0 comments/ 29267 views/ 2 favorites Business as Usual By: Jimflint80 About August, I went out to Germany to have meetings with one of our German suppliers. I’d been quite looking forward to the trip, as I was finally going to meet the people I’d been talking to on the phone for so long. My main contact at the plant was a very sweet sounding girl called Claudia. She’d sent me some photos via e:mail so that I could almost put a face to the voice, and it was a daily occurrence that we would flirt outrageously with each other during the course of the business day. I got to the plan on the Friday morning, and on arrival was given an agenda for the day’s meetings. The meetings all went well, but I had only had a chance to see Claudia once, and hardly had a chance to talk to her, so by mid afternoon I was a bit down that I hadn’t had any chance to spend some time with her. However, as the meetings relaxed towards the end of the day, we all got chatting about the evening, and the Directors of the plant decided that they would take me out for dinner that evening, as I was in no rush to get back to the UK that evening. As it turned out, we went out to the restaurant that was in my Hotel – at least it would make the crawl to my room slightly shorter! I was pleasantly surprised when we arrived that Claudia was the one who had been tasked with going on ahead and getting a table for us all – a chance to talk to her I wondered? The meal was pleasant, and although Claudia and I did get a chance to talk, it was very difficult with all the Directors there with us. I found it quite hard concentrating on the conversations we were having, not least because their English wasn’t good, but because I was transfixed by Claudia in the flesh. She was utterly gorgeous. She had lips I could melt into, a cleavage I could kiss endlessly, and the rest of her body gave me such a hard on that I had problems keeping the bulge in my trousers out of sight all evening! Sadly, midnight arrived all too soon, and Claudia was the first to leave – she made her excuses, and we exchanged kisses on the cheeks before she left. Everyone else took that as their cue, and after what seemed like an eternal hand-shaking session, I was alone in the hotel. I headed slowly up to my room, sad that Claudia wasn’t with me, but dying for a wank to relieve the frustration that had been building between my legs! When I got up to my room, I got quite a shock – my bedroom door was slightly ajar. I walked in slowly, searching for signs that any of my belongings had gone missing, when the room light clicked on. My eyes just about popped out of my skull, and I quickly closed the door behind me. There, on the bed was Claudia. She was reclined on the bed with her skirt hitched up, and her hand was inside her black lace knickers, moving slowly. She smiled as I stood there, gazing at her. “I just wanted to welcome you to Germany!” she said, rather matter-of-factly. “Oh really; is this how all Germans welcome foreigners?” I jokingly replied. “No” she sighed “it’s just my little way” I closed the door behind me, and Claudia moved to the edge of the bed and stood up. As she slowly undid my tie she casually asked “What time is your flight tomorrow?” “I suppose I have to leave here about 10ish” I replied “Why?” “Hmmm” she pondered “It’s better than going to the gym” “Pardon?” I quizzed She then looked up at me with soft eyes that made me melt on one hand, but get much harder on the other! “Well, it gives us about 9 hours of good physical exercise” Button by button she undid my shirt and slowly pulled it off, letting it drop to the floor. She kissed my chest very tenderly and then knelt down in front of me. Her delicate fingers undid my belt, and then my trousers, sliding them down as I slid my shoes off. She then stood up, running a finger up my inner thigh until she reached my boxer shorts. Delicately she cupped my balls and again looked deep into my eyes. “I want to make sure that these are drained completely, and not a drop is spilt!” she whispered. We turned and she gently pushed me onto the bed. I edged up it until my head rested on the pillows. Very slowly Claudia unbuttoned her blouse, and slipped it off her shoulders, displaying her sizable breast encased in a black lace bra. She had the flattest stomach I think I have ever seen, which only exaggerated the size of her firm chest. She then unzipped her skirt, and let it fall to the floor, and she stood there in just her lace lingerie and black hold-up stockings. My cock was rigid by this point, and I noticed that it had risen out of the front of my boxer shorts. “I’m glad to see that I’m having the desired effect” she smiled. Claudia then unclipped the clasp at the front of her bra, and for a moment held it in place, before peeling it off exposing her breasts in their glory. She then turned around, and bent right over, sliding her knickers down in the process. As she stood there, bent over, she spread her legs, exposing her completely shaven pussy to me. I could see that she was already wet, and that her clitoris was swollen. I wanted to take her there and then, but resisted. Claudia then peeled her stockings down, one by one, and stood back up again. Slowly she turned around, naked, and put her hands on her hips. I let my eyes scan over her naked flesh, taking in every millimetre of her gorgeous body. As my eyes gazed at her completely shaven pussy, she looked down too before looking back up at me. “Do I take it you approve?” she said with a coy smile. I didn’t need to say anything – with my rigid cock now standing to complete attention she knew my response. I sat up and slid my boxer shorts down, before lying back down again. Claudia took my ankles and spread my legs wide apart on the bed, and then she knelt down on the edge of the bed in front of me. She held constant eye contact with me, and I watched her, looking deep into her dark eyes as she reached up and closed her cool, slender fingers around my solid shaft. She held me quite tightly as slowly her hand started to move up and down from the base of my cock to my glans. She casually licked the bulbous tip of my cock and licked her lips as she sampled my pre-cum. I relaxed as the sensations became more pleasurable by the second, and then gasped as Claudia sunk her mouth over the end of my cock. She hummed as her head moved up and down over my cock, and I was in heaven! With her spare hand she kneeded my balls gently and I could feel myself getting close to the point of no return already. She stopped sucking me for a second and smiled “that’s it just relax” she whispered “all I want is for you to cum” Her hand speeded up as she slid her mouth back over my cock. I gripped the duvet as I felt the sensations between my legs grow, and I quivered as I lost control, suddenly jolting as I came. Claudia swallowed hard on my thick fluid, and I could feel her squeezing my cock as if to try and get every last drop. As I relaxed, she carefully licked up every drop from my cock, and she then moved up the bed and gently on top of me. “Welcome to Germany” she said, giggling. I chuckled, looking at her closely “That’s the best welcome I’ve ever had!” I replied. Claudia was moving her hips on top of mine, and she moved slightly so that her wet labia were touching the tip of my cock, and I realised that I was still hard. “I know that you’re not ready just yet, I just want to feel you inside me” she whispered as she edged downwards. She parted her legs on either side of me, and as I moved my hips, the tip of my cock started to enter her. Claudia edged down a little more, and I was aware how tight she was. