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Wild

By: Bendis



I spin; planning to stalk off in anger. I'm in a rage and am afraid of where this might go if I stand in front of you much longer. In one long stride you're right behind me. Grabbing the back of my arms, you jerk me roughly against your body. I try once to pull away, knowing it's futile. You jerk me back against you even harder; emitting a low growl at my defiance.

"Let go," I hiss through clenched teeth.

Both of us know that isn't going to happen. For one, you just won't...ever. For twos, you know I'll spin around swinging, claws bared, like a wild animal.

I can feel your hot breath on my ear. "Don't pull away from me like that," you say coolly.

I turn my head sharply, away from your mouth and your chastening. Furious, my chest heaving, breath coming ragged...you know what your voice, all low and sultry, deep in my ear like that does to me and right now I can't stand that you do.

I hate that you can have such an affect on me....the way you can turn my anger into something else...redirect my rage. It was my dark secret until I met you. You seemed to have known from the start just how to untame me. Right now I'm feeling like a captured animal, and if I even thought I could wriggle free and attack you or run away, I wouldn't. My instincts and previous experience have taught me that trying to get away from you only causes myself a lot more humiliation and pain than if I'd just stayed still.

You're whispering in my ear again, and I'm trying to ignore you. The words don't even matter any more....I'm past the point of understanding words. All I know is your hot breath and wet tongue against my ear. I make one more feeble attempt to pull away...more a reaction than an actual effort to escape. You pull me into you again, harder, squeezing my arms so tight I know you're going to leave bruises. I can feel you pushing your hardness against my ass, rubbing ever so slightly, teasing me.

I'm on that brink....of rage and ecstasy, and I can hear parts of your whispered words in my ear, hot against my neck as you lick it, "...give in...give in to me."

"Fuck you," I respond evenly.

Your ridiculing laugh only inflames me more, but there isn't much I can do. If I were even half-successful at getting away you'd have me pinned down faster than I could blink. I know this, and it only makes me angrier at my helpless position.

In frustration, I throw my head back against your shoulder, trying to turn away from you. I don't want to see you; don't want you to see me. I don't want my ear anywhere near your wicked mouth. I'm still pissed at you - this teasing has only made me angrier. I wish you'd let me go so I could just get away from you....be alone. Yet, there's that smaller part, that is growing by the second, that doesn't want you to let me go at all. Not realizing I'd just bared my neck enticingly to you, I'm not prepared for when you sink your teeth deep into my skin. I scream, I buck...you only hold me tighter, digging your nails into my arms.

"Stop!" I scream, but if you heard me, my pleas are ignored.

I know you're not going to break the skin, but it sure feels like it. You're still furious at me from our fight, and you'd never draw my blood in anger. I jerk my head forward and away from you, ripping my skin from your teeth. You don't miss a beat, and sink your teeth into the nape of my neck. I can't move a muscle. Damn you! Taking your right arm, you wrap it around my chest and hold me against your own, pinning my arms to my sides. Your left hand quickly finds its way down my pants and I feel your fingers slide over my steaming pussy. I gasp at this sudden intrusion, and the way you so spitefully are teasing my burning clit...pulling on it and squeezing it in that way that makes me wild. You roughly stick your finger inside of me, fucking me with it as I whimper and grind my ass into your cock pressed tight against me. You've let go of my neck, are whispering in my ear again. I want to reach up and pull your hair, scratch your face...but my arms are pinned tight. My mind is seething but my body has abandoned my efforts to not give in as my hips simultaneously fuck your finger and bump my ass against your cock. Pulling your hand out of my pants, you grab me by the shoulders and spin me around to face you.

I've got to move quickly to get around you. Before I'm even turned around completely I lunge for your chest and get your nipple between my teeth and bite you as hard as I can.

"Ow, fuck!" you yell, grabbing me by my hair and jerking me away from your chest.

I cry out, swinging blindly and trying to hit you. I feel myself hit something...your face? Whatever I made contact with, it must've worked because I feel you let go of my hair just enough for me to wrench it free and jump right on top of you. I take you by surprise and we both hit the floor, hard, me on top of you. You look up at me with a frightening anger in your eyes, and I grin at you mischievously. I'm enjoying this glory; it's rare that I can get you down on the ground.

"Fucker," I taunt you, bringing my face close enough to yours so they're just barely touching.

"You're gonna pay for that," you tell me in a low voice.

"Good," I tell you, kissing you softly and pulling back....biting your lip and teasing you. "I hope so."

I kiss you again, our tongues finding and twisting around one another's. I can't believe you're letting me stay on top and take control...especially when we started off so pissed. I'd be a little more surprised if I didn't know how much you loved me being on top of you. I pull your shirt over your head and toss it across the room. A chest such as that should not be covered up. I lick the nipple I previously bit, teeth marks still evident; it would probably be a bruise if you bruised. I reach one hand down and grab your crotch, hot and hard, massaging it through your jeans while I lick, suck, and bite my way down your chest, over your stomach...to the top of your jeans. I've got those off in seconds. I rake my nails over your erection and through your boxers. I here you take in a deep breath, and I pull those down, too.

"Oh, baby," I say, taking your cock in my hand and running it slowly up and down. I lean down and tease the head with my tongue, flicking over it and running it around. I lick the entire length of you, slowly, getting it all nice and wet. I slide my lips over the head, just a little, teasing you. Then go all the way down without closing my lips around you – just a little preview. I come back up with my teeth, gently scraping them along your cock. The next time down, I lock my lips around you, sliding my tongue along the base as I suck. I feel your hand in my hair, grabbing a handful of it and forcing me to go at the pace you desire. I can only comply, moaning around your cock as I suck it, loving the feeling of you in my mouth. Suddenly you yank my hair, pulling my head up. I'm staring right into your eyes now and all I want is back at that cock.

"I'm going to fuck you," you tell me, giving me that delightfully evil look that gets me all excited and wet at the same time.

"Only if you hurt me," I say, smiling my own wicked smile.

I start to scoot back as if to get away and make a quick escape, but you're on me before I can blink, pinning me on the ground flat on my back.

"Where do you think you're going?" you ask, bringing your face close to mine.

I try to turn away, but you grab my face and turn it back towards yours. You lick the side of my face, down my neck, back up my throat and slide your tongue between my lips. I love it when you kiss me hard like that. I've bucked up and am grinding into you – not even realizing that I'm doing so. I feel you undoing my pants, and slipping them off of me. You sit up, and I gasp as I feel you rubbing your cock against my clit.

"You want this?" you ask me.

"Yes, baby – I do," I say, giving you a look that says 'stick-it-in-me-now'.

You shake your head. "Beg me."

That snaps me back down to earth. "What?"

"If you want it, you have to beg me for it," you say again, giving me a sly smile.

I can feel my anger from the fight rise once more. "I don't even think so," I say, propping myself up on my elbows. I narrow my eyes at you. "I don't have to beg for it. Give it to me."

You shake your head slowly, still grinning. You slide just the head in, and back out again – slowly - and I suck in my breath. "You don't want it?" you ask.

"Stop that," I say, biting my lip.

"Why?" You're running the tip of your cock along the length of my pussy now, which always drives me wild. Every few turns, you slip just the head inside of me – teasing me. "Does it feel good?"

My breathing is heavy once more, but I'm fighting not to give in. I shake my head.

"I know you want it," you go on, chastising me. "You're sooo wet. You want my dick inside of you – tell me."

"Baby..." I whimper, hoping you'll let me slide. I feel foolish when you put me on the spot like that, and I also hate to let you win. Still, the urge to have you inside of me is overcoming all of that.

"Please," I finally say, in such a low whisper you barely hear me.

"What was that?" you ask, putting just the tip of your cock inside of me – and stopping. "I can't hear you."

I want more than that and you know it. "Please, baby – please," I say, louder this time. "I want you inside of me."

It's a sweet relief when you start to slide into my steaming pussy and I moan loudly, arching my back and closing my eyes. I hear you, too but then you stop.

I open my eyes and look at you, surprised.

