3 comments/ 10766 views/ 1 favorites Home from Work By: chunkythighs I come home from work a little early. Usually dinner is ready, but you are still cooking when I arrive. You do not hear me enter the house. Playfully, I sneak into the kitchen. As usual, you have changed into some PJ's, so I stand in the doorway unnoticed as I admire how they clings to your delicious curves. I watch as your ass shakes a little as your working away. Hmmm. Quietly, I slide up behind you, and wrap my arms around your waist as I kiss the side of your neck . Startled at first, you jump, but then relax in my arms. I continue to kiss your neck, up to your ear. I whisper to you, "I've been thinking about you all day gorgeous." You smile, and playfully push back against me, as if to push me away. I only hold you tighter. Turning you around to face me, I kiss your lips. "How was your day, Love," you ask. "I'm glad you're home. I missed you. Dinner will be ready soon" "I'm glad to be home," I reply, as I return to kissing you. "Dinner can wait a while. I'm hungry for something else." This time you begin kissing back. I pull you closer, and we embrace. You become more passionate, and I begin to get aroused. I reach down, sliding my hand over your ass, and pull you tighter, pushing us into each other. My excitement is obvious to you, and you moan onto my mouth. I kiss you harder as I grind my hardening cock into you. I reach into the front of your PJ's, push my hand inside and cup your breasts. You gasp as I begin squeezing them, playing with your hard nipples. They respond to my touch, becoming erect and harder still. Oh, how I like that. I begin to pinch and pull on them, rolling them between my fingers. I bite your lip gently as I break our kiss. You whimper as I move away from your mouth. Then I surprise you as I tear open the top of your PJ's, exposing your breasts, and lower my mouth to a waiting nipple. Slowly, I lick it with the tip of my tongue. I draw circles around it, then flick it, and finally take it into my mouth, gently sucking it. I feel your knees weaken. Holding you up, I suck a little harder. You let out a long slow moan. I feel you reach down and begin stroking my cock through my pants, getting it harder. I bite your nipple, and pull back on it, dragging my teeth as I let it go. You cry out and squeeze my cock hard. As you rub my cock, I remove my mouth from your breast, and move my arms from around you. I pull down your PJ bottoms, and begin kissing down your stomach as I do, until I am at the top of your panties. I then reach around to your sides; I grasp the waistband, and pull them off your hips slowly, kissing further down your belly as I do. When your panties are around your ankles, you step out of them. As you do, I nuzzle your trimmed pubic mound with my face, inhaling the heady aroma of your arousal. Oh, it excites me so! Standing, I lift you up and sit you on the countertop. I kneel in front of you. Stopping a moment, I look at how wet your nicely trimmed pussy is. Sandra, I cannot wait any longer! I press my face between your thighs, and begin licking your clit. I lick slowly at first, and then increase the pressure and speed of my tongue. Every now and then, I suck it into my mouth. You are so wet now that your juices are running down between your ass cheeks. Writhing your hips on the counter, you moan, calling my name. "Oh, Phil, I want you to cum on your face now!" I continue to lick you harder, breaking it up by penetrating the delicious folds of your pussy with my tongue -- hmm you taste so sweet -- I lick up and down the length of your slit from just above your asshole up to your clit ... hmmm so tasty -- I want you to cum, I want my favourite starter -- your cum in my mouth! You writhing around and I can sense your getting closer -- I insert two fingers in your pussy and you shudder -- gasping -- "Phil I'm going to cum" .... I try and reply with breaking rhythm "I want you to cum on my face" I look up and look you in the eye as you face changes and your hot orgasm hits you. Wave after wave of pulsing shoots more and more hot juice from your wet pussy over my face. I take most of it in my mouth, but some have gone down my chin and made my work shirt and tie damp. Hmmm I love this. "Phil -- I want you to fuck me .... Now!" I pull you down to the floor, turn you around, and push you down over the counter. Quickly I release my throbbing cock from the confines of my trousers, and push it into your still pulsing pussy. Undies around my ankles, I begin thrusting into you. I grab your hips for balance as I push deeper, harder, faster... I reach around with one hand, and play with your clit as I fuck you. That sends you over the edge, and I can tell another orgasm is near. It is not long before you start to cum, your pussy contacting, and I feel my own orgasm nearing. You cry out in ecstasy as I fuck you harder and deeper. My balls are getting tight, ready to unload. I pull you from the counter, turn you around and push you to the floor. Instinctively you kneel, and open your mouth for my cock. Greedily you begin sucking it, and swirling your tongue around it. You pull it out of your mouth long enough to speak quickly. "I want you to cum in my mouth, Phil!" you cry. "I want to taste it, and swallow every drop!" That is all it takes! I growl loudly as I begin to shoot streams of semen into your mouth. Moaning with each spasm, I pump my load into your mouth, but it is too much for you to contain, and some dribbles out the side of your mouth. You pull my cock out of your mouth and stroke the last few spurts from it, allowing my cum to fall on your chin and breasts. Then, opening your mouth, you show me my load you are holding there, and as I watch, close your mouth and swallow it with a grin. Collapsing to the floor, I watch as you clean my remaining semen from your chin and chest, scooping it up with a finger, and putting it into your mouth. I reach out, pull you forward, and we collapse on floor, weak, sweaty, and shattered... ....To be continued? Home from Work On first reading, many have thought that this story is one of female domination - but is it? Happy to hear any thoughts of comments you may care to offer. ***** The man frowned as the shrill tone of the telephone punctured his concentration. He had been deeply lost in the problem on his computer screen. He snatched up the phone and paused to ensure that his irritation was not reflected in his voice. Instantly recognising the voice on the line, he relaxed. He suddenly realised that he welcomed this interruption. Glancing at the clock at the bottom of his screen, he noticed it was much later than he had thought. He smiled in recognition of his loss of time - a frequent occurrence when engrossed by a problem that needed a solution. It was what drove him. Not the money, nor the relaxed lifestyle of working from home, but the challenge of problem-solving that he had loved since first reading the Sherlock Holmes short stories as a young boy. The voice on the phone was his wife. Background noise told him she was calling from her car. He half guessed what she was about to say. He smiled a different type of smile in anticipation. "I have had a REALLY tough day! Be ready downstairs when I come home!" The line went dead. No need for a response from him. He knew only too well what was