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Hidden

By: mysticalelf



Bryan ran his hand across his chin as he inspected himself in the mirror, making sure he'd gotten all the shaving cream off his face. He'd missed a bit, as per usual, and cupping his hands into the warm water, he splashed it against his face before grabbing the hand towel to dry off.

"That's better," he murmured to himself. "Fuck, at least I feel human again."

They'd been on a two-week promotional tour, jet setting here, there and everywhere. Christ, he'd barely had time to take a piss let alone do anything else. He'd been to one end of the country and back again and everywhere in between and was very much looking forward to getting back to LA, especially to see his wife Sarah. Oh, yeah, that sweet wife of his, how he'd missed her! He'd swept her off her feet almost 20 years ago when she was barely out of high school. He'd been touring England at the time and seen her staring up at him from the front row. Her green eyes had locked with his and he'd been lost in them since. They had a home in LA, which was their permanent residence, and one in England, so they could visit her family for long periods of time when he wasn't touring. He'd been flying for 6 hours already and on the ground in LA is definitely where he wanted to be.

The night played out before him as he pondered the probable evening's events, as clear as if it were happening right now. He'd arrive home, kick the door closed behind him and wait for the clip-clop of her shoes on the tile floor as she came to give him that welcome-home kiss. She'd saunter towards him, her hips swaying seductively and her long mahogany hair falling down her back in waves, as she laughed that laugh he loved so much. Whenever he'd been gone more then a few days, it wouldn't be long before they headed upstairs, their love-making electric and explosive as they rediscovered each other's bodies. As the night wore on, things would become more leisurely and unhurried, a much gentler pace, as he ran his hands over her curves, kissing and paying special attention to all the parts he'd probably missed earlier. 

The intercom crackled to life, informing him they'd be landing soon and that he better get a move on. Dropping the towel from around his waist he headed to the closet that always had a change of clothes for him.

"I'll dress up again, make myself respectable," he chuckled as he pulled out his typical attire of black Calvin's, black pants and of course, the black t-shirt. His sarcasm played across his features as he inspected the soft worn-out material. Should he pick this one, the one with 'AC/DC' printed in bold white letters or the one that says 'Ride This' with the big white arrow pointing down towards his waistband. Suppressing a laugh, he chose the 'Ride This' one, pulling it over his head.

"Fuckin' dressed up, that'll be the day! Half the time she has me dressed up like that fucker Ricky Martin, pimping myself around like a fuckin' peacock...what the fuck!" He shook his head at himself, wondering if everyone talked to themselves like he found himself doing more and more these days. "I'm losin' it. I'll be in the fuckin' loonie bin at this rate!" he grumbled.

Pulling his pants up around his waist, he reached for his bottle of cologne. He aimed the spray in the general direction of his chest, pumping the trigger too many times to count, before pulling his waistband open and pumping a few sprays in there too, just for good measure. "Gotta be getting me some more of that stuff, I'm almost out," he mumbled to himself. Jesus Christ, there he went again! With a roll of his eyes he went to his seat, leaning his head back waiting for the familiar thump of the tires.

As they taxied to the terminal building he stuck his fingers in his ears, wiggling them incessantly to get rid of the ache. "Fuckin' flying constantly, 50 million fuckin' decibels screaming behind me for years, no wonder I can't hear shit." They were finally home though and it brought a flush to his skin and an ache in the pit of his stomach as he thought of being one step closer to what he'd been itching for all week. Yeah, there was always the 'bone channel' while out on the road, but a bit of skin on a flat screen and his hand wrapped around his dick just wasn't a match on the real thing. He was anxious to get going, barely waiting for the plane to come to a stop before grabbing his coat off the arm of the chair and heading out the door. 

It was a complete surprise when he rounded the corner to see her bent over, laughing hysterically with the limo driver. It had been her contagious laughter that had first caught his attention 20 years ago; that and her sparkling green eyes had been captivating. She was wearing a black tight fitted skirt that showed off her curves, he noticed, and a cream chiffon blouse with a plunging neckline that revealed the diamond pendant he'd bought her out of the blue one day while out running errands. As if sensing him, she turned around, excused herself and meandered across the parking lot laughing like a love-struck schoolgirl. The sway of her hips was alluring and her hair was just the way he liked it, hanging loosely down her back, as he stood there mesmerized by the sight of her. 

Her voice was sultry as she purred the words she always greeted him with. "Hello you," she said, sliding her arms around his waist to pull him towards her. "Mmm, I've missed you." She buried her head against his chest, smelling that familiar masculine scent that always surrounded him and held on tight. His dark hair blew across his face and she swept her finger against it, brushing the tendril aside, as her eyes locked with his. 

"You've missed me? Christ, I couldn't get home quick enough. We haven't fuckin' stopped, not for a minute," he said. He kissed her softly, his fingers linked behind her neck to hold her close. Looking down at her, he held her gaze, his eyes darting from one to the other as unspoken messages were sent. His kisses instantly turned feverish and slipping his tongue between her lips, he encouraged her to suck it into her warm mouth where it did an erotic dance swirling and gliding over hers. He pulled his mouth away still pushing his hips up close. "Christ almighty," he muttered, his arousal pressing against her stomach. He was bombarded with a new mixture of sensations, emotions that hit him so hard, his head felt like it was spinning. "Let's go," he said, linking his hand in hers.

"Nice shirt Bry," she commented rubbing her hand across his tight stomach.

He was glad she'd noticed it. "Ya think! I picked it specifically with you in mind," he said.

"I bloody hope so," she replied. 

She got into the car first like always. The curve of her bottom in front of him was too much of a temptation as he brought his hand down against it with a hard slap!

"Ouch! For fuck's sake Bryan!" she shrieked.

"Sorry babe, I couldn't resist," he replied, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he rubbed his hand over the afflicted area. "I'll kiss it better for you, don't worry."

"You fucking well will," was her comeback as she sat down gingerly. "My bum's going to be so red from that one. It even hurts to sit down," she continued, milking it for all it's worth wanting some kind of response from him. 

He knew exactly what she was doing, playing and teasing, but he had no problem playing along with her games. "Well if your ass hurts so much, why don't you come and sit here on my lap," he said, patting his thighs with his large hands. "That'll make it feel better, I'm sure of it."

Hiking her skirt up a bit she straddled over him, her knees on either side of his hips. She gave him a smile while she brushed her fingers across his mouth. "Those are awful kissable looking," she whispered, bringing her mouth down on his. Her breath was hot as her lips barely brushed against his before hovering over him. She licked a wet trail across his mouth, pushing her hips tightly against his. Knowing what would come of her actions, a coy smile swept across her face quickly becoming an ear to ear grin as she felt his arousal throbbing between her legs. 

"What you laughing at," he asked, giving her a devilish look.

"You're naughty," she simply replied.

He raised an eyebrow. "When I'm as bad as you, I'll fuckin' worry about it," he said, rather amused.

His hands slid up her thighs, easing their way underneath her skirt and slipping into the legs of her panties. "Fuckin' hell Sarah," he sighed, his voice hoarse with lust, "you've no fuckin' idea how much I've been thinking about this." Grabbing tightly around her buttocks, he pulled her even closer, pushing her firm breasts against his chest. His mouth was hungry as he slipped his tongue between her lips, probing deeper into the wetness as he ran his tongue over hers.

Her body ached to be touched as she thought of how long it had been since she'd felt him against her. Just being close to him, feeling her breasts flattened against his chest, caused an immediate reaction and her nipples hardened beneath the thin fabric of her blouse. "Do you feel that," she questioned, pushing her chest harder against him. She didn't want to wait. She needed to feel his warm skin against hers and pulling away, she broke the kiss just enough to pull his t-shirt over his head. The heat radiating from him was instant. 

Her fingers traced circles over his chest, running them over the fine hairs and around the dark coins of his nipples. Feeling them rise beneath her fingertips, she gave them a squeeze, causing him to push his hips into her harder in his attempt to alleviate the insatiable throbbing between his legs. A moan escaped her as his hips started a rhythm, pushing his hardness against all the right places.

Not only had he felt her reaction, he'd seen it too. "Let me get out of these fuckin' things," he groaned, slipping his pants off quickly. She was surprised at how big his penis looked, standing at attention between her legs, hard and erect. His hands had found their way to her waistband and he pulled her shirt out of its confines to run his fingers up her sides, caressing the smooth skin. With the awkwardness of large hands fumbling with small buttons, he undid her blouse, savoring each bit of her that was revealed with the progress. Eventually free of the garment, his tongue ran across her chest as his hand wandered to the clasp between her breasts. Many years of practice had paid off and with a flick of his wrist, he expertly undid it, her breasts falling free. They were the perfect size as he wrapped his hands around them, pushing the lace fabric of her bra to the sides. Squeezing them together, he lowering his mouth to one nipple flicking the tip of it with his tongue, instantly feeling it harden against his lips. She moaned, arching against him as he drew it into his mouth, his other hand gently squeezing the other taut bud that had risen beneath his fingertips. "These fuckin' tits man," he said. "I've dreamed about these fuckers for a week straight."

She playfully looked at him. "Oh really, imagine that! I've been dreaming of this, ...right here, for a week myself actually." Her hands had wrapped themselves around his stiff cock, the entire length of it in her grip as she stroked him in time with the rhythm of his hips. She was almost sitting on it and pulling it against her, she rubbed the firm shaft against her satin panties, pushing its hardness against her till she felt the wetness seeping through the fabric. Her breath was shallow, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she lowered her mouth to his forehead. "Christ Bryan, this is insane," she exclaimed. 

He felt her legs tighten in an attempt to pull away. "No, hang on, stay there," he said quietly. "Don't get up." His hands had wandered up her hips and grasping the strings of her panties he gave them a hard tug, pulling till he felt the snap of the fabric. The scrap of material fell from between her legs to the floor. "Feel better," he asked with a mischievous grin, "it sure as hell does to me!"

"Very much so," she replied, overpowered by the feeling of his hand slipping between her legs and running over the smooth warm flesh he'd found there. 

"That's good," he said with a smile, "we don't want anything getting in the way now do we?"

He'd slipped a finger into her, slowly rotating it before pulling it out and sliding it in again. "Fuckin' hell," he commented as his free hand pulled her head down towards his. Mouths and tongues explored as his thumb found her clitoris, rubbing it gently. He was so hard, his penis aching to get inside her, to fill her up and feel the warmth as she slid down on him. "I want you," he murmured against her lips.

She heard the longing and desire in his voice, but didn't want him inside her yet. "Just wait," she whispered, wanting to savour the pleasure of rubbing up against him before he entered her. He'd removed his hand from between her legs and she was now sitting on the length of his cock, her folds parted slightly as the velvety head of his penis pressed against all her sensitive spots. She was extremely wet as she rocked her hips, sliding over the entire length of the hard shaft beneath her. His hands had wandered up to tease and taunt her nipples again, nipping and pinching them slightly between his thumb and forefinger.

"Oh fuck baby, that feels good," he groaned as he felt her sliding over him. He was thrusting his hips slightly, matching the movements of hers as he squeezed her breasts and nipples, the pressure of his hands gradually increasing. His cock glistened as he watched the purple-hued head running along the cleft between her legs and leaning his head back, he immersed himself in the uncontrollable heat spreading through his body. 

"Oh, God...," she cried out, as her climax hit her hard. The feeling came in waves, coursing through her body as she sighed and arched against him, rolling and pushing her clitoris against the hard object beneath her. After what seemed like an eternity of this astounding feeling, she lowered her gaze, only to see him squeezing his eyes tightly shut, obviously trying to avoid his own orgasm from exploding. The feeling of her tensing and throbbing against him, her warm wetness sliding over his cock, had only heightened this unimaginable heat that was surging through his loins into the very pit of his stomach.

"Don't hold back," she urged as her bottom came to rest on top of his thighs. "I...I don't fuckin' think I can anyway," he growled through clenched teeth as she wrapped her hand around him, her palm easily sliding over the turgid shaft that was slippery from her own juices. Savouring the pleasure of her firm grip, his eyes closed tightly. "Fuck Sar...here it comes," he groaned feeling her hand wrapped around him firmly, stroking him to an inconceivable climax. His cock throbbed as he arched his hips against her hand movements, his thighs shaking from the weight of her sitting on him. Letting out a primal groan that matched the intensity of his orgasm, they mutually watched the hot milky fluid pulsate from him, the endless spurts splashing high up onto his chest as well as running over her hand. 

His hips came back down to rest on the leather seat, but neither of them moved, they simply basked in the pleasure they'd both just experienced. She still held onto him feeling the rigidity of his penis lessen as his hands trailed up her thighs to grab her hips causing her to chuckle. "Christ almighty" she laughed, "all that from one fucking wank."

"That's what happens when you haven't had sex in a year," he answered, "well what feels like a fuckin' year anyway," he continued between laughs. 

He held his hands in the air, looking down, unimpressed with the mess that had collected on his belly. "What we gonna do with this?" he said, looking rather perplexed. 

"Rub it in," she chortled. "They say it's good for the skin."

"Fuck that," he grimaced. His comment came too late. Her hands were already running over the sticky mess, running them up his belly and over his sensitive nipples to give them a squeeze. "Will ya leave 'em alone for fuck sakes," he protested, his hands grabbing her wrists to hold them still. "You always fuckin' do that after I come," he continued. 

She shrugged her shoulders looking at him in mock defiance. "I know, I love to see you squirm," she teased. Sagging against him, she pinning their hands between them both, as she brought her mouth to his, her kisses lingering and unhurried. 

He was so warm as she laid her head against his shoulder, listening to the rhythmic beating of his heart. The rise and fall of his chest was soothing as she whispered, "I could stay here all night." 

She was running her fingers through the fine hairs adorning his chest, twisting them gently between her finger and thumb. He lifted his head off the headrest, eyes wearily looking around. "You could if we weren't home already," was his response. They were waiting for the electric gate to open. "Come on, you better get up."

She hesitated for a second and then replied, "I guess I have no choice, do I? Christ!" Pealing herself away from his body heat, she reached for her blouse.

"We've got tonight," he went on in an attempt to console her.

With a grin she cleared her throat, flinging her arms out in a mock effort to impress him. "Who needs tomorrow," she sang with her best impersonation of Sheena Easton.

"Aaahh, for fuck sakes Sarah, don't! Don't ever fuckin' sing, shriek, whatever the hell you call that noise coming outta your mouth," he answered, pressing his hands tight against his ears. "The birds will fall off the fuckin' roof, stone dead, if you continue with that shit."

Her ear to ear grin was infectious as she smiled back at him. "Well you started it," she said amused. "You're no Kenny Rogers yourself you know." She started with that contagious laughter of hers, it resonating throughout the limo. He couldn't help but laugh along with her as she continued the lyrics, her voice purposely screeching and squeaking, trying to hit every inconceivable note that she could.

"That's fuckin' awful, and Kenny Rogers, who the fuck's he?" he continued, pulling his pants up around his hips. 

"Some country guy who sings that song with what's-her-face from Scotland," she replied, still laughing. 

Everything was in place, clothes on, hair tucked neatly behind the ears, when Mike, their driver, opened the car door. Grabbing her shoes, Sarah stepped out of the car, waiting for her husband to follow closely behind her. He was sweeping the hair off his face as he stepped onto the driveway looking handsome and none the worse for wear, despite the recent events. 

"Oh Christ! Me knickers Bry, grab them." She was blushing at the thought of leaving them in the car by accident.

"What?" he asked, looking at her baffled.

"My fucking panties, grab them quick before Mike sees," she continued. "I've left them in there."

Leaning into the car, he noticed the scrap of fabric lying on the floor. He scooped them up, stuffing them into his pocket to keep them hidden from view. "Got em," he grinned.

Wrapping his arm around her waist, he handed the $100 bill to Mike, their usual driver. "Thanks for the ride man," he said. After a slight hesitation, he grabbed another $100 from his pocket, slipping that into the driver's other hand. "That's for the other one I got 'cause you took your time getting here," he added, a mischievous look on his face.

Mike thanked him and turned away shaking his head in amusement. He knew exactly what they'd been up to. If he'd been gone more then a few days, it was always the same; they never waited till they got home. He purposely hit yellow lights, people watched and checked out the same mundane buildings and sights he'd seen a hundred times before as he meandered up the streets, taking his time. 


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She doesn't realize that her door that leads to the adjacent room is not locked, at the bed and breakfast she is staying at. As she lies on the bed, legs spread wide, her hand plunging a dildo into her pussy while rubbing her clit furiously, a deep moans escapes from her lips, loud enough for the guy staying in the room next to her to hear.

She thinks she is safely hidden in her room as she plans on a day of self pleasure but does not realize that he is standing on the other side of the door, hand on the doorknob listening, when her first orgasm hits her and she groans over and over. His hand on his crotch, imagining his cock giving her the pleasure she is seeking.

As he feels his cock get harder at the sound of her first orgasm, he begins to rub the crotch of his jeans faster. His mind races... should he open the door and take the chance of scaring her half to death and ruining the whole adventure? What if she is ugly? He doesn't let that thought linger too long. An idea hits him. He takes off all of his clothes and lies down on his own bed.

Pouring some of the bath oil that the hostess of the bed and breakfast was kind enough to leave on the dresser in his hand, he begins to stroke his cock. Before long his big cock is rock hard and throbbing... imagining his neighbor playing with herself is fueling his imagination and he begins to moan loudly, hoping that she will hear him just as clearly as he had heard her.

While she is massaging her breasts with the oil that was left in her room, she hears loud moaning coming from next door. What a deep, sexy voice he has, she thinks to herself... oh, the thought of a hard cock right next door has her hot again and she is not sure what to do. Naked, she slides out of the bed and walks over to the door between the rooms, puts her ear to the door and listens. His moans are clearly heard and she can hear him hissing as he gets closer to his orgasm. Her hand is between her legs, rubbing her clit while she listens. She needs to be fucked by his cock, who ever he is, her pussy dripping wet.

Her hand on the doorknob, she turns and to her surprise, finds that it opens all the way. Her breath sticks in her chest as she slides it open just a crack. She peers in and on the bed is this incredibly gorgeous man with this beautiful chest, neck and arms; long strong legs and a huge throbbing cock in his hand, stroking it up and down the length of it. She is watching him, breathless by the vision. She is not sure if she should go in and climb on his cock and ride it fast. She wants to but realizes he is a total stranger.

She turns back into the room, looks at the mirror and sees herself. Pretty by most standards but not tall... full breasts and hips with a small waist; long legs, smooth, and creamy white; bare pussy between.

Her cheeks flushed, brown green eyes sparkled by her arousal and her hair a little tussled from lying on the bed. She walks back to the door and peers in again and realizes he is just about ready to cum and she gets to watch. She moans as she watches him stroke up his cock. He hears it and turns towards the door. Shocked, he stops stroking his cock for a second and looks toward the door just in time to see his neighbor duck out of sight. Smiling to himself he continues, only louder this time. "Oh, yesss... oh fuck... I am going to cum... yesssssssssssssss..." he lets out a guttural scream and his rock hard throbbing dick begins shooting a gigantic load, the first shot of which hits him in the neck just under his chin... the second his chest... the third his belly and then streams of white hot cum begin landing everywhere... 

Half way through his orgasm he hears her having another of her own. She must have turned to lean against the wall and fuck herself silly as she listened, because the pictures hung on his side were moving as if being fucked themselves. Cleaning himself off quickly with a towel, he moves over to the telephone. Loud enough for her to hear he orders a some strawberries and chocolate syrup from their hostess and asks they be sent to his neighbor's room with a card. His voice becomes low and she cannot hear any more of the conversation. "Shit", she thinks to herself. "Someone will be at the door soon." She quickly closes the door as quietly as possible and dresses.

A few minutes go by, and there is a knock on the door. Opening the door, she finds her hostess with a covered tray, which she places on a small table near the bed. "For you, my dear", she says and exits with a sly smile. Lifting the cover to find the strawberries and chocolate syrup, she reads the card. 'Here's to hidden passions, let me hear you again'.

Knowing he heard her orgasms, her cheeks flush from embarrassment but further thought has her wondering if this is something she should pursue. The man had a gorgeous cock on him and the way he moaned, she knew she would be lost if she had to hear him again and not be there to do something.

Because she was not sure how fast they would come up to the room, she has slipped on her blue silk gown over her naked body and now wonders if she should have worn more. She moves over to the door and knocks on the door that separates her and that gorgeous man. She hears his footsteps walk towards the door, her heart starts to race. "What if he doesn't like brunettes?" she thinks to herself. "Hold on, he sent you the strawberries and chocolate, so why not?" She braces herself to see the beautiful stranger who heard her pleasure herself and as the door opens, her pulse starts to race, her pussy soaking wet with anticipation and her nipples erect with arousal. She looks up at him, tray in hand, and asks, "Know what I should be doing with these?"

With a sly smile he looks down at her and sees the unsure yet ravenous look in her eyes, and with his peripheral vision... his cum spent cock hanging a hairs width away from her belly. He slowly takes a strawberry by the stem and dips it deep into the bowl of chocolate sauce, drenching his fingers as well. Reaching down he rubs her clit with the chocolate covered strawberry and watches the surprise and excitement in her eyes as he inserts it into her hot dripping pussy and then reaches for another. He does the same with the second... and the third... fourth... and fifth. Her eyes widening more with every insertion and her breath giving the impression that she is going to faint from the pure excitement of this forward yet erotic behavior.

He pushes her against the door jam and uses his feet to spread hers apart... she feels him begin to lower himself and as his mouth passes her ear..." don't you drop any" she hears him whisper. He bites at her nipples on his way down and replaces his teeth with his fingers as he continues his journey to his knees. Pinching her nipples hard he looks up at her, his lips so close to her that she feels his hot breath on her cool chocolate covered clit. Unexpectedly, he commands her... "show me how strong that cunt is... use those tight inner muscles of yours to make me some strawberry puree you horny little slut." And he extends his tongue so she can feel the tip on the small piece of skin between her pussy and her puckered little ass hole.

Knowing she did have a tight little hole as she loved to exercise it knowing how much pleasure it gave her partners when she squeezed their cock in her, she started to squeeze the strawberries within her pussy, feeling the juices starting to flow out of her... Surprised, he hesitated for a moment, not expecting to find strawberry juice squirting out. He regained his composure and tipped his head between her legs, tasting the strawberry juice intermingled with her own juices... he inserted his fingers into her hot hole, wanting to taste the strawberries covered in chocolate covered pussy juice and slowly pulled out the strawberries, one at a time, eating each one, watching her watching him. 

When he pulled the last one out and ate it, he stood up and took the tray out of her hands are she looked like she would drop it, grabbed her hand, pulling her to the bed. He placed the tray where he could still reach it from the bed, and sat on the edge, pulling her next to him. As she sat down in a daze, he got up and pushed her down so that her legs hung over the edge. Knowing her pussy was filled with chocolate, he wanted to lap at it, wanting to feel your orgasm on his face.

He spread her legs and plunged his tongue deep inside of her, tasting the sweet chocolate and her sweet, salty juices. His teeth grabbed her clit, nibbling softly, then a little more rough. Her hips started to buck from the pleasurable torture. He knew she would cum soon and went back to licking her pussy, dripping with juice and chocolate wanting to feel her explosion. She did not disappoint him. When she came in his face, her legs shook uncontrollably and her hips gyrated on his face. Her moans were loud, which he liked.

As she came down from her euphoria, he took a little more chocolate with his fingers and added it to her already moist pussy. She wondered why he was doing that when she realized that he was going to thrust his cock into her pussy and use it as lube. He teased her clit with the tip and slowly thrust his cock into halfway, her back arched from the pleasure. She could smell the scent of heated chocolate in the room and it added to her feeling of sensuality as his thrust became more heated and faster. But suddenly he stopped, pulled his cock out, smiling... he got onto the bed and straddled her chest so that his cock was right at her lips. She got the idea and licked the tip... mmmmm chocolate covered cock... she knew she would enjoy this. As he stroked his cock in her face, she licked the head of it, tasting his juices and the chocolate. What a decadent feeling she was having. She knew he was close and could hear him moaning louder as his cock became so engorged and ready to cum. She wanted to taste his hot load in her mouth, so she grabbed at his balls while he stroked himself and heard his loud groan at the pleasure he felt. "Oh yesssss, I'm cumming... cumming on your face..... ahhhhhhhhh!" With that, his creamy white juices shot out into her mouth, tasting salty sweet and she swallowed every drop she could.

His cock once again cum spent, he rolls off of her and lies on his back, his head dangling from the edge of the bed. She thinks to herself that it has been quite an experience and wonders if she should return to her room and let him doze. As she began to rise, she felt something tug at her hair. "Where do you think you are going? Leaving before you are finished??? And I mean FINISHED..." Something about that made her a little nervous and very, very stimulated. With that the hand he had clenched in her hair pulled her face toward his crotch. "Open up, suck me hard again, and let's see what other fun we can have.

With that, she took his flaccid cock into her mouth and moaned delightfully not only at the taste of both their juices and chocolate but at the thought of continuing this unexpected adventure. She felt him begin to swell in her mouth. 'Oh, yes, yes... he is coming back to life... she had never had a man that could orgasm more than twice in day without passing out and the thought was making her senses reel. She began to lick and suck his balls while she stroked him. He moaned his approval and held her head tight so she had no choice but to continue licking him. She thought it strange, but she rather enjoyed being in his control.

When he was quite hard again, he released her hair and grabbed a strawberry from the tray. Dipping it in chocolate he looks to her. "I noticed that you enjoy watching." He places the strawberry half way in her mouth and bites the other half off, their lips touching in a sticky delicious embrace. "go over near the door and let me watch you... go over near the door and make me NEED to stroke my cock again until I cum screaming. Let's see if you've got it in you to make me shake these walls. And don't worry, you keep making me hard and I am going to keep cumming, so do what you need to do without fear that it will end in a hurry."

She stands up and walks over to the door, turns to face him. She slides her hands over her ample breasts, pinching her nipples and kneading her tits. She notices his hands glide up and down over this long shaft with those strong arms. His eyes slightly open as he is watching her but trying to concentrate on his cock as well. Looking at him, she wonders how she got so lucky to find a gorgeous single man in the room next to her, making her wildest sex fantasies come true.

She leans on the door and slides down so her hands and knees, turns around so that her ass is facing him. She arches her back up and using her hands, she slowly fingers her tight little ass, noticing his hands gliding on his cock faster and harder now. She looks back over to him, lifts an eyebrow and asks, "Do you like this?" He moans his approval as he sees her finger slide completely into her ass. She leans down so she is on one shoulder and uses her other hand to rub around her pussy and clit. His starts to stroke harder as he watches fingers fucking her pussy and ass, love that looks on her face and hearing her moans, louder as she is getting close to her orgasm again.

Stroking his cock harder and faster... Mmmmmmm... yes, yes... oh yessss you sexy thing... cum with me... cum with me NOWWWWWW... and with that she sees that hot white thick cum spewing from his cock hole and all over his belly, running down his hand onto his cock and down his balls... and it puts her over the edge and she begins screaming her own orgasm... 

She falls in a lump on the floor exhausted from her exhibitionism. Wiped out but proud of herself that she could coax the cum out of suck a delicious looking cock she moans softly to herself. Standing, she leans against the inside of the door and looks at him. "Mmmm what a sexy bitch you are." He says and it shocks her. Seeing the indignant look on her face he reacts. "Yes, that is right, I said bitch. Now get that tight little cunt over here and lick the cum from me like the hungry little nasty slut that you are.

With that she stomps back into her room and slams the door, falling backward to lean against it, she finds herself aroused in a naughty kind of way...

She knows that is what she secretly loves to be called but never had a man to actually call her that before... she was so hot that she wanted to turn back around and rape the man but thought she will entice him over to her room.

