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Carla Ch. 01

By: loverundersouthernskies



It had been an incredibly busy couple of weeks here in London. Day after day was filled with endlessly long meetings, and I would be grateful to never again have to sit through another business lunch. Now that my work was all finished I had planned to spend a few days travelling south to Somerset, enjoying all that the English countryside had to offer, before heading back home to other side of the world. Unfortunately the weather forecast was predicting heavy rain and freezing temperatures for the next couple of days across most parts of the UK, and the thought of having to be indoors did not appeal. 

I decided that when in England I should do what the English do, and hop on a flight to Spain. Within an hour I'd organised flights and booked a lovely small apartment on the Costa Blanca in Valencia just outside the town of Denia. It was part of a small group of four villas, with a shared swimming pool, and only a few minutes walk to what looked like lovely sandy beaches. Within four hours I was in a taxi making my way to Denia, and it wasn't even lunchtime. 

The day was sunny and warm, and the drive along the coast was spectacular. The apartment I'd booked was surprisingly, every bit as modern and comfortable as it looked online, and I was soon settled in and heading off to find my small bit of heaven on the sand. I couldn't wait to be basking away all the worries of the past fortnight. 

The beach was quite crowded, but I spied a reasonable spot to lay down my towel between a family with a couple of rowdy boys arguing about who could swim the fastest, and on the other side, a woman in a bikini sleeping face down. The boys were thankfully off to test their theory before I'd even sat down, and I was soon preparing to open the pages of the book I'd had in my suitcase for the past two weeks, and hadn't even begun. 

I was struggling to get through the first page as I kept finding my gaze wandering to the sleeping woman. She was probably in her late thirties, early forties, with beautiful skin. She had the kind of figure that I would describe as perfect; curvy and soft, like a Rubin's painting. But what was particularly attracting my attention was the beautiful soft dark hair I could just make out on her inner thighs growing all the way up to what I was beginning to think was the most stunningly shaped bottom I'd ever seen. She rolled over to reveal an amazingly large pair of breasts that couldn't be hidden beneath her bikini top, and as well, a glorious thin trail of dark hair growing up to her belly button from her bikini bottoms; while I'd been staring, something had been growing very hard in my swim shorts, and I made an attempt to cover my embarrassment with my book, and decided it was time for a swim in the cool blue water. 

Despite the wonderfully refreshing waters of the Mediterranean, I couldn't get this woman's gorgeous body out of my mind, and headed back to my slice of heaven on the sand to continue letting my eyes take in her beauty, but she had disappeared. Perhaps she had noticed my staring, and possibly my state of arousal and didn't want that kind of attention. Another kind of hunger had began to take hold, so I decided to head into town for an early meal. 

I briefly stopped by the apartment to shower and change and then made my way into Denia and found a lovely looking place called Tasca Eulalia. I ordered fish with a small salad along with a glass of house wine, and was seated near the windows looking out onto the street. I didn't mind too much that I was on my own. I was just reveling in the sights and smells as several of the local men stood by the bar talking and laughing with each other, not that I understood what was being said, but somehow still feeling a part of the atmosphere. One of the men had motioned to the others and they stopped talking as one by one their eyes followed a woman who had walked in, an extremely beautiful woman, my bikini clad goddess from earlier in the day, though now wearing a simple summery dress. She went to the counter and enquired about something, I'm not sure what, and the waiter shook his head. She ordered a drink and took a seat at the bar. 

It wasn't long before one of the men from the group sidled up to her and was obviously trying to make a pass. I don't know what was said but he quickly backed off, and as luck would have it she made her way over to the table next to mine. The men at the bar continued eyeing this woman off, and having whispered conversations followed by loud raucous laughter. I could sense she felt uncomfortable, a woman alone, so I leaned across to her and said,

"Would you care to join me? I'm afraid I don't speak any Spanish, I'm just here on holiday for a few days."

I think more out of worry that the other men would possibly keep harassing her, she smiled a thank you, and moved from her table to mine.

"I don't speak much Spanish either," she said. "And I'm not so good with English as well. You can probably tell that."

"You seem to be doing remarkably well," I said, "My guess is from your accent that you're German?"

"It's a good guess but only half right," she smiled. "I live in Germany, but I'm only half German."

"Which half is German?" I said smiling back. 

She looked a bit confused, but then started to laugh, as her face lit up. 

"I'm John," I said. 

"Carla" she replied, warmly offering her hand. 

"Actually, I'm meant to be meeting someone here," she said, "But they seem to have let me down. We'd planned to stay with some friends they know not far from here, and then travel together further up the coast. I've tried calling but no one is there. I'm a bit lost really. I've checked my bags into a cheap hotel close by, but I'm not too keen to stay there."

"He must be crazy to have stood you up!" I said, though trying not to sound too flirtatious. 

"It's a 'she' that's stood me up," Carla said, giving me a knowing look to make clear where her preferences lay. 

"I'm not trying to pick you up or anything like that, but to be honest I'm enjoying having someone to talk to. And you seem to be in an awkward situation with your friend letting you down. I've booked a lovely place a few miles from here, and there are two bedrooms. You'd be more than welcome to stay for the few days I'm there. Maybe your friend will turn up tomorrow, and if not, we can keep each other company."

"That's very kind, and to be honest I don't feel all that safe on my own," she said, glancing across at the group of men. "I can pay you half of the rent."

"No. There's no need for that. If you like you can buy a few tasty essentials as I'm not much good at doing shopping, or cooking for that matter."

"Alright, as you English say, 'it's a deal'."

"Great!" I said. "But I'm not completely English, only half."

"Which half," she said, a big joyous smile spreading across her face. 

We made our way to the hotel where Carla had left her luggage and then headed back to the apartment. It was a lovely warm evening and we sat outside on the balcony overlooking the pool, talking and drinking till after midnight. I had put out of my mind trying to tempt this gorgeous woman into my bedroom given all I now knew, but it was incredibly difficult to be near her and not want her. Eventually we both started to get the yawns, and so it was time to get some rest.

Normally an early riser, I couldn't believe that it was nearly ten when I finally woke up. The sun was streaming in through the window and the smell of coffee and toast wafted into my room. I quickly got dressed and made my way to the kitchenette. Carla had prepared a wonderful breakfast, with fresh fruit and yoghurt, muesli, toast and coffee. 

"Good morning sleepy head," she said.

"Good morning to you too," I answered. "This looks amazingly good! Where did you get all this stuff?"

"Well, I woke up very early, and decided we needed a few supplies"

"It looks delicious... I will definitely want to come to this restaurant again."

As we sat over breakfast we chatted about what we might do with the day. I was keen to spend some more time on the beach.

"I'm going to have a quick shower and head to the beach to do some serious sunbathing if you'd like to come too," I suggested. "In fact I confess I've already seen you in your bikini yesterday."

Carla's cheeks flushed a little.

"Yes, I thought you were that man from the beach who was sitting nearby."

" I um, well, yes, I thought you were asleep actually. I... " 

Now it was me whose cheeks were turning red.

Carla smiled.

"It's OK. I knew when you helped me out last night that you were a nice man. Don't worry about the beach... I have that effect on some men who like a bigger full figured woman. Lucky for me, so do some woman. This morning I'd like to make a few calls to try and contact my friend, but you go and enjoy the sun. I also need to get another couple of hours sleep. When you get back I'll have some lunch ready. I've bought some things to make a salad with some fresh bread as well. This afternoon we can visit an old castle that's nearby here if you like." 

"Sounds great." I said. "Good luck with tracking down your friend."

I'd been out walking for about fifteen minutes. I was hoping to find a slightly less crowded spot than yesterday, when I realised I didn't have my wallet with me. I'd left it sitting on the bedside table. I'd been thinking about picking up a bottle of wine to go with lunch, and besides, I should really have some ID with me. I hadn't got too far away not to quickly go back and get it. As I reached the apartment I noticed the curtains in Carla's room were drawn, and I remembered that she had wanted to catch up on some sleep, so I crept in closing the door as quietly as I could behind me. 

In order to reach my room I had to go past Carla's room, and as I tip-toed along, I could hear some soft moaning sounds. Carla's door was half open and just as I reached the point where I could see inside, I was completely struck dumb at what I was witnessing... 

Carla was completely naked, kneeling with her face pressed down into the pillow and her legs drawn up and spread apart, so that her wonderfully huge ass was pointing straight in my direction. One hand was gripping the side of the bed, and the other was in charge of a large cucumber that she was thrusting in and out of her incredibly hairy pussy. It was quite obvious that she was intensely excited... the cucumber had become a shiny wet missile coated with all of her juices, and I could hear a glorious squelching sound with each deep penetration... I can't begin to describe just how hard my cock had become as I stared completely transfixed on this wondrous sight. Finally after several long deep thrusts, Carla made a deep guttural groaning sound, and released her hand from the cucumber letting it slide out of her pussy and onto the bed, as the twitching contractions of her equally hairy rosebud gave away an obviously intense orgasm. My heart was pounding in my chest, and any thought that I could possibly get my wallet and escape unnoticed had long gone.

Carla continued letting her fingers play over the sopping mess of her pussy as the waves of her orgasm subsided, and now she had brought her free hand underneath to rub her clit, while her other moist fingers were rubbing the slippery pussy juice over her bottom. Then, slowly and deliberately she slipped one of her moist fingers into her ass. Suddenly the silence was broken, as Carla slowly turned her head toward the door... 

"I hope you're big cock is as hard as it was yesterday." Carla's eyes were ablaze. "I think it's time for me to try something completely new..." 

Carla Ch. 02



This starts out a bit slow, but picks up speed. I'd recommend reading the first installment on Carla to gain some background I omitted in this story. Enjoy, please comment (be polite, be constructive!).



I know I must have had a dumbfounded look on my face when Carla handed me those soaking wet panties. The only thing I recall, even after thinking about it days later, was her telling me not to lose them. Here it is a couple of days later and I still get a hard on thinking about that day and those panties. I've got them safely tucked away in a plastic bag, in the bottom of my backpack. Whenever the urge hits me I put 'em in my pocket and to the bathroom here at work. Her scent, the smell of her pussy sharpens the events of that day.

Carla doesn't work regular hours or days. She's on a 'team', one of five that work a rotating schedule that shifts from day and evening hours. Every few days the teams have to pull a midnight shift with just half the 'team' covering the duties, as there is little operational work during that timeframe. I hadn't seen Carla for a couple of days, and was surprised at the mixed feelings about that. On one hand, I wanted to see where all this would go, and on the other I was scared shitless of us getting caught out and her deciding to cover her ass by saying I forced her into it. The company was really hammering down on sexual harassment in the workplace, even going so far as to file criminal charges when warranted. I liked my job a lot, but, you know....a stiff dick...no conscience...little head thinking... This is extremely erotic and a new experience. 

I was going through a stack of interoffice memos when I ran across Carla's note; 'Working the late shift tonight. I need that item I asked you to work on. Thank you, C." I was both intrigued and disappointed, and starting to get hard thinking about seeing her again. Carla isn't a raving beauty, but exudes a sensuousness that says 'fuck me' whenever you see her walk or interact with others. I'd seen the look about her before, but just thought I was misreading what my brain was telling me. I've never been good with taking hints and usually shied away from any situation that left any doubt. Carla is tall redhead, with great legs (she wears skirts and dresses most of the time) that lead up to a nice looking ass. She's got a smallish bust and is more than happy to show off what's there, leaning over and 'accidentally' giving whomever a glimpse down her blouse. After a baby or two, she has done a great job getting back and keeping in shape. And, as I found out, she doesn't shave her sparse strawberry blonde bush. 

