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Soon

By: Vampladydi



DB, this story always was, and always will be, yours. - VLD



"Soon," was all he said. "I'll see you soon." Then he hung up the phone.

God, she had come to hate that word. Soon. And she wondered just when exactly "soon" would be. Would she have to wait another hour, or three, or six? He hadn't said.

She strolled over to the window of her hotel room and peered outside, looking down at the city street below. She looked down at the people scurrying along the sidewalk, hailing taxicabs, grabbing a hasty cup of coffee from the corner street vendor. They all looked the same from her vantage point stories above, small and non-descript, and she wondered if she would be able to distinguish him as he approached. Would he meld into the sea of nameless faceless people rushing about, or would he stand out to her somehow? She smiled to herself and thought that he would, that even among the throngs of people passing by far below her, she would know it was him.

Stepping away from the window, the curtain fell back into place, blocking the late afternoon light and cloaking the room in semi-darkness. She glanced around the room, taking in every detail, this room where "soon" would end, where their longing and desire for each other would finally be consumated. Her fingers trailed across the mahogany armoire that encased a television, she closed her eyes for a brief moment and memorized the grain of the wood, breathing in a faint scent of lemon polish as she did.

She then grasped the arms of the upholstered chair in the corner, and as she looked upon the muted paisley print fabric, she could imagine him plunging inside her from behind. Her hands gripped the arms of the chair tighter, her knuckles turning white, as she thought of herself bent over this very chair, her ass thrust high, ready for his beautiful cock. Loosening her grip on the chair, she exhaled with a wistful sigh, and felt a trickle of moisture escape from between her thighs.

A sofa, covered in a soft green and accented by loose pillows that matched the paisley chair, was on the other side of the room. She looked at it, not moving from her place in front of the chair. And all at once she could see him so clearly, as if he were already there in the room, lounging naked upon the soft green fabric, his thick hard cock in his hand, slowly stroking it as his eyes looked into hers from across the room. She could see the precum glistening as it leaked from his opening, and without thinking she licked her lips in delicious anticipation of tasting him. And she thought, for a moment, she could hear him say, "Suck me, beautiful."

The clock on the bedside table illuminated the passing of time, and not even half an hour had gone by since she had last heard that word again. Her senses were heightened, and she was acutely aware of the dull ache, the incessant throbbing that eminated from deep within her, as she sat upon the bed. She had carried it with her for months now. Long, seemingly endless months, in which she had tried in vain to ease it, but her own touch was just a temporary balm. She smoothed the linen sheet on the bed. It was soft and soothing to her fingertips, as the dull ache built within her and became sharper. She wished he would hurry as she clenched her legs together, almost rocking upon the bed, because only his touch could assuage it.

Soon, as always, seemed to take forever to arrive, and the patience she had held onto were evaporating now that soon was almost here. The room was almost completely shrouded in darkness, now that the late afternoon had given way to evening twilight. Flipping on a lamp, the room was bathed in a soft warm glow, brightening the muted colors around her. She entered the bathroom and stared into the mirror, seeing herself as he would soon see her. Flushed with excitement. Glowing with sensual promise.

Piece by piece, she slowly removed her clothes, her jeans followed her shirt to the cold tile floor, until she stood there in just a shimmery silk and lace bra. The golden taupe contrasted against her tanned skin. She lowered the straps off her shoulders, and soon the bra lay atop the pile of clothes on the floor. Her hands came up the front of her body, caressing the warm skin he would soon touch. She couldn't wait any longer to feel his hands, his mouth, all over her. To touch every inch of her.

The sound of running water was deafening as she lowered her body into the steaming scented water, but it was one of her favorite sounds. Her head rested against the rim of the tub, as the hot liquid enveloped her. She thought she might quiet the ache, the throbbing within her, as she languished in the bath. But the cascading ripples that washed over her body awakened her rather than relaxed her, and of their own volition, her fingers rose from the water to grasp her nipples, twisting and pinching them hard, bringing her close to the edge. She scooted herself to the end of the tub where the water still ran in torrents from the faucet.

It was sweet torture, allowing the water to pound against the place where she throbbed, only to withhold herself from it the moment she threatened to shatter. Over and over she did this, until sweet torture became sweet agony, and she feared she might lose control and bring herself over. She had abstained from it for weeks, saving the hunger so she could unleash her voracious appetite upon him. With her limbs shaking with restraint, she sat there as the water drained away, then stood inside the tub and thought soon couldn't be much longer now, as she dried off with a fluffy white towel.

She was startled when she finally heard it, a knock upon her hotel room door. Oh God, soon was finally here! She threw on a short cream-colored silk robe and hurriedly tied the sash at the waist as she moved towards the door. With trembling fingers she turned the knob, and opened it. And there he was, wearing that smile she knew and loved, his brilliant eyes boring into her own, looking even better in the flesh than she could have ever imagined.

He reached for her through the open doorway, and as he stepped past the portal, in that electrified magical moment of their meeting, when she felt his first embrace, she remembered to release that breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. And then she took another breath, inhaling the scent of him, nuzzled in his neck. His skin felt so good against her face, and she might have been content to stay there like that, until he took her face in his hands and kissed her.

And that's when she knew her imagination had been sorely lacking, because it had not prepared her for the jolt she felt down into her very core when his lips touched hers, for the wave that hit her when their tongues met and mated. She came right then, into his mouth, just from his first kiss. Yet he never stopped kissing her as he backed her onto the bed, their hands clutching and groping each other, everywhere they could reach.

He only stopped to tear the cream-colored silk from her body, rendering her naked, breasts heaving and limbs quivering, there upon the bed. His eyes devoured her for an eternal moment before he claimed her mouth once more. She wanted to touch his bare skin, but his clothes were in the way, so she reached inside his waistband, and sunk her fingers into the flesh of his ass. She clutched him tight against her, pressing his hard cock, still confined in his clothes, into her soft yielding body.

His lips tore from her mouth then, and she gasped as he began leaving a trail of kisses and licks down her neck and breast. He latched onto her nipple and suckled, drawing it hard into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue, while he manipulated the other nipple with his fingers. She cradled his head, and held him to her breast as he sucked and laved, writhing beneath him. Her clit was pulsing between her thighs and the wave crashed upon her again. And as it ebbed away he left her breast and ventured further down her aching body. Her breast felt bereft without his lips upon them, the nipple hard and swollen, the aureola damp and puckered.

The moisture from between her legs no longer trickled, but felt as if it were gushing forth and dripping down her thighs, covering his hands that caressed her flesh there. His tongue dipped into her navel, briefly swirling inside of it, before he claimed the place that ached from an incessant throbbing.

"My sweetie," she whimpered, when he touched her sentient flesh with his tongue and sucked her swollen clit into his mouth.

She held his head to her sodden cunt while he licked up and down her lips, slurping her juices that copiously flowed, as she moaned and thrashed upon the bed. What was building within her was stronger than a wave, and had far more power than a jolt of electricity. Her breathing was ragged, short rapid pants that made her lightheaded. Almost faint. She thought she might die. And when he thrust his fingers inside her hot wet hole, she was sure she had. The sound she made when she screamed his name was primal and savage. It only ceased when he covered her mouth with his own, reducing it to mewling cries and whimpers as she devoured his mouth while trying to breathe.

Little by little, she came back from the spiral into which he had sent her. She savored his kisses, the taste of him, the feel of his weight on top of her, and yet she struggled beneath him. She wanted more. She needed more. More of him. So when he pushed up from her and knelt at the bottom of the bed between her legs, she followed. Placing her hands on his broad shoulders, she felt the wet cotton beneath her fingers, drenched with his sweat. Leaning into him, her bare breasts pressing against his chest, she looked up at him and softly whispered, "Fuck me, baby. Please. Fuck me now."

He smiled down at her as he stood up, hastily unbuckling his belt, yanking the zipper down. She finished what he started, sliding the impeding fabric down his legs as he removed his shirt. And when he was as naked as she, she devoured him with her blue eyes, and licked her lips in delicious anticipation of tasting the precum that glistened on the head of his cock, right there in front of her. She couldn't stop herself, and grasped his thick throbbing erection in her hand, her tongue darting out to lick up the shiny droplets.

Fuck, he tasted so good, she thought as she lapped up the precum that oozed from him. She looked up at him to see him looking down at her, and it seemed familiar, because it was. It was a picture that she had seen over and over, imprinted in her mind, burned into her brain, that image of him watching her take his cock in her mouth. And at that moment, she wanted to stay like that forever, but for him it was too much, and at the same time not enough.

Urgently, he pushed her back down on the bed and swiftly mounted her, nudging his cock, slick with her saliva, into her sopping wet slit. He slid all the way in and then thrust upwards to the hilt, before he withdrew. His balls smacked against her pussy lips with every long slow stroke. Again and again. Faster and harder.

And then he flipped her onto her hands and knees, her ass thrust high, waiting for his cock, and penetrated her again. He held onto a nipple and pinched, then gripped her hip hard with one hand, her long blonde hair fisted in the other, pulling, as he forcefully pumped in and out of her. He grunted and she cried out with each stroke of his cock, with each smack of his balls against her flesh. Her arms and legs were shaking, and he asked, "Are you there yet, hon?"

She couldn't speak, just moaned.

"Cum for me, baby!" He pounded harder, pumped in and out of her faster.

"Soon," was all she said.

"Cum with me," he groaned. The sweet sounds of his rapture filling the room, his cock filling her with his hot cum, and the wave washed over her once again, her fulfillment accompanying his.

And after, she layed there nestled against him. The ache had been sated, at least for a while. Then she turned to him with her wicked little smile. He smiled back. He smiled because he knew. The dull ache, the incessant throbbing, would return even stronger. He could make it come back, and she would need him again. Soon. 

