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Barbara

By: thrust5



I met Barbara for the second time when she was a senior in high school. I had just completed my junior year at MIT and took the first half of the summer off from any work because I really needed a rest. My rest period was at a New Jersey resort town where I had free room and board at my grandmother's house. I had practically nothing to do so I decided to get in shape by jogging on the beach and everywhere else around town. 

One bright day in late May a week after I left Cambridge I was jogging by the High School and noticed a lot of activity outside the school. Final pictures for the Class Book were being taken on the school's front steps. From a distance there seemed to be many fine looking young ladies milling around. I had to have a closer look so I jogged up next to the photographer and started a conversation. He said, "That's the senior French club. Mostly all girls."

This club looked like contestants for the Miss America contest. Most were tall with long legs and model's faces. For some reason their beauty didn't impress me. At the right end of the first row however was my type of beauty. She was only about five feet three inches tall, but her breasts looked magnificent even under the cashmere sweater she was wearing. 

She caught me staring at her, and gave me a big smile as if she knew me. I couldn't remember ever meeting her. She looked like someone that no man would ever forget. When the picture was done she sauntered over to where I was standing and said "Hello Bill"

I had been racking my brain to pull her name into my mind, when suddenly the name Barbara stuck. She had been a skinny freshman with no body, but a beautiful face, who came to every basketball game my senior year. She apparently had a crush on me, or so I was told and every so often I would say "hello" and make small talk of a bantering nature with her. She was at one of the many graduation party I attended the year I finished high school. Everyone was kissing someone at all the parties. 

Out of the blue I was kissing a very beautiful face. The kiss was typical of a graduation kiss with nothing behind it. The one that I had kissed ran giggling to her friends. This was the first time I had seen her since my high school graduation party.

"Hello Barbara" I replied.

"You remember me?" she said with a note of surprise in her voice.

"I looked all over for you after you took off with you friends" I answered.

The girl I was talking to was not much like the one I had kissed at the party. This was a full-blown man killer. At eighteen she was just feeling the sexual power that nature had provided her. She had the same gorgeous face, but now her whole body was curve after curve starting at her ankles to her shoulders. Her breasts still seemed large for the rest of her, but this feature only added sexiness to her solid figure.

I didn't hesitate a fraction of a second and asked her out to dinner. This flustered her because although she had been going out on dates every weekend since junior year, no one had asked her to dinner.

"We'll have to ask my mother" came tumbling out of her mouth.

"When?" I shot back

"Pick me up here at 3:30."

As Barbara left she turned around and looked at me with a strange expression on her face and eyes so large they looked like two brown saucers.

I was waiting at 3:20. Barbara arrived at our agreed on time, the first one out of the school. She looked fabulous. When she got into the car she immediately slid over and gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek. Our bodies were touching and my prick started on its way to a full hard erection.

Barbara lived in an apartment on the second floor of a renovated bank. It was quite large and nicely decorated. As soon as we got inside Barbara announced that her mother wouldn't be home until six thirty. She disappeared into one of the bedrooms without another word.

I thought she was acting strange but then she yelled "There's a beer in the frig if you want one. I helped myself to one and was half way through, when I heard Barbara start out from her bedroom.

I went into a form of shock when she entered the room. She was wearing a negligee that ran from her shoulders to her feet. Her feet were bare and every inch of her body was visible through her gown. The gown stuck to her skin in utter smoothness. Her nipples protruded in all their glory and her cunt looked absolutely perfect. 

Barbara had made up her face with light shades of violet and mascara that extended her lashes to double their length. She looked much older than the eighteen plus years she had spent on earth.

I was still in shock and must have had a weird look on my face.

Barbara stuttered "Don't you like it"

I stood up and yelled, "Come here you little vixen"

She ran into my arms. Our mouths were open and our tongues started their hot sexual dance in each other's mouths. I started to undress as fast as I could. Barbara pulled off my shoes then pulled down my pants. In no time, I was naked with my cock standing out in front of me. We held each other tight and then ran our hands all over each other's bodies. I became so excited that my cock entirely on its own started shooting long streams of semen across the room.

Barbara looked stunned but when I "yelled swallow it" she put my throbbing cock in her mouth and swallowed the remains, almost gagging as the volume just flowed and flowed. . It was her first taste of a man's cum. When the explosions were over Barbara licked her lips and exclaimed, "Wow that was unbelievable. I never saw anything like that in my whole life Your cum tasted absolutely wonderful".

I knew then that she would suck my cock anytime in the future with little coxing.

We rushed into her bedroom. Barbara had a large bed now only covered with sheets. We lie side by side and I rolled her garment up to her navel exposing her beautiful cunt. It glistened in the lowering daylight. I rubbed it with my hand covering her full mound. Her cunt hair radiated with her juices and I could not stop myself from kissing this beautiful pussy. This would be my very first adventure of mouthing a hot pussy.

I discovered the lips of her pussy and just started licking. The force that put me there was both overwhelming and natural. Her aroma was intoxicating and I licked harder and harder. I wasn't sure of what I was doing, but just kept going. This beautiful cunt seemed to open up and juices flowed. They tasted fantastic. I started sucking licking and drinking her juices, and weird noises filled the room.

Barbara was holding my head between her soft inner thighs and wiggling the rest of her body. Finally, she bucked and arched her back while letting out a scream muffled by my hand.

Just as she seemed to be calming, Barbara started whispering "Fuck me now Fuck me now. By the third whisper, the whisper sounded like a shout and so I mounted this beautiful girl as men have mounted females for all of time.

I thrust my hard again prick into her open cunt. It slipped in to my balls on the second thrust. My cock, lubricated by her cunt juices slipped like it was on a frictionless water slide. Her fuck hole seemed to be lined with hundreds of strong muscles that kept my cock where she wanted it but allowed it to move in and out. This structure worked my hard cock in unbelievable ways.

It felt as if my prize prick was actually getting larger both in length and diameter. Barbara and I gyrated in all possible directions and speeds until without the usual warning; I started shooting load after load into Barbara's hot hole.

On her part she was screaming louder and louder with each release of my cum which matched the jolts she was getting from her own orgasm. Finally it was over. We were both breathing like the runners at the end of a marathon... Did I say we were completely naked? I felt absolutely wonderful.

We lay glued to each along with lust, which grew at an unbelievable rate. This was only the start of a sexual frenzy that only stopped when the alarm clock rang at six pm. Barbara had wisely set it in case we fell asleep. Her room was a real mess and smelled of sex and sweat.

Barbara's sexy gown was rolled up at the foot of the bed. Every thing was streaked with cum. We both had lost count of the number of our orgasms. I was exhausted and it was almost time for Barbara's mother to come home.

I cleaned myself with a damp washcloth and dressed in record time. Then I grabbed a magazine and sat down on the couch. in the living room. I could hear Barbara taking a shower.

The water was turned off just before her mother entered the apartment.

"Who are you?" she exclaimed.

"I'm Barbara's date for this evening. I knew her when she was a freshman and I ran into her when pictures for the yearbook were being taken this afternoon. I just finished my junior year at MIT.""I'm taking a rest before I start a summer job."

Jean, Barbara's mom quipped, "You look like you could use a long rest. MIT sure must be difficult school..."

I didn't answer because I finally got a good look at Jean and had lost my voice. She was by far the most beautiful and sexiest woman I had ever seen. She was a light haired blond, who looked like Barbara's sister more than her mother. Her breasts jutted out much like Barbara's. The rest of her body was one big curve after another. When she turned in a direction so I could see her ass, my imagination ran wild. All I could imagine was my big hard cock ramming into her king sized pussy time after time. I guess my face must have become red from my thoughts, because Jean asked if I was OK.

I replied that nothing was the matter except I get shy around beautiful women. I had to let her know that she had touched my button without going overboard. My answer seemed to suffice.

Jean then called Barbara, "Barbara, are you going to let this nice young man sit here all night?" So I got an approval from Barbara's mom.

Finally Barbara came out. She was wearing a plain rose-colored dress that accented her curves and ended at just above her knees. Her legs were displayed in dark colored nylons supported by 3 ½ heels. The only problem was her breasts, which bulged above the square cut neck of the dress. Barbara and her mom were in an instant argument. 

Jean Yelled "I told you to get rid of that bra. It makes you look like a whore. "It's only like the one you wear" Barbara flung back.

After much yelling back and forth Barbara went into her bedroom and came out wearing a different bra that satisfied her mom.

I loved the new bra because I could see almost to Barbara's navel. Jean had been right Barbara now looked fittingly dressed to go out to dinner. I thought she looked so gorgeous that she would draw crowds.

As soon as we got in my car I slipped the shoulder of one side off Barbara and squeezed her bare tit. She had no bra as I expected. I wanted to suck her nipple but Barbara would not let me. I did slip my hand up her dress and found her uncovered pussy. Thus my date was not wearing panties or a bra. In fact she was absolutely naked under her dress.

Barbara looked at me and just shrugged her shoulders. Off we went to dinner. "Where are we going to eat?" asked my glamorous date.

I had not really thought this thru, since the important objective was first to get the date. I hadn't expected to be having sex for over two hours with such a gorgeous woman. There was no doubt that Barbara at eighteen and a half years on earth was a full-grown woman in all respects except for bearing a child. I wondered how she learned so much about sex in such a short time.

I decided on a special seafood restaurant that catered to both a young and older crowd.

Barbara had never been there and seemed excited about going. The Maitre de took one look at my date and ushered us to a fine table near the front. He almost fell down the steps leading into the main dining room when Barbara leaned over to straighten her skirt and he got a full view to her navel. The poor guys face was red, red, and red.

As we were sitting down Barbara whispered to me, "I did that on purpose" "You are a little vixen" I laughingly replied.

I ordered two martinis for our cocktails. No one questioned our age. Barbara wanted another, but she was already tipsy so I explained that it was not proper. The dinner was excellent. Just before dissert a three-piece band started to play for dancing. Barbara and I danced and got the attention of every young cock there. She also got the attention of some older cocks too. One elderly man even had the nerve to ask her to dance. She accepted at once and he twirled her around the floor with the style of a professional. Her skirt at times rose close to showing her bare ass, but not quite.

We were treated to an after dinner brandy by this gentleman who looked somewhat sad after his dance. I guessed he was thinking about the beautiful women who no longer were part of his life.

By the time we had completed dinner I was ready for some more sex with my bombshell of a date. She seemed to be getting itchy too and had her hand on my thigh rubbing it very lightly. I was desperately thinking of where we could go that would be like her apartment. I decided to introduce Barbara to my grandmother so we could go there when my grandmother was working. I figured that if Barbara was there when my grandmother came in we could say we had just come in,

So Barbara and my grandmother met and as fate would have it, my grandmother had to go out to visit a friend until about midnight that very night. As soon as she went out the door I picked up Barbara and carried her into my bedroom. I stood her in front of me and held her close. She looked into my eyes and thanked me for the wonderful dinner experience. She then kissed me with such warm lips that my head started to spin. Then my tongue was in her mouth entwined in hers. My prick hardened to its full magnificence and my hand was playing with her already wet cunt.

In practically no time (less than a minute) she stood naked before me. All she had on was a garter belt holding up her dark stockings. She was the epitome of all my sexual daydreams and I stood just looking at her. It took me a long while to get my clothes off because of her beauty. Finally we were both naked and holding each other. My prick was so hard and big it looked like a strange addition just stuck to my crotch.

I knelt in front of Barbara and moved her legs open with my hands. Then I buried my face in her wet opening and in a sexual frenzy started licking her now hot cunt. She leaned back against the bed to provide a better target and soon was moaning at each lick of my tongue. I wanted desperately to make her cum and soon her clitoris showed itself from its hiding place.

I got it between my lips and Barbara started going crazy. Her body seemed out of control when suddenly my face was flooded with her juices and she yelled something unintelligible. I lapped at her snatch like a dog drinking water until I had most of her juices in my mouth. 

Her smell and the taste of her beautiful hairy cunt almost overwhelmed me, but my hard cock needed attention. Pre cum was dripping off the tip. Barbara started licking and then put the head of my cock in her mouth and started sucking. Huge streams of cum, almost immediately started shooting into her mouth. Barbara swallowed every drop and licked the head clean.

Barbara loved fucking the most and told me so. I picked her up and put her on my bed and climbed up beside her. 

She started licking my whole body and my tool for her needs jumped to attention again. She opened her legs wide and my cock was inside the beautiful slightly swollen lips of her cunt. Barbara moved them over the head of my cock, which grew even larger. Then she had her ankles behind my knees and pulled me fully into her in one large thrust. 

I fucked her hot dripping fuck hole for almost an hour in all the positions I knew and a couple that Barbara knew. Barbara had several orgasms but I did not build up enough semen at my usual known rate. Finally when it became obvious that I was going to pump the hot juice from my body Barbara yelled, "Shoot it into my mouth." I pulled my still hard prick out and Barbara pounced on it like a schoolgirl giving her first head. The quantity of my cum was much reduced by this time and she had no problem swallowing every drop.

We were soaked in sweat and took a bath together in my grandmother's oversized tub. This was more fun than I would have imagined and for some reason I started feeling very close to Barbara.

By the time we got to her apartment I was so exhausted I could hardly keep my eyes open. Barbara's mother insisted that I sleep on the couch. By the time I said, "thank you" I was down and asleep for the night. Someone had put a blanket over me during the night.

I was awakened at about seven thirty by a nice warm kiss on my lips. I expected to see Barbara, but it was her mother leaning over me and saying something like "wake up sleepyhead " When my eyes opened I was looking at the most beautiful pair of tits I have ever seen. They were like Barbara's except somewhat larger and with subtle differences in curvature. The nipples were a bright pink and very large and protruding.

The mother was wearing some sort of loose covering to her knees. She had on her stockings held up by a garter belt. Her blond pussy was clearly visible as were her tits. The covering was hardly a covering at all.

I had an instant hard on which punched through the opening in my shorts, and started building a fairly large tent. As I rolled over on my stomach Barbara's mother, Jean told me she took off my pants when I fell asleep so I would be more comfortable.

In my mind at least Jean had a touch of lust generate when she saw the size of my tent. Just as this thought hit me Barbara bounced into the room looking radiant and with a large grin on her face. She sat down next to me holding my pants and leaned over to give me her hot kiss with full tongue. My prick jumped to attention again. She slipped her hand under the blanket while her body blocked the line of sight from her mom and gave my cock just enough massage to generate pre cum. Her finger wiped a little off and then her finger tracked into her mouth.

I wanted to grab her and tickle her and then of course fuck her until she screamed uncle. Since Jean was home all I could do was try to put on my pants under the blanket.

Jean fixed a nice breakfast of bacon and eggs, which disappeared as they hit my plate. By this time I was well rested and ready for sex big time. 

I left the apartment with mother and daughter feeling quite good.

Barbara and I made a date for after school and by four were fucking our brains out in Barbara's apartment. Instead of my lust for my girl Barbara decreasing as we had more sex my lust increased. As soon as she was within sight my prick would get hard in an instant. We had sex of some sort in her apartment or my grandmothers every single day from the day we met until her graduation from high school. More and more we tried to please each other and all kinds of nuances crept into our lovemaking.

We were becoming very close and were always comfortable together. I began to think about a present for her graduation. It had to be something nice because we were fucking every night and days when a place was available and we always had great fun together when not having sex.

I felt I was in love with her and she with me. Deep inside me however I knew the love was not of the marrying kind.

I bought Barbara a wristwatch with small diamonds encased around the face and the band. It cost about $200 and looked much more expensive.

I gave it to her just after she received her diploma and instead of being happy with my gift, she started crying very hard. 

That's when I learned I would loose my girl for the rest of the summer. The following Monday she had to join her father for the next eight weeks in Chicago. This was part of her parents divorce agreement. In eight weeks I would be putting my brain back together to go back at MIT.


Barbara



On the stove, the tin coffee percolator strained to keep itself upright as the surge of boiling water leached the contents of the coffee grounds. Wearily, I took hold of the percolator with a rag firmly situated in the palm of my hand. Stopping for just a moment, I could feel the heat emanating from that old piece of tin and the steam slid inside my pores trying to escape the even hotter air in the room as if trying to find shelter. Holding the plastic handle firmly I poured two cups of thick black liquid into a couple of well used ceramic cups. Shuffling back across to the table, I took a seat opposite from Barbara and stared at my coffee watching as it rippled back and forth with a rolling motion. I was going to have to sneak up on one of the black waves in order to get it down my throat. 

Barb was seated across from me and she was leaning heavily in her chair, braless, with nothing on but her stained graying panties. She had her head tilted back and I think she was dozing for a moment or two before the acid smell of the coffee brought her around.

"OK babe, how 'bout it," she said as she flopped both of her arms onto the table and tried to look me in the eye.

I grunted my answer but did not move. Everything inside me hurt and my stomach was beginning to cause me a major problem. My limbs felt heavy and my neck was having trouble holding my head. Had it not been attached, my eyes would have been staring at an empty shell wondering who the hell this man was. Somewhere in the background a radio announcer, with an overly energetic voice, reminded us that "Today is another scorcher with the high hitting about twenty minutes ago at 105. No relief in sight folks, just your typical August weather here in the City of Angels. Looks like this 1980 August will just creep past last years in terms of days over the century mark." That's when I made my move out of the chair and ambled over to where my pants were lying crumpled on the floor. My feet felt like they were stepping on broken glass as each of my heels connected with whatever was underneath them. Maybe it wasn't so much that as I was feeling the pins and needles stab at my soles warning me to find where I needed to be and sit back down again. 

Warm air caressed my bare legs and wafted up and underneath my damp boxer shorts as I was already working up a sweat without any problem. I bent to retrieve my pants and fished out a couple of items that had been in one of the pockets and then let the jeans drop to the floor again. The effort almost brought a surge of stomach muscle to bear on the zero contents held within. I steadied myself and padded over to the kitchen table and sat down as I listened to the rumblings coming from my complaining body.

Barb eyed me with one eye open and a slight shaking throughout her body. I grunted again and tossed her a small vile. Without a word she opened the vile and dumped the contents into her hot coffee and stirred it with a spoon. I had to fight back bile and swallow as my stomach began churning as I watched what she was doing. My face contorted into a grimace knowing what that must taste like and hating it with my whole being. I felt myself a bit more civilized than that and opened the vile I had retained and deftly sniffed a couple of capful's of powder. As I did so, I watched her open her mouth, latch on to the edge of the cup, and suck her coffee in a single gulp then slam the heavy mug onto the table.

"God, Barb, how can you do that to yourself," I was mortified.

"I just hate snorting crank, that's all. Besides, I like it better this way." She said.

I had a taste roll down the back of my throat and she seemed to have a valid point as I winced and almost vomited.

"See what I mean, babe?" She had that 'I know better than you' look on her face.

The announcer on the radio reminded us that it was three thirty in the afternoon so we began to get ourselves in gear. Work was calling for both of us. The house we lived in had no air conditioning which was typical for the barrio Sun Valley area. We lived across the street from the Seven Mars restaurant which was a popular hang out for the local street gang. Occasionally, I would do business with them as a sort of courtesy between groups. I flew colors of a different gang and lived "the life". For my Hispanic neighbors across the street I was the OG, (Original Gangster). That and a quarter would get me a cup of coffee. 

Barb was a tall woman in her late twenties with a voluptuous figure and short cropped ash blonde hair. She had the longest legs I ever saw and I loved every inch of them. Her breasts were round and firm with large areoles and big nipples. She had a dancer's body with tight muscles running through her calves, thighs, and butt. Her stomach was flat and slightly ribbed with muscle. 

Me, well, I was muscled from heavy labor. Lots of it, mostly construction work. I sported a long beard that she liked to play with and braid for me. Unbraided it came to my belly button and my hair hung down to the middle of my back. She used to tell me I looked a lot like Charlie Manson. I never saw it that way.

