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The New Man

By: farieyqueenlola



I had just moved to Florida from Virginia. I was looking forward to the warmer weather for winter. Winters in Virginia are hell, especially if you have no body to get warm with. I was staying with my aunt and one night she came into the house and said, "Hey, there are some guys on the way over."

Well now what was I going to do....I really wasn't ready to meet anyone or looking for anything. I had just moved here and was trying to get my bearings on what I wanted out of life. The house was crazy and a lot of people were staying there so the stress level was off the hook. Oh well, I thought, what's the harm in making some new friends. So when the guys showed up I walked outside to find out what was up.

Everybody was standing around talking and drinking and looking at the engine of my cousin's car. It had been having problems for a little while now. The atmosphere was nice and relaxed. The guys were discussing what could be the problem and my aunt jumped in with "This is my niece, Kate. Let's see...Kate you know Nick (that was her man of the moment) and this is R.J." I didn't catch the other guy's name as I was totally focused on R.J. It was dark but I could tell this was a one of a kind guy.

He had big strong hands...hands that spoke of his character and life. Big, hard-working hands turn me on. And as we talked and joked all I could think of was his hands on my skin. I knew it was time for me to go in before I got into trouble. As I said goodnight, R.J. turned to me and said "You can't go in...you're involved." So he was as interested as I was...uuummm the possibilities that ran through my mind. 

"No," I replied "not yet." And I went in for the evening.

My aunt brought them all in so they could wash their hands and we all started talking again. The talk turned to the trip that my aunt had taken to the keys a few weekends before and a couple of cross dressers that she met and we started talking about how you can tell if it's really a guy and I said "You can always tell because of the indention that men have in their ass cheeks." Well, no name guy tried to show me his ass and I turned away and said "I don't need to see your ass dude."

A few days later the brakes on my truck were making an horrific noise and I tried calling R.J. to see if he would take a look at them. I never got a call back from him. And so I just put the brakes on the back burner since the noise just stopped as quickly as it started. And gave up hopes of having those wonderful hands on my body.

A few days later my aunt was out partying with Nick. He sometimes has bon fires and everyone goes out to his place and hangs out. Well, I got this call and she asked me if R.J. had left his phone outside. I went out and looked but couldn't find it. She handed him the phone and we tried to talk but the phone he was on was breaking up so we said good-bye. When she came home the next morning I was informed that I was now to be known as Strawberry Shortcake. And his phone was never left outside.

I didn't know weather to be offended or flattered. I mean I am not a cartoon character and I don't taste or smell like strawberries. My grandmother thought this was the funniest thing and she even took to calling me Shortcake. Well, I had a birthday coming up and wanted to go party. After all it was going to be my 34th. So I began to decide what to do for it.

On my birthday my aunt was going over to Nick's to hang out. I asked if I could follow her so I could say I at least got out on my birthday. When we pulled up at Nick's he came out and said "Go over there and knock on the door. That's R.J.'s place." Both my aunt and I started smiling and off I went.

I knocked on the door and heard someone yell "Come in." 

Then a female voice... "Wait. See who it is."

Oh fuck, did R.J. have a girl friend?! Then "Come in!" in the voice of a man.

So I opened the door to a guy and a girl sitting on the couch and another guy (R.J.) sitting there talking to them. When he saw me, he just looked at me for a minute and then got this huge shit-eating grin on his face. "Hey...it's my red-head!!" he said. So we started talking and the fact came out it was my birthday. 

"We need to go get a couple drinks if it's your birthday." R.J. said 

"No, we don't...I have a whole bottle of tequila with me." I smiled.

We walked over to Nick's and hung out for a while and then moved into my truck for some private time so we could get to know each other better. We talked and talked and laughed and as I was going to leave he asked me to hang on a minute. He got out of the truck to piss and as he got back in he leaned over and kissed me gently and said "I'd like to take you out sometime." Another few kisses and I had agreed.

The following Friday I called him and said "Let's go do something." My mind was already set on what we were going to do he just didn't know it yet. I drove over to his house and picked him up. He showed me around the area and decided where to go and we had a great time. We were both pretty buzzed when we got back to his place and sat in the truck talking. 

This man was driving me crazy. All the little touches and kisses and smiles and God...I felt like I was losing it. I hadn't wanted somebody like this in my life. Now, I am pretty out-going and can be aggressive when it comes to what I want but for some reason I was a little bit shy. Except for on the picnic table at the bar. I had him laid back and was sucking on his stomach and licking his neck and ears and now I was paying the price. SEVERE FRUSTRATION!!!

As we sat talking, we couldn't keep from touching each other and kissing and smiling. Soon the kisses got deeper and longer and I couldn't help it...in the middle of one of those hot, hot kisses I moaned. He pulled back and looked at me...smiled...started kissing me again as we climbed into the back seat. My truck is actually an SUV so there was plenty of room. 

It didn't take long and we were both naked. As I saw his cock for the first time I almost died. How in God's creation was I going to take all of that huge cock. I also knew that I was dying to suck it and see if it tasted as good as it looked. 

As I wrapped my lips around it and licked and suckled on it he sighed "Oh babydoll..." I pushed as much of it into my mouth as I could hold. He tasted like sugar. So sweet and hot...

I stopped long enough to lick his balls and take them both in my mouth and suck on them. The hair tickled my tongue. God nobody ever tasted so good. I worked my way back up his shaft and to the massive head, stuck out my tongue and licked the precum from the slit. I couldn't stand it...I was going to cum just from sucking his dick!! As my pussy started throbbing I began moaning...

He pushed me back onto the seat and without so much as a word lowered his head between my thighs. He had a magic mouth...this man knew where the target was!! He zeroed in on my clit and showed no mercy. In little circles and up and down my slit his tongue went. It didn't take long at all....

"Oh God R.J....yes, right there....make me cum...." and my world exploded into a million stars. I was flying and thrashing around and moaning as he left me. I felt so empty...I needed more...much more!

He slid up my body and wedged himself between my open legs as he gripped that massive cock. "You are loud babydoll..." he smiled as he tried to push his way into my pussy. I felt myself being stretched and so full...never before had this happened to me. He was going to tear me apart with his cock. It took a little bit but...thank you God...I was able to take it all. Every sweet inch that he had slid higher and higher into me until he was stroking places even I didn't know I had.

Slowly at first he pumped into me and as I started moaning and fucking back he picked up his tempo until he was pounding me. I felt his dick pounding against my insides like it was on an exploration trying to get in deeper. Oh so deep...nothing like this ever before and as that thought ran through my mind I again shattered into a million pieces.

As I slowly came back to reality he smiled and said "Turn over..."

Oh...this was the man of my dreams. He hasn't cum yet I thought. And he knows how to fuck like a demon. God was smiling down on me tonight...

I got onto my hands and knees and looked over my shoulder at him. He was an awesome sight to behold. Big brown eyes smiling at me and his hand wrapped around his cock. He was looking at me like he was in heaven...how could that be when I was the one receiving all the pleasure??

I braced myself for what I knew was coming...he rammed that wonderful dick into me in one deep drive that reached my soul. He began to fuck me like a wild beast, his hands holding my hips to receive each thrust of cock. Faster and faster and harder and harder then all of a sudden he pulled out....I felt him place the head of his dick against my tight asshole. 

"No, no, no....you are entirely to big to be there." I said

He laughed and slid all of it back into my pussy. "We got all the time in the world babydoll." Then he continued to pump his cock into me all the way to the hilt. As I started coming again I felt his body tensing and straining against mine. He was going to cum deep inside me. I looked back at him and watched his head fall back and his hips pistoning into me. His hands clenched my hips and pulled me back for each of those mighty thrusts that I was receiving.

"Fuck me R.J....I'm cumming again...all over every inch of you. More darlin...more...yes oh yes..."

He slumped over me and kissed my neck as his cock spilled it creamy contents into my pussy...some of it even ran out around us. He had shot a huge load into me. He flipped me around and kissed me again and said "All the time in the world babydoll..." just before he fell asleep.

The New Man



i was just flattening out the last wrinkle in my bed, though i was more than sure that it would end up even worse later on. i heard a soft but distinct knock at my apartment door.

i turned toward the door, my heart skipping a beat as it often does on these particular days. i walked quietly toward the door, taking my time and stopping in front of the mirror beside the coat closet to do a final once-over of the outfit selected for me. not exactly sure that it would really qualify as an "outfit" - i was wearing merely a black lace teddy and a matching black thong which i received in the mail earlier that day. 

knowing that there would be no other knock and that they would wait as long as it took, i spun around and checked myself out from the back. reaching for the door handle, i took a breath and smiled. as my apartment door slowly opened, i hid my body behind it, so all that was seen was my face. ken was standing there and behind him was the new man. i smiled and opened the door just enough for them to slip in.

ken must have tutored the new man well, because he knew enough not to try to steal any looks at me before he was supposed to. i followed behind the two as they walked, almost robotically, toward my just-made bed. they stood at the foot of the bed, waiting. i knew i could take as long as i wanted, they would wait. i came up behind the new man and placed my hands on his shoulders. i felt him shiver the slightest bit and smiled. i absolutely loved this game.

i slid my hands down his back and to his stomach. my smile grew a little wider as i felt his well-sculpted abs, losing my focus the slightest bit. as i regained my purpose, i started working on the new man's belt, letting it drop to the floor after i slid it out of his belt loops. i glanced over to ken, who obediently stared straight ahead, though he knew how the game was played. my gaze shifted to his pants where his bulge grew ever-so-slightly. returning my eyes back to the new man, i unfastened the button of his jeans then unzipped them, allowing them to drop to the floor. i picked up each of his feet, one at a time, pulling the crumpled pile of denim away from where he stood. i slowly removed his button-down shirt and the tee he had on underneath. after pulling off his socks, i reached up to pull down his boxer-briefs, my favorite kind of underwear on men (ken undoubtedly told him), and felt a slight snag. i peered up and saw the new man's stiffness holding on to the waistband of the underwear. i reached up and tugged them off and removed them from his ankles. now that he was completely in the buff, i walked over to ken and repeated the ritual. 

when i was finished, i stood behind the men for a brief moment, looking at the manly way they conveyed their nervousness. i slipped in front of them onto the bed and waited. a brief moment passed and the new man just stared. it was his turn, all three of us knew, but the new ones always acted this way. snapping back into the game, the new man walked to the side of the bed and gently kissed my forehead - a very unique way to begin the game.

ken then made his move to the other side of the bed, now each of them kissed and licked various parts of my body. the new man lingered at my nipples as ken moved to his favorite spot - the wetness between my legs. as they took their fill of foreplay, i reached over to the new man and gently stroked his hardness. he sucked in a breath, but never stopped playing his part in our game. after the discussed time, ken and the new man both stopped and climbed onto the bed with me. i rolled onto my hands and knees as ken positioned himself behind me, and the new man in front. ken had taught him well - the veteran players always got to fuck me first.

after a few moments, i began to lick and suck on the new man's cock and he placed his hand on the back of my head, guiding my movements to what he liked. ken took the cue and entered me from behind, slowly fitting his entirety inside me. i moaned quietly as the pleasure creeped up on me. the new man had already closed his eyes and began thrusting into my mouth, forcing me to take him deeper and deeper into my mouth and down my throat. luckily, a few months earlier ken had assisted me in practicing my deep throating technique.

as this was occurring, ken smacked my ass and fucked me from behind. each thrust brought me closer and closer to orgasm. both men stopped abruptly, and withdrew themselves from me, and i turned to face ken. i automatically took him into my mouth as the new man entered me from behind. i could tell from his sparatic thrusting that he was getting closer to cumming, but that just couldn't happen yet.

ken took a fist of my hair and forced me to suck him faster. i could tell by ken's actions that he was putting on a show for the new man. i moaned as the thrusting from both ends got harder and faster. ken let go of my hair and began flicking my nipples. this was the sign to the new man that it was okay to finish. ken, however, was not allowed.

after a few more hard and deep thrusts, the new man came with a loud grunt, holding on to my hips as his seed squirted inside me. ken kept sliding himself in and out of my mouth while he watched the new man's orgasm. after the new man withdrew, ken waited for me to change my position. the new man had laid on my bed and i began licking the cum off of him as ken plunged deep into my wetness. a few moments later, he also came with a grunt and collapsed onto the bed.

the new man took the cue and moved beside ken, they were now laying on the bed, resting against the headboard. i lay against the footboard and retreived a pillow from the floor, placing it behind my head. with my right hand, i reached between my legs and inserted a finger into my hole. i saw the new man's eyes widen. apparently, ken neglected to tell him the last part of the game. as i worked myself, ken sat up onto his knees and motioned for the new man to follow.

i withdrew my hand and the two began licking and sucking my opening. ken reached over and began stroking the new man's stiff-again cock. the new man took the cue and did the same to ken. all three of us were moaning loudly as i came with a shudder. the two men stopped working my hole, but kept stroking each other. by my surprise, ken came again, squirting on my left leg and foot. the new man positioned himself over me, ken still jerking him off. within a few more seconds, the new man came in a warm stream, all over my stomach and chest.

all three of us lay sprawled on my bed for a few long minutes, after which i stood up and moved to the shower. they will no doubt follow shortly... 



The New Master



I'm waiting in the living room when you return from work. As you close the door behind you, you feel something in the air. Something different. Something charged. 

The place is totally silent except for a faint noise. It tickles the back of your brain. It's familiar. And comforting. A sound you know well and love.

Your cock twitches. It knows this sound. It means pleasure. 

You walk in, seeking out this muffled moaning and wet sucking noise. As you meet my stare, it all clicks. Of course you know this sound. 

I'm smiling at you from the couch, sitting next to a large, attractive man, clad only in a pair of well-worn jeans. There's a gleam in my eyes you've seen before and a huge, glistening cock in my hand, sticking up out of his open fly.

I'm wearing only a lacy bra and panty set with a pair of stilettos on my feet.

You stop in your tracks, taking time to register the display in front of you. You try to take it all in, when it hits you just how large this man is. He dwarfs the furniture, making it look like it's made for children, and you guess he must be at least six and a half feet and built like a boxer. 

But it's more than his size. There is something you can't put your finger on. An energy, a sense of...

You're unsure, and your gaze flickers back to mine, and I read the question in your eyes. 

I smile widely and wickedly and hold your gaze as I lean down and lick the tip of his cock. You can see my tongue wrap around the swollen flesh, and my lips stretch around the gigantic head for a moment. 

I moan softly, wildly.

Your stomach turns to knots as you watch me take the massive head into my mouth. You're frozen, aroused and terrified by the site of me sucking another man's cock, right here, in your living room. 

You're a jumble of feelings and you don't know how to approach this unknown male.

His eyes are calm. 

In any other situation, you might even call them kind, but there's something there, deep. Something you can't really make out, because you can't bring yourself to look him in the eyes for very long. 

Your eyes keep returning to mine, by way of his muscular chest.

I'm smiling at you, from just above the huge cock held tight in my hand. My eyes flicker down to his impressive member, then back up to yours, with a knowing look and a question for you.

Your eyes follow mine to the beautiful wet cock in my hand. 

Precum forces its way suddenly out, and your flaccid cock stirs, but does not rise. This huge man has you so off-balance that your cock is staying exactly as it is. Almost afraid to rise and possibly cause offense. 

Your eyes meet mine, and you can sense my amusement and excitement. The invitation is evident.

You look again at his beautiful cock and feel drawn towards it. 

You let your bag drop to the floor and start slowly towards me, almost as if you're in a trance. Your eyes flicker up to his, but immediately back to mine, seeking comfort and home. 

As you reach me, you drop to your knees, your face close to mine, still gazing deep into my eyes. I can hear your labored breathing. Your eyes are dilated, and you're shaking. Your nose is mere inches from mine, and your eyes are locked on mine.

I smile and push the head nearer your mouth.

I lick my lips and watch.

You think to yourself, "What am I doing? Why am I on my knees in front of my lover with a massive cock inches from my mouth? Who is this man, and why do I feel the need to please him, instead of screaming for them to get out of my home? Is it her that I'm wanting to please? Is it that something I can't quite put my finger on..."