She reaches under her bed for a small suitcase and opens it up. She has a sly grin on her face as she pulls out a massive dildo, vibrator and an anal stimulator. She has never used the anal toy but figures he might be able to teach her. She gets on the bed, her ass facing his door and picks up the dildo and places it at her pussy lips... slowly, playing with her lips, easing it into her pussy slowly with the juices and chocolate. She moans loud enough for him to hear and the faint sound of foot steps are heard on the other side of the door. She hears the doorknob move and sees the door open slightly.

She starts to move the dildo into her pussy slowly and deeply, moving her hips with the rhythm. Her moans are getting louder as the intensity of the dildo thrusts hit her G-spot, her hips bucking a little. He opens the door so he could stand in the room and watch. He notices the vibrator and walks over to the bed, grabs it, turns it on and unmercifully, jabs her clit with it. The shock of it puts her over the edge, her orgasm hits fast and hard; she is screaming and bucking her hips fast against the dildo. To add to the sensation, he suddenly slaps her ass a few times, adding to all the pleasures her body is feeling and starts on another orgasm... He picks up the anal stimulator...

He looks down at her luscious tight asshole raised up to him... almost begging him to fuck it and fuck it hard. He turns the knob up to the highest level and she can hear the little motor going crazy in his hand. 'Oh my God, yes', she thinks to herself. 'Please, please fuck my ass... I have never had one before but now more than ever I need a Master to treat me like the slut that I am.' Shocked at the thoughts she is having she is glad she did not say it out loud. He gently traced the puckered circle of her tight little hole. "So you ARE a cock hungry little slut, aren't you cunt?" Her face flushed, half embarrassed, she answers sheepishly..."yes." "And I know very well that you so badly want your ass fucked deep while you rape your own cunt with that big fat plastic dick..." Another sheepish, "yes". He begins to push the vibrating ass plug in and pulls it quickly out. "Little bitch, you will get what you deserve... and until you learn to do as you are told, you don't deserve a thing."

Moving around to the other side where her head is facing, he climbs up and kneels in front of her on the bed. She sees that his cum is still stuck to his cock and has begun to dry on his balls. "I told you to lick the cum from me and that is exactly what you are going to do, my little cum whore." He puts the intensely vibrating toy under her chin and she can feel it make her teeth chatter... making her whole head vibrate... "Now open your mouth and do as I have told you because you ARE my dirty little girl, aren't you?"

Her thoughts raced and her body felt all the things he was doing and saying to her. She was a virgin in this territory but he seemed to know what he was doing so she decided to play along as it was turning her on, more than anything has in so long...

She opens her mouth and takes his cock into it, tasting the dry cum and chocolate. She started to lick it when she feels the toy enter into her ass, vibrating her whole body. She moans and the vibration of her moan hit his cock and he bucks his cock deeper into her mouth. "Think you can take my whole cock into your mouth and down your throat, bitch?" He asks. She starts to suck more and more into her mouth, gagging a little but noticing that when she gagged, he sharply took in his breath as if excited, so she continued to try and take as much in as she could. He was still pushing and pulling the toy in and out of her ass but she had given up on thrusting her dildo in as she was completely turned on by the fact that he was getting off on her sucking his cock all the way into her mouth and down her throat; his moans and groans were getting louder and his breathing was now slow and intense.

The dildo, forgotten, slipped out of her pussy and she opened her legs wider so he could insert the toy deeper into her ass while she almost had her nose to his pubic bone. She thought about what he was doing to her ass and wondered if it would affect him the same; she moves one hand around to his ass and started circled his asshole with a finger. She noticed that his breathes were coming more labored as if in great pleasure so she slid her finger into his ass and he sucked his breath in, bucking his hips into her face, forcing his cock all the way down her throat. His and her surprise hit the same time... they both had the same thought... she has his huge cock down her throat completely! She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying it but her body gave her away; her pussy was dripping wet.

Knowing the power she held over him, she kept sucking his cock while she fingered his ass. She was so into it that she didn't realize that he had removed the toy and was completely in her power to pleasure him. She could feel his cock getting bigger, ready to unload his cum into her throat and she was so hot thinking of tasting him. She took her other hand and reached down to his balls, grabbed them tight and massaged them roughly. His moaning and groaning told her that he was enjoying the full sensation of his body being tortured with pleasure. She felt his balls start to pull away and knew he was on the verge of cumming so she started to moan so that the vibration would put him over the edge.




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He grabbed her head and bucked his hips to her face, fucking her mouth and grunting loudly while she sucked and fucked him. His body started to arch back as his orgasm hit and he yelled loudly, "Ahhhhh, fuck yessssss.... Take my cock! Drink my cum you bitch!!!!!! Then shot his hot load deep into her throat, while his body enjoyed the waves of pleasure rolling through him, over and over. "Ahhhhhhh, yessssssss..." he hissed as the last of the waves rescinded.

She took her hands away and let his cock drop out of her mouth, as he looked down at her with the biggest grin. "Ok, stud, now it is your turn to service me," she said lying on her back and spreading her legs, smiling back at him.



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My husband and swing a little bit here and there. But not often. I am extremely bisexual and I love women, however, there is not a lot of single women who want to hop into bed with a married couple who have had children and aren't supermodels. 

On the rare occasions that we do find someone to play with, half of my fun is laying back and watching my husband go to town on another woman. I get to experience him and how good he is all the time, but to watch him give it to another girl and knowing that he is also still "mine" gives me a huge ego trip. 

I guess I am a bit of a voyeur. I love to watch and I am a very visual person. Someone having sex, masturbating, even seeing someone pee will have me start to get aroused, simply because I am WATCHING them. 

Now, I generally do not let me husband play without me. Obviously not, since I want to watch! But I do often times fantasize about letting him go out to pick up a woman. I can't say exactly how it would pan out, but in my mind, it usually goes a little something like this:

I dress my husband up in a navy blue and light blue vertical strip button up shirt and a pair of jeans. The stripes are slimming, the blue is making his sea blue eye pop out. He is looking very yummy indeed! I, however, am still lounging in my work out pants and fitted tee-shirt, most definitely not looking my best or looking like I am ready for a night out with my hubby.

I walk him to the front door, give him a deep kiss, whisper in his ear "do good" and then give him a smack on his ass to send him on his way. Where he is going I am not totally sure. A bar I know, but beyond that I don't know anything. I cozy up onto the couch with a blanket. The house is quiet; the kids are gone with mys. 

A few hours pass as I relax, reading some tales here on literotica, feeling a little horny, when I get a text from my husband. "On our way home now." I read it again. "our" not "my". Good. 

Quickly I straighten up a few things around the house and hurry upstairs. I look around the room, nothing female in site. I already put all my make-up away in the bathroom, other than a few photos on the wall you would never imagine that a woman lived here unless you peeked in the dresser drawers...or the closet. 

My husband and I have his and her closets. One on the west side of the house, the other on the south side. Mine is the south side and I quickly climb inside and shut the doors ALMOST all the way. Making sure to leave them open just a crack. From my small perch inside the closet I can see the bed, the foot of it is not far from the closet doors. 

Suddenly I hear a key in the door and laughter. The front door opens and I hear my husband's deep voice welcoming someone inside. He says, "excuse the house. I have custody of the kids during the week. They are gone with their mom now." This is a total lie. But all well. Good job baby. 

I hear her talk then, her voice is very soft and melodic. "Oh, it's fine. How long have you been separated again?" 

"oh, awhile now. She still hasn't got all her pictures and stuff out, but it's getting there. We are trying to keep things civil."

"Okay." She replies.

I hear her start to giggle. I know that giggle! I have done it myself. He is hugging her and kissing her neck. 

"let's head up stairs." He says, a little too loudly. That was something that should have been breathed in a soft whisper in her ear, but I know he said it loud enough so that I would be ready for him. 

They are climbing the stairs, laughing along the way. I am shaking from my hide out in closet. I am beyond nervous with anticipation. I can already feel my pussy throbbing. Oh, please, please, please let this work out! I have fantasized about it for so long! 

They burst into the bedroom. She is a short redhead with eyes so brown they are nearly black. She is thicker than I am, with extreme curves and a very round booty. I know that is why my husband picked her. He loves big ass. I always joke that is the reason that he married me! 

I see him glance at the closets. His is wide open, showing all of his clothes, while mine is open just a crack. He immediately knows which one I am peeking out of and angles himself perfectly so I can get a good look at the prize that he picked out. 

She is looking at him adoringly; her lips are wonderfully pouty and painted a pale pink. My husband has his arms at her sides; his hands are rolling across her hip to her ass and back again. Her hands are at his chest, eagerly unbuttoning. Quietly within my hide out, I drop a hand to pussy and savor the warmth that is radiating from me. 

He lifts her shirt above her head, displaying some very large breasts with areolas the size of cookies and nipples as big as gum drops. They look just as yummy as that sounds. He eagerly sucks them into his mouth and raises his hand up her skirt at the same time. I can see his cock poking out his pants. Good boy, hubby. You know exactly what to do!

She starts stroking him through his pants, softly at first, and then firmly and eagerly. He presses his body to hers, places a hand against her lower back and lays her down on the bed. She is in a mini skirt and she has one knee bent with her foot on the bed and the leg hanging off the bed end. 

Her legs are open and I can see up her skirt, getting a peek at hot pink silken panties that are already darkening with her moisture. She pushes his shirt off him, drags her long nails gently down his chest. Then she grips his belt and yanks him toward her. 

They meet in a deep kiss. His fingers trail up her legs, spreading them wider and he sneaks a glance at the closet to make sure that my view is adequate. 

Okay, this is getting overwhelming. I am throbbing. My large labia are bulging out my panties, I can feel that I am soaked. As quietly as I can, I rise from my perch in the closet and lower my work out pants. This is the exact reason I wore something loose and stretchy, because it's soundless! 

Kneeling back down in the closet I slowly stroke a finger around my genitals. Teasing myself and relishing the puffiness of my lips and hard protrusion of my clit. 

My husband grips the red-headed stranger's panties and pulls them off, again, making sure to part her legs wide for me to get a glimpse and I see that our beloved stranger is a natural red head and has neatly left a single small triangle above her sweet spot. 

My husband rubs his fingers around her lips, sticks a finger into her slit just long enough to collect a little dampness on his finger to ease his fingers around. Her inner lips are tiny, but her clitoris is large and he quickly goes to work flicking her button. 

I decide to take the same cue and gather some of my own wetness and trail my finger up to my own hard clit. Gently I begin to circle; feeling myself quickly grow more erect as I keep my eyes on the lovely lady my husband is currently masturbating. My enthusiasm is mounting, so I bring my left hand to my crotch and slowly start to work my middle finger inside while my right hand continues to circle my clit. 

Our lovely redhead is starting to shake, her pussy is glistening, but my husband isn't done with her yet! He moves his hand away, stands up and undoes his pants. His cock is like a steel rod, hard, and pulsing, his head nearly purple. 

Our fair redhead does not need to wait for an invitation and quickly leans forward and gobbles my husband's dick into her mouth. Her eyes are closed as she tries to deep throat my husband's member, and my husband is smiling at the small crack in the closet. I know that he cannot see me, but he knows I am watching, and I realize he loves this as much as me!

Seeing my husband's smile, this gorgeous redhead slurping at his pole, her tits jiggling with each movement, and her still parted thighs and glistening pussy are putting me over the edge. I slip a second finger inside me and start to vigorously pull at my g-spot. It is swelling considerably, my clit is throbbing. 

Our naughty little redhead drags a hand across her pussy, taking over rubbing her sweet spot. Soon she is moaning while sucking on my husband and humping at her hand. I know that movement! she is ready to explode with orgasm. 

My handsome hubby grabs a handful of that lovely red hair and pulls her head away from his pole. There is a thick strand of saliva that stretches from his head to her lower lip before finally breaking and falling to the bed. 

He leans back and grabs a condom out of his night stand, strategically placed before. he rips it open with his teeth and slides it down his shaft. Our delicious little redhead is briskly rubbing her clit and practically begging for him with her eyes. 

But my hubby knows me well, he knows that I am watching and he knows that I love this. He climbs onto the bed and flips her over. They are both facing me (or the closet rather) now. he glides his hand down her silky back. She pushes her ass out to him on her hands and knees, her big tits are hanging, her nipples looking painfully hard and pink. 

My husband teases her for just a second, pressing just the tip into her dripping snatch. She lets out a soft sigh and he plows his 7 inches deep inside her. She lets out a scream of pleasure and bucks her hips back into him. 

Oh my god. This is just as hot as I was expecting. My husband is staring at the crack in the closet, smiling as he thrusts away. This hot little red head is slamming her ass back into them, I can hear their flesh smacking together, she is practically screaming she is moaning so loud and my orgasm is very quickly approaching. 

My g-spot is huge and swollen, my clit is insanely sensitive, and my legs are starting to burn letting me know that my orgasm is just a moment away. I don't want to cum just yet, but the need is there and suddenly my fiery little girl in front of me collapses on her lovely breasts and shrieks as her orgasm rips through her. 

My husband slows down for just a second and then looks to the closet again and picks up speed, humping away, gritting his teeth as his own orgasm approaches. 

I can feel mine coming; I don't know how quiet I am going to be able to be. I bite my tongue as hard as I can to stifle my cries and let loose, as I not only orgasm, but squirt across the inside of the closet door. 

Leaning back against the wall I wait for my cunt to stop contracting and lightly probe my clit. waiting for my hubby to finish. I don't have to wait long before he throws his head back and lets out a guttural grunt.

I sit in the closet, still dripping while he helps our girl get dressed and walks her to the door, spinning a story about how she can't stay the night because the kids will be dropped off early the next morning. She buys it easily and adds that they should meet again sometime, but her voice is half convincing as she knows that this was likely a one night stand, and she does not seem terribly upset at that. She was likely out on the prowl herself. 

I can hear the tell-tale clack of the dead bolt locking, the metal scrape of the chain in the door lock, and then footsteps coming up stairs. 

My hubby pulls open the closet door, smiling down at me. 

"Was that what you wanted, honey?" He asks, scooping me up and dropping me on the bed. 

"Uh-huh" I stammer and nod up at him. 

"Ok," he says, grinning, "now it's my turn to have you..."



Hidden Agenda Ch. 01



As they washed their hands after doing business at the ladies room, Stephanie (the new girl from DC) and Claire, got a little office gossip going: 

"So Claire, I hear 'Jimmy the nerd' has a thing for you uh?" Stephanie asked with a naughty wink.

"Yeah right!" Claire answered in a voiced drenched in sarcasm.

"Have you ever been out on a date with him?"

"Hell no, what would I be doing with a geek like Jim? Puhleeeeease!" said Claire.

"Oh really, just how much do you know about him then?" Stephanie persisted.

"Enough to know I don't wanna be caught hanging out with a loser like him".

"I guess you're right" Stephanie sighed, and then with a wishful twinkle in her eyes added, "but then he makes tons of money doesn't he?"

"Yeah right!" Well, news flash! I'm not really a material girl you know", Claire countered in a not so complementary tone of voice...

Stephanie just wouldn't drop it, and so she asked, "So what does it for you in a guy apart from great looks then?"

"Um let's see..." Claire paused for a moment, her eye brows wrinkled, wondering if she is ready to share that info with Stephanie...

"Oh come on girl, you could tell me...." Stephanie urged her.

"Well if you must know, a man has to have a decent sized asset if you catch my drift" she said her face lighting up with a naughty and bad girl smile.

"Oh Really?" Stephanie asked in an exaggerated expression of surprise.

"Yeah!" He's got to be able to make my pussy ache afterwards too". She added hoping that would shock her friend into dropping the issue.

Of course it didn't work; it just made Stephanie even more interested. 

"Wow! Ok back up just a second, ok... Did I ever tell you I worked with Jim before back in DC?"

Taken slightly aback, Claire, stopped with her hand mid motion, and her stubborn chin stuck out slightly. She didn't know where Stephanie was going with this but she wasn't sure she'd like it.

"Oh, did you now? Ok so what about it?" Claire asked.

"Well nothing except there was a lot of talk back then about how huge his umm... 'Package' is." She blushes. 

"Most of it was before my time at that firm, but rumor has it that there was this virgin at 30 girl, and well....when she and Jim you know..." she paused and gestures at sex, before continuing; "Well he tore her pussy to pieces, after that there was a mad rush and all the freaky girls in the office wanted a piece of the action. Don't know how much of it is true, but the stuff about his package is for real" Stephanie concluded her face blushing deep red...

Claire whistled in excitement and then added, "Well I'll be damned!" 

Now it was Claire who wouldn't drop the issue, she looked sideways at her friend again and said; "Well, well, I surely love huge cocks, and from what you just told me, I guess I'll just have to find out for myself won't I?"

"Yeah, I guess, but please keep this between us, ok..." Stephanie cautioned.

"Sure thing girl, Ssh!!" Claire gestures with finger across her lips.



As they finished powdering their noses and left, the toilet flushed in one of the stalls, and out came Jessica, 30-year old red head, and office supervisor. 

Jess cocked her head and turned the information she just heard over in her mind, then as a plan of action formed in her freaky mind... she broke out in a wide smile, and then laughed with joy at her luck.

Jess had a magnificent, curly auburn hair and big brown eyes. At 5feet 8inches tall, her sexy thighs and hot legs were well conditioned and strong. She was a sexy woman by any standards. It was common knowledge in the office that she was a slut. It was also known in certain circles that she was bisexual in orientation. Being the office supervisor however has made it necessary for her to act the lovable bitch more often than not, so a lot is whispered behind her back than is said to her face.

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Claire spent the weekend planning her gambit, knowing how smart Jim was, she knew her plan had to be simple and innocent and completely believable. First, she decided she had to verify the size of his 'package'. Then she had to seduce him, which shouldn't be too hard, considering he had already asked her out before...

It was 6 p.m. on Thursday and everyone else was gone for the day, but as usual, Jim was working late. Claire knew her timing had to be right, so after making sure that he knew she was still around, she gave him another half hour, by which time he would have finished whatever he was doing.

At 6.30 p.m., she went by his office and asked him if he was going to be here much longer, as she was thinking of leaving right away. His quick mind considered how nice she had been to him in the past week, and reasoning that she had finally made up her mind to give him a chance, he told her to hang on a couple of minutes while he shut down his work station.

They walked out of the office together and on their way out he offered her a ride home, then he offered her dinner on the way, both of which she accepted.

Meanwhile, across the corridor, from the partially open door of her own office, Jess had been monitoring them both, wondering what their next move would be. She has a strong hunch, and the success of her own plan depended on that one hunch. When they left the office together without incident, she smiled, with a bit of disappointment, yet feeling the excitement of hunter working hard to snare a worthy quarry.

When they eventually arrived in front of her building, Claire thanked Jim and when he attempted to kiss her, she didn't pull away from him. He kissed her lips, and drew her into a romantic embrace, and nibbled on her lower lips; she pressed her soft firm breasts into his chest, causing his manhood to swell in response to the exciting sensual stimulus.

In order to maximize the opportunity, she opened her mouth and allowed him to slip his tongue into her mouth, and then she returned his passionate kisses with such enthusiasm, within a matter of minutes his erection had grown into a huge pulsing bulge in his pants, and the pressure of it against her tummy made her crotch dissolve into a puddle of juicy wetness, and her knees turned to jelly.

Her logical mind was telling her to end the contact for that night, yet her freaky mind urged her to continue and to explore a little further. She unzipped his fly and slid her hand through the opening, and then over the waistband of his shorts. She took hold of his manhood and her hand, she was excited by its powerful pulsing energy, her hand could barely encircle its girth and her eyes widened in awe. Just then they are disturbed by the sound of approaching footsteps, she hurriedly withdrew her hands out from his pants as they quickly separated. 

A few minutes later, he was gone and she was safely in her room, so horny, and needing to cum badly. She hurriedly stripped and looked her body over in the mirror on her wall. Her nipples were rock hard and pink with her desire, her pussy lips were swollen and wet, and her clit was erect too. She cupped her breast with her left hand, and soon began to pinch and tease her hard nipples, while her right hand brushed over her wet sex. Her fingers found and stroked her erect clit and worked in a circular motion to pleasure it.

She moved to her bed, and from her nightstand drawer retrieved her dildo, and puts it to work. When her orgasm came amidst moaning and panting, she felt only slightly relieved, as her whole being was awash with her craving for Jim's huge package which felt so alive and full of raw energy in her hand only a few minutes ago.

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It had been a long day at work; Jim had been avoiding her all day, and the hours just simply refused to move on. The few times she saw him passing by, memories of his thickness in her hands, made her hot and moist causing her to take a few more trips to the ladies' than usual.

With everybody gone at 7.00 p.m., she entered Jim's office, and as he started to apologize about last night, she shut him up with a kiss. They kissed deeply and passionately, and the heat of her desire soon made it plain to Jim that this was not a drill.  

As he kissed her, nibbled on her lower lips, and then kissed her neck, she let out a moan, and then began to unbutton his shirt, and unbuckle his belt. Within a few minutes, she was down to her thongs and bra, and Jim was standing in his boxers, admiring the beauty of her very sexy body. Claire's eyes were glued to the tent in his shorts; the tension in the air between them was so palpable. After an eternity, they made a mad dash to strip each other of the last items shielding them from complete sensual union.

Their devotion to the exploration of each other's body was so intense that they did not hear Jess open the door a crack. Through the crack, she looked on hungrily as Jim unclasped Claire's bra, when her beautiful pair of tits tumble free, she felt a shiver run through her.

To be continued......



Hidden Agenda Ch. 02



Kneeling in front of him, she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his shorts, and slid it down to his feet, he stepped out of it, thus giving Jess her first glance at his huge cock, which was at that very moment standing erect and throbbing. It must be at least 9 inches by 2 inches of prime cock', she thought as she mentally fanned herself to keep from melting into a puddle. Alas, she felt a rivulet of juice escape her pussy and run down the inside of her naked thighs. 

Meanwhile, Claire grasped Jim's cock in a two-handed grip and began to lick the precum off its shiny blunt head. As she opened up her mouth much wider to swallow his thick meat, Jess couldn't contain the rising heat of her lust anymore as her soft whimpers turned into loud moans. She took her hand under her mini-skirt and rubbed her wet hot pussy and then thumb flicked her engorged clitoris.

Her moans soon attracted their attention and sent them scampering into a corner, covering themselves with their hands. Their eyes wandered to her crotch, catching her with her hand in her honey pot. The moment of tension that ensued was endless; suddenly without a word being said by anybody, she walked up to Claire and planted a kiss on her lips. 

Claire was stunned, but before she could say anything, Jess turned to Jim and began to suck on his nipples. She sealed her hot wet mouth over his man boobs, and flicked the nipples with her snaky tongue. Jim soon began moaning in earnest as he felt tongues of fiery passion licking through his entire body. Claire however was still standing there stunned, and unsure of how to proceed. Jim briefly caught a glimpse of her through half open eyes, and her discomfort suddenly registered in his conscious mind. 

He laid a hand on Jess's shoulder staying her assault on his nipples, then it dawned on her too as she turned to face Claire. She only offered a warm smile, and then took Claire's hand and led her to Jim's spacious desk. She pushed her gently to the edge and then lays her down on the desk top, and then she reached behind herself and pulled Jim by his throbbing meat pole. She guided his thick manhood into Claire's half-open mouth, and then returned to sucking on his nipples, slowly moving up to his neck, and finally up to his lips where she engaged him in a deep, heart racing tongue play. He was moaning and sighing in her mouth, as the slivers of pleasure licked through him from the tender oral ministration with which Claire was favoring his cock.

Claire was sucking on his thick cock and licking on the thick veins criss-crossing his fat shaft. She held on as best she could, restraining it from jumping about with one hand, while rubbing her own throbbing clit with the other. 

Although she had been eaten by women a few times back in college, and she wasn't planning on doing anything like that ever again, the presence of a naked Jess in such close and intimate proximity filled her with a mixture of awkwardness and great excitement that sent her pulse racing and her clit tingling and her wet hot pussy twitching.

She almost gagged as Jim thrust his cock deep down into her throat. As she opened wider to accommodate the pulsing head of his massive cock; she felt her legs being spread open and it dawned on her that there was truth in the rumor she heard about Jess's sexuality. She left out a muffled moan as she felt the heat of Jess's breath on her wet cunt, just as she began to lick first her cum soaked finger with which she had been rubbing her clit, and then she ceased all movement and began to choke on Jim's cock when Jess swirled her tongue over her clit.

A cough roared out from deep within her throat, sending both the hard dick and a pool of spittle out and all over Jim's crotch. 

Jess knew from experience not to stop at that point, instead she wrapped her wet hot mouth over Claire's throbbing clit and suckled away. With the heightened arousal in the pit of Claire's stomach and the dull ache of her sexual need beginning to dissolve into a river of pleasure through the tender loving care of Jess's mouth, her apprehensive sighs of uncertainty, soon turn into deep moans of sheer pleasure.

Jim felt the rise in the temperature of her lust too. The walls of her mouth, collapsed around his shaft, her hunger apparent as her throat opened up, making room for his cock to slide all the way down her throat until his balls were pressing hard against her chin, and sending shockwaves of excitement through him.

Claire's was so far gone into the realm of ecstasy, she wondered if it wasn't all a wet dream. As though to convince herself that she wasn't going to suddenly awake before her building orgasm hits, she cocked her head with mouth still impaled by cock to catch a glimpse of Jess's head buried deep in between her silken thighs. The sight of Jess's undulating head as she ate the ache of need from her Claire's cunt instantly sets her off. She began to quiver; her hips gyrated faster, and faster. 

Jess raised the game when she flicked Claire's clit with her wet finger, and dug her tongue deep into her pussy hole, tongue fucking her harder and faster with each thrust. Her body was awash with wave after wave of excitement until suddenly, her back arched, and her mouth closed tightly over Jims cock, as her eyes roll to the back of her head. Deep spasms seized her body as she succumbed to the multi orgasmic hurricane which ploughed through her as she let out deep animal grunts... "Ughmmm!" The sounds of her release escaping through the seal of her mouth over his throbbing cock; forming bubbles of thick slippery spittle. 

Jim pumped faster in his own desperation to catch up with her as she fell over the edge of the orgasmic cliff. The contraction of her throat, over his cock and the warmth of her spittle running down over his tight balls, all trip him and he began his own descent into the bottomless pit of sexual release. 

He let out a deep grunt as he shot a stream of thick creamy cum into her mouth. Her mouth filled up and flowed over as cum seeped through the sides. She guzzled down as much as she could and went on to suck whatever was left directly out of his relieved balls. 

Even though he had just ejaculated, Jim's cock was still hard and nodding its residual hunger. Jess lifted up her head from Claire's cum drenched twat, and Jim got even harder from just seeing her face glazed with Claire's copious pussy juice, which she licked off the corner of her lips as the fire of her own lust burned hot in her seductive eyes.

They rearrange positions and it was time for Jess to return the favor. The girls got into a cock provoking 69 position on the desktop, and Jim was standing behind Jess, rubbing his fat and blunt dick head over her slit. He spreads her pussy lips open and plunged his throbbing meat into her hot juicy cunt. As he pushed deeper into her, stretching her warmed up pussy, she raised her head from the warmth of Claire's pussy, and let out a loud moan. As she raised her head, her crotch was pushed lower, offering Claire her throbbing clit, which she sucked on even harder, sending a jolt of electricity through her. 

Jim began to pound her deeper and harder in an ever increasing rhythm, and Claire continued to pleasure her clit in ways that even she did not realize she could. Her moans got louder tidal wave of orgasm swept over her body and her juices flowed from her swollen pussy to Claire's waiting lips, and onto her chin.

