3 comments/ 15246 views/ 3 favorites Trying New Things By: CatBrown Just a warning: this is very different from my other submissions: more graphic and with a language warning. **************************** Sara and Mitch had been married for twenty years, and the home fires had grown pretty cold. Sara was on the verge of asking for a divorce, but Mitch was a good man, and had never done anything to wrong her. He just wasn't much of a husband anymore. He worked and brought home a paycheck, sure, but at home he was a slug, spending his time watching TV or online. Even his hobbies left her out: playing basketball with buddies two nights a week, and lifting weights in their little home gym in the morning before work. Sara had tried to show an interest in those things, but Mitch more-or-less told her to mind her own business, those things were his. She was at a loss how to bring her marriage back. The two were a striking couple, even in their forties. Both remained fit and slim, and their faces were mostly unlined. Her friends envied Sara her sexy husband, not realizing it had been years since they had any kind of real sex life. It had happened slowly. Sex became mundane: the same foreplay (her giving head); the same position (missionary); the same outcome (mediocre orgasms.) For several years, Sara had been satisfying her own needs for sexual release through erotic literature and self-pleasuring. It wasn't optimum, but it worked for a while. Those activities were starting to feel pretty empty though, too. She really needed the love and appreciation of her husband, but wasn't sure she could ever get that again. At the end of her patience, she decided to try some new tactics. Sara found some stories on the internet that depicted highly erotic situations, and emailed one of them to Mitch. That first story he seemed to ignore, never even mentioning he had received it, and Sara worried things were too far gone. Crossing her fingers, she sent another one. This story told of a woman and man finding each other in a post-apocalyptic nightmare and quickly becoming dependent on each other for survival, including emotional and sexual release and reassurance. Sara liked the story for the clear lines drawn linking sexual intimacy with trust and acceptance, as well as the tender romance. She thought her husband would appreciate the graphic scenes of lusty sex. Mitch responded to this email. His reply simply asked, "Why?" She had another story ready to send, so she prefaced it with, "Let's try to bring back the heat." This story had a married couple who enjoyed role-playing and who tried things like anal stimulation, just to see if it was right for them, no pressure, just experimentation, but nothing was off-limits. The language they used was often filthy, and fueled the sex to new heights. Sara wanted to play that way. When Mitch came home that evening, he wore a funny smile. He walked up to her in the kitchen and asked what he always did when he got home, 'What's for dinner?" as he gave her a peck on the cheek. Sara sighed. "Pork roast and vegetables." "Sounds good," Mitch replied. "I picked up something for dessert," he continued, and winked at her. That was unusual. "What?" Sara asked, noticing the wicked little grin. "It's a surprise," he answered, giving her a little wave over his shoulder as he started to walk away. She wasn't sure why, but suddenly Sara felt warmth flow to her cunt, and she blushed. Mitch was still watching her as he walked away, and his smile became a laugh as he continued on to the den to flip on the news. Sara went to get Mitch when dinner was ready, but he wasn't in the den. She called down the hall toward the bathroom, but he didn't answer. Curious, she headed for the stairs. Mitch was trotting down the steps before she got there. "What were you doing?' she asked suspiciously. "Nothing," he answered, taking her shoulder and turning her back toward the kitchen. He left his hand pressed to the small of her back, rubbing his fingers down her ass so lightly she wasn't even sure it was him and not her imagination. "Let's eat, I'm starved." Mitch talked about work at dinner, and Sara watched him closely. Occasionally she saw that little grin creep across his face, but he would look up and be expressionless again. At one point, late in the meal, Mitch mentioned an email he had received. He hesitated strangely, so Sara looked up to find him grinning wolfishly at her. She noticed the moisture between her legs instantly. She waited for him to go on, but he stood up and walked to her. Suddenly she was cradled in his arms and they were headed for the stairs. In their room, Sara learned what Mitch had been doing upstairs. There were rose petals scattered on the floor and table-tops, and several items on the bed, some vaguely familiar, others completely foreign. She recognized a bottle of lubricant, and what looked like a penis-shaped vibrator, as well as some hand-cuffs and soft rope, but the three pink plastic devices were a mystery. Mitch kissed her deeply. It had been a while since he had captured her mouth so completely. His tongue caressed hers with a sensual demand she hadn't experienced since their dating days. She was buzzing with sexual energy by the time he moved his lips to her neck and started unbuttoning her blouse. He pulled back to look