0 comments/ 23986 views/ 1 favorites Cyber Lover By: spiritlover Spirit Lover experiences your minds fantasy, a calling from far within you where he dwells. He enters the room softly and watches as you peer intently at the computer screen. You have been reading and responding to ads posted on an adult personals site and have been increasingly frustrated. You need the real thing, not some quick attempt to get aroused and satisfied with a stranger in 20 minutes or less. You turn to a web site with erotic stories, remove your panties, and find a story that interests you. As you begin to read the story of a woman meeting a man on a train you feel the beginnings of arousal. You move your free hand under your tee shirt and begin to rub your nipples with the palm of your hand very gently. Your nipples harden instantly and it feels so good as you move to one breast and then the other. You feel the moistness between your legs beginning to form and you move your hand to your pubic area and find the stem of your clitoris, already swollen with excitement. Picking up some mucus from the entrance to your vagina you begin to move two finders in slow gentle circles as the man and woman in the story leave the dining car to move to his private stateroom. They are relative strangers and she is somewhat hesitant, but also very much wants to make love. It has been a long time for her, as it has been for you, and she must not let this opportunity pass. Besides he is very good looking, fit and trim and smells excruciatingly good. Spirit Lover moves behind you and as the man in the story moves behind the woman and kisses the back of her neck, you feel a soft wisp of a kiss on yours. You shudder with the contact and move your head to the side as the wind kiss moves behind your ear. You gasp as Sprit Lover pulls your ear lobe into has mouth and sucks it gently. You feel his hands move around you in an embrace as the man in the story reaches around the woman and begins to unbutton her blouse. You feel his hands lift the edge of your tee shirt and touch the sides of your chest as they move up gently and cover your breasts, squeezing them tenderly as his breath whispers against your neck. You surrender to the touch and fall back into his arms as your nipples push against his palms. Spirit Lover lifts you and slides beneath you on your chair. His long hard penis spreads your pubis and sticks out in front of you as his hands continue to massage your breasts. You reach down and grasp the steel hard shaft and begin to stroke it gently. It fills your hand as you push the base of the cock against your swollen clitoris. The woman in the story is pulling the cock from her lovers pants as he sits on the edge of the bed in front of her. She takes it into her mouth and begins to suck the head, rolling her tongue over the tip and into the tiny hole at the end. She tastes the slick lubricating cum as you push Spirit Lovers cock against your pussy with more haste. The fire between your legs grows and as the woman in the story rises up and pulls her panties off. You know you cannot wait any longer. You need a cock deep inside you. As the fictional woman straddles her lover and begins to lover herself on to his cock, you rise up and place Spirit Lovers hard cock at the entrance to your vagina and feel the bulbous head part your resistance. With a sigh you lower yourself in syncopation with the story and feel the huge cock slide deep into you, filling you completely. Spirit lover moves his hand to your pubic area and as you raise to withdrawal his cock, he moves a finger gently over your clitoris and begins a slow massage. The feeling is incredible as you begin rising and falling on his cock and he plays with your sensitive bud. You squeeze his cock with your muscles as you move upward and then fall downward as he thrusts his hips to meet your stroke. Long minutes pass as both of you silently succumb to the slow rhythm, wanting it to last forever. As the woman and man in the story begin to fuck frantically you pick up your pace and feel the edge of orgasm approaching. Spirit Lover is kissing your neck in his whimpers of pleasure as you near the edge. Spreading your legs wider you push downward to enjoy every inch of his manhood deeply inside you. The lovers in the story reach climax as you feel yourself come to the edge. Squeezing your vaginal muscles you suck Spirit Level to your level of excitement. Both hover on the edge and as you feel him tense the instant before release. You tumble into ecstasy as your vagina contracts, forcing his hot cum deep inside you. You collapse against his sweaty chest as he folds his arms around you, holding you tenderly as you feel the tension of want ease from your body. Knowing that the release is but temporary. Knowing that in a few hours you will feel the strange craving visit you again, silently filling your thoughts. But for now, you are content that this erotic ritual has brought you once again to experience your Spirit Lover. Cyber Lover The following is a true story, based on actual events…well, some of the facts are actually as they truly happened, and some events are based on my lustful imagination. Chris is completely real, and as true as any cyber lover can be: and Dora, as many of you know personally, lives life as honestly as small, rectangular hippy glasses will permit her to be. I would caution any of you out there to be suspicious of any lovers you may meet on the Net, they may not be an honest-to-goodness Chris….so, make sure you verify that you have found…the real Dude….. Dora could not believe it was possible to fall in love without ever setting eyes on a man. But she had! Or maybe it was only lust and passion, but cyber chats with Chris had turned to cyber horniness, then cyber sex. Dora knew of many times that Chris egged her on, "tell me more", he would beg, while she sat on-line with Instant Messenger 300 miles away, describing for him what she would do to him if he were in the same room with her. "when ur going to come pounce on me? He he" "oooohhhhhhh I'd love to be stalked babe..when ya gonna cum get me" Dora knew she made him hot and horny, Chris told her his cock hardened the moment he saw her logon on an incoming "instant" message. He logged everyone else off, stripped off his pants and jockey shorts and settled in to see where Dora's active imagination would take him. "babe, I'm naked rite now for you?" She made him hotter and harder as she described blindfolding him, taking his penis (now hard as his own hand pumped it in exactly the way he liked it best) roughly in her hands, squeezing him tightly, while she promised (on-line) to suck and bite at his nipples. God, Dora loved those long pauses, after these narratives because she knew what kept his fingers from the keyboard. Chris sat in his lonely little house, across the state, staring at her pink transmission, reading and re-reading her message, pumping his cock harder as her words suggested her hands on his cock and her teeth nipping at his chest. His penis hardened to the point that cum coated the thick, purple head and she instructed him to "cum for me, right now, you buffed stud, you!" Then his eyes closed, as her words conjured the image his cock most needed, as he grasped his penis tighter, squeezed the head tighter, pleasure overwhelmed him, and he ejaculated cum over his belly and chest. Hey, babe, she typed, let me know when you open your eyes and see this! Dora knew how he had described himself the first time they had chatted on line, "just a 29 y/o single guy in M_ _ _ _ _ _ , submissive, sweet, like it rough at times, LOVE dominate women, very very well buffed…" God, he sounded so perfect! Dora was half in love with him from the very first chat, but his sexy talk never waned. In fact, there was a common theme; and getting together, in person for sex, sex, sex was the common thread in Chris' chats. "..i'm telling you, Dora, you need to live out your fantasies with me…you'd LOVE me, and I'd be a very willing victim. Imao….i'm only 3 hrs away…" Dora knew this was her dream lover. She dreamed nightly of his muscular arms wrapped around her breasts, his thick, muscled thigh wedged between her legs, slowly, roughly masturbating her clit as his curly haired chest kept her back warm all through the night. "..i like the idea of a women being in my house, cuffing me against my will, teasing me for hours, then eventually mounting me.." "..i'd let you violate me 20 different ways" It was an offer Dora wasn't prepared to ignore, for long. Chris made several offers designed to make their first meeting safe and secure for Dora, but not really thinking of his own safety. He had never given Dora his real name or his address, assuming his protection was in Dora's ignorance. Rather a mistake there…trusting in Dora's ignorance: she didn't have much of that. "…I love aggressive women (even bordering on mean and sadistic, in a sexually-charged way). LOL" Chris, in a moment of overwhelming lust, when he was just dying to hear her voice, her accent, had given Dora his phone number. The deep, sultry whisper was even more erotic than he had ever anticipated that it could be. "If I'm lying there prone, I imagine she can touch anything…bite my nipples, and my balls…I'm sensitive all over". Certainly, that private information was worth a minute danger that she might begin calling at an inopportune moment, thoughts of Fatal Attraction did momentarily drift across his consciousness. Chris assumed if she called him, then at least he would have her call back phone number and he would still have his anonymity. If she did begin to harass him, he could always block her phone number: potential problem solved. But Dora blocked her phone number from his caller ID, so he could not contact her directly. More than that, Dora was not the computer dodo she had often times presented herself to be. Dora surfed the net, dug on the net and constantly chatted on the net. One thing she knew how to do on the net was find things on the net…and those things meant finding people, too. With his phone number and a couple of free websites, one with a reverse directory, Dora had Chris' whole name and his home address, in about four and a half minutes! "…it would be so erotic, I think..just to have a women chewing on me…I wouldn't demand anything..i'd be the plaything/toy…yeah I would love that" Wow, wow, wow! Dora could not wait any longer. She had Chris' address and a detailed map right to his front porch, courtesy of another free web site. She knew a great deal about his weekday schedule, when he got home from work, when he left for the gym (he had signed off on her at the same time on every chat) and what time he was due back from the gym. That schedule gave her an exact window of opportunity and Dora had decided that Thursday was to be her day of opportunity. " I'm very powerfully built, 188#, 50" chest and 30" waist, huge shoulders and chest.. bench press 300lbs" Wow, how big are you?, Dora had asked him on the IM. "seven…seven and half inches" O.K. Cyber-Lover Donna watched as the technician set up her computer. For months now she had pondered the idea of joining the thousands of people on the internet community. She had heard of its advantages and disadvantages and how it can bring people together from every corner of the world. This was going to be her latest toy to compensate for her husband being away on business and it would certainly break those hours she spends alone in the evenings. At the tender age of just twenty-one years, Donna was merely a housewife, learning a career at the local college two evenings a week in order to compete with her husband and his busy lifestyle. Children would have to wait until much later in their marriage as they plan to build their future together. The technician, not much older than Donna, sat her in front of the screen and standing over her he explained how the system worked briefly and most important of all, how to connect up to the internet. His charm and friendliness distracted her. If only Bobby would spend as much attention to her as he did. Lately, their otherwise active sex life was being neglected due to hard working schedules in his daily life. She was the perfect example of the modern lonely young housewife. Unquenched periods of being horny and a vivid wild imagination. "So now you know how to use it." the technician explained. She looked up at him and smiled. "Any questions before I leave it all to you?" he added. "Want to show me again?" She enjoyed his closeness, the aroma of his aftershave and more than anything else his attractive sex appeal. What harm was a little flirting going to do? She thought. He pandered to her wishes and went through the basics once more. That evening, Bobby sat down to dinner with his wife. As usual they ate in silence, his mind concentrating on more important issues of his work. She even looked her best whenever he was around. The sexy clothing, his favourite perfume that he once liked her to wear made no impact. She would sit in the bathtub while he shaved and offer hints of lovemaking supported by the fact that she was naked and fresh, ready for passion. Bobby would simply dismiss it all in order to catch up on some work that he had forgotten about. Donna waited until Bobby fell into a deep sleep. She went into the study and switched on the computer. For a while she surfed the net finding some interesting sites and those, which were completely out of her regard. There was one or two that seemed more than interesting however. She was amazed by the amount of adult material that could be glanced upon. Pornography, erotica and exhibitionism. She took a special note of the addresses and planned to visit them more often when she had the time. Her friend once told her of a chatroom, which seemed a good