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At The Office

By: Miss Jane



I run the concrete delivery company's operations from the office and you are the senior driver of a 7-man crew. You are also extremely computer savvy and the owner told me to contact you if there are any problems while he is out of town. We have been working together for a while and even though nothing has happened between us, the sexual energy and tension is always extremely high. 

It's a Friday about mid-afternoon and all but one of the other drivers and you, have returned to the yard, parked their trucks and left for the day. As the senior driver, it goes without saying that you get preference for the longer shifts and any additional hours. Unfortunately, it's been one of those days in the office and the computers are acting up. The phones wont stop ringing and it seems like anything and everything is going wrong. 

Not being able to make anything go right, I call you on the radio and ask you to get back to me on a landline when you reach the plant. You acknowledge my request and can't help but make a sarcastic remark, which makes my level of frustration go up a notch. You call me sooner than I expect and tell me to try a few things to get the computers working again. Trying my hand at being a tech, your suggestions seem to be working, but only briefly. I pick up the phone and literally beg you to come back to the office and fix the problem. You chuckle as you hear my request and say that you will be there when you've finished cleaning the truck and wrapping up the paperwork at the plant. 

With the computers only working intermittently, I decide to shut down the server and see if that will resolve my problems. I head upstairs to the computer room and have to crawl under the desk to completely shut it down. Not hearing your truck pulling into the yard, I have no idea you are back. You look around downstairs and not seeing me, you make your way upstairs. You enter the computer room to see me under the desk, and hear me swearing at the computer. You don't say anything, but instead stand quietly admiring the view, and trying not to laugh as you hear me vent my frustration.

After about a minute or so, you finally say something, startling me and causing me to bump my head on the underside of the desk. I quickly back out and stand up turning to face you. I ask you what you said, and you reply that you were just commenting on the view. You notice my cheeks redden as I blush and you can resist the opportunity to comment on that too. You take a couple of steps closer to me and resting your hands on my hips, you smile and tell me that you'll take a look at the computer. I step back for you to pass and you make a point of brushing against me, your arm grazing across my tits. 

You take a seat at the computer and start to diagnose the problem. I give you the rundown of the problems I've been having and the corrective measures I have tried. You occasionally take a look at me and smile as you continue working. Each time, for some unknown reason, I feel my face getting hot and my heart beating faster. You ask me to get a manual for you, which is on the other side of the room. I think to myself that you are quite capable of getting it yourself but as you are there to fix the computers, I do as you ask. As I return and hand it to you, you stand up and walk behind me, letting your hand graze across my ass. I turn my head to look at you and see that you're grinning mischievously. It's obvious you're enjoying having me in such close proximity to you and taking full advantage of 'casually' brushing up against me. 

I can't help but grin back at you, and quickly come to the decision that since you're being much more flirtatious than usual, I'm gonna do the same. I'm distracted briefly as I hear the last remaining driver calling in for information on the next delivery. I tell you that I'll be right back and make my way downstairs. You watch me as I walk away and I make a point of stopping briefly to retie the laces on my shoes. While bent over, I turn and look over my shoulder at you, flashing you a very 'sweet and innocent' smile. 

I hurry downstairs and get the necessary information to the driver, making sure to tell him that there's not rush as the client isn't in any hurry. Before returning upstairs, I take a quick look in the mirror, fluffing up my hair and smiling at myself, thinking 'lets see how much teasing he can take'. I slowly ascend the stairs and see you still working at the computer. Once inside, I quietly close the door. I walk up behind you and very gently blow on the back of your neck, but only briefly. I step aside and leaning over your shoulder I ask how it's coming. Feeling my tits rubbing against your shoulder, you lean back into me. It's clear we're both very aroused and are taking every advantage of touching each other that we can. 

You turn your head and inhale deeply, then say how much you like the perfume I'm wearing. I look back at you and tell you I'm not wearing any. You lean closer to me and inhale deeply once again. You tell me that you knew I wasn't wearing any and just wanted to let me know you liked my natural scent. I smile at you and turn my body slightly getting a little closer to you and letting you see down the front of my shirt. I have noticed how you always make a point of looking at my tits, no matter what I'm wearing and its obvious that you like what you see. Of course, unbuttoning my shirt one button and opening the front a little wider didn't hurt either. 

I pause before standing up, letting you have a long look at my tits and the top edge of the white lace of my bra confining them. I stand up straight and step back, resting my ass on the edge of the desk behind you. Without saying anything you turn back to the computer monitor and resume working. After a few minutes of silence, you suddenly stop working and stand up, turning to face me. Unsure of what you're looking for, I move out of the way and lift myself up onto the desk, sliding back as far as I can. You stop in front of me and rest your hands on my thighs. I take a deep breath in anticipation as you lean closer to me, kissing me very gently on the lips. You very slowly slide your hands up my thighs nearing my hips as you kiss me a little more intensely. 

You pull away from me and smile, then remove your hands from my thighs and raise them to my waist. You pull me to you, making my ass slide off the edge of the desk. I fold my arms around your neck as we kiss very passionately. You hold me tightly against you as you hands move up and down my back, eventually resting on my ass. You give my ass a gentle squeeze and continue moving your hands up and down my back. After a couple of minutes of kissing, our tongues exploring each others mouths, and our hands feeling over one another, you step back from me. You smile at me and raise your hands, letting your fingers find the top button of my shirt. You look me in the eye for a moment before lowering your eyes and see my tits become more visible as you slowly unbutton my shirt. At the button just above my waist, you pull my shirt up and out of my jeans, then unbutton the last one. You smile at me as you slowly lower my shirt off my shoulders. Only then do you see how large my tits really are and cant help but smile broadly. You definitely like what you see. 

Suddenly I feel my face getting hot. You smile at me when you notice my cheeks becoming flushed. Tossing my shirt onto the chair, you redirect your attention to my tits. Cupping each one, you caress me, enjoying the feeling of the fabric against the palm of your hand. You watch as my tits move from your touch. You look at me again and kiss me. I arch my back a little pushing my tits upward slightly. This is all the invitation you need and you start kissing me lower, working your way down my neck, trailing your tongue down my chest. You squeeze my tits a little harder and I moan ever so slightly as I feel the heat of your mouth on me. 

Still gently playing with my tits, you rub your thumbs over my nipples, making them hard. You lower your head a little further and start to nibble on them as they strain against the lace of my bra. Seeing that I'm wearing a front closing bra, you stop nibbling on me long enough to smile at me. You slowly glide your hands up to my shoulders and slip the straps off. Pulling the fabric off my tits, but leaving my bra on, you start to caress them, moving your hands all around on them. I watch as you manipulate my nipples between your fingers and thumbs. You kiss me hard, darting your tongue in and out of my mouth while your fingertips on my nipples make me squirm. 

You pull away from me but keep your hands on my tits. You look down and smile as you continue to play with them. You tell me that you could always tell I had nice tits, but now that you can see and feel them, you are amazed at how beautiful they really are. I wrap my arms around your neck as I press my body against yours. You hold me tight and caress my back, sliding your hands down to my ass, squeezing it harder than before. The longer we stand there and kiss, the more I want you. I slide my arms off your neck and lower my hands. 

I grin as I feel how hard you are already, and the intense heat emanating from you is incredible. I rub my hand up and down on your cock a few times before unbuckling your belt and undoing your jeans. With your jeans open slightly, I slip my hand inside and much to my surprise, I find that you aren't wearing any underwear. Mmm, ready for anything at a moment's notice...I like it. I push my hand in further and feel the softness of your skin and the hardness of your cock. You lift my head and look into my eyes, telling me how often you have thought about this moment, but never actually thought it would happen. I continue stroking your cock as I kiss you, and then reply that I have thought about it too, but somehow I knew it would happen, just didn't know when or where. 

You slowly lower your hands and unbutton my jeans. You take a step back and slide my jeans down. You beam a smile at me when you see the lacy panties I'm wearing match the pattern on my bra, and compliment me on my choice of sexy underwear. I giggle as I say that I have to say the same about yours too, or lack there of. I kick off my shoes and you slide my jeans off the rest of the way. You take a step back and give me the once over several times admiring me from head to toe...my long blonde hair draping over my shoulders, my large tits and hard nipples, my hi-cut panties accentuating my already very long sexy legs.

I see a sinister grin creep across your lips and I can only wonder what is going through your mind. You pull me towards you and kiss me hard, and I feel your hand sliding inside my panties. You moan as you feel bare skin the further into my panties you push your hand. I widen my stance just slightly and you gently part my silky smooth folds, allowing you to feel the wetness coating me. Your fingers dance over my clit, massaging it, teasing it. Occasionally you slide your fingers back to my pussy rewetting them, then resume working your fingers over my clit again. You kiss and nibble on my neck as you continue to tease me, bringing me oh so close to cuming. My breathing intensifies and my legs start to tremble. You sense my orgasm and thrust your fingers into my wet pussy as I cum. I gasp as I feel you rubbing my g-spot, intensifying my already incredible orgasm, and I moan with ecstasy.

With my orgasm subsiding, you withdraw your fingers from my pussy and raise your hand. Before you have the chance to get your hand past my waist, I grasp your wrist and pull your hand towards my mouth. I open my mouth and gently suck your fingers, tasting myself on you. Mmmm, I love my own taste and you smile at me as you watch me suck each finger. You lean closer to me and as soon as your finger is out of my mouth you kiss me, your tongue darting in and out. You whisper to me that you can taste a little of my juices as you kiss me and now you want more. You take a step back and I reach down to slide my panties off, but you tell me you want to take them off me.

You reach back and grab the chair, pulling it closer and taking a seat. You pull me close and nibble on my nipples through my bra, and slowly kiss and tease me with your tongue as you trail it down my stomach. Taking a hold of my panties, you very slowly slide them down. I lift myself onto the desk, my ass right on the edge, and you roll towards me in the chair. I lean back, resting on my elbows and watch you as you move closer to me. I begin to tremble in anticipation, feeling the heat of your mouth on me. You lift my legs up and drape them over your shoulders as you pull me to you. With my ass lifted off the desk, I have to lay down flat.

You stick out your tongue just far enough to touch the tip of my clit, making me jump. You flick it over and over while I try to move myself towards your face, but you keep moving away slightly, teasing me with every flick. I reach for you and placing my hands on your head, I try to pull you towards me. You resist me and you keep flicking me with your tongue, making me yearn for your whole face to be buried in my pussy. I lift my head and look at you. You're grinning back at me, knowing full well you're teasing me, making me wait for the inevitable ecstasy that will soon follow.

I whisper to you to please stop teasing me and you respond by plowing your face into me, licking and sucking feverishly on my clit, your hands groping my ass, pulling my hips towards you. Almost instantaneously I cum, quivering and shaking. Damn, you're good. As you continue to lick and suck on me, you move your hand in between my legs, putting your finger inside me, feeling my juices. You insert another finger and wiggle them back and forth while continuing to eat me. I feel another orgasm start to overcome me and my pussy clamps down on your fingers, restricting their movement and you moan with satisfaction as my body tenses with waves of ecstasy.

Wanting to give you as much pleasure as you have given to me, I wait until I've caught my breath then tell you I want your cock. You kiss and lick me a few moments longer before you lift your head and ask me to tell you again what I want. I open my eyes and smile at you as I tell you again, I want your cock. You smile back at me and lift my legs off your shoulders. Standing up you start to slide your jeans down. Before you have them down an inch, I tell you that I want to take them off you. You say OK and I sit up, sliding off the edge of the desk. I kiss you was I stroke your cock a little. You're still so very hard and I squeeze you firmly.

You whisper to me to that you are aching to feel my mouth on you. I kiss you gently on the mouth, then on your neck. I slowly unbutton your shirt and kiss you all over your chest, gradually working my way down your stomach. I slowly bend my knees, and as I squat in front of you, I slide your jeans down, your hard cock springing outward only inches from my face. I take a look up at you as I start to lick just the head of your cock. Mmmm, you're so hot. I swirl my tongue all around, making sure to tease the underside of your cock, slowly trailing it up and down the length of you. I open my mouth and take a little of you in, then slide you out. I suck and lick you all over before taking you completely into my mouth.

You look down at me, and take a hold of my hair, holding it back, watching me work my mouth and my hands on you. I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling of you penetrating my mouth, you sliding back and forth across my lips, pushing yourself into me to reach my throat. You tilt your head back and moan, a long, satisfying moan, expressing your pleasure. Your moaning only makes me suck on you harder, my hand moving with every stroke. The anticipation of you cuming in my mouth, makes me grip you tighter with my hand, stroking you harder. You begin to move your hips back and forth, each thrust forward a little more forceful. You look down at me again, as you start to swell, letting your load go. I feel your cock throb as you shoot your cum into my mouth, and I hungrily swallow every drop, not letting any get away.

You pull me up to you, holding me close, kissing me. I tell you how much I enjoyed having you cum in my mouth, but would have liked to have sucked you a little longer. You laugh and tell me that it was so good that you just couldn't hold off from cuming. Suddenly we hear a voice downstairs. Shit! The time went by so quickly that I didn't realize it was time for the last driver to be back from the plant. We hurriedly get dressed and we go downstairs, trying to look as nonchalant as possible.

At The Office



Before telling you this story, you should know that my fiancée is a charming, beautiful, sexy woman, and she tends to like things a little on the more risqué side, which is just fine by me. Now that the background is done.. 

I was walking into my office, and my secretary stopped me, telling me the president of the company was on the phone, wanted to talk about some technical problem or other. I told her to transfer to my phone and walked into the office.

I walked over to my desk and leaned over, pressing the button on the phone and greeting my boss. We did the usual banter he always seems to enjoy, and my mind began to shut off, just giving the reflexive "yes sir"s and "of course"s that he expects, punctuated by a laugh here or there. I sat down in my chair, glad for the miracle of speakerphones and just sat there, eyes closed, listening to the ramblings of my employer.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my crotch, and my eyes flew open, looking down right into the deep blue eyes of my fiancée, and the evil grin on her lips... She had hid under my desk! I took a gulp, then cleared my throat as the president asked twice if I were still there. I apologised and caught back up with the conversation as my beloved opened my pants and took me into her mouth.