at her as he peeled her blouse off her shoulders. His fingertips ran appreciatively down from her collar bones to the edges of her bra cups. "I'd forgotten how gorgeous you are," Mitch murmured, sliding the straps from her shoulders and reaching around to unhook the strap in back. As her bra fell to the floor, her nipples were immediately seized by Mitch's mouth and hand. He sucked and rolled her nipples until she moaned. "Gawd, that feels good," Sara breathed, lacing her fingers into Mitch's hair and pushing him into her chest gently. Opening her eyes, she noticed the items on the bed again. "What's all that?" Mitch reluctantly pulled away from Sara's breast and glanced at the bed before trailing kisses back up her chest and neck till he was looking into her eyes. "Dessert," he said simply. At the confused look on Sara's face, Mitch explained, "I picked up a few toys that were talked about in that last story you sent me. I thought we could spend some time experimenting," he practically growled the last few words before crushed her mouth in another deep, demanding kiss. Sara began peeling Mitch's clothes off as fast as she could. The excitement of trying something new had her dripping wet and more than ready. When they were both naked, Sara grabbed Mitch's hand and pulled him to the bed. He was grinning like a kid at Christmas. "I have to know," Sara demanded eagerly, "what are those?" she asked, pointing at the three strange pink objects. Mitch actually blushed. Sara couldn't remember the last time she'd seen Mitch blush. This was going to be fun! "Those are rectal probes," he explained, "You start with this small one, and some lubricant, and you work the anus loose, progressing up in size" he blushed again, but continued, "You can even leave them in for a while, like go about your day with them in. From what I read, it can be really stimulating to have it in while you're around other people doing normal stuff, and of course, it prepares you for anal intercourse - if that's what you want," he hurried to say. Sara was the one blushing now. She had always been adamantly opposed to anal intercourse in the past, but some of the stories she read now had made it seem intriguing, and she did want to dabble with it. She was surprised Mitch wanted to, but it made her happy he was. "What do you want to try?" she asked, actually wiggling in anticipation. Looking at the small probe in his hand, Mitch replied, "Well, I'm holding this. Let's start here." Sara wasn't sure just what to do, but she knelt on the bed on all fours and waggled her ass at Mitch. He caressed her butt cheeks and ran a finger lightly down her crack till he brushed the tiny pucker of her anus, causing her to clench and a shiver to run up her back. She smiled encouragingly and he reached for the lubricant, dabbing it on the probe. Sara felt some trepidation, but held perfectly still as Mitch pressed the head of the probe gently into her anus, rolling and twirling it to spread the lube, and encouraging her tight sphincter to release. The pressure increased just a little, and Sara gasped. Mitch held the probe still as he bent and ran kisses over her ass cheek. Sara leaned back slightly into the probe, and Mitch pushed just a bit, sliding the three-quarter inch diameter probe deep into her ass, popping it past her tight sphincter. Mitch was grinning madly when Sara turned to look at him. He pulled slightly on the probe, then pressed back it in, Sara hissed at the sensation, it was so strange and erotic. Mitch looked wickedly gleeful. "I actually tried that one earlier," he admitted, "Here, try this second one on me," he continued, handing her the inch diameter probe and crawling on the bed beside her. She looked quizzically at him, amused that he had tried out the toy already. Sara lubricated the second probe, then started working it gently against Mitch's asshole like he had just done to her. She saw the little star pucker tightly when she first touched it, and thought it unlikely she'd get the probe in, but she pressed and twirled, and in a few seconds the tight little hole started to loosen. She began to press and release with the probe, effectively fucking her husband's asshole. It was extremely arousing, and when she got the probe a little deeper, and Mitch began to moan and rock with her ministrations, she thought she might orgasm just from watching! She continued to fuck it in and out until he took the whole length of it with a final pop, and only the base was visible, sucked tightly up against his ass cheeks. He took a few deep breaths before sitting back on his heels, his cock huge and hard in front of him. Sara couldn't resist and bent to lick the drop of pre-cum from the tip. Mitch groaned again. "I found sitting with the probe in was pretty intense, he mentioned vaguely, then turned and sat on the bed. He moaned and his cock twitched as he squirmed to get the probe in a good spot. Sara turned and sat on her ass as well, and understood what he meant. It felt full, and just a little crampy, like she needed to shit, but if she sat just right, it felt pretty good. Looking over at Mitch, he seemed to be rocking slightly. He really liked this rectal stimulation. Suddenly, Sara knew just what to do to rock Mitch's world. She stood up and pulled him to standing in front of her. Starting at