idea to visit. Her first moves onto the electronic community network. At first, she found the other guests dominated the various rooms and like any stranger in a room full of people, she had to make herself known. Breaking the ice was difficult and she realised that it demanded a certain skill in written communication. At times it became frustrating, that was until Jimbo replied: Donna: Won't anyone talk to me? Jimbo: Hi Donna. How are you? The two of them soon began to exchange information about each other. Jimbo was an experienced user of the chat networks. He was similar in age and had similar interests to Donna. Both were indeed lonely in their lives and they lacked that certain companionship. That first time consumed every hour they spent on-line until they realised how late it was. They agreed to meet on another occasion in the near future. Bobby was becoming more engrossed in his business. Deals had to be made, schedules met and targets achieved. Over the weeks, Donna had become so tied up with Jimbo and she no longer cared about how poor her relationship was becoming with her husband. When he slept she would go on-line and speak to Jimbo. They exchanged photographs, ideas and sometimes shared political arguments. Jimbo: I looked at your pic today. You are quite an attractive lady Donna. Donna: Well thank you Jimbo. You are really good looking yourself. Subtly the conversation turned to sex. Both their likes and dislikes and then their past exploits and experiences. He explained his secret desires and how much he loved to look at pornography on the internet. Donna found him so interesting in the respect that he was so open. Donna: Can I ask you something Jimbo? Jimbo: Of course. What? Donna: When you look at those dirty pictures, do you satisfy yourself? Jimbo: You mean...do I sort of jerk myself off? Donna: Well, yes. Jimbo explained that it was like his early youth when he secretly satisfied himself over the occasional magazine photographs of naked girls. Out of curiosity he asked Donna her perspective on the subject and she explained frankly that she always took the opportunity to masturbate whenever the mood suited her. Jimbo: I hear that some people have cybersex. Donna: Explain that? In the best way possible Jimbo gave his explanation of cybersex. He had never indulged before and on one occasion he had watched a couple on-line taking part in the act which made him so horny at the time he had to do something about it. Donna understood most of what he had told her and her vivid imagination provided the rest of the minds eye vision. Donna: OK Jimbo. Do we have to get naked for this cybersex? Jimbo could hardly believe what she had written. Was this a consent to try it or simply another one of her rapid questions? He gave her the reply she wanted by saying it was entirely up to her how she did it. At that Donna stood up from her chair and removed her nightshirt and panties. Donna: Ok Jimbo...I am naked. So what would you do to me now? Armed with only a few pictures of her image and descriptions, Jimbo snapped into action. His imagination ran wild and he began to write descriptively as if he was in the same room as Donna. She responded likewise and together they had embarked on a steamy dialogue and recital of how they would be, alone together. At first, their cybering sessions were shared moments, confined to both their imaginations. Self-gratification only followed when they were off-line. Together they would build up their sexual libidos and then release their frustrations on the strengths of what they had written together. They both knew that it was nothing like the real thing, but it was close enough for them, for now. Jimbo: Donna, I want to hear your voice. Phone me. Donna: No. Let us keep it this way. No phone sex. We agreed remember. Jimbo became so involved with Donna that every waking minute of the day his mind was filled with her image, their sexual role-play and the things he wanted to do with her. Phone sex was suggested, but Donna was conscious of her husband and their marriage. To her, this had become an internet romance and she drew out the boundaries clearly to him. He even suggested that they should meet secretly and spend some time together at a defined location where no one else would know them. She refused his requests, holding him to the strict ground rules. The months passed and both agreed to purchase a webcam. Soon they were swapping pictures of each other across the internet. At last, Donna was able to see the very thing that her fingers only simulated. Jimbo was well endowed with what she thought was the most handsome cock she had ever seen. Jimbo: Use your dildo. Feel me entering you Donna. I am getting so deep into you. Together they would simulate their sexual acts whilst on-line. Jimbo now had a picture of her wide-open pussy to which he could imagine licking, sucking and entering. She would describe how wet she was, how she tasted on her fingers and how sensitive her clit had become as she imagined him touching it with his tongue. He sat before his screen, sometimes using the new internet community system that allowed him to put script upon the screen at the press of a single key whilst he jerked himself off in response to her replies with her latest images of pert breasts and wet inviting pussy, driving him to his explosive orgasmic releases. Jimbo: Donna. We have to meet very soon. I can no longer do this. Donna: No. This is all we can do. Jimbo: No way Donna. We have to be together. If only for a few hours. Their involvement over the net had reached a point where Jimbo had become frustrated with the way things were. She refused him point blank. And then they would find themselves both locked into a never-ending emotional argument about why they can not spend time together for real. Six months passed and they had also met others in the chatroom who became their friends. They became well know as a couple. Donna and Jimbo, the cyberlovers. Totally inseparable. One night Bobby woke up from his sleep suddenly. His hard work was now showing some results and it was time to relax more and of course begin to pay some attention to his pretty wife. He felt beside him and noticed that she was not there. He put on the bedside lamp and looked around the room, noting the time on the radio alarm clock. "Honey, you OK?" he called out. "Honey, its almost four in the morning. Where are you?" There was no reply. Bobby walked down the stairs and half way down he stopped. He could hear the sound of Donna. She was moaning and crying in ecstasy. He was disturbed by that once familiar sound and slowly continued until he reached the door of the study. It was half open and he pushed it. Donna sat at the computer in her chair. Her legs wide apart over each arm and Bobby slowly walked up to her from behind. She was in the throes of an escalating orgasm endowed by the penetration of her vibrating dildo and the erotic recitals of Jimbo scrolling across the screen. "Honey? Donna! Oh my gawd, what are you doing!!?" Cyber Lover Find Each Other This is a work of fiction, reproduced exactly as it was sent, in installments, to my own cyber lover. She knows who she is; my inspiration, my muse, my angel! While this remains fiction, I live in hope... Comments welcome * It had been a 2 hour flight from Birmingham to Hannover. You had had 2 Malibus on the flight, so you were feeling warm and relaxed, and the black lace undies you had on under your conservative, yet elegant suit were making you feel particularly sexy. You found your pace quickening involuntarily as you walked down the long hallway, the anticipation making you tingle from head to toe, but seeming to concentrate at your nipples and in your groin. The waiting would soon be over. You were finally going to meet the handsome blond man, your cyber lover in person! Your pace quickened slightly again, but you didn't notice. You breezed past the luggage carousels, thankful you had managed to fit all your necessities into one overnight bag. Necessities!! You smiled as you remembered the raised eyebrow of the airport x-ray operator when the picture of your bag came up on the screen. Nothing she hadn't seen before, but so many!! And so many different shapes and sizes! She said, "Enjoy your trip." You had blushed and said, "Oh, I'm sure I will," and you could have sworn you saw her wink just as you walked past!! And did she really lean over just enough to brush your left breast with her arm as you walked by? You blushed again thinking about it, and the tingling intensified. You could feel a familiar moist warmth between your legs now as you approached the customs desk. No one attending, it would only be a matter of seconds. Your lover was just on the other side of that door! You found yourself holding your breath as you practically burst through the door. You looked around, frantic, yet trying to stay outwardly calm. You felt your knees begin to tremble. You had spent the entire summer staring at the one photo you had of him, so you were sure that you would recognize him in an instant. (It had been an unusually warm and sunny summer in Yorkshire, and you had spent a lot of time sunbathing in the nude. You were eager to show off your all-over tan!). You couldn't see him. crazy thoughts began popping into your head - he got cold feet, his wife caught him, he forgot, he was lying, this is all just some cruel cyber joke played on me by some........... Out of nowhere you feel a firm, but gentle hand on your left shoulder. You find yourself being slowly turned around. Another quarter turn and there it is -- the familiar face you've never seen. The face that's accompanied you through so many fantasies, so many orgasms, so many dreams that you've lost track of time over the last 2 months. He's taller than you'd thought he would be, and he has a broad smile on his face that you hadn't seen in the photo. A smile that spoke of confidence, security, and experience far beyond your own years. You can't take your gaze from his eyes, staring into your own with such a steady, knowing look, as if he was looking straight into your soul. You think your knees might buckle. without saying a word, he reaches out and puts his arms around your waist, drawing you to him with a strength you find almost surprising. You lift your chin and he lowers his lips to yours. With the first touch of your lips, a bolt of electricity shoots through your entire body, and the world seems to stop. You feel your knees go weak , your heart start to race out of control, and you know!! You know this is where you were meant to be! these arms were meant to hold you forever and you never want them to let you go. His kiss becomes more urgent, and his tongue parts your lips and begins a quick, playful exploration. You feel him start to smile through the kiss, and you know instictively that he has the exact same feelings as you. You break the kiss and look into his eyes again, noticing a single tear rolling down his cheek. You lean up to his face and kiss it away. "Lover," you whisper. "Baby," he says. "Where can we go?" you ask. "I've got a room here at the airport hotel," he says, and now your smile grows to match his. "You're such a clever man! how far is it," you ask. "5 minutes, on foot" he replies. "Can we fly?," you say. His smile broadens and he replies, "I already am!!" "Let's go," you say. He takes your hand in his, and starts to lead you toward the exit. "Grab my bag for me, lover," you say to him. "Sure, baby," he says, "What's in it?" "Oh, just some necesssities!" you reply. "Why are you blushing?" he asks. to be continued...... CHAPTER 2 (continued in 3rd person, hope you don't mind) The couple walked hand in hand through the exit doors toward the airport hotel. Oddly enough, now that they were together, the urgency was gone, they strolled at a leisurely pace. They saw nothing but each other, unable to take their eyes from each others' gaze, not noticing the milling crowds, the roaring traffic, or the screaming jets from overhead. They knew what was in store, and that they had all the time in the world. Words were unnecessary between them, their smiles said it all. Passersby who noticed them might have taken them for father and daughter, except that they were obviously so deeply in love. An elderly couple stopped in their tracks and stared at the lovers as they walked by. The husband said, "He's gonna get some tonight!" to which his wife commented, "She's not gonna wait til tonight! The lucky bitch!" "Come dear, let's hurry home, I want to show you something," he said as he took his wife's hand. Harvey!" she exclaimed as she allowed herself to be led away, but a smile slowly formed on her lips. Three and a half minutes later (maybe their pace hadn't been so leisurely after all!), they stood at the hotel desk. "The key to the honeymoon suite, please." "Right away, sir," said the clerk as he handed him the key. "Honeymoon suite!" she said. "Don't you think it's appropriate?" he replied, his boyish, yet knowing smile firmly in place. "It's perfect, lover," she whispered back, not caring that the clerk was listening. "Luggage, madam?" inquired the clerk. "I've got everything I need right here," she said, patting her overnight bag. The clerk watched them walk toward the elevator, unable to take his eyes off of the rhythmic swaying of the young woman's shapely ass as she walked. "I need to take my wife some flowers tonight," he thought to himself. He was smiling the rest of the day. Once in the elevator, they turned slowly toward each other. They didn't move. They didn't talk, they just looked into each others' eyes. They had just met, yet they had known each other for a hundred lifetimes. They were total strangers, as comfortable and familiar with each other as identical twins in their mother's womb. They knew nothing of each other, and everything. Two hearts, two bodies, one soul. They were a timeless moment, eternity. The elevator door opened and they walked in silence to the door of the suite, where he inserted the key. to be continued........ CHAPTER 3 He turned the key, pushed the door open and stepped aside, allowing her to enter first. She was immediately struck by the fragrance. Every surface in the room had a vase with a dozen red roses resting on it. The room was a sea of red, and she heard soft romantic music playing from a sound system in the suite. Her breathing seemed to have stopped as she let her bag fall to the floor. She turned to face him as he closed the door. For a moment, they stood motionless, content merely to look into one another's eyes. Then he stepped forward and took her hand in his again. "Come with me," he said simply. He led her to the bathroom. There, on a raised dais in the center of the room, stood a huge bathtub, full of freshly drawn, steaming hot water. There were red rose petals floating in the water, and the edge of the tub was lined with an array of bottles and jars containing a variety of oils and lotions. Once again she turned to him and gazed at his handsome, smiling face. "Baby?" he said. "Yes, my lover?" "Take off your clothes." "You don't want to do that for me,?" she asked, with just a hint of tease in her voice. "I'll be too busy taking my own off," he said with a laugh, and together they began to disrobe. Slowly at first, but with increasing urgency, they discarded their clothing, leaving two random piles on the floor. Never once did their eyes stray from the other's faces. When they had both finished and stood naked in front of each other, she slowly allowed her gaze to drift downward. For a man approaching middle age, he was in remarkably fit physical shape. He obviously spent time caring for his body. A strong muscular chest with a fine mat of dark blond hair. Not too much, not too little, just the way she liked it, with a touch of grey between his nipples. A flat stomach with just a trace of the "love handles" that can't be avoided after almost 50 years of enjoying life. Her eyes drifted lower, and her breath caught: he was a liar! He had said on the internet that he was "average" in size, but this was clearly not the case! She found herself staring at the largest cock she had ever seen! She estimated it to be at least ten inches long and as thick as her wrist. And it was fully erect, pointing straight to the ceiling, the huge mushroom shaped head reaching well past his navel. It was massive. Purple and pulsing, twitching seemingly with a mind of its own. She let out an audible moan, and thought she might faint. "Are you ok, baby?" he asked. She could only let another moan escape her lips. What he saw was equally thrilling to him. Surely this was the loveliest, sexiest woman he had ever laid eyes on! Her large, perfectly proportioned breasts stood proudly out from her slim frame, topped by nipples whose color matched the redness of the roses filling the suite. He dropped his eyes further and was delighted to see a trim waist, and further down a smooth shaven pussy, just the way he liked it. He looked again and could clearly see that moisture was slowly dripping down the insides of both thighs, already approaching her knees. He swore he could smell the musky fragrance of sex competing with the roses. He wasn't going to be able to wait much longer. As she stood transfixed by the vision of his engorged, throbbing cock, she saw a steady stream of pre-cum flowing from his opening, slowly running down his thick shaft, making his shaved balls glisten in the room's dim lighting. Then it happened...... As if both hearing a silent starter's pistol, they flew at each other. Gentleness, tenderness, that would all come later, this was the release of animal passions that had been building for weeks! There were no words, only grunts and moans. The world around them ceased to exist as their bodies fused with such force as to make them inseperable for all time to come. With the first touch of his skin on hers, she was shaken by a powerful orgasm, the first of what would be more orgasms than she could count. As she came, moaning his name and melting helplessly into his arms, a gush, a flood, a waterfall of pussy juice began to run down both thighs. He reached down with his hand and scooped up as much of the sweet cream as he could. He brought his hand to his face and smiling, spread her musky sex all over his chin, cheeks and lips, then stuck his fingers in his mouth. She lunged at his face with the eagerness of a woman starved, devouring her own cream, loving the taste, finally meeting his lips with hers. They shared the taste of sex on their tongues. Their hands were everywhere, feeling, exploring, squeezing, stroking, pinching, scratching. His hand finally found her quivering pussy, and she came again, soaking his hand to the wrist. His long fingers were inside her and her pussy convulsed as his thumb began to stroke her swollen clit. Her own hands found his engorged, throbbing horse-cock, and she wrapped her fingers around its massive girth. She began to stroke its full length, using his flowing pre-cum as a lubricant. She could wait no longer. She whispered the words she had been longing to say in person since she had typed the letters "y-e-s" on her keyboard not 6 weeks ago. The first words she uttered in her new life of bliss. Possibly the only words she would ever utter again: "Lover, take me!!" He reached his strong arms behind her, cupping both her ass cheeks in his large hands. He lifted her off the floor as if she were weightless. She wrapped her legs tightly around his ribcage as he began to walk toward the master bedroom, throwing her arms around his neck, smothering his face between her breasts. She could already feel the head of his cock poised at the entrance to her waiting cunt, and she felt her next orgasm building. He reached the edge of the huge bed, the bed that would be their universe for the next three days -- or forever, if she had her wish. They fell together onto the bed, and with that motion, his huge pole was thrust into her eager pussy to the hilt in one swift motion. His heavy balls hit her ass cheeks with an audible slap. She was impaled. She screamed his name in pleasure, she came, she may have fainted. He began fucking her like a man possessed. He knew there would be time for tender caresses soon, but for now he was overcome by pure pagan lust for this beautiful, wanton, depraved sex goddess on the bed beneath him. He had to make her his forever, to give her all the pleasure she could stand, and not stop there. He wanted to be her partner, her soulmate, her master, her slave, her first waking thought each morning, her dreams as she slept. There would be time for all that, but for now, his brain was switched off, and his cock was in command. He began to pump his cock into her steaming hot snatch with the speed and force of a jack-hammer, pulling it out to the tip with each stroke, then slamming home, squeezing his balls against her soft, shapely ass. He stared into her eyes as he felt his own climax approaching..... She could feel every nuance of his pounding cock. Each thick vein along the shaft seemed to be designed for her pleasure, the rim of the mushroom head massaged her g-spot with every thrust, turning her whole existence into one intense, drawn-out, continuous orgasm. The universe consisted of nothing but her pussy and his cock, and that was all that they needed. As if in a dream, she met his eyes with hers as she heard him say, "Baby?" "Lover," she said, the only word her brain could find. "I can't last any longer." All she could do was moan....... It started simultaneously in his toes, his fingertips, and the top of his scalp. A surge of electricity like a liquid lightning bolt, flowing, oozing, converging from all directions on its destination -- his twitching, quivering cock. As the shock wave reached his rock hard manhood, he could feel the first jet of boiling cum traveling up the shaft. He briefly wondered if he was going to die. Heaven would surely be a disppointment after this -- or maybe he was already there. He stared unblinking into her eyes as he came. No orgasm before in his life had prepared him for this. He buried his cock down to the root and froze. The first jet of his hot sperm flew from his cock head with the force of a fire hose. Her eyes widened and she gasped as she felt it splash against the entrance to her womb, and she held his gaze with her eyes as he stared back at her. Time had stopped, but the onslaught continued. He began thrusting again, with even more strength as wave after wave of his hot, thick cum flooded her eager, hungry pussy. He couldn't utter a sound. Their orgasmic juices mixed to a sweet, fragrant nectar, and began to overflow her already stuffed cunt, soaking her thighs to her knees, running down the crack of her ass, and forming what seemed like a lake on the bed beneath them. Maybe they could go for a swim later, she thought, and began to laugh. his thrusting subsided and he saw the smile on her face, heard her sweet, melodious laughter, and he began to laugh as well. they laughed together, they each cried a little, their tears mingling as they nestled their faces together, never wanting to part again, not being able to face parting if it were ever to happen. They would be one forever. they were meant to be........ to be continued........ CHAPTER 4 They slept. They lay together in the middle of the huge bed, entwined with each other as if trying to meld themselves into one being. They woke briefly, nestled still closer, and slept again. later, she rose to use the bathroom, and upon returning, she snuggled into his body spoon style, so that his cock, now spent and soft, rested in the crack of her ass. He wrapped his arms around her and cupped both her breasts in his hands. at the touch of her soft ass cheeks on his cock, he soon found himself stirring again. She smiled. He applied a light pressure on her breasts with his hands, and softly turned her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. she let out a low moan. "Lover?" she said. "Yes, my angel?" "I haven't had a chance to taste your beautiful cock yet," she said, at the same time giving her ass cheeks a gentle squeeze around his steadily hardening tool. "That is a situation that can be corrected with a minimum of effort," he said, his smile matching hers. She turned herself around in his arms and kissed him. A tender yet urgent kiss as deep as the sea, seemingly as long as time itself. She broke the kiss and whispered, "I'm going to suck your cock like it's never been sucked before, like no one else ever could." she began to kiss her way down his body, kissing his chin, his neck, his shoulders. licking each nipple, teasing with gentle bites, nestling her face into his chest hair. She kissed her way toward his navel, but was met by his engorged cock head before she even got there. She wrapped a hand around his turgid shaft. her fingers did not meet around its thickness. "Lover," she said, "I've never sucked a dick this big before, but I'm going to take my time, and I'm going to swallow it all. I'm going to work it all the way down my throat so I can lick your balls at the same time. and when you cum, lover, I'm going to have you so deep in me you'll cum straight into my stomach without me having to swallow. are you ready for me, my lover?" hearing her describe her intentions so precisely and graphically, his throat was dry, and his breath was reduced to shallow gasps. "I can't wait to see that," he managed to croak. "Then watch me," she said. She turned around and placed her knees between his legs so she could look him in the eyes while she attended to the task at hand. she lifted his heavy cock in her hand and bent toward it. she began by licking the long shaft, from his balls, slowly licking her way up the length to the head, where she spent time making slow swirling motions around its girth, all the time not taking her eyes from his. He stared back into hers, transfixed, stunned by her loving ministrations. His thick pre-cum began flowing from his hole, and she lapped at it like a kitten savoring a bowl of milk. "Yummy," she whispered. She ran her tongue back down the length of his shaft, tracing the thick, pulsating veins as she went. Arriving once again at the base, she gave his balls a generous coating of her saliva, making them glisten in the soft light as she slowly stroked his shaft up and down with her hand, causing more pre-cum to flow. She sucked in one ball, then the other, twirling her tongue around each, drawing a low moan from his lips. she licked her way slowly back to the head, and took a deep breath. Pointing his massive meat at her mouth with her hand, she opened her mouth and bent toward it. Slowly, ever so slowly, she began engulfing the purple head with her hungry mouth. Inch by inch she impaled herself on his rigid shaft. She felt the head meet the back of her throat, and felt herself begin to gag. She stopped her downward motion briefly, allowing herself time to relax and breathe deeply through her nose. The gag reflex subsided and she redoubled her efforts. With steady determination, she eased further down his shaft, feeling it stretch her throat to its maximum. She knew what she wanted and she knew she would succeed. She had three inches to go, and nothing would stop her now. Cyber Lover Find Each Other Another deep breath, another slight downward push, and she was there. She had done it! Her nose was nestled firmly in his pubic hair, and she could extend her tongue to lick tenderly at his swollen balls. "Oh......my......god," was the only sound he could make. Now that she had attained her