I wasn't aroused when I entered the office, but I felt myself grow rock hard in her mouth as she expertly teased and caressed my length. It was getting harder and harder to concentrate on wiring and networking as my body reacted to her... Her head slid up and down my erection, her eyes never leaving mine, glazed over with lust and desire, her lips so tight, wet around me. My mind was racing, solutions to wiring problems the last of my concerns as I looked down farther, seeing my fiancée hiking up her skirt, fingering herself. I slid back and stood up, lifting her gently to the desk and leaning her back, lifting up her skirt and leaning down, taking only a moment to taste her sex, slipping my tongue deep into her, but having to reply to the boss a moment later. He asked what all the rustling was... 

I came up with something about checking a tech manual and pressed the mute button before leaning down and whispering "I love you" to my lover, then leaned close, slipping my hard length into her as her legs folded around me. She was always so incredibly tight, her body toned and sexy from head to toe. I heard the boss asking more questions and with a muttered curse, still feeling my hard cock deep inside her, I reached over and turned the volume back on, my hips rolling slowly, slipping myself DEEP into her, then pulling nearly totally out, teasing us both more and more, feeling her body arching against the table, the thought of being caught so easily turning us on even more. She was getting more and more passionate, her arms pulling me down, lips and teeth grazing and licking over my neck and shoulders, her heart racing just as mine was as our needs both increased. 

I answered a few more questions, then couldn't help but move my hips faster, my breath coming faster, biting my lip to keep quiet, then her back arched off the desk, her sex clamping like a vice on me as she came, HARD, a soft whimper slipping from her lips before she managed to quiet herself, setting off my orgasm. My body shook, my world going white as I felt my cum flooding so deep into my love's body. Luckily the boss had been asking a long question which I could answer briefly, then caught my breath as he was finishing the call.

As I was about to hang up, he made one last request..

"Selias?"

I blinked nervously at my love, "Yes sir?"

"Tell your fiancée to wait until lunch next time."

I laughed and told him I would, then hung up and kissed her slowly, after calling my secretary, telling her I'd be taking lunch now...



At The Office



It was just another lazy day off that I had been enjoying thoroughly when I decided to drop by my wife Lindy's office to pay a little visit. I knew she liked the surprise of seeing me unexpectedly but I didn't expect the surprise I was about to get. 

"Lindy isn't here," the office manager Patrice said.

"Do you expect her back soon?" 

"Oh, not for at least two hours. She went to the office supply store and had to get a lot of stuff we were low on."

"Well, I drove all the way in for nothing then," I said with obvious disappointment.

"You can wait if you want, that is if you don't have anything else to do. We aren't seeing patients today. The doctor is out of town for the day."

"I guess I can. I don't have anything else to do and don't really want to waste a trip."

As I turned to walk into the patient waiting room, Patrice told me I should wait in her office. "It's got more comfortable chairs."

I turned and walked down the hallway toward her office, passing the patient rooms that were empty as she had mentioned they would be. The first thing I noticed in her office was a small box that seamed to be covered in very fine and expensive appearing leather. I sat for a few moments just idly looking around when my eyes came back to the box.

I wonder what is in there? I thought to myself.

"Would you like something to drink?" Patrice asked, catching me off guard and startling me.

"No thank you. I'm fine, just had something on the way here."

"Well, let me know if there is anything you need." She looked me up and down quickly, again catching me off guard. 

"Okay, thanks."

I was beginning to get bored and it had only been about four minutes since I arrived. I took one more look around, taking note of all the pictures on the walls. It seems that Patrice has a lot of guy friends. I wasn't surprised; as Patrice was a beautiful, successful girl. 

I took one more glance around and suddenly decided to make a hasty inspection of the little leather-covered box. I had to do this quickly or I would get caught and that could mean trouble for Lindy.

"Holy shit!" I bit my tongue; I was completely stunned to find what was in the little box.

"What in the hell is this thing?" I whispered to nobody.

"That is a moldable butt plug." Patrice said from the doorway.

Oh, motherfucker. I am a dead man and Lindy is fired for sure, I thought to myself as I sat staring at Patrice. I couldn't say a word. 

"It's okay." she says in a breathless kind of way. She took a few slow steps toward me.

"It is?" I stammered.

"Sure, I kind of figured you would see that pretty little box and want to see what was in it. I just got it today. I ordered it from India." 

"Wow! That's a long way for a butt plug to travel." I said, trying to bring a little humor in to play.

"Yes it is. But I saw it in a porno magazine and decided I wanted it, since I enjoy anal sex so much. Actually I enjoy all sex. More than anyone who works here knows about."

"Really?" I choked. I was really beginning to feel strange now. Her eyes were locked onto mine as she spoke.

Patrice was just a few feet away as she reached out for the butt plug. She began to shape it and mold it very slowly. Then she glanced up at me and asks me if I wanted to see how it worked. "You did say you were bored..." I said yes figuring it came with an instructional video or something. I thought she would be plugging it into the VCR that I had noticed earlier. Then I remembered she said she had seen it in a porno magazine and I knew then that what she was going to show me was not on videotape. 

I was completely captivated as she shut the door to the office and walked over to my chair. She handed me the butt plug and turned as if to go to the box. As she glanced over her shoulder she asked me if I had ever had anal sex. My heart was racing. I kind of laughed and said no, that I had never had anal sex but that I had done Lindy in the butt before. She just laughed and said that I knew what she meant. I said yes and that I was just a little nervous. Patrice asked if I am uncomfortable with what is going on and I told her of course not. I am an opened-minded person. And that particular philosophy was about to pay off big-time...

"Good." She says, as she unzips her skirt. 

My eyes nearly bulge out when she drops the skirt to her feet and I see that she nothing on underneath. No panties or pantyhose. She was completely nude under her skirt. I looked her in the eye and without saying anything; I slowly glanced down at her pussy. It was very pretty. Just a light patch of dark pubic hair with some of the most inviting pussy lips I have ever seen. I was getting a hard-on very quickly. She must have noticed because she glanced at my crotch and smiled. Without any warning she pulled her sweater over her head and I found out she was completely nude under all of her clothing. What a body. I sat there with a raging hard on; I needed to adjust it considering I wasn't expecting this to happen and my dick wasn't in a good position to get hard. It was pressing hard against my jeans. I tried to adjust it by shifting in my seat but it didn't help. 

"What's wrong, Stephen?" she asked, standing naked before me.

"Nothing. I just didn't expect this."

"I think your dick is hurting you since it is so hard and all pinned up."

Patrice walked over and reached out to my crotch. She slowly unzipped and unbuttoned my jeans. Her hand was a little cold but it felt like fire to me when she reached into my underwear and grasped my now throbbing dick. 

She smiled and looked up at me. "I like what I found." 

"I like that you found it!" I stammered.

"Well, lets have a look see."

She lightly pulled at my cock indicating that she wanted me on my feet. This was one woman who knew how to take control. I stood up with high hopes of what was about to happen. 

"I love anal sex but I like to just plain fuck when I do a guy for the first time." She says leading me by the dick to her desk.

I couldn't say a word. I was thinking, This can't be happening. Patrice then reached out and successfully pushed everything on her main desk on to the top of the smaller desk next to it. 

She sat on the edge of her desk and spread her lovely legs open, showing me her beautiful cunt. "Feel how wet I am!"

I reached between her legs and sure enough, that pussy was so wet you could float a boat in it. I ran my fingers up and down her juicy slit. I found her clit very easily since she was so excited. 

"Oh shiitttttttttt! I'll cum if you keep that up." Her eyes rolled back in her head and she threw her head back in ecstasy. "Go ahead, stick you fingers inside me."

I pushed two fingers deep inside her pussy. After a few minutes of slow, wet finger-fucking, Patrice grabbed my arm and squeezed.

"I'm cummmmmiiiinggggggggg!!!!! She screamed.

I had to have some of this pussy now. My cock was as hard as steel and pushing up against my belly. I pushed her over the desk and without any hesitation, shoved my dick all the way inside her doggy style. I began to power fuck her like a mad man. Her pussy was so tight I thought I would lose circulation to my balls. I was fucking her so hard that I had completely forgotten the butt plug. 

"Here." She said, whimpering, and handed me the butt plug. "Shove it hard in my ass!"

I rubbed it in some of her pussy juice that was gathered around the base of my dick and rubbed her ass hole with it. She began to whimper a little louder and squirm a lot. I began to push against that tight little rose bud asshole when all of a sudden she lunged backward and impaled her ass on it.

"Oh god that feels so fucking good!"

"Fuck me bitch!" I panted.

She began to tremble then she began to shake. I knew that if I kept this up she was gonna have an earth shaking orgasm. I began fucking her even harder. I kept jamming her ass with the butt plug from India when all of a sudden she just screamed a gurgling, crying, panting roar. I figured the whole block knew what was going on by then. 

"Oooh, yeah...I'm getting close." I panted.

I reached out and grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her back onto my dick as hard as I could. I then decide to see just how well she liked it up the ass. I tossed the plug onto her desk. I jerked my dick out of her pussy, pushed her forward, then pulled with all my might as I aimed my glistening, dripping cock at her now gaping asshole. I shoved it all the way to my balls on the first lunge.

"Oh my fucking...." She started to yell, but just as she got the last of the scream out, she passed out, falling limp onto her desk. 

I continued pounding her ass for maybe one more minute and I dumped one of the biggest loads of jism in her ass that I have ever unloaded.

"Lindy should be here just about anytime." Patrice says from the door.

I come awake with a gasp. "Sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep!"

"It's okay. Did you see what is in the box?" she asks pointing to the leather clad box that is in my lap.

"Well, no. I guess I fell asleep before I opened it."

"The lid just lifts off. It's a set of leather collars for my two cats."

I lift the lid and glance at two diamond studded feline collars. 

"This is high quality." I whisper loudly, trying to conceal the extremely hard cock that is so obvious.

"Yes, they better be. They cost a small fortune."

"I bet!"

"I think Lindy just walked in the door."

I set the box down and stand to head for the front when I notice a little tag on the edge of one of the collars.

ASSEMBLED IN INDIA.

Hmmm... isn't that odd. I think to myself as I turn to say hello to my wife.

"So, you fell asleep!" Linda says as I walk into the front.

"Yeah and I had the damnedest dream..."



At the Office



Warning: This work of fiction contains scenes of women having sex together, without men.  If this offends you, do not read it!  People who complain to the authors here about the content of their stories are, IMNSHO, just like people who move next to the airport and then complain about the noise...  Constructive criticism is always welcome, but closed-minded rants have no place here.

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Melissa enjoyed her job a lot...  She had been working for the agency for a little over a year, and in that time had gotten two promotions along with nice raises.  She had started as a general typist, but had soon shown superior talent and was given the job as the administrative assistant to one of the vice presidents.  It was shortly after that happened that she got her big career break.

She was working late on a Friday...  Her boss had a huge project that had to be in the client's office, halfway across the country, first thing Monday morning.  Melissa loved working for her boss, Sharon, a strikingly beautiful woman who, in her mid-forties, was quite a bit older than Melissa's 26 years.  Sharon is very tall and slender, with a mane of auburn curls that reaches halfway down her back.  Her taste in clothing tends to white blouses and dark slacks, but they are obviously tailored and show off her tight butt.

Melissa is short at 5'1" and blonde, with her curly hair just reaching her shoulders.  Her body, while not fat by anyone's standards, is more full than Sharon's.  Melissa usually dresses in short skirts that show off her shapely legs, but she is careful not to dress too provocatively at the office.  Away from work, she tends to wear tiny little mini skirts and low cut tops, as she loves to show off her body.  Melissa has been lesbian for several years, she got tired of men and their mind games and their refusal to grow up.  She is single at the moment, as a couple of months ago she came home from work and found her last girl friend in bed with her own sister, and couldn't handle it.

Melissa has no clue about Sharon's sexual orientation...  Sharon is always very professional around the office, but Melissa has also never seen her away from work.  She has no idea whether Sharon has a husband, a boy friend, a girl friend, or what...  She has noticed that Sharon does not wear a ring on the third finger of her left hand, but does wear several others.

That particular evening, Sharon seemed to be in a very good mood in spite of the stress they were under to complete the project.  It looked like they would get it done without much difficulty, and after a while Sharon sent out for some Chinese food for the two of them.  When it arrived, they took their food into the conference room and spread it out on the table.

Sharon looked at Melissa and said, "So, Melissa...  First off, I want you to know that you have done a great job for me so far.  I haven't had a chance to say it, but keep up the good work!"

Melissa smiled and said, "Thanks...  I figured that if there was a problem, you would have let me know.  But it's always nice to hear that I'm doing things to your satisfaction."

"You are, definitely!  We have never really had a chance to get to know each other.  Tell me something about yourself!" said Sharon, as she dished herself some rice and chicken.

"Ummmmm...  Like what?"

"Well, let's see.  You're 26, right?" Melissa nodded her head, since her mouth was full of pork fried rice.

Sharon continued, "Okay, are you married? Boy friend?  Kids?  Pets?"

Melissa swallowed, then took a drink of water.  She smiled. "No, no, no and no!  None of the above.  How about you, Sharon, are you married?"

The older woman laughed out loud. "Oh, God, no!"

When Melissa looked at Sharon blankly, she went on, "Didn't you know that I'm a lesbian?"

Melissa smiled and said, "No, I didn't know that...  You seem surprised at that, should I have?" she added with a wink.

"I guess not...  But pretty much all of the high ranking women here are lesbian.  The owner, Helene, is very publicly gay, and she has tried to give capable lesbians opportunities to grow with her business.  We all love her for that, and she has a very devoted group of people working for her.  It hasn't been easy, but through her sheer talent and will, she has grown this into one of the top ad agencies in the country!"

