0 comments/ 41451 views/ 1 favorites House Call By: Wordsmithress The doorbell rings and I'm still in bed, sleepy and lazing, enjoying the cool breeze of the ceiling fan above my bed and the softness of my sheets. Sprawled out in my king size bed, naked, I realize that the annoying sound I'm hearing is forcing me to wake up and start my day. I quickly pull on a pair of black cotton drawstring pants, no panties. I throw a pale, chartreuse top on figuring that the bra can come later, once I've gotten the caller to go away. Approaching the door, I see the silhouette of a well chiseled male thru my beveled glass. I open the door to find the most handsome upholstery cleaner I ever saw (which is an unexpected surprise, to say the least). Suddenly, I am disappointed by my inability to wake earlier to ready myself for this stud of a house calling furniture cleaner. I let him in, smelling his cologne as it wafts by me, admiring his ass as it passes by me, biting my lip in lustful hunger. I never thought dark green khakis could ever look so good on a man, and I was right. They'd look much better balled up onto the floor with his creamy thighs spread while I service him. So I show him the items that need evaluating. Normally I would leave him to get "more decent," but I decide that indecent might be the way to go. While he drags his "equipment" in, I change into a snug white camisole with spaghetti straps and some shorts....keeping with my minimal undergarment precedent. He's bent over my sofa, turning cushions up as I sit on the chair across from him, lusting his firm, round ass that would look so good in my hands while my tongue french kisses that ass.... I wait for him to turn around and discover the small spot on the ottoman, which is at my feet....and my feet, are strategically placed at the widest sides of the ottoman, ass slid to the edge of the chair. He can't help but blush as he bends down to review the stain on the cushion. He smiles up at me as he sinks to his knees like a peasant before his queen. His beautiful, large hands grip the cushion as his head lowers for a more keen view, analyzing the fabric, the weave, the toes painted in salmon pink, the calves, the thighs that are spread wide open before him and the shorts that gap at the leghole, allowing him to see that he's not here for a "rug" cleaning. He swallows hard as I ask him what he thinks....and if he can take care of, IT. Licking his lips, he turns his head to me and responds with a soft, almost shy "yes." I'm becoming wet as I watch his mop of short hair bobbing around between my legs. He is doing a great job of looking interested in that ottoman. I decide it's time to take matters into my own hands. I lift my right thigh over his head, without warning, so he can't even pull back. My flesh grazes his hair as I lift over and slither to the base of the chair, sliding off the seat. He's obviously uncomfortable with such overt behavior yet he doesn't move. I get on my knees behind him, between his knees. Reaching up under his arms, which are still embracing my ottoman, I begin to undo his shirt buttons. I kiss the back of his neck softly. He doesn't ask what I'm doing. He just lets out a small moan and his body shudders slightly, in disbelief. Tugging his shirt free of those horrible, restrictive pants, I peel the shirt down, from behind, off his muscular shoulders and free of his gorgeous back. Pulling my own camisole up, I press my bare breasts to his back, nipples hard with excitement, as i reach around his chest and explore his chest with my full palms. The feeling of hair on his body titillates me and forces me to bite into his left shoulderblade. Biting up his back, to the base of this neck, my fingertips circle his nipples, making them harden, then tugging the nipples softly so I can whip them into the frenzy of erection that my nipples are experiencing in his back. Sucking the left side of his neck, tasting the salt of a hard day's work, my hands move down his flat stomach to his belt. I undo his belt as his head leans back onto my shoulder, arching his throat and moans escaping his beautiful lips. Unzipping him, I'm able to slip my hands into his pants. Now is where I find that he's very, very happy to see me. The bulge in his boxers makes it clear that this little home visit is well needed. The wet spot on the front of them tells me just how eager he is. I massage his cock with my hands, grasping him thru the boxers and using the fabric against his cock like a sheath lovingly encasing his most precious jewel. His moans are hoarse as his head arcs back harder into my shoulder, using my body as support. I kiss his left cheek as I masturbate his beautiful hard on. His hips are thrusting into my hands, fucking my hands. His ass pumps softly against my body. I begrudgingly free my hands of his cock but I sink my fingertips into his waistband quickly enough to assuage my sadness. In one rapid movement, his pants and boxers are down to his bent knees, his ass is bare, his cock free. I trail kisses down his back as I whisper for him to NOT move. I can see his fingers digging into the side of the ottoman as I kiss over his waist, down his hip, and over his now chill covered bottom. The beauty and firmness of his ass almost overwhelm me. I desperately want to bite into him but am afraid of causing him pain. I fight my urge and focus on the hip in front. My tongue laps down the front of his body, against the bare, soft flesh of his hip to the soft hair of his thigh, causing him to jerk in a full body shudder. He must be ticklish.... I ask him to sit on the floor for me so I can remove his pants and he silently obeys. His legs extended before him, I remove his shoes and easily slip his pants and boxers off. Though his cock is beckoning me, I begin at his feet. I remove his socks, rubbing his feet free of sock debris, looking into his blue eyes. Crouching down, I suckle the big toe of his left foot into my mouth. I watch for his reaction as I make my way to each toe. Sucking them, flicking my tongue playfully. My thumbs rubbing the hard working balls of his feet, massaging, as I suck. Pressing my mouth to the arch of his foot. Licking the underside of his foot as he moans and then, giggles. I smile at him as I kiss over the top of his foot, up along his calf, lifting his bent leg so I can lick the back of his kneecap. Licking down the backside of his thigh then turning my head so i can lick his inner thigh. My hair is now at his ball sack so I am gentle with my movements. I press my face to his scrotum. The soft fuzz of his ballsack against my nose, lips, cheeks, even eyebrows, as I 'sense' him with my face alone. I breathe deeply and inhale his scent, making a production out of it by rubbing my nose up along his hard shaft as my eyes close, softly purring. Opening my eyes as i rub my cheek to his cock, he is leaning back onto his elbows, watching me worship his phallus. Returning my face to his balls, I begin to kiss his testicles and suckle his scrotum, tonguing my way upward, purring as I tongue. Washing over his full sack, I am dreamy-eyed and content. I turn my head sideways so I can run my mouth over his shaft, upward, as tho I were eating an ear of corn (minus teeth). Just mouthing my way up his throbbing cock, to that sweet, head. His head is deepening in color and there's a lovely pearl of pre cum awaiting me, like a gift for a loyal servant. I suck his large mushroom into my mouth. I suck at the pearl, moaning as I take my reward. Then in one movement, I am on my hands and knees and my lips envelop his shaft. His thickness and length prevents full penetration at first taking but I bob and lap at him until I can relax my throat enough to take more. I am savagely engulfing this man's cock. My body ripples and moves as though he's fucking me from mouth to cunt in one whole, long movement. Diving down on him, ass in the air, breasts against the carpet. I am salivating as I suck his massive cock, lubrication running to his base. I wrap my thumb and fingers around his cock and begin to pump him into my mouth. He lets out the loudest sound I have heard from him yet. His head is back, eyes closed, and he is calling for god as he tells me not to stop, to just suck his cock dry. I am fueled by his words and I desire his cum. I long to taste him after he is gone for the day. I keep massaging my hand up and down his cock, following down with my mouth, faster and faster, over and over. I reach a finger under my pants to my pussy. I am soaking. Swirling my finger into my wetness, I saturate my fingertip. Pressing my fingertip ever so gently under his testicles, I rim his crease with my fingertip, lubing down from balls to anus, then back up again. I wet my finger again and repeat, over and over, as he coos for me. When I am convinced his bottom is wet and ready, I press my thumb to his anus, lightly applying pressure, diligent to suck him and keep him relaxed. His hands are clasping my head and forcing me down his shaft. His fingers grasping at strands of hair as he moans. As he bucks up into my face, I ease my thumb into him. His grunts intensify as my thumb penetrates him. I rotate my thumb as I suckle his cock. His tight ass grips me. He calls out that he's going to cum if I don't stop. There is NO WAY I am going to stop this. His hips arc up and fill my mouth with cock. My thumb is planted into his rectum, up to my knuckle. The first gust of cum surges out, hitting deep into my throat, followed by several more. Ribbons of warm cum dancing on my tongue, the roof of my mouth, and leaking out the corner of my mouth as I desperately try to swallow all of him. He softens, ever so slightly, in my mouth. His body is no longer tensing and then jolting. He's panting as he lies back onto his back. I watch his chest heave as I suck up to his head and release it, letting it fall into a spent heap. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, push my camisole back down, covering my breasts. He dresses. On his way to the door, he opens his lips to speak but I place my finger to his lips. "Shhhhh....I need you to finish the job tomorrow. Come back then." He nods and walks to his truck, legs like a newborn deer. As I close my door, I know, he will indeed, come....again tomorrow. House Call The brakes of his old truck squealed, drawing him out of his trance. He'd be thinking about what could happen when he found the house he was looking for. It belong to a woman he'd met online through a website specifically for those interested in BDSM. Initially they'd connected on their mutual love of writing. She had some of her stories available online, they were steamy female domination tales that contained feelings he had never confessed to another soul but were laid bare in in front of him in black and white by a complete stranger. Needless to say he found the material compelling and after initiating a dialogue with the author found that not only was she beautiful but also lived in the same general area as he did. After exchanging a few initial pleasantries, they shared some pictures and the messages became more and more explicit. His instincts had been correct, not only did she share his feelings about warm, benevolent female domination but also many of his specific fetishes. They both greatly enjoyed the idea of a nude male in the presence of one or more clothed females, possibly performing some service such as cleaning or serving drinks. Finally he'd managed to bring up the idea of a meeting and after some more talk she'd agreed. The basic idea was that he would do some light chores in the nude while she watched, although he certainly hoped it would progress beyond that. Finally he found the house. It was a well kept Craftsman near the end of a quiet street. He parked nearby and paused. Shifting in his seat he felt a slight difference due to the trimming he'd done around his pubic area. He was not particularly dense, but he wanted to present himself as best he could to her and hoped the recent efforts would make him appear more well endowed. True, he was not lacking in that area but every little bit counts he thought to himself. His mind raced through the various scenarios he'd been envisioning for the past few weeks. What she'd say, what he'd say, what her touch would feel like. He came back to reality realizing he'd been sitting on the street parked for several minutes now. He got out of the truck and shut the door, walking confidently towards the stone walkway and up the front steps, wondering if she was watching him and if so, what she was thinking. He wanted very badly for her to be attracted to him, to make her happy and for her to enjoy herself. His heart pounded as he reached the door, his usual official sounding knock sounded like a lie to him as he felt heat rising through his chest and up his neck into his cheeks. He sensed movement in the house and his trepidation doubled as the sound of light footsteps became louder. The door opened and he immediately forgot everything he'd practiced. She looked beautiful in a light, form fitting sun dress with a pair of heels. She was tall and lean, with well proportioned hips and breasts that would be the envy of a younger woman. Her auburn hair was cut stylishly, her skin had a healthy glow and her eyes were hazel. He stood there, stunned by her beauty, as she stuck out her hand. "Hi," she said with a shy smile. "H-hello," he replied, his voice cracking. She gracefully pretended not to notice and moved aside as he entered. "You have a beautiful home". "Oh well thank you, I try to keep this old place up. Trust me it's more fun to visit than it is to work on," she said with a knowing laugh. "Would you like a drink?" "Water please," he replied, finally remembering his manners. She moved into the kitchen and returned shortly with two tall glasses of cool water. They walked through the yard as she pointed out the various landscaping she had done as well as an ornate brick patio shaded by a grove