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Target

By: Hooligan21



Dear R,

While you were at work, I thought I'd share those thoughts I told you I had yesterday. Remember what I mentioned about shopping? This is what I imagined could happen, had you been with me. I hope you enjoy it.

Love, J



I had agreed to go shopping with you because I needed some new pants. You know how I hate shopping. I like to go in, get what I want and get out. With you I knew it wouldn't be that simple. 

As I expected, I found what I needed pretty quickly. I know my sizes, there is rarely a need to try things on. I found two pairs of pants that I liked and I was ready. I did browse some hats but decided against getting the camouflage baseball hat. (Grins) 

I found you in the women's section straight away. Hoping against hope that we can get this over with and maybe grab some lunch. My hopes were dashed as soon as I saw you. You already had at least four items draped over your arm and still you were flipping through the rack. You saw me and smiled. Asking me to hold your things, you continued browsing.

I waited for you patiently for awhile. Occasionally, you would ask me what I think about this or that item. I gave the standard, 'that's nice' answer. I was thoroughly bored and slightly embarrassed about standing in a department store women's clothing section with an armful of clothes. At least you didn't ask me to hold your purse.

After what seemed like hours, you were satisfied with your wardrobe choices, it was then that you informed me there was stuff you wanted to check out in housewares. I let out an exasperated sigh. You placed your hand on my arm and gave me a sweet smile. Standing on your toes, you raised up and kissed my cheek.

"Just a little bit longer, I promise," you told me.

I nodded my assent and we headed to housewares. My mind was floating as you browsed through towels and bedsheets and lord knows what else. My brain needed food and quite possibly a strong drink. I didn't dare look at my watch. I didn't want to know how long we had been here. It felt like days to me.

When you had decided against upgraded our bath and bed accessories, you informed me you wanted to look at kitchen supplies. My mind reached its breaking point. Suddenly, the memory of my last trip to this particular store came back to me. I remembered the fitting rooms and the fact they were unisex, large and if you went all the back, quite private.

I stopped in my tracks and squeezed the hand you were using to drag me along. You turned back to me and I could see in your face you were about to tell me 'just a little bit longer' again. The words never left your mouth as your eyes met mine and I assume registered my resolve.

"I think we need to try some of this stuff on," I said in a low voice.

Your eyes went wide as your mind registered my meaning. I turned on my heels and headed towards the fitting rooms. I was now leading you in tow, but it seemed you were following quite willingly.

I wanted to look back and register your expression, but decided to use my imagination and let the tension build. I imagined your face turning red. I know how easily embarrassed you get when thinking of certain things. If you were thinking what I was thinking at this moment, the hue on your cheeks would have made an apple jealous.

We reached the counter in front of the fitting rooms and the motherly looking woman at the desk looked up. 

"How many items," she asked.

"I have two," I told her. She handed me a ticket and turned her attention to you.

"And you dear," she asked you. You didn't answer right away. I squeezed your hand firmly in mine and you snapped back to reality.

You looked at her absently and muttered 'four'.The woman smiled and handed you a ticket. She looked at both of us then and I couldn't read if she knew what I had in mind or not. In the back of my own mind I believed she had to know.

We headed around the corner and back into the fitting rooms. There were two large stalls in front labeled 'family changing room'. These would have given us more room, but were much too close to the counter and the rest of the shopping public. I led you toward the back.

You squeezed my hand and whispered my name. I turned back to you. My eyes boring into yours, silently asking you, 'what?'

"We can't," you said softly.

"Sure we can," I whispered, "We just have to be quiet."

"Oh god," you muttered.

We reached the last stalls and I turned quickly to make sure the woman at the counter couldn't see us. I had a brief thought of security cameras, but quickly dismissed it. I pushed the door open and hustled you inside.

There were two hooks on the wall I used to hang our items. You stood by the padded bench, staring into the wall. I imagined trepidation seeping through your mind, but I didn't allow it to go any further. My hand on your shoulder, I turned you to me and crushed my lips against. After a brief hesitation, you returned the kiss with vigor.

Our hands were all over each other as I pushed your against the wall. Our tongues pushing into each other's mouths. My body was crushing yours into the wall. I could feel your nipples harden beneath your top and I'm sure you could feel my hardening shaft against your hip.

Breaking the kiss, I hiked your skirt up as I dropped to my knees before you. When my fingers hooked into your red thong and slowly pulled it down, you groaned a little louder than was prudent.

I looked up at you and raised my finger to my lips. "Shhh," I whispered.

I watched you bite your lip to silence yourself and lowered my gaze. I was eye level with your smooth, bare and obviously wet pussy. I couldn't resist and leaned in, inhaling your scent before dragging my tongue through your folds. I could feel your nails dig into my shoulder in response.

I would have loved nothing more at this point than to run my tongue through your pussy and suck your clit between my lips until you came in my mouth. Our situation, however, did not permit me the time. 

I stood back up and followed your eyes as they gazed down at my fingers undoing my jeans. Pushing my jeans and boxers down my legs to pool at my feet, I saw you bite your lip again as my fully erect cock came into view. Your arms shot up around my neck and your eyes raised to mine.

I took my shaft in my hand and finding the angle, guided myself to you. With an upward push of my hips, my cock head split your pussy lips and sunk into you. You choked back a groan valiantly, but I decided we needed more discretion. I crushed my lips to yours again in a hungry kiss as I began thrusting my cock in and out of your pussy.

God, baby, your pussy was so wet and hot. Your walls closing so tightly around my shaft. You returned my kiss with equal passion as I drove you against the wall again and again.

After a few minutes of fucking you against the wall, the angle and position became uncomfortable for my knees. I needed a change, that's when I remembered the bench. As I pulled my cock out of your pussy you looked at me sadly, until I sat on the bench and reached for your hand.

No words were needed. Your lips curved upward in a smile as you straddled my thighs and reached down to take hold of my cock. You stroked my shaft a few times, spreading your wetness completely before guiding me back into your pussy.

You initiated the kiss this time as you sank onto my throbbing cock. I could feel you moan into my mouth. My hands held your hips, guiding your body up and down my shaft. You started moving your hips in a circular motion every time you bottomed out on my cock. I imagine you were grinding your clit against me, adding to your stimulation.

My hands slipped under your top and slid over your smooth skin as you rode me. My hands pushing further up until my fingertips brushed against your bra. Suddenly, in your lust, your hands left my shoulders and almost violently yanked your top over your head. I wasted little time in peeling your bra down and revealing your breasts. My lips quickly descended and sucked your hard nipple into my mouth. I felt your fingernails digging into my shoulders once again. 

I heard soft noises coming from your mouth, not enough to garner outside attention for now. I continued my oral ministrations on your nipples, alternating from one to the other as your pussy glided up and down my cock. 

I could hear your breathing becoming more labored and I realized I needed to bring this to a close soon. I lowered my hands to your hips and lifted you off my cock. Again you fixed me with a look of disappointment as I stood and guided you in front of the full length mirror, positioning your hands against it. Your bare ass on full display before me.

I glanced at the mirror and noticed your eyes staring at your reflection. Your breasts spilling over your bra, your skirt bunched around your waist. Me standing behind you, my cock at attention and begging to be back inside you. I hope you found yourself as beautiful as I did at the moment.

A thought entered my mind at that moment. I knew as we got closer to release, in this position, I would have no control over the sounds coming from your mouth. I reached down and quickly yanked my belt from my jeans. Our eyes met in the mirror, you had a questioningly look on your face as you noticed the belt. It disappeared quickly as I guided my cock to you and sank back into your pussy.

When I was fully embedded inside you, I stretched the belt in front of your eyes and leaned in close to your ear.

"Bite down on this baby," I told you, "It will help you stay quiet." Your eyes flashed lust in the mirror as you opened your mouth and bit down on the leather belt.

Free from the worry of an inopportune moan, I grasped your hips in my hand and began thrusting my cock into your pussy. My pace was not gentle, there was urgency in our fucking. I caught your eyes in the mirror and saw your teeth grind against my belt.

I wondered, briefly, if the slapping of our flesh could be heard at the counter. My mind quickly returned to the task at hand. A few hard thrusts and I was on the verge. Locking eyes with you in the mirror, I mouthed 'I'm gonna cum'. You nodded in agreement.

Biting back my own groan, I felt my shaft swell and then explode, sending my seed into your depths. Your pussy immediately contracted around me as your orgasm ripped through you.

A moan escaped your lips and my belt dropped to the floor. My hand quickly shot up and covered your mouth. I felt another you loose another muffled moan into my palm as your pussy milked every drop of cum from my spent cock.

Soft kisses on my palm told me you were back in control and I pulled my hand away from your mouth. Withdrawing my cock from your pussy, I stood up straight. With a quickness that startled me, you wheeled around and dropped to your knees. You took my cock in your hand and shoved it into your mouth, bobbing rapidly, sucking your wetness and my cum from my shaft.

When you were satisfied I was properly cleaned you softly kissed the head of my cock and stood, pulling your thong back up your legs. I took your head in my hands and kissed you softly before reaching down for my boxers. We silently straightened the rest of our clothes before our eyes met and our lips were drawn to one another once again.

Finally, after deciding we were once again presentable, I took your hand and led you from the stall. We approached the counter where I handed the tickets to the woman with a slight upturned grin and informed her we would be keeping our items. You never raised your eyes and I could detect the flush of color rising on your cheeks.

Holding your hand tightly, I led us to the checkout. You stood silently beside me, never looking up as I paid for our purchases and led you out the door.

When we had finally settled into our car, you finally broke your silence. "God," you said, "I could feel your cum inside me the entire time."

I looked at you with a shocked expression before you reached up and pulled my lips to yours. As you broke the kiss you whispered, "Let's go get some lunch. I'm famished."

With a chuckle, I started the car and pulled away, in search of our next adventure.



Dear R,

So, those are the thoughts that were going through my head while I shopped, alone, yesterday. As I was writing this, those same feelings were rushing over me again. I can't wait for you to get home.

