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Unplanned

By: KymmieQuinnell



Another Friday night meant he had to be ready for a show. The place tonight was a smaller older place. Theater was built so long ago it was mostly regulars, tending to be older, the guys would like his assistant but the women would be into him. He played on that fact, made the jokes and comments as well as the illusions geared for the audience he was expecting. Going over last minute things, checking on his assistant. She was ready, the look in her eye was almost anxious to get on with it. He had chosen her for many reasons, her beauty being at the top of the list but the way she took on the job like it was sensual, important and the only way to be. 

The curtain was brought down after their introduction, taking the stage, starting the act he started looking around as he usually did, making sure he didn't need to improve anything unexpected. Making eye contact with a few of the older regulars in the front row, smiling that dangerous devilish smile to the women. Speaking in his slow deep tone, hitting the cues dead on, leaving room for his assistant to make her gestures and moves. Feeling the applause as they finished one part and moved to the next. 

Everything was going smoothly, his eyes wandering, searching the crowd for reactions until he found what he wasn't looking for. His eyes met the deepest blue eyes he had ever seen, the awe that he saw in them, captured his attention, seemed to hold him there infinitely. As his assistant moved closer to him, distracting him from the hold the woman in the audience had on him, he looked away then quickly cast his gaze back to make sure she stayed where she was. 

Throughout the show he would do what he needed to do but the pretty young blond captivated him, leaving his attention distracted but the show still being a success. At the end all he could think was how to move towards her without being obvious, until suddenly she stood in front of him. Her eyes down looking at the floor, her cheeks pinkish. Up close he could tell she was in her 20's, maybe 24, her blond hair flowing down past her shoulders, some of it just above her breast, tickling the modest cleavage her shirt allowed. She was wringing her hands in front of her, looking a bit nervous or shy. He smiled at the other woman that appeared to be with her, a grandmother he suspected. Then the grandmother started to talk to him, he had to concentrate hard on what she was saying as his mind was moving over the granddaughters body piece by piece envisioning what he could do with each part of her. The grandmother, with her years of experience felt whatever was between the Magician and her granddaughter. Knew it was important for them to figure it out themselves, claimed to be unwell and urgently needing to get to bed. The grandmother asked him to take the girl home. Which he found unusual being that he was a stranger... he only accepted because he wanted to do things to the young blond he had only fantasized about.

He waited until the theater had cleared out, said good night to his assistant and moved to the blond waiting for him, sitting on the edge of the stage swinging her legs as they were suspended above the floor below. As he got closer she looked up at him, smile brushing her lips but it wasn't bright or happy; it was a shy respect that she had. Looking down at her he had to ask her what her name was as they hadn't been really introduced. 

She moved her head in a nod to state clearly to the floor she was staring at by then that her name was simply Kate. Her hands moving from gripping the stage on either side of her outer thighs to back in her lap shyly playing with the seam of her skirt. He couldn't help his hard cock that must have shown through his tight stage costume. He moved to sit beside her but then had a better idea, slowly walking to the stairs and climbing down them to move beside her swinging legs. Hearing her gulp nervously as his body brushed against her now still legs. Only her eyes moving along his body, her look asking him what he wanted her to do. That was all the permission he needed, moving between her thighs. His mid section level with the stage, his height giving him just enough to be face to face with her, leaning in to touch her lips with his, using his tongue to slowly brush along her bottom lip. Waiting a minute to have her object if she wished. Then continuing, seeing her eyes still looking down, her face more on the red side now as the heat between them could be felt. 

She was visibly aroused but also extremely shy and nervous. Like he would disapprove of her somehow. He decided to take it slow and easy, knowing that he would do everything he was wanting to it would just take time. As he intensified the kiss, placing his hands on either side of her face, rubbing his thumb gently over her cheek to show that he was pleased. Finding it hard to keep the kiss slow and easy. As the desire to have her grows, his balls tighten up, he needs to release. Kate looks at him finally, her eyes asking for guidance, her inexperience overly obvious, which only causes his cock to twinge in expectation of how tight she would be. His mind wandering to all the places that he could go where no one else has been. 

Deepening the kiss, his tongue entering her mouth, stroking her tongue, feeling her arousal grow as her inhibition seems to slightly pass. Finally her eyes look into his, glazed with passion. Knowing his time to move further is now, he moves his hand down her back, around to the front of her blouse, sliding it up over her abs, taking a breast. Finding her bra he grunts and struggles to remove it, getting impatient she helps him take it off, her upper body now naked. He stops kissing her and moves back a little to take her all in, drinking in her sexy beauty, knowing that soon that mouth will be sucking his cock dry. Grinning wide he goes to her nipple, first rasping over it with his one day beard growth, then easing the burn with his tongue. Moistening it so she feels the pleasure. Her moans being enough to egg him on for more, feeling her waist pump up against him as she finds that place of pure exctasy. The place he wants her to be so she will do anything he wants her to.

Taking his time, each nipple getting as much attention, rasping the sensitive hardness its peaked into, then easing it with a gentle suck. He hears her voice deep with passion say please, but that's all he got from her. He takes that as a notion to go further moving her legs to wrap around him as he moves her to a nearby theater seat. Flipping up her skirt, running his hands along her smooth thigh, deliberately moving them slowly to the string of her thong, resting them there a minute seeing her beg with her eyes, gently gliding them down to her ankles kissing every part as he goes. Tossing them to the floor then not so gently diving into the very core of her finding the wet lips of her pussy now ready as his finger slides in easily and his teeth meet her clit. Tugging on it watching writhe, needing to cum over his finger. Telling her how much he wants to taste her cum on his tongue. Knowing how sweet she would taste, then taking a second finger and slowly getting it to join the first inside her, feeling how tight she is as she is stretching around him, pulling his fingers deeper inside. Moaning out loud her voice totally taken with the excitement. He removes his fingers from her abruptly and she growls from the absence of his attention. Then feels his hands grab her thighs and flip her fast so her ass is in the air, her hands and face on the seat, suddenly his breath is on her pussy, his two fingers sliding back in easily. She hears his zipper move down, the zip being distinctive among their panting and grasp at breathing. 