Ignoring the voice in your head, you slide the tip of his cock into your mouth, watching the smile grow in my eyes.

Oh, fuck. How I love watching you suck a cock!

Your eyes close, as if you don't want to see what you're doing, and I gently tap your forehead to get you to open them again, and look into mine.

You see my smiling eyes pour my pride and adoration into you as my free hand runs tenderly through your hair.

I glance up at my friend, your new Sir, and you can see my smile grow on my face and some sort of communication pass between us. His hips shift and push his cock just the tiniest bit deeper in your mouth.

Suddenly, it dawns on you that you've just given yourself to both of us to use as we see fit. Your eyes widen at the knowledge and my hand in your hair presses you down. 

I croon to you, "That's my good Pet. Suck that huge cock. Please it. Feel it in your mouth. Taste it. Love that cock for me."

At the sound of my voice, you feel an overwhelming desire to please. You turn all of your attention to this massive cock, forcing it deeper into your small, untrained mouth. You love this cock at this moment. You want this cock inside you. You want to please.

My hand in your hair tightens, and lifts your face up, my mouth covering your lips and my tongue replacing his cock in your mouth. 

You feel like you're melting, and your heart swells with the desire, the need to please. The kiss is deep and wanton, the two of us sharing the taste of this man's cock grounds you and opens up your passion before I break away and push your head back down.

I'm so pleased with you. Everything about you is so perfect, my Pet. You have the true soul of a perfect boy, and I could not adore you more at this moment or any other.

Looking up at Sir, I see him smiling. I told him you'd be a good boy for me and for him. Of course, he believed me, but it's one thing to believe, and it's another to experience. 

One of his giant hands join mine on your head, touching me, touching you at the same time. The other hand wraps in my hair, pulling me up to him into a kiss, then presses my head down to rest on his bare chest as we both watch you.

You glance up from your task to see us watching you. You feel deep down inside that you are desired and owned. That you will do anything to please us both.

My voice pulls you from your thoughts for a moment, as I move my hand from sliding up and down his shaft. "Put your hands on Sir, Pet. Pleasure his cock the best way you know how. Do it for me, my dear."

You make love to this perfect cock with your mouth and hands. Comparing your own average tool to this primeval monster, you feel your sense of manhood shattered by this very real, very primal male you are worshipping. 

All of these feelings for this man flowing through your head, and he has yet to say a single word. 

As you worship his thick member, you see me get up off the couch, and you wonder what I'm doing. 

You feel my hands on your shoulders, and I lean down and say in your ear, "Keep going, Pet. You are so good. I love watching you please."

You wrap your hands tighter around his phallus, and you're amazed at its size; easily ten inches long, and as thick as your wrist. That you've even fit part of it into your mouth seems like a miracle.

Yet, you nod yes to me, wanting nothing more in this moment than to please me. And him. 

My soft words encourage you and my hands assure you as you pleasure your new Sir.

I kneel down behind you, my chest pressed against your back. You can feel my nipples through the lace of my bra. My left arm wraps around you, like an embrace. My right hand plays with your hair as I continue to encourage you in a soft voice, alternately biting your neck and shoulders from behind.

"That's right, my Pet. Suck that cock. Be a good little bitch for me and for Sir. Show that cock all that you have to offer. I know what your tongue can do. Such a good boy for me..."

The words continue for you, always pushing you to do your best. To serve. For me. For Sir.

Your body shivers below me with each bite. It sends waves through his shaft. You take it as far down as you as you can, trying hard to please. You hold it deep as tears start to form. You start to gag and cough around the thick head.

"Ahhh, such a good boy, wonderful Pet!" I sigh into your ear. "That's it. That's just right."

You can hear the smile in my voice, and feel the cock in your mouth jerking, when suddenly a large hand reaches out to take that amazing shaft away from you and put it away, tucking it back into his jeans.

Just as you're about to ask a question, I say, "Undress for me."

It takes a moment to register. You blink slowly a couple of times. You're still caught up in your task, the scent of alpha male and taste of hard cock in your mouth, but you shake your head to clear those things away and stand.

As you start undressing, you wonder about your fate.

You look at me, thinking how beautiful my face is, my eyes gazing into yours. You want to do everything for me. 

You look at Sir. You look at his muscular body, size and air of confidence and command, and you realize that you are not his equal. And you feel no need to try to be. 

And that is natural. 

I watch you undress slowly and methodically, neatly folding and stacking your clothing on the floor.

You continue to undress, until you're standing before us naked.

Waiting.

My eyes roam your body, enjoying what is mine, noting the slippery wetness seeping from your cock already. I look up at Sir, and see him looking down at me. He smiles.

I say, "It's time for an inspection, Pet. Hands on your head, and feet apart, so I can inspect you."

PART II

You stand before me, shivering with nervousness and excitement. Sir is standing next to you, towering over you. You're feeling small, exposed and vulnerable.

I look at you, and I marvel at how easy it is for you to obey me. How natural.

Sir steps back from you, allowing me the space and time with you I need to connect. I walk around you, noting every detail, smiling and humming to myself as I think of what I plan for you.

I see your eyes half-close and your nostrils flare. You've caught my scent. Your mind and body react to it. I know what the smell of me does to you. How wild it drives you.

Any other moment, and you might break your control and dive into me, but this moment, you stay still, waiting. 

I seem to be all that you can smell right now. You can tell that I'm aroused and that can mean anything. Sweet, slow sex or raging, ripping, animal biting and clawing. Add this giant of a man into the mix, and your mind goes mad.

You shudder.

You can hear me laugh under my breath.

I smile, looking at the two of you, side-by-side. The comparison is impossible to avoid. He stands 9 inches taller than you in his bare feet, and his shoulders are twice as wide. Standing next to you in just a pair of jeans, he is imposing.

He's looking at you with casual interest, and stands a few feet away to watch, as he and I agreed.

Your focus is on me and nothing else. You know where your loyalty lies, with me, your Queen.

My chilly finger presses softly at the hollow of your throat, then trails down your chest, stopping just before touching your cock.

Your desire to please me is overwhelming right now. Every touch sends a shock wave through you. 

My hands spread across your chest, feeling you, pressing into you. You know that I want you to stay exactly where you are, so you push back slightly, to maintain your balance, keeping your eyes locked onto mine. 

I look deep into your soul, and you feel like you want to drown in me. With a hitch in your breath, you stand your ground, waiting... hoping to serve.

I slide my hands up over your shoulders and down your arms, squeezing your biceps and forearms, testing their strength as I touch them, sending firey threads of sensation through your body. 

My fingers slide across your palms, wrap around your hands, and gently entwine with your fingers for a moment, before I move on. You twitch, wanting to clutch at me as my hands drift away.

You crave my contact every moment that my hands leave you. A simple touch with a finger and you're mine to do with as I please. 

I reach out to cup your cock and balls. You're still leaking for me, and the head spurts lovely pre-cum as I sink my nails into your scrotum.

Oh! Those nails! A shiver runs through your body on a laser beam of piercing, enjoyable pain. 

I release you and it dissipates quickly, leaving you both relieved and wanting more.

I smile before walking around behind you. I run my hands over your shoulders and down your back. 

You close your eyes to focus on the feel of my skin on yours. 

My fingernails trail lightly down to your lower back. You hear the click of my heel as I take a step forward to press against you. 

You start slightly when you feel my hot breath on the back of your neck, and let out a long moan when my teeth grip you tightly. My hot, wet mouth clamps on you, claiming you as mine, and utterly submissive to me. I feel your body tense for an instant, then relax into the pleasure and pain of it.

The sudden piercing bite has sharpened your mental focus. In that moment, my mouth owns you completely and enforces my dominance. You give in and realize how wonderful it feels and how easy it is to just go along.

My hands grab your ass, sinking my nails in deeply, while my teeth maintain their hold on your neck. I feel the remaining resistance in you fade away. You are now malleable and fully in-the-moment. 

You cling to every soft touch and painful sting that I give you. 

Your breathing has changed, and I know, were I to look in your eyes, that I would see nothing now but your adoration and your desire to please. 

You feel, deep inside yourself that you want to live for me and me alone for the rest of your life. You crave my touch. You need it. You want all of me, and you need me to have all of you. Your mind screams, "Take me!" while you stand meekly for your inspection.

I step back, running my hands over your ass. Enjoying the soft hairs and the play of flesh over muscle. I raise one hand to your upper back and press, and you fold over. You grip your ankles with your hands, exposing yourself to me. 

Your mind starts to race at this utter exposure and your heartbeat quickens.

I run a finger along your ass crack, from your taint to your lower back, tickling your greedy starfish along the way. I feel your body tense slightly as you struggle not to squirm, to push back onto me.

Flashes of scenes past rush through your head. The pleasure my fingers can bring you. Your body heats with a deep yearning.

I smile to myself at your struggle.

I love how you keep yourself so clean for me at all times. I can smell the scent of you. The clean maleness of you. I breathe deeply and sigh happily. Just for fun, I let some spit slide from my lips onto that puckered hole, and rub it in with my fingertip.

A groan escapes from your lips as you feel me toying with your ass. You automatically push back, inviting me to enter you, and you're a little surprised that you feel so eager and so slutty.

I press lightly, and feel you open up to me. I love how responsive your body is to my attentions. So fucking sexy.

I slip into your ass just the tiniest bit, barely more than a centimeter, and I hear you groan. That makes my smile grow wide. Indeed, tonight will be a lovely evening.

You arch your back, craving more. You whimper in a way that can only be interpreted as begging. You want more of me inside you, exploring you. The feeling of me violating you this way, the power of it, feeds your submission even more, making you need to give yourself over to me.

I press in deeper, opening you up, feeling you take me in, accept me as part of you. A shuddering wave ripples through you as you feel I am truly taking you and all that you have to offer. 

It's so powerful to me, for you to give of yourself like this. I am so taken with you. I smile at your body's reaction to me, your need and your sluttiness. All for me. Mine.

Your need for me to use you any way I desire burns strong within you. Your body is moving against me and giving it all away.

Beside you, you hear Sir say, "May I?" and you hear my murmured assent. You're startled, because you'd gotten so wrapped up in the moment, you'd forgotten Sir standing behind you, watching.

He says, "Open up," and you hear the wet noises of me sucking.

Then, my finger slips out of your ass, and you feel a larger pressure. His finger, nearly twice the size of mine, demands entrance.

"Are you going to be a good boy, and take it, my Pet?" I ask.

You push back greedily on his large digit, proving you are a good boy, and an eager pet, your body shaking with the realization of this man taking that control from you, being allowed possession and use of your body by me. 

I love watching you push back on Sir's huge forefinger, like the greedy little boy you are. I love that you're taking him into that most intimate hole for me and for you. Such a wonderful, sweet, good boy.

You take part of his finger and love how it stretches you and fills you. Your hips move involuntarily, trying to get more. More finger, more movement, more pleasure. You've lost all control, and you're simply a pleasure pet, to fill our needs.

"He's eager," you hear Sir say.

"Yes, very," I reply. "I told you. But, be good. He's mine, and you're not allowed to break him." You hear the smile in my voice and you feel a rush of adoration for me, knowing I'm there to keep you safe, always.

He chuckles as he begins to fuck you hard with his finger.

"I'll be careful," you hear. "But it seems like he likes it." You hear me laugh.

The sudden movement and hard finger fucking have you moaning and pressing back onto his hand, betraying your slutty nature. 

I love seeing you wiggle in pleasure. I get lost in the sight for a while, just watching your body react to this second master. 

I give Sir a signal, and he slows down and pulls his finger out, stepping back. Your greedy little ass seems to be so lonely. I smack it lightly, affectionately, before pressing gently on your tailbone. You sink gracefully to your knees on the hard wood floor, hands on your thighs, chest up, shoulders back, and head straight forward.

You feel a bit sad, with your ass wanting more penetration, but you obey my command and rest in position for me. 

I walk around to stand just in front of you, and pat my hip with one hand. You rise up slightly, wrap your arms around my thighs, and nuzzle your face into my crotch, inhaling deeply. I slide my fingers through your hair, raking my nails lightly along your scalp, and press you into me.

Mmmm. You love when I hold you and connect with you, grounding your needs and desires into me, keeping you engaged with me. You can't get enough of me, of my scent. You nuzzle your nose into my panties instinctively, and try desperately to taste me.

The fabric in your way thwarts your attempts, but it makes me smile. I love to stand like this with you. I could enjoy this closeness with my treasured Pet for hours, but I have other plans for this evening, and Sir would probably get a bit bored. 

After a few minutes of you taking me in and centering yourself, I lightly tap your head, and you sit back.

You're calmed, now, but shaking a bit, wondering what your future now holds. You sit, waiting and wanting.

"He is good. Is he ready?" you hear Sir say from behind you.

"Yes, he's been ready. I've run him through these fantasies so many times, he probably dreams them," I reply.

"Well, OK then," Sir says, "What are we waiting for?"

Your mind focuses suddenly on that exchange, and all of the fantasies we've discussed start running through your head, all the deep, perverse late night talks we've had. Your body starts to shake violently.

I see your eyes half close and your body shudders at the words. I smile and click my tongue and you look at me.

I look deep into your eyes, and you start to feel calm. Your shaking lessons and your heart swells with adoration as I hold your gaze.




The New Master



You feel a massive hand slip your collar around your throat. And buckle it. And take up your handle and hold it firmly.

All the while, I pour affection from my eyes, and I say, "You are perfect, my Pet. Now let's get started."

Part III

Excitement and panic crash through you, and you focus on my eyes to keep yourself still and to contain your emotions.

Sir says, "Are you ready to be a good boy for me today? Don't speak. Just use your body to communicate."

You tilt your head up to look at the man who has just declared in no uncertain terms that there is just one true man here, and you are just a pet. Before you really understand what you're doing, your ass begins to wiggle from side to side, and your head nods a slight yes. You've just given control of yourself to Sir.

I watch as your entire demeanor goes into silly sweet puppy mode. It's so cute. I'm not quite sure what Sir has in mind right now, but I'm present to watch and play along. I'm pretty sure it will be interesting, at the very least.

As you wait for a command, you concentrate on the scent of the large man behind you. You're not quite sure what to make of it as you sit patiently.

A twitch of your lead has you lining up on Sir's left side, like a good puppy. That's when you notice the large red dog bed next to the end of the couch.

As you sit back again at Sir's side, waiting to obey his next command, you wonder, briefly what it will be, then give up trying to figure it out. "What is the bed for?" you wonder.

As soon as Sir takes a step, your handle is tugged, and you're immediately scrambling to move with him towards the dog bed. Just a few steps, and you on your hands and knees, and you're there. A snap of those huge fingers and he points at the bed.

Your attention is required and the order is given. You know how a dog uses his bed. You crawl to it on hands and knees.

"Should I lay down and curl up like I dog?" you think to yourself. Not wanting to disappoint, you lay down, curling up into the fetal position to stay within the confines of the bed. You've never done this for anyone before, much less a man. "What has become of me?" you wonder.

"Good boy. Stay. I'm going to do some very sexy things to this Lady of yours, and you are going to watch like a good little dog."

Your stomach suddenly roils and knots up. Your Lady. Yours. He is going to... 

You watch him walk towards me, jealousy wracking you, but you stay still. You know your place. 

I'm sitting on the couch, still wearing my stilettos and my lingerie. Watching him put you in your place and walk back towards me is strangely exciting. He towers over me.

As you watch us, you think how small I look compared to this man. His bulging muscles enforce his air of power with size. You think how I have never looked more beautiful to you, positioned below him, and worry gnaws at you gut for me.

Sir's eyes are intense as they look at me, and I know that you can recognize the posture of hunter sighting prey in his body, as he stands above me.

A slow smile spreads across my face. I accept the challenge.

You see my lips twitch, as they do when I'm thinking a particularly wicked thought. And my smile broadens, and shows teeth. My own predator's smile.

You shake all over as you read my familiar body language easily. Your cock drips and you can't look away from this powerful mating ritual.

I lift my right hand and cock my finger at this huge man, this Sir. "Come here, and let's give my Pet a show."

