0 comments/ 30513 views/ 9 favorites Dianna By: Strapping Young Lad This Girl Only Sleeps With Butterflies (The Prelude) They sat kissing on her couch. Her mouth was so hot. Their tongues tasted one another. Their breathing was soft but getting heavier. She loved kissing. And he was doing such a wonderful job of it! Sometimes he would break off the kiss to lick and suck on her lips. He told her to stick out her tongue and he sucked on that for a few beautiful moments before she told him it was his turn and he stuck out his tongue and she returned the favor in spades. They were both still dressed. His hands wandered all over her petite little body. His hands roamed over the luscious curve of her hips, then up and down her back. Then down to her hips once again, and up and down her lithe thighs. The black dress she wore rode up those beautiful thighs and his hands found her delicious skin and massaged it. His lips broke away from hers and they traveled across her cheek to the curve of her jaw, then up and down her slender neck. He trailed kisses down to and across her collar bone. Then back up and down the other side of her neck. All the while his hands had wandered down to her calves and had been massaging the muscles there. He made his way back to her lovely little mouth. His own thoughts consumed with what that little mouth could do to him. After a few short, quick kisses, he sat back on the couch away from her and drew her leg up into his lap. "What are you doing?" she asked. Her breasts were full and heaving, the nipples hard and digging into the fabric of her bra and dress. "Massaging your feet." he states frankly. His fingers begin to work into the soles of her feet. "Why?" He shrugged. "Because I want to." She had never had a foot massage before, and his skilled, long-fingers hands, were doing a marvelous job. Absolutely marvelous. She wondered what else he could do with those skilled, long-fingered hands. "Did you want me to stop?" he asked. "No!" she cried out then caught herself and blushed a little. "Not unless you want to." Even though she was a little put out by the abrupt change. She would follow this to its inevitable conclusion. After all, she didn't think she would regret it. He kissed her foot. "No, I'm fine." He began to work on each individual toe, being careful not to tickle. "But if you want me to stop, just say so." She lay back on the couch now, a smile on her perfect face. "Okay," she replied. He rubbed first one foot and then the other, working on the sole, the ball and heel, and each individual toe. He took time out to kiss her feet as well. "Do you have a foot fetish or something?" she asked. "No, not really. I just felt like doing something nice for you." He paused. "Do you think you could do something nice for me?" "What?" she asked. "Lift up your dress." he said softly. A flutter of anxiousness swam in her belly. She smiled and seductively bit her lower lip. Her small hands slid to her thighs and began to slowly work the dress up and up. The material gliding over her legs. "More?" she teased. "More." he said, and smiled. She pulled the dress up until her panties were uncovered. "There." he said approvingly, and her hands ceased her slow reveal. He massaged her ankles and lower calves. He went back the first foot and massaged the bridge of it. He brought her foot to his lips and tongue and kissed and licked her little toes. "Show me." he said softly to her, his eyes locking onto hers. "Show you what?" she said coyly, biting her lower lip. "Open your legs." he said, pulling a toe into his mouth and sucking on it. She obliged and spread herself open, slowly, splaying her thighs like butterfly wings. The crotch of her thong panties came into view. They were very damp. He went back to her other foot and did the same, massaging the bridge before bringing it to his lips and tongue to kiss and lick her toes. "Is there anything else you would like me to do?" she asked innocently, but the depth of the question conveyed anything but innocence. "Whatever you want." he said and smiled before pulling a toe into his mouth to suck on it. After a few moments of quiet contemplation her hands slid back down to her thighs and slowly made their way to the waistband of her black thong. She ran her fingers along the edge of the material. She pulled her dress up exposing her bellybutton ring. He noticed her taut little tummy and couldn't wait to kiss and lick all over it. Then her hands crept between her legs. She ran her fingers up and down her pussy lips, and along the edges of the gusset of her thong, before disappearing beneath to rub along the sweet, sensitive skin. With her free hand she pulled the crotch of the panty to the side, exposing her sweetest of secrets to him. Her other finger ran up and down the bare slit now, the labia glistening with her juices. Her index finger circled her sensitive clit. Her eyes were locked onto his. She could feel