Then the second hand comes down on her ass, leaving a red mark then he rubs it and kisses it with gentle nips so she forgets the pain. His very hard cock now sprung from its place in his pants, feeling the air wrap around him he plays with her pussy licking it furiously wanting to have her cum, then seeing her body tense he licks and nibbles her sensitive nub while his fingers fuck her hard and fast, then just as he thought her screams wail through the theater echoing along the walls as her juices flow around his fingers, taking his fingers and licking them, then sticking his tongue in her pussy lapping up everything he can greedily. Feeling his cock so hard he is afraid that his release can't be held back any longer, wanting something more though he moves to play with her again, inserting only one finger this time. Moving it in and out while the other hand strokes her other hole, his thumb moving to dip in her juices that her pussy already released and then rubbing around her anus. She tenses, shaking her head, unsure of what he is doing. She goes to stop and suddenly his finger isn't in her and she is sitting in front of him. He smiles knowing she needs some persuading and entangles his hand in her hair, taking her head and gently forcing her head down on his cock, at first she pushes back trying not to go down on him, finally he feels her lips at his tip, groaning at her, he needs to cum he can feel it building to the point of no return. But he holds back knowing that after some persuading he will be in the delicious tight spot he wants to be. 

His grip not letting up he gets her down on his cock, telling her to open her mouth, moving her head until he feels her throat contracting as she gags with the length of him tickling her sensitive inexperienced throat. Warning her that he is going to fuck her sweet hot mouth then move to her ass and fuck her hard while she plays with her clit. Not giving anything to allow her to back out, he lets her ease up his shaft a little, telling her to move her tongue and suck his cock like she enjoys it. Pumping in her mouth as she finally gets it and sucks on him, crying out for god he is about to spurt in her mouth but releases her, flipping her back on her stomach so her sweet ass is up in the air again. She whimpers as he assures her it will work out and she will enjoy it, he promises under his breath whispering encouragement to her. Telling her that her tight ass will open and stretch for him, that once the burn is gone she will feel so good. He inserts two fingers into her pussy, letting the juices lubricate her again, dipping in the thumb from the same hand, taking his now wet thumb and circling around her asshole, he dips it in just a little and then back out wanting to stretch her gently little by little barely holding back his urge to slap into her. She is nervous and tries to move so he can't go back in, with his other hand he holds her in place. Wiggling she whimpers then screams as his cock is replacing his fingers inside her pussy. He is thrusting into her from behind with needy moans coming from his lips, telling her she feels good and how close he is. While distracting her with the sensation of his cock filling her, he plays with her ass a little more, Inserting a finger moving it around, feeling how tight she is, knowing he is ready to explode as he tries to hold off as his cock is buried deep in her pussy over and over again. 

When his finger and thumb have explored her asshole as much as they can, she is lubricated and ready, he instructs her to play with her clit, she does it and is on the brink of cumming herself, he takes his cock out of her pussy, moves it to her ass and gently presses the tip into her tightness, feeling how much she has to stretch, remembering to encourage her to cum with her own fingers massaging her clit. Not being able to hold it any longer, her tightness alone squeezing his cock so tight he wants to cum hard just from the feel of her, pushing past the first wave of muscles, then feeling the deeper part take him easier, he starts to move within her ass, gently at first then matching her moans of pleasure with his he can't hold back anymore and tells her he is going to cum buried deep in her ass. Asking her to cum with him he thrusts hard one last time and his milky cum spills deep in her ass. Moving a little more to exit her, taking her in his arms and holding her, kissing her forehead with a gentle smile as a thanks. He asks " how bout that ride home now?" chuckling and seeing her contentment she nods at him and they leave.

Unplanned Moment of Sharing



My wife and I had dropped the kids off at my brother and sisters house for the weekend and headed out of town for the wedding of my best friend's daughter. The wedding was in a small country town a few hours from home. We arrived in town the night prior to the wedding and crashed at a local hotel where we had made reservations. This would allow us time to relax the evening before and to take out time getting ready the day of the wedding.

I woke up the morning of the wedding to the sound of Teri in the hotel room's shower. Feeling a little frisky, I got out of bed and made my way into the bathroom and into the shower with her. We enjoyed a few good morning kisses and I made love to her against the cold wet shower wall, after which we began to get ready to go. 

I had dressed in a pair of tan dress slacks, a dress shirt, and dress shoes. Teri had decided to wear a dress she bought especially for this event, a tight form fitting silk and lace red dress that came to just about the upper part of her thigh. She finished the outfit with a pair of sexy brown leather boot. Under her dress she wore her typically lacy push up bra and lacy thong. Once we were ready we headed out to the wedding.

It was a beautiful wedding followed by a lovely reception at the groom's uncle's ranch in town. During the cocktail hour we made our rounds speaking with all the quests as well as being introduced to the bridesmaids and groomsmen. When being introduced to the groomsmen I could tell Teri took a special liking to one of them. 

That suspicion would later be confirmed when I found the two of them talking more privately in the shed row of one of the barns adjacent to the cocktail hour was being held, upon approaching them Teri introduced me to her new friend, Scott. 

"David, this is Scott. Scott this is David" Teri says as she introduces us to each other.

"Pleasure to meet you Scott" I reply.

"Same here and please call me Scotty" Scott says. 

"Scotty was just showing me the gorgeous barns here" Teri injects.

"Yeah, she asked to see them and since I know the property well I told her I would take her on a short tour. Sorry to take her away" Scott adds.

"No problem, this property sure is beautiful" Teri says.

"How do you know the bride and groom" I ask.

"I went to college with both of them, how about yourselves, how do you know them" Scott replies.

"I am best friends with the bride's father" I tell Scott. "Well we better get back to the rest of the party before someone notices the three of us missing" I add.

"Yes, we should" Teri says. "Thanks again Scotty for showing me around" she adds as she extends her hand to shake his. As their hands touch, their eyes meet and I can see that familiar spark between the two of them.