Her downside...she comes across as none too bright. After my time with her last week I've come to the conclusion that's an act with her. Anybody that is as blatant in her behavior as she is can't be dumb. She knows what she's doing and what she wants, that's for damn sure.

After reading Carla's note I quickly worked through the items that needed attention and pushing aside the rest. It took a couple of hours to finish up, I then let my boss know I'd be taking off and returning in the evening. I had this arrangement set up to allow me access to the department's computer after normal working hours. You should remember, this was back in the day when most places were lucky to have at least one computer in a department! I was working on finalizing some training manuals, and the computer beat the hell out of pounding away on a typewriter.

I came back into work after dinner, and tried (not really) to get some work accomplished, and ended up wasting. The anticipation of what might happen in a few hours was keeping me distracted. I kept picturing Carla sitting on the desk in her white skirt, legs spread, and showing me how wet and excited her pussy was. I grabbed her panties out of my backpack with the idea of adding a fresh load to them before I reluctantly gave them back to her. Thankfully the office area was pretty much deserted this time of the evening. The bulge in my pants would have been a bit hard to explain, but something I was soon going to take care of...

I didn't make it to the bathroom before I broke down and opened the baggie with Carla's used panties in them. They weren't just used, I vividly recall watching her push her fingers between her cunt lips to snag and slowly pull them out. The lavender was a deeper hue because the silky material had become saturated with her juices, her plump outer lips swelling with her continued arousal.  I pushed the door open and headed to a stall, undoing my trousers even before the door closed. My dick was rock hard and aching to be touched, squeezed and stroked. The aroma coming from Carla's panties caused my blood to race, bringing my dick to a hardness I had the night she gave them to me. The back of my hand brushed past the spot of pre-cum that had started to soak through my boxers. My cock felt hot, welcoming the caress of my fingers along the tip, spreading the pre-cum around the head. I was shaking with excitement and desire as I ripped the panties from the bag, bringing them to my nose to bury my face in them. At this level of excitement I wasn't going to last very long, but I knew jerking off would ensure a lasting performance for later...if things progressed the way I hoped/wanted.

One of the last things Carla said that night was to jerk off in her panties and that's just what I intended right now. The panties were quickly wrapped around my length; despite the mix of dried fluids on them, they still felt wonderful against the stretched skin of my dick. The sensitivity of the head was almost too much as I rubbed the silky material through the liquid seeming to flow from the tip. I love jerking off almost as much as I do fucking...almost. The mixture of sensations coming from my cock as I stroked faster proved me right – I wasn't going to last long. My balls tightened up as I felt the first pulse of cum boil up, shooting into the panties. The climax made the head of my cock super sensitive, causing me to double over as the second, then the third jet added to the cream gathering in the silkiness, beginning to seep through the material and onto the toilet I hunched over. 

I reached down for the baggie where it had fallen, smiling as I panted, recovering from the intensity of that orgasm, almost laughing aloud at just how quickly I'd reached the point of no return! Well, she asked to have 'em back with a load in em, I thought as I put the panties back into it. I cleaned up my hands and got myself back together. Maybe now I'll be able to focus on some work for a while.

 Surprisingly I was able to get some work accomplished; guess a good jack off session is all that's needed to get the mind focused. I remained oblivious to anything outside the flow of words and paragraphs, diagrams and procedures of the manual. 

'I'm sorry to interrupt, Bob. You've been jabbing away at that keyboard so intently I waited as long as I could before saying anything.' I damn near jumped out of my skin hearing a voice in the room with me. I jerked up at the sound of Carla's voice and turned toward the door. There she stood just inside the room, holding the door in her right hand. 'I've got to get back downstairs, but I really needed to get my panties back from you' she said as she quietly closed the door. 

She turned back toward me, 'As you can see, I forgot to put anything on under my skirt, and it turned out to be a little cooler than I thought it'd be.' She slowly lifted her skirt, a smile creeping onto her face as she watched my reaction. There she stood, both hands holding her skirt just high enough for me to see what she said was true – she was wearing self-supporting beige stockings and nothing else below the waist. Carla had a beautiful cunt; wisps of strawberry blond hair, like a downy fur covered her protruding outer lips. With her legs slightly apart one can't help but notice her arousal; her lips looked wet and her prominent hooded clit was poking out like a miniature erection. "Uh, Bob, up here!' she said with a small laugh in her voice.

'Sorry, Carla, er, I didn't hear you and, uh, you have to admit you've made a helluva entrance just now.' I cleared my throat a couple of times as I continued to stare at her. She released her skirt and it fell to its natural pleats and began walking around to my side of the desk, the only thing separating us until then. I reached down away from her to fetch the baggie holding her panties, 'I don't know how much you will want to wear these, girl. I couldn't resist the feel of them earlier, and, you know, uh...'

'Let me judge their wearability, Bob', she laughed as she reached for them. I was hoping you'd found some way to be here tonight. I know my husband was surprised when I sucked him off just before I left to come to work.' Mr. Happy was more than letting me know he was up for some playtime! I've always loved a woman who talks about her sex life; the more detailed, the more I enjoy it. 'Oh, my, these are soaked!' Carla pulled the panties out of the bag, 'You're not kidding, Bob. You must have really had a good time with these.  Mmmmmmmmmmm, I like the feel of this, love. Even with a chill to it, cum feels good.' I watched her lift the panties to her face, 'The smell! God I love the smell of cum! The feel of it.' Carla started to rub the panties around her nose and mouth. I reached to my crotch and adjusted my raging hard on, squeezing it hard, sending a jolt of pleasure up my spine to explode in the skull. 

'Damn, woman, you are the hottest thing I've been around in some time!'

'I know. And we've just started to have fun! But I need to get back downstairs and report for work.' Carla straightened the panties and leaned over, lifting her leg to put them on! Oooo, these are cold! Does this make you just hard as a rock, Bob? I'm going to wear these until you take them off me later on tonight." I watched her slide them up her legs, a slimy trail following them up as she straightened, hiking her skirt up to keep it clear. 'Shit! That feels weird!' She smoothed the panties as best she could over her mound and ass, running her palms and fingers along her ass, 'ooooo, even being cold, doing this makes me hot, love. The feel of your cum covering my ass and pussy. I feel some of it drying on my legs. I wonder if anyone will be able to smell me?!?' Carla smoothed down her skirt. I could see drying cum on her cheeks and around her lips. 

'Uh, Carla, are you going to wash that off?'

'No, I don't think so,' she said, leaning in close. Her breath smelled of cum. There was a shine to her eyes, a look of pure lust and sexuality. I placed my hand on the back of her neck, bringing her lips to mine. Her mouth attacked mine, her tongue battling with mine. While faint, I could still taste the remnant of her husband's cum on her tongue and in her mouth. This just spurred me on more. I wanted to fuck this woman, right then.

Carla put her hands on my face and pulled away just far enough to look into my eyes. 'Feel how wonderful these feel against my cunt, lover,' she whispered, moving back for another kiss. Her tongue invaded my mouth as I reached up under her skirt. I could feel the dried cum on the inside of her left knee and thigh. My hand came in contact with the cool clammy panties covering her pussy. I was surprised at how quickly they seem to be warming up. Rubbing back and forth, between her pussy and pushing the material into the crack of her ass, I put pressure on her back hole, increasing the pressure against her cunt. 

'Later, Bob, later.' She stood up and turned to the door. 'Are you going to be here for another couple of hours? Carla opened the door and stepped out, 'I hope so.'

'I haven't been fucked in days.'

Carla left the door open, and I watched as she walked down the hall and out. My dick had been leaking like a sieve throughout all this and my boxers were soaked. Thank goodness for dark pants.

Continued....



Carla Ch. 02



This is a grown up story for grown up people. If you're under 18 please don't read this. If you don't like to read stories about transsexual people, please don't read on. I have spent some time writing this story so please do not reproduce this in part or whole without my permission. I am happy to give permission if asked nicely. Please let me know what you think of it, as all comments are welcome. 


As we walked to her bedroom, she paused, turned and said "Actually - give me a few minutes, I'll call you when I am ready."

And swinging around, her cock swaying through her dressing gown folds, she walked into the bedroom and closed the door. I was left alone with my thoughts. I have to say I had some real trepidation - I'd had a bit of anal sex before but wasn't that experienced and it was different this time - I worried I would hurt her, but I guess more so, I was more worried I would disappoint her. Left in this unusual situation, my mind swirling with thoughts, but on edge due to the alternative sexual prospects - and I'd always lived on the kinky side of life - I entered a bit of fugue state, thinking about what had happened and what might, but slightly abstract in nature, and lost track of time.

Some time later - but I've not idea how long - she called me "baby, come in now," a sexy and excited lilt in her voice. I snapped out of my reverie and walked to the door.

Opening it, I saw her. My mouth dried, and my throat tightened in raw lust. I gulped to break it. She was lying on the bed stretched out. Her legs were clad in fishnet stockings, her feet in black shiny high heels, one leg slightly raised and slightly cocked to one side, with the foot by her knee and the other out straight. She was wearing a lace black teddy, accentuating her full and heaving breasts and, beautifully, her cock was erect, standing high and proud through a hole in the crotch. Her hair was spread over the bed above her, and one arm stretched out above her, causing her chest to arch and pushing her pert breasts up and out. I later learnt that she loved lingerie and enjoyed dressing up in many enchanting ways, I loved that - for me there is nothing like a womanly woman, dressed to maximize the impact of her shapely body and, as she always managed, to maximize the impact of her sexy, long strong cock, in a beautiful juxtapose to the rest of her.

She blew me a kiss "come over her lover." I was speechless, muttering a strangled wow and walked quickly over to her.

I bent over and kissed her on the lips. Quite chastely I think, given how powerfully lustful I was feeling. She trailed a hand down her stomach and stroked her cock. "Suck me, oh please suck me baby" she moaned.

I moved down her body, and licked the tip - a bulbous mushroom of a tip - and then opened my mouth and took it inside me. She moaned and jacked her cock a little into my mouth. I slid down it as far as I could - nowhere near far enough - and then back. I found I loved the sensation, the sheer intensity of having something so strong yet delicate in my mouth. It felt like I held all of her sensuality inside my mouth. I began to bob up and down, pausing to look into her eyes and show my enjoyment.

Briefly she began to let herself go, then she paused, "enough, you are going to fuck me, we need to change the dynamic" and started to pull her cock from my mouth. She obviously liked being there, because part way out she pushed back in, deeper than before, groaned as she held it there deep in my warm hole, and then pulled out completely with a resounding pop.

"I want you to lick me where your cock will soon be. Make me ready" and with that she lifted both her fishnetted legs up, exposing that delicate place between her legs, and her cock, slick with my saliva, fell back onto her stomach.

I climbed onto the bed and crouching down between her legs, began to lick them, moving down to the insides of her thighs, licking them in long and smooth passes, my hands stroking along the outsides of her legs. As I moved towards her crotch, my tongue teased near her hole, which was protected by the material of her teddy. I slid a hand down and pulled it to one side, and I could see her ass. I looked sensitive and inviting. And clean, which I did passingly think about. Cautiously I began to lick around it and hearing her moan encouragingly, I touched the centre of it with my tongue, trying to recreate the sensations she had given me. I licked it hard, and then pushed my tongue into it. It tasted okay, and hey, she'd done this to me and it had given me such pleasure, how could I not.