Jim's shaft was covered in her thick pussy cream, which he rubbed around the puckered entrance to her asshole, and then he began to massage the cream past her tight sphincter deeper into her. He lazily fingered her ass, and soon his finger strokes picked up; he added another finger and drover her crazy with the two-fingered pleasuring her rear end. The pressure of his digital occupancy of her ass was so exciting that she frantically threw back at him. Jim upped the ante by adding yet another finger; the slut in Jess kept pace with his digital exploration as she wriggled her waist and thrust her ass at him harder, swallowing the three fingers he had inside of her, at that point he knew that it was time to feed her his enormous sausage...

He slid his cock from her pussy and rubbed the creamy wetness from it all around the lose entrance of her open ass. He pushed firmly but gently against her asshole and soon the head slipped inside. He kept up the gentle push and about a quarter of the way in she grimaced from the sweet pain, searing through her butt.

Jim held his cock in place for a bit whilst he caressed her sexy ass. Meanwhile Claire took her pleasuring of Jess to a new level by slipping her two fingers into her gaping cunt, after fingering her pussy for a while, and then finding her G spot she began to massage it. Jess's pleasure raced deliciously towards its peak as she savored the girth of Jim's dick hammering away at her ass, and the finger fucking, and clit suckling action that are accelerating the raging inferno of ecstasy that was threatening to consuming her soul. 

Claire was busy writing an erotic tale with her fingers and reading it with her mouth at Jess's swollen tortured cunt, when the spasms began deep in her loins, her pussy began to contract and squeezed Claire's fingers, and soon the spasms spread with her entire body jerking spasmodically. Jim was affected by the jerking of her ass, and he buried his cock deeper up her ass, with his own ass clenching as his hips locked up.

The heat of hard cock shoved up her ass, proved to be the final straw, then her pussy clenched once more, as she squirted a jet of her juice, drowning Claire's face in the liquid of her sated lust. Her tightening asshole gripped his cock and massaged it in its frantic jerks, tipping the fulcrum of his control as he pulled out of her ass, shooting mid air and splattering the whole of her ass with his cum. 

They rested up for a few minutes to catch their breaths, and then they got dressed and left the office together. In the elevator down, Jess, looked at both of them with a mischievous smile, and said, "I believe both of you are a couple now, aren't you?" She winked.

They both look at her nervously, as Jim answered, "Well I guess so". Claire shocked them all when she asked quite naughtily; "And you, how do you fit into the picture?"

They all remained silent for a moment, before Jess eased the tension with her throaty laugh and said; "Well I guess that's makes me the invisible third. Oh yes, lets have a ménage trios, and why not". She then quickly added, "Actually, I have a great idea, the weekend is here, why not let us party over at my place?"

She smiled sweetly, the rest of the way to the basement carport, satisfied with the outcome of her long hours of surveillance over these two. 

'Mmmm! I have indeed killed two birds with one stone', she thought, very pleased with the actualization of her hidden agenda.

The End



Hidden Attraction



I was 18 and it was summer. I had just got back from a long vacation and couldn't wait to finally relax at home. Those plans would be foiled; however, because I was asked to go help someone move. It turns out last Saturday a friend of mine, Pepper, was moving and needed help. She and her family got most of their things moved to their new house but still needed a few more things brought over. It was Tuesday, the day after I came back from vacation, and I received a phone call from Pepper. Her husband was at work, her older children were staying with friends, and she needed someone to help her move things since her younger kids wouldn't be any help. I hesitantly agreed, knowing I had no excuse and nothing else I needed to do. She offered to pick me up and take me to her old house so we could move the last few items together and not waste my gas. 

I obliged and she came over soon after she called. I didn't really care to do any work today but that soon changed when Pepper came over. Pepper was a gorgeous blonde, about 6 foot, thin but not skinny, fair skin, B cup, and a fairly round butt. She had a little bit of a gut but that was due to giving birth to 4 children (almost in a row) and lack of exercise. She was a stay at home mom and didn't do much or really have a hobby so she loved to talk with people. So when I opened the door and saw her standing there I couldn't help but get a little nervous. I hopped in the car and we drove off. She was really talkative and kept going on about how she's been so exhausted lately and how she hasn't had much time alone due to a cluttered house and having to fix up all the kids rooms. 

I was trying to listen and I would respond every so often but I just couldn't help but stare. For whatever reason she was wearing a tight gray tank top, a black bra, and a short pair of tight white pants. It seems like she was wearing clothes she bought back in college but I wasn't complaining. Before I knew it we were at her house. The place was practically empty, save a few boxes, a couple chairs, and a bed. We packed up all the boxes, loaded all the chairs except one, and were ready to work on the bed. By this time we were both sweating like crazy. Her air conditioner had broken down Saturday night so that's why they stopped packing. 

Taking apart the chairs was very tedious and took a while and all the boxes were empty and needed all to be filled with all the closet stuff. Pepper and I were both hot and sweaty and were trying to cool down by a fan near the bed. Pepper's tank top was dark with sweat around her chest and she had it pulled up above her stomach. Her body was glistening and her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. I on the other hand had a wet chest, back, and armpits. My hair was a mess and I think we were both a little miserable. Even though she wasn't comfortable she was still talking. 

"I'm sorry Josh, I didn't know it'd be so hot. I look like a mess and got us both all sweaty." She said apologetically.

"It's not a problem", I said, "I didn't have much else to do today and I couldn't have you do all this work alone."

"Well, thank you. It was nice of you to help me out. I don't know how I would've got this done without you. I probably would've done it all naked since it's so hot."

After she said this I couldn't help but think about it. I could feel myself getting hard and found myself staring at Pepper.

"What is it?" She said as she caught my gaze.

"...I'm sorry I, uh, was just thinking." I responded nervously. 

"I noticed you've been looking at me a lot lately. So why do you do it? Or is it just by accident or something?" 

"It's just you're really pretty and it's not easy to find attractive people everywhere so when I do I can't help but look. Sorry." I got caught. I mean I can't help it; she's so gorgeous. 

She was blushing now but seemed a little taken back by what I said. "I've known you since you were a baby Josh, I watched you grow up and all this time I never knew you thought of me like that. I'm married you know and I love my family very much. So I'd like it if you'd not think of me this way anymore."

I was surprised by this because for whatever reason I thought she might be okay with the way I felt or at least flattered. "I'm sorry. I just think you're so beautiful and I've never had a girlfriend or had a girl who I was really close with."

"No, I'm sorry Josh. If I would've known I wouldn't have invited you over or dressed like this." She said as she pulled down her shirt.

For a while it was awkwardly quiet. We kinda just sat there; a little bit surprised and embarrassed.

"So what else did you like about me? Or did you just think I was pretty?" Pepper asked, breaking the silence.

"Uh, well, I liked your laugh. It's cute and a bit dorky and makes me smile when I hear it." 

She started blushing again and smiled a bit when I said this.

"m, hm, m" she chuckled quietly, "What else do you like?" She asked curiously.

"You're pretty funny, nice, a good at listening, a great singer, and a nice dresser." I started saying as I watched her hand begin to move down slowly.

"What else? What do you like about my body?" She prodded as her hand moved to her crotch almost involuntarily.

"I think you have a beautiful face."

"Yeah." She began to move her hand up and down on her crotch.

"You have a nice curved nose and beautiful blue eyes."

"You think so?" She began talking quieter, lowered her head a bit, and began to stroke her crotch deeply to where I could faintly make out her vagina lips.

"Yeah, and I love your gorgeous, long legs and your lovely, fair skin."

She then slipped her hand into her pants and began to stroke furiously. She seemed to get turned on by my attraction for her and didn't really know that she was playing with herself.

"Keep going. What else do you like?"

She said as she started breathing heavily. 

"You're lush blonde hair and your heart melting smile."

"uh, Uh, UH, UH, tell me, UH, more. Uh, don't stop, UH." She barely managed as she began to buckle under the pleasure of her furious masturbation.

"You have a nice round butt and a nice, firm pair of perfectly sized boobs." I said,more assertive, as she neared completion.

"UH, UH, UH, UH, AHHH, AHHHHH, JOSH! UHHHHHHHHH!" She exclaimed as she quickly pulled down her pants and squirted all over the floor came. Her eyes rolled back and she slowly leaned back on the bed as she was lost in pleasure. I saw this as the perfect opportunity and climbed onto her bed to lick her still sensitive pussy. She immediately grabbed my head and started buckling uncontrollably again. I licked her clit furiously and stroked it with my hand. Her head moved back and forth as she pulled on my hair trying to contain herself. I the stopped pulled out my cock and penetrated her pussy. My eyes widened and I instantly came inside her as I felt a warm vagina for the first time. I didn't even know what I was doing but it must've been good because I felt Pepper cum again. We both lay there tired, hot, sweaty, and lost in pleasure. 

"I just came inside a gorgeous married woman" I thought, "I just had sex for the first time and I loved it. It was short, but I loved it."



Hidden Beach



It was late into July, and the temperature was rising. While I was at work, I decided to take my wife of 5 years to the beach. I worked up until 3pm. I finished up my work and left for home. On the way home I decided to stop at K-Mart to buy some tanning lotion and a very sexy bikini for my wife. I found what I was looking for and continued on home. When I reached the house, I saw my wife out in the back yard spraying herself with the garden hose. She never saw me watching. She looked so hot and sexy in her T-shirt and no bra. 

I watched for a few minutes and then she caught me watching. Hey, she said how long have you been there?

Oh, about 15 minutes I said, trying hard not to stare at her body. I thought we could go to the beach for a swim or something. She agreed and then I gave her the bikini I had bought. She liked the swim suit and said she would wear it for me at the beach. I thought that was the idea honey. She giggled and went to the bedroom to put it on. I followed her to watch and to get ready myself. When she took off her shirt I got a great view of her cute breasts. They had perky little nipples that I wanted to suck. She tweaked them a little before putting on her top. The best part of the outfit was next. She removed her shorts slowly to tease me. It worked because I instantly became aroused. My cock leapt into action. It got so hard it hurt from the tension. Before she put on the bikini bottoms she began to tease her little clit with her fingers. 

She knew this would excite me. I love to watch my wife masturbate herself to an orgasm. Well, she only did it for a little while, then began to put on her bikini panties. I took the lead and put on my swim trunks too. We gathered all the things we needed and left for the beach. It was about a two hour drive to the beach. My wife enjoys a good book so she read most of the time. She prefers romance novels and sometimes like to play with herself at the sexual spots. Every now and then I would look over to find her fingering her pussy under the panties. My wife gets the cutest looks on her face when she becomes aroused. Two hours has come and we were nearing the beach. A traffic cop was directing traffic to a detour so I followed his directions. I turned left and a couple rights then back to the left again. I was a little lost but to my recollections if I stayed straight I would eventually hit the beach. So that was what we did. I came to an entrance to the beach that had a sign stating this was Hidden Beach. I wondered what the sign had meant. I had been to the beach a few times and this was never here. I went through the entrance to the beach and immediately found they had built a large fence there to obscure the view. This was an interesting sort of events and I soon found that we were not alone here on this part of the beach. We found a nice spot to put our blanket and put up the umbrella to block the sun's rays.

We had set up in only a few moments and my wife laid down to read her book. I decided to go into the ocean for a dip. It was very hot outside and I needed to cool off in more ways than one. I was swimming in the surf and soon I noticed some women swimming near me. To my surprise they were topless. They swam very close to me and I started to stare at them. They noticed me swimming there and swam over for a conversation. Let me tell you what I noticed next sent my cock into a convulsion. These three beauties were not only topless but bottomless as well. I stammered to hold a conversation with them and managed to maintain my glances to their pussies. We talked for about 10 minutes before they swam off. I went ashore to my wife laying on her stomach with her bikini top untied. I told her that it was okay to turn over and she need not worry about her top. I told her of my experience in the water with the three women. She didn’t get upset just shocked at the thought of being totally nude here. She left her top there and she went into the surf for a swim too. I lay there wondering when they had built this nude beach. I looked up and saw some people talking to my wife. I didn’t know what they were talking about but soon found out. My wife came back to the blanket and shed her bottoms. She was lying there nude and I felt awkward so I removed my bottoms as well. 

There we were, both nude and out in public. I moved over to lie beside my sexy wife. She told me that since we were naked we might as well play with ourselves too. I wasted no time to take advantage of the situation. 

I leaned over to lick her nipples and take them gently between my teeth for a small nibble. I moved from breast to breast making sure not to stay to long on each one. While I was doing this she reached over to gently massage my dick and balls. When we changed positions, I looked up to find another couple very close to us doing similar things. This was getting me very excited and so was my wife. I got on top of her to lick her pussy while my wife watched the other couple. They noticed her watching and put on a great show for her.

My wife’s orgasm was starting to build up and I knew it would not be long before she came. I could feel her legs start to tighten up around my head. She came in a torrential flood, spraying her juices all over my face. The couple next to us moved even closer so they were right next to us. The man asked us if we could change partners. My wife was eager to do it so I agreed. His wife was very sexy too just like my wife. It wasn’t long before we all were experiencing what it was like to have an orgy. We must have been there for maybe 2 hours. Every now and then people passed by but they never said anything or turned us into the police. After we finished with each other, we all jumped up and went into the ocean for a nice refreshing swim.

The couple left and my wife and I just lay there. We talked about what happened and agreed this might never happen again. Needless to say, we have been back to Hidden Beach many times and each time is a different experience.



Hidden Beauty



Disclaimers and what not: Well I've been tinkering with the plot of this story for months. Between work and family and a dozen other things keeping me away from the lap top, I became stuck with how I would be able to develop and incorporate the character of the superhero. Now that I'm finally finished, I hope you find it an enjoyable read.

Thank you to my beta reader for your support, your faith in me, and your input. It means a lot.

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The guarded figure crouched on one knee at the edge of the rooftop. The city streets below were filled with the cacophony of sirens, automobile horns, taxi drivers yelling obscenities, and dozens of people coming to and fro. The figure watched silently, drinking in what little peace was available on this perch. Peace. Funny word. So many seek it, some will fight for it, and yet so little find it. Stern eyes narrowed on a suspicious character steadily following a woman carrying a white walking cane who had just gotten off the city bus.

The sight-impaired female sensed someone was behind her and had been since 34th and Garth Streets. She had one more block to go after crossing the park. That was the shortest way home. If only that meeting at work hadn't gone so late, she would've made it home before dark, but now her choices were to take the longer route around the park or cut through it like she normally did. She held her keys tightly in one hand with the point of each key sticking out from between her fingers like she was taught in self-defense class. The other hand gripped her walking cane firmly. Even the cane was something she learned she could use as a weapon, and she had every intention of doing so.

The sound of a twig snapping on the park grounds caught her attention. The pursuer was closer than she thought. "Would you like some assistance across the park? There are a lot of suspicious people lurking about." She heard the gravelly masculine voice say just behind her. A wave of panic swept through her making her knuckles turn white on the keys. The glint of a knife was caught by eyes hiding in the shadows. Before she could answer, she felt a sudden wind brush past her face, and then heard the unknown pursuer cry out in pain. "Aaaahh!" A crack and a thump followed, and then silence except for the normal city noises. She couldn't help but stop, wondering what just happened. Turning around, she cocked her head, listening. Nothing.

"Gabrielle?" The redhead spun back around when she heard her name called. She immediately felt the familiar person quickly approach. "Oh my god, Gabby, what took you so long? I've been worried. It's two hours past your usual arrival at home." Her older sister came rushing up to her with a strong embrace. "Honey, did something happen? Are you okay? Why are you just standing here?"

"I'm fine." Gabrielle let out the breath she didn't realize she was holding. "There was an unexpected meeting at the end of work. I should've called you, but I wasn't thinking."

"Well, let's go home. Dinner is ready. I'm so relieved you're alright."

"Lyra?" the redhead started as she loosened the grips on her keys and cane. "Is there anyone around us? Perhaps....lying on the ground?"

The older woman looked around and then back at her sister. "No. I don't see anyone. Why?"

"I'll tell you about it when we get home. Come on. I'm starved."

Lyra chuckled. "You always are."

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Kaden set the marker down and leaned back in the cushioned black leather office chair. She looked over the colorful scenes one more time. She smiled, liking how the superhero mysteriously took out the woman's attacker before he had a chance to strike. Yawning once again, she felt proud with how this next issue of Tempest was playing out so far. Tired eyes scanned the last frame before shutting off the desk lamp for the night. The latest issue of the comic superhero was already on the shelves, and she was fervently working on the continued storyline in order to stay ahead. The digital atomic clock on the wall vividly displayed 11:04pm in teal blue characters right next to the very first poster; and the newest poster of Tempest herself. Kaden yawned as she walked out of her office. Another late night, and she needed to be at work early to receive her new scheduled route. Bare feet padded into the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, she grabbed the carton of goat milk and proceeded to chug the remainder of it. She fingered the Tempest magnet on the fridge door and smiled. It was surrounded by a plethora of other heroines and masked figures. Fifteen years had come and gone quickly for the masked crusader since she first hit the shelves of comic book shops across the nation. Kaden remembered she was only sixteen when she first started developing this character, and it took three years to finally get recognized. The major publishing companies, at the time, didn't think Tempest was sexy enough to appeal to teenage boys or male comic fans in general. It was so disappointing, but deep down she knew that's not who Tempest was for. Tempest was meant for all children who needed a superhero in their lives ---- who needed someone to believe in; and Tempest was meant for women of all ages who needed courage, strength, and the understanding to stand up for themselves. Since its publication, Kaden has forever been grateful to the small company that saw the potential Tempest had to reach so many that needed her.

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The clock was about to strike 10am when the sign in the window flipped to "OPEN." Jess unlocked the door and took a deep breath as she looked out the large store front windows. The place had been closed for a couple of weeks since her uncle's passing. Uncle Ted and Jessica had been close during her grade school years when she lived in this town, and while she was in college, but she had never thought her favorite uncle would bestow his business to her. It was a surprise when she received a copy of the Will along with a letter from the attorney.

Now Jess owned the comic book shop, and she looked forward to this new avenue in her life. It was in this very storefront where she was first introduced to her favorite character. She walked down the right aisle and stopped in front of the rack displaying the superhero she grew to love. Picking up an issue, she couldn't resist the smile that formed on her lips as she remembered the number of times Uncle Ted brought her with him. 

"Is it here? Is it, Uncle Teddy?"

The big bear of a man chuckled. With a gleam in his sea green eyes, and a scratch of his scruffy brown beard, he pointed to the rack that held the new issue his niece had been waiting for.

Thirteen year old Jessica squealed with delight as she grabbed the magazine and held it to her chest. "This is the best!" She looked at the cover with glee. The character stood out wearing black leather pants tucked into black calf length Infinity Gore-Tex motorcycle touring boots. A matching black leather vest was zipped over a royal blue long sleeve shirt. A black leather gauntlet gloved hand rose high above the head of raven hair pulled back into a traditional chomage (Samurai topknot). The open hand drew down the lightning from the storm swirling in the sky, and then shot out that same bolt of lightning through the other hand at its intended target. Eyes that were never seen hid behind black and silver goggles with polycarbonate blue mirror lens. This was Tempest, her favorite hero amongst the very small handful she enjoyed.

"I will let you pick out three issues to take home. I just need your help first with cleaning out the storage room, okay?" He said in a deep baritone voice.

"Sure thing! But please let me pick out the issues now. Please?!"

He chuckled again. "Alright Squirt, you go ahead."

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Jessica sang, sprinting down the aisles to find the other two comic books that she already knew she had to have.

Jess smiled again as the memories floated by. As she placed the magazine back, she caught her reflection in the store front window. Absently her fingers brushed across the jagged scar along the left side of her face that ran from the temple to her jaw line. You have a different life now. Let go of the past. She thought to herself as she walked back to the main counter. She was glad Teddy had entrusted her with the treasure of his store, and she was determined to make him proud.

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The dark brown UPS truck turned right on Walnut. Kaden briefly looked at the GPS program on her phone as it spouted out, "Your destination is on your left." It was going to take her a couple of days to get used to this new route. She was so used to the south side of town and making frequent trips to J City that this downtown area seemed a little foreign to her. Even when she wasn't working, downtown visits were few and far in between. She spotted the quaint shop with its maroon and tan faux siding and the little balcony just above the main entrance. Kaden double parked the truck in the middle of the small street, and then looked over the delivery chart to check the recipient's name and the number of items to be delivered. Grabbing the two boxes, she hopped out, standing to her full height. The tall, solidly built raven haired driver pushed open the half paned glass door. The bell chimed announcing her presence.

A young woman sitting behind the counter on a stool with her head buried in a comic book looked up. She pushed the plastic black framed glasses up the bridge of her nose. Sandra didn't realize she was staring at the UPS driver like an idiot until the heavy boxes were set down on the counter with a thump. The digital tablet and stylus were handed to her to sign. "Sorry, I'll have to get Jess to sign." She awkwardly stumbled as she got off the stool and made her way through the partially open doorway behind her. "Hey Jess, there's a really hot UPS person with a package for you," she whispered with a smirk.

Green eyes looked up from her paperwork. "Is that all you think about?" she asked with a chuckle.

"I can't help that I notice these things," Sandra responded as she returned to the counter.

The short blonde emerged behind her, fascinated with the tall stoic figure wearing dark sunglasses and patiently waiting. Wow, Sandra's right. "Didn't mean to keep you waiting. I'll sign for the package."

"No problem." Wow, she's beautiful. Those brilliant green eyes could entrap anyone. The driver silently thought. 

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For weeks Kaden made consistent deliveries to the comic shop, and each time, she didn't fail to have her sunglasses in place along with a barely noticeable smile. "Hey," the quirky young Sandra softly stated from behind the counter. "She's not here right now, though I had already expected her back." Sandra pushed her black framed glasses up her nose while looking at the clock on the wall. "Do you mind waiting a few minutes, since she's got to sign?" 

Kaden looked at the time on her Android phone. "Alright," she casually stated. She took the opportunity to look around the shop at the various comic figures, posters, t-shirts, and magazines. Suddenly the front door chimed. She peeked over the top shelf to find the short blonde in a suit skirt, carrying a small brown briefcase. An inky black eyebrow rose up Kaden's forehead at the sight of the skirt and heels. Damn she looks good. I wouldn't mind hiking that skirt up and sliding my hands.... What am I thinking? Cool your jets Kaden. She let out a silent sigh as she continued to watch. She couldn't stop the evident smile which spread from ear to ear, and she was grateful it was hidden behind the Star Wars jet fighter on the shelf. God she looks delicious. Okay, okay stop. She shook her head as if to clear it as she started down the side aisle.

"Grrr, that damn board makes me so mad sometimes." Jess grumbled.

"What happened this time?" Sandra asked.

"They don't want to vote on the proposal to allow a couple of trained assistance dogs to come visit the kids to help boost morale and actually attempt to reach a few of them who have become so withdrawn and depressed." She slammed the case on the counter. "Sometimes I feel like I waste my time there."

"You know you don't. Those kids love you. Your work is important to them."

"Thanks Sandra."

"By the way, UPS is here. I asked her to wait for you to return."

Excited by seeing the mysterious driver again, Jess spun around to find Kaden waltzing up to them. "I'm sorry you've been waiting. I hope it wasn't long." She took the tablet to sign. "Thank you for sticking around," she commented with a warm smile. For a moment she thought she saw the corners of the tall woman's mouth turn up.

"No problem. It gave me something to look at." Kaden answered with a toothy grin, and then turned to walk out.

Amber eyebrows furrowed. As the little bell on the door chimed, Jess repeated the comment, "It gave me something to look at??" Eyeing Sandra, she asked, "What do you think was meant by that?"

"I don't know. Maybe she found a comic that interested her." Sandra pushed up her glasses for the hundredth time today. "She sure is hot though ---- in an enigmatic sort of way. You know, I never see her without those shades on her face."

"Yeah, that is interesting. Hmm."

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At the end of the week, Kaden returned to the shop with another delivery. Checking the time on her phone, she was glad this was the final package for her shift. She was interested in returning to her writing after coming across an odd character earlier today that would make a great nemesis to her current story. It was just a few minutes before the shop closed, so she popped right in and was surprised Sandra wasn't behind the counter deep in another comic book. She took a peek down the aisle on her left and then on the right. There was no one in sight. Her keen hearing suddenly picked up the sound of sniffling. Quietly walking right up to the counter, she noticed the door to the back room was ajar. From the faint sounds, she could tell that someone was in there crying. Stepping behind the counter, she gently pushed the door further open to find Jess sitting at an old and very worn wooden desk with papers in one hand, and Kleenex in the other. Her face was red and eyes were swollen. 

Suddenly startled sea green eyes looked up. "Oh my god, why didn't you announce yourself?"

Surprised, Kaden said, "I'm sorry, I thought you heard the door chime. I didn't mean to intrude. I have a box for you." She raised the item in question.

The blonde blew her nose again and then got up to sign for it. 

Kaden felt really bad for the shorter woman. Curiosity getting the better of her, she noticed that one of the papers that was put down had a military seal at the top of it. "Is there something I can do for you?" she asked in all sincerity. "I mean, would you like someone to talk to? I've been told I'm a good listener." She ended with a toothy grin.

It's the second time Jess saw the tall woman actually have a facial expression. Captivated by the warmth of that smile, she hesitantly said, "I....I don't want to seem rude, but we don't even know each other. I mean....you can't possibly want to hear my sob story."

The tall UPS driver leaned against the doorframe with arms folded across her chest. "If I didn't want to hear it, then I wouldn't offer," she said softly. Kaden felt very drawn to the hurting woman, and couldn't understand why. She balled her hands into fists to stop herself from wrapping her arms around the strawberry-blonde in a protective and comforting embrace. "Sometimes, talking to a stranger is the best thing because they don't already have a biased opinion on the matter. I really don't mind. You seem very upset, and I just want to help."

Jess stared at her and realized that perhaps the woman may be right. She also realized that she could really use a friend right now, and maybe this was the opportunity for it. "Okay, well, what about you being on duty?" She pointed to the brown uniform.

With another toothy grin, the tall woman said, "I can meet you in one hour. Do you like sushi? We can go to Geisha House on Fifth."

"I actually love sushi. I know the place." She extended her hand for a shake. "I'm Jess, as I'm sure you know from all the packages delivered."

"My name is Kaden." She gladly took the offered hand surprised at the tingling sensation that passed between them. "One hour then."

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"I find it interesting that you're wearing shades while we're sitting here. In fact, you switched to a lighter pair than the ones I'm used to seeing, but still, you're wearing sunglasses indoors."

"I have a light sensitivity," Kaden casually commented, and then finished under her breath, "It's an ocular condition." 

Jess' eyebrows furrowed with curiosity. "What's the condition?"

The raven haired woman was surprised that what she muttered was heard. Uncomfortable with talking about it, she cleared her throat trying to think of something to change the topic.

"Would you please tell me?" Jess softly questioned.

Kaden found she was unable to resist that cherubic face that looked at her so innocently. "Uhh...it's called complete heterochromia iridis." She took a swig of the Ichiban beer, and then finished, "Basically my eyes are scary." She then tenderly asked, "So, would you like to share with me why you were crying earlier?"

"Hold on," Jess abruptly interjected. "You keep the glasses on because you claim your eyes are scary?! I'm sorry, but have you not seen my face? There's a huge scar that takes up this whole side, if you haven't noticed. What would you think if I kept my face hidden?"

Kaden had not expected the fiery statement which came out of this woman. She smiled inwardly, but kept her outward deadpan expression. Maybe one day I'll show you and hopefully you won't run like others have. "My eyes are still sensitive. It's better to have the shades on."

