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The Night

By: bodacious barbie



It had been many months since the demise of my last relationship, and the forced isolation it had brought was beginning to take its toll. It seems that when relationships end so do many friendships. I had thrown myself into my work at the local library, working long hours to escape the pain that was my constant companion. Earlier that evening I had watched a couple enter the library, their joy at living struck me hard. My inner voice queried me as to the value of my seclusion from the world. I came to the conclusion that my life needed to go on. I went on about my job the rest of the evening as my mind ticked away...tomorrow, my life must change. I am too young and too full of life to live as a reference librarian, whose only joy was musty copies of old magazines. 

That night as I filed the returns, I decided tomorrow, I must return to the world of the living and begin to enjoy all that it holds 

As I returned to my apartment, I looked around. I promptly went to my bedroom and began to undress. As I began to unbutton the high necked blouse, one that a matron might wear...my mind fluttered to the memory of the pleasure I used to take as I dressed in the sexy black and frilly things. As I shed the blouse and let it fall to the floor, I could see in the mirror the shiny satin of my bra and mused at how such an "old" blouse could contain such clothing. My hands fell to the zipper at the back of my A-line skirt and deftly lowered the fastener. As the skirt whispers to the floor, again I am taken aback as I gaze at the high cut panty of the same glistening material as the bra. To myself I ask "how did I become this stranger?"

I padded off to the bathroom and draw a hot bath, adding scent to the water. As the bath fills, my bra and panties are flung to the hamper that sits in the corner. I stand in front of the full length mirror that is the shower/tub door, gazing at my body--it has been too long since it has known pleasure. As I stand in front of the mirror...my hands begin to caress the flesh that once echoed such excitement and flush. I notice that my nipples grow hard as I stared at myself in the mirror, shadows of my former being struggling to come to the surface. My hand snakes down to the well manicured mound caressing the skin that now burns with the need of human touch. 

As I slip into the bath and the warm, sweet water envelops me...my eyes close and I remember the passion that this body once aroused in others. As I lay in the steaming bath I promise the person long hidden that she shall soon return. As the water cools, I rise from the bath and towel myself off, taking great care to stroke each part of my body...allowing them to come alive. As I walk out of the bathroom my head swims with excitement, tomorrow I will rejoin those who live. Turning back the sheets upon my king size bed and slipping my fragrant and naked body between the satin sheets, I drift off to sleep as my head remembers all that I am.

As I wake late in the day, I make some coffee and read the local newspaper...there is a new bar opening tonight...I will go. I pad naked to my closet and open...searching in the back for my "old" clothes. There in the back are my boots, my vinyl dresses and all my previous trappings. The trappings that made men stop and fantasize. I reach to the very back and retrieve the tight black latex dress, the one that hugs every curve of my amply endowed body. This should be perfect for the opening of the Dark Desires Bar. 

I select the boots that hug my thighs, the garter and stockings that will caress my thighs. Hanging them on the hook behind the door, I once again sway into the living room. I stretch my body out on the couch and begin the ritual of my manicure...as my excitement grows for the night to come...I slowly transform myself from the librarian to the vixen. I paint my nails a brilliant red, and as the polish dries my head falls back against the cushion...remembering all the nights of passion that this body used to stir and will stir again tonight. 

My polish finally dried, I realize that there are still a few hours until the opening..."what to do?" Once again my hands flutter to my freshly shaven mound, beginning to caress as I awaken my body. My fingers slip between my folds and capture my clit...rubbing it lightly as I watch my nipples respond to the unseen touch. My fingers stroke lightly at my lips that thirst for pleasure. A single finger snakes its way into my tunnel and an audible gasp slips from my lips. "So long..." 

I mutter, but no more will I deny myself the pleasure. The fingers of my free hand slip to my breast as the other slips into my wetness. My fingers now coated with my own juices as my tunnel clutches at the intrusion, my hips begin to rock to the fingers. My nipples now hard and aching feel my fingers grasp them and twist them lightly...my eyes watching as shadows of a former me surface. My moans fill the room as surely as my finger fills my tunnel. 

My entire body alive and screaming for the sweet release that it has been long denied. The hips that once moved over cock now move over my hand...my moans growing louder with each penetration. I feel the tremors of orgasm building as my one finger builds to two...then three... As my body rocks and quakes on my fingers a guttural moan rips from me as my pussy sputters around my fingers, my other hand now clutching at my breast. I lay there, spent, for some 20 minutes, then rise and shower...taking great care to ensure that my body is smooth and fragrant... 

As I begin to dress for the first evening of the rest of my new life...my fingers caress the latex dress and boots that have sat to long in the back of my closet. Choosing to wear nothing beneath the dress, I attach the garter and slip the stockings up my now smooth, soft fragrant legs. Attaching the clasps to the tops of the stockings, I stand to look at myself. I still have it! I take the thigh boots and slip the soft leather over my calves, again standing to look at the effect. My hands wander to the dress that I have long not worn. I slip the rubbery dress over my head and tug it into place, its hem stopping just above the lace cuff of my stocking. 

As I slowly pull the zipper up and feel the latex caress my breasts, I notice that my hardened nipples are clearly visible through the tight rubber. Tugging the zipper back down slightly so that the deep cleavage of my breasts will be visible to all who even glance at me. Choosing a simple choker to complete my ensemble and smiling softly at the effect. Dabbing some scent between my now lifted breasts. Perfect!! 

I walk to the living room and pick up my handbag...turning to dim the lights. I walk out the door and turn to lock it. The lecherous old man across the hall leering as his hand slips beneath his robe. After catching his actions in the corner of my eye, I turn to him and smile mischievously...and head for the world that awaits.

As the taxi pulls up outside the bar, I notice the long line of people waiting to enter. My ex's friend Darius checks the ID of those standing in line. As I alight from the taxi...he sees me. The look on his face, something I will remember forever. I can almost hear his thoughts. "Is this Brad's Larrissa? My god, look at her!" He makes his way to me and motions me into the bar as he presses a note to my hand and smiles. Once in the doors, I gaze at the black and red decor, all the while Darius' note burning in my hand. I unfold the small note. It reads..."Larrissa...meet me by the office door at 11:30 pm." A wicked smile slips across my face. I will meet him! 

As the music pounds though the bar...my body begins to feel the music...moving sensuously, the music and idea of Brad's friend arousing me. I wander my way to the bar and order a drink...as I reach into my bag to pay for the drink the bartender informs me "your drinks are paid for" as he points to a sexy Darius standing by the door. 

A sinful smile creeps across my face as I smile in Darius' direction and nod as I raise the small note still clutched in my hand. The night rages on as does the music and my state of excitement grows. I glance at my watch, it's 11:25. I make my way through the crowd, feeling the gazes of many whom I'm sure can both see and smell my arousal. Stopping outside the office door and leaning against the wall, adjusting my rubbery dress and tugging the zipper a little lower. What seems like an hour is only 5 minutes and a handsome and mesmerized Darius appears. He takes me by the hand and leads me outside the bar's back door to the secluded alley. 

I manage to ask "How have you been Darius, its been a long time since I have seen or heard from you?" 

I can see the desire written in his eyes as they travel over my body. "I've been so busy lately Larrissa," as a sly grin shines from his face. I slowly reach my hand out to his chest, outlining his well defined muscles. I feel him stir at my touch. Looking down I can see that my touches have done what I sought, his cock now rages in his jeans. I lean close to kiss him on the cheek as my nipples poking the latex brush against him. 

I feel him tense as my taut nipples brush him. I reach for his hand and bring it to the slippery material that covers my breasts..."touch me, Darius, I know you want to." My hand gravitates to his now raging hard on and I caress him through his jeans, feeling his cock jump as my pussy throbs. I fumble with the buttons of his jeans and finally manage to free him as his hands roam freely over my breasts. 

Slowly I lower myself so that my lips are even with his freed and hard cock. I take the shaft in my hands as my head lowers to the purple head...kissing, sucking and nipping lightly. His gasps and moans echo in the emptiness of the alley. My lips slowly and deftly slip over his rock hard, ever-growing cock. As I bury my lips over his shaft, I feel his hand slip to my head as he guides me over him. 

My lips tighten around his shaft as his moans of pleasure grow. I lightly scrape my teeth over his cock and I taste the sudden sweetness of his precum. As my lips work him he manages one word and one word only -- "Larrissa." I feel his hands tangle in my hair as he attempts to draw me up to him. I stand my ground and continue to suck his cock. I revel in the knowledge that he is my puppet. Sensing that he is close to cumming, I stand up. As I do, I tug the zipper on my dress the rest of the way down. 

