2 comments/ 18056 views/ 1 favorites Sharing My Erotic Confession By: a butterfly My backpack weighed heavily on my shoulders as I shrugged it off and eased it to the ground. I removed my bottle of water and took a big long drink. I started swinging my arms in large circles, stretching the shoulder muscles, loosening them back up after my two mile hike. I gazed around at my surroundings, taking in the views of the majestic mountains rising to my left, the west. The mountains were rugged, with rocky snow capped peaks, jutting up towards the sky, at their feet ran a stream filled with crystal clear water meandering through a meadow of green. Ah, summer in the Canadian Rockies, there was no equal in all of the world. Groaning to myself as I shouldered my pack, and trying to reason that I only had about a mile to go I started back down the trail. I couldn't wait to get to camp and the man who awaited me there. I was laughing to myself as I thought, do I have some stories for him. It took me about twenty more minutes of brisk walking with my weighty pack to finally reach camp. My friend had set up camp close to the stream, by an outcropping of evergreens. I could see a small trail of smoke wafting up through the trees, next to some big boulders. I glanced at my watch and told myself I was right on time as I marched into camp and practically threw my pack off. Sighing, feeling around twenty pounds lighter, I glanced around for Steve. He was nowhere to be seen so I decided to set up my tent. He was probably just out hiking I reasoned. It took me a couple of minutes to get set up. I then decided it was time to relax. I walked down to the creek and sat on a boulder, thinking about the upcoming conversation with Steve. I had some juicy tails to tell him and I was bursting with anticipation over the wait. I was picking up small stones and tossing them into the stream, when I saw Steve walking up the creek below me. He saw me and waved, heading in my direction. I studied him as he approached, wearing a blue shirt over his wide shoulders, his brown hair just touching the collar. He had long legs tucked inside of tan khaki pants and a pair of hikers on his feet. I stood as he came near, brushing off the seat of my pants, and smiled warmly at him. His handsome face smiled back at me and taking my hands, he held them tightly and beamed at me. "How are you doing, Kathrynn?" He asked. I smiled at him and giggled, saying, "I'm just great, Steve." Putting an arm casually around me, we walked back up to camp in companionable silence. Steve and I had been meeting like this for a couple of years and we both found it as an enlightening and therapeutic experience. I could see by look of anticipation on Steve's face that he was waiting for me to begin, but feeling a little ornery, I decided I'd make him wait. "How was your trip up here, Steve?" I asked somewhat nonchalantly, stifling a giggle as I sat on the ground, leaning back against a big rock. "Good" He said offhandedly, his way of telling me,'It's OK, I can wait' I started laughing loud and infectiously, and it didn't take him long to join in. "Man" I said, wiping the tears from my eyes, "Have I got some stories to tell you." I knew this is what Steve was waiting for, and was the main purpose of our outings, so I gave in and decided to lead him down that road once again and tell him what he was waiting so patiently to hear. "Well I was in Seattle, down at Pikes Place Market......" I proceeded to tell Steve the whole story as I remembered it...... I had went to the candy store at Pikes Place, looking for something different. I looked over all of the chocolates and nuts....not quite finding the right thing. There was a big display of mixed nuts in the middle of the store and I found myself drawn there by an unseen force. There were tins of various nuts, and as I reached for one to take a closer look, a man grabbed the same exact one that I had wanted. I turned to look at him and was met by the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen. I smiled being the flirt that I am, and looked away. I reached up and grabbed another, and holding it in my hands, pretended to study it. I could see the green eyed man out of the corner of my eye and he looked as if he were going to say something, then he walked off. I decided on buying the tin so I proceeded to the checkout. As I got into line I realizes that I was standing directly behind the nut stealer. I looked him over closely, admiring the way he fit into his faded and worn 501's and I thought to myself that not enough men wore them these days. He looked to be about six three or so and his hair was almost black and cut fairly short. Sensing someone behind him he turned and looked at me. This time he smiled then turned back to the cashier. I watched as he paid and walked out the door, his ass looking like the jeans were made to fit. Sighing, I paid for my nuts and left. I was walking to my car when I noticed there was someone walking up to me from behind. I turned my head and saw that I was being overtaken by the green eyed man. "Hey", he said as he reached me, "uh, would you like to get a drink or something?" Now I don't know what his idea of 'or something' was, but I knew what my idea was, and I was thinking I'd really like to skip the drink. "Okay, at least let me walk you to your car." He seemed genuine and with me not being one to turn any man down, let alone an attractive one, I conceded to let him walk me to the car, all the time thinking, 'or something." We approached my car in silence and as I reached it, I got my keys from my purse. I was trying to stick the key in the lock when I felt him push against me, his arms wrapping around my waist, his lips kissing the nape of my neck. I turned in his arms to face him, and pulling his head close, met his lips with mine in a searing heat filled kiss. My passions raced out of control as my tongue met his in my mouth and gently sucked. His hand came up to massage my breast and the feelings intensified for each of us. Breaking off the kiss he pulled back and looked into my smoldering brown eyes. "Do you want to get a room?" he asked in a husky sex filled voice. A breathless "Oh, yeah." was all I could get out. We both jumped into my car and drove a few blocks to the nearest motel. He checked us in and then we headed for the room. We barely made it through the door, when he kicked it shut with his boot and grabbed me. This time he kissed me, and I almost melted in his arms. Wow!! Could this guy kiss. His lips left mine and moved down to my breast, capturing it through the thin cotton shirt that I wore. He proceeded to gently