Jess shook her head in disbelief deciding to give up on the argument for the time being. As she dug into her rainbow roll, she couldn't but wonder what could possibly be so terrible about the woman's eyes that would be worse than the scar she's had to live with seeing these past couple of years. She wished she could see the eyes behind those damn frames, but it seemed that the stoic woman didn't want to discuss it right now. People's eyes always fascinated Jess. She believed that in one way they truly were the windows to the soul. There was so much she could tell from someone's eyes, and most often the people she was drawn to were the ones who had a warmth and depth to them. Jess pushed at a piece of sushi with the chopsticks. Not wanting to ruin a possibly good evening with a potential new friend, she tried to figure out how to avoid the topic of her crying earlier.

"Jessica?" The blonde's head popped up as sea green eyes searched for the voice that called her name. A stocky older woman in her fifties stepped up to their table with an older man in tow. "Jessica Reznick, it is you!" The woman declared with a plastered smile. "Look at how grown up you are. Harold, you remember Jessica --- who won that pageant in 98?"

"Hello, Mrs. Druthers," Jess responded unexcitedly. "It's been a long time." She noticed immediately that the woman's obvious stare was on her facial scar.

"Oh, when we had heard from your late uncle, God rest his soul, of what happened when you were in the military, why it just turned my stomach. Why you ever joined to begin with is beyond me. Oh what a shame those doctors didn't do more to restore that beautiful face you had. You were the sweetheart of the whole county..."




Hidden Beauty



"They did all they could, Mrs. Druthers," Jess firmly and coldly interrupted. "And my face is fine compared to what it could have been."

The older woman was flabbergasted. "Well..."

"Come on Judith, we are interrupting their dinner," Harold piped in, and then mouthed 'I'm sorry' to Jess as he ushered his wife away. "We'll catch up with you later Jessica. Maybe come visit you at the shop. You all have a good night."

The two women silently sat as the awkwardness of the past few moments lingered. Finally Kaden said, "So... Jessica..."

"Ugh, don't call me Jessica! Please." The blonde pleaded as an obvious sadness blanketed her features. "I'm sorry I didn't have to respond that way." She sighed and closed her eyes.

"Okay....Jess, how..."

She put her hand up for Kaden to stop. The waitress came to check on them, and Jess asked for another beer and then looked back at the raven haired woman. "I'm just going to lay it out for you because this scar, the letter I received earlier, my crying, and Mrs. Druthers' comments all tie in together. And if I don't just get it out then I most likely won't at all."

"Okay."

She talked first about the very short years she was involved in beauty pageants as a teenager, and then her time in the army. "I really didn't enjoy the two pageants I was in. So much pressure and stress, and for what? Just to be recognized as something of beauty?" Jess took a couple of more bites of sushi before continuing. "The army --- now that was enjoyable. Don't get me wrong, it was hard, especially at first but I stuck it out. I was determined."

Stubborn is more like it, but I kind of like that. Kaden thought inwardly.

"I spent five years serving. I taught Jujutsu. That form of martial art was something my father had enrolled me in at age nine. He always thought it was best for a girl to know how to defend herself. I excelled quickly and was grateful I could teach it in the military. When I wasn't demonstrating how to throw your opponent across the room, I worked as part of a team who tested the government's firewall and virus protection."

"So you were a government paid hacker," Kaden plainly stated.

Jess chuckled. "Yeah I guess you could say that."

"So it was my third year in the military when I met Colin, who happened to be in my Jujutsu class. We became good friends and hit it off. It was nice." She pushed around the last piece of sushi. 

Kaden noticed that the young blonde was getting lost in her thoughts, so she tried to bring her back. "What was Colin like?"

Jess smiled softly, holding back the tear that threatened to spill. "He was very laid back. Just an ordinary kind of guy who had a passion for all kinds of music. I swore sometimes he would play music based on his moods, and he had such a vast collection of CDs. He was kind and patient, and had these beautiful hazel brown eyes."

"Is there anything else I can get you ladies this evening?" the waitress chimed in.

"No, I think we're good," Kaden responded.

"I will leave this here whenever you're ready. There's no rush. Please enjoy your night."

As she walked off, Jess leaned forward and softly asked, "Would it be okay with you if we take a walk and continue the conversation?"

"That's fine."

********************

"We dated for almost two years." The blonde resumed as they leisurely walked towards the park. "He was going to ask me to marry him."

"How did you know?"

Jess tucked a lock of strawberry blonde hair behind her ear. "He told me in a letter after the accident." She sighed and stepped towards a bench to sit. When the taller woman joined her, she continued. "We were at a party at our favorite bar and grill. Colin only ever drank beer, and if he happened to get drunk, he was normally a rather subdued type of drunk. Somehow his buddies thought it would be a good idea to have him drink whiskey sours, and I never understood why they did that." She looked off in the distance at nothing in particular as her mind replayed the scene. "After three or four of them, Colin grew very quiet, but I could also see that he was somewhat agitated. We started playing pool and another drink had been pushed into his hand. Colin missed the shot on his turn because some tall stranger bumped into him. He threw down the pool cue and just started cussing up a storm. Him and the stranger exchanged threats and Colin's friends tried to diffuse the situation, but it was like he wasn't in his right mind. He suddenly shoved the other guy, who returned with a punch to Colin's jaw. A scuffle broke out that escalated quickly. I apparently had this idea that if I could just knock Colin out, then that would put an end to all of this and I'd apologize later. When I put my hand on his shoulder, swinging him around, it was too late when I saw the broken beer bottle in his hand. In surprise or just utter shock, I didn't expect him to come at me in a blind haze. The next thing I knew I woke up staring at the ceiling from the hospital bed." Jess ran a hand through her shaggy blonde locks, and let out a huge sigh before finishing. 

"He was so ridden with guilt over what happened. He couldn't face me, and claimed it wasn't because I looked ugly. In a letter he explained how much he loved me and wanted to marry me and have children. But he kept beating himself up over the incident. He volunteered to be assigned anywhere there was danger. I found out from one of our mutual friends that Colin basically went off the deep end. It was like he sought after death, walking away from what we had. Well, later that year I received the notice of my uncle's passing. So I inherited the comic book shop and decided to just leave the military and everything else behind me." She wiped at her face as a few more tears spilled.

Kaden watched carefully, debating with herself whether she should embrace her new friend to comfort her or not.

"When you found me earlier in the office, I had received a certified letter from the military that Colin was killed in Afghanistan. They included a sealed letter that he apparently requested be delivered to me upon his death. In it, he spoke of love, more apologies, and guilt. He just couldn't forgive himself for disfiguring me. He said that he knew each time he would see the scar, it would be a reminder of the terrible wrong he had caused me." Her hand reached up to cover her mouth as she sobbed openly. All of the pain, heartache, and anger rushed out like a tidal wave. 

This time Kaden didn't stop her arms from circling around Jess. She pulled the distraught woman against her chest, holding her tenderly. As night softly fell around them, she wondered how she could help. I guess just be her friend. At least it's a start.

******************

It had been over a week since they last talked. After that one night that Jess opened herself up, neither of them thought to exchange phone numbers. Jess figured she would see the beautiful UPS driver when deliveries were made, but nothing came to the shop, even though she knew there were a couple of packages she had been expecting. As she worked through the shop's financial records, she wondered if Kaden would be interested in going out again. Jess couldn't help but find the woman absolutely intriguing and so comfortable to be around. 

One late Wednesday afternoon, Jess was re-stacking the new edition of her all time favorite comic series, Tempest. It was one of the issues that had actually flown off the shelf quicker than she had expected this week since they put it out. She was glad to know sales were actually going very well in general for the store. 

The front doorbell suddenly chimed, announcing someone coming in. She couldn't stop the smile which spread across her face when she saw the tall uniformed woman approach the counter with a small box. Sandra was just about to call for her, when she popped out at the end of the aisle. The women exchanged pleasant grins. "Hey."

"Hey yourself," Kaden responded with a playful smirk.

"It's been awhile since we've seen you," Jess casually stated.

"Yeah, I was shocked there weren't any deliveries here until now." Kaden commented as she clicked the stylus on the tablet screen. "How are you doing?"

"I'm good. Just keeping myself busy."

A moment of silence fell between them. Kaden didn't want to leave so quickly, but she wasn't sure of what else to say. Would she find it odd if I asked her out? "Well, I better finish my...."

"Actually would you be interested in getting some coffee or beer or whatever later?" Jess quickly asked.

A small barely noticeable grin graced the tall woman's face. "Sure. Where should I meet you?"

"How about Dressel's Tavern on Cherry Street?"

"Nice place. They have my favorite beer on tap."

"Oh, and what would that be?"

"St. Bernardius. It's a very smooth trippel."

******************

Kaden displayed a very satisfied grin after taking a swig of her beer.

"So would you like to tell me about yourself? You pretty much know everything about me from my crying fit, and yet I barely know you. Are you married? Do you have a significant other? Do you have any pets? Do you live alone?"

Kaden chuckled over the barrage of questions. With a mischievous grin, she said, "No. No. No. Yes."

"What?" Jess asked confused, and then she realized Kaden just answered the questions. "Oh come on. You know what I mean."

Kaden laughed. "Okay, okay. Never been married. The last steady girlfriend I had was in college, and after she graduated, she moved overseas to follow her passion for Renaissance architecture. I didn't want to leave the U.S at the time. Dated occasionally but nothing really panned out. I do live by myself. I don't have any pets. I love dogs, and have thought about adopting one, but I've been very busy."

For some unknown reason to Jess, she found the woman fascinating. There was so much she wanted to know, so many things she wanted to ask. Taking a gulp of beer, she continued, "So umm, do you ever take the sunglasses off?" She popped a tempura fried oyster in her mouth.

"Yes." Kaden answered as she also grabbed an oyster and dipped it into the tangy sauce. "Usually when I'm home."

"Do you keep your environment mostly dark?"

"Not dark-dark, per se, just very dimmed."

"Is it painful to be in bright light?"

"Very bright sun, yes. Artificial lighting is not so bad for a couple of hours."

"Does it affect your vision?"

"So far I have 20/20."

"Ugh, why does it feel like I'm pulling teeth with you?!"

"Why do I feel like I'm in a dentist office?" Kaden retorted. They both busted out laughing, which helped lighten the mood and made them more comfortable. "I'm sorry, I'm not much of a conversationalist. I really don't mind answering questions; I'm just not very forthcoming with information. I guess I'm not one for talking about myself."

"It's alright. So you've worked at UPS since high school. That's some dedication. I take it you must like it."

"Yeah, it's fine. The hours and pay are good."

"Can I get you two anything else?" the waitress asked as she passed by.

"Yes, another round of beer, and...." Jess looked at her new friend and asked, "Would you want to share a platter of the Bang-Bang shrimp with me?"

"Sure."

She looked back at the waitress, "And the shrimp platter."

"Of course, I'll be right back."

"Thanks," she said turning to Kaden. "I love the sweet spicy sauce that comes with it. So do you work on the weekends?" Jess inquired as she finished the last of her beer.

"Not usually, unless someone is gone on vacation."

Jess toyed with the idea in her mind of asking her new friend to join her at the upcoming convention. "There's a Comic Con this weekend in S-city. I was going to browse through the new comics and make some purchases for the store. Since it's just a two hour drive, would you be interested in hanging out?"

Kaden gulped. She knew she was busy this weekend. In fact, there was no way to get around what she had to do. "I'm sorry. This weekend I already have plans. Going out of town to meet with a friend...."

The waitress was on her way back with the requested appetizer when an inebriated customer in the next booth got up without paying attention. He knocked into the waitress, who lost her footing. The shrimp flew everywhere. Kaden's eyebrows shot up in realization of the waitress' body coming towards, so she leaned out of the way. Arms collided with back of the booth next to Kaden's head and the spicy sauce splattered on her face.

"Oh my god!" Jess yelled. In horror she watched the raven haired woman try to wipe the mess off with the cloth napkin.

"Shit! It's in my eyes."

"Oh hell! Come on let's get you to the washroom." Jess got up, leading Kaden by the arm.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Oh I'm so sorry." The waitress kept repeating as the two women went into the ladies room. 

They got the sink turned on, and Kaden proceeded to quickly wash it all off. Trying to be helpful, Jess handed her a few sheets of paper towels. "My god what a freak accident. Are you okay?"

Kaden, still hunched over, dried her face, and then began drying the glasses she had also washed. "It burns but I think I'll be fine." Not quite standing up yet, she proceeded to slip the frames on.

Jess halted her actions with a gentle hand. "Please," she softly asked, "may I see?"

With a sigh, Kaden slowly stood to full height, looking directly in the mirror. Jess was dumbfounded by what she saw in the reflection. She took a step closer and hesitantly reached out a hand on Kaden's cheek to turn the face towards her. She was beyond captivated by the fascinating orbs. Aside from the area around the eyes being red and a little swollen from the hot, vinegary sauce, they were mesmerizing. The left eye was a very vibrant green with some flecks of brown and the right eye was the brightest blue she ever witnessed on a person. It reminded her of icy ocean waters in winter. She felt like she could get lost in them forever, and there was a part of her that really wanted to. "They're absolutely amazing," she softly stated. Absently her fingertips moved ever so tenderly down the sculptured cheek and then trailed to the side of Kaden's neck. For a moment, Jess mentally swore that the color of the eyes darkened.

"Is she alright?" Came the waitress' voice from the doorway. "We are truly sorry for what happened. Your dinners and drinks are on the house."

The women nodded their thanks as the waitress left. After gazing into those eyes, Jess realized that she was falling for this statuesque goddess. If I tell her and she's not interested, am I going to lose her friendship?

"You know, I've had most people back away when they see my eyes," Kaden softly commented. Is it possible that she could be the one person who truly isn't scared? She is so beautiful. I just want to kiss her endlessly.

"Really?! That's insane. How could they want to distance themselves when I just want to drown in them?" She absently moved closer, their bodies touching in different places, and then she realized what she had said out loud. Jesus, I think I just outed myself. Maybe she wasn't paying attention. She watched as the tall woman softly brushed the back of her fingers down the cheek that sported the scar. The gesture made Jess' stomach flutter.

It's now or never, so get on with it. Kaden thought. "Jess," she cleared her throat trying to find the words, "if you're interested, I would like to see more of you." She ran long fingers through her jet black locks. "Umm, I mean more than...."

Two teenagers walked into the restroom without paying any mind to the couple's somewhat intimate stance. Jess and Kaden backed away from one another. The strawberry blonde returned the sunglasses to her friend and asked, "Would you like to walk for a little bit?"

"Yeah, that'd be great."

********************

The friends walked in silence for a while, each one at a loss for words. Damn, I wish we had not been interrupted. Kaden thought to herself.

I wish she didn't have her hands stuffed in her jeans. It would be so nice to reach out and hold one. Jess thought as she sighed. I wish she had finished saying what she planned on back there. Maybe I should just say something. "My answer is yes, I'm interested."

Kaden's eyebrows rose in surprise, but her heart was relieved. They stopped to face one another. Large hands gently reached out to grasp Jess' smaller ones in her own. "So am I," she added with a warm smile. Something suddenly caught Kaden's eye from across the street. With an impish grin, she asked, "Totally off topic.... Do you like Tekken?"

Jess' eyebrows rose in confusion, she shot the taller woman a suspicious smirk. "That is so outdated, but I actually do."

"You want to go toe to toe?"

Her nose scrunched as she chuckled. "Is that a challenge?"

Kaden nodded, pulling the younger woman to follow.

Both of them laughed as they attempted to best the other in a game from their childhood. Their characters fought for six levels before Jess threw her hands up in victory. "Yes!! Ha! I gotcha!"

"A minor slip. Perhaps I let you win," Kaden commented with a Cheshire grin.

"No way, I beat you. Fair and square." They laughed again as they looked to find what else they could play. In the back of the arcade, in an adjacent room, where it was less noisy, they found a Skeet Ball machine. Taking turns, they tested their skill for the highest points.

"So you're okay with being involved in a relationship again? I mean since..." Kaden asked out of the blue causing Jess to miss her intended goal. The ball bounced and landed in the outer ring for only five points.

Shocked and confused, the shorter blonde looked at her momentarily speechless. "Did you just throw that out to screw up my swing?" she inquired sarcastically.

"No." Kaden normally never felt nervous but for some reason she was feeling it now. Maybe I shouldn't have asked such a forward question. I mean hell, she just got the letter of his death and continued love a week ago.

Jess wondered how best to answer. She just wasn't sure how much information to give or not give. Finally she decided she might as well be honest. "When Colin and I parted ways, I still loved him for quite some time. It was a few months when I realized that I needed to move on with my life. In fact, he encouraged it. It was very hard because I still didn't do well with folks staring at me, and the whispers behind my back were worse than the stares." She ran a hand through her golden locks. "A friend of mine at the time tried to encourage me so she took me out to a club because she knew I loved to dance. We were having a good time, and I did my best to ignore people's eyes on me. About halfway through the night this guy approached. He seemed nice. I was stunned by his approach that I didn't notice how he made an effort to stay on my right side. Anyways, at the end of the night, he asked if I'd be interested in coming over to his place. I figured what the hell, why not." She blew out a heavy sigh before continuing. "Well I went to tell my friend, Sandra, I would be leaving, and as I returned, I heard him say to his buddies how he planned on bending me over cause he didn't want to have to look at my face. He didn't even realize I was behind him. When he turned around with a look of shock my knee made solid contact with his groin. I was very hurt by it all." She blinked back a couple of tears that threatened to spill. "That was the end of that. So basically I've been willing to move on, but this," she pointed to the jagged scar, "has made it difficult."

Kaden's heart went out to her. She automatically took her friend's hand, and giving it a squeeze, she proclaimed, "I cannot understand how he could say something like that. He was definitely an ass." She sensed Jess was feeling vulnerable after relaying the story, so the tall woman willingly took off her shades with the hope of conveying that she empathized with Jess. I know what it's like to have people stare and back away. She silently thought as she gazed into the glossy sea green eyes. The knuckles of a free hand gently brushed Jess' cheek. "Obviously he wasn't worth your time. You are absolutely beautiful." She slowly moved forward, closing the gap between them.




Hidden Beauty



Jess swore her heart was going to pound right out of her chest. The intensity of those different colored orbs made her body tremble. Silently she thought. Please kiss me. Please, please, please do it.

"Sorry folks, we're closing," announced the teenage employee as he entered the room. He quickly jumped back against the door frame when Kaden shot him a very aggravated look. "Jesus!" he declared as he stared in shock at her eyes. "Ss...ssor...sorry but it's...eleven. We close at eleven." He stuttered and pulled himself out of the room.

Kaden shut her eyes tight in aggravation. Pinching the bridge of her nose, she released a slow and steady clenched sight. Goddamn it with the interruptions between us! Kaden inwardly yelled. "Okay, so that's the kind of reaction I'm used to from people," she commented aloud.

Jess couldn't help the corners of her mouth turning up into a small smile because she knew those beautiful orbs gave her a very different reaction than what others saw. Tugging at her friend's shirt, she said, "Come on."

********************

"So where'd you park?" Jess inquired as they made it back to the tavern.

"Right in front."

The strawberry blonde looked at the cars, wondering which one her tall friend would drive, but when she saw Kaden step up to the bike, her eyes grew wide. "You drive a motorcycle?!"

Kaden gave her a toothy grin. "Yep. It's a 2010 DYNA Fat Boy Harley." She placed the jett black helmet on and swung her leg over the seat.

"That is so damn......" she couldn't think to finish her sentence. They silently looked at one another, and she finally said, "sexy."

Kaden smirked. "Would you like to go for a ride?" She watched a bright and excited smile grace Jess' face, and then it quickly grew somber.

"Oh I would love to....I really would." Jess wanted to kick herself. "Damn it, I have an early morning board meeting at the hospital and I haven't finished working on my presentation for it." She sighed. "I know that sounds so lame, but it's true. I have to be ready for this meeting and if I go with you, I know that we'll be up all night --- which I wouldn't mind, but this meeting is so important."

"It's okay. Another time then."

********************

The weekend came quicker than expected, and Comic Con 2012 was bustling with people of all ages. The K-conference center was packed and noisy. The main room had been decorated to the gills with banners, posters, and life-sized cardboard cutouts of superheroes and villains alike. Merchant tables were well stocked with magazines, action-figures, and many other paraphernalia that any average diehard fan would want.

Jess hadn't been to one of these since she was eleven. It almost didn't look any different than when she was a kid except for new characters to fawn over, more people, and more memorabilia. She looked over the convention map in hand to find the one specific booth that she was excited about. That is where she wanted to go first before taking care of the business of perusing new comics to order for the shop. Down the center aisle, she passed by many of the booths of well known characters from childhood --- Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman --- which she couldn't help smiling over. In her heart, Wonder Woman was always going to be her first heroine --- the first one she was introduced to, the first one that captured her excitement of females who kick ass. She had one very special issue that was signed by the Amazon Princess herself, the first time Uncle Teddy brought her here. Presently that issue was encased in a special picture box and sat on a shelf in her bedroom. Today, Jess hoped to have a different signature on the special edition issue she had tucked into her news bag this morning. 

She passed the X-Men table and turned left. As per the map, the booth she needed should be half way down the aisle on her right. As she weaved her way through the throngs of people, she suddenly saw the line ahead. Adolescent boys and girls of various ages stood with their parent and/or guardian at the very table she sought. Jess' heart sank a little as she stepped to the back of the line. She didn't expect it to already be this long, but then again it took her a lot longer to get on the road this morning than she had anticipated. Looking at her cell phone for the time, she figured the wait wouldn't be so bad and she would still have enough hours to browse and get business done.

*********************

The character known as Tempest had been signing magazines and other paraphernalia for hours. The clicks of cameras accompanied the meeting of each child, teenager, and adult. Grateful for the protection to her eyes from the polycarbonate blue mirror lens of the silver goggles, she smiled one more time for the camera. Well it actually wasn't a smile. Tempest had an infamous smirk that only turned up the corners of her mouth and was accompanied by a raised eyebrow. Hidden eyes suddenly caught the glimpse of a familiar individual standing in the line. A moment of panic crackled in the air. She wondered if the short strawberry blonde would figure it out. An opportunity had not come up to tell the young woman her little secret, but the fact was that she actually enjoyed generally having this secret for over a decade. She liked that her identity was kept out of the public.

"You're my greatest hero," a girl beamed as she approached the table.

Tempest looked down at the brown-eyed girl with the toothy smile. She crouched down to be on the same level as her, and said, "Thank you sweetheart."

"My twin brother thinks you're awesome too but he's really shy."

The superhero nodded in his direction and said, "Don't worry, it's okay to be shy."

"Will you sign our copies?"

"Of course. What is your name?"

"I'm Vicky, and he's Vic."

"How old are you two?" Tempest asked.

"We are going to be twelve in October!" the girl shouted exuberantly.

"It seems you're excited about that."

The girl nodded brightly. "We might have a new baby brother by then. Mommy's getting big. Isn't that right Daddy?" She grabbed her father's large hand, giving it a tug.

He chuckled, answering, "Yes."

"Well, that is wonderful news," the superhero commented as she returned the comics to each of them.

"May.....I...touch your sword?" the young soft voice of the other twin spoke.

Tempest gave him her signature look, and said, "Only if it's okay with your father."

The older gentleman with the well-trimmed goatee clapped a proud hand on his son's shoulder, and nodded his approval to the heroine.

She slowly pulled out the sword from the scabbard attached to her back, allowing the sound of the schwing to be heard. Holding it flat on her palms, she extended it towards the twins. 

Vic hesitantly reached out with complete awe that he could have this opportunity. He looked into her face with big brown eyes and said, "It's just as awesome as you."

********************

There were only two more people in front of Jess. She fidgeted with the front flap of her bag. Come on Jess, why are you feeling nervous? Cause you're only getting the signature of the author of your favorite comic series, and this person just happens to be dressed as the superhero! No big deal. Okay, it is a big deal. It shouldn't be, but it is. I know it's just a person---- an everyday normal person just like me who happened upon this great idea of a comic series and so became famous. It's okay. It's okay. You'll get through this. Just breathe. She looked at the character signing, and was taken back at how amazingly well the costume was worn. Wow, she looks incredible --- just like Tempest. I never knew someone could look so damn sexy in leather. God, is it hot in here? I feel like I'm sweating. Maybe it's just from there being so many people. I wish this author didn't keep her identity hidden. Fans have been wanting for years to see her, but even so, she is stunning in that costume. Oh my god, it's going to be my turn. She absently scratched an itch along her temple and was reminded of the jagged scar that went down to her jaw. Suddenly she became self-conscious and quickly tried to push it out of her mind. Jess knew it shouldn't matter, but she was prey to being human.

Tempest stood to her full height, and casually laid a gloved hand on the podium next to her that she was using for autographs. The short strawberry blonde was a beautiful sight to see. She was grateful that the goggles hid her eyes, and it seemed that Jess didn't recognize her at all. Part of her wanted her friend to know the secret, and the other part of her just wanted to keep it to herself. If I speak, it might register who I am. Hopefully I won't have to say anything. Wow, she looks delicious. I just want to pin her against a wall and seize her mouth. What am I thinking?! Oh boy, I'm in so much trouble. 

Clearing her throat, Jess stepped forward, and asked, "Would you sign..." she nervously laughed at herself, "I'm sure you've been hearing that all day." She handed over the issue and watched as the character began writing. It's now or never Jess. Grow some balls and ask before the opportunity flies out the window. She cleared her throat again, "Um, I have an odd question, and I'm sure it's a shot in the dark, but I figured I would try anyway."

Tempest took note of the fidgeting and the cute way she nibbled her bottom lip in thought.

"Well, I volunteer at the Children's hospital, to help support those who suffer disfigurement from tragedy. I thought it would be so awesome if you would be willing to come out one afternoon and maybe hand out a few issues, that I would happily purchase of course, and maybe talk to some of the kids. So many of them really need a sense hope, you know, something to look forward to. There's a number of them who remain disfigured their whole lives, and it becomes so disheartening to face their peers, family, and just the world in general. I'm sure you're very busy, but I just thought that you could perhaps find a way in your schedule.... Oh hell, now I'm babbling. Sorry."

Tempest grinned, and nodded. She wrote something else on the comic book, and then handed it back to Jess. A little confused that the person didn't speak a word to her, the blonde looked at what was written. 

To Jess – 

You're a stunning woman whose beauty shines through touching everyone you meet. You have a way of bringing out the good in people. I will happily meet with the children per your request.

Tempest

P.S. Have dinner with me. Meet me on 8 West just after 5pm and we'll talk more. You have my number.

KJW

Amber eyebrows furrowed confusedly. Excited, overjoyed, and frightened all at the same time, she didn't know what to think. The author wants to have dinner with me? Why? I'm stunning? Wait, I have her number?! Do I know her?? How? Wait a minute! I never gave her my name! She looked up at the stoic face, her mouth agape, and the questions still rolling through her head. Suddenly an image of Kaden in her uniform and sunglasses stepping up to the register flashed through her mind. Eyebrows shot up in surprise. "K....?" She absently began to utter and was immediately halted by a gentle yet firm finger at her lips. The scent of the leather drifted up her nose, and she found herself captivated by this mysterious woman. Gulping, Jess slowly nodded her understanding. When her lips were freed, she softly said, "Thank you for your time."

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It was 5:21pm and Jess found herself pacing in front of the eighth floor elevators. She didn't know where on 8 West she was supposed to be so she figured that near the elevators would be her best bet. I still can't believe Kaden is the author of Tempest ---- hell she is Tempest! Damn!! And oh my god she looked divine in that costume. She ran small fingers through her golden mop of hair, and sighed. 

The familiar ding announced the arrival of the elevator car. Out of the now open doors stepped the tall raven haired character. With a slight smile, she took the hand of a surprised and nervous Jess, and led her down the hall. In front of her room, she turned around to face the shorter woman. 