of eucylyptus trees. The more she talked the better he felt, even going so far as to ask some questions about her garden. "Why don't you follow me inside and have a seat on the sofa," she said after a brief pause. He did as he was told, sitting carefully on the large, yellow and white stripped couch. She sat on the other end, one leg curled up under her and still holding her glass. His rested on a coaster on the side table. "You are to address me as Miss. You are to speak only when spoken to and only enough to fully reply to me," she said in a slightly lower voice. "You are to obey my orders without question. Any deviation from these orders will result in punishment. Is that clear?" "Y-yes Miss" he croaked. "Stand up" she said firmly. "First of all I do not tolerate modesty. I think you're an attractive young man and I will not have you hiding anything from me. Remove your shirt". He quickly obeyed, wincing at his less than perfect physique but not wanting to disappoint her. "Now take off your shoes, pants and socks." His heart thudded in his chest as he felt that familiar heat rising up his face. He set his shoes neatly beside the couch. His pants slid down revealing boxer briefs with a small bulge in the front. He folded his pants and set them next to his shoes. He was extremely aware of his underwear outlining his genitals and fought the urge to cover himself. This is why he was here. "Good boy. Hands on behind your head and feet apart. Let's have a look at you." The heat turned to cold as he felt her gaze on him. "Turn around. Legs farther apart. Now bend over and touch the floor." He felt his leg muscles tighten as he bent over, keenly away of her view. "My water is a bit low, please refill it for me." He stood up, turned around and walked over to her. Taking the cup in the kitchen he refilled it carefully and brought it back to her. "Thank you. Stay where you are, same position as before and look straight ahead." He clasped his hands behind his head stood with his legs apart. He saw her take a long drink and set the glass on the table. Her hand moved up and cupped the moderate bulge in his underwear, squeezing gently. Because of the prolonged build up it felt like an electrical shock. "Mmm what a nice big penis you have. Have you been playing with it a lot lately?" He stood, unable to speak. Her gripped tighten around his testicles. "I asked you a question." "Yes Miss" "Yes Miss what?" "Yes Miss I have been playing with it a lot lately" "What do you think about?" "T-this" She smiled despite the situation. Such a charmer. She massaged him through his underwear, feeling him grow. "You think about me when you masturbate? "Yes Miss" She stood in front of him, her hand sliding past the waistband, through his newly trimmed pubic hand and onto her new toys. His heartbeat was deafening in his ears. She stroked him with a practiced touch, enjoying the feeling of his foreskin retracting over the tightening skin of his member. Her hand traveled farther down, cupping his testicles and moving each one around in her fingers. Her finely manicured nails gently scratched the skin around his scrotum, sending shivers up his spine and making him weak in the knees. Just as he was beginning to relax and enjoy the touching, she pulled her hand out of his boxer briefs. "I think it's time for you to get to work" she said coolly as she sat down. An awkward silence followed. "Surely you haven't forgotten our agreement?" "Miss?" he managed, his throat tight with embarassment and desire. "Slip your underwear off sweetie" she said, her warmth returning. This was it. This was what he'd be waiting for, dreaming about and masturbating to since he began talking to her. He hooked his thumbs in his waistband, drawing them down slightly. As his pubic hair became visible he felt a sudden stab of modesty. He was standing in front of a beautiful woman, his heart practically jumping out of his chest, with the sole purpose of being seen naked by her. His thoughts suddenly flashed to what her life might be like outside of this encounter. Surely a woman like her was popular, with many friends and social engagements. Did they have any idea what she was capable of? Did he? She cleared her throat, raising her eyebrows and smiling as he came out of his trance. This was it. He pulled his underwear all the way down his legs, stepped out of them, folded them and set them on his pants. Her gaze rested on his genitals as she sipped her water. "What a cute little penis you have! And it looks like you've trimmed. Was that for me?" she cooed. Her use of the word penis excited him tremendously, but he couldn't put his finger on why. It seemed so clinical, yet felt so personal. Perhaps it was because it took away all the defense the other words for it held. He had never felt more exposed. He had hoped when he was naked he would someone become more aroused, but now he felt smaller if anything. "I take it you're a grower?" she asked pointedly. His headed pounded as he struggled to form a sentence. "What did I tell you?" Without waiting for answer she uncrossed her leg and pointed to her lap. "Lay across my legs." He moved woodenly towards her, his penis and testicles bobbing and swaying lewdly as he clumsily manuevered into position. She pulled the hem of her sundress up, exposing her tanned, parted thighs. His genitals fit nicely between her warm legs. He couldn't be sure but he thought he felt her close around him. She ran her hand over his buttocks, down between his legs and even traced a finger between his cheeks. "Sweetie this is called discipline. You need to learn your place and when I'm done with you here you will know it well." With that she began spanking him. Moderately at first but with increased strength. Although not a large woman she seemed to know just how to do it and he found himself squirming under her hand. At the same time however he felt a strange tingling between his legs. He penis was slowly hardening and as he tried to twist away from the blows the friction from her thighs felt wonderful. He was nearly overcome by his need to make this woman happy as well as his attraction to her. Finally she stopped and indicated he should stand. He did, his erection obvious. "Silly horny boy... do you think I didn't notice? Thrusting your little penis in between my legs, trying to get some pleasure out your spanking? Now you get to learn the difference between discipline and punishment. Stand in front of me with your legs spread and your hands behind your head." She took his penis in her hand, stroking it slowly up and down as it came to a full erection. "Is this what you want? You want to get some cheap thrill and cum all over my legs?" She held his penis in one hand, palm up. He didn't even seen her other hand come down swiftly on top of it and when he felt the intense sting he nearly doubled over. "Oh that's just the first of five honey." Four more blows rained down and by the end he was reduced to a soft, bright red penis. She led him across the living room and for the next hour directed his meager cleaning efforts, enjoying the sigh of his naked body struggling to impress her. She watched as he bent on all fours, wiping the dust off of her coffee table, his testicles hanging down, tempting her, thinking of what she would soon be doing to them. She led him into the kitchen. "Get up on the island. All fours. Knees far apart," she ordered. His heard began thudding again. He'd gotten somewhat comfortable in her presense, but the implications of this began washing over him as he climbed up on on the island in the middle of the kitchen. "Arch your back and stick your bottom up in the air as far as you can. That's a good boy." He felt his anus become exposed as he did as he was told. He had no idea what to think but wanted to please her very badly. "Are you enjoying yourself sweetie?" she asked. "Yes Miss, very much." he replied quickly. "Good, I'm glad. You're doing great, but you're not as focused as you could be and I think I know why." She reached underneath him and fondled him intimately. "Do you need release?" "Y-yes miss," he could barely get the words out. "Oh you poor thing, getting teased all day. I bet your little balls are tight and full," she said, squeezing them with her other hand. He felt a warm, spreading sensation around his balls followed by the tickle of her delicate finger making it's way into his cheeks. He jumped as she touched his anus, massaging it in circular motions. It felt amazing combined with her slow, methodical stroking of his penis. Finally he felt an uncomfortable pressure which quickly subsided and was replacing by a feeling he'd never experienced before. It was almost a good burning. He felt as if he were about to urinate but was so lost in the moment the thought passed through him quickly. He leaned his head down between his arms, trying to make sense of this situation and, looking back, noticed a thin but steady stream of semen coming from this penis and puddling on the countertop. His mind was screaming for release, for the thundering orgasm he knew was building, but somehow she seemed to keep him at the peak of his arousal as she expertly manipulated his body. Finally she stopped and removed her finger, letting go of his penis and letting it swing between his legs. "I'm sure that's better honey. Now I'm afraid it's time for you to learn a difficult lesson. You've been less than obedient today and that is not acceptable. Roll over on your back, I'll be right back." She returned with a pair of handcuffs and a length of rope. She cuffed his hands above his head and secured them to an unseen point on the island and ordered him to spread his knees apart and put the soles of his feet together. She tied his legs and as he tested his bonds he found he couldn't protect himself. He was truly at her mercy. "I'm going to paddle your balls. It's going to hurt, but you'll take this pain for me because not only will it make you better, it will please me." She produced a small, padded wooden paddle as she encircled the base of his scrotum with her other hand, drawing it up tightly. He was aware of everything from his own nudity to her cool hands on his most intimate parts. Without emotion she delivered the first blow. It was not hard but more than enough to send that familiar wave of pain through his vulnerable body. Just as the peaked, the second blow came, then the third. By the seventh and eight he was a basket case. His whole world was his balls and that paddle. In that moment he was totally devoted to her, he would've done anything satisfy her. He cried out and it visibly affected her, as if his cries of pain were actually arousing to her. He felt her bring the paddle down harder and harder, each one bringing a more intense reaction from him and in turn from her. Finally the blow stopped. "Shh it's over now sweetie. You did great, I'm very proud of you," she said softly as she leaned down to kiss him on the cheek. She picked up his limp penis, pulling the foreskin back carefully. It responded slightly to her touch in spite of the situation. She stroked it with two fingers, nursing his faint erection until it stood on it's own and pulsated strongly. She stopped briefly, unzipping the back of her dress and revealing her breasts to him. They were small but still high and firm, her pink nipples taut as she pinched and pulled them sensually. Finally she applied more oil to her hands and grasped his penis with both hands, going up and down and twisting. He writhed uncontrollably at her touch, finally not holding back. "Cum for me sweetie. I want to see you cum for me. Thrust that big penis up into my hands. Do you like my tits? Hmm? That's a good boy." He didn't last long and it felt as if his whole world was being squeezed through his penis and shot out the end. Truthfully she had milked him nearly dry earlier but he still managed a bit. Her breasts bounced up and down with the motion of her arms as he finally subsided. "Mmm good boy." She untied him and helped him to a sitting position, then down on the floor. She dropped her dress to reveal a flat stomach and white cotton panties. She drew them down over her hips, stepped out of them and smiled, taking his hand and leading him upstairs to the shower. House Call I never knew what was wrong with me. All my promiscuous friends had told me how wonderful it was and what I was missing out on, but I could never seem to achieve it. Orgasm. Since I first became sexually aware of myself I had tried and tried, rubbing, poking, stroking, teasing, but to no avail. It seemed like I was constantly horny, too, the ultimate torture. Now at nineteen I was beyond frustrated with myself, becoming upset with each failed attempt. So I just stopped trying. I was extremely sheltered my whole life, everything was censored, no 'grown up' tv shows that might contain sex, violence or cursing, I was sent to private boarding schools which allowed no nonsense. This all meant that by nineteen I had next to no life experience. I felt myself becoming unsettled in my tame life, I wanted to experience something, anything that might excite me. I saw no opportunities as my first semester of university came and went, none of the boys there stood out to me. While my girlfriends and housemates all went on drunken slutty escapades, I stayed in and studied. I was beginning to worry that I'd never be appealing to anyone and that my life would continue this way forever. During the summer holidays I came back home. Mum and dad always fussed over me whenever I came back from being away, interrogating me, making sure I hadn't done anything stupid like let a drop of alcohol come within a meter of my lips. I answered all their questions as we put my things in my room upstairs. 