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip gently as she slid right down my solid shaft until we were completely joined. “That feels so good” she gasped, and she lay on top of me breathing quickly. Claudia then carefully sat upright on me, and I held her waist gently. She started to move up and down on my cock and she quivered as she sat down on me each time. She started to gasp things in German, and I couldn’t understand a word she was saying, but by the sounds of it, and the fact that she was speeding up, she was enjoying herself. She was running both her hands through her hair, and looked incredible, just moving on top of me. I looked down and watched as she rhythmically impaled her tight pussy on my rigid organ, and she started gasping. Then suddenly she stopped. She caught her breath for a moment, bend forwards, and then kissed me. She sat back up again, and then she showed how flexible she was. She raised one leg right up and held it to her shoulder before swivelling around on my cock so that she was facing away from me. She looked over her shoulder and gave me a wink. “Enjoy this view!” She then started again, and I watched as her gorgeous backside rose and fell, and I could see how tightly her pussy was gripping my cock. She was riding me hard now, and I could feel her tensing as she neared her peak, when she let out a suppressed shout, and shuddered frantically on me, as wave after wave of her orgasm hit. Her pussy squeezed my cock tightly and this was enough to send me over the edge too. I jolted as yet again my cock exploded, and I pumped my think fluid deep inside her. Together we went limp, and she slid from on top of me, gasping for breath. She moved up along side me, and we held each other silently. Claudia gently stroked my balls and sighed something in German again. “What was that?” I asked her “Oh, I was just saying that the real thing is better than any toy” she said smiling. “Toys eh?” I said jokingly “I never imagined you using toys!” Claudia rolled to the edge of the bed and reached into her bag. She then rolled back to me and proudly showed me a large silver vibrator. Very slowly she ran her tongue along it’s length, and sighed. “Would you be surprised if I told you that I’d had this inside me all through dinner this evening?” I raised my eyebrows and laughed “Really?” “I spent the whole meal imagining that it was you filling me up” she said quietly. “You didn’t let on at all!” “Oh, like I’m going to announce to everyone round the table that they should leave as I want to bend over the table and have you screw me!” she said mockingly. “I didn’t mean that!” “I was getting worried that my nipples were showing after my first climax at the table” “First! – How many times did you cum?” I said, getting turned on again just at the thought. “I lost count” Claudia said, leaning forward and kissing me. We had a laugh before cuddling up and dozing off. The following morning I did manage to make my plane, but only just! Business As Usual Sighing out loud, I swipe my key-card and enter my hotel room ... I finally have a weekend to rest. I just wound up a 3-day seminar, one which I lead to coach women to be more assertive in business - and in their personal lives. I immediately step out of my shoes, kicking them aside. Dump my supplies on the nearby desk, and strip as I head for the shower. Leaving a trail of clothing behind me. Hot steamy water follows the curves of my body. I can feel the tension and professional attitude wash down the drain. The force of the spray pulses on the back of my neck and my breathing slows to a relaxed rhythm. Stepping out of the shower, I put my hair up in a towel, but let my body drip-dry while I brush my teeth. Once dry, the lotion I treat my skin to is jasmine scented and goes from head to toe, keeping me as smooth as possible while adding just a light scent. I don’t spend a lot of time on my hair, quick blow-style - keeping it loose and relaxed. It’s my time and I want to be at ease, even when just I step out for a bite to eat. My favorite lavender colored snap-front t-shirt dress hangs in the closet. It fits just so it shows off my curves without being tight. Skimming me at mid-thigh. I wear a nice comfortable low-heeled sandals and skip the jewelry. Simple and casual - no bra, no panties tonite, they’re too constricting and I want to be very cool and comfortable. Mascara and lipstick and that’s it. I’m ready for a quiet dinner with just me and my notes from the conference to review. I forego the restaurant, choosing to sit in the bar to have a lite meal and drink - or two. There’s less than half dozen people enjoying the lounges’ atmosphere. I opt for a corner booth which has just enough light to allow me to see my notes without straining. The waitress arrives to take my order. Vodka and cranberry juice, and just an appetizer for my meal. I slip around to the very back of the booth so the entire room is in my view ... leaning back and stretching my legs out before pulling my notes from my note binder. Looking up only occasionally to watch people as they come and go, I’m soon engrossed in my work. The first taste of vodka has a bit of a bite to it, but smooths out with each successive sip. My appetizer arrives shortly and I’ve succeeded in taking up most of the table with my notes, food and drink. I’m pouring over my insights, trying to determine where I can improve my delivery. It’s an effort to reach the women who attend seminars just to have a few days off work. I go over the feedback questionnaires that I hand out to each attendee. I do this in order to glean whether I have actually reached any of them. Taking each suggestion sheet attached and organizing them from the negative input - to the positive affirmations. Another drink arrives as my first is close to being emptied. I didn’t order it, but, the waitress explains that it’s from the two gentlemen at a table not far from my booth. I thank her and acknowledge the kind gesture from these gentlemen with a warm smile and nod. They smile in return and raise their own drinks in a toast-like gesture. I can see them out of my peripheral vision as I try to focus on my paperwork. They keep looking in my direction. I’m feeling nice and warm, and all too comfortable now from the drinks, not to mention the attention I’m receiving. They’re both quite good looking black men...athletic builds which is evident beneath their dress shirts. Though they’re sitting, I can tell they’re also tall, with long, strong legs stretched out. One of them has the most beautiful, sweet smile I’ve ever seen. The other doesn’t smile...he appears more intense and serious. A dangerous sensual quality about that man. Although, they make no attempt to come over, they still face me, looking my way often...staring between clips of conversation. Curious, but flattering. I grab a stack of papers and as I lean a bit to slide them into my binder which is sitting