Jess didn't realize the door was at her back, even when the dark woman came forward leaning her hand against the wood. She felt an intense heat swirling between their close proximity, and it made her heart beat faster. Kaden's character was flirting, and she liked it. 

There was something about the costume, perhaps the leather that brought out a bolder confidence and swagger for Kaden. She watched as the shorter woman's pulse jumped beneath the tender flesh. The succulent and smooth neck beckoned her. A part of her wanted to ravish the woman right here but not like this --- not as Tempest --- at least not yet. Hmm, I wonder if she's ever had fantasies about Tempest.  Reaching up with a free hand, she pulled the goggles down from her face, and eyes locked on to one another.

Jess' breath hitched as she saw the storm of emotions within those haunting orbs. "The colors are darker," she commented softly. She laid a hand gently upon Kaden's cheek, and then tenderly brushed the fingers down the neck to the top of the royal blue shirt collar. The passion and desire in those eyes were clearly evident, and it made Jess' stomach clench. 

Somehow, Kaden managed to unlock the door with the key card, and pushed it open. She quickly grabbed Jess around the waist as the shorter woman lost her balance from leaning on the door. They both sort of stumbled inside. "You okay?" Kaden softly asked.

"Yeah, sorry," Jess responded as they each stepped back from the embrace.

"Have a seat, and I'll change so we can go to dinner."

The strawberry blonde surveyed the room briefly before sitting on the edge of one of the two queen beds. There were clothes and gear lying randomly on the one mattress which made it obvious that Jess was sleeping in the other one closer to the large bay window. She silently watched under hooded eyes as she tried to make it seem like she wasn't staring, but she couldn't help the fact that she truly did want to stare. First the gauntlet gloves came off, then the sword rung from out of its sheath on her back. Next the vest was peeled off. Jess held her breath as the shirt hit the floor. The play of muscles that flexed on the naked abdomen and arms made her core ignite. She was caught staring at that moment, and she quickly turned her head making like she had to clear her throat.

Kaden smiled. Hmm, I would say she likes what she sees. "Would you like some water?" she asked as she unbuckled the boots, kicked them off, and then proceeded to undo the black leather pants.

"Uh sure." Jess responded while gazing at the floor.

The raven haired beauty grabbed a bottle from the mini fridge and meandered over to her friend only wearing boxer shorts and a sport bra. She crouched down and tilted her head seeking the forest green eyes. "I figured you were used to women in all manners of undress from your years in the army. Am I making you uncomfortable?" she toyed.

The strawberry blonde didn't know how to respond. Eyes darted back and forth from one random object in the room to another as the thoughts fled through her head. "I have seen women in the barracks. I just...." Damn it, do I just tell her what she is doing to me? I want so badly to touch her. I want to see how many varying shades of colors can appear in those orbs. 

"Jess?" Kaden softly started as she gently lifted a chin to look into her eyes.

"I uhhh....it's that I...."

"Hey K," began the voice of the older woman who just walked through the adjoining room's connecting door, "are you interested...? Oh shit." The woman stood there flustered.

With a sigh, Kaden said, "Jess this is my agent, Margaret. Margaret this is my friend Jess." Running a hand through raven locks, she asked with a heavy sigh, "So what did you need?" 

"I'm sorry K; I didn't expect you'd have a guest. It's really not important. Uhh...see you tomorrow." The salt and peppered haired woman quickly excused herself.

The two friends hung their head in silence for a few seconds. "I'm going to take a quick shower. You think about what kind of food you're in the mood for, and we'll take it from there. Sound good?"

"Sure," Jess answered with the best smile she could muster.

**************

The small authentic Mexican restaurant was one of Kaden's favorites. The food was beyond delicious and not too spicy. The eatery was situated far enough out of the way of tourists and Con fans, just at the edge of a Latino neighborhood.

"Thanks again for agreeing to have dinner with me. It beats ordering pizza and sitting in the hotel room, and it's really nice to see you." Kaden declared with a grin as she proceeded to take another swig of the dark cold brew.

Leaning forward, she said in a low voice, "I must say it was definitely a shock to finally find out who the author of Tempest is."

"Are you disappointed?"

"Hell no," she said dipping a tortilla chip in the queso. "I would say the opposite. I'm elated."

"Really."

"Oh yes," Jess answered in a sultry purr. 

The waiter stopped to pick up their empty plates. "Algos mas senoritas?"

"Dos flan, por favor," Kaden requested.

He nodded and left with the dishes.

"You placed your order earlier in Spanish and now the dessert. Are you fluent?" Jess asked.

"I guess you could say I'm fluent enough to get around. I grew up in a Latino neighborhood and so I picked up on it. Also took it in high school. How about you? Speak any languages?"

"I'm fluent in Spanish. Took it in college, and again in the army." The strawberry blonde pushed a lock of hair behind her ear, and absently brushed the facial scar with the back of her fingers. It suddenly made her more conscious of it. She tried to push the negative rambling out of her mind. "So, why do you work at UPS in addition to being an author?" She then whispered, "And why do you keep your identity hidden?"

Kaden chuckled. "I work because it gives me an opportunity to watch people and therefore gives me ideas for characters or scenes. I've been with UPS since high school. My father worked for them all of his life. So I was lucky to start out with a good rep through him. Only in the past few years did I switch to part-time so that I can do more writing and drawing." She dug into her dessert and watched how much Jess was enjoying her own. The small mews of delight coming from the blonde made her core twitch. Tearing her gaze away from the woman, she was grateful for the sunglasses she wore. "I...stay out of the limelight because I don't like the attention. I don't need it, I don't crave it, and I don't want to be distracted from what is really important."

"And what is that?"

The raven haired woman cocked her head in thought. "No one has ever asked me, so it's hard to put into words." Kaden took another swig of beer. "I guess hope....and self-confidence....and courage."

"So basically Tempest herself," Jess added. "You're trying to reach children, teens, and whoever else with that message."

"Yeah, I guess I am." 

"That's beautiful." They sat silent for a few minutes and the waiter brought Jess another large margarita.

Kaden decided to take the opportunity to be playful. "Be careful there. They say tequila makes your clothes fall off."

"Maybe that's what I'm hoping for," Jess countered with a mischievous grin, and almost made the raven haired woman choke on her beer.

***************

The two friends walked the neighborhood for a little while hoping to extend their time together. The surprising cooler night air suddenly made Jess shiver. She had not planned on still being in the city, so she didn't bring a different shirt but she was glad it turned out this way. She really enjoyed her friend's company and the humorous banter they seemed to easily fall into with one another. Lost in her musings, a sudden warmth softly enveloped her. Kaden draped the brown and tan flannel shirt she had been wearing, over Jess' shoulders. The shorter woman inhaled the sweet earthy shower soap scent that lingered on the material. "Thank you," she said with a smile.




Hidden Beauty



Kaden equally returned the gesture and said, "I noticed you were rubbing your arms." 

Jess dreaded thinking of having to drive two hours tonight to get home. "I'm going to have to leave once I retrieve my messenger bag from your room."

The tall woman looked at nothing in particular on the sidewalk as they continued walking. "You're going to miss Tempest's performance tomorrow," she casually commented.

"What? I didn't read about that in the program. It only mentions a performance between the X-Men and the Batman villains."

"You're right, the program doesn't show it. It's an impromptu thing that was brought to my attention at the end of today which is why it took me longer to get upstairs. Tempest is teaming with Rogue and Robyn Hood to beat down Harley-Quinn and Poison Ivy. I guess they thought it would be fun to have the females show off."

"Ohh damn! I don't want to miss that. Tempest on stage with Robyn Hood --- yum!!" Jess quickly cleared her throat when she realized how that sentence came out. "How awesome to also be teaming with Rogue. I've always liked her. She's my only reason to read the X-Men," she proclaimed brightly. "Oh, but it's too late to try to get a hotel room within miles tonight. I'm sure every place is booked because of this Con."

They stopped at the corner, waiting for the traffic light to change so they could cross. Kaden softly said, "I have an extra bed, if you're interested."

The surprised short blonde turned to face her friend. "I....I don't want to intrude."

Kaden was about to respond when she heard something in the distance. Joyous, festive fast paced music drifted to their ears. With a grin that lit up her face, Kaden took her friend's hand, and excitedly lead her towards the sounds.

Around the corner and about a half block down, the revelry of a Latino street festival was in full swing. There were children of all ages running around, playing games, and eating sweets. Young and old adults laughed, danced and clapped their hands to the beat of the French horns and guitars. The street was colorfully decorated with banners and hanging lights. The two women made their way past the barricade that blocked off the street to traffic and joined in the activity.

Jess' love for dancing quickly came into play. It was one of her ways for relieving stress and feeling happier. She did not hesitate to join the throng that danced merrily.

Kaden's nose recognized the slightly sweet and savory scent of one of her favorite treats, so she turned around to locate the vendor selling them. Sitting down on one of the available plastic dining chairs to consume the delightful treasure, she happily watched the strawberry blonde dance with a young girl about seven years old. She was amazed at her Jess' way with children. It was as if she was a beacon of light for them. Within minutes a group of boys and girls clamored around her laughing and swinging to the music. 

A song later, Jess plopped herself down in the seat next to the raven haired beauty. "Whew, they are going to wear me out," she commented with a chuckle.

"I'm glad you're having fun. I can see how much you love to do it." Kaden stated as she momentarily removed her sunglasses to rub tired eyes.

"Oh I definitely enjoy it," Jess answered with a joyful smile. Seeing Kaden about to put the glasses back on, she halted the action with a touch on the arm. "Please," she softly pleaded, "leave them off." Kaden quizzically looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Your eyes are so beautiful. I would really like to see them, if you're okay with it."

Gazing into Jess' sea green orbs, Kaden said, "You are the one who is beautiful."

The young woman was touched, and a blush crept up her cheeks. "Thank you."

"Would you like a bite?" She questioned as she held up the churro. "I know we already ate, but I can never resist these," she chuckled. 

"I agree it is hard to say no to these. Thank you." She leaned forward and bit down on the fried pastry. Lips brushed the fingertips gently, leaving Kaden with an unquenchable desire. The blue and green of her eyes darkened. There it is. Jess thought. The colors alter with your emotions, and they are....perfect. "Mmm, that is so good." 

The musicians decided to take a break, and so the music switched to the DJ. From the speakers there poured out a beat that Jess knew she had to move to. Her body automatically responded to the sounds of the bass. She grabbed Kaden's hand and said, "Dance with me."

The author couldn't say no to that gorgeous smile that followed the request. Soon the dance area grew crowded causing the two women to move closer to one another. Jess was having so much fun that she instinctively placed her hands on the taller woman's shirt and pulled her in. It felt like the most natural thing in the world. The move gave them the opportunity to slightly straddle one another's thigh as Kaden circled an arm tightly around Jess' waist. She felt Jess move against the thigh and the actions sent her head spinning. They soon lost themselves in one another's gaze and the music that surrounded them. 

Jess felt compelled to gently caress Kaden's cheek. She wanted so much to kiss the sumptuous lips that called to her. As if her thoughts had been heard, she held her breath as she watched Kaden's mouth move closer to hers. Lips brushed ever so softly against one another, and it felt like her whole world melted. She craved more, but she didn't want them to become a spectacle here. "Please take me back to the hotel," she declared against the warm lips.

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It was late when returned to the convention center. They held hands silently while they waited for the elevator in the lobby. Jess felt the warm soft yet strong hand encompass hers. The pad of the thumb gently stroked the back of her hand, making her feel lightheaded as she thought about where she those hands. God, does she even know how much I want her to touch me? Even this simple action makes my body come alive.  The sudden sound of a buzzing vacuum in the distance brought her out of her musings. Running on pure desire alone, Jess brought Kaden's hand to her mouth. With palm facing her, she brushed her lips and the tip of her nose against it. She felt the arm tense, making a devilish smirk break out on her face. Teeth then followed the trail of her lips, raking across the quivering flesh. 

What is she doing?! Kaden thought, as she gulped and her stomach clenched with desire from the blonde's ministrations. She's driving me insane. I can't think rationally. I just....I want....

Jess realized the elevator had arrived when her body was thrust inside and pushed up against the wall. Her body pinned between the wood paneling at her back and the strong sensuous being in front of her, she instinctively wrapped her legs around Kaden's waist. Teeth grazed the flesh of her neck, and then a hot tongue followed its path. Jess couldn't stop the passionate moan that escaped her lips. Hands tangled through inky black locks encouraging the tall beauty to explore her body further that was on fire.

The elevator doors opened, and Kaden forced herself to set the shorter woman down. They walked down the hall unable to look at one another out of fear they wouldn't successfully make it inside without distractions. Inside the room, the taller woman closed the curtains and turned on a side lamp. She watched as Jess slowly and gracefully approached. Hands slid up her arms to strong wide shoulders, and then took purchase within her hair. Lips met in a dance of seduction and dominance. When they broke to breathe again, Jess tugged on the raven tresses, moving Kaden back until legs bumped into the bed. 

Kaden was then gently lowered to sit at the edge of the bed. She got the impression she was to just watch when Jess moved a couple of feet back to begin removing her clothes. As the articles began to fall and shoes were kicked off, their gaze never wavered from one another. Slipping out of jeans that pooled at her feet, she took a step to tenderly reach out and remove Kaden's sunglasses. The shade of the blue and green eyes turned darker as she noticed the woman gulp. 

Now in just her bra and panties, she moved forward, straddling one of Kaden's thighs and slowly lowered her body. Jess brushed off the hands that suddenly had reached out to touch her. Bracing herself with one hand firmly gripped at the back of Kaden's neck, she slowly gyrated her hips. As Kaden leaned forward to capture her lips, she halted the author's advance with a hand planted squarely on Kaden's chest. She nibbled her bottom lip when she saw something primal flash across the darkened orbs. She reached down between their bodies and undid the button and zipper of Kaden's jeans. Her hand then slipped beneath the material to cup the taller woman's sex. Leaning very close, only a hair's breath away from Kaden's lips, she whispered, "Can you make me scream?"

Kaden inhaled sharply. Her senses on high alert, she understood the strawberry-blonde's request. Her head spun from feeling Jess' center rubbing against her leg, the almost naked body in front of her, the hand at her throbbing core, and the sensuality that dripped from this woman. 

In the blink of an eye Jess found herself pinned face-down to the mattress. A large firm hand, between her shoulder blades, held her in place while a free hand unclasped her bra. Her heart thumped rapidly with a mix of shock and trepidation. Blunt fingernails raked down her spine, her rear, and the back of her thighs making her body tremble with excitement. One set of digits threaded tightly through her blonde locks while the other gathered the material of her silk panties into an iron like fist. She felt the hot breath at her ear as her head was abruptly jerked back. "Is this what you want?" the deep voice softly growled. "You want me to take you? To fuck you?" Jess couldn't think as her body ignited from the surge of adrenaline. She tried to answer in the groan that came forth but her panties were pulled so tight against her pulsing clit, that it left her without rational thought as she could only feel at this moment. Her lips were seized in a conquering kiss, and then the silk material gave way as the panties were ripped from her body. Suddenly she was let go and left panting. There was a brief shuffle of noise behind her, and then her hips were pulled up and back forcing her upright on her knees. Once again fingernails left a trail of shivers and desires on her skin all the way from her thighs up to her chest. The bra was thrown across the room to land on the table near the window. One hand snaked its way down to damp amber curls. Long fingers slid through the wetness as the other hand's short nails grazed Jess' hardened nipples. She let out a yelp when teeth nipped her ear. 

"You little minx. I'm going to take you for all you've got." Kaden declared in a heated whisper. Jess felt a hot tongue lick the edge of her ear as two fingers circled her clit. Her hips bucked involuntarily when the fingers penetrated deep inside of her. 

"Oh god yes!" Jess cried out. Fingers slowly pulled out and then back in as the heel of Kaden's hand rubbed against her clit. She felt the tall woman's naked breasts at her back. Erect nipples pressing into her flesh. Her rear end rubbed against the jeans-clad thighs adding to the sensations that surrounded her already. "Please..." Jess stated through gritted teeth.

"Please what?" Kaden harshly asked.

"Fuck me. Make me yours," the strawberry blonde announced.

The fingers began to pump harder and faster, and Kaden's hips kept the rhythm with her lover. Jess was grateful for the strong arms which held her in place against Kaden's chest. She reached one hand behind to dig fingers into the back of Kaden's thigh. Her other hand extended up to take purchase in the raven locks when Kaden began to nip and lick the side of her neck. The impending release began to build, swirl, and radiate. Jess suddenly felt like she could not breathe. Hips bucked uncontrollably as she began to soar. An animalistic scream shot out of her mouth as the climax overtook her body with a force that wrung her out with pleasure and left her weak and feeling boneless. 

The release left Kaden trembling once they collapsed onto the mattress gasping for air. She could not believe how much she enjoyed the raw primal nature that had been drawn out of her, and looked forward to it again in the future. She felt Jess turn around in her arms, and capture her lips in a passionate kiss. Tongues danced, caressed, and explored. Small hands unzipped her jeans and began to pull them down. Kaden grabbed the hands, drawing them together up over the blonde's head.

Jess attempted to free herself, but Kaden's grip on her wrists was firm. "I want my turn," she huffed. "I want to feel you --- taste you."

Kaden gazed at the body before her. The fingertips of her free hand ever so slowly glided up Jess' heated flesh from her abdomen to her neck. "Oh you definitely will get your turn." She looked deeply into sea green eyes. "But I'm not done with you yet," she whispered in her ear. "I meant it when I said I'm going to take you for all you've got."

Jess' breath hitched. The statement and the fingers brought her to a new high. Her back arched when a finger brushed across an already erect nipple. A guttural groan spilled forth when the other nipple was consumed by a hot wet mouth. She struggled again with Kaden's grip on her wrists, wanting to grab and feel her lover. Suddenly the mouth was gone from her breast. She watched as the dark beauty pulled the black leather belt from out of the jeans' loops. Her hands were brought down behind her back. The belt was wrapped around her wrists and then looped once between them. It wasn't that tight, but it was secure enough to prevent her from slipping out. The different colored orbs stared at her face, seeking any indication that this wasn't a good idea. Even though she hadn't known Kaden very long, there was something in those eyes that made Jess open to do anything. She felt safe and cherished, and so she had no reason to protest. It was odd lying in a somewhat awkward position with her hands behind her, but it wasn't terribly uncomfortable.

Kaden got up to remove the rest of her clothing. She then crawled back onto the bed between the blonde's legs, kissing and licking her way up the torso to the breasts that she desired to resume suckling on. Her tongue swirled around one areola until she flicked the puckered nipple with the tip of her muscle. Lips then closed around the bud, and began to suckle it between her teeth.

Jess cried out in pleasure, her breathing became erratic once again. The same actions were administered to her second breast causing her to cry out again. She desperately wanted to grab a hold of Kaden. Her hips moved of their own accord, trying to press her center against her lover's abdomen, in response to the delicious sensations on her breasts. 

When Kaden felt she had gotten her temporary fill of the beautifully round mounds, she began to move her way back down. She nibbled the hips, thighs, and wet outer lips, taking her time to explore and pay attention to how Jess' body moved and reacted. Nuzzling the honey curls slowly, she inhaled the salacious sweet scent of her lover's arousal. Her stomach clenched momentarily as she drunk in the intoxicating scent. She believed the taste was going to be her undoing. Rolling the blonde onto her side to alleviate any pressure on her arms tied behind her, she hoisted Jess' one leg up to open her, and began one long slow lick on the length of her slit.

"Oh my god," Jess called out. She thought she was going to climax right there, but she held firm. Appreciative of Kaden holding her leg firmly in place, it was a little odd being splayed so open on her side. That delicious tongue began to work its way between her folds lapping at the wetness that seeped out. Her hips began to rock when her bundle of nerves responded to the swirling and circling of Kaden's tongue. As the tension began to build once again inside her, she called out, "God yes....harder."

Kaden worked that nub over and over with the flat of her tongue as Jess desperately tried to grind herself on Kaden's face. She felt the legs suddenly tense, and an incoherent cry spilled out of her lover's mouth. Not wanting to give Jess a chance to come down from this climax, she suckled the erect little clit between her teeth and held on as she wiggled her head from side to side.

"Jesus Christ!!!" Jess screamed along with a litany of other profanities and confessions. Kaden exploded with her lover. There was no stopping her body's response when she heard the blonde's pleas. Jess gasped for air. Trying to calm her racing heart, she didn't realize the belt had been removed until she found herself straddling Kaden's lap, and a set of hands were massaging her arms. She laid her head on a strong shoulder, enjoying the feel of the naked body in front of her.

Basking in the warmth and energy that still consumed the room, a small smile played up on her lips at how incredible it felt to hold this woman. She drew tender and comforting circles upon Jess' back while leaning against the headboard and inhaled the smell of sex in the room. Soon she felt a pair of lips softly kiss her neck.

Jess couldn't speak. There was nothing she could say. This woman had taken her to heights she thought were only fabricated in stories. She wanted, no, she needed to touch her lover --- to make her feel at least half as wonderful as she did now. She kissed the hollow of Kaden's throat, moving across the clavicle, and felt the muscles quiver underneath. Her tongue emerged to flick at the flesh her lips just met, with just the right amount of pressure to cause the slightest but also satisfying moan to reach her ears. The blonde continued the titillating ministrations up the side of her neck, over the pulse point, and then just behind the ear. "You are amazing," she gently whispered.

Kaden shivered, feeling that warm breath tickling her ear. Instinctively, she grasped Jess' hips, drawing her closer. Her lips were captured as fingers threaded through her raven locks. Deepening the kiss, they thoroughly explored the inside of one another's mouth. Tongues danced and fenced, vying for passionate control as they sought to find a balance where this time neither of them was overpowering the other.

Jess cupped the author's breasts, reveling in the feel and firmness as her thumbs stroked the nipples that stood at attention. She broke from the kiss, and bending down, sealed her lips around the taut, pebbled peak. Nibbling, sucking and rimming one, she then lavished equal attention to the other. A free hand automatically slid down, fingers brushing through short black curls. She felt the legs open, inviting her to continue. Awed at how slick the folds were, she purred, "God you're so wet."

"That's what you do to me," Kaden softly responded. "I've come twice since we started." Kaden brought a hand down between their bodies, tenderly cupping Jess' center. She brushed the tip of her nose along the shell of an ear and said, "Come with me."

Jess bit her bottom lip in thought, pondering how wonderful it would be to climax together. Yes she was tender and rather sensitive after all of the intensity Kaden had administered earlier, but she also couldn't deny how amazing those digits felt inside. Nodding her consent, she kissed Kaden deeply as her own fingers slid into her lover. Recalling how wonderful Kaden made her feel, she was determined to show that she was an attentive and quick study.

Their hips rocked in unison against each other's hands. Kaden knew this release was going to happen very soon as Jess' muscles were already clamping down on her fingers. "More," Kaden requested of her lover, and she groaned when a third finger was added. Jess took advantage of the heel of her hand rubbing against the sensitive button as Kaden bore down on her fingers.




Hidden Beauty



"It feels so good to be inside you and to feel you at the same time in me," Jess confessed in a sultry purr. 

Kaden nipped at the sensitive flesh just below Jess' earlobe. "Harder," she begged as her hips moved faster. When Jess curled her fingers up, mirroring her lover's actions, Kaden called out, "Yes, that's it!", and had to consciously force herself to retain the gentle smooth movements of her own fingers. Their bodies swayed with the rhythm of their hands. 

"Oh god, I'm going to come already," Jess softly announced.

"Almost there," Kaden responded. Her face scrunched with eyes tightly shut in concentration. She bore down hard one more time and they each moaned in response. The climax washed over them and they rode the waves as their bodies trembled against one another. Collapsing onto their sides, they somehow managed to get the covers over them as they gave themselves over to exhaustion. 

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The strawberry-blonde felt the warm smooth body beneath her first as she slowly became conscious of her surroundings. Sea green eyes opened to skin up close to her face. The natural light filtering past the partially open curtain made her wonder what time it was. Jess didn't exactly want to get up. She was very much enjoying the nakedness and the tranquility of just being entwined right here. I wonder if she is awake. A soon as the thought passed, she felt and almost heard Kaden move an arm to the night stand to grab something. Suddenly she caught the wonderful scent of fresh caffeine in the air. Jess calmly lifted her head to find a beautiful smile greeting her. "Hey," she softly said, and was instantly caught in those mesmerizing blue-green orbs. 

"Hey yourself," came the playful reply. Kaden took a drink of the hot liquid, and then offered the tall lidded cup to her lover.

Jess heartily drank a few swallows. "My god that's good," she commented. "Is that an almond latte?"

"Yep, and there's a caramel one over here too," she gestured towards the night stand. "I also got us a couple of breakfast bagel sandwiches. We can heat them up in the microwave if need be."

Jess felt the body shift beneath her, letting her fall between the raven haired woman's legs. The damp heat that touched her abdomen made her pulse quicken. She leaned down; nuzzling the soft skin and feeling the muscles slightly quiver beneath. "You did all this without me stirring? I must say I'm surprised I didn't wake up. What time is it?"

"A little after eight." Kaden enjoyed the sensation of those lips and nose, noticing as they worked their way on her breast closer to the nipple. She set the mug of caffeine down. "I have to be downstairs at ten."

They looked into each other's eyes, and Jess knew what she wanted to do with their time. She brushed across the steadily hardening nipple. Large hands reached out to cup her face, pulling her gently up to meet a set of lips as hungry as her own. Tongues swirled in heated passion. Jess moved so they could have their thighs pressed against each other's center. They felt the other's wetness as hips slowly moved upon hard muscles. Jess braced herself on strong shoulders as she gyrated, her body erupting like an uncontrollable wildfire. Hearing the moans which spilled from Kaden's mouth and watching her back arch as she ground harder made Jess delirious with want. Thumbs grazed her nipples, and she threw her head back in a passionate cry. She maneuvered a hand down between their bodies. Fingers slid between Kaden's folds. She watched the blue-green orbs grow darker as they looked at one another again.

Kaden let out a groan as she bit her bottom lip. Long digits found their goal and penetrated the strawberry blonde deeply. They fell in sync to the slow undulating rhythm of their hips on each other's hands, allowing their bodies to ride the waves of their passion. Kaden pulled her lover down for an unbridled kiss. They moaned into each other's mouths as both sets of fingers began to thrust just a little faster. Kaden arched once again, and breaking from the kiss she cried out her release.

Jess threw her head back, bearing down on the hand one more time as she followed her lover over the edge. She then collapsed on top of her, and felt Kaden roll them onto their side. Arms encircled her in a warm and protective embrace as a leg draped over her hip. She buried her face in the crook of Kaden's neck, inhaling the subtle sweetness of her skin.

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Jess sat on the bed with a towel wrapped around her body after having freshly showered, finishing her breakfast sandwich. With a giddy smile, she watched Kaden in a sport bra and pants, gather the other clothes she needed

"You sure are having a good time over there," Kaden commented as she checked herself in the full length mirror.

"I can't help it that I think you are so hot as Tempest and as yourself. It's like a two for one bonus for me." She popped the last of the sandwich in her mouth. "Thank you so much for the caffeine and food. The sandwich was divine, mmm." She watched the tall super hero saunter towards her and crouch down next to the bed. The smoldering azure blue and forest green eyes made her shiver. In one swift move, she was pulled to the edge of the mattress, jump starting her heart rate. Her legs draped on either side of the raven haired woman. Tentatively, she reached out to brush a thumb over the succulent lips. The digit was suddenly caught between sharp teeth. Jess' breath hitched when the teeth grazed the palm of her hand, and then tenderly bit the flesh at the base of her thumb. She could no longer keep her breathing calm when the towel was yanked off her body. Nipples began to harden from the exposure to the cooler air and the lust-filled gaze upon her flesh. Leather gloved hands softly brushed down her body, leaving a trail of goose bumps. Thumbs played with her sensitive rosy buds, and then were pinched between fingers making her cry out in pleasure. A hot wanton mouth swallowed a pebbled point. Her back arched from the contact, wanting Kaden to take more. She moaned again when the other nipple was given the same attention. A hand then quickly reached up behind her neck, pulling her in for a bruising kiss. When she was released for some air, she felt herself gently pushed back onto the mattress as Kaden's mouth peppered languid kisses down her torso. 