Soon



for Kelly

I'd always heard long distance relationships just don't work out in the end. I just loved being able to prove everyone wrong.

We've been going strong for three years now, Kelly and I. What had started out as a very simple online friendship had grown and nearly exploded as we realized how strongly we felt about each other. I know it wasn't what I had planned on, and was pretty sure he hadn't either, but there it was.

Our first meeting was one of simple recognition. After chatting, emailing and finally talking on the phone for months, Kelly drove from Ontario to Alabama for a visit. I opened the door and saw him there, in the flesh, after dreaming and imagining for so long and then he was there. Four inches or so taller than my 5'7', nicely muscled body, and long black hair that I had only dreamed of running my fingers through. We looked each other up and down, almost shyly comparing our imagined version of the other to the reality, and then our eyes met, and that's when I felt the click. I described it later as recognition, and that's exactly what it was. I recognized the one I had looked for and wanted for as long as I can remember. Kelly told me later he felt that a puzzle piece that had been missing was suddenly right in front of him.

I smiled and stepped back from the door, wordlessly inviting him in, both of us still quiet in the face of what was happening.

"Want a beer?" I asked him as I started towards the kitchen. He nodded, and I realized that I still hadn't heard him speak. Was he disappointed? Shy? I felt an insane urge to call the whole visit off, but knew I would be sorry forever if I did. I got two beers out of the refrigerator, and walked back into the living room, where he was already sitting on the couch, looking around.

I handed him his beer, opened mine, and took a long drink while I watched him out of the corner of his eye - he was watching me. He reached out and grabbed a sable curl that had been laying over my chest and ran it between his fingers. "So beautiful," he almost whispered.

Before I realized what I was doing, I reached out and held his face in my hands, and kissed him, hard. I felt him draw back in surprise, but then his mouth opened and his tongue met mine. He put down his beer, and then I felt his arms go around me, and he pushed me back into the cushions of the couch, kissing me back and teasing my lips with the tip of his tongue.

When he finally broke the kiss, he was smiling into my eyes. I grinned back at him, and all I could think of to say was, "Wow." Kelly erupted into laughter and drew back, picking up his beer and sipping it while continuing his perusal of me.

I jumped up, and grabbed his hand, pulling him after me. "C'mon. Let's get out of here for a little while. Some of my friends are really anxious to meet you." I knew that if we stayed in the house, we would end up in bed very soon, and I wanted some time for us to get to know each other, and feel comfortable together first.

We got in my car, and headed over to Katie's house. She normally had a few people over there on Friday nights, playing cards, drinking beer, and just in general goofing off, and I knew it was a good place for Kelly to meet some of my friends in a relaxed atmosphere. When we got there, her driveway was crowded with trucks and cars, causing Kelly to look over at me and say,"I don't mind meeting your friends, Patti, but I'd really rather just spend time with you, I'm not really into partying with a lot of people I don't know."

"We'll just stay for a bit, I promise. Most of my friends are usually here around this time. Let's just stay long enough to drink a beer or so and then we'll leave, okay?"

Kelly smiled and winked at me, then said, "For you....okay. But, soon. I want to have you all to myself soon."

We walked into the open front door, and were greeted with shouts and people craning their necks to see Kelly. My friends had all heard about him and were curious. My girlfriends all grinned when they saw him, and several were giving me the thumbs-up signal when his back was turned, making me laugh. Kelly found a seat on the couch, and pulled me with him, seating me firmly on his lap. Someone passed us a couple of beers and we passed an hour or so chatting and laughing at the ribbing my friends were giving Kelly for his slight Canadian accent. It was a novelty to us, and a huge source of amusement to most of those there.

When Kelly thought no one would notice, he would slip his hand between my thighs, stroking me through my jeans. Reaching for another beer, his arm would brush the side of my breast, and he would make the gesture last longer than was necessary. Several times I used the cover of everyone's banter and laughter to whisper to him, "Behave."

He reached for the ashtray on the table in front of us, and I heard an equally emphatic, "No." I turned and caught him laughing at me. He loved the fact that I was so clearly his, even with all my friends around us. He kept up his clandestine stroking, keeping me permanently flushed. My wiggling around in his lap was apparently having the same effect on him - I could feel the growing bulge of his cock underneath my ass.

Kelly started lightly bouncing me with his knee, and then he leaned forward to lightly nibble on my earlobe. He breathed into my ear, "Ready to go, gorgeous?"

I quickly nodded my agreement, and we stood to say goodbye, amid laughs and winks. Everyone knew why we were leaving and couldn't resist the opportunity to tease me just a little about it.

Kelly and I walked, hand in hand, out to the car. He opened my door for me and leaned down to kiss me before he closed the door. I waited for him to get in, and as I turned the key in the ignition he reached for my hand and kissed it. "Your friends are great, but I can't wait to get back to your house," he said, looking me in the eye. His eyes were the deepest black I had ever seen, yet they were warm and soft.

"Are you nervous?" he asked after a minute. I glanced over at him, and then back at the road.

"Yeah, a little. That sounds goofy, doesn't it?"

"No, it really doesn't. I am, too. Some." He still had my hand in his, holding it lightly in his lap.

I grinned at him. "That makes me feel a little better."

We pulled into my driveway, walked up to the door, where he took my keys and unlocked the door for me. I headed in towards the kitchen and dropped my purse and keys on the table. When I turned, he was very close behind me.

His voice was very quiet. "Patti"

I raised my eyebrows in question, leaning my hip lightly against the kitchen table.

He held his hand out towards me. "C'mere."

I went to him, and felt him wrap his arms around me and pull me close. I expected him to kiss me, but he didn't, not right away. Kelly rested his chin on my shoulder and breathed into my hair.

"It's so good to feel you here, in my arms, finally. I've wanted to just hold you for so long now," he whispered. He held me there, slightly rocking me, and then let go. Grabbing my hand, as if he thought I might slip away from him, he led me down the hall to my bedroom.

My heart felt like it was jumping all around inside my chest. I knew him so well through our long conversations and letters, but knowing someone inside was so different than getting to know them physically. I hadn't felt so nervous since I was in high school and losing my virginity.

Kelly paused at the door to my bedroom, and raised his eyebrows, questioning if this was the right door. I nodded and felt a nervous smile come over my face. He grinned back, a flash of white teeth in his brown face, then tugged me inside. "Lets just lay here for a little while, and get to know each other, okay?" he asked, "I think we both need some time...I'm nervous as hell."

That made me feel a little better, and I laughed.

He kicked off his shoes, and made himself comfortable on my bed, then patted the space next to him in invitation. I bounced onto the bed next to him, propped myself up on my elbow to look at him, and felt a silly smile cross my face.

In answer to my smile, he said "What?"

"Oh, well.....um, I'm just smiling cause you're here, that's all. It seems weird."

"Does, doesn't it?" He reached out with one hand and absently played with my hair. "Are you disappointed?"

"No, not at all. Are you?"

"Nope, not a bit." His hand went from my hair to my side, lightly stroking through the cotton of my tee shirt. "Am I making you nervous?'

"No, its not you, it's just the whole...situation, I guess." I stroked his face with my hand.

Kelly pulled me closer, wrapping one arm around me, and kissed me, gently at first. His kiss deepened, and he pulled me hard against him. I could feel his cock, hard against my belly. I felt him deftly undo my bra, and then he pushed my t-shirt up and began lightly teasing my nipple with his tongue and teeth. It took my breath away.

His hands began to work on the zipper of my jeans, and the tickle of his hair against my ribcage made me bold, and I stripped my shirt off over my head, disentangled my bra from around me. Kelly went from one breast to the other, licking and nipping. I could feel the heat begin inside.

Kelly stopped for a moment, and I opened my eyes in protest. "Let's get these jeans off you...I need access!"

I laughed, and helped him discard my jeans to the floor. I couldn't help adding, "Have you ever noticed how much sexier clothes look just thrown on the floor like that?" I put my hands on the hem of his shirt, and started tugging, "Now....your turn."

There seemed to be a flurry of clothes flying through the air for a moment. I felt shy again for a split second, until he pulled me up against him again.

He began kissing his way down my body, paying minute attention to each dip and valley. I tangled my hands in his hair; wrapped it around each finger as if it were a line to keep me from drifting away. He urged my thighs apart by kissing the insides, and then startled me by biting them...hard. Putting his mark on me.

Almost reflexively, my thighs separated, and my legs bent up towards my chest. I felt Kelly's breath on my already wet pussy, then his tongue, lightly stroking and probing. He hooked his arms under my knees, forcing my legs up higher and wider. He slowly pushed a finger into me, while sucking my clit between his lips, and I arched my back, wanting more.

He added another finger, and fucked me slowly, flicking his tongue against my clit. I began rocking my hips, encouraging him. My breath started to come in gasps....I was getting so close to cumming. My grip in his hair tightened and I pulled his face in to me. He picked up the pace with both his hand and his tongue, fucking me hard, sucking on my clit and then flicking it roughly with his tongue.

I arched my back almost impossibly high, and came with a groan, drenching his face. Kelly pulled himself back over me, my legs still hooked over his arms and entered me slowly. My pussy clenched hard around him, and he pushed home, holding me still, obviously enjoying my spasms.

Leaning down to kiss me, punishing my mouth with his, he started a slow, sensual rhythm with his hips. I pushed back against him, wanting more, trying to urge him on, and he knew it. I felt a chuckle against my neck, and he said, "Soon." His teeth pressed against my neck where it joined my shoulder, and he bit me hard enough to bruise.

Kelly rocked back, up onto his knees, releasing my legs. His hands went to my hips, gripping me hard up against him, and began fucking me hard. Riding me. I held his arms for leverage and fucked him back, rocking to get as much of his cock inside me as I could.

He slowed for a moment and I groaned in frustration. Looking me in the eye, he almost growled, "What do you want?"