Melissa was surprised but pleased at this information.  She had no idea that the owner was a lesbian.  She is an attractive woman in her late 40's who had always had a different, younger, but always very good looking man on her arm at company functions.

"Well, then, as long as we're talking about sexual preference, I am also gay.  I have been off men for almost 5 years now...  And I'm single, I broke up with my last girl friend a couple of months ago.  So how about you, Sharon, do you have a partner?"

"No, I don't...  I was with a woman for almost 5 years, then six months ago she decided out of the blue that she wanted a husband and a baby.  The baby would have been possible, but I couldn't be her husband...  And I still miss her, a lot!" Sharon's eyes misted over a little, and Melissa leaned to her and gave her a hug.

"Don't worry, Sharon...  When you start looking, I know you will find another partner right away.  You are gorgeous, intelligent and a nice person, too!"

"Thanks, Melissa, you're sweet to say that to an old lady..." Sharon gave a weak smile.

"Old lady, my ass!  You are an EXTREMELY sexy woman, in the prime of her life!"

Sharon looked straight into the younger girl's eyes. "Do you really mean that, Melissa?  Do you really think I'm sexy?"

"Oh, God yes!  Any woman or man would be a fool to not want you..."

Sharon leaned over and gave Melissa a quick kiss on the lips. "Thank you...  Even if you didn't really mean what you said, it's nice to hear a sexy young woman tell me she thinks I still have 'it'."

"Oh, I definitely meant that!  And whatever 'it' is, you definitely have more than your share!  I hope I look half as good as you when I am your age!"

The two women talked more as they ate their dinner.  Melissa learned that Sharon lived in the suburbs, in a nice house with a hot tub in the back.  Sharon has been lesbian since her college days, when she found out that "the love of her life" was cheating on her with two of her best friends and anything else he could screw.  She had not had the best of luck with men before him, and that was the last straw...  One of her best friends was openly bisexual, and Sharon had almost immediately started a relationship with her and never looked back.

They finished their food, and got back to work.  As they were finishing up the project a couple of hours later, Sharon announced, "This deserves a celebration...  I have some wine in my office, we should open it!"

The older woman left for a moment, then returned with a bottle of Merlot, a corkscrew and two glasses.  She opened the wine and poured them each a glass.  They 'clinked' their glasses, and toasted a job well done.  Sharon reached for Melissa, and gave her a big hug.

The two women sat in Sharon's office and talked some more as they drank their wine.  Melissa was very comfortable talking with her boss like this, and she could feel herself getting a little buzz, although she was totally in control.  Sharon was talking about her former lover, and how much she missed having her around, to cuddle with and share the day.

"And you know what else?" Sharon asked. "I miss kissing her...  She was a great kisser and I loved to just kiss her for hours..."

Melissa agreed. "I miss that, too...  None of the guys I ever kissed could compare to kissing a woman.  I love how soft and tender everything is, and so unrushed.  Men always seem to want to hurry through the part that women like best, the kissing and touching..."

"Yeah...  It's been over 20 years since I was with a man, but I can still remember the fumbling hands and too-forceful kisses of the guys I was with.  They never really had a clue, did they, Melissa..."

The younger girl was fascinated, watching Sharon's face as she talked.  Plus, she could see that the older woman's nipples had become erect and were visible through the silk of her blouse.  Melissa could see that even though Sharon's breasts were small, she had very prominent nipples, and Melissa wished she could suck on them...

Melissa could feel her face getting flushed and her own nipples standing up, as she imagined herself with her sexy boss.  Sharon noticed that her assistant had gotten quiet all of a sudden, and asked, "You okay, sweetie?"

Melissa was startled back into reality. "Yes, Sharon, I'm fine...  Just a little tired, I guess."

Sharon smiled back, "Me, too, it's been a lonnnng day.  I'm tired and horny both, I guess my vibrator will be getting a workout tonight!"

Melissa was a little shocked at the older woman's frankness, but also turned on at the thought of her boss lying back on her bed, running her vibrator all over her beautiful nude body, teasing herself until she erupted in climax.

Melissa smiled at Sharon and asked, "Well, is there anything more I can do for you before I go home?"

"What I need most is for someone to lick me until I cum on her face, but I can't ask you to do that..." Sharon replied.

Melissa stepped close to Sharon and looked into her eyes. "And why not, Sharon?  I would LOVE to lick you...  I love sucking on a pussy, it's about my most favorite thing to do in the whole world!"

"Are you sure, Melissa?  I don't want you to feel forced into anything you don't want to do, just because I'm your boss..."

Melissa reached to Sharon and took the older woman's breasts in her hands, cupping them and pinching the visibly erect nipples through the silk of her blouse. 

"Do I look like I am being forced?" she whispered.

"No, baby, you look like you are doing what you have wanted to do all night..." was Sharon's whispered response.

Melissa unbuttoned her boss's blouse, then undid the front clasp of the lacy bra.  The older woman's erect nipples were poking out against the lace, and Melissa lowered her head and bit gently on one.  Sharon moaned softly, and her hands moved to Melissa's hair.

Melissa gently pushed Sharon backward until her hips were against her desk.  The shorter girl stepped forward and pressed her thigh between Sharon's, against the older woman's mound.  Melissa looked up, then reached around Sharon and swept all the papers to one side of the large desk, then leaned her upper body forward so Sharon was laying back on her own desk.

As Melissa lowered her head back to her boss's erect nipples, Sharon moaned softly.  Melissa started sucking and chewing on the firm points, all the while grinding her thigh into Sharon's pussy through her slacks.  Melissa could feel herself getting very wet as she teased the older woman.

Sharon had her hands in her secretary's hair, stroking the blonde curls and holding her face close to her breasts.  Sharon was arching her hips up against Melissa's thigh, and Sharon knew she was already soaking wet...  She had felt very horny earlier that afternoon and had been looking forward to a long session with her vibrator that evening.  To have this sexy girl making love to her was a complete bonus, and she hoped it was the start of a regular thing.

Melissa could feel that her boss was getting very turned on, and she loved the idea that such a sexy older woman as Sharon liked what she was doing to her...  Sharon was thrusting back against her thigh, giving little soft moans as Melissa ground herself into the older woman.

Melissa lifted her head from Sharon's breast and smiled. "Do you know what I would REALLY like to do right now?" she asked.

"What, darling?"

"I want you to sit in your chair, nude.  I want to kneel in front of you, still fully dressed, and lick your pussy until you cover my face with your juices..."

Sharon felt a little rush at Melissa's words. "Mmmmmmmmm...  I would like that, too..  Will you be my pussy licking slut, Melissa?"

Melissa smiled, then stood up and took Sharon's hand.  She led the older woman around the desk, and pulled her leather chair out.  Melissa stepped up close to the taller woman and began removing her clothing.  She was amazed to find Sharon was wearing a tiny little thong, really just a square of red satin held in place by thin straps across her hips.

"Very sexy, Mistress..."

Sharon smiled. "Just because I am old doesn't mean I don't like sexy lingerie..."

"How many times must I tell you?  You are NOT old, you are an incredibly sexy woman and I am honored to make love to you..."

Sharon slipped her hand under Melissa's chin and lifted it so the two women were looking into each other's eyes. "Thanks again, Melissa, but I don't want you to make love to me.  I want you to fuck me, suck my pussy, make me cum all over your face!"

Melissa slid the older woman's thong off, then stepped close and gently guided Sharon backward until she plopped into her chair.  Her legs were spread wide and Melissa could see that her boss was a natural redhead.  She was mostly shaved, with just a small tuft of hair above her pussy.  Melissa could also see that Sharon was very wet, as her mound was already glistening with her juices.

Melissa knelt in front of Sharon, and took one of the older woman's thighs and placed it on her shoulder.  She smiled and said, "I want all of you, Sharon, I want to taste you completely..."

Sharon smiled back and put her hands in Melissa's hair.  She pulled the younger woman's face in until it was close to her pussy. "So what are you waiting for, little slut?  Taste me, lick me, I am yours..."

With that, Melissa lowered her head and began to lick and suck furiously.  Sharon was already dripping wet, and the sight of her cute assistant between her legs, licking her pussy, had her even more excited.  Melissa's head was bobbing up and down as she worshipped at Sharon's altar.  The older woman was very excited and she knew it would not take long until she would be spraying her juices all over Melissa's cute face.

Sharon had her hands in Melissa's hair, pulling the blonde girl's face tight against her pussy.  Sharon's hips were thrusting up, off her chair, wanting to feel Melissa's tongue deeper inside her.

When Melissa pressed a fingertip between Sharon's lips, the older woman moaned and spread her legs even further.  Melissa took this as a sign of encouragement, and worked her finger into her boss's hot, wet pussy.  Sharon was drenched, and Melissa's finger slid in easily.  She added a second finger, then a third.

Sharon was moaning and grinding her pussy into her cute assistant's face.  When she felt the third finger slide into her, she arched her hips upward, driving Melissa's fingers deep inside her.

Melissa sucked and chewed on her boss's pussy lips as her fingers slid in and out.  The older woman was moaning louder now, as her cute little assistant finger fucked her wet slit. "Yes, Melissa, just like that!  Fuck me baby..."

Melissa looked up at Sharon and smiled.  The older woman smiled back, and ran her tongue around her lips, darting it in and out, mimicking the younger girl's actions.  

Melissa could sense that her boss was close to cumming.  She looked up and whispered, "Please, Sharon, I need to taste you.  Feed me, give me your cum, Sharon..."

The younger girl's words excited Sharon, and she was grinding her pussy against Melissa's face.  When the younger girl took Sharon's clit between her teeth and gently bit down, Sharon erupted.  Her juices poured out, coating Melissa's face and tongue.

The younger girl was moaning as she licked and sucked her boss's pussy, not wanting to waste a single drop of the sweet juices.  Melissa was whispering into Sharon's pussy, "Yes, Mistress, Oh God, Yesssss...  Feed me, Mistress... I need this SOOOO bad!"

Sharon looked down and saw that Melissa had her hand under her own skirt, fingering herself.  The sight was very erotic to Sharon, and her juices continued to pulse out of her pussy, and onto Melissa's face.

The younger girl was lapping and sucking, sliding her tongue deep into Sharon's pussy, then out and over her hard clit.  Sharon's hands were still in Melissa's hair, pulling her assistant's face tight against her mound.

Eventually, Sharon's spasms wound down. Melissa continued to lick and suck gently on Sharon's pussy.  She had removed her fingers at some point, and was now sliding her tongue in and out, fucking the older woman with her tongue.

Melissa looked up at her new lover.  The younger girl's face was shiny with Sharon's juices.  She looked deep into Sharon's eyes and whispered, "Thank you, Mistress...  Thank you for feeding me..."

She couldn't understand what Melissa meant, then something clicked...  Her use of "Mistress..."  The girl was a submissive, who seemed to draw energy from her Mistress' cum.  Sharon had never before played the domme/sub game, but something in the way this young woman looked at her made her want to be her Mistress.

"You're welcome slut, and thank YOU!  I needed to have my pussy licked, and you are very good at it!" Sharon's hands were in Melissa's hair, stroking it.  The younger girl lay her head on Sharon's thigh and literally purred like a cat.

That first night was the start of a new relationship for both women.  Sharon had someone who would lick her pussy whenever she wanted it, and Melissa had a Mistress.  Soon, Melissa was licking Sharon to a shuddering orgasm nearly every afternoon, and one momentous afternoon, Sharon brought Melissa into a briefing she was having with the owner of the agency...  

To be continued...

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As always, thanks for reading.  Please send me feedback, tell me how this made you feel.  I love to hear from my readers, especially all you sexy women out there!  

Jessi



At the Office



How could I have known I would fall in love with him, but how could I not either? I had started the job about six months prior, it wasn’t my dream position but it was very interesting to me and I had always enjoyed new challenges.  My position was newly created, somewhat of a cross between Human Resources and Finance. It suited me well, as my education and background included both fields, I could carve out a niche for myself. I was eager to develop something here and set about doing that immediately.

My level afforded me the opportunity to meet with anyone in the company. This was quite unique and I knew I would take full advantage. The first meeting I attended was held by the president as an introduction of sorts. He had wanted all his immediate officers to meet me and to understand what he was thinking for the position, as well as hear from them, what they’d like to see become of this potential department. The introductions were swift and the discussion commenced. I was thrilled with their ideas and my spirits were buoyed that many of my thoughts and wishes were being accepted as well as furthered. These were good people, smart, energetic and interesting, and the acceptance I felt was immediate. Yes! I thought this was just what I needed. 

As well as being a career move, this was a geographical move too. I needed a change but never thought I would move from all I knew and loved. It was hard, harder than I had anticipated. The job had become my anchor in my new life. I was trying to build a life here, to leave him and the past behind and become the person I knew I was meant to be, the woman I was meant to be. I worked hard to move beyond my past, not deny it, but work through it. This was my life I was creating.

The atmosphere at the office was friendly and open. I had never had much trouble making friends and I fit in rather quickly. My co-workers were more than generous with their time at the office, as well as their home lives. I was invited to dinners and weekend gatherings at their homes. These people were warm, honest and caring, and the feeling of acceptance was real and heartwarming.  

There were a few people at the office with who I had become very close to in a short time. I loved when that happened in life; as though all paths and choices lead right to each other. That was the feeling I had with him. He was an officer of the company and to be corny, not only was he an officer but a gentleman too. He treated me as an equal, not just within the company, but in life too. He was more than few years my senior, married, his children grown with their own children. I was single and had no children. On the face of things one would have thought we would not have had much in common to become such great friends, but we became just that. He was kind and giving, not to mention very intelligent and fun. Qualities I admired in people and felt I had too. We were drawn to each other the first day, as co-workers. Although I have to admit, I was drawn to him personally as well that day, there was something about him that made me feel. 