Their eyes locked one more time before Kaden became lost at her center. Kaden teasingly suckled on one lip and then the other. Quickly removing the gloves, she parted the fleshy fold and inhaled. A strong wide tongue slowly licked at the wetness she found. She pushed her tongue in as far as it would go, darting in and out and impulsively she moaned. Large hands held onto the hips that threatened to jerk clear off the bed. The firm, flat tongue moved up, lazily lapping the sensitive bud. 

Jess' hips undulated, attempting to grind herself against Kaden's talented mouth. Moans spilled out of her throat as she gripped the sheets with one hand and Kaden's ebony hair with the other. Her passion climbed higher and higher until she fell over the precipice with a long strangled cry.

Kaden's shuddering response to her lover's release was more intense than she had expected. She laid her face against the honey curls, delighting in the ripples that surged between them. Feeling the shorter woman attempting to get up, Kaden moved, and stood to her full height. 

Jess had made the decision of what she wanted --- what she needed. She sat up, grabbing hold of Kaden's waist and pulling her closer. Unzipping the pants, she pulled them down with the underwear down past Kaden's knees. She inhaled her lover's state of arousal, and nuzzled the short soft black curls. Legs parted slightly in invitation. Jess happily licked the wetness along the inner thighs. Fingers parted swollen lips and her tongue made contact with the slick pearl of her desire. She feasted on Kaden's clit, moaning at how good her lover tasted. 

A large hand took purchase at the back of her head, pulling her in, urging her to take more. Hips swayed against Jess' face in rhythm with the tongue. Kaden felt the hands planted firmly on her rear, preventing her from moving away --- as if she would want to. She looked down to find a pair of emerald green eyes smiling at her. The sight of Jess in such a position made her head swoon. She threw her head back when her clit was pulled in between a set of teeth. "God yes!" Kaden called out. "Suck me harder. Make me come." Suddenly her body went rigid as the climax ripped through her, and she grasped Jess' shoulder to prevent from falling over.

Jess smiled against the firm warm abdomen as she felt the shudders course through her lover. "God I don't think I can get enough of you," she commented softly. The strawberry blonde felt her body gently caressed with soft kisses. While they laid on the bed, she inhaled the familiar scent she adored of her lover that seemed to linger on Kaden's neck and chest. After some time amber eyebrows furrowed when the warm body and sweet scent vanished, but was soon replaced with something that smelled just like her lover. She snuggled into it and sighed contentedly as a blanket was pulled up over her body. Somewhere in the euphoric fog of her mind, she heard the whisper near her ear, "My performance is at two o'clock." Her lips were lightly brushed with a tender kiss.

Kaden looked down at the sleeping form and smiled. She checked the time and wished she could climb back in bed behind her. My god she is delicious. I've got to have her like that more often. She finished re-doing her pants, checked her outfit and hair in the mirror, grabbed the goggles, and quietly left.

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Sea green eyes fluttered open. Looking around, she found that she was alone. The flannel shirt clutched in her hands was the same one Kaden had worn last night. She brought it to her face and inhaled deeply, hugging it closely. The scent of Kaden's body invigorated her, and wrapped around her like a protective cloak. She couldn't think of how else to explain it, but she knew she loved it. Looking at the time, she remembered Kaden said the performance was at two. It was now a few minutes before noon. I have plenty of time to get some lunch. Searching the room for her clothing, she found them folded neatly with a red ribbon tying it all together. What the hell? She picked up the small card on top of her shirt. Thank you for using our laundry cleaning services. Your business is appreciated. She had my clothes cleaned? Well that was nice. At the bottom of the stack she found a short, eight by eleven, white cardboard box. Victoria's Secret was printed in pink lettering along on the top, and her name in black marker at the corner. Opening the package, she was surprised to find two new pairs of silk panties. One was a dark brick red and the other was hunter green. They were similar in style to the one that had been torn from her last night. She bit her bottom lip recalling the events and it made her nether region twitch. Mmm, last night and this morning were something else. I can't believe she has the strength to tear the material like that. God how exhilarating! Maybe I buy stock in Victoria's Secret. She laughed at herself. Absently, her fingertips brushed across the scar. Jess turned to look in the mirror. She traced the scarlet indentation from the temple to her mouth. It's like she doesn't see it. No, she does. She gave this side equal attention as she did the other. She just accepts it as part of who I am just like I accept her eyes. A joyous smile spread across her face. Giddy with delight, she donned the clothing and decided to reheat the latte that had been left for her.

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"Morning Sandra," Jess called out from behind the counter. "How are you doing?" she asked as she keyed open the register.

"Ugh, it's Monday. I guess I'm fine." The twenty year old plopped herself onto a stool. "I've got a paper due tomorrow for my World Civilizations class, and I'm not finding enough material for the references."

"Did you check the library?"

"Of course --- spent the weekend there and read through every book they had." She sighed and pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. "Guess I'll find some articles on the net." She noticed how chipper her boss seemed, and so her eyebrows furrowed in thought. "You seem to be in a particularly good mood. Did you get laid?"

"Sandra?!?!" Jess yelled in exasperation.

"What?! Someone's got to get laid around here, and it might as well be you. Besides, boys and girls don't pay attention to me."

"Well maybe you should expand your horizons from just the geeks and gamers."

"But I am a geek and gamer! It's what I like."

"Okay, I get it. Sorry, I don't know how to help you appeal to them."

"Ehh, it's alright. Maybe the right one just hasn't come along. So how was your weekend?" She suddenly stopped, remembering where Jess said she would be over the weekend. Excitement crossed the young woman's features, and she blurted out, "Wait, you went to that Con. How was it? Who'd you meet? Who did you sleep with?"

"Sandra!" Jess yelled with fists planted firmly at her hips.

"Yeah, yeah, just tell me."

The strawberry blonde couldn't stop smiling as she thought about it. I'll have to keep Kaden's identity as Tempest and author under wraps. "Well the Con was awesome. I got to meet Tempest."

"No way!!"

"Yep, and got her signature. Also got her to agree to come out to the Children's Hospital for a visit."

"That's so awesome! Was she nice about it? Or was she all hoyti-toyti like she's too good or feigns having any time?"

"No, she was really nice. Not much of a talker though. I also went out to dinner with someone I met up with at the Con."

"Yes!! I knew it!! Tell me! Tell me about this date and then go back to how awesome the Con was."

Jess laughed at how excited her employee and comrade was.

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Jess sighed as she watched the All-Stars Chopped Championship on the Food Network this evening. She had just polished off a toasted sandwich, not having realized how hungry she was until after getting home. In the activities of the day, she had forgotten to take time for lunch. Laying back against the couch her eyes began to slowly drift closed as her mind wandered to the past couple of days and a certain raven haired beauty.

The cell phone chimed and vibrated loudly against the coffee table, bringing Jess out of her light slumber. She momentarily had to re-orient herself as to where she was. Grabbing the mobile device, she looked at the screen. The time at the top showed it was 9:34pm. The bottom told her who was calling. She touched the screen to answer. "Hey," she softly said.

"Hey yourself," Kaden responded in a sultry tone. "Did I wake you?"

"No. Well I mean, yeah....sort of. I dozed off watching TV." She ran her fingers through disheveled blonde locks. "I didn't intend to sleep, but I guess my body had different plans."

"I should let you go then so you can rest."

"No! It's quite alright. I normally don't go to bed until midnight or so. Now that I've had this unexpected nap, I'll be awake longer. So what's up?"

"Would you like to go for that ride?" 

The voice dripped with a seduction that made Jess' body shiver. She became giddy at the thought of being on the back of the Harley with the strong body in front of her. Smiling like a giddy teenager, she said, "Yes."

"I will gladly pick you up if I may have your address."

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Within minutes Jess heard the roar of the Harley come to a stop out front. Checking her hair and light touch of make-up one more time in the mirror, she grabbed her brown leather bomber jacket, and headed out the door. Seeing the black clad figure on the bike made her heart thump louder. Black jeans, boots, and biker jacket all looked especially scrumptious on this woman. She watched as the full-face gloss black helmet was pulled off. Jess was captivated by that winning smile, and the blue-green eyes that came with it. "Hey," she casually said as she stepped up to the bike and rider. An arm circled around her waist, pulling her close for an unbridled passionate kiss. Tongues dueled and danced, neither one wanting to submit just yet. When they broke apart for some much needed air, Jess said, "Wow, can I expect that from now on?" 

Kaden slowly leaned forward with a smirk, and gently pressed her lips to Jess' supple ones again. Mouths slightly parted, heartily welcoming her tongue to explore and caress. The kiss was soft and tender, blossoming, and full of desire. When they finally parted, Kaden asked, "Which one do you prefer?"

"Both, of course," responded Jess with a beaming smile.

Raven eyebrows wiggled mischievously. "Grab the helmet and hop on."

They rode into the night, down winding roads just outside of town. Jess loved the feel of the roaring motor between her legs, and the solid body she held onto. Grateful that she wore her jacket, she also found that she could stick her hands inside Kaden's pockets to keep them warm.

When the bike came to a halt inside a sand and gravel parking lot, and the kickstand was set in place, Jess prepared herself to hop off. Kaden quickly reached an arm behind, momentarily ceasing the blonde's actions. Helmets were taken off and gently placed on the ground. "Lock your legs around me," Kaden softly instructed. In two short movements, Jess suddenly found herself spun around to now be in front of the raven haired beauty with the bottom end of the gas tank under her backside. She watched as Kaden unzipped each of their jackets. They slid their hands around each other's bodies where it was so much warmer, bringing them closer. Jess looked around at her surroundings, and asked, "Is this the Katy Trail?"

"Mmm hmm."

"It looks so different."

"It's more peaceful without all of the dog walkers, cyclists, and joggers." Kaden commented as she looked up into the star lit sky. "It's also more beautiful."

Jess took the time to admire the brightness of the stars. "I take it you come out here often?"

"Yes, when I want to think." She leaned over, tenderly placing a kiss on the blonde's pulse point. "Do you heart it?" she whispered.

Jess closed her eyes to listen carefully. The sound was almost dull, yet steady. It reminded her of a washing machine. "Water? The river is nearby."

"Yes, this time of the night is when one can hear it from here."

"This is a beautifully romantic spot," Jess added while she gently pressed her lips to the hollow of Kaden's throat. 

The gesture re-ignited a fire that Kaden felt earlier as she recalled their weekend together. A hand reached up to caress Jess' cheeks, gently drawing her in for an amorous kiss that left the younger woman desiring more. Kaden felt nimble fingers undo the top three buttons on her gray henley shirt. Teeth grazed the newly exposed flesh, making the taller woman tremble. She captured Jess' lips again, probing her tongue deeper while she untucked the blonde's shirt from the pants to feel the heated flesh.

Jess moaned into her lover's mouth when her body was drawn tight against Kaden. A stirring developed quickly between her legs. She remembered how wonderful it felt to have the author touch her so intimately, and now she wanted to experience that again. Taking Kaden's hand in her own, she led it down between their bodies to firmly press against her sex. She moved against the hand as she worked at the button and zipper of Kaden's jeans.

Kaden knew Jess' desires mirrored her own. Her mouth moved down to bestow kisses along Jess' jaw line, and then continued down her neck. She undid the buttons of Jess' shirt, and unclasped the bra. Releasing the supple round breasts, she proceeded to devour one as her free hand now worked on the jeans.




Hidden Beauty



Jess threw her head back in rapture at the sensation of Kaden's hot wet mouth nipping and sucking her nipple. Kaden then reached inside the pants, and through the wet folds. "God yes!" Jess declared vehemently.

"Mmm," Kaden softly moaned against the smooth warm flesh of Jess' breast upon feeling her lover's wetness. 

The blonde's heart beat rapidly vibrating against Kaden's face. "Please," Jess announced through gritted teeth as she bore down on the hand between her legs, to push the fingers inside. She felt the taller woman slightly rise to allow Jess' fingers to penetrate her. Hips and hands moved in tandem to the rhythm of each other's bodies. Jess leaned back onto the gas tank as she held Kaden's head tightly to her bosom, her hand tightly gripping the raven locks. Fingers pumped inside one another --- coaxing and teasing. Clits ground against each other's palms, elevating the women in a frenzied climb of ecstasy. Lips were crushed in a bruising kiss as they drowned out the cries of their climax in each other's mouths. Without moving, they held one another, reveling in the waves of release coursing through them. Jess looked into the beautiful sky, silently whispering in her mind, I'm falling for you, and I don't know how to tell you.

Kaden carefully shifted, slowly extracting her hand from the confines of her lover's jeans. She slowly and lovingly brushed the tip of her nose across Jess' scarred cheek, and then followed it with a tender kiss on the lips. They silently straightened their clothing, dismounting the bike to stretch cramped legs. "Take a little walk with me, and I'll show you the moonlit waters." Kaden offered.

"That sounds wonderful," Jess remarked with a beaming grin. They started down the graveled trail. Kaden wrapped an arm around the shorter woman's shoulder while Jess encircled a solid waist. Around the bend, the sound of the river water grew a little louder.

"Over here," Kaden softly said, taking the smaller hand within her own and leading Jess off the trail just past a few pine trees and bushes. "Watch your step. It's harder to gauge where the rocks and tree roots are in the dark." 

They reached a bench just a few feet away from a drop off, where they sat and gazed upon the shimmering river. It must have been a couple of hundred feet up, but it was so beautiful and peaceful. "Oh it's gorgeous," Jess whispered, not wanting to disrupt the tranquility surrounding them.

"Just like you," Kaden whispered back. She leaned down, lightly kissing the lips before her.

Reflexively, Jess' hands cupped the dark haired woman's face, drawing her in for a kiss that spoke volumes. Tongues swirled in a passionate dance. Jess couldn't stop the moan that escaped her throat. She pulled Kaden against her body as fingers sought the heat of the tall woman's bare skin. She could feel the goose bumps beneath her sensitive fingertips and it excited her that she could cause this reaction. 

As the kiss ended, Kaden moved down to nibble just below an earlobe and rake her teeth against the sensitive flesh of the blonde's neck. Jess threw her head back inviting her lover to explore further. Her stomach clenched as her desire grew once again. Suddenly as her excitement rose, she blurted, "God I love you." Immediately realizing that she said it out loud, she abruptly pulled back, fingers covering her mouth in shock. "I'm sorry. I..."

Kaden gently took the hand at Jess' mouth, and tenderly kissed the palm. "It's okay," she gently commented.

Jess felt foolish none the less. "I just....I....shit," she sighed as she ran fingers through her shaggy locks. Emerald green eyes looked down at their interlocked hands, watching the thumb that gently caressed the back of her hand. She held her breath trying to muster up the courage to share her feelings and prayed that Kaden truly felt the same. "I've been falling for you hard for a while now," she carefully whispered. "There are so many things about you.....like your eyes. I love gazing into them. They tell me what's going on with you --- how you're feeling. I love how the color changes in them. I know it seems too soon...." Her rambling was gently halted by a set of fingers on her lips.

"I've fallen in love with you too, since our first dinner conversation. I've just been too chicken shit to say so."

"Yeah?" Jess asked with a mixture of surprise and relief.

Kaden nodded as she looked out onto the waters again. "From the day I started making deliveries at the shop, I could feel something drawing me towards you. It was easy to hide it behind my sunglasses but I couldn't deny it, though I tried. At first I figured the pull was just because it had been a long time since I'd been intimate with someone, but then when I stumbled upon you in tears that day, I just wanted to hold you and do anything to make it so you didn't hurt anymore." She turned and their eyes locked in a fiery gaze. Neither of them realized they were moving towards one another until their lips met in a kiss that spoke of love and promises.

"Didn't you mention that you lived on this side of town?"

"Mmm hmm," Kaden responded as she nibbled Jess' jaw line.

"Could we go to your place, then?" Jess inquired as she slid her hands under the author's shirt and across her torso.

"Yes," Kaden answered, inhaling sharply. "I'll need to make a quick stop first on the way."

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Jess pulled out a bottle of cranberry-apple juice from the large cooler at the gas station. Moving further along the aisle of the large glass door coolers, she found the carton of half and half Kaden asked her to grab for their morning coffee. She smiled at the thought of waking up to the tall beauty again. From the corner of her eye, she noticed a disheveled young man, fidgeting in front of the chips. One hand was in his jacket pocket, and it was obvious he didn't know what to do with the other hand that continued to pick up a bag of potato chips and then set it back down. Seems he couldn't decide on taking the bag or shoving his hand in his other pocket. Something doesn't feel right. She thought to herself as she walked up to the register.

Kaden stepped out of the restroom and proceeded down the short hall. With her tall stature, she was able to see Jess standing in line from above the food shelves. She saw a young man stand behind her lover, and suddenly the fine hairs on the back of her neck prickled. Not moving, she quickly took in the surroundings. The older gentleman wearing a suit finished purchasing his cigarettes and walked out. Jess was the next person in line. There was a shady looking character standing near the front door, pretending to be interested in the stack of newspapers there but he kept glancing over at the man behind Jess. Kaden quietly moved down the back aisle along the wall so she could circle around and not be in sight of the character by the door. Seeing the other man shift uneasily from foot to foot as he waited behind Jess made her very uneasy.

Jess knew something just wasn't right as she set down her items on the counter. The amount of nervousness emanating from the character behind her came out in waves. She took a deep silent breath as she prepared herself for what may happen. Suddenly an arm quickly came around her neck pulling her tightly against him. His other hand held a gun that he first pointed at the elderly male clerk and then at her head. "Just give me all the cash from the drawer and safe," he demanded. "Try to push the panic button and I'll blow your hand off." His breath smelled of cheap stale beer. Jess calculated how best to handle this situation without her or the clerk getting hurt.

The elderly employee desperately tried to get the money in a bag, but he kept fumbling out of fear.

"Hurry it up!" the man shouted.

"You don't have to do this," Jess carefully said.

"Shut up."

"Why not just walk away while you still have the chance?" she asked.

"Johnny come on! What is taking so long?" the one by the door said. "Someone just pulled up to a pump. Let's go already."

Johnny looked at the clerk sternly. "What about the safe money?" he asked.

"I...I...can't get in it. I don't have the code."

Out of the corner of her eye, Jess caught Kaden in the process of sneaking up behind the character by the door. She knew then what action to take.

"Oh yes you do," he answered. Suddenly a set of hands clasped over his holding the gun, jerking it towards the floor. Reflexively he pulled the trigger, shooting a hole into the counter. He didn't understand how he was hurled over a shoulder and landed on the floor to stare up at the ceiling lights, and then everything abruptly went black for him.

Kaden swung her leg, kneeing the other guy in the ribs before she gripped him by the hair and had his face meet the tiled floor, rendering him unconscious. She sprinted up to Jess. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah. You?"

"Just peachy," she answered with lopsided grin. They both looked at the clerk, who was practically hyperventilating.

"Do you mind if I pay for this now?" Jess inquired sarcastically towards the clerk as they all heard the sounds of sirens pulling up front.

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"Would you like something to drink?" Kaden asked over her shoulder as she walked into her dimly lit kitchen. She placed their purchased items of juice and creamer in the fridge, and then grabbing a tall glass she poured water into it and returned to the living room. The shorter blonde was nowhere in sight. Briefly smirking, the tall woman kicked off her boots and silently padded down the short hall, past the open bathroom door, her study, and into the bedroom where she found Jess. The already naked blonde was in the process of pulling on the royal blue button shirt Kaden had tossed onto the cedar chest that morning. Blue-green eyes scaled her lover's tempting body from head to toe. "That shirt isn't fresh. I had been wearing it since early yesterday."

"It smells like you. That's all that matters at this moment." Jess ran her hands through shaggy blonde locks, and stretched, giving her lover a wonderful view of tantalizing flesh in the open shirt.

Kaden set the glass down on the night stand. She wondered if Jess was shaken up by the incident at the gas station even though she proved to handle herself very well. She watched her lover close the space between them.

Sea green eyes silently conveyed a deep seated need. Deft fingers reached out, popping the button of the black jeans and lowering the zipper. "Would you just hold me?" She proceeded to hook her thumbs inside the waistband of the underwear and pushed both them and the pants down. "I want --- I need to feel all of you on me."

"Sure," Kaden readily responded as she pulled her shirt up and over her head, tossing it to the floor. She watched Jess turn the comforter down and climb in. When the author was ready to join her, she noticed the silent invitation to settle herself between the blonde's legs. Kaden heartily accepted, sliding hands inside the open shirt and laying down. She could feel Jess' soft amber curls press against her abdomen. She looked into sea green eyes, feeling smaller fingers brush through her ebony black hair. "What else can I do for you?" she softly asked.

Jess returned a small smile. "You're doing everything already." She caressed the high cheek bones, and brushed a thumb softly over the full lips. "It was a little weird tonight --- having to use my years of training on someone after so long. I'll be fine --- I just need some time to process and to be near you."

"I'm right here, and I plan on staying here."

"Thank you," Jess responded, and then brought her lover in for a small kiss on the lips. They settled in to sleep with Kaden's head on her chest, and Jess' arms wrapped tightly around strong shoulders. A contented sigh left her lips as she brought one leg up over Kaden's hip to rest on the back of the taller woman's thigh. 

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The wind blew, rustling the autumn leaves that swirled up and around. The lone figure crouched behind a bush silently watching between the branches and foliage the events unfold before her. 

The side door of the black unmarked van opened. Individuals wearing ski masks lead their bound and blindfolded captives --- a man, woman, and two children ---- to the small unlit hunting cabin.

Tempest assessed there were only three kidnappers altogether including the driver. As the wind blew again, she reached out and began to gather it within herself. Without a sound she landed on top of the van. Using her projective hand, she shot out the force of air knocking down two of the kidnappers posted on either side of the family. In the blink of an eye, she rendered the two unconscious. Spinning around, she drove a side kick to the third kidnapper who came at her. As the family silently stood wondering what was happening, she began to untie the rope of who she thought was the father.

Suddenly out of the cabin came several more men with firearms. The familiar sound of metal rang through the air as she unsheathed her sword in a flash. She pushed each of the hostages onto the ground for their safety. In a series of swings and arcs she deflected the array of bullets, and began to advance on them. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a black shadow between the trees. Her sword plunged into two bodies. The fight ensued until.... Pfft! A tranquilizer dart sunk into her neck. Quickly yanking it out, it still wasn't fast enough as the venom started coursing through her. Her vision now blurred and her body becoming paralyzed, she helplessly watched a black shadowed figure fight off the remaining thugs before passing out.

Tempest awoke not understanding where she was. The dimly lit room spun. Momentarily closing her eyes, she realized all too soon that she could not move. Lifting her head was agonizing, but she could see that she wasn't restrained. She was merely lying on a bed in her clothes, minus her boots. From the doorway entered a figure dressed in a shinobi shozoko outfit commonly used by ninjas. Even in the dimness of the room, the emerald green eyes were a striking contrast to the black hooded cowl. She saw the figure hold up a pill and a glass of water. "Who are you?" her voice rasped.

"I hope a friend," the somewhat muffled voice responded.

Tempest distinguished it was a feminine voice. Surprised, she commented, "So you are a Kunoichi ninja?"

The figure nodded.

 "Why am I here?"

"I couldn't just leave you out there. The narcotic in your system is what paralyzed you. It should begin to dissipate and you'll be fine by tomorrow. This pill is to help flush it out of your system."

Tempest's eyes narrowed skeptically, and then she realized that her goggles had not been removed from her face. "The family...."

"Is safe and have been brought to the embassy. They are a royal family from Spain and were going to be ransomed, but they are fine."

"Do you know who I am?"

"You are Tempest. I have watched you for months now. Seems you handle yourself rather well and so I never interfered. I have not pried into your identity, out of respect, just as you do not know me." The female ninja approached very closely, slid her arms under Tempest's shoulders and hoisted her up against the headboard in order to drink.

'She is rather strong to be able to move me.' Tempest thought to herself.

The figure placed the pill in her mouth and then brought the glass of water to her lips.

"This requires me to trust you," Tempest commented before sipping the water.

"Yes it does. But if I wanted to kill you, why would I bring you to my sanctuary and nurse you back to health?"

"Perhaps you intend to use torture."

"That is not my style." The figure silently left the room leaving Tempest to contemplate the situation at hand. She dozed off a couple of times from exhaustion as her body fought to heal.

The figure later returned to the bedroom to check on her charge. Now wearing cotton pajama bottoms and a t-shirt, she sat at the edge of the bed with the tenugui head piece still in place covering her face.

There was something about this woman that made Tempest feel comfortable --- like she's known her forever. In the silence, she knew each of them wanted to know who the other was. "Who are you?" she finally asked again.

The captivating green eyes stared at her, debating on what to do.

"I...I...am willing to show you," Tempest finally said in the hopes that the woman would also reveal herself.

"I have no name except my given," she responded as she slowly reached up and removed the head piece. Shaggy blonde locks fell about her shoulders and face as she bowed her head, still unsure. "My face is scarred," she softly announced.

"Please," Tempest softly requested. Her heart stopped when she witnessed the youthful cherubic face turn up. A jagged scar ran down the left side from temple to jaw, but regardless, the face was beautiful.

"My name is Corinne Jennings, but I prefer CJ."

Tempest's mind raced ---- the face, the name --- she couldn't recall, but there was a familiarity. Somewhere she knew she should know this person. With a deep breath, she said, "Go ahead, remove the goggles; and please release my hair." She felt the hands work on the raven locks first. The fingers were gentle and soothing as they brushed the strands once it was loosened. The eyewear was then carefully removed.

CJ was captivated by the glowing eyes. As she peered deeper into them, she could see the stormy colors which actively swirled within the orbs. Shades of blue, gray and white moved like clouds in the sky. She couldn't help but smile as she finally got to see the infamous hero up close.

"My name is Wynter Goodknight. It's nice to meet you CJ. Thank you... for helping..." Suddenly a flash of memory hit Tempest. {She was fighting off the gang of a very territorial drug lord who had taken to using rape on both men and women for their initiations. In the haze of a fight with a couple of loyal members, a young teenage girl with long strawberry blonde hair was spotted running. One of the men pulled away and roughly grabbed her by the hair, deciding to kill her on the spot so there wouldn't be witnesses. Tempest administered a roundhouse kick to the thug in front of her, knocking him unconscious. With sword in hand, she flipped into the air, landing next to the perpetrator with the girl. In one swift move, she sliced his throat, and his body fell to the floor. She looked at the girl crouching against the crates, holding her face. There was blood running down her hand and neck. Then the girl's eyes widened, "Behind you," she screamed. Tempest turned with sword out, impaling the next thug. The sound of sirens suddenly burst into the area. She looked at the girl one more time, and asked, "Are you okay?" The young blonde nodded. "Thank you for the heads up," Tempest said before she disappeared into the night.}

The stormy eyes looked at CJ with recognition. "The warehouse in 2001...."

"You saved me from becoming a victim to the human drug trafficking of Cortez." CJ finished.

"Your face was injured that day ---- eleven years ago."

"In my struggle to get free, he managed to get me with his knife before you stepped in."

"I wish I had been a second sooner," Tempest sadly commented, blaming herself for the young woman's scarring.