suck on it, developing a big wet spot right in front of my hard nipple. He lifted his head and looked into my eyes, I could read what was on his face as I thought to myself, mmm mmm, here comes the 'or something' part. We undressed like we were possessed, nearly ripping our clothes off in the process. He picked me up and threw me on the bed, landing almost on top of me himself. We didn't say much to each other and what we did say I could never remember anyway. His mouth found mine and we kissed deeply, madly, passionately....coming up for air and going right back at it. I could see that he was very turned on, as was I, and I wanted a piece of him badly. I broke off the kiss and rolled over on top of him, looking down into his eyes as I straddled his stomach. I leaned over and bit his shoulder, leaving a mark, not caring whether or not he was going home to another. I then scooted back towards his hips, seeing the smile on his face I knew this is what he wanted also. I reached behind me taking a hold of his hardness and guided him into me. Damn, he felt so good as I eased my way onto him. Biting my lower lip hard I started to move slowly, lowering myself gradually onto his stiff rod. Looking down I saw that the green eyes were closed, enjoying the sensation, living for the moment. I leaned over and kissed his closed eyes, my breasts brushing lightly across his chest. Strong hands came up and gently tweaked my nipples, raising my level of arousal. His hips started moving lightly thrusting tenderly against me. He tweaked my nipples harder, eliciting a moan from me. He raised his head up capturing one of my nipples in his mouth, biting it, all the while increasing his thrusts. My breath was coming in gasps as I came to the realization that I was fucking a total stranger. This insight did nothing but add fuel to the fire, and soon I was matching him thrust for thrust, our bodies coming together in a symphony of mutual lust. I leaned back, pulling my breast from his mouth, closing my eyes. My head rolled back on my shoulders, long hair hanging down my back, enjoying the sensations crashing through my body. I could feel his fingers digging into my hips, holding my body to his as he thrust his way so deeply inside of me. Moaning rather loudly as my orgasm built into an enormous raging machine, building block by block, wave by wave, coming to a pinnacle of carnal sensual desire. The man under me gripped me so tightly as he came to a jerking, shuddering climax, spewing his hot molten juice deep into my body as I collapsed on top of him..... "I'm telling you Steve, it was very intense." Coming to the conclusion of my story, I knew Steve still had questions for me. "Well, what happened next, did you just get up and walk out, and do you have any evidence that this actually took place?" Steve was lying on his side on the hard ground, his head propped up on his elbow, grin permanently attached to his face. "Well, I practically just left, never even knew his name, as for evidence" I said smugly, " I have his tin of nuts." Sharing My Erotic Confession Ch. 02 Sitting by the warm campfire, as the summer night grew chilly, (it often does in the Canadian Rockies,) I prepared to tell Steve about another encounter of mine. We shared a lot this man and I, he was the only person who knew my innermost secrets and desires. I had the thought that somewhere behind that smiling, good natured facade, that he was also living out some of his fantasies in mine. " Well, Steve, do you remember that hot Brazilian, Marco that I told you about?" Steve nodded and smiled bigger as I told him my next story... Marco was a guy that I had met at a party one night. He was there with a friend of mine named Jen. He was about 5'8 had short dark hair, and a slim build. Now I'm usually not attracted to short, thin guys, but there was this 'thing' that emanated from Marco, a certain sexuality that I found compelling. I ran into him and Jen a couple other times as well, and then one night Jen dumped him in the middle of a big party and left with some guy she just met. 'What an opportunity' I thought to myself as I slithered up next to him and asked if he needed a ride home. What Brazilian man could resist me as I looked at him through my long dark lashes, my big brown eyes so sympathetic. I guess he felt a little humiliated because he wanted to go home right away. We talked a little as I drove, he had a thick accent but I was picking up on it fast. He had been in the states for a couple of years working for a consulting firm here in Seattle. When we reached Marco's apartment he invited me in to finish our conversation. He really seemed like a nice guy and I was mad at Jen for being a friend of mine who did what she did. If it were me I would have made 'later' arrangements with the other guy and took Marco home first, feigning exhaustion or PMS or something. He had a big apartment and kept it pretty tidy, reminding me if I was to take him home with me sometime, that I'd better straighten up the place first. We had a couple of beers and talked for hours. He said it was no big deal about Jen, that theirs was just a casual relationship, but he thought that she was tactless for leaving him like that. I readily agreed and told him that I could never do that to someone. We talked about Brazil and Seattle and how they contrasted with each other. The more we talked, the more we drank, then the conversation led into sex. Good we were finally on my favorite subject. I always felt that if sex were an academic course, I would get straight A's, probably A+'s. I was getting extremely excited and wondered if Marco might be feeling the same way. It didn't take me long to find out. "Kat, I want to show you something" he said. Marco took my hand and proceeded to lead me down the hallway to his bedroom. As we walked inside he flipped the switch startling me. His bedroom was massive and along one full wall were mirrors mounted from floor to ceiling. 