Love, J

Target Acquired - #01 Allison



In a world where we are limited by social etiquette and behavioral expectations, I always thought it would be a great idea to break the rules and see what happened. I think that every man always wonders what it would be like to be able to try and seduce his female friends, and what it would be like in bed with each of them. What is each one like - loud or soft, lazy or eager, and fun or boring? What did each one look like naked? Did they have perfect boobs? Did they shave regularly or not? Were they rampant or ragdolls in bed? What if I could do this, no strings attached?

Target acquired: Allison.

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I've known Allison for a long time -- since middle school, in fact. We talked and shared the occasional bus ride together and generally, we connected pretty well. However, there was one problem -- she was simply not that interesting. I would never pursue her as a girlfriend, because she never actually made me laugh. But flirting wasn't so bad -- she seemed to really like the company of guys. It was just too bad that she was a clubber and seemed to like all the wrong guys.

This wasn't a problem for me, however. The question was -- do I do this romantically or do I jump into the horny end? I decided that this was the girl I could go for a one-night stand in. Money was no object: I had set aside plenty of that from my savings to accomplish my thrilling goals. I had to come up with a master plan. From the past, I realized that the longer I planned for something, the greater my anticipation for the actual event became and the more satisfying achieving the final goal was.

First, I decided that my approach would be jumping into the horny end. I hadn't gotten laid in quite a while, so I was pretty horny by that point. How would I get a quiet, boring girl to get into bed with me? I schemed for about an hour using my extremely intelligent brain and came up with The Strategy #1. I gave Allison a call.

"Hey Allison, I was thinking, you have pretty long lunch breaks on Fridays right? Want to have lunch with me?"

"Sure thing, Jack. Where do you want to go?" I discussed details for a few minutes, chatted for a while (come on, this girl just had to add some humor to her repertoire!!!), and then hung up the phone. I was quite literally bouncing on my heels with eagerness to get this thing started. I then set up the other aspects for The Strategy #1.

The next day, I met her at a nice, fancy Italian restaurant for lunch. I was already waiting by the time she came in and found me waving at her from a nice window table for two. If anyone else was watching, we looked like the ideal couple with her coming in and giving me a tight hug. I could feel her breasts pressing into me and I had to end the hug quickly to avoid sprouting a boner into her petite body.

She was dressed in typical businesswoman attire, with a tight skirt that accentuated her decent curves and a top with two buttons undone. She sat down and leaned over to pick up one of two menus placed near me, giving me a great view of her -- I suspected barely B cup -- breasts. My cock grew even harder with the thrill of adventure.

We made conversation and talked about work as I listened to her bitch about her crazy boss. I told her a bit about my life but didn't expose too much, other than the bare minimum required to keep her interested. At the end of lunch, I ordered a nice dessert for her, showing off my class. Then, I dropped the bombshell.

"Allison, there's one thing that you've never known about me. Let's get it on tonight and I'll make you so hot that the bed roasts."

Her immediate reaction was exactly what I thought it'd be: shock, and then indignancy. She sat back in her chair for a second, clearly stunned, and then grabbed her purse and stood up. "You sick bastard, Jake," she said sharply, rummaging for her wallet. "You're unbelievable."

"I know, Allison," I said suggestively. "I got the bill, dear." She stomped off, her ass swaying nicely on her way out. I think I played the cards just right. I took the afternoon off from work and went to an adult shop, preparing for what should be an interesting night.

That night, I came back with a box full of toys and gadgets that I could use not only that night but also fun filled nights. I set up my bedroom, placing a few candles here and there to set up the romantic atmosphere. Then, I waited.

At about 9 PM, I heard a knock on the door. Opening the door, there was Allison, wrapped in a full length trench coat, looking nervous. She couldn't stop fidgeting, touching her hair, adjusting her purse, shifting her weight from foot to foot.

"What a nice surprise, Allie," I said, obviously faking surprise. "Seems like you decided to turn up after all." I smirked, sure that my confidence was well-placed.

"Hi Jake. Can I come in?" she asked, in a somewhat hesitant voice.

"Sure thing," I said, opening the door wider for her. I made sure I stood in the door frame so she would have to brush against me slightly as she went in. She smelled of some rosy perfume, which only served to heighten my senses. 

We entered the kitchen and I pulled out a chair, gesturing for her to sit. "Would you like a drink, Allie?" I pulled a bottle of Malibu white coconut rum out of my liquor cabinet, pouring a healthy measure into two champagne glasses and handing it to her. I sat on a chair backward, leaning forward and looking her in the eyes. I smirked teasingly, finding her awkward, embarrassed shyness amusing. I waited for her to speak.

"So, um, Jake... I thought of what you said at lunch today, and I'm sorry for having such a dramatic reaction to it. I thought about you all day, until I couldn't concentrate on my work." She took a breath. "I've been out clubbing a lot and despite all the guy attention, I really haven't been getting any quality from the guys out there." She took a sip of her Malibu, clearly contemplating her next words.

"I want a guy to make me feel like I've never felt before. It was so wrong but for some reason, I felt so turned on after I left the restaurant. You're so hot and handsome under that tight suit. Jake, you got me so horny. Take me tonight until I collapse. Fuck me till I can't take it anymore, Jake."

She drained the rest of her Malibu and stood up, taking off her trench coat. Underneath was a scintillating black minidress with a tight tube top, leaving no more than a teasing segment of valley and mountains (well, more like hills) covered. If my flag wasn't flying strong before, it certainly was then. She put her hands on her head and turned around, showing off her cutely outlined ass. 

For some reason, I found girls of whom I knew personally far hotter than any supermodel, despite any inequalities in body shape. Allison sure wasn't supermodel quality, or even model quality, but that minidress made her the hottest girl in the world right then for me. I couldn't wait to rub my hands all over that petite body, but I knew the longer I made her wait, the better the sex would be.

She stepped closer to me, her rosy perfume tranquilizing me and drawing me further and further into her allure. Her small but definitely noticeable breasts were perfectly proportional to her body, outlined sluttily in her skimpy dress.

I stood up and circled her like a shark, looking her up and down. She stood there nervously, meeting my eyes when I looked into them. Her eyeliner eyes had a tint of hunger about them, ready for her handsome knight to take her for a ride. I stopped behind her and breathed on her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. I pressed myself into her back, my hard-on pressed in to her ass. She turned her had back and I kissed her deeply, feeling the warm sensation of her lips upon mine. I slowly slid my hands up and down her front, gently cupping her breasts and rubbing her underwear under her dress.

She twisted in my arms and kissed me back hard, her tongue pressing against mine as our crotches gently grinded together. Her hands were all over my front, unbuttoning my shirt, sliding down and feeling the hardness of my cock. I firmly molded her ass in my hands, drawing a small gasp out of her otherwise occupied mouth.

I picked her up by the butt and making sure she grinded hard against me, walked quickly to the bedroom. She fiddled with my belt as she tried to undress me. I took pity on her and helped her remove my pants and shirt, leaving me standing in nothing but a pair of boxers that looked like they were about to rip open. I pushed her against the wall and roughly grabbed her ass and her left breast at the same time, squeezing them and kneading them in my hands. She moaned into my mouth and wrapped her arms around my neck, giving in to the exquisite pleasures. I pressed my lips against her neck and tenderly licked her from collarbone to ear, causing her to tremor in delight. I whispered dirty thoughts into her ears.

"Allison, you're a dirty girl... you've been wanting to fuck me since day one haven't you, naughty naughty?"

"Yes, Jake, you're so fucking h-h-hot, it feels so gooooood!" I lifted her dress, revealing a thin, red g-string that barely covered her pussy. 

"Damn, girl, you really came looking for a good time didn't you?" I smacked her butt and she grinded even harder against me. I could feel her horniness in the damp material at her crotch. "Let's get this dress off you." 

I pulled her top down and dragged it down to her feet. Above, she was braless, her dress having provided the support for her white, pale breasts. I pushed her against the wall and then got on my knees and breathed on her crotch, causing her to moan in anticipation. I stroked very lightly where her clit would be and then moved up to her breasts. I circled both her nipples with my fingers and licked the valley between her breasts, leaving a wet trail in my wake.

"Oh, Jaaaaaake..." She cradled my head, trying to push me toward her nipples but I resisted, continuing to lightly stroke her but never touching what had to be aching nipples. I brought my lips across one quickly, delighting in her reaction as she grasped my head and tilted her own backward. I continued to tease her like this mercilessly for several minutes, making her wait for her reward. 

Finally, I enveloped her right breast in a full-mouth embrace, licking her nipple and sucking firmly on it, while pinching and rolling the other in my right hand. She moaned and gasped several times, reveling in the pleasure. I stood up and kissed her again, stroking her pussy over and over again. I felt her rise into me at the contact. She kept letting out little gasps and moans every time I brushed against her clit, holding on tighter and tighter to me. 

I whispered in her ear, "Get on your knees and suck my cock, Allie..." She complied eagerly, pushing me slightly against the wall and bending over to first grind against my cock, letting out a loud moan. She pulled off my boxers quickly and audibly gasped at the size of my tool. At ten inches, I had a pretty good-sized cock, one that filled out girls to the max and then some. She grasped it gingerly in her hand, as if afraid that it was going to break. She stroked it softly up and down, feeling its hard rigid length. She softly cupped my balls, massaging them lightly as she grasped me strongly and began jerking me off, one stroke at a time. I closed my eyes and put my head back, enjoying the show.

Then I felt a warm, wet feeling at the end of my dick and opened my eyes as I watched her mouth slide down a few inches of my dick, enveloping it in a warm, slippery cocoon. I groaned out as she took me in, barely getting down halfway before hitting the back of her throat. She began sliding her mouth up and down my cock, making me feel like I was going to explode any time. I held back and let her do her work, enjoying the sensual feeling of having my dick sucked. Her hand worked the base of my dick, adding to my pleasure, while her other hand played with my balls. It wasn't the best blowjob in the world, but it was good, and I was on a high from having conquered her. 

I let her go on for a few more minutes and then grabbed her by the boobs and gently pulled her up. I pulled off her red thong, revealing a nicely shaved pink pussy. "Allie, I'm going to fuck you so hard that you're going to pass out in pleasure now." She positively whimpered at this, not being able to wait for that big cock of mine. I pushed her down onto the bed and gave her a few licks in the pussy, causing her to cry out in pleasure. 