As we rejoin the party I speak to Teri about her new friend. She tells me she is attracted to her new young friend. I ask her if she thinks that if I hadn't come along when I did that he may have pulled her into one of the empty stalls and fucked her right there. She just blushed and gave me a kiss, slipping her tongue into my mouth and giving my cock a quick squeeze. I took that as a yes. 

As the cocktail hour adjourned to the dinner reception each time their eyes met across the tent you could see that connection that she was developing with this young man. Teri was on the hunt. After dinner was served the music began playing and Teri and I danced several dances, fast and slow, with each other. While we were sitting for a break Scott came over to our table.

Taking a seat next to Teri, "David, I hope you don't mind, but I was watching the two of you and I think you wife dances beautifully on the dance floor. Would you mind if I danced with her for a few songs?" he asks.

"Scott, I don't mind at all, but you'll have to ask Teri" I reply.

Scott no more than turns his attention to Teri to ask her and she grabs his hand and stands up. "I would be delighted to dance with such a handsome groomsman" she says as she pulls him out onto the dance floor.

Scott and Teri danced a couple fast songs together first. It was a great joy watching her move with this new young man as her partner. During this time my best friend came by our table.

"I'd watch it David" he says. "That groomsman's name is Scott, from what I hear from my daughter's stories he's a real ladies man. He especially loves the cougar type women. So watch it with him."

"Oh I think Teri can handle him just fine, but thanks Brian" I say as he walks away to attend to some of his guests.

It's at that time that I look back out onto the dance floor and Teri is being led off the dance floor towards the barns again by Scott. She turns to look in my direction and motions for me to follow along.

They proceed to a barn a good distance away from the reception tent so that they have some privacy. I reach the barn's shed row as they are turning into one of the empty stalls. I no more than reach the stall and Scott has my wife pressed up against the wall and is engaged in a passionate kiss with my wife, his right hand squeezing her breast through her dress, groping her in the darkness of the stall.

My arrival at the stall startles Scott and he quickly backs away from Teri.

"Oh shit man, I'm sorry" he begins to exclaim.

"No, no, no, Scotty" she says. "It's okay, he isn't mad. He wants to watch us" she adds.

"Shit, you're kidding me" he says looking back and forth between Teri and me.

"It's okay" I assure him. "Now you're a groomsman at this wedding, and I am sure you can't be away for too long, so don't waste any more time talking to me" I tell him. 

With a little more persuasion we convince Scott that it's okay with both of us. 

"Well hey, if it's okay with you two, then it's okay with me" he says as he ventures back toward my wife who at this point is beginning to inch the hemline of her already short dress up so that now we can see the front of her lace covered pussy.

"You are one fine looking cougar" Scott tells Teri.

"So now I am a cougar?" she asks.

"Hell yeah, I could tell from the moment you started flirting with me when we were introduced that you wanted me" Scott replies.

"Well, I guess you found me out" she says as she pulls him closer into her. Her hand seeks out his crotch and begins unzipping his fly and then slides her petite hand into his dress slacks seeking out his young cock. Once she has found it she works its way out of his fly and begins tugging and stroking at it.

"Now how about using this nice young cock to show this horny cougar how you want to fuck her" Teri whispers to Scott.

They continue to kiss passionately as his hand slides down over her lace covered pussy. He slides her thong to one side as two of his fingers begin to probe her wet slit, first sliding along its length before pushing into her. As he begins finger fucking her with two fingers deep in her, her head falls back against the stall wall as moans of lust escape her mouth into the cool night air in the stall.

It was incredibly hot watching my wife being pinned against the wall, her legs spread giving this young man full access to her married pussy. Her hips were thrusting into his hands as he pressed his fingers into her. He would pull his fingers out and then being fucking her fast and hard with them. I could hear how wet her pussy was against his hand.

"It's time to fuck this little slutty cougar, Scotty" she instructs him.

He withdrawals his fingers from her pussy and brings his slippery fingers to her mouth, placing them at her lips. She takes his fingers into her mouth and sucks her juices from them. He then takes aim at her pussy with his hard cock. He slides it bulbous head along her wet slit a few times to lubricate it before pushing his pelvis forward to enter her pussy with his cock.

With her one leg raised up a bit this gives him the access he needs to begin pumping in and out of my wife's pussy, her booted leg trying to wrap around his waist to bring him in deeper. 

For at least the next five minutes or more I enjoy the show before me of my wife being fucked by this young groomsman and listening to her lustful grunts and moans. It doesn't take Scott long to pull his cock out of my wife and spin her around. Scott uses his hands to push her forward and bend her over, her hands grasping at the wall of the stall. He doesn't waste any time pulling her already short dress up over her hips, completely exposing her bare ass to the chill of the night air in the barn. 

"I hope you don't mind me saying, but your wife has one hell of a hot cougar pussy" Scott says to me as he takes aim again at her soaking wet slit. He slips in effortlessly all the way until his balls are slapping against her bare ass.

Scott immediately resumes pounding my wife's cougar pussy as his hands grab a hold of her hips pulling her harder back onto his stiff cock. It was a beautiful site watching him nearly pull completely out of her before pulling her hips back into him, burying his cock deep into her pussy again and again.

Teri is moaning back each time Scott impales his cock into her. Her moans were carrying through the empty barn.

"Oh God yes, fuck my pussy hard like that baby" she cries out. "Fuck me. You feel so good."

Scott starts picking up the pace of his pounding and I can hear his body smacking against hers. I can hear the moans coming from my wife and the grunts coming from Scott as he builds up to unleashing a load into her pussy. 

I begin to see the sight of a couple other wedding guests off in the distance beginning to approach the area of the barn we are in.

"Alright lovers, you'll have to hurry this one up. I think we are about to have some more company real soon" I tell the both of them.

"Fuck" he grunts out.

"Cum in my Scotty, fucking cum in my pussy baby" Teri exclaims.

Scott begins to quicken his pace of fucking my wife from behind even faster and harder now. It's only a minute later I can see him beginning to tense up and he is throwing his head back as he shoves his hard young cock deeper than it's ever been in my wife's pussy as he begins to release his load deep into her, spurt after spurt being sent deep into her pussy.

