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The Swirl

By: Sacred Beauty



When I talked to my girl Melinda on her lunch break, she casually mentioned that she was going shopping to find an outfit for tonight. She wanted everything to be perfect since the two of us hardly ever go out dancing. She has been really patient with me but I know it frustrates her. A few weeks ago we had this big talk and I think she was planning on calling it quits with me. That scared me and ever since then I have bent over backwards and kissed that juicy little ass of hers to make her stay. Relationships are about forgiveness and compromise right?? 

Well, I compromised and she forgave me. 

* * * * *

At the club, I quickly found Melinda. For a while I just stood there and stared at her. I had never seen her dressed like that before. She was wearing a black baby tee that had the word fabulous in rhinestones across her breasts. She also had on a black pleated mini skirt. It wasn't mini in the traditional sense, but considering Melinda's usual modest wardrobe this was mini because it was well above the knee...almost mid thigh. The skirt and shirt didn't quite meet in the middle so there was a hint of bare skin and belly button that showed every now and then when she moved in certain ways. 

But there was a problem, she was talking to another man. Melinda can be flirtatious. In fact my jealousy is one of the things we always fight about. Now, since 'the big talk' it bothers me but I don't bitch about it. (Part of my compromise.)

She giggled as he walked way.

"You guys seem friendly." I commented, unimpressed.

"Don't be jealous."

I gave her a smirk as I took a seat, "Who says I'm jealous?"

"You have a sour look on your face." Melinda kissed my cheek.

"You can hang out with him all you want. All that matters is that you're walking out of here on my arm." I let my eyes scan her again from head to toe. She looked sexy in her little skirt. It took all of my will power not to slide my hand up the back of her thighs and grab her ass. Or better yet, her puss. She was a handful ...I bet a mouthful too.

Melinda stood in front of my stool and sipped her drink. Little by little she eased between my legs pressing herself to my crotch. "Do you want some?"

Just what is she offering me here? And in public?? I thought for a minute about the connotations before I took a sip. "What is this, vodka and pineapple juice?"

"The bartender said that a gentleman bought if for me while I was out on the dance floor. But don't worry, I've been good. Your..."

"...good little girl." We said in unison.

My suspicions were confirmed. To make things worse she just disrespected me by offering what some guy sent over to seal the deal with her. I put the drink in the bar and slipped my arms around her waist. "What's with the skimpy outfit?"

"Do you like it Tommy?"

I read the text across her breasts again. "Yeah, you look fab...u...lous."

Melinda inched closer pressing herself into my lap and kissed me then pulled back with a smile. "When Yvette and I were at the mall this afternoon we saw this outfit. She bet me a hundred dollars that I would never wear it out in public but here I am. At first I was embarrassed but when we got here I saw that what the other women were wearing was ten times worse."

"Why did you accept that bet?"

"I feel like a different person in these clothes." She inched closer and spoke into my ear. "It's like playing dress up." She reasoned.

I could understand that. "As long as you won't be wearing this to dinner with my boss on Friday we will be ok."

"I promise I won't embarrass you in front of your employer. I want you to get that raise so we can get a place together." She giggled. "Besides, I'm going to burn this as soon as I get home."

"Now let's not do anything hasty." I joked, "You don't need to burn it. Let's just keep it at my place so we can pull it out on a rainy day." 

Melinda shook her head pretending to disapprove, "I'll be right back."

I ordered a beer while she was in the restroom. When she didn't hurry back I spun around and found her dancing in the crowd by herself. Melinda was having a great time without me. She was really feeling the music and moved gracefully to it. I liked the fact that she didn't dance like a stripper. Most of the women around her were dancing like they were on stage at some seedy club. Melinda was in the zone for about twenty minutes and every once in a while she would catch my gaze and smile. These were good times until some guy tapped her on the shoulder then whispered something in her ear. 

Was that the guy who bought her the drink earlier? 

I played it cool until it became obvious he was really interested in her. My drink stayed on the bar as I made my way across the room. I started moving to the music and danced up next to them. Melinda turned to face me and wrapped her arms around my neck without missing a beat. She ignored that guy like he didn't exist. He mumbled something as he walked away but I didn't care. In a heartbeat, Melinda's movements changed from graceful to sensual. Four songs later she was all over me dancing like the rent was due tonight and I was signing blank checks. When she started kissing me and moving against me to the music, I was ready to go. "It's late."

* * * * *

Outside, Melinda sat on the bench while we waited for my car. That's when I saw the slightest hint of her garter. I knew that she owned garter belts that she wore with her stockings for work but I had never seen her in them. Besides, all of her other skirts and dresses are longer and looser fitting. I reached out for her hand, "Let me keep you warm."

"Thank you." Her legs looked beautiful in those sheer black stockings and pumps as she strutted towards me like a runway model. 

Just the thought of her sexy panties was making my cock hard. I discretely readjusted myself so that she could feel what she was doing to me as I hugged her. This was a nice outfit by any man's standards. But as good as Melinda looked, I couldn't wait to get her out of it. I decided to try and get her in the mood as we stood huddled together. 

I whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Just simple things like how lucky I was to meet her, how much I appreciated her and how beautiful I thought she was. How she was my best girl.

My seduction tactics were interrupted when the valet pulled my car around. As we drove across town I kept glancing at her skirt which looked even shorter when she was sitting down. I decided to take advantage of our privacy and gave her upper thigh a little squeeze. By now my left knee was bouncing to take the edge off. Too bad she's not the type to give head in the car. At a red light my actions got bolder. I unhooked her right garter then started to caress her inner thighs. Melinda responded by clamping her legs around me. 

My hand was trapped in paradise.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Her voice had that little lilt that drove me crazy. 

My foot hit the gas. 

* * * * *

In the house, I made my move, "Come here sexy." My hands crawled up the back of her skirt and cradled her ass. I started tonguing her belly button then nibbling all over her exposed tummy. When I lifted the front of her skirt, it sent her a few feet back. 

"Please don't."

Sigh.

For some reason, she was not ready for me to please her orally. She likes to be in control (something else we argue about) ...and she feels like oral sex is submissive. Even with my reassurances that I love eating pussy. 

"I love eating pussy." What else was there to say?? "Let me play in your pussy ...wet and warm and delicious. I want to taste you, Melinda."

"I'm sorry Tom...I didn't mean to kill the vibe." 

I stood up and took a step towards her, "What's with the look?"

Melinda lightly kissed me on the mouth then leaned her forehead against mine. "Someday..."

"...someday what?"

"...you will partake in the puss." She said with a giggle, lifting her arms above her head. 

I took my queue and lifted her shirt off then marveled at the apple green push up bra from Victoria's Secret that I had bought. The color looked nice against her brown skin.

She leaned against my chest and spoke softly into my ear. "Help me take my bra off..."

I did just that. Melinda snuggled close as I unhooked the clasp then pealed it off. She waited patiently as I got my fill of kissing her neck and shoulders before she pulled away. Melinda turned her back to me then bent over to unbuckle the ankle straps on her shoes. She knew that I had a good view of her fancy panties since her skirt was so short. 

"Leave them on." I instructed, feeling extra kinky.

She stopped what she was doing and looked over at me.

"Leave the heels on for me." I repeated, as I sat in the chair once again.

Melinda turned to face me again as she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. Now she was only left with her stockings, garter belt, panties and heels. I don't think I have ever been harder then I was at that moment, looking at her. She was beautiful, but realized that with her beauty came power. I was her little puppy on a leash. Wagging my tail and panting for a treat.

I stretched out a hand, inviting her back, "Sit on my lap." When she straddled me, she felt the bulge in my lap. I placed her hands on my belt buckle then let go. "Will you start with your hands this time?"

I stared into her face as she released my cock from my pants. Her left hand firmly held my shaft while she played between her legs gathering a bit of wetness. With the tips of her shiny fingers, she began 'the swirl'. Ever so lightly circling the tip of my cock. It was a torturous tease ...like water torture. Slow and deliberate. Her finger tip went around and around hypnotizing my cock. I actually held my breath when she paused to gather more lube from her puss. Again with the delicious circles. Determined not to cum yet, my mind traveled great distances. Since I wanted Melissa to cum at least once before I did, I tred to think of non sexual things. But her skills were causing my body betray me. 

"Open your eyes Tom."

I heard her but I couldn't. Afraid of what I might see. No woman had ever controlled my body the way Melinda could. It was supernatural ...she was the goddess. 

She made her request again, "I want you to look at me."

My eyes flew open and were instantly pierced by hers. I drowned in them. Sank deeper and deeper as her fingers went round and round, swirling, inching me towards an orgasm. I was rocking back and forth as she picked up speed. My cock was leaking and she used that fluid with her own. 

I was close to the edge and she knew it. Melinda stood up and took off her panties then quickly straddled me again. She stood before me, pussy in my face and let me inhale her earthy scent. I was like a caged animal. Wanting to taste her but knowing I couldn't. Wanting to fuck her but waiting to see what else she had in store. My cock was painfully hard ...twitching for her. Missing those swirling finger that had brought so much pleasure. 

Melinda squatted. Her opening was hovering about an inch above my erection and I could feel the moist heat. Slowly she lowered herself on to me. And just as slowly she raised herself up letting me slip free, only giving this hungry boy an appetizer. Again she slowly let my cock impale her and then slowly stood up. This time as my cock was released she moaned like the pleasure was killing her. A yummy sound from deep inside. 

Now we were still. All was still in the room. Melinda squatted down and allowed my erection to fill her one last time, tight like a glove. "Do you love me Tommy?"

"Yes." I had never said that to her before. Where did that come from?? My addled brain.

"Then let me fuck you." She whispered. "Just sit still and let me fuck you until I cum."

I nodded frantically like some silly cartoon character.

Melinda squeezed her muscles and rocked front to back, rubbing her clit against me. She knew just what I liked and didn't do it rough. She had complete control of the situation and used me for her pleasure. We were leaning at an angle with her breasts smooshed against my chest. With every movement she made, their softness caressed me. I tried to listen to her body and take my queues from it. I know she had asked me to be passive but she felt so good that I wasn't content being her dildo. My hips began to move. I met each thrust of hers, feeling her clit along my length. Pushing deep up into her until wicked sounds filled the room. Moans on top of moans. It wasn't long before her muscles contracted and massaged my cock as she came all over my lap. 

Melinda smiled a little, all innocent like what ever had possessed her had been expelled with her orgasm. Supernatural.

My cock was still hard because I hadn't cum. And so my water torture began again. This time I was slick with her juices so her fingertip slid easily round and round. Melinda kissed me as her fingers worked their magic. Wet and open ...we were slick with sweat. Soft breasts still pressed to my chest, sliding as we kissed. Kissing as we slid. Melinda's delicate little fingers working masterfully... purposefully. Controlling my body just as she controlled her own.

I felt my stream shooting and pulled away from her lips. My cum streaked our stomachs and her breasts. 

Drops of cream on her chocolate skin. Melinda gathered her breasts before me and licked off my residue. She gently trailed her tongue around and swallowed my seed, all the while gazing into my face. 

"Do you love me Tommy?"

"Yes."

I don't deserve her, my fabulous little Melinda.

The Swiss Trip



I arrived at the hostel later than planned as my flight had been delayed and I had missed a train. After checking in I went up to the room and was surprised at the beds. There was an ordinary set of bunks and a sort of cross between a bunk bed and Austrian twin – on each of the two levels there were two mattresses, each with a separate duvet, but with no space between them. The only place left was one of the those on the top of the Austrian-twin bunk, so that is where I went.

The next morning some of the people in the room left and by the time I went to bed the space beside me and the one below it were still free, but all the others were taken. About an hour later two Japanese girls, in their early twenties, came in and looked round the room; after a somewhat annoyed sounding conversation they went out again. A few minutes later they were back with the manager who was explaining to them (in English) that the hostel was completely full, there were no other beds available and they were told when they booked that they may be sharing with both men and women. 

They reluctantly accepted the two beds that were left and the girl who took the one next to me built a wall of clothes and bags where her mattress met mine. They then went away and half an hour or so later came back and went to bed – almost fully clothed.

During the night, I woke up feeling something around my groin and I realised that there was a hand unbuttoning the fly on my boxers. The hand then pulled out my cock which instantly became hard. It then wrapped itself round my cock and started gently stroking. I didn't want to risk cumming, so when I felt I was getting close I slowly turned over and the hand retreated back under the wall.

In the morning Hina (as I found was her name from her luggage label) barely acknowledged me. When I spoke to her she just replied "no English" (even though she seemed to have been able to talk to the Swiss manager in English the previous evening). I didn't see her or her friend again until the evening.

They came back as I was getting ready for bed and Hina went to bed a few minutes after me. She was wearing rather less than the previous night – just a T-shirt and knickers, and there was much less of a wall. More or less immediately a foot came across and rested on my legs and I waited to find out if anything would happen that night.

Obviously Hina was waiting for everyone in the room to be back, in bed and unlikely to turn the light on again. A few minutes after the last person in bed had finally put away his phone, Hina's hand came across again. It started like the previous night with her taking my cock out through the fly of my boxers (which was easier for her this time as I had not buttoned it up), putting her hand round it and gently stroking. Again, when I was getting close to cumming, I started to roll over, but this time, after letting go of my cock, she took hold of one of my hands and guided it across and inside her T-shirt to her breasts.

I ran my fingers round her nipples, which quickly became rock hard, and then started gently squeezing them, alternating between her breasts. After a bit she took my hand again and guided it down, into her knickers. At first I gently stroked the general area between her legs and the concentrated on her clit for a while before inserting a finger into her moist opening. After a few minutes she took my hand again and guided it back to my side. I went to sleep hoping that she was staying at least another night (as I was staying for one more) and wondering what would be in store if she was.

Again, in the morning Hina virtually ignored me and I didn't see her during the day.

In the early evening I was caught out in a short but torrential thunderstorm and came back to the hostel completely drenched. My clothes were dripping so I wanted to get out of them and into something dry as quickly as possible. When I got up to the room, Hina, who was sitting on her bed doing something with her iPad, was the only person there. I stripped off my wet clothes (leaving them in a pile on the floor) before finding my towel and some dry clothes. While I was naked Hina looked up and scowled at me leaving me wondering whether I had done something highly inappropriate and blown the chances of anything happening that night.

After getting changed, and hanging up my wet clothes, I went to a nearby bar for a few beers and when I got back to the hostel I hung around downstairs until I was ready to turn in.

When I went up to the room, Hina and her friend seemed to be getting ready for bed (with Hina wearing T-shirt and knickers again). Before going to bed I went to the bathroom and when I got back Hina was in bed – and this time all there was to the wall between us was one, rolled up, towel.

I waited and waited, not knowing if anything was going to happen. Some of the others in the room were not back until some time later and once they were they seemed to take ages doing things. Even after all this I must have waited for at least an hour with nothing happening before I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up hearing rustling from Hina's direction. I soon realised that she had taken the towel and was unrolling it under her duvet, she had also moved her duvet across so it was overlapping with mine. When she noticed that I was awake she grabbed one of my hands and placed it between her legs revealing that she was not now wearing knickers. She also moved across onto my mattress and started grinding her bum against my hard cock through my boxers in a spooning position. I continued stroking and fingering her like the previous night, with occasional detours to her breasts, for several minutes until she stopped me.

Quite suddenly Hina stopped grinding, she took my hand and placed it on my body and moved away from me. She started moving things around again and then everything went quiet. I though that she had finished for the night (and the holiday). But after two or three minutes her hand came across and took my hard cock out of my boxers. She was not gently stroking as before, but was pulling and I needed to move towards her to avoid it being uncomfortable. As I did so, I felt the towel and realised that she had laid it out between us and wanted to get me on it. When I moved fully onto the towel, she reverted to the gentle stokes, but not for long.

She turned over and moved back towards me into a spooning position and as she did so guided my hard cock into her moist opening. She started slowly moving up and down on my cock and I joined in by thrusting in the same rhythm. I was a bit too energetic and the bed started creaking – we both froze. After what seemed like ages (but was probably only a few seconds) Hina started slowly moving again. I decided to leave her in control, but started fingering her nipples.

Almost as soon as we had got going again a phone went off and again we froze. A man in a bottom bunk got up and started rummaging in his bag while we lay, coupled but motionless. Eventually he found the phone and went out of the room. For some time we remained like that, but eventually Hina started moving again, until we were interrupted again when he came back in again. 

Once he was back in bed we carried on and after several minutes I came in Hina. She held my cock as she slowly slid herself off it and when it was fully out she squeezed the last drops of my cum onto her fingers before licking it off. She then dried my cock with the towel and tucked it back into my boxers.

At 6am two alarms went off and Hina and her friend got up and started packing. For about an hour they were in and out of the room; everyone else was still in bed and I think all except me went back to sleep. Eventually they were finished and the two of them went out together with all their bags.

Just as they were going through the door, Hina said something and then came back in, leaving her friend in the corridor. She climbed up onto her bed, squeezed my cock, and whispered "arigato gozaimasu, otosan" to me. She then picked something up off the bed and left.



The Switch



Rita discovered the world of BDSM about a year ago but had not really had much experience in it until about 6 months ago when she put her profile up on an alternative sex website. 

She didn't really know whether she was a sub or Domme, but she really enjoyed the idea of control and submission.  She was very much in charge of things in her vanilla life, where she owned her own business with a small staff.  

So she was very used to controlling others and seeing to their welfare. So it was only natural for her to decide she was a Domme despite the fact that she was tired of being in charge 24/7.  

She viewed various profiles to see what was out there.  She sifted through the flood of emails she received in response to her profile.  She had mistakenly listed herself as bi-curious and many of the responses were from women.  While she was not interested in having a female sub, their profiles made fascinating reading.  Some of them touched a chord in her that she didn't realize was there.  But she was so much more comfortable being in charge and despite the curiosity those profiles aroused in her, she didn't change her original decision that she was a Dominant rather than a submissive.  

She found a couple of different submissive men and had some sessions with them but was totally turned off by their lack of ego.  They were doormats pretending to be men.  

Finally, she found a sub who matched her desires.  He was older than she was, well educated, worked in well paying professional job, and had experience as both a sub and a Dom.  So she replied to his email.  From there, they corresponded regularly and finally she allowed him to call her.  His voice and mannerisms on the phone were so sexy.  She was totally taken by him.  

He took her commands readily, and even, eagerly.  But he had a sense of self, he was not a doormat.  He was obviously sexually aroused by her domination. But, strangely enough, she wasn't.  But he was so sweet and caring, that she didn't care.  At least at first.  

But there were aspects of being a Domme and of men that she just wasn't sure about.  So she wrote to a Dom whose profile she liked to ask his advice.  He wrote back with some answers and some questions.  

She liked the way he wrote and the thought he put into his answers.  So she started exchanging regular emails with him.  It was obvious that he was completely comfortable in the Dominant role.  

He was not a sadist, not into humiliation for the sake of humiliating a sub, he was just a person who was in control of himself and those around him and completely comfortable with being so.  As he described his philosophy and training techniques, she started to imagine what it would be like to be his sub. 


But this was only imagination.  In real life, she had an online sub that she was soon to meet.  They had a special weekend planned. Since they lived far apart, the planning for this weekend was important.  It wouldn't be a quick meeting over dinner.  She felt as though she was falling in love with him.  He seemed to be everything she wanted.  

Finally, the big day came. He met her at the airport and they shared their first kiss.  It was not the passionate kiss she had imagined, but rather a quick peck on the lips.  What was this?  Where was the passion he showed in his emails and on the phone?  

She decided it must be the public forum and decided to wait until they were in private for more.  They chatted as they drove to her hotel, mostly about the sights she could see as they drove into the city.  When they reached her hotel, he grabbed her bags and carried them in for her, just as she expected him to.  He stood quietly by as she checked in and then followed her to her room.  

Once in the room, she turned to get a kiss and this one was much better.  At least, it was more passionate. But still not the soul shattering kiss she had imagined for their first kiss.  She commanded him to strip, a command he followed eagerly.  Once naked, she commanded him to kneel. She lifted her skirt and revealed her thong covered pussy.  Where upon she pulled aside the thong and commanded him to eat her pussy, a task he threw himself into whole heartedly.  

He licked and slurped until she came, but once again it was not as she imagined it would be.  When she had cum, she let him fuck her for the first time but he didn't cum until she spoke to him in her command voice and told him to either cum or get out.  

He had an evening planned for them, showing her the sights and a nice dinner for two.  So they got dressed and went out.  The evening was enjoyable but not very exciting.  She was beginning to think that there wasn't any chemistry between them but decided to wait and see.  

Once back at her hotel, she proceeded to command his obedience.  She whipped him when he didn't obey her quickly enough and finally tied him spread out on the bed.  Then she mounted his cock and used it for her pleasure, an event that clearly excited him.  

Finally, he left for the night. He had to work the next morning for a few hours.  As soon as he left, she logged on to her email and noticed her Dom mentor was online.  

For the next few hours they chatted over IM about her feelings. He gave her advice and once again she wondered what it would be like to be his sub. He was so masterful, confident, and caring.  

Finally they signed off and she went to bed.  As 
she lay there in bed, she started to think about her mentor.  As she thought of him, her hand crept down to her pussy where it started rubbing her clit.  Before long she came explosively, but what shocked her as she came was that she yelled "Master!"  

As she lay there in the afterglow of an incredible orgasm she considered what had just happened.  What was she doing, cumming to fantasies of being a sub?!  It took her a long time to fall asleep that night, her mind a morass of confusion.  What was she?  A Domme or a sub?  How could she be a sub?  She was a business owner, a manager of people, a driving force in her community!  It could not be!  

But in her heart of hearts, she longed to have someone care for her.  Someone to take the burden of decision making from her, at least for a few hours.

Finally she fell asleep only to wake up groggily the next morning.  She ordered a room service breakfast  and logged on.  Disappointingly, her Dom mentor was not online. So she responded to her emails and checked the stock market to see how her portfolio was doing.  

While she was checking her portfolio, an IM came up on her screen. It was her Dom mentor!  She immediately responded to his query and they proceeded to chat for the next two hours.  

She shared her confusion with him and he responded playfully with some commands. Commands she willingly, no, eagerly followed.  As she was kneeling naked on the floor, she realized her pussy was so wet that it was dripping down her leg.  

Now she was really confused.  When he allowed her to sit at her computer again, she told him what had happened.  He suggested that she was just reacting to her disappointment with her current sub and should wait to see what happened with him today.  He told her that deciding to change roles was a big decision, one that she should consider fully.  

So, armed with his advice, she dressed for her day with her sub.  She selected a power suit, one that conveyed her commanding personality and would send a subconscious message to her sub that She was in charge.

He arrived at her door at the appointed time.  She opened the door and strode past him, clearly expecting him to follow.  When they arrived at his car, she held out her hand for the keys.  She was in charge and expected to drive.  He meekly handed her the keys and held the car door open for her.  He closed the door after she was inside and ran around to get in the passenger side.  

The day went well enough, he was properly submissive while showing her the sights.  But as they approached her hotel that evening, she was not satisfied.  So when they entered her suite, she ordered him to strip and proceeded to whip him to vent her frustration.  

But even that did not help.  So she once again tied him to the bed and used him for her pleasure.  But when she finally came, it was only a shadow to the orgasm she had had the previous evening fantasizing about being her mentor's sub.  

So she sent her sub home, confusion evident on his face.  She just said she had a headache and wanted nothing more than to lie down.  

As soon as he left, she got online again and found, to her relief, that her Dom mentor was online too.  Even better, he had his webcam on. So she turned hers on also.  This time, he wasted no time in commanding her to kneel naked in front of the computer.  A command she eagerly obeyed.  

For the next couple of hours, he commanded her to assume various positions and even subject herself to discipline.  She felt funny applying the clamps she had bought to use on her sub to her own nipples and clit.  The same with a butt plug in her ass. But the inner peace she felt as she submitted to His will was incredible!  