I lay down on top of her and lay my dick at the entrance of her pussy, working it in and out of her pussy lips and grinding it against her clit. Allie wasn't the loudest in bed and in fact, was somewhat quiet, but she certainly was audible as I grinded my dick against her wet pussy. In fact, she was so wet that I could probably slide in with very little force.

I pushed my way inside her tight, tight pussy and she almost squealed in delight, my long hard rod pulsating into her tight canal. Sliding that tool in was the best feeling in the world, going all the way in until I must have hit her cervix and she couldn't take in any more. I slid it out and nearly came right there inside her, pausing to control myself, then sliding myself back in, inch by inch.

I leaned over and necked her passionately, stopping to nibble on her earlobe and then whisper into her ear, "Allie, are you on birth control?"

"Oh my goodnessssss, Jake.... Yes, I'm on birth control, now fuck me hard and then cum inside me!"

That was all the incentive I needed. I slid myself back into her, thrusting at a slow but deliberate pace. The feeling was of pure pleasure -- her pussy was a hot channel of pleasure that only made me harder that longer I fucked her. All this time, she held on to my neck, gasping in my ear, telling me how good I made her feel. Inside, I grinned, thinking of how I had transformed the defensive, indignant girl at the end of lunch to the horny, delighted girl that I was banging right now.

"Come on, Jake, give it to me!" I increased my pace, pumping my cock into her, propping myself up on both arms. Her hands pulled me toward her, drawing me lips in for a brief kiss before she let out another stream of pleasure-induced words. 

I lay her on her side and positioned myself behind her, rubbing my dick against her clit several times for good measure. This time, instead of steadily pushing in, I rammed my cock into her, burying it inside her pussy. She positively squealed with pleasure as I turned up the heat on her g-spot. 

I reached my arm over her and grabbed her breasts, kneading them in my hand as I whispered dirty things into her ear. I stopped thrusting momentarily, whispering into her ear, "You want more, you slut? Come on. Beg for it, you dirty whore."

"Stick that thing back in me, Jake; I want your big hard cock in me!"

"You have got to do better than that, Allie," I chuckled, switching my attentions to her other breast. She moaned in desire, putting her hands on my ass and trying to push me into her as she grinded backward. I grabbed her ass and kept my dick at the entrance of her pussy. "You were so affronted at lunch, Allie. You couldn't stand not having me and my giant penis, could you, you dirty whore? You'd do anything for sex, wouldn't you?"

"Yesss, Jake, I'm your slut! Make me your whore, Jake; put your big cock back inside me!" She was nearly begging by now, rubbing her clit in her licentious craze. She grabbed my cock and tried to jack me off as I kneaded her breast, teasing her as I licked her slowly from neck to ear. I flipped her onto her front and shoved my dick inside her, causing her to sigh in bliss. 

"Jake, I love your cock, don't stop fucking me you big stud! I'm about to come, ohhh, ohhhhhhh!!!!" I kept pounding away as she rode out the waves of her orgasm, her pussy clenching my dick harder than ever. I plugged away until I felt my own orgasm creeping up on me. I waited until Allison began crying out that she was approaching a second one. Multiple orgasms for women must have been so great. She thrusted back at me as we both felt the pleasure build up within us.

Within seconds, I felt my balls contract as the waves of delight ran through my groin, my dick pulsating as I shot loads of hot semen into her pussy. She moaned even louder as she felt this, her pussy overflowing with the hot liquid as she moaned out her own orgasm. Both of our eyes were closed as we felt the blissful ecstasy race through our bodies, her vagina leaking my cum as she fell to the bed and I lay on top her of her, her pussy still plugged by my flaccid yet still large cock. She breathed heavily.

"Jake, that was the best sex I've ever had in my life..." She tried to twist her head around far enough to kiss me but failed. I slid out of her and she rolled onto her side, giving me another great view of her pale, perfectly-proportional tits. I slid my hand between her legs and let it rest teasingly on her thighs, no more than a centimeter away from her pussy. I could still feel the heat from our furious lovemaking. She put her hand on my semi-rigid penis, grasping it in her hand.

"I think this is my new best friend, Jake..." She toyed with it, sometimes grasping it firmly, sometimes bending it from side to side as a few droplets of cum leaked out the top. "Here, let me get that." She rolled me onto my back, pulled her hair back, and licked the last few drops off. "You taste good..."

"That's my magic sperm right there. They're like supermen sperm -- I don't know if your birth control will even be strong enough," I joked, causing her to laugh with a mouthful of cock. I certainly wasn't done with her, just waiting a few minutes to recuperate. It wasn't hard -- both of us were so horny that once was never enough for either of us. After just five minutes of slow sucking, I was hard again. Sitting up, I decided a play a bit with her ego. "Damn Allie, is that your best? Took you five whole minutes to get it up again? I've had better..."

That lit a fire under her. She shoved me down onto my back and impaled herself upon my spear, her hands remaining on my chest. "You want good sex? You're going to get sex." She began riding me like I was her racehorse (I was certainly hung like one) gyrating her hips on my thick pole. She moaned every time my dick hit her g-spot, sending a wave of pleasure through her body. I myself was enjoying this immensely, especially as she started lifting her pelvis up and slamming herself down on me repeatedly, her inner sex monster taking over her senses completely.

I began thrusting back up at her, overwhelming her senses so much that she had to stop after every thrust to let the jolt of ecstasy travel through her. I refused to let that deter me, though, as I thrusted from below and pushed her down by the hips. She had her eyes closed and head back, letting out little "Ohhh!"s every time she bottomed out. Her tits were bouncing marvelously, and I grabbed both with my long arms, twisting her nipples lightly and groping her all over. She came right there, alternating between moaning and gasping as she did.

I couldn't believe how rigid my cock was -- it felt like it had actually grown another half inch inside this horny girl's love tunnel. The slip and slide motion on my tool had me completely captivated as I closed my eyes to enjoy the immense sensations. I picked her up and pushed her front into the wall, her breasts smashed between my hands and my chest as I rammed my rod home from behind.

"You horny little bitch, I bet you didn't know I was this good when you rejected me earlier, did you?" She cried aloud, unable to even draw enough breadth to reply me as I slammed my hips into her from behind. "You think you're all uptight and righteous in that tight little businesswoman suit? Well think again, because you're getting dominated right now and you're loving it, aren't you, Allie?"




Target Acquired - #01 Allison



"Ye-e-e-s Ja-ake!" she gasped out between thrusts. I slid my hand down to her clit, rubbing it as I fucked her from behind, still pressing her hard against the wall. I kissed her neck hard, making sure that I left a hicky, and breathed hot air into her ear. 

"You want more, you slut? Beg for it."

"Gi-give me m-more, J-Jake!!" She had her arms against the wall, unable nor wanting to get away from the onslaught of pleasure I delivered to her. I felt my orgasm building up again, my cock ready to shoot into her warm haven. I slowed my pace and rubbed her clit faster, driving her crazy with contact at four different areas of her body. She cried out again. "I'm coming Jake!!!!"

That was my cue. I thrusted like I had never thrusted before, my orgasm erupting within me as hers did the same. I spewed my cum into her, as she suddenly became even more slippery. I think from all the moaning she did. Judging from the liquid running down both her legs and mine, she must have squirted a hell of a lot of pussy fluid. I continued pumping as our orgasms consumed us in a fiery passion, both of us lost in the mindblowing sensations of being joined at the groin. Finally, I stopped as I slid out of her pussy, a small trickle of semen and her pussy fluid dripping out with it.

We collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion and the last thing I remember before passing out was getting into a spooning position with me holding her breasts as she pulled the sheets over us.

Early the next morning, I woke up with a hard on and I slipped it into her, gently fucking her as she moaned in her sleep. A few minutes later, she woke up and we rode out another few minutes of pure bliss, her cumming twice in the process. We fell asleep again afterward and by the time we woke up, it was ten o'clock. I yawned and found her staring into my eyes, her dark brown eyes twinkling with a satisfaction that I knew could only be attained from having sex with me.

"Jake, I think I just had the most amazing sex of my life," she said, batting her eyelids at me. 

"I know," I smiled, moving my hand down to rub her clit a little more. She stopped me, telling me that she was raw from last night, but if she didn't mind she could give me a short handjob. Although my cock was hard again (was my buddy down there indefatigable or what?), I declined as well, giving my buddy some time to rest.

"I hope you don't mind if I call you up for a good time every once in a while," she said shyly, planting a big kiss on my lips. 

"Sure, Allie, anytime you want. I'm sure you're not done with my friend down there, anyways." 

She stepped out of bed and stretched, showing off her nice curves. She put on her clothes and scribbled something down on a scrap piece of paper and left, kissing me and patting my dick at the same time. 

Later that day, by some crazy coincidence, I saw her again in the local mall, me with my buddies and her with her girlfriends. We smiled at each other and passed without a word. I knew that underneath that innocent looking outfit and slightly boring demeanor, there was one hell of a horny girl. When I got home, I saw the note on my nightstand and picked it up.

There's a spare key underneath the rose pot by my back door. Drop by anytime -- just make sure I'm not "occupied", if you know what I mean. Well... surprise me.



Target Audience Pt. 01



Jake here.

I am a 20 year old college student with a problem. Nothing novel in that I suppose but I will lay it out and you be the judge.

I am relatively well built, I suppose, as I have always liked sports, particularly soccer, and enjoy working out in the gym and swimming. Although no movie star I have dark wavy hair that I keep short and previous girlfriends and female acquaintances seem to think I am good looking.

Six months ago I had taken a job at one of those big-box stores doing inventory and stocking shelves to help bolster my relatively meager financial aid package. It wasn't a bad job, the store was relatively new and had a diverse clientele. It was one of those stores with an expanded grocery section in addition to the huge variety of traditional merchandise so it took a while to get familiar with all the products and the layout. I often had to help customers navigate the labyrinth of aisles and shelving to find some desired product so my knowledge from the inventory work was often of service.

