0 comments/ 24325 views/ 1 favorites Weekend Visit By: OhMyGoddess! Dan stared at his new girlfriend with a perplexed, amazed look on his face. "You what?" he asked. "Dan, I want you to come home with me this weekend and meet my parents," Anne laughed in reply. "I'm not asking you to marry me or anything, sheesh!" Anne and Dan were both juniors at the local university in this western Massachusetts town, and had known each other for only about 2 months. But during that time, the two of them had become very close, quickly moving from acquaintances to friends to lovers. The speed of their relationship was fine with both of them because neither had ever felt so comfortable around another human being before in their lives. Dan was an average college guy, with average looks, 5'7" and 135 pounds, dark black hair and green eyes. Anne was a beautiful young woman; 5'5" slim build with long blonde hair that cascaded down to her waist and bright, baby blue eyes. The two had experienced so much love and fun since they knew each other, when Anne decided to travel back home this weekend, it seemed logical to take Dan with her. "Are you sure, Anne?" Dan questioned. "I mean, we've only been dating for a few weeks. Do you really think we're at that point to be going home together for the weekend?" "Come on, Dan," Anne said. "We both know that we love each other and it doesn't matter how long we've dated. I'm homesick and I want to see my folks. I want to play with my baby brother. And I want you to come with me." Anne wrapped her arms around Dan's waist and rested her head on his chest. "What? Do you think my parents wouldn't like you?" "It's not that, Anne. I'm just nervous. I have never been any good around the parents of my girlfriends. Always saying the wrong things and stuff." Anne raised her head and kissed Dan lovingly on the lips. "You'll do fine, Daniel. My parents will love you like I do." So, when Friday afternoon classes were over, Dan and Anne drove out to Vermont to meet the parents. Dan was from Jersey City and when he came to Massachusetts almost 3 years ago, he was amazed at the beauty of the scenery. But, as he drove through the wooded hills and glens of Vermont, he felt even more amazed. "I can't believe how beautiful it looks out here, Anne. All the trees changing colors and stuff." Dan smiled as he tried to keep his eyes on the road and the background. "Yep, it's so peaceful up here, Dan," Anne sighed and leaned her head against the window, gazing out with loving looks at her hometown. "Up here's the driveway, slow down," Anne said, pointing to a turn-off in the road that led about a mile back from the road into a small wooded clearing. Dan parked the car in front of a ranch-style house, with a basketball net out front and a wooden deck that overlooked a small stream out back. Almost immediately 3 figures came running out of the house. Anne's father, Jim, was a giant of a man standing over 6'1" with short brown hair and large brown eyes. Her little brother Joey, even at age 7, looked to be taking after his father. While, on the other hand, Anne's mother Monica was just an older version of the daughter. Monica at 40 looked just like Anne did at 21, with shorter blonde hair and the same bright blue eyes. Anne and her family exchanged hugs and kisses, then Anne turned to Dan and smiled. "Mom, Dad, Joey, this is my boyfriend Dan." Jim extended a large beefy hand towards Dan. "Glad to meet you son, Anne has told us so much about you." Dan smiled and shook hands, then exchanged a kiss on the cheek with Monica. "Yes Dan, Anne can't seem to stop raving about you during our weekly phone calls. I must say, she sure knows how to pick'em," Monica smiled looking Dan up and down appraisingly. "Mom, stop making Dan nervous," Anne laughed. "Let's head inside and eat, I'm starved." Dan agreed and they all entered the house, spending the next many hours eating and talking and laughing. After a while, Dan finally looked at his watch amazed. "Wow, it's already 2am." Jim grinned, finishing his beer. "Yeah, time goes by fast when you're having fun." Turning to his wife, Jim said, "Come on honey, let's get some sleep. Maybe tomorrow if the kids don't sleep too late we can go hiking and show Dan the scenery." Monica gave a sidelong gaze to Dan and smiled. "Yeah, I'm sure Dan would like a guided tour of the scenery." With that, Jim and Monica went upstairs, leaving Anne and Dan alone. "Well," Dan said rising from his chair, "I guess you'd better get me a pillow and blanket for the couch." "Dan, my parents don't mind if we stay in the same room together, they already figured out that boyfriends sleep with their girlfriends," Anne laughed, taking Dan by his hand a leading him upstairs to her bedroom. After changing into his boxers and a t-shirt, Dan climbed into bed with Anne, who was wearing an oversized t-shirt of her own. Anne snuggled up next to Dan, resting her head on his shoulder. "I'm glad you came home with me Daniel. See, I told you my parents would like you." Dan held Anne tightly against his body, kissing her forehead. "You were right, as always. I am glad I came home with you." Anne grasped Dan's hands in her own and looked deeply into his eyes, leaning over and kissing him. She slipped her tongue into his mouth seeking his in a playful fashion. "Mmmm," Dan moaned into her kiss, wrapping his arms around her body, deepening their embrace. Dan's hands slowly slid down Anne's back, resting on her soft ass, squeezing gently. Anne's tongue went wild as she sucked Dan's into her mouth, her hands gripping his hair tightly. Dan's hands left his lover's ass and ran across her thighs, eventually sliding up her shirt and grazing Anne's wet pussy. "Oh Dan," Anne groaned softly, kissing his shoulders as Dan's mouth hungrily sucked on her earlobe and neck. Dan's fingers slowly started moving into Anne's pussy, when she grabbed his hand and stopped it. Looking into Dan's eyes she spoke. "Tonight is for you Daniel. Tonight is all about you." With that Anne slid down Dan's body and slowly removed his boxers, revealing his hard 6" cock. Anne slowly ran her hands along his hard shaft, stroking it and massaging his large balls. "Oh God...Anne...Ohhh," Dan moaned as Anne bent her head, taking the head of Dan's cock into her mouth. She started stroking it faster now, as her tongue licked across the head tasting Dan's pre-cum as it seeped from his cock. "Mmmmm," Anne moaned around his cockhead, and excitedly took his cock deep into her mouth. Moving it in and out of her warm, wet mouth slowly, Anne then took the entire length down, letting Dan feel her throat on the head of his cock. Taking it in her mouth and closing her lips tight, Anne pulled back slowly. "Shit Anne...Ahhhhh," Dan cried out, feeling his balls begin to tighten as Anne's sucking coaxed more cum from his cock. Then Anne stopped and smiled, letting Dan's throbbing cock slip from her mouth. "Anne!" Dan exclaimed. "I was slow close baby! So close!" Anne grinned and came up to a kneeling position, slipping her t-shirt over her head, revealing her large 33c breasts and shaved pussy. "I was hoping for this moment tonight when we left school this afternoon," Anne said softly, running her hands along her tits and fondling them. "Let me turn around and you can slide that throbbing cock up into me from behind." With that, Anne turned and lowered herself onto all fours, her round ass hanging and swaying seductively in the air. Dan got up and knelt behind Anne, as she reached behind, grasping his cock and rubbing it along her wet pussy. Anne then pushed back slightly and Dan pushed forward, his cock penetrating deep into Anne's pussy. "Ohhhhh Daniel," Anne cried out as she felt the greatest thrill of her life as Dan pushed his cock deep inside her. Dan pulled back until his cock was almost fully out of Anne's pussy, then thrust forward, shoving it back inside her. "Mmmm...ohhhh yeahhhh...Dan...mmmm," Anne cried out, as she began to grind against Dan's pelvis, pushing her pussy up and down on his cock. Dan grabbed onto Anne's ass and began to pick up pace, shoving his cock into Anne, his balls slapping hard against her ass. "Dannnnnnnnnn...I'mmmmmm cuuuuuuuummmingggg," Anne groaned, burying her face in her pillow to stifle her moans of pleasure as an orgasm rocked her body. Anne quickly recovered, and brought herself up onto her hands once more. She was slamming her body back against Dan's thrusting hips, grinding and pushing against his cock. The faster they moved, the harder Dan fucked, and the deeper his cock went. Dan reached around Anne's waist and his hand found her rock hard clit. Playing with it between his fingers like it was a toy, Dan made sure Anne was ready to cum again. Anne couldn't control herself any longer, and she fell forward grabbing her tits and squeezing them roughly as another orgasm shook her form. "MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmm," she cried out so loudly, then instinctively buried her face once more in her pillow, as Dan's cock throbbed inside