The white powder was working its wake up call on both of us and we were beginning to move like there was some life left in us. We both went into the bathroom, remembering what Merle, Barb's boss, had told us when she was hired. "Before you show up, take care of the three S's". Shave, Shit and Shower was the order of the day. Barb removed her well worn panties and threw them into the hamper against the wall and sat on the edge of the bathtub. I took my shaving mug and brush and moistened it and swirled it inside the cup for about five minutes as the narcotic flowed into our systems. I then soaped up the nubs of her pussy and took a safety razor to the delicate skin between her legs. She spread her thighs wide open to give me a better shot at what I was doing all the while she was chattering on about this girl and that girl at the club. I carefully shaved her pussy eliminating any telltale pubic hair that might be offensive to the ABC. (Alcohol Beverage Control Commission) It seems you can dance naked in LA as long as you don't have any pubic hair to show. We, being law abiding citizens, did not wish to incur the wrath of the ABC and religiously did our part to keep order in the city. The area above her clit was particularly sensitive and I took extreme care not to irritate her delicacy. When I was finished, I took a damp towel and wiped the residual soap from her pussy.

Since I was already so close to her and feeling horny, I then parted her lips and sucked her awakening clit. Her reaction was immediate; she gripped me by my hair and pulled me into her. She had stopped chattering about her fellow girls in the life and gave me free reign on her pussy. She stood up and leaned against the sink, the cool porcelain pushed against her tight ass as she spread her legs for me and let me lick and suck on her throbbing flesh. I parted her labia with one had and with the other I inserted fingers into her already damp hole. She cradled my head in her hands and whispered encouragements to me moaning her approval and giving me reason to suck her deeply inside my mouth. For us, this was a standard routine before she went to work. For her, it was a requirement. She enjoyed the lustful eyes of the patrons as she paraded in front of them holding them captive with the sight of her sensual movements. She could almost see them fantasizing all sorts of sexual liaisons with her and in turn, their thoughts aroused her even more. Before work she needed to have sex to 'feel' the job and be the best stripper she could be. What she really needed was the orgasm because it left her wanting more and in such a state of arousal she performed with even more passion. As her man, I had no problem with that in the least.

She liked me to suck on her clit with my fingers insider of her, pushing up against her as I licked and rubbed with my tongue. She slowly rocked back and forth against the sink as I worked on her. After about five minutes she raised my head from her bare little snatch and said, "Let's go to the bedroom, babe," as she was now fully under control of the chemicals and her entire body was alive with an electric glow. We walked into the bedroom and she sat on the edge of the bed and pulled my sweat soaked boxers down to my knees and took me in her mouth. She was energetic and fully engaged in her activity of bringing me to life. Because of the drug, it took a little longer than usual for me to get myself hard but when I did it was like a steel rod. When she was satisfied that I was good and hard she got on all fours on the bed and guided me into her wet pussy. I grabbed on to her hips and pushed forcefully into her. She was writhing around, flopping like a fish out of water. With the drug in me I was full force non-stop and she loved every inch of it. The more I slammed the more she wanted and she began to yell, "Oh yeah, Oh yeah," as I got her closer to the mark. Knowing that she was near the brink, I took it up a notch and went into high gear fucking like a jackhammer. The sound of our bodies slapping together was like a metronome gone berserk. She let out a loud, "OH FUCK," and her whole body convulsed with her orgasm and I held her in place, buried deep inside of her. Not wanting to pull out, occasionally sliding her up and down my rock hard shaft as the ripples of her climax pulsated through her and around my cock. When she was through with the orgasm, I let her slide of me as was the routine of the day. I had yet to cum, but with me and the drug it might take hours and we didn't have the time. Besides, I knew where she lived.

By five in the afternoon we were showered and dressed and in my pick-up truck on the way to her job. Rush hour traffic on a Friday night in Los Angeles is a frightening experience for the novice and is not for the weak of heart. Fortunately, our destination was no more than fifteen miles away in Chatsworth at the foot of the Santa Susana Pass to Semi Valley. It only took us an hour to make that short ride.

Walking through the front doors to the bar we could see that it was housing many customers, a few of them were already strung out along the bar sucking up a few drinks before going over the 'hump' to the wife and kids. I escorted Barb to the back stage dressing room the girls shared and when the door opened Barb and I were immediately flooded with greetings and smiles. Inside, I found several of the ladies in need of the goods I was promoting that evening. Most of the women in the room were single moms with kids to raise and damn little education enough to get a job at McDonalds, let alone anywhere, that would be close enough to earn enough money to raise kids. We knew all of them, their kids, and their horrendous life stories. Some good hearted ladies, some bad, but all of them lovely looking, who made a profession out of dancing naked in front of men and were proud of it. Each of these girls took their job seriously. Like Barb, they had spent a lot of money on the 'uniforms' they so readily discarded to the beat of loud music and cigarette smoke. In the past month, Barb had spent close to five hundred dollars at Fredrick's of Hollywood, each outfit modeled just for me by her before she bought it. It was one of my many perks.

After depositing Barb in the dressing room I took off and went to the Manager's Office to see Merle, her boss. Merle was just a tad over fifty and a plumber by trade. He had met the head stripper here at this club, where he came to watch the ladies strutting their stuff, and the two of them developed an ongoing relationship. Dora was almost thirty-five with three kids and she needed someone in her life for her kid's sake. Merle was it. As it happened, I knew the owner of the club and after a rather rough weekend of recreational drug use I got Merle his job as the night manager of the club. He let me hang out and occasionally I helped him remove a drunk that got too touchy feely with the women.

Inside Merle's office he had video monitors set up for different locations of the club. He could tell if a fight was about to break out or someone was breaking the rules. We liked to sit in his office and just bullshit the time away watching the screens from the corners of our eyes.

Merle's lady, Dora, being the head stripper, rarely went on stage unless a girl was sick or the crowd was thick and they needed another body. She was like a drill sergeant to the girls. Each girl worked a set of three songs each, no exceptions, and good hygiene was a must. She was not going to risk a black mark against the club on her watch. No girls were allowed to drink on the job, either. When a customer bought them drinks, they got soda water or Seven-Up. They needed to be in control of their senses at all times. No girl was allowed to turn tricks in or around the premises and you could socialize with the customers between sets but only if they were buying and downing drinks. No customer at any time was allowed to touch any of the girls. This was a big no no to the ABC and they would enforce that rule rigorously. That's somewhat of a challenge for a bar manager when you have forty drunk construction workers fully aroused by naked women, but both the girls, Merle, and myself seemed to get by all right. 

There were ten girls working in the bar and two stages. Every night Dora would post the schedule so that the girls would know where they had to be. Each stage would have a dancer work three songs, then there would be a break of three songs, and then the next girl would appear and do her little routine. The stages would alternate with the girls and they would have overlapping periods when one girl was finishing a song on one stage while another girl would start her set on the other stage. After a girl got off the stage she would change into her cocktail clothes and socialize with the customers, sometimes running drink orders. Dora reserved the right to be the one who served drinks most of the night because that's where she got her tips, her big money. No one ever challenged Dora and would only run drinks if she asked them to do that.

At seven on the dot, the music started in earnest and the first of the girls took to the stage. The crowd was still the left over commuters to Semi Valley with a few regulars beginning to trickle in. Merle and I stared at the video screens as we talked about life in general. We have seen these girls get naked so many times before that we never really looked at them unless they came up with a new twist on their set. We were mainly looking for anything out of the ordinary that could spell trouble. Without asking for it, I tossed a tiny vile to Merle and he accepted it without word. It was just business as usual.

Somewhere around eight, we noticed a group of young men enter the club in high sprits. "Bachelor party", Merle guessed. Sure enough, in the throng of men there was one who seemed to be the center of attention. I felt a need to investigate closer.

I placed myself at the pool table near the entrance to the club and made a slight show of choosing the least warped cue. I put my quarter in the slot and let the balls drop with a nice rolling and clinking sound as they banged into each other as they waited in their tray. This was music to my ears, not so much because I liked playing pool, but because of what I knew would happen. I made a slight show of powering my hands and chalking up the cue as my eyes squinted in fake intensity. Eventually, one of the men in the bachelor party took the bait and sauntered to my side asking staking out a challenge. We agreed on a bet of ten bucks apiece for a game of eight ball. He racked, I broke. 

When it came his turn to shoot, Else strutted onto the north stage and his head went up like an infield fly. Elsie was a stunning lady. She was well proportioned and she made excellent use of her many assets. He made it through his first shot, but, after Elsie removed her bra, he scratched his second shot. It didn't take me long to clean up the table and sink the eight ball thanks to her gyrations. As I collected the bet, I let it drop that should the boys in the party need any 'assistance' in staying alert during their little get together that I have the means for them. The poor guy left and sat with his friends as I dropped another quarter into the slot and let the balls roll once more. Merle, who had probably laughed his way through the whole ordeal as he watched from his monitor, came out of the office and we played a game of eight ball while we watched the crowd.

"No one's tipping the girls worth a damn tonight," he noticed, "why don't you spark it up a little." Merle was always thinking of the girls and hated it when men never tipped the strippers. I took a seat right at the head of the runway that the dancers use on the south stage and waited for the next lady to come out. It happened to be Barb, but it could have been any of those beauties and the results would have been the same. 

As Barb strutted onto the stage she had that high step in gear like one of the showgirls in a Vegas Stage Show. Her long legs accentuated by the high heels she wore, seemed to float across the stage. She gave the crowd a big smile and winked at the bachelor in one of the front tables and made a gesture for him to come closer. He wasn't budging an inch so I yelled at the top of my lungs, "Yeah Baby, take it off for me."

She walked by me from her perch as if I was just another customer and looked over her shoulder at me and said, "You're cute". Then she swung herself along the pole and in a surprise move to the crowd her bra with the velcro fasteners came off and her breasts began swinging out to the crowd displaying her beautifully shaped hardened nipples. Those were the same nipples I had sucked on earlier. A true crowd pleaser she was and several dollar bills found themselves being tossed on the edge of the stage from my fellow spectators. Most were a little reserved about their adoration and seemed to be holding back.

As Barb began to slowly remove her almost invisible thong I yelled at her again, "Yeah baby, wrap those knees around my ears, I wanna see daylight between your legs." I stood up from my chair and slapped a twenty dollar bill on the stage and leered at her lasciviously. Some of it might have been an act but I was hoping for a little bit of gratuity from my dancer on the stage. She dangled her flimsy panty for the crowd to see and tossed them to the side. 

She danced close to where I stood and said, "You really are kinda cute," and she squatted before me and ground her naked pelvis in my face. I could clearly see her hard clit staring at me and I noticed that she was damp from all the eyes watching her. The whole lower half of her body was undulating within an inch of my nose and her knee caps were well beyond my ears. I could smell her arousal and wanted to dip my tongue for a sweet little taste of that slick piece of flesh.

"Oh baby," I yelled, "You make my big toe shoot straight up in my boot, Oh yeah!" And she laughed and told me I was cute again as she bent to scoop up the twenty I had given her. She made another swing around the pole and by the time she was off, the entire stage was littered with tens and twenties, and now the men at the stage were beginning to hoot and holler encouragements at her. This clearly got Barb off. I could tell that when she did her splits she was doing so to accentuate her orgasm and to mask her pleasure from the crowd. The other girls, on good nights, would have similar reactions on stage and they all had ways of dealing with an orgasm as they danced. This is the reason for Dora's three song sets only. She wanted to limit their exposure as much as possible as well as give the girls an even chance at generating their own tips.




Barbara



Dora was kept busy throughout the evening serving tray after tray of drinks to the thirsty men who were partying with the happy, soon-to-be-wed bachelor, and by eleven most of the members of the party had purchased my wares. I did the same routine I had done for Barb for the next two girls and again, one last time, for Barb before the club took on a life of its own and I was no longer needed to get the shy customers rolling.

Somewhere around one in the morning, about thirty minutes before last call, one of the guys in the bachelor party made the mistake of licking the inner thigh of one of the newer girls. She was so stunned that she stopped all movement which caused Merle and I to roll into action. That poor boy was on the sidewalk out front before he knew he was even being ejected. Most of the girls would have just kept on dancing and told the guy that was a no no and if seen by anyone he would be out of here. Anytime you have to toss someone out of the place it puts the entire atmosphere into a tail spin and it's hard to recover from that. The drink orders dry up and the tips are non-existent from then on. Fortunately, this was at the end of the evening and things were winding down for the bachelor party anyway so it didn't really matter; nothing was lost as there would have not been much gained at this time of night anyway.

Closing time came at two and we let the last of the patrons out and began to clean up for the night. All the ladies retired to the dressing room to change and I started to put chairs on tables while Merle cashed out. I always hung around until the last lady was escorted to either her car or her waiting significant other. Barb and I hung with Merle as he finished the paperwork and got things settled. It was also customary for all of us to meet at a Denny's on Roscoe near Sepulveda for an early breakfast, (or late dinner depending on your orientation). Most of the girls showed up and Merle and Dora always showed. Barb and I would come most of the time and enjoy the chatter of the night's activities while we discussed everything from a girl slipping on stage to the customers and lost articles of clothing. It was more a free for all than a meal and it was always a fun time for us. Usually we all parted company at around three thirty or four in the morning and went our separate ways. Most of the ladies would be off to relieve the all night sitters and prepare breakfast for their kids and get them off to school.

Barb and I would make the drive back to the Barrio and to our house, which by now had cooled off from the day's heat. Usually, there would be several of the Hispanic gang members hanging around making sure that the place was safe and also to get some of what I was selling. I always treated these guys right and they always respected me. Being the local OG had its privileges. Once on the inside of the house and all was said and done, Barb would empty out her 'take' for the night, usually between three and five hundred dollars depending on the crowds. This night's take was around the four hundred dollar level and she was pleased with herself. As for myself, I took in around three hundred and together we had a good night. 

At this time of night, after the rush of the crowd and the camaraderie of the fellow girls over breakfast, the 'high' of being the sought after sex object would fade from Barbs eyes. She would sink into a depression, whereas the other girls had their kids to look after. This was the time she would begin to reflect on her life and what she was doing with it. There is an old saying that says 'never let a whore think about what she does, lest she run off and join a convent'. It's true. This is the time when I would have to treat Barb with a lot of tenderness and care. I would take her into my arms and hold her as she fought against the rush of conflict insider her. She would cry at times, and I would hold her until she fell asleep in my arms. Other times, she would keep me awake long into the morning hours as the sun rose well above our heads and talk about everything from her disappointments to her childhood in Florida.

This night, like many other nights, she chose sex to comfort her in her depression. We took our clothes off in silence and I was thinking that she would be in the mood just to be held and rocked to sleep tonight. She mildly surprised me when she laid me back onto the bed and took my soft cock into her mouth. Her touch was gentle and her fingers were probing. She delicately took my balls in her fingers and lightly caressed them as she encouraged life into my stiffening dick. I sat up and pulled her on to the bed by lifting her off the floor and taking hold of the underside of her left leg and putting an arm under her right arm pit and gently lifting her onto the bed. We lay side to side, my head to her pussy and her head to my cock. We spent the better part of an hour licking and sucking each other into a frenzy. She sucked my balls and slowly licked the length of my swelling shaft as I nibbled on her clit hungrily and probed her ass with my finger and the tip of my nose. Her long legs spread before me and curled around me as the scent of her body and her taste filled my senses. There was a faint taste of the sweaty saltiness from dancing all night as well as the taste of her orgasms. When she was purring like a kitten I worked my way up along her body and found her nipples and suck them greedily. I would tease her by lying between her legs and just letting the hardness of my shaft glide along the wetness of her pussy while I suckled her breasts and nibbled at her throat. By the time she was arching her back and contorting her body to meet my shaft as it glided along her length I knew she was ready for me and I entered her. I sank myself deep into her slowly and then pulled myself out and held the head of my dick over her damp pussy teasing her still further.

"You fucker," she laughed.

She wrapped those long legs around my waist and brought her pelvis up and seemed to suck me inside of her as her body took all control away from her. I felt her muscles tighten around my dick and I began to fuck her hard, there was no stopping me because I was no longer wanting, I needed to finish what we had started earlier. Barb twisted her entire body as if she were still on stage dancing to some song in her head. I spread her legs out to the sides and watched myself as I pumped in and out of her like a firing machine gun. Her long fingers found her nipples and pulled on them and I rubbed her clit and she grunted with my effort. She began to moan softly at first and then she built up speed. She was working herself into an orgasm and she was trying hard to get there. I folded her long legs together which put her pussy into a nice tightness and with that I started to go crazy. It was like my pelvis was on automatic and I was fucking her fast and furious as I saw her hands were clutching the bed spread on either side as she let out short squeals of pleasure. She rose to a crescendo but fell just short of orgasm and I could tell she had missed it by just a smidgen. I pushed her legs to one side and began to suck her pussy once more as I inserted my finger into her anus. Her insides were like velvet on my rough fingers. Stroking my fingers in short little bursts in and out of her puckered little hole I could feel her clenching her muscles and holding me tightly from escaping.

"Oh yeah, honey," she said as she put her hand on my fingers that were probing her ass and lifted one of her legs so that I could absorb her clit more effectively.

I worked my finger in and out of her ass and while they were feeling the warmth from her insides I let them swirl in a circular motion inside of her. She was breathing in gasps now and accenting it with high pitched sounds. "Oh God, Yes," she approved. I had a feeling she enjoyed what I was doing.

She then moved herself into the doggie style position and, laying her head and shoulders on a pillow; she spread her ass cheeks apart and steadied herself for me. I knew what she wanted, I knew what she needed, and I took the head of my dick and pushed it into her ass. At first it popped out and she shuddered and I made a second attempt. I succeeded in getting my cock worked inside her and slowly pushed myself into her. She was so tight and her muscles were clamping my dick so solid that a true in and out movement seemed to be impossible. I moved in that fashion but she was not relaxing enough and I reached beneath my balls and stroked her pussy as I worked her ass. Her hand met mine and she began to rub her clit as I held her by her hips and continued to move inside of her. After a while she began to loosen up just a bit and I was free to fuck her in earnest and still have that incredible tight grip of her anus muscles along my shaft. 

"Ah shit, baby. Fuck me!" Barb was again building up to a massive orgasm.

I started to move in and out of her, slapping her ass with my body and each time I did she let out a loud, "Oh yeah".

In a matter of seconds, my momentum took over and I was banging her ass hard and out of control. I was furiously working myself in her and she began to shake with a powerful orgasm. Her whole body seemed to fold up as she did so. "Ahhhhhhhhh," the sound pouring out of her lip like the wetness running out of her pussy. She then spread herself flat onto the bed and I popped out of her. I straddled her and shoved myself back into her ass and hooked my arm under her arm pits and grabbed her shoulders and began to pound in her ass. I couldn't stop now. I was so close and all I wanted to do was fuck my sweet baby's ass. Sweat was pouring from every pour of my body as I slid in and out of her and she began to yell out, "Oh God, Oh God," as I vigorously pumped my cock in to her tight little ass. Then with all my might I gave one final thrust filling her ass with my thick cock and the first spurt of semen exploded deep into her bowels followed by what seemed like ten minutes of pumping my cum into her. Then I fell in a heap on top of her, both of our bodies bathed in sweat and both of us gasping for air.

When we caught our breath and rested for a bit, Barb got up, my cum dripping down her thighs from that beautiful, firm ass, and wandered into the kitchen and fumbled about looking for something. When she returned, she brought with her a bottle of Jack Daniels and couple of coffee mugs filled with ice. She apparently had wiped herself with a dish rag while in the kitchen, for I saw no evidence of the wetness that had been flowing between her thighs and down her legs. We drank past sun up and laughed and giggled while talking about this and that. Soon after, the alcohol overtook us and we slept.