She almost exploded each time he let her cum and he let her cum multiple times!!  It seemed just an instant had passed when he told her he was signing off for the night.  But it was 3 in the morning! They had been at it for 5 hours.  She wearily climbed into bed and fell into a deep, deep sleep.  

She was only awoken by a pounding on the door.  As she blearily peered at the clock, she was surprised to see it was 10 a.m., long past the time she was supposed to meet her sub for breakfast.  Realizing it must be him; she climbed out of bed and stumbled to the door to let him in.  

His eyes went wide when she opened the door; he was obviously staring at her breasts.  But he had seen them before, so what was he looking at with that expression?  So she looked down, only to see the nipple clamps still attached as well as one attached to her clit.  

It seemed incredible that she had fallen asleep with them on.  Now that she realized they were there, she realized her nipples and clit were numb.  She let her sub in without saying a word and proceeded to remove the clips.  The pain of the blood rushing in behind the clips as they came off was excruciating!  But at the same time it was exhilarating!  She actually came from the pain. Forgetting her sub was in the room, she let out a series of loud moans as the orgasm washed over her.  What must he think?!!  She realized that she didn't care.  

So she stumbled to the shower and proceeded to let the hot water beat down on her.  As she emerged from the shower, her sub was there with a towel.  As he dried her off, she reflected on what was happening. She realized that she would be so much happier being the one drying rather than the one being dried off.  

She strode back into the bedroom and proceeded to dress, still without a word to her sub.  "Let us go eat." Her first words of the morning.  In silence, they went to the hotel dining room where they were seated in an out of the way table.  

The confusion in her mind was falling away as she realized what had happened to her last night. She realized that she was a sub and only desired to be a sub!  As this incredible realization bubbled over her, she felt a great sense of relief.  She knew, in her heart, that she wanted only to be cherished and controlled by a Man. 

Not just any Man, but her Dom mentor.  So she began to softly talk to this man beside her who was also a sub.  She told him of her recent confusion, her gradual change, and of the epiphany she had just experienced.  At first, his face showed some anger which gave way to disappointment and finally he was nodding his head. He understood!  

He told of a similar experience, when he realized he was not a Dom, but a sub.  He told her he not only understood but that he had sensed her confusion earlier.  They clasped hands and shared a look, the look of two people who have found their place in life and love even if it wasn't with each other. 

Both knew they had a life long friend, someone to share their learning and joy with.  After a long, leisurely and friendly breakfast, they parted.  Each to seek out their destinies.  He, to search for his Domme. She to email the Man she hoped would be her Master.  

She rushed to her room and immediately logged on, finding Him online!  She wrote to him of her revelation and asked Him if he would be willing to accept her as his sub.  He said he was seeking a new sub but could not make a decision without meeting her.  So they arranged to meet the very next weekend.  She asked Him if he would use her as his online sub, at least for today.  He agreed!  Her heart soared at the news!  

For the next few hours he put her through her paces.  He forced her to submit in ways she had never contemplated making her sub do.  At one point, He required her to go outside and expose herself to a bunch of teenage boys walking by in the hallway.  

It was incredible, it was humiliating, it was freedom!  The incredible day finally ended, leaving her exhausted but satisfied in way she had never been.  Again, she fell into a deep dreamless sleep, the sleep of a fully sated woman.  

She rose early the next morning and rushed to catch her plane home.  But she took a moment to log on and let Him know what she was doing, how much she wanted him, and that she would give herself fully to him without any limits.  


The next week passed slowly.  Each evening, he would give her a little of his time but he was busy and could not properly instruct her.  So by the weekend, she was having a hard time concentrating.  She was so anxious to meet Him, afraid that He would not take her as his.  

Friday finally came and with it her flight to Him.  It seemed as though the trip to the airport and the subsequent flight happened as if in a dream.  Finally she landed in His town.  As she emerged from the security gate, she saw a sign with her name on it.  Her heart started beating so loudly she thought everyone around her could hear it.  

She quickly walked over to Him.  His face lit up upon seeing her and then he folder her in his arms, giving her the most passionate kiss she had ever had.  His tongue explored her mouth before working up to tickle her ear where he whispered "I am glad you came, little one."  

Taking her by the arm, he led her to pick up her bags.  He surprised her by picking up her bags and carrying them himself.  Sensing her surprise, he whispered to her "Your submission is a private thing, just between us.  Perhaps later, you may display your status to the world as a whole. But for now, we are just a regular couple in public."  

Where this would lead, whether she would become fully submissive.  Those were questions only time could answer.  



The Switch



I am waiting for you when you come through the door. I do not speak but instead motion for you to follow me. As I turn you notice the red lace peeking out from under the white t-shirt I have taken from your drawer. The shirt grazes the curve of my buttocks, so that each step gives you a glimpse of my rounded cheeks and the red lace. As we climb the stairs the shirt rises more. I turn and see you watching my buttocks. I wink at you over my shoulder and peel the t-shirt off, dropping it down the stairs. Now you have a full view of the skimpy lace covering my derriere. 

"Like the view?" I ask teasingly.

Not waiting for your reply I run the rest of the way up the stairs. Calling back to you "come get it if you do" as I cover my naked breasts.

I hear your husky laugh and your quickening footsteps as I wait behind the bedroom door. You notice the bright red scarves tied to the 4 bed posts and the sleep mask on the table. 

I step out from behind the door, my long red curls covering my nipples, slapping my palm with your favorite riding crop, a firm black instrument ending in a red leather heart. 

"Up for a little switch tonight Darling?" I ask as I let the crop kiss my thigh. The smack showing your attention jumping in your dress slacks.

You laugh again as you agree to play along, intrigued by my brazenness. I am usually your submissive but tonight I have a surprise planned for you.

I slap your behind with the crop and tell you to remove your clothes for me, as I walk around your firm body and glide the crop over your growing arousal. I help you shrug out of your black suit jacket and drape it over the chair. I bite your ear lobe and breathily say now the shirt, as I smack your taunt buttocks once again. I stand behind you unbuttoning your shirt from the bottom as you work down from the top. I pull it from your shoulders as our hands meet adding it to the chair, while slowly running the crop down your spine. I reach around and unfasten your belt and pants, reaching in to squeeze the evidence of your excitement. I hear you inhale sharply. 

"Lose the pants" I command as my own arousal dampens my red lace. 

As you drop your pants to the ground I run the crop head up the backs of your bare thighs and over your tight fitting boxer briefs. I bend down and gently bite your right cheek, as the crop finds its way to the front of your right thigh landing firmly on your bare skin. I smile as you try to muffle your surprise. 

"It has a bite doesn't it my Darling David?"

I am leaning against your back, my hard nipples grazing your taunt muscles, your taunt buttocks slipping across my stomach. I run my tongue down your spine and follow the waistband of your briefs, the crop gently tapping the side of your right thigh to remind you that tonight I am in charge. 

I slip the crop into your waistband as I command "Now the briefs."

As you peel off your underwear I glide the edge of the heart down the crack of your buttocks. As the briefs reach your ankles I tell you to leave them there and spread your legs as far as you can. I run the crop down your right inner leg and then slapping your left thigh as I push you to stretch further. I watch you clench your buttocks and marvel at the beauty of your naked body. You are exquisite. I marvel that yours is the body of a 45 year old, for you are every bit the model for an ancient statue, my own personal David. 

I reach around and cup your sex in my hand as my lower lips quiver in anticipation. A small moan escapes from me as I rub my thumb over your head feeling the moisture gather at the tip. I slap your left cheek with the crop, turning it pink. The crop slips between your legs. As I gently kiss your manhood with the heart I hear your moan echoing mine. I laugh softly and order you to lay in the middle of the bed with the pillow under the small of your back and hips. 

You eagerly comply. I walk to the end of the bed telling you to spread your legs wide. I secure each ankle to a bottom post using the silky scarves. I slap your left thigh with the crop causing you to jump and testing the strength of my knots. I am pleased that they hold.

"Now raise your arms" I order as I graze your stomach with the crop and tap lightly. 

I walk to the head of the bed and secure each of your wrists, tugging to make sure the knots will hold. 

"I believe you have seen enough my Darling"

I slip the sleep mask over your eyes. You make such a lovely picture, all secured and vulnerable, your cock pointing to true north. I glide the crop down its length and gently tap your balls. I am rewarded with your moan and tightened thighs. I lean down and kiss the head sucking the moisture from the slit and running my tongue around the crown. For effect I slap the bed loudly with the crop as I suck your entire length into my eager mouth. 

"My, my, my, aren't you jumpy tonight Master" I laugh. Turning the tables on you is such a thrill. I know that before the night is over I will be paid back with my bare buttocks feeling the bite of the crop, but I am determined to earn each stroke. 

I bite your inner thigh and take an ice cube from the bowl on the other nightstand. The pillow has lifted you nicely exposing your balls and tight little pucker. I run the cube over your stomach and hear your quick inhalation. Then the cube finds the warm skin under your sac and your buttocks clenches. I let the cube melt dripping to your anus, before running the cube along the crack and around the tight hole. I fill my mouth with hot tea from the thermos, leaving some in my mouth as I suck your hard shaft into my mouth and push the ice cube into your back door. The contrast of warm and cold makes your cock jump. I hear you low moans as I worship your strong staff. My tongue follows the veins while my finger pushes the ice in a little more. I swallow slipping your hard cock deeper into my throat, my hair tickling your stomach and thighs. I feel your balls tighten and taste the salty cum leaking from your head. I pull your cock out and take another sip of hot tea.

"Are you ready to cum for me Master?" I ask, but do not wait for your answer as I swiftly suck your cock all the way down and push a new cube in as far as I can allowing my finger to fuck your ass in rhythm with my mouth.

I hear you grunt and feel your cock swell as you strain at your restraints and lift further from the bed. I pull your hips up burying your shaft to the hilt in my hot mouth. I hear you scream out "Kali" as your warm cum explodes down my throat. I swallow every bit, continuing to rub your prostate with the ice cube until you collapse onto the bed, breathing heavily. 

As your breathing settles, you ask sweetly for me to untie you. I release your feet first and then your wrists. As your last wrist is freed you quickly whip off the blindfold while firmly grabbing my arm. Holding me in place you catch my eyes in your icy stare and growl "you little one are in big trouble."

I think it is going to be a long, long night.



The Switch



Avis dearly loved her sister, but many times, she acted like a spoiled brat. This was one such time.

"Please Avis," she begged. "You have to do this for me!"

Avis looked at Erin the way she always did when she made that kind of comment, with a look that would wither plants. "Oh no, I don't," Avis answered with more than a hint of annoyance in her voice. "Just why is it you can't go on this date with Cole in the first place?"

Avis' sister was very much the kind of girl who wants the see what the grass is like on the other side of the fence. It came as no surprise to Avis when Erin said "Daniel wants to take me to a concert tonight and he's really hot. He's a big shot in the music business; maybe he could introduce me to some rock stars. Come on Avis, do this for me. I'll even pay you and let you wear anything you like from my closet."

Okay, that was not playing fair. Erin was a buyer for a large department store chain and had a closet of clothes to die for. Avis loved about 95% of everything in her sister's closet.

"You don't think he'll notice I'm, like, 4 years older than you and 3 inches taller?" Avis asked her, trying to be rational about all of this.

"It's our first date, we've never met in person," Erin told her older sister. Avis knew only the barest fats about Cole. He was in his late 40's, successful and her sister had met him during a business conference over the Internet and they had hit it off. "Maybe he won't remember me describing how tall I am but I don't want him being stood up. You think on your feet. Can't you think of something to tell him? Tell him I was fudging some details or something. If Danny doesn't work out, I can apologize to Cole, no harm, no foul."

THAT was Avis' sister in a nutshell. She expected people to forgive her for any little slight because she was cute and pretty. She wasn't at all considerate of anyone's feelings, save for her own. Avis loved her because she did have some good qualities -- hard pressed as she might be to think of them at that moment -- but she didn't always like Erin very much.

Still, there were three things making Avis consider helping her out. One was a cute red blouse and skirt she had been dying to wear, although the skirt would barely cover her rump. Two was the fact that Cole was considerably older than she was and Avis had always been attracted to older men. Her most recent boyfriend had been 15 years her senior. Three was Avis' recent split from that selfsame boyfriend, so recent she didn't even have her own apartment yet. Avis guessed that she owed Erin for the free rent the past month, so she agreed to her scheme. Erin spent the next several hours filling Avis in on Cole and the more she talked, the more Avis thought she was nuts for skipping out on the date. He really sounded like a winner. Tall, gorgeous, intelligent, funny and he owned his own business. He was well-read and articulate and interested in sex. In other words, everything Avis' jock ex was not. The only book Gary ever picked up was the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit issue and he'd even skip the articles in there. Avis still had no idea why she agreed to go out with him in the first place, let alone live with him for two years. Then, she remembered. He was good looking and a strong, long-lasting fucker with a nice-sized cock.

Avid needed a night out and the restaurant where she was to meet Cole was a nice one, so she agreed to the switch. Erin took her sister to her favorite salon and got her all fancied up, she hadn't indulged in pampering for a while and it was kind of nice. When 7 PM rolled around, Avis had to admit that she was really anxious. She hoped he'd like her -- Erin -- whoever she was supposed to be.

Avis walked into the restaurant on 4 inch heels and looked around. If she expected to find some kind of guy who was nothing like he had told Erin he was, she was in for a surprise. Walking towards her was an absolute god.

No kidding, a living god, Apollo or Adonis or someone like that. Tall, wavy blonde hair, good looks, smiling face, buff and broad-shouldered. The kind of man who makes men like Robert Redford at his prime look like a "4". Avis couldn't believe that Cole was twenty years her senior, they appeared to be only a few years apart. He neared Avis and handed her a rose. "You said you were a pretty redhead, so I'm hoping that you're Erin?"

She nearly got lost in the deep blue pools of his eyes but was able to snap back to reality. "Uh yes, I am. Hello Cole, it's nice to finally meet you," Avis said as she extended her hand. He took Avis' hand and led them to a private booth. She was impressed so far, this man had class and he deserved way better than her sister -- me. "Funny," he commented. "I didn't think you'd be this tall."

Avis chuckled. "I fudged a few details, please don't be too angry. I'm also wearing the highest pair of heels I own. They're not the most comfortable but since I got a good look at your baby blues, they're worth a bit of discomfort." Hah! Score one for the pretty redhead! He was smiling broadly and Avis knew that if he was as nice a person as he looked, there was no way in hell her sister was getting him back.

"I don't believe you're 26 either," Cole said to me, smiling that smile that made him look like Adonis or Apollo or one of the beautiful men in statues. I thought we were busted until he smiled and said "I'd say you're 22, tops." Zing! This man knew how to flatter a girl. 

"I'm a bit older than that, but I accept the compliment," she said to him with gracious humor. "I'd love a glass of wine if you're going to have something."

Cole nodded and asked Avis if she would mind him ordering. Every time he spoke to her, he kept putting his hand on top of hers. He could have asked Avis to take out the trash and she would have smiled and nodded. He was gracious and charming to everyone, even their sommelier bent over backwards to please him. The Merlot was wonderful and the company, even more so. The time just seemed to fly by as they ate an exquisite meal and got to know each other better.

"I'd like to see you again," Cole smiled at the end of the night. Avis nodded her head and decided Erin's loss was her gain. She would deal with her younger sister when she got home later that evening.

"How was the date?" Erin wanted to know immediately on Avis' return.

"Very nice, how was yours?" Avis said, hoping to change the subject.

"Okay, we didn't make the concert, his buddy didn't come through on the tickets," Erin sighed. "We just went to his apartment and made out for a bit. Did Cole ask for another date with you -- me -- again?"

Avis should have known, you couldn't distract her sister from something with a keg of dynamite. "Yes, he did and I'm going. Sorry kid, but he's great and I want to see him again. I'm going to tell him everything and hope he forgives me, but you passed up a truly nice guy," she said, turning and leaving the room. She could hear Erin sputtering behind her but knew her sister would get over it. Erin thought of men like some people thought of busses, there'd be another one along in a minute or two. Avis was enchanted by Cole and she really, REALLY hoped he wouldn't be angry over the deception.

Her next date with Cole was at an amusement park. Even thought their date was casual, he still dressed in a nice pair of slacks and a good shirt. She decided to tease a little and wore a crop-top, leather pants and high-heeled boots. She was proud of her firm midriff and she had recently gotten her navel pierced. Cole told her she looked hot and the evening was off to a good start. They walked the Midway and ate junk food and if Cole wasn't the sexiest, handsomest man she had ever met, then he was good enough until she met a real god sent from the heavens. She stayed close to Cole as much as she could and felt his strong muscles through his shirt. Was there anything about this man that wasn't perfect? Oh yes -- he was too tall and blocked out the sun, that was it, she giggled to herself.

"I'm having such a good time, Cole," she said to him. "This was a great idea for a date, much more interesting than going to a movie or dancing."

"I'm glad you're having a good time," he said to the pretty redhead. "Were you ever planning on telling me that you're Avis and not Erin?"

Avis stopped dead in tracks, nearly dropping her cotton candy. "I'm not going to deny it and I apologize for the deception. How did you know?"

"I knew a few minutes after meeting you," Cole said as he squeezed her hand. "Don't worry, I'm not angry about the deception. I'm having a blast with Avis and I'm really not sorry that Erin blew me off."

"But how ...?"

"Your sister has some good qualities but a good memory is not one of them," Cole laughed as they began walking again. "She told me she had a sister a few days after we started talking and she described you -- almost to a T, as it turns out. When you showed up, I wanted to see what you were pulling but ten minutes into our date, I didn't care." He did a little mock bow and said "Hello Avis, it's nice to meet you. I'm Cole."

For some reason she didn't understand, Avis pulled his face close to hers and kissed him. "Nice to meet you, you handsome nut. I'm glad you didn't mind the substitution and thank you for forgiving me. Shall we get on with our date?"

"What do you want to do next?"

"Let's go somewhere and have dinner, let me treat. I know a great Chinese place, it's inexpensive and the food is great." He nodded so they got in Cole's little MG and made the short drive to the restaurant. Now that she didn't have to be "Erin", Avis could be even flirtier. If the rest of the date went this well, she didn't think she'd be going back to her sister's apartment tonight. Avis wasn't like her sister as regarding sexual matters. Erin freely admitted to being a bit of a slut. Avis did not fuck on the first date or the second; usually it took her a while to warm up. With Cole, she felt as if she were on fire.

"Great dinner, thanks for treating," Cole commented as she paid their bill. "What's next? It's still early."

"Do you live far from here?" She asked.

"No, only about a twenty minute drive, why?"

"IF you don't mind a woman being forward and IF you think you'd be interested, I'd like to back to your apartment and get out of these clothes and into a nice, big bed and fuck," she told him bluntly. "IF my being forward isn't a problem for you."

"It might be, but I'll try to get over it," Cole said as he nuzzled the side of her neck. "God, you smell good."

"I taste good too, but you'll find that out for yourself," Avis flirted. "I should have jumped your bones on the first date, God knows, I wanted to. I plan to make up for lost time, think you can handle that?" She asked as they drove to Cole's home. She was startled when she saw it. Far from a typical "bachelor pad" it was a nice, three bedroom house with a beautiful lawn and nicely landscaped everywhere. Cole let them in and then swept up the tinier Avis in his arms.

"Think this will be the start of a beautiful friendship?" He asked, nibbling her ear.

"It sure might be if you keep quoting that movie, I love Casablanca," she told him. "It's such a romantic film, maybe one of the best ever made."

"Well, here's looking at YOU, kid," Cole joked as he hugged her close and kissed her full, red lips. She nearly melted in his arms.

"You can do a lot more than just look once we get to your bedroom," Avis teased. "I'm so hot for you that I'm burning up, let's go!" They ran for his bedroom and Avis had her top off before Cole even caught up to her. He marveled at the tiny perfection of her breasts and her wavy, red hair. Her skin was as soft as satin and as she joined him on the bed, he reached to touch her. She got out of her tight leather pants next and wore only a tiny thong. That was kicked away and now his new young girlfriend sat naked beside him. She started fumbling with his clothes which knocked Cole out of his little fugue. Did Avis not know how stunning she really was? The two of them kept on kissing while she got his clothes removed. Then, they tumbled around on the bed until the lovely redhead was on top of him. She moved down his body with her lips and hands until his cock was twitching near her mouth. Avis licked her lips and slid his thick manhood into her mouth. She had known it would taste good and she sucked and bobbed and weaved, hoping to achieve her goal of getting him off. Avis wanted the night to be a long one and she bet that Cole would be the kind of lover who could deliver that promise.

Cole returned his lover's erotic attentions until she was shaking and gasping with pleasure. He made her cum three times before letting her up. She straddled him and watched him as he rolled on a condom. Her body thrilled as she slid down on his cock and began to fuck him. Cole was a great fuck and he didn't just lie there and let her do all of the work. His hands were not idle for even a minute. He played with her body and had her trembling as she moved up and down on his shaft. She liked the fact that Cole's masculinity didn't seem threatened by her taking a measure of control. Her body thrilled to each sensation he provided for her and when she was done and hit her fourth orgasm, she knew Cole needed to have a bit of fun himself. She got on her back and saw his handsome face beaming down at her as she wrapped her heel-clad legs around his back. He was perfect in this position, not too hard and not too gentle. Cole fucked a girl the way she needed to be fucked and she needed to be fucked again. He had not cum yet, where had they made this man and did they break the mold after? After about 20 minutes of impressive sex, Cole finally allowed himself to cum. Avis moved close and snuggled in his arms. Something happened to her that had never happened before, not with any lover. She fell asleep, completely secure with this lovely man. When she awoke, it was nearly 11:30 PM and she could smell fresh coffee. She put her clothes back on and joined Cole in his kitchen. They talked for a long while. No promises were made, yet both knew they shared some kind of connection. Cole offered to take Avis home, but she ran upstairs and he followed a trail of clothes. "I'm a big girl and I don't have a curfew," she laughed. "Let's go a few more rounds, IF you think you can handle me," she grinned.

He could handle her all right and did so two more times. It was after 3 when she returned to Erin's. Her sister had been home all night, after discovering her date wasn't the "music executive" he had claimed to be, merely a clerk in a music store. Erin's bad taste in men continued. As for Avis, she had Cole's number in her pocket and another date set for Friday. Her sister had done her another favor and she owed her big for introducing her to perfect Cole. Avis thought that perhaps if she and Cole had kids, maybe she'd make Erin Godmother to one of them.



The Switch



It was a long work day...tired I walk to the car laughing and saying good bye to my staff. Glad to be off again tomorrow I quickly call you to tell you I'm on my way to the hotel. The phone rings, and rings. I roll my eyes when your voicemail kicks in. I leave a slightly annoyed message about not being able to reach you before adding that I'm on my way. 

Picking up my room key which you left with the front desk. I walk into the room, I close the door as I step into the room expecting to see you in your usual submissive pose on your knees awaiting my orders, but you are not there. My eyes scan the span of the floor space and you are no were to be found. 

Having a brief moment of panic, my insecurities begin to hit me as I think you may have run out of time and simply left. Walking across the room, I am surprised when I find in the bathroom, I push the door open to find you standing there leaning against the vanity....in jeans and a Michigan t-shirt I try not to smile as you hit me with the familiar grin you get when you know I like what I see.

Stepping into the bathroom I ask what your doing when you tell me to get on the floor. Rolling my eyes I start to walk past you and you step into my path. Looking at me you say with authority I said get on the floor. I hesitate watching as you grab my hand guiding me where you want me to go. Standing in front of me you a pull a tie out of your pocket and blind fold me and position me on my knees. I listen as you undo your pants. I bring my hands up as a way to compensate as a loss of my vision but you stop then. Explaining that last night I was wrong, I was selfish and neglected to think of you, I wanted thing my way....tonight we will do it your way. My clit begins to throb at the thought of being dominated by you. Grabbing my head you guide your cock into my mouth, and I moan as I take you all the way in. The first few strokes are slow and soft I am shocked when you clench your hands in my hair and ram your cock down my throat, punishment for the bad that I have done. You love the feel of my tongue and the suction of my lips as you guide my head where you want it to go. 