For the first time ever, you're going to watch another man take me. Conflicting emotions, jealousy and excitement race through you, battling for supremacy. 

Faster than I would have thought possible, he lunges and scoops me up, pulling me halfway off the couch to his mouth.

His kiss is like an attack, all heat and strength and barely restrained violence. An eruption of animal passion explodes in front of you, that you can only sit and witness.

As his lips cover mine, and his tongue forces it's way into my mouth, my arms wrap up and around, across his shoulders and onto his head, my fingernails pressing in deep, to hold me onto him.

I growl low in my throat as our tongues duel against each other for primacy, teeth scraping, his arms tightening, almost cutting off my air supply.

I use my arms and legs to wrap myself around him, hunched over me. I try to pull him down, but of course, I have no leverage.

You can feel your heart pounding as if to escape your chest as you watch the battle. You are watching this man handle me as you never could, you just don't have the physical size for it.

He'll win if I fight for what I want on purely physical levels. I know this. I have no chance. So, I let go. I go limp. I'm bent backwards in his arms, draped across him, open to him, waiting to see what he'll do with me.

He's startled for a moment as my mouth leaves his, then he snarls. You can see his nostrils flare as he leans over me, taking in my scent. My ear, my neck, moving down my body.

Your body and mind seem to settle into calm, now that the heat of battle has subsided. You focus on us, and the story unfolding in front of you.

He slowly lowers me back to the couch, his hands running along every inch of my body, as he tests my scent. I wait, enjoying this primal, erotic behavior, watching to see what will happen next, and his nose traces my nipple.

He explores my body as you watch. 

"Mine!" your mind howls. The body, the curves that you know so well, the scent that sends you flying over the edge every time. Is now all in his hands.

My nipple tightens up with him over me, and I arch my back slightly, pressing forward.

His hand covers my other breast, his huge thumb and forefinger rolling the nipple, just hard enough to make me gasp.

Hearing that familiar sound of arousal sends your excitement levels soaring.

I can see you out of the corner of my eyes, stirring on your bed, even sitting up slightly to get a better view.

He continues moving down my body, his nose leading the way. His teeth nip at my belly, making me gasp and moan.

His hands have slid down my side to my hips, grabbing them tightly, and scooting me down on the couch, so that my legs are spread, and my ass is on the corner of the cushion, exposing me even more.

You're feeling restless and confined by the boundaries of the dog bed around you. You're used to having a lot of leeway with me, to roam and explore where your passions take you, and you're getting impatient. 

You know your place. You stay on your doggie bed, just turning and sitting up to see better. You don't want to disappoint me, tonight. You don't want to disappoint Sir.

Sir's sunk to his knees, to bring himself closer to my body, and the sight of his immense body between my legs is driving you wild.

Everything about the scene in front of you is captivating, and you can't look away. You try to catch my eyes, but they are focused downward on Sir.

Closer and closer he moves, until his nose hovers just over my panties. There is something on his face that you can see. Something you recognize in yourself. Something that is missing in you right now in your state of utter submission.

The beast.

The predator.

That look on his face, with his body crouched hungrily between my legs is a scene so hot that your hips are moving and grinding against the fabric of your bed as you sit.

Sir inhales deeply. You know what he scents. You were there, not long ago, but it's hard to understand the passage of time right now. He inhales the scent of your woman, and you see his body react.

He presses his face deep into my crotch, inhaling loudly enough for you to hear it, and turns and looks at you, his eyes boring into yours, as he looks over my leg. 

You know what he's experiencing in that position, with that scent, and the realization hits you. The scent you had always considered yours is no longer. You resign yourself to sharing me with this dominant beast, and taking what you're allowed.

His mouth covers my panties, and his eyes close. His tongue wets the fabric through, making me squirm under him.

I hear a soft whimper from your direction. I turn my head slightly to see you watching the scene with a fervency I don't think I've ever seen in you before. You're coiled like a spring, watching and waiting for something to do.

His hands move on my hips and flip me over, and he presses his face into my ass, scenting me deeply.

His fingers are sunk deeply into my flesh, as I kneel on the couch on all fours.

As you watch, you bring your hand to your nose. An inhale brings you the remnants of my scent, leftover from lovemaking that morning. Memories flood and overlap the display in front of you, and you sigh softly.

He stands up and leans over, whispering something in my ear. I nod. His hands run over my ass possessively.

You love me in that position, exposed on the couch like that, but his massive body there as well sends chills through you, as you try to anticipate what might happen.

He glances back over at you, and smiles, with bared teeth.

His fingers slide my panties over into my ass crack, baring my flesh to him.

His fingers trail up and down my crack, over the bunched up fabric, making me squirm.

Seeing my body move in arousal makes your cock spurt some precum onto your pillow, but you barely notice, as wrapped up as you are.

Then he pulls the fabric of my panties aside completely, running his finger up and down the valley of my flesh.

I'm rocking forward and back as he touches me.

You watch me intently for all the signs of my arousal, and you see me ready and awaiting his touches, letting my body and my reactions be led by his hands.

I bite my lip and smile, enjoying the sensation of this large man playing with me, and I try to imagine what's going through your head right now.

You can see his fingers reaching down between my legs. Sliding down my soaked lips to find the right spot. When I gasp, you know he's reached it.

Your bed is so confining, as you stretch, trying to see all that's happening. The reality that I am about to be taken by this beast is sinking in, and you are getting excited at the idea. 

My juices have trickled down over my clit, and he rubs gently, making my hips wiggle and buck against him, and my breath come in gasps. 

A rush of precum oozes from your cock at the familiar sounds of my pleasure.

His other hand rests on my lower back, pressing me into place so I don't buck away, and his eyes catch yours.

You feel him looking at you, and you know that your eyes are wild with desire and need. You glance down, averting your eyes from his gaze. You don't want to challenge this man.

"Watch me, little pup." You hear Sir growl.

Your heart pounds violently in your chest upon hearing this. You look up and see his strong am still pinning me down. 

Your eyes are caught by the view of his muscular ass in those jeans and it seems to be calling you. You want to crawl over and sniff it, to know the scent of your new master. Quickly, you look back up to him, then down to his hand fondling me. 

"Good boy."

His praise causes another rush of precum, and you wonder again, "What's happening to me?"

He keeps his eyes locked on yours as his fingers work on me, and you dare not look away now

He stares you down. Making it clear that he is giving me pleasure while you stay like a good boy on your doggie bed in your collar and lead.

He holds your gaze, his eyes full of domination, control, ownership, challenge, and pride as I cum for him in front of you, growling out my pleasure, my hips bucking for him.

You feel him reinforcing your place with that stare. Your place as a dog, as a pup in this, your new pack. 

Your body trembles in reaction to the sounds of my pleasure. You want to look at me, to search for my eyes, but you continue doing as you're told and watching.

He smiles at you. He can see how your body is reacting to my noises. His hand moves, sliding along my slit, and I feel him press a finger into me.

I sigh as his huge finger begins to explore me, the rest of his hand sliding back and forth across my sensitized clit.

You remember the feeling of one of his massive fingers sliding in and out of your ass, and you long for that now as you watch.

He seems to find the right spot quickly, sliding in and out of me. I push back onto him, moving in time, his hand still casually resting on my back, grounding me.

I'm writhing now, working up to another orgasm, when he slides a second finger into me, stretching me out, filling me.

You don't know when, but at some point you sat up from your heels, and you're kneeling on all fours on your dog bed, your cock hanging between your legs with a constant drip of precum.

His smile has gotten wider now, as he watches your face, seeing him make me cum for him like this.

Two fingers push me over the edge, and I spasm again, shuddering and shaking and moaning. You know those sounds and how they feel on you, and you can't help but make the comparison when you see him bring them out of me.

Your hips are bucking uselessly against the air as you realize he's able to make me cum as easily as you do. You're not sure how you feel about that, but you can't help but get excited by the view. You look over and see his massive cock pressing against the front of his jeans. You look down at your own cock, uselessly hanging there, and realize there is no comparison.

That is a real man's cock.

He keeps at me, bringing me another round of moaning and shaking before he withdraws his fingers, and whispers again in my ear.

I stay in my position on the couch as he walks over to you, and holds out his hand, "Sniff it."

You lean forward and inhale, recognizing my scent. You want it. You need it. This is the scent that drives you, your reason for being, smeared all over this unknown man.

I'm watching your interaction from my place on the couch. It really is like the huge man is letting a nervous dog sniff his hand to get his scent. I watch, enthralled.

He lets you sniff the back and front of his large hand, then says, "Good boy. Lick it clean."

You start slowly licking your new master's hand, but the taste and scent overwhelm you and you quickly lap up all that you can find.

Watching you lick his hand like a faithful hound is extremely hot for me. I smile, loving the image of these two men I adore together.

I say, just loud enough for you to hear, "You are such a good boy, my Pet."

Your ass wiggles faster as you slide your tongue between his fingers, desperate to find more of my taste on him.

His other hand ruffles your hair, to let you know you've been a good dog, then he steps away, saying, "Stay."

You sigh as he walks away from you. You sit back on your heels, your hair mussed, and you feel lonely.

Stepping back towards me, he looks at my ass and rubs his hands over it.

Grabbing my panties in both hands, he simply rips them off, exposing me completely to him, causing you to let out an involuntary whine. 

He presses the front of his jeans against me, the thick outline of his cock pointing up to his waistband.

His eyes half close, and his nostrils flare as he pulls me back against the fabric.

You raise up off your heels somewhat as you watch intently.

He steps back from me, just slightly, and turns towards you. "Pet, come."

You quickly leap to all fours and crawl over.

You stop and sit back on your heels right in front of him.

He looks down at you, and says, "Take me back out of my jeans, pup."

Your hands shake as you raise them to the top button of his jeans, and you try to work your fingers to unfasten it.

You don't move quite fast enough. He reaches for the back of your head and smashes your face into his crotch.

He rubs himself against you there, and all you can smell is his maleness and feel the pressure of that giant member pressing against your check through the denim.

He releases you after a few moments to continue.

You catch your breath, his scent still overpowering your nose. The strange scent of him is intoxicating and a little disorienting.

A growl starts to form in his throat. You'd better hurry!

You manage to get his button unfastened and you see his cock twitch out of the corner of your eye.

You quickly unzip his jeans and start to pull them down over his thick legs. His cock leaps from it's confinement and startles you, brushing your face.

You bend down to the floor, pulling the jeans with you. He steps out of his pants, paying no mind to your brush with his cock. You slide his jeans out of the way. 

"Get it wet for me, little pup," Sir commands. 

You take his cock into your mouth. This time, it feels easier to fit, it sliding deeper than it had before in just one stroke. 

You suck it, hungrily, wanting it, needing it so badly. All of your focus is on this cock in your mouth and giving it pleasure. A drip of precum slides across your tongue, and you moan, sucking even more eagerly.

I'm following the scene intently, loving this play going on without me. I can just watch over my shoulder from all fours.

You suck hungrily at his cock, using your mouth and tongue to thoroughly soak it, as he asked. 

"Pet," I say, "I know you can do better than that. I know you want to. Do it for me."

Upon hearing my voice, you slide your face even further down his cock, taking it into your throat and gagging loudly. You pull back, coughing, your lips still connected to him by a long trail of drool. Your face is on fire from the effort.

"Yessssss. That's my good Pet. Thank you. You are such a good boy for me."

You shove that cock back down your throat, deeper. You hold it there, gagging around it's thickness, but you still keep it there as long as you can, trying to make me happy.

I see Sir's face split into a wide grin as he turns to look at me. I know what he's thinking, and I'm so damn proud of you right now, I could burst.

You finally pull back, sputtering, with tears rolling from your eyes. Wetness drips heavily from him and you fight to catch your breath.

His hand lands gently on your head, drawing you away from his dripping member. Strings of saliva have fallen to coat your cock and legs.

You lick your lips hungrily, still wanting more.

"Go to your place, Pet, and watch," he says.

You crawl back over to your place, and turn around, sitting on your haunches. 

He turns back to me and plants himself between my legs. His hands are on my hips, and his gigantic cock is nuzzling at my cunt.

He pushes forward with just a slight pressure, and I can feel your cooling drool coating his cock head, mixing with my juices.

Your nostrils flare as you watch, trying to catch all of the scents in the room.

A little more force, and he's starting to press into me, stretching me as he enters. I gasp and moan, feeling the largest cock I have ever taken fit itself into me.

You're straining to get a better look, and you whimper loudly.

It's filling me, touching every wall as he slides inside, bit by bit.

You search for my eyes, and you can't catch them. I'm too lost in the feeling of being filled and stretched, crying slightly and breathing heavily.

Your concern for me is growing. You want to be near me. You're restive and rocking back and forth as you watch.

Sir barks, "Pup, get up on the couch and see to your Mistress."

A feeling of gratitude fills you as you clamber up onto the couch to look into my eyes. 

You can see a tear on my lashes, and my smile trembles. The affection shines in my eyes, and the pleasure.

"Kiss me, Pet."

You kiss me tenderly and passionately. A kiss full of adoration and connection. You can feel my excitement, and you're sharing yours with me.

As you kiss, me, you feel me gasp into your mouth as he drives the rest of his cock into me.




The New Master



You greedily swallow my gasp, and reach up to run your hand through my hair, so proud, so grateful that you are allowed to be here for me the first time I'm with Sir. 

"That's a good pup," Sir says. "Now hold on to her tight."

Your other arm wraps around me as you slide beneath me. You kiss my lips and my shoulders. You put your face into my neck, grounding yourself through me, and I press my face into your hair. 

Just that movement, that filling, and you being there with me overwhelms me. I cum hard on his cock, moaning into your mouth, shuddering and shaking under your hands and his.

He slowly starts pulling back out, and pressing back in, building a rhythm as my cunt stretches to take him, and our juices, mine and yours, lubricate his fucking.

You hold tightly, clinging to me, offering and taking comfort. Your lips find my ear, and you whisper, "I adore you."

As his massive cock pushes into me over and over, you can feel my body tense and relax in rhythm.

Your selfish desires have drained out of you. You're left with the need to watch him take me places with his huge cock that you cannot take me. You are content to be there for me, comforting me, and seeing me get the most out of the experience. You feel oddly protective of me.

Your breath is hot in my ear, sending shivers through my body. You tell me over and over how amazing I am, how you adore me, and how happy you are that I'm receiving such pleasure.

My hands have left the couch, and I'm clinging to you as I orgasm continuously. You are my rock right now. 

You can feel a storm brewing inside me, where my body is almost frozen, and the tension in me gets tighter and tighter with every thrust.

A keening wail starts low in my throat, and builds. Higher and stronger...

And his pounding gets harder and faster.

You brace for what you know is coming.

At the top of my scream, I flex, claws digging deep into you, pulling you into me, claiming you, while simultaneously holding on to you for dear life.

He bends over, bites the back of my neck and looks at you over my shoulder, letting out a base growl, and pushing deep as he explodes inside me.

Your cock is throbbing. Your body is aching in sympathy and craving. Your need to nurture is overpowering, and you want nothing more than to hold me as I collapse into you, to break my fall. Your hand runs through my hair, as you look Sir in the eye and smile. 

His big arms reach around me and lift my limp and dazed form off of you. "Go to your place for a moment, pup."

You climb down to your doggie bed and wait patiently.

He holds me close, cuddling me from behind, as he turns around and sits on the couch with me in his lap, his retreating cock still inside me.

I'm soft and delirious right now, barely aware of what's going on around me. All I know is that I'm safe and cuddled.

After a few minutes, Sir says to you, quietly, "Pup, we're dripping. Come over here and get this mess cleaned up."

Part IV

You slowly crawl over to us. Sir spreads his legs, which in turn spreads mine, on top of him.

You take in the sight of his still large softening cock firmly planted in my pussy, with his seed and my wetness combined dribbling down over his balls.

You start on his large sack, where it has dripped the farthest, and begin lapping eagerly. This is the first time you've ever tasted another man's cum mixed with mine. The taste is intoxicating to you, drives you wild. Your tongue cleans up every bit of his ball sack, even the areas where the cum had not reached. 