'Wow', I thought to myself, wild horses couldn't drag me away now. I'm sure he could see by my face that I was turned on, and next thing I knew he was pulling me to him and kissing me. My God was this guy ever hot, I was thinking as he kissed me slowly. His hands came up and started unbuttoning my blouse, button by button, agonizingly slow. His lips followed the trail of buttons, slowly planting fiery hot kisses down my chest. I could feel butterflies in my stomach, hundreds of them aching to be free, as he dropped my blouse on the floor and unhooked my bra. His mouth found my breast as he pulled my bra free and dropped it to the floor also. He teased my nipple with his tongue, licking it, sucking it, nibbling on it. My breathing was catching in my throat, as his hand came up to massage my other breast. I could see our reflection in the mirror and the scene presented to me was one of extreme erotic proportions, having a mesmerizing effect on me. I watched the image as Marco unbuttoned my pants and kneeling on the floor, slid them off of me. I was left standing before him in my black thong. He reached up and pulled that off as well. I watched our reflection as Marco, still kneeling, kissed the back of my knee, his lips so hot they scorched my skin. His tongue like a warm wet snake made its way up the back of my thigh, leaving a wet trail. The sensation was nearly unbearable, and by the time he reached my ass, I was squirming in anticipation. He massaged my cheeks with his hands, and gently bit down on my right. The mirror told me that he was standing, and then I felt his tongue snaking up over my ass cheeks to my lower back. Now I don't know about anyone else, but my back is the most sensitive spot on my body. Marco seemed to sense this and started trailing his hot tongue all over my back, doing little circles and other shapes. I watched his hands reflected in the mirror come up to take a breast in each one. By the time his mouth reached my neck, I was covered in giant goose bumps. My nipples were so hard I thought they were going to break off in his fingers. His hands fell away from me and the looking glass showed him pulling his own clothes off. It didn't take him long and soon he was standing behind me again, his eyes meeting mine in the mirror as his scorching hot mouth branded my shoulder with a kiss. I wanted to close my eyes but was afraid of missing what the mirror was presenting. I fought to keep them open as he slid around in front of me and kissed my lips. I watched his firmly rounded butt as he kissed my neck, covering the whole area with his blazing lips. Moaning lightly as his heated mouth again found and kissed my breast, I wondered how much more of this I could take. Marco gently slid down onto the thick rich carpeting, pulling me with him. His lips burnt highways across my chest, from one breast to the next. My hands were holding his head, fingers gently running through his short hair, my eyes still glued to the erotic scene in the mirror. Sliding back up to my mouth, Marco looked into my eyes and slowly licked my lips. A shiver ran through me, a quivering aching desire as he put his mouth to my ear and whispered, "Kathrynn, tell me how much you want me to make love to you." Not being one to waste time or mince words, my comeback was quick and to the point. "Marco, I want you now." He stood , grabbing my hand and helping me up, as he walked across the carpet to sit on the edge of the bed. Sitting down next to him, I couldn't help but notice his desire standing straight at attention, wanting attention. I put my hand around him and felt him quickly draw in a breath. He gently removed my hand and put it to his lips, kissing it, as he told me that I was the one who was being made love to. Hey, who am I to argue, if he wanted to do all of the work, it was fine with me. Laying me back onto the bed, our legs hanging over the edge, he softly bit my neck as his hand found my warm moist opening. His skillful fingers made their way through my folds and into my warmth, gently working into me. His thumb came in contact with my hard little bud and spoiled it with attention, rubbing and flicking it, making it grow bigger and harder. I was laying there feeling it all, experiencing these wonderful sensations when I really became aware of the room I was in. Opening my eyes wide, as I lay there on my back, I realized I was looking up into a mirrored ceiling. This served to elevate my degree of arousal, as I'm sure it was meant to do, and I watched as his head moved down over my stomach, wandering over an imaginary pathway of hot passionate lust, his fingers burying themselves deeper inside of me. I couldn't take my eyes off of the likeness I saw above , as Marco made his way lower , giving little attention to my navel as he traveled down the lusty track. His lips inflamed my senses as they met with my warm sex, scorching their way to find my hard excited nub waiting expectantly for a kiss. Marco's skill was uncontested as he set my body on fire with his hot passionate lips, his tongue burying itself between my legs as I fidgeted uncontrollably. My heart raced in my chest, as Marco pulled himself back up to me and kissed my mouth. Taking my bottom lip between his teeth he gently sucked while his hand smoothed the hair away from my face. "Roll over," he instructed as he broke off the kiss, his voice filled with desire. I rolled over on my stomach as he helped me onto my knees at the edge of the bed, my hands helping in support. He got up and stood behind me, running his fingers down through my wet opening. I could feel his hard shaft pressing itself to my warm lips, as his hand moved to guide him there. He had one hand on my hip the other between my legs as he slowly entered me. Letting out my breath, unaware that I was holding it, I felt Marco start to pull out, then he plunged himself in fully, evoking a cry from my deep within me. He reached down and pulled my arms up behind me, causing me to raise up against him. I looked over to the mirror and was rewarded by a view so spectacular that I couldn't turn away. I could see a side profile of all that we were doing in vivid detail. I watched as Marco lowered his head licking my shoulders and I let out a shudder. He kissed the back of my neck, gently sucking, then kissing again. He did everything so languidly, taking a slow and gentle approach as opposed to the one my body was screaming out to him. My impatience nearly rose to the surface, as I mentally beat it into submission, becoming dormant once more. The mirror told us both that it liked the show, as we watched each others actions and movements, the images stark and sexy, reflecting back at us. Marcos hands came around to hold my breasts, his deft fingers found my nipples easily, and pulled on them. His hips picked up the pace as we were glued together, moving in rhythm, our bodies following some unseen ritualistic dance. Marco was licking my neck, then blowing on it, when I decided I could take no more. I closed my eyes to the visions before me and let my passion take over. Moaning loudly and breathing fast but deep, I reached my hand down between my legs and started rubbing my hard bud. I could feel every thrust and as they became quicker and quicker, my hand rubbed faster and faster. I could feel Marco biting down on my shoulder