"I'm alive, and was granted the opportunity to find you now. I spent three years searching for you when I returned from my studies in Tokyo. I have watched you work these past few months and stayed in the shadows."




Hidden Beauty



"Why?" Tempest inquired.

"I wasn't needed. I waited silently until one day I would be needed. I owe you my life."

Tempest's eyes closed. She tried to shake off the groggy feeling. She hated not being able to move.

"Sleep for now," CJ cooed. "I will be happy to talk some more when you are better." 

*********************

A small hand reached out to find the space next to her empty. Sea green eyes slowly opened. Moonlight filtered through the darkened room from the partially open curtains. Getting up, she shed the shirt she had put on previously and silently padded into the next room searching for her lover. Two lamps were lit on either side of the artist's spacious drafting table. She could see the raven haired woman lean back in the leather office chair, tossing the capped marker into the rectangular plastic case next to her. "Hey," Jess softly called out.

Kaden turned around, a bright smile gracing her features as her naked lover approached. "Hey yourself," she responded.

"The bed was cold, so I got up wondering where you were," she commented standing next to her. Kaden reached up, taking her by the hips and pulled Jess onto her lap. The blonde snuggled within the warm embrace into Kaden's neck. "Mmm, I love your scent, she commented as she bestowed tender kisses. "You're working on your series. Did you get an inspiration?"

"Yes," Kaden answered while nuzzling the strawberry-blonde locks. "You were my inspiration." They exchanged a loving kiss that began to ignite. 

When they broke apart, Jess asked, "May I see your work?"

Kaden nodded. "I hope you like it." She watched her lover glance through each of the sketches as her lips moved silently to the written words.

"Wow, Tempest is going to have a sidekick?" she inquired softly, not really needing the question to be answered. Looking at the next few frames, green eyes widened. "Umm...is she supposed to look like me?"

"She is you," the woman firmly answered. Jess' amber eyebrows furrowed as she looked into the author's blue-green orbs. "Does...it offend you?" Kaden asked not understanding the look on her lover's face.

"No! I'm just......oh I can't think of the words.....hmm." She looked back at the new character. "I'm flabbergasted and honored that you would want to do this."

"I didn't plan it --- it just happened," Kaden softly commented. "My mind just didn't let me sleep for long. I kept recalling the way you handled yourself at the gas station. It was so ....so....I can't even begin to explain it. I never knew anyone could be so sexy in a fight. And so I just started drawing and piecing together a dialogue."

"Did you really just confess that I'm sexy in a fight?" she inquired with a humorous grin, her eyes twinkling in the light.

"Hell yes."

Jess' grin widened. Nibbling her bottom lip in thought, she tenderly caressed a sculptured cheek. "Hmm, why don't you show me just how hot this idea makes you?" Her lips were suddenly captured in a searing kiss that left her head spinning. She did not realize she had been hoisted up and carried back to the bedroom until she was lightly tossed onto the mattress. Mesmerized at watching Kaden strip out of the boxers and t-shirt, she felt her skin flush with the anticipation.

The raven haired woman slowly crawled towards her inspiration, on hands and knees. Her gaze never wavered from Jess' eyes as she approached like a panther ready to devour its prey. Large hands parted her lover's thighs wide, bringing the knees up. Kaden kneeled up against the back of the blonde's thighs. Leaning over, she reached out to turn on the lamp on the night stand. "I want to see all of you when I make you come," she whispered as she dipped down to brush the tip of her nose along Jess' sensitive neck. 

Jess let out a small moan. Her hands began exploring the body that hovered above. Abruptly her wrists were swiftly halted by a strong hand which brought them together and above her head. The position left Jess completely open and vulnerable, and reminded her of their first night in the hotel. Nipples hardened as she let out a few shuddering nervous breaths. She made an attempt to free her hands but Kaden's grip was strong. 

Kaden's free hand tenderly stroked the length of her body, making the skin prickle and the flesh tremble. 

Jess then saw blue-green orbs darken right before her left nipple was seized. "Oh god," she called out.

The large hand slid down her lover's muscular abs and through her wet folds. She felt Jess' hips push up seeking more of the touch. She moved across the chest to the neglected nipple and admonished it with the same treatment as the first. Teeth grazed across the flesh, nipping and suckling. The sounds Jess made fueled her passion to take her long and hard. 

"Please," the short blonde pleaded.

"Please what," Kaden softly echoed against her skin. She felt the hips thrusting upward, desiring the fingers to bury themselves deeply.

"Fuck me," Jess answered struggling against her restrictions.

"As you wish," Kaden replied as three fingers dove into Jess' center.

"Yes!"

Kaden let go of the wrists, shifted her body for better leverage, and began the long, smooth and firm thrusts. The pad of her thumb circled the bundle of nerves.

Jess pulled her down for a bruising kiss. Tongues dueled for dominance. Blunt nails scratched their way up Kaden's spine. Her hips kept rhythm with Kaden's hand. Within a few more thrusts, she broke from the kiss, screaming her release.

The raven haired woman didn't give her lover a chance to come from off her high as she worked her way down the body. She pushed her tongue through the wetness seeking the erect little nub. She felt the body below her shudder with delight. Her fingers resumed sliding in and out at the same pace as the flicking of her tongue. Jess' muscles began to contract around her digits, alerting her that she was near. When she suckled Jess' clit firmly between her teeth, it sent the young woman over the edge. She licked away every drop of Jess' passion while her fingers slowly moved, building the crescendo for another release.

Jess thought she would go mad from the onslaught on her senses. After another mind shattering release, she clawed at Kaden's shoulders in an effort to bring her lover up so that she can get a reprieve. She gasped for air, her heart raced and her body shuddered. 

Kaden kissed her way up the succulent body that she enjoyed feasting on. Perching her head on a shoulder, she sighed contentedly. Eyes widened in surprise when Kaden suddenly found herself on her back. Wild emerald green eyes bore into her with a promise of unrelenting pleasure. Large hands slid up the thighs and over Jess' hips now straddling her waist. She continued the trek up to the heaving chest, hands splaying across the beautiful full breasts. Palms pressed against the pebbled nipples, and she watched the blonde arch into her.

Jess grabbed the hands that were sweetly torturing her again, and slammed them back onto the mattress. Holding them in place, she adamantly stated, "My turn." She captured the lips that had turned up into a laughing smile. Their tongues swirled and caressed losing themselves in the cavern of one another's mouths. The taste of herself in her lover's mouth made the blonde let out an exquisite moan. Jess raked her fingernails up the inside of Kaden's arms and she could feel the hips press up into her, desiring more. Fingers lightly tugged and twisted hardening nipples. She pulled back from the kiss, knowing where she wanted to be. There was no denying that she needed to feel and taste her lover come in her mouth. The mere thought of it made her head swoon and her own wetness accumulate. Moving down the body, administering kisses and little licks, she settled between the open legs and inhaled. "God I love your scent," she headily stated, thinking that she never wanted to smell anything else ever again.

Kaden smiled, looking down the length of her body, as she waited for the woman she loved to bring her to ecstasy. The wait wasn't long when she felt Jess' mouth nibble and tug on her engorged lips. Her eyes rolled back as a wet tongue emerged, licking her opening and then pushing the muscle deep inside.

Jess was in a euphoric haze with the hot wetness around her mouth and chin. She moaned at how good Kaden tasted. Not being able to contain herself any longer, she closed her lips around her goal. She suckled the slick pearl and moaned happily as Kaden's hips started to rock against her face.

"God yes," Kaden declared as she gripped the sheets within tight knuckles. The crescendo of her release climbed quickly and she soon crashed into the waves of her climax uttering her lover's name. Panting, she wasn't given a moment to come down when she felt fingers slip inside, filling her completely. Her hips rocked again, matching the rhythm of Jess' thrusts. The moment her sensitive bud was pulled between a set of teeth, her world became nothing but that expert tongue firmly flicking her pearl and those fingers pumping hard. Her head was buzzing. Intense heat emanated and radiated from every part of her body, and then she exploded, screaming incoherently.

Jess held still inside this beautiful amazing woman she adored, and laid her head on a thigh. She watched and felt the tremors rush through Kaden's body, and it made her grin from ear to ear. Long fingers tenderly brushed through her strawberry-blonde locks, as if silently asking her to come up. She reluctantly left her favorite place, gently removing her fingers. As she climbed up the firm body, she licked her fingers clean, enjoying every last bit. She looked down into the blue-green orbs with a huge grin.

"I love you," Kaden admonished with a smile.

"Mmm, I love you too," Jess responded, and then kissed her to show just how much.

******************

Jess rubbed again at her tired eyes. She had spent the last two hours pouring over the last board meeting's agenda items. Somehow, after the board shot down her ideas to help boost the children's spirits, they suddenly had a change of heart claiming that additional funding was received and now she could follow through with her proposals. She had reviewed the meeting minutes to recall the various proposals that were discussed by her and Dr. Coulter. Up until now, the veteran doctor and his small band of fellows were the only ones who were behind Jess' ideas.

Something about this sudden change of heart with the board nagged at the back of her mind. She grabbed the funding file from the drawer and perused the list of donations made this month. Curiosity got the better of her, wanting to know how much was donated by what agency or non-profit organization. A few pages into the file, and she found it. An additional fifteen thousand had been donated by the Wolf Foundation. Wolf Foundation? Who are they? Jess silently questioned. Returning to the drawer, she located the file listing all of the hospital's donors. She didn't quite understand, but there was something that plagued the back of her mind. The young blonde thought perhaps knowing of the donor and what they stood for in regards to the hospital, that it might help her in future proposals for changes in how the children were cared for. After finding the foundation name listed and when they began donating, she retrieved the first year's folder. She almost dropped the file when she saw the name listed. K.J. Wolf. "Oh my god," she whispered under her breath.

"Hey Jess, everything okay?" the head nurse for pediatrics questioned when she walked into the office.

"Yeah, sure. I was just trying to find out a little more about who donated the extra money this month and why." She set the folders down on the desk that her and Cindy shared from time to time.

"Oh you mean the Wolf Foundation? Wasn't that wonderful of them?" The older woman commented as she took a seat at the corner of the desk top. Sometimes I wish I could have met the infamous Kenneth James Wolf."

Surprised sea green eyes looked at her. "Kenneth James?"

"Why yes, he started as a donor back in 98. Unfortunately he passed from a heart attack the year before I started here. When was that? Oh yes that was in 2004."

"So who took over afterwards?" Jess nervously inquired, holding her breath at what the answer might be.

"His only daughter has been handling it ever since. She's very secretive though. I think only three of the board members have ever seen her. It's clever that she happens to have the same initials as her late father, so the checks and paperwork are just signed K.J. Wolf. Hmm, I wonder if anyone knows her first name."

Jess was excitedly shocked and giddy over this information. Placing all of the files back where they belonged, she wondered if Kaden would be upset if she now knew another secret of hers.

"Oh my goodness, where is my head?!" Cindy declared. "I originally came in here to tell you that there is someone here to see you. She's dressed in an odd costume, waiting in the lobby."

Jess smiled brightly, and with a quick, "Thanks," she sprinted out.

********************

Tongues danced lovingly without hurry as lips caressed one another. Hands slowly moved along dips and curves. As the kiss ended, a blonde crown snuggled against a warm naked chest. "Mmm, I love you," Jess softly stated.

"I love you too."

"It was so wonderful to have Tempest visiting the kids today. How did you feel about it?"

Kaden wrapped her arms around the younger woman, holding her closer. "I had a great time. Wish I had thought about that years ago. I guess I thought being a donor was the best I could do." Long fingers gently caressed Jess' back causing a pleasant shiver. "Thanks for showing me different."

The smaller woman propped herself up on one arm and peered into the beautiful blue-green orbs she adored. "You're not mad that I found out about the Wolf Foundation, are you?"

Kaden shook her head. "As long as you're not mad that it didn't occur to me to say something before."

"You're amazing, you know that?"

Kaden smiled and pulled the blonde down against her chest. "Let's get some sleep. I feel my creativity brewing and I believe another development for Tempest may come out in my dreams."

"I can hardly wait to find out what it's going to be," Jess commented as she happily drifted off.

**************

The dark figure easily hid within the shadows. Emerald green eyes carefully watched the small band of robbers in the dead end of the alley make a futile attempt at fighting off their attacker. A swift kick to the first one's leg resulted in the snap to his knee cap. An elbow between his eyes knocked him unconscious. The second and third pointed their guns ready to shoot. Bam! Bam! The gunfire went off just as Tempest crouched down. With her hand flat on the asphalt, she drew up the earth's energy. Kablam!! The wave of energy knocked them to the ground. Tempest looked around for the last one. She found him lying in a heap, a couple of hundred feet away, unconscious. Out of the corner of her eye, she spied the shadow. With a smirk, she called out, "I know you're here."

 After a few moments the black garbed figure stepped out from a doorway. Brilliant emerald eyes shone from the tenugui which covered the face. Tempest shook her head. "You don't need to follow me," she casually stated.

The deep forest green eyes silently looked over at the last robber and then back at Tempest. The tall superhero responded, "I would have gotten to him. I don't need your help." The Kunoichi figure took a few steps towards the downed man, turned him over, and grasped the items still clutched in his hand. Holding the two pieces in an open palm, Tempest's breath hitched upon seeing them. "That's the same style dart that I had been poisoned with weeks ago. 

The shorter figure nodded. "Seems an adversary is supplying these to criminals everywhere," she commented. "Let me help, or I will continue to follow you and stay in the shadows."

Tempest chewed over the information. With a sigh, she jerked her head for the shorter woman to follow. They leapt onto the black Harley Davidson and right before they sped off, Tempest said, "I'm not big into changes."

"You'll get used to it," came the reply.

The End



Hidden Bondage



We like to play games. We like to play secret games. We are the only ones who know we are playing the games. The rest of world, the people around us are oblivious to the hidden meanings, the looks, the gestures the illusions.

False bravado, saying things that have double meanings, just enough for a stranger or a friend to look askance and wonder. We love making people wonder. 'Are they for real?' 'Did I just hear that?'

It started when we discovered BDSM and formed a Master/slave relationship. She was instructed to call me Master or Sir, unless around others where it would not be appropriate, like say work, or family. On those occasions she would be good, somewhat.

We fell into our roles with me becoming aggressive and dominant and her submissive. There were many occasions where we would be out in public, like say waiting in line to purchase something and I would grab the back of her neck, clamp down with my strong fingers and grip her. 

My other hand would grasp one or both of her wrists as she would shove them behind her back for me to pin. She would be helpless then, in my power.

Then I would move my face through her hair placing my mouth right next to her ear. She could feel my breath on her. I would growl to her. I would tell her all the nasty things I would do to her, whispering just loud enough that only she could hear me in the crowded line, while mothers and children and other people would be unaware of the nasty deeds I was telling my naughty little girl I was going to do to her!

She would groan and push her hips back into my body, her ass rubbing into my hardening crotch. The person in line would turn around and look at us for a moment then would turn back around. We loved it!

When we had friends over I would ask her to do something. My Master voice would escape from me, and she would immediately comply with a "Yes sir!" Our friends thought it was cute. She and I would exchange knowing glances.

We played with spanking and punishments. Soon words would escape her when in front of her family. "I have to get this done otherwise he'll spank me!" she would say.

Her mother would laugh with her as I would join in and threaten to beat her while laughing with them.

"He is always abusing me," she would mutter to her mother.

"Damn straight I do," I would respond. "It's the only way to keep her in line!"

Her family would laugh with us and agree. Little did they know. We knew of course!

A few people knew our true relationship; best friends were exposed to the fact after a lot of hints had passed. I even had slave expose herself to my best friend to show him that indeed Master had commanded her to get her nipples pierced. He was blown away. She was turned on.

Her friends that knew were not so surprised. They too had had Dom/sub relationships before and thought her to be a perfectly natural sub. They were a bit jealous that she had wound up with me, but that's another story!

We discussed collars. At one point I was all set to purchase a very nice, expensive collar for her, but the reality is that we both work in conservative jobs and can't go flaunting our relationship to everyone. I guess that's why we love doing it surreptitiously. I decided that I would give her necklaces instead that she could treat as a collar. The true hidden meaning again would be only between us. We had built up our own world. A world of two, with no admittance for anyone else.

The next progression was at her suggestion. Doing a presentation on human trafficking, she asked me to place a rope corset on her, to play with the ideas of slavery and human trafficking. My dick hardened as I readily agreed. She would make an allusion to the people who had the power to play at these roles of Master/slave, while presenting a world where others do not have that choice. Standing in front of the class she ignored the fact that she was in bondage as she gave her presentation.

Afterwards many of people commented on her lovely little design. She just grinned and smiled and thanked them for the compliments. To her she was in her Master's bondage and would remain until he untied her. It was her next step in public secrecy. 

I untied her that evening and we made hot love. I pinned her wrists to the bed as I slowly pushed my hard cock into her. She was wet and willing. A wanton whore for her Master. A dirty little bitch. Soon the thrusting became rough and fast, almost furious as we both climaxed.

We started to think about what else we could get away with in public. The next weekend I tied her breasts into a rope bra, a strappado. It was snug and tight and she moaned with pleasure as her breasts now jutted out. Her nipples were hard and sensitive as I tweaked them lightly. She licked her lips and was ready for me to take her.

"No, no, no," I said. "You keep that on for today and perhaps I will take you tonight!"

She just nodded and said, "Yes Master."

We went out. First we went to the farmers market, then regular grocery shopping. She wore a dark shirt so that the ropes did not show, however her breast jutted out far more than when she wore a support bra. Others noticed that!

One man ran into a pole as he had kept his eyes on her as we passed on the street. She giggled from that. I smiled. On occasion I would come up behind her and growl into her ear. I told her all the dirty things I would do to her, my little slave when the day was over. I told her I was pleased, that was a part of her daily mantra that she would chant. 'Master's pleasure, was her pleasure'.

When we got home, I stripped her and untied her breasts. We made animal love that night, her tits a bit sore from the rope, but oh so tender.

Everywhere we went, she would bring her arms back behind her, tempting me to grasp them and hold them as we walked around. It was our 'hand in hand' walk. It was a little different from others but to us, it felt right. We would never get odd looks from that. It seemed normal to others. To us, it was Master assuming control over his slave in public. No one knew it but us, and we felt it every time.

I looked and searched all over for some special jewelry. No one seemed to have it. I finally contacted someone who could make what I had in mind. I kept this a secret from her until I could present it to her. Meanwhile we continued with our games.

One evening we went out to see friends. I wrapped her torso in a netweave body harness of rope (karada for those of you that know shibari rope work). It wrapped around her breasts, her stomach and her crotch. Winding in her butt crack and around her back to over her shoulders where the ends were tied off. Every move she made, the ropes would cinch and rub against her. She had freedom of her limbs but a constant reminder of her bondage. 

Her friends kept asking her if she was okay as she would zone out every so often. I told them that she was maybe coming down with a cold and to not worry. I would hug her and whisper a little naughty thought, she would smile and groan and then try to come back to the conversation as we drank our cocktails.

That evening I took her with the rope still on her. Our flesh rubbed against the hemp weave as it separated our two bodies from each other. We were joined in two places, her pussy and her mouth.

A package arrived a few months later. She was very interested in it and I told her it was a present for her. It was a surprise and I told her she would get to unwrap it the next occasion we were going out in public. She quickly made plans for that Friday. We were going to a dance performance downtown with dinner afterwards.

That evening she showered and dressed and kept waiting for me to present her with her present. "Any rope?" she queried. I shook my head in the negative. 

"Not tonight my naughty little girl."

She blushed. I could still make her do that.

Finally all dressed in a nice dark dress and heels, I presented her with her gift wrapped box.

She sat down and opened it. Inside were two sliver bracelets.

"Nice," she said a little disappointed.

I smiled and helped her put them on. They were a snug fit.

I pointed out a small hairline fracture in each bracelet.

"You see these?" I asked. She nodded.

"These are clips built into the bracelets."

I took her arms behind her back and then I pushed the bracelets that were on her wrists against each other where the hairline was. They gave way and a little click that reverberated through her body locked the two bracelets together. She was now cuffed. She tested the cuffs but because of the angle of her hands to her wrists, she could not grasp the bracelets to undo the clasp. I had designed the cuffs well.

"You can only be released when I choose, slave!"

She smiled with a hungry look as I pulled her up to her feet.

"To everyone else in public, if you compose yourself, they will just think that you are walking around with your hands clasped behind your back. They will think nothing of it if you do not draw attention to yourself!"

"I can also cuff you with your hands in front. No one will be the wiser!"

She smiled and stood on her tip toes to reach my lips and kiss me.

"Thank you Master!" she said. "You know just what I wanted!"

I smiled.

Her face frowned. "Oh I put lipstick on you...you'll have to wipe it off yourself seeing as I...can't!"

I smiled back at her and headed to the mirror to clean my lips off. She stood patiently, ready for our night out. I grabbed her shoulder and lead her out the door to another interesting and exciting night!

The bracelets are a success and I have a very hard time getting her to take them off! She wants to keep them on all the time, just in case I am in the mood to capture my little slave. Who am I to argue?



Hidden Cam: Using My New Bride



When we arrived at our bed-and-breakfast the morning after our wedding we threw our bags on the floor in the entry, climbed the narrow staircase and collapsed on the bed. It was thick and soft, and fairly soon we were both asleep. 

I awoke a few hours later while my wife was still asleep. She is a deep sleeper, and I usually wake long before her. I was hungry, thinking it was about midday, but looking at my new wife made me hungry for something else. Her elasticized cotton shorts nicely outlined the globes of her arse, and the lower cheeks of her smooth arse were visible under the shorts, curving down into the darkness of her crotch. Her t-shirt had ridden up somewhat so that her lower back was exposed, raising and lowering gently with her deep sleepy breaths. 

I crept downstairs, had a drink of water and a few bites from an apple, and began to unpack one of our bags. In the very top of the bag was the video camera we had used to tape our reception. I switched it on, rewound a bit, and watched my beautiful bride and I doing our bridal waltz. She was so happy, radiant in the romance of 'her big night' and all the friends and family looking on. Everything about her was elegant -- her hair, her makeup, her dress. This beautiful girl was all mine now, and her sweet smelling pussy was only a few meters away, waiting for me under those shorts. I decided I needed this film to be a complete document of this girl of mine. I needed it to demonstrate her beauty and her sensuality, her glowing elegance and her wet needy pussy. 

I forwarded the film to the end and took the camera upstairs with me. I placed it under a pile of clothes we had discarded on a chair at the end of the bed, and left it recording with only the lens visible under an overhanging fold. Leaving it there I crossed to the bed and sat down by my wife. 

She was still lying on her stomach with her legs spread at a gentle angle. I began to stroke her hair, checking the depth of her sleep. She mumbled something incoherently, but made no other response. I placed my other hand between her legs and gently massaged the outside of her shorts. The cloth moved with my fingers, rubbing against the soft cotton on her white panties. Under that I could feel the texture of her black pubic hair and the curves of her pussy lips. She murmured something again and shifted her arms, but remained asleep. I decided to risk pulling her shorts and panties right off. I knew it wasn't really a risk -- if she woke up I would just have my way with her anyway -- but I wanted her to stay asleep. 

I hooked my fingers under the elastic on both sides of her hips and slid both panties and shorts over her arse in one firm but smooth motion. Amazingly, she didn't even stir. I managed to get them to the bottom of her ankles and slipped each foot out in turn. Now I was able to see the pussy that I could do with as I pleased. This pussy was mine for the rest of my life, ready to satisfy my every desire. It appeared ready as I looked at it, its lips slightly flushed and puffy. I also admired the trail of black hair that led across her perineum to surround her pink, clasped arse-hole. This arse hole, too, was all mine. I began to imagine all the ways I would use it over the years to come. I bent closer to inspect my property, inhaling a deep break from her pussy up to her arse. When my nostrils were full of her flavor I gently blew from her arse to her pussy, making her fine black hairs tremor in the breeze. My wife let out a short "mmm"and turned her head. Her eyes were still closed. I was pleased to see that her legs and arms were covered in goose pimples. 

Standing up, I took the camera from its hidden place and brought it between her legs. I took a long close-up shot of her pussy lips, ensuring the focus was nice and sharp. Then I focused in on the aperture of her arse hole. I reached my hand around the camera and gently touched her puckered purple hole with my small finger. It flinched like a small animal, closing in on itself to make a nice display for the camera. I imagined how happy I would be when we were old and gray to have this recording of my sweet little whore in the prime of her youth. Focusing back on her pussy I parted her lips with two fingers, revealing a sticky web of lubrication whitening her deep pink softness. Her aroma drifted upwards, making me want to lick her pussy clean right then and there, tongue buried in her cunt and nose digging into her sweet anus. 

I replaced the camera under the clothes and returned to the bed. I decided it was time for my new wife to put on a show for posterity. With deliberate strokes I ran the palms of my hands over her arse cheeks, down the cleft of her arse-crack, and between her legs. I moved in long slow circles, occasionally darting a hand between her legs so that the fingers brushed up to the top of my bride's pubic mound. 

"Baby?" I whispered. "Mmmmm?" she moaned, "That feels nice sweetheart." 

"Good. I couldn't resist inspecting my new pussy. You can stay asleep while I do that if you want to." 

"Mmmm... no... I had better give you a guided tour". 

"No, I think you had better lay right there and be a good bride. Just spread you legs for your husband and show him you hungry pussy." 

"Mmmm... it is a hungry little pussy. Now that it belongs to you, you had better look after it. You'd better feed it pretty soon." 

"I think I can manage that..." I said. I pulled her down the bed, pulling her knees to the floor so that her arse and pussy presented themselves to the camera for a full view. "Ohhh, you know what you want, don't you." 

"Take off you shirt and bra, then put your hands between your legs to hold the pussy open for me." While she did that I ran downstairs and grabbed a banana from the bowl of complimentary fruit. It was time to feed my wife's pussy. 

"Now, hold that pussy open while I feed it." 

"Okay. Is the pussy wet?" 

"It is ... It's got a real appetite." 

Checking that my wife's arse was pointing straight at the camera lens, I inserted the banana into my wife's wet cunt and began fucking it in and out. Delicious slurping sounds emanated from her pussy, like it was trying to lick the banana back in each time I pulled it out. 

"Do you like bananas, pussy?" I asked. 

"Mmmm ... I do. But I'm hungry for something else." 

"I think I know what might satisfy you" I removed the banana, coated in slick cunt lubrication. I inserted a finger in my wife's cunt to coat it as well, then used it to line the outside of her tight arse hole. 

"Ohhh ... I think the pussy might feel neglected," my wife said, somewhat anxiously. 

"But I don't want this arse that I have just acquired to feel left out. It is beautiful too, and I can see it wants some attention". I placed the banana at the rim of her anus, and gently pressed it down. We had had anal sex before, so her arse was used to being stretched. 

"I think this arse needs to relax and take its medicine," I told my wife. Her arsehole pushed outwards, spiraling open to reveal its fleshy pink interior. The banana slid smoothly through this sphincter, burying its nose in the entry of my bride's anus. Pushing a little more sent the first half of the banana into her arse, leaving the rest curling out like a think yellow tail. 

"Yum ... That looks delicious. What a nutritious snack!" I said, standing back to take in the view and to allow the camera a full view. "Lets see that arse do a little dance-for-joy". My wife wiggled her buttocks and rotated them in small circles. The banana wagged out of her arse-hole, and slowly began to edge its way out. I held a finger over it to hold it in. 

"You've been a good little cunt, and I'm going to reward you." I told my wife, "Get up on the bed on all fours. I held the banana in her anus while my wife climbed back on the bed. Checking that the camera still had a good view, I looked between my wife's legs and saw her little titties swaying gently as they drooped towards the bed. I climbed onto the bed, turning the opposite way of my wife, edging my hips towards her face and my face close to her knees. 

