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Confessions of an Online Predator Ch. 01

By: The Style Guy



Author's note: This story is about a cheating piece of crap husband. He lies and poses as a single man online in order to fuck single women. If you don't like cheating and lying husband stories with hardcore sex, please move on to the next story. Thank you angel love for your help in editing for me. Thanks. T.S.G.

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I'm not sure why I turned to an internet dating service. 

I married my high school sweetheart almost twenty-three years ago. She was an All-American cheerleader type when we started dating. The last two decades have only improved her looks and personality.

I am very successful in business and as a result, Jo stays at home. She's raising three fantastic kids and is involved in local charities and politics.

And the sex? The sex is better today than when we were in high school. Some nights we make love. Other nights, I bang her until we pass out. 

Last weekend, we attended the premier of a new Broadway play. The play was uneventful. However, what was memorable was our drive home. After pointing our Land Cruiser north to Connecticut, Jo reached over and played with my cock. With a sluttish smile on her face, she kneeled on the seat, unzipped me and pulled out my cock. 

"Baby, please let me suck your cock. I want to feel your big hog in the back of my throat."

Jo's innocent teenage voice always gets me rock hard. She smiled, kissed my cheek, leaned over and sucked my eight-inch cock deep into her throat. 

What's most amazing is Jo sucked me off for the entire forty-five minute drive home. I came once, but Jo never slowed down. She sucked my cock hard again and kept me hard the whole way home. Every time I reached for her juicy bald pussy, Jo would push my hand away. Tonight was about me, so I sat back, pushed the cruise control button and enjoyed the drive!

After walking the babysitter home, I found Jo in the middle of our bed. She was naked and on her knees, ass high in the air. Her face was buried in a pillow. I banged her pussy and ass for an hour. Jo came in thirty seconds and then over and over until I erupted deep in her ass.

As I've said, sex with Jo is great. It's an adventure every time. So, why have I joined an online dating service? Simple, I travel three or four nights a week on business. I'm lonely, bored and horny.

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My M.O. (Method of Operation) is simple and effective. After paying for a membership on datersconnection.com and filling out the profile, I researched members in the seven cities I travel to monthly. 

I narrowed my search to profiles of attractive, fit women in the thirty to forty-year-old age group. I wait until I see them online and write them an instant message:

'Hi, I'm Chris and I'm new to Dater's Connection. I currently live in Wilton, CT, but am being transferred to Portland (or some other city) in June. A friend from work suggested I join Dater's Connection. I hope to meet a single, attractive, fun-loving woman online. If we're compatible, perhaps we can meet for drinks and dinner. I hope you'll check out my profile. If you'd like to get to know me better, please send me a note.'

It's amazing, how dumb, desperate and naive women can be. Most answer my instant message within seconds.

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Candy lives in Baltimore. She is thirty-four-years old, has shoulder length raven red hair and green eyes. She was separated for eighteen months and is recently divorced. She shares custody of a son and daughter with her ex-husband. 

She had been a stay at home Mom. However, started to work after her separation. Candy started as a receptionist with an insurance agency. She just received her insurance license and is trying to build a book of business. Money is tight, but she is "going to make it!"

Candy and I instant messaged each other daily for the first week. We slowly got to know each other and shared information about jobs, social life and dating. 

Sailing was one of Candy's passions, although she wasn't able to do it often. During the second week of IM's, Candy asked to trade pictures. I agreed and sent three, including a photo of me on my neighbor's sailboat. 

The next day as we IM'd, Candy asked, "Whose boat was in the pic?"

"It's mine," I answered. "I thought I told you. I love to sail and am trying to get my boat to Baltimore."

Poor Candy. She was hooked.

A few days later, Candy IM'd, "Are you going to take me sailing this summer?"

"It depends," I answered. "What do you wear, while sailing," I teased.

"Anything you want, baby, or maybe, nothing at all." During our third week online, Candy asked, "If I buy you a Speedo, will you wear it while sailing?"

"I hate Speedos Candy. They're very uncomfortable."

"Why are they uncomfortable?"

"It's embarrassing and you'll probably think I'm exaggerating," I answered.

"Come on. Please tell me."

"Candy, I'm well endowed. Long bathing suits are much more comfortable."

The next day, Candy asked, "You have me intrigued. How big are you?"

"I'm 5'10" and 180 lbs.," I teased.

"Don't be a jerk. You know what I mean."

"I'm eight inches long and very thick. I hope that doesn't scare you."

"OMG. That's bigger than my biggest vibrator."

Candy and I shared sexual information for the rest of the week. She hadn't had sex since her separation and has settled for two vibrators and her fingers. She missed sex with a man and hoped to find someone soon. Candy loved to give oral and enjoyed screwing in different positions. Occasionally, when super horny, she could be talked into anal.

I told her that I loved oral, both giving and receiving; that anal sex was a favorite. Although, most women said 'hell no,' when they saw my size.

On Friday of our third week online, Candy asked, "What are you looking for in a woman, for a long term relationship?"

"I'm hoping to find a single, attractive, fun loving woman. She will love life and laugh easily. She'll be a flirt and dress that way, but will also be a lady. However, in the bedroom, she'll be an insatiable lover. A borderline slut."

I continued, "I hope I haven't offended you."

We chatted for a few more minutes, wished each other a great weekend and signed off.

On Monday, I sent Candy an email. "Hi baby. I hope you had a great weekend. I want you to know that I've had a change of plans this week. I'll be in Baltimore on Wednesday and Thursday for meetings. I hope we can meet for a drink Wednesday. If I pass inspection, perhaps you'll join me for dinner."

I signed off and went to some meetings. Tuesday morning, I checked my emails. Candy had sent three. In the first, she was 'sssssssssooooooo' excited to meet me. In the second she was nervous and doubted herself. In the third, she hoped I would find her attractive. 

I signed on to my IM account. Candy was waiting.

"I can't believe we're going to meet," she began.

"This is going to be a real long week. I can't wait till Thursday."

"Me too! Where should we meet?"

"I'm staying at the Bayside Marriott. Griffins Seafood is across the street. I've made reservations for six o'clock. We have a table outside, on the deck. Let's meet in the bar first. Is that ok?"

"Oh Chris. That's perfect."

Candy and I chatted daily, for the rest of the week. 

I arrived at Griffins at 5:45 p.m. The bar area was just starting to pick-up. I sat in the last empty bar stool and ordered a bottle of Merlot and two glasses. 

I was pouring the wine, when Candy walked through the door. She was stunning and the pictures I'd seen didn't do her justice.

Candy was 5'5" tall and weighed 125 lbs. Her red hair reached her shoulders and her smile brightened the entire bar. She was dressed in an emerald green sundress that highlighted her red hair. She had an athletic body, with B-Cup breasts and hips that swung provocatively as she walked across the room. 

I stood to greet her. "It doesn't seem like we're meeting for the first time," she began.

"I don't think a handshake will do." I reached for her waist and gently pulled her against me. I softly pressed my lips to hers, then backed away and looked into her eyes. Her eyes were sparkling. 

Candy's body felt great as it pressed against me. Her hands rested on my shoulders and her breath was shallow. I leaned in and kissed her again. This time, with a bit more urgency. 

When her lips parted, I slipped my tongue into her mouth. I ran it across her lips and played with her tongue. When the tip of her tongue entered my mouth, I playfully bit it. I became rock hard as she moaned into my mouth. When we finished our kiss, I whispered into her ear, "It's nice to meet you Candy Parker."

Candy giggled and blushed as I guided her into my bar stool. I handed her a glass of wine and toasted her. "To a special friend!" We touched glasses and took a sip.

Over the next two hours, we drank wine and had a delicious dinner. Afterward, we left the restaurant and walked to Candy's car. Candy wrapped her arm through mine and held me tight as we walked. 

Her car was a late model Honda. I leaned against the driver's door, reached for her waist and pulled her tight against me. Her hands encircled my neck, while mine rested along the top of her ass. I kissed her hard. Our mouths opened and our tongues fought. I tasted Candy's tongue and mouth. 

My hands dropped to the globes of her ass and she groaned into my mouth as I squeezed her butt. I could feel the string of her thong as it disappeared between her cheeks. As I pulled her tight against me, Candy humped her pussy against my leg.

"We should have gone to your room," she gasped, between kisses.

"I know, but we need to get your overnight bag first."

Candy pulled her head away from me. "How do you know I have an overnight bag?"

She had a serious look on her face. I looked her up and down and noticed her hard nipples poking through her dress. I let one hand leave her ass and palmed her breast. She looked into my eyes and I smiled. My thumb and forefinger grabbed her nipple and I pinched and twisted it.

"AAAARRRRRGGGG! Oh God, that feels so fucking good."

I twisted harder and whispered into her ear, "I know you and I know you have an overnight bag. Is it in the backseat or trunk?"

"OOOOhhhh, my tits hurt so good, please don't stop!"

I continued to tweak her nipple. My left hand pulled her ass against my leg and I let Candy rub herself.

"So long . . . it's been so looonnnggg. I'mmm cumminnnggg!!!

Candy slumped against me. I supported her and whispered, "You're going to be my slut, tonight."

Between ragged breaths, Candy nodded her head. "Yes. I'll be your slut. Oh God!"

"Where is your bag?"

"It's in the trunk."