He finishes pumping into her a few more times before pulling out of her completely, his cock all shiny from her juices coating its entire length. He pulls his pants back up and begins to put himself back together to look presentable to all the other guests. 

Teri takes this time also to straighten up herself too, reaching down to pull her lacy thong back up with Scott's load of cum beginning to ooze out of her used pussy and pulling down her dress. She takes a quick second to fix her hair and then approaches Scott once again.

Placing her hand upon his chest and looking into his eyes with a big satisfied smile she says, "Thanks for the quick fucking Scotty. You were wonderful." 

She gives Scott a lingering kiss on the lips.

"Thank you sexy" he replies. "You were pretty wonderful too. Now we better make our way back to the party before anyone suspects anything." 

"We wouldn't want anyone to know there was a horny wife in here getting fucked by a sexy young groomsman," she says with a huge smile.

Teri and Scott exited the stall together and the three of us began making our way back to the reception. They danced a few more times together before the reception ended and when the reception was over we parted ways with Scott.

To be continued with more adventures of sharing my wife ...



Unplanned Pleasure



It was late and the day had been filled with almost nothing. That's the beauty of having a job which gives you days off on end - you don't feel you have to DO something with each moment. You can get lost in the mundane. I'd spent most of my day flipping through back issues of Oprah magazine and drinking coffee to recover from my hangover. With several more jobless days ahead of me I felt satisfied with being boring and listless.

Michelle felt the same way. She'd been right in there with me, picking aimlessly at her guitar and brewing inordinate amounts of herbal tea. I'd spent nearly two hours just watching her. I'd noticed how her upper lip curled toward her pointed nose just slightly as if she was always hiding some secret. I saw the many hues of her white-blonde hair - the honeys, silvers, whites, and golds that created closely-cropped halo on her head. 

Our dinner came in styrofoam boxes. Hamburger and fried-food smells accompanied by beers left in the fridge from the party the night before. Why cook when you can walk across the street for take out? We devoured our meals in hungry silence in front of the TV, both watching and ignoring the episodes of the L-Word flashing in front of us.

When Denver came over we were still there, sitting on the futon with a single blanket draped over our legs. He'd come to apologize to Michelle for the night before. In a drunken stupor he'd told her he loved her. She sat and heard what he had to say and told him that she did not mind. She was flattered - just not into guys. He settled in with us to watch the TV, sitting on the floor in front of us and leaning on the futon by our crossed legs. 

The show was not riveting, but I felt akin to it anyhow. As a bisexual female I always felt the need to connect with lesbian culture. It was as if I had to make up for the fact that I liked men. As if loving women too was not good enough. As I pondered this deep thought Michelle shifted and her knee came to rest against mine.

Electricity.

She felt it too. I looked up to see her staring at me in a way I'd not experienced. Glancing at the back of Denver's head, she slid her hand along her thigh until it connected with my patella. My temperature raised and I responded by sliding my own hand out to touch hers. Our fingertips gently rubbed against one another as we turned our heads back to the TV screen.

After a few minutes I decided I wanted more. I leant slowly in her direction and slid my hand up her thigh, enjoying the warmth and smoothness of her sweatpants beneath my palm. She drew in a deep breath and inched closer to me, reaching for me with her heat and longing. Suddenly the sound of the TV show diminished in my ears and I could almost hear her pounding heart.

Her arm crossed mine and slid along my inner thigh. I saw stars as she came to rest on my warm pussy. Her palm vibrated gently and pressed into me without force. I kept my eyes on the TV and rocked my hips up to meet her. I felt her finger probing me and moving down to the bottom edge of my shorts. Her hand felt like silk as it edged under my shorts and she fingered where my panties cut into my leg.

I reminded myself to focus on her as well. Gently, I prodded at the waitsband of her sweatpants, pulling the elastic away from her taut stomach. Trying to look casual, I turned my hand and slid it down inside. She was not wearing panties. My heart began to race. I felt her soft down and gently stroked it. I wanted to jump on top of her right then, but with Denver there I had to contain myself.

Her fingers had pulled up on the elastic of my panties and were probing my swollen lips with the greatest of hunger. I wanted her to fuck me - to take her fist and enter me with passion and lust. I wanted her to make me scream and moan and buck against her wildly. I wanted her so much. I looked at her again and saw that her eyes were fixed on the TV screen with that gentle curve of her lips even more pronounced in a secret smile.

I moved closer to her and draped my leg over hers. Pressing downward, I ran my finger between the lips of her pussy, feeling her wetness. She shifted and I could smell her lust as warm air wafted up from under the blanket. Keeping an eye on the back of Denver's head, I leant over and kissed her lightly on the neck. She shivered and turned to me, her hazel eyes burning with lust. My own clit was throbbing to be touched, licked, sucked and brought to climax. I looked deeply into her eyes and tried to tell her what I wanted in the silence of the TV show.

She rose from the couch and padded off to her bedroom. Denver barely looked up from the lurid sex scene on the TV screen. I knew this was my chance to get what I wanted. I slid out from behind him and followed Michelle to the bedroom, shutting the door behind us.

Her lips were on mine before I even heard the latch. Hungry and warm, her tongue probed my mouth. She smelled and tasted like the summertime. I melted into her and submitted to her rough caresses, moaning. She stopped, pressed her finger to her lips in a warning gesture, and pulled her tank top up over her head. She wore no bra and her nipples were dark and hard against her pale skin. I drank her in, imagining for an instant what I was about to do.

Cupping one of her breasts I took the other into my mouth, feeling its supple smoothness and pointy nipple. I could hear her heart beating beneath my lips and I ran my hands down her sides, pressing off her sweatpants with one motion. I stood back then, admiring her in the waning light from the bedroom window. She seemed to glow.

She pulled me to her and down onto the bed, grappling at my t-shirt in an effort to get me as naked as she was. I pulled it off and she removed my bra with one hand, freeing my large breasts to sway in her face. She pressed them to her mouth and tounged between them. My body felt light as she rolled me over and laid naked on top of me. I could feel her hands again going up my shorts and rubbing my clit through my wet panties. I arched my back and let her bring me up, breathing into her ear as I felt my orgasm rip through my body.

