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Flirt

By: JamesSD



Katie was a flirt. She wasn't shy about it; in fact she even owned a tight, bright yellow t-shirt that proudly proclaimed it, the word printed boldly across her ample breasts in a parody of the "Squirt" product logo.

Justin was quite familiar with Katie's tits. He and Katie had dated for a while in high school. Although she was only a few months older, she was a senior when he was a junior. Their relationship had been a fairly typical high school one, with a lot of making out and groping, but no penetration or "happy endings".

Katie and Justin had e-mailed a few times right when she went to college but they dwindled as the school year passed. That next summer, a month after Justin's high school graduation, he received an invitation in the mail to a pool party Katie was having at her house. He immediately called her to RSVP. 

"Hey you, great to hear from you!" Katie exclaimed.

"So I hear you're having a big party?" Justin asked.

"Oh yeah. My parents are out of town, so I'm having some people over. It will be fun, and there will be booze!" Katie exclaimed. They chatted and caught up on what they'd been up to until she suddenly interrupted, "Hey, sorry, I've got another call. I'll see you at my party, ok?"

Justin wore his swim trunks and a Hawaiian shirt to Katie's pool party. He arrived at the ideal time, just as the party was getting into full swing. There were dozens of people his age in swimwear, enjoying the hot summer sun. While there were guys there than girls, Justin naturally focused his attention on the hot girls in bikinis.

One girl caught him staring, but instead of scowling came over to talk.

"Hi," she said. "I'm Lisa, a friend of Katie's from college!" she introduced herself in a bubbly, excited manner.

"Hey, I'm Justin. Katie and I went to high school together."

"I like your swim trunks," Lisa said, pointing in the general direction of Justin's crotch. As their conversation continued she flirted with him shamelessly, asking him if he liked her own skimpy swimsuit, having him inspect her navel piercing, and otherwise drawing attention to her body.

Justin figured things were going pretty well and that he had a shot with Lisa. Unfortunately for him, she waved at a muscle-bound guy who walked over and joined them, whom she gave a huge hug and kiss on the lips. "Justin, this is my boyfriend, Kevin."

Justin felt annoyed and disappointed at her meaningless flirtation. He excused himself quickly, not wanting to endure watching Lisa make eyes at Kevin. He spied Katie, looking fantastic in her bright, tiny blue bikini and surrounded by a group of four guys, all vying for her attention. For being a slightly curvier girl, Katie always was confident, and not afraid to show some skin. She saw him and waved, but he chose to wait until she was less occupied to try to talk with her.

Justin spent most of the party talking with a guy whose name escaped him, but had interesting stories to tell about his recent trip to South America. He watched Katie from a distance, observing her flirt with the guys, touching them, and just plain drawing attention to herself. Every now and then she'd blow Justin a kiss. He'd smile and wave back.

The sun set just as the beer ran out and the party started to disperse. Justin walked over to Katie to finally say both hello and goodbye, but instead she grabbed his hand and said "Come sit in the hot tub with me! I've missed you!" she exclaimed, pressing her practically naked body against his in a warm embrace.

After agreeing, Justin soon found that he wasn't the only guy that Katie had invited to join her in the hot tub, as there was already a slightly older guy waiting for her there. "Justin, this is Clint. Clint, Justin," Katie said, introducing them.

Justin learned that Clint was 23, and seemed to Justin to be a little too full of himself. He admitted that Clint had that air of cockiness that appealed to girls like Katie. Still, Justin didn't feel threatened, and enjoyed being near Katie and was willing to tolerate her choice in company.

The last of the other remaining guests said their goodbyes, and it was now just Clint, Justin, and Katie. "I gotta pee!" Katie suddenly said, giggling and hopping out of the tub. She didn't bother with a towel, and both Justin and Clint admired her ass wiggling as she scooted into the house. 

"So, bro, have you hit that?" Clint asked Justin once Katie was out of earshot.

"Me? No. We used to go out, in high school, but she was a virgin then. We didn't go past second base. Why, have you?" Justin wasn't sure how he felt about this guy having gotten the woman Justin wanted but never was able to have, who had filled many of his fantasies during nights of masturbation.

"Not yet, but man, she gives some great head. She sucked me off in my truck outside this bar a couple weekends ago."

Justin wasn't sure what to feel. He was shocked at how casually Clint was revealing this information. He was a jealous, mostly that this stranger had been able to casually get farther with Katie in an evening than he had in months of dating. Yet, he also felt a bit excited at the scandalous confession. He tried to play it cool. "Yeah, I bet she really knows how to use her mouth."

"Oh fuck yeah. Those sorority girls, they really know how to suck like a Hoover. I think it's part of their training or something. I figure she invited me to this party so we could finish what we started," Clint stated, as though it was already a done deal.

Justin shrugged in response. He knew that Katie probably just wanted the party to be as full as possible with guys who found her attractive and would give her attention, and that Clint wasn't particularly special. He could tell Clint wanted him to take the hint and excuse himself, but he was feeling a little bitter and didn't want to make it easy on Katie and Clint. If they asked him to leave it was one thing, but he wasn't going to just leave on his own.

Katie came back carrying more drinks. She slid back into the tub gracefully, grinning wickedly. Once again Justin noticed how good she looked in her little blue bikini, and how much she'd firmed up her body since high school. She hadn't lost those ample tits though, which were dominating Justin's attention. 

"You boys are so far away, I'm getting lonely. Why don't you each scoot closer to me?" she asked. Justin was the first to move. Clint seemed a bit hesitant, but didn't want to look uptight, and soon both men were pressed against one of Katie's sides. "See, isn't this better?" Katie said. She placed one hand on each guy's thigh under the water.

Katie turned to whisper in Clint's ear. Justin tried to listen, but was quickly distracted as Katie's hand slid up his thigh to his crotch. His cock became hard instantly as she teased him under the water through his swim trunks. He wondered if Clint was receiving the same treatment. He glanced over and saw that Katie was kissing Clint, their tongues deep in each other's mouths. It was impossible to tell if her other hand was still on Clint's thigh, or was on his package.

The situation was surreal to Justin, but he let his cock do the thinking and just went with it. Katie wasn't his girlfriend, nor was she Clint's. She could do whatever she wanted, and if that involved rubbing his cock while she made out with another guy, so be it. He was euphoric to have her hand rubbing his hard dick. It had been a while since Justin had gotten lucky, and he was ready to take what he could get.

Katie broke her kiss, turned to Justin and winked before lifting both her hands out of the water. "Is it ok with you guys if I get more comfortable?" she asked. Without waiting for a response she untied her bikini top and cast it aside. Justin soaked in the sight of his ex's lovely tits, exposed to him fully for the first time in over a year.

"I'll get naked if you guys do," Katie said. "But you both have to." Clint looked slightly annoyed. Justin could see him doing the math. It was a sort of twisted prisoner's dilemma that Katie had set up: Clint needed to play along to get what he wanted, even if it wasn't heading to his preferred outcome. Justin put the ball in Clint's court by standing up and slipping off his bathing trunks.

The fact was, Justin had a large cock and loved to show it off whenever he could. He'd been made aware of the fact by the second girl who gave him a blowjob, a girl who had gotten around and seen plenty of cocks, who was very enthusiastic about the size and shape of his. As it came into view, Katie smiled at the sight of Justin's erection, licking her lips slightly. She'd felt it rub up against her while dry-humping, but this was her first experience seeing just how well endowed her slightly younger ex-boyfriend truly was.

"Your move, Clint," Katie said to the other man slyly. "Are you in, or are you out?" She stood up and began toying with her bikini bottoms. "My house, my rules, and I say either you get naked or you go home." Katie's navel piercing dangled enticingly, pointing down towards paradise. As Katie pulled her bottoms down slightly it became clear to Justin she couldn't have much in the way of pubic hair, as none had yet made an appearance. Justin was still standing, wanting Katie to get a good long look at his full erection.

Clint sighed and resigned himself to his fate. He quickly shed his trucks and sat back into the water. His cock appeared quite average; neither impressive nor especially small. Justin remembered that Katie had presumably seen it before, when she had given Clint head.

"My turn," Katie said gleefully, finally sliding her bottom off her hips. Justin got a good look at her pussy lips and the almost complete lack of pubic hair between her legs. Only a small patch sat above her clit. "You like my trim job, Justin?" Katie asked. "It's very fashionable you know. All the girls in my sorority either shave most or all of theirs. And the guys love it. Don't you guys love it?" Katie said, thrusting her pussy out slightly to model her haircut, standing unabashedly nude in her parent's hot tub in front of two very horny guys.

"Yes, it's gorgeous," Justin replied.

"Want to touch it?" Katie asked seductively turning towards him and staring into Justin's dark eyes with her piercing blue ones.

Justin nodded and reached out, stroking Katie's tummy, then drifting his hand lower, between her thighs. He glanced over at Clint, who was obviously stewing over the lack of attention but not willing to punt on the situation just yet.

"Clint, I'd love it if you would touch my boobs," Katie said.

'So that's it,' Justin thought. 'Katie wants a threesome. If that's what it takes to finally get a piece of her, so be it.'

Clint seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, and stood up behind Katie to cup her tits, and presumably grind his dick against her ass. Justin simply caressed Katie's outer lips for a bit, allowing her to get wetter and more excited. He had to admit, he felt a strange sense of jealousy watching Clint manhandle his ex's tits. He seemed a bit rough, but Katie looked to be enjoying it. Or perhaps she was enjoying Justin's fingers.

Katie cooed, obviously loving all the attention. "Justin, would you lick my pussy? I've always wondered if you were good with your tongue," she said to him seductively.

Justin slipped forward and extended his tongue to lick her bare lips. He was very aware of the other guy behind her, groping her tits and kissing her. Still, her pussy looked so sexy, and he wanted to show her what he'd learned. Justin teased her gently with the tip of his tongue, brushing it against her clit before lapping once at her swollen pussy lips.

"Oh Justin!" Katie moaned. "Clint, give me a few minutes, I want to really enjoy what Justin is doing." She moved away from Clint, spreading her legs and standing over Justin, who was still sitting in the hot tub. He slid his tongue up and down her pussy lips, darting into her occasionally. He slid his hands up her smooth legs and cupped her tight ass as he sucked her swollen clit.

"God... God yes!" Katie moaned. "I love it."

Justin wasn't sure how long he licked her, but he didn't care. It was a joy to pleasure her, especially as she cried out, "Yes, yes, God yes!" Her body tensed up, and she cried out, "Oh God, I'm coming!" followed by a long, loud moan. She sank back into the hot tub, a look of serene satisfaction on her face.

Justin had momentarily forgotten about the other guy in the tub, but saw Clint glaring at him. "I think it's my turn to take care of you boys," Katie said. "Stand up," Justin stood up once more, his large erection standing out proudly, long and hard. Clint also stood.

"Move together closer you two," Katie instructed. When Clint didn't move Justin stepped towards him, so they were standing side by side. It was weird for Justin to be standing naked to another fully erect man, but he didn't care, especially when Katie wrapped her lips around his thick shaft and started sucking on him. He saw that she had her hand wrapped around Clint and was jerking him off.

"Mmmm two nice hard cocks, just for me," Katie cooed as she switched from sucking on Justin's large cock to Clint's somewhat smaller dick, but sucked on him with the same enthusiasm, taking most of him in her mouth. Katie continued stroking Justin's cock, and he reached down to give her tits a firm squeeze.

"What's the matter baby? Don't I excite you?" Katie asked Clint. Justin looked over and saw that Clint seemed to have lost his erection.

"Fuck this shit, I'm out of here!" Clint exclaimed, climbing out of the pool and grabbing his swimsuit. "Crazy slut."

"Well, at least one of you was a real man who can keep a hard on when a sexy girl is playing with it," Katie said, switching her attention to Justin. "Think it was a dick size thing? I can see where this monster might intimidate a smaller man."

Justin just grinned cockily.

Katie continued stroking his cock and continued, "I heard all about you and what you can do with this thing from Melissa Eggler. She told me about what you did to her after the winter dance. 

Melissa Eggler had been Justin's date to the school's winter dance. Her parents were out of town that night, and the two eighteen year olds had made out for the first time that night, first on her living room couch, and later on her bed. Making out had led to more him going down on her, and eventually Justin lost his virginity that night with Melissa, although he had not been her first. While the first time was as brief as sex is for most new 18 year olds, by the third and fourth times they did it that night Justin had Melissa crying out with pleasure.

"God, I really was missing out in staying a virgin," Katie continued, interrupting Justin's memories. "But I'm going to change that today. It's amazing to me that I was so scared of sex back then. I mean, look at me now. I'll be honest, today was not the first time I've given head to more than one guy at the same time," Katie said, and then resumed her cock sucking.

Justin mused at Katie's transformation. He liked this new sex-positive girl, and not just because she was blowing him. He watched with transfixed awe as the pretty blonde expertly slid her lips up and down his shaft, looking up at him with a wonderful twinkle in her eye.

"Ready to put this thing in me?" Katie asked, releasing Justin's erection from her grasp. "Because I'm dying to feel it, and see what you can do."

Justin's cock was more than ready after Katie's oral ministrations. "How do you want me?" he asked.

"Let's move to one of the chaise lounges," she suggested. She bent over to grab a condom out of her purse and tossed it to Justin. "We're lucky I have some large sized ones, aren't we stud?" she joked.