needed, demanded, and he loved it. He sprang up from his chair and felt the problem he had been wrestling with for hours just melt away, to be replaced with a familiar, eager anticipation. The problem could wait. He moved swiftly from his office to the bathroom, glanced in the mirror, ran a comb through his thick hair that had just a touch of grey at the temples. He had asked his wife if she wanted him to cover the grey, but she had surprised him by declaring that she thought it made him look more distinguished, so he was happy to leave it as it was. He quickly cleaned his teeth and used the minty mouthwash, rising away the traces of endless coffees imbibed since lunch. He descended the steep stairs in the tiny cottage to the ground floor. He quickly tidied the kitchen then walked through to the lounge where he lifted a cushion from the sofa and dropped it in the middle of the floor. He had initially closed the curtains when they first developed this routine, but his wife admitted that she enjoyed the idea of them remaining open, being excited by the remote chance that someone might be able to see in from the distant street and recognise what they were doing. So he simply waited, looking through the full length window at the front garden and drive, waiting for her car to pull in. He thought briefly about the challenging job she held down, with many staff reporting to her. He remembered, too, that the majority of the staff were men. She found the range of attitudes to her as a boss to be frustrating and irritating. Even in the 21st century, there were men who tried to patronise her. She knew that others admired her strong sexuality that was reflected in her choice of clothing for work. She adored high heels, which she said made her walk in a more upright and confident manner. She also enjoyed the extra height they gave her. She liked to be able to meet the more problematic men eye-to-eye. He heard the unmistakeable engine note of her car approach even before it swung into the driveway. She liked a powerful, sporty car, whereas he preferred the solidity of his Range Rover. The phone call indicated that her work day had, once again, filled her with tension and they had developed a sure-fire way of releasing that tension. As the key rattled in the front door lock, he lay down on the floor, on his back, his head resting on the cushion. He closed his eyes and relaxed with the certainty of what was about to happen. He heard her footsteps enter the lounge and slow down as she caught sight of him, exactly where she wanted him. He heard her walk round to stand just by his outstretched feet. He knew that she was looking down on him, her back to the window. He knew she was starting to replace the frustrations of the day with stronger, more basic, human emotions and desires. She needed a release, and they both knew how it was going to happen. He opened his eyes slightly to remind himself of how she had dressed that morning for work. The elegant flared skirt matched her pale, fitted blouse perfectly. The below-knee length of her skirt simply emphasised her shapely legs. She stepped astride his feet and started a gradual walk up the length of his body. Each pace was followed by a long pause. He knew she wanted him to keep his eyes shut until she was in position. He also knew that she was building up the sexual tension, the excitement, in herself by moving slowly. He remembered that the tougher her day, the slower she moved at this stage. He could smell her perfume suddenly, and he realised she was now standing directly astride and above his head that was resting on the cushion. He now open his eyes fully and he was looking directly up her skirt. She stood stock still, her feet apart - displaying her long legs . She was wearing, as usual, sheer black stockings. The light that penetrated her pale skirt showed the sheen that accentuated the curves of her calves and thighs. He liked that she always wore her stockings high on her legs, almost touching her pudenda. He could sense her anticipation. He knew she was enjoying his viewing of her panty-less crotch. She had undoubtedly removed her panties in the car before she set off for home. He could not quite make out the carefully trimmed pubic region, but he knew to be patient. She had admitted in their discussions that she felt a sense of empowerment by displaying herself to him in this way. He reminded himself again to wait patiently. When she was ready, and that could take several minutes, she would reach down with both hands and slowly draw her skirt upwards. He was never quite sure if that slowness was for her benefit, building her arousal, or intended as a tantalising tease for him. As her hem reached the top of her stockings, the rays of light revealed that she was already wet. He could see the moisture on the skin and wisps of hair. Sometimes, when she had been anticipating this moment for a long time, the moisture, her natural juice, was clearly visible on the inside of her upper thighs. Her outer labia were already engorged. He closed his eyes again because he knew what was to happen next. Slowly, she bent her knees and lowered herself so that she was kneeling either side of his head. She ensured her skirt was hiked well up over her hips, out of the way. She bent at the waist so that her weight was evenly distributed between her hands and her knees. He felt the nylon of one leg brush his cheek as she eased herself into position. He could now smell her. That strong musk of sexuality mixed with her favourite perfume. Not too strong, but always erotic to his senses. He felt the first brush of the fine pubic hair covering her engorged labia on the very tip of his nose. That merest touch made her shudder. He could hear the shudder as well as feel it. That sound from deep in her throat was one he was used to, and welcomed. It was pure sex. He knew that he must keep his lips together and not move at all. As he breathed in her musk, he felt the start of her sliding movements. The merest extra pressure came as she pushed down forcing his nose between her labia until there was contact with her rapidly swelling clitoris. A slow rocking, sliding, motion commenced. She rocked gently so that her clitoris slid from the tip of his nose down, across his closed lips to his chin. In rhythm with her internal needs, she moved, almost imperceptibly, back and forth with tiny increases in pressure, sometime pausing as, he assumed, the intensity increased. He adored the decadence of it, the sheer sexuality. She was using him and he loved it. He guessed that after a day of dealing with work problems, she needed to be in absolute control, taking exactly what she wanted, what she desired, what surely would give her those glorious ecstatic feelings. The pace of her movement increased and he could feel her juices flowing freely across his face. He waited, listened, felt, even sensed, her stages of arousal and excitement. He could hear the moans of pleasure coming from her. He could judge her state of arousal. Her speed increased, as did the pressure. It was never smothering, never uncomfortable. It was, in fact, a revelation. A demonstration of the pent-up sexuality that burned inside her. He could feel her climax approaching. Sometimes she would pause, withdrawing slightly, almost losing contact. He assumed this was to delay