1 comments/ 13543 views/ 1 favorites Fucking You By: Nefatiri I remember the first time I saw you. It was on TV. You were arguing a point and your arrogance took my breath away. You were playing Devil's Advocate even though I knew you meant every word you said. It seemed wrong somehow to be seen to support your thought process and yet I got it for what it was, pure logic. And a dash of "lab-accident-away-from-criminal-mastermind" thrown in. At the time, I was a little younger and had been reading one too many Mills & Boons. I was also a virgin so I didn't really understand that dark pull into your aura. You are the first person that made me believe in The Law of Attraction. I dreamed of you almost daily after that. Whimsical fairy tale like dreams. You and I dancing in azalea fields. Oh, the brazenness of youth. I fantasized about you for about six months before the cosmos once again decided to shower me with not only opportunity and access, but also courage and vanity. My three girlfriends and I decided to play hooky from work one fine Monday morning. Dashing into a nearby bar, we ordered beers and started being little girls. We exchanged stories about workmates and family and slightly post-pubescent men. I miss being that reckless. Right now, I cannot remember the last time I ordered a beer at ten in the morning. Back to more innocent and optimistic times; in the midst of the girly chatter, your friend walked into the bar. We all knew him. He was another TV face. A rising star. He was also a world class whore. He made a beeline for our table as soon as he ordered his Redbull. I remember rolling my eyes and sharing a derisive giggle with one of the girls. Your friend, I am sorry to tell you, had (and still has) the "appeal of a pub loo at closing time". He was throwing darts left, right and centre. While I ordered my third beer, it suddenly occurred to me that you two were friends. Damn, what were the odds?! "So dude," I asked him directly, "where's your better half, Michael?" He laughed, winked at one of my girls and then handed me his phone and told me to find you myself. I did find you. Do you recall our first phone conversation? I sent you a text and told you how I got your number and that I'd like to talk sometime. That right there was opportunity and access. I naturally assumed you'd be intrigued. You were. * * * * * The first time we met, we had torrid sex. Because of your work schedule and my campus classes it was hard to meet. We kept up the lust by sending very very dirty texts and voicemails to each other. By the time I saw you, I was positively fluid in the bones. You are roughly 20 years my senior. I couldn't believe some of the things you told me! You could sound as dirty as my favourite video and as intense as Shaw. I do believe I was smitten. You called me, asked me to skip class and come to your office. You had a gift for me. The previous night you had called me and told me about your trip to the UK. You were bored and needed something to pep you up. I skipped class and came to your office in the centre of town. After you had seen two people before me; and twenty minutes later than you had initially scheduled, your PA let me in. You met me at the door. I heard the lock click as I walked to the visitor's chair in front of huge dark wooden desk. I haven't changed since you first met me. Clothing wise I mean. As I often do now, I was wearing jeans, sneakers and a small tee. It was my favourite at the time; the pink one with pink panther drawn in blue that you like so much. Amazing, it still fits me. My phone was in my back pocket, money in the front and some ID in the back as well. No handbag, no make up, no posturing. You sat opposite me in the other visitor's chair, the principal seat left empty. As an adult, I can read much into that but as the kid I was then, I was simply flustered. We chatted for a bit. You asked me about school and I vanished your vanity by telling you what a huge crush I had on you these last two years. Even then I was brutally honest when I should have been coy and alluring. I was gushing, never been taught guiles. Before I knew it, we were kissing. I didn't like our first kiss but I bent you my way. You followed my lead as I kissed you the way I wanted to be kissed. You know you pretty much raped me, right? I can understand the thought process. Young nubile girl. Seeking you out. Shows up in your office. Kisses you, even leads the kiss. Then you discover that under the jeans and tomboy exterior, she wears a sheer bra and no knickers. I heard, rather than saw you remove your pants. You came to me and carried me, placing me on the desk. Your cock probed my pussy and I convulsed at that first tentative rubbing. You surged into me, breaking my virginity in the thrust. I can credit you for at least