It was his kindness, his sweet gentle loving nature. He would use words like darling and sweetheart at the office, but they never seemed out of place or condescending, quite the opposite in fact. From him, it was endearing and warm. My feelings were simple; I liked him very much. One day each in our own offices and busy on the phone I needed to discuss an issue with him. I used the interoffice computer messaging system; our office “Yahoo” of sorts. I buzzed him asking for a few minutes of his time when he was available. We accomplished our discussion rather quickly and the “conversation” drifted in and out to other things, as friends would tend to do. This was the first time we “spoke” to each other not face to face, or voice to voice. These messaging systems can create an atmosphere that lets one speak quite openly, as we all know out here on the web. Sometimes the conversations could yield rather interesting results.

That was just what happened that day between us. With our work discussion completed our chat turned more personal. He asked a few intimate questions, I answered, as I felt close enough to him so there was no thought of not responding. Trust was not an issue with him, that was a given to me, it was something I just knew from the beginning. Not until he mentioned having special feelings did I become confused with our banter. 

“Well, I do have special feelings” he wrote.

“Oh” I responded, not really understanding about whom he was speaking.

“Did that hurt?” he asks.

“Did what hurt? What are you talking about John? You know I’m blonde! “ I respond with my typical quip to ease what had become and instant and growing tension inside me.

“Carolyn, I am trying to tell you that I have special feelings for you.” The words appeared on my screen and my breath caught, my mouth fell open and I swear my heart was beating at lightening speed.

“Oh” was all I could reply.

“I’m sorry Carolyn, I didn’t mean to step over a line here. I am sorry.” 

“No, umm, no that’s okay John. Umm well, I am surprised to hear this.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really!” 

“Oh” now it was his turn to be speechless I thought. To try to lighten the mood and frankly to get myself out of this before I was in too deep I replied,

“Did that hurt?” and added the familiar “lol”.

“Carolyn, I am serious. Can we meet this evening to talk?”

Well, that didn’t work the way I had hoped, or so I thought I hoped. I did want to meet him I realized. I did want him. I’d never felt this way for a man in my life and it was scary too. He was married! Unavailable. No, this wasn’t right. My head was spinning but I agreed to meet him. With butterflies in my stomach I went to meet him at the restaurant he had suggested. 

It was lovely place, but I was too nervous to really take it all in. We’d had dinner before but never alone and this restaurant seemed full of couples having a special dinner together, which only added to the tightness in my stomach. We had always been comfortable with each other, able to chat easily and banter with one another, but this was different. 

I was out of my comfort zone here and knew it. I was nervous, uncharacteristically nervous with him. The blush on my face was the visual give away, but my quietness was even more so, it actually spoke volumes. He tried to back off by talking of work. I was relieved, I thought. I didn’t know what I wanted or even what I was feeling, and when he touched my hand, so sweetly, so tenderly, my heart could have jumped out of my body and into his. My eyes sought his and I saw in them the depth of his feelings. I knew that because my eyes held the same feelings. I never set out to fall in love, much less to a married man; this was hardly what I needed in my life. 

His hand upon mine was sending a fire through me, the kind of fire that you want to burn for a long while before quenching it. His thumb gently caressing my hand, soft and smooth, slow and deliberate. My head was spinning, my insides were stirring, not typical feelings for me. My past had not been the kind that included many men and certainly not the wanting I was feeling just then. This was new, I was off balance and to recover that balance I was going to need some fancy footwork. 

“John, ummm, I am not sure what to say here. Perhaps we should just let this pass and keep our friendship, it means a great deal to me you know.” I was saying this as I tried to remove my hand from under his, except my hand didn’t move at all.

“Carolyn, I know I have shocked you. I’m sorry, well actually I’m not sorry. I’ve wanted to tell you for quite some time now. I thought you had feelings for me too.” He was so sure with his words, while I bumbled mine.

“I do, of course I have feelings for you. You are a lovely man. Very sweet and kind and have given me the warmest welcome and friendship I could have asked for, but John, your married!” There I had said it, finally able to take a breath now and listen to him, to find out just what this was about.

“Yes” he said quietly. “I am. I want you to know she is leaving. To be honest I am not upset about the breakup. I was faithful to her, although she was not. But even if we were not divorcing it wouldn’t change my feelings for you. You, Carolyn, my darlin’, have me thinking as I’ve never thought before.” His honesty was stunning. I knew he would never lie to me, that was something I just never had to worry about, for he is an honorable man.

“John I don’t know what to say. I am not sure what your are thinking or what I am thinking either!” I exclaimed, nervous but still needing to know the answer.

“I don’t know Carolyn, I just know I want to know you completely. To share myself with you and for you to share yourself with me, to be a part of your life always.”  What I saw was raw emotion. 

He held nothing back from me. I listened to everything he had to say. He told me about his beliefs, his wishes and desires, what his life had been like and what it was like now. I sat in stunned disbelief and silence. Here was this man, totally unavailable to me, and yet with each word he spoke I fell more deeply in love with him. My feelings took me by surprise, and no little surprise either; my feelings were so real and so physical. He had entered my heart and body that very moment.

When the waiter came with our order, there was a natural pause in our conversation, but not in our gaze. No, we couldn’t take our eyes off one another, nor did we want to. As we settled in to enjoy our meal, we chatted easily, I was thinking, this is the John I knew, I must have been imagining things before, we are just friends is all. Then I felt his hand upon my leg, and when I glanced up to him, he was leaning into me. Oh my insides turned to mush, what was happening? Before I could say a word, I felt his lips lightly touch mine, so tenderly. 

There was not a thought in my head now, only my reaction to his kiss, a tender, sweet kiss. My hand fell to his on my leg and he turned his over to hold my hand, fingers intertwined, gripping each other tightly. As we broke our kiss a soft small moan escaped me, and his hand reached to cup my cheek and he spoke.

“Carolyn, I love you. I want you. I need you.” Seemingly making it simple to say. 

My mouth opened to respond but no words came out. I was speechless. Actually I wanted to say, yes, I love you too, I want you too, and I need you too. But I couldn’t. It would have been the truth but I couldn’t say it. Not with words anyway. My lips touched his; I let my kiss speak for me.  

John placed his hand upon my cheek and softly caressed me as our kiss broke. The look in his eyes told me his passion as his other hand placed mine on his crotch. Now there was no doubt, I could feel his hardness and without rational thought began to rub him. My heart was beating so fast and my breath became short, I had shut my mind off to all the thinking in my mind. I just wanted him, to quench this fire and hunger I had for him.

“Darling I think we need to leave soon.” He whispered to me with a warm breath.

“Are you sure about this John, really sure. There is so much to consider……” His kiss cut me off, a deep thrilling kiss that I could feel to my toes.

“Does that answer your question? Or maybe this tells you the answer.” He placed his hand over mine so I could feel him grow harder. 

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” I giggled at him and as I stroked him more said, “Well, I am too!”

We were no longer hungry for our meals and knew it was time to leave, to be alone with one another. He said he would meet me at my home that he had a stop to make. I couldn’t believe what was happening or what was about to happen. I felt my desire and arousal deepen. As I drove I had the most interesting thoughts and was willing myself to carry them out. I would have some time at home before John arrived but would I be able to do it. I’d never felt so sensual in my life.

I heard his car pull into the driveway and knew soon we would be in each other’s arms. I had left the front door ajar so he would know to come right in; I heard it close behind him. He called my name and I said nothing. I let my setting speak for me. I had dimmed the lights in the living room and left my shoes there as well as one of my stockings. I knew he got the message as he entered my bedroom carrying all my clothing that I had left as a trail for him to follow. 

I laughed when he saw me lying in bed, waiting for him, because he dropped my garments in a heap on the floor and came to me diving onto the bed grabbing me into an embrace.

“John, you didn’t treat my clothing very well.” I was laughing more now.

“I’ll show you what I think of your clothing later darlin’, just as long as they are all off now.” His eyes were penetrating me with desire and I wanted him just as much. 

“I think I got everything off but you may want to check for yourself.” I lifted the sheet up for his eyes to take me in. His hand reached out to touch my face so tenderly.

“Sweet Carolyn, you are so beautiful. I want you so much.” His words were as tender as his kiss as I whispered that I wanted him too and needed to get his clothes off and quickly.

We both began taking his clothing off in such a hurry; there was no seduction to it just lust and desire driving us. We made love that night over and over again. As we woke in each other’s arms I giggled when I pulled his shirt out from under the covers.

“Seems we were in a bit of a hurry sweetheart.” I threw his shirt onto the pile of my clothing he had dumped on the floor last night. 

“I wonder what else is under here.”  John lifted the sheet and came down upon me with his whole body kissing me hard on the mouth stifling my laughter. It would be hours later when we would wake and make a mad dash to the office, where this had all begun.



At The Office



I was expecting him to show up that day, we had an appointment after all, so it really was no surprise when my secretary buzzed my office to let me know she was sending him up. He was the first man I'd had an affair with. I thought things were long over between us, the last time I'd seen him, just a few weeks prior, he'd hardly even hugged me, much less shown any interest in the way things had been between us. 

Today, he walked into my office, shut the door behind him, dropped his computer bag beside my desk and walked to where I was sitting tilted back in my office chair, hard at work. I looked up to smile and tell him to sit down I'd be done with what I was working on in just a moment. I never got the chance, he placed his hands on either side of my chair, leaned me back farther, nearly causing the chair to flip. I reached up and grabbed his arms, pure reflex reaction on my part, but as I touched him, I remembered why I liked holding onto his strong upper arms, I lightly dug my nails into his arms as he dropped his head and kissed me. 

After a very brief moment, he stood up, walked around my desk and sat down. "Well, hello to you too," I stammered.

"Sorry, but I wanted to do that last time I saw you and didn't dare, I was sure you'd slap me, and this time, I just couldn't resist."

"Have I ever slapped you? In all the years we've known each other?"

"No, but you did tell me you didn't want to see me, or rather, you weren't interested in spending any extra-curricular time with me anymore, I figured I might get slapped for it, but didn't care."

"I wouldn't slap you, you know that." I placed my wireless keyboard back on my desk and swiveled around to give him my full attention. I grabbed the papers I needed to show him and tried to turn things back to the reason he was really here. "I wanted your advice on these, if you don't mind that is," I said as I handed them to him. 

"Sure, no problem," he glanced through them briefly and put them down on my desk. "So, you say you wouldn't slap me, does that mean if I did it again you still wouldn't slap me?"

I rolled my eyes a little, and smirked at him. I thought he was joking. I held out my hands to him and said, "Here, you can hold onto them to make sure I don't."

He was quickly out of his chair and back around my desk, he grabbed my hands with his, and pinned me back to my chair as he leaned over me again as he kissed me. He let go of my hands, and put his hands on either side of my head, holding me still while he ravaged my mouth. When I whimpered, he pulled back and smiled, "I love it when you do that." I suppose he was expecting me to pull away, and to be honest, it was what I intended to do, but he lulled me in with his kiss. Moments later he was again kissing me breathless as one hand dipped down into my silk shirt to find my breast. He began unbuttoning my shirt before I realized exactly what he was doing.

"Ummm, you know there are other people here in the office, right?" I knew that the office 2 doors down from me was occupied and that several of our technicians were out in the warehouse, just outside my door. Anyone could walk in at anytime, if they wanted to. I figured this statement would stop him, that he'd be worried about someone catching us, but instead it just seemed to inspire him to speed up his actions.

He had my shirt unbuttoned in no time, and had my bra pushed down out of his way. He dipped his head and began sucking each of my nipples, and cupping and teasing the one he wasn't licking or sucking at the moment. I sighed with pleasure, as it occurred to me, I should stop him, if for no other reason, my body still hasn't figured out I'm not breastfeeding, and is still producing milk, not a lot, but some. I really had no idea how he might react. I shouldn't have wasted the time worrying, he seemed to be enjoying himself quite thoroughly. 

I let my mind go, trying not to think of my coworkers just outside the door, and the possibility of being caught. He kissed me again, and I felt his hands begin working at my jeans, trying take them off while I was still sitting in my chair. I lifted my hips, allowing him to slide them down to my ankles. 

I instinctively moved to cover my mid-section, I'm still carrying around some of my baby fat, and my stomach isn't as flat as it once was. He pulled my hands away, cupped my face, and whispered, "You are beautiful, why don't you see that?"

He pulled me up out of the chair, never breaking the kiss, I tangled my fingers in his hair, holding on as tightly as I could. He reached down and within seconds, his pants were in a pile on the floor. He kicked them out of the way. I leaned back against my desk, and he pulled my knee up to hook it over his arm, and he rubbed his dick into my pussy, feeling how wet I was, how ready I was. He pushed me back farther onto my desk, until I was laying back over it, and swiftly he spread my legs farther apart, and entered me in one stroke. I put my hand in my mouth to keep from crying out. He pulled completely out, and was back in again in another stroke. He continued at his lazy pace for a minute, slowly driving me insane. Sensing my urgency, and laughing as I reached down and began furiously rubbing my clit trying to find my own release, he sped up his thrusts. He watched with obvious pleasure as I brought myself to climax, and then grabbed onto the desk for support as my body quivered through my orgasm. 

Just then, I heard someone coming up the stairs to where my office was. "Someone's coming," I said as I tried to sit up. 

"Not just yet," he said as he pushed me down onto the desk again and began pounding himself into me. I kept an anxious eye on the door, trying to hear if someone was coming to my door. The footsteps stopped down the hall a few doors down, but didn't go in. 

He reached up, and grabbed my chin, forcing my eyes off the door and onto his face. He looked me right in the eyes, "I want your undivided attention when I cum inside you."

I nodded my head, and began to meet his every thrust. In almost no time, he grabbed my hips and pulled me even tighter to him, and I felt him cum deep inside me. My muscles tightened as I felt myself nearing another orgasm, I reached down to help it along, but he beat me to it, he reached down and rubbed my clit for just a few seconds before I was once again writing through another orgasm. 