My busy schedule had seriously interfered with my love life and as a result I had no steady girlfriend. In fact I hadn't been on a date in months, but had been too busy to worry much about it.

One evening I noticed an attractive young woman with a child asleep in a car tote wandering the aisles of the baby section clearly not able to find the object of her search. Despite being dressed in a nondescript and formless khaki button up dress and blue headscarf that seemed designed to hide every aspect of her figure it somehow only succeeded in accenting the hint of her bust in the slight tightness of the button down front and the bit of her calves that showed below the hem. At least that was how it seemed to me at the time.

I came up to her and asked if she needed help and she shyly, but clearly gratefully, made me understand that she was looking for pediatric water in somewhat inadequate English. Dark hair framed her face and her soft dark brown eyes expressed her thanks as I led her to the correct aisle and shelf. I told her to just ask any of the employees if she ever needed help with anything and thanked her for shopping with us. She seemed too shy to answer but I caught a glimpse of a slight smile and the sparkle of her eyes as I turned away and headed back to my tasks.

We had a large ex-pat population in the city, Iraqi, Iranian, Pakistani, Indian, and seeing women shopping in headscarves was nothing unusual. They were often reticent to acknowledge or speak to the staff and ask for help and her shyness was par for the course.

It was just another of hundreds of such similar interactions that occurred during work and I would have usually thought nothing of it and quickly forgotten all about it but somehow the sparkle of those dark eyes must have embedded itself in my memory, for a few days later I happened to see those eyes waiting in a checkout line and they were clearly fastened upon me. I returned the glance and there was that vague hit of a smile beneath the headscarf before the face turned away as the line moved forward.

I was headed away to take care of a stocking task had no time to devote any more thought to the matter and quickly forgot about it.

A couple of weeks later I was working a busy Sunday afternoon shift when I heard a soft "Sir, sir?" behind me and turned to find those same eyes looking up at me. Without speaking she motioned for me to follow her and she led me to the home furnishing section where, standing on tiptoes she reached toward a display end table on a top shelf. As she stretched upward I could see that I had been correct in my initial assessment of her figure. The otherwise loose fitting dress was pulled tight against an ample bust and significantly more calf was exposed below the raised hem of her dress causing an involuntary mental image to form that filled in hidden and imagined details beneath her clothing.

She was too short to safely reach it of course, and all the furniture items come disassembled and boxed. She turned to look at me, to see if I had understood her pantomime and I showed her the carton on a lower shelf with the piece pictured on the label noting the frown that immediately formed on her face.

"That?" she pointed back to the display. I shook my head and managed to communicate that the store staff could assemble it for her and she could pick it up the next day.

"You be here?" (Those eyes again)

"In the morning." I replied blushing a little as my gaze had strayed to her chest for some reason and I sensed she had understood this.

I noted the stock number and led her to the checkout area where we filled out the assembly request slip. She stood a little closer than she needed to and I noted the soft fragrance she wore and worried that the busy afternoon had done damage to my personal aroma. Her name was Anna. I wrote my name on the back of her copy and told her to ask for me at the front and assured her I would help her.

"See you tomorrow." I said as she headed for the exit and the eyes smiled briefly in reply, still with their habitual shyness.

Monday mornings were usually quiet and this one was no exception. I busied myself stocking shelves and straightening up to kill time but the morning seemed to drag and the page didn't come until my shift was nearly done.

I found Anna waiting at the front with her baby in the tote and got her shy, warm smile when she saw me. I greeted her and got a flat cart telling her to wait near the cashiers while I retrieved her table. She was waiting there patiently when I returned. I maneuvered the cart to an empty line and told her I would help her to the car when she had checked out.

I waited while she finished paying and followed her out to the parking lot pushing the cart. She was driving a white minivan and I opened the side door and waited while she secured the little one before moving to the rear to load the table. The rear seat had to be folded down before it would fit after which it slid in neatly. She thanked me profusely when I had finished, seizing my hand with both of hers and squeezing it. I asked if she would be OK unloading it by herself and she flushed nodding, her bright eyes shining up at me.

"Will you work tomorrow?"

Her question caught me off guard and it was my turn to flush. I nodded "Yes, in the morning till 11"

"You can help me shopping?"

"Yes, but if you come at 11 when I finish work it would be better. Otherwise I might be busy." We had a big shipment coming in and I knew it would take most of the morning to unload.

She smiled and squeezed my hand again and climbed into the car, leaving me standing there in a slight daze still feeling the warmth and softness of her small hands on mine.

The unloading did take all morning and I barely had time to think about Anna till my shift ended. We hadn't made any arrangement on where to meet so I punched out and then checked the area near the entrance without success. Perhaps she had changed her mind I thought, but decided to check the aisles once before giving up.

I headed for the baby section but there was no sign of her and decided to look in housewares. The store was relatively empty and as I walked past the lingerie section I noticed a cart with a familiar baby tote set on it and turned in among the racks of brightly colored bras and panties. I found her in front of a stand with nursing bras dressed in her usual khaki with the buttons down the front. I hesitated for a second, watching her as she examined one of the bras, feeling slightly embarrassed, but before I could move she looked up and smiled at me while my face flushed and I stood there tongue tied. She beckoned to me, seeming not to notice my embarrassment and held up her selection for my examination.

"Its good?" she asked.

Ladies lingerie was not one of my areas of expertise other than the male interest in their aesthetics and contents but I recognized the well known brand and nodded, with my face flushed and an uncomfortable stirring in my pants. The baby was asleep in the tote and there were several pairs of white panties in the cart as well as a black lace underwire bra and matching panties. She placed her selection in the cart and noticing my gaze retrieved the black bra and held it up.

"You like? Its good?"

Her bright eyes were staring at me without a hint of embarrassment and I managed a nod of ascent, the discomfort in my jeans becoming more acute by the minute.

The baby began to stir and Anna turned her attention to him giving me a chance to recover my composure.

"He's hungry" she noted "I should feed him"

"There is a changing room in the front" I blurted out without thinking "You could nurse him there"

"Show me please"

I led the way hoping the bulge in my pants wasn't too noticeable as we navigated to the front of the store. I had thought to wait outside for her but she held the door for us and motioned for me to enter. The door closed and she locked it behind us and gathering the baby in her arms moved to sit on the toilet with him leaving me to watch as she unbuttoned the front of her dress to expose a black bra similar to the one in the cart. She had large soft white breasts with dark red-brown aerolae just visible above the low cut lace cups, and prominent nipples pressed out visibly against the fabric.

I stood rooted, staring at her chest as she pulled down the left cup exposing the nipple and giving me a clear view of the entire naked breast before positioning the baby to drink. He sucked hungrily as I watched, enthralled by the view in front of me.

"He was hungry" I noted, trying to make small talk to ease the tension it seemed only I felt.

She nodded, and looked up smiling at me, her gaze then leaving my face and drifting down toward my waist and the obvious bulge in my pants and smiling again. She let him nurse, caressing his hair gently as he drank until after a few minutes his eyes closed and his mouth slipped from her nipple.

She motioned for me to bring her the tote and I set it beside her as she gently and efficiently settled him into it, wrapping him with a receiving blanket.

I was expecting her to cover herself immediately but instead she straightened up and looking directly at me asked softly "You are hungry too?"

Caught off-guard by her directness I stood trying to form an answer without success and watched as she slowly undid a few more buttons and then pulled down the other cup to fully expose both breasts. She arched her back and looked up at me, her mouth slightly open and ran the tip of her tongue over her lips. In a trance I stepped forward and knelt down in front of her leaning forward toward her exposed chest. Her arms extended around my head and her hands pulled my face to her right breast. I parted my lips sucked the nipple into my mouth.

She cooed softly and pulled my head against her, stroking my hair, as I began to drink the sweet liquid that started to flow almost immediately. Her breast was warm and soft and there was a slight odor of milk and sweat mixed with her perfume. I slid my hands up her thighs beneath her dress until I could knead her panty covered butt as I drank. My cock was throbbing and pressing hard against the confines of my jeans and I was beginning to fear that I would ejaculate and soil my pants when she gently pulled my face away. Her hands moved quickly down to my belt and began fumbling to loosen it.

"I am hungry also" were her only words as she undid the button and worked the zipper down. She indicated I should stand and as I did the swollen purple head of my erection emerged above the waistband of my shorts. She spread her legs and pulled me closer as she leaned toward my crotch. I felt her tongue exploring the head and then felt her pull the waistband down freeing the entire member. Her mouth fully enveloped the head and top third of the shaft while one hand wrapped around the base squeezing and stroking as the other descended to cup my balls.

I stroked her headscarf as she sucked, enjoying the building tension until my balls began to tighten in anticipation of release. She immediately pulled away causing me to gasp, my wet cock twitching and waving between us.

"Now, please now" her voice was heavy with desire and I understood her intent despite the vagueness of the plea.

I helped her to her feet and turned her to face the wall before lifting her dress above her waist and peeling her panties part way down her thighs. She leaned forward, bracing herself against the wall, and thrust her bottom toward me as my hand slipped between her thighs and cupped her unshaved but neatly trimmed pussy mound, massaging it and then slipping a finger deep inside her very wet cunt. She moaned softly and again uttered her plea "Now, please!"

I didn't need any further urging and grabbing my shaft eased it along her very moist slit, rubbing it back and forth before pushing the head into her. She responded by pushing back against me until my entire length was enveloped within her warm wet interior. It was my turn to moan and I reached around to grasp a swaying breast in each hand as I began to thrust with long full strokes.

"Shhhh!" she hissed "baby" meeting my thrusts which were rapidly becoming more insistent.

I did my best to stifle any involuntary exclamations of pleasure although the wet sounds of our exertions seemed to echo loudly in the little room.

My balls were now sucked tight against the base of my shaft, the developing tension was nearly unbearable and I could feel that she had one hand down between her legs frantically massaging her clitoral area.

"Now!" she urged again "Yes now!" and with a series of hard thrusts I went rapidly over the edge and began ejaculating with a groan I couldn't stifle.

"UHH!!, oh ...dear ...god!" I gasped as the hot jets of cum began squirting into her.

