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Mystery Man

By: Hudson



As the cab pulled up outside the Cat and Tail I felt the urge to tell the driver to take me back home, the place perspired seediness. The blacked out windows and dimly lit doorway made this place somewhat uninviting.

Here I was 30 years old on my first date since my messy divorce, every single butterfly had been let loose inside my stomach. Not only was this my first date in five years, it was organised by a girlfriend of mine through one of those single agencies. Oh sure, I had seen his picture, and was aware of his likes and dislikes, and though he wasn't that good looking, my friend, had convinced me that I should learn to crawl before I walked again.

I gathered my thoughts paid the cab driver, and took a deep breath before heading into the bar.

My hesitation was not only resting on this being my first date in a long time, it was also unnerving having to travel half way across the other side of town, to a destination that had now become apparent, to be a hang out for desperate wharfies.

As I pushed the door open, my fear became my reality. I knew straight away that the little black cocktail dress, with the plunging neckline I was wearing was not the usual attire seen in this bar. I looked around trying to recognise my date amongst the dim lights and cigarette smoke, to my disappointment, I could not see him.

I looked for a discreet place to sit and with every table and chair occupied, I had to settle for a seat at the bar, I slipped onto the bar stool and ordered a drink from the only other female in the place, a woman dressed in a tight fitting green leather mini skirt, and skimpy vest which struggled to hold the largest breasts I had ever seen.

My heart rate kept quickening, my eyes staring straight, and not daring look around, avoiding to grab anyone's attention. Every time the door opened, I looked for my date to appear.

Five Gin and Tonics later, I was slightly more relaxed. I felt the locals had become used to me. My date was now not only late, but also in a whole lot of trouble if he showed up now, and the girlfriend that talked me into this mess had some explaining to do.

I was just about to leave when I felt a hot breath against my shoulder, and before I could turn he was sitting beside me. A well built man, approximately 6 foot 4, his chest and biceps protruding from his sleeveless denim shirt. He stared into my eyes, transfixing me with his. He ordered me a drink without asking and slowly placed his overcoat around me. Was this guy good? Not only did hr what I was drinking; he knew I was damn cold.

He just kept starring into my eyes. I was scared yet excited all at the same time, and it seemed my lips were sealed with an invisible zip, making it impossible to begin conversation. He placed one of his large hands on my knee and before I could say anything he placed a finger to my lips, gesturing for me not to be alarmed.

His hand caressed my knee and the top of my thigh. He then placed his other hand on my other knee and in unison his hands caressed my knees and the tops of my legs, his eyes not moving from mine. I was now appreciative of his large overcoat protecting all this from the locals view, however, I was also feeling some regret for wearing the suspender belt in which I had proudly paraded in front of the mirror, before leaving my apartment. I felt a sense of excitement, a touch of the naughty girl in me.

His hands kept moving higher with each caress, until they reached the top of my stockings. When he touched my bare skin, I felt all hell break loose, my juices started to flow, I was so wet and could feel my nipples harden.

His hands moved to my panties and he placed his thumbs on my pussy. He ran his thumbs along my lips, gently at first and then with ever-increasing pressure, ever so carefully avoiding my clit. My eyes closed with anticipation, each time his thumbs circled the outer edges of my pearl.

I wanted to explode and my legs started to shake, all this time his eyes were doing nothing else but looking into mine. He removed his hands from under my dress and my body lurched forward. He closed my legs and squeezed them together. I was so horny and wet, I started squeezing my inner thighs together and slowly sliding my legs in a up and down motion, trying anything to stimulate my swollen clit to orgasm.

He produced a knife from his pocket, his wide, bright, blue eyes staring into mine, made me fear nothing. I just wanted my aching pussy relieved. He slipped the knife under my dress and ran the point of his knife along my inner thighs, slowly edging his way to my pussy. He ran the point of the blade along my clit, my hands clenched the barstool and the ache in my breasts was almost unbearable, as they seemed to grow larger. My nipples were now being stimulated by my silky dress.

I felt I could not hold on much longer. He cut the sides of my panties with the knife and peeled the front away from my pussy, the cold air rushing to meet my hot, wet cunt, which made me squirm on the stool. The anxiety kept building I wanted it to end, and it took all of my control to stop fingering myself.

Once again he ran his hands along my inner thighs and placed his thumbs on my lips, my back started to arch. He looked at me and shook his head, motioning for me to wait. I could see his cock growing, I started to stroke it, I could feel how large it was, feeling his large veins through his jeans. I just wanted to suck it and taste him.

My stroking of his cock stopped momentarily when I felt his thumbs on my naked cunt, slipping up and down with ease, their pace quickening with every stroke. Then all of a sudden he stopped, and with no warning plunged a thumb all the way into my aching hole and then started rubbing my clit with the other.

I was so close my hips involuntary swaying. I bit on the collar of his overcoat and with a rush of blood from head; I erupted into an explosive orgasm. I felt my juices flowing, my cunt was dripping wet, and my tits felt like bursting out of my dress. I swayed back and forth on the barstool, my orgasm felt like it would never end. Slowly, ever so slowly, my body started to calm down and my mind was regrouping its thoughts. When I opened my eyes the stranger was gone, even his overcoat had been removed. I quickly gathered my bag and hurriedly walked out of the bar never to see him again.

Mystery Man



This is the second story written by my friend, I'll call her "BB". BB has given me full permission to submit this story and she is anxiously await your feedback. Any comments will be appreciate by BB and Myself..Hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did. 

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So the scene takes place in his office. The man is a mystery man..I still have no face for him. I enamoured by him...I can refuse him nothing.

He told me to come to his office, so I did. Once I arrived, he had me close the door, lock it and come to him. I obeyed without question. He stands up and tells me in a deep assertive tone to remove my clothing. I step out of my heels, unzip my skirt and let it slide down to the floor, my blouse is next. I stand before him in my black lace bra and panties, I unclip the bra and drop it to the ground...then slowly slide my panties from my hips, they slide down my legs and I step out of them. My clothes laying in a pile at my feet. He picks them up and moves them to the chair in front of his desk. He comes up behind me, hand sliding down my back, over my hip and onto my ass. He strokes it gently, then gives it a playful smack. I let out a small moan of surprise. He chuckles. I hear him removing his clothes behind me...walking over and laying them onto the chair that he layed mine. 

He goes back and sits in his leather chair that is situated in front of me. Tells me to kneel, which I do. I reach over and strokes his already fully erect cock. Asks me if I like what I see..I answer with a soft yes. He lets out a soft moan and tells me to be a good girl and put my mouth to good use.

Now the fun is about to begin 

(I will write it like I did the last in a "you and I" format... more intimate that way)

I begin circling the head of your cock with my tongue. teasing it, tasting the drop of precum forming on the tip. My pussy getting wet in the process, I love pleasuring you.

As I take you into my mouth, I graze my fingers down your shaft, stroking you. Moving down to gently play with your balls, rolling them in my hand. Giving a gentle tug.

I would take you as deep as you could go. Swallowing as you hit the back of my throat to add more sensation and pleasure.

I don't want you to cum, not yet. So I go easy and playfully tease. What I really want is for you to fuck me, I pull up off your cock and beg you to take me. My pussy so wet, clit aching...

Not sure if you will grant my request or if I am to feel this yearning for a while longer. I hope you are wanting it just as much.

You say nothing, you begin to stand bringing me up with you. Bend me over the desk and kneel behind me...licking and sucking my wet pussy. You push me slightly forward and stand upright, teasing the opening of my glistening pussy with the tip then shaft of your cock. Easing into me...

I let out a moan of pleasure, the way you feel filling me is indescribable. I bring my hand down and play with my clit as you thrust deeper into me...

I tell you to go harder, deeper....hold nothing back. I want you to make me scream with the feeling of pain and pleasure.

You pull out and turn me over onto my back, lifting my legs and resting them on your chest. You plunge back into me, this time deeper. You start thrusting harder and harder, I begin to rub my clit faster.

Your hands caress my breasts gripping and roughly pulling my nipples. One of your hands reaches up to my throat gripping briefly then forcing your fingers into my mouth.......

Your forcefulness has me almost cumming right there. The way you gripped my throat sent a sudden rush through me. I run my tongue along your fingers, sucking on them, imagining they were the same cock that was inside me now. The feel of your hands on my body, your cock filling me... never wanting it to end.

You thrust so hard into me I scream, my body shudders ... I move my hands up your body to your chest. I give your nipples a pinch and tug, showing you I love it when you get rough with me. I rake my nails down your chest.... god you are going to have me cumming.