"Oh, god, Kelly....just fuck me, please!"

Placing my legs over his shoulders, he fucked me hard, impossibly hard, his balls slapping my ass. His breathing was as harsh as mine. It was almost painful, until he pushed me past the pain into incredible pleasure. I felt I would black out for a moment and through the haze I saw him throw back his head and almost roar when he starting cumming.

Kelly held me there, and I could feel his cock pulsing inside me, my thighs quivering in the aftermath. Collapsing next to me, he laughed quietly.

When I finally got enough breath to speak, I asked, "What?"

I felt him smile against my neck, and he said, "Damn."

Wrapping one arm around him, I breathed in the scent of his body, and his hair, and I whispered, "I could do that again."

He whispered back, "Soon."



Soon Again



"Man, I need a beer."

I was in college, and having just turned 23, I decided to go out to a bar, which I didn't do too often. I was never one for social environments, but I was stressed and wanted some alcohol to calm my senses. Not to mention I wanted out of the damn dorm. I threw on some casual clothes: black jeans, sneakers, and an Alice in Chains T-shirt. If I do say so myself, I was attractive – 6'2", jet-black hair that hung in my face, eyes that were so dark that they were almost black, thinner, but muscular – though I had only been on a date once before in high school. I was still getting used to my new body, even though it had already been 5 months. Some things – like having an eight-inch thing sticking out of your body – are hard to get used to.

Oh, I forgot to mention that. I was born a female, but things happen, y'know? 

Anyway, I left my dorm and headed for the bar two blocks away. I didn't have a car, which was okay, I needed the exercise. It was mid-fall, and living in upstate Michigan, kinda cold. Of course I was stupid and forgot any type of jacket, so I was freezing. When I walked in the door, it was just what I expected on a Friday night: intense scent of tobacco and alcohol, bright neon lights, and drunken chicks. I never did find them attractive. I casually walked up to the bar and got a beer. Something – or someone – caught my eye. At the end of the bar was a girl who looked to be of similar age, maybe 21, with dirty blonde hair that extended about halfway down her back, and curves that would've probably caught my eye first if she hadn't been crying. I nonchalantly walked over and asked if she was okay.

"My fiancé cheated on me."

I didn't really know what to say, I hadn't had any experience with this. "Would you like something? Food, another drink?" She quickly glanced at me and I saw she had beautiful emerald-colored eyes. "A hug would be nice." she whispered. Well, not the statement I expected, but hell, I just wanted to help. I got her to her feet and embraced her. She buried her face into my chest and sobbed. I felt terrible, she was hurting bad. "Hey, why don't we leave and go someplace quieter? It might help." She hesitantly took my hand as I led her out of that noisy place and down the road. I wondered how she must feel, being cared for like this by a total stranger. I just let this happen. 

We walked to the park on campus and sat down on a park bench. It was a full moon and stunningly clear. I was so caught up in the view that I didn't notice how bad she was shivering. I still had no coat. "Fuck," I thought, "now what?" I just used quick thinking and pulled my shirt off, wrapping her in it. I'm sure she didn't expect that, but hey, neither did I. We sat there and after a while she dozed off with her head on my chest. Then I realized the situation I was in. There's a girl I've never met sleeping in my arms at 11 on a Friday night. Okay, my dorm is right over there, I'll just take her there until she wakes up. She wasn't heavy at all, and I took her up to my dorm and laid her down on my bed. I sat at my desk across the room studying for about an hour, and then I heard her stir. She was still sound asleep, or so I thought. I kept hearing whining and mumbling, and I just assumed she was dreaming. I turned around and looked at her. Shit. This girl, whom I have never met, was masturbating in my bed. I don't think she even realized that she wasn't where she thought she was. What the hell am I supposed to do? "Uh, hello." She bolted upright, her eyes wild, face red, and hands soaked. Seeing her like this really turned me on, and I could feel my dick starting to harden. I tried to keep my cool.

"Uh, remember me? From the bar?" 

She just burst into tears. Poor girl, she's probably confused, embarrassed, and drunk.

"May I at least know your name?"

"Abby."

God, her voice sounded so sweet. "I'm Connor. May I come lay next to you?"

She nodded.

She still had my shirt; I never took it off of her. But where was it? I lied down next to her, trying to hide my emerging erection. She mumbled something I didn't quite understand.

"What?"

In less than an instant, the blankets were gone and she was sitting on top of me, holding me down. Holy shit. She didn't have her pants on, and I could feel that she was soaked. My dick hurt. I didn't know what she wanted from me. She just stared into my eyes, and I could smell her arousal. Why the hell is she horny like this? I didn't do anything! I reached my hand down to my zipper to release my engorged member, but she stopped me. "I'll give the orders here. Do not move or make a sound." She intently started kissing my neck, and her hot breath on my neck made me moan. I needed to do something. I slowly guided her face level with mine. "Baby, this is going to be the best night of your life." Very quickly I switched our positions. I began to passionately kiss her neck and I slowly moved down to her large, beautiful breasts. As I nibbled on one of her nipples, I heard a gasp escape her lips followed by a low, sensual moan. Yes, I have her right where I want her. She reached down and fumbled with the zipper on my jeans. I helped her remove them and felt a wonderful sense of release as my manhood sprang free from its confines. She grabbed onto it and started jerking and squeezing it. I moaned in response, but then I realized I was in charge. I forced her hand away. "No, it's not your turn, babe." As I continued to caress her breasts with one hand, I took my other pinky finger and slowly put it into her wet cunt. 

"Mmm, baby, you're so wet. You're wet for me, aren't you girl?" 

She couldn't answer; she was so shocked from the turning of tables that she was just a mumbling and groaning mess. I worked a second, then a third finger into her. She was obviously a virgin, her tight pussy clenched my fingers and she was crying out. I was ready for a show. I hovered above her and positioned my dick at her entrance. Slowly, inch by inch, I worked my way into her.

"Oh, oh, Conner! It hurts!"

I ignored this. It hurt me too, she was so tight around me, but it felt good. "Oh girl, this is nothing yet" I said with a sexy devilish grin.

I eventually got all 8 inches into her. I pulled out almost completely, and then slammed back into her. I did this over and over as she screamed in a combination of pain and pleasure.

"CONNER! IT HURTS! DON'T STOP! I'M GONNA CUM! CONNOR...!"

The last word barely escaped her mouth as she hit her climax. She immediately started bucking her hips and her muscles went stiff. She came all over me and I pulled my still rigid cock out of her and lapped away at her juices, sending her into another orgasm that in turn triggered my own. I released my hot load all over her and myself, and I felt her go limp. She blacked out. 

Unaware of what to do next, I just decided to leave her there while I went to shower. Once I finished, she was gone. The only evidence she had been here was a note upon my pillow: 

"Soon again."



*This is my first attempt at this, helpful criticism would be great.*



Soon As I Get Home



The blue-gray sky peaks through my window as a new day begins to show itself. I roll over with cloudy eyes and look at the clock - its 5:52am. I turn in the other direction and pull the covers over my head, trying to avoid getting out of bed. I blink a few times to try to focus. Stretched out across the bed, my arms go above my head to try and get the kinks out, waking the rest of me up. As I bend my body, memories of the night before come flooding in - my back arched off the bed, one nipple in your mouth and the other in your palm as you plow in... out... in... out... in... out over and over again until I come crashing down, creaming your name and writhing in pleasure. I smile at the memory and lick my lips, but inside I can't help but feel a sense of loneliness, wishing I'd woken up beside you. I finally rise up and place one foot on the floor, then the other. I stretch again as I stand and make my way down the hall to the bathroom. As I walk, I can't help but notice the draft in between my legs from the wetness that developed due to last night's memory. I immediately begin anticipating you coming home tonight, and brace myself for the long day ahead.

*******

It's 10:34am and I've been at work for a few hours now. The day drags by, since not many people are in the office today. I squirm in my chair - I've been uncomfortable all day, thinking about coming back home to you. It's one of those days when all I can think about is sex. Even looking at my desk makes me think of sex, wishing you were here to bend me over from behind with my legs spread wide and my breasts up against the tabletop while I grip the corners for support. By this time I have a permanent wet spot in my panties. I try not to show my arousal as people walk by and stop to chat. I grip my coffee mug, nervously tap my foot and close my eyes, willing the day to go by quicker. 

*******

Its 2:29pm - only 31 more minutes to go before I can finally leave. I'm so horny it aches. I thought about going out to the car to touch myself earlier, but staring at the picture of us on my desk I noticed your big firm hands and knew that my own touch wouldn't suffice - I need to feel you. I need to feel your heavy hands and rough fingertips in between my warm, wet thighs. I look up at my computer screen every few minutes until its 3'oclock. At 3 I log off, shut my office door, and rush out to the car, hoping that you're already home when I get there. 

*******

At 4:10pm I round the corner of our street and begin to approach the house. I notice that I'm holding my breath as I approach; I release it in relief when I see your car in the driveway. I park, check myself in the mirror, and hop out of the car. I enter the house and notice you in the kitchen wearing a gray suit. As I quickly stride towards you, I can't help but notice how sexy you look - I love seeing you in a suit; but what I love even more is getting you out of one. As I walk towards you, you say hello and ask how my day was. I finally reach you at the end of your sentence, place my hands on the back of your neck to pull you close to me, and kiss you deeply. I put all of my pint-up sexual energy behind the kiss as I lick, suck, and bite down on your luscious lips. 

You respond immediately, and I can feel you begin to get hard up against me. Those strong hands that I've been craving make their way up the back of my thighs, then slowly ease my dress up over my hips. I get goosebumps as I continue to feel your fingertips move up my ribcage and over my breasts while you lift my dress up over my head. Having finally broken the kiss, I stand in front of you in the kitchen wearing a black lace bra, matching panties, and black heels. I reach up to undo your tie, then pull your head close to my mouth so that I can whisper in your ear. Your hands rest on my ass, gently squeezing it as I start to unbuckle your pants. While I unzip your fly, I moan in your ear "I need you to fuck me." Your pants slide down to your ankles and you immediately respond to my request. 