"That was pathetic," you tell me. "You're lucky you got that much. I told you to beg me."

"You son-of-a..." I start.

You cut me off, "Careful." I feel you starting to pull out.

"Don't, please," I say. "Baby, don't make me..."

"Why not?" you ask, teasing me again by sliding slowly in and out. "If you want it, you can do it."

It feels too damn good, and there's no way I'm going to let you go now. "Oh, god," I moan. I can't stand this anymore. "Alright, ok – fuck! Please, baby – please!"

"Please what?"

"Put it inside of me – I want your cock inside of me...please."

As much as I hadn't wanted to do this, now I can't stop. The more I beg, the louder I get, the more you slide slowly into me. As foolish as I might've felt a few seconds ago screaming "Give it to me", it has now become part of my mantra.

Blessedly soon, you're all the way in. I feel your chest against mine, and you kiss me hard and deep. All of this teasing has me so worked up it isn't going to take much to take much to get me off.

"Fuck me," I tell you.

"Are you sure?" you ask, knowing I don't normally cum this way.

I nod and then scream as you comply. You bite my neck – hard - and I claw at your back. My mind is gone – in that place where there is only you and me and you fucking me. I feel your lips on mine once more, and as our tongues meet I taste my own blood. That's all it takes, and all of me becomes one, white-hot zinging sensation. My back arches up, my toes curl and I cry out – all control over my body lost in the heat of my orgasm. In the din I hear you – your cries – and I feel you – and realize you're cumming, too. It peaks, falters and rises again once more – and all I know is intense pleasure and my own cries.

Then it's down – slowly I come back down and reality comes more into focus. You're lying on my chest, trying to catch your own breath. We lay there for a few moments, ragged, heavy breathing against one another. Realizing I'm clawing into your back rather viciously, I pull back my hands and gasp to see my fingernails bloody.

"Baby," I say, putting one hand on the top of your head. "Oh my god."

You look up at me, "I need a cigarette."

That is exactly what I was thinking. You sit up as I scoot back a little and grab my pack of Camels from the nightstand. I take out two – noticing that my hands are still shaking – and light them. I hand you yours and take a deep breath. "I think my brain just exploded."

"I know," you say crawling over next to me. You lay on the bed, putting your head in my lap, blowing smoke up at me.

"Stop that," I say, looking down at you and playing with your hair. "I need a nap after all that shit."

You nod. "Yep. Then we can do it again."

I laugh. We finish our cigs, and get under the covers together. The sun is just starting to set outside and the room is lit only with the faint light of the evening. I light a candle that I always keep on the nightstand, and snuggle into your arms. We lie there in the gathering dusk, the only sound our breathing, until we fall asleep.

Wild



He

With the tide coming in, the sea was wild and exciting. But today, after seeing her coming out of the water in her wet salwar kameez, he had started feeling an excitement of a different kind. Ashamed at the tumescence fuelled by his own forbidden thoughts he had gone back into the sea. But that had given little respite. No matter how hard he tried, his growing hardness kept on rearing its head. He was almost in chest deep waters now and felt relieved that nobody could see what was happening to him.

"Shit!" He cursed himself. "How could he think of her like that?" 

A wave caught him unawares and sent him reeling. He loved the feel of water all around him but today he felt a mild panic. As he surfaced again he looked around. There were shrieks and shout all around from joyous bathers. He kept on looking all around him. 

"What am I searching for?" He wandered.

He knew it. "God, why am I doing this?" He covered his face with his hands. At least, he could obliterate himself from the rest of the world. 

"It seems to be just out of control. No matter how hard I try the images keep coming back to me. How can I ever harbour such forbidden thought about her. It's like desiring your own daughter. God! Help me." He prayed.

Disgusted with himself, he started swimming deeper into the sea. Past the breaker line the sea was tranquil. He just kept on floating on his back. Far from the howling crowd, he felt relaxed. It was as if the sea was communicating with his soul. Immediately, he felt a stupor overcoming him. He closed his eyes enjoying the numbness. 

His eyes closed shut – it started again. One by one the images started coming back. She was wading through the water back to the shore. He could see her from a distance. A tall and graceful figure walking towards him. Her wet clothes were sticking to her body and he could make out how she would look sans them. She came upto him running her hands through her wet hair. 

Embarrassed, he looked away. 

"Tired. Already?" She must be talking to him.

He looked up at her, shielding his eyes from the bright, but not unpleasant winter sun. 

"No, just in for a break." He felt lump in his throat. Quickly, he turned his eyes back to the sea. 

"God! That's an uninhibited exhibitionism." He thought.

"Brata is still in there. He is just like you...absolutely wild about the sea. Can go on for hours and hours. I love the sea too but not like you two. You sitting on the shore, that surprised me." 

He looked up at her again. She was looking out into the sea, probably trying to locate her husband. 

"No! Arun, no!" He could hear the voice of conscience. But he just couldn't desist himself from running his eyes over her body, so apparent in the clinging wet clothes. She had turned to get a better view into the sea and in the process had given him a better view. He had always thought her to be somewhat flat chested but now her breasts, though encased in the bra, appeared firm and shapely. The nipples were prominent even through the undergarment. Otherwise she had everything that a man would find desirable. A finely chiseled face with prominent cheek bones perched on a long neck. She was slim with high hips and long shapely legs. If only he could caress that magnificent body just for once. 

"Just can't locate him." She said resignedly and turned back to him.

She had caught him by surprise and even though he quickly tore away his lustful gaze from her body it was not before she had noticed him watching her. But she said nothing. Picking up her towel from beside him, she wrapped it around herself and without even a word started walking towards the hotel.

Arun knew she had noticed him ogling her. She had responded by promptly distancing herself from him and protectively throwing the towel around her.

For a moment desire urged him to follow her. The elevator or their room...where he could embrace her without others knowing. However, sense prevailed upon him. 

"Shit. How could I even think of her that way? I'm old enough to be her father." Arun wandered. 

Dejected, Arun got up and went back to the sea. Floating on his back he was enjoying the tranquil sea. He started thinking about his work...the meeting of the Board of Directors that was just a month away.

"Shit!" He cursed himself. He was to retire in a couple of months and still he was so preoccupied with his office. 

"I refuse to think of office while on vacation. It's time to relax" He resolved.

But the moment he closed his eyes, her sensual images started coming back. This time he did not fight the urge to recollect the way she looked in her wet clothes. After all he was a man and she a woman and physical attraction between the two sexes was absolutely natural, he started thinking. Of course, there are social laws and customs prohibiting a sexual relation between them but then laws and customs are made to be broken. So long as both wanted it, there's nothing that prevents them from getting into bed. That would involve taking a lot of precautions so that nobody else gets to know. Otherwise it will devastate the whole family...his sons, wife and even her. But then things can always be worked out. He was certainly not the only man on earth to develop carnal feelings for his daughter. In fact, its widespread enough to motivate authors like Alberto Moravia and Harold Robbins to write novels about it. Never in the past had he recognized the importance of paraplegics, the was he did today. This small and simple thing has effectively countered the muck usually associated with making love. No relationships were taboo any longer. It only required a will to break those imaginary mental restrictions. 

"Oh God! If only she agrees." He prayed.

His hands gently started caressing his erection as he fantasized about what they could do together. There was a perfect fusion of reality and fantasy. He would take her into the sea and then start getting fresh with her. He could imagine her initial shock but soon he will have her excited enough that she will not be able to refuse his advances. Then he would take her back to their hotel room and get under the shower together. Gently he would soap her whole body, leaving no peaks and valleys untouched. By the time he would finish drying her with the towel, both of them would be excited enough and nothing, absolutely nothing could prevent them from enjoying the fruits of carnal pleasure. The first time will be normal sex, maybe doggy fashion. The variants will follow. In his excitement, he could think no longer. His erection was hard and huge now. As his fingers continued caressing his male hardness he came.

"Rupa, this is for you." He hissed, his secretion washed away by the sea.





