0 comments/ 47653 views/ 4 favorites Wake Up By: *bratcat* I open the door quietly so as not to wake you. By the light of the bathroom, I unzip my dress and let it slip to the floor. I undo my sheer black bra and toss it to the floor, hooking my thumbs in my thong, I slide it down and step out of it. Then, lifting up the edge of the sheet I softly mold my body next to yours. I press my breasts against your back and curl my legs inside yours, spooning you, matching my breathing to yours. I lay like that, quiet and content, until I can no longer stand it. I press my lips softly to your shoulder as I feel my nipples harden against the skin of your back. One finger slowly travels the length of your arm, from the shoulder to the wrist. I stop as I hear you murmur. Not wanting to wake you up just yet, I force myself to lie still again. Then, no longer able to stop, my fingers slide over your hip and gently caress your flat tummy. I flatten my hand out over your belly button. The goose bumps rising on your skin make me tingle. My hand slowly slides up over your belly to your nipple... my fingers carefully bring one to attention. I feel the motion of your body change as your breathing pattern changes. I know that you are almost awake... I tease your nipple a little more, making you squirm. As I feel you try and press your body closer to my fingers, I slide the tips down your chest and cup your hip. Kneading your skin beneath my hand, I never let my hand stop in any one place for long...over your hip, down your thigh, back up to your ass, and then finally down to the spot that I want. Cupping your balls gently in my hand, I squeeze them lightly. I keep playing only with your balls even though you try to shift your body so that your cock would end up in my hand. I know you are fully awake as you suddenly shift your body and your arms draw me on top of you. Your hand entwines my hair and pulls my mouth down to meet yours. Almost giving up control, I kiss your mouth firmly, and then raise my head slightly. With my naked body laying on yours, each nerve cell on fire, I trace the outside of your lips with the tip of my tongue. Licking every part of your lips, encouraging them to become full and wet, I then slide my tongue deep inside your mouth. Playing tag with your tongue, I make love to your mouth. The pattern shifts as, with a soft moan, you pull my head closer to your mouth and take over the rhythm by sucking firmly on my tongue. Harder, then softer, then harder again, you make my body weak with desire as you thoroughly fuck my tongue. I give up all pretense of control as your tongue then finds it's way inside my mouth. Probing, teasing, inserting your tongue in and out of my mouth. I can feel your cock between my legs. Needing to feel you inside of me, I move my hips until the head of your cock lays at the wet, enticing opening of my pussy. I play with you there, sliding my pussy lips across the tip of your cock. Then, as your tongue thrusts itself into my mouth, I capture your entire cock within my pussy. You groan into my mouth as I take the entire length of you deep inside me. Our mouths match the rhythm of our bodies as the hardness of your tongue and your cock pump in and out. There is no rush in our movements, just a soft, easy rhythm. In, holding still for a second, then out... almost all the way out, then a thrust back in. I release your tongue, as I need to feel you deeper inside of me. I press my hands against your nipples and sit up, impaling myself upon your thick, hard cock. The entire length of you slides deep inside the warmth of my pussy. Then, raising my hips up, the cold air mixes with our damp skin, sending chills over both of our bodies as I slide your cock almost all the way out of my pussy. Your hands grab my ass and firmly impale your cock deep inside of me again. I sit up straighter, arching my back and cupping my breasts with my hands. I dimly hear your hoarse whisper telling me how much you love to see me play with my nipples. I moan as you fuck me deep and hard, as I pull on my nipples. I whimper as you suddenly lift me off your cock and turn me over onto all fours. Then as you lift my ass into the air, and thrust your cock deep into my pussy from behind, my hand reaches down to play with my clit. Your balls slap against my ass cheeks as you pound in and out of my flesh. Your hands reach under and close over my breasts. Pumping my ass into your hips as you fuck me from behind, the rhythm of my fingers on my clit gets faster. Rubbing and circling, the wetness of my juices soak us both. Your hands squeeze and tease my nipples. The sounds of our lovemaking fill the room... the slap of your balls against my skin, the wet, squishy sound of your cock sliding in and out of my pussy, my moans mix with your moans and then... Your voice... "Cum for me, cum with me." My fingers on my clit send fire throughout my body, god I am so close, your fingers knead my breasts, then the pressure builds... your cock pumps in and out as you lean down and nip my shoulder. I give a lingering moan and the orgasm engulfs me. My body quivers and my pussy tightens against your shaft, sending you into an incredible orgasm. The smell of sex permeates the room as our juices flow and mix together. Wake Up The kiss ended, and Tammy knew she had just cheated on her boyfriend. It was soft and good, since Mark was an excellent kisser. She opened her eyes, and looked around the room. It was all dark, save for a lone light above the sink, and the hotel television blathering out its random noise. Her roommates were asleep already, which was no wonder as it was already one in the morning. Mark opened his eyes and looked her all over. "Look... I'm sorry Tammy. I... I just..." "Shh. It's ok Mark. I'm not mad. It's just... you know I can't do this... with Bill around." "Bill... do you want to know exactly what Bill is?" "Sure," she whispered, leaning back on her pillow, "What?" Mark stood up from the still-made bed. He looked somewhat funny to Tammi, as he was still wearing his dress shirt and pants from the day's seminar, and was very wrinkled. "He's enjoying this. He likes calling you up every night and chewing you out over these stupid things... you're there for him every day of the week, and you go away for one weekend and he can't handle it. It's his self-esteem. He has no self-esteem at all, and he's taking it all out on you, and you deserve better than that." "He thinks I'm cheating on him. He's paranoid." "Yes, exactly! He's paranoid..." "And I guess that's ok since I am kissing other boys, hmm?" Mark stopped. Tammi smiled inside, knowing that she had him. He did look very cute with his