We both fumble through the buttons on your shirt and toss it to the floor. You pick me up, grab my thighs, and pin me to the wall as we continue to kiss, both breathing heavy now. You break the kiss as your lips find my neck. I feel the tip of your tongue dance across my collar bone and trace up to my ear, my legs clench your waist and my fingers dig into your shoulders in response. I moan as your teeth tug on my earlobe, and my goosebumps multiply when I hear you grumble a deep "Mmmm" in my ear. I can't take it anymore - I need to feel you inside of me. 

Helplessly I murmur "Baby, Please" while your right hand slides up my thing and into my panties. My breath catches in my throat as the touch I've been craving all day sends chills up my spine. Your strong fingers rub circles around my swollen clit and my moans come more frequently. Reflexively, I push my pelvis toward your touch, my wetness leaking all over your hand now. You can tell that I'm getting close and in one swift motion you free the erection from your briefs and pull my panties to the side. I look down to watch you enter me, then tilt my head back and close my eyes to savor the feeling. 

My pussy muscles clench down on your cock as you slide deeper inside me. You begin to move in and out of me slowly and with each motion, I feel all of the stress and sexual tension from the day begin to build in my pussy. With each thrust you pick up speed, grunting in unison with my moans. My pussy grabs you tighter and you begin to twitch inside of me - we're both close now. You give me five more strong, deep strokes then I dig into your shoulders and scream out in ecstasy as my juices drip down between us. I feel you release shortly after, your hands digging into my thighs while you bury your face into my neck. I twitch from the aftershocks in your arms, and we both slide down to the floor. Laying in our arms I smile, look up, and give you a kiss. I can't help but think about how lucky I am, how much I love you, and how I can't wait to come home to you every day.



Soon, My Sweet



Mindy walked in circles around the large toy store, looking for just the right present for her new niece. Colorful displays stood throughout the store, attempting to entice buyers into purchasing something other than what they came for. Stopping at a strategically placed display of stuffed animals, Mindy picked up a bunny rabbit and examined it. 

Holding a carrot stick? she thought. Are companies getting so tight fisted that they can no longer be bothered to give the poor bunnies the entire carrot?

As cute as the bunny was, the carrot stick just looked too weird, so Mindy decided to buy a teddy bear instead. After digging through piles of teddy bears with bow-ties, fat furry bears, skinny nappy bears, polar bears on skis, and many other varieties, Mindy spied a pink teddy bear holding a baby blanket. 

Perfect, she thought as she carried the baby bear to the check-out. 

Mindy checked her watch and realized she was running more behind than she thought. She was driving up to see her new niece and hadn't had time to get her a present yet, so when she spotted the toy store just off the high-way, she couldn't resist stopping. The newborn baby wouldn't have a clue whether her aunt brought her something or not, but she couldn't just show up without a gift. After all, this was her sister's first baby and Mindy's first niece. 

She had spent more time in the toy store than she had meant to and she was already way behind schedule. If her boss had not made her work late, she would have had plenty of time to get there. Even though she would now arrive too late to see her sister and the new baby, at least she would be able to go visit first thing in the morning. If she had waited until morning to leave, she wouldn't have gotten there until mid-afternoon.

Mindy hurried out to her car and got back on the road. She still had a long drive ahead of her and it was already fast approaching 9 pm. At this rate, it would be 2 am before she arrived in her sister's town. She'd have to find a hotel to crash in until it was a more civilized hour to go visiting.

***

After driving for three hours, Mindy's eyes felt itchy and watery from the strain of fighting off sleep and she had caught herself about to doze off more than once. She decided to pull over for the night and finish the trip in the morning, her eyes scanning the road-side, looking for a sign advertising a hotel.

Just when she thought she would have to pull over to the side of the road and sleep in her car, she spotted a sign for a motel a few miles off the next exit. Thank goodness, she thought, eager to crawl into a nice warm bed and sleep.

Geez, this is creepy, Mindy thought as she turned onto the dark road that led to the motel. Tall trees lined the road on each side and Mindy felt a shiver travel up her spine. Spooky. The road felt like a bumpy country lane and no lights shone anywhere. She couldn't even see the lights from the motel.

"Damnit!" Mindy cursed as her car sputtered and died. Try as she might, the car would not start; turning the key only resulted in a grinding noise from deep within the motor. Slamming her hand on the steering wheel in frustration, Mindy couldn't believe her luck.

She reached into her purse for her cell phone and was dismayed to see it didn't have a signal. Realizing her only two choices were to wait in the car and hope for rescue or to get out and try to walk to the motel for help, Mindy decided she would have to walk. 

She had not seen one car since pulling off the highway, and she doubted one would come along any time soon. Besides, there was no way she was going to stay alone in the car on this creepy road. She had heard too many stories of lone women disappearing from desolate highways after having trouble, leaving no trace except for their deserted cars.

She got out of the car, looking around for any kind of marker that would help her describe the location of her car. Brief flashes of lightening lit up the sky, contributing to the sense of foreboding creeping along Mindy's spine.

Oh, just great, go ahead and start pouring rain, it would be just my luck, she thought.

This was just going from bad to worse. Mindy started off along the road, wishing she had a flashlight to keep the deep shadows at bay that the trees cast along the road. In fact, that was the only thing besides the road and her car that she could see, lots and lots of trees with gnarled branches which seemed to reach out as if to grasp her in their wooden clutches.

Wanting to get to the warmth and light of the motel as quickly as possible, Mindy walked quickly and purposefully down the road. She was starting to get really creeped out and was thankful that it would probably only take her about half an hour to walk the remaining miles to the motel. She was in good shape and worked out regularly, so this short trek was like a walk in the park. Well, like a walk in a very dark and foreboding park.

As Mindy walked, she began to feel like she was being watched, like there was a presence in the woods with her. The hair on her neck stood on end, and goose bumps rippled along her skin. Her steps quickened, increasing her speed to a jog. The further she went, the more scared she became, her heart thudding in her chest. 

Get a grip, she thought. The darkness and the fact that you are alone and surrounded by woods are getting to you. There's nothing out there. You'll be at the motel in no time and then everything will be okay. There will be lights and people and a nice warm bed.

Despite the reassurances to herself, Mindy continued to increase her speed until she ran swiftly along the road, occasionally looking behind her shoulder as if expecting to see something pursuing her. She screamed as she stumbled over a large rock and pitched forward, landing face first on the road. Certain she heard the snap of twigs, she jumped up and fled down the road.

Suddenly, the sensation of a presence felt so strong, it enveloped her, weighing her down and slowing her steps until she barely moved. Body trembling, she struggled to breathe as a dark heaviness settled upon her, squeezing her body like a vise.

Panic attack, was the last thought that ran through her mind as the blackness settled over her vision, and she slumped to the ground in a heap.

Mindy awoke some time later with the feeling something was very, very wrong. She no longer lay in the middle of the road but hung off the ground by her tightly bound wrists. Her heart almost stopped when she realized she was naked, her nipples hard in the cool night air. 

Roughness bit into the back of her body, and she understood she hung from a tree. Leather cuffs joined together by a d-ring restrained her wrists, and the ring hung on a spike driven into the tree.

Oh my god, I'm in deep shit, Mindy thought as she looked wildly about. "Help! Someone help me!" she screamed, praying she was close enough to the motel for someone to hear her.

The heavy feeling returned, weighing upon Mindy's body like a stone as a deep menacing voice spoke, "No one will hear you my sweet."

Mindy frantically strained to see into the darkness, looking for the origin of the voice, but she saw nothing except menacing trees, dancing in the wind.

"I have been watching you, waiting for the moment when I could make you mine," said the ominous voice.

Chills raced down Mindy's spine. She did not want to think about what those words might mean. Rustling leaves caught her attention and she looked wildly about, trying to catch sight of her tormenter amidst the tree trunks as lightening flashed overhead.

"My dear sweet Mindy, so beautiful, so alluring, so sexy, you've always been mine, you know. For lifetimes now, I've reclaimed you, only to lose you to the curses of fate. This time will be different; this time I will bind you to me forever."

A man, tall and broad-shouldered, appeared out of the trees in front of her; only as he got closer, Mindy realized her big mistake.

I'm in really deep shit, she thought as she saw it wasn't a man at all. An icy cold shiver raced through her body as her brain tried to make sense of what her eyes saw.

Black scales covered his sinewy arms and legs, and his ears pointed towards the top of his bald, scaly head. His full, blood-red lips curved into a devious smile as he approached her, pointy teeth revealed behind them as his smile grew wider.

"Do not be afraid, sweet Mindy. I am not going to hurt you. I am only going to claim what is mine."

Quaking with horror, Mindy looked at the creature, his ice-blue eyes standing out starkly from the rest of his ebony scaled body. Her eyes dropped, taking in the enormous erection sprouting from his abdomen. Her belly quivered in fear at the thought of what he would do with the monstrosity. 

Scrabbling for purchase at the ground several inches below, she flinched away trying to draw back into herself when she felt his cold hand trace a line down her side. He moved closer and fear engulfed her as his hot breath warmed her neck. A sharp pain bit into her as he gently nipped her neck with his pointy teeth before sliding his forked tongue up her jaw and onto her face. 

Tremors racked her body as his mouth closed over hers, the power of the kiss pushing her head forcefully against the tree. His tongue slithered inside her mouth, coiling around hers in an alien embrace.

His cold reptilian hands caressed her breasts and then pinched her nipples, sending involuntary sparks of hot pleasure through her. His forked tongue slithered down her body, first wrapping around one nipple and then the other before continuing down her belly until the creature knealt between her legs.