as I started one shuddering orgasm after another. My hand continued its manipulations as I felt him start to shake, feeling his hot liquid shooting inside of me again and again. Opening my eyes, I looked to the mirror, watching the scene before me of two people in the throes of ecstasy, covered in sweat, and at the end of one hell of a climactic experience. "It was a real turn-on," I told Steve as I relived that moment in time. "Just seeing us as we came together, and that damn mirror...." "Well it certainly sounds like a very erotic experience," he said. "have you seen him since?" Laughing and shaking my head as I said, "C'mon, Steve, you and I both know that he is not my type. The situation presented itself and I took advantage of it. That's it." Trying to look and sound innocent was not fooling Steve. He looked at me a little cynically and just nodded his head. I mean, he does know me better than anyone. Sharing My Erotic Confession Ch. 03 As I sat before the roaring campfire, my arms hugging my knees, my eyes wandered lazily over to Steve, my best friend in the whole wide world, and my soul mate. He and I had been through a lot of journeys together, and it always seemed as if he were my navigator during most of them. This man whom I shared the most intimate details of my love life with was my closest and most cherished companion. We couldn't go for two days without talking, and yet, so relaxed were we with each other that a comfortable silence often surrounded us. I watched as the flickering firelight reflected itself in his beautiful aquamarine eyes. His handsome face captured the glow from the fire and held it possessively. My head rested on my knees, as my eyes were glued to the man before me, absorbing themselves in the light show being presented. I watched his expression closely, my thoughts so often connected with his, were wandering on their own, left with no clue as to what this man was thinking. I couldn't help but wonder if he were planning a new adventure for me, or if he was remembering one of the many from the past. I smiled recalling my previous experience, the one I hadn't told him of yet, the one I didn't know how he would respond to. A night like tonight would be the perfect time, the ambience of the campfire, the calmness of the evening, all would strengthen the essence of the tale I was to tell. Steve turned his head slightly to look at me, as our eyes met, for one moment I could see an intense passion there, then it was gone. This man, usually so open to me, was suddenly a closed book. I had to wonder if I was losing the ability to connect or if he was truly hiding something. Sensing my confusion, Steve stood up from his position across the fire, and sat down next to me, hugging me close as he put his arm around my shoulder. "Do you have something to tell me, dear friend?" he asked softly, looking deep into my eyes. This truly frustrated me to no end, here he was hiding behind this big wall, yet he could still sense every emotion running through my mind. I smiled and laughed softly. "Am I that transparent, Steve?" I asked, shaking my head. "Oh, I don't think you're transparent at all. There's just something about that look on your face, and that, my dear, tells me a lot. You've got something very exciting to tell me, haven't you?" His warm smile always seemed to burn into my soul, unlocking any and all secrets stored for safe keeping. There were no secrets between Steve and I, yet, sometimes I held back until just the right moment. Tonight was one of those moments. I watched his careful expression as I sighed and thought to myself, just get it over with, you know you want to. I bit my lower lip, then, clearing my throat, I started my story... I had to stop off at the grocery store on my way home to pick up a few items for dinner. I was choosing a nice big cantaloupe for dessert, when someone tapped me on my shoulder. It was Frank Stone, the local beer distributor, and an old acquaintance of mine. I had heard rumors that he had gotten a divorce, but you know how rumors go. I hadn't talked with him for a couple of years, but here he was standing next to me, his blue eyes sparkling into mine, and looking really good. "Hello, Kat, what'cha up to?" He inquired politely. "Well" I answered sweetly, "Just picking up a few things for dinner." Now my mind was working overtime, after all, Frank was an attractive, fit, and if the rumor mill held out, single man. I decided to go out on a limb, so to speak. "What do you have planned for dinner, Frank?" I asked flirtingly. " I figured I was having dinner with you, Kat" His laugh held a cool, rich, infectiousness, and I laughed along with him. This was going easier than I had anticipated. "Oh, you did? Well, you're right. I hope you like chicken stir fry." "And is this dessert?" he asked as he hefted my cantaloupe in his big hand. "Well, yeah" I hinted, "unless you'd rather have something else?" The eyes are the mirror to the soul, and I could see images in that mirror that made me shiver in anticipation. "Well, I'm really not much for cantaloupe" his eyes bore into mine, shedding light on his statement. I just smiled, and inside I was thinking, mm-hmm, I know what you want. "That's okay, I'm sure I can come up with something else," I proclaimed lightly, yet we both knew what would really be for dessert, or so I thought. "How about I meet you at your place in a couple of hours?" he asked, "I got a few things to do at the moment." "Great, you remember where I live?" I knew that he knew, but had to ask anyway. "Yeah," he chuckled, "How could I ever forget that big party you threw after your divorce?" I just laughed and told him I would see him in a couple of hours. I took my cantaloupe from him and left him standing there staring. I had thrown a big party when my divorce was finalized a few years before and I had invited everybody I knew. My friends had stuck by me through the 6 grueling years of marriage to my former husband, and after I caught him in bed with his brothers wife, I kicked him out of our house and told him to never come back. He didn't fight me, and three months later when everything was over and done, I had the biggest party this county had ever seen. Frank and his wife at the time, Janet had come along with a hundred other co-workers and friends. Janet and I had never really been friends, she was not from around here, and it never seemed that she wanted to fit in. I had known Frank almost all of my life. He had ran around with my older brothers. I figured him to be about five years older than my thirty something years. I was remembering all of this as I drove the fifteen minutes