The footsteps resumed outside my door, coming closer. I pushed him backwards, and grabbed my jeans and thong off the floor and pulled them up as quickly as possible. My fingers fumbled as I tried to rebutton my shirt and adjust my bra at the same time. I failed pretty miserably, but I got my shirt buttoned, just as the person knocked on my door. I looked over, and saw that he had just finished putting his pants back on, and he sad down in the chair, as if we'd never done anything but discuss business.

"Come in" I called. I know my face had to be flushed, and I'm not sure how I carried on a stable conversation as my co-worker stood there and discussed a project with me. He finally handed me papers, and walked back out the door and down the stairs. 

I looked at him, and laughed. "Don't laugh too hard, your face is awful red," he said.

I sat down on his lap, kissed him, and then stood up and walked around to my side of the desk again. "Now, about those papers…" I tried. The panic of almost getting caught, the thrill of it all is just too much for me though. "I'm sorry. I'm done for the day, take those with you, I'll call you next week, deal?"

"Sure thing. I can always drop them back by here for you," he said as he winked at me.

I watched as he grabbed his computer bag and let himself out of the office. I couldn't move, I was too amazed at what we'd just done, and how very close we'd come to getting caught. It was such a high. I think next time I'll make sure there aren't any co-workers around.



At The Office



I opened the door to his office and took a deep breath, closing it quietly behind me as I spotted him behind his desk. Stopping for a moment to reinforce myself and flip the lock on the door, I walked slowly to where he sat behind his large cherry wood desk. 

He was on the phone as I moved beside him, he glanced up at me...smiled a little smile, then dismissed me for a moment and continued his conversation to the supplier.

Pulling the chair back from the desk a bit I moved, smiling playfully as he again looked at me, this time a little puzzled. I made enough room for myself to shimmy in and hop up onto the desk top right in front of him.

He looked up into my eyes, taking in my little white blouse, my knee length skirt, the high black patent heels that I had slipped on this morning when I first came up with this idea.

I leaned back and parted my legs a little; he kind of stuttered a little, but not really looking and continued his conversation.

I brought my hands up and opened the top button of my blouse, then the next...and the next, my eyes locked with his as I reached the bottom. 

'What are you doing?!?!' he hissed at me, covering the mouthpiece of his phone for a moment before having to go back to the conversation.

I merely smiled and gradually pulled open the sides of my blouse, showing him that I wasn't wearing a bra. I sat up straight and ran my hands slowly up my body, I cupped my full breasts in my hands, pulling and pinching my nipples lightly, letting him watch as my nipples got puckered and hard. 

He stumbled over his words, his mouth slightly agape as I lifted one to my lips and darted my tongue out to touch the tip of my dark pink nipple, then to the other. I bit back a moan as I felt the wet heat of my tongue.

His eyes were huge as he pushed his hand through his short dark hair. I leaned back again and slowly spread my legs. I pulled my short skirt all the way up. His eyes moved down and he almost choked on his words as the sight of my almost completely shaved and completely bare pussy came into view.

I scooted up a bit closer and put my feet on the arms of his chair, spreading myself wide open to his surprised eyes. I ran my finger tip slowly down my body, over my breasts, circling my areola as I moved to my tummy...then the small patch of hair above my pussy. I teased through it then dropped my hand, running my fingertips up and down the lips of my sex very slowly, taunting myself.

I moaned low and pushed my fingers inside. I could feel the walls of my pussy contract around them, feel my warm wet juices slowly seeping out.

I let my knees flop open and pushed into myself harder. In and out...watching his face change as he stared at my hand. I started to move my hips, lifting them against my hand. I pulled my fingers out as I looked into his eyes and dragged them up to my lips, sucking them inside my mouth. 

I reached down and took his free hand and put it against my sex as I licked and sucked on my fingers. He didn't resist as I started to move his fingers up and down my folds, flicking them lightly over my clit...then pushing them inside me.

I used his hand to bring me higher...his voice was getting deeper, his breathing almost labored as he talked and tried to sound like nothing was happening. He watched his fingers moving then started to move them himself. Exploring me, pulling my lips open, and brushing his thumb over my hard little clit.

I pulled one foot out of my shoe, laughing quietly as it made a loud 'bang' on the floor. He covered the noise saying he dropped his stapler. 

I moved my foot to the now prominent bulge in his slacks. 

He bit his lip as he agreed to whatever the person on the other end was saying. He kept fingering me while I ran my toes over his cock through the pants. I moaned, louder than I intended as he rubbed me inside. Finding that special spot as I lifted my hips against his hand.

"Oh...umm....that's just the radio...you were saying?" He pushed his fingers deeper.

I moved my hands to my breasts, pulling and pinching my nipples as he brought me closer and closer, his fingers slowly and knowingly finding all the good spots as he moved them inside me. My foot traveled up and down his hard cock, rubbing and teasing him.

"Sorry," I heard him breathlessly apologize to the person on the phone, "Something has just come up that requires my immediate attention...I'll have to call you back."

With that, he hung up and his head was between my thighs before the phone was back on the cradle.

I moaned as his hot tongue flicked over me, sucked and licked until I was moaning loudly. My hands on the back of his head, tangled in his short hair while my hips bucked up and down on the desktop, I cried out loudly as he flicked harder and harder over my clit, faster and faster until I came nice and hard. My body shook for a moment, jerked as I ground my wet pussy against his lips, coating his mouth in my juices.

He stood and had his cock out before I was recovered. He pushed into me hard, lifting me a little bit and gripping my hips, burying his hard cock inside me with one hard stroke.

I moaned and reached up, grabbing the edge of the desk to anchor myself as he pounded into me, hard and fast. I came again, milking his cock with my muscles as the sound of his skin hitting mine filled the office. I moaned as his cum filled balls slapped against my ass again and again.

It was hard and fast, animalistic, His fingers dug into my hips as he slammed into me over and over. I lifted my hips and met his cadence as we fucked... just fucked in perfect synchronicity. 

His mouth locked on my nipples, he bit down lightly as he pounded a little slower, a little deeper then moved to kiss me. He gripped my shoulders for leverage and slammed into me so deep I came again moaning loudly into his mouth, and I caught his groans as he exploded, pumping into me, grunting through his own release. His strokes became short and erratic as he emptied himself, filling me. 

I could feel his cock twitch and pulse as his fingertips dug into my shoulders hard.

He slowed the kiss and deepened it, then pulled back, I felt his cock slowly softening and receding from my body as he looked down at me,

"Mmm..." he licked his lips and grinned, "Damn baby...tell me you take dictation too." 



At the Office – She Sends Pics



I'm on my way to my office on a regular day off. I need to catch up on a little work. 

As I arrive and get out of my car, I see a fellow employee pull up beside me. It is Cynthia. As soon as she gets out of her car my eyes are drawn to her. It is a day off so neither of us is in our usual professional clothing. Instead of coat and tie I am in shorts and polo-style shirt, and even my sandals versus shoes. She has on short shorts and a rather tight blouse. As Cynthia gets closer I can't help but catch more than a glimpse of her cleavage flashing out of that scoop neckline of her shirt. 

Okay, I've had a look at her more than once in the office when she wears a nice skirt or pantsuit, but never to the point of ogling. I think I'm ogling this morning. 

I unlock the door for the both of us and ask, "So what are you doing here on such a beautiful non-work day?"

"I suppose I could ask you the very same question." She smiles up at me as I wave her into the building. "Why thank you."

"Yes, I'm sure the answer is the same for both of us, catching up a little."

"Yeah, I need to do a few things. Have reports due this coming week." Cynthia says as she walks by me and I do a bit more ogling at her taut backside as it wiggles on inside the building.

"Well, don't work too hard," I say as I go straight to my office down one end of the hall and she goes the other way a few doors down.

As soon as I get to my desk I open my computer, check my mail and find I have among a hundred other work related e-mails waiting on me, there is one from my, well, should I call her my on-line erotica writing buddy, Carol. It arrived just twenty minutes ago, as I was on the way here to the office.

I open her e-mail and it reads... "I know you said you may be working on your day off today and I probably should not have sent this to your work address, but I took a chance you may just want to see the present I made for you. Click on the attachment and I hope I get a smile out of you...or something much bigger!" There were several smiling and winking emoticons trailing down to the attachment. Carol has never sent me an attachment before. It must be more of her exceptionally erotic writing, I think. But then I notice it is a jpeg file and not a Word document.

Suddenly my heart starts to pump faster. I feel myself getting warm all over.

I lean into my monitor and click on the file.

OMG!!

My jaw drops. My eyes bulge. 

There Carol lies on a couch, on her stomach but she is naked as the day she was born, as naked as the night we first made love in my mind on-line. (...okay we have cyber-chatted between a couple of our writing critique sessions!) I can hardly believe it! My mind races a million miles an hour and all I want right then is to get to her and be with her in the most lustful and intimate way. 

I am already hard and straining against my khaki shorts with my right hand still on the mouse as my left hand drops under my desk. My cock swells as my mind races ahead of what is already displayed on the screen before my eyes. I can hear my own breath quicken as I stroke myself through my shorts. My eyes are fixed on the screen studying the image in detail before I finally take a breath and reach for my keyboard to reply.

I type... "This was a big surprise! You are one sexy lady! And...mmm...you look so good. I am so hard for you. I keep looking at the picture and even just seeing your cute bared butt cheeks I visualize my hard cock sliding between them. There are only a couple of people in the office today, but if they only knew what I was doing to myself here at my desk. Thank you! Thank you dearly." 

I hit the 'Send' button and sit back in my high-baked office chair. I stare at Carol's mostly nude picture for a few moments more before I take a big breath and click off the image and her e-mail. 

I try and work on my spreadsheets and presentations, the most unsexy things you can imagine. But even several minutes later I still find myself with a hard-on. For the next half hour or so I continue to swell, tingle, and throb. I savor the sensations, but as much as I want to masturbate right there at my desk I am able to hold off somehow. 

That is until I hear the familiar 'ding' of an incoming e-mail.

No sooner do I click back into my mail account and I see Carol's name in my Inbox. I feel the moisture leak from the tip of my cock head and trickle down my thigh inside my shorts.

I open her e-mail..."You have a problem at work huh? Maybe you shouldn't work on a day off." 

I smile. 

I reply..."I haven't gotten a thing done. I can barely think straight. You have me so wound up!" 

So here I sit at my desk, my computer monitor in front of me, day dreaming about Carol. Yes, I am so thoroughly turned on! Damn am I ever turned on! I've found my brain in over-drive all week thinking of the sexiest ways to please this woman virtually. I feel my cock continue to grow as I become more aroused. I am so hard that I find myself instinctively rubbing my erection against the inside of my pants. 

I almost immediately hear another 'ding' out of my computer. 

With a sense of urgency, I lean up in my desk chair and click on the next e-mail from Carol.

Her words..."You want to see more? Take a look at these."

I smile and raise an eyebrow as I see four or five more file attachments...jpegs!

I click on the first image. 

Damn! It's a shot of her on the same couch but now she is laying back her front exposed, her breasts bared to my view. I click on the next image and it's a closer view of her top half. I can clearly see her nipples are hard and standing tall! 

My mouth waters as my cock stiffens even further.

I click on the next file and immediately another colorful image begins to form on my monitor. I blink at first not understanding what I'm seeing. Then...oh my gosh! It's a full view close-up of her pussy. She calls it her 'girl'. Her bush is non-existent, no mass of dark curly pubic hair like my wife. Carol is bare and clean except for that little thin 'landing strip' up top. In the very next shot her hand reaches down and two fingers slide down her slit where she holds it open. 

My cock throbs involuntarily as I get a full view of the pink slit. It's obvious it is damp, too. The pink is shiny and glistening. I have always known myself to be a considerably naughty voyeur, but watching my on-line lover appear image after sexy image on my computer is seriously be the biggest solo turn on I have ever had. Back in college my masturbation sessions usually involved a lot of girlie magazines. Of course, like most of us horny college guys that used to jack off over a slick paper fantasy we've all graduated to wanking to a face and body of a woman on a computer screen. 

I am drooling now. I am hard, so hard that it hurts. I know I have to do something about it. I also know I am taking a huge chance here but I am truly thinking with the wrong head. I literally want to rip my clothes off. But in compromise I slide the zipper down on my shorts, reach in, and take out my cock and start to masturbate. I am so turned on that it all seems to make sense as here I am jacking off in my office, in the middle of the morning and not even thinking twice about my co-worker I came in with this morning just a couple offices down the hall.

I give it a stroke and then another. I finally push back in the chair and slide my other hand down the waistband of my boxers and down they go. I reach down with a finger and touch the pre-cum on the head of my penis. I smear the clear liquid all over until the swollen purplish head is shiny as the glistening pink of her pussy. I know I shouldn't, but I can't stop myself. With my manhood in my hand I watch as the next picture of my naked on-line lover appears on the screen.

Carol is sucking on the end of her vibrator, the vibey she talks about using late at night while we chat on-line. 

My head is suddenly high in the stratosphere. Both of them are actually! My eyes close in pure pleasure. 

I can feel Carol's mouth make its way down my hard shaft kissing me every inch of the way. My hips arch up to meet her wanting more. She understands what I need and what my manhood wants. Soon her lovely mouth is engulfing my length. She is sucking my hard shaft, rubbing her tongue on the tip while in her mouth. I hear myself in my head screaming out in pleasure. In reality I'm nearly holding my breath and biting my lip to hold back from making any noise at all.

Damn, I want to be inside her for real. But I also wanted to taste her. I want to lick that sweet pussy I see on my monitor with my hot eager tongue. 

I open my eyes just enough to see the wet pinkness of her 'girl' come into view. I lean up, stick my pointed tongue out toward the screen and close my eyes once more. 

I lap at her womanhood. It tastes as delicious as I knew it would.

I can swear I smell her musky aroma and man she smells so good!

The only thing better than how she smells is the way she tastes. She is absolutely delectable!