"Oh," she gasped as she felt the coarse tongue lashing at her clit. Even though her mind was terror-stricken, her body responded to what the creature did. Pleasure rushed through her as his tongue expertly teased her clit from its hood; her thighs trembling as her arousal made itself known by the swelling of her sex. 

Oh my god, she thought as the creature's tongue expertly caressed her slit. How can I possibly be enjoying this so much?

Oh, but she did enjoy it. The creature's tongue slithering about her sex felt like nothing she had ever experienced. Involuntary moans escaped her as pleasure swept through her body. Her hips strained towards his tongue, the intensity of her arousal threatening to overtake her.

Must fight, she thought, must not give in, must not.

Mindy knew she fought a losing battle, and she almost passed out from the pleasure of it as his tongue, so flexible and long, snaked around her clit. Her head thrashed about as the heat of her arousal spread through her body while her mind, which was still fighting for control, screamed, "No!No!No!"

Mindy tried to turn her head away as he moved up her body, his mouth capturing hers, the taste of her arousal strong on his tongue as it slithered inside to caress hers. His cold hands gripped her thighs and pulled her legs off the ground as his enormous cock rubbed against the entrance to her throbbing pussy.

"No, please, don't!" Mindy begged as the creature's cock pushed forward, seeking entrance into the soft, enveloping walls of her pussy.

"Always a protest before your body takes control and you begin to moan with pleasure. Always the same," the creature whispered in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine.

Her body quivered as he leaned down, his forked tongue flicking her nipples, and her back arched, as her body sought more of the pleasure his tongue wrought. 

Mindy cried out as his enormous cock speared her tight pussy, stretching it wide around his thickness, and she vainly struggled against his hard body. Each forceful thrust sent waves of pleasure through her trembling body, and soon Mindy was lost to everything but mindless bliss as the creature had its wicked way with her.

Her will to fight drained away by the power of the arousal flowing through her body, Mindy wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer to her, driving her hips down to meet each thrust, forcing his cock deeper into her hot depths. Her body filled with need as the creature fucked her against the tree, uncaring as her skin rubbed against the rough bark while he thrust vigorously into her.

A cold hand reached between their bodies and stroked her inflamed clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through Mindy, her cries echoing through the trees. 

"Yes, my sweet, come for me," crooned the creature as Mindy's moans grew louder. 

Another flick of his tongue on her nipple sent Mindy crashing over the edge and her body shook from the force of her shattering orgasm. Blackness washed over her as the intensity of the orgasm short-circuited her body.

The creature let out a snarl and slammed his huge cock deep into her limp body, spurting his hot unearthly come like an erupting volcano deep into Mindy's womb. Waves of come spewed over and over with each thrust as the creature filled Mindy with his seed. 

After the eruption ceased, the creature quickly released Mindy from the tree and laid her down upon a bed of leaves, kissing her tenderly and carefully redressing her. He swiftly carried her back to the spot in the road and then left her.

"Soon, my sweet," he whispered as he crept back into the woods. "I will return for you."

***

Mindy shot upright and frantically looked around, the vestiges of a nightmare crashing about in her head.

"It's okay, dear. You're in a room in my motel. The mister found ya out in the middle of the road a couple of miles away from your stalled car. Seems ya tripped over a root and banged your head pretty hard on the ground. He brought ya back here, and we got ya in bed. The doctor came out and looked ya over and said that ya'd be fine come morning."

Mindy saw a frail old lady, her lap covered in a quilt, rocking in a chair in the corner of the small, dingy room. The last thing she remembered was her car sputtering to a stop on the lonely road. The nightmare she had dreamed seemed so vivid, so lifelike. Boy, I had better stop watching so many horror movies, she thought. 

"What's your name, dear?" inquired the old woman, interrupting Mindy's thoughts.

"Mindy. Where's my car?"

"The mister got it fired up and brought it up here, so it's sitting out there in the parking lot. Not sure what was wrong with it when it died on ya, but it seems to be running fine now."

"Thank you. I appreciate all of your help, but I really need to get going. I am on my way to see my sister and her new baby."

"You're welcome dear. Ya can come out whenever you're ready. The mister has your keys at the front desk. Don't worry about the room. After your rough night, it's on the house."

Goosebumps sprouted on Mindy's skin as the old lady mentioned a rough night. Mindy wasn't sure what was going on, but a sudden spurt of fear had run through her body at the sound of those words. She jumped out of bed, creeped out and eager to get as far away from this forlorn place as possible.

As she jumped out of bed, she noticed that her pussy throbbed as if it had been used roughly and her nipples were tender as they rubbed her shirt. What in the hell is going on? she wondered.

Desperate to get away from the eerie hotel and the deepening sense of foreboding that seemed to ache in her very bones, Mindy rushed out her room to the front desk. Ignoring the puzzled look of the wrinkled little man behind the desk, she frantically grabbed her keys and rushed to her car.

Soon, she was on the road, a couple of hours away from seeing her new niece. She estimated that she would arrive at the hospital just as visitation hours began. By the time she reached her destination, the strange foreboding feeling that she had felt in the creepy motel room had disappeared, and she blamed it on the knock she had taken to the head.

***

Nine months later, Mindy lay in a hospital bed, waiting for the nurses to bring her new son and put him in her arms. The birth had been long and painful, and she had passed out as her new son had finally entered the world.

She had not gotten to see him yet. He had struggled a little to breathe and so before she had been revived from her swoon, they had taken him to the NICU to be checked out. Having pinked up fully after receiving a little oxygen and since all of his tests had come out fine; they were releasing him from the NICU and were bringing him to meet his mommy any minute.

Mindy still marveled at the fact that she had gotten pregnant the last night that she had slept with her now ex-boyfriend. They had used protection, but the condom must have failed because he was the only man that she had been intimate with for a time of several months. When he found out that she was pregnant, he hit the roof, claiming that it couldn't be his and that she must have been sleeping around.

Mindy had not heard anything from him since the night he stormed out of the house, saying he could not keep living with such a whore. At first, Mindy was upset but soon came to realize that if he could not accept the baby, then he did not deserve to be in their lives. 

The pregnancy had initially been a tremendous shock, but as the baby grew in her womb, Mindy could not shake the feeling that he was meant to be. As her tummy grew larger, she began to feel him moving about inside her, and he captured her heart as she eagerly anticipated his arrival.

"Here we are," chirped a nurse as she walked into the room, pushing the isolate. She picked up the bundled infant and carried him over to the waiting arms of his mommy.

Mindy joyfully opened her arms, eager to meet the little guy that had bounced around in her tummy for the past nine months. She had lived for this moment since the first time she heard his strong heartbeat at the doctor's office. Her wide smile suddenly vanished when the baby opened his eyes.

Ice-blue eyes, those of her nightmare, stared back at her and Mindy screamed - the words "Soon my sweet, I will return for you," echoing in her head.



Soon-To-Be College Girls



If you have the time you can e-mail me at dreamer172@hotmail.com and tell me what you thought.

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Lynn and Denise are two 19 year olds who has just moved into a small apartment in the city. They are spending the summer in the city before they go off to College.

They have been best friends for over six years now. For someone who doesn't know them very well it would almost seem like they are lesbians.

Though they have experimented with having sex with each other a couple of times, the truth is that they really love guys.

Lynn is a blonde, about 5 feet 7 inches tall. She is very outgoing as is Denise.

Lynn has a very athletic body. She has a pair of size B breasts. She is quite proud of them actually, they are very firm and perky. And Lynn likes to wear tight shirts with no bra to show them off.

Her ass is another thing she likes to show off. She always wears tight jeans or, well actually anything that shows off her firm ass.

Denise is a brunette, about 5 feet 6 inches tall. She also has a very slim body, with long smooth legs and a thin waist.

Denise has a pair of soft and firm size B breasts. She is not as revealing as Lynn although she often wears a top that shows a bit of cleavage.

She does have an ass that's a bit bigger than Lynn’s but it looks absolutely great on Denise.

When the two girls go out to clubs, they sometimes like to tease guys by dancing closely together and rubbing their bodies up against each other. It always drives the guys crazy.

A Thursday evening this week they were going out clubbing.

Lynn was wearing a blouse and a pair of tight pants. She had no bra underneath and she had opened a few buttons on the top so that you could just see her breasts if you looked from the side.

Denise on the other hand was wearing a skirt and a top with a nice cleavage revealing her firm breasts.

"Where should we go first Lynn." Denise asked.

"What about Pins." 

"Ok, lets go." Denise said.

Pins was a small club down town that they often went to.

When they got there the club was very crowded. There were a lot of people around the bar and on the dance floor.

The girls went over to the bar and got a few drinks. There were guys hitting on them almost the minute they stepped inside the club.

A guy then came up in between the girls.

"Hi ladies, are you doing anything special tonight." The guy asked the girls.

"Maybe." Lynn said.

"If your not doing anything you could come and take a ride in my new Lotus."

"I don't think so." Lynn told the guy.

And the girls got up and walked over to the dance floor.

"I've had enough of those guys who just brag about their new cars." Lynn said.

"Yeah I know what you mean, they're always just talk and nothing more." said Denise.

"You mean they don't have anything between their legs." Lynn said and they both laughed.

They danced for about an hour then they decided to leave.

"There were almost no real guys there tonight." Said Lynn.

"Tell me about it." Denise said.

"Well what about we try the lighthouse." Denise said.

"Yeah, its usually a fun place." Lynn said.

The lighthouse were a larger club than Pins and they also played better music.

As always there was a small line with people outside the club trying to get in. But Lynn and Denise just went up to the front door man and he let them go right in ahead of the other people.

The girls had always gotten into clubs without standing in line because of the way they looked.