Wild 69



All couples play some variety of strip poker, and my wife and I have our own version. The rules are simple, and there are no losers in our version...only winners. We always start each game by dividing the poker chips evenly, making sure that each player starts with enough chips to make the game last long enough for everybody to get sufficiently aroused, but not too long that it becomes frustrating. 

While dividing the chips, we each choose an award that we will receive if we are the winner of the game. Once the awards are agreed upon, no player may dispute the awards later in the game. The game is not over until one player takes all of the other player's chips. Awards are paid out at a later date, not immediately upon conclusion of the game. This allows the winner to fully enjoy their reward. The only way a game can end early, is if one of the players surrenders the remainder of their chips. 

The person who surrenders their chips is entitled to an immediate orgasm for speeding up the conclusion of the game and agreeing to grant the other's award. This is done by pushing their remaining chips across the bed and simply stating, "I give up, now make me come." 

Note: This has only happened during one game, when after a very long game, several orgasms by my wife, and pretty even piles of chips, I decided I could not wait any longer. Even though, by surrendering I had agreed to let my wife tie me up the next night, the blowjob that I received immediately made it all worth it. 

There are a few other rules, but all are designed to slowly increase each player's level of arousal, and have never failed to do so. The first is that side bets are allowed on each hand. Side bets must be made before a player looks at his/her hand, and must be paid off immediately by the loser of that hand. 

Side bets have included things as tame as kissing the other players neck, making the other player take off a piece of clothing, and rubbing the other players butt while kissing them. But as the game goes on, the side bets tend to become more risqué, including things such as me getting to smell my wife's pussy from behind, her licking my balls, and me fingering her while we kiss. 

Nothing is off limits, and there have been some pretty erotic side bets made over the course of many poker games. The only other rule is that if a player is dealt a 6 and a 9 of the same suit, they turn them over and get an immediate pay off. If I turn over the 69, then she must put my cock in her mouth for a set time (the first 69 is 10 seconds, the second is 20, and time increases each time).

The particular game I am going to describe had a surprising ending, and happened last night. We put on music and fixed drinks, like we always do, and divided up the chips. My wife asked me what my award was going to be if I won, and I smugly told her that I wanted to fuck her ass. 

I have wanted to do this for a long time, but she has always stopped me when I tried to put my cock in her, saying that it was too big. I knew that she would agree to it, since not denying somebody the award that they wanted was a matter of pride for both of us. 

I knew I had her backed into a corner, and was feeling pretty sly until she looked me in the eye with a slight grin on her face, and said, "Ok, but when I win, I get to fuck your ass." 

Gulp! She had literally just raised the stakes. I suddenly realized that this game was going to be different. I was not really worried about that happening as I always deal because she doesn't like to shuffle, and I have become pretty good at cheating. I'm not proud of it, and it is usually just to help increase the sexuality of the game, but now I knew I needed to make sure I won.

The game started pretty tame as usual, with early side bets allowing me to kiss her neck, her making me take my shirt off, and me making her take off her bra so I could kiss her nipples. After a few hands, I decided it was time for somebody to get a 69. 

While shuffling, I make sure that there is a 6 and a 9 of the same suit at the bottom of the deck, with one card in between. Then I cut the deck several times from the middle putting the cut on top, but the last cut I take only a few cards off the bottom and put them on top, ensuring someone would be dealt the 69. 

It doesn't really matter to me who gets them, as I enjoy both sides of the payoff. Well, she got the first set, and calmly flipped them over as she got up and walked around the bed. I quickly assumed "the position" on my back on the floor, and she came around to stand over me. 

Since this was the first time she only had 10 seconds, so she squatted over my face, and rubbed her pussy on my mouth and nose. She always keeps her panties on for the first couple, so I was only able to enjoy her scent and feel the wetness of her thong. I could tell that she was already getting aroused because her thong was pretty damp for this early in the game. 

After 15 seconds or so (the winner always takes liberties with the time, but who's counting?) she stood back up and went back to her side of the bed. I won the hand, and thus my side bet of making her sit on my lap and turn her head to kiss me. 

The timing was good because due to the 69 she just drew, my cock was poking her in the ass as we kissed. She ground her ass on me and we kissed with a passion that was more intense than usual at this point in the game. 

We traded wins on the next two hands and then she won the next hand, which allowed her to put her hand in my shorts and stroke my cock while she licked my ear. My cock was definitely straining after this payoff, and I was thinking that I may need to speed up the conclusion of the game so I could hurry to getting to having sex with her. 

It was time for another 69, so I did my cut trick again, and she was the lucky one for the second time. She flipped the 69 over, and I laid on my back next to the bed. However, this time when she came around the bed, she stood over my head facing my feet. She lifted her skirt and squatted down to my waiting face. But just before she made contact with my lips, she slipped her finger inside the front strip of her thong and pulled it to the side. 

Without any material covering her, her dewy lips made contact with my lips, and my nose slid between her cheeks and nestled against her asshole. She rocked her hips gently back and forth as I pushed my tongue into her glistening folds. My nose was rubbing against her tight asshole, and I could tell that she was enjoying her prize, while I was enjoying her most intimate scent. After 25 or more seconds of me fucking her with my tongue, she reluctantly stood.

"Ooh yeah, I'm feeling lucky tonight," she murmured as she winked at me.

She took my shorts with her next win, and then I got to finger her while I kissed her neck on the next hand. On the following hand, I said I wanted to take off her thong and smell her from behind, so I picked 8's as a wild card and made sure there was an 8 on the bottom. She threw in 3 cards and after I dealt her 3 new cards, while she was looking at her new cards, I drew 3 from the bottom of the deck and got the other 8. 

So obviously I won the hand with 3 kings, and I walked around the bed and she stood and leaned over the bed. I kneeled behind her and pulled her thong down her legs and she stepped out of them and spread her legs a little. I pushed my face into her ass and took several deep breaths, enjoying her heady aroma for the second time. I bent my neck lower and pushed farther into her until I could feel the wetness of her pussy on my nose. 

She smelled so sexy that I couldn't resist sticking my tongue out and running it through her lips before pulling back and continuing across her taint and between her cheeks, making sure to brush it over her pink rosebud. She stood up and said that that didn't feel like smelling. I told her I always stick my tongue out when I'm sniffing, and showed her how I sniff with my tongue out. We both laughed, and I went back to my side of the bed to deal the next hand. 

I wanted some more of that, so I made sure to deal a 69 on the next hand. But this time, I had the 69 in my hand, so I flipped them over and got up and went to stand before her on her side. She pulled down my boxer briefs, and my cock sprang out semi hard. She grabbed it in her little hand and ran her thumb over the tip, rubbing the drop of precum over the head of my cock. 

She moaned a little as she put the head into her mouth and swirled her tongue over the tip several time before opening her lips and sinking down to take me fully into her mouth. As her tongue ran over the underside of my head and shaft, I felt a jolt of electricity shoot through me. I put my hands in her hair, and fucked her mouth for several strokes. When time was up, I decided that I needed to push this game along or I might not last long enough to win. 

I didn't cheat on every hand, but by drawing from the bottom of the deck, I made sure I won more hands than her over the next several hands. In doing so, I won side bets that allowed me to suck her nipples again, put her over my knee and give her a couple of spanks, and rub the head of my cock on her clit for about 20 seconds. After the last, I could tell that she was close to cumming. I dealt a 69 on the next hand, and she flipped it over before I even looked at my cards. 

By the time I was lying on my back next to the bed, she was standing over me waiting to take her seat. She kneeled down facing forward, and rubbed her swollen lips up over my chin and settled on my mouth. I decided that I was going to make her cum, and quickly moved from pushing my tongue into her hot pussy, up to her clit and started sucking on it. She responded right away, and started rubbing her tits while grinding her clit on my mouth. 

I don't even think she needed the full 40 seconds that she was allowed, before she went rigid and came with a shudder. She got up and sauntered back to her side and I won the hand, although we had forgotten to side bet. As I was shuffling the next hand, she picked 3's as the wild card, and I made sure that there was a 3 on the bottom. But what she said next both shocked me, and made me change my strategy for the hand. 

