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On the Mat

By: lionshell



Nadia's sparring gloves slammed into my padded hands in the steady pattern of a one-two-three punch combination followed by a low kick and a high kick, over and over; her bare feet danced over the ring's mat, keeping her footwork light and elusive as she circled me and struck. All around us, people wrestled, practiced submission holds, sparred and lifted weights; posters of Georges St. Pierre, Megumi Fujii, Gina Carano and others hung from every wall.

"All right, closing time!" It was Mike, the gym owner and main jiu-jitsu trainer. "Everybody, you've got five minutes to shower and grab your stuff, then I'm locking up. I'm in a hurry tonight."

Nadia stopped pounding the mitts into my bare chest and looked over at him, panting a little. "Hey, uh, Mike? Is it cool if Reid and I stay late? I'm feeling good about my ground game, but my striking needs more work."

I was kind of surprised that she'd volunteered me to stay with her, since she hadn't asked—and pretty pleased, because I was more than happy to. She made training interactive instead of treating her partners like workout equipment, and she managed to keep good conversation going without slacking off in her drills and exercises. That, and watching her move was a pleasure in itself. It was a good thing Mike didn't let different-sex pairs practice grappling together, or I would have had more than a few erections to explain. As it was, I'd been wondering for a while if we might --

Mike rolled his eyes and sighed. "No, it's not cool. I have to clean this place up and get home. There's a regional fight card coming up, and I'm trying to get a couple of my guys on it."

"We'll do the cleanup," I offered. Nadia had handed me the perfect opportunity to ask her to dinner that night, and damn if I was going to let it get away.

Nadia looked back to me and smiled, the gentle angles of her mouth and cheekbones lighting up, then looked at Mike again. "Yeah. We'll spray down the mats, put the gloves away, everything."

Mike didn't say anything, but I knew that the idea of getting on the phone with the booking agent forty-five minutes early would be more than he could pass up. It was still another thirty seconds before he finally walked over to the side of the ring and motioned for us to come close. "All right, all right," he said, keeping his voice low. "You two have been coming here long enough that I trust you. Just don't go to the front desk, where people outside could see you; take the back door from my office and be sure you lock up when you're done. I'll put the spare key in the top drawer of my desk. Just drop it through the mail slot when you go. "

"Thanks, Mike. Have a good night." We waited until Mike turned away to tell the other trainers before we went back to working Nadia's strikes.

Ten minutes later, we were the only ones left in the gym. Our striking practice gradually slowed down, giving me a little extra time to admire her graceful movements and perfectly sculpted shoulders and legs. She smiled, then gave one last combo so fast and hard that it stung my hands through the pads. I couldn't help but be impressed.

"Nice finish," I told her. Her black sports bra and shorts were clinging to her body as she panted from her final burst of energy, and it took everything I had not to openly stare at her. "I don't know why you think you need extra work on this. You look great, as usual."

"Thanks. I hope I impressed you." Nadia took a deep breath as her lungs calmed, then quirked an eyebrow at me. "Wait. You mean 'looked,' right?"

I smiled and shrugged, slipping the mitts off. "Both. Even if you didn't fight, they'd beg you to be a ring girl."

She might have blushed a little through her normal workout flush, but she smiled, too. "Thanks, but I'd rather be fighting. Besides, these aren't big enough," she chuckled, grabbing her chest.

"I wouldn't know," I said half-truthfully, maybe reddening a little, myself. "I try not to ogle."

She laughed out loud. "I appreciate that you're such a gentleman. And thanks for staying after with me."

"It's a pleasure. Not that you asked." I smiled at her, so she'd know I really didn't have a problem with it it.

She chuckled and rolled her shoulders apologetically. "Yeah, well. Sorry. You're my favorite training partner and I know I'm safe with you, and it doesn't hurt that you're the best striker here. And I ... wanted to show you something, too."

"Oh, thanks, same to you; I wish my jiu-jitsu were as good as yours." I realized I was probably blushing again, and hurriedly asked, "What did you want to show me?"

Her breathing was returning to normal, although the color wasn't leaving her face. "I've been thinking about trying a new technique with you for a while now. You looked really good during your sparring today --" She grinned. "-- and I finally decided I should get your opinion on it tonight."

"Yeah, sure. Should I put the mitts back on?"

"No, keep 'em off," she said, stripping her gloves off. "This is more like clinch work."

I dropped the pads and kicked them aside. "I'm listening."

She stepped up to me, close enough that I could smell her skin and the keen, but not offensive, scent of her perspiration. "All right, I was thinking that if I got one underhook, like this --" She put her right arm around my side, a little lower than underhooks usually go.

"-- and the other hand behind your neck, like in the Thai clinch --" She very gently put her left hand over the rising hairs on the back of my neck, and my heartbeat quickened abruptly.

"-- then I should be able to do ... this." Her body was suddenly up against mine as she pulled my head down and kissed me.

Every nerve in my body went crazy. Her soft lips pressing firmly against mine, shifting and deepening, sent tingles down my spine and through my fingertips like no one ever had before. I felt the hard muscles in her back shifting under my hand, felt her nipples pressing into my bare chest, and—undeniably—felt myself getting hard. I also realized, to my profound relief, that I was kissing her back. And I didn't stop.

She finally stepped back, sucking my lower lip for an extra second and trailing her left hand down my chest. "Like I said," she smiled, "I've wanted to try that for a while. So what do you think?"

I took a deep breath of my own, trying to clear my head; seeing her nipples through her damp top didn't help. "Very impressive," I managed, letting a smile cover my face; I've always loved assertive women.

"Good." She said it as two syllables. "Because I liked it myself. A lot."

"You mind if I try it?" I asked, still smiling. "You know, just to make sure I understand what it is you were doing."

She grinned at me as I took her in my arms and kissed the side of her neck, the salty-sweet taste of her sweat on my lips. I softly teased upward, just brushing my tongue against her ear lobe, drawing a little gasp and moan from her before I kissed her mouth. She moaned again as she leaned into me, her lips as strong and sure as the rest of her body. With her right hand wrapping itself in my hair, she slid her left down my back and suddenly squeezed my ass. We both laughed a little through the kiss, and I returned the favor, her firm, hard ass barely yielding under my grip. I made a playful noise of surprised approval, and she laughed hard enough to break the kiss for just a second before she kissed me again and slipped her tongue into my mouth. I raised a hand and gently stroked her cheek, and she unexpectedly shivered and pulled back again.

She grinned and exhaled, fingering the top of my shorts. "You'd better watch yourself, pal. You might get taken down."

"Is that a promise?" I asked, tracing the back hem of her B-cup sports bra with one finger.

Nadia raised her eyebrows suggestively. "Just you wait and see," she said silkily, and raised her arms. I slipped my fingers under the sides of her top and lifted it up over her head, freeing her firm, perfectly-shaped breasts. Her hard, brown nipples dug into my chest as she pulled me close once more.

I kissed down the opposite side of her neck from before, drawing another gasp and sigh from her. My mouth trailed down her shoulder, just brushing her skin with the tip of my tongue as I kissed her skin. She moaned and leaned back against the ropes of the ring, looking me in the eye and putting her hands behind her head to give me a full view of her perfect body. "Ogle all you want, handsome," she smiled. "It feels good to be appreciated."

I felt my eyes widen, and my cock harden. "God, you're beautiful," I breathed, drinking in the sight of her full, perky breasts and the strong, feminine muscle definition in her arms and torso. My eyes met hers again, and she gave me a smile that somehow made me even harder. Then I smiled back and took her in my arms again, kissing her mouth for a full minute before moving on to her collarbone, and continuing downward.

Nadia put a finger to my lips just before I got to her chest, then took a few steps and smoothly lay back on the mat; she slid one of the workout mitts under her head and the other beneath her lower back, then grinned directly at me. I quickly went to my knees in front of her and posted my arms to the sides of her head, kissing her mouth and neck, then eased back and slid my hands to her breasts. 

Nadia wrapped her legs around my waist as I slowly started massaging her chest, squeezing gently and kneading her soft, firm flesh. She shivered a little and let out another sigh, then suddenly gasped when I pinched both her nipples at the same time; running her hands down my amrs, she opened her eyes and smiled. "Damn, you're good at this," she murmured.

"About to get better," I answered, and started kissing her neck, then downward again. She moaned and held the back of my head as I tasted her salty skin, turning my mouth to her breasts, kissing slow circles around her areolas, and then finally licking her hardened nipples. Her breathing quickened as I put my mouth over her right nipple and sucked on it, gently at first, and then harder, and she let out a little cry as I gently bit into it.

"Oh God, don't stop," she whispered, "please, please don't stop." I turned my mouth to her other breast, massaging the right while I sucked on her left, until she was writhing beneath me. Then I smiled against her skin and kissed downward, past her ribs, over her navel, and looked up to her eyes for permission. She opened her eyes, saw me looking, and slowed her breathing enough to smile again.

She slowly ran her hands over her hips and stroked crotch through the fabric. "Mmmm, is this what you want?" she teased, grinning like a cat. "You know, I think I want that, too." Then she hooked her thumbs under her shorts and panties, lifted her legs from my sides and peeled her last clothing off. I stared down in awe at her perfect ass—until she put her legs back down and spread them. And then I kept staring.

She grinned at me. "You like what you see?"

Her swollen labia parted beautifully beneath her glistening brown pubic hair, showing off the luscious pink skin inside. Her hood was already pulling itself back, begging me for attention that I couldn't have been more willing to give. "My God," I breathed. "You're beautiful. Every inch of you is perfect."

"Mmm, you say such pretty things," she purred, stroking her lips and combing her fingers through her hair. "Does that pretty mouth of yours ... ooh. Oh, yes, it does. Oh dear God, yes ..."

I glanced up from her pussy, looked past her gorgeous breasts and into her eyes, and smiled. She smiled back, slowly and seductively, and I put my mouth back where it belonged.

I slipped just the tip of my tongue between her outer labia, running it upward from the bottom of her cunt to her clit, over and over, her lips getting even wetter every time; she gave a halting moan and put her hands on my head, gently holding me down against her and curling her fingers into my hair. Moaning with pride and pleasure, I kissed her spreading lips, inhaling her luscious scent, and traced every fold of her inner and outer labia with my lips and tongue.

Panting softly, she moved one hand to her breasts, fondling herself—and then I slowly eased my tongue inside her. She gasped and shuddered, and steadied her bare feet against my sides, opening her vulva to me even more. I slowly twisted my tongue inside her, then pulled almost completely out of her and slid back in, a little faster this time. Nadia caught her breath again, lifting her hips into my face. I slipped my hands under her firm ass and tongue-fucked her harder, faster.

I kept kissing her spread-open labia as best I could while my tongue thrust in and out of her; she gasped and writhed under my mouth, her breath coming quicker and harder with my tongue. Glancing up without taking my mouth from her, I could see her perfect breasts moving up and down, nipples standing straight out from her body. I smiled to myself through her intoxicating taste and smell, and looked into her eyes as I pleasured her. I licked my lips, and hers, and finally slid my tongue upward to her long-neglected clitoris.

"Oh, my God," Nadia gasped as my tongue first traced around her swollen clit. "Oh, God, Reid, please keep doing th- Ah!"

As I squeezed her toned ass and teased around her swollen clit, she started shaking through her labored breath—and when I finally curled my tongue up against her bud, she suddenly clamped her legs around my body and let out a short cry, then a long one, trembling uncontrollably as I licked her over and over.

I started to ease up on her pussy, but her hands wrapped around my head and pushed me back into her. "Keep goi- Ah! Oh, God, kee- Aaaaah! Oh God, please!"

I smiled into her again, and hummed against her sweet flesh, sliding one hand from her ass to her stomach; her iron-hard abdomen started tightening under my hand over and over as her second climax immediately approached. Nadia thrashed, shaking to match the vibration in my lips and tongue. "Augh! Oh fuck," she grunted through her body-shaking spasms, "God, you're -- Ah! Oh fuck, oh f --" She broke off into a full-throated cry of orgasm as her entire body convulsed, crushing my body between her legs and my face against her goddess' cunt.

I never stopped licking her seizing pussy, trying to breathe when I remembered to, loving every instant of it, until I felt her tugging my hair instead of pressing me into her. I slowly raised my head a little, licking my lips and listening to her frenzied breathing gradually calming down again. Nadia slowly cracked her eyes open, her glistening chest still heaving, and gave one more little tremble.

"Oh my God," she groaned, managing a weak smile. "If I'd known you were that good, I wouldn't have hesitated so long to ask you."

I laughed. "If I'd known you thinking about it, too, I would have asked first."

Nadia stroked my face with one hand, her smile deepening. "But you're here now. That's the important thing."

"Yep. Right here." And I kissed her pouting cunt again.

She spasmed into a half-sit-up with a surprised yelp. "Jesus!" she gasped, shaking a little. "Are you trying to kill me?"

"Wouldn't dream of it," I grinned, and licked her.

"Gah! Enough! Enough!" she laughed, tapping my shoulder emphatically. "You're amazing, but a girl can only take so much!"

"Mmm, my loss. Is this okay?" I gently kissed her navel, then her still-trembling abs, to her breasts, her nipples, her neck, and finally her mouth. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and slipped her mouth into mine, trailing her fingernails down my back until she caught the top of my shorts.

She raised an eyebrow, then licked her lips and smiled. "You want to go another round?"

I considered for about half a second. "I think I need a shower. Care to join me?"

She bit her lip, then slid one firm, strong hand to my crotch and started stroking.

"I'll take that as a 'yes,'" I managed as she rubbed my aching erection through my shorts.

"Yes, please," she purred.

I reluctantly disentangled myself from her legs and helped her to her feet, then climbed out of the ring toward the men's locker room; when Nadia followed me, I deliberately lagged a few feet behind so I could watch the curves of her ass as she walked. She looked over her shoulder at me, saw me checking her out, and laughed.

When we got to the locker room, Nadia smiled over her shoulder again and turned on the nearest showerhead, then turned around in her full glory as the water began to steam. "What are you waiting for?" she asked, water cascading over her shoulders and streaming down her perfect breasts. She pushed her breasts out and half-turned her ass toward me. "Or are you just going to watch?"

As tempting as that was, my erection was about to rip the front out of my jock strap; I quickly stripped and joined her under the shower, kissing her delicious mouth again. She kissed back, putting her beautifully strong arms around my body and grinding her pussy against my almost painfully erect penis. I groaned softly, and she shuddered and caught her breath again, then broke the kiss. I felt disappointed, until I realized that—"Oh my God ..."—she was going to her knees. 

She turned so my back was to the showerhead, and glanced up, running her fingertips up and down the length of my shaft. "Only if this is all right with you," she grinned, sliding one hand down to massage my balls.

"God, please do," I almost begged.

"Glad to hear it." She smiled again, then looked back at my cock. "Wow. We're going to have to take it slow tomorrow."

I opened my eyes. "Wait, what?"

"Oh, nothing." She opened her mouth and eased the head of my penis into it, then slid it out again, stroking it. "Just let me know when you're just about to come, all right?" Then she slowly licked my tightening balls, then ran her warm, wet tongue up my entire length and took it into her mouth again.

It was all I could do to keep my balance as I stood under the shower with Nadia gently sliding her soft, firm lips up and down over my dick, her tongue massaging me inside her mouth. Her right hand held the base of my shaft, running her thumb along the bottom, and her left switched off between steadying herself on my hip and stroking my testicles; she was every bit as good with her mouth and her hands as she was with her fists, and I could already feel myself being drawn toward orgasm. I held her hair out of the way and tried to relax—but she didn't exactly make it easy.

She gradually increased her pace, taking her hand off my cock so she could take more of it into her hot, wet mouth with each thrust of her head. Putting both hands on my hips, she sucked in time with my pulse, and my breathing grew harder and faster by the second. With the steaming water pouring down my back, I felt every muscle in my body tightening—and Nadia slowed down, easing up on the sucking. My orgasm receded as she softened her attentions, and she slipped my dick out of her mouth, smiling up at me. "Don't worry," she grinned, "I'm not done."

Stroking my balls again, she licked my penis and slid it back into her mouth, and slowly started sucking again. This time, I could feel my orgasm coming on faster than before as she massaged my dick with her mouth. As her mouth worked up and down my shaft, occasionally leaving just long enough to lick my balls again, my cock started twitching and my balls started tingling as my orgasm built closer and closer. She apparently felt it, because she smiled up at me without taking her lips off me, and even sucked faster until my hands were tightening on her shoulders and my dick tensed in its last warning. "Oh God, oh God, oh God ..." I groaned, and remembered just in time to tap her shoulder before I exploded harder than I ever had before.

Nadia fluidly slipped my cock out of her mouth and gently tugged on my balls right as I came, blasting my cum onto her breasts and shoulder. She grinned and massaged her hand up and down my shaft as I released another spurt, and another, and another, and another, until I was left gasping for air with my knees threatening to buckle and my still-hard dick in her hand. I managed not to lean on her too hard, but it was still a while before I could stand up straight without falling over.


On the Mat



"Holy ... living ... shit," I said with effort, leaning against the tiled shower wall and letting the water hit Nadia's chest as she stood up.

She laughed. "You liked that, did you?" she grinned, washing my semen off her skin. "Good. So did I."

I watched her hands moving over her perfect breasts and the water running off her nipples while my body regained control of itself. "You're amazing," I breathed.

"Hmmmm." She leaned in and kissed me. "Now when did I hear that before?"

"I think it had something to do with ... this." I reached down and touched her pussy, still wet with more than water. She made a little noise of surprise, then purred again. I stepped behind her, feeling her cunt with one hand and her breasts with the other, as the water stream hit her again.

She moaned and turned her head to kiss me as I fondled her beautiful body from behind, holding her close. Breaking the kiss, I slowly put my lips on the side of her neck, kissing and lightly sucking her skin, and slowly stepping back until the shower stream was directly on her cunt. Nadia moaned again, and I slid both hands to her crotch, gently kneading her labia amid the water while I gently kissed her shoulders, ears and neck—then I spread her lips apart, bringing her hooded clit to the stream of water.

Nadia gasped and shook, leaning back into me for support, and I held her steady as she writhed and trembled under my hands and the shower. Her breath came in short gasps, and her entire body shivered as I teased her while the water poured against her beautiful cunt. She suddenly put her hands over mine and pushed upward into her labia, exposing her clitoris directly under the stream. She took a long, deep gasp, then another, then gave a loud, halting cry, coming so hard that she doubled over and I had to catch her spasming body in my arms.

"Oh God ... oh God ..." she panted, throwing her arms around my body and clinging to me as if for dear life. "Holy Christ, I ... oh, God." She grabbed my head and planted her mouth over mine, shaking where she stood with my arms around her.

We eventually broke off to catch our breath, and inched back to the shower fixture and turned the temperature down. The slightly cool water helped bring us back to Earth as our blood pressure gradually returned to something resembling normal. It didn't stop us from kissing more.

At last, we turned off the shower and grabbed a couple towels. "Oh my God," Nadia said breathily as we slowly dried off, "I think my entire body's gone numb—but in a very, very good way." She touched my chest and smiled again. "Thank you very much, my friend." And we kissed again.

As spent as we were, it wasn't easy bringing ourselves to clean the place up (including Nadia's cum stain on the mat), but neither of us was about to disappoint Mike. We finally got the kicking pads put away, the weights restacked, the towels in the right laundry bins, and basically made the place as Spartan as Mike ever had. Once the back door was locked behind us, we tossed Mike's key through the mail slot and turned to go.

It was completely dark outside when we left, hand in hand; one streetlamp lit the parking lot as I walked Nadia to her car. "Thanks for asking me to stay after with you," I smiled.

"My pleasure. Thanks for doing it." Nadia smiled, tiredly. "You're good for more than sex, you know. That's why I asked."

I smiled. "So are you. That's why I said yes." We looked around to make sure no one from the gym might see us, and then kissed one more time.

"I'll see you tomorrow," she grinned, and squeezed her own breast as she turned to her car.

I made a mental note to get a good night's sleep, and to get to the gym early.

*****

"Hey. Reid, Nadia." Mike walked over as Nadia's striking practice hit a lull. He lowered his voice so other people at the gym wouldn't hear: "The place looked great this morning. I wanted to thank you guys."

"Yeah, sure. Thanks for letting us stay late," I answered. I noticed Nadia trying to grin at me through the corner of my eye, and I had to focus on Mike to keep from giving us both away. "Actually, do you mind if we stay late tonight, too? The extra workout time was really useful." I don't know how I managed to keep a straight face.

Mike glanced around. "Actually, I was kind of hoping you'd ask. The promoters are being a pain, and if I could get on the phone early again tonight, you two are welcome to the place. Just clean up like before."

Nadia put one gloved hand on my shoulder. "You bet. Thanks, Mike."

"Yeah, yeah. This isn't going to become a regular thing, you understand." He gave us a look that told us he meant it.

