0 comments/ 7602 views/ 0 favorites Day 01 By: Lixalot It is always interesting how a single moment can change everything. Since she had decided to utilize her freedom, I had been an emotional wreck. Until that fateful day, I had been dedicated to her for the past 4 years with all intention of taking the relationship to the next level. She, however, had other ideas. Looking back upon it, it appeared that I should have seen the signs. We had spent less time together over the past few months, and the connection seemed to be slipping away. I could finally look back on everything and accept responsibility for the way everything had fallen apart, but it would still be a while until the emotional scars would heal. Since that fateful day six months before, I had not even had a date or even had the pleasure of another woman. As I had no desire to be social, I spent my time devoted to my career and building for the future. I was at a turning point. At 30 years old, I was at that point in my career where I could take the step to future stardom within my company. It actually seemed a good thing to leave women out of my mind so that all focus could be paid attention onto working long hours and impressing the higher ups. I succeeded more within the past few months than in all the years before combined. That's why a single moment today would bring on a change like no other I had ever seen. It would bring out desires and actions within me that I never knew resided deep within my body. Out to lunch, bundled in a trench coat over my suit, I walked along the cold winter city streets searching for a place to grab a bite to eat. However, hunger didn't strike me today as it usually did, and I had the passion to find myself a new book to read instead. I sauntered to the book store located just a couple of blocks from my office building. I had been reading quite a bit of Bukowski, as the depth of his despair with life, packaged within a quick and enjoyable read, was a great escape from the hard working days I had been putting in at the office lately. Perusing the shelf, I picked up Bukowski's "Women." As was my custom to pick books by title, it seemed interesting that I would choose that title. I thought about it with a laugh, unsure of what the book was even about as Bukowski's work never had descriptions, and proceeded to the check out. The check out at the book store was always tended by a cute girl with a curvaceous body which could hardly escape notice. Shorter, at 5'4 she was quite a bit smaller than my 6'3 frame, over many visits I had been gazing about her figure and knew it well. Her ample breasts were full and inviting, and I was always grateful that her wardrobe selection showed no signs of hiding her attributes. Thin would not be a word used to describe her, nor would thick. I would say that she blended the perfect amount of mass with defined curves to elicit desire within my eyes and loins. Her legs were shapely, and the knee length loose skirts she chose to wear displayed them with a tease to my imagination. I had always smiled politely while making my purchases, but, as I believe, in retrospect, the focus on my career and all other distractions had kept me from picking up on any signals she may have been giving me. I placed the book on the counter and proceeded as normal to break out my card for purchase. She picked up the book to scan it, and with some excitement, looked at me and said "have you read this before?" "No," I replied, "but I must admit that Bukowski has impressed me as I have been reading more and more lately." "I love this book," she commented with a playful smile while a coworkers of hers came to the counter. "Kelly, look at what book he's buying," she said with some excitement while showing her the book. Kelly looked at it and laughed, "I just read that," she looked at me, "that's a good book, you'll enjoy it." It is always curious to me how strangers can tell you what you will and will not like, but that's another story. I smiled, a bit awkwardly, not expecting so much attention. "Well thank you, I look forward to it even more," I responded politely. "You will have to come back and tell me what you think of it." the attendant smiled as she swiped her card. I signed my name, grabbing the book, and looking into her eyes, "Definitely." I left the store with the book, with a feeling of want I had not felt in a long time. Her black hair, canvassing her shoulders and cheeks, accentuated her blue eyes with definitive beauty. Her breasts, covered with potential by her tight shirt, remain a fixture in my mind as I walked along the street, securing my trench coat tightly against the cold winter wind. The innocent yet seductive look in her eye remained a fixture as I tried to finish the day at work. Looking at the book often, I wondered why it caused such a furor. Why was she so caught up in Bukowski, a dead writer who's last work of consequence came 30 years ago? I was intrigued. I looked at the book sitting on the desk, and grabbed it. Despite having a large presentation that would put me on the map in the corporate world, I decided to call it a day a bit early and head home. Living in a loft downtown, it didn't take me that long to walk home, but her figure, her eyes, remained with me and gave me an unexplained bounce in my step. I slipped into my pajamas and poured some wine, and sat down in my large easy chair with a view of the city from my higher floor loft. Needing an escape, I opened the book and started to read. Day 01 Crap, thought Mika. Yet another day where we are shorthanded managers. Why don't they just hire more or promote a couple of people who have the ability? This working every day 14 to 16 hours a day is getting on my nerves. Breathe...relax...vacation is coming up. Come hell or high water, it WILL happen! "Mika! Can you give me a hand until Rick comes back from the bathroom?" She looked up to see that the first break in sales was officially over as a bus walked into the restaurant. "Get fries down! Karen, I want you to concentrate on doing the fryers and trying to get stuff stocked...and USE THE TIMERS! Make sure that no one eats nasty stuff!! I will do broiler steamer until Rick gets back, then when he does I will expedite the orders. John, just keep taking orders...Sam, can you take care of Drive-thru on your own until I get back up there? I can expedite for both of you then. Mickey, you make the sandwiches in order, when I get up there I will try to do the tenders and help with sandwiches as mush as possible with the tongs." The crowd swelled to the doors as the orders were taken. Rick arrived back, washed and sanitized his hands, and took over the broiler steamer position. "Where the hell did these people come from? I swear when I went to the bathroom there was no one!" "Just after you walked out a bus showed up. It's ok...do what you can to help prepare the burgers for Mickey, that way he just has to put on the condiments. Just concentrate on getting the orders out quickly and right. Dear God we need to get these right, I do NOT need any more confusion added to this mess. You guys are the best, so I didn't even need to say that, did I?" :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Six hours later Mika finally got a break long enough to use the bathroom herself. As she sat down to pee she thought, this is the best feeling in the world. Sitting. AHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh to relax enough to sit. "Sam, you work on stocking everything up here and for front counter, John, you concentrate on making the mess of a dining room looking good again. You guys did a great job with that monster of a mess. I am so glad it was you guys instead of the newer people. They would have panicked. Just so you know, we were complimented on how speedy we got everyone through. Keep it up! Rick, you are here for another hour and a half...I want you to concentrate on getting everything stocked and watch over boards while Mickey works on dishes. I am going to switch drawers so John can leave when he gets done; Let me know if anyone comes to the front if I don't see them right away, ok?" "Sure thing boss! You have got to be tired. What time did you actually get here?" "Same as usual, around 2, but I am going to be late tonight since the hood cleaners are coming at 4 am. I will get home in time to send my kids to school. This is getting easier as the months go by, you know. I send them to school, then pass out until it is time to come here." "How is your Dad doing?" "Well, he has come out of the coma, not sure if i told you. that much. He was hallucinating the other day. Was having Vietnam flashbacks. Mom cried for hours. She is doing better, since he is more aware. He even sang happy birthday to her. I am telling you, I can NOT wait until my vacation is coming up in a month. I am counting down the days...got my plane tickets the other day, and i almost cried because all I could think of was, I am going to be away from this place for more than 9 hours. How sad is that?" John winked at her " Was it that or the fact that you will be with DW? You haven't been able to talk to him much since you are here so much. hehehe" Mika blushed. "Well that too. When I talk to him it is like we are really together, but it is frustrating that he is in Canada while I am stuck here in Ohio." "Where are you guys going again?" "John, I told you earlier, we are going to North Dakota" "Yeah, but where in North Dakota?" "Well, I am flying into Fargo, he is picking me up there, then we are going to Grand Forks to stay." :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: The snow fell silently, menacingly beautiful. Snow drifts up to 6 feet covered cars, swirled on the roofs, covered the sidewalks and yards with ease. "Hey Tory. This is Mika, I am snowed in. I can't even see my car. I am going to try to get it out, but, I am not going to raise any hopes. Is there any way that someone else can make it in?" "Mika, we have been dead, I am going to call and see if Shara can make it in here. I will give you a call back. If I have to sleep here, it won't be the first time." "I know. Which is why I feel so badly about it. I have been shoveling off the roof and trying to get the sidewalk shoveled, but it feels like I am making no headway." Mika hung up the phone, and relishing the time with her kids that she so rarely had, went outside to try to dig her car out of the snow so that she could try to make it to work. Not that she wanted to go to work, she was exhausted from being in that building, but she felt bad for Tory who had been there since 5 am. Who was she kidding? She was just plain exhausted. They finally had gotten another manager in to help, so she was getting one day a week off now, but it seemed like all she wanted to do was sleep. "Mom, Tory is on the phone!" "Hello?" "Yeah, stay home. Ken called and said to close down early, so I will just close everything down for you. I should be gone in an hour. The crew was happy to hear that." "I bet they were. So how did mister director of operations in another state finally come to the conclusion that we should close down?" "The weather report and our sales. More snow coming and sales at being next to nothing, it wasn't worth the overhead. Even with half of the equipment turned off, we use a lot of gas for the broiler and the fryers and the hot water tank." "Yeah. Thanks." "No problem. Have you talked to your mom yet today?" "Yeah. Dad is trying to walk now. He took 4 steps in physical therapy today. I am pretty sure he realizes how much time has passed since he went into the coma. He missed Christmas, New Year's, Mom's birthday, kind of, and Mara's birthday. I think he feels bad about it. They are finally going to take the tube out of his throat tomorrow, so he will be able to talk more then. He will be able to leave the rehab hospital when I go to North Dakota so I will get to see him then." "Oh yeah, how much longer before your trip?" "Seventeen days and 8 hours before I have to leave for the airport." "Hehehe, you really want to go, don't you?" "Ya think?" "I am counting down to the days where I will not have to worry about that place for more than a few hours. I think that and the fact that Dad is doing much better is making me so happy. Plus, I will finally get to see DW in the flesh! No more late night phone calls or emails for us! At least for a week. Then back to that boring routine. I think I am going to cry when I have to leave him again." "I bet. I am not going to call you just because I am not going to interrupt anything" Tory giggled. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: "Ok, I am just about done, five more rows and I can throw this baby into the washer! Then all I have to do is to make sure that I didn't forget anything. When I throw the afghan into the dryer, I can take a shower and shave." "How much longer do you think it will be before we can pick up Johnny?" "As soon as I put the blanket into the washer. I figured you could spend time with your boyfriend while i am finishing packing. You guys can help keep me awake. I am not going to go to sleep before I leave." "OK. I will call him to let him know when we are on our way." Mika kept herself busy in order to not go crazy. She couldn't believe it. In a few hours she was leaving to see her DW. Then she saw the weather forecast. Oh no! she thought to herself. After calling the airport to confirm that all flights were still on time, she finished preparing her luggage and after pulling the blanket out of dryer and folding it, she packed the last item into the bag and took it out to the car. All that was left was to leave. Waking up her parents she told them about the weather report to explain why she wanted tog get moving early. They agreed it was best and got ready to leave. Driving to Cleveland Hopkins airport under normal circumstances would take about an hour, but about twenty minutes into their drive they hit the snow. "Wow, almost as soon as we passed from 21N to 77N it was like someone drew a line where it snowed and where it didn't. It went from nothing to two inches just like that." She said to her Dad. "Yeah. This is why I wanted to drive. I know that you are a good driver, but I have more experience with this kind of travel. Besides, I just like to be in control. It looks like it is going to be bad." "I know. I called and they said the flights were all still on time at this point, but with the lake effect snow, I am just not sure how bad it will be once we get closer." They found out. Snow plows were in ditches, visibility was near 0, but she was determined that come hell or high water, or snow for that matter, she WAS going to make it to North Dakota. Once she made it to the airport, in near blizzard conditions, she had four hours until her flight. taking off her shoes she emptied her pockets and watched her things go through the detectors as she waited in line. Finally it was her turn and she was through and could put her shoes back on. Holding her boarding passes in her pocket, she texted DW to let him know that the weather turned bad, but she was at the airport. She was tempted to call her parents, but was afraid of distracting her dad while driving in this mess. The flight was for 7 am, but with the storm, she got there around 4 am. Around 6 am her mom called to let her know that they made it back after stopping for breakfast. Mika was exhausted from being weary, from the trip, from not sleeping, her head hurt from being tired, yet she was too wired to fall asleep. Reading a book off and on helped to pass the time, and finally she was boarding the plane. Once on the plane she discovered that she had to pee, but no one was allowed out of their seats as they were taxiing to be de-iced. A full 20 minutes later they were next in line the engines slowed down to an idle and the captain announced, Chicago O'hare was temporarily shut down due to weather. Sighing Mika waited as long as she could before finally unbuckling and heading to the tiny bathroom in the back of the plane. Relieved, she opened the door while rubbing the sanitizer on her hands to discover a small line waiting, she wasn't the only one! She sat down and opened her razor to call DW at home in case he had not left his house in Winnepeg yet, to let him know that they were delayed and she wasn't sure how late they would be so not to rush and even get another hour of sleep if he wanted. His room mate answered and told her that he had left half an hour earlier. Finally, the announcement that everyone was waiting on, they were heading to be de-iced and were on their way to Chicago. That announcement got a cheer from the passengers who were worried about connecting flights. Mika cheered silently and breathed a sigh of relief. FINALLY she was heading to her DW. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: After yet another delay, Mika arrived in Fargo 98 minutes late. Worried about how she looked, she got off the plane and went to the bathroom to reapply her make up and freshen up her perfume. She put her jacket over her arm and pulled her luggage while wearing her backpack that was her carry on. Nervous about seeing DW, she wondered, will I recognize him? I told him what I would be wearing, but looks can change. She was almost the last one out of the secure area as a result and as she walked out of the checkpoint her heart skipped a beat. Standing tall with his leather duster on, he looked at her. This is him! Looking gruff with his stubble, his dimple still showed when he smiled at her. His glasses were dark but she still saw his eyes. She made it home. She smiled at him and said... "Hi. At first I wasn't sure if it was you, but now I can't stop smiling!" They hugged in the 'I am not sure how I should act at the airport in public' way. Mika felt his strength and smelled the leather. After getting into the car, they headed out to lunch. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: "I am so glad that you aren't the eat like a bird type. I know you are starved from missing meals, but it was nice to see a woman actually EAT and not pick at her food" Laughing Mika said, "Well I have not eaten anything since lunch yesterday. Plus I didn't sleep last night. I tried to call to let you know about the delay, but you had already left." "It's OK. I knew it when I got to the airport and at first it said on time, but then it said delayed. I need my arm. I need to change gears." "Oops, sorry. I guess I just don't want to let you go! I feel like I am dreaming and that I am not here with you. Your duster smells so good! I can just keep sniffing it until we get to the hotel." She did, and drifted to sleep while holding his arm she awoke to the engine shutting off. they checked in and parked in front of their room. They entered the room and looked around. "Nice room. I like the bed. Really big!" said Mika as she took off her jacket. DW took his off and walked up to Mika and held her to hm as he kissed her. Without warning Mika shoved him to the bed and lay on top of him. Kissing him even deeper she moaned as she unzipped his jeans. Finally feeling his heat she could not wait to taste him. Pulling off his jeans she found his cock and touched it gently. Not able to stand it any more she licked his head and then shoved him entirely into her mouth. She was in heaven. DW gasped in surprise as he was pushed down and then fondled. He was taken by surprise, but he was not going to complain. He wanted to do this since he saw her at the airport. She moaned around his shaft and he felt the hotness of her breath. Mika somehow was able to get DW naked without taking her clothes off. When he realized this, he undressed her. Their naked bodies together, moving as one. "See how wet you make me?" "Mmmmmm. Feels nice. Hot and slippery. Sounds good too. When you are riding me like that it makes it easy to play with your huge breasts. Ii love to watch bounce like that. They are perfect." "I love to feel you inside me like this...not too big...just right enough to fill me completely, stretching me out." "I am not hurting you am I?" "Nope, you are perfect. Like we were made for each other. You can be rough with me. It's OK." DW flipped her over and slid his dick into her slit from behind. Grabbing her hips he fucked her hard and fast. She moaned her pleasure as she felt him pumping her from behind. She reaching between them and felt his hairy balls as he slammed into her. She felt his cock twitch at her touch, then began rubbing her clit. She came almost instantly and cried out. DW felt her cum around his dick and knew that it wouldn't take much more for him. Diving as deeply into her as he could, he released his own tensions and gasped for air as he had been holding his breath. They collapsed on the bed and just lay there enjoying the moment. He got up and went to the bathroom and got a warm washcloth for Mika. She cleaned herself off and handed him the washcloth. Lying in bed she felt so relaxed. He got into bed with her covered up their naked bodies. Then she claimed his right arm again and fell fast asleep. He looked down at her and smiled. Turning on the TV, he thought., yeah, this will be a good trip. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Mika stretched and yawned. She looked at DW and smiled. Then frowned. "Oops! I am so sorry! I didn't mean to fall asleep on you!" "It's OK. You were tired. I understand. What do you want to do now?" "Let's check out the hot tub!" Sliding into the hot tub, Mika sighed contentedly as the hot water ran over her thighs. This was the best idea ever, she thought as she watched DW slide into the hot water next to her. She was really very lucky to have this chance to be with him. Looking at him, she reveled in the fact that only a few hours ago his penis was sliding in and out of her. At the thought she felt herself getting wetter and it had nothing to do with the hot tub. Smiling she leaned against him. "This is so relaxing. I really needed this." "I know you did sweetie. How is your dad doing?" "Well, he was able to get an overnight pass from the VA and drove the car back home from the airport. He seemed to be happy about that. Of course, being out of the coma helps too! The big problem is his arm. He can barely stand to move it, but the sling is not easy to put on him properly. Mom is the one that I am worried about, though. She lives for him, and if anything would happen to him, she would follow soon after." "Well, the point of this trip is to relax and not worry so much. I will do what I can to help you to relax, you know that, right?" Mika sighed. "I do, but I feel like I am being selfish here. After all, I get to be with you, not work, and relax and do nothing. It hardly seems fair that I could get so lucky." "I am the one who is lucky. You came here. I get to sleep naked next to a hottie. I also get to watch you sleep." he chuckled. Blushing Mika playfully slapped him and dunked her head under the water. Knowing that they were alone, she groped him and felt his hardness. Her heart raced thinking that this was all hers to play with. Sputtering she surfaced and giggled at him. DW felt her hand wrap around his shaft and he leaned back thinking that they were going to get caught. He felt her straddle him as she kissed him deeply. "this is one horny woman!" he thought. Just a few hours ago they made love and she immediately fell asleep after. It seemed like she was ready again. He figured, well, that is OK. I want to feel her softness again. He pushed her away and breathed deeply. "I am going to the pool. I need to cool down. Coming?" "I will always follow you, my prince. You really are my knight in shining armor. You saved me from insanity so many times, you know that, right?" "You saved me too." "OH MY GAWD THIS IS COLD!" she shrieked as she lowered herself into the regular pool. He agreed, but the coolness felt good washing over his overheated body. She did that to him. His body burned with desire to fuck her right then and there, but spying some new people entering the pool area, he knew that even without the security camera he would have to watch himself with her. After swimming around for a while, switching back and forth between the hot tub and the pool, they finally decided to go back to the room, which was almost directly across the hall. Not having far to walk, they quickly dried off and ran back to the room without putting on their robes. Mika dashed into the bathroom and started the shower. Making sure that the soaps and the shampoo and conditioner were in place, she stripped off her bikini and rinsed it out before jumping in herself. "Hey, DW, why don't you give me your trunks and I will rinse them out so they can dry overnight?" "How about I join you and do it myself?" Giggling, she agreed that this was a fantastic idea. She shampooed her hair while he stripped naked, and was rinsing the soap out of her hair when he stepped into the shower with his wet trunks. Once she finished rinsing they traded places. He rinsed his trunks out as she applied the conditioner to her hair. Watching him soak under the running water was too much for her and she bent down to her knees and sucked his cock into her mouth. Grabbing his ass she sucked deeper and pulled him closer to her and she felt him grow to reach her throat. Feeling the water running down her face and his head in her throat she let a moan. His hands went to the back of her head and he rubbed her hair as the running water rinsed the conditioner out of it while his dick was hardening in her mouth. Day 01 "Mmmmmmmm. That feels good sweetie. We aren't going to get very clean this way, though." She looked up at his and smiled around his rod. "Let's finish rinsing off and head to the bed." She nodded her agreement and the movement made him slide in and out of her mouth, inspiring him to complete their shower even faster. Drying off quickly, he laid her down and lay on top of her. Her wet hair fanned out over the pillows, but he paid no attention. He was busy burying his face between her thighs. Running his hands over her legs, he gently spread them until he saw his target. Gripping her thighs he began his assault. Nipping and licking his way to the wet center of her being. Smelling her spicy scent, he used his tongue to separate the folds hiding her clit. Finding it, he sucked and nibbled on it until he made her squirm. Holding her down, DW slid a finger into her tight pussy. My god she is wet and so tight! he thought. Grabbing the sheets Mika gasped at the intrusion while his tongued danced over the nub that was oh so sensitive. Unable to stand it any longer she grabbed his ears and pulled him up to her mouth while she wrapped her long legs around his waist. Their tongues dancing her hands slid between them to grab his meaty flesh and guide him inside her. He slid home and she arched her back as he filled her pussy to the point of stretching her open. Sighing, she dug her nails into his back to encourage his pounding to increase. She slapped his ass once, then again. "You want to be punished, do you?" DW flipped her over so that she was on top and gripped her meaty breasts. Pumping hard, he squeezed her nipples and twisted them until he felt her juices running down his thighs. She rode him wildly and he smiled at the sight of her breasts swaying and bouncing as she moved her entire body to bring him closer to his orgasm. Feeling himself slide in and out of her hot snatch was heaven on earth, she was so tight and he fit inside her perfectly. No extra room, but yet he could do what he wanted, slow or hard. DW grabbed Mika's hips and pulled her even deeper onto him, she gasped as her clit rubbed against his pubic bone. She was wetter than the last time, and he wanted to keep it going. Grabbing her legs, he spread them further and she rocked on his hips to the point of having spread her juices all over his cock, balls and even spilling onto his thighs and belly. The sounds of the squishing as he pumped in and out and her moans and the smell of sex in the room was just too much and he came hard. Breathing heavily Mika collapsed on his chest and refused to allow them to become separate bodies. Her pussy clenched down on his pulsating cock as he began to become limp. Her body did not want his to leave. She kissed his neck and grinned when he twitched within her. She had not cum and was still wanting more. She knew that he needed time to recuperate, but apparently it wasn't much time at all. Mika slid down his body allowing his penis to leave her pussy only to replace her pussy with her mouth. Grinning evilly she licked the tip while watching DW's reaction. He smiled and put his hand on her head. With only that for encouragement she knew that she had him, by the short and curlies, both literally and figuratively. Giggling at the thought she sucked his rapidly growing member into her mouth. The taste of both of them swirling in her mouth, the smell of her spiciness in her nose. Her hands were busy roaming his body, memorizing each detail of his chest, belly, thighs, shoulders. Mika was in heaven and did not want it to end. His now fully erect penis was shining with her saliva and his balls were slick with her pussy juices. Her chin became so slick that when it slid over his balls with each stroke there was no friction. Using her right hand she pumped his cock, squeezing hard enough to make the head turn purple, but gently enough that it was pure pleasure and not painful for DW. Groaning her need she sat up and looked at him. "Let's play dirty now." "What do you mean?" "Remember the toys that I brought with me? You know, the ones that I was not so sure would make it through the security?" "You mean, you want me to cuff you down so that I am able to do what I want to you?" "Don't you want to?" "Hell YEAH I do! Where are they?" "Still in the front pocket of my suitcase. We are going to need to move the mattress though. The straps go under the mattress so we can really play what we want." Mika giggled. "Ok, you go get the cuffs while I pull up the mattress." Mika opened the front pocket of the suitcase and pulled out the fur lined hand and ankle cuffs along with the straps that came with the set. Straightening it out she went over to the larger than king size bed and put the straps down, then laid them out to make for easy retrieval once the mattress was back in place. In her hand were the fake nipple rings that she had also bought. They clamped onto her nipples in a ring that made it look like she was pierced, but worked as clamps in stimulating her nipples. The blue ball that decorated each one was same color as her eyes, and she turned so that DW could see her. When she put them on she winced because it hurt, but she felt her pussy react to it and she hoped that DW would play with her breasts as they heated up from the pinching on her nipples. Becoming super sensitive any movement was a little painful. She grinned at him as he noticed what she had done. He grinned back. "Those look great! They look real." he then grabbed her and threw her onto the bed and looked her over. "Spread your legs. I want to see you open for me. I am going to do to you what I have been wanting to for a while now." She spread her legs and she felt the soft fur lining around her ankles as he applied the cuffs. Next were her arms. He then adjusted the strap lengths to make it impossible for her escape. Mika struggled, testing the cuffs, and she did not have much room to move. Her nipples burned with the rings and her pussy twitched in anticipation of what was coming next. DW took his time, looked at her, left the room while leaving the door partly open. The bed was around the corner of the room behind the bathroom, but anyone passing by would see her feet, or could walk right in. Mika shivered at the thought. It was delicious. When he came back he was holding a juice box and had a shit-eating-grin on his face. He had filled the ice bucket as well. She looked at it and her heart lurched. He walked to the side of the bed and sat next to her. Mika struggled as much as she could, knowing there was no escape from whatever this man wanted to do to her. DW gently touched her skin, leaving goosebumps wherever he touched. She moaned as he touched her here...there...there...gently, almost tickling her sides and neck. Finally he zoomed in on her breasts. They were getting hot from her nipples being squeezed by the rings, and being as stretched as she was, she could feel her nipples pulling on the metal. When he touched her there it hurt, but felt good at the same time. Her breath quickened and he noticed how her body reacted to this touch. Grabbing her entire meaty breasts in his hands he straddled her. Mika gasped at the sensation of hiss thighs scraping her very sensitive breasts and extremely sensitive nipples. Finally he was doing what she had been wanting him to do. His cock was touching her lips. Looking down at her with an unreadable expression, he smacked her mouth with his member and she closed her eyes and mouth. Feeling pressure on her lips she held her mouth closed. Mika felt him grab her hair and pull, not hard but enough that she knew that he was in charge. Holding her hair like that he ordered her to open her mouth. She refused. Then she felt him hold her nose shut and she knew that this particular battle had been won. Gasping for air she opened her mouth only to feel his bumpy cock slide between her teeth. He was fucking her mouth, and she was loving it. Her tongue slid over his dick as her lips created suction. He moved her head to a different position so that he could slide deeper into her throat. "Un. Mmmm. Ggggg," She moaned around his hot snake. She could feel her breasts hurting from his ass cheeks rubbing over her nipples with each thrust of his hips. DW felt her back try to arch with his weight on her. He smiled. He had her where he wanted her. Pulling his cock out of her mouth he heard her disappointed groan. Mika was gasping for air when he slid back over her already sore tits and straddled her waist. He watched her heavy boobs heaving as she breathed in and out, and smiled. DW reached down and grabbed each breast in a hand and squeezed. Mika gasped and moaned at the pain. She struggled to curl up to protect where he was hurting her, but being restrained she had no choice but to endure. Her breasts had always been sensitive anyway, but with the nipple rings on acting as clamps every sensation was much more intense. She shivered as his fingers roamed over her body leaving cool and hot trails of sensation behind. Finally he put his fingers inside the loops and pulled on them. Her nipples stretched and she shrieked at the intense sensation of pain. "So, this hurts, does it? How about if I do this?" DW asked as he pinched the already sensitive tips. She squealed in pain as he flicked her painful tip then sucked in the other, letting his tongue play with the ring. He put his hand over her pussy and could feel the heat radiating from her core. He slid a finger in and found her not only extremely hot but very slick. DW felt the pussy juice as it ran down her crack and pooled onto the bed. "Wow, you seem pretty wet right now. I think that you really like being restrained and completely at my mercy. I could do whatever it is that I want with you right now and there is not a thing that you can do about it." DW took a washcloth and gagged her with it. "Now you can try to scream, but no one will hear you. Hehehehehehe. What should I do with you now?" The evil look in his eyes made Mika worried about what he was thinking, but she felt that she was ready for anything. DW rummaged through his own luggage and found what he was looking for. With a smile he showed Mika what he held. A pump up dildo and a flogger. Mika's eyes widened at the thought of what he could possibly be thinking with those items. Slowly DW walked around the bed, inspecting how secure that Mika was strapped down. His own member showing his anticipation, he briefly touched himself to show just how hard he was. Very. And dripping his pre-cum. Mika really wanted to lick it off of him, but her mouth was dry from the washcloth and her pussy was wet from anticipation. Mika jumped and her muffled cry could barely be heard when the flogger smacked into her breasts without warning and then was immediately followed up with a crack on her swollen pussy lips. Groaning in pleasure Mika began to breathe heavily. With each breath her nipples burned with the rings clamping on them and then the skin being stretched with each breath. Her pussy felt like it should be wrapped around something, and DW obliged this as if reading her mind. He inserted the dildo into her pussy in one thrust, with a squishy sound to show just how wet she truly was. "MMMMMMMmmmggggggggghhhhhhh!" was all that she could manage around the gag. The flogger made contact with her nipples again and DW held the pump in his hand. He started to pump the dildo up as he alternated between flogging her breasts and her pussy. Mika struggled against the cuffs because she did not think that she could handle any more, but he was relentless. The dildo filled her pussy until it was stretched beyond her endurance, and then he pumped it more. Her breathing came in ragged breaths and the flogger did not let up. Her clit was massaged with the leather straps as her lips were separated even further. Finally DW was satisfied with how wide her pussy was stretched and put the pump down between her thighs. Almost in tears Mika sighed a small sigh of relief. Then he took the handle of the flogger and rubbed in on her clit as he licked and sucked her nipples. Mounting her chest he pushed her sweaty breasts together and pushed his throbbing cock between them and began to titty fuck her. Her sore nipples were being pulled and pinched with each thrust. Mika moaned into the gag and wished for more. Her pussy was stretched so far that she knew that he could not possibly fit anything more into her or pump the dildo any more. She felt like she was opened to the maximum and was loving how his cock felt sliding between her mounds wet with sweat and pre-cum. DW yanked the washcloth from her mouth and after giving her a chance to take one deep breath he slid his cock into her mouth. She felt the head enter her throat. "relax" she thought as she licked his balls when they made it to her mouth. When he withdrew she took a breath and got ready for another thrust of his hips and was shocked when she felt him pump the pump just one more time...two more times...three times...WHAT THE HELL? She thought and would have said but his penis was filling her mouth again. DW watched her eyes as he stretched her pussy even further little by little. He knew that she had never been stretched so far before, and he wondered what else he could do to her. He reached back and gently tugged on the dildo. As wet as she was, it did not seem to want to move easily. She was filled to her max and he got up. Moving to concentrate on her thighs and everything between them, he saw just how wide her pussy was. He got an idea, but to test it out he licked her clit and was rewarded with a sound somewhere between a moan and a gasp of pain. Encouraged with this he teased her pussy, clit, lips, nibbled on her thighs. When he thought she was going to cum he pulled back and grinned at her with an ornery expression. He pulled the dildo out of her aching pussy little by little, even as he continued to lick her clit. When he looked up, he saw that Mika's eyes were rolled to the back of her head and she was unaware of her surroundings. Good. He let the air out of the dildo and when it was small enough he tested her anus. As slick as she was there was no need to use any extra lube and he nudged her hole. It was tight. Between his tongue working on her clit and the relief of not having the giant rubber penis inside her Mika was barely aware of what DW was planning until it was too late. The black rubber slid into her ass with a pop as her sphincter gave way. At first it was too much, but as DW was still licking and sucking her sensitive clit she forgot the pain as she came. He was not done as he kept licking until she became still from exhaustion. She was still hot and ready for more action inside her pussy and he slid in two fingers, then three, then four...then his entire hand. With the dildo stretching her before it did not take much to be able to fit his hand to his wrist into her pussy. Using his hand as a huge cock, he pumped her as he teased her swollen nub with his teeth and tongue. Soon her exhausted body gave in and she came again. Finally not able to take it anymore he withdrew his fist from her over full pussy and slid his cock home. Even though stretched, her kiegle exercises made it seem like she was still as tight as ever as he pumped his hips roughly until he felt his cock grow and then release his jizz into Mika. Mika smiled gently as she could feel his dick rubbing the dildo in her ass as he thrust in and out. She had never felt as full before, and even though she hurt like crazy from her asshole and her pussy both being stretched she could not believe how great it felt. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: "Be careful! I still hurt there, thank you very much!" Mika gasped as DW washed her very sore body. The plush cloth seemed like sandpaper on her extremely sensitive pussy lips and clit and his mouth felt good but hurt on her nipples as he played in the shower with her abused body. The flogger had left faint streaks of pink on her chest and thighs, but the sensitive nipples were on fire from being clamped for so long and for as tightly as she had been left like that. After withdrawing his cum soaked cock from Mika's sore body, DW had left the dildo inside her ass and got dressed to go to the hotel restaurant to order dinner for them. Leaving her bound spread eagle and with a dildo in her ass for the time it took to order their food and bring it back, he had left the door open a crack. Anyone who had passed by could have pushed the door the rest of the way open and seen her completely helpless if they had wanted to. When DW released her bonds she still lay there as if bound, because her body did not want to move. It was similar to having fallen asleep but not quite the same. Before eating their meals DW figured it would be better to allow her time in a hot shower to let her body recuperate enough to be able to sit up and eat comfortably. Mika completely agreed. Her legs were still rubbery, and believe it or not, her pussy wanted more. Even her nipples with had screamed in pain with the restoration of blood to them when the nipple rings were removed seemed to want even more from this man. Mika groaned in pleasure/pain as they finished their quick yet very hot shower and DW helped her to towel dry enough to sit on the bed to eat. DW seemed entirely too pleased with himself to remove the shit eating grin from his face. Their food was delicious and made them both a bit drowsy. Of course it had nothing whatsoever to do with the previous several hours of sex thought Mika when she realized just how exhausted her body was. She still had small convulsions in her strained muscles of her arms and thighs. Mainly from trying to struggle free of her bonds. She knew that as much as her muscles were groaning now that in the morning she would probably cry from the pain. "I wish I had a doughnut to sit on. My god how wide did you get my pussy anyway?" "Well, I did have my entire fist inside you at one point. I think you really enjoyed that since once I started to fuck you with my fist you got even wetter making it easier to slide my fist in and out of you." "Oh my god! Since when have I been loose enough for that?!" Mika cried when she saw that he was serious. "Honey, your muscles were still tight enough that when I put my cock inside of you toward the end after being fisted you still felt as tight as normal. If I had not done it myself and saw how wide I had you I would not have known once I entered you." "Oh DW! That is a relief. As crazy as this sounds, as sore as I am-and I hurt like hell!