"I guess you were prepared for anything," Justin joked as he quickly shredded the foil package and rolled the rubber onto his dick.

Katie positioned herself on hands and knees on the lounge. She looked over her shoulder at Justin and wiggled her ass for him. "Come get some," she cooed.

Justin moved behind Katie and slid his hands up and down her curvy, feminine body. He slipped his hands between her thighs and found she was still plenty wet and ready for him. "I have to admit, I've thought about this a lot," he told her as he placed his cock at the entrance to her warm pussy.

"I bet you did, at night when you jerked off!" Katie giggled. "Come on, take me! Fuck me with that big hard cock!"

Justin gripped her hips and pushed forward. Katie gasped loudly as the head of his cock penetrated her outer lips and slid into her pussy.

"Oh god, that feels nice," she cried out. "Yes, yes, fuck me!"

Justin had learned the hard way that he needed to take his time and let a girl become accustomed to his size. Still, Katie was very wet, and seemed to adapt quickly. With short, gradual thrusts, eventually Justin's whole cock was buried deep within her.

"How's that feel baby?" he asked Katie, leaning down to nibble her neck and caress the side of her breast.

"Wonderful. Better than I imagined. I love it," she moaned.

"How do you want me to fuck you? Hard and fast? Or nice and slow?" Justin asked, continuing to penetrate her slowly and deeply.

"You're the man," she replied. "You decide."

Justin had every intention of savoring this potentially once in a lifetime experience. He was already highly excited from Katie's oral ministrations, and her pussy felt hot and wet, but the thin latex of the condom did help him hold back a little. Justin slid most of his length out of Katie slowly, and then pushed it all back into her with the same practiced ease.

"That's right... that's right. Fuck me, Justin. Fuck my slutty little pussy!" Katie encouraged.

Justin looked down to watch his cock slip in and out of Katie. He was totally in the moment, in love with the sensation of penetrating the girl he'd frequently masturbated while thinking about, and was now buried balls deep within. He looked around, fully realizing that he was fucking her doggy style in her parents' backyard.

"So good," Katie moaned. Justin forced himself to take his time, really enjoy Katie and give her a good fucking. He used his entire length to fuck her slowly, penetrating her deeply, then sliding almost all the way out before pushing back in her once more.

"Do you wish Clint was still here?" Justin asked on a whim. "Would you like to be sucking on his cock while I fuck you from behind?"

"Justin, baby, as long as you and your big cock are fucking me, who cares about anything else. Fuck Clint, I've got you!" she exclaimed.

Justin chuckled, reaching down to grab Katie's tits and squeeze them as he penetrated her. He rubbed the hard nipples between his fingers, pushing his cock as deep within her tight, wet pussy as he could.

"Yes, I love it. I want you, baby. Please fuck me harder?" Katie asked, sounding almost pained.

Justin couldn't say no. He put his hands on Katie's shoulders, gripping her, and began thrusting into her with hard, fast, deep stroked, pounding her with a solid rhythm. She lifted her head up and cried out, her tits swaying with each of Justin's thrusts.

"Play with your clit," Justin told her. "I want to make you cum. I want to feel you cum around my cock."

"It's too soon," Katie protested.

"Do it!" Justin ordered. Katie immediately plunged her right hand between her thighs. She caressed his balls briefly before settling on her clit.

"That's right, take it. Take my big cock in your tight, wet pussy. You like getting fucked don't you? You love how my big, fat cock feels?" Justin asked her through clenched teeth, feeling his passion rise and the moment of release building.

"Yes... yes... OH GOD YES!" Katie cried. "I'm coming!" she screamed. Justin felt her whole body tense up, her pussy clenching him, pulsing and demanding he shoot his cum.


Flirt



In the moment, Justin felt completely depraved. He wanted to defile Katie, leave his mark on her. "I want to cum on you, cum on your tits and face," he grunted between breaths, still thrusting into her, barely holding off.

"Yes, I love it," Katie exclaimed.

Justin pulled his cock out of her pussy and ripped off the rubber. Katie quickly sank to her knees in front of him, just in time. As she opened her mouth, his orgasm began, with a huge stream of white cum shooting out from his cock and striking her on the cheek, splashing upward.

Justin groaned loudly as he came. Spurt after spurt of semen erupted from his cock onto Katie's pretty face. As his orgasm subsided, the last drops of cum dribbled out onto her tits. Katie grinned up at him, completely drenched, his semen dripping off her face.

"Holy shit," she said. "That was a lot. I don't think I've been this much of a mess since I gave these three Chi Delta brothers blowjobs at the same time."

Justin chuckled, staggering and sitting down on the lounge next to Katie. "I guess you inspired me," he said.

"Really, you fuck better than a lot of older college guys. You're going to have fun when you start college in the fall," Katie stated.

"Assuming I can get laid," Justin said.

"You're kidding me. Justin, listen. You're cute, you're smart, you're funny, and you're a good fuck. You just need a little more confidence. You need to show girls you meet at parties that you're going to be a good time for them. Hell, you could even just tell girls "I've got a big dick and know how to use it."

Justin laughed. "Yeah right, like that would work. It would get me slapped."

"Maybe a few times. But you're going to find girls who are curious if you can back up your big talk. And you can. They'll have a good time, and so will you. Everybody wins."

"Tell you what," Katie continued, "I think my sorority has a chapter where you're going to college in the fall. I'll see about making a couple calls and putting in a good word for you with the sisters there."

"You'd do that for me?" Justin asked.

"Sweetie, I'd do it for THEM. They deserve a nice guy like you to fuck their little cooches off. And yeah, you deserve to be swimming in pussy," Katie replied with a giggle.

That wasn't the last time that Justin and Katie fucked that Summer, or even that night. That Fall, Katie made good on her promise to put in a good word for Justin, and college was the best four years of Justin's life.



Flirt



Michelle was a natural flirt. Not that there was anything wrong with that. Mind you, her husband, Nate, didn't necessarily agree. He was of a jealous disposition, always pushing himself between Marie and anyone she might be talking to.

I don't think he had any real cause for his jealousy. He was just a trifle insecure and took it out on Michelle. Several times I'd heard him ranting at her for just smiling at someone. As far as I was concerned I just thought, what the hell? She was of a naturally friendly and vivacious personality. You can't blame someone for being like that. Most people want to be.

I knew them both well. When Michelle flirted with me I would flirt right back, and the hell with what Nate thought. His insecurities were not my fault or my problem and I was damned if I was going to modify my behaviour just to let him demonstrate his superiority.

As you may guess, Nate and I don't really get on too well together. I wouldn't go out of my way to do him a bad turn, but neither would I want to go out of my way to do him a good turn.

I finally decided that I'd had enough when Nate tried to slug me one day. I was down the street and I bumped into Michelle coming out of a shop. Literally. I almost knocked her flying. If I hadn't caught her arm to help her maintain her balance she'd have gone down.

That's when Nate came barrelling up. I was still holding Michelle's arm and she was smiling her thanks and Nate came charging over and tried to hang one on me. I dodged and promptly hid behind Michelle. Cowardly, possibly, but I saw no benefits in getting into a brawl with Nate and there were a lot of potential downsides. So I let Michelle handle him, which she did, very volubly. 

My chance at a little revenge came a few weeks later. Nate and Michelle were having a bit of a party and I was invited. Probably reluctantly on Nate's part, but I was invited. I rolled up, handed Michelle a present (it was her birthday), and joined the company, just socializing. 

Nate and Michelle seemed to be the only two not drinking. Michelle had a glass of wine in her hand which she would occasionally sip, but it seemed to me that the one glass lasted a long time. I figured that she was taking care to be on her best behaviour. Nate wasn't drinking because he was too busy following Michelle around, making sure she didn't talk to anyone for too long. Actually, he was drinking, but only soft drink, a coke. Me, I also left the alcohol alone, but I had ulterior purposes.

The party started winding up and people were departing. Nate finally sat down in an easy chair, looking a little tired. I wasn't surprised to see him nod off. I was still there when Michelle came back from seeing off the last of the other guests.

"Last one," she said, smiling at me.

I smiled back. She was remarkably easy on the eye. She was currently wearing a short skirt and a nice lacy blouse that buttoned up the front. The top two buttons were undone, showing a hint of nice cleavage and a hint of a lacy bra.

"Indeed," I murmured. "All alone at last."

She laughed, flicking a glance towards Nate, making sure he wasn't listening. While she was glancing away from me I reached out and undid another button on her blouse.

Michelle gasped and slapped a hand against her blouse, but by then I'd moved on to another button. With four buttons undone, and her hand moved aside, her blouse gaped open to show quite a bit of cleavage. I ran my hand over the creamy swell revealed.

"Are you nuts," whispered Michelle. "Nate will go spare."

"Only if he wakes up," I said, pulling her blouse out of her skirt and undoing more buttons. Michelle was blushing, slapping at my hands and trying to hold the blouse together. I pushed her hands aside and I also pushed the blouse off her shoulders, running it down her arms,

She really did look delectable, nice high breasts partially covered by a decorative bra. She was still whispering objections when I noticed the front clip to the bra and unclipped it.

"You're mad," Michelle announced, her voice rising in volume. "Nate will kill you."

"Really?" I said as I slipped her bra straps down her arms, pushing off both blouse and bra so that she was topless. "Why don't you wake him up?"

"Because I don't want bloodshed," she snapped. "Maybe you'd better go."

"And maybe not," I murmured as I cupped her breasts, rubbing her nipples with my thumbs. "Hey, Nate!"

Michelle almost had a heart attack when I yelled to Nate. He didn't so much as stir.

"Go and shake him awake," I suggested.

Michelle could tell from my tone that something was wrong. She crossed to Nate and shook his shoulder, telling him to wake up. Nate snored a little in response.

"Goodness me," I said in surprise. "It looks as though someone slipped him a Mickey Finn. He's out cold. He will be for the next hour, minimum."

"You," accused Michelle. "You did that. Why?"

To give her a hint I reached for her skirt and unclipped and unzipped.

"Guess," I said, pushing it downwards.

"Are you crazy? Do you really think I'm going to have sex with you?"

"Yes," I said, sliding a skimpy pair of panties down, "I do."

"But why?" she half wailed.

"I'm sick of Nate always accusing me of having an affair with you," I told her. "If I've got the name, I want the game, and you are really very sweet."

My hand was now massaging her mound, firmly rubbing back and forth, drawing a response. 

"But you can't just walk in here and expect me to be willing," she protested.

"Can't I?" I asked in some surprise. 

I had been pushing her back until she was leaning back against one of the easy chairs. I now slipped down my zip and withdrew my erection.

"I don't believe this," muttered Michelle, looking down at where I was now standing between her thighs, my erection very close to forbidden territory.

"I don't fucking believe this," she gasped as I eased her lips apart and pressed between them.

"Oh my god," she said as I drove firmly into position, feeling her woman's flesh sweetly yielding to my thrust, closing around to hold me.

"Come on," she gasped. "You can't just walk in here, take off my clothes, and take me up against a chair like this." 

"I can't?" I asked.

"No," she said, shaking her head, apparently ignoring the fact that my erection was deep inside her.

"OK," I murmured, withdrawing, having to hold back a laugh at the look of shock on her face.

I smiled at her, and she was right to distrust that smile.

"That was never my intention, anyway," I told her, pushing her down onto the carpet. "Come along now, hands and knees, bottom high."

"You can't do this," she muttered, but sank to her knees and assumed a nice doggy style position.

I knelt behind her, stroking her lips with my cock. I steadied, lining up with my erection pressing firmly against her moist lips, ready to drive forward.

"Are you telling me to stop?" I asked.

"You should," she replied. "You know you should."

"But are you telling me to?" I asked again, pressing a little harder.

She didn't actually say. What she did do was press back against me, with the result that I was sliding into position one more. I assumed that was her answer.

Hands holding her breasts, I pushed in, once more feeling her yield to my entry. She didn't bother to say anything this time, just pushing back to meet me. Satisfied that everything was in order I started taking her, pushing in hard, following it with a slow withdrawal, before returning with another dynamic thrust.

Michelle was with me every inch of the way, pushing back to meet me. We came together hard, setting a nice rapid tempo, each of us enthusiastically getting on with the job. 

It is always good to have a young and willing woman attached to you so intimately. I took her hard, enjoying myself but, at the same time, doing my best to please her. It was hard work, but some sacrifices one makes willingly. 

I've always found the best way to tell how well you're progressing is to listen. You can literally hear the excitement a woman feels in her voice, and if you pay attention to it you can tell when she's ripe to roll. The sounds Michelle was making were taking on that higher pitch, and she was humping her hips more feverishly. As far as I was concerned, she was ready.

Acting on my feelings I drove in harder and faster, happy to let myself go. She gasped, shuddered and climaxed, taking me with her as she went.

I withdrew and she rolled over and just lay there, looking remarkably content and satisfied. I straightened my clothing and winked at her.

"Happy birthday, sweetheart," I said, "but it's time for me to go. Go have a nice shower and go to bed. Sleeping beauty can find his own way to bed when he wakes up."

She walked me to the door, glorious in her nudity. I patted her bottom and left her there. I was also wondering if there'd ever be a repeat performance. Something to consider.