next to me on the seat, I think I finally understand why the long-distance attention. A few snaps have come undone on my dress and the top of my thighs must be visible to them - not many secrets hidden from their eyes. A straight line of view for the attentive men. Even though a slight sting of shocked embarrassment passes through me, I’m instantly aroused. My embarrassment quickly fades as I feel my heat rising. I’m putting on a show for these men, discreet and unknown, at least at first. I decide to pretend not to notice my exposure and continue to put away a few papers. Pulling my feet under the seat and crossing my legs at the ankles, my knees fall apart just a little. Not giving too much of a show, but allowing a little more of a peek for my audience. Such a tease! They stare intently now...I think I see a slight squirm in their chairs. Their attention definitely rooted to the scene under my table. Of course my idea of no panties tonite fell perfectly into this scenario. Good thing I gave myself a nice clean shave, leaving a heart-shape tuft at the peak of my pussy. Even though I had no intention of showing myself to anyone, I always maintain my habits of being clean shaven, soft and smooth. After all, one never knows... I rest a hand on my thigh in an absent-minded fashion, the dress slips just a bit further off the thigh. Their heads haven’t turned once in the last several minutes. The intense one has leaned back in his chair, with his hands laced over his smooth abdomen. The sweet one rests forward on his elbows, almost as if to get a closer look. I brush a few imaginary crumbs from my lap. . . my dress slips up a bit. More temptation to peek from between my thighs. Taking another drink . . . resting my fingers on my upper thigh. After finishing the 2nd drink, I’m feeling quite nice and relaxed. I decide to put away the rest of my notes and just enjoy sitting quietly. Another drink arrives, gift from my admirers. Again I thank them, offer a shy smile, and lean back in my booth. I’m quite aroused by this time in the game. My nipples are hard and show blatantly through the thin material of the dress. Feeling them pressing against the soft thin cotton material. Ok, it’s time to turn up the heat. I slowly trail my hand lightly down my breast to my lap. I’ve never had such strict attention in my life. Maybe I should do this in my seminars. Spreading my knees a tiny bit further, I let my fingers rest on my lap, careful not to block the secret view. Taking a slow taste of my drink, I want to make this last a while. I let my gaze wander the room, drawing a slow deep breath with a slight arching stretch of my back as my hand dips deep secretly between my legs. Hoping my men are hard with excitement. I look down to my lap, pretending to notice my exposure for the first time. . . and not minding at all. I glance shyly at the gentlemen, while slipping a finger between my thighs, slowly stroking myself. The drink is very good - but will soon get better. I bring my hand out of my lap and dip it into the vodka and let some drip to my exposed skin, spreading it a little with my fingers before bringing them to my lips and licking them clean. Do they look a little flushed? Good, I see it in their eyes. I hit the mark for sure. Moving my fingers slowly between my pussy’s lips, up and down - slow and steady, quick dip inside and back out again. Another dip into my drink and back to my wet pussy. Moving so slightly back and forth over my clit. Resting my chin in my other hand, slightly closing my eyes... I gaze between my eyelids right back at my friends. The look of clear lust in their eyes is strong. I decide to make my way to the ladies room, not bothering to snap my dress, I slide out of the booth and walk leisurely by their table, with each step the dress slips open and closed, exposing peeks of snatch. I return in a few minutes, same show and they watch me intently, as I walk by, slowly and deliberately. As much as I’ve enjoyed this little game, it’s getting late and I begin to gather my belongings. . .hating to end this. . . it was all too much fun, but this fantasy should come to an end now. I slip out of the booth again, the dress quickly slides up towards my hips then falls closed as I stand. They haven’t moved an inch and stare openly at me as I leave the bar and head for the elevators. No one is in the lobby and I’m not worried about my dress ... I like the exciting chance that someone may come around a corner and catch my state of attire. Pressing the button to go up...the doors open and I step into the elevator. As I do, my friends surprise me by following right behind me into the elevator. I never noticed them leaving the bar, nor did I hear them approach behind me as I waited at the elevator. “What floor?” The tall sweet one asks without looking my way. “Nine,” I answer. I’m not sure how to take this turn of events. After all, I hadn’t expected them to follow me. “Same as ours. We’re neighbors.” “What a coincidence.” I smile. He turns to gaze at me. Stepping up beside me, arms brushing. No conversation as we ride slowly upward. Watching the numbers light as we pass each floor. All the while each of us knows what the other is feeling. The look in our eyes and secret smiles underneath the heavy sensual atmosphere. Before we reach the 4th floor I feel fingers tickling the back of my right thigh, slipping under my dress. Sweetness’ hand strokes, slowly petting my round smooth ass, each stroke brings him closer to my inner thighs. My legs relax and feel weak. My chest feels tightness with excitement and a bit of trepidation. The intense one steps up close to my other side, his right hand reaches up and boldly cups my breast...thumb on my nipple, teasing it, brushing over the fabric of my dress. Sweetness’ fingertips explore the soft folds of my tender spot. The heat rises, I can smell my jasmine scent as it warms on my body. Standing between them, Sweetness fondles my ass now, his fingers petting my opening, circling, gentle. Intense slips his hand inside my neckline...a snap comes undone, exposing more breast. He holds it in his palm...fingers tickling my nipple. I rest my head against the wall of the elevator, enjoying being explored. The door opens to our floor. I step out from between them and walk to my door. No one is in the hallway. Taking my belongings inside my room I then return to the hall where they’re waiting for me. We walk a few doors further down to another room. I can’t believe I’m actually doing this, walking half-dressed, with two strange men, to their room. Opening the door, they step aside to let me walk in. The room is dark with the exception of the city lights glowing through the sheers. I make my way straight for the windows and open the curtains to let in more city light...we have enough to see and it’s not so bright as to be clinical. Perfect ambiance. Intense takes his shirt off so quickly I barely see the buttons come undone. He takes me by the wrist and turns me to the wall. Pressing me against it, kissing the back of my neck and grabbing my ass. Sweetness is moving about, undressing by the sounds of it, and watching his friends’ assault, I’m sure. Intense’s fingers grope between my soft mounds to find his treasure ...one finger shoves in very