We walked to the trunk of her car. Candy reached into her purse, grabbed the key and opened the trunk. Her small duffle bag had slid deep into the trunk. As she reached in, I placed my hand in the middle of her back. Applying more pressure, I pushed. Candy steadied herself, by placing her hands on the floor of the trunk. 

Candy was positioned with her hands in the trunk and her ass sticking up. "Spread your legs for me baby."

As she begged, "No. Please not here," Candy spread her legs.

I kept one hand on her back. With the other, I reached under her sundress. She yelped as I yanked her thong to her knees and threw the hem of her dress over her back. 

"Oh baby, you've got a great looking ass." I lightly ran my fingers along her slit, from her clit to her asshole. As Candy moaned, I asked, "Tell me you're my slut."

"Yes . . . yes . . . yes . . . I'm yours. I'm your . . . OOOOHHHHH!"

I plunged two fingers deep into her cunt. My left hand reached around. When it flicked against Candy's clit, she exploded. "OOOHHH Jesus. I'm cummmiinnngggg againnnn!"

Candy wailed for a few seconds, then slumped half into the trunk. I watched as she regained her senses and crawled out. She stood in front of me, her duffle bag in hand and a proud smile on her face. 

"Open your mouth," I ordered.

As Candy parted her lips, I stuck my pussy soaked fingers into her mouth."

"Do you like your taste?" I asked as I fingered her mouth.

I could feel her tongue slide over my fingers as she nodded.

We walked quickly to the Marriott and rode the elevator to the ninth floor. Once the door was closed, I pressed Candy against the wall and kissed her hard. 

Panting and out of breath, she begged, "I have something special in the bag. Let me use the bathroom and I'll put it on for you."

"Raise your hands over your head," I countered.

Candy bit her lower lip and raised her hands over her head. Reaching for the hem of her dress, I pulled it over her head and dropped it on the floor. I reached behind her back and made short work of her bra clasp and dropped it on top of the dress.

Standing in front of me naked, except for sandals, I ordered, "Get on your knees and take off my pants." As Candy struggled with my belt, button and zipper, I pulled my golf shirt over my head.

When my cock popped free, it swung and hit Candy in the cheek. "Oh, it's so beautiful." She kissed the tip, licked the underside then opened her mouth wide. Candy easily took the first five inches on her first try. She spent the next few minutes sliding her mouth up and down, while swirling her tongue around the head.

With my cock in her mouth, Candy looked into my eyes from her kneeling position. She grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me deeper into her mouth. I felt her hold back a choke at seven inches. After regaining her composure, she pushed the last inch deep into her throat.

Breathing through her nose, she held that position and milked my rod with her tongue, cheeks and throat. Letting my cock slip into her fist, she looked up at me. "I hope you liked that. I bought an eight-inch dildo and have practiced." 

I had never been this turned on by a slut. I grabbed two fists full of hair, positioned my cock at her mouth. When she opened her mouth, I plunged my cock down her throat. My balls slapped against her chin as I pounded her mouth. 

I could feel drool seep from her mouth and run down my leg. "I'm getting close baby." 

When I was ready to cum, I pulled from her mouth and shot a stream of cum into her face. The second shot hit her left eye. With her mouth hanging open, I plunged my staff back in and fucked the rest of my cum down her throat.

"Oh baby, you are so fucking hot," I said as I pulled Candy to her feet. I scooped some cum from her cheek and feed it into my mouth. Candy was surprised. I continued to scoop up the cum and feed it between us.

"Go clean yourself. Then meet me in bed."

When Candy slid into the bed, I wrapped my hands around her and kissed her deeply. We kissed and hugged. Then I kissed my way over her neck to her pert tits. Her pink nipples were standing at attention as I sucked them intermittently deep into my mouth.

"Oh yes. God I love nipple play."

I twisted one nipple and sucked the other.

"OOOOhhhhh. YYYesss. Juuust likeee thaaaat!"

Candy exploded. While she came back to earth, I kissed my way over her belly and settled between her spread thighs. Candy's pussy was swollen and dripping wet. Her hooded clit was hard and throbbing. 

Using my lips, I kissed her pussy. As Candy ground her crotch against my face, my kisses turned into deep licks. 

She squirmed around the bed, but I held her ass and continued my oral assault.

"I'mmmm cuuuming again."

As Candy exploded, I shoved three fingers into her tunnel. Her cunt clutched my fingers as she cried out, "AAAAAARRRGGG!!!"

Candy lay in the bed and begged, "Please, no more."

I smiled at her, lined my monster cock with her fuck opening and plunged eight inches in one stroke. Candy's eyes got wide, her mouth opened, but no sound came out.

"Time for some hard core fucking." 

With Candy on her back, her legs spread wide and her ass cheeks in my hands, I pounded my rock hard dick into her pussy. Candy held on for dear life. After three more orgasms, I rolled her over. She was sitting astride my waist with my cock buried in her pussy.

"Fuck me bitch." 

Candy began to ride my cock. I pulled her breast to my mouth and sucked her nipple. As she bent forward, I snuck a hand behind her and worked a finger into her pussy soaked asshole. Her asshole clenched my finger as her cunt fucked my dick. 

Candy had two long hard orgasms and finally slumped against my chest. I let her rest for a few minutes. "Get on your hands and knees Candy."

"I don't know if I can."

"Do it baby. I'll do all the work."

Candy turned onto her knees and I crawled behind her. I lined up with her pussy and pushed in. Her twat sucked in my cock as I pistoned in and out. Candy was beyond reason. She couldn't form words and just grunted and moaned into her pillow.

"I'm getting close baby. I'm going to finish in your ass." Candy's body tensed, but she had no fight left. Her asshole was soaked with pussy juice and open from the constant fingering.

I was able to press four inches past her sphincter, before it clenched shut. Candy sobbed into the pillow as I fucked her vise tight butt. 

"Play with my balls baby."

Candy reached between her legs and massaged my swinging balls. All too soon, I emptied my nuts in Candy's bowel.

I pulled my shrinking dick from her hole and went to the bathroom to clean up. When I returned to bed, Candy was asleep.

As I pulled the covers over me, I remembered that the alarm clock was set to 5:00 a.m. I planned to fuck her again in the morning. 

I also thought about my new friend in Dallas. Leeann thought I was being transferred to that city. We have a date to meet next Tuesday for drinks and dinner.

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Confessions of an Online Predator Ch. 02



Friends, This is another cheating husband/cheating wife story. If these type stories don't interest you, please skip over mine and save yourself some heartache! Thanks to Angel Love for her editing skills. TSG

You don't have to tell me. I'm a pig! I should be grateful. I have a fantastic job, big house and a good reputation in our community. Most important, I have three great kids and a beautiful and loving wife.

My wife and I have mind numbing, no holes barred sex two or three nights a week. 

So, why did I join an online dating service? Because, I travel on business frequently and am sick of jerking off onto the hotel sheets.

Beth is forty-one. She's a married mother of two college-aged children and lives in Cleveland. Her profile on datersconnection.com is short and to the point:

"Hi. I'm a married forty one year old. I have dark short hair and brown eyes. I'm 5'7" tall, weigh 138 lbs and have a slim figure. My children have moved out and I'm bored. I've never joined an online service and am not sure what I'm looking for."

No one will ever mistake me for a brain surgeon, but I am smart enough to figure out what Beth is looking for. After seeing her online almost daily for a week, I wrote her the following instant message.

"Hi, I'm Chris. I'm attracted to your profile. Like you, I'm married and have three children. I've never been involved with an online dating service and to be truthful, it makes me a bit nervous. I have so much to lose, if my wife finds out. I guess, I'm just exploring and trying to see if there are others like me out there. You interested me, because I travel to Cleveland on business monthly. If you get a chance, check out my profile. If you'd like to get to know me better, send me a note."

Less than thirty seconds after sending the note, she sent a response. It simply said:

"Hi Chris, I'm Beth."

Beth was shy and nervous. We IM'd daily for two weeks and slowly got to know each other. During the third week, Beth asked me why I joined.

I lied. "Beth, I love my wife dearly and will never leave her. Our sex life used to be wonderful, but has dwindled to two or three times a year. I've begged and pleaded for more intimacy. I've even suggested counseling. I'm online hoping to meet someone in a similar situation. If we're attracted to each other and compatible, I'd like to consider the possibility of meeting for a date. I'm a 'take it slow' kind of guy, so anything more, we can play by ear."

Beth took a long time in responding and then sent this message. "What would attract you to someone?"

"Someone married, with as much to lose as I do. She'll be attractive, self-confident and proud of her looks. I hope she'll value my friendship as much as anything else. I find these traits very attractive. I'll be honest, if we progress past simple friendship; I hope she is willing to offer herself completely to me."

"Would you send me a picture of yourself?" she asked. 

"I sure will. If I pass inspection, will you send me a picture back?"

After agreeing, I sent two pictures and signed off. Early the next morning I was checking my email and saw one entitled, 'Pics of Beth.'

The first picture was of a tall and slender brunette. She had a pretty face, great smile and looked like a lot of fun. She was dressed in a simple black knee length cocktail dress and a strand of white pearls, holding a glass of red wine. The second picture was of Beth at a pool-side party. She was wearing a modest red, one piece swimsuit. The picture was in her profile and showed off a small bust and a hint of nipple and a world class ass and long athletic legs.

I saw Beth was online and sent her an IM. All it said was, "Wow!"

"I'm blushing," was her response.

"Yesterday you asked me why I joined this online service. Why did you join?"