I began alternating between strong broad licks and rigid tongue intrusions and she liked it. Her hand began to stroke my head, then hold it and then push down hard, breaking my rhythm and forcing my tongue deeper into her. I began to flex my tongue whilst I was inside her, and she seemed to like this too. She began to relax and move her body with my tongue, and her grip softened. I took the chance, after a few deep pushes and flares of my tongue, to pull back and licked up to her balls, sucking them gently and then slipped up her cock to the top, and took it in my mouth. She moaned again then took my head in both hands, pulled me down deep, groaning as my mouth spasmed around it, then off her cock again.

" Nice baby, but No! Focus on my ass for now."

I moved back down and began licking around it, teasing her, as my tongue occasionally glanced over the entrance to her hole and then in one sudden movement I pushed it in as deep as it could go. My mouth jammed open, I stretched as deep as I could and flexed as hard as I could for some time, with her body undulating on my tongue, until I began to feel the strain in my mouth and tongue muscles. I drew back and rose to kneeling, planting a kiss firmly on her now pulsing asshole, and slowly stroked her hard cock.

"Was that okay?"

"Oh yes baby, you just need a bit more stamina. Let me suck you - I want your cock as hard as it can be before it's inside me."

Frankly I'm not sure my cock could have been any harder, but hey she was going to suck me. She pushed me onto my back and adopted a position I would get very used to, but normally the other way around. She went into a 69 position, but made sure her ass was at my mouth as she bent down over me and began to suck my cock. Later, when I experienced this the other way around I would realize how intense this was as the sucker - particularly as it maximized the length I could take into my mouth, and my vulnerability as it positioned her hips perfectly to thrust into my mouth, and my head to be controlled by her hands. But thats later......

As her ass pushed hungrily against my mouth I was shocked at how quickly she deep throated me and how deep and long she could hold me in her mouth. It was one of those times where your cock isn't your own, its so hard and so much blood is coursing through it, its like someone else owns it and its under their control, slightly separate from your body, the tip a pulsing sentinel drifting above your own sense of self. I was getting more and more swollen and my head was loving being deep inside her in this warm, moist but tight and enticing place.

After a while, as I nearly came, she pulled back. I'd done a pretty poor job on her ass as I'd been totally absorbed by her sucking me. She sat back on my face and I thrust my tongue up, my cock alone and twitchingly erect, feeling the cold air on it as her saliva evaporated from it.

She rocked her ass back and forth on my face a few times, driving my tongue in and out of it, and then rose into standing, her heels pushing deep dents into the fabric of the bed. She turned around, still standing astride me and stroked her long rigid cock above my face.

Her cock was a thing of beauty. So strong and vital, perfectly sculpted and emitting such power and sexual energy. It was perfect, and so immensely sexy when attached to such a curvaceous feminine form. It had a slight kink upwards towards the tip, a beautiful curve that would cause my prostrate much intense pleasure when I let her inside me later. Now, her hips were slightly cocked to the side - a very feminine stance - and swayed to her stroking she licked her other hand and put it onto her ass and, after releasing a catch in the base of her teddy, lubricating herself.

She began to bend from her knees, her bottom descending until her asshole was just above my cock, and I felt her brushing the tip of my cock with her flesh, which strained upwards.

"Remember baby, next time this happens, you will have to be as good as me at taking cock. There is one firm rule in life - if you are good at taking a cock, you are good at giving it too. See how good I am at taking your hard cock into me now."

She flicked her hair back, let go of her cock so that she could balance properly and then took my cock, in one smooth descent all the way into her, right to my balls. She groaned a deep satisfied animal sound.

I almost came instantly. It was so tight and imperative, the sheath her ass made around me. She knowingly paused, biting her lip slightly. Rather than move, she held still and began to tighten her ass around me, rippling along the length and then in fast pulses. I was breathless, straining away through my cock, but trying not to come.

We held still and her internal movement subsided. I began to regain some control and as I did, she began to move up and down along my length, her hard cock swaying out in front of her, and her breasts bouncing gently inside her teddy. It was hot, even if my cock hadn't been deep inside her.

She began to twist her hips in a circular but irregular fashion as she moved up and down, her cock moving tantalizingly towards me, then away. then she paused and dropped so she was on her knees, pushing my cock deep into her as she leant forward and put her hot smooth tanned skin and breasts against my body, and leaned over to kiss me. Rocking back and forth on my cock gently, her tongue found my mouth and swirled around in time with her motion, her hair enveloping and enclosing my face, filling my nostrils with her soft perfume and scents. Her hard cock was sandwiched between our bodies and I could feel the friction as it moved softly back and forth with her.

It felt so intimate, so sensitive, and her gentle sounds of pleasure increased this feeling and I began to gently fall into the intensity of the experience, my hips beginning to move with her, accentuating the length and depth of each self propelled thrust onto my cock.

We stayed locked like this, writhing together for some time until she broke the embrace and sat back up, and began stroking her cock as she rode me upright. She looked magnificent and I reached out with both my hands, one to her breasts and the other to her cock, which I began to stroke. Her hands freed, she reached one behind her and began to scratch my balls, and the other wrapped around my hand and dictated the pace on her cock. Again the pressure began to build in my cock, and sensing this she pivoted forward off my cock and fed her cock into my mouth. Caught off guard, I opened and sucked but it was a bit frightening - my arms were trapped beneath her legs and my head had nowhere to go - and as her cock thrust deeper into my helpless mouth I could feel panic beginning to rise in me. I pushed back and did my best to protest and she laughed and pulled back

"Sorry baby, I forgot the plot and got a bit carried away, but your mouth is so hot and you are so sexy. Tell you what, lets change position - I want you to fuck me first on the bed and then from behind. Hard."

She lay alongside me with her back to me. Her ass pushed back against my hard cock as my arms moved around her to hold her tightly to me, grasping her left breast in one hand and trailing over her smooth, gently rounded stomach with the other. She reached back and grasped my cock and positioned it at her asshole and I pushed forward instantly, eliciting a slight gasp as I entered her and filled her ass with my length.

I began to thrust gently, building my confidence to push harder and more firmly into her. She turned her head upwards and twisted so she could kiss me. It was a stretch, but our mouths met and as my cock pushed in and felt the delicate embrace of her ass unfolding we kissed passionately. As this increased the intensity of our passion, and I was about to begin to fuck her more strongly, she shifted her legs, bending them and bringing her knees up, her feet finding purchase on my knees. All of a sudden she was pivoting off this position to fuck me, hard, my cock being fucked back and forth to almost its whole length by the frenzy of her movement. This took too much effort to kiss and her head feel away. Wow! It was weird, because I was totally out of control, and this delayed the intensity of the experience making me come - it took me a while to process the whole experience - I mean I had no idea! She did this for a while, then paused - 

..."baby, I love your cock inside - its soooooo hard but I hope you aren't thinking too hard about how you could do this to me are you?"....

She seemed to know my mind. I almost came with that thought, and she slowed down, catching her breath, and I could feel the sweat on her smooth tanned skin coating my arms. Pulled off my cock, which fell disappointedly to the bed, she got to her hands and knees and turned to me

"Right baby, fuck me, fuck me from me behind, and fuck me hard. Harder than you dare."

And she scooted to the edge of the bed and hung her perfect ass off the edge of it. I climbed off and stood behind her, nervous as I was finally 'in-charge' and positioned my cock at her entrance, and began to gently fuck her, pushing in a bit then pulling out, teasing her slightly. I wasn't in control for long - she began riding me, pushing back and taking my cock into her and riding me hard. Once I got over the initial shock I began thrusting to meet her and I could hear us slapping our flesh together.

'Harder' she moaned and began to move less, and I began to go as hard as I could, leveraging off the side of the bed. My passion began to take over and all of a sudden I knew that was it, and I exploded inside her.

I stopped, panting, legs shaking and bent over her to recover, my cock still inside her, but the feeling was too intense and I had to pull out. She turned around, stroked her hand down my chest pouting:

"Baby that was selfish - but I'll take it as a compliment - and I didn't get to show you all I can do. But you need to take care of me - my ass still needs some love, will you lick me down there, please?"

She looked at me coquettishly and without waiting for a response lay back on the bed and pulled her legs up and apart. Her hole was exposed and looked really sexy, and even though I knew my come was inside, I bent down and began to lap hungrily at her hole, beginning to taste myself and my come, which was surprisingly exciting and not unpleasant. She was stroking her cock fast and moaning and I began to feel her tense, and breathlessly she whispered:

"I am about to come. taste it baby, taste it."

I needed little invitation and took her cock head in my mouth as her hand pounded up and down her long shaft and it wasn't long before I got my second mouthful of come. Remembering the last time, I tried - with some difficultly - to keep her come in my mouth and when she had finished I moved up and began to kiss her letting the come flow from my mouth into hers. It was weird but really hot, and quite intimate as she wrapped her arms and legs around me and held me tight, rolling the come back and forth between our tongues.

The next I remember is awakening, lying next to her on the bed having drifted off to sleep. She was lying propped up on one arm and was trailing her fingers and nails on my chest idly. When she saw I was awake, she smiled at me so warmly and leant in and kissed my lips, purring

" How was that baby? Do you think you can match it hmmm?" 

I smiled, " I think I am going to have fun finding out, but that was amazing. I've never been fucked like that".

"Well my love, that's what you get with me. the full package - a very full one" she said and giggled. We kissed again and lay there stroking each others bodies tenderly.

I left her a bit later as I was late for an appointment that morning, but with long lingering kisses and much rekindled desire. I was in my clothes kissing her, her tongue deep inside my mouth, and we were grinding our bodies (and really our cocks) against each other. Slowly her hand delved inside the back of my jeans and began to explore my ass. Her fingers found my hole and as they toyed with it she broke our kiss and moved her mouth to my ear. Her tongue entered my ear and my aural world was engulfed in hot sensuous warmth, wetness and tactile sensations. She pulled back slightly as and her finger pushed into me persistently she breathed into my ear:

"I hope next time I see you, you are ready for me to begin to show what pleasure I can give you here."

I shuddered and agreed, and slowly she withdrew from me. "Tonight, lover. 7 o'clock. Here" and then she kissed my lips.

I skipped out of the building feeling alive and every nerve ending was buzzing. That day went in a blur. I guess what was interesting was how different my body felt and what that made me do. I ate food, and if it was phallic (and I was in private) I imagined it like a cock in my mouth and my ass had awoken sexually in a powerful way. I was aware of it, and I began to experiment with my muscles down there as I sat in meetings or travelling. I noticed I held my body a little different and enjoyed thrusting my ass out a bit, and feeling its more exposed and vulnerable state turned me on.

What a day, what a night to come


Your votes and comments are gratefully received. No. 3 is on the way.



Carla Ch. 02



Carla was without doubt the most desirable woman I had ever seen. Yes, she had a beautiful face, and yes, her body type was my ideal. But I'm talking more about what triggers that overwhelming need to physically want another person... and here she was, naked, on her bed, on all fours, with her pussy and ass pointed toward my gaze, beckoning me. Me, the first man she had ever invited to touch her in places that until now had only ever felt the touch of another woman. 

"I'm wondering if your tongue feels as good as my girlfriend's does?" She invited me closer. 

As I made my way into her room I instinctively began taking off my clothes, just a tee shirt and shorts for this beautiful balmy Spanish day. As I reached the bed, I took a position kneeling behind her as she arched her lower back upwards so her pussy was right in my face. 

"I hope I don't smell too bad," she said. "I haven't showered yet."