her. "Anne...yessssssssssss...YESSSSS..." Dan moaned and Anne felt his cock shoot it's hot juices deep inside her. Pushing back against his shooting cock, Anne felt Dan's prick shoot little spurts of cum inside her pussy. Falling forward together, they laid like that for a few minutes, Dan's softening cock falling free from Anne's pussy with an audible plop. "Wow," Dan moaned, rolling off on Anne and onto his back. "That was fucking incredible Anne!" Anne wrapped her naked, sweaty body around Dan's form and sucked in his nipple. "Mmmm, it was more than incredible Dan." Dan held her tightly and said in a concerned voice. "I was kind of loud at the end Anne. Do you think your parents heard us?" "I hope not," Anne replied. "I tried to bury my face in my pillow when I came, but I don't think that really helped." Dan kissed her lightly on the cheek. "Well, I guess we'll see tomorrow." Then they both fell asleep in each other's arms. Dan awoke the next day feeling nothing but refreshed. He noticed that it was already 11am and that Anne was gone from bed. He stared at the ceiling and smiled, remembering last night. He was sure glad he came home with Anne this weekend. They had never had sex like that before, so intense and so hot. Dan just attributed it to the fact that her parents were right down the hall, and that the fear of being caught made it more exciting. Rising from bed, Dan took a quick shower, changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and went downstairs. Dan saw an empty kitchen, living room, in fact an empty house. He was starting to get a little worried when the back door opened and Anne's mother Monica entered, carrying a basket of laundry. "Good morning sunshine," she smiled at Dan, putting the laundry basket on the kitchen table. "You certainly slept late this morning. Must be a college thing huh?" Dan laughed in reply. "Yeah, I guess the trip up here wore me out." Monica grinned, as she turned to walk out the back door again. "I'm sure that was all that wore you out yesterday, Daniel." Dan, a little worried about the fear of discovery of Anne and his sexual desires last night, followed. Dan followed Monica out onto the back patio and felt so refreshed. The cool air felt wonderful on his skin, waking him up instantly. "So," he began, "where is everyone this morning?" Monica turned and gave Dan another grin. "They got sick of waiting for you and Jim took Anne and Joey fishing. They should be back in a few hours." Dan sighed, a little upset that he had missed the trip. "Damn, I was looking forward to hiking today. This area seems to be so peaceful and beautiful." Monica grabbed Dan by the hand and smiled. "Well, I can take you on a tour if you'd like." Dan looked up at the shining sun and the flowing stream a few yards away and agreed. For about an hour, Monica took Dan around the area of the house, mostly walking along the stream. Monica was wearing a floral-patterned sundress that went a little past her full, round ass, and showed off her wonderful 32c breasts. Dan immediately took notice of this fact and had been trying to clear it from his mind the whole time. Stopping about a mile from the house, Monica suddenly removed her shoes and splashed into the stream. "Come on in here Daniel, this cool water feels more refreshing than the air." Dan laughed and declined. "I don't think so ma'am, I'm not the stream type." Pretty lame excuse, but Dan had to come up with something. His cock was rock hard from spending the afternoon looking at Anne's mom's big tits and round ass. He couldn't...he shouldn't be thinking that way about his girlfriend's mother. But, as if reading his mind...or the front of his pants...Monica wouldn't let him walk away that easily. "What, are you too shy to come in here with your girl's old mother?" "Monica," Dan said amazed, "you are not old." Monica laughed and bent down splashing Dan. "So, now it's Monica, huh?" Dan reeled back, getting wet and stammered. "I...didn't mean that...I" Monica gave a loud laugh in reply. "Dan, it's fine. You certainly can call me Monica. Now loosen up a little and come on in. It only goes up to your shins at this part." Dan smiled and made a decision that would forever change his life. He took off his shoes and rolled up his jeans and entered the stream. He gasped as the cold water touched his skin. "Wow, it sure is a lot cooler in here than it is in the air." Monica smiled and playfully splashed Dan again. Dan kicked some water back and soon the two laughing and giggling like children. Finally, Monica moved closer to Dan. "Still cold Daniel?" she asked. Dan, swallowed hard and nodded. Monica silently made her own life-changing decision and said, "Well maybe we had better warm you up." Monica wrapped her arms around Dan's waist and kissed him. For both of them, they knew there was no going back. Monica took the initiative and slipped her tongue into Dan's opened mouth. Dan, nervous and stiff at first, quickly loosened up and returned the kiss. He wrapped his arms around Monica's waist and pulled her tightly against his body. "Mmmm," Monica groaned as she felt Dan's hard cock press against her pelvis. Monica's hands ran down Dan's back and gripped his ass, pulling his pelvis hard against hers. They began to grind up against each other's bodies, Dan's hands kneading Monica's full ass. Dan kissed his way along Monica's neck and shoulders, his teeth pulling away the thin straps of her sundress. Monica reached up and pulled her dress over her head, tossing it to the sand away from the water. Dan looked his girlfriend's mother up and down, taking in her mature beauty. He smiled as he saw that Monica too had a shaved pussy. "Take your jeans off for me Daniel," Monica ordered in a seductive voice, her hands fondling her large breasts. "I want to see what my daughter has been getting." Dan quickly pulled off his jeans and boxers, tossing them on top of Monica's discarded dress. Dan came back to Monica, and bent his head forward sucking one of her large nipples into his mouth. "Ohhh Daniel," Monica cooed, " I love to have my tits sucked. They are sooooo sensitive." Dan gently bit down on her nipple, rolling the other one between his fingers and thumb. Dan's hands fondled the flesh of Monica's breasts as he sucked them for a long time. All the while, Monica's hand had crept down and was slowly stroking Dan's hard cock. "Mmmmm, Daniel did you do this to my daughter last night?" Monica asked in between groans, pulling Dan's head harder against her tits. "Uhhhh huhhhh," Dan moaned, his mouth sucking on her nipples, his tongue flicking them. Dan reached his hand down between Monica's legs and found her wet pussy. Pulling away, Dan knelt down in the water, and gently blew a cold breath on Monica's pussy. "Ohhhhhhhhh," Monica moaned and Dan smiled. Looking up at his lover, Dan grinned, "Does every 40 year old have a pussy this beautiful?" Monica groaned in reply, her hands grasping Dan's hair and pulling his face hard against her wet pussy. Dan's tongue snaked out and licked this wonderful, wet, sweet-smelling pussy before him, and Monica let out a purr upon contact. "Ohhhhhh...ahhhhhhh," she moaned as Dan's three fingers slid up inside her pussy, and rotated in and out. Monica began to grind her pussy against Dan's face, her hands holding him hard against her. "Yesssss Daniel...make me cuummmmmmmm babbbbbyyyyy!" Monica cried out as Dan's tongue found her clit and began flicking it like a nipple. Monica's hands released Dan's head and moved to pull and pinch her nipples hard. "YESSSSSSSSSS...MMMMMMMMMMMMM...DANIELLLLLLLLLLL!!" Monica screamed like the devil and her entire body spasmed once, then stiffened as her pussy leaked out her orgasm. Then she sank slowly down onto her back and into the water, her arms arching her back up on an angle. Dan kissed her half-submerged stomach and up to her tits, sucking each nipple once, then kissed her lips. Monica's tongue licked her juices from Dan's chin and lips, as Dan grasped his rock-hard cock and slowly slipped it inside Monica's loose pussy. "Ohhhhh yessssssss," they both moaned in unison, the feeling of the cold water on their naked cock and pussy felt incredible. Dan placed his hands in the water on the sides of Monica's body, as she wrapped her own hands tightly around his neck. "Do it, Daniel," she whispered, looking into his eyes. "Fuck me like you did Anne last night." This drove Dan crazy and he thrust his cock forward, driving it in one motion fully into Monica's pussy. "OHHHHHHHHH SHIT! YESSSSSSSSS," she screamed as a fresh orgasm took over her. Dan began slamming his cock in and out of girlfriend's mother with reckless abandon. As hard as he could fuck, Dan fucked harder as Monica encouraged him on. "MMMMM...FUCK ME DANIEL...FUCK ME HARD MY BABY...MMM...AHHHHHHHHH." The water slapped against their bodies loudly as Dan plowed Monica's pussy in and out with almost brutal ferocity. Dan lowered his head and bit one of Monica's nipple hard, as his full balls slammed against her ass. "OHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSS," Monica