"I think I'm missing out on some things."

"Like?" I prodded.

Beth didn't respond for a minute, but my patience paid off. "I've been married for eighteen years. My husband and I have sex once a week on Sunday night. The lights are out, I'm on my back and it lasts less than five minutes. He's always so gentle and loving . . . but I know there's more."

I asked, "How do you know there's more."

"Please! I have girlfriends and we talk. I read Cosmo and other magazines. I know there's a lot more to love making."

Trying to get more information I asked, "What interests you the most?"

Beth's response was a while in coming. "Everything. I'd like to try different positions. I think about giving and receiving oral sex all the time. A girlfriend goes on and on about anal sex. That scares the hell out of me, but I think about it a lot. Most of all, I'm tired of gentle love making. I want to be fucked."

"Why don't you ask your husband for these things?"

"Oh Chris, he just doesn't have it in him!"

"Do you really want more?"

"Desperately!"

"Do you want a man to give you oral sex?"

"Oh God. I dream of that every day."

"To lick your pussy?"

"Chris, that sounds so wicked. But yes, I would."

"In return, would you suck his cock?" I asked.

"I've never done it," Beth admitted. "But, I'd really like to try."

"Would you swallow his cum?"

"I would!"

"Beth?" I asked. "Is your pussy wet?"

She didn't immediately respond, but eventually admitted, "I'm dripping."

All the effort and patience was starting to pay off, in what I hoped would be a bonanza! 

"Beth, will you trust me?" I asked the next day.

She responded, "I'll try."

"I asked a yes or no question, Beth. Will you trust me?"

"Yes."

"Beth, I'm going to sign off in a minute and go to a meeting. I won't be online again until tomorrow morning at 8:00 a.m. Between now and 8:00 a.m., I want you to shave every hair from your pussy. I want you bald. Tomorrow at your computer, you can wear a bathrobe and nothing else."

I signed off immediately after sending the instructions. I sat at my desk for a moment and wondered if Beth would do as I instructed.

The next morning, I wrote, "Good morning, Beth."

"Good morning, Chris."

"Open your bathrobe for me baby! Describe for me what you see."

"Chris, I feel so dirty and so alive."

I was having so much fun with Beth. Over the next few days, Beth played with her small brown nipples and fingered her slick pussy and clit. She would play with her asshole and tell me how tight it felt as she pushed a finger in.

At the start of the next week, after Beth had used three fingers, to make herself cum, I said, "Beth, I want you to go shopping today. Find an adult novelty store and buy a six-inch vibrator." Again I signed off.

I wasn't able to get back online for two days. Assuming that Beth had followed my instructions, I started, "Hi Beth. Describe the vibrator."

"Its six inches long, about two inches around. It's pink and has three speeds."

"Have you used it yet?'

"I feel like a slut. I've worn out two sets of batteries."

For the rest of the week, I had Beth use the vibrator in her mouth, pussy and asshole. At the end of the day on Friday, I asked her for her cell phone number. After promising not to call unless we set an appointment, she reluctantly gave me the number.

Over the weekend, I sent Beth a detailed email. It read: "Dear Beth, On Monday afternoon at 2:00pm, I want you to be at the Oak Leaf Mall. There is a semi-secluded seating area, next to the escalator by Lord & Taylor. I want you to wear a white shirt, short skirt and sandals. You are not to wear panties. You will shave your pussy bald, before coming to the mall. I want you to bring your new vibrator and your cell phone."

I was scheduled to be in Cleveland on Monday. I had negotiations planned for Monday morning and all day Tuesday. At 2:00 p.m. on Monday, I was at the entrance of Barnes and Noble on the second floor of the mall, pretending to read a book. 

I saw Beth on the first floor. She was walking slowly and looking all around. She stopped by the fountain and reflecting pool and when she didn't see me, she proceeded to the sitting area. There were three retired men at the far end. Beth found a seat as far from the retirees as possible. 

After waiting a minute, I rode the escalator to the first floor and turned into the rest area. I sat on a bench directly across from Beth, opened a newspaper and started to read. I completely ignored her. 

The Mall was fairly quiet, as I expected it would be. Grabbing my cell phone, I dialed up Beth's number and punched in a text message.

"Spread your legs and let me see your pussy," and I hit the send button.

I heard her phone beep and watched as she reached for it. Beth sucked in a breath as she read my instruction. She repositioned herself on the bench and when I looked up from my paper, I could see a sloppy wet, bald pussy. Her vulva was puffy and shiny red. I didn't look Beth in the eye; I just stared at her cunt. 

A short while later, the retired gentlemen stood and left. I picked up my phone and sent the following message: "Take out your vibrator, turn it on, slide it into your twat and cross your leg to keep it in place."

Beth hesitated for a minute and looked around. A blush spread over her face and neck...but she complied. She masked her movements and spread her legs wide. Beth's cunt inhaled the small toy and she moaned as she plunged it all the way in. 

As she crossed her legs, the sound of the humming vibrator was muffled.

Almost immediately, her body stiffened. She let out a quite but urgent, "Ggggrrrrrr."

I looked her in the eye. "Mother's Day is coming up," I began. "I need to buy a present for my wife. Can you make some suggestions?"

Confused at first, Beth sputtered out a dumb answer. I just kept asking everyday type questions and watched her closely. I smiled as she sucked in her breath and shook in another orgasm.

Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but I kept talking and Beth kept babbling. Her body quivered occasionally as orgasms wracked through her.

We talked for the better part of an hour. Beth had a series of mini orgasms. Stains had appeared under her arms and her blouse was soaked with sweat. Knowing it was time to end today's game; I got up, approached Beth and held out my hand. "Thanks for chatting," I said, while shaking her hand. Then turned and left the Mall.

As my hotel room was directly across the street, I knew I'd get to my computer long before Beth got home. I wrote her: "Dearest Beth, It was a pleasure meeting you today. You have an incredible body and I enjoyed watching it shake as you orgasmed. I'm staying at the Marriott across from the Mall. Please arrive at room 904 at exactly 10:30 tomorrow morning. You will be staying until early afternoon."

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There was a soft knock at precisely 10:30. I yelled, "It's open. Come on in."

Beth entered and looked around. I had reserved a small suite and was sitting at the far end of the living room area. I was wearing a blue suit and was flipping through some business papers. 

"You didn't tell me what to wear," Beth began. She was dressed in a purple nylon gym suit, with a black tee-shirt under her zippered top. 

Smiling at Beth, I said, "It doesn't matter what you're wearing, since you'll be naked in a few minutes. Come and stand in front of me."

Beth walked across the living room. She briefly glanced into the bedroom as she passed the open door.

"Strip," were my next instruction.

"Oh God . . . ," Beth started. 

She unzipped her jacket and dropped it over the couch, followed quickly by her shirt. No bra, I noticed. Topless and looking expectantly at me, she next kicked off her running shoes and peds. Finally, Beth hooked her fingers into the waist band of her sweat pants and wiggling her hips, she worked them off.

Beth had an incredible body. I wanted to bang her holes, but I held out. "Pick up your clothes and hang them in the bedroom closet."

As Beth walked to the bedroom, I was treated to the delicious sight of her heart-shaped ass as it bounced back and forth. I followed her and watched as she hung up the clothes. As she finished, I pointed to a brown paper bag on the bed.

"Open it."

Beth reached into the bag and pulled out two fur lined handcuffs and a mask. 

"Lie on the bed and fasten your left wrist to the slates on the headboard."

She whimpered as she followed my instructions. As she finished, I ordered, "Hand me the second pair and then stretch your right arm over your head."

When she finished complying, I cuffed her right hand to the bed. Finally, I took the mask and gently covered her eyes.

It was now 10:40. It had only taken ten minutes to get Beth naked and shackled to the bed. For the next twenty minutes, I traced my fingers over her body. She gasped as I ran my fingers along the folds of her twat. Beth arched her back and tried to buck her pussy into my fingers.

"Please Chris . . . please . . . make me cum . . . please I need to cum so bad."

"Are you my slut?" I asked as I pinched a nipple.

"Arrrrgggg, yes . . . I'm your slut. Please . . . I need to be fucked."

"Lift your hips. I want to play with your ass."

Plenty of pussy juice had run down the crease of Beth's rear. I forced my finger between Beth's butt cheeks and rubbed her wrinkled brown rose.

"Your fingers feel . . . so good. Oh, I feel like . . . such a slut."

"You are a slut, Beth. You're my slut."

"Please . . . make me cum!!!"

As Beth begged, we were interrupted by a knock.

"Don't make a sound Beth. I need to get the door."

I left the bedroom and closed the door firmly behind me. It was 11:00 a.m. and I had arranged for the executives of our client company to meet me off-site, in my hotel room for a follow-up meeting. I opened the door and let the five men into the room. 


The five men entered. We sat around the living room and put the finishing touches on our deal. I was involved in a lot of detailed discussions, but occasionally, my mind would wonder to Beth. I couldn't imagine what was going through her mind. Cuffed, helpless and naked in the middle of a king size bed. Her mind must be imagining the most wicked perversions as the meeting was taking place, just outside of her view.

Finally, after an hour and a half, the deal was signed. Handshakes and congratulations were made and the men left the suite.

I pulled a Pepsi from the fridge and took a long and satisfying gulp. As I opened the bedroom door, poor Beth whimpered again. 

"Who's there?" she asked.