'I'm so glad you're home sweetheart,' my mum said, kissing me on the forehead and rushing down to prepare dinner, leaving my father and I in the room, 'Oh, I forgot to mention, hun, your mother and I are going golfing tomorrow, then to a barbecue at Lisa and John's. I would ask if you wanted to come along, but I'd say you wouldn't want to hang around us stuffy old people all day.' He chuckled, and ruffled my hair, 'if you do end up going out, just leave the back door open for the IT man, he's coming to fix the computer thingie-ma-jiggy. I've told him where the office is but if you're here you could show him for us, right, doll?' 'Course, dad.' I gave him a quick hug and flopped onto my old bed, he left, shutting the door behind him. I mulled over being home again and tried to think of some kind of plan for the next day, home alone. No point in masturbating like a normal person, no walking around naked, perhaps a swim? Yeah, a swim will do. The next day mum and dad left before I woke. I trotted downstairs in my pajamas, the heat creating a peppering of sweat on my forehead. I whipped into my bikini and dove into the pool shortly after breakfast. I swam around and lazed on the blow up couch for a while, then slipped back into the cool water. My body was cooled and I felt my nipples harden. I swam over to the steps of the pool and sat on the second one, leaving me submerged completely aside from my head. I couldn't help but begin to massage my breasts, pinching and squeezing my nipples through my bikini top. I felt warmth growing in my groin and leaned back, ready to reach down and make another attempt at climax, when I heard a voice clearing loudly. 'Ahem!' I whipped my head up and saw a huge man standing on our back patio, looking at me sternly. He was at least 6'8", massively built, bald and had a bit of a beard. I almost screamed until I saw his shirt that claimed he belonged to an IT company. 'Oh, hey there!' I yelled to him, trying my best to pretend I wasn't just thinking about touching myself. I was very good at hiding sexual frustration. 'Hey, I'm Derek, I'm here about the computer.' He replied while trying not to watch me exit the pool; I was wet, nipples erect and bikini clad. 'Right, right. I'll show you in, hold up.' I called, toweling myself off briefly and wrapping the towel around my hips. I approached him and put my hand put my hand out to shake, 'I'm Kittie.' 'Nice to meet you, Kittie.' He took my hand abruptly and shook. He seemed very dismissive of me, but I caught him glimpsing at my breasts, which excited me, though I never thought a man like this could cause a reaction like that in me. I suddenly felt giddy and nervous, like I had a little crush, which is probably how he saw it, being in his thirties at least. I'd never interacted sexually with another person before, so I decided not to try anything too overzealous. I simply exaggerated the movements of my hips and changed my tone slightly as I showed him to the office. He sat down in the office chair and smiled up at me, dismissively. I nodded and accepted another failed potential encounter. I went upstairs to change into some cool clothes and pretended I was home alone again. I eventually found myself surfing the net, flicking through a friend's blog, when I found an image that created a stir beneath my pleated skirt. I felt a smidge of wetness escape my pussy lips and decided to go to the bathroom and wipe it up, but the image caught my attention again. My heart pounded hard and I felt more excitement stirring. This could finally be it, I thought. I skipped over to my bed and lay down, not bothering to close the door. I pulled my pink panties down to my ankles and spread my knees. Two of my fingers found my cunt hole and massaged the wetness all around my pussy, covering my lips and clit. My arousal grew and grew, I moved my fingers around fiercely, and could feel my first orgasm growing, but my arm was growing tired and I was frustrated. I had the imagery, the arousal but no stamina or patience. I was about to give up when I heard a quiet gasp at my door. My eyes shot open and I saw his huge frame standing there, 'I'm so sorry!' Derek blurted, but did not move. I could see the huge bulge in his pants and my horniness skyrocketed again, my fingers swirling faster and faster. 'Please..' I moaned, 'oh please finish me off..' I had no idea what I was saying but I knew I needed him to touch me and finish off this huge wave of nirvana that was almost upon me. For a moment I thought he wouldn't move, and a spring of embarrassment panged in my chest. There he was, the IT guy, walking in on his clients daughter, touching herself in her room. He must think she's such a little whore. He stood there stunned for only a moment more, then he slowly moved over to my bed side and kneeled there, just staring at me rubbing myself. I was so turned on looking at him watching me, another jolt of pleasure shot through me. 'Please!' I groaned louder. He looked unsure, like I didn't really want it, or maybe he was trying to gage how old I was, but despite it he slid his right hand up my smooth thigh and pushed two fingers inside, my tightness was the only thing that resisted them. 'Oooohhoh!' I moaned and pushed my head back into my pillows, letting him take control of my bliss completely. The feeling probing my cunt was so intense I began shaking, I thought I was cumming, until his thumb found my clit and he massaged it vigorously and I knew by the almost agonizing pleasure that this was it. I shook uncontrollably and dug my fingers so hard into my blankets I thought the material would rip. I barely made a noise, only scrunching my features and writhing back and forth with each flick of his thumb. I felt no concept of time until my orgasm had subsided to a warm pulsating. I finally exhaled and relaxed my body, I opened my eyes and saw Derek kneeling beside me, looking partially in shock at my reeling orgasm. He had taken his fingers out from me sometime before I'd finished and had his hand on my thigh, almost awkward about keeping it there. I noticed again the gigantic bulge in the front of his jeans, ravenous for more now that he had started me off. I smiled at him and smoothed my hand over his. 'My parents are out all day, you wanna keep me company?' I rolled on my side and pulled his hand behind me, to my round ass. He squeezed voluntarily and grinned, 'How can I say no to that?' To be continued... House call I was still in a delighted daze after my first experience with Julie. I looked forward eagerly to our next meeting, specially when she responded favorably to my request that she wear stockings and garters for me in the future.. Before I could call her, Julie called me. She said that her mother Mrs. Smith, who was my patient was feeling unwell and so could not keep her office appointment. Would it be possible for me to stop by the house. Of course I readily agreed to this not only because I liked Mrs. Smith, but also because it would give me an opportunity however brief to see Julie. That afternoon was free so off I went, carrying my little black bag. Mrs Smith and Julie lived in a pleasant home about ½ an hour from my office. On my arrival Julie greeted me warmly, and once inside the door she kissed me hungrily, and pressed her body up against me. My Cock hardened immediately. Reluctantly I tore myself away and asked about my patient. “She’s upstairs in bed” said Julie, and pointed out the way. I went up to a bedroom where I found Mrs. Smith lying in bed. She greeted me warmly, but did not appear to be very ill or even indisposed. I asked her what her problem was, and she pointed to her stomach. I told Mrs. Smith that I would examine her, but would like to have Julie in the room while I examined her. I called to Julie who answered that she would be right up, but that I might start in the meantime. I pulled back the bed sheet and to my astonishment saw that Mrs. Smith was clothed only in a lacy black garter belt whose straps framed her upper thighs and vagina. The latter was covered by grayish brown curls. The garter belt supported dark gray, fully fashioned nylons worn on long, still shapely legs. “ I hear that you have a liking for Garters and Stockings,” Mrs. Smith said and smiled. Before I could answer she reached up to my trousers and began fondling my rapidly hardening and enlarging Cock. I was almost paralyzed and speechless. She expertly unzipped my pants as she sat up in bed. Then she gently freed my bursting Cock from my shorts and before I could say a word took it into her mouth. Within seconds she was giving me a blow job whose expertise even exceeded that of the blow job given me the day before by her daughter Julie. Her warm tongue caressed the tip of my Cock and found its opening, with which she toyed. Then her mouth engulfed my Cock in its entirety, all the while she was playing her tongue up, down, and around it providing me with indescribably pleasurable sensations. I could not, and really didn't want to delay the inevitable explosion. I very soon felt the familiar sensation of warmth and tingling in my Balls and Cock that indicated I was about to come. I warned her that I was about to come She looked up with the same expression that had been on Julie's face the day before as we got out of the Hot-tub. "That's OK," she said. “That’s exactly what the Doctor ordered to make me feel better.” Whereupon I came in explosive waves that seemed never to stop. Mrs. Smith swallowed everything, and afterwards licked my Cock clean with apparent gusto. “Could I have a treatment too?” I heard Julie’s voice. Unnoticed by me she apparently had been standing at the door to the bedroom watching everything. Of course I agreed, and together she and Mrs. Smith rapidly undressed me, and made room for me on the bed. Mrs. Smith began to kiss my breasts and to play with my Cock, that once again stood to attention. “That’s not fair Mom” said Julie. “Its my turn now.” She too had stripped down to her own Garter belt and Nylons. The former framed her golden-brown haired vagina and the latter her trim, long legs and thighs. This of course further inflamed my desire and of course my erection. I looked at both women. Mrs. Smith was an older version of Julie. They had very similar features, complexions, and hair coloring, although her mother’s hair was expertly colored with an attractive gray tint. Even their bodies were similar, except that Mrs. Smith had some abdominal wrinkles, and her breasts were larger, and nipples more prominent but not as firm as were Julie’s. As Julie kissed her Mother's mouth she licked some of my cum that remained on her lips and tongue. They embraced warmly and Julie kissed her way down her Mother's body. She reached her mother's breasts and fondled and sucked them until the nipples became prominent and hard. When she reached her mother's groin Mrs. Smith spread her legs and Julie enthusiastically began to lick the Vaginal lips. Her tongue soon found her mother's Clitoris. Mrs. Smith began to breathe hard and writhed and moaned with obvious pleasure. She clutched Julie’s head close to her Vagina with with one hand, while she stroked my Cock with the other. I could not be a spectator any longer so I moved to the head of the bed. There, I knelt on my knees over Mrs. Smith’s head and slowly inserted my bursting and rock hard Cock into Julie’s Vagina. It plunged into the warm, moist, clinging cavity with hardly any resistance .Julie moved in unison with me. She met every twist, thrust and turn with a corresponding one of her own. In the meantime her mother’s mouth lay directly under my balls. Every time I withdrew my Cock from Julie's Vagina and reinserted it, Mrs. Smith kissed and licked it. Occasionally she kissed, licked and nibbled at my balls. Soon the three of us were all moving like a well synchronized, well oiled machine, and we all were racing to the same conclusion. That came in a very short time. Mrs. Smith writhed and cried out as she began to come. At the same time I felt the muscles of Julie’s vagina squeezing my Cock as she came which of course stimulated my own release. I come again and again in profuse amounts. Our passions gradually subsided and we lay exhausted, and dripping with sweat on the bed. The only motion came from Mrs. Smith who lapped up the Cum that leaked from Julie’s Vagina. For the next several minutes we lay entwined together as a jumble of arms and legs, and kissed and fondled each other. “Aren’t we lucky” said Mrs. Smith. “We’ve found a doctor who still makes house calls.” House Call Me: I'm sitting in the waiting room, duckie jammie pants, black tank top, and a box of tissues Him: come on in ma'am... (Opening the door for you, gray slacks, white doc coat... hair a little messy from the busy morning... watching you, overwhelmed by my gorgeous sick patient...) Him: what can I do for you?? Me: well, I'm feverish, constantly tired, coughing, constant headaches… Him: oh no... Well I'm terribly sorry... I hope I can be of service today... let me check your pulse for starters ma'am.... Him: (grabbing my stethoscope...moving close to you....) Him: I'm going to have to check your pulse with this... if you don't mind I'm going to need to put in your chest... Me: I give you an impish grin Him: moving in close to you... holding your lower back with my left hand... sliding the stethoscope inside the collar of your slightly unbuttoned jammies... down into your cleavage.... Me: I giggle and lean back, closing my eyes Him: (I realize I'm not even paying attention to your heartbeat, just looking down at your incredible tits... ) uhhh... ok... let me get your pulse here... (Regroup and start counting) Him: hmmmm....... your heart sound fine to me.... which is always a good thing... let me check from a little farther down... Him: sliding it further down between your tits... leaning in closer... Him: sorry if it's a little cold... Me: mm it's ok, feels kind of nice Me: my nipples get hard from the coolness on my breast Him: yeah it does... I mean yeah you do... I mean your pulse sounds perfect..... (Stumbling, backing away from you slightly) Him: ok well let me get a look at that throat.... Him: open wide ma'am... (Approaching