the oncoming orgasm, to build the anticipation. He knew it was time for action. His hands moved to her calves. He started to stroke her silky legs, firmly but gently. His hands worked their way steadily up her legs, stroking and sometimes kneading, searching for nerve endings to enhance her pleasure. His hands reached the delightful globes of her buttocks as she started to slide up and down his face with greater urgency. He could hear and feel the orgasm building within her. He knew his timing would be everything. When he was sure she had reached the point of no return, he parted his lips and his tongue emerged, seeking her clitoris. As she slid once again in a downward motion, he felt her clitoris collide with the very tip of his tongue. The result was a jolt of pure electricity passing from her to him. A momentary pause and she slid down again to his chin, pressing harder. As she came upwards he knew she would pause and his tongue searched for that tiny mound that protruded, seeking the touch she so desired. He found it and licked avidly all around it. Sometimes he would attempt to suck it into his mouth, but this time there was no need. As his tongue darted and probed, he heard her climax crashing and reverberating throughout her body. Where his hands touched her, he felt the convulsions of her orgasm rippling through every muscle in her body. He heard the familiar gasp and simultaneous moan erupt from the back of her throat as she threw her head back. The moan turned almost to a whimper as the effects of the physical contact receded. He could now hear the heavy panting of the sprinter, or was it the marathon runner? He had no idea of how long it had been. Time had truly stopped still. He relaxed and waited for her to recover her senses. After a full minute, she moved down his body until they were face to face. He could see the sensuality in her eyes as she leaned down to kiss him, and this time she surprised him by first licking her wetness from his cheeks, followed by a deep kiss as they shared the taste of her natural juices. No words were needed, the kiss said it all. Home From Work I have had such a long day at work, I had been thinking about you all day. It was one of those days when nothing seems to be going right. I have been thinking of how much I love you and enjoy spending every minute with you. We have been dating for over a year now and our sex life is good only a few dry spells hear and there. We are always there for one another when we have had bad day. Today has been one of them. Plus before I left this morning while we were still lying in bed you began to rub my cock and tell me how much you wanted me, but as luck would have it I had already over slept and could not be late for work again. Well the day is finally over and I am heading home to you. I decided to call it a day early and can't wait to see you. As I open the front door I don't hear you so I go to the kitchen for a glass of water and check the mail that is laying on the counter, just old junk mail and bills. I figure you must be taking a nap and the idea sound pretty good. I quietly walk down the hall so I don't wake you as I walk on back to the bedroom, but about half way down the hall I hear soft moans! I stop and listen for a minute, you don't usually talk or mumble in your sleep. I can't believe it, could this be true, that I have caught you playing with yourself. You know how much it turns me on, especially the thought of watching you and you not know I am home watching. I move closer to the door as I peek in I see your hand rubbing along the edge of your breast, just the way you like it. You are biting your lip and moaning. I know that you have chill bumps all over and your juices are pouring. As I look in farther and can see your other hand is running down over your soft skin to the edge of your panties. A finger traces along the upper edge of your panties then down over top of them until you are rubbing up and down your slit through your panties. You place a finger on each side of your lips and run them up and down, your body shivers slightly. I can see a wet spot start to form in the center between your legs. You start ease your fingers into the waist band, I can tell when you have made contact with you hard little clit by the arching of your back. Panties are now being slid off, you can't take it anymore you need to cum. Your little fingers are going in small circle over your clit and then they dip down into your pussy. you slide two fingers in and out, I can see your juices glistening off of them as you bring them up to your mouth to taste your sweet nectar. I am so hard now, I stand back and take off my cloths and peek back to see you. Your back is arched and you are fingering your self harder. My hand goes to my cock, it is so hard from watching you. Your moans are getting louder, you now have one hand rubbing your clit while the other fingers your sweet pussy. You are about to lose control. You are making me so horny, it feels great rubbing my cock but I want to be in you, to fuck you until my cum is running out of you. I am still watching you when you start to moan louder and finger harder. I know you are about to cum. Your body shivers and your toes curl, your mouth is open and your eyes are closed. You freeze for a moment, I know you just came hard. after that I am going to have to have you but I don't want you to know I was watching just yet. I slip back in to the living room put back on my clothes, thinking that was the sexiest thing I have ever watched. So you would thing I just came in I open and close the front door again. Then I yell "Hey hunny I am home!" You come running out of the back in your robe you are glowing. Then you hug me and say how much you have missed me today and that you were just thinking of me. Taking my hand we walk back to the bedroom. To be continued...Maybe Home From Work "What do you think you're doing?" he asked her in a not so nice voice. She knew by his tone that she was in trouble. She dropped the basket of laundry she was carrying to the bedroom when he walked through the door. "I-I-I'm sorry honey." she stammered. "I knew they were supposed to be put up before you came home but I just lost track of time." He walked over and lifted a white dress shirt from the basket. "How do you expect me to wear this to my meeting tonight?" he asked in a low voice. A voice that had both disappointment and anger in it. She dropped her head and looked up at him with eyes that were filling with tears. He caught the quick smile she let slip though. She knew what was coming. That's why she hadn't done what he had told her. She was looking forward to her punishment as much as he was looking forward to giving it to her. He grabbed a handful of her hair and half pulled, half kept her from running to the couch. She tried not to be to eager and beat him there as she loved this cat and mouse game they played. He stood there, holding onto her as he undid his belt and pulled it off in one fluid motion. She was dressed in only bra and panties so he dropped the belt and with one quick tug, ripped off her panties and looked at her bare ass. She gasped as he reached down and took a handful of her right cheek and squeezed it. "Alright dammit, you're going to pay for not having my shirts hung up properly!" he growled at her. He let go