Pulling away you stand me up. Leaving my blind fold in place you pull up my top and begin to suck on my tits circling your tongue around my hard nipples. Tilting my head up you kiss me before sliding down my pants. 

Standing there bottomless you take your hand slide it against my clit before poking into my hot wet opening. I moan as you push in and pull out. Grabbing my hand, you slowly lead me to the bed before placing your hand between my shoulder blades and pushing me forward bending only at the waist leaving my feet to remain on the floor.

I listen as you walk to the night stand to retrieve something. Assuming it is a condom I spread my legs farther apart to allow full access when you return.

I am shocked when I feel the lube trickling down my ass. I begin I stand up but you forcefully place your hand on my back to stop me. Guiding me back down you explain I was bad last night and I now owe you, you plan to collect your payment from here.....rubbing your finger against my tight ass as you gently push into the opening. I say nothing and listen as you explain you are going to go slow but I must provide 10 strokes as payment for my bad behavior. Understanding and willing to submit I mentally prepare to take my punishment I ease back onto the bed. 

You poke your fingers preparing my virgin ass for your penetration. There is a hint of pain as you add an additional finger. Satisfied I am no long tensing against you, you begin to work the tip in. My ass is tight and requires some effort and patience on your part. You watch me with enjoyment as you know you have complete control. Once you have worked your way in you tell me I must count your strokes. In and out I gasp tensing as I say one.....in and out I don't say anything I moan as you begin to rubbing my clit....in and out I say three. You stop and tell me it only counts if I say it out loud so now we start back at one.....Shocked by both the dominance and slight hint of anger in your voice I comply counting to 10 with no mistakes. I take it, whispering I am sorry for last night as you pull out.



The Switch



© 2013 by S. C. Edward.



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Zach looked at the time on his watch. It was getting late as he sat on the bleachers of the football court. He was impatiently waiting for Ashley to finish her cheers. They had been high school sweethearts, and now attended the same college. It was their second year at the university, and while Zach remained a Psychology major, Ashley switched from Nursing to Physical Education. She applied for the college cheer-leading squad, and was quickly accepted; after all she did fit the bill for the position. Ashley was a petite, red-headed hottie. She never had any problems with getting her way because of her looks, and she became popular in a very short time.

Zach supported her and came to all her practices and games; however, the whole routine was becoming tedious. He was beginning to realize that their relationship was suffering, because she never had time for him anymore. He loved her, but his patience was wearing thin. For the past two months, he couldn't count how many times she blew him off for practice and cheer-leading meetings. He had responsibilities too, and even he made time for her. Ashley was becoming too absorbed in the college football world, and didn't seem to care about them as a couple. Still, Zach was hesitant to leave her and hoped that she would come to her senses. Now he was waiting for practice to end, and it seemed that he would only have to wait half an hour longer.

"Thank God it's almost over." he thought.

"Hey man!" a voice called out to him.

Zach turned to see Shawn, one of the football players coming towards him. The two first met at one of the games, and became very good friends. He and Zach would sometimes double date with their girlfriends, and also drink together. Zach had been so busy with exams and trying to get some quality time with Ashley, that he'd abandoned his friend.

"Hey, how ya' been?" Zach replied.

"Good...got our game in two days. You coming?"

"I don't know. Ashley and I aren't doin' so good. Zach said sadly. "I gotta worry about my exams, plus I start an internship soon. It's gonna be tough."

"Damn man...well after the game, we're gonna celebrate right?" Shawn said, obviously trying to get his spirits up. "I haven't seen you in...shit I don't know how long! Maybe everything will be good with y'all after the game. Everybody's all stressed out."

"And you're not?" Zach asked with a slight frown.

Shawn always seemed to be able to keep his cool no matter what was going on. Zach envied him on that note.

"Nah man! I got this! You know those scouts will be there. They're gonna be looking for talent, and got everybody on edge. Maybe that's why you ain't seen your girl much. "

"Yeah maybe."

"Come on man, don't do that. Everything will be good! Maybe we can go see that new spy movie or sumthin'. I wanted you to meet my new girl. Well...she's not new anymore."

"New? What happened to Tara?"

"Oh... shit wasn't workin' out." Shawn replied nonchalantly.

"Oh, well...sorry man. What's her name?"

"Diana...matter fact, I think she's got a few classes with you."

"Maybe. I don't really talk to anybody much, and there's like over 100 students in all my classes."

"Well she's gonna meet me here in a lil bit. You can meet her."

Just then Ashley blew Zach a kiss from across the field, and he smiled and waved at her. At least she showed him a little attention. Unfortunately, this pleasant moment was quickly ruined when the star quarterback broke her gaze, and put his arms around her. She looked quite comfortable in his arms, and Zach's heart sank as he witnessed this. He pretended not to see any of it with Shawn sitting next to him, but his heart was ready to burst.

"You aight man?" Shawn asked.

"Yea I'm good!" Zach lied.

"Look, it's my girl." and Shawn's head cocked towards the direction of a young woman, who Zach had indeed seen before.

Diana was quite the opposite of Ashley. She was much heavier, but still had gorgeous curves. While Ashley was a B cup, Diane's breasts were probably in the DD area, and the rounded orbs swelled against her tight black sweater. They were probably the first thing a man would look at, but Zach always thought that she had the prettiest brown eyes. Although they were far apart in cultural backgrounds, he was still a man and appreciated a beautiful woman.

He felt a bit jealous as Diana made her way to Shawn, hugged him tightly and smiled happily. Ashley never did that anymore, and she never looked so happy to see him.

"Baby, I want you to meet my friend." Shawn said, turning to Zach.

Diana leaned forward in her seat to get a better view of him, and smiled.

"Hi, I'm Diana. You're Zach aren't you?"

"Yeah that's me." Zach smiled, feeling a little happy that she had recognized him.

"Yeah we have a few classes together. He's the smartest one there babe." she giggled.

"Nah...I'm just trying to stay on top of my work, that's all." Zach replied shyly, and ran his fingers through his raven hair.

"And he's modest. Don't listen to him baby. He always gets the highest scores on the exams, and he's the professor's favorite."

"Told you I don't only hang out with dummies." Shawn mumbled.

"Yeah, yeah. Hey um Zach, I always wanted to ask if you could tutor me or something. I was kinda shy, and I didn't wanna bother you before. I have 'okay' grades, but I wanna do better. Think you can help me? I wanted to get an internship at one of the top psychiatric facilities, but my grades weren't good enough. "

"Yeah of course. You could've asked me before. I wouldn't have turned you down or anything."

"I don't know...you look so serious sometimes." she laughed.

"I'm not that serious. I know how to have fun."

"No you don't!" Shawn interrupted." But you and Ashley are comin' out with us after the game. No excuses and no cancelling on me."

Zach didn't say anything, and only sighed as he spotted his girlfriend still in the arms of the quarterback. He didn't want to go. Instead, he wanted to run to his dorm, to bury his head under a pillow.

"Come on Zach. It'll be fun. We can worry about tutoring later." Diana urged on.

"Alright." he murmured, in a less than enthusiastic voice.

"Buck up man! We gotta go, but I'll call you later."

"Yup. It was nice seeing you again Diana."

"Yeah you too!" she smiled sweetly, while being led away by her boyfriend.

As both turned and walked away, arm in arm, Zach took notice of her wide hips and full behind. Shawn's hand slid down to her buttocks, and squeezed one of the soft cheeks through the black leggings. Diana giggled and huddled closer to him. He looked upon Shawn once again with envy. He missed being held like that, and wondered what having Diana in bed would be like. Before he could admire her any longer, his thoughts were interrupted by a high pitched voice, calling out from the base of the bleachers. It was Ashley. She was ready to leave, and wanted him to come down.

Zach made his way down, extremely annoyed at her now. New thoughts began to spring into his mind. Maybe he could do better than Ashley. It was obvious that they were growing further apart, and both wanted different things in life. He took into account what Shawn said and decided he would wait to see what happened after the game.





He didn't mention the quarterback until they had gotten to his dorm room.

"So what's going on with you and Steve?" he asked suspiciously, knowing he might not like the answer.

"What do you mean? He's...just a friend."

"I saw you in his arms and you didn't seem to care that I was watching. Shawn was right there too. That was a fucked up move Ashley!"

"Fucked up?" Ashley frowned.

"Yeah Ash... Fucked up! You know what? If you wanna be with him just say so. I don't have time to play games. I'm stressed out enough already."

"It's always about you isn't it? You think I'm not stressed?"

"What the hell are you talking about? After all my classes and exams, I still go to all your games, all your practices and most of the time I gotta watch this asshole putting the moves on you. It's not the first time, and I think you like it."

"I'm so not in the mood for this Zach."

"Neither am I. I think we should take a break or something."

"What the fuck?" Ashley fumed.

"I'm sorry, but I've had it Ash. You're probably better off with the quarterback."

"Yea you know what? You're right. He's a better lay than you anyway!" and she stormed out of his dorm without looking back.

Zach was crushed. She had actually slept with Steve, and he was the fool in the end. Right now he felt like throwing up. He couldn't believe all this was happening to him. He had hoped to spend some time with her tonight, to make up for lost time. Now he didn't even want to touch her after finding out that she'd been sleeping around.

"Damn bitch!" he muttered to himself as he sat at his computer, and began to work on his paper.







...three nights later

Zach drove to Shawn's apartment alone. They were supposed to have that double date, but he and Ashley were no longer together. She had blown up his cell phone for the past few days, but he didn't answer. His heart still ached because he missed her, but he knew that he deserved better. He hadn't gone to see the game, or left his dorm room much for that matter. He didn't want to run into Ashley, or Steve.

He had spoken to Shawn the day before, and assured him the he would show up even though he would be alone. Maybe spending time with some good friends would cheer him up, and break him out of his bad mood. He arrived outside the apartment, and called Shawn's cell phone. There was no answer. He tried again, but still nothing. He waited a few minutes, thinking that Shawn would call him back, but there was no returned call.

Zach got out of the car and rang the doorbell. It was an open apartment building, and so he proceeded inside. He'd been there many times before and wanted to see why Shawn was taking so long. Shawn's place was only three floors up, so he took the stairs without waiting for the elevator. While he made his way up, his phone began to buzz. Ashley was still calling. There was no way he would pick up, so he turned it off. As he approached the door to Shawn's apartment, he heard some yelling.

Wondering what was going on, he crept towards the front door. It was slightly ajar and he could hear a female arguing with Shawn.

"You're so fucked up. I don't know why I wasted my time with a dead beat asshole like you!" the woman shrieked.

"Di chill the fuck out! She was nobody. Just a friend." Shawn retorted.

"Yeah, that's why you had her ass half naked on the couch, thinking I wasn't home right?"

"Baby calm down. She don't mean nuthin' to me."

"Don't touch me Shawn. Just go on your fucking date. I'll be fine without you!"

Zach quietly knocked on the door, and stood there awkwardly as both Shawn and Diana glared at him.

"Um sorry. I just came looking for you guys." Zach said.

"It's alright. I'm not going." Diana responded. "You can take this cheating motherfucker with you! No wonder his last girl left him!"

Zach didn't know if either one cared to notice, but Diana seemed to have just stepped out the shower. She had no bottoms on, and wore only a tight white t-shirt. Her wavy hair was damp, and droplets of water stained the shirt with light gray streaks. The stains ran across her right breast, and the damp fabric clung to her bosom, causing her nipple to poke out against the material. He knew that this wasn't the best time to admire her, but he couldn't help it. She was gorgeous and at that moment, he wished that she was his girl. It seemed that their partners couldn't handle being faithful. He would have never cheated on Ashley, no matter how many times she ditched him, but he was tired and ready for a change.

"Di why you gotta' put our business out there? We..." Shawn addressed her.

"Our? We? There is no us anymore. I have no patience for dudes like you!"



Zach decided to excuse himself. This seemed to be a shitty week for everyone, and he just wanted to go home. He would watch a movie on Netflix instead.

"This is probably a bad time. I'll talk to you later." he said quietly.

"Yeah, aight man. I'll call you later." and Shawn turned to Diana, who still looked at him with disgust.

Zach walked away, but the image of Diana was still fresh in his mind. He could still hear them fighting as he made his way back down the stairs. He hoped that she wouldn't give Shawn another chance. Shawn was his friend, but he couldn't understand why he would give up someone as beautiful and intelligent as her.

He had spent most of the day working on his paper, and barely ate anything at all. He was starving, and decided to pick up a pizza, and a 6 pack of beer before he went back home. He actually felt a little better. It wasn't that he wished sadness upon Diana, but at least he wasn't the only one being fucked over.

He turned his phone back on, and hoped that Ashley had taken a hint. After 30 ignored calls, she needed to realize that he didn't want to speak to her anymore. He placed the pizza and beers on the dinner table, and headed for the shower. He needed to relax. It was the weekend and he had the next three days off. This was rare, and he planned to make the most of it, without Ashley. While undressing, his phone began to vibrate and he sighed knowing that it was probably her. He picked up the cell, but didn't recognize the number.

"Probably Ashley calling me from one of her friend's numbers." he thought.

He ignored the call and got back to undressing. He was only in boxers when his phone buzzed again.

It was a text message and he read it: "Zach this is Diana. I wanted to talk to you. I got your number from Shawn. If you get the chance, can you call me back?"

He quickly redialed and waited for her to pick up.

"Hello?" she answered sluggishly.

"Hi...sorry I didn't pick up. I didn't know the number."

"Oh, it's okay." she replied.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah I'm..." and she took a deep breath. "No, I'm not honestly."

"I'm sorry Diana."

"And I'm really sorry you had to see all that...but he's an asshole. I know he's your friend and all, but I'm just tired of childish men. God I actually thought he was different!"

"What happened? Everything seemed good when I called him yesterday."

"Well...he thought I was out shopping. I'd just come out of the shower, and I heard him and some girl laughing in the living room. I went to take a look and he was making out with this red-head. I think she's one of those stupid cheerleaders."

"A red-head?" he asked, even though he already knew the horrible truth.

"Yes I think her name's Ashley or something. She high-tailed it out of here when I threw a bottle of water at them. It hit the bitch on her head."

He laughed at this, even though his heart still ached.

"I guess I should tell you that she's my ex. I broke up with her the same night that I met you."

"Oh...Zach...I'm sorry. He went behind your back too. Man that's just so grimy." Diana said sympathetically.

"Looks like we both got fucked over huh?"

"It's okay...we'll survive. I don't need people like him around me anyway. Just a waste of space!"

"Yeah. I think I'll be keeping my distance too."

"Sorry you had to find out like that. I just needed someone to talk to."

"No it's fine. You can call me anytime."

"Anytime huh? Even late nights?" she laughed.

"I don't sleep much, so I don't mind."

"I wouldn't bother you like that."

"It's the weekend, so more than likely I'll be up late."

"Yeah...I planned to do a lot this weekend...with Shawn." she replied sadly.

"Well...what are you doing right now?"

"Um nothing...why?"

"Well I've got a pepperoni pizza and some beers...I'd love the company."

"Are you sure? I mean after everything that's happened I..."

"Don't worry about it...I think you deserve some fun after the night you've had. We were supposed to be celebrating tonight remember?"

"Well...okay."





















An hour later, Diana arrived at his door. She still looked upset, but Zach wanted to change all of that. He thought of approaching the door with no shirt on, just to show off a little. He went to the gym regularly, and it was beginning to show. He wasn't ripped but his body was chiseled enough to get a few stares from women. He'd ignored all of the attention, because he was loyal to Ashley, but now she was gone and he wasn't going to look back. His strategy was to slowly seduce Diana...and he had no idea if it would really work. After all, she probably wasn't into white guys, and only dated jocks like Shawn. Still, based on what she said, she was tired of childish men and he was definitely not that.

He answered the door as planned with only sweatpants on, and gave her his best smile. She came over dressed in a loose white sweater and a pair of dark, tight leggings; probably the same that he'd admired a few days ago. Lucky for him, he'd chosen some loose pants which hid his erection.

"Hey, glad you came." he smiled.

"Hi." she said, almost looking like she'd been holding in tears.

She looked stressed out and tired. Zach felt like shit. He should have known better. She'd just caught her boyfriend in the act, and he was thinking of nothing but putting the moves on her.

"I hope I didn't make you feel pressured into coming here." he said remorsefully.

"Oh...no. I needed to get out of the apartment. I kind of moved in, and we'd been living together for a little while. I couldn't stand to be there any longer. It's too depressing."

"Damn...I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"

"I don't know. Well...you did give me an excuse to leave, so that is something." she sighed.

"Does he know that you're here?" Zach asked, and motioned for her to come in.

"No...I just walked out. He wanted to know where I was going, but I just ignored him. I can't wait to get my stuff out of there."

Zach walked her to his couch and they sat down, but not too close to each other.

"It just occurred to me that I should've picked you up. It's freezing out there."

"I'm okay Zach. I needed to clear my head...so it was good to walk."

"Shit...I'm sorry Di. Next time I'll come get you."

"Next time?" and she smiled at him for the first time since she'd been there. "Sure...okay. I'd like that."

Zach spoke without realizing what he was saying. Yet that little slip up, got him an answer he hadn't expected. There would be a 'next time.'

"How long were you guys together?" he asked.

"About three months. I didn't think it would end up like this though. How about you? How long were you with your girlfriend?"

"Three years. We went to high school together, then came here. We had everything planned out but she started to change on me. I don't know...maybe it's my fault."

"Your fault? Did you do something wrong? You don't look like an asshole, or the cheating type."

"No I never cheated on her or anything like that. Maybe I wasn't what she wanted."

"Look Zach...I'll say this, and then we gotta end this little pity party okay? You're smart, you're really nice, and a good looking guy. She obviously didn't know what she had. She'll come back to you."




The Switch



"That's the thing. I don't want her back. It should've been over a long time ago, but I was being naïve."

"Well...I guess she and Shawn can spend all the time they want together."

"Yup...I need a drink!" he chuckled. "Can I get you one?"

"You only have beers right?"

"Yea...sorry." he apologized.

"No it's ok. I'll take one."

"Pizza? I can heat it up for you."

"That would be great. I'm starved." Diana smiled warmly.

Zach proceeded to the kitchen, and got two beers out of the fridge. The pizza had gone cold and he set a few slices in the microwave to heat up. While he waited, he looked back at her on the couch. She was fiddling with her cell phone, and still had that sad look on her face. Maybe she was texting Shawn. He didn't know. He felt sorry about his earlier intentions, and decided that he should put a shirt on. Even though she'd given him a compliment, she was just trying to make him feel better. It didn't mean that he had much of a chance.

He went to his room, and grabbed the nearest shirt he could find. When he got back to the kitchen she was in there, sitting at the dinner table.

"Did I interrupt your shower when I got here?" she asked.

"Nah...I just walk around like this all the time." he lied.

"Oh...okay. Can I have that drink now? Shawn's annoying. He keeps texting me."

"Yeah, sure. And don't give me away!" he winked.

"Scared?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Not at all. I'm just trying to have a calm weekend. I already had the fight to top all fights this week. Well...it wasn't as bad as yours, but it was still up there."

"Don't worry. I won't sick Shawn on you. It'll be our little secret." she laughed, and winced as she took her first sip of the draught. "This is so bitter!"

"Yeah...Guinness is a man's drink."

"I'm a big girl. I can handle it!"

"I'm sure you can." he said, with a sly smile.

He wondered if she could handle him. He was already feeling better by just talking to her, and he wanted her badly. Even with the loose sweater on, her breasts still swelled against the fabric and he wanted to touch them, lick them, and bite them till she cried out for him to stop. He wondered if she liked a little rough play. His cock twitched under his sweats, and rose against the thick material as he thought of her in very compromising positions. He wanted her right now. Unfortunately, his wanton thoughts were soon broken by the loud buzzing of her phone. He knew that it was Shawn and at this point, he was sick of the interruptions. He quickly snatched the phone, and put it into his pocket.

"What are you doing?" she asked, bemused by his actions.

"I'm kidnapping your phone."

"Uh huh. I thought you had your own. But hey, if pink is your color, go ahead!" she giggled.

"You're my guest, right? No getting distracted by the ex-boy...I mean uh boyfriend."

"No...you were right the first time. He's been an ex for a couple of hours, and it's staying that way."

"Well, you look sad every time you look at the phone...and I can't have that. So yeah...I'll be keeping it."

She laughed and shook her head. "Fine, fine. Hope I don't have to fight you for it later?"

"I don't know. We'll see." he grinned.







The two sat on the living room couch, watching a horror flick. Zach was on his second beer, and Diana lay back on the couch. She seemed comfortable and very calm; a big change from what she'd looked like earlier. He was happy that she felt comfortable around him. At least for him, the troubles of the week didn't seem to matter anymore.

He got up and pulled off a quilt from the nearby couch, and drew it over her. It was getting quite chilly and he wanted to be a good host.

"Oh thank you." she said.

"No problem. I was gonna get you a pillow. Just give me a sec."

"Zach you don't have to do all that. I'm fine."

"It's no trouble. I want you to be comfortable." and he fetched her a pillow from his room.

"What about you?" she asked as he returned.

"Don't worry about me." he smiled. "I'm fine."

"I feel so comfortable here...I almost don't wanna go home." she sighed against the pillow.

Zach paused and thought for a moment. What if she would spend the night with him? He wouldn't try anything...but he wanted her to stay.

"Well...you can stay...if you want to." and he braced himself for an offended backlash.

She looked at him with a blank face for a moment, and didn't say a word. His throat went dry, and his heart began to pound in his chest as he waited for what seemed like a lifetime.

"Are you serious?" she replied calmly.

"Yea...I-I mean if you wanted to. I wouldn't want you to go through another argument tonight. "

"I can't. He's gonna...God I don't know." and she sat up from her reclined position, and looked down at her hands. "He might flip out if he finds out I spent the night here."

"Is that what you're worried about? You scared?" he teased with a smile.

"No...it's not that. I'm worried about what he'll say to you...or..."

"Diana. Worry about yourself and how you feel. I want you to feel better. If you want to, you can stay. Besides, isn't he your ex now? If he flips out that's his problem, not yours."

"Well Zach, we just met and...do you have women sleep over like this? What if Ashley comes here?"

"She's not setting foot in here. I promise you...and no I don't have women sleeping over here at all. I just wanna be a friend. I'll sleep on the couch. You can have the bed."

"I...I don't know Zach." she said looking into his cobalt blue eyes. "I feel like I'm intruding already."

"Well I'll make this easier for you. I have your phone, and you'll get it back in the morning."

She laughed.

"What if I wanted to make a phone call?"

"Nope...you're not getting it back tonight. Just relax."

"Thanks Zach."

"No problem. Do you need anything else? I can run to the store if you want."

"Okay you're doing way too much. Sit down."

"Yes ma'am." and he sat back down next to her.

"Since we're here...do you still wanna tutor me?"

"Oh yeah...do you wanna get started this weekend?"

"No...My brain needs a break. This whole week has been out of control."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. Whenever you're ready just let me know." and her phone began to vibrate in his pants.

She quickly reached into his pocket and grabbed the phone...except she had really grabbed something else. She gripped it at first, and Zach's mouth gaped open as she firmly tugged on the length of his cock. It took a few seconds for her to realize the blunder. She quickly let go of his thick organ, and pulled away without the phone in hand.

"Oh shit! I'm so sorry." she said shamefully. "I-I only wanted t-to...um so-sorry."

Zach smiled and crouched over her until they were face to face. He couldn't take it any longer. Her soft pout called to him. He had to touch her. He had to kiss her. She looked startled to have him so close, and she flinched as his lips met with hers. He didn't mean to be so direct, but the way she apologized was too cute to resist.

She didn't slap him or push him away, and he was relieved. If she had, it would have been him apologizing and stuttering like a fool. Instead the tension in her body dissipated and slowly, her lips parted, giving him entry. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, and her sweet taste countered the bitter taste of the beer.