cried, clawing at Dan's back, her legs locked in place around his ass, pushing him into her harder and harder. "OHHHHH MONICA," Dan yelled, "I'MMMMMM CCCUUUMMIINNNGGG!" Dan gave one final slam and held his cock inside Monica as his cum pumped and pumped inside of her pussy. "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS," Monica screamed wrapping her arms and legs tightly around Dan's body, loving the feeling of this young man's hard cock pumping his cum inside of her. Afterwards, Dan and Monica got dressed and walked hand in hand back to the house. They had beaten everyone back by only a few minutes. Anne walked over to Dan, kissing him playfully on the lips. "Did you have fun all day, sleepy-head?" Dan smiled. "I sure did, didn't do much, but I had fun." The rest of the day flew by and soon Sunday morning was here and Dan and Anne returned to school. Before he left, Dan got Monica alone and kissed her passionately on the lips, his hands fondling her breasts. "Come back and visit soon Daniel," Monica smiled, rubbing Dan's cock through his jeans. "And don't worry about anything, Daniel, no one will ever find out." In the following months, Dan returned home with Anne whenever he could. He and Monica made love several times during those visits and no one ever knew. However, Dan and Anne eventually fell deeper in love than they already had been, and after college, 1 year later, the two got married. Dan and Anne live happily in Washington State and have a daughter of their own. Dan and Monica are still very close, but have decided that their sexual relationship must be stopped to spare their loved ones any pain. But, they still look back fondly on those weekend homecomings with Anne. Weekend Visit Diane had just put the baby to bed that afternoon, and she collapsed on the couch, a little tired. Her husband, Jeff, was having an old friend over for the weekend and so, besides caring for the toddler, she had cleaned the house. Her thoughts strayed for a moment to Jeff's friend Darren. She had always had a thing for Darren. An attractive man in his late twenties, he wore his blonde hair short, and his piercing blue eyes always made her heart skip a beat. He was tall, about 6'1, 200 pounds, and very charming. She was an attractive woman who hadn't really lost her original figure after her pregnancy. She was small - about 5'1, 110 pounds, average sized tits and nice ass. Her brown hair was long and straight, and she had nice blue eyes. Diane closed her eyes and her hand eased down her body to her crotch over her jeans. Her pussy was buzzing with excitement and when she touched herself over the denim, a wave of desire shot through her. Her nimble fingers undid her button and pulled down her zipper. She slid her hand into the white cotton of her panties, running her fingers through the curls of her pubic hair until they found the comforting warmth of her treasure. Her breath was shaky as her finger glided down the moist folds of her slit, sending powerful sensations up her body. She hesitated for a moment. Jeff was home from work in about 2 hours, and Darren would arrive at around the same time. Why not? She didn't have the time to pleasure herself that often anymore. Diane pushed her jeans down her legs and pulled her feet out of them one by one, leaving her socks on. She slid her panties down, taking them off as well until she lay on the couch naked from the waist down with her legs open and her feet flat on the couch. She then closed her eyes and reached between her thighs, losing herself in the intense feelings. She took her time, enjoying every second. She pictured Darren pleasuring her, and her breathing grew labored. Diane had never been with anyone other than Jeff, so occasionally it was nice to imagine a new man. "OH! Sorry!" said a voice. Her eyes snapped open, and she gasped. She saw the image of a man disappear around the corner. She realized she had been masturbating for over 10 minutes, so completely lost in the sensation that she was unaware of her surroundings. She quickly realized it was Darren, as she scrambled to grab her jeans and panties off the floor and put them on. "I'm so sorry Diane," Darren exclaimed, "Nobody answered my knock and the door was open." He was around the corner out of sight, but he had seen enough! The image he saw when he peeked around the corner was burned in his mind. His buddy's wife lying spread eagle on the couch, fingers circling her clit. Her smooth, tanned legs opened wide, brown curls of pubic hair surrounding pink swollen lips. His cock was straining in his jeans. "That's okay," she replied from the living room, "you can come back in now." She was fully dressed again, and she lay back on the couch, hiding her red face in her hands. "I'm so embarrassed." she said, muffled into her hands. "Ah, we all do it, Diane!" he answered. He was standing right beside her, as if wanting her to see how hard he was. He couldn't help himself, he was drawn to her like never before. He found that he wanted her to make a move on him, and he was almost daring her to. "It's still embarrassing!" she said, reluctantly moving her hands away from her face. Her crotch was tingling like crazy - she was seconds away from orgasm! Another wave of desire came over her when her glance fell on the bulge in his pants. She looked away quickly, but it had lingered long enough for him to catch it. Now he was more turned on than ever, and thus more daring than ever. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about, going by what I saw!" he said lightheartedly. She looked at him questioningly. "I really got turned on seeing you like that," he explained, "like never before." His words, just the fact that he seemed to really want her, had Diane grow even wetter. He noticed how interested she was and Darren decided to press further. "Look what it did to me!" he said, waving his hand over his bulge. It was still at the point where the conversation was lighthearted, and no line was really crossed. When he noticed her squirm on the couch and her eyes wouldn't tear away from his waist he decided to cross that line. Diane watched silently as he undid his button and pulled down his zipper. She was getting even more turned on, and she couldn't find her voice to protest. When she watched him reach into his underwear her pussy flooded in anticipation. He pulled out a very thick six inches of cock. She sucked in her breath, eyes locked on his member. She hadn't seen a whole lot of them, and this one wasn't too much different from her husbands. But the fact that it WAS different had her lusting for it hungrily. "Do you like what you see?" he asked softly. She nodded, looking up at him briefly before looking back at his hard penis. He could tell he would have to walk the shy girl through this. He said two words. "Touch it." Hesitating, heart pounding, Diane slowly reached up with her small hand and curled her fingers around his organ. The first penis that she has held in her hand, besides her husband's, in over 6 years. The feelings and emotions that went through her were incredible, and she wanted more. He looked at his white penis in the grip of her tanned hand, and he watched as she slowly, lovingly stroked it. It felt so hot and hard in her hand, and she couldn't stop caressing the smooth, taut skin. He eased himself down on his knees on the floor beside the couch, until his dick was mere inches away from her face. Time to convince her once and for all. Darren reached down Diane's body, his hand squeezing between her legs over her jeans. She eagerly parted for him, and his hand gently caressed her pussy over the denim. Bolts of pleasure shot out from her pussy, and she sighed, squeezing his cock a little tighter. With his free hand, he reached behind her head and gently moved it closer to his waist. When she was about an inch away, he didn't have to urge her any further. Eyes still locked on his dick, she leaned forward and softly kissed the side of the shaft. Her tongue snaked out and she slowly licked from the bottom all the way up to the top of this new penis. Now it was his turn to sigh, and his fingers undid her button and fly. She didn't even notice, so engrossed in the task at hand. She kissed the mushroom head of Darren's penis, teasing him just the way her husband liked it (for that was pretty much her only point of reference). He slid his hand into her panties, his fingers sliding through her pubic hair. "Ohhhh..." she sighed when he found her moist slit. She opened her mouth and slowly took him inside, easing her lips down most of his thick cock. He moaned, feeling warmth overtake his manhood. He looked at her and saw that his dick had disappeared into her mouth, her lips were wrapped tightly around him, and her eyes were closed. He ran his finger up to her clitoris, teasing the tiny button as she moaned around him. Diane shed any remaining inhibitions as she began to suck his cock with abandon. 'slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp' the sucking noises grew louder as her lips glided up and down his pole hungrily. She began to writhe her hips up against his probing fingers, urging him onward. He slipped a finger partway into her steamy hole. "Mmmmph..." she moaned, not taking her mouth off of his cock. She gave no thought to what she was doing, she was just doing it. This was completely out of character for her, completely unexpected. Everything just came together at the perfect time. Any deviation from the circumstances that led up to this and Darren would no doubt be watching TV and having a beer with her. Instead, his dick was in her mouth and his finger was sliding in and out of her needy pussy. And he still wanted more. They both wanted more. Diane shoved his entire penis in her mouth, holding it there as if that would satisfy her desires. Her nose was right in his pubic hair, the tip of his dick was pressed against her throat, nearly gagging her. To her disappointment, he slipped his hand back out of her panties. He grabbed the sides of her jeans and she found herself raising her ass off the couch, pulling his dick out of her mouth with, and allowing her husband's pal to slide them down her smooth legs. She was gasping for breath, chest heaving as she watched him grab her panties. He forced them down her legs and she found herself kicking them off of her, helping him get her naked from the waist down. He dropped the dainty things onto the floor and stared at the lovely triangle of her bush. She was down just her white T-shirt. He cupped her pussy with his left hand, running his middle finger up her slit as he grabbed his cock with his right. "Ohhhhh..." she sighed, writhing her crotch against his hand again. Her eyes were closed, she was completely zoned into the feelings in her cunt. Darren ran the head of his cock across her cheek and over her nose. When it reached her mouth she opened it eagerly and he sunk his dick inside. Her small hand cupped his balls and she opened her eyes, looking up at him as she began to bob her head up and down his penis. He dipped his finger inside her tightness again, and she closed her eyes, moaning. Her pussy was so wet! He ran his finger all around the inside of it, sliding it in and out while his thumb teased her clit. By this point, his jeans and underwear had slipped down to the floor and he pulled his dick back out of her mouth and kicked them off. He leaned forward, sliding his hands under her soft ass, raising it up off the couch as he stretched to reach her treasure. Diane grabbed his cock and shoved it back into her mouth greedily as he inched his face closer to her pussy. Still holding her ass in the air, he kissed the swollen lips of her pussy, tasting his friend's wife for the first time. "Mmmmm.." she moaned, hesitating briefly before resuming her incredible blowjob. His tongue snaked out, teasing the inside of her pussy, gathering her flowing juices. She felt him wrap his lips around her sensitive button and his tongue ran over it softly, quickly. She moaned again as his tongue flecked over her clit relentlessly. His cock slipped out of her mouth as she lost all concentration. Darren held her ass even higher in the air, forcing her pussy right in his face as his tongue licked her clitoris faster and faster. Her heart was pounding, she was gasping for breath...so close.... "....OHHHH........OHHHHH....!" she gasped, cumming. She was rubbing her crotch in his face as he continued to eat her out. The inner walls of her pussy were convulsing, she thought she might black out! This man gave her the best oral she has ever received! Finally, she came down to Earth. Darren released her ass, raising his head from between her thighs. His cock was as hard as ever, and he was breathing laboriously. She didn't think she could stop him now even if she wanted to. He climbed onto the couch between her legs, which she kept open wide just for him. It crossed her mind that if she let this continue, Darren's would be the second penis to slide inside her in her entire life. A pang of guilt crossed her mind. It was quickly erased when the tip of Darren's member touched her slit, sending waves of pleasure up her spine. He gently ran his thick, mushroom head up and down her swollen, sopping wet lips. He stopped at the entrance to her treasure and slowly pushed forward. The petals of her vagina parted for him, and she slowly accepted half of his penis inside. "Ohhhh..." she sighed, that amazing feeling of filling up overtaking her. The top half of his organ was gripped tightly by her heat, and he pulled back a little. He slid into her again, this time his entire manhood entered her deep. They both moaned, and he held himself deep inside her for a moment, relishing the sensation. Holding himself up on his arms, he looked down on her as he began to slide his hard penis in and out of her needy pussy at a slow pace. Diane closed her eyes, moaning as she felt his manhood ease in and out of her. He watched his cock disappear and reappear into her eager cunt over and over again, and he began to move a little quicker. They were both breathing heavily as he drove himself into her harder. "Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!" she moaned, raising her feet up in the air. She was still wearing her white socks as her feet flailed behind his thrusting ass. Darren lay on top of the small woman as he drove his organ into her pussy even harder. He kissed her neck, and sucked her ear lobe into his mouth briefly as he fucked her, listening to her moan. Diane's hands reached around him, clawing at his back as her feet bounced off his ass. Her mouth ran across his cheek, searching. Her lips found his and they kissed for the very first time. Her tongue darted into his mouth as his manhood shot up into her tunnel over and over. They kissed sloppily, moaning into each other's mouth as he took her right there on her couch. The couch was squeaking a little as his thrusts became more violent. She could feel her orgasm rising, and she was forced to break the kiss, unable to contain her moans any longer. "Unh! Umh! Unh! Ohh! Unh!" her moans were very high pitched, and she was getting louder as his thick cock stretched her pussy so wide and he entered her so deep. This was a new man! She has never had any man but Jeff before and this new man was fucking her silly! The thought brought her over the edge. She came, stifling her moans by biting her lip. Her cunt pulsated around his driving rod, and she rubbed her crotch up against him, trying to hold him inside her as her orgasm took control of her body. He watched her as she came, still driving himself into her as hard as he could. Darren couldn't believe he was fucking his friend's wife! He couldn't believe this shy, quiet girl was so easy to get with! He began to lose it himself, pistoning in and out of her. He gave it a few more thrusts, and then he was done. Just as Diane was recovering from her own orgasm, Darren lost it. He slid his entire penis unprotected into her needy vagina and held it there. He moaned, cock jerking. A thick stream of cum fired out the end of his organ and into her womb. It jerked again, more semen spraying off the back of her horny pussy. She rubbed her crotch up against him, milking him of his seed. More jism shot forth deep inside her. Darren collapsed on her, gasping for breath. Her hands caressed his back as the last of his sperm trickled out of him and into her. He looked at her. The two of them were still catching their breath, but they leaned forward in unison, lips meeting. They kissed softly, lips smacking. He snuck his tongue into her mouth and their kissing grew passionate as his penis slowly softened inside her. Her arms and legs squeezed him tight, holding him inside her. She felt a new bond with this man. The second man to make love to her in her 29 years she couldn't help but have feelings for. Finally, they broke the kiss. He pulled his semi hard penis out of her full vagina. The two got dressed wordlessly. She was too shy to say anything and he didn't know what to say. Jeff came home 30 minutes later - he was early, but not early enough (lucky for them). The three of them had drinks that night, and Diane found herself thinking of Darren the entire time. Weekend Visit She was already drunk when he got to the party. They hadn't been dating for very long, but he liked her a lot. Since he was only in town for a couple of nights, he had gotten them a hotel room. From the way she was dancing with her friends, he could tell she wanted him. He looked at the bottle she had been drinking from; it was a 5th of rum with maybe a single shot left. She was a small girl, and hadn't eaten much before she drank, so it was hitting her hard. Finally, it was her decision to go back to the hotel. When they got there he could tell that she wanted it even more, but as she was drunk and he not, it was out of the question. Since he wouldn't touch her in this condition, she decided to do a lil bit for him. She laid him on the bed so his legs were hanging off. Then she kissed him, slowly and firmly. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt, leaving a trail of kisses where the buttons were on his firm, well built chest. Finally the shirt was off. Licking and biting the whole time, she removed his belt and pants. As she slid his silken boxers off, his 8 inches sprung free. Knowing it was impossible to fit the whole thing, she licked and sucked until he started moaning. She knew he loved her tongue ring. Finally taking as much as possible, she sucked until he came, hot and wet into her mouth. It was a big load and she almost gagged. But then, as they hadn't been together in a long time, she understood. She went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth, taking off her clothes at the same time. When she came back, he lifted the covers, inviting her to snuggle. When she woke up in the morning, he was already outside on the porch, totally naked still, drinking coffee. As they were on the 6th floor, he figured no one could really see anything. She came out and leaned up against the banister. Noticing that he was growing hard upon seeing her, she decided to tease him a little bit. Straddling him, she rocked her hips back and forth, stroking his cock with her lips. When he couldn't get any harder, she kissed him thoroughly, and then got up, telling him that she would be in the shower. He gave her time to shave her legs and wash her hair, then got up to join her. He got into the shower right behind her, pressing his rock hard cock on her ass. He reached around and grasped her full breasts. Kneading them gently, he kissed and bit her neck until her breathing came in gasps. He let his hands travel down, admiring her firm stomach and her nicely shaved mound. She spread her legs a little bit to allow him better access. He knew exactly how to make her cum and within moments she moaned his name and his hand got a little bit wetter. He sat her down in the tub and spread her legs. He had a tongue ring too, and knew how to use it. She's loud, he thought. After a while of teasing her to the brink then pulling back, he picked her up and she put her legs around his waist. Leaning her against the shower wall, he pulled back and tried to enter her. She was tight, even after all that foreplay, so he went slow. Finally, all 8 inches were in comfortably, and he started moving, teasing her. He knew she liked it deep and firm. While he brought her closer and closer to the brink, he used his mouth on her nipples. When she was right on the verge, he bit her neck softy but firmly, making her cum instantly. Wanting to finish in the bed, he put her down and turned off the shower. He handed her a towel and she dried off. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. Laying her down and sliding on top of her, he entered her again. She crossed her legs over his back and let him do the work. As she came closer and closer to the edge again, she screamed his name. Getting close himself, he went harder, and faster. Right as she screamed again, he shuddered, legs jerked a couple of times and he collapsed onto her. As she relaxed, playing with his short hair, she said, "long time no see." He chuckled into her chest. God he liked her. Weekend Visit After five years of talking to you online and going through endless amounts of calling cards, it was finally happening. You arrived at around 10:30 and I was afraid you weren't going to make the check-in time, but we made it, thankfully. I didn't go in with you because I knew they would make you pay for two people. While you were inside I couldn't think about anything other than how excited I was to see you. I couldn't believe that after all this time you were here, in my town, staying for a few days. You walk into the hotel room, leaving the door open for me. I quickly get out of the car and walk in so the lady at the front desk won't see me. I walk in and sit down beside you on the couch in the room. You get up and start getting your stuff situated. I sit uncomfortably on the couch, mainly because of excitement, but a little bit anxious of what you're thinking as well. I decide to go take a shower, both to clean up after the show and to give us both a little bit of time to clear our heads and figure out how to act around each other. In the bathroom I turn on the water and start undressing. There are no words for how nervous I am, but how turned on I am that you are just outside the door while I'm standing in the bathroom naked. I step into the shower and close the curtain behind me and start washing my hair. I mull over all of the possibilities in my mind as I let the water run down my body. I'm not sure if it is safe to let my mind wander in this direction, because I am still unsure if you are excited to see me or disappointed. Still, I can't help the sensations that are starting to stir in my body and I let my hands start doing some wandering of their own. I grab my tits in my hands and then let my hands run up my chest and onto my neck. I slide them down my body again, this time across my belly and hips. I still can't believe you're just a few feet away as I run my hands over my body, wishing they were your hands. I suddenly realize that I've moaned out loud and I'm unsure of how long I've been doing it. I freeze completely wondering if you've heard me, but I can still hear you rustling around the room, so I relax and finish showering. As I turn the water off, I don't hear you anymore. I look around for my towel...and I don't have it. "J, can you bring me a towel? They're on the shelf above the closet." I yell, having seen them as we came in the room, but having forgotten to grab one. I stand nervously behind the curtain as you walk in the bathroom, and I stick out one wet arm to grab the towel, not even looking at you. I'm afraid of how I'll react if I see you in the room with me, as turned on as I already am. "What's that?" you ask me. I poke my head out the curtain to see what you're talking about and realize you were just trying to make me look at you. "Jerk," I laugh and grab the towel and go back behind the curtain. I'm breathing so hard because I wanted to just grab you and bring you inside the shower with me. I hear the door close as you walk out. I wrap the towel around me and open the shower curtain to see you standing in front of me. I had heard the door close, but you had never left. I just stand there staring at you and you nearly knock me to the floor when you grab me and kiss me. I can't feel my legs as I realize that the towel drops to the floor. 'Oh my GOD!' I think to myself. I can't even believe that I'm standing pressed up against you, kissing you, as I hear the towel hit the floor. 'Maybe he didn't notice,' I think. You prove me wrong when your hand goes further down my back and then reaches around and grabs one of my tits. I feel like I'm on fire everywhere you touch me. All I can do is moan, because no words will come out of my mouth. You don't stop kissing me as you lead me out of the bathroom. My head is spinning as we get to the bed and you lean on me, pushing me to the bed. Before I know it, your hand on my tit is replaced by your mouth. I feel like I'm going to go crazy. I can't even comprehend what you are doing to me. You run your hand down my belly and across my hips, crossing over near my pussy. You barely trace around it with your finger and then start rubbing my clit. You switch your mouth to my other tit and start sucking on my nipple. I can't even exhale at this point, all I can do is gasp. When I finally exhale, it comes out in one long moan. I feel your teeth tugging at my nipple and I can barely take it. You start kissing my neck and I start rocking against your hand. Having my neck kissed drives me wild. You stick one finger inside of me and I know you're just teasing. "I...need...more," I somehow manage to say. You stick a second finger inside of me and at my moaning approval, a third. Just the insertion of your third finger sends me over the edge and I scream out at you that I'm cumming. I rock my body against your hand as you suck hard on my neck all through my orgasm. Once my body stops moving, you bring your fingers up to my face and run them along my lips. I open my mouth and you stick your fingers inside and I suck them clean. I pull your shirt over your head and frantically start pulling your shorts down as I kiss you hard. You stick your tongue deep inside my mouth and I know it's because you can taste my pussy on my tongue. I'm hoping it won't be the only time you'll taste me. I get you undressed and I roll you over onto your back. I kiss down your chest and belly. My tits graze your dick and I can feel how hot and hard it is. I let my tits linger on them as I kiss your body. I bring my mouth to your dick and I slowly lick your shaft. I take you inside my mouth and start sucking on the head of your dick. I lower my head and take more of you inside my mouth. Your dick is so hot inside my mouth, and I'm salivating more than I have at any other time in my life. I feel your hands on my head and it makes me moan. You gather my hair into a messy ponytail and you push my head further