0 comments/ 14158 views/ 1 favorites Closing Time By: mskittykatt I met him in my favorite bar one night. The moment I saw him, I knew I had to have him. I set out to do just that, talking, flirting, dancing… the things we do to get a man’s attention. Let me tell you what he saw… A slightly overweight woman, long legs, large breasts, curvy hips, rounded belly and the face of an Indian maiden doll. Deep brown eyes, meeting a small rounded nose, pouty full lips, and high cheekbones framed by long curls of jet black hair cascading down my shoulders and back At closing time, I invited him to go out to breakfast with myself and several friends. He accepted, but on the drive out to the restaurant, we decided to go to the store and buy steaks and make food at my house instead. There were 4 or 5 of us, and it took a little while to shop, and cook breakfast for us all. We had steaks marinated in Amaretto, and finished the bottle. As I served the food, we spread out between the kitchen and living room to eat. He and I sat on the couch together drinking and eating. Part way through our meal, a bit drunk, I decided to say screw manners and put down my knife and fork, no longer wanting to struggle with them. I picked up my rare steak with my hands. I apologized half heartedly and ripped into it with my teeth pulling chunks off enjoying it much more this way. He laughed and put down his utensils as well, and we enjoyed our meal in more ways then the freedom that comes from ignoring the rules. I watched him eat with lust burning in my eyes, I had never seen such a sexy sight. He was several inches taller then my 5’8”, and very muscular. I watched as the muscles moved under his skin in the simplest motions. He ripped meat from the steak in his hands, blood ran freely down his fingers, making tiny red waterfalls trailing down his hands and forearms. I moaned as the urge passed through me to lean over and lick the beautiful salty red liquid from its path down his arms. Torn between wanting to watch it drip, wanting to taste it on my tongue mixed with the taste of his skin, and the nervousness in my pounding heart, I simply watched as he ate. My eyes met his and he could see what he was doing to me. I took in the whole sight before me appreciatively. His head was shaved, tiny prickles of hair covered his head like a shadow in the twilight hours. His features handsome in a grown up version of that neighborhood boy down the street, seeming to defy his shaved head and hard exterior. His chest broad, firm and slightly exposed giving me a glimpse of the hair covering, but not burying his chest. His stomach rippled as he laughed, not harshly at my open appraisal of him. Further my eyes drop hungry for each hard shape of his body. A growing bulge in his tight jeans told me, I did in fact have his attention. His legs strong and hard seemed to be pointing to his manhood as I tried to pull my gaze away. My eyes moved back up to his sexy grin, as he watched me watching him. I tore into my steak, as I wanted to tear into him. Blood dripping from my lips, down my chin, flowing from the warm meat in my hands down my arms. I stopped chewing long enough to look him in the eyes and raise my arm slightly to lick the red salty droplets, in a long slow motion back to my hand before continuing to eat. His passion now nearly equaling mine we ate in a series of animal gestures, enjoying the taste of the blood, warm meat and drink. We made little pretense as we finished eating and I took him to my room. Closing the door, and falling to the bed he grinned that sexy grin again, and growling took me in his arms. His lips coved mine in a crushing, searching, demanding kiss. He claimed my mouth as he would claim my body as his. As his first embrace slowed to a passionate searching and then a sensual kiss, I moved back and sat up on the edge of the bed. Pulling a few bobby pins from my hair, I turned and looked him in the eyes, and took off the wig I had been wearing to reveal a shaved head with only scarce bangs to frame my face. His lazy smile changed to a welcoming grin as he pulled me back to his chest muscles rippling under his skin against my face as he ran his hands over my head in the most sensual massage I have ever felt. I lay against him purring as his hands explored my head, and then my body. Taking in my soft curves with his fingers he squeezed and stroked my flesh into a hot mass of trembling desire. Raising my face to his he claimed my mouth again, before laying me down to access those places he couldn’t reach, with his fingers he uncovered them and with his mouth he found them all. I closed my eyes, lost in the passionate sensations of this man learning my body, each secret and unexplored place he touched and claimed in his physical praise of my flesh. I was nearly melting into the bed when I felt his touch grow harder, more searching, more demanding. He pushed me back against the end of the bed near the wall, and suddenly I was looking at my room in a vision I couldn’t quite understand. My heart was pounding and my breath came in panting gasps as I realized he had turned me upside down against the wall. His hands firm and strong, holding my thighs above the knees, he spread them wide open to his gaze and his hungry mouth. And there hanging upside down, with only his strength and will keeping me there I felt him taking new pleasures in my body. His teeth found my inner thighs, nipping and biting, quick powerful bites, reminding me of his meal only a short while before... I was his meat now! A low moan came up from deep in my throat, begging for more of his sweet torture. The pain bringing its own seductive brand of pleasure to and extent I only dreamed of. Then all to quickly the bites and exquisite feeling of his teeth pressing into me ended. As a cry filled my lungs in protest, I felt it. His warm mouth closed on my sex covering it all as if he was trying to take my whole being in his mouth. Slowly I felt his tongue move from its place nestled in my curly black hairs, to stroke its way over my sex in a long slow lick. Raising his head the slightest bit, he inhaled, breathing in deep my scent, the scent of passion and heat combining to make the smell that is me, that is only woman. Feeling his grip on my legs tighten slightly he lowered his head to me again, his tongue darted out in short teasing strokes, opening my lips to his touch. Finally his tongue finds my center, slowly circling it, he pauses the shortest moment to breathe in my scent once again, and lets his tongue dive into my depths. Probing, exploring my inner walls with his tongue he takes me to new levels of passion, higher and higher we soar. Withdrawing his tongue he turns his head slightly and licks from my dripping hole, to my clit and all the way back to my dark little asshole. Returning his attentions to my clit he circles it with his tongue, his breath hot on my lips, his tongue teasing and light. Suddenly his mouth is around my clit, hot and wet, sucking it in his mouth. His lips release me and his tongue presses down firmly, licking back and forth over my hard clit. Faster, then slower he laps at my clit, harder then softer he presses his tongue against me. Just as I feel my belly tighten in the beginning of orgasm his tongue slows tracing circles around my clit and dips down to my center again drawing my juices from inside spreading them along my slit with his tongue back up to my throbbing hard clit. The heat of my own juices and the pressure of his demanding tongue bring me to an incredibly hard orgasm. My pussy clenching down on itself, my body trembling, and my vision fading to a series of black and white dots as the blood rushes through my body. Dizzy and floating in time and space, I feel his grip loosen and his tongue slow. He lowers me to the bed for a moment, resting mostly on my shoulders legs against the wall, I catch the first glimpse of his manhood as he frees it from his jeans. His strong hands circle my legs again as he lifts me against the wall again, lower this time. He Claims me in one striking thrust, and suddenly I am stretched and full of his raging hard cock. His upper body pressed against the wall between my spread legs he pounds into me thrusting in short and deep strokes. My mind is a blur of flashing images as I try to match the feelings spreading through my body with the reality of what’s happening. Blood pounding in my ears, my breath in deep gasps He takes me there, hanging upside down supported only by his strength. Moments, hours, years later, he lowers me to the bed again. Claiming me slower now, but with all the passion of moments earlier. He raises my legs to rest on his chest, lifting and turning my pelvis to a steep slant. Now I feel him slamming into my cervix, pain and pleasure collide once more battling inside me. I feel it give, tilting back with each of his powerful thrusts sending hot darts of pain/pleasure through me. In long, slow, hard strokes he takes his rough pleasure inside of me. It is all one great pleasurable blur to me after that…There were more positions, he took me on my knees, hands gripping my hips, pulling me back on his hardness. He took me from the side, arms wrapped around me, stroking my clit, squeezing my breasts. Over and over he took me, demanding things from my body I didn’t know were possible, and yet I gave them freely letting him take me to new heights, and depths of pleasure and pain. Closing Time Shortly after my trysts with Tina I was transferred to another nightclub recently opened by the restaurant company owner. My responsibilities and the new location included tending bar when things got busy. I worked there with tow very hot middle-aged redheads named Pamela and Vicky. They were always complaining about all the male customers that hit on them every night so I never really thought it was wise to try and come on to either one of them. But we did talk quite a bit and I knew that they liked me, at least that's the impression I got. Being new on the job and living outside the city and with the long hours I worked they but assumed that I wasn't getting laid. So one night at closing time they decided to take it upon themselves to change that! Although I'd been propositioned before, never has one woman let alone two, ever been so irresistibly persistent. The two of them simply refused to take no for an answer! Pamela put it bluntly as she got straight to the point, "Look, you're not getting laid, we're not getting laid! But we're all horny right?! So what's the big deal? I say we fuck!" And with that said the two women closed the blinds, shut the shutters and locked the doors. Pamela laid a deep, wet French kiss on me while I Vicky reached from behind me and undid my pants. Before I knew it I was spread eagle on the edge of the bar and both babes were sitting on bar stools on either side of me. They each had one of my legs over their shoulders and started taking turns sucking me off. Pamela was the more creative of the two. She's hold my prick by the tip and poke and prod my balls and sac with her tongue. She licked up and down my shaft, over my balls to my asshole and then back to my quivering cock. Vicky liked playing with my balls. she sucked on them a lot, sucking on each of my aching nuts and biting my tightly shriveled sac with her teeth. It was Vicky's balls squeezing and bag biting techniques that finally made me blow my load. It seemed that Pamela wasn't too keen on the taste of cum, but Vicky on the other hand loved it! She couldn't get enough of it out of me! So, when I started to cum Vicky latched on. Clamping her lips around my throbbing cock she sucked and swallowed my hot cum. Vicky massaged and squeezed my balls and bag harder than I'd ever had it done to me. The intensity of pleasure and pain made me fire my hot load down her throat until she started gagging and had to stop for a breath of air. After we got cleaned up and finished closing the bar, we all drove over to Pam's house where we continued our adventure. I kept thinking the whole time we drove to Pam's house that I may not be able to satisfy both these sexy women all night long. As we entered Pam's place she told me to have a seat and make myself at home. I started to express my concerns about not being able to perform and they both just smiled at me. They took each other's clothes off and started getting it on! I watched while they fondled and suck on each others tits. They slowly ran their hands over each others flesh until they were finally fingering and rubbing each others pussy's and clits. They both started to shiver and shudder and they went into an amazingly quick mutual orgasm! They stared at each other cunts and continued playing and watching each others pussy creaming. After about five minutes, Vicky made pam stop. She said it was no use, it felt great but what she really needed was a big, stiff cock! She led us all into Pam's bedroom, jumped on the bed and spread her legs open wide. Pamela laughed out loud, and said, "Shall I prepare Her Majesty's young stud?!" And she stood me up at the foot of the bed and slowly stripped me while Vicky watched. Kissing each of my nipples, and licking her way down to my cock. Vicky reached forward, grabbed me by my cock and pulled me between her legs and Pam quickly crawled next to us on the bed. They both helped guide my prick into Vicky's hot cunt. Patting my ass Vicky said, "Ok...if you're my stud, then get to it....do your stuff!" I couldn't believe how wet and spacious her big cunt was! My dick slid in with no effort whatsoever, and when our bodies met and I felt her stiff clit nestled against my pubic bone, Vicky smiled and tightly wrapped her legs around me. She nibbled my ear lobe and snaked her tongue into my ear, breathing loud and heavy, whispering and telling me how she likes it hard and fast! And while Pam rubbed my ass and played with my balls I began fucking that big wet cunt. I had no choice but to fuck her hard and fast, the two women had me on fire. I pumped my cock into her hot box with every ounce of energy in me. My cock was flying in and out so fast it was no more than a big, pink fleshy blur. Our sweaty bodies smashed and banged together as we raced towards our release. Vicky was taking everything I threw at her, in stride. I was fucking her as hard as could and it seemed to be working. She started shaking and moaning out loud as he orgasm wracked through her sexy frame. She dug her nails into my back, dragging them down, raking my back while she shouted out like a wild banshee, "HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER!" Her pussy poured out like a rain shower, washing my cock and balls with her warm flow, but try as I might was unable to cum. Vicky's cunt was just too loose and too wide. Vicky was happy after cumming so she wasn't too upset. Of course Pamela didn't mind one bit! In fact she was delighted to see, that after making Vicky cum twice, my cock was still rock hard. So when it came time for me to screw her, all I had to do was switch holes. Pam got on all fours and had me fuck her from behind so that Vicky could lie face up underneath us and lick my ass and balls. The resistance of Pam's tight cunt walls combined with Vicky's sucking and licking of my asshole and balls made short work of my wad. So, as I drove my fat throbbing cock into her hot tight cunt, she began gasping and thrusting her body back against mine. Her cunt was expanding and contracting around my throbbing shaft, massaging and coaxing my balls to let go. At long last, I felt the sperm racing out of my swollen balls and tearing through my shaft. I grabbed pam by the waist and buried my cock deep inside her hole and held it there while it throbbed and pulsated, depositing spurt after spurt of my hot cum deep into her abdomen. These two horny broads made me fuck each of them one more time before they allowed me to fall asleep and get some well deserved rest. That earth shattering night was the first of many to come. The following day those two old broads shocked the shit out of me by suggesting that the three of us move in together. And well, the rest is history as they say. We lived together for over five years and fucked our brains out daily! In fact I still see Vicky a few times every year and we pick up right where we left off, and at the age of 62 she's every bit as horny as she was 20 years ago and still a wonderful piece of ass! Pam unfortunately moved out of the country and although we haven't seen each other for years I still have wonderful memories of those days!! Closing Time "We'll be closing in fifteen minutes," Marion called out into the crowd at the bar. She was behind the bar washing glasses, and she was dead tired from the long evening's work. She reached up on tiptoe to replace a glass on the rack, her tank top lifting to reveal her stomach and her short denim skirt riding up. She adjusted it, quickly checking behind her to make sure no one had seen a hint of her white lace thong under her skirt. No one. She sighed as she shifted her weight to relieve the pain in her feet; the stilettos were killing her. "Marion," her boss called from the back, "I've gotta leave early. Can you close up?" He poked his head around the door, looking harried and tired. She nodded. He gave her a big grin and disappeared around the corner. She heard his car sputter and then start, and then the sound of gravel as he pulled out of the parking lot. "Ten minutes!" she shouted, wearily picking up another glass to wipe. Looking up, she jumped when she saw a man sitting at the bar in front of her. He must have come in very quietly; he hadn't been there the moment before. He was tall and well-muscled, and a spicy smell of smoke and sweat drifted from his leather clothing. He lit a cigarette lazily, gazing straight at Marion. "I'll have a whisky." His voice was deep, throaty. The voice of someone accustomed to being obeyed without question. "I'm sorry, but we're closing soon," Marion replied. He smiled, his gaze traveling unhurriedly from her eyes down her body and then back up again. When his eyes met hers, she felt a sudden shock of fear. She crossed her arms, covering her breasts in the thin tank top. She opened her mouth to ask him to leave, but his hand shot out and grasped hers. She pulled away quickly, and discovered that she was holding a hundred-dollar bill. She looked at him in disbelief. "What's this for?" she asked, bewildered and more than a little scared. Men had tried to pick her up before, always at closing time, and she suspected this guy was trying to pull something. The bar was emptying; everyone was gone except for one man who finishing up his drink at a table by the door. She looked back at the man in front of her. He was smiling. "I'd like a drink," he said, "and I think you deserve some extra rewards. You must be tired from all that reaching." So someone HAD been watching! Marion blushed, and her hands went convulsively to tug her skirt lower. It didn't help much; it barely covered her round ass. Her hands shaking a tiny bit, she reached for a glass and poured him a whiskey. She pushed it toward him, and their hands touched as he took it. He raised it to his lips, his eyes never leaving hers. She was suddenly aware of his broad shoulders, muscular arms, and strong jaw. A jolt went through her and her cheeks flushed a little. "Come around and have a seat," he said, "You must be dying to get off your feet." It was true, and she lifted the bar and slipped onto a stool, her skirt riding even higher. She realized with chagrin that, except for the man still at the table by the door, she was alone in the bar with this man. Again, she felt a little thrill of fear. "Now that we're on equal footing," he said with a smile, "I'll introduce myself. I'm Jared." "Marion," she answered with a little smile. Wordlessly, he passed her his glass, and she drank, trying to still her pounding heart. She looked down into the amber liquid for a moment, and when she looked up, the man had left his table and sat down on the other side of her. He was a big man, wearing the same black leather outfit as Jared and smelling more of sweat. She smiled uncertainly at him, and he returned her smile, though his face seemed unused to the expression. Suddenly, she felt Jared's hand on her knee, cool and dry on her hot skin. She looked up at him, and he was smiling. "You're very beautiful, Marion." It was a whisper, but the bar was dead silent. He leaned forward so that their faces were almost touching and looked into her eyes. Then he kissed her, his lips surprisingly soft. She felt paralyzed. It was a moment before she returned his kiss, but then she opened her mouth a little, letting him taste the inside of her lips. She was beginning to relax when she felt his hand on her breast. Her eyes flew open and she jumped back, suddenly terrified. What was she doing kissing a strange man after hours with no one around? He could do anything he wanted to her! But as she recoiled from Jared's touch, she was blocked by the hard muscles of the man who had been sitting on her other side. He had moved around behind her while her eyes were closed, and now she was caught between the two of them and the bar. In panic, Marion tried to push them aside and run for the door, but the big man quickly had her arms behind her in an iron grip. She struggled hard, kicking out vainly with her heels, but she couldn't free herself. As Jared moved close to her, she caught him in the shin with her stiletto, making him draw in his breath quickly. She kicked again, aiming for his groin, but he dodged her kicks and then she felt her ankles pinioned by the legs of the man holding her. He held her arms behind her back, forcing her back to arch. Her breasts were thrust out in from of her, quivering with her heaving breaths. Jared leaned very close to Marion, smiling at her. She spat at him and it hit him in the face. Deliberately, he took a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped his face. Then he reached out and slapped Marion on the face, hard. The blow snapped her head to the side and the tears sprang to her eyes. He slapped her again, his hand leaving an angry red mark on her cheek. Jared turned and grabbed a pitcher of water from the bar, and then he poured it over the front of Marion's shirt. She gasped from the cold, and her nipples immediately went rock-hard. The white tank top was thin, and she wasn't wearing a bra. Her pink nipples showed clearly through the fabric. Marion began to twist and struggle with renewed energy, but Jared slapped her again and she went still. He reached for her nipples, pinching them hard. He rolled her breasts in his hands and then drew back and slapped them gently. They bounced with the slap, and he smiled. He slapped her breasts harder, and Marion gasped. The big man holding her grabbed her by the hair, forcing her head back, but she could feel Jared's hands traveling down her body. She heard him unsnap her skirt and it fell from her, revealing her white lace thong. She trembled. Suddenly, she was moved, jerked into another position. The big man pushed his knee between her legs, forcing them open, and bent her over a barstool. He still held her arms behind her back with one hand and her hair with the other. In front of the stool, her breasts hung down under the wet cloth. She still couldn't turn her head, but she felt Jared pulling her thong aside. As he parted her pussy lips and pushed two fingers into her, juices dripped down her legs. God, was she enjoying this? Jared's fingers found her clit and she moaned in spite of herself. "There," he said, "I knew you'd warm up to me." He lifted his hand and slapped Marion's upturned ass. "What do you say? Want to get started?" Marion realized that he was talking to the big man and not to her. The big man assented with a grunt, and let go of her hair. He reached into a pocket of his jacket and pull out a length of rope. He bound her hands behind her back with it and then released them. Then he walked around and tied her ankles to the legs of the stool, spreading her legs wide. Now she was totally helpless, and the big man was coming back around to her head, unzipping his fly. His cock sprang out, long and thick and pulsing, and he pushed it against Marion's lips. She turned her head as far as she could, willing them to leave her alone and leave. But the big man grabbed a handful of her hair, winding it around his hand and forcing her head up and forward. She still kept her mouth tightly closed. The big man pulled his cock back and slapped her face very hard, making her wince. He slapped her again, even harder. "Don't play with me, you little bitch," he whispered. "You try to resist me and I'll stick it in your ass instead. Do you want that?" Marion's eyes widened. He slapped her again, and this time she opened her mouth to gasp and his cock was in her mouth. He grabbed her hair with both hands, forcing his cock into her throat until she gagged. As he fucked her mouth mercilessly, she felt Jared's cock nudging against her dripping pussy. He rubbed the head against her swollen lips, making her moan around the cock in her mouth. Then he rammed into her, rocking her forward on the stool, his huge cock stretching her pussy almost painfully. The two cocks were jolting her back and forth, and her tits bounced back and forth with every thrust. She moaned and gasped, her body betraying her by responding even though they were raping her. "You like that, don't you bitch," Jared grunted. "You like having two cocks fucking you, don't you?" Marion moaned as he pounded her pussy even harder. Jared was fucking her brutally, slapping her ass hard as he slammed her hips forward into the stool. And the other man was fucking her throat so hard she had to struggle for breath. She was going to cum, she was sure, but suddenly the big man pulled his cock out of her mouth. "Let's switch, Jared," he said, "I want a piece of that ass." Jared pulled out of her pussy, leaving her empty and shaking right on the brink of orgasm. He slapped her ass hard again, and then walked around to her head. He pushed his cock toward her head and she opened her mouth greedily to take him in. "That's a good girl," he murmured approvingly. "Suck my cock. Harder, you little bitch!" She sucked harder, and Jared groaned, pushing his cock deeper into her throat. She thrust her hips backward, her pussy empty and pulsing, reaching for the big man's cock. Marion gasped as she felt the big man's fingers playing with her asshole instead of her pussy. She jerked away, but he only laughed, slapping her ass. He dipped his fingers into her sopping pussy and started working the juices into her asshole. She was terrified, making little panicky noises around Jared's cock as she futilely tried to get away. She had never had anything up her ass before, and the big man was poking the tip of his little finger inside her tight hole. Marion gasped as he forced it into her, trying to wriggle away. "Damn, this bitch is tight! It's going to hurt when we rip her open!" They both laughed, and Marion began to cry, sobbing around Jared's cock as he continued to fuck her throat. The big man placed his hand on her ass to keep her from struggling and shoved a second finger into her asshole. He worked his fingers in and out, stretching her virgin asshole just enough to hurt a little. Then he pulled his fingers out of her and rammed his cock into her pussy. She was relieved. Maybe he wasn't going to rape her ass after all. But he only pumped her pussy a few times before pulling out again and pressing his slippery cock against her asshole. The big man grabbed her ass cheeks, spreading them as wide as he could, then he started to force his cock into her tight little asshole. At first he was just pressing against her ass from the outside, her hole too tight to let him in. But then suddenly the head of his cock forced its way inside her, and she felt like she was being torn apart. Marion screamed in pain, and Jared and the big man laughed. "That's it, bitch," he said, "Take it in the ass like a good fucking whore." He started to slide his cock deeper into her, stretching her virgin asshole even wider. It hurt unbearably, but there was also an odd pleasure building in her as the big man fucked her ass. She moaned. The big man's balls were slapping against her ass as his cock brutally pounded her asshole. As he fucked her throat harder than ever, Jared reached down and pulled Marion's soaked shirt up, freeing her tits. He slapped them and squeezed the nipples hard. The two cocks fucking her ass and her throat felt so good, and she came hard, her back arching as she screamed in ecstasy. Both men pulled out of her and left her panting, but she saw that their cocks were still rock hard. They quickly untied her and made her straddle the big man on the floor. His cock slipped easily into her soaking pussy and she moaned as she felt it slide inside her. He grabbed her ass cheeks and lifted her up and down as his hips rose to ram his cock into her. "Hey, let me in too," Jared said, "this bitch needs two cocks in her!" And the big man pulled her forward over him, spreading her ass cheeks with his hands. Marion knew what was coming and she braced herself, but she still wasn't ready for it when Jared forced his cock into her asshole. She had one cock in her pussy and one in her ass, and she felt stretched and filled to the limit. Jared groaned as he slid his cock all the way into her asshole. "Uuuh, she's so fucking tight!" He stayed still for a moment and then he starting pumping her ass hard while the big man fucked her pussy. They were both ramming into her mercilessly, and it hurt so much. Jared slammed his cock into her asshole incredibly fast, forcing her ass cheeks as wide as they would go. He grabbed her hair, forcing her head up, and the big man slapped her face again and again as they both fucked her. "You like that, bitch?" he grunted, "You like having a cock in your pussy and a cock in your ass? You like getting double fucked like this?" He slapped her face again and then her tits, making them bounce wildly. It felt so good to be fucked like this, with her back arched, her tits bouncing, and the two cocks pounding into her harder than ever. She screamed as they fucked and slapped her, giving her so much pain and so much pleasure at the same time. They fucked her harder and harder, until Jared grunted and shoved his cock even deeper into her ass, shooting his cum deep inside her. As he came in her ass, she screamed, cumming all over the big man's cock as he shot his cum into her pussy. She lay exhausted between them, all three of them panting and shaking. She moaned when Jared got up, slipping his cock from her dripping asshole. Both men got dressed and made for the door, leaving her naked on the ground. With a sigh, she rolled over and went to sleep. She hoped they would come back tomorrow to rape her again. Closing Time You don't get great benefits working in the bar/restaurant business. For most of my time in this crazy industry I had been a faithful boyfriend to 2 girls. My 7 year relationship ended on pretty good terms as a friend and I helped her move back to NY and we kind of kept in touch. The more recent 1.5 year gf really left me thrown for a loop. She had pursued me where we worked for months. I was the GM and she was a 25 year-old cocktail waitress. I was perfectly happy being unhappy but this girl would not take no for an answer. Don't get me wrong I fucked her doors off but she wanted more. After I finally relented and fell in love with her things went off track. Her rich parents didn't approve of me being 35 and my job status. Our sex life was great and she moved in to my house. After two kittens and lots of domestic bliss her parents told her to end it. I was devastated when she complied with their wishes. Enough junk! I was single and running a pretty good bar/restaurant with plenty of fun to be had. But my heart wasn't in it. Until Zara started. An ownership change at the restaurant left many of the workers jaded. Not Zara. She was full of life and really cool. One night a friend of mine was in from out of town and George brought his usual amount of craziness. George hooked up with Pamela (a girl staying in my house and very hot) and somehow Zara ended up driving me home. Zara was around 5'3" with a tight compact body and a pretty face framed by short light brown hair. George tried hard to get some group sex started in the living room but somehow Zara and I ended up in my bedroom talking and making out. Since I was her boss I was reluctant to push things further despite my raging cock. Zara told me she sensed an inner-sadness in me that needed a big party to release it. It was really late and we fell asleep. We hadn't talked about that night for a couple weeks and then on a crazy Wednesday Zara told me to stay open because she was bringing a couple friends in. I told her "of course." I kind of forgot about Zara because the night was a little nuts. This hot blonde was all over me but she had crossed over into the crazy, muttering, stuttering and staggering portion of her night. As I closed the last bartender out I heard a knock on the window. It was Zara with two girls. I got very lucky too. Diane, the bartender, knew the crazy blonde and hauled her out with her just as Zara and the girls came in. It never happens like that. There is usually 10 different things preventing you from having fun. Not tonight. Gwen had dark red hair, a pretty face, perfect white skin, a hard body and a heart-shaped ass. Rhea had dark hair, a voluptuous body and olive skin. Zara took control and asked me for some whisky shots. I am always impressed when girls ask for real shots so I poured 4 shots of Jameson. I also gave the girls strong local beer. After we downed the shot I quickly made sure we were locked in and out of sight from the streets. I didn't expect anything at that point but it was great sitting at a table with 3 hot girls that were well-read and sexy at the same time. I found out that only Rhea had a sort-of-boyfriend and that everyone at the table knew that Zara and I had hooked up. Gwen persistently asked why I hadn't tried to fuck Zara at my house. I finally laid it on the line and told them "I like to take my time with women. You youngsters might be used to guys that treat sex like fast food but I like to savor it. Taste it. Get lost in it." I don't know where that shit was coming from but they seemed impressed. Zara cut through the mystery like a hot knife through butter. Zara looked me deep in the eyes and said, "I want you to go downstairs to the office and eat Gwen. If you are as good as you say and Gwen comes you can fuck me on your desk while they watch. Rhea is kind of with someone but she may let you play with her asshole. That is if you're up to it." If a girl wants to get the best a guy has in bed lay out a challenge. Fuck food and lingerie. Challenge. Without a word I got up and extended my hand to Gwen. I didn't really know if it was on until she pushed her chair back and got up. She grabbed my hand and we headed toward the stairs. I told Zara and Rhea to drink anything they wanted but to not touch the phones or let anyone in no matter what. Zara smiled and said, "have fun boss." Gwen and I headed down to the secluded and Spartan basement office. I was thinking strategy when Gwen said, "You better bring it because I don't cum easily." Something snapped inside of me. I had enough of being challenged. Had enough of feeling broken-hearted. Had enough of everything. The only thing I was focused on was getting Gwen naked and getting my tongue inside of her. I stripped her in no time and sat her in the reclining leather business chair. Her beautiful white skin was hot and she had just a slight landing strip above her clean shaven (or waxed) lips. Without so much as a kiss I got down on the cement floor and got between Gwen's legs. I knew she expected a testosterone fueled tongue-fuck so I gently kissed her. Slowly and really gently I got next to her clit. She was going nuts. Finally I put my lips around her clit and snaked my tongue out as my lips suctioned. Gwen's eyes rolled and she cried out. Her pussy tasted great. Knowing I had one go to move I ventured down and tasted her entire pussy. I even gently licked her perfect ass. Seeing the look in her eye and the way her hips were rotating I went back to her clit. By this time Gwen was ready. She exploded on my tongue and she came hard. It tasted sweet. I then went back to ever-so-gently touching her with just the tip of my tongue. I stood up (still wearing my pants: with bulge) and kissed her deeply. "Zara! Get down here and fuck Chris before I do!" A second or two later we heard rumbling on the stairs and I knew Zara was not alone. Wow. I was ready. At 36 you have great control. The drinks help too. Gwen didn't cover up and curled back in the office chair with a smile. Zara came in first and asked if I had done well. "Oh yeah. He earned it," Gwen laughed. Rhea was a little wide-eyed as she surveyed the office. Zara came right to me and kissed me. I swear I saw stars as we kissed for what seemed like forever. I felt my pants being undone but I felt Zara's hands still around me. I was surprised to see Rhea unbuckling me. Looking up at me and Zara she said, "I can still see some cock can't I?" Rhea got my pants off and I started to get Zara buck naked too. Zara looked so fucking hot. Out of nowhere Gwen commanded, "Zara bend over and let Chris fuck you from behind over the desk. Rhea suck that cock so it's nice and hard for her." Without a word they did as she said. I looked at Zara's bent over and then felt a fully-clothed Rhea slowly kissing my dick. After a few light licks Rhea went deep! With Zara bent over I was even harder than before. Rhea released me and guided me towards Zara. The second I was inside Zara I kicked myself for not fucking her at my house. To Be Continued.... Closing Time I had only been at my job for two or three months. It was my senior year of college and internships were scarce. Rather than take out more student loans at the age of 21 I picked up my first waitressing job, which by the way is the shittiest profession on earth. I wasn't that great of a waitress but I figured it would hold me over until I could get another pathetic office job. Jen was new too. She started about a week after I and we ended up working a lot of the same shifts since she already had a degree and a day job. We always joked and enjoyed each other's company, and eventually became better friends, going to bars after work, catching the occasional play, and eventually inviting each other to our friends' parties. I had gotten this job when I was in my not-a-soul-knows-I-am-into-girls-too-phase. I was attracted to Jen, but I always figured she was straight, she had mentioned an ex-boyfriend/whatever she left back in New York. I knew I'd never get the guts to hit on a seemingly straight girl, let alone Jen. I still had never gotten up the courage to hit on a girl I knew was a lesbian either. One day everyone had been cut, other than us and a manager. Even the cooks had left. I was left closing down the bar. I grabbed one of the diced limes and stuck in my mouth, leaving a couple slices and threw the rest away. Jen walked behind the bar and cashed out her last table. "You goin' home after this?" She asked counting out her tips. "Probably. I've got a couple bottles of wine and all my roommates went to that