rumpled brown hair and just a little stubble. But that was enough. Enough fun. "Look," she said, sitting up, "You really cool, and I like you. You're smart. But I can't cheat on him... that'll just validate everything he says." "But he has no right to say it anyway! He's been saying it on every trip you go on, and you've never done anything. He deserves to become a self-fulfilling prophecy." "Look Mark... I need rest. Please?" She stood up and smiled at him. He smiled back and embraced her. He hugged her very tightly, which she loved, and she squeezed back. He brushed her cheek with his hand and kissed her softly on the tip of her nose. "Go on," she whispered, "Go." Mark turned, and walked through the portal to the guys'' room, which was connected to the girls'. He shut the door softly. Tammi shut the door connected to her room, and sat back down on her bed. Her roommates and fellow Politics Society members were snoring softly, only blurry lumps in the other bed. She bowed her head and stared down. She was rather wrinkled herself, still in her tan dress. She rubbed her bare feet through the cheap carpet. Mark was really nice and very kind. He was also totally right about Bill. She stood up and began to slowly remove her dress, buttoning down the back. Bill was very nice when she was at home, very loving. She wondered if they fucked too much, if that's why he couldn't stand it when she left. It's his damn pride, he can't even jerk off without feeling bad. Her dress fell to the ground, and she walked into the bathroom. Her eyes were baggy in the mirror. She thought it made her whole face seem older. Tammi actually has a very refined face, her eyes sparkling with intelligence. Her hair was a long mass of brown curls, down to the middle of her back. Her lips were big, which was what really attracted Mark to her smile. She took in her whole body, which was enormously well rounded. She weighed about one-forty, and every pound was put to the best use. Her large breasts were scooped tightly into a cream-colored bra, and her butt was softly nestled in matching lacy panties. She scratched her tummy, which was just a tiny bit big, and removed her contacts. She thought about how much Mark would love to see her like this. But no, she couldn't. Not at all. She turned on the shower, set it to hot, and pulled off her bra. Her double C cups bounced free, and she was surprised to notice that her nipples were still hard. She had liked it. No doubting that. But no. She was just horny, she thought. After all, she had sex with Bill almost every day. She did not drink or smoke, but sex was her vice. She liked it so much. She noted that her sexual prime was still a good decade away, and wondered what she'd be like then. She'd be married, of course. Married to Bill. She'd wake up on her thirtieth birthday, to the soft, lush feeling of Bill's kiss. He'd whisper "I love you," and they'd kiss again, this time until she wanted to dose off. And she'd drowsily drift away to a nap in his arms. When she woke, he'd kiss her again, and they'd continue the game until noon, when she'd be so horny she'd be almost bursting. Bill would carry her down to their parlor (they would definitely have a parlor) and lay her down in a big easy chair. He'd tease her and pleasure her until she'd be almost sobbing in need and then... The steam snapped Tammi out of her revelry. She'd better get moving, as she had to get up early. She pulled down her panties, and noticed that they had grown very moist. She quickly inserted a finger into her vagina, and a minor explosion of pleasure shot through her legs. She was very wet. She removed her panties and hopped into the shower. As she washed, she wondered about Bill. Did she really want him so badly? Was it really a dream of her future with him she had enjoyed? Or was it just sex? She lathered herself in body lotion, her hands gingerly exploring her pussy. Maybe she'd just masturbate here? She soon readied enough of her fantasies to last an hour or more. She'd enjoy herself until she was drooling and gasping for air, with hot water washing everything away... but no. She had to get to bed. She scrubbed away the last of the soap, and turned off the water. She stepped out and grabbed a towel. It was sex, she decided. Nothing but another sex fantasy. She had a hundred of them, a thousand. A loving husband meant nothing more to her than another way to be turned on. She thought it was sad, in a way. Always fantasizing. It could not be healthy. She stepped out of the bathroom. The air in the main room was very cool, and goose bumps formed all over her body. "Why do I fantasize all the time?" she asked herself. "Why did I kiss Mark? Was it giving me fuel for another dream, another ten sex encounters in my head? Why do I dream so much?" She decided that comfort was the key tonight. She slid on a new sky-blue thong and pulled it up very tightly, snuggling her still sensitive pussy in a bed of velvety softness. She put on her satin purple nightie, her boobs and tummy surrounded by such comfort; she could almost sleep standing up. The satin was a little chilly on her moist flesh, though, but that only made it better. The television was still blaring, and she turned it off. The only remaining light was over the sink, and that was snuffed as well. All quiet save for her roommates snoring and... Was the television on in the boy's room? There was a slow, soft chatter. She absent-mindedly went to the door and listened. No, it was not electronic; it was one of the guys. Just talking in bed. She was about to turn away, when she heard her name. Tammy. Very clearly. She pressed her ear to the door, but it did not help. Were they talking about her? Well, she talked about them to the girls, so it was not any of her business, she thought. But what? What were they saying? It sounded like only one guy anyway. She decided to risk opening the boy's door (which Mark had not fully shut) just a crack and pressed her ear to the opening. Her eyes widened and her breath slipped as she heard what was said more clearly. "Oh Tammy... Tammy. Oh God, fuck me harder... fuck me Tammi, shit... oh shit fuck me... oh God work your ass, oh fuck yes..." And so on. Tammi ducked back in her room. It was Mark. She was sure. Mark was masturbating over her. She had to see, she could not leave this up to chance. She carefully slid her head into the open space. It was dark, but she could make out Mark on his bed. He kept whispering and groaning his sexual desires. Tammi was surprised at how clearly she could make out the scene. Mark's blanket was only up to the knees of his legs, one of which was off the bed. She was also surprised