I feel your cock throbbing inside me, I know you are wanting to cum...needing to cum. You pull out of me, grab ahold of me and pull me down to the floor. You strectch out on the floor, turning me around, backing me onto your throbbing cock.

You watch me as I rise and lower myself onto you...slowly at first then picking up speed. Using the thumb of your left hand, you begin teasing my asshole before entering me....I gasp as it breaks in.

Moving your arm around me, your right hand seeks out my nipple, pulling sharply making me whimper. Your hand then raises to my head where you grip my hair and pull my head back. You lean forward and start biting the back of my neck.

The pleasure you are giving me has me wanting to pass out. It feels like a dream, one I do not want to wake from.

As I ride your cock, I lean back more...the feeling of your finger in my ass is incredible..I never thought I would enjoy it that much. I grind down harder onto you, moving faster...I just can't get enough of you inside me.

I reach down and start playing with my clit, the sensations on that mixed with what you are giving me is about to throw me over the edge.

With my right hand hand I reach lower, cupping your balls, playing with them...tickling them with the tips of my fingers my nails grazing along the soft skin, pulling at them. I love how they feel.

I can't take it anymore... I tell you in a raspy voice I need to cum...I want you to cum with me.

We buck and writhe both heading to that moment. You feel my pussy tighten as I start to cum. You feel the wetness on you as I cum wildly..my breathing deep and fast.

I feel your cock throbbing, you grab hold of my hips as you start cumming hard and deep into my pussy.

You push me off and make me kneel in front of you once again...offering me your pulsating cock.

With no hesitation I eagerly take hold of your cock. You can see the juices of our pleasure all over it. I run my tongue down the shaft, tasting us...mmm I love it.

I part my lips and take you into my mouth. Caressing you with my tongue, sucking hard, pulling you in deep. I pull off your cock, suctioning as I go. Running my tongue down the underside of your shaft.

My tongue now teasing your balls...licking you in a circular motion. I take one into my mouth, giving it a gentle suck as I caress it with my tongue... then the other. Making sure I clean up every bit of our juices.

I move back up, my hand stroking your cock still. I bring the tip back between my lips.. giving it a final lick ..

"You are not done yet." I knew this was coming. For me to speak while on my knees in front of you, begging to be fucked was wanted and desired for. We both knew a punishment would take place for it.

You have me lay face down on the desk. I hear you remove the belt from your trousers. You walk up behind me and start to whack my ass with it. Leaving a bright red line with each stroke...each hit also bringing a moan from me.

Then, using your hand you slap my ass cheek....I shriek in delight asking you for more..... you oblige of course..

My ass feels like it is on fire from the belt, when your hand came across it... the mixture of heat and tingling pain went through me. The affter effects of my climax was still with me. I feel as I am in almost a sedated state.

I want to feel your touch some more, asking for more... and being rewarded with it...is more then I can bare. My body so sensitive, you have me on a high that i don't think I can get down from.

With every smack of your hand, my body moving with the force, sending a shiver of pleasure and pain through me. My pussy getting unimanigably wet...more so then before. I never thought it possible.

Your hand now stroking my red, sensitive ass...both of us breathing hard from the pleasure, the passion we have experienced. You lean down and place a soft kiss on the red mark on my ass..making your way up my back. Lean into me and whisper into my ear "that was incredible".

I chuckled and tell you just wait for tonight...

The End



Mystery Man



The young woman was lighting the last of her candles as the phone rang on the hotel room nightstand. Rushing to grab it in time, she snatched it up on the third ring.

"Hello?" she said breathlessly, not sure if it was from her exertion or her excitement. She felt her nerves leap when that thick, velvety voice poured over the line.

"What room, baby?" was all he said.

"304...hurry, I need you." She heard him chuckle in response before the line went dead, that deep, throaty chuckle that always made her ache. He was chuckling, of course, because she was stating the obvious. She always needed him. She had needed him from the first moment she laid eyes on him.

It wasn't that his looks were so irresistible, although he was very sexy, but she had seen many sexier men in her life. What always struck her like a blow to the head was the sensation that he knew her. Not that he knew her as a person...he didn't know shit about her and he made it plain that he didn't really care. He never asked her name and she'd learned to stop asking his. No, he knew her on a primal, animal level. A level she didn't even know existed until she had looked into his eyes. She could remember that day like it was yesterday, when it had actually been at least 4 or 5 months.

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She had been shopping a bit on her lunch break, trying to find an outfit to wear to her sister's anniversary party, when she decided to try a different department store. As she walked around looking at dresses, she felt a tingling on the back of her neck like she was being watched. She looked around but didn't see anyone paying attention to her. She chose a dress quickly and made her way to the elevator, worrying about getting back to work on time. Just as she was about to press the button, she heard "The Voice".

"Are you going to be going down?" he purred into her ear. Spinning around to see who'd spoken to her, she gasped as her gaze connected with a set of wicked, smoky eyes. 

-My God I'd like to on you- 

The thought came out of nowhere, and her confusion must have shown because he repeated the question. She felt like she'd been punched in the stomach, and he was talking about the elevator?

"I...uh... I had planned to," she replied

"That would be a mistake," he calmly stated, looking so deeply into her eyes she would swear that he could see into her soul.

Chuckling nervously, she asked, "What...what do you mean?"

"Well, for starters, you haven't tried your dress on yet," he said matter-of-factly.

"So what? I wasn't going to," she returned, trying to get a grip on her hormones.

"Well, then I wouldn't get to see it on you, now would I? Wouldn't you like a second opinion?" he asked, slowly drawing the words out with his thick, heavenly voice.

"But I...need to get back to work," she weakly protested. The whole time she stood there stammering he smiled at her like he knew something that she didn't.

"Trust me," he said while holding out his hand to her, "you want my opinion." And that was all it took. Something inside of her snapped, and she took his hand as he led her to the ladies dressing rooms. 

The next thing she knew, she was being viciously fucked up against the wall in a changing station while wearing the very dress in question. She could see herself in the full length mirror as he pounded into her, and right as she was riding out the most intense orgasm of her life, she didn't think it looked like her at all. This woman was sexy. This woman did what she wanted. 

She never went back to work that day, but she did go to the nearest hotel with her new mystery man and her newfound libido. He took complete control of everything that day. He told her what to do, how to move, when to speak. If she'd met anyone else like that she would have hated them, but with him it was Heaven. It's like he was her drill instructor, training her how to feel the things she needed to. Never did she question anything, and when they finally wound down hours later she felt like the weight of the world had been lifted from her shoulders. 

When they parted he gave her his cell phone number, and told her to call him whenever she needed him, but he wouldn't give her his name. He told her that no names made it better, said that it opened them up to every possibility when they left themselves at the door. Now, looking back, she blamed the multiple orgasms, but he had started to make plenty of sense to her at the time. 

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That had been months ago, and she had told herself that it was a one time thing. She even threw his number away, deciding to go back to her real life with her cat and her frozen dinners. Of course she was digging in the trash by 2:00 am, and calling him within a few days. It was always the same thing. She would call him, he would ask when and where, and he would go straight there and pick up right where they'd left off. She'd decided long ago that she was probably addicted, but like any good addict, she always just needed one more fix. 

She began to find herself letting thoughts of him intrude into her real world. What did he do for a living? What were his interests? Was he married? What the fuck was his name? There were even a few times she had tried to talk about herself, hoping to spark his interest, but with no luck. He always found a way to change the subject, or he'd just plain tell her to shut up. She always obeyed, but it was getting harder and harder to stay silent.

He might have released her inner desires, he might have even nourished them and helped them to grow. But she was getting fed up with his limitations. She had gone as far as he would allow her to go, and she was ready to take the ball and run with it. She wanted him to see her differently. She wanted to impress her teacher with all that his student had learned. That's what today was about. She had set her own little seduction scene, and she couldn't wait to spring it on him. She would get some kind of response out of him if it killed her.

Since she knew he was on his way upstairs, she gave one last look around the room. Everything was in place. The chair was in the center of the room and directly facing the full length mirror. She then checked her reflection quickly to make sure that her lacy bra and thong were covered by her satin robe; the only things showing were her thigh high black stockings and her stiletto heels. She knew he loved her body, especially when it was shown off to its best advantage. 

At the quiet knock on the door, she snatched up the last of her silk scarves and ran to open up for her lover. "Coming!" she called out, as she moved to the back of the door while pulling it open. From behind the door, she could see him slowly enter the room and take in his surroundings. 

His gaze roamed over the many lit candles and finally came to rest on the chair. It was just a plain hotel chair, the kind with a back but no arms, but there was something different about it. Then he noticed the brightly colored scarves that were tied around it. There were two scarves tied around the back, and two more tied to the front legs. Before he could ask her what was going on, he felt something slip over his eyes from behind.