Barb eventually moved back to Florida where she was killed in a car wreck. She died at the age of thirty-three and she is fondly remembered. I eventually stopped using any drugs or alcohol and have joined the living world of the civilian and have never looked back in want to be immersed into the 'life' ever again. While I was in that 'life', it was a hectic and challenging time. The perks did not outweigh the pain at all. I tell this story not so much for myself but for those interested in seeing what a slice of life is really like. Merle died a decade after Barb, leaving his wife, Dora, as part owner of the Club. She sold her interest and financed her daughters, all three of them, through UCLA. She is a happy grandmother and has not looked back at the 'life' as something she misses, just as something she did. At this time of her life, she is now a paralegal secretary for one of her daughters. She watches as her many nights of hard work now gives her a reason to get up each morning. It's through the eyes of her daughter that she can still see Merle. Life is never what you think it will be while you're living it. It's only when you look back through the years of tattered dreams and shattered realities that you can truly see just what life had to offer.



Barbara



The following is a true story of my first experience with a MILF a number of years ago when I was in my early 20's. To say the least, it was a learning experience and, looking back, a defining moment in my sex life. I learned a lot about pleasing a woman and began my real appreciation for an elegantly dressed woman. I hope you enjoy this and I'd like to hear comments, particularly from women about their experiences. Pegasus

BARBARA Part I

Back in 1972 when I was 23 I met my first MILF. I can only say it was a memorable experience. I was in the Navy, stationed in Florida and lived in a trailer park just off base. Although there were several hot looking young women living there, but with the close surroundings I pretty much minded my own business. Across the street from my trailer was a young couple who I was good friends with and we partied together frequently. Next to them lived a woman named Barbara, who was married to a career Navy man, along with her 5 children.

Living in the Sunshine State I took full advantage of the weather and spent a lot of time outside enjoying the Florida sun, usually wearing flip flops and a pair of jogging shorts. I was athletic and often played ball or Frisbee with the kids in the neighborhood when I wasn't out surfing. Being the friendly type, I always said hello to Barbara and would wave when she would look out on the kids. Even at a distance, it was easy to see she had rather large tits and a pleasing curvy figure. One early October day I was surprised when Barbara came to my door and said she had a favor to ask me. I say surprised, because other than the hellos and waves, we had never really talked. I could not help but notice how attractive she was, finally seeing her close up. She was dressed in a neatly pressed white cotton blouse, tight orange shorts and heels. Her skin was smooth and she didn't need or use a lot of makeup. Here dark hair was medium length and perfectly styled. Even in such casual attire, she was very elegant with just the right touch of jewelry and sensual, with one button left undone on her blouse to allow a teasing view of her cleavage. Her tits were indeed a D-cup, confirming my previous estimates from a distance. Her shorts left little to the imagination as they hugged every curve. 

"I came over to ask you a favor," she started, "I have some Christmas presents that I don't want my kids to find and would like to know if I could hide them in your trailer." She noticed my look of hesitation and continued, "I'll make it very worth your while."

That statement confused me a bit. I responded, "I'd be happy to do it just as a friendly neighbor, but," I continued, "My ship is deploying soon and I will not be home for a number of months." I would actually not be back before Christmas. 

Barbara looked visibly upset and repeated, "I'll really give you a good deal, but I've been around the Navy long enough and I understand deployments."

We chatted a bit longer, sitting on the steps of my trailer, and I'm sure she noticed my frequent glances at her tits as she said, "We need to become better friends. I agreed with her as she headed back to her trailer. As she opened the door to her trailer she turned and waved, and said, "Talk to you soon." I sat picturing the wonderful wiggle of her ass as she walked away and wondered if she had noticed my cock stirring while we were talking.

The next evening, Saturday, I was home watching TV and just relaxing. I heard a knock at the door and it was my friends from across the street and Barbara. The said they were going to the club for a few drinks and to play some pool and asked me to join them, saying, "Barbara needs a pool partner." 

I had planned to begin getting my things together for the upcoming deployment, but then Barbara said, "Pretty please," with a sexy little pout. She was dressed in a black blouse with a couple buttons left open to show off her breasts and a very tight green skirt, cut about six inches above her knees and nice high heels. Just like the previous day, her makeup and hair were flawless and her jewelry added the perfect accent.

There was no way I was going to resist that request so I said, "Give me 10 minutes to get ready and I'll be right out." As I dressed, my mind was racing with erotic thoughts and my cock started responding.

At the club we had a couple beers as we played pool. Barbara and I chatted non-stop when we were not shooting and I had the opportunity to compliment her on her clothes, telling her, "You look stunning. I've never seen you dressed up like this." 

My compliment brought a big smile to her face and she thanked me and said, "I like to wear nice feminine clothes, but with the kids I don't get to enjoy dressing like this too often."

Her smile was so beautiful I added, "You smile is radiant too, so I guess you are really enjoying the evening." 

"Absolutely, I know it will be a special night."

After a while I noticed every time it was my turn to shoot, Barbara would be at the opposite side of the table facing me. When standing, she would be in a sexy pose showing off her tits and one time, sitting, her skirt rode way up and gave me a clear view of her panty covered beaver. We lost that game and Barbara suggested we all go for a walk on the beach. It was a warm evening so we all immediately agreed. 

For the short ride to the beach Barbara and I sat in the back and she moved very close to me and I was able to enjoy her perfume. 

"What kind of perfume are you wearing? I really enjoy it; it has a very sensual scent." 

She put her hand on my arm and told me the name and said, "Thank you," leaving her resting softly on my arm.

For such a soft touch, I sent lightning bolts through me. I was also treated to a wonderful view of her thighs as her skirt had ridden up well above her knees. 

At the beach Barbara had to take her heels off and the two couples strolled along together. I say couples because almost automatically Barbara and I put our arms around each other and she leaned into me more as we walked through the ankle deep water as it receded after a wave broke. 

A few minutes later however, Barbara suggested we wade out farther to enjoy the foamy surf. As we inched out slowly to deeper water, Barbara said, "I don't want to get my nice clothes wet. Why don't we just strip down to our underwear? It's just like wearing bathing suits, right? 

"Yeah, if you have underwear on," I said, "But I don't want to get arrested."

Barbara playfully called me, "Party pooper," as she headed to the car where she put her clothes ion the back seat. Once free of her clothes she turned to me and asked,"How's that?" 

"Beautiful," was all I could say as I saw more of her full tits.

We headed back to the water as Barbara whispered,"I Think not wearing underwear is sexy," and she gave my butt a playful squeeze and kissed cheek.

Soon we were all soaking wet and her thin underwear hid very little. I now could see her big areole with large hard nipples poking through the transparent bra. We were holding on to each other for support against the breaking waves and soon were taking every opportunity to feel each other up. I quickly learned Barbara's tits were very firm and she did not seem to mind me touching them at all, and I certainly did not mind her hand feeling my crotch or ass. 

We were getting accustomed to the water when Barbara suggested we go back home and put our bathing suits on. We only lived 5 minutes away, so all agreed. Arriving at the trailer park we all dashed off to change and met back at the car, this time with towels. I was treated to a lovely sight as Barbara had put on a tiny bikini. 

Back at the beach, instead of heading back out into the surf, Barbara and I decided to walk along the beach a ways so we could talk and enjoy our new found friendship. Again arm in arm, holding each other tightly, she said, "This is much better in a bathing suit." 

I agreed saying, "I love the way you look in that tiny bikini." She just smiled and put her head softly on my shoulder as we ambled along.

It was a beautiful moonlit night and we stopped to gaze out over the water. I snuggled close behind Barbara with my arms around her waist. She quietly whispered,"This is really an old bikini, why do you like it so much?"

"You looked very attractive and sexy," which made her smile warmly. I continued, "And I love the sight of your beautiful tits in that tiny top." At the same time I moved my hands up to hold her firm globes for the first time. 

She responded by moaning and said, "I don't mind if you take my top off so you can see them completely." 

As the tiny top fell away all I could say is, "Wow." Her nipples were very big and hard. Yes, of course I told her so and began caressing her tits and gently rolling the nipples between my fingers. I could not resist telling her, "Your nipples are so hard." They were actually the largest I have ever seen, even to this day.

Barbara immediately responded, "And they need a lot of that kind of attention." She started telling me she had been watching me for some time and confided, "I enjoy seeing me in your tiny running shorts and can't help trying to see what you have under them." She continued, "That's really why I came over to see you yesterday. Yes, I do have some Christmas presents I need to hide, but I really wanted to see up your shorts up close. With that she turned and put her hand on my now very erect cock erection and we began kissing deeply. When we finally came up for air she said she loved my touch and would do her best to make sure I would not be disappointed. 

I did not need any more urging as we headed back up the beach, her tits jiggling beautifully in the moonlight. She said she really did not want to cover up but knew she better before we got back to our friends. So I helped her back into the tiny bra, and enjoyed watching her adjust them to show as much as possible. 

Barbara whispered, "I'll gladly come over to your trailer and show them to me again." As we returned to the trailer park she said, "I'll be over in a few minutes after I get dried off and cleaned up. 

I gave her a soft kiss on her neck which made her moan.

I quickly answered the soft knock, wearing only my unlined jogging shorts. Barbara had on the white blouse and orange shorts as if telling me she was bringing me a present. "You are a beautiful sight," and also admitted I fell the same way when she had come over in the same outfit the previous day. 

We quickly fell into a deep hot kiss, grinding our hips together. When we broke, Barbara said, "Now you know what I meant when I said I'd make it worth your while."

Sitting on the sofa we continued kissing passionately as our hands roamed over each other. I quickly found she was not wearing a bra as her very hard nipples were poking through her blouse. I whispered, "I love the sight of your braless tits." 

She responded by seductively unbuttoning her blouse saying, "Let me share them with you. I love the feel of your hands all over them." 

When her blouse was finally off I began kissing the large mounds, my hands moved to her shorts which she also gladly helped remove to reveal tiny bikini panties, which also were quickly removed. No sooner was she beautifully naked than she was pulling at my shorts to free my raging cock. "I want to feel this inside me." 

I quickly took her hand and stood up ready to lead her to my bedroom, but instead we found ourselves in a tight embrace, my hands around her shapely ass, pulling her tightly against me. Not that I needed to pull that tightly since she was grinding her hips against mine so my erection was between her legs and sliding along the already wet lips of her hot pussy.

Breathlessly I told her, "We ought to go to my bed so we can really fuck." 

Barbara happily responded, "I've been looking forward to just that for some time."

We fell onto the bed kissing deeply and continuing to explore each other's bodies. My hands kept her nipples hard and I could not resist taking them in my mouth again. She loved it when I rolled the stiff tips between my lips and tongued them.

"You're driving me crazy. I love having so much attention paid to my tits," As she held my head tightly to her heaving chest.

I could feel her passion rising and I already knew there was a very wet pussy just waiting for attention. I kissed my way down her chest and stomach. As I did so she asked, "Are you going to eat my pussy?"

"Uh huh," I mumbled.

"I love that even more that having my tits sucked." 

She was very accommodating as she opened her legs wide and used her delicate fingers to open her wet pussy for me to enjoy. She tasted wonderful and her juices were flowing freely. My hands were free so I reached back up to continue teasing her big nipples. All the while Barbara was encouraging me and telling me how much she enjoyed having her pussy eaten. I could feel her excitement building and she began grinding her hips against my mouth. My tongue worked her clit and darted in and out of her. Soon she was in the throes of an orgasm, her pussy flooded with her juices, which I continued to savor. 

"Baby, you better fuck me now. I need you stiff cock in me." 

I kissed my way back up her body, lingering at her glorious tits again. She moved her legs to guide my cock straight to her waiting pussy and I entered her slowly, pushing my full 9 inches all the way in her hot hole so she could feel the entire length. Her pussy was wonderfully tight around me and she said with delight, "You are stretching my cunt. It feels sooooooo goooooood. 

We both began thrusting slowly and steadily, pushing as deep as possible each time, but we were both so hot it was not long before we were pounding away at each other, enjoying a fantastic fuck. 

Barbara was very vocal, "You are touching my clit and hitting bottom with every stroke. I have not been fucked this good in a long time. I love your cock!"

We were both truly enjoying pleasuring each other. As we continued feverishly, we kissed passionately and our hands were all over each other. Mine hands taking turns between her tits, nipples and ass, hers searching my ass and roaming all over my back. I can't tell you how long we fucked, but we both enjoyed powerful and vocal orgasms as our passions peaked from the hours of teasing and anticipation. In Barbara's case maybe I should say weeks or months as she said, "I've been looking at your cock in your shorts for so long and dreaming how good it would feel in me. It was better than I ever dreamed.

As our orgasms subsided and we began to relax we continued to kiss and enjoy our new found sex. Barbara began telling me, "I have been watching you and trying to find ways to get you to fuck me. I almost came out and asked you if you like to fuck me as we were sitting on the steps yesterday afternoon."

"Maybe you should have, we would not have had to wait the additional 24 hours. But, you certainly did not disappoint me and I will gladly fuck you anytime you like."

With that she said, "Roll over on your stomach," and she proceeded to provide very special attention to my asshole, which was very exciting and already getting my dick hard again. She even used her pretty tits and pushed one of her hard nipples into my ass, which made me very hard in no time. 

"WOW!"

"Roll back over lover. You ate her pussy so wonderfully. I want to let you enjoy my mouth around my dick."

I certainly did enjoy it. Today, some 35 years later, she still remains the most memorable woman to ever suck my cock. As her head bobbed in a wonderful motion up and down the full length of my excited dick, I continued to enjoy keeping her nipples hard. She kept bringing me to the brink of an orgasm then would stop me so she could continue enjoying me with her mouth. 

Barbara stopped to enjoy her work, "I love the size of your cock," and with a sexy smile, she continued, "Let's see how big I can make it. Of course, then I'll have to make it go down again." 

Now it was her turn to slowly kiss her way up my body. She paused to allow her big mounds to dangle around my cock as she sucked my nipples. Then moved up so her big tits were right over my face, which I took full advantage off, sucking her nipples to their full hardness. Neither of us wanted to wait another moment as she positioned her hot pussy over my cock and slid all the way down around me as we both enjoyed the tremendous excitement. Again we started with a slow grind, but built to the point where Barbara was bouncing up and down my full length. As she fucked away, I reached for her tits and began tweaking her nipples, which just drove her crazy as she picked up the pace even more. 

She was getting close to a big orgasm and urged. "Fuck me deep. Give me that big cock." 

I lifted my ass off the bed pushing as far as possible into her willing pussy. It was not long before we were both cuming again. This time, we could only collapse in each others arms and enjoyed the afterglow of a fantastic fuck. 

Barbara softly whispered, "You satisfied me more than I have been in a long, long time. I hope we can enjoy more fucking in the near future. 

Of course I agreed saying, "If you had only asked me sooner, we could have been enjoy wonderful fucks a long time ago. I will gladly give you my cock anytime you want it." 

It was late, and Barbara needed to get back home, so we cleaned each other up and returned to the living room where we had thrown off our clothes. I reluctantly helped her put her blouse on because I was still enjoying the sight of her glorious tits and nipples that were still hard, but they did poke out nicely through her blouse. 

She helped me put my shorts on as she said, "Thank you for finally letting her see first hand the treasure you kept hidden underneath those shorts." 

Still excited, we kissed passionately a bit longer as neither of us wanted this to end. Finally she had to go, and I offered, "Let me help you put these back on," holding her tiny panties and shorts.

"That's OK; the blouse covers me enough to get across the street."

We shared our final kiss and I told her, "I will be home tomorrow night and I would love to fuck you to your heart's content if you are available. 

She responded with a warm smile, a tender kiss and whispered, "I'd really like that. I'll be over as soon as I can tomorrow evening.

I watched her walk back across the street and the blouse did cover her enough for anyone looking from farther away. For me it was a final wonderful view of her shapely ass, which she gave a special wiggle as she looked sexily back over her shoulder. The she waved, blew me a kiss and disappeared in her trailer.

I enjoyed a beautiful night's sleep as I was literally exhausted from the exciting fucking we had just shared. The only thing that would have made it better would have been to have Barbara in my bed all night long. My dreams also looked forward to the following night.

BARBARA Part II

The next afternoon I was filled with anticipation. Just before sunset I walked up the convenience store at the entrance of the park to pick of a few things. As I was coming out I met Barbara heading back from the pizza store next door. She had on a long halter dress that did little to hide her beautiful tits. In fact, the way she had the dress tied it actually pushed her mounds up and more into view. 

I could only whistle softly and said, "You look very pretty in that colorful dress." 

We chatted softly as we strolled back to our trailers. We were both excited and I told Barbara, I can't wait to untie that dress and see your fabulous tits again and fuck you."

In the fading light, she leaned close, kissed my cheek and told me, "My pussy is already flowing. I'll be over as soon as I finished my chores at home. I'm looking forward to getting that lovely cock of yours out of those shorts again and enjoying another good fuck."




Barbara



I watched as she headed into her trailer, wiggling her pretty ass for me.

I heard her soft knock and my heart raced as I headed to the door. Barbara was stunning in the moonlight, which lit up her creamy and very exposed tits. I took her hand and helped up the steps and enjoyed the scent of her seductive perfume as she moved past me. As soon as the door was closed, we were in each others arms kissing deeply and breathlessly telling each other we had both been dreaming of our next meeting. I wanted to take in the full beauty of the woman in front of me and stepped back to gaze at her body as I held my hands on her hips. She was obviously not wearing a bra and her nipples were already quite hard as they poked out through the material of her dress. I told her, "You have the most stunning tits I had ever seen and I really love the way you show them off."

"Thank you for the compliment, Sweetie." Then she slowly twirled in front of me to allow me to gaze at her whole body. Facing me again she told me, "I love your gaze at my body and I really enjoy the way you appreciated me."

I poured us a couple drinks and we sat on the sofa and chatted as we held each other and yes, our hands began exploring. Our conversation was very intimate. I told her, "I love seeing your naked body, but it really is exciting to see you in flattering, sexy clothes." I told her about her distracting me while playing pool the previous evening. 

She giggled, "You caught me." 

I continued saying, "I'd certainly enjoy seeing more of your wardrobe."

Barbara really opened up then saying, "I do enjoy dressing up, but with my children and husband, when he is home, I just didn't have a lot of opportunities. I would very much enjoy wearing different outfits for you. She asked, "What do you think I would look like in a business suit? I have quite a few from when I used to work in an office."

"I know you would look fabulous and I'll look forward to it."

"OK, I'll wear one for our next meeting. I can't wait to see your appreciation your eyes."

We continued chatting and "Making out" passionately and after a while I told her, "I loved the way you twirled earlier allowing me to see all of you." 

"Well let me show you again," and she promptly got up and repeated the pirouette.

As she started a second turn, I stood behind her and put my arms around her waist, pulling her close and softly kissed her neck. She moaned, "You touch feels so wonderful."

I looked down her chest and told her, "Your tits so gorgeous in this dress," as I brought my hands up to hold and caress them, "And they are so firm."

She whispered, "Your touch is wonderful and it is getting me hot." I held her a few more moments, her arms holding my hands firmly against her chest, and she pushed her lovely ass back into my cock, both of us enjoying the growing excitement. I continued kissing and then caressing her neck and my hands came to the knot at the back of her neck that held up the dress.

I whispered, "May I?" 

Barbara whispered back in a very hot voice, "Please." 

The loose knot slipped out easily and I moved back slightly to allow the material to fall slowly away from her body. I could only gasp at the beautiful sight that came into view. There stood a gorgeous naked lady in spike heels with her dress around her feet. She then again twirled slowly allowing me to take in her whole body as she smiled seductively. 

Facing me again, she complimented me saying, "And I think your cock is also stunning and I love the way you show it off," as she reached to give a delicate squeeze between my legs. 

Barbara said, "I've been imagining this moment all day. I love your gaze on my body."

She could tell I liked what I saw and said, "You should give me something to look at too."

My shorts were loose fitting so almost instantly I was standing naked for her approval with my cock hardening by the second.

She asked, "When am I going to be able to fuck it?"