Flirtacious



Women are funny people. I don't understand them. Some men say they do, but they're just lying. If you think you understand a woman she'll do something completely off the wall, just to confound you.

If you're wondering why I'm pontificating about women it's because of Betty. She's a sweet young thing that lives next door to me. She and her husband moved in about a year ago. She's about twenty, with him a year or two older. 

Me, I'm somewhat older, in my forties and alone now, since my wife died.

Betty is a flirtatious young thing. Flirts with everyone, even me. I've seen some of the lads around the neighbourhood sniffing around, but as far as I can tell mild flirtation is all Betty ever does. I actually saw one young chap try to strong-arm her in what he thought was a private corner. I was about to step in when she gave him a knee to the testicles and that cooled his ardour right quick. I whispered in him later about how easy it is to break arms when you know how, pointing out that I knew how but was out of practise. I insinuated that if I saw him again I'd get that practice in.

Not that I'm totally innocent. I've done a little gentle pushing when Betty had been in a particularly playful mood, but the little wretch is quite skilled at deflating an ego and having you back off.

One Saturday she came waltzing into my place. Just a quick bang on the back door and there she was, all vibrant and bouncing. I forget what she came over for, something minor that she hoped I could help her with.

Now I have noticed that when she wants something, Betty is especially flirtatious. It doesn't matter how big or how small the request might be, she pulls out all stops, flirting like crazy so that you find yourself offering to do any little service she might require.

Because Betty was after something she was in full flirt mode. She wore a loose blouse that had one button too many undone, showing some very nice cleavage and the edges of a skimpy lacy bra. She also had on a flirty skirt (naturally) and as far as I was concerned the hem was about one inch too high. I'll swear I could see the edge of her panties when she bounced along.

I got whatever it was she was after and she was just standing talking, saying thank you. As always she was standing just that little bit too close, making you very much aware that you were a man and she was a woman. 

Because I'm so much bigger than her I had to look down at her. Was it really my fault that my eyes just kept on looking down, straight down the front of her blouse? The little minx spotted where I was looking, of course. She giggled, leaned forward slightly and gave a pretty little shake which did all sorts of interesting things to her natural attributes.

"You, my pet, are a minx. What you need is a good spanking."

She laughed outright at me. 

"Probably," she said. "Why don't you suggest it to Tom and see what he thinks."

"Ha. You've got your husband under your thumb from what I can see," I grumbled. "He'd probably agree that you need one but there's no way that he'd give it to you."

She giggled again.

"True. Looks like I'll have to miss out."

To add a point to her comment she gave another little shake, and I could see her lovely breasts wobbling around in a bra too small to contain them.

"Well you'd better be careful, my pet," I growled. "Another little trick like that and I'll put you over my own knee and paddle you."

"Ooh, big man," she giggled. "I dare you." With that she leaned even lower and gave another wriggle.

I never could resist a challenge. I swung out the chair next to me and sat on it, at the same time catching hold of Betty's arm and giving it a quick tug. Betty found herself falling forward over my knee before she could even think to resist.

I flicked her skirt out of the way and my hand came down smartly on her bottom, or on a nice lacy pair of panties to be exact.

Betty squealed in surprise and indignation.

"What the hell do you think you're doing," she demanded.

"Spanking you, just like you dared me to," I pointed out. "Are you backing out of the dare now?"

"B-but I didn't think you really would," came the protest.

"Well, now you know otherwise. Are you backing out of the dare?"

"No, damn you. I can handle anything you dish out."

"That's nice to know," I murmured. "Ah, you should note that I'm not in a hurry to finish this. It's nice to have you at a disadvantage for once."

With that I brought my hand down for a second spank.

"Are you counting these, by the way?" I asked her. "I move on to stage two after half a dozen spanks. Let me know when I've reached that target, won't you."

"How many stages are there," demanded Betty. "I thought you'd just give a quick paddle and that's it."

"Really," I said, giving the third paddle. "Where's the fun and finesse in that?"

I delivered the next two spanks in quick succession. 

"That's five," muttered Betty, squirming slightly. "What's the second phrase?"

"And this is six," I said, my hand coming down again. "I'm sure that you'll concede that apart from the embarrassment, so far it hasn't really hurt at all. True?"

"True," came the muttered reply.

"Well, unfortunately, stage two will sting a bit more. Probably because you'll be getting spanked like this."

With that I gave a swift tug to her panties, drawing then away from the playing field. I also delivered the first sharp spank to the pretty bare bottom displayed before me.

"Wait, wait, wait," squealed Betty. "I didn't agree to my panties coming off."

"Oh, come on," I protested, my hand resting casually on her bottom. "Surely the thought must have crossed your mind."

"Well, yes, but I didn't think you'd go that far."

I delivered another firm spank, raising a yelp. 

"Well, if you thought of it, you can't be too surprised when it happens," I pointed out. "Are you counting these spanks, now? Stage three takes place after a dozen of these."

I delivered two more spanks, one to each cheek.

"Hold on," came the expected squeal. "If stage two involves taking my panties down, what happens at stage three?"

Two more nice firm spanks and I answered her question.

"I wouldn't worry about it," I told her. "It just means that your dress gets taken off. Your bottom is already bare, so it shouldn't bother you."

"That's six," gasped Betty. "With the first six, that make the dozen."

"No. I said a dozen at this stage," I pointed out. Still six, five, four to go."

I counted off a couple more spanks for her. All heart, that's me.

"As I was saying, with your bottom already bare, losing your skirt shouldn't worry you, and with skirt and panties off you won't even notice when your shirt and bra join them."

Two more spanks while she digested this. 

"Hold on," she wailed. "Are you saying I'll be naked for the next part?"

"Ah, I prefer to use the word nude, myself, and you're already halfway there. Why worry. And your bottom is a nice shade of red. Very pretty."

With that I delivered the last two spanks and swung her back to her feet.

I reached over and undid a button at the side of her skirt and it promptly slid down. 

"Come on," I coaxed. "Blouse and bra. You can't be embarrassed to let me see your breasts. You were shaking them at me pretty hard, earlier." 

Betty was looking rather rebellious. I pushed a little harder.

"You can back out if you want to. I'll quite understand if you have qualms. You didn't really expect to get spanked when you dared me, after all."

I got the evil eye and Betty started undoing buttons, muttering to herself.

I have to admit that her figure was every bit as good as I thought it would be. She was a wonderful nude. I wondered if I'd ever be able to talk her into facing a camera dressed like that. 

I eased her back over my knee, adjusting her position slightly. This mainly consisted of edging her legs slightly further apart, for her comfort, I assured her. I noticed with interest that her mound was slightly flushed and her lips looked a little puffy.

"How many spanks for this part," Betty asked, a little nervousness showing. The last dozen spanks would have smarted and her bottom was probably stinging somewhat.

"Oh, no actual count this time," I said. "I'll just deliver a series of short sharp spanks. You'll know when it's over."

I proceeded to start delivering a series of short sharp spanks - against her pussy. Betty froze in shock for a moment, then the protest came.

"What are you doing? That's not my bottom."

"I noticed. Part three is a pussy spanking. You'll probably find that, as well as smarting, it will give you a little climax. If that happens then that's the end of this part of the spanking with only one part to go."

"Oh my god, you're spanking my pussy. You didn't say anything about spanking my pussy. Oh my god, I don't think you should be doing that."

"It if comes to that, I probably shouldn't be spanking you at all. Since I am, I like to do a good job."

She was making little squeaking and squealing noises as I kept up a fast drumming against her pussy. She was squirming and if I wasn't careful she'd wriggle right off my lap and I didn't think she'd bend over it a second time to have her pussy paddled.

"You're going to fall if you're not careful," I warned her. "Here, let me help steady you."

I took a firm grip, while continuing with the quick drumbeat against her.

"Um, you're holding my breast," came a small voice.

"And a very nice breast it is," I told her. "I'm only doing it to hold you in place though."

I persisted in the drumming. Betty's breathing was more like gasping now. 

"Wait a second," Betty suddenly gasped. "What do you mean only one part to go? What else is there?"

"Don't you worry about that right now," I told her. "Just concentrate on the punishment you're currently getting."

I upped the tempo a little, and I had a suspicion I could hear little splashes when my hand landed. I decided to help things along a little and started rubbing my palm over her nipple.

It was interesting to watch Betty trying to protest this liberty. One hand waved in the general direction of where I was rolling her nipple around and she managed to say something like, "Hand, nipple". 

"Yes, I know," I assured her. "I can feel it." 

I think she was going to try to explain more lucidly, because she took a big breath. Before she could actually say anything I stopped spanking. 

"If my estimation is right, you should just about be ready for me to do this."

I gently slipped a finger between her lips and probed down around her clitoris. I must have hit close enough to the target, as Betty stiffened and then squealed and shuddered, a nice little climax rolling over her.

I held her on my knee, waiting for her to recover, idly rubbing bottom and breast while I waited. After a while she shook her head and tried to push herself up off my lap. I let her go and she leaned back against the table, still trying to catch her breath.

Eventually she gained enough control to ask again the question that had bothered her earlier.

"Wh-what was that last part you were talking about? You've already done more than you should."

"Just finishing up in style," I told her. "Nothing to worry about. You're already in the ideal position for it."

She looked down at herself. She was naked and leaning back against the table, her body on full display. Also, with her legs parted, she was in an excellent position to be taken, and she knew it.

"Wait a second. I didn't say anything about having sex. I dared you to spank me, that's all."

"And from the moment you let me take your panties down you've been agreeing to whatever I might want to do," I said softly, "and you know it. I gave you chances to back off and you didn't take them."

I rose to my feet, unzipped and eased my erection out from where it had been getting crushed by my clothes. Betty was staring at me, eyes wide.

"Are you going to back out now? You can, you know?" I asked, moving closer.

"Then you'll think I couldn't take it," she muttered, eyes lowered. Not from modesty, I might add. She was watching my erection approach.

I didn't beat about the bush. I moved up to her, my cock leading the way. As soon as I was close enough I adjusted its position so that it pushed firmly against her. Her lips were still puffy, swollen, and slightly parted, and as I pressed against them they parted to let me in, closing softly around me.

"Oh my god," Betty said, very softly, but I noticed that she was pressing to meet me as soon as I started pushing in.

"I can't believe you're doing this to me," she gasped, her hips working energetically against me. "You're taking an unfair advantage of me."

I didn't say anything, my own hips working overtime as I drove into her. Anyway, I had too much common sense to even touch the lines she was sending me. No way was I going to suggest that she wanted this.

Now that I was using my patented pussy spanker to deliver the final part of the spanking I took some time to appreciate Betty's breasts. My hands cupped them, thumbs stroking the nipples, letting the gentle touching and rubbing help build on Betty's excitement. 

She was soon gasping and shaking, highly wound up from her previous climax and I was building on that. I drove in harder and harder, her sensitive flesh reacting sharply, sending ripples of excitement through her, stoking the fires within. 

Betty was gasping, accusing me of take advantage and ravishing her, a helpless young woman, while all the time her hips were eagerly humping, taking me in deep.

I could hear her squeals moving to a higher pitch. It wouldn't be long and she'd be climaxing again. I started driving into her even harder, eager to reach my own climax. So irritating if you don't make it together.

Then I was driving in frantically, my climax roaring towards me. Betty was squealing again, her own climax taking her, and I could feel her shaking under me as I sprayed her.

I tidied myself up while Betty was slumped against the table. She was lying back against it, eyes closed, looking tousled and adorable and satisfied. I took out my smart phone and took a quick shot for luck, glad I kept the camera on silent.

The phone was safely tucked away again when Betty sighed and opened her eyes. She gave me a look, and I had no idea what that look meant, but I know it made me nervous. Then she scrambled into her clothes and prepared to depart.

"Don't forget to give hubby my suggestion," I reminded her as she headed for the door.

She stopped and looked at me, clearly confused.

"You're supposed to tell him you need a good spanking. If he's reluctant to give you one, have him send you over to see me. I don't mind standing in for him."



Flirtations



I walk to you and stop just close enough to you that I can smell your perfume. Without touching you I lean over slightly and I extend myself closer to your neck. I gently brush your hair away from your neck and behind your ear with my right hand. I take a step closer so that our bodies are just touching. I can feel you breath. I place my left hand on your hip just above your belt where your blouse enters your pants. Your eyes are level with mine. Our lips are also perfectly placed; for a long deep kiss...

I am nervous and my heart is beating fairly hard. My breathing is similar. I see you have noticed by the way you peer at my chest. I look further into your eyes because I want to see how you see me. I will know myself through you. I know you want to be closer to me. So I take a slight step still closer so that our bodies are pressed against each other. I can feel your warmth and your heart beat against my chest. I lower my head to your neck and I inhale through my nose to capture your perfume. It is flirtations by Victoria’s Secret. You welcome my curiosity by offering me your wrists. 

I smell your wrists and I then kiss your hand. You blush a bit. You are a bit girlish and shy. I slightly allow my cheek to brush against your neck and I take a deep breath. I am familiarizing myself with your scent. I feel excited and enticed by you as you stand with me and allow me to get closer to you. 