of her hair and grabbed her around the waist. She half fell, half jumped across his lap in anticipation. Leaning over her he took ahold of the end of the belt, the buckle biting into his hand as he got a firm grip on it. Taking his other hand and holding the back of her neck down, he thought he heard a faint moan of.... pleasure? as he trailed the loose end of the belt up her leg. CRACK! The belt landed across her ass. She jumped because although she knew it was coming, she had no idea when or where the strike would be made. After the initial sting she relaxed a bit and smiled as she got ready for the next one. CRACK! The belt landed again, a bit lower on her ass than the first one. He grinned as the red welts stood out across her tanned bottom. He put the belt down and gently slid a fingertip around the edges of the marks. He heard her whimper softly at his touch. He relaxed the arm holding her neck and rubbed the muscles there. He could tell she was getting a bit too relaxed when her head dropped a bit and she sighed in contentment. CRACK! His hand landed firmly across one ass cheek. That got more of a response from her. She moaned loudly, and he thought he caught the scent of her. Not sweat, but the scent a woman puts off when she is getting aroused. That made him smile and he slid his hand down between her legs, barely touching her shaved pussy lips. Yes, he could feel the dampness seeping from her. His cock, already rising from her squirming across his lap, was now hard as steel. He knew she could feel it poking her through his pants. As his finger against her pussy got wetter from her juices, she tried to push back against it. CRACK! His hand landed again on her other ass cheek. he leaned low, his breath cool in her ear. "Seems like you are liking this punishment, my princess." he growled. The sound of his voice, that commanding tone, the presence of his body. She was so turned on that she was willing to do anything for him. "I think I need to find another form of punishment for you!" The moan that came from her as his nails raked down her back was pure pleasure for his ears. She arched and he let her, because the final act was coming soon. He wanted, no NEEDED to feel the pleasure course through her body. He had to HEAR the pleasure escape from her lips. He helped her to a sitting position on his lap and then seeing the nail tracks on her back, he slowly slid his tongue down them. He ripped open his shirt, not caring about the buttons on it. He wrapped his arms around her and cupped her breasts. Pulling her back to him he let the welts on her back be soothed by his cool skin. Softly kissing her shoulders and neck he massaged her hard nipples. She started breating heavily and whimpering, her hips slightly moving on his lap. She thought she was doing it lightly enough that he couldn't tell. She was wrong. He moved his hands on her breasts and squeezed. The groan of pleasure/pain that come from her and the way she bucked her pussy and ass on his crotch almost made him cum right then and there. He held her in that position and let her move against him. He couldn't take this much longer though. Letting go, he had to catch her as she relaxed after being released from his grip. He whispered in her ear "I love you, my princess." Sliding a had down her belly, he easily found a willing entrance as he reached the top of her drenched pussy. Sliding one finger in he roughly brushed against her hard clit. She half turned and laid down across his lap, giving him access to her pussy as one foot was planted on the floor and the other over the back of the couch. He slid a finger deep inside her and held it there, letting her move against it. Her hips slowly moving up and down. His other hand was caressing the nipple of her left breast, the sensation sending a jolt of electricity to her clit. He reached behind her neck and pulled her up enough to firmly kiss her as he slid another finger into her. She looked him deep in the eye, grinning in pleasure. "Harder!" She moaned. He withdrew his hand from her wetness, slowly laid her back down and brushed his hand across her stomach. "Are you sure you want this?" he asked, an evil gleam in his eye. He got her answer when she moaned and thrust her hips up at him. Suddenly he jammed 3 fingers into her wet twat. The ease of their entry was no suprise to him, he knew how wet she could get. He brought his other hand down and with a steady pressure, made little circles around her clit. Keeping both hands in the same time he used two finger to caress her clit and the other hand's fingers were sliding in and out of her. Her back arched more and more as she got closer to the edge. He could sense when she was about to cum and had a suprise that would make her orgasm that much stronger. Her breathing and the moans of pleasure escaping her lips told him now was the time. Withdrawing the fingers from her pussy he easily slid two of them deep into her ass as her orgasm started. "OH MY... JESUS FUCKING.... OH FUCK.... UHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" was all he could hear as her body shook with pleasure. The fingers on her clit, the fingers in her ass, and the pain she had been put through earlier all made her orgasm one of the strongest she had had yet. As her hips slowed thier movement and finally stopped, he lifted her gently to where she was sitting on his lap. Her head resting against his shoulder, he listened to her breathing. He gently rubbed her body wherever he could reach, soothing her. They sat like that for 10 minutes while she calmed down and she regained her strength. As she climbed off of his lap to go clean up, she kissed him softly. "By the way, my love. I ummm, forgot to cook supper too." She grinned as she trotted off to the bathroom, looking behind to see him picking up the belt and coming after her. Home from Work She hears the rattle of keys in the front door. A clang as they fall on the ground. A curse from a masculine voice. Finally the man on the other side manages to open the door. With a bang he shuts it, and she can hear the keys being thrown onto the key rack. Obviously he is not in a good mood. Her assumption is confirmed when he enters the living room and throws himself on the couch, his only answer to her greeting of "Hello, love" is a grunt in return. "Gonna take a shower," he says as he gets up after barely ten seconds. Briefly he leans towards her to plant a quick kiss on her lips. She smells him... Strong, slightly sweaty, overwhelming her senses. A tingling travels down her spine. Her eyes follow him as he walks out of the living room, resting on his firm buttocks. As soon as he is out of sight, she stands up, following quietly. She watches him disappear down the hallway. His clothes are being thrown roughly onto the bed. She dives back behind the door when he exits the bedroom to go to the bathroom with the spacious shower. On tiptoes she sneaks to the bedroom, unbuttoning her blouse. The shower curtain opens, water starts pouring. Quickly she undresses, then she opens her cupboard to produce a tight-fitting white shirt and white lacy bikini-style panties. As she slips the panties on, her finger brushes over her clit. She shivers. Then she makes her way to the bathroom, her right hand idly rubbing her nipples through her shirt. She pulls the curtain