goal, and still found herself comfortable and relaxed, she decided it was time to go to work in earnest. She withdrew his cock from her distended gullet, took another deep breath, and bent to the task once again. This time, her throat already having been stretched, she found it far easier to swallow his entire length. She buried his shaft in her throat in one motion, no stopping, no gagging, just pure pleasure at the feel of his cock descending into her hungry craving throat. This time when she reached home, she stopped and made swallowing motions with her throat muscles, rhythmically massaging his length. He grabbed a pillow and buried his face into it to keep from screaming out his ecstacy. She pulled away again until just his head filled her mouth. She took a moment to gulp down a fresh flow of pre-cum, marveling at the sweet flavor. Then she attacked his cock with renewed fervor, swallowing his entire length again and again, each stroke punctuated by an audible slap as her chin impacted his heavy ball sack. His hips began to pump involuntarily, meeting her every thrust, and she knew she would soon get the reward she craved. She felt it even before he did. She felt his balls tighten, his shaft begin to swell even further, and she swore she could feel his small hole expand in preparation for the coming eruption. Then a flexing of muscle beginning at the base and traveling with relentless power up the length of his rock hard shaft brought the first thick rope of white lava spewing from his cock head and coating her hungry tummy. He screamed her name. Another jet of cum, and she felt as full as if she had just eaten a 4 course meal. She wanted more. She wanted it all, and that's what she got. A third, a fourth spasm, and she felt her own orgasm wrack her body. She hadn't even touched her pussy. She wanted more. She pulled her mouth off his still throbbing pole and began stroking it with both hands. She pointed it at her face and the next two jets flew straight at her, covering her cheeks and chin, and splashing onto his belly. Then with a devilish smile, she pointed his cock upward at HIS face, and was amazed to see another thick rope of white cream fly from his cock straight into his own mouth. "Good aim, baby," he said, and began to laugh. She joined him in laughter, and threw herself into his oustretched arms. She lay on top of him, the cum that had decorated their bodies oozing out on all sides, its sticky texture seeming to glue them together. She kissed him and let the sweet cum in her mouth run down into his. He used his hands to push the cum covering her face into both their mouths, then licked her face clean. They kissed again and shared the sweet reward she had worked so hard to win. They lay together, both of them sated, spent and satisfied. When, after long moments, his breathing had slowed enough to allow him to form words, he said, "Baby?" "mMmmmmmmmmmm?" was her reply. "I think it's time I gave your pussy the attention it needs." "You know, lover, that's just what I was thinking! You read my mind." "Are you surprised?" he asked. "No," she said, and spread her legs. "Now, drive me insane!!!" to be continued.......... CHAPTER 5 It was time to worship at the altar that was her body. He began with her face. Staring into the depths of her eyes, his face only inches from hers, he used his fingertips to gently trace her contours. From her hairline down to her chin, by way of her forehead, eyes, eyebrows, nose, ears, lips and cheeks, every exposed square inch of skin received a gentle caress. He then decorated her face with hundreds of tiny kisses, while at the same time his hands found their way around to the back of her neck where they began a soft sensuous massage. She felt the tension that had been building up over the last weeks simply melt away at the gentle touch of her lover. She relaxed completely, smiling, and gave herself over to the feelings he was inducing within her. If she had been a cat, she would have been purring. He traced the line from her neck to her shoulders with kisses, first one side, then the other. He ran the tip of his tongue slowly along her collar bone, raising goose bumps along the way. He brought his hands forward and took one large breast in each, squeezing lightly, intentionally avoiding her nipples -- for the time being. He traced his fingertips around each breast and watched, fascinated, as her nipples puckered and contracted into tiny rose-red knots. He bent down to her, and replaced his hands with his mouth. Extending his tongue and flattening it, he began to ravish her tits, coating each one in his saliva. Finally he turned his attention to her nipples. He rolled them between thumb and forefinger, inducing a fresh flow of her cream, which he quickly scooped up with a free hand and brought to his mouth to savor. He took each nipple in turn into his mouth, and sucked hard while licking playfully across the tip. He sucked each one until they both stood proudly on top of each breast, cherries ready for picking!!!!! Then he used his tongue to work magic on her nipples. Circling one, slowly at first, then gradually increasing speed and occasionally darting his tongue straight across the nipple, then repeating the theme, with variations, on the other. She opened her eyes briefly and noticed that his monster cock was once again engorged and pulsing, the head a deep, dark purple. She reached out a hand for it, but he quickly slapped it away. "Lover," he said, "let me be selfish for now. Let me devote all my attention to you." She sighed and closed her eyes again. He continued his ministrations on her breasts, and he could detect the musky scent of her pussy as it sent forth wave after wave of her sweet juices, running freely down and soaking the sheet and mattress beneath her ass. He knew he couldn't keep her waiting much longer. He rose from the bed and knelt again between her spread legs. Reaching to each side, he grasped an ankle in each hand. He leaned to his left and let his tongue wander from her right ankle to the knee. Then the other side. He glanced up between her thighs and was rewarded by a sight that practically made him shoot cum straight up to the ceiling. Her beautiful, smooth-shaven pussy was glistening brightly with her juices, her lips were gaping open, seeming to quiver, seeming to beg for a hard cock to plunge its way between them. And he could clearly see her thick creamy pussy juice oozing out her hole and down her crack. He gently massaged and kissed his way up each of her inner thighs. Her aroma grew stronger as he approached, intoxicating him with a primeval, animal lust. He intended to lose himself, mind and body, in her pussy, dive to its depths, never to resurface. He leaned forward and opened his mouth, completely unaware that he was drooling. He extended his tongue and lightly brushed it around her swollen, quivering outer lips. With the first contact, she gasped with delight, and a fresh flow of her fragrant cream squirted from her hole, soaking her ass and the bedsheets. He dipped his tongue straight into her cunt to catch as much of the cream as he could. He sealed his lips around the opening, gave a gentle suck, and was rewarded with a generous mouthful of her tasty nectar. He swallowed it all, feeling as if this were all the sustenance he would ever need. He stroked his tongue faster around her lips, sucking in one side, then the other. He would then drive his tongue deeply into her hot cunt, tickling her pussy walls, trying his best to reach her g-spot. She wriggled her ass in rhythm with the thrusting of his tongue, the muscles of her pussy trying to suck his tongue further inside. He withdrew his tongue and replaced it with a finger. This freed his tongue for a much more important duty.....her swollen, throbbing clit. As he gently but steadily plied her slippery hole with one finger, his tongue began a slow swirling motion around and around her clit. She whispered, "Oh my god, lover, I'm ready. I want your tongue on my clit, now, baby, suck it. Suck my clit while you finger-fuck my cunt with those sexy fingers. Make me cum all over your face." He flattened his tongue and began long, slow lapping motions up and down over the entire top half of her pussy, pausing to give her clit an extra tiny strum with the tip of his tongue on each passage. Then finally, he pointed his tongue into the shape of a miniature cock and began a quick back and forth motion. She drew a deep gasping breath and let out a guttural moan, "Oooohhhhhh, yesssssssssssssssss!!!!!" He added a second finger to her steaming hole. "Moooooooooooooorrrrrrrre," she moaned, seemingly in a trance. He slipped another finger in, never letting up with the rhythm of his flicking tongue. He was now sucking hard on her tiny bud, his tongue like hummingbird wings, stroking, flicking, strumming. She felt a monumental orgasm approaching, emanating seemingly from deep within her womb. "Just like that, lover, here it comes. I may drown you." With a deep scream and an involuntary convulsion of her hips, she came. Her pussy squirted what must have been a pint of female cum into his waiting mouth, splashing against his face, drenching him from forehead to chin. He continued his relentless assault on her clit, and her hips continued their spasms, as wave after wave of pure orgasmic bliss washed over her. She grabbed his head in both hands and held his head to her pussy, swearing to herself she would never let go. When her convulsions finally subsided slightly, and she was able to speak coherently again, she lifted her head, pulled his head slightly away from her pussy, lifted his, so they were staring into each others eyes. "Let me turn over, baby," she said and released him from her grasp. He backed up slightly, and she wriggled quickly over onto her tummy. She then raised herself up onto her knees, exposing her still dripping pussy and her shining, shimmering asshole to him in the sexiest way he could imagine. "Now lover, it's my turn to pleasure you! I want you to fuck me, deep and slow. Slide your cock all the way in me inch by inch till your balls slap my clit. Come on, honey, my pussy is waiting just for you and your big, gorgeous meat pole. Here it is, baby, all for you. Fuck me NOW!!" She dropped her face to the mattress, reached back and grabbed her ass cheeks in both hands, pulling them apart,so that her cunt lips opened like a flower blooming. He was quickly on his knees behind her on the bed, his pulsating cock in his hand, poised to do her bidding. He placed the purple head at her quivering opening, then grabbed both her hips in his own hands. Slowly but steadily he fucked her just like she needed it, plunging in, burying his meat in her up to the hilt, pausing briefly with each stroke to grind his hips into her cunt, making sure to get good contact with her clit. "That feels beautiful, lover, I think I might cum again. But now, I want you to fuck me as hard and as fast as you know how! Impale me with that huge fucker, baby, fuck me like a fucking jack hammer. Go baby, grab my ass and fuck me HARD!!!!" He grabbed a handful of her ass in each hand, and bent to the task. He pulled as hard as he could on her ass, burying his swollen dick in her pussy in one swift, deep motion. She groaned with pleasure, encouraging him to redouble his efforts. He pounded her pussy with all his might. After perhaps 10 minutes of unrelenting rhythm, she lifted her head once again, turned to him and said, "Baby? Lover? I want that huge, purple-headed monster of a cock of yours up my ass!" He was startled, trying to remember the last time that was offered to him......maybe......never! "Are you sure, baby, I don't want to hurt you." "Yes babe, I'm sure. And you let me worry about hurting, your job right now is to shove that big thing up my ass, and cum so hard in me, it might come out my mouth!" she said, "I'm ready for you, lover, now fuck me....FUCK MY ASS!!!!!" He needed no further encouragement...... Removing his cock slowly (and reluctantly) from her juicy cunt, he placed it lightly at her puckered hole. He could both see and feel her relax, then, and her cute asshole opened as if to welcome him inside. He gave a push, and was truly amazed. His cock was suddenly buried up to the hilt in her eager asshole, and she moaned with delight. "You see, honey, I knew you wouldn't hurt me....you love me too much to hurt me, so of course, you didn't! Now, give it to me hard, babe. It's time to fill your lover's ass with your hot cum. I'm waiting." With that, he pulled out again until half the head was visible, and then slammed home again with the force of a freight train. She groaned once more, softly, "Yeah baby, my ass, fuck my ass good. Feels so good." And with that, he began pumping his massive cock in and out of her tight ass, as if there were no tomorrow. Within 3 minutes, he could feel the familiar surge from within, as his ball tightened and swelled. "Can't hold back, baby," he panted. "That's right, fill me with your burning cum, you stud!" her filthy talk was what sent him over the edge, once and for all......he shoved his cock all the way up, and then froze in place as his own orgasm swept over him. Wave after wave, spurt after spurt of thick white cum flew into her. She clamped down on his cock with her sphincter, and milked it with her ass as he was cumming, squeezing out the last remaining drops. He withdrew his prick with an audible pop, and they both laughed. Freshly pumped cum came flowing out of her ass, and without thinking, he bent down and clamped his mouth over her asshole and proceeded to suck his own cum as it flowed freely. "Oh my god, lover, you might make me cum again if you keep doing it that way." "Mmmmmmmmmmm" was his only remark. Later, they sat opposite each other in the huge bathtub. They had found it necessary to run fresh hot water, but the rose petals were still floating, they had also found a fragrant oil amongst the others by the bath. it smelled faintly of rose petals, and made them relaxed and responsive. They were sitting opposite each other in the hot tub, and she had idly reached her foot across and was giving his cock a slow foot job. "Baby?" he asked, quietly. "Yes?" "What's in your bag?" "I thought you'd never ask.........!" she said, a smile forming on her lips. A smile full of lust and temptation, teases, and promises of things to come........ The angel was growing horns! To be continued............ CHAPTER 6 "Should I go get the bag now?" she asked, already starting to rise from the bathtub. "No, wait," he replied, "Why don't we just stay here and relax until the water starts to get cold. The stuff in the bag can wait. Besides, I kind of like where your foot was a minute ago!" "Did you, now?" she said, smiling and stretching her leg toward his crotch again. "I did indeed. By the way, darling, how long can you hold your breath?" A short while later, what may have become a steamy bathtub blowjob was interrupted by a soft knock on the door of the suite. "Well, who the hell is that gonna be?" "Relax, lover," she chided him. "Why don't we just find out." "YESSSSSSS, WHO IS IT?" he shouted through the half open door of the bathroom, hoping his voice would carry out to the outer hallway, so he wouldn't have to get out of the tub. They heard a mumble from the other side of the door, now it was their turn to not understand. He shouted again toward the door,"If you are hotel personnel, you are welcome to come in, anyone else, I'm afraid you'll just have to wait until I'm finished here!" They heard a soft jingling of keys, turning in the lock. The door opened. "Maid service," said a voice from the entryway. "I have fresh towels for you, sir, madam." She walked into the bathroom and stopped dead in her tracks, turning quickly on her heel and walking out of the room , her face already turning a bright red. For the brief moment they had seen the maid, they had glimpsed a strikingly beautiful woman, perhaps in her mid-40's. It was hard to judge her body behind a pile of towels in her arms, but as she turned to hurry back out of the bathroom, he couldn't help noticing a very shapely ass swaying under the starched maid's uniform. "Oh, I'm so sorry, sir, madam, I didn't mean to......please forgive me, I..........Oh, dear......." She stammered, clearly at a loss for words. He said, "Please, think nothing of it, it's quite all right. You may leave the towels on the table by the door. We can get them later." "Yes sir, thank you sir, madam. Please forgive........." she lowered her head and walked toward the door. Seconds later, they heard the door to the suite close. They simultaneously broke into laughter. "Oh, the poor woman, I hope she wasn't TOO embarrassed!" she said. "Imagine how she would have reacted if she'd seen where your foot is now!!!" he chuckled. She gave a gentle squeeze with her toes, and his cock made a twitch. "You'll have to excuse me for a moment, lover, I need to get out for a few minutes. I'll be right back." "I'll be out soon, too, babe, the water will soon need to be freshened." She slipped into a hotel robe, and strode leisurely out of the room, allowing her glorious ass to sway provocatively, knowing his eyes would be riveted to it. As she entered the living room, she stopped dead in her tracks, and her jaw dropped. The maid was still in the room! She was standing near the door with her back to the woman, and she had the overnight bag open on the bed beside her. She was looking at something in her left hand, seemingly studying it, and she realized without actually seeing the maid's other hand, she was.........my god, is she really.......playing with herself????????? She stopped walking and just stood in the middle of the room. She cleared her throat, loudly. It would have made a classic Hollywood pratfall. All at once, the object she was looking at flew from her hand and hit the ceiling, she spun awkwardly around, her face having gone from a bright red to a vivid crimson, right down her front to the tops of her breasts. As she spun, she also caught a heel on the carpet, lost her balance, and sat down -- hard -- on the tiled floor. "Lover? Would you mind terribly coming in here a moment, we've got sort of a.......situation hear that requires your attention." "Be right there, babe. Just gotta put on a robe!" He emerged from the bathroom, finding the very odd sight of his lover, dressed only in a terrycloth robe, staring at a stunning brunette maid, who was sitting and whimpering quietly on the floor, a large dildo on the floor beside her. "My god. What the hell is going on here?" he said. "I caught the maid going through my personal things......my overnight bag" "Oh please, sir, madam, I was just looking around the room and took hold of the handle of the bag. It fell open when I lifted it on to the table, and that......that.....piece of equipment there fell out onto the floor. I was just about to put it back in the bag when Madam walked in and caught me. Please, you must see that it was not the way it appeared at first glance, sir." She said. "I'm afraid such an invasion of our privacy will have to be reported to the hotel management.!!" He said sternly, already heading toward the phone. "Please, sir, wait!" shouted the maid suddenly. "Please don't report this to my boss! He'll fire me. And I need this job. My husband is out of work, and I'm supporting our family with my wages as a hotel maid....I'm sorry, so sorry. But I swear to you, I was not going through your private....things." Her face reddened once again. Cyber Lover Find Each Other "I'm afraid, my dear, that I cannot let such a breach of trust go........unpunished." "Sir....I'll do anything if you don't report this to my boss. Anything at all......." "Lover? Why don't you show our -- guest -- what you are going to punish her WITH?" "You mean......." "Yes, lover. You're punishing piece of equipment......." He slowly let his robe fall open, revealing his cock, which immediately began to climb toward the ceiling, looking like a drawbridge being raised for a ship to pass below. In seconds, it had grown to its full 10 inches, pointing straight up, passing his navel, and slapping his flat stomach with each pulse of blood through the thick veins surrounding the shaft. He let his robe fall to the floor. She had positioned herself directly behind the maid, and now spoke softly into her ear. "Do you like what you see, babe? Isn't that the most gorgeous cock you've ever seen? I've had it in my mouth, and it's delicious. I've had it in my asshole, and it stretched it so wide, I thought I might never walk again. And, I've had it in my juicy pussy, and it made me cum so hard and so many times, I thought I might die! And do you know what, my lovely? (She reached up to the maid's neck and began slowly undoing the zipper of her dress) you can have it, too. All those places and more." The maid stood mesmerized, unblinking, staring at this vision of manhood with a lustful, lascivious gaze that spoke of fantasies about to come true. "Maybe you should get a closer look, my sweet." She nudged the maid slightly in the back, and the maid began walking slowly toward him. As she walked away, she felt her dress being quickly removed from behind, and she walked across the room in only panties and bra. When she reached him, she stopped, and heard from behind, the voice of an angel. "That big cock is for you , now. I think you should get on your knees in front of it and get to work." Without further delay, she dropped gently to her knees, her face inches in front of his throbbing pole? "Feel how hard we've gotten him," She wrapped her hand around his shaft. "Now start to massage it slowly. That's perfect. Up and down, slowly.....oh look, his pre-cum has started to flow. That's a sign that we're going in the right direction!" A large glob of pre-cum flowed out of his pee hole, running down the shaft and onto the maid's hand. "You'd better let me clean that for you," she said as she slowly reached her arms around the maid and cupped both her large boobs in her hands..... "Ooooohhhhhhhhhhh" the maid brought her hand up to her shoulder and our dear protagonist eagerly began lapping the sweet tasting nectar from her fingers. "MMMMMMMMMMMMM," she said. "Now, I think this would be a good time to see how much of that colossal cock you can get down your throat, don't you?" "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM'" came the answer. "Now, take that big cock and swallow it all!!" The maid opened her mouth wide, and began working the head into her mouth, which was stretched still further by its girth. "Yeah, baby, keep working on the head, and I'll get the shaft nice and slippery for you." She licked up and down his length, slobbering on it, licking, spitting on every inch, making it glisten. "Now you can slide it in easier, my lovely. That's right, open up your throat, relax, and take that fucking monster all the way to your stomach, you can do it!!" The maid had more than half his dick disappearing down her hungry throat, when suddenly, she started to gag, and thought she might vomit......she was able to relax again soon, though, and the feeling subsided quickly. She dove at his cock once again, but her gag reflex took over again. He said, "We need to get her in a position where she can straighten her throat." "Such a clever man! Darling, would you lie on the bed face up, please?" He complied quickly. "Now, my dear, let me give you a quick demonstration how this is done...." With that, his lover leaned down and took his monster cock in her mouth. Without hesitation, as the maid watched in admiration, his pole disappeared down her throat until her nose was resting firmly against his heavy balls. "Oh baby, you do that so well," he groaned. "Teach her how to do that, and we won't have to turn her in!" She withdrew his meat from her mouth, and a long trail of thick saliva formed a bridge between cock and mouth. She stuck her tongue out and lapped her way back down, playfully tickling his pee hole. Another deep moan escaped his lips. "All right, sweetie, now it's your turn again. Get on top of him in 69, your pussy in his face, and you'll be able to swallow that cock in no time. Just relax and breathe. The maid was determined not to fail this time. She placed her dripping pussy over his mouth, and he immediately began a tongue assault on her clit, licking, sucking, nibbling. "Oh, my God," said the maid, feeling a strong orgasm approaching quickly. "Darling, I believe our little spy is about to cum. Shall I help?" Not wanting to take his tongue from her clit for one second, he simply nodded. "Wonderful!" she said. "Now, you keep sucking that clit, baby, and I'll be right back." He increased the speed of his tongue stroking her little swollen bud, while she stroked his massive prick with her hand, spreading pre-cum all around, making it shine. "Since you seemed so fascinated by this, I thought you might like to know what it feels like. Open up her pussy, lover, I'm going to give her her proper punishment." He reached up with his hands and grabbed her ass cheeks, gently pulling them apart, making her pussy open like a rose in full bloom. "MMMMMM, nice and wet, won't need any lube at all. You've done a good job, lover. Now, I think I'll switch this on and......" she turned the dial on the huge, cock-shaped vibrator to full, and a pleasant buzzing filled the room. She placed the tip at the opening of the maid's hot cunt, and a fresh flow of her thick juice ran down into her lover's mouth. He swallowed hungrily before turning his attention back to her clit. "Here you go, babe, just for you," she said, and with one strong push, buried the vibrator up to the handle in the maid's quivering cunt. "OOOOHHHHH GOOOOOD!!!!!" she screamed, as she was instantly shaken by a powerful orgasm, more powerful than she had experienced since she was a teenager. "Yes, my darling? I didn't quite understand, did you mean to say you enjoy this??" "Oh, my god, please fuck me with that thing! Fuck me fast and hard! I'm cumming and I never want to stop! Please please pleeeeeeease fuck meeeeeeeeeee." Wave after continuous wave surged through her body. She ground her hips into his face, while she pumped the vibrator in and out of her pussy like a jackhammer. So much juice squirted from her pussy, that it was more than he could swallow, and it ran down his face, soaking his hair, pooling in his ears, and dripping into puddles on the sheet under his head. Time stopped for the three of them. The universe consisted of nothing but this orgasm, all-consuming, never-ending, a raw, primal, sexual fulfillment that only the closest of lovers are ever privileged to experience. An orgasm that transcended pleasure, transcended sex, and catapulted all three lovers into a world where they existed as one being, one single entity, inseparable for all the ages to come. Slowly, ever so slowly, the waves receded. Her screams silenced, her movements slowly stilled. Ever so slowly, the room came back into focus, and she could remember where she was. She was in the arms of the two most sensational lovers in the world and she never wanted to leave. They spent the rest of that day and night making love in every way known, and unknown. Every combination, every orifice, every possible position they could think of, and some they couldn't! He wouldn't have thought it possible at his age to have so many orgasms, each one more powerful than the last, each producing more sperm rather than less, to the delight of his two insatiable partners. They feasted on him and each other, each successive orgasm as