I then bring my face to yours. You look into my eyes. My pupils are dilated as are yours. I notice your lips are slightly engorged in anticipation. I must indulge your lips and mine with a kiss. I watch you as my lips close upon yours until they touch. My eyes close and I feel your soft red lips press against mine as we gently explore the sensations of our first kiss. It is slow and curious. I take your top lip between my lips and softly pinch. I do the same with the lower allowing you to pinch my upper lip between yours. Our lips open a bit as we move closer for a deeper kiss. 

It is now your hands touch my body for the first time. Your right hand seeks the back of my neck and your left hand is strategically placed over my heart. I am startled by your taking my pulse as you kiss me. I feel vulnerable. You are feeling my heart thump harder as you kiss me. Now you will know how much you excite me and that I am insatiable. 

My right hand moves down below and feels your curves from below and up to your shoulders and eventually rests on your hip so I can pull you closer to me. Your smell is now all around me. I feel your warmth. I feel your heart beat. Your mouth opens more so as to invite me to explore your tongue. The movement is slow at first and is as if we are just tasting each other with a small lick from the tip of our tongues. Then the pressure deepens still more as our mouths open more and then the movement becomes circular. 

The chemistry is good. We move well together. I want more. I slow and begin to withdraw from the kiss. You follow. I then look into your eyes and I smile at you. You say, “What?” I say nothing but take the top button of your red blouse and separate it. Then the next button and the next until I pull the tail from your pants. Of course I have a look. I must...

You then take my shirt and lift it from the pants and above my head and then toss it carelessly to the floor and chuckle. I then press my body against yours so our skin touches and I feel just how smooth your skin is. The hair on my chest is soft and it tickles you a bit. I kiss your lips as I reach behind you and easily unclasp your bra. Your breasts are soft and pressed against me. I reach to you with my lips again and I kiss you briefly. I then kiss your cheek. I kiss just under your jaw. I offer some pressure here as it is my favorite part of your neck. I explore your neck a bit as I move toward your ear. And as I arrive I whisper your name and I kiss your neck again and and then once more.

Then I begin to whisper to you calmly and slowly just what I am going to do to you in the next hours as I hold you pressed against my body. Your hands are around my back as you feel the strength of my upper body. I can sense your submission to me.

As I whisper to you I unbutton your pants and zipper. I dig my hands into your pants at your hips and press down so that I can feel your hips in detail as your jeans fall to the floor. You step out of your shoes and out of your pant legs. In panty and socks alone I motion you to the bed. I have you sit on the edge of the bed and I spread your legs. 

I move between your legs right against your mound of venus as I place my arms around you and I hug you. My face is level with your breasts. Your surprise is evident but you hug me back. I just needed to feel your embrace. I sit for a moment and savor your scent and skin. I feel the fire between your legs. It is hot and I notice your white panty is a bit moist.

I then move back and take your sock off of each foot. I take your foot in my hand and I can feel the warmth and moisture. I note that your toe nails match your finger nails. Your feet are soft and beautiful. I run my hands across the top and bottom of each foot as I place them on the top of my thighs. I then run my hands upward and grasp your calves. I feel the tone and move higher up your thigh and then to the inside of your thighs. Your legs are spread wider. I then move in and gently kiss your left knee and move my way toward your womanhood with each kiss. As I approach I take a deeper kiss until eventually my lips open and my tongue slips out and I lick slightly your skin. I taste your thighs. Then I move my face right against your outer labia and I rub each side of my face and nose against you. I inhale deeply once again so I can know your scent. My heart is pounding within my chest. I then take your panty down and follow it down your beautiful legs and away. 

I then stand before you. I step from my shoes and the socks are off. I then step to you. I say not a word to you. You reach to me and unbutton my jeans and zipper. You pull me closer to you so you can watch closely as my pants fall to the floor. It is clear from the bulge in my boxer-briefs I am excited. You then take a hand at each hip and pull down slowly until my throbbing member practically jumps from it’s cotton veil. You look me over and almost study my manhood. You then take me in your right hand and begin a gentle slow stroking. Your left hand reaches and handles my scrotum. 

You look up at me and into my eyes as I look down into your eyes. I feel your hunger and I wish to be consumed by you. I feel as if I am at your mercy. You are predator and I your prey.

You then drop to your knees. You are handling me and I realize I am your toy. You then pull me to you and slowly bring your lips to me. You then take me in your mouth. You engulf me. I feel your soft lips and wet tongue. The gentle motion has a calming effect on me at first. As I watch you I realize that you are very much enjoying yourself. Your movement is purposeful but varied at times to optimize my pleasure. You suck softly at times and more firmly at others. You lick with the tip of your tongue from the bottom of my scrotum up to the shaft and to the metis and then take me deeply into you moth again and begin the pleasure all over again. 

I am so hard that it almost hurts. You continue your motion and all I can do is allow you to take me. You look up into my eyes as I watch you handle me. You have complete control over me. You can make me cum right now if you want to but you want to teach me something first. You suck hard and allow me to slowly exit your mouth and as I fall from your mouth you stand and put your arms around my neck and you kiss me tilting your head slightly to your right. Our lips connect and we kiss deeply and long. 

After a long long deep kiss you motion me to the bed. You have me lay on my back and then you cover me like a blanket and begin kissing me once more. Your legs are spread over me offering me access to your body but you know I will not enter you. Not yet. You kiss me as I feel your skin and warmth. Your soft lips cover mine and your tongue enters my mouth to meet mine. We vary the speed and depth and pressure with our tongues periodically but the kissing is long and wet. Very long and very wet.

You then lift your body from mine as I watch you with curiosity... You move and place yourself so that you are facing my feet and you position your body so that your face in just over my penis. Your labia are just over my lips.

I am your student... teach me. You take me in your warm moist mouth again and gently slide me in. And as you pleasure me I take my tongue and slowly move it from the top of your outer labia and downward. I stay just on the outer labia careful to not go too deep. But I can taste you and I want more. I press my face a bit closer and taste deeper inside you. Now your nectar is readily available to me and I can not get enough of you. I move my tongue from one side to the other sure to not miss any spot. I take the time to make sure your clit is well cared for. I tease it and massage giving you pleasure. I lick your muff and labia and clit as if I were a busy bee. I taste and lick and savor. I feel a need to press deeply inside you so I do. I push my tongue as deep as I can just because you let me. And then I clean and taste as I retreat from your body. I am wild with passion. I motion for you to come kiss me. You comply.

I want you badly. During the kiss I grab you and role you over onto your back. Your hair slightly covers your face. All I can see is your lips. Your eyes are hidden from me. I start to remove your hair from your eyes but I decide to leave it. Perhaps I might teach you something. It is an interesting parallel of how you wish to hide yourself from me emotionally. So instead I allow you your anonymity. I quietly reach and take a silk scarf from the night stand and I gently cover your eyes. You say nothing but allow the blackness to cover you as deep as the color of the scarf that now hides your eyes. You are veiled and can now only feel me, smell me, hear me, and taste me. I tie no knot in case you would like to see and be seen but I suspect you will remain hidden from sight. I lay on top of you and spread your legs. I feel the warmth of your skin and detail the silky smooth. My cock is touching your labia. I press the tip just hard enough to separate the gentle curtain. 

I cover you completely so you will not become cold. I allow your hands to explore my back and waist and hips as I take your lips. I am not as gentle now. I kiss you more passionately and you taste my mouth. You can feel my pressure upon you. I then stop abruptly just to make you wonder. Your mouth is left wanting more. I then run my left cheek from your lips across your right cheek and I kiss your cheek and open my mouth just enough to lick slightly and taste your skin. My tongue is moist and warm on your cheek. I then whisper in your ear, “I want you and I am going to take you.”

I then move to your neck just allowing my nose to touch your skin gently so I can smell you. And as my lips reach where your jaw and neck meet I bite with my lips and I lick you. I kiss your neck with great care to make sure every inch is tasted. I then move to your shoulders. I note how smooth they are as I kiss them; left and right. Your collar bones are feminine and delicate. They almost look like small handlebars. I can not help myself. I must run my hands across them from one end to the other and from just above your breasts and below you neck to your shoulders. I kiss them as my lips follow from your shoulders to your chest. 

I then move downward toward your breasts. I kiss between them and smell your skin. I can tell you have a drop of perfume between your breasts. I like the smell so I inhale deeply once again. I rub my face across your left breast like a kitten a loved one and press against it. I feel the nipple a bit erect and I allow it to just fit between my lips but I do not taste it. I kiss between your breasts and then around and below and I move inward. I kiss and allow my tongue to escape momentarily to taste. Your left breast is before me proudly displayed for my amusement and gratification. So I gratify myself. I take the nipple between my lips and move my mouth back and forth just allowing my tongue to wet and make cold as I blow slightly. Your nipple becomes erect and I take it in my mouth and suck gently as if through a straw. I then take more in my mouth and offer deep pressure upon your breast as I satisfy my hunger for you. I feel your legs moving a bit for comfort and your left hand lays just behind my head offering guidance. Your right hand moves my face gently to your right nipple where I take it in my mouth and run my tongue across it and circle and suck. 

I move still lower to your stomach and rub my face across it form one side to the other then I kiss it’s entirety. From just below your ribs on each side to just above your hips. I find your navel and I slip my tongue inside surprising you. You jump slightly and I giggle. I kiss your hips...each side to just above your thighs. I find your muff and kiss just once. 

I then sit up and have a good look at your body. It is my buffet. A plethora of sights, tastes, and scents for me to enjoy. I take your left leg and place it on my shoulder just high enough to bend at your knee. Your other leg follows. I like the position I have forced upon you. I look down at you and imagine. I caress each foot and then calf and thigh. Top and bottom. Slowly. I kiss from your ankle and to your calf and knee as I allow your legs to the bed. I spread you wide. I then kiss slowly from your left knee to your inner most thigh and skip over your womanhood and to your right thigh and to the knee. I love the natural smell of your skin. I have a lick to taste. 

I then move inward between your legs. Your hands reach for me and rest on the back of my head as your back arches in preparation for what you are about to receive. I then allow my tongue from the bottom of your labia centered and upward toward your clit. I repeat and again. I can taste your womanhood now and I am becoming drunk with your taste, anticipation, and your scent. I push deeper inside you and bring your nectar to me. I take it in my mouth so I know your taste. I move my tongue upward and further until I begin to circle your clit. I find it erect and ready to be serviced. I tease it slowly at first as I position myself by pressing my face firmly against you and reach around your legs to grasp your breasts. Your hands pull me in just enough as your back arches still more allowing me your breasts as I squeeze. I lick up and down and from side to side and then circle your clit. I can feel your wetness beginning to flow so I clean you with my mouth. Yummy. I am thorough and enjoying you. Your body is tensing up and you are beginning to sweat a bit. You begin to moan now and your body is moving. Your hips begin to move so I try to follow your pace as I pleasure you. I know you are ready for me and I must have you now. I am beyond my own ability to control myself. 

I mount you and position myself just at the entrance of your vagina. Your lips are engorged and wet with anticipation. You want me inside you. My cock just separates your labia enough to slide in but I do not enter you. Instead I place my weight upon you and I kiss your lips as I offer my tongue to you. We kiss passionately and your hands explore my neck and back and hips once more. I stop and look at the veil that hides your face from me. I consider removing it but do not.

I sit up and run my hands across your stomach and breasts as I press my throbbing cock against your labia. The curtain gives way. Just the tip enters at first. I then just push and pull a bit as I spread your labia. They surround me. I then slide up and down as my cock presses against your clit. I feel your wetness increase dramatically. You spread your legs wider and dip your hips in attempt to capture my sword inside your scabbard. It works. 

Just after you lift your hips and allow them to dip I slip inside you. Your breathing instantly changes. Your arms and hands reach for me. You are careful not to allow the blind fold to fall from your eyes as you take me by my hips and pull me deeper inside you. Your legs are spread wide and in the air. You want me so deep. I bring myself to you and lay my weight upon your body. I begin a slow but firm thrust as my volume is now known to you for the first time. You moan a bit as I push upward to get more contact with your clit. I am held within you and kept warm. You feel so good. MMMmmmm. Your soft inner walls seduce me to go deeper. I do. My arms rest on elbow and my hands grab the mattress just above you head. Your hands hold my waist as I thrust myself inside you. I want your hands on me and tell you, “Keep your hands on me." I pump you faster as we both begin to moan more... And then harder. 

I then lift myself from you and lift your legs to my shoulders as I look down at you. This makes your envelope tight around me. I feel you tightly embracing me and challenging me to enter and retreat from your body. There is more friction surrounding my wet cock but your lubrication still welcomes me. You lay there and let me have my way with you.

I take you this way until my arms tire and I need to change position. I then move my arms under your knees and lay almost on top of you pressing your legs almost to your head. I am very deep. You are stretched. I make sure I enter you with the very tip and deliver myself to you all the way down the shaft until I can go no further. I like the sensation of this position because my entire length enters you slowly and you know my contour in detail. You have all of me. 

I then release your legs and they fall down and to the side. I then take your hands and place them above your head. I lock our fingers tightly. I thrust myself inside you harder and harder. Veil in tact, your body jilts as I thrust my volume inside you. You are helpless below me and pinned down. My mouth needs stimulation so I kiss your lips and then your cheeks and neck. I smear my lips against your cheek until I reach your ear. I tell you, “You are mine. You are my possession.” Your body begins to tense and I know you are about to cum. I thrust harder and try to go deeper but it is futile. 

