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Sleeping Beauty's Afternoon Ch. 1

By: QFlower



I am not entirely clear regarding all the details but I think a can recreate what happened last weekend, which was a rare illicit escape for both of us, away from our boring mates and demanding jobs. I remember you were out all morning splitting logs for the fire. I was exhausted from the night before.

You enter the cabin to find me on the couch. I am on my side, breathing deeply, head down to my knees. My blouse has come unbuttoned and my breasts are heaved up almost pouring out of my tight white bra and nipples peering over the cups' edge.

You also spy the crotch of my panties showing under my short skirt. The panties appear to be sheer satin so you come closer to sneak a better look. You get on your knees and gently push my skirt out of your way.

The site of my pussy crack showing through the sheer fabric of my panties instantly makes you hard. My crotch becomes more exposed as my legs rub together-- I must be having a hot dream. Your nose senses a whiff of that hot sweet steam coming off my pussy.

In response, you take your cock out and begin a slow jack-off. "Wake up, Wake up," you whisper in an urgent, passionate voice.

I am in a dead sleep and do not respond. You move up and slowly push my bra cups down, freeing my round white breasts. You watch them rise and fall with my deep breathing. The site of womanly breasts with girlish virgin pink nipples makes you salivate. You have to pump your rod a few times.

Then, you find you can't control your hands which reach across and grab both breasts--thumbs over the nipples. You gently push them together while thumbing the nipples. My nipples respond by becoming hard marbles under your thumbs but I continue to sleep. You are curious because normally I'd be awake and reaching for your cock greedily by now.

You look over to the coffee table and see a bottle of pills there. You pick them up and read the label, "Sleeping pills. Take as needed for short-term insomnia."

Honor tells you to go read a book. However, your horniness is affecting your judgement and you look down to see your boner is still there and getting painful. You decide you can settle for self-manipulation but the more you stroke your dick the more devilish you feel.

You feel your cock deserves something, it needs to fuck! Thus, you move up to my face and begin to rub the cock's fist against my soft pink lips. You take your index finger and easily pull my jaw down as you whisper, "Open wide!"

You pop your salami into my mouth and my mouth closes gently around it. Awwwww, you think, finally some wet warmness. Before you know it, you are leaning into it... pushing your cock between my teeth and over my tongue. You move your hips back and forth, slowly fucking my face. As one hand holds my head in place for your cock, the other roams down to my exposed breasts and takes turns playing with each nipple, squeezing them into firm points. 

My sudden yawn interrupts your copulation. You pause and decide my slack mouth feels good but not good enough without that vacuum action you prefer. And, you feel a little guilty. Therefore, you decide to withdraw and settle for jacking yourself off. 

You sit on the end of the couch, near my rear away from my hot mouth and begin fondling the balls while you stroke the rod in earnest.

You take a quick break as you lift my skirt even higher--over my hips--fully exposing my round rear and giving you a closer view of my crotch. Your hands massage my butt cheeks, gently and then vigorously, hoping that you can awaken me. You even slap my ass a few times, leaving red hand prints. This doesn't wake me at all but it definitely makes you feel hornier!

You look down and see that your cock is almost purple red and its fat dick head is shiny with drops of pre-cum. "Honey," you beg, "please wake up, so I can make love to you!"

I clear my throat in my sleep but still do not wake. You decide you will wake me in a special way and begin to rub the see-through crotch of my panties with your hand. You rub harder and harder,desperate for some consent. Much to your surprise, you feel more heat against your hand and a wet spot developing there.

You whine, "You horny slut, you want it even while you sleep!" But, I only mutter to myself; eyes tightly shut.

Unlike your brain, your cock doesn't understand the impropriety of the situation. It is swollen, high and hard. An animal instinct enters your spirit and you feel your muscles tense in anticipation. Your face is flush and feverish.