concert in Scottsdale." I said as wiped down the counters. "What about you?" "Same. I figured I'd chill for the night, I have the next few days off." She said leaning up against the bar. The last of the customers left, and Jen and I cleaned up our tables, since we had let the bussers leave early. After we turned all of the closed signs off Jen shed the top half of her uniform and continued to close everything down in her small tank top. At 5'7", about 140, and 29 I was impressed with her physique. I had seen her in less clothes before, but compared to staring at her for the last 5 hours in a long sleeved-neck hugging shirt, I felt like she was practically wearing nothing. I could see her skin between the fabric of her thin shirt and the creased black jeans that unfortunately didn't show off my favorite physical aspect of her. I didn't stare too long, still concerned that my persona as a straight college student/waitress could be in jeopardy if I lingered on her bare skin too long. Our manager was in her office, finishing up the paperwork and the tallying up our sales for the evening. I quickly averted my gaze to something under the bar, feeling my thongs wetness. I picked up the last slice of the lime and sucked on the juice. I picked up the rest of the fruit and stuck it in bag to go back to the refrigerator. On my way back I found some unopened whipped cream laying on a counter. I picked it up as well. After dropping the fruit off in the walk in refrigerator I made my way back towards the walk in freezer. The door closed behind me as I reached to the highest shelf where the rest of the frozen milk products called home. I heard the door open again. I shifted the boxes around to make more room, assuming my manager had walked in behind me to make sure I was doing my job or something like that, I didn't turn around to check. I continued rearranging the boxes until I felt two hands run themselves across my abdomen. I dropped from my tip toes to my heels, still certain that my manager Wendy had entered the freezer behind me. I was frozen. More solid than the produce that surrounded us. That is until Jen's voice echoed through the freezer, melting the tension. "I really hope you are into this because I don't know what else to do." She placed her lips on my neck and slid her hand down the front of my pants. I stood still. Allowing her to kiss the side of my jaw and feel the juices that now soaked my thong. I turned around, allowing her hands to shift towards the small of my back. I took in her green eyes, unsure if this was actually what was happening. She pulled into me, tilting her head, meeting her lips to mine; I obliged. We didn't say another word. She allowed my hands to explore her body. Finding her swollen nipples from either being turned on or the thirty degree atmosphere, peaking through the thin fabric of her undershirt. The smooth side of her neck, covered in chill bumps rising to meet my eager lips. Her hand was over my breast, groping for more. I suddenly became very conscious of my breast size, which at 5'9" and 130 was fairly meager, and must feel less satisfying under my nun like uniform. My mind was wandering. What did this mean for us. What did this mean for me? I had never had the confidence to so much as hit on a girl before. Was she a lesbian? Was she bi? Did this mean I was bi? All of these thoughts came to a screeching halt when the freezer door opened behind Jen. And unfortunately neither of our first instincts was to break apart, but to stay perfectly still. I dropped my hands and Jen did the same while distancing herself from me. Our manager Holly seemingly towered over us, even though she was 5'2" and probably wore a double zero. "I knew something was going on between you two." Holly said. taking a step closer. God, I wish Jen at least had kept her shirt on, even if it was unbuttoned she could be buttoning it up as Holly spoke, rather than both of us standing perfectly still, waiting in line to place our necks across the chopping block. "I am not going to lie though Sarah," she said directing herself towards me, "I am jealous." Holly looked hurt. "I dropped hints, letting you know I was into you. I just thought you had a crush on Jen, I didn't know you two were actually hooking up." Her piercing eyes held on to me. I wanted to tell her that this is a development so recent that we both had probably made 30 cents since it started. But I didn't. I said nothing. Still frozen. Holly approached me, placing her hands upon my hips. Still frozen. "I had never considered this before," pulling Jen closer too. Jen looked at me, with a look of utter confusion which I am sure mimicked mine. Before, I had always considered Holly gorgeous. But, I had always considered straight girls off limits. Holly pulled me closer by the belt loops of my black slacks. Her lips meeting mine. I was beyond confused. Less than 10 minutes ago I had never kissed a girl in my life, let alone leave any room for any speculation towards my sexuality. I didn't know what do. Holly pulled Jen closer and began groping her breast, maintaining her kiss with me. I saw Jen close her eyes. Was I really about to have a three some my first time even expressing any interest in the same sex? Apparently. I placed my arm around Jen, sliding it down to her ass, which was unbelievably tighter than I had imagined. I slid my hand between her pants and ass and squeezed. I removed my lips from Holly's and replaced them on Jen's neck, as a moan escaped Jen's lips. I felt someone's hands on my ass and another on my breast. I could honestly care less whose they belong to. Holly squeezed between me and the back of the freezer. Once again a hand slid under the front side of my pants. I spread my legs, allowing her fingers to pump in and out of me. Thrusting into me. I continued to work over Jen's throat, groping her now exposed breast. I found myself squeezing her nipple with every thrust into my steaming pussy. And soon enough I had stopped kissing Jen's neck and found myself bitting her shoulder, keeping the same pulsing grip on her left boob. As the thrusts into my pussy and the thumb on my clit were sending me closer to the edge. I could feel the tension rising as my mouth found Jen's. Tittering on the edge of an orgasm, I kissed Jen. Holly's fingers thrust once more into my pussy, soaking her hand and sending my body into a spasm. I collapsed into Jen, Holly kissing my neck from behind. I regained my balance and straightened myself up, I began kissing Jen again, pulling her closer to me, sliding my fingers into her identical black slacks. I worked her pussy while Holly found my breasts. Soon I felt another set of hands over mine, undoing the belt and buckle on Jen's slacks. I dropped down onto my knees, feeling the cold floor beneath my knees. My lips met her pussy. I savored my first taste of another woman, and began pumping my fingers into her while my tongue worked on her throbbing clit. Moments later I felt her legs stiffened. I slowed the pace of my fingers hoping I could put off her orgasm for a few more moments so I could take in every drip of the juices that escaped her pussy. Soon I drove my fingers into her, the muscles of her pussy clutching my fingers and flexing with every twitch of my tongue on her clit, and the hands on my head tightly pulled at my hair. I licked her juices long after the orgasm had subsided. I got to my feet, meeting Jen's lips with mine again. Holly's hands on my breasts again, as Jen's hands met my breasts. Our manager interrupted our kiss. "How about we take this to a warmer climate." She suggested, with a chilled shudder. I was still unsure if I was willing to share Jen much more my first night with her, but I invited them both back to my apartment anyways. Maybe having to work till close won't be so bad anymore. Closing Time I work as a security officer in a small company in Texas and have seen a lot of strange things since I started in the business. I've seen people having sex in cars in dark parking lots, seen others going at it in offices and I've even done it myself a time or two on different posts that I've worked on, but the story I have today is totally different. The site I'm working at these days is a shopping plaza. I have to patrol in car with a bubble light on top. It's a very boring job but I get to see a lot of very pretty women going back and forth from stores I'm the plaza. As an added bonus there is a strip club right next door and I get to see the dancers in street clothes. Recently a new restaurant opened up on the plaza and it's become very popular since there wasn't one in the area. The workers in this place don't have to wear uniforms other than company buttons with names on them. Most of the employees just wear t-shirts and jeans. One of the girls (Megan) normally wears shorts and very tight shirts. Last week I started going in during my shift to get sodas (they said I could get them free for watching after the store). I noticed Megan was wearing some loose fitting gym style shorts and a very low cut t-shirt. She was showing some serious cleavage and I just couldn't help but stare. I went over to the registers where she was working. "Do you have a first aid kit? I need a band aid." "I don't know, let me check." And she bent over at the waist and started looking thru the cabinets under the register. The whole time she was looking, I was too! I could see right down to her nipples! She looked up at me. "I don't see one here, was it important?" She noticed that I was staring down her shirt and smiled at me. "Sorry what did you say?" She stood up and moved closer, "You want a better look come back after closing." My mouth just about hit the floor. Here I am 45 years old and this 20 something girl is giving me a line like that? I replied, "Ok, I'll be back later." I went back out to the car and had to readjust my dick in my pants before I could even get in. I spent the next 4 hours driving around the parking lot with all kinds of pictures running thru my head. Would she really go through with it? Or is this just some big game to her? I went back a couple times to get more soda and she would smile and wink at me. One time I went in to use the restroom and she saw me coming and turned away and bent over to get something from the floor and her shorts where loose enough for me to see her pantie covered pussy peeking out at me. She twisted a little and looked back at me and smiled. I just had to too see if she was for real and gave her the follow me sign and headed into the back hallway. When she came around the corner I spun her around so she was facing the wall. "I hope you're really serious about this" I whispered into her ear as I ran my hand up the back of her leg, starting to feel the heat from her pussy. "Oh yeah. I'm very serious!" I ran my fingers over her panty covered pussy and she moaned "you better stop or we will get caught." "OK but you better be ready for me when I get back." I left her in the hall way and went out the back door, flipping the alarm switch to the off position as I left. I went back out to the car and did a few more patrols while I waited for the restaurant to close and everyone to leave. About 45 minutes later I was driving by the front and I saw her flash the lights as a signal that everyone was gone. I pulled around back and parked the car and turned off the lights. I walked in the back door and there she was waiting for me. "Ive been waiting for you to make a move on me for weeks, why haven't you" "I guess I just figured I was too old for someone like you." She walked up and wrapped her arms around my neck and said, "honey, you aint old" She started kissing me with a hunger that I haven't felt in years. I reached down and grabbed her ass lifting her off the floor. She wrapped her legs around me as I walked down the hallway to the office. I barely made it to the desk before I dropped her. I set her down on the desk and broke the kiss so I could take off her shirt. Even with her bra on her tits looked good. She reached behind and undid the bra and her gorgeous tits were free. I attacked her nipples with my mouth as she tried to get to my belt buckle. I stepped back and started to take off my clothes as she jumped up and took off the rest of hers. When she was done it was like I frozen. Here she is 20 some odd years old, baseball sized tits, almost bare pussy with a huge smile and hungry eyes...FOR ME! She stepped up and helped me finish undressing. She dropped my shorts to the ground and knelt down in front of me and grabbed my dick, looking up at me and licked me from my balls all the way to the head. I almost came then and there. "Oh shit that feels good!" She started to gently suck on the head running her tongue around the edges. I haven't had a lot of blow jobs in my life but this was definitely the best one yet. She went down all the way to the base and buried her nose in my pubic hair and back up several times and I just couldn't hold back any more. "Shit I'm coming already." she pulled back as I started to come and I watched as it shot into her mouth. I don't think I've come that hard in a long time. I shot maybe three spurts into her mouth and one missed and landed on her chin dripping down to her tits. My legs started getting weak so I dropped down to her level and kissed her deeply sharing my come with her. I laid her down on the floor and started sucking on her nipples as my hand went down to her pussy. She was totally soaked. As I started to move her lips with my fingers she started to moan. I was hard again already and just couldn't take the wait so I spread her legs and pushed my dick in as hard as I could, making her scream out a little. "Oh my god you feel so good inside me." I started pumping in and out as slow as I could to make this last as long as possible. She wrapped her legs around me and started to moan into my ear "harder, please!" I stopped moving and pulled back. "You want harder then get on your knees" She scrambled around and stuck that cute little ass in my face and looked back at me, "fuck me now, HARD!" I grabbed her hips and slid back into her feeling her pussy squeeze at my dick as I slid back in. I took a deep breath and started to ram into as hard and fast as I could. I knew I wouldn't be able to last very long so I did the best I could. She was grunting with every thrust and her pussy was grabbing me every time I pulled back. I lasted longer than I thought I would, she came at least four times that I could count, screaming out each time. When I felt that I was going to come I pulled out of her wet pussy and started coming all over her ass. She spun around to suck the last out of me. I had to stop her because my dick was so sensitive that it almost hurt to be in her mouth. I fell back on the floor and she crawled up on top of me. "Still think you're too old?" "No...I think you just killed me" Closing Time Hello, I hope you enjoy. Please let me know what you think. This one was fun to make. XXOO * * * * * Click Here to listen. (20 min/mp3) * * * * * Closing Time It was a better than average day at the Riding Shop, but it was Black Friday. The store had been on Main Street for nine months and had barely hung on. In spite of being a small city not far from a few horse farms and the country club where there were horse stables and riding lessons for teenagers, the store that specialized in riding boots, jodhpurs, breeches and other items associated with horseback riding finally began to get noticed and more importantly shopped in. Michael Valdez, the 5'8", movie star handsome, olive skinned, 25-year-old, manager, with a smooth oval face, big dark brown eyes, thick clean-cut black hair, and a well-toned 145 pound frame his tight red t-shirt, skintight white riding breeches, thin black belt, and shiny black riding boots, hugged almost obscenely, locked the door at 9:00 P.M. sharp. He was so glad the store was finally closed for the day, he had been working since 5:45 A.M. and between the big Thanksgiving Day meal, and eating junk food all day long had an urge to move his extremely full bowels and urinate. A knock on the door gave him a start, but he unlocked it anyway, after all a sale was a sale. "Can I exchange these?" Todd Fox, the 5'6", cute as a button, baby-faced, well-tanned, 19-year-old, with high cheekbones, big baby-blue eyes, thick wavy golden-blonde hair, and a silky smooth well-toned 135 pound, his white t-shirt, canary-yellow spandex pants and white sneakers, almost looked painted on, asked the store manager. Michael examined the lady's white riding breeches. "Are these for you?" He asked slightly confused, both from the style, size and huge wide golden-brown skidmark. "Oh no." Todd blushed as he stepped in the shop that smelled of fresh leather and felt his thick circumcised 9" penis harden as his hairless walnut sized balls got as tight as a drum, said "These are for my aunt." "What size do you need?" Michael asked, as he admired the outline of the cute teenager's cock through the stretched out spandex pants. "She is 40" around her hips and stands 5'7" tall." Todd admitted as he blasted a loud smelly fart! "Let me see what I have in the back." Michael sniffed the big skidmark as he went into the storage room. A balled up pair of nude pantyhose were forced in the handsome manager's mouth as he was shoved against the wall! He was so scared he wet his skintight white riding breeches as the gloved hands taped his hands behind his back! He moaned incoherently as a wide ace bandage was wrapped over his smooth lower face to hold the balled up pantyhose in his mouth. He ripped a few ungentleman like farts as burst from his puckered bumhole. "Do anything stupid and you pee sitting down. Understand stud?" The 5'11", blue eyed, robber, with thick curly strawberry-blonde hair and a very shapely 40DD-28-40 hourglass figure the black spandex catsuit, wide black leather belt, black spandex hood, black leather gloves and black riding boots hugged like a glove, warned Michael. The bound and gagged captive could only meow incoherently through his pantyhose stuffed mouth. He watched helplessly as the statuesque robber opened another plastic egg and balled up another pair of nude pantyhose. She grabbed the 3" wide roll of white stretchy medical tape and snuck into the store. Todd never saw the robber before he was grabbed from behind and the pantyhose were stuffed in his mouth! He was shoved into the storage room as he soaked his stretchy canary-yellow spandex pants with warm amber urine! The robber taped the cute blonde's hands behind his back and then his ankles together, while poor Michael watched. The robber then taped the dark haired captive's booted ankles together and then unhooked the phones in both the storage room and main store. The two bound and gagged men watched helplessly as the robber looted the store, stole the money and it was a good day's haul, and then went through storage room for expensive boots, breeches and jodhpurs. The woman seemed to know where to go and what to take. Todd could not help but notice how big Michael's frontal bulge had gotten and because of the fresh accident the outline of his thick circumcised 8" penis was very noticeable. He got excited too! He stood awkwardly and watched the buxom robber fill big bags with expensive clothing. She went in and out of the backdoor and loaded a stolen white van as the two handsome victims struggled helplessly against the counter, in their pee soaked pants. The robber slammed the backdoor one last time and fled into the night a lot richer than when she arrived. Michael looked over the cute captive and got more excited. He at least had good-looking company for a dire situation. He felt pressure against his bumhole, he had been holding in his bowels too long and of all times could no longer control himself. He hopped to the bathroom, not that he could pull down his tight riding breeches. The horrible smell almost knocked him over. He got to the tiny bathroom and looked inside. Someone had blocked up the toilet with what looked like an elephant sized fecal deposit in the toilet! The stench was awful, but Michael tried to remember who used the bathroom, it was off limits to customers, and of the two part-time helpers in the store he pictured, Kim Marx, the 5'3", studious, but pretty, olive skinned, 20-year-old, with a pretty round face, big doe shaped golden-brown eyes, that her red framed glasses highlighted nicely, thick curly brunette hair, and an overripe 34DD-24-36 hourglass figure that riding breeches seemed just perfect for complained about a tummy ache, and then there was Samantha Kittredge, the 5'7", well-tanned, very attractive, 19-year-old, with an oval face, big almond shaped bright blue eyes, thick long braided brown hair, and a very shapely 37EE-25-35 hourglass figure that her breeches always seemed a size too tight, was a notorious toilet blocker. He got hard thinking about both possibilities. He heard a thunderous fart from across the room. Todd had to pinch a loaf also and from the way he made faces, he couldn't wait much longer either! Todd hopped to the bathroom, and his cock looked hard as a rock inside his tight piss soaked spandex pants! Todd turned a few shades of red as he pushed, farted and pushed out a hot, very fat, smelly, semi-solid, chunky, copper-brown, torpedo in between his tight hairless balls and wide upper asscrack! The seat of his pants tented out prominently as he spurted man juice in them as well as fresh hot smelly feces! He couldn't seem to stop pooping as the seat in his stretchy pants almost split apart from the five grapefruit sized smelly deposit! He always climaxed after pooping in his pants which seemed all too often since he moved into his gorgeous aunt's house a year earlier! Michael felt pre-cum leak from his erect dick as he relaxed his sore sphincter muscles, he surrendered his fight to control his bodily functions. He had a good excuse to soil himself for a change. He had been bound and gagged after all. He blasted a thunderous fart as he pushed! He felt a 3" in diameter, steamy, solid, odorous, smooth, shiny golden-brown, turd almost split his anus apart! The hefty load of pungent smelling crap gathered in between his tight hairless balls and wide upper asscrack and slowly formed into a three eggplant sized blob in between his muscular legs as he came like never before! He swore the riding breeches would split apart as the last of the hefty solid movement plopped out of his full rectum! The room smelled of three toilet blocking pooploads as the two boys admired their huge holiday efforts! Todd got excited all over again as he watched Michael's cock get recharged! He pressed himself against Michael's piss and semen stained frontal bulge with his! He had another intense orgasm as he pressed and tried to kiss the handsome Latin stud with his gagged mouth. Michael soon had another climax as he dropped an egg sized turd in his already too full once white riding breeches! Roxy Hart, the 5'7", Barbie doll faced gorgeous, 51-year-old, former model and B-movie actress, with high cheekbones, big almond shaped hazel eyes, thick curly just below her shoulders flaming-red hair, and a very curvaceous 38GG-26-40 hourglass figure that her tight red knit sweater, white spandex pants and 5" shiny red highheels, that showed her off all too well got out of her white Mustang on Main Street and strutted to the Riding Shop, Todd was never this late and all he was going to do was exchange the riding breeches she needed for a bondage shoot on Monday. She had a feeling the skidmark on the seat might be a problem, but Todd was so cute and had a feeling the studious buxom clerk would fall for his charms and large penis that his spandex pants hardly concealed. The lights were off and the 'Closed' sign was on the door. She then noticed lights on in the back. She went around the back of the building to have a look and perhaps use the bathroom, after all it had been almost four days and the big dinner the day before really did her full bowels in. She hoped to do her business at home, but this was an emergency! The white van pulled up to the backdoor of the Riding Shop. The buxom robber decided to grab the rest of the riding boots and a few other items. Roxy knocked on the backdoor unaware that it wasn't locked. She banged on the steel door as her full bowels rumbled for relief! The buxom redhead never had time to react! A balled up worn black thong panty was jammed in her luscious mouth before she had a chance to cry out for 'Help!' and two wide strips of white stretchy medical tape was plastered over her full red lips as she was pushed into the smelly storage room! The robber quickly taped her well-manicured hands behind her back as the two handsome captives stared helplessly as their hard cocks tried to burst from the tight wet and pooped in pants! Roxy was so upset she soaked her white spandex pants with warm yellow pee as she farted a few too many times. The robber taped her pencil thin ankles together and wondered how such dainty looking thing could support such a voluptuous body. She was right behind the gorgeous buxom redhead when it happened! The last smelly fart almost caused the kinky buxom robber to pass out! Roxy barely pushed as four days' worth of hot, pungent smelling, very fat, solid, shiny bronze, poops, oozed out of her tight and sore butthole and gathered between her clean shaven vulva to her lovely wide upper asscrack and stopped just short of her rear waistband! She could not stop pooping as the spandex expanded to the size of four overripe melons! She had a series of uncontrolled climaxes as the last of the huge toilet blocker settled in her white spandex pants! Todd was so turned on he ran his spandex covered cock against Michael's riding breeches clad leg and spurted semen! Michael was throbbing in his breeches as he watched the gorgeous buxom redhead drop the biggest load of poops he ever saw in her pants! He would give her as many pairs of breeches as she wanted as long as he got to see her pee and poop in her pants! The robber went right for the boots and began to load them in the van. She was rather excited herself after seeing the gorgeous redhead drop a huge poopbomb in her spandex pants and the two young men, well they were just so cute. She took all of the boots from the shelves and even took a few more pairs of jodhpurs and breeches. The robber discovered a shelf filled with Co-Flex bandage wrap that was supposed to be used on horses' ankles. She found a roll of red 4" stretchy bandage and wrapped it over Roxy's already gagged face, then used a roll of black wrap over Michael's gagged mouth and finally a roll of white stretchy 4" tape over Todd's packed mouth. They all tried to communicate to the captor; but only garbled meows came out as the two young men got hard all over! The robber played with the front of Todd's still wet spandex pants and made him spurt. She then brushed up against Michael's healthy bulge and abruptly stopped, just to get him a little mad! The robber found some scissors and cut the sweater off of Roxy and was rather impressed at how firm her huge natural wonders stood in the overworked spandex sports bra that did nothing to hide her all too tiny blood-red nipples. Michael was throbbing in his soiled once crisp white riding breeches! He wanted relief, but was only able to piss instead! Meanwhile in the front of the store at midnight; "This is crazy." Kim Marx informed her best friend and co-worker. "Besides, now I have to poop!" "Michael will ask questions." Samantha said as she unlocked the front door to the Riding Shop. "My mother always blocks toilets." "It wasn't you then?" Kim seemed relieved. "No my mother stopped by and I let her use the bathroom." Samantha confessed. "I guess it was worse letting her in the back room then if I blocked the toilet myself. Besides I have to go so bad I can taste it!" The robber heard the bell go off and looked in the store. The lights were off but two buxom brunettes were coming her way. She grabbed two more packages of pantyhose and two blue horse bandages. "Lock the door." The robber pointed her unloaded pistol at the two young buxom beauties. "What is going on?" Samantha demanded to know. "Well if you must know I am robbing this place." The buxom robber admitted. "Now gag yourself and your pretty friend." She tossed Samantha the two new bandages and pairs of pantyhose. Samantha stuffed one balled up pair of taupe pantyhose in her luscious mouth and then the white pair in Kim's she wrapped the wide stretchy bandage over Kim's full pink lips and head four times. Kim meowed through her gagged mouth when she saw the other three captives in their soiled and embarrassing states. Samantha taped Kim's hands behind her back and wrapped more tape above and below her ample bosom, making the black spandex top tighter, if it was at all possible and her massive boobs look bigger, while Kim wet her shiny red spandex pants. Kim almost lost her balance when her best friend taped her ankles together, it was hard enough walking in 4" stiletto pumps, let alone standing in them while bound and gagged. Kim lost control and blasted out a very rancid smelling load of hot, steamy, chocolate-brown, fudge in her shiny red spandex pants! She climaxed as the chunky pudding gathered between her clean shaven pussy to her wide upper asscrack! She never climaxed so hard in her entire life as she dropped an almost seam splitting ten orange sized fecal deposit in her pants! The two young men both became aroused watching the cute brunette soil and wet herself. The robber even got excited as she gathered up some pantyhose to bind Samantha, since she used up the medical tape. Samantha struggled and tried to resist as the buxom robber tied her hands behind her back, with a pair of red tights, which forced her blue spandex sports bra to stretch a little too much and being a 37EE cup already stretched it a little too much, then tied her dainty ankles together with a pair of beige pantyhose, as she wet her light gray spandex pants with warm amber piss. She wobbled in her 5" navy blue highheels as the robber finished securing her ankles together. She blasted some smelly gas, bot to relieve pressure and upset the kinky robber, who instead of getting mad, became very aroused. Samantha pushed and grunted like a hungry bear as a very hot, almost ass splitting, super solid, knobby, olive-brown, missile shot out of her sore anus and forced the seat of her spandex pants to swell out well beyond normal limits! She had a few wild orgasms as the super hard chunks covered her quaking cunt lips and slid up her wide asscrack! She finally calmed down a couple of minutes after the six bananas sized solid deposit settled in her overstretched spandex pants! Roxy slowly backed up to the fire alarm and with some effort pulled the lever! The noise almost burst everyone's eardrums! It most of all scared the robber enough to run away. The robber wet her spandex catsuit as she got in the van and sped away. Boxes of boots fell out of the back since she hadn't shut the backdoor before taking off! The sound of firetrucks speeding down Main Street at first made the five bound and gagged captives happy, but Michael all of a sudden felt embarrassed as the three trucks stopped right in front of the store with a police cruiser right behind them! Office Raquel Lopez, the 5'6", olive-skinned, beautiful, 24-year-old, rookie police officer, with high cheekbones, big almond shaped dark brown eyes, long thick auburn-blonde hair that she wore in a loose bun, and an overripe 40FF-27-40 hourglass figure that her tight tan shirt, skintight tan riding breeches and shiny brown riding boots hugged like a glove charged into the smelly shop with her pistol drawn! She felt dampness between her thick, but well-sculpted legs as she looked over the helpless, but somewhat happy bound and gagged captives! She couldn't wait to write out this police report! Closing Time My senses were inflamed by the whiskey we'd shared and my blood was heated by the look in his eyes. We'd been hanging out at our neighborhood bar, playing games and laughing with the regulars; I'd worn a flowing top with a low, square neckline, jeans, and the boots he likes so much. My hair was loose and tousled, inviting his hands to run through it. Jack was looking especially good tonight, too, with his worn black jeans caressing every inch of his legs and showing off his magnificent ass. The hockey sweater hung off his broad shoulders and hid the firm torso that lurked under the soft fabric. My fingers knew the feel of his body and I was aching to touch him again. As the hour grew later, the other patrons trickled out, leaving just me, my man, and the new bartender. Jack's hand was resting on my thigh under the table where we always sat, in the corner by a window. I tried to concentrate on the view of the restaurant across the street, feeling sorry for the smokers standing out in the light snow that fell from February skies. I knew that if I let myself think about what Jack was doing, I would loose control. Seeing that I was trying to ignore him, Jack shot a wicked grin over to the bartender and told him to look away, since he was about to prove that I could not ignore him any more. He started by lightly dragging his fingertip across the neckline of my shirt, just barely touching my skin; heat shot through me, making my breath catch and my quim throb. Still, I didn't acknowledge his touch, and just let him get on with his work, wondering what he'd do next. Of course, the bartender hadn't looked away, and since I hadn't visibly responded, Jack knew he'd have to up the ante so the guy didn't think he'd been bragging in vain. Spurred on by male competitiveness, and reckless because of the liquor, Jack hooked his finger in the shoulder strap of my bra and the neck of my shirt and slid them off my right shoulder. When I turned my head to shoot a questioning look at him, he captured my gaze. I could see the challenge in his eyes as he slowly lowered his head to my shoulder, dropping feathery little kisses on the tender skin. Reflexively, my head rolled back and I arched my neck, purring just a little under my breath. As Jack's lips travelled up the side of my neck, and his hand returned to move up my thigh to my denim-covered crotch, the bartender quietly moved closer. "Fuck, that's hot," he whispered, watching me open my thighs to give Jack full access. Knowing that he had won my complete attention and there would be no more pretending to ignore him, Jack removed his hand from my pussy and slid it behind my head to bring me in for a full, deep kiss. His other hand slipped the straps off my still-clothed shoulder and dipped inside my bra to caress my breast. As his rough palm stroked my oh-so-tender nipple, I knew that it was time for me to take charge of the situation. Pulling free of Jack's grasp, I stood up abruptly and stared down at him. I could see the worry in his eyes -- he thought I'd be angry with him for pawing me in public this way. The bartender started backing away slowly, but stopped in his tracks when I dropped to my knees and put my hands to Jack's belt buckle. I quickly opened his belt and waistband, then slid down the zipper of his jeans and slipped my hand inside to find his beautiful cock, which was hard already, of course. Pulling his pants apart as far as possible, I dropped a quick kiss on the moist tip of his erection, causing him to jerk slightly, and evoking sighs of envy from the watcher. Since this was now my rodeo, I didn't give him the blowjob he so clearly expected. No, I wanted the whole enchilada, and I meant to get it. Glancing over at the barman standing there in shock, I bent down and pulled off my boots, then undid my jeans, dropped them to the floor, and kicked them aside. "Now," I said, "who wants to help me out here?" I gestured to my panties to clarify, in case there wasn't enough blood going to the guy's head. He sprang into action, shoving my panties down and pulling my shirt off over my head. I dealt with the bra myself and then moved forward to hover over Jack, my legs spread and my hands on his shoulders. I quickly pulled Jack's sweater off, baring his golden-brown skin so I could run my hands over him. His nipples tightened up, and I flicked one with my fingernail as he wriggled his jeans down past his knees and kicked them off along with his shoes. The bar guy stroked my skin, zeroing in on my breasts; he leaned forward and captured my left nipple between his lips, sucking so hard my knees buckled. He spread his large hand on my back to help support me while I eased down on Jack's cock. As I lowered onto him, I looked into Jack's eyes, watching them blur when he felt my heat just barely touch him. I couldn't resist breaking eye contact and looking down to the point of entry -- as my nether lips parted and his cock forced them further open, my mouth dropped open, too, and a groan gasped out of my throat, my head tossed back and my whole body arched forward to accept his length. That first moment of penetration is what I'd been longing for all night, and I was sopping wet from the anticipation. Jack's chair was the perfect height to allow me to plant my feet solidly on the floor, giving me total control of how deep he could go into my cunt. Using my thigh and ass muscles, and gripping his shoulders with both hands, I rose and fell just enough so his cockhead rubbed against my g-spot. Meanwhile, the man hovering around us touched me wherever he could; stroking down my back until his fingertips teased my sensitive asshole, while the other hand played with my tits and occasionally darted down to find my clit. Jack didn't even bother trying to touch me -- he just held on to the seat of his chair, enjoying the view of my white breasts being mauled by the bartender, and the sensation of my wet pussy engulfing him. I took it slow, just sliding up and down on the stiff pole inside me, undulating my hips in circles so I could feel him everywhere. I kissed him softly, just brushing his lips with mine, not letting him go deeper, then teased him by turning my head and offering my mouth to the stranger. He kissed me aggressively, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and grasping my breasts hard. He tangled his hand in my hair and pulled me back so he could bite at my nipples, still holding me by the hair. My body was now off-balance and my cunt was pressed tight against Jack, who pushed the other man aside and pulled me back up against his torso. My bruised nipples gloried in the feeling of the rough hair on his chest, and I grinned at Jack in anticipation of the lengths he'd go to in order to prove that I belonged to him. Taking control again, Jack discovered that his position on the chair gave him the leverage to thrust up unexpectedly, making me squeal in surprise when he jammed his full length into me, hard. He knew the excitement I felt when he asserted himself, so he wrapped his arms around me and stood up, knocking his chair over and letting his cock slide out of me. He held me for a moment to make sure I had my balance, and he whispered in my ear, "He can have your cunt, but only I take your ass," letting me know that one of my favorite fantasies was about to come true -- I was going to have both holes filled tonight! I reached out to grab the bartender and pulled him in for a deep, slow kiss while my hands were busy at his waist, loosening his pants and pushing them down. Jack