Our bodies are pressed against each other wet with sweat and hot with passion. Your breathing is hard and you are moaning louder. I hear you. “Ohhh Tim, oh Tim, oh Tim. Uhhh Uuhh Uhh... UUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH." Your body stiffens and tenses until you freeze. Your mouth opens and I cover your mouth with mine. You must kiss me. I breath your air and you mine as I release you from my kiss. I then take the veil from your eyes so you must see who makes you cum. Frozen... a moment passes... motionless. 

Now you will watch me cum. I still pin you down. I thrust hard and harder as I finish. Your body accepts me with complete abandon and you must look into my eyes as I gaze into yours. I can feel the eruption beginning. I tell you close to your ear, “I am going to cum inside you." You try to free your hands but I wont allow it. Instead I pump harder and harder. My lips are just touching yours as I violently express my hunger. My body is tensing and feel my cock stiffen even more as the elixir runs through me and outward. It gets closer and closer as does the numbing feeling. It is delivered to you in an explosion. I feel it explode inside you in bursts. I moan with each wave that comes over me. I am lost within you. I have lost boundary. I am engulfed by your beauty, smell, taste, feel, and submission to me. 

"UUUHHHH, UUUUHHHH UUUHHHH." I release your hands and you mimediately reach for me. Your left hand on the nape of my neck and the right on the small of my back. I am held this way as you look into my eyes. This time you whisper in my ear, “Give it to me Tim. I want your cum. I want it all.” So you hold me this way and breath just in my ear and thrust your hips at me so that the inner walls of your vagina rubs firmly against the bottom of my cock and mimicking a vacuum that is lapping up any drop available. You then look into my eyes and tell me, "You are mine Tim." 




Flirtations on Game Night



"You sure you want to go braless with that shirt? It's so big and loose, if you leave just two buttons open you'll be flashing tits and nipples at us tonight with the slightest bend. Just saying, but of course, it's all your choice my love. WE'll enjoy the show either way." The silent response was deadly! We had a long-standing agreement that we could play intimately with others, but only with the knowledge, and consent, of the other. Sometimes she pressed that limit and forced me to read between the lines since she could not admit she liked exposing herself. Sex with others wouldn't hurt us, but cheating by lying would.

Last time, we played a board game at their home and Kala teased us all in her very short, tan skirt and very long, shapely legs. Every time she had to move a piece or throw a die, she slowly shifted her legs and flashed her bright yellow panties at me and Sue while Kevin grinned in horny pride. Her big, lively tits shifted inside her yellow bandeau top and fought to escape. Sue's tiny tits flushed with jealousy. The clincher was watching Kevin subtly rub his visibly swollen cock while trying to peek up Sue's short skirt. She teased too, but by then it was already late enough that we left them both horny and yearning for more. Tonight is only our third get together, but we plan to return the favors early and hope to do much more than flirt.

Kevin and Kala arrived early for our planned UNO game. They greeted us loudly and warmly, more than just congenially. Brazenly showing how horny he already was, while still at the door Kevin gave Sue a lingering, damp mouth kiss and a daring pat on her ass. As I moved them aside, I said "Well, Kala, looks like he's setting the bar pretty high already. If you're unable to harness him, I guess we'll have to do our best to keep up!" I wrapped an arm around her shoulders and a hand firmly on her ass then dipped her into a long, wet kiss with light tongue. Kevin's pulsing dick seemed enthusiastic watching how I handled his wife. Sue just looked surprised. Since she was planning to take the lead and race past flirting tonight, that too gave me license to do the same. 

After finally closing the front door, I took a moment to conspicuously scrutinize and complement Kala's outfit and sexy figure. She'd chosen a yellow, pleated skirt as short as the other one, and a tiny, snug, light blue bandeau top that let the shadows of her auras show through. Especially considering my choice of the low coffee table instead of the dining table, there was no doubt I'd be seeing her panties very soon. Now I wanted proof that her dark red hair was natural!

Kevin had a red Polo shirt and the shortest cargo pants I'd ever seen. "You like? I picked the wide legs and still had to cut thru the side pockets just to satisfy my horny Kala. She wanted easy access for her and ummm, her friends." He winked conspiratorially at Sue. Yes, these two had seriously come to PLAY. I had normal, but wide legged, already tenting, navy blue shorts on and a matching mesh tank. Besides the oversized, revealing blouse, Sue also chose a very short, pleated, brown, thin skirt that would swish teasingly as she walked.

We all grabbed a beer and, after some teasing small talk that avoided the obvious, dealt the UNO cards. Kevin naturally sat across from Sue and I was across from Kala for the best seats. We were so obviously peeking, there was no need to pretend otherwise. I quickly confirmed that Kala liked to match her panties to her top when she let her skirt ride up and her legs fall apart briefly during her first pickup. Her gorgeous, firm, tanned thighs held my eyes captive and I had to be nudged to take my turn. I sighed deeply and threw down a card. Sue was just as reckless as Kala, so though I didn't know the color of her panties, assuming she wore some, I was sure Kevin did. His eyes were locked on the skin revealed by Sue's climbing hemline. 

To add to all the steamy flaunting, I suggested that the winner had to give a solid wet kiss to the loser of their choice. All quickly agreed. Kevin and I were both sporting sizeable bulges. Mine was trapped, but his was trying to escape his loose shorts. Sue chided, "Kevin, looks like you're going commando. Are you?" Very daring question for so early!

"Wouldn't YOU like to know? Are you?" She echoed his response then smirked. Kevin suggested, "I wonder if there's a strip version of UNO. Maybe we should make those blank cards into strippers?" In the few seconds of dead silence, I replied that I'd consider it later, but I had the feeling we wouldn't need them! Shortly, Kala called UNO, I chose to REVERSE her to give her an easy win and she went out with her knees spread. Sue kept score. So as she counted, she allowed her knees to fall open also.  

Quick to claim her winnings, Kala sat on my lap and stuck her tongue in my mouth. She made sure to wiggle her ass on my crotch for a long moment then slowly stood. As I shifted my shorts to adjust my stiffness, Sue offered more beer and exposed her groin again when she got up to get them. Kevin whispered something to Kala and she looked at me with sparkling eyes, nodded and smiled. 

Returning in just a minute with a tray and four beers, I noticed that the third button of Sue's blouse was now open. She bent over, straight legged, and slowly put down two beers before our guests while giving them a long peek down her shirt and me a clear look up her tiny skirt. Her tight bikini covered little more than a thong and clung closely to her thickened, obviously moist and split labia. She stayed bent and fixed on Kevin's eyes as they locked on one completely visible tit. He shifted a bit to try to see both tits, but failed.

Sue walked around the low table to me and, slightly flushed, bent over the same, slow, straight legged way as she placed our beers on the coasters. As I watched her big shirt fall away from her chest and one tiny, pretty tit with a tall, hard, rosy nipple swing loosely inside it, I briefly wondered if the lusty nipple was already hard when Kevin got to enjoy it. I was also aware that her skirt was nearly up to her waist and she was aiming her shapely ass and bared cheeks at Kevin. She winked at me and swished her hips a bit as she tinkered with our beer placement. Kala leaned over to get a clearer look at her wet pussy, barely covered by a few damp threads, and elbowed Kevin, "See, I told you she had panties on. Tiny as they are!" 

Kala fidgeted with her rebounding top and complained "I should have worn what she did. These tops won't stay in place and tugging them up doesn't help!" She pushed her big tits up from below, but they fell and bounced back in place. Tugging the top reduced her exposed cleavage very briefly to two inches, but it quickly snapped back to four inches exposed. "Oh well. I don't suppose these are a problem for anyone." No one complained.

"Those enticing tits look great to me though I can't see much of them. Sue has already given us a generous look at her tits, so you'll have to catch up very soon." I volunteered. We played another round, and Kevin nearly drooled as he stared steadily up Sue's crotch-high skirt. We saw his dick throb and lift his shorts. Beating Sue to the comment, I pointed at his groin, "If you're not commando, you're wearing loose boxers! The head of your snake is peeking out from your shorts." Content to let his cock head show, he shrugged.

Maybe to distract him, or just in retaliation, Sue opened another button as he stared. No need to bend over any more. As she picked up cards, one tit or the other spilled out of her shirt and Kevin licked his lips. Both perfect nipples were hard and Sue was beaming at the exposure. 

Kala won again and, as she slid to the edge of the seat, she helped her skirt rise to her hips so even her husband could see her exposed panties. Only Sue and I could see how transparent her gusset was due to her soaked lips. She claimed another long wet kiss - from Sue this time. She slipped a hand into Sue's shirt and pinched a firm, bare nipple. Sue pulled the bandeau over one big tit and twisted Kala's naked nipple. 

I wet my lips and Kevin nearly spurted. Before returning to her seat, Kala devilishly opened another button on Sue's shirt then kissed me hard. She rubbed her hand across my nearly exposed cock as I pulled her hard, dangling nipple. She slipped her hand under my shorts and pushed them up, exposing my bishop to everyone, then stroked just my glans several times before covering her tit. The tease!

Swinging her peeking tits, Sue bent over again and collected the bottles. Kevin deliriously slipped a hand into her blatantly open blouse, snagged a stiff nipple and used it to pull her shapely little tit out of her shirt. She slapped his hand away, but smiled at him. He quickly volunteered to help get more beers with her. I signaled Kala to join me and watch her husband in the mirror that let us see them. 

As soon as they entered the kitchen, he pushed her against the counter. He was behind Sue immediately, grinding her ass with the exposed head of his dick and rubbing her tits over the shirt. In seconds, he easily peeled the loose blouse over her shoulders despite the last three buttons still being closed. With her bared back against him, we could see her tits in profile as he nuzzled her neck and groped her bare chest. While stretching and pinching her nipples, his grinding soon exposed most of his stiff cock. He lifted her skirt to her waist and rubbed his wet cock over her ass and between her legs. 

Watching the new couple in urgent yet sensual foreplay made us groan. Kala stood me up and led me to the kitchen doorway. She threw both arms around my neck and we watched Kevin molest my wife. As she kissed me powerfully, my hands went under her skirt, then under her panties to massage her bare ass. She felt my cock escape my shorts and squeezed it a moment before fumbling with my zipper. Still kissing, now breathlessly, I pushed her bandeau top to her waist and set both DD girls free. They sagged just enough and I rolled a nipple under my thumb as my shorts and boxers fell to the floor. 

Just as Kala rose to rape my mouth again, I noticed Sue's skirt was on the floor and Kevin was just rolling her panties past her knees. I released Kala's skirt and only because there was still a little competition going, I quickly pushed her top, skirt and panties off in one jerky pass. Her small carpet strip did match her drapes. Just seconds later, Sue's blouse was on the floor and both women were beautifully naked. I pulled my shirt off and joined them. Sue yanked off Kevin's shorts, no boxers, as he wrestled his shirt off. With all four now naked, Sue held his balls and Kala held mine to lead us to our bedroom.

Kevin and I stared at Sue's wonderful, tiny, shapely naked ass as it twisted and bobbed down the hall. When I could break the fascination with my sweet wife's tempting cheeks, I watched Kala's more bountiful nude caboose shift and jiggle hypnotically. So ended the ultimate flirtations of game night! The story of rest of that night is for after my head clears....

FIN, for now!

===================================/\__/\ ( ~ ~ ) > * ======= 2125 words=======Submitted | posted=7/12/12 |  [g ck , 7/12/12]============= 10 hrs to 2200 7/12/12 ==========seminal image: in kitchen, Kevin grinding behind Sue, rubbing her tits over the loose blouse then peeling it off as I watched and called to his wife. 




Flirtatious Slut



We have been together just over five years which is broken down as two years boyfriend girlfriend and three years husband and wife. My wife Colleen has always been the friendly flirtatious type and she has the face and figure to drive men wild, which I always assumed was her objective when she was teasing and flirting with guys. She has always dressed immaculately but somewhat conservative except when we would be going in to town dancing or heading to a party somewhere. Then she would pull out all the stops wearing something very tight or very revealing, and always with extremely high heeled shows to bring her five feet four frame to Amazonian status. Colleen has been blessed with a very curvaceous figure comprising of a very full bust (36E), a sensationally small waist and one of those high and tight asses that sway when she walks. 

This all sits on top of an incredible pair of slender toned legs. She keeps in shape with weekly aerobic sessions most Sunday mornings and the workouts are obviously keeping her trim and toned. She is the love of my life and every inch the trophy wife. Colleen has always flirted with guys but it always seemed harmless and sometimes I would end up giggling at her antics teasing poor guys with her provocative dancing and at times her deliberate use of innuendos. She never hid this from me and at times I must admit, I would get rather aroused at the flirtatious displays sometimes when she would dance slowly and deliberately, teasing the living daylights out of some lucky guy, as he would try to feel her up, but she would always expertly wriggle herself from the grasp of the guy, leaving him high and dry with an obvious erection to disguise. 

Our sex life was fantastic and would be even more so on the occasions she went into slut flirt overdrive. I would as I admitted, get aroused watching her parade herself and tease some guy and she obviously brought some of the sexual tension created back to the bedroom and took it out on me, which I never complained about. We would sometimes role play and fantasise that I was the guy she had been teasing and I was now going to punish her for teasing me. Our sex life flourished during these occasions and we would sometimes talk of taking things further, but I always assumed it was just pillow talk.