"What the hell?" he snapped when everything went an odd shade of lilac.

"Shhh....just go with it," she whispered in his ear as she tightly secured the scarf behind his head. She finished up by swirling the tip of her tongue around the outer shell of his ear and sucking his lobe between her teeth for a little nip.

"What's going on, baby?" he asked, trying not to let the feel of her teeth get to him already. He had to stay calm. He couldn't let her know how much she affected him. It was always a struggle, though. She had gotten so damn sexy since she had started to come out of her shell.

"I said to go with it," she purred again into his other ear as she circled around to his front. Slipping both hands beneath his jacket, she removed it swiftly and let it fall to the floor. Next came the buttons on his shirt. She made quick work with those and then moved on to his pants. Her goal was to get him stripped as soon as possible. His shirt was pushed back over his shoulders, and his pants were unceremoniously yanked down along with his boxers to bunch up around his shoes.

"Would you let me get my shoes off, at least?" He said, trying not to sound a little breathless.

"No, I won't. I want you all bound up," she smiled in reply. With that said, she pushed him down into the chair and went to work on the other scarves. The two on the back of the chair were used to secure his arms together behind him. The two on the bottom were used to tie each of his legs to the chair, wrapping the scarves around his ankles and wadded up jeans.

"I hope you're enjoying yourself," he snapped from the chair. "I can't see shit and my bare ass is on this cold chair."

"Oh, I do intend to enjoy myself," she said while loosening the scarf around his eyes, "and I intend for you to watch."

"It's not like I haven't watched you before," he smirked as she was coming around to face him. When he saw her his breath caught in his throat, cutting off what he was about to say next. As she faced him, she slowly parted her robe to reveal her lacy black thong and demi-bra.

"Oh, I know you have. But the difference this time is that you can't touch me at all, and I don't have to listen to you." She circled slowly in front of him, watching his eyes follow her, while dropping her robe to join his jacket on the floor. While she had his undivided attention, she crawled up on the foot of the bed on all fours, stopping to arch her back slightly to improve his view of her ass. "Don't you think these stockings and this thong frame my beautiful ass in the most delightful way?"

Dead silence greeted her question, so she repeated it again while adding a slight wiggle. Finally, she had the first hint that her plan was starting to work. She heard a slight strangling sound and a choked out whisper.

"Yes." God, he hated giving even that much away. He knew she knew he was attracted to her, he wouldn't have approached her in the first place if he hadn't been. But he hated giving up the power. He hated her taking the reins. Not because it wasn't sexy as hell, but because if she started making the decisions, then she just might decide to stop their little afternoons together. He didn't want that, he had become just as obsessed with her as she was with him. 

He was worried that if she knew too much about him, she'd start to get bored. He'd taken plenty of time cultivating her so that she thought she controlled the situation, saying when and where, but that's all he would allow her. He made damn sure that every time they parted, all she could think of was the next time. 

She slowly turned to face him from the bed, and taking inspiration from her favorite movie "Closer", she spread her legs wide until it looked like she was doing the splits. Reaching down, she grabbed her panties and yanked them to the side, until the star of the show was her glistening, hairless pussy. 

As he watched, she took her left hand and parted her moist folds, opening herself up wider for his viewing pleasure. If he looked close enough, he could see her honey starting to coat her inner thighs. Then her right hand crept towards heaven, settling on her engorged clit.

"I'm going to watch you get hard for me," she purred while beginning a lazy circular pattern. "Mmmm...come on, baby. Can't you see that this wet pussy is starving for you?" As she spoke, she saw his thick shaft twitch and begin to rise. "That's it, baby. I bet you wish you were kneeling right here, don't you? I bet you'd love to suck this soaking wet pussy, wouldn't you?" At her words and the vivid imagery they induced, his cock sprang to full attention within seconds. 

"Why don't you untie me, and I can do just that?" He had to do something fast, she was driving him insane. The fact that he couldn't touch her just made him want to that much more. He was trying to keep his thoughts together, but he couldn't move his eyes from her beautiful, swollen cleft.

"No, I don't think that would be a good idea. I can't concentrate when your hurricane tongue gets anywhere near me, and I'm nowhere near finished with you yet." She pulled her knees up until her high heels were flat on the bed, and she leaned back onto her left hand, giving him an even more direct view of her actions. She started to increase the friction, dipping her fingers inside herself to gather more moisture. 

"Mmmm....Oh, God baby! I'm thinking of that beautiful cock you've got right there. I can't...wait...to taste it...Oh, fuck!" She starting shaking as she could feel the first tremors of her release begin. She quickly drove two fingers deep inside herself while using her thumb to rub her clit, her hips starting to buck and ride out the waves. "Oh, fuck, baby! I'm cumming! I'm cumming all over my fingers for you!"

Her lover watched with his teeth clenched, trying with all his might to keep from begging for a taste of her pussy. She knew he loved to watch her get off, but he'd always been able to jump in and lap up her folds whenever he wanted. This was absolutely killing him, and the bitch clearly knew it. His cock was throbbing so hard it was beginning to hurt, and he couldn't even stroke it to relieve some of the pressure. 

"That's fine," he thought, "let her play her little game, but I refuse to break. I have to stay in control." That's when he noticed her getting up and walking towards him, holding out the hand she had just been using. God, he could smell her musk from two feet away. 

"Here, baby," she said, "I bet your thirsty for this now, aren't you?" She raised her two soaking fingers up to his mouth and shoved them between his lips. She watched as his eyes rolled back into his head and he groaned deeply. "Come on, suck them clean for me...that's a good boy." He attacked her digits like they were the first drops of water he'd had after a week in the desert. After a few moments she pulled her fingers away and dropped to her knees in front of him.

"I'm going to suck your beautiful cock now, would you like that?" When she received no response, she looked up into his eyes and found a defiant glare looking back at her. "I asked if you would like that. It's a simple question. Cooperating does not mean you're weak."

"Yes," he choked out.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I want you to suck my cock." He met her gaze again and continued, because he may not be able to touch her, but his words always worked. "I want you to suck my cock deep inside your mouth until I hit the back of your throat. I want you to fuck me with your mouth until I give you my cum. I want you to swallow every last drop I give you." He could see her eyes starting to get that dilated, animal in heat look. He loved that his words could get her so hot.

"That's all you had to say," she smiled, while leaning forward to lick the tip. Now there were many things she loved about sex, and with this man she loved them all ten times more than before. But the one thing she loved above all was the taste of his cock. She lived to suck his dick. Everything about it made her crazy. The first salty flavor of pre-cum, the scent of sweat and man and sex, the texture of his velvety skin against her tongue. She was getting even wetter just thinking about it.

As she circled her tongue around the tip, she lightly stroked his shaft with one hand, while cupping his balls with her other. Hearing him groan made her even more dedicated to the task, and she began to flick at his frenulum with the underside of her tongue. She then moved down to suck first one, then the other of his balls into her mouth. She lightly sucked on them while rolling her tongue all the way around, just how he liked. Going back up to the tip, she puckered her lips tightly and slowly lowered her mouth onto his shaft. As she began to move her mouth up and down, she swirled her tongue around the head on the inside, so he was getting double stimulation.

"Oh, fuck," he groaned, never being able to stay silent when she devoured him. "You're sucking my cock so good baby! God...I love how your mouth feels." At this she looked up at him with her light green eyes, dilated with lust. They held eye contact while she took him all the way inside, down to the base. She began to move faster, gripping the flat of her tongue along the length of his shaft for added sensation. "God...you're gonna make me cum, baby, it's fucking close."

She reluctantly pulled her mouth away, wishing she could taste his milky fluid, but reminding herself that there was one more thing she wanted to do while he was at her mercy. Standing up, she slowly removed her thong and turned around to sit on his lap, with her back against his chest. Trying to ignore his large member that was currently pulsating against her ass, she leaned back to whisper in his ear.

"Do you see what's straight in front of us, baby? Can you see our reflection in that mirror?" As she bit his earlobe, he glanced around her to see the mirror image of her sitting on his lap. 

"Pull your bra down, I can't see your beautiful tits," he ordered. This was one order that didn't bother her today, knowing the visual of her tits bouncing while she fucked him would be a lovely addition to the mix. She lowered the straps and turned the black lace down, finally releasing her large nipples to his view. He knew his mistake as soon as he saw her breasts, because as he went to stroke them he remembered that he couldn't. 