you again... the front of my slacks pressed against your thigh...) Me: I give you a sexy look; open my mouth, tongue out, saying ahhh Him: I have to say if all my patients looked like you... I wouldn't even need to get paid for this gig... (Smiling charmingly at you)... ok lets see what we have here... Me: I giggle and look you in the eye Him: (holding your neck with both hands, tilting your head back slightly) Him: nope nothing but a gorgeous face and perfect tongue here... Me: I lean close and give you a gentle kiss on the cheek Him: mmmm.... uhhh... well thanks ma'am Him: adjusting my now bulging slacks... Him: walking over and shutting the door.... walking back over to you.... Me: my eyes watching your bulge moving in your pants Him: is there anything else I can "do" for you ma'am...? Me: I grab your tie and pull you close Him: mmmmm.... well I guess there is.... (Leaning in and kissing your perfect lips... I feel your tongue in my mouth....) Him: I think I should do a full body examination ma'am... Him: unbuttoning your top and pushing it off your shoulders, exposing your young busty figure.... Me: mmmmm Him: mmmm.... fuck ma'am... I don't know if we should be doing this... I have other appointments today Me: I pout and give you a sad look Me: well we don't have to now... how about tonight at my place? Him: what time???? Me: what time will your last appointment be over? Him: 5... Him: 4 hours from now.... Him: kissing down your neck... and onto your soft breasts as I listen Me: I only live a few blocks from here... meet at 5:30 Him: holding and squeezing them both in my hands.... licking your hard nipples.... Him: ok ma'am.... Him: pulling your top back on Him: see you in a while......... Him: (5:30 rolls around....) Me: I'm lounging on my couch in a red satin gown, still carrying around a box of tissues Him: walking inside... checking your poor sick, yet remarkably hot body out as I follow you into the room Him: why don't I try and take your mind off this cold ma'am.... the doc is here to help Me: the name is Sylvia and I'd love the assistance Him: mmmm.... Sylvia is it.... walking towards you.... Him: well I don't think I can fully help you with your gown on.... Him: backing you into a well.... leaning into your body.... my thigh moving in between your legs... Him: I've wanted you since the second you stepped foot in my office this morning... and now I'm going to have you.... Him: leaning into you.... kissing you hard.... Me: mmmmmmm Him: my hands running up your thighs... and hips... up your sides... Him: caressing your hot tits through the satin gown.... Me: my tits pressed against you, heaving as I breathe heavier and heavier Him: hands moving up to your shoulders... sliding the straps slowly... down your shoulders.... down your chest... the satin stretching to slide over your tan, full breasts.... Him: mmmm... god what a body you have Sylvia.... Me: mmm thank you Him: sliding the gown down your body... over your hips... letting it fall to the ground at your feet... Him: mmmm.... Him: I fall to my knees... kissing and licking your body as I move down you... Him: hopefully this can take your mind off it... Him: lifting up your right leg and putting it over the back of my left shoulder... Him: moving in... Pressing my tongue between your hot shaved cunt lips.... Me: I moan and hold onto the wall for support Him: mmm..... I pull your slit wide with my fingers.... sliding my tongue from your soft ass all the way up to your swollen clit.... Him: then pushing my tongue deep into your hot hole.... Me: I'm moaning and making nonsense noises, holding onto your hair Me: legs trembling at your touch Him: I run my hand up the inside oh your left leg.... up your firm thigh.... two fingers toying with the entrance of your tight pussy while I move my tongue up to play lick your clit... Him: I suddenly shove 2 fingers deep up into your snatch.... slamming them up into the back of your cunt... your body raising slightly... Me: I cry out and orgasm, gripping your hair tightly, shaking as it subsides, nearly collapsing on top of you Him: mmmm.... licking up your hot cream as your body shakes in climax.... Him: oh Syl... I want to fuck you up against this wall right now... its time for doc to give you your medicine... Him: moving up your body.... Him: tasting your wetness on my tongue.... Him: do you want me to fuck you baby? Him: do you want my cock inside you Syl? Me: yesss baby fuck me good Him: well open your present baby.... looking down at my bulging slacks... Me: let me rub that hardness out for you, that must be stressful having it all bunched up in there like that Him: mmm.... yeah it is a little cramped.... wouldn't mind that at all Me: mmmmm, kneeling down, unzipping your fly Me: taking your hard cock into my hand, stroking its length Him: mmmmm..... Fuck Sylvia.... (Leaning against the wall, looking down at you, your hot cleavage, back, and ass) Him: mmmmm..... Fuck baby..... Do you like my cock Syl? Do you like how big it is/? Him: 8 inches.... perfectly thick.... Me: mmm Him: big enough for your mouth, and little hands, and pussy I hope Me: plenty Me" I take your cock into my mouth, sucking on it teasingly... slowly nibbling at the head Him: uhhhhh..... Oh baby.... fuck you're such a lil tease... Me: my teeth stroking up and down the shaft, tongue flicking at the underside Him: mmmmm..... (Leaning back against the wall, my pants open and my cock deep in your mouth...) Me: my hands working at your balls, tongue grazing their sensitive tissue Him: uhhhh.... looking down at your hot body, wanting to have your mouth around my cock, your pussy, your hands, your tits.... mmmmm Me: I pull your pants down, cock still in my mouth, gripping at your ass cheeks, scratching at them with my nails Him: mmmm.... fuck Syl..... god that feels so good...... (Moving my hips forward each time you suck down on the shaft) Me: my finger grazes your asshole accidentally, and I look up at you with a worried expression that you'd be mad Him: mmmmmm.... god that feels fucking perfect baby.... don't stop.... Me: do you like your asshole played with baby? Him: oh god yes.... feels so good while you fuck my shaft with your mouth Me: what if I did this.... I stick my pinky in your asshole and make you cum all over my tits, involuntarily Me: the male g spot is very powerful Him: uhhhhh.......... fuck baby.......... Him: damn that felt so good........ wWWWooowww Him: looking down at your cum covered body Me: I scoop some cum off my tit and lick my finger clean, mmmm so good Him: mmmmm.... fuck baby..... Damn you are incredible.... how can I ever repay that??? Me: I turn and head off to the shower to get cleaned up Me: still licking cum from my fingers Him: mmm... I think I'll join you..... Me: the warm water feels so nice against my skin Him: stripping naked as I follow you... my hard built body enjoying the cooling air... my cock growing back to life as I watch you in the water.... Him: you're such a good patient... I'll be your doctor any time Sylvia (smiling at you, a seductive chuckle...) Me: I bite my lip and wiggle my ass in your direction in response Him: mmmm... you asked for it baby.... (Stepping into the shower, moving up behind you pressing my body into yours...) Him: feeling the hot water between our bodies.... Him: reaching around and massaging your hot, big slick tits in my hands Him: kissing your back and neck.... Him: sliding my cock up and down your ass, the shaft touching your now dripping snatch and the base teasing your asshole.... Him: as I caress your entire body in the hot water.... Me: I moan and let your hands roam my body Him: pushing my body into you more, up against the wall of the shower... the weight of my hard body making you drip with desire Him: your big perfect breasts filling my hands as I touch you and kiss your glistening shoulders and back Me: mmmmmm Him: do you want me to fuck you Sylvia??? (Sliding my cock hard between your wet ass cheeks....) Me: I moan and grind against you, the tip of your cock pushing against my clit Him: mmmmm... tell me Sylvia... ill fuck you however you want it... its my turn to make you climax baby... and when you do I want to taste that hot pussy cream on my tongue.... Me: I give you an impish look and turn of the faucet... opening the curtain and stepping out Him: mmm.... where are we going baby? Me: I lay out a towel and tell you to sit on the toilet lid Him: oooooohhhh..... Fuck Sylvia.... that is so fucking hot Him: I sit down... my hot abs and arms flexed.... Me: close your eyes baby... I want you to start masturbating.. Tell me what you see in your mind Him: my long thick shaft standing at attention....... Him: mmmm...... Him: I see you and I on the deck of a yacht.... Him: (my and wraps slowly around my cock) Him: I see my face buried in your sweet slit... Him: (slowly beginning to stroke up and down my swollen shaft...) Him: I see us 69ing in the hot summer sun.... your tan hard body over mine as we please each other... Him: (my eyes closed, leaning back on the toilet... stroking my cock fast now as I fantasize) Me: I quietly sit on the edge of the tub and start to rub my hard clit, listening to your words Him: I'm pushing a small dildo in and out of your ass... while I tongue fuck your wet pussy so deep.... Him: the sun heating up your ass and back as you deep throat my cock... Me: I dip my fingers into my sopping pussy, spreading my juice over my lips and clit Him: uhhhhhhhh..... Fuck that is so hot.... I open my eyes.... still pumping my shaft with my hand... watching you feverishly rubbing your swollen clit Me: I quiver as a small orgasm washes over me Me: I get off the tub, looking you in the eye... Him: mmmm.... damn babe.... I want to be inside you so bad right now... Me: I start to stroke your cock for you, close your eyes baby, keep going Him: leaning back, closing my eyes.... Him: putting my hands back behind my head... anticipating... Me: I blow some cool air at your cock, watching it twitch Him: uhhhhhh... Him: god it's so big, exposed to your every wish Me: waiting for you to continue, I slowly pump the shaft Him: mmm... Now I've got you on your back on the hot deck.... you're caressing and licking your tits, as I jam a dildo into your slit... and my cock in your tight little asshole Him: I'm fucking you so fast... you taking every inch of me in... Your smooth tight ass loving my long shaft Him: your hot hard skin looks so good in the ocean sun... Me: my hand starts to move faster, up and down, not touching the head Him: (loving your hand pumping up and down on my shaft).............. mmmmmmmmmmmm fuck Sylvia..... Me: thumb running up and down the length of the vein on the underside of your cock, applying pressure to the base Him: fucking your ass so fast now...the dildo plunging in and out of you... disappearing and then reappearing from your shaved pussy Him: eyes still closed...uhhhhhhh Me: I stop pumping your shaft, I tell you to keep your eyes closed Him: mmmm.... what are you going to do baby... arms still behind my head Me: I stand up and sit on your cock, burying it in my pussy with one hard thrust downward Him: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.................... fuck baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Him: opening me eyes... Seeing your big wet tits bouncing in my face... ohhh fuuuck that feels so good Me: grunting and moaning, my thighs slapping against yours Him: mmmmm... holding your hips now, helping you move faster up and down my shaft Him: grip your cunt tight around my shaft baby.... Him: I thrust my hips upward hard to meet your body as you slide downward Him: I reach down and rub your clit hard.... Him: my fingers getting pressed between my body and your clit with each thrust Him: ohh fuck Syl............. Me: I cry out and stiffen, orgasm sweeping me Him: watching your hot face filled with ecstasy Me: my head on your shoulder as I convulse Him: you fucking my cock..... Riding it so fast now Him: fuck baby.... Cum for me Sylvia... Him: holding you up and pumping my cock up into you fast to maximized your orgasm... feeling your cunt cream flow down my shaft.... Me: moaning and half screaming, babbling during my orgasm, intensity ripping through me Him: mmmm... Fuck baby.... stay with me Syl.... I want you to cum again but this time right with me... Him: turn around on my shaft baby.... Me: I stand briefly on shaky legs to turn around Him: do you want it in your ass for this last orgasm... or back in your hot pussy baby?? Me: pussy baby, fuck my hot cunt Him: mmmmmm... You asked for it baby..... Him: I guide you body down onto my shaft again.... the entire length pushing back into you... all the way into your ass is sitting on my skin.... Him: pulling you back so your back is leaning against me... Him: I wrap my arms around you, picking up your legs with either hand... Him: holding your legs at the back of your thighs... I begin moving your body up and down mine... your skin tight against each other but the water allowing you to slide up and down me slightly... Him: mmmm.... fuck Syl... does that feel good..... Me: moaning and panting, my arms reaching behind my head to hold onto the back of your head Him: I look down your body, your huge sweet tits bouncing in unison to our thrusting.... I slide you up and down, my strong arms pulling your body up and then down onto my cock..... Him: I look into the full-length mirror on the opposite wall.... seeing your body in complete pleasure as my shaft plunges deeper and deeper into your pouty swollen cunt lips.... Him: watching us fuck.... watching your gorgeous busty body... feeling so lucky to have you naked, on top of me, in your cute little bathroom.... with my huge shaft diving in and out of your tight young slit.. Him: mmmmmmmm......... oh Sylvia.... fucking you fast and faster...harder and harder.... Me: I scream and shudder as one of the most intensive orgasms rip through me Me: I lose consciousness in your arms, cock