This was also a crowded club, lots of people dancing, talking and drinking.

The girls went up to the dance floor and got into the rhythm of the music.

They danced with a few guys but there were no one that they thought were any special.

Denise decided to head over to the bar. Lynn stayed on the dance floor.

There were always some guy trying to buy Denise something to drink, but she turned most of them down.

She had sat there talking to a few guys for about an hour, and she were about to head back to the dance floor when Lynn came up to her.

"Having fun." asked Lynn.

"A little." Denise said.

"How about you."

"Well I've met the most gorgeous man you have ever seen. I mean he has great body and the way he danced, he got me really turned on." Lynn told Denise.

"Well I can see that." Denise said looking at a very exited Lynn.

"And you want to know something else."

"What?" Asked Denise.

"He's black." Lynn told Denise.

"No way." Denise said exited.

None of the girls had ever been with a black guy before.

Then a huge black man appeared behind Lynn.

"I was wondering where you went." The black man said as he wrapped his big arms around her.

"Well you've found me now, haven't you." Lynn said as she gave him a kiss on the mouth.

"Oh by the way, this is my best friend Denise." Lynn said.

"Hi, I'm Dante."

"Hello."

The girls talked to Dante for a bit more then the three of them went up to the dance floor and started dancing. 

The time past as the girls danced and talked with Dante. It was getting late so the girls decided it was time to be getting home.

"How about we share a cab." Dante asked.

"Sure why not." Lynn said.

"Ok." Denise said.

The three of them got into a cab and it drove off.

Dante and Lynn began to fool around a bit. They began to kiss. Denise watched as Lynn and Dante started to suck on each others tongues. They didn't seem to care about the cab driver.

Dante had now unbuttoned another of Lynn's buttons on her blouse. He reached inside with his hand and was now fondling her breasts.

Denise began to feel a bit horny as well and she was touching her own breasts outside of her top.

A minute later the taxi stopped.

"We have arrived at the address." The cab driver said.

"Oh already." Said Lynn as she got her tongue out off Dante's mouth.

"Yeah that's a shame." Dante said.

"Well why don't you come up with us and have a drink." Lynn said.

"Are you sure that's ok with you Denise." He asked.

"Yeah why not." Denise said.

"Ok lets go." Dante told the girls.

They paid the cab driver and went up to the girls apartment.

The girls showed Dante around their apartment.

"You want something to drink Dante." Denise asked.

"Anything you have will be just fine." He said.

Lynn and Dante sat down in their couch.

Denise poured a drink for Dante.

When Denise came over with the drink, Lynn and Dante had already begun kissing and Dante had his hand inside of her blouse.

Dante began to unbutton Lynn's blouse and had soon removed it from her body altogether.

Denise stood and watched for a moment as this huge black man had his hands all over Lynns naked breasts.

"Here's your drink Dante." She said.

Dante and Lynn stopped for a moment.

"Thanks." He said as he drank down the whole glass.

"Why don't you come over and join us." Dante said to Denise.

Denise looked over at the black man and then over at Lynn. Lynn smiled and nodded yes.

"Ok." Denise said as she walked over and sat down next to Dante on the couch.

Dante reached over and gave Denise a couple of kisses as Lynn grabbed his shirt and pulled it off of him.

Lynn then ran her hand all over Dantes chest and felt his huge muscles.

Dante now had his hand on Denise's breasts outside of her top. As he was kissing her he grabbed Denise's top and started to pull it off of her. Denise raised up her hands and he pulled it over her head. Underneath she was wearing a white bra.

By now Lynn had removed her pants and all she had on now was a pair of black thongs.

Dante saw that Lynn had removed her pants.

"Turn around Lynn, I want to see your ass." He told her.

She turned around and bent forward a bit.

"That's one nice ass you got there Lynn." He told her as he squeezed her butt.

"Why don't you show us yours as well." Dante asked Denise.

Denise smiled and stood up and slowly began to undo her pants. She stepped out of them. Denise was now standing in front of Dante in her matching white thong and bra.

She turned around and showed her ass for Dante.

Dante then put one hand on Lynn's ass and one on Denise's.

"Damn you girls have firm asses." He told them.

The girls smiled at each other.

Dante stood up and unsnapped Denise's bra. Her bra fell to the ground and Dante reached around her and grabbed her soft firm breasts. He was kissing her neck as he was squeezing her breasts. Denise started to moan softly.

"Man these are some nice soft tits." He said to Denise.

Lynn had gotten behind Dante and was pressing herself against his back. Dante reached back and took a hold of one of Lynn's hands and placed it on the front of his pants.

Lynn could feel a huge bulge on his pants. A few seconds later she started to unzip his pants, then she pulled them down to the floor and Dante stepped out of them.

Lynn was now on her knees rubbing the outline of Dantes cock trough his briefs. Dante motioned Denise to get down on her knees in front of him.

Denise now saw the huge bulge in his briefs as Lynn was running her hands on it.

"It's not small is it." Lynn said as she took Denise's hand and placed it on his bulge.

"No its not." Denise said.

A second later Lynn reached inside and pulled out Dantes black cock. Both of the girls just stared at it for a moment.

"Oh my god, its huge." Denise said.

"I can't even get my hand around it." Lynn said.

Denise reached up and grabbed it as Lynn let go.

"Its heavy." Denise said.

Denise now had both of her hands on it and slowly started to stroke it.

"Suck it." Dante told Denise as he placed his hand on her head.

Denise slowly opened her mouth and licked his big cockhead.

She then took his entire head into her mouth and sucked on it.

"Yeah that's it girl." Dante said.

Lynn just looked at her best friend as she was sucking this huge black cock.

A few minutes later Lynn placed her hand on his cock and Denise knew that Lynn wanted to suck it.

Lynn took his black cock into her mouth and started sucking on it.

"You liked that didn't you Denise." Dante asked Denise.

"Oh yes, you taste soo good." She told him.

Denise was trying to get as much of Dantes cock into her mouth as possible, but she could only get about half of it inside her mouth before she started to gag.

Dante then grabbed his cock and pulled it up against his stomach. 

"Now lick my balls." He told the girls.

Lynn was the first of the girls who began to lick Dantes huge black balls.

"That's good, stick out your tongue when you do it." He told Lynn.

Lynn stuck out her tongue as much as she could and had his balls right in the middle of it.

"Ah yes that's a good girl." He told her.

He then placed his hand on Denise's head and motioned it towards his balls.

"Suck them." He told her.

Denise looked up at him and then took one of his big balls right into her mouth and sucked on it.

They sucked his cock and his balls for a few moments more. Then Dante pulled Lynn up onto her feet.

"Take off your thong." He told her.

Lynn removed her thong quite fast. Dante placed one of his hands between her legs and started to rub her pussy.

"Yeah, I just have to have some of that white pussy right now." He said.

He grabbed his cock out of Denise's mouth, it made a popping sound when he did that.

He then went up close to Lynn and kissed her while he laid her down on the couch and spread her legs.

Denise laid down next to Lynn and she held Lynns hand.

"He's about to push that big thing right in." She said to Lynn.

Dante had his big cockhead up against her pussy lips. A second later he pushed the head right inside of her.

"Oh godd." She moaned as she squeezed Denise's hand.

Dante started to push more and more of it inside of her pussy.

"Your soo bigggg." Lynn screamed out.

Now he started to move his cock in and out of her.

Denise saw Lynn bite down on her lip as Dante began to fuck her faster. So Denise reached over and kissed Lynn on the mouth to comfort her. Lynn responded to Denise’s kiss and she kissed her back.

"Yeah sluts, kiss each other." Dante said as he was pounding Lynns pussy.

He was slamming his cock into Lynns pussy for a few minutes more.

"Now take your thong off." He told Denise.

She eagerly pulled her thong down. She wanted to feel what Lynn felt.

Dante pulled out from Lynn and sat down on the couch.

"Come over here Denise." He told her.

Denise came up to Dante and got up on top of him. She then eased down slowly over Dantes black cock.

She could feel his big cockhead stretch her lips apart and then enter her.

"Oh yes Ohhh yessss." Denise moaned.

She now had more than half his length inside of her as she started to move up and down.

Lynn had come up to Denise and was caressing her breasts as Denise moved her body up and down on Dante huge cock.

"Oh yeaahhh, fuck me with your big black cock." Denise moaned out.

Denise then leaned forward and started to kiss Dante. They sucked on each others tongues as they fucked hard.

Then Denise leaned back.

"Oh godddd I'm cummming." She screamed out as she came hard.

The girls switched places a couple of times before Dante couldn't hold back any longer.

He pulled his cock out of Lynns pussy as he was fucking at the moment.

Dante stood up and started pulling his cock. The girls knew he was ready to cum.

"Get up here." He told them.

They got up and had their faces in front of his black cock.

"Ahh yeah." Dante grunted as he started to cum.

The first streams hit Lynn right in her face and dripped down her chin. He shot a lot of cum on the girls faces. Denise took a lot of sperm into her mouth.

When Dante stopped cumming both girls had sperm on their faces and in their mouths.

Lynn then sucked Dantes cock clean to the last drop.

"Mmm that was good." Lynn said.

"Oh yeah, your cum tastes just delicious." Denise told Dante.

"Yeah, I knew you were a couple of sluts." He told them.

Denise and Lynn looked at each other and nodded.

"Yes we are." They said as they kissed each other, tasting Dantes cum in their mouths.

Later after Dante had left and both girls had taken showers and were lying in bed naked.

"I thought he was going to split me in half." Denise said.

"Yeah tell me about, I've never seen a cock that big before much less had one inside of me." Lynn said.

The girls were both fingering them selves as they talked.

"My former boyfriends doesn't even come close to his size." Denise told Lynn.

"Well, our former boyfriends were all white." Lynn said.

"One thing for sure, its true what they say about black men." Lynn said.