open, reaching for his shower gel. He glances over his shoulder at her, frowning. "Seriously, I am not in the mood." "I am not asking you to be in the mood," she replies, rubbing the shower gel over her hands. Standing behind him, she puts her hands on his shoulders, starting to massage him. With smooth strokes, she runs her hands over his back. He looks like he wants to protest, but in the end he merely sighs and lets her continue. "Tell me about it," she says, inviting him to empty his irritations. She listens to him talk about his day, his problems, his annoyances. While he speaks, her hands gently caress his shoulders, arms, back. The soap allows her hands to glide smoothly over him. She listens to him, specifically for the correct queues a which to answer with appropriate "Hmm ... Yes ... Really ...". Her hands travel lower, hovering for a short period over his buttocks, then down the back of his legs. By now her hair is wet from the shower water splashing over her. Her white shirt, half-wet half-dry, shows little bits of the dark ring of her nipples through the damp cloth. She moves up again, pressing firmly over the tense muscles of his back. Her breasts touch his bum, causing two wet spots over her nipples, revealing them now completely, yet still hidden by her shirt. Expertly her fingers work against his tension. Sneakily she presses her lower body lightly against him, her smooth leg against his. Her arms curl around him, her hands rubbing over his stomach. He stops talking for a moment. "I told you I am not in the mood." "And I replied that I am not asking you to be in the mood. Relax. Let me help you get rid of your daily stress. Now continue where you left off." She smiles, letting her soft lips touch his ear, kissing it. He responds by pressing his head against hers, and continues his story. She moves in front of him, sliding her hands up and down over his chest. She keeps her eyes away from his, keeps her face neutral, hiding her desire for him. Her now completely wet shirt clearly outlines her breasts. Through the lacy panties, a dark triangle is seen. A bit of foam spatters on her chest. The water carries it into her cleavage. When she looks down at it, she notices him. Not quite resting limply. As if feeling her eyes on him, his member rises a little higher, quivering. Her soapy hands move down into his pubes, her palms brushing over his length, then between his inner thighs. A short moan interrupts whatever he was talking about. "Bitch ...told you I'm not ...Ugh..." She lowers herself, then slides up again, deliberately pressing her body against him. Standing up once more, she whispers at his ear, "Hard day at work... You need to release your stress ... Angry at your colleague?" He grunts a "Yes..." then grabs her left breast. His thumb sweeps over her hard nipple, over the wet material of her shirt. His still hardening cock pokes against her pubic area. She licks his earlobe, then catches it between her lips, sucking it softly, "Your boss doesn't give you the credit ... " A hand moves down to his crotch, fingers tapping him "... you deserve." Roughly he pushes her against the wall, then his eyes travel slowly over her body. She can almost feel him watching her, as if his eyes leave a physical impression on her. Her soft lips, slightly parted, the tip of her tongue playing over her teeth. She feels his eyes watching the rise and fall of her chest, following the trail of water flowing between her breasts into her shirt. His gaze seems to burn her shirt off her, his hand still on her breast. Lower and lower, reaching the dark patch that is so delicately decorated with white lace. He tilts his head, inspecting between her legs from a distance, smirking. With one finger he pulls the top of her panties away, peering inside. A single white trail of foam flows over her bellybutton, down over her pubes. He helps it on its way inside, spreading it over the lips of her vagina. His hand leaves her breast and reaches for the showerhead, removing it from its pole. He adjusts it to make a smaller, more concentrated stream of water, and opens the water fully. She smiles, unable to hide her lust, spreading her legs just a little. He thrusts the showerhead down inside her panties. The strong jet of water rushes against her clit, partially into her vagina, making her gasp. Keeping it there, his other hand grabs her breast again, hard. She groans, partly in pain as his fingers dig into her soft flesh. He utters a quick laugh before he turns the water off and pull the showerhead out from under her, letting it fall carefully onto the tiled floor. His fingers hook onto her lower lip, and slowly starts pulling downward. She follows, until she is on her knees in front of him. She looks up at him, his quivering penis touching her lips. "What are you going to do now with regard to..." Her tongue darts out to lick along his length, "... that annoying colleague screwing you?" He closes his eyes with a moan while he replies. His words are occasionally interrupted with a gasp or a groan as his member is being given an oral massage. Her lips are silky-soft against his sensitive skin. Teeth play across him carefully, tickling. Her tongue spirals around him, exploring every part of his skin. She feels him grow inside her mouth. She feels him push down into the back of her throat. A quick breath through her nose, a small swallow helps her to take him into her throat even further. She starts gagging. He feels it and pulls himself out a little. Another breath from her, and once more he plunges down into her throat. Hungrily she licks him, sucks on his head, covers him with her tongue like a soft blanket. His fingers mingle into her wet hair, massaging her scalp. She grabs his buttocks firmly, two fingers prying in-between. He clenches tight, clamping her fingers. She pulls him harder towards her, relaxing her throat to let him slip down. His hardened balls press against her chin. Smoothly her tongue continues to twirl around him, caressing him, sucking him. One finger finds his anal hole. She tickles the edge around it, making him squirm. Briefly the muscles around his bum hole open, and she takes the opportunity to slip her finger inside. He grunts, his fingers contracting in her hair, pulling. But she does not let go. Pre-cum drips out of him, leaving a salty trail on her tongue. She lifts her head free of him to lick the drops off his tip. He swears at her and forces her head back on him. With a quick thrust she pushes her finger in deeper into his tight hole, causing him to spray a small jet of his fluid into her mouth. Her pace picks up, her breasts swinging not quite freely inside her tight shirt. In contrast to the movement of her head, she thrust her finger in and out of its hiding place. Something warm fills her mouth. She pulls away from him, the remainder of his cum spraying over her throat and chest. Eagerly she buries her face between his legs. As his hands pull her up, she picks up the showerhead from the ground and opens the tap. Leaning her head backwards, she sprays the water over her, soaking herself completely. Her nipples show clearly through her shirt. His hands grab both her breasts, then his face is pressed into her. One hand slips in under her shirt and caresses the soft skin. The other leaves her breast and slips down to her