noticing that I was un-touched before you. You stilled deep in me and rocked your hips consolingly against the space between my thighs. I am a soldier, I endured it. I have no romantic memories of that episode. I remember you riding me on your desk hard and fast. Your cock sliding in and out of my cunt. The rubbing against my clit. You kissing me as I screamed into your mouth when I came on your thick cock filling me. You had a meeting after. You had your driver take me back to campus. And you left me two gifts in a lovely black and silver tote bag. ***** "Hey." "Hey." I respond. The phone connection is bad. It crackles whenever I take a breath in. I feel myself getting irritable. "I saw a picture of you. Who was the guy with his arm around you?" you ask quietly. I am getting used to this now. You are acting territorial. "You missing me hun?" I ask instead. "Not really. I was going through the papers and who do I see in a belt for a skirt and a handkerchief for a blouse?" You insist quietly. I laugh out loud. Right before you said "blouse", I was thinking what a cool sentence! How so very young! And then you say blouse and I realize I don't even own one! A blouse I mean. "I should be flattered but I don't really like it that you find me funny." "You are funny babe, and relax." I soothe you genuinely. I can hear your voice get testy in that last sentence. "Hey, if you have time come over. I could use some." I tell you after a few seconds of silence on the phone. I have been watching "The Tudors" on mute while we talked and watching Jon Rhys Meyers shout "I am The King of England!!!" (I have watched it a couple of times, I know the script pretty well) does interesting things to the points of my nipples. "Can't. I have stuff to do this evening." You tell me shortly and hung up. I am stunned by the abruptness of the repeating tone on the phone. Shrugging it off, I go back to the kitchen and decide to cook for my girls back at the office. It's been a while since I made them a home cooked meal. I cook like a dream when in the mood. I am in the mood. I do love it so when the girls gush over my food. It gives me cheap thrills. Cranking up the volume a little, I set about the kitchen singing along to "Bad Girlfriend". Theory of A dead man, who can really resist their energy and humor?! ***** To be continued...... Fucking You You stand with your back to the bed, your eyes closed as we kiss, my arms wrapped around your body, your golden brown hair cascading down your back. You lean backwards; your legs back against the side of the bed as my hands begin to roam across your body, brushing over your clothes. We fall slowly onto the bed, still kissing, our tongues dancing within our mouths. Your ice-blue eyes open as my hands begin to slide up inside your shirt, brushing over your bra, caressing your boobs. You feel your nipples harden as I begin to slide my hands under your bra, slowly stroking the warm flesh. I kiss you on the mouth and you feel my tongue slide between your lips and you moan slightly as you think about another pair of lips that you would love my tongue to be exploring instead. My hands are already teasing you, stroking up and down your thigh and around the waistband of your shorts, stroking and touching you but never allowing you to guide my hand down past your waistband. You can feel yourself getting wetter and when I move round and begin to kiss and nibble lightly at the tip of your ear you twist your head away slightly before giving in, starting to moan as the tip of my tongue moves lightly around the inside of your ear. You grab my head and try and force me down, towards your boobs but I carry on and you begin to squirm and moan, small tremors occasionally running through your body at the sensations. Just when you feel like you can't bear for me to carry on, I begin to kiss and lick at your neck as I slowly move down your body. I kiss carefully around the neckline of your shirt and then begin to move my head back towards your ear. When you grab my head and push it back, I pretend to fight back but only for a moment, I want to do this as much as you do. I pull your shirt upwards, exposing your bra that you hurriedly undo, before lying back down and pulling me towards you. I start at the top of your stomach, licking and kissing up towards your boobs. You moan in anticipation, grabbing my hand and trying to force it past the waistband of your panties, but instead I start to stroke you through the drenched material making your stomach tense at the pleasure of it, you're so horny from all the teasing just the lightest of touches sends waves of pleasure through you. Now, I kiss around your boobs, lightly working my way around them, making you shiver in anticipation as I begin to kiss and lick in ever tightening circles around your nipples. As