I raise one of my breasts to his lips, knowing he longs to suckle them...he always wanted my breasts. I tug the hem of my dress up over my hips...revealing to him my shaved mound. Dragging his shocked hand to my pussy and grinding it into the wet folds...moaning loudly as his fingers press against my throbbing clit. My hand grasps his cock and begins to stroke him. "God this is too easy." I slowly and catlike remove my body from his. I press my naked breasts against the cold brick of the building, he moves without a word behind me. I feel his hard cock as it slips over my exposed ass. Parting my legs as he searches for the honey tunnel that he knows must now be wet and wanton. I feel the swollen head of his cock pressing at my entrance. 

I press back hard taking all of his stiff cock into my pussy and clenching onto it. This simple action causes Darius to lose control and slam into my pussy, grating my nipples against the cold brick. Our moans and the noises made as our bodies collide echo through the air for all who are passing on the other side of the fence to hear. His hands slip between my body and the wall, grasping and pawing at my breasts. His cock rams into me over and over as his full balls bang against my wet slit. 

He is so close I can feel him twitching in me...to add to it I clamp my tunnel muscles hard onto his shaft. A growl screams from his lips as his cock rears and plunges into me again. My own pussy drenching my thighs as he impales himself into me. His grasp on my breasts tightens, as a long animalistic moan unfolds from him and he pumps my pussy full of his hot thick white cum. As he shudders in me I fight to contain myself. 

As he slowly withdraws from my cum filled pussy...he whispers, "Larrissa...god I have always wanted you." I move from him and tug my dress down in a rather slow way, allowing him to see his cum as it trickles down my thighs...I tug the zipper up far enough to contain my breasts but not hide them. 

I turn to Darius and smile the same mischievous smirk I gave the neighbour. "Darius, its been nice to see you again...give my regards to Brad." 

I turn and walk away, Darius' cum swimming in my pussy and a grin of satisfaction in my eyes and on my lips. Muttering aloud, "welcome back Larrissa."

The Night



He sat comfortably in the corner chair of the room. He was still dressed from work, though his shirt was unbuttoned to his stomach and pulled free of his pants waistband. With hooded lust-filled eyes, he watched as she walked toward him. The sheer, pastel pink baby doll looked just as he had imagined it would...shaping her full breasts and swaying around her curvy hips, barely covering her cunt and ass. 

He opened his legs to allow her between them, but instead of raising his eyes to her face, he watched her body, watched the effect his gaze had on her...the way her nipples stood out against the thin material...the way her breasts quivered...the way her thighs clenched and unclenched against the moisture he knew was gathering between them. 

He reached out his hand, trailing a finger along the outer curve of her hip, moving from one to the other across her smooth puss. He could feel her heat, could hear her breathing stop as he would pass by that place of immense pleasure. Slowly he sat up on the edge of the chair, allowing his hand to reach around her hips to her ass, feeling the twin globes through the soft fabric. She was beautiful…passionate…erotic. 

And she was his for however long he wanted her. 

While still caressing her bottom, he let his gaze travel up to her face. It was flushed, her beautiful green eyes were closed and her mouth open and inviting.

“Give me your mouth,” he growled. 

To kiss her was what he wanted most in that moment. His tongue glanced across her lips, hinting at her, daring her to take it. She used her own tongue to inflame him, touching his with fire until he couldn't stand it and fully opened his mouth under hers, sliding his tongue deep, tasting her, giving her the taste of him. She tried to put her arms around his neck, but he caught her by the wrists and held her hands together between them. 

When he pulled his mouth from hers, he stood towering over her. 

"Are you sure about this?" 

She looked up into his eyes. He wanted her, wanted her this way, but he was giving her the final word. With a smile meant to enrapture, she nodded and extended her arms, her wrists still clasped in his hands.

With his own smile, wicked and sensual he led her to his antique brass bed. His lips were gentle as he brushed them over the top of her head, then helped her crawl onto the mattress, into the center, and with tender care replaced his hands with the cool metal of handcuffs. She was facing the brass headboard on her knees, which were slightly spread. He moved to the foot of the bed, and began unfastening his pants, freeing his engorged cock to the sultry heat of the room. 

From his angle, he could see between her legs, see the glistening arousal that seeped down her inner thighs and his cock grew another inch. He crawled up to kneel behind her, running his hands up her lingerie to fondle her breasts, her belly, her cunt. She was dripping in his hand, her heat and her scent driving him mad. He brought his fingers to his lips and, admonishing her to watch, he licked her juices from his flesh, closing his eyes and savoring the sexy taste of her. 

He heard her groan, opened his eyes, and looked at her...her eyes were dilated, her mouth slack and full, her body flushed...she was so sexy to him and the position she was in titillated his erotic mind. Pushing up the sheer fabric to expose her smooth rounded ass cheeks, he grasped her around the hips and helped to lower her upper body closer to the bed, angling her ass in the air. 

Sliding in closer behind her, he rubbed his cock between the folds of her pussy, teasing her clit, drawing little gasps of pleasure from her. She moved her hips back towards him, wanting him inside her. He smiled, a naughty curl of the lips, and leaned into her, sliding inside her warmth, and sat there motionless, reveling in the sensation of being one with this woman.

After moments of pure bliss, he pulled out, to both his and her dismay, though what he had planned would make up for any agony of loss that they felt right then. He heard her whimper and with fiery strokes of his cock against her clit and soothing caresses on her backside, she quieted and relaxed again.

He grasped the cheeks of her ass, spreading them, seeing her tight pink/brown button, and painful lust racked his body. He had dreamed of taking her this way, gently and passionately. With one final draw on her wet flesh, he moved his cock to the crack of her ass, lubricating her tiny button with her own juices. 

He felt her tense. 

"No, girl, just relax," his voice was a husky whisper. 

It took a few moments, but she did as he said, and he proceeded to insert his cock into her ass. With slow, gentle rocking motions of his hips, inch by inch, he slid into her tight, virgin passage. With nearly every movement, she whimpered with his size and tightened her hold on one of the brass bars on the headboard and he would stop, allowing her body to adjust, then he would move in a little more. As he seated himself deep within her, his fingers toyed with her clit, every so often, slipping inside liquid heat. 

She was so tight, and he knew she must feel so full, so stretched, but the feeling was intense, electrifying. After moments of stillness, she began moving her hips back against him, telling him silently that she wanted him to move. Slowly at first, then with more thrust and power. As his cock slid in and out of her ass, his fingers pumped furiously at her cunt, drawing her juices out of her. 

It was hot; ass fucking this incredible, nearly naked woman, while he himself was still dressed in his daily clothes. He could feel her inner muscles tensing, ready for release, and with relish, he moved in her, pumping both openings, leaning over her, and fixing his mouth to her shoulder. 

Tenderly at first he planted little love bites on her skin, but as their climaxes got closer to the peak, he bit harder. She stiffened…her muscles tightening around his fingers and his cock like a vice…and exploded, screaming her orgasm and he followed suit, pulling her hips into his body, pouring the essence of himself deep into her, biting down on her soft skin, sure to leave a mark. 

Moments later, he pulled his fingers from inside her as her contractions subsided and slowly pulled his cock from her ass. Reaching up to undo the handcuffs with his cum filled hand, he trailed her juices up her arm drawing her back against his chest, wrapping his strength around her and holding her still quivering body close. 

He was at peace. He was in heaven. He was hers. 

© 2000 sBelle All Rights Reserved



The Night



It started out as a quiet Saturday. I was laying in the living room watching television and enjoying the fact that nobody was home. Clicking through the channels I found a interesting movie. It was the usual guy flick. Full of explosions and half dressed women. After about 20 minutes of this I started feeling the urges and the heat in my sweats. Looking at the clock it would be about a hour before my sister got home and about 2 before Mom. So I decided to take care of the throbbing of my cock. 

I took out my hot throbbing cock and slowly slid a finger around the opening. Running my precum up and down my shaft. Closing my eyes I could see my sister and her friend standing before me. Their shirts were open to allow me to see their hot young breasts pressing against the thin fabric of their bras. Pumping my hard cock without mercy I imagined my sister taking me in her mouth, sucking me deep. While her friend sucked on my hot balls and gently pushed on my ass. 