down. I can't take all of you and you pull my head back up a little bit. Before I know it, I'm back on my back and you're fucking my mouth with your dick. You fuck my mouth relentlessly and I can feel your dick hitting the back of my throat. You straddle me and pull my head up to meet your dick again and push my head harder against you, pushing your dick further down my throat. It hurts but it feels so good too. Just when I think you're about to cum, you pull your dick from my mouth and start kissing down my body. I feel you get close to my pussy, which is dripping wet, and I shiver with excitement. You stick two fingers inside me, then a third after you realize how wet I am, and then start licking my clit. I can't stop moaning, but I manage to open my eyes long enough to look down at you and you look up at me. Seeing your eyes while you lick my pussy drives me crazy. I put my hands on your head and you lick me faster. You pull your fingers out of me and stick your tongue as deeply as you can inside of me. By this time I'm squeezing my own tits and I just can't take anymore. "Oh God, please fuck me J. Oh FUCK me! Damn it!" You bring your face up to me and kiss me. You get on top of me and I feel you slide inside of me. You feel so good inside of me and all I can do is repeat "Oh my God, oh my God," over and over again. I tell you to wait, and I move to the side and start crawling on top of you. I slide down onto your dick and I moan as I feel you go deep inside of me. I start riding you as hard as I can and my tits are bouncing near your face. You reach down and rub my clit as I ride you and I can barely hold on again. I start fucking you harder and harder and then scream as I have my second orgasm. You slowly push me down to the bed stand beside me. "Lay on your belly," you say, and I flip over. "Now put your ass in the air," and I lift up on all fours. You grab my hips and start fucking me from behind. You stand beside the bed so you can just pull me onto your dick. I'm still recovering from my orgasm and having you from this angle is making it so deep and it feels amazing. Again you gather up my hair and hold it with one hand while you pull me toward you with the other. I'm rocking to meet you every time you go deeper inside of me. You pull a little harder on my hair and it makes me smack my ass against you even harder. I love you pulling on my hair while you're deep inside my pussy. You yank on it again and I start to have another orgasm. I scream out again, unable to be quiet. "I'm going to cum," you tell me. "Where do you want it?" I flip over and sit on the edge of the bed facing your dick. "Cum on my face and tits, please J!" I no sooner get the words out than your cum starts hitting my face. I open my mouth and swallow a bit of it as you finish cumming on my tits. You let out a moan as I rub your cum into my skin and squeeze my tits. I lay back on the bed and you lay down beside me. We're both exhausted and I turn and kiss you. "So, think we can go again in about thirty minutes?" I ask you. "Maybe sooner than that," you answer. I laugh and kiss you again and put my arm across your chest. "I'm glad you decided to visit," I say. "Me too." Weekend Visit I was standing on the cobbles outside your door in the fading evening sun. I had just come cross town on a sweaty tube train crammed next to noisy bankers and scary hooded teenagers and so it was great to just stop for a moment in the silky evening river breeze that ruffled my shirt collar. I was annoyed that I had not considered this bit; the plan to surprise you after work seemed a decent enough one but now faced with the reality of a big glass door and a radio key lock, it was evident that I had a small problem. As I stroked my hair in my reflection, the solution popped out in the form of a cheeky red faced chap who opened the door from the other side and bustled past me. The cool of the reception area was welcome, as was the realization that I was doubly lucky in that nobody was sitting behind the desk. I jogged through and bounded up the short flight of stairs to your floor. Pushing through the last screen door I finally got to the front door to your flat where I paused and listened. I could hear the radio on but nothing else so it was not obvious what you were doing. There was a faint waft of lemon cleaning fluid in the air but I guessed it was more likely to have come from the corridor cleaning that anything you were doing. Again I paused and took breath and then I rang the bell, my heart leaping into my mouth as I did. I heard you pad towards the door and then it opened quickly. You saw me standing there and squeaked slightly. An instant later you were putting your hands up over my shoulders and round the back of my head as you came down to kiss me. I had been looking forward to this moment since I had booked the flights a week ago and as our lips met it was everything I had been waiting for. The firm tenderness of your lips on mine and the hard dents of your teeth as I ran my tongue along the bottom of them made me quiver in release of sexual anticipation. I slid my arms round your waist and hugged you in close to me feeling your hard nipples poking into my pectoral muscles. With a quick sweep I picked you up and walked quickly down the corridor with you hugged against me. As I walked you broke the embrace and responded to the shock in a giant booming cackle. I looked up at your funny green eyes, full red lips and flash of a giant white grin as I deposited you on the corner of the table. Slight reticence, but only for a moment as I swept everything off the table onto the floor. Papers, a big book, a plate with some cutlery and a glass of something orange all crashed to the carpet and rolled towards the balcony. I pushed you back down onto the table and hopped up on top of you, pinning you flat with my weight. Again I kissed you deeply but this time running my damp lips down your cheeks and behind your ear. Pausing only a moment before kissing sharply quickly hotly a path down your neck and to the base of the V in your work shirt. A quick dart of my tongue across your chest and I was gone. I lifted myself off you, stood back down on the floor between your legs and picked up your calves hanging over the table edge. I ran my hands up over your knees, peeling your skirt up your thighs as I went. Then I ducked my head back down below your line of sight and placed a full wet sucking mouth onto your inner thigh just above your knee. I was sorry to see no stockings but at the same time it was evident that I was about to get where I was going faster because of it. My hands ran further up the outside of your thighs, bunching your skirt up as I went. Following was my mouth planting deep soft kisses on your inner thighs. I can feel your heat rising as I go higher and higher and I can taste the flush of your skin. I pushed on with rough deep kisses until I reached your knickers. I graze the outline of your pussy with my tongue, running it gently up and down the slit as you moan deeply. Deftly my hands pass over the tops of your thighs and hook under your panties. I raise my head to look at you quickly as I pull them down and off with one stroke. That done I look back down at you, hot, wet and semi naked on the table in front of me. My kissing mouth returns to the base or your outer lips, I pass my tongue up them ever so slowly and gently, tasting you properly for the first time. My tongue gets to the top of you pussy, turns and then slowly finishes the return downstroke. I part you with it and push deftly inside. You are soft and wet and you gasp as I do it. My tongue runs gently but firmly back up your inner lips to your clitoris where it circles it gently. The circles round your clitoris gently decrease in radius until I am lightly brushing over it with my tongue. I pause gently, sucking you into my mouth as I bring my finger up to where I can feel your mouth is. With your clitoris still sucked into the warmth of my mouth I am unable to see my finger move but I can feel it run over your lips and between your teeth. Knowing me as you do, you bite me hard making me gasp, I am careful not to do the same to you. I can feel my hard cock throbbing against the buttons of my jeans as I retract my now wet finger back down towards your open pussy. As I resume the tongue circling round your clitoris I gently insert my finger making you squeek for the second time in the last half hour. You were soft, warm and very wet and I could feel your body pulsing around my finger as it caressed slowly in and then out of you. My tongue flicked the underside of your clitoris and your breathing rate rose as I quickened the tongue and finger tempo. I could feel the shivers running through you intensify and as you came close and closer to orgasm you started to moan up at the ceiling over you. As you felt the edge of excitement coming at you I stopped, softly pulled my finger out and removed my warm sucking mouth from over your pussy. 