"Now watch closely," she purred. She slowly opened her thighs wide so that they were on the outside of his legs, her toes just touching the ground for leverage. She raised up slightly and reached between her legs to grab his thick shaft. Placing it at her dripping entrance, she gradually lowered herself onto his rock hard cock. When she was fully impaled, she had to pause for a moment and savor the feeling of being full. 

"Oh, fuck," he groaned, as he watched himself slowly disappear inside her welcoming body. He could see her entire body on display like this. Her long, muscular legs spread wide, her large tits thrusting up, and her glistening pussy enveloping his cock. He almost came just from the sight of it, let alone the feel. Then she began to move. Flexing up and down, grinding onto him. He could see her tits starting to bounce and her muscles flex while she had her way with him. All he could do was start thrusting harder, trying to make her feel half of what he did.

"God, your cock feels so good!" She screamed. She reached down with her right hand and pulled her lips even wider while she rode him, fully exposing where they joined to their view. "Can you see how wet I am?" she moaned. "Do you feel me dripping all over your cock?"

"Yes," he gasped, "yes I can! Your pussy is so tight! God, it's gripping me...pulling me deeper inside you!" They were both covered in a light sheen of sweat now, both of them thrusting and grinding away. They were both staring at the mirror, hypnotized by the sight of their bodies joining. They could both feel their climaxes building, shooting through their bodies like electricity. She could tell he was as close as she was, and she knew this was her time to strike.

"Please...what's your name?" She moaned while thrusting even harder.

"No...names....I ...told you," he ground out through clenched teeth.

"Please! I don't care about anything else! I don't care if you're married or a priest or a gas station attendant! That can come later. I have put up with this just so I could keep seeing you, but I have to know your name or I can't do this again!" She could feel her inner muscles starting to clamp down on his shaft, signaling the arrival of another monstrous climax. She was trying her best to hold off, knowing that feeling her cum would send him right over, and she was determined to get her answer.




Mystery Man



When he heard those words he knew he'd overplayed his hand. He knew that he had to take the risk of her liking the real him, or he would lose her forever. He couldn't have that. He had spotted her in the crowd that long ago afternoon, and something had called out to him. He instinctively knew that she needed to be opened up, and there would be a glorious treasure awaiting him. He couldn't lose that now. He had mistakenly assumed that she would only get off on the thought of a mystery man, like so many other women seemed to. But she was drawn to him as magnetically as he was drawn to her. 

"Doug," he whispered at her back.

"What? I couldn't hear you," she moaned while feeling her body tense even more.

"Doug!" he shouted as he felt her starting to cum. "My name is Doug!"

That was all it took for the tightly wound coil to snap within her body. Her pussy clamped down hard on his cock, milking it for every last drop.

"Oh, Doug!" she screamed out at the top of her lungs. "I'm cumming all over your beautiful cock! Cum for me, Doug! Cum deep inside my soaking wet pussy!" The sound of his name being screamed from her lips, combined with the ecstasy of her tight pussy milking him sent him over the edge. He began bucking his hips wildly until he was spurting his thick, hot fluid deep inside her.

As soon as they rode out the last wave of euphoria, she got up and turned around to face him, sliding onto his still erect shaft. Leaning forward and untying the knots around his back, she set his hands free. As soon as he could move them, despite the tingling that had started in his arms, he reached up and grabbed her face roughly. He then proceeded to kiss her senseless, running his hands through her soft brown hair. As soon as he pulled away she looked deep into his eyes.

"Hi, Doug," she smiled, her voice scratchy from screaming. "I'm Amanda." She then began to slowly move on him again, feeling his cock stirring back to life.

"Hi, Amanda," he returned, a similar smile playing on his lips. Then their loving began all over again.

THE END



Mystery Man



She sits on her bed upstairs in her room drinking a glass of wine and listening to music, reading a new book and just enjoying the mellow feeling of it all. She is naked because the night is warm and there is nobody home to interrupt her. She thinks she hears a noise and goes downstairs to investigate. The bar on her sliding glass door leading to the backyard has been moved...she can't remember if she had replaced it the last time she was outside. 

She peers out into the forested area behind her condo and thinks she sees movement but is unsure, she may be seeing things after all, she is a little tipsy from the wine. She replaces the bar in the window and goes back upstairs. She goes back to her book and she is still a little jumpy, hearing a creak here, a rustle there, but figures its her cats doing the nocturnal thing...she has checked all the doors and windows and assumes she is safe...eventually falling asleep while reading, naked on top of the covers.

He's in the house, after following her home from the store, knowing that he had to have her before the night was over. He's been in there ever since she got home from the store, hiding as needed but she has been upstairs in her room for about half an hour so he has been free to move about downstairs. He is waiting patiently for just the right moment to take her.

Finally he decides it's his turn and walks into her room and stands over her bed, listening to her soft breathing. Leaning over her he takes the book from her hands and shuts out her bedside light. Lightly he runs a gloved hand up her thigh she moans quietly in her sleep. Another light touch across her left nipple and her hand instinctively trails lazily across her belly to rub it. He is not sure if she is asleep or awake but she begins to rub both nipples and grind her hips into the bed. He stands over her his cock getting large in his black jeans. He rubs the hardness through the material as he watches her, her hands gliding down her belly to in between her legs and hears her breathing begin to quicken, and she moans lightly.

He makes his move and places on hand on hers and the other over her mouth. "Shhhh, I am not going to hurt you, just going to have a little fun which by the looks of it you need badly and which you will enjoy also." She is mesmerized by his voice and the eloquence of his speaking...being half asleep and startled she tries to push him off her, which only makes him push her harder into the bed. Just as he takes his hand off her mouth she attempts to speak but he is too fast, he places his mouth hard on hers and shoves his tongue inside while pushing her hands away from her pussy and replacing them with his one strong gloved hand...he finds her already quite wet and finds this intensely stimulating. 

She continues to attempt to fight him off, squirming underneath him as he holds her down with his body, one hand over her mouth and the other on her warm mound, her squirming is only making the pressure more intense in that area, juices are flowing which she cannot deny. He must have a taste, brings his finger up to their mouths and slides his finger in between their tongues, which mingle her sweet warm juices in their mouths. He takes her hand and drags it down to the huge tent in his jeans. She begins to grasp it in a brief moment of lust then pulls away quickly as she realizes what she is doing. He grabs a handful of her long red hair and pulls her head back and whispers in her ear with a slight growl to his voice and full of intent..."I am taking what I want from you tonight, my cock has been hard since I noticed you in the store this afternoon." 

She inhales deeply and trembles...not from fear but from the stirring in between her legs she experienced as she heard that voice say those words. She feels a surge of heat and electricity building inside...she knows she is now powerless against her deep desires...she stops fighting, and submits to him willingly.

She can see his form in the dim light of her room. She watches as he opens his jeans and they drop to the ground, revealing a very hard cock in her face. He takes it in his hand and then whispers in her ear..."you may touch it with your tongue" and places his cock gently on her lips. She sticks her tongue out and slowly swirls her tongue around the tip of his cock as he holds it for her. Slowly he begins to move his hips back and forth, each time sliding a little more of his cock into her mouth. 

She is enjoying every detail of his cock as he moves painfully slow advancing it further into her hungry, waiting mouth. She has been so horny all day...he holds her head firm as he continues to slowly slide his thick cock in and out of her mouth...he asks her, "Do you like having your mouth fucked by a big fat cock?" She looks up into his eyes...since her mouth is full she can only half mumble, half moan, "MMMMMMMHHHHHHHMMMMMM" The vibrations cause his cock to throb and twitch. He grins and chuckles, "I knew it...You ARE a little slut...my slut tonight." At that point he takes his cock almost out of her mouth and plunges it back in to the hilt, his balls slap underneath her chin with a *SNAP* Then he gets into a hard rhythm, still holding her head firmly. She gags at first but then begins to really get off on feeling his hardness in her mouth, feeling him throb. His pace quickens as he feels her moans of passion vibrating on his cock.

He pulls her head closer to him to the point she feels she almost can't breathe...feels his muscles tighten and his hips begin to jerk into her, she feels heat at the back of her throat and knows he's cumming...he pulls out before he finishes and cums all over her face and rubs it all around with his cock, stopping every now and then to slap her face roughly with it, then shoves it back into her mouth..."clean it," she hungrily licks up and down the sides of his cock, careful not to miss one millimeter of his cock. "Now my balls," as he grabs her hair and pulls her mouth away from him, pushing her face towards his heavy hanging sack. She takes one into her mouth and rolls it around as he lightly strokes his cock, watching her. Gently caressing the other, then switches sides. He begins to get hard again and has her suck his cock a little more until she can no longer feel her lips.