I was so close to cumming, my cock expanded in my hand and right as I was about to feel the release of my cum I heard the key opening the door. Quickly I covered myself up and tried to slow my breathing. Kim (my sister) and her friend Angela decided to come home early from school. Just my luck they had to get there when I needed so badly to shoot my load. I could feel the pain in my sack as my body fought to push the hot jism out. Kim walked into the living room and just glared at me. Judging by the look on her face I could imagine she knew what I had been doing but at that time chose to ignore me and continue to her room without saying a word. 

Angela however, looked at me with a lustful grin and told me hello before walking to join my sister in her room. They both looked so hot. Angela was in a short black miniskirt with black panty hose and a white blouse. Just under that I could tell she was in a white lacy bra that from the looks of it was a front clasp. She swung her hips a little more than she needed to as she walked away. Pausing at the door to give me another sly grin before disappearing. Feeling the heat in my crotch I wasted no time getting myself to the bathroom and cleaned up. Just the thought of seeing those two nearly made me shoot in my sweats. As soon as I felt I had myself under control I went back to my position on the couch. I had just gotten covered back up when the two girls made their way back through the living room. I judged from their conversation that Angela had to go home and was upset at not being able to stay longer. 

She looked at me in passing and gave my covered crotch a hard start before saying bye. I smiled and said bye and waited for Kim to walk her out to her car before I slipped my cock out again. I thrust my hand down on my pole again. Thinking of the sight of Angela fine ass. I knew I wouldn't be able to cum before Kim got back but at least I could make things a little better for myself. I gave myself a few more tugs and then slipped my cock back in my jeans as I heard Kim coming to the door. I assumed the position of watching TV again and ignored her stare as she walked through the room. I watched her as she walked away. 

She was in a pair of snug jeans that hugged her ass and hips well. Her top was almost a match for Angela's. However I could tell that she had removed her bra sometime after she had gotten home. That was just like her. She was enough of a tomboy that she hated being reminded that she was a girl. I smiled as I watched her ass move in a fashion that was all too feminine. As she rounded the corner to her room she turned to flash a quick look in my direction. I turned to the TV again just as she was about to catch me watching her. That was close I though.

There was no reason for me to make my thoughts obvious. She closed her door and I sighed. Well no need wasting a good orgasm just because she was home. I flicked the remote to shut the tube off and headed to the computer room. Maybe I thought to myself, I could find a good story or two on the internet and get my self off before mom got home. I sat and found just what I needed a story of a girl getting herself off and pictures to add to the illusion. I imagined my sister in the other room laying on her bed stroking her hot pussy lips while she rubbed her nice 36C breasts. I was looking at the pics and stroking my now wet cock hard when I caught movement from the corner of my eye. I lost myself in my orgasm. 

Hot cum running down my fingers with every pulse of my cock. I turned to look at the door and noticed it was cracked where it had been closed before. I checked the clock and new it had not been Mom. She wasn't due home for another 30 minuets. I Guessed my sister had tried to come check her email and found me getting off to the computer. I smiled to myself and I watch the cum run down my fingers. I figured she got a good show and I got the good cum so I would just let it be. After cleaning my mess I retired to my room to finish my studies and prepare for the next day. Mom arrived home and greeted me with a hug before telling me it was time for dinner and that I should come to the table. 

I agreed and followed her. The rest of the night was uneventful except for the looks I got from Kim. She glanced at me when she thought I wasn't looking and I noticed her glances were towards my crotch. Thinking she might have liked what she saw, I started getting hard again. I excused myself to go to bed for the night and headed for my room. Once I had gotten undressed I found the pair of silk panties that I had taken from my sisters collection and started rubbing my hard cock. 

Thinking of her stares as I brought myself off with another huge orgasm before slipping into sleep. I woke to something pulling at the panties now thoroughly stuck to my cock with my dried cum. I barely opened my eyes to see Kim’s startled face in the dim light. I opened my eyes wide as I finally figured out that this was not a dream. I stuttered while trying to explain what I was doing. The whole time she was just looking at my growing hardon wrapped in her silky underwear. "I'm sorry Kim. Please don’t be mad and oh please don't tell Mom!" she just smiled as she wrapped her fingers around my throbbing member. "Oh my dear brother, why would I tell Mom when we could have so much fun together? I can see that you are hard for me. Do you like the feel of my panties against your hard cock? I know you were jacking off today when I got home. Were you doing that thinking of me to?" I stammered looking for words but none came. I only smiled an nodded my head yes and she slowly stroked my cock.

"Would you like to stroke that cock against my hot pussy? I will let you have my panties I have on if you want to my hot brother.” I smiled and said yes. She stood slowly and removed her shirt. I watched at her young breasts stood proud out from her body. Her black Victoria Secrets panties clung to her hot pussy like a wet towel. I watched as she slowly removed them and brought them up to my nose. The scent of her wet cunt was almost too much as she smiled and pressed them to my nose. She smiled as she pressed her pussy against my hard cock. 

I could feel her wet pussy lips against my hot cock. The feel of her pubic hair gliding against me. I reached up with my hands to her hard nipples. She moaned and pressed herself into me harder. "Ohh" she moaned softly as I pulled her nipples. Before I knew what was happening she had moved her pussy up to my mouth. I licked her hot slit from her clit to her ass. Tasting my young sisters hot body. I moaned as I felt her hand start stroking my cock with her panties. "She looked down at me as I continued to suck and finger her hot holes. Smiling she said "Oh you like that don’t you dear brother. Would you like to have these closer to you?" I answered her by sucking her clit and lips hard into my mouth.

"I take that as a yes, here lift your legs.” Not knowing what she was going to do, I slowly lifted my legs. I moaned as I felt what she had intended. She slowly pulled her tight panties up my legs, up to my waist until I was snuggly in them. "Oh you look so good like that dear brother, You hot cock is pressing hard against them. Do you like the way they feel?" I moaned a yes as I tongued her ass. Her moans slowly got louder. Fearing we would wake Mom I pulled my cock from her panties and guided her down to its slick shaft. She hungrily sucked it into her hot mouth. 

Sucking me in almost to the base before slowly coming back up. I felt the heat rising in my cock as she sucked me. Her juices poured from her hot hole into my mouth as she had a little orgasm. I moaned with the taste. "Kim, I’m not going to last much longer if you keep sucking me like that" I said between licks. She just moaned and sucked me harder while stroking my balls through the crotch of her panties. "Oh I’m getting close!" I said moaning. 

She suddenly jerked her panties off of me and slid down to my cock. Slowly she positioned her pussy opening over my cock. Her juices dripped from her hair down to the tip of my cock as she slid her tight young pussy down on me. Still in shock of getting the chance to fuck my hot sister, I just sat still as she fed my cock into her depths. She moaned as I parted her and moved slowly in. I reached up to her hot ass and rubbed her body as she slid up and down on me. 

"Ohh please finger my ass,, use our juices and finger me.” I reached under her and got my fingers wet with her cum then started to ease my fingers into her hot ass. Her moans were becoming louder as our fucking got faster. "Damn Kim, be quiet before you wake Mom and we get busted" I growled as I fucked her juicy holes. "Ohh I’m going to cum,, please don’t stop" she cried as she ground her hot pussy into my body. I could feel the juices rising up inside myself also. I tried to get her off me but she stayed on me. Begging me to fill her hot cunt with my jism. "I’m cumming sis, Oh you are so hot.”

“Yes, oh fuck your sister make my pussy burn for you.. That’s it,, ohh yes" she moaned as her orgasm took her. She pulled my finger from her ass and laid back on me with my cock still buried deep inside her. I reached up and rubbed her nice breasts as we finished our orgasms together. I slowly slid from her and was rewarded with a hot kiss and slip of her tongue. 

"You don't know how long I have wanted to do that Kim. Thank you" I said as I started to feel myself start to slip into sleep. I awoke to the sun shining outside and half startled to find that I was in bed alone. Kim must have slipped off to her room sometime in the night. I got dressed and headed out to get something to eat. I stopped by her room on the way. Hoping to get a peak of the hot young woman I had fucked the few hours before. Her bed was made and she was nowhere to be found. Somewhat disappointed, I headed out to find Mom sitting at the table. 

"Hey mom I said, where’s the brat?" 

"Don’t talk about your sister that way young man. She stayed at her friend Angela’s house last night. She came and got her about 11 last night. You would have known that if you had been awake sleepy head.” I just sat stunned. Did I dream the whole thing? It must have happened I thought to myself. She seemed so real. Confused I went to my room and looked for signs that our encounter had been real. 