quickly. I gasp. Arching my back against him. He presses me harder into the wall thrusting his finger into me repeatedly. I spread my legs wider. Just as quickly as it began, he steps back. I hear his zipper and turn to watch as he removes the rest of his clothes. His body is amazing...a body builder physique. Sweetness rises from the bed where he was sitting and comes to me. Taking hold of my dress, each side of the opening in his hands, he pulls sharply and the snaps fly open. He lowers his head to my breasts I raise them to him as an offering, and kisses my hard nipples. Lovely lips encircling each, his hands hold my breasts to his face. He buries his face between them before moving to the other waiting nipple. My pussy is throbbing and I feel hot and wet. He’s naked and his hard cock gently teases my pussy. He moves his hips to softly stroke me with his dick. He drops to his knees and seeks my clit with his generous mouth. Spreading my legs further apart. Placing an open mouth kiss on my pussy, tongue tickling and teasing the clit, then quick dips into my slit. I lean against the wall moaning and spreading my legs for him. His tongues tastes me, following the folds of my pussy and inside again. The heat increases and Intense steps up beside me to fondle my breasts and fingers my ass again, while Sweetness sucks my cunt. Flicking his tongue across my clit then closing his lips over it to suck it into his mouth. I’ve never done this before, never thought I would...my body is their playground and nothing is off limits. Sweetness stands and presses his hard cock against my pussy. I ache for him to plunge inside, but he waits...a teasing look in his eyes glimmer. He knows what I want and prolongs it. Ah, the torture, and he knows it. Instead he reaches down with his hands and strokes my pussy softly. Intense is still fingering my ass, kissing my neck, biting my shoulders. He lifts me away from the wall and moves behind me and his hard dick slips between my cheeks, stroking it up and down, reaching from behind to play with my tits. Pinching my nipples. He takes them in his hands and raises them up ito Sweetness. Who accepts the invitation gratefully, and sucks my nipples quickly...saliva dripping down my chest. His two fingers still inside my cunt, pulsing in and out slowly. I don’t know how much I can take before begging to be fucked - and fucked hard! Sweetness pulls his fingers out and I feel him guide his cock to my cunt. Pushing inside me slowly...so slowly. All the way in and drawing out just as slowly. A few quick thrusts and he pulls out...grasping my shoulders he pushes me to my knees. Intense hold my head while I lick my pussy juices from his friends’ dick. I suck him clean and stroke his length with my tongue, tickling just under his head with the tip of my tongue. I love the feeling of a hard cock in my mouth, sliding up my tongue, dripping precum on my tongue. Intense strokes his hands through my hair. Holding my head so Sweetness can fuck my mouth. Before he can cum, he pulls away and walks to the bed. “Bring her over” he says. Intense lifts me to my feet and guides me to the bed. Sweetness is laying on his back and I kneel over him and take him into my mouth again. I’m on my knees on the end of the bed...Intense moves up behind me, grabbing my hips and holding me steady as he guides his hard cock into my pussy. No teasing with this one, he rams me hard and deep. Moans muffled by a full hard cock. Slapping my ass and ordering me to suck his friends’ dick while he fucks me from behind. Sweetness is moaning, thrusting his hips up a bit to meet my rhythm. Intense pulls out and shoves his dick into my ass, slowly at first to test my tightness. It’s tight, very tight. I relax for him and he shoves in all the way, fucking my ass swift and hard. “Do you like my dick in your ass, slut?” he growls, gripping my hips harder and pulling me into him. His hard wet black dick stretching my tight pink hole. I feel his huge balls slap at my pussy, Sweetness grows impossibly hard in my mouth and I know he’s about to cum. “Suck it baby, suck it.” he moans. I suck quicker, stroking with my tongue up the underside of his length, squeezing with my lips until I feel his hot jizz blast inside my mouth. “Swallow it all in!” And I do, drinking it all down. Intense is grunting with each push, grabbing my hips tighter as he blows his load shortly after. I feel his slippery cum slide down my ass and onto the backs of my thighs. I’ve been filled from both ends and have more to expect. Intense pulls his cock from my ass and walks to bathroom where I hear him washing. Sweetness rolls me onto my back at the end of the bed and takes his place between my legs...his mouth seeking my pussy. He’s sucking my clit and finger fucking my cunt at the same time, driving me to the edge of ecstasy. I feel my orgasm coming on like a slow hot wave. Sweetness is fucking me with three fingers and eating my snatch like a sweet dessert. I grab my knees to pull them wider apart. His tongue slides over my clit quick as the electricity of a spiraling orgasm hits me hard. I can barely control a soft scream as he keeps up the licking and sucking, driving me over the edge again and again. I think I’ve lost my mind and soul. He stands, leaving me laying, legs splayed, quivering with post-orgasmic throbs. After several minutes, we’re all stretched out on the bed, touching and kissing. “I want to be double-fucked.” I say. They look at each other and grin. Intense gets off the bed and grabs my wrists, pulling me off the bed as well. His back to the wall, he pulls me against him and without wasting any time crams his cock up and into my cunt. Sweetness steps up behind, licking his fingers, he wets my ass to slip into me easier. He takes it slow, pushes in steadily and reaching a rhythm to match Intenses’ own. Soft, pink pussy plundered by a huge black dick, my tight ass filled with another. A dream come true - and I didn’t know I had it in me. I feel so completely filled it’s unbelievable. I cum fast and hard and soon after Intense shoots his jizz into my cunt, my orgasm stays and I go over two more times....Sweetness cums at nearly the same time. I’m so wet and hot, I don’t want it to stop. We’re exhausted and fall back to the bed. Sleep overtakes us and the sunrise finds that we haven’t moved from the positions we collapsed into. I get up, collect my clothing, slipping them on quietly. Leaving the room, I sigh. Did it really happen? I walk into my room and after a shower pack my things and leave. And I thought this was going to be just another boring weekend. After packing up and checking out, I catch a cab to the airport. The wait drifts by as my thoughts return to my adventure the night before. I’ve never done anything, it was so unlike me...so unexpected. I dream and fantasize, sure, but to act one out? I never thought I’d do it...ever. The following Monday was the same as most others, full. I had to catch up on some office work that piled up while I was away. I was looking forward to coming home and having a nice relaxing evening. My boyfriend warned me that he had a dinner meeting and that it was going to be a late one. He told me he may not make it over. This meeting was very important and he was going to spend as much