him growing beneath his jeans and pressing into her leg. "How's that?" she asked, her breathing slightly labored. "That's beautiful," he said and smiled. I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M LETTING YOU DO THIS TO ME "I can't believe I'm letting you do this to me," she whispered into the pillow she clutched to her face. "Did you want me to stop?" he asked, his hands on her ankles. She paused. "No," she said coyly. She had driven almost two hours to Sheboygan to see him. It was their second date. And he was literally driving her crazy with all of his talk about sex! What he would do to her if she let him. And she wanted him to do anything, everything he talked to her about. Stuff she never would have thought about in years of doing with any of her other lovers, or even her husband, when she was married. She was happily divorced now, thank you very much. She lay motionless on her belly on his bed. Her hands clutching the soft, downy pillow, cradling her head. His hands went back to her ankles and slipped off her sandals. They returned to rub and circle the soft flesh and work their way up her lithe calves. At her knees he encountered the hem of her flower-print dress, and began to push that up her thighs as well. She enjoyed the slow tease, and the feel of his hands on her skin. He leaned over the bed. Raising the dress, he touched the smooth curve of her cheeks. As he lifted the dress over them, his hands running over her deliciously curved hips, he spied her black thong nestled in between her soft cheeks. He let out an audible sigh. He left the dress bunched up around her waist. He leaned down and kissed the back of her calf. Then kissed behind her knee. He climbed up onto the bed next to her. His hands massaged her soft backside as he kissed up her thighs to the sweet curve of her cheeks. He pulled her cheeks apart and smiled at the fabric of her thong barely covering her tiny asshole. Her pussy lips were already soaking the material with her juices. "You're so wet already." he told her. "Wet and ready." she said, her voice anxious. Her body anxious to feel him against her, inside her, tasting her, ... oh how she wanted him so bad! He kissed all over her petite ass, massaging the flesh at the same time. His lips and tongue slid into the cleft and she purred. He reached for the waistband of her thong and hooked his fingers into the material and pulled them slowly off of her little body. He threw them onto the bedroom floor. He opened her legs and climbed between them. His hands glided up her legs to open the cheeks of her ass. "So yummy," he said, then leaned down and flicked his tongue across the taboo hole. Her whole body shivered, and goosebumps covered her. This was something she had never done before, and ... and it was very nice. It was dirty. It was taboo. His tongue was licking her little asshole, his hands holding her cheeks apart. Her body soon warmed from him tonguing her little butt. He knifed a hand between her labia, surprising her and found her sweet little clit with his fingers and began to rub it in little concentric circles. Her hips arched up off the bed. Her pussy wept over the fingers rubbing her. His mouth played her like an erotic instrument. The low notes gathering themselves into high notes until the crescendo of climax pulsed through her like a second heartbeat. His mouth was no longer on her ass, it was lapping up her orgasm from between her pouting labia. He was drinking from her. Swallowing her fluid, her cum. His fingers weren't playing their familiar chords either, They were dancing up and down the sweet, swollen labia, back and forth, massaging the soft and sensitive flesh. "Turn over sweetheart," he said pulling his face from her fount. "So I'm your sweetheart now, am I?" she said, slowly turning over. The second heartbeat was slow and quiet, but it was still there. Humming with a life of its own. "After I got done licking your ass, you better be some kind of term of endearment!" he said, playfully slapping at her side as she settled down on her back, her legs splayed open like butterfly wings and him between them. He hooked his hands under her knees and drew her legs up to her beautiful chest. He leaned down. Everything was open to him now, there were no secrets left. He flicked his tongue over her pink clit, then ran it down her slit to pry at her vulva. He dragged it across her perineum, and stabbed it at her delicious little butt. Her circled her anus a few times before licking his way back up to her clit. He went on like this for several minutes, from clit to asshole, asshole to clit, back and forth. His breathing was hot and ragged on her groin. Her eyes were closed and her throat was tight. "More. There." she said when he sucked and licked at her sensitive little clit. So he concentrated his efforts on this perfect little area. Licking and sucking on her clit, dipping his tongue to pull some her fluid