I quietly took her hand and escorted her to my bed, where she pushed me on my back and straddled me and began kissing me deeply. My hands were working her mounds as well as reaching between her legs to feel her very wet pussy. In between kisses she would use her tits to tease my cock or dangle them for my lips to tweak her nipples, all the while telling me, "I am so excited and you are making my pussy so hot and wet."

Suddenly, she moved her pussy straight to my lips and told me, "Give my pussy a little of your tongue." 

She got more than a little of it as I pushed deeply into her, of course, I also made sure her clit was taken care of too. As I licked her she continued telling me, "You are making my cunt feel so wonderful." Let's just say she absolutely loved having her pussy eaten. 

As her excitement increased she began humping my tongue until she came. She enjoyed the orgasm and I savored her flowing cum.

"Lover, as wonderful as you just made my pussy feel, I really need to be fucked," and moved her lovely pussy over my cock and settled down slowly taking me all the way inside her very hot cunt. 

Barbara was very turned on and was fucking away on my hard dick, which I very much enjoyed watching. Her beautiful tits were bouncing as she continued thrusting away. 

I told her, "You are a fantastic fuck," which must have put her over the edge as she went into a powerful orgasm. 

We only rested briefly and rolled over without me pulling out. She raised her legs high over my shoulders and began encouraging me, "Give it to me. Fuck me hard. I want to feel your hard cock pounding in and out of me. Just fuck me good, baby." 

I was very happy to do so. Her pussy stroked my cock like a velvet glove and it was not long before she was feeling my load shoot against her inner walls. We collapsed in each others arms and just kept sharing our feelings about the wonderful fucks we just enjoyed. We nodded off briefly but Barbara soon aroused me reaching for my ass to roll me over. As she did the previous night, she worked her hard nipple in my ass which quickly had the desired results as I was hard again. This time I had the pleasure of enjoying Barbara's pussy from behind and twirled her big nipples between my fingers as we fucked.

We had lost all track of time and Barbara did need to return home. We washed up and I helped her back into her dress and enjoyed watching her making sure her tits were "Just so" in the halter. We kissed several more times and agreed there would be more meetings, but finally reluctantly parted for the evening.

Unfortunately, we could not see each other every single night, given the close quarters in the trailer park. Instead of just waving when we saw each other our hellos were more personal, always taking a few moments to chat. Our words were usually very intimate and Barbara would tell me about other outfits she was considering wearing and ask me which one I'd like her to wear. 

Of course, Barbara was always happy to see me in my shorts and I happily gave her something to look at. Similarly, she gave me as much as possible of her to look at too. We did get together several times a week to continue exploring each other. Each time Barbara arrived it was really a show. She told me, "As much as I enjoy fucking you, it is really the look in your eye when you first see what I'm wearing that really gets me going. It makes our fucking so much more special and satisfying."

The night she wore the business suit was very special. Her suit was sexy indeed. Just a very tight skirt and jacket with a plunging neckline, but very elegantly styled too. I however, surprised her too by wearing a suit and tie. When she saw me, she was more excited than I had ever seen her and more than pleasantly surprised by my appearance. As we sat on the sofa chatting softly, I was even more pleased to discover her naked pussy under her skirt. It was only a matter of seconds before she was straddling me right there on the sofa and we were fucking madly, both still fully dressed. I also got to see her in a snug fitting knit dress, which she wore without a bra so her stiff nipples were clearly visible and poking out. She looked fabulous in a tight tee and tight slacks, and even in a night gown with a slit all the way up the leg. One evening she arrived in a very short tight skirt, a blouse with the buttons mostly open and a lacey push up demi-bra that showed off her fabulous tits and left her nipples uncovered. It was always a great pleasure for both of us as the charms underneath the clothes were reveled and offered for mutual sharing.

Unfortunately, my ship had to deploy to and our exciting times came to an end. Seven months later when I returned, Barbara had moved. My next door neighbor told me where she thought she had moved, but I was never able to find her. I was left with some wonderful memories and Barbara certainly taught me a lot about giving a woman a satisfying fucking.

As you can see Barbara had a major influence on how I like to see a woman dressed and how a lady likes to see a man present himself, not to mention she taught me how to really satisfy a woman completely. Small wonder I have always enjoyed more mature ladies.



Barbara



Roy had a crush on Barbara every since he first met her at the bookstore in town where she worked, but she didn't even know he existed. He went there as often as he could, sometimes twice a week or more but she was always busy doing something or talking to someone else. He finally got up the courage to ask her for a date but she turned him down cold, right in front of one of the other customers. She said she had just escaped from a bad experience and wasn't interested in any type of relationship right now. He left the bookstore and almost crawled back to his little, one room, cabin in the hills. At first he was crushed and heartbroken at having been rebuffed by someone he thought was so attractive, but then he began to formulate a plan to get even with her. 

She was a beautiful woman, about 33 years old with long brown hair and soft hazel eyes. The few extra pounds she carried only went to soften and enhance her beauty and sex appeal for him. Her routine was simple; the owner of the bookstore went in early every morning, opened up and left for the day about 5 or 6 P.M. Barbara was usually alone to close the store at 7 in the evenings.

The bookstore was closed on Sundays and Mondays and she lived alone so he knew if she disappeared, she wouldn't be missed until Tuesday. The following Saturday evening it was snowing as he put his evil plan into motion.

He waited in his truck across the street until he saw the store close and Barbara go to her car. He followed her for a few blocks until they came to a secluded, wooded area. Coming up behind he flashed the red light he had bought just for this purpose and, as he knew she would, she slowed and stopped almost immediately. He was careful to stay behind his headlights where he knew she couldn't see him and ordered her out of the car. 

She got out, leaving her coat behind, and squinting into the glare said, "What's the trouble officer, did I do something wrong?"

Putting on his best gruff voice he growled, "We have had a report of a stolen car that matches the description of the one you are driving. Turn around and put your hands behind your back while I check."

She had the greatest respect for the police and since Barbara knew she was innocent, dutifully obeyed. Trusting him, she stood still, her back to him and her hands crossed behind her back.

With a quick fluid motion, he mover up behind her and looped the noose of a rope he had brought with him around her wrists. Before she had a chance to react, he covered her head with a dark cloth bag and pulled the drawstring tight around her neck. She tried to run but he simply grabbed the end of the rope binding her wrists and she fell into the snow. Throwing her over his shoulder, he boosted her into the front seat of his pickup truck and deftly fastened the seat belt, imprisoning her.

Roy moved her car off the road a little and locked it up as if it had been parked there on purpose. Within minutes the snow would obliterate any trace that either of them had been there. When he got back to his truck, Barbara was squirming and mumbling incoherently under the mask. He shook her roughly and said, "Be quiet and hold still and you won't get hurt."

Barbara was terrified and didn't know what to think, but she was smart enough to know that he could easily harm her in her present, helpless, position, so she did as he said and quit resisting. 

They drove in silence for almost 15 minutes before they finally reached his isolated little shack. Although they passed other cars on the main highway, the bright headlights and snow flurries prevented anyone from seeing her and her predicament. They finally reached an area that was completely secluded in a grove of trees where the nearest neighbor was more than half a mile away. A big, fierce looking Rottweiler mix dog met them, barking at the truck.

Roy pulled Barbara from the vehicle and roughly pushed her into the cabin. All the while, the dog was sniffing at her legs and her behind. At the door, Roy gave the dog a kick and sent him scurrying outside. Once inside, he again admonished her to hold still and not to try anything funny and, "You won't get hurt!" He undid the rope from one of her wrists and threw it over a beam supporting the roof. Another piece of rope fastened to the other hand was also thrown over the beam. Both lines were fastened to a cleat that had been installed on the wall just for this purpose, leaving Barbara with her hands over her head, stranding almost on her tiptoes.

When he was sure she was completely helpless he moved around behind her and took off the hood. She was completely befuddled by the dim lights of the crude cabin and her surroundings in general. A huge brass bed dominated the room, while an equally big stone fireplace took up most of the wall opposite the doorway.

She had no idea where she was but most of all, she was cold and frightened by the grizzly character in front of her. He was a big man, perhaps 50, with a scruffy head of blond hair and at least a week's growth of beard. He was wearing dirty, rustic bib overalls, with no coat, a blue flannel shirt and farmers boots. His best feature, if he had one, was his steely blue eyes. His hands were large and dirty like the rest of his body, his clothes and the cabin itself.

Suddenly it came to her! She had seen him in the bookstore and someone had told her he had been a hermit since his wife died more than 10 years ago and his name was Roy. He had even asked her out one time. Now, he was a menacing sight, standing in front of her with a huge hunting knife that glistened in the flickering firelight. She closed her eyes and turned her head away so as not to see what he was going to do to her. She was terrified and sobbing softly.

His voice, very gruff, startled her. "I'm not going to hurt you my lovely, I just want to see your beautiful body."

With that, he slipped the knife into the neckline of her dress and, in one quick downward movement, cut both the dress and her bra completely in two down the front. The only thing left to protect her modesty was her pink panties. He cackled as he held the pieces of her dress and brassiere apart with his filthy hands and stared at her beautiful, full breasts. Slowly, he bent his head down and sucked one of the pink nipples into his mouth where he nursed like a child for a few seconds.

As frightened as Barbara was, the feeling of the soft lips and probing tongue caressing her nipple would not have been that objectionable if it weren't for the whiskers. They were like needles, stabbing the soft skin of her tit. He began to move his head back and forth, going from one soft mound to the other, licking, sucking, nipping and biting. At the point when she finally resolved that she would just have to take it, he slipped his hand into her panties and yanked them off. Now, except for the dress that was hanging in shreds from her shoulders and her shoes, she was completely nude.

He stepped back as if to admire this statuesque beauty in front of him. His eyes were glued to the small tuft of golden brown hair that hid one of her more obvious delights. As if he were thinking about it, he put his right index finger in his mouth. He then moved to her and inserted it between her legs. He ran it back and forth a couple of times without actually entering her. He then pulled it out, smelled it and put it back into his mouth.

"MMM, you taste good."

He moved around behind her where she couldn't couldn't see him. She let out an involuntary gasp when his finger brushed her anus. She couldn't help but wonder if he put his finger back in his mouth. From behind, he used the knife to cut the dress and bra straps from her shoulders. As uncomfortable and embarrassed as she was at standing here completely nude and under his control, she felt a twinge of relief when she saw the knife clatter to the floor in front of her.

Her respite was short-lived when she felt his putrid, hot breath on her neck and his hands snaked around her body and began fondling her breasts. He tried to nibble on her ear but she quickly turned her head away. Holding her tightly to him from behind with one hand, the other groped downward until it came in contact with her pubic hair. Although she was squirming violently, she was completely under his control. His grubby fingers were caressing the lips of her vagina, probing, and trying to find enough lubricant to enter her. She could feel his erect penis prodding her rump through the rough fabric of his overalls.

She was weeping openly now. "Please let me go! Leave me alone, your hands are so dirty and you stink. My arms hurt."

"Is that what's bothering you? I'll go out by the creek and take a bath. First I'll cut you down and tie you to the bed."

He did what he said and in just a couple of minutes she was tied, flat on her back, completely nude and spread eagle on the old brass bed. Each arm and leg was tied to a corner, leaving her legs spread wide and her vagina completely exposed to his view. 

He stood at the foot of the bed and looked down at her. "Wow, you got a nice pussy!" Once again he rubbed her with his grubby fingers only this time there was no way to keep him from entering her. Although she was completely dry, he ran his index finger in and out of her repeatedly. "After I take a bath, I'm gonna' get me some of that." He finally abandoned poking her and knelt beside the bed, his face only inches away from hers. 

She was sobbing and completely humiliated when she said, "Please let me go. I won't tell anyone about this. I'm cold and frightened."

He stood up and looked down at her. "You ain't going nowhere till I do what I want with you. I'm gonna go and wash up then we will see just how nice you can be. First I'll stoke up that fire to warm you up a little."

True to his word, in just a few minutes he had a roaring fire in the hearth but he threw the remnants of her clothes into it. He went out and soon returned with two five-gallon buckets full of water. He poured one of them into a large vat on a derrick like arm and suspended it over the fire. When he was sure the fire was warming the water, he removed his clothing.

Barbara couldn't help watching as this scene unfolded in front of her. As big and dirty as Roy it was, his skin underneath his clothes appeared to be soft and pink, in sharp contrast to his rough, gnarled hands. He had very little hair anywhere on his body. The lack of pubic hair made his penis look very big, much larger than the few she had seen. She was not a virgin, but most of her encounters had been grope sessions in a darkened car and she had only seen an erect penis a couple of times when she and her boyfriend made love. 

Roy dipped a ladle full of warm water from the cauldron and poured it over his head, letting the water leak through the gaps in the boards at his feet. With a washcloth and soap he commenced to bathe himself, turning this way and that, washing his face and under his arms. Barbara couldn't believe how meticulous he was. Each square inch of skin was scrubbed and rescrubbed with the course washcloth. Every now and then he would pour another ladle full of water over his head. Her eyes widened when he commenced to wash his genitals. With his hands he soaped up his scrotum and penis. She watched, mesmerized, as he stroked his soapy hand back and forth. Within a very short time his cock had become fully erect and grown to an incredibly fat implement, seven or eight inches long. 

Suddenly he stopped and looked directly at her. "Not too soon darlin' I'm gonna save that for you". He rinsed himself again and broke out a disposable safety razor and a toothbrush. Using a mirror on the mantle over the fireplace he brushed his teeth and carefully shaved his face. Barbara couldn't help but notice that his monster erection had faded away until his penis was just hanging there, a limp, five inch long piece of meat. Roy surprised her by digging into his kit and bringing out a small bottle of aftershave lotion, which he delicately dabbed on his face and neck. The final surprise was when he combed his now clean but still shaggy, blond hair.

She was thinking, all in all, he was not really that bad looking and if it wasn't for her present predicament, she might find him attractive until he turned around. The look on his face sent shivers down her spine and she was appalled when he grabbed his penis and shook it at her. 

He walked towards her, still flipping his flaccid penis up-and-down. It was already beginning to grow. "OK you sweet young thing, Daddy's gonna feed you some meat".

Barbara couldn't take her eyes off of the giant implement as he walked towards the bed still holding it, wagging it at her. She finally looked away when he began to rub the bulbous head on her left breast. She was dismayed that despite her disgust, she knew her nipple was getting hard in response to the gentle massaging of his cock on her sensitive skin. She could only hope that her womanhood would not betray her and seep moisture. A moment later, she was almost thankful when he rubbed his gnarled fingers between her legs and they came up dry.

"Girley, I'm gonna fuck you if I have to rub goose grease all over your pussy". He started to walk away, changed his mind and came back. "Maybe I can get it wet if I stick my tongue in it". 

Without another word he climbed up on the end of the bed between her legs and began to lick her vagina. Stroke after stroke his tongue lashed and prodded at her most intimate parts. She knew that no matter how distasteful this situation was, she would not be able to keep her body from responding. She knew from past experience that her clitoris would swell and become very prominent from the oral stimulation and her vagina would began to seep moisture. She could feel his soft tongue probing and knew that he had discovered her "little man" and that it was reacting to the stimuli. A shudder went through her body.

After a few more jabs with his tongue he looked up at her and smiled, "That did it. You ain't as prissy as you make out. You done got pussy juice running out of you. Now I'm gonna fuck you like you ain't never been fucked before."

He crawled up over her and she was horrified to see that his penis had grown to massive proportions. She tried to wiggle and squirm but it was no use, the ropes holding her were secure and the best she could do was to twist the lower part of her body a few inches. Now he was hovering over her, supporting his weight on his hands. His lower body was in contact with her and his penis was poking at her, between her legs.

"Now Missy, I'm gonna give you the best screwing you ever had." With that, he used one hand to guide his hard tool into her. Again she was dismayed that her body had yielded to him and provided the lubricant that allowed such easy access to her.

She cried out, not in pain but in rage that something like this could happen to her. She knew, deep in her heart, that she liked sex and could enjoy this if it were under different circumstances. Even now, the feeling of his huge penis stroking in and out of her was not unpleasant. His rough hands, cupping and fondling her breasts only went to heighten the overall sexual sensation. 

Soon she surrendered to the inevitable and ceased to struggle, submitting to his lust. Despite the cold, he was sweating profusely as he pounded his hard penis into her time and again. His grunts of satisfaction hid her little whimpers of bliss as they both neared the culmination of this union. Faster and deeper he plunged until finally she succumbed to the oldest of the primeval pleasures. She tried not to buck into him, tried not to allow him the satisfaction that she had experienced a climax and actually enjoyed his reprehensible act. Moments later, he let out a bellow, raised his head and plunged deep into her, pausing as his orgasm caused semen to spew from his body into hers. A few seconds pause, then another deep stroke and another spurt of his seed. Four, five, six times this was repeated until, with a massive exhale of breath; he collapsed on top of her, totally spent. 

He rolled off of her to end up flat on his back alongside of her. Within minutes he was snoring softly. 

Although, his neck and head imprisoned her left arm, the binding on her right arm had become loose from all the activity and she was able to slip her slender wrist through the loop of the rope. Carefully she worked her left arm out from under his head and by leaning across him, was able to untie the binding on her wrist with her free hand. In this position, her breast was almost against his mouth and she stifled a shudder as she remembered the pleasure of him sucking on her.

Whatever else he was, he was a good woodsman and the knots in the rope around her ankles, while secure, were easy to untie. She was free but nude and had no idea where she was. She cracked open the cabin door only to be greeted by a blast of frigid air and the fangs of the snarling Rottweiler. 

She slammed the door shut and turned her back to it, holding it closed against the dog's attack. She was alarmed to see that the noise of the dog had aroused Roy and he was sitting up in bed. 

He growled, "You ain't going nowhere girlie, I ain't through with you yet," as he lunged at her across the few feet from the bed to the door.

She sidestepped him, leaving the door unblocked just as he got there. The dog pushed the door open just enough for the edge to catch Roy full in the face, knocking him backwards onto the floor. The dog rushed in and, in his fury, didn't identify his master and fastened his teeth onto the inside of the big man's leg, right along side of his testicles. One of the dog's fangs actually nicked his scrotum enough to be very painful and very bloody.

Roy let out a roar and cuffed the dog on the side of his head with his fist. The dog, recognizing his error, let out a yelp and darted out the door. Roy, blood gushing down his leg, regained his feet, slammed the door and looked around the small room.

Barbara was huddled in the corner by the fireplace, as far away from Roy as she could get. She had armed herself with a piece of firewood, a tree limb about three feet long and almost three inches in diameter.

Roy charged around the bed at her, hobbled by the pain in his leg and groin. Just as he reached her, she struck him with a sideways blow to the head, which diverted him, headlong into the stone fireplace. With a sickening, hollow sound the crown of his head came into contact with the stones and he went down, totally unconscious and face down on the hearth, his right hand in the fire.

Barbara cringed in the corner until the sickening smell of burning flesh brought her to her senses. Realizing he was unconscious or worse, she tried to drag him so that his hand would be out of the fire. He was far too heavy so she finally rolled him over so his arm was free of the inferno.

She stepped around him and could see he was still breathing but there was blood coming out of his mouth and ears. She took the spread from the bed and wrapped it around her, partially to shield her from the cold and partially for modesty's sake. She spotted Roy's overalls hanging on a peg alongside the fireplace and pulled them down, planning to look for the keys to his truck. Underneath the overalls was her purse!

She rummaged through it, found her cell phone and dialed 911.

One ring and a crisp, male voice said, "Lynchburg police, what is your emergency?"

"Thank God! This is Barbara Rollins and I have been kidnapped and raped."

"O K Maam, we found your car earlier. I'll try to help you. You're using a cell phone so I don't have a location on you. Do you know where you are?"

"No, I couldn't see where he brought me."

"Where is he now?"

"Right here in the cabin. I hit him with a piece of wood and he is unconscious."