We had been invited to a couple's only housewarming party with friends of ours in what would turn out to be very large six bedroomed house on the edge of town. The party invite said it was a rock chick biker theme and to dress accordingly. Colleen had a rather extensive wardrobe and would easily dress as per the invite. I decided on Jeans, cowboy boots, plaid shirt and an old leather vest I owned. Getting ready took me a matter of minutes so I left Colleen in the bathroom finishing of her make and I went downstairs to pour Colleen and I a large Jack and Coke. Colleen was wearing her bath robe when I went downstairs so I had no idea what ensemble she would be parading around in this evening. I poured the drinks, got some ice from the fridge and took the drinks into the lounge. I place them on the coffee table and turned the music on as a very hard bass pulsed out of the speakers. I took a sip from drink and felt chilled and relaxed. I heard Colleen walking down the stairs very carefully which told me she was wearing very high heels. The lounge door opened slowly as Colleen walked in dressed in a skin-tight low cut top which was in a black shiny material. 

Over that she was wearing a very tight undercuts corset which made her waist and large breasts look amazing. She had decided a bra was not an option and her hard nipples were visible through the tight black top. She was wearing a very short leather mini skirt, which the leather was so thin you could see the garter straps beneath holding up the sheer black seamed stockings she was wearing. On her feet were what she described as her fuck me shoes. A six inch spiked heeled shoe with a pointed toe and a very thin leather ankle strap. She looked the horniest I had ever seen her. Her make-up was over the top slutty and her hair was teased, giving a just fucked, just out of bed look. Instinctively I placed my hand on her gossamer covered breast and began to play with her hard fleshy nipple. She had them pierced a few years ago but rarely wore the rings, but tonight both rings were in place making her nipples more erect than usual.

Colleen smiled and me and said.

"So do you approve of my look?" with a very sexy crooked smile.

Smiling I drank in the outrageously sexy vision before me. Colleen twirled around showing me how tight the leather skirt was clinging to the magnificent orbs of her perfect ass. 

"You look fucking awesome!" was all I could muster.

I stared at her pendulous breast encased in the shiny wet look low cut top, holding her wonderful breast like a second black shiny skin. The under-bust corset cinched her waist in even smaller than normal accentuating her curvaceous hips and huge breasts. I thought immediately how grateful I was that tonight was all couples as any single guys would be all over colleen and in this outfit who could blame them. I looked at the garter straps leaving protruding marks on the tight leather mini and gawped at her smooth gossamer black legs.

Colleen looked me directly in the eye and softly breathed.

"Do you think the guys would want to fuck me when they see this?" she giggled flirtatiously as she picked her JD and Coke and took a rather hefty gulp. I agreed with her drinking habit and swallowed my JD and Coke in one almighty swoop. Colleen walked toward me and the delightful swish of nylon against nylon was the only sound I could hear. She placed one hand on my crotch and squeezed my already erect cock very slowly and whispered. 

"Oh I think you want the guys to want to fuck me!" in a very teasing voice then walked out of the lounge to the hallway and placed her long leather mac on her delightfully erotic frame.

I followed her out of the door holding her waist and turning her round to face me. I kissed her softly as her tongue slipped between my teeth swirling to meet my own tongue. Her hand stroked my still hard cock as she broke the kiss and said.

"I think tonight, as you like this outfit so much, I may just flirt a little more outrageously than normal! Hope there are plenty of hot horny guys there tonight!" she giggled. We climbed into my car and drove to the party. The intention was that I would drive there and Colleen would drive back or we could leave the car, get a cab home and pick the car up next day.

I smiled to myself in the knowledge that tonight would be all couples so Colleen's intended flirting would be to me only.

After the short drive, I pulled up outside the large house, we got out of the car and Colleen had removed her coat and left it in the car, walking up the extremely long drive with her high heels making clip clop sounds on the paved walkway. I was walking behind her, watching her firm taut buttocks testing the strength of the tight leather material. Her shiny seamed stockings and tiny waist made her looked extremely sluttish, which was the look she was striving to achieve. As Colleen approached the huge oak door of Bob and Sarah's new home the door opened and standing in the frame to welcome us was Bob's brother Billy. Billy used to be the college track star and still looked in very good shape judging by his choice of outfit. He was standing there wearing skin-tight soft leather pants. A tight T-shirt and black leather vest similar to mine. Colleen flung her arms around him as he scooped her off the ground, holding her close to him with his hands on her leather covered ass. Her skirt rode up just enough to let me know she wasn't wearing any panties and that her pussy was freshly shaved. Returning my wife to terra firma he offered out his hand to shake mine and gave me a firm welcoming handshake. 

Colleen still had her hand around his waist and appeared to be leaning in toward him. I entered the house squeezing past Billy and Colleen who showed no signs of moving apart. They walked into the hallway arm in arm and stepped past me. I walked behind them and noticed Billy's hand still on my wife's leather clad ass and it looked as though he was squeezing her butt. Her arm was around his waist and her head was leaning into his chest and neck. Billy held Colleen's ass as they continued walking down the very long hall. As they stopped to see if I was following them, Colleen at last broke free from him. Billy held Colleens waist and guided us into the Kitchen where all the booze and food was. His hand returned to her ass as he led the way. Colleen swayed her hips with every tantalising step, never brushing Billy's hand away and as they turned the corner it looked to me as the she was sticking her ass out, encouraging him to feel her up. As we gathered in the kitchen, Colleen looked at me with a wide smile and saucily winked as she placed her hand on Billy's leather clad ass. To an outsider it would look as though Billy and Colleen were a couple and I was just tagging along.

It would appear that it wasn't all couples but Billy and a few of his single friends were amongst the throng of guests. Billy was paying special attention to Colleen, handing me a JD & Coke and the same to Colleen but in a much taller glass. Billy grabbed Colleens arm and almost dragged her to the lounge saying. 

"Come on and say hi to the guys!" with that my slut dressed wife went out into the hall and I presume into the lounge. I took a sip from my drink and made my way to join them. As I walked out of the kitchen and into the hall, I could see Billy and Colleen leaning against a wall outside the lounge engrossed in conversation. I snaked my way between the crowds and positioned myself just behind them, out of sight but within earshot. Billy had his hand still on Colleen's ass and her hand was on his chest as her long fingernails gently scratched the hairs on his broad chest. Billy leant in closer and over the music he said in a not so quiet tone.

"Jeez Colleen you look so fucking hot! Much hotter than the last time we were fucking!"

Colleen laughed and leant in to speak in Billy's ear.

"Yeah we've had some good times Billy and always remember you were the one who took my anal virginity!"

Billy's grin widened as he said.

"That was some night but seeing you dressed like this is driving me wild!" 

Colleen looked him in the eye with her smile wide she leant in and said.

"Is what I'm wearing sexy?"

"You always dressed sexy babe but this is awesome! The guys will freak when they see you like this!" he enthused

"Which guys are here?" Colleen asked inquisitively.

"Let's just say you've fucked all of them!" Billy triumphantly lauded.

I was in a slight state of shock with the last few seconds of conversation. I was always under the impression that I was the chosen one who deflowered her ass and I never realised just how much of a slut my wife had been in the past. It sounded like she was the fuck toy of a group of guys who were all here tonight. I was a little concerned but seriously aroused at what may lie ahead this evening.

"Which guys are you talking about?" Colleen asked genuinely flummoxed. 

"Jeez Colleen you were more of a slut than I realised! Brad, Tyler, Steve and I know you haven't forgotten Butch!" He laughed.

"Butch is here?" Colleen smiled as her mind drifted into her slut filled past.

"He's here and his cock is still as big!" Billy giggled.

Colleen just made a moaning sound and squirmed as Billy rubbed her ass a bit more vigorous than before. I also noticed that his other hand was on her under-bust corset and was working its way to her right breast. Colleen never moved his hands away or tried to break free. Billy smiled as his hand reached her breast. His thumb and forefinger gently pulled her pierced nipple as he began to slowly twist the fleshy nub. Colleen moaned softly as she moved in closer to Billy.

"If I wasn't with my husband Billy I would probably be fooling around with you and Butch right now!" She declared. Billy continued smiling playing with her right her breast. His right hand had now moved from her leather clad ass and was now slowly moving the short hem up and over her taut buttocks. People were passing in the Hallway not noticing the free live sex show going on under their noses. I still managed to keep myself from their view but remained close enough to hear every word. Billy had now raised her skirt above her ass and was stroking his finger up and down her ass crack. His had moved from her rear and smoothed its way to her bare pussy. His touch startled Colleen who began to breathe quite heavily as she bit her lip to stifle her moans. Her hips began to sway back and forth which indicated that Billy had inserted a finger inside my hot wife cunt! I wanted to stop this but I'd never felt so aroused in my life. Colleen continued gently thrusting her pussy onto Billy's probing fingers.

"You always did like to be fingered!" Billy giggled "And this shaved pussy always gets my vote!" he enthused.

Colleen buried her head into his chest as she obviously orgasmed from the secret fingering she was being subjected too. 

"I'll need to find my husband!" she panted as the last waves of orgasm swept through her.

"When you find him don't take too long as there are lots of rooms in this house we could go missing in for a short while!" Billy hinted

"You and Butch meet me in a room of your choice and I'll be there in ten minutes!" Colleen eagerly suggested.

"Top of the third flight of stairs there is a room right at the end of the corridor with all of the boxes still to be emptied. I'll be there with Butch in fifteen minutes!" Billy stated with a huge erection stretching his leather biker pants. Colleen give his leather clad cock a slow rub then kissed him open mouthed where I could see her tongue snake into his.

"I'll be waiting for you guys!" she giggled sexily.

I sneaked back into the kitchen as Colleen made her way over to me.

"Honey Sarah is going to give me a tour of the house do you want to come?" she asked knowing full well that I would remain in the kitchen talking sports and drinking.

"No thanks Honey. You go and enjoy!" I said.

Colleen kissed my cheek and then went out into the hall. I noticed there was a second staircase just off the kitchen which I paced up rapidly. I made it to the top floor and made my way into the room as described and hid myself behind some rather large and heavy boxes. I was alone in the room for no more than five minutes when Colleen came inside and turned the light on. The light was a three bulb fitting but only one bulb was working giving the room a gentle seductive glow. Perfect for a hot wife to have an unfaithful sexual escapade!

Colleen had her tall tumbler of JD and Coke and swallowed the contents in two gulps. She looked in a full length mirror which was placed up against a wall and smoothed her leather skirt down. Next she held both nipples and began to tweak them to make them stand out even more than they did. She gave her hair a quick tousle and smiled at herself in the reflection. There was a light knock on the door as Billy opened it and stepped in the room.

"I've brought a surprise!" he exclaimed

Two guys walked in the room behind him.

"Oh my god Tyler how are you?" Colleen said as she rushed over to him and gave him a full on kiss with tongues slithering and twirling. Tyler was playing with her ass cheeks as he moved the skirt up over her ass. The other guy stood right behind her as she pushed her ass into his crotch.

"Butch!" She yelped as she turned her head and slipped her tongue inside his mouth and along his teeth.

"Billy tells me you shave your cunt now!" Butch said as Colleen broke free from the guys and raised her skirt showing her shaved pussy framed in her garters and stockings.

"Wow you're more of a slut than you were. These clothes are awesome!" Tyler smiled

"Come on guys get those cocks out I limited timescale here!" Colleen said all business like.

I heard three zips being pulled down on leather trousers as three cocks were unleashed from their restraints. Billy and Tyler were packing bigger than average cocks and I must admit they were bigger than mine, but when I saw Butch's cock it was as if the guy was deformed. It was so thick and veiny and the length was dramatic. I would have guessed that it was at least ten inches. The quickly arranged some of the boxes into a makeshift stage come bed and placed Colleen on it. Thankfully the boxes hiding me were still intact and the view I had was improved as I could see the makeshift stage directly ahead and an angled view via the full length mirror. Colleen lay back resting on her elbows and opened her legs as wide as she could displaying her open pussy and puckered asshole to the three guy.

"Bring back any memories guys?" Colleen teased as she slowly thrust her pelvis up and down then did a figure of eight motion. Billy moved between her legs and slowly fed his cock into my wife unfaithful pussy. Colleen moaned very loudly and whispered.

"Oh fuck yeah Billy your cock brings back many happy memories. Fuck me stud!" She enthused.

Tyler moved to her left and offered his cock to her mouth.

My wife opened her painted lips and the cock slid right inside her mouth. She twirled her tongued around the large bulbous head as Tyler moaned with pleasure at her magical tongue. Billy continued to her fuck her pussy slowly as she devoured the cock in her mouth. Her hips were thrusting to meet every stroke of Billy's cock and her breathing became heavier and frequent. Billy slammed his cock hard into her pussy, surely banging the opening to her cervix with the force he used.

"Oh god yeah!" Colleen panted "Fuck my married cunt!" she squealed.

"I'm coming!" Billy moaned.

"Come in my mouth!" Colleen sighed as she moved Tyler out of the way to receive Billy's load.

Billy slipped his rampant cock into my slut wife's hungry mouth as she captured and swallowed every drop of his seed.

As Billy's cock slid from her lips she looked at Tyler and said.

"Tyler baby stick it to me and do my ass!" she said with a devilish grin plastered over her cum smelling lips.