I continued squeezing her breasts and grinding my crotch against her butt as the spasms and spurts of semen slowly diminished. The way she was panting I took it that she had cum too although I had been too overcome with my own orgasm to know for sure.

The baby stirred and made some noise but didn't wake as I withdrew my now slackened shaft from her. Anna pulled some paper from the roll beside the toilet and wiped first me and then herself with it before reaching out and wrapping her fingers around my limp organ giving it a little squeeze.

"You are very nice" she said "Good size. One year no man. Woman needs a man sometimes for good health."

"What about your husband?"

"My husband has new wife and travels for business. He has forgotten his first wife I think" Her eyes were downcast now.

She had pulled the cups back over her breasts but the front of her her dress was still unbuttoned and I thought she looked incredibly sexy. Pulling her to me I put a hand on each breast squeezing and rubbing her nipples as I kissed her for the first time. She pressed her body against me and returned the kiss, her tongue finding mine, her lips sucking at mine.

"You make me feel woman again." she whispered.

The baby stirred again and I stepped away so she could button up her dress and fix her hair.

We set the baby up on her cart and checked that the room was in order before unlocking the door. She stretched up to kiss my lips once more and smiled at me before opening the door and stepping out. Thankfully the store was still relatively empty and I was grateful that we hadn't been disturbed and there was no queue of disgruntled customers waiting a turn outside.

"Are you finished shopping?"

She nodded ascent "You can help me again? Next week?"

I smiled and nodded.

The week passed slowly and I didn't see her in the store - not that I had really expected to but I found myself looking for her when ever I was working. Perhaps naively I didn't have any particular concerns about consorting with a married woman. I had had a boyhood crush on my best friend Jimmy's mom and still remembered clearly the time I had seen her dressed only in a bra and panties. In the sixth grade he and I had also made a game of spying on my attractive neighbor who was breast feeding her second child at the time. When I had begun to masturbate those images often figured into my sexual fantasies so not surprisingly, after months of abstinence, my male libido and childhood fetishes were dominating my reason and banishing any sense of caution. 

We had agreed on Monday for our next tryst and she was waiting for me in the lingerie section again. The baby was fussing and she held him while I manned her cart and she tried to assess my taste in women's panties by asking about numerous styles and colors and noting my reaction. We finally settled on a blue set and some soft white cotton ones before heading to the checkout. She evidently wanted to try them on for me and thus the purchase before heading to the baby changing room.

Anna settled down to nurse the baby as before and I understood he was very hungry and she had let him fuss to ensure he would eat and then sleep soundly. I had been thinking about her all week and watching her nurse the baby got me hornier than I had been the week before - if that was possible.

When she had settled him she began to unbutton her dress as she had before but I interrupted the process. Pulling her to her feet I kissed her passionately and, pulling up the back of her dress till my hands were on her panties, pressed her breasts against my chest and her crotch against my erection.

Still kissing her I sat her back down on the toilet seat and knelt between her knees, my hands busy with the buttons of her dress starting from the hem. I soon had her thighs exposed and was able to reach the waistband of her panties and work them back down till they were draped around her ankles. I spread her legs wide and leaned forward till my face was in her crotch and my tongue could explore her sensitive regions. She moaned softly as I sucked and licked and tasted her, her hands on my head pulling my face against her. She got the panties off her ankles and putting her feet over my shoulders, leaned back as I continued and before long I had her writhing and moaning on the seat as an orgasm built and then washed over her.

When she had calmed down a little I traded places with her, unbuckling my belt and pushing my pants and shorts down as I sat to free my cock. She stood over me and after positioning my hard shaft she eased down onto my lap and began rocking on me as I freed her other breast and began kissing and sucking on the nipple. I sucked harder and buried my face in her chest as my cock stiffened and began to unload inside her.

"Oh yes baby! Mmmm, oh I like to feel you inside me this way!" she moaned, her arms wrapped around me, still rocking on my lap and grinding her pussy against the base of my cock.

We sat there holding each other close, her breasts leaking milk onto my shirt, until my cock had softened and began to slip from her.

Someone was knocking on the door now and I called out "Just a minute!" as the baby woke up and began to fuss.

"I was going to try on my new underwear for you." she pouted as we hurried to dress and straighten our clothes.

There was more knocking at the door.

Anna was fixing her hair and I noticed the wet stains on my shirt from her breasts. "Oh well" I thought. The risks of sex in a public restroom.

Anna picked up the baby who had begun to cry now as I opened the door and held it for her. There were two families outside waiting impatiently as we exited. At least the baby gave us some cover.

I walked with her out to the car and helped her stow her purchases and get the baby settled. She had started to giggle as we worked and it was infectious. I grabbed her and held her close, giving her a big kiss - a big no-no in public I thought as I held her. She pushed me away after a few seconds.




Target Audience Pt. 01



"Stop it Jake!" but her eyes sparkled at me.

"I wonder if they heard us. I guess we were lucky last week."

"Yes lucky" she agreed.

"Maybe I could get us a motel room for a few hours sometime." I suggested.

She shook her head. "Someone might see. See my car. If someone sees I can have big trouble." Her face was serious now. "We will find a way dear Jake. Many women have secrets." She smiled again as she got into the van. She motioned for me to come close and I came up to the door. "You were very good today!" she whispered "I like it very much!" She gave me a quick kiss and then said "I will come tomorrow, OK? 11?"

I nodded and she closed the window and drove off leaving me standing in the parking lot with wet spots on my shirt and a bulge in my pants.

I went home to change before my afternoon classes, my mind full of thoughts of Anna and her bright eyes, the feel of her breasts, the taste of her milk, and how my cock felt filling her pussy. This quickly led to the development of an uncomfortable bulge in my pants.

I found it hard to concentrate at school. The situation with Anna was becoming complicated. I worried that someone at work might begin to suspect something if we continued to meet there, and my apartment wasn't private as I had two room mates. I also worried that Anna would get into trouble at home, perhaps serious trouble especially given her culture. I should really cut it off now before some additional complication occurred. I decided to tell her tomorrow when we met and the decision gave me a sense of relief.

Work passed slowly the next day and the sense of relief had dissipated by the time 11am approached. I clocked out and went to the front entrance to wait for Anna. She was a little late arriving which didn't help my peace of mind.

She approached, greeting me with a smile, and indicated I should follow her out to the parking lot. At the van motioned for me to climb into the back with the baby without giving me an opportunity to object. I followed her instruction and she closed the door and went around to the driver's side.

She didn't speak until she had pulled out into traffic. "We will go to my sister's apartment Jake. She lives alone and no one will speak anything there."

"Your sister is there now?"

She laughed "Yes, but don't worry. She will do some shopping and we can be alone."

"Oh well," I thought "once more can't hurt." and the idea of being with Anna in a private apartment with a real bed rapidly began to dispel my resolve.

Anna told me her sister's name was Negar. She was two years younger than Anna and because their parents were dead and they had no family living in the US Negar could take an apartment by herself without trouble from anyone.

When we arrived I helped Anna bundle the baby out of the carseat and followed to her sister's third floor flat. Negar opened the door for us with a smile and Anna's same bright eyes. She was smartly dressed and about the same height as Anna but a little thinner. They might almost have been twins and her clothing gave me an idea of how stunning Anna might look in similar dress.

Negar greeted me by name with a kiss on both cheeks and beckoned for us to enter. The apartment was nicely furnished with a bright and sunny atmosphere and we made our way down a short hall to a comfortably appointed living room. Anna bade me sit next to her on the sofa where she began to nurse the baby who's name was Hassan. She sat very close, her body pressed against mine, so there was clearly no reason hide our affair in this space. I put my arm around her, drew her still closer and kissed her lips. She sighed in satisfaction and nestled against me.

"You like it? Nice?"

"Yes, it's a beautiful apartment. Do you come here often?"

"Whenever I can. Negar is my best friend in the world."

Just then her sister appeared, beautifully made up, and gathering her purse from an end table told us to make ourselves at home and she would return in an hour or two. Her nearly perfect English was worlds better than Anna's although the accent and manner of speaking was the same. She gave us a parting smile and was gone.

Hassan had fallen asleep and Anna carried him over to a crib sitting in a corner and put him to bed and then said she would make us tea. I followed her to the kitchen where she busied herself with the preparation. She worked with complete familiarity as if the apartment belonged to her and quickly had a pot brewed and two cups poured. I found watching her in the kitchen completely mesmerizing, even erotic somehow, and found myself wishing this was our home, Anna's and mine.

We sat there in the bright kitchen and sipped the hot tea while I pressed her for more details about her sister. She told me that Negar was studying engineering and math at the University and would graduate in another year. She had taken night classes in English for several years and this explained her fluency. Anna had stayed with her occasionally, once for almost a month straight, and thus the presence of the baby crib in the livingroom.

Our tea finished, Anna took my hand and led me back to the livingroom to sit on the sofa. She didn't sit but put on some soft music and, telling me to wait there, disappeared down the hall.

I had waited, somewhat impatiently, for about ten minutes when she reappeared wearing a short, tight blue dress that accentuated her figure, dark stockings, and makeup. She was completely transformed and looked stunning. She crossed the room and stood in front of me and spun around.

"You like it?"

"Damn Anna! You look beautiful!"

She smiled radiantly and reached for me. I stood and embraced her, running my hands all over her and kissing her face and neck while she pressed herself against me and ground her crotch against mine.

"I am happy for you to see me this way Jake. Come now, we must hurry."

"Your sister?"

"No, she doesn't mind, but I must be home soon today."

She led me to the bedroom and began undressing me immediately. When I was stripped to my shorts she asked for help with her dress. I unzipped the back and helped her out of it. She sat on the bed and raised a leg for me to remove the stocking. I peeled down first one and then the other, admiring her smoothly shaved legs as I did, and then helped her with her panties as she unhooked her bra.

"I like a man to undress me Jake. Do you like it?"

I nodded "Yes Anna."

This was the first time I had seen her completely naked and I stood rooted there, gazing at her with a large bulge in my shorts till she interrupted by pulling me down next to her. Climbing on top of me and straddling my legs she worked my shorts down before lowering her mouth to my cock. She sucked only until it was fully erect and then scooting forward positioned it before sinking down onto it, working it into her until the entire length was buried. She began rocking up and back, her breasts swaying as she did, grinding her pussy against me until we were both fully lubricated. Then, leaning forward, she pulled my face to her breast urging me to suck while she fucked my cock.