Smiling, she slowly moved downward, pulling off my shorts with her teeth. I could feel her breath on my thighs, hot and moist. I sat up to meet her and found her lips again. We kissed for what seemed like hours, though I know it was only a few seconds. 

I spread my legs, pressing my pussy against hers. I felt our juices mingling with one another - smelled the musk. Clenching against her I slid my hand beneath one of my legs and entered her with two of my fingers. This time it was her turn to stifle a moan. I rubbed gently in and out, pressing upward and spreading my fingers slightly. Each time I pulled them outward I thrust my own pussy against hers. The effect was what I had hoped. Her back arched in silent exctasy, her golden head almost touching the bed as she leaned back. My lips found the hollow of her throat and lingered there while I felt her shudder.

Panting, we held one another while our hearts and breathing slowed. Then she pressed me back onto the bed, lowering her face between my thighs. I felt her tongue flicker over my clit and knew that she would make me come again. As she worked circles around my swollen bud I could feel her hand pressing against me, bidding me open as she slid several of her fingers inside. I relaxed into her rhythm and before I knew it, she had her whole fist inside of me, pumping inward and outward.

I pulled a pillow over my mouth to muffle my scream as I felt myself rising to climax. Suddenly I felt her twisting and moving and the pillow was whipped off me. I opened my mouth to welcome her sweet pussy over my face. She removed her fist but continued to eat me as I licked and sucked her brilliant, tight cunt. I could feel her shuddering and bucking against me and I clamped my hands over her hips to keep contact. She made me come twice more before we rolled over and she turned to face me again. Smiling, I knew I was spent, and judging from her face, she was as well.

We quickly found our clothes and I left the bedroom quietly. Denver was still there, watching the TV show as if nothing had happened. I washed my hands and face in the bathroom sink and spritzed myself with some body spray. He did not even look up when I took my place on the couch. A few minutes late Michelle joined us. Smiling her secret smile, she fixed her eyes on the TV and we melted back into our boring day as if nothing had happened.



Unplanned Revenge



I'm wett and I know that you know by the way you watch me from across the room. Its funny how I'm the one overly aroused yet you get all fidgety. You sip your Crown and Coke from across the room while I order my Cosmo. Later you will laugh at me for ordering a girlie drink. (Fuck you this shit it is delicious.) I make my way slowly to your side, trying not to be conspicuous, yet sure everyone in the room is watching. Leaning into your ear I whisper, "I need you. The insides of my thighs are wett." I'd be lying if I said I didn't think everyone in a five step radius didn't hear you hiss but made it a mental note to tell you otherwise when you ask about it later.

"What do you want me to do about it?" You ask before returning to your conversation with Rob from the financial section of your office, "Honestly I have no idea what he expects from you or me. There really isn't anything else we can do. Cutting the unnecessary spending and investing it in other parts of the company has increased pay, in turn boosting morale among employees which has increased the number of clientele, happy and returning clientele at the least."

Rob has just come to the realization that we are in fact a couple, and YES that makes us lesbians. Finally he clears his throat and responds, "Tell me about it, I see the numbers in money rolling across my desk every Friday and you see the numbers in the clientele that keep coming back, most of the time with associates...,"

Rob must think that I am too stupid to realize that he has been eye fucking me since I got here. I know that you are mad at me for being late but I was finishing a case and didn't want to leave. It was a silly mistake and I hope you will be making me make it up to you tonight. Wish I wasn't so excited.

"Kris?" The sound of your voice wakes me out of my daydream.

"Yes?" I respond taking a much needed swallow of my drink.

"Rob here was asking what case you were currently working on." 

"It's confidential," I say.

"Oh come on, it's not like I have anyone to tell," Rob bargains

"It's confidential," I say again, "much like your books are confidential. You wouldn't let anyone else see your numbers. I wouldn't let anyone else in on a case."

"Of course but my books are detrimental to the company. I am a tax paying citizen I think that I have the right to know how the detectives in our precinct solve crimes."

"Well Robert," your grip on my arm in crushing, "that would be where you are mistaken. You have the right to know how the cases turn out. Not the process in which the cases are developed and how the charges if any are brought into light. Big difference."

Rob is staring at me like I just spit in his face, personally I wish that I had, "You seem to be under the impression that much of what you would class as confidential isn't available to the public...,"

"After, the case has been closed."

"Surely I could just watch a TV show and figure out how to be a cop."

"Surely I could add some numbers up on paper and actually be an..,"

"Kris I will see you at home," You've never cut me off in front of one of your colleagues, more importantly you have never dismissed me.

"Excuse me?"

"I said that I would see you at Home," you say again this time putting emphasis on HOME.

"I can't wait. Actually I'm three shades of excited." We both know my mouth has its own mind. How I managed to walk out of the room without an explosion of horrid words is beyond me.

When I get out of the shower I hear you slam the door shut, you must have left not too long after me. 

"What the fuck was wrong with you?" You demand throwing your keys on the floor.

"Wrong with me? What the fuck is wrong with you? Since when do we dismiss each other, especially in front of other people? Are you fucking serious?"

"No Kris," You say as you yank your jacket off your shoulders, "You made an ass out of yourself and me. How could you? I work with those people." The jacket soon joins your keys on the floor. 

"How could I?" I know where this is going and return to the bathroom to run your shower, "No Sara how could you stand there and let him attempt to belittle me? What the fuck did you expect me to do? Stand there and take it."

"Oh here you go again," You say stepping into the shower, sighing as the warm water hits your back, "Does everyone attack you or is it just all the people I know at work?" You stick your head out of the shower curtain to glare at me.

Glaring back I retort flippantly, "I don't know do people know you are a lesbian or do you wait until parties like that to pull the gay bunny out of your hat?" 

Squinting your eyes accusingly you reply, "Wow. I'm sorry that I don't introduce myself as a lesbian. It's none of peoples business. I fuck women. It has nothing to do with how well I can type on a computer or talk to a person."