shoved the chairs aside and swept the table clear so the bar guy could lay down on it, his erection bouncing in the air invitingly. I mounted up, kneeling on the table with my legs as far open as I could manage, taking his short, thick cock into me in one smooth thrust. I was looking out the window again, and saw that the smokers across the street had a great view of what we were doing. I gave them a little smile and wave as my inner muscles tightened around the cock inside me, making delicious contact all along his shaft. He drew me down against him, claiming my mouth again in a deep kiss that left me breathless. For a moment, all I could think about was this stranger, and how his body felt under mine, his hands grasping my hips as he pulled me closer, his scent filling my mind with lust. Jack was hovering behind me, watching as another man's body invaded mine. I felt him gently touch the wet, stretched skin of my pussy, spreading my juices around and skimming his fingers over my little asshole. He slipped a fingertip inside, and then popped it out and replaced it with his thumb, pressing more deeply and squeezing my ass cheek at the same time. I looked over my shoulder and begged him to complete the fantasy for me -- I wanted his solid heat pressed against my back while he claimed my most exquisitely sensitive opening. "Please, baby, don't tease me...you know what I want...just slide your big cock into my ass...do it now!" I rolled my hips against the man beneath me, bringing my ass up and crushing my clit at the same time. Gasping when Jack finally put his cock to my opening, I arched my back even more, bringing my tits up where the other man could get at them again. Jack eased forward, pushing me higher against the man under me, so my breasts swung over his face. The stranger raised his head and took a nipple in his mouth, once again using his teeth to torture me with pain made my cunt clench with pleasure. As Jack slid his length into my ass, I held absolutely still, drowning in the sensation of being completely filled, front and back, while my body adjusted to Jack's presence. When he started to move within me, I lost control and wildly sobbed, begging him once more to fuck me hard and force my cunt down around the cock impaling me from below. "Oh God, please...more! Don't stop...oh, I can't take it all! But don't stop, I need it...I need to be fucked liked this! Do it, do it, do it!" Jack slammed into me, and I could feel his cock rubbing against the other guy's, deep within me, separated only by a delicate layer of flesh; my flesh, which was now being stimulated from all sides, pushing all coherent thought from my mind. I was a beast now, growling with need, driving myself to the edge and taking the men with me. I burst into orgasm with a wild cry, spurring the men to even faster thrusts and bringing on their own climaxes at the same time. They spurted into me as I panted and writhed, collapsing in a sweaty heap on the table. I held them both inside me for a moment, jerking with aftershocks and gently squeezing them with my cunt and ass. The stranger touched my face softly, and Jack twined his fingers with mine and kissed my back. After they had slipped out of me and we'd retrieved our clothes, Jack invited the bartender to come stay with us for the weekend. He accepted, on the condition that next time, Jack fuck him in the ass while he took my cunt. I just love a man with initiative. Closing Time It was closing time for the rental store and the last worker was closing down. She walked to the front and started to lock up. He ran up as she went to close a door. He stopped and smiled as she looked at him startled. "I need to make a payment; I was hoping to catch you." He said as the blonde thought and decided to let him come in. "Sure, I haven't shut the computers down, follow me." She said turning to lead him as he smiled at her tight, tan pants and nice ass. She walked past the beds and he decided to strike. He rushed up and grabbed her hair and pulled her back. She let out a startled yelp as he put his arm around her neck and wrestled her to the floor. He made sure to feel her firm C cups in the process. She tried to get away as he ripped her top off and popped her bra open letting her tits out. She looked down with wide eyes as her tits bounced around as she fought. He pinned her to the floor and shoved his hand down the front of her pants. She looked at him in fear as she felt his fingers rubbing her lacey thong. She knew he had her and was going to lose as his fingers slipped past the thong and into her pussy. He fingered her and sucked her tits for a while, just long enough for her body to take over her feelings and it worked. She closed her eyes as her body let her mind get overtaken by the feelings. He then pulled his sticky fingers out and pulled her pants down. He flipped her over to her back and removed her thong with a quick pull. She looked down as her mind snapped back to reality. He forced her legs apart and she realized his hard on was exposed and he was aiming to fuck her sexy body. He smiled and finally he won the battle of the legs. He held her arms down and shoved into her warm, wet pussy. He began to pound her tight body as deep as he could. She closed her eyes as tears flowed down her face and made her makeup run. She was getting violated by him and couldn't fight him off. His cock plunged deep into her body and he smiled at the tightness he was in. He closed his eyes and fucked the blonde hard as he cries echoed through the store. He grabbed her legs and bent them up by her head. He got even deeper. She began to feel herself give in as the cock worked her body well. She closed her eyes and moaned as he smiled and kept on digging deep into her body. He kept going until he felt it and then with one deep thrust, she felt it also. Her eyes widened as the warm fluid filled her body up. She looked at him as he kept thrusting slowly as his seed kept spewing out and into her. She fainted and fell limp as he pulled out of her. He stood up smiling and put his cock away. He looked around and decided to have some more fun with her. He picked her up and carried her to a bed and dropped her on to the mattress. He grabbed her keys and went out to his van for a duffle bag he liked to carry. He came back in and locked the doors up. He smiled as he walked towards her naked body. He put her in the middle of the bed and opened her legs wide. He pulled some rope out and tied her ankles then tied them to the bed posts. He then got her wrists tired and tied them to the other two bed posts. He smiled as he felt her tits and ran his hand over her smooth skin. He pulled a mouth gag out and put it on her mouth. He blind folded her and then went a chair to sit down. He stood up and walked to the bed and felt her up again, he could never resist a tied up woman. He pulled out his cock and climbed on top of her and began to fuck her again. He closed his eyes and pounded her as hard and as deep as he could. She didn't move as he had his way with her again. He filled her up and pulled out smiling. He zipped up and lay beside her as he dozed off. Morning came and he woke up and realized he was still there, he just wanted a nap. He heard the back door unlock and he ran behind some stacked boxes. He hid as he waited to see who it was. It was early; the store had another hour to open. He waited and watched the door to the backroom. Lindsey came walking in and he grinned at the prospect of another victim. She went into the office and turned on her computer and set her bags down. She was a sexy brunette and her uniform shirt and pants were nice and snug today. He was ready and willing to get inside her next. He was about to nail one that many have wanted into for a while. She walked out and looked around the store. She headed towards the bed that had her coworker tied to it. He crept around all the furniture and got behind her. He eyed her ass and smiled as her tight pants showed it nicely. He was about to get her when she stopped. He stood still as she starred at the sight of her friend. He slowly walked up behind her and then she turned around. He grabbed her and shoved her to her ass. Lindsey looked up stunned as he grabbed her brown hair and forced his cock into her mouth. She struggled and kicked as she was forced to suck it. She looked around as her mouth was slid up and down his hard dick. Her eyes widened as he filled her mouth with the warm cum. He held her nose and forced her to swallow it. He pulled out and laughed as she sat there starring at him with the stunned look on her face. He grabbed her hair and pulled her up to her feet as she let out a yelp. He slid his hand up her shirt and under her bra. He felt her tit as she struggled to free herself. Lindsey was going to be his next victim in his fuck fest across town. He pulled his hand out and smiled at her. "Who are you?" She asked as he grabbed her by the throat. "The man who is going to fuck you silly." He said shoving his hand down her pants and thong. He fingered her as she struggled. He laughed as her warm fluid rushed out of her and covered his hand. He tightened his grip on her neck until she was \gasping for air. He dropped her and pulled her pants off and removed her thong. He flipped her to her back and lifted her legs as she was still dizzy from the lack of breathing. He plunged his cock into her tight pussy and began to violate her now. He smiled as he thrust his dick deep into her now wet pussy. Lindsey gave up the fight and just laid there starring off into space as he fucked her mind away. He tore her top and bra off and let her tits out so they could bounce around to the fucking she was receiving. Lindsey wasn't aware he was even doing her anymore. She slipped away as he continued to bang her relentlessly. After a while, he filled her up and pulled out. Then shoved his wet, sticky dick up into her tight ass and anal fucked her. Lindsey fainted and was filled in both holes. He finished and stood up. "Damn girl, you lost your mind!" He said walking towards the back room and leaving the store. He drove off in search of more women to violate. His work was not done yet. Closing Time At closing time, you take what you can get or you go home alone. Tonight, he was lucky. The drunken girl who said yes when he asked, 'wanna go home and screw,' was kind of cute. Not the prettiest thing he'd seen all night. Maybe a little chunky, maybe a little plain, but she had a nice enough face and body and she was willing to fuck a stranger. They wasted no time once they were through his door. Her tongue was is his mouth and they both struggled to shed clothes. He roughly grabbed her tits when they popped out of her bra and started sucking them hard. She grabbed his hard cock and started stroking it. In their drunken frenzy, who knew if he shoved her or if they just fell over, but the ended up sprawled on the sofa. "Fuck me now!" she screamed. He brought her legs up and slammed his cock into her. Her cunt was wet and hungry. It swallowed the big pole and she moaned as he slammed it in hard and fast. He felt himself heading for a quick shot. "How am I going to dump this bimbo" he thought as he picked up his pace heading for the finish line. "Not so fast stud" she hissed as she twisted his nipples hard. The sudden pain made him jump back. His cock popped out of her cunt and slapped the reddish fuzz of her bush. "Make it last boy. I want it in my ass!" No need to ask twice. He usually had to beg bitches to take it up the butt. This one was ready to roll. He flipped her over and slapped her bubble butt. He liked the red handprint on her ivory white ass, so he smacked her again. "Oh Yeah!" she cried. "Spank that ass!" He smacked her hard. She shook she ass after every blow. "Thank you, can I have another!" When her ass went from creamy white to cherry red, he decided it was time to burry the bishop. He spread the hot cheeks, took aim, and plowed straight in. Most chicks scream if he slams it home right away. This chick scream too, "Ram me hard Boy!" He slammed her ass hard and fast. His head was spinning from the booze and the rush of fucking this bitch. Something was weird though. Something wasn't right. His dick was going in her shitter too easily. Her asshole was too well lubed. Then he smelled something foul. He looked down and saw shit seeping out of the hole with every stroke! His cock was coated with her brown butt slime! "You're shitting, bitch!" he screamed falling backwards. His shit covered cock bouncing in the air. "Oh," she said with a wicked grin as she turned around. "That bothers a big stud like you? You don't want to be called a fudge packer?" He started to sputter. This bitch was pissing him off! Then, she did the weirdest thing. She leaned over and took the shitty cock in her mouth! She slurped up and down on that rancid pole, sucking the shit off his dick and she driving him crazy with her tongue. He was weirded out that he was so turned on! It didn't take long now. It didn't take long at all before he was shooting huge wads of cum down the sluts throat! She kept slurping cum and shit from his rod. As he finished cumming, he realized his bladder was bursting. Those dozen or so Buds were screaming to get out. He grabbed her hair and face fucked her as his cock started to go limp. "Turn around is fair," he thought. "One surprise deserve another." He let loose with a flood of piss in her mouth! The bitch tried to pull back, but he held her head firm. She gagged and clawed his ass with her nails. The intense pain made him release her head. She fell foreword and puked piss and beer all over the sofa. He aimed his piss at her hair as he felt the scratches on his ass. "Fuck you bitch!" he yelled. When she caught her breath, she reared up and slapped him hard across the face. "Don't you ever jam your cock down my throat again when you pee!" she screamed. "You could have killed me, you fuckwad! I'll drink your fuckin' pee if you just let me BREATH!" "What kind of bitch are you?" he spat back. "I'm the dirty fucking bitch who ate shit off your cock and puked on your piss," she shot back. "You made me fucking waste all that good pee! She scrapped some of the puke off the sofa and tasted it. "It's still nearly beer, asshole! I would definitely have drank it you hadn't forced things! You owe me now buster! The chick plopped down in the puddle of puke and rolled around giving her tits a sheen of recycled beer. She the lay face up in the mush and looked up at the stunned dude. "Ok smartass. You want dirty, let's get dirty. You owe me! You're going to take a dump right here," she said pointing to her red painted lips. What was he going to do? His sofa was already ruined. He turned as spread his cheeks. He felt her tongue on his asshole as he flexed trying to push out a load. "You don't wipe very well," she said laughing. "It stinks down here!" That did it! Her taunting was greeted by a massive fart followed by an explosive eruption of foul nearly liquid shit. The thick brown crap splattered the girl's face and tits and splattered across the living room. When his ass stopped spewing, he felt her mouth clamp over his hole and suck the last of the shit right out of him! He turned around and shuttered. The psycho bitch was covered in shit and puke. She was chewing and swallowing! She smiled up at him revealing brown shit coated teeth. "Mexican?" she asked. "You got a lot of jalapeno in your poo." He watched in shock as she scrapped up shit and stuffed it in her mouth. Her body was brown. Her hair was brown and she was chowing down on shit like a kid on candy. "You're a sick bitch," he said at last. She swallowed and looked up at him. She smiled a huge, shitty smile. "Yes I am. And you kissed this mouth!" she said sticking her brown tongue out. "Judging by the size of that hard on, I'd say you're one sick fucker too!" She was right; he had a raging hard on again. It shocked him that he was turned on by this shitty bitch. She scrambled up to her knees and grabbed his shoulders. "Let's use that thing!" she slurred. She pulled him down on top of her. She pulled him into the shit and puke. She rubbed shit on his chest and in his hair as he pounded her cunt with the biggest hard on he'd ever know. They fucked in the shit until they both passed out in a putrid mess. They're married now. Closing Time He had worked there a little over a year and half. Tending bar mostly, when it's slow during the week. She was already working there when he started. They didn't work together often but knew each other casually. She had blonde hair in a short boyish cut. Between the hair and her diminutive size he always thought of a pixie when he saw her. He had caught her eye, but she never let on. He was tall, maybe a little gangly. Still he was sweet, possibly a bit naive, but she liked that. Closing time. The last customers wander out and they are alone in the bar, makeshift pool hall. They make small talk as they work. She finishes washing up the glasses and putting them away. He, a few yards away, cleans up a pool table and puts always the cues. "You want to play a game?" she says. He smiles, "Sure, what are we playing for?" She thinks for a moment, "How about the loser performs for the winner." He raises an eyebrow and smirks a little. "Performs?" he thinks "No way am I doing karaoke." "Eight or nine ball?" he asks as he begins to gather up the balls. "Its not going to matter lets just get to action quick." she thinks. "Nine, you can even break." she says. "I am not too bad you know." he warns her. "Stop talking and break". She gives him a devious smile that goes unnoticed. He breaks, leaving everything on the table. He watches her as she lines up her shot. For the first time he notices her body. "Nice ass" he thinks as she bends over to take her shot. She misses. He lines up his shot on the one ball into the side pocket, sinking it easily. The shot on the two is easy and he moves on for the three ball. "Let's see what kind of concentration he has." she thinks. As he readies for his shot, she moves into his view at the other end of the table. He sees her movement and takes notice. Leaning on the cue, tuck between her legs and just behind her feet. She rises up on her tip toes, and appears to slide down the cue as it presses between her thighs. "Did I just see that?" he thinks. He goes for three in the corner, but he can't get that image out of his head. The ball ricochets off the corner of the pocket. "Your turn", he says. She downs the three, four, five and six quickly. He realizes now that he's in trouble. After the seven and eight he finally realizes that he's been hustled. "Are you ready to perform?" she says as she lines for the final ball. He smiles nervously; she drops the ball in the pocket. "Show time!" she says. He gives her a quizzical look, he still doesn't understand. She laughs, "You don't get it do you?" "I want to see you perform." She draws out "perform". "Take your shirt off", she softly says. He complies and removes the t-shirt. She drinks in the sight of his chest, he's not overly developed, but he's firm. She nods, as if instructing him to continue. He closes his eyes and tilts his head back; he can't believe he's actually doing this. His fingers slowly work the button fly of his faded jeans. She can see the growing bulge below his underwear now and unconsciously bites her lower lip in anticipation. He sticks his fingers under the waist of his jeans and pushes everything off his hips, revealing what she wants. He looks down at himself and then back at her. Her gaze transfixed on his semi-erection. He leans back against a pool table, and takes himself in his hand. He begins to stroke slowly, feeling himself growing in his hand. He reaches full size, and strokes the entire length, his thumb caressing the top ridge of the glans. She can feel her face getting flush. Her hand wanders up to her face and then slowly down her neck. Her eyes are fixed on his motion. Her fingers trail down her t-shirt, finding a nipple and slowly circling it. She begins to pinch it through the fabric. He begins to pump himself faster. She can hear him breathing harder. "I think you need a little help." She says as she walks toward him. She curls one hand around the back of his neck, pulling his head down to her level and kissing him hard. Replaces his hand on his cock with hers and begins to slowly stroke. He looks massive in her small hand and she loves the feel of him throbbing. She releases his neck and slowly drops to her knees. "Jesus!" he exclaims as her tongue trails up the length of him and flicks at the underside of the head. She takes him in her mouth slowly and looks up at him. He looks down and gazes into her eyes as he disappears into her mouth. She is staring back at him. He lets out a gasp as she lets the head escape from her mouth and draws it back in again quickly. Her hand begins to slowly pump the base of his cock as her mouth works the head. His body has gone limp and he supports himself with his hands as he leans against the end of the table. He lets out a whimper as she releases him and stands up. He gives her a pleading look as she strips off her t-shirt exposing her small breasts. "Time for you to check out my new wax job." she says with an evil grin. She unbuttons her jeans and swings her hips from side to side as she pushes the jeans and panties down. He can't believe how incredibly erotic it is watching her strip. She kicks the jeans and panties to the side and hops up on the end of the table. She motions for him. At first he does not move, just continues to drink in her nakedness. Finally he snaps out of it and walks toward her. She spreads her legs for him and he drops to his knees. He wastes no time in tasting her completely smooth mound. She's startled by his impulsiveness at first, then twists her fingers into his hair and pulls him further into her. She can feel him kissing her folds, drawing them into his mouth. His tongue slides up and down between them. Then it's inside of her. His tongue is quickly replaced by a finger though, and then two. She lets out a loud gasp when he draws her clit into his mouth. She leans back on one elbow and tightens her thighs around his head. She bucks her hips in rhythm with his sucking. "Shit! I need you inside me." She blurts in a hurried voice. She releases his head from her grasp and pulls legs up towards her chest. He stands up and pushes his jeans down further and kicks them off. Her ass rests at the edge of end rail, that bare mound beckoning his cock. He lays his cock against her folds; it slides around in her juices and his own saliva. It pushes against her clit a few times, causing a buzzing in her head. Finally he finds the mark and thrusts inside of her. He wraps his arms around the underside of her raised thighs and pulls himself in deeply. His thrusts become faster and more forceful. She can feel the head of his cock running against the top side of her sheath and hear his balls slapping against her ass. She reaches between her legs, groping for her clit. She finds it and rubs excitedly. He's excited by watching her play with herself and pushes deeper. Her hips begin to buck and he feels her legs twisting in her arms. Her fingers move faster and he can feel her start to spasm around him. "Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!" she screams, her spastic movements finally dieing down. She opens her eyes and smiles at him. She pulls her knees back further into her chest and plants her feet firmly in his chest. She then straightens her legs out, pushing him out of her and away. "Wait!" he shouts. She laughs at him and says "Go sit in the chair." He looks behind him and sees one of the bar chairs and does as he is instructed. She follows him and straddles him once he is seated. She takes his cock in her hand guiding him to her entrance. She lets the head dip in and out of her a few times before sliding all the way down it. She is sitting in his lap now, facing him. She puts both hands and his face and kisses him hard. Her hips thrusting back and forth. He feels her tighten, pull and then release around his cock, like her pussy is sucking him. His hands find her ass and his fingers dig in. He helps with the motion of her hips. His breathing becomes faster and forced. He can feel cum starting to well up in his cock. He pulls away from her kiss and buries his face in her shoulder. Her motions become faster as she anticipates his release. "Awwwww!! Oh fuck!" he yells as feels the cum forced from his cock and into her. He spasms a few times before releasing his grip from her ass and his body begins to go limp. She reaches around herself searching for where he enters her. Her fingers slide down and she cups his balls, stroking the underside with her finger nails. "Such a good boy" she says as she laughs at the drained expression on his face. She raises herself off of him and backs up. She turns around. He watches her ass bounce as she walks away. She stops where his t-shirt lays and bends over to pick it up. He is mesmerized by the sight. "Put your clothes on!" she says as she throws it at him with a grin. "Work just got a lot more fun." he thinks. Closing Time There's always one person you want but know you can never have. When you're in high school, he's the quarterback of the football team. The guy who exudes confidence and has every teenage girl hot and bothered when they think about him before bed. By the time you get to college, he's your young, hot art professor and you go crazy imagining a very "Ghost" like moment with him behind you at the potters wheel. When you're a young waitress at a small restaurant he might be the sexy blonde bartender but no matter who he is, the idea that you can never have him often makes you want him even more. While all three of those have been my kryptonite at one time or another, its the third guy who really piqued my interest. Who still piques my interest... It all started when I got a job serving at a local bar. The kind of place where everyone knows everybody and regular customers are more expected than diners checking the spot out for the first time. This was my first serving job so saying I was nervous would be an understatement. I walked in for my first night shift and the restaurant was pretty slow. A very cute blonde guy was standing behind the host station eyes affixed to a crossword puzzle. I felt an immediate attraction to him and stood at the door watching him for a little longer than necessary. Regaining my composure, I walked toward the stand but he was too wrapped up in the puzzle to notice. "Lost," I said. That obviously got his attention because he finally looked up, "what?" "Four letter word for confused. Lost. Which is what I am. My name is Eliza, I'm the new server." He smiled a gorgeous smile and stuck out his hand, "Yeah, sorry. We're so slow tonight I wasn't paying any attention to what time it was. I'm Jack." I took his hand and shook it holding on a little too long. What was wrong with me? I'm not usually this forward. He just smiled again and slowly pulled away. I finally got into work mode and listened while Jack and another waitress showed me how things worked around the restaurant teaching me the POS system and giving me a tour. When we got to the storage shed behind the restaurant, my mind started to wander- it was just him and me back there now. I could hear Jack talking, but all I could think about was him pushing me up against the wall, kissing my mouth, my neck, biting my chin, grabbing my tits, sucking my... "Eliza? Are you okay?" I snapped out of my fantasy feeling a little light headed. Jack was staring at me with an amused look on his face and continued talking about dressings, condiments, and everything else that was stored in the shed. After my shift I went home and poured a glass of wine to unwind. Jack kept popping into my head and no matter what TV show I tried to watch, the fantasies I was having wouldn't go away. I decided to take a bath and alleviate some of the heat I was feeling manually. Get a grip Eliza, I thought, he's your coworker. I really started to like the restaurant. The more I got the hang of serving, I discovered I was really good at it. I gave respectful friendly service to our older patrons, and flirted hard with the available and slightly unavailable men who came in and out of the bar. I received a lot of phone numbers on credit card receipts and great feedback from the families I waited on. I did more than my fair share of flirting with Jack too. I liked to tease him. Subtly but deliberate. I'd stick my ass out a little while wiping tables and slightly peek at the bar to see if he was watching. He usually was. I'd lightly graze my full breasts across his back when I was... "Right behind you," I said in a low voice. I was holding a rack full of glassware that Jack had brought to dish. We had been so busy this particular night that hand washing all those pints seemed like hell. Although I'd have gladly done it to be stuck with Jack for another hour or so. "Uh, thanks Eliza," he said obviously thinking about the heat that just passed between us. "No problem," I said nonchalantly, "is there anything else I can do for you?" He paused a minute and said with that sexy smile, "No, you're good." I came back from behind the bar and took a seat right in the middle. It was almost closing time and the place was empty besides a couple people outside. My gaze drifted to the patio and I noticed two of the employees from the fancy restaurant down the street ravaging each other. Clearly they had had a lot to drink but I honestly don't know if that perpetuated anything because hook ups between coworkers were second nature among workers of the neighboring places. It was getting hot and heavy between them. Hands up shirts, down pants... "Hey guys, its two," Jack's cool voice sounded out breaking their concentration along with my reverie. They just laughed and said see you later and Jack came back with a smirk on his face. He locked all the doors and came back behind the bar to pour us two beers. "Who knew we were in for a show. Can't lie, I was kind of into it." That got me going, Jack was watching them too. I looked up at him coyly as I drank my beer. "Bet we could do one better." Holy shit. Did I just say that? Jack laughed at my obvious embarrassment. I never have been good at keeping my thoughts to myself. "I think we probably could." Holy shit... did he just say that? He came from behind the bar and walked toward my bar stool never breaking eye contact. He stood behind my chair and slowly started giving me a massage. My chin dropped down to my chest and I closed my eyes as he worked my shoulders every so often dropping his hands lower grazing the top of my breasts. His head tilted down and kissed my neck his hands openly fondling my tits over my bra. I turned my head to meet his lightly biting his lower lip as if to say, "give me more." He got the message. A naughty light flashed in his eyes an even naughtier smile spread across his lips and he picked me up off the bar stool and set me on top of the bar facing him. He pulled my shirt over my head, unhooked my bra and threw them both on the floor letting my full 34D tits bounce free. He took one nipple in his mouth and sucked and licked as I pulled his head into my chest. He squeezed my other breast with his hand and pinched and tweaked my nipple causing sensation overload. I let my head fall back, my lips parting, eyes closing. I stayed that way focusing on his mouth and hands. He started kissing and licking his way down my chest, down my stomach, all the way down to the waistline of my shorts tracing the skin above the fabric with his tongue. He was driving me crazy and I struggled to unbutton my shorts. He pulled them off and his eyes widened when he realized I wasn't wearing any underwear. "You're a naughty girl," he said as he continued to tease me working his way down each thigh licking a trail to my pussy. He bit the lips of my pussy deliberately avoiding my clit which was making me insane. Then he found my little bud and lightly sucked it into his mouth making me moan in pleasure. He was trying to make me cum. That wasn't going to happen yet. Fighting every urge I had to just lay back and let him tongue fuck my pussy, I pushed him back and jumped off the bar. "My turn," I said with a wicked smile that I'm sure was the mirror image of his. I pushed him into a pulled out chair at the closest table and slowly sank to my knees. I unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts, reached into his boxers to pull out his fully erect cock. Never breaking eye contact. I looked down to see what I was working with and licked my lips extremely satisfied with his length and width. I bent my head down teasing the tip of his cock with my tongue, swirling it around then licking down the shaft teasing him the same way he had teased me. I licked slowly back up and took his whole cock in my mouth sucking as much of it as I could and using my hands for the rest. I bobbed up and down swirling my tongue the whole time. Faster, harder, slower, softer. Repeating this pattern until he moaned and tangled his fingers in my hair. I looked up and said, "I want you." Getting off my knees, I straddled him and sat down on his lap rubbing my clit all over his cock before he steadied me and slowly plunged inside. We both gasped as I started to ride him slowly at first, the pace quickening with each thrust. He felt so good and our fucking got hotter and more intense until I was bouncing up and down on his cock so fast I thought I'd cum right there. He pulled my head to his and explored my mouth with his tongue biting my lip, ear, neck hungrily. "Fuck me!!" I screamed and he got off the chair still plunged deep inside me and lowered me onto the floor. He slipped out and turned me around leaning me over the table. "Put your hands on the table," he said in a deep throaty voice." I complied and felt him push back inside me fucking me from behind. He reached out and wrapped my ponytail around his wrist gently pulling my hair. Oh. My. God. How did he know I liked that? He thrusted in and out moaning my name. "Fuck, Eliza, I'm coming." His orgasm matched my own and he collapsed on top of me pushing my body onto the table. I could still feel him inside of me and grinded my ass into him wanting even more. We stood that way for awhile catching our breath, our feverish bodies still pressed together... Definitely a shift I'll never forget. And to think, I never had a thing for blondes before. Closing Time It is an abnormally slow day at the office and it closes at 5:00. Only myself and a co-worker are still working in the office. It was 4:50 when my co-worker got a call from her kid saying that she needed to come home for some emergency. That is when you walked in. She looked at me and I could tell it was urgent so I told her she could go even though you had just walked in. I anticipated your visit to be quick so I assured her it would be fine. We were only open for another ten minutes anyway and I knew how to lock up so I insisted. She thanked me, gathered her stuff and quickly left. It was you and I left in the office. Making my way to the counter, I could feel your gaze on my chest and saw a smirk across your face. It was a hot day so I was wearing a sheer top with a low dipping neckline. The tops of my DDDs, were poking out from the top of my shirt, giggling and moving with every step I took. The air conditioning was on so my nipples where hard, poking through my shirt. I was in a shorter skirt, and had on black high heels. Approaching the counter I decided to really make my breasts jiggle. You were absorbed with every bounce they made. I instantly knew there was something about you. You had a warm smile, bright eyes, and gave off a sense of confidence. "How can I help you?" I said with a soft voice. My voice seemed to have startled you. I could of sworn you jumped at the sound. Looking flustered, you said you needed an appointment. Sighing because this process takes some time to complete, I looked at the clock and saw that it was time to lock up. Giving you some forms to to fill out, I moved towards the doors to lock them for the night. On my way to the doors, I accidentally brushed passed you and could feel your semi-hard cock. I locked the door and walked back to the counter. As I did this I took a peak at your firm ass. It was perfectly shaped and looked so squeezable in your jeans. I could instantly feel a warmth gathering and radiating from my pussy. That's when I hatched my plan. I knew no one would be returning to the office and that there where no cameras so I decided to see how far I could push you. As I moved back behind the counter, I tripped over myself grabbing onto your ass for support. Your ass was firm and muscular. I reached my hand around to steady myself and felt your cock. It was stiff. Apologizing for grabbing you, I waited for you to finish the forms. As you finished, I picked up the forms, bending over more than I needed. With the way the counter is designed and because of my height I had to lean forward. This put most of my breasts on display. You looked up and turned red. Being polite, but already knowing the answer I asked "Is anything wrong?" Staring at my creamy chest you stutter saying "Umm well, umm I can see your boobs!" Pretending to be surprised I quickly tucked them back into my bra and said "I'm sorry, I didn't realize." You gave me a smile and commented that I had a nice chest. Blushing I said thank you and continued to complete your paperwork. There was a basket of papers on the counter. Once more I wanted to tease and press your buttons. I decided to knock it onto the floor on your side of the counter near your feet. Apologizing I quickly came to your side and bent down to pick them up. While doing this I was well aware that my skirt would ride up, giving you a glimpse of my hot pink lacy panties. I heard you clear your throat and start to breath harder. Still bent over, picking up the papers that had scattered across the floor, I felt you reach out and grab my ass. I quickly turned back to see you grinning from ear to ear. "You can't just tease a man like that." You said this with lust in your voice. I giggled and replied "Why not?" At this point my panties were soaked with my pussy juices and it was begging for some attention. I could see the bulge that formed in your pants and decided to tease you a little bit more by sliding my ass up the front of your crotch as I stood up. I felt your hardness between my ass cheeks. The sensation sent shivers up my spine and my pussy began to throb. I moved back to my side of the counter. In order to finish your request I needed to get another form from the back room. "I'll be right back." I told you in a soft voice. I went to the back room and grabbed what I needed. While I was back there I slid off my soaking panties and placed them on top of your paper work , leaving behind a trail of dampness which was seeping into your papers. I figured that I would take this opportunity to relieve my wanting pussy and started to rub it in the back room. Pushing my hand under my skirt. I started to finger fuck myself, bending over a filing cabinet and sticking my ass out. I planted my feet firmly on the ground about shoulder length apart. I Started pushing my fingers in and out of my dripping pussy, and rubbing my clit. I found a marker and started to grind against it. After a few