my lips carefully brush over the rock hard tip, you moan and your whole body tenses before suddenly relaxing as I take it into my mouth. I begin to kiss and suck at the hard bud in my mouth, tugging lightly at it before beginning to bite lightly, allowing my teeth to drag across it as I move my head away before taking the other into my mouth and begin to nibble and tease it lightly making you moan and suck in your breath at the waves of pleasure radiating through you. You sigh and a look of intense pleasure crosses your face as my fingers begin to brush under the sides of your panties, moving lightly across your soaked lips before I once again withdraw my hand. You pout but then as my hands begin to pull the drenched material down your legs it is replaced with a look of satisfaction and longing as you realise what I'm doing. My fingers begin to stroke the outside of your lips to the top of your hot wet slit, finding the hard nub of your clit. My fingers begin to lightly circle, brushing over the tip making you shiver in ecstasy as you realise that the teasing is finally over. You moan as I run my fingers down your slit before I slide first one and then a second deep inside your throbbing hot wet pussy, your muscles clamping down on my fingers as I push them deep inside you, only stopping when they can go no further. You moan with pleasure as I begin to pump my fingers in and out of your dripping wet pussy, starting slowly but gradually getting faster and faster. We hear the sucking noises as my fingers slide in and out of you, fucking you as I continue to bite and pull at your nipples making you groan in ecstasy. As you start to get closer, I begin to kiss down your stomach, all the while fucking your wet hole with my fingers. I kiss down your hip and around into your inner thigh making you shiver in anticipation. As I begin to kiss up your thigh, you squirm and moan, your hard clit standing out from your pussy. You feel my warm breath on your lips as I lick around the outside of your hole, you barely even notice that my hand has moved up and begun to tweak at your nipples. By now you don't care about my hand, you care about my lips as they begin to close over your clit, my breath making you moan before a violent shiver runs down your body as my warm tongue lightly brushes over your lips. I run my tongue down your slit, tasting your sweet juices that are running down and soaking into your bed. I lap at them greedily making you moan in delight as my tongue brushes around your hole before I push it deep inside you, before beginning to fuck your cunt with my tongue. I bury my face deep into you, trying to get my tongue as far inside as I can so I can drink your juices. You moan as I lick your pussy. As I move my face away from your dripping hole and back to your clit, you groan and buck your hips into my face smearing your juices all over me. I flick my tongue over the hard bead of flesh and begin to suck at it, my tongue twirling around and over it the whole time making you groan as you feel your urge to come growing every second. The feeling of deep pleasure begins to grow deep inside you and you arch your back, grabbing my head and forcing it into your pussy, my tongue flicking over your clit as you mash it into my face. You moan and then feel my fingers at the entrance to your hot wet hole before I push them deep into you, sending you over the edge. You moan and your whole body begins to shake, your juices running freely down into the bed as I continue to finger fuck you. When you have stopped shaking I lick down your slit to capture as much of your sweet juice as I can, making you moan and shiver at the overwhelming feelings emanating from your pussy. I move up your body and we kiss, you can taste your juices in my mouth as our tongues twist together. Then you begin to lick your juices from my chin, tasting more of your sweetness. You grab my arm, the fingers still dripping wet from being inside you and try to lick them clean but I beat you there. You pull my fingers from my mouth and suck them clean, a look of pleasure crossing your face as you taste even more of your cum coating them. Now, a grin begins to grow on your face, you want revenge for the teasing. You let go of my hand and begin to kiss along my jaw line towards my ear. You begin to lick at my ear, flicking your tongue around the rim, biting and tugging at the lobe with your teeth, making me tense up at the feelings of pleasure surging through my body. You begin to kiss down my body, along my neck and chest to my nipples, lightly biting and kissing around them before continuing down my stomach towards your real goal. You reach the top of my hips before continuing on around the outside of my leg making me shiver in frustration. As you carry on down my leg I reach out and