into his hungry mouth, then going back to her clit again. He could feel her tense beneath him. The second crescendo. Her hands went to the back of his head and kept him right where she needed him. Her orgasm crashed through her like the waves upon a beach, and her juices poured into his hungry mouth. She kept his head right where she wanted it, and his tongue danced and danced all over her most beautiful parts. Finally she pulled his head away telling him to stop. That it was too sensitive. "That's how I do it," he smiled. Then crawled up her body to kiss her beautiful tummy, the curve of her hip, her beautiful breasts, her collarbone, her neck, her cheeks, then finally her lips. His face was wet with her juices but she kissed him anyway. Their tongues found one another and danced together. His hands roamed her svelte body, caressing her breasts, her arms, sliding down her sides to trace over the curve of her hips. "I want you," she said breathlessly. "Where do you want me?" he asked, leaning down to kiss her neck. "Inside me," she said, "I want you inside me." She could feel his erection pressing into the side of her leg. She could feel the sticky pre-cum leaking from his cock and dabbing at her skin. She reached between them and took his rigid cock in her little hand, feeling it's heat, its pulse as blood coursed through the thick, blue veins. She guided him and he let her. He kissed up and down her neck as she slid the plump, strawberry-like head up and down her slit, wetting it with her juices. She moved it down to her vulva and the head nudged inside a little. "Right there," she whispered into his ear. He pushed forward, slipping inside a little. She gasped. The flared head of his cock stretching open her tight little pussy. His roaming hands slide to her back and under her to hold her by the shoulders. He withdrew slightly then pushed in again, moving deeper inside her. She wrapped her arms around his back. He pulled out a little, then pushed in again, sinking deeper. He kissed her neck. He pulled out a little, then pushed in some more. He was sinking slowly inside her delicious body, inch by lovely inch. Finally his groin was pressed against hers. "Oh, I'm so deep inside you," he gasped. "Oh, fuck me," she whispered. He began to rock in and out of her little body. Her legs wrapped around his hips to pull him back in when he pulled out. He pushed in and pulled out. He kept his hands holding her shoulders, keeping her steady. He pushed in and pulled out. "Harder," she gasped. He thrust in and out. In and out. He leaned back and took her legs from around his waist and hooked them over his forearms, then began fucking her with long, hard strokes. In and out. In and out. He watched her beautiful breasts sway with every thrust. He leaned his head down and took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked on the hard morsel. He pushed his cock in and out. In and out. She was cumming all over his cock. Another crescendo in their orchestra. He took her legs and pulled them up onto his shoulders, and fucked her. In and out. In and out. He kissed her calf and held her legs close to his chest. In and out. In and out. In and out. He let her legs down and held her by the shoulders once more, fucking in and out of her tight little pussy. In and out. In and out. He leaned down and kissed her hungry mouth. He licked her lips and her tongue. She came more, but they were still the little ones that would precede the anticipated bigger one. His hands found hers and he laced their fingers together. Holding her hands down he lifted himself up and continued fucking her. Excitement added by the restraint, the domination, the forcefulness of the act. "Do you like that?" he asked, leaning down to kiss her cheek and along her jaw. "Yes. It's different, but I like it." She kissed him back. She came again. "Would you like to switch positions?" he asked her. "Sure. How would you like me?" "Hands and knees." "Sure," she said. He pulled out of her tight, little pussy. "Oh, wow! I feel so empty! Hurry and fill me back up!" She rolled over onto her hands and knees and he positioned himself between her legs and she backed up to meet him. He took himself in hand and guided the strawberry-like head to her puffy labia. He pressed against her opening and slowly sank back inside her warm insides. "That's what I needed." she sighed, as he filled her. "Just what the doctor ordered, huh?" he said as he pushed in and out of her beautiful little body. "Yes! Just what the doctor ordered." she pulled the pillow to her once more and rested her head down on it, and remembered how nice it felt to have him eating her little asshole before. The arch of her spine titled her pelvis and opened up her ass for him, and he was able to thrust in and out easier and deeper, oh so wonderfully deeper. "Hmmm," she purred, "More of that!" And he began to thrust in and out faster. The sound of their body's