As I was dealing, she stated, "For my side bet, I want you on your knees behind me, with your tongue where you want to put your dick." 

My mouth fell open, and I was so surprised that I forgot to side bet again. We often enjoyed anal play with mouths and fingers, but she had never been so bold as to talk about it. This time when she wanted to draw 3 cards, I dealt hers from the bottom, making sure that she got the 3 I had hidden under there. I wanted her to win the hand but she didn't bet much so I figured that she didn't have a great hand. 

So when she asked what I had, I looked at my two pairs, and said, "I only have a pair of sixes." 

She broke into a wide smile and threw her cards down and said, "Pair of queens, on your knees boy!"

I went around and got behind her, and she lifted her skirt over her beautiful ass. I grabbed her cheeks with both hands, spread them, and ran my tongue up the dank valley of her ass. As my tongue crossed her puckered bud, she moaned and reached down to rub her pussy. I circled my tongue around her dark hole a couple times, before pushing it against her tight ring and applying gentle pressure. As my tongue started to slowly penetrate her tight ass, she zeroed in on her clit and started furiously rubbing it. 

She pushed back against my tongue, and I was rubbing the back of her legs as my tongue sank into her forbidden back door. She started whimpering, and pushed harder against my face, all the while feverously rubbing her swollen nub. Just as I was about to extract my tongue from her asshole, she screeched and her legs went rigid, and she actually squirted cum all over my chin and chest. I pulled my tongue out and reached under to catch the last squirt in my mouth and drank her delicious nectar. 

I slowly pulled away, and walked over to my side of the bed. She was still laying over the edge of the bed when I took my seat and started shuffling. I knew that I had to get to the end of the game soon, as she was already pretty satisfied and I was afraid she would lose interest. I didn't need to worry, as she was hot as a firecracker, and had a hungry look in her eye. 

I had most of the chips, but I still needed to win a couple more hands, and I would ensure that I finally got to put more than my tongue in her ass. I shuffled quickly, and started dealing. I had two aces on the bottom of the deck, so I knew I had a good chance of winning this hand. I picked 6's for the wild card, and she said that her side bet was that she got to sit on my lap and put my cock in her for 4 strokes. 

I really wanted that to happen, but I couldn't afford to let her win, so I said that my side bet was that she had to bend over the bed again and I got to put my cock in her for 5 strokes. She clapped her hands and claimed she was a winner either way. 

I dealt the cards, and was pleased to see that I had an ace and a 6 in my hand already. So with the two aces on the bottom, I would have 4 aces, almost impossible to beat. I looked up and asked her how many cards she wanted, but she didn't answer, she just looked at me with a funny look on her face. 

I gave her a questioning look back, and she looked down at the bed. I followed her eyes, and the 6 and 9 of clubs were lying face up in front of her. I looked back up, but she was already off the bed and coming around. I was a little rattled to see the 69 since I didn't intentionally deal it, but I was more focused on the bottom of the deck. She had just gotten them from luck. I quickly assumed the position, and she was kneeling over my face, facing my feet. 

She said, "Be gentle, and get me ready to take your big cock for the side bets." 

I lazily ran my tongue between her velvety folds, and she reached down and took my cock out of my boxers and slowly stroked it. I was hard as a brick, and ready to fuck! She got up before the full time, but I was ok with it. She bet pretty big, because she had three jacks, but was crushed when I threw over my four aces. 

She quickly recovered and said, "Doesn't matter, I get that fat cock either way." 

She got up and bent over the bed and lifted her skirt. I moved behind her and grabbed my throbbing cock, and lined it up with her slick lips. I rubbed the head up and down her slit a couple of times, and on the third pass, she pushed back hard and buried my cock in her balls deep. I groaned loudly, and slowly pulled it out and started counting aloud the strokes. 

My plan was to get my 5 strokes, and win the last couple hands I needed to take the rest of her chips, so I could get back to this very position and fuck her like an animal. But she had different plans... Each time I sank all the way into her, she would reach back and grab my hips to keep me buried, and rotate her hips to increase the friction. I was quickly losing control, and wrenched my bulging cock from her burning tunnel, only to push it all the way back in. 

She again grabbed my hips and held me while she rotated her hips, and I knew that I was going to erupt soon. On the fourth stroke, as she ground her hips, I felt the unmistakable feeling deep within me. As I pulled out for my fifth and final stroke, I felt my orgasm rip through me like a freight train, so I stopped mid stroke, only to slam back against her. 

The first shot felt like I was expelling half of my bodily fluids into her. She screamed when she felt the molten cum hit the walls of her pussy, and pulled me tighter into her. I shot jet after jet of scorching cum into her as I pulled on her hips to keep myself buried within her. As I finished one of the best orgasms of my life, I slumped forward and lay across her back. 

Our bodies slipped against each other as we were both covered in sweat, and she cooed, "Oh baby, that was so good." 

As we lay there in the afterglow, I started to regain my senses. I realized that she still had chips left, so technically I had not won and she would use that to keep me from fucking her ass. So I reluctantly pulled out of her with an audible slurp, and walked over to my side of the bed and started shuffling. She asked what the hell I was doing, and I said we had to finish the game. 

She said, "Uh...baby...I think we just finished." 

I told her the rules of the game said that it was not over until somebody won all of the other's chips. 

She laughed and said, "Oh, since when did you become the rules police?" 

I told her since her ass was on the line...literally. She laughed, and I told her that we didn't have to side bet, but I was just protecting the integrity of the game. 

She said, "You're so funny, Mr. Integrity. Ok, deal, maybe I'll win all the chips back and get to fuck your cute little ass." 

I said that was unlikely, and thought, actually impossible since I'll be dealing from the bottom of the deck. 

Of course, she won the next hand, even though I had dealt myself an extra wild card. She had a straight to beat my 3 of a kind. But I won the next hand with the help of several wild cards off the bottom of the deck. She was down to only 4 chips, so I planned on letting her win the next hand before taking the last hand or two I'd need to win. Didn't want it to be too obvious. 

But as I was shuffling, I noticed a 2 one card from the bottom, just as she picked deuces for the wild card. I figured, to hell with obvious, I'm gonna get this over with. I dealt the cards, and had 4 hearts and the 2 of diamonds. I already had a flush, and knew that I was going to get to fuck her in the ass tomorrow. 

I decided to down play it, and grabbed one chip and threw it in. I asked her how many cards she wanted, and she thought for a long time. 

I said, "Come on baby, staring at them is not gonna make them better. Haha!" 

I crack myself up. 

She said, "I'm just trying to decide how to play this hand." 

I asked if she needed to look at her cheat sheet that had the ranking of all the possible hands on it. 

She said, "No, I was just trying to decide how I wanted to play these." 

With that, she threw over two spades...the 6 and the 9. She later said that she wished she would have had a picture of my face when I looked at those cards. 

I started to stammer, and said, "Babe, we said we weren't gonna side bet." 

She started to get up and said, "That's not a side bet, that's instant pay off." 

She was right. 

I started to protest, but she cut me off, "Look rule-nazi, it was your decision to finish. You just had to have this ass." 

With that she slapped her butt, as she walked around the bed. She pointed to the floor and said, "Assume the position. Now!" 

I was trying to find a way out of it, but I knew there was no way. If I wanted her to pay off her bet, and also to ever play poker again, I was going to have to eat her pussy that I just filled with my cum. As I realized I was stuck, and she was coming around the bed, she stopped. I thought for a fleeting second that she was going to let me off the hook, but instead she leaned over and pushed the rest of her chips into my pile. 

Then she looked down and said, "I give up, now make me cum." 

The look of triumph on her face was so damn cute as she invoked the surrender rule. She was really getting me with all of the rules. I resignedly laid down and looked up at her as she approached. Her lips were puffy and red, and were slightly gaping open. 

I could see a bit of translucent fluid clinging to her lips. I knew that it was partially my cum, mixed with hers. She put a foot on either side of my head, facing my feet, and looked down into my eyes. 