"You smell so bad it's better than good," I said, just trying to contain the overwhelming need to come amidst the funky, musky aroma of her very wet pussy.

"Go on then, lick my cunt... eat me out and make me come..."

I don't know if it's true for everyone, or just for some. But it's as if I have two very different people that inhabit my body. There's the 'me' that goes about all that I do in my life, my work, the people I mix with. It's a civilized me, polite and good-natured, easygoing, almost shy. Then there is the 'me' that feels much more a part of the animal kingdom, something deep inside that cares little for manners and graces, that just wants to feel all consuming desire and lust, without any limits. I don't think I had ever met another who shared these same feelings, until now... I was beginning to sense that Carla might well be my equal.

I now placed both my hands on her well-rounded buttocks so my fingers were able to part her very hairy outer lips. Carla let out a deep soft moan as my tongue touched the warm wet pink inner folds of her pussy. At first it was a gentle licking, and very soon all around my mouth had become wet from her juices... her taste, her smell, the feeling of her wetness, the heat of her sex was so overpowering I was soon in complete sensory overload, and I began to plant my lips around her lips and let my tongue dive inside as deep as I could reach. I had the feeling that I might possibly be drowning, and if this was the end, I was ready to enter the next life. 

Carla's soft moans were now replaced by more of a steady growling, interjected with the odd word or two... " OOOHHH... Fuck that's so good... Yes, deeper... " 

I needed to catch my breath for just a second or two, and as I momentarily backed away I caught sight of the still wet and slippery cucumber that Carla had shoved deep inside her earlier. I picked it up and slowly began to insert it back into her pussy, until all that could be seen was the last few centimeters protruding out of her hairiness. Her hand had moved to her clit and began rhythmically rubbing. With her pussy now completely stuffed with what I guessed may have been part of today's salad, I began to run my tongue around the soft delicate skin that separates the pussy from the asshole. Sensing just where I was headed Carla said,

"No one has ever licked me there before... go on... do it... lick my ass." 

As my tongue began to play over her hairy asshole, Carla's level of excitement dramatically shifted into a higher gear, and she began to push back against my face, grinding harder, groaning deeper again, and just before the hammering spasms of her orgasm struck, her asshole dilated open and I was able to push all the way inside... I had once seen a vintage erotic lithograph where a nun was being ravaged by the devil. The devil had penetrated her virgin ass with his tongue and it had snaked it's way through her entire body and was emerging from the nun's open mouth as she screamed in some kind of ecstatic agony. It was just this image that came flashing into my mind as Carla's ass began rhythmically contracting... and as the waves subsided, I slowly withdrew the cucumber, as she let her body fall limp onto the bed, completely spent. 

My hand was now gently playing with all the wetness around her pussy and inner thighs... I was incredibly hard and under any other circumstance our lovemaking would be playing out differently. But knowing that this was Carla's first experience with someone of the opposite sex, I wanted her to guide just how far she wanted it go. Just at the point when I was going to take matters into my own hands, Carla reached around and took hold of my cock.

"You're incredibly stiff, and quite big too," she said smiling a little nervously. "This is going to be the second completely new thing I do today... I've never held a man's cock before. I might not be very good at knowing just what to do. You'll let me know if it's not good?" 

"You're doing just fine," I said, as she steadily pulled up and down along the shaft.

Now, she lowered her head to the tip and began to lick, like you would an ice cream.

"If you like you can put it in your mouth and move your head up and down the shaft." It did feel strange giving instructions on how to suck a cock to a forty-year-old woman. "But I should warn you that I haven't come in the past two weeks and it's likely there'll be a lot to swallow."

Rather than deterred by this warning, Carla seemed to gather confidence and soon she was taking my cock deep in her mouth as her head bobbed up and down. She had one hand around the base of my cock, and her other hand had cupped both of my balls, gently rubbing them in rhythm with her sucking. For someone's first time, Carla was truly amazing. My whole body tensed as I teetered on the edge, and then came that point when you tip over and there's no turning back... 

Carla sensed that something was about to happen, and with my cock deep inside her mouth, her eyes glanced upward looking straight into mine, almost questioning... There are times when you come, and semen spurts in short bursts, and others when at the beginning of the orgasm there is a continuous stream of come before the pumping starts. It was the latter that happened, and that first outpouring of cum must have streamed all the way down Carla's throat. Suddenly with a slight look of panic, she started to cough and gag, and as she pushed me back away and freed my cock, the second phase of spurts began, and half a dozen strong jets of cum went flying everywhere. Some flew over her head, some landed in her hair, but most ended up all over her face, despite her instinctive efforts to cover up.

"Oh my God," Carla finally said between coughs and splutters, as she tried to wipe all my sticky mess off. "I was not expecting that. I think I will need to practice more before I get it right... sorry."

"You've got nothing to be sorry about," I said, placing both my hands on her cheeks, and bending down to kiss her spermy lips. "You were brilliant! The fact that I came so hard, and so much, is testament to what a great job you did. You're a natural."

Carla smiled. "I think I might go and shower. I'm a bit of a mess... I taste and smell of your cum, and your lips taste of my cunt, so you'd better join me too."

After we had showered Carla prepared a beautiful salad for lunch, and we sat and talked for almost an hour as the day slowly drifted by. 

"When I was fourteen, I had gone on a holiday with my Aunt and Uncle to the countryside a few hours drive from Hamburg where we lived, where I still live." Carla paused and looked at me. I could sense that what she was telling me wasn't easy to talk about. 

"The place we stayed was a small farm, and my Uncle had offered to look after the few animals there for a fortnight while the owners were away having a holiday in another part of Germany. We'd been there a few days and it wasn't all that interesting for young teenager, but my Aunt and Uncle had a son, my cousin, a bit older than me, seventeen, so there was at least someone to talk to. I was quite well developed even then, and well, he came into my room late one night and tried to come on to me. He was quite strong, but luckily my Aunt heard me yelling at him to stop. I remember we left there the next day, and no one talked on the way back in the car. Somehow I was made to feel guilty for what had happened, as if I somehow led him on, which I didn't."

I asked, "Do you think that incident had something to do with preferring woman to men?"

"I have wondered sometimes, but no, I don't think so." Carla paused, choosing her words carefully. "This thing with you before, like I said, is something I've never done before, at least with a man. I don't want to lead you on, but if I think about it, it's against everything I've always felt. But to be honest, I really like you, and I want to get to know more about you. I am very attracted in many unexpected ways... so for now, I'm not going to think, I'll just do what I feel. Is that OK for you?"

"Carla, I'm also very attracted to you, and I'm honoured that I have been your first... " 

Before I could continue, Carla's phone rang. I couldn't understand the conversation as it was in German, but I could sense she was both relieved and excited. When she finally hung up, she turned to me.

"That was my girlfriend, Helen. She's arriving tomorrow morning... I'm sure you'll like her, for many reasons, I'm sure..."



Carla Ch. 03



So, I reflected, I had quite a day ahead of me. Initially excitement coursed through me as I contemplated the evening to come, and the scope to explore the new extensions to my sexuality. I vividly recalled some moments of the time I had already spent with Carla, particularly it seemed, when I felt truly submissive to her, and they felt so exciting to reflect on.

However this excitement was increasingly tinged with concern. I'd seen how easily and expertly she could take my cock, and I knew I was expected to do that with her larger cock. I didn't know how I'd do that and I thought it would hurt. The erotic charge that had carried me through all of yesterday evening and this morning had somewhat dissipated without her there and this meant as the day wore on I got more and more nervous. 

Occasionally I wondered what this meant about my sexuality. I recalled her comments about sexuality being on a spectrum and how men are wired for anal pleasure, and to be honest decided to put this on 'pause'. I figured I was going to explore something that turned me on, and I could deal with the philosophical consequences of that later. Nobody but Carla needed to know about it and I thought if it didn't work I could put the genie back in the bottle, or at least find a women who could understand what had happened.

Walking around, it wasn't like I suddenly found men attractive - although I did find myself contemplating the size of men's packages in a more active way, but I figured, the cock was interesting to me, but not the form - men were not arousing me but were a way to experience some of the feelings I had found with Carla, nothing more.

I got home with some time to spare, and thought the best way to deal with my fears was to do some research, so I booted up the porn machine and googled shemales. I found some video on demand sites and began to watch them. I was focusing on how to suck and be fucked, as I was pretty sure that was what was in store for me. There was so much out there! Awesome. 

I guess I drew a few conclusions. Shemales in the videos acted like women in porn - they were vocal, sexy and looked like they enjoyed it and could take cocks like the women in porn could, but also they imbued their cocks and their fucking with what I can only describe as a female sensuality. The men were different - they didn't suck that well, didn't convey the passion and were much less good at giving and taking cocks and looking like they enjoyed it properly.

I found myself wanting to be like the shemales - able to suck cock erotically, like it was a delicious treat and get off on doing it, and take cocks easily inside them from any angle and vocally get off on it. I had a feeling that is what Carla wanted from me too.

Indeed, later in our relationship, Carla and I would watch porn of any nature (straight, shemale or gay) and she would get us to act out the scene with her the top, regardless of how we physically matched the coupling. We would match the positions, the noises and the intensity of the scene. This made watching new porn doubly exciting as not only did we see new erotic footage, but I got to see how I would have to take her cock and enjoy it in the very near future, which made me incredibly horny. It also ensured come-play was a major part of our love making, which I think Carla loved as it was an expression of dominance over me.

Later that evening when I was explaining my porn observations to Carla, she laughed, and after ticking me off for watching porn without her, she kissed me and looked into my eyes and told me

"You will need to learn to give yourself to me. Only when you do that will you be able to do those things you want to do. Its hard to explain what I mean by that - but you will experience some moments when you have that choice - take the risk and you will be richly rewarded."

With that she rose and indicated for me to rise too. We stood face to face, and her arms encircled me. She pulled me towards her and opened my mouth with a deep kiss. I let her dictate the kiss, and swooned slightly in her arms, grasping her around the waist and pulling her hips towards me. Our hard cocks ground together through our clothing, and her hands descended to my buttocks pushing me into her, as I lifted mine and hooked them around the top of her shoulders. Her right hand slipped inside my jeans, and began to grasp the flesh of my buttock and her index finger was rubbing roughly on my ass. I moaned and moved to give her better access, trying to move a hand between us and stroke her cock. It was difficult and I rubbed ineffectively at her cock through her short denim dress whilst she held me pinioned between her tongue and her finger. 

I could have stayed like that forever, but after a while she stepped back. "Strip baby," she commanded. I complied and ripped off my clothes with the speed of the horny, and turned back towards her to see she was still clothed. 

When she had my attention she began to play with her short denim dress, and slowly lowered it over her hips. She was wearing sheer black tights beneath it, and i could she a bulge in her panties pushed out to the side, held close by the tights. The skirt dropped to the floor and she shuffled out of it, and then began to unbutton her blouse. Shortly she was standing before me with her body fully exposed - her heavy breasts curving alluringly against her slim and curvaceous body - except for the tights. 

She began to rub her cock through the tights, accentuating its length as she did so, and then reached in and pulled her black panties to one side, letting her cock spring free into the tight embrace of the nylon. 