He lays her back in her bed and kisses her, tasting himself on her tongue. He reaches down to play with her nipples and his hand wanders down to her thighs, which he gently stokes with his now glove free hand. He moves up between her legs and lightly brushes his fingertips across her trimmed pussy. Her hips instinctively rise to meet his hand. He dangles his fingers in front of her soaking wet pussy and tells her "if you want these fingers on you and in you, come and get them." She pushes her hips forward and grinds her hips into his hand. "Ooooh, you are SO WET" and brings his fingers up to her mouth, running his fingers across her lips, leaving a trail of wetness across them, then brings his fingers under his nose and inhales the exotic aroma, closes his eyes and licks her juices off his fingers. He kneels down at the end of the bed and pulls her to him. 

Slowly he kisses the insides of her thighs while she writhes and moans on the bed ahead of him. He blows lightly on her glistening pussy lips sending shockwaves through her. She hears herself whimpering...begging this unknown man...too far aroused to be disgusted with herself at this moment..."lick my pussy and make me cum...please"...He continues to play with her, rubbing her pussy until she almost cums then takes his hand away. Finally after he feels she has agonized enough, puts his head between her legs and starts to lick her swollen pussy lips. She is so wet for him his tongue glides over them with ease. He can feel her getting more excited by the way she is moving, he pulls her down farther and sticks a finger in her pussy and begins to pump it in and out. He continues to expertly, madly eat her, he can tell she is about to cum. He takes his soaking wet finger from her pussy and jams it in her ass, then placing his open mouth over her clit and sucking rhythmically in time with the thrusts into her ass. She cries out begins bucking, toes pointed, back arched...she hears sounds of pleasure coming out of her she has never heard before. He continues sliding his finger in and out of her while rubbing her slick swollen button and she can't seem to stop cumming. Eventually her cries die down but this has made him so hard he pushes her back down on the bed and plunges his cock into her then begins slow deliberate forceful strokes, becoming more urgent and rough with each thrust. He pushes her head to the side and pushes it into the bed and grabs her by the neck which startles her somewhat but she is so into how he is making her feel she quickly forgets and enjoys every moment. 

He places his hand across her face and holds it firmly as he continues to fuck her ever so roughly, she feels as if she might cum any second. The thought of him possessing her and holding her head so firmly only adds to the erotic feelings she is experiencing. His strong sexual voice is lulling her into oblivion, saying the nastiest things she has ever heard. He tells her "You like getting fucked by my hard cock don't you? What a nasty little slut you have turned out to be." She moans out loudly "Yes...please....don't....stop...fucking...meee," and pushes her hips into him, squeezing his cock so tightly as he pulled back for another hard thrust, as if her pussy wanted to keep it tightly inside her. As he begins to quicken his pace his cock glides across her clit eliciting a powerful electrical sensation from deep inside. She rocks her hips back and forth in time with him and reaches up, wrapping her hands around him and grabbing his ass cheeks to push him as far into her as she can. 

She is panting like an animal and feels herself begin to lose control, letting go completely she moans deeply as the waves of pleasure begin to overcome her. She feels him swell and stop in mid thrust and pull completely out, then shove his cock inside her deep as he yells out, she feels the heat of his cum inside her which sends her over the edge and she shakes uncontrollably and grabs him tightly as she screams out in pleasure. Collapsing on the bed they continue to hold each other until they stop trembling and their frenzied breathing becomes normal again. He jumps up quickly and dresses as she watches the outline of his body silhouetted by the moonlight in the window, then without a word, he leaves her ravished and breathless, all she can do is inhale deeply to smell his scent again which sends a new wave of pleasure throughout her with each deep breath.

She silently wishes for him to return soon to take her again.



Mystery Man



I was sitting how alone in the dark just listening to the rain outside. It hit the roof and windows of my small but modest house full force. I had had a bad day at work and I really didn't feel like doing anything but pout. Don't know why, usually I come home and get myself all sassed up and go out every night after work and try to see if I can have some guy, a good looking hunk come up to me and buy me drinks and ask me to dance with them. But for some particular reason I just couldn't get myself out of the funk I was in. Nothing would even assuage my blues away, or so I thought!

I had been home for a few hours. I made myself something to eat, but I didn't even touch it. It was still sitting on the coffee table where I left it, uneaten, and cold as and iceberg. I pretty much just sat there listening and staring out at the storm, thinking about the events of the day that led up what I was feeling now. I was feeling pretty stormy at the moment myself that I felt I was the storm. Worst of all I was totally frustrated and unfulfilled as well.

When I had gotten to work, as usual I had tons of messages to go through and sort out. Then I had files to look over and make short notes so that I could brief my boss on who is needing this or that, as well as making sure that the clients I take care of are happy with the work being done on their behalf. I had a client knock on my office door later on that morning after my secretary paged me to tell me that I had someone waiting to see me.

He knocked and I motioned for him to come in and have a seat while I finished a proposal I was working on. I didn't even bother to look up. I only had a few little things to change but it only took me a minute, but after I finished I put it into the outbox for Mandy to take to my boss for approval. 

I stood up to greet the new client, held out my hand and looked him straight in the face. I was dumbstruck! My mouth just fell open and my heart began beating faster as my eyes roamed up and down his entire person, taking in the hard muscular build, enhanced with a deep dark golden tan that accentuated his hard but handsomely features and extremely attractive rugged face. I swallowed hard and forced myself to be professional but it was all I could do to keep my cool and hope that he didn't notice I was staring and eyeballing his person. If he did he gave no indication other than a little chuckle of amusement. But things went on as if they were normal and we got down to business.

I was so attracted to him but I couldn't do anything about it. He left satisfied that I would do a good job with what he needed done.

As the day wore on, things just started to go down hill and I felt like I hit bottom. My boss, who is an attractive man himself, but a letch from the word go, had tried once again to hit on me, when he came into my office and shut the door like we were having a meeting. I tore him down and he did not like that, so he fired me because I would not accept his advances.

I took my things and ran out the door, and got down to the lobby and ran outside into a barrage of rain. I had forgotten my raincoat, but I kept running anyway, I didn't care. And the day just kept getting worse.

Anyway, When I finally got home, I cried for a while, and then when the tears were no more, I made something to eat but left it on the coffee table. Now I am just sitting here and thinking about the man who came to my office with his rugged looks and sexy body! MMMMmmm! I wonder what he will do when he finds out I am not working at the office any longer.

I sat for hours until it was too dark and rainy to see anything outside the window. I was daydreaming of the mysterious man who came to my office that morning and of all the things I wanted him to do to my body. I was getting so very wet, that my juices began leaking down my inner thighs. I began touching myself I was so wet. My nipples were hard as pebble in the sand, just waiting to be nibbled on by someone. Him!

I was so enthralled by my imagination that I didn't hear the doorbell or anyone come in for that matter. I had forgotten to lock the door when I came home. I was so wrapped up in what I was doing to myself, imagining that he was doing things to me that I never experienced before, that I thought I was dreaming when I felt him touch me. My eyes were closed and I was filled with desire and so very hot and wet that I was dribbling juices from my pussy onto my fingers and on the couch. 

I felt lips and tongue touch my lips and face, trailing soft but rough wet kisses down to my neck and shoulders. Sometime lingering for a moment to savors the flesh at the base of my neck and nibble at it like it was food from the gods. Hands were touching and probing my mouth and commanding that I suck on them. All the while my eyes were still closed. His fingers left my mouth and trailed down my body slowly and ever so softly that I was quivering with animal delight and wanting. They stopped at my breasts and they began to knead and pinch at my nipples and squeeze my breast hard and soft at the same time, bringing a myriad of sensations and pleasures. Then as he caressed them I felt his lips and tongue lap at my nipples gently at first but then hard and rough making my back arch into his mouth so I can fully feel his whole mouth take my breasts, one at a time into his mouth.

For a little while he continued to tease me, with his mouth and fingers. Then he stopped sucking on my breasts but continued to play with them while his hot wet tongue trailed lazily done my chest to my belly where he drove his tongue into my navel making me want more of what he had to offer. He moved his hands down my body caressing and pinching while licking my belly button and drawing circles around it. He continued downward to my wet, ready pussy, and when he got to the top of my pussy just at the top of the nub, he began rubbing it and teasing it with his talented fingers and hand. 