his jaw-line, she began licking and kissing, down his neck, his chest, his abdomen, and coming to rest kneeling in front of his straining cock. She began licking the length of his shaft, then engulfed the head in her warm mouth, licking in circles and sucking gently. His moans told her he was enjoying this already, but she had more in store for him. As she took him deeper, she also reached around his back and pressed on the probe. He thrust forward into her mouth with a gasp. She pulled on the plug, popping the largest part out of his hole, then used it to fuck him while she gave head. He was screaming in orgasm in less than a minute. After she licked him clean of his cum, she grinned up at him. "Now what do you have in mind?" she asked. Mitch grabbed her roughly by the upper arms and tossed her on the bed. Before she knew it, he had her wrists in the cuffs around a spindle of the headboard. Her plug was pressing into her ass and rocking with every movement of the bed, drawing moans from her before Mitch even touched her. But man, when he touched her! Starting with her breasts, Mitch teased her to the point of insanity. He sucked and rolled her nipples, tongue-fucked her belly button, then brought that wicked tongue down between her legs. He pushed her thighs apart and let out a low whistle at the slick juices pouring out of her. Sara brought her knees up and left them flopped limply to the sides, baring herself completely. "You like?" she asked huskily. With a growl, Mitch dove into her pussy. He licked up her slit, never quite reaching her clit, as she squirmed and begged for more. His tongue snaked in and out of her hole, making her thrust and buck. "Please, lick higher! Please!" Sara begged. Instead, Mitch took hold of the probe in her ass and began fucking it in and out like she had done to him. This only made her more crazy and she demanded, "Fuck me, dammit!" By this time, Mitch had a full-on erection again, so he was happy to comply. At first he just rubbed the tip of his dick up and down her sopping slit, eventually running it in her hole just an inch or so, and rocking it there. She repeated, "Fuck me, now, or so help me you'll regret it!" Mitch pulled out, and Sara screamed. He unlocked her handcuffs and quickly lay on the bed on his back, cock flying full-mast above him. Sara wasted no time, kneeling over him and impaling herself on his cock. Grinding into his pelvis, she groaned. In short order she began lifting and dropping on him, running her slit along his length slowly and deliberately, and rubbing her clit against his pubes each time. When Mitch reached around her to press at the plug, she sped up her thrusts. Quickly she was sitting full on his length and rocking her pelvis back and forth as fast as she could go. "Yes!" She screamed as she ground her clit into Mitch's pubic bone, twitching with the extreme pleasure of her orgasm. When she was spent, she sagged off of him to the side. "That was spectacular!" Sara panted, finger-tips brushing Mitch's cheek. "It was, but I'm not finished yet," Mitch whispered, flipping Sara over and stroking her cunt lips gently. Sara seldom had multiple orgasms, but if Mitch was still ready to play, she certainly wasn't going to stop him. Mitch pressed into her center, rubbing gently and working her back to a state of excitement. Then she felt the plug pulled from her body, replaced by one of Mitch's thick fingers. She tensed, but he continued to stroke her pussy and nibble her neck, so she relaxed and let him finger-fuck her ass. When Mitch inserted a second finger, Sara began to see where this was going. She was a little scared, but what he was doing to her felt pretty good, so she just whispered, "You'll stop if I ask, won't you?" "Absolutely, baby! This is just exploration. No pressure," he murmured back, sinking his fingers deeper in her ass. Sara gasped and pushed into his hand behind her. She felt full, and a bit uncomfortable, but horny as hell. Mitch pulled his fingers slowly from her body, and she felt his cock push at her back door. She told herself not to tense, that he'd stop if she asked. Mitch pressed into her anus and she pressed back. There was a moment of burning before the head popped through her sphincter, then just the pressure that made her feel a little like shitting. He rocked into her slowly, going a little deeper on each thrust. Sara was panting now, her anus gripping and relaxing spastically. "Enough," she gasped, "let me get used to this." Mitch stilled. "Do you want me to pull out?" he asked. "No, it's fine now," Sara answered, squirming against him. With a growl, Mitch declared, "You're killing me," and shoved the last inch of his rod deep into her ass. "Oh" was all Sara said, as Mitch trembled at the feeling of his length held tightly in the rippling muscles of her rectum. "Incredible!" Mitch sighed, as he tentatively rocked in and out of her asshole, "So tight." Sara wasn't entirely sure she liked this, but she was really enjoying Mitch's reaction. She drew his hand around her to cup her breast, a gentle suggestion he give her a little attention. He took the hint, and began pinching and twirling her nipple. Sara began to rub her own clit in time with Mitch's gently flexing hips. Her excitement was climbing right along with Mitch's His cock began sliding in and out a