to notice that he was totally nude. She was astounded to see that his roommate (one of three) was asleep in the same bed beside him. She looked at his roommate, sleepily oblivious, and then turned to Mark, stroking and squeezing his dick, his eyes shut tight, lost in his own fantasy. Tammi suddenly felt a blast of warmth, of tingling all over. She was very, very aroused. She crossed her bare legs and stood on her naked toes for a better view. Mark whispered about how good her body felt, and she noticed that he began to pump his hips upward as he stroked his hard penis over and over. Her mouth began to water as she saw how big Mark's cock was. From her view he seemed at least as large as Bill, and Mark was a much smaller guy in both height and weight. She gasped and gritted her teeth as she saw him wipe away a spurt of pre-cum as he moaned that she was the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen. She spun around and closed the door to her room. She shook all over. She shut her eyes and began to consider what to do. She could go to bed and try to sleep. But this was a very rare opportunity. She had never seen a guy masturbate over her, save for when she told Bill to. She wanted to watch more. But what could she do? Masturbate herself? She had already felt her fingers creeping down to the lip of her thong before. But what if her roommates woke up? Hell, what if his own roommates woke up. She thought it was very hot that he was masturbating right next to another guy, that he was so pleasured by his dream of her that he did not care at all. She shouldn't care either. She should just... She said to herself: "What would I want? I dream all the time. I'd love for them to come true. I'd love it more than anything. He'd love it too." It would be cheating. But she had cheated already. Cheated in her head a thousand times. Kissed another boy. This would be just like a fantasy, only real, and so much better. Just sex. Like her dreams. She squealed aloud for a second, and she accepted what she would do. Her whole body was alive with desire and ready for something totally new. She opened her door, then slowly opened the door to the guys' room. Mark was not done, luckily. He had stamina too. He was still softly pumping his cock into his own hand. She smiled wider than she had in a long time as he whispered about how he wanted to feel her lips on his dick, then his mouth, than his dick again, then his mouth again. She stepped into the room, on her toes to avoid making too much noise. She stopped at the foot of the bed and looked at Mark all over, enjoying himself totally over her. She whispered: "Mark." Mark opened his eyes, and gasped loudly as he sat up. He did not notice his roommate snort and nearly wake up, he only saw the girl he was making love to in his mind only seconds ago, standing inches from his feet. His eyes were locked on her as she softly walked to the side of the bed, her brown hair damp and stringy, her soft, pale legs approaching him, clothed only at the very top by a tiny purple nightie, each step revealing breathtaking inches of her thighs. He watched her breasts bounce softly, her cleavage almost bursting from the little gown she wore. She reached his side, and knelt. He could not say a word, just stare up from his pillow at her face, so calm and serene. She touched his bare chest with the tips of her fingers, and rubbed them up and down. He laughed, as he was ticklish. She whispered: "You like me that much, Mark? To fuck yourself in front of everyone?" "Yeah..." said Mark, catching his breath, "I like you more than that." "Now do you like me, or do you want to fuck me?" He paused for a minute. "Both. I like you a lot, and I want to respect what you want to do. I don't want you to wreck anything you want with your life..." She nudged his cheek with her nose. "But you think I'm pretty, right? You want to fuck me too, right?" "Yes... yes, you're so gorgeous... you're amazing in every way. I've never wanted to have sex with anyone as much as I want you." She kissed him, backed up, and ran her tongue along his lips. Then she kissed his chin, and playfully licked his nose. "Oh... oh fuck Tammi... I want you so much..." "Then will you fuck me nice and hard?" He looked at her and chuckled, his nervousness fading. He kissed both of her cheeks and softly smooched her lips. "No. I'm going to enjoy every inch of your body, till you're so hot you're gonna cry. Then we'll fuck really slowly until we're both sick of it." "Good," she smiled, "good deal." She stood up, and helped him out of bed. They walked out the room's main door, into the hotel's hall, her in that sexy nightie, him naked and still fully aroused. The hall was empty, which was fortunate, as they had not checked to see if anyone was there before walking out. Tammy leaned up against the wall near the room's door and gazed at Mark. It was very odd to see him (or any man for that matter) standing nude in a hallway that was usually milling with people. Mark moved in very close to her and smooched her lips again. Tammi lifted her feet and stood them on top of Mark's and folded her arms around his shoulders as she relaxed on the wall. "You know..." she began, giggling at the inherent silliness of the situation, "You know, it's not very nice to jerk off right next to another guy in bed..." "Oh, Tim?" he said, "He wouldn't notice if I was jerking him off." Tammi snickered and pulled Mark in closer for another kiss. Their lips pressed, enjoying the stillness and warmth of each other, and then Mark's tongue slowly entered Tammi's mouth. She let him explore around a bit, then stroked his tongue with her own. They grew fiercer and excited, their tongues wrapping around each other and twisting everywhere. Tammi sucked down sharply and extracted all the juice from Mark's tongue, like a baby enjoying its bottle. Mark groaned in joy and pressed up against Tammi even harder. She felt the heat of his naked form through her dress, and felt the sweat of his naked legs on her own. Standing on his feet meant that she was now taller than him by a little, and when they stopped kissing, he rubbed his lips around her chin and planted quick kisses on the side of her neck, each like a tiny explosion she could feel down to her belly. She embraced him fully, and ran the tips of her nails down his smooth back, down his ass, then around to his own stomach and chest. He hummed in enjoyment and pulled away from her a little bit. She ran her fingers across his face and lips, and he opened his mouth and gently sucked on one of her index fingers. Now she gasped for the first time and shut her eyes for a moment. She could not believe