time as necessary to nail down this contract. I knew he’d been working hard on this project and this was crunch time. It had just started to rain when I ducked into the back door of my condo. They were calling for thunderstorms and it appears that this time the predictions were correct. Shaking off the few drops that found me, and stepping out my wet shoes, I dropped my purse and keys on the kitchen counter and proceeded to the bedroom. With each step I take up the stairs I relax bit by bit. The house is dark in the twilight of the approaching storm. I keep it that way and make my way to the master bath. My bath is like a sanctuary in my home. I decorated it to be conducive to relaxation, an oasis from the normalcy of the rest of the house. It’s large and airy with a skylight over the garden tub - a large fern hangs just beneath. Two candle sconces adorn the wall just behind the tub. Well lit double sink and separate shower are opposite the tub. Italian marble floors, shower, and tub surround. With thick, soft throw rugs tossed about. A vanity in the corner holds a CD player which always has some smooth jazz CD, or perhaps a new age music selection, featuring sounds of nature or perhaps some Native American tribal music. I decide to take a quick shower - though a bubble bath would be oh so nice. The hot water massages my tired muscles and I really don’t want it to end. But with the storm coming in I know I need to get out as soon as possible. After a quick towel dry I put on my favorite jasmine scented body lotion, blow dry my hair so it’s soft and loose. Then I just throw on my gauzy, loose sun-dress to lounge around in for the evening. Business As Usual I scope out the fridge to see if there’s any appetizing left-overs and find the last of the grilled chicken breasts from a couple nights ago. Beside the chicken there was the last of the pinot griggio with a note attached....”Enjoy, babe, I want you to have a nice quiet evening!” Beside the bottle of wine was a beautiful pink rose. How did I get so lucky to have this man in my life? He must have stopped by on his way to dinner, before I left work. I heat the chicken in the microwave, pour a glass of the wine and sit at the breakfast bar to have my simple dinner. The sky grows even darker, so as a precaution I’ve lit the candles that I always have around the house. As I gaze out of the windows to watch the clouds roll in I see the lightning flashes, brightening the backyard garden. The flowers seem to jump out at me with each flash of light. Their shadows streak across the well manicured lawn. When I finish cleaning up after dinner, I settle into the living room to catch up on some reading, since I have the evening to myself with no distractions. The television is on just for some background noise. The occasional storm warning flashes across the screen. It seems a few storms will be rolling through all night long. As the first storm reaches it’s end, my eyes feel heavy. I make sure to blow out all of the candles before heading off to bed. I’m careful to lock the doors. Brush my teeth, strip off my dress and hang it on the back of the bathroom door. Turning off the bathroom light, I can see my way to the bed with the aid of the waning lightning flashes. The air is charged and I can feel this as another bolt brightens the windows. I catch a glimpse of my naked body in the full length bedroom dressing mirror. An eery erotic snapshot. It’s as if I’m looking at someone else. I feel a bit strange. I slowly find my way to the bed and slip between the smooth, cool sheets. The memory of my shocking encounter lingers like a fading dream. It doesn’t even feel like it happened anymore. Easing in and out of sleep I find that I’m soon in a dream-like state. I hear whispering voices that seem float into my subconscious. I can’t quite make out what they’re saying, I often can’t in a dream. Am I dreaming? I feel a soft kiss on my neck...it’s my husband, he’s finally home and appears to be in a romantic mood. Storms do this for him. “Don’t wake, darling, I’m going to get out of my things and join you.” It’s my boyfriend, he’s whispering to me, “Did you enjoy the wine?” I try to speak, but the words don’t want to form. He chuckles softly and leaves the room. He’s kept the room dark so as not to shock my eyes, I suppose...such a dear. I’m in a twilight sleep, I feel warm and so relaxed as if sinking into the soft mattress. I make out some noises...clothing rustling, footsteps, muffled, they seem unreal and sometimes exaggerated in this state. I think that I hear murmuring, ”....the wine ....won’t fully ..... hours...” Is someone talking? Or am I still dreaming...there’s something that feels so very different. I cannot wake, even though I try. Then again, I don’t really want to try. I’m floating....and so relaxed. “Let’s have fun.” my boyfriend says, and he lifts my head to tie a blindfold over my eyes...he must be in a playful mood! He ties the blindfold on tightly so it won’t slip off. I hear the lamp next to the bed click on. But, I’m still in the dark. In more ways than one, I’m soon to discover. “Isn’t she beautiful?” He says as if to anyone and no one in particular. “Beautiful, look at that skin.” I hear him whisper as he pulls the sheets off me. His hand lightly pets me, caressing my breast for the briefest moment, so softly. “Fabulous nipples...standing erect, so tasty.” I feel myself warming as he speaks. “Let’s taste.” His voice seems to change with each comment, deeper, then normal. I must be much more tired than I thought. I feel his lips on my breasts, licking my nipples, a soft kiss, sucking it in and tickling it with the tip of his tongue while holding it tightly between his lips. I can feel myself holding my breath as the excitement builds. Heat growing and coursing to my groin. The slightest twinge of the first throbbing beat rises between my legs. His tongue trails wet circles around each nipple, they’re hard and erect. He grabs hold of my left ankle and pulls it towards the side of the bed, the smooth silk of a scarf as ties it around with one end, the other end he ties to the bed rail. Very quickly he’s around the other side, too quickly...doing the same to my right ankle, spreading my legs wide. He seemed to be a little bit rougher with the right ankle, tying it tighter, harder. His hand felt heavier, thicker. “Just look at the pretty, pink pussy. So warm and wet.” On cue I slowly reach down with my hand and spread the wetness across my pussy, trailing them to wet my clit. Lightly tickling myself, toying it back and forth for his watching pleasure. I feel as if I’m underwater...putting forth this effort, I try to move faster, but can’t. The warm soft skin swelling beneath my fingertips, I bring them to my mouth to taste my juices. Openly licking each finger....slowly. “That’s right, baby, put on a show for....me.” I put my fingers back into my pussy, plunging them slowly in and out, rubbing my palm against my clit and arching my back. I’m getting off on his watching me. “Isn’t she sexy?’ He’s still talking, as if to an audience, this is a new side I haven’t experienced from him before and I like it. It’s so sexy and making me so hot. Just the thought that we may be viewed while I jill-off. I’m so lost in the moment I barely notice that my left arm is being raised over my head and tied to the head-board. Just as quickly my right hand is grabbed and tied the same. I feel so exposed, vulnerable to his eyes, touch. I hear him moving about, but don’t know what he’s doing or where he may be, it sounds as if he’s all around me. My breast is grabbed, nipple pinched and tweaked softly as I moan. Skillfully rolling it between his fingertips and gently tugging. As my breast is caressed, I feel fingers searching my pussy, gently probing, spreading my lips open. Two fingers slip slowly and deeply inside. Stroking me passionately. Inside then to my clit to tease it lightly. Back in again to wet them and easing out to play my clit, rubbing it, petting me with care. My throbbing is strengthening and I arch my back to his touch, trying to push against his touch. I feel the mattress sink as he climbs onto the bed, straddling my face and rubbing. He strokes the head of his dick across my lips. I open them in anticipation and am rewarded as he pushes himself into my mouth, rhythmically pumping as I lick his length and suck him back in. He’s moaning, deeper in his throat than I’ve heard before, he must really be enjoying this. I don’t know how he’s doing it, but his fingers are still playing with my pussy, driving me crazy with passion. Moans fill the air, mine mingled with his, sounds from all around me. Confusion sets in when I feel the mattress sink between my legs and his mouth captures my pussy full-on, tongue diving into my slit. But, I’m sucking his dick...how? Then I come to a hazy realization that it’s not just him...there’s another...and they’re both having me, taking me....using me. I’m frightened, confused, yet so hot and aroused, I can’t think straight. I feel like I’m in a dream, dizzy, floating. I try to speak, but his cock fills my mouth, I can only moan. Whimpering as hands hold my head and guides him in and out faster. I feel I may choke, he tries to go all the way inside my mouth. The mouth on my cunt sucks and wets me, dripping to the mattress. My clit is flicked and tickled with a thick, long tongue, fingers fuck me as an orgasm approaches. Faster the tongue on my clit laps across me, wetter, harder, fingers stroking my g-spot and I cum in a white hot blast. No control. I moan and pant, even as a dick is pushing faster in my mouth. “She’s cumming.” It’s my boyfriend...and his voice is coming from across the room! Who’s fucking me...who am I sucking? What’s going on? Too many questions, I’m shocked and excited at the same time. I hear a heavy growl just above me as cum shoots into my mouth. “Swallow it down, baby,” this stranger orders me. I do...I don’t have a choice. When he’s empty, he pulls from me, stroking his softening cock across my face. I feel this man get off the bed. Whoever is between my legs, sits up, repositioning himself and I feel his dick push into me. “I have to fuck her now!” he says, “Hold on baby, I’m gonna fill your cunt with my jizz.” he grunts. Fucking me hard and rough, it seems to go on forever, my own excitement rises to another climax. It isn’t long before he grunts low and hard, I feel his hardness as he cums inside me. Then he collapses on top of me. Sweaty, heavy body, heaving on top of me. His dick slips from me to hang between my thighs. “Your pussy is so sweet, beautiful one.” he groans in my ear. He moves up the bed, to my face and putting his dick on my mouth, wet with cum and pussy. “Lick it clean.” He orders and I do as told. “Your girlfriend is fucking hot.” He tells says as I lick his cock. “Yes, she is...I didn’t lie, did I?” My boyfriend says. I hear him come over to the bed, he unties me and turns me over. I’m tired, in shock, I don’t resist anything. I cannot. “Now watch me.” My boyfriend tells his guests. Spreading my legs as I lay on my belly, I feel him licking my ass, wetting his fingers inside my cunt with the cum and pussy juices that seep from me, he rubs the moisture across my ass. Grabbing my cheeks, he spreads me open and puts the head of his cock to my hole. Slowly at first he pushes in. I can’t move...this has never happened. His guests chant their approval. I feel them sitting on the sides of the bed..closer to view this anal assault. Pushing in deeper, all the way, then slowly drawing out again. It’s so tight..will this end soon? What will happen next? Pumping and pumping - faster and steady. “God, that looks great, such a tight little ass” one man says. My boyfriend drills into me faster and harder, then slows, drawing out until his head is just at the opening. A familiar moan escapes his throat and he pushes back in slowly. Then as if he’s lost control he slams into me fast and hard....he cums in a hot furry. Filling my ass, wetness running down my thighs. Laying on top of me for a moment before getting up, off the bed and to the bathroom to wash. The men are still on the bed, I feel hands stroking and petting my ass, spreading me open and fingering my pussy again. One slips a finger inside my ass to savor the wet hole. “That was the best...it’s been a real pleasure doing business with you.” one says. “Thank you, gentlemen.” my boyfriend answers. “We’ll have to do it again, soon.” “Yes, we will. This is going to be a long and fruitful business relationship.” I feel them both rise off the bed and hear the sounds of them all getting dressed. My boyfriend escorts them downstairs to the front door. I hear a car pull from the drive as my boyfriend comes upstairs again. He turns off the light, gets into bed and removes my blindfold, tossing it aside. He pulls the sheets over us and holds me close to him. “Thank you baby, you’ve just made us very rich...that episode sealed the deal.” My boyfriend explains. I just lay there, still unsure if this really happened or not. Before long I feel him sleeping against me, that familiar shallow breathing that tells me he’s deep in slumber. I lay for the longest time afraid to sleep, but before long I can’t hold onto consciousness and slip into sleep. The only evidence of what happened is the cum seeping from me, and taste in my mouth. I’ll be sore tomorrow. I hope for an explanation, but perhaps I’ll just push it away and pretend it didn’t happen. As I’ve done with other situations of late. Business as Usual My business partner is hot lady. Agreeing work with her and forming our partnership was a milestone in my life, the greatest idea I've ever had. Her name is Beverly and she's twenty-four, small and slender, with auburn hair, dark brown eyes, and a shape that makes men's eyes bulge out. I enjoy watching her, especially looking at her full breasts and sexy hips. I love to go down on her pussy, while she wraps her slender, shapely legs around my head. We are great together, and we began fucking shortly after we met at a convention, five months before we started our business. You might wonder how we ever get anything accomplished, but we are not all over each other constantly. We work hard at our tasks, and we take care of whatever needs to be done, but when we want to have time together, we take it. We don't hold back and have coupled almost everywhere in our office suite. You might wonder why we just don't get married and keep our hot love life at home. The answer is very simple: we are both married to other