He leaned in for more and so did she, but more hesitantly. His mouth clamped over hers and their tongues gently danced to the sounds of their concurrent moaning. Her lips were so soft, that many times he broke away from the kiss, just to suck and nibble on the juicy flesh.

"Zach." she cooed against his mouth. "We...we can't."

"Hmm...I just want to make you feel good Diana."

She pushed him away gently, and there was a look of concern on her face.

"Maybe I should leave."

"No Di...I'm sorry, don't go. I guess I couldn't hold myself back. I didn't mean to be a douche."

She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed.

"Okay...I'm sorry. I'll take you back." he sighed.





The ride to Diana's apartment was a quiet one. Neither said anything, and it was the most awkward moment in Zach's life thus far. She was only 30 minutes away from his dorm, yet the ride seemed much longer. Yes, she'd made an embarrassing mistake, but his actions afterwards had seemed to make things worse. Still, he didn't regret any of it. He craved her and longed to taste her sweet mouth once more. He looked over at her and her gaze was fixed on the car's windowpane. She hadn't looked at him, or even broken the silence once. He wanted to help her, but at this point he didn't know how. He didn't even know why he cared so much. They had just officially met, yet here he was, falling for her charm.

"Zach...I'm sorry about everything." she finally said as they drove up to her block.

"Oh...uh you don't have to apologize. I fucked up."

"No...I probably shouldn't have gone over there."

"Why? You said that you were comfortable. I understand if you're upset about what I did. Just know that if you need to, you can come back. I won't do anything to upset you. I promise."

Before she could reply, her phone went off. She answered and he could tell that it was Shawn. The conversation didn't last too long, and she let him know that she was outside.

"Thanks for everything Zach...I'll see you around."

"Take care of yourself." he muttered and watched her step out of the car.

He didn't want her to go back to Shawn, but what else could he do? It was almost midnight, and she needed some rest. He swore at himself for kissing her. If only he hadn't done that, she would have been safe and with him. On the way back, he felt a sudden urge to call Ashley. He couldn't deny how lonely he now felt. Diana had given him hope, and made him feel like he could get past their miserable relationship. Now he'd driven her away, and she was back with Shawn, probably in his bed...and making love to him. The thought sickened him, and he got angrier at himself. Maybe he should give Ashley a call in the morning. She'd stopped calling, but he didn't want to be alone. He had no one else.





It began to rain as he walked through the front door. It was freezing and his thoughts fell upon Diana once again. He missed her already. He sat down on the couch, and picked the quilt up from the floor. It caught her scent and he pulled it over his body, and imagined that she was in his arms.

"Shit...why can't I get her out of my head?" he asked aloud.

He couldn't understand it. He reconsidered calling Ashley. She didn't deserve a second chance after everything he found out. Maybe it was better if he was alone. Better to immerse himself in his classes and get away from women period. It was not long he dozed off on the couch. He was comfortable, and lay in the exact spot she had been. The sounds of the rain were calming and he lay on the couch with the television still on. A while later, his phone began to ring. He thought that he'd only dreamt it and ignored the call. A few seconds later, it went off again and he snatched it off the coffee table. It was Diana.

"Hello?"

"Hi...um can I come in?" she asked.

She was crying.

"Diana what happened? Where are you?"

"I'm downstairs."

"You came back by yourself?" he asked, sounding more than upset. "Hang tight, I'm coming."

He wanted to scold her for once again walking alone in the freezing rain, but he didn't want to drive her away a second time. While he ran downstairs, he suddenly made up his mind. She was going to be his, no matter what it took. When he opened the door, she was soaked and shivering. He quickly took her in his arms, and attempted to warm her body.

"I'm sorry to bother you again Zach...but we got into another fight. H-he saw your car dropping me off and..."

"Hold on...we gotta get you inside first. All that can wait." and he led her upstairs.

He got her some clothes, and waited as she changed in his room. She soon came out in his baggy clothes, but he still thought that she was a beauty. He'd made her some hot chocolate, and placed it on the coffee table for her.

"Here, I made you something to warm you up." he said and handed her the mug.

She slumped down on the couch and accepted it.

"I know I'm a pain...and I'll make it up to you." she said pensively.

"When will you stop? I told you...you can crash here anytime. I think you should get some sleep after you're done. You've had one hell of a day."

"I am tired, but I don't wanna sleep. It'll only bring me closer to tomorrow...and I'll have to go back."

"No you don't...you can stay here. If you don't mind wearing my stuff that is." he smiled.

"I couldn't Zach. You have your own problems."

"Do I have to steal your phone again?" he smirked.

And this made her laugh. The tears were gone and for the second time, she was calm. He found it funny that he had this effect on her. In the past, he would always have to work hard to get women to laugh or relax in his presence. With her, everything seemed effortless.

"It's good to see you smiling again Di."

"You really are a good guy. Sorry if I made you feel bad earlier."

"No I went a little overboard."

"Ugh! I hate this!" she said, in an irritated tone.

"Hate what? I'm sorry...I won't try anything again."

"Zach... before Shawn came along I liked you. I never said anything because I was shy...and I knew you couldn't be single. I didn't expect you to know Shawn, and when he and I got together, I tried to forget my little crush. Now everything's all fucked up, and I don't know what to do."

"I noticed you too Diana...but I was with Ashley, and I didn't think that you dated white guys."

"Why did you kiss me? Is it because you miss her? I don't want to be the rebound chick."

"No Di. I didn't call you over here for that, I swear. Honestly, I've wanted to kiss you for a while. I don't know what came over me...but it felt really good." he smiled.

She laughed and he loved it. He didn't think he could say anything capable of making her smile, but there it was.



"Can I have another beer?" she asked.

"Yeah, of course." and he hurried to the fridge to get her one.

"Zach, I could have gotten it. I was just being polite."

"Relax." he said, taking a quick bite of pizza." I got it."

"Whatever you want Zach."

"I want you." he said and handed her the cold beer.

He didn't know why he was being so candid, but there was something about her, other than the gorgeous breasts and luscious ass that intrigued him.

"Why are you so upfront with me? After what just happened, I thought you would back off a little."

"Do you want me to back off?" he asked.

She thought for a moment.

"I don't know" she sighed and reached out for the beer. Instead Zach pulled her up by the arm, and the quilt slipped away from her body and to the floor.

He was much taller than she was at 6'2, and she looked up at him with curiosity.

"I can take it away Di. All the pain. Just give me one night with you."

"I-I don't know."

Zach slumped down on the couch where she first sat.

Zach...I don't..."

"Hold on Di...just wait a minute." and he pulled her back on top of him, letting her feel just how hard he'd become. Her ass was on top of his organ, and his first thoughts were: "Fuck, you feel so good!"

He slowly ran his fingers along the cleft of her behind, and she began to shift on top of him. His fingers reached beneath the leggings and slowly peeled the spandex away from her skin. She was soft to the touch and very smooth. She wore a thong and it was barely visible as it sunk between the plump cheeks. He slid his hand down to her crotch and lifted her body with one hand while the other pulled the leggings further down.

He was surprised to find that she was wet, and this was all the encouragement he needed.

"Zach I think you should stop. I'm..."

"Wet. You're wet and you want me. Don't deny it." and he gripped the length of his cock from beneath the sweats. "I mean, look what you did to me."

His organ was now rock hard and rose between the cleft of her butt cheeks.

"Shit." she moaned.

"I want you Di. Tonight, and I can't let you go."

His fingers slipped beneath the lacy thong, and slid into her moist slit. She stood up immediately but he grabbed and forced her back down. His arm was around her waist now, and he pulled her back, till his mouth met with her neck. He stretched the collar of the sweater kissed her collar bone, but she pushed him away.

"Zach I can't do this." she said.

"You know what? I think you're enjoying this. You could've hit me or cursed me out. All that would've sent the message...but you're still here. And I got you so wet. Come on, forget about Shawn and everyone else."

"I'm just the rebound chick. You don't really want me."

"Yes I do sweetheart. Fuck Ashley and fuck Shawn too. Di do you really think I would hurt you? After everything that happened to us, why would I fuck with your heart?"

She stopped struggling, and looked into his eyes.

"I don't think you're a bad guy Zach. I'm just tired of being hurt and disappointed."

"One night Diana...and I'll prove myself to you."

He waited for her reply without moving an inch.

"Alright...please don't screw me over." she said quietly.

Zach smiled. He could have made a little pun from that line, but she was already in a delicate state of mind.

"Come on." he whispered, and took her by the hand.

He led her to his bedroom, and she followed quietly. Every now and then he would look back at her and smile, as if to reassure her that she was and always would be safe with him. He had no intentions of hurting her, or getting back with Ashley. If after tonight, she gave him a chance, he would be a happy man. He sat on the edge of his bed and gently pulled her closer to him.

"You're sweating sweetheart. Damn I didn't think I was that hot?"

She laughed. Score!

He'd been trying to figure out a way to make her relax. Nothing like a good sense of humor to make a woman smile, and he would give anything to see that pretty smile every day.

"You're beautiful Diana. I'll bet Shawn didn't tell you that too much."

"Enough with the cheesy lines." she smiled bashfully. "Let's just get this over with."

"No...I meant what I said about proving myself. This isn't gonna be a one night stand"

He began to finish what he started, and pulled her leggings down to her ankles. She stepped out of them, and clasped her shoulders tightly as she waited for his next move.

"Don't be nervous sweetheart." he said and took her into his arms.

He leaned in for another kiss and she met him more than halfway. Again, that sweet rush of tasting those full lips triggered something in him that he couldn't explain. He lifted her from the floor and carried her to the top of the mattress. As he put her down, their mouths parted and his hands reached for the thin straps of her thong. He slid them down to her feet and bowed towards her mound.

His nose grazed the smooth chocolate flesh, and he pressed in further to inhale her womanly scent. Her wetness coated the plump flesh and glistened in the pale light, enticing him even more. He was ready to taste her, and wondered if she tasted differently from Ashley.

"Fuck, why am I even thinking of Ashley right now?" he thought.

Only one thing to do, to dispel his thoughts of the bitch. He moved in, tongue first into the tight slit.

"Mmm." Diana moaned as his tongue invaded her nether lips.

Zach trailed his fingers lightly across her inner thighs and he felt her shudder against his tongue. His thumbs spread her lips further apart, and he dove in with full force. His mouth clamped over the succulent folds, and sucked her wetness into his eager mouth. The taste of her was indescribably hot and sweet. She was more luscious than any fruit he had ever tasted, and his tongue explored the honeyed flesh.




The Switch



"Oh my God...that feels so good." she gasped.

For the first time, Zach felt her touch as her fingers combed through his dark locks. The brush of her nails against his scalp made his skin tingle and sent a jolt of pleasure to his already hard cock. He could feel the tiny drops of pre-cum trickling from the bulbous tip. A part of him wanted to strip his sweats off and take her at that very moment, but he had much planned for her before that was to happen. He would make sure that she craved the feel of his tongue inside her at every waking moment.

He used every attribute of his tongue to his advantage. He would glide the raspy buds slowly over the soft folds, then go back over with the smooth underside of his tongue, letting her experience the different textures of each sweet lash. More wetness trickled out of her and onto the fingers which still held her labia apart. He let go of them and gingerly inserted his middle finger into her center.

She flinched from the slow penetration and gasped as he intruded her body. She was tight...very tight. He slowly pulled the finger out and inserted it into his mouth, to suck the wetness from it.

"Damn...you taste so good baby. When I make you cum I'm gonna lick away every drop."

Before she could respond, his mouth went back to its feast and slowly he glided the tip of his tongue vertically, till it reached the tiny nub of her clit. With a free hand, he stretched her open while the other twisted and curled into the depths of her pussy. His tongue worked equally as fast as his fingers, twirling, curling and licking the tiny pink hood, as well as the round jewel located in the very center.

"Uhhh...uhhh...mmm." she hyperventilated, as she quickly came against his mouth.

"Damn Di...if you were mine I'd have you coming like that every day. Anytime you wanted. Tell me you'll be mine."

"Zach, I don't know...it's too..."

He clamped his mouth over her clit and sucked hard, forcing her to cry out.

"Say you'll be mine. I won't let go until you say it." and he continued to assault her clit with hard suction and strong lashes.

"This is ridic...Aaah!" she screamed as his finger dove farther into her pussy, making her cream all over his palm.

"You don't have to say it now." he said smugly. "But you will say it soon enough baby."

He rose from his knees and removed his shirt, sweats and boxers, revealing his trimmed body to her. He then climbed unto the head of the mattress, and took her by the hand.

"Come on babe. I'm keeping you. You won't ever have to worry about anyone hurting you again. I'll fight Shawn for you if I have to."

"Zach...you barely know me." she laughed. "Why are you doing all this?"

"I feel something Di. I don't know...I can't explain it, but I need you and I never want to see you cry. You can make your choice after tonight. Just stay with me and enjoy the time we have together."

She dropped to her knees and crawled over his reclined body. For once she took charge and began to lay gentle kisses all over his face, his lips and neck. Each soft peck left him craving more, and he pulled her on top of him. Without hesitation, she positioned her mound over his cock, and he aligned the stiff organ to her center.

"Take your sweater off baby. I wanna lick your tits."

She pulled the sweater off, and unhooked the bra from behind. Her heavy breasts smacked against her ribcage as they fell, but Zach quickly gathered them with both hands and held them up to his face.

"You are fuckin' beautiful Di. I can't say it enough."

The soft chocolate orbs contrasted well with the darker shade of her areolas, and he meant to take his time sampling each morsel. His hot mouth enclosed over one of the hardened buds, and she hissed as he began to suckle her. He mimicked the movements of his previous labors over her pussy, and flicked his tongue over one nipple, then the other.

While he fed on her, his hands grasped at her sides and forced her down onto his throbbing member.

"Ahhh fuck!" she shrieked as he stretched her pussy to the max.

"Oh shit...you're so wet and tight." he muffled against her breast.

He began to force more of his cock into her core. He was already in halfway, but wanted to go further...to fill her up until he reached her womb. He believed that she came because the deeper he went, the wetter she became, allowing him easier entry.

"Aww damn Di...you came all over my dick, didn't you baby? You like the way I slide inside you, don't you baby?"

She didn't answer and gripped his forearms as he slid further into her body.

"Answer me baby or I'll pull out." and he did just that, making her whimper from the quick pleasure of his organ retreating from her burning core.

"No Zach...don't stop. I do want you."

"Oh yeah?" he smirked as he looked up at her. "You just want my dick right? I'm just your rebound guy."

"No no. I want all of you. Not just that...but please, don't leave me like this."

She sounded too pitiful to resist and he raised his pelvis, delivering the ultimate jab into her hot wet flesh. His hands slid over her rounded buttocks, and he gripped a handful of the soft flesh, as he guided her back and forth on top of his bulging organ. His head fell back against the pillows, as her silky walls caressed every single vein along the skin of his shaft.



He gripped her ass harder and slammed her down on top of him. She screamed aloud, but he could barely hear any of it. The loud drumming of his heartbeat drowned out every single sound, even his own groaning. He began to impale her faster and deeper. He needed to leave his mark. He had to reach that sweet spot. He would make sure that she never wanted another man to touch her, kiss her and fuck her. He was going to be the one.

"Yes! Yes! Yea right there baby. Give it to me baby...make me cum!" she screamed as he bucked harder inside her.

"Oh fuck yeah! I'm gonna give it to you baby. You're all mine. You want more? Huh? Huh?" he groaned, as he licked her tender breasts.

"Yes baby more!"

His face and chest glistened with sweat as she rode him to satisfaction. He began to spank her bottom as her pussy engulfed his shaft. Over and over again he tapped her bottom with his palm, until she cried out even louder. Suddenly the pressure surmounted in his abdomen and he released his semen deep inside her body. She was still wiggling her bottom on top of him, riding the waves of his orgasm. It seemed that she too was coming, because after a few more strokes her body grew rigid and she took a long, deep breath.

Zach laughed at her, even though he too was panting and out of breath.

"You enjoyed that didn't you baby?" he whispered.

"I can't lie. I did." she giggled.

"How about you stay with me for the weekend and I'll give you everything you just had and more?"

"Sounds like a good deal...but I can't have you doing all the work."

He winked at her and smiled, "I'm sure we can think of something for you to do."



End



The Switch



I woke up at 6:00 a.m. to get ready for my interview where I had to be "Julia". I just loved becoming a hot sexy girl. I took a quick shower, shaved my legs then began to transform. I put on a red lipstick, mascara, blush and then I put my shoulder length brown wig on. I then put a sexy pair of black lace thong panties on, nicely tucking my dick away. I then put on a black lace bra and put my fake rubber tits in that feel so real. I then put on a pair of smooth black thigh highs. I then put on a tight green button down satin blouse which showed off my 36C tits so well. I then put a very short and sexy black skirt on which made my ass look so good. I then put a pair of black high heels on. And took a purse to hold some make up for touch ups. I then walked to the office building and told the receptionist that I was here. She told me that Mr. Smith was ready for me. He welcomed me and asked me to sit. I sat and slowly crossed my legs so he would see my panties. As he was asking me questions he was staring at my big tits so I moved in my chair often so they would bounce and give him a show. He then stood up and walked behind me and started to massage my shoulders and said, "don't be nervous you have the job." I said, "thank you very much." Before I could say anything else he moved his hand slowly down my front and rubbed his hands over my breasts. I let him go since they felt real and I moved and moaned as I enjoyed it. He was about to unbutton my shirt when I turned to him and looked at his bulging cock and said come to my place for dinner at 9 as I gave a quick rub to his enormous penis. He said, "I'll be there," and then said, "let me introduce you to everyone." He called for everyone to come out of their offices and meet me. All of the guy employees were staring at me and I saw some of their pants begin to bulge. There was one other women in the group who was extraordinarily sexy and was looking at me also. Then the boss said to wonder around a bit and for everyone else to go to their offices. I watched were Cara went and I went to her office to meet her. As soon as I walked in she asked me if Mr. Smith tried to get some from and I said yes and she smiled. She closed the door and started to talk to me. I said I was having him over for dinner tonight. She said to dress real sexy and have some erotic lingerie ready and also to get ready to be fucked by a 12'' cock. We each caught each other staring at each other's body and she walked over to me and started to kiss me. I was so excited cause I was able to get a girl by being a girl. I started to rub her pussy for her when I felt a penis. I jumped back and Cara said you thought I was a girl didn't you Julia. I said yes but I don't care. She said why would a girl like you care. I then started to feel her tits and then began to suck her cock when she pushed me into a 69 position and stuck her head in my crotch and saw my penis and she jumped. I said I tricked you to. Now that we both found each other out we shared some tricks of the trade after blowing each other. I asked her what Mr. Smith said when he found out. He said I don't care you are just as good as a girl just don't tell the staff. So only he knows. So I went home and prepared a great dinner and then went to put some sexy clothes on. I put on a strapless green satin bra and thong panties. Smooth black thigh highs and a really tight one piece dress that came to mid thigh. I then heard the bell ring and I went to the door and opened it. I welcomed him with a big hug and a deep wet kiss. He squeezed me hard getting a nice grip on my firm ass. During dinner I kept playing with his cock with my foot and purposely dropping things so he could see my ass. When we were done we went right over to the couch and started to kiss and he started to feel my tits. I said let me go change into something a bit more comfortable. So I went to my room and got undressed. I then put on thong satin panties and a satin strapless bra and a short sexy satin chemise that made me look so sexy. I then went back out and his jaw dropped. As I was walking over I saw his cock bulge. So I went to it and started to play with it and unzipped his pants. I pulled it out. It was huge, at least 12 inches. I started to suck on it but I would not let him cum. He really wanted to though. I then bent over in front of him and said, "fuck me." As he was fucking me I was moaning and screaming for it harder. He then came in my ass and pulled in out. I could not believe he still thought I was a girl. After about five minutes he started to lift my chemise up and rub my tits through my bra and he then slide his hand under the bra and down my panties at the same time and screamed. He then said, "that I was so good," and I looked like such a good women. He then said that all I had to do was dress to real sexy to work with sexy lingerie and let him fuck me. I had the time of my life. The next morning I woke up and knew I had to dress real sexy after getting fucked by the boss. After shaving and putting on my make up I began to get dressed. I put on a pair of red satin g-string panties and a red satin demi-bra with my fake 36C rubber tits. I then put on by silky smooth black thigh highs with lace top. I then took an extremely tight red velvet shirt that made my tits look so big and suckable. Next I put on my shortest and tight skirt that had a two-inch slit and only came down less then half way on my thigh. I also put on a pair of 4-inch pumps. When I got to work I was instantly called into the boss's office. He looked at me and said I was the sexiest girl he has ever seen. He began to suck on my fake tits and grab my ass under my skirt. I then began to unzip his pants and pulled his already hard cock out and I began to suck on it when he pulled it out and said bend over. I did and he shoved his cock into my ass as I moaned with joy until he came in my ass. I then adjusted my tits and skirt and went to my office. Once I sat down Cara walked into my office. She sat down right in front of me on my desk and spread her legs wide open. She was wearing shiny black thigh highs, black satin thong panties a black satin bra which I could see through her very very tight white button down shirt and a very tight and short black leather skirt. She then moved and straddled herself across my waist and we both began to rub on each other's fake tits while we kissed. We both could feel each other's cocks getting hard in each other's skirts. Cara then took her head and began to suck on my hard cock while I moaned like a horny girl. Once I came she said that she wanted to cum so I put my ass in the air and let her fuck me hard till she came. We then adjusted ourselves and went to the cafeteria to lunch. While we were eating I could not help but notice that Steve was staring at my legs and tits. I decided that I had to tease him. I went to throw something out and purposely dropped it. I then bent over so my skirt was completely lifted over my ass exposing my firm ass. On my way back to my table I walked over to Steve and since he was sitting and I was standing my huge firm tits right in front of his face. I keep moving them closer to his face and made them jiggle as I noticed a hard cock in his pants. Since I was so horny I just had to straddle him and I did. He began to rub my tits above my shirt and I slid my hand below his pants and found a plastic dildo and he then smiled as he placed his hands under my bra and found I was a man and said how interesting. I then unbuttoned his shirt in the middle of the cafeteria exposing his 34B tits with big brown nipples. He then took off his dildo and said stick your cock in me Julia. I ripped my panties off and slowly inserted my cock into Steve's pussy. I quickly came and we both redressed and went back to the office. I went home that saying this is the greatest job ever.



The Switch



Philip got ready to leave work and looked around his office to make sure he wasn't forgetting anything. He picked up his keys and his cell phone and started to leave. He walked towards the front door of his small insurance office when he notice a purse laying on the floor near the door. He had seen it before and realized it belonged to Lucy, his top agent. It was laying on it's side and looked as if it had been dropped. He grabbed the phone on the desk by the front door and punched the button next to her name. A man's voice answered that he recognized as her husband.

"Hello?"

"Yes, this is Philip from Blacks Insurance. Lucy seemed to have dropped her purse here."

"Yes, she mentioned that she had lost it."

"I am leaving now and could drop it off if you want." Philip said.

"That would be great. She was worried about it."

Philip hung up the phone and left the office. He started driving towards Lucy's house. It was down a long drive and hidden from the road. He had never been there, but knew it was quite nice. Modest, but very well kept he thought as he pulled up and admired the well groomed lawn. He got out of his car and went towards the door. He rang the doorbell and looked around the small but well landscaped lawn. He was admiring an old willow tree when he heard the door open.

"Oh no..." he heard a voice say as he turned. "Sorry sir. Welcome to my home." He looked down and saw Lucy there, wearing nothing more than what appeared to be a tight black corset and panties, as well as a leather collar around her neck. She was kneeling and had her head down. Philip didn't know quite what to think. 

"Invite your guest in.", he heard her husband, Frank, say. She stood and with her head still bowed, motioned for him to enter.

"Tell him what you have done" he said.

"I was careless and lost my purse. Thank you sir for finding it and bringing it to me. I am in your debt." Philip was a bit in shock. He knew that Lucy was a very diligent agent, and was frequently tops in sales in the district. He slowly started to take it all in.