little faster, but just a short distance, his breath ragged. Sara rubbed her clit, keeping herself just on the verge of climax. She felt his muscles begin to clench and let herself slide over the crest and begin to spasm around his cock. "Oh dear gawd, Sara!" he growled as he thrust and emptied in her ass. His whole body shook with strain as he lay pressed hard into her. "That was incredible!" "I think I said that already," Sara answered as Mitch pulled his softening cock from her body. She turned toward him and realized they were both covered in a sheen of sweat, glowing in the gentle evening light. "How'd you like dessert?" Mitch asked, stroking her side. "Mmmm. We should have dessert at home every night," Sara answered. Trying New Things Sometimes Lena got bored with sex. With just lying there, licking and thrusting and sucking. Sometimes she just wanted to try something new, anything new, just to be doing something different. She said that to Jake, her fuck-buddy friend, while they were having sex. She said she was bored with boring sex and wanted to do something more interesting. Then she realized how that sounded and said, sorry, no offense. Jake just grinned. He was used to her by now. She often talked during sex. It was just something she did. She liked to whisper, and boast, and promise what she'd do next. She liked to be told the dirty things that people wanted to do to her, and then, sometimes, she let them. Jake was used to her whispering about threeways and gangbangs and orgies as they fucked. He was used to it, but he still kept telling her that one day he'd take her seriously. "I want to do something new," she whispered. "Something utterly filthy." "Of course you do," he said. "I mean it," she said. "I promise I do. Let's try something new, right now." He stopped moving, and looked at her. "Seriously? You want to?" "Not anal," she said quickly. He looked disappointed. "Oh." "Something else," she said. "Anything else. Anything you like." "I can't think of anything right now." "So think of it later, and next time we will. But promise me it'll happen, that you'll actually try." "I will," he said, moving again. "We will. I promise." "Do," she said. "I dare you to. Anything you want, it doesn't matter what." "Anything?" She nodded. "You dare me?" he said. "Yep, I do." He shifted his hand, and she put her knee higher, and he looked down for a moment, and seemed to be thinking. "Really?" he said, breathing a little fast. "Do you actually mean that, or are we just talking shit while we fuck?" "Really," she said, brave because she was in the middle of sex. "Anything you want. Anything at all." "I will," he said. "Do." "I mean it." "I know," she gasped. "And something dirty. Something I've never done before." "I don't know what you've ever done before..." "If it really matters I'll email you a list. Or you can just surprise me, and use your imagination." He kept looking at her, thinking. It was a little unsettling, being stared at while she fucked, as if they were in love, not just friends. "Stop it," she said and tried to push his face sideways. He avoided her hand and kept looking. "I will if you really mean it," he said. "Yep," she said. "I mean it. So do." He still didn't seem completely sure. "I mean it," she said. "I absolutely do. Anything. Surprise me. And fuck me." He did, and it was good, because with him it was always pretty good. They liked each other, and he got her enough they worked. And their sex was usually better when they talked a bit dirty like that. Later they finished, and Lena went home, and didn't think much more about it. The next time they met up, while they were organizing it, while she was on the phone finding out if he was free and when he wanted to meet, Jake asked her to wear a dress. "Why?" she said. "Because I asked you to." "Okay. Yep. Fair enough. But why?" He didn't answer. She though, then realized. "Oh, is this the thing from last week? With trying something new?" "If you still want to." "Of course," she said. "I'm putting a dress on now." She went around to his house, and parked outside, and he met her at the front door. "Nope," he said. "Not inside tonight. "We're going to go somewhere else." "Because something new?" she said. "Yep." "Are you going to tell me?" "I don't think I am. Still want to?" She looked at him, wondering. He just stood there grinning. She was interested. She was excited, too. "Fine," she said. "Let's go." They drove to a quiet suburban park. It was night, and no-one was around, and there were a lot of trees, but this was still pretty kinky. He let her to the park, to what seemed like a sheltered corner. She listened, and couldn't hear any sign of people nearby. Jake pointed to a bench. "Sit down." Lena did, and he handcuffed her wrist to the bench. Quickly, before she could react. Then he looked at her, grinning. She wasn't going to admit she was nervous, not now he was grinning. "Yep?" she said. "So what? And?" He grinned, and knelt down in front of her. He reached up her dress, and tugged her undies off. Then threw them away, across the grass, ten or so meters away. "Um..." Lena said. "Still okay?" he said. Lena looked around. "Yep. Fine." He grinned some more, and bent, and licked her, and that was actually pretty sexy, doing it like that, right there. She looked around. She couldn't