hitting together filled the bedroom. His gaze was perpetually pulled to their union. He watched as her pussy pulled out a little with every withdraw, like it didn't want him to leave. He looked at her precious little asshole. And how it would flex with every little cum that she would have. "I want to touch you back here, okay?" he asked her politely, ever the gentleman. She paused. Her mind swam quickly, distracted by his fucking. She did like getting rimmed, his tongue had felt so nice back there. What the hell, why not? If she didn't like it, she could just tell him to stop. But another voice crept up asking her, 'What if she didn't want him to stop?' "Okay." she said softly, holding the pillow a little tighter. He brought his thumb to his mouth and sucked on the digit, covering it in spit. He brought it down to her tiny little rose and gently ever so gently pressed the thumb to that taboo skin. He ran the thumb in small circles over her anus as he fucked her long and hard with his cock. She tensed a little bit at the alien sensations. But he was slow and gentle. He wetted his thumb again and tasted her pungent flavor, then brought the thumb back to trace concentric circles over that sensitive area. "I-I cant believe I'm letting you do this to me," she said, her voice partially muffled by the pillow, but he heard her anyway. It felt nice, really nice. It was adding to the pleasure she was feeling in her loins as he pushed away inside of her. So hard, and so fast. She came again. "I want you to lay on your tummy." he said. "With me still inside you, just slowly slide your legs down until you're on your belly." She did as directed. "There," he said with a tone of joy in his voice. "This is my favorite position." He placed his legs on the outside of hers and drew her legs together. Then he began to fuck her again. The angle he was hitting her at was driving her nuts. He kept hitting her g-spot, and she kept cumming and cumming. He spread her asscheeks and rubbed a wet thumb over her asshole again. Then his hands were on her back, pushing her down, holding her down. More domination, more forcefulness. He fucked in and out of her tight, wet, little pussy. He laid down on her back. "I'm not too heavy for you, am I?" he asked. "No," she squeaked out. "Good," his head rested on her head, he breathed in the smell of her hair. He fucked her. His hands roamed up and down her sides. He fucked her. He slid his hands beneath her and cupped her breasts, feeling the hard nipples digging into his palms. He fucked her. He pulled one hand away and sought her mouth with an eager finger. She sucked on the offered digit as he fucked her, as she came. He leaned back on his haunches and watched himself move in and out of her little body, as she came, and came. "Do you think you'd like for me to cum?" he asked. "Yes! Oh God, please cum!" she cried into the pillow as another big orgasm washed through her. "Where would you like me to cum?" he asked, teasing. "In my pussy! Please cum in my pussy!" she cried out again. "Tell me again!" He cried out, his own thrusting becoming more urgent as he was almost at his own climax. "Cum in my pussy! Cum in my tight little pussy! Fuck me! Fucking cum in me!" she cried out as she rode yet another orgasm. The dirty talk had its desired affect and he orgasmed, shooting his cum deep inside her little body. He slowly, ever so slowly, pushed in and out of her, riding out his climax to its blissful conclusion. Repeating over and over, "I'm cumming in your little pussy. I'm cumming in your little pussy." Until exhausted and thoroughly spent he lay down on top of her again. "Jesus, do you think you could've lasted any longer!" she said sarcastically. "I didn't think you were ever going to cum. That you were just going to keep on going and going like the Energizer Bunny." "Sorry," he apologized. "I masturbated before you came over so that I would last longer for you." "Oh geez, really? You didn't have to do that!" "But I wanted to." He wanted to. Dianna Becomes a Slut Keith had been married to Dianna for five years and sex had never become dull or boring. This was in part because Dianna had such a hot little body, particularly her ass, that it caused all of his friends to make comments no matter what she was wearing. As a couple they were very open about talking about fantasies, especially the idea of other men fucking her cute little pussy. So far Dianna would get extremely hot talking about it while having sex but seemed to cool down later. Several of Keith's friends would make comments about how lucky they thought he was to have a foxy little sex kitten like Dianna, he would occasionally tease them and tell them perhaps they would get lucky sometime, to which he would never get specific. Dianna would occasionally get severe headaches that were best slept off with the aid of extremely strong painkillers. These had a tendency to knock her out for a