At the side of the bed, I undressed and dropped my clothes on the bed. Naked, I stepped onto the bed and straddled Beth's head. Squatting into a baseball catcher's stance, and holding the headboard for support, I lowered my cock to Beth's face.

Bouncing around, I slapped my rock hard dick against Beth's cheek and rubbed it across her face.

"Open your mouth."

As she complied, I held Beth's head in my hands and forced the first five inches of my cock into her mouth.

"Mmmmm," was all I heard as Beth sucked on her first cock. I could feel her tongue working over my shaft as her lips held me tight.

"I'm pushing in deeper, baby."

Beth gagged and her arms stiffened, but the cuffs held them in place. I pulled all the way out, let Beth take a deep breath and then drove my cock back in. 

I was so fucking turned on, that I didn't last long. "Here it comes baby. Your first mouthful of cum," I growled as I exploded down her throat.

Beth gagged and chocked as she tried to swallow my load. Most was swallowed, but some ran over her cheek.

Sitting on the side of the bed, I caught my breath. I reached for the cuff key on the bedside table and unlocked her right hand. Taking her hand, I guided it to my semi hard cock.

I watched as the blindfolded woman stroked my tool.

"It's so big. My God, it's huge."

"It's all for you. Feel my cum filled balls."

Beth lowered her hand and massaged my balls.

"Is your husband this big?"

A half cry/half laugh escaped Beth's mouth. "You're as big as the fattest dildo."

"Chris, I need your cock. Please . . . please I need you to fuck me."

"Use your hand, Beth. Show me how you finger fuck yourself." 

Beth's hand immediately dropped to her drooling snatch. She circled her clit a few times and plunged two fingers deep into her hole. She alternated fucking her slot and rubbing her clit.

"Talk to me Beth. Tell me what you're feeling."

"It feels so good. I can't wait . . . oh yes . . . I'm getting close. Uh . . . oh . . . oh, yes . . . yessss!"

As Beth got ready to explode, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her fingers from her hole.

"Jesus no! No . . . God . . . please let me cum!!"

I bent over and whispered into her ear, "Beth listen. Here's the deal. In a minute, I'm going to uncuff you. You're going to keep the mask over your eyes. I'm going to hand you your clothes and you're going to dress. When you're dressed, I'm going to lead you to the door. I'll take the mask off as you leave the room."

"No please . . . I WANT TO . . . GET FUCKED!!" she screamed.

"You are going to leave," I patiently explained. "You're going to go home and decide. You'll decide if you'll take my cock in your throat, in your cunt and in your asshole. If that's what you want, you'll come to this room tomorrow at 9:00 a.m. You'll be dressed in a skirt. If you come, I'm going to fuck you raw. You'll leave with cum leaking from all your holes."

I uncuffed Beth from the bed and helped her dress. She sobbed the entire time. Just before I unmasked her, I whispered, "Don't play with yourself tonight. Leave your pussy alone."

I opened the door, pulled off the mask and pushed her into the hall.

Beth did return the next day. I answered the door naked, held her against the entry wall, lifted a leg and entered her pussy immediately. She clawed my back as I fucked her pussy and came in the first thirty seconds. 

After fucking her against the wall, I lowered Beth to the floor and onto her back. I pushed her legs to her ears, entered her and banged her pussy. Sometime later, I rolled her onto her knees and pounded her like a dog, as I fingered her ass.

After cumming in her mouth, I lead her to my bed. Over the next four hours, I had my dick, tongue, finger or her vibrator in one of her holes.

I was as good as my word. Beth left the hotel in the early afternoon. She had cum running from a very stretched out and sore pussy and asshole.



Confessions of an Online Predator Ch. 03



Warning: Beware of another cheating husband story! Thanks to Angel Love for her friendship and editing skills. TSG

Over the last six month's I've used my account on an internet dating site to seduce women in cities I routinely travel too on business. It's been a blast, developing internet personalities to match with needs of attractive and horny women in each city.

So far, I'd banged seven women. Some were memorable. Others were easily forgettable. Although a juicy pussy and a snug asshole will never bore me, I was in the mood to try something else. 

His dating profile profile interested me:

My wife and I live in the Columbia, SC area. I'm 47. I'm 5'10 and a bit overweight at 210 lbs. My wife is 34. She's 5'3" and has a stunning 35-27-36 figure. She has dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. We have been interested in exploring the swinging lifestyle for the last year. Unfortunately, we've not been able to find other couples in the Columbia area with similar interests. If you'd like to get to know us better, please respond.

Trying to get my latest piece of fiction just right, I responded with an instant message:

'Hi. I'm Chris and I'm married to Jan. We're 45 and 39 respectively. We currently live in Wilton, CT, just north of NYC. I am being transferred and have accepted a position in Columbia, SC. Jan and I have been involved in the life style for the last ten years. We are regular members in a New Haven, CT swing club and are active guests in clubs in NYC, Boston and Chicago. We are concerned that our transfer to SC will put an end to our swinging. We're happy about the possibility of meeting you and your wife. I'm 5'10", weigh 175 and am very athletic. Jan is 5'6, slim with red hair and green eyes. She has C-Cup breasts, a flat stomach and great ass and legs.'

Being an instant satisfaction kind of guy, I love instant messages. A few moments later I received my first response.

'Wow. I've never met anyone so involved in the life style. I'd like to learn more.'

The husband's name was Ken and he was married to Svetlana; Svet for short. Ken was a successful attorney. He admitted that he wasn't very good looking and never dated much. Svet is an immigrant from Russia and taught language at a local high school. She desperately wanted to get married. As Ken was successful, she accepted his proposal of marriage after two months. They've been married only two years.

Ken told me that Svet was much more sexual than he was. Their discussions of sex had greatly interested him. The idea to try swinging was mutual.

*********** 

Dave's Steak and Seafood is a high end Columbia restaurant. Ken and Svet were already at the bar when I arrived. Ken looked the typical lawyer type. He had short, well kept hair and was dressed in a dark suit, white shirt and regimental tie.

Svet was dynamite. She was sexy as hell and dressed-down in a black tee, jeans and sneakers. Her breasts were high and tight. She had long legs, full hips and a pear shaped ass. I liked her eyes best. They were full of mischief.

They had reserved a horseshoe shaped booth in the bar area. We ordered drinks and appetizers and settled back to talk. Ken and Svet were anxious to talk about the swinging lifestyle. As they asked questions, I made up stories about my make-believe swinging activities. I made up stories about swapping, threesomes, foursomes. I explained that I had participated in a gangbang and that Jan was considering pulling a train. 

Svet was sitting next to me in the center of the horseshoe. As I told my stories, she sat mesmerized. Occasionally, I would squeeze her thigh as I emphasized a point. Svet didn't seem to mind and Ken either didn't notice or didn't care. After a while, I rested my hand along her upper leg.

They asked if I ever became jealous. I laughed and said I was usually too busy to be jealous. 

"I'm going to bring Jan to town in two weeks," I lied. "She's going to be spending time with a realtor. Perhaps we can meet for dinner and see if we're compatible."

Ken and Svet nodded in agreement. "If she's as nice as she looks in the pictures you sent, I'm sure we'll get along fine!" Ken said.

"She looks better than any picture. Just like Svet does," I countered.

I continued, "Being a leg man, I've got to say that Svet's thighs feel fantastic." 

Ken looked into his wife's lap and saw that I was stroking her upper leg. Lust filled both of their eyes as he reached and caressed her other thigh. Both of our hands slid up and down her thigh and came within inches of her jean covered pussy.

"Svet, do you like to dance?"

"Yes. I love to dance."

"She's a great dancer. Unfortunately, I have two left feet."

"A friend told me about Mango's. It's a roadhouse a few miles out of town. They have a swing band tonight. Would you like to go there?"

"Mango's is a ball. The music is always great. Let's go," Ken announced. He continued, "Do you know how to get there?"

"I have no idea. Would you mind if Svet rides with me. That way, I won't get lost."

We agreed and I paid the bill. Svet and I walked Ken to his Lexus and we watched him take off as we walked across the parking lot to my car.

I held the door open for Svet and she glided into my rented Hertz SUV. After jumping into the driver's seat and turning on the ignition, I turned to Svet. 

"I just want to tell you. I feel very lucky to have met you and Ken tonight. I have a feeling that Jan will like you also."

Svet nodded her head, "I'm having so much fun with you also. Can you tell I'm nervous?"

Playing the game, I answered, "I'm glad you're nervous, because I'm nervous too."

Svet looked at me with a question in her eye, "I'm surprised you're nervous, as you've been swinging for years."

"Svet, I'm always nervous when I'm with an attractive woman. Do you think Ken would be upset, if I kissed you?"

She laughed and said, "Considering what we've been talking about all evening, I doubt it."

We eased our lips together and started with a gentle kiss. After two or three light kisses, I kissed her cheek and worked my way to Svet's neck. She leaned into me, giving me easier access and let me kiss and lick her neck. Her perfume was intoxicating. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her closer. Our lips touched, mouths opened and our tongues plunged into each other.

I became rock hard as Svet moaned urgently into my mouth. I tasted the wine on her lips and tongue as our kiss became sloppy. "Slide closer, baby."

I pulled Svet over the car console and onto my lap. It was a tight squeeze, but she settled comfortably between my body and the steering wheel. When we kissed again, Svet wrapped her arms around my neck. My left arm supported her shoulder, while my right hand cupped her pear shaped ass. She groaned again as I pawed at her ass cheeks through her jeans. 