"It sure is and after feeling a real black man like Dante I don't know if I'll ever go back." Denise said.

And now four years later they both finished College and they now live in separate apartments just next to each other.

And they both have big black boyfriends.



Soon to be Step-Sister



So who am I?

At 30 years old I have been a good number of things.

I come from a wealthy family. Dad is a lawyer and mom is well, married to another rich guy who is not my father now. 

I joined the Air Force right out of college and knocked out my first degree, and then ended up in the Military Policy in Iraq. Finished my first tour, got my second degree and went right back over to do my duty. 

Ended up in the sand once again, heading for a long career. The work was interesting and it kept me out of trouble for the most part.

Everything was going along swimmingly, until one night when I broke up a drunken party, and broke the arm of a soon to be Senator and then shit-headed Captain. 

So thus ended that part of my life.

I'm home now, doing the only other thing I know which is tending bar at an Irish Pub at a local hotel. The money is good, and people basically leave me alone, and did I mention the constant buffet of business woman, college co-eds and lonely housewife's to play with?

Living at home with my dad again. Which is sort of like being back in high school because even before mom split he and I were more like roommates than family. He does his thing and I do mine. 

My father's current "thing" is his new fiancée, Diane. Dad always had good taste in women. Diane was his executive secretary at his law firm, and I strongly believe that she might have been the reason that mom did take off. Too many unexplained long hours, and probably too much lipstick on the collar.

My current thing is working nights at the bar, descending ever farther into my alcoholism and perfecting my recreational cocaine habit. All the while trying to fuck anything that moves; it seems to be working for both of us. 

So what worked for me last night as getting off shift at 3 AM and going over to an after-work party, frequented by waitresses, bartenders and other creatures of the night.

I had found the perfect level, a half case of beer and four lines of blow. Not sloppy and certainly not giving a fuck. It was the kind of buzz where you could still get a nice hard erection but cumming was usually the issue.

That was the case last evening. Her name was Julie. She was pushing 40. Still wished she was 20 and never missed a party. She ended up with her legs behind her ears while I fucked her like a pile driver for nearly two hours before finally giving up – neither of us were getting off tonight. 

So fast forward to the ass-crack of noon. 

My motorcycle found its way home on it own, as it usually did most mornings. I had only slept on and off for a few hours and had another beer to level out before heading home. I wanted a hot shower and to sleep it off before my shift started in a couple hours. And fuck me if I didn't have the worst case of blue balls ever. 

I never kept track of who was home at any given time. Hell, dad's house was so fucking big you could go days without seeing anyone. I lost my garage door opener so I parked my bike on the sidewalk outside and went in through the kitchen.

No one around. 

Awesome for my hangover.

I stripped off my clothes and headed into the shower. I was a little wobbly as I headed in, maybe a bath. 

The sound of running water always relaxed me after a bender. I closed my eyes and put a cold washcloth over my eyes. I stretched out in the tub and let the sounds of the facet take hold. At least maybe I wouldn't be grinding my teeth at work all night.

Thankfully I didn't have the drain closed all the way or I might have flooded the house. Not sure how long I had been out but I was definitely feeling better, and definitely ready to take care of my blue-balls.

A little soap and remembering the fucking that I had given Julie a few hours before had my cock hard in my hand almost immediately. 

I had been told that I was a little bigger than average, just under eight inches. And being a guy I figured it was always just something that girls said to make you feel better about being average. I leaned back against the tub and put the cloth back on my eyes, slowly stroking my cock. With my free hand I cupped and squeezed my balls. It was still going to take some doing to get myself off.

I thought about past fucks, good porno and kinky desires and my cock pounded in my hand.

Then I got that feeling. You know the one, where you had just been caught jerking off for the first time by your mom.

I opened up my eyes slowly and pushed the washcloth down. My cock still firmly throbbing in my soapy fingers – just please don't let it be dad.

Turns out it wasn't him. 

I forgot to mention that Diane had a daughter, my soon to be step-sister, named Rachel.

She and I didn't talk too much usually; she was just 19 and taking classes as some community college so we didn't have too much in common. Plus she seemed like she was always on her way somewhere, or too busy.

Well there she was, wrapped in a white towel standing in the doorway of the bathroom. Guess I forgot to lock that in my fucked-up state of mind. 

Note to self – lock the bathroom door.

She was definitely her mother's daughter, a tall redhead with a dark tan, thin waist and the best set of tits money could buy. I knew she was a trainer at the gym that I went to but she was never out on the floor, too busy with personal sessions I always figured.

Well from what I could see of her legs under the towel she was definitely a fit girl. Not an ounce of fat on her. And the towel barely covered her breasts. Under the bathroom lights I took immediately notice of the freckles that covered her chest and arms and just how dark red her curly hair was. 

I also took notice that she was grinning wryly and never stopped staring at my soapy cock.

I was slightly frozen.

She was not. She gave me a look as if to say, don't stop on my account.

I tilted my head to the side, still figuring that I was addled from the booze and blow.

As if to punctuate her intent she let her towel open slightly, giving me the perfect view of her little freckled pussy. Completely shaven and already glistening. 

Well fuck.

She slipped a finger down over her stomach and started gently caressing herself.

I joined in, slowly stroking my cock, getting more soap and making it nice and slick between my fingers.

We never said a word. 

She sat on the toilet seat next to the tub so I could see her fingers playing over her wet pussy. She rolled her head side to side as the towel opened fully. 

I was stroking harder now, watching her every move. My breath was coming out ragged and quick.

She cupped one of her impossibly firm breasts and squeezed the dark brown nipple. I saw her ass lift off the toilet seat as a spasm of pleasure ran through her muscular body. Here eyes were locked on my hand and cock.

I was close and so was she.

She worked her pussy furiously now, her fingers dripping with wetness. She moaned now licking her lips and pulling roughly at her nipple.

I felt it coming. The first splash of my own hot cum shot up like a geyser on my chest. 

I kept stroking, all the way up and down my shaft, another spurt and another.

She came hard, thrashing and arching her back, I could see every part of her body tense and release and then her fingers finally coming to rest between her parted legs.

I lay there breathing hard with my softening cock lying over my thigh my chest covered in three ribbons of cum.

She took a moment and composed herself. She never covered her naked form with the towel only turned and walked out of the bathroom giving me the parting shot of her firm tanned ass as she departed. 

......to be continued



Sooner or Later



 Redistribution: only for personal, nonprofit use. Short Summary: Career woman interviews the wrong college grad.

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Look at her being all sweet and pretty, probably fresh out of college. All these young professionals now a days think the world owes them something, like their 24 and they've waited long enough for success. She probably thinks she's good enough to do my job. To hell with experience, she's young, that must be enough. Ya right!

Well, even IF I do decide to hire her, she'll be starting at the bottom. That's for sure.

I am Amy Margret, Senior Accounting Manager at J.L. & Cohen. Ok so there are plenty of 'Senior Managers' working here, but its still a heck of a good title and I didn't get it overnight. I also happen to be the one in charge of hiring a new Jr. Exec to my department. That is why this baby- faced princess is waiting outside my office with her carefully prepared interview notes. This is likely her first interview out of college. Gosh, shouldn't she be going for secretary positions at this point in her career?

Oh well, I might as well get it over with. Pushing the button for my very own secretary, I told her to let in our visitor. Another moment and the pretty thing was strolling into my office. 

The first thing that caught my eye wasn't the fashionably modern interview outfit, with the low cut cleavage peek and mid-thigh short skirt. Nor was it the long beautiful black hair, or high heels. Instead it was that confident annoying smirk I just cant stand seeing those young people wear. What the FUCK was she so DAME confident about?

"Are you Miss Margret?" She questions me, too dumb to figure out the name on the door.

"Yes hello, I am Miss Margret."

"Wonderful to meet you, I'm Monica Stevens. Thank you so much for agreeing to meet with me."

I begrudgingly extended my hand to her outstretched arm and offered her a seat.

"Please Miss Stevens, get comfortable and have a seat."

"Mrs!"

"Excuse me?" I looked at her confused.

"Please call me 'Mrs. Stevens'. I am married!"

Married??? This girl is just a child and she's already married? How does she expect to launch any kind of a career when she's getting married at such an early age? Just look at me. Being single has allowed me to develop a very distinguished career to be proud of. Sure it isn't as easy to meet someone now as it once was say 20 years ago when I was her age, but I feel I made the responsible choice.

"Ok, Mrs it is. First of all, welcome to J.L. & Cohen. I trust you were able to find our location ok?"

"Oh it was a breeze. Only problem I had was finding a place to park my car. I really have my eye on one day getting a reserve parking stop."

Again that stupid smile. Like hell I'd give her a reserved spot. For 15 years I struggled to park my car until the company finally gave me a spot. The only place she'll have reserved is all the way in the back next to the garbage dumpster.

"Yes, well parking can be tough. We often get a lot of traffic from all the customers that visit."

She just gave me that stupid perky smile of hers.

"So it says here on your resume that you've just recently graduated college with a 3.8, not bad!"

"You like that don't you?"

I paused for a moment, disliking her arrogance. "Yes, it is very impressive. Well as you may know, here at J.L. & Cohen we are looking for bright new employees who can make a long term commitment to the company."

"Oh I would very much love to work here long term."

"I'm glad to hear you have that kind of an outlook. In time that will help you climb high up the corporate ladder."

"Climbing up sounds very nice, but I am a very ambitious person Miss Margret. I plan on making a significant contribution immediately any where I work."

There she goes, the typical out of college grad thinking she's smarter and better than those of us who've actually been doing it. 

"My my my, you are certainly eager aren't you. You know the position we are hiring for is Jr. Exec don't you?"

"Yes, I am very aware of the position you are interviewing, and I just know I am the perfect fit."

Gosh, what confidence. It makes me sick.