nourishing and fulfilling as a gourmet meal. They used all the toys in the overnight bag, marveling at the variations they came up with. Finally, paralyzed by exhaustion, catatonic with bliss, they slept. When they woke, the maid was gone. On the pillow where she had rested her head, lay a single dark red rose, the last rose to lose its bloom. It was the third day......... EPILOGUE The third day dawned gray, drizzly and cold, the weather a perfect mirror for the mood in the honeymoon suite. Honeymoon suite, he thought, that's a good one. After a honeymoon comes a marriage, two people spending their lives together, not parting company forever, never to see each other again. Not this travesty...... They went through their morning routines silently, any attempt at speaking only brought tears. They couldn't bear to be apart, not yet, so they spent the entire morning -- eating breakfast, dressing, using the bathroom -- within touching distance of each other. They made love. Slowly, silently, trying to make it last forever, which made it pass all the more quickly. Their simultaneous orgasms released another flood of tears from both. They tried to kiss each other's tears away, but it was no use -- each kiss, each touch brought more. "I have to go," she said, the first words uttered in the room since they awoke at dawn. "I know," he said. No words could follow. He - the man who had brought a woman half his age to countless climaxes with words typed into a keyboard, the most powerful and satisfying orgasms she had ever experienced -- could find no more words. Perhaps he never again would. "I'll miss my plane." "I know." Check-in at the airport was slow, boring, tedious -- torture. Each drawn out minute dragging them helplessly, hopelessly closer to the moment of parting. Ths is not possible, he thought. It's an insult to the universe. The gods of love, sex, passion, lust, joy, could certainly not allow this to happen. Let the world continue on, going about its business without us, we'll stay in our hotel room, drawing nourishment solely from each other -- forever. I cannot do this, she thought, as she handed the check-in clerk her plane ticket. I'm not strong enough. As she stood at the counter, answering the inane questions as if in a dream, she realized that a thought was trying to formulate itself in her brain. She had noticed it at odd times over the past three days, ever since she had met him. A thought, an idea, something hovering at the edges of her conciousness. She tried to put her finger on it, to bring it into focus, but it continued to elude her, continued to defy definition. Nevertheless, she felt it was of monumental importance, something that would influence how her life continued from this point. If she could only....... "Gate B16, ma'am." "What?" she said, startled away from her thoughts. "Gate B16, through the doors on your right, then follow the signs." "Oh....oh, all right....thank you." Her trance was broken. "Only ticketed passengers beyond this point, sir," the beefy security guard said, holding up his hand. "Yes, of course. Sorry, I was daydreaming." He had been daydreaming about making love to her in the middle of a field of roses, an oasis in a sea of dark red petals, on a planet where only they existed. Now, he was daydreaming about murdering this security guard in order to spend an extra five minutes at her side. It would be well worth any consequences. "Final boarding call. All passengers should make their way to the gate at this time, please." The tears would not stop. She had been unable to say any words of departure, unable to embrace him, unable to make eye contact, for fear of being unable to break it ever again. So she had passed through the security checkpoint without turning back, regretting it now with every fiber of her being. The thought returned, closer, more urgent, but still just as unfocused. This was important. She had to think, couldn't think through the tears. She took her place at the end of the line, handed her boarding pass to the agent. She looked to her left and saw a father taking a photograph of his three kids, smiling and waving at the camera with their airplane in the background. The camera flashed, a lightning bolt in the dimly lit hall. Lightning bolt. Flash. Photograph. The door to the plane was in front of her..... She had heard the term "hit like a ton of bricks" before, but this was an inadequate description of what happened to her next. She froze, physically unable to take another step toward the plane. Her mouth dropped open. The tears stopped. Photograph. Then she knew. When they met. The first day. She had searched the arrival hall for him, not found him. She had memorized his photo, burned it into her mind. He had approached her from behind, spun her around and kissed her, practically in one motion. But.......... SHE HAD NEVER SENT HIM A PHOTO OF HERSELF!!!!!!........ He had bugged her about it for weeks, begged, pleaded. She was close to giving in, but had held back at the last minute.....too risky. There had been at least a dozen other women traveling alone on the flight. She had seen them in the arrival hall, young businesswomen, dressed similarly to herself, all looking around for someone meeting them. He had only the vaguest physical description of her: brown hair, medium height. No clue as to what she would be wearing......And yet......he had come up to her.....from behind.....he knew......no doubt, no hesitation........HE KNEW!!!!!!!! Clearly, this was not a man to be left standing in an airport hall. This was not a man she could roll around with for three glorious days, only to forget about. This was not A man.....This was THE man. THE ONLY man. Her man.......She turned on her heel and started running....... The tears flowed again, but now they were tears of joy, brought on by the fact that she knew what she was doing, where she was going, where she belonged......she knew. But what if he wasn't there?? She had left him at the security checkpoint and not looked back. What would he think of her? How much time had passed? He would be long gone. What had she done?? She ran faster.......through hallway after never-ending hallway, back the way she had come. She began to panic. What if he was......what if he was....... He was there.... Standing in the exact same spot where she had left him. He was there. Their eyes met. A smile formed slowly on his face. It grew. A smile that would never leave his face again, as permanent, eternal, and unfailing as the love they felt for each other. A love that filled the space between them like a physical presence, there for all the world to see. She didn't need to run anymore. They had time. She walked up to him slowly, her smile mirroring his, his arms opening slowly. The arms she would never leave. "You knew," she said simply. "I knew," was his reply. They gazed into each other's eyes. There would be time for kisses later. She reached out and punched his arm as hard as she could! "Ouch!" "You let me go! You let me go to get on the plane!" "But don't you see, baby? The decision had to be yours. If I had tried to persuade you to stay, that would have always been between us. The questioning, the wondering, did she stay with me because she wanted to, or did I pressure her into it?? Don't you understand??" She considered this for a long moment. "Yes, I understand......You knew!" "I knew." Another ton of bricks: "Oh, my GOD!! Your wife!! What about your --" "Baby? Wait....there's something I need to tell you....I have to make a confession....." "Yes?" "My wife....well.....oh hell, best to do it all at once.....my wife.....she's known about you from the beginning." "SHE'S WHAT??????" "Yes....she's been there all along....every meeting we've had, every online sex adventure. She's been there, sitting with me, reading along with me, doing to me exactly the things you've been typing. Sometimes even taking over the keyboard when I've been....busy!" "Are you serious??" "Yes, baby......you see, the thing is......she's just as in love with you as I am. In fact, this whole meeting was her idea......she said to me, 'Go meet her, honey. Go meet her, make love to her........and bring her home!!!!'" "Eric!" she gasped, her mouth agape in surprise. "It's true!" he said. "So......what do you think? Baby? Will you marry us?" "But........what if we don't get along? What if she hates me?" "Oh, she won't hate you, baby..... and you already get along!" "Excuse me?" she was flabbergasted at this turn of events. Utterly dumbfounded, in shock. "What do you mean??" "Well........" As she stared into his eyes, his gaze wandered from hers, to a spot beyond her shoulder. "Christina, I'd like you to meet my wife, Anna. Anna, may I present Christina.......our......wife!!" "Hello, lover," came a voice from behind her. She turned slowly and looked into the eyes of a strikingly beautiful woman in her mid-to-late 40's.........the maid!!!! They fell into each other's arms, all three of them, tears of joy flowing anew. They embraced, they kissed. All three of them, together, oblivious to the stares of the passers-by. An 11-year-old boy stopped in his tracks and stared at the shockingly erotic, shockingly public 3-way kiss. His mother came back and grabbed him by the hand, yanking him practically off his feet. "Don't look at that," she snapped at him. "But Dad's looking!" he whined back at her. "David, how dare you?" she gasped. That night, the boy would have his first wet dream. And David, for the first time in years, would bring his wife to multiple orgasms, marveling at his own new-found ability to achieve erection after erection, into the wee hours of the night. All 3 would wake the next morning smiling. "Shall we go?" he asked. "How long until we get home?" asked Christina, unable to take her eyes off of Anna's. "About an hour's drive." "We can't wait that long," said both women in unison. They all laughed, a sound that would become very familiar to them in the months and years to come. "Well," he said. "I know a nice hotel nearby!" Their pace quickened. ONE YEAR LATER -- THEIR FIRST ANNIVERSARY He had tipped the cab driver way too much, but he didn't care. Whether he tossed a 20 or a 100 at the guy was the farthest thing from his mind at the moment. (The cabbie had noticed the bulge in his pants and thought to himself, "Man, that guy must have one hot Chiquita waiting for him in that house!" The cabbie was wrong. Not one hot Chiquita, but two!!) Right now, the only thing on his mind was the upstairs master bedroom, and his two women waiting for him. It had been three weeks. THREE WEEKS!! How did he survive so long without them? But he knew they were waiting for him now. They always did. In a single motion, he closed the front door, dropped his suitcase, tore off his necktie, shed his suit jacket, and began to run, not walk, upstairs. One flight, 13 short steps separated him from his babies. He reached the top of the stairs, trying in vain to calm his pounding heart. He reached his hand out to the bedroom door.... Thinking back on this past year, he still could honestly not believe this wasn't a dream. No one could possibly be this lucky, this happy. Things like this just don't happen. Not even in the movies, but only in the wildest, wickedest fantasies of teenaged boys did anything even remotely resembling this ever occur. One year ago today, the three of them had gotten "married." After the "plot" had been revealed, and their new lover, Christina, had gotten over her initial shock, they had left the airport arm in arm in arm, and driven directly to a beautiful park in the middle of their city. There, under an ancient oak tree, the three of them had held hands in a circle, and spontaneously improvised marriage vows, each one in his turn moving the others to tears. They knew that they had found a love that would sustain and nourish them through all time, a love even stronger than the love that Eric and Anna had already been sharing for the past 28 years. After their vows, they had stood under the mighty oak, simply holding each other for what seemed like hours. Then they had driven home in silence, each experiencing feelings too profound to put into words. Cyber Lover Find Each Other Arriving home, however, they could each sense what the other was thinking, and realization suddenly dawned that the feelings of contented bliss were changing to feelings of lustful anticipation of what was about to happen. This was abundantly evidenced by the huge bulge in Eric's pants and the very visible dark spots in the crotches of Christina and Anna's jeans, and by the devilish smiles on all three faces. Upon shutting the front door to the house, they instantly flew at each other, colliding together with an audible slap, and began to tear at each other's clothing like crazed animals. And that was the beginning of what seemed to be, looking back on it now, one unending blur, a fog, a haze of almost non-stop kinky sex. Though never a slouch as far as stamina and frequency of sexual activity goes, he had been amazed to discover what he was actually capable of. He had found that, for him anyway, sperm was like breast milk: the more demand there was for it, the more his body produced. And his women's appetite for it was practically insatiable. He also found that, instead of wearing him out, causing him to need more and more rest between times, his women were like a fountain of youth. He actually drew energy from them, and was frequently able to achieve 4, 5 or 6 orgasms in a night, each one more powerful and copious than the last, sometimes shooting 10 to 15 thick ropes of semen, to the never-ending delight of his cum-hungry babes. They occasionally speculated whether it would actually be possible to live on a diet of nothing but sperm and pussy juice, because sometimes for days