-I still want to fuck you again." Mika confessed. "Me too, actually. This time we should probably be more gentle, since I do want to have you moving in the morning." DW laughed. His rich baritone evident in his sexy laugh, which made Mika want him again even more. Mika brushed her teeth and gingerly climbed into bed with DW who had been faster at the bedtime ritual than she had been, for obvious reasons. Snuggling under the covers, Mika cuddled with DW and sighed a very satisfied sigh. "This is what I have been looking forward to more than anything else. Just hearing your heartbeat and smelling your unique scent that is all you. I wish that we could do this every night. I know that it can't be, but I truly wish that we could!" Mika confessed. "I wish that we could too. I would sleep better after holding you. We have had a long day, and as much as I want to fuck you again, I am satisfied with staying like this all night. I have been wanting to hold you like this for so long that it hardly seems real that I am now." DW pulled her closer and she felt his strength surrounding her and completely enfolding her into his love. Day 01 Mika's right hand moved over DW's body in a very sensual way as she felt his chest hair, his thighs, his belly, and everything in between as they talked the small talk of a couple in love. Soon her breathing became slow and even as she fell asleep in his arms. DW watched her sleep for a little while before reaching over to darken the room and settling in for the night himself. Smiling he also fell asleep. His last coherent thoughts were, well this was day one. What else do we have in store for us? He couldn't wait to find out. Day 01: Mike I got to class on time that day. I usually show up a little late, but Nicole Downy's cheerleading practice was right before class, so if I show up on time, I get to have a nice little show when she enters the room. Nicole has always been a crush of mine, but on this day she must have skipped the locker room, because she was wearing her two piece cheerleading uniform consisting of a barely existent mini skirt and a top that was practically a bra with buttons. And good god, two of those buttons were undone exposing her giant sweaty cleavage to my blessed eyes. In the back of my mind, I was a little saddened by such a sexual display. I'm not a jock by any stretch, and I have trouble even talking to girls. I'm not ugly per-say, but I don't rake in girls by the dozens either. Because I usually mess it up, I've never spoken to Nicole before. So, while her bursting top and wavy skirt were a sight for sore eyes, I also felt the tinges of being so very alone when I looked at her. Don't get me wrong. I still looked. Of course I still looked. I'm 19 years old and I hadn't had sex in 6 months by this time. I spent so long looking at Nicole even after she sat down that I didn't notice my sister come in and sit down next to me until she hit me to get my attention. "Huh?" "Dad said to give this to you." she said, pushing a laptop toward me on my desk. I was happy that dad was giving me his old laptop because I'm a bit of a computer guy, but I was a little preoccupied at the moment, so I stuttered back a half-apology and continued watching Nicole. Time must have moved on without my knowledge because soon enough it was time to leave. I stayed seated for a minute to watch Nicole trot out of the room and then headed to my car. The ride home was uneventful, so I spent it thinking about what to do with my dad's computer. He had told me the screen wouldn't turn on, so there was probably just a power issue or a broken connection. I figured I could just take out the RAM, hard-drive, and the disk drive and trash the rest. Laptops don't have a lot of reusable components in them due to being so miniaturized. But I could at least be a little helpful and pull my dad's personal files off of it so he didn't lose all his stuff. He would probably want all the vacation photos and music, so I would just shove them onto a flashdrive for him later. Arriving home, I didn't see my mom in any of the windows, so I decided to check out back before going in. Sure enough, she was there in a lounge chair by the pool. She was tanning, like always. She looked to be sleeping, so I headed inside to my room, being a little quieter than usual. I didn't want her to wake up, partly because she was trying to take a nap, and partly because she looked sexy in her tiny bathing suit. On either side of her bikini top, the swells of her breasts were exposed, giving my shorts a nice tent as I ran up the stairs. I sat down at my desk, looking out the window to see my mother still tanning. She looked scrumptious. I took a moment to unscrew the hard-drive and plug it into my computer before returning to my show out the window. All of a sudden, she moved her hands up to top and undid the knots, revealing her large breasts. My excitement was increasing, as evidenced by the tent's extension another few inches. I imagined how it would feel to rub my hand down her chest, cupping those huge mounds, pinching her nipples. Then I realized I was being a bit of a pervert. I mean, my mom has got to be 40 years old. She's not interested in this kind of thing anymore, I thought. A noise came from my computer that broke my concentration. The hard-drive was opened. Sweet, I just gained a couple hundred gigabytes of storage, I thought. I was going through a few folders to gather my dad's personal files when I ran into an archive that looked to be massive. It was at least a few gigs. It was labeled simply "Private". I didn't even think twice about looking into it. And boy, am I glad I did. Splayed across my screen were rows and rows of photos of my mom. Some were tasteful, with her in a maid costume or a nun outfit. Others got pretty racy, including some that had her completely naked, sucking the cock of a man, who I assume was my father. There had to be thousands of these things. They must have been collecting them for years. I scrolled and scrolled, admiring my mother's large breasts, long legs, and shaved cunt spread open and impaled in every position imaginable. I had apparently misjudged my old mom. She was still very into sex and being naughty with my father. Or at least she had been. The pictures were dated, some years ago, but the dates on the pictures had stopped about 8 months before. I felt a little bad for my mom, going so long without sex. She was still very attractive, with little to no sagging in her breasts, and still very thin. I couldn't imagine why my dad had gotten tired of her. I for one would cherish and fuck a body as nice as hers every day. And, now that I had years of her intimate pictures, I was going to. Looking out the window, I surveyed all the skin she had exposed that was now mine for the taking. Within the picture folder there was also a folder full of videos, about 20 of them, all over 10 minutes long. Clicking on the first one, I watched as my mother talked to my dad in bed. He was insisting that they film themselves having sex and she was acting a little shy. After some length of convincing, she agreed to try it just this once. My dad can be very convincing at times. He usually gets what he wants, whether he asks for it or just takes it, so I understood when the image of my mom on my screen took the straps of her silk negligee and moved them down her arms. Once again, I was staring at my mother's beautiful globes, now being rubbed and touched all over by my father's hands. She let him play around for a minute and then leaned forward and pulled down his underwear, where he now focused the camera. She took his cock into her mouth instinctively and took him in all the way to his balls without gagging. I guess my mom is pretty good at sucking a cock. I'll have to remember that, I thought. I paused the video and looked out at her again. She had replaced her top and sat up, obviously expecting me to be home any minute. Quickly, I typed up and printed some papers and started a password protected upload. Then, I ran down the stairs to the back door. After psyching myself up for a moment, I walked out the sliding glass door to meet my mother. "Hey Mike," she asked as I sat down next to her, "would you mind doing my back?" "Sure mom." I said, moving over to grab the sun tan lotion. She flipped over onto her back and I was greeted with her round ass. She reached up behind her and pulled her top so it would release and she could tan her back. This also had the effect of exposing the sides of her breasts to my hungry eyes. I was so horny that I just decided to go for it. I hopped up on her chair, straddling her waist in one fluid motion. "Um, Mike. What are you doing, honey?" "I'm just getting a better angle, mom, don't worry about it." "Okay, I guess. Just be gentle." she responded, obviously feeling a bit awkward with her son on top of her. I like to think she was also a little turned on by having someone straddle her like that. I squeezed out some of the lotion onto her back and started rubbing slowly. First I rubbed it into her shoulder blades, following their shape down to her spine, where I caressed her sides slowly and with increasing pressure. From her hips, I worked my way up her sides, rubbing in small circles. I was gradually moving up to her breasts, on either side of her body. Then suddenly my fingers met her side boob, massaging lightly. She didn't seem to notice or mind, so I started to rub harder. She let out a little moan that let me know she was enjoying herself, so I scooted my legs back bit by bit until I was seated down below her hips, leaning into her ample butt cheeks. My cock was almost bursting from my shorts to meet her barely covered ass cheeks. I continued my assault on her breasts, getting more bold with each rub and reaching further under her chest until I found her nipples. I grabbed her hard nipples, pinching, pulling them while I ground my cock in between her cheeks. She moaned another time, but then sat up and shoved me back a little. Covering her breasts with her hands, she blurted out, "What are you doing!? I'm your mother. You don't do those things with your mom, Michael." I was disappointed, but not discouraged. "But mom, I know you want my cock. I know you'd take any cock that came your way. You're being neglected sexually, I can tell." She looked shocked, but I could also tell she agreed with me. "Mike, do not touch me ever again, understand? I do not want you to touch me and you WILL not speak to me like that." Despite her insistence, she glanced several times at the tent in my shorts while talking. "I think I will. In fact, I think you're going to take off your top and suck my cock right now. I think you want to, even need to. I think you're barely holding yourself back from fucking me right now. But most of all, I know that if you don't do exactly what I say, in 2 hours, every sexy photo and video you've made in the last 6 years will be automatically uploaded to the internet. Everyone will see them. Your parents, your friends, the mailman. And all you have to do to avoid that is give in. Come here and show me your pretty tits, mom." At this, my mother was speechless. I could see her face deliberating, trying to decide whether I was lying or not. And then suddenly a look of realization was on her face. "That's right, mom. The laptop." I said, handing her a full page print of her sucking my father's cock. The moment of truth. For another second, she did nothing, but then she stood up slowly and sat down on my lounge chair. Her hands had dropped to her sides, leaving her breasts out in the open. Her head was sunk low with shame. Then, her eyes came up to meet mine. "You can never tell your father about this. I told him that I deleted all of those videos and photos. I didn't want him to know how much I enjoyed them. I didn't want him to think..." I didn't let her finish her sentence, instead standing up to pull down my shorts. Sitting there with a huge bulge in her face, my mother's eyes grew wide and she started breathing heavily. Even as she reached up to remove my boxers, she continued to feign protest. "We can't do this, Mike." "Yes we can, mom." I responded when my cock bounced out of my underwear, hitting her lightly on the cheek. She caressed it lightly before taking the whole shaft in her hand. She broke her death stare on my member to plead to me with her eyes. "Mike, this is wrong. It's incest." she said, all the while stroking my hard cock up and down. Her pace increased without any further insistence from me. It felt amazing having her hand slide over my dick. I was determined to make this happen over and over. I didn't even have to tell her to put it in her mouth. She started licking and sucking all by herself, swallowing it down to the base while tickling my balls with her tongue. Every third stroke or so, she'd stick my member into her cheek sideways and suck it that way, making a popping noise when she removed it. She was getting really into sucking me off. I moaned and nearly came right there when she took my down her throat. I was overwhelmed with sensation. Without thinking, I grabbed hold of her head and forced myself deeper into her, face fucking her with abandon. My cock was buried in her throat as far as it would go and I was thrusting it with such ferocity and lust that she was gagging over and over. I couldn't hold out any longer. I needed to nut. Shoving my dick deep into her mouth, I came bullets. It felt like my life was draining out through my crotch. I very nearly fainted from pleasure. My cum just kept coming, filling her throat multiple times, but no matter how much baby juice I pumped into her, she managed to swallow it all down. When I let her off of my dick, she collapsed back onto the chair, exhausted. I watched her disheveled breathing for a moment, glancing over her sweaty frame, her exposed breasts, with her top still hanging from her neck. Her hair was a mess and her mouth was still open as she panted trying to catch her breath. I leaned in and gave her a kiss on the head and set down another piece of paper. She sat up just enough to read it. "CONGRATULATIONS! You've earned another 12 hours!" Day 01: Sandy I woke up late again. At this point in the semester, I still wasn't adjusted to my class schedule, being only 18 and a new student, so I only had about 10 minutes to get ready and to class. I would have preferred to put on more clothes before running off to the bathroom, but I was scared as hell of being yelled at by Mr Wilder, so I ended up scampering to the bathroom in a bra and panties. Of course, with my luck, my dad was in the hallway at the time, so I very nearly smashed right into him on my way. I tried to go around him, but we fumbled for a moment, so dad just grabbed my hips and moved me around him. My dad is take-charge like that. For a moment, his hands seemed to linger on my waist, but a second later he continued down the hall. Anyway, I needed to get showered so I ran into the bathroom and turned on the water. I had just pulled down my panties and unclasped my bra when I heard a little knock on the door. I pulled the door open a tad to find my dad there. "Yeah dad?" He was holding a laptop in his hand. "Hey Sandy, Mike already left for class. I was meaning to give him my old laptop. It stopped working the other day, so I figured he could play around with it." At this point, I was 5 minutes late, so I just hurried him off and told him to leave it by the door. Closing the door, I saw myself in the mirror and realized how much I had just flashed my father. My 36DD tits were exposed entirely by the bra hanging from my arms, and the angle I was standing spread my legs just enough to show off my pretty little pussy. I felt a little naughty, but it was an accident, so I just moved on with my shower. I managed to run out the door without a wardrobe malfunction, making sure to grab the laptop for Mike. I showed up to class about 10 minutes late and found my older brother near the middle. He'd saved me my usual seat. "Mike, dad wanted me to give this to you." I said, but my words went unnoticed judging by his continuing stare down the row. Once again, my brother was ignoring Mr Wilder's lecture in favor of trying to peek at Nicole Downy's skimpy cheerleader uniform. It was very provocative, indeed, but I still needed to give him the dang laptop, so I shoved him a little. "Dad said to give this to you." I offered. "Thanks." he said, returning to his personified porn. I tried to follow along with the lecture, but it's hard when Mr Wilder looks at you like a pin up doll in a magazine. Throughout the class, he walked back and forth in front of us, stealing glances up my skirt and occasionally taking the lecture down an aisle for a peek at my breasts. I couldn't really focus, but I managed to take some basic notes and called it a day. I had to get ready for a movie with my boyfriend Jason. Now, I'm a virgin. I've been with girls, I've kissed, and I've done plenty of touching, but I've never seen a guy's dick. Well, at least not before that day. Jason and I went to see a movie about some action hero jumping over cars and about halfway through, he started kissing my neck. I didn't mind at all. I love being kissed on the neck. We started getting a little heavier, and his hands gravitated down to my skirt. I tried to push him away like I always do, but he was very insistent, so I let it slide a little bit. Before long, his hand was under my shirt while the other explored on top of my panties. I was feeling good to be honest, although the sensations were new, they felt pretty okay. It was when Jason tried to feel under my panties I called it quits. I told him that I wasn't ready for that sort of thing. In fact, I told him several times, but his fingers managed to find their way into me anyway. I felt a twinge of pleasure when he got them in, but enough was enough. I stood up and walked out of the theater feeling flustered. The lobby was crowded, so I walked outside for some fresh air. I was sitting down by the fountain when I suddenly spotted my dad walking by in the crowd. I almost shouted to him, but then I saw who he was with. On his arm was a very tall, very blonde, very slutty looking woman who was certainly NOT my mother. This was bad. I decided I needed to follow them, for mom's sake, and we three headed down the alley on the side of the theater. Trying to stay hidden, I saw them go into the theater through a propped open door. I snuck silently, well as silently as possible, into the theater where I saw them go into another, much smaller room. There were a lot of these little rooms lined up against the wall, each with a number and a box of tissues attached to the door. The one they'd gone into also said "Occupied" in little red letters. I had no idea what this place was or why they were here, but I had to investigate further, so I went over by their door and tried to listen. I heard some muffled noises, but I couldn't tell what was happening. Then an idea came to me. Maybe if I got in the stall next to them, I could hear what they were talking about. So, I looked around for people, and finding nobody, I walked into the next stall. I was not prepared for what I saw. On the left side of this stall was a big window that showed me the inside of the next cell. My father and that blonde woman were sitting on a bench, her straddling him, and her breasts were pulled out of her top. The whore wasn't wearing a bra. I locked the stall and sat down on my own bench, waiting for them to notice me and explain themselves. But, after a couple minutes, I realized the glass was one-way, and by that time my dad's shirt and tie were on the ground. He started to lick and suck on her breasts in ways that made her moan loudly. He tugged on her nipples while rubbing her thighs against his crotch. She seemed to be enjoying herself very much. All in a moment, they began quickly undressing. The woman leaned over, pulling her dress up and her panties down, oddly enough in my direction. I got a good look at her pussy, glistening and wet from the foreplay my father had been giving her. I was so focused on her stripping down, I was surprised to glance over at my dad just as he unveiled his massive hard-on. It had to be at least 8 inches long, and it didn't look fully up yet. I'm sorry to admit, or at least I was then, that I felt something stirring in my panties at the sight of my dad's dick. It was massive and shaved bare. I let out a little moan when the woman with him kneeled down to grab onto his penis. She stroked it slowly, licking her lips and staring into his eyes. Her hand was so small in comparison with his cock, it was almost comical. I realized then that my hands were rubbing my thighs without my express approval. Without noticing, I'd hiked up my skirt to my hips and started to stroke my inner thigh with lust. Now that I was doing it intentionally, my strokes got nearer and nearer my panties, until I was pushing little folds of silk into my hole while I moaned lightly. I looked back to my father, cheating on my mom within feet of his daughter, and I quickened my pace. It felt so naughty knowing that he couldn't see me. Knowing his disgusting secret was mine, and I was about to watch him fuck this blonde bimbo without his knowledge. My juices were running down my leg and soaking my panties, so I pulled them down and tossed them away. The blonde had moved onto rubbing the tip of his cock over her nipples, and then suddenly she took his whole length down her throat. She bobbed up and down quickly, pausing every few moments to inhale. She scarfed his dick down, the little whore. I could see the outline of his cock inside her neck each time she sucked it in again. Her tongue was stuck out on the underside of his shaft, tickling his balls each time she bottomed out. On they went, gagging and slurping until my dad stood up suddenly. His hands went to her head and pulled him into her, thrusting over and over deeper into her throat. He face-fucked her for another minute before pulling out and slapping her around a bit with his massive dick. It looked fully grown now, and was probably 10 inches long. I was panting and moaning this whole time teasing and prodding my little pussy. At some point, my button up and bra had made their way to the floor too, so that I