As I lick toward her picture on the screen I swear I can really feel the tip of my tongue flick her pussy, between those deliciously wet lips and on into deeper still. I fluttered my tongue through her labia and up across her clitoris. I can so taste her sweet feminine juices.

I want more! 

I find myself practically climbing up on top of my desk as I hunch closer still, leaning forward with my face touching the computer screen. At the same time, with my hard cock in my left hand I imagine myself guiding it into her hot waiting pussy. I know it is physically impossible to place my tongue and cock in one woman's pussy at the same time, but in my oversexed mind I have done that more often than I can count. 

Man, Carol's pussy is so hot, it virtually burns both my tongue and my cock and it feel absolutely fantastic!

I sense Carol moving her body up closer as I plunge in and out of her wet pussy. Her hands are on my head and my hips, pulling both my pointed tongue and steel hard shaft harder and deeper into her still.

I am about to cum so I quicken my pace. I know I am about to cum. My cock is about to explode but I try to hold back to prolong the pleasure.

As my tongue and cock move together in my lover in total rhythm, I can feel Carol about to cum, too. 

Then...

I hear footsteps outside my office door. I hold my breath. 

My eyes are still clamped shut and the nakedness and warmth of Carol is still before me. I am so glad I thought to shut and lock the door before I started this somewhat illicit masturbation session. I begin to stroke my cock and tongue into her waiting luscious body again...

Then the door handle to my office jiggles.

My eyes shoot open and I see the door actually start to open.

What? I know I locked it!

But no sooner do I sit back in my desk chair than my door opens all the way and in walks Cynthia.

"Don, I'm sick of working this report over an over only to be missing data. I'll never get this thing done by Tuesday." She continues right on in and plops herself down in one of the two chairs I have sitting in front of my desk.

I hunch up as close to my desk as I possibly can. My shorts and briefs are still down at my ankles as once again that morning I can't help but look at Cynthia. She has both bare feet up on the seat and has wrapped her arms around her legs. The short shorts she is wearing come up really high and right before my eyes she is exposing her underwear to me. They are plain white, but other than that there was nothing plain about the view.

Neither is there anything plain about the heated and tenuous situation I am in. I am bare butt in my office chair with a raging hard on. I am glad there is a large wooden desk between us. For I know if I look down right now I'll see my cock with its one eye looking back up at me. 

Cynthia sits there caressing her bare shins as she rants on, "I have to have another couple of days on this thing. I can't get it done even if I were to work through the entire weekend."

Its then I realize my computer screen is still on and the picture of Carol's hot moist pussy is staring me right in the face. I can feel my hard cock throbbing under my desk. I so want to reach down and rub it, but I also don't want Cynthia to know I am masturbating while she is sitting right in front of me.

"So, do you think I can get an extension?" I hear her voice but I still am distracted by the total focus on Carol's body and the stiff rod between my legs. "Well, Don, what do you think?"

Finally I look her in the eye.

Cynthia is looking at me as seriously as I've ever seen a look on that pretty face. She literally has no idea what I've been doing and more that am sitting here with my penis fully erect only six feet in front of her. Its throbbing so hard I feel it nearly waving between my legs. I need to cum so badly.

I swallow hard. "Uh, I agree, and well, let's plan on giving the client a call Monday morning." I almost felt guilty about being this horny right now in front of a coworker that is, until I glance over at my monitor again and see the half picture of Carol behind the juicy pussy pic. I can see Carol's face. She is smiling and looks so absolutely sexy. She is the one that got me hard and now almost has me to the point of cumming. 

It is Carol I am so hard for and want to cum all over. 

"I'll call. I'll call Monday, Cynthia." I hope she cannot hear the breathiness in my voice.

"Thanks, Don. I really appreciate it." Cynthia says as she gets up. 

I suddenly start and nearly jump back at her sudden move. But I quickly catch myself and slide up as far into the desk as I can, hoping nothing at all was noticeable. She turns and walks toward the door.

I almost let out a gasp of relief as she is leaving.

As she reaches for the door handle I find myself looking back at Carol on my screen and move my hand between me and the desk reaching for my pulsing hard on. I swear I am to the point my cum is near the tip of my cock and ready to explode.

But then Cynthia stops and looks back at me. I instinctively bring my hand up on top of my desk so she doesn't get suspicious. 

"I'll see you later then. And Don you are the greatest, really." The woman says with a smile. The look I know isn't meant to be seductive but with the condition I am in it still causes my cock to twitch and hit the underside of my desk drawer.

I wince in pain as she turns and walks out of my office. 

I don't even wait for her to completely shut my office door before I reach my left hand under my desk and start rubbing my cock again. Even my nipples are rock hard by now and I reach under my shirt to play with one as I stroke my cock sitting back in my chair. Tiny electric sparks shoot from my tweaked nipple directly south. It only takes a few strokes before I can feel myself ready to cum. 

I grit my teeth so I won't hopefully have a chance to make a sound. 

I squelch back the longest groan I have ever had as the longest orgasm in so very long grips me. My hips thrust up into my fist and one after another the volleys of ejected cum spray everywhere. Every couple of thrusts and my cock head hits the underside of my desk drawer. I feel the pain but the pleasure of the climax outweighs anything else. 

I finally collapse back in my desk chair and lay my head back.

When I open my eyes I am looking downward and can see under my desk...the cum really is everywhere! Some must have squirted up and as now it is dripping from the bottom of my desk drawer back onto my hand and very slowly wilting cock. The rest lay in a puddle on the floor between my feet.

Moments later when I regain enough composure Carol and I exchanged a couple more e-mails...

I wrote to her..."Hi Girl, sorry I was away so long. Um, but I came so fast and so hard I couldn't type. I'm back now! :)"

Wasn't a few seconds later when I got back..."LOL!!!!! Well it is only natural. I have been teasing you all morning! And to be honest, mmm, I could see it and feel it throbbing for me. In fact, I already came, too. I came so hard I squirted here in my chair for you! *wink* **blush**



At the Office with Aunty



When I was in my early twenties I worked for my Aunt and Uncle in a small electronics firm. Most days, it was only me and I my Aunt Peggy in the office. Aunt Peggy was a very attractive woman. About 5' 1" with very large firm breasts a small waist and very cute bubble butt that shimmered when she bounced around the office. She often wore very pretty dresses to work. Her dressed varied greatly in design but she regularly wore ones that exposed her beautiful milky white cleavage.

Aunt Peggy was the kind of woman that knew she was admired for her cleavage and was not afraid to show it off. Most days in the office she caught me looking down her dress to catch a better look at her plump tits. She would always look up and smile. I could tell by her look that she knew that I was a young horny guy that loved big boobs.

One day in early summer Aunt Peggy wore a very sheer dress to the office. She came in alone explaining that my Uncle was home sick. I often looked to see her panty lines and bra as she walked through the office. Today I noticed that she did not have on a slip and her underwear were the high cut French type. She normally wore the "granny panties". The lack of a slip allowed perfect view of her silhouette when she stood in front of the windows.

Later that day while we worked together on a project I noticed that she was wearing one of the shelf bras. The kind that exposed the top of her breast. When she bent over I could see her pink nipples protruding from the bra. Through out the day she seemed to tease me more and more. I noticed her looking at my crotch to see if I was getting and erection. This continued teasing had me at full mast! I noticed that Aunt Peggy's face was a bit flush too.

Towards the late afternoon, she sat at her desk. Our work areas faced each other. I had full view of her legs when she put them on the desk. I normally tried to get a peek up her dress but she regularly crossed her legs. Today she had her legs slightly open enough for me to see that her white panties were soaking wet. The sight of this make my cock twitch inside my pants. After a few minutes I started to form a wet spot in the front of my pants.

Aunt Peggy continued to make small talk and looked at me in a much different way then usual. She remarked that she had been having pain in her neck and back. I took this comment to immediately walk over to her desk and start to rub her neck and back.

Once my hands started to massage her, I could feel the sexual tension build even further. Now that I was standing behind her I could see down her dress. I smelled a faint wiff of her excited pussy. I was worried to go any further. What if she got mad? As I rubbed her neck she seemed to drift off in pleasure so I decided to slowly work to her shoulders and advance my hands further forward with each stroke. Once I had started rubbing the upper part of her chest she let out a small moan. I reached down unbutton her dress a bit more this let her tits nearly fall out the front of her dress. She seemed to be in such deep pleasure that I decided to make my move and reach down and massage her boobs through the her now exposed bra. She didn't even flinch. I continued to rub her for about 15 minutes when she leaned forward and unfastened her bra. This freed her big breasts from the bra. I reached around and cupped them in my hand and playfully pinched the nipples. Viewing her massive tits almost made me cum in my pants. Aunt Peggy continued to allow me to massage her for another 10 minutes or so. I didn't want this opportunity to touch these soft white tits to end. 

Just then she sat up in the chair and spun around. Since I was standing behind her she was now waist high to my crotch. I could see in her eyes that she wanted more and all her inhibitions were now gone.

She told me that she had seen me masturbate in the bathroom aat work one day. Since that day she had wanted to see and touch my cock. She quickly unbuttoned my pants and pulled them to the floor. She then lowered her lips on to the tip of my raging cock. Her soft warm lips were almost too much for me to handle. I nearly came right way. With her free hand she massaged my balls, rolling them around like a sack of marbles. After a few minutes she motioned for me to open my legs wider. I was ready to collapse already but complied with her request. She took her mouth off my cock long enough to get her fingers wet with my ejaculate. She then started to rub behind my balls on my scrotum. She then inserted her middle finger into my asshole. The sensation was too much for me to take. I immediately had a very large orgasm filling her mouth full of cum. She continued to suck on my cock until my orgasm was over all the while probing my asshole even deeper now with two fingers. 

By now Aunt Peggy's dress was pulled down over her shoulder to her waist. He large breasts hung naturally with erect nipples. I want to return the favor and asked her to move from the chair to the desk. I then pull her dress off as she lifted her self on to the table top. I then took the position at the chair and motioned for Peggy to lift her knees up. When she did I slid her panties over her hips and on to the floor. I could now fully see her pussy, ripe and wet. I buried my face into her cunt and used my free hands to spread he lips wide open. This revealed her swollen clitoris. I proceeded to suck on her clit. I could feel her muscles contract as she neared orgasm. After a few minutes I buried my tongue deep into her pussy. I Felt her start to spasm with orgasm. 

I wanted to lick her pussy for ever. It tasted so good and pleasuring her was such a turn on. As she came her big natural tits shimmered as her body shook. 

After her orgasm slowed a bit she told me that she wanted to feel me inside of her. She then turned over and presented her pussy to me from behind. I stroked my cock for a minute to regain my erection. I then buried the tip in her pussy. She loudly moaned and arched her back. I had no trouble pushing the rest of my cock into her pussy as it was dripping wet. I made sure to pound her pussy hard from behind. With each stroke he white bubble butt shimmered and bounced. The sight of this was too much to handle. As I continued to fuck her from behind I reach around to squeeze her big beautiful natural tits. After a few minutes I could feel her orgasm contract around my cock. This tightening made me cum right away. I filled her pussy full and staid inside of until I became limp and fell out. I used my hand to feel her pussy from behind and rub the cum all over it. She loved the feeling of the wetness rubbed all over her asshole and pussy.

We kissed passionately for about 10 minutes afterwards. We continued to have an affair for a few years. Always waiting for an opportunity to be alone in the office.



At the Office With Master



My Master was returning from a business trip and I was looking forward to welcoming him home. His flight was late and he rushed in to the house only long enough to change clothes and leave for the city. He had smiled and run his fingers under the silk robe I wore. “Lovely.” My husband of two years sighed and backed away regretfully. “But I must go now.”

Alone, I fingered the black leather collar I had been wearing. It matched the wide padded cuffs that buckled around my wrists and ankles. Each had two iron rings imbedded in the sturdy leather.

It had been two weeks and I hadn’t touched myself, or entered the ‘Game Room’ since he’d left. Now I wanted to cry. Instead I picked up the black iron key, and a portable headset telephone and stalked up the stairs. In my dressing room I dropped the robe and stood before the mirror in my dressing room. Long tapered legs and full hips below the black leather corset. Plump white breasts with unusual cone shaped nipples rested on the top of the stiff garment.  I thought of my plan and smiled, my hands running gently over the velvet smooth surface, and teasing the rubbery, ultra sensitive tips to hard pink peaks. 

Using the hidden door, she entered the Game Room and looked around. The huge bed waited with its four thick posts, each studded with heavy iron rings in several places. There was a black leather bench about four feet long, a matching recliner and a big screen TV. As usual there was a fire laid in the stone hearth and I lit it with a long match. I slipped a tape into the VCR and smiled as I watched my beloved chain me to the bed frame. 

For a few moments I was enchanted as I watched him fuck my ass for the second time ever. I remembered how he had left me plugged, and filled with hot soapy water while he went and ate a leisurely breakfast. Then forced me to use the toilet in front of him. Then he chained me, whipped me and fucked me until I screamed. The pleasure had been unbelievable, and just seeing it again made my center go liquid and hot.

By now I knew the things he loved, just as he knew what made me wild with desire. Now the test would be to see if I could do it alone. Going into the bath, I filled the outsize enema bag and hung it high on a sturdy hook. Master loved water games. Then I opened the glass-fronted cabinet on the wall and took out the various toys I would need. Dailing my husbands private office, I sighed when his deep voice answered.

“Darling, am I interrupting?”

“No love. I’m waiting for a fax that I have to sign, then I’ll be right home.”

“Perhaps I can entertain you while you wait?”

“You have my permission to do anything you like.” There was a smile in his voice. “Just describe it in great detail, I’ll put you on the speaker phone. I wish to leave my hands free.”

“My robe is off already. The corset is holding my breasts high and my waist tight. I have the video of our first morning game in. My poor asshole was so sore that morning and I wish I had a video of you taking my virginity there the night before. In that filthy porn theatre – where you let the patrons fuck me into oblivion – where you let them stuff their cocks into every hole until I passed out.