see anyone around. It was a sheltered corner, and the park seemed quiet. She closed her eyes. She was suddenly really turned on. Jake's tongue was wet and hot, and he was licking her out in a public park. He stopped, and stood up, and looked at her. "Still good?" he said. "I'm fine." "So here's the thing," Jake said. "The kinky bit. You're going to fuck the next guy who comes along." She looked at him. "No, I'm not." He grinned, smug again, "Yeah you are, because you already want to just hearing that." It was true. She want to admit it, but it was true. She didn't know what to say. "Or I can untie you, and let you go?" he said. She hesitated, then shook her head. "Sure?" he said. She shrugged. "Whatever, smartass." He took a piece of paper out of his pocket, and put it next to her. A sign. "I lost a bet," it said. "I have to fuck the next guy who comes along. Don't unlock me until I come." Jake waited while Lena read it, then put a box of condoms beside the sign, and the handcuff key next to them. "You're an asshole," Lena said. "Want me to untie you?" Lena looked at him. "No." He bent, and slid her dress up. A long way up, so her hip was bare. He smiled some more, and kissed her. Then he walked away. "Shit," Lena called. "You're leaving me here?" "Yep." "Oh," she said. Jake stopped, and turned around. "Should I not?" Lena looked at him, then shrugged. "Nope, I'm fine." Jake disappeared. Lena sat there, unsure what to do. She was horny, suddenly. Because of this, as much as getting head. She was cuffed by one wrist, so she could sit up and move around, but she couldn't actually leave. She pushed her dress back down. Jake must have known she'd do that. She reached for the sign, and the handcuff key, but it was just out of reach. He'd planned that part quite well. She looked around. She was actually a bit scared. She sat there, feeling odd, wondering how bad this would be if the wrong person turned up. She was hidden, a bit, behind some shrubs and things. All the same, it was embarrassingly public. She crossed her legs, and sat with her knees pressed together. It didn't make any difference to the sign, but it made her feel better. After a few minutes, she heard voices. She listened, and decided they were getting closer. She almost shouted for Jake, then realized that would just draw attention. She sat there quietly, wondering if she could kick the sign over. She didn't think she had time, not without leaving her legs up and all over the place when the people turned up. She sat and waited. A couple came along, a man and a woman. They stopped, and read the sign. They looked at Lena, and she looked back. "Hi," Lena said, after a minute. "Seriously?" the guy said. He looked okay, Lena thought. If she was going to fuck a random, this guy would do. "Um. Yeah, I guess." Lena looked at the woman, suddenly guilty about involving other people in her weird sex games. "But don't worry if you..." "I'm his housemate," the woman said. "I don't care. Bu are you serious? He can just..." "I suppose so," Lena said. "Are you sure," the guy said. "Because I will, if you are..." Lena sighed. "I'm sure." "You actually want to." She was still horny, and wet, and had been licked out not long ago. "Yeah," she said. "I do." The guy thought. He looked at the woman. They both glanced around as if checking for cameras or film crews or something. "Go on," the woman said, after a moment. "Why not, if she's into it. I'll watch." She sat down next to Lena. The guy picked up the condoms, and took one out the box. He stood next to Lena, and undid his jeans. She watched, a little curious. "Um," he said. "Do you need... Should I go down on you or something?" She shook her head. She was still wet from Jake. "I'm fine." "So just, go at it?" he said. Lena grinned. "If you want. I suppose." He didn't seem to know what to do. "Come here," Lena said. She leaned forward, as far as she could, until her arm behind her was straight out. She reached with her other hand, and pulled his cock out of his jeans. She could just reach. She bent, and sucked it. The woman stared, quite openly. She seemed interested. Lena quite liked that, the part with being watched. She never had before, but she realized she liked it a lot. She grinned back, and made more of a fuss of the blowjob than she would have otherwise, slurping and sucking and lifting his cock up to lick his balls. After a few minutes, she decided she'd better not do to much. She stopped. "Okay?" she said. He seemed more interested now. He rolled the condom on, and looked at her. "Hold on," Lena said, and turned around, a little awkwardly. She didn't like face-to-face sex with strangers, not really. It always got distractingly awkward deciding whether she ought to kiss or not. As well, if she was going to have anonymous pervert sex, it probably ought to be doggy. Especially since it would probably help him come quicker, and then she could go. She knelt on the bench, and turned around, and crossed her cuffed arm over herself a little awkwardly. She managed, and leaned on the back of the seat. "Okay," she said. The guy got behind her, and lifted up her dress, and put his hand on her hip, lining up. Then, slowly, carefully, he slid into her. For a moment it was all gasping and sighing and sex. Just being fucked, finally, after all the teasing tonight. It