Barbara



"Is there anything there with the address on it? A piece of mail, a bill?"

Barbara began to look around the crude hovel. She spied Roy's overalls and a billfold sticking out of the back pocket. Quickly she retrieved it and opened it up to find a driver's license. "I found his ID and it says he is 'Royal Darling' and his address is..."

"Never mind, I know him and where you are. I'll have a unit on the way. It will be there in just a couple of minutes. Will you be OK?" 

Barbara eyed Roy and her piece of firewood and said; "I think I can take care of him if he wakes up!"

EPILOGUE

In the late summer, Barbara gave birth to a bouncing 8 ½ pound baby boy. He had his mothers hazel eyes and his fathers blond hair.

In jail, Roy lost his hand and eventually his arm to gangrene. When he was sent to prison for the kidnapping and rape, he petitioned the courts to be allowed to see the child but the most they would do was to let him see pictures. They would not allow him any contact beyond that.

The following year, when he was beaten to death by another inmate, they found he had left a will, leaving a sizeable piece of wooded property in Virginia, a large portfolio of blue chip stocks and over $200,000 cash to the child with Barbara as executor. There was no one to contest the will.

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Copyright © 08-29-2008 by E. J. Sheeran. All rights reserved. This work, in part, or whole, is not to be distributed, reproduced, transmitted or posted, in any manner, without the express written permission of the author.

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Barbara.



For Barbara. I hope you like it hun.

I had met Barbara on here actually (literotica), looking through the profiles of members. We exchanged Emails a couple of times a month in the last year or so but that was about it. 

In one of our email exchanges I told her I was going to be going to Leeds for a meeting. She replied that she lived just outside of Leeds and that we should have dinner. I was happy that I would get to see her as she looked and sounded like fun. 

She was older than me, about 42 but she was really very sexy. I was 31. She gave me her number so I called when I arrived on Friday afternoon. I had thought about having her come to the hotel for dinner and of course wondered if she would come to my room after for a drink and maybe something else. She surprised me by saying that she wanted me to come to dinner at her home that she didn't want to get out in bad weather, so if I didn't mind she would fix a good home cooked meal since I would be eating room service for a week. 

I arrived and she greeted me at the door and much to my disappointment she was dressed smartly but not very sexy. She looked a lot older than me, but that didn’t put me off. She was very attractive and had a great chest. I gave her a hug and kiss on the cheek, (I could feel her lovely breasts press against me) and we sat down. We were talking and she would get up and on to check on the dinner. 

After we finished eating, she returned with a bottle of wine and 2 glasses and said, "lets go in the other room". We returned to a small room that had a TV, a sofa and a chair and a huge fireplace. She said she would start a fire and after she got the fire roaring she returned to the big chair and sat down. I was on the sofa. After a couple of minutes of chitchat she said she was getting a bit warm with the roaring fire so she would be right back. She returned with a long one piece "robe" that went shoulders to floor, no buttons or tie, but the neck was just low enough that she was showing some very nice cleavage. It was apparent form the movement of her breasts that she no longer had a bra on either. Things were looking up.

She brought the wine bottle over to fill my glass and sat beside me. There was certainly some sexual tension in the room and things got very quiet. She cleared her throat and said, "Well, am I being to obvious?" She placed her hand on my arm and leaned forward and her breasts were almost falling out of her robe.

"Obvious? About what?" I asked and leaned over and kissed her. 

The small light kiss immediately turned into a passionate kiss, our tongues meeting each other and she began to moan. After we broke the kiss she took a deep breath. We kissed again only this time I moved my hand to her breast, first on the outside then sliding it inside the low neckline and found that her breasts were even nicer than I had fantasized about when I jerked off thinking about her. 

I pinched her nipple lightly and she let out a moan, this time loudly, so I continued down and moved my head to her waiting nipple and began to suck. By now she was sighing and moaning and every now & then an "oh shit" or "oh fuck" would slip out. I worked each of her breasts with my mouth and finally let her nipple slip out of my mouth with a "POP" as the pressure of my sucking was released. She leaned back and smiled "that felt wonderful", she whispered. She stood up and let the robe drop to the floor. 

"Lets go by the fire,” she said as she picked up a blanket that was folded on the couch and spread it before the fire. 

She knelt before me as I pulled my sweater over my head. She unbuttoned my trousers and let them slide to the floor. She began to kiss my legs above the knee and worked her way upward, slipping her hand inside the leg of my boxer shorts and ran her finger nails along my now hard cock. With her other hand she pulled my shorts down and my cock sprang out. In one motion she pulled them down and took my cock in her mouth. She sucked and licked for a few moments, then took me out of her mouth and looked up at me. 

"Would you like me to make you cock in my mouth,” she asked as she slowly ran her hand lightly over my cock. 

I looked down at her and said, "whatever you would like Barbara, whatever you would like."

As her lips slowly enveloped my cock I put my hands behind her head. Her head slowly moved back and forth and she sucked hard on my cock. She would pull away every now and then and run her tongue along my heaving balls.

She pulled me down to her on the blanket and pillows and pushed me on to my back, she was kissing my cock on the head. Up and down the shaft her lips slid. 

"Would you mind, I mean, I would love to have you in my pussy, feel your hard cock inside me, it has been some time since… well you know." She explained.

I smiled at her as she slowly moved up my body, took hold of my cock and guided it into her wet, deep, begging pussy. I could feel the heat and moisture of her pussy as she eased my cock into her. She leaned back as she sat firmly on my shaft. She now had me all the way inside her pussy and she closed her eyes.

"Oh shit, that feels so good."

She tightened the muscles inside her and I could feel her squeeze my cock. She leaned over to me and kissed my deeply and began to fuck me. She was sliding up and down on my shaft with her tongue in my mouth then sat back up and pushed harder and faster. She leaned back and put her hand between her legs and began to rub her clit. Within no time she was Cumming, as she started she pulled tight around my cock and I felt her shudder as she came.

"Shit, that was nice baby" She smiled, looking like the cat that got the cream.

I still hadn’t cum so I rolled her over onto her back and started to fuck her fast and hard. She raised her legs over my shoulder, which let me go deeper. I could feel my balls slapping her ass as I drove my hard cock deeper & deeper into her pussy. 

She was holding the blanket in a death grip as I continued to fuck her. Again her hand went to her clit with her legs over my shoulders.

"Oh baby I'm going to cum" I cried.

I took hold of her hips and rammed my cock hard and fast into her pussy. I arched my back as my balls exploded into her. I stopped thrusting and leaned back with my cock still inside of her. 

“That was fantastic Barbara,” I whispered.

“Oh mark, I’m not finished yet,” she said as she climbed off my cock and picked up her robe. “I need a shower. Want to come wash my back?” she asked.

She let her robe fall to the bathroom floor and stepped towards the shower. She turned on the shower and stepped into the shower. It didn’t take me long to remove the rest of my clothes and join her. 

“Wash me darling” she said as she passed me the soap.

I lathered my hands with the soap and slowly run them up and down her back. Her skin felt so soft. My hands slid up and down her back, around her ass and round to the front. I felt her nipples were hard as my soaped hands glided across her large breasts. I guided my hands up her back and down her front. I kissed her neck and shoulders. Barbara leaned forward and placed her hands on the bathroom wall and parted her legs. 

I didn’t need any encouragement as my hands slid to her pussy. A small tuft of cropped pubic hair decorated the entrance to her pussy. I washed that with my hands and slipped a finger into her pussy. Her pussy felt very wet and warm. I could feel my cum slowly running down my fingers as I finger fucked her. I pulled her back onto me and guided my cock into her pussy. Her hands slipped down the wall as I bent her over in the shower.

“Fuck me hard my darling” she begged as my cock slid in and out of her pussy. 

I took a firmer grip of her hips and pulled her hard onto me. The water washing over our bodies increased the sound on the slapping as my hips hit her ass. I began to pant as harder as I came inside Barbara for the 2nd time. I pulled my cock out of her. She stood up and kissed me. After we washed each other down and dried ourselves off we headed into her bedroom.

Barbara lay on her back on the bed and lifted her arms, beckoning me. Her breasts looked fantastic as the lay on her chest. 

I climbed onto the bed and she took me in her arms. I kissed her passionately, our tongues intertwining.

I kissed her face, her breasts and down to her thighs. Barbara opened her thighs as she sensed what was about to happen. I rolled my tongue along her thighs and around her pussy. Barbara gasped for air and the muscles around her pussy flexed as my tongue tickled and played with her.

Barbara took hold of my head and giggled, “Fucking eat me, NOW!!”

Her giggles turned into gasps of pleasure as my tongue ran up and down her hardening clit. I lapped at her pussy lips trying to taste the juices from her pussy. Barbara was toying with her nipples as I ate her pussy. I slowly slid a finger into her pussy as I sucked onto her clit. Slowly I finger fucked her as my tongue excited her clit. Barbara stopped playing with her nipples and took told of her sheets as the beginnings of an orgasm started to run through her body. I fingered her faster as I sensed her pleasure.

“Faster, Faster” She gasped as the orgasm shot through her body.

Barbara took hold of my head and gently pulled me up to her. She kissed me passionately again as my hands finished off what she had started with her nipples. Her breasts were amazing, very large and very soft. I sat up a little so I could get a good look at her breasts. I felt the hardness of her breasts as my mouth closed around one. I gently sucked and licked the nipples and she gave me a happy smile and ran her hand up and down my head.

“I have something that I want to show you,” she said as she leant forward to the edge of the bed and reached under the bed. As she got back onto the bed, held in her hand was a large vibrator. About 9 inch of thick hard plastic. She smiled as she turned it on and gently ran it over her nipples. I could see her nipples react to the stimulation. I could also see Barbara react to it too.

She slid the vibrator down her body and onto her thighs, her eyes closed. I took a gentle hold of one of her thighs and parted her legs. She opened her eyes and smiled at me just as she pushed the dildo into her pussy. I watched as she pleasured herself with the vibrator, sliding it in and out of her wet pussy.

The sexual tension became too much for me as I turned her over onto her front and pulled her ass into the air.

“Be gentle with me,” she begged as she continued to fuck herself with the plastic cock. I moved down the bed and slid my tongue along her ass and around her hole. Her body twitched as my tongue circled her anus. I sat up and took my cock into my hand. I gently but firmly slipped my cock into her as and the vibrator was already in her pussy. She took out the dildo and stood on all fours as my cock fucked her ass.

I took hole of the vibrator and pushed it back into her pussy. She Barbara had my cock in her ass and the vibrator in her pussy. She screamed as both her holes were being fucked hard. I could feel the vibration of the dildo against my cock. I fucked both holes harder and harder as she screamed with pleasure. The vibration was too much for me to take any more as I slipped my cock from her ass and pulled the vibrator from her pussy.

I climbed on top of her in the 69 position. She willingly took my cock into her mouth as my mouth and tongue licked and sucked her pussy. Both of us about to cum in each other’s mouth. My tongue frantically licked and fucked her pussy as she sucked hard and fast on my shaft. I took her click into my mouth and sucked hard as I came in her mouth. 

Barbara sucked the cum from my cock as a shattering orgasm shot through her body. I felt her suck every last drop from my, as I drank every drop from her. I turned around and lay beside her on the bed.

She toyed with my cock in her hands as we gently kissed. This is one trip I’m glad I made. Iv always liked older women. Now I know why.



Barbara



From the moment she arrived at our firm, Barbara had made her intentions clear. Everything she did or said had distinctly seductive overtones, even getting me a cup of coffee! She was quite a bit older than I was, but hot, I would not have been surprised to see her on the cover of "Atlanta's Hottest Wives" magazine. She was a real cougar. 

I had been working at Wilson, Davis & Kepler for 5 years when Barbara joined the company. We are a corporate law firm based in Atlanta and I am a junior partner, I joined straight from college after majoring. The work was difficult and the hours could be long, but I was single and had no ties. Moreover, there were the benefits, an office full of mostly women. By the way, my name is Mike. 

Not having any ties helped a lot when it came to women, especially those in work, I quickly gained a reputation as the office stud, having relationships with several of the legal secretaries, (sometimes more than one at a time) and with Mr Kepler's assistant Marie. Most of the girls had boyfriends who would be less than amused if they had caught them with another guy, especially me. 

Up until now, I had been having fun with a few one-night stands thrown in, but my outlook changed the day Barbara joined the firm. 

All the women I had been to bed with were younger than I was, apart from Marie who was 5 years older, but very enthusiastic, despite having a young baby. Barbara was about 20 years older than I was and, as I said, hot. Up until then I had never considered sleeping with a much older woman, but Barbara changed all that. On the day she joined, Bob Wilson, the senior partner gathered us together to introduce Barbara to the staff. We squeezed into the boardroom, and Bob made the introductions.  

"This is Barbara Taylor. She is joining us as our new senior legal secretary; replacing Helen, who is leaving to have a baby; In addition, she will be Mike's part-time assistant. I hope you will all make her very welcome, I'll leave you to get acquainted." With that, Bob left the room. 

I took in the woman standing in the centre of our group. She was quite tall; her hair was a rich brunette, cut quite short, exposing a long slender neck. Her lustrous emerald eyes shone with an inner fire, almost as though they had a life of their own. When she looked at me, it felt as though she already knew something about me. Barbara went around the room, shaking hands and smiling until she reached me. I introduced myself. 

"I'm Mike, junior partner." 

She shook my hand with a firm, but feminine grip. The electricity flowed between us. It felt as though a bolt of lightning had shot up my arm to my brain. 

"Pleased to meet you Mike," still holding the handshake she said, "I'm Barbara; I think we'll be working very closely together." 

Her voice was husky, and her eyes full of mischief. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up when she said very. Barbara just stood there smiling. 

"I meant that you and I would be working on the contracts very closely," giving me a knowing look which no one else saw. 

I regained my composure as Barbara broke our handshake to move on to the next in line. My mind was racing, "come on Mike," I said to myself, "she must be nearly twenty years older than you, married with kids!" However, none of that seemed to matter to my crotch. 

Maybe I should give you a better description of Barbara. She stood 5'8"in her high heels, curly red hair cut short, just off her neck in a pixie-style cut. Her face was round with a cute nose and full, kissable lips (as I wanted to find out), her breasts were full and firm, even for a woman her age, and they strained the buttons on her blouse almost to the bursting point. Her eyes were green, and sparkled with a fire all their own. They seemed to look at me and know what I was thinking. I hoped that was not the case, because at that moment, I had a mental picture of Barbara naked and riding on my dick. 

I dismissed the image and went back to work. The next few days passed uneventfully. Barbara and I began to learn how the other worked. Being the senior legal secretary, it was Barbara's job to make sure there were no mistakes from the wording aspect of the contract, to sorting out loopholes. Nothing had been said about the other day, as Barbara behaved as though nothing had happened. I had begun to think that I had imagined it. 

A few days later, I took a call from Angela, Bob Wilson's assistant. 

"Mr Wilson would like to see you and Barbara in his office, A.S.A.P." 

Stopping what I was doing, I called Barbara into my office. 

"Bob wants to see us right away." 

"Well I guess we'd better get going!" Barbara replied. 

Angela showed us into his office. Bob introduced us to a tall, distinguished man in his 60's. 

"This is Henry Grunewald of Grunewald Foods," Bob said. "He has recently moved his head office from Charlotte to here in Atlanta to be nearer to his customer base. He would like us to represent him." 

Then, indicating Barbara and I, Bob said, "Henry, I'd like you to meet Mike and Barbara. Mike's one of our junior partners, and Barbara recently joined us as our new senior legal secretary." 

Grunewald stepped forward, "Pleased to meet you, I look forward to working with all of you." Then he shook our hands and started putting on his coat. 

Turning to us, Bob said, "I will deal with him personally, but I need you two to draw up a contract. It will mean longer hours and a late night or two, but I'm sure you two can do it." 

"I look forward to working with you Bob, But I've got to go." 

When Grunewald had left, Bob motioned us to sit. 

"Grunewald Foods is one of the biggest companies in the Southeast," he said. "It would be a feather in all our caps if we can get them on board. I'm relying on you two to get this right, so take the afternoon off and get an early start tomorrow."  

Barbara and I left Bob's office and headed for the elevator. 

"Well that was a surprise," I said, turning to Barbara, "how are you fixed for working late? Not that we've got much choice." 

"It won't be a problem, "Barbara replied. 

"But what about your husband, kids?" I said, hoping I didn't sound like I was fishing. 

"I'm divorced, and my daughter is away at college, so I've got plenty of time on my hands." 

Maybe this would work out better than I had hoped. We got in the elevator and headed down, I stood next to Barbara and from my position next to her, I could see down her blouse and those big, firm breasts. Her perfume drifted up, filling my nostrils with her scent, I could feel my pants getting tight as my cock began to swell; I was desperately trying to hide my hard-on from her, and just managed to get myself under control before the elevator arrived back at our floor. 

"See anything you like?" she asked with a wicked smile, turning to me. 

Barbara stepped from the elevator, giving me a knowing look. When we reached our offices, she continued. 

"If I were you, I'd go home and take a shower, preferably a cold one, and lie down for a bit!" Barbara laughed, reaching for her jacket. "You look a little warm, and maybe a bit flushed; maybe you are coming down with something?" Get a good night's sleep and I'll see you in the morning." 

I could not believe it, she was shamelessly flirting with me, and yet I felt like some high-school kid who had just been dismissed by their principal! 

She was right though. I was coming down with something, a bad case of the hots for her! 

I went home and took Barbara's advice. I took a shower, (not a cold one) and made myself something to eat. I decided to have an early night after watching some t.v.but my dreams were plagued by images of Barbara in various states of undress. Therefore, by the time I awoke the next day I felt as though I had been awake all night. I got up and had another shower, shaved, got dressed; made some breakfast and coffee before heading off to work to get an early start. I had been at work about an hour when Barbara arrived. 

Up until now Barbara's choice of work clothes had been conservative, knee-length skirts, buttoned up blouses and sensible shoes with moderate heels and no pantyhose. I could tell there was something different about this morning as I heard the whistles and catcalls from the guys in the office. I walked to the doorway of my office, and I was confronted with a vision of Barbara walking towards me. 

The clothes she had on today were definitely sexier. The skirt she was wearing, which clung to her round behind, was black, mid-thigh length, with a slit in it, which showed a small amount of creamy flesh above her stocking-tops. Beneath her jacket was a tight white blouse, unbuttoned to her cleavage, and showing off the swell of her big, firm breasts to perfection, underneath I could make out a black lacy bra, and a pair of 6" heels that looked like they cost more than a month's rent on my apartment completed the transformation. 

Barbara walked right up to me and said; "Good morning Mike, I hope you're feeling better today?" 

She gave me a wicked smile. Like a cat that had cornered a mouse. 

"Coffee?" she asked. "I always need 2 cups to get me going, don't you?" 

She ran her tongue across her lips suggestively, and then she left the office to get the coffee, giving an exaggerated wiggle of her fabulous ass as she did so! 

I saw the looks the other guys were giving Barbara, but she did not give them a second glance (or even a first come to think of that.) Five minutes later, she was back with two steaming mugs of black coffee and put them down on my desk. I took a sip of mine, it tasted better than the usual coffee we drank in work. 

"This is good!" I said, taking another sip. 

"Since today is a bit different, I stopped off at a little deli I know. They sell proper coffee, not the rubbish they serve here. It's good and strong, and it will help keep us going through the night."Barbara smiled as she said the word "going."  

"Going somewhere later?" I asked, indicating her outfit. 

"Not unless you plan on taking me." Barbara replied, a smile playing around the corners of her mouth, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "It feels more comfortable than my other outfits, why, don't you like it?" 

As she said this, she slowly turned in a circle, giving me an entire view of her body. "Do you think it's too much for work?" 

"Yes...I mean no... I mean it's great!" I stammered. I felt like an awkward teenager confronted by his first real woman. 