panties, inside, gently rubbing her clit. "Feeling better?" she whispers against him. "You sure know how to relax me, babe," he answers before covering her lips with his. Home from Work My name is Sheida I work in an office and try to have a life, but some days at work are beyond stressful I came home early from a hard day at work down at the office and was really frustrated. The day hadn't gone very well! After a relaxing hot bubble bath, I slipped on a pair of panties and lay down with my favorite sex magazine. My hands where soon rubbing my tits softly and I was staring to get some warm pleasurable waves flowing. With the visual excitement of the hot pictures as I flipped the pages and my hand teasing my breasts it wasn't long before the frustration of the day left my mind and my pleasures took over and I was rolling over to my back and ignoring the mag except in my daydreaming! My hand slowly traced down to my panty-covered mound while my hand on my excited breast began to play a little rougher with my breasts. With that hand, squeezing my firm globes and my thumb and finger twisting and pinching my nipples they grew hard quick. My hand on my mound pushed my panties aside and my fingers went right to my wet lips. It wasn't long before two of my fingers were moving around inside my soft pussy and sending intense waves of pleasure through my body. My fingers drove harder and deeper in my soft wet pussy and I was feeling damn good. It wasn't long before I felt the familiar growing sensations deep down inside me and I began shivering as I tried to hold back my orgasm as long as I could. When it finally took over and my cum came squirting out of me, I squirmed and bit my bottom lip with the waves of ecstasy. The hot relaxing bubble bath and the quick orgasm was soothing, but now I was really horny and craving some hard dick! But that was soon to change! Andrew and Tommy unexpectedly walked in on me in the bed with only a pair of soaked panties on. "Well look at that". Andrew said, They smiled at me and then at each other and began stripping their clothes off. I knew right then and there that my evening was definitely going to be a lot better then my day had been! The guy's dicks were growing hard fast, They each reached down and began stroking their own dicks then each other's making them harder. I enjoy watching Andrew play around with Tommy, it always turns me on even more then any other sexual pleasures, except for a orgasmic explosion with 2 dicks cumming in me at the same time. Double penetration brought out those wild earth shattering orgasms for me ever since the first time they took me at the same time! I watched them for about a minute and then kind of cleared my throat to remind them I was there too. I mean they walk in right as I'm in the last throws of an orgasm and soaking my panties in front of them and their just leaving me laying there on the bed with a hungry pussy and cum thirsty mouth. Well they broke up their little foreplay and giggled as they came over to the bed. Tommy came over to the side of the bed holding his hard dick by its base and held it for me. I went right down on it! My mouth sucked in his fat long shaft and started moving my mouth along the shaft and stroked the entire length of his cock with my hand. Andrew began stimulating my tit; he squeezed, and tweaked my already excited nipples. He also slid a hand down and rubbed his palm along my wet panties and rubbed hard enough to send intense tingles over my wet lips. Meanwhile I paid special attention to Tommy's dick till it began to grow in my mouth. I knew he wasn't far from shooting his load so I took his dick all the way down my mouth till his engorged head hit the back of my throat and this had him squirting cum in seconds. I swallowed all of it, not wanting to spill a drop of his beautiful man juice. I rolled over and went to work on Andrew's throbbing hard on. I knew just how to take care of his meat and started with running my wet tongue around the head and then sucking hard on just it for awhile till he grabbed the back of my head and slowly pushed his dick further in my mouth. Tommy moved over my hip, stuck his face between my thighs, and went right to sucking the juices from my panties. He sucked them almost dry before he pulled them to the side and went after the more satisfying juices dripping from my soaked pussy. He sucked my clit then sucked my lips in between his lips and sucked on them as he teased them with his tongue. He was definitely turned on because he didn't stay on my lips long before he slid his long tongue up inside my pussy and began stroking my insides with it. He was scooping up all my juices and then pulling them back to his mouth, and swallowing it. He slipped one finger over the tight ring of my asshole and massaged it as he ate me out. Andrew came hard in my mouth pulling at my hair I licked his dick clean of all the warm cum left on his dick shaft as Tommy sent me into a thrilling orgasm from the attention he was giving my pussy and ass hole. Andrew was still a bit hard when we all moved around on the bed into more positions to change some of the action around. Andrew ended up on the bed on his back with Tommy playing with his dick. I ended up on the other side of Andrew giving him deep passionate kisses with both of their cum still on my lips. Andrew and I went into a battle with our tongues trying to out wrestle each others, while Tommy stroked Andrew's dick back to a nice hard state and then began running his tongue up and down and around the long fleshy shaft. Tommy was going crazy on Andrew's hard dick; he was bobbing his head fast on Andrew thick shaft and didn't look like he was going to give up on it for quite a while. It was a couple of minutes and Andrew began moaning so hard that I could feel the vibrations of his moans running across my tongue in his mouth. I was horny as hell when he started doing that and wanted some of the cum that was going to be spewing out of the tip of his huge excited dick. I slipped down his body, kissing his hard nipples and running my wet tongue along his firm stomach till I got to Tommy's face. Tommy pulled his mouth from Andrew's dick and gave me a hard wet kiss as he continued to stroke his dick. Tommy and I started swapping sucking as Andrew got louder and louder above us with his groans. Tommy and I both knew he wasn't very far from erupting and we dropped our hungry mouths down to his dick. Tommy sucked on his dick head as I circled his shaft, teasing his bulging veins. I then worked my tongue down to his balls and began sucking his balls in turn. Tommy went back to mouth fucking Andrew until his dick began to swell. When I saw his cock swell, I knew it was about to erupt with another huge load of his tasty cum. I started licking his shaft every time Tommy pulled his mouth to the top and back down on Andrew's dick. Andrew screamed "I'm cumming" and Tommy pulled his mouth off Andrew's convulsing dick and opened his mouth waiting on the squirts of cum to shoot from the head of his cock. I moved my mouth down along side of Tommy's just in time to catch the first shot of cum in my mouth kissing Tommy with Andrew's cock cumming between our lips. We kissed rubbing the cum around stroking and sucking Andrew back to his full length. By the time Tommy and I had Andrew's dick real hard and