"Tell him why you invited him in" Frank said.

"Yes Master" she said in barely a whisper. "I was careless and for my punishment you are to watch me get whipped. Is this acceptable to you sir? Philip stammered...."Uh....I....well..." Something stirred in him that gave him a shiver. "Yes," he heard himself saying, "That would be good." Frank laughed. "Come on in Phil. Relax. Lucy, get him a beer." Lucy ran off towards the kitchen. Philip walked into the living room, not quite knowing what to think next. 

Lucy returned with the drinks and kneeled in front of them, head down. Frank got up and put a leash on Lucy's collar. He took her to the middle of the room and Phil watched as her wrists were pulled up over her head and chained to a metal ring in the ceiling. Frank then chained her ankles to a long rod that kept her legs spread wide. Finally he put a large ball gag in her mouth and pulled it tight. Lucy was facing Phil and had a look of fear on her face. Frank stood behind her and smiled. He reached over to the table and picked up a leather flogger. Phil was squirming uncomfortably as the bulge in his pants got bigger. He hoped Lucy wouldn't notice, then thought she probably had other things to think about at the moment. Frank suddenly swung the flogger and it hit her ass hard. A muffled sound came from Lucy. He continued and she seemed to push into each stroke. After a minute he stopped. Lucy tried to catch her breath. Frank walked around in front of her and her eyes got wide when she saw the riding crop in his hand. Her eyes darted to Phil and back to the crop. Frank stood behind her and she closed her eyes tight, waiting. The crop hit her hard and she screamed a muffled scream. She kept her eyes closed and this time tried futilely to avoid the crop. Frank lectured her while using the crop, but the words went unheard to Phil, who was engrossed in the scene unfolding before him.

"Phil.....Phil..." Phil looked to Frank and realized he had asked him something.

"Sorry, what?" Phil said, still in a daze.

"Go out to the willow tree, and get a nice green switch." Frank said. Lucy tried to look at Frank and was shaking her head frantically. Phil stood, and felt his cock pushing against his pants. He ran outside and quickly broke off a long thin branch hanging from the willow. He pulled the few leaves off and ran inside, not quite knowing what to expect yet, but knowing that this was the most exciting thing he had ever witnessed. Inside he started to hand the willow switch to Frank, but Frank shook his head and said, "Your turn" Lucy was moaning loudly in protest as Phil, still in a daze, stepped behind her.

"Slave, this is what happens when you are careless. Understand now?" Frank barked at her, now standing in front of Lucy. He nodded at Phil and Phil felt his arm going back. It came forward and hit her ass hard. He heard her scream louder than she had with the crop and her whole body jumped. Phil saw the large red welt start to appear on her little ass. It was much larger and brighter than anything Frank had done with the crop or flogger. 

"Nine more Phil, if you would please." Frank said. Phil continued and felt a smile creep across his face. He heard a harsh voice counting in his head, almost yelling, as he struck her ass again and again. He realized the voice wasn't in his head, but coming from his mouth.

"You little bitch, making me come over here to bring your purse. Don't you think I had anything better to do?" Lucy was sobbing around the gag now. Frank had a huge smile on his face as he watched Phil beat his wife's ass. Phil reached ten and stopped. He stepped back and took a deep breath. Lucy was limp and quiet now, her ass marked with red stripes. Frank put his hand on Phil's shoulder and walked him towards the door.

"Thanks for coming over . I think it did you some good, didn't it."

"Yeah," Phil said, "I....it....yeah." They shook hands and Phil left. He drove home with a huge hard on.

The next day he showed up to work early. He waited and wondered what Lucy would say when she got there. He wondered what he would say. He didn't have to wait long. She came in the door carrying a pillow and a willow switch. She smiled at him as she went to her desk.

"Good morning Phil." she said cheerfully, as if nothing had happened the night before. She positioned the pillow in her chair then walked over to his desk. She placed the switch on his desk and smiled.

"Master says you are to use this today if you are not pleased with my behavior." she said in a soft voice. She walked over to her chair and carefully sat on the pillow and began her days work. 

Phil looked at the switch and grinned. He took it in his hand and decided he didn't ever want to let go.



The Switch



One afternoon, we were sitting there chatting, speaking about random topics that came to mind. She said to me, "You know what I want? I want a man who can let me be in control sometimes. Not a 24/7 sub, because that is such a turn off, but someone who can let me enjoy myself for once without looking at me weird after." 

I must say, the idea completely intrigued me, so I gave it some thought. And once I decided that I was willing to help her dreams come true, I had to find an opportunity to make it happen. 

Finally, one weekend worked where our obligations could be put aside, and I invited her over for dinner. It was a small thing, some bread and cheese on the table. After a while, I walked over to her and kissed her. She was expecting it, as we had been flirting for years. 

After a glass of wine, I asked her if she was intrigued enough to play a game. When she smiled coyly, I took her to where the bedrooms were, and told her that her outfit for tonight was in the bedroom, on the dresser. And when she was dressed, come find me in the master bedroom. 

I couldn't imagine the look on her face when she looked and saw that it was a strap on toy, seven inches long, and four inches around. It is flesh colored, and looks very realistic, even to the balls underneath. It took her five minutes, but felt like thirty, when I heard her hand on the doorknob. 

In preparation for the night, I took a nice hot bath and shaved my testicles, and left what is called a "landing strip" on top of my cock, which is not small in the least, but that is for another story, at another time. I relaxed as much as I could as I waited for her entrance, but when I heard her walking down the hallway, heading towards the door, my prick immediately stood up, and was as excited as I.

She tentatively opened the door, and she at first looked slightly embarrassed, then shocked, and finally slightly lost in a slight euphoric place. After a few moments, I broke the silence, thinking about what I like to hear when I am playing with a playmate.

"Ma'am…your cock is so big. Please bring it closer… I want to stroke your cock." She walked towards me, feeling more confident with each step. By the time she got to me, she looked at me with nothing but pure lust and desire in her eyes. I reached up and stroked it slowly, telling her how big and beautiful her cock was, putting my face closer and closer to it, watching the resolve take over her face, as she put a hand on my head, and told me gently, but firmly to suck it. I slowly opened my mouth, and looked into her eyes, as I let my tongue glide playfully over the head of her cock. I felt her legs get a little weak, but I continued on, until I finally took the whole head into my mouth, and started slurping on it as I sucked on it. Looking in her eyes, she looked lost in her mind, lost in my eyes, as I was giving her the visual and audible stimulation she enjoyed. 

After a few minutes of this, she started to feel more comfortable. She did have a questionable look on her face, then, she said, at first timidly, but then with resolve, called me her slut. She realized, and I felt the subtle change, that tonight, she was in charge, that she made the rules.

After making her cock wet as much as possible, I started stroking her cock, making the whole thing glisten as I lubricated it. She finally looked down and said "Deeper, slut…take it deeper." I couldn't resist, as I slowly raised my hands to her ass, and pulled her deep into me, feeling the head of her dick passing the top of my throat. Her hips started bucking, and though I know that the base of the cock barely had any contact with her clit, I knew that she was enjoying it as much as I was. 

It was hard to not try to take control, but I was able to restrain myself. Then, I heard her say to me, "slut, on all fours." I did, and I didn't see where she went, but I heard her behind me. Then I heard a couple of sounds, then felt the cool gel on my anus, as she worked two fingers around the edge, then gently pushed in just past the entrance. I was in exquisite heaven, never feeling a sensation like that before. I was beginning to anticipate the rest of the evening. 

She reached down and played with my balls, and ran her fingertips over the head of my cock, which was rock hard before, but even more so now. She smoothed the precum over it, and began talking to me as she played. "My… isn't your clit huge tonight. You must really like me with this big dick. You are such a slut, you know that, serving me like this, letting me play and use you as I desire…such a good slut." 

I have never understood how it felt to be called that (without it being in jest), nor did I think the playmates I have played with enjoyed it, but did it mainly to appease me, but hearing myself referred to endearingly as a slut…I felt that I purred. It was a feeling of belonging for the moment, and I strangely saw the appeal. 

After a moment or two of playing like this, she told me to get on the bed, and hold my legs up. I slowly complied, and before I knew it, she was licking my balls, and underneath my balls, as she slowly fingered my ass, starting with one finger, and then two. It took all my composure to not cum instantly. I was staring down at her, and I don't know if I had the look of euphoria that I felt, but she knew I was completely enjoying myself. 

She reached up, and pushed my cock aside along with the balls, and started fingering my ass with her middle finger. She would push it all the way in, burying the finger in. I don't remember moaning, but I heard it. It was almost surreal, and yet, felt wonderful, and when she pushed in a second finger, I was completely hers for the evening. I think she sensed this, when she stood up, looked me in my eyes and asked me if I wanted her to fuck me. I answered yes. She smiled, and said "beg."

I don't know where all the words came from, but without thinking, I was running off at the mouth begging her to fuck me. Please ma'am. Fuck me ma'am. Fuck me with that big cock of yours. Stretch my ass out, please ma'am. Please, fuck me ma'am. 

I felt her pushing the head of her cock into me before I realized what was going on. I think the first time someone takes a cock must be a humbling experience; at least it was in my case. I felt her stretching me, slowly at first, controlling her lust with patience not rushing it, making sure she didn't hurt me by stretching me too fast. I couldn't believe I took it all. It did hurt a bit, but any stretching does. But I took it, and enjoyed it, glad that she lubed me up before hand, knowing how much more it would hurt if she didn't. Then, once she was assured that she could fuck me, she started thrusting faster and faster. She took my legs and put them on her shoulders as she buried her cock in my ass. 

She was pounding away, enjoying the look of passion and desire on my face, when I yelled out for her to let me cum. "Ma'am… please can I cum... I will be a good slut… please, just let me cum." She reached down, and no more than three strokes, and my cum was shooting in the air, landing on my stomach and my chest.

After I felt the release, she told me to rub it in. My chest and stomach was a sticky mess of cum. She slowly pulled, out, and crawled up a little bit, and used her hands to massage the cum further in, with her breasts and dick dangling as she did. She looked like her fantasy came true. I was ready to try to get her to cum when she looked down at me and told me that she wasn't done. 

"I want your ass in the air and your shoulders on the ground." Bewildered, I turned over. When I did, she told me that I was a good little slut, and to hold my ass wide open for her. I did, and she pushed her cock in all the way, one stroke, taking me by surprise and gasping. As I held my cheeks open, she put both hands on my ass cheeks, squeezing and kneading them as she pounded away, mercilessly fucking my ass, with echoes of "yes ma'am" and "slut" being muttered and moaned during the entire time she stretched my previously virgin ass. After what seemed like an hour, but looking at the clock was only 10 minutes, I felt my cock stirring again, getting almost as rock hard as it was before. She must have sensed this, because she reached around, and started stroking my cock yet again. "Good… my slut is definitely enjoying this." 

She slowly pulled out again, and told me that I was to ride her. She lay on her back, and I slowly eased myself down on her cock. I placed my hands down on her breasts, and used them for balance. Her nipples were so rock-hard, and how I didn't try to pinch and tease them, I will never know. Once down, I placed my hands behind me and started riding. She started teasing my nipples, still sticky from earlier, and then started twisting and teasing her own… after a couple of minutes, precum was dripping out of my cock yet again. I couldn't help myself…it was wonderfully new and exciting. I knew she was on the brink of something, needing something more and soon. She told me to turn around and make her cum while riding her dick. I slid off slowly and enjoyed the feeling of being stretched. 

I went and got a dildo out, and climbed on her cock once again. I went and got a longer dildo, and slowly climbed on top of her, and slid down so that her cock was in my ass, and took this new dildo, and slowly fucked her between the straps of her cock harness, and we slowly fucked each other, enjoying the stretching. The closer she came to cumming, the harder I slammed down on her cock, watching how wet and delicious this new toy looked going in and out of her wet hole. I enjoyed the look, the touch, the feel of her cock penetrating me as I tried to take more and more, all the while, filling her void with nice deep thrusts. After a few minutes like this, she came hard, thundering, thrusting pushing deeper, and deeper into me, making feel more open as I ever been. I felt great, knowing I was making her fantasy come true. Knowing this, I shot my second load without touching my cock. 

As I came, I slowly began to feel the exhaustion. I climbed off, and saw the sweat glistening off her skin, and around her eyes. I crawled up and kissed her face, and lie down next to her, feeling her turn and lay on me, her cock on my thigh as we caught a few hours of sleep. 

I got up some time in the middle of the night to take a shower, needing to rinse clean all the cum and sweat off me. A couple of moments later, she joined me in the shower, and came near me. I held her close in my arms, and kissed her. After the moments passed, we crawled back into bed and then kissed me softly on the cheek, saying thank you, as we held each other until sunrise.



The Switch



My friend Joe and I have been friends for years. We grew up together and went to the same schools. When we started dating, we even had similar tastes in girls.

When it was time to go to college, we both were accepted to the same school. That is where we met Julie and Donna. They had a lot in common with each other. 

They were both beautiful girls; each with long blond hair and blue eyes. Their bodies were always in shape and tanned. 

They were both athletes who played on the school's tennis team where they were doubles partners.

All this was perfectly normal. They were, after all, identical twins.

Joe and I had difficulty telling them apart sometimes. They could finish each other's sentences and always wanted to be near each other.

Joe began dating Julie and I, Donna. We would do lots of things together. That was partly due to the fact that Joe and I were such good friends.

The other reason was that Julie and Donna always liked to be near each other.

Joe and I decided to take the girls to the mountains for winter break. We were all having a great time together.

I began to wonder if Julie was anything like Donna in the sack. 

I asked Joe, when the girls were in town shopping, if he ever thought about sleeping with Donna. 

He said that of course he did. 

I suggested that we should try and make it happen. 

When Joe asked me how, I told him. "When you take Julie to bed, just make up some excuse to go downstairs. 

There, we could make the switch. Then, after the sex, we could switch back."

He said that it didn't sound like a very good plan. I told him to just play it by ear.

So the plan was set in motion.

The girls came home from shopping. The both said that they had a surprise for us and it was lingerie. 

If they only knew the surprise we had in store for them.

As night fell, I couldn't wait. I wanted Julie so bad and could tell that Tom wanted Julie.

When Tom said that they were going upstairs to bed, he looked over at me and smiled. I was wishing he hadn't done that, as both girls saw it too. 

I hoped they weren't suspicious.

Donna and I then decided it was our turn to go to bed. She put on her new lingerie for me. She looked so hot.

She and I started kissing. I knew that if Tom and I were going to switch, he'd better switch with me soon, or it would be too late. 

Then I heard someone in the kitchen. I told Donna that I wanted to go get a glass of water so my mouth wouldn't dry up.

Donna asked me, "Why would it dry up?"

I told her that I was going to lick her pussy until she begged me to stop.

She smiled and told me to get a big glass then. I was going to need it.

When I entered the kitchen, I saw Tom. He kept looking down at the floor.

I asked him, "What's wrong?"

"I couldn't do it. I couldn't deceive her like that. I would always be jealous later and could never be friends with you. 

Julie became suspicious of how I was acting. So I confessed our plan to her. I hope you can forgive me?" Joe said.

I was floored by what he said. I wanted to get mad at him but I knew he was right. 

So all I said was, "You're my best friend and your right. I would never let a girl come between that."

He smiled and said, "Thanks. Julie was flattered by it all and wasn't even mad. The reason I was so late was after I confessed, she fucked me.

The idea must have turned her on, because she kept teasing me at first. So when I finally came, it was huge."

I told him that information was probably more than I needed to know. I also asked him never to tell Donna. 

He laughed and said for me not to worry. Just to go pound Donna for him. 

Sounded like a good plan to me.

When I returned to my bedroom, Donna was naked. I slid in next to her and started to kiss her again. She was really excited.

She was really using her tongue in my mouth, which is something she rarely does. 

When she pushed me on my back, Donna looked at me and said, "I want to try something different tonight. I bought these furry handcuffs today with the lingerie. Are you game?" 

This was unusual for Donna. She was never so adventurous but who was complaining. I agreed immediately.

She had two pair in her hands. She put one around each of my wrists and fastened the other ends to the bedposts. 

I couldn't wait to see what was next. Who needs her sister, when she can behave this wild?

"Now first, I am going to suck your dick. What ever you do, don't cum. I'll make you glad you didn't" Donna said.

She then took my cock into her mouth. She started to suck me ever so slowly. She kept running her tongue all around my cock.

This was driving me mad with passion for her. Then she stopped and began sucking my balls, one at a time.

It felt so good. I kept thinking that this technique was so different. She then started to deep throat me. 

When did she learn how to do that? I knew that if she kept this up, it would be all over soon.

She started to really pick up the pace and began massaging my balls, too. This was getting unbearable. I needed to cum and she sensed it.

All of a sudden she pulled off my cock, with a pop. She said she knew I needed to cool off a little. 

"You're gonna beg for me to make you cum tonight. Now do what I say. Why don't you suck my toes for me," she said. 

This was so out of character for her. I never knew she liked being so aggressive. I was enjoying the change. 

When she offered her right foot to me, I opened my mouth. She inserted her toes in my mouth, one at a time.

I was really enjoying this and so was she. I always thought she had cute feet but this was down right erotic. 

I must have sucked each of her cute little painted toes several times before she finally had enough.

Then she went back to sucking my cock. Only this time, she did it harder, deeper and faster than before. 

Just as the cum had filled up my balls to their capacity, she pulled off again.

I groaned, "Please, don't stop. I need to cum!"

She said, "Don't worry. You'll cum, but I need you to eat me first."

My cock was throbbing. I could sense that she was really enjoying teasing me this way. I never saw this side of her before but I liked it.

When she slid up on my mouth, I noticed how wet she was. I loved to eat her pussy, so this was going to be a treat. 

Then I smelled a strong odor. It was cum. As in semen!

I looked up to protest. My eyes were wide. I tried to turn my head away but she had my face firmly clamped with her thighs. 

As she looked down, she appeared pleased.

She said, "Listen, when Joe told me about your plan I immediately told Donna. We came up with our own plan. 

We switched after Joe fucked me. He's fucking Donna now. He thinks it's me and he's getting a second round."

She said, "If you eat me out until I have had enough, I will switch back with Donna after she's done getting stuffed by your best friend.

If you refuse, then I will tease you all night and tell Joe all about it in the morning."

I knew I would lose my friend forever if she said something. Also, I wanted to cum and couldn't take anymore of this teasing. 

So I gave in and opened my mouth. I began to tongue her.

She told me to clean her out first and then make her cum.

So, I went to her orifice and started to suck. I was greeted with a warm flow of thick cream. It just continued draining out of her. 

Soon, there was so much in my mouth, I had to swallow.

The first thing I noticed was that it didn't taste bad, like I thought it would. So I kept on sucking her. I wondered why some girls objected to swallowing semen.

Joe had cum with much more volume than I do. I ended up swallowing a lot of his cum. 

Just then, I remembered him telling me how bad she had teased him before she had let him cum.

Julie looked down and said, "That's it, now drink it all. How does he taste, yummy? I hope you like it because there's more to come. Donna's coming back with a pussy full, too."

She thought she was funny but this was downright erotic.

I sucked her till my mouth started to ache. When she finally came, it was a relief for both of us.

Before she left, Julie said, "See you in the morning."

A few minutes later, in walked my girlfriend Donna. She looked at me in bed, handcuffed, and said, "My turn!"

As she got into bed, she looked at my cock. It was leaking pre- cum and was bobbing in the air. 

She said, "You thought you'd fool us? Well, if Joe hadn't fessed up, you just might have. Now you need to decide. 

Are you going to tell Joe? He'd probably never talk to you again. 

Besides, how's this feel?" She bent over and began to suck my cock. She gently swirled her tongue around and around my purple head. It was throbbing in her mouth. 

She started rubbing my balls. They were so full that they ached. I was ready to pop and she sensed this.

"Not yet. My sister said that you cleaned her up very nicely. I want to feel that now," she demanded. It sounds kinky.

She sat on my mouth just like her sister did. This time, I didn't try to avoid it. 

I sucked her pussy and was rewarded with another mouthful of his hot, thick cum. 

The familiar taste of him washed over my tongue. Not as much as his first load, but I still had to keep swallowing to keep up

She said, "Wow, I see my honey loves the taste of his ball juice. I'm so glad, too. That feels so good on my sore little pussy. I think I can get used to this. 

You know Joe was surprised when I said I wanted some more. He said that I never wanted it more than once in one night.

He pounded me hard for a long time. I guess that's because he had already cum inside of Julie. 

Of course, you already knew that. You drank that entire load from her." She was begun laughing. 

She enjoyed telling me how fucked her. She said that she wasn't sure of this whole plan at first, but now knew that she wanted to switch with her sister all the time.

She stopped her talking and started to ride my face like it was a saddle. Donna's juices were now replacing Joe's juices in my mouth. She was really moaning and thrashing all about. 

She started talking dirty.

"Suck my pussy you bastard. Your tongue is so good. Now suck, ugh, please, oh, here I cum... oh!!!!"

After she came, she smiled at me and said, "Since you held up your end of the bargain, I will too."

She spun around and began to suck me again. I had never been so ready to cum. Just as I was ready to spurt, she stopped. I thought I would cry.

She looked at me and said, "Promise me that no matter who Julie is with, we can always do this again?"

I agreed. 

She then sucked me until I felt my balls fill up to twice their size. I began to worry she might stop again. But she didn't and I let loose with the biggest load of my life.

She almost choked at first. She rarely swallowed my cum, but tonight, she gulped it down with vigor. 

When she finished, she smiled at me and unlocked me. 

We didn't say anything. We just slipped into a blissful sleep.

The next morning I saw Tom in the kitchen. He looked around to make sure the girls weren't within earshot.

He said, "Dude, I am so glad we didn't do the switch. Julie was a wild woman. She fucked me twice last night. It was awesome. 

Don't worry about Julie; she said she would never tell Donna."

The next night I didn't need the handcuffs.

At the end of the trip, Tom thanked me for the idea to go away to the mountains.

He said, "I'm going to need to start taking vitamins. Julie fucked me twice a night, every night this week.

She drained every drop of sperm from my nuts. My balls are sore from dumping so much cum into her."

As he spoke to me, all I could think of was that I knew. What my friend didn't know was that they had both drained every drop into my mouth.

Julie and Joe eventually broke up. He got married and moved to the West Coast. 

Donna and I ended up getting married. She is still the girl of my dreams. 

Her sister Julie has been married for five years and lives up north with her husband.

We live a pretty normal life now. I still look forward to our vacations. We bought a place in the mountains, where Julie and her husband come and stay with us.

Julie's husband, Steve, always takes me to the side and thanks me. He says that every year, when we all go away, the mountain air must do something to Julie.

She becomes insatiable and fucks him twice a night. 

I said, Maybe it's because she's happy to see her sister. You know that twins have a special bond."

He said, "I know. That's why I had asked my company to transfer me to your town. We have a franchise there. 

I hope you don't get sick of seeing us all the time because it was granted.

I hoped that living close to you guys will make continue fucking me silly. I guy can hope, can't he?"

I smiled back and said, "I can almost guarantee it." 



The Switch



She wanted them both, needed them for she, unlike they was switch, stuck between Mistress and pet. One she bowed to, the other she brought to heel. Her flesh was flushed and covered in sweat as her hips rolled against her pet's hungry mouth, the Master watching silently behind her. The Master being in the room while she played with her pet made shivers run down her spine as it had the few times he had joined them.

A low groan vibrated against her pussy from the pet beneath her. He had been such a good boy that day, never missing a beat as they had both done the chores assigned to them throughout the day. Raising up she pulled her pussy away from his mouth, a soft whimper coming from him as she rolled away, almost teasingly. Her pet had been cuffed to the bed when the fun had began, marks from paddles and crops plain against his skin as he struggled a little against his bonds. 

"Come." The Master's deep voice whispered to her.

Going to her Master she knelt at his feet but then was guided between his legs. The robe he was wearing gaped to show his semi-hard cock hanging between his legs, making her mouth water and almost drool.