still buried deep in my cunt Me: You cradle my body against you as your own orgasm rips through you… Regaining energy you carry me to the bedroom, easing me under the soft sheets, before climbing in, yourself exhausted Me: I wake up lying in bed, your strong arms wrapped around me; I smile and kiss you gently, falling back into a light sleep House Call I sat at my desk not being able to concentrate on the files before me. My mind kept going back to electrician that had been fixing things at my house the night before. He was tall with blonde spiky hair, blue eyes that could pierce your soul. The muscles in his arms rippled as he worked, the way his tattoo's moved as he did. I sat their watching him, getting wetter by the seconds. I looked around to see if anyone was looking in the direction of my office. I couldn't get up and close the blinds, that wouldn't look right. The more I thought about this man the hotter I became. I wanted to lean back, close my eyes and let my fingers roam. But I was at work and needed to get some work done. But at this rate, nothing had been accomplished all morning, except thinking about him. How after he was done, he came over to me asking if there was anything else at all I'd like him to do for me. He had a very sexy look on his face, so I knew what he meant. I smiled up to him, not saying anything at first, just lifting my face to his. I had grabbed him by the shirt pulling him to me. I kissed him fully on the mouth, tongue and all. Instant heat poured out of us, desire was what we tasted. This was what I was thinking about, everything that took place. I couldn't stand anymore. I reached down sliding my panties to one side, forcing my fingers inside the lips of my pussy. Closing my eyes I thought of the night before, how this man took me right on my living room floor. How he brought orgasm after orgasm out of me. How he touched my body, eating my pussy, sliding his big thick cock in and out of me. I rubbed my fingers feverishly over my clit, dipping them down to touch my hole. My juices flowed, just as he had made them the night before. I wanted to spread my legs far apart so bad, but I couldn't, I couldn't get caught. I scooted to the edge of my chair leaning my knees outwards. Rubbing harder, using just the finger tips I rubbed my clit back and forth. Every so often re-wetting my fingers, hearing how juicy my pussy was, it made me ache to be fucked right now. I wanted his dick so bad right now I could taste it, feel it. I wanted to hear his voice in my ear, whispering dirty nasty thoughts as he fucked me hard on the floor. Thrusting his cock deep into my pussy, hearing his balls slap up against me with each thrust. Feeling him fill me up inside, spreading me open with his cock. His hands roaming over my body, his lips and tongue tasting me. I rubbed my clit harder, feeling the heat just building deep inside. You could hear my pussy it was so dam wet. My clit was swelling under my fingers, begging for attention. I stifled my moans that wanted to escape my lips so badly, to cry out in pleasure. A few small cries slipped out, those couldn't be helped. I could feel it coming, building and building. My pussy wanted to cum so badly, to feel the waves of orgasm take me. I leaned back in my chair and let it happen. Rubbing my clit harder and harder, feeling my orgasm hit and explode. My body twisted and slowly shook. "Oh, yes," came from my mouth as it hit it's peak. I rubbed and rubbed on my swollen juicy pussy. I could feel my cum run out, running down onto my ass. I smiled to myself, that was good. Slowing the rubbing down, but not stopping. I closed my legs together, tightening my pussy. holding onto the end of it. Feeling the after shocks of a hard intense orgasm. Afterwards I sat their for a few minutes still thinking about the hot electrician. I flipped through my personal phone book, finding his number, I dialed it. I reached his voice mail and left a message, "It's me from last night, meet me at my home, 8 p.m.. And, if you have hand cuffs, bring them" then I hung up. At 8 PM that night, my door bell rang. I hesitated before getting up to answer it. Opening it, their he stood, looking sexier then what I remember. I smiled thinking back to this afternoon. He thought I was smiling at him and smiled even bigger. Moving aside he entered. Once the door was closed he looked me up and down like I was candy. I admit I did look good, black thigh highs, black garter belt and black bra and of course the black thong to go along with it. I stood six foot with long raven hair, it was down and curly. Yes, I'm sure I did look like candy. I took him by the hand, leading him to my bedroom. I had the room set up with candles and music that I liked to fuck to and then their was me. He looked me deep in the eyes and said '"Sit," and I sat. "Scoot back on the bed," he told me. I sat back up against the pillows and posed for him. He smiled, he knew that I knew he wanted to see me sitting there like that with being dressed as I was. "Your beautiful," he told me. I smiled, even blushed. But blushing wasn't the look I was trying for here. He climbed up the foot of the bed towards me, his eyes penetrating deep in me. They made me want him more then I already did, if that was possible. Seeing his tattooed arms as he came closer made me think such nasty thoughts. He stared me deep in the eyes coming closer and closer till his lips reached mine. His kiss was hard and hungry, forcing his tongue in my mouth. I wasn't ready for it but, when he kissed me many things stirred deep between my thighs. His hands went to my breasts, gripping them soft then tight. My chest rose and fell with his touch. Kissing him back just as hard and deep, returning the lust he felt. I grabbed him by the hair, which was hard as hell, not to mention a little on the sticky side. "Sorry," he muttered. I wiped the residue on his arm. It made one of his tattoo's glisten in the candle light. My pussy tightened and I bit my lower lip as a deeper lust swept through me. Pushing him back I told him I wanted him to sit. He sat and I climbed on his lap. Taking his arms I wrapped them around my body, resting his hands on my ass. I lowered my lips to his as I took his shirt off, stopping only for it to go over his head. He started to kiss me hard again and I pulled back, waiting a second or two. Then, I'd slowly start kissing him, if he came in to fast, I'd pull back. I reached down and unzipped his pants, then asked him to take them off. Once he was fully naked I climbed back on his lap. Seeing his body naked again, this time by candle light made my heat start building. Taking his cock in my hand I started stroking him slowly from base to head. I sat their looking deep into his eyes. He tried several times to kiss me, each time I leaned back, not letting him kiss me. "Just sit there," I told him. I stroked his cock till it started leaking for me. I leaned in kissing him hard and deep, then pulling away and sliding my body down his. Still stroking him, I licked and kissed my way down to his cock. Bringing the head to my lips, I coated them with his pre-cum. Licking my lips then looking up at him I ran my tongue over the head, twirling my tongue around it. Then licking just the top of it and sucking off the pre-cum. I started sucking at the base of his cock as I stroked the length. Letting go, I licked from his balls to just under the head, flicking my tongue back and forth, then sucking. I reached up taking his hands and holding them, licking his dick, making it come up to my lips. After doing this a few times I couldn't take anymore I wanted to taste him, to feel him fill my mouth. Bringing his cock to my lips one more time, licking up to the head I opened my mouth. Sucking in just the head, sucking it in and out of my mouth. Each time I sucked in a little more of his cock, working it over with my tongue. I started sucking his dick from base to head, flicking my tongue at the same time. His hips started meeting my rhythm, working his cock deep into my mouth. I leaned directly over his dick and started sucking him in all the way, letting the tip hit the back of my throat. He moaned deep in his throat as his cock was all the way in my mouth. I wrapped my lips tighter around his big hard cock, sucking and licking him at the same time. I let go of his hands as I was enjoying myself. He reached up unhooking the garter belt, then slipping off my thong. Two of his fingers were inserted inside my pussy, I moaned at feeling him finger me. He started out fingering me real slow, working his way up to the same rhythm that I was sucking his cock at. The harder I sucked his big cock the harder he fingered me. I got off on sucking him in and out of my mouth, feeling his dick hit the back of my throat. Feeling it getting harder and thicker while inside my mouth. Harder and harder I sucked, while licking at the same time just under the head. "Baby, I'm going to cum." he whispered. My mouth was full so I couldn't answer him back, all I could do was, mmmmhmmmm. I knew this sent a vibration over his cock, as well did his noises tell me so. I picked up my pace a bit with each thrust of his cock in my mouth. He grabbed me by the hair and turned my head side ways. His cock started squirting all over my face, covering me in his hot cum. Squirt after squirt till his load was all out, the look on his face was so intense. I grabbed a towel I had beside the bed and wiped my face off. Coming up to him kissing him deep hard, hungry. His hands were still in my hair as he kissed me back just as hard. "God, baby that was fucking hot," he said in between kisses. His cock was still so dam hard and I wanted to feel it inside of me. Climbing back onto his lap, grabbing his cock I forced it inside of my hot wet pussy. We both gasped for air at the feeling of him entering me. I slammed my pussy down on his cock, forcing it to go deep within. I rode him hard letting him know how bad I wanted his cock. He grabbed me by my hips, his body meeting mine. Grabbing at my ass spreading my pussy lips open wider. As I came up on his dick, he'd slam it up into me, causing me to come down on him harder and faster. I rode him hard pounding my wet pussy down on his cock, forcing it to go deeper in me. Riding the whole length of him, feeling every inch of his still hard cock being shoved in my pussy. "Baby," he said "I want to feel you cum on my cock." I then went to riding the head, feeling it slip in and out of my pussy. Feeling him slam up into me again made me want to drown his dick in my hot pussy's cum. He kept pounding his dick up in my pussy feeling it throb. "Yes, baby give it to me. Let me feel you cum." he moaned in my ear. Each time he thrust his cock up in my pussy the closer I was to cuming. I kept slamming my body down on his over and over, feeling my pussy tightening around him. My moaning started low at first and then built very quickly. My pussy grabbed onto his cock as my orgasm hit. My moans turned into almost scream. Grabbing my ass harder, slamming his dick harder and faster into me his own orgasm hit again. I could feel his hot seed being pumped deep into me. His cock throbbed inside me as we were both coated in our cum. I could feel it running out of me and onto his balls. My moans didn't stop until both of our orgasms drained us. We laid on our sides with his cock still pulsing inside me, as my pussy twitched around him. I must have fallen asleep shortly there after. When I woke the room was dark and he was from behind sliding his cock in and out of me. He reached around playing with my nipples as I moaned softly. Getting on my knees for him to fuck me doggy style, my face went into the pillows. He positioned himself behind me and started pounding away at my soaked kitty. "Your pussy is so hot for me," he whispered to me as he fucked me harder and harder. I bucked my hips back fucking his cock, "Give me that throbbing cock. Fill my pussy with your hot seed baby. Please, fuck me harder." He did just that, a few more thrusts and he filled my pussy over and over. We laid their after still kissing and letting our hands roam till we both fell asleep. When I woke in the morning, he was gone. He did leave a note saying, "You are and will always be my fantasy." House Call Eve smiled to herself when she heard the tell-tale soft pitched "beep" of her cell phone. That sound announced that she'd received a new text message. She really only communicated via text with one person; Dallas. It was often their preferred means when they were apart. She supposed they each liked the brevity and immediacy of the mode. No wasted words or wasted time. As she flipped her cell phone open, she recalled their late night phone call from a few days earlier. They'd chatted for a while about various things but the overriding tone of the conversation was very sexually charged as was often the case with them. Since the mere sound of each other's voice made them both hard and wet, their phone conversations were often quickly reduced to raw, hot sex in fairly short order. Eve had talked Dallas into an intense orgasm the morning before and he'd said that tonight would be her turn to lift off. As she spoke, she could hear his heavy breathing and the distinct broken sound of his hand pounding fast on his cock. Those two sounds together alone without any words whatsoever always made her pussy wet and her clit rock hard. He'd barely needed to say anything before she blasted into oblivion, her moans resounding deep and full. "That's it baby," he whispered loudly. "Come for me. Keep coming hard. I love to hear you come for me." It was then Eve had shuddered and sighed as her orgasm subsided. She ran her hand across her erect nipples which sent the final hot jolts through her quivering body. "What are you going to do about it?" the text message read. Again Eve giggled as the answer she intended to give flashed across her mind's eye. She loved the sexual banter they often got into; she had