He moved his mouth from my navel slowly down to where his fingers were playing, as, tasting every inch of me, probing with his tongue until I was writhing under his touch. I was on the verge of exploding when he placed one finger inside of my pussy and began to stoke in and out. Then licked my clitoris with his sure tongue flicking at it like he couldn't get enough of it and me. I was pushing up into his tongue and fingers trying so hard to hold onto the sensations he was giving me when he placed the second finger inside me with the first now beginning to push in and out rapidly and harder than before. He just kept teasing my clit with his tongue not giving me anymore than he wanted me to have. With my eyes closed I still see him but it is a dream to me. He places a third then a fourth finger deep into me making me want to cum all over his hand. But he won't let me, I am so wet but he won't let me. He commands me in his roughened voice not to cum until he says so, by this time he is about ready to explode himself and I hear it in his voice.

Still bombarding me with his fingers deep in my cavernous pussy, he clamps his mouth down on my whole pussy and begins to suck hard and lick every inch of me until even more juices flow from my honey box. He removes his fingers from me and spreads my legs as wide as they go taking his mouth from me leaving me wanting him not to stop. I feel something being wrapped around my ankles not too tight but just tight enough to feel pressure when he ties what I believe are silk scarves to the legs of the couch. Then he ties my wrists above my head to the other end of the couch so I can't do a single thing. I am helpless, legs spread as wide as they are able to go, juices literally pouring from my pussy all over the couch, waiting for him to return to his assault on my pussy with his skilled mouth and tongue. I am not disappointed. He clamps his hot mouth hard down onto my pussy and begins the assault over from the beginning, making sure that he can lick, suck, and swallow every drop of my dew that comes out of me. He is roughly holding me to his mouth with his hands so I cannot squirm or move. 

I have to have release but he still tells me "NO" but soon. As I am getting closer to climaxing I try hard not to let myself do it because I want to please him. I want to do as he wishes me to do. But as I get closer to cumming he knows it and stops again. Only this time when I begin to clam down, he introduces something very hard and solid into me. Slowly pushing it inside me. It's cold and hard, not worm and fleshy. And as he proceeds to push his way into my pussy lips with it, he begins eating and licking and sucking on me again. He strokes the object hard in and out of me while he eats my pussy at the same time. I realized that it is a Glass dildo and he is ramming int in and out of me as his mouth completely covers me. I am ready to explode, and he gives me permission to let go. All the while he is breathing hard himself. He was also playing with himself after he tied me up. I did not feel one of his hands on me only his mouth and the hand with the dildo ramming me and taking me to heights I have never been to before. He is ready to cum but he waits while I do, I know he wants release also but he holds back, he wants to swallow everything I let out and more. I can't stand it anymore, and when he tells me I can cum I let everything I have to give him, all my juices and honey flowing freely out of me while he laps it up like he can't get enough of it or me. 

I hear him grunting and groaning wanting his release, he holds it just a bit longer, and while I am still cumming in his mouth, he pulls away an stands between my widely spread legs and proceeds to push is huge thick cock into my ass, he is still fucking me with the dildo in my pussy hard, but his cock is ramming my ass but good, I am still cumming and screaming loudly as he stabs my ass with his hugh member until he lets go and pushes hard enough to feel like he is going to break through to the barriers between my ass and my pussy. He cums hard and begins to release his load into my ass, but as he does, he pull it out and pours the rest over my face and body, he has so much to give! 

After it is all over and he collapses atop me, he stokes my gently and says that I was a good little girl and that he will do even more the next time. I slowly open my eyes and realize that it was the man who came to my office this morning. Apparently he wanted me for more than just someone to take care of his business.



Mystery Man



Note: Hi readers... I would really like to know what you all thought of my story, any constructive criticism is welcome as are plain old compliments! If you have something negative to say... find a nice way to say it or please don't say it at all... Not much dialogue is included in this story just because of the situation and the direction I was coming from when writing it... thank you and I hope you enjoy!!! 

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I wonder out to the street and turn down a dark ally a few doors down from my unit. In the distance I see a figure stepping in my direction. The cold air is chilly on my neck, and an uneasy feeling rushes down my spine. I hear the footsteps getting closer and louder. I am watching the ground as I walk and I feel the anxiety rising in my chest as he nears me. My heart leapt into my throat as I saw his feet appear in the top of my vision. He doesn't slow down or change his stride, but continues walking. His feet disappear from where I can see them and I hear his footsteps beginning to fade. I begin to relax and my anxiety calms down but then his footsteps come to a halt. I stop, turn and look at him. He stares back, blankly, not knowing what to do. I see a shimmer in his eyes and a small grin forms across his face. I see him look up and down my body... and the grin turns to a smile. The look in his eyes was dark and mysterious, they almost seemed hollow. Feeling the anxiety return to me and realizing that the dark, mysterious look had now turned to greed and excitement, I quickly turned and continued on my way. I listened out for his footsteps and after only 2 of my own did he start to walk. As I continued down the ally, I realized that the footsteps I thought I had heard leaving in the direction I came, were in fact following me. 

I could feel his eyes on me. The thought of him watching me made my ears burn and my hair stand on end. What could he want? Why is he following me? Then I realized that I didn't really care. I had been in a similar situation before and it ended badly... 

The end of the ally seemed so far away and there was no one else around. I began to worry again, coming to the conclusion that if anything did happen, I had no escape route. And just as I realized there was nowhere for me to hide I heard his footsteps getting faster, and heavier. He was no longer creeping but marching towards me. The sound of his shoes grinding against the cold wet gravel got louder. I could hear he was inching closer to me with every step he took. I began to worry a lot more as the realization of what he wanted became clear to me but I was too late. I started running and just as I thought I was succeeding, I felt his large hands grasp my arms tightly. He jerked me backwards so my back was firmly pressed against his front. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my lower back, pulsing with every breath he took. He rested his cheek lightly against my head with his mouth just above my ear, breathing into it. "You're a very pretty young lady," he whispered. His grip loosened and he started slowly rubbing his hands up and down my arms. Even through my thick winter jacket could I still feel his warmth. "You have the face of an angel and the body of a goddess, I want you!" he breathed in my ear as he thrust his hips forward forcing his stiff erection into me harder. His hands moved, slowly, from my arms across to my chest. He gently ran them over my perky breasts which made my nipples stiffen. I was petrified, yet I felt as if I wanted him too. He continued to move his hands over my body. Reaching my lower stomach, he twisted his hands to my sides and continued down the outside of my thighs to about half way down, returning back around to the front and slowly moving up, he slid his fingers on the inside of my thighs, and kept moving up. His fingers trialed over the crotch of my jeans, his light touch sending tingles through my body. I breathed in deep and my head fell back onto his shoulder as I savoured the feeling. I began to feel warm in between my legs as he continued to move his hands over my body. He worked his way back up to my shoulders then swung me around and looked down at me, into my eyes. He would have been more than 10 years older than me. But he was still a handsome man. His dark brown hair and pale blue eyes captivated me as I stared, waiting for him to talk. 

He lent down and positioned his face in between my head and my shoulder, and I heard him breathe in. He held it in until he was looking back into my eyes. He exhaled... "You smell good... Sweet..." he said, "I want to taste you, I want to have you for myself." My clit was throbbing as he spoke. I wanted him too; I wanted to feel him inside me... I needed him to take me and fuck me... use me how he pleased. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter thinking about what it would be like to be taken by this 30 something year old man.

He stared at me, and then smiled. He moved his hand from my shoulder down my chest and stomach, slid his hand in between my legs then pushed his fingers against my clit. I moaned out loud as it sent excitement through my body. 

"Come with me," he hissed and he took me by the hand leading me towards a door along the side of the ally. We stepped inside and he closed it behind us. The light from the outside world disappeared and we stood silent in the darkness. Thrill and excitement mixed with fear begin to run through my veins. I strain my ears to listen and hear his husky breathing behind me, inching closer. My heart begins to pound inside my chest and my knees begin to weaken. 

From behind me I feel his hands glide over my shoulders, down my chest and grasp my jacket. He slowly peels it from my body. As he drops it to the floor he steps in closer pressing his body against mine. His hands slide along my hips, around to my stomach and he begins to undo my jeans, kissing my neck as he goes. His hands move from my unzipped fly to my hips and begin to lift my shirt over my head. As it joins the jacket on the floor, his hands move back to my hips, his left hand begins to move up my body as the other moves down. His right hand slips into my underwear and he begins to massage my lips and swollen clit, his left hand gently caressing my breast through my bra, still passionately kissing my neck. I begin to moan quietly as it starts to feel better... and better... 

He continues to move his fingers around my moistened sex, small circles and gentle strokes. He moves his hand underneath my bra and begins to feel my bare breast, gently twisting and pinching my nipple. I push back into him as he quickens the pace, his finger now viciously stimulating my sopping snatch. 