minutes I got lost in the moment and let out a very audible moan. I heard you ask "Is everything alright back there?" Realizing you heard me I muttered yes and quickly made my way back to you. As I walked back, I could hear my pussy lips sliding and slapping together from my wetness. Knowing that I had no panties on, I decided to bend down in front of you one more time. Pretending to drop a pencil, I slowly bent down, only this time it was my bare, glistening pussy framed between my ass cheeks presented to you. Still bent over I heard a shuffling sound. I stood up and turned around to see you standing on my side of the counter, with your cock straining to get out of your jeans. " I told you that you couldn't tease a man like that." There was a firmness to your voice and lust in your eyes. Within seconds, I felt your embrace. Your strong arms wrapped around my body, holding me tightly. I didn't struggle, infact it was exactly what I wanted to have happen. I dropped to my knees in front if you and quickly made my way to the front of your jeans. I undid the button and unzipped your pants, releasing your cock. I couldn't help but stare at the size. It was big, thick and beautiful from base to tip. I could see precum forming at the head and starting to drip down your shaft. Moving your hands to the bottom of my shirt, you worked it up and over my head. There I knelt in front of you half undressed. I had on a black satin bra with lace trim, black skirt and heels. My hands slid up your waist and then back onto your throbbing cock. I started to massage and stroke your cock as you fondled my ample breasts. Moving my hand gently up and down your shaft made it grow harder and wet with your precum. After a few minutes, you took my hand and sat me on top of a desk. While you took off your shirt. I unhooked my bra and began to suck my own nipples. I heard you gasp in excitement as you watched me. My nipples grew hard in my mouth as saliva started to roll down my boobs. I felt you move my head up. A low moan escaped my mouth as you picked up where I left off, making sure to give each breast the same attention. I felt you gently scrape your teeth across my hard, sensitive nipple while your hand pinched and massaged the other one. Still in my skirt and heels, I got off the desk and pushed you down onto the chair. I started to massage your inner thighs. Running my finger tips gently across your muscles, working from your inner thigh to your outer thigh and back again. I planted soft, wet kisses starting on your left leg, moving down to your calf muscle. I Switched to your right leg and moving my way up leaving a trail of hot kisses behind. Making my way back to your cock, I felt you grab the back of my head and thrust your full member into my mouth and down my throat. You started to fuck my throat hard, thrusting your pelvis forward and back, making me take you all the way in. I started to move my mouth with your rhythm, moaning with pleasure. After a few minutes you give control to me. I start to tease and pulse my tongue on your enormous cock. I licked down your shaft and gently sucked your balls into my mouth, rolling them around gently with my tongue. I heard you grunt and groan as your balls tightened. I watched as your cock started to jerk, hearing your breath catch in your throat as hot sticky cum erupts from your member. Hot cum splattered all over my chest. The sensation sent waves of electricity down my spine. Taking my hands I started to rub your cum into my skin, licking the extra off my fingers. After spraying all over my chest you lay me down across the desk. I felt your warm hands part my legs, exposing my pussy to you. Moving your hands up, I felt you flip my skirt up over my waist. Your hands slowly start to massage and play with my pussy lips. I feel you part them and place a finger on my clit. Slowly you start to rub, first in circles, then left to right. I stared to arch my back, trying to grind against your wrist. Suddenly, you push a finger deep inside my pussy and start working it in and out. I raise my hips to meet your thrusts. Abruptly you pull your finger from my pussy and I feel a warm slippery feeling inside me followed by hot breath. You were sliding your tongue in and out of me. I felt you suck on my clit which made my legs clamp shut, holding your head in place. After a few minutes I can't take anymore and let out a loud moan and start to cum all over your face. I sit up on the desk and we start to kiss. I can taste my pussy on your lips. After a short make out session your hard cock was pressing into my leg. I climbed off the desk and lead you to the counter. Climbing up onto the counter I got on my hands and knees, pushing my ass out for you. I feel you behind me, placing your dick between my pussy lips. You move your cock up and down the length of my wet slit teasing me. Without warning you thrust deep inside my tight pussy. I let out a loud moan as you pull out and push yourself all the way in again. I can hear my ass slapping up against your crotch as we start to build up a rhythm. I feel you pull my hair back with one hand while the other reaches around to fondle my breast and pinch my nipple. I hear you groan and your breath quicken. As you move in and out of me I place my hand between my legs to feel your cock while I stimulate my clit. We are both breathing heavily and making grunting and moaning noises as we approach orgasm. Suddenly we are caught off guard with an additional moan. Knowing it didn't come from either of us we froze in place. With you still inside me, I look over my shoulder to see my boss sitting in a chair behind us. His cock was out, oozing with his precum. Immediately I felt my heart stop and my body glow a fire red. With only my skirt and heels on I got off the counter to try to explain. I crossed my my arms over my chest, but it did little to hide anything. Before I could say a word my boss put his hand up to silence me. "How are we going to fix this predicament you are in?" He said in a low, cold voice. I stuttered a little and asked "How long he had been there?" He said he had heard some strange noises from outside and peered in through the window. He said he saw everything, how I seduced you, how I sucked your cock. He saw you playing and licking my pussy. He saw it all. "Originally I came in here to stop this." He said with a smirk. "But I just couldn't help but watch my own personal porno unfold in my office, and now it is my turn to have a little fun!" A shiver ran down through my body at the tone of his voice. He than looked up and looked at you. You where trying to gather your clothes to make an exit. My boss looked at you squarely and stated, "Don't you go anywhere. You will be participating in the fun as well." To be continued... Closing Time "Half an hour to go," I thought. We closed at six o'clock on Fridays, and I was definitely ready to go home. It had been a long week at the shoe store where I worked. Michelle, the owner, had decided to hold a big summer sale to try to boost the business. It's hard for a small boutique store to compete with the big chains, so I understood the need, but it had been a crazy week. Michelle did a good job promoting the sale. I couldn't even guess the number of women I'd waited on, or the pairs of shoes I had run back and forth and placed on their feet. I couldn't wait to get out of these hose and heels, slip on my favorite jeans, and relax. Making matters worse, Michelle had to get out early that day, leaving me to close. I guess I was flattered that she trusted me, a lowly college girl, with her pride and joy, but it meant staying an extra 45 minutes to put everything in order for the next day. As the clock moved slowly toward six, I started cleaning up, hoping to get a head start on the closing tasks. I was lucky - the shop was empty, and it was unlikely that anyone would come in this late. Most women want plenty of time to choose, especially at a shop like ours. At ten till six, I made an "executive decision" to close early. I knew Michelle wouldn't like it, but it was only me in the shop, so she'd never know. Unfortunately, as I walked to the door to lock up, it sprung open to reveal one final customer. Oh shit! I thought as she rushed inside, but I put on my best customer service face and greeted her warmly. "I hope I'm not too late," she said, catching her breath. "I got caught in traffic, and I really need some cute shoes for tomorrow night. Can I still get some?" "Oh no, no," I lied, "not a problem. What can I help you with?" The words shot out of her, as she was obviously still running on high from her trip through traffic. "Well, I have this fund-raiser tomorrow night, so I need something dressy, but it's an arts event, so I want them to be distinctive, too, and sexy. I hate to be boring. Oh, by the way, I'm Julie Ellison." A warm smile lit up her face, and I felt guilty for the minor resentment I was feeling. I noticed now how pretty she was: fairly straight brown hair just over her shoulders (much like myself), bright green eyes, and that smile that just captures you, with a very slight overbite that made her so cute. She looked maybe 25, though I sensed she was older. And she was about my size, around 5' 3", without what I estimated were three-inch heels. I took the hand she extended and shook it politely. Now I recognized her, and I was glad that I hadn't shut her out. She was a friend of Michelle's and a very good customer, a bit of a shoe addict. It would not have been good to be closed early when she showed up. I told Julie to take her time looking around, all the while hoping that she'd just pick something quick and go. No such luck. My eyes followed her as she picked up one shoe after another, apparently with something in mind that she just couldn't find. I'd add an occasional comment, doing my part to make a sale, but she'd just flash that beautiful smile and move on. At last, she hit a section she liked. I could tell by the little "Oooh" she gave when she saw them. She turned and flashed that smile at me again. "These are nice!" "Yeah, those are brand new," I said. "They're cute, aren't they?" "Oh yes," she answered, "cute, dressy, and sexy - just what I'm looking for!" Julie's enthusiasm was stimulating. Suddenly I didn't mind staying a little late to help her find what she wanted. She gathered up five samples and asked if we had them in a five. "We'll see," I said, and went back to find them. Luckily for her, we had all five in her size. As I came out of the stock room, I was immediately caught again by "the smile". I was really starting to like this woman. "Have a seat, I said, and we'll try these on." She took a seat in one of our overstuffed chairs - one of the little extras that Michelle had added to make the shop special. "Ohhhh, I LOVE these chairs," she sighed. "After the week I had, I could just stay here forever." She leaned back and got a dreamy look on her face. "I know what you mean," I said. Then I remembered the time, and without thinking, "Oh, excuse me, I should lock the door." Her face took on a look of sudden realization. "Oh gosh! I'm so sorry! I'm keeping you late, aren't I? Look, if you have to go, I completely understand. I'm sure I can make do tomorrow with something else." Now I was embarrassed. I certainly didn't want her to feel I was pushing her out. Besides, by now I was very much enjoying her company. I really did want her to stay. I assured her that everything was fine, and told her, truthfully, that I was dying to see how each of these shoes would look on her. Still, I locked the door to avoid any other late arrivals. Having settled that, I knelt down and started to take Julie's shoes off. I had a little trouble undoing the strap on her pumps, and she had to raise each leg slightly to get the right angle. I couldn't help but notice how lovely those legs were - smooth, feminine lines, with just a touch of muscle that comes from a light workout. She was not wearing hose, so as I steadied her legs to undo her pumps, I felt the silky softness of her calves in my hands. Suddenly my fatigue was gone and my desire to go home was forgotten. Now I found myself becoming aroused, looking up and touching the legs of a very attractive woman! I felt a slight blush warm my face. I silently reprimanded myself and tried to get back to business. Picking up the first shoe, I took Julie's right foot in my hand and slipped it on. It was a beautiful shoe, delicate and sexy, black, with three-inch heels and little spaghetti straps surrounding the foot in several spots. On Julie's foot, it looked incredible. I've heard of people having foot fetishes, and I've never seen the point, but at that moment, I understood completely. Julie had absolutely beautiful little feet, perfectly pedicured, and that shoe made them the sexiest body part I'd ever seen. I could feel my arousal increasing. I slipped the other shoe on and had Julie stand up and walk in them. My god, they looked even better now. The light straps seemed to caress her feet, and the heels put them at an angle that highlighted the shape of both her feet and her lovely calves. "Wow, these are hot," she said. Then with a little giggle, "I think they call these 'fuck me' shoes!" Now I'm sure I blushed. Just hearing those words come from her sent a little rush up my spine. This woman was driving me crazy, and she didn't even know it. I looked at her sexy feet, her calves, and the little bit of thigh exposed beneath her skirt and tried not to show what I was thinking. Flustered, I responded to her comment with "Yeah, they definitely do the job for you!" As soon as I said it, I felt exposed. Oh God, could she see how I felt? She gave me a little raised-eyebrow look, but smiled, and I laughed nervously to slough it off. She looked intently at me for several seconds and then said, "Well, let's see if you have any other 'fuck mes' there for me." She giggled slightly again, but I sensed the same nervousness that I was feeling. She tried on all the others. They were pretty, especially on her, but I thought the first ones were better and told her so. Julie wasn't so sure. She was torn between the first ones and a pair of simpler heels with a single strap. I suggested she try the first pair on again to decide and knelt down t help her with them. By this time I was in such a state that I was having trouble concentrating. I slipped the little black numbers on both her feet and just stared at them. At that moment, I felt obsessed with Julie's pretty feet. To make matters worse, from where I sat, I could look halfway up her skirt. Her shapely calves led to soft, creamy thighs, which led into a dark shadow under her skirt that I longed to explore. I wasn't sure if she was on my wavelength or not, and I knew it could be bad if I offended her, but I couldn't help myself. With her foot still in my hand, I told her how much I liked the shoes, how they made her feet look so sexy. I knew I was saying things that were just on the border of propriety, but I didn't care. I was going down this path, wherever it might lead. Still holding her right foot in one hand, I moved my other hand subtly up to her calf. I let it move ever so slightly against her skin as I looked her straight in the eye and said "Julie, these shoes are the ones. Your feet are so, so beautiful, and these make them look sexier than any feet I've ever seen." A tiny smile crossed Julie's lips as she looked at me for several long seconds. "Reaaallly?" she breathed. "You like them, huh?" I just nodded, and she asked, "You think they're good 'fuck me' shoes?" I was beside myself now. All I could say was "oh yeah", my voice trembling slightly as I looked up at her, trying to decide what she was thinking. Finally I couldn't stand it any longer. Giving in to my urges, I bent down and softly kissed her foot, just at the instep. She didn't move, so I kissed her again, this time just below the ankle, and then, being bold, ran my tongue lightly over her toes. I looked up at her, scared to death that she was going to scream or something, but she just looked at me. Looking at her eyes now, I could see her age better - mid-thirties, I guessed, an age I am drawn to, and very attractive. She ran her tongue nervously over her upper lip and almost seemed distracted. Finally, I asked cautiously "Was that okay?" Her reply almost melted me: "Oh yeah, that's okay. Oh god, that's so very okay!" That opened the floodgates. With half-closed eyes, I began a thorough loving of her feet, my lips and tongue exploring every curve, my mouth engulfing each delicate toe. I'd never done anything with feet before, but I'm good with my tongue, and Julie wasn't complaining. She just lay back in the chair, enjoying the gentle bathing of her feet, sighing occasionally. Julie's feet, however, had merely caught me attention, and while they were a new thrill, my real interest lay elsewhere. Starting at her ankle, I slowly dragged my lips up her calf, with an occasional lick as I went. I looked up for a reaction from Julie, but got little. She just sank back deeper in the chair and moved her leg out a few inches. As I looked directly up her leg, I was thrilled to see the crotch of her panties. Inspired by the sight of that little V, I started to move up her leg, kissing the inside of her right knee, then moving over to do the same to her left. There was no hiding my intentions at this point, and my heart pounded as I thought about what I would soon be doing. I forged ahead, placing my mouth on her inner thigh, just above the knee, licking tiny circles of pleasure on her perfect skin. I looked up again, hoping for some sign that I was doing good. Her eyes were closed, savoring the experience. I should have let her enjoy it, but for some reason I needed some acknowledgement from her. I licked furiously at her right thigh while running my hand tenderly up her left, feeling the soft, smooth flesh, reaching ever closer to the warm crotch of her panties. An involuntary moan escaped my lips, prompting Julie to finally look down at me between her legs. I looked up at her, my eyes asking the question, "Am I doing good?" She spread her legs slightly, closed her eyes again, and whispered, "Oh god, it's been so long!" Relieved and encouraged, I became more bold, pushing her right legs upward and running my wet tongue up and down the back of her leg. That drew a pleasant "ohhhh - ahhhhh!" from Julie, which she repeated when I gave the same treatment to her other leg. I kissed my way back down her silky thigh until I was just inches from the wet spot between her legs. I could tell she wanted it then, but I moved on, placing my lips in the same spot on the other side. I was teasing her, building her desire, knowing that the climax would be worth the wait for both of us. I spent a long time at it, building her passion, making her want it more than anything. She was whimpering with desire and frustration as I passed over her needy little crotch, four or five times, sometimes just brushing the silky material with my lips, but never pausing to pleasure her. Then, finally even I couldn't take it anymore. I reached up for the waistband of her purple-gray panties as Julie's hips eagerly rose to help me. She spread her legs wide, and I got my first look at her beautiful pussy, so ready for my attention. Still I took my time, teasing her unmercifully. I move up into her crotch, my mouth just inches from her wet folds. I was breathing heavily by now, and I'm sure she could feel my breath on her. I took a few seconds to look at her, at the engorged lips, the moisture clearly showing on them. Then I reached out with my tongue and took a single, slow swipe from her anus to her clit. That drew a nice, shivering moan from Julie, and I did it again, this time dipping deeper into her slit. I felt her fluids coating my tongue as I ran it up and down several times. Julie pulled her legs up, placing her feet on the chair seat. I had to smile when I realized she still had the shoes on. I began eating her in earnest, using every trick I knew to drive her crazy while still holding off her orgasm. I kissed her pussy passionately, rolling my head from side to side, enjoying the feel of her slick gash against my lips. I drove my tongue in deep, feeling the moist heat of her cunt, then pulled back to suck tenderly on her sweet lips. I ignored her clit for now, knowing that eventually I'd get there to make her cum, but not yet. I continued to tease her as I had earlier, but now at a new level. Over and over I brought her close, so close, just to the brink of climax, before easing off and then coming back for more. I know Julie was frustrated, but I was giving her continuous pleasure and dragging it out exquisitely. Her moans and sighs filled the shop, and her hips thrust wonderfully in response to my ministrations. Her cunt leaked its fluid onto my chin. I knew it time for her clit. By now my hands had moved upward, under her top, sneaking into her bra from beneath. Her breasts felt wonderful, so soft and smooth, with those obvious hard spots in the center of my palms. I took both nipples between my fingers, twirling the little nubs as my tongue swirled on the one below. Julie's response was immediate. She cried out as her whole body tensed, lunging forward to force more contact on that sensitive spot. My lips covered her clittie and just sucked, gently, rhythmically. Her hips moved urgently to the rhythm and suddenly she was there. My hands moved to her bottom, holding her to me as she came hard. A long, feral groan escaped her lips and her whole body shook with pleasure. It seemed to go on for minutes. Then, from deep within her, "OOOHHHHH... GAWWWWWD... FUCK!!!!!" Her hips convulsed against my face, out of control, rubbing back and forth into my eager mouth. She finished with several hard spasms, as I licked deeply into her cunt. I continued a gentle licking at Julie's pussy until she came down, but then I had to move. I'm not normally aggressive in sex, but right then I had to have some relief. Without even thinking, I got my own panties off and climbed up on the chair. If Julie was surprised to find me in her face, she didn't show it. I felt her hands on my buns and then the wonderful, wet warmth of her tongue on my privates. I was so excited, it took just a few licks to start me humping joyously into her mouth. Afterward, we were both silent for a while. Finally, Julie looked up at me with a kind of silly grin and said, "Well, that was a surprise!" I guess it broke the tension, because we both started laughing like crazy. "Yeah," I said, "those shoes definitely work!" and we were off in giggles again. Getting serious, Julie looked me in the eye and said, "I hope you know I don't do this sort of thing all the time." "Oh, I'm sure," I laughed. "I certainly don't make a habit of seducing the customers, either!" Julie smiled mischievously. "Well, you definitely do an excellent job when you decide to." "Thanks." I was silent for several awkward seconds before completing my thought. "I'd really like to do that again for you sometime." Now it was her turn to pause. She looked at me intently. "Oh, you would, huh?" she said. Her eyes flashed and a self-satisfied grin filled her face. "So you want to get together again?" I had this bad feeling that she might be mocking me. "Uh huh," and answered dumbly, "Sometime." I looked down at the sweet sight of her still parted thighs. I so wanted her again. Julie reached up and pulled me down so my ear was close to her mouth. "Well," she whispered, "right now would be nice." Her hands nudged me gently to my knees, as her legs once again opened wide. I got home very late that night. Closing Time I barely remember the night before, with the sensation of getting silly and crazy, and the bartender laughing his head off, presumably about my typical drunken foolishness. I then lost all sense of time, and eventually consciousness itself, dozing off into a drunken sleep. I must have slept for a good 6 hours, or so, before I felt something on my cock, surrounding it, and I panicked, waking up to find out what was trapping my manhood. There was Jessie, the hot, sultry waitress from the bar, sucking me off, in what I assumed to be her bed. I could not believe that this babe had taken me to her place, in my drunken state, instead of having me arrested or just calling a cab. Here she was, obviously enjoying herself, and I realized that she had brought me home precisely so she could use me this way. "Jessie?" "Jessie, as always." "I thought that you live with Paul (the bartender)." "I do. We are live-in partners." "So are you swingers, or are you cheating on him right now?" "Relax. Paul and I have a deal. We are allowed to bring drunk patrons home from the bar, and have our way with them, whatever their sex, but we are only allowed to fuck our patrons- the drunk ones, that is." "So, how long have you been sucking my cock?" "Ever since I woke up, about 2 hours ago." "Wow, that's a long time to give anyone a blowjob! Aren't your jaws tired?" "Not really, because Paul and I have been taking turns with it." I turned pale at this point- had I revealed, in my drunken state, that I am bisexual? I guessed by now that Paul is bi, but what made him think that I would be cool with it, or did he just not care? "Paul sucked my dick too?" "Yes, and you didn't seem to mind it so much, Dan." "Yes, well, I am ..." "Bisexual?" "Yes, that's right- bisexual." "Yeah, it kinda became obvious after a while." "Did it?" "You didn't even notice any difference at all, between my mouth and his." "I see." "You also sucked his cock, and ate my pussy." "I did?" "Yeah, and I must admit that you are a damn good pussy-eater, not to mention cock-sucker." "I am?" "Certainly, I came twice to your oral attentions, plus once when you rimmed my asshole." "I tossed your salad?" "Yes, and you were fantastic at it, really going for my pucker." "I was?" "Yeah, and Paul came into your mouth at least once." "He did?" "Yes, he certainly did. You just swallowed it all up, and gulped it down like milk." "Well, I guess that I should cum soon, get my stuff, and head for home." "Not on your life, buddy! I still haven't been fucked in my pussy with that nice, thick cock of yours, and I also need it badly in my ass, as does Paul. We are planning to enjoy you all day long, and then we'll let go you home! I mean, seriously, do you really have better plans for a Sunday?" "Not really, but I wasn't expecting that you'd still be hungry for my cock after enjoying it for 2 straight hours." "Well, I am very hungry for it, and especially for your cum, so just relax and accept that you are going to get fucked all day long!" "My dick will be pretty sore after that." "I don't care, neither does Paul, and, frankly, neither do you. Isn't that right? You will take a little soreness if it comes from plenty of wild sex, won't you?" "You got me on that point. So, do you have any preferences about being fucked?" "Just fuck us, thoroughly, as hard as we need it. I really like it rough, wearing me out. Paul likes it that way as well." "Alright, so I will fuck both of you all day long. Shouldn't I bathe or shower first?" "We actually bathed you this morning- got you nice and clean. I brushed your teeth, and Paul shaved your face." "Wow, that's rather a pleasant surprise! So, are you just going to keep sucking me until I cum, or did you have some other plan?" "I'm gonna get you stiff, and then I will straddle your fine phallus, taking it for a nice, long ride. I want you to cum in my pussy, with plenty of jizz to knock me up." "You mean that you're not on the pill?" "Nope, because I want to get pregnant by whomever gets there first! I like the idea of a competition to impregnate me, with sperm from various men fighting over the chance." "Paul is cool with this?" "Certainly, because he wants me to be pregnant, so he can at last fuck a preggo. That's been a fantasy of his for a while, and it while be fulfilled soon, I hope. He will claim the child, to encourage men to knock me up." "He'd bring up a child that he knew wasn't his, and say it is anyway?" "Absolutely. He is sterile, due to some accident aboard a nuclear sub in the Navy, so any child would have to belong to someone else." "Okay, well, in that case, I'm ready at any moment now." "Good, 'cause I think it's time to ride you, buddy." With that, she stopped sucking me, leaving a vacuum around my cock, which she soon filled with her pussy, tightening it around my penis for a while to get it worked up. Meanwhile, Paul, practically out of nowhere, it seemed, appeared, and started penetrating Jessie's rectum. She flinched for a second from the immediate, intense pain, but she didn't let that stop her from taking it all inside her, as deeply as she could. She kept riding me excitedly, moving up and down on my pole, while her boyfriend really let her have it anally. I could tell that she was in Paradise, or so was my impression of it. "Oh, Paul, Dan, both of you- you're fucking splitting me! I feel like I'm getting probed from both ends, and I simply love it!" "You are getting probed from both ends, so just enjoy it!", I found myself saying to her. "Oh, fucking A! I need this, I really need this- thanks, guys! Your cocks are buried so far inside me now, that I feel ready to die from the sheer input! Oh, God!" She was crying by now, but her wet pussy belied her apparent sadness. The pain was irrelevant now, and her body was just quaking from the effects of the penetration. Soon, she was breaking out into a sweat. She just continued, relentlessly, taking my cock inside her energetically, until it was too much for her, and she just came from the results of getting DP'd. Her anal sweat drenched Paul's dick, and her vaginal fluids covered mine. She couldn't help herself, because the excitement got to her, and she abruptly tightened further around my penis, until it forced me to cum inside her cunt, and Paul, sensing this, let off his spunk as well. This may have been sooner than she had planned to get us off, but she had succeeded in bringing us to orgasm. Jessie looked down at Paul and me, saying, "Sorry, guys- I bet you wanted a longer DP, but it just got me worked up, and I just had to let go. Are we okay?" "Quite, my dear.", Paul answered. At that, Jessie begged Paul and me to switch places, so she could feel my cock up her ass and his in her pussy. We gladly obliged her, and I found that her tight end was especially sweet and warm around my member. Rarely is a butt that exquisitely hot and inviting to a cock, as Jessie's was that day. My phallus was burrowed deep inside her, and she groaned a delightful noise, as if to tell me that I was welcome to use her asshole as forcefully as I pleased. I took her up on that offer for sure, reaming her out with gusto, which pressed her downward onto Paul, and that excited both of them. "Oh, Dan, your dick is fucking my ass so well- I can't help but get aroused at the stuffing of my sphincter! Please, keep fucking as long as it pleases you- it's yours for today!" I was especially turned-on after that, and I went after her ass with full force now, slamming it ruthlessly as she squealed, "More cock in my ass, please! Yes, Dan, fuck my ass that way- fuck it ferociously! Pound my ass! Oh, God, yes, Dan- I love this, I just want more of it! More of your cock, please, Dan!" "Wow, Jessie, you really love it that way- rough and hard, don't you? Are you a butt-slut?" "Yes, I am a butt-slut- your butt-slut!" Meanwhile, Paul was hardly being neglected, as she kept riding him vigorously, thoroughly taking him cowgirl-style. He kept pushing upward, while I thrust downward, the 2 of us meeting inside this beautiful babe, who evidently adored cocks, and wanted them in every hole of her body, for as long as possible. She wasn't the jealous kind, though, as she proved later that day. She didn't mind sharing her partners' cocks, as long as others replaced them- quickly! This kind of momentum finally set all of us off, and we came in quick succession: me first, followed by Paul, and then Jessie. The look on her face as we all rested for a minute was priceless; she had the most wonderful sense of satisfaction and happiness- sheer bliss from the looks of it. After several minutes, I asked, "Well, I still haven't fucked Paul's ass, so if he doesn't mind, I'd like to do that." Jessie grinned, knowing that Paul only took it in the ass when he fucked a girl, and she was the only girl present. She licked her lips at the thought of having him inside her again, and then she spoke, "I'd love to suck Paul's cock, while you fuck his ass, if you guys don't mind. I know that your dick up his butt will make him cum, and I want to catch it all in my throat- does that please you guys?" "Yes.", we both agreed. Paul was evidently looking forward to having the double treatment this time, with a penis up his rear end, and a mouth around his manhood. Jessie was so eager to start that she hurried to get the lube, so that he could take it easier, since he got fucked up the ass less often than her, and therefore would have a tougher time adjusting to the pain. As I spread it on his ass, she made a point of rapidly rimming his crack, to further prepare him, and then she began licking my butt, to our mutual delight, no doubt. This babe was a real man-lover, alright, doing what it took to please her guys! I began steady pushing into Paul's posterior, sliding past the outer circle of the rectum, deeper into the cavity itself, and slowly approaching the prostate, before gradually pulling out, and pushing back inside again. I kept this up for a couple of minutes, letting his ass adapt to the sense of being penetrated. Soon, however, I was buggering him more actively, ramrodding his rear for all it was worth, and really giving it to him, which just pushed his cock further into Jessie's gaping mouth. She was clearly enjoying this chance to perform fellatio on her boyfriend while he took it up the ass, and she could sense his growing arousal at the contact between my dick and the inside of his anus. He was really grunting at this point, making it clear that there was some pain along with the pleasure, but he was also thrusting forward between Jessie's lips, letting both of us know that he was quite happy with the situation as a whole, and he welcomed the buggering of his bottom. I continued sodomizing him for a while longer, until at last he groaned and came, spilling his sperm into Jessie's thirsty throat. She lovingly swallowed it, and that sight was enough to compel me to ejaculate, filling Paul's ass with my creamy essence. Jessie waited until I pulled out of Paul, and then she made her move, licking his butt for several sweet moments, until she had caught and gulped down all of the cum that spilled onto the outside and from the inside of his tush, devouring it voraciously, as she smiled the most impish smile, licking her lips again at the delectable taste of man's milk. I lifted her up to my face and French-kissed her, sharing in the experience of both my own semen and Paul's, which totally pleased and sated both of us. We would all have to get some lunch and recuperate, because we still had the afternoon ahead of us. I, for one, was really anticipating a great day, and I think that both Paul and Jessie would have agreed with me about that! Closing Time Maggie ran the Spread Eagle pub with her 20 year old daughter Rebecca. Rebecca had been about to go to University a couple of years before, when her Dad & Maggie's husband, Harry, had died of a heart attack. Despite Maggie's protests, Rebecca had insisted on staying & helping keep the pub going. The pub was situated just outside a small village, in the middle of nowhere. Business used to be fairly steady, as it was on a country road, which happened to be a link road between 2 large towns. (In fact, it had probably served in the same way for centuries.) This had all changed 5 years ago, when a by-pass was built, taking all the traffic with it. Business had been slow ever since. The struggle to make ends meet had caught up with Harry & had sent him into an early grave. ***** Maggie had managed to tone herself up in the last year or so. She had decided to make more of an effort & go to the gym in the nearby town, a couple of times a week. She hadn't managed to lose all of her weight, but she wasn't looking too bad & she somehow hadn't lost any weight in her 36C breasts. She had recently had her brown styled like Edie from Desperate Housewives, (even though she wasn't a blonde). She had finally accepted that Harry had gone & she had decided it was time to move on. This wasn't easy, though, as the only men she ever met, (apart from the Brewery's delivery men – she'd eyed them up as well), were the locals. She found several of them ruggedly handsome, but it wasn't the same as Harry. So she had rebuffed all their offers, so far. On the surface, Rebecca was a frumpy young girl, who kept herself to herself. She wore baggy clothes & always slouched, even when standing, letting her long brown hair fall over her pretty face. Several of the regulars thought she might have a stunning body hidden away, but that was all it was – speculation. They teased her about her prudishness, but secretly, they all would've liked to get into her. The only person who Rebecca ever confided in, (apart from her friends on the internet), was Vicky, who helped behind the bar several times a week, when Maggie went to the gym. They had been friends since school, although they couldn't have been different now. Whereas Rebecca was shy & reserved, Vicky was never afraid to say what she thought. When it came to men, she always seemed to get what she wanted. She had slept wit over a dozen men & she was still only the same age as Rebecca. She was a perky blonde with smaller tits than the other women. She wasn't fussed though. As long as she had a cock ready to satisfy her several times a week, she was happy. Rebecca thought that her jealousy was well-hidden, but Vicky understood her far better than she realised. Vicky used this to her advantage on many occasions, including talking Rebecca into getting her this job. She knew that Rebecca was far more perverted than she was, but had never had the opportunity to try anything with a boy. Rebecca's plan, (or so Vicky let her think it was), was about to be tested. ***** It was closing time on a Friday night. Business wasn't picking up, although the handful of regulars still supported them. Maggie feared that she might soon have to lay off Vicky. If Vicky was aware of this, she showed no sign of it. They started to clean around the main bar. The pub was built in the Victorian times & as such had all of the Victorian timbers & low roofs that you would expect. The open fire in each room was the only lighting available & also served as the main source of warmth. Maggie thought that everyone had already gone home. She wasn't aware of the 3 patrons who were sitting in one of the rear rooms. They hadn't asked for a pint now for over an hour, so she assumed they must have left through one of the side doors. While she carried on cleaning the main bar, her daughter & Vicky went to sort out some of the other smaller rooms. Now Rebecca could see if her plan had worked. Vicky had assured her that she would keep watch, while Rebecca could 'explore' the sleeping male forms. The sedatives that Vicky had placed in the 3 drinks would knock them out til the morning. Vicky also assured Rebecca that the sedatives wouldn't affect the rest of their bodies. Rebecca got nervous when she saw that there was only 1 sleeping man in the room. Phil lay unconscious on the floor by his table. Vicky said not to worry. She would go & check to see where the other bloke had gotten to. Rebecca calmed herself down, when she was left on her own. She was determined to go through with this, now. She wasn't worried about her Mum finding her. She knew her Mum trusted her to get on with the cleaning up. They often went to bed without seeing each other afterwards. Besides, Vicky promised to distract her mother. That was enough for Rebecca. She rolled Phil onto his back. He was motionless. The only way she knew he was alive was by the slight rise in his well-muscled chest with each breath. She was tempted to strip him completely, but right now, she was too horny for that. She immediately started to undo the buttons on his jeans. She could hardly wait! After all this preparation, she could finally get her hands (& pussy!) on a real-life willy – no, wait – cock. After unbuttoning his jeans, she really had to battle to get them down to his knees. Once done, however, all that lay between her & first dick, was Phil's boxer shorts. Reaching with trembling hands, she slowly pulled his boxers down to his knees as well. She was a little disappointed at first. He was as bid as one her fingers & soft. It didn't look anything like the ones on the internet. There was also far more pubic hair than she expected. Still, she'd gotten this far. She was going to see it through. She touched his penis lightly, expecting some sort of reaction. Nothing happened. She lifted it up, so she could study it from all angles. As she moved in closer, the smell was intoxicating. She closed her eyes, relishing it. Without realising it, she had wrapped her hand around him. Her fingers were just about touching, as he slowly hardened. She still hadn't noticed this, though. She felt his warmth. As she opened her eyes again, she noticed how hard he was becoming now. This was more like it. Her fingers no longer reached around him. She marvelled at the wonder of this wonderful piece of man-flesh. A new warmth began to spread from her crotch. She began to wonder what he might taste like. She was also amazed at how easily the skin slid up & down. By the time she had plucked up the courage to lick the tip, he had stopped growing any further, sticking out at least 8 inches from his pubic area. She dabbed the salty tasting liquid, hesitantly at first, then licking up all of his moisture, as she learned she liked it. This just got better & better! If there would ever be a next time, then she would have to try to take him further into her mouth. But right now, she couldn't wait any longer. She had to have him in her pussy! She quickly undressed. Before, she would have been considered a prude. Now, all she could think about was 'what will it feel like to finally have my pussy stuffed with this wonderful cock?'