people, and neither of us has any desire to give up the current spouse. What we do in the office is partly a joining to affirm our mutual reliance and cement our working relationship. Neither my wife nor her husband suspects anything. We speak of each other with great indifference at home, and whenever they see us together, we are paragons of conservative behavior. None of our staff has any idea that their bosses are wanton, illicit adulterers. Our sex encounters are both exciting and draining, so we save them for a time when our projects require less attention or when they are completed. All last week we had put in twelve-hour days on our latest venture. Finally, we both came in on Saturday and Sunday, along with our employees, to finish up the details. On Monday we made our presentation. Our hard work paid off, and the contract was signed. As we drove back to the office, we agreed what to do. Calling our spouses, we sadly informed them that we needed to finish off a small, but vital detail for Tuesday. I promised my wife that I would make it up to her by taking off the coming Friday so that we could have a nice three-day weekend. Beverly promised her husband the following Monday off. We had spent more than a week slaving away, and Beverly and I hadn't screwed that entire time. We spent our time concentrating on the work because we knew that our reward would follow immediately upon the completion of our project. Besides, my sweet wife enjoyed sex and made sure she got her share from me almost every night. She believed that she was relaxing me as well as pleasing herself. She was so right! Every time Beverly worked close by me, her personal mix of fragrances wafted into my nose. She smelled great and was ever feeding my lustful brain. Of course, every time I looked at her, I would admire her fine ass, her luscious boobs, and her curvy legs. I needed her hot pussy, and I knew Beverly wanted my cock just as desperately. That evening, I sat at a table in the restaurant. Across from me sat Beverly. We were supposedly having a supper before returning to the office to finish that small and vital detail. Actually, we were teasing and exciting each other, just like that erotic eating scene in the film "Tom Jones." Thankfully, the restaurant was not crowded and its staff remained discretely away from our table. As we mouthed our food in sensuous, lewd gestures, we were arousing each other, preparing ourselves for our return to the office. I loved watching the way her pink tongue moved across her lips. As soon as Beverly and I arrived in the outer office, our hands were all over each other. "Wait a second," I gasped finally. "Let's make sure no one else is still here." We forced ourselves apart and quickly moved through the suite of offices. We had one close call in the past and wanted no others. Just as we were about to merge together again, the telephone rang. Beverly picked up the receiver and said in a weak, tired voice, "Lower Lakes Systems, can I help you?" Her eye gestures informed me that it was her husband. "Yes, darling, I'll be home after midnight. Yes, I think so. See you later, darling. Don't wait up for me. Yes, I love you too." She replaced the receiver quietly and turned to me. "Let's disable the telephones so that it appears like our lines are tied up." I accomplished that small task, and she was in my arms again. I slid a hand up her inner thigh until I touched her crotch. When I started rubbing her pussy through her sheer panties, I found that Beverly was very wet already. I knew that she was as hot as I was and pulled her close against me. She shoved her tongue into my mouth and gave me a long, deep kiss. I responded in kind and started sucking on her busy, probing tongue. Soon, she was on her knees before me, pulling down my zipper. Beverly quickly had my cock out and was rubbing her wet lips along its rapidly swelling girth while making my trousers fall down my legs. When my penis filled out to its six inch length, she stuffed the fat, bulbous head into her mouth and started sucking me in the way only she could do. I placed my hands on her head and started to fuck her face, slowly and softly. Looking down, I could see that she was loosening her clothing as she fellated me. I felt my balls tingle and knew I would ejaculate right away if I didn't pull Beverly from my prick, but that's what we wanted. We needed to take the edge off our need. I pushed my cock in and out of her mouth while she sucked me and pumped my shaft with her slender, cool fingers. Suddenly I came, spurting my semen deep into her mouth, and Beverly gratefully accepted my offering, swallowing it by gulping it down. I almost passed out from the sensation. Not even my wife was so expert a fellatrix as Beverly. Sometimes I entertained jealous thoughts about her husband enjoying her skills more often than I did. As soon as I could, I picked Beverly up and placed her on a bare table, one that we knew was the right height for our needs. I pushed her back, so she was lying on her back with her legs apart and her bare cunt awaiting my mouth. Lifting her legs and, draping them over my shoulder, I buried my face in her crotch. "Oh yes, baby! My cunt, baby," she murmured. "Suck my cunt!" Her warm pussy juice soon covered my chin and lips. I stuck my tongue deep into her to taste the source of her dew. She was like fine nectar. I love the taste of her pussy juice, and I needed to savor more of Beverly's honeyed emissions. Using both hands, I pushed her legs farther apart. Beverly moaned in her excitement. Her pussy lips were pink and wet, seemingly swollen in anticipation of my tongue and lips. I pushed in and started licking Beverly's delicious cunt. I slid my tongue up and down her pink, inner lips, slurping her nectar and dragging my tongue through her soft folds. I then moved my tongue up in order to her tease her love spot. Her small clit, fully aroused, was sticking out visibly. I wrapped it in my lips and started sucking on it. Beverly started rocking and moaning as soon as I touched her erect clitoris. The more I sucked and tongued her, the louder she moaned. She took hold of my head, grasping my ears and hair like a drowning woman, pulling my face harder into her steaming twat. I was eating her like madman. I was so happy to have my mouth on her cunt that I did not mind her pulling my hair and ears. "Oh god, baby, don't stop eating my pussy!" she cried. "Oh yes, right there, baby, suck my cunt just like that!" Her ankles locked behind my neck. Beverly loves to have her pussy eaten. No woman I have had, including my hot, sexy wife, loves to be eaten out more. Beverly is able to reach several orgasms whenever I perform cunnilingus on her hot cunt. She has confessed to me that her own husband had been able to do that only a few times. Now she was having orgasm after orgasm as I was eating her out and pushing my fingers deep into her vagina. She bucked her hips and grunted each time I made her start to come again. She fucked my face wildly while I licked and kissed her dripping snatch with my head buried between her clenching thighs. I love muff diving and eat Beverly's cunt for almost a half hour whenever we have one of our sessions. In between, my wife enjoys my predilection too and twists about shrieking