I shuddered - this was hot. She beckoned to me, and I came over and knelt at her feet as she had indicated, and she let me begin to suck her through the nylon. It was hard to get the cock in my mouth as it was held so tightly to her body, so I concentrated on using my mouth across her width enjoying the sensation and smell of the nylon in my mouth and nose. She took control and began to slide her cock across my face, letting me feel the strength and power of her erection through the delicate material. Then she lifted a leg and wrapped it around my neck and back, pulling me tightly into an embrace, my face and mouth pressed into her cock and she ground against my face tightly. The only sensations were that of the nylon and her hard cock sliding over my face, and it was hard to breathe and nearly overwhelming sensuously and breathing-wise, the aroma of the nylon, and her sweet body scents, mingling and infusing my being.

Then she pulled her leg from around me, and stood back on it. I instinctively leant forward, but she pulled her crotch away from me, and reached down with both hands, and began to tear the material in front of me, pulling out a hole that let her cock spring out, almost hitting my face. 

"Suck me." 

As she pushed her crotch forward, I grasped her cock with one hand and put my mouth over her head and began to suck, trying hard to take it like some of the shemales I had seen in the porn videos. 

I made a point of taking the first few easily manageable inches into my mouth, and savoring that small but very sensitive part of her cock like a delicacy, sliding it in and out of mouth slowly, whilst holding my mouth tightly around it. There wasn't any pretence, I was really turned on by this. 

I began to stroke the lower length of her cock whilst holding the first few inches in my mouth, pausing occasionally to look up into her eyes with big open eyes that expressed how excited I was. She was smiling and enjoying it, and began to rotate her hips pushing her cock deeper into me, and thinking "go for it" I started to take her deeper, and gagged before I hit my hand, but not in an uncontrollable way. I pulled back slightly and tried again, and this time she thrust just at the right time, ploughing past my gag reflex and into me. I spluttered and pulled back coughing but, I noticed, with my hand still attached to her cock and stroking.

"Come on baby, you can take it. Just keep trying."

What followed would have been torture except for my determination not to disappoint her and the erotic thrill I got from the slightly rough treatment, as she repeatedly thrust herself into my mouth and throat and I tried to accommodate her. Eventually I found, with some discomfort, but a great sense of accomplishment that I could hold her inside my throat for a short while before I had to withdraw, with her cock slipping out of me for what seemed like forever. Strangely, given how uncomfortable this was, and the gagging involved, I did feel horny and my cock was rock solid. I guess this was because I was beginning to be able to cope with her large cock in a way I associated with a different and exciting sexuality. 

In time I would become very good at taking her cock all the way down to its base - no small feat - and I would experience the strange space you can enter after serious face fucking where you are deprived of oxygen, your eyes are streaming with tears, and you are gagging heavily, but as her cock is withdrawn, all you have is tunnel vision, and all you want is that cock back inside your mouth as it has defined the reality that you have been reduced to. That is something else, and something only a true submissive can enjoy. Right now, however, sensing she had tested to my immediate limits, she leant down and kissed me heavily whilst stroking my face intimately, and then straightened up, giving me access to her cock and allowing me to enjoy its taste and feel in my mouth without her thrusting. I sucked it tenderly, taking the head into my mouth in deep moist kisses, my lips moving smoothly around and across her swollen head. 

"Lets go through to the bedroom. I've got a treat for you through there"

I followed her, watching her ass sway from side to side in a hypnotic pendulum, the weight rising and falling in each tight buttock within the tight confines of her tights. When we got there, she lit up what turned out to be a joint and inhaled deeply.

"This will help you relax and make it so much more intense. Trust me - it will help you" 

With that she leant forward and exhaled into my mouth following with a deep kiss into my mouth. I'd never had anyone do this to me and it was a strangely submissive experience receiving smoke this way. Quickly my head began to spin. This was how she let me 'smoke' it, all fed to me through her lungs, with my head between her legs sucking her rigid cock in between each dose and passionate kiss that she gave me. When she decided I had had enough, she pushed me onto my hands and knees and slid out from underneath me and moved around to behind me. 

She pushed my legs wider apart and knelt in between them, her body close to mine. She leant forward and leaning along my back she got her lips to my ear and kissed me, her tongue penetrating inside, warm and wet. I could feel her hard cock sliding along the crack of my ass, and her heavy balls pressing against me. Her cock was so strong and rigid, and so hot. It seared its presence onto my ass as she dry humped me. 

I felt so vulnerable, and this wasn't helped when she got her cock head against my asshole, and very gently pressed against me. I stiffened in alarm, and she whispered in my ear

"Don't worry baby, I'm not going in yet. But I want you to feel my hot meat against you. Relax and let it tease your hole a bit."

I did as she asked, and it was divine. Nothing too intrusive, but she was large and insistent, and it let my ass get used to the sensitive demands of her cock. Smoothly she pulled back as I moaned and her head slid down to my ass. 

She began to kiss and tease my hole. It was tender and intimate, and I felt so exposed and vulnerable with my ass pointed skywards and open to her. She began to french kiss my ass, her tongue rolling voluptuously around and inside me. I pushed back moaning softly as I maximized her tongues purchase into my hole. 

She delved her tongue as deep as she could and it was an unusual sensation at first, but as she continued I began to appreciate her attention and how it made me feel. My ass was becoming sexually aware - I could experience pleasure in this tender and exotic way, with no discomfort or fear, and I began to respond to each curl and thrust of her tongue in a deep and satisfying way, the moisture from her mouth slowly evaporating from around my ass in a delightful and tingle inducing way. With one large kiss and deep thrust she detached herself from my hole and replaced her tongue with her fingers.

"Now, I know you enjoyed that my little ass puppet. I am going to show you something else all together"

She had toyed with my ass before, but this time she had real intent. We both knew our roles in this, and there was no disguise. The weed had worked on me, and I don't really recall a lot of what happened. I know that my ass was slick with lubricant, and I know I had pleaded with her repeatedly to put more fingers inside me, and that she had rotated them firmly as they plunged inside of me and back out, finally saying, with a slight chuckle at my desperate need, "they are all in baby." 

I know that at one point she grabbed my arm and pulled my hand back to my ass, and lovingly inserted one, then two of my fingers inside me and, whilst stroking my arm, she encouraged me to pleasure myself. I was so into it, I willingly did so, and then she began to plunge her fingers into me alongside mine.

I know that at some point I lost any sense of conscious control, and began to buck and writhe in ecstasy with her repeated slick intrusions and eventually I orgasmed, deeply and prolonged in nature and collapsed forward onto the bed.

She lay alongside me, and stroked my back and side, gently muttering into my ears. I was wired - that was the best orgasm I had ever had. I slowly turned to face her and began to tenderly kiss her on the face and lips. She responded and soon we were in a prolonged passionate embrace, our bodies entwined, and I could feel my horniness increasing. I began to make sure that she lay inside my legs and then began to open them and raise them up her body, until her cock was firmly positioned at my asshole and rubbing against me. 

The lubricant all over my ass made her cock slide into me easily to the point where I had to relax for her to get in any further. She took it easy, not forcing me and began to just enter me, back and forth, to that point with short gentle thrusts. I got impatient and began to ride my ass back against her thrusts and very quickly had to take a sharp intake of breath as she plowed into me. 

My insides felt wrong - like someone had rearranged them - and she stopped, only a few inches into me, and I breathed until I had gotten used to her. She kissed me, and told me: 

"Take it easy my love - there will be plenty of time for you to be the cockslut you want to be," laughing gently "just let me do my thing, and you focus on relaxing and accepting me."

Calling me a cockslut had sent an erotic burst of shame through my mind, but it could only momentarily distract me from the rather imperative cock sitting inside me. Carla began to gently move, pushing in different directions, and not too far or hard stretching me out kindly. I counted each inch that moved inside me a victory - I was tense and I could feel the discomfort but also the strange intense pleasure that came from this hard, pulsing piece of meat entering inside of me. 

Soon her cock had penetrated what felt a very long way inside me, and I could begin to feel the thicker end of her base pushing against my asshole. Over time I learnt to love this moment, when her whole length was inside me, rigid and shaping my body around itself, the thickest part of her girth stretching my hole. I always felt so completely penetrated, but also so connected to her. I loved watching this final part of her entry into me in the mirrors we had in our bedroom, or occasionally when we filmed our love making.

She grunted and began to gently rock inside me, her cock staying largely within my ass, only an inch or so moving. I groaned back. I was so turned on that this beautiful goddess could find pleasure with me, and I wanted her to be turned on by the pleasure she was giving to me, so I groaned, and I moaned, I whimpered. I let my body, and how it felt with each thrust of her cock into me, dictate what noise and what volume it was. 

Her thrusts became longer and harder - almost too much at first - and her hips made sure that she entered me in every direction and angle. Then she cried out "god baby, you are so tight, so tight - I don't think I can last much longer."

I was beyond thought, and could only rut and fuck, squeezing her tight in my arms and legs until I felt her stiffen and then her cock pumped her cum deep inside me, her shaft burying itself as far as it could go into me. I felt the rictus three or four times as each load was pumped deep inside me, and then she relaxed on top of me, but with her cock still deep inside me. And still very much hard.

"Yes baby, I don't lose wood from coming. Hmmmmm, you like that don't you?"

She murmured this as she began a different, lazy tempo, pushing her cock so slowly into and out of me. It felt sordid as her cum had lubricated me further, and at the end of each penetration she curled her hips up, getting an extra depth from the movement. Her cock was positioned against my prostate and I was lost. I had felt it when she had been fucking me before, but it was occasional stabs that had sent sparks through me. This was deliberate, constant prostate attention, and within a few minutes I was giving myself to her as she had indicated I should - rigidly clinging to her body as her cock ruled every sensation inside me and moaning and crying out I came. It was overwhelming, and I felt incredibly emotional. I'd never been received an orgasm like that, and I'd never had to give myself over to another human being in that way to do it. 

Then quite traumatically she pulled her cock out of me. My insides spasmed around this dramatic exit and then I felt so empty. 

She kissed me, and then gently slid down my body and raising one of my legs, began to lick out my ass sucking her come from my now pulsing hole and then she rose, sucking some come from my belly and moved up to my mouth and began to feed me our come, her tongue slipping into me, embedding it deeply inside of my mouth. We kissed for a while cherishing the white salty nectar between us before she pulled back

"Not bad for your first time baby. You took all my cock inside you and you loved it didn't you? It will be a while before I can powerfuck you - which you will love by the way - I can tell that from how much you enjoyed just this gentle fuck, but my god, you are so hot. I love fucking you baby"

I basked in her praise, although my ass was beginning to indicate it had been tested somewhat. We lay there entwined in our post coital splendor and slowly drifted off to sleep, with a dull but satisfied glow emanating from deep inside my ass, lulling me to sleep.

I woke the next morning with a hard cock pushing against me. Carla was still asleep but her cock wasn't and it felt quite insistent. My ass was still throbbing, but in a mostly good way, and my cock was hard, really hard. I reached between us and began to stroke her. She was so thick and heavy, so powerful in my hand, and the feeling of this weight shifting in my hand as I gently slid up and down it was so arousing. She looked so innocent and pretty as she lay asleep it drove an erotic charge through my body and my hand jerked her harder and longer in direct response. 

Her eyelids fluttered and she came to, horny and happy as she realized what I was doing to her. 

"Hello you" She purred "Lets go and shower"





Carla Ch. 03



Carla and I had a beautiful afternoon together. As we'd planned, we visited the old castle in Denia, and took the guided tour through the museum. There was plenty left of this warm and sun filled Spanish day when we'd finished our sightseeing, so we both decided that the beach was calling. The water was only cold for that moment when you first wade in, and we swam out together to a small rocky point where we found a spot to sit together watching the day grow long.