couple of hours and then she would be fine. Keith started thinking if he played his cards right she might be okay with his friends looking at her and playing with her ass and tits while she was out from her painkillers. He suggested this to her and it seemed to turn her on while they were having sex but then she would later say she could never do that. It was the day four of his friends were coming over for their weekly poker game. He was teasing her and telling her she could say she had a headache and was going to take some pills and sleep it off and he's let his friends look at her. She said no way but it did seem like she was a bit excited. His friends were all getting settled in and Dianna was getting them beer and snacks. Two of his friends were married and two were single, he knew that Dianna thought all of them were sexy because she would tease him and say that if she weren't married she wouldn't hesitate to fuck them. Dianna told them that she was going to take a couple of pills and go to sleep for a couple of hours. All the guys were protesting so she told them her headache would be gone in a couple of hours and we could wake her up. After half an hour or so Keith had to go to the bathroom so he went into the bedroom to use the one in their room. After going he went over to the bed and carefully pulled the covers back off Dianna to see how she was dressed, she usually slept naked. He had a hard-on from seeing her gorgeous breasts with nothing on and wondered what else she was wearing. He hoped she had on a sexy pair of underwear so he could leave her exposed and leave the door open some. When he uncovered her hips his heart jumped with excitement, she was wearing his favorite pair of bluish black underwear. They were slightly loose at the crotchband so that when her legs were slightly parted you could see a tease of pussy lips under the edges. He couldn't help but run his fingers lightly over her mound, slightly pressing his middle finger into her slit. She gave a little moan and pressed herself up against him slightly. As he pressed harder he could feel his finger pressing her panties into her slit she was so wet. She seemed to be out of it but even so moaned for him to fuck her. He figured if he didn't get out of there he would do just that. As Keith stood up he turned on the bathroom light and left the door half open so it allowed soft light to shine on Dianna's sexy half naked body. Her legs were slightly parted so that the edges of her pussy lips showed under the panties. He left the door open about five inches and knew that any of the guys could see her when they went down the hall to the bathroom. He went in the main bathroom and unhooked the chain to the toilet so the guys would have to use the one in their bedroom. He didn't really have much of a chance to think about where this might lead, it mostly seemed like the guys could get a great look at Daianna almost naked. Soon after he got back one of the single guys, Bill said he was going to the bathroom. When he got back he told Keith that the toilet wouldn't flush. He told them just to use the one in their room but try not to disturb his wife. Jay, one of the married guys said to deal him out while he went to take a leak. After about the third hand Jay had missed Keith started wondering what was going on. It occurred to him that as horny as his wife had been when he touched her that she would probably tell anyone else that touched her to fuck her as well. Jim, the other married friend said he had to go, he'd find out what was taking Jay so long. Jay came out looking a little flushed, as Keith went into the kitchen to get more beer he could hear Jay whispering to the other guys. When Keith got back to the table he called out to Jim to hurry up, he had to piss. Jim came out soon after and Keith went into the bedroom. The covers were pulled over Dianna so he slowly pulled them down. As her breasts were exposed he knew the guys had been playing with them as her nipples looked red and hard as rocks. As he exposed her hips and pussy mound ha almost came in his pants at what he saw. The crotch of her panties were pulled to one side and her pussy was open and gushing sperm, come was running out onto the mattress there was so much inside of her. Keith didn't know what came over him but he had to lick her pussy, he pulled her sodden panties off and buried his face in her soaked pussy. Dianna was making enough noise that the others came in to see what was going on just as Keith buried his cock in her impossibly wey pussy. He had never known her to feel as good as her pussy felt all soaked and stretched from being fucked by two guys. He was so turned on he only lasted three strokes and then shot more come in her already soaked cunt than he ever had before. As he was getting up off of her she told the others they might as well all fuck her so everyone started ripping their clothes off as fast as they could.