"Now pussy, open those pussy lips and suck my cock" I said (thats how she likes me to talk about her mouth). She placed her hand over my hips so that my crotch was beneath her, and began to hunt in my boxer shorts for my cock. I ducked my head between her legs into a '69' position. Her hand on my stiff cock felt fantastic, but I lurched involuntarily when she placed her lips over its head. 

I reached my hand behind her arse to take hold of the banana, still wedged in her anus. I began to pump it in and out, and raised my head to smell her fully aroused pussy. It was wonderful ... a thick rich aroma and moisture was beading on the edges of her lips, ready to fall in thick drops. I ran my tongue between her pussy lips to lap up as much moisture as I could, then continued the stroke of my tongue to her engorged clitoris. When I began to lap her clitoris I knew she was excited. She began to hump her pussy into my face, grinding her clitoris against my tongue. I increased the pace of the banana until she ceased to suck my cock, gasped and arched her back in an orgasm. She always orgasms quickly with something fucking her arse. She collapsed onto my face, surrounding my senses with her pussy. I popped the banana from her arse and let it fall to the floor. 

I rolled her off me and climbed onto her buttocks. She was limp and exhausted. I spread her legs, and placed my legs still further outside hers so that I was not in the way of the camera. I aimed my cock at her still-open anus, nudging just the head in at first. She groaned in a pleasant way. I bore down on her, putting the weight of my hands on her back. I buried my cock deep in her anus and began pumping in and out. The narrow tube of her arse clung to my cock like a well-fitting condom, wrapping it and holding it. 

"Oh ... you sweet little cunt. You're my slut forever". Her saliva had lubricated it well, and after only a few seconds I filled her arse with cum. 

I collapsed on her back for a few minutes. She lay entirely inert, eyes closed, still exhausted. Soon, she was breathing slowly and steadily, asleep again. Finally I pulled my cock from her arse and stood up. What a great way to break in my new bride -- a delicious arse-fuck.

I took the camera from its hiding place and took a close-up shot of her exhausted and well-used pussy. It's lips flayed open and her hair caked in lubricant. Then I took a long shot of her arse hole, now loose and defeated. It released a long slow trail of cum, dripping downwards to get caught in her pussy hair. 

I stopped the recording and crept downstairs to tidy myself up. Placing the camera back in my bag I couldn't help smiling to myself. This was the first day of the rest of my life with my beautiful bride.



Hidden Camera



As I previously wrote I had arranged for my wife to get a massage and taped it and it turned into a wild sexual scene between her and the masseuse. The more I thought of it the more I liked the idea of a hidden camera in our bedroom. I searched on line and finally found a wireless hidden color camera with sound in a nice desk clock and purchased it. After I received it I set it up on my dresser and spent a considerable amount of time getting it adjusted to give me the best line of site and then I hooked it up to be received by the VCR in my home office.

I proceeded to play with it and videoed my wife and I numerous times making love, but nothing to write home about. Last week, my wife climbed into the shower with me and proceeded to get very frisky. By the time we got out of the shower my dick was harder than blue steel and I was ready to jump her bones. She pushed me away and told me to get dry and go sit in the big arm chair we have in our sitting area of the master bedroom. She grabbed my now half mast member and started licking it like a lollypop to bring it back to full mast. Once I was rock hard again, she put just the head of my dick in her mouth and began to swirl her tongue around and around the glans. Then she slowly slid my cock into the back of her mouth. She then proceeded to slide up and down on my johnson while she held it at the base. It wasn't long before I exploded into her mouth. It was a load reminiscent of my younger day. As it ran out the corners of her mouth, she suddenly sat up and planted a big wet kiss right on my mouth. We kissed deeply for a couple of minutes and then I spun her around on the chair and started at her left ankle with small little kisses and lite bites. Suddenly my cell rang. I tried to ignore it, but it was my business calling and finally we gave up. I felt bad that she was left hanging and suggested to her that she get out her rabbit and finish the job after I left for work. Our kids were all at summer youth camp and she would have the morning to herself. Then it hit me-the camera-so before leaving I ran into my office and quickly set the timer, kissed her goodbye and I was out the door. 

Our hectic lifestyle caused it to be almost a week before I could rewind and watch the camera and this is what I saw.

My wife walked over to our bed with a bottle of lube, her rabbit and a smaller regular vibrator, she stripped down and laid upon the bed. She grabbed the remote and turned on the DVD to one of her favorite adult vids After a couple of minutes her hand started caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples. She bent her head down and stuck her tongue out and licked around her nipple and then put as much of her nipple in her mouth as her 38 B tits would allow. This was a first for me-to see her attempting to suck her own tits, and I can't tell you how much a of a turn on it was. Then her hand slid down to her honey pot and she slowly slid her fingers up and down her slit, being careful to avoid her tender clitoris. She grabbed the rabbit and put it into her mouth to lube it up good and then started to fuck herself with it. After a couple of minutes of outright slamming herself with her rabbit, she pulled it out and turned it on and started to tease her opening with the gyrating head. Finally, she slid it in and brought the rabbit ears up to her clit. I have never heard her moan as loud as she was right then. Every time she got close to orgasm, she would pull the rabbit away from her clit and let herself calm down.

It was what she did next that almost had me coming in my pants. She took the smaller regular vibrator, slid a condom on it and then lubed it up. She turned slightly on her right side and began to probe her anal canal why keeping the rabbit going. After 4 or 5 thrusts in her ass, the vibrator was buried to the hilt. She reached down and began to really work that rabbit in and out, making sure she gave her clit plenty of attention. I could tell she was getting close as her moans and breathing became much more pronounced. Suddenly she started to convulse in orgasm and then she did something that I had never seen happen in our 25+ years-she squirted. Over the next 5-10 minutes she brought herself to 3 more orgasms, before she finally allowed things to calm down. She lounged quietly for a few moments before she got up and changed the sheets. I have tried without success to create the same situation where I might get to watch my goddess of a wife once again pleasure herself.



Hidden Camera



It was a long night of delivering pizza and I was tired. My knee was killing me from running up and down the dorm stairs all night, and I think I sweated through my shirt. I lived in the converted basement of my parent's house so that I could go to college. It helped a lot.

My dad worked for the military and my mom worked for a lawyer's office. I always thought she looked great in her power suits with her mid-length hair that was strawberry blonde and silky smooth. My mother's chest was a good size too. It wasn't too large, but not that small either. She had the ass of a twenty-year-old that looked like a heart.

My sister who was just a year and a half younger then I was lived in the dorms at NYU, so she was never home much. She received a full ride while I was stuck at the community college. She never had a boyfriend, but she always had a good time with the boys. She had the same color hair as my mom, and because she was a dancer she had the body of a goddess. I always loved her milky-white porcelain skin.

My dad worked a lot. He's an officer in the US Air Force, which means he works long hours and is always traveling so just my mom and me mostly. I loved him for serving. It was a job I could never do though. The air force has a height and weight requirement. I didn't make the weight. That was okay though. I was happy with who I was.

When I arrived home that night, I found the place dark. It wasn't that uncommon, but I was hoping that my mom was home so I could talk to her. Oh well, I thought, what could I do?

I entered the house and passed through the kitchen. When I got to my stairway door, I noticed it was open. That's odd, I thought, I never leave the door open. I walked down stairs slowly and quietly. Maybe my mom left it open after putting in some laundry, I thought to myself. I was almost to the bottom of the stairs when I could see that my TV was on, and the light coming off of it was illuminating someone.

My thoughts started to race. What did I leave in the DVD player? I love to masturbate, even though I have a girlfriend. There was something about it that really turned me on, watching porn and stroking my hard cock. I loved it.

Then my thoughts took a turn for the worst. I had been secretly recording my mom, and sometimes my sister when she was home. I had a hidden camera in their bedrooms. I slowly edged into the room to see my mother watching my worst nightmare! I could see the back of her head over the recliner, and I could see the image on the screen. It was of my mother in her room, changing into an Alice costume for Halloween.

I was scared because I knew what was coming next; I had masturbated to it like a dozen times. My mom in all her glory, dressed in an Alice in Wonderland costume was about to suck my father off. She was about to take a load of his cum down her throat like a pro. I had never seen someone suck cock like my mom. I had asked my girlfriend to suck me off, but Crystal always said no. She never wanted to. She would only suck my cock a little to get me hard, and then use her large tits to tit fuck me, or just fuck me. She never let me fuck her ass either. She said I was just too big.

We were coming to the part where my heart almost stopped. On the television my mom was sucking my father's cock like there was no tomorrow. She was using her hand to stroke his cock and another hand to rub her pussy with a fury. Her costume was pulled up around her waist and her hand was rubbing so fast on her pussy that I could almost see her shaking with her orgasm. Her white knee-highs were in full view of the camera.

I have to admit watching my mom, watching herself cumming on the screen sure made me horny in an instant. I couldn't help but reach down and feel my rock-hard cock pressing against my pants. I could feel the dome of my cock pressing, no, straining to be set free from its constraints.

I slowly unzipped my Dockers, and eased my throbbing member out. I was so damn hard; I thought I was going to shoot a load of cum right on my floor. I started to stroke my cock. I went slowly at first, just rubbing the base and working my way to the tip. My fingers would come up and over the soft spongy head of my cock, sending shockwaves over my body. Then I began to pick up the pace a little bit. I could feel the wetness start to form at the tip of my pulsating cock. Every time I rubbed the underside of my cock, just under the tip, I felt ready to cum. It was amazing.

I really wanted to see more of what my mom was doing, so I placed my cock back in my pants and started to sneak into the room more. I noticed my heart thumping and my breaths increased. I was even starting to sweat. I thought it was so loud that I could hear it over the television. I thought it was going to give me away. Then I moved closer, and again I thought I made too much noise. What was I going to do? I thought, how could I get into that room? My cock was on fire, and I really wanted to see what my mother was doing in there. I needed to see her. I moved again. This time it felt like ten minutes before I took a step, but I did.

I could see my mom's feet up on the table; her stockings were still on from work. They made her legs look like satin to me. The silk caught the light from the television and made a little outline of them. I could see her toes pointing and flexing in her stockings as I moved closer, I could see her legs. They were long and seemed to go on forever. The calf muscles were tightening and relaxing under the material. This helped to get me even harder.

As I moved around the chair, I could see more. I didn't think she could see me, so I was a little bolder then normal. I think the hormones were thinking for me at this point though. My mom's legs were spread apart, making an opening for what I could only imagine was her hand rubbing herself. I couldn't believe that my own mother was in my basement apartment pleasing herself, and I was watching it all! This must have been a dream.

My heart was racing even more now. I could really feel the strain of my cock as the moment took me. I wanted to just run in and fuck her so badly, but I couldn't. Something inside me made me think about what I was doing. I needed to get out of this room and the house before I was caught. I would be disowned.

I started to back away when I was completely caught by surprise. I heard something. At first I wasn't sure what I heard. I froze in my spot. It felt like my legs just landed in quick-drying cement. Could I move now, even if I wanted to? Holy Shit, how did this happen to me?

Then it happened again. I heard it this time, didn't I? It was a moan. I heard it again and again. I realized that my mother was about to cum on my recliner, and I just had to watch. I stopped moving for the door, and now I was moving back for the chair. I wanted to watch my mother orgasm in front of me.

Think; Think, I thought, how could I pull off getting my mother to become my personal sex toy? I had to think fast. I did just that. It hit me! I had an idea of a lifetime but I had to act now to pull it off. I reached into my pocket and found it. I quietly pulled my cell phone out and raised it to get a view of my mother. I had it. Then I pushed the magic button on my phone and had her forever! I was now recording my mother masturbate. What a site. I loved it. I needed it, and now I had it.

I heard her moans getting louder and stronger. I knew because I had seen it many times before that, she was going to cum any second. I wasn't sure when I started to rub my cock. I never even took it out of my pants, but I was rubbing it nonetheless. Then, in the moment my mother's moans became those of an orgasm, I began to cum myself right in my pants. I held the camera steady with all my might. I was so excited that I came over and over again in my own pants. I could feel the hot cum as it flooded my pants, and I was overwhelmed with the feeling of complete satisfaction.

I finally stepped around the corner to see my mother, with a big dildo, cumming all over my chair. Her eyes were tightly shut, and I don't think she ever really saw me. She was to busy cumming. Her skirt was pulled up, and her stockings were in full view. She was wearing a garter belt that kept them in place. She was still in her suit that she wore to work this morning.

I quickly put away the phone, and tried to speak to her for the first time that night, but nothing came out. The words were all there, but no sound would resonate from my throat. I just couldn't speak.

My mom finished cumming, and then slowly allowed the dildo to slide out of her pussy. I could see cum catching the light as she removed the massive dildo. The long piece of plastic was a good eight inches and nice and thick. Her pussy made a sucking sound as the dildo slowly eased out. I was starting to feel my cock swell again. The cold sticky cum in my pants was starting to feel uncomfortable.

I could see my mom's eyes starting to loosen up and I knew it was only a matter of seconds before she saw me standing there. I think I was okay with that though. I stood there with everything in my hands just like I walked down the stairs. My pants had a giant cum stain in them and I wanted to get out of them. That's when it happened. My mom finally opened her eyes.

At first she didn't say anything. Maybe she thought it was a dream? Maybe she thought she was still in her fantasy state. The room was dark, with only the light from the television to see by. I was motionless. I just stood there watching my mother with a giant rubber cock covered in cum.

"Hi mom," I was finally able to whisper, "I see you found my DVD." I think it was more of an icebreaker then anything. I wasn't sure if she was going to kill me, or if she was going to be embarrassed.

She didn't say a word. She slid her shaky feet down from my coffee table and walked out of the room. Her skirt was still around her waist and her giant dildo was on the carpet. The tape was still playing.

I walked over to the recliner and removed my pants. My cock sprang to life on it's own. I was ready to jerk off to the site of my own mother, and I'm sure that I will be jerking off to this memory for a long time.

I sat down completely naked now. My hard cock reached up to about my belly button; the tip was nice and purple. I started to watch the tape. There was a new scene on the screen by now; it was of my mother undressing after work. She was taking off her blouse. I loved this scene because my mother was walking around with her tits out in nothing but stockings. I loved to watch her undress at night because she was so sensual.

I started to stroke my cock nice and slow. It was already aching to be relieved. I then let my hand ride up over the tip and back down to the base again. I slowly stroked my long hard shaft. I was gripping and pulling and working up momentum. The tip of my cock was turning purple from all the excitement.

I was thinking about my mom when I noticed the cum covered dildo on the carpet. I picked it up and placed it next to my cock. I was about the same. I never really thought of my cock as large, but it must have been. This dildo was huge in my hands and I could smell my mother on it. It was a great smell that drove me insane.

Dropping the dildo, I went back to stroking my throbbing cock. I could feel the hot blood pumping through my penis. I began to stroke faster and squeeze harder on my cock. I closed my eyes and started to think about my mom and her masturbation act that was put on right in front of my eyes. She was amazing with her stocking and beautiful pussy swallowing that long, hard dildo. I loved watching her fuck herself, and wished that it could have my cock inside her. I loved the way her pussy made a sucking sound as she pulled the giant dildo out of her freshly fucked pussy. I loved that she was so horny that she was masturbating. She must be so horny if she came down into my room to masturbate. I wonder if my dad wasn't doing his job.

At that moment I was stroking so hard that I could feel it happening, like little shocks of electricity firing from my toes to my cock. I could start to feel the muscles flexing and tightening up. I was going to blow my load all over my hand. I wanted to cum like never before and this was about to do it.

The first shot was so violent that it hit me in the chest. I didn't stop there. I shot again and again, cumming all over my head and my stomach. Then I collapsed into my favorite chair and soundly went to sleep.



Hidden Camera



It all started when we were going to stay at someone's house for a long weekend; the people who owned the house were going to be away for the whole time. My wife asked if she could invite another family to stay as there was plenty of room and our kids and theirs got on well, I agreed and it was all arranged but a couple of days before we were due to go the husband had to stay home and work.

This is when I thought this could be a time to try out the spy pen camera I bought a short time ago. Kim my wife's friend is slim and quite a looker and even though hers breasts are only about a b cup I have often tried to sneak a look at them when ever I got the chance.

We arrived at the house ahead of the other family which gave me a chance to sort out and set the camera up, the whole time my heart was racing partly with fear of getting caught and also of getting to see her naked for the first time.

They arrived and were shown around the house and we just relaxed and had dinner.

After dinner the kids were put to bed and the three adults sat around watching Tv, Kim asked if she could have a shower before bed and I said yes but could I brush my teeth before hand, this was only so I could go and start the camera filming. I then went in afterwards and removed the camera thinking that the kids might find it.

The next time she went to have a shower I hid the camera in another place because I was unable to view what had been filmed till I got home and thought two different angles was better that one.

When we got home and I had a chance to look at the video both angles were great and I got to see Kim's hot body in all it's glory, her breasts were nice and firm with very little sag even after two kids and nice stiff nipples. Her ass was amazing, I couldn't see a lot of her pussy as she only trimmed her pubic hair but I could just make out the shape of her lips. As she finished getting dry she ran her hands under both breasts at the same time and then gave her nipples a quick pinch, I thought this is almost like it was if she knew she was been watched. 

I few weeks afterwards Kim turned up and our place, I said I was the only one home and she said that she wanted to talk to me about something and could she come in.

It wasn't until she was inside and started to talk about the weekend away that I was getting worried, then she asked if I had filmed her having a shower, I tried to say no but I could feel my face burning as it went red, she knew I had and told me if I hadn't moved the camera she probably wouldn't have known as it as only after I had taken the camera away that she realized it had been there. At this stage I was trying my best to get out of the shit but what happened next shocked me, she said that she wanted to see what I had seen and went on about how John was the only man she had been with and he was the only one who had seen her taking a shower.

I went and got the camera and showed her the video, which she sat watching as she cried and said how my wife would leave me when she found out, and that had it been worth it, this is when I noticed she was looking at my groin and she said it doesn't look like it was worth it because she couldn't see any sign of a hard-on.

Kim was still telling me that John had been the only one to see her like that and she hadn't been or seen another man naked, I was saying that I was sorry and pleading with her not to tell my wife. Next thing she says that I have seen her naked and that it is only fair that she sees me naked, I ask her why and she says she has only seen John naked and has wondered what other men would look like and maybe she won't tell anyone if I do as she says.

I see this as the only way out and pull my shorts down so I only have a shirt and boxers on still thinking I am a dead man. Kim tells me to hurry up if I don't want my wife to know, so I take my shirt off and then my boxers as she watches me. I notice see is just staring at my cock that is just hanging there, I hear her ask me are you circumcised because John wasn't and she only got to see the had of his cock when he had a hard-on, I said yes that my parents had it done when I was a baby and that I am glad as it is easier to look after.

I start to get dressed now and ask if she is going to tell my wife, she replies that she is going to. As I am getting dressed I am pleading with her that I did as she said and please not to tell, Kim's just looks at me and says I should have thought of that before filming her and then leaves. As Kim leaves I am thinking about what the hell I am going to say to my wife, the next few days are hell with me always thinking when is Kim going to tell my wife.

The following week Kim's rings and asks if I have the video still and if anyone else has seen it or if I have put it on the internet. I tell her I have still got it and I would never show anyone or put it on the web and why is she asking. Kim knows that my wife is at work and the kids at school and tells me to get the camera out that she is coming around because she wants to delete the videos.

She arrives at our place and I ask her why she hasn't told my wife yet, I have been thinking about that and have decided not to tell her but you have to do something first, take all your clothes off and put the video on. I strip and put the video on and sit down on the couch, Kim tells me to stand up and turn side on so I can still see the video but she can see my cock as I watch.

The video finishes and Kim asks me why I never got hard, which I say because I am still so scared of her telling my wife. She asks if I got hard while watching it by myself and if I played with my self. I said yes to both hoping this was the right answer. Kim then tell me to sit beside her and then tells me she wants to touch me to fell what it is like with no foreskin, slowly she reaches down and lightly touches my cock. As she strokes it I feel myself start to get hard, this seems to please her as she keeps going watching as my cock grows in her hand. I have a full hard on by now and I can see a drop of precum starting to leak out until Kim thumb rubs over the head and spreads it, Kim looks at me and says that she likes the way my cock hasn't really changed from when it was soft, I look at her a bit puzzled and she says it has got bigger and hard but she has been able to see the head the whole time.

Kim has stopped playing with me and asks me why I filmed her and how she never thought I would do that to her or anyone else.

I try to explain to her why I did it as my cock is slowly going soft again, she say she can sort of understand.

Kim looks at my soft cock and tells me that she wants to try something, she stands up and then kneels down in front of me and grabs hold of my cocks as she tells me she wants to feel my cock get hard as she sucks it, saying that she has been wondering what it would feel like with no foreskin in the way.

I can not believe what I am hearing as my wife hardly ever gives me a blowjob and never from soft, Kim slowly sucks my cock as I feel it start to stir, getting harder very quickly. I think to myself that she is going to stop now that it is hard but she doesn't Kim keeps going getting faster and sucking harder the whole time, I feel her tongue flicking around the head. I am in heaven and tell her if she doesn't stop I will cum very soon, I see her just look at me and smile as she keeps going, this is to much for me as I feel my balls tighten I let her know I am about to cum. I feel myself cum as Kim pulls my cock out so just the head is in her mouth and starts to swallow my cum as best she can.

Kim hops up licking the little bits of cum off her lips and says she has to go and get the kids from school, she goes down the kitchen and gets a drink before gong to the bathroom and using some toothpaste to rinse her mouth telling me she can't have her husband tasting my cum.

As she leaves she tells me this isn't over.



Hidden Camera



As I put the camera in place my breath quickens and I feel a throb from my already hard cock. I take a deep breath to try to calm myself. She will be arriving anytime now and I don't want her to be suspicious of me. I cover the camera and check from multiple angles to make sure its out of sight. I leave the room and enter the room next door and look through the one way window into the previous room. As I look down into the TV to check the angle of the camera I push down on my erection to try to calm myself.

The door bell rings. I leave the room and shut the door firmly behind myself. Amber comes inside as I hold the door open for her. Looking her up and down I feel another throb in my pants. My eyes linger at her perfectly shaped breasts and then continue down her slender curves to her ass. God she looks so perfect. The door closes I push her against it kissing her deeply as I caress her ass with both hands. I grab her ass roughly and pull her cheeks apart.

"Let's go babe", I say as I grab her hand and pull her into the room with the hidden camera already recording our every move. My cock continues to throb and starts to drip with precum. As soon as the door is shut I yank off my shirt and then go towards Amber. I pull her shirt off over her head as she holds her arms up for me. Her red lacey bra was now revealed showing her pink nipples through the fabric sending another hard throb to my dick. I run my hands over her soft smooth skin on her muscular stomach.

I push her by her stomach backwards onto the bed. She pulls her feet up onto the bed and I move myself between her legs. She grabs my neck and pulls me in to kiss her. I kiss down her neck and chest to her stomach. Once my shoulders are under her legs I push her up to the top of the bed. I climb on top of her and grab my chains that are already attached to the bed and fasten it to one of her arms while she doesn't expect it. She looks at the chains then back at me slightly worried. I grab her other arm and she fights me while I try to chain it also but I win in the end.

I kiss down her again and I can hear her heart racing and her breath quickening as I reach the top of her pants. I quickly undo her pants and slip off her shoes before I grab her pants at the bottom of each leg by her ankles and slide them off swiftly. I move myself back into position with my face between her thighs giving me a perfect view of her lace thong to match her bra. I see that she is shaven clean giving me another almost irresistible throb to my cock. I just wanted to thrust myself into her and blow my load but first I want to taste her. I turn my head kissing her leg moving my head slowly closer to her pussy. 

Once I reach the top of her leg I bite into her thigh. Her muscle tenses between my teeth and I bite harder until she lets out a moan. I release her leg from my teeth revealing a nice mark left there. I bite the top of her thong pulling it down and off her legs biting my way back up her leg from her ankle. I reposition myself and bite her clit and then plunge my tongue into her pussy. A gasp escapes from her lips so I repeat the motion. Her back arches and she picks up her hips in pleasure. The longer I tease her pussy with my tongue the louder she gets. I flick my tongue at her clit constantly while I push a finger in her pussy.

I spread her juices mixed with my saliva around the outside of her. Then I add two more fingers into her pussy feeling her stretch the farther they go into her. I move slightly to give the camera a straight shot of my three fingers in her pussy and her body glistening in sweat. I slide in my pinky and push my hand in past my knuckles. I wiggle my fingers sending her into her first orgasm. I quickly lower my face back to her pussy licking up the juices squirting out of her. With my four fingers pushing in and out along with my tongue now pleasuring her she goes into a second orgasm. She screams in pleasure as I slip my thumb in and start working my fist in and out. Once she finishes with her third orgasm I take my fist out of her pussy and stand up. 

"okay, beautiful, time to tighten back up", I say as I take one finger and tease her clit sending her into a forth and fifth orgasm. Her chest is heaving to catch her breath while I remove my pants and boxers with a full erection. I grab a blindfold before I climb back on top of her. I look into her eyes and kiss her one more time before I put the blindfold on her. I position my cock by her now tight pussy without touching her. I thrust my throbbing hard cock into her without warning. 

A gasp of surprise comes from her. She tries to fight her restraints so she can touch me but her efforts amount to nothing. I watch her struggle a little while and chuckle to myself. I take her nipple into my mouth and nibble on it as I pump into her. I position myself to hit her spot which sends her into more orgasms. I can hear the wet sound of our bodies smacking together both soaked in her juices. Her body tenses up and she goes into yet another orgasm with screams of pleasure. Quickly nearing my climax because of the tease I gave her before and watching her current bursts of pleasure. When I am about to cum I pull out of her and move up to her face lowering myself so my head is touching her mouth.

"open wide", she opens her mouth as I empty my load into it shoving my still hard cock into her mouth as she licks it clean. I feel slightly weakened from the huge load but the stimulation of her tongue keeps me hard after my cum filled her mouth. I release her from her chains. She tears off the blindfold as I turn her back to me. I push her forward revealing her ass to my cock. I work my cock into her ass and push in hard with a sigh of pain from her. After her pussy her ass feels so tight around my hard cock. I grab her hips and move them in rhythm with mine forcing me into her deeper and harder. I continue to ram into her repeatedly and finally groans of pleasure start coming from her as she orgasms repeatedly. I use my hand to catch her juices and then rub them on my cock to lubricate her ass. 

Her ass is starting to get raw and she is moving uncomfortable making want to go harder. She grits her teeth in pain from the rawness. The pain makes her moan making me blow my load again but this time into her ass. I pull out and slap her ass I move to the side slapping her ass repeatedly until it turned red showing the camera every swing. I sit down on the bed and stick two fingers back into her soaking pussy. She takes her hand and starts to rub my emptied balls and then lowers her mouth to them and putting them in her mouth to suck. The head of my dick starts to tingle from anticipation. She releases my balls and moves to my hardening dick. 

I feel her lips on the tip of my dick as she opens them to welcome the intrusion. I put my hand on the back of her head and play with her hair as she moves up and down on my cock. She puts my cock to the back of her mouth and I feel her open up her throat and starts working my head in and out of it. As she is pulling away again he scrapes her teeth along my dick sending a sudden jolt of pleasure. I feel my cum building in my dick again as she continues to help herself. She pushes her throat back around my cock finally getting moans of pleasure from me. again my load empties into her mouth and she swallows it. we get up and dress. She then leaves to go home and I go to stop the recording. I restart the movie to enjoy her a second time and many more to cum.