Carla, like me, loved the water, loved the sun, and as we made our way on foot back into town to find somewhere to eat, I realised just how close we'd become in such a short time. I wouldn't say that either of us were falling in love with each other, but I certainly loved her company. We found a nice looking place at the new marina called El Bravo. The food was excellent, and as we sat with our coffees at the end of the meal, I wanted to hear more about Carla's friend Helen. 

"You said this morning that you were sure I'd like your friend... what did you mean?"

Carla had an almost cheeky grin spreading across her face.

"Well, from our earlier encounter this morning, it's clear that you like a more natural woman. Helen is not quite as shapely as me, but she makes up for that in other ways..."

As my mind traveled back to the morning's dalliance with Carla's beautiful body, my curiosity was becoming aroused, as well as other parts of my anatomy. 

"Exactly what other ways?" I asked. 

Carla's grin had spread into a wide smile now, and for the sake of decorum in this crowded place, she leaned across the table and whispered...

"Helen has an incredibly hairy bush... much hairier than mine... and very hairy armpits too. Perhaps you will get to see her in all her glory." 

Carla laughed wickedly and there was that fire in her eyes that I'd seen when I inadvertently caught her masturbating. 

"What time is she arriving?" I asked.

"She thinks it will be late tomorrow morning, around lunchtime," Carla answered.

"I guess the two of you will want to find your own place together and I won't see you again." I was trying to keep any sense of disappointment out of my voice, but I'm sure she sensed just what I was feeling.

"I was hoping," Carla began and then paused... "We were hoping to be able to stay with you... until you have to leave. Would that be OK?"

"Yes. Yes, of course. It sounds perfectly OK!" I had done terribly at not sounding like an excited child on Christmas morning. 

"As I said before, I'm sure you will like her."

Carla and I settled the bill and headed off back to the apartment into the warm night air. It had been a perfect day, a glorious day, and as we walked together, somewhere along the way my hand found itself holding Carla's hand, and I wanted that moment, that walk, to go on forever... that night I slept as soundly as I could remember for a long while. I don't know if I had dreamed it or not, but I woke with the feeling that Carla had slipped into bed beside me at some time through the night.

I woke again quite late, about half nine, and again the wonderful smell of good things to eat wafted in the air... as always I'd slept naked, and woken up with the wonderful knowledge that the little friend that resides in my pants, was still functioning well... I wasn't all that worried about Carla seeing me in all my morning glory: after all, she had seen it before, yesterday, and in the back of my mind I wanted to let her know that I was very keen to discover much more of her, perhaps another morning session before Helen arrived... at the very least I would give her a giggle.

"I hope there's something good to eat waiting for me," I called from the corridor just before making my grand entrance, "I'm extremely hungry this morning!"

As I stepped into the kitchen Carla's eyes looked like they were about to pop out of her head as I stood there fully erect, and instantly I knew that this was going to give her more than just a giggle. Standing beside her was another woman, I could only assume to be her friend Helen, who didn't quite know where to look or what to say. 

Carla was now laughing hysterically, as I desperately tried to cover my manhood, which somehow despite the efforts of both my hands, still managed to be poking out the top. The other woman was now also giggling, and I had turned quite a deep shade of red. 

Catching her breath Carla managed to say, "Helen, this is my new friend John... he's half English and half sex maniac."

"I umm, I'll just go and get dressed before we umm... " I mumbled embarrassedly. 

Helen said something in German that made Carla laugh even more.

"Helen just said she understands if you don't want to shake hands." Carla added with more giggling. 

I could hear both woman still cackling as I made my way to my bedroom and quickly threw on some pants and a shirt. I guess it was pretty funny, though my manhood was beginning to decline rapidly. Making my way back to the kitchen I now had the chance to meet Helen more properly. I don't know quite what I was expecting. When other people tell you about their friends before you've had a chance to meet them, you build up a picture in your mind of what they look like, and even more... I knew that Helen and Carla had been friends and lovers for many years, though not exclusively. Each year they would meet here in Spain for a couple of weeks and travel together, and then sometimes meet again that same year somewhere else in Europe to travel again. In my own narrow way of thinking, I have like many men my age, formed all sorts ridiculous ideas about how lesbians might look, or their attitude toward men. Carla had certainly changed my thinking in the short time we'd been together, and now looking at Helen, any concepts I'd previously held were completely blown away.

Helen was so incredibly normal. I don't mean that disparagingly, not in the least. She was very attractive, wearing a beautiful short sleeve summer dress. She was maybe a little younger than Carla, perhaps late thirties, and she could have been a mum on her way to pick up the kids from school, albeit a very good looking mum. It was difficult not to look at her without having Carla's words from last night flash through my mind... 'Helen has an incredibly hairy bush...' 

Carla, still smiling, went ahead with what was now the most redundant of introductions...

"John, this is my dear friend Helen. She managed to get on an earlier flight."

I held out my hand, a little embarrassed...

"Lovely to meet you Helen. Carla has told me a lot about you." 

Instead of returning the offer of a handshake, Helen opened her arms and gave me a warm friendly hug.

"Thank you for letting me stay," she said affectionately. "Carla has told me quite a bit about you also. I'm looking forward to getting to know you myself. I like very much what I've already seen."

(Carla started giggling again.) 

The feeling I must say was mutual. There is so much that can happen in the small moment of a hug, a sense of trust, a warmth and friendliness... one thing, one very first thing that I must say I loved about this particular hug, was just how beautiful Helen smelt... I'm at a loss to understand why there are so many fragrances sold to hide, what to me is the most beautiful and sensual fragrance ever, the natural scent of a woman. 

Carla had made us both a cup of coffee and we all sat and chatted for a bit. 

Helen was keen to put her luggage away, get changed and freshen up. 

As Helen left the room Carla said in a low voice, "Helen thinks you are very nice." 

"I think she is lovely too," I answered, not quite sure if I'd said the right thing or not.

Carla seemed to sense what I was feeling.

"It's OK for you to feel attracted to her... I do, so I think it would be strange if you didn't like her too." 

"But, she's a lesbian woman, like you?" Again, feeling a bit unsure about what I'd asked.

"Amongst our group of friends," Carla began, "I'm probably the odd one out. Until you came along, I'd only ever done anything sexual with other women. Helen is a lesbian, yes. But as she puts it, she occasionally 'slips up' and will have a fling with a man. For some of my less militant friends this is not a big deal. Until now I would be one of those who would not approve, but after yesterday... what is that you English say about the black pot?"

"The pot calling the kettle black," I answered with a smile.

"Yes that's it. Now I am a black kettle and I can't be critical anymore."

Now it was my turn to giggle, and just as I was about to try and explain what was funny in that mangled metaphor, Helen came back into the kitchen, only this time it was she who was wearing nothing...

Carla certainly hadn't been exaggerating about Helen's body hair. She had an incredibly thick and lush bush straight out of the seventies, and an equally large amount of soft thick hair protruding from her underarms. 

Helen walked over behind Carla's chair and draped her arms around her neck... she playfully pulled Carla's hair back, leaning in and kissing her gently on the ear, and then on the neck. Carla turned her head upward, and soon the two of them were kissing passionately. Helen's hands had moved inside Carla's dress and she was now toying playfully with the nipples that crowned those very ample breasts...

Helen was now looking at directly at me. Her eyes were ablaze with a passion that completely belied the first impressions I'd formed. She said, 

"It's been nearly six months since I've had the chance to taste this pussy, and I'm a little jealous that you beat me to it... I think it's time for me to do so, don't you think? ... And I think it's time for you to deflower her into the straight world properly, once and for all...come along you two, follow me..." 

You read about people having threesomes, often with excitement, invariably with some envy if you are like me and have never had the chance...but I must say that I honestly felt quite nervous. As Helen led us both into Carla's bedroom, Carla shot me a fleeting glance that let me know she sensed how I was feeling, but also letting me know it was all OK.

First Helen began to undress Carla, lifting her dress off and then slowly she peeled Carla's panties all the way to the floor. 

"You better get naked too," she said, smiling at me. "Isn't this exactly what you wanted first thing this morning?"

I had been as hard as rock earlier, and now as I took off my shirt and pants, standing naked in front of two very gorgeous, very different women, I seemed to be an eternity away from being able to act out any kind of amorous adventure. 

It was Carla who bravely came to my rescue... kneeling down in front of my limp cock, she playfully and skillfully began to revive me with her fingers, one hand rubbing my balls while the other moved up and down the shaft... Helen had sat herself on the edge of the bed, one hand between her legs, watching. 

"Let me show you what I've learned so far," Carla said to Helen.

She leaned her head in and took all of my cock in her mouth, slowly bobbing up and down along the shaft, and within seconds I had the most incredibly hard erection. 

"Mmm, I'm impressed!" Helen remarked. "I'm sure we'll be able to put that lovely thing to good use. But first I am desperate to eat you out my dear."

Carla pushed Helen down onto the bed, and then straddled her face, but still facing me. 

"You might never have the chance to eat a pussy as hairy as this ever again," Carla said, directing me towards Helen's lush growth. 

Without hesitating, I knelt down between Helen's wide spread legs, and parted her lips with my fingers. My God, she smelt amazing... overpoweringly musky, and the puffy inner folds of her pussy were glazed with her wetness. What a heavenly thing to lap all that up. I ran my tongue around the edges, and then began sucking on that magic little button of pleasure... between being smothered with Carla's delicious pussy, and having her own serviced, Helen began to moan, and she was clearly very close to cumming... I heard her say between short breaths, 

"Oh fuck, he's very good at eating cunt... apart from the fact that he has a huge cock, I'd think he's one of us..."

Carla's orgasm was a little way off, and she seemed more focused on getting Helen across the line... whilst I'd been trying to get my tongue as far up Helen's pussy as I could, Carla had begun to rhythmically rub Helen's clit. 

"Do that 'special' thing you did to me yesterday," Carla said, with that devilish look I was beginning to know quite well.

Immediately I knew what she was referring to, and moved my tongue down to Helen's hairy pink asshole, and as I did, I pushed three fingers deep into her pussy. Within seconds, Helen let out a deep long moaning, 'ooh fuck... ooh yes', 

as her cunt began to contract in strong spasms around my fingers. 

Helen lay there spent for several minutes, unable to move. Carla had now begun to suck my cock again and despite only one lesson so far, she was fast becoming an expert. Helen seemed to sense that I was likely to unload, and I think she didn't want to see it all end there.

Taking charge, she motioned to Carla to get up on the bed on all fours with her arse on the edge... Helen then slid herself underneath and began licking Carla's clit again, and then reached around Carla's big thighs and spread her pussy lips wide...

"You eat her cunt while I lick her clit," she ordered. "Then you're going to fuck her..." 

Carla was even wetter than the first time I'd eaten her. It seemed like pussy juice was coming out in milky droplets as Helen and I lapped away with our tongues. Knowing how much she enjoyed it yesterday, I moved up to tongue her rosebud, and an almost grunting growling noise began from deep inside her...

Helen, almost pleading now, said,

"She's about to come, I know that sound so well... quickly, get that cock of yours in her pussy..."

I positioned the head of my cock at what must have been the wettest entrance I'd ever seen, and gently began to push. Despite knowing just how slippery everything was there, Carla was surprisingly tight. It was as if every muscle, every tissue was holding taught. As my cock slid in centimeter-by-centimeter her cunt started to grip even tighter, and with one enormous grunting cry, she began spasming, and my cock could hold on no longer as jet after jet pumped into her... 