to my house. I prepared everything for dinner and figuring I had about forty five minutes before he arrived, I decided on a long sensual shower. Slipping my jeans off, then my panties, I stood and pulled my work shirt over my head, followed by my bra. Throwing them all in the hamper I ran my shower water. Getting the water temperature just right, I stepped into the tub. The water was hot and pelted my body in a hard yet stimulating way. I loved a good hot shower, and I wasn't disappointed. Taking a shower always made me so aware of my body, and reminded me just how much I loved it. Careful not to get my hair wet, I stood beneath the shower head running the soap all over me in a slowly erotic way. I was paying really close attention to the 'sensitive' spots. Closing my eyes I let my hands wander around, going at their own pace, finding those spots and touching them, nudging them, gently waking them. I pretended my hands were Frank's, and as they found their way to my breasts I pictured Frank's hands holding them. I could feel him tweaking my nipples, pulling them and twisting them gently. I heard myself moan softly as one hand traveled down my tummy to find the treasure buried below it. Fingers carefully spread my love lips, and one of them found my eagerly waiting clit hard and expectant. My attention now focused on the gentle manipulations being produced by the hand pretending to be Frank's. I could feel more fingers rubbing my little clit, and soon they increased their tempo, raising me to greater heights. The hand which was buried between my legs worked me into a sense of elation rather quickly and I climaxed in a shuddering, joyous orgasm. . Water was cascading upon me, still very hot, and ran in rivulets down my arms to my hands. I loved to watch the fine stream upon my body which the water produced, and thought of them as tiny rivers that are cleansing my soul. Feeling the tensions leaving my body, I finished with my shower before the water had a chance to beat me into submission. I decided on a deep red silk blouse, which helped accentuate my dark brown hair and eyes. I slipped on a pair of black slacks to accompany the red blouse. I seldom, if ever, wore shoes in my house and didn't bother with them tonight either. I quickly applied some mascara and some lipstick, then deemed myself ready. There was a knock on the door shortly afterwards, and as I opened it, I was aware of the transformed man before me. Gone was the Stone Distributing cap, the blue chambray work shirt and the Levis. In there place was a handsome man with every dark hair neatly in place, a light green button down shirt, a pair of gray Dockers, and Rockports. I stood and stared. I'd never seen Frank in anything but casual work clothes, and, I looked him over tonight in a state of awe. "Do I get to come in?" he asked, breaking the silence. I stood back to let him enter, watching every move he made as he stepped around me. I couldn't get over how great he looked, and was hoping he couldn't read the excitement that had to be written all over my face. "You want to put on some music while I finish up with dinner?" I asked, wanting to get the dinner part out of the way to make room for tonight's dessert. "Sure. Is this satellite radio?" He asked as I nodded my affirmation. I went to the kitchen as he busied himself with my radio. It took me less than ten minutes to do the stir fry and I already had the salad and bread ready to go. I put everything onto the table, then stopped to listen. I could hear soft music coming from the living room, and stifled a giggle as I thought of big, macho Frank Stone putting on easy listening. I was glad not to hear country though, and stifled another giggle at this thought. I turned to walk into the living room, and was surprised to see Frank leaning against the door jam watching me, smiling. "I just want to know what's so funny, Kat?" "Well" I was caught, darn it, "I, uh, sometimes just think funny thoughts." This seemed to satisfy him, because he softly chuckled and sat down at the table, watching me. I joined him and we ate in relative silence, with an occasional question here and there, have you seen Jim, have I seen Delores, yada, yada, yada. Small talk, I hated it and the uncomfortable feelings which it produced. I was glad to be done with dinner, and Frank helped me to clean up and put things away. I got to wondering just what had happened between him and Janet. He seemed like such a great guy. We retired to the living room couch, and the silence followed us. "Kat," he blurted, then softly, " You look very beautiful tonight." I looked at him, speechless, which is uncommon for me, and smiled. Finding my voice, I politely thanked him, and wished that I could have found it in me to say more. "Will you dance with me?" he nearly whispered as the Righteous Brothers Unchained Melody came on the radio. I love the song so much and relished the thought of being close to Frank. I shook my head yes as he stood and pulled me up to him. We moved to the center of the room and he took me into his arms, pulling me tightly to his body as we started moving very slowly to the music. Unhurried in our movements, taking in the beautiful song playing for us, each of us were caught in our own reverie. The song ended, only to be replaced by The Moody Blues, Nights In White Satin. Our movements became slower yet. I felt we were barely moving, as if our feet moved centimeters at a time. I looked up into Frank's eyes, and the look I was met with would have melted steel. His mouth came down upon my own, capturing my lips in a sensually slow kiss. The music played on in the background, but I couldn't hear it. I was totally focused on Franks tongue as it made it's way into my mouth. My head was reeling, yet the moment seemed to stand still. I was so caught up in this wonderful kiss, someone could have dropped a bomb next door and I wouldn't have heard it. Frank had the most awesome tongue and I loved what it was doing inside of my mouth. His hand came up to gently cup my breast, his fingers massaging. I was in heaven. The kiss seemed to last hours yet, I knew it was mere seconds. Frank pulled his head back and looked into my eyes. He must have liked what he saw there because soon he was kissing me again. His mouth slowly made it's way down my neck as I buried my hands in his hair, kissing the top of his head. The music played on forever, sending sensual messages to our souls. I felt an intense high that I'd never felt with my ex, the soft, sexy music surely heightened the effect. I felt swept away and close to losing control as my desires raged inside of me. Frank's mouth left a fiery trail burning it's way down my breast. His kiss smoldered against the silk of my blouse. His fingers found my top button, and deftly undid it. He kissed my lips again, as his fingers made their way lower to the next button, and then the next. I felt my blouse being lifted from my shoulders, and I shrugged out of it, not breaking the kiss. My arms went back up around his neck, my hands back to his hair, as we continued our slow sensuous dance. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, so rudely interrupting our kiss. I gave Frank a blank look as he asked me if I was expecting anyone. "I'll get it, if you want" he said as he strode to the door. He threw the door open and then stepped out, lightly closing it behind him. I grabbed my shirt from the floor and started to put it back on as the door opened up and Frank stepped back in followed by another man. "Kat, this is Jesse. He works for me in the warehouse." I had seen Jesse around, but never really knew him. He must have been in his mid to late twenties. I used to run into him all the time down at the local market, making a delivery. I had often admired his tight ass and nicely proportioned body. Plus he kind of stood out with his light brown complexion, short cut hair, and striking eyes. He was one of the few black men I'd ever seen with such beautiful hazel eyes. I had heard rumors of him being gay, but then there's that rumor mill thing again. I just thought that if he were gay, well, what a waste it would be for me. He was definitely one hot property. "Hey, Jesse, nice to finally meet you." I smiled, yet thinking to myself, I'll get you for ruining my evening. "Yeah, Kat, same here" he smiled politely. I gave Frank a kind of what's up look, wondering what was truly up. He smiled and motioned for me to follow him into the kitchen. "So, what's going on, Frank?" I asked, still perturbed at being interrupted, and just a little irritated at the smile on his face. "Kat," sighing as he said this, then grinning as a thought entered his brain. "How would you feel if I shared with Jesse?" "What do you mean share, share what?" I asked, confused. "You, Kat." he stated as my mouth hit the floor. "You're not serious, Frank....Are you?" I was unsure if he was joking or not. Stepping up to me, he took my face in his hands and kissed me. "I am very serious, Kat. We would like to make love to you." I couldn't hide the smile on my face, it just wouldn't stay away. I just looked at Frank, as I was thinking to myself, self, you've been wanting two guys at once, just go with it. "Okay Frank, this might even be fun." Frank just laughed and kissed me again. His wonderful lips told me how much fun I was going to have. We returned to the living room to find Jesse waiting with a relaxed smile on his beautiful face. He came up to me and kissed my mouth, his sensuous lips parted mine as his hot tongue entered. Instinctively I put my arms around him, returning his passionate kiss. It excited me greatly to know that Frank was standing close, watching everything. Frank stepped closer and started once again unbuttoning my blouse. His fingers found and undid each button with the utmost care, as Jesse continued to kiss my lips. Mixed emotions assaulted my senses as I realized there wouldn't be any way to convey these feelings at a later date. I could feel Frank's hands as the last button was undone and he pulled my blouse away from my skin. His mouth touched my bare shoulder and slowly kissed it's way up to my neck. Jesse broke our kiss to find the opposite side of my neck with his lips. He trailed hot burning kisses down to my shoulder, making me shudder with excitement. I was feeling so worshiped at the moment, on a high so enormous it made my head spin. I had never been kissed by two men at the same time, and I was loving it. "Let's go to your bedroom" Frank whispered in my ear. He took my hand and led me down the hall and into my room, Jesse hot on our trail. Frank eased my blouse the rest of the way off, and then unsnapped my bra. He pulled that off gently as well. Jesse's hands ran down my tummy, and found the snap to my slacks. He unsnapped them and slid them down my legs along with my panties, sitting me onto the bed as he crouched down to pull my legs out of them. Feeling Jesse's lips kissing my calves set me on fire. I had never even kissed a black man before, let alone anything like this. His tender lips lovingly adored every inch of me from my feet to my thighs, kissing and licking every little spot on the way. Frank sat next to me on the bed and kissed my shoulder once again. His mouth slowly worked it's way down to my right breast. He planted small wet kisses all across my chest from breast to breast getting me wet with his saliva and making me shiver in anticipation. My hands found the back of his head and held him. My fingers so gently made their way into his hair, and slowly combed through his thick strands. Jesse quit kissing my legs and I looked up at him questioning why. He smiled as he took off his shirt, revealing a smooth tight chest. He wasn't rippling with muscles, but he was in very fine shape. I couldn't see an ounce of fat on him. Wow! I was still in a somewhat state of shock that these two attractive men were mine for the evening. I watched Jesse's every move as he slid his jeans off and smiled at his happy face bikini briefs. I couldn't help noticing the huge bulge in those cute little briefs he was wearing. Frank quit his pleasuring of my breasts to watch with me, as Jesse undressed. "Do you like his body, Kat? Do want his cock?" Frank whispered into my ear, never taking his eyes from Jesse. "God, yes, I do," I sighed, then giggled nervously. Frank kissed my ear, taking my earlobe between his lips as he nibbled. Pleasurable sensations ran up my back, making me shiver once again. Sensing my nipples hardening, Frank lowered his head and caught one between his teeth. He bit down hard enough to get my attention, and I kissed his forehead, watching as Jesse slid off his briefs. Jesse had one of the nicest cocks I had ever seen. It was bronzed and big. I'm no expert on size but I was guessing it to be around eight inches and really thick. I gave myself goose bumps in anticipation. Frank stood up and started to undress. I had wanted to unbutton his shirt and totally undress him myself, but, I could do that some other time. I was too preoccupied at the moment to care. Jesse stepped closer to me, and I reached out and touched his stomach. I felt him draw in a quick breath as I lightly traced my fingertips down his happy trail to his waiting cock. The tips of my fingers worked their way up his