"Right. Still, thanks."

He nodded and turned, calling out to someone on the grappling mats to keep the keylock close to the body.

"Hmmm, he said this won't be a regular thing," Nadia said, then grinned. "I guess we'll just have to go to my place after tonight."

"Or mine." I looked at her face, and her breasts, and ... eventually remembered that we were practicing her striking. The way Nadia kept smiling at me as I held the pads didn't make it any easier to concentrate, but I couldn't help smiling back.

Closing time eventually came around, and Mike kicked everyone else out as fast as he possibly could. Once they were gone—were we still working Nadia's kickboxing, just like we did at the end of every night—he reminded us about the key, and left. As soon as we heard the door close behind him, Nadia's arms were around me. "I've been waiting for this since last night," she grinned. "You can't imagine how horny I am."

"Oh, yes I can," I answered, then kissed her. Her warm, soft lips curved into a smile as she kissed me back, running her nails down my back and making my entire body tingle. "If Mike walks back in here in thirty seconds, we are in so much trouble," I laughed.

"He'll just be jealous," Nadia answered, shucking her gloves off. She put her mouth to mine again and wrapped her rock-hard arms around my neck, pulling herself flat against me; I could feel her already-stiff nipples digging into my skin through her top. I pulled my hands out of the pads and touched her perfectly muscled back, my fingertips tracing along her spine as our lips opened and our tongues touched. Nadia moaned into my mouth, and I could feel the goosebumps rising on her slick, moist skin. I also felt my cock rising, and with Nadia's body pressed up against me, there was no way that she wouldn't have felt it, too.

She did feel it. My growing erection pressed into her as our tongues grappled, and she made a laughing sound of interested surprise. Reaching down with one hand, she stroked my penis through my shorts, making me catch my breath with pleasure. I cupped both my hands around her perfect ass and pulled her against me again, kissing her harder as she continued stroking me.

I slowly moved my mouth from hers and kissed the side of her neck, sucking gently on her sweet, salty skin and caressing it with my tongue. Nadia shivered and hugged me tight as I kissed my way down to her shoulder, and then the other side of her neck. I caught her skin in my teeth and she whimpered a little with pleasure, grinding her crotch against me as I nibbled my way from her earlobe to her collarbone.

My downward progress stopped against the strap of her sports bra. I slowly traced my hands up her back again, until my fingertips reached the hem. "Is this all right?" I asked, working one fingertip just under the very edge of it.

She laughed. "You know what I like most about you?" she purred. "You can fight better than anyone else here, but you're still a perfect gentleman." She wrapped her beautiful arms around me and kissed me softly but deeply, then pulled back and looked me in the eye and grinned. "And now, sir, I want you to tear my clothes off and fuck me blind."

I didn't need any more encouragement than that. In one motion, I stripped her bra off her and over her head, letting her perfect breasts into the open, and then kissed her delicious mouth once more. Her nipples dug into my chest even more than before, and she immediately started grinding against me again. As her breathing grew heavier, she kissed my chest and then my stomach, then sat down and rolled onto her back. "Cunnilingus, please?" she asked sweetly.

I chuckled and knelt between her legs, feeling her wrap them around me as I leaned over her and kissed her mouth again, letting my tongue slowly trail around hers. Nadia moaned again, entwining her fingers in my hair as we kissed, slowly and gently at first, but growing faster and harder until she was pulling me down against her, writhing her body against mine. When she broke for air, I moved my lips to her neck, kissing and licking her throat as I gradually worked my way down.

"Oh, God, yes, please," she moaned, guiding me downward with her hands. Resisting her gentle push, I stopped at her chest, sucking on her soft, sweet flesh and tracing my tongue around the edges of her areolas. She put her hands on my head again, but I took them in mine and held them fast against the mat as I kept teasing her beautiful breasts. I couldn't help but smile, listening to her whimper as I swirled the tip of my tongue around her nipples, one at a time, gradually circling in on her engorged buds and slowly licking all along their length.

"Jesus Christ, Reid," she whispered, her voice shaky, "God, that feels good ..." She locked her ankles behind me and ground her crotch against mine while I took her left nipple into my mouth and sucked it gently, then harder and harder until she moaned out loud. When carefully I bit into her sensitive flesh, she gasped, and a tremor ran through her entire body. And then I moved to her right nipple.

I let her free her hands as I pleasured her other breast, and she scoured my back with her fingernails, sending ripples of pleasure through my spine. When I gently dug my teeth into her right nipple, she gasped out another halting cry, and pushed on my shoulders, hard. "God, Reid, please! Eat me!"

I laughed to myself and kissed downward from her firm, luscious breasts to her rock-hard abdomen. As much as I loved teasing her, we were both reaching the limits of our self-restraint—and she was pushing my head toward her crotch again—so I could only bring myself to kiss around her navel for about a minute before continuing downward.

"Is this what you want?" I smiled, stroking her welcoming pussy through her soaked shorts with my fingers.

"Ah ... aahh! Oh God, yes," she moaned, and reached down to push her shorts off herself. "Make love to me like you did last night."

I decided it was time to give her what she wanted most, and peeled her shorts off her perfect legs. The scent of her glorious pussy all but drove me insane, and I put my mouth to her without even teasing first.

"Yes! This is what I want!" she groaned, wrapping her legs around my body again and holding my head against her. "Make me come like before!"

I smiled and kissed her blooming lips, letting her fragrant, damp hair tickle my nose as I ran the very tip of my tongue between her labia. She whimpered, frantically thrusting her hips off the mat and into my face; I chuckled to myself and licked again, deeper this time, then deeper again. Nadia's begging whimpers turned to moans as I ran my tongue between her inner and outer labia on both sides, then slid it into her vagina. As she settled in and started breathing in time with my licking, I pulled my tongue out and traced it around the edges of her outer lips again and brushed just around her clitoris. Nadia gasped, as much in outrage as pleasure as I teased her again.

"God, no more teasing!" she begged, pushing on the back of my head. "I need - "

I plunged my tongue deep into her pussy and lashed it around inside her, humming and raising my hands to rub her clit through its hood. Nadia gasped out loud, her body stiffening with the sudden rush of pleasure as I thrust my tongue in and out of her while stroking her clitoral shaft with my fingers. I hummed like I had the night before, pushing my mouth into her and listening to her panicked breathing as her legs tightened around me. I felt her tremble beneath me and I smiled into her wet, pouting lips; whether she felt my smile or not, her body shook again, and she let out another strangled gasp.

"Gah! Fuck, Reid, you're beautiful!" Her hand wrapped around mine, intertwining our fingers as her climax mounted. I moved my tongue in circles inside her, swirled it around the edges of her vaginal opening, sucked her inner labia into my mouth and tugged on them with my lips while I kept stroking her clitoral shaft. Her sweet, musky scent and taste filled my senses as I savored every inch of her pussy; gasping and moaning, Nadia pressed herself into my face as forcefully as she could as she writhed beneath my mouth.

Then I slid my tongue up to her clit, slipping the middle finger of my free hand into her as I licked and sucked her jewel, and she cried out again. "Yes! Yes! Keep going, Reid, keep - Ah! Oh God!"

I kept licking and sucking on her clit while I stroked her from the inside, feeling for the rough, springy tissue of her G-spot a couple inches in. Almost before I knew I'd found it, she moaned harder and louder than before; laughing as I licked and kissed, I added a second finger. Moving my fingers back and forth inside her crowded pussy, I licked and listened as Nadia's moans grew louder and more frantic, right along with her thrashing movements—then she took a deep gasp, and another, then seemed to hold her breath and stopped moving for a split second, until -

"Oh ... my ... God!" she screamed, her entire body bucking against me. "Oh my G - aaaaahh!" Thrashing and convulsing, she let go of my hand to put both of hers on my head, nearly smothering me as she ground her cunt against my face and shaking so hard that she rattled the mat beneath us, until with a final cry she let herself fall limp and gasping.

I raised my head, straining for breath myself and almost seeing stars. "Want me to keep going?" I grinned.

Nadia hooked my leg with one of hers and swept me onto my back, rolling on top of me with more energy than I would have thought possible. "You son of a bitch!" she laughed. "You amazing, gorgeous son of a bitch. Teasing me like that when I was already so horny, and then ... Christ, I thought I was gonna come myself to death!" She planted her mouth over mine and kissed me until I saw stars again.

At last she sat up, her hot, dripping cunt resting on my stomach and her beautiful breasts standing out proudly. "God, I can't wait to make you fuck me," she panted, and grinned. "I'll be right back." Shakily, she climbed to her feet and out of the ring, leaving me to watch her feline grace and perfectly curvy ass as she walked into the women's locker room. My cock strained against my shorts as I thought of what she must be going for.

She was back a minute later, carrying a condom and a squeeze bottle of lube. I laughed as she climbed back into the ring. "I've got more in my locker if we need them," I told her.

She grinned at me. "We just might," she answered, and pulled my shorts off, letting my cock spring free. "Oh, very nice," she breathed, staring at my erection. "Good thing I brought the lube," she added, putting a hand around my aching shaft and stroking it ever-so-lightly. I could only grunt my approval; telling her not to tease like that would have been just asking for more, and I didn't think I could handle that.

A smile crossed Nadia's lips as she picked up the bottle and flipped the cap open. "I get to do this part. The way you were messing with me before, I'd say it's time that I called the shots here." 

I couldn't argue as she filled her hand with lube and spread it all over my appreciative dick. "God, that feels good," I told her, growing even harder. "Where do you get the energy?"

She smiled up at me, slowly tracing her fingertips up and down my well-lubed penis. "I've only masturbated once since last night, instead of my usual two or three times. Do you have any idea how difficult that was, after all the memories you gave me?"

"Hell yes, I do," I replied as she poured more lube into her hand and spread it over and inside her already-soaked pussy. "I've been holding back for you, too."

"Oh yeah?" She tore the condom wrapper open with her teeth and kissed the very tip of my glans, then started massaging the ribbed condom down my length. "I'm very glad to see that we'll both be in shape for this," she grinned. She lubed the outside of the condom, then turned and knelt on the sparring pads for comfort and height; spreading her legs and cunt wide open, she looked at me over her shoulder and whispered, "Come on inside, lover."

As she sank to all fours, my dick went painfully hard at the sight of her perfect ass and her blooming vulva, dripping with lube and her own desire. I went down to my knees behind her and slowly angled my cockhead between her wide-open labia, dark and swollen and inviting, but tight. I could feel her burning warmth and the strength of her entire body around the head of my penis as it rested against her threshold.

"You ready?" I murmured.

"Give it to me, Reid," she whispered back. "Just go slow."

I put my hands on her hips and gently pushed. As she pushed back, the head of my cock slowly slid into her; Nadia gasped, then pushed into me again. She took me in one centimeter at a time, gradually relaxing around my well-lubed erection and allowing me in deeper. I could feel her pulse from inside her, steady and powerful around my engorged shaft. "God, you feel good," I told her. "Are you doing all right?"

"Hell yes," she panted. "Keep coming. Keep it slow."

A grunt of pleasure escaped me as I pushed deeper into her, and Nadia gave a halting sigh as her glorious cunt gradually swallowed my entire shaft. I felt her firm, round ass against my stomach, and she took a deep breath as we pressed together. "Oh God, it's in," she said huskily. "It's all in. Oh my God, it feels good." She took another deep breath. "All right, go gently."

I briefly rubbed her back with one hand, then started pulling back from her. She tightened around my cock as I started moving it again, and I slowed down; Nadia took another deep breath and let her vagina relax, and I continued pulling out. Just before the head of my dick slipped out, I leaned forward again and slowly slid back into her, feeling her inner walls massaging me from all around with every tender inch.

"Ah—oh God," she sighed, pushing back into my gentle thrust again. "Just like that. You're beautiful, Reid. Keep fucking me. Oh God, fuck me ..."

The pleasure of moving within her rippled though my entire body, making my cock throb as I slowly stroked into and out of her. Her pussy gradually relaxed more and allowed us to move together a little faster, though still smooth and measured. Part of me begged to go crazy and fuck her as hard as I could; most of me, though, recognized nirvana in the slow, steady pleasure of moving inside her beautiful body, and in her sighing—almost sobbing—with pleasure.

"Aaahh. Aah! God, Reid," she said breathily, pushing into me again. "I -- aahh. You're -- aahh! --incredible!"

"Good," I told her, leaning my chest into her back and holding myself up with one hand. "I'd feel guilty if you were the only one." I kissed her neck and shoulder, fondling her breasts with my free hand as we continued pumping into each other. The slowness of our thrusting kept my orgasm at bay, even though it was hard to imagine how it might have felt any better than our bodies together and my lips on her skin.

I felt Nadia pushing off the mat and I leaned my weight up from her; using the ropes around the ring for support, she slowly rose to a kneeling position in front of me. Kneading her perfect breasts with both hands, I kissed her ears and sucked her neck, and kept meeting every downward thrust of her hips with a thrust of my own. She put one hand behind my head, holding me close to her as we fucked, rubbing her swollen clitoris with the other. "Oh God," she whispered, shuddering. "Oh God, yes ..."




On the Mat



As we moved with each other, I slowly put a hand behind us and leaned back until I lay on the mat with her resting flat on top of me. I put my feet flat on the floor to maintain the depth of penetration, and reached around her and put my hand on her shoulder to help her match my continuing thrusts. My other hand reached down to her pussy and felt her engorged clit while she grabbed her breasts, pinching and pulling on her own nipples. "You're amazing, Nadia," I whispered in her ear, pumping into her tight cunt without missing a beat. "You're beautiful. You're a goddess."

"Aahh! Reid, you're - Oh God!" Nadia frantically turned her head and kissed me as we made love on the mat, her body starting to tremble. We were long past teasing—I rubbed her clit directly, stroking her clitoral shaft and swirling my fingertip on her exposed bud. Nadia's mouth opened wordlessly, jaw trembling, as if breathing took all her effort; her entire body suddenly seized, beads of perspiration standing out on her forehead as her pounding pussy contracted around my cock. Then a short cry tore from her throat, her feet slamming into the mat next to mine as her back arched, still wildly thrusting her hips against mine. She cried out again as her body stiffened, her back muscles tensing so hard I could feel each one, shaking and thrashing and fucking on top of me until at last she let her breath out in one final cry; she limply fell back onto me, drenched with sweat and gasping for dear life as I put my arms around her.

Nadia took a few deep breaths, then forced herself off of me and turned around; with a gleam in her eye, she spread her hot, wet lips with her fingers and sank back onto my rigid erection. Sweat dripping from her face, she grabbed my shoulders with both hands and lifted herself up, almost off my cock again, and back down. We got into rhythm again and the tempo of our fucking increased, still measured and deliberate, her beautiful face caught somewhere between determination and ecstasy. I guided her hips with my hands, rising to meet every one of her quickening thrusts as we pounded into each other. Her inner walls stroked my entire dick, over and over, the pressure inside me mounting; Nadia gasped on top of me, riding relentlessly with no sign of slowing down. We both opened our eyes just long enough for her to grin at me, fierce and proud and euphoric. I put one hand on the side of her face as we pumped into each other and felt her smile, turning to kiss my fingers, and we fucked even harder.

My entire body began tensing, sweat pouring down my face, my dick and balls straining to contain my pleasure until I couldn't hold back any longer. Her wild angel's face grinning at me, her perfect breasts bouncing with each thrust, her fingers digging into my skin, all became too much for me. I felt every muscle in my penis, in my stomach, in my throat, convulse as her tightening cunt commanded the strongest orgasm out of me that I had ever felt. A roaring growl tore from my throat as we spasmed together, clutching each other and shaking uncontrollably as we both came. Nadia cried out again, holding herself up with her hands as she pounded into me again and again until I thrust into her one last time, holding her down against me and going as deep into her as we could manage as I ejaculated stream after stream inside her.

At last we both slumped on the mat, gasping desperately, unable to move our slick, exhausted bodies. I eventually managed to slide my arms over her back, hugging her as tightly as I could while we recovered. "Oh my God ..." Nadia groaned, slowly lifting her head and smiling at me. "Reid, that was ... Oh, God, it was great."

I smiled back and kissed her. "You're incredible." I gently rolled us onto our sides and eased my still-firm cock out of her, and slid the condom off as smoothly as I could with my half-responsive fingers. Once it was tied off, I looked over to her and said, "Shower?"

She nodded weakly, but smiled. "Shower."

As the steaming water poured over our aching bodies, we kissed and held each other close again. Nadia ran her fingernails down my back, tingling my skin the way her lips did my brain. "You know," Nadia told me dreamily, leaning into my chest, "no one had ever made me come with just intercourse until that last one, while you were coming. You're really something else, you know that?"

I kissed her again, massaging her back and neck with my hands. "You're pretty special, yourself," I chuckled.

She sighed in contentment, resting her head against me, and slid one hand down my chest. "I guess I am, aren't I?" she asked, and stroked my cock. It immediately responded, hardening in her hand as she ran her fingertips up and down its suddenly-increasing length.

I laughed, half disbelieving it. "You'd have to be, to get me hard again after what you've already done to me."

She gave me a sultry grin. "I'm just starting, pal," she said, and sank to her knees.

"Nadia -- Oh God."

She giggled under the streaming water and grinned up at me. "I'm still interested if you are," she said, "and correct me if I'm wrong, but you look very interested." She grinned again. "Besides, after how good you've been to me, there's no way I'm going to let you get off just twice in two days."

I couldn't argue with that logic, especially when she already had her tongue slowly running up the full length of my erection. "Dear God, you're amazing," I groaned, and she laughed around my cock as she took it into her mouth.

"You taste so good," she purred, sliding it out of her mouth and massaging my balls with one hand. I didn't have time to respond before she slipped it back in, sucking slowly and steadily and flicking her tongue around the base of my glans every time it neared her lips.

"Christ, that's good," I whispered, holding the shower handle to keep from falling over. She chuckled and hummed, sending vibrations throughout my shaft. Still turned on but physically spent from our fucking, I felt my orgasm coming on within minutes. "Jesus, Nadia, you're going to make me ... Oh God ... I'm gonna --" 

"Not yet, you're not," she smiled, easing my begging cock out of her mouth and letting my orgasm recede.

"G- What? You sadist," I laughed, half because it was kind of funny and half because she was driving me insane. 

"I'll teach you to tease me," she said playfully, tracing her fingertips over my testicles and up my dick. "Did you think I'd forget what you did earlier?" It wasn't enough to make me come, but it was more than enough to make me want to.

"Oh, Jesus," I gasped, feeling my erection throb and twitch in her hands. "I will never tease you again if - "

Her eyes widened. "Oh shit, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" And my cock was instantly back in her eagerly sucking mouth. I looked down and caught her eye for one second, and we both burst out laughing. Her hands lever left my aching penis, though.

"All joking aside, though ..." Nadia slid her tongue over my balls, then along the underside of my cock as she took it back into her mouth. Sucking gently, then gradually harder, she wrapped one hand firmly around my testicles, bracing herself on my hip with the other. As my orgasm grew again, she started sucking faster and faster; my breath strained in my throat as I felt it building it up again, the water streaming down my back. "Oh God, Nadia," I grunted, "you're doing it, you're gonna make me come again ..."

I felt her smile around my dick without breaking rhythm, and she suddenly reached around my hip and pressed one fingertip into my anus. At the same time, she tugged on my balls ever so slightly, and -- "Holy shit!" -- my knees almost gave out as I came with my entire violently-trembling body. 

I tapped her shoulder an instant before I ejaculated, but she was already sliding my cock out of her mouth and pumping her fist over it, milking me for every last spurt of cum I could give her as she grinned up at me. My semen splattered over her chest and stomach, one blast after another, clinging to her wet nipples and the perfect curves of her breasts before being swept away by the steaming water. Still shaking with release, I allowed my knees to give way beneath me and sank down next to Nadia, putting my arms around her and kissing her with all the energy left in my body.

As we knelt there, holding each other close beneath the shower, Nadia eventually groaned and pulled back just a little. "What is it?" I asked, suddenly wary.

"... we still have to clean the place up." She managed to chuckle.

"Oh, crap," I agreed, then smiled. "Let's see if we can go again when we're finished."

Nadia laughed out loud, as rich and full and beautiful as the first time I'd heard it. "We'll see, lover. We'll see."

When we'd finally wiped down all the mats and pads, cleaned the stains out of the ring for the second night in a row, and dropped Mike's key through the mail slot, Nadia and I slowly made our way out to the parking lot. After sharing another kiss, I took her hand and asked, "Would you like to spend the night at my place?"

Nadia laughed wearily. "God knows I'd love to, Reid, but a woman needs some sleep!"

I smiled. "So do I. But I'd like to be with you when I get it."

She stared at me for a second, then slowly leaned in and kissed me again, long and gentle and sweet. When she finally leaned back again, her smile had never been more beautiful. "I'd like that, too."