Then she did a quick pirouette so her back was to my feet and said, "I want to look into to your eyes as you clean my pussy and make me cum."




Wild 69



As she squatted down, her swollen lips spread a little more, and I could smell our mixed juices. The aroma was the sexiest thing I have ever smelled, and suddenly I was not dreading what I was about to do. Deciding to embrace the situation and to enjoy sharing the most erotic thing we have ever done together, I grabbed her hips as she approached my face, and pulled her to me. 

Her pussy was sloppy, and at first she slid across my face like she was slipping on ice. She righted herself, and planted her gaping hole right over my mouth. I pulled down on her hips, and pushed my tongue into her mushy pussy. She immediately started purring, and bucked her hips back and forth. As her slick pussy slid back and forth across my mouth and chin, I licked up as much moisture as I could. 

The taste was different, but not unpleasant. It was actually turning me on how sexy she tasted, and how taboo it was. She smelled musky, and I felt like my whole face was being swallowed by her engorged pussy. Her clit ran over my nose, and she must have liked it, because she gasped and started grinding it against the bridge of my nose. This left her creamy pussy right over my mouth, so I pressed my lips hard against hers, and sucked hard. 

She bore down with her clit on my nose, and spit out between gritted teeth, "Get ready baby, because I'm about to fill your mouth!"

And she did. Her back arched, she pulled on the back of my head, and her pussy began to contract. The first spasm felt like it was going to turn her pussy inside out, and the next spasm literally flooded my mouth. 

Her cum squirted out of her with such force that it splashed off my face and some went up my nose. I knew the only way I could avoid drowning was to cover her quivering pussy with my mouth again, and drink all her honey down. She spasmed 3 more times, each time squirting large amounts of cum into my sucking mouth. 

She hissed, "Oh yeah, suck all of our cum out of my cunt, lover!!" 

I had to swallow each mouthful to make room for the next shot. Luckily, my cum was lost in the torrential downpour of hers. I drank more cum that night, hers and definitely mine, than I ever have in my life. When her pussy finally quit contracting and spewing love sauce, she inched up my face to rest her pussy on my nose. 

At first I wasn't sure what she was doing, but then she whispered down to me, "Put your tongue back in my ass to get me used to having something in there, so tomorrow when you slide your cock in, it won't be such a shock to my pretty little asshole." 

I pushed my tongue into her musky asshole, and she murmured her approval. I love licking her ass, and I couldn't wait to fuck it. And wow, she must have been having an out of body experience because in the last 5 minutes I heard her say, "suck my cunt and lick my asshole." I don't even know who she is anymore...



Wild Abandon



"Hold still, almost have it. There. Is that too tight?"

"No" she said, stealing a glance at him. His back was to her, and she could not see what he was doing. Her bare chest was pressed against the large plate-glass window in front of her and the sun heated her body. She was afraid to look out. It was almost high noon, the busiest time of day. The street below was crowded, but no one had noticed her tied up on the fourth floor of this vacant building. 

His steps were light, but she could hear him walking behind her, looking -- watching. The weight of his stare was heavy upon her. She did not know if she was more concerned about the people down below seeing her or his unyielding intent.

"What are you thinking?" He asked her.

"That I'm not sure if I am embarrassed to have everyone watching me up here naked, with my hands tied above my head, my body only inches away from this sheet of glass. I am totally exposed. Everyone can see everything. 

Is this normal? She whispered."

"Normal is relative, Pet" he breathed into her ear. 

She concluded that he was right. Her body knew what it wanted; the damp wetness between her legs was so very evident. Relaxing just a bit, she looked out the window and saw a young man staring at her. Her skin flushed immediately, and she closed her eyes. A few seconds later she opened them, and he was still there. He did not flinch when she stared back, instead he moved off to the side. He was out of her view, but she knew he was there watching. 

Her lover saw the stranger too and knew this turned her on, although she would never admit it. He knew her better than anyone else, perhaps even more than she did. 

"Relax your body, you're tense. Let me massage your shoulders. That will loosen you up." He inhaled deeply. "God, you smell delicious. I could eat you alive." His words were slow and seductive against her ear. 

She was amazed that he still got so turned on by her. His appetite for her was insatiable. Slowly his fingers worked into her shoulders, loosening the muscles and she began to relax. She was putty in his hands. She always had been. His very touch melted her. His breath was warm and uneven against her flesh and she thought she could almost hear his heart pounding. His hands traveled down her back lightly, setting her skin on fire. Her nipples became hard, as his hands ran over her flesh kneading out the knots in the small of her back. Slowly his hands slid over her ass and then around to the front. Feeling the wetness there, he murmured an approval. His touch on her stomach was almost tickling. Cupping his hands under her breasts, he moved in closer. His body pressed against her, forcing her to lean against the glass. Her nipples were rock hard against the warm surface.

Spreading apart her thighs, he put his leg in between hers and pulled her back into him. Her full weight was against him now, and he was looking over her shoulder. His hips were pushing into her, teasing and tempting. 

"Your friend is back, he whispered." Opening her eyes she could see him and she knew that he was throbbing. He appears to be having a dilemma, not sure if he is bold enough to watch, but unable to pull himself away. 

"Does that turn you on, Pet? He whispered. Do you like to be watched? Do you like to be exposed, to be on display?"

She could barely talk, "yes" she mumbled.

"Open your eyes, Pet. Look at him watching you. He cannot help but watch. You look radiant." 

She blushed, finally realizing what he was saying, and knowing it was true. His hips were grinding into her, still teasing. He knew what she wanted, and she knew he would make her beg for it. His tongue was so wet on the back of her neck, giving her goosebumps, and she felt him smile. He knew her weak spots and he continued to nibble on her ears her shoulders, turning her on completely. The wetness between her legs was more than damp, it was oozing. He bit her on the back of her neck, sending electricity through her body. Moaning, her body shook from his sweet torture. She tried to hold out as long as she could, but the sensation was almost too much to bear. Sucking on her neck, his hands were upon her clit teasing her relentlessly. He slid a finger inside. She groaned her approval and the fact that she wanted more. She had to have more, needed it...craved it. Of course, he already knew this. It was a game they always played. His hips were moving into her. Silently she begged, pleading for more, but the words would not release from her throat.

"Another one" she finally breathed. He laughed, amazed that she would think that it would be so easy. Her face blushed even more. "Please" the words stumbled out of her mouth, "please"

"You know that you have to do better than that. That man down there deserves better than that, his tone stern, yet seductive."

He kept a steady rhythm with his finger buried deep inside her, his other hand on her breast. 

"Tell me what you want." She raised her head slightly to hear him.

"I want another finger. I want you to slide another finger into my wet pussy. I want you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me. To fuck me hard." With a cocky smile and sass in her tone she added, "Please." 

He smacked her hard on the ass, for her sarcastic remark. The pop echoing through the empty room. She squealed, but she knew it was not punishment, but pleasure. 

Again his hand hit her smooth skin, a little harder this time and her body jumped on contact. He gave her a few seconds to enjoy it, to enjoy the tingling and the burning. She was so wet and she could not stand it anymore. She began to whimper she wanted to cum so badly. The orgasm was right there, so close. She could feel him back away and she opened her eyes to look out the window. The man was nowhere to be seen, but she could not believe that he had left.

"Open your legs, he said with such authority that it startled her. "And be careful what you wish for." Spreading her lips apart, he entered her slowly, and she tried to relax. Concentrating on this sensation of being filled so completely, of being helpless and completely at his mercy.

"Are you okay? Is this okay?" Since her face was away from him and he could not read her expressions, she nodded her head. "Good, Pet. Good girl," his words a lover's song in her ear.