she was doing this, but she knew her chances of doing it again may be small, and the feeling would never be the same with a guy she really knew well. She danced the fingers of her free hand back down his tummy, and down to his penis. She opened her eyes and looked at it very closely. It was really not as big as it had looked in the shadowy room, and it was totally unshaven, which she actually kind of liked. She rustled her fingers through his pubic hair, still damp and sticky, and gently massaged his testicles. He responded by sucking down harder on her finger. She ran her hand behind him, and pushed his ass toward her. His cock pressed up to her own private spot, and she cooed along with him. She pulled her finger out of his mouth and softly pulled up her nightie, and draped it over his penis, so it now rubbed up directly to her thong and her naked thighs. "C'mon... rub it up..." she hissed, breathlessly. He responded in obedience, and slowly ground his penis up against her barely clothed pussy. Up and down, he stroked his cock against her, rubbing the head on the soft, hot flesh of her thighs, and pressing up, enjoying the sensation of the soft fabric against his penis until his head was above her panty line, and flesh was felt again. The teasing of his dick against the lips of her pussy was so intense, Tammi found herself groaning with each stroke. For a second she feared that her knees would buckle, but the wall behind her gave her support. Mark stopped after a few minutes, and stepped away, a thin line of pre-cum still connecting his dick to her panties. "Sorry," he whispered, "I was afraid I was going to cum." "Don't be..." she responded, catching her breath, "But be sure to save yourself..." "I know... I know..." The stopped speaking and gazed at each other with glazed eyes. "Tammi..." Mark said. "Hm?" "Can I undress you? Seeing as I'm naked here and all..." "Say please." "Please?" "Please... what?" she teased. "Please can I take off all of your clothes? And stare at you naked?" "Well... only if you stare." "I swear I will. You look so hot in this little gown I almost don't want to take it off you..." "Then take it off me really, really slowly." "Right." She got off of his feet, and he backed up. He fell to his knees on the carpet, and embraced her, rubbing his head down her gown to the bottom, still well above her knees. He tugged down on the dress and Tammi giggled in anticipation. Then, to her surprise and utter delight, he bent down to her left ankle, and ran his tongue up the full length of her leg, licking her all the way up to the panty lip on her left thigh, and then over to her belly button. She gasped out a shout of pleasure. Mark pulled his mouth away from her tummy, and gazed at her blue thong as he held up her dress. Tiny spots of moistness were all over the front, which could just barely cover her pussy. He licked the delicious flesh right next to the thong by her vagina, and it was very warm and moist with syrup. He teased the thong, pressing his tongue against her clothed pussy lips as Tammi wildly gasped for air up above. He stopped, and kissed his way down her right leg, and kissed all five of her toes. "Turn around," he huffed. She did, and threw her arms up as she faced the wall and leaned toward it. Mark savored the sight of the purple nightie still covering her rear, then drew the dress all the way up to the small of her back. The thong was very tight and absolutely tiny; her ass was almost totally exposed, with a tiny line of blue splitting her cheeks. Mark grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them even further apart as she yelped. Again, he ran his tongue forcefully up the tiny blue line. Tammy felt him licking her, praying to feel the warm rush of his tongue on her asshole, but her thong cruelly preventing it. He tortured her a bit more, and finally stood up. He pulled the dress up over her head and up her arms. It fell to the floor, and now the only item of clothing worn by either of them was the tiny blue thong, very wet indeed. Mark pressed his penis up tightly against her, sandwiching it between his own stomach and her butt. Tammi focused on the sensation of his dick so close to her. His hands found hers, pressed to the wall above her head, and they clasped together tightly as he began to lick, then kiss, and then suck every inch of her back. For fifteen minutes Mark worked all the way from the back of her neck down to the rim of her panties and up again, three times over. The sweet taste of her freshly washed flesh and the intoxicating smell of his licking her drove Mark wild. Tammi was now moaning aloud, not caring who heard her, and it felt like wonderful hours as he enjoyed her body. Finally, he turned her back around to face him. She was flushed and sweating. "Oh... oh wow... oh shit Mark, I didn't know you were this... considerate." "Well... well hey... you drove me crazier than this, and you weren't even really there... it's just... you being you that drives me nuts..." Wake Up "Shit... me too, me fucking too... you don't know how many years I'm gonna spent fingering myself thinking about what you just did..." "You don't have to right now..." "Yes... oh, I fucking know that... I don't want to here..." "Ok..." "Stairwell. Let's go there!" "Alright Tammi." Both on the verge of bursting, the two supported each other's quivering bodies, as Mark snatched Tammi's nightie from the floor. They pushed through the exit doors, and entered the stairwell, lit only by a single light by the door. Tammi grabbed the nightie and dropped it on the steps, and bent over to spread it out. She twisted around, and lay down on the steps, atop the dress. She found it surprisingly comfortable (likely from being so horny) and rested one leg on the railing. Mark knelt before her again, and for the first time, gazed upon her naked breasts. They were big enough that they each leaned in a different direction as she lay. He scooped up her boobs in his hands and rapidly licked her nipples with the very tip of his tongue. She moaned again and squealed as he stuffed as much of her right tit into his mouth as he could and sucked very, very hard. Not giving her time to breathe, he grabbed both of her legs together in one arm and pulled off her thong with the other hand. After a struggle, it cleared her toes, and he put the damp ball of fabric on the step above her head. Tammi felt the cold air on her pussy, and knew it was time to take charge. Not giving him any more time, she spread her legs, pressed his face to hers, and pulled his penis into her with her own hands. He began pumping in earnest, and she wrapped her legs around his back like a