On the Menu



It was a new kind of bar. No women, no teenagers, and no single men were allowed in. She catered strictly to straight, married men who were looking for a little something different. It was also a restaurant where folks entered hungry and left satisfied. That was her goal when she bought the warehouse and began preparing for the grand opening of Cheaters. The small entrance was discreet and private, and nothing of the interior of the establishment could be seen from the reception area. Either she or her personal assistant greeted each patron, and escorted him to his desired area. 

Jade and her assistant wore sleek formal gowns, designed to flatter and entice without showing too much. The wait staff in the restaurant wore hot little French maid costumes that revealed almost everything but packaged it nicely. In the bar, the attendants wore leather skirts and vests and little else. It was perfectly acceptable for the gentlemen to come in only for a meal or a drink and enjoy the view.

Most visits started at the bar. While waiting for your table you could have a drink, or choose the "pre-flight" option. Pre-flighting was a little more expensive, but those who ordered this were treated to more than just a cocktail. They were also awarded a cock tease. Drinks were served with some rubbing and some ear nibbles, or for an additional charge could be stimulated orally until fully erect.

There were other menu options, however. Once seated, each diner was offered a choice of menus; standard fare, exceptional fare, or the premium menu. There were no VIP sections; all orders were fulfilled in the open common rooms. A guest could enjoy a steak and watch a fellow diner partake from a different menu, or order something extra special. Her servers were specially trained to provide complete and extraordinary service. Those who dined from the exceptional fare menu were provided a luscious dinner partner for conversation who would be clad in very revealing garb and attend to every need, whether it be dabbing a napkin at the corner of her charges mouth or inviting him to lick rich sauces from her cleavage. Ordering from the standard or exceptional menu did not involve actual cheating on a wife—not technically. Diners at this level were welcome to touch, to look, and to please themselves, but there were limits. A man could return home relatively guilt free.

This was not the case for the premium diners. According to their tastes, the gentlemen could have whatever he desired. Partners were chosen according to preferred hair and skin color, body type, and clothing options. Jade strove to offer anything that was requested, and that was always a bit of a challenge. It was common to see open copulation at many tables throughout the night. It was just as common to see servers swallowing their customers load once the check was paid.

At the start of her third month in operation, a premium diner, a regular who had always ordered from the standard menu, requested an extraordinary experience. He pre-flighted in the bar and arrived at his table with a massive hard-on. He was fed by a blond attendant, dressed in a tiny bikini, who delicately placed each bite into his mouth. As he ate, two red-heads were touching and stroking and sucking his naked body. They nibbled his nipples and stroked his shaft and he grew bigger and harder with each touch. 

Jade was asked to videotape the encounter and to personally provide the finishing touches while her assistant ran the camera. Other diners watched in awe as the man was treated and teased. At the signal of the patron, Jade shed her silky gown and bent over the table. He poured champagne over her and licked off the brew with vigor. One of the auburn haired servers vigorously applied lubricant to his throbbing shaft and he rammed Jade from behind. His mass and his vigor were painful, and she cried out. This only made him hotter and he abused her ass with his hard cock over and over until he shuddered and flooded her with cum. 

Completely spent, he was cleaned by the attendants and given his video. Jade remarked with a chuckle that he would probably get a lot of mileage out of watching the tape in the future, and was told that the purpose of the taping was so he could show his wife. Jade expected that to be his last visit, and it was. After all, only married men were allowed at Cheaters.



On the Menu



She rubbed her thighs in a way she wished the man sitting across from her at the table would. His deep blue eyes penetrating into her own as she gave a knowing smile that in a matter of minutes they would be rolling around the empty restaurant in ecstasy fucking on every surface available marking each and every table, chair and booth as their own.

The door was locked but the blinds remained open. She liked it when other people could watch.

She unbuttoned her blouse first from the bottom then from the top leaving the last two crucial buttons for her lover of the evening to reveal her large naked breasts. She didn't believe in wearing bras. The chair gave a scrape as she stood up and the click of her heels echoed as she walked over to straddle her lover for the night.



His large hands wavered only for a second in front of her offering and she moaned as he began to massage her hardened barely concealed nipples. Within a minute her shirt had been ripped open the last two buttons popping off somewhere into the unknown. She smirked as his darkening eyes met hers she could feel from where she sat that he was already hard. That was easy. 



He grabbed her breasts pushing them together, massaging them and groaning his pleasure as he rubbed his hardness against her. She could feel her panties growing wet in response. 



His tongue ran over both of her nipples he currently had squeezed together side by side. Slipping each in his mouth his tongue trailing circles around each areola in a stiff competition of which could stand tallest. 



She undid his belt buckle and threw the first barrier to the ground anxious to scratch the itch that was building inside her. She needed something inside her. The need almost hurt with its ache. She stood up so her breasts smothered his face and his hands trailed down the curve of her ass as she undid his pants. 



"Take them off now," she commanded giving a brief tug while she slipped off her own red panties. 



He slid them down quickly and she was delighted to find the commando spring of a large cock standing upright to greet her. She wrapped her hand around the base running it from bottom to top. Its girth pleased her as well as the length. This nights fuck was going to feel delightful. 



Without a word she sat back down sliding it inside her and gave out a yell of pleasure. It stretched her enough to hit every spot. He groaned as she began to rock back and forth and he placed a hand up her skirt to firmly press into her clitoris rubbing it meticulously in circles as she began to hump him. 



The clapping sound of their fucking filled the restaurant along with their grunts and groans. She felt herself being lifted suddenly her frontside on the table as he began to fuck her doggy style. She cried out as she felt his dick curving into the right angle of her g-spot her wetness now dribbling down her leg. She looked up and out the window to see a group of college boys standing and staring in awe at the couples semi-public act. 



"Look...we ... have an...audience," she said between thrusts, with all eyes on her she felt dangerously close to cumming. 



She felt herself being lifted fully onto the table with him planting a foot on either chair he began to pound into her wildly, they were now completely on display. She squeezed her breasts together and winked at the group of young men, several of them discretely touching themselves but one full out having whipped his own cock out and was violently milking it, finishing on the glass. 

She watched as the cloudy mixture dribbled down the window and moaned an encouragement as loud as she could, she wanted to see as many of them finish as she could.



As if her partner sensed her desire she was flipped upside down and fully exposed as he held up her legs penetrating into her revealing his glossy cock to the boys outside.



Within minutes the other young men had their own in their hands, rubbing and jerking and beating off to them. The window was soon covered in spurts of white and she felt her own ache grow, internal pounding, as she watched each of them finish.



She slammed herself into her lover relishing the deepness and strength of each thrust. She felt her breath hitch as she crossed the line she recognized as the point of no return and within seconds her walls were squeezing around him, milking him for all he was worth. He let out a growl as he pumped as hard as he could and soon after followed in succession spurting his never ending warmth within her until it came cascading down her thighs mixed with her own juices. 



Panting they parted and she reached to the floor for her blouse, wrapped it around herself and exited the restaurant rolling her hips as she strolled by the group of younger men. It was just another night for her, but one that they would remember. 

Her itch had been scratched. For now.



On the Mezzanine



Lawrence glided rapidly through the doorway, closing it gently as he surfaced on the other side. The lights of the large room were dim, which accented the moonlight that entered through the wall-less opening in the far end.

The first thing that Lawrence looked for was the large, familiar silhouette, and sure enough on the mezzanine above the furnished floor sat his dragon.

Keltora was a young, magnificent, silver-scaled dragoness. She had the musculature of any other dragon, but with a carved, very slim figure that was very feminine. Her broad, glorious wings gave her an elegance that could rival Angels. She sat proudly upon the mezzanine above, staring up into the night sky, but with an agitated look on her face. As Lawrence materialized in her vision, she turned her head to see her Master.

Lawrence flew up the small flight of stairs, and turned towards his dragon, "Alright, Keltora. I got here as fast as I could."

She rasped a breath, Thank you, Lawrence. She spoke telepathically. I really appreciate it.

"How're you holding up?" he asked as he strode up next to her. Sitting up tall, Keltora was nine or so feet high, so she tilted her head down to look at her Master. Lawrence continued speaking, "Are you sore?"

Not really, Keltora answered. But I don't really recall being that sore the last time.

Lawrence huffed, "That's because you were passed out through a lot of the worse symptoms. You probably just don't remember."

Keltora, like all female dragons do after four and a half months or so, has entered a rather supra-fertile reproductive cycle. Essentially a dragoness would experience severe discomfort and heat in the loins for about six days. Keltora underwent her first cycle four and a half months prior, and the symptoms were abnormally severe. And so, Lawrence told his dragon to alert him of the first signs of the cycle as he wanted to make sure she could get through it.

Well, I'm alright for now, she claimed. Just feel a little sultry is all.

"Just a little sultry?" he asked, eyebrows raised. "How you can say that without flustering I'll never know."

Yes, well, she started. I try to be as frank as possible with you.

"Pfft," he sounded. "You do that on purpose just to enfeeble me."

Ah, her breathing was now all but silent. But you love it.

Lawrence laughed, and placed one of his hands on her arm. He was a little taken aback by the heat of her body, but the contact made Keltora flare her nostrils and huff an uneasy breath. A painful sting of discomfort snaked its way through the lower part of her form, seemingly dragging her into submission. Her legs jerked continually, as if irritated by some invisible pin-needle.

Despite her feeble attempts to hide it physically, Lawrence sensed all this mentally and spoke, "Keltora! You're fighting yourself! Are you in pain?"

No! she hollered telepathically. It's just... I'm incredibly uncomfortable and warm. What I really need is some air. But I don't have the energy to walk right now, let alone fly.

 "Well then, you need to lay back," Lawrence suggested. "Stop hiding it; you'll feel much better if you just relax and breathe."

Keltora winced, staring at him with slight revolt. I… I will not do that! I won't… expose myself to you while in this condition.

"Keltora, listen," the human started. "I'm your Master; you don't need to be awkward around me."

Yes I do! She exclaimed. You've never seen me like this! It's… it's just inappropriate.

Lawrence twisted his lips a little, and glared seriously into Keltora's silver eyes, "Well, that's not actually true. Last time, there were several moments where you were a lot more exposed than you realized."

What?!

"Oh, relax," he said gently. "I didn't tell you because it's honestly not a big issue. I swear, you can bare yourself to me. I only want you to start feeling better. If you need me to leave, I'll-"

No, don't leave… Keltora seemed to ease down at his words, It's just… to be honest, I thought it would be more discomfiting for you than for me…

"Please," Lawrence started. "I definitely recall you seeing me nude on a few occasions."

Nude, yes, the dragoness said. But certainly not... well…

Lawrence sighed, "Point taken, but you still need to listen to me." The dragoness said nothing in response. "Keltora?" He started thinking, hoping to come up with a way for her to throw away her unease.

"Okay, how about this," the human started. "Will you do as I say if I perhaps put us at equal exposure?"

What?

"I'll strip down," Lawrence said. "If it'll help you to not be embarrassed."

I… well, I won't lie to you, Keltora started. That would help. But you'd do that knowingly?

"Of course!" her Master exclaimed. "I'll do what I have to do to help you. Hell, I'll start right now!"

Almost giddily, Lawrence rushed to remove his shoes and socks, a performance which enticed Keltora to watch him unshakably. She made a menacing grin when the human's shirt hit the floor, but was somewhat disappointed when he ceased disrobing afterwards.

"Sorry Keltora," Lawrence said. "These pants stay on until you play up your end of this deal."

The dragoness sighed deeply, Alright, I'll do it.

Keltora, still tortured by the aches and burns in her lower half, was barely able to shuffle herself backwards. She began to start walking, but still backwards to hide her vulnerable self from her Master. She approached a large step in the mezzanine and crawled onto it, and she instantly felt a bit of a discomforting sting and she laid her side against the adjacent wall.

"Keltora, you can't really give yourself air if you lay awkwardly like that," Lawrence commented.

Keltora covered her body with her right wing, I'm staying here until you do as you promised.

"Alright, alright," he said. "I won't cheat the deal."

Subtly, Lawrence began unbuckling his belt. He looked down at his waist and began unfastening the series of dressy (but not necessarily stylish) buttons that made up the fly on these particular pants. Once complete, the clothes promptly hit the floor; he pulled out his ankles and kicked them towards his shirt. Now only in boxers, he turned back towards the dragoness, but was surprised.

Keltora, as it would seem, wasn't able to lie in her unpleasant position any longer, and so couldn't wait for her Master to keep his promise. The silver dragoness was slouched against the wall behind her, he head held somewhat high. Her wings were curled oddly on either side of her, and her claws were touching the floor. A touch of heat began radiating around the two of them, now that the dragoness had exposed her hot, swollen sex to not just the fresh air, but to her human Master. Her moist, pink vagina contrasted distinctively with the lustrous hide that covered her abdomen; it was roughly the size of a human hand, but in its current swollen state it was difficult to recognize any individual features besides the puckered, famished cavern opening.

But Lawrence didn't pay any attention to this; he only looked at his dragon's face, trying to catch eye contact. Unable to do so, he simply treaded up the step, and sat next to her. But, not before honoring his deal with her and dropping his boxers to the ground.

The step was abnormally cold, which made Lawrence promptly stand up straight again. He asked her, "Better?"

Yes, she answered. You were right. This is better…

 "Still embarrassed?"

No, not anymore, she said. And to be honest, you didn't have to get completely nude for me.

"Nonsense," Lawrence told her. "A deal's a deal; although, it is pretty frigid in here."

Keltora huffed (a dragon's attempt at a chuckle), Well this is a very open room.

 "I chose it so that the moonlight could get in," Lawrence said. "Plus the lake's right over there. But nonetheless… it's freezing."

Keltora looked at him, Well, if you need some heat, I've got plenty to go around.

Lawrence didn't say anything; he gave her somewhat of a chastising look, but then looked down and shivered a bit. Keltora swiftly looked away from him, embarrassed. She instantly regretted that highly inappropriate comment, and wished she could come up with something better to say.

Keltora peered back at Lawrence, wanting to see what his face was saying. He was just shivering, still cold… still naked. Keltora always knew that her Master was a handsome young man, but, it was very apparent while he was exposed and standing right next to her. She scanned his body- up and down- at least three times before she realized the weirdness of it. When he looked back at her, she went tense, almost expecting him to do to her what she had just done to him, but no such thing occurred. He just looked her in the eye and gave a weak smile.

Only moments earlier Keltora had hoped her Master would never have to see her privates exposed and vulnerable, but… now she wished that he would. She felt like she needed to do something to… get his dearest attentions. But, why?  

The dragoness couldn't piece together her thoughts. As she stared at her Master, she began to feel like she needed something. She was very confused. Her human Master was always there for her, so… maybe he would be willing to…

Keltora quickly shook her head, as if something irritating had just blown into her face. Lawrence noticed this, and inquired, "Keltora? What's the matter?"

No, no, it's… nothing, she insisted. I just… had a strange thought is all.

"Really?" he wondered. "Care to share?"

No! she exclaimed. No, I…

The dragoness looked at Lawrence again, who was now looking up into her eyes, grinning good-naturedly. She simply couldn't seem to help it; she suddenly longed to have her compassionate Master to herself. She wanted him to touch her… explore her. Delve deep into places even she never had before.

It's just… Despite her speech being telepathic, it was still very quiet. I think I'm going through a whole new experience right now.

"Oh, well," the human started, completely unaware of his dragoness' desires. "I suppose your cycle changes you some." Lawrence remained standing, quivering, but most importantly to himself. He could tell that his dragon was staring at him, but he didn't suspect her of any grimy thoughts. He did, however, notice very clearly Keltora brush her chest with one of her hands unusually suggestively.

Keltora had begun immersing herself in an erotic thought. She pictured Lawrence as he was at the moment, sitting on her chest. She closed her eyes, and imagined her lusty Master slide slowly down her body. As she did, she traced her claws gently along her hide, adding the feeling to the fantasy. Lawrence noticed this, but looked away, convincing himself that whatever it was she was doing could not possibly be in the context that he suspected. Right?

The human dragon Master could sense very pleasant thoughts from the dragoness, but tried not to take notice. Keltora made a sweet sigh as her imaginary Lawrence had made his way to her warm tenderness. As she pictured all this, her right hand continued to trace the path, until it too reached the swollen sex between her legs.

Lawrence had only then begun to truly notice what Keltora was doing; the dragoness made a deep, quivering breath as she pierced her own swollen, pink opening with her middle claw. She dug into herself excruciatingly delicately, which to her was overwhelmingly new, but exciting. She abandoned her fantasy and indulged in the act, having no real idea of what she actually wanted, but she felt it necessary to keep going.

At first, Lawrence found himself frozen, unable to truly comprehend what he was watching the dragoness do beside him. Keltora paused, sensing what was happening in his mind. She began to realize more and more gradually what she wanted and how she was to acquire it, and when she opened a single silver eye to inspect her Master, her gaze flew straight to his semi-erect human member.

Lawrence didn't even realize the extent to which he was turned on by what he had seen, but by the time he did the hungry dragoness had already taken note of it. Horrified, the flustered human leaped from the step and grabbed his clothes, using them to cover himself.

Keltora removed her middle claw (which made an odd, slick noise), and spoke, You're aroused!

"How could you possibly expect me not to be?!" he shouted, panicked. "After seeing you… do that!"

But you liked it! She moved forward slightly. You had to of-

"No!" Lawrence exclaimed. "Don't even… I can't believe you did that! What were you trying to prove?!"

Prove? No, I-

"You know, I thought I saw something weird going on with you just there," the human continued. "But I just shrugged it off, because I never thought you'd-"

Lawrence, the dragoness tried to get his attention. Listen, I only wanted-

 The human didn't stop ranting, "Words like… inappropriate and… just plain wrong come to mind. And this isn't even the first time that I've-"

Lawrence, you have to understand-

 "I really can't see how things won't be awkward between us! And then eventually everyone will know that-"

I NEED YOU!

Lawrence instantly stopped running his mouth and looked at her. Keltora was sitting up tall on the step; her face was cringed in anger, but her eyes were still full of a lusty craze. His heart jumped in his chest as he watched her swiftly jump off the step and go into a standing position before him.

"Keltora?" the human muttered.

The dragoness felt a wrench of hot irritation in her sex as soon as she went into the more uncomfortable stance, but she fought it so as to walk slowly towards Lawrence, who stepped backwards.

Oh, Lawrence, the dragoness said. Does it really seem like I care about what's the norm or what might be considered appalling?

"Keltora, please," Lawrence said, his voice a little shaky. "I can see where this is going. You're asking way too much from me."

I doubt it, Keltora responded. I'm not going to sit here, burning from the inside out while the answer is sitting next to me.

Keltora's mind was racing. Her words were sent to Lawrence before she even comprehended what they really meant. All she wanted was her Master all over her… was that really a lot to ask?

I need help here, Master, Keltora said. And you can- and will- help me.

"No, I'm not."

Oh, but you are.

In a swift motion, Lawrence was blindsided by Keltora. She leaped forward, and grasped the human's shoulders with her hands, throwing him backwards. He grunted with slight pain when he hit the ground; Keltora hovered above him, the heat of her swollen vagina now very noticeable in the immediate area.

Lawrence was completely immobilized by the dragoness. She licked her lips with her serpentine tongue, and the heat of her sex radiated fiercely within her, egging her on. Lawrence tried to struggle free, but his attempts were feeble at best.

But Lawrence insisted to continue, "Keltora! Dammit, Keltora, let me go!" He squirmed underneath her grasp, trying desperately to get free.

Oh, Lawrence, she whispered. When will you learn? Your thoughts are my thoughts. I know exactly what you're really feeling.

 Keltora slid Lawrence forward somewhat, and she herself shuffled backwards. Her flared cunt pulsated between her legs, slowly and subtly leaking fluids. Lawrence's erection had diminished some and lay oddly outward underneath her. She knew that she'd probably have to give him a little taste before getting what she craved; she promptly began to lower herself upon him.

"Keltora," he breathed. "What're you-?"

His voice simply ceased sounding when Keltora's hot, sticky opening made contact with his shaft. She sat on him lightly, the pressure just enough to prevent him from moving his hips away, but allowing him to squirm somewhat. His legs bent forward and his knees rose until his thighs came into contact with Keltora's scales. He closed his eyes when he felt the wet, yet still soft skin push on him and he could not help but clutch desperately at Keltora's claws that were pushing on his chest. 

Keltora was mesmerized watching her Master squirm in her lock. And the contact his member was making with her enflamed sex was incredibly stimulating. She felt it begin to drool oddly all over Lawrence's penis, waist and thighs. She couldn't help but barely rock back and forth gently with her waist, rubbing herself messily all over his throbbing dick; she knew for sure now that he was all she needed to gratify the overwhelming desires in her head and- most importantly- her loins. He gasped a little, and then forced open his eyes.

He made an almost pained-looking face, but his eyes pleaded for her to stop what she was doing. She smiled lewdly, something Lawrence had never seen her do before, and she decided that a little more exploration was in order.