'you bastard' you panted as you came back away from the edge. I stood up again between your legs but this time as I did so, I peeled my jeans down, popping the buttons free, as I went, hooking the waistband of my boxers in my thumbs. I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my lower clothes leaving me hard and naked from the waist down. You looked down at me between you legs to see me lean forward and slide my hard, now glistening shaft up the line of your soaking pussy, sailing gently upwards by your clitoris. You see me sink back down again and as you feel the head of my cock lodge closer to your inner lips you pull up slightly and tell me not to be so fast so you can return the oral favor. I smiled and pulled myself back down from the edge of penetration. I walked back around your leg and presented my cock towards your turned mouth. You grasped the base and at once pulled yourself forwards down onto me, your beautiful red lips all at once engulfing me. I could feel the warmth and softness of your mouth and you gently lapped your tongue round my tip making me shiver. As you start to massage me in your mouth you feel my balls tighten as my arousal started to peak. Increasing the tempo you sucked harder and I moaned in response. You smiled up at me and deliberately grinned, showing me my now solid cock resting between your beautiful white teeth. The devil in your eyes told me what was coming as you bit down firmly and swiftly, I strained a quick cry of pain but at the same time I felt the rush of pleasure course through me. Then you released and sucked me deep again into the softness of your mouth. You felt me relax and released me, your mouth coming free and panting up at me that now I may fuck you. You pulled me down onto the table so I was lying flat on my back, my rigid cock sticking up like a flagpole. Then you swung a leg over and straddled me. I saw you lower your glistening pussy so that the outer lips came to rest just above the straining head of my dick. You bent down and kissed me full with your beautiful lips before breaking the embrace to watch your pussy deftly slide down over my shaft, engulfing me fully. I felt your tightness slide down over me and your inner warmth come down to grab hold of me. You raised yourself back up and then dropped again, pushing hard down on me as you did. We both closed our eyes for a few moments as we raced with the pleasure. I felt you constrict around me tightly as your body came closer and closer and you in return felt what your tightening pussy was doing to me as my own breathing became sparse. As you passed over the edge you screamed and I saw your beautiful lips pass down below the line of my sight. I felt that ever so sexy fang tooth of yours scratch down towards the nape of my neck but then all of a sudden there was no need for you to use it as I climaxed over the edge and you thrusting heavily, sweatily, noisily over me as we drained every last ounce of fluid and energy out of each other. You collapsed on top of me and nestled your head into my chest. We probably would have gone to sleep had the table not been so uncomfortable and had I not gone more than four hours without a cup of tea. Weekend Visit They had decided that two visits per month should satisfy them until Thanksgiving rolled around, but it hadn't been easy, even accounting for hours spent on Skype. Cyra looked forward to these weekends, mostly spent in bed, and at most half-dressed. She sat in Warren's driveway, catching her breath and checking her make-up before heading up to the small house he had fixed up. She spent days planning her outfit, getting ready for him. Her jeans were almost too tight, hugging the curves of her ass, and the thin material of her lacy black top revealed the absence of a bra covering her ample breasts. With her bag thrown over her shoulder, she rang the doorbell and bit her lip in anticipation. The seconds felt like forever until he finally opened the door and let her shimmy past him, only briefly glancing at her outfit before following her inside. He ignored her once she was inside, returning his attention to the beer sweating on the counter. Cyra glanced at the clock mounted on the wall, though she already knew she was late. She could try to explain why she was tardy, that her class had a required lecture, and that she had even left early but it wouldn't make him less upset. She followed him, keeping a few feet away, staring down at the strappy black heels she had chosen for tonight. She hated disappointing him; it delayed pleasure and kept her from being able to touch him. She heard the bottle touch the counter again, and saw his brown leather shoes step in front of hers. She didn't dare look up at him, but Warren grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and yanked her head up so she was forced to stare into his eyes. She fought the urge to avert her eyes from his until he finally let go of her hair. "You're late." He turned away from her, slipping off his shoes as he walked back into the living room. She didn't dare take off her own shoes yet, but turned to follow him as he walked around her. He wasn't ready for her to respond. He sat down, and patted the spot on the couch next to him invitingly, and she obediently walked over and sat down, placing her full bag by her side, her hands in her lap, her eyes on her manicured nails. So much preparation just to disappoint him. "What should I do to punish you?" Warren placed on hand on each side of her neck and forced her to look up to him. He didn't look as upset as he sounded, but it was obvious he had something planned. "You made me wait for you; maybe I should punish you in kind. I might just blindfold you and handcuff you to the bed for a few hours..." He grinned as she bit her lip, not capable of refusing but desperately wishing she could. Locked in a room without him, wasting precious hours of this weekend being punished was not how she envisioned this meeting's beginning. He took his hands from her face, allowing her to look down once more. "Why don't you go into to the bedroom and get ready while I decide what I want to do with you." Cyra grabbed her bag and headed into the bedroom, her hips swaying as much as she dared. He probably wouldn't deny her, he looked forward to these weekends as much as she did, but she wanted to help him make the right choice. She closed the door to his room and looked at the familiar space before slipping her heels and jeans off, revealing toned legs and a barely there thong, gripping her round hips. She glanced over her body as she pulled the black top over her shoulders, then took her rolled her hands over her full breasts, rubbing her nipples, watching them perk up and harden. She debated putting on the lacy pink bra currently in her bag, wondering if the mystery was worth the risk. Would it make it harder or easier for her to entice him? She decided against it, stood up straight and examined herself in the mirror. She was certain he would finish his beer and come right in, but she heard him turn on the TV, and knew he would make her wait a little longer. She took the opportunity to explore the room, though she had examined the house many times. She looked at the trinkets on his dresser, from the watch he hardly wore to the ashtray full of change. She was so busy smelling the cologne she found that she didn't notice him coming up behind her until he yanked her arm and pulled her toward him, pressing her against the wood of the dresser, a handle digging into her lower back. She looked up at him, almost surprised to see him smiling down at her. He pressed himself against her more, almost causing her to cry out as he ground his hips into her. Warren leaned forward and whispered in her ear, grinding against her more roughly, "What a nosy bitch you've become, Cyra. A nosy little whore, exposing yourself." A hand reached up and roughly pinched her stiff nipple as he smirked at her. She finally yelped before biting her lip. He pulled back from her, pleased with his success. She looked down as she moved away from the handle, realizing that a bruise was forming where the metal had pressed into the center of her back. Warren's hand gripped her arm tightly, forbidding her from moving toward the bed. He opened the now accessible top drawer and glanced away from her to look through the toys inside. Cyra had seen the inside of the drawer many times, and experienced the majority of them. She felt herself getting wet with the thought of the handcuffs and whips inside, curious to see what he would pick first tonight. He pulled her arms behind her roughly and held her wrists together, but instead of the usual cool metal of handcuffs, Cyra felt rope circling her wrists, binding them together tightly. She glanced behind her, and was rewarded by being pushed to her knees. Warren held the rope in one hand and brushed her hair behind her ear softly before walking in front of her. He held her hair in his fist along with the rope and pulled her hair back roughly so she was forced to look up at him from her position on her knees. For a moment he just smiled down at her, using her