I had almost given up when I spotted a note tucked under my pillow. It was attached to a pair of silk panties and read, "Dear brother, thank you for a wonderful fuck. We must do this again. Until then here is a reminder of our wonderful night.” Love, Kim. I smiled and sniffed her sent again from the crotch. Yes dear sister, we will.



The Night



I could barely hear the music playing in the background over the running water in the tub. The bubbles were mounting quickly, and beginning to tingle around my nipples. The candles were lit all around the edge of the tub, and their scent of cherry was consuming the air. I slid down into the water and my mind quickly began to wonder as I took a long slip of my fresh drink I made prior to heading to my bath. I knew a hot bubble bath and a strong Fuzzy Navel was exactly what I needed to calm my jittery nerves prior to "the night". 

While sponging the warm water over my shoulders, the streams of water were quickly trickling down my neck, and over my breasts. My nipples were already hardened from the bubbles, but the rush of the water made them even harder. Each time this occurred my mind would flash with anticipations of my evening ahead. I could almost feel his hands touching my shoulders, and moving lower until his fingertips were playing with my nipples. As I opened my eyes, I realized my vivid imagination was again working overtime, and I needed to finish my bath so I would have plenty of time to prepare myself for the evening ahead.

When I stepped out of the tub I found myself just standing in front of the mirror looking at myself, wondering what he would touch first. Would he caress my shoulders while kissing my neck, or would his mouth be tempted to tease my breasts? The thoughts of him being so close to me, so close that I could feel his warm breath blowing over me nearly drove me insane. I did not know how this night would turn out, however, I certainly had dreamed of it a thousand times. I found myself again, having to stop the daydreams that were dancing in my mind, and to continue on my preparation for the evening.

I noticed that my hands were beginning to shake while trying to apply my make-up, so I knew I needed another drink. I certainly did not want to do anything that would impair my memories of this evening, however, I knew this would calm me down. The drink was a little stronger this time, and I immediately could feel myself calming down. I finished my make-up, hair, and had sprayed my body lightly with his favorite perfume, and it was now time to get slip on my new outfit.

I went over to the bed where everything was neatly laid out, and slipped on the deep purple thong panties. I had chosen this shade not to match my outfit, but because I knew this was one of his favorite colors. Next, the matching bra quickly embraced my breasts tightly, just as I knew his hands would soon. As I slide on the thigh high hose, again, I could nearly feel his hands sliding slowly up my legs beginning at the ankles and moving their way up. Everything he had ever told me he wanted to do to me was flooding into my mind at once. I composed myself again, and was able to attach the garters onto the hose. I then slid on the silky black mini skirt over my thighs and hips, until it snuggled nicely on my small waist. I knew the hot pink silk top I had purchased went well with my tanned olive skin, dark brown eyes and chestnut hair, complimenting me very well. I also knew that it was cut just low enough to barely see a bit of cleavage, which I knew he would appreciate. I quickly finished by putting on my silver choker necklace, bracelet, and earrings and slowly slid my feet into the high heels. Suddenly, I felt a rush of anxiety again when the phone rang. 

My girlfriend was ready as well, and we were headed to the hotel bar. We met in the hallway, both looking absolutely radiant. We both had this look of excitement in our eyes, and were glowing from anticipation. We embraced as we walked and giggled all the way down to the bar. We knew their plane was scheduled to land at anytime, and the excitement of finally meeting our long distant lovers was getting ready to be a reality. The butterflies in our stomach were growing more and more intense as we walked into the bar. 

Once we were seated, we chatted once again about how ironic it was that two best friends could have been so incredibly lucky to both meet two men online, in which we absolutely fell head over heels in love with, that actually lived in the same area of one other. A couple of drinks later, she spotted them standing in the doorway of the bar. It was as if the room became completely silent, and almost seemed completely empty. I slowly turned my head to the doorway and I gasped. Our eyes met, and he looked so very handsome. I was speechless and completely frozen. I had to remind myself to breathe. The only thing that I could manage was a huge smile on my face and to stare into his eyes. It felt as if his eyes burned deep into my soul, just as I knew they would. 

Once the men walked to where we were seated, I stood up to greet him properly with a nice warm hug. He completely took me by surprise when he passionately kissed me. My knees went weak. His kiss was even more perfect than I had ever imagined. His lips were so tender and soft. I finally was able to catch my breath, and cordially greeted my girlfriend's lover as well. 

I could not take my eyes off of him though. He leaned toward me and whispered softly, "You look absolutely stunning honey, even better than I ever dreamed". He had always complimented me on the pictures I sent him, however hearing him say that in person, was paralyzing. He immediately stood and asked me to dance. We had talked so many times about holding each other so close we could feel the other's heartbeat, and now his body was finally going to be pressed against mine. I of coarse accepted with great pleasure. As he reached out for my hand, he escorted me to the dance floor. When he embraced me I could feel my heart begin to flutter. His arms were so strong, and he held me tight. I had never felt so loved, or so safe before in my life. He kept whispering to me while dancing, and his voice ringing in my ear was so familiar, but yet so different now. I could smell his cologne, I could feel his body pressing against me, his arms holding me tightly, and I could hear him telling me he loved me in my ear. I could feel myself getting very moist, and I know he could feel my hard nipples pressing into this chest. We danced around the floor, holding one another like we were the only two people in the world. 

Finally, we decided to take a break- not because we were tired, but so we could actually sit and talk. We had to keep reminding ourselves that we were with another couple, however, they did not seem to mind our rudeness, because they were experiencing the same feelings that we were. The four of us finally left the hotel bar, and walked to a beautiful French restaurant. We all were seated at a table with a beautiful arrangement combining fresh flowers and candles. There was a pianist playing beautiful music in the corner of the room, which completely made that restaurant perfect for our evening.

Conversation never died, and the laughter from our table could be heard all over the restaurant. People had definitely noticed the four of us in the bar, walking down the street, and now in the restaurant and for no other reason but the obvious chemistry that the couples shared. I could see envy in their eyes of the stranger that we passed, for the evident soul touching love and connection that each couple shared for their partners. Envy because this kind of love only comes once in a lifetime and only if you extremely fortunate. They could tell that we knew we were truly lucky to have found ours. Time was absolutely flying, and none of us seemed to mind at all. After dinner, we were informed by our waiter that the restaurant was closing soon, so we would stop dancing, talking and laughing, and move our party elsewhere. 

We decided that we would head back to the bar, and continue our evening a little longer. None of us wanted this night to ever end, however we knew that was inevitable. Although I knew that my evening was far from being over. All I wanted was for him to wrap his arms around me and hold me close to him. After all the drinks I had consumed that evening, I was becoming more and more passionate, and he could definitely tell. The jitters had ended after the first dance, and the comfortable feeling was just as I imagined it would be and even better. We had spent so much time talking it felt like we had known each other for a lifetime. I knew that in his arms was where I was supposed to be. It was the most amazing feeling I had ever experienced in my life. 

Throughout the night while he held me tight I would whisper things in his ear. The same things that I had whispered to him so many times before, but this time, it was definitely more erotic. I loved teasing him, as did he me, but now I could feel his mass bulging each time I told him how wet I was. I told him that I couldn't wait to undress him, and touch his manliness. He knew all the things that made me hot, and I definitely knew the same about him. Between the dancing and his long passionate kisses, as well as the numerous drinks, I could barely stand it any longer. 

I could feel that my pussy was swollen and sopping wet already, and I wanted to feel his hands touching me so bad I could hardly stand it. I had done well in managing to somewhat control myself all evening, but I could tell I would not be able to keep that control much longer. I felt his hands suddenly move onto my ass pulling me upwards and inwards, drawing me closer to his body which made my pussy throb and pulsate and a trickle of juice ran down the inside of my thigh. I began kissing on his neck, moving closer to his ear, and my tongue flicked across his earlobe. 

I then told him what his tugging had just done to me. Immediately I could feel his cock move and stiffen even harder. The passionate kissing wasn't helping matters, and he could not keep his hands from rubbing on my ass. I could tell that he was lifting my skirt each time he rubbed harder on my ass, but nothing seemed to matter to me at this point except his hands. The desire we both shared for each other was overwhelming. The desire to make love, to hold and be held, and to fall asleep in each other's arms was something we both dreamed of since we met online. It was nearly unbelievable that tonight would be the night our dreams would come true.