. She quickly yanked off her baggy trousers & over-sized jumper. Her attractive body was finally visible through her granny knickers & t-shirt. Normally, she would have been embarrassed about the moisture that was showing through her knickers, but not right now. She pulled t-shirt off quickly, leaving her standing in her bulging bra & knickers. Both were quickly removed. She rubbed her boobs absent-mindedly, at first, just enjoying the freedom of nudity. But, then, enjoying the feeling. She took after her mother in that department. They were a healthy 36B & still growing, possibly! She was about to start rubbing her pussy, but then caught herself. 'This time, you've got the real thing, you fool!', she told herself. It was hard not to jump & impale herself on the blunt tool. But she held back. Her brain had just enough control, to make her take it slowly. She got out one of her pre-prepared condoms. She straddled Phil's chest & slowly lowered herself down. As she approached his body, she reached for his still hard cock. With a little effort, she rolled the condom down. She then pointed his tip towards her fanny. The tip forced the lips open, but he was so wide, she was really struggling. She forced herself down. He was a lot wider than her vibrator! She was breathing heavily, now. She had no idea how long she'd been fooling around. She looked down & was amazed to see that he was half way in! How did that happen? She had to stop every centimetre, or so. Bit by bit, though, she forced her internal walls to stretch, to accommodate his enormous girth. Her juices were flowing more freely now. After a while, she felt his hairs tickle his lips. That couldn't be true! She looked down. With one last shove, she was completely impaled on his red-hot poker! She sighed with contentment & closed her eyes again. It still hurt quite a bit, but she finally felt like a woman. As she grew accustomed to his width, she lifted herself up slightly, then slid back down, like she'd heard about on the internet. A whole new world seemed to beckon her. Why had she waited so long? The vibe felt nice, but it was a poor substitute for a real flesh & blood cock. As her moisture increased, her pussy slid more easily over his cock & her speed increased. She started to slam herself up & down. She was drenching Phil's crotch. She had long since lost all of her awareness of what was going on around her. Her core had taken control & wouldn't let go, until it got what it wanted. She was moving fast, now. She could feel something building. It had felt nice with her vibe & even with her fingers, but this was something else. She felt the thick cock start to swell. She was oblivious to this, though, as her first orgasm shook through her. She lost control & consciousness. When she came to a short while later, lying next to Phil, she felt very weak. She would have to do this more often… Closing Time There she is I thought as Christina walked into work that day, we work with kids so I knew for the next six hours I would have to keep myself in check. It was fun to tease and tempt her during the day, riding that line between sexual harassment and light hearted banter. Some people you get a feel for right away, it took a little longer with her, but when the light finally began to shine as to how much would be tolerated without fear she would think it was pressuring was one of the best days I had enjoyed at work all summer long. I watched her move about the room interacting with all the different children in the room and wondered what that well kept little body would feel like against me. How she might moan, whimper, and how her dark skin would taste on my tongue. It had gotten to the point that she was filling masturbation fantasies on the nights my significant other and I didn't have sex. Now before you get discouraged let me explain that my significant other doesn't object to my having sex with another partner, as long as I'm safe about it and I don't throw it in her face or flaunt it. She just knows I have an above average sex drive and she also rather enjoys at times hearing me tell her about some fantasy girl I would love to fuck, or past conquests. In past I want to clarify right now I hadn't been with anyone else in all our years together, I never really felt the urge until now with a partner that would be willing. This girl was helping me indulge in those fantasies though. I watched once more for a few moments as she stopped and bent over to pick up something and then turned coyly to see if I was watching her. She flashed a grin and then stood back up and gave me a saucy little wink. We had only flirted up to this point but I had a feeling that she might soon be ready to show me her heaven's gate. As the afternoon meandered along I teased her softly whispering as the children were working on an art project that I knew a lot of black men didn't like to go down on a girl, if she needed some help I had an idea of someone that could assist her in a little oral pleasure. Leaving it at that I smiled and walked off to help out with art time. It wouldn't take much more to turn her I was sure, I just needed a bit more teasing and foreplay. Which is just what our banter was, there was no doubt in my mind about that. I came up behind her as the kids glided into snack time and whispered with my mouth at her neck, "I'll bet you taste like heaven." I watched her give a shiver as I had almost brushed her neck with my lips and the goosebumps on her arms were quite visible. "You are so bad, Chad," she teased. "Are you objecting?" I asked her with a defiant smile. "Nope, not a bit, at least not yet." "Let me ask you beautiful," I started as I used her pet name we all called her at work at times, "have you ever been with a white man?" "No," she replied with a twinkle in her eye, "but, I figured that a white guy would be next." "Well listen beautiful, I don't want some young college guy you go to school with fucking it up for the rest of us, let a man show you what it's all about, an older man would be willing to make sure you are pleased every bit as much as he is." Just then a child came up to ask a question and that was the end of our dialogue for a while. None of the other staff in the room seemed to notice the intimacy of our conversation and we often chatted during moments that lagged like snack time. So with no fear of people gossiping we were now well on our way to a possible interlude. I knew she was closing with me that evening and wondered if I might have a shot at cornering her at some point. Now let me briefly describe the beauty of my lust at this time. Christina is about 5'7", matching my height almost exactly, she is thin and is light to mildly dark complected. Her hips have that sexy swell to them and I'd guess that her breasts are about 34 B in cup size. Christina's full lips always draw my eyes to them and she just has an air of fun about her that makes her enjoyable to be around all the time. Finally she is just now 21 and in college. Now at 29 I'm not horrible to look at either, years of military service, working out, and playing soccer has kept me in good shape. I'm about 5'7" as well and with a pierced tongue, shaved head and both ears and nipples pierced as well as a goatee I have had a few offers over the years. Nope, not cocky ladies, just confident, I always say. As the ratio dwindled down and the other staff left, I grinned at Christina, "So baby, what are you doing after work?" She knew I was teasing but shook her head, "I didn't have any plans and what about you?" I knew I'd be taking a big chance here but what the hell, "I was thinking of staying and cleaning a little if you'd like to help that would be great." "Sure for a little while and then I have to get home and study a little for class tomorrow." After what seemed like an eternity the last child was picked up and I locked the doors to the school. It being after hours we wouldn't be disturbed anyway now, I thought about the little plan in my head, the man gym area was a definitely out because of surveillance cameras. No reason to lose our jobs if anything did happen tonight. We straightened up for a while and then I told her if she wanted any left over snack she could go into the kitchen and get it. Christina looked at me for a minute and then smiled, I knew she wanted some of those left over cookies and she'd go after them tonight. When she walked into the kitchen I followed her and let the door close behind me subtly flipping the lock out of her view as she was in the refrigerator digging out the bag of cookies. I walked up behind her and when she turned around I was inches away. I didn't give her a chance to say anything, that might break the mood at this point, and I was not prepared to give up the one opportunity I might have here. I took one step towards her and as she started to speak put my fingers to her lips, silencing her. Her lips felt so full and soft against my finger that I had to kiss her. Worst case scenario in my mind was that she would push me away. Best case scenario was what happened though, Christina leaned back against the metal door to the refrigerator and then as I leaned in she closed her eyes. I paused, wanting her to meet me a little of the way at least showing she wanted this, and making her want it even more. It took a few seconds and then I heard the bag drop to the floor as I felt her hands come up around my neck and pull me to her. The kiss was slow, with hunger and intensity that only new lovers feel. That first kiss, the anticipation of what was to come next. Not knowing what we patent as our routine and method of getting the opposite sex right where we want them. I slipped my tongue through her parted lips and when she felt the hoop in my tongue she began to tease it with her own intrigued by the object and the kiss we were sharing. I slowly slid my hand up her t-shirt emblazoned with our company's logo and cupped on of her breasts, working my hand under the cup of her bra and thumbing the hard nipple I found there. Lifting her shirt higher, I slid my hand around her back and unhooked her bra, cursing the gods for making back clasping bras. I fumbled for a moment, and we shared a quick giggle before resuming our kiss, once the bra was unfastened and hung loosely from her torso I broke the kiss and attacked her breasts with my mouth. Running my pierced tongue over her nipples, flicking the hard tip with the hoop in my ring. She moaned and cooed and reached down to run her hand over my rapidly rising cock. I quickly kissed her again as I unbuttoned her jeans and slid my hand down inside her panties, I found only a light patch of hair there as I found my target. Slipping my fingers deeper I rubbed her soft pussy lips until they opened their petals to my touch, as my fingers grew more moist with her lubrication I found her clit with my thumb and stroked it softly. I grabbed her hand with my free hand and guided her to the back of the kitchen where the washer and dryer were. Finally removing my fingers from her pussy I scooped her up and sat her on the washer, before doing so I gave her jeans and panties a tug and got them down to her thighs. As I sat her on the cold metal she gave a squeal and then lifted her legs as I pulled her shoes off along with her pants and panties. As they hit the floor I came back up and embraced Christina, a long slow kiss as I worked my fingers back inside her exposed pussy now. Christina was gasping when I broke away and pulled her legs up to my shoulders and ducked down and lapped at her swollen clit. I marveled at how her dark skin looked against my tan hands keeping her thighs spread wide. She tasted as good as I had expected and I couldn't wait to slip my tongue deep inside her tight little pussy. Christina, lifted her hips letting me know she wanted more and as I slipped two fingers inside her I felt her pussy clamp down around them as I found her sweet spot inside. My tongue danced all over her lips and clit, doing the alphabet, and figure eights and anything else I could think of. Finally she squealed and her pink insides shivered around my fingers as she cried out, "I'm cumming!" I continued to lick and lap at her until she pushed me away. It was then I realized I was still completely clothed and I think it hit her then too. "We have to get you out of those clothes that was amazing and I need to know if you fuck as good as you kiss and eat pussy." She slipped down off the washer and told me to take off my shirt as she knelt before me. I could feel her hands at my waistband as I lifted the shirt over my head. In that instant I felt my shorts and boxers slide down to my ankles as her mouth enveloped my cock. She didn't give it a lick or a kiss before hand just went right into sucking my cock with those lovely full lips of hers. I put a hand on the back of her head and caressed her hair, whispering I knew she'd be a good cocksucker and that she was doing a great job. As soon as she had gotten me completely hard, which I must say had been the minute she took me in her mouth, Christina stood up and leaned over the washing machine flicking it to the rinse cycle. As she wiggled that ass back at me she turned her head and flashed me a smile. "Come on Chad, fuck this black pussy," she teased. I took her beckoning and pressed my full 7 ½ inches deep inside her pussy. She moaned at once and began to push back against me. I didn't care right then if I was the biggest or smallest dick she had ever had inside her, what mattered right then was she was on the business end of my dick and business had never been finer. I grabbed Christina's hips and plunged deep inside over and over, giving her ass a playful smack and telling her she was going to get employee of the month at least. "Shut up and fuck me boss," she replied. I watched her hands for that telltale sign as she grabbed the side of the washer and then her t-shirt which was balled up in front of her. I began to reach around her lithe body and rub her clit gently and in time with our fucking as I probed her pussy as deep as I could get. I wanted to get deeper though and I grabbed our shirts from her hand and tossed them to the floor. I pulled back long enough to maneuver her down to her hands and knees and with that sexy black ass in the air and waiting I pushed inside her tight, wet center again. "Oh fuck yes, fuck me baby, make me cum again," she whimpered. I knew I was close to cumming and let her know, "Where do you want it beautiful?" I asked her. "Anywhere Chad, in me, on me wherever you like." I slammed into her harder gripping her hips, I'd worry about the after effects later, I wanted to cum in and on this sexy beauty and let her know that for today she was mine. As I neared climax I felt her hands begin to caress her clit and her other hand slipped between her legs to rub my balls every chance they had. She had her face on one of the shirts and I swear Christina had never looked more beautiful than at that moment. I picked up the pace now rapidly fucking her hard and deep as I held her hips, her moans and squeals getting steadily louder as I felt her pussy gripping and milking my cock. It put me over the edge and as I began to shoot my load inside her I gave a few more pushes and then pulled out and milked my shooting cock over her ass. Giving it a playful slap one more time. After we cleaned up and walked out into the gym Christina gave me a quick kiss, "I'm closing with you again on Thursday," she giggled, as we walked out to our cars. Closing Time It had been a busy day at the restaurant but now it was almost eleven and we had been closed for just about an hour. Everyone was finishing up the last of their duties and heading out for the night. I was still in the office doing the bookwork; I had the radio on low and had changed into a pair of white cloth shorts and a black tank top since I was done dealing with customers for the night. Besides, it was hotter than hell in the back where my office was. The last two waitresses popped their heads in to let me know they were leaving. That left just me and one of the guys there. We had a rule that the guys took turns staying late to wait for me to walk to me to my car, for safety reasons. They didn't mind too much since they got paid for it and it didn't usually take me too long to finish up after everyone else was gone. I heard the back door close and knew that Bret had come back in from walking the girls to their cars. I continued working on my paperwork for a few more minutes, then decided I wanted some water to drink while I finished everything else up. I had taken off my shoes and socks earlier - health codes be damned – and the cold tile felt good against my bare feet as I made my way to the front where the pop machines were. God it was so hot in there. I hadn't seen Bret when I made my way to the front, but knew he was around in the building somewhere; probably out in the lobby sitting down at one of the booths watching TV. "Bret, are those fryers off? It's hotter than hell in here" I yelled, filling a glass with ice and water from the machine. "Yeah, they're off." Came his soft reply right behind me. I about dropped my glass when I spun around and managed to spill about half of it all over my shorts and down my legs. "Shit." Embarrassed and flustered I started back toward my office, only to take about 2 steps, have my bare feet slip in some of the water on the floor and almost end up flat on my ass. Bret managed to grab me just in time; he steadied me and turned me around so I was facing him. "Shit." I say again, really embarrassed now. I look up at him, shyly, waiting for him to start laughing at me. Instead he is looking down at me with a strange expression on his face and a half-smile playing around his lips. "Who ever knew you were such a klutz." He teased softly with that half smile still on his lips. That got my attention. "I am not!" My shy look turned to a glare as I looked up at him. Damn he was tall. And cute. Dark brown hair and eyes, full lips, broad shoulders covered by a white t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans that showed off his ass when he walked. Not that I was ever looking mind you, I always kept things strictly business while at work. "You can let go now" I reminded him firmly and tried to take step back. He let his hands drop and I watched his eyes travel down my body, lingering on the front of my shorts. Crap, the water had soaked through the thin white material and I had forgot I wasn't wearing panties. I blushed scarlet and practically fled back to my office where I grabbed some paper towels and was trying to soak up some of the water from my shorts so I could at least walk out of there without anyone being able to see that my pussy lips were shaved and my pubs were trimmed very short on top. I was so embarrassed to think that Bret might have seen anything; god there goes my professional image. Even while all this was going through my mind, I realized that besides being embarrassed that one of my co-workers had seem me like that, the fact that it was Bret was really turning me on. I had known him for over a year and ok, I admit it, had had a few fantasies about him while laying in bed masturbating. I wasn't sure if I was more embarrassed that he saw me like that, or that I was that turned on by him seeing me like that. I didn't have too long to think about it because a few seconds later I heard him say, "Here, let me help you." "No, I can get it." I protested weekly as his strong hand took the wad of paper towels from me and started dabbing at my shorts with them. "I didn't mean to startle you back there." He said softly. "I know." I replied, watching his large hands trying to blot up the water on the leg of my shorts. I was half sitting on my desk, he had one hand resting on my right leg and his other hand was using the paper towel on my left leg. I couldn't believe how turned on I was getting from this simple act. He was absentmindedly caressing my leg with his thumb while he worked with his other hand, pressing firmly in a circular motion with the paper towels. I was sitting there trying to get a hold of myself and trying not to squirm into his hand, his voice brought me back to my senses for a moment. "You realize that white material is see through when it's wet?" There was that smile on his lips again, and in his voice this time. Our gazes were locked as I tried to stammer out a reply, god what was wrong with me, I never get like this! I dropped my gaze and gave up trying to reply. I heard him take a deep breath, his hand stopping its movement. "I liked what I saw, sweetheart. I've had my eye on you for a long time and I think you've been watching me too." I didn't know what to say, what are you supposed to say when a guy just tells you he liked getting to see your pussy? My gaze was fixed fast on the floor, his left hand came up and grasped me under my chin to force my face up to look at him. "I'm going to touch you, sweetheart." He said softly. My eyes widened and I tried to shake my head no, but his hand held my face firmly. I felt his other hand move my shorts to the side and slide up my thigh then over to my already wet pussy. I didn't want him to know how hot I was. "No. Please don't, Bret." I managed to get out. "Shhhh. I'm not going to hurt you. You know that" he replied, and then he was there. One finger slid up my wet slit. He knew. I closed my eyes against his gaze just after I saw the triumphant look in his eyes and he knew he had won. He began stroking my mound, softly, dancing his fingers over me and letting one slid up my opening every now and then, teasing me. "Open your eyes and look at me." He said, firmly. I did. He slid one of his thick fingers deep inside me and I couldn't help but roll my eyes back and moan. "I'm going to taste you." He wasn't asking, he was telling. He stood me up and pushed my shorts down then sat me on the edge of my chair and knelt in front of me, spreading my legs with his hands, holding them apart. Oh my god I had never had my pussy licked like that. He was everywhere, he was slow and teasing, he was unmercifully slapping my clit with his tongue while he moved one hand from my leg to begin slipping his fingers in and out of my wetness. First one, then two, I was leaning back in the chair enjoying him working on me and I was so close to cumming at that point I didn't care what he did to me. He must have been able to tell because he stopped what he was doing and pushed the stuff on my desk over to the other side to get it out of the way, he stood me up and pulled my tank top off over my head, then told me to take off my bra, which I did. Then he removed his cloths, holy crap he was hot and I couldn't help but drop my gaze down to his cock. It wasn't a monster cock, I would say around 5 ½ inches or so, but Jesus it was thick. He smiled when he saw me looking at him and I reached out to take it in my hand, but he caught my hand in his and said, "Next time." I nodded. He put me up on the desk and pushed me back so I was laying on it, legs spread open for him. He stood between my thighs and lined up his cock to my dripping pussy. I expected him to just ram it in but instead he started teasing me, rubbing that huge head against my clit, then down my slit to poke at my hole, then repeating the process, each time pressing in a little deeper. I was squirming by that time, wanting his dick in me and I tell him that. He must have been waiting for me to say something because he plunged in obligingly as soon as I said 'please.' Long slow strokes all the way in and almost all the way out, still teasing me. I was moaning and squirming against him trying to get him in me deeper and harder, but he kept his hands on my hips, pinning me down so I couldn't move around too much. He moved one hand over and started teasing my clit as he fucked me slowly in and out, in and out. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. "Stop teasing and fuck me!" That must have been what he was waiting for, he pulled out of me and pulled me off the desk, pushing me down on the floor, it was cold against my back but I didn't care at that point. He wasted no time in burying himself back in me, but this time it was not slow and teasing, this time he was really fucking me. His thick cock stretching me with each thrust, faster and faster. I was moaning and trying to match my thrusts with his but I couldn't keep up. I finally just spread my legs as wide as I could and moaned while he fucked me harder than I had ever been fucked before. He reached down with one hand and began twisting my nipple; then bent over and took the other one in his mouth. This sent me over the edge and I started to cum, my hands grabbing his ass and trying to pull him in deeper. Before I was done with my orgasm he changed his rhythm and I don't know how he was doing it but he was doing something to the inside of my cunt that made it keep convulsing long after I would have normally been done cumming. It didn't take long after that and I felt him start to cum in me. After he finished he just laid there for a minute while we both caught our breath, then he kissed me long and deep. I smiled at him and asked if he would mind closing with me every night from now on. He grinned his answer back at me. Closing Time He was watching her again. Dave and Beth worked together almost every night at the bar. He had wanted her from the minute she started working there. Tonight she was stocking the bar before the rush of customers. He watched her discreetly as she leaned over the stacked cases. Every time she leaned over he could see the barest hint of cleavage. He knew she never wore a bra, the corset style vest was all she ever wore. Tonight she had paired it with a very short flippy skirt and knee high heeled boots. She knew he was watching her. She could feel him watching. At 6'3 he was hard to miss especially since it was his job to watch the bar. Every time she caught him watching she wondered what he was thinking. "Tonight I think I'm going to give him something to watch for real" she thought to herself. She stepped to the side of the bar and glancing over her shoulder leaned over to lift a case of beer. As she leaned over she knew her skirt would rise up. She pretended to struggle with the case for a moment before waving him over. "Dave, could you help me? I need a couple cases." She leaned over to grab the couple of bottles on the side of the case, intentionally bumping her hips against him. He glanced down at her, putting one of his large hands on her hip to steady her. "Where do you want the cases?" "Follow me darlin'" As she walked down the length of the bar, she put a little extra swing into her hips. She could feel him watching her and for whatever reason, tonight it excited her. It surprised her really, she had never thought about him in that way. Something was different tonight she decided. Tonight she was going to try something a little different. "So Dave, how do you think we're gonna do tonight? Think we'll be as busy as last weekend?" Dave glanced down at Beth with her question. At barely 5'4" she always seemed so very small to him. He could see a light in her eyes tonight. Something was different with her. "I think we'll be packed. Just make sure you know that I'm on the floor if you need anything." He told her leaning back against the bar. She walked over to him with a bottle in each hand. Stopping right in front of him, she reached behind him to set the bottles on the shelf. "I know you're always on the floor. I also know that you are always watching me." She reached up to grab his coffee cup from the shelf behind him brushing her breasts against his chest. Dave took a minute to study her face before he answered. "Why wouldn't I watch you? You're beautiful." Beth smiled at him, "You're not so bad yourself," She glanced over as the door to the bar opened. "Well big guy, it looks like we're gonna have to finish this conversation later. It's show time." She walked away to start his pot of coffee. "Oh yeah, we're gonna finish this conversation." he mumbled as she walked away to greet her customers. 3 hours in to her shift Beth took a break for a smoke in the alley behind the bar. She sits on the step and lets the cool air hit her. She leans back on her elbows closing her eyes. Quietly Dave steps into the alley. "Hi Dave" she says lazily. "You shouldn't be out here by yourself. You never know what kind of people could be out here and you don't want to get hurt do you?" She stands up stretching her arms over her head. "Are you dangerous Dave? Do I need to worry about what you'll do to me?"She walks slowly to him sliding her hands down over her breasts. "You seem to enjoy watching me, is that all you'll ever do? C'mon Dave why don't you show me how dangerous you can be.." Dave smiled down at Beth, then took one step, then another walking her backwards against the wall. As she stops short against the wall, he leans down. "Don't play princess - you don't want to know how dangerous this game really is." As he turns to walk away, she grabs his arm. "Wait a damn minute, you can't..." She's cut off as he turns to her again and presses her back against the wall. With one hand holding her captive against the wall, he takes his other hand and reaches into her long hair pulling her head back to take her mouth in a deep kiss. She starts to push him away, he holds firm his tongue dancing against hers. He angles in deeper dragging her hair back. She stops pushing against him and wraps her arms around him. He breaks the kiss, moving down to her neck. At her moan he moves back to her mouth, kissing him deeply. Anchoring her hands in his hair she arches her body against him. Dave slid his hands down Beth's body feeling her bare skin under her vest, he runs his hands down over her hips. Beth arches her hips towards Dave moaning into his mouth. He slides his hands under her skirt cupping her bottom. He boosts her up to wrap her legs around his waist as she breaks the kiss. "Please, God Please Dave touch me..." She tilts her head back as his lips slide down her neck then down to the top of her breasts rising up above the vest she's wearing. She slides her hands between them opening the vest, he kisses and licks his way down her chest. "Please Dave, touch me. Please." He leans back to look at her, her chest damp with perspiration. She looks at him in the eye, "You're watching me again..." "I know, I've always wondered how you would look when you're like this. How you would look when you come. Let me see, let me watch you while you come." He leans down and gently kisses her breast, sliding his tongue around her nipple over and over again as she quivers against him. Finally he takes her nipple into his mouth rolling her nipple with his tongue. Her tugs gently at her, feeling her arch against him. He lifts his head watches her toss her head side to side, "Look at me Beth, open your eyes. I'm about to make you come, and I want to watch. Look at me while I touch you." He slides his hands down her body, lifting her skirt to expose her sheer white thong soaked with her wetness. "Dave, wait. Someone could walk out..." "I don't care, look at me. You're going to come for me." He kisses her deeply rubbing her with her underwear between them. She moans into his mouth arching her hips against him almost riding his hand. He slid her thong away from her body, running one long finger along her opening. At her gasp he slides one finger, then two into her. Pumping his hand against her, he runs his hand up her body to cup her breast. "Come for me Beth, let me see you while you come". She rides his hand harder and faster moaning his name. He rolls her nipple between his fingers. "Whoops, sorry." A nameless customer walks out into the alley and then back to the bar, and neither of them notice. Dave uses his thumb to rub her clit, still using his fingers inside her. Beth cries out as she rides his hand to orgasm. Her head falls back, as she gasps for air overwhelmed with what she is feeling. Dave pulls his fingers from her body still quaking from her orgasm. He puts her underwear back in place as he kisses her gently. He lets her legs slide down to the ground, reaching between them to lace her vest up again. "Dave, you didn't...I mean we didn't finish." Dave kissed her once more, "There will be plenty of time for that later. Right now, your break is over and you need to get back inside. I'm going to stay here until I'm a little more uh, presentable." Beth looks down between them, and runs her hands down his body feeling his hard on. She grins and tells him, "You bet. I'll see you inside." As Beth walks into the bar again, she thinks to herself 'This should make for an interesting evening.' 