Tyler slipped his cock into my whore wife's pussy as she thrust at every down stroke. Tyler swivelled her around onto her knees and continued to fuck my wife from the rear. His finger slid into her ass as he fucked her pussy and began to manipulate her ass ready for a length of cock. Butch stood in front of Colleen and offered his monster cock to her mouth. Colleen began to kiss the head of the huge cock as though she was making out with the massive weapon. I watched as she licked the huge head then flicked her tongue down and around the slit hole, sending Butch in to raptures of delight. Tyler slid his pussy juice coated cock from my slut wife's cunt and in one thrust stuck his cock straight into her obliging sphincter. Colleen gasped as his length filled her tight ass, opening her legs and pushing her ass upward then said.

"Oh Tyler baby your cock is home again!" she purred then continued sucking and kissing Butch's huge cock. I was secretly watching my beautiful wife take care of a cock in her ass and suck an enormous beast of a cock as though this was an everyday occurrence. Something told me this wasn't her first rodeo and definitely not her first try out with these guys. Every time in the past, when Colleen had been flirting with guys, I always got the benefits when we got home. Something twigged in me that what I actually got was the remnants, the final cool down of a sexual frenzy. My mind recollected her many flirtatious adventures and assumed that the evenings would have probably encountered some bout of Colleen taking a cock or two as a result of her teasing. But this was more than that. Colleen had teased me at home and even said that she thinks I would like to see her flirt and fuck other guys. My wife it appears, was not just an outrageous sexy flirt and tease but was in fact a world class Hot Wife Slut!




Flirtatious Slut



Colleen was taking the cock in her ass with ease and was gyrating her hips, enjoying the sensations Tyler's cock was inflicting on her tightest of holes. Butch was stroking her head as she slowly licked his cock, drenching it, in her aroused saliva. Tyler slapped Colleen's ass and mumbled that he was coming. Colleen opened her legs as wide as possible and pushed back onto his exploding cock. Tyler thrust slowly and deliberately as he emptied five powerful spurts into my wife's ass. Colleen moaned with delight as she felt the hot spicy seed flood her anal passage. Tyler stroked her ass cheeks as he withdrew his cock and watched his deposit slide out of her well fucked puckered ring. Taking a towel from the top of one of the storage boxes he wiped his spunk from my wife's ass and cleaned her up ready for Butch to devour her pussy. Butch smiled as Colleen licked his bulbous head and looked him lustfully in the eye.

"Ready for my cock now babe?" Butch whispered.

Colleen whispered a very hoarse yes as she turned on her back opening her stocking clad legs and held her pussy lips apart exposing her raw pink hole to her audience like a filthy slut whore. Butch moved between her splayed legs and rubbed his huge helmet up and down the length of her shaved slit. Colleen was holding her pussy lips wide open as the sensations of the huge cock and searing heat began to take her to a level of arousal I'd never witnessed. Her hips were bucking to his sliding motion as she began to breathe heavily.

"Oh Butch give that big cock again. I need to feel you inside me again!" she panted as her cheeks flushed with pure sexual desire. Butch looked down as his cock slid inside her stretched pussy, inch by inch the enormous length slid into my wife's cunt as though it was meant to be. Colleen was moaning and thrashing around on the makeshift box stage as Butch continued to fill her pussy. Her eyes were wide open as she almost chanted the phrase "Oh my god Butch, you're so big!" I looked on with a strange feeling of pride as my slut wife took the whole length. As Butch pushed the las t inch inside my wife he leant forward and began to kiss her mouth. Colleen's tongue and lips went into a snake like frenzy as they began to enter and entwine with Butch's tongue and lips. The kissing and fucking was entirely primeval as Butch gave my wife orgasm after orgasm. 

Colleen was almost sobbing with desire when Butch announced that he was coming and wanted come in Colleen's ass! Colleen smiled as she slid off his cock with a very loud plop! She turned onto her knees pushing her ass in the air and held her ass cheeks apart, exposing her earlier fucked anal ring to Butch to stuff his huge inside. Butch placed the enormous head at my wife's asshole and slowly fed a few inches of the awesome beast into her puckered ring. Colleen bit down on the towel that had cleaned her asshole from her earlier fuck, to prevent her from screaming. Butch began to stroke his cock in and out of my wife's ass which was now stretched beyond belief. Colleen was in a state of arousal I had never witnessed before. She was mumbling obscenities through clenched teeth as Butch slammed his huge meat in and out of her stretched hole. 

"Fuck my ass! Give me your seed!" She snarled as Butch continued ploughing her ass.

"Oh baby fuck my ass like no other man can!" she said as she turned her head to look Butch directly in the eye. 

"Come in my unfaithful ass!"

Butch looked up to the ceiling and informed Colleen that he was ready to come.

Butch slowly and deliberately thrust his cock all the way deep inside her ass at least ten times as he emptied his seed into my wife's slut ass like she was his own personal whore. Colleen pushed her face into the makeshift box stage and began to orgasm from the anal onslaught.

Butch left his cock deep in my wife's ass, as all of his spunk began to dribble out of her crevice. Butch's depleted cock at last slid out of Colleen's ass as she turned her head toward him and sexily giggled.

"Pleasure bumping into you guys again!" she purred.

"We'll need to clean you up and get you back to your husband before he gets suspicious that his wife is getting fucked somewhere!" Tyler said in a concerned tone. Butch began wiping my ass and pussy removing as much of their fluids as possible. My wife's ass was stinging with a delightful sensation and her pussy was still hungry for cock.

"You guys go down first and I'll go to the bathroom to freshen up. Thanks for a great fuck!" she said with a huge grin.

"We're still on for Sunday Morning at Tyler's place though aren't we?" Billy said shocking me to the core that this all seemed to have been planned and arranged and had been a regular thing for some time.

"Hell yeah!" Colleen smiled "I need my Sunday morning cock brunch, it's almost a tradition!" she continued confirming my suspicions. Every Sunday Colleen has went to what she said was her aerobics class across town then would have brunch with some of the girls from the class. I now knew how she stayed so toned and fit and it was nothing to do with aerobic classes.

"You'll need to bring that outfit!" Billy said "I'm getting quite a taste for fucking you wearing sexy slutty outfits!" 

"Anything for my boys!" she said as one by one they gave her a tongue fuelled kiss and left the room.

Colleen stood up smoothing her leather skirt over her stockings checking for ladders or traces of semen. She walked up to the full length mirror and tousled her hair. She turned around checking her ass and stocking seams and said in a loud voice.

"Well honey did you enjoy the show?"

I didn't move thinking she was talking to herself and praising her sexual shenanigans.

"I saw you hiding when I first walked in. Did you enjoy watching the guys fuck me?"

I walked out from behind the boxes. My zip was down and my cock was in my hand. The biggest erection I have ever sported was pointing directly at my wife.

"Mmm I'm glad you liked it as I'm sick of sneaking around. So you liked the show?" she teased.

I held her waist and placed her back on the makeshift box stage, she opened her legs wide exposing her fucked pussy to me. I could smell the sex wafting into my nostrils as I pushed my cock into her hot hole.

"Yeah baby fuck my unfaithful pussy!" she moaned,

I drilled my cock into her pussy as she continued to deluge me with filthy talk.

"Your cock feels so good inside me after those huge cocks I just fucked!" she continued.

I grabbed her pierced tits and began to squeeze rather violently as she squirmed to orgasm on my cock.

"Yeah baby stick it me! Fuck your slut wife!" she panted through her orgasmic state.

"I'm going to fuck you're stretched slut ass!" I informed her in a dominant tone.

"Yeah baby take my ass! Give me your cock and come in my ass like the previous cocks!" she teased.

I took my cock from her still tight pussy and slipped it effortlessly into her hot stretched ass. Hr hips were rotating as my cock slid in and out of her greasy asshole. Her sphincter clung to my cock as it went inside and outside her tight puckered ring. 

"Oh my god your slut wife is coming!" she wailed as a spray of female ejaculation burst from her pussy as my cock ploughed her ass. This was the first time I'd experienced my wife gushing, as she thrust wildly at my cock sliding in and out of her ass. She held her tits and played with the nipple jewellery as she came down from her intense gushing orgasm. I leant over her to kiss her and could smell Billy's come on her hot breath as she fed me her tongue to slither over mine as my own orgasm splashed inside her anal cavity. Thrust after thrust, my cock emptied every drop of seed my balls were holding as Colleen licked my lips and fucked me like the true hot wife slut that she had become. We fucked to a slow rhythm as we enjoyed the sensations and afterglow of what had just occurred. As my cock slid from her ass, Colleen's stockinged legs were still wrapped around my back.

Kissing each other more lovingly and gentle than before we eased up off the makeshift box stage and looked at each other in silence. Colleen was the first to break the silence with a full blown confession.

"Babe I've fucking one of those guys or sometimes two every Sunday for about three years now. Then I cook them ham and eggs, always with me naked except for an apron, then we eat the food and have one last fuck, then I shower and come home and fuck you as I'm still horny, even after all that cock!" she smiled quite proud of herself.

"Well I always knew you were a tease but I never thought for a minute that you were completing the transaction!" I laughed which relieved Colleen somewhat.

"Honey I don't fuck all of the guys I tease just the ones who do it for me. I'm not a total slut, yet!" she giggled.

"This Sunday turn up for brunch in just the under-bust corset and stockings and cook the ham and eggs wearing that!" I grinned.

"So you're ok with me fucking the guys and the odd tease?" she enquired.

"Honey as long as that pussy and ass come home to me then I'm more than ok with it. But you'll have to tell me all about when we're fucking afterwards!" I confirmed.

"Babe I'll give you all of the details but every now and again I'd like you watching as that turned me on so much tonight. Fucking those three while you were secretly watching!" she smiled.

"I'm looking forward to Sunday already!" I laughed as I held her close and kissed her passionately "And I'm looking forward to hearing all about it afterwards!"

"When we get home honey you're going to get the best fuck ever!" she claimed "But first we'll need to clean me up, then I've more teasing to do at this party! I'm not wasting this outfit!"



Flirtatious Wife



My wife is an incurable flirt. She loves attention and knows how to get it. Rather than be upset by her teasing ways I have long accepted that I find it exciting. I do get a little jealous at times but the jealousy goes straight to my cock and we have enjoyed some amazing, fucking sessions when she has been a naughty teasing bitch. She knows only too well what she does to me, and often plays on it, begging me to fuck her hard and I duly oblige. There is definitely added adrenalin when you have an angry cock and over the 10 years that we have been together I would have to offer that the times when she has behaved sluttish have been among the most memorable both physically and mentally. 

There have been times when we have been out and I have noticed her eyeing up the bouncers at the nightclub, I have slipped a sly hand under her skirt and found her moist between her legs, and know she is playing out fantasies in her mind. The real turn on is when she goes back to the same club with her girlfriend the next week. 

I watch her getting dressed before she goes out and as she smoothes her black stockings meticulously over her legs she tells me teasingly that she is feeling very sexy tonight. She loves to wear stockings as much as possible and knows I adore them, and love to know she is wearing them even when she is not with me. A just above the knee length skirt and a low cut top clinging to her full breasts set my mind racing and I am already imagining the men that might be hitting on my wife when I am not there. She gives me a little look in the mirror as she squirts a little Chanel no5 on to her cleavage and slides her tongue slowly across her lips giving me a sexy little smile with her eyes. 

There is a moment when I want to tell her not to go out, but I let it pass knowing it is an unproductive jealous thought that has no place in our relationship. I stand up behind her and let my hard-on rest lightly against the crack of her ass and place my hands softly against the front of her thighs. She gives a slow little wiggle against my bulge, and I whisper naughty scenarios in her ear. She agrees with everything I say, and tells me I am making her very wet and might find it very hard to contain her sexual urges should she be approached that evening. I already know she loves to rub her cunt against cock when she is dancing and if she is a little drunk she will not rebuke an adventurous man for squeezing her ass. She is all tease on a dance floor and a little wild with her gyrations. It is natural for her though, it’s just the way she moves, all ass and tits and come-on in the eyes. A little thrust and a lot of bust goes a long way on a Saturday night and she lets it all loose. She loves to feel her tits bouncing up and down and see the effect it has on men. 

She is not the most obviously outward going person to talk to, but when she looks at you, you would swear she is begging for a good fuck. She has a provocative habit of curling a strand of her shoulder length brown hair around her finger while she is listening to someone speak and intermittently licking her lips. She has always done this and I myself don’t even know if she is conscious of doing it. Another one is stroking her thigh when she is sitting down. She has great legs and always had a penchant for short skirts. She will be sitting in a bar with one leg crossed over the other her skirt riding up revealing a tantalising silk-stocking thigh, and as she speaks you will see her smooth the palm of her hand slowly back and forward over the outside of her thigh as if comforting herself. I have watched men eat in to their pint glasses, slyly eyeing her and obviously engrossed at this teasing spectacle. I have to admit I love watching the buzz she often creates. 