We politely excused ourselves from our friends, and headed to my room. We had the elevator to ourselves all the way to the 12th floor, and lucky for me this elevator went slowly. He began kissing me the before the doors could shut completely and backed me into one of the corners in the elevator. His hands began roaming under my skirt, and I began to moan. His fingers found my clit that was covered with my panties, and he rubbed it over the material. The elevator was nearing our floor before he could get his finger slid under my panties and he realized he would have to wait a little longer before being able to touch the bare skin of my drenched pussy. 

His arm was around my waist as I fiddled around in my purse looking for the hotel room key. Finally, I had the key in hand, and tried to open the door, but the adrenalin was overtaking my body and especially my hands. He gently took the key from my hand and maneuvered it in the door lock. The door opened. He held the door open for me and let me enter first. No sooner did the door close; I felt his hands begin to engulf my body. Kissing my neck, nibbling on my ears, rubbing my body with his huge hands. It was more than I could stand. 

He always had been able to make my body respond to him quickly before, however knowing I was alone with him now, and knowing what we were about to share intensified my reaction to him. I began moaning louder and he knew what was getting ready to happen. He growled in his whispering voice as he had done so many times before in my ear, "yeah baby, oh yeah baby- cum for me". He was still behind me, pulling me close to him, while groping my breasts. I could feel his rock hard cock pressing into my ass and his tongue was licking my neck. 

My body quivered as a massive orgasm consumed me. I could not stop it any longer, nor did I want to. His hands never left my body, as he moved in front of me and began to kiss me deeply. My pussy was still releasing my sweet nectar as he began walking backwards pulling me with him all the way. He just froze for a second with his hands on my waist, and just looked at me. He wanted one more look at me dressed in that outfit. I knew what was getting ready to occur, because he had warned me all along of what he was going to do to me when we finally met. He hesitated for a brief second and then ripped open my blouse exposing nothing but the firm breast tucked in the deep purple bra. 

The bra was nothing but lace and I could tell by his eyes that he liked what he saw. His hands gently touched my shoulders and pushed off the remains of my torn blouse onto the floor. His hands were so big, so manly, however with me so gentle. He touched me as if I were a piece of fine crystal and so fragile. His hands followed his eyes down my chest as he cupped my breasts. He then continued downward to my stomach and waist. He reached my skirt, and pulled me toward him and began to undo the button on the back of my skirt, then unzipped it, as it fell to the ground. He sat down on the edge of the bed with a look of shock and amazement as his hands traced over the garters and edge of the hose on my thighs. 

Finally he slipped his finger between the edges of my panties, and could feel the flowing honey that was being trapped there. He withdrew his finger so he could uncover what was below the panties, as I moved closer towards him. He knew I had always loved to tease him, and this night was not going to be any different. I pushed him until he fell back onto his back, as I began to undress myself for him. He quickly propped up on his elbows to watch. He knew I loved the attention and to somewhat be in control of the situation, so he watched quietly. I turned around with my back facing him and unfastened my bra and let it fall to the floor and then. I slowly began to unfasten the garters and hose and slid out of my panties, making sure I found it necessary to bend completely over instead of letting the panties fall on their own. I made sure I gave him a quick glance while bending over to make sure he was still watching and gave him a devilish smile when I found he was. 

I knew that our night was only beginning and all our fantasies would be coming true. I was determined he would never forget this night.



The Night



The night was dark. She looked around cautiously, the rain clouds moving in, covering the entire valley with their blackness. Lightning could be seen in the distance where the storm had already hit. A light hum of thunder shortly after each strike. She continued to walk, slowly. Everything was so silent, so dead. Fears crept into her mind and heart as she walked further. She looked up into the sky as she walked. 

There was a bright flash of lightning as it vanished a single black bat came swooping down from nowhere. She gasped in fright, jumping back, feeling his hands on her arms gently as she did. She jerked around, not knowing what to expect but finding him, his dark face looking at her intently. Her mind reeled. What should she do? What could she do? 

She stared at him; fear already there, thoughts going though her mind as he quietly looked her over. Her young innocent face, her sweet eyes showing the fear he knew she felt. She was so young, so innocent, and so afraid. She had drawn him to her without even knowing it. Her young body shivering slightly in the night chill. His eyes seemed to bore into her very soul, so emotionless as he looked over her. What would he do? What did he want? What's going to happen? She gulped slightly as his eyes wandered over her small form, a smile soon playing upon his lips. 

He looked deep into her young eyes. She slowly looked back into his, her eyes quickly glazing over. She was his. Slowly he pulled her to him, she did not resist in the least as he brought her into his arms. Slowly he kissed her untouched lips. The taste of them making a slight shiver run through his otherwise cold body. Slowly he leaned his head down, his eyes darting from her eyes to her neck over and over as he leaned closer and closer. Lightly he kissed her soft flesh, feeling the vein running just below. 

He opened his mouth his white fangs showing as he leaned close and sunk them deep into her sweet neck. She gasped from pain as he began to drink her sweet, innocent blood. The more the he drank the drunker with passion he became. Slowly his hands traveled up and undid her white blouse, his hands sneaking inside. He drank slowly, enjoying the feelings this young creature was having upon him. His hands slowly pulled up her bra exposing her bosom to the darkness around them. 

His hands crept upon her young white breasts, her nipples extending from the cold and pleasure he was creating. His fingers gently play with her nipples as he slowly fed from her, taking as little at a time as he could. A small moan escaped from her mouth as he continued to touch her inexperienced breasts. Slowly his hands descended from her soft mounds and made their way down, down her body, his hands slowly unbuttoning and unzipping the small shorts she wore. 

Slowly his hand snuck inside her shorts and under the small cotton panties he found there. His breath caught in his throat as he felt her virgin pussy, untouched by all man but him now. Slowly he rubbed, caressing her young clit lightly. He heard her moan as he did, feeling her getting from her mouth as he continued to touch her inexperienced breasts. Slowly his hands descended from her soft mounds and made their way down, down her body, his hands slowly unbuttoning and unzipping the small shorts she wore. Slowly his hand snuck inside her shorts and under the small cotton panties he found there. His breath caught in his throat as he felt her virgin pussy, untouched by all man but him now. 

Slowly he rubbed, caressing her young clit lightly. He heard her moan as he did, feeling her getting her legs, she instinctively stepping out of them. Next came her small, white panties, soaked through and through from the moister that had collected between her young firm thighs. Slowly he knelt and pulled her down, gently pushing her down until she was lying on the damp grass. He slipped on top of her, feeling her beneath him making his excitement grow greatly. He slowly released his throbbing organ from its confines and pressed it against her young pussy. She moaned as her hips lifted up, pressing back against his hard cock. He smiled and gently pushed her legs farther apart. Slowly he rubbed his cock against her wet virginal passage getting it wet. He took a deep breath in and slowly, ever so slowly pushed into her young vagina. He pushed until he felt a barrier. 

He smiled knowing this was her hymen. Slowly he pulled himself out then pushed back, eliciting a cry from his young prey as he broke through her innocence into her womb. He groaned as quietly as he could as he pushed himself deep into her warmth. He lay atop her, his breathing ragged from the pleasure her pussy was giving him. Slowly he began to work his cock in and out of her, small cries of pain soon turning into moans of pleasure as he increased his pace. 

His large cock thrusting deeper into her virgin pussy over and over again. His groans increased as he thrust harder, his entire body shuttering at the feel of her. He was taking her innocence. The very thought made him groan louder as he thrust deeper and harder, his thrusting becoming faster and harder. The more he thought of it the more erratic became his thrusts. He groaned louder, thrusting into her harder and harder. Nothing mattering now except his release. He felt her tense under him, her moaning loud and prominent as she came, her virgin walls exquisitely squeezing his manhood. 

He groaned and thrust harder, burying himself deep within her, his face moving back to her neck, biting, sinking his fangs deep into her and drinking hungrily, groaning against her neck as he came deep within her, pumping her full of his demonic seed. Finally it ceased. His breathing began to slow down. He slowly pulled his head from her neck and lightly licked it clean. Slowly he pulled his now soft cock from her sweet pussy. He stood and gently placed her panties back on her, followed shortly by her little shorts. He zipped and buttoned them and smiled. His little angel looked so sweet lying there. So innocent, so naïve to what had just happened to her. He slowly pulled her bra down over her soft breasts and buttoned her shirt up. Gently he picked her up and leaned her against the tree. He looked at her, his heart throbbing with a combination of love and desire. He softly kissed her sweet lips, feeling her mouth open slightly under his he slipped his tongue inside, gently tasting her sweetness. 