vice. She never let his face leave hers, and when they didn't kiss furiously they just breathed each other's air. Tammi had not yet cum, but already knew that the whole experience was one of the best she had ever had. As he fucked her madly, she compared every feeling to the ones she had made for herself in her many fantasies. This was better, as she was so ready for it, so dripping with desire for his dick, that each pump felt like a new blast of fulfilling relief. She loved it, even thought she knew it was not all that different from fucking her boyfriend. She loved the idea most of all. Pounding a guy she didn't know well, and doing it slowly and sensually, like they had known each other for years. It was grand. She was almost ashamed at how quickly she came, and she shouted out her orgasm as loud as she could, wanting the whole world to know how much she was loving this illicit sex. Mark went to pull out, but Tammi's orgasm was not finished, and she violently pressed his body to hers. "Keep going... fuck... oh God keep going, cum like you mean it, cum right inside me..." she howled. Mark again obeyed, and made the first sexual noise of the night also screaming out his orgasm, as his pumps grew frantic and powerful and he shot a twenty-second load deep inside of Tammi. The two finished their enjoyment, and gazed at each other once more, each one dripping with sweat. Mark pulled out and lay along side of her on the steps. Tammi pulled the nightie out from under her and draped it across their genitals. They laid for ten minutes in silence, savoring the afterglow. Finally, Mark spoke. "What does this mean?" "What?" "This, all this..." Tammi was silent for a second, then spoke. "It's your dream." "My dream..." "Yeah. We shared your fantasy. It became mine too. It's a lot better than with only yourself." Mark gazed at the gorgeous, sweaty girl next to him, the skin of their legs still touching. "So... it's a one-night thing?" "Is that ok?" "Yeah... I know you have your boyfriend..." "Well he has low self-esteem anyhow." "But you love him..." "No I don't. I like him. I think that's why I don't feel so bad. I like him, but I have to leave him sometime. Sometime soon. I'm young, and I have to live without someone looking out for me every second." "So... you don't like me that much either." She smiled. "I like you too Mark. But this was just our dream. We'll have this to remember and play with ourselves to forever." "Yeah... yeah, I know. You're too cool a girl to get tied down yet anyway." "Am I cool, Mark?" "You're the coolest girl I know, Tammi." She rolled over and hugged him. "I don't want to be cool. But thanks anyway." They stood up, Tammi holding her wet clothes, and walked back into the hall naked. Mark got to his door and turned to her. "So, are we gonna dream together again Tammi?" She paused. "I don't know. There are other dreams to see." Mark smiled very widely. "You bitch. Good night." She blew a kiss, and walked into her own room. Everyone still asleep. She did not look at the clock, as it would only be bad news. She threw on an old shirt so her roommates would not wonder what was going on. She climbed into bed, her own bed, and thought for a second. Yes, tonight was worth it all. The rush of joy that comes from new experience rose in her belly. She curled up under the covers, and slept better than usual. Copyright 2001, Alex Finch. All rights reserved. Wake Up I arrive home after working nights and climb into bed with you. You snuggle up to me – the warmth from your body and the softness of you breast pressed against me lull me to sleep quickly. Later in the morning you get up. You watch TV for a bit and muck around – after midday you run yourself a nice long bubble bath. You start to get undressed for your bath. You decide to give yourself a good shave – all over. You work do you legs and pussy making them all nice and smooth – you love the feeling of your pussy being bald, you start thinking of your pussy being licked and start getting wet. You sneak into the bedroom and grab your waterproof toy. You jump back into the bath, you lather yourself up, running your hands over your body, gently over your hard nipples enjoying the feeling. You continue to reach down to your now smooth pussy, you run you hands over it, gently brushing your clit. Grabbing your toy you turn it onto a low hum and slowly ease it over your clit, you're are enjoying the sensation of the hot water and vibration on your pussy. You turn it up more and slip your dolphin deep inside you. Mmmm – that feels good – its warmed up with the water and also pushed some of the hot water into your already warm very wet hole as you slipped it into you. You lather up you hands and reach down to play more, you rub your clit and reach further round to gently rub your tight little hole. Your mind start to wander – think of me fucking your wet pussy, and knowing how much I would love to feel my hard dick slide into your tight little ass. Without thinking one of your fingers dips into your tight hole and you start to finger your tight ass while rubbing your clit. You quickly cum doing this. You leave your toy in yourself vibrating away as you wash up. You pull the plug and relax as the water goes down around you, running down off your beautiful body. You fuck yourself some more with your toy as lay in the quickly emptying bath. Then you get out and dry yourself off. You put your rob on and still feeling horny you decide to surprise me. You sneak back into the bedroom and get something sexy and skimpy, and some of your toys and the lube. Ducking back into the bathroom you start to prepare yourself. You run the sink full of warm water and wash off your toys, then you grab a small vibrator and lube it up, you squat down and ease it into your tight ass, mm – you like your ass being used when you are in the right mood – and you think you might be today. You play with your ass for a bit until its comfortable, rinsing your toy in the water and cleaning it off you get the next biggest one and do the same thing – you continue on till you have a mid size vibrator in your tight little ass, filling it nicely – it feels good having your ass full and you feel nice and slippery. You dress in whatever it is you pulled out, you also slip one of your vibrating bullets into your wet pussy and turn the vibration up. Mmm – you think it would be a good idea to let me take pics – cause it doesn't happen often – you grab the camera and also the leads to connect it to the tv. You then sneak into the bedroom, putting the camera next to the bed you plug the AVI extension leads into the TV and then connect them to the camera. You then