My master had given his permission to do anything I liked. I knew he hated blunt launguage and sexual terms. He preferred to couch his most violent sexuallity in almost Victorian terms and rules. So this was my tiny revenge. Cocks instead of manhoods – asshole instead of bottom. He would probably punish me later. I hoped so.

“Then you showed me the game room. A gift to me. A gift that keeps on giving. I think I’ll use the tiny rubber flogger first. You know how I hate that. All those little rubber threads with the knots in the ends hurt like hell when you use them on my brea….tits. Yes. I’ll use it first and get it out of the way. My breasts are extra sensitive and you know that, but you lash them anyway. I kiss the nasty little thing and drag the nasty little strands over my nipples. I’m standing in front of the mirror and watching ass my tits seem to swell in anticipation. The nipples are so hard they hurt. All pink and drawn up tight. I… (gasp)… I strike twice and realize that you use a lot less force than I just did.”

“Damn! My poor tits… look at the tears in my eyes…” I almost laugh even as the tears fall.  I have renewed respect for the control he uses when he disciplines me. “You take such good care of me, my love. My tit’s are striped and I don’t think the marks will fade as fast as when you do it. But I know the rules. Ten for each breast, just half as hard. (swish….swish) Damn that hurts. The lashes hit the welts that I just raised and I wish I was tied up right about now. Helpless and under your power.” 

I stood straighter and resisted the urge to hit the leather corset instead. My Master would know because I had turned on all the cameras, including the ones in the bathroom. I finished the whipping and kept up my commentary as well as I could. 

“This is …sob… hard. I can’t go to my sub-space. I can’t just turn myself over to my Master and let you make me scream… as I fall…(sob)  knowing you will catch me…”

“I’m taking off the corset because I know it will interfere with what comes next. I already filled the big bag and it’s hanging in the bathroom waiting. I have the special butt plug – the one that expands – too. I kneal and kiss the nozzel and plug. Did I ever ask how you got an enema set-up with an extra large nozzel. I’m using just a touch of lube because I can’t risk even that big old thing slipping out. I’m lying on my side on the floor, on the thick black bathmat with my top knee drawn up. I already lighted the candles and turned on the tapes of our special songs, very low.”

“(deep breaths) I push the nozzel deep and my ass muscles are clenching around it. It feels so good. One flip of the clamp and I (gasp) let the warn – very warm – water flow. I wish you were here to use your big, hard hands to massage my stomach. To ease more and more liquid in until I can’t hold anymore. My stomach fills and I have to rub away the hint of a cramp. I don’t think I can hold anymore, right now. I reach back, clamp the end and ease the thing out… ouch… for a moment it doesn’t want to come. In with the plug and…ah… push the little pump until it inflates.”

I stand and stretch until my legs loose the wobbly feeling. Then I clean the equipment with the special soap my lover insists on using. Then I fill the bag again while keeping up a continuous monologue about my every move. I know my darling and he is incredibly turned on by the small rituals and rules. 

Outside the bathroom, I pose in front of a mirror. “I know you love it when my belly swells and I look pregnant… I’m stroking the ‘water baby’ and wishing you were standing behind me… petting my warm,  full tummy.”

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Master watched hungrily as his wife of two years put on her lovely show. He’d had the cameras in the playroom linked to his office computer on a secure line. He simply hadn’t had a chance to tell her about it today. The older man chuckled and rubbed his enormous erection under the trousers of his silk suit as he hit the mute button. “So Jason… what do you think of my lovely wife?”

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He had hired Jason as his personal staff attorney earlier this year. The extremely intense background check had turned up some very interesting details. Jason – once a month – paid an older woman to spank him and give him a double colonic. Other than that the young man seemed to have no sex life at all. This, dispite the fact that he was good looking in a rugged way, very tall and athletic with a likeable naive air that belied the twenty-six year old's genius IQ.

On the trip to Asia, he slowly seduced the rather innocent young man, taking him to the best and most exotic S&M clubs. It turned out that an abusive, fanatically religious family had raised the boy in the remote west. He’d run away at sixteen and used his extreme intellegence to work his way through college in almost record time. He was soon begging his boss to become his master, too, even though his true sexual preference was for women.

 It was almost too perfect.

Master loved his wife and wanted her to be happy more than anything. Lately she had been chafing – just a bit – at never being the top. This sweet boy had a prick that more than matched his own and the stamina of youth.  

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“SO JASON?” He almost had to shout. “Have you decided to join my little family?”

“Yes, please Master.” 

“You may never have unsupervised sex outside of our home. I won’t have you bringing us illness.”

“Yes Master. I can’t even get an erection without pain… you know that… except for Mrs. Rose using her hands I’ve never really…”

“You can’t refuse us anything, unless you use the ‘safe’ colors.

“I would never refuse you anything, Sir. And I’ll never tell anyone anything.”

“That would be unwise – illegal too.” Master fought a wry grin. He had let the boy watch but not participate during their trip and the lad was primed to explode.

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“Did you hear, My lovely Master? I took the whole bag the second time. It’s a record. My belly is so full and my clit is as big as my thumb. I’m tempted to do this full but your punishment for being that unsafe would be too terrible. See I remember the rules. There has to be a time limit on water games.”

“So I’m emptying. Can you hear the rush of water – it’s clear this time – and I’m cleaning myself. Just a trickle of water over my acheing pussy almost makes me come. I haven’t touched my clit and yet I’m ready to fly apart.”

 I have the leather flogger now and I’ve attached the leashes to the posts at the foot of the bed. I put the corset on and lace it very tight. This is all harder than it looks my love. The strap on rig is next, with two vibrating dildos – both pointing inward – for the front and back. Cunt and Ass. The two big, beautiful cocks that you had made off your own wonderful prick. I know I should use the narrower one for the back… but I’m sentimental today.”

“I’m putting them onto the bench and sitting on them… ahh…very slowly. My asshole is so tender already and yet the slippery rubber head pops in. My own magic mushrooms… owwww… giggle… sorry but I’ve nerver told you that I’ve always called them that.  Using my weight, I’m rocking a bit, and making that screwing motion that you like to watch. I’m glad you had these things made flexable. I used lots of lube… the kind with the hint of mint and menthol… I’ll feel that later on.”

I fought the urge to come right there, straddling the narrow black bench, with the huge pricks filling me to the point of agony.  Instead I fastened the strap to the loops at the front and back of the waist of the leather corset. Now the monsters couldn’t come out until someone unfastened them.

“Walking is the trick, Master. I am going to …try… ahhh… ahhh… to sit on the foot of the bed and lift my legs while I gather the leashes in my hand. First one leg …. gasp … and then the other. It’s ….it’s not easy either, Master. I had to thread them through the rings and then pull them tight as I fall back. To get the full stretch, I have to pull them until my legs are raised high and spread wide. My ass is in the air – hovering over the edge of the bed, and I have to sit up a bit to snap the leashes to the rings at the sides of my corset.” 

“You know how I beg you not to whip the insides of my thighs. It’s the only thing I call yellow light for. Well I can’t very well paddle my own ass so…. Here goes. “I’m using the leather flogger, just dampened s little, and I’m taking ten on each side.”

Then I couldn’t talk any more. The first blow of the whip hurt the soft insides of my thighs even more than I remembered. That was why I locked my self into ten each – so I couldn’t be a coward and take less. It was a matter of pride. I could see the lens of the camera and knew that I couldn’t disappoint my Master. It was awkward and I kept hitting the crease between my leg and pussy. By the third blow I was screaming with each strike. The leather thongs wraped around each leg and every one stung like a bee as the tips snapped. And yet each time I swung harder until I’d taken at least four more blows than I’d intended.

“Oh Master… That hurts.” My voice was a sob and I forced it under control. “I’m using the remote to turn on the vibrators and… Oh my God! I’m Coming……I’m soooo…sorry….oh again….” As soon as the vibrations started and the tickler over my clit began to hum, I came hard. Then in the space of a minute I came again. I could only lay back by stretching my legs apart painfully, so after a moment I let the straps lift my torso slightly. 

“I hope you’re coming home soon because I’m going to use the gag now. You know, the one with the soft realistic prick that tickles my throat. The one you told me never to use when I’m alone. I guess you’ll have to hurry home and punish me, because that’s how I want you to find me. With big cocks humming in my pussy and ass and a sweet little cock down my throat.”

I sucked the realsitic cock and eased it in until it was in my throat. Then I buckled the gag into place and struggled with the gagging sensation for a moment. With my hands free I could feel safe enough to use it – though when my Master got home I would pay for the disobedience. I wouldn’t be able to sit for a week. 

A delicious shudder went through me at the thought. Master knew how to make my ass sing, and how to make me love it. I added the blindfold and reached around to find the leashes I’d put on the bedposts at the head of the bed. I couldn’t fasten them so I wrapped them in my fists and let the sensations rip through me. I imagined how I must look. Spread out naked with a black leather corset, a wide band tight between my legs with only the flanges of the dildos humming quietly. My tits and thighs striped with red welts. Two bands of black leather banding my pale face and holding my long blond hair tight. Blind…stuffed…whipped….happy…. I felt the pulse of my pussy and rectum throb as I came again…my scream muffled by the gag as my whole body lifted off the soft bedcovering.

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Master closed his cell phone with a smile. He could hear the shrill crooning of her orgasms as she came over and over. In the back of the limo, Jason looked scared and excited. They had stayed in the office and watched as she whipped her inner thighs for him - and he was awed by the act – and used the dildo/gag – for which she would pay dearly. 

He signed the fax, which had long since arrived, and closed the link. As they settled into the backseat of the limo, Jason gasped slightly. “Jason? Did you put the plug in?”

“Yes, Sir… I mean Master.”

When the young man told him that an ordinary enema nozzel hurt him, he’d ordered him to wear a small butt plug to open the way, but only a little. “Good.”

“Master… when she took those big things…”

“Dildos.”

“Yes, master. They were huge and she said they were like yours.”

Master didn’t have sex with strangers and the boy had only witnessed Master whipping other people. He hadn’t touched the young man in any way. He simply let him watch scenes in the S&M clubs until he came in his pants and almost passed out. Now he unzipped his trousers and released the almost erect organ. I had them cast from my cock as a gift for my wife.” 

“Will you want to …” Jason looked down and gulped. “have sex with me?”

Master smiled. “I think it’s one of my darling’s secret fantasys, so yes. Mostly it will be her… doing whatever she wants to you.
I am giving you to her and she will be your Mistress. Of course I am still Master to both of you

“Yes, Master.” Jason was almost hard himself, the older man thought, just from the fear. “I think I love you.”  

“First things first. I will remover her blindfold, tie her hands and un-tie her legs… oh and of course I’ll turn off her vibrators. I’ll have you kneel over her face and she can have a real penis down her throat. Facing the foot of the bed, you will hold her legs back so I can give her ass thirty lashes with the flogger soaking wet.”

“You’ll whip her?”

“She disobeyed a rule.”

“And then, Master?”

The older man smiled at the trepidation in the young voice. “You may leave at any time, remember. It will not effect your job.”

“I know.”

You forgot to say Master” He’d pay for that later. Then I will leave her tied … I think I’ll have you bend over between her spread legs and rest your head on her breasts as I fill you. I use a lot of hot water and I do it until what comes out is clear.”

“Yes Master.” 

“While you’re filled and plugged, I’ll have you remove the viberators and tie her face down on the bench. Once empty and clean, you will lick her pussy and ass until they recover and tighten. Then I will lash you until you are able to go into her bottom. I will tie you in that position and whip you until you both come.” Master had been planning this for a long time. “Then I will take your virginity – as is my right as your Master.”

“I love you, Master

“Just love her as well.”

“She’s wonderful, Master.”

The car stopped and Master adjusted his clothes and got out. “Come on, Boy.” His smile was so cruel that Jason shivered. “I want show my wife the gift I brought her back from my trip.” 

End for now….



At The Officers Club



While we were stationed at Yongsong military base in South Korea in the 1990's, Scott and I began experimenting in the lifestyle. For months we had been discussing Scott's fantasy of a 3some with two other men. Scott never thought it would come true, but none-the-less he would mention it every time we watched a 3some porn video together. The mere thought of two men devouring my body, kissing and caressing my nipples, two mouths licking my pussy, sucking on my clit, two cocks to stroke and swallow and the possibility of feeling one cock in my pussy and another in my mouth would make me very wet and tingly. We were out and about one evening when Scott suggested that they stop at the Officer's Club for a drink. I was wearing a short black mini skirt and blouse that was just tight enough to show that I was not wearing a bra; just a hint of my hard nipples pressing softly against the material. The club was fairly dark inside and we found a table in the corner away from the dance floor. 

I ordered my usual Jack 'n Coke and Scott a beer. We talked and joked around and made fun of another couple out on the dance floor. After three more drinks I was feeling a bit uninhibited and spread my legs a bit. Scott caught a glimpse of my pussy, as I was not wearing any panties. He immediately felt the blood surge to his cock and felt it get bigger and I could see the bulge in his trousers. I leaned forward and caressed it with my hand and watched his face with a hint of mischief in my eyes. Scott looked up over my shoulder and I felt a presence behind me. I looked up to see a very attractive guy in his early 20's. Scott said hello and smiled. He then introduced me to his friend Rick and asked him if he wanted to join us. Rick sat down and immediately noticed my legs spread and my skirt hiked up ever so slightly. The position of my hand under my skirt indicated that I was playing with myself. I didn't stop even with Rick watching. In fact, it intrigued me knowing that he was watching me and I glanced at his pants to see that his cock was already as erect as Scott's was. At this stage in our overseas tour, Rick had not seen me naked. 