"I'm not saying that you have to," I say effectively talking to the ducks on the shower curtain, "All I want is to be able to go to one of your parties and be your woman. Not have every man in the room eye fuck me and you all night or have one approach either of us. Especially when I am at your side, it's disrespectful and downright rude." I leave the bathroom to let you dry off in peace.

By the time you get out of the bathroom I am laying on my side of the bed watching television. 

Trying my hardest not to watch you get dressed because we both are still very mad at each other but it's impossible. I find myself licking my lips as you rub lotion into your skin, straining to look past the bed when you bend down to lotion your luscious legs; its torture. 

"Do you want something to drink from the kitchen?" I ask pushing back the covers just trying to gather my thoughts.

"No." Your reply is terse.

Sipping my water from the glass in my right hand and carrying the bottle of water that I know you'll want in my left hand when I re-enter the bed room I am met with a sight that made my mind go blank. So forgive me. 

The next thing I know I am standing behind you, your feet planted firmly on the floor, slowly pushing the head of the double sided dildo into your tight pussy, I know this because of your hiss, "Krisss..,"

Stunned that you are not attempting, to fight back, I exhale heavily on the back of your neck before I respond and feel the chills rolling up your spine, "Shh.., baby it's ok you can take it." When my hips are resting against your deliciously plump ass I stop moving, letting your body adjust to its current full state. Waiting for you to tell me that you are ready I let my fingers trail in opposite directions. One set to your hardened nipples and the other to your jeweled clit. Enticing your clit out of its hood is all too simple a task, and when I loving start stroking it your hips ram back into mine giving me all the signal I need. 

Briefly I remember that I didn't use any lube, and attempt to start out slow, but your enticing groans urge me on making me plunge deep inside of you as if searching for something long forgotten. Grabbing a fist full of your honey spun hair I force your upper half completely down on the corner of the bed I set out a smooth concise rhythm. Well despite what I thought was a deep and hard rhythm you plead, "Harder." 

"You like this don't you?" I bark out between thrusts, "You think that you can dismiss me in front of a room full of people without punishment?"

"Yes?" And when my hips slow their jogging, "Noo.., no baby no.., I'm sorry.., please."

I start to adjust your hips, dragging you back from the bed just you make your hips lean more suitable to my needs, as in a better angle to have the bulb part inside me hit my g-spot over and over again. My own orgasm is not far off. Yet apparently my selfishness isn't so selfish because you are screaming. Begging me for your release and I want us to cum together. Pulling you up to me I set a new pace deeper harder and faster, "I'm going to fuck you until you pass out," I whisper into your ear before forcing you back onto the mattress.

Shaking you bark, "OH GOD!! KRIS. HARDER, FUCK ME HARDER. I'M GOING TO CUM!"

I'd be lying if I said that I started fucking you harder because I was cumming. Fireworks rang out from behind my closed eye lids as my orgasm pulled me under but I knew that I did something right because your hips were jerking underneath mine and your frantic moans did not fall on deaf ears.

When I woke my arms were tightly wrapped around your sleeping body.



Unplanned Substitute



This is another in a series of 'Catherine' stories. Not as much of a memory as a report of the days' events. It is part of a series of letters Catherine writes to her husband. They use the letters for fun and later she either reads them aloud to her husband Michael, or he will read it aloud and she will act it out.

THE UNPLANNED SUBSTITUTE

Honey,

I had a very embarrassing situation happen to me today. Embarrassing for me and I am afraid, it may be embarrassing for you too.

I went in for my annual physical to my lady doctor and she had a question about a possible 'fibroid something'. 

She was just getting started with the exam when she got paged and called out to deliver a baby. She apologized and asked me if her partner could finish because that was who she would need to also look at the fibroid thingy anyway. 

I just assumed her partner was a woman too so I agreed. And since I had waited 45 minutes to get in and now I was already on the exam table, what else could I do?

Well it turns out her partner is not only not a woman, but he is your buddy Andre. He is also our daughter's friends Ali's Dad. So we see him a lot when he drops his daughter off at our house to hang out with our daughter. 

I couldn't believe it when he came walked into the little exam room. He was very nice and asked about you and everything and said for me to be sure to say hi to you. But Honey, I was so embarrassed! I was going to refuse and ask for someone else, but I didn't want to hurt his feelings and besides, everything just went so fast and he just sort of got started before I could get over my shock and say anything. 

I suppose my lady doctor told him she had asked me if it was alright and I had agreed so he just assumed it was fine to begin and most likely figured since I had been inconvenienced and made to wait so long, he would get right to it and not keep me waiting any longer than necessary.

I am still in shock over all of this. I have to recount it all to you. The bottom line is Andre performed a full physical examination on me. On YOUR wife!!!! He saw all of me naked. 

After first checking my eyes, ears, neck and lymph glands under my jaw, he had me lay back for my breast exam. I reeached my arms up over my head and stretched out my legs and I was conscious of the fact the sheet barely covered the tops of my thighs. 

He lowered the top of the little sheet I was covered with and exposed my breasts. This all felt like it couldn't really be happening. I SO did not want this man to see me. Not because he's a bad guy, but because he's in our life and we have to see him socially. 

He had a huge smile when he saw me topless. Then he began to feel my breasts and he thought he may have felt a lump so he took about five full minutes pressing and squeezing and squishing and touching my boobs. He said if there was a lump in one, they always check the other again too. 

And it's so weird for a woman because our breasts are right there in front of you and he's right there touching them as you both look on. 

At the end of it, he squeezed my nipples; he said to check for discharge. You see Honey, for women, our boobs are one thing and we let people see parts of them all the time. Depending on our necklines, we can let everyone see up to half of them. 

But our nipples are not for everyone to see. They are a much bigger deal to us. And to make it more embarrassing, Andre saw my nipples first all puffy and then as he started examining my breasts, my nipples got rock hard and huge too.

That was so embarrassing because it was just SO obvious as my nipples became erect while we were both watching. I could feel them engore and I could see his eyes staring right at them as they did. He obviously love it to and I hated that.