was good, and he was inside her, and Lena didn't really care where or why. She fucked him for a moment, and then she remembered the woman. She opened her eyes, and glanced sideways. She was still being watched, and that was sexy too. She fucked. The guy fucked her. It was exciting, in a sordid way. She closed her eyes again, and felt what was happening inside her. Near her, suddenly, someone new said, "Oh wow." Lena jumped and opened her eyes. Two more guys had come along, and had stopped and read the sign. One said to the woman on the bench, "Seriously?" "Apparently." "She'll just fuck whoever's here?" "Seems so." "And she can't stop until she comes?" "It's what the sign says." "Oh," the guy said. "You're not with her?" "No, with him. We just came along and found her like this." The guy inside Lena had stopped moving when the talking began, but now he seemed to decide he didn't care, and began moving again. Lena was glad. She didn't care either. She just wanted to feel this, now, what she was doing. "Um," one of the guys said to Lena. "Excuse me. Sorry to interrupt, but can we too?" She sighed. She looked at them. They both looked okay. "Fuck," she said. "Why not. Go on." They grinned, and stood there watching. The first guy finished after a few more minutes. By then Lena was getting turned on by how there was basically a crowd standing around watching her have sex. The guy inside her came, and groaned a bit, and pulled out. The other two looked at each other, and one started undoing his jeans. "Condom," Lena said. The guy nodded, and put one on. He was already hard. He stood behind her, and slid inside, and was taller or something, and at a different angle, and he went in deeper. Lena had never had two cocks inside her, one after the other, so soon. She could feel him different, feel different parts of herself against him. She liked it, and she liked the audience too. He fucked her, and Lena reached down, with her uncuffed hand, and pressed her fingers against her clit. She knelt there for a moment, then decided she might as well do it properly. She'd never had a threeway, not two men inside her at once, and the opportunity seemed too good to miss. "Hey," she said, to the guy who was waiting. "You might as well start. Like come around here." She pointed to her mouth. He moved, behind the bench, and stood next to her face. He unzipped and held out his cock, and she leaned forward, and sucked it. She felt brave and sexy and wonderful with one inside her at each end. She sucked, and licked, as best she could, although having sex as well was bumping her around a lot. She stopped touching herself, and held onto the guy in front with her hand, and sucked him off as best she could, despite the other guy's movements. The guy inside her seemed to like what they were doing. The threeway-ness of it, she supposed. He started fucking her faster, much faster, holding onto her hips. She kept the guy in front in her mouth, but only just. The guy behind her came. She grinned at the guy in front and said, "You're up." He went around behind her, and fucked her too. The others were still watching. Lena was excited, and close now. She reached down again, and rubbed herself. She came, after a moment, gasping, and set the guy inside her off. He pulled out, and she turned around, and sat there, and they all looked at each other. "Well she did," the third guy said, looking at the sign. "I mean, she seemed to. So should we let her go?" The woman smiled, and held up the handcuff key. "We'll do it." The pair of guys nodded, and said thank you to Lena, and left. Lena looked at the couple, at the man and the woman. At the woman, especially. "Well?" she said. "Um," the guy said. Lena and the woman looked at him. "I might again," he said. "Since you're here and everything. If that's okay?" Lena sighed, then nodded. She couldn't be bothered turning around again. "Are you ready?" she said. He nodded, and got another condom. She lay back, on the bench, and he got on top of her. It was nice, this way. After she'd come, she didn't like deep fast sex. Him on top was nice, though, it was nice inside her after lots of doggy. She was a little surprised she wasn't sore. She lifted her knees up, and put one foot on the guy's back, and fucking him deep too, as well as she could. As she did, she looked around, paying attention now she wasn't quite as horny and distracted. The woman was looking around too. Watching the other two guys disappear, Lena realized. The guy fucking her came, and climbed back off her. "Well?" Lena said, and looked at the woman. She moved cuffed wrist. "Do you mind?" "I'm Susie," the woman said. "Hi," Lena said. "Um, why are you telling me that?" "You'll see," Susie said. Lena looked at her, puzzled. "So what's the bet exactly," Susie said. "That you have to fuck anyone who comes along?" "Yeah," Lena said. "Pretty much, I suppose." Susie grinned, and took off her shoes. Lena watched, unsure. Susie stood up, and pushed down her tights and undies. She had a skirt on, and apparently now nothing else. "Oh," Lena said. "Anyone who comes along?" Susie said. "Yeah," Lena said. "I suppose." Lena was still lying on her back. Susie put her knee on the bench, beside Lena's face, and slowly lowered herself onto Lena's mouth. Susie was already quite wet. She pressed forward, and