"Oh my god...oh my god..." I begin to murmur, not wanting to give away the fact that he is about to make me cum. My hands move to his thighs and grip tightly onto his pants, pushing into his legs. His hand continues moving in between my legs, the sensation intensifying every time he pinches my nipple. He begins to nibble and peck at my neck. I feel something begin to erupt deep with in my stomach. "Oh my god... oh my GOD!" I push harder into him, feeling his cock buried in between our shaking bodies, his hand still working on my clit. I throw my head back onto his shoulder and close my eyes. The feeling grows and I begin to moan to what I feel inside. Suddenly a sharp pain, verging on the line of pleasure, shoots through my neck. I scream out loud, and it stops. It felt so painful but so good at the same time. It just bought me closer to cumming. The pain returns, I scream again. This time I feel his tongue lap at the pain. My neck feels wet. He's biting me! As soon as I realized what he was doing, the feeling of orgasm explodes and I feel it sweep through my body like a tidal wave. My eyes open wide and I begin screaming for dear life. He bites me again, bringing on another intense climax. I begin to feel weak and my knees feel as if they collapse from beneath me. 

With his left hand still clutching my breast and his right hand buried in between my legs, he holds my limp body against his as I lay slumped in his arms, motionless and panting like a thirsty dog. My clit throbs with every beat of my heart as his fingers continue to gently stroke my lips. He removes his hand from my pants and wraps his arm around my waist, lifting me slightly off the ground. He begins to move us through the darkness, to where, I don't know... 

He stops walking and drops me onto a soft surface, it feels like a mattress. I lay silent on my stomach. "Sit up and face me," he says in a deep, quiet, mysterious voice. I obey, rolling over and moving to the edge of the bed, sitting with my legs off the side. I feel his presence close in front of me. I hear him begin to unzip his pants, feeling the gentle swoosh of air past my face as he moves his hands. He is so close to me yet in the darkness I cannot see anything. "Give me your hand," he says. I raise my right hand and it meets his. He slowly guides it in front of my face where I meet a smooth, warm piece of skin. He guides my fingers around it and my heart begins to race. "Suck it," I hear from above me. I begin to explore it with my hands, moving up and down its whole length, leaving my hands only inches from my face. It feels long and stiff. I stick my tongue out and begin to lick the tip, his salty pre-cum coating my mouth. My tongue dances with its head. It swirls around and teases him. His husky voice breaks the silence with small moans and deep breathing... he's beginning to enjoy this... 

I slide my whole mouth over the head of his cock, lapping at it with my tongue. I begin to make my way further down his length, moving my hands up and down in front of me. I start to take it deeper into me, feeling it push against my throat. My face meets his belly... I've reached the base. I take it all the way out and begin licking the tip like an ice-cream, my hands now massaging his sack. I dive right down to the base again feeling him gently thrust his hips forward. His hand slowly moves to the back of my head as I begin to bob up and down, increasing the speed and tightening my mouth around his large cock. He begins thrusting harder into my face, his hand now firmly pushing me into him, his small moans getting louder. 

"Oh yes... oh... oh... yes..." He begins to thrust harder into me, both hands now holding the back of my head as he begins to vigorously fuck my face. The feeling of his cock sliding down my throat is amazing, the thought of this older man thrusting his dick in and out of my mouth is turning me on to the point where I can't take it anymore. While my left hand caresses his balls I slide my right hand down my pants and begin playing with myself. 'I'm so wet!' I think to myself. His meat seems as if it is growing bigger inside my mouth, getting stiffer. He begins crying out, the sound of deep, husky moans and groans fills the air. With one final intense thrust, he pulls my head hard into him and holds me there. I feel his warm spunk squirt deep into my throat. I swallow as it attempts to fill my mouth, gently lapping my tongue against his slightly softening member. He slowly withdraws it from my mouth and his hands slide from the top of my head to my shoulders. I wipe the moisture from my lips. I hear him chuckle quietly beneath his heavy breathing, he gently squeezes my shoulders. "Yummy...?" he asks me. 

"Mmmhmm," I reply quietly. 

His hands leave my shoulders and I hear him rustling with his clothes. I feel him close to me again, his face nearing mine. He begins to kiss me and he wraps his arm around my waist, pushing his body against mine. I feel he has no shirt, my legs make contact with his and I realize he has no pants either. His hands move to my hips and he begins to take my jeans off, underwear with them. After they slide to the floor he reaches around and unclips my bra, leaving me naked in the darkness. His whole body pushes against mine as he moves us further onto the bed. My head reaches pillows and he moves on top of me, kissing me and feeling my bare body. 

I move my hand over his bare shoulders and down his back. Starting just above his ass I graze my fingernails up his back. He draws in a sharp breath and then bites my neck again, I cry out. He moves his hand down my side and slips his fingers in between my legs. With his face against mine, I feel him smile... he knows how wet I am. As he slowly plays with my gooey lips, he slides a finger into my hole and pushes hard and deep. My hips buck beneath him as it sends a sensation through my lower body. 

He raises himself onto his knees, placing my legs on top of his. He pulls me closer to him and I feel the head of his cock press gently against my slit. He begins to guide it in, parting my wet lips. As he continues to push it further into me I feel it stretch me open. With gentle thrusts he inches his hardness deep inside. Now he is completely enveloped within me. "Oooohhh... you feel soo good... tight!" he whispers, almost snarls, in my ear. 

His whole body lies on top of mine with his arms beneath my head. He begins to grind his body against mine, slowly moving in and out. I feel it deep within me pushing against all boundaries and cannot help but moan out in pleasure. He begins to gradually increase the speed, pumping harder, driving his cock into me as far as he can. Muffled grunts escape his mouth getting louder as he continues to fuck me. His arms slide out from beneath my head and a feel him lift up off my body, now resting on his elbows. His hands grasp my hair, tugging on it as he begins to pump me harder. The pain from my hair being pulled and the pleasure I feel from between my legs begins to become overwhelming... my head starts to spin. I can feel another climax beginning to swell deep inside. My nails push hard into his back and he pulls harder on my hair. "Oh Yes... Yes... OH YES..." we moan together. His thrusts suddenly become full force, stretching me to my limits but thrusting one last time, pounding our hips together, he then stops.

Lying perfectly still I listen to his husky panting above me. He then begins to kiss me, piercing my lips with his tongue. He releases my hair and sits up withdrawing himself from me. "On your knees," he commands. I wriggle my legs out from underneath him and roll over, legs wide open with my ass poking up in the air. I can feel my moisture... and his... down my thighs. I don't think I've ever been this wet before... 

I feel him kneel behind me and the feeling of warm air drifts over my dripping cunt. I feel him gently kiss my wet lips and his tongue flicks at my clit. Suddenly his lips begin slurping and sucking, as if to drink my juices. His tongue swirls around my swollen clit and traces the outside of my hole almost bringing on another orgasm. 'Oh... he's soo good with his tongue' I think to myself as I indulge in the pleasure he is giving me. His warm mouth detaches its self from my now soaking lips and he takes a firm hold of my hips. I, again, feel the head of his cock aiming at my hole. He slowly slides it inside me and pulls me into him. I feel his balls pressed against my clit. 

He begins to pound into me, grinding his hips against my backside. I can feel his entire length moving in and out of me, 'oh my God... pure ecstasy!!!' I feel him getting faster, pushing harder. His cries become more frequent and louder. I grip onto the bed as best I can with my head buried in the pillows. I feel him getting bigger again and the feeling of orgasm begins to linger. I begin pushing myself into him, craving for his cock to make me cum. His fingernails are digging into my hips and my clit tingles as his balls slap hard against it. He's gonna make me cum again. I start to massage my breasts as I try to imagine what he looks like rooting me from behind. 

"Cum with me, baby!" he pants as he continues pounding into me. An explosion deep within my abdomen erupts, rolling through my stomach and spreading to every part of my body. I am screaming at the top of my lungs as the feeling powers through me... I can't help it! I feel my muscles clamped down tight on his cock and his grip on my hips gets worse, digging his nails into me harder. "OH FUCK YEAH!" he yells ramming himself into me for the last time. As he lets his seed seep into me, I feel his log pulsing with his racing heartbeat, pushing gently against my tight walls. 

He releases my hips and I drop onto the bed, breathing heavily. I feel him fall down next to me, panting and trying to catch his breath. His hand rests on my head, gently stroking my hair. I lay still and silent, thinking, getting lost in the thought of what I just experienced... In between my legs feels sticky and moist and a light layer of sweat has formed all over my body. I lay there thinking for what seemed like hours until I realized he was up and getting dressed. He said nothing but gathered my clothes and sat them on the bed. 