was naked except for my skirt and boots. Naughty me. My dad laid down on the bench with his feet toward me and pulled the slut to him. She instinctively jumped on his cock and sunk down a little over halfway. Using her legs to pump, she slid up and down, riding his cock slowly, obviously enjoying herself. She threw her head back and closed her eyes a moment. Apparently my dad saw that as the moment to grab her hips and force her down on his dick. She screamed with the whole thing inside of her, but she fucking loved it, I could tell. His man meat was jammed up into her far enough to tickle her tits and she was once again fucking him with abandon. I too, was getting fucked. My fingers, first one, then two, were jammed up inside me, tickling my insides. I was riding high, cumming hard, and not for the first time that night. I came down from my self-gratification and saw that they had switched positions. My dad had shoved her up against the glass and entered her from behind, possibly in her asshole, and was now thrusting her tits flat against the glass with his crotch. I was curious how she felt with that big dick up in her vagina. And lucky for me, there was an easy place nearby that I could find one. These two probably wouldn't finish any time soon, so I unlocked the door and moved over one stall. As soon as I entered, a dick was shoved through a hole in the wall. Now, I was naively expecting an in-person type meeting, but the cock that sprouted out was large and I was very curious about it. I moved the bench so that I could sit under it and it twitched in my face. It took me a few moments to gather myself for the task at hand, but in a few seconds, my fingers were wrapped around the warm shaft in front of me. It was softer than I expected, but at the same time it was very hard. I stroked it a few times, then rubbed my little finger over the head. I had to. I had to take it in my mouth. At first it was a cautious lick. As if it was going to hurt me for tasting it. But then, relieved by the pleasant taste, I closed my lips around the head. I stuck my tongue out like I'd watched the whore do and teased little circles around it before diving back in, this time a lot deeper. My mouth was full of man meat and I was so fucking wet. I hadn't even thought to put my shirt back on before leaving the first stall, so I had easy access to pinch and pull at my nipples. Apparently, the mystery cock had enjoyed my work, because it came all of a sudden into my mouth with a grunt and a moan. I was surprised, but it tasted good. I licked it off the cock sticking out in front of me, but in another moment it was gone. When I turned to get my shirt and undergarments from the next stall, I noticed the door was open. God, I was becoming a real slut. I was so preoccupied with the dick that I had forgotten to close the door. Anybody could have been watching me. I'm naughty. But so is my cheating father. Day 02 Pt. 01 DW slept for a few hours before he woke up to find himself covered in womanly flesh and most definitely aroused. He smiled into Mika's face and wondered how on earth he was going to be able to walk after this trip. Then it hit him, there was a hot tub across the hallway. Perfect place to relax sore muscles and to possibly play, giving the security guard in charge of the video camera something to watch. He chuckled to himself thinking of what expression the guard would have if They were to engage in full on sexual activity in the pool area. Would he just eat popcorn and watch, or would he stop them? Mika saw DW's smile and giggled. "Good morning, love." She had her hand wrapped around his erection and squeezed slightly to show that she knew how good of a morning...no how GREAT of a morning it was. Only, it wasn't sunrise yet. Apparently Mika had enough sleep and was ready for round two. Mika groaned a bit as her achy muscles protested moving so soon after being restrained and then straining mightily against her bonds, but she knew that the reward would be more than worth the pain. This time she wanted to set the pace and make it last longer and be more sensual rather than rutting. Working her way down his body, her tongue ignited fires within his skin that only she could quench. Her cool fingers following her mouth, Mika touched and tasted her way down DW's chest, feeling the chest hairs scratch against her tongue and tickle her fingers. She found a nipple and he inhaled sharply as she used her tongue to play with it. He soon had two erect nipples which were becoming more and more sensitive with each nip. Rolling his left nipple between her teeth, she pinched his right one. He arched his back and Mika giggled into his warm skin. Not letting DW move his body much more than up and down, she controlled his emotions. It was a roller coaster ride with the eagerness of her wanting him, and then just as he was going to take over, she would decrease the speed, the pressure, whatever it was that took him to the edge of reason. Raking her nails down his sides and hips she left a total of 8 red trails that ended on the tops of his thighs where she gripped him tightly as if to say 'you are under MY control now'. She moved even lower, very slowly, almost agonizingly slow, until her tongue dipped into his belly button. The warmth felt good, but it still tickled a bit. But somehow, it was erotic enough to command his penis to become even more fully erect than he had been before. Straining within his own skin, he felt as if she were going to cause his skin to part down the middle of his cock before she would finally wrap her mouth around his dick to control the need. His need. Her need. They were both huge piles of wants and desires being encouraged to become huge flames of action with Mika controlling the height in which they soared. Mika could feel his hot cock trembling in anticipation before she even wrapped her cool hand around him. His skin was so hot that she felt like he would burn her. Wanting to fan the flames even more, she cupped his balls and licked the tip of his head. His precum glistened in the light of the lamp seconds before her mouth began its assault on his sexual core. He gasped as her hot mouth enveloped his manhood all the way to the hilt, his head in her throat and her tongue licking up and down the sides of his dick. Her nose in his pubic hair and her chin touching his balls he felt her deliberately relax her throat to stop the gag reflex before her fingers started to dance to a slow tune with his balls. DW could feel the pace slowly quicken as she become more and more aroused from his body invading hers, even though she was the one who started it, controlled it, welcomed it. Soon he could feel himself straddling the edge of the precipice. On one side was the release that his body wanted, no, needed. Had to have. On the other side was the sweet feeling of being touched and loved and even held back from releasing his pent up need. Both were heaven and he did not care which side he was on, as long as he was there, with her. Mika could feel his cock twitching in her mouth and she pulled back enough to allow his spear to almost completely exit her mouth, but the head still remained in her mouth as she sucked until her cheeks were sunken in and his cock felt like it was going to burst free from his skin. DW moaned in pleasure and then disappointment when he heard the POP from his cock pulling free from the vacuum that was her mouth. Mika licked her lips as she savored the sight before her. A gloriously hard and hot cock in her face, the smell of her man with each breath she took, and the feel of his skin so warm and inviting with each touch. He was really there, for real. Not in her imagination this time, but in the flesh, his wonderful oh so tasty flesh. She sighed as she nipped at his inner thighs and gripped his hips to hold him in place as she slowly sucked and nipped her way back to his mouth by way of his hips, belly, nipples, neck and finally his lips. "You taste so good, I don't want to ever let you go. I want your scent covering my body in reminder that even when I am not right next to you, you are mine and I am yours." Mika told him. Then she straddled his hips and slowly, seemingly taking an eternity, she impaled herself onto his cock, combining them as one. With an evil grin, she turned around until she was facing his feet before leaning over until her breasts rubbed each knee with each movement. He watched himself entering her pussy, noticing the slick wetness dripping from her aroused womanhood. She was practically dripping like a leaky hose over his body, he could feel his thighs getting slippery with his sweat and her pussy juices. He could not stand it any longer and grabbed her hips and thrust deeply into her welcoming pussy. Smiling in satisfaction Mika grunted her approval as she felt his cockhead slam against her cervix. It hurt, felt like he was going to thrust himself through her stomach, but she wanted it to hurt like that. It felt too good, she was too wanton to back down now, and she dug her nails into his legs as she rode him hard. DW slipped a finger into her ass, slipping in easily once his finger was covered in her juices. Her pussy felt the intrusion through the thin wall separating her vaginal canal from her ass. Pumping hard and fast DW felt her sphincter relax and inserted another finger, with each thrust using his middle and index fingers to fuck her in the ass. He felt her tighten around both his fingers and his cock. Mika rubbed her clit with her right hand as her left cupped and rolled his balls. She could feel her pussy twitching in anticipation of an orgasm. But DW spoiled that by taking his fingers out of her ass and grabbing her hips. "Turn around, I want to see you as I enter your ass. I want to see how turned on you become as I fuck you and finger you at the same time." Mika groaned but did as she was told. She wanted him in her ass as much as he wanted to be there. She guided his dick to her brown star and slowly let him slide in. feeling like she was being torn apart the pain was sharp but brief. Once his dick was inside her entirely, she simply sat there. Impaled on his cock, feeling his hands roam over her pussy and thighs. Circling the tiny nub he caused tiny little shocks to make her pussy twitch around nothing, until he stuck 3 fingers inside her without warning. "UHhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnn! My God! I am so full that I can't stand it! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...Yes! Fuck me baby!" DW slid a fourth finger inside her sopping wet pussy and used his thumb to circle her clit as he began to pump her ass. Slowly at first to let her get used to it then more aggressively until he was pistoning in and out of her ass and pussy causing her to scream her release. Her pussy flooding his hand with juices as she came hard and long. Their sweat covered bodies slapping together until her limp body could not take any more with her third orgasm and his first. He grunted his release as he filled her ass with his cum. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: "Good morning for real, this time. The sun is up and it is time to eat. Do you want room service or do you want to go to the restaurant?" Smiling a sleepy smile Mika opened her eyes as she stretched herself awake. Her muscles groaned, her pussy and ass felt violated, but her heart was content. "Ummmm, how about we shower then go eat?" "I like that plan. Where to after that? We can go sightseeing or a movie or shopping or we can come back here and enjoy the pool and hot tub. Up to you." "I think that a movie would be nice. We can pretend that we are teenagers in the dark, hehehe. Any in particular that you want to see?" DW named an action adventure and Mika agreed. Since the movie theater would not open until noon, they took their time in the shower, enjoying the act of washing each other off; Mika even sucked his dick until he came on her face like bukkake in the shower before washing his jizz off under the spray. Soon they were filling their bellies with pancakes, sausage, bacon, home fries, toast, OJ and coffee. DW swore that he never ate so much for breakfast before, Mika reminded him that she burned off a lot of calories for him, he needed to replace them if he was going to keep up with her. She filled up on her meal, loving every second of their first breakfast together in a long long time. "I told you, come hell or high water, I was going to make it here, and I did! Through a snowstorm that shut down two airports and a scary ride to even get to the airport, I knew that I just HAD to get to you. Now it is up to you to just fuck me until I drop, then fuck me some more." Mika giggled. DW's jaw dropped. He did not expect such a direct statement in a public restaurant during breakfast. Then he laughed. "You sure do know how to shock someone while they are eating!" "Well, did you want me to beat around the bush?" "No, that is MY job to beat YOUR bush. I think that I am going to shave it all off. Make you smooth like a baby before I lick you into submission.." "Hmmm, you are picking up on my wants. How about we go test your theory of how much you can make me cum in one day and skip the movie for now?" "Not a bad idea. Are you sure that you are up to it?" "Absolutely. Do you think we will make it back to the room fast enough?" Mika said as she dropped some bills onto the table, enough for the meals and the tip. She then turned quickly leading the way to the room, almost breaking into a run. Racing her as much as himself DW grabbed a giggling Mika just as they reached the door, his keycard already in hand as he reached around her to insert it into the slot. The light turned green, but not before Mika turned into DW's kiss. Still connected at the mouth, they entered the room and DW threw Mika to the bed. He quickly took off her clothes until she lie before him, beautiful in her nakedness. Before she could react he clamped her wrists into the cuffs still in position from the night before, then he grabbed her ankles and had her spread eagled before his gaze. She squealed in surprise as she realized that he had tricked her into becoming the helpless victim. He left her there as he whistled a nameless tune while gathering and preparing for his next action. Warming up the water, he found a bucket in which to fill with the warm water for use with the razor and shaving cream that he grabbed, along with a towel and a washcloth. Hearing the water, Mika knew what he was going to do, and she was not sure how it would turn out. He had never shaved her before. How much was he going to shave off? A Brazilian shave, or all of it? Maybe just a touch up to what she had already done the day before. DW walked to the bed and stared intently at her pussy. He wanted to lick her until she cried his name, but even more than that he needed to shave her. Licking his lips, he set everything down and put the towel under her ass, with the straps giving just enough to allow her to help him raise her hips enough to allow the towel to fit under her. Then he sat on the bed between her legs. He used the washcloth to wet her down, the crease of her thigh, her thighs, her pussy lips, her pubic mound, everything. Then he squirted the white mousse into his palm and spread it slowly over her pussy and thighs. Careful not to injure her skin, he slowly began to shave her thighs first. DW worked his way to her pussy lips, then the rest of her pubic hair was gone. Using the warm washcloth, he wiped her clean of loose hairs, shaving cream, and anything else that she might have on her body. "Hmmm, not done yet, my sweet. I love how it looks, but I missed a spot. I am going to have to flip you over and shave the backside of you." He turned her over and re-cuffed her spread eagle style, which helped to spread her cheeks and lips. Perfect for shaving in her nooks and crannies. He got her wet again, and again applied the shave cream. Shaving the remainder of her pubic hair off, she resembled a pre-adolescent child. He was hard from the beginning, but as he wiped her clean, he noticed that she was wet and not from the water which had now cooled. Without a word he left her there, in that position while he took the ice bucket to fill it. He had an idea. Mika heard him leave and struggled to move. Not knowing if he left the door open, she felt vulnerable. She heard the door open again and felt the bed sink when he sat next to her, but she was still not able to see him clearly as she could only turn her head so far. Soon she felt the first ice cube enter her hot pussy, melting it immediately. He slipped in another. Gasping and shrieking in surprise and cold, she tried to protest the ice. DW covered her mouth with his hand before rummaging around until he found her panties. Stuffing them into her mouth he was able to use both hands again to assault her body. Another ice cube trailed her ass crack before entering her pussy after the first two. Then another was pressed against her clit and she jerked in shock as he held it there. Grunting into her panties she tried to beg him to stop, but it did not help her at all. Then she felt something hot and wet sliding in her crack before she realized that he was licking her puckered hole. The hot tongue and the ice on her clit made her cry in frustration. She wanted him inside her pussy, but he was taking too long. DW stuck a finger in her ass and it was still loose form when he fucked her earlier. He stuck in another, sliding them in and out of her ass. She arched her back and raised her ass as much as the bonds would allow. She looked beautiful. Tempting, at his mercy. He took off his clothes and thought of another idea. Actually two. He found the nipple rings and reaching under her chest, he pulled her hair to make her raise her head and chest. Realizing what he wanted she kept herself raised like that until he put on the nipple rings. Her clit tingled with the sensation. Her pussy got wetter. Then he put on a blindfold. When she laid her head back down, the nipple rings moved on her nipples in a painfully erotic way. DW did not tell her, but he had brought his own toys to play with her. She heard the zipper of his luggage and wondered what he was doing. The first thing she felt was the sting of a flogger as it slapped her ass cheeks and wrapped slightly into her pussy crack. DW repeated this until her back and cheeks were red and sensitive to the touch. Her skin hot and swollen. Then he took the handle of the flogger and inserted it into her pussy. She looked like a dream, so in his control, yet so proud in her bearing. Other than faint grunting with each hit, she had not made a sound yet, but that was about to change. Mika could feel something trying to enter her ass, and when she realized what it was, she gasped in shock...well as much as she could with the gag. He was inserting anal beads into her ass. Then she felt something rubbing her clit at the same time. It was cold and hard. As the fourth bead entered her she felt the pressure of a clamp on her clit. Moaning in ecstasy Mika could only hope she made it to the end of this ride. DW stood up and looked at his handiwork. Satisfied, he grabbed the digital camera and began to take pictures. Whole body shots for the overview of what he did, then close ups of everything. The anal beads hanging out of her ass, the flogger trailing form her pussy, he even moved the dangling ends for a better view of the clamp that he put onto her clit. He even made Mika stretch up until her breasts were exposed and he took a picture of her nipple rings and blindfolded face. As DW was clicking the camera, Mika could feel her breathing become quicker and quicker. She could hear each click, imagine each flash as he took pictures of her bondage. DW put the camera down and told her that he had a gift for her. Pulling her hair he raised her head again, and she felt a necklace, no, a collar being put around her neck. Wimpering she could feel her pussy tighten around the handle and make it become slippery with her overflowing juices. Not missing anything, DW took more pictures of her collar and the new juices flowing from around the flogger to drip onto the bed. He slowly moved the handle in and out, the rough handle making her quiver in need. Soon she was straining against the cuffs as she came. Unknown to Mika, DW had set up the video camera to catch the action. Not able to take it anymore, DW pulled the flogger from her pussy and climbed onto the bed on top of her. She could feel his body pressing the last bead into her ass with a POP and his cock slide into her pussy with ease. Unable to take it, he rammed her hard, fucking her like the slave that she was. The cuffs pulled her ankles and wrists as he pumped her so hard that he moved her body from the force. The nipple rings pulled on her nipples causing her clit to heat up, which made it more sensitive to the fact that she had a clamp on her clit, which was moved with each powerful thrust of Dws body. He paused, which made Mika think that he was cumming, but then she realized, no, he was not. He was taking the anal beads from her ass only to quickly slide from her pussy to her ass. With no way to restrict his movement he slammed full tilt into her ass. She had to endure the fucking of her ass without comment, since she was unable to utter a word. The clamp on her clit was working its way loose with each thrust, and she could feel it pinching until it popped off. The relief was shortlived as DW realized she no longer had her clit clamped, so he reached under her and pinched her clit with his fingers. With her ass being filled and her clit being pinched and her nipples being pinched by the rings, she was close to cumming yet again, and she knew that DW could feel it. She was clamping down on him and trying to suck him into her ass even as she came hard. Bucking up to meet him as best she could, she was able to stimulate her breasts and pussy even more as he slammed mercilessly into her ass. ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Mika was exhausted and fell asleep, still bound and with the nipple clamps in place. DW left her bound and lay next to her. Her back glistening with sweat and his chest heaving with effort. She had cum a total of four times, he had cum twice. He knew what he was going to try later on that afternoon. His grin was decidedly evil. Day 2 That night, after his little "show" of domination, he spent the next couple of hours making the slowest, sweetest love to me. He kissed, caressed, loved every single inch of my body. Then, I curled up in his arms and went to sleep, sleeping the best I've ever slept in my life. The next morning, I woke in the grips of fear. I was in a strange room, naked, tied face down, spread-eagle on a strange bed. As the cobwebs of sleep cleared from my head, I remembered the previous night and his promise of punishment. I raised my head the best I could, looking around, but the room was empty. I called out his name, but didn't get a response. I tested my bonds, but my hands and feet were tied tightly, stretching my body as far as it would go. I lay there for what felt like hours (though, when I checked the clock it had only been about 15 minutes) and I heard the door open. I couldn't believe he actually went somewhere, leaving me here tied to the bed. I lay quietly, with one eye on the open door. I could hear him in the kitchen. My heart was pounding, as I waited to see what he had in store for me. It got quiet, and I was holding my breath as I watched the door. Just then, I saw him peek around the corner. He remained behind the door, looking in at me, with a small smile on his face, "You awake?" "Yes, are you just going to leave me here like this?" I asked, trying to sound pitiful. "For now," and with that, he disappeared again. My mouth dropped in shock. I jerked my body as far as I could possibly move it. I started searching the room and noticed the computer behind me, and the webcam hooked up to it. I pressed my face into the bed, grinning. I started picturing him sitting in the other room, watching me from his laptop. I closed my eyes, picturing him looking up my bare legs, across my ass, up my back. The more I thought about it, the more excited I got. I pressed my body hard into the bed, oh, how I needed to be touched. I twisted and rubbed against the bed, raising my hips occasionally so he could see the moisture gathering on my smooth, shaved lips. I screamed with complete and total frustration as my body went limp. After laying there for a few minutes, my face pressed into the bed, I felt something warm pouring onto my back. I shouted, as I looked up to see him standing beside me. I hadn't even heard him come in the room. He was holding a bottle of oil that he had warmed up and was pouring it up and down my back, all the way down my legs. He set the bottle on the table by the bed, and started spreading the oil all over the back of my body. His hand stopping against my soft lips, spreading them, slipping his fingers between them to rub my clit. I moaned and he asked, "Are you enjoying this?" I moaned in agreement and he slapped my ass so hard. Then he climbed on top of me, laying his body on top of me, sliding easily up and down the oil on my back. I feel his hardness growing against my clit, his body pressing mine into the bed. He grabbed my hair, jerking my head back, just as the head of his dick slipped between my lips, sliding easily into my soaking wet pussy. He held my head stretched back so far, I was having difficulty breathing. He fucked me harder and faster, pounding me hard into the mattress. Tears danced on my eyelashes while my body was overcome with the greatest pleasure. He felt my pussy tighten slightly, signaling to him that I was about to cum, and he suddenly pulled out of me, denying me that release. My body lay cold on the bed, every ounce of me screaming from deep within, but I was unable to touch myself and he wouldn't give me that satisfaction. He sat back watching me, and when my body had relaxed enough, given up on reaching that climax, he climbed back on top of me. Just as his dick slid completely inside me, he bit down on the nape of my neck. My entire body shuddered under him, such a mix of pain and pleasure coursed through me. His teeth dug into my neck, shoulders, arms, as he once again fucked me hard just until he felt me tighten, and again, left me screaming and begging for release. I fought against my bonds even harder, screaming and jerking my body in every direction. My heart pounding, my body desperately needing his touch. I struggled and fought until I was completely exhausted. I lay limply, panting, unable to even move anymore. He reached over and untied my hands. Even though they were released, I was too tired to move my arms, they lay right where they were. I felt as he untied my feet also, but I remained laying, sprawled out on the bed, still trying to catch my breath. He slid my legs together, and rolled me over to my side, moved my arms down, and laid down facing me. I looked into his eyes, so full of love and tenderness, wondering if that much love was reflecting from my own eyes back at him. I doubted it because I was so tired from struggling. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me tight against him as he kissed me softly. I finally managed to gather enough energy to wrap my arms around his neck as I kissed him back. "I know just what you need," he said, as he pushed me over onto my back. His kisses started trailing down my body, as his hands slid my legs apart. As his lips kissed the shaved area just above where my lips started, my body shuddered under him. He slipped between my legs, his lips and tongue sucking and licking my clit with an unbridled hunger. His tongue reaching inside my pussy to lick out my sweet juices. Faster and harder he continued licking and sucking until I screamed as I was finally able to achieve that sweet, sweet release that my body had been aching for all morning. He continued until he was sure he had licked up all he could. My body jerking under his mouth. Again, I was limp, this time lost to sweet oblivion. His lips moved slowly up my body until he lay on top of me, kissing me, me tasting myself on his lips. I moaned softly as he rolled to my side, pulling me tight against him, and cradled my head against his chest. I couldn't help but wonder if he had any other "punishments" planned for me while I was here as I drifted off to sleep again. Day 30 of the Purple Ass Rash Clqclq wrapped his appendages around his qoxj. The gesture betrayed how angry he was. Nobody, absolutely nobody, had the right to tell him to quit his endeavor. Hell, he was the Upper Slrf, wasn't he? The Upper Slrf was absolute ruler, ABSOLUTE. Meaning nobody had the right, absolutely nobody... Yes, well, he had been down that path already. Still angry Clqclq shuffled to his private rooms, leaving the council to watch his purple ass. That was what this was all about, his purple ass. He knew it was supposed to happen, but he did not have to like it, now did he? Ever since his father, Crqcrq, had died he knew that once he was ready to mate, he would have to endure the purple ass rash. Nobody knew why only the royal family suffered this visible sign of hormonal ripeness, but the fact remained. The big folds of skin around his neck were still up as he entered his bedroom. He was sick to death of this royal pain in the butt. Groaning, he looked at himself in the full-length mirror in his hall of bathing. From the front, there was nothing wrong with him. In fact, he was rather pleased with the well-built Slrf that faced him. The appendages were muscled and full of blood, shining a healthy light green. His qoxj was big and looked almost ready to burst. The skin was already stretched taut and darkening. When he turned to look at his backside, however, the anger was back in full. It was now day 30 and he could see that his whole ass would be covered in a purple rash by evening. That meant he had only hours before his qoxj would have to be emptied. He knew the first time was also the most important. Custom dictated he used the 30-day period of rash to find a suitable mate to receive his offspring, since it would take at least another 10 circulations before he would suffer the rash again, but he didn't need to look for a suitable mate. His anger threatened to overcome his common sense once more. Slapping his appendages against one another, he bellowed for his servants. "To hell with the council", he thought. With a few sharp instructions, he set his servants to work. Two of them started making a bath ready, two of them started packing an overnight bag, and three hurried out to the slave quarters. Clqclq slowly lowered his irritated ass into the pool-sized bath. Sniffing loudly to inhale the scent of perol bushes, he let his appendages float in the warm liquid. Nodding his big round head, he convinced himself he was doing the right thing. He had only hours left, so he had to get started right away. The dark green ridges above his sea-blue eyes rippled as he tried to think of a sensible approach. The female was of a different species, yea, but that was what attracted him in the first place. It was so simple. He could not understand why the council was so stubborn. The only problem as far as he could see was finding the right hole when the time was right. He grinned suddenly. He was going to do it. He was; he was. His excitement caused all of his ten appendages to writhe, and they whipped the water in the big tub to a foaming mass of perol scented waves, sloshing over the rim and making a mess of the hall of bathing. With a sigh, he heaved his hairless body out of the cooling water. It was time to dry off and collect his belongings. The thought of belongings stirred his qoxj as well as the two appendages connected with it. He hoped the servants had done their job at the slave quarters. The forked tongue licked his lips in anticipation. No longer angry, he used all four lower appendages to move, making his gait more gliding than shuffling. Once in his bedroom, his toothless grin widened at the sight awaiting him. The slave was there, tied loosely to his resting-place, and his big eyes took her in with greed. She was exquisite. The pale pink skin with the hairy patches and the small number of appendages were all equally arousing to him. She was so ... different. He sighed again. Clqclq was determined to have his way. Since he was indeed the Upper Slrf, in theory, nobody could stop him, but that did not mean the council was accepting his crazy schemes. The idiot meant to mate with a slave from an alien species. How stupid can you get? They had absolutely no intention of letting him spill his precious seed into something with only four appendages! Unaware of the machinations going on around him, Clqclq gestured to his servants and left his palace. A small party of servants followed him with the pathetic slave in their midst. Totally oblivious to the stares and whispers of lesser Slrfs, Clqclq glided to the beach just outside his palace. Being the Upper Slrf had a lot of advantages, such as living close to the sea. Once on the beach, the ordinary Slrfs could no longer follow him. This section of the beach was for royalty only, meaning Clqclq. Sltslt, his mother, had died shortly after his father, and since he was their first child, there were no brothers or sisters. The private stretch of beach was in fact quite extensive, running almost 5 miles to left and right, only ending on the left hand at the wall erected to keep the common Slrfs out. On the right hand, the barrier was formed by the rock formations coming all the way down to the water. With determination, Clqclq headed to the rocks. He knew the perfect cave, positively perfect. Gnrl had watched the purpled ass disappear down the hallways. Like all Slrfs he had a big, round and hairless head, a green skin and ten appendages, but unlike most of his species, he also had a sharp intellect. Right now, he intended to make use of that to the fullest ...the bloody, oozing idiot, mating with a ... a ... a human. The thought alone was almost enough to make him squirt ink all over the place. As soon as Clqclq was out of sight, Gnrl hurried in the opposite direction. It was a matter of minutes before he reached the barracks, but he skirted them and glided on towards a less conspicuous building at the far corner of the palace compound. With quick look around he made sure no one was watching him as he ducked inside. "Fetch Cnt, it's time." At the sound of his hissing, the six Slrfs jumped to attention, their appendages ramrod straight and perfectly still. Pointing with one of his uppers he singled out one of them. "You, stay here. The others may leave." Without further instructions necessary, his elite team melted away, leaving their most devious member behind. "Ever been to the other side?" Gnrl studied the other Slrf with an intense light in his dark green eyes. To his satisfaction, the other not even twitched or paled at his question. "Yes, once, but they don't know that." Slk grinned with his toothless maw nearly splitting his ugly head in two. Gnrl mirrored the grin, and soon both Slrfs were deep in conversation, softly hissing to each other. They were plotting and planning to make sure their sovereign would not spill his precious seed without ensuring his people would have an heir to the throne. In the meantime, that selfsame sovereign was relaxing his purple ass in his private piece of ocean, gently moving back and forth with the waves. His servants were busy furnishing one of the bigger caves with big pots of brown, red and golden algae. Days ago, the floor had already been lined with mats of seaweed, and against the back wall they had set up the masterpiece, the top half of a giant oyster, filled with more seaweed. Best of all, they had just finished putting the slave next to it. After the servants finished their decorating, he sent them back to the palace to fetch food and drinks. Wrapping a few of his uppers around a rocky outcrop, he hauled himself into the cave, his mass of appendages dripping seawater that slid off his body and his huge head. Impatiently, Clqclq shook the remaining drops from him and slithered towards his new pet. His toothless mouth snapped open and shut in anticipation as he neared the shivering pink flesh. With interest he watched the slave move her body. Although her upper appendages were tied above her small head, she tried to use them. Fascinating ... was that their way of inviting the male? He certainly found it arousing. The smooth pink flesh, twisting this way and that, made the soft globes on the upper body swing along with the black hair on her head. Clqclq felt his qoxj growing even tauter, and the two breeding appendages seemed to get a will of their own. Stretching out, they wrapped themselves around the slave and started sliding over the odd alien skin. Ahhh, that felt every bit as good as he had expected. The pet even started mewling, so she must like it too. A pity he could not understand the gibberish this off-worlder used for a language, but he could tell enough from her face. The slave had brown eyes, but they bulged just as good as those of a female of his own species. And she opened her mouth just as wide. "Man, that was quick. Wait, what was that?" Clqclq was taken aback by the site of strange white things in her mouth. "Had they bricked up her mouth? What insanity was that? Were her males afraid they would choose the wrong hole or something?" Coming closer, he brought his big head right in front of hers to have a good look. Then he slapped his forehead with one of his uppers. "Of course, those must be their 'teeth'." He had no idea what they were, or what they were used for, but he had heard stories of them. With the breeding appendages still sliding up and down, the pet was slowly getting coated with a turquoise gel that smelled a bit like the ocean. Clqclq eyed the teeth a bit warily, but he could not resist the lure of that wide-open cavity, calling to be filled no doubt. He embraced the pet tenderly, using two of his uppers to help her keep her mouth open, and inserted his forked tongue very slowly. He understood the need for restraint. The feeling of complacency filled him with warmth. He truly was a great lover, a tender and caring male who looked further than his own need to fill holes. The writhing of the little pink pet just confirmed that. She was obviously urging him on, and he knew exactly what she wanted. His forked tongue started darting in and out of the teeth filled cavity while his two remaining uppers started exploring her body to find more cavities. To his surprise, the writhing stopped when he touched the soft globes at the front of the body, and further exploration caused the globes to grow points that grew into hard peaks. That, in turn, started another sound that was not so much mewling but more a song like "nononono". He found it very exciting, and he had to remind himself to go careful. No more than one suction cup per appendage, that was all he activated, but the effect was amazing. The small head was starting to whip from side to side and the eyes had closed. "Weird, that. Who had ever heard of closing your eyes at a time like this?" He used the breeding appendages to explore the lowers of the pet. There were only two of them, but they were very well muscled. The strength in them surprised him, and he had to exert some force to separate them. He reeled his tongue in so he could let go of the pet's mouth. He really needed his other two uppers to keep the lower appendages of the pet separated. That way his breeders were able to coat the rest of the pet with the turquoise gel as well. Slowly but thoroughly massaging the whole pet, they had an astonishing effect. As he watched, the pink flesh turned a brighter color and the "nononono" changed into something that sounded like "plsplspls". His breeders started searching for holes, and to his delight he found two. One was already slick with gel of the pet herself. Obviously, that would be the right one to empty his qoxj once it was time, but right now, the touch of his breeding appendage sent the pet into a frenzy. He smiled indulgently as he granted her an extra filling before the real thing. The breeding appendage inserted itself in the wet hole, and the pet started moving on her own, changing her singsong again. It sounded like "ngngngng" now, and then he added the touch of his double tongue. The pet tasted a bit sour, just what he liked, and he started flicking the twin peaks on top of the odd globes. To his surprise the pet rewarded him with a magnificent screech. Clqclq was positively glowing with pride. He had just proven to be more than a first class lover. He had been able to satisfy a female from another species. "Ha, who could do that except an Upper Slrf?" He was a bit concerned though about his own satisfaction. The pet was slumped on the floor next to his big oyster-shell bed, and she didn't look as if she could receive his qoxj very soon. Besides, he realized the holes he had found were far too small. Without making a sound, Gnrl glided through the waves, heading to the cave that big idiot had chosen for his misguided mating. His faithful team followed him over land with the loyal Cnt between them. Gnrl was glad the water was cooling him down. The preparing of Cnt had been necessary, but it had taken all of his control to not fill her holes himself. The sight of his agents sliding their breeders up and down the luscious Slrf had been nearly too much. He sighed. The things he did for the good of the country. At first Cnt had been very indignant, but feeling the breeders of no less than four Slrfs coating her body with gel caused her to spread all appendages. They had prepared her very well. Right now she was on the verge of opening all of her holes to the first Slrf that came along. If that happened to be the Upper Slrf she would be positively swooning. After all, the whole country knew she had been trying to catch him for ages. Gnrl waited patiently near the rock formation Clqclq had used earlier to drag himself into the cave. He had hoisted himself up without making a sound and had watched as the Slrfs entered the cave with the aroused Cnt in their midst. He could smell her even from where he was hiding, and it pleased him to no end when he saw Clqclq's breeder appendages stiffen in immediate response. Within minutes he was so excited, he only had eyes for the beautiful blue-green Slrf who was offering all of her holes for his qoxj. Gnrl slipped further into the cave when Clqclq inserted his by now dark purple qoxj in Cnt, and they started rocking together. Her breeders were stroking his back and his purple ass. His breeders were busy coating her whole body with his arousing gel. They never saw him untie the pink pet and carry her to the ocean. Gnrl swam swiftly to the other side of the royal beach and placed the slave in the sand. In doing so, one of his breeders touched her by accident, and his already excited body twitched from the alien sensation. He quickly looked around, and seeing no one, he took the opportunity to sample the pet for himself. Her own sort would come to pick her up soon since Slk had left them a message telling them where to find her. However, right now she was still here, and as soon as she felt his suction cups on her body, she started moaning and writhing, separating her lower appendages to offer him a hole that was slick with alien gel. With a contented sigh, he inserted one of his breeders and enjoyed her singsong. Out of curiosity he clamped his toothless maw around one of those funny globes and used his second breeder to explore the other hole. He licked, and munched, and probed until she screeched for him. Gnrl would never, ever say this to anybody, but holy Slrf, did he enjoy that human female. He was almost sorry she had to go back to her own. If you liked this story, please vote. Feedback and comments are always welcome. Day 30 of the Purple Ass Rash The ground, if that is what it could even be called - as it's gelatin surface was neither solid nor liquid and a purple that Namia had never seen before- was cold beneath her as she awoke. She could hear the