3am - Closing Time Beth was talking to her friend Allie about their shift. "I'd give anything right now to be able to take these boots off. I mean anything. And good God if I see another empty bottle I might scream!" Allie smiled, "Hey did you hear about the two in the alley. One of the customers walked out and found a couple having sex outside. That's so odd don't you think. I mean normally Dave doesn't even let anyone go out there but employees. Hey, you don't think it was an employee do you? I wonder who it was?" Beth felt the color creep up into her face as she remembered the way that she came with Dave's fingers inside of her. The way that she cried out as she got closer to getting off. "I don't know Allie, maybe it was just two customers who managed to slip past Dave." "Hey Dave, did you hear about the couple out in alley?" Beth's eyes widened as Allie looked past her to Dave. "Nope, don't know anything about it." he smiled as he walked over to Beth. "Hey Beth, I heard you'd do anything to get those boots off. Why don't you let me help you?" He lifted Beth up to sit on the edge of the bar, while he pulled up a stool. He lifted on of her feet to his knee, as he slid his hands up over her calf to the zipper of boot, slowly he slid the zipper down running his fingers over the skin he exposed. After sliding her boot off, he rolled her sheer stocking down pulling it off her foot. He gave the same treatment to her other leg. She leaned back on her arms watching him. He started rubbing her feet gently, pressing his thumbs into the tender spots on her feet. She moaned long and deep in her throat. "Oh my God, that's amazing. I only have one problem now. I refuse to put my shoes back on, so how would you propose that I get back out to my truck? I can't exactly walk thru the parking lot barefoot." Dave grinned at Beth, "Don't worry about it Princess. I'll get you where you need to be." He tossed his keys to Allie, "There you go Al, Joe is still here and he'll help you lock the place up. See ya tomorrow." With that said, he flipped Beth up over his shoulder and walked her into the cool evening air. "As I recall, you always park your truck at the back of the lot." Beth was still speechless as she felt herself being carried across the parking lot with her ass hanging out for everyone to see. "Dave put me down, I mean it. There are people still in the parking lot and my ass is hangin' out for all of them to see. Come on now, I mean it!" Beth tried to wiggle herself free, but Dave only smacked her bottom lightly. "I told you that I would get you to your truck and I meant it. Now stop before you hurt yourself." As they approached her truck, Dave reached his hands up and asked for her keys. Beth struggled with the zipper to her purse and found her keys. Dave took them from her hands and unlocked her truck. Flipping her right side up, he set her inside the truck. He leaned forward and kissed her before she had a chance to argue with him. "I want to go home with you, I want to finish what we started." Beth looked at him and leaning forward pressed her lips to his. "Drive me home." Dave walked around the truck and got behind the wheel of the truck. He had to adjust the seat all the way back to accommodate his long legs. As he drove down the highway to Beth's house, Beth scooted across the seat to cuddle up next to Dave. She leaned over to kiss his ear, and stroke his leg. "I can't believe how fast you made me come in the alley. I've never had anyone touch me the way you did. I wonder just how quickly I can make you come. I know you didn't finish before." Beth stroked her hand up his leg across his rising hard on. "I want to touch you, do you think that you can handle it while you drive or should I wait until we get to the house?" She slid her hands over to his waist band, and with a flick of her fingers unbuttoned his pants, slowly she slid his zipper down. He sucked in a deep breath as her fingers found him. She pulled him from his pants stroking him gently, then with longer strokes. He rocked his hips against her hand so she started increasing the rhythm of her stroking. He moaned once, and she leaned down and took him in her mouth. With long pulling strokes she sucked his cock deep into her mouth, stroking with her hands at the same time. Dave's hand resting against Beth's head, his fingers winding in her hair. "Beth, I'm not going to last long if you keep that up. If your not going to, I mean of you don't feel comfortable, you should stop..." he trailed off as she, in answer to his question deepened the strokes. She worked him with her mouth, pumping his cock with her mouth and hands never stopping as he came in her mouth. Dave pulled into the driveway of beth's house with a screech, dropping his head back on the seat. "Oh my God, I didn't think I'd make it. My eyes crossed for a second." Beth pulled herself to a sitting position and smiled smugly. "It didn't take long at all...could it be that I am better than you?" Dave reached across her and pulled her across his lap to straddle him. "Lets see shall we?" He pulled her forward into a deep kiss opening her vest once again to cup her breasts in his hands. She arched back against the steering wheel as he took her nipple into his mouth. She rocked her hips against his, feeling his cock surging against her again. Dave pulled his head away, "Lets go inside, I need a bed and I need you...let's go." "Next time, I can't wait Dave. I need you now." She leaned forward and kissed him deeply her tongue stroking his. Her hands found him again, hard and hot. "Please Dave, now..." He tore the sheer white thong, and slid his fingers against her. She was so wet and tight. Beth lifted herself up and reached between them to position his cock against her opening. She slid slowly down the length of him, feeling her self stretch to accommodate him. He reached behind her to cup her bottom, lifting her as she started to ride him. She let her head fall back as she rode, she streaked her hands up her body to cup her breasts, pulling at her nipples. She rode him harder and harder. Dave slid one of his hands between them and rubbed his thumb over her clit, setting off her orgasm. She cried out as wave after wave went through her body. Her head fell limply against his shoulder. "My turn...", quickly Dave pulled out and lifted her off his lap. He lay her back on the seat cushions and raised her legs, pushing slowly into her body. She closed her legs around his waist locking him in. "Oh baby, you're so tight. God you feel so good..." He increased his strokes lifting her legs over his shoulder to penetrate as deeply as he could. Pumping in to her harder now and faster, she started coming again. Her chest was heaving as she panted out his name. "Oh god Beth, I'm coming...oh god." He thrust into her one final time as he emptied into her. He let her legs drop from his shoulders as she wrapped her arms around him. "Mmmmm." Beth stroked her hands over his back, drawing circles on his shoulders. "I can't believe we waited this long..." She smiled as he leaned up to kiss her. Dave reached up and gently cupped her breasts in his hands, rolling her nipples between his fingers. "I want you again, Beth. And I distinctly remember you telling me that next time you wanted a bed. Lets go, we have all night..." As they got out of the truck, Beth turned to lock the truck. When she turned around again to take Dave's hand, she saw him again. Watching her. Closing Time at the Brew Store This is a story I wrote for an entrepreneurial friend of mine... ***** So - you have a close group of fellow brewers. You've known each other for awhile - trust each other. You have meetings when your store is closed: play poker in the back room, etc. Last year you went to Vegas - just the guys - and that's a whole other story. You've enjoyed your own beer enough that there have been nights when you've disclosed some of your adventures - and some of your wish lists. Half of them look at you as a hero (mostly the ones that stayed in YOUR room in Vegas) and half of them don't really believe you've done some of the things you've professed to. Half of them have met me, half of them haven't. You have collectively boasted about trying something more risqué - something public - and you don't think they have it in them and you know one more thing... I'm coming to visit. *** You tell them you need to hold a special meeting - one still within store hours. I arrived in the morning and we had a nice visit - including me sucking you off during your lunch break - to help you survive what is to happen later. I'm standing just away from the door, looking at the shelves, when the first guy arrives. He recognizes me and grinds to a halt in the door. The guy behind him stumbles into him and they both trip in with a certain amount of consternation. I turn and grin at the first guy, wink and go back to shopping. There is already another customer in the store too - a female - so you can't speak freely. The guys motion to you to join them outside, but you grin and shake your head and motion for them to come up to you at the counter. You talk to them in a hushed voice: "You wanted some risk" you remind them "You constantly complain how boring vanilla sex is. Here is your chance. She is willing to ... interact... with you while in the store. Only within the store. No rules... nothing out of bounds. If you are willing... she will be." "I need a drink." replies one. All the members of your club have arrived and each are drawn to the side and explained the rules. Some liquid courage had been procured and passed around - as well as some condoms pocketed. I sneak up behind one that I knew from Vegas while he is pretending to read a label - for the fifth time. I whisper "Hi" in his ear. He freezes. I take the opportunity to snake my hands around his waist and find his cock to rub. I grin triumphantly as he stifles a groan, while looking desperately from one of the other occupants to another. The woman has made her selection and you are helping her at the counter. The only other people watching are the other friends. You are doing your best to concentrate on your paying customer. "I'm here to have fun." I whisper in his ear, and slip around to the front of him and slowly lower myself to my knees. The customer cannot see me from the door - but everyone can see his face. I lose no time quietly lowering his zipper and extracting his erection so I can suck on his cock. His eyes could not get wider - and then they close - and then pop open again - in a confused attempt to appear normal. Your friends cannot believe what is happening - or how much it is turning them on. It is all you can do to finish the transaction with a straight face. You come around the counter and walk the customer to the door. I've worked his hard cock out and wrapped my energetic mouth around him... and suddenly in the middle of your place of business I have my head bobbing up and down. He is trying not to lose his mind or collapse. One of the other guys moves to the end of the row and silently watches. The other guy comes up right to us for the best view. You come to the other side of the shelves and they look at you - you just grin and walk back up to the front to look busy while keeping a look out, happy that I drained you not long before. The guy beside me is not patient and kneels down to fondle my breasts. I make eye contact with him and smile encouragement - then spread my legs wide, exposing the damp g-string under my skirt. With another hand I open an extra button to allow him better access to the breasts held high by my corset. I break my suction on the one - who is now gripping the shelf tightly and kiss the other quickly. He almost falls down, but recovers, places one hand behind my head and kisses me ferociously, while moving his hand around my breast inside my shirt. I undo another button and press his head towards my chest, while I turn back to the cock in my hand - attached to a breathless, waiting man too scared to move in case the fantasy disappears. I slowly open wide and cover his cock with my mouth in slow motion - for the benefit of the owner of the cock, and the man watching from the end of the row... watching while the stiff, engorged, pulsing member - slick with juices - disappears into my willing throat. I let out a soft moan as the man sucking on my breast moves his hand between my legs. I want to concentrate more on my own pleasure, so I increase suction and timing and create a solid seal between my hand and my mouth. Movement catches your eye. "Customer!" you call out. Both men tense, but I just move faster. Bringing both hands to bear, moving rhythmically and quickly, up and down, working to blur his panic at being caught with the extreme sensations that my mouth and hands are creating around his cock. I can feel the moment that I win and his hips start to move against my face. I know his eyes have closed and he is giving me the victory I want. Just as the first spurt hits the back of my throat, I can hear the "ding" of your door chime that signals that someone else has entered. I don't stop. I keep milking him. Pulling out the last drops and swallowing them down, I am vaguely aware of the sound of you loudly and distractingly greeting the customer and showing them something new over by the counter. In the blink of an eye, I give a final swallow and lick, tuck the deflating member back into his pants, wipe my hands on my skirt and come up holding something that was on the lower shelf. "I found what I was looking for!" I proudly call to you. You smile and nod, sparing a glance at your friend who is still braced against the shelf, gripping it for dear life. I turn to the next friend. He has turned to pretend to look at something on the shelf behind me. I look over his shoulder while I subtly press against him and move my hands over his ass. The first man, shakes his head and carefully walks over to a stool to retrieve his drink and rest his locked legs. He is unable to wipe the grin off of his face. I stand next to the second man, but I look away - back towards the counter. It take in the sight of the third friend, who has been diligently reading the instruction manual for an expensive piece of equipment. The second man is trying his best to appear like he is interested in the product he is facing. Below the level of the shelves, I pull his hand towards me, lift up my skirt and ease his hand into my underwear, pressing my mound against him - all while keeping my gaze on the others. He wants the prize that comes with winning this game, so starts to draw slow circles around my clit. Now it is my turn to lock my legs and fake a neutral look. Whenever the customer is looking away - but you are looking at me - I roll my own nipples with my fingers, which are hard and erect from having two men watching me and a third stroking my very hot and very wet snatch. The new customer starts towards us and with an inaudible sigh, I break away from my pussy rub and wander down the aisle, pausing to look at different products. For fun, I wander over and say a friendly greeting to the new customer... wondering if his subconscious is picking up the cum on my breath or the smell of my own juices which are practically running down my leg. He smiles back and we have a brief conversation about Seattle and then I wish him well and continue on. You shake your head slightly at me, trying not to laugh out loud. I walk up to check out Instruction Manual Man and start to joke around, but stop when his gaze meets mine. There is a steel there. And a fire. This one does not wish to be played with. He wants the control to be his. Expects it. Demands it. He looks over at the customer, then back at me and shakes his head slightly. I nod and continue back to the second friend - who has not moved from the label he was reading 2 minutes ago. It is only 20 mins until closing. The customer moves towards the door, mentions that it was nice to meet me as he passes, and waves to you as he leaves. Hot and horny now, I push #2 down on his knees and force his face between my thighs. "I need you" I tell him. I look up at you "I need to go over" I explain. You nod and wait to see if your friend is capable. A head disappears under my skirt and I sigh as my soaked panties are pulled down. I kick them back under a shelf. Holding on to the shelf with both hands, I lean back and open my legs wider. Soft moans escape while the sucking sounds get louder and sloppier. I'm grinding my cunt against his face and he is reaching his tongue as far into my sweet slit as he can reach. I'm pressing against him, trying to use him to bring myself release, looking up at the clock, back at you - noticing you are having more trouble paying attention to the street. Suddenly Mr. Manual is beside me. He pushes the man between my legs back, sweeps an arm behind me for support and brings his other hand between my legs. He is suddenly stroking me from anus to clit. Forcefully, with obvious knowledge of what he is doing, he works me. He knows I am close and what to do about it. I gasp and he thrusts two fingers inside me - going instantly for the right spot - just above and at the front. I can't help it, I moan loudly. "Yes" I beg "please, please" He knows that spot... he knows... a far off part of my brain thinks that I should have brought a towel...and then I'm cumming. I scream out "yes" and dig my nails into his arms, which are holding me up, while moving against his hand as he presses the magic spot. Liquid spurts out and drips onto the floor. The 2nd guy - still on the floor from when he was pushed back, now has his cock out and is rubbing himself while he watches. There are now 10 minutes until the store officially closes. As my blissful fog clears, I smile up at my benefactor and try to reach up and kiss him - but he does not allow me to. Mr. M has moved me around in his arms and holds me against him so that I am looking down at the guy kneeling on the floor with his cock out and across at Blissfully Still Stunned guy who is watching everything like he is at a theatre. He puts one arm across my hip and between my legs, pulling my skirt up to expose me for full view - even from someone that walked by the front window - and pops my remaining buttons so that there is nothing to impede him when he lifts my breasts to the top of the corset and sets them on display. His fingers are starting to circle my clit, so I have stopped caring what else is happening as I feel heat building hot on the heels of the last blast. "Clean her up" he commands the one on the floor. "You too" he says to the one standing. In a daze they both lap at the drips running down my legs and lap up my ejaculate - with the attitude of boys that just discovered fairy dust was real. He pulls his hand out of range as the men come to my wet cunt, but reaches around to cup my ass and thigh to keep me splayed open and pushed, exposed, towards their waiting mouths. It is hypnotic and arousing to watch both men lap at me and vie for more area for their mouths. You've come to the end of the aisle and can't help but softly move your hand against your partial erection at this new sight. We all start as we hear a car outside. "Close up: Now." Mr. M commands - but it is too late. A happy couple of students enter. When told that the store is closing, they beg for the opportunity to grab the things they need for the project they are working on. You offer to help them along, but they assure you that they know what they need. They split up to speed up the process. During the greeting, the first and second friends have wiped their faces, seen to their zippers and hastily moved to different parts of the aisle to nonchalantly stand up. One student looks vaguely surprised when he turns to see four other customers, when he thought there were only one or two, but shrugs and stays intent on his list. The other student is quizzing you on the best product for a certain application and he has to ask twice before you can give him enough of your attention to supply an answer. Mr. M has released me and is standing arms length away staring at me with an inscrutable look on his face. He tucked my breasts back into my corset, but lightly slapped my hands when I tried to bring my top back together. He leans forward and whispers an order in my ear. I nod and head towards the shopping student. "Can I help you with anything?" I ask as he looks up. As he lifts his head, his gaze is momentarily arrested by the full bosom that is clearly displayed - including erect nipples which are barely contained by the half-cups of the lingerie. It takes him several seconds to meet my eyes and mumble out "no... thank you". I give him my best grin and move my hand to rest on the pillow my right breast is forming and oh so minutely... move my pinky against my right nipple. I watch with fascination as a blush rises on the young person's neck. He looks away embarrassed, but shortly looks back. I smile at him in an open, friendly way. I ask where he goes to school and he mumbles the name of the school and about living in a house nearby. The moment is broken by the other student calling over that he is finished shopping. The student fumbles his goodbye, grabs the first product that comes to hand and heads to the register. Mr. M comes down the aisle with friend #2. When the students are facing the till he pushes me down on my knees and brings my breasts higher again - so they are sitting in full view, perched on top of the cups. He nods to #2. "I don't think I can" he whispers to Mr. M, looking at the students. Catching on, I reach forward and get out his softened cock. "I will help you get started" I say - and draw him into my mouth. But time is of the essence, and I don't go softly. I suck him as far back as I can and immediately start to pulse around him. To speed things up, knowing both sets of eyes are on me, I dip my right hand into my own vaginal juices and lubricate my fingers - bringing them up to the base of his penis and rubbing back, along the perineum, to rim his anus. He grasps the shelf, making a noise that causes the group at the till to look in our direction. Mr. M smiles a cool smile and gives an "everything is OK here" wave. He goes back to pretending conversation with friend #2. The second student scans the room for a few seconds longer, wondering where I have disappeared to. He returns to the business of paying. The sucking and the rimming are quickly working and I feel the initial straining of the hips towards me. Understanding what Mr. M wants, I detach and sit back on my heels, pushing my breasts forwards. "Cover her." Mr. M quietly commands and strokes my hair, completely relaxed. Close to the end already, friend #2 takes his own cock and pumps madly, moving his gaze from my mouth to my breasts. Mr M bends down and whispers "Help him." to me. I bring my hands to my nipples and start to roll them between my fingers. With one hand I start to flick them... once... twice... I sense the motion out of the corner of my eye half a second before the first splash hits me. I lean back into Mr. M's hand as the second friend unloads his balls onto my cleavage... soft, warm cum dripping over and between my breasts, strands running onto my blouse... I smile and help the exhausted friend do up his zipper, as he is still too stunned to move himself. With his back between me and the front counter, he tucks my breasts back in - but makes no move to clean them - and brings my blouse mostly, but not completely, closed. It is obvious what has messed me up - if anyone was to look. Mr. M motions for me to crawl along the floor until I am nearly at the front aisle, before I stand. He walks away just as I realize that the first student is coming towards me. The student smiles apologetically and says "My friend got the wrong thing - I don't know what he was thinking." As he goes past me, there is a slight pause in his step. Whether it was the sight, or the smell, something has alerted him and he turns back to glance at me again. I give him the same friendly smile and his now-embarrassed friend calls out for him to hurry. I give him a half wave, surely disturbing the blouse and showing him a brief glimpse of the glistening mass on my chest. I look towards the counter and I can see your disturbed blush from where I am, but I send you a happy and relaxed smile too. Just a few more moments - then the store will be closed. You see the students out, but even as you are turning the open sign to closed and locking the door, Mr. M comes up behind me, scoops me into his arms and heads for the back room. You and the other two follow, hitting the lights "off" as you go past. Mr. M has found the long, sturdy table that you use for sorting supplies and finishes ripping my blouse and skirt off of me, before laying me face first across the table. "Slut" he says to me. "Yes" I grin back at him. He spanks my ass. The other three jump - and I moan - as he follows that by rubbing circles around my anus and slipping his fingers between my legs over and over... The first two friends, now released from all concern about being seen, are standing nearby wondering if they need to ask permission to fondle, but deciding it was prudent to remove their own pants so that they could more easily rub the cocks that are coming back to life. You come over and slide your hands around my face and kiss me tenderly. "Having fun?" "Absolutely" I reply. "but I really need to be fucked." I moan as Mr. M takes that comment as a challenge and pushes his fingers inside me again. I welcome it - pushing my ass back towards him. "Flip her over" you tell Mr. M. He obliges and you cradle me against you and play with my breasts while the others watch. Mr. M stands and looks at me for a moment, then methodically removes his clothes, folds them and places them to the side. He returns with his cock standing proudly against his belly, reaches forward and pulls my hips to his end of the table. He stops to roll on a condom as I watch his every move... hungrily. "Brace her" he commands. You stand against the table, with my shoulders and head against you, and take my hands in yours. One of the other two reaches in to play with my breasts and the other stands at the end, continuing to fondle himself. Mr. M stands between my legs, wrapping my legs around him and starts by running his cock along my cleft and coating me with his juices. He is staring into my eyes, branding the moment into my brain, and then looks down, forcing my gaze to follow his, so we are both watching his cock slide along my clit... over... and over... the intensity is enough to start driving me upwards again... hyper-aware of the pressure and touch of his velvet-covered steel moving against my over-excited, open, raw nerve bundles... and suddenly he is inside my head falls back, my eyes roll into my head and I cry out in triumph. He starts slow. Not because he must - I am beyond wet and open - but to show his control. He pushes into me completely... and stops. I open my eyes and look into his. It is a contest. A game. I smirk and clench my vaginal muscles around him... over and over... I see the look in his eyes change slightly. I am not a simple push over. I give pleasure - but I also demand it. I push my hips slightly towards him and he clamps his hands down on them. Closing Time at the Brew Store He pulls back and stops. He notes my brief look of complaint. Then rams himself home. I cry out with relief. Out. Back. Out. Back. He finds a rhythm. I strain towards him, then close my eyes and lose myself to multiple sensations - your arms holding me tight, the occasionally suck on my nipple or brush of hands on my skin, but mostly the slam, slam, slam of his cock hitting deeply, squarely inside my womb, pushing the sensations higher and higher, as my earlier orgasms have prepared my body for a larger, longer one... I open my eyes and grin up at you and grunt out the word "close". Incredibly, he increases pressure, increases his rhythm, the pounding, the force of the power that is pushing, pushing, pushing... yes, oh yes. oh. fuck. yes. Screaming my release with complete abandon, I continue as he drives me upwards once more, finally losing himself and bending down to take a breast in his mouth and bite it almost painfully. Then he lifts me off the table entirely and throws me down on the couch - quickly displacing another friend - and takes a more complete position on top of me. Now able to stretch himself above me and put his full concentration into his thrusts, he closes his own eyes and lets loose of his own control and moves his hips with final abandon. The sight is magnificent as all of his muscles tense as he finally shatters the last barrier and fully releases into me. Poised above me, inside me, he thrusts everything into this one moment in time. We collapse. Spent. Slowly it occurs to me that I have new puddles on my body - one in my hair, and one, interestingly, on my foot. He rolls to a sitting position and bestows upon me the first smile I've seen from him. You come over and grin down at me. "One more?" you ask? "Of course!" I say. You scoop me up and settle me down on your naked lap, carefully tucking your wrapped erection inside of me. I curl my body happily around you and sink into your arms. Slowly I move against you while you rub my back and hair. "Sorry for not believing you." Mr. M mutters, sitting beside us on the couch. We all laugh softly... while I continue to rock against you, still working towards the conclusion of our evening of public and private release. I turn to watch his face as I recover some fire and lean back to move more intently in your lap. It is arousing - him watching - them watching - as I thrust against you, as my breasts bounce. He reaches out to hold one as I press against you. I look down at your smiling face and grin back at you. "Thank you." and I begin to ride you in earnest. *** The End *** Closing Time at the Restaurant I am the last person in the local restaurant one night with only you left working. A very young, 19 year old, beautiful brunette with nice firm round breasts, your tight upturned round little ass pushes out beneath the hem of your tight uniform top. Your top now has a few of the top buttons undone now that the day is over and you are cleaning up to close the restaurant, exposing some lovely cleavage when you bend over a little. You also kicked off your shoes and socks, leaving your cute little feet bare beneath your pant legs. I watch your sexy young body as you clean the tables, watching as you bend over the table, stretching to reach across and rub the surface clean. Your upturned, round ass pushing out beneath the hem of your shirt as you bend, wiggling as you move. Then it happens, you knock over a water glass and the water goes shooting across the surface of the table and right into your crotch and thighs, soaking them with ice cold water. You shriek and mumble to yourself, "just great," and then start to unbutton your pants and slide them down. As you push them down you exposes your bare, beautiful, firm ass beneath your shirt wearing only sexy red lace panties. Down your pants slide, down long smooth bare legs, to bare feet, and off to the side. I watch as you bend over again to clean the tables, this time with naked legs and exposed ass only covered by revealing red panties. Your round ass rounds even more, pushing out beneath your shirt as you bend over at the waist and arch your back a little, struggling ever so slightly to reach the other end of the tables and booths. Your thoughts wander and your partial nudity at work gets you increasingly turned on. I watch as your free hand starts to touch your body, inching towards your pussy. Delicately, You start to rub between your toned bare thighs, starting to press into your young engorged pussy lips. My view gets better as I watches you bend over, bringing your hand rubbing your pussy better into view below your tight ass, moving increasingly faster. I hear your start to softly moan, and lose focus on your work. You brings your hand up to your breast as you moves between tables, soon unbuttoning a little more of your shirt and pulling it aside to expose your naked firm breast to knead and play with your hard little nipples. In the middle of cleaning a table you jerk, bracing herself with one hand as you moan, "oh fuck," a tremor of pleasure pulsing through you. "Oh yes.." You make your way closer and closer to my table, until right next to mine. I watch your amazing body and make a movement, setting your off to my presence. You bolt up and are frozen looking at me in shock. You stand there, long bare legs and feet, sexy red panties, tight shirt unbuttoned part way, one side jostled far enough out to see your little hard nipple on a nice round firm breast, and the cleavage showing off the edge of an equally amazing breast hidden under your top. I obviously had a hard on and in your shock your eyes had moved to staring at it. "Hi, I'm Josh" I say, and you pull out of your shock enough to say you are Sarah, still not quite sure what to do and forgetting how exposed you are right now. You find yourself incredibly attracted to this much older 28 year old you are now alone with half naked. You're a virgin, but you're terribly curious, and now you find yourself here. "I was enjoying watching you clean." I talk to you and compliment you, while you can barely pay attention. "You look like you were enjoying yourself, what were you thinking about?" Your face flushes as you register the question... "Well, umm.... I was thinking about.... Well... about a guy at school." "What was he doing?" "Umm.... I was thinking about the time we were making out and I took him in my mouth and.... Well..." You got silent. "And what?" "Well, I imagined having sex with him..." You couldn't believe you were saying all this, but you were just getting more turned on. "Have you ever done that before?" "No" "You should, it's amazing," I say, as your eyes shy away and end up going down and stopping at my hardon again, "do you want to see it?" You say yes before you even realize it. I pull it out of my pants for you to stare at as you stand frozen, still with your breast exposed and your panties exposed and your long bare legs. I start to get up and you just stand and watch. I walk over to you and you turn to keep facing me as I back your until your bare asscheecks feel the cool wooden table top press against them. You just stare and stay there and I reaches a hand around you and lean in to kiss you. You stand frozen as my hands start to roam your body but kiss back and let out quiet little moans. My hand cups your tight round ass and another slides along to your bare breast. I kiss down your neck, down along your bare skin, over your naked breast, and down to your hard horny nipple. You moan as I suck and nibbles at your nipple, getting your wetter, your hand subconsciously sliding down to your pussy again. You are lost in the pleasure and I reach for your panties and slide them down your bare tight ass, down smooth bare legs, and landing on the floor at your feet, exposing your pussy to the cool restaurant air. I then join your hand at your pussy, pressing into your soft lips, sliding and curling inside your wet warm pussy. You moan and melt with pleasure. "Oh god, that feels good.... Mm!" I kiss down your body, over the taught softness of your belly, down your mound, to your clit, and begin licking you as my fingers slide inside, pressing inside and along the tight walls of your pussy. You moan louder, losing yourself in the pleasure on your sweet virgin body by this restaurant stranger, giving yourself to me. Your knees are trembling as your body is wracked with an approaching orgasm. And then I stop. "What? No," You whine, "please, I'm so mmmff!..." but your whines are soon muffled by my lips and my caressing hands teasing your clit and soft skin. I whisper in your ear as I press my body against yours, "Don't worry, you'll get it, you'll get everything." You are mesmerized and my teasing is making you drip as you continue near the edge of orgasm. "Oh... mmmm..." you moan and whimper. "Tell me you want it," I whisper, applying more pressure and teasing at your entrance. You squirm and whine, "Please, I need to cum, please, I want it so bad, I want to cum! Ohhhhh!" My fingers slide in as you continue and your head curls back, along with your eyes. I bring my hard bare cock up between your legs behind my fingers, preparing to enter your sopping wet pussy. I rub the hard tip dripping with precum along your clit as my fingers press deep inside, eliciting strong moans. Oblivious to what I am doing I start moving it farther down, inching as I rub the hot knob up and down your lips until I reach my fingers and your slick, wet entrance. I start to press in, sliding in the head into your hot, seeping folds. "Oh... wait," you suddenly realize what I am doing, "I didn't mean that... oh..mmm... you're not even covered... mmm... and I'm a virgin... uhhh...and have a boyfriend." Only my head is moving in and out of the soft entrance as my fingers continue pleasuring you to a building orgasm. "You mean you don't want to feel this hard hot rod driving in you, filling you," I whisper in your ear, "driving you to screaming orgasms?" "Oh... mmmmmm... oh... I can't do this..." "Don't you want to cummm..." I whisper seductively in your ear as I inch more and more in. "But..... but... mmm... oh god..." You are torn, enraptured by the pleasure of all this stimulation rushing through you, while feeling that you shouldn't be letting this stranger take your virgin body like this. I slide in, driving in deeply for the first time, passionately taking this squirming, moaning girl, this virgin waitress on her own tables. My hard, pulsing cock drives into you, pressing along your sensitive walls, veins rubbing the throbbing flesh at your entrance gripping me as each bumps rubs against it, shooting tingling, electric pleasure up your spine and through your overwhelmed brain whirling with ecstatic sensations. My pelvis grinds into your mound, into your sensitive clit, as my cock enters you fully, filling you as you have never been before. "Oh god! Oh fuck, fuck! Mmmmm! Oh, oh! I'm cumming! Oh, don't stop! Fuck me! Fuck me! OhhhH! MMMMMMMM! Fuck!" You are going over the edge of the most amazing orgasm as I pound harder and harder into your little writhing body, wearing nothing but your uniform top completely unbuttoned. Your entire naked body mine. Your juices pour out as you convulse with tension and release of your orgasm. And I drive deeply, spurring your orgasm on and on. I pull my cock out and flip you over on your stomach. "Oh!" You exclaim at the interruption and as I flip your delicate body roughly, "What are you doing?" I look down to see that tight round ass atop those long smooth legs, your firm cheeks peeking out from the bottom of your shirt as you bend over at the waist on the table. I grab that ass and slide my cock right into your unbelievably wet pussy, driving a gasp from your cute mouth as I bottom out in one stroke, and hold it there. You start to squirm as I hold myself buried inside you and stay still as I drink in your amazing body in my hands. You whimper, now desperate for me to move inside you. "Please.. please keep going..." You whine. "Please what?" I reply coyly and smack your ass cheek, sending waves of sensation through your waiting, frustrated, tensed body. "Please, please fuck me..." You say, now a little shy about it. Smack! Again my hand smacks your soft bare skin of your ass with my cock buried deep inside. It causes a trembling that moves against my cock deep inside, teasing you with sensation, along with the sharp pleasurable pain of my palm cracking against your cheek. "What was that?" I say coyly again as if I couldn't hear. "Please!" Smack again, the shuddering sensation interrupting you, "Ohhh! Please, please! Please fuck me! Please!" Smack! "Oh fuckkk!" You exclaim as your body climbs with pleasure. I start driving my hard cock out and back in, over and over in slow steady strokes. Smack! "OhhhhhhHHHH!" You groan with intense pleasure, my hard, hot rod pressing in and out of your pussy raw with sensation. Smack! "Oh fuck! I'm cumming! UngghhhhHHH!!!" You scream out as your orgasm hits you hard, hands reaching out and grasping at the table, "oohhhhhhHHHH!!!! Fuck! AhhhhhHH! Yes! There, there, AHHHHHHHH!" Smack! You are a wonton harlot in my hands, impaled on my pole, taken, filled, pleasured, racked with orgasm after orgasm! My hands roam your body, touching every inch of tingling skin, pulling down your top off your shoulders and down your arms. I kiss your neck as I drive into you. Your breasts are in my hands as I massage the warm, firm flesh, occasionally tweaking a nipple. "Yes! Yes! Ohhhhh!" You moan and moan. Your body starts to shake, and I start to cum, set off by watching and hearing you peak, shooting streams of hot thick cum deep inside your pussy. Pulse after pulse of gooey cum ejects from the tip of my long hard cock buried deep inside you as you are filled within. You ride out your orgasm with my pulsing cock cumming with you, and then collapse below me on the table I stay there a few moments on top of you, caressing your perfect skin. "When do you close up again, alone?" I whisper, giving sexy emphasis to 'alone'. "Tuesday," is all you say quietly, breathlessly. "Be ready," I reply and slowly get up, and then start to slide my still hard cock out of that soaking wet, tight little pussy until your entrance is gripping only the head. And then I pull the rest out, watching my cock slide out of your lips and that beautiful ass. I watch my cum tumble out of your hole, and then drip, oozing out of your used virgin pussy and down your thigh. "Ooo... I can feel you oozing down," You coo. I massage your ass perched on those long, young legs, admiring their beauty and the white streaks dripping down. I grab my camera and take a picture, I don't think you even notice, and grab your red sexy lacy panties and put it in my pocket. You'll be going home pantiless tonight, reminding you of what just happened as you feel the fabric of your pants against your bare skin. I go over and kiss your tender lips long and slow, while grabbing your cleaning cloth from the hot water, wringing it out. I bring it to your perfect round ass and rub the warm, moist fabric over your smooth cheek and down your thighs, wiping away the cum and juices dripping down. I bring it up to your pussy lips, rubbing a little longer there as I move to the other side and begin moving down your other thigh until your perfect skin is clean and fresh. I pull your upright and pull your shirt back over your shoulders, turn your around and kiss your again as I grasp you, and then pull as I say, "Until next time..," as I walk away and out the door, leaving you leaning against the table naked except for an unbuttoned uniform top. Closing Time Ch. 02 This is the second part of the story. In the first chapter, Rebecca, Maggie's daughter finally fulfilled her dream of sex, by getting her friend to drug 3 blokes. In this chapter, we find out what happened to the other blokes. Maggie finished cleaning the main bar area. Her mind had been wandering. She had been thinking again of how