"Suck me."

The simple command made her shiver, which also made her hesitate causing her Master's eyes to go a little harsh. Leaning forward she kissed the head of her Master's cock in a very loving gesture. Her mouth opened slowly as she slid her tongue over the head of her Master's cock then down to the base. Lowering herself a little more she suckled his balls in her mouth, one at a time releasing them each with a loud pop. Her Master grunted with sounds of approval as she came back to his cock, sucking the head then about half of his nine inch cock into her mouth. 

The switch's eyes and attention were all for her Master, barely paying any attention as the pet on the bed begged for her to come back and allow him release. As she continued to suck her Master's cock, the Master himself ran long pale fingers over the thick braided metal collar around her throat. He had ordered the collar specially made for her, no lock was on it and it could only be removed by a method only her Master knew. Hooking a finger in her collar her Master drew her mouth back from his cock though she whimpered.

"How does my cock taste to you pet?"

"Salty, and wonderful as always my Master."

Smiling wickedly her Master rose to his feet, shedding the robe he had been wearing. She silently watched him walk across the darkened room, everything only bathed in the light of a few candles. Once she saw her Master standing before the cabinet of tools she went wet between her legs, the bound pet's stare of desperation totally lost on her in that moment. Staying on the floor, as she had not been told to stand she shivered helplessly when her Master turned back to her, a thick wooden cane in his hands.

"Chest to chest, pet."

Almost jumping to her feet, she walked back to the bed, crawling over the pet on it until she lay on top of him, her chest pressed against his. The pet under her whimpered softly, trying to thrust his rock hard cock into her soaking pussy while she lay on top of him. Growling softly she slid up his body a little more, out of his cock's reach while she turned burning eyes on him, slapping his face hard just as the cane came down on the tender flesh of her ass. She cried out, but did not move to punish him again.

Blows rained down on her back, shoulders, and ass while she writhed on top of the bound pet, her cries, if there were any, muffled against the other's flesh. By the time her Master felt satisfied with the bright red color of her skin and the blood running over her back from a few wounds, her eyes were unfocused as though she had just had the greatest orgasm of her life. Moving over to the bed her Master stroked her long black hair so it did not rub over the wounds. 

Leaning over her back the Master grinned, his black eyes roaming over her reddened flesh as some of his curly brown hair fell into his face. Opening his mouth just a little, her Master ran his tongue over the wounds on her back, licking away the blood that had run over her flesh. Shivering softly she moaned, gripping the bedding on either side of the pet below her, who, she could tell, was becoming even more excited. Moving up her body her Master licked the lobe of her left ear, the press of his hard cock against her ass making her take in a pained hiss of breath.

"Do you want this pet?"

"Yes... Yes Master please..."

"Where do you want it? Be specific." 

"In this sub's pussy... Please Master, this one wants to be fucked in her pussy by you and in the ass by her pet."

"Then roll onto your back and show me how much you want it."

Pushing up a little she rolled until her back was pressed against the other pet's chest, a groan of pain coming from her but she stayed as she was. Slipping her legs open she ran two fingers over her sopping pussy, holding the glistening fingers up for her Master to see. Her Master smiled before taking her hand, rubbing the fingers against the entrance of her ass to make her nice and slick. Lifting her hips up her Master guided her so that her pet's cock pressed against her entrance. The pet beneath her groaned loudly as his cock thrust up into her body causing her to cry out.

Moving once again her Master settled between her spread legs, rubbing the head of his cock up and down her pussy lips, making her moan and tighten her ass around the other pet's cock. Smiling at her reactions her Master sank his cock to the hilt within her hot tight sheath in a single stroke. As she panted and moaned she felt her body twitch around his cock, trying to adjust to the invasion of it. 

"Wrap your legs around my hips love. That's it. You pump when I do slave."

Her legs went around her Master's hips, a shiver coming from her at the cold sound of her Master's voice as he spoke to the one under her body. Just like that they both began to pump in a slow rhythm into her body, perhaps an inch of flesh separating them. The one below her grunted an whimpered as he was close to orgasm. However, the Master and she were not even close to orgasm when she felt the pet release a hot load into her ass. 

Her Master released a growl of disappointment into the flesh of her neck as he turned her over so she could look into the unfocused eyes of her pet while her Master pounded fiercely into her soaking pussy. By the time her pet's eyes had refocused and he was getting hard again the pleasure in her body was almost making her skin glow. Sinking his fingers into her hair, her Master pulled her back so that she was pressed against his chest while he moaned, then whispered in her ear.

"He is not worthy of you pet, not worthy of us. Be rid of him for me."

"Master please... Not another one."

"Yes another, you need to find more worthy pets. These mortals you bring us disgust me."

The pounding continued and she moaned in both pleasure and extreme pain as fangs descended into her mouth, almost sinking into her lip. While massaging her right breast her Master nipped at her sensitive neck, showing her like he had every time over the last four hundred years what she would loose if she chose the mortal. Tears of blood ran down her face as she leaned over her pet, burying her face in his neck while her Master stayed pressed to her back, cock still pounding into her pussy.

Panting softly she licked at her pet's neck, drawing a moan from him as she felt herself, and her Master close to orgasm. Opening her mouth wide she felt her Master tense behind her, then she sunk her fangs into the pet's flesh as she and her Master came together, his molten hot seed filling up her pussy almost to overflowing. Though she had heard the pet's cry of pain she paid no mind as her Master thrust slowly into her pussy while she fed.

After a few moments of prolonging her orgasm her Master stilled inside her body, staying pressed against her back as she pulled back from the bite feeling the spark of life within the one beneath her fade until there was nothing. Petting her hair her Master drew her back from the corpse, turning her so that she straddled his lap, facing him.

"We will find you a proper pet someday my little vampire."

When her Master kissed her lips, using his tongue to taste the blood from her mouth she returned his passion equally, arms and legs wrapping around him. Though the body still tied to the bed would rot and turn to nothing but dust and bones, their undead passion would last forever with her kneeling by his feet.



The Switch



A special thank you to Azul for editing my story again. I could never write these stories without your help Azul. Thank you so much. 

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You called and told me that we were going to go out for dinner tonight. You said you'd be home by 6 and I should be showered and ready to go. You would run in, take a shower, and then we were off. I took my time showering and getting ready. Shaving my legs, arm pits, and trimmed my pussy nice and close. I powdered my body before getting dressed and pulled my hair back into clips. I picked out a short black miniskirt and a black blouse that buttoned up the front. I put on my black lace bra, but no panties. I slipped into the miniskirt, and then I put on the blouse, although I left just enough of the buttons undone to torment you during dinner. 

I was in the office when you got home. I yelled hello and told you that I was already ready and that I'd meet you by the front door when you were ready. I didn't want you to see me before we left the house. I heard the shower turn off and I slipped out of the office and went into the front room. I was sitting quietly on the couch when you came downstairs. You looked wonderful in your dark blue slacks and a blue striped long sleeved button down shirt. I stood up and watched with a smile as you saw me for the first time that night. Your expression said it all. I was so happy to have pleased you. We kissed, our tongues entwining as I reached down and stroked your cock.

"You know darling, we don't have to go to dinner." you said. 

"Oh yes we do baby." I reply "You need your energy." We walked to the car, your arm around me. I love being in your arms. I turn and kiss your neck. You let out a soft moan.

"We'll never make it to the restaurant if i keep that up," you said to me.

"It's your job to keep it up," I whisper in your ear. You opened the car door and as I got in, my skirt slid up just enough to show you my long legs. 

"Oh God!" I heard you murmur before you shut the door. 

After you got in the car, I asked you about your day and we talk all the way to the restaurant. I love hearing about the projects you are working on and the way you take interest in what I'm working on. Almost too soon, we arrive at the restaurant and you left the car to open the door for me. As I stood up and got out of the car, my skirt slid up just a bit more to flash you. By the look on your face, I deduced that you thought you caught a glimpse of my pussy. 

"Are you wearing panties?" you asked. 

"Maybe." I smile at you. I could tell you began to stiffen just thinking about it. You put your hand on the small of my back and led me into the restaurant. We were seated at a booth in one of the quieter corners of the restaurant. As I sat across from you, I bent over just enough so you to got a clear shot down my blouse to show you I was wearing your favorite bra. 

"I can't wait to take that bra off when we get home." you told me. I just smiled at you and acted innocent. During dinner, I slipped off one of my shoes and started rubbing my foot up and down your leg. You were so surprised by this, that you lost track of what you were talking about. I gently reminded you where you were in the story. You kept trying to ignore my foot, but found it difficult as it went up into your lap and my toes began to massage your cock. 

"Baby," you murmured, "You're looking for trouble." I innocently looked you in the eye and suggestively suck on the straw in my drink, just to tease you. You watched it slide in and out of my mouth, as my lips wrapped around it. I gently sucked on the straw as you watched my mouth move on it. You let out a low moan and I felt your pants dampen underneath my foot. I could tell that my actions were causing the precum to drip out of your rock hard cock. 

It was soon time to leave, as we noticed we were the only ones left in the restaurant. I took the opportunity to pretend to drop something, so I could bend over in front of you to pick it up. It was then that I reveal to you that I didn't have panties on. I felt your hand reach down to massage my naked ass before whispering in my ear "that's mine." 

We went out to the car and got in. Before you started the engine, you turned to me and kissed me deeply, your thumbs brushing over my hard nipples though my shirt. "You have been very naughty teasing your master tonight" you told me. "For that, you will have to be punished." You first command was for me to lift my skirt. I felt like a tease slowly pulling the fabric of my miniskirt up to show you my trimmed pussy. You then command me to spread my legs and play with myself on the ride home. I did as you told me to like I always do, with no hesitation. At that moment, you were in charge and it was my job to please you. Pretty soon the car began to smell like me. You could hear how wet I was as my fingers slid in and out of my pussy. I look over and saw you stroking your cock through your pants. 

We pulled up to a red light and you told me to give you my fingers. I removed my fingers from my pussy and put them up to your lips. You sucked my fingers, savoring my juices. "God baby, you taste good" you murmured. When the light changed you told me to continue to play for the rest of the ride home but I was not to cum. The rest of the ride home was silent except for my moans and whimpers and the sound of my fingers diving in and out of my wetness. 

When we arrived home, you again opened my car door. You helped me stand up, but held me against the door, as your hand slid between my legs and along my wet lips. Your fingers easily slide inside of me and I saw a wicked smile cross your lips. "I can't wait to slip my cock inside of you." you told me. 

Once we get inside, you told me to lose the skirt. I dropped it just inside the front door. You then told me to slowly unbutton my blouse. I did, and I watched you watch me. A quick glance down at your crotch showed me that I definitely have your complete attention. "Drop the shirt." you told me, and I let it slide off my shoulders. "Undo your bra." I did and let it fall to the floor. You stood there for a few minutes just looking at me. I tried to cover myself after a moment, self conscious. You murmured "uh uh." and I brought my hands back down to my sides. You told me to spread your legs a bit, and as I did you saw my wetness on the insides of my thighs. 

After a few more moments, you came over and wrapped your arms around me. Your fingers began running up and down my back as you kissed me deeply. You turned me around and patted me on the ass. "Upstairs with you slave!" you ordered. You were right behind me on the stairs, your fingers between my legs, playing with my pussy on the way up the stairs. 

When we got to the bedroom, I surprised you. I turned to you and dropped a bombshell. "Honey, I know you're in charge," I whispered, "but I want to take charge tonight." That made you smile, and I wasn't sure if it was because you loved the idea or you didn't think I would be able to take charge of you. 

"OK," you reply, "You're in charge." you reply. We kissed again deeply as you reached for my exposed breasts. I felt your thumbs running over them as my hands struggled to undo the cuffs of your shirt. I started moaning at the wonderful sensations your touch was bringing to my breasts and sending down to my pussy. I slowly started to undo the buttons on your shirt as I moved my mouth from your mouth, down to your throat. I slid your shirt off your shoulders and you wiggled your arms, making the shirt drop to the floor. My lips were on your adam's apple and I felt it bob as you swallowed and began to breathe deeper. 

As I turned my attention to your nipples, my hands moved down to your pants. I unbuckled your belt and pulled it through the belt loops, letting it fall to the floor. I licked your right nipple first and then your left. I slid my hands up the bulge in the front of your Dockers as I slowly sucked your left nipple into my mouth. Your hands were on my nipples, twisting them, tugging at them. You pushed your cock into my hand, grinding up against it. I bit your nipple in response, which caused a sharp intake of breath. I suckled at your nipple as I stroked your cock more. It felt like it was straining to escape the confines pants. 

I felt you take your hands from my nipples and start to undo the button of your pants. "What do you think you're doing?" I asked.

"Giving you better access to my cock." you reply. 

"Who's in charge tonight?" 

"You, but..."

"No buts. I don't remember asking you to undo your button, did I tell you to do that?" 

"No."

"Just so we're clear, my love, you will address me as Ma'am. The proper reply should have been 'No, Ma'am.' Also, remember, I am in charge. You will only do what I say. If you disobey me or even if you take charge again, that belt won't remain on the floor. I will use it on your ass. Do I make myself clear?" 

The tone of my voice stunned you. You never, in a million years, thought I would be able to talk to you that way. You can tell by my words and my tone that I would have no problems doing as I said. You weren't sure exactly how you felt about this, but you very smartly gave the proper response "I'm sorry Ma'am."

My hand went back to your pants and I continued to rub your cock through your pants, not failing to notice that it was now harder than it was before. I kissed you again and my tongue slid into your mouth. My other hand began to play with your nipples, twisting them and tugging them just as you did to mine a short time earlier. You began to respond to my kisses. It felt that you were finally over the shock of my little speech. Your hands surround me and began to run up and down my back. You started to put your hands on my ass and I felt you almost pull me closer to you. I felt you pause before you remembered who was in charge and stop your attempts to pull me closer. You simply caressed my ass cheeks.

I know you were dying for me to take your pants off, judging from the precum that soaked through your pants again. I broke our kiss and ask you if you want me to take your pants off. "Yes, Ma'am." you quickly replied, sounding relieved. I knelt down in front of you and knew that your mind was reeling. You were thinking of all the times I've knelt before you and sucked your cock. I looked up at you as I brought my mouth to the front of your pants and began to kiss your cock through the fabric of your pants. My one hand went around to your ass to push you closer to my face; the other hand cupped your balls through your pants. I looked up and saw your eyes closed. I wasn't sure if you closed them from frustration or in pleasure. I opened my mouth wider and my lips surrounded the bulge in your pants, sucking you through your pants. 

"Oh God." you moaned. My hands were kneading your ass and your balls. I continued to suck on your cock and play with your ass and balls until you were whimpering. I undid the button on your pants and unzipped them. I slid your pants down, releasing your cock. I heard you sigh as your cock springs free from your pants. 

I smiled as I knelt down in front of you. Your cock was standing at attention but I didn't touch it. There is a silence as you looked down at me, wondering what's going on. I continued to kneel and look at it in silence. You finally couldn't stand the suspense any longer and said "Honey?" I looked up at your face and my demeanor changed. 

"Step out of your pants and underwear, get rid of your shoes and socks and lay on the bed," I commanded you in my most furious of voices. I saw you smirk. 

"Are you really going to go through with this?" you asked. I responded by picking up your belt. I doubled it over and smacked the fleshy part of your ass with it. 

"Do not question me again. Lie on the bed, now!"

Without another word you laid on the bed, staring at me. The shock of me using a belt on your ass helped you realize that I was truly in charge. I was not my normal submissive self. I was dominating you plain and simple. I took your wrists and cuffed them to the bedposts. I then moved to your feet and fastened the restraints around your ankles, the other end securely attached to the base of the bed. You were now laying there naked and spread eagle. "You are not to speak another word until I tell you you can. You may moan, whimper, grunt, but you may not speak another word. Nod if you understand me." I commanded you. You nodded. 

I left the room for a moment and came back carrying a box. I set the box down on the nightstand and opened it up. I reached in and took something out. You couldn't see what it was. I leaned over the bed and stroked your cock a few times. You then felt me sliding something on your cock. Judging from the feel, you realized I slid a cock ring on your cock. 

I pulled a chair up next to the bed where could can see me clearly and put the box down on the floor next to the chair. I scooted down in the chair and put one foot on the side of the bed and one foot on the nightstand, my pussy was wide open in front of you. I slowly started to rub my pussy, while I played with my nipples. You could see my pussy getting wetter and hear my breathing getting deeper. I slid two fingers inside my hole, while massaging my clit with my thumb. My hips started to rock as I slammed my fingers in harder. As I climaxed I took my fingers out and brought them to my mouth and sucked the juice off, just as you did when we were in the car. "You're right, my pet, I do taste good." I bragged to you causing you to let out a soft moan. 

I reached down into the box and pulled out the dildo you bought for me. I slid it over my pussy and got it wet with my juices before I brought it to my mouth. I sucked on the dildo just like you wanted me to suck on your cock. I placed the dildo back inside my pussy and started to fuck myself with it. My head was tilted back and my eyes were shut. One hand began moving from one nipple to the other, pinching, squeezing, tugging, and twisting. The other hand was pumping that dildo in and out of my pussy as fast, deep and hard as I could. It almost seemed like I had forgotten you were even there. I was so lost in the moment. My hips rose off the chair to meet the dildo, driving it in even further. My moans were getting louder. My hand moved from my nipples to my clit and I began to rub my clit while I fucked myself with the dildo. I'm whimpered and began to breathe raggedly. My hips thrusted up and the muscles in my legs tensed as the orgasm ripped through me. I screamed loudly as I climaxed hard. After what seems like an eternity to you, I lowered my hips again; my head still tilted back, eyes still shut, and the dildo still shoved up into my pussy. 

I finally reached down and took the dildo out. I moved to the bed to straddle your face. "Clean me up." I commanded you as I lowered my pussy to your mouth. I spread my pussy lips for you and felt your tongue dive into me, twirling around, trying to get every drop. I moved myself back and forth as your tongue lapped at me, cleaning up the cum that has leaked out all over. You moaned with pleasure as you licked at my treasure trove, lapping up my juices. Your tongue played with my clit for a moment before I raised myself off from your face. "No pet, I have other plans for you." I told you. 

I looked at your cock, swollen and purple. "I'm going to remove the cock ring, but you are not to cum until I tell you that you can. Do you understand me?" I waited for the weak nod before I slowly crawled down your body to remove the cock ring. After it was removed I stroked your cock for a bit as you first gasp, then let out a low moan. I continued to stoke your cock as I lowered my mouth and licked the tip of your cock. To your disappointment, my mouth didn't stay there, but moved to the inside of your right thigh, planting kisses. You could feel me kissing and sucking the inside of your thigh until I finally raised my head in triumph. "I just marked you as mine. I left a mark so that every time you see it, you'll remember this night." 

I crawled up your body and began to suck and nip at your nipples. My hand barely touched your cock, teasing it with light touches. My mouth moved between one nipple then the other, alternately sucking and biting. My hand laid flat on your cock as your hips rose slightly. My mouth moved down your chest to your belly button and my tongue made lazy circles around it, while my hand began to move up and down your cock. I teased your belly button and your cock for awhile, before moving my mouth from your belly button to your cock. 

I licked your cock slowly; tongue flat, while my fingers circled your belly button. Then I changed their placement, my tongue on your belly and my hand on your cock. My other hand slid down between your legs, running up and down, cupping your balls, then sliding down to your ass. My tongue dove into your belly button as I gently squeezed your balls; my tongue dipped in and out, my hand was still stroking your cock, as my other hand slid down further between your legs. 

My mouth moved down to your cock and my tongue flicked over the tip as my finger pressed up against your asshole to tease you. You moaned out of frustration. I knew what you wanted, but I was taking my time. The pre-cum was oozing from the tip of your cock. I removed my hand from between your legs and slid my fingers through your precum before sliding my precum coated fingers back between your legs and pushing against your asshole. My tongue lapped the rest of the precum off the tip of your cock. 

I felt you tense at the intrusion of my fingers into your ass, so I paused while sucking the tip of your cock, until you relaxed again. My fingers started to slide deeper into your ass, just as I slid your cock deeper in my mouth. You moaned again, as your hips rose off the bed, showing me how much you were enjoying this. I slowly slid both fingers in and out, taking my time. My tongue slid up and down your shaft inside my mouth and I heard your breathing getting faster and ragged. 

My fingers start thrusting in harder, faster, and deeper. Your cock slid into my mouth deeper as I sucked you harder. I slowed it down again, lazily sucking your cock, feeling every ridge with my tongue. My fingers were slowly sliding in and out of your ass now. You moaned in frustration and thrusted your hips upward, in an attempt to shove more of your cock deep into my throat. You thought this would get me to suck you faster, but it didn't. To remind you that I was in control, I let my mouth go limp and I just held my fingers deep in your ass until you realized that you must allow me to do what I wished. 

I slid your cock almost all the way out of my mouth, my tongue flicked in and out of the slit at the tip of your cock. My fingers slid all the way out of your ass and then slammed back in. You moaned again and your hips thrusted upward. I sucked your cock harder, faster, and deeper again. My fingers slid all the way out of your ass again, then slammed all the way back in, as I gave your ass a good fucking. My other hand caressed your balls, squeezing them, feeling the cum inside. I took your cock deep into my throat and held you there, completely still. My lips were wrapped tightly around the base of your cock as your cock was buried deep in throat. I began to fuck your ass harder while your cock just sat in my throat. 

I slowly slid your cock out of my mouth, all the way, and began to lick the shaft again. I licked your balls, including the underside, before I licked the underside of your cock. My fingers were still pumping in and out of your ass. You were whimpering now and I knew you want to cum so badly. "Should I let you cum?" I asked you. 

"Please, Ma'am," you replied, "would you please allow me to cum?" 

I don't answer. Instead, I slid my fingers out of your ass and took my mouth off your cock. I put the cock ring back on your member before I straddled you. I positioned your rock hard cock at the entrance to my wet throbbing pussy before slowly sinking down. I could feel your manhood filling me as I slowly began to ride your cock, sliding you in and out of me. I leaned over, dangling my breast in your face, bringing my right nipple down to your lips. You opened your mouth to suck it in, but I raised it back up again. I sat upright again to allow my hips to work up and down, riding your hard cock. You watched as I slid my fingers between my legs and began to rub my clit. I continued to play with my clit and ride your cock. 




The Switch



My fingers were good and wet as I took them and put them in your mouth, letting you suck them. Letting you taste me. You groaned, wanting more. I removed my fingers from your mouth and slid them down your chest. I teased your nipples for awhile before I leaned over and took one in my mouth. I rode you faster, as I bit your nipple, just like you wanted to bite mine. 

I released your nipple and bent over, dangling my nipple in your face again. This time when I lowered my left nipple down to your lips, I allowed you to suck it in. I moaned with pleasure as you nibbled on my nipple hungrily. Each time you bit my nipple, my pussy clenched your cock in response. My juices were running down your cock as I reached between my legs and started rubbing my clit again. I pulled my nipple from your mouth and began playing with my nipple with one hand while rubbing my clit with the other. I was riding you hard and deep as I moaned and whimpered. You felt me getting ready to cum and knew that I was lost in the sensations, as I using you as my fuck toy, getting my enjoyment from your cock. You watched me ride you and rub my clit. You watched me play with my nipple. My head was tilted back and whimpers escaped my lips. You thrusted upward to drive your cock in deeper. "Yes!" I screamed, "Yes!" My pussy clenched you as I exploded on your cock, clenching you again with each wave of orgasm. 

I slowed the pace down and brought my head upright again. I remembered where I was. I leaned over and kissed you deeply, our tongues dancing before I lifted myself off of you. Warm cum dripped down your cock, onto your balls and your thighs. I kissed my way down your body and licked your cock, balls, and thighs clean as you moaned. 