Her head fell against the glass and he pushed his hips towards her. She was opening herself to him, giving everything she had. His rhythm was faster, and a little deeper. He was holding out on her and they both knew it. A sweat broke out across their bodies, glistening in the sunlight. The smells of sensual sex looming over them. The rope around her wrists was cutting into her, but it did not hurt. She trusted him completely to know when she had enough. His left hand was on her hip holding her while he thrust, and his right hand was on her swollen clit. She realized that she was moaning that her breath was heavy and loud. His thrusts were harder and harder and sweet tears filled her eyes. Not of pain; but of pure joy, ecstasy. He had hold of her hips with both hands and his body slammed into her with all his might. Her screams filled the room echoing in her own mind. He too was moaning and finally gave her all he had. 

"Open your eyes, Pet he commanded." "Look out the window and look at him. He is watching you. Perform for him. She could see the unmistakable arousal in the man's groin. His eyes did not move from her body. "I think he is about to cum too." 

The true exhibitionist came out in her, and she locked eyes with this stranger. The sound of her screams bringing her back to full reality. Her lover's body was slamming into her so hard, rocking her from his thrusts. Writhing uncontrollably, the first orgasm ripped through her, almost knocking her to the floor. 

"Yes, she screamed. God yes." 

Her body exploded with an intensity that made her tremble and gasp for air. He held her there; steady for a moment, while she recovered from the electrifying orgasm that had just rocked her body. He untied her hands, still holding her in his strong arms. He whispered his undying devotion to her and kissed her neck softly. 

As he helped her down, she looked out the window to see the man. He had just started to walk away, but stopped and turned back for one more glance. She placed her hand to the glass to acknowledge his presence. He smiled faintly at her, making eye contact for one very brief instant before he walked away.

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Written by XxX Exxotica XxX@aol.com
(c) 2000, All Rights Reserved



Wild Abandon



We decided to meet in a little out of the way bar. I told you to be wearing a single red rose on your lapel, so that I will know it was you.

I walk in wearing a black strapless dress that ties in the front. With each step, I take the dress parts just enough to give you a glimpse of what appears to be something red. I stop in the doorway as all the heads turn my way. I could almost hear all the guys' pants tightening against their growing hard on.

You stand and turn to me. I walk over to you in my 4-inch high fuck me boots, as you start towards me. You could hear a soft moan from all the guys as I walk. The moans turn to groans as they realized it was you who I was walking to.

You take the rose and run it up my cheek as you put it in my hair. Then you take my face in your hands and kiss me. As I feel the warmth of your tongue, I melt into you.

In the background, Daniel Bedingfield's "If You're Not The One." starts to play and we begin to sway. With each line, we become closer and closer. If you're not made for me then why does my hand fit yours? If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell that I am? If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?

If you are not mine then why does your heart return my calls? I can feel you even hundreds of miles away. You put your hands on the small of my back and gently turn me to where I am facing away from you and you hold me close to you so that I can feel your desire. I slowly grind my ass against you to the beat of the music. We rock and sway not even being aware of all the people around us.

After the song is over we sit down and have a few drinks and I reach under the table to stroke your hard on as you slip you hand under my skirt at the same time. You smile as you move your fingers lower and find that I am wearing crotch less under wear. When you realize it, you get more uncomfortablely hard.

As the lights dim, the deejay comes on and says its ladies choice. With a grin I grab your hand and pull you out to the dance floor. By this time, the dance floor is crowded and we squeeze into a quiet little corner. You turn my skirt around as I slowly unbutton your pants. Letting your hard on drop out of your shorts, it doesn't take long before we are pumping to the music. Matching each thrust to the beat. I start to moan as I feel you enter me. Filling me completely. We move to the rhythm until the song ends and you whisper in my ear, "Let's go to my place." We fix our clothes just as the floor starts to clear and we leave arm and arm.

On the ride there, you slip your hand between my legs and work your fingers on my clit until I cum all over your seat. We barely make it in the room before I am completely naked. Just untying my skirt and it falls to the floor. In a rush, we undress you and you step back and look at me. I try to hide, but you pull my hands down and tell me to stop. You just want to admire me is what you claim. Totally embarrassed I pull you to me and wrap my body around you. We slowly walk backwards until we fall onto the bed.

You just lie there and look at me with a twinkle in your eyes you tell me that you have never seen such a beautiful woman before. With a glow of red, I turn my face down only to have you turn it back to you. You kiss me tenderly. Like I have never been kissed before. The whole world just melts away.

You caress my chest, pinching each nipple in turn, until they stand up with desire. Then you kiss your way down to the shallow spot of my collarbone. Gently you lick it then blow on it. You keep going, working your way down to each nipple. Biting, and then licking. And finally blowing. And Oh the feeling!!

You continue working your way down to my stomach until you get to my clit. Where you stop both licking and blowing. You only breathe on me. Letting me feel the heat from your breathe. I moan and try to push myself up to you, but you only push me back down again. Once you have me, back down you continue your assault on my clit. Only flicking it every once in a while, then blowing turning into your hot breathe.

I beg for you to enter me but you only turn and present me your cock as we 69 until I cum. Feeling as if I couldn't go on your turn me over. I think that you want to do it doggy style. So I start to push my ass up into the air, only to feel you push me back down again. You straddle my legs as your cock lies between my ass cheeks. You start to rub my shoulders. You instantly feel me relax as you work each shoulder then glide your hands down to my ass. 

With each stroke that you do I can feel your cock throb against my ass. I try to push myself up but you continue to push me back down. You massage me like this for about 10 minutes. I relax more and more with each pass you make. Then you lean down and kiss my cheek as you take my ass cheeks and spread them. I lift my hips again, only this time you move so that you slip between my lips. I feel you completely fill me. You go in as far as you can go, and then you just lie there connected to me. After what seems like hours but could only have been seconds you lift my hips and draw you cock out until only your head was in. I moan as you pound in me in one long thrust. You take my breathe away it is so good. We work as one. Me pulling away as you pull out your head, then we pound back as you pound into me. 

It doesn't take long before we both start to moan and we both start to tremble as the waves of passion run over us. You explode in me just as I explode on you. We move as one until we collapse on the bed. Where we found ourselves the next morning.



Wild Abandon



This is a longer than usual BradBigBrain Story. Please be patient and read it all the way through! It's the dirty story of a dirty man...

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I am an engineer, an entrepreneur and a businessman with considerable experience. By the tail end of the dot.com frenzy, I learned enough about business during that heady time to know that as soon as a small company is profitable, those profits turn into growth and growth turns into interest from large companies wanting to break into certain markets. That interest means they want to buy. The margins for small businesses aren't large in most cases, so people make real money by selling the company before it gets too large. In the past 5 years, I've started up 3 companies and sold them all for a sizeable profit.

Right now I am in the middle of selling and starting. I generally need a breather after the high paced negotiations of selling something you started from scratch. It's almost like selling one of your kids. The difference is that it's high stakes negotiating and the kids are generally taken care of. 

I'm 50 and I keep myself in good shape. I'm too young to retire. Beside working out and playing golf, I wouldn't know what to do with myself anyway, so I spend my time mentoring and lecturing. For a small percentage of the profits, I mentor small businesses in standing up processes and procedures and opening up doors for them by using my rolodex. I'm also invited to many colleges and universities to provide real expertise and experience to their students in the business curricula. 

Recently, I was invited to Texas to lecture at one of the largest universities in the country. The university is especially fortunate to have discovered oil there a long time ago and has spent the past several years recruiting talented professors from the Ivy League schools in the northeast. The dean of the business school invited me up to talk on the practical versus the theoretical side of starting and selling businesses. He wanted to give the students in his department a slice of life aspect when it comes to business. I was there for a week to give a series of talks.

On the last day of my stay, I noticed an extremely attractive coed in the front row of the large lecture hall who was especially interested in what I had to say. Sometimes when speaking in front of a large group you have to connect with audience members and I try to connect with different people in various sections in order to keep the whole group engaged. During my interactive talk, this girl asked pointed, intelligent and direct questions. 

Girl? Did I say girl? I should say this young woman, who was about 20 or 21. She was gorgeous - long, sandy brown hair, streaked from the sun, a beautiful face and a body that was extremely healthy. She had generous curves in all the right places. As is the fashion right now, her top button was unbuttoned and I could see a large amount of cleavage and a very frilly bra. I was tempted to talk just with her. 