Once you're satisfied with your job there, you move upward to his semi-hard shaft slowly retreating out of me. It's still much larger than your own is when fully erect. You start licking and intentionally pull it out of me, taking the soft head into your mouth.

You clean it lovingly, with much desire. You look up to see both of us watching you, and freeze for a moment, realizing how you've lost yourself in your duty. You shake your head slightly and look deep into my eyes as you lower yourself to my wet, swollen, abused cunt.

You lick earnestly around my lips to the crease of my thighs, gathering up all the escaped moisture before diving into my dripping pink flesh. 

You lick excitedly and suck, trying to pull every drop of his cum out of me.

Your careful attention feels so delicious, I can't help but moan and slide down towards you the tiniest bit.

That moan spurs you to greater efforts. You want to please me so desperately after this beast of a man has had his way with me. Once you feel like you've properly cleaned me, you move upwards, towards my clit, licking, in long, lazy strokes. 

I gasp and wiggle a bit, pulling further out of my post-coital reverie, to focus on the pleasure you're giving me.

My clit is so swollen that it makes a perfect target for your eager tongue. You press firmly against it, pleasing it as you've learned to do.

It doesn't take long before you've got me breathing hard, and gripping Sir, holding myself on him, while your mouth works it's wonders.

As you care for me, I feel one of your hands reach up to clamp on my thigh, and feel the other working his cock gently between my legs.

His arms wrap around me, one around my middle, the other reaches around my chest, holding me tight, and grabbing and toying with one lace-covered breast as he watches you please me on his lap.

One of my hands goes to your hair, rubbing your scalp, and pulling your face harder into me.

You can feel the pressure building, and you feel pride that you are able to give me such pleasure, even after that beast has so thoroughly worn me out. 

"Yesss, fuck. Ohhhh, Pet, you know just what to do to please me!"

You don't relent or slow down. With Sir holding me in place, and your hand on my thigh, it's easier for you to stay with me than usual. Your fingers dig deep into my flesh as waves start ripping through me. You keep going, knowing the big one is still to come.

My praise becomes incoherent as your tongue takes me higher. I'm trying to buck, but I'm held solidly in place. I moan and twist to sink my teeth into Sir's neck. He smiles, showing all his teeth, watching you work his cock and my cunt at the same time, closing his thick thighs on you, tightening like a vise and holding you in your place.

Orgasm after orgasm ripple through me, as you wind me tighter and tighter for the big one you know is coming.

As my moans turn into snarls and growls, you know it's near. My hands have become claws on your head and his thigh. 

You're trapped between our legs, and you love it. You would never want to leave there, anyway, given a chance. You keep your tongue firmly on me, your desire rising with my pleasure.

You love when I put myself at the mercy of your talented tongue. You keep going. 

I'm growling and snarling and writhing and panting, when you feel me start to buck wildly and release all over you in wave after wave.

I don't know how long it lasts. Maybe hours, maybe only a few seconds, but I'm seeing stars, and my hand is weakly patting your head.

You know that signal. We jokingly call it "tapping out." It means that I feel like I've hit my limit and I'm floating wonderfully. It's usually your cue to climb up next to me for some cuddle-bonding.

You slow your tongue down and let me rest a bit, but you don't actually stop this time.

I whine a little when I don't get what I want, to tired to protest more.

Sir is watching me and shoots you a quizzical look. You hope he understands your look, that you'd like him to trust you. He seems to, so you carry on with your plan.

As you continue to lick me gently, your slide Sir's cock over my lips, adding a new sensation, the head circling my cunt in a slow rhythm. You begin adding more pressure to your tongue on my clit.

I am so tired, but this insistent pleasure begins to return me to myself. I'm amazed that I'm not being allowed to rest, and I begin to struggle weakly.

Sirs arms are still holding me gently but firmly and he's watching you, intently.

You're ignoring my feeble protests. At this point, you and Sir are in collusion to take me someplace I was not expecting to go. Your tongue is flicking at me, licking, taking me where you want me to go, as you are lost in your task of bringing me pleasure. 

You are exactly where you want to be, doing what you want to do.

I'm building again fast, and my surprise is turning to amazement. My Pet, my adored one has abandoned me and is torturing me beyond my limits.

As you use his cock as a tool on me, it twitches, stirring to semi-life in your hand. You moan onto me, surprised by how excited you are to have both of us at once, and your actions become more fervent.

You can feel me climbing that ladder to the sky, and even though I'm squirming, Sir is strong and holds me in place. 

My amazement turns to fury and I struggle more intently, coming fully awake.

Of course, as I come fully to myself, the sensations in my cunt make themselves known, and a wave of pleasure crashes down on me, battering my senses.

I feel like a butterfly struggling in a gale wind, trying to get free with no chance of success.

You look up to take in my wild gaze, pouring all of your emotions and your soul's desire to please me into your eyes.

I'm snarling and crying and feebly struggling while you push me further and further, closer and closer to the edge.

You know it will just take one final effort to push me over the brink.

"Ohhhhhhh, my mother fucking gawwwwd!" I howl to the world as my juices squirt out to soak your face and his cock thoroughly.

You suck and swallow as quickly as possible, trying to keep up with the sweet nectar pouring out all over your face. 

I'm shuddering and shaking.

Small animal whimpers and racking breaths are all you hear from me now. I'm limp and unresponsive, my eyes half open and glassy.

You slow down and stop, after cleaning all my juices from my pussy and his cock. You lift up a bit, and push your face to lay softly on my belly, with Sir's cock nestled below your chest on me

You listen to my breathing slow. 

I don't move at all.

Sir is watching you, quietly. Measuring.

As I calm, you back away carefully. 

Sir stirs a bit, making as if to move.

Lifting me carefully, he turns around, as if to lay me down on the couch. 

He whispers, "Pup, take off her bra, please."

With a start you realize it's been on this whole time, and you move over quickly to unhook it so it will come off easily.

"Now, go get me a blanket or throw."

You mutely point to one right next to his hand that had half fallen off the couch.

"Good. Hold her for a minute."

He sets me down in a sitting position in the middle of the couch, and you hold me there as he gets the throw and sits down. He reaches over and gently lays my head in his naked and still very impressive lap, and gently puts the throw over me.

You help him tuck it around me, then sit back on your heels and look at him.

He looks back at you. He then glances at your dog bed, then the couch and appears to think for a moment.

His arm reaches out and taps my thigh lightly. "Up, puppy. Lay with us, but don't disturb her."

You happily get up onto the conch and arrange your naked body over and around me carefully. I smile and one hand reaches down to just touch your cheek, while the other wraps around my thigh pillow. 

"Good boy," is the last thing you hear as you close your eyes in doggie bliss.



The New Math Teacher



I went to high school on the central Florida East Coast, a couple of blocks from the Atlantic Ocean. I had just turned 18 and Diane was 18, about 6 months older. We were seniors in high school. She was Jenny's best friend so Diane and I eventually became good friends even though we didn't run in the same crowd. That's a story in itself. 

To provide a little background, Jenny was my girlfriend and we had been going steady for over a year, after meeting the summer before our junior year of high school. She was one of the prettiest girls in school and we were made for each other, at least that is what everyone said. I played varsity football and basketball and was a co-captain of the football team my senior year. I was a jock. Jenny didn't play sports, but was a cheerleader her junior year. 

Diane was a female jock so to speak. She was on the swim team, the girls track team and played tennis. She was not what you would call a pretty girl, but attractive in a certain athletic way. Diane had broad shoulders and muscled thighs from being on the swim team. She had short hair, thin lips, puffy cheeks, a nice smile and athletic shape, just not glamorous. Diane was outgoing and didn't really care much what people thought of her. Most thought she was a lesbian jock and I did too although Jenny said she wasn't. But she was Jenny's best friend and the three of us spent a lot of time together. The three of us even went skinny-dipping in Diane's small screened in pool a couple of times. It was a first for me, being naked in the middle of the day with two also naked girls. Diane lived in a nice neighborhood with a privacy fence, so we didn't worry about neighbors looking in. 

We would go to her house after school while her parents were at work and her little brother, who was a freshman, wasn't home. Jenny and I usually ended up having sex in Diane's room while she watched TV or swam. Our sex consisted of lots of touching, kissing, me playing with her beautiful tits and usually getting a hand job. We were rarely completely nude together and were saving the more intimate relations including intercourse for our wedding night. I respected her and wanted to do the "right" thing by her.

At the beginning of our senior year, Jenny's father, who was in the military got transferred and Jenny left after only a month into our senior year. We called often, but after a few months, the calls almost stopped. I would call and her mother would say she wasn't home, or if she did come to the phone, it was a cold short conversation. I would ask Diane what was going on and she would tell me she didn't know, but would ask. Then midway through the school year, Diane called and asked if I would come over on Saturday, that her parents and brother were gone for the weekend and she had some news from Jenny. I went to her house on Saturday afternoon and we sat and talked about what we had been doing since we didn't see much of each other since Jenny left. Then she handed me the ring I had given Jenny. Diane told me she was really sorry, but Jenny had met a college guy and was going to marry him after her senior year. I was devastated. I got up and start pacing in her living room, ranting and raving. I was hurt and angry. I felt empty and helpless. Diane stood up and put her arms around me. We hugged for a few minutes. Then, I looked down and she looked up, still holding each other tight. 

Diane said, "Marty, it will be ok."

We kissed. We kept kissing. Then she started rubbing my crotch and I started rubbing hers. I no longer had the girlfriend of my dreams and hadn't done much more than kiss a girl in months and was about to explode. We started pulling at our clothes as we kissed each other all over. Soon we were totally naked in a 69 position on her living room floor. She was on top of me, rubbing her wet pussy in my face while sucking my hard cock deep into her throat. I had only done this a few times and never with Jenny. She stroked and expertly sucked my cock, played with my balls and made me come in her mouth in minutes. She didn't get off me until I had licked her to orgasm. I had come quickly, but she stayed over me, on all fours, pressing her pussy onto my face. While my tongue worked all over her wetness, I imagined she look like a muscular bulldog straddling me. As I licked her, she would occasionally lean her head down and gently bite or lick my come-covered dick and balls. She finally exploded as I was furiously trying to fuck her with my tongue. It was my first time giving and receiving oral sex and having a girl come on my mouth. The whole experience felt and tasted wonderful. I then realized how much more experienced Diane was than I was. That day began a whole new relationship between us. 

Diane and I still ran in different crowds and only went out on one or two real dates that year, but once or week or so after the sports seasons were over, I would go to her house in the afternoon after school and we enjoyed each other sexually. It was not romance, just hot sex. She was always coming up with a new position or something I had never tried or even imagined. Usually, she would immediately pull off my shorts or bathing suit, go down on me, sucking me and licking my balls. Diane would say," I want your come, give me some, or give it to me now," like it was some kind of life saving medicine she had to have. I would go down on her and she would tell me how to lick, where to lick, softer, harder, faster, slower, until eventually, she would grip my head between her powerful swimming thighs, holding my face tight to her pussy while she came. Occasionally, but not often, she would let me enter her with my dick, but always told me to let her know when I was close, because she didn't want me to come inside her. It usually didn't take long. Then she would pull my dick out, and suck me off or jack me off onto her stomach and chest. Once, she said she wanted me to come on her tits. Her breasts were about 34B and mostly muscle, but very large nipples that were about as big around as my thumb and stuck out about a half inch when fully erect. She lay on her living room floor and I straddled her chest, slowly hunched and watched while she used her hand to rub my dick on her almost flat breasts and over her large nipples. When I came, I shot come up to her neck and all over her breasts. I rolled off her as she lay there rubbing most of the sticky goo into her breasts. Then she sat up and leaned over me smiling. Diane rubbed her fingers over her come covered breasts in front of my face, then licked her wet fingers in a tasting manner. Then still smiling, she said, "Lick my tits." I knew what she wanted. She held my head and started rubbing her flat shiny breasts against my face. I reached out with my tongue and licked her sticky breasts, tasting my come on her, as she rubbed herself all over my face. The new experience made me hard all over again. 

A few days later, she gave me one of her fantastic blowjobs. She said, "Lay back, I have something special for you today." I laid on her pool patio while she pulled my bathing suit down to my knees and leaned over and sucked until I filled her mouth. She then quickly crawled over me and kissed me hard, holding my head between her hands and pushing her tongue into my mouth. As we kissed, she let the mouthful of warm, salty come drip down her tongue into my mouth. We kissed and licked each other's lips, sharing the taste. Diane was always coming up with something new for me to experience sexually and I always looked forward to it.

Diane and I both had Miss Stanley for math in our senior year. It was Miss Stanley's first year as a teacher having graduated from the University of Alabama the year before. She was about 23 or 24 and had an unmistakable southern drawl that told you immediately where she was had grown up. She had a very soft voice and talked almost in a whisper, it was as if she didn't want anyone to notice her. Miss Stanley dressed conservative and acted very reserved all the time. 

She had natural bright red frizzy hair that was usually in a tight bun behind her head to keep it neat, because when it was worn down it looked a little wild and out of character for her. She didn't wear much make up and her freckles showed. Her clothes were always modest with skirts below the knee and tops that tried to conceal or downplay her large breasts. Her red hair, pale skin and freckles, and soft voice made her look more like a shy freshman instead of a math teacher. 

There was only about 2 weeks left in the school year and Diane asked me if I would like to go to a pool party on Saturday night. It was the Math Club end of year party and a friend of Diane's, who was in the club told her to come and bring a date since not too many people were going to be there and they had plenty of free food. It was being held at Miss Stanley's apartment complex by the pool and Miss Stanley was hosting since she was the Math Club sponsor. Diane convinced me we should go for a night swim and eat some free burgers. We got there about 8 o'clock in the evening and by 10 p.m., most everyone had eaten and left. We swam and helped Miss Stanley clean up the grill and trash around the pool area. When everything was done, Diane and I sat on the steps at the shallow end and watched Miss Stanley sitting by the pool talking to some other students. She apparently had on a bathing suit, but wore a long, loose souvenir type beach T-shirt with tropical flowers on it that hung down to her thighs. She didn't take the shirt off all evening and only once got in the pool up to sit on the steps at the shallow end. We could see the strings tied behind her neck that held the top up under the T-shirt and joked that we didn't believe she really owned a string bikini. 

"She must have borrowed it from another teacher just for the occasion," Diane joked. 

I could see her large bosom sway under the T-shirt as she moved and told Diane, "I'd love to see Miss Stanley topless, and see if they are as nice as I imagine."

Diane laughed and said, "Me too."

Then Diane stared at Miss Stanley for a few moments and said, " I have an idea how we might be able to do that." 

I said, "Yeah, right." Then she started telling me. I got a little nervous and wondered out loud about what could go wrong. Diane kept telling me the plan and slowly convinced me it would work if we stick together. I was worried we could ruin our whole school year if it didn't work, but was excited at the thought that if it did work as Diane planned, it would be my wildest experience yet.

Miss Stanley was going around and talking to the few remaining students by the pool. She came over and thanked us for stopping by and that she was going to declare the party officially over and she was going in for the night, but we were welcome to stay and swim if we liked. We thanked her for the nice time and offered to help carry the left over soda and food for her. 

Miss Stanley said in her quiet, but distinct southern drawl, "Well, that's mighty nice of you, I'd appreciate the help."

The three of us gathered our towels, cooler and bags of food and in two trips, had carried it all up to Miss Stanley's apartment and set everything inside the door. She said, "Help yourself to a soda or two to take with you if you like."

The living room had a long overstuffed couch with matching chair, two cheap Formica end tables with plain lamps, a TV in the corner, a cheap bookcase, some plants and a throw rug. Diane and I put all the bags of food and coolers down inside the door. I stood next to her wondering if maybe the best plan would be to just walk out before if was too late to turn back. She and I stood in the doorway in our bathing suits, a towel around my neck and Diane wearing a cutoff T-shirt over her two piece bathing suit. Then Diane closed the front door and spoke; "Miss Stanley, what would happen if we told our parents, and the school authorities, about what you made us do this evening?" I knew it was too late to turn back now.