kneel next to the bed and gently reach under the sheets, you slowly wrap you hand around my already hard cock, I let out a light moan as you do – grinning you slowly ease the cover back till I'm uncovered. You climb gently take the head of my hard cock into your mouth and start to suck, you slide my cock deep into your mouth and just hold it as you play with my balls. You love the feeling of your mouth being filed with cock – makes your pussy even wetter than it is. With you free hand you slowly ease your vibrator in and out of your slippery ass. You slip my cock out of your warm mouth. You know I was enjoying it by the noises I was making, you put a couple of toys and the lube in easy reach of the bed, you make sure that what the camera see is on the tv and then you crawl up between my legs, you slip my balls into you mouth – slowly sucking on them as you wank my hard cock. You look up and see my eyes open enjoying the sight. You slip my balls out of your mouth and give my hard cock a long lick as site up for me. God you look so sexy in lingerie! You direct me to the camera and I take a few pics of you sitting there – then you continue to work on my cock with your mouth – I take a few more. Then you start to crawl up my body – your breasts rubbing against em as your do – I take more pics – some of than great cleavage, but mostly of you sexy eyes – you have beautiful eyes baby!! You then whisper to me to lay still and close my eyes - I feel you start to suck my cock, but also you hands now slippery sliding all over it – you take your mouth away and start wanking me – sliding your hands all over my hard cock it feels so good – I'm thinking you going to give me a wicked hand job – but then you stop. I feel some movement (you taking the vibrator from your still lubed ass). Then I feel you crawl up my body again – kissing your way up – I'm thinking you are going to slid your hot pussy into my hard cock – but I feel instead the tightness of your ass pushed against the head of my cock instead of your warm wet pussy. You ass is loose enough and slippery enough that the head of my cock quickly slips inside you – you stop there adjusting to the size. I open my eyes and look at you – I see you grinning at me and you say to just lay still and don't do anything. You slowly start to ease yourself further down – doing little in out movements and stopping occasionally – my god it feels so good and so tight!! You feel nice and relaxed and in control – you're actually enjoying it. Finally you feel the base of my cock and you know you have me all in your tight ass. You feel full!! You stop and just snuggle up to me savouring the feeling – knowing that I am loving it – I cuddle you and and whisper how much I love you to you. You grab your remote and turn it up setting the toy in your very wet pussy vibrating – I feel it inside you and tell you how good it is. You slowly ease your self into a sitting position and tell me to take pics cause you don't know when you will do this again. You slowly start to rock a bit getting used to it then you lean back – letting me get a good view of my cock up your ass and you dripping pussy – I of course take pics – then use a vibrator on your clit as you sit there – good I love. You're still wearing the lingerie and you look so good!! You are feeling a lot bolder now and enjoying your ass fucking – You slowly start to spin around so your are facing the tv – you tell me you want to see what's happing – I get some good pics of you fucking me with your ass – which you see al of – You ask for the camera and I hand it over – you position it in between my legs looking up at you ass and pussy – I can see on the tv it has a great shot of you full ass and wet pussy – you pull the toy from your wet hole and ask for your big toy – You set the camera to movie and lean back and ease you big dildo into your wet hole – god it looks good on tv – I wrap my arms around you giving you support – occasionally brushing your very hard nipples setting you moaning. You get a bit more vigorous with your fucking and have and orgasm – You the take the toy out and sit up and face me again – cock still in your ass – then you start to fuck me like my cock was in your pussy. I quickly cum in your ass. You cuddle up to me before slipping yourself off. You get on your hands and knees giving me a good view of your fucked ass and pussy – the cum slowly leaking from your ass – you want pic – so I do. Then your clean up and snuggle back up to me – we lie like that for a bit – your feel nicely satisfied. Wake Up Rachel was not fully awake when she felt his fingers in her hair and at her throat. She started quickly, then eased. His familiar smell. A groan escaped her lips, in sleepy protest, "Oh, Miguel, don't scare me like that." "Hm, love?" he whispered back in mock question. He eased onto the bed. Still in her dreaming daze, she inhaled him. The sweat of Miguel's work was still on his skin. Home from the night shift and clearly horny. Oh Jesus. He was already naked as he pressed himself, closer, against her back. She felt his hard erection against the soft curve of her ass, her panties and the nightslip a thin and useless barrier. She groaned again. "Miguel..." He pressed hard against her again, fingered away her straw-blond hair, kissed the nape of her neck and breathed in her ear. "Hm," he responded, in that way that was part question and its own answer. Still sleepy, she swatted back at him. More protest. "Miguel, come on, what time is it?" In answer, he lifted the edge of the slip along her thighs. Groaning again, Rachel rolled away from her onto her belly. "No, Miguel. I am still tired..." She heard his breathing deepen and felt the pressure of his weight as he shifted to mount her. She moved to roll away again, but he put the force of his thick body across her back, pressing her down into the mattress. His hands, rough and callused, were down at her waist. She gasped as he quickly pulled her slip up and away, and swore as he brusquely ripped her panties away. She bucked to raise him from her back, but that only brought her perfect hole closer to his insistent, ready cock. He grunted, and swiftly entered her...only to find her dripping, wet and waiting. Miguel whistled low then, and whispered darkly, "You lying, little whore." He pulled her roughly up onto her knees and back, deep upon his thick shaft. Rachel looked back at him, her green eyes dark with her own lust, her face framed by the tangle of her hair. "Did you wake me to insult me or to fuck me?" Grabbing her waist tightly, Miguel thrust sharply and deeply into her slit, making Rachel cry out. He battered her cunt then: fast, sharp