Lena opened her mouth, and let herself get fucked. Lena licked, as best she could, with no real idea what to do. She'd never been with a woman before, but it all seemed to be working. Susie pressed onto Lena, holding Lena's head, breathing softly and kind of erratically, and her friend stood there and watched. Susie came, and said, "Oh shit, and got off Lena, grinning. Lena sat up. She moved her wrist again. "Please," she said. "If you didn't mind." Susie grinned. "Are you done?" she said to the guy. "Yep." Susie unlocked Lena. Lena stood up, and stretched, and then smoothed her dress down. "Well, thanks, I guess," she said. Susie grinned. "So that was weird," she said. "Um, which way are you going?" Lena looked toward the carpark where she'd last seen Jake. "There, I guess." "Walk with us. Just so nothing happens to you." Lena thought that was pretty funny. They walked to the carpark. Lena was relieved Jake's car was still there. He saw them coming, and got out, waited for Lena to walk up to him. "Hey Jake," Susie said. Lena looked at Jake, then the other two. "You all know each other?" "Yep." "You organised this?" Lena said to Jake. Jake shrugged, and grinned. "You're a shit. And you?" Lena said to Susie. "He told you to do that to me?" "Nah, I just thought, since you were there and everything." "And you're really just flatmates?" "Yep." "And the other two guys?" "What other two..." Jake seemed surprised. Susie and her housemate grinned. "You didn't plan the other two guys?" Lena said to Jake, uncertainly. Jake looked shocked. He shook her head. "Oh fuck," Lena said. "I just had sex with two total strangers. Who just walked past at the right time. Oh shit." Susie took her hand out her pocket. "I had a phone ready the whole time. To call the cops, in case anything awful happened." Lena still wasn't sure that was much better. Susie kissed her. She still tasted of Lena a little. "Thanks," she said. "It was hot." Lena looked at her for a moment, and decided not to care. Trying New Things She stood at the white board with a black expo marker in her hand. The test tomorrow had her stressed out. She came straight from a presentation to the room where her math class was held. She focused on the equation in front of her and tuned out the rest of the world. He caught site of her through the little pane of class in the his door. He knew she would be here yet his stomach went into a whorl of butterflies when he saw her. eyes started at her feet; covered by slick black heels, he had never seen her dressed up, his stomach tightened. His eyes followed the path of her legs. The heels made them look magnificent, not that her legs were always attractive, but her dancer muscles definitely stood out. Her full round butt was covered by a solid grey skirt. He let himself wonder what was under that skirt: A thong? Lace boy shorts, that exposed the bottom of her butt? Nothing? He had to stop himself and adjust his jeans around the bulge that had formed. He continued to look at her, above the skirt a sheer black tank top sat tightly across her chest. He could see a tiny bit of black lace sticking out of the V on her neck. The light bounced off of her curly red hair, making it shine. He took a deep breath to calm himself, he was here to study. He made a small noise in his throat as not to scare her. She heard him and a smile spread across her face. She was hoping he would come. She saw him out of the corner of her eyes. His shirt fit tightly around his muscles, she had a weakness for muscles. She also saw the bulge he was trying to hide. Her face turned red. "Worried about the test?" she asked with a smile. His heart melted, he loved that smile. "Maybe a little" he replied. She went back to concentrating, but he couldn't. She worked for a while as he admired her letting his thoughts run wild. His thoughts turned to kissing her softly. Pushing her against the wall and taking her Picking her up and placing her onto the desk and fucking her brains out, he truly couldn't decide what he wanted more. He let out a small laugh. She frowned at him; he broke her train of thought. "What's so funny?" she asked. "Nothing it's just that I'm going to have take this test in a different room. If I sit next to you I will definitely fail." She was slightly confused, and then she realized she was a distraction for him. "Oh, I am really sorry." she said quietly "I really don't mean to distract you" He smiled at her. "Don't be sorry, I'm not." In that moment he decided to go for it. He stepped toward her, his right and sliding onto her hip and his left going under her curls and onto the back of her neck. He tilted her face up to meet his. As his lips touched her the marker fell out of her hand and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He pulled away from her. "Would you like go somewhere more private?" He asked breathlessly. Before he could finish is sentence she all but shouted "YES!" He smiled, she wanted him too. He grabbed her hand and led her out of the building. As they reached the door it started to rain. He looked down at her hoping this evening wasn't ruined. She was smiling and her eyes were bright she whispered "I love the rain," She headed straight out of the door and into the weather. He followed her bewildered and amazed. As they reached his dorm room all he could