Miss Stanley looked puzzled and said, " Diane? What do you mean? I didn't make you do anything this evening?"

Diane put her arm around my waist and said, "What if they found out, that you made us put on a show for you, a sex show, and you joined in?" 

Miss Stanley stood still; looking stunned, and stammered, "…. made you….?"

"Yes", Diane said. "That you told Marty and I that you could change our grades and transcripts, change our SAT scores, that we may not graduate or be able to go to college, that we would have to go to summer school, unless…. we did what you wanted."

"But I can't do that, I wouldn't do that, anyone would know I couldn't do such a thing." Miss Stanley said almost in a panic.

I finally had to join in. Putting my arm around Diane, I said, "We didn't know what you could do, or not do. That's why we finally gave in to your sexual demands."

In her most excited voice, Miss Stanley exclaimed, "But I didn't make you do anything!"

Diane looked at me and in a mocking conversation with Mr. Roberts, the school principle, said, " Mr. Roberts, first she told us to start touching each other, while she watched." 

I turned to face Diane while I reached over and slid my hand up under her short T-shirt, holding her breasts and rubbing. Diane looked at me and reached over and started rubbing my crotch through my bathing suit. We kissed briefly and then looked at Miss Stanley for a reaction as we continued to fondle each other.

Miss Stanley held her hands up, her palms out, like she was trying to stop traffic and said, "Stop this now, please, just leave."

Diane said, "Then Mr. Roberts, she told me to take off my T-shirt, that she wanted to see more of me." I moved behind Diane and helped her lift her shirt over her head and drop it on the floor. I reached around cupping her small firm breasts from behind. Diane slid the shoulder straps off her shoulders and pulled the top to her two piece bathing suit down exposing her breasts. With this, Miss Stanley stepped backward with her hands over her face, falling back and sitting on the couch.

With her hands over her face, her elbows on her knees, her legs tight together, bundled up in a little ball as she sat on the edge of the couch, she said, "Marty, Diane, no one will believe you, please stop this right now."

Diane said, "Miss Stanley, it's our word against yours. They will listen to our story and have to consider that maybe it happened, maybe there will be some question about which story to believe."

"But why? Why tell them such a wild story when it didn't happen?", she said as she looked up, trying not to watch me roll Diane's nipples with my fingers.

Diane walked over and sat down next to Miss Stanley on the couch. She didn't move, but just looked at her with a questioned look. Diane said, "But it did happen, or let's say, it's going to happen. See Miss Stanley, if you play along with us, cooperate, no one will ever know, it will just be between the three of us, our little secret. But if you don't, then we will tell them that it did happen, and how you forced us to be your sex toys for the evening. And how a few days later, we talked about it, and decided that maybe you couldn't do those things with our grades, and the truth should be known, and how we felt that we were taken advantage of by the first year math teacher."

Miss Stanley sat back on the couch with her arms folded tight under her full breasts and the wide-eyed look on her face told me she finally understood what was happening. I went over and sat on the other side of her. 

Feeling a little bold, I said, "And then Mr. Roberts, she took off her T-shirt." I waited briefly for a reaction and then reached for the bottom of Miss Stanley's long shirt and tentatively pulled up. She held her arms tight, holding the shirt in place. I began to have doubt and panicked that our plan was in trouble. Then Diane reached over and put her hands under Miss Stanley's arms and while slowly but firmly, lifting her arms up, Diane said in a stern voice, "The shirt Miss Stanley."

Miss Stanley looked at Diane and allowed her arms to be lifted up as I lifted the shirt over her head. At last, her full breasts were exposed and I stared, as they strained the fabric while spilling out the top and sides of her bathing suit top. A girl in school was known to have breasts that were 38DD and these were much larger than those were. They looked almost not real because they were so large on such a frail body. As the long shirt got bunched around Miss Stanley's elbows and wrists, I stopped pulling and just held her arms down over the back of the couch with my hand. She didn't struggle, but sat frozen, with her arms wrapped in the shirt and pinned over her head, her eyes wide with a little panic in them. I saw her nipples were hard under the stretched material. I saw that her body was very pale and the fleshy mounds pouring over her suit were covered with freckles.

I leaned closer to her and said, "Then Mr. Roberts, she told me to kiss her, passionately."

And I put my hand on her cheek, holding her face still as I leaned in and placed my lips on my math teachers' lips. She didn't resist, but sat tight-lipped as I kissed softly and licked across her lips. I kissed her cheek and down her neck, my lips nibbling her skin. Turning her face slightly from me and toward Diane, I kissed my way back up to her ear and pulled the lobe with my lips. My tongue lightly playing with her ear. I felt her relax a little and a little moan escaped her lips. 

I whispered softly in her ear, "Then, Miss Stanley told Diane to play with her tits." I heard her gasp as her breathing got heavier. I said softly into her ear between kisses, "Say it."

Then in a faint voice, more of a whisper, Miss Stanley breathed, "Diane, play with my tits."

I knew then, she was totally ours. 

With one hand still pinning Miss Stanley's wrists over her head on top of the couch, I kept kissing her ear. I felt Diane reach behind her neck and pull on the bow tied behind Miss Stanley's neck, releasing the weight of her full breasts. Diane pulled the top down exposing her breasts fully. They were pale white, with the only color being the pink nipples and the freckles that dotted the tops of her breasts. Her nipples were already hard as marbles. I continued to kiss her ear while trying to watch as Diane held one large melon sized breast in each hand, weighing them, lifting them, pushing them together, massaging them, letting the fullness spill between her fingers, and then roughly pinching her fingers together, squeezing the flesh and pulling hard. Then pushing them up, Diane stretched them both up so the hard nipples were almost together and pointing up, just under Miss Stanley's chin.

Diane said, "Kiss them." I had to stop kissing her ear to watch. Reluctantly, Miss Stanley dropped her head only slightly and placed a quick kiss on each nipple pressed to her chin.

I slipped my free hand between Miss Stanley's knees and feeling them part slightly, moved my hand up until I was rubbing her mound through the tight bathing suit bottoms with my knuckles.

Still holding them up and squeezing the breasts tighter together, Diane said, " More, suck on your nipple, I want to see you bite it!" Miss Stanley dropped her head again, took one nipple in her mouth and started to suck on it. Watching my math teacher suck her own nipple made my cock grow as hard as it had ever been. Diane then leaned over and took the other nipple into her own mouth. I pressed my hand harder between Miss Stanley's legs as I watched Diane and my math teacher almost cheek to cheek sucking on Miss Stanley's nipples. Diane held the nipple tight between her teeth and pulled, making Miss Stanley wince a little, but then she did the same to the nipple she was teasing. Both of them were viciously sucking and biting the nipples, stretching them up as if they were trying to hold the full weight of the massive breasts by the nipple with their teeth. My erection was about to explode in my bathing suit.




The New Math Teacher



I let go of Miss Stanley's wrists, stood up and said, "Then Mr. Roberts, Miss Stanley got on her hands and knees on the couch, pulled down her bottoms and told me to do her from behind, like a dog." 

Diane released her also and stood up next to me. We both began taking off our bathing suits. I quickly slid my suit down and stepped out of it. My 6 inch erection pointing straight out with the tip almost dripping with precum. Diane finished removing her top and pulled her bottoms down and kicked them off. We both stood naked in front of the young teacher. Miss Stanley watched for a moment and then pulled the shirt from around her wrists and slowly got up on all fours facing the end of the couch. She hesitated, staring at the arm of the couch. I could tell her mind was off in space somewhere trying to get away from it all. Diane slapped her bottom hard with her hand and said, "Do it!"

She put her head down on the couch, her ass up in the air and with both hands pulled her bottoms down to her knees, exposing her pale white ass cheeks and said, "Marty, please do me doggie-style."

"Then Miss Stanley told Diane to sit in front of her and spread her legs because she wanted to taste her young pussy." I said in my mock conversation with the principle.

Miss Stanley quickly raised her head off the couch, turned her head around and gave me a pleading look, saying faintly, "Please, no."

Diane had already stepped up and sat on the arm of the couch with one foot on the couch cushion and the other on the floor, her hand slowly rubbing her wet pussy about eye level to Miss Stanley. I reached forward and putting my hand on her chin, I turned Miss Stanley's head around to face Diane. I leaned over and said, "Say it."

Miss Stanley looked forward, watching Diane stroke her moist clit and quietly said, "I want to taste your pussy."

I pushed the back of her head a little and she leaned forward on all fours, eyes closed, putting the side of her head on Diane's lower stomach, like the she was listening for something through a wall. Then after a few seconds she kissed Diane's inner thigh. Then another kiss, and another, each one working closer to Diane's erect clit pressed to Miss Stanley's cheek. Then she turned her head and licked it. Kissed it. Licked it again. Then took it into her mouth. Diane moved her foot from the floor onto the couch and with her feet together, spread her muscled thighs wide as she could, watching closely as Miss Stanley rolled her tongue around her wet clitoris while holding it between her lips. I watched as Diane put one hand behind Miss Stanley's head holding her tight to her wetness while Miss Stanley began lapping with her tongue like a dog drinking water from a dish. Diane's head went back and her eyes closed.

I moved behind Miss Stanley and began rubbing my erection up and down her wet slit. I pushed between the wet lips and slid into her tight, but very wet pussy. Her pussy was small and gripped my cock like a small wet fist. I didn't have much experience at intercourse, but I had done it with girls that my cock could slide in and out of a lot easier than Miss Stanley's small but very wet pussy. I was afraid of coming so I moved very slowly in and out.

A few moments later, Diane began groaning and hunching faster. I knew she was coming against Miss Stanley's mouth. I watched from behind Miss Stanley, while still buried deep in her tight pussy, as Diane closed her thighs tightly around her head as she had done to me so many times. I knew from experience what Miss Stanley was tasting. I could also tell from the way Miss Stanley's head was moving between Diane's closed thighs, that she was still lapping away with her tongue as waves washed over Diane. Then I felt Miss Stanley's pussy constrict around my cock. Her hips didn't move, but she began to spasm and come along with Diane. The juices were flowing out of her pussy with each spasm. I had to pinch the base of my dick and hold perfectly still to keep from coming. I held it in her as long as I dared and then pulled out, trying to think of something else to take my mind off the incredible sight I was watching. I thought about finals, summer vacation, washing the car, all the while, tightly holding the base of my straining cock. I sat down and leaned back, looking at the ceiling. 

Once the pressure in my balls subsided, I looked over at Diane. She was smiling at me while her fingers played with Miss Stanley's messed up red hair. It was a smile of satisfaction of just having an earth shattering orgasm. Miss Stanley was still on all fours, her face wet and slick, her head resting on Diane's thigh, her hips still occasionally twitching from her own orgasm. Both of them were still panting when Diane lifted the teacher's head by her red hair and said, "Now, you should go show Marty how talented you can be with that wonderful little mouth of yours."

Miss Stanley, with her bottoms still around her knees, slid onto the floor and crawled over between my legs. She sat down on her knees, her full butt resting on her ankles and stared blankly at the cock in my hand. I still held my shiny erection by the base. Diane got off the couch and moved next to Miss Stanley. She leaned over and whispered something into Miss Stanley's ear that I couldn't hear, but then Miss Stanley got up on all fours again and leaned forward and licked from my fingers holding the base up to the tip. She was licking up and down slowly when Diane swatted Miss Stanley's bare bottom with her hand, making her jump a little. Miss Stanley started licking faster. Diane swatted the other cheek and Miss Stanley let out a little moan and began rolling her tongue around my wet balls. I let go of my erection and just let it point to the ceiling in front of Miss Stanley's face while she tongued my balls back and forth. I put my hands up on the back of the couch and armrest and watched as my math teacher, kneeling in front of me, licked her pussy juices from my cock.

There was a hairbrush on the coffee table and Diane motioned for me to hand it to her. I handed her the flat bristled brush and she immediately brought the flat plastic side down hard on Miss Stanley's ass cheek. Miss Stanley let out a yelp that sounded like a puppy that had just had its tail stepped on. 

Diane leaned over and again whispered into her ear. Miss Stanley hesitated and Diane swatted her behind with the back of the brush. Miss Stanley looked up at me and softly said, "Please come in my mouth."

Diane popped the other cheek with the brush and Miss Stanley quickly reached up and pulled my dick down and put it deep in her mouth. She put her hand back down on the floor and just held my erection with her mouth. I watched as her head moved up and back, using her small tight mouth on my cock. Diane popped the other cheek and at the same time reached under her and began pinching and twisting the nipples hanging down between her arms. Her head went a little faster up and down on my throbbing cock. Then another swat, and another, alternating ass cheeks. Diane then put the hairbrush with the hundreds of short stiff bristles pointing up, under the teacher's large breasts and started patting the soft flesh all over. Miss Stanley began moaning and moving side to side, swaying her massive breasts back and forth to escape some of the prickly pats on her breasts, but never released my cock from her mouth. Miss Stanley bobbed her head faster and faster and I realized Diane was going to spank her and torment her until she got me off.

I felt the pressure building in my balls as I watched the erotic torment. It only took a few more swats with the bristled side of the brush on her breasts and the flat side on her bottom and I exploded into Miss Stanley's mouth. I know she swallowed some, but she gagged and coughed a little and much of it ran out her mouth and onto my cock, balls and thighs as she tried to catch her breath.

Diane said, "You made a mess, clean it up." She used the handle of the brush to point to a large drop of come slowly sliding down the side of my thigh. Miss Stanley stuck out her tongue and licked it into her mouth. She licked all over my cock and balls for a few minutes, trying to clean the juices, but she had come all over her face and lips and the task was impossible. 

Diane had gotten up and put back on her suit. I finally stood and began putting on mine. Miss Stanley just sat naked on the floor with her head resting on her arm as she leaned on the couch, looking exhausted. We were ready to go and Miss Stanley watched as Diane went over to the couch and picked up the hairbrush. 

Diane said, " And when we left, Miss Stanley was sitting on the couch, masturbating herself with the handle of a hairbrush." Diane held out the hairbrush to Miss Stanley who dragged herself slowly up off the floor, took the brush and sat at one end of the couch. With her bottoms still around her ankles, her feet on the couch, she spread her knees and began rubbing the handle of the hairbrush up and down on her hard pink clit. The thin red pubic hairs were matted and stuck together in tiny wet curls.

Diane and I watched a moment until we saw Miss Stanley close her eyes and put her head back slightly while she slid the handle of the brush into herself. She moved it in and out slowly and began moaning quietly. Diane smiled and walked out the door.

I looked at my math teacher, her red hair sticking out all over and some stuck to her sticky face. I stared at her large freckled breasts, red with scratches and bite marks, knowing her bottom was red and tender; watching as she masturbated with a hairbrush and thought to myself, I wish there was more than two weeks left in this school year.

Then to my surprise, Miss Stanley opened her eyes, looked at me, smiled just a little while still sliding the hairbrush in her pussy and said, "Marty? Are you going to be around this summer?"



The New MD and the New IT Guy



Please read the MD and IT guy first.

*****

My name is Greg and I am 25 years old and today I start the first day of my new job in a new town, I am taking over in the IT department from someone who apparently went off with the old MD. As I waited in reception for HR to take me through the induction process my thoughts go back to the previous evening and the fun I had with an older lady called Samantha. 

I moved into my new flat on Saturday and spent all of the weekend sorting out my stuff and getting it clean, by 5PM on Sunday it was as good as it was going to get so I went into town to get a drink and something to eat. I walked into a bar and found a seat at the last empty table and ordered a Sunday roast and a bottle of beer, after a few minutes a lady asked if the other seat was taken, I looked up and saw an attractive black lady in what looked like her late 30's, she had short black hair and a attractive face, she was wearing a zip up hooded top and red skin tight jeans, her legs looked fantastic in the jeans and her top looked like there a swell that hinted at a sizeable bust. 

"Of course," I replied and swept my hand to show she was welcome, "My name is Greg by the way," and held out for hand.

"Samantha," she replied and held my hand in soft yet confident grip.

"Can I get you a drink? It seems remiss to see an attractive lady in a bar without a drink in her hand." I offered. 