"Svet, you're so fucking hot. I can't wait for Jan to be able to join us. She'd love to kiss you."

We kissed some more. I slid my hand from her ass to her right breast and pinched her erect nipple. "Show me your tits, baby." 

Svet pulled the front of her tee shirt and bra over her breasts. Her B-Cup breasts were capped by small, hard, pink nipples. I bent my head and sucked her tit into my mouth. "OOOOHHHH, yes. That feels so good." 

Svet wrapped her arms around my head and held me tight against her chest. As I sucked and bit her nipple, I gently pushed her legs apart and palmed her pussy through her jeans. Svet bucked against my palm.

She exploded like a firecracker. "I'mmmm cummminggg . . . Yesss!"

I love watching a woman orgasm. I watched Svet's face. Her eyes were closed tight, her mouth was open and she was breathing hard. She bounced in my lap and ground her pussy into my open palm. 

"Itttt feels soooo good!" she wailed.

Svet shuttered as her orgasm dwindled. I pulled her against me and let her catch her breath. Shortly after, she pulled away. She crawled across the console, was kneeling on the passenger seat, turned sideways and was looking at me.

"I feel bad that Ken and Jan aren't here. We shouldn't do anything else, until we're all together and can share."

"I know, Svet. You're right. You excite me so much, I just couldn't help myself!"

I continued, "Before we go too far, you need to know something about me. I'm very well endowed. I'm just too big for some women."

Svet looked from my eyes to my crotch and back. It was dark in the car and she couldn't make out the outline of my cock through my pants.

"How big are you?"

"I'm very big and very thick. Would you like to see it?"

Svet just knelt on the seat and looked between my face and my crotch.

Slowly, so not to scare her, I unbuckled my belt, pulled open the button and unzipped my pants. I wasn't wearing boxers, so I was able to easily slip my hand into my pants and pull out my cock. I rested my cock against the steering wheel.

All women's reaction is the same when they see my cock. They're astonished. I'm eight inches long and as thick as an average woman's wrist. The tip of my cock is the size of a plumb and shaped like a mushroom.

Svet leaned back against the far door. "What are you thinking?" I asked her.

She didn't say anything, just shook her head. 

After waiting a few moments, I asked, "Am I bigger than Ken?"

Giggling, she held up two fingers. "He's about this big," she said as she showed me her hand.

I decided to let Svet make the next move. I continued to sit with my cock resting against the steering wheel. She just stared at my hard rod and I wondered what she was thinking.

A minute or two passed, before she asked, "Can I touch your . . . " She was at a loss for words, but she tried again, "Can I touch your cock?"

"Sure baby, anything you want."

Svet leaned forward, rested her left arm on the console and wrapped her right fist around my dick.

"It's so hard. And thick. Oh God, it's huge."

"Your hand feels so nice, baby. Please don't stop."

She slowly stroked my cock. When she reached the tip, Svet would smear the pre-cum around the head before lowering her fist.

"Does your wife and your swing partners . . . " Svet was at a loss for words, again. Finally, she continued, "Can they take your size?"

"Mmmmmm. Sweetheart, your hand feels so good. Yeah, they take me in their mouths and pussies. I love anal sex and most will take me in their butt."

Svet leaned in closer. Her face was only a foot away from my cock. 

As Svet stroked my cock, I reached over her back and caressed her butt. I slid my palm from one globe to the other. Svet spread her legs slightly, so I let my hand massage over her bottom to her pussy. 

The pressure of my massage worked Svet's mouth closer to my dick. I could feel her breath caress my skin. I nudged her a bit closer. She was within inches of tasting me. Finally, Svet leaned in. She gave the tip of my cock a light kiss. She gently licked the tip of my cock and groaned as she tasted me.

"You taste so good. I love your feel. I love your taste." Svet bobbed lower and took the tip and first two inches.

"Your mouth is so warm and wet. Suck me deeper," I pleaded.

As she tried to lower her mouth further, the sound of a cell phone broke the silence. Svet jumped back into her seat and pulled the cell phone from her purse. Looking at the digital read-out, she said, "It's Ken." Svet had a very uncomfortable look on her face.

I reached for the phone and answered, "Hey Ken, it's Chris. I need to apologize, man."

Ken was surprised when I answered the phone. "Oh, Chris. Where are you guys?"

"Believe it or not, we haven't left the restaurant parking lot." I looked at Svet and she was clearly nervous.

I continued, "We just started talking and got caught up in the moment. I know we agreed that it would be best if all four of us were together the first time . . . "

Ken interrupted, "What have you been doing?"

"Listen Ken, don't be mad at Svet. I'm the one who has the experience in swinging. I should have held out . . . "

"What have you been doing?" he demanded again.

I was honest and admitted, "Ken, we've been kissing and petting. I've played with Svet's bare breasts. Your wife is so fucking sexy, Ken. If you're mad, we can end this whole thing right now. I'll drop her off at your car and I'll disappear right after. You'll never see me again."

I was taking a risk. I knew Ken was hot for my fantasy wife. I hoped his lust for Jan would allow him to give me his wife.

"No! I don't want this to stop. I just wish Jan was with us tonight."

"I hear you, Ken. I wish she was with us too. I wish she was with you, doing what Svet is doing to me."

"What else is Svet doing?" 

I looked over at her. She was still worried. "Ken, she's been playing with my dick. She was sucking the tip, when you called."

"And, Ken," I continued, "You're right, she gives a good blow job."

Ken was clearly uncomfortable. I knew that he was being tugged from two sides. On one hand, he wanted to be part of the swinging life style, while on the other he was feeling out of control.

"Ken, can I ask you a favor?"

He mumbled a, "Sure"

"Can Svet finish me off?" Before he could answer, I continued, "Please. When Jan comes in two weeks, I'll let you plan the entire evening. And I promise, she'll do anything you ask."

He simply said, "Yeah, sure."

"I'm going to hand the phone to Svet. Please tell her everything is ok."

Svet took the phone and put it to her ear. Tentatively, she said, "Hi"

She listened and said, "Yes, I'd like too." And finally, "Ok. I love you too."

Svet ended the call and placed the phone back in her purse. Then she attacked my cock. Holding it at the base, she lowered her mouth over the first six inches. 

"Baby, you're so fucking hot. Suck my dick, baby, suck it good."

She sucked deep and slowly ran my dick in and out of her mouth. Svet was slurping and gagging. She sounded like a pro.

"Svet, I want you to unbutton your pants."

Without taking her mouth off my rod, she reached under herself, unbuttons and unzipped her jeans.

I reached a hand into the back of her jeans and under her silk bikini's. My fingers pushed over the crack of her ass and into a very juicy pussy. Svet was shaved, except for a short landing strip. As I pushed two fingers into her slot, she groaned around my tool. 

I timed my finger fucking with her blow-job. We easily got into a great rhythm. As she sucked me deep into her throat, I thrust two fingers into her sloppy hole. 

"Baby, I'm not going to last . . . here it comes!"

I erupted deep into Svet's throat. She choked and backed off as I continued to spurt. With the head of my cock in her mouth, Svet swallowed my warm cum and finally, licked me clean.

I pulled my hand from the back of her pants, and we both leaned back, exhausted from our efforts. 

"Svet, you are so fucking sexy. That felt so good."

"I'm so horny. You've got me to the edge."

"I feel bad, sweetheart. You gave me such a great blow-job. I feel like I need to return the favor."

"I've never had anyone give me oral," she said shyly.

"Never?" I asked.

She just shook her head. "My hotel is across the street. Let's run up to my room and I'll lick you to orgasm. It'll only take a second and Ken will never know."

"Oh, Chris. I don't think we should." 

In less than ten minutes, we were in my room and naked. Svet lay on the edge of the bed and her legs were spread wide. I was kneeling on the floor with my face buried in her twat.

I licked and sucked her clit and pussy. She went nuts when my tongue darted over her asshole. Svet was multi-orgasmic and launched into cums every few minutes. As I ate her, I also fingered her bottom and pussy. The highlight was when I stroked two fingers into her pussy and a third into her ass as I licked and sucked her clit.

Svet shrieked, lifted her hips high into the air and convulsed in orgasm. As she regained her composure, I stood. Holding an ankle of her spread legs in each hand, I slowly ran my fat cock along the opening of her pussy.

"Yes . . . yes . . . yes . . . fuck me. Stick it in and fuck me."

"Are you sure, baby?"

"Just fuck me. Fuck me now."

I pushed Svet into the middle of the bed, climbed between her stretched legs and drove my cock into her cunt." Holding an ass cheek in each hand and using a finger to toy with her asshole, I plowed into her pussy. 

She wrapped her arms around my neck and yelled, "Yes . . . just like that," over and over. I fucked her for twenty minutes and would have gone on forever, but was interrupted by a ringing phone. 

I found Svet's cell phone in her purse and answered. "Hey Ken, sorry. We are just finishing up. God, she can suck cock like a pro. You guy's will fit in with swinger's anywhere."

"Wow that took a while."

I stood next to the bed and looked down on Ken's sexy wife. "It did. I tried to hold off as long as possible. It was such a great feeling, being in her mouth."

As I talked with Ken, I lined my tool up with Svet's hole. I fucked her with just the head. She quietly cooed and tried to pull me deeper.