Keltora lifted her hips off the thrashing human beneath her and shuffled backwards. Lawrence, not knowing what she was preparing for, tried to wriggle free again, but Keltora held him down firm.

"Keltora, stop!" he ordered. "Let me go!"

But she ignored him; she lowered her head, but never broke eye contact. His heart skipped a beat and seemed to jerk within his chest as he saw her unsheathe her serpent tongue.

"No, wait!"

Lawrence closed his eyes as he felt Keltora's lavished tongue travel slowly from the base of his shaft to the tip of his penis. She felt it harden in her tongue's grip, pulsating lightly. Lawrence breathed deep as she repeated, sending terrific spasms of pleasure through him. The feelings rippled through his mind to hers, enticing her to continue. She tasted the odd bitterness of her own juices that had drenched him, and lapped it up.

Through the third and fourth licks, Lawrence could not help but groan deeply and buck his hips up. Keltora was amazed at the pleasure she sensed him feeling. She used the forks of her tongue to toy around with him, making him groan a little more loudly. As soon as this happened, however, Keltora eliminated the weight she was forcing upon him, and he sat up, pushing her head away.

At first, she braced herself for a barrage of shouts, or perhaps a storm-out, but she felt his conflictions as well. Not knowing what he was going to do, she backed off and allowed the aroused human to stand up.

Lawrence stared at her, before starting, "Keltora, you-"

Please, she said suddenly. Don't… please try to understand-

 "No, Keltora, I do understand," he hushed her. "I'm not… angry at you exactly, it's just…" he paused. "What you need to understand is that… what you want is just… abnormal and taboo and just…"

Wrong? She finished his sentence. But why?

"I…" Lawrence wanted to answer, but didn't. He couldn't. He knew the situation had gone from tense, to awkward, to simply ruinous. But, he had his conflictions (and she knew it), and at this point leaving his poor dragoness as she was would have been cruel. "I just…"

Keltora blinked. Was he… considering it?

Lawrence began walking towards her, his erect human member pointed straight at her head. She backed off some, not really knowing was he was going to do, and found her rump hitting the step gently. As her Master continued approaching, she decided to lean back onto it, her wings outstretching and her legs lying on top of each other.




On the Mezzanine



"You know, Keltora," Lawrence said as he reached her legs. "You were quite hot, but… not uncomfortably so."

Keltora closed her eyes as he placed his left hand on her thigh, and snaked his right hand through her legs and to her sex. As soon as she felt his cool fingertips just barely brush the tender flesh, she shivered.

The dragoness moved and placed one leg on either side of the human. He kept his fingers near her crotch as she sat up some, moving her tail behind her and folding in her silver wings. In this position, Keltora's vagina received the same air and light it did before, and it was at the exact height level as Lawrence's cock. Lawrence knew what this meant, but decided to first show his beautiful dragoness some of his beloved attention.

Keltora sighed when her Master began sensually massaging the outer lips of her damp opening with his thumb; he went in circle motions, adding extra pressure with every deep breath Keltora made in order to excite her further. With a bit of fascination, Lawrence watched as the puckered chasm began seeping fluids in almost globular amounts.

He looked up at Keltora's face, watching her head roll slightly in enjoyment. He placed his thumb above the vaginal opening, and slowly inserted his index finger in. Besides the warmth and wetness, Lawrence was able to slightly feel the muscles inside the cavity as they twitched uneasily to his touch. His dragon was very sensitive, and he liked it. If her body reacted this way with just one human finger, than how much could she possibly take before she begs for release?

Lawrence… she said in his mind while moaning lightly out loud. Experienced?

Lawrence was no tease. Keltora quickly got the answer to her inquiry when he inserted his middle finger into the mix while still rubbing her insides with his first finger and massaging her outsides with his thumb. With the two fingers separated inside, Lawrence tried with as much effort as possible to resiliently stimulate both the top and bottom of her cavern simultaneously.

This feeling sent a pulse-wave of pleasure through Keltora which coaxed a shiver; as she shook, her scales glimmered immensely in the moonlight, and she groaned. This not only enticed Lawrence to continue vigorously, but he also came to realization that, since she is so responsive to his fingers alone, maybe full-fledged sex could actually prove to be a pleasurable experience for both of them.

This thought allured Lawrence even further. As Keltora began to breathe heavily in a pant, Lawrence became desperate for his own release. As Keltora began spurting more pent-up vaginal juices only Lawrence's hand, the human shuffled forward slightly until he could literally feel her heat all over his lower body.

Lawrence looked up into Keltora's eyes and slowly removed his fingers, which made Keltora look down at him and meet his gaze. With the lubricant-soaked hand, Lawrence massaged his penis and spread the stuff all over.

As if in a trance, Lawrence simply stared up at her eyes and prepared. She looked down at him, still panting, and pleaded.

Lawrence, please… I need you.

He smiled, "Anything you need, Keltora. I'm happy to."

Lawrence wasted no time; he poised himself rigidly before her, standing straight. He kept his feet separated from one another making his stance more heroic-looking. He pulled himself forward into position and both of them shuttered mildly in anticipation.

Keltora huffed readily (and with a mild hint of impatience) as she watched her Master with much intent. With his aching cock, Lawrence brushed her draconic vulva so gently it coaxed a deep, vulnerable whine from her. Smirking lewdly, he placed his tip at her moist opening as neatly as he could; she breathed silently and was caught somewhat off-guard when he thrusted swiftly.

Lawrence grunted with startling intensity as he slowly and tenderly penetrated the sweet, treasured depths of his beautiful dragon. They both made gentle groans as his member glided along her most private caverns, stimulating her sharply. Lawrence placed his hands as well as he could along Keltora's sides, helping himself stay straight and keep up his delightfully slow pace.

Lawrence gasped when he felt his hips make contact with Keltora's. The two remained locked for a moment, their bodies now united. The dragoness shook somewhat when a large twinge of pleasure struck her fiercely in her loins, and she could not help but feel herself start to douse the stiff, human member with precious juices. Keltora felt her body want to twitch and lurch, but she fought to keep herself controlled.

When Lawrence began pulling out, he too began feeling immersed in something extraordinarily pleasant. He arched his back forward as his hips moved back, but his legs remained firm in their position. Keltora made a faint sigh as her walls were rubbed by him once more; another stab of pleasure rolled its way through her. Lawrence was incredibly aroused and desperate for more but stayed at his tender pace.

Keltora took a deep breath as Lawrence continued; he used his stiff legs to direct his waist back and forth, still at a crawling pace despite his overflowing desire to hasten and truly begin to make love to her. Keltora enjoyed it all the same, however. She closed her eyes elegantly and slowly rocked her head to herself, her body responding well to the pleasure emanating from her loins. Despite her Master not being as equipped as, say, a male dragon (heaven forbid), she still found herself involuntarily clamping down on the human's cock, the bliss of the act building up within her nonetheless.

Lawrence's shaft began to glide easier through Keltora's pink, swollen opening. It twitched fiercely inside of her; the tightness of her sex was incredible, but it slopped and embraced him with every entry all the same. The heat from within her lashed at him, but it did not make him uncomfortable; in fact, if anything, the heat simply turned him on even further.

Keltora's throbbing innards made odd contractions that were quick to please all of her senses. She felt the burning desires that had earlier been troubling her begin to slowly be gratified, and in thanks surged tremendous amounts of ecstasy all throughout her draconic form.

When Keltora suddenly gasped in ravenous elation, Lawrence felt her muscles spasm; felt them clench and encircle his pumping dick, enticing him to thrust more vigorously. He felt a jolt of pleasure when this happened as well, making him sigh deeply.

Lawrence couldn't hold back on his own human instincts any longer. In one, fluid motion, he jabbed himself as deeply as he could go, making Keltora grunt weakly, hold her head up and look down at him inquiringly.

"Oh…" Lawrence breathed. "I'm sorry Keltora." He ceased his movements for a bit and his member twitched against her walls.

Lawrence! She exclaimed in his mind. Don't stop… It's beginning to feel so…

Before Keltora could add any more to the sentence, Lawrence bent himself forwards and pulled his cock out a ways again. Keltora tried with some desperation to meet his gaze, but he surprised her by forcing his way back in again without hesitation.

Both of them moaned; hers was with a frightening greatness. Lawrence gave up all restraint and allowed himself to drive into his dragon's warm, tight passage with a severe, primal craze. Keltora bent her head back again as the bliss intensified instantaneously, shaking both of them madly.

Keltora forced herself to relax her muscles and bathe in the ecstasy. She fanned out her stunning, silver wings and her arms rested at her sides as she gently clawed on the floor beneath her. Her swollen, pulsating sex was radiating extensive amount of heat and it exuded sharp waves of pleasure that shook her. She moaned and found herself slack-jawed and breathing more rapidly as the both bodily and sensually delightful bliss was now creeping its way from her now boiling crotch into her belly and up into her chest making her body rock.

Lawrence was pumping with increasing speed; his inflamed cock still grinded forcibly against Keltora's burning walls. His lust was appropriating all his action; the pleasure was enticing him. Every stroke made all his muscles seize in intense bliss; his breathing was getting erratic and awkward as he was growing more and more electric. His dragon lover was sighing deeply and bucking into him slightly (any more power and she'd probably knock him back), spilling more oddly-delightful dragoness sap all over his shaft so abundantly it seeped its way out of her overly-aroused lips and drenched the sweaty human's waist and thighs. He couldn't help but groan masculinely and primitively as he felt his body surge with heavenly delight again and again.

As Lawrence's raw humping began to speed up, Keltora found that all these new and delicious feelings were beginning to build within her, like a bomb about to explode disastrously, yet delightfully. She never could have imagined such feelings arising from her human Master- her hero- but it was (needless to say) blowing her away.

Lawrence's messy work was beginning to delve a little deeper and harder into Keltora's draconic sex. Her sticky fluids continued to soak his thrusting hips and gyrating legs, and some gathered messily on the tiled mezzanine floor beneath them. She groaned hard when he leaned forward more with his chest and his thrusts became tougher and stronger, his member now piercing her throbbing vagina at a more upwards angle that allowed him to- with almost professional accuracy- massage the more tender areas of her insides. She felt these movements as if they were piercing at her sadistically, but all that arose from these stabs was pure pleasure. Keltora was in heaven, and she knew that her Master was as well because of the erotic thoughts being projected between the two and the way his breathing was becoming raspy and heated.

Lawrence became excruciatingly engulfed in ecstasy, almost like he was drowning in it. He pounded his cock into Keltora even faster now; her messy, watery juices spurted continually onto his legs, making his entries more and more lubricated and effortless. Even so, the surges of pleasure stung at his shaft, making him grunt feebly.

Keltora felt another blow of bliss when Lawrence began stabbing mercilessly, his human desires still in complete control. The dragoness herself felt her own draconic instincts invade her senses and she roared out loud, seemingly to the heavens. The feelings continued to build up within her, and her own sexual inexperience clouded her knowledge of what was beginning to happen to her.

She communicated with her lustful Master, Oh, Lawrence, I don't… I… it feels so…

Lawrence, face scrunched in pleasure and voice shaky said out loud, "Oh, Keltora!" He paused and cried out. "Just… let it out… it'll be incredible, I promise."

Keltora abandoned her apprehension and trusted in her Master, who continued at his relentless pace. She cried out deeply and powerfully as her muscles betrayed her and seized in pleasure. Her whole draconic body was consumed and she began to curl into herself.

The burning within her crotch was no longer alone; Keltora was overwhelmed by the pleasure as it prodded in her head, clutched at her lungs and surged in her heart. She found it difficult to breathe; every intake of breath was like a wheeze that shook her insides uncomfortably, but the bliss she felt was so powerful- so rewarding- that she took no notice. Her body worked on its own now.

Lawrence slowed his wrenching as he noticed her body move before him. The dragoness brought her head up and leaned her chest forward, curling her whole body. Her legs wrapped around Lawrence's waist, pulling him in deeply. He fought against her and continued to try and hump and thrust his meaty, palpitating cock through her tightening vagina.

Keltora stretched forward her wings and surrounded herself and her Master. She could not help but grip at the ground desperately; her sharp, draconic claws digging into the tiles. Her head hung beside her Master's, whimpering tenderly and vulnerably into his ear. Her caverns shot out more bursts of indescribable sensations throughout her form.

The lustful intentions of Lawrence were building up to a point and the pleasure was up to a pinnacle. Even the slightest movement of his shaft, buried deep inside his gorgeous dragoness, sent ripples of it. He kept himself in deep, his movements now a lot more delicate; he kept his hands on Keltora's belly, and every time he thrusted he would just barely push down on her and feel her tense, quivering muscles beneath her smooth hide.

Keltora closed her eyes shut and held her breath as the pleasure began to drag inside her. Her legs stiffened and her scales almost rattled as her body shook helplessly. Lawrence gripped hard with his hands and felt her body go rigid and tighten in spasms. And then, Lawrence ceased all leg and arm movement and dug himself as deep as he could manage into her.

The human gasped and the dragon growled faintly (she wanted to roar, but her head was too close to his) as her walls convulsed around his surging member. Keltora sighed melodically as she resumed her harsh breathing; the feeling of her first orgasm invaded all her senses and her mind melted into paradise. She was molded to her mate, her Master… all that was, was simply pleasure. Like an ambiance of heat and passion detonating in one single blast within her sex. With every labored breath her chest rose in a very callous rhythm.

Keltora could not help but succumb to the feelings that have now come to grip her entire body, as if she had just leaped into a warm bath of viscous fluid that tingled on her skin with every movement she made. She embraced her human lover as he continued, his member stiffening within her and brushing the pleasure-centers of her caverns; as she basked in the bliss Keltora could not help but realize that it was in this state of ultimate delight that she truly felt like a dragoness.

Lawrence couldn't take any more; listening to (and sensing) his beautiful, powerful dragon shake in climactic bliss drove him over the edge. Keltora began leaking immoderate amounts of fluids all over him, and he cried out with primal instinct.

He abruptly halted his excessive panting and went rigid. He collapsed his chest onto Keltora's lower body and stayed more on top of her as she curled even further above him, her body still shaking. He clawed somewhat at her body as his vision became cloudy and his mind filled with pleasure.

Then, his body became unyieldingly stiff, and as the dragoness' orgasm still peaked, Lawrence came fantastically hard within Keltora.

He grunted fiercely as this occurred; his cock convulsed again and again, overpowering him. He felt himself jerk oddly in a tense attempt at a hump. Keltora sighed deeply again; her orgasm was still raining down on her, and she could feel with unbelievable precision his sweet shaft shooting spurts of cum within her.

A sweet, sticky concoction of the dragoness' lubricating liquids and the human's pearly spunk leaked out of Keltora's sex, seeping all over Lawrence's legs and dripping on the floor messily and it gleamed in the moonlight. The heat emanating from the interspecies couple radiated in the air.

Keltora's tender vaginal caverns continued to surge within her, milking her Master's shaft of all the glossy semen it could possibly discharge. He groaned again, clutching at her desperately.

The dragon hung her mouth open, panting very uneasily now. Her climax was slowly dissipating, but it was still sending currents of bliss through her. She squeezed around her Master with her legs a few times, pulling him in. Her heat was dying out, and so was his. Lawrence tried to move again, but at the slightest trace of further interaction with Keltora's walls there was an explosion of sharp pleasure in his member and he refrained from repeating.

After a moment (much too short of one), both orgasms settled, but both of them remained poised where they were. Their privates were incredibly sensitive, and any movement could've coaxed cries of bliss from either of them. Keltora had her eyes clenched shut and remained perceptive of everything. Her Master still clutched dearly at her, and she wished for nothing more than for him to remain where he was for as long as he would possibly allow.

Oh, Lawrence, she started. I can't even… begin to describe how I feel right now.

Without looking up (or moving at all), Lawrence smiled, "You don't have to. I can sense what you're feeling… and you're absolutely welcome."

Keltora grinned through her panting, I… well, I still want to say thanks. You've helped me in ways I doubt any other dragon Master would…

"Yeah, well…" Lawrence said lightly. "Not every dragon Master has a perfect dragon like you. So don't mention it." He then increased the grip of his arms upon her, making it into more of a loving embrace. "You're certainly something special, and I'm happy to give you everything you need."

The two became silent; they breathed quietly and didn't move. Keltora stifled a gasp when she felt Lawrence's diminishing cock brush wetly against her insides a bit. Her mind was racing with things to say to her loving Master, but, she found herself remaining silent.

"Keltora," Lawrence started suddenly. "I love you, and I know you must be in heaven right now, but, umm… can you let me go so I can clean up."

The dragoness opened one of her silver eyes, What?

"No, seriously," the human said. "I'm a mess, and so is the floor. And this position we're in? It won't look too good if someone walks in."

Alright, Lawrence, you win, Keltora agreed, disappointed. Go take a shower. I'll be here when you get back.

"Actually," Lawrence interjected. "I was thinking we could go to the lake together. Is that okay with you?"

Keltora beamed, Yes, of course! That would be wonderful.



On the Mountainside



Her family, her friends, her colleagues, her neighbors... It seemed that everyone kept telling her that she was crazy, that a woman hiking alone in the middle of nowhere was just far too dangerous, that eventually she would be mauled by a bear or be raped by some guy she met on the trail or murdered by a serial killer in hiding. 

Yet, despite these and many other risks, she kept returning to the middle of nowhere. She would drive for days just to spend a single night alone in the wilderness - often in the States, sometimes in Canada, depending on her preference at that moment and how much time she could be away from the office. 

On this particular expedition, she had driven for four days - taking her time, stopping often to enjoy the scenery, staying at various campgrounds along the way - before finally arriving at the base of the mountain. The plan was simple: spend the morning hiking to the top, enjoy lunch and likely a well-deserved nap at the summit, then descend roughly halfway down the mountain to the clearing on the south side and camp there for the night. 

The hike to the top of the mountain took most of the morning. With her vast hiking experience dating back to her pre-teen years, she could maintain a good, solid pace which allowed her to cover a significant distance with relative ease, although she did need to stop twice and further stretch her legs. 

Lunch was spent beneath one of the few pines near the very tip of the peak. From such an altitude, the view was spectacular and very much worth the drive and the hike. Through the binoculars, she spotted what appeared to be a cozy rustic town to the south, and was already considering adding an extra day to the trip so she could drop by the town and explore. 

She napped for maybe thirty minutes before the sun shifted enough to move the shade away from her bare legs. That was when she heard them: a pair of young women coming up the same trail she had taken on the north side of the mountain. 

In the way of genuine lovers of the outdoors, the three of them settled into a comfortable conversation as the newcomers ate their lunch. They were Trish and Tina, sisters from the small village at the northern base of the mountain. While she remained behind to further bask in the afternoon sun, the sisters bade her farewell and began their trek back down the mountain so that they could be home in time for dinner with visiting relatives. 

A long time passed as she napped anew, but at last, it was time to head down the mountain to the designated clearing. 

All was well for the first thirty minutes or so of the descent, but then she thought she saw something off the trail to her left. She stopped and took a closer look: 

The sisters' backpacks leaned against a tree. 

Wondering if the two college students were okay, she hesitated. Perhaps they had a good reason for being well off the trail even in a place without any clearings or streams or springs according to the topographical map of the area. The plethora of trees in the immediate area would thwart any spectacular views. Yet she lingered, wondering, growing a bit concerned... 

Cautiously stepping through the underbrush, she made her way toward the backpack, then paused for a moment, took out a knife from a pocket, and marked a tree so that she could find her way back to the trail with minimum effort if necessary. Every third tree she passed received a similar mark as twigs and fallen leaves and underbrush crunched beneath her feet. 

Upon reaching the backpacks, she stopped and listened, looking all about her, but seeing nothing amiss and hearing only the calls of the birds and the rustling of the leaves. It was almost as if Trish and Tina had disappeared, perhaps having stepped through a time portal which had itself disappeared. 

Then she saw it: a hand, gripping the trunk of a tree. The hand was slender, definitely feminine, and likely belonging to one of the sisters. 

Then she heard it: a soft, husky moan. 

"Hold back a little longer," she heard. Was that Trish's voice? She could not quite place the voice with the proper face, but that single sentence, that single command, brought back quite a few memories of an ex-husband who had loved to witness her desperate struggle to hold back an orgasm even though he would violate her ass while one or more vibrators were used on her. 

The moan repeated itself, a bit louder, then: "Please let me cum!" 

The words were still soft, yet the unmistakable desperation was the equivalent of a sonic boom. How many times had she begged her ex-husband to grant her the permission to enjoy one of the most instinctive moments of life? How many times had she actually cried because she was trying so valiantly to fend off the powerful orgasm he did not yet want her to enjoy? 

The sounds and the memories combined. She became wet much more quickly than she would have expected. She watched as the hand shifted its grip on the tree trunk, wishing that there were not other trunks in the way which prevented her from seeing the two sisters in such an intimate moment. 