She smiled and said "A gallant young gentleman which is a rare thing these days shall we share a bottle of wine? And let's split the cost."

We ordered a bottle of chardonnay and she ordered a Sunday roast as well, I asked the waitress if mine could be delayed until Samantha's was ready so we could eat together. 

We talked and talked for the rest of evening but we didn't drink a lot, I found out she was 49 and she too was starting her new job in a new town the next day and had sorted out her new house and couldn't be bothered to cook either, we had both finished long term relationships in the past 6 months and as the bar thinned out we ended up sitting on a comfy sofa in the corner and gradually sat closer and closer together until we were touching knees. 

The bar closed at 10PM and I asked her if she wanted a coffee around mine to end the evening, she looked at me and said "You would invite an old bird like for coffee?"

I leant and whispered in her ear "You are only as old as the man you are feeling," and she giggled and took my hand and said "I live 2 minutes walk away please come to mine."

I raised her hand and kissed it and then leant in and kissed me on the cheek. As she pulled away I leant over and kissed her gently on the corner of the mouth, "Let's go now," she said and picked up her handbag and took my hand and walked outside. 

We walked hand in hand until we arrived outside a detached 3 bedroom house just off the high street in a new development. She opened the door and showed me in and locked the door behind me, "In case you try to escape until I say you can."

"I'm not trying to escape," I replied and kissed her on the lips again, I'm 5ft 10 inches tall and she was the same height and this time she put her arms around my neck and kissed me open mouthed, I responded and soon we were making out in her hallway. 

She pulled away and said "I'm not used to this, I was with the same man for 20 years until recently, please don't think less of me if I'm not sure what to do, do you mind if I get you that coffee now?"

I put an arm around her waist and walked with her into the kitchen and then she started making coffee and we talked whilst holding hands, we drank the coffee in the kitchen and then I kissed her again and said "Thank you for a lovely evening, take my number and call me if you want to meet again?"

"Don't you want to stay the night?" she asked.

My cock was straining inside my jeans as she said that and I replied "I want things to go at your pace and yes if the option was there I would like nothing more than to spend the night with you."

"Unfortunately we can't you err know do it," she said as she looked down at the floor, "wrong time of the month."

I walked over and kissed her hard on the mouth and she responded and then I just said "Can I hug you then?" she took my hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom where I unzipped the top she was wearing and must have stared at her breasts as they came into view.

"Is there something wrong?" she asked and started to zip herself back up.

"Oh no just the opposite, you are magnificent." I stammered in reply.

Her breasts were I later learnt a 38D and sitting in that white lacy almost see through bra looked fantastic. I kissed her again and she said "I forgot I was wearing this bra, I didn't expect to meet someone," she said as I unzipped her jacket again and then pulled it off her shoulders as she undid the bra.

We stood there and kissed and she pulled my t shirt over my head and started to kiss me again. I reached around her and pulled her close as we were now both topless.

"I want to see you again," she said as I kissed her neck and fondled her breasts.

"Thank fuck for that I want to see more of you." I replied. 

"Please stop or I will just feel even guiltier about not letting you have me," she responded.

"I would not have had you, we will have had each other," I responded and kissed her leaving her breasts alone. 

"Please hug me in bed," she asked. 

I removed my trousers and socks and crawled into bed wearing just my boxers as she got changed into a pair of silky short sleeved pyjamas. She joined me in bed and kissed again and I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the back of her neck, she moved her bum back into my groin and I readjusted so my hard on was not poking her in the bum, after 10 minutes she just said "I can't leave you like that," and rolled over and put her hand down my boxers, "Oh my god it's huge," she said and that really boosted my ego, she continued to stroke me and that really got me going.

"If you keep doing that I'm going to come soon" I whispered. 

She stroked me harder and then moved down my body until her mouth was over my cock and then took the head into her mouth. It was like 1000 volts went off all over my body and I felt the head swell and then I spewed what felt like a galloon of my come into her mouth, she moaned around me cock and kept pumping, she managed to swallow most of it but there was a bit that dripped from her mouth which she caught with her finger and put back into her mouth. 

"I'm really sorry that I was so quick," I said. "It's been a while."

She removed herself from my cock and moved back up and kissed me hard on the mouth, "I'm glad I have that affect on you," she said.

We then curled up and spooned again and then fell asleep until her alarm went off at 6am and I woke up with her bum resting against my morning woody and my hand on her breast. 

"Morning sexy," I said as she blinked into the land of awake. 

"Morning handsome," was her reply "I don't mean to kick you out but I've got to get ready for work and so have you." 

I kissed her on the lips and rolled on top of her and her legs went wide and she just said "You must give me your number," and kissed me hard as my cock moved against her silky pyjama covered mound. 

She wrapped her legs around me and just said "You are the most wonderful man, you didn't leave when I said I couldn't make love to you because of you know, well I'm now going to admit I lied because I didn't want to fuck you on a first date, I'm so sorry."

I kissed her and pulled my boxers down and she grabbed my cock, I undid the buttons on her pyjama top and sucked a nipple into my mouth and she grabbed my head to her nipple, and I located the drawstring to her pyjama bottoms and pulled it so they were loose, "We haven't got time to do it properly," she said as she felt my hand go inside the pyjamas and stroke her mound through the white knickers she had on. 

I kissed her and said "Next time, we will have a meal out and then we will do whatever you want, just promise you won't lie to me again."

"I promiiiiiiiiiiisssssssssssseeeeeeeeee," she wailed as she felt my finger brush her knickers clad lips. 

I moved down her body and grabbed her knickers and pyjama bottoms and pulled them down and off her and then dived between her legs, she was so worked up and wet that as soon as my tongue touched her clit she came with a wail to her own personal deity "Oh my fucking god," she screamed as the orgasm ripped through her. 

"Now we are even," I said and climbed out from between her legs and went looking for my jeans as she shook and shook, her nipples were now an inch long and she looked gorgeous laying them in the afterglow of a mind numbing orgasm. 

"Next time we meet you are going to fuck my brains out," she said once she had calmed down. 

"Are you free tomorrow night?" I asked.

"You are keen, and oh god yes I can't wait, shame I've got to have meal with the senior managers at the new firm this evening or we could have met tonight," she replied.

"See you then," I replied and left my phone number on a note pad in her bedroom. 

I leaned over and kissed her and said "Let's meet in the same bar tomorrow night at 7?" I said. 

"It's a date," she replied and we exchanged tongues in a long deep kiss. 

I made it home and had a quick shower before making it into reception at the company just before 9. I spent until 11 in an induction course and was then introduced to my new team and the supervisor took me on a tour of the building and introduced me to some people who I would be dealing with on a regular basis.

We stopped by the MD's office and was introduced to Mandy the MD's PA who just said "She's in a meeting and will be the rest of the day, please try tomorrow."

I then spent the rest of the day sorting out my own laptop and fixed a couple of printers before going home just after 5. On my way home I got a text from a number I didn't recognise that just said "The dinner has been cancelled, come around mine for 7 S xx."

At this point I realised it was Samantha and texted back "I've seen yours, your turn to see mine," and then sent her the address.

10 minutes later I got a text back saying "See you at 7, I'll bring an overnight bag,"

I got changed into a t shirt and tracksuit bottoms as soon as I got home and made sure the flat was tidy and changed the bed sheets and the doorbell rang just after 7, I let her in and just said "Hi."

She said "Hi," back and then we were in each other's arms kissing and running our hands over each other.

"Hungry?" I asked.

"Starving," she said and I took her into the lounge where I looked at what she wearing, she had on a knee length body con dress and black jacket, the dress was grey and had black side panels and was a sensible dress, on her though it looked fantastic as she took her jacket off and I took it from her and hung it up.

She followed me into the kitchen and helped me make some scrambled eggs on toast for us both which she seemed to enjoy, "I haven't had that in years," she said as we put the plates in the sink and then asked "Can I have a tour of the flat?"

All the doors came off a corridor so I showed her inside each one and we got to the bedroom last, I asked her to wait there and went and got her bag and carried it into the bedroom, "I cleared a corner of the wardrobe and half that drawer if you want to leave some clothes and things here?" I asked.

She looked at me and stroked my face and just said "Thank you, you aren't thinking of this as a quick fling are you?" she asked.

"No, are you?" I replied. 

"God no, there is something about you that makes me feel I don't know what, I've never felt it before, now can you give me 5 minutes to sort things out."

I went into the kitchen and washed up the dinner plates when I heard a noise behind me and Samantha was standing there wearing only a see though red and black night dress. It was short only down to just below her pussy and had spaghetti straps on the shoulders. She had one arm up on her hip with the hip sticking out to one side. "Well, what do you think?" she asked. 

I walked over to her and grabbed her hand and led her straight back to the bedroom. She giggled and said "I take it you approve then."

"Fuck yes," was my reply.

"Good, now fuck me, I'm here all night," she said as she pulled the t shirt over my head and then pushed me onto the bed, she then grabbed my tracksuit bottoms and boxers and pulled them off me leaving me naked, she straddled me and kissed me as I pulled the straps off her shoulders and let the garment fall to her waist.

She leant over me and dangled a breast in front of my face so what was a man to do other than suck the nipple on the end of it straight into my mouth. She sucked in air though her teeth and then murmured "God yes, take me now, I'm already so wet," as I reached down and gathered up the bottom of the night dress and reached round and clasped her bum cheeks, she pulled her breast from my mouth and scooted back so her mound was over my cock, she grabbed my cock and pointed it straight up and then slowly sank down onto it, I titled my head back and made an "ahh," noise as I felt my cock enter her, she did similar thing as she felt the intruder stretch her open. My cock is about 7 inches long but is quite thick ad she felt the girth as she slowly sank down until we were fully connected, at this point she leant forward and kissed me on the lips and said "I think we are going to have a long and beautiful friendship."

As we started to fuck each other I replied "you think you are going to get me again then do you?

"You can't resist fucking me," she said as she lifted her hips on me. 

"OK, got me there," I said and rolled us over so I was on top and really started to pound into her. Her arms and legs wrapped themselves around me and started to pant and 5 minutes later she announced "I'm going to come, come with me please." 

I pounded harder and faster and then felt her nails dig into my back as her orgasm started and I emptied myself deep inside her with a roar as she came with a shriek. 

"If you keep doing that to me we are going to get on just fine," she said as we detached and she ran to the bathroom to clean up. Samantha came back with her night dress scrunched up in her hands and she threw it on the floor as she crawled under the covers with me. 

"Keep that for another time," I said.

"Now you think I might want to do this again," she replied as she rested her head on my shoulder and threw an arm and a leg over me. 

We talked about stuff until I asked her where her new job was. "Wilson's" she said. 

I looked at her and said "Ditto, I'm the new IT geek."

She looked at me and said "I'm the new MD."

I looked at her and just said "Oh shit."

"Oh shit indeed," and then kissed me on the lips, "We'll just have to keep this quiet, you know what happened to both our predecessors don't you?" she asked.

"I heard rumours," I confirmed. 

"The lady who was MD before me left her husband and went to live in Portugal with her younger IT support lover," she said. 

"If you still want me in a few years perhaps we could do that?" I asked.

"Be serious," she said. 

"Oh I am about you and kissed her on the lips which soon escalated into a full on making out session and ended with me fucking her doggy style to a huge orgasm whilst rubbing her clit. 

We went to sleep and woke up at the 6AM alarm that she asked to be set. As I shook the wooziness from my head Samantha whispered in my ear "I need you before we go to work," and started playing with my morning glory.

I rolled her onto her back and licked her to an orgasm before I entered her and fucked her from behind whilst we lying on our sides. 

We had a shower together where we cleaned each other before I made breakfast and coffee whilst she did her make up, we sat down together and talked about we were going to play this. We decided at work we would keep it very cool and be ultra professional.

Outside work we going to enjoy each other's company and see how it went from there. 

So for the next 3 months we saw each other 1 night during the week and every Friday and Saturday nights, the week day night changed depending on what work commitments she had, I left some clothes in her house and she left some at mine, sometimes we saw each other at work and one day we were in the lift alone and held hands until I pull her to me and kissed her on the cheek, she sighed and rested her head on my shoulder until we heard a ping and separated, the door opened and Mandy walked in, she took one look at us and just said "Not again."

Samantha and Mandy had a chat in her office with the door closed where Mandy was told everything, by now Samantha knew that Mandy would keep her confidence and just said "Well you aren't married so good for you, do you see it lasting?"

"Frankly yes, I haven't told him yet but after 3 months together I know I love him."

"Does he love you?" asked Mandy.

"I hope so," replied Samantha,

"Do you think you had better find out?" asked Mandy.

"I don't want to ask in case I don't like the answer," said Samantha.

That was Friday and Samantha was coming to mine for the weekend. I arrived home and tidied up and Samantha turned up a couple of hours later, I got her a drink and she sat on the sofa with me rubbing her feet whilst we watched the news on TV. "Greg, I love you," she said.

I looked at her and she had a look of fear in her eyes. I moved over and kissed her on the lips gently and just said "Thank fuck for that, I was scared that you would think I was a stupid young man if I told you first because Samantha Drummond I absolutely love you too."

We kissed passionately on the sofa and I ended up on top of her, "Fancy some hot sofa sex?" I asked. 

"God yes, fuck me here and now," she commanded in her best MD voice.

I undid the buttons on her blouse slowly and kissed the piece of skin that became exposed each time and then pulled her up from the sofa so I could remove her blouse and bra and then sucked a nipple into my mouth, she held my head as I stimulated the nipple with my tongue and she then pulled my head onto it's partner so it wasn't feeling left out.

I pulled my shirt over my head and her fingers worked furiously to undo my trousers and pull them down, I got off the sofa and pulled them, my underwear and socks off whilst she pulled her skirt and knickers off and laid back down on the sofa. I moved between her legs and kissed her thighs. She opened them wider at the thought of the oral assault she knew she was just about to receive. I licked her lower lips and then sucked her clit into my mouth and stuck 2 fingers inside her; she went stiff and then screamed "Fuck me," as she came. I carried on finger fucking and licking her until she came again and then she grabbed my head and pulled it away, "Will you make love to me please?" she asked as she pulled my head up so I could kiss her.

We exchanged kisses and my cock was like a heat seeking missile, as it went straight inside her and she kissed me again as she felt it pass her lips and fill her up. "I will never tire of this," she said as we both started to rock and roll. It was slow loving sex rather than hard fucking and she whimpered through another 2 orgasms in the 15 minutes before I blew my load inside her. 

After I blew my load we exchanged kisses for a good 5 minutes afterwards. "I love you Samantha," I said and she kissed me before saying "I love you Greg."

We talked for a bit before deciding that we would wait for the 6 month lease to expire on my flat and then if things were still going well I would move into her house with her. We also decided it was time that we would need to meet each other's families.  

I rang my parents and arranged to visit them the following weekend and I told them that I had met someone that I wanted them to meet. My mum worries about me whereas my dad lets me make my own mistakes, "You don't learn unless you fuck up," is one of his favourite sayings. 




The New MD and the New IT Guy



It was a 2 hour drive to my parents and Samantha let me drive her company BMW Z4, we pulled up outside my parent's house and I kissed her on the lips, she had chosen a conservative yet smart dress and we walked up path to the front door and pressed the doorbell, she held my hand so hard I thought I was going to lose the circulation in my hands.

"Hi Dad," I said when he opened the door.

He looked at me and smiled and said "Hi son," then looked at Samantha and just said "Excuse my rude son but your name is?"

She gave her best winning smile and said "Samantha, please to meet you Mr Green."

"Please call me Fred and come in," he said.

He held my arm and just whispered in my ear "she is pretty, what the fuck is she doing with you?"

Samantha heard and smiled at my dad as he showed us into the lounge. I just looked to the ceiling as Samantha gripped my hand even tighter as she saw my mum sitting on the sofa, if my mum disapproved of something the look on her face could freeze hell and that was the exact look she was giving Samantha. 

Samantha sat down next to me on the sofa as my dad said "Dee, this is Greg's friend Samantha."

"Hi Mrs Green, how are you?" Samantha asked.

"Fine thank you Samantha may I ask you a question?" asked mum in her matter of fact voice. 