thrusts that spoke little of the love he had whispered in her ear. Rachel whimpered, panted and dug her nails into the sheets to weather the welcome assault. When he tired of the feel of the thin gown between them, he ripped it as he had the panties, cursing and tearing it from her soft skin, bruising her. Rachel bucked wild against him then. These moments aroused her: his dominance, his callousness, his careless taking of her as if to fill some low, base need. Her tight pussy dripped with pleasure. His cock swelled in answer. Rachel heard then the sharp change in Miguel's breathing, the short gasps and calls, and then the deeper rhythmic slap of his hips against her ass as he approached his climax. "Rachel! Oh god Rachel!" She felt his hot load fill her cunt, his deepest thrusts as if to bury himself in her. Then he fell away from her, groaning, limp on his back, his breathing labored, labored, then slowing... Rachel crumpled to the bed, used, her cunt hot with her own drippings and his cum, and her skin slick from their fucking. Dawn filled the room with its half-light and shadows receded from the bed. She looked over at Miguel then and found him looking back at her. His dark eyes soft in the morning light, loving and tender, and his breathing quiet with his release. He raised a hand, somewhat weakly, and stroked her wet back. "Good morning, my love. Time to get up." Rachel sighed and smiled. "Finally, some recognition that you are not the only one who works around here." -- END -- Wake Up! I felt you lying on top of me when I woke up. I almost freaked out at the pressure I was feeling on my breasts from your weight... but then I saw your face above mine and I registered that my cunt was slick with desire. I wondered how long you had been trying to wake me up. "You trying to wake me up hun??" You just smiled at me. An evil grin that told me you were doing just that. "I want you now baby... I waited all of ten minutes before starting to wake you... I was impatient for you to wake up on your own. You sleep through almost everything. I've been writhing around and making groaning noises for ages while I was getting myself off." I smiled at you... "So how long?" Your knee bolted into the crevice in between my thighs. "Long enough that that must feel great... I was starting to become quite dejected and thought you might never wake up." I was starting to come awake now as your fingers trailed lightly over my hips. Your nails scratching my stomach as you lifted my singlet hem higher. I tried to move my arms to embrace you. But I found them tied to the bed posts with my satin ties. "... so bout thirty minutes huh?" You giggled at my sudden nervousness. Which was becoming more intense as I felt your fingers and nails making more progress over my almost naked torso. "Well I did start by tying you down, of course. Didn't want you injuring me in your sleep and all. Then we might not have been able to get to the bit where you're awake... like now." As I became more awake, I began to notice more things about my present circumstance. My legs were also tied to the bed ends at the bottom of my bed. Thats when I saw what your ultimate plan might entail. You were wearing a new strap-on. And I must say I was very scared when I saw the size of it and what you had in mind for me this morning. The purple of it was bright against the early morning light. You followed my gaze and laughed out loud as you guessed my thoughts. "Oh yes baby. I'm definately not wearing this for no reason." You chuckled as my hips arched to make contact with any part of you close enough to my dripping hole to help relieve the tension I was feeling. You lifted yourself away from me. "You really want me now, don't you?" I whimpered helplessly. I knew you could feel the juices now pouring out of me as you continued your assault on my senses. I could feel the juice run down my slit and over my arsehole. Your knee rubbed harder against my clit. My moisture covered you thigh. You had begun to suck and lightly tease my nipples with your tongue and my mind was reeling. "Answer me!" Your teeth trapped my nipple and sharply bit hard into the tip of it. I squealed in surprise and pain. My breathing became more ragged and your gloating laughter filled my ears. That sound from you made my body quiver. "I said answer me... or I'll stop right now and leave you here tied up till I feel like coming back." I had no choice now. I had to tell you. "Yes." It came out ragged and harsh. I was completely at your mercy and you knew it from that one word. "Y-y-yes I want you. I want you so much my cunt burns every time I even think about you possessing me." I hadn't meant to be so honest with you. I hadn't meant to sound so desperate to feel you on top of me, inside of me. But it was too late. I had told you and now you could do whatever you wanted to me, knowing I wanted you to. Your arms snaked underneath my back and lifted my chest towards you. I felt your tongue on my stomach. Playing with my belly button. Darting around and inside of it. Your tongue trailed from my belly button upwards. Leaving a trail of moisture that gave me tingles when the cold air whispered over it. Your tongue went from one breast to the other. Swirling both nipples. Catching them and then releasing them to catch them again. One of your hands slid down my back and I could feel you pick up something next to me. Something very cold and slippery. Your other hand released me and I fell back onto the matress. I strained against the bonds to take hold of you. But to no avail, I couldn't get free. Your graceful fingers caressed the inside of my thighs now. Massaging them. The tips of your fingers lightly skimming my naked pussy whenever you reached the top of my legs. Always just out of reach I could feel you. I felt a wetness start at the back of my knees. You bitch, you had found the one hot spot I thought I had hidden from you. You made swirls around the creases in my knee. Licking and tasting how far my wetness had spread. I was so slick that when you slid three of your fingers inside of me it was too easy for you and you made it four. I squirmed beneath you. You rammed harder the more I tried to escape. Soon my hips rose to meet your every thrust. Faster and faster I rose to you. Begging you every time to end my torture but enjoying every second you prolonged it. Then you stopped. Abruptly cutting all contact with me. I almost cried out in frustration for you to come back. I felt your hands on my arse. Lifting my hips towards your eager and waiting mouth. You started with light, short laps. Cleaning the slickness off my thighs first and slowly making your way towards