Slowly and sensually he kissed her, feeling her kiss him back. But he knew he had to go. Slowly he broke the kiss and looked at her sweet face. He gently touched her face and looked into her eyes, breaking the trance he had placed on her. As her eyes shut he walked behind the tree, into the shadows and watched as she opened them and looked around. Her eyes now showing an obvious confusion. Slowly she stepped back onto the path and began walking again, slowly walking away, towards her home, her life. Silently he watched, his eyes sad, as he watched his young love, walk away. 

Never knowing him, but knowing she would indeed feel his seed, as it created a child, a child that on this one night he could create, but only in a girl, who he truly loved, and so he sealed her young fate.



The Night



It had been many months since the demise of my last relationship, and the forced isolation it had brought was beginning to take its toll. It seems that when relationships end so do many friendships. I had thrown myself into my work at the local library, working long hours to escape the pain that was my constant companion. Earlier that evening I had watched a couple enter the library, their joy at living struck me hard. My inner voice queried me as to the value of my seclusion from the world. I came to the conclusion that my life needed to go on. I went on about my job the rest of the evening as my mind ticked away....tomorrow, my life must change . I am too young and too full of life to live as a reference librarian , whose only joy was musty copies of old magazines. That night as I filed the returns, I decided tomorrow, I must return to the world of the living and begin to enjoy all that it holds 

As I returned to my apartment, I looked around. I promptly went to my bedroom and began to undress. As I began to unbutton the high necked blouse, one that a matron might wear .....my mind fluttered to the memory of the pleasure I used to take as I dressed in the sexy black and frilly things. As I shed the blouse and let it fall to the floor, I could see in the mirror the shiny satin of my bra and mused at how such an "old" blouse could contain such clothing. My hands fell to the zipper at the back of my A-line skirt and deftly lowered the fastener. As the skirt whispers to the floor, again I am taken aback as I gaze at the high cut panty of the same glistening material as the bra. To myself I ask, "how did I become this stranger?"

I pad off to the bathroom and draw a hot bath, adding scent to the water. As the bath fills, my bra and panties are flung to the hamper that sits in the corner. I stand in front of the full-length mirror that is the shower/tub door, gazing at my body--it has been too long since it has known pleasure. As I stand in front of the mirror...my hands begin to caress the flesh that once echoed such excitement and flush. I notice that my nipples grow hard as I stared at myself in the mirror, shadows of my former being struggling to come to the surface. My hand snakes down to the well-manicured mound caressing the skin that now burns with the need of human touch. As I slip into the bath and the warm, sweet water envelops me ...my eyes close and I remember the passion that this body once aroused in others. As I lay in the steaming bath I promise the person long hidden that she shall soon return . As the water-cools, I rise from the bath and towel myself off, taking great care to stroke each part of my body ...allowing them to come alive. As I walk out of the bathroom my head swims with excitement, tomorrow I will rejoin those who live . Turning back the sheets upon my king size bed and slipping my fragrant and naked body between the satin sheets, I drift off to sleep as my head remembers all that I am .

As I wake late in the day, I make some coffee and read the local newspaper ...there is a new bar opening tonight....I will go. I pad naked to my closet and open ....searching in the back for my "old " clothes. There in the back are my boots, my vinyl dresses and all my previous trappings. The trappings that made men stop and fantasize. I reach to the very back and retrieve the tight black latex dress, the one that hugs every curve of my amply endowed body. This should be perfect for the opening of the Dark Desires Bar. I select the boots that hug my thighs, the garter and stockings that will caress my thighs. Hanging them on the hook behind the door, I once again sway into the living room. I stretch my body out on the couch and begin the ritual of my manicure.... as my excitement grows for the night to come....I slowly transform myself from the librarian to the vixen. 

I paint my nails a brilliant red, and as the polish dries my head falls back against the cushion ...remembering all the nights of passion that this body used to stir and will stir again tonight. My polish finally dried, I realize that there are still a few hours until the opening ..."what to do?" Once again my hands flutter to my freshly shaven mound, beginning to caress as I awaken my body. My fingers slip between my folds and capture my clit.... rubbing it lightly as I watch my nipples respond to the unseen touch. My fingers stroke lightly at my lips that thirst for pleasure. 

A single finger snakes its way into my tunnel and an audible gasp slips from my lips. "So long...” I mutter, but no more will I deny myself the pleasure. The fingers of my free hand slip to my breast as the other slips into my wetness. My fingers now coated with my own juices as my tunnel clutches at the intrusion, my hips begin to rock to the fingers. My nipples now hard and aching feel my fingers grasp them and twist them lightly...my eyes watching as shadows of a former me surface. My moans fill the room as surely as my finger fills my tunnel. 

My entire body alive and screaming for the sweet release that it has been long denied. The hips that once moved over cock now move over my hand...my moans growing louder with each penetration. I feel the tremors of orgasm building as my one finger builds to two ...then three............ As my body rocks and quakes on my fingers a guttural moan rips from me as my pussy sputters around my fingers, my other hand now clutching at my breast. I lay there, spent, for some 20 minutes, then rise and shower..taking great care to ensure that my body is smooth and fragrant.... As I begin to dress for the first evening of the rest of my new life....my fingers caress the latex dress and boots that have sat to long in the back of my closet.

Choosing to wear nothing beneath the dress, I attach the garter and slip the stockings up my now smooth, soft fragrant legs. Attaching the clasps to the tops of the stockings, I stand to look at myself. I still have it! I take the thigh boots and slip the soft leather over my calves, again standing to look at the effect. My hands wander to the dress that I have long not worn. I slip the rubbery dress over my head and tug it into place, its hem stopping just above the lace cuff of my stocking. As I slowly pull the zipper up and feel the latex caress my breasts, I notice that my hardened nipples are clearly visible through the tight rubber. Tugging the zipper back down slightly so that the deep cleavage of my breasts will be visible to all who even glance at me. Choosing a simple choker to complete my ensemble and smiling softly at the effect. Dabbing some scent between my now lifted breasts. Perfect!! 

I walk to the living room and pick up my handbag...turning to dim the lights. I walk out the door and turn to lock it. The lecherous old man across the hall leering as his hand slips beneath his robe. After catching his actions in the corner of my eye, I turn to him and smile mischievously .....and head for the world that awaits . As the taxi pulls up outside the bar, I notice the long line of people waiting to enter. My ex's friend Darius checks the ID of those standing in line. As I alight from the taxi.... he sees me. The look on his face, something I will remember forever. I can almost hear his thoughts. "Is this Brad’s Larrissa? My god, look at her!" He makes his way to me and motions me into the bar as he presses a note to my hand and smiles. Once in the doors, I gaze at the black and red decor, all the while Darius' note burning in my hand. I unfold the small note. It reads..."Larrissa...meet me by the office door at 11:30 pm." A wicked smile slips across my face. I will meet him! 

As the music pounds though the bar ...my body begins to feel the music...moving sensuously, the music and idea of Brad’s friend arousing me. I wander my way to the bar and order a drink ...as I reach into my bag to pay for the drink the bartender informs me "your drinks are paid for" as he points to a sexy Darius standing by the door. A sinful smile creeps across my face as I smile in Darius' direction and nod as I raise the small note still clutched in my hand. The night rages on as does the music and my state of excitement grows. I glance at my watch; it’s 11:25. I make my way through the crowd, feeling the gazes of many whom I'm sure can both see and smell my arousal. 

Stopping outside the office door and leaning against the wall, adjusting my rubbery dress and tugging the zipper a little lower. What seems like an hour is only 5 minutes and a handsome and mesmerized Darius appears. He takes me by the hand and leads me outside the bar’s back door to the secluded alley. I manage to ask "How have you been Darius, its been a long time since I have seen or heard from you?" I can see the desire written in his eyes as they travel over my body. "I've been so busy lately Larrissa," as a sly grin shines from his face. I slowly reach my hand out to his chest, outlining his well-defined muscles. I feel him stir at my touch. Looking down I can see that my touches have done what I sought, his cock now rages in his jeans. I lean close to kiss him on the cheek as my nipples poking the latex brush against him. I feel him tense as my taut nipples brush him. I reach for his hand and bring it to the slippery material that covers my breasts.....”touch me, Darius, I know you want to." 