grunts and whistles nearby but couldn't see any of the creatures that had been tormenting her for what had to be at least a month now. With a sky that was always semi-light with a green hue to it, time was something she could only measure by the bloating in her stomach that suggested she was about to start that time of month that had barely begun when she came here. Shivering she wished they would give her clothes, any clothes, or even a stupid blanket. She sat up slowly, tenderly trying not to lean against the rash that had started right after they had brought her to the pool with the creature. Her shivering got worse, an entire week in water that was soft as feathers and the color of scrambled eggs. A rumbling erupted from her stomach, she hadn't eaten in a few days again, it seemed they seldom remembered to feed her. Pushing back, she turned onto her hip to let the cool air blow on her bottom as she leaned against the rubber-like stalk of something she could only assume was their version of a tree. None of the creatures had laid a hand on her in days, she couldn't guess why. Her arms crossed slowly over her breasts and rubbed across her hard nipples. She listened for the sounds of movement, looking around the odd objects that littered the scenery, she hoped they would bring her food soon. She could smell them, their cotton candy, lemonade cross that made her nose itch and her stomach growl more. Biting them might solve the food problem, but the hairless one, long stringy arms and legs, skin the color of mud, always held her still when they came to her. He was sneaky, she wouldn't see him, she didn't know if it was some sort of magic or camouflage that allowed him to move without being seen, but he did. Just as the shiver from the memory of his cold thin fingers grabbing her arms, broke over her shoulders they were there. Her emitted a penetrating scream that echoed through the weird world, and she was pulled to her feet. He made clicking noises in her ear, pressing his hard membrane hard against her ass. The itching made her struggle even harder and he clicked more. The first few days she had kicked hard at the tall, navy-blue, hairy one when he had approached, his toothless grin making her ill as he slide his long snake-like tongue out to lick her face. Namia had kicked him hard where she had hoped his cock was; she woke up much later with a tender spot on her head. She hadn't kicked again. Her eyes closed tightly fearing that the gangbang was about to start again, the slimy little creature would climb her leg, secreting a clear fluid that sank into her skin. The tremble that climbed her body caused the clicking to stop and she opened her eyes. Mother was there, that was what Namia called this one. It seemed to be female, gentle features, a toothy smile, naked breasts that were at least twice as large as her own. Mother was kind and gentle; usually the "clicky" one didn't hold her when she came. Namia smiled at Mother, in her hands was food, some weird stuff that looked like a cross between an apple and a squash. Mother could almost be a hairless human female, only she had a tail that snaked out behind her and claws on both her hands and feet that looked as if they could be deadly. The smile on Mother's face her bright teeth shining, made Namia relax, she let Clicky hold her still but didn't struggle against him. Mother's tail snaked out from behind her and her large eyes held Namia's as she lifted the fruit from the oblong plate with swift movement and brought it to her mouth. A little bite, she did that every time before offering food to Namia. "Quajaxi," Mother said, her thin tail bringing the fruit to Namia's mouth next. Namia took a bite from it; letting the juices run down her chin and wishing her hands were free to wipe them up. The taste was different than the usual stuff Mother brought her. It smelled like oranges but tasted more like something she couldn't quite place, something nearly sour, just shy of making her pucker as she chewed the soft pulp. While Namia tried to ponder the taste, Mother pushed it to her to eat more of. Namia hungrily bite off another bite, larger and chewed it quickly, her stomach loved it, even if her mind was busy trying to figure out what it was. Another large bite, and as she chewed Mother's clawed fingers began to trace the path the juices were taking down her chin and neck. Namia gasped and nearly choked. Swallowing hard she stared at Mother, Her eyes still watched Namia's closely, but her closeness was new, her warm breath brushed lightly over her face. "Quajaxi," Mother whispered. Namia stared at her eyes as she took another bite of the fruit, nearly gone now. Her mind was beginning to wander; she took a bite of the new fruit by her mouth and let her eyes drift close. Lightly Mother's claws were rubbing down her neck and shoulders, a soft moan of pleasure escaped Namia's lips and she leaned back against Clicky. He clicked quietly in her ear as Mother kissed her cheek gently. It felt as if the dull light was getting brighter, it soaked into her skin and began to fill her. "Quajaxi," Mother's voice felt far away as her tongue traveled down Namia's chin. Mother traced the path the juices ran and continued to fed Namia the fruit. Namia's legs began to tremble, her body felt nearly on fire and clit and nipples throbbed. She wanted to know what was happening but her body and mind wrapped itself around the touches and feelings that were beginning to encompass every inch of her being. Mother's fingers were rubbing soft circles over her mound, cool fingers on fiery skin that caused Namia to groan with delight. She could feel Clicky's hardness against her lower back and suddenly a warm mouth engulfed her breast sucking on it lightly. She wanted more, pushing back against Clicky she felt his cock jump against her, his warm breath in her ear as he groaned. Her hips began to move soft circles against him that matched the ones Mother pressed into her mound. The warm mouth let lose her nipple and Mother began to chant, a quiet eerie sound, "Quajaxi." Namia had thought that meant food, and had her body not begged so desperately for the touches she might have been concerned at the bright wild look in Mother's eyes. Clicky groaned again as she pushed against him with a desperate gasp. Fingers slid into the warm soft folds of her inner lips and spread her open. She spread her legs wide, a silent plea for fulfillment. Namia wanted to beg, she wanted to cum, her body hungered to be filled, and she didn't want to wait another minute. Leaning against Clicky, she breathed heavily as he kissed softly behind her ear. "Please," Namia whispered, her voice filled with desperation. Mother continued to chant and hold her lips spread wide, not touching just holding open. A new warmth filled her mound, and she new she had to pee, she wiggled against the fingers, wanting to escape before it happened, but Clicky held her still and Mother's other hand held tightly to her hip. "Please," Namia said louder, as she felt her control of her bladder escaping her. Mother's mouth grasped her other breast and sucked it in. A shiver broke over Namia as she felt herself peeing; her body filled with warmth and her clit throbbed mercilessly. She could hear it hit the ground, Mother's lips vibrated over her breast as she still chanted. Namia was trembling, even the warmth that slid down her leg couldn't deter the orgasm that traveled over her entire body and started her begging again. The ground shimmered beneath her and Mother began to softly rub her clit, her fingers careful not to let the claws touch the tender swollen skin. Clicky was rocking his hardness into her back and his tongue and lips found every sensitive spot in the back of her neck, orgasms began to flow over her like waves, her mind lost in them, so much so that as the soft downy feeling climbed up her legs, she didn't notice. Mother's fingers slowly pulled out of her soaking wet pussy and Namia cried out. "Please!" she desperately shouted just as the feather softness climbed in to replace the fingers. Namia's whole body trembled violently and she immediately became wrapped in the touches, everything from her waist down tingling endlessly. Namia's nipples hurt with the hardness, but she wanted more, her body ached for more, the hunger tore through her like tidal waves, and the feather softness brought her up on high peaks that made her feel as if she would experience heaven on any one of the highs it brought her. Mother's voice still chanted "Quajaxi," but now on her neck just opposite of Clicky's exploration. She missed his hard cock pressing into her back. Soft, petal-like fingers swept over her hard nipples, a faint touch much like a feather. She knew it was the water moving like before but her mind played images of a handsome angel wrapping her in his wings. His eyes were the most perfect green as he bent his head down and planted soft kisses over her eyes and cheeks. Large firm hands grasped her breasts and softly twirled her nipples between thumb and fingers. Namia moaned again and let her eyelids close again. The feathers tickled her thighs, her ribs, and her stomach. A small scratch touched her neck and she opened her eyes again. The vision shifted and Mother was there still chanting "Quajaxi." Mother's eyes stared into her's. Namia could see the egg colored water nearly covered her body but Mother's eyes held tight to hers. Something gently probed her, pressing against her clit, she wanted to close her eyes but Mother held her as if entranced. It pushed against her, finding the warm hole it sought and began to press into her. Namia's breathing became rapid her heart fluttered and she could feel the pressure of the thing seeking to enter her. She wanted to push down, take it deep into her but Clicky held her still. It was nearly an eternity of gentle exploration before it began to enter her, her muscles contracted eagerly and she had begun to hold her breath in expectation. Finally it pushed in deeply; filling her like it had when she had first come there. A scream broke from her lips and Mother was suddenly kissing her, sucking in her screams as she trembled uncontrollable. The hardness pressed into her, a slow deep rocking that brought waves of ecstasy over Namia's whole body each time it filled her. It seemed endless and time lost all meaning. Clicky's kisses on her neck and Mother's lips on hers, her tongue pressing deeply into her mouth in time with soft hardness that penetrated her. Namia was sure she would pass out soon, but she did not want it to stop, she could feel it growing in her, feel the orgasm building. A part of her didn't want it to, she knew the orgasm would be powerful, encompass her whole being, but it was coming. It pushed faster, harder into her, Mother's claws gently slid up and down her arms, and her lips never left for even a moment. Suddenly it happened, warmth shot into her belly, filling her beyond what she could have even imagined possible. Tingling covered her whole body, making her nipples even harder and she felt her clit jump, it's was like a warm fire breaking over every inch of her being exploding into fireworks in her brain. Her body trembled uncontrollably and her eyes turned into the back of her head. Mother sucked in her quiet screams and Namia passed out. The water slowly flowed back into the ground. Clicky held gently the unconscious human girl and Mother pressed her hand to her mound, watching her body softly tremble again even while sleeping. They laid her back gently under the tree and Mother applied a soft green salve to the purple rash on Namia's bottom before leaving her. Day 30 of the Purple Ass Rash Day 1 Brandy lay on her back on the massage board and let the spa-XR3000 do it's work. It was the best investment she ever made. Quartjax did her nails whilst the machine relaxed her body. She had a rough day of bargaining and bartering with the Velf and the Psadar. The Psadareem wanted his people to have the best and of course the Velf Queen would always follow suit. A deal with one meant a deal with the other. Jealously was exactly what it was, but coin was coin, and Brandy was in it for the big coin. "Will Brandy like the same tone for her toenails?" Quartjax inquired in it's sing-song voice. "No," Brandy answered, "let's go with the teal fusion." "Yes Brandy," Quartjax agreed. The metallic machine made the adjustments internally and within a few seconds the nails were tapped and changed to the desired color. Hastily the bot left the room and returned shortly later with the monitor buzzing within the chest cavity. Multiple photos of Brandy in different attire were displayed in the screen. Brandy looked up from her massage and stared at the images for several minutes. "The metallic lace blouse, purple hibiscus sarong and set me up with the usual thong and cups," Brandy stated. Quarterjax buzzed the acceptance and left the room once again. She felt completely relaxed as the spa finished her massage and rolled back into the wall unit. Brandy got off the massage table and walked towards her bedroom. Walking nude through her complex was freeing to her. She rather relished her time away from Earth. No interstellar traffic jams, no polluted space, no political upheaval between the National Parties, and most of all no advertisements. Brandy always hated the way Earth sold billboards advertising other planets resources and prime vacation spots. You couldn't travel to a wasteroom without seeing one. It was always about the coin. Quartjax was waiting to dress her. The autocloset had the proper clothing perimeters and all she had to do was step inside and Quarterjax would clean and dress her. Brandy walked to the mirror and examined herself. It did seem that the lighter and purer air of Raswa was making her look young again. She looked almost like she did when she was in the University. She was only on the planet for two months and she appeared to be in her early twenties again. Her breasts were thrust upwards and firmer then they had ever been. They were a mere 34b cup when she arrived, but now they were a more rounded 32c. The weight loss was evident around her midsection where her muscular form was more defined. Her legs seemed stronger and shapelier and Brandy felt proud of her 45-year-old body. Her tanned skin glowed in the lighted mirror. Even her silver hair seemed to soften and shine in her new environment and her teeth were pearly white. She heard the ding of an incoming message behind her. She whirled around and Quartjax opened her chest cavity again and the Psadareem looked directly at her from the monitor. "Evening Psadareem," Brandy greeted the green-gilled alien. The Psadareem was a mighty ruler of his people, standing over 8 feet tall and a wide berth of over 400 pounds. Negotiations were never handled by any of his chamber nor would he accept assistance in this matter. Any such assistance would be met with disdain and ridicule. He enjoyed seeing Brandy in her natural human form and smiled or what seemed to be his best smile if not for the lack of trying. On each side of the Psadareem's thick lips were gills and eyes. The Psadareem's fishlike face was atop of a massive gelatin-like body that scintillated in each one of his movements. There was neither arms nor legs, but the body was capable of stretching itself outward and upward and could cling to almost any substance at almost any temperature below 125 ncg. "Yours is mine Brandy human," the Psadareem delivered. "I come call on barter now." "Dearest Psadareem," Brandy placated, "you know all too well bartering hours are closed to mid-time tomorrow. If it is another matter I can help you with, I am here to serve, as always." "Brandy human, you must barter now I need more doskaryakatay. My people need I must barter you now." "You know the rules Psadareem," Brandy argued. She brushed back her hair as if to drive the next point home. "I am a patient bargaineer and my time is a valued asset. Now is my time, and I do not barter now. I do not break the rules that the Raswa Chun Chun have graciously given me to barter on their home. Now, please do not disturb my time for bartering purposes. If you desire consul, I am always here for you oh great Psadareem." As Brandy smiled back at the Psadar ruler, she noticed that the alien didn't seem to be comforted by her refusal. Quarterjax converted most tongues to her earthspeak, but some words just did not translate. This seemed the case now as the Psadareem stretched his form upwards and out of the frame of the screen. He screamed unrecognizable words, which would probably be some sort of colorful language if Quarterjax's memory chips could convert it. Brandy waited patiently for the Psadareem to return to view. In a sudden flash, the ruler's face filled the screen again. "You do not Brandy human understood my position, I barter now rules or no rules. I am Psadareem you Brandy human and you must place yourself now and barter." "You try my patience Psadareem. I am not a plaything for you. Do not order me around or I will pull my..." "I will order you, Brandy human," the Psadareem interrupted. " You barter now or you will not like me soon. Brandy human will not like the taste of angry Psadareem." "Do not threaten me," Brandy argued. "Psadareem is nice to Brandy human. Psadareem nice in the bartering and give to Brandy human plenty of Psadar gifts. You have many dark eels to eat. Psadareem give to you. You jump to the Frozen Kingdom don't you Brandy human? All thanks to the Psadareem. You enjoy Quarterjax, yes? Again gift we give to Brandy human." "I appreciate your bartering and it is nice you gifted Quarterjax to me. You have been nice to me, but rules are still rules. They are not mine and I will not break them for you. End of discussion." "No," Psadareem demanded. "Brandy human will discussion with Psadareem. Barter now or like not what I give to you." "I don't appreciate your stance on this Psadareem," Brandy pleaded. "I expect better of such a great barterer as yourself. Let us break from this now and not mention it again." "Brandy human, barter now! My patience is now far away from the Psadareem. Do not try the Psadareem further more." The screen flashed and turned a bright orange for a microsecond and once again the Psadareem was staring angrily at Brandy. She looked up at Quarterjax and noticed a slight tilt in the head as if the bot was on energy-saving mode. Waving a hand at Quarterjax, the bot did not respond, so she touched it and received a slight shock that jolted her slightly. Quarterjax returned her stare then. "Yes Brandy?" Quarterjax asked. She shook off the machine and returned to the Psadareem. "I think I will inform the Chun Chun what Psadareem is trying to do. Good day Psadareem. Off Quarterjax!" The screen went black and the chest cavity closed seamlessly. She grunted at the blank screen and shook her head in disgust. Brandy made a mental note to look into a full diagnostic for Quarterjax to see if this sudden lapse was serious. She looked back towards the mirror and noticed a small purplish speck on her left ass cheek. She felt it, but it didn't seem anything serious. Day 4 "Listen to me Psadareem," Brandy ordered. "Ever since you forced your barter upon me in off tour, you have been rude and demanding. I think it is time for you to find a new bargaineer." "Psadareem barter with Brandy human only," Psadareem responded matter-of-factly. "You must behave yourself then and barter nice. The Velf Queen has been very upstanding in her barter." "Thank you, Brandy," the Velf Queen replied from her monitor. "Nonsense," Psadareem interjected. "The Psadareem nice to Brandy human and we show our smile to you now." The ruler flashed a toothless grin in his giant maw. The smile was his way of appeasing Brandy. The Psadareem was trying to make peace for now, and Brandy would embrace it. She needed the Psadareem just as much as he needed her. The Velf Queen and the Psadareem were her biggest coin contributors and she certainly would not like to cut out them if she could help it. Tomorrow was another day. Unconsciously, Brandy scratched her derriere. Day 5 Brandy looked at the rash that seemed to be spreading along her left side of her ass. It was a bit itchy and the ointment prescribed by Quarterjax wasn't helping much. Quarterjax seemed to be having some sort of delay problem and the usual speed in which Brandy grew accustomed to was all but gone. She didn't want to contact the Psadareem about the problem so she called a bot repair company within Quarterjax's directory. A bot was dispatched immediately and while Brandy was at work, Quarterjax was being adjusted and hopefully fixed. Day 10 "Would Brandy like dessert today?" Quarterjax asked opening up it's chest to reveal several delectable temptations in the monitor. Brandy stared at the screen almost transfixed on the rotating array of treats and settled on the Oloho cheese tart. She had such a sweet tooth the last couple of days. Usually she would've been happy with a berry or two. It also kept her mind off of that itchy ass rash which seemed to be still festering. Quarterjax recommended an allergy pill, which she didn't want to take yet. In hopes that the ointment would finally work, but her patience was running thin on that matter. Day 14 "Brandy human barter now," the Psadareem announced through the view screen at once to Brandy. "Haven't we had this discussion all ready Psadareem?" Brandy replied. "Barter," "Bye Psadareem, see you tomorrow. Off Quarterjax." The screen did not turn off as directed and Brandy repeated the order and Quarterjax just stood still. "You must barter now Brandy human," the Psadareem stated. Brandy looked at the green alien and back at Quarterjax, which seemed to be lifeless accept for the monitor. "I do not know what happened to my bot, but I assure you that bartering will not be the result of it. Good day Psadareem." Brandy walked behind Quarterjax and away from the screen. "Quarterjax," she continued, "can you hear me?" "Yes Brandy," Quarterjax answered. "Turn off the stellar connect now, Quarterjax," Brandy ordered. The buzz of the connection