It felt like I was all done, but just as my cock popped out of Carla's pussy, another couple of small final jets of cum spurted out landing perfectly on the tip of Helen's nose... She was still running her tongue all over Carla's clit, (who was now kneeling upright), as well as trying to lick the globs of cum from her nose... but she needn't have bothered... with Carla sitting as she was, all the cum I'd pumped into her slowly oozed out in a long thick white river of ooze, straight into Helen's waiting mouth. 

After we'd showered together and dressed, we sat around the kitchen table and chatted about where we might visit in the afternoon, what new place we might try for a meal... it was almost as if what we had just done didn't happen, not that I especially wanted to get into an in depth discussion either... it was Helen who raised it first...

"So John, you seem to have a thing for a woman's arse... now you've seen both mine and Carla's up close, which one do like the look of best?

"Well, I ...err... umm... I ..."

Both of the girls started to laugh... 

"We've put you on the spot," Helen quipped. "But don't worry about an answer... it's obvious that Carla has the better looking arse... maybe later tonight, we can see which one of us knows how to use it to it's best advantage... what do you think, John. Would you like that?"

My heart had started to speed up a little, and I could feel something growing quite big and hard in my pants...

"I would be more than happy to avail you both of my expertise in the area you speak of ladies..."

"I'm not sure what he means," Helen said, somewhat puzzled.

Carla was giggling, a little more used to my English turn of phrase than Helen...

"He means he'd be happy to fuck our arses tonight," Carla said, smiling broad and wide... and then Helen and I did too...



Carla Ch. 03



She didn't move from the bed, and slowly flexed her hips pushing her cock into my strokes. I wasn't going to stop as I had this gorgeous cock in my hand - the thing that had given me such pleasure the night before - so I carried on, receiving a deep kiss from her as I did.

"Oh lover, I love being inside you. I want to fuck you every way I know how - fast, slow, hard, soft, deep - and take you from every position. I want to own your ass, and understand it and how to give you pleasure intimately."

We lay there, her telling me how she wanted to fuck me, then telling me how to "stroke her fat hungry cock" until she decided to lead me by my cock into the shower room. 

We both climbed into the shower and began to kiss, the hot water mingling with our lips and intensifying the experience. Her hands became as hungry as mine, and played with my cock and ass at the same time, as mine held onto her hard cock coaxing it towards the inevitable penetration of my ass that I wanted. I really needed to find out if last night was a one off or that I could take her cock and enjoy it. 

I wanted to suck her, but she didn't give me the option, pushing me face against the wall and spreading my legs. Her cock pushed against me and began to enter me. I pushed back until I felt the pain - the weed had worn off - but she pushed through my hesitation and suddenly, in a knee trembling, bowel loosening moment she thrust deep into me. I was overwhelmed, but before I could protest she began to fuck me, longer and deeper than she had before, and quickly the pleasure began to overtake my discomfort, the heat from the shower nurturing me too as she took me firmly from behind.

I pushed my head up and back, my mouth opening to express the mix of pleasure and pain to be met by the hot flow of water cascading down towards me. This was the stuff of fantasies, I thought, as she grasped my hips and began to fuck me properly, pulling me back onto her cock with each thrust. 

It didn't take her long to climax, her legs twitching as she pumped her come into me. As she withdrew I lost the control of my legs, and without her support slumped to the floor of the shower, panting and overwhelmed. 

Concerned she crouched down to me, and embraced my body, stroking my head and we lay there, dazed by the intensity of what had just happened. 

End of this installment.



Now an experiment. I like feedback, and I want to ask what Carla Chapter 4 should be. The choices are:

1. I come to her flat and find her sitting directly in front of the door on her chair, naked, and stroking her hard cock with both hands. I can focus on nothing else and go straight to her and suck her before climbing onto her cock, gazing deep into her eyes as I lower myself onto her thick pulsating cock, until I hear a sound and realize her friend, Ivy is watching. Ashamed I climb off until Carla explains Ivy is like her and I can be fucked by both of them. Which I do. 

2. Carla and I meet after work. Carla is dressed in a suit, jacket and trousers, her hair tied back tightly. When we get home she reveals she is wearing male briefs and she persuades me to dress as a woman, because " it will really unleash the cock whore inside you" and I do, and it does. The lipstick makes my lips feel fuller and more sensuous and I suck her passionately through the crotch of her suit trousers and white briefs before she lifts my dress, pulls my panties to one side, which makes me feel so much more vulnerable and accessible, and fucks me over the kitchen table. And yes, I am so much more of a cock slut. 

3. Carla decides she needs to train my ass properly. She ties me up and then proceeds to fuck me with a range of dildos and vibrators, before filling me with a large buttplug and releasing my legs, forcing me to be face fucked kneeling between her legs with my hands tied behind my back, before taking a double ended dildo and inserting into us both and she fucks me with it tightly gripped in her ass, stroking our hard cocks which are tightly pressed together.

4. Any ideas you might have

Votes, emails and comments appreciated. I do this because I want others to enjoy my fantasies and your feedback and ratings make this worthwhile. I reckon if you come as a result of this story its worth a 4 out of 5, and if you wank off another time and use any of the material in your wank fantasies its worth a 5 out of 5. 

Wishing you happy fantasies



Carla Ch. 04



***Thanks for your feedback and sorry for the delays in chapter 4. I've tried to incorporate some of the ideas that came through from you and i hope you like it. As ever your feedback is desired. I'd love to see who is reading my work and any sexy photos would be awesome especially if you are a t-girl and are enjoying what i am writing *****

After the shower I staggered to my feet and went into the bedroom and lay down. Carla walked in and kissed me heavily on the lips.

"I'm sorry baby, but I need to go to work."

I was disappointed. I nervously asked if we could meet again and she laughed,

"I am so into you, of course I want to see you again, silly. How about tonight - go home and get rested, as you will need it."

Delighted I rolled into her and began to kiss her, placing tender kisses on her lips and around her mouth. She stroked my face and began to open her lips, catching mine and began to kiss me, her tongue pushing into my eagerly opening mouth. As my head tilted back yielding me to her I felt her cock harden against me and she began to rock her hips so our cocks pushed against each other. I began to lose any control - the desire in me was mounting and my conscious mind receded and the physical took over 

She rolled us so she was on top of me and her passion began to increase, her cock slowly moving so it was buried between my legs sliding against my ass, occasionally pushing against and partially into my hole, which was sloppy from the cum she had pumped inside me in the shower. Each time she pushed against my tender opening I moaned and desperately arched, trying to get her to slide into me. Abruptly she broke off and rose to sit on her knees, her cock still pushing against my ass. 

"I have to go to work baby."

I pouted in disappointment and arched against her.

"Please." She raised her eyebrows at me.

"Please Carla, please put your hard cock inside me. I need it." 

The words came from me, slowly and deliberately, in a deep sensual voice i have never heard come from my mouth before. I looked at her straight into her eyes, and so slowly, I purred.

"Please."

She smiled and slowly pushed her cock against my hole, and maintaining a constant pressure pushed it into me inch by inch, holding my eyes with hers. I moaned, staccato, not able to break eye contact, my jaw twitching and my body arching with this slow incredible penetration.

When she reached her hilt, she pulled back quickly and re-entered me as fast. She pumped into me three or four times hard and deep, and the last time she stayed deep inside me and pulsed her cock as she sat back, thrusting a bit deeper into me. 

"I have to go, you gorgeous slut. Tonight."

With that she pulled out of me and with an absent minded stroke of my hard cock, got off the bed, her cock swinging as she moved and began to get dressed. I could only watch in fascination and deep desire as she dressed, adjusted her hair and applied her make-up. It was beautiful to watch, only slightly ruined by my only briefly too punctured desire.

She indicated I needed to get dressed and I did, and we walked to her door and she grabbed me at the exit, kissing me deep before turning me and pushing me out of her apartment, slapping my ass as I went. 

Returning to my apartment, horny and with my needs not satiated I fell into bed and after a furious wank, I slept the rest of the day. 

I was woken by a knock on the door. It was Carla, and she called my name. I got up and felt a furious pain in my ass. I suddenly washed with shame at the enormity of what had just happened. I had lost all my defenses and given myself so completely i was scared she would think less of me, or my inexperience disappointed her. This at least had the impact of making me forget the pain in my ass. The door knocked again and she called my name again.

I grabbed my dressing gown and answered the door nervously. She was standing there dressed in tight jeans, boots and a lacy black top that showed off her breasts to full effect. Her lips were blood red and she quickly stepped towards me and kissed me hard, leaving the flavour of the lipstick on my mouth. All my concerns evaporated in that instant. I could see she was totally into me.

"Hi there sexy. Have you had a good day? Its time to go out now - i want to eat and drink before we come back here and make love all night."

There wasn't much to argue with, so I threw some clothes on and we went out. We found a local bar and the waiter showed us to a deep leather booth. As we walked to the booth her hand found my ass and stroked it, gripping my left buttock tightly. This continued all through the night and each time she caressed my ass i found a sharp sexual thrill course through me. When we sat down she placed a hot and wet kiss on my lips and then nibbled my ear. She whispered into my ear,

"I've been thinking about you all day. I can't wait until my cock is deep inside you and you are moaning with pleasure, my little slut."

I turned to look at her and my lips were full of blood, pouting uncontrollably and I felt so aroused, but in a different way - my cock wasn't hard, but I was so turned on. I whimpered and was leaning forward my lips trembling with desire when the waiter cleared his throat and broke her spell.

We ordered a bottle of wine and waited for the menu. We drank a glass or two and she continued to goad me with dirty talk and asking me how much I enjoyed the ass fucking she had given me. At first I was shy and a little embarrassed but after a bit of wine, and her tenderly stroking my legs, I found myself relaxing and enjoying the verbal foreplay, and openly admitting how much I had enjoyed it and how it had changed my world in such a short time. 

The waiter arrived and she ordered for us, without even consulting me. Oysters, followed by red meat. After he left she told me:

"The Oysters are to remind you of drinking my come, and the meat is to fuel us for our fucking later, although I will need the fuel more than you."

The food arrived and we ate, her feeding me the oysters one by one, then kissing me in between. Midway through she started to laugh at me. I was a cauldron of desire from her talk and her sheer presence, and she had seen it:

"Do you know how hot you are? You are sending off all kinds of signals you horny little boy."

I looked confused and I think I blushed. 

"Your hand is stroking the stem of your wine glass all the time. When you swallow the oysters, you lick your lips with a big slow stroke of your tongue, and whenever you eat anything vaguely phallic, its like you are about to give a blowjob to it. I am so turned on."

It was true, and I was ashamed until she kissed me long and deep and my animal desires took over again.

"Lets dance."

And she took my hand and led me to a small dancefloor in the bar area of the bistro. I felt a bit lost and was relieved when she turned to me and took me in her arms. We slow danced together our bodies pulled tight by my arms around her back and hers around my waist and ass. 

She grinned at me and began to kiss me, whilst we swayed to the music and I suddenly realised why she was grinning - I could feel her hard cock pressing against my stomach insistently. She slowly began to grind it against me in time with the music and I felt almost infused with her desire - it was incredible to have someone so hot for me, and for it to be so unquestionable as her hard cock was. Her hair was framing my face, so I couldn't see around us, but as she broke the kiss - but not the rhythmic path of her cock on me, pulling my ass in towards her to increase the friction - I could see the bar again, and I saw couples watching us, some with interest. I must have tensed.

"Relax baby - they have no idea. We just look so hot, and they all think you are going to get the fucking of your life tonight. Which of course you are."