My hand gravitates to his now raging hard on and I caress him through his jeans, feeling his cock jump as my pussy throbs. I fumble with the buttons of his jeans and finally manage to free him as his hands roam freely over my breasts. Slowly I lower myself so that my lips are even with his freed and hard cock. I take the shaft in my hands as my head lowers to the purple head...kissing, sucking and nipping lightly. His gasps and moans echo in the emptiness of the alley. My lips slowly and deftly slip over his rock hard, ever-growing cock. As I bury my lips over his shaft, I feel his hand slip to my head as he guides me over him. My lips tighten around his shaft as his moans of pleasure grow. I lightly scrape my teeth over his cock and I taste the sudden sweetness of his precum. As my lips work him he manages one word and one word only -- "Larrissa." I feel his hands tangle in my hair as he attempts to draw me up to him. I stand my ground and continue to suck his cock. I revel in the knowledge that he is my puppet. Sensing that he is close to cumming, I stand up. 

As I do, I tug the zipper on my dress the rest of the way down. I raise one of my breasts to his lips, knowing he longs to suckle them...he always wanted my breasts. I tug the hem of my dress up over my hips ...revealing to him my shaved mound. Dragging his shocked hand to my pussy and grinding it into the wet folds ...moaning loudly as his fingers press against my throbbing clit. My hand grasps his cock and begins to stroke him. "God this is too easy." I slowly and catlike remove my body from his. I press my naked breasts against the cold brick of the building, he moves without a word behind me. I feel his hard cock as it slips over my exposed ass. 

Parting my legs as he searches for the honey tunnel that he knows must now is wet and wanton. I feel the swollen head of his cock pressing at my entrance. I press back hard taking all of his stiff cock into my pussy and clenching onto it. This simple action causes Darius to lose control and slam into my pussy, grating my nipples against the cold brick. Our moans and the noises made as our bodies collide echo through the air for all who are passing on the other side of the fence to hear. His hands slip between my body and the wall, grasping and pawing at my breasts. His cock rams into me over and over as his full balls bang against my wet slit. He is so close I can feel him twitching in me.... to add to it I clamp my tunnel muscles hard onto his shaft. 

A growl screams from his lips as his cock rears and plunges into me again. My own pussy drenching my thighs as he impales himself into me. His grasp on my breasts tightens, as a long animalistic moan unfolds from him and he pumps my pussy full of his hot thick white cum. As he shudders in me I fight to contain myself. As he slowly withdraws from my cum filled pussy...he whispers, "Larrissa.... god I have always wanted you." I move from him and tug my dress down in a rather slow way, allowing him to see his cum as it trickles down my thighs...I tug the zipper up far enough to contain my breasts but not hide them. I turn to Darius and smile the same mischievous smirk I gave the neighbor. "Darius, its been nice to see you again ...give my regards to Brad." I turn and walk away, Darius' cum swimming in my pussy and a grin of satisfaction in my eyes and on my lips. Muttering aloud, "welcome back Larrissa."



The Night After



Oh Chris,

How can I ever for get that first weekend we meet? It will be with me the rest of my life. After you left I went back into the room and lay in my bed and I could still feel you in the room with me. I feel asleep with the thought of you walking back into the room and taking me in your arms and making love to me all over again. Since my stay in London was going to be two weeks I decided to take your advice and have myself some as you put it. I got myself all dolled up and went out on the town. I found myself back in the Soho district. 

At some club the cabdriver told we was the hottest place in town. I paid the guy and went it. It was awesome. There were good looking guys all over the place and babes that would makes any mans mouth just water. When I got there I had wished that you were with me to have fun with me but I knew that you were home with Helen probably having some of your own. I went up to the bar and got me a drink and it was not long after that that I meet Dean. He was about I would say he had dusty blonde hair and green eyes. And he had muscles all over. He was not to built but built just enough. I loved the way he looked. He came over to me and asked if he could buy me a drink and asked my name and I said sure and told him that my name was Adriana. And that it was nice to meet him. He told me that from the moment I walked in he could not take his eyes off of me. 

I was thinking to myself that this was a lame come on but what the hell right, I am there to have fun. Even if it is just for one night. He took my hand and led me to the dance floor and we danced. I was wearing an out fit that I had hopped you would get to see me in. It was a burgundy sheer dress with a low cut front and matching lace bra, and it also had a matching silk slip dress under it. I had on a pair of burgundy satin thong and thigh highs. I had also managed to find a matching pair of heels to go with the dress. The bra I had was a half-cup bra and it came to just about the top of my nipples. I knew that you would have loved the dress. He held me tight as we danced and I could feel that he was getting hard and feeling that was making me wet. We must have danced for hours; him holding me so close, he told me that he wanted me and that the smell of my hair and my perfume as well as the way I looked were driving him crazy. I asked him if he wanted to fuck me and he said yes. I told him that I wanted him to fuck me to and that he could that all he needed to do was get me back to my hotel and I was all his. I could see this look in his eye, you know the one. The one that a little boy gets when he sees his first picture of a naked lady. I don't think he could drive fast enough back to my hotel. 

When we got into the elevator he held me and kissed me and I slid my hand into his pants and I could feel his hard cock. I ran my fingers up and down it; he let out soft moans and grunts as he kissed me. When we got into my room I did not want to fool around so I took him right over to the bed. After only having my first fuck a few days ago, I found that I had a newfound hunger in me. A hunger for a cock in me and in my mouth. Filling me in every way. I am not sure what came over me, but I went wild. I could not get his cloths off of him fast enough. He had no problem getting both the sheer and silk dress off me. There I stood in just in my bra, thong and thigh highs and heels. Standing in front of a man I hand only meet a few hours ago. I could not believe what I was doing but it felt so right at the time. I had managed to get all but his underwear off. 

He sat on the bed and pulled me to him. I just felt his hands moving all over me as he kissed and licked on my nipple through my bra. Oh that felt so good. In my head I was thinking of you but when I opened my eyes I saw some one new. A new toy that I need to unwrap and use. He reached behind me and unhooked my bra and I let it fall of me and to the floor. His hands found there way to the waistband of my thong and he pulled them off me. I could tell he too liked that he saw a nice clean- pussy just waiting to be eaten, fingered and fucked. 

He pulled me to him and as he did he lowed his head to my pussy and began to lick me. Darting his tongue in and out of me and licking me all over. As he sat back on the bed he pulled me on top of him and rolled me over and pined me to the bed. I felt him kissing and licking down my body till he was back at my pussy. He began to eat and lick me over and over I could not stand it I could feel that I was close to cumming and he could sense it. He took his hand and pined my hips to the bed and he ate me. I started to buck my hips as I came for the first time and all I could hear of him was him cleaning me up. He slowly kissed his way back up me till he was holding me and kissing me on the lips. I could taste my cum on his lips and it was great. I rolled him onto his back and said that I was hungry and I needed something to eat. 

And I made my way down his body till I got to what I had been wanting all night his hard yummy cock. I took him into my hands and stared to stroke him gently and slowly. I lowered my head and kissed just above his cock and then started kissing a little lower. I could hardly hold myself back. But then there it was his cock just in licking reach. I took my tongue and lick up and down the length of his cock, and then I started to kiss it all over. I then took him into my mouth and started sucking up and down on him. Bobbing my head over his cock. He tasted so good, he was so big and hard it was great. I could feel his cock starting to throb and I knew that he would cum soon. I looked up at him and just smiled. Ever since I got to taste you that is all that I have wanted is to swallow his cum.

I think he wanted me not to but I just had to. I had the taste and I wanted more of it. So I just kept on sucking hard and fast on him and then in one large thrust he came, I felt it hit the back of my mouth and it shocked me at first but that did not stop me in the least. I just kept right on sucking and licking him. He stopped cumming and pulled me up to him. And he kissed me and rolled me over and pined me to the bed and I knew what he wanted to do now. He spread open my legs and ran the tip of his cock against my soaking wet pussy and then slowly pushed into me. He felt so good in me. I wrapped my arms around him trying to pull him to me as he started to stroke in and out of me with a bit of speed.

It felt so fucking good, my tight pussy just griped onto him and did not wasn't to let him go and he fucked me nice and hard and deep. I could hardly stand it, I want more. He could feel me almost pulling him into me and he just went deeper and harder with each stroke in and out of me. He and I were grunting and moaning as one as he fucked me good and hard. I could feel myself about to cum and I shouted that out and that must have been the catalyst because he just went harder and deeper in me then even you had. My god it felt good and I told him not to cum in me again that I wanted him to cum on me like you had. I had liked that a lot it had felt so dirty but I did not care I like the way it felt. He said he would and he did just after I had cum he pulled out and shot his hot sticky cum all over my tits and stomach. 