I continued, "Ken, I feel bad. Svet is so worked up. Let's meet back at my room at the Marriott. She really deserves an orgasm."

Ken hesitated, so I continued, "She's so hot Ken. The three of us can enjoy each other. It'll be a warm-up for when Jan comes in two weeks."

"Oh, I guess. I'll meet you in the room."

After giving him the room number, I turned the cell off. I didn't want him changing his mind and calling back.

I looked at Svet. "You heard?" I asked. 

When she nodded, I said, "Get on your hands and knees baby."

She turned over and I climbed on the bed behind her. I took hold of her hips and guided my cock into her. I knew it would take Ken a good twenty minutes to arrive. I took the time to bang her pussy and thumb fuck her tight ass. Svet rolled from one orgasm to the next. 

As I started my pre-cum tingle, I pulled from her pussy and told her to turn over. While Svet lay on her back with her legs wide, I jerked off and shot four big wads over her inflamed pussy and landing strip. I dropped on top of the exhausted woman, gave her a kiss and snuggled up next to her.

It was only a short few minutes, before we were interrupted by a knock on the door. Svet tried to grab the sheets to cover herself. 

"Baby, he knows we've been together. You look beautiful. Don't cover yourself. Give him a treat."

As I got to the door, I looked over my shoulder. Svet lay in the middle of the bed. The pillows beneath her head allowed her to look at the door. Her legs were spread, her pussy was swollen and open and my cum was dripping over her lips and between her legs. Satisfied, I opened the door. 

Ken was stunned when I stood in the doorway naked. He was astonished when he saw his wife in the bed. Wanting to control the situation, I put my arm around Ken's shoulder and said, "Ken she's waiting for you. She's insatiable and needs more than I can give her."

Ken undressed in seconds and jumped between Svet's cum soaked thighs. He was rock hard. Unfortunately, he was only four inches long and very thin. He groaned as he sunk his dick into her used cunt. I wondered if she even felt him.

As Ken pounded away, I sat in a near-by arm chair and watched the action.

"I can't wait until your fucking my wife, Ken. I want to see you pound her slut pussy."

The more I talked, the harder Ken fucked his wife.

"You'll fuck Jan and I'll fuck Svet. We'll switch all night long. I can't wait to see Jan suck your meat."

As they fucked, I played with my dick. I'd already cum twice, but the erotic scene in front of me was recharging me fast. 

"Do you want to fuck Jan's ass?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, I want to try anal so bad." The thought of anal sex with my fictitious wife sent poor Ken over the edge. 




Confessions of an Online Predator Ch. 03



"I'm cumming," he yelled as he emptied himself into Svet's slot.

Ken rolled off his wife. Deciding I wasn't going to ask permission, I climbed onto the bed and stuffed my cock into Svet's fuck hole. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I banged her into the bed. 

I wanted Svet to remember this fuck forever. We screwed for almost an hour. We switched positions every few minutes and my little slut came one after another. 

At one point, we were fucking in a doggie position. Svet was almost lifeless, she was so tired. I had been fingering her ass as I pounded her pussy. 

"Baby," I started, "I want to cum in your ass. Will you give me your ass?"

Svet was beyond words and groaned into the mattress. Looking at Ken, I instructed, "Ken, get the lube from my travel bag and bring it here," I nodded toward my bathroom bag on the vanity.

Ken found the KY and brought it to me. "Help me out Ken. When I pull my fingers out of her ass, squirt some lube in." Ken knelt on the bed next to us. I eased two fingers from her bowels. Her sphincter stayed open and Ken squirted a glob into her butt. Using my fingers, I pushed it deep. 

"Again," I told him and we repeated the process. I didn't want to hurt Svet, so I took my time and made sure she was well lubed.

Gently, I eased from her twat and lined up with her greased rose. Svet took the first three inches easily. I ass fucked her using just the tip for a few minutes, until she got used to the invasion. Then gradually, pushed more dick into her. Six inches was Svets limit. 

Svet was fucked out as I pounded her butt. She had one small orgasm and all but collapsed. I rode her as she slid from her knees. Laying flat on her stomach, I hovered over her and continued to drill her ass. 

"Her it comes, baby." I exploded for the third time. This time deep in her rectum. 

After the three of us rested, I asked, "Do you want to spend the night?"

Ken looked at his wife, but she shook her head. "No, I want to go home."

The couple dressed quickly and headed to the door. As they were leaving, Ken confirmed, "Jan will be here in two weeks. Right?"

"We'll see you in two weeks." I kissed Svet and shook Ken's hand. As the door closed behind me, I remembered that in two weeks, I had a date with a young Japanese woman in Atlanta. 

God, I love internet dating.



Confessions of an Online Predator Ch. 04



Thanks to Karen for her editing help and advice. TSG

*

"Hi Suzie, how's your day going?" I asked my Ashton, North Carolina girlfriend's kid sister.

"Chris? Oh, hi. I just got off work, but the day has been good."

"Hey, I really need to talk to your sister, can you put her on?"

"Chris, it's Thursday. You know she works a second shift." 

"Shit . . . I forgot. Oh man, I need some advice and was hoping she was around."

"You sound anxious," she continued.

"I toured a home on Lake Simon today. It's only been on the market for a day. It's a great home and I have a feeling it will sell quickly. I want to talk to your sister and find out more about the town. Damn, I don't want to lose this opportunity."

"I'm sorry, she's just not around, and she can't take calls at work."

I was quiet for a good ten seconds, before I continued. "Suzie, can I ask you for a favor?" When she hesitated, I continued. "I'm really interested in the house. Would you come over to the Courtyard, Marriott and take a look at some online pictures of the house? I would like a woman's opinion. Please?"

"Chris, you know Tammy. She gets jealous. I don't think this is a good idea."

"I know she gets jealous. Listen, I'm desperate. I promise I won't say anything to her. Please Suzie?"

"Ok. Give me time to shower and change. I'll be there in forty-five minutes."

"Mission accomplished," I thought to myself as I hung up the phone. I figured there was a seventy five percent chance I'd be fucking the second Wilson sister, before the night was over.

My name is Chris. I'm a forty six year old married father of three. I live in the southwest portion of Connecticut, about thirty minutes north of NYC. I've been married to the world's best wife for almost twenty years. Even after all this time together, we have an incredibly active sex life. Unfortunately, I travel every week on business. 

Six months ago, I joined an online dating service for the purpose of meeting lonely women, in the cities I travel to most often. I found meeting attractive and horny women was easier than I expected. I told my online friends that I lived in Connecticut, but was being transferred to their city in the next six months. I was hoping to meet a friend, as I didn't know anyone from the area. So far, I have banged nine women in seven cities. Six are now regular sex partners.

I met Tammy online two months ago. She agreed to meet me on my next business trip to Ashton. Our date started at the complimentary happy-hour in the Courtyard, Marriott lobby. 

I recognized Tammy from a picture she had online, as she enters the hotel lobby. She's a tiny girl, standing barely 5'0" and weighing 95 lbs. Tammy is 38 years old; she has short blond hair and blue eyes. She is wearing a white blouse that hides her A cup tits and a thigh length jean skirt. 

Although she is dressed nicely, she has the unmistakable look of a red-neck trailer girl. I could tell she was uncomfortable in the hotel lobby.

Approaching her, I smiled and said, "Hi Tammy. I'm glad we're finally meeting." I reached in and lightly kissed her cheek.

Tammy was a bit tongue tied, so I continued, "Let's sit in the corner and talk for a bit." I guided her to a corner of the lobby and gestured to an arm chair. Once she was comfortable, I continued, "I'll get us something to drink," and left for the bar. 

During one of our online chats, Tammy had told me she loves red wine, although she usually drinks light beer. I poured two glasses of wine from the complimentary bar and brought it back to our spot.

I'll admit I had prejudged Tammy as a redneck dingbat. I was surprised at her intelligence and genuinely enjoyed our conversation. After forty-five minutes, I suggested dinner. "Tammy, I know we just met. If you feel comfortable, I'd love to continue our talk at dinner. Will you join me?"

"Yes, thanks. I'm so hungry. There's a Burger King, Taco Bell and Subway around the corner."

Instead, I drove two mile to McKay's Steak House, a medium priced local restaurant. Again, Tammy was uncomfortable with her surroundings. "I've never been to a restaurant with real menus."

Tammy was distracted by the prices on the menu. "Tammy, will you let me order for both of us?"

She reluctantly agreed. I ordered a bottle of Merlot; we split a shrimp cocktail and calamari appetizers. For dinner we each had a Caesar Salad, fillet mignon and cheese cake for dessert. Dinner was very enjoyable, the conversation was nice, but Tammy was clearly ready to leave when dessert was finished and the dishes were cleared. 

After dinner, we walked hand in hand to my rental car. When I opened her door, she gave me a killer smile. I leaned in and gave her a short kiss on her lips. "I'm having a great time, Tammy." When I kissed her again, I felt her tongue push into my mouth. She found my tongue and they swirled together. As we finished Tammy climbed into the car. She smiled again when she caught me trying to peak up her skirt.

I got into the driver side, turned on the ignition and then turned to face her. "I hope our evening doesn't have to end."

Tammy smiled and said, "me too."

"What would you like to do?"

Tammy climbed into a kneeling position on her seat and faced me. Balancing herself with her hands on the center console, she leaned in and kissed me hard. I tasted her lips and tongue. When she pulled away again, she smiled and said, "I want to do whatever you want." She kissed me hard again. 