Your selfish moose cock needs relief more than anything you've ever felt. It is controlling your actions. Before you know it, you are rolling me onto my stomach, sliding my lower half off the couch, positioning me on my knees. This moves the skirt up and over my head--all that you see is a lovely ass in panties in front of you.

You push my knees apart and closer to the sofa, lifting and exposing my wet bush. With one movement, you roughly push the panties away and plunge two fingers into my lush, open cunt. Ahhhh, you think, definitely tighter than your pretty mouth.

You feel shame but you also feel wild lust as you begin to rub your dickhead around my wet slash, making sure to bump against my clit. Soon you are driving that cock of yours deep into my sleeping tunnel. 

My cunt is making sucking noises as you plunge in and out. You selfishly fuck me harder, ramming your staff up to its hilt, balls slapping against my bush. "Oooo, Aaaaah, Eeeee," you repeatedly roar, your head thrown back in pleasure.

You want more leverage so you lean forward, reach under me and grab my tits by the nipples. Your hips rapidly do their machine gun dance and my body jerks in time, head hitting the sofa cushions. Still I do not wake!

This is the best fuck you've ever had, you think, as your eyes roll back in your head from pleasure. Surprisingly, you hear some noises from under the fabric of my skirt. You pull it away and see that my eyes are still closed but I am rapidly breathing, actually panting like a bitch in heat. You laugh to yourself, "Yeah, sleeping beauty is dreaming about my cock."

You take my panting as if I were saying, "Yes, yes" and decide to give it to me good. With each drive you pull your cock completely out of my cunt, oozing pre-cum and strings of puisy juice, and then slam it in deep, rubbing my G-spot hard, and banging my cervix.

Your hot lightning jism begins to blow deep inside my hot pussy box over and over again. You are moaning, "Oooo, Aaaaah, Eeeee" so loud the walls shake. Suddenly, loud passionate groans escape my sleeping lips. You feel my clit throbbing against the underside of your cock and cunt spasms gripping the whole cock. The spasms are so tight your cock is held deep inside me, as your mean slit continues to spray chunky semen.

"You sleeping whore won't let my cock free!" you laugh. Your hands push off from my ass cheeks, helping you withdraw your still hard cock... the tight squeezing is almost unbearable.

As you pull away from my wet cunt, your orgasm continues and your cock slit pumps out another load of white cum, splashing my crack and ass cheeks.

You look down and see my cunt lips opening and closing, having a multiple orgasm I'll never remember. You grab my swollen clit and harshly roll it between your fingers making my body shudder and my hips fly up and down involuntarily.

"That's my sleeping beauty.... cum for me hard!"

You doze off for a short nap, leaving me bent over in complete disarray. You wake and use my still unconscious body for a quick screw.

Then, you put me back into the position you found me, using a wet washcloth to remove as much cum as you can from my pussy, and straighten out my clothes.

To Be Continued...

Sleeping Beauty's Afternoon Ch. 2



After waking from my much needed nap, I stood. Much to my surprise, a felt a gush from my cunt as copious amounts of semen poured out of me.

"That horny bastard!" I thought. "He took advantage of me while I was sleeping!"

I've only known you for a short time. So you don't know how I can be a prima donna. I suspect you won't believe me considering how easy it was for you to have your way with me. Even so, I expect certain considerations. Your impertinence and lax manner, even though only exhibited on a few occasions, has alerted me to the fact that you needed a little special training. I called the following event "attitude adjustment."

I quickly find you in the bedroom. You are now the one sleeping peacefully with a big smile on your face.

I act quickly and find some old clothesline in the kitchen. I run back to the bedroom and start to tie you. You instantly wake as I stretch out your arms and legs. Of course, this excited you--you are so darn horny all the time. 

You are tied face up with your clothes on, wrists pulled together over your head and tied to the headboard. Your ankles I spread wide and strung to the bed's legs with longer cords.

During all of this, you tried to engage me in conversation but I was silent and determined. You were fully clothed.

Once I am sure that you can't get loose and that you don't have a hardon, I slapped your face hard and told you to keep quiet. 