"Do you promise to scream for me, Tina?" 

"Yes!" Tina's voice was definitely louder. 

"I mean really, truly scream so that even the woman we met can hear you?" 

She wondered if Trish had been possessed by her ex-husband, for he had made her scream as well - she had always been a natural screamer, but he had enjoyed taunting her first, which he had often said made her screams all the more alluring. 

"YESYESYES!!!" 

"Then cum for me, sis!" 

Her heart stopped as Tina's initial scream seemed to roll across the mountainside. Several other feminine outbursts assaulted her ears as she retreated to the trail, using those sounds to cover her footsteps crunching on the twigs and the fallen leaves and the underbrush. 

She never did see the sisters after that, but as a gentle rain pelted her canvas home for the night, her head was filled with Tina's screams, and those screams caused her to eventually scream... but only after a significant self-denial.



On the Move



Last Thursday morning I rolled over, rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and smiled when I saw James walking into the bedroom with my breakfast on a tray. I sat up and he placed the tray over my lap.

I had visions of the day in my head and thoughts of this evening's playtime with Gavin, my newest lover, were dancing around in my brain. James and I had been talking all week about the excitement a new, unknown lover brought to bedroom. We were both looking forward to the new adventure.

James was quiet. He tried to look jovial as he presented me with my breakfast, but I could see a storm behind his eyes.

"Are you all right, James?" I asked.

He put on a smile and tried to cover it over. "I'm great!" he said with no smile on his face. "I'm just excited about tonight."

"You don't look very excited," I replied.

"I may be a little nervous," he tried to cover up what was on his mind. I knew that there was more to what was going on with him. He was unsuccessful in hiding his turmoil.

"No, you're not; tell me what's going on," I demanded.

He was walking out of the room and he turned and looked me in the eye. "I don't want to upset you today. This is a special day we have been looking forward to for weeks. Other stuff can wait," he said.

"No, it can't," I said, "If you walk around like this all day then tonight will be a bummer and I did so want to enjoy Gavin's large cock."

"I know," James said, "I want you to enjoy Gavin too, and I don't want to put a damper on our plans. We can talk about this later."

"James, I need to know why you are bothered now or tonight won't happen," I insisted.

He sat down on the bed and took a deep breath. 

I took a sip of hot coffee and looked him in the eyes.

"Remember a few weeks ago we talked about the company saying that there was a management position that they might want me to take over?" he asked.

"Is that what is bothering you, James?" I questioned. "That is a good thing and I don't see how that can be causing you such stress."

"You're right, that is not what is upsetting me. What's upsetting me is that the position isn't here; it's in north Louisiana. We will have to move to take the position," he said as he released the pent up air out of his lungs.

I sat there quietly, a piece of toast poised before my open mouth. I didn't know what to say. I lay down the toast and took a sip of coffee before I was able to speak.

"Well, I guess we had better talk about this and think about calling the movers," I said as calmly as possible trying to keep the tears from rolling down my cheeks. I did love south Louisiana. All of my friend and lovers were here.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am, for springing this on you today of all days, but they told me yesterday that I had to give them my decision today," he pleaded with his eyes for my forgiveness.

"Then we really need to talk now, don't we?" I said.

"Yes, Ma'am, I guess we do. I beg your forgiveness for putting this off so long," he pleaded. "I didn't want to upset you because you were so excited about Gavin."

"We can still play with Gavin this evening, but now we have to discuss plans for moving," I told him.

"You are willing to move with me Ma'am?" he asked, hope in his eyes.

"Of course, James, you're the best I've ever had; I want you in my life, and I have a love for you that I don't think I could find again." I told him.

This brought a smile to his somber face. "Thank you, Ma'am!" 

I could see the relief flowing through his face. His usual smile returned and he started telling me about the position he would be taking over.

We discussed the plans that had to be made and the length of time we had to get everything done. Fortunately we weren't moving tomorrow. I had a couple of weeks to plan and coordinate the move. But there was a lot to do.

After breakfast, James dressed and headed for work. I showered and started making lists. I needed to get boxes and start packing. I needed to organize all of the rooms so that I could find all that we needed. Probably I should have a garage sale to get rid of the stuff we would not take. Then I needed to find a mover.

My mind was racing and thoughts of Gavin scooted out of the way. 

The day passed quickly. When James walked in the door I was surprised, as was he, when he saw all that I had done towards the move.

"We aren't leaving tomorrow, you know?" he said jokingly.

"Yes, I know, but I felt I needed to get started. I've made a lot of arrangements already. I just need to find a suitable mover," I told him.

"I can see that," he said, smiled, and gave me a hug and a kiss. "Now, why are you not bathed and dressed for Gavin?"

"Oh! In all the excitement of the move I guess I moved him right out of my mind," I said a little embarrassed.

He went into the bathroom and I heard the shower running. He came out and asked, "Well, are you going to get ready or not?"

I dropped the broom I had in my hand and went to take my shower. 

James went about getting my clothes ready and when I stepped out of the shower he was waiting with a warmed towel for my body and one for my hair. He sat me on the toilet and blow dried my hair. Then he left to prepare my clothes.

He had picked out a sexy green dress with a slit up the side, stiletto heels and a feather boa to greet Gavin. After he had me dressed, he went to the kitchen and prepared dinner.

Gavin was a thirty-seven year old pilot with the face of an angel. He was soft spoken and built with a body that any man or woman would admire. James got hard every time we met with him and my pussy was always ready when I saw him. Tonight was our first sexual encounter. We had been talking for a few weeks.

James shared some fear that because of the recent news, he was afraid that I would not have as enjoyable time as we had been talking about. I assured him that just thinking of Gavin's cock in my wet pussy made me excited. "I can't wait to see it in your mouth either," I confided to him.

He smiled and went back to his cooking. 

As I dressed, my mind wandered. I thought about feeling Gavin's hands and mouth on my body. I could feel the fluids filling my pussy as my thoughts carried me away. 

I tore off my panties and lay on the bed. I rubbed my breasts and stimulated my left nipple. The fire flowed down my stomach to my hungry pussy. The fluids started flowing.

I slid my right hand down between my legs. I stuck two fingers deep into my cunt and they were instantly wet. I replaced them with my left hand and took my fingers to my clit. I started rubbing it slowly and as she came to attention the motions became more rapid.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the warm as I masturbated. My hips started pumping up and down. I started moaning and my fingers slid more quickly in and out of my cunt. My heart started racing and my legs trembled as I was close to exploding. 

Then, I felt a new sensation. I opened my eyes and there was James between my legs. He had dismissed my hand and his tongue was massaging my clit. She stood tall reaching for his wetness.

I relaxed and gave myself over to his experienced tongue. He reached for my breast and squeezed my left nipple and the excitement increased. His tongue did its job as he inserted three fingers into my wetness.

"Mmmm, you taste good. I think I'll have you for dinner," he cooed.

I pressed my hips toward his mouth and he slid his fingers deeper into my wanton cunt. Within a short time my legs were trembling and the fluids were getting thicker. My clit was on fire and soon the hot lava of my orgasm filled my entire body.

After the convulsing subsided, James got up and kissed me and said, "Now finish dressing so we can eat. Gavin will be here in an hour."

I did get up and I put a robe on. I didn't want to soil my dress and I can get messy at times.

As we ate, James and I discussed the move and what we wanted to share with Gavin. I was looking forward to James sucking Gavin off after he came the first time. I also hoped that Gavin would be open to letting James fuck me in the ass as 

Gavin pumped my pussy full of his large cock. I was looking forward to this adventure.

After dinner James cleaned the kitchen while I dressed and put my makeup on. I had just finished when there was a knock at the door. I heard James answer it. "Hey, Gavin! How are you doing man?"

"Great, James, how about you?" Gavin replied.

I walked out before James could answer.

Gavin whistled and licked his lips. "Hello, beautiful lady!" he smiled.

"Hi, Gavin, nice to see you again… you look better than ever," I cooed as he walked over and kissed me passionately. He ran his hand over my breast and my nipples responded to his touch. 

When he pulled away, I glanced at James and his little dicklett had already gotten hard. He had a smile that shined on his face. I could tell he was excited about getting started. 

He left the room. I knew he was going to prepare the bedroom and put on some boxer shorts. He came back out after he had prepared the room and went into the kitchen to get bottles of water. I get very dehydrated when I'm having great sex.

While he was in the kitchen, Gavin slid is hand up my dress and touched my hot, wet pussy. "Oh, baby, you really want me bad, don't you?" he asked with a smile on his face. 

I just smiled and he stuck his wet fingers in his mouth. Then he licked his lips. "Oh, I want more of that!" he whispered and picked me up in his arms. He carried me down the hall to the bedroom.

James came in and Gavin had already taken off my dress. He was on his knees licking my pussy. James walked over and stood behind me. He reached around me and played with my now hard nipples.

Gavin was very good at cunnilingus. His tongue darted in and out of my pussy and then would visit my clit for a short period. My legs became weak and I let my weight fall on James. He supported me completely as Gavin brought me to my first orgasm of the night.

The bones fell out of my legs and James caught me and lay my defenseless body on the bed. Gavin tore of f his clothes and threw them at James then climbed onto the bed. 

His large cock already erect bounced in front of my face. "Suck me, baby; make me wet so I will slid deep into your hot cunt!" he said as he stuck his magnificent tool in my mouth.

Eagerly, I sucked his hard head and throbbing prick like it was my favorite ice cream bar. I licked and sucked and swallowed as much of him as my mouth and throat would allow. He reached down and held my head in place as he pumped his hips toward my mouth.

I rolled my tongue around the ridge of his rotund head. The tip of my tongue played with the opening. Eventually my entire mouth covered his head. He held my head tighter in his hands. I could hear his heavy breathing and knew that he couldn't believe the ecstasy that he was enjoying

My mouth sucked hard around the head. I rolled his penis over and over with my tongue sucking and pulling his thick hot fluid up towards my waiting mouth. I slid my wet lips up and down his long shaft, and then I deep throated his entire penis. 

I felt his body shake with pleasure and I knew he could feel his seed rising up from his balls. Up and down my mouth fucked his penis with more wetness than my cunt could have produced. My lips were tight, unlike my muffin. I could tell that he was enjoying my blowjob. He pushed my face deeper onto his shaft. 

I reached down and felt his balls tighten to release his thick cum. I sucked hard, pulling it towards me creating a pressure then letting it fall back to its home for just a little while longer. I refused to take his sweet, salty seed until I had him at fever pitch. 

I wanted the full explosion in my mouth and would have what I wanted.

Just as he started to relax I pulled harder and his balls tightened; his cum started its journey to the warmth that it sought. But again, I let off, not as much but enough to keep his cum at bay.

He said, "I can take it, as long as you want to keep bringing me to the brink and then easing off my cock."

I chuckled and sucked harder. He could not believe the suction in my small mouth and his cum had no choice but to surrender to the pressure being applied to the top of his penis.

I pulled back to his cock's head and ran my tongue around the rim once again and again stuck the tip of my tongue into its opening. I could taste the salty cum. I refused to take his sweet, salty seed until I had him at fever pitch. I wanted the full explosion in my mouth and would have it when I wanted it. 

He was close but I refused to permit entrance to my mouth. I deep throated him again, my tongue rolling his penis around and around in my mouth.

He breathed deeply and begged me to let him cum. I looked up at his face and a smile flickers in my eyes.

I motioned for James to come to me. Then I pointed behind Gavin. He knew what to do. He climbed on the bed behind Gavin and licked his tight balls. Then James sucked them into his mouth.

My tongue rolled around his head and I plunged my entire mouth over his cock once again deep throating him and sucked with all of my might. He took a deep breath in anticipation of the explosion that was eminent.

His stomach started to quiver and his hips thrust towards my mouth and I felt the pressure mounting as he tried to hold it in for just a few more minutes. But I sucked him like a vacuum and made it difficult for him to hold on. The licking James was giving him didn't help either.

I could feel his cum rising to the head of his prick. I tasted the salty fluid as it spewed wildly over my tongue. I sucked harder as the explosion filled my taste buds.

As I swallowed the last drop of his salty cum. I looked him in the eye and licked my lips. "Mmmmmm," I moaned as I swallowed his seed and orgasmed from the enjoyment of his cock. 

Gavin lay on the bed his cock shriveled almost as small as James' cocklett. His heavy chest pumped up and down trying to take in enough air to keep him alive. A smile glued to his face.

James tentatively crawled up to him. "Master Gavin, may I prepare you to fuck my Mistress?" he asked.

Gavin looked to me then shook his head, yes. He was still too exhausted to speak.

James hurried between his legs and took his wilted prick into his mouth. He started slowly licking his inflamed head. He pulled his mouth off and ran his tongue underneath for the length of it's now shortened shaft.

Receiving no resistance, James cautiously opened his mouth and swallowed Gavin's not yet full cock into his mouth. 

Gavin moaned but did not move. I watched as James' head slid up and down on the shaft. I love to see him with a prick in his mouth. My hand went to my pussy and I started massaging my clit.

Reaching over, Gavin stuck his fingers into my open cunt. His long fingers found their way to my G-spot and her ran them around it finding all of the proper points to send sparks of electricity through my entire body. 

Soon my legs were shaking and my breasts were hard. I started playing with my nipples and flames flowed to my clit. 

Gavin's fingers moved more quickly in and out of my wetness. It felt like he was hammering me with a long pole. It seemed the faster James sucked his now hardening cock the faster he finger fucked me.

Finally, he threw James to the side and crawled between my legs. His arrow shaped cock heading for the bull's eye. The head rested at my door. His body towered over me. 

Without using his hands or arms, he pushed his head into my open toolbox and stopped before the shaft found its way in. He slowly pulled the thick head in and out of my coochie. Each time the rim pulled out a shot of warmth spread down my legs.

Gavin had his hands on his hips and he was kneeling between my legs. He seemed to hardly move, but his motions excited the fiber of my being.

James kneeled beside me and asked, "Master Gavin, may I suck my Lady's breast while you fuck her?"

"No! Not yet," he instructed. "I will tell you when you can join in. Just leave her alone right now!"

At this, James crawled off of the bed and knelt at the foot. Gavin became more aggressive. He plunged towards me and forced the length of his manhood deep into my pussy. He toppled his body over me and his face came close to mine.

The speed of his plunges increased, as did the depth of them. He was now fully fucking me deeper and with more force. The power of his blows moved my body to the top of the bed.

I placed my hands above my head to protect myself from being pushed into the wall. Each thrust caused my body to shutter and explode with pleasure. Then he slowed almost to an idle. 

He stuck out his tongue and licked the tip of my nose. He then opened his mouth and kissed me deep, his tongue exploring my tonsils. His hands had clamped around my wrists nailing me to the bed.

His body assailed mine. The power behind is legs forced him deeper into my cunt and the thrill that shot through my body was electric! 

Gavin slowed. He looked into my eyes and smiled an evil smile. "Are you ready?" he asked. 

I shook my head, not knowing what was coming. He pulled back up on his knees. The head of his cock once again fucking me just inside of my pussy. His hands lifted off of the bed and onto my breast. 

He pinched my nipples and felt the shutter as the energy from my left nipple shot through my pussy. It was like a red light turned green and the race had begun. His hips slammed into me and did not stop until the thick fluids poured into my delicate clam.

His cock, like a pile driver, delivered its seed deep into the earth of my pussy. He fucked me completely. He left my body shivering and helpless. I was unable to speak and barely able to breath. There was no part of me that was left unaffected. 

Gavin fell over, all of the energy drained from him. 

James crawled onto the bed. He came to me, "Mistress, what should I do first?" he pleaded.

"Clean me, then you can take care of him. But be gentle, I am in pleasurable pain," I whispered.

He licked his lips and scrambled between my twitching legs. He blew on my pussy trying to cool the fire. I could feel the heat pouring from me.

He touched my clit with the tip of his tongue. I could almost hear the steam escaping. Softly he licked around my sensitive box and slowly inserted his tongue deep inside me. 

Slowly, he snaked his way deep in the mine to find the gold. I knew when he found it because he stopped and licked in a circle. I felt him pull his tongue back into his mouth, as he tasted the salty cum.

Quickly, it re-entered my throbbing cunt and retrieved more seed. In and out he traveled both cleaning me and soothing the tears that Gavin's prick had created. 

Once he had retrieved all of the sticky substance he made one more sweep to soothe me and play with my G-spot. The orgasm was slight but sufficient. 

Then he turned his attention to Gavin whose body was lying lifeless next to mine. His limp prick over his leg, his chest rising and falling in a gently cadence. As James' wet mouth touched the head of his dick, Gavin's face surfaced.

He saw that it was James and lay back down. James slowly sucked in the massive tool. I saw a smile in his eyes. 

"Taste good?" I asked.

His head shook up and down with the cock still in it. The smile danced in his eyes. I liked that picture. I watched his head slide down and up on the large prick. Gavin moaned with pleasure.

When James finished is task he climbed off of the bed.

"Don't go too far, sissy," Gavin commanded. "I'm going to need you in a few minutes."

"Yes, Master Gavin," he turned to speak then left the room.

He came back with some water for me. I drank it down like I had just stepped off a dessert and my mouth was stuck together. James also offered some to Gavin. He pushed him away.

As I drank it down Gavin pulled himself up off the bed. He was rubbing his large cock and smiling. "Come here sissy," he called to James.




On the Move



"Yes, Master Gavin, what is your wish?" James said eager to please.

"Climb on the edge of the bed doggie style, boy," Gavin directed.

James did as he was told. Gavin grabbed his small ass between his large hands and pulled James to the edge of the bed. He took out a condom and placed it on his cock. He spread James' cheeks and stuck two fingers in his ass.

He turned to me. "Time to play," he smiled. "Get under him and take that useless cock of his in your mouth. I want you to suck him while I fuck him. He needs a little enjoyment too, don't you think?"

I smiled and crawled under James' stomach. I licked my lips and sucked his dicklett into my mouth. 

Gavin inserted his large dick into James' tight ass after he had lubricated him sot that his prick could force its way into James butt.

I felt James wince as Gavin shoved his magnificent tool into his ass. His hands grabbed my legs to steady himself for the plummeting he was about to receive.

I heard the air leave his lungs as Gavin took the first stroke and banged into his butt. It shook my mouth off his cocklett. I grabbed back on and sucked gently, swirling my tongue around his small head trying to take his mind off of the prick in his ass.

I could feel the pressure as Gavin pounded James' tight butt. He fucked him harder and faster than he did me. 

I sucked his cocklett deep into my mouth and concentrated on his head, knowing that would give him the most pleasure and keep his mind off of the ripping of his ass hole. 

I had my hand between my legs, my clit was real excited knowing that James was being fucked and sucked. She was standing up and fluids were flowing into my pussy. I had to relieve the tension of not having a piece of the action in my box.

I felt Gavin's thrusts slowing and becoming more rhythmic. I slowly sucked James deep into my mouth. He sighed then took in a deep breath.

"Mmmmm," he moaned and then a long, "Ohhhhh," exhaled from him.

Gavin slowed even more. He pulled out to what seemed to me just his head was in James' butt. He slowly pushed in and out of his ass never going any deeper.

I looked back and saw that his balls were very strained. I reached my hand through James' legs and massaged Gavin's tight sack. He moaned and pumped his hips towards James' ass. Some once again, still very shallow.

Then he slammed his body against James, giving him the full impact of his manhood. His balls became hard marbles as his full load overflowed the condom and spilled into James' ass. Some of which seeped out and dribbled onto my forehead.

James convulsed as the hot fluid filled his ass. I sucked him fast and hard and he quickly released his tiny load into my mouth. I felt Gavin pulling out of his ass and heard a pop as he did so. 

I licked my lips and swallowed the salty cum James had shared with me and rolled out from under him. He fell onto the bed. His legs shook and he did not try to move.

Okay, sissy boy, come on, get this cum out of this condom and off of my prick!" Gavin demanded as James tried to get to his feet.

He turned and sat on the edge of the bed. James reached for the condom and sucked down the thick fluid inside. Then he lifted his head up, opened his mouth and took Gavin's still hard prick into his mouth and sucked the slimy fluid off of it.

Once he finished, Gavin stood up, walked out of the room and into the bathroom. James turned and saw the spilled cum on my forehead; he licked it off. "Thank you for taking my worthless cock into your mouth, Ma'am!" he whispered.

I smiled and he helped me off of the bed as Gavin walked back into the room. James reached for his boxers and said, "Thank you, Master Gavin for reaming me out. I needed that, Sir, to be put back in my place!"

"You're right pussy boy, now get me some water, I'm thirsty!" he directed.

As James left the room, Gavin shook his cock at me and said, "Spread your legs, baby, I want to fill you up again!"

I told him, "No, I'm tired now and I need you to get dressed and go."