place my hand on the back of your head, gently guiding you towards my hard cock. You pretend to resist a little but in reality you want this as much as I do. You allow your head to be moved till the tip of my thick cock is just in front of your mouth, your tongue curling outwards until it reaches the shaft, and begins to travel upward making me shiver in pleasure. You move your head forward and kiss the tip before beginning to lick up and down the hard warm shaft. You softly kiss and lick at me, my face blank except for pleasure as you move upwards and take the head of my cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around before beginning to take me deeper into your mouth. I guide you up and down my shaft with my hand, before suddenly you carry on downwards, taking me deeper and deeper into your warm mouth until my cock is brushing against the back of your throat. The incredible feelings make me shake with pleasure and as you begin to move your head up and down the shaft, my breathing becomes ragged, the feeling of so much warmth and wetness threatening to send me over the edge. You pull your head back up my shaft, and I begin to fuck your mouth, starting off slowly but gradually getting faster and faster, your tongue working over the head and shaft furiously as you try and get me to cum. I can feel my body beginning to tense up, feel the cum rising, then you take me into your throat. It's too much and sends me over the edge, cum exploding from my hard cock, filling your mouth and throat with hot sticky juices which you swallow eagerly, carrying on sucking as my body shivers, pumping cum into your mouth. When I finally finish cumming, you move up my body and kiss me, and you push some of my cum into my mouth. I can taste myself on your lips as our tongues entwine, my hands roaming your body, stroking the soft skin and massaging your boobs, tweaking at the hard nipples making you moan into my mouth. We're both far too horny to stop now; your pussy is dripping onto the bed, my cock still rock hard despite having just cum. You roll onto your back, reaching down with your hand to grab my cock and guide it to the entrance of you're dripping wet hole, your juices running down your arse into the bed covers beneath you. I push forwards and slide deep into your hot wet pussy and you moan as I fill your cunt with my hard cock. I slowly pull out of your dripping hole, sensations of sheer pleasure running through my body, before thrusting back deep inside you. You shiver in pleasure and your hand snakes down to your clit, slowly rubbing at the hard flesh. I begin to fuck you, my cock pumping in and out of you, gradually getting faster and faster. You feel my hard cock filling your pussy and moan as you rub your clit, the sensations sending shivers running through your body, your pussy gripping my cock as I slide in and out of your hot cunt. You rub your clit faster and faster as I fuck you, moaning in pleasure as you feel your body tense up, feel the warmth in the pit of your stomach spreading as your body prepares to cum. Your pussy tightens and grips my cock even tighter as I fuck you hard, thrusting deep into you. This is too much for you and with a moan you begin to cum, your body shaking at the force of it as it rips through you, your pussy grips at me tighter and tighter as I fuck you. My balls start to tighten and as I slide deep into you once again a torrent of cum flies out of my cock and into your warm pussy, filling your tight hole to the brim. My body tenses as I fill your pussy, shaking at the pleasure as I cum into your hot wet and well-fucked cunt. Fucking Your Boss Toni, my ex-girlfriend, and I had not been a couple for a year or so. We ended amicably, but still had feelings for each other, no way could we ever be married, you'll hear why. We would talk a few times a year, birthdays, meet for drinks, whatever. She started telling me about her boss who was putting the moves on her even though she was only 22 and he was over 40 and married. She said he was a nice guy and not altogether unattractive. She said he was not really bullying her either, just being very sexually suggestive, and she was a little curious. Whatever. I asked what was up and how I could help, and she answered how immediately, (and thinking back, almost excitedly). She said she wanted to fool around with this older married guy, Gary, from the video store, but did not know how far she wanted it to go. Because she and I were so far away from each other,100 miles, I did not see how I could help her. So she let me in on her plan. Toni was quite the strategist. She was going to invite him over to watch a video, maybe porn, maybe not, and have me on the phone in case things got to out of hand. How the hell I could help her, I have no idea. I guess she figured it