And something about her was familiar. I could have sworn I'd seen her before. I couldn't quite remember where and since I needed to concentrate on my talk and other audience members, I forced myself to put her out of my mind. But I couldn't. I kept coming back to her.

After the talk I stayed back to answer questions and she was there. She waited patiently for me to finish with everyone then came up to me and started asking me pertinent questions. It was obvious that she had been to every one of my talks. 

"May I ask [i]you[/i] a question?" I asked her after about a dozen of her inquiries. 

She smiled and nodded a yes.

"Have I seen you before? Have we ever met? I know it sounds clichéd, but it seems like we've met before."

"I'm not sure," she answered. "You seem real familiar to me, too."

"May I ask you another question?"

"Sure."

"What are you doing tonight?"

She giggled at me, rolled her eyes and replied, "That's why I love older men. They take over and get right to the point."

I blushed and said, "I don't like to miss an opportunity."

"Oh, so I am an 'opportunity'?" She smiled again. That smile.

I blushed again and said, "You know what I mean."

"Yes. I do know exactly what you mean and I hope you know exactly what I mean, too."

"I do and what's this about old men?" I asked.

It was her turn to blush. "I didn't say you were old, I said you were older."

"Uh-huh...so where would you like to meet?" I asked.

We made arrangements to meet at a cool martini bar on 6th Avenue. I'd been there before, so I knew how to get there. She made sure I wouldn't get lost and we agreed on the time. We hugged goodbye, her scent was amazingly clean and fresh and as she hugged me tight, she whispered, "Remember what I said."

I drove back to my hotel; my mind was racing as I drove. What the hell did she say and what was it that she said that I was supposed to remember. I ran through the conversation over and over again. What did she want me to remember? Goddammit, Brad, think. I missed my turn and went to turn around; I was so focused on her and what she said. Then it hit me...something about taking over and getting to the point. Oh my god. This beautiful, sexy, intelligent young woman has something more than martinis and dinner in store for me. 

And I didn't even get her name. 

I got to my hotel room and showered and shaved. I was tempted to "prime the pump" so to speak before our date by masturbating in the shower. My cock felt big when I was washing it and I knew she was doing something to me. But I didn't finish the job. I put on a nice cologne, clean underwear [a must], some nice slacks, one of my Las Vegas shirts and no socks with my shoes. I hoped I looked hip, but not too much like an old man trying to look hip. 

I arrived about 5 minutes early to the bar. I didn't want her to get there first. I wanted to see her as she walked in and watch the heads turn. I ordered water and told the bartender that I'd order more drinks as soon as my date arrived. I'm glad I got there early. 

She got there 5 minutes late, as I expected. She was stunning. She was dressed in a slinky little red dress that let her flaunt her breasts. But that wasn't what was stunning to me. It was her eyes and the way they smiled when she looked at you. She made you feel like you were the only man in the room, even when the room was full of gawking men. 

She came up to me, hugged me and gave me a little peck on the cheek. She smiled at the bartender and said, "Good evening, Jason."

The bartender smiled back, "Good evening, Viv."

The bartender called her Viv. Then it hit me -- holy shit. Her name is Viv, as in Vivian, as in Vivianalyn. That's where I knew her from - the board. I [i]had[/i] seen her before. I "knew" her, but had never met her. This was going to be interesting. I wondered if or when she had figured out that I was Brad.

Jason, the bartender, placed two perfect martinis in front of us. He knew what she drank and just assumed I'd be drinking the same. We toasted each other and took a sip of our drinks. No frilly martinis for her, this was the real deal.

I took her hand in mine and said, "Vivian is such a lovely name, but it's one you don't hear much." I was fishing for her name and hoping it was her.

"I was wondering when you were going to get around to asking me my name," she laughed as she spoke, "People call me Viv, but it's not Vivian, it's Vivianalyn."

She looked at me and saw the recognition in my eyes. 

"I'm Brad."

"I kinda figured you were," she said to me.

"We [i] have [/i]met before," I told her.

"I know," she simply said.

We sat like that drinking our martinis and holding hands. We talked about business and smiled at each other a lot. There was an underlying sexual tension that we could feel. You know how it is when you meet someone for the first time and everything just clicks. Everyone in the bar was looking at us. I didn't care what they were thinking. All I knew that I was with this lovely creature and she was treating me like I was the only person on the planet. 

When we were finished with our drinks, I said to her, "Let's go." 

I paid for the drinks and we left. We walked hand in hand to my car. We didn't say a word, we didn't have to. When we got there, I pulled her close to me and I kissed her. She responded by putting her tongue in my mouth. As we kissed, I put my hand on her ass and pulled her even closer. My cock surged. I knew she could feel it. 

She moaned. And then she stopped kissing me. 

She whispered breathlessly in my ear, "You remembered what I said. How far do you want to take this?"

I kissed her again. I put my hands on her hips and thrust against her. We were fully clothed, and my cock was rubbing against her pussy, her tits against my chest; she was pressed against the car. 

I told her, "as far as you want to go, lover, as far as you want to go."

I pulled away from her and opened her door. I watched her as she got in the car. Her dress hiked up a bit from getting in and I saw that her legs were gorgeous. She looked up at me and caught me. She smiled that sexy smile. I made sure she was in, and then walked to my side. I couldn't believe it. I was driving a luscious young woman back to my hotel room. 

We drove the few miles to my hotel. I knew she wanted me to take control. So I started asking her questions. 

"Have you ever been able to fully let someone control you?" I asked. "Have you ever trusted someone enough to do that and not hurt you?"

"No, but I've wanted to," she said as she squirmed in her seat.

"Do you feel you can trust me? Is that why you approached me?"

"Yes, I don't know why. I had this feeling about you. I went to your first lecture, then the second. By the time the last one rolled around I got enough courage to sit in the front row and ask you questions," she admitted.

"What made you stay after the last one?" I asked.

"That same feeling," she answered.

I got bold. She wanted me to be in control. I asked, "Have you ever been tied up and just left there?" 

"That sounds absolutely delicious. I want to...."

After that we drove silently, I was glad that it wasn't that long a drive to the hotel. Both of our minds were racing. I know I was thinking a lot of what I was going to do. My cock was now straining against my underwear and my pants. Viv was looking out the window -- one hand twirling her hair, and she had one finger in her mouth. She was lost in thought. 

I parked the car, walked behind it and opened the door. I took her by the hand and then led her to the hotel. We walked to my room, I had the key out and I opened the door quickly. 

We pushed the door closed and I grabbed her and kissed her hard. I put my hands around her shoulders and pulled her as close to me as I could. She kissed me back and her hands roamed down to my ass and pulled me so that my cock was rubbing her pussy. 

After a minute of kissing, we were both out of breath. I pulled her hair back and told her, "I am going to tie you up and I am going to do things to you you never thought possible. I am going to make you cum so hard your head is going to spin."

She moaned and then she kissed me - deeper and harder than she had before. She had her hands on my head and was thrusting her tongue in and out of my mouth. She was very talented.

She then whispered in my ear, "I would love that."

I pulled her dress over her head. She had on matching violet panties and bra - very frilly, very expensive and very sexy. I stood back and looked at her. I drank her in. She thrust her breasts out with her hands. "You like?"

It was purely rhetorical, but I responded by pulling one out of her bra and sucking on the nipple. I sucked hard and her breath escaped with a sigh. Then I nibbled a little. I pulled her nipple out as far as I could with my teeth. She groaned. I took the other breast out and did the same, while I was pulling and twisting the other nipple. Her nipples were red and swollen when I stopped.

I kissed her again and slid my hand inside her panties and into her pussy. She was soaking wet. 

"My god, woman, you are so wet. How long have you been like this?" I asked.

"Since your lecture. I've been wanting you for days."

"Mmmm. That pussy of yours is sweet and I am going to eat it. Would you like that?" I asked.

"Mmmmmm."

I smacked her ass with my other hand. "Do you like that?"

"Mmmmmm."