When she slid back into her seat, I pointed the car in the direction of the hotel and took off.

"Where are we going?" she asked with a smile.

"Back to my room."

"What are we going to do?"

"Just what you said . . . 'what ever I want.'"

Ten minutes later, we were back in my hotel room. As we kissed in the entry way, I lifted Tammy. She straddled my waist and I supported her by holding her tiny ass. She was so light; I was able to hold her with one hand. I reached between our bodies, unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants and let them drop to the floor. 

I pressed my dick against Tammy's panty covered crotch and ground into her as we kissed. "Do you want some dick, baby?"

"Oh yeah. I want to fuck. Give me some cock," Tammy said. She reached between our bodies and pulled her wet panties to the side.

When she grabbed my dick and lined it up, she moaned, "Jesus, this thing is huge. Go slow baby; I'm a tiny little girl with a tiny little pussy." She worked the head into her hole and then supported herself by holding onto my neck.

Tammy's pussy was soaking wet and tight as a vise. I rocked four thick inches into her as she buried her head in my neck. "Oh mother fucker, you're splitting me in two."

I fucked her with half my dick for a bit, and then eased another two inches into her. "OOOhhhh, God. That's enough. Here I cum." Tammy let go of my shoulders as her body tensed. She leaned back against the wall. "Fuck me. Fuck me with that big cock."

I fucked her slowly with six inches of cock. Tammy rolled through the first orgasm. "Keep fucking me, Oh God, don't stop." 

Tammy was leaning against the entry hall wall. Her legs were wrapped around my waist and I was holding her by the ass. My fingers had worked under her panties and were in her ass crack.

Tammy had her eyes closed, when I lined a finger up with her anus and pushed it in. Her asshole was slick with pussy juice and easily slid all the way in. I pulled my finger out, pressed two together and pushed deep into her bowels. Tammy's eyes were slits and she hissed, "I feel like such a fucking slut. Take me to the bed."

As my pants were wrapped around my ankles, I pulled my fingers and cock out of Tammy and let her slide to her feet. I unbuttoned her blouse, pulled it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. As I worked on her front clasp bra, she pushed her skirt and panties to the floor. Tammy had the tiniest tits with long, fat nipples. She crossed her arms over her chest and said, "No making fun of my titties."

I took hold of both of Tammy's wrists and held them high over her head. Leaning in, I sucked one nipple deep into my mouth. Switching to the other, I sucked and chewed on the rubbery nipple. "Oh yeah. I'm so horny. Suck my baby titties, suck them hard."

I let go of Tammy's wrists and let her wrap her arms around my head. I moved my right hand to her pussy and left hand to her ass and pushed two fingers into each hole. They slid into her stretched sex and she screamed, "I'm fucking cumming again." Her body became rigid as I pounded my fingers into her. 

When she finished her second cum, I stepped away from her. Tammy slumped against the wall and watched intently as I kicked off my shoes, socks, boxers and pants. I pulled my golf shirt over my head and dropped it on the pile of clothes. 

Turning, I walked into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. I spread my thighs and looked, expectantly at Tammy. Following me, she lowered herself to her knees. "Just so you know. I love sucking cock and I love swallowing cum." Tammy smiled, rested her hands along my thigh, opened her mouth and sucked the first few inches of meat down her throat. 

I almost came, when she looked into my eyes and took another two inches. I was well past the back of her mouth and felt her throat stretch as she took me deep. Tammy was breathing through her nose, she was gagging slightly and her eyes were watering. She slowly blew six inches of dick and then surprised the hell out of me when she pushed the last two inches down her throat. 

Tammy continued the slow deep throat and repeatedly took eight thick inches of cock into her tiny mouth and down her throat. When I said, "baby, I'm getting close," she concentrated on my cock head and the first two inches. She reached for my balls and sucked greedily. 

"Here it comes, baby. Oh, fuck . . . here . . . I . . . fucking . . . cum."

I watched as Tammy's lips formed a smile around my pumping cock. She took my mouthful of cum and let my cock pop from her mouth. Still smiling, she made a show of swallowing my cum.

"How long till this bad boy is hard again?" Tammy asked with a smile.

"With a little help, five or ten minutes." I pushed myself into the middle of the bed. "Sit on my face, girl."

Tammy joined me in the middle of the bed and climbed into a girl-on-top 69. She swallowed my semi-hard dick as I licked her from her clit to asshole. When I eased three fingers into her pussy, she groaned around my meat. As I pushed two more into her bowels, she stiffened and when I began sawing them in and out, while licking her clit, Tammy exploded.

"Oh, Jesus. That feels so fucking good." She bounced on my face, raced to another orgasm, while jerking my meat.

As Tammy finished her second cum, she moved down my body. Taking hold of my rejuvenated cock, she positioned it at her opening and dropped onto it. I love a good reverse cowgirl position, as I get to look down my body and watch my partner's pussy grab my dick.

"I want it all this time." Tammy kept pressing her small frame further down my cock. I watched in amazement as she pushed, rotated and stuffed more of my cock into her hole. It took a few minutes until her pussy rested against my groin. 

"Please. Let me get used to this." Tammy leaned forward and rested her body along my legs. As she lay still, I began to play with her open ass. Using some lube from her pussy, I circled her rose. A hushed, "Yesss," was whispered as two fingers penetrated her tight back hole.

Tammy wiggled her pussy into my crotch as I finger fucked her butt. "I'm going to cum . . . I'm going to cum . . . Here I cuuummmm." She buried her face in my leg and screamed. Her body shook and as she finished, I rolled her onto her back, climbed between her legs, jammed eight inches of cock into her twat and power fucked her.

Tammy begged for more and came over and over during the next half hour. She was an insatiable slut. When I reached under her and stuffed two fingers back into her ass, she came again.

We were covered in sweat when I felt me balls start to tingle. "Grab my balls, baby." Tammy reached under my body and grabbed my swinging sack as I erupted in her pussy. I was good for ten more strokes before my wilted cock slipped from her stretched hole.

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Tammy and I had two more dates over the next few weeks. She still believed I was moving to Ashton. As we rested between fucks during our third date, Tammy showed me pictures of her family. She had three grown sons who lived out-of-state and she shared a double wide trailer with her sister. 

I was shocked when I saw a picture of her sister Suzie. She had an all-American face and a porn star body. Tammy slugged my shoulder and warned, "Don't get any ideas about my sister. She's only twenty three."

"Baby, you're all I can handle. Suck my cock and get me hard." As Tammy lowered her mouth around my cock and started to deep throat me, I lay back and started to plan how to fuck her sister. 

Since my last date with Tammy, I had made it a point to call her home daily. Whenever Suzie answered my calls, I spent a few minutes flirting with her. I could tell that Tammy was upset when she was passed the phone and hoped some tension was building between the sisters. On the few occasions when Tammy wasn't home, Suzie and I would talk and flirt even more openly. During a call one week earlier, we had chatted for over an hour.

Suzie drove her ten year old Ford Escort into the Courtyard Marriott exactly forty-five minutes after we'd hung up. I was sitting at a computer station in the lobby and was looking out a window into the parking lot. I watched Suzie exit the car. 

From a hundred feet away, I can see she is stunning. Suzie is 5'6" and weighs 130 lbs. She has an athletic figure, blond/almost white hair. She's wearing a black, tight scoop neck tee shirt. Her C-cup breasts are round and a good amount of cleavage is visible. Her skirt is an above the knee, cream colored, thin lace material and she's wearing sandals.

As she walks through the entry and into the lobby, I approached her with an outstretched hand. "Hi Suzie, I'm Chris. Thanks for coming."

Her smile is beautiful. "Hi Chris. I've heard a lot about you," she answers with a sexy gleam in her eye.

I wondered what kind of secrets the sisters have shared as I continued. "My realtor has been calling every thirty minutes asking if I'll bid on the home." I guided Suzie over to my computer. "I have some online pictures of the house and really want a woman's perspective."

As we sat, side by side, I booted up my laptop. Earlier in the day I had reviewed several houses that were for sale in the Ashton area. For my seduction of Suzie, I picked a lakefront home about thirty minutes south of the city. It was located on the secluded end of a popular recreational lake.

The home was a rambling 5200 square foot playpen. It was built for entertaining and had a gourmet kitchen, a TV room/library, home office, billiard/family room complete with a wet bar, a large deck, patio and pool. (Why anyone needs a backyard pool, when a lake is in the backyard, I'll never know. But I thought it was a nice touch.) The house was listed for $949,500.

As I started the online tour of the house, I explained, "I love to entertain friends, family, co-workers and customers. This house gives me the opportunity to do that."

Suzie's eyes grew wide when the house appeared on the compute screen. "Oh my God, it's beautiful."

"Thanks. The more I look at it, the better I like it."

As I flipped through the virtual tour, room by room, Suzie was mesmerized. I'll admit I was mesmerized too, by the smell of her perfume, the swell of her breast, the hint of nipple and her sexy thighs.

The last pictures were of the deck, patio, pool and yard, leading to a dock and boat house. 

"What do you think?"

Poor Suzie was a bit overwhelmed. "I've never seen a house that beautiful. It's none of my business, but can you really afford it?"

I smiled and ignored her question. Instead, I sat and silently scrolled through the online tour again. I pretended to be deep in thought. Suzie watched me as much as she watched the computer screen.