and the heavy breathing of the Psadareem ceased abruptly and the chest closed. She looked around at the hairless bot and rubbed her knuckles on her ass rash to comfort herself. Day 18 The Velf Queen made a good barter and this disquieted the Tarumba Group, which were left to relinquish the bid and focus on the next barter. The Queen smiled in delight. "Well done your majesty," Brandy cheered. Brandy remembered the first time she met the Velf Queen, and the immediate impression she made on her. The Velf were a rather hairy species, yet the Queen in all her glory was the hairiest of them all. No facial features could be seen behind the tuft of carpet covering her face. The hair would shift slightly when she spoke, but the words were never muffled to her credit. The Queen liked to challenge in barter and her success was reliant on the fear of rising coin and the sudden retreat she surprised her adversaries with. If she raised the barter and the others followed and raised it once more, she might raise it to a staggering level to see if the others would follow or retreat himself or herself. What looked like to be keen interest might end up in the laps of others who followed her barter. She played a masterful barter and often spent her coin wisely. The Psadareem found the Queen to be more of an admirer than an adversary. Anyone who would spend equal coin to buy with the Psadareem were good barterers. "Thank you Brandy," the Velf Queen responded happily. After the bartering was done for the day, the Velf Queen often spoke intimately with Brandy. It seemed being a human was a fascination for the Queen. She had met several humans before Brandy accepted the job as chief bargaineer, but none were female. This delighted the Queen and found in Brandy a kinship of sorts. They often spoke about barter, but the Queen was more interested in Earth and human life. The Queen remembered the days when humans procreated through a partner and carried the child through a lengthy period of time before the new human was hatched. Brandy wasn't around for that stage of Earth history and she did not have much to add. They spoke about the land, the waters and all the Earth inhabitants. Now as they discussed the previous days of bartering, Brandy had a question to ask. "I have a bit of a personal problem," Brandy offered, "and since you knew some of the other human bargainers that have come before me, I figured you might be able to help." "Do tell," the Queen replied. "Well I was wondering if any of the other humans ever complained about skin irritations? Like a rash or inflammation?" "As I recall," the Queen began, "I remember one a few years ago that fussed about a purple spot on his skin that grew in size over time." "Do you remember any of the details?" Brandy asked. "Let me see," the Queen stood motionless in Brandy's view screen. Another advantage for the Queen in barter was that no one could ever read an expression on her face because there was never any expression to read. "As I recall, this human said it itched quite a bit." "Anything else?" Brandy inquired excitedly. "I am afraid I don't think he was talking to anyone when he was fussing about it. Do you have this affliction my dear?" "Yes," Brandy confessed. "It started a few weeks ago and hasn't lessened one bit. I tried some ointment that my bot applied, but the rash just grows and gets itchier by the day. I don't like taking pills, but that seems the next step." "I will find this human's name and maybe you can find out if he is reachable for questioning?" "That would be sweet of you dear Queen." Day 22 "Well thanks for looking into it your Majesty," Brandy told the Velf Queen whilst scratching her bare buttock. The Queen returned the information that the man, Hurloon Jambawambi, who once had a similar rash problem, was now deceased. "You might want to look into your station medical records for the human," the Queen informed. "You might never know what you might uncover at your end." "No pun intended right?" Brandy mused. This went over the Velf Queen's head. After conferencing with the Queen, she gave orders to Quarterjax to look into the matter with the Chun Chun. The rash had stop growing, but the purple glow was a bit nerving for Brandy. At the size and similar shape of a morshelberry, she could cover it up with a pair of bikini briefs and no one would be any the wiser. Yet the itch remained and since she wanted it to stop, Quarterjax gave her a pill to take. Soon after she fell asleep. Day 25 "Psadareem," Brandy relented, "you are a truly gifted barterer and I appreciate your skills, so I will let you have the Xaquax-J and close the barter for this item." She cleared the screen of the product and introduced the Yolley Bars for barter. She fielded the usual questions and the barter began with the opening bid once again by the Floo. On the screen she received a private message from the Psadareem. "Brandy human tired she looks," the Psadareem proclaimed. "The Psadareem suggests Brandy human rest she does and we conference later for Psadareem." "I thank you for your concern for my health your Greatness. Although, as you know private bartering happens only on mid-time during the advantage hour, and that is long over Psadareem." Brandy returned to the barter. She did feel weary and looked forward to some rest time. The allergy pills were taking their toll, but at least the problem wasn't serious. The medical records that Quarterjax was able to obtain from the Chun Chun were classified, but bartering had its privileges. The report said that the rash was an allergic reaction to some metallic component and with proper medication the rash went away. Quarterjax had the proper medication all along, and she was relieved that the itching at been reduced. Day 29 Brandy looked into the mirror and was pleased to see the rash was almost gone. The medication certainly did its job, but the tiredness that overtook her at night was getting worse. She had trouble concentrating from time to time and felt a little weak. It got better during the day, but she had little energy to do much as soon as mid-time was over. The Psadareem was being kind to her of late and she thought their relationship had improved since the incident some weeks back. He had been checking on her after hours to see if she was okay and teased her about bartering. He still flashed his toothless grin and mentioned how easy it would be to barter with no one around, but he just laughed it off. She smiled back and almost agreed with him out loud, but she kept her thoughts to herself. It would be easier if they bartered now. More coin for her, but the rules kept her from crossing the line. Day 30 She stirred awake, groggy and disoriented. Brandy looked up at Quartjax and her chest screen was flashing a message from the Psadareem. Leaning back on her elbows on the bed, she looked up and greeted the Psadareem. "Yes Psadareem what brings you to me this late hour?" Brandy questioned, slurring her speech from the lack of energy. "Psadareem is here to make barter," He grunted. His big maw opened in a confident gesture. "You got to be kidding me?" Brandy complained. "Brandy woman is ready now, Psadareem knows this to be true." "Brandy woman is far from ready. Psadareem, you have bothered me this way for the last time. I am blocking your viewer and the Chun Chun will be notified immediately. Quarterjax off!" Quarterjax did not turn the monitor off and stood in place in front of Brandy. "Fail you do Brandy woman," the Psadareem scolded Brandy in a childlike way. "Psadareem warned Brandy woman pay she must." "I have had enough of this, Quarterjax off now!" No response from her bot. She pulled the covers back from her naked body, and she saw the orange flash of light fill the screen again for a split second. Something was very wrong and Brandy found she had little strength to get out of bed. "Quarterjax," Psadareem announced, "implement order 132902KJ4A immediately." Without hesitation Quarterjax pulled the remaining covers off the bed. Brandy was too shocked and fatigued to stop what happened next. The bot climbed on top of Brandy and spread her arms and legs to the various posts and secured them quickly with a liquid adhesive. Brandy felt dreamy and found it hard to focus on what Quarterjax was trying to do to her. After spreading her out in a big X-shape the bot left the room and returned with the spa XR-3000. The spa had the versatility to become a tanning machine, a full body massage and several shiatsu combinations and encase her whole body. Quarterjax spread the machine over each leg and arm and right up to her neck. After programming internally the machine became a snug fitting body suit. Except for her head, she looked like a bot herself. The shiny metallic body suit felt very heavy and she couldn't move. "Quarterjax you must cease these orders," Brandy protested. "These are not mine. You are still in my control and you must listen to only me as your programming states." Brandy felt a little vibration throughout the suit. She didn't understand why Quarterjax was listening to orders from the Psadareem and what was he up to? A massage wasn't the way to make her barter so it must be something else she thought. The vibrations were soothing and in her sleepy state, she had trouble keeping her eyes open. Soon Brandy was out cold. Day 30 of the Purple Ass Rash A little later Brandy stirred as she felt a familiar tingly feeling in her breasts, as they seemed to be sucked and massaged. There was also a light thumping on her clit sending waves of pleasure throughout her body. Opening her eyes she saw the body suit holding her down and rippling its massaging tendrils all over her many nerve endings. Quarterjax had the viewer on and the Psadareem was staring silently at her captive form. Her body was responding against her better judgment, but she was strong willed and didn't want to put on a show for the Psadareem. She would just close her eyes and block out the sensations she was feeling. She had not engaged her sexual appetite since accepting this assignment. As the air of Raswa improved her looks she did indeed feel younger. She noticed from time to time her body awakening itself to her sensuality. Her nipples were tender and sensitive. Her pussy would get wet just from the rubbing of her panties. Now as the spa XR-3000 teased her, she felt her mind yield to the renewed pleasures. She was losing the fight within herself. Her nipples were pulled and stretched as if a mouth or fingers were manipulating them. Her clit was rolled and rubbed, and a jolt of pleasure raced to her beating heart. Her mouth hung open as warmth spread and wetness followed to tease her sleepy mind. The machine had never given her a massage like this or she would have freely agreed to have one. Not now though. Not in front of the Psadareem. She had to be strong. She must not give into these carnal pleasures. She was so vulnerable as her body was spread open and held into place. She could she her nipples extended in the form fitting metallic skin. Her pussy was pronounced, and she could see the rippling targeting her most sensitive of areas. She felt so weak, the medicine zapping her of all the fight she had. A moan escaped Brandy's mouth and she could her the chuckle of the Psadareem in the background. She was losing her body was betraying her. It was so long since she felt so intense pleasure ravage her. Her clit was massaged just the way her own fingers used to play with herself. Her nipples were so hard now as the machine new what to do to make her horny. It was as if the machine knew exactly what made her tick. Another vibration sent her head rolling back and her body tightened against the bonds that held her to the bed. "Brandy human will barter, yes," the Psadareem announced. "Never," Brandy responded in a high-pitched voice trying against all she had to resist the pleasure one last time. "You barter soon Brandy human, see you will," Something extended itself at the entrance of her pussy. She looked down, but saw nothing. An inch, then another slipped into her moist tunnel. There was no movement, but she felt it as sure as she was of anything. It was sliding inside of her, stretching the bodysuit as it did along her body. Her clit thrummed as her pussy slowly was filled with the slick substance. It felt so intense to Brandy she no longer cared to resist the pleasure that ravaged her. She never in her life had ever felt such an intense pleasure overwhelm her. The massaging spa teased every sensual erogenous zone she had. Her feet, her wrists, her neck and shoulders felt like they were being kissed. Her body was being made love to by this machine, and as wrong as it might seem, you wanted more. The beat of her heart tripled as the movement in her pussy found her g-spot and she came suddenly. She bit her bottom lip to keep the pleasure to herself. Not letting the Psadareem know she had just orgasmed. As the release extended itself through her, she felt the motion of the machine pull out of her pussy then back in. The machine was actually fucking Brandy, and she felt her body quickly responding and her hips met each thrust. She was so wanton as if all her deepest desires were being satiated at once. The push and pull of the vibrating thing in her sent her mind to a new level of pleasure. The speed increased and it fucked Brandy with an intensity she never felt before. Faster and faster until she came again and as much as she tried to hold herself back, she moaned deep and loud. She didn't even hear the Psadareem's approval. She just relished all the sensations hammering at her pleasure points. It didn't stop nor did she wish it to. Like a tiny finger, she felt her virgin ass being probed as the fucking became harder and deeper. Never did Brandy ever have her ass touched in such a way. Having both her holes filled this way at once was electric. She felt an immediate pleasure arise again and she came seconds after the first one receded. She was soaked in sweat and pussy juices and she couldn't stop herself from cumming. The machine was fucking her so fast and deep in each of her holes. Moaning louder with each thrust, she just felt all the tension she ever felt leave her and she was fucked into unconsciousness. "So you barter now, Brandy woman," the Psadareem proposed. Brandy blinked at the alien and she had no trouble saying yes this time. This was an excellent barter. Perhaps, the best deal she ever had. With the rash now gone and the medication done she felt wonderful. It is not all about the coin she thought, and then they bartered. Day After Class My sexual adventures started when I was a senior in high school. I had a few boyfriends but was only sexually active with one. We had to sneak around so we could have sex, which might have made it more exciting. Once I started, I could not get enough of it! In May of my senior year, I needed some extra math help so I could graduate. I went to see my teacher, Mr S after school for help. I remember being totally infatuated with him, there was some sort of sexual vibe he gave off. I was in the classroom with him, going over my homework. I was wearing my uniform skirt. Being totally into sex, I had removed my panties after school before going into see Mr S. I still love the feeling of being bare under a skirt or dress, it's just so naughty! I was sitting at a desk about 10 or 15ft from him. I could not stop staring at him, thinking all sorts of sexy thoughts when I decided to give him a quick flash of my pussy, see if I could get a rise out of him. His eyes almost come out of his head and I remember giggling from both excitement and fear. I think he was unsure if he saw or not, so I waited few minutes and did it again. This time, I made sure he knew what he was seeing. I could tell he was very happy. At the time I thought he was 27 or 28 years old but it turns out he was actually 35, and very experienced. After flashing him, he came over to my desk to see how I was doing. I can remember him standing over me, for what felt like the longest time but it was probably only a minute or so. With him being so close, my excitement built so without looking, I reached towards him and slide my hand up his leg. He startled a bit but didn't move, so I kept going. When I felt the bulge in his pants, I started to rub him. It grew so quickly! I was fascinated that I was doing this to him. He then started pushing his hard cock against my hand. This was such a turn on to me, my pussy now hot and wet. I kept rubbing him while I pretended to do my homework, eventually feeling a bit of wetness coming through his pants. I can't explain the feeling of sexual power that came over me, causing my boldness to grow. I had little sexual experience so I was not really sure what I was doing, most likely rubbing him too hard. I felt his hands on my shoulders, slowing my pace down and then he hands starting to massage me, first on top of my shoulders, then his hands quickly moved down my front. It felt so wonderful when he finally touched my breasts. I have large, firm nipples and the feeling of his fingers lightly pinching and pulling them is a memory that still stirs me up. I finally could not stand it any longer, turning around in my chair and I looked into his eyes. His face was flushed, eyes glazed. It was a look I had not seen before. Smiling, I reached for his belt, never taking my eyes off of his face while I unbuckled and pulled. I then started to unzip his pants but he sort of snapped out of it, stopping me. He took ahold of my hands and said, "We can't do this, especially not here. " It was all he could do to restrain himself but me being the little tease I am, I kept rubbing, looking into his eyes, knowing there was no way we could stop. He finally pulled himself away from me and walked to the door. I was unsure what would happen next but he shut and locked the door, turning off the lights before walking back to me. He then pulled me out of my seat, pressing his body against mine. I couldn't stand it anymore, planting my mouth right on his. It was an unbelievable kiss! I had never kissed an experienced man before, it was nothing like the boys I had kissed in the past. Our hands were roaming all over each other, until my hand finally made its way back to his hard cock. I couldn't wait to see it, touch it! I unzipped his pants, this time without him resisting. When my hand finally touched him, Mr S moaned, pressing closer, kissing me even deeper. I knew what I had to do. I pulled slightly back from him, gave him a grin and then dropped to my knees so I could take his cook in my mouth. I took it in as deep as I could, his hands cupping either side of my face, his breath hissing out of him. I started sucking him hard, loving the taste of his precum. One hand was cupping his balls, the other stroking his cock in time to my mouth. Being inexperienced, I could not tell he was about to cum, until I felt his cock start to twitch and his cum start to fill my mouth. I wasn't sure what to do, so I pulled back, his cum shooting me right in my face and all over my shirt. His cum was dripping everywhere. I think he was a bit embarrassed, scrambling to find me some kleenix after he had finished. There was so much cum, especially all over my uniform shirt, I had to sneak home and wash it right away before my mom got home. Day After The Dragonfly There is something very comfortable about waking up with a mans hand resting on your crotch. Maybe more so today because it hasn't happened for me for a very long time. The hand belongs to T.J. I met him yesterday in the sauna at the gym. Within an hour we were back here at his place. That's not like me. We had been checking each other out. Then he remarked on my dragonfly tattoo. Our conversation got playful. We came back here. Suddenly we couldn't keep our hands off each other. And MAN can this guy kiss. When he started licking and kissing my feet and sucking on my toes it blew me away. NEVER experienced that before. Fuck it was a turn on. His oral skills go beyond kissing and toe sucking. I shot my load into his mouth three times last night. Twice we were doing 69. He's got a real sweet cock too. Somewhere between six and seven inches I'd guess. Very suckable. Oh my. He couldn't have been snoring like that last night. I wouldn't have gotten any sleep. But he looks awfully cute. I wonder if he's into anal sex. I'd really like to feel his cock in my ass. Well, I've got to move his hand because I need to get up to pee. Careful now, don't want to wake him up. Now to ease myself out of the bed. Good. He's still asleep, didn't even break the rhythm of his snoring. I'll just pick up my clothes and take them with me to the bathroom. Pull down my shorts. Ah, that feels better. While I'm in here I may as well take a shower. Off with the shorts , then. Warm but not warm enough. A little more hot water. Yes. that's the right temperature. Oh yes. That feels so good. Soap. Lather. Rinse my front. Rinse behind. Shampoo? Oh, there it is. Shampoo and conditioner in one bottle. Okay. What's that? Oh. T.J. woke up after all. He's brushing his teeth. "I've got a toothbrush that hasn't been used yet. I'll leave it here on the sink. It's the red one." he has to raise his voice to be heard over the shower. I call out, "thanks." and start washing my hair. T.J. starts shaving. Hmm. He uses an electric razor. I finish showering about the time he finishes shaving. I open the shower door and grab a towel. He starts to take a pee. I don't know if he feels comfortable with me or if he just has to go. I remember that there is just the one bathroom in the house. He's washing his hands as I've finished drying myself and step out of the shower. He says, "I'll go fix us some breakfast. Hope you like scrambled eggs." "I do," I say, "but wait just a minute, please." I step to the sink and quickly brush my teeth. I then pull his face down to mine and kiss him. He responds with enthusiasm. "I suppose breakfast could wait." he says. I take him by the hand and lead him to the bed we both just left. I pull him into my arms and kiss him again. I reach down and take his cock in my hand. I whisper