shaft and lightly traced the head. I could tell he was holding his breath, so I continued with my explorations. I reached down with my other hand and gently cupped his balls, slightly tickling them. I heard him curse softly as I moved my head to take the very tip of his cock into my mouth. I knew when Frank had finished his undressing, when his mouth returned to my breast. I let go of Jesse's balls and put my hand in Franks hair, loving the feel of it. I slowly licked Jesse's cockhead, my tongue swirled it's way around it. I could feel every variation, every vein. I was so intent on Jesse that I hadn't noticed that Frank had given up on my breast. Sharing My Erotic Confession Ch. 03 We were all so close, each of us touching the other, creating a circle of touch. I had never been this close to two men before, and I was so turned on. My desire was reaching a new high tonight, and I wanted to be so much higher. I watched Frank as he looked up at Jesse, and then reached out to take Jesse's balls in his hand. He then put his mouth on them and started licking. I couldn't believe I was seeing this side of Frank, but watching as he popped one of Jesse's balls into his mouth, I realized how much it turned me on. I started to suck on Jesse a little harder, passion overtaking me as I watched Frank. I could feel Jesse's cock swelling as his hands covered my head, pulling himself deeper into my mouth. I took him further and further as he started to thrust softly into my throat. Frank gave up on Jesse's balls as Jesse's movements became quicker and more erratic. He sat down next to me once again and took my hand. He kissed my fingers, and then placed them around his thick cock. God, was I in heaven. Loving these two cocks at once. I started to stroke Frank, working my hand up and down his shaft with care. His hand started to gently massage my breast about the time that Jesse decided he couldn't take anymore. "Fuck, I'm cumming.." he groaned as the first jet sprayed down the back of my throat. Jet after jet pulsed it's way into my mouth, and started dripping from my lips onto my breast. I kept sucking on him getting every drop until he finally pulled out of my mouth. Frank leaned over and kissed me, sharing in the taste and feel of Jesse's juices. He licked my chin and followed the droplets down to my breasts, where he spent a lot of time licking and kissing. He gently pushed me onto my back as he proceeded to kiss his way down my belly. I loved what his mouth was doing to me as he so carefully tended to my skin. I could see Jesse watching us, stroking his hardening cock at the same time. He sat on the bed and leaning down, he kissed me. My hand met his on his cock and I started stroking him as well. I could feel him twitching and growing, getting harder. Frank's lips were tantalizing me, kissing my inner thigh so softly, making me squirm. He slowly licked my pussy lips, from the bottom, up to the top, digging in and finding my little clit waiting and hard. I closed my eyes and let the wonderful sensations take me places, knowing I was going places I'd never been, and anticipating that. Jesse quit kissing me and stood up, walking over between my legs. He stood there watching Frank as his tongue was taking me to unknown heights. Jesse started to lick my thighs. He licked his way up the outside of left, then down the top. Up the inside of my right, then down the outside. I watched as Jesse took Franks cock into his hand, and started to stroke him. Oh, God, the sight made me almost climax right then and there. Frank started sucking on my clit a little harder, as Jesse stroked him. I grabbed his head and held him in my pussy, my fingers tangled in his hair. I wasn't letting him come up until I had reached my orgasm. Feeling myself getting closer, I laid my head back, clenching my eyes shut. I moaned loudly feeling that hot tongue playing with my hard little bud, I couldn't take anymore as I felt teeth softly nibble my clit. I started shuddering, my moaning filling the room, as I started one screaming orgasm after another. Wave after wave of euphoria washed over me as my climax came, stayed, then left me with a very intensely passionate feeling. I opened my eyes to see Jesse with Frank's hard cock in his mouth. I wanted some of that cock too, and struggled up into a sitting position. Frank was watching me, trying to read my mind, and succeeding. He smiled as I moved positions to get my face close to his cock. Jesse saw me and moved his mouth to the side of Frank's cock, letting me have my own side. I licked up and down my side as I watched Jesse sucking his. I slid my tongue around it, loving the feel of it, loving how he had to be feeling. Frank put his hands to my shoulders, lifting me off of his cock. Bringing me face to face with him, he kissed me deeply. I returned his kiss with passion. I wanted him so bad right now and my kiss was shouting it to him. "God I want you to fuck me, Kat," he whispered to me. "Would you get on top?" He helped me to straddle him, as Jesse helped guide his big cock to my very wet entrance. I was so filled with desire for these two men. They didn't realize they were fulfilling one of my most intense fantasies. I had always wanted to be with two guys with all three of us loving one another equally, all of us wanting and needing each other. I couldn't think of any hotter scenario. At least not right at the moment. I could feel Jesse guiding Frank's cock, rubbing it across my soft pussy lips, up and down, then again. I slowly lowered myself onto him, feeling every inch of his thick cock as he slid into me. I moved my hips over him, slowly riding, savoring the feeling of him so deeply inside of me. Jesse was behind me running his fingers up and down my back, making me quiver. He started to kiss my back, beginning at my shoulders. He kissed down my right arm to my elbow, then back up to my neck. He gently nibbled on my neck, giving me more goose bumps. He moved to my other side, his mouth teasing my sensitive back tremendously. His hands made their way to my ass and started to knead them, as his tongue mercilessly tantalized me. "God you feel so good, Kat. Do you want Jesse in your ass?" Frank whispered into my ear. Biting my lip, I just looked at Frank. I didn't know how to answer, but it was a great fantasy of mine. "Or, I have a better idea., look out Jesse." Frank said as he rolled me off of him. "Hey.........." I pleaded, but Frank wasn't listening. He got up from the bed and pulled Jesse aside, whispering in his ear. I tried to hear what he was saying, but only made out what sounded like car and tomatoes. I gave up trying. Jesse came back