We kissed again, and I drifted off into a beautiful place where the only things happening were her tongue pulsing inside my mouth, whirling around, and her large cock pressing insistently against me.

After I have no idea how long, she broke the kiss, and gazed into my eyes. I was wide eyed and horny, and my ass was beginning to assert its expectations, gently throbbing

"Want to go back to mine?"

"Aha," was all I could muster.

She flashed me a brilliant smile and we were off. The short walk brought me back to reality a bit, until she pushed me against a wall and began to make out again. This time it was different, as her hand, shielded by the wall and the flaps of my shirt, began to delve inside my trousers and work its way to my ass. As her finger found it, and pressed gently against it, I pushed and arched, hungry for penetration.

It slid in and I moaned into her mouth. She began to flex it and tease my ass and I wrapped my right leg around her a little, giving her more access. As she began to push a second finger into me she leant back and, drawing out her words to the length of her entry into me, she whispered,

" You will find I love sex in public places. I'm going to finger you everywhere - you just need to get a long coat - and you will suck me off in the park, on planes, in nightclubs and elevators and I will fuck you there. At parties I will take you in the bathroom and fuck you, bent over the sink, until the other guests can hear you moaning."

I looked at her in surprise until her fingers curled inside me and elicited a moan and my head tipped back, her mouth attaching to my neck and biting and sucking me as her fingers continued to curl and uncurl.

"Lets go inside," I stammered between the waves of pleasure rippling through me.

"Too soon, hey? Okay, lets go home. I want you to meet new side of you."

I looked at her curiously, but she wouldn't explain and instead used her fingers to turn me and propel me forward towards the flat, withdrawing them gently and then, in a moment of pure sexuality, sucking them, one at a time, deeply in her mouth and savouring the taste, 

"I love your taste, baby, its divine."

We got back to her flat and she began to speak,

"I said I was going to show you a new side of you. You need to trust me - this will unleash all of your sexuality that you have begun to find, and you will also look divine."

"I am going to sit here and watch some porn and you are going to take this bag and go into my bedroom and change - don't look inside it until you are next door. Put everything on and then come through here. Trust me - I know you will love this."

I went next door and sat on the bed and opened the bag. Inside was lingerie, lipstick, a black bob wig and some jewellery. A mini skirt and a silky shirt sat at the bottom with some high heels (black, and high) and a note:

" Trust me baby. You will love this - you will be able to tap into your feminine side so much more - all this clothing is designed to make cocks want to be inside you, and let them get there more easily, which you know you want. Its all mine before I grew my breasts, so it should fit you fine. One small requirement though - put the panties on after the suspender belt - its so much easier to remove them that way x."

I was rock hard from reading the note. How did she know? When I was young I used to dress in my older sisters clothes from time to time and i got off on it. I hadn't done it in a very long time, but it tapped into a deep rooted desire of mine.

Later in our relationship we would do this every week. Sunday would be feminine day and what I wore (sometimes we would go out together and choose my clothes) and the make up I applied would be so much more detailed (eyeliner, rouge, nail varnish). I would spend long periods dressed and we would fuck hard and long and different to normal. This really just generated a deep desire within me, and triggered slightly different sexual feelings (very much cock hungry slut) almost from the point I was dressed. In these sessions, I learnt, my cock didn't exist and I could only climax from the more feminine stimulation. 

But today it was more simple. I stripped and then began to roll the sheer black stockings up my legs. The feeling was delicious and the sensation on my skin highly sexy. Then the black suspender belt, which was a little difficult to attach, but I succeeded. I then found a pair of small black panties, which had a tag - these first - and they tucked my cock between my legs - at least they would have if i wasn't so hard. I gave up and continued. A pair of larger, black satin panties slid up my legs, making a faint hissing sound against the nylon. I found a lacy black vest to wear, with delicate straps over my shoulders and put that on. Then the black mini skirt, flaring out at the back, and the silk shirt which was loose around me and when it glanced against my body felt so good. I sat at her vanity table and fixed the wig on to my head - it framed my face beautifully and having put on a choker necklace and a few bracelets (they rattle beautifully when you stroke someone's cock) I applied the red lipstick to my lips, pouting and pressing to ensure it was well applied.

I looked in the mirror. I felt so hot, and looked, surprisingly, quite cute. My lips looked full and large. The concentration of applying the lipstick had distracted my cock, and I took the opportunity to tuck it inside the first smaller pair of panties.

I took one last look in the mirror, adjusted my hair and blew myself a kiss and got up to join her. As I walked I could feel the stockings rubbing together, which felt so lovely, and I found myself swaying my hips to maximise the effect, my skirt swaying slightly as I did. It was then I realised I had forgotten my heels, and went back and put them on. I could see my legs in the mirror as I put them on, and they transformed into longer, thinner and sexier than before. 

As I walked in, she looked up and smiled, "you are beautiful my sweet." 

Then she rose and walked towards me. She reached out her right hand, and caressed my face,

"Tonight you are a girl. You have no cock - it doesn't exist." The presence of my cock would be an increasingly unimportant part of our love making, but in these sessions it didn't play any part and I was told off if I tried to play with it. 

She leant in and kissed me, but very tenderly. My lips felt so much more alive to her touch and I opened my mouth and let her tongue explore me. Her hands stroked down my silk shirt and sent smooth sensations through my body. They didn't stray below my shirt and I began to get a little frustrated.

She broke off just as I was building up to say something and she pushed me gently back. 

"My, your legs are gorgeous - give me a twirl."

I felt so much more vulnerable and as I slowly turned she moved in and pressed against my back, holding me like that. She kissed my neck and then slid down my back sliding her hands down my legs and then back up again. She repeated that a few times, cooing how sexy they were, before coming up and parking her crotch hard against my ass. Blowing in my ear, her hands rode up the final bit of my legs and, moving beneath my skirt began to massage each of my buttocks. 

This was different - I felt so exposed and accessible with these clothes on - her wandering hands could get anywhere. And it turned me, and I began to will her to push further. 

One hand came to my mouth and her fingers entered. I automatically began to suck on them as if they were her big cock, and her other hand pulled my panties to one side and began to push towards my ass. I pushed back and peeled my ass cheeks open with my hands. Crazy! I had never even thought of doing that before - my thoughts shattered by her fingers reaching me and pushing in. 

"Thats right, let this take over, follow your instincts."

I moaned and let her in, one of my hands finding the shape of her hard cock in her jeans and beginning to squeeze and stroke it through the coarse material. She pushed into my hand and her tongue delved into my ear.

We struggled like this for some time before she pushed me over the couch so I was bent over it, my ass up in the air, legs straight. The heels forced my ass up and out more than it would usually be and I smiled in sultry delight as her her head began to kiss my ass through my panties, biting my buttocks, before she began to delicately pull aside the materials.

"Eat me," I moaned.

And she began, licking me up my crack in long deliberate movements. She then alternated between licks and thrusting her tongue into me, deeper each time. My ass felt so wet and eager to have her inside me. At first it was just the physical interaction, but she kept going and, boy was she good, that over time my ass became alive, loving this and my focus was just on her tongue entering me again and again. I was lustily pushing my ass back, getting her to penetrate deeper with each thrust my moaning becoming panting and my vision blurring.

My hand moved to my crotch and began to tug on my cock. She slapped my ass hard, moving back from my hole. 

"No. Bad girl. You don't have a cock tonight."

She spanked me three more times, and I got an unexpected arousal (enough in subsequent times for me to reach for my cock just so she would spank me).

She leant back in and thrust her tongue back inside me. Shortly, she drew back and as my ass pulsed I felt her push something hard against it. I moaned "yes," and felt something that wasn't her cock push against my hole. It felt painful and then quickly slipped into me, and I felt quite full. 

"I've plugged you as I want you to be ready for me. It has a surprise if you are good."

My ass began to tense rapidly and repeatedly around the intruder, uncontrollably at first until I got used to the sensation. She pulled my panties across so they covered it, and then stood up and pulled off her jeans, sitting on a bench, across it. 

"Suck me."

I moved over and sat opposite her, the plug pushing up inside me as I sat down, and I lustily rocked against this new sensation as she smiled at me. I reached out to her cock and began to stroke it gently. This was different - it was the first time she had let me approach her cock my own way and she let me carry on like this.

I began to stroke, savouring its hard thick presence in my hand. I began to lean towards it (licking my lips I believe) and very tenderly kissed its head. I took the thick head into my mouth and sucked gently, letting my saliva build upon it. I then began to take it further into my mouth like it was a delicate but expensive treat, looking up at her eyes through my black wig to show her how much I was enjoying this.

My pace began to build and I found a place inside me where I could watch as I did things to her cock I didn't know I could do. Long slow, languorous sucks, taking her so much more deeply into my mouth and throat than I thought possible, ending with a wanton pop as she came out of my mouth on the way back up. My hand began to tease her balls and I began to increase the pace, saliva spilling from my mouth and all along the length of her cock, leaving long trails between my lips and her cock when i pulled off, which I caught in my hand and fed into my mouth, looking at her with satisfaction as I did. There was nothing but me driving the pace - her hands were back and her cock still, strong and hard, pointing at me. And I wanted to - and as a bonus each movement shifted the plug inside me pressing on my insides and driving me further.

Suddenly a fierce sensation took off in my ass and it was so overwhelming I fell onto the bench, her cock falling away from my mouth. The vibrations ripped through me, driving waves of pleasure through me. I was lost and all I could do was lie face down on the bench and buck and grind as this took over me. 

I felt her press her crotch and her whole body on to me, pushing this vibrating delight deeper into me and driving me further to push back. Her hands slid up my stockinged legs and then as she lifted her weight off me, she flipped my skirt up over my back and pulled my panties down so they sat below my ass. Still vibrating, the buttplug was pulled from my ass as I moaned in protest before I felt her cock pushing on my hungry hole and sliding in. All the way in. I screamed and she began to fuck me hard, holding her body high above my ass so she could penetrate as deeply as possible.




Carla Ch. 04



I began to scream. Out of control, dictated by her thrusting penetrations. 

"Fuck me. Fuck me harder."

I screamed this repeatedly in a deep gutteral voice, just after the slapping of flesh against flesh as she plowed into me, her hands holding my shoulders and pulling me back into her. Slowly, as she shifted her hands and began to pull on my chocker necklace to maximise her thrusts into me, my calls became higher pitched, more panting and less coherent. I think I passed out - the sensations were too great and when I came too, my body still pulsing, I saw Carla standing in front of me, her cock hard and twitching. 

'Taste yourself," she commanded and thrust her cock towards my mouth. I didn't even think about it - my ass on her cock - I just took it into my mouth and she began to thrust in and out. I felt her building and suddenly her cock exploded into my mouth, filling it with come, so very hot and heavy. Her thrusting stopped and I began to suck her cock, tasting the remaining come as it came out of her, sliding down her cock and enjoying its thick heavy weight in my mouth.

She bent down and kissed me, pulling me to her, and I sat between her legs, facing her, my hands delicately stroking and cradling her cock, and she began to kiss me tenderly, pushing her come into my mouth and swirling it around with her tongue.

She lowered me to the floor and we turned into each other, and carried on kissing until I felt myself drift away into a deep, satisfied sleep, with her gently whispering in my ear. 

Our relationship changed from that day forward. There was no doubt who I was sexually, or that she was my Mistress and that I needed her. 

***What do you want to read next? Comments/ideas welcome - I'd love to hear from you and what this story did for you. Pictures welcome x*****