I undid your belt, unzipped you, and pull your waistband below your groin. That's the only exposure you will have for awhile. I told you that if you develop a hard-on, your jockeys will remain in place as a reminder for you to control yourself. 

I hiss, "In case I forgot to warn you, I really don't want to hear a word from you until I give you permission to speak."

Of course, I stripped down to my bra and panties, taking all the time I desired. You watched my slow striptease, licking your lips. I gave you a swift sweet kiss before I started the torment.

Some men like to talk to me about my panties. I wanted to measure your reaction as I straddle your neck and dangled the lacy crotch of them over your face. You got a close up view. I suspended myself over your face and started myself getting wet by sliding my hand into my panties, pleasuring myself, oblivious to you until some wetness starts. You watched my fingers moving around and began to struggle.

Once there was some nice dampness, I removed my panties and got down to really getting myself off. I’ve allowed you to fuck my mouth but what I’ve never told you is that I wanted to be fucked by your face!

I noticed your beard has grown for a day or two and that excited me. I tested your readiness by wiping my newly wet cunt lips across your lips--wetting your whistle for what is to come. You licked them and smacked them together.

About this time I got serious about frigging myself off. That is, as long as you don't get too eager and try to tongue me or grope me with your lips. You had to wait for my word or else you would not get that attention you desperately crave.

I lowered my hips so that my clit touched the tip of your nose, just gently rocking there until I barely started to quiver. I told you, "You'd better not say a word. In case you are so impelled, I will take my panties and stuff them into your mouth until I am certain that you will practice some self control!"

Sometimes I can make myself cum in two minutes but I planned on taking my time with this experiment. The point of your nose was nice but I wanted to rub my gash and clit over your rough chin until my juices start to really flow. I could see by your eyes that you wanted more but looking over my shoulder it appeared that your cock wasn't the way I liked it quite yet.

In response to your desperate, "Please!" I take a quick break to whip off my panties. Stuffing them deep into your mouth, I tell you, "Taste my panties, wet, sweaty and stained with your semen, you bastard!"

Now my bottom half was completely bare and I felt so ready to take my pleasure on your face. I was losing myself about then. My hips started gyrating instinctively... mopping my cunt all over your face. 

But, my hot pussy wanted something else. I removed my bra quickly and play with my nipples, pulling them hard and away from my chest.

My cunt was really flowing now, dripping wetness rolls past your mouth and down your chin. Before I remove my panties from your mouth, I grab your hair moving your head back and look into your eyes. "Yes, you can tongue me, my sweet, but don't say a word or you will forfeit that which you want so much." You nod like a puppet.

Soon you disobey, by pleading, "Please, let me..." I shut you up by sitting squarely over your face...muzzling you with my crotch, almost smothering you!

"John, you may lick my pussy now," I said--but I was teasing you because I rose off a little. I want your tongue to reach for a taste and it did, jutting upwards. "Suck my juices," I ordered you. 

After allowing you to lash my slit with you tongue, I demanded a tongue fuck and you were so desperate for me to come, hoping I would get to your cock, that you complied like a mad man. Like your cock, your tongue was thick and fast. 

I was now riding your tongue and it was so much fun! I looked down and saw my juices flowing all over your face and the sight made me so hot I almost came right there. 

Once again, my lower body took over and I was sliding my cunt all over your now slippery face. I moved off your tongue and started banging my clit against your chin, scraping my tender pinkness against the bristles. 

I wanted total pleasure and vengeance from the man who practically raped me while I slept innocently! I started pulling my nipples hard and away, like you did to me. 

Your eyes were begging and I asked, "What?" Your desperate reply is two words, "Fuck me," but they are muffled by my groin. I laughed until I looked back again at your aching groin and I loved what I saw: 

Your beautiful cock was beet red, swollen. Just my looking down at you there made your hips start to pump. I reluctantly decided to take pity on you but I was a little too wet with my juices and your saliva.