He looked at me as if he didn't believe what I had said. He grabbed his pants and put them on and then his shirt. He sat on the bed and as James came in with the water he told him to get his shoes for him.

James handed the shoes to Gavin along with the water. "It's been real," Gavin said as he stood to go. 

"I just have a lot to do tomorrow and I need my rest," I told him.

"Yeah, well call me and we'll get together again," he smiled and walked out.

James led him to the door and I went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. A few minutes later the curtain was pulled back. It shocked me because I thought it might be Gavin coming back. He didn't look too happy that I wanted him to go. I looked up and there stood James.

"What happened," he asked.

"I just got real tired all of the sudden," I told him. "Gavin was too demanding and I wanted to rest for the busy day I have tomorrow. He was also nothing like the first two times we met with him. I just didn't want to play with him any longer," I said as I stepped out of the shower.

James went to the closet and pulled out two towels for me. "I'm sorry I didn't have them warmed for you, Mistress!"

I know James, you didn't know what was going on," I said and wrapped my hair in one of the towels as James dried my body with the other.

"Did you enjoy Gavin fucking your ass, James?" I asked.

"Yes, Ma'am! I did. He helped me to remember my station and showed me that I must bow to your wishes and commands or he will put me in my place again," he smiled.

"Thank you for letting me be chastised and fucked, Ma'am. I love when you let me play with you and your lovers," he whispered.

James kissed my head and walked out of the room. He came back with my slippers and a comfy T-shirt for me. I dressed and then went into the kitchen. I was hungry.

"Let me fix you a sandwich," James said," to hold you until dinner."

"Okay, that would be good," I conceded and sat at the table.

By the time we started dinner, we had packed ten more boxes and thrown out much of the trash we had compiled in our time together. We were tired so James asked if I just wanted to go out to eat.

"That's a great idea for me, less work, less wait, simpler decisions," I smiled.

We decided on seafood and pasta and wen to our favorite Italian restaurant. As we waited for our food, the conversation was about the move.

"I'm very excited and looking forward to the move north," I told James. "When do we get to go up to find a house?"

"Probably next week. Susan said that I would need to go up soon and do that. I don't have any appoints Monday or Tuesday. Do you want to leave on Saturday morning?" he asked.

"Yes, that would be great!" I told him grinning ear to ear.

"I'm looking forward to meeting new people and some of your friends that you've been telling me about!" I admitted.

"Oh, I'm not going to let you meet them, they will tell you the truth about me and you'll leave me for some really worthless cuck!" he laughed.

We laughed as he shared with me stories of things he had done when he lived there prior to our meeting. He described his friends and told me of their quirks. It was fun learning more about him after the years we had been together.

We decide to take a trip during the weekend to find a house. If time allowed, we would meet with his friends. I was really thrilled. This motivated me even more to get everything done.

We both slept well that night and the next morning, James was off to work and I started looking for a mover. I made several calls before I found "Pleased to Move You". It was a small moving company that was staffed by construction workers.

I told them where we were moving and asked if they would move us up there. They assured me that they could do it at a price I liked. 

"Great! Would you please come over tomorrow so we can set up a schedule and get an estimation of the cost and time?" I asked.

"Sure lady, I can be there for one, that okay?" the manager told me.

"Yes, I'll see you at one, thanks, good-bye," I said and hung up the phone satisfied that the job was done.

When James arrived that evening, I was really excited. "I have an appointment with the movers tomorrow!" 

"Great! You are doing a really good job getting this done! I'm sorry I can't do more to help with this part," he praised my efforts. "You're really taking a lot of pressure off of me."

"I'm having fun! Besides, tomorrow could be more than a chore," I teased.

Yeah, you could get lucky, couldn't you?" he laughed, "If you do, I want to hear all about it when I get home."

That night when we climbed into bed, James asked me if he could lick me and help me sleep. I spread my legs and he climbed between them. He spread them further apart and parted my lips with two fingers.

He wet his fingers and pushed the hood up off of my clit. He massaged her between his fingers and blew on her lightly. He inserted a few fingers into my cunt and stimulated my G-spot.

He licked my clit again and sucked my little prick lightly. He drove me crazy. My legs shook and my pussy filled with fluids. His fingers pumped in and out of me and then he pulled them and licked them clean.

He reached up, kissed me and I tasted me on his lips. I felt his little hard cocklett press against me. I move my cunt up and down rubbing his little dicklett and making him excited.

I felt his thin little cum flowing warm on my skin. He crawled down and licked his useless seed off of my body. It excited me that he had shot on me.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am, I didn't mean to make you sticky," he pleaded for forgiveness as he sat up.

I smiled, kissed him, rolled over and went to sleep.

The alarm jarred me awake and as I rolled over, James was putting his shorts on. "Good morning, beautiful!" he whispered, "I'll draw your bath then come get you."

I shook my head and smiled.

A few minutes later he returned with my coffee and an English muffin. I drank down the coffee and ate my breakfast as he laid out my clothes. Then he took my hand and led me to the bath.

James washed my hair then ran a soft cloth over my body cleaning me. He gently ran the cloth over my smooth pussy and then put the cloth to his nose me to smell me.

"Mmmmm, nice," he smiled and returned to wash my back and legs.

He left the room. I closed my eyes and soaked for a few moments. James startled me when he returned. I was dozing.

He touched my hand to help me out of the tub and I jumped.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," he said as I opened my eyes to see who had touched me.

I let him lift me out of the tub. He wrapped one warm towel around my wet hair and dried my dripping body with the other. It felt good against my wet skin. 

"So you're going to meet with the movers today?" he asked as he helped me dress.

"Yeah, they're supposed to be here by one. They are going to look over what I have boxed already and the furniture and they will give me an estimate as to how much it will cost us to move," I explained.

"Good, just let me know and I'll get a check off to them," he smiled and kissed me.

"What else do you have planned for the day?" he asked.

"That depends on what these guys look like!" I said half seriously.

"I hope they're hunks and your pussy drips right there on the floor," he laughed. 

"When it happens, I want you to call me and tell me about it!" he chided.

I followed him to the door and kissed him good-bye as I led his hand between my legs. His finger found its way into my cunt. He brought it out, sniffed and then licked me off of it.

"I like this kind of kiss," he smiled then walked to his truck.

I had a few hours until the movers would arrive. I pulled out some newspapers and started wrapping glasses and dishes we would not use before we left.

There was a knock at the door. I wondered who it could be, it was only eleven forty-five. When I got to the window I saw Gavin on the porch.

"Shit!" I whispered.

I put a smile on my face and answered the door.

"Hi, Gavin!" I feigned happiness to see him.

"Hey pretty lady, I haven't heard from you lately," he smiled.

"I'm sorry, we've been busy packing and getting ready for this move. Just haven't had time for playing." I told him truthfully.

"I was in the neighborhood and I got this hard on that needs to be taken care of," he said as if he had not heard a word I said.

"Gavin, I have mover's coming in a little over an hour. I don't really have time to take care of your cock. You should have called first," I spoke softly hoping he would understand.

"My prick needs to be sucked," he demanded.

I sighed audibly and opened the door. He looked at my attire and scoffed.

"Why are you dressed like a cleaning woman?" he snarled.

"You don't listen to anything you don't want to hear, do you? I just told you I have movers coming over in an hour," I repeated.

"My dick hurts, just suck it and I'll get out of your way," he demanded.

I knelt down in front of him and took his prick into my mouth straining not to sink my teeth into it.

I pulled him deep into my mouth and sucked his cock. He pressed his hips toward my face and banged against my nose. His hands held my head and he controlled me.

After ten minutes of my licking and sucking he started pumping his prick in and out. I swallowed him down my throat and held tight to him. The tried to pull back but I would not free his cock.

I sucked hard and stuck my middle finger up his ass and massaged his prostate. He moaned and I dug my nails into the soft tissue of his buttocks.

"That hurts, woman!" he yelled and pushed me off of him.

"I just need to blow my wad and leave; I have things to do!" he demanded.

"Well, then, just cum, I have things to do too," I yelled.

He slid his hard cock in and out of my mouth quickly holding tight to my head. I felt the pressure building and soon his cum dribbled out of my mouth and over my chin down to my breast.

He said, "Thanks, I'll see you soon" as he left.

I smiled and thought "The next time he wants to cum, someone else will be answering this door and I hope it's a very large man."

I became consumed with the task of packing and didn't notice the time passing. The doorbell rang and I thought to myself, "Damn, not again!"

I went tot the door expecting to see Gavin again. To my surprise, there was this sexy blonde haired man about five feet eleven. He had a clipboard in his hands and was reading it.

I opened the door, "Yes, may I help you?"

"Ma'am, my name is Fallon and I have a work order here to estimate a move to North Louisiana.

"Yes, please come in!" I invited him.

"Thank you, ma'am," he smiled a mouth full of white teeth and stepped into the house.

"Whew! It's really hot today, isn't it ma'am?" he said.

"Yes, it is, would you like something to drink, water, Coke?" I asked.

"Water would be nice, ma'am" he smiled.

I gave him a glass of ice water. He drank it down and handed me back the glass.

He smiled and seemed go look at me for the first time. He hesitated and asked, "Ma'am, how many boxes do you have to go?" as he glanced around the box filled living room.

"Hmm, I haven't finished packing, nor have I started counting. Let me see," I said as I went back into the kitchen and started counting boxes.

Fallon followed me into the kitchen. "It doesn't have to be exactly, ma'am, just an estimate," he assured me.

"Well, so fare, I have around forty boxes and probably another fifteen to pack. I would guess," I told him.

I noticed he was starting to sweat. 

"Are your warm," I asked, "I can turn the air down some more if you like?"

He wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "That would be nice, ma'am. thank you."

He looked around the kitchen and asked, "Are these your appliances, ma'am?"

"Just the dishwasher and the refrigerator," I answered.

Again, he wiped his brow. I glanced at his crouch and noticed a bulge. I wiped a drop of sweat from between my breasts.

"How long have you been doing this, Fallon?" I asked him.

He looked up at me from his clipboard, "Five years now, ma'am," he said softly.

"Why are you so hot?" I asked.

He took a deep breath and blushed. "I don't know ma'am, I'm sorry," he apologized.

"You look like you need to cool down, maybe I should run you a cold shower," I smiled coyly.

Fallon smiled and said, "That would actually be nice, ma'am especially if you would join me."

"I'm sorry, ma'am," he caught himself.

I smiled, "Why are you sorry?"

"I should not talk to you that way, ma'am. It is just that you are very beautiful and sexy," he blushed again.

"Well, do I look offended?" I asked.

"No, ma'am, you actually look very willing," he smiled.

"Tell you what, let's get this inventory finished and then we can take a shower, how's that?" I asked.

Fallon ran his tongue between his lips and shook his head.

It took us about thirty-five minutes to go from room to room to see what I had and estimate the boxes and furniture. We ended up in front of the bathroom.

He looked at me and I smiled, "Are we finished with the inventory?" I asked.

Fallon just shook his head. "Do you want the estimate now, or do you want to wait until after the shower?

"Let's wait, I may get a better estimate if we do," I teased.

I went into the room and turned on the cold water. I stripped off my shirt and stepped out of my shorts and into the spray.

Fallon licked his lips as I stepped into the shower.

"Are your going to join me?" I asked.

He tore off his shirt and fumbled with his belt trying to release his jeans. Finally, he was successful and as his boxers dropped to the floor; a nine-inch cock said hello to me.

"What time will your husband be home?" he asked as he stepped under the water with me.

"My boyfriend will be home in a couple of hours, " I whispered as he kissed me under the spray.

"I want to be gone before he gets home, I saw those guns in the closet," he said shyly.

"Don't worry about him; I have him completely under my control," I cooed as I ran my tongue down his throat.

His hand fell between my legs as his mouth sucked my left breast. He flicked the nipple with the tip of his tongue and lightening struck my pussy.

He grabbed my buttocks and pulled me close to him as I was pinned between him and the wall. His cock probed my body searching for her opening.

I slid my hand down to guide him into my hungry pussy.

As his manhood slid effortlessly into my pussy, he sighed and his hips charged towards me. My head hit against the ceramic wall as he fucked me wildly.

I held to him to keep from slipping into the tub. He was like an animal in heat. His passion, like a fire, burned in his prick and my pussy. His thrusts were deep and hard, driven by pure lust. 

His mouth wandered over the parts of my body, licking and sucking. He searched for new ways to please me and touched me in places I didn't know existed.

His cum filled my pussy and then flowed down my legs. His prick slipped from me, completely spent and he sat on the side of the tub trying to catch his breath.

I slipped down the wall and rested in the cold spray. My legs splayed so the water could excite me even more.

"I'm sorry, ma'am," he breathed.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I didn't give you any pleasure, I was an animal just wanting to have se x to release myself," he confessed.

"Well, that happens sometimes, but there's no hurry, we can slow it down in the bedroom, if you would like to try again." I cooed.

He smiled and licked a drop of water off of my nipple. He stepped out of the tub and extended his hand to assist me out of the water.

I led the way to the bed and lay down, wet, on the sheets.

Fallon's cock had already regained its size. I was thrilled to see that. I spread my legs and licked my lips.




On the Move



"I'm going to take it slow this time, ma'am; I want to hear you moan and call out for more," he whispered in my wet hair. 

First he knelt between my legs and stuck his long tongue on my clit. He tickled her and teased her for a nice long time. He pushed back the hood and sucked her into his mouth. Lightly, he nibbled on the head and fireworks shot through my body and exploded in my mind.

The lava flowed thickly and slowly; the bones in my legs melted away as he continued to play with my clit like no man had ever done.

I couldn't talk. I couldn't even move. Moaning was my only means of communication.

The more I moaned the deeper pleasure Fallon provided. When he was satisfied that he had given me the pleasure he felt I deserved, he took his thick prick into his hand and started rubbing it again.

I pulled my self up on m knees and crawled between his legs. Licking my lips I sucked his cock into my mouth.

"Mmmm," I moaned as I sucked his length deep into my throat.

"Ahhhh!" he sighed as he fell backwards onto the bed.

My mouth pumped his cock as a tight pussy would. Slick and fast to start then slow, deep and glutinous once I had his salty cum begging to explode.

He held tight to my shoulders and pumped his hips towards my face as I sucked him deep inside my hot orifice.

The hot, salty taste of his precum excited me and I licked savagely to get every drop of it. I slammed my mouth as deep as I could over his hard cock and slid it in and out of my throat.

Fallon moaned and his legs jerked from the pleasure I bestowed upon his cock. I put my middle finger up his as and found his prostate and massaged lightly.

With my other hand, I massaged his tight balls. He breathed deeply trying to hold on until the pleasure was so intense that it would cause the wonderful explosion he desired.

I could feel the pressure mounting in his dick and his hips pushed it deeper down my throat. I tried to pull back so I could taste and swallow it on my own terms. I had just succeeded when he exploded.

He grabbed my head and held it in place while his hose released all of its fluid into my mouth. Then, his hands fell off of my head; he sighed and fell limp onto the bed.

"Wow! I think I love you," he whispered.

I giggled, "No, you were just horny," I assured him.

"I estimate that if I can get a couple of more of these before I leave, your move will be free!" Fallon teased.

"Well, that's great for me. I'm sure James will like that idea too!" I whispered as I tried to catch my breath.

"Oh, we can't tell him the terms of the agreement. I want to live to be an old man!" he confided.

"You needn't worry about James, he will be thrilled," I promised.

"Yeah, right," he sighed.

"How many guys do you think it will take to get the job done, start to finish?" I asked.

"There will be me and two other guys," he told me. "Probably Quinn and Mario. It's their turn to take a long run."

"Hmmm, tell me about them, please," I pleaded.

"Quinn is a tall black man, looks like a brick building. He's good with the big stuff," he detailed for me.

"Mario is quiet but strong as an ox. Dago, I think, maybe Spanish. Nice guy though. Your stuff will be taken care of with them. And of course I won't let anything happen to it," he smiled those pearly whites at me. 

Fallon's prick started growing again and he reached down and touched it.

"Ma'am, do you mind if we do this just one more time before your boyfriend gets home? I promise I'll pay for the move if we do. I haven't had anything like you in months," he begged.

I looked at the clock, chuckled and said, "As long as we take it nice and slow and you fuck me real deep."

"Yes, ma'am, I can do that now that I've cum two times," he promised.

He leaned over and kissed me hard on the mouth his tongue darting into my throat. I pulled his weight onto me and felt his abundant cock penetrate my pussy as his hips crashed down on me.

I placed my hand on the small of his back to control his thrusts. I wanted this to last until James was here. I wanted him to find Fallon fucking me and watch his dicklett get excited.

Then I would show him how big Fallon is and tell him what a wimp boy he is. I would make him pull off his jeans to show Fallon why I needed him to fuck me all day.

Fallon was slow and deliberate this time. He kissed me deep and sucked my nipples causing lightening to flash in my clit.

Then he lifted his hips high over me and slowly slid his thick cock deep in my cunt pulling up and down once he hit the wall. A few strokes later, he would pull almost all out of me and the ridge of his head would slide in and out of m y pussy just catching my clit then rushing back inside.

My breasts turned to marble and my nipples begged to be sucked. I guided his mouth to my tender nipples and forced him to take them in.

Once he discovered them he licked and slurped then into his mouth. Then he would release all but the nipples, which he would catch in his teeth and gently nibble.

The thrill shot fire down my legs and I moaned and cried out for more.

"Fallon, I need you in me like flowers need sunlight and rain! I need to feel your manhood as you take control of my body," I cooed.

"Fuck me deep and hard! Bang your cock into me and make me scream your name!" I begged.

This turned his blood to fire and he became an animal once again. He pounded his body against mine and growled each time the tip of his cock rammed into my G-spot causing me to cry out in pleasure.

"FUCK ME FALLON, FUCK ME GOOD!" Show me what I need and want!" I screamed as his large hard prick penetrated my body.

I heard the door open and knew James was home.

"I want it now, Fallon, I want you to give me your seed and make me want you for always! FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARD!" I screamed.

"AHHHHHH!" he yelled.

"YES! Beg me baby! Beg me for what you want!" he demanded.

"I want your big cock to pour its hot lava into my wanton cunt and make me beg for more!" I pleaded, "GIVE IT TO ME!" I begged. 

Fallon raised his hips high above me just as James walked into the room. His body slammed down on mine. We both screamed in ecstasy.

I turned to James as soon as I recovered and he had a broad smile on his face. Fallon had not seen him yet, thank goodness.

His hips were pistoning my open cunt and his legs were beginning to wobble.

"FUCK!" he screamed as his hot seed left his body and poured into mine.

"Clap, clap, clap," James showed his enthusiasm as Fallon's cum flowed thickly into me and overflowed onto the bed.

Fallon turned quickly and shrank at seeing James standing in the doorway.

"Man, honest, it was her that wanted this, I didn't attack her. Tell him, ma'am!" he begged.

James smiled, "Honey, I'm home!"

"Hi, honey; meet Fallon, he's going to be doing our move for us," I said calmly.

Fallon, this is James, he's very pleased with the way you just fucked me," I assured him.

James turned to put his coat in the closet.

"Please, man, don't kill me! I'm too young to die over a piece of pussy!" he begged.

James laughed, "I won't kill you man, but I will thank you for taking care of my Lady."

"James, take off your jeans and show Fallon what I have to look at every day," I commanded him.

He stepped out of them and stood there naked from the waist down. His small three and half inch dicklett hanging useless.

"See why I need your cock to fulfill me?" I asked.

Fallon sat there, naked with his mouth open. "Sorry, man, what happened to you?" he asked James.

"It just never grew," was his response.

"Come see James, look at this really big cock that fucked me all afternoon!" I commanded.

He came over to the bed and I took Fallon's prick in my hand. "Fell how thick it is even after it's lost it's steam," I told him.

James reached out and touched the shaft of Fallon's cock then ran his fingers over its head.

"I know you loved that," he whispered.

"Yeah, I did, and he has two other partners that will be joining us when we move," I licked my lips and smiled.

"Thank you, Master Fallon, for taking care of my Lady," he said again.

Bring your dicklett over here, James. I want you to see what a real man does to my pussy!" I said to him.

"Yes, Ma'am, please sow me what Master Fallon did to your pussy," he begged.

Fallon watched surprised as James came over to me.

I spread my legs and he knelt between them.

"Stick that cocklett of yours into my hot pussy. Feel the head from his passion and see if you can feel my pussy walls!" I instructed him.

James took his small cock in his hand and rubbed it to make it hard. Then he guided it into the cavernous hole created by Fallon's dick. It slipped in easily and he started pumping his hips in and out. Each time he pulled back his cocklett fell out and he had to re-insert it.

I'm sorry, Ma'am, it won't stay in your large cunt because Master Fallon stretched it too much. I am useless to you and not worthy of your love, my Lady! Please forgive me and let me lick his thick seed out of your pussy!" he begged.

Fallon looked at me with a question in his eyes. "What is going on here?" he pleaded.