"Yes, of course," replied Samantha in a civil yet guarded reply. 

"How old are you?" asked mum.

"49," came the quick reply. 

"How come a woman a year younger than my self think it is ok to seduce my son?" asked mum.

"Well Mrs Green, first of all I did not seduce Greg, he was more than happy to spend time with me, secondly I don't appreciate the tone of your questioning," Samantha replied and gripped my hand so hard I lost the feeling in it. 

"Mum, please can't you be happy for me, Samantha and I met in bar like 2 normal people would and we are both normal people and I have fallen in love with her." I said.

"I'm sure she is very nice but she old enough to be your mother, I cannot and will not approve of her using you for an ego boost and probably sex," mum responded.

Samantha then said something which surprised me, "Greg and Fred, would you mind excusing yourselves whilst I and Mrs Green have a woman to woman chat?"

I looked at my dad and he shrugged and said "Let's water the plants son."

We got up and I squeezed Samantha's hand as I left and she smiled at me as we left the room, we stood in the garden where I smoked my first cigarette in nearly a year, my dad smoked and he knew I had the odd one in moments of stress. 

"Well who's going to win?" he asked.

"Tough to call," I responded and then my mum appeared at the door.

"You can come back in now," she called out and my dad and I looked at each other and shrugged.

We came back into the lounge to see my mum and Samantha laughing together. "So Dee" asked Samantha "have you got any baby photos to show me?" 

I rolled my eyes and sat patiently as Samantha was guided through 3 photo albums of me growing up whilst I was thinking "Will someone tell me what the fuck was said." In the end I couldn't wait anymore and just said "So there is no blood on the floor and no sign of hypnosis or possession so what happened?"

"Dee and I have come to an understanding," said Samantha, "she understands I genuinely love you and that you feel the same for me, but if I ever mess you about then she will cut my head off and bury me under the patio."

"Straight to the point there mum," I said and smiled and mum said "I agree not to interfere and though not totally happy about it I can see you are happy and Samantha made me see that is more important than anything to a mother."

We went out to the local pub for a drink and a light lunch and said our goodbyes in the early evening, As I drove out of town I pulled into a driveway and Samantha looked surprised "this car isn't big enough for car sex," she said as we moved further from the main road and then the big country house came into view.

"Welcome to my special treat for you tonight, this is a well known local hotel with a brilliant restaurant and the rooms are fantastic, would you like to stay the night?" I asked.

"I didn't pack anything," she said.

"I did for you, a change of underwear and a pair of jeans and blouse, was that ok?" I replied.

She leant over and kissed me hard on the lips and just said "Please never stop surprising me like this." 

We checked in and looked around the room, or should I say suite, there was a lounge and large bedroom with the biggest bed I had ever seen and an en suite bathroom that had everything marble you could think off.

I went to the toilet whilst Samantha hung our clothes up in the wardrobe and when I walked into the bedroom she was naked laying on the bed lying with one leg bent and the other flat. "You have way too many clothes on," she said and I then got naked in about 20 seconds and dived onto the bed next to her. We kissed and our bodies seemed to mould into one as I ended up on top of her. "I'm so horny for you just take me now," she whispered and grabbed my cock and placed it at her entrance and then grabbed my arse cheeks and pulled my inside.

She was so wet and worked up that I slid straight in and hit bottom as I straightened my arms looked down at the face of my beautiful girlfriend, and started to move my cock in and out her. She tipped her head back as I picked up the pace and she stroked my sides as I stroked in and out of her, she then reached up and grabbed my head and pulled me down so I was flat on top of her and kissed me hard, at the same time she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs under my mum and encouraged me to speed up. I resisted her urge to go faster and altered the angle of entry so that my cock rubbed her clit and she started to shake and pant, all of a sudden she went stiff as a board her grip around my neck turned vice like and her mouth opened but no sound came out as she came, 2 seconds later a shriek like I had never heard before left her lips as she felt my come hit her womb. 

We lay there for a few minutes and she just said "Never leave me please."

I looked into her eyes and said "Marry me darling."

She looked at me with a shocked look on her face and then kissed me so hard I thought my lips were going to fall off and then said "Yes."

My cock that had started to go soft suddenly went hard again and I started to move in and out of her again, her hips responded and soon we fucking each other for all we were worth, "Fuck me my wonderful fiancé," she said. 

So I did as I hadn't been long since I had come I could go for ages so we fucked with me on top, her on top, doggy style, her bent over the bed and me standing up behind her and finally her laying on her back on the edge of the bed and her legs on my shoulders as I emptied my ball sack into her clutching vagina.

After I came for a 2nd time she staggered to the bathroom and cleaned herself up whilst I sorted out the bed covers which we had rearranged. She came back and joined me under the covers and she said "I am now officially shagged out; I had 5 orgasms during the 2nd bout."

"Are you hungry?" I asked and kissed her on the forehead.

"I seem to have worked up an appetite," she said as we lay hugging each other close. "Did you plan to propose or was it a spur of the moment thing?" she asked.

"I proposed??" I said and winked at her. 

She whacked me on the arm and looked at me, "I have been thinking about it for a few days now," I said "but wasn't sure if you would accept, so a bit of both really."

"So you thought you would ask me when your cock was buried inside me?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.

"It worked didn't it?" I responded.

"True," she said "now what's the restaurant here like?"

We got dressed and had a wonderful meal in the restaurant with a bottle of champagne to celebrate our engagement. I rang my parents and told them, my dad was really happy and my mum accepting is the best way of putting it. Samantha had rung her mother and came off the phone looking nervous"My family have called a conference and would like to meet you," she said.

I saw the look on her face and she said "It's going to be interesting, you thought your mum was a tough audience wait until you meet my mum and her sisters."

We went to bed and put the TV on and watched a movie, well I say watched a movie but it is quite hard to do that when your head is buried between your fiancée's thighs licking her to a crashing orgasm and then fucking her in 4 different positions, we fell asleep with her last words before sleep took her being "I'm fucked, I'm not going to walk properly for a week."

We got up in the morning having forgot to set an alarm call and just having time for a shower and breakfast before heading home where I moved the rest of my stuff into her house and on the Monday managed to talk the agent into terminating my lease early. Samantha told Mandy that we were engaged and I got a pep talk from Mandy which went something along the lines of "don't fuck up or you'll have me to answer to."

Monday afternoon I had to setup the meeting room for the board meeting Samantha walked in, she was wearing a blue dress and a black jacket over the top, she saw me and closed the meeting room door, and she then locked it from the inside. 

"Hi gorgeous," I said.

"Hi sexy," she replied as she walked over to me and gave me a good old fashioned snog. "We've got 10 minutes before the first people should arrive so do you fancy an office quickie? I'm already so wet thinking about it," she asked.

I kissed her back and then bent her over the board room table and lifted the skirt of her dress onto her back and pulled her knickers to one side, she looked over her should at me as I undid my trousers and let them fall to the floor and then did the same with my boxers, "Fuck me now, you have 3 minutes to come in my pussy," she commanded, I positioned my cock and just pushed in, "God yes, now come in me you bastard," she said and bit her knuckle to stop the panting noises, I really started to pump at her and she kept looking at me over her shoulder, I reached round and stimulated her clit which made her bite her fist harder, she came very quickly and shook under my onslaught as I kept pumping away until the riskiness of it tipped me over the edge and I came inside her pussy. 

She trembled as she felt my come pump inside her, as soon as I finished coming she said "Pull out and get your trousers back on," which I did on unsteady legs, and she pulled her k knickers back and sat down in the chair at the end of the table. I made sure I looked ok and unlocked the door as Mandy walked up to the room, she saw the look on my face and then saw Samantha sitting there looking out of breath and red faced.

"You didn't?" she said. 

"I did," Samantha replied, "His come is dripping out of me as we speak."

"Lucky bitch," Mandy replied just as 2 of the directors walked in and sat down, I finished getting the room ready and left as Samantha said "Thanks for all you've done today."

I got home at about 5:30 and because of the board meeting Samantha got home at nearly 7. "I'm knackered," she said as I made her dinner and sipped at a glass of wine I left out for her. "Thank you for earlier, I always wanted to be bent over and taken at work, something else off my sex bucket list, actually thinking about it there is only 1 that you haven't done for me."

"Oh yeah, what's that?" I asked.

"If you are a good boy you can find out Friday night," she replied with a glint in her eye.

After dinner we sat on the sofa cuddled up and said "Oh yes, there is something I need to do properly."

She was wearing an old Nike tracksuit and I sat knelt between her legs and I pulled out of my pocket a small jewellers box, she looked at me and it and started to cry when I opened it. I had bought her an engagement ring, 18 carat gold with a solitaire diamond, it wasn't huge diamond but the largest I could afford, as I slipped it on her finger she looked at it and smiled, luckily I guessed the size correctly and it fitted. 

She pulled me up and kissed me on the lips and then said "Bed now," in her best MD voice. We walked upstairs hand in hand and undressed as we walked into the bedroom leaving our clothes strewn across the floor. 

She pulled me on to the bed and made me lie on my back and straddled my face and then said "Eat me," which I gladly did, I licked at her clit and lips whilst she held onto the head board until she came shaking and screaming. 

She moved back down my body and kissed me on the lips whilst she stroked my knob. Her hands felt cold and wet and then she said "I've decided that you can complete my bucket list now by fucking my arse," My cock seemed to get harder and I realised she was putting some aloe Vera gel on my cock to ease the passage as it were, she moved down and then turned around asked me to put some gel in her arse hole, I sat behind her and poked some gel in using 1 finger, her arsehole gripped my finger as I worked in the gel, I introduced a second finger put some more gel in, she was whimpering as I did this and saying "slowly please."

I then lubed up my cock and placed it at her arse hole and pushed in slowly. The head then passed the ring and popped in, her head shot back and all she said was "Oh Fuck wait, let me control it," so I didn't move, she then pushed back a little at a time and after about 5 minutes I was fully embedded in her arse, she then started to move back and forward slowly and I slowly did the same, soon we were slowly ass fucking, she reached underneath and started to play with her clit and whispered hoarsely "Fuck me." Being the good boy I am I started to pound into her arse, it was so tight that I came in about 2 minutes and so did she as she was rubbing her clit.

We detached and she said "Thank you apart from losing my virginity you personally have completed all the items on my bucket list," as we hugged, "do you mind though if we only do that occasionally as I'm not sure I really liked it."

"No problem," I replied "anything for my beautiful fiancée," and she looked at the ring on her finger. We went into work the next day separately as normal but a few ladies in the office noticed her ring and she was interrogated with questions like "congratulations, do we get to meet the lucky man?" and "who is he, I didn't know you were seeing anybody," and then "You are bringing him to the Christmas ball aren't you?"

She talked about it when we got home that evening and decided that the Christmas ball would be the best time to go public, but first I was going to meet her family at the weekend.

Saturday morning we drove to Birmingham and this time she did insist on packing an overnight bag as apparently I missed a few essentials out last time and she picked a hotel but wouldn't tell me where. 

We pulled up outside her mum's house and noticed there were a number of other cars on the driveway, "The committee is here," Samantha said as we walked up the front door and it was my turn to squeeze her hand. 

10 seconds after pressing the doorbell a large black lady in her 70's answered the door and Samantha said "Hi Mum, this is Greg."

She was about 5ft 5 inches tall and quite fat, she had on a dress that covered her from neck to toe; she looked me up and down as I held out my hand and said "good to meet you Mrs Drummond."

She did not take it and just said "come in," and showed us into the dining room where there were 2 other ladies who looked a lot like Samantha's mum sitting at the table with a note pad in front of them. 

"Hi Aunt Celia, Aunt Monica," said Samantha and we sat down opposite them as her mum sat down next to the sisters. 

The 3 of them sat opposite us and I clamped onto Samantha's hand as they looked me up and down and started scribbling notes before Celia spoke, "Greg, I understand you wish to marry into this family, why should we allow it?

"Because Samantha is the best thing that ever happened to me and I love her with all my heart and soul," I replied, that got a gentle squeeze of encouragement from Samantha. 

I was then asked my career prospects and salary and then her mum asked the biggie, "Why did you choose a black woman old enough to be your mother?"

"You can't help who you fall in love with," was my reply. 

Just then the door opened and a large black man walked in carrying a shopping bag, "Samantha, how are you?" he asked and hugged her from behind as she sat on the chair. 

"Fine Daddy," she replied, "This is Greg,"

He looked at me and then held out a hand that looked the size of a bear paw and said "Welcome to the family with a big smile, ignore the three amigos they are just trying to scare you," I took his hand and wished I hadn't as I was sure all the bones in it broke when he squeezed it. 

The 3 ladies looked at each other and her mum said "Looks like Ray likes you, so you are in, call me Edna."

Samantha smiled with relief and held my hand as I was properly introduced and then all the ladies started to prepare a meal and Ray asked me to walk in the garden with him. 

"I know you are younger than my girl but she is happy and that is all I worry about, her last relationship was with a guy I never liked and when she dumped him I was really happy, if you ever shit on her, cheat on her and beat her up they will never find your body, is that understood?" he asked.

"Perfectly" I replied.

"Now let's eat," he said and we sat down to a lovely West Indian meal, I didn't know what it was called, but I ate it and it was delicious. 

We left in the early evening and Samantha drove to a hotel near Warwick. The hotel was beautiful and was set in a country park. We got to the room and had views over the park and gardens and the bed was massive, we were both still full from the meal earlier in the day so didn't bother getting something to eat.

I got undressed and lay on the bed wearing only a hotel dressing gown when Samantha emerged from the bathroom, she had on a sheer red floor length chemise and pair of black see through panties.

I lay on the bed with my mouth open and she said "You like?" 

I held out my hand and she walked over to the bed pulling the straps of her shoulders and letting it fall to her waist uncovering her marvellous breasts in the meantime.

She knelt on the edge of the bed and untied my dressing gown and pulled it open and then kissed me open mouthed on the lips, we exchanged tongues as I played with her breasts and she stroked my cock, we stayed like this for a few minutes until I grabbed her and rolled her onto her back and ended up on top of her, "I want you to take me," she said.

I lifted the bottom of the silky chemise and pushed it up to her waist and ripped her knickers off her, ( I later leant she had cut the seams to make it easier) and buried my head in her groin, after a few minutes of licking, sucking and kissing she came with a loud grunt, as she had her eyes closed and was letting the orgasm wash over her I moved up her body lined up my cock and just plunged into her, her eyes went wide open and her hands clawed the bed sheets and her legs wrapped around my thighs and I started to really pound into her. "Take me you fucker, is that all you've got you pussy?" she said so I pounded faster and harder into her. A minute later she started to convulse and said "Yes, that's it, I'm cooooommmmmmmmm iiiinnnnnnnnggggg." I then shot my load inside her and she flung her arms around my neck and held me close as she felt my come splash her insides increasing the intensity of her orgasm. 

"Wow," she said as we calmed down, "that was fucking fantastic," and then felt that my cock hadn't gone soft and I was still gently stroking in and out of her. We then spent the next 30 minutes in multiple positions fucking each other's brains out.




The New MD and the New IT Guy



We fell asleep with me clasping her breast and me telling her how much I love her and can't wait to marry her, she held my hand on her breast like it was the most precious thing in the world. 

A few weeks later was the Christmas ball, I bought a tuxedo and all the accessories and Samantha bought a new dress that I was not allowed to see before the night. She sent everyone home early on the day of the ball so that everyone could get ready, obviously mainly the women as all the men needed to do was shit, shave and shower.

I got dressed and waited for Samantha to come down the stairs and I stood there open mouthed when I saw her. She was wearing a red silky floor length dress that was Grecian in style, it had a strap over one shoulder so she must had a strapless bra on underneath, there was slit in the middle at the front which exposed her nylon clad legs up to her knee as she walked, and she was wearing bright red lipstick as well as her normal classy make up. She walked over to me and closed my mouth with her finger and said "Will I do?"

"You can wear that again," I said, "Just so I can take it off you, you look the belle of the ball" as she held my hand and did a twirl.

"Well thank you kind sir and you scrub up ok yourself," she replied.