"It's alright, I'm only teasing," Barbara laughed, "don't look so scared, I'm not going to eat you!" 

I wasn't so sure. The look on her face was just like when a hungry lioness spots its prey! Then all at once, she was back to business. 

"Right then," she said, "let's get down to work, and get this contract drawn up!" 

I couldn't believe it, in the blink of an eye Barbara had gone from flirting with me and back to work as though nothing had happened. 

"I'm way ahead of you. I've started on the outline, but this one is going to need a bit of work. Grunewald's Foods is such a big company that we have to make sure that we dot all the i's and cross all the ts." I replied. 

Barbara put down her cup and walked over to my desk. Standing close to me, she bent forward to see the screen. To do this she had to get in closer and I felt her thigh press against my arm as she bent forward from the waist. Her ass stretched the skirt tight, almost popping the zipper! I could make out the outline of her panties through the material, and I can tell you there were not much of them! 

It was all I could do to stop myself putting out my hand and grabbing Barbara's ass. When she leaned forward, it gave me a view down her open blouse, I gulped in air and my head swam as I looked down at those big, firm mounds, straining at the confines of her blouse. The valley between them looked like an abyss I could easily fall headlong down. 

As Barbara leaned in closer, her arm brushed mine, and a jolt went up it just from the contact through our clothes. It felt like a shock from static electricity and made the hairs on my neck and arms stand on end! Barbara's heady perfume drifted up, enveloping me in a cloud of warm scent. It was intoxicating and my head swam again. 

"Yes, I see what you mean. This could take a while to sort out," Barbara said. 

I was transported back from my reverie by the sound of Barbara's voice speaking huskily in my ear. 

"Can you see anything you like down there?" 

Then she gave me another wicked smile. I realized that my gaze had wandered from the computer screen, and was lost in the view down Barbara's blouse! 

"Oh...I'm sorry!" I stammered, "I must have dozed off for a minute. I didn't sleep well last night for some reason." 

"I hope it wasn't anything to do with me!" Barbara laughed, but her eyes told me that she knew that it was. 

It felt as though someone had turned the thermostat up. My collar felt tight and there seemed to be less air in the room. Beads of sweat stood out on my forehead, and I didn't think I could stand up without falling over, not only because my knees were shaking but also because I had a hard-on that was threatening to bust through my zipper. 

"You look like you need a cold drink." Barbara smiled, "I'll get you one from the cooler." 

She stood up, (taking her magnificent chest out of my view) and walked towards the door. Because her skirt was so tight, she could only take small steps. This forced her hips to sway even more than usual. She looked back over her shoulder at me, ran her tongue across her lips, and winked at me, before disappearing out the door, I could not believe it. Me, the office stud was being flirted with and being made to feel like a gawky teenager by a woman almost twenty years older. 

With Barbara gone, it gave me time to compose myself and convince my hard-on to go down (at least for now.) I undid my tie and the top button on my shirt and started to feel a little better. When Barbara returned, she had buttoned up her blouse, just past her cleavage. She was carrying a cup of water in her hand and she had a concerned look on her face. 

"You're sure that you're alright?" she asked. "You do look as though you are coming down with something though." 

Barbara bent forward to put the cup on the desk, her breasts strained the buttons on her blouse to the limit. 

"Here you are, drink this, it'll cool you down," and she licked her lips again, making them shine. 

My God, how was I going to last the day? Barbara's flirting was unrelenting, and I could not see how I was going to work tonight on my own with her, without going mad or just ripping off her clothes and making love to her voluptuous body. 

Just then, though, my thoughts were disturbed, when Bob Wilson appeared in the doorway. 

"Good morning, you two. I just thought I would come down and see how you were progressing with the Grunewald contract." 

I never thought I would be so pleased to see our senior partner, but I was glad of the interruption so I could concentrate on work. Barbara spoke, as I was in the middle of taking a drink of water. 

"Mike was just showing me the draft contract he has drawn up. He's been here since 7.30," she said, smiling sweetly at me. "Haven't you Mike?" 

"Let me see it then," Bob said. 

I got up out of my chair to let Bob sit down. The contract was already on the screen but hidden by the screensaver, so I clicked the mouse and the page appeared. As I scrolled through the draft, I pointed out the areas that Barbara and I thought still needed some work. Bob nodded in agreement, as I talked, and when I said that we would need to work late that night he agreed to sign off on the overtime. 

"I told you there might be some late nights, didn't I?" He continued, "It all looks good, but keep at it, and let's put this thing to bed!" I nearly choked! "I will leave you two to it then" Bob said, getting up from my chair. 

He left, leaving Barbara and I alone, she looked at her watch. 

"You must be hungry," she said. "Fancy some lunch?" 

"That sounds like a great idea, I'm starving." Secretly I thought, "At least I won't be on my own with you!" 

I got my jacket and Barbara got hers. We walked to a new Italian restaurant, near our office building. Ginelli's has only been open a short while but it was already gaining a reputation. Consequently, when we arrived there wasn't a table to be had. All 20 tables had been occupied, but the girl at the desk told us there would be a table free in about 10 minutes. 

"Would you like a drink while you are waiting?" She asked brightly. 

Barbara ordered a glass of Chianti, and I had a sparkling mineral water. We sat down in the waiting area and a server brought us our drinks. 

"So then," Barbara said turning to me, "are you feeling any better now?" 

"Yes thanks, I just needed to get out of the office for a while. Your idea of lunch was just what I needed," I said. 

Barbara smiled," Good, we don't want you worn out before tonight, do we?" 

Just then, a server came to tell us our table was ready, so we took our drinks and we followed her to the table. The server brought us two menus and we sat in silence for a while. 

Eventually Barbara said, "I'm going to have the chicken with pasta topped with a 4 cheese sauce with tomato and basil, and for dessert a banana split." 

"And for the sir?" the server asked turning to me. 

"I'll have the ravioli with the basil and thyme salad, and for dessert a slice of tiramisu cake." 

"Can I have a half bottle of Chianti please?" Barbara added before the server left. 

The server left with our order, leaving Barbara and I alone. While we waited for our lunch, Barbara and I chatted about work, her divorce and her daughter Kathy, who was away in college. Our food finally arrived, along with Barbara's wine. She poured a large measure into her glass, before offering me some. I declined, claiming that I wanted to keep a clear head. 

We carried on eating, exchanging small talk; the weather, how Barbara was settling in, had she eaten here before? I was about to put the last forkful of ravioli into my mouth when I felt it. Barbara's stocking-clad foot was working its way up the inside of my leg, and inching towards my groin. As it worked its way up my thigh, I looked across at Barbara but her face gave nothing away, she just carried on eating. 

"What are you doing?" I hissed, leaning closer to her. 

"Relax," Barbara, said grinning. "No-one can see, so just sit back and enjoy. I just wanted to see if you were feeling better, and by the feel of this," she slid her foot along my growing erection, "you are!" 

"Barbara, we're in a crowded restaurant! Someone might see." I said, looking around at the remaining customers. 

"They won't, they are all too busy with their expense account lunches." 

Barbara's foot continued wriggling in my crotch until I felt my cock begin to stiffen in my pants. 

"Ooooh, you are feeling better aren't you!" Barbara giggled, and ran the ball of her foot down my increasing length. "The girl's were right, you are a big boy." 

I couldn't take any more of this and, (rather awkwardly,) I stood up, desperately trying to hide my erection behind my hands. "I'll be back in 5 minutes. I've just got to go to the men's room." 

"Would you like some help with that?" Barbara asked, looking pointedly at the crotch of my pants. 

"No thanks, I think I can manage," I stammered and headed for the men's room. 

Checking that I was alone, I went into a cubicle and locked the door. Unzipping my pants, I uttered a loud groan as I released my cock from my pants. The exposed head was an angry purple colour against the pink of the shaft, and it throbbed in my hand as I jerked myself off, all the while imagining that it was Barbara jerking me off! I splashed some water on my face, washed my hands, and headed back to our table. 




Barbara



The server had been back with our desserts, and Barbara was in the middle of hers when I got back from the men's room. 

She looked up and said, "Are you sure you're alright, you look a little flushed?" 

"I'm fine now," I replied, "I must have eaten my lunch too quickly, because my pants started to get tight," I said, playing along with Barbara's game. 

I sat down and started demolishing my cake. Barbara took a drink of her Chianti, and rolled it seductively around her mouth and swallowed. I was halfway through my dessert when I felt Barbara's foot sliding up my leg again. When she reached my crotch and did not find a bulge there, she pouted. 

"Awww, Mikey's been playing on his own," and, dropping her foot she finished her wine. 

I had finished my dessert, so I paid the bill and we left. It was only a short walk back to work, but it was a warm day, and combined with lunch it was very pleasant. All too soon, we were back outside of work. 

Barbara sighed, "Oh well, back to the grindstone," and pushed open the door. 

I moved forward and held it open for her, playing the perfect gentleman. 

"Thank you," Barbara said, turning to me and giving me a smile, which lit up her face and made her eyes sparkle. "It's nice to know that there are some gentlemen left." 

She pushed past me into the lobby of our building, I confess, I didn't feel much of a gentleman as I watched Barbara's firm round ass swaying in front of me as we made our way to the elevator. 

The elevator was busy with people heading back to work from lunch, so Barbara and I didn't speak on our way back to the office. Instead, I stood next to her and took in the view down her blouse, (which was spectacular) as her scent filled my nostrils. When we got back, there was a note from Bob, saying he wanted a draft contract for Grunewald to sign ready by 12 noon tomorrow. 

"Well then," Barbara said, "we'd better get our heads together and get cracking." 

By this time, it was 2:30 in the afternoon. I knew we would not get finished by the time we would be normally going home. I took off my jacket and Barbara removed hers, affording me another view of her magnificent breasts stretching the material of her blouse. As we worked, I began to realize that Barbara was actually quite good at her job, as good as Helen my old assistant had been and, one by one we ironed out the kinks in the Grunewald contract. 

The clock read 6pm all too quickly. I could hear people start putting on their coats and heading for the elevators. We still had one or two things to iron out, so we went back into my office after wishing everyone goodnight. 

"Coffee?" Barbara asked. 

I had been so busy that I had not realized how tired I was. I was beginning to flag and my eyes hurt from looking at the screen. 

"Sure" I said. "I could do with a break!" 

"Me too!" Barbara said, and walked over to the coffeemaker. 

I watched her big round ass sway as she walked away from me; it was as though she had put an extra wiggle into her walk now that we were alone! 

I felt a lump in my pants and one in my throat as I watched her. Barbara came back a few minutes later with two steaming cups of black coffee, put them down on my desk, and sat down next to me. 

As she did, she crossed her legs, causing her skirt to ride up, exposing a vast amount of stocking-clad leg. She dangled one shoe off the end of her toes, swinging it back and forth, as she drank her coffee, and I sat mesmerized, watching her. 

She turned to me and, with a glint in her eye asked, "Did you like the view?" 

"I...I don't know what you mean!" I stammered, 

"Yes you do, you couldn't take your eyes off my ass before, could you?" 

"I'm sorry Barbara." I blushed I actually blushed! "It was very unprofessional of me." 

"That's alright," she said with a smile, "most men I know are fascinated by it and even a few women too!" 

This last statement threw me into confusion. She saw my expression and gave me a big smile. 

"Don't worry, I'm straight. It's just that I've got a few gay women friends who are always trying to get me into bed!" With that, Barbara got back to business. "So how are we doing?" she asked. "Are we nearly finished?" 

By now, it was 8pm and the lights in the office had switched off automatically, leaving us in a little island of light. I looked out the window at Atlanta, as it began lighting up as darkness fell. 

"I think we have most of it," I said. "It just needs a little tweaking and it should be ready to print." 

"Good," Barbara said. "I'm getting hungry!" 

I realized that I was too, "How about pizza?" I asked. 

Looking through my desk drawers, I found a menu for the local pizza place. I phoned up and ordered a 12'' with the works, a couple of sides and drinks. Then I phoned down to Marvin, the night security, to tell him to ring me when it arrived. 

We finished our coffee and carried on working. About 20 minutes later, the phone rang on my desk. 

"Pizza's here," Marvin said. 

"I'll be right down," I replied, and put the phone down. I checked that I had my wallet on me, and headed down to the lobby desk. 

"Don't be long." Barbara called after me, "I don't want to be on my own up here! It's a bit creepy, and I'd feel safer with a big strong man like you to take care of me." 

"I'll be 10 minutes max," I said over my shoulder. 

When I reached the lobby, I paid the guy and headed back up. 

"Food's here," I called out as I approached the office so that Barbara would know it was me. As I did, I noticed that just the two desk lamps illuminated the room. "I wasn't too long was I?" 

"Long enough!" I heard Barbara's husky voice reply from the shadows. 

In the twin pools of light thrown by the lamps, I saw her get up out of her chair and walk towards the desk. When she was finally close to the desk, I nearly dropped the tray with the food on it. Barbara was standing there in just her bra, thong, stockings and heels! 

"I thought we'd celebrate finishing the contract," she said smiling. "Are you going to come and kiss me, or do I have to come over there?" 

She began to walk around the desk to where I stood; holding the food like a complete idiot. 

"Kathy told me all about you; you've been a very naughty boy!" 

"What... Who?" I stammered, trying to get my head around what Barbara was saying. "Wait...What...? How does your daughter know me?" I asked. 

"Oh Kathy knows you very well!" Barbara told me as she took the food from my hands and set it on the desk. "She told me how you flirted with her until she gave in, and let you fuck her on your desk one day at lunchtime, when there was no-one around. She was just 19; an intern and just started college." Now she was standing directly in front of me. "She believed you when you told her you loved her." 

"But there haven't been any interns named Kathy Taylor working here," I said, desperately trying to remember any "Kathy's" I may have been with from the office. 

"She used her father's name, Johnson," Barbara said. 

Things suddenly began to get clearer. I had a mental picture of Kathy in my head, tall, blonde, big tits and long legs, almost a younger version of her mom! As I was trying to remember, Barbara pushed me back against the wall and started undoing my tie and unbuttoning my shirt. 

"Kathy told me that you had a big cock, and that she couldn't take all of it in her." "She said that I had to come and work here, and try you out! You are the talk of the ladies' room!" Barbara huskily whispered in my ear as she removed my shirt. "Oh, I do like a man with muscles," Barbara said, seductively sliding her hands over my chest. 

"I work out most days," I said. 

"I'll bet you do!" Barbara laughed. "Servicing all those women takes a lot of energy." 

As she talked, Barbara undid my belt and unzipped my pants, putting her hand inside. She rubbed my lengthening shaft with the palm of her hand. 

"All the girls say that, even though you are big, you are considerate. You didn't just ram it up them and bang away." With a squeeze round my cock, she finished, "I like that in a man!" 

Barbara stood close; I could smell her perfume and her soft warm scent. God, she was intoxicating! 

"I've been a very naughty girl haven't I? Leading you on like this, and getting you all hot and bothered, you're going to have to punish me!" 

She said this with a seductive laugh, which told me that it was just what she wanted me to do! Reaching down she took hold of my shaft with a firm grip. 

"Ooooh, Kathy wasn't lying, you are a big boy!" 

With that, my boxers joined my pants on the floor. Stepping out of my clothes, I left them in a pile. Barbara gave a gasp when she finally saw my cock. 

"Oh honey, I am going to enjoy this." 

Kneeling down, and taking hold of me, she put her lips to the mushroom --shaped head, and gave it a lick, drinking down the first drops of pre-cum.She moaned as it trickled down her throat, "Mmm..." 

Opening her lips, Barbara swirled her tongue across the sensitive head, making my dick twitch. Then she opened her mouth; the sensation as her warm, wet, mouth enveloped my engorged shaft was indescribable, inch by inch it disappeared into this wanton woman's mouth, she sucked it down as if it was a candy bar and she hadn't eaten for a week. 

Lacing my fingers in her curls, I encouraged her to swallow more of my growing member, she eagerly complied, and her tongue caressed the underside of my cock, drawing groans of pleasure. 

"Ohhh, that's right! Suck my cock, make me hard for you," I whispered hoarsely. 

By way of an answer Barbara's mouth engulfed more of my hardening cock, sucking in her cheeks to provide friction on my shaft. All the time she never took her eyes off mine, smiling around my engorged shaft, as she bobbed her head up and down it.  

Taking her mouth from my now rigid shaft she said, "I don't want you to come in my mouth, I want your hot cum up my pussy!" 

Barbara stood up, and, reaching behind her, unclasped her bra, and her big breasts fell forward, contained just by the straps on her shoulders. She slid them down her arms and dropped the bra onto the floor. Arching her back slightly, Barbara thrust out her breasts for me to see. 

"Not bad for an old broad huh?" She said, cupping them as she did. "Maybe you'd like a feel?" 

I took in the sight of this confident, sexy older woman, naked apart from stockings and heels, and my mouth went dry. 

"My god you are gorgeous," I said. My voice barely above a whisper. 

"Aren't you sweet?" Barbara said, smiling, standing in front of me. In a voice thick with lust she husked, "Play with my tits, it gets me so wet! 

I lowered my face to her breasts, taking a nipple into my mouth. I swirled my tongue over the swelling bud, feeling it harden. Throwing her head back, she moaned, "Ooooo that feels nice!" "Do the other one!" 

I switched breasts and sucked on the other nipple, getting the same reaction, "Oh my god! I'm getting wet!" Barbara moaned. 

She grabbed my hand and shoved it between her legs; I rubbed my hand on her mound through her thong, it was wet and getting wetter! 

"Take off my panties!" Barbara gasped. 

I reached for the waistband of her thong but Barbara stopped me. 

"No," she hissed; "with your teeth! Get down on your knees and pull them down for me!" 

I knelt down in front of Barbara, pushed my face into her pussy, and took hold of her thong with my teeth. Barbara shivered as she felt my warm breath on her bare skin under the material, my mouth so close to her pussy. I could smell her strong, musky, aroma and it made my cock twitch and harden even more! Barbara took hold of the back of my head and pulled my face closer to her pussy, so that my nose pushed inside the lips. I pulled down the thong, it slid down her stockings with a whisper, and Barbara stepped out of it, naked apart from stockings and heels. 

I could not resist tasting the beautiful, naked pussy before me, and so I leaned forward. My warm breath on her naked skin made her shiver in anticipation. 

"Oh yes!" she groaned; "lick my pussy, make me wet for you!" 

Taking hold of the firm globes of her ass, I buried my face in Barbara's fragrant pussy. Running my tongue up her opening brought cries and moans from her throat, which she tried to stifle unsuccessfully with her hand. After a few minutes, she was sopping wet, but I wanted her where I could get better access to that gorgeous pussy. 

Taking my mouth from her, I said to Barbara; "On the desk, I want to eat you properly!" 

She tottered backwards on unsteady legs, until the backs of her thighs touched the edge of the desk. She sat down heavily, probably before she fell down; her legs were shaking that much; I cleared a space on the desk so she could lie down. Barbara lay back and spread her thighs, opening her lips so I could get a better look at her beautiful bare pussy. 

"Beautiful," I murmured, "just beautiful!" Barbara smiled. 

"Don't just stand there, come here and lick my pussy!" 

The next ten minutes were filled with Barbara's pleadings for me to stop, then, the next moment, begging me to keep going. She tossed her head from side to side, biting her hand to stop her cries, as my tongue lashed her pussy and the growing button of her clit; the air hung heavy with the scent of her juices flowing copiously out of her and down her thighs. 

When I introduced a finger alongside my tongue, Barbara groaned, when I introduced a second, she climaxed, her muscles contracting around them, gripping my fingers as she screamed out her pleasure. I cut off her screams with a long, deep kiss; she flung her arms around my neck, preventing me breaking the kiss. When she let me go, she continued gasping out her orgasm into my ear. 

"Ohhh, fuck! Ohhh my god! That was amazing!" 