on end, it seemed that was exactly what they were doing. And his women!!! Anna, whose body, though still voluptuous and desirable, had been inevitably marked by the passage of time, and she had recently been through menopause. But with Christina's arrival, she too had found her fountain of youth. And fountain was actually a very apt description for the way she now produced and secreted pussy juice. It flowed, it oozed, it squirted almost constantly. And then there was Christina, the cause, the driving force, the source of all their energies. Ever horny, ever ready, for sex in any and all conceivable variations, infinitely imaginative and joyous in her lust. She and Anna could make love to one another for hours, sometimes days on end, blissfully floating from orgasm to orgasm. Eric would often be content merely to watch his two beauties pleasuring each other with hands, tongues and toys, but more often than not, he would choose an opportune moment to join in, and was always welcomed with open arms, legs, mouths, pussies and asses! There were no limits, no restrictions, no taboos, their activities determined solely by their lusts and imaginations. Then came the business trip. His boss had told him he would need to be gone for 3 weeks, traveling throughout Europe. He had reluctantly agreed, provided he was able to return on the day of his anniversary. His boss had agreed. Parting with his babies had been more difficult than he could have imagined, but just the fact of his being away was far worse. And it was certainly not made any easier by the fact that he had made (and kept!!) a promise not to masturbate the entire time he was gone, he was supposed to save up his cum for the grand homecoming!! His women, however, the crafty little wenches, had made no such promise, and they delighted, each night over the phone, in giving him every tiny little graphic detail of just exactly what they were doing to each other as they spoke, and just exactly what they were going to do to each other immediately upon hanging up the phone......and that was the explanation for the bulge in his pants that the cabbie couldn't overlook, the bulge that threatened to tear through the zipper of his trousers as he opened the bedroom door......... .....And there they were. His two women. His two sexy, voluptuous babes. He feasted his eyes on a sight that most men fantasize about, but few ever actually get to see. Two gorgeous women naked on his king-sized bed, sitting propped up on half a dozen pillows, both with huge, devilish smiles on their faces, both with their legs spread as wide as they could be, and each one with a hand vigorously playing with the other's pussy! He could clearly see each pussy glistening with flowing juices, each making a large wet spot on the sheets below their asses. He tried desperately to remember what it was he was supposed to do at this point. Oh yes, try to keep breathing. "Hi lover. We've been waiting for you," said Anna with a mischevious giggle. "Did you miss us?" A soft, low moan was all he was able to produce in response. Christina said in her low, sexy voice, "We've been thinking about you away on your trip, babe, and we were wondering what it was you missed the most.......was it this?" And with that, she turned her face toward Anna, and leaned slowly over to her and they kissed, mouths open wide, tongues doing battle in the most erotic kiss eric had ever seen. He wondered briefly if he might injure them when his raging hard-on burst through his fly, causing buttons to fly across the room at roughly the speed of a bullet. "Or did you miss this the most?" said Anna, while digging three fingers deeply into christina's quivering pussy. She brought her hand out and eric could plainly see the sticky cream covering her first three fingers. She brought her hand slowly to Christina's right breast and spread the juice liberally around, paying particular attention to the hard, protruding, rose-red nipple. then she leaned over and hungrily lapped up the creamy mess she had made. Christina threw her head back and let out a long, loud moan while running her fingers through Anna's hair. Eric felt his knees begin to buckle, and slowly raised a hand to wipe the thin trickle of drool running down his chin. "Babe, that feels great," said Christina, "But I bet I can think of something he missed more than anything.....lover? Was it this?" And with that, Christina got up on her hands and knees and crawled around to position herself squarely between Anna's widely spread thighs. Anna raised her buttocks off the bed in anticipation. Christina leaned onto her elbows and cupped Anna's ass cheeks in each hand. Then she leaned forward and buried her face in Anna's waiting cunt. Ana let out a scream as she was swept by a powerful orgasm. Eric could not directly see what Christina was doing, but he could hear the loud slurping sounds as she greedily feasted on Anna's dripping cunt. "Oh, baby, that's right," Anna moaned. "Eat my pussy, baby. Lick all my cream right out of my juicy hole. Suck me dry, and I'll make some more for you!" Christina let out a low moan in response and redoubled her efforts on Anna's cunt, alternately tongue-fucking her and flicking softly and rapidly over her swollen clit. Eric by now had removed all his clothing and was standing naked next to the bed, transfixed by the shockingly erotic action taking place in front of his eyes. His raging hard-on pointed at the ceiling, throbbing and pulsing, the shaft slapping gently against his belly with every beat of his heart. He cleared his throat loudly. Christina removed her face from deep inside Anna's pussy and turned around to look at Eric with a devilish grin, her face covered from cheeks to chin with Anna's thick, creamy juice. "Oops!" she exclaimed. "Baby, I think we've forgotten something........our lover is home, and it looks like he's in desperate need of some attention." "Well, in that case........." replied Anna, "Now I think I know what he really missed more than anything......." And with that, both his women got onto their hands and knees, and began crawling toward Eric at the edge of the bed, slinking to him like big cats in search of prey. "Ladies, I have an announcement to make..." said Eric. "I am about to set several world records. Certainly for amount, probably for distance, but most significantly.....for speed! So let's get this first one out of the way quick, and then we'll take our time and take care of the two of you! Now tell me, where can I put about a gallon of sperm?" "Right here," they said in unison, and, smiling and laughing with lust, sat in front of him on the edge of the bed, and opened their mouths. "Fill us up, lover, we're so hungry!" said Anna. "Shoot your hot cum all over us, baby. Then we can all share every drop, "Christina begged. Eric said, "Come on and get it, my beauties. Make your man cum." Anna quickly reached out with both hands and wrapped her fingers around his massive, rock hard manhood, while Christina cupped his heavy balls in both hands and began to massage them sensually. Eric knew it was only a matter of seconds before he erupted. And sure enough, Anna had made no more than three or four slow strokes on his aching prick when he felt his balls begin to swell and tighten. Christina felt it, too, and she gasped with delight. "Here he comes, babe, we're gonna get soaked!" "Oh my God, I'm cummiiiiiiiiiiiing," Eric cried as the first white hot spurt travelled up the length of his shaft. He thought he might faint as his cum flew from the end of his cock straight at Anna's face. Anna, who had been taking careful aim at her own mouth, gasped and opened wide in anticipation. her aim had been perfect. The first rope of hot, sticky cum flew straight into the back of her throat with such force that it actually stung. A second rope followed quickly, this one missing her mouth and flying over her head, leaving a white trail that travelled from her chin, up over her nose and eyes, into her hair and all the way to the back of her head. Christina squealed with delight as she grabbed Anna's hands and pointed Eric's spewing prick at her own face. She did not open her mouth, however, as she wanted him to coat her face with his spunk. Two more huge ropes in quick succession achieved that goal in short order, covering her face and dribbling down onto her heaving boobs. Now Eric took over with his own hands, pumping his cock furiously, making sure his lovely wives got equal shares of his juice. Finally, after what seemed like 10 minutes of pumping and spraying, shooting his hot jizz all over his ladies' faces and chests, he collapsed forward onto the bed, his weakened knees no longer able to support his weight. His women were immediately on top of him, laughing with lust and joy, kissing his face and lips, smearing their cum-covered faces into his, dripping his cum into his mouth, then hungrily french kissing him in order to suck it back out into their own. With their hands, they scooped up cum wherever they could find it and greedily ate it themselves, or playfully rubbed it into his face and mouth. Eric began to laugh at the sight of his two voracious cum-sluts, fighting over who could swallow more, and who could get the most into his mouth. Finally, they all collapsed on the bed in a heap of laughter, kisses and cum, all three of them totally sated and spent. Their gales of laughter gradually subsided and their smiles stayed with them as they drifted into a brief sleep, gaining strength for round 2....... It had been the juiciest scandal the small german village where they lived had ever seen. all of a sudden, the church organist...THE CHURCH ORGANIST!!!...and her husband, had someone else living with them. a young, stunning beauty with a body that could cause car accidents while she walked down the street, and it was fairly obvious what was going on in that little house on the corner. Residents of the village would talk in shocked whispers behind the backs of their hands, referring to christina only as "die Engländerin," and speculating not too quietly about why she was here. Some parents even removed their children from choir, making lame excuses about not enough time to do schoolwork. occasional, villagers walking by the house late at night would be treated to a highly entertaining spectacle when the three of them forgot to close the bedroom window. on many occasions, several villagers at once would furtively gather near the house to listen to what was quite obviously some of the most fantastic, lengthy sex anyone could imagine, and with three distinct voices emanating from the room. However, it wasn't long before Chirstina's charm, her ready smile, and her generally sunny disposition began to win over even the most staunch and stubborn of the village residents. she even discovered she had an aptitude for learning german, and was quickly exchanging pleasantries with passers-by at every opportunity. finally, and more quickly than Eric would have thought possible, the germans' tolerance and "live-and-let-live" attitude toward matters sexual (even chancellor Helmut Kohl had had a long-term, public relationship with a woman who was not his wife) took over, and Christina found that she was an accepted member of the community. Anna even thought she detected a few envious looks from some of the ladies in her adult choir, and noticed in several conversations that her friends were subtlely trying to bring the topic of the conversation around to sex. Anna would unfailingly blush and change the subject. Eric's friends were far less subtle. in the local pub late at night, someone would inevitably come right out and ask what it was like to be living with two women, and two such gorgeous ones, to boot. Eric's reply would always be that he was too much of a gentleman to go around telling stories. Then he would break into a sly grin and say, "But you can't even imagine it!!!" They began to stir again not two hours after drifting off. Eric looked down at his straining hard dick and wondered if it had even gone down at all the whole time he had been asleep. He wondered if it would ever go soft again at all. Sure hope not, he thought to himself, and chuckled out loud. His laughter brought his two beauties, one on either side of him, out of their dreams, and they both looked into his face, their broad, lust-filled smiles matching his. Anna stretched like a cat. "More," she said, and slowly reached her hand to engulf Eric's turgid shaft. "Not if I get there first," said Christina, suddenly wide awake and ready to do battle. Eric interrupted, "Babies, you had a good time with that not 2 hours ago. Now it's my turn. It seems to me that neither one of you has had an orgasm since I've been back, and that is a situation which will have to be corrected immediately. Lovers, turn over and get those beautiful asses in the air for your man........" Anna and Christina turned over and each got on all fours, then lowered their heads onto the bed, snuggling into their pillows, their shapely asses leaning together, pussies and assholes ready for Eric's attention. They drew their heads to one another and began a slow, sensual french kiss. "A sight for sore eyes!", sighed Eric, his mouth beginning to water and his throbbing cock harder than ever. "Decisions, decisions......" he mused. "Well.....I guess both," and with that, he knelt behind them on the bed. He reached out with both hands, one for each, and began slowly stroking each clit with his middle fingers. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm," came the immediate response from both his lovers at once, not breaking their furious tongue battle. Eric continued playing with both clits, and inserted his thumbs into each cunt, beginning a slow finger fuck. He felt both his women instintively push back against his hands with each inward stroke to increase their pleasure. Eric then leaned his face down and to his right, and began a tongue job on Anna's winking asshole. Anna moaned, "Oh God, baby, wait until he does this to you. I think I'm gonna cum with his tongue up my ass!!" Christina replied, "That's good, darling, go ahead. Cum for Eric now, and then it's my turn. but I can wait, you take all the time you need." Anna moaned, "Oooooooohhhhhhh," and ground her hips into Eric's face. "That's it, baby, Just like that. Keep it going and make me cum." Eric went quickly from making circular motions around anna's asshole, to plunging his tongue inside her as far as it would go. He increased the speed and pressure of his middle finger on her clit and plunged his thumb still deeper into her drenched cunt. His left hand never let up on Christina's eager pussy. Anna pushed her ass back into his face, trying to suck his tongue deeper inside her steaming, hungry hole. She let out a deep, gutteral moan, feeling her orgasm approach. Christina whispered, "Oh baby, feel that hot tongue up your ass. Feel him stroke your clit just like he's stroking mine. He's gonna make you cum, baby, I know it. I can feel it coming. Cum for us, baby. Please cum......" Anna ground her hips into Eric's face, matching the rhythm of his tongue and fingers. "Oh fuck," she groaned "that's just perfect, lover, just like that. I'm ready, ready to cum......oh yes.......oh my God........I'm cuuuummmiiiiiiiiiiiing!!" Eric tortured her clit with his fingers as a river of juice flowed out of her spasming pussy, covering his hand and running down her thighs. Her twitching ass muscles clamped onto his tongue, trying to hold it in. Her hips bucked and ground, and she screamed her ecstacy into her pillow. Slowly the waves subsided, and Eric slowed his motions, bringing his lovely babe gently back down to earth, both of them blissing out. Christina stroked anna's hair gently, softly whispering into her ear, "Baby, that was so good. I guess we missed him, too, didn't we?" Anna replied with a sly grin, "Yes darling, we did. And now it's your turn to show him how much." Anna said, "Stay just like that, babe, let me get under you," and she scrunched herself over toward Christina. Lying down on her back, she held her arms and legs open, and with a lustful smile on her face, invited Christina to mount her in the 69 position. Christina didn't need to be asked twice, and was on top of her lover in an instant, quickly diving her tongue straight into anna's wet slit, while massaging her ass cheeks in both hands. "Oh yeah, baby, do it to me. Tongue my juicy pussy for me. And baby, it looks like Eric has something for you, too. Something long and fat and hard. Something I'm gonna get all wet for him before he buries it in your ass!!!" Christina responded with the only sound possible with a mouth full of pussy: "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...." Eric had in the meantime taken a kneeling position on the bed just above anna's head and was slowly stroking his swollen member. "Ladies," he said, "that is just about the sexiest sight any man could ever hope to see. I love you both, so much." Anna arched her neck back and smiled up at her man. "We love you, too, darling. Now let me get that big cock nice and wet before you put it in here........" she said while slowly sliding an index finger into Christina's puckered asshole. Christina shuddered with pleasure, and drove her tongue still deeper into Anna's pussy, slurping herjuice loudly as it flowed. Eric spread his knees wider to bring his turgid cock to Anna's waiting open mouth. Anna sucked in the entire length easily, and messily began to lap at it with her tongue. He brought it out slowly with anna licking and slobbering as much saliva over the shaft and head as she possibly could. As eric pulled his cock from her mouth with an audible pop, a Anna pulled her finger out of christina's asshole and used both hands to spread her cheeks open as wide as she could. "She's ready for you lover. Give her what she needs. All at once. come on, big boy, fuck this tight ass good!!" Eric slowly and steadily leaned forward, impaling Christina relentlessly on his 10 inches of hard meat. Her groans crescendoed as his depth increased, and even before he had entered her halfway, she was rocked by wave after wave of a suddering orgasm. Cyber Lover Find Each Other "Oh my goooooooooooood," she screamed. "Fuck me Eric, fuck my tight ass hard!!!" as eric was finally in to the hilt with his balls squeezed against Christina's pussy, Anna reached up and gave his smooth-shaven balls a tongue bath, sucking first one, then the other into her hungry mouth. She then wrapped her lips around both, and swirled her tongue around them. "Oh, baby!!" Eric moaned. "That feels so ....fucking....good!" "Baby, I'm gonna slam your ass good now, you ready?" said Eric. Christina raised her head long enough from Anna's cunt to say, "Gimme all you got, lover," before diving immediately back into the task at hand. "Here we go," said Eric, as he grabbed a handful of ass in each hand. He pulled slowly out of Chistina's ass, with Anna running her tongue along the underside of his shaft as he pulled away. Then, with an evil grin on his face, he plunged his throbbing rod all the way home and christina had her second orgasm in 10 minutes. Eric pulled out one final time, then began sliding the length of his cock in and out of Christina's pussy at lightening speed. Anna and Christina both let out loud exclamations of excitement!!! Eric pounded into Chistina's pussy as if the world were ending tomorrow?? As far as he was concerned, the world COULD end tomorrow, and he would die a happy man....... "So, you've been waiting for a good hard ass fuck, honey??" Eric teased. "Yeah stud, let me see how fast you can fuck me!" And with that, Eric began to pound her ass with such force and speed, she honestly wondered out loud ....how much she could take. His balls slapping against her pretty pussy sounded like machine gun fire. Anna would let his heavy balls brush her face with each stroke, then devote her attentions for a while to Eric's cock, licking at the steaming shaft as it would fly by....finally she nuzzled her face underneath Eric's balls, and began attacking Christina's swollen clit with her tongue. Sweat was flying in every direction off of Eric's body, as he finally told them...... "Get ready babes, I'm gonna fill you both up again!! You ready??" "Oh lover, wait just a second," said Anna, "I wanna watch you come from on top." She wriggled out from underneath Christina, and positioned herself with her head right over her ass, ready to watch the fireworks. She also reached underneath and continued to tease Christina's clit with her fingers. "Come on, babe, fill her ass up, then squirt some into my mouth! I'm hungry again!!" Eric increased his speed yet again, his hips a blur as his cock plowed into Christina's tender asshole again and again. Christina was delerious with pleasure. Finally, Eric cried, "Oh God, here it comes.....I'm cumming!!!!!!!!!!" Christina screamed and nearly passed out as the most intense orgasm of her life engulfed her. she could feel each thick rope of Eric's hot cum spewing into her bowels, and thought she had never felt anything so good. After Eric had spasmed at least a dozen times, he withdrew quickly and, pointing his prick at Anna's waiting mouth, stroked himself hard and fast. 3 shots in quick succession filled Anna's mouth, splattered her face, and ran down Christina's ass crack to her pussy, where they dripped onto the bed. After that, there were only a few drops left, which Eric squeezed out onto Christina's ass. He immediately bent down to her and licked them up himself, then kissed Christina, sharing and mixing his mouthful with hers. "Swallow it all, sweetie, there's more waiting for us." said Eric. Anna obeyed gladly, taking three swallows to gulp down all that had been filling her mouth. "Now lie down here with me," he said, and they positioned themselves on the bed facing up, their heads and mouths as close together as possible. "Baby," he said to Christina, "Get up now, and give us what's inside you!!" "Only if you share," said Christina. "Of course!!" came the replay from both in unison, and they all laughed. Christina stood on the bed straddling her two lovers' heads, and squatted down over them. "I feel really full, honey, you really filled me up," she said with a grin. "Bring it on!" said Eric in reply. Christina relaxed her sphincter. A trickle, then a gush, then a torrent of hot cum came pouring out of her gaping asshole, to the delight of her two partners. They caught as much as they could, but it was far too much for two mouths. Anna was in awe. "Wow, babe, you really did miss us, didn't you?" "Yes lover, yes I did," he said and turned to kiss her, sharing their mouthfuls once again. "Hey, you promised some for me," said Christina, who by now was finished squeezing cum out of her ass, and was ready to get her share. "Come and get it!" said Eric, and Christina spun around and let herself fall on the bed between them, where she was immediately set upon by both, as they shared a sensuous, cum-filled, 3-way kiss. After many long minutes of kissing, sharing and cuddling, the three lovers began to drift once more toward blissful, satiated, contented sleep. All three knew this was where they were meant to be, that this love would last forever, sustaining and nourishing them through the many months and years that lay ahead. They knew.......... Just as they were on the verge of a long dreamless sleep, Chistina sat up like a shot. "Hey!" she said. "What are we gonna do on our SECOND anniversary?" Together they grabbed her by the arms, pulled her down between them, and engulfed her in their arms and legs. "We'll think of something," said Eric as if in a dream. They were all instantly asleep. THE END Cyber Lovin I was thinking, it should not be this bad. Sitting here at my computer thinking to myself. Cyber love? Should I? Then up and finding this perfect site. How would I know it would feel so good to do this to be with others all over the world. While still sitting at home? I decided to finally meet one. Erotica Chat, that was the name, and I went in there as Amy. To the tub there and played till my heart was content. It was a dream come true. That is where I met him. He was a man that made me feel so good my body just sung with his knowing, touching hands. He knew how to please a lady. It all started with me flirting with him. He how flirt back but tell me he didn’t cyber. With anyone!! But I managed to get him to in a little less than a week. He said I was sooo bad he could not resist me. I was relentless. And won him. But who was the prize? I told him we should meet. I asked him. Amy: you want to meet at your house Hot? Hot: yes Amy. When? Amy: today. At 12. Hot: ok. You know the address. Amy: yes, and hot? Hot: yes? Amy: So Hot do you want to get naughty? Hot: yes, Amy. As I moved closer to him in the chat. I stated rubbing my body. I told him I was pulling my shirt slowly up and off my body.slippin my hands down my shorts and pulling them off. Reaching around I unbuttoned my bra. And slide it slowly down my arms. Slipping my hand in my panties. Rubbed my clit.then put my finger in my mouth. And sucked it. Mmmmm, I moaned. Then looked at him, and told him to strip. He pulled his shirt up and off Ohh, god at his abs!!!! I drooled. He was a god. When he pulled his pants down slow I nearly feel apart. He was so beautiful. I started touching his chest. Licking at his nipples. His tanned skin was making me hot. The feel of his well-muscled body was driving me wild. Licking down his body. I watched his face. Letting him know how I thought of him. I traced his underwear top with my tongue. Then bit the edge and pulled them slowly down. Taking him in my hands I caressed him. Loved him. Made him know I wanted him. Stroking him in my hand, I licked his hardness. Taking him in my mouth and loving him. Showing him the time were are together means a lot to me. I hear him moans as I rub and caresses his body. He pulls me up and touches my breast with his hand. As he kisses me deeply. I moan in his mouth. He rubs my body and tells me how sexy I am. How much I’ve made him want me. And how much he will make me pay for being bad. All I can do is moan. I begged for this. And he knows it. He pulls my panties down with one sweep. And I’m soaked. I need him. He pushes me onto the desk. And spreads my thighs. As he runs his fingers up and down me, in me I moan arch and pant. I can’t help but succumb to his wishes. He tongues my center and I grip that desk. Begging for his body. I can’t stand it any more. I pull him upwards and start to kiss him. He’s rubbing my female core to orgasm. I duel my tongue with his. And place his manhood at my hot center. Raping my legs around him. Drawing him in to me. I lean back and arch. His body moving with mine. Faster and faster. I beg him Harder, harder Take me baby. Make me scream. His movements teasing me. Driving me insane. Faster and faster, the heat building up. I feel like my whole body is on fire. And only he cans ablaze it. I moan and wither. The yell out my orgasm, a hot burn throbbing envelops my body. Stars burst in the sky. I feel the earth move. He pull out and sprays my body with his love. Rubbing his essence all over my belly. I look in his eyes. And see that he felt the same thing I did. He picked me off the desk and took me to his room. And laid me softly down on the bed. Climbed in with me and pulled the covers up over us. Wrapping me in his arms. Turning to him. Looking in his eyes. “I never felt that way before” Rubbing my arms. He gazed in my eyes. “I felt it to. Now what do we do?”