Her intent seemed to be to bring me quickly to orgasm and in this she succeeded, moaning in satisfaction as I began to cum. "Yes dear Jake, oh yes!" The muscles in her pussy squeezing my organ, massaging it, as it filled her.

When I had finished she hugged me, kissing me and whispering "Mmmm, your size is so nice! It feels so good inside me. You will come tomorrow too. Negar will bring you. We will have more time."

This information was offered as a statement rather than a question, and in the afterglow of orgasm, with Anna's completely naked body pressed against mine, I didn't think to question it.

Anna went to the bathroom to dress leaving me there on the bed. Negar came home as I was dressing and was busy in the kitchen when I came out. Anna was already busy getting the baby ready. She reiterated that Negar would take me to my car as she must be home very soon and Negar affirmed this. I kissed Anna goodbye and she hurried away leaving me with her sister.

Negar offered me more tea and we chatted for a little bit.

"My sister is very beautiful, don't you think?"

"She is gorgeous. I just saw her for the first time in normal clothes, western clothes I mean. I couldn't believe how beautiful she looked."

"Sexy too, right?" Negar smiled.

I blushed bright red for some reason and only managed to nod.

"You know Anna likes you very much Jake. She talks of almost nothing else these days. You should be very pleased as she dislikes most men."

"What about her husband?" I asked.

"You must ask Anna about him. About him I can say nothing"

Her voice was suddenly uncharacteristically hard and cold and from the look on her face I clearly had stepped onto thin ice. Unable to stop myself I continued.

"She has his child..."

"She does her duty, surely you must understand this. I can take you to your car now. You must tell me where I can find you tomorrow at 10 am."

"I have classes in the morning tomorrow..." I started.

Negar interrupted without letting me finish. "You can be absent for one day? Please, it is very important to my sister. You must come, tomorrow and Thursday also. She has three full hours tomorrow if you come at 10, and the same Thursday, and I can take care of the baby for her."

She had her beautiful dark eyes fixed on my face and I felt completely unable to refuse her, even if I had been so inclined. I was under Anna's spell and the idea of spending more time with her, in bed or out of it, had become paramount to me. The vision of her in the blue dress had completely banished any thoughts of abandoning whatever was growing between us.

"You can pick me up at 10, or 9:30 if that is better, at my apartment, and the same Thursday. I can show you the way today."

"We should meet at your store I think. That would be best and it's not far from here. Will that be OK?"

I nodded, and so it was arranged.



Target Audience Pt. 02



Part 1: http://www.literotica.com/s/target-audience-pt-01-1

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Negar and I chatted a little about school as she drove me to pick up my car. She asked what I was studying and was interested in what I thought of the math department. Since she was in grad school I didn't know most of her professors but we commiserated about the statistics classes which we agreed were poorly taught. She was hoping to get a job offer before graduation but completion was stiff and she wanted something here in the city which limited her choices. I asked if she had a boyfriend and she laughed and said no and that like me she was too busy to worry about it at the moment.

"You are lucky you found Anna at your work."

"Yes, sometimes chance brings what we weren't expecting. Or maybe fate."

"Yes, maybe fate. I will come tomorrow at 9:30 Jake."

We said goodbye and I drove home to prepare for class wondering where fate was leading me.

I arrived a little early to find Negar already waiting. She greeted me with a warm smile.

"Good morning Jake. Did you sleep well?"

"I had a lot of studying to do. I need to be sure I keep up with all my classes."

"You need to keep your strength up too. Good rest is important."

She was looking at me and smiling as she offered this advice. I returned the smile. "Seeing Anna always makes me forget how much sleep I've had." I grinned and she laughed.

"Yes, love has its own energy."

"How long have you been in this country Negar?"

"Five years now, sometimes it seems like I've always lived here and sometimes like I just arrived yesterday. Anna came two years ago with her family. I was so happy when she came. I was very lonely before that."

"What does Anna's husband do?"

"His work is about trade - importing and exporting I think. I really don't know much about it. He is always traveling for business and I used to worry about Anna. It's hard to be married to a man like that. I could never do it. He is much older than her too. The marriage was arranged by our parents."

I had many more questions, especially as I had not been reprimanded for asking, but we had arrived at the apartment.

Negar let us in and ushering me to the kitchen said she would make tea. Anna had not arrived yet as we were a little early. I sat at the counter and watched as Negar worked. The sisters were so similar in looks and manner that if it hadn't been for their difference in figure it might have been hard to tell them apart.

"Did you have an Iranian girlfriend before Jake?"

She set our cups on the counter and sat down with me.

I laughed "No."

"So what do you think?"

The question caused me to flush and stutter for an answer and thankfully Anna arrived as I was still trying to formulate my answer. Negar went to answer the door and the two women returned with Negar holding Hassan. Anna came over and put her arms around me, kissing my face.

"Good morning dear Jake. I see my sister has made you welcome."

She poured herself some tea and sat down close by me, kissing me again and pressing her thigh against mine.

"I dreamed about you last night." she said between kisses.

"Tell me."

"I think I must show you." she laughed. "Come."

She pulled me to my feet and led me down the hall to the bedroom. "Wait for me dear."

She disappeared for a few minutes and returned wearing only a sheer nightie and panties. Her breasts, visible through the thin fabric, swayed as she moved, the erect nipples pressed out making little mounds. It was a vision out of an erotic dream.

"Sit Jake, I will do all."

She unbuttoned my shirt and then knelt in front of me and unbuckled my pants and worked first them and then my shorts down to my ankles. Taking my semi-erect cock into her mouth she began to suck it and massage my balls. Her hair draped over my lap as she sucked in a perfumed cascade and in a couple of minutes I was rock hard. Removing her mouth she pressed her breasts against the shaft and massaged it between them. The silky fabric and soft warm flesh of her breasts soon had me so horny I could hardly stand it.

Pushing me back on the bed she sat astride me again, and pulling the crotch of her panties aside she placed the head of my dick against her pussy opening and sat down against me. She was very wet and slippery and my cock slid all the way in to the root in one smooth motion.

I groaned with pleasure at the sensation. "Oh Anna, you are so wet!"

My hands were on her breasts, kneading and playing with the nipples which had begun to leak milk.

"Yes love, I am ready for you."

She began to move, slowly at first, rising up and settling back down, and the sensation was exquisite. I could feel my cock reaching the very depths of her pussy and the entrance to her womb each time she settled down against me.

I reached beneath her nightie taking a breast in each hand and she leaned forward so I could suck on first one and then the other.

She increased her pace and moaned as milk began to flow from her breasts and I started to thrust against her with increasing urgency.

Her eyes were fixed on my face as my orgasm approached and I was drawn to return her gaze. Our eyes locked together as my cock began to jerk deep within her and she moaned, her voice full of desire "Oh Jake! Oh my love. Oh YES!!"

I began to cum with great force and she moaned and cried as I filled her, flooded her, until semen was leaking out between us and our motion was making wet exclamations with each thrust.

Anna collapsed on top of me, kissing my lips and hugging me to her breasts and then rolled, pulling me on top of her, her pussy still squeezing my swollen shaft.

"Don't pull out love, stay inside me, lie with me here."

I pulled her close, kissing her, and then rose up on my arms to gaze at her. She was so beautiful I thought, long dark hair framing her face, her eyes, large, dark, and bright gazing back at me.

There was a slight rustle from the direction of the door which I realized had been left open. Negar must have been watching us I thought. I was too full of the afterglow of sex to dwell on this though, and laid back down against Anna's breasts and nuzzled her neck and ears before kissing her again and she sighed in complete contentment.

We must have laid there for fifteen minutes or longer with neither of us speaking, basking in the feel of our bodies pressed against each other. She played with my hair and kissed my eyes and face and I nearly dozed off.

Finally Negar appeared at the doorway holding Hassan in her arms.

"I think you are hungry now Jake. You may take a shower if you wish and come to the kitchen when you are dressed. Anna will feed her son who is also very hungry."

She withdrew to give us privacy and I let my now slack organ slide from Anna's warm embrace and her panties to slip back in place. I kissed her once more and, gathering my clothes, headed across the hall to the shower.

When I emerged Anna was still on the bed with the baby nestled in her arms and sucking hungrily away. Her eyes were closed and she was humming softly to him. I stood watching quietly for a minute before heading to the kitchen.

Negar had a plate of sandwiches set out on the table along with a middle eastern salad and fresh cups of tea. She was right, as I felt famished and took a seat while she served me before sitting herself.

The food was delicious and I ate hungrily, oblivious until Negar spoke.

"You like Iranian food?"

I smiled and nodded, my mouth full.

She laughed. "It's good!"

I nodded again and then realized she was approving my taste in cuisine.

"You like to cook? Prepare food I mean?"

"Yes, of course, but Anna is a much better cook than I. When she will be able to prepare food for you you will see. I don't have guests so often and am out of practice. Anna always cooks for us when she is here."

"Perhaps I should take her some food now?"

Negar smiled. "Yes, I will prepare a plate for her."

I headed to the bedroom to find Anna dozing, the baby asleep at her breast. I sat down on the bed and kissed her. "Anna, are you hungry?"

She opened her eyes and smiled and pulled my face to her lips.

"Thank you Jake. I must go soon."

She took the plate and ate while I sat next to her. When she had finished I took the plate and she leaned her head against me.

"You will come tomorrow?"

I nodded and kissed her before heading back to the kitchen.

Negar already had everything put away. "I will help Anna with the baby and then take you to your car Jake."

I waited in the living room while Anna showered quickly and dressed and Negar settled Hassan in the tote, still asleep.

We left together, Negar and I heading to her car. We chatted about school some more as she drove and agreed that she would pick me up again at the same time. I gave her my cell number and suggested we meet on campus sometime when our schedules allowed. She smiled and flushed slightly I thought as I handed her my number.