I spanked her again on the same spot. I could see it turning red. I pulled my hand from her pussy and undid her bra. She let it slide to the floor. Then I pulled her panties off and threw them with the bra. 

"Get on the bed," I told her.

"No," she said impetuously.

"What did you say?" I said to her as I took off my belt.

"No."

"I said, get on the bed, now get on the bed. Now."

She pouted at me and said, "Make me."

I pulled 4 of my silk ties from the closet and wrestled her to the bed. She was fighting me hard to keep me from tying her down and we both began to sweat. I finally got her pinned on the bed; with my knees on her arms I tied each of her hands to the bedpost. She was trying to pull me down with her legs, but the more she tried, the less she was successful. And she was either beginning to tire or she was letting me win.

I then sat on her thighs, held her legs down by her shins and finished tying her up. She was totally naked and lying on the bed spread eagle. Her hair was a mess, her breasts were heaving up and down with each breath she took and I could see her hair was wet with sweat. I looked down at her pussy and it was glistening.

I was soaking wet with sweat from fighting with her. And I was horny as hell. I stripped off all my clothes. My cock was as hard as a rock and I stroked it right in front of her. I wanted this sexy little naked vixen and I wanted to fuck her right then and there. 

But I didn't fuck her right then and there. I licked her pussy - once. Then I kissed her. Then I told her I'd be right back. 

"Please, Brad. Don't do this. Please fuck me."

I ignored her. She strained at the ties restraining her arms and legs. I walked over to the bed and made sure she was tied down nice and tight. She was watching me like a caged animal. I stroked my hard cock in front of her and she lunged at me, but couldn't reach.

"Brad. I need a cock. I need yours right now. Please. Look at my pussy. It's soaking wet. Don't do this to me."

I walked over to my computer. I checked my email and looked at some sports based web pages. I kept stroking my cock. It was as big as it ever had been.

"Oh my god. Brad. I need you." It was a whimper. 

I came back to the bed. I put my cock inches from her face. So close, yet so far. She was almost in tears.

"Do you want this cock? Will you do anything I ask whether you are tied up or not? I asked.

"Yes."

I walked away again. 

She moaned. Her eyes were closed and her head was back. She was seemingly defeated. 

She was mine.

Then I returned. Without a word, I climbed on the bed and slammed my cock into her cunt. She came on contact. This is what she wanted. This is what she begged me for. I fucked her hard. I thrust into her hot wet pussy - over and over again. I grabbed her ass and pulled her close to me. There was going to be no romance at all. This was going to be a fuck. I rammed into her stroke after stroke. I wanted to cum, but I didn't. She was thrashing on the bed like a wild animal. Her hair was sweaty, her eyes were glazed. She was writhing her cunt against my cock. She was moving it so that her clit was rubbing against my pubic bone. She was dripping wet all over me. I've never felt a wetter pussy in my life.

She was screaming at me, "Oh my god, Brad. Fuck me. I'm so turned on right now. Oh my god. I've been coming since you put your cock in me. Fuck me harder."

I don't know how I did it, but I thrust my cock into her harder. My cock was buried in her pussy. I kept it all the way in. I grabbed her by the hair.

"You want it harder. How's this?" I asked as I pulled it all the way out and rammed it hard into her. 

I fucked her hard for about ten more strokes. It was fast, hard and furious. She was screaming at me to fuck her harder. I pulled my cock out of her cunt. I looked at it and it was twitching from the hard pounding it just took. I stood at the side of the bed, my cock inches from her mouth. I was stroking it. It was wet and hard, swollen and throbbing. 

I made her beg for my hard cock. 

"Baby, please fuck me. Please. I've been a bad girl and I need to get fucked hard. Please spank me." 

I walked back to the end of the bed, stroking my cock. I slowly got up on the bed and slammed my cock into her. It was deep. I held it there. I was looking into her eyes -- I held my gaze there. She was a mess and she was so beautiful. I pulled out and thrust in her hard again. And I held it there. I put my mouth on her tit and bit it. And then I sucked it hard. She was wiggling her pussy against my throbbing cock. My cock was deep in her and I just kept holding it there. I bit her right breast. A hickey was starting to show on the other from where I bit it and sucked on it. My cock was hard as steel and was touching her cervix. She kept moving her hips trying to get me to fuck her. 

"Tell me what you want," I hissed into her ear.

"I want you to fuck me hard...I want you to cum in my cunt."

"I can't hear you...what did you say?" I pulled my cock out and held it near her cunt opening.

"Fuck me, please. Fuck me hard."

I pulled her hair back, my lips close to her mouth. I whispered, "What do you really want? Do you want my cock?"

"Please put it in me. Please. I need your cock," she whimpered her reply.

"OK, but I am going to untie you and flip you over for a hard fuck from behind. If you're bad, I am going to spank you."

"Fuck me hard baby...smack my ass...make me ride you till you're dry."

I pulled my cock out of her hot cunt. It was swollen, hard, straight and glistening from her wet little pussy. She stared at it like a wild, hungry animal. I slowly walked to the side of the bed. Her eyes never left my cock. 

I untied her left wrist. There were red marks her where the tie cut into her skin. I rubbed her wrist and kissed her there. Then I walked the length of the bed and undid her left leg. I took care of her leg the same way I did her wrist. I stroked my cock in front of her as she undid her right hand and leg. 

"Suck my cock right now," I demanded.

"No," she said and pulled her head back like a spoiled child.

"I'm getting my belt, unless you suck my cock right now," I repeated my demand.

"Go ahead."

"OK, you spoiled little brat. I am going to spank your ass with my belt, and then you're going to suck me off."

She turned over and put her arms over her head. She whimpered, "Don't hurt me, I've been a bad girl, I need to be punished."

I grabbed my leather braided belt by the buckle from the floor and folded it in half. "This is going to hurt me more than it's going to hurt you," I chided her. 

Then I lifted my arm up and swung the belt onto her ass. Viv jumped at the slap on her tight sweet buns. The sound of the belt whipping through the air and slapping her well rounded ass was unmistakable. I am sure my hotel neighbors heard what I was doing. 

I stroked my cock with my left hand. Her right cheek had a visible welt rising on it.

"Are you going to suck my cock now?" I asked barely above a whisper. 

I couldn't believe how sinister my voiced sounded.

"No," came her simple reply.

I paused and whipped her again on the same spot.

She yelped and stayed there.

"Now. Are you going to suck my big, hard cock now?" I hissed at her.

"No."

She lifted her ass a little in the air. I could see her pussy lips. She was dripping wet and it was dripping down her thigh. 




Wild Abandon



I stroked the length of my cock, pausing for effect. I stepped back and lifted the belt and smacked her left cheek. Another welt rose on her tight buttocks.

She moaned, lifted her ass higher and turned her head to me. There was a tear streaming down her cheek.

Once more, I stoked my shaft. It was turgid, the veins sticking out noticeably and a drop of pre-cum was oozing out of the head.

"You ARE going to suck my cock and lick the cum off of it," I sneered at her.

"No," she said quietly and stubbornly.

I hit her again - this time quickly. Both of her cheeks were aflame.

"Now?" I asked.

"Yes. Now. I will suck your cock now."

She got on her side. I walked up to her. My right hand had dropped the belt and I grabbed my cock with it. With my left hand I grabbed her head and shoved it down onto my cock. I put it all the way in her mouth and held it there. Her nose was now touching my pubic hair. I held her there for a minute, then pulled it all the way out. A stream of her saliva mixed with my pre-cum extended from her mouth to my cock.

I put my cock back into her waiting mouth. I thrust deep into her. She had no gag reflex, so I pulled back a little more, then thrust again and again and again. Her beautiful face was a mess. Her eyes were welled with tears and her mouth was full of my cock and her saliva. 

She spread her legs out, reached down between her legs and began masturbating. I could see and hear her little fingers going deeper and deeper into her cunt. Her hands were frenzied. I realized they were matching the thrusting of my cock.

"Stop masturbating and grab my cock. I'm going to cum," I screamed at her. She did as I demanded.

I