my pussy. With every lick I felt my pussy moisten more. As soon as your mouth touched my cunt I jolted out of my skin. My clit throbbed. Blood pulsed in my ears, distorting the sound of my breathing. Your laps increased in length until you were licking all the way up and down my slit and around my arsehole. I felt the slippery, cold thing press against my arsehole. I moved my body down to feel it slip partially inside of my arse. "Mmmm. I knew you liked it that way baby. I knew you were a filthy whore. My filthy whore." I became more incessant to prove it to you. I am your whore. I'd do anything you wanted me too. "I do baby, I want it inside of me. I want you inside me." You bit my clit. You brought your face up to mine and kissed me. Treating the tip of my tongue like it was my clit. Swirling around and nipping the tip of it. Sucking it into your mouth and dragging your teeth along the length of my tongue. I felt the pressure against the opening to my pussy and knew what it was. I couldn't have been more ready for you to enter me with that purple, monstrous cock. As you slowly and carefully entered me I felt you push the butt plug in further as well. When you were half way in you withdrew to the tip and then kissed me. The force of you ramming the rubber cock inside of me to the hilt pushed me over the edge into the oblivion I'd been begging you for, for what seemed like hours. You leaned back and tugged on the ties holding my legs. They took almost forever to come undone. My legs wrapped around your waist and I opened myself more to your thrusts inside of me. I came again as you drove harder, deeper into me. Forcing me to orgasm again and again until I lost where one ended and the next started. Then you collapsed on top of me. Smiling at me and looking very pleased with yourself... you untied my arms and we lay together. Cuddling, we fell asleep again. Wake Up, Bitch "Wake up, Bitch." Those were the first words heard by Natasha as she came to. Groggily, the busty brunette woke to find herself lying on her back bound spread eagle out on a bed. There were a few things she was aware of. First, there was a hard, plastic object in her mouth holding it open causing her jaw to ache. Second, there was a large object moving around in her moist cunt. Third, there were clamps digging painfully into her nipples. She whimpers pitifully as she looks around for the sound of the voice that woke her. To her surprise Angel, the African American woman who lived next door, was standing at the edge of the bed in full dominatrix gear. Her full curves were accented by the leather outfit and she stood even taller than her usual 5'10" stance in elegant heeled boots. She wore a mask that covered most of her features and in one hand she held a riding crop. In the other a remote control-like device. Natasha mumbled through her gag in confusion and then suddenly she remembers the events of the last few weeks. Angel and the young girl had never gotten along since her and her typical rich, white family moved in next door. It started a year ago when the then seventeen year old girl had taken short cuts through the elder bachelorette's backyard to get to the bus stop a street over and continued on to a shouting match in the street the other night hours before Natasha was abducted. Natasha recalls yelling everything possible, including racial slurs at the other woman and then storming off back inside. Her parents were away on a vacation and the girl elected to remain at home to study for her finals just before graduation. The cause of the argument had been Natasha wanting to study in peace, but the woman next door wouldn't turn down the music or tell her 'guests' to keep it down. She went back inside and realizing that nothing would get done she went to her room and attempted to get some sleep. That night Angel and one of her male friends from the party broke in and kidnapped the lovely girl with the help of some chloroform. Angel promised the man a night with the slut once she had properly broken her in for use as a sex slave. Yes, the ripe eighteen year old girl was going to be subjected to a life of sexual servitude to her neighbor and her neighbor's friends. Hell, anyone willing to pay for a night for the white whore's pussy would be allowed a go. The black woman turns up the dial on the vibrating dildo and watches as her slave squirms. "Listen up, slut, you're my slave now and you will call me mistress or ma'am when addressing me." The riding crop comes down hard on the girls' exposed pussy lips with every word. "Natasha ain't your name anymore either. You will only respond to whore, slut, or slave, is that clear?" The white girl shakes her head frantically as tears flow down her now flushed cheeks. "Looks like you need to learn your place, slave." Angel climbs onto the bed and gently runs a dark, manicured hand across the girl's cheek before slapping her harshly, causing her head to jerk to the side violently. "How'd you like a taste of black pussy before your real punishment?" She undoes the gag keeping her slave silent and lets it fall to the side. "Let me go, you stupid nigger bitch!" The slut called out. It earns her another slap. "I'm going to sit on your face and you're going to use that tongue of yours to pleasure me if you want to breath." Angel moves to place her bare, black pussy over the crying girl's mouth. The slave tries to keep it shut, to avoid tasting the juices flowing onto her lips. Angel rocks her hips against the whore's face, using her cute little nose to stimulate her clit. Eventually, the slave can't breath and relents by tentatively lapping at the lips blocking her airflow. "Good lil slave, now slide that tongue in and draw little circles around inside." The black woman sighs happily as the slut does as she'd told. "I'm going to make tons of money with you, Bitch." The room is filled with the messy sounds of slurping, grunting and the slap of flesh as Angel rocks around on the slave's face. Eventually, she reaches her climax and pussy juice spills onto the girl formerly known as Natasha's face. "I'm all done, but what about you, my slave?" One of those lovely manicured hands goes behind Angel to finger the slave's soaking cunt. "You really enjoyed eating me out, didn't you? I was right about you being a slut." Flicking a nail over the slut's clit she gets off the girls face and turns up the dial to the maximum while putting the gag back into place. "I'll leave you to enjoy yourself. I'll be back later, maybe with company." Angel leaves the room while laughing as her new slave was left on the bed writhing around as her pussy was assaulted by the vibrating monstrosity.