My cheeks felt flushed and they both could tell how excited I was getting. Rick asked me to dance with him. He took my hand and led me out onto the dance floor. It was a slow song and he pulled me close to him. He was damn hot, tall with beautiful brown eyes. I could feel his cock through his jeans and it made me more than a little curious to know how big he was. Was he thick? Was he shaved? Rick started to fondle me and I was enjoying it. I was also enjoying knowing that Scott could see everything. I was on fire and wanted to be fucked so badly! I suggested to Rick that we step outside to get some air. He said he would and went over to Scott and whispered for him to join us. The night was chilly and we made our way over to the car. Rick's eyes were glued to my nipples which were now poking through my blouse. Rick grabbed me and kissed me hard. 

"You've been teasing me all night and it's time for you to give it up. You're going to suck my cock like a good wife now, aren't you?" he whispered in my ear. I nodded my head. "I knew you would!" he mumbled, as he buried his face into my neck. 

His breath was hot there and I felt his mouth move over the nape of my neck, sucking and biting. I gasped and my arms went around him unconsciously. Placing a hand on each shoulder, he pushed me down to my knees. Quickly undoing his jeans, he removed his cock. He grabbed hold of my hair with one hand and with the other, shoved his hard member into my mouth. I began to gag as he tried to push deeper and deeper into me. I tried to push him away, but he held tightly to my head. Knowing there was no escape, I relaxed and began to suck him. His grip loosened on me and he let me suck him as only I knew how. My mouth moved up and down, bobbing on his cock. Taking him out, I slowly licked the underside of his shaft. My tongue swirled around back and forth across the veins. Cupping his balls, I squeezed them, kneading them in my hand. He held onto my head and started to fuck my mouth faster and faster. 

"Yes, yes my buddy'sgood little wife. Make me cum!" Sucking him harder, tightening my lips around him, his cock sliding in and out of my mouth. "Swallow me, I'm going to cum!" he moaned, pushing into my throat. 

His hot cum shot down my throat and I swallowed him hungrily. He kissed me again, his hand slipping under my skirt finding my clit. I was crushed against him, and the longer we kissed, the wetter I found myself getting. Scott sensed the change in me and moved up behind my body, his cock pressed firmly against my naked ass. His hand came around me and pulled me up against his chest as his fingers mauled at my breasts and pinched my nipples hard. With his other hand, he caressed my ass, his finger finding the outer rim as he gently teased me, finally inserting the tip into her my pussy. He could feel my muscles tighten around his finger and could feel me pressing back against him to push it in further. Rick continued fingering my clit. I was dripping wet, my breath coming in short gasps and my soft moans lost in the sound of the wind through the trees. My hand was busy rubbing Rick's bulge across his jeans. I wanted to feel his hard cock in my vagina, to feel him throb in my pussy. I worked on his cock which by now was rock hard again. The skin was so silky smooth to my touch, and just the size and shape that I like.

The parking lot was small and not badly lit. Anyone coming in or out of the club would have seen us if they'd looked, but all that mattered to me was getting those cocks inside my pussy. 

"Come on, baby, do it, fuck me! " I begged Scott. 

I was so wet and so ready, positively gushing! Rick leaned back against the car. He lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist as he shoved his cock inside me. He was nice and long and my pussy clung to him. I tried to be quiet, but it was hard. We all knew we must have been drawing some attention. Scott came up behind me and pushed the tip of his cock along my ass. At that time he was the only man who had been allowed in my asshole. My moans were now so loud that I buried my head in Rick's shoulder to muffle my cries of delight. Scott grabbed my ass and rocked back and forth, his cock going deeper in my ass with each thrust. Rick's cock was doing the same as he was deeply embedded in my pussy. He reached down and fingered my clit, rubbing my swollen lips and nub with his fingertip. Rick was the first to shoot his load deep inside me. Scott was only seconds behind him and groaned as his hot cum poured into my ass. They both pulled out and lowered my legs back down to the ground. My pussy and ass were a dripping, gooey mess.

Scott picked me up in his arms and carried me into the car and laid me down on the seat. My mind totally spent in the pleasures that I had just experienced. Our 3some now completed with thoughts of many more to come. The next morning I stretched out on the bed like a content cat, rubbing my eyes. I reached out to touch Scott, but there was no one there. Sitting up, a slight panic over came me. Wait a minute, how did I get in here from last night? Naked! I jumped out of bed, grabbing my robe and headed out to the living room. Rick sat on the couch, smiling at my bewilderment. 

"What happened?" I asked him.

"You mean you don't remember?" he laughed. "Well then, it must not have been that good!" 

His eyes twinkled with an evil mischief as he watched me try to clear my head. "I...I don't remember," partly ashamed at myself, thinking that I should. He stood up, put on his jacket and walked to the door. Opening the door, he turned to me and hugged me.

"Maybe this will help you remember." Snapping his fingers, he walked out and shut the door behind him. 

Like someone slapped my face, the night came back to me. I dropped to the couch, closing my eyes and watched as I relived the night's events! I must have passed out in the car on the short drive to our house on base. Unknown to me at the time, as Scott was telling Rick to follow us home, another friend named, Mitch, walked out of the shadows and said he saw them fucking the half-naked woman in the car. Scott said it was his wife and invited Mitch to join Rick in partying with me at home. Scott then explained to Rick and Mitch about his fantasy to watch me with two other men. After we got home, Scott and Rick helped me into the house and laid me on our bed, still half-naked. Rick wasted no time and immediately stripped off his clothes as he introduced Mitch. I felt Mitch's eyes penetrate my half-nude body, and he also began removing his clothes. I assumed my husband was enjoying my predicament and was standing in the doorway grinning from ear to ear. Rick knelt at the end of the bed, spread my legs around his waist and plunged his cock into my pussy, giving Mitch a show. 

He then said to Mitch, "go ahead and let her suck your cock, she gives great head!" 

Mitch then offered his half-hard-on to my mouth, and I placed my trembling hand around its shaft as I gave a glance to my husband's direction. I then closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and slowly slurped Mitch's cock into my throat. Mitch was much larger than Rick or Scott and I wasn't too sure I could handle all of his shaft. I am a petite woman, big tits but a small waist and ass. I was unable to suck all of Mitch's cock into my mouth, so I proceeded to stroke the remainder and fondle his balls as I had previously with Rick. Rick continued reaming my pussy as the intensity of our fucking sucking built, and soon I opened my eyes and actually watched Mitch as he face-fucked me. When I poked my finger up his anus as his balls tightened, he ejaculated a large stream of cum down my throat. I couldn't swallow it all, and withdrew from his cock as his jism squirted on my face, tits, hair, and shoulders. Rick then came inside my pussy at the sight of watching Mitch squirt on my face. Now it was Mitch's turn to trade places with Rick. 

I told Mitch he was too big, and I wasn't sure I could take him inside me. Mitch switched positions with Rick, spat on his right hand, and then began fingering my cummed pussy. As he fingered me, he began stretching my lips with added fingers and finally was fist-fucking me. 

He said, "There, now you can take it!"

I said okay, but on my terms (I wanted control of the situation and needed Scott to see). I told Mitch to lay on his back, and Rick to wait beside him. I squat my petite body and straddled Mitch's waist, slowly lowering myself down until his stiff cock probed the entrance to my pussy. Between the cum, saliva, and fist-fucking, Mitch's cock-head poked past my labia and up into my stretching cervix. I slowly slid down his shaft, allowing my body weight to help ease his member into my pussy. Eventually, I slid to his balls, filled with ecstasy, and began to rock and dangle my 36D's over his chest. He reached up with his hands and squeezed both breasts repeatedly. I had momentarily forgot about Rick, and sat up, mitch never releasing a grip of my tits. I then motioned Rick to fuck my face as I slowly rode Mitch's enormous cock. The sensation in my pussy, the friction on my labia and clitoris, my ultimate orgasm was explosive, and I let Mitch, Rick, and even Scott know it. Mitch's second orgasm was as cum-filled as the first. 

I could feel his balls jerk, and the hot jism squirt to back of my channel, then ooze around his cock, down my pussy walls and eventually ooze out around my lips and his shaft. It was great! After Mitch and Rick pulled out, I proudly walked around the house naked in front of the men, displaying my puffy pussy lips and gaping hole which continued to drip cum for the next several hours. At one point I caught the three of them whispering in conversation, and I told them no secrets here tonight. The three men then proceeded to tell me about the donkey-dicked first sergeant in their office. They all wanted to watch him penetrate my pussy. I was so drunk by then I told them to bring him on, so Mitch called him and invited him to our house. Before the man arrived the others confessed that the first sergeant was a black man. I was fucked up and intrigued, as I had never had sex with a black man, although I had heard a lot of stories around college.

When the doorbell rang, Mitch got the door and started explaining things to the guy. Mitch brought an attractive black man into the living room. He was older than the rest of us but very athletic looking. Mitch introduced him as George, as I stood there trembling still nude. George got out of his clothes and walked towards my where I was seated. He was still wearing his boxers. As I opened them, there was this long black snake inches from my face. It appeared to be 9 inches long, very thick and was growing as I stared with my mouth agape. I was mesmerized and didn't realize how badly I wanted to touch it, lick it and suck it. George moved closer and gave me little choice. I grabbed it with my hands and pulled on it like a new toy. He was getting harder and thicker in my hands. As I got a hold of myself, I let go and looked over at Scott who said to go for it. He stood before me now, and must have been excited at what he saw because I could see the head of his cock sticking out of the bottom of his boxers. 

I was squirming in the chair as I pulled Mitch's boxers right to the floor. I couldn't believe my eyes. He was longer than the others, yet as thick as Mitch.

"Where did you find these guys?" I looked at Scott. 

He smiled and said, "Do you approve?"

I looked back at George's big cock and he was also getting hard, with my face inches away. George's cock began to stand up, inching its way toward my chin. I don't remember how long it took, but I leaned forward and started to lick the head and suck it into my mouth. He grew rock hard in no time. I had to stand up as his cock stood up to the ceiling. I heard Mitch say something to Scott, it sounded like they were far away as I made love to the biggest cock I had ever seen. I was so wet that George pushed his fat cock in without too much trouble. He stretched me out to a place I had never been. I came so quickly. I remember Rick and Mitch cumming all over my tits and face as George fucked me hard. He had great staying power. Finally George pulled out of my pussy and shot his load from my belly up to my face. God I was in heaven. I thought it was over. Then shifting of bodies, Mitch was lifting my ass up and shoving his huge tool into my soaked pussy. I can't remember how long he fucked me, or how many orgasms I had. 

I looked up to see Rick was pounding his cock into my pussy now. I was rolled over onto all fours. I was picked up and lowered onto George's cock, and rode him like I was possessed. I had cocks in my face and felt one trying to enter my ass while I was riding George. I protested that it wouldn't fit. Scott kept trying, got the head in and I screamed. I think that's where I passed out. I woke up covered with cum, sore, but satisfied. I had been dreaming about sex with my first black man. As I relived my dream I recalled slowly pulling down his briefs and there stood nearly 10 inches of the thickest cock I'd ever seen. 

He spit in his palm and said, "Are you ready to scream?"

I wasn't sure how he meant that, but I just nodded, mesmerized by that giant cock. He rubbed saliva on himself and on my pussy and slowly rubbed it into me as I reached over and ran my hands up and down his shaft. It was rock hard, and as I pumped him with my hands, he unbelievably grew even bigger. I really was a little worried now. I even began to protest quietly, but he just said, "Shhhh" and leaned me back on the bed and spread my legs. He lowered his body on top of me and positioned his cock to slide, slick with his saliva, all over my pussy. He reached underneath and grabbed my ass, pulling me against him as he slid and slipped and pumped the entire length up and down my clit. I could feel the massive mushroom head and the bulging veins and I moaned loudly and began to feel the first waves of orgasm. 

At that very moment, George positioned the head at my sopping pussy and whispered, "Here I go. You're going to cum like never before, baby." 

I felt barely an inch go in me and I gasped. It was already painful! I'd never been opened like that. I moaned in pain as he slid in a couple more inches and slid back out and then in a few more. Thankfully, he moved so slowly and I was soaked and he was lubed from the other's cum, otherwise, the pain would have been too much. Even so, I almost begged him to stop as he pushed in even deeper. In one long slick shove, he finally pushed his entire length deep in to the hilt. 

I was moaning beneath him and he whispered, "Here's where the pain becomes pleasure. Here's where you go wild."

George didn't move for nearly a minute as my pussy stretched and adjusted to him in me. He kept whispering and then I felt his hand again under my ass pulling me up to him as he slid out slowly. Oh My God, he was right. I suddenly began to feel every inch of him and it was all incredible. He pulled me so tightly against him that my clit rubbed and pushed on his body as he slid back in and out. I felt my g-spot really stimulated for the first time that night. I gasped as he pushed deeper into me and lifted my hips off the bed. I panted and begged for him, and suddenly he began fucking me faster while whispering and bucking and going wild on top of me. His balls were slapping against me as each thrust pounded deep. I felt the waves of orgasm bigger than I'd ever known slam through my body as I clawed his back and screamed and screamed. Still George pumped faster and harder and lifted me off the bed in incredible passion. Another orgasm began approaching as he pumped in and out like a piston. Just as I was thrashing and howling in another orgasm, George growled and moaned and shot a huge lot load deep in to me.

As I realized the dream was a reality and that I had been fucked repeatedly all night by several men, I was both embarrassed and bewildered. However, the reality was a sore, swollen puffy-lipped pussy that was still oozing cum. My clit was red and sensitive and standing out rigid. Scott brought me a cup of coffee and consoled his well-fucked wife, as we discussed the finer points of the prior night. He then pointed out to me the gift my three studs had bestowed upon me. On my abdomen above my pubes were the words in blue ink and an arrow pointing towards my pussy, "The best pussy in South Korea". Around the words were written signatures, "George, Rick and Mitch". I was horrified that I had let some Korean tattoo guy needle my naked groin while I was drunk; however, Scott assured me that it was ball-point pen ink and not a tattoo.

What an initiation!

Donna