"What makes you so sure? You know I have a whole slate of highly qualified people coming in today for the same position. What makes you so much better than them?"

"Miss Margret, I don't know who those people are. The only person I'm concerned about is myself. I AM the person for the job."

On second thought, maybe her confidence wasn't as sickening as I had thought.

"Well Mrs Stevens, you certainly gain a point for self confidence. Where do you see yourself in five years?"

"In your position!"

I blink several times at her. Did she just say what I thought she said?

"I'm sorry, can you say that gain?"

"I said I see myself in your position in five years."

The gall of this woman. To say something like that to my face, during an INTERVIEW for crying out loud. It had taken me over twenty years to get to where I was. I started out at this company as a simple secretary and rode my hard work for years before I landed this job. This BIMBO thinks she will be able to take it away from me in only five years? That BITCH!

"My what an answer. Well Mrs Stevens, you know I...."

"Please, call me Monica!"

"Fine...Monica, as I was saying, I plan on working here for quite awhile longer. And since you would be working under me, I really don't think you'll be replacing me anytime soon."

"Oh Miss Margret, I meant no offence....By the way, may I call you Amy?"

"Well....Yes...but...."

"Wonderful! Anyways, Amy I meant no offence. Of course I would start working under you, but I see that as only short term."

SHORT TERM??? What the hell? This girl wants everything now doesn't she? What ever happened to patience and hard work?

"Short Term Mrs Stevens?....I mean Monica? Just to let you know I worked for many many years to get to this position and I..."

"Amy, I really don't know why it took you so long to move up the ranks, and I don't judge, but I am simply too talented to remain at a starting position for long. I understand that as a formality I am to begin working as a Jr. Level Exec under you for a period of time until I get my ears wet...."

"Mrs Stevens! I seriously think you are misunderstanding the purpose of the position we are hiring for. It is a long term....."

"Yes yes, that is all good and well. But after a year or two, upper management will clearly see I'm too valuable to this company to be working as a Jr. under you."

It was finally occurring to me that this witch was actually insulting me to my face. She didn't even act like she was doing anything wrong, but was only was having a normal friendly conversation. She was simply sitting and being interviewed while telling me how she already knew she was BETTER than me!

"Listen young lady, you may be all impressed with yourself, but so far I haven't. I have it in my mind to throw you out of my office this instant with that kind of talk."

"My goodness, what a testy temper you have. What is all the fuss about? You were the one asking me where I saw myself in five years, and I gave you a truthful straightforward answer."

I hated it, but I knew she was right. I did ask her, and despite her responding with such a 'foot in the mouth' comment, I really didn't have the right to just throw her out of the interview.

"I...I'm....sorry Mrs Stevens, you are right. I did ask you. But please try to be a little more discrete with your answers. We wouldn't want to appear...."

"Rude?"

"Exactly!"

"Its ok Amy, I take no offense to your outburst. It's perfectly understandable. It's easy for you to get upset seeing a young intelligent person like myself interview for a position in your company. An older person like you doesn't need that kind of a challenge."

"Older? Challenge? "No wait..."

"Don't try to deny it, I know you were probably thinking to yourself how you were going to deal with me before I came in. Its perfectly common for women like yourself on the end trails of their careers to feel resentful of attractive, bright young women coming in and stealing their jobs away from them."

"End Trails? Now just wait a minute!"

"Listen, we both know I'm more than qualified for this job. I could probably do your job as good or better right now if I wanted to. But I understand how things work. You need to feel respected. You need to feel like your still worth something to this company. That is why I am more than happy to 'start out' working under you as a Jr. for a couple of years, then naturally move into your position when management thinks its time."

"How dare you? I'm not planning on going anywhere young lady!!!"

"Amy lets face it. I'm younger than you, prettier than you, and between you and me a little smarter too. You really think when the time comes that they'll choose you over me?"

My Gosh! This girl was actually starting to scare me. She was confirming all my fears of her and worse. She was practically laying down how she would actually undermine me and take my job away. I was almost speechless with shock at her audacity. And to think she hadn't even been hired yet!

"I know this is tough for you to digest Amy. I'm sure you've thought about this before but never really considered how it would feel like. Its just the way things work. In with the new, out with the old."

I just continued to blink at her with my mouth open. I just couldn't believe I was actually hearing what I was hearing.

"Don't look so shocked. You may deny it now, but there's a reason why I'm still sitting here. As much as you hate to admit it, you know this is how it's supposed to happen. You know your going to some day have to helplessly watch as a young professional woman half your age slowly takes your lively hood away from you. It might as well be me."

What a bunch of garbage. What school did this girl graduate from? 'Stupid U'? There's no way I would ALLOW some bimbo whose been working here for only a couple of years take over my position. I was too proud of myself to let something like that happen. Finally it was time to put an end to this nonsense. I was fuming!

"You've got some nerve you little brat, coming in here to my face, telling me how your going to go after my job. Who the hell do you think you are? DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHO I AM? I'm Amy Margret DAMIT! I didn't work over twenty years sucking up to the bosses around here just to let some overly confidant twit with a brand new degree stroll on in here and take it from me!!!"

"Amy, why are your nipples hard?"

I just stared at her, my face an angry red, still fuming like a mad bull. It took me a full thirty seconds for her words to finally sink in. 'NIPPLES?....Hard?....Nipples Hard?' I kept repeating in my head, trying to understand the statement. Seeing the confusion yet again on my face, Monica lifted her finger and pointed right at my chest. Like an idiot I lowered my eyes. OH MY GOSH! WHAT THE HELL!

Despite the fact that I was wearing a business suit, with the way I was sitting you could clearly see my left nipple poking through the blouse underneath. It was hard as a rock. Obviously, it meant that the other one was just as hard.

Instantly I readjusted myself but the damage had been done.

"My my my, looks like big boss lady is getting a little excited by all this talk."

I sat trying to clear my head. No no no, I couldn't be getting excited by this. I was a responsible career woman. All I had was my career. I couldn't be....turned on by the idea of letting this brainless bitch take it away from me.

"Hmmmm, I think Amy is getting excited. I think she likes the idea of hiring me so I can one day replace her. Is that true? Do you want Monica to come in and replace you?"

I shook my head no. I knew I didn't want her to take my job away. It was mine.

"But I think Amy's hard nipples say otherwise. I think she wants me to do it. I think she wants to stand by and watch as Monica does her job better than her. I think Amy wants her bosses to see how much younger, prettier, and also smarter Monica is than her."

I just kept shaking my head no. I didn't want this to happen. I didn't, I didn't, I didn't!

"I bet all this talk really does excite you Amy. I bet you're all wet and tingly aren't you?"

I squeezed my thighs together.

"Tell me Amy, do you feel all buzzy knowing that if you hire me, you'll be signing your own retirement? That you'll be letting everyone at J.L. & Cohen know you're too old and too stupid to hold on to this job? Does that make Amy's puss all wet and mushy?"

A small tear ran down my right cheek as I squeezed my thighs harder.

"I just know Amy wants to reach down and touch that wet, mushy puss puss thinking about losing her wonderful parking space. The parking space she worked sooooo hard for all these years. I know she wants to play with herself knowing she gave it all away to a pretty younger woman who has a loving husband and a great new career all wrapped up before she's thirty."

I didn't say a word.

"I bet Amy wants to finger that big clitty of hers knowing that all her life's hard work meant nothing. That all she will have to show for it is an old, single, out of work woman. Isn't that so sad Amy?"

As my hand moved under my skirt, I nodded yes. Yes it was sad. So very sad. Sad because I knew it was going to become true one of these days, sooner or later. Everything she was saying was right. She was younger than me, prettier than me, and maybe even....smarter....than me. If it wasn't Monica who would one day replace me, it would be another young pretty bright girl.

"That's right, play with that sticky smelly puss. It's the same thing you'll be doing the day J.L. & Cohen tells you that your being replaced."

A moan escaped my lips as a finger slipped inside me, my thumb pressing my sensitive bud. Gosh was I wet!

"While your busy removing your stuff from this office, I'll be right here moving my stuff into it, just like I said I would. There will be no farewell parties, no hugging goodbyes. Just you watching with a trickling pussy as they slip my name plate onto the door." 

"OHHHHH" I raised my hips off the chair, pushing my cunny against my fingers, desperate to shut out the horrible fate being spoken.

"But you know Amy, this doesn't have to be the end of you here at J.L. & Cohen. Being the new Senior Accounting Manager, I'll need someone very special at my side. A person who knows how to answer phones, type on the computer, take really good notes. Someone who has many many years of experience working at J.L. & Cohen.

I was rubbing my crotch faster, gliding my wet sticky fingers over my lips and clit, moaning and moaning like a fool, mouth open like a fish out of water.

"Wouldn't that be wonderful Amy? Wouldn't that make you the happiest woman in the world to become my secretary?"

"YESSSSSSSS"

My body shook and convulsed against the leather chair as my orgasm over took me. Never before had it hit me so strong like this. My body was soon racked by orgasm after orgasm. The whole time my hands feverishly rubbing beneath my business skirt. Never once did I take my eyes off her, an evil smirk plastered across her face.

When it was finally over I collapsed back unto my seat. My hand, my skirt, and my chair were completely drenched with my juices. It was at that time Monica stood up to regain my attention.

"Miss Margret, I believe you have a contract for me."

With my mind still in its haze, I opened my draw and with my dry hand retrieved the Jr. Exec contract. I watched as she signed it and then handed back over to me to sign. With my wet fingers grasping the pen, I signed away the beginning of my decline. The career I had spent a lifetime building was fast coming to a close. I had a year, maybe two before I'd become the overly experienced, pathetic little secretary to the woman I just hired.

"Good bye Miss Margret, see you on Monday!"

"Good bye Mrs Stevens!"

The End!

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