in his ear, "I want this sweet cock of yours hard and I want it up my ass. That okay with you?" "Yes, Dirk, yes. I want to fuck you." and I can tell he means it because his cock is getting harder in my hand. And now we're laying on the bed kissing and I'm stroking his cock. Oh god. It's beautiful. "Dirk," he says, "I'm ready. There's some lube in the drawer of the end table." I get the lube and pour it in my hand. I slather it on his cock. I straddle him, my cock pointed at his stomach. I feel the tip of his cock-head against the hole of my ass. I lower myself and feel the penetration and I moan. I push down a little further and we both moan. I push down slowly letting his cock fill me. Oh god yes. With his cock filling my ass I lean forward pressing my own cock into his stomach and I kiss him again. Then I rock forward and back, a gentle motion, rocking on his cock, letting his cock slide in and out by maybe half an inch. I rock myself a little more vigorously sliding about half the length of his cock. I sit up and use my knees a little more and ride the full length of him. With my ass in his lap I feel every inch of his cock filling me. Then I pull up until only his cock-head remains. A couple times his cock gets out completely but T.J. repositions it. Then I lower myself again. I ride his cock faster and faster. Each time it fills me it feels more amazing than the last time and when he cums inside me I cry out in joy. We lay there afterward and he gently strokes my cock. Oh god. I think I'm falling in love with this man. Day and Night A long time married couple makes another adjustment in life. He's in construction so up and out before the sun while her new job has her closing so it's mostly a tag team as one hits the sack as the other raises. Even their days off adds to the problem as she's low man on the totem pole so forced to work the weekends. It's far and few between for them to match all that is needed for a good romp. Both now relying on self-pleasure to fill their needs. It's a Wednesday morning which starts off like all the rest, I head out to work kissing my wife as she goes to bed which is still warm from me it just earlier. Just before our lunch break an equip failure sends me home for the day. Bad luck for work but maybe a chance to have sex with other then with my own hand. I'm not surprised when I get home to find the bedroom door closed, my wife still sleeping inside. I hop into the hall bathroom to shower not bothering to dress I wait wrapped in my bath towel. From the other end of the house I start to hear commotion, my cock raises knowing it won't be long now. I wait there looking for her to out any second but time continues to pass and the commotion is getting louder. Unable to wait any longer to head toward the sound. Arriving at the door I hear my wife moaning, my mind invasions her playing with herself as I've also been lower to do. Slowly I turn the doorknob wanting a glimpse at what I hear. I find my wife there on the bed but she's not alone. Wednesday is also pool service day and today he's servicing more than our pool. My resent reliance on porn has ran the gambit and most of the time I end up watching Bi MMF, something I've never experienced but has sure fueled my fantasies. I start to stroke my cock while I watch the both of them, he's young I'd guess his late twenties. A tanned hairless body and sporting a good eight inch tool. Which my wife is enjoying as it plunges deep inside her. Just by chance my wife looks over, seeing me she jumps out from under him screaming I'm sorry I'm sorry. He stands frozen not knowing what to do, his cock still hard and glistening with my wife nectar upon it. I step forward as my wife continues to plead for forgiveness. Nose to nose with the young man I push his chest sending him back on the bed. Now my eyes turn to my wife, again she pleas saying this was the first time and she promises never to do it again. My eyes look them both over once again and I say, that won't be good enough has its still cheating. This causes my wife to start crying. There's a moment of silence before I say there's only one way that I can see us getting past this. My wife cries "anything!" For this to work out I must join you, then it's us playing. With that I join them on the bed, my wife is quick to wrap her soft lips around my swollen cock. She then swings her leg over me as we lock into a 69 position. I can tell by the taste of her pussy that she's already climaxed, I suck on her engorged clit working her toward another round. The young pool boy draws near, I spread my wife wide open allowing him a straight shot to her sweet pussy. I watch from below as inch by inch of his large cock enters her, until balls deep before he starts to pump inside her. My wife is dripping wet, each droplet is welcomed into my waiting mouth. He takes a stroke too far so I reach up guiding him back home inside my wife. Then I reach up and begin to squeeze his balls as my tongue slashes at my wife's clit. Once again he falls out by accident or on purpose, this time I direct him in my mouth sucking my wife's taste from him before retuning him back. I'm surprised how much I enjoyed his tool in my mouth and planned for more. This plan goes astray when a second later he blasts his seed deep inside my wife. The young man gathers his things and head for the door he came in. She pleads for me to continue as she's close once again. Doing so it wasn't long before his cream is joining hers as it fills my mouth. The sensation causes me to let go filling my wife's hungry mouth. Now I lay at her side, she leans over thanking me for my forgiveness. Then a deep kiss, a kiss with the taste of all three mixes in our mouth. I happily swallow the mix leaving me wanting more. It's agreed next Wednesday I'd take a sick day, see you next week! Day & Night: The Lesson For the moment, Christian resided in that leather chair. Two oh-so nimble digits hooked under that cut chin while that spilling crown of damp raven was left to dance and puddle atop broadened, barren shoulders. Only in that sheer white, cotton towel he remained, just getting out of the shower and now pondering what to do with the tied up slave girl he had on that canopied, king sized bed decorated in crimson silk. Yes, he'd positioned Shaila there, licked and sucked on her tight little cunt for a few moments, sank his finger into the slick hole and wiggled then promptly got up to take a shower. While under the hot jets of water he pumped at his thick member, unable to get the image of her so vulnerable on his bed out of his mind. Now, he was ready to own her, again and again. Up he stood, planting bare feet upon the ground as a set of eager hands unraveled that towel and tossed it like a broken rag doll behind him..Upon the white tiger carpet he went. Crystalline, hungry orbs ever raping the bared flesh of that all four positioned Shaila. Wall attached to chains, chains to manacles, and manacles clamping both of her wrists together while two other chains and clamps attached to her ankles from the opposite end and opposite sides of the bed. Spreading those pillars and tilting that rear in a perfect, heavenly portrait, he stood before the bed, naked as she was then shattered the silence with humor tinting his baritone voice."Well Rae...looks like you've been chained up long enough..." Pert, sweet curves, in their posing advertisement for perversion, betrayed the quiver that raced the length of her spine when her beloved master spoke. Normally sweet cream flesh, so perfect in its honeyed tone, was flushed bright, even in the dim lighting. He'd left her a rage of desire that threatened to claw those manacles free from her fine, slender wrists and indeed they bore the red marks of her agonized lust for escape and satisfaction. A thin sheen of glistening sweat coated her bare flesh until she glistened like the head of his cum soaked cock under his bedroom's lighting. She growled low in her throat in response, hungering rapaciously for his brand of satisfaction that could send her careening into never-ending ecstasy. That oversensatized body pitched her hips a slight, offering those glistening petals seeking to sheath him, silently begging for release. "Or..shall I play with you a little longer?" Came his sultry reply, his voice a rough, lions purr of seduction. "Hmm?" Up onto that be he went, climbing into a kneel behind the widely spread pillars that exposed that dripping, slicked cunt. He could practically see the lusted rage emitting from her bonded form. If he released her, would he release a monster? Up behind her he crept, taking that massively large cock that was now throbbing in its full extension and driving hips forth to masterfully send that fuck spear into the netherdepths of her sex. Out he roared, pulling back again and ruthlessly slamming yet again. "Fuck, yeah!" Her spine arced in such divine pleasure, crimson lacquered nails digging into the crimson satin beneath her hands. Those clean shaven netherlips kissing the base of his raging tool with every driving thrust that rocked her hips.Pure white-gold threads danced over her shoulders when she swung her head, lips pouring a chant of his name between shaky breaths, "M-Master ...Christian... Christian..." That sweet pounding of his invading flesh to the tune of her panting breath sent waves of the purest delight to wash over her skin and prickle gooseflesh. Shaila bit down on the lower twin of plush kissables, trying to stifle the volume of her pitched moaning. A couple more, quickened pounds of that cunt echoed. Low, throaty and coarse groans intermingled with her own out rages of crazed lust. Hands clasped down upon her hips like the chains that held her wrists. Feverishly thrusting hips dipped, lifted, then sent that cock from the very tip, to the very base, making sure to press with the utmost aggression to get all of it within. Flickering portals delightfully spelt over her quivering frame. Soon enough he'd release her...let her run wild... "Mmmm, yeah...Does my little slut like that? Gods Shaila! Your cunt feels so good!!! Ugghhn!" Her pitched little cries grew louder, a vocal appreciation for his skill at quenching a fire he'd started long ago and left her to be consumed by those flames. Those handlebar hips swiveled, rocking into each rocketing thrust blazing deep into her core. Lips parted by her labored breathing mouthed something unintelligible, an answer to his question that never got fully formed with the riotous pleasure being such a delightful distraction. His grunts and groans were returned with her own purring moans, her muscles tightening underneath his hips onslaught, signifying the release that would be soon in coming. Without warning, he pulled his satisfying length out, catching it by the base before slapping it on one of those heated pale ass cheeks. The prick slick with her juices was so devilishly hot, and he almost hated to pull it out, but he wanted to see what the teasing and waiting had done to her. He smirked, rock hard chest heaving as he quickly reached down and undid the chains upon her ankles. Then, in leaning forward over her, he undid those wrists, freeing her completely now. Laying upon his back, as he looked to her from between knee bent, spread legs...Flickering portals watched her intently. Awaiting, readying himself for whatever was to come next. The sound she made was something reminiscent of a jungle cat's fury, her lightning quick reflex rolling her around to pounce on his reclining form. There was a growl, low in her throat as she lowered her mouth to nip his chin, teeth bared in a threat. Lacquered tips dug into the well muscled shoulders, sinking into the flesh slightly, but enough to convey her need while her hips rocked into his, her hand lowered to guide his length back into her sweet, slick prison. Those nails dragged over the hardened muscle of his chest, her spine arching in pure rapture as if it were the greatest high that ever existed ... and maybe it was. It was at least on the top three list. Up he arched that back, elevating that tight ass from the bed to lift her as she plunged her self down around that cunt stretching shaft. Groaning out harshly with the rake of those slim nails, finding red marks slashed upon that heaving chest as hands flailed out to grasp the sides of the bed beside him. Fists curled up crimson as he rolled those hips in return. Yes, he did release a wild animal..."Yes, make me cum, Shaila." He breathed, his body on fire with her infectious lust. He roared out, gritting pearl whites stifled that groan as she repositioned that vice gripping, slick cunt over that already hardened prick and slammed herself down upon it. That back arched, hips then lifting from the bed as arms flailed to the sides and gripped crimson sheets ruthlessly. Auspicious orbs flickered intently as that puddle of raven hair splashed backwards once again. With the mercilessly plunge of her nails into his flesh, the tanned Christian quivered, attempting to undulate those hips in return against her own. Yes, he most definitely did release a fired beast from captivity=- OOhhh! Mmmmm! She arched, forcing herself into his hips with each rampant slam of her own. Nails raked little red trails over the immaculate flesh, dragging the lacquered tips from shoulders to navel over the well formed muscles. Her breath came in shaky grasps, arching spine riding the lift in his hips and darkling hues slid shut, a soft delight of her purr rumbling deep in her throat. Oh how she craved release, and the tell tale tightening of her muscles said as much, head thrown back for damp tendrils of white gold to tickle the thighs her pert bottom grazed with every satisfying plunge "Shai!!" Her name was shouted as knees bent up, catching the slide and bounce of that pert rear against muscle thighs as those pillars began to now thrust in full command to rise that ass from the mattress and take her with it. Just at the peak of the thrust, orbs could witness that hot cunt coming almost all the way out to the tip, before falling down simultaneously with her body to send that pulsing rod the whole way in again. That torso searing with the continual drags of those wicked nails. Panther tatted chest heaving rampantly while rock abs contracted in what seemed to be a never ending struggle against one another. Orbs rolled back, then flew open again to view that cunt engulfing that rather large, now piston-pumping cock from beneath her...Damn she was good...Hands flew up from the sheets, tearing through the air to find those bouncing swells upon her chest and taking them into a gripping squeeze. Balls attacked her ass, filled to the brim with cum while loins and sleek hips collided like two rivaling rams. "Uuugghhhnn!! Fuck yeah Shaila...mmmm gods your cunt..Hmmmnnn!" Shaila dipped her chin low, casting those darkling hues down on him to watch his most pleased expression. Riding the tempest that was passion, she dug her nails in once more, her every muscle tightening in that sleek, sweat painted form poised above him. "Ahh gods Master ... gods yes!!" Came her rough cry, falling from the plush lips that lovingly condemned herself to his power over and over again. She was in his thrall, his perfect and welling servant as he was her purest addiction. Sweat beads splayed over that laying outline of male perfection as he grunted yet again...Vocal chords vibrated slowly, bringing forth that low, throated groan between pink petals. That tight ass flexing, lifting from the bed, then falling to have her weight crash down atop him in those ruthless, hungered fuck thrusts...Quickly, without warning, Lance decided to change the position..Up those shoulders sprung on a down thrust, hands fell from those swelling tits to grasp her hips as he rolled his body forwards and up into a kneel. Arms wrapped about that waist, constricting down like boas as he suspended her body in the air, facing upwards...Legs tensed as that sexual adrenaline continued to coarse through his blood stream...Muscles and flesh seared with what seemed to be hundreds of red marks from digging nails...Now, the pumps became close range, hard fuck thrusts as he held her poised in that arching position....Down those tresses of silken midnight fell, dancing about her flat tummy and just below those beautiful orbs as that wicked tongue escaped to flee a few lashes over her stretched stomach to the tune of his soft groans. Her spine arched skywards, a coarse cry emitted from the panting lips as her luscious thighs tightened again, spilling the juices of that hungry little slave over his raging cock. Vaulted into this new position, she gave a little quiver, dark greens focusing on him inquiringly, but she trusted him and wasn't denied her delight in his ministrations. The touch of his tongue on her enflamed skin was like a brand, searing her already burning flesh and inciting a buck of her hips, insistent and pleading all in one devilish maneuver Crystalline blues caught those dark eyes and locked under the pleasure weighed lids. He was drunk on their tumultuous passion, lips parting as he took his breath in gulps and gave them in soft hisses through clenched jaws. Panther etched chest rumbled with a purr to match hers, inciting for more. Strong hands fell to her hips, biceps bulging lightly as he pulled her into each meeting of their hips and groaned coarsely. His jaw clenched, the growl being ground out between his teeth as his loins tightened more and more while that sweet cunt rocked him. Arching his spine, he lifted her slightly off the mattress, digging himself deep into her being in search of that elusive spot that will change her tone. Indeed it did, her pitched moan became a delightful cry, a shudder racing throughout the whole of her body and she bathed his raging cock with her hot, honeyed pleasure. Fingers curled into kittens claws that clenched his shoulders, spine arching into that sating feeling of the tension draining away between her thighs. Her lips let his name fall from their dry surface to tumble over his ears in a heated whisper. Her body stiffened to brace against waves of pure delight pouring over her skin. Her body stiffened, arching spine readying for his ritual pounding while he shot his load. Just one arm supported her up now with a flat palm upon her lower back as the other appendage fled down to unhook one of her pillars from his side and ascend it to drape her knee over his shoulder. There he began to buck those hips, slamming it into that airborne cunt from head to hilt as he stretched her. The family of five then settled atop the draped leg's thigh, clutching as fingertips pressed in. The sound of those jewels was heard echoing against that ass as his own back arched. The eminent splash of her nectar over his cock and loins only fueled the sexual fire further. Night and day could go for quite sometime, and never loose interest at one point in the whole extravaganza. Lance began to tense...that cum churned relentlessly within...An oncoming first climax was soon to be released. "HHrrmm....Shai...I can't hold it back....I'm gonna fucking cum!...mmmmm!" His whole inner self trembled with the mannerisms of this cumming slave attached to that monstrous prick. A chain reaction was set in motion,he couldn't hold it any longer. Just as she released that honeyed cum, the fuck pace increased to a maniacal one. Sweat poured from an upper brow to decorate and bath that flesh, while hips ruthlessly and masterfully fuck that cunt to his utmost speed. A loud, roaring groan seemed to tighten those already rippling muscles as that cock exploded a massive stream of heated, milky white thickness. It seared, just as her own cum did as it washed his cock. He shot it deep, making sure to thrust in as each spurt went out. That head dropped back, orbs tightening shut as that mouth went agape with a room flooding moan. She clung to him with kitten's claws, dug into his shoulders as she held on for dear life. Trailing her nails over those restraining arms her head dropping backwards to spill behind her in a platinum spray of strands. Lower twin was clamped down between her teeth, the soft purr of delight rumbling lightly in her throat. She opened her eyes to look at him, fighting to regain control of her pounding pulse and ragged breathing. Christian rammed into her stiffened frame a few more times, thick viscous shot of his seed blazing into her clenching walls. His thick fingers gripped onto those hips, holding her impossibly close with his flesh buried deep. The after shocks of pleasure raped his skin, indignant goosebumps rising afterwards. Thickly corded arms wound about her body, holding her shivering body secured in the circle of strong arms. Movement slowed, soon completely coming to a stop save for his mouth tasting her throat, slick with salt and sweat, his tongue finding spots that made her quiver still in his throes. Spent, Shaila draped in the secure delight of his secure arms, feeling far more comfortable in that circle than anywhere else. Sweaty platinum strands clinging in white gold whorls at her temples and neck while the rest spilled in a blanketing fan of tendrils over his chest. Her master, beloved master, has given her the greatest gift in satisfaction by releasing the demon his teasing had invoked. Under his wandering lips she shivered, her damp cheek tilting to press against his. Lashes fluttered low, shuttering over the weary dark emeralds where sleep tempted her into the darkness. Day and night made love again, night enslaving the day as surely as dusk quenches the heat of the burning sun. Raven tresses spilled over the mattress beside hers, long fingers delving into the white-golden mass to press a loving kiss to her pale forehead. He too closed his eyes, the temptation of sleep making his limbs heavy, even though they were wound about his current addiction. Their limbs twined about each others, tangled in a furor of love and gratification with pale sweet cream and wintry blonde were a contrast to thick muscled tan and midnight locks. Here they slept in panting bliss, their hungers sated, skin cooled, pulses calmed and bond sealed.