I roll over, sit up and move to the edge of the bed. I hear him walk towards me... he kneels. His large hands slowly and ever so gently clasp onto the side of my face. He pulls me in and his warm lips meet mine. He begins to kiss me passionately, his tongue exploring my mouth. It feels so good... I don't want it to stop but he releases my face from his hands and stands before me as if to stare. I hear him sigh as he turns to head for the door. 'I wonder what he's thinking...' I ask my self.

Light suddenly floods the dark room and I see him staring at me from the door way. He smiles at me as I fumble with my clothes. I smile back and he steps out the door, pulling it closed behind him. "See ya 'round," he calls out before closing it completely. I am left alone in the darkness. As I continue to dress I start to think... 'Who was he? What was his name? How did this happen...? Will I ever see him around again?'

I make my way through the darkness and open the door, squinting to let my eyes adjust to the light. I step out and pull it closed behind me, looking left then right, wondering where he went... where he is now... but just like him and every thing else that happened today... it's a mystery... 



Mystery Man



An invitation came in the mail with no name and no return address. The invitation was for a Halloween party on Halloween night at a farmhouse out in the boonies. I really don't like Halloween but there was a note at the bottom of the invitation. "Kelli, please come, I want to see you." It was signed, "Your friend and secret admirer." 

I was intrigued but I didn't know if I would go and really didn't know what I would go as. I could go as fat, stuffing my clothes, besides it wouldn't be much of a stretch. A stretch would be a gorgeous large sized model. Or I could dress up as a man, strap down my boobs and wear a black facemask so no one would know who I was. That seemed like the best and the most fun option of the three. 

I found dress pants and a nice dress shirt. When I strapped down my boobs, I did look like a guy and the mask would insure it. I would do to the party, and see who wanted me to be there so bad. Several people asked me what I was going as so I knew that they would be at the party, now I didn't know if I wanted to go. My curiosity was still getting the best of me. 

The night of the party, I got ready. I had on wrangler jeans, which weren't tight enough to show any defining features and my black boots. With my chest strapped down I just looked like I had defined pecks. I had been building muscle so my arms looked pretty good too. I found black gloves so my whole outfit was black. I also put on my man's cologne. I put on the mask and my cowboy hat. I decided to be a masked avenger. This could be fun. 

I went to the party. I presented my invitation and erased the private note. I walked in and found a corner that was dark. We were in a barn. I quickly started picking out people I knew. The outfits showed that most were not with their spouses and were trying to be something else. There was music and a dance floor. I walked up to a girl from the hospital and motioned to dance. She accepted. We were dancing and she whispered in my ear, "Are you a guy or gal? I can't tell." I just shrugged my shoulders. At the end of the dance, I took off my hat, nodded and then signed thank you. She had a very puzzled look cause my spikes were visible through my mask. I went back to the corner to plan my next confusing move. 

All of a sudden a woman caught my eye. She was in a schoolgirl outfit. She was going around kissing every guy in the room. This could be interesting. I went and asked my next target to dance; avoiding the schoolgirl who I was pretty sure was my admirer. Let's see if she can figure me out. 

The woman accepted then came the same question and my response gesture. I had the party a buzz. I danced with every woman in the room, except the schoolgirl. I was saving her for last. People were starting to get drunk and freer. I had women touching and feeling but could not figure me out. I even used the men's restroom just to throw people off. When I came out the schoolgirl grabbed me and said we haven't had the honor. 

She rubbed up against me to feel me up and I grabbed her ass. She dragged me out on the dance floor, and tried to grab my mask while we were dancing. She wanted to know and ruin my fun. I shook my head no as I took away her hands. We finished the dance and she kissed my mask. The room was split as to what I was. I had packed my jeans with a jelly dildo as to add one more element, when I got dressed. 

At one point they gave out prizes for best-dressed man and best-dressed woman. I wasn't surprised that I didn't win until the schoolgirl dragged me up front. They made me a male/female prize and best dressed for the party because no one could figure me out. I bowed my head and took off my hat to the crowd. I heard, "It's a guy" and then some were saying, "No, it's a girl." 

I went back to my corner. Several people came and asked me to dance, male and female, and still no one could tell. I still wasn't sure why I was invited to the party, cause I really didn't fit in with this crowd. I wasn't even sure who my admirer was because there were a few people in the balcony that I hadn't seen dancing on the main floor. 

I was about to go wandering when the schoolgirl pinned me in the corner and said, "I want a kiss. I won't touch you and I will close my eyes, I have to know." I turned her so my back was to the crowd and lifted my mask just to my nose and kissed her first like I thought a guy would and then like I do. 

I lowered my mask and she opened her eyes. She looked puzzled and said, 

"I just don't know." The party was starting to wind down and people were leaving. Girl after girl came to kiss me good night. They had started a ballot box to cast a vote of what I was. I even kissed a few guys and boy did they have a puzzled look.

I was then escorted upstairs with the goody too shoes of the party. They handed me different liquors and I drank them all through a slit in my mask. One person said, I see you have a fake dick in your pants but I think you did it just to throw us off. I bowed my head cockeyed as to say, I guess you will never know. 

I was smart and didn't bring my own vehicle. They even went as far as to check that sometime during the night. I was bored and went downstairs. I still wasn't sure why I was there seeing who threw the party but I had fun. The schoolgirl came up behind me and wrapped her arms around me. "Take me home or lose me forever."

I wanted to laugh but I couldn't. I pulled out a paper that had a note on it. "I may have 1 dick or 2 in my pants. I would do you with the fake one, so you would never know. Good night princess." She cast her vote and walked away. I walked out with a smile on my face. Tonight I was able to be whoever I wanted. 

A couple of days later, there was an article in the paper about the party. It gave the results of the voting, 45 boy, 5 girl. I just smiled. I went to see the schoolgirl at her house. The article was on the table. She said, "You sure missed one hell of a party. You were on of 5 that didn't show." She was trying to get me to react. 

I told her, "I went to bed early, because I don't like Halloween." 

She said, "It's funny because my invitation to you was in the pile." 

"I gave it to the mystery guest to go in my place. IT never gets invited to any parties so I let IT go in my place. IT had a great time. IT got to be ITself and someone else."

She looked at me funny and then dropped it. She didn't get the answer she wanted. As I was getting ready to leave, she came and sat on my lap, looking at me with a look that said, "I have to know." She leaned in to kiss me, so I kissed her different than at the party. She pulled back and said, "Well I am glad that I didn't do your friend." I left her house. I knew this wasn't over, but I would win this game. 

It was a few months later and the schoolgirl sent me a note, "Will you tell your friend that I can't stop thinking about IT. I have told my husband about IT, and he said that I could do IT. Will you ask IT to fulfill my fantasy? IT is driving me crazy. Even if I figure it out, I will never tell a soul, not even my husband. I want my fantasy fulfilled. IT is affecting my sex life. IT is driving me insane." I called her up the next day to set it up. IT would do it. She gave me the time and thanked me for setting it up with IT. 

The appointed night came and I got all dressed up just as I had for the party right down to the finest detail. IT showed up and she asked IT to sit down. She asked if she could call IT Goose for what she said at the party, I nodded yes. She came over and sat with me. She slid onto my lap and said, "Goose, take me to bed or lose me forever." 

I stood up, picked her up and carried her to her bed. I laid her down, shut the door and turned off the light. She put on a blindfold so I could take off my mask. I took control and was dominant, kissing her passionately in both styles. I then laid back and let her play with my dick and do what she wanted. She slurped like it was real, not trying to feel if there was another. 

I flipped her over and stripped her naked. I played with her boobs and then went for the honey pot. I took off my gloves so that I could do her justice. I ate her and played with her till she was on the verge of orgasm and then stopped like most men would do, shoving my dick in her pussy. I fucked her missionary, then I laid down and she mounted up, finally I flipped her over pounding her doggie style when we came together. She was panting as I flipped her back over. 

I dove face first and ate her out, playing with her clit like a pro. She came almost instantly, and for the next 20 minutes. I sent her on a roller coaster ride until she finally passed out on her largest, hardest, longest orgasm. I got dressed, took off her blindfold and sat on the bed until she came to. The bedside lamp was on. I was just looking at her looking so beautiful. 

She smiled and said, "Goose, I know who you are but I will always be your secret admirer. You fuck like a guy; you eat like a girl or a really exceptional man. Kaylee take off the mask and kiss me as you." I pulled up the mask just far enough to reveal my lips and I kissed her, as me. It was time to be myself. I slipped down my mask, gave her the thank you sign and walked away.

Moral of the story-

Never judge a book by its cover, it might be deceiving.