"Lick me clean, you horny bastard," I ordered you. I wanted you to wash my crack with your tongue! I turned myself around and raised my rear so you can see how nasty wet I was. You lifted your head eagerly and began to lap me up. 

I could feel you doing a good job so I decided to reward you by bending down over your body and lowering my head towards your groin. I slid my tongue down your belly slowly and the closer I got to your nightstick, the quicker you licked and sucked my juices. I reached under you and grabbed your ass cheeks to pull me closer. 

Your raspy tongue was lapping up all my delicious syrup. The training was working. 

I reciprocated by licking your cock like it was an all day sucker. You were whining with pleasure from this long awaited attention. As I lowered my hot mouth over your cock your whole body started to quiver. My lips almost reached your gray hairy balls and you felt my gagging reflex on your cock.

Your excitement was so obvious as your tongue eagerly found my clit and moved it between your lips. The tides were turning and your exploring tongue prompted me to blow you like a tenured whore. I did my best to vacuum suck you and bounced my head down on you. I could taste the pre-cum already tickling my throat. 

You lost yourself in your work and I was shocked by the feel of your tongue against my tight rosebud. You probed it with the tip of your tongue sending a wild shock through my lower half.

I was torn between remaining in this wild 69 position or getting really fucked. The choice was mine but my pussy's addiction to your cock is hard to deny. 

I got up and roughly pushed your pants and jockeys out of the way, down to your knees. Your legs were spread too wide to get them to your ankles. 

You started fighting your restraints, you wanted freedom to take your pleasure. However, the show still belonged to me and soon I was sitting on your hard cock. 

Your total obedience was impossible at this point. "Ride me, bitch!" you roared. Your hips were swaying, your ass cheeks squeezed your groin upward. I too could not control this aching pleasure anymore. Yet, I had to slap your face one more time because of your afternoon insolence. Your eyes teared but you whispered, "Hit me again!"

I had better things to do! My cunt was jumping up and down on your rod hard and fast. Stretched wide by the massive thickness of your extraordinary tool, I was totally filled. It only takes about 15 strokes and then I am bursting with orgasmic heat. I threw my head and body backwards to get more leverage and to make me tighter. You are so thick that my clit was getting a lot of action and my climax started and made me ride you even harder, out of control. I pressed down--the whole weight of my body on your groin.

My moans became animal-like and I continued to ride you through my orgasms. My cunt was squirting a squeeze bottle full of honey. My pulsating lips and pounding hole took over your cock. I paused and thought of one more humiliation. I raised my hips so you could see between my legs and pissed a quick stream onto your groin. 

As the warm liquid wetted your hairy balls, I saw the hardest, most straining cock I've ever seen in my life. I jumped back on your dick and rode it through another quick orgasm. You are such a pervert that this rude treatment really set you off--pumping your hips up into me, you started cumming, shooting your hot load into the deepest part of me. Your cries filled the room and you were panting like a dog in summer. I thought you were having a heart attack!

I pulled off you and saw that thick white jism was still spurting over the head of your cock. I lapped it away for you and you thought I was finished, but I was not.

I then took my thumb and rubbed your piss slit and your cockhead hard, causing you to cum painfully again. "No More! Please!" you yell and pulled hard against your binds. 

You were begging me to stop and that made me rub your fat red, dick fist even harder. It was like a clit! Your body became a mass of jerking spasms--you couldn't take it and your groans turned into manly screams. You tried to tell me something but your garbled words didn't make sense. I continued to milk your cockhead with my thumb until you fell back totally drained.

My last cruelty was to get up and tell you I might be back. I leave you bound, your face still slimy from my juices, slam a door, and start my car. Your panic subsided as you replayed in your mind what happened and awaited my return. However, as it got later, you feared your wife would wonder where you are! Maybe I will you leave you there until I am certain you have changed your ways. Lucky for you, I need cleaned up again!

FIN