felt the temperature rising all afternoon as they'd sent messages back and forth. It had started with her inquiry, "Have you come yet?" She was referring to the fact that Dallas had not come two nights earlier when he'd brought her to orgasm so quickly. He'd said he'd had a few too many beers watching the game and it was her turn anyway. So she'd found herself wondering today if he'd taken matters into his own hands, so to speak, and was delighted and aroused when he answered "No" to her question. She'd then flirted back and asked if he'd like to come later on that night to which he replied," No. I don't like to do that." Eve, knowing he was kidding of course, had responded, "Finally! I'm speechless." Dallas came back with an immediate, "It was just a joke!!!" She had him hooked now and waited a few hours before teasing him with, "So, are you still horny and chuckling?" An instant "Yes" was shot back from Dallas. "That makes two of us then," had been Eve's final flirtatious retort. Now she knew that he was hot and horny and he knew she was too. Perfect. It was his response to that statement which she was musing over now. "Hmmm, what am I going to do about it?" she read again. Dallas had a very discreet and subtle way of letting her know when he wanted to be dominated. Sometimes she wondered if he was even aware of the cues he sent her. When the hit came, she was usually more than ready to take the lead however. She raised her fingers to the keypad and, unlike the current teenage population, clumsily punched in her response, "Instruct you to get hard, fill your ass, pinch your tits, clear that mind of yours and call me for further orders." She poured herself a full glass of an Argentinean Malbec and walked outside to sit on her terrace. It was a beautiful crisp spring night and she felt her desire surge through her like sap rising through a tree. She'd been feeling randy for days, what with the spring season in full bloom. Work had picked up a bit for her too, but still she'd found herself hot and distracted over the last few days. In an effort to assuage the craving, she'd begun to cruise the internet looking for a potential playmate to set up a "casual encounter." She had a recurring fantasy and had decided to work on making it happen. That was one of Eve's specialties; she had the gift of an extraordinary imagination and often had both the desire and courage to try to make her dreams come true. With Dallas, she'd discovered a willing and eager partner, a mate who not only allowed her to pursue her desires, but who was enthusiastic about participating. Other than his exceptionally superb ass, this quality was one of the things Eve loved most about him. Because her imagination was limitless and because he encouraged her to plumb it's depths often, she felt it was possible to stay with him forever. She'd surfed a site she'd used before; she looked under M4MW (men for man and woman) in Dallas' hometown. Though in her fantasy the mix wasn't going to quite work out that way (at least not initially) she thought that was the best place to start. "Zzzz. Zzzz." Eve's cell phone, almost always set on the vibrate mode, buzzed on the tabletop next to her. She picked it up and read "Dallas" on the illuminated screen. "Mmmm," she softly moaned to herself as she flipped open the phone. "There's no way you did all of that that quickly!" she stated, her voice husky with desire. "No, but I'm hard already," Dallas whispered low and tight, his craving evident. "I thought you might want to do the rest with me." "Ahhh," Eve moaned. "Are you smooth, baby?" "Yeah, I'm still smooth," he said. "How about your tits? Are they smooth; the way I like them?" asked Eve in a slightly more insistent tone. "No, I haven't shaved them in a while." "Where's your cock ring?" "In the drawer," he mumbled. "Go get it then," Eve ordered. She heard him rise quickly and pad across the room. She could hear the sound of the drawer glide then what sounded like him rummaging through a pile of objects. "OK," he panted as he made his way back to the bed. "Put it on." Again Eve could hear Dallas, who'd now put his phone on the speaker setting, wrestle with the leather ring pulling it around his hard cock and balls and snapping it closed. "Is it tight?" "The middle snap," he whispered, his breath coming harder as he spoke. "Hmmm, does it feel tight enough?" "Yes." "Are your balls all hard and firm the way I like them?" she asked, her questions firing at him at a more rapid rate as her longing rose. "Yes." Eve absolutely loved to hear Dallas say yes to her. He had a way of drawing it out two beats longer than necessary, front-loading the "y" sound so it felt like amplified yearning and he pulled a long length on the "s" and made it slid across her ear like his tongue slipped over her shaved cunt. "I want you to shave your tits for me now," Eve stated matter-of-factly. The minute she said it she could feel Dallas' hesitation cross the 1500 miles between them like lightning. He was hard and hot and he wanted to get fucked now; she had every intention of making him wait. Again, she heard the creak of the bedsprings as he rose and made his way to the bathroom. Eve could picture him perfectly standing naked before the wall of mirror above the double sinks. She heard him open the middle top drawer and remove his razor. "Put some shaving cream on your asshole," Eve whispered. "Cover your cunt with cream." The "shhh" sound from the pressurized can was audible as it released the foam. "My eyes are closed and I can see you clearly," she barked between the gasps that had taken hold of her now. Dallas heard her heavy breath as he turned on the faucet and ran his fingers through the warm stream. His cock felt as hot and hard as iron and it stood straight before him. "Shave your tits completely smooth for me baby," she whispered. And then he did exactly as he was told. "OK, I'm finished," he whispered. "Where's your butt plug?" "Right here," he stammered. "Good. Listen: tomorrow I want you to wear your cock ring all day for me. Cinch it to the tightest notch. I want you to know it's there, that I'm there." Eve knew that every time she and Dallas free-fell like this, there was a risk. "OK," he replied, his voice soft and pliable, like cotton candy on a tunnel-stick in August. "Spread your legs and move the plug around your asshole. Slide it through the cream." Dallas started to moan as he complied with Eve's wishes. She heard the unmistakable muffled "thwack, thwack, thwack" of his balled fist slapping against his stiff dick. "Faster baby. I'm almost completely naked now," Eve said in a voice as smooth as butter yet hard like a whip. "Where are you?" he asked. "Outside." "You're outside naked?" Eve hesitated for a moment. "Yeah and I've got three fingers lost deep inside my cunt as I make you picture perfect in my mind. Listen. I want you to do something special for me, no questions asked." Dallas responded instantly, seemingly without thinking. "OK." Eve knew she had him now; hook, line and sinker. The reality of that was pure bliss, yet dangerous. They were walking on that sharp edge together again, getting a joint thrill from the charge. "I've found a guy for us, baby. The deal is this: he knows I'll be out there soon. I've sent him pictures; he can't wait. In the meantime though, I've told him if he wants me, he's got to go through you first. Literally" Eve listened to the silence between them carefully; she could feel Dallas working out the plan, realizing she was upping the ante. For a straight guy who had grown fond of cock up his ass the idea of meeting up alone with this guy was both weird and a turn on, just as Eve had predicted. There was a long silence, a suspended deadly alive space, which was not unusual lingo within the Dallas and Eve dialog. More silence. And then, "OK. Where do you want me to go?" Eve's fingers were sliding fast across her smooth pussy as she listened to him acquiescese with such subtlety. He'd just bent over and spread himself wide open for her. She adored him for it. "Now, I want you to slowly sink that plug in your ass while I tell you what you're going to do." "OK." "You're going to go to his house; he doesn't live too far away from you. This Friday night at 10 o'clock. Think of it as a house call." "OK," stammered Dallas, his voice cracking from the fury of his fast and heavy breathing. "Ahh baby, I'm starting to shove it in." "Good. Do it slowly. The door will be unlocked. Walk in and go into the living room. Strip your clothes off and then get down on your hands and knees on the floor and wait." Eve's words were slightly clipped as they fell from her lips. Her index and middle fingers were curled up inside her, stroking fast on her spot. "He'll come in then, naked, and stand before you." Panting, both hands working fast on his cock and asshole, Dallas asked, "Do you want me to suck his cock and make him hard for you?" "No. I want you to call me then. Don't speak when I answer, just put the phone on speaker and then let me hear you start sucking his big, soft cock. He's hung, baby, but you'll be able to take most of him before he gets too hard. I want to hear you trying to gag him down your throat for me." "Do you want me to lick his balls?" Yes. And then his sweet pussy hole too. I want to listen while you slurp and lick and slide and swallow all of him." "OK." Eve talked on, "Once you've made his thick cock rock hard with your mouth, I want you to wrap your hands around his girth and start to pull on his rod nice and slow. As you're doing it I want to hear you two tell me how good it feels." "You want to hear me tell him how much I like sucking his big, hard cock?" "Yes!" Eve called out as she bucked back hard against the chair, the cool night air biting at her hard nipples as she rolled through her first orgasm. "I've stuffed the whole plug inside me, baby," groaned Dallas. "Good, because now comes the next part. Literally," Eve whispered. "The guy's roommate will come out then, his dick already fat from watching you suck off his friend. He'll walk over and stand before you too, the head of his cock swollen and dripping with pre-cum." "Mmm. Do you want me to swallow him too?" Dallas asked, the sound of his voice raspy, yet the tone was submissive. Eve loved when that happened; when he was so stirred up and hot, he sounded like he'd do anything she asked of him. "Yes. I want to listen as you alternate sucking both of their cocks. Use both of your hands to stroke them and keep them hard for me." "OK." Eve could tell that Dallas was just barely holding on, his orgasm rising as she recited her story to him. "Squeeze down on the plug in your ass now, baby," she said as she rubbed her flat palm against her stiff clit. Dallas closed his legs and squeezed tight, his ears straining to hear the continuation of eve's tale. "What now, baby? What do you want me to do now?" "Hold still while the roommate greases up his nice cock for your beautiful ass. That's what I want you to do. Keep sucking on the big cock and spread your legs and arch your ass for him." Eve could feel the building tidal force of her pleasure bearing down upon her. Her pussy was drenched as she swished hard back and forth over her pearl. "Ahhh shit, baby. I can feel the head of his dick splitting me open. Ahhh, I'm going to come now...now!" Dallas yelled out as Eve heard him shudder and break against the bed. "He's buried all the way in you. Now, open your mouth wider and swallow the big load that's just starting to shoot out. Feel how hot it is against your tongue." Dallas growled low, "I'm taking it all in for you, baby. They're filling me from both ends. Can you hear us? Can you? " "Yes," Eve said. "Yesss, baby." House Call Timeline: After the end of Season 4. Place: House's house. I was there. Finally. Outside the door of house no. 221. My heart was bopping around so weirdly that Michael Jackson had nothing on it. There was a fluttering in my stomach, which was odd, because it was the first time in ten long years that the prospect of sex was... scary, exciting, actually thrilling. When your line of work involves taking off your clothes several times a day, sex becomes a sort of routine -- like washing your hands after a meal. I first saw him at the strip club where I'd newly started work, a week ago, and instantly knew he was special -- in some inexplicable way. His irresistible blue eyes beckoned me mercilessly, and there was something in his face -- a ghost of a smile perhaps, that bespoke of his attitude towards his misery -- when you've been in my line of work long enough you'll understand that if weren't for misery there wouldn't be any customers at all -- but this customer, I felt, was man enough to mock his miseries -- and I was, ironically, hooked. I was just beginning to give him a lap dance when he noticed that he had cut his head, and that he couldn't remember the last four hours. He left in a hurry, and I felt an odd sense of disappointment, like a child who has been given a gift-wrapped toy and then had it taken away before she could unwrap it. I decided to make enquiries. He was a doctor, they told me, those who had been called to his apartment before. His name was House, and he had a bum leg due to which he was in constant, unendurable pain. And then they went on to tell me what he was like in bed. That did it. This was my kinda guy, I decided. And here I was now, wondering if it was all a terrible mistake... Summoning up all my courage, I raised my hand to knock on the door, but just as I was about to, the door swung open, and there he was, framed in the doorway, all six feet two and a half inches of him -- sending a jolt of electricity through my body, and I was suddenly and forcibly reminded of the magnetic energy this man exuded. He was clad in a gray t-shirt and shorts, and held a glass of bourbon in one hand. His beautiful blue eyes raked through my entire body and the effect was not unlike receiving a licking from a cat -- a cat with a very rough tongue indeed. My eyes, in turn, romped all over him, wondering what he would look like naked, wanting desperately to have this man all over me, filling me, inside me, yelling my name over and over again in a litany of sheer sexual pleasure. Not surprisingly, he broke the silence. "You've been standing out here for at least 10 minutes, breathing heavily and shuffling your feet. Either you're trying to sell me some really rotten glazing or....." He broke off in mid-sentence and gave me the once over again. This time, a wrinkle of puzzle formed in between his eyebrows. I wanted to reach out and touch it, to stroke it with the tips of my fingers, to feel it bend and give way under me -- but he was speaking again. "Where do I know you from?" There. It was finally my turn to speak. Weeks of rehearsing what I would say at this point had drilled in to me what I considered a good opening line "I never really earned that twenty you gave me...." I let my voice trail away and licked my lips seductively. I tried to see myself from his point of view -- a knockout figure, topped by a face generally found on women who don't give in that easily, full, dark red lips, and luminous eyes. I slipped my coat open, and his eyes travelled the length of the opening. Then his brow cleared as it all came back to him -- for I was what I was wearing left no doubt whatsoever about my occupation -- a lace bustier and panties, fishnet stockings and a garter belt -- all black. Nothing else. He looked back up at my face, and my heart skipped again as I was rewarded with one of those elusive almost-smiles of his. "Come on in..." he said. He led me down the hall to the bedroom, entered, and went across to the music system to put in a CD. I dropped my coat and stood facing him, so that when he turned back, I had dropped my coat and was standing facing him. His eyes hungrily followed a trail starting at my full, pouting lips, moving down my neck, to my breasts encased in the barely-enough bustier, down to my panties, stockings and high heels. His mouth curved into a smile, a more complete one this time, and I as he dragged his eyes back up to look into mine I could see that he was impressed. For some reason, that made me feel proud. And happy. I smiled back. As the music began to play, I walked over to him, gently pushed him to a sitting position at the end of the bed, and finally began to live my fantasy of strip-teasing for this man. He locked his intent blue eyes on me, and the heat emanating from them centred on my loins and made my pussy tingle with anticipation. Moving my hips to the music, I cupped my breasts through the cloth, and ran my hands back and forth across my breasts. My fingers found my nipples, and clasping each one in a thumb and forefinger, I rolled them gently. This caused an involuntary moan to escape me as twin waves of pleasure gently buzzed in between my fingers. As I kept this up, my clit began to throb, and I could feel my pussy getting all hot and bothered. He was enjoying himself now, as he sat back on the bed, and let his azure eyes rove lazily all over my body. Kicking my high heels off, I walked over to House and sat on his lap. His arms came around to circle me, and I felt the strength in them as they held me close. Oddly enough, I felt safe there, secure in the warmth of his embrace. I was brought back to reality by something hard pressing into my ass. "Bonjour, monsieur" I whispered in his ear, and we both smiled at each other like two kids playing in the rain who have discovered a bug under a rock. I clenched my butt around his cock, and was rewarded with a moan of pleasure in a voice that sounded like someone was raking a nail across my clit. It felt undeniably good, so I did it again -- and again, and I was soon slowly and sensuously dry-humping his long, thick cock through our clothes. His voice panting in my ear was pure ecstasy, and his hands found the edge of my bustier, and as he lifted it up from my tummy and over my head, my breasts came free. He tossed the bustier aside and ran his long fingers up and down my torso, stopping at my breasts to pinch my nipples lightly. I have incredibly sensitive nipples that are hard wired to my pussy, and every single touch of his sent warm waves of tingling pleasure flooding through my entire body. I threw back my head and moaned. Just as I was enjoying the feel of his big, manly hands on my tender breasts, he moved them downward till he reached the sides of my hips, and undid the bows holding up my (by now totally drenched) thong on either side. I ran my hands over his and undid the garter belt. Standing up, (rather reluctantly, I admit) I stepped out of my stockings and thong, and stood facing him. Now it was my turn. Grabbing his t-shirt, I lifted it over his head, and tossed it aside. I ran my hands several times across his chest, savouring the manliness. I lightly kissed his chest hair, and moved my attention to his nipples. Taking each one in my mouth, I gently nibbled and then sucked it. He liked the attention, I could tell. But I was saving most of it for elsewhere... He was still wearing his shorts, and I remembered being told that he hated having his scar seen. And then my brain stopped thinking, for his mouth had found mine. A jolt of live electricity shot through me as his lips devoured me, and then suddenly everything went black. He had turned off the lights in the room. And simultaneously turned on those in my head, for when I shut my eyes everything exploded in colour. Slipping my arms around his neck, I snaked out my tongue and met his halfway, and as our tongues danced together I sank into him and savoured the taste of him -- pleasant, bourbon-y and indefinably attractive. Just like the rest of him. As we kissed, his stubble rubbed against my face, tickling me quite pleasantly. So I took my lips and fingers there next, running them lightly over his prickly stubble, and making little moaning noises. I kissed his chin and his ears, becoming more and more aroused and frenzied as I worked my way down to his neck. My pussy was sopping wet and my clit was throbbing rather insistently by now, and I wanted badly, very badly, to take him inside me and make him fuck me silly, and the need seemed to be equally urgent on his side. We both began to fumble with his shorts and boxers, and it seemed like ages before I finally got them off and fell back with him onto the bed, in his arms. He rolled onto his back, stretched out his arm, and conjured up a condom from the nightstand drawer. Sliding it on easily, he motioned for me to climb up on him, and so I did. I wanted to tease him a little, so I rubbed my wet and puffy nether lips gently back and forth across the tip of his cock. But he wasn't in the mood for games. Grabbing hold of my waist with both hands, he yanked me down firmly, and I gasped as the full length of his long, hard cock filled me and suddenly stretched my cunt. It was all the instruction I needed. I rose all the way up until his cock just slipped out, and took it inside me again. The velvety hardness of his cock felt wonderful as it reached in until it touched my very depths, as I felt that it had been made for the express purpose of fucking the living daylights out of me. I looked at him. His eyes were closed, and there was an expression of bliss on his face as his sensual groans echoed in my ear. I was now riding him with a regular, steady rhythm, when suddenly his thumb found my clit, and began rubbing it. It drove me that much closer to the brink of orgasm, and I desperately began fucking him harder, faster, more furiously, knowing that I would cum in a minute, and wanting him to cum with me. He was moaning loudly now, and as his balls clenched I knew that he was going to cum. His relentless thumb rubbing my clit simultaneously drove me to orgasm, and my toes curled, lights exploded behind my eyes, and all the pleasure centres in my body coalesced into one as I became a shaking, heaving mass of sexual bliss. Even as I came down from that high I knew that the game had barely begun. And we were now going to move on to my favourite part. What I had in mind for Dr.House was an experience that he wouldn't forget in a lifetime, not even if he lost his memory again. Oh, yeah, it was playtime. To be continued... House Call It was nothing unusual to get an e-mail asking me to do a house call on Friday afternoon. My manager knew I loved to leave early on Friday because I work late Monday to Thursday. (it was her way of telling me to enjoy my week-end) Her name was Miss Lee it was about 20 minutes from work (about 10 minutes from my home) "Her computer is running slow" that's all the ticket said. (I don't know what OS it is, if it Windows or a Mac, Probabley another 386 or something that her son tried to install XP on I thought) I pulled into the driveway of a very nice bungalow. I got out of my car with my laptop and tools and knocked at the door......Hmmmm nothing, I knocked again this time a little louder, again nothing. (I knew that my manager always confirmed the customer was home) I set my tools down and walked around back to my amazement I see a beautiful blonde woman lying out in the backyard. Blonde hair, lying on her back wearing a not to reveling pink 2 piece Bikini. Ahem, trying to clear my throat, "Oh!, she says, You must be the technician" she said, "Yes I said, I was advised to stop here before going home. "Great!" she said "Beer?" now must techs would say no thanks because they want to get out and get home to play WOW, or Counterstrike or Something. "Yes please" I said, as she got up I saw her breasts bounce playfully, (I'm a sucker for nice Breasts, they were nice about a CC Cup.) I offered my hand to shake her hand, "My name is JR" she said I don't shake hands and she Hugged me tight, pressing her breasts against my chest and holding me tight) I put my arms around her and she pushed even harder into me) I placed my hands on her bare back. I started to slide my hands further down and just about got to her waistband when she broke our hug and chuckled and said "I better get you to fix the computer before we forget why you're here, "I'm paying by the Hr" she said with a laugh as she walked in the house from the side door. While she went to get the beer, I went and got my tools from around front and brought it inside. Closing the door behind me I could feel the Air Conditioning blowing a nice steady breeze, She came back to the mud room where I waited to be invited in and she had the beers, "Come in, Can I take your jacket?" I removed my sports coat and set it down. She didn't bother to cover herself and walked around in her bikini, it was all I could do to hide my now almost fully erect bulge in my pants, I almost begged to know where the problem computer was so that I could sit down. "So, where is the computer?" I asked trying to get the repair out of the way. " In the den", she said "Follow Me" and I watched as she wiggled your great ass into the other room, watching and enjoy every step she took. Stopping before a set of double doors she bent down as if to pick a small piece of dirt off the floor (I didn't see any dirt, but I did that crack of her ass and it caused me to go to full erection) really feeling uneasy between that great body, the beer and the seductive way she acted. She opens the doors and I see a few Boxes with HP on it. (thinking too myself I thought this was a Repair not a setup, Setups we do over the phone in like 15 minutes) "I hope you don't mind, I just got this and apparently it's got Vista Business, I hate it, I need XP Pro please. Doing some thinking she does have a virus, its call Windows Vista. (don't get me wrong I'm not out to take people's money but I need to pay my bills) Well miss lee, to change the operating system we'll have to call Microsoft and it takes sometime to get a hold of someone, for you to pay me 95$/hr to sit on hold with Microsoft will be silly, I can set-up your computer and then you can call Microsoft to downgrade to XP Pro from Vista. "Don't worry about the money, I pay cash" she said looking deep into my blue eyes. I set down my tools and finished my beer and went to work, opening boxes and setting up the computer, 22" Flat screen monitor, and opened up the latest HP Computer (the Black Bird) This machine would make even the interns mouths drop. Were talking one of the most advanced computers available. (low balling its about a $15,000.00. I set it up and installed Vista as per the licensing about 20 minutes and the printer was printing a test page, Windows, Norton, and Office updates were being downloaded. I sat for a second and couldn't get the thought my miss lee's ass out of my head and back came my hard on. I heard her walking down the hall "How are you doing sweetie?" just about done ma'am I said. "oh goodie, then we can play" she said in a sexy voice as she walked in the room with 2 more beers. I was about to object because of driving when she said that she had ordered Pizza. (then reminded me to call Microsoft. I went to sit down and she closed the double doors. Walked towards me beer in hand and as I sat in the comfortable chair she placed her hand on my inner thigh. (I swallowed hard,) not knowing what she was willing to do, not knowing how I was going to react and wondering how long it will take for Microsoft to answer. "Wow you look yummy," she said in a sexy voice standing right in front of me, "I bet you could use a bit of relaxation" as she slid her hand up higher and cupping my balls, taking this as a green light to respond I slid my hand up her inner thigh and stopped as I came up to her bikini bottoms. She set her beer down and undid my belt and pants, dropping to her knees as I stand up and my cock nearly hits her in the face. She playfully slaps her self in the face with my meaty rod. Looking down into her eyes as she leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth. She didn't stop until she took the whole