ready for action, my pussy was craving cock. I turned spread my legs wide pulled my off and sat right down on Andrew's long dick. It felt so damn good I let out a couple of groans as it traveled up inside my soft inner flesh. I sat right there still with it shoved all the way up in me. I just wanted to feel the pleasures of being completely full! Tommy squatted down in between Andrew's legs and began sucking and fondling his full balls. When I started humping up and down on Andrew,s cock both of us were groaning in excitement as Tommy ran his tongue along the base of Andrew's dick and across my pussy every time I bottomed out on the huge hard shaft I was riding. I looked down and saw my pussy as it slipped up and down on Andrew's dick and as Tommy worked his tongue along our wet sex. Tommy had moved his free hand down to his semi hard dick and was stroking it back to life at the same time. We continued this fucking until Andrew began to really moan loud and I knew right away that he was getting to the point where he was starting to strain to hold back his load of cum. This and all the pleasures I was feeling with everything going on soon had me doing the same thing. I wanted the thrills to last as long as possible. All of a sudden, I felt Andrew's dick swell even bigger inside my burning pussy and felt the swell of cum rush of his shaft. He screamed as his shot of cum released deep inside me. This sent me over the edge and I dropped all the way down on to him and wiggled my ass against his lap as I went into another orgasm. Our cum was mixing inside of my pussy and it was a fantastic feeling. We rested for a bit then Andrew reached over and opened the small drawer of the bedside table and pulled out lubricant. He then stroked his cock covering it with lube, leading me to the floor and then pushing me over so i was kneeling and lying on the bed. He placed the head of his cock into the puckered opening of my ass. A low moan escaped my lips as I pushed back on his cock. As I raised up and spread my legs so I could get my fingers down to my still cum dripping pussy and erect clit Tommy brought his hard cock twords my mouth. Andrew reached out and wrap a hand in my hair and guided Tommy's cock into my mouth, stroking him as I sucked. Andrew leaned forward and joined me sucking Tommy's cock slow and deep while he fucked my ass the same way. Andrew slid his cock all the way up my ass, I moaned feeling full. Then he picked me up and moved me forward over Tommy. Tommy's cock was hard and I could see precum oozing out. He rubbed the head on my clit as my pussy dripped on to him. With Andrew in my ass I climbed on top of Tommy's lap and slid down his dick. I gasped as their big hard cocks filled me. We where all beginning to moan, the boys fucking me slowly but hard. Soon they picked up pace too hard to hold back anymore. I quickly orgasmed around Tommy's hard dick as it pounded up into my pussy. Tommy reached up and squeezed my breast while I squealed loudly and shook as Andrew kissed me deep. Me cumming was to much for them as they shot huge loads deep into me filling me the way i needed. I came again feeling their hot cum mixing in my pussy and filling my ass. I lay their well fucked having forgotten the stress of the day, shuddering while small orgasms moved through me as the boys cum dripped warmly from me. Home from Work He stood silently by the bed, surveying his handiwork. Her bottom lip caught in her teeth as she turned her head towards an imaginary sound, view blocked by the velvet cloth that blindfolded her. Splayed across the coverlet, her wrists were bound tightly in leather cuffs that drew her arms to the side of the bed, placing her head facing where he currently stood. A thick pillow-like footrest lay in the middle of the bed, which she lay stretched across face down. Her ankles were similarly bound to the opposite side of the bed, right ankle to the head, left to the foot of the bed. He'd left just enough slack to allow her knees to touch the bed without making her too uncomfortable. His thoughtful "hmm" brought her head snapping up, though not for much purpose, the blindfold remaining securely in place. He stepped forward and rank his fingers lightly along her shoulder, draping her auburn curls down the side of the bed, and letting her cheek rub his thigh. Her lips automatically turned towards him, seeking. "Ah, ah" he reprimanded mildly, tugging her hair so that it brought her lips away from him. He'd come home from work early to find her just arriving home from work. Tired and sore from a long day of field surveying a variety of engineering projects, he'd been in desperate need of a shower. She'd tried to lure him out of his shower; well, postpone it, really, with a hot lingering kiss that met him at the door. He had returned the kiss passionately, but drew away, claiming the need to bathe. Her taunting "you're not dirty enough yet for a shower.. I can fix that.. " almost swayed him. Instead, it gave him an idea. He'd taken her by the hand and led her into the bedroom. She'd eagerly followed, assuming they'd spend a few minutes with a brief romp before he jumped in the shower and she returned downstairs to start fixing dinner. With that in mind, as soon as the door closed she was back in his arms, pressing herself full length against him and fumbling at the buttons of his pants. He let her undress him, then watched as she stepped back and shimmied out of her skirt and button down blouse. Business attire was annoying at times, but he certainly enjoyed watching her come out of it. When she drew back onto the bed, luring him towards her with her eyes, there was nothing terribly out of the ordinary with his casual "turn over, please", so she'd complied without thought. It wasn't until he reached under the bed and pulled out the leather wrist cuff, attached by a long strap leading under the bed, that her eyes widened in surprise, and an eyebrow cocked in interest. It was simple enough to get her into the position he'd preferred, now laying spread-eagle on his bed, awaiting his pleasure. The problem was, he still needed a shower. She followed him with her ears as he rounded the bed, opening the chest at the base of the bed, where they kept their 'naughty toys'. She twitched in impatience at him, toes curling along the blankets. He grasped her ankle and nipped her Achilles tendon lightly, laughing softly as she squealed at his bite. In response to her "outburst", he reached up and slapped her on the ass lightly, causing her a sharp intake of her breath. Without giving her time to process the new sensation, he slapped her ass again, harder this time. She quivered against his hand, but remained silent this time. His fingers curled around her rounded flesh, squeezing, her hips rising in his fingers and giving him a tempting view of her ass and pussy displayed in front of him. He could see beads of moisture starting to form at her lips that beckoned for his touch. He stepped back again and dug around in the toy box, rummaging loudly and clanking together whatever he could, purposefully spiking her curiosity. She heard a heavy "thump" as something landed on the bed next to her. It met a plastic "clunk" as something else landed on top of it and then rolled against her knee. Her arms strained against the bonds, her efforts being rewarded