Finally, I smiled and nodded my head. I turned to Suzie and shrugged, saying, "Let's take the plunge."

I pulled my cell phone from my pocket and pretending to dial my realtor, I instead dialed my office voicemail. "Hi Louise, its Chris Harrington, let's make an offer on the Simon Lake property. Start at $905,000 and see if they're interested. I'll authorize you to go as high as $925,000. Let's talk if you need to go higher than that."

Finishing he call, I looked at Suzie. "Thanks so much for your help."

"Chris, I didn't do anything."

I looked her in the eye, "Suzie, sometimes it's nice to have someone to bounce ideas around with. You helped me do that. Thanks."

Suzie smiled and blushed. "Hey, I have a bottle of wine in my room. Would you like to celebrate around the hotel pool?"

"I'd like that a lot, but if Tammy finds out, she'll kill me."

"Are you going to tell her?" When Suzie shook her head, I continued, "I'm not either. Follow me."

Suzie followed me to the elevator and we went to my fifth floor room. Once inside, I grabbed the two bottles of wine I bought earlier, two wine glasses and a corkscrew. "If you don't want to drag your pocketbook around, you can leave it here," I offered. Suzie shrugged, tossed it on the bed and we headed to the pool.

As I poured our second glass of wine, Suzie looked over and asked, "Will you continue to go steady with Tammy when you move here?"

I was surprised by the question. "I'm not going steady with Tammy now. I'd like to continue to see her, if she wants. But I'm not going to tie myself down with the first woman I meet. I like Tammy a lot, but I plan on dating others."

A short time later, Suzie asked, "What kind of women do you like to date?"

I shrugged and answered, "I'm attracted to intelligent, athletic, outgoing women. I'm a very active person, so I generally date younger women, those that aren't tied down with kids. I hope she likes to travel to places like Cancun and the Bahamas. 

Suzie asked questions about my different vacations. As we finished the first bottle of wine and I opened the second, Suzie started to flirt a bit more.

"Are you going to invite me to use your pool?"

"I don't know. What incentives will you give me?"

She shyly looked at me and said, "I have a string bikini that you'll love."

As I laughed, I said, "I think you'll be the first person I invite over."

Suzie reached over and slapped my arm. "You're just a dirty old man," she playfully joked.

We'd put a dent in the second bottle of Merlot when Suzie asked, "What's the youngest girl you've dated?"

"I occasionally date a United Airline flight attendant. She's twenty-six. Why?"

"My friend Mary dates a 41 year old guy. She thinks older guys are more fun."

"Why?"

"Mary says they're more mature and settled. They can afford to do nicer things. And, some other stuff?"

"Other stuff? Like what?"

Suzie blushed. She turned and looked me in the eye. "She says sex with older guys is real good." Her response was more of a question than an answer. 

Perfect, I thought. We're on the right topic. I reached into my pocket and turned on my cell phone, then answered, "I just think older guys have more experience and more patience." I smiled at Suzie and finished, "we aren't selfish and want to make sure our partners are completely satisfied."

My cell phone chirped from inside my pocket. I pulled it out and checked the screen. I had three business related calls, but told Suzie that I had a message from my realtor. As I punched my voicemail access code, I rose from my chair and started pacing. I listened to the routine business calls, while pretending to enthusiastically listen to my realtor. Clenching my fist, I hissed, "Yes!" I listened for a few more minutes before hanging up.




Confessions of an Online Predator Ch. 04



When I turned to Suzie, she was standing in front of her chair. Approaching her I said, "They accepted $915,000. We're closing in 60 days."

Suzie threw her arms around my shoulder and hugged me. "Congratulations. I'm so happy for you."

I pulled away and looked her in the eye. "Thanks. I'm happy too." Then I leaned in and gently kissed her lips.

I retreated a few inches and looked into her eyes. They were sparkling, so I kissed her again, with more urgency. When her lips parted, I slid my tongue into her mouth. We both groaned.

"You're definitely going to be the first guest in my pool," I offered as our kiss ended. "But it will be on a Saturday night."

Suzie smiled and asked, "Why Saturday?"

"Saturday's are going to be 'no swimsuits allowed day.'"

Pressing her body into mine, Suzie attacked my mouth. She pressed her tits into my chest and ground her pussy into my cock. When she muttered, "I'll be there every Saturday," I lowered my hands and cupped her ass cheeks. I could feel the string of her thong disappear into the crack of her ass, as I squeezed and mauled her rear globes. 

"Oh," she groaned, "Mary was right. Old guys sure know how to kiss."

Our tongues explored each others mouths for a bit. "Want to know what else old guys can do?" When she nodded, I continued, "We know how to eat pussy and fuck. Let's go to my room."

We grabbed the wine and glasses and hurried to the fifth floor. Once the door was closed, we kissed and stripped completely naked in record time. Suzie's body was young and perfect. I was a bit surprised when she reached between my legs, grabbed my cock and said, "I've heard a lot about this monster."

The smell of Suzie's juices filled the room as we climbed into the bed. I lay her on her back and crawled between her spread thighs. Her pussy was beautiful. Except for a trimmed landing strip her pussy was bald. Her lips were pink and engorged and her clit poked out. 

Using my fingers, I spread her open and I speared my tongue deep into her folds. "Jesus, yes. Eat me. Eat my pussy."

I tongue fucked her pussy and then lowered my tongue to her rose. When my tongue circled and poked at her tightest hole, Suzie bucked into me and hissed, "That feels so fucking good. Oh God, don't stop. Please don't fucking stop."

I continued my oral assault licking between her pussy and ass. Her juices were running wild and my face was completely covered. She had a few small orgasms. When I finally sucked and tongued her clit and slid two fingers into her twat, Suzie exploded. Her lower body rose off the bed as she powered through her first major cum. I continued to finger fuck her, until she settled.

"So nice. That was so fucking nice." 

I kissed my way up her body. I tongued her belly and spent a great deal of time sucking, biting and twisting her breast and nipples. Suzie loved the breast workout and had two small orgasms.

I continued up her body. As we pressed our lips together and our tongues swirled, I reached between our bodies and lined my cock up with her hole. Suzie was wet and open as I entered her and we both groaned as I slid deep into her pussy.

"You're so big . . . so fucking big. You fill me so good."

I gently screwed Suzie and finally bottomed out. Her pussy was so tight and wet. I knew I couldn't last long and settled on a satisfying slow deep fuck. Using my entire eight inches, I fucked Suzie slowly.

I was disappointed when I felt myself closing in on an orgasm. Suzie was approaching her second cum at the same time. She closed her eyes, her body tightened and her mouth opened wide in a silent scream.

"Me too, baby. I'm cumming too." 

My young lover shook through a huge orgasm with me as I dumped my cum in her sloppy cunt. My cock softened slightly, but I stayed embedded in her hole. We kissed and rested in this position for a few minutes and then I started to slowly pump into her again. 

"Oh yes . . . oh yes . . . fuck me . . . YESSssss."

My dick was fully hard again and I power fucked Suzie through another small cum. I rolled off the young woman's body. "Get on top baby. Come on and fuck me." A reenergized Suzie impaled herself on my cock and fucked me hard. She slid her tight pussy up and down my pole. I pulled her forward and worked a C-Cup into my mouth as my hands explored her ass.

"I love your dick. It feels so fucking good." Suzie stiffened and came again.

"Are you ready to be fucked like a dog?"

"Oh yeah . . . oh fuck yes . . . fuck me like a dog."

Suzie climbed onto her knees with her ass in the air. "Hurry. Fill me. Fuck me hard."

I settled behind Suzie and plunged my thick cock into her wide open hole. She had three hard orgasms over the next fifteen minutes as I plowed her from behind. 

"No more . . . please I need to rest."

I was a bit frustrated as my cock was rock hard, but I could tell that my new lover needed a break. I lay on my back and Suzie cuddled in tight against me. 

We watched TV for a bit and regained our senses. After a half hour rest, Suzie licked my ear. "I have a surprise for you."

"Do you mean there's more?"

"SSShhhh," was her response as she reached for my semi hard dick. She stroked me hard in ten seconds.

Her purse had fallen to the floor. Suzie picked it up, rummaged through it and pulled out a tube. It was Astro Glide Anal Lube. Without saying a word, she squirted a glob into her hand and rubbed it around my dick.

Looking into my eye, she said, "Tammy says she lets you finger her ass, but she won't let you fuck it." She stroked me for a bit longer before continuing, "I love a good anal fuck. If you go slowly, you can have my ass." Suzie got on her knees, hugged a pillow to her chest and positioned her ass in the air.

I was in awe as her rose opened around my cock. My lubed dick easily slid to the six inch mark before encountering resistance. Her ass was open, but tight and I slowly pumped her. Suzie buried her head in the pillow and screamed through an orgasm. 

I was pumping her ass and knew I was close. "Grab my balls, baby . . . grab my fucking balls." Her hand found my swinging sack and massaged my balls as I exploded in her ass.

We rested for a while, before Suzie said she needed to get going. We dressed and I walked her to her car. "I'm going to have to tell Mary she's right about older guys."

"Since I know she has a thing for old guys, you better keep her away from me."

Suzie laughed and kissed me. As she climbed into the car, she winked and said, "Or, maybe we can share you sometime."

Thanks to those who have offered constructive feedback. I'm running out of original ideas for this series. Can anyone give me some ideas? TSG