And you know they get quite huge too. Then I squealed a bit when Andre squeezed my nipples, because he did it a little hard. That was an awkward moment, believe me!

I know you will want to hear all the details, so here goes. After that embarrassing breast examine Andre pulled the sheet back up over my breasts and he pulled the lower part of the sheet way up to just under my ribs. 

That uncovered my tight tummy, my long bare legs and of course, my sweet little pussy. I felt SO naked!!!! While he pressed on my soft little tummy and took a long time down there too, I noticed him just staring at my pussy; a lot.

I still had tan lines from the summer and he commented on them. "It looks like you got some sun this summer Catherine." This seemed creepy because he was looking right at my shaved pussy when he said it.

I said, "Yes, a little I guess." I didn't really want to have this conversation. I just wanted to get out of there.

You know my pussy comes up quite high so Miss Clitty is quite prominent and visible and so are my pretty pussy lips too. It's not hidden between my legs and he got to see it all. I hated it!!!!

When Andre was done touching my tummy, which by the way is a very intimate feeling for us gals, he went to the end of the table and asked me to slide down towards him. 

I hated this part because I had to lift my hips up and 'hump' my way down. I hated that he got to see me do that. It seems like a stripper move or something. I knew he was seeing my pussy spread open adn he was getting to see a lot of my fine butt cheeks too.

Then as I got to the end, he took hold of my bare ankles to guide my feet into the stirrups, which seemed quite far apart. I hated him touching me too. Then to make it worse he pushes on my knees to open them up and says, "Please just relax your legs open Catherine." Oh! I wanted to slp him!

Andre sat on his little roll around stool and got up really close to me and he examined my shaved pussy. ANd I mean close and I mean thoroughly too. I have no doubt he could smell my scent he was so close. I think I even noticed him quietly inhale and smile, but I just tried to block that out. I was even more mortified when he began to touch my pussy all over. 

Honey, you have to believe me, there are certain natural reactions that a woman can't control and when our pussy gets touched a lot it is sort of arousing, especially if we are naked and our legs are spread open. It can't be helped.

I felt Andre pull the hood back on my clitoris and he even touched it! You know when you uncover my clitty what happens. And sure enough it did.

To my horror as Andre looked on, I felt 'Miss Clitty' get huge. Oh how humiliating!!! Just to know Andre knows how big my clit gets and what she looks like and that he got to see her engorged like that just makes me want to shriek!!! He had better not tell any of his buddies who are our friends!

Well when he touched her, it made me buck and he apologized. And he got so see my little butt bounce off the table. Extremely awkward moment number three.

Then he touches each of my labia and runs his fingers, squeezing them between his fingers from the top of them all the way to the bottom of them. I hate to admit that this too was a litte arousing no matter how much I tried to not let it be.

I said, "What are you doing?"

He said he was checking for any 'irregularities'. He did the same on the outer fleshy ones too only then he was actually squeezing them like a miniature breast exam or mini massage. Massaging my pussy lips!!!! Andre!!! How mortifying!!! 

He even felt my 'taint' as you call it. That was strangely arousing too and I felt my pussy get sort of hot. I didn't' want it to either, but I couldn't help it.

Next Andre slides his two fingers inside my pussy and feels all around. He even curled his fingers up and touched my gee spot. When he did that he had his thumb next to Miss Clitty. I'm not sure why, but MAN!!! Did that give me like an electric charge! 

I could feel the wetness come on like a faucet and I could feel my pussy get wet and looser. I was SO embarrassed that he was able to do that to me. And the worst part is he had to notice as I could feel the wetness nearly dripping out of me. Awkward moment number four.

He continued to man-handle my vagina and ended up spending about five long minutes feeling all around inside of me, theoretically feeling for the fibroid thing. 

Oh, and get this; he would just slide my thighs over and move my butt cheeks as he saw fit too.

Now believe me, five minutes is a super long time to have a man's fingers you can't stand inside of your pussy. I felt the back of his hands press against my little soft butt cheeks too. I hated that he got to feel how nice they are.

He said the thing my lady doctor thought was a fibroid was not that and it was nothing to worry about, but he still had his fingers in me for far too long. 

Then Andre puts in the speculum. Well he starts to anyway, but it hurt me. He said he was sorry and he needed a smaller one and he searched through the drawers to get one. 

All the while I am lying there spread eagle in front of your friend with my pussy ten inches from his face! He finally did the Pap smear and touched me a lot in the process too.

I was also embarrassed because I was shaved so smooth. At least when you have some hair down there, you can feel like you're hidden a bit. 

Oh, and when he was touching me I could feel Miss Clitty get huge again. You know how big she gets and with no hair she looks even bigger! 

And to make matters worse, two days ago I accidently bumped into my hot curling iron on the bathroom sink counter and I had a little tiny burn on one of my labia. 

Oh you can bet he noticed that of course. He acted all concerned too. He got really close and looked at it with this big pull over magnifying glass. Can you believe it!?!? It was a huge round magnifying glass with a light on it no less. My little snapper must have looked the size of a huge taco. 

I'm sure he could see every pore in my skin too. He turned my little lip like a tiny page in a book and asked about it. Talk about intimate!!!! 

I could not wait for it to be over. And just when I was hoping it was over, he asked me to roll over on my tummy. I reluctantly did just to get this all over so I could leave. 

He had me lift my hips while he slid a cushion under me. That poked my bubble butt WAY up in the air and really exposed me. 

He said it was to make the next procedure less 'uncomfortable'. Yeah, right! I think he just wanted to your wife's fine butt up in the air for another nice long close up look.

Anyway ... when I raised my hips, the dang little sheet fell on the floor and I was lying there on the table totally bare naked. Oh, but he didn't seem to notice and he just continued. 

He even had the nerve to have me open my legs and bend my leg up at my knees with my feet facing up. I could feel how that little move realy flexed up my bubble butt for him and he seemed to love it cause he said, "Oh I sure can tell you work out." Can you even believe he said that?! I didn't even answer him.

Then I feel Andres hands on my butt cheeks to open them up and I feel him slide his finger in my bottom. Oh that was so embarrassing!!! 