with two more sharp slaps on the ass, which was starting to tingle warmly and the flesh shone with a hint of redness. The backs of his hands dragged across her breasts, teasing, before turning to cup them warmly and fondle her breasts, pinching and tugging at the nipples until they stood erect, twin globed suspended above the bed, inches from rubbing against the fabric. She moaned slightly as he pulled them in unison, then stiffened a little as the nipple clamps imprisoned her tender flesh. First the left was tugged into place and pinched between the smaller rubber tipped clamps, then a small chain drawn across her skin as the second clamp grasped her right nipple firmly. She let out a long breath, sighing into his arm, surrendering herself to his ministrations. without touching her, he reached under her shoulder and tugged the chain briefly, satisfied with the resulting tug on both her nipples and stifled moan the action brought. Returning to the other side of the bed, she recognized the sound of the cap of the lubricant they favorited.. a brief pause, and his fingers began to play with her clit. She writhed against his hand, her movements causing the chain attached to her nipples to sway and tug at them. He slid one finger into her hot depths and was rewarded with a gush of moisture drenching his hand. She pressed backwards against his hand and was again spanked, a stinging reminder that he was the one in control of this game. A click, and low hum was her only warning before the vibrator slid into her, making her moan loudly as her breath and pulse sped to a gallop. After a minute to accustom herself to the weights pulling on her nipples, the vibrating cock throbbing at her core, he again placed his hands on her ass, squeezing the satiny globes under his fingers. A new pressure formed, a new sensation of pressure against the only remaining orifice. She had barely a second to register the unfamiliarity before a slender plug was slid easily between her cheeks into her ass, gently echoing the vibrations of the cock that was already there. Her breath was nothing but gasps and pants now, her back arching and curling against the pleasures assaulting her body. His fingers pushed harder, firmly inserting the plug against her flesh so it wouldn't slide out, his own breath ragged. Gathering himself, he stood back to once again appraise his progress. She whimpered slightly and her hips bucked involuntarily, fighting against the climax that was threatening to overwhelm her. Her fingers were white knuckled against the sheets. He smiled in satisfaction, and looked down ruefully at his now raging erection before announced loudly that he still had a shower to take, and he'd be back shortly. She gasped in indignation at him, her head twisting towards him. Before she could speak, he peppered her ass with several sharp spanks until she quieted. Then whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon". He went into their adjoining bathroom and turned on the shower, then returned to pause in the doorframe, quiet. She'd obviously assumed he was gone, her body limp and relaxed, but shuddering occasionally, a near silent moan as her hips tried to twist against the unseen devices that were tormenting and teasing her aroused body. He finally stepped into the shower, taking what was likely one of the fastest showers in history, scrubbing himself with a rough fierceness before judging himself clean enough to return to the bedroom. She had clearly relaxed into his captivity, her arms limp against the bed, her hair hanging off the edge nearly draped to the floor. Despite her pose, she was clearly still on the verge of climax, her hips rotating slowly against the vibrator. He must have made a sound, for her head suddenly came up and she stared at him through the black velvet. He stalked towards her, dropping the now forgotten towel on the floor as he entered the bedroom. He'd only half dried, so as he came forward slow drips coursed down his chest and stomach. He paused in front of her, not quite touching, but close enough she could feel his body heat against her face. Like a cobra her mouth struck out, capturing his semi-rigid cock in her lips, sucking furiously and licking the water droplets off the head. He leaned into her, his fingers tangling through her hair as he guided himself down her throat. She took him all, bobbing her head back and forth with a slight slurping noise, pausing to lick the underside of his shaft. He reached under to play with her breasts as her mouth brought him to rock hardness. He grasped her hair again, preventing her from continuing her delicious torment, though she sucked hard on his tip before finally releasing him. He groaned and chuckled "I ought to spank you again for that, if you didn't know I loved it so." Nevertheless, upon his movement to the other side, he knelt between her ankles and smacked her upturned ass sharply several times. "That's not for sucking too hard" he said, "it's because I want your ass nice and red against me when I'm fucking you. I want your skin extra sensitive as it presses against mine" Her hips tilted upwards toward him in silent invitation, the vibrator protruding slightly, nearly dripping with the fluids of her arousal. Apparently his time in the shower had been well spent. He slid the vibrator back and forth, easing it out of her, pushing it hard back in again, then removing it entirely. She moaned in response, arching her back so he could see the base of the plug still resting firmly in her ass. He grasped the base of it firmly, but instead of removing it, pulled it out only enough to add lubricant and began fucking her ass vigorously with it. She writhed frantically against the restraints, panting and moaning in wild gasps, climaxing against him in a frenzied rush, while he looked on, his cock straining to touch her. Finally when he could stand it no more, he knelt between her thighs and grasped her hips, guiding himself into her hot core. She sigh in contentment at his entry, before the friction of his skin as he slid in to the hilt made her climax again, her muscles tightening almost painfully around him. He rode the sensations until she'd nearly stopped spasming, before he drew himself nearly all the way out and began rhythmically sliding in and out. "Oh yeah" she gasped into the blankets. The anal plug remained embedded in her ass, his body pressed against it with every thrust, causing it to rock in time with his movements. His speed increased, and a moan escaped his lips as she again began to buck her hips under his hands, pressing against him, meeting his thrusts and encouraging him with panting pleas. Knowing that she was close again, he reached forward and tugged on the chain still connected to her nipples, feeling the answering shudder in her muscles wrapped around his cock. He pounded against her flesh harder, their movements marked by the sharp slap of sweat drenched flesh hitting sweat drenched flesh. His back arched with a final thrust and he came inside her, triggering yet another climax. He fell forwards on top of her, careful not to put too much weight and crush her, and kissed her shoulder. His fingers traced up her arms and he gently removed the cuffs. A few moments later, fully freed at last, she looked up at him mischievously, "Aren't you in need of another shower?"