As I drove to campus for afternoon classes I wondered how long she had been watching Anna and I. Oh well, I didn't mind I thought, and Anna clearly didn't.

Negar picked me up the next morning and we drove quietly to her apartment this time. We were a little later and Anna was already there waiting for us. We sat in the kitchen and had tea, the women chatting about the baby and how quickly he was growing and how Anna would need to go shopping for new clothes for him soon. It all felt very relaxed and domestic.

We finished our tea and Anna led me to the bedroom where I consciously noted that she left the door ajar as we undressed and laid down on the bed. We made love with me on top this time and again laid there locked together when we finished till Negar brought Hassan for his meal.

It felt so comfortable lying there with Anna that I stayed while she nursed him until Negar returned and scolded me that my food was waiting and I should hurry up or she would put it away.

I quickly showered and hurried to the kitchen where Negar scolded me again as she served me. The food was delicious and I ate two helpings which seemed to mollify and please the cook who smiled brightly at my complements.

Anna finished nursing and came out to sit with us before I had finished. We set up a loose schedule for my visits, a few times a week and always in the morning when Anna could come.

Negar's apartment began to seem like a second home, actually more of a home than my shared apartment. It always felt clean and wholesome and I found myself enjoying the domestic feel more with each visit. Anna and I didn't always make love now, sometimes we would just visit with Negar and they would play with the baby and cook something for us to eat before I returned to my world.

While I often had tried to find out more details about Anna's family situation she always dismissed my queries with an admonition not to worry and that she didn't want this house troubled by the problems of another. It was during one of these mornings spent in the kitchen that the conversation drifted to these matters. Both women were interested my background and in what I thought of Iran and Iranian people.

I had grown up in the fairly conservative community of a small town outside of Springfield, one in which everyone knew everyone else's business. I had felt stifled as a teenager and took attending university as my ticket out. I enjoyed the social freedom and anonymity of the city. Negar instinctively understood this and sympathized overtly. While I understood that Anna felt similarly she did not say so out loud. 

"What about your parents?" was her question. "Do they approve?"

"They are pleased I am attending University Anna. Is that what you were asking?"

"Do they approve of you Jake?"

"They were relieved when I moved out I think. I don't get along with my father and it was difficult at home when I was in high school. My mother always asks if I am attending church. I tell her I have to work and study on weekends. It is different than for your people I think Anna."

"Family is very important for our people. Children cannot go against the wishes of their parents without causing much trouble. Because our parents are dead I could come to America on my own, but Anna became part of her husband's family when she married. It was happy fate that his business brought them here also."

"Our great grandparents were Zoroastrians, the ancient religion of Persia, but life for them became very difficult and our grandparents joined the Muslim faith. We are very happy to be here in America where women have more power outside of the house and religion is considered a personal matter, but Anna still must be very careful neither her family nor their friends suspect she is seeing you Jake. If they found out she could lose everything. I think she is very brave."

Negar was gazing at her sister who was following the conversation with the help of interspersed explanations from Negar.

This statement brought a slight flush to Anna's cheeks as well as to mine. "Every day I thank God for my sister Jake. Without her I would be alone with my son in this world. Her home is our haven here."

I agreed that Negar's apartment was a special place and that I always felt at peace here. "But do you miss your home country?"

"Yes, of course, we miss our beautiful city and the mountains and the sea. Mostly we miss our parents home that was often full of guests and conversation. Here I do not entertain and the house is empty when Anna and Hassan are not here, and now we have your visits as well." she smiled at me.

"Why did your parents choose Anna's husband?"

"They wanted security for her and our household Jake, and our mother thought it a good match. At first it was OK, but when our parents were killed things changed. I will speak no more about it. Here we should speak of the future, not the past."

I let the subject go and Negar steered the conversation toward my studies, what kinds of food I liked, and where my favorite places in the city were. We drank more tea and ate before it was time for Negar to take me back to my car.

As the days went by both work and School were going well and I felt at peace with the world, but of course there are inevitably complications.



Target Audience Pt. 03



part 1: http://www.literotica.com/s/target-audience-pt-01-1

part 2: http://www.literotica.com/s/target-audience-pt-02

*****

I was studying late on campus one evening when my cell phone rang. It was Negar calling from a dance bar just off campus that was popular with students, and from her voice I could tell she must have been drinking.

"Jake, can you rescue me? Please? I need a ride home."

"Sure, fifteen minutes?"

"OK, but hurry please."

I had been meeting Anna regularly at her sister's apartment for nearly a month now and Negar and I chatted regularly, as she had continued to be my taxi service. She had never called me though, and I wondered if she was in some kind of trouble.

I packed up my work and walked to the car. It took only a few minutes to drive the few blocks to the bar but the lot was so full I had to park on a side street. I paid the cover and entered the noise and commotion inside. It was so packed I called Negar again to find out where she was sitting, and finally found her at a table being hit on by a gaggle of fairly drunk guys.

She was sharply dressed, and with her hair done up and her stylish makeup she looked like a fashion model. No wonder she had attracted a fan club, especially showing up unescorted.

"Jake!" She stood up a little unsteadily and threw her arms around me whispering loudly in my ear "Dance with me, pleeease!"

I could see the looks of surprise and disappointment on the surrounding faces at seeing some nondescript guy walk in and sweep their lovely target out to the dance floor without even uttering a single pick-up line.

I took her hand and towed her amongst the tables toward the dance floor, leaving her fan club without a chance to say goodbye.

There was a slow number starting up as we cleared the last table and she wrapped her arms around me and laid her head on my shoulder as we began to dance.

"Oh Jake, I'm so glad you came! I was worried you wouldn't. Hold me close please, I want them to see us. I told them my boyfriend was coming but they didn't believe me."

I happily obliged. She was a good partner, despite her inebriated state, and was wearing some very sexy fragrance. Her body felt warm and soft against mine and we drifted around the floor until the slow number died away and something with a much faster beat started up.

"Why don't you come finish my drink, then we can go." she offered as we made our way back to the table.

The fan club had apparently left for other pastures and we were left to ourselves. Most of a substantial margarita was sitting at her spot and I sipped at it while Negar sat close and chatted about her evening out. She didn't go out often, and seldom drank, but had decided to do so that evening on a whim. It was 'Ladies Night' at the bar and her admirers had brought her several drinks and tried to get her to dance with them. By the time she called me she didn't feel safe driving and was stuck there. I told her it was foolish for a woman to come alone to such a place unless she was looking for trouble.

"Maybe I was." was her quip in reply.

"Well, ask me to come the next time you feel the urge to do something silly like this."

She took my hand and squeezed it.

I finished her drink and we made our way to the bar, she leaning on my arm, and then out into the cool night air. I hummed a bit of the tune we had danced to as we made our way through the dark to my car. As I opened the door for her she put her arms around me and kissed me on the lips, pressing herself hard against me as she did.

"I'm so glad you came Jake."

I reassured her that I was pleased she had asked and helped her in. Closing her door I made my way to my side, my lips still buzzing from our kiss. I climbed in and turned on some music as we drove.

Something was up, but the margarita had given me a good buzz and I didn't care at that point. Negar and I had become close friends over the past month. Partners in conspiracy. And she was beautiful, and sexy, and a good dancer. I was pleased she had called me, and now I was slightly drunk and more than a little turned on.

It was about a thirty minute drive from campus to her apartment. We chatted a little and then she laid her head on my shoulder and we listened to music while I drove in silence. We had stopped at a light when I felt her hand on my thigh. As I drove on she began to rub gently and then to run her fingers up toward my crotch and back down, higher and higher until she located a growing bulge and began to stroke it. 

"Negar, you should stop." I whispered.

She mumbled something unintelligible and her hand squeezed me, causing me to gasp audibly, but the hand remained where it was and soon resumed its motion. As I stopped at the next light she began to work on my belt and zipper, and with a bit more effort managed to work my mostly erect cock free of my shorts.

Any remaining reluctance had already faded, and as her warm hand gripped me I involuntarily thrust my pelvis against it.

She cooed softly, squeezing me and causing my cock to spasm before her hand began gently moving up and down and then her head was down in my lap, bobbing up and down as she sucked.

Her warm mouth and soft lips sucked deliciously at me as her hand continued its motion and soon I was having trouble concentrating on driving. Thankfully we were only a few blocks from her apartment by then and I pulled in and parked, shutting off the engine but leaving the music playing.

Negar's mouth left my cock and found my lips, kissing and sucking at my lips and tongue, and then she was crawling between the seats into the back.

"Jake!" Her voice was a little husky. "Come to me. Please Jake."

Unable or unwilling to refuse I climbed awkwardly after her, ending up in a heap on top of her. I found her dress was already pulled up to her waist and she raised herself up so I could remove her panties and then spread her legs for me. I managed to get myself positioned after a couple of tries and she groaned and sighed as my cock pressed into her.

She was very wet and I slid all the way in with a single thrust.

As I began to move she wrapped her legs around me and moaned "Fuck me Jake! Fuck me like you fuck Anna!"

We began to move together now with Negar groaning and moaning loudly in pleasure as she used her legs to urge to increase my pace. Soon I was pounding away at her as she writhed beneath me on the seat.

"Jake, wait, help me with my dress." she gasped after a few minutes. I helped her unzip the back and work her arms out of the straps. "Take my bra off too." she urged, "I want you to kiss my breasts while we fuck."

We soon had the bra off and she held my head to her breast while we built up our rhythm again and soon had the car rocking as Negar's moans began to drown out the music.

"Oh Jake! Oh Jake!! Oh fuck! Oh god your cock feels so fucking good! Oh my! Oh fuck! Cum now Jake! Fuck! Cum now!"

I didn't really need any encouragement and let loose with a groan, and with a series of hard thrusts flooded Negar's pussy. She wrapped her legs tight around me and hugged me to her breasts, crying out as her own orgasm washed over her and then slowly subsided.

"Oh Jake! Oh Jake!" she was moaning softly now, still thrusting her pussy gently against me and holding me close.

We lay there on the back seat, listening to the music and holding each other till Negar's soft voice came "Come up with me Jake. You can spend the night here. I want to sleep next to you."

I was already in deep, might as well go all the way over my head and drown I thought.