It makes me hard and I usually give her a good fucking when I get her home. Even before we get home however, I love to feel her cunt in the back seat of the taxi. We both find that very sexy indeed, chatting to the taxi driver with a finger in side my wife’s pussy is great foreplay. It is even sexier if she speaks to him. I will always do my best to get a little moan out of her while she is in conversation. If she is feeling particularly mischievous she will get in to the front seat when the taxi pulls up making sure to give the driver an eyeful of stocking as she slides in. She ignores me when I get in to the back seat and talks only to the driver. I can see that he can’t take his eyes off her legs, and he is unsure of her relationship with me. I know he is wishing I wasn’t there, and is hoping that I am getting dropped off first somewhere. She is looking at him with those come fuck me eyes and shifting about in her seat giving him tantalising glimpses of her inner thigh and her cleavage. One of her best little stunts is to decide to apply lipstick. She does it agonisingly slow, taking every opportunity to drag her tongue across her full lips for pornographic effect. At this stage I want to have a wank myself!! The only thing I am worried about is us crashing, as I can see the drivers eyes lingering too long on my wife’s tease, he has 10% concentration on the road and 90% on her. She can be such a teasing little bitch and I love it. 

She sometimes asks me how far I would let her go with her little charades. I ask her how far does she feel like going at times. We both smile and both our questions are passed over unanswered, but the physical desire it induces between us always leads to hot and dirty sex. We kiss uninhibited whispers in to each others ears as we fuck, mixing truth with lies and reality with fantasy. She is absolutely incredible when we are fucking like this, she is all my wet dreams rolled in to one and I feel like she has always made me feel... the luckiest man alive.



Flirting



Today at the shop I bought Love Elixir-Breath of Passion-Strawberry flavor." A gentle breath or tender caress becomes delightfully warm sometimes hot when you apply Love Elixir to select areas of your lover's body." So would you like me to put it on select areas of your body? It tastes yummy. A nice change but I tend to like the unadulterated version-no frills. Just you.

Here is the latest fantasy:

It has been another year and now once again our paths crossed. You are in California for a meeting. I've just arrived and met you for lunch. You look handsome, fit and tan. So what would you like to do? You ask.

Not a menage I say as I give your thigh a gentle squeeze. 

Oh you are no fun you say in reply.

Licking the salt from the rim of my glass I ask.... Do you trust me? 

Trust is such a relative term, you reply. 

I roll my eyes. I'm thinking about doing something but I don't want to screw stuff up between us. 

Oh -you say. 

MMMMMM yes what do you think about this, I say, as my hand slowly strokes your thigh. We get dressed and go out to a club I know. But we don't go in together. I go in and sit at the bar. You come in later and sit at the bar where you can see me. This bar is always crowded and the dance floor is always packed. I'll spend the night flirting and you can do the same. The rules: no kissing anyone on the mouth ;no giving out or taking numbers and only flirting no intimacy. Then we come back and perhaps I will be so turned on that I will deny you nothing. I can see the possibilities churning in your overeducated brain. I ask you," do you want to play?"

Let the games begin, you say.

I wear a red silk sheath with a matching coat. The skirt is short. I wear a string of pearls for contrast. Sort of the sexy, professional look. You have never seen me in anything but black. This club caters to corporate crowd it is located close to the water, a young crowd with money.

We arrive at the club. I go in and find a seat at the bar. The bar is L shaped and when you come in you are able to sit on the curve where we can see each other. I order my drink a tequila sunrise –it matches my dress. I talk with the bartender, flirting. Two very blonde ( are there any other kind in Ca) large breasted women(ditto) take an interest in you. They lean in to talk to you rubbing their breasts against your arm. I hear your laughter. Whoa, Boy they could scratch your specs with those things. I know you prefer darker and exotic but still...you wouldn't turn up your nose at soft bouncy flesh with prominent nipples.

The band is an R& B band playing some hard beat funk. I stand up and take off my coat. Scan the room. There is a group of young Turks- still in their corporate uniforms. White shirt, braces, loafers-a few seats up from me. I approach the group. 

Do any of you dance? I ask. They were Black ,White, Latin and Asian. This should be fun , I thought. 

Two approach me at the same time. Oh sorry man you go ahead, one says to the other. Maybe I can have the next dance.

Why wait I say- I'm woman enough for both of you. I grab them by their ties and lead them onto the dance floor. 

You are charming the ladies \ with your humor and charming smile. A doctor!!!!!! I hear one of them exclaim. Each of the women is trying to figure out how to get rid of the other and take you home. I smile because I know you'll be leaving with me. 

On the dance floor, I dance between the two young men, their friends watch from the bar. At one point I am sandwiched between then , their hands on my waist. The one behind me takes every opportunity to rub his now very hard penis against my bottom. Sometimes I move back and tease him.

The song ends and I begin to leave the floor. 

No no-another dance please, the taller one says. They grab my hands to pull me back on the floor. Gentlemen, I have to catch my breath, you wear me out. Why don't we do a shot of tequila- then I'll be ready to dance again. I say.

OK. Hey we're doing shots they call to their friends. They herd me over to their group and one of them offers me his seat. I slide into the seat making sure I rub up against the guy who is standing up to allow me to sit down. He smiles down at me and I wink at him.

The bartender comes over looks at me and just shakes his head- he knows I'm playing with the little boys. What will it be, he says?

Tequila we say all say and laugh. The guy I winked at says- make them doubles and put his hand on my knee. I allow the hand to stay. The bartender puts the shots in front of us. I pick up the guy's hand from my knee ,slowly lick the web between his index finger and thumb and then put salt on it. I throw down the shot and then lick the salt from his hand- giving a show, very slowly licking all over his hand. He bends over to try to kiss me. I move away- your turn I say. He looks at me up and down. Then he bends over and licks my neck right above my collarbone and then shakes salt on the same area. He drinks the shot and then slowly licks and sucks my neck. I have to admit- it is quite a turn on.

Not to be outdone his friends decide they all want to lick the salt off my neck. At one point I have three young men, two in the front and one behind me licking and sucking my neck. The dress dips in the front and my Vicki's secret push up bra has molded the tops of my breast into ripe apples of flesh. The tallest of the young men then stands before me. Smiling he slowly leans down and licks my chest. My nipples reach out to him; he notices their attention seeking behavior and smiles. He sprinkles salt on me, downs his shot then dips his head to lick and suck the salt. He embraces me and as he steps away he brushes his fingertips against my nipple. I'm getting very turned, my thighs are slippery wet, my juices soaking my thong and running down my leg. My thoughts turn to you. I look over and one of the women has managed to sit on your lap. She has her arms around your neck, pressing you against her massive chest. I wonder if you are hard. 

Your eyes meet mine. I know the question you are asking. Is tonight the night I fulfill the fantasy? Two hot young men to pleasure me while you watch? Slowly, I shake my head no. Perhaps another night but tonight my thoughts are only of you. It has been a year since our last meeting. While I have always found you attractive you are so hot now, the working out, the tantric instruction. I'm not sure what the catalyst of change might be but I love the new confidence. Your magic fingers rubbing my g spot setting off the fireworks... explosion of multiple orgasms.

I've had about my limit of alcohol so I figure we need to call a halt to the show. I get up. It has been very nice meeting you, all of you- I say as I kiss each one on his cheek. 

Wait you're not leaving are you? They say.

Sorry- I have to get home to my husband. I say and smile. I pick up my coat , leave a big tip for the bartender and then head for the door. I pass you as I exit the club. The one girl has left – given up. But the one on your lap- she intends to get lucky. I smile as I pass you wondering how you are going to extricate yourself from underneath Ms. 38 DD. Just as I reach the car you catch up to me.

So how did it go with your friends? You ask.

Boys-I answer, I need a man.

I'm a man, you say.

Then I guess you'll have to do. I reach down and begin to rub your crotch.

Just as I suspected you are hard as steel. Naughty boy- I say getting all hot and bothered by some silicone.

I grip you a little more firmly –you moan. Let's go home -you say.

No I say. Here let's do it here . You reach to open the car door-Ok climb in you say.

No- I mean, here-right here-now. But you'd better be quick. The bar closes in ten minutes.

We kiss and already I am moaning. I am so hot. I pull down your zipper freeing you. 

You bend and bite my nipples through my clothes. I stick my hand between my legs and smear my wetness over your mouth. You lick my fingers . We kiss wet and hungry moaning, hands everywhere.

In me, in me Now -I say. Please I need you in me. 

You run your hand up my leg. I'm wearing stockings and garters. You pull my thong to one side and bending your knees you insert yourself into me.

Already I am coming I'm so hot. OHHHHHHHHH I moan. You slide right in –I'm so wet. 

M... I say. M... Ohh what you do to me. You make me so hot, so wet. I stick my tongue in your ear.

You are driving into me- pushing me into the car with each thrust.

I grip you with my muscles and you feel the tightness –it puts you over the edge. ARGHHHHHHHHHH you say and come.

We can hear people coming from the club we fall into the car laughing.

Ugh I'm all sticky I say. My dress is probably ruined.

Was it worth it? -you ask.

Every single minute of it, I say and kiss you on the cheek.



Flirting



To Whom It May Concern,

I have spent long years watching and listening and learning, about men. Even through marriage I still work. Finding things out, slowly teasing confessions, nervous laughter and then watching, eyes wide and slowly they reveal. I have flirted since age twelve, my first victim my dear friend, best buddy for life, and it began so sweetly. Out of the blue while climbing trees, that odd spring during eight grade, I decided I wanted someone to look at me the way Richard Chamberlain's character had looked at his desire in Shogun. I had also decided I wanted to be a geisha, which my parents simply accepted. Thus I was spending hours in a kimono jacket and peeling tangerines into decorative patterns. I zeroed in on my friend John and decided to make him look at me the way Ajin-san had...and so it began. I knelt as he talked about school, at his feet, in a kimono. He accepted this new behavior and my parents basically ignored my eccentricities, the same was the next year they would ignore my interest in Mae West and burlesque. But with my father's antique business we always had awesome props, thus the beautiful teal kimono and sash.

Next I began to speak more carefully, working on my geisha moves, and slowly it captivated John. Whereas before he'd have punched me now he kept trying to catch my eyes. Perfecting the downcast glance and soft smile, my work paying off as he left football games early, and would now eat the tangerines I carefully peeled. Finally I took the geisha act on the road and made sure during our massive games of kick the can I would find him, snuggle with him into the best hiding places and continue to press my advantage. The night he finally kissed me I was ecstatic. His breathlessness matched my own and I knew, from the new heat around him, from the little soft moan when he stopped that I had discovered some wonderful magic.

Over three decades I have worked the same magic upon a select few, and reaped the rewards. My looks are not special, my intelligence is, my figure far from perfect, my wit rapier, in short until I turn the magic on I blend as standard. But sometimes if my fancy is snared it begins, the look over my glasses, the smile, then eyes downcast. Still peeling tangerines, slow and graceful. But over the years my other interests overtook the geisha-burlesque star, tavern wench, madam in a brothel (my Victorian phase) and lastly temple harlot. But all these things now add up to a bawdy, overly open, line crossing, pervy wench.

I say and do things designed to shock my gentle readers. I touch and trash talk in ways designed to get under the skin of those who know me best. I let my geisha shine, and temper her with a bawdy harlot. Catch my eye on the wrong day and its all soccer mom with way to much to do.

Yet on the right day, catch my eye and hang on the ride might be bumpy. I use language ladies don't, yet blush like a schoolgirl. I stay on my side of the fence yet push you to vault it. I cyber like a slut yet offer advice like a therapist.

I love the rush of flirts, the edginess of want, and the hope and pray of lust. I love the game-it's free fall, no entanglements. I would have been magnificent at the flings and flirts of a high court. Fidelity above all, monogamy is not a limit but a definition. Lusty wishes whispered, phrases you might pay to hear spoken.

I believe in shock and awe, dropping verbal hints at what might happen. E-temptations, images ripped from a mind that can talk itself into orgasm. Submissions easily given, DaddyDoms, hard limits and laughing at a pirate's wenchy wishes.

Giddy with longing, itches to be scratched, permission given, lust typed out so it drips, wet and wanting.

And it all began so long ago, the wind in a tree reminding me that I wanted something un-named. And still now the rush of a breeze, summertime wishes, late night clouds all remind me. The thunderstorms I have watched the rain I have made love in, the woods quiet except for my own pleasure cries.

Yet forever inside is that girl on the cusp of woman, wanting that magic, hearing the notes and her body knowing the music before she realized it. So that is whose doors I open when flirting.

My as yet unkissed self joins with the experienced slut and together they wait for that open hungry look seen on the face of a man tormented by his forbidden desire. It is that look I crave, the breathing changes, the surprised laughter, the new delight, and the smiles at words that tumble freely making promises I would be delighted to keep.

The delicious flavors of flirts, warning folks of an impending flirt seems to rattle them, taking them off guard before the play begins. How fabulous to push limits, to push wants, to make offers and see where they are taken. How many lines can be crossed? So simple to go from I never cyber, to God please I want to hear you beg. How tempting to draw new sets of lines, how simply wonderful to watch resolutions crumble. Taunting the bear the villagers have chained is never wise, bears growl and snap but most of all sometimes they can move their chains far enough to grab you. Then it's all about a feeding frenzy, lips, tongues and teeth.

The restrictions of life sometimes suffocate, and so diminish drive and want. But it never clears, always there, waiting. The governments own edicts about pornography have created subtle signal, signs of want ably answered, the world's morals don't always apply. Sometimes heat makes its own morals, want draws the lines and thus it issues forth renewed. Thus I now hope you will understand why I refuse to apologize for my behavior.

Sincerely,

wanton