With one hand he rubbed it into my tits and with his free hand he finished himself off getting all of his cum out and onto me. I leaned up and took him back into my mouth to clean him off. We finally collapsed on each other and fell fast asleep. 

When I awoke I heard him in the shower and I went to join him to clean myself up and when I stepped into the shower it was as if the night had not yet ended. He took me back into his arms and held me tight and told me that I was the bet fuck he had ever had. I told him that is was great and that up until just this past weekend I was a virgin and he said that that must have been why I was so dam tight and that he loved the feel of me. And I said that I had loved the way he had felt in me as well. As he held me we started to kiss and get ourselves turned on but we could not finish. 

For he said that he had to get going that he was due at work in a few and he still needed to go home and change. I told him that it was quite all right and we kissed good-bye. I had wanted to run to the phone and call you to tell you in person but I knew that I should not so I sat here at my laptop to tell you of my 1st but not my last one night stands. And to tell you that you have loose upon this world a monster. A monster with a hunger for sex. And I will not stop till I have all that I have missed in my life. Now see what you did to me Chris, I am your little monster. 

With love and kisses,

Adriana



The Night After



I opened my eyes. The sun was blazing in through the window blinds. Quickly I closed my eyes. Moving was much too much work. I moved my head about 1/1000th of an inch. That was the wrong thing to do. The pain was immediate.

"God. How much did I drink last night?" I wondered. Thinking back I could remember going into the Silver Spur to meet a few friends and have a couple Pints of Bridgeport. Then leaving there to go to the Eastbank Saloon. That must have been around eleven or so. There it was Uncle Jack Daniel's. Thinking this my stomach began to churn. Then I seemed to recall drinking something that tasted like coal oil. That would be Tequila. "What was in my mind last night?" I wondered.

Then a smile crossed my lips as I remember blonde hair, blue eye, and huge tits. It was coming back to me now. Joann... Josy... Julie... something like that. She was one hot fucking woman. She was the one who started me on the Tequila straight shots while she rubbed my cock through my pants at the table. Oh yes. My smile widened. But that wasn't the Westbank Saloon. Wonder where the hell that was. I remember the mirrors. I remember the music was loud. It was pretty dark in there but there were people dancing. I kind of remember.

Cautiously, I turned my head to one side. There she was. Her back was to me. Her blond hair in disarray covering her bare shoulders, sleeping softly. In her sleep she sighed, moved slightly then was still.

As much as I hated the idea I knew I had to get up. Either that or piss myself. My bladder was aching. I pushed myself over to the edge of the bed and let one leg drop to the floor. The pain in my head blinded me for a moment so I stopped a minute to let it subside a bit. I lay there wondering how I did last night with... what's her name. Since she did not get up and leave I must have done all right, I thought with some regrets over missing the screams of her orgasms.

Thinking I could wait no longer, I swung the other foot to the floor and pushed myself up to a sitting position. The pain was blinding again. Stars of light danced in front of my eyes. I wavered a moment then stood. Nearly falling on my unsteady legs I grabbed he bedpost then staggered to the bathroom.

Lifting the seat I peed... and peed... and peed. There must have been ten gallons. Finally my bladder was empty and I turned to the shower. Stepping in I turned the water on hot and just stood there letting the water strike the top of my head and cascade down over my body.

Taking the bar of Dial from the shelf I began scrubbing my body. When I got to my butt I found it sore. "What the hell did I sit on?" I wondered. Washing my cock I thought of the hot little number waiting for me in my own bed. My cock, also known as Mr. Wonderful, gave a twitch. Turning off the water I dried myself thinking I needed to make up for what I missed last night. Already Mr. Wonderful was starting to react at the thought coming instantly to a semi-hard on. "Okay my friend. Lets go get us some of that morning stuff", I said aloud with a grin. Wrapping a towel around my waist I headed back to the bedroom.

I crawled back in bed and moved up to her pressing my body against her. Then leaned over the blonde mop. I kissed her hair and let my hand slide around to cup on huge breast. Her hand came up and covered mine, pressing it hard against her tit.

"Mmm.. Morning, Lover" she mumbled.

Giving her nipple a little pinch I said, "Last night was wonderful, darling". At the same time wondering if I had enjoyed the evening at all. I just could not remember. 

"Mmm Thank you. You were fabulous, Love" she said as she turned her head toward me. 

"Holy Shit! That is one ugly ass woman", I thought to myself. "I hope to shit I put a bag over her head."

As I began to stand but she took my wrist and pulled me down onto the bed beside her. With twinkle in her eye she said, "One more time, baby. What do you say?"

I started to say something but she reached over with her hand and took my cock and balls in her hand and began playing with them. In spite of my revulsion of her my cock began to twitch and grow. Then she reached under and slid her finger into my asshole. It was like an electric shock. I jumped and screamed.

"A little tender this morning, baby?" she asked with genuine concern in her voice.

"Uh. Yeah. I guess. Is kinda sore for some reason."

"Well, you seemed to love me playing with it last night. You were pleading for me, Sweetheart," she said with a wicked smile. "C'mon, baby. One more time. I'll be gentle"

With that she threw her arm around me and rolled me over on my face. That's when I felt her erect cock probing my cheeks.

"What the FUCK?" I screamed. In spite of my still pounding head I sprung from the bed and was immediately on my feet next to the bed. I stared at the engorged cock that had just tried to violate me virgin asshole, horrified. "Holy Shit! Who the fuck are you?"

"Why you don't remember? I'm so hurt," she said with a frown. "Last night didn't mean anything to you, baby?"

"Last night? I don't remember shit about last night." I said glaring at her/him/it. "Now who the fuck are you?"

"Jennifer. Don't you remember? We met at Darcelle's. You said I was beautiful." Tears welled at the corners of her eyes. "You just wanted to use me that's all." Now she/he/it was clearly sobbing uncontrollably.

I was always a sucker for tears. But somehow this was a little different. I looked around the room wondering how the hell to get rid of her. Then a horrible thought flashed through my mind. "Who else was there last night?" I demanded.

Jennifer thought for a moment then said, "Well. All the girls were there and a couple of guys that came in with you. Ummm... Larry and Bob, I think."

"Um.... I have to go to work. Ok?" I lied.

"Gee you work on Saturdays? You need to do something different, baby." She rose from the bed and, crossing the bedroom, padded off to the bathroom. I watched her leave, noticing the cute little wiggle to her ass as she walked. Gawd! What am I thinking? That is not a woman. 

"My life is ruined," I thought. By Monday morning the whole company will know I got corn holed by some fairy princess. Shit! "Damage Control"

I had just picked up the phone to call Larry, when Jennifer came back into the bedroom now dressed in a thong and demi-bra, which showed off her perky nipples.

"Umm. Nice undies" I heard myself mutter. Shut the fuck up!

"Thank you" Jennifer said in a flat tone that told me her feeling really were hurt. She picked her pink silk slip off the floor and slipped it on. Then she retrieved the short black dress she'd worn the night before.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that I was standing there butt naked. Uncomfortably I tried to cover my dick while looking casual at the same time. Thinking about what to do to look cool I did the only thing I could. I went back to the bathroom to hide.

Finally, I heard the sound of the front door opening then slam shut signaling me of Jennifer's leaving. Opening the bathroom door and stepping into the hallway I had a moment of regret that I had not given her a ride back to the fag house where she lived or at least called her a cab. But then she/he/it butt fucked me! Screw her/him/it.

Slowly I began to dress. From the closet I pulled a pair of Dockers and pulled them on. Then I pulled on a shirt and began to button it. That is when the telephone rang. Looking at the Caller ID I could tell by the number it was Bob. Oh Shit!

Picking up the phone and assuming my most masculine voice I said into the handset "Good Morning, Bob".

"Hey, Stud!" came the voice on the other end of the line followed by laughter.

"What's so damn funny, Bob?" I asked innocently.

"So what happened with the blonde last night" Bob asked with a snicker in his voice.

"Blonde? I don't remember any blonde" I lied.

"You remember. Big tits. Butt ugly. Reminded you of your X.... hahahah." Bob's humor was beginning to get on my nerves.

"So what did you call about, Bob?" I asked stiffly.

"Oh. Wanted to know if you were going to make the golf date this morning with Larry and I. Bill's coming too to make up the foursome."

Looking at my watch I replied, "Yes I'll be there. See you at the clubhouse locker room in about 40 minutes."

"Ok." Bob responded. "See you then." With that the line went dead.

I sat on the bed looking for my shoes. I could tell this was going to be a long day.