"I plan on walking in with your arm and arm and not letting go all night, I think people might then twig who my sexy and hunky fiancé is then," she said. 

The taxi I had booked arrived and as the do was being held in a country hotel just outside of town I had booked a room, Samantha told me she had packed something special that she would wear just for the 2 of us later and I was not to drink too much as she had plans for me as soon as we could politely leave. 

We held hands and as soon as we arrived and I checked us into the room and put the bag in the room before I met her in reception where she talking to Mandy. I walked up behind her and placed an arm around her and she melted into me and then she looped her arm through mine and said "Let's do this," and kissed me full on the lips just as some people from work walked through reception and gawped at the display of affection which I magnified by patting her bum. 

Mandy rolled her eyes and went looking for her husband who she reckoned was probably at the bar already. We walked into the hall and a few people gawped and some congratulated us and some of the women looked at me and then Samantha and said lucky bitch whilst giving their fat older husbands a sideway glance. 

We spent the whole evening in physical contact, be it holding hands or arms lopped through arms and when she gave the speech which she ended by saying that on our wedding day the whole office would have the day off, which prompted a large cheer and cries of congratulations. 

We snuck away about 10:30 and went straight to the room where she asked me to unzip her dress and revealed she was wearing a red and black lacy Basque with hold ups and no knickers, "I felt naughty all evening knowing that I was going to surprise you with this, now let me fuck you as I wanted to do all evening," she pulled my jacket off, removed my tie and shirt and pulled my trousers down, she then pulled my boxers down and sucked my cock into her mouth. 

She pulled back and said "Come in my mouth my young stud," and then gobbled my cock back into her mouth and soon had me on the edge of ecstasy with her wonderful technique.

"I'm going to come," I announced and she deep throated me as the come poured our of my cock and down her throat, she held me up by my arse cheeks as my legs went all wobbly until she was sure she had all my come and then released my cock and pushed me backwards onto the bed. She straddled me and took my still hard cock all the way inside her as I reached up and found the zip at the front of the Basque, and unzipped it half way which was enough to feel and cup her breasts as she was grinding herself on me.

"I love you Greg Green," she hissed through her teeth as she felt an orgasm rising within her and then started to shake as it ripped through her and I let her collapse on me started to move my cock in and out of her as she did so.

"I adore you Samantha Drummond and always will," I whispered in her ear and she then turned her head and we began kissing whilst my cock was slowly sawing in and out of her pussy. We stayed like that for a few minutes until she announced "Coming on your big fat cock," and I held her and kissed through another orgasm. 

I was by now starting to feel the tingle and started to really move in and out of her from below, she started to grunt on each stroke and whispered in my ear "I want your come in me," and started to really move her hips in time with my thrusts. I rolled us over and pounded her from on top as I felt her silky material coated legs rub against my arse and thighs, "I'm coming again join me," she said in my ear and started a high pitched wail as she felt my come paint her insides, "Yes, you beautiful man," she screamed.

We separated as she was now needing to get the toilet and I lay on my back on the bed as she walked back in, she removed the Basque but left the hold ups on and cuddled me on the bed and we kissed until we both fell asleep.

I woke up at 7 the next morning to find her mashing her groin against my face and so I licked her to an early morning orgasm and then she moved down my body and impaled herself on my morning glory, and then rode herself to another crashing orgasm when my cock deposited a large amount of come inside her clutching pussy.

We had a shower and decided on an early breakfast so we could get home and start planning the wedding and honeymoon.

We got married 9 months later and had a honeymoon in Mexico. 15 years later at her retirement party were enacted the night of the Christmas ball and despite her hair now being all grey and her body not being as firm as it used to be she is still my sexy, gorgeous, beautiful wonderful wife.



The New Me



Gail hated to go to work anymore, every day was very stressful. Ever since the company had gone public on the stock exchange. You never knew if it would be your last day, with all the cut backs that happened every week. It had been a bad year for her. One of the reasons was her husband of 15 years had left for a younger female. It seems the wave of the future because the company she worked for was weeding out all the older employees for younger people that would work for less money. At the beginning of the year she worked with four very close friends that were her age and they had been laid off two weeks ago.

“Oh fuck it!”

Gail tossed the long skirt back into the closet and grabbed a skirt that would be about mid thighs.

“If those young girls were able to keep their jobs showing more skin. Well I will show more also.”

Since her husband had left, she started going to the gym on a regular basis. When she first started working out, it seems like she was a ghost since none of the men working out even noticed her. However she had noticed more glances her way latly, now that she was thirty pounds lighter. Her attire at the gym had also changed. No more baggy sweat outfits for her. She was very comfortable in the tight tops and form fitting shorts. A firm younger looking body now stared back at her in the mirror. Her dress size had gone from a thirteen to a size four. Some of her friends had even thought she had a breast augmentation.

She looked into the mirror. “Yes now this skirt does look better but I think thigh high stockings might even help.” She giggled.

As Gail walked to her desk, she noticed Steve giving her body a good look from top to bottom. Steve was one of the new younger executives that was in charge of their department. As she sat at her desk, she noticed his eyes on the black stockings. She smiled to herself and crossed her legs, allowing just a glimpse of the dark band on the tops of her thigh highs. She removed her jacket and hung it on the back of the chair, glancing down to check the third button that she forgot to button on purpose. Just a hint of the black bra could be seen, that is if you made it past the cleavage.

Just a couple of minutes before noon, Steve walked up.

“Gail may. I see you in my office, please?”

“Sir, it is my lunch hour.”

“I think this is more important than lunch, Gail.”

Before I could say anything he just turned and walked into his office.

“What an asshole.” She murmured. 

As she walked into the office, Steve was leaning against the front of his desk.

“Please have a seat.” He motioned toward the chair sitting in front of him.

When she looked up to his eyes, they didn’t meet. His eyes were burning a hole into the exposed cleavage and slowly moving down to the stockings.

“Sir, you wanted to talk to me?” Interrupting his invading stare.

“Yes. Gail, It was my intention to let you go today.”

“But!” She started.

“Please let me finish Gail. Well I noticed a new you today, I can’t put my finger on it but there is something different.” His eyes moved to my thighs. So I adjusted in the seat to show more exposed skin. “You are projecting yourself as quite as asset, so I’m in heavy thought about what to do.”

“Sir, I think you noticed my new outfit. Just between you and me, I picked it out with you in mind.” I leaned foreword slightly to accent my cleavage. “I thought you might need to see my full qualifications before you had to do more cutbacks.” I placed my hand on his bulging pants. “I know you have a hard job here, you are the new guy and they want you to do all the firing.”

My Hand rubbed his bulge even harder, I could feel his cock growing from the touch.

“Oh yes a very hard job. I bet you have so much pent of stress that you could just bust with the slightest amount pleasure.” I licked my lips as my eyes met his. “Couldn’t you Steve?”

I undid the bun and released my long flowing red hair and at the same time quickly unzipped his pants which fell down around his ankles. I pulled his boxers down and a fair sized cock sprung into view. I lean forwards and sucked the entire cock deep into my mouth. I know that was one thing my ex missed. I was able to deep throat his 8" shaft whenever he wanted. I bobbed my head a few times on his cock, which to my disappointment didn’t grow more. The I released it with a loud smacking sound.

“You know Steve I have been thinking also!”

“About wh..”

“Please let me finish Steve.” Cutting him off just like he did to me. “I think that you need to let the new girl go. That way you can give me a good raise.” I dove back into his crotch and swallowed his cock in one motion. I sucked it hard and fast for a few minutes. “That is unless she can suck cock as good as I can?”

“Wha, Wha, what ever you want Gail, just please don’t stop!” 

I ran my finger tips over his balls as I sucked him faster. I hummed as I sucked to increase his pleasure. I made extra slurping sounds so he would think that his cock was filling my mouth. I cupped his balls tighter in my hand. Thinking it is nice to have the boss by the balls. I increased the pressure on his balls and was awarded with a mouth full of hot cum. Not wanting to stain my new outfit I swallowed every drop. I continued sucking him until his soft cock fell from my mouth. Then leaned back in my chair.

“Holy shit Gail, that was the best blow job I ever had. Now how about you stripping and lets get down to some fucking!”

“Now Steve, you can’t have it all. When I see the new girl with a pink slip and the raise on my paycheck. I will be back in this office with any opening available.” 

I smiled as I got up and walked to the door.

“Oh, by the way I think I will take the rest of the day off.” “Do you mind Steve?”

I left work with a new attitude that day, now I was heading to the gym. I wanted to see if I could get any other raises today. 



The New Me



I walked into Victoria's Secret with almost $500 dollars in my purse and anger in my mind. My boyfriend, Brad, had just dumped me because he told me I didn't dress sexy enough or show my body off like other girls. Worst part is he had never offered to buy me some sexy lingerie or clothes. I figured I would show him a thing or two. As I walked in the store a nice looking girl with sassy red hair came out to greet me. 

"Hello and welcome to Victoria's. I'm Amy and if there is anything I can help you with just ask." Amy told me.

I told her I was looking to spice up my lingerie wardrobe. She informed me that she they had many great sexy items that might be of interest to me. So, for the next hour or so Amy helped me pick out and try on tons of different lingerie. Mostly different bras but I also tried on some corsets; bustier, different panties and some night wear as well. When I was satisfied on a number of items I had Amy ring them up and I headed down the mall to my favorite store, Branded, a western wear store.

I went in and picked out a few pairs of low rise jeans and some tops that I had never considered, low cut and super tight. I might be going for a new look but I wanted to keep my cowgirl image, now we would just be a hot sexy cowgirl. 

Thirty minutes and 4 complete outfits later I finally walked out of the mall to my truck. One thing I figured I had that all the boys wanted was my truck, a 1995 Chevy 4x4 with pipes and nerf bars and a lift kit. What can I say it's the Cowgirl in me? It was late when I got home so I quickly put all my things away said good night to my mother and father and headed back to my bedroom for bed. 

Waking up at my usual 5 am I put on my spandex running shorts and blue sports bra, along with sock and my running shoes and headed out the door for my morning run, 3 mile loop around our block, country roads. I had never gone running with just the spandex shorts and sports bra but figured if Brad wanted me to be sexier I was going to do it full time. I got a little look from my mother as I headed out but she had always let me be my own person so she just smiled and said have a nice run honey. 

Soaked in sweat and breast heaving up and down, I made the last turn into the driveway and slowed down to a fast pace walk. My nipples were clearly hard as they strained against my sports bra. I did my cool down and head for the shower, time to get ready for school. While in the shower I thought that my new sexy panties didn't look that great with pubic hair sticking out so I took a bit longer and shaved every last hair off my pussy. I took a look in the mirror and thought my large pouty lips looked very sexy indeed. 

Once back in my room I selected a tiny black v-string and red front clasp bra for my 36D's. A tight pull over top that barely covered my belly button, low rise jeans and my black Tony Lama boots rounded out my attire for the day. I got my hair in a ponytail and out the door I went and off to school. All day long guys' eyes were on me and everyone seemed to like my new style. Everyone knew of my break up and figured that was part of my revenge.

Debbie, who was about the most popular girl in school came up too me and told me she loved my look. "Sexy and Sassy" was her definition and I couldn't have agreed more with her. She said that although I was on my way to being super sexy she would help me widen my wardrobe a bit more. So Thursday night I was off to the mall again, this time with Debbie.

At 7pm she pulled in the driveway with her Mustang (daddy bought) and I quickly jumped in. I had wore low rise jeans, thong, button up blouse and bra and of course my boots. Debbie however, had chosen a white tank top that did nothing to conceal the red lace bra underneath and the black skirt barely covered the top of her hold ups stockings and she had on black knee boots as well. 

"Wow you look super sexy," I told her.

"You just wait, you will have some outfits like this and maybe even go a bit naughty," she said as she lifted her skirt to revel her smooth bald pussy. I bout died right there.

"You are not wearing any panties, "I gasped. I couldn't believe someone would go without panties. 

Friday night at the party.

I felt a bit self consious walking into the frat party that Debbie had brought us to, mostly due to what Debbie had bought for me to wear. Black pleated skirt that barely covered my small ass, white satin 1/2 cup bra and super tight pull over low cut top(low enough you could see the top of the 1/2 cup bra) and black knee boots. I took her advice and opted not to wear panties, felt very open indeed. All eyes were on us as we walked in and I am sure all the guys were thinking, "Wow two sexy sluts for the taking". I wasn't a slut but the thought did turn me on however.

It didn't take too many beers to loosen me up and finally a dark haired guy bout 5 foot 7 came up and introduced himself as Dan. He was a business major and had grown up on a farm out in central Iowa. It didn't' take too long for him to ask me to go up to his bedroom. The alcohol in me said sure. lol His room was typical for a college boy, half naked chicks covered the wall and PLAYBOY and some other girly magazines lay in piles here and there. 

"Don't pay any attention to them posters, you are much sexier than they are," Dan said. "Is that your way of telling me you want to see me like that," I asked with an alcohol induced smile. 

His hand reached up under my skirt as he leaned into kiss me. Once he found my bare pussy he slowly slid two fingers inside and worked them in and out, making me wetter still. My hands worked his pants and once undone they were, along with his boxers, slid to the floor. His 7" cock was out and already hard. With one hand I started stroking it for him; mind you we hadn't broken the kiss yet. His other free hand found its way inside my top and bra and played with my "girls". He worked me over pretty good with his fingers, almost to the point of making me cum. Hell my ex hadn't ever been able to do that while fucking me. Finally he removed his hand and pulled his shirt off and lay down on the bed.

"Why don't you get that top off so you can get on top and get off." He suggested to me.

The top and bra came off, letting him for the first time see my boobs. His eyes bulged and he licked his lips. Just like a dog waiting for a bone. With my knee boots and skirt still on I crawled onto the bed and straddled him, just above his cock. Slowly I knelt down until the tip of his cock rubbed the outer folds of my soaking pussy, then I lowered myself down his shaft until I bottomed out. The feeling was awesome, soaking wet and full of rock hard cock. I leaned down until my nipples brushed his chest and started working his cock in and out of my pussy. I kept up that slow pace until I could feel him tense up and the look in his eyes told me he was ready to cum. Arching up, I took a good hold with my legs and went to town on his cock, rocking wildly back and forth. My hair was flying and boobs bouncing, he was in heaven and so was I. My own orgasm was building and I wasn't about to stop until I came as well. 

"Come on slut, make me cum, come on," he screamed as I went for all I could.

I kept the fast pace up until he blew his load deep inside me and the warm sensation it sent through my body was enough to trigger my own orgasm and I let out a cry.

"OH FUCK YES, YES" I yelled as I collapsed into him.

Some time later

"Oh, god your tongue feels great in my pussy," I moaned to who I thought was Dan. When I opened my eyes I saw a mass of dark wavy hair between my legs and another blonde guy jacking off near my face. 

"Here suck on this slut," Blondie said as he shoved his cock in my mouth. 

He rammed his cock deep in my mouth, almost making me gag. I backed away a bit and started sucking it while his buddy continued to eat my pussy. "Blondie" took a handful of my hair and helped me suck his cock. All at once though he pulled out and grabbed his cock and started jerking off. The first launch of cum landed on my nose and many more followed, into my hair and face and boobs. His buddy got up from my pussy and jacked himself off onto my face and boobs as well. 

"That was a great blow job baby."

"Your pussy was awesome also, come around again sometime"

With that said they both dressed and out the door they went leaving me in a on the bed and covered in cum. I rolled out of the bed and found my top but not my bra, oh well. I pulled the top on and went down stairs to find Debbie. She was at the Kitchen table drinking and chatting with a bunch of guys, I could still see a bit of cum in her cleavage, knowing she had just finished with one or more of them. 

"Yall ready to go?" I asked her

"Yes we need to head home." She said as she got up from the chair. 

On the way home we traded stories of each of our nights and once I was home I leaned over and gave her a big hug telling her thanks for taking me with her. Quietly I made my way up stairs and into my bed room. I kicked my boots and skirt off and crawled into bed. 

"God that was a blast." (No pun intended)

Lila

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