Her breasts heaved with her rapid breathing; I could not tear my eyes away as they bounced with every breath she took. She stroked herself languorously like a cat washing itself, eventually reaching her opening; she inserted two fingers inside herself and proceeded to bring herself off again as I watched, gasping and moaning as she did so. 

When she had recovered, she sat up with a look on her face, which told me she wasn't finished! Reaching for me, she tested my hardness with her hand, before she spoke. 

"Sit down, I want to ride you!" 

With that, she pushed me backwards into my chair, and I sat down heavily. Barbara stood astride me like some warrior queen, running her hands through her hair, her breasts firm and proud, a look of pure lust on her face mixed with a little apprehension. However, I could see her pussy lips glinting with juice and I knew she was ready! 

Barbara knelt down on the chair; it groaned in protest at the extra weight. Her knees were both sides of my thighs and she lowered her pussy until it touched the head of my cock. She slid it back and forth a few times, coating the head with her juices and slowly sank down until the head was just inside her pussy lips. 

"Oh my god, that feels soooo good!" Barbara groaned, "I'm going to take my time and enjoy this!" 

"Don't take too long." I said laughing. "Marvin starts his rounds in an hour!" 

"We don't want any spectators do we?" Barbara giggled and slid further down my cock, "Oh my god! You are so big! Fuck me! NOW!" 

I could feel Barbara's pussy muscles contracting and relaxing, drawing my cock deeper into her pussy each time. It felt like a warm hand inside a velvet glove had been wrapped around my cock! 

I groaned, "Your pussy's so tight I don't think I can hold on for too long!" 

"We can't have that, can we?" Barbara said and; pushing down with her hips, her pussy engulfed the rest of my cock. 

Barbara's breasts were right in front of my face; two mounds of flesh with large brown aureole and pink nipples like bullets. I leaned forward a little and took her left breast into my mouth, sucking and rolling it between my tongue and my teeth. As I did so, my cock rubbed against the front of Barbara's pussy and I could feel the bones pressing on it. Barbara's nipple hardened and swelled with blood as I gently bit it. 

"Ohhh fuckkk that feels incredible!" She groaned, "Do the other one." 

She took hold of her right breast and fed it to me like a mother to her baby! I took it into my mouth, sucking and licking and biting it until Barbara nearly jumped off the chair! 

"Ohhh my goddddd!" Barbara screamed. "Yessssss! Yesss! Ohhh Yesss!" 

I cut off her screams with a kiss. "Shhh," "Marvin will hear you downstairs." Actually, I would have been surprised if half of Atlanta hadn't heard her! 

"Oops!"Barbara giggled, "But that felt incredible. I love having my tits sucked. It makes me sooo wet, now let's fuck!" 

With that, she started to push down with her thighs, as she did so her pussy raised up my cock a little, then she relaxed and it slid down again. Barbara gradually increased the pace, and before long, her pussy was sliding up and down my shaft as smoothly as a cylinder around a piston and just as quickly! 

"Ohhh yesss! Ohhh fuckkk! Ohhh godddd!" Barbara yelled, trying to stifle her screams with her fist but not succeeding. "Oh that feels fucking amazing; it feels like my pussy has swallowed a tree trunk it's so full!" 

I started to buck my hips to meet Barbara's thrusts, all the while grabbing her fabulous ass. 

"My god, you are a gorgeous sexy woman!" I gasped as I thrust upwards into her, "Your pussy is so tight!" "I don't think that I can hold on for too long!" 

"Just a bit longer," Barbara cooed," I'm nearly there." 

With that, she sat down hard and ground her pussy against my balls. 

"Ohhh yesss! Ohhh, fuckkk! I'm coming!" Barbara screamed. 

"Me too!" I yelled, and a stream of hot thick cum jetted from my cock up Barbara's hungry pussy, which began to flood with her own juices as well, as her orgasm exploded from within, soaking my hard cock and trickling down the shaft to my balls. 

"Keep going," Barbara begged. "Fuck me harder! I want to come again!" 

The flow of cum from my balls had slowed but I was still rock hard, and so I kept thrusting into her, until I felt her pussy muscles contract around my cock, and she started to shiver and shake as the orgasm hit her. 

"Ohhh fuckkk here it comes!" she moaned, and the force of it nearly tipped the chair over! "Oh my god, I haven't come twice like that in years." She was out of breath, but continued, "Kathy was right, you are a good lover! 

As I held her to me, her head on my shoulder, our bodies covered in a film of sweat, I put a finger to Barbara's lips. 

"Shhh, I think I heard a noise!" 

We listened, and sure enough, we heard the elevator heading for our floor. 

"It's Marvin! He's started his rounds early!" 

"Oh fuck, let's hide" Barbara giggled. 

Getting up from my lap, she turned off the two desk lamps while I hid the tray of food. 

Grabbing my hand, she pulled me to the floor behind the desk. 

Barbara said, "Get down, or Marvin will see us!" 

Therefore, just as we were, Barbara in stockings and heels, and me naked, we hid behind my desk like a couple of teenagers! I heard the elevator doors open and Marvin get out. He started shining his flashlight around the main office, all the while talking to himself. 

"Shoot, I could a sworn I heard noises from up here" he muttered to himself. 

Beside me, I could feel Barbara shaking, trying desperately not to laugh. Marvin shone his flashlight into every corner of the office, still talking to himself. 

"Hmmm, nobody here, Guess I'll just check Mike's office to make sure." 

Beside me, I felt Barbara tense up when he said that, so I put an arm around her and pulled her towards me. 

Barbara lowered her head into my lap, and before I could stop her, she had taken my limp cock into her mouth and was sucking it back to life! She licked and sucked gently on it, and, before long, I felt it stirring. While Barbara had been doing this, Marvin had reached the doorway of my office, and began shining his flashlight around the room. 




Barbara



"Shoot, I must be hearing things, isn't nobody here!" and he left the office and headed for the elevator. 

What with Barbara's blowjob and the danger of discovery, I was as hard as a rock! 

"Fuck, that's the most erotic thing I've done in years!" Barbara laughed, "I felt like I was 16 again, when my dad nearly caught me fucking my boyfriend! I'm so horny; I need another fuck right now!" 

"I know what you mean," I said, looking at my hard-on. We stood up, and I swept everything else off the desk onto the floor apart from the two lamps and the computer screen. 

"On your back," I said, Barbara lay down with her ass on the edge of the desk and her feet on the floor. "Spread your legs." 

I got between Barbara's legs, looking down at her ripe body, her breasts rising and falling in time with her rapid breathing, her wet pussy glistening with juice and her eyes burning with wanton lust! 

"Fuck me hard now!" She groaned. "Just stick your cock up my pussy and fuck my brains out!" "I don't want you to be gentle!" 

Barbara spread her legs further to give me better access to her pussy. I leaned over her, and in one smooth movement, I plunged my rock hard cock inside her. I started to pump my cock in and out of Barbara's pussy as if my life depended on it! While I did this, I played with her tits, rolling and gently flicking the nipples, I got the desired result. 

"Ohhh fuckkk, that feels good!" Barbara cried out, wrapping her legs around my ass and pulling me deeper inside her. "Don't stop, I'm nearly there!" 

My own orgasm wasn't far behind as we fucked like two animals on my desk. My ass was a blur as I thrust in and out of Barbara's pussy. 

Suddenly she screamed, "Ohhh fuckkk! Ohhh yesss! Ohhh, my goddddd!" 

I muffled the rest, as I planted a kiss on her mouth as she came all over my cock. 

Just then, my own orgasm hit. "Aaaahh fuckkk! Ohhh Christ! Nnnnngggg!" Was all I could manage, before I shot another stream of hot cum up Barbara's pussy. 

I pulled out still hard, and said, "Turn over; I want to fuck you doggy style and feel those tits in my hands!" 

Barbara got up and bent over the desk, waggling her firm round ass at me. 

"Come and get it!" She said over her shoulder. "It's hot, wet, and ready!" 

She spread her legs so I could see her juicy pussy. I aimed my cock straight for it and slid in right up to my balls! I reached forward and cupped Barbara's big firm tits in my hands. 

"Oh god, that feels incredible," she groaned as I began slowly thrusting in and out. 

At the same time, I was playing with her nipples, squeezing and rolling them between my thumb and forefinger. Barbara was making little mewling noises in her throat as I continued my twin assault on her pussy and tits. 

I could feel stirrings in my balls and said, "I'm going to come again soon!" 

Barbara looked over her shoulder and said, "me too!" 

I grabbed Barbara's ass and began thrusting harder into her. 

"Oooooh, easy tiger!" she gasped as I squeezed her tits at the same time. 

Every time I squeezed, Barbara's pussy contracted around my cock, drawing cum out of my balls and up my shaft. I could feel it heading for the opening, and Barbara could too! 

"Ohhh yesss! Fill my pussy with your hot cum once more," she moaned. "Give it to me!" 

At that moment, I could hold out no longer, and I shot one last load into Barbara's pussy, she came just afterwards, moaning and gasping and pushing back on my cock. 

As we lay in the afterglow of the best fuck I had ever had, things got even better! As I sat down to recover, Barbara began to play with her pussy, sliding her fingers in and out, disappearing up to the knuckle; they glistened wetly with her juices. She ran her thumb over her clit, which was as hard as a frozen pea, making guttural moaning noises in the back of her throat. 

"I want you to fuck me in the ass," she groaned, sliding a slick finger into her butthole, swiftly following it with a second, stretching her further open. 

I watched, mesmerized as she finger-fucked her ass in front of me! As I watched, she slid a third finger up her gaping ass and furiously rammed them in and out, panting and gasping as she did so. 

"I need your big, hard cock in my tight ass now!" she almost screamed. "Get over here and give it to me!" 

I looked down at my swiftly deflating cock. "Not going to happen," I said, showing Barbara my rapidly shrinking dick. 

"Come here and I'll give you a blowjob! That'll get it hard!" 

I wasn't so sure, "What if Marvin comes back?" 

"Fuck Marvin, he can watch for all I care, just get over here so I can get you hard." 

That made my mind up, and I presented my shrunken cock for Barbara's attentions. Taking it in her hand, she gave it a few fast jerks, I could feel it begin to swell and lengthen in the hand of this gorgeous, sexy, older woman. Leaning forward, she took me in her mouth, her tongue washing over the swelling tip, her teeth nibbled under the rim, gentle nips that had me twitching in her mouth. 

As she drew back, long strings of saliva stretched between the tip of my rapidly growing cock and Barbara's mouth, some ran down her chin, pooling on the desk. She looked exactly what she was, a wanton, sexy, older woman who wanted her ass fucking! While she was ministering to my dick, Barbara was sliding her three fingers in and out of her asshole, making deep animal-like sounds in her throat. 

"Oh fuck," she groaned. If you don't get round here now, I swear I am going to bring myself off!" 

I was ready, but I had a different location in mind other than the desk. 

"The chair," I gasped, Barbara's mouth nearly had me shooting my load down her throat, and I knew she would not be pleased if I deprived her of her assfuck! 

"What about it?" She asked, taking her mouth off my dick for a moment. 

"You, on your knees, doggy style, now!" I managed to grunt. 

Barbara smiled her dirtiest smile yet and stood up; taking hold of my dick, she walked me over to the big leather swivel chair behind the desk, her ass wiggling and swaying on her high heels. I swear my cock got even bigger! She did as she was told, climbing up onto the seat on her knees, her ass turned towards me, my god, what a sight! I nearly shot my load there and then. 

Looking back over her shoulder, she put out the tip of her tongue, wetting her lips, and then she put a blood- red painted fingernail between her teeth and cooed. 

"Come on lover boy; stick your cock up this!" With that, she wiggled her glorious ass and gave it a slap. 

I could take no more. I got up behind Barbara, and grabbed hold of her ass cheeks, parting them with my thumbs. As they did, I pushed down, opening the puckered starfish. It spread like the petals of some exotic flower. Inserting my thumbs, I held it open; all the while Barbara was moaning and gasping. 

"Put it in me, don't tease me!" 

I pushed forward, inserting just the head inside her. 

"Nnnnpfh," she groaned around her fist, as I began to slide further inside her deepest, darkest place. 

Turning to me, her knuckles showing white on the back of the chair, Barbara groaned. 

"Slowly tiger, this is my first time" 

I could see fear and trepidation etched on her face, but there was something else in her eyes, a need and a desire to do this! 

I could not believe it; this hot, sexy woman was giving me her anal cherry! She grunted animal-like as I slowly pushed further in, god she was tight! 

"Oh, My, God... Oh, fuck... that hurts!" 

She put out a restraining hand on my belly, preventing me from going any deeper. I stopped for a minute, Barbara was too tense and too tight, we needed more lubrication. 

"Kneel up, so I can play with your tits and pussy!" 

I thought that if I could stimulate her more, she might relax her asshole enough to let me inside her. 

Barbara knelt up, giving me access to all areas; I squeezed her tits and nipples, pinching them hard enough to make her cry out, and at the same time, I rubbed and squeezed her ever-growing button, running a fingernail across the sensitive tip. When I slid two fingers inside her, she nearly leapt off the chair! I pumped her pussy, my fingers getting stickier by the minute as her juices started flowing. Eventually she cried out. 

"Oh God, Oh yes, don't stop, I'm coming!" With that, a gush of sticky, clear, liquid ran down the insides of her thighs, coating her stockings in a sticky mess. She gripped hold of the back of the chair, quivering as her orgasm subsided. Watching her come had been exciting, but it also gave me an idea. 

Pulling my dick out of Barbara's tight ass was not easy, but I accomplished it, accompanied by a chorus of moans and groans from Barbara. 

"Where are you going? Put it back in!" 

"We need more lube, I'm going to fuck your pussy for a minute, get it nice and slick!" 

"Don't you dare cum in my pussy!" She said through gritted teeth. 

"I won't." 

However, that proved harder than I had imagined. The moment I slid inside Barbara's slick, wet pussy, and felt her muscles close round me, I very nearly shot my load there and then! However, by a combination of gritting my teeth and a mental picture of her firm tight ass, I managed to control myself and gave a few thrusts, coating my cock in her thick, sticky juices. 

Opening up her puckered anus, I presented the head of my cock to Barbara's ass again. This time the head went in easily, Barbara made a noise in the back of her throat. 

"Ohhh Fuck!" "Oh my God!" 

She pushed back against my dick, forcing it further inside her. As each inch penetrated her deepest, most intimate opening, she continued uttering oaths and expletives. Soon, I was balls-deep in Barbara's ass, god she was tight! 

Slowly, I built up a rhythm, it was difficult, and her sphincter muscle gripped my cock so hard, I thought that I would never get it all in, or out again for that matter! Eventually though, she relaxed and I speeded up my thrusting, I knew I could not last long, and told her. 

"Pull it out and come in my mouth and on my tits!" 

I did as I was told, pulling out just before shooting the biggest load of the night. After I did, Barbara took me into her hot, wet, mouth, sucking hard. I could feel cum rising towards the tip, like an unstoppable train. Barbara opened her mouth wide, just as the first spurts jetted onto her face. Taking hold of my twitching cock, I directed the rest into her open mouth, which she swallowed greedily! Some ran out of the corners of her mouth; she just knelt there, cum running down her face and onto her heaving tits. 

Barbara tipped her head back, cum coating her throat on its way down. 

"Mmm, that was nice, you taste salty!" 

"Oh fuck," I groaned, my knees quivering as my hand stroked my cock, teasing the last few drops out of the tip, onto her heaving breasts, "That was the best fuck I've ever had!" 

Barbara got down off the chair, she was dripping in sweat, the both of us were! 

"Let me clean you up!" 

So saying, she sat down and grasped my softening cock, drawing it to her mouth, she ran the tip of her tongue across the sensitive head and into the eye-hole, I swear, if I had had a drop of cum left, Barbara would have been swallowing it. She engulfed it in her hot, wet, sticky, mouth, sucking it clean, working her way to my sweaty balls, also covered in her juices. 

Making moaning noises and "mmm..." sounds; she cleaned up my glistening cock, when she reached my balls, she sucked each one in turn into her mouth, rolling it across her warm wet tongue, wiping it clean. 

"Fuck, that feels incredible; you don't fancy one more go do you?" 

"Love to, but I think we'd better get out of here, don't you, before someone finds us?" 

"We'll take the executive elevator," I said, "I've got a key, and it goes straight to the parking garage." 

We got dressed, Barbara just put on her skirt and blouse. 

She handed me her soppy thong and said, "Here, use this to jerk off with later. I know you're going to!" 

I took it and held it to my nose, inhaling her warm scent. 

"Thanks," I said, putting it in my pocket. 

We headed for the executive elevator and I pressed the button to take us to the parking garage .When we got out we headed for our respective cars, the only two left in the garage. Barbara gave me a long lingering kiss before getting in her car. "Thank you" she said with a big smile, "we must do this again sometime!" I didn't realize just how soon that would be! 

When I got home, I stripped off and headed for the shower, I could smell Barbara's sweat and perfume on my skin and was reluctant at first to wash it off, but I needed something to eat and some sleep before work tomorrow morning. 

I managed to get a few hours of sleep, but only after jerking off using Barbara's thong! I shot a huge load into the sheets and promptly fell asleep. My dreams were filled with images of Barbara naked and riding my cock as we orgasmed together! 

My alarm clock woke me at 7:30. I showered and had some breakfast and dressed for work. When I got in there was no one about, and I set about tidying up my office and printing off the contract, which, in all last night's excitement I had forgotten to do! 

The air was heavy with the scent of sweat and sex and Barbara's naked skin, so I pulled out an air freshener from a draw in my desk and sprayed the room. 

While the printer hummed away, I dumped the food in the trash, saving a soda for a sugar boost! Just before 9am, Barbara arrived, all businesslike, in a black jacket and black knee-length skirt and a white blouse buttoned up to her throat. 

"Good morning," she said smiling, "sleep well?" 

"Not really," I said, making a grab for her, but she avoided me. "I couldn't stop dreaming about fucking you and I shot a huge load into the sheets!" 

Barbara wrinkled her nose. "You'd better wash them tonight or they'll smell!"She said with a twinkle in her eye, and a smile played around the corners of her mouth. 

"I'd sooner be fucking you than doing the laundry tonight!" I said. 

"We'll have to see about that, won't we?"Barbara said laughing. "Is the contract printed out yet? If it is, I'll take it up to Angela for Bob to read." 

I handed the contract to Barbara and stared after her as she headed for the elevator, hips swinging, her firm round ass moving in time beneath her skirt! 

"Fuck, I have got to have some more of that ass!" I thought to myself. 

Barbara and I spent the morning catching up with work while we waited for a call from Bob. Eventually the phone rang, it was Angela, Bob's assistant. Could we come up and discuss the Grunewald contract? Bob stood up as Barbara and I entered his office. 

"Come in, come in," he said smiling, "I've read through the contract and you two have done a great job. It's watertight with no loopholes. I'm very pleased." 

I sighed inwardly with relief, and looked at Barbara and saw she was smiling. 

"In fact, I've got another project for you two. As you know, I've been away for a few days. Well I have been in Sacramento meeting a potential client, a sportswear manufacturer and he is very interested in us representing him! Angela will fill you in with the details so that you can get started." 

Barbara asked, "Will it take long?" 

Bob replied, "Yes, I'm afraid it may mean some late nights." 

Barbara and I looked at each other and smiled, and Barbara winked at me, turning her head so that Bob couldn't see. 

"Right then, we'll go and get started," I said, and shook Bob's hand, Barbara did the same and we headed for the door. 

When we got outside, Barbara turned to me, laughing. "Well here we go again!" 

To be continued......