much she missed Harry. How she missed his caresses, his cuddles, his body, Big H! Big H was what he called his penis. Ooh, how she missed it. She missed him dearly. It had been 2 years now & she was ready to move on. (Her fanny had been ready to move on a long time ago.) She seemed to get horny all the time, these days. Her fingers weren't an adequate substitute. She wanted to meet someone new. They'd never replace him, but she needed a companion, & also a lover. Maggie always cleaned the room which led to her house, (which was adjoined to the bar). She trusted her daughter, Rebecca & also Vicky, to clean the other couple of rooms at the other side of the building. As she walked in, she could see Dave, one of her attractive regulars, slumped in his chair & someone else lying on the floor. It appeared to be a man, but as she could only see his legs behind one of the tables, she couldn't be certain. First of all, she thought there'd been an accident. She thought that was unlikely though. More likely, another one of her regulars had gotten so drunk he'd passed out. In fact, she'd served 3 regulars, Phil, Dave & Gary earlier. She just assumed they'd all left earlier. It was a Friday night, though, so not entirely surprising. She went round the table, to help him up. There were no other chairs than Dave's near their table, which was slightly unusual. Before she saw his face, though, she saw a large, very hard willy pointing upwards, sticking through the flies. Absent-mindedly, she licked her lips. A quick glance told her that it did indeed belong to the twenty something, Gary. He wasn't the most attractive of the 3, but he more than made up for that in the genital department. The familiar wet, squishiness between her thighs, was rapidly taking control. She rubbed her thighs together, in an almost childish way. There was no nothing childish in her urges, though. It had been 2 years since she'd seen a good hard cock. It was almost too good to be true. She looked at Dave slumped backwards in his chair snoring. He wasn't going to wake up til the morning. That was for sure. She looked around the room again. Empty. She checked back in the bar. Empty, too. Would she have enough time to have her wicked way with this cock? No-one would be the wiser. The stirring in her loins was getting greater, now. If only they hadn't decided to take this door down. Oh, well, it was a risk worth taking, in her opinion. Her lust-filled mind reassured her that since she would be hidden behind the table, she would have time to cover herself up if anyone, (like one of the girls), came in. She decided that a shag would've been fantastic, but she wasn't sure if she could risk it. She decided a nice blowjob would be at least a start & then depending on how she felt, she might treat her pussy to this wonderful cock. Her subconscious realised that it was almost inevitable that she'd end up stuffing herself with it before the night was over. The question was, could she manage both without being discovered? This sent a thrill through her. She used to love sex. She'd only slept with a couple of blokes before she met Harry, but when she finally consented with each, she'd been unstoppable. She soon learned that she loved fucking. When she met Harry, it was even better. They'd experimented a couple of times swapping with other partners & she'd loved every second of it. Unfortunately, Harry didn't like it as much, so they'd agreed to stop. That didn't stop Maggie fantasising about it. She never got an opportunity to try being with another woman, either. But they were so happy together, that it didn't bother her. Now he was gone, though, she occasionally wondered. Then she reminded herself, 'before you start swinging, you need to have a regular partner, first'. One step at a time. Settling back into her old routine, she got between Gary's splayed legs. She knew from experience that her knees would probably chaff on the cheap carpet, but that was ok. She used to like it in a kinky sort of way. It reminded her how much of a slut she was, when she was doing her everyday normal things. Still, she tucked her skirt under her knees. No need to make it any worse than necassary. She tucked one side of her shoulder length hair behind her ear, as she moved in closer for a look. Before she got started, she decided she wanted to see more. The top button was still done up on his jeans above his cock. So she undid this, trying to avoid his cock, despite her urge. She was trying to save it for herself, as a reward. She managed to pull his jeans down below his crotch area. His dick was sticking out of the top of Y-fronts. She thought back to how she preferred men in boxers. Still, she did like the way Y-fronts outline the shape of a nice-sized dick when it encased it. Hmmm, tasty. She caught herself licking her lips again. She could smell him now. She closed her eyes briefly, while she inhaled his aroma. Nothing like the smell of a man. She quickly pulled his underwear down. Lots of pubic hair, surrounding two large hairy balls greeted her. She cupped them gently with her left hand, then put her other hand around his phallus. Her fingers couldn't reach round. She was tingling at the thought of it entering her. Maybe later, but right now, she wanted to taste him. She leaned in & sucked one of his large testicles into her mouth. Mmm. A familiar, yet, slightly different taste. Luckily he'd washed recently, but she could still smell his pungent aroma with her nose embedded in his pubes. She pulled her mouth away, pursing her lips & lightly scraping her teeth, like Harry had taught her to do, trying to keep his loose skin in her mouth for as long as possible. Gary groaned. Maggie started. Her eyes looked intently up his body for some sort of reaction, but none was forthcoming. Must've been dreaming. If only he could have woken up, then Maggie thought she could help him live a few of his fantasies out! With her right hand, (at least partially), encircling the erection, she slowly moved up, studying the veins. He was a lot bigger than Big H, in both length & girth! Whereas 'H' was 7" long, about 1 ½" in diameter, this monster must have been at least 9" long & 2 ½" wide. Her mouth, as well as her pussy, watered, wondering what damage it could do. Part of her was slightly scared at the prospect, but then she reminded herself, that she was the one in control for once. So if it didn't fit, so what? This penis was uncircumsized, which made an interesting change for Maggie. All of the men she'd been with had had their foreskins chopped off at an early age. As she approached her summit, she slowly pulled the foreskin back. There was plenty enough moisture, to make it slide down easily. She stopped when she reached the large mushroom head, & pulled the foreskin back several times, slowly increasing in speed. She couldn't hold back any longer. She had to have a taste. She leaned in with her tongue stuck out, on one of the down strokes. She closed her eyes, as she hungrily lapped up the pre-cum. Her left hand left his balls & snaked down to her own crotch. She struggled to undo her skirt one handed, & had to break from her cock worshipping briefly. Once undone, though, she let her skirt pool around her knees. She then put her hand inside her panties, to allow her to rub her clit. She was beginning to lose her concentration. She got back to the cock. She decided she wanted to see how much cock she could fit inside her mouth. With practise, she had learned to deep throat Harry, but this was a totally different prospect. Still, it was an exciting challenge & she wouldn't give up easily. She took the head into her mouth. So many memories came flooding back to her. She was determined to not let them interfere, though. She started to bob her head, up & down, slowly managing to take more into her mouth. She felt exhilerated. She was giving this wonderful cock a fantastic blowjob. The only downside, was that she couldn't look up, to see the pleasure on it's owner's face. Oh well. She was really starting to get into this. Her fingers were moving faster over her clit & she could feel a big orgasm coming. She was managing to engulf about a third of the cock, but try as she might it wouldn't enter her throat. She was totally oblivious to her surroundings, now. She could feel the cock was beginning to tense up. She had never liked it when Harry came in her mouth, despite his enthusiasm for it. So she began to lift her head up one last time, to avoid taking his load, when she felt two hands forcing her head down. Oh my God! She was panicking now. What the hell's going on? She muffled a scream out, but it was no use. The cock was now being pressed against her throat, & after a sharp push from her attacker it finally entered her throat. She was then forced down further & further until her nose was touching his pubes. She thought she would black out, but she managed to breathe through her nose. Then the cock unleashed it's torrent down her throat. She had no choice but to swallow it all. To be continued... What do you think should happen next, then? I've got a very god idea where I want it to go, but I'd appreciate any other ideas, too. Closing Time Ch. 02 After fucking both Jessie and Paul earlier that day, I was worn out for a while. They were a bit sore themselves, especially Jessie, who had been DP'd twice. We badly needed to eat something, so we would have the strength to fuck again. "How about some catering from the bar? You like their food a lot anyway, don't you, Dan?" Paul suggested. "Oh, come on. I want a fucking break from eating that food. It's good, but I have to serve the stuff everyday. Can't we eat maybe Chinese or something?" Jessie complained. "She has a point, Paul. You have to admit that," I observed. "True. Chinese delivery? Or are you wanting to go out?" he asked us. "I'll take you guys out. We men can share the cost of treating her. I think that we can all use some time outside. I haven't been out all day and neither have you," I commented. "True. How about it, Paul? I'll be VERY nice to you, even more than usual. I know I fuck that you all of the time, anyway, but I mean letting you have your way with me tonight," she pleaded. "Sounds great, but where?" he inquired. "I know a place. It's a buffet kind of restaurant. You should be able to get just about anything Chinese there," I told them. We headed out there in Jessie's pickup, which meant that we were squeezed together like sardines. Even so, it was an easy, practical vehicle for our short trip. We weren't exactly going on a formal dinner date. This was semi-casual at the most. I made sure to give them the best directions that I could remember. In about 30 minutes, we arrived at the buffet. Paul and I, despite our free-thinking views, escorted Jessie inside like gentlemen. We opened the doors for her and made sure that she had a seat first. After the hostess took our drink orders and came back with them, we all walked over the buffet itself. I loaded up on sweet-and-sour stuff, as well as plenty of Mongolian beef. Jessie found herself plenty of seafood, which seemed to be her favorite. Paul chose a lot of BBQ chicken, rice, and spicy Kung Pao pork. I drank iced tea, whereas both of them preferred Coke. All of us being famished, we had no difficulty devouring our late lunch. The kind of wall-climbing sex that we had just enjoyed used up a lot of energy, after all. Jessie kept staring at me between bites. I think that she had just never seen me eat something without booze before (not counting her pussy and ass, that is). Yet, there I was, stone cold sober and wolfing down some Asian cuisine. "Well, at least I know that you're not an alcoholic," she suddenly blurted out. "Excuse me?" I replied, quite stunned at her remark. "Every time that I have seen you sit down to eat, you've had liquor and sometimes when you weren't eating," she noted. "Yeah, I guess that you could easily get the wrong idea about me. I mostly don't drink on weeknights, for instance. It's just on Friday and Saturday nights that I feel like taking some poison. By the way, what's yours?" I probed. "Rum. Paul here likes bourbon, just like you," Jessie informed me. "Cool. By the way, don't worry about my car. I live in walking distance to the bar, so I headed there on foot and left it in the garage. It's a good way to get exercise, you know. So, what do you say the 2 of you submit to me tonight? I mean, let's face it, as nice as you handled it, you technically raped me. BOTH of you did. I think that you should make it up to me," I proposed. "Okay, Master. Is that what you want us to call you? I have no objections if Paul doesn't," she replied with no real concern. "It doesn't bother me. After all, I have been sucking your dick and taking your cock up my ass. Those are both things that are traditionally the duties of the 'bottom' guy or bitch in prison, which is where we would go if you pressed charges. I would much rather be your bitch than some fat, ugly guy's," Paul agreed. "Or some fat, ugly cow's bitch in my case," Jessie snickered. "Then call me 'Master', both of you. Do well enough and I may keep you. However, there would be a price for that," I announced. "What's that?" she asked. "Paul will have to be feminized. I may be bisexual, but I DO prefer women, and he would look better as a woman. Moreover, it's an irrevocable step. If it didn't work out, he'd be stuck as a girl. I love the idea of permanently changing your lives, even if the sexual relationship doesn't last," I told them. "An interesting ultimatum, isn't it? Damn! You want my boyfriend here to take female hormones and wear girls' clothes? What about double-penetration? As much as I like the idea of you having 2 girls, I want some male attention, you know," Jessie reacted. "Do you have a better idea? You have 30 seconds to save your beau's masculinity," I responded. "Okay, how about Bobbie? She's single, works with Paul, and would probably enjoy having 2 guys to share with me. She might even be bi," she offered. "God, I like her! Do you think that you can actually get her to join us? If you do, I'll let Paul here stay a boy toy, instead of making him become a slave girl," I declared. "YES! I can persuade her. Believe me. Just let Paul stay 'Paul', not 'Paula'. It would be tough on his ego to be feminized," Jessie swore. "Very well. Paul, you should REALLY thank your girlfriend here. She has fought to keep you a man. I knew that you would recruit another girl, Jessie. You just needed the right motivation," I answered. "You bastard! You did all of that to scare us into finding another woman! Damn, you're clever," she said to me. "I DID have you going, didn't I? No hard feelings, Paul? I didn't REALLY intend to feminize you. That was just plan B," I told them. "Okay, no hard feelings," Paul finally spoke, a little embarrassed at having his manhood saved by his lover. "I still want your submission, though. Even Bobbie will have to submit, although I may let her dominate the two of you," I explained. "Dominate us how?" Jessie wondered. "Have you eat her out, rim her ass, take a strap-on dildo, that sort of thing. She would only be an assistant domme," I clarified. "Hmm... sounds like fun. I've always wanted to try it with a dominatrix. I just didn't have the guts to do anything about it. It doesn't fit the macho image of a sailor," he broke in. "That's sad for you. You helped to defend our unalienable rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. You even lost your fertility to your patriotic service, but were unable to fully enjoy the freedoms that you fought to defend, just because of society's scorn. Talk about unfair! If a serviceman wants to indulge himself in a kink, he above all should be beyond criticism for it," I expressed my outrage. "I like the way that you think. I'm a simple man, after all. I like simple pleasures: whiskey, women, men, and food," Paul stated. "Well said," I remarked between bites of my dessert, which was soft serve ice cream. Jessie reacted by simply giggling. She found the whole conversation hilarious, now that she knew that she could keep fucking 2 men. I got the impression that she really DID love her man, regardless of their fetishes. When we got back to their place, I made a point of getting undressed ASAP. I wanted them to take my hint. They did, quickly removing their clothes. "Okay, Paul, I want you to suck my dick and get it hard. Jessie, you will get on all fours. I plan to fuck you doggie-style, once I am stiff enough. Paul will fuck your face at that point," I instructed them. "Yes, Master," they both replied. Paul obediently got on his knees and put my cock in his mouth. He did a very impressive job of stiffening my dick. His tongue licked and sucked the head of my manhood, expressing his servile attitude and interest in my meat. There was no doubt of his sexuality. He was definitely a "switch-hitter", just like me. I was most amazed by the couple's willingness to submit to me, especially on the mere suggestion of blackmail. Obviously, they were BOTH natural slaves, just waiting for the right Master or Mistress. I would make sure to fully enjoy my new sluts. They clearly wanted to be fucked often. Jessie was eagerly awaiting my cock, so I pulled out of her beau's mouth and got behind her. I didn't waste time lubricating an already soaked cunt. I just rammed her pussy with my dick. My large manhood ravaged her mercilessly, while I spanked her cheeks to redness. At 8 and a half inches, my fully erect meat was big enough to go far inside her wet hole. It was also rather thick, stretching her out. She didn't have much time to think about it, though. Her mouth was occupied with sucking Paul's 6 inch cock. It was certainly fulfilling for her, although it was not as large as my own. She continued to lick and deep-throat his throbbing dick, savoring the taste of her beau's bratwurst. As for me, I pounded her cunt more vigorously, while I thought of knocking her up. I certainly hoped to give her plenty of my seed in the future. She would bear me a few children, as would Bobbie. The 3 of them would also keep my cock satisfied. I would have no complaints about my sex life in the future and definitely no "dry spells". The slutty cocktail waitress was soon milking me, apparently eager to drain my balls of any cum. She was also enthusiastically giving her boyfriend more head, letting him fuck her sexy mouth. As much as I disliked smoking, it DID give her plenty of practice with sucking on things. Evidently, it was a part of her phallic fetish. Her guy was undoubtedly enjoying the benefits of her oral fixation. Her throat was too busy for her to say a thing, even though she grunted a few times as she sucked her guy off. I didn't help matters by slipping a finger into her sphincter. That was sufficient to make her climax after a few seconds, squirting onto my cock. Obviously, she had as much of an anal fetish as an oral one. Her ass pushed back at me as I slammed into her horny cunt. Not long after Jessie came, Paul followed suit, filling her throat with his jism. She swallowed it desperately, wanting to impress both of us with her enthusiasm for spunk. Her lips and tongue then cleaned the rest of his cum from his dick. He later told me that the look on her face as she did that was beautiful. She needed to please her men, especially reminding her boyfriend that she still loved him, despite my new dominant role in their sex life. I finally exploded into her pussy, filling it with my seed. There was a lot of it again, as her man had known how to stimulate me. With any luck, I would soon be a father. She might not have gotten the much desired competition to impregnate her for which she had wished, but she would become a mother. I smiled at the idea of a chance to set a new rule: no more smoking. That would reinforce my control of them and actually protect the unborn baby from birth defects. "How was that, baby?" I asked her as we rested on the couch. "Very nice, Master. I look forward to more doggie-style sex, especially the rough way that you do it. I really enjoyed getting it in the mouth and pussy at the same time," Jessie replied. "You're definitely a sexy tart, slave. We'll have to keep that cunt of yours busy," I taunted her. "My ass and mouth too, I hope. I really want to try ass TO mouth, you know," she teased me back. "I believe that can be arranged, slut. Just remember that my title is 'Master'. I'm your owner now," I pointed out. "Naturally, Master. I'll be a VERY good slut for you and bring Bobbie here soon. I promise," she apologized. "Very good, slave. Something tells me that Paul here will appreciate that, too. Won't you, Paul?" I observed. "Oh, I've been wanting to get into that Latina's pants for a while. I imagine that you have as well, Master. I particularly fantasize about watching her and Jessie get it on," Paul declared. "Oh, they WILL. Is that clear, Jessie?" I insisted. "Yes, Master," she agreed, grinning at the thought of tasting her friend's pussy. Paul and I weren't the only bisexuals in the room. "Well, Paul, I think that you and your girlfriend will make excellent slaves for me," I laughed. They both breathed a sigh of relief. Apparently, the day had gone MOSTLY as they had planned, even if it drastically altered changed their lives. They had a lot of fun, after all, and would have even more with me, albeit on MY terms. Closing Time Ch. 02 Still sitting across from me with his cock in his hand my boss looked up and down my body. I still had my arms crossed over my chest as I breathed hard and slow, a knot forming deep in my stomach. "I have been waiting for the right moment." he said with a sneer. "You think I didn't notice all the times you have worn low cut tops, teasing all the male workers with those huge tits of yours. All the times you snuck off to the bathroom to pleasure yourself during work, I've heard your moans through the bathroom stalls. Finally I have caught you in a compromising position." He smiled a crooked smile. All I could think was what was he going to do with me? Should I participate or try to run? After all it would be my word against his. I decided to feel out the situation. Still sitting in the chair, my boss looked at me. "Drop your arms and let me see those tits" he commanded. I looked around the room, you were still standing behind me. "Don't look at him, look at me! He isn't going to be able to help you. He is going to help me use your body." I looked at my boss and said "No, that I was leaving." "Well if you do that, then I guess I will be posting this little episode up for everyone to see." he warned. "There aren't cameras in the office!" I scoffed trying to make my way to my desk. "Oh but there is." he said cunningly. "You see this ordinary looking plant, well there is a camera in it and it has recorded everything you have done!" Hugging my arms tighter across my chest, he started to replay the footage of the last few hours. I saw myself pleasing you, getting pleased, and getting fucked on the counter. I heard my moans of pleasure and saw the ecstasy on my face. "Now do as I said and let me see those tits!" His tone was calm, collective, but firm. I had no choice, it was either give into his demands or face the embarrassment that video would cause, not to mention all the consequences that would follow. Reluctantly I dropped my arms, putting my full breasts on display for my boss. "Touch them, get those nipples nice and hard for us!" He directed his gaze towards you. "Grab a chair and sit next to me, enjoy the show." he said with excitement. Quickly you do as asked, I can see that your cock has returned back to its erect state. I started to rub and pinch my nipples. I squeezed and mashed my breasts together, trying to make my nipples hard. As I was doing this my boss removed his tie and shirt. There where now two naked men in front of me watching me play with my boobs. I noticed that my boss had started to jerk himself off. I also noticed that you had started sliding your hands up and down your cock. I cursed my body as it started to react. Touching myself while two men masturbated in front of me was really turning me on. I could feel my pussy getting wet and it started to throb. My nipples became erect and swollen. "Remove your skirt!" my boss commanded. I slid the skirt down my legs and stepped out of it. There I stood totally naked and on display, I looked over at the camera. "It is on!" my boss barked. "I'm using it as insurance so you can't use this against me. Now be a good girl and touch yourself. I want you to masturbate so you are nice and wet for us to play with!" I hesitantly slid my hands down my torso until I reached my pussy. I slid one hand up and down my pussy lips while my other was squeezing and pinching my right breast. I took my index finger and started to rub my clit. Making contact with it sent shocks through my body. I could not believe that I was actually enjoying this. Trying not to think about it I moved my other hand down and spread my pussy lips open, giving a full view to them. I was already dripping, my juices running down my legs. I started to rub my clit faster in a circular motion. I moved my other hand to the entrance of my pussy and started to work two fingers inside of it. Pulling them in and out, as I rubbed my clit. My breathing quickened and I started to moan and rock against my own touch. I was going to cum soon, but suddenly I felt my arms being pulled back. My boss had moved behind me, holding my hands behind my back with one of his hands. As my boss held me in place. I felt his cock rubbing between my ass cheeks, slightly pressing into my ass. "Go ahead do as you please." He was laughing as I tried to wiggle free. Quickly you stood up and placed your hands on my swollen nipples. I felt you press your lips into my neck. Nibbling at the soft flesh. Little gasps left my mouth as you moved your mouth to my left nipple and gently bit it. I shook a little, not knowing if it was from my boss's cock twitching at my asshole or your gentle nibbles on my chest. My boss grabbed his tie and tied my hands back. I heard him licking his fingers. Using his spit as lube, I felt him circle my asshole getting it wet. Meanwhile you had moved down my body and started to rub my pussy lips. Suddenly you got up and went across the room. I watched as you went to my desk and retrieved a hand held stapler. I felt you part my pussy lips and push it all the way into my wet hole. I let out a sharp moan. I didn't expect you to push it in so hard and fast. You started to work the stapler in and out of my dripping pussy with one hand while the other gripped my breast. I let out another groan, only this time it was from my boss pushing his finger into my ass. His other hand had reached around to my other breast, squeezing and pinching it. My legs were shaking as I was made to stand. With both my holes being worked and two different touches on my breasts I started to convulse with pleasure as I started to cum. As I started to settle down, my boss pushed me to my knees. He released my hands and pushed me towards you. I was now on all fours on the floor. "Suck his cock, now!" my boss belted out. I looked up at you and without hesitation and started to slide your cock between my lips. Bobbing my head up and down on your cock, I started licking your shaft and playing with your balls in my hands. Being distracted with your cock, I felt a tongue slide deep into my pussy. I heard my boss slurping and sucking on my pussy, his hands grabbing and pinching my ass. I went back to sucking you. You reached up and grabbed my hair, pulling me all the way down on your cock. I gagged, but you held my head there as you thrusted your cock deep into my throat. As my boss was sucking my clit, he had started to slide his fingers in and out of my pussy. Trying to keep up with your rhythm, I screamed onto your cock as another orgasm ripped through me. The vibrations from my mouth had an effect on you, and you started squirting in my mouth. I felt your hot cum sliding down my throat. I couldn't swallow it all, leaking some from my mouth and onto my chest. I looked up to see that you were still hard. I felt a tugging on my torso and my boss quickly stood me up and turned me around, so my ass was facing you. "We are just getting started," he moaned. I could see that he was hard. Re-tying my hands to the front of me, he wrapped his arms around me. Kicking my legs apart with his feet, he sat me down on your cock. I instantly felt the penetration. My breath caught in my throat at the sensation of your cock in my pussy. I could feel my pussy being stretched around your shaft to accommodate the thickness. My boss started to grab and grope my breasts as you started to fuck me hard. Roughly he started sucking on my boobs, sucking my entire breast into his mouth while squeezing the other, I heard the slapping of our thighs and the wet sliding sound of your cock moving in and out of my pussy. I could feel another orgasm building. As I bounced up and down on your shaft my boss slid his cock between my breasts thrusting it up towards my face. He gripped my boobs hard and squeezed them around his dick. They where still wet with the your cum I had dribbled out of my mouth. "Lick my dick," my boss grunted. I dropped my head down and started to tongue the tip of his dick, toying with the sensitive hole at the top. I felt the head of my boss's cock begin to swell with my tongue. Cum had started to leak out of it. After I few minutes my boss pulled his cock from my breasts and vigorously started to work his shaft up and down with his hand. The other hand grabbed onto my hair, holding my head back. I was forced to watch as he sprayed his cum into my open mouth, the extra running down my chin and neck. Moments later you erupted into my pussy, shooting your hot load deep inside of me. I came equally as hard, my pussy gripping onto your cock, contracting and squeezing all around the girth of it. My hot juices leaked onto your cock. It was soaked with a mixture of both of our juices. Panting and grunting came from all directions. My boss untied my hands and sat down next to you, looking up he instructed me to stroke both of you at the same. I had your cock in one hand and his cock in the other. I started to pump. Up and down, slow at first and then faster and faster. Both cocks were drenched with cum, more oozing out and onto my hands. Within minutes you where both hard again. I took the cum that oozed onto my hands and started to rub them across my nipples. After, I grabbed my right breast with both my hands and brought it to my mouth. I started to suck the combination juices off my boob. It was sticky, warm, and salty. "Time for the finale!" my boss said. With both of your cocks ready for more I saw a lustful glint in both of your eyes. I was put on all fours again. My boss slid under me and you came up behind me. I felt you move your hands to my pussy to collect some of my juices. You started to rub them on my tight asshole. Wide eyed I looked down at my boss to see him positioning his cock to the entrance of my pussy. I took a deep breath and yelped as I felt your big cock, start to penetrate my ass. Moments later I felt my boss's cock thrust deep inside my pussy. I couldn't move. I was paralyzed with surprise. After the initial shock, instinct started to take over. I started to rock back into you. As you pulled out, I would thrust onto my boss. I started to grunt and whine with pleasure. I heard moans and growls from both my boss, and you. Faster and faster we started to move. I could feel my ass and my pussy contracting and squeezing the hard rods inside me. I felt you reach around to my clit, feverishly rubbing it. My boss had moved his hands to my breasts cupping and sucking them. I felt both cocks jerk and spasm inside of me. I started to cum all over my boss's cock. Pussy juice running down his shaft. At that moment I felt two hot squirts of cum. You came so much that it was dripping from my ass and leaking onto the cock inside my pussy. I felt my boss cum inside me. As he pulled out, a mixture of all three of our juices went running down my pussy and onto the floor leaving behind a noticeable stain. You pulled your cock from my ass. I slid down and laid on the floor. "Clean our cocks, my boss said, breathing heavily. I rolled over and cleaned, first your cock, running my tongue up and down your soft flesh. I did the same to my boss's softening member. As I regained my breath I got up to retrieve my clothes. As you left the office, you wrote your number down across my wrist. As I started for the door I heard my boss mutter . "Make sure you come In early tomorrow, we have some things to discuss." I left for home wondering what would happen next and what needed to be discussed. Closing Time Ch. 03 When we returned to their place, Paul and Jessie kept to their end of the deal, offering their total submission to me. They also called Bobbi, their friend and co-worker, to invite her over for a little "surprise". She was a small Latina with short, silky, jet-black hair. She had a slight hint of a tomboyish nature, and had always given me the impression that she was either bi or a lesbian. Paul was confident that the former was the case. I hoped that he was right. "If this doesn't work out, I'll find some other girl, I promise, Dan. You want 2 girls and a guy, and that you will have. I wouldn't want you to think that I lied just to save Paul's masculinity. I wonder, however, if you want the 4 of us to be exclusive or to include others now and then," Jessamine, or "Jessie", as people called her, commented. "Just the 4 of us, if this works out. I doubt that I will have the energy to be chasing other men and women with 3 regular partners to satisfy," I noted. "Excuse me? What's this about, now? I come over here, and I find that one of the guys who frequents the bar is talking about having '3 regular partners to satisfy'. What's that supposed to mean? Paul, Jessie, and Dan, will the three of you let me on the whole joke or whatever else is going on?" Bobbi's rather pleasing voice interrupted us. "Uh, well, we have kind of a proposition for you, girl. I don't know what you will think of this, so if you turn it down, we'll drop the subject and never suggest it again. We'll behave as if it was never even considered. We were discussing a group arrangement with us and you. You'd be one of 2 women, living with 2 men in a long-term relationship. This would be exclusive to others outside of the group. It would also be D/s. That is, anyone involved in it would have to submit to Dan here. He's a top, a Master, I believe," Jessie explained. "Holy cow! Where did that idea come from? Are the two of you fucking Dan? Servicing him? Is he bisexual?" Bobbi tried to make sense of the whole, seemingly bizarre proposal that her friend had made to her. "Yes to all of that. He swings both ways. So does Paul. So do I, in fact. We were hoping that you'd be interested in it. Would it work for you?" the waitress probed. "Well, I'm a bit stunned. I'm also very flattered. I'm not half the babe that you are, Jessie. I don't have your long legs and great figure. I certainly don't have your pretty face. To be mentioned in the sentence with you in a sexual way is a compliment, let alone in that context. So, let me understand this correctly: the 4 of us would be married to each other, essentially. There would be no sex with anyone outside of the 4 way relationship. We would have regular sex with each other, all 4 of us. Dan would be in charge of it, with the rest of us obeying him. Is that right?" Bobbi demanded to know. "Pretty much. Except that you might be 2nd in command. For the record, you're every bit as hot as Jessie. Each of you has your own sex appeal, believe me. Of course, my fondness for Latinas doesn't hurt your case, either. How does that sound?" I posed the question at last. She seemed curious, but I wanted to know, damn it! "Well, I would not normally get into a serious relationship with a patron, but I can't say no this time. Something about this idea just fucking pleases me! After all, if I agree to this, my old rule won't be an issue. So, I suppose that I'll go with this plan you've cooked up. "It will be an adjustment, but I have recently broken up with my lover, and I have dreaded the single scene anyway. I haven't dreaded the sex, but I have been scared of a new relationship. I have always been monogamous before, so I might get jealous now and then. Just be patient with me if I do, okay? I won't do anything stupid or break it off because of jealousy. If it doesn't work out, I will at least be able to say that I've tried poly. I will give it a fair chance," Bobbi answered, albeit rather awkwardly. She was still rather apprehensive about the whole idea, but she also seemed aroused by it. I was pleasantly surprised that she seemed open to giving it a shot. The 4 of us could make it, I thought. It would be a dramatic change in our lives, but we would be going through at the same time. I would go from a skirt-chasing bachelor to a polygamist. Paul and Jessie would be leaving behind their mostly exclusive relationship with occasional swinging to become part of a plural marriage. Bobbi would deviate from her strictly monogamous past to take on multiple partners. "Well, I'm glad that you're willing to experiment, Bobbi. I hope that we can make it work, so the 4 of us can have a long, happy marriage together. Yes, I am aware that there is more to a marriage than sex. I am also aware that we can't formally marry more than one person. The best solution is to have a double wedding at some point, I think. Paul and Jessie can wed and you will legally become my wife. Between this point and that moment, you'll have plenty of time to back out, if you decide that it's not going to make you happy. The other marital arrangements will be informal, of course. "I am also happy to see you have no problem with the BDSM part of it. Perhaps you've been in such a relationship in the past. I don't know if that is true. I am curious about that, but you can tell me in your own time. I also want you to know that whether or not you have kids with me will be a mutual decision. I won't expect you to have them. Jessie and I are planning to have a baby or two, but if you are going to be my 2nd-in-command, you need to have some rights that she doesn't have. "There will certainly be not-so-glamorous aspects of our relationship, but that comes with the territory. We will each have responsibilities in this house, where we will all live together until we get a new place. I will be in charge, as we have said. You will be next in rank, and both Paul and Jessie must obey you the way that they would obey me when I am absent. One rule that I am imposing is that nobody smokes in this house. Smoking is punishable by a whipping. When I say whipping, I mean that. I don't mean spanking. It's a serious offense and will not be tolerated," I informed her. Bobbi was a little startled at some of this information, mainly in regard to the pregnancy idea and the smoking ban. She knew that Jessie and Paul both smoked a bit, particularly Jessie. On the other hand, smoking during pregnancy was dangerous. The thing was that she assumed that Paul would be the father of any children born to Jessie. She wasn't aware that he was sterile. "I smoke, but I suppose that I can try giving it up. It's not good for me anyway, and this idea intrigues me enough to give it a shot. I never