hail to move her head around. She stared up at him, waiting for his first demand. "How talented is your mouth, bitch?" Slowly, he unbuckled the brown leather belt that Cyra had felt across her ass and thighs many times, and then he started to unbutton his jeans before pausing. "Talented enough to get these jeans off for me?" Cyra took the denim above the button in her mouth and pulled on it, exposing the zipper which was easier to remove. Warren pushed down his jeans and stepped out of them, leaving the straining boxers to Cyra, who eagerly pulled them down, allowing Warren's thick cock to bounce in front of her face. She had seen it many times before, but it never ceased to turn her on. She stuck out her tongue and circled around the head before flicking the pre-cum from the very tip, pulling away so that the combined saliva and pre-cum dripped down in a long thread from his cock to her lips. Before Warren could see the anticipation in her eyes, she moved forward again, sucking the head between her full lips and flicking the tip of her tongue against the bottom before bobbing her head along the shaft, running her tongue along it as she slid back and forth, soaking it with saliva. She pulled back, feeling it pop out of her lips, looking up at Warren for approval. His eyes opened and he smiled, "You better put my cock back in your mouth until I come or I tell you to spit it out." Cyra opened her mouth to return to her task, allowing Warren to use her hair to shove his dick into forcefully into her mouth, causing her to gag. He pressed her further still, until her nose was buried into his coarse pubic hairs. She desperately fought for breath, tears running down her cheeks. Warren pulled back for a moment, allowing her to breathe deeply before pressing back into her throat, groaning lowly. This time, Cyra was more prepared and moved her tongue, massaging his shaft as he began to fuck her face, faster until she was sure he would cum, causing her to choke each time his head pushed past her gag reflex. Suddenly, he pulled his cock from her mouth with a pop, and Cyra closed her eyes, expecting hot splashed of cum any moment. After a few seconds she opened her eyes to see Warren grinning down at her menacingly. He let go of her long hair and fell into her face, a few strands sticking to the saliva on her chin. Before she could figure out what he was planning, Warren was tugging on the rope that bound her hands together, forcing her to stand quickly as he stepped from his jeans and boxers, swiftly removing his shirt so that he was finally naked. She kept her eyes down as he turned and pushed her into the wall, letting the rope fall over back. She felt her feet leave the ground as he hoisted her ass up by her hips, his large hands pressing into her soft flesh. She felt him step forward so that her now soaking panties were pressed to his hard stomach, her legs slightly spread as they hung down. She was now wedged between the cool wall and his chest at an angle, one hand on her hip to steady her as the other dipped under her thong, testing her wetness. She was ready to be fucked, pressed against a wall or in the bed, in the shower or on the floor, but he was teasing her now. His curious fingers probed her lips, pushing the front of her panties down as he avoided her clit. He wanted to bring her too close, make her want it too badly. He shifted so that he could pull one side of the thong down, shifting and repeating the process, slowly revealing the only part of her body that had remained hidden. She wriggled into his stomach under the guise of helping him, attempting stimulate her clit without his knowledge. Warren ignored her, watching the delicate panties slide over her thighs and on to the floor before gripping her hips tightly enough to leave marks. As if forgiving her behavior, he began to lower her hips down to his cock, stopping as the tip brushed her clit. "Let's make one thing clear, slut. You don't come unless I say you can. You have to ask me very politely before you do, or else I'll just have to think of something really nasty for you." He loosened his grip on her hips, no longer needing to restrain her. "Do you understand?" Cyra began to nod, gasping when Warren's hands once more dug into her hips. She bit her lip, trying not to cry out, waiting for him to loosen his grip again. Instead, annoyed by her lack of response, he began to press her into the wall, willing her to say the magic words. She took a few deep breaths, deciding that she had better answer him, pain or not, of only to avoid punishment. She took a few solid breaths, gasping as this prompted further pressure on her hips. Quickly, she sputtered out "Yes, sir. I understand, sir." Suddenly all the pressure was removed and she felt Warren's cock brush against her slit as he lowered her slightly. She was lowered more, until Warren felt her soft, moist lips, and he let her drop, enveloping him completely. Cyra fought hard not to moan in response, but she didn't realize she had wrapped her legs around his torso, so that she unknowingly had control. Her legs held her steady, and Warren only needed on hand on her hip to guide her speed. Eagerly, her hips rose and fell over his large cock, her pussy muscles gripping eagerly, driving her closer to the forbidden orgasm. She was gasping now, fueled by Warren's short thrusts, sure he would come soon, leaving her sticky and degraded with her reward. She bounced faster and faster on his cock, her own stimulation driving her close. Suddenly, she called out. "Please, sir, can I come, sir?" She begged for the privilege, but instead was suddenly held above Warren's cock before her feet were lowered to the floor. She had been denied. Warren chuckled, pulling her hair back sharply so she fought to stare up at him perched on her toes, her back arched. He held her there and pressed his lips roughly to hers, nearly causing her to topple over. Realizing this effect, he let go of her hair and pressed harder, grinding into her roughly so that she fell with a yelp. He stared down at her, sprawled out on the floor, her hair covering her face as she attempted to sit up. Warren pushed her over with his foot, then stepped on the rope binding her wrists so she couldn't stand. He smiled down at her as she tried to shake her hair from her face unsuccessfully. "Poor bitch, you look like a hot mess, spilled on the up so she was finally looking in his eyes. "Come on, climb up little hot mess." He smiled at her and stood back, his foot still firmly on the rope. Cyra looked up in disbelief, waiting for him to laugh or lift up his foot, but he just stared down at her. Slowly, she pulled her legs under her then rose up to her knees, she planted one foot to the side, since her bound wrists were useless. As she rose up, she reached the end of the rope, her hands stretched uncomfortably behind her. She glanced up at Warren one more, pleading. He smirked down at her, straining against the rope. "Are you really so weak that you even need me to help you stand up?" He shook his head and clucked his tongue at her, reaching down to grab the rope, yanking it up roughly so Cyra was forced to stand quickly and stumble as she fought to regain her balance. Warren pushed her on to the bed before she could, watching her topple over into the sheets. Cyra looked up at him and spread her legs invitingly. Warren fell on top of her dramatically and buried his face in her neck. He teased her by moving his hips so that the tip of cock brushed against her clit enticingly. She fought the urge to press into him, once more burying him inside of her. He bit her neck roughly, eliciting a moan as she struggled to stay still under his heavy body. He grabbed her hip to hold her down, digging his fingers in enough to leave bruises as he drove himself inside of her. It was Warren's turn to moan as Cyra gripped on to him, driving him in as deep as he would go. Warren gasped, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy before starting to rapidly pump in and out of her, moving his hand to pull one of her legs over his shoulder as he did so. Cyra's breaths became quick and short as she approached climax. "Please, Sir, can I cum? Please, Please, may I cum?" Warren slowed his pace for a moment as if to consider it, torturing her since she was so close to orgasm. He sped up again, as if daring Cyra to try without permission. Instead, she began to plead louder, almost yelling. "Please, please, please sir, can I cum? May I cum, sir?" She began to bite her lip, trying to fight the growing pleasure. "I give you permission to cum, bitch" Warren said breathlessly as he began to move even faster, attempting to finish the same time as Cyra. He felt her body begin to shake below him, and as her pussy began to tighten Warren pumped a few times into her, his first few shots of cum splashing inside her before he pulled out and began to shoot his seed across her stomach and chest. Finally spent, warren fell to her side, gently rolling her over and undoing her bonds before rubbing her chafed, red wrists.