length deep into her mouth sealing her lips tightly around my cock and started sucking hard. Losing my balance I fall into the chair and she laughed as my cock popped out of her mouth with a plop. The chair rolled back against the wall I put the phone on Speakerphone muting the microphone and pulled her up my her straps. Quickly kissing her lips hard and pushing my tongue deep in her mouth as we fight for control. While kissing, I immediately go for the clasp on the top and make quick work of removing it. She stood up and leaned into me pushing her tits into my face, opening my mouth and sucking hard on her nipple, biting gently then sucking hard. (she was moaning so loud I didn't hear the Microsoft Rep lady on the phone. I quickly Stopped and grabbed the phone) as I started to talk she went back to my Cock sucking hard, making it very hard to keep focused on the standard questions that every Microsoft rep asks before allowing the downgrade. She wanted to know the standard questions and Miss lee apparently wanted Microsoft to know what she was doing as every time I would go to speak she would moan loud. The call seemed to go pretty quick (or maybe it was because I wasn't focused.) She was sucking so Hard that I Just about came when the Microsoft Rep asked me my Microsoft #. OH GOD! I said out loud (realizing i was going to cum) the poor rep thought I was yelling at her and she apologized, I quickly gave her my memorized code and she sent me a link with the Product key for XP Pro and thanked us for the entertainment before she hung up the phone) Just when the phone was hung up I looked down as saw her let my now limp dick fall from her mouth. A totally satisfied look on her face and no doubt a drained look on mine. Too my surprise she jumped up quick and grabby my now limp dick and pulled me too my feet. "I've got something else for you too look at" I could feel my cock starting to harden again, Too Be Continued House Call It felt strange to have a man lying next to her again, thought Madison. She had forgotten how nice a man could smell, and there was something about having a warm male body pressed up against her that made her feel safe, if only for a short while. Of course, her best friend Raine just happened to be pressed up against his other side. The ham in the sandwich was Sean, a medical intern, who just happened to be her boss Tony's son. The carpet they were lying on also belonged to her boss, as did the house they were in. Tony's annual 'Whose line is it Anyway?' games night was well under way. As was the bottle of red wine that Madison had brought with her. The living room was a bit cramped, so the three of them had ended up on the floor. Ah, alcohol, thou doest remove our usual decorum. 'So Madison, I think the last time I saw you was at the company Christmas party,' said Sean, 'with your husband.' Raine nudged him with her elbow in an attempt to shut him up, but he continued, 'and just look at us now!' 'Hell, yeah! Three cheers for divorce.' Madison retorted, 'Best thing that's ever happened to me.' 'Listen, would you two like to come back to my place for coffee? I think my dad's finally run out of crazy games for the evening.' Madison looked over at Raine who was giving her a lift home and raised her eyebrows in a question. 'I'm keen if you are,' said Raine. Sean made them a pot of coffee and invited them into the TV room. The sofa was soft and comfortable, and not surprisingly, he positioned himself in between the two of them. Madison found herself admiring her friend. Raine was a classic beauty, with high cheek bones and a strong jaw line, and as tall and skinny as a model. She just had to walk into a room and she had the attention of every man. She was flirting with Sean now, circling the camp so to speak. But then he suddenly turned to Madison, 'I didn't mean to be flippant earlier,' Sean said, 'you know, what I said about you being married and all that, I didn't mean to offend you or anything.' 'No, it's fine.' 'But I'm sure that this must be quite a stressful time for you.' 'Yeah,' not trusting herself too much around kindness, 'it's been a bit rough.' Sean turned and put his hand on her shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. 'Wow, you are really tense! Sit here in front of me and I'll give you a bit of a rub.' Doing what she was told, Madison couldn't help feeling a bit like Alice down the rabbit hole. The touch of a man's hands on her made her want to cry. She didn't feel like dealing with the jumbled rush of emotion that his touch was releasing within her. She was also painfully aware that for once Raine wasn't getting all the attention. She didn't know how her friend was going to handle that, not ever having had it happen to her before. A few minutes later, 'Thanks Sean, that was great, but I think it's pumpkin time for me.' On the drive home, 'Oh my God, I think he likes you! Oh God you are so lucky! He's so cute! I had such a crush on him about a year ago, but oh my God I think he likes you!' Raine gushed. So at least it looked like Raine wasn't going to poison her for inadvertently catching the attention of some guy she had seen first. She received the first text message the next day, 'Hi! Hope you got home before you changed into a pumpkin! Sean ;)' 'Thanks, made it just in time! Where did you get my number?' 'It helps being the boss's son!' 'True. I forgot that.' 'How's that shoulder tension?' 'It's still there, unfortunately.' 'Dr Sean might be able to assist.' 'And what does Dr Sean have in mind?' 'He can think of a couple of good ways of releasing tension.' 'Oh yes?' 'If you're interested I could write you a prescription...' 'So I'd still have to go out and get it filled?' 'Dr Sean would personally see to it that you get filled.' 'Oh, really? And when would he do that?' 'He could come around this evening if you liked.' 'The lady likes.' Madison sat for a while, not quite sure what she'd just typed herself into. She was feeling a bit reckless and not her usual self. Although she wasn't quite sure just what her usual self was anymore, she knew that this type of impulsive assignation was definitely out of character for her. As she opened the door for Sean that evening, she felt a thrill of excitement spinning inside her, tempered by a sudden shyness. She made idle chatter while making them coffee, sneaking a peak at Sean when he wasn't watching. He wasn't her usual type, but he was real and male, and he had chosen to be here with her, and that was all that mattered. Suddenly she felt hands on her shoulders, a warm body behind her. His fingers gently squeezing, his mouth by her ear, 'the Doctor just needs to examine his patient.' She closed her eyes as her breath got stuck in her throat. His hands felt so strong and confident. Finding a knot on the side of her neck, he worked it persistently. 'So what's the verdict Doctor,' she breathed out softly, 'am I going to make it?' 'I'm very afraid my dear lady, that further treatment is going to be necessary,' as he let go of her and turned her around to face him. They looked at each other for a long drawn out second. She gave herself over to recklessness, 'I'm in your hands Doctor,' she said as she reached for them and placed them over her breasts, covering them with her hands. He drew in his breath quickly as his mouth opened in surprise. He bent in towards her and kissed her. Her mouth was open and willing. Their tongues met and tousled urgently. As his hands tightened over her breasts she put her arms around him and grabbed his ass. God it was tight and delicious. He was pressing her up against the counter and it felt so good, not being able to go anywhere. She couldn't remember the last time kissing had made her feel this giddy, or this horny. Coming up for air, 'Let's go to the bedroom,' she said. Strong arms lifted her and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Giggling at him when he wouldn't stop kissing her, bumping into walls because he couldn't see where he was going. They flopped onto her bed, Sean on top of her. The weight of him comforted her in its containment. 'Doctor, I'm still feeling quite tense...' 'What about here?' kissing her neck, then down to the little u-bone at the base of her throat, his fingers loosening the buttons of her shirt one by one, kissing each bit of exposed flesh until it all lay exposed before him. His fingers brushed over her breasts lightly, causing an immediate tightening of her nipples and a thrill that went right through her. He played his finger along the edges of her bra, lifting the silky black fabric, giving her gooseflesh all over. 'It hurts real bad there...' He pulled the fabric away and lowered his face to one breast. As his lips touched her, she gasped with pleasure. She could feel herself getting even wetter, even hotter. She squirmed as she tried to push more of herself into him. She let out a moan as he sat up. He pulled off his top and undid his pants, pushing them down, kicking off his shoes and socks. His Spongebob Square Pants boxers a ridiculous contrast to the tumble of flesh and lips and wetness. Madison unbuttoned her jeans, lifting her butt as she forced them down exposing tiny black panties. Sean reached over and pulled her jeans off and threw them behind him triumphantly. 'Nice,' he said as he moved towards her. She couldn't help but be impressed with the tight six-pack and the well-defined torso. He was quite a change from her flabby ex husband. She sat up so that they were kneeling in front of each other. She put her hands on his chest, feeling his firmness, 'Nice yourself,' she replied. Running her hands down to his boxers she slowly started easing them down. And then she found the real change, and by God was it a change from what she'd been used to. She literally couldn't believe the size of his erect cock. She put her hands on it almost reverently. Grasped two hands one above the other and there was still more cock! Her ex had barely had one handful. 'Oh my God,' was all she could get out before her mouth wrapped around his cock. She started caressing his balls with one hand and pumping up and down his shaft with the other. She rolled and flicked her tongue against him as her mouth slid up and down his full length. His hands grabbed the back of her head as he let out a low moan. After a few minutes he pushed her back onto the bed and spread her legs wide with his hands. His mouth hovered over the delicate, sopping wet fabric of her panties. He breathed hot air onto her clit and she arched her back as she lifted her pussy to his face, desperate for his mouth. With his tongue he licked her clit through her panties, slowly, maddeningly teasing her. She reached down to try and remove her panties, but he grabbed her wrists with one hand and denied her access. Biting into the fabric he pulled it aside with his teeth, exposing her swollen lips. 'I think I've found the problem area,' he said slowly, looking up at her with a cheeky smile. 'Yes please...' she felt like weeping. 'But I'm going to have to investigate further just to be sure,' as his fingers started to separate her lips, gliding in her moisture, seeking entry. With two fingers inside her, he started moving them as his mouth found her clit, worrying at it, tormenting it. Madison was so wet and aroused that it didn't take long before she felt her orgasm building, felt it flooding through her in waves, until it slammed into her, shaking her from top to bottom. Sean rolled a condom onto his cock and then started teasing her pussy with it, slipping just the head in and then taking it out again. She thought she was going to go crazy. Finally he tired of this game and slowly, inch by inch, he started pushing himself into her. She had never had such a huge cock in her before, so when he was fully inside her she was astounded by the feeling of fullness. It felt like he was touching every part of her. And then he fucked her the way that she liked, hard and fast, the way no one else had else been able to fuck her more than 30 seconds without coming. Sean didn't come. The question must have been on her face because he said, 'I'm on anti-depressants - I hardly ever come.' ' Oh, wow, that's... well, unusual.' 'A lot of people suffer from depression.' 'I'm sorry, I meant the not coming, not the depression,' suddenly aware that a total stranger had his dick inside her. Gripping her by the hips he rolled onto his back still encased by her, 'Just use me. Fuck me just how you want to. Use me to come baby, just how you like it, you don't have to worry about me.' Madison edged forward to lay on top of him, his cock deep inside her. She started fucking him with a slow, rhythmic movement that rubbed her clit against him in just the way that she liked. As she felt her pleasure build she increased her pace, kissing him frantically, gripping his shoulders until her second orgasm overcame her. She laid her head on his shoulder and draped her arm over him as she willed her body to drink in the feeling of him against her. To store the impressions as memory to be accessed later when she was alone. 'So how did you find my bedside manner?' Sean asked, idly reaching over and tweaking her nipple hard, 'I hope you approved of your treatment plan.' 'Oh thank you Doctor, I'm very impressed.' 'I've got some bad news though.' 'What?' 'I think you're going to need treatments on an ongoing basis.' 'Oh dear, and I suppose that this,' stroking his cock, 'is going to be your preferred method of treatment?' 'You are a very astute young lady,' he said as he reached for her and kissed her deeply. Sean asleep beside her, Madison reflected on the fact that although the life that she had known was gone forever and that she didn't really know who she was anymore, the game of life was definitely still playing and she had just climbed back into the saddle -- in more ways than one. As she sank into the first non-drug induced sleep that she had had for a while she smiled as she let herself relax into warm arms.