was a way to have a 'third party' in the room, maybe I could call 911.I didn't really even remember the conversation or the guy's name until I got the call. Months later she called me at school on a busy Saturday around 10pm, whispering to me, "Gary's here, jesus, this is it, this is IT..." and "can you hear the TV?...", I said sure. In the background I heard what was obviously a porn movie, I wondered how long she'd been torturing the poor fuck. There was a long pause, and she whispered, "...ok." I held the line and heard an barely audible female laugh, then a long moan, hers. aaaahhhmmmmmmm. These two people were very happy. This was very erotic for me, being alone, and missing Toni more than ever. (I found out later she just laid the phone down on it's side on the nighttable beside the bed, never telling the guy someone was on the line ). "Ooooh Gary, I shouldn't have done this to you,..(did you like the movie?...it's my favorite...) but, now you're, well, I'm sorry, I can't help you, I can't with someone i work with, it's not right,,hmmmmmmmm, what about the guys attttt wooorkkkkk? I might give you the wrong impression of me, hmmmmm I'm not like this,...mmmmmMMMMMmMmMm...I'm not a whore...I've never been a whore..."...someone lowered the TV. "ooooohhhhhhhaaaaa.........no." I heard nothing for a minute. "Do you think I'm pretty?...but, but you're married! Just unhook it at the back sweetie, yyyyeeeeeesssssssss...are my tits too small, you'll like them, promise, I'll show you...Am I as pretty as your wife?", Gary told her she was. I heard more moaning, two voices. Kissing, movement. A long, "aaaaaahhhhhhhhh...." "You've got a beautiful cock, ugh, mmmm, ugh, mmmm, ugh, ugh, do you want me to stop? ugh, ugh, can you get it all the way down my throat? OOOOOOOHHHhhhhhh...Don't choke me, nice and slow now,_____ _ _m - oooh __-- Let...me...try..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, gh, ugh, ouch!...that feels so good on my nipples, you're sooo good" Nothing but humming for a few minutes. I had my cock out, pumping, picturing everything, I had a pretty good idea what was going on. I was wondering if she was doing this for my benefit or his. I heard a smack, then another, but no protests from Toni. "Do you like fucking my tits? Doesn't that feel good fucking my tits like a tunnel?". I could hear squishy noises, they must have gotten closer to the bed. "Does your wife tit-fuck your cock like this? Do you spray her face with your cum?" "Don't ever mention my wife again...You're a whore alright, don't delude yourself, just keep fucking my cock like that..." (more squishy sounds and Toni's heavy breathing...she must have used spit to lube her tits)."From now on you're in charge of the porn section at the video store, mops, buckets and all, I should have known it from the start, ..." "Now, do you like having my cock up in your face?" "Yessss..." (extra loud for my sake...) "Do you like holding your tits together so I can fuck them? Don't forget, I'm your boss, whore." "Yesss....sir." "For Christsake, this is lame, Get off me...!!!!" I heard a loud thump, a moan and then nothing. Despite my arousal, I was worried. "Take everything off!" I heard zippers and muffled shuffling. " I want to get a quick load out before we get busy, pick a hole Toni..." "Um, my mouth...?" Nobody spoke after that, but I did hear what sounded like a lot of sloppy kissing. A lot of sucking in of breath, wet noises, slapping. Toni was getting what she wanted, I guess. Then I heard Toni distinctly moan, 'nooooOOOOOooo..." Then just breathing. And slowly, a hum, then a moan, then a slow, low, "noooooo, please, not NOT thereeeeee...NNNNNnooooooooooo, I'll blow you again. I'll fuck you at work. Nnnnnnoooooooooooooooooooooooooo OOOOOOOOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo.......I'll do that customer you asked me to, I don't care if he's so young. He's old enough, aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! Pleeese cum oooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Pleeeese finish meeeeeeeeeee. YOU'RE KIIIIIILLLLLLNNGGG MEEEEE!!!!" I came. I held my breath. I heard Toni saying, "Is that it?, ...is that it, are you leaving?....". I heard a little crying. I heard the TV again. And 10 minutes later Toni got back on the phone and said, "Did you get off?..." I said "Yes", and she sighed and sniffled and said she'd call me on Sunday. Someone told me they dated on and off after that but he is still married. I hung up the phone, washed my hands and finished my work. Fucking Your Face and Your Cock I've been fantasizing about you all day long, and THIS is the fantasy I've been stuck with. Will you ever so kindly participate in this dirty little escapade with me? * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (7.5 min/mp3) * * * * *