James took the rein, "Master Fallon, I do love my Lady very much but I am unable to fulfill her sexual desires. I am unworthy of her love so she takes on lovers, such as you, to show me how fortunate I am to be in her presence," he clarified.

"When I see a real man please my Lady, I am made more aware of he gift She give me each day that She allows me to be with her," James explained. "You do me a great service, Master Fallon, by providing my Lady what she needs and desires. I pay homage to you for your large dick!"

"I pay homage to my Mistress for providing for me the lessons of how unworthy I am of her and the pleasure to suck your valuable seed from her magnificent pussy," he said.

Fallon sat there mystified as James climbed onto the bed and buried his face in my pussy. When he started licking the salty cum from my cunt, Fallon's mouth hung open in amazement.

"How did you teach this guy to do this?" he questioned.

"Actually, he taught me," I confessed. "But I do love it, don't you?"

"I don't know how I feel about it, to tell you the truth. I think the most significant feeling I have right now is that I'm glad he didn't come out of that closet with a gun in his hand," Fallon breathed deeply.

He watched James licking at my pussy and swallowing the thick cum he had deposited into me and jus shook his head. I leaned over and kissed him.

"If you were a woman, would you want a man like you or one like James?" I asked.

"One like me, of course!" he bragged.

"Well, so would I, but you see, I love him and he is a good mate. Plus, he lets me have all of the men like you I want," I smiled.

He took a deep breath and started dressing.

James finished his cleanup just as Fallon was putting on his shoes. He sat up and shook Fallon's hand.

"So, how much is this move going to cost us, Fallon?" he asked.

"You really want me to do the move after what I just did to your lady?" he asked surprised.

"Yeah, because of what you just did for my Lady, man; my Mistress tells me you have two other guys working with you?" James asked.

"Well, yeah, I do and I know it will take the three of us to do the move," he explained.

"Do you think they will be interested in fucking my Lady?" he asked.

Fallon took a deep breath, "Is this for real, man?" he asked.

"Yes," James answered.

"Yeah, they'll do it; they'll be glad to," he assured James.

"Do you think they would mind if I watch them do it?" James questioned excited.

"James, I'll have to ask them before I can give you an answer to that one!" he said honestly.

"That's cool," James responded. "I really liked the taste of your cum man, thanks for giving that to Her."

"So, what is the number we're looking at?" James asked again.

Fallon looked at me then back at James, "Man, I promised your lady that if we had really good sex I would pay for the move and a promise is a my word," he told James.

"I can't let you do that," James argued.

"I can't do it if you don't, man; especially if you let me fuck her again and again! Fallon explained.

"Okay, it's a deal, then," James conceded. "When do we get to meet the other guys?"

"When is it convenient for the two of you?" Fallon asked.

James looked at me and I said, "Tomorrow evening is good for me."

James turned and looked at Fallon.

"Tomorrow it is then" Fallon replied.

I crawled out of the bed and escorted Fallon to the front door with James trailing behind. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him passionately.

"I really enjoyed your fantastic dick today and I look forward to enjoying more of you," I cooed and kissed him again.

His hand reached between my legs and found my wetness. "I'll see you tomorrow night, I promise!" 

I turned and ran to James.

"This has been just the best of days!" I squealed. "I wish you could have been here to watch and play along." 

He laughed, "I wish so, too. I could tell that you were having a great time!"

"Oh, and Gavin dropped by this morning; he wanted a blow job. He is so unaware of what's going on. I had boxes all over the place; I told him I was packing to move and he said, after I gave it to him, 'Thanks, I'll see you soon.'

"Well, he won't be a bother much longer, I guess he was a bad choice?" James thought aloud.

"It's okay, we have at least one great Bull to help us move and I guess tomorrow we will learn about the other two," I said excitedly.

We did a little more packing and James fixed a great meal with what was left in the kitchen. We ate and talked more about my day. It was exciting reliving it and telling James all that we had shared. His dicklett grew and after dinner he masturbated in front of me.

Snuggled on the couch and watched some senseless TV. We always become intertwined when watching the boob tube. Our arms and legs get mixed up in one another; we become one and we don't know where first ends or the other begins. I really like sharing TV with James.

I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew, I was waking up next to him in our bed. I rolled over and whispered, "I'm sorry I fell asleep on you last night."

"Mmmmm, it was nice carrying you back to bed… I took advantage of you" he teased. 

"Did I enjoy it?" I chided

"Yes, you said I was the best cuck you have ever had!" he bragged.

Giggling, I said, "I must have been delirious!"

He rolled over and kissed me then he rolled off of the bed. I heard the water running in the tub and knew it was time for me to get moving but I just wanted to lie there and enjoy the song of the birds outside our window.

James returned and lifted my limp, resistant body out of the bed.

"Come my Lady, you must prepare for this beautiful day! You mustn't let it shine brighter than you!"

He carried me into the bathroom and dropped me into the warm bath he had prepared. He gently washed yesterday off of me and prepared me for the day ahead. 

As I soaked, he brought me coffee and a muffin. I relaxed and let him massage my back and soap me up. By the time I had finished eating, he was lifting me out of the tub.

James dried me and helped me dress then he kissed me good-bye, "I'll be home early to meet the other two guys. Have fun if they get here before I do!" 

"Oh, I definitely will! Have a wonderful time at the office today," I called after him.

I busied myself packing more boxes but my mind was on this evening and meeting Mario and Quinn. The thought of feeling Fallon in me again was making my pussy wet.

I tried hard to concentrate on the job at hand, but my hand kept going to the places he had excited. I daydreamed of how it would be to be with him and possibly have two other beautiful bodies colliding with mine. 

The thought was so perfect that I even let James join in the fun. I could just see him cleaning up these nice cocks, his mouth full of them. I could hear them teasing him and laughing at his dicklett. They would pinch it and flick it with their fingernails then laugh at him. 

Oh, I just knew this would drive James wild! I could see the look on his face as they chastised him and laughed as their massive cocks pumped in and out of my wet cunt.

These thoughts got me through the long day. I accomplished more than I had thought possible by the time I stopped for lunch. I sat by the window and ate a sandwich; daydreams were still dancing in my head. 

My hand fell to my lap and my fingers found my damp pussy. In and out I moved them as the fluids squished with each inward thrust. I wanted a hard dick in me. I went into the bedroom and found my strap on and pulled the ten-inch dong off of it.

I lay on the couch and spread my legs. I slowly pushed the blue dong into my soaked snatch. I heard the squishing sound as it made its way through my juices. 

My cunt was like a vacuum pulling the fake prick deep into her. When I went to extract it she tried to hold onto it and keep it in her. I used two hands to enjoy this instrument. One to push it in and out of my cunt and the other to play with my clit.

I needed a man's tongue to assist me in reaching my desired pleasure. His tongue on my clit would have left my hand free to massage my breast and tweak my left nipple sending fire to my already stimulated clit.

Finally, I felt the lava coming. It wasn't as good as when Fallon or Gavin fucked me, but my legs got warm and they trembled. My body convulsed from the delight of the stimulation.

I lay there on the sofa and let the warmth of my orgasm flow through me wishing I had James licking me clean. The breeze was flowing through the house and it danced around my sensitive clit. I felt delightful!

I must have dozed off. I was awakened by a knock at the door. Realizing that I was nude and a dong was laying beside me, I jumped up and pushed the dong between the cushions. Then I ran and threw a dress over my body.

When I opened the door, it was Fallon and two very beautiful specimens of the male creature. I turned and looked at the clock. It was four-thirty. I had slept for about an hour and a half.

"Hey, Fallon! Good to see you again!" I smiled, kissed him, and eyed his two companions. 

"Hello, Ma'am, it's good to see you again too. Is James home yet?" he asked.

"No, but he should be here soon. Won't you come in?" I invited and opened the door further for them to enter.

He looked around at his co-workers and they were staring at me. "Yes, ma'am it is cooler in there, I know. We would appreciate that," he said as he stepped inside followed by his co-workers. 

"Ma'am, this is Mario, he is really strong and a hard worker; he says he'll like going up north with us," he paused.

"Hi, Mario, I am glad to meet you won't you come in and make yourself comfortable? I love your blue eyes they are so intense. James should be home soon and if not we can start without him," I cooed.

"Yes, ma'am," he smiled as he took off his hat and stepped inside. 

"This brute, ma'am is Quinn; he looks like a clumsy ox, I know, but he will be very gentle with your precious china and anything else that you might be concerned with," Fallon detailed for me.

Quinn took my hand and kissed it, "It's my pleasure to meet you, my Lady!"

"Thank you, Quinn; I'm pleased to meet you too. You look like you work out a lot. Nice arms," I smiled as I took back my hand.

He smiled, "Thanks, ma'am it will be a delight to move you, I'm sure!" 

"Please have a seat if you can find one in all the packing. I'm almost finished now. Would any of you like a cold glass of water or a coke?" I asked.

"Ma'am, I would like a glass of water, please," Mario asked.

"Certainly, anyone else while I'm in there?" I offered.

There were no takers. I went into the kitchen and brought him a glass of water.




On the Move



We talked for a while and I got to hear about their careers as construction workers and how they became involved in the moving business. 

I learned that Quinn had fallen off of a three-story building and broke his leg. He was unable to work for two months and still has problems when the weather is wet. "Moving is less dangerous and I meet a lot of nice people here. Plus, I get to places I have never been before, he told me.

Mario told me that his wife didn't think it was safe up there on the buildings and they got into really bad fights when he worked on sights with sky scrapers. "When Fallon talked about starting this business, it sounded like a way to get her off my back and the money was almost as good as up on the buildings," he said.

"So, this business was your idea?" I asked Fallon.

"Yes, ma'am, I got tired of seeing my friends get hurt. I had fallen off a building myself, a guy wasn't paying attention and ran a wheel barrel into me and pushed me off two stories. I only broke my arm, but I got to thinking that there had to be a better way, he related.

"Well, I for one am glad that you did. For more than one reason," I smiled slyly.

Sitting there looking at these three beautiful men got my juices flowing again. Mario was about five foot eight inches tall. His dark hair just below his ears and those eyes of his seemed to penetrate me. His hands appeared smooth for a man who worked hard for a living. 

Quinn was more relaxed than Mario. His large hands rested on his knees as he sat in the recliner, refusing to relax in it. His eyes darted around the mess, I guess he was trying to think of something to say.

"Fallon, did you tell the guys everything about the move?" I asked.

Fallon's eyes shifted between his two co-workers and then rested on mine. "Yes ma'am, it was my understanding that was expected of me," he stressed'

"That's good, Fallon, thank you," I praised him. He was as nervous as a cat over water.

"So guys, what do you think? Do I look like someone you would like to play with? Does the idea appeal to you?" I smiled and licked my lips as I glanced at each of them.

Quinn took a deep breath, "Ma'am, are you sure that your boyfriend would let us do that to you?" he asked with fear in his eyes. 

"He would be disappoint if you didn't especially you, Quinn! He loves to see me with black men!" I informed him.

"Would you like a test run before he comes home?" I asked.

The three of them sat there looking at one another each waiting for the others to speak first. I stood up, took off my dressed and walked into the bedroom.

Quinn was the first to venture back. His eyes were wide and his cock was pushing against the zipper of his jeans when he saw me masturbating on the bed. 

"Ma'am, my I join you? Are you sure you're boyfriend won't kill me? Fallon tells me he has guns in his closet, ma'am," he spoke nervously.

"He won't kill you, Quinn; he'll probably shake your hand and thank you, but he won't kill you," I promised.

"Now, come over here and let's release the pressure that zipper is putting on that tool of yours," I said as I licked my lips.

He smiled and walked slowly and cautiously towards the bed. I saw Fallon peeking in.

"Come join us Fallon, you know I love what you do to me!" I begged.

He stripped off his shirt and was unzipping his pants as he headed for the bed.

Finally, Mario got the courage to enter the room. He was bulging so much that he looked deformed.

"Please tell me we are not going to die today. My wife would not like that at all!" he pleaded.

"No one will die as long as your hearts are strong," I promised.

He pulled off his shoes and tore his pants off as he joined us on the bed.

"Who goes first?" Mario asked.

"Why don't we all go together?" I suggested."I will sit on Quinn's cock while Mario fucks my ass and I will suck Fallon's prick! How does that sound? Then we can rotate!" I recommended.

"That sounds fair," Quinn was quick to answer.

"Yeah," the other two agreed.

I invited Quinn to lay on the bed. His pole was hard, thick and ready; precum already sparkled on his head. 

Mounting him, I asked Fallon to straddle him so that I could put prick in my mouth. I didn't have to give Mario any instructions, but I did have to make him put a condom on.

"Why do I have to wear a condom?" he questioned.

"Because your prick is going in my ass and it helps lubricate it and you won't get shit on you," I told him. When you go to another position you will not have to wear one," I promised him. 

He took one out of the drawer next to the bed, put it on and then placed the head of his cock at my ass. 

"Fallon, would you hand Mario the lubricant so that he doesn't tear my butt too badly?" I asked.

Fallon handed it to him and then pulled up beside me instead of straddling Quinn.

"I will get tired standing and if you suck me like you did yesterday, then I would fall, so I think it's better I just give you my cock form here; is that okay?" he explained.

"Yes, that works," I answered, licked my lips and took his cock into my mouth.

'Mmmmm," he sighed. 

Mario started fucking my ass slowly, working his thick cock in deeper and deeper with each thrust. He was slow and cautious not to hurt me. His large shaft felt wonderful as it pushed its way deep into me.

Quinn held my hips in his large hands pushing my body up and down on his massive prick. Each time he pulled me down on him he pressed his dick deeper into my pussy. I pulled up then he would push me back down on his staff.

I sucked Fallon's cock into my throat and rolled my tongue up and down the length of his shaft. Then I pulled my head back and brought the tip of his cock to my lips. 

I ran my tongue around the thick head and stuck the tip of my tongue into the hole. Then I sucked hard and fucked the head with my soft lips. He grabbed my head and tried to still my motions.

I sucked him deep into my throat again and ran my lips the length of his shaft and back out to its head. I kept this motion going fast then slow. I was driving him crazy and he tried to control my motions.

Quinn had totally taken control of my movements up and down on his prick. I released all of my control there to him. He would push my pussy to the tip of his cock and slowly push me up and down over his head. Every time that the ridge of his bulbous head would catch on the inside of my pussy a shot of fire would shoot through me.

Fallon reached down and started massaging my breasts while I pulled his cock in and out of my mouth. He squeezed them hard as I rode the carrousel of Quinn's prick.

I heard the front door open and knew that James had come home. He quietly came to the doorway and I saw him smiling. He stood there watching and I saw his hand go to his dicklett.

Mario had really started fucking my ass fast. I guessed that he was close to coming. I increased the speed at which Quinn was allowing me to ride his prick and sucked on Fallon's dick harder and with more enthusiasm.

Quinn tried to slow me but I refused to be guided any longer. I knew I wanted all three to spray together and it was close for Mario and I had to force the others.

I sucked and pumped and just as Mario spewed his seed into the condom in my ass, I swallowed Fallon deep in my throat and ran my finger into his ass and pressed on his prostate. His seed flowed into my mouth; I released the hold I had on him and let his sperm filled my mouth.

My increased friction on Quinn's wonderful tool caused his salty cum to rise towards me and soon he spilled the thick fluid into my hot snatch banging against my G-spot causing an explosion to ricochet throughout my body. I slumped over him as his cock shrunk in me.

Then I rolled off of him and his prick slid from my pussy, cum trickled out. James quickly jumped between my legs and started licking up the excess as it ran out. 

Mario saw James and a shocked look passed over his face. He pulled off the condom; I took it from his hands. 

I waited until James had stopped the flow from my pussy then handed him the condom. He opened it up and licked the thick fluid out of it. Mario's jaw dropped.

Fallon sat up and said, "Hey James, glad you got home!"

Mario and Quinn just sat there; staring, wondering what was going to happen now.

James raised a hand and Fallon shook it. 

"How was it, Fallon? As good as yesterday?" James asked.

"Better with two guys to compete with," Fallon admitted. "Kept me on my toes knowing that I had to please this unstoppable woman," he laughed.

James looked around at Quinn and Mario; both of them looked scared and guilty.

"Thanks guys for taking care of my Lady," he said.

Fallon made the introductions, "This is Quinn," he said, tapping him on the shoulder. 

"Nice to meet you," James said reaching for his hand. 

He pointed to Mario and said, "That's Mario, and they are going to help with the move and your lady."

"Thanks guy!" James shook his hand.

He looked at me lying there naked and disheveled, a smile on his face and asked, "Were they as good as they looked to me? I came all over myself when Mario filled your ass, did you know that?"

"Oh, I like that it excited you!" I said pleased.

Mario and Quinn hadn't said a word. They just sat there dumbfounded looking like they were wondering why James hadn't pulled out the guns.

"They just can't believe you let them fuck your lady and not get pissed," Fallon explained.

"James, show these guys why!" I commanded.

James dropped is pants and there hung his little dicklett still covered with the thin cum he had shot when Mario came.

"That's a baby's prick!" Quinn pointed. "Can you even get that thing up?" he laughed.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry you have to put up with that worm, I will not let you down. I am sad for you," he leaned over, kissed me and put his hand on my crouch.

"Clean up time," James smiled. "Which one first my Lady?"

I looked at James' prick and it was standing at attention. He needed that attention and the humiliation to appreciate what the guys had done for him and me.

"Do Fallon, since he knows what's going on and Mario and Quinn will see that it is okay," I instructed.

Fallon lay back on the pillow and James crawled between his legs. He took his deflated cock into his mouth and started sucking it. My hand went between my legs and started playing with my clit.

"Man, you're sick, Fallon," Quinn yelled. "I didn't know you were a pansy!"

Fallon reached over and punched him. 

"I'm not a pansy, this is something the Lady demands of you if you want to fuck her. Actually it's not all that bad. I felt the same way as you the first time she made me do it," he protested.

"I'm not doing it," Mario objected.

"Well, Fallon, you will just have to find someone else to fill in for Mario," I said.

"Wait a minute, I want to do this move, I just don't want that sissy to suck my cock," Mario complained, "And I want to fuck you some more!"

"Then you must let James clean you, if that is what you desire," I explained to him.

"Okay sissy, hurry up and do me so I can get dressed!" he demanded.

James had just finished with Fallon and he rolled over and caught Mario's cock in his mouth. I heard a sigh escape Mario's lips as James pulled his prick into his mouth.

It didn't take long for Mario's cock to start to enlarge. He became embarrassed and pushed James off of him.

"It's all right," I said, "that's a natural reaction to having your prick sucked."

Quinn had sat quietly through the entire interaction between Mario and Fallon. 

When James looked at him he looked at me. I shook my head yes and he shook his no. 

"Oh well, then I guess it's Quinn you need to replace, especially since he's the one with my juices on him," I told Fallon.

"Shit!" Quinn said, "Come on, asshole, but you had better not do anything funny!" he demanded.

James cleaned him in record time and then rolled over and crawled between my legs. He parted my lips and stuck the tip of his tongue around my opening.

"Mmmm, it feels good, how does it taste?" I asked.

He peeked over my belly and said, "He's real salty but it's sweet."

"Take your time. He left plenty and I don't want you to miss one drop!" I whispered.

As James extracted Quinn's cum from my cavity, Fallon leaned over me and started licking and sucking my clit. 

"Ohhhh yeah!" I sighed as the fire started again.

Quinn bent over and started sucking my left nipple and Mario took the right one. I lay there and just basked in the warmth of there sucking.

When they finished my body was jello; it shook and wiggled. 

"Actually this wasn't as bad as I thought it would be," Quinn admitted to James. "I think it will be fun playing with you and the Lady."

"Yeah," Mario agreed.

"Great! You guys want a beer?" James offered.

"Nah, we have to go start getting ready for this move," Fallon said.

"We're leaving Saturday morning to go find a house up there. We'll be back on Monday morning and will probably be ready to leave by the following weekend. Does that work with your schedule?" James asked as he walked them to the door.

The guys dressed and I lay there in the glow of the warm feelings that were flowing through my body.

I was too weak to move. My legs and arms were not responding to my mind's demands.

"Yeah, that's a plan!" I heard Fallon say. 

Then he called back to me, "Good night beautiful lady!"

"Thank you guys," I was able to call back.

James came back after he started the water running in the tub. 

"They took real good care of you, didn't they?" he grinned. "I love seeing you get fucked like that!"

I giggled and said, "Yes, it was quiet a wonderful feeling! And I am so relaxed that I can't move."

He laughed and carried me into the bathroom and sat me in the warm water. It relaxed me even more and I lay there allowing James do all of the work.

He lifted my arm and then went for the soap and my arm splashed into the water. 

"Come on, you must cooperate!" he demanded.

"I can't hold it up, my body is like putty!" I defended my actions.