He was really spreading my butt cheeks open and easing my thighs apart too. I know he was getting a 'from behind beaver shot' as you call it, the whole time too. Oh!!! I wanted to die!

Oh, and get this, then he says, "Catherine would you please geton your knees for a minute? I just need to take a little closer look?"

I didn't want to ask him at what so I just got on my knees. Why did I eve do it? I'm so mad at myself. I should have told him to forget it. But I did it.

My back was a little sore so I reverse-arched it out of natural reflex and that just poked my sweet pussy (as you call it) right into his face. I think if he wouldhave puckered his lips htey wouldhave kissed my pussy!

I was shuddering to myself at the horror iof it all, letting this dim wit star up close and personal at my fine bare bottom and sweet little smooth pussy, when I realized my boobs were now hanging down and swaying too.

I quickly looked between my legs and, sure enough, that perv was staring right at them too. But just for a mintue as he got his attention back to touching my bare bottom. 

I could not believe your friend, our daughter's friend's dad, whom I have to see every week, was looking at my bare bottom, TOUCHING NAD FEELING MY FINE BUTT CHEEKS, seeing my pussy from behind and to top it off, he had even had his finger in MY bottom! Yes right inside my butt!!! And he had kept it there for a half a minute too. HOW DID THIS HAPPEN TO ME!!!!!!!

I finally said, "That's enough!" I turned around and sat up, but I didn't want the dirty sheet on me. He was apparently not moving to get me anything else to cover up with so I just stood up and started to get dressed. I wasn't about to just sit naked in front of him. Who knows how long he'd keep talking.

As I stood up, I hoped he'd get the hint and leave, but NO, he just sat there writing up a prescription to give me some salve for the tiny burn, while looking up every two seconds to gwak at me and watch me dress, I might add.

I had left my clothes at the head end of the table, sort of folded up in a little pile. So I had to turn and reach way over the length of the table to get my clothes. I couldn't find my panties right away so I put on my bra. 

I did not want to give this jerk the pleasure of see me bend over in front of him, but I had no choice. If I was going to reach my clothes, I was going to have to let him see my bare bottome and even my pussy too.

I grabbed my sheer bra and turned around. All the while I am trying to act natural and he's looking at me and we're talking while I'm standing there bottomless. Yes me standing there bottomless while he looks at me.

He's watching me hook my bra, spin it around and then tuck my now swollen breasts (from all his man handling), into the bra cups. I just wanted to scream!!!

Sure enough he was still staring at me. And now he was staring my my nipples through my bra. My gosh!!! wasn't seeing them naked and feeing them up for ten mintues then seeing them hanging down and swaying enough for this idiot?!?

I am so furious when I think of it: Your friend just sitting with a smile on his face staring at your vulnerable, completely naked wife! And I can only imagine he had a hard on at my expense too! YUK!!!!

If this had been a nice man that I didn't know and he wouldhav ebeen respectful, I might have enjoyed letting him see me and touch me and we could have had fun recounting it together. But not this weido that we have to see all the time.

Who would have guessed that this was what was going to be happening when you left for work this morning, huh? 

You are out faithfully working hard and your stupid lucky buddy is sitting on a little stool in a tiny room two feet away from me and watching me stand there totally naked while I bend over in front of him and try to put on my clothes! 

The worst part is with me standing on the little pull-out step and he sitting on the little roll around stool, my bare bubble butt and sweet pussy was basically at eye level for him! I felt like a dang stripper.

Leaning over a second time, I still couldn't find my panties so I had to put on my tee shirt next. As I was leaning over the table and again stretching way out to try to find those missing panties and I hated that he got to see me bending over bottomless. 

I knew my pussy was showing too but I figured he'd seen my pussy so much it would probably not even interest him anymore. I was wrong. I looked over my shoulder at him and he was staring right at it!!!

I was exasperated and I finally asked him to help me find my panties. I said. "Andre could you stop staring at me long enough to help me find my panties?!?"

"Oh, ah, yes, yes of course Catherine, I'm sorry." He stammered as he finally seemed to 'snap out' of his daze. 

He walked to the other side of the exam table and got them for me. They had fallen and hooked on a knob. He handed them to me. 

These panties were my super-tiny, red, see-through ones. I never expected anyone to see them. I felt so odd with him handing them to me. I hated him even touching them! And, can you believe it, he just kept talking to me as I stepped into them and pulled them up. 

And of course, being so upset I pulled them up too far and they slid right up my slit and I had to slide them back down and fish them out and refit them. Oh he loved that little part of my ordeal, let me tell you.

Even when I got them on he could see right through them. I felt SO naked! It was like he'd never seen a shaved pussy before the way he stared at me. He was probably staring just because I'm your wife. 

I don't think he realized it but he was leaning on my jeans that were still on the end of the table. I finally had to motion to him and he handed them to me too. 

I put them on and I had to shimmy my hips to pull them up. Stupid Andre looked like he was hypnotized from staring at my pussy so long. I rolled my eyes as I stepped into my shoes and took the prescription and we walked out together.

Honey I am so sorry!!! Now your buddy has touched and seen your wife completely naked. What will you do when you see him? Well at least I looked nice and had a nice clean smooth shaved pussy. That is the only silver lining I could think of.

I can't believe Andre felt up my boobs for so long, and he pinched my nipples, saw them go from puffy to hard, touched all over my bare tummy, spent five minutes moving his fingers in my pussy, stared at it through a huge magnifying glass, even touching my gee spot and Miss Clitty, then he even touched and saw my flexed up bare bottom with me on my knees and he even got to put his finger in my butt!!!! 

I just want to SCREAM!!!! And believe it or not, I think the worst part was having to stand naked with my bare bottom and sweet pussy at his eye level and get dressed while he watched. 

I wonder what it will be like when I see him again the next time he drops off his daughter. Will he always picture me naked when he looks at me?

You will have to help get my mind off of this when you get home. At his point I feel like moving! Oh and this better not turn youon to know he saw me naked either. Or I'll just scream again!!!

Love, Catherine