I felt your balls bulging with cum. I took the cock ring off and sucked your cock into my mouth. My tongue slid up and down your shaft inside my mouth, as I worked your cock in and out. I placed my fingers between my legs to get them wet with my cum before I pressed them into your ass again. I knew it won't take long for you to cum now. I slid your cock out of my mouth, holding it in my hand, stroking it, while I pumped your ass with my fingers. "You may cum any time now." I told you, before I took you into my mouth again. 

I slid my head down hard, fast and deep, taking your deep into my throat, where I know you longed to be. I moaned as your hips began thrusting, propelling your cock deeper into my throat. My moans vibrated the tip of your cock deep in my throat, just as my fingers found your prostate and I started to massage it. The different sensations are rocking through your body from all directions. I heard you gasp, before you let out a primal like groan and I felt your cock twitch. Load after load of warm thick cum emptied deep into my throat. 

I massaged your prostate again and you thrusted deep again and shot more cum into my throat. My throat muscles milked your cock, making sure you had given me all the cum you had. I greedily swallowed every last drop of your delicious cum. I couldn't remember the last time you climaxed that much and it pleased me to know that you climaxed that much for me when I was in charge. I leaned down and cleaned you off, as I always did, to ensure you were completely clean before I released your arms and legs and lay down next to you. 

"So, what did you think of me taking charge my love?" I asked you, obviously pleased with what I did. I could see you considering your response as I snuggled closer to your chest. 

"That was interesting my pet, but just wait until I get my strength back. Your ass is going to pay for tying me down like that." you answered in mock anger before you began to pepper my face with kisses. Just as I was surrendering myself to your complete control again, I reached down and felt my sensitive pussy, satisfied for that moment. 



The Switch



Prologue: This story is about two couples searching for a deeper relationship. 



{ Friday Afternoon Golf }

Sara and Snake Hauk had gotten to know Rena and Rod Rector after each of the guys went to work for AT&E Telephone. They settled in the same neighborhood and over the past several years had became very close. They had been there for each other during the times their children were born and were always helping out during any other times of emergency. They truly cared for one another and supported the other whenever needed.

Snake and Rod had taken Friday off and were enjoying a round of golf at the local country club. They were playing golf primarily to get out of the way while their wives prepared a small birthday celebration for Snake. The two guys were great friends. Snake was turning 35 and Sara; his wife of 12 years just wanted to have an informal cookout to celebrate his birthday. 

The guys were just horny ole fun loving redneck guys who would say anything to agitate the other; all in good competitive fun. Snake started the banter as he teed his ball up on the third tee..."if I put this in the fairway, I get to kiss Rena tonight."

Rod laughed out loud and countered, "Oh no, you don't, it's not all about you. If I win I get to kiss Sara." The friendly agitation went on endlessly throughout the round of golf.

Snake thought for a second, and said, "Let's create a little game. Each of us will get one challenge on each hole and the other must duplicate the task to cancel the challenge."

Rod gathered his thoughts and commented, "In other words the person being challenged becomes the protector of his wife's honor." 

"Something like that," Snake said smiling. "I'll write each win down and we can see how we come out at the end of the match". 

"You know, if this thing doesn't come out even, one of us is in trouble," Rod replied.

"You're not going to chicken out on me are you," Snake asked still pressing the issue?

Rod, always the cautious one, opened a Bud Light, smiled, and said, "OK, but you know this is all in fun. If our wives found out they would cut our balls off."

"Who knows," laughed Snake, "they might like this little game."

"I don't think so," replied Rod, "Rena would get real stingy with that pussy for a few weeks." 

Being above average golfers, Snake and Rod had cancelled all previous claims by the time they reached the eighteenth hole. They were all even at that point. Snake; feeling no pain from several beers, decided to up the ante by issuing his next challenge, "Whoever wins this hole gets to fuck the other's wife...deal?"

Rod spoke next, "That means I've got to at-least halve the hole to keep you from fucking my wife."

"That's the way the game works," Snake confidently replied.

"Oh my goodness, you are raising the stakes – going for all the marbles," exclaimed Rod. "My challenge to you is that I will shoot a lower score on this hole and if so, I get to screw Sara. If we both win then we are even and everything cancels out. The girls won't know a thing."

"You're just chicken," Snake said, "I say if I out drive you and you win the hole, I get to screw Sara and you get to screw Rena."

"If Sara knew you said that you wouldn't get any for a month," Rod countered.

They played the last hole and Snake drove his ball slightly farther than Rod. That meant Snake won the first challenge, and was feeling very confident. On the other hand Rod threw a monkey wrench into Snake's over confidence by birdying the hole with a chip-in from off the green. This meant that Rod had won his claim and cancelled all of Snake's challenges. With the birdie Rod had won an extra reward. The match wound up with Rod winning the right to screw Sara only."

Snake sheepishly muttered under his breath, "You were lucky. I was just kidding...no- way, we're going to mention this to the wives. They would have to give final approval and we know they wouldn't do that." 

Rod finally had Snake in an uncomfortable position and he was going to apply a little more pressure. "Don't back out Snake, this was all your idea. You made the rules. You've got to, at least, tell Sara what I won."

Snake shot back, "I'll think of something. Hell, I'll tell Rena what I had won up until you made that lucky chip-in on the eighteenth hole."





{ The Cookout }

Sara was busy preparing the potatoes and Rena was chopping up the lettuce to go in the salad. Rena spoke first. "When the guys get home I'll get them to light the grill and put the steaks on. They are supposed to be here around five o'clock."

Sara lightheartedly said, "After a good steak and some nice wine I'll give Snake some birthday pussy tonight. In fact, I probably need it worse than he does."

"Is Snake slowing down any," asked Rena? 

"Not really, well maybe, he still wants it more often than I. Maybe both of us have slowed down some with the kids and our jobs wearing us out before bedtime. It's mostly on the weekends now."

Rena agreed, "It's the same with us. The sex is great, on the other hand, that intense excitement we had before and right after we were married is gone. We have just gotten so comfortable with each other. I don't guess we can put that genie back into the bottle."

"Maybe we need another genie bottle. Snake and I know each other so well we just go straight to fucking without a lot of foreplay. Foreplay seems like a waste of time now. Sometimes I wish we could do something to spice it up a bit."

Both of the girls were very open in their discussions about sex. There were not many secrets between them. Sara stated, "Rena, you have told me before that you weren't a virgin when you were married and neither was I."

"Who is anymore," Rena asked?

Sara laughed and continued, "After I started screwing, I remember how horny I would get before each date. As pathetic as it sounds, I just wanted to get a dick in me. I would cum almost as soon as the guy got it in."

Rena asked, "Was Snake you're first?"

"Oh hell no, Snake was my fifth or sixth guy. I did a lot of fucking with the third one. We went together for about a year.

The first time was a fumbling disaster. I was dating this guy in high school and I thought he would be the perfect person to take my virginity. He played football and acted like he was some kind of stud. I let him feel me up pretty good and got horny as hell. When he finally put it in, it hurt like hell. Then he started coming and pulling out at the same time. He shot off all over my pussy. It was a hell of a mess. I was bleeding some from the penetration and that scared the hell out of me."

"Where did this happen," asked Rena? 

"It happened at home one weekend while my parents had gone camping. When I saw the mess we made I immediately sent him home, took a shower and cleaned the sheets."

"Did that experience turn you off," asked Rena?

"No, in fact, I was so worked up I finished masturbating in the shower. I was just pissed off that the guy I had picked didn't know shit. I was too embarrassed to date him anymore after that. I actually started dating a guy who had gone off to college. I thought someone with a little more experience would help. Even though we fucked a few times, the chemistry between us wasn't good. He started dating someone else and I started dating his roommate."

"Did it start getting better with the roommate," asked Rena?

"Definitely, this guy knew what he was doing...he was great. He realized that I didn't have much experience and I became his special student. We laughed about it all the time. He taught me how to give and receive oral ...how to achieve a clitoral and vaginal orgasm. He knew how to hit that g-spot and always made sure I had an orgasm before he reached his own. We even did anal a few times. The guy was a real talent in the sex department. I think about him often when Snake and I are making love. No doubt about it; he could give a girl a good fucking."

"Was he big," Rena asked?

In a half hearted laughing manner Sara replied, "Do you mean physical stature or cock size?"

"You know what I mean...cock size," Rena exclaimed as she held her hands slightly apart and arched her eyebrows.

"He wasn't all that big. He wasn't that small either, but he sure knew how to use it. He had a way of angling that thing from down under and massaging that front pubic bone. He could make me come almost immediately. I enjoyed some good fucking with him."

"What happened between the two of you," asked Rena?

With the two of us it was just sex and both of us knew we needed something more fulfilling emotionally. Soon after a couple of brief interludes with other guys I met Snake and we started falling in love. I thought he was so good looking. Snake is no slouch in the fucking department either. He was a little larger than the previous guy. 

"How long did you two wait to have sex," Rena asked?

"Not long," replied Sara, "we did it on the second date. We just had so much fun exploring everything you could imagine. Oral sex, both ways, sixty-nine, masturbation, toys, multiple orgasms, anal...you name it...we tried it. By that time I felt like a pro in the fucking department. It was intense and exciting. We found ourselves so compatible sexually I was hooked on it by then. 

Rena's curiosity increased with each question. She was actually getting a little turned on hearing Sara's open and honest discussion about her sex life.

Sara's libido also heightened as a result of their conversation.

"A funny thought just entered my mind." commented Rena.

"And what was that," asked Sara?

"I wonder how our husbands got their penis nick names."

Laughing out loud Sara said, "When I first met Snake that was one of the first obscene thoughts I had. In fact, I could hardly wait to see his cock just to see what it looked like. I had conjured up all these images of a long crooked snake-like dick that had a life of its own. It turns out that he has a beautiful cock that pleases me in every way. I just love the way he uses it.

Snake's parents told me that they gave him the nickname as result of his crawling under the bed to hide and when he would come out he would slither on his stomach like a snake. They started calling him Snake and it stuck. I accuse his old man of giving him that name so that he would be popular with the girls. He doesn't deny it."

"And what about Rod's name," Sara asked? Where did it come from?" 

Rena answered, "Nothing as interesting as you describe. 'Rod', is just short for Roderick. I must admit I like his name. It keeps me reminded of his dick which really gets hard. I fucked quite a few guys before I met Rod, but never anyone who gets as hard as he does."

"I have told you a lot about my early sex life, how about yours," Sara inquired. 

My story is somewhat similar to yours. I actually started masturbating when I was eleven or twelve. I know that sounds young but it felt good and I did it. When I was sixteen I made up my mind that I was going to take my own virginity. I had pretty much decided that I was going to start screwing. So I got one of those hard rubber vibrating dildos and prepared to get that cherry thing out of the way."

"Didn't you want to let some guy take it the first time," asked Sara? "You know like...make it special."

"Not really, I was real shy at first and didn't want some guy laughing at me the first time we did it. I read a lot about how the first time was disappointing and how the hymen would tear and how a girl would bleed. I didn't want that. It would have been embarrassing for me to experience the same situation as you. I just wanted to take off screwing without anyone knowing it was my first time."

"What did you do," asked Sara?

"Like you, I waited until a weekend my parents were gone and planned out the whole thing. First, I stripped completely and placed a beach towel in the center of the bed. Underneath my butt I place some heavy paper towels in case there would be some bleeding. I propped two pillows against the headboard so that I could lean back comfortably. 

I had searched the internet to learn as much about my pussy as I could. I found out that the hymen would actually have to be torn to allow free and uninhibited penetration of the penis. Then I got out my little pocket rocket clit vibrator, the cock shaped dildo and some baby oil and went to work."

"Gosh, this is getting me a little excited hearing you tell this. You were just a little slut weren't you," said Sara laughing.

"Yeah, maybe so," Rena continued, "Anyway I took the baby oil and liberally applied it to my pussy. I was already wet. I had read it would help that first penetration to be very sexually excited and well lubricated. I massaged my clit with my left hand and inserted one finger from my right hand into my pussy. One finger is all I could get inside comfortably. When I tried to put the second one in I could feel some resistance. It felt like a thin ring of skin around the inside of the opening.

I started using the little vibrator on my clit and just before I started to come I would quit. I did this several times and each time I would apply some more baby oil. After the baby oil was applied I would take the dildo and repeatedly push it into the entrance. I could feel the cherry stopping the penetration. I kept getting more excited. I couldn't stand it any longer, my gut just arched into the dildo. I just wanted that penetration so bad.

Knowing that it was going to hurt, I decided that the tearing pain would be as I was having an orgasm and probably the best thing to do was push it in real fast and hard. I remember my body was on a razors edge. I had the little vibrator intermittently touching my clit. Finally I couldn't stand it any longer. I grabbed the end of dildo so that it wouldn't slip when I decided to push it in.

The intense anticipation was unbearable. I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth and placed the vibrator on my clit and left it there. When the orgasm started, shock waves ripped through my stomach. The spasms momentarily took my mind off the job at hand. I mustered enough strength amid the clutching and lurching spasms and drove the dildo in deep. I felt an immediate tearing pain shoot from my groin area but I had done it. In a strange way, the pain was erotic. My virgin pussy quivered and clutched the phallus shaped dildo. It did bleed a little but not much. I remember thinking; 'well, I've finally got that out of the way. I felt so stupid with that big dildo hanging out of my pussy.'

I just lay there. I looked down to make sure that it was all the way in. I loved that full feeling. It was new and felt so good. I often re-live the experience over and over in my mind. A few minutes after the pain eased, I turned the vibration on very lightly. It was very soothing. There was no shame or embarrassment. I was actually glad I had done it."

The vibration began to feel exciting. I lubricated my finger with baby oil and started a light stroking on my clitoris. It was a new pleasure awakening; one that came from deep within. That feeling of penetration really felt good. I was hooked from then on. The next orgasm seemed to rumble from the deep inside my womb and explode from my groin. 

I was proud and very satisfied with my accomplishment. That's when I started thinking about fucking some guys. To get ready, I tried to wear my new pussy out just masturbating. I was ready to go.

After I got that cherry thing out of the way, I had no reservation about having sex with anyone I dated for a while. I first started late in my junior year of high school and became a real slut. I screwed a lot of different guys. Other girls were doing the same thing, so, I didn't feel too bad. Then after about a year I got concerned about STD's and settled into dating one guy at a time." 

"When and how did you meet Rod," Sara asked?

"We were juniors in college. We actually knew each other before but didn't start dating till we were lab partners in class. Both of us were kinda shy and I think that was the mutual attraction." 

"When did you start having sex?"

"The first night; it just seemed to be the next step to take. We talked about sex all the time in class. It wasn't any kind of love at first sight or anything like that," said Rena. "He liked it...I liked it...We liked it; it just seemed so natural. He kept coming back for more. I know it sounds corny. We just grew together; maybe screwed together is a better description. We became very comfortable with each other like real good friends. And the sex just kept getting better and better."

"How is the sex now," asked Sara?

"Pretty much like you describe. It's good. Just get a dick in me and I can come almost every time, but the routine part has definitely set in."

Sara continued her line of thinking. "I feel the same way. I have got everything one could ask for...two kids... a nice home... a great husband who I dearly love..., but I would like to put a little more excitement in our sex life. It's getting a little boring."

Sara thought for a while and asked Rena, "Do you think you could ever get so bored that you would have an affair?"

"Oh hell no!" exclaimed Rena. "I don't think my conscience could handle it. Rod means too much to me. I wouldn't do anything to hurt him." Rena thought for a moment and turned the question around. "How about Snake, do you think he would ever have an affair?"

Sara responded, "I would like to think not, but he's no different than most men. If he were in the right situation I wouldn't be surprised if he'd take some woman up on a one night stand. That's just the way he is. I'm not fooling myself like a lot of women do. If he does, I don't want to know about it."

If you found out about it, what would you do," asked Rena? 

"I would feel that I would have to divorce him. But that's so hypocritical...sometimes I'm fantasizing about someone else when we're having sex. For all I know he may be doing the same thing. I think it gets to be a matter of pride when a woman finds out their man is fucking another woman. That's 'rejection' and I don't think women handle that too well. In my opinion, it is hard for us to forgive or forget."

"Sometimes I fantasize too, but that's not the same thing as actually doing it." Rena paused for a moment and asked, "Do you think you would enjoy fucking another man if you knew Snake would never find out." 

Sara raised her eyebrows, licked her lips, thought out her answer and replied, "No! Not like that because I would always have a guilty conscious, on the other hand, if I knew with absolute certainty that he would approve, I would enjoy fucking another man. It would have to be someone I knew and someone that would turn me on. The catch to all this is I would have to give Snake the same permission and I don't know how to make that work."

"Before I met Rod, I was into some pretty open sex parties. I think I indicated to you that as soon as I got that virgin thing out of the way I took on a steady diet of fucking without many selection standards. It didn't bother me to switch partners. It was just a way of having fun with people I liked. It just made sex real exciting for a couple of years. Strangely, I just got tired of the thrill ride and it was nice to find a special person to share it with. Rod turned out to be that guy." 

Sara asked, "Did you ever tell Rod about these times?"

"Yes, it didn't seem to bother him much. I know it seems strange, but in that lab class we had, I would tell him about some of the guys I had fucked the night before. Of course that was before we started dating. I could see that would turn him on. But Rod is so laid back. He just feels that if it is meant for us to be together long term then it will be. I love him for that. I have considered bringing up the subject of swinging just to get a little more excitement back into the sex. I have to admit; fucking someone else is exciting...been there, done that. My fear is that I might hurt him and I can't think of but one couple I would even consider doing it with. I would have to give him the same privileges." 




The Switch



Catching Rena's innuendo, Sara had to ask, "And what couple might that be?"

Rena startled herself back to reality and prefaced her comments with an apology, "Forgive me; but you and Snake are the only couple Rod and I know real well. I would not suggest anything you felt to be out of line or threatening in any way. All I'm saying is I would rather it be between two special couples like us. "

Sara smiled and eased Rena's uncomfortable predicament. "Don't worry about it. I sometimes fantasize about Rod fucking me when Snake and I are having sex. It's easy to do since we know each other so well. Let's face it. I think both of us have some very handsome dudes. Could you be comfortable with changing mates if somehow we could all agree?"

"I think so, and I don't think the guys would object at all either. I'm not interested in a free swinging situation where everyone is expected to fuck everyone else without any limitations. It would be because you and Snake are very special to us. Oh, by the way, does Rod get you off pretty good in your fantasies," Rena asked smiling?

Sara laughed. "Your Rod fucks me pretty good but when I get to the orgasm part all I see are fireworks flashing. When I'm cumming I just go out of control. It explodes into these pleasure spasms. I can't describe it. I can say that thinking about Rod helps get me there."

Rena stopped the conversation briefly, "Hold on. I see the guys driving in the driveway. We just need to get them talking about sex. I think we can guide the conversation to this subject. We need to make them think it's their idea."

As the guys walked in the door, Sara and Rena looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

{ Mixed Discussion }

The guys came in all sweaty and the girls asked them to take a shower, light the grill and get the steaks on. Rena informed Rod that she had brought him a change of clothes after he had showered. 

After cleaning up, it didn't take them more than fifteen minutes to get the steaks on. The girls brought them a couple of beers. Sara reached up and gave Snake an affectionate kiss and said, "Happy Birthday honey. I love you."

With that playful exchange, Snake placed his hand on Sara's ass and asked, "When do I get my birthday present?"

Sara turned away from her husband and coyly remarked, "You might not get it if you don't act like a gentleman." 

The two hungry couples settled into eating the delicious steaks along with a couple of glasses of wine. Everyone engaged in a bit of smooth mellow uninhibited conversation. Up until this point the conversation had been rather mundane. Then Sara asked, "Well guys; how was the golf match today?" 

Snake almost choked on a piece of steak and Rod's shit-eating grin turned into laughter.

Somewhat puzzled Sara asked, "What's so funny? What were you guys up to?"

Rod interjected, "Snake, go ahead and tell her."

Snake tried to be nonchalant by answering, "Oh, it's nothing much, Rod beat me on the last hole for the match...that's all. I lost a small bet."

"Oh No, No, No, No...tell her what I won," Rod urged. "It was your idea to start with."

The girls were still in the dark. Sara's tone turned serious and with a degree of feigned anger she directed her comment to Snake. "You better tell me the whole story or your birthday pussy is going to turn into nothing."

Rena spoke in support of Sara. "Sounds like you guys better come clean and tell us everything. Otherwise, Rod's gonna be in as much trouble as Snake."

Rod looked at Snake and said, "You started it. Go ahead and tell them."

"OK but you won the game...you won Sara." said Snake.

"Whaaaaaaaat," both girls shouted simultaneously in mock anger. 

"Snake, you better tell Rena and me about the little game or I'm gonna make a Dwayne Bobbitt out of you. You will never be able to sleep comfortably again." 

"OK, OK, OK, we had a little fun and we were betting on our wives granting a few favors to the winner of the little matches we dreamed up on each hole. It was all in good fun," explained Snake.

Rod interrupted, "And we also planned a way of defending our wife's honor into the game."

"Yeah, I'll bet you did," Rena commented with a sly grin. "Anyway, who won the match and what was won?"

"I won and I won the opportunity to have sex with Sara...we meant no harm," said Rod. "We knew you girls wouldn't follow through with the fantasy. Hell, if you two weren't our best friends we would not even thought of such nonsense."

Sara and Rena looked at each other and broke out in smiles. Sara said, "I don't guess that's too bad. At least I'd like to think someone else finds me sexy from time to time."

Succumbing to the effect of fine food and wine, Rena gathered a little courage and commented, "What if we told you guys we have some of those thoughts as well?"

"You've got to be shitting me, I don't believe it," exclaimed Snake, "surely not, the sweet and innocent Rena." 

Rod replied, "Oh Yeah, don't let that 'sweet and innocent' fool you. Rena did a lot of fucking before we started dating."

Rena playfully slapped Rod on the arm and said, "Please be quiet, they might think I'm some kind of easy slut the way you're talking."

"Let's quit kidding ourselves, the truth is, all of us were doing the deed before we met each other," Sara exclaimed. "And, if we're honest about it, we all think about some of those times to put some extra spice in our sex lives. What's wrong with that?" 

Always trying to push the envelope, Snake asked, "Have you two girls ever thought about fucking our opposite mates and be honest about it?" 

A silence fell over the four of them. They looked at their mates and then across at their friends. Rod, finally urged, "Say something girls." 

Both of the girls shrugged their shoulders as if they were considering the possibilities. 

"Oh, I don't know," replied Rena. Saying it and doing it are two different things."

"You've had other men before we were married. It's not like you've never done it with someone else," Rod recalled. 

"I know that," said Rena, "but I wouldn't even know how to start now."

With some false bravado Snake chimed in, "That's what we're here for."

Sara responded after a few brief moments of contemplation, "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Snake, you're all talk. If we really want to consider this, it's going to take some serious discussion."

"Sara is right," Rena echoed. "This is something we've never done since before we were married. What would it do to us as friends? What would it do to our marriages? Could we handle it?

Always the serious one, Rod agreed. "Rena raises some issues that need to be thought out. We would have to think it through very carefully. If we did, there would have to be a commitment on everyone's part that there would be no blame, or guilty conscious. Most of all we would have to make sure that it would not adversely affect our marriage in any negative way. If there is the slightest doubt in anyone's mind, then that would be sufficient reason to forget it. On the other hand it is exciting to think about and I think it would put some excitement back into the sex.

"I must admit that it is exciting to think about," Sara replied. "I see it as something that would strengthen the friendship between the four of us. You two are very special to us and something like this would bond us even further. Maybe if we started off real slow with no sex at first?"

"What do you mean by that," Snake asked?

I mean why don't we think about it for a week and maybe opposite partners can go out for dinner next week and discuss it further. Then after dinner we'll come back here and discuss the possibility of hooking up the following weekend. Then, if we're 'good to go', waiting another week will make it all the more exciting. 

"That's sounds like a good plan to me," said Rena laughing. "At least you guys won't be jumping into it without some serious thought; no pun intended."

"Damn," said Snake, "I was hoping I'd get some strange tonight."