Barbara After Brunch



Copyright 2011 Del Edwards

She was dressed quite differently than she had been just a few minutes ago when he followed her home after their usual Sunday brunch. She liked to dress up as if she was going to church...heels, hose and a dress or blouse and skirt. They had walked to her car and she now stood between the car itself and the open driver's door partially concealing her from others who might be in the parking lot. She had taken the black leather collar from her purse. That was his cue to step closer to her so she could buckle it around his neck. His hands were busy unbuttoning her blouse. Their behavior had become routine in the last five weeks of the Sunday meetings. She eased onto the seat and bent forward hunching her shoulders so her blouse gaped open and he could see she was wearing a shelf bra...her nipples were clearly visible. "Follow me home like a little lost puppy and I'll give you an opportunity to have me," she said stroking his crotch to confirm the beginning of an erection.

Since the first time they met for brunch, Barbara's "collar rule" was in effect. That meant he had surrendered to her and he must obey all of her commands without complaint or comment. She had told him to get undressed on the patio while she changed in her bedroom. 

Several minutes later she exited the house to join him. She wasn't wearing much and her walk was slow and exaggerated. He immediately understood why. In addition to black heels and thigh-high stockings she wore only a pair of black spiked dog collars just above the stocking tops. He was enjoying the view of her naked and nearly perfect body noticing her breasts barely bounced due to her slow, waddling walk. "Wanna lap dance," she asked with a grin.

"Not while you're wearing those things," he responded.

"Okay, let's trade some pain," she suggested. She carefully closed on him and interlaced her fingers behind his neck. "Pinch my tits," she ordered. The sound she made was something between a groan and a growl when he dug his thumbnails into her nipples. He felt the sting of the spikes when she pulled herself firmly into him. She was working her thighs, driving the spikes deeper into him. He retaliated by increasing the pressure on her nipples and pulling hard until she gasped, breathing fast and shallow, issuing a sorrowful moan. Holding herself against him she challenged, "If you can figure a way to screw me without getting spiked, I'll let cha." She took two waddle-like steps back, turned away from him, bent over and said, "Same problem fuckin' me from behind, huh?' She smiled mischievously and added, "Probably get blooded eatin' my pussy too," pointing at the fresh blood spots on his thighs.

Barbara moved closer to him and slipped her left index finger behind his ballsack. Her thumb curled to meet it so his balls were in the palm of her hand. "Don't worry, I'll send you on your way well drained," she continued and spit on the first two fingers of her right hand and began to massage the underside of the head of his half-hard cock. She smiled and added, "Want me to jerk you off or leave a ring of lipstick around the base of your dick?" 

A week ago she had used black leather cuffs on his wrists and ankles to chain him spread eagle on her bed and then jacked him off. "The lipstick thing sounds like fun," he said. Three minutes later she had folded a large towel and placed it under his head as he lay on the small grassy portion of her back yard. She was kneeling on a second folded towel. Leaning forward slowly like a cat about to pounce, she took just the head of his hard, hot rod in her mouth and tongue-fluttered it until he moaned. Then she shifted to a slow, teasing head bob, swallowing a little more of him with each stroke of her lips and tongue. When fatigue and cramping began to settle into her arms and shoulders, she went back to the tongue flutter and used the ample supply of her saliva as lubricant to stroke his shaft. He erupted with a long grunt in less than thirty seconds. Continuing the tongue flutter she let his cum leak out of her mouth and run down his shaft until he protested. Then she rocked back onto her heels and smiled as she surveyed the mixture of lipstick, cum and spit pooled around the base of his softening cock. 

The sharp pain in her upper calves told her she had spiked herself. Going into a high kneeling position she unbuckled the collars and tossed them aside. Leaning back, she caught herself with her hands and arms, shifted into a sitting position, lowered herself onto her elbows. Spreading her legs wide she ordered, "Kiss and lick my clit till I scream." Eleven minutes later she screamed and the neighbors thought about calling 911 but decided to wait until they heard it again before fore they called.



Barbara and Dionysus



As I watched from a distance I could see my wife, Barbara, give herself completely to Dionysus' sexual attentions. He tongued her, he fucked her, he had her suck his long, curving penis, and he had her give herself to the Maenads and Satyrs who were attending him and the other women who had been brought into his circle. I was frozen to the ground a few yards from the scene unfolding before me and could not turn my head away from watching my Barbara act like a complete nymphomaniac. She and the three other women who had ventured into Dionysus' power were naked, crying out madly, covered in perspiration from their sexual exertions, and offering every orifice on their bodies to receive and give sexual pleasure. I could not turn my head away and neither could the other men who were transfixed to where we stood, all naked and all aroused, as we watched our women perform this pornographic dance. Dionysus would turn his head and smile his grin of power at us. He taunted our helplessness. He had our women and he was going to use them sexually for his and his followers' gratification. The cries and groans of men and women, Maenads and Satyrs were a continual symphony of fucking, sucking, penetration, and pleasure.

It was in the tenth year of our wonderful marriage that Barbara and I planned a trip to a resort on the Greek Islands. Barbara had seen pictures and TV shows about how beautiful the islands were and so she planned up the whole trip. We were to stay at a resort that had plenty of activities: hiking and horseback riding on the beaches and in the hills, scuba diving, snorkeling, water volleyball, tennis, etc. We were to be there for a full seven days.

When we arrived the weather was marvelous and the accommodations were fantastic. We made friends quickly with several couples who were on either side of our room. The staff was friendly and the guests were friendly too. One thing, however, caught us by surprise: we had no idea that the resort and the surrounding terrain which the resort owned was clothing optional. So we were accosted every day by old and young couples and singles who used the facilities nude. 

Now my Barbara was adventuresome sexually but she was not one to parade around au naturel in public. But by the end of the second day she had become comfortable with the idea that these men and women who were walking around naked, playing water volleyball in the pool naked, engaging in the daily exercise classes naked, and hiking and riding horses in the nude were normal folks. They just liked to be free of any clothing. So in a bold move she suggested we go on a nude hike through the island's hills. In fact she thought it would be kind of liberating to do so. So we hooked up with three other couples and headed out for a hike that would take us up into the hills surrounding the resort and then down to a beach in a cove where we would have lunch and take a cooling skinny dip, and then a hike back. We would be gone most of the day and return in time for the buffet dinner the resort always had and the evening's entertainment and activities. And we would spend the entire day in the nude.

Although both Barbara and I were nervous about spending an entire day naked, we gathered up our courage and stripped nude, walked out our room's door naked, and met up with the other naked hikers. After the first few steps Barbara and I remarked to each other that we should have done this before; it was liberating to be as you were...naked. The couples we met were as follows: Frank and Larissa, another American couple like us, Gene and Sabiha, a British couple, and lastly Juergen and Freda, a Swedish couple. We all introduced each other and headed out.

Frank and Larissa were black. Frank was muscular like a football player and had a light chocolate colored-skin; he was also hung like a horse. His chest, legs and arms were quite hairless which just emphasized his well-defined muscles and he had shaved his head which just added to the hairless look. However under his arms and between his legs he had sparse, kinky hair which didn't hide anything. Barbara was especially taken by the size of his genitalia as they swung back and forth during our hike. His wife Larissa was one of those women who had a slender figure but a hefty bust line. Her skin was a dark chocolate brown, almost black color. Her hair was straight and she wore it tied back and her eyes were a yellowish, hazel color. Her booty was round and very African and stuck out just right on her slender body; and her belly was quite flat and ended in a nappy triangle of jet black pubic hair which barely hid the outline of her genitals. Her breasts and her booty bounced in the rhythm of her steps; this caught my attention.

Gene and Sabiha were a mixed race couple like Barbara and I. Gene was a white Englishman with sandy brown hair and pale white skin. He was slender like a long distance runner and he too was sporting quite a hefty set of genitals which was rooted in thick patch of sandy brown pubic hair. His wife, Sabiha, was South Asian. Her skin was almost as dark as Larissa's but she had Caucasian features. Her hair and her eyes were jet black; her hair was long and straight and hung down her naked back. Her figure was soft and round; she was very feminine with rounded heavy breasts, rounded hips and belly and a very soft looking booty. This was quite a contrast to Gene with his stringy, thin body. Like all the other nudists we had seen at the resort Sabiha did not trim her pubic hair. She had a thick triangular patch of jet black hair that covered her genitals and had the texture of a white woman's hair down there not the kinkiness like Larissa's pubic hair.

Juergen and Freda were so stereotypically Swedish. Both had white skin that was tanned all over, blond hair, top and bottom, and blue eyes. Oddly enough their hair was the same texture; it was very curly. On Juergen it looked like a curly mane; on Freda it framed her round face with curls that reached just to her bare shoulders. Juergen was muscular and about six feet tall, but he didn't have a football player's body like Frank. His penis was a normal size but hung and swung freely. I guess being nude most of the time hadn't restricted him and constrained him. His friend, Freda, was a voluptuous Nordic body type. She had firm, substantial breasts that stood right out from her chest with no sag. Her hips, her belly and her butt were rounded and soft, and she had a thick blond triangle of pubic hair, which like Sabiha, hid her genitals almost completely. As I said both Juergen and Freda were tanned all over with no visible untanned skin, even between their legs or in their armpits.

Barbara, my wife, was a tall, 5"10" black woman. Her skin was a dark chocolate brown. Her eyes were brown and her hair was black and sort of straight. Barbara often had trouble in humid weather with her hair wanting to partially revert to an Afro. To remedy this she would tie it back like Larissa was doing. Her breasts hung down slightly but the nipples pointed straight out like two dark brown baby bottle nipples; I guess you would call them pancake breasts tipped nipples begging to be sucked. Her hips were wide and she had a white woman's rounded butt not an African booty. Her belly was flat and ended in a kinky, curly, sparse triangle of pubic hair that lay close to her skin. Her genitals were visible through the short cover of her pubic hair. Her smile was brilliant with perfect large teeth framed in a thick pair of pouty lips; she would easily smile either in joy or in embarrassment. As we met with the others Barbara was smiling a great deal. I could tell it was at embarrassment because her breasts and her belly also flushed a little red.

As for myself I am an average looking white guy with a medium build in a 6"2" frame, with sandy brown hair and blue eyes. I'm in shape but unlike Frank and Juergen I wasn't muscular. I have a rounded butt and my gut is still flat and ends in a triangle of sandy brown, curly pubic hair. My penis is not exceptional but it satisfies Barbara and I make up for any shortcomings with fantastic oral sex that just drives her nuts and an ability to keep fucking her without cumming so she can climax several times during our sessions of lovemaking.

So there we were. Gene took the lead, seemingly having been on the trail we were about to take. It was wild to look ahead and see Barbara's gorgeous butt moving in rhythm with her steps but also the other's butts moving just so. And the women's breasts would keep time to their walking, bouncing up and down and jiggling side to side as they climbed up the trail. Near the top of the hill we espied what looked like a grotto of olive trees in the valley ahead of us. It seemed to be hollowed out in the middle. There was the scent of incense in the air and the sound of tinkling bells and what seemed to be flutes. 

Gene asked if we wanted to be adventurous and explore what we were seeing. We all agreed. After hiking down the trail a bit we headed off through the dry plant life towards the grotto of olive trees. This was off the path recommended by the resort. As we approached I could swear I was getting aroused and started to develop a bit of an erection. I noticed then that so were Gene, Frank and Juergen. Although odd, it didn't deter us from hiking on; in fact it was quite pleasant to be sporting a big penis that bobbed and moved like the women's breasts did.

Now the scent of incense was stronger and the bells and flute-like sounds clearer. It intrigued all of us. Barbara stepped back towards me so she could whisper, "Baby, I see you're getting aroused. Well so am I. I feel so tingly down there that every step is sending thrills through me. And I can definitely feel myself getting wet." I briefly looked down at her crotch and could see that her clitoris was now quite visible and bright pink. She was aroused.

Larissa, who must have overheard us, said, "It's not just you, Barbara, I'm almost finding it difficult to walk. I feel like I'm about to fall out with a climax with each step I take. The friction is driving me crazy. And Frank is looking like he's definitely ready." Barbara looked at Frank's now fully erect penis and muttered, "Oh my!!!" I noticed that without thinking Barbara's fingers rubbed between her legs. We kept pushing on despite these weird feelings and happenings. In fact I think the sexual arousal encouraged us to continue on.

As we entered the olive trees Frank, Gene, Juergen, and I were all sporting full hard erections that bobbed up and down as we walked on. The ladies were all looking uncomfortable as if they all were about to experience an orgasm. I knew what Barbara looked like when she was about to climax and Sabiha, Larissa and Freda all had that same quasi-pained look of a woman about to lose control of her body; and all were finding it difficult to walk straight as their bellies quivered on the verge of cumming.

It was as we reached the edge of the clearing in the grotto of olive trees that we were assaulted. Men approached us sporting long erections of a foot or so all curved up. As they touched Gene, Frank, Juergen and me we were all frozen to the ground. I could still hear and see; I just could no longer move. Each of the men resembled the mythical Satyrs. The all had hair curled in the ancient Greek style; even their pubic hair was thick, oiled and curled like the hair on their heads. This just emphasized and framed their genitals. They all had beards but were quite hairless on the rest of their bodies except for the hair on their heads and the hair above the penises. Their testicles hung down round, symmetrical, large and quite hairless. There was none of the unevenness of a normal man's testicles or the hairiness.

The Maenads were all voluptuous women with curly heads of dark hair and virtually hairless everywhere else. Their bodies were rounded all over and although their breasts were heavy and full the seemed to defy gravity. They also exuded a scent that put me on the edge of cumming; they were sexuality itself in the persons of women's bodies.

The Maenads led our wives away towards a rather large man seated on a large dais in the middle of the clearing. He too was sporting a rather long, curved penis which again looked longer than a foot. And in appearance he was quite similar to the Satyrs. However his penis was a couple of inches thicker and shimmered. In fact the air around him seemed to shimmer.

Frozen in place I watched as this scene played out. Each woman, Larissa, Freda, Barbara, and the Sabiha was led to his side by one of the Maenads. As the Maenads touched our women Barbara, Larissa, Sabiha, and Freda all experienced orgasms. As the Maenads and the women entered his shimmering zone you could tell each woman experienced yet another almost instantaneous orgasm. I watched as Barbara collapsed shaking all over into Dionysus' arms. She was a toy in his powerful arms. He kissed her face, her breasts and her neck while his large hands cupped her butt, her back, her hips, and her breasts. Each touch, each kiss caused Barbara to moan loudly and shudder again.

After Barbara seemed to be thoroughly worked up and aroused, breathing heavily and tossing her head from side to side in ecstasy, Dionysus' used his large hands and powerful arms to lift Barbara up by her hips, which seemed more voluptuous now, and center her vagina on his enormous penis. Then he lowered her down and within minutes she was bucking madly on his cock, crying out loudly as his thrusts stretched her vagina and excited her greatly. She later could not recall any of the incredible fucking she received from Dionysus. To her mind she was in a constant state of moving from the crest of one orgasm to the next. She did remember how incredible his penis felt inside of her and how different it felt from mine and from any other man's penis which she had experienced.

When she was done she rose on her own and kissed and licked his incredible penis clean. She nuzzled her face in his thick pubic hair and then up his chest to share a soulful kiss with him. As she walked away from him she looked incredible. Her skin glowed and she walked with a swaying sexy swish of her hips which seemed to be fuller and full of sensuality. Her breasts were firmer and stood out from her chest more pronounced than they had. Her hair had changed to an Afro look and it too seemed positively radiant. Lastly just like the Maenads she had no body hair on her. Her engorged genitals, the pink bud of her clitoris pushing against her very pink and engorged clitoral hood were all clearly visible. Her genitals also shimmered in the way Dionysus' body did. It was if each woman who mated with Dionysus was left a gift of being transformed into a symbol of sexual fertility and erotic pleasure. 

As Barbara approached me the Satyrs surrounding me took her off into the woods where she disappeared for what seemed like hours. With Barbara, Larissa and Freda gone into the woods and with their orgasmic cries ringing out Gene, Juergen, Frank and I watched as Sabiha was transformed in the same way as had Larissa, then Freda, then Barbara. Her body glowed with sex. Her pubic hair and other body hair fell away. Her body got rounder and fuller and her breasts stood out with each nipple erect and pointed straight out in a constant state of excitation. The hair on her head lengthened and thickened; it now hung down to her waist and was very silky and shimmery. She reacted to Dionysus' intercourse with her just as wildly as had the other three women. And then she too was led into the woods to participate in the orgy that we could hear going on out of our sight.

And then as it drew towards dusk our women came back with Dionysus, the Satyrs and the Maenads. Freda walked up to Juergen and asked, "Are you willing to follow me and Dionysus?" He answered in the affirmative. Freda knelt before Dionysus and sucking on his penis she caused him to cum in her mouth. She encircled Juergen's still stiff penis with her cum-filled mouth and began to fellate Juergen. Juergen cried out in pain as his body transformed. His penis grew long and curved like the Satyrs, his body shed hair except for his pubic curls which thickened into a mat of hair just above his growing penis. And he grew a blond beard just like that. When his transformation was done he could move and immediately he took Freda and two each of the Maenads and the Satyrs and disappeared into the woods.

The same happened to Larissa and she and a transformed Frank went off into the woods with several Satyrs and Maenads. Next was Barbara. She asked me the question, "Are you willing to follow Dionysus or do you wish to stay with me." This was different than what Freda and Larissa had asked. I answered, "I follow you, dear. I love you, Barbara." At that one of the Satyrs knelt down in front of Dionysus and took his penis into his mouth and began sucking it until a third time Dionysus ejaculated a copious amount of semen into the Satyr's mouth. I expected the Satyr to now kneel in front of me and take my penis into his mouth, but that's not what happened. Instead Barbara and he embraced and in front of me engaged in vigorous intercourse that soon had the Satyr groaning as he released into Barbara's vagina. Then he pulled out, his penis still covered with copious amounts of semen and positioning himself behind me slid his penis up my anus while Barbara positioned her vagina around my own penis. 

I had never had sex with a man before. I thought that it would be painful, but like Barbara had succumbed to Dionysus' enormous penis with nothing but pleasure, my own butthole literally vibrated with waves of pleasure as the Satyr rapidly thrust in and out of me and I in turn thrust in and out of Barbara. As I felt hot jets of semen squirt up inside my butt I also came copiously inside of Barbara's vagina which was already virtually swimming in the semen from Dionysus and the other Satyrs she had coupled with out in the woods. Then a sharp pain ran through my groin and before my eyes my penis thickened and lengthened and adopted the Satyr curve that would catch a woman's g-spot so expertly. But unlike Frank and Juergen my body hair didn't fall off or thicken in the respective locations on my body.

I could now move and Barbara walked up to me and laid her soft body tightly against mine as we kissed and caressed each other like we hadn't in years. When we ceased I noticed that Sabiha and Gene were in the same type of embrace. They too had not been called into the woods with Dionysus. We were never sure why it was that Frank, Larissa, Freda, and Juergen were called to be Satyrs and Maenads and we weren't.

The four of us returned to the resort as the Grecian sun set on the western shore of the island. As we moved away from the olive tree grotto the sexual arousal we had all felt the whole time we were near the grotto receded. And when we returned the next day there was no sign of the grotto. 

We did stay in touch with each other. Both Sabiha and Barbara remained as hairless and as voluptuous and as promiscuous as when they were in the grotto. It was Dionysus' gift to them to explore and satiate their full sexuality. And both Gene and I retained our enlarged penises with which we satisfied Sabiha and Barbara routinely and, when the women desired, satisfied others with them. Some of our neighbors became regular visitors without their husbands knowing. Barbara encouraged it and Barbara would initiate each woman. And I understand that the same was true of Sabiha and Gene. This was the gift that Dionysus had given us men. WE could bring incredible pleasure to any woman we touched. Our touch would arouse them and our penises would satisfy them endlessly.

We never heard from Larissa, Frank, Freda, and Juergen. And in fact when we returned to the resort it was as if they had never been there. Other than the four of us no one seemed to know who we were talking about. So if you visit a sun-drenched resort in the Grecian islands you may want to take a hike in the mythological hills. You may receive an incredible gift, as we did.