focus on was her wet sheer tank top sticking to her lacy bra. He couldn't wait to peel it off of her. They finally reached his room wet and giggling. He put on some music, walked over to her and started kissing her again. She slid her hand under his wet shirt and pulled it off, running her hands over his perfect pecs as she kissed his collar bone. His breath caught in his throat, she was so gentle and so perfect. He returned the favor and puled the tank top from the lace covering her hard nipples. She could feel him hard against her; she reached back and unzipped her skirt letting it fall. Standing in front of him was a beautiful wet woman in black heels, a black lacy thong, and a matching bra. It was a sweet fantasy he never thought would happen. She kicked off her heels as he took off his wet jeans. She pushed him down onto his bed crawling up to straddle his lap. She sat down with her thong meeting his bulge. She pushed down against him and let out a little moan. He couldn't take it anymore. He ripped her bra off took one nipple in his mouth and sucked hard. He lowered her down onto the bed as he moved to the other nipple. Before she knew it he was kissing down her body, and removing her thong. She was so surprised she grabbed his head. "Umm, are you about to do what I think you are?" she asked quickly. He frowned at her. "Do you not want me to?" "No! No! I do, I just umm," Her voice trailed of her face turned red. "No one has ever done this to you before?" He asked. She shook her head. He smiled. "Just relax hun, I promise you will love it" With that he slides his tongue between her lips. She was amazed at the feeling. As he continued he caressed her softly feeling her writhe from the pleasure. He circled and played until he could feel her getting close to a climax. He kissed back up her body and slowly put one finger inside of her. She nearly jumped off of the bed as she moaned. Two fingers fit tightly, he knew she wasn't a virgin but he was definitely a little big for her. After a few minutes of wonderful torturer she grabbed his hand and to his surprise put his fingers in her mouth to taste her own pleasure. "Your turn." she said pushing him into a sitting position. She lay across his lap and kissed the head of his cock. No one ever ate her out, but she was a pro at sucking a cock, she took all of him with no trouble. He had never been with a woman without a gag reflex. His head was spinning by the time she raised her head from his lap. She smiled and whispered softly in his ear. "I am yours do whatever you want with me" His heart felt like it was going to explode he had no idea what to do with all of these feelings. As he laid her back down he said; "Sweet-heart I don't think I am going to fit in you are you sure you want to do this?" "Yes, just be gentle with me." she replied. She lay back and closed her eyes completely willing to surrendering herself to him. He worked himself into her slowly and carefully. The moment he was fully inside her they both moaned loudly. She was so blissfully full; he had never been with a woman this tight. He started to move in and out of her slowly at first and then his speed picked up. Her legs wrapped around his waist and her nails scratched down his back; he loved it. He got close but stopped; he was not ready to be done with her. "What's wrong?" she asked sounding worried. "Nothing, I'm just getting close." "Oh," she said "You can go ahead and ...you know." He looked at her and put it together. She had never been eaten, but she was good at sucking, and now she was expecting to finish without an orgasm. "Have you ever been given an orgasm before?" he asked bluntly. She shook her head no ahe had given herself a few with the help of toys but never with a man. "Get on top," he said, "it's your turn" They traded spots; she was unsure of how to move. She slid down on him, her eyes wide with how different it felt. He laughed. "Ok, now just move until you find what feels good for you." She started pressing her hips down on him in different angles until she found the perfect combination. He grabbed her hips helping her stay on the same path. She reached up and played with her breasts squeezing her nipples. She started to moan loudly. He licked his thumb and rubbed her clit. Within three more thrusts she exploded. She let out a scream and squirted all over his dick. Fuck! He thought she's a squirter! Her head was spinning with pleasure, she realized what she had done and started to apologize. He cut her off and pulled her mouth down to his as he pounded himself deep inside of her. "Fuck me harder" she whispered in his ear. He did as he was told until he came pulling out and covering her perfect ass with his stream. She collapsed on his chest; taking in the smell of his body and the heat of his chest. He rubbed her back with his finger tips and grabbed the blanket to cover them. They fell asleep together for a while. She woke when he moved under her, stretching. "Oh shit," she said, "We need to go study for mat." "Well I sort of already emailed the professor to tell her you were sick and I was taking care of you." He waited for her to get mad. She lifted her head. "So does that mean we can do it again?" she asked He instantly got hard it is going to be a good night he thought, as he bent his head down to kiss her.