Sara shot back, "if you're not careful, you might not get any familiar tonight. So be patient."

"So, why don't we go together and share the cost of a babysitter next Friday and then opposite partners go out for dinner at separate restaurants. We can separately talk about it there. We'll meet back here at nine o'clock and see where we go from there," Sara commented. 

"If we all agree, why don't we just do it Friday night," Snake asked?

I agree with Sara," Rod said, "it will give us time to make sure that we want to do this. We can go back home and discuss it privately. We all have to agree to it without reservation."

"And if we do, just think how turned-on we'll be to wait another week," Rena interjected.

"Can't we, at least do a little making out, maybe a little foreplay," Snake asked.

"Maybe a little," Rena responded, "but we have got to absolutely promise that we're going to wait until the following Friday."

We can't do too much or it becomes hard to stop, Sara said. If we meet back here at the house at nine that ought to keep us from going too far. Surely, we won't get screwed between 7 and 9. We've got to make a promise. Knowing you guys, I know it's up to the girls to keep the brakes on.

"Just like always," Snake said. "Whoever's got the pussy controls the screwing."

"And don't you forget it. Just remember I've got you birthday present right here," Sara said pointing between her legs.

Rena and Rod laughed at the little display their friends were conducting.



{ Their First Date }

After getting the kids settled at Rod and Rena's home with one shared babysitter, they arrived promptly at 7 pm at Snake and Sara's.

As they entered everyone gave the other a welcoming hug.

"Is everyone as excited as I am," Sara asked. 

"I am indeed," said Rena. "I'm really nervous. It's the first time since we've been married that I've even thought about something like this. If I thought Rod would not be comfortable with it, I wouldn't consider it. But he seems eager to proceed on." She turned and asked, "Snake, how about you?"

Somewhat amused and exasperated Snake replied. "Are you kidding me, come here." Snake pulled Rena into his arms and gave her a much more intimate embrace, making sure he felt her breasts press into his chest.

Not to be outdone, Sara pulled Rod into her arms and gave him a sweet tongue-filled kiss and as she backed away her hand clutched his rising erection. "Very nice start," she said. "Are we ready to go?"

Rod good-naturedly cautioned, "We'd better or we won't be able to stop this. We've got to stick to our plan."

"Since when did you become the voice of reason," Snake said somewhat teasingly.

Sara inquired, "Is everyone Ok with this so far?" After a brief pause she said, "Hearing no objection we'll see you guys back here at nine. No cheating now."

Dashing in out of a late afternoon spring shower, Rod and Sara chose to be seated in a dimly lit corner of the restaurant. "This is nice and cozy," Sara said. After ordering their meal, they settled in with a couple of glasses of wine. "Well what do you think? Can you believe we are even thinking about this?"

"That thought has crossed my mind," replied Rod. "I'm glad though, I've always wished I could make love to you."

"Well, thank you sir; that's sweet and I take that as a compliment."

Rod continued the conversation, "I've always thought that people get too uptight about sex when it leads to separation and divorce. To say that we have to be monogamous just denies our natural sex drives."

"I hear Snake say the same thing and I try to understand. But you guys have to realize that women have this nesting instinct and want to be protected and provided for. Men have that capability. Women don't and when they find that someone, they give everything to one man. It threatens our existence to lose that security. I think to do it this way would strengthen our relationship and security. We depend on each other in times of need and I see this as reward for being able to trust another couple as close as we are."

"But, nowadays women are getting more independent and more self sufficient. I think that's why we're seeing the divorce rate at almost 50 percent," Rod said. Couples haven't quite figured out how to accept their partners seeking something new and different. Men don't like losing their special mates, but they will risk everything on a different piece of tail. It doesn't make any sense. I know it's a contradiction but, it's a sense of adventure and conquest with a man. Again, in my opinion, men will risk everything for something new and exciting."

"In other words, something strange," Sara commented. Are you saying men think with their dicks instead of their brains?"

Rod agreed, "Precisely." 

The waiter brought the wine cart.

Rod said, "I'll have red since I'm eating steak. What about you Sara."

Displaying a little devilish grin Sara said, "I'll have red also, I'll be eating red meat tonight."

Rod and the waiter looked at one another and flashed a knowing smile.

Sara looked back at the guys and shrugged her shoulders in a feigned display of innocence.

After the waiter left, Rod mischievously stated, "I thought we agreed that there would be no sex this week." 

Sara flirted back saying, "Nobody said we couldn't eat a little meat."

"I don't guess a little would hurt anybody, and how do you propose doing that," Rod asked?

"If you'll be a good boy, maybe a taste in the car would be a nice treat. Uh...oh, the waiter is here with our meals," Sara said.

As the waiter left, Rod pulled Sara over and said, "A little kiss for a new beginning." Their lips met and they slowly enveloped their tongues in a lingering tantalizing engagement. "You know what that's doing to me don't you." She allowed her hand drop to the inside of his thigh. "We had better slow down."

"That's going to be difficult if you don't quit," said Rod. He returned the favor as he prolonged the pleasure. Her legs spread beneath her skirt allowing for more.

They pulled themselves apart and started with the food. "That was hot. I haven't had any all week just waiting for this evening," Sara commented.

"I almost got some last night, but Rena and I made the same promise, so we didn't finish it."

"You're pretty horny then," Sara asked?

"Damn right, I hope you don't change your mind," Rod replied.

I don't think you have to worry about me, but how about Rena. Sometimes it's hard to know what she really thinks."

Don't worry about her," said Rod. "She's never had the need to be possessive. Sometimes I wish she were more so. But that's just the way she is. She's so easy-going that she can take it or leave it. But make no mistake she is a real sex machine. When Snake gets in her pants he's going to be in for a real ride. I don't worry about her because we are very comfortable with each other. She already knows how to separate love and sex. I think it was all that screwing she did before we were married."

As they neared the end of their meal, Rod pulled Sara into his body and began a slow sensual kiss. His hand dropped to the inside of her thigh beneath her skirt and began a slow caress toward that intimate juncture. Sara legs splayed slightly and her hips slid down in the seat opening up more for his exploration. When the tip of his fingers reached the panty line he asked, "May I?"

Sara sucked in a deep breath and said, "Please...Oh yes, Please." She too, laid her hand in Rod's lap and squeezed. "But you know we promised them; not tonight. I want it as bad as you."

Rod moved his fingers over that intimate, panty coved spot and whispered, "You're so wet. Do you think we can wait till next Friday?" 

As difficult as it was, Sara pulled away and said, "We have too; pay the bill and let's get out of here."

As Rod drove from the parking lot, Sara slid over next to him and started by placing her hand over his cock and began a gentle stroking. "How does that feel," she asked?

"I'm so hard, it might explode," Rod exclaimed. 

"That would be neat," Sara whispered. "I know it sounds weird, but I love to see that first shot of cum shoot out the end of a guy's dick. I can hardly wait to see this one shoot." 

Rod tried to concentrate on the road ahead. The feel of Sara's hand lowering his zipper urged his passion higher. Her hand continued the massage outside his briefs.

As her hand reached inside his fly, she teased, "There sure is a big wet spot on these shorts," 

Rods hips slid down lower in the seat. The feminine touch of her slender tantalizing fingers encircled his cock and raised the ecstasy level even further. Sara's hand felt new and different. The liberal flow of pre-cum juices made the stroking easy and the idea of another partner was overwhelming.

Sara sensed the sudden intake of Rod's breath and an arching of his hips. She slowed her movement.

In a passion filled voice Rod uttered, "Damn! that feels so good."

Sara continued the slow caress.

With one hand on the steering wheel, he tried to reach Sara's crotch to no avail.

She admonished, "Keep your eyes on the road," knowing her denial would excite him further. "You sure are pumping out a lot of pre-cum. No wonder your shorts are so wet."

"That' makes for good fucking, don't you think," gasped Rod. Suddenly he felt a pair of lips encircle his glans and create a sucking sensation almost like someone drinking from a straw. "Please...Please help me come."

"Remember our agreement," Sara pulled up and teased. "There's no fucking tonight."

"OK...OK...but I need some relief. My cock is so hard and my balls are so full. Can't you at least help me get off one time," Rod begged.

Sara continued the slow oral caress up and down the length of his shaft. Reluctantly she pulled off and in a baby-talk tone quietly said, "Oh you poor baby, I would love for you to fuck me. You know I want it as bad as you, but I can't; remember our agreement." Sara kept a firm squeeze on the base of his cock. She didn't want him coming. But she did want to have him intensely excited just before they arrived home.

Exasperated Rod said, "The hell with our agreement, can't you at least help me come one time. We're almost there. I can't stand it. We don't have to tell Snake and Rena; please."

Smiling to herself, the plan that she and Rena had agreed too previously seemed to be working. If the timing was right, Sara knew that Rena would have Snake in about the same state of arousal. She had a difficult time controlling the tempting urge to seal the deal with Rod. She wanted him right then; right there.

Rod felt ready to explode as Sara played his genitals like a skilled seductress. He lingered right on the edge just short of an orgasm. It was so frustrating. She watched his face and slowed when his excitement almost reached that point of no return and then she stopped. 

"Hurry up and finish me, we're almost there; God it feels so good," Rod urged again.

Sara smiled, pulled away and tucked Rod's cock back in his pants and said, "I've got to stop. You know we promised. I would love for you to give it to me right now but we've got to wait till Friday."

"The hell with that, I can't wait any longer," Rod exclaimed. Please...please...get me off. I won't tell Rena. My balls are hurting; give me some relief. Damn, we're home."

Sara smiled and gave Rod a parting kiss. Her desire was still raging as she slowly pulled away. She gave his balls a final gentle squeeze. "Take Rena home and give her pussy a fucking she'll never forget. Let's just say it's the last one you get from Rena before getting into mine. You're not going to change your mind are you?"

"Gosh, I hope not. But you know that Rena has to be OK with it."

"I think she will," Sara responded. "Now let's go inside." They ran to the front door to avoid the rain that had started falling. She looked down at the front of Rod's pants, smiled and said, "Can't you make that thing go down; Snake and Rena will be here any minute."




The Switch



"Hell no, you caused it," Rod shot back laughing.

About that time Rod and Snake drove up. Sara got the door open just in time to allow all four of them to enter at once. They all laughed as they hurried to get inside out of the rain. Sara took Rena's hand and said, "Come quick, let's go into the kitchen."

Sara took one look at Rena and asked, "You didn't cheat did you?"

"No, did you, you've got lipstick smeared from your nose to your chin," replied Rena laughing.

Sara implored, "Let's not talk too long. I need to get fucked real badly and I think Rod's balls are hurting him too."

"I'm the same way; I need it right now," Rena said. "It was all I could do to keep Snake from coming. He almost unloaded on me one time. I had a hard time stopping."

They rejoined the guys and Sara asked, "Are we all in agreement for next Friday night?

They all replied in unison, "YES!"

Rena looked at Rod and said, "Then let's you and I get home quick; there's some unfinished business to take care of."

{ The First Time }

After taking the kids over to Rena's mom for the weekend, Rod peaked in to see his wife getting dressed for the evening's activities. He took a second look and almost wished that it was him that would be getting between those legs tonight. God, she was beautiful. The tanning bed had worked wonders as her bronze skin accentuated the black spaghetti strapped dress she had chosen. Her fine shaped boobs were barely secured in the silky opaque fabric. 

Rena spotted his stare and stood up to show off her new mid-thigh length dress. "Well, how do I look, Stud. Do you think this will get Snake excited?"

"You look great and so sexy. I know it's an overused cliché but you look good enough to eat," Rod was obviously very proud of the beautiful woman he had married. "You know I'm going to be real jealous of that other guy tonight."

"Thank you for saying that," Rena said. "That makes me feel good. I don't care how good the fucking is with Snake. I want you to never doubt that you are my man and nothing will ever change that." 

Rod gathered Rena in his arms and said, "Same here."

"And when you get through with Sara, I want you back in our bed. I'll be waiting." Teasingly she asked, "Are you sure you don't want to call the whole thing off?" 

"We've already gone too far," replied Rod. You are not kidding me; your panties are already soaked." 

"Then you'd better get going, Snake will be over any minute. I'll see you Sunday morning." Rena kissed her husband goodbye. A tear gathered in her eye as she saw Rod drive off. But then she remembered that Snake would be over soon and the excitement began to build. The anticipation made minutes seem like hours. 

As Rena waited for Snake she paused to reflect on the step the two couples were about to take. She looked at it as a reinforcement of the love the two couples had for each other. In her mind this would bring them closer and the two couples would more deeply share common family experiences. She went so far as to imagine how it would be to have Snake's baby even though she had already completed her family. She smiled and said to herself, "maybe another time; another place; thank you pill."

Suddenly she was jolted from her thoughts as the doorbell rang. She opened the door and was greeted by a good looking gentleman with a sexy mischievous bad-boy smile on his face. She now, looked at Snake as something of a sex object and her juices started flowing. She paused briefly as he gathered her in his arms. There was no pretense as to their mission. The kiss began soft and slow and their mouths opened wide to engulf more of their budding passion. Slowly Rena placed both hands against his chest and pushed herself away. "Come with me. We've got all night. First let's have a small glass of wine. It'll help me relax."

"You aren't nervous are you? Please don't tease me like you did last week."

Rena laughed and said, "But didn't you get some good pussy from Sara after we left."

"I must admit it was some of the best we've both had in a long time," Snake said. I think all of us are going to like this from time to time."

"I know; when Rod and I got home he was in terrible shape."

"What do you mean," asked Snake.

"His balls were aching so bad he could hardly stand it. They were swollen real tight. The first thing I had to do was give him a blow job just to give him some relief from all the pressure. It seemed like he came a bunch all over my tits. After that, he gave me a slow long-stroke fucking that lasted almost an hour. I loved it. I think his cock was harder than I've ever felt. That's one of the best we've ever had. My pussy was sore for two days.

"Have you had any since last Friday," asked Snake? 

"Nope, in fact Rod and I slept in separate beds so that we'd be real horny tonight," replied Rena.

Snake asked again, "Do you think it worked?"

I don't think you have to worry about getting in my pants. When I get like this something is going to have to get me off even if I have to do it myself.

Snake laughed, "I've never seen many pussies that I didn't want to put my cock in. I promise... you'll be getting off like never before."

"You're so bad but I kinda like bad boys." Rena took his hand and said, "Well then sir come with me. I want to show you my bed room. Look at what I setup for us."

As they climbed the stairs, Snake kept his hand on her butt and when they entered the bedroom he stopped her in front of him and pulled her back into his chest. His arms wrapped around her waist and his athletic hands cupped her breast. He lowered his head and kissed that sensitive area between her neck and shoulders. 

"Hmmmmm...I like that," purred Rena. 

Snake's hand dropped further down the front of her dress. He loved the feel of that slightly bulged stomach indicative of bearing two lovely children.

She backed up more firmly into his embrace and felt his swollen cock lodge itself between her ass cheeks. She wanted to see it, but first....

Snakes eyes adjusted to the dim candle light. He was impressed with her forethought. The bed was covered in pink satin sheets and on each night stand was an array of sex toys; dildos, large and small; small towels on each stand; a warm washcloth; K-Y; Vaseline, baby oil, anal plug and a short terrycloth robe for both of them. 

Rena turned in his arms, looked into his eyes and asked, "How do you like my new dress?" 

"This dress is the sexiest thing I've ever seen you wear in a long time. You are absolutely beautiful in it but there is one other place it will look better."

"And where is that," Rena asked? 

"Hanging on the back of that chair," said Snake as he slowly lowered the zipper in back.

"Then, what are you waiting for," Rena replied, slowly raising her arms.

Snake backed up and held her at arms length admiring the beautiful sight displayed in front of him. All 5'7" of Rena's sexual beauty stood there covered only in a pair of black lace bikini panties and a half bra that allowed a peak of her deep brown colored areolas. The visual was overwhelming. His tight jeans became uncomfortable as his cock swelled.

Rena's playful stroking didn't help that situation until she said, "Let's get these off. They look good on you, but I think you'll feel better when you let that animal out. I've waited long enough; I want to see it." She helped Snake slither out of his jeans.

It was time for her to admire her new man, all 6'2" of him. There he was standing in his navy blue tee shirt and white boxers. The juices in her pussy kept flowing. Her body was in a hurry. Her better judgment told her that they had until Sunday morning to quench their sexual thirst. Brief images of her husband's cock plowing the depths of Sara's pussy kept flashing through her mind. She kept saying to herself, "Calm down, be patient." She moved to him and helped him lift the shirt over his head.

Snake backed her up against the bed and toppled on top. 

Rena opened her legs to catch his fall. Her carnal instincts arched her pelvis into his manhood. She was his for the taking. She and Rod had made their decision last week. There were no second thoughts. 

Snake pushed himself up on outstretched arms and looked into her passion filled expression. "Your face is so beautiful. I want you badly, may I continue."

"Yes, please," she whispered. "Don't stop till you finish me."

Snake dropped down upon her splayed body and rolled her over. His hand reached around her back and unhooked the bra.

Her breast fell free and felt wonderful mashed against his chest. She wanted more. Her body ached. There was an empty feeling deep in her gut. Slowly, she slid down his chest, tasting every inch along the way. His body was clean layered in a warm manly scent. There was just enough body hair to tantalize her senses.

Her hands opened the waistband of his shorts freeing the one organ she hungrily wanted to see and consume. She paused briefly to get a good look at a new cock; one that she would soon be taking into her pussy. Her gentle fingers tenderly wrapped around his erection. It felt different. Her index finger gently probed pee-tube opening. Her pussy flowed freely with lubricating juices.

Snake looked down between his legs and was struck by the hypnotic gaze that Rena exhibited in looking at his penis. She gently touched it and moved it side to side. He felt her tongue tenderly flick different parts; the frenelum, the corona, the orifice. It was if she were worshipping some kind of phallic sex symbol. She stroked his scrotum and played with that area between his balls and his asshole. It was all so intensely erotic.

Rena began to emit incoherent noises; "mmmm, so beautiful, so powerful, full of life, throbbing." Then she would engulf the head and leave him covered in copious amounts of saliva. She cupped his balls and muttered, "Full of juice, lots of sperm...we've got to get it out." Up and down, she stroked gently.

Her erotic vocalization was almost more that he could bear. He had never been treated to anything so special. He reached down and pulled her back up and over his body and said, "Come here. If you don't stop that I'm gonna cum. I want the first one in that pussy of yours."

Rena crawled back to him, losing her panties along the way. She then laughed and said, "I heard that. That's where I want it. Cum keeps a girl's pussy toned and well fed. I don't guess I can stop you now." They lay there arching into one another; skin on skin. Her loins dropped to each side of his body and his penis nestled between the swollen lips of her vulva. 

As Snake arched his hips, the tip of his cock would slightly part those freshly waxed lips. He wrapped his arms around her back below her armpits. The inside of her tender thighs draped around his hips. The feeling was new and different. He noticed a deep gasp escape as she tried to complete the invasion. His teasing would not allow a quick penetration. He would be in control of the first entry. He wanted it slow and memorable; forever branded in his brain the first coupling he would have with his best friend's wife. Their mouth's came together and as much as she tried, Snake's strength kept his cock teasing those swollen pubes.

"Please...please," she begged. "Please put it in. I need it real bad. I haven't had any all week."

Sounding very much in charge, Snake commented, "Are you sure? Once I'm inside your opening you're fucked. There's no turning back. Do you still want it?"

"Oh God yes," Rena begged. I've got to have it. I've been planning this all week. I'm ready; just give it to me Snake. Rod is probably fucking Sara right now anyway. I'm too far gone. Don't make me wait any longer. Please...please do it." 

Snake loosened his grip under her arms just enough to allow her legs to open and feel the tip of his cock touch her opening. 

Rena squealed and jerked. "Please Snake, let it in. Give it to me."

"Here's a little more." With the assistance of Rena's lubricious overflow, Snake's cock slowly, slowly slid in just enough to be encased. The initial insertion was so very easy.

Rena continued to lunge in an effort to take more of Snake's length. 

He admonished. "Be still and I will give it to you a little bit at a time."

Her body slowed even though her pelvis continued an instinctive undulation. She looked into his eyes and pleaded for more penetration. "Please...please...put it in."

"Are you ready for a little more. I want you to feel every inch sinking into your pussy." 

"Snake, you've got it in. I'm already fucked. Put it all the way in. Oh, that feels so damn good. Please, start fucking me now. Oh my goodness you're filling me up. Wait...wait I don't want to come too quick...slow down...slow down. Do it real slow."

Snake finally allowed Rena's pussy the freedom to completely engulf his cock. She pushed herself onto her outstretched arms and her clit smashed into his pubic bone. The sensation was almost too much to bear. She was right on edge as her body was close to that point of no return. The intense feeling of fullness returned. She began a gliding motion that allowed her clit to absorb the pleasure generated from Snake's pelvic thrusting. 

Rena's initial sexual excitement mellowed into a nice rhythm. Their fucking was now under control as they began to concentrate on those pleasure differences that exist in a new sex partner. A warm feeling, starting deep in her vagina spread all over her body. She loved the feeling of Snake's strange cock moving in and out of her pussy. It was a new-found thrill. She asked, "How does my pussy feel. Do you like it? Describe it to me." She slowed to a stop and looked him straight in the eyes and with very little expression gave him one of those vaginal squeezes that her husband loves.

Snake's eyes widened when he felt her close around his cock. "I'll give you about thirty minutes to quit that. That's a nice milking pussy you've got there. How long did it take to train it to do that," he asked?

A little grin crept into Rena's expression. "I don't know...just natural talent, I guess." Her internal grasping continued.

"Oh, my goodness, you are a natural...Ahhhh." Snake's level of ecstasy escalated further. He began to get a feeling that an orgasm was approaching, but he was going to make sure Rena came first.

Mocking some impatient, she said, "Answer my question...How does my pussy feel?"

He pulled her into his arms and made a deep surge into her depths and said, "It's different; that's what makes it so good and if you don't quit that squeezing I'm going to come too soon. How do you like the feel of that new dick?"

"It's different; harder...harder...deep...deeper. Just shut up and keep fucking me." With her chest heaving on each insertion, Rena cried, "It's...it's working... real good right now. It won't take me long to come ...keep working it like that." The speed of their motion increased. Squishy sounds of well lubricated sex organs filled their ears.

Snake reached up and placed a hand on each breast. Rena's unconscious uninhibited pelvic attack brought him closer and closer to the inevitable. He placed a nipple between each thumb and forefinger and without tenderness squeezed.

Like a bolt of lightning, pain shot directly into the depths of her womb. She dropped to his chest as she raced toward that point of no return. 

With the unbelievable strength of passion, Snake rolled her over onto her back and lifted her legs high onto her chest and plunged to her depths.

Without inhibition, she raised her hips to meet his deepest insertion. His plundering cock grew rock solid. Her body had completely transformed itself into an instinctive mass of carnal frenzy, all driven from a male phallus reeking havoc in the depths of her breeding core. They had become one sexual organism in quest of a conclusion to the uncontrolled mating dance. 

And then it happened. Instinctively Rena wrapped Snake in her arms and held on tight as their explosion occurred simultaneously. Her abdomen jerked and her vagina clutched and fluttered along the length of his embedded shaft. 

An intense charge erupted from deep within his balls and blasted into Rena's reception chamber. He had never felt so much expelled as he spewed from the core of his sexual energy.

Sara's body sensed a swelling of his cock head and warm spurts of cum being discharged deep into the recesses of her vagina. The sensation was overwhelming.

Together, their bodies danced in the spastic tremors of orgasm and from this simultaneous explosion she felt her uterus quake as if it drinking from a fountain of procreation. Her body jerked in unison with Snake spasms. Both experienced the absolute ultimate in human mating pleasure. They held onto the other in an attempt of prolonging the fading sensual sensation. Then, finally their bodies came to rest to bask in the aftermath of a calm serenity that completes such a mission. 

This was merely a start to a glorious weekend of carnal pleasure. Both brought with them 12 years of marriage and added more from the experience of a new partner.