He washed me quickly so that he could go start dinner and get me into bed. He helped me out of the tub and sat me on the toilet seat. He ran to get a warm robe and wrapped me in it then helped me to the recliner in the living room.

After dinner, James carried me to bed and massaged my back and legs. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.

The next morning James fixed me breakfast then rushed off to work. I finished packing and started getting thing ready for our trip the following morning. I was so busy the day slipped away before I knew it.

James came home with pasta from Semolina's and we talked about our trip while we filled our stomachs. 

"There are a lot of neat houses up there for rent because there are so many college students. I'm sure that we will find exactly what we are looking for," he asured me.

"Yes, the agent I spoke with said she had some really nice ones in mind to show us," I shared with him.

"Well, there are a few neighborhoods I am looking into because they are just comfortable," he said.

"Will I be able to meet any of your friends while we're there?" I asked.

"If they're around, yeah!" he laughed.

After dinner we strolled into the bedroom and James tucked me in and turned on the nightlight to do some reading before he went to sleep. I lay with my head on his lap and fell asleep. 

The alarm woke me Saturday morning at five. James came in with hot coffee and an English muffin with cheese and Canadian bacon. 

"Good morning, beautiful, he greeted me and kissed my forehead.

"Mmmm, thank you," I said and took a sip of coffee and a bite of my breakfast.

"I laid out some clothes for you and have packed the car with the suitcases you left by the door. As soon as you finish breakfast, we're ready to go," James informed me.

When I finished eating, I dressed and looked around to see that James had taken everything to the truck. I went outside; he was putting an ice chest in the back and filling it with bottles of water and soft drinks.

"I'm ready when you are," I called to him.

"Let's go, I'd like to be there before three," he said. "It's a five hour drive to our destination.

"I called around this morning while you were sleeping, to see who was going to be around while we're up there and a few of my friends will be there tomorrow," He informed me.

"Great. I'm really looking forward to meeting your friends," I told him.

"There's a lot I want to show you once we find a house. I want to go to the camp and take you to some of the good restaurants to feed you," he shared with me.

"Oh, I'm really getting excited! Look, we're getting into hills! I didn't know we had hills in Louisiana," I laughed.

"Yeah, you're going to love the terrain up here," he smiled. "And there are lots of trees, streams and plenty of neat things to do outside."

I laid back and watched the scenery change and listened to the wonderful music James played in the tape player. The time passed faster than I thought we got into town for two-thirty.

James had no problem finding the real-estate office. Sally was a slight blonde with green eyes and an affinity toward bald men. She couldn't keep her eyes and oftentimes her hands off of James.

As we walked to her car, she put her arm through James'. He looked at me and I smiled.

"So James, do you have any idea what you would like?" Sally drooled.

"Well, WE were looking for something comfortable with lots of light and really close to nature.

"I have some really nice places picked out for you and if you don't find something you like we'll just find more for you to look at. I have found most homes in the price range you suggested, she cooed.

"That's good," he replied.

The first home she showed us was a two story colonial house with a large back yard that had a few trees. It was well landscaped with lots of flowers.

"As you see, James, there is a lot of plants and there is a nice sun room in the front of the house with lots of light," she told him.

Since I have no green thumb we opted not to consider that one without a word to one another. James knew my wants and desires for this new house.

She showed us several other large homes that were too roomy for us and not really as comfortable as we desired. Sally never asked me how I liked any of them. Her entire focus was on James. She was sure that it was up to him. James, fortunately, knew what I liked and wanted. I sat in the back seat of her car and didn't say a word.

In each house, James came up to me, kissed me on the back of the neck and whispered, "We'll find it, she's just a little dingy." 

This made me laugh and Sally always looked around to see what she might be missing.

After about two hours of homes that didn't interest us, she had exhausted the bigger homes and finally moved to the smaller, cozier ones.

There were several nice houses but many didn't have enough light for me or lacked the greenery. Some had a lot of trees and flowers but lacked the light.

Finally, Sally stumbled upon the perfect home. James and I both smiled when she drove into the driveway. This house was positioned last on a dead end street. Surrounded by tall Oaks, Maples and several other trees it was like a sanctuary. There was a stream just below the property and a nice little yard in the back.

James snuck up behind me and said, "Wouldn't you love to lay on a hammock under these wonderful trees?

I laughed and said, "Only if you were licking my pussy as I did so!"

"Okay! Let's take it," he said.

Sally saw us talking and came running over to us.

"Oh, let's go see the inside now!" she said to James as she led him by the arm into the house.

I lingered a little longer exploring the yard. I felt at home here. 




On the Move



When I made my way inside, Sally was telling James all that he could do with the windows.

"Well, I'm sure my Lady will have a lot of great ideas on that," he said loud enough for me to hear.

"Oh, I'll bet you have a lot of great ideas too," she cooed, "I can just imagine what you would do with the windows."

The house had hard wood floors, something I had always wanted, and windows that went around the whole living room. An identical set of windows bordered the walls of the bedroom. I opened a few and a breeze flowed through the entire house.

I walked into the kitchen. I liked it, small enough not to get too cluttered and lots more windows. I was in love, it was comfortable and cozy.

I went down the hallway and looked in the bath and across the hall, Sally hand here hands all over James. She looked up and saw me. She jumped back like she had been hit, taking her hands off of him.

She quickly walked over to the closet and said, "Look at all of the closet space you have here, James.

"Look, baby, you'll have plenty of room for all of those dresses you have," he called to me in the hall.

I laughed ad called back. "Good, maybe I'll buy some more.

Sally walked out of the bedroom and into the second bedroom. 

"This one is larger and you may want to put your clothes in here so James has room for his," she finally spoke to me.

"I think we'll take it," I said.

James came and stood by me; Sally did not respond to m declaration. We started to walk outside and Sally followed us out.

"Well, did you like the house?" she asked James.

"I said we'll take it," I answered her.

She looked at me and turned to James, "But do you like it James?"

"My Lady likes it and that's all that matters to me," he responded.

"Okay," Sally said as she took his are and walked him to the car.

I followed and climbed in the backseat once again. When we returned to the office, James went inside to sign the paperwork. I went to the truck and grabbed a bottle of water then joined him inside.

Sally was still touching him as he signed the rental papers. "If you decide you don't like that house within the next ninety-days, just let me know and I'll find you another one that will much better match YOUR taste." She said as she looked up at me.

"I'm sure we'll be very happy in that house," he said to her.

"Oh, you want me to move in with you?" she cooed.

"No, I meant that my Lady and me would be happy in the house," he clarified.

"Oh," Sally said and went to sit at her desk.

She handed James the keys to the house and said "Good-bye," very coldly.

He grabbed me around the waist and kissed me passionately in front of her before we walked out.

"Thanks for helping us find that wonderful place, Sally, " he called as we left.

Once the door was closed behind us, I started laughing out loud.

"She wanted you, baby. You should have given her what she wanted," I teased.

"Yeah, right, better to leave her with her fantasies," he hugged me and led me back to the truck.

"Now it's time for me to show you the town. You will like it, I'm sure. What do you want to eat?" he asked.

"Hmmmm, I don't know. Find someplace I would love," I insisted.

"Okay, I have just the place," he said as he started zigzagging through the streets. I know one day I'll find my way around this small town, but don't ask me how we got there or where it is.

It was a cozy little place with a buffet. We had to wait in line for a few minutes for a table. Then James saw some people he knew. They were people he would be working with once we moved. They invited us to sit at their table.

The menu was simple and delicious real down home cooking. We had pork chops and green beans with warm cornbread. I went back for seconds of the bread pudding.

James introduced me to his friends and colleagues. They talked about mutual friends and work. It was interesting listening. I learned a about programs that were amazingly simple but helped kids cope with life's problems.

There was lots of laughter and it was comfortable and fun being with them. I looked forward to spending more time with them.

After lunch, James took me to the camp. It was deep in the woods and as we hiked to the cabin he pointed out animal tracks and signs that animals had been in the area. It was so much fun, listening to him and learning new things from him.

There was a beautiful lake on the land and the cabin over looked it. We walked around and picked wild flowers. James took the camera from me, sat me on the side of a flat bottom boat and took a picture of me with the flowers in my hands.

It was close to dusk and we were tired. We went to the hotel and checked in. The room was beautiful. A king-size bed, desk, two chairs and a hassock furnished it.

I started getting horny. James climbed between my legs and performed cunnilingus. My juices flowed and he massaged my clit. After a half an hour, I was even hornier.

James kissed me and picked up the phone. "Hey man, it's James, are you busy?"

"Yeah, we are in town to find a house." … "Yes we found one, it's just what we wanted" … "Is your wife up?"… "You want to take care of my Lady?" … "Room 203." I heard his side of the conversation then he hung up the phone.

"I have someone coming over to take care of you. He is a state cop and has been a Bull before," he assured me. "His name is Joshua."

"Oh, is he going to tear me down as his namesake did the walls of Jericho?" I teased.

"Awe! I hope so," he laughed.

Five minutes later, there was a knock at the door. James answered it. A tall stocky man stood there with a nice face and a bulging cock.

"Joshua, my Lady! James introduced us.

"Hi Joshua, nice to meet you. I hope you are armed and loaded!" I greeted him.

"My job is to serve, ma'am!" he said as he started stripping off his clothes.

James sat on the side of the bed and pulled me onto his lap. I had only a camisole on, which he pulled off. He took my breast into his hands and turned to Joshua.

"Doesn't my Lady have beautiful tits?" he asked.

Joshua licked his lips and shook his head.

"Do you want to suck them and please my Lady?" he questioned.

Joshua came to me, picked me up off of James' lap, laid me back on the bed and striped off his clothes.

A cock at least ten-inches long and three inches around fell towards me. It was semi-hard and the head was swollen and hungry. Drops of precum sparkled in the yellow light of the lamp.

I licked my lips and reached for the instrument of my desire. Joshua slapped my hand away.

"Let's take this slow and enjoy every second of it," he whispered.

"I want that in my mouth," I begged.

"Oh, you'll have it and love it. But first, I get to lick and taste!" He instructed me. "Now spread 'em; time for a cavity search!"

I laid back and spread my legs. Joshua knelt between then and ran his fingers into my wet snatch.

"Mmmm, you want me don't you?" he smiled.

"Yes, I need you badly!" I confessed.

"Come here, James," Joshua demanded.

James climbed onto the bed and sat next to him.

"Yes, Master Joshua! I am here to serve you and my Mistress!" he announced. 

Hold her head and arms until I have her ready," he commanded him.

James lay my head on his lap with his knees under him. He held me under the arms with my hands above my head so I couldn't use them.

Joshua spread my legs further and then my pussy lips and pushed his long fingers into my cunt. He plunged them deep and slammed then against my G-spot. I felt fire travel down my legs.

He bent down and ran his stiff tongue over my erect clit. He took it gently in his teeth and lightly nibbled on it. This drove me wild and I twisted and turned, wiggled and pushed trying to free myself from James' grasp.

He held me tight refusing to release me.

"Calm down, Mistress so that you may be pleasured," he begged as he stroked my hair and kissed my forehead.

Joshua placed a pillow under my hips and guided his large prick into my open lips. I watched s he grabbed my hips and pulled toward me just enough to shove the head of his dick into me.

He pulled out and pushed his large cock back in quickly just letting his head fuck and tease my open pussy.

I tried to force his entire cock into my hungry cunt but when I did, James held me secure and Joshua pulled back.

"Okay, James, take your place between her legs; I'll take care of her now!" Joshua commanded.

I felt James between my legs with Joshua poised to enter me deeply and hard. He reached his fingers through Joshua's legs and found an opening. He massaged my buzzing clit and he sucked at Joshua's balls as Joshua rammed his pole deep inside my wet pussy.

Instantly, fire ran through my body. The thick lava slowly melted the bones in my legs and arms. My breast turned to stone and the nipples begged for attention.

Joshua continued to rack my pussy with deep thrusts and she responded with songs of joy and happiness. Reaching out for his cock each time he came barreling towards her my hungry pussy wanted it all. Every part of my being was alive with sparks flying from my hair, fingertips and toes.

I have no inclination as to how long Joshua rammed my cunt with his mighty horn; but he did tear down my walls and let the light of the world shine through me.

When he released his cum into my pussy it splashed so hard that the backlash spewed on both of us and trickled down to James' face. James laughed out loud as Joshua's body collapsed and he rolled over beside me.

I looked down at James and his little cocklett was spewing cum as well. Everyone, it seemed, enjoyed that fuck.

We lay there for a long time each of us trying to get our breath and basking in the afterglow of the sex.

I was first to move; my legs started to cramp. I sat up and James rolled over to check on me. This motivated him. He sat up and crawled toward Joshua.

I saw him lick the tip of his cock to get the last drop of the sweet cum flowing from it. He opened his mouth and covered the head. Joshua sighed. As James sucked his tasty prick, Joshua moaned.

James licked the length of his prick. 

"Do you taste your lady on my dick James?" Joshua asked.

"Yes, Master Josh, she tastes good!" he replied with his mouth full.

He continued sucking his cock and my hand wandered to my pussy. I started masturbating watching him take that massive into his mouth.

Joshua looked at the clock and pushed James off of him. "Man, I need to go, I have to be at work in two hours!"

"Thank you, my princess, I look forward to serving you again once you have gotten moved in," he bent down and kissed me then dressed and rushed out the door.

James finished cleaning me up, got me some water and sat me in the tub. He bathed me and carried me back to the bed. The stress of the day and the wonderful sex had taken all of my strength. 

"I like Joshua, James we need to invite him over when we get moved, " I said as he laid me in bed. I fell asleep instantly.

Upon arriving home, I called Fallon and informed him we had found a house and wanted to get things started so that we could move the coming weekend.

I had just a few things left to pack so we arranged to have a truck at the house for Thursday afternoon to start loading. Thursday night the guys would stay for dinner and some play time.

James liked the plan. It would give him time to get his office moved to the house to be packed and by Friday afternoon we would be on the road to our new home.

The next few days were a blur but I managed to get everything done including finding boxes for the loads of books and papers James had brought to be packed.

The doorbell ran at three o'clock on Thursday afternoon. I went to the door in ragged shorts and a halter-top. Quinn smiled when he saw me.

"Afternoon, ma'am, you look wonderful. We're here to start packing the truck. Are you ready for us?" he inquired.

"Hi Quinn! Yes, I just taped the last box, I hope. I haven't organized them though. They are marked so I guess it doesn't matter. Where are the others?" I asked.

Just then Fallon walked up to me, "Hello ma'am, how are you doing?" he greeted me.

"Good, thank you; I'm glad that you guys are here so early." I smiled at him.

"Well, we wanted to get there early and get the truck packed so we would have plenty of time for dinner and play!" he winked at me and I laughed.

Mario finally showed his face. "Hey, Ma'am, we've missed you!" he told me slyly.

"I missed you guys too, and I'm looking forward to spending the next few days together," I announced to them all.

"Well, lets get stared loading this stuff so that we can eat dinner and play for a while," Fallon instructed.

I had tried to keep the boxes in the rooms where they were packed. I asked the guys to please keep like boxes together so that I could find things when we got to our new home.

"And the boxes lettered in red are the last ones to go because those we will need in the morning before we leave, so don't take them out," I explained.

They shook their heads as an indication that they understood and started moving boxes tot he truck. I took the time to check the house and make sure I had everything marked.

I saved two boxes to pack the kitchen and bedroom in the morning. James would be here to finish that part.

Time passed quickly and when they were taking out the last of the boxes, James drove up.

"How's it going guys?" he asked them as he walked to the house.

"This is the last of it for the night," Mario answered him.

"Sounds like it's time for a beer then," he said and went into the kitchen.

As he was going back out, he saw me in the hall, "How did it go today? He asked as he walked up and kissed me, his hands full of beer bottles.

Fast and good; do you have everything finished at the office?" I questioned.

"Yeah, we're good to leave tomorrow morning," he assured me. 

James went outside and handed the beers to the guys and they sat and talked a few minutes.

He came back in, changed his clothes and started dinner.

"What are we having?" I asked him following him into the kitchen.

"It's a surprise," he told me and shooed me away.

"Buy I'm hungry!" I teased.

"Go!" he demanded pointing at the door. 

I went outside and talked to the guys as they rested and sipped their beers.

"What time is dinner?" Mario asked. "I'm hungry!"

"I don't know, he wouldn't even tell me what we're having," I complained.

"Well, we should go have a little party, then he'll hurry dinner up because he can't cook and play at the same time," Quinn suggested.

"Sounds great to me, "Fallon laughed and led me back to the house by the arm.

"James," he called when we got in the house, "We're going to play while you're cooking; just call us when you're ready for us to eat."

"Hey wait, I can't come play until after dinner, come on guys!" he complained.

Quinn slapped my ass and I laughed.

"Damn!" I heard James mumbling.

Mario started undressing me assisted by Fallon. They picked me up and tossed me on the bed where Quinn was waiting.

I opened my mouth and sucked is large cock. He sat there with his legs splayed and held my head between his large hands.

Mario climbed behind me and slid his prick into my soaked pussy. Fallon crawled underneath me and started licking and sucking my clit and stroking my breast.

Quinn was really excited and it didn't take long for him to discharge his seed into my mouth. I hungrily swallowed the thick, salty fluid as he fell back onto the bed with a yell. "YES BABY!" 

James came down the hall and looked into the room, "This isn't fair!" he complained.

"Too bad, we're hungry so go finish dinner so we can eat and then you can join the fund!" I commanded

He slunk back down the hall to the kitchen with his head down.

Mario decided that he wanted a blowjob too. He quickly pulled out of my pussy and crawled around to my mouth. I opened wide and could taste me on his pole as he shoved it into my mouth.

Fallon took over fucking me. I felt his large head push into my cunt. He started slowly. First he just inserted the thick head. He ran it in and out of my pussy slowly as he reached around and continued to massage my clit.

I heard James mumbling loudly in the kitchen, "It's not fair you know! I'm fixing your dinner and you're playing around on me!"

Soon Quinn slipped under me and took over my clit and breasts. This gave Fallon a green light to fuck me like a Mack Truck. He pulled all the way out of me. He spread my lips and placed his head just at my opening.

He then held tight to my waist and pulled himself into me with all of his strength. His huge dick slammed into my G-spot and sparks flashed in my eyes and head. I shuddered from the pleasure and the pain.

I swallowed Mario's prick deep in my throat. His shaft was long and thick. It filled my entire mouth; I could barely breathe.

Fallon continued to pound my cunt and his hands had reached up to my shoulders to support his plummeting of my snatch. I felt drops of water falling on my back and hair. They were working so hard that the sweat was rolling off them and splattering on my naked body.

Mario shuttered as his seed left the safety of their sac and started for freedom. He held his hand under my chin to stop my sucking. The salty taste exploded on my tongue.

He held me until the convulsions had ceased. Then he released his hold on my body. His cock slipped out of my mouth and he fell onto the bed breathing deep for air.

Fallon still fucked me with a passion that was wild.

Quinn had my clit between his teeth gently nibbling it and shooting lightening bolts through my pussy and legs.

James sneaked back down the hall. He tried to be quiet, but he forgot about my ability to sense him.

"James, is dinner ready?" I asked him as I turned to the door.

"No, Ma'am," he replied then slunk back up the hall.

My arms and legs were getting weak. I released the pressure on my arms by lowering my upper body to the bed.

Fallon lifted off of his knees and straddled my backside. This gave him more leverage and strength. He fucked me furiously like it would be the last time he would cum in his life; so it needed to be the best that he would ever have.

I felt the pressure building as he got close to his orgasm. His fingers tightened on my waist and he started to slow down so he could hold on a little longer. Sweat was dripping like a faucet on my back.

The muscles in his legs began to twitch and his arms were shaking as he held onto my hips.

I was having multiple orgasms from Quinn's nibbling and my mind was running wild with the fucking I was getting from Fallon. Then it came; the dam broke and there was so much cum released that it flowed down my legs and onto the bed.

Fallon slumped over my back and pressed my body toward the bed forcing Quinn to release my clit and get out as quickly as possible.

The three of us lay there breathing heavily. I felt the beat of all three hearts as we lay there in a heap.

James came in a few minutes later announcing, "Dinner's ready!"

"Yes, it is, come and get it!" I called to him.

He rushed into the room and climbed onto the bed. He quickly slurped at Fallon's cock. He swallowed it deep in his mouth and I heard him sigh.

When he finished, he smiled and said, "Master Fallon you tasted good, thank you for fucking my Lady! And thank you for putting me in my place!"

He moved to Quinn who hadn't moved since the fall. His cock was still hard. James sucked him in. After only a few minutes, Quinn exploded in James' mouth.

I watched as James swallowed the salty cum. He licked his lips and then turned to Quinn.

"Thank you Master Quinn for cumming in my mouth. It proves that I am a real sissy and that my Lady deserves only to be pleased by a Man like yourself!" James humbled himself.