over to the bed, and rolling me onto my side started to play with my back again. His hands made me come alive as they lightly traced circles around my shoulders. His mouth joined his hands and soon was kissing my shoulders as well. I almost came undone. I love my back touched and kissed more than anything and Jesse was doing an excellent job at stimulating my senses. Jesse's hands traveled lower still making their little circles, all the way across my lower back and to the top of my ass cheeks. He kissed my back just below my shoulders, as his hands started to gently manipulate my cheeks. Frank came back to my side of the bed and kissed my hair, my forehead, and finally my lips. His tongue found it's way into my mouth and gently touched mine, rubbing itself sensually against mine. My eyes almost rolled back into my head as these two men breathed air into my fantasy, bringing it to life. Jesse's hand, in it's massaging, found my puckered little rosebud, and started to play with it. He slowly inserted his finger into me, wiggling it around and loosening me up. I held my breath as he slowly inserted another. Frank's mouth left my mine and leisurely kissed my face, wandering down to my chin then under, to my neck. Finding my pulse beating there hard and strong, he kissed it, making it feel extra special. My heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest. I was so fucking hot as a fire burned like a pyromaniac's obsession deep inside my soul. Jesse scooted closer to me, his fingers still buried in my ass, as he licked up the center of my back from my ass cheeks to my neck. I shivered, the sensation was almost too much to bear. Shivering again as he slowly pulled his fingers out, only to replace them with his cockhead. He reached his hand around to my pussy, and stuck his fingers in my wet opening, coating them with my slick juices. He spread the juice all over his cock and then slowly started inserting it in me. Frank's tongue was on my breast teasing my nipple and getting it painfully hard. He sucked it between his lips and played with it some more. The pleasurable sensation helped to ease the pain and discomfort as Jesse eased himself into me slowly. Jesse continued to kiss my back as his cock burst through my outer ring and traveled further inside of me. I could feel his teeth nibbling along the tops of my shoulders, just below my neck. It almost made goose bumps again. He took my leg in his gentle hand and lifted it up and over his as he burrowed his way deeper into me. Lower and lower Frank's head went, making it's way down to my very moist pussy. His mouth buried itself between my legs, as he parted my soft lips with his fingers. The tip of his tongue touched my hard clit, making me cry out in pleasure. I reached out and touched Frank's cock, which was lying close by my head. I ran my fingers down his leg, then back up to touch his hard cock once again. Sensing what I wanted, Frank slid closer to me, putting his cock right at my face. I took him into my mouth, eager to share the joy with him as well. I sucked him deeper into my mouth. My desire was overriding everything, taking control, dominating me. I was feeling so elated, unsure if I would ever want to come down from this high, as Frank and his magnificent tongue payed so much attention to my pussy, spoiling it. I started to quiver, not being able to control the jolts of pleasure shooting through my body. Jesse, fully inside of me now, started to rock his hips, gently thrusting his big cock into my ass. The combination of Jesse in my ass, and Frank's mouth on my pussy was almost more than I could bear. I sucked harder on Frank as I felt my orgasm building, starting deep in the pit of my stomach, and fighting it's way through my layers to freedom. The tongue so experienced at my clit, was doing things that I'd nearly forgotten about, making me want more, more, more, and right now. I was truly enjoying this, and was almost sure the guys were as well. Jesse's hands grabbed my hips as he started to thrust into me deeper and harder. I pulled gently on Frank's balls as I swallowed him completely into my throat. His hips started to thrust into my mouth, pulling his cock to my lips, then back down my throat. I was so close, then got to the point where I just couldn't hold on any more. My hips started to buck as Jesse did his best to hold on to me. As my climax engulfed me and everyone else in the near proximity, I found myself sucking so hard on that beautiful cock in my mouth, and was rewarded by a mouthful of cum. I was screaming, Jesse was groaning, and Frank, well, he kept on eating my quivering pussy, all the while unloading in and around my mouth. As Jesse pumped into me harder, his hands tattooed into my hip, I could feel his twitching cock spurting his juice deep inside of me. As his movements slowed, I heard him groan out an "Oh, fuck", and thought to myself, Yeah, oh, fuck is right. Frank finally abandoned my pussy, and pulling his soft cock from my mouth, he turned to kiss me. Jesse, done with my ass for now, joined in on our kiss. I closed my eyes, enjoying our three way tongue play, and felt someone licking the spilled cum off of my face.... I couldn't look at Steve as I finished my story. I stared into the fire, feeling his gaze on me from across that burning pile of sticks and logs. After I started my story, he had resumed his position on the other side so that he could watch my expressions as I talked. He had his special spot over there just for when I elaborated on my personal life. Sometimes I just didn't know what he was going to say. I had known him for quite a few years, considered him my best friend, yet, I felt somewhat intimidated by him. I knew he would be very upset with me if he knew that, but I couldn't help it. Steve's the most gentle, caring man I had ever met, and deep inside of me, I wished there could be more between us. I found myself so comfortable with him no matter what, and would always consider him my greatest ally and friend on this earth. I sensed Steve was smiling across that fire, and quickly glanced up to see his smile. Yes, he was smiling alright. I started to laugh, not being able to control myself. I drew my knees back up to my chest, and hugged them, staring across at Steve and wondering when he was finally going to say something. I saw a thoughtful look come over his face just before he stood up and came back over to sit next to me. "Do you know how sexy I find you?" he asked staring deep into my eyes. I was speachless. I opened my mouth to say something, but closed it when nothing came out. "C'mon, let's go to bed" he said, reaching for my hand.