knew that you had any interest in me, actually. Damn, I guess I was blind! I definitely want to have a baby, so I'd have to give up smoking for that long anyway. What about Paul, out of curiosity? I would have thought that he would be the father of Jessie's kids," she inquired. Not wanting to humiliate Paul, I offered to let him explain it to her. He seemed ready, from the look on his face. Frankly, he was thinking with his dick, but I don't blame him. He had thoughts of fucking Bobbi or getting her to go down on him, most likely. "Uh, Bobbi, I've never told you the fact that I am sterile. It was a nuclear accident aboard a sub in the Navy. I can still fuck. I just can't have kids. I will probably raise Jessie's kids by Dan, while he can raise any kids he has with you. That works for me anyway. Then again, we will all have a part in child-rearing. I guess that is one of the 'not-so-glamorous' aspects of our group marriage. Like Dan, I'm willing to take what comes with the poly thing, including the more routine elements," he admitted. "Just for that, you get to be first to fuck Bobbi, if she is cool with it. I think that I will be busy knocking your girlfriend up. When I'm done, we can swap. However, like I said, Bobbi will be in charge of you during the sex. I will be in charge of Jessie. You two will be a submissive couple serving a dominant one. You will fuck her in any way that she pleases until we are ready to swap. You and Jessie can work out who is in charge when you do each other, just as you probably do anyway," I announced, which pleased both Bobbi and Paul, it seemed to me. "All right, Paul. You heard him. Take off your pants. I want you to fuck me 'cowgirl' style and then eat your own cum from my cunt. I'm going to ride your dick and make both of us cum. This way, I'll control the act, as it is our first time screwing each other," Bobbi commanded Paul. He didn't exactly protest, as he was eager to get his cock inside her smooth pussy. Bobbi pulled off her own pants and simply slid onto Paul's cock. She made no move to lube it, as she was apparently wet enough already. She also threw off her tank top and let her small, sweaty breasts tantalize him. I had never seen her naked before, but she was just as delectable as I had pictured her while jacking off. Hispanic women have a certain earthy appeal that is hard to explain to someone who isn't into such things. I didn't dwell on her sensual body for very long, however. Jessie didn't give me a chance. She wanted her fair share of attention, and she knew how to get it, by undressing herself and reminding me of her own sultry flesh. She was a long-legged woman, not a tomboy like Bobbi, but a little larger of build. I liked that she had plenty of curves too. Her long, silky, dark-brown hair went straight down her nude back and nearly reached her voluptuous ass. "You said that you were to going knock me up, right, Master?" she pointed out seductively. "Hell, yes, I will knock you up!" I swore, reinforcing my oath by removing my own clothes as quickly as I could do so. She knew better than to ask what position I wanted from her. She simply knelt in front of me and started sucking my cock without any embarrassment. She was in a hurry to get my cock stiff again, and it had been used a lot that day. At this rate, I was going to need some Viagra every weekend at the least. Then again, as much as I had fucked Paul and her, it wouldn't surprise if they had slipped me something like that while I wasn't looking. I doubt that I would mind it, in fact, if they did. My cock was sore, but I would let it rest soon enough after a full day of extremely satisfying sex. Before I knew it, Jessie had bent over and offered me her another chance to invade her sex. I got a clear impression that she would be pregnant very soon, if we kept fucking like that. Then again, that was my plan. I wouldn't neglect Bobbi, of course. I would just make sure that whomever I wasn't fucking at the moment enjoyed Paul instead. I was certain that he wouldn't complain about his role of satisfying whichever girl wasn't engaged in making babies at the time. I had read that the "doggie" position made a man's cock go deeper and thus increased the chances of pregnancy. I wouldn't have rejected that notion out of hand. It sounded plausible enough. Whatever the case, I loved it anyway. The sight of a woman's ass under me as I plowed either hole was just irresistible. While Bobbi kept riding Paul, I rammed Jessie with a succession of thrusts that became progressively more forceful. She took advantage of my being out of her for a second at one point and got on all fours. It was clear that she would be more comfortable in that position, and I had no argument with that suggestion. We simply resumed fucking on the linoleum kitchen/dining room floor. By now, both pairs were too busy fucking to watch each other. Bobbi and Paul, screwing in the easy chair, were every bit as sweaty as us. The apartment had a clear smell of wild sex at this juncture, which was never an unpleasant aroma to me anyway. Paul evidently lost all self-control by that point, and I seriously doubt that Bobbi was innocent of "helping" him along. After all, she could get off by making him eat her out when he was done. I suspected that she milked him, but I wasn't about to complain about it. Paul wasn't upset, either, obviously, since he got busy licking Bobbi's cunt. As for me, my own self-restraint was slipping too. Rough sex with Jessie was the sort of thing that would make me cum soon anyway, but the sight of her ass and the sound of Bobbi's moans as Paul licked her pussy were additional factors in my excitement. "Damn, Jessie, I'm about to cum already!" I shouted, but I didn't try to hold back any longer. For one thing, she didn't seem to object to my cumming at that point. Her energetic movements were hardly the sort to discourage me. When I exploded in Jessie's cunt, she lifted her ass further in the air to invite me to do something more daring than simply tasting her twat. She wanted me to tongue her butt. I eagerly rimmed her for several moments, before beginning to clean up my own mess. She apparently shared my interest in analingus, which was a great addition. So, by the time that Bobbi was finished with her climax, Jessie began hers by whimpering. I knew that I would have to wait a while before being up to more sex that evening, as would Paul, so I proposed that we take a snack break. Evidently, Bobbi had her own notion of what constituted a "snack". She presented her ass to Jessie and instructed her to lick. "You got your ass kissed and it's my turn. Rim me, slave!" she stated in a voice that proved my suspicions right. She had been a Domme before. "Yes, Mistress," Jessie agreed, after which she obeyed Bobbi. Her tongue ventured between the bartender's sensual cheeks and sampled her tush. She delighted in the experience, or so it seemed. Bobbi didn't seem displeased, either. She gasped for a bit, and breathed heavily for a moment or two. "Shit, what prompted that, Bobbi?" I asked her, though not sure if she could answer coherently. "Had to get you hard again, Master. You and Paul deserved a display that would stimulate another hard-on. Besides, I found what you and Jessie did to be so sexy, that I wanted to participate soon!" she finally explained, once she could catch her breath. We had a brief, actual snack, and then resumed what we were doing. Bobbi was very much in a hurry to get her turn with me, or so it struck me. It was only fair. Jessie had enjoyed my body for most of the day. Bobbi was the last partner in the new group marriage. She needed a chance to be with me, and she was rather thrilled about consummating our relationship. I ordered Bobbi to lie down on the kitchen table, which I was certain would stand the stress of her petite body. I started out by eating her pussy, which I did with my usual level of determination. It was the first taste I had of her sex, after all. Clearly, her fresh fragrance was another thing that appealed to me. She cleaned up very well between fucks. It took quite a while to get Bobbi to cum, but it was worth the effort and the soreness in my jaws. I relished the flavor of the Latina's lips and clit. I also used my fingers, naturally. I enjoyed the scent of my new lover's juices on my digits, even if it made them uncomfortably sticky. I was willing to worry about that later. The stickiness for now reminded me of what I was doing: pleasuring a sexy woman who seemed equally eager to pleasure me. Despite my worries, I managed to pull off another erection. So did Paul, which increased my suspicions of a plot to use some kind of potency pill. At least it wasn't a mind-altering drug. They had just wanted me horny and stiff today, and they had succeeded at making me so. "Did you guys put something in my food or drink? I haven't gotten hard this many times in a day in my entire life! I am beginning to wonder if I am using Viagra, Cialis, or Levitra!" I half-seriously griped, while invading Bobbi's womanhood. "Uh, well, we'll take our punishments when you wish, but we're guilty as charged. We did that while you were at the buffet. Sorry, but we knew that you'd have a difficult time getting stiff again, so we agreed to make sure that you kept it up. I won't say what brand yet, but I promise to not to slip anything else in your drinks in the future. Scouts' honor!" Jessie confessed with an impish laugh. "You were never a Scout! Anyway, now that I am your Master, you're damned right that you won't slip me more medication without my knowledge. You'll be punished later for this, though not much, since it was helpful. Is that clear?" I commanded her. "Yes, Master," she answered, in a tone that made it evident that she took me seriously. She didn't have much more time to say more, since Paul grabbed her and started fucking her on the sofa. He was not gentle about it, though he was slower due to fatigue. My focus returned to Bobbi, who begged me to move my cock from her pussy to her ass. I was willing to give her what she wanted, but I insisted that she wait for me to find some vegetable oil in the pantry first. She would need some lube, after all. Her pussy juices weren't going to cut it. Her tight pucker looked like it had recently lost its virginity, although her request indicated that she found pleasure in it. She flinched a bit when I lubed her up, but she also sighed with anticipation. As I had wanted to fuck her in the ass for months now, she wasn't the only one looking forward to this act. I eased my cock insider her sphincter at first, but she started urging me to go rougher. I didn't find out why she was so greedy for rough anal sex until the following day, but I had a gut instinct telling me that what experience she had with it had been like that. She was accustomed to taking it that way, and had no inhibitions to it. I had to wonder more just what kind of relationship her last one had been. It might have been exclusive, but it sounded wild in every other way. I felt her hot pucker take the last inch of my cock, and then I pulled back out for a second, leaving her in a state of desperate lust. As I plunged my dick back into her bowels, she grunted and jerked for a moment in reaction to the greater force that I used this time. When I shot my cum inside her bottom, she slumped onto the table and didn't even try to get herself off. I found out later that she was too worn out to attempt another orgasm. The feeling of my jism inside her was enough of a pleasure at the moment. We weren't the only ones wiped out by now. Paul had given Jessie his final load of that long, hot Sunday. They were lying on the sofa in the missionary position, enjoying the coolness of each other's sweat and catching their breath. Since we all non-verbally agreed that our bodies were exhausted from the sex, we headed to bed in a bit, with Bobbi and myself taking up the futon and our hosts using their own beds. A more comfortable solution would be used permanently, but this one would do through the week. The next day was Monday, and we all had jobs, after all. Moving would also tire us, so we would need plenty of sleep in the next few days. Closing Time Ch. 03 Widow Maggie had been enjoying a blowjob on an unconscious bloke in her pub, when she felt a pair of hands on her head, force her to deep throat & swallow when he came. Authors Note: I'd strongly recommend you read the first 2 instalments in this story, before reading this one. Maggie was terrified. When she saw Gary lying there, with his 9" long & 2 ½" wide cock poking out of his jeans, her hormones took control. She tried to convince herself that she knew what she was doing, but in reality, her body had taken control. She told herself that she should be able to get away with a quick sneaky blowjob. That clearly wasn't the case now, though, as she still felt the two hands on her head, holding her down over the cock lodged in her throat. She'd had no choice but to swallow his geyser of cum. If she wasn't so frightened, she might've been enjoying the situation even more. Her body was such a mixture of emotions. She'd been so surprised by the hands on her head, that she hadn't had a chance to take her hand away from her panty-clad pussy. While her mind was whirring, she felt yet another pair of hands on the elastic on her panties. 'Oh, no, what next?' she thought to herself. Her knickers were slowly pulled down to her knees, which were on the floor. She felt more pressure lift her up slightly, so that they could pull her knickers & pooled skirt away. Her legs were now free to be moved around. She felt hands separate her legs, leaving her upturned arse even more exposed. Her hand, amazingly, was still at her pussy. Gravity should have pulled it down. 'Why am I not fighting this?' she thought. While this was going on, the willy, no, wait, cock in her mouth had been softening. As it softened, the hands on her head loosened their grip. Her breathing eased, as the airway was partially cleared. As this happened, she started to relax. She started to feel a further wetness on her pussy lips. She tried to release her mouth from the softening cock, to look at what was happening, but the hands weren't ready to let her go yet. She looked up, to see the grinning face of Gary. 'I thought he was asleep?' She had a confused look on her face. She felt the other pair of hands spread her bum cheeks apart, & the tongue, yes definitely a tongue enter her pussy. Everything else melted away. All she was aware of was THE TONGUE. She felt it move out of her pussy & away. No!!! Then she felt cool air blowing on her crotch. Oh! She twitched. It tingled. She started to move her fingers on her hand at her crotch again. She felt the air on her hand, as she gently swirled her fingers around her clit. Oh, so nice! The air on her pussy concentrated on her clit. Oh my! She closed her eyes. So good! Her fear long gone, & without realising it, she sucked on the cock in her mouth absent-mindedly. It seemed kind of appropriate. She was definitely enjoying herself again. The air seemed to be stronger in force. Must be closer to me, she thought. The cock in her mouth was hardening again. Mmmm. Yummy. She was so lost in her own world, that at first she didn't notice the delicious air on her pussy had stopped. As she noticed this, she felt the hands on her head lifting her mouth away from the scrummy monster of a penis. 'No!', she said. She reached out to grab it with her free hand, to try to pull herself back. The hands were too strong, though. She still had her other hand glued to her crotch, rubbing her sensitive clit. She felt another pair of hands lift her clear in the air. One pair was holding her head, the other was somehow holding all of her weight. The second pair somehow rotated her body weight while she was in mid air. She was in a seating position, with her legs spread. She looked down to see the wonderful sight of that monster pointing up at her, being lined up with her now sopping pussy, by Gary's hand. 'Please?' She felt herself saying. 'What the lady wants, the lady gets', she heard a female voice saying. Who was that? While she was pondering this, Gary was pulling her hand away. She felt herself being lowered onto the cock. She tried to reach down, to spread her lips, but Gary managed to keep them away. Then she felt pressure. Oh my. This was what she was unsure about earlier. Would he fit? So far, no. The 2 pairs of hands started to push / pull her down. Slowly the pressure told & finally, with a grunt, she took at least an inch in one. All she could do was groan in satisfaction, close her eyes & lean her head back. She was being stretched far wider than she thought she was capable of. She opened her eyes when her feet touched the ground. Both hands now released her. For the first time since the cock in her throat spurted its' cum straight into her belly, she wasn't being held down. She should make a run for it. But, oh, this gorgeous monster was just too good to pass up. It had been too long. Well, her whole life, in fact! She'd never been properly stretched before, so she might as well make the most of it now she was in this position. Gary reached up & started undoing her button-up top. She looked down at his hands, as she slowly sank down further. Her top was undone & being pulled off her shoulders. She didn't even notice the bra disappear. The fullness in her pussy was just delicious. She looked down & there was still half sticking out. Must find a way to get the rest in! She slid up his now greasy pole again, til he was almost out & slid back down. She started to speed up, & on each downward thrust, she pushed herself down harder. She reached up to her left breast. It felt so good to have her 36C's finally unleashed. She started pinching & kneading her nipple, as Gary reached up to grab her other breast. Mmm, divine. She was pumping up and down faster, now. She realised that on her downstroke, she was now bumping against his pelvis. She would've liked to just sit there and appreciate the fullness, but she was too carried away. She could feel the stirrings of her first orgasm of the night. 'Fuck it, that's it stretch me out.' She could feel it building inside her. She squeezed her nipple harder, as she closed her eyes & arched her back. 'Mmm, so fucking good!' She sped up her strokes as the feeling built up, until it washed over her. The ecstasy was just too much & she passed out. She groggily lifted her head off of Gary's an unknown amount of time later. 'I have to keep this cock, Gary.' She kissed his chest. She slumped her head back down. Gary hugged her. Mmm, this is nice. Gary was still hard, though. She was feeling too weak to do anything about it, though. 'Why don't you get on top?' She asked him. He didn't reply, though, so she went to roll him on top of her instead. His hug became a hold instead, though. She tried to get out of his embrace, but he wouldn't let her. 'I have a better idea', Gary said. 'Oh yeah?' she said with a smile on her face, looking up at him. Once again that tongue was on her. This time, though, it was tickling her bumhole. She wriggled, but couldn't get away from it. It felt strange, but not unpleasant. The tongue forced its way in her dark hole & made her shiver. It backed off, then she could hear, then feel, someone spitting on her, there. Through the groggy post orgasmic haze, she finally twigged what they had planned for her. "No! Not there!" She struggled against Gary's embrace, but it was useless. She felt something pressing against her back there. She was too tense to admit anything there, though. The pressure stopped & she sighed relief. The fullness in her pussy was nice. Suddenly, without warning, she felt it going up her bottom. It couldn't have been too big, though, as her dark hole admitted the intruder quite easily. "Please stop that. I don't like it back there. Come round here & I'll suck you." Her pleas fell on deaf ears, though. It must have been a finger, as it was rotating round, then pulling out & going back in. She could feel more lubrication back there. "Don't do this! I'll bar you!" She could hear laughter. Gary laughed too. She thought she could even hear a female's laugh, too. Who could that be? She started to worry her daughter could be watching. She was too afraid to ask, though. If she concentrated on something else, she could deal with that later. Not a very rational thought, but these weren't exactly normal circumstances. Her brain was still fogged by lust. While she was thinking this, the finger was removed. It was soon replaced by something larger, though. This time, it soon entered her. She realized it couldn't be anywhere near as big as Gary. "Oof." It knocked the wind out of her. There was a very strange feeling, as she could feel the 2 cocks rubbing against each other through her thin membrane. Apart from the thin cock up her bum, it didn't feel so bad. Everything else around her disappeared, as she concentrated on being penetrated by 2 cocks for the first time in her life. A deep-rooted, but long forgotten fantasy came crashing back. "I'm being double penetrated." She said, more to herself, than anyone else. She felt a pair of hands on her arse. As the other bloke gained more leverage, he forced his way further in. She was powerless to stop him, as he worked his way deeper inside her. Or was she? Was that what she wanted? To surrender herself to several men and be used for their pleasure? Like many women, she had a bit of a submissive side & that part of her was taking control. Even though, it still felt quite uncomfortable, she still groaned. More at the situation, than what she was feeling. Of course, her fuckers didn't know that. "Shit, will you listen to her. She must be gagging for it!" Said the voice behind her. That was definitely Dave. She was too lost in what was going on to react, though. Given the position he was in, Gary couldn't really move much, so Dave was the only one who could really fuck her. Which he took full advantage of. He'd been waiting so long for his turn, that he really went at it hammer and tongs. Maggie was lost in the situation. Two cocks at once...mmmm. She started cumming again, just at the thought. She couldn't really thrash around too much, this time, though, the way she was impaled. As she thought the word 'impaled' to herself, it triggered another orgasm. Her eyes rolled up, as she enjoyed uncounted orgasms. Her 2 lovers didn't stop what they were doing. Gary tried to thrust a little & Dave was still pounding her arse. Dave started to speed up. With a sigh & a scrunched up face, he emptied his balls up her bum. Maggie was incapable of noticing, as she was still twitching and had her eyes closed. Moments later, Dave pulled his limp cock out of her. She was lying limp on Gary, now, totally spent. She felt herself being rolled over onto her back. She opened her eyes to see Gary staring straight into them with a cheeky grin on his face. She smiled back at him. He started to move in her again. She closed her eyes again, enjoying the familiar position, smiling to herself. Pleasantly filling, he was. She was well used to his size now, and wondered if anyone else would be able to touch the sides in future. She giggled at the thought. She wrapped her legs around him. That way he went in even deeper. She decided to keep her eyes closed. She thought it almost reminded her of her late husband. Gary started to thrust quicker and harder. She could tell he was close to cumming again. She wanted to cum with him this time. She looked into his eyes. The grin was gone. Concentration was furrowed on his brow. She could feel a smaller orgasm building in her again. Before she could reach it, though, Gary stiffened his whole body & shot his load into her. She hugged him close to her. 'Thank you', she whispered in his ear. She was determined to cum one last time, though. As she felt him softening in her, she reached down between them, to her sensitive clit. She didn't do a slow build-up as she would have done normally on her own. She went straight into it, rubbing furiously. She needed this cum. She closed her eyes again, concentrating on it. She could feel it getting closer. She knew that this one was going to be smaller than the others, but still satisfying all the same. Somewhere along the line, Gary got off of her. She wasn't really in a state to notice it, though. 'Ah, ah, yes, fuckkkkkkkkkk'. She arched her body. She carried on gently rubbing, as the sensation slowly eased away. Her legs were spread wide. She slowly opened her eyes. She saw her 2 lovers staring down at her, with smiles on their faces. Then she saw...Vicky, holding a camcorder in front of her – clearly recording! ...To be continued... Closing Time Ch. 03 I couldn't help but think about the night before. I didn't know exactly what I was walking into but decided to show up early as asked. Maybe nothing would happen and he was just trying to intimidate me. After all I, fucked not only him but some customer at the same time. On the other hand, that could have opened the door for something more. The whole situation played out over and over in my mind. Making my way to my desk, I could see the stain that was left on the carpet. Knowing what it was from, a feeling of dread washed over me. The number was still scrolled across my arm. Thinking about the man that had written it, I pulled my phone out. I sent a message to the number that stated "Lets hook up." After I sent the message, I sat down and started working on various invoices and assorted paperwork. My boss had not arrived yet, bringing a sense of relief to my mind. Minutes after Shortly after I started my work, my boss strolled through the office, cockier than usual. I could feel him watching my movements, my head was down concentrating on my work, trying to ignore the man looming over my desk. "Follow me." he said in a stern voice. I could feel my muscles tense up. Not having much of a choice, I followed him, but we didn't go to his office as I thought we would. Feeling uneasy, I followed him into the elevator, he pushed the button for the basement. The basement is home to about a dozen filing cabinets and company records. There are a few old computers along with a desk and some chairs. No one really comes down here except during tax time or to file or look up a record. It was dark. My boss pushed me inside and locked the door behind him. Fluorescent lighting turned on, blinding me temporarily. As my eyes adjusted to the bright light, I noticed the desk in the middle of the room. I started to back up towards the door. My boss stood in the way blocking me from it." I Did what you wanted last night, please let me go!" I was pleading for him to move. He stood there with a lustful gaze towards me. "This is the price you pay for being such a slut. You are going to be my personal fuck toy, for as long as I want you to." He pushed me to the desk. "Strip down to your bra and panties!" He commanded. I stood frozen unable to move "No" I said with a firm stance. He moved in closer to me. "Strip down or I'll do it for you" He threatened. "This is going to happen. So you can either make this easier on yourself by complying or I can come over there and do it." His voice was hard and cold. Trembling at the thought of him removing my clothes, I started to remove my blouse. Fumbling with the buttons, he became impatient. He moved closer to me reaching for my shirt with both hands. Grabbing it, he tore it off, the last of the buttons popping off. He grabbed me and forced me to my knees . I could see that a bulge had formed in the front of his pants. Pushing his crotch into my face I knew what he wanted. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was fully erect, a deep vein ran from the base almost to the head. I could feel it pulse as I released it from his pants. He didn't waste time, shoving his hard rod into my mouth. I gagged a little as I started to coat his cock with my spit. I quickly matched his movements. Working my mouth over his shaft, I bobbed my head up and down, taking him into my throat. He stood there, hands tangled in my hair fucking my face. I slid my hands around to his ass and fingered his asshole. I felt is cock swell and he came in my mouth, it was hot and salty. Unable to swallow his hot load, it dribbled down my neck and onto the tops of my breasts. He pulled me to my feet. His hands wandered to the top of my shoulders. I couldn't help but react to his touch. A little sigh escaped from my mouth. He grinned as he slid his hands down my body, stopping at my breasts. Squeezing them over the fabric if my bra. The bra opened from the front. He started to unhook it, my breasts immediately were free. He continued down my body to the top of my pants. I felt him hook his thumbs into my pants and in one swift motion he pulled them down with my panties. With my pants around my ankles, he Grabbed my torso and sat me on the desk hard. Spreading my legs as far as they could, I felt his nose graze my clit. It made my pussy tingle. He reached around and clamped his hand into my lower back, holding me in place. He started to run his tongue up and down the length of my slit, slightly parting my lips. My hands instinctively grabbed onto his shoulders for support. His mouth covered my clit, slurping and sucking at it. I started to moan and rock my hips into his face. With his hand still clamped around my me, he took his free hand and slid two fingers into me. My pussy started to squeeze around them as he pumped them in and out. Quickly he pulled his hand from my pussy and shoved his fingers into my mouth. I sucked his fingers in, licking my juices off them. He pulled his hand from my mouth, and pulled me off the desk. He pushed me towards the wall and commanded that I place my hands on it and stick my ass out. As I obeyed I felt a hard smack across my ass cheek. I let out a whimper , and again another slap came across my skin. I couldn't help but scream out As another slap fell across my tender ass. "Stop!" I screamed as the sharp pains traveled through my body. "I'm not going to stop unless you beg me to fuck you!" He laughed as he threw another slap onto my red ass. Every slap was harder than the last. It was beginning to be too much as another crashed down into me. "Please stop!" I shouted, the sharp pains were starting to become unbearable. Not wanting to endure another slap I murmured "Fuck me." in a low voice. "I didn't hear you." as he threw down yet another hard blow to my ass. Drawing in a deep breath I screamed out "Please just fuck me!" Still not being enough, another hard slap landed on my ass cheek. "Fucking Fuck Me!" The moment the words escaped my lips I felt a sharp pain in my pussy. He shoved his full length into me. Not waiting for me to adjust, he pulled out and slammed back into me. I screamed out in pain as he started to fuck me hard. He took his hand and covered my mouth, muffling my screams. I felt his balls slapping up against me with every thrust he made. Eventually I was able to match his pace, turning screams of pain into moans of pleasure. He removed his hand from my mouth and squeezed my breasts, pinching my nipples hard. Gasping a little I moved my hand to my clit and started to pinch and rub it as he pounded my pussy. The contact with my clit made my pussy squeeze around his dick. I heard him grunt and growl into my ear. I felt his cock jerk and spasm, releasing his hot cum inside of me. Still thrusting inside me and breathing heavily, I came all over his softening cock. I grunted as he pulled out. He turned me around and sat me down in a chair. I sat breathless, with my pants still around my ankles. As he straightened up he looked at me. "You better get used to coming in early. I love my new fuck toy and I'm not giving it up anytime soon." He walked to the door and unlocked it. "Get dressed, there is work to do." He watched as I dressed. As I walked past he reached out and smacked my ass. After that I was at his will, having to fuck him anytime he wanted. When I got back to my desk, there was a message on phone. "When and where?" The message came from the other man from the night before. Looking at my phone I pondered what to reply. Closing Time Ch. 04 Grabbing my phone I sat down at my desk, wondering exactly what to reply. After being used by my boss, I wanted to be the one in charge, that much was certain. I thought to myself where and how I could fuck the man from last night. I felt so dirty fucking a complete stranger, but I couldn't contain myself. The thought sent electricity through my body, straight to my pussy. It was still dripping cum from the fucking my boss gave me. I was over come with the urge to fuck, I wanted it so bad. I decided to respond with the name of a local motel and time. I also asked for a name. He agreed to meet me at 8:00 pm at the motel, his name was John. After work, I headed over to the motel. I checked in and headed up to the room. I left instructions with the clerk to give the second room key to John when he got there. As I entered the room, I took off my clothes and sat on the bed. Adrenaline was pumping through my veins. John had no idea what was in store for him. I started to touch my pussy. My nipples hardened and my pussy started to get damp. A few minutes in, I got a text. It was John, he had arrived. He was asking for the room number. I texted back and told him to go to the front desk and that a key to the room would be there for him. I continued to fingering my cunt. Minutes later I heard a knock at the door. Knowing exactly who it was I called out "come in." I heard him enter the room with heavy footsteps. I started to moan, which led him over to the bed. My legs were spread wide. I had a finger in my cunt while the other hand pinched and squeezed my nipple. I heard him come closer. As he approached the bedside I sat up. I grabbing my breasts I started to suck them into my mouth. I watched as his eyes widened and his cock grew in his pants. After a few minutes I grabbed his jeans by the belt loop and pulled him onto the bed. I pulled him close and started to grab and massage his cock through his pants. His eyes started to roll in the back of his head. Pressing my naked body into him I grabbed onto the back of his head and pulled his face to mine. We started sucking each other's tongues. I paused for a moment working his shirt over his head. I let his hands wander over my curves but not for long. This was my night and I was going to make sure to cash in on it. I pushed him down onto the bed. With his jeans still on I climbed on top of him, grinding against his hardening cock. He reached up and started squeezing my boobs, pinching the nipples hard. I moaned with pleasure. My pussy was leaking juice onto his jeans. The rough material was stimulating my clit as I rocked my hips on top of him. After a few minutes I got up and moved my pussy towards his face. Lying so my head was facing his cock I started to unzip his jeans. With no underwear to work around, his big cock sprang out just begging to be licked and sucked. As I lowered my head down onto his cock I felt his tongue part my pussy lips. It sent shivers up my spine. I sucked him in deep as he licked and sucked my cunt. I could taste his salty precum. I slid his hard rod all the way into my mouth, making me gag a little. Saliva coated his cock. I fondled and tugged his balls as I continued to lick and suck him. My hips started bucking against his face. He had moved his hand to my ass, fingering it while his tongue played with my clit. I was close to cumming in his mouth. I could tell he was close as well. His cock started to swell up and become bigger. Hot cum started to come out of his cock. I pushed my mouth over his cock to get as much as I could. Cum ran down his shaft and onto his balls. I took my hands and started to stroke his shaft. I was getting wetter by the minute. I was on the edge, and then he slid his tongue into my ass. This had a great effect on me. I felt his fingers enter my pussy, pumping in and out of my wet hole vigorously. I was still working his shaft, rubbing his hot jizz from the head down to the base. His cock stiffened and was ready for more.I pushed my pussy all the way down on his face, suffocating him with it. This distracted him enough that he didn't notice me tying his ankles to the bed. After I finished tying his feet, I pulled my pussy away from his mouth, moving down to his cock. Placing it between my pussy lips I sank down right on top of, pushing it all the way in. I started to move my hips in a circular pattern as he started to thrust in and out of me. My boobs started to sway and jiggle as I started to bounce up and down. Reaching up, he grabbed each one, sucking and nibbling at them. I found this to be the perfect opportunity to tie his hands. Still riding his cock, I bent down and pushed my tits into his face. Holding his face down with my tits was really hot. I was able to grab one of his hands and tie it up. I sat up straight on top of him and lifted off of his cock. Crawling across the bed, I secured the last hand. He was tied down and fully erect. Now the fun was going to start. I went to my bag and pulled out a mini vibrator. I put it in my mouth and crawled up his body from in between his legs until I reached his face. I pressed my lips onto his, kissing him hard. I turned around and once again sat on his face, forcing him to breath in my scent. I took the vibe and pressed it onto his soft balls. He let out a gasp, which turned into a moan. As I played with his balls, I licked his cock again, sucking just the tip of his head into my mouth. I dropped my dripping cunt onto his mouth. I could see that he was going to cum again. His balls tightened and his cock grew. He was screaming into my hot pussy. I wanted to tease his cock before one final fuck session. I sat on top of him and looked down. His face was flush and sweaty. I sat inches from his cock. My ass was pressed up against it. I started to finger myself while sitting on top of him. As I did this he started to arch his back, trying to get his cock into my ass. In response I slid further up his abdomen. My fingers became soaked with my juice. I forced them into his mouth, making him suck them clean. I had him begging to be fucked. "Please fuck me!" he begged. His cock was twitching and oozing. I wanted his cock in me just as bad as he did. I let him beg for a few more minutes, continuing to tease him. I positioned myself just over his cock, letting it just graze my pussy lips. I hovered over the tip of his dick. Finally I sank down on top of it, just holding it inside of me. I reached down and untied his hands. They immediately grabbed at my breasts. Leaving his feet tied, I turned around facing away from him. I positioned his cock into my ass. Pushing my ass onto his cock, he let out a scream. His cock seemed to grow instantly in that tight hole. As I pushed my ass up and down on his cock, I reached down and pinched my clit, making me moan. An eruption of hot, sticky cum started to fill my ass. He was fingering my cunt as he exploded. As his orgasm continued I started to cum all over his fingers. As I pulled his cock from my ass, I collapsed on the bed next to him. I looked over and asked "Same time next week?" He responded with "Yes." Shortly after, I untied his feet. He got dressed and left the room. I headed to the bathroom and started a hot shower. I washed up and headed for home, looking forward to the weeks to come.