"OK" I kissed her. "OK, I'd like that."

I got myself zipped up and buckled before climbing out to turn off the music and retrieve the key while Negar got herself presentable.

I took her arm and we made our way up to her apartment. She let us in and turned on some music in the living room and then had me sit in the kitchen while she made us tea.

"I've wanted to do that for weeks now Jake. Anna said she would share you with me but I am too shy and afraid, afraid you would say no, so afraid... If I hadn't been drunk tonight I wouldn't have dared. When you danced with me I thought I would faint with desire."

"So you set me up?"

"No Jake, I just wanted to go out and maybe find some guy to have sex with, but all I could think about was you, and the more I drank the more I wanted you."

"You watch us having sex don't you, Anna and I."

She flushed "Yes, do you mind? It gives me something to dream about at night. But it was driving me crazy too. Listening to you two even when I didn't watch, and seeing how happy you've made Anna. She wants you to get her pregnant you know. She will do the test next week. She is worried it will be negative but I don't think so. You can see it already, the change in her face."

I had begun to suspect this but was still a little shocked to hear Negar say it so matter of factly.

"But she is married. Won't she get in trouble?"

"Well, you have dark hair and eyes so she might get away with it, that is if she could ever get herself to have sex with him to cover herself. But her plan is to leave her husband and stay here. He is going to move the family back to Tehran. She thinks he is going to take a third wife soon and that he will let her go, but I am not so sure. He has plenty of money so several wives are not a burden for him. It's a sign of status for some people, and with him it's all about social politics and business alliances."

"She wants a divorce? Is that possible?"

"Of course possible, but not easy. If he agrees it's much easier of course. Our father was a government official in the Ministry of Trade, but now that he is dead perhaps she is no longer so important to him. By rights he can keep their child though, and that would be hard, hard for her..."

"If she has a child by an American man, especially one who would marry her, she can get her own green card. Her husband is here on a business visa and he brought her on that."

"Do you love her Jake?"

It was my turn to flush. "Yes, yes I do."

It was true too, despite my misgivings about the situation. I couldn't help myself.

"I know she loves you Jake. I have never seen her so happy as when she is with you. She is completely changed. Somehow she decided the first time she saw you. She told me she had met some man who worked in a store she shops at and she was going to marry him. I told her she was crazy, how could she know. But she said he had the most beautiful eyes and when he looked at her, her heart soared to the sky and she knew. I still didn't believe it, but she was so excited every time she went to your shop. And then you came here."

Her dark eyes were fixed on me and I blushed again as she rose and poured us more tea.

It was true that my relationship with Anna had been largely non-verbal from the start. In a way I couldn't explain, even to myself, we had established some special connection from that first day. While I loved sex with her, loved the feel of her body locked together with mine, much of our passion was exchanged without words. Her eyes could pierce me, melting my heart, or driving me wild with desire.

My relationship with Negar was, naturally because of her fluency but also by nature, much more verbal. I loved to tease her and make jokes together with her, and she was able to bring me to a full stop with some pointed comment and then rescue me with her smile, something she clearly enjoyed. Now, having tasted sex with her, our conversation and my emotions had opened a yawning gulf of uncertainty and doubt.

I am sure they both felt a sense of security and comfort in my typical American lack of concern over issues like virginity and divorce, but I found myself unable to share their apparently relaxed attitude about our developing 'household'.

"But if he won't agree to a divorce and she is pregnant, then what?"

"I really don't know. She could have an abortion I suppose, but I think she would commit suicide before doing that. My sister is very smart though, and she believes in her plan. Our parents had money so she doesn't need his."

We sat silent for a minute and then Negar rose and came over behind me. She put her hands on my head and caressed my hair and leaned down to kiss me.

"Jake, come watch a movie with me. I want to fall asleep on the couch with you holding me, and then you can carry me to bed and have sex with me again if you want."

She pulled me up and I held her against me, there

in the kitchen with her head resting against my shoulder, until she took my hand and led me to the couch. She picked out a disk, loaded it into the player, then came and curled up next to me. I put my arm around her and stroked her hair and face and played with her ear as the movie started. I watched for a bit and began to doze myself before rousing and gathering Negar in my arms as gently as I could. She put her arms around my neck as I carried her to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. I stripped to my shorts before removing her dress.

"Get me naked Jake. I want to be naked in bed with you." came her whisper as I laid down next to her.

I managed to remove her bra and panties as well as my shorts before drawing the covers up over us and pulling her naked body to me. I found her lips and began kissing her as her hand found my cock. As I began to stiffen under her touch I started kissing my way down to her breasts, sucking on the nipples, licking and biting as they hardened, and then moved down beneath the covers to her soft belly, and then lower to her pubic area. Her legs spread wide for me as I began to explore her there with my tongue, finding her slit and penetrating, licking and sucking with my lips. She began to writhe and moan and buck as I continued, becoming louder and louder until she cried out and clutched and clawed at me as her body shuddered. I was still licking her gently, causing her body to spasm when I hit an especially sensitive spot when she began pulling at me.

"Jake, Jake, fuck me with your cock. On top of me."

I mounted her and began thrusting slowly, deliberately, enjoying the sensation as I slid in and out, in and out, in and out, my arms wrapped around her, holding her body tightly, kissing her, kissing her, and then increasing the pace, increasing, increasing, until I was pounding away while she clutched and clawed at my back and bucked wildly beneath me and I came and came and came...

We lay there exhausted in the dark, my arm draped across her breasts, feeling her chest rise and fall, breathing softly, my face next to hers, breathing her scent, not saying a word, till both of us passed softly into dreams.

I woke not knowing where I was. As my eyes focused on the room, and the warm body lying next to me stirred, the events of the previous night came flooding back. I was lying naked in bed next to Anna's sister who was also completely naked, her pussy no doubt still full of my semen. Anna, married Anna, was likely pregnant with my child and wanted to get divorced so she could marry me... God! What was I doing?

The body next to me stirred again and then reached out to me and rolled on top of me and rubbed her pussy against my dick.



Target Bathroom Blowjob



As Eric pulled into the Target parking lot he reflected on stories he had read on the internet or heard in popular culture about "gay hookups" in public restrooms. He chuckled to himself about it as he walked across the parking lot. As if he'd ever get that lucky. 

Eric had always been a little bi-curious but never done anything about it. Oh sure he watched and masturbated to gay porn some times and he'd even had a small dildo in is ass a time or two but that was about it. 

Eric wasn't a big guy. He was only about 5'6" and 145lbs but it was mostly muscle. He worked out 5 days a week and killed it in the gym, but his diet wasn't where it should be. 

When Eric entered the Target he swung to the right and entered the men's room to relieve himself. Eric noticed a young guy nervously fidgeting while leaning against the far wall. The boy smiled shyly at Eric as he walked in. 

The boy was young, late teens, blond and skinny. He was wearing those stupid tight jeans that kids liked these days and a striped t-shirt. 

As Eric finished he turned to the sinks to wash his hands and noticed the boy in the same place still smiling a funny little smile. It crossed Eric's mind that just maybe this could be one of those things he had read about. Could this kid really be hanging out in here waiting to suck or fuck a stranger? 

To hell with caution for once Eric thought. He turned to the kid and jerked his head in the direction of the stall to see what the kid would do. The kid smiled shyly again and grabbed the stall door. 

Eric had had all the prancing around could take. if he was going to take this risk in a public place and screw around with another guy then he was going to go all out and just hope no one ever found out. 

As Eric caught up with the kid he shoved him all the way into the stall and locked the door behind them. Now or never Eric thought to himself. 

He practically growled at the kid "Get on your knees." All the while not really believing this was happening to him. Still half expecting the kid to resist or scream he was actually surprised when the kid complied with a look of lust in his own eyes. This was what the kid had come for after all. 

Eric pulled his rapidly hardening dick out of his pants and the kid eagerly swallowed every inch of it. Right from the start Eric knew this would be the best blowjob he had ever had. The kid didn't need any coaxing, he was deep throating from the get go. 

That didn't stop Eric from grabbing the back of the kids head and driving his now fully hard 7" cock down the kids throat. Eric worked the kids mouth like a pussy as he fucked himself into the subs warm and wet mouth. He pulled out a few times and made the kid suck his balls too. 

For his part the kid seemed to be enjoying himself. Apparently sucking off strange men in public places was a real turn on for him. 

Eric was both thrilled with what was happening and horrified that someone might come in and he would be caught. It was like he was in another world as this submissive young guy sucked him off in a Target bathroom. His brain wasn't firing on all cylinders anymore. All he cared about was getting off down this kids throat. 

The fear of being caught and the nastiness of what he was doing were both driving him over the edge. Eric was amazed at how long the kid could stay on his cock without coming up. Most of the girls he had been with either couldn't deep throat at all or could only take him all the way for a second or two at a time. But not this kid, he stayed down as long as Eric wanted to hold him pressed against his stomach. 

As Eric drew closer to blowing his load in this kid he pulled him fully onto his dick and held the kid there. God, Eric thought, it was so warm, wet and nasty in this kids mouth. 

Eric whispered to the young guy, "when I come, I want you to swallow every drop." The kid looked up at Eric through watering eyes and Eric knew he would do as told. 

Eric let the kid do the sucking himself for a while and only occasionally pulled him all the way onto his dick. He was getting close, really close. 

As Eric's orgasm began to hit he tried to hold it off as long as possible to get as much pleasure from it as he could. But as the pressure built he knew he had to let go and give the kid the load of cum he had come here for. 

Eric pulled the kid back down onto his dick all the way and began to squirt his load right into his throat. Eric told him, "swallow it all bitch." The kid tried to come up for air as Eric filled his throat with cum but Eric held his head down on his cock and pumped his load of hot salty cum past his tongue. 

As Eric's orgasm subsided the fear hit him like a freight train. He had just had sex with another guy in a public restroom. He had to get out of here before someone saw him. 

He pulled his cock out of the kids mouth and turned to leave when the kid said, "hold up a second, let me give you my number in case you ever want to do that again." 

What the fuck Eric thought, another few second wouldn't change anything and that had been an amazing blow job.