with pleasure on our marital bed, with my face locked tightly between her legs. As Beverly continued to push against my face, I alternated between licking her pussy and sucking her clit. My face was covered in her pussy juice. My cock was becoming revitalized by my pussy eating and her writhing. "Oh shit, baby," she mumbled weakly. "This is just too much... Oh god... I have to stop!" She couldn't take it anymore. We had been apart too long this time. After only twenty minutes of oral sex, she needed to fuck me, and I wanted to fuck her. I stood up and pulled Beverly by her thighs to the edge of the table and them pulled her up onto her feet. "Come on, honey," I urged, "Let's fuck." Just as this table had been our favorite spot for cunnilingus, the floor was a favorite place for fucking. I pushed the head of my cock up against her slippery pussy, and she reached down to help me enter her. She was already so wet that my thick cock slid inside her easily. "Oh, fuck me hard now," Beverly moaned. "Fuck me with that big cock!" I buried my penis deep in her until our pubic curls were mingled together. I leaned forward until my elbows absorbed my weight and paused, enjoying her pussy around my manhood. I love the feeling a woman's pussy gives me when it wraps snugly around my penis. Beverly pushed her face upward and whispered, "Kiss me, baby. I need your kisses right now." I started kissing her and began pumping slowly in and out of my lover. Beverly wrapped her arms around my back for a few minutes, but then started playing with her nipples while we fucked slowly and sensuously. We moved at the same pace with her pelvis rising up against my driving hips. I could control myself now that her quick blow job had relieved the stress inside my loins. We hadn't fucked in more than a week and needed this mutual, reassuring release to confirm our bond. I was fucking Beverly with a cool mind. I had her hips under mine, and I was pushing my cock into her pussy without ramming her like a maniac. Her tits shook slowly as I rode her. At times she resumed pinching her nipples, whenever I pulled my lips away from her exquisite breasts. The room was filled with the sounds of our lovemaking, our warm flesh slapping together, her moans, and my gasps. I pulled my dick out of Beverly and rose. "Come on," I urged softly and sat down in our special chair. Beverly jumped up from the floor and straddled my lap, seating herself on my cock. She started rising and falling on my erect penis, assuming the active role herself and allowing my hands to roam over her damp, sweaty body. I could feel her cunt tighten on my prick, as if trying to milk me. Beverly was such a good lay. "Damn, Beverly," I groaned. "Your cunt feels so goddamned good!" Now as Beverly rode me, I kissed her breasts and sucked her nipples. They were hard little protuberances that I rolled around in my mouth with my tongue. My hands, freed by my mouth, squeezed and kneaded her ass cheeks. Beverly dearly loved this position because, after few minutes of copulating like this, she grabbed me tightly with her fingers digging into my back. I felt her body quiver and knew she was having an orgasm with my cock deep inside her. I felt more of her secretions wash down my cock and drip onto my legs. As soon as I felt her pussy spasm, I wanted to shoot my cum up into her waiting cunt, but I held myself back by slowing the pace of our coupling. As soon as I saw her eyes open, I lifted her up, and with my cock still deep inside her, I thrust myself into her again and again. I would not be able to do this if she were not such a small woman and I myself were not in such good shape. Beverly assisted me by gripping my legs with her own. Standing, with my hot lover wrapped around me like a clinging vine, I moved rapidly now. She rotated her hips lasciviously. I could feel my balls begin to tingle. Like an animal I shouted as I came inside her. "Ahhhhghhhhhh!" I groaned each time I unloaded another jet of semen into her oozing cunt. I bucked my hips, shoving myself as deep as I could until I had emptied myself in her. It always amazed me afterwards that we never lost our balance during this rather athletic fucking, falling down onto the floor. When I was done coming, my cock slowly shrank, and Beverly loosened her leg hold. Slowly her feet slid down my legs until she stood before me, looking up into my eyes. I pulled her against me, and we kissed long and deeply. Whenever we came up for air, she looked at me with a such a loving smile that I never wanted to let her go. I knew that she wanted more and she knew I did too, but we had to pause to allow our bodies to recover. I sat in the chair again and she cuddled on my lap. We kissed and touched each other, whispering in the dim, vacant office. Eventually, I could feel myself rising once again for another coupling. Beverly noticed my state and got up. "Come on, baby, you know what I want now," she murmured. I rose and lay on my back on the floor. Beverly straddled my face and lay atop me with her pussy at my mouth. When she parted her thighs, I could see the juices of our love dripping from her cunt. I began to lick her with my tongue swabbing her wet pussy. Beverly liked to have me suck her pussy after we'd fucked and I had filled her with my semen. I had never done this until we had started to make love, but I found that eating her cunt, still hot and flowing with our love juices, was amazingly satisfying. Now we do it every time. It is our concluding sex act, and I could not part from her until we had performed our sixty-nine session. While I eagerly sucked her pussy, Beverly took my cock into her mouth and began sucking me off. Eating Beverly's pussy with its mixture of our secretions was the most erotic activity I had ever performed. Sadly, my wife had not yet agreed to participate in this act, and Beverly had informed me that her husband likewise had denied himself this pleasure. Their refusal made no difference because we were not to be deprived. Now I was eating my love's pussy with its elixir of our juices, and she was sucking my penis, still coated with the same erotic substance of our love. The taste was something I needed, and so did Beverly. I ate out Beverly's juicy, fucked cunt until she came one final time, signalled by a gentle vibration in her soft body. Then she stroked my cock and sucked me off, taking my last drops of semen. We lay together like that, knowing that it might be some days before we would again be joined in our secret, satisfying rite. Beverly rose, turned, and lay on me so that we could kiss. As she slid her tongue into my mouth, we shared once again our juices. Our private work session on the vital detail was coming to an end. We lay together and rested. At last we both stood up and walked together to the little shower we had installed in the lavatory. After what we had done, we never could go home without thoroughly removing the signs and scents of our erotic coupling. After an hour of cleaning up, there was no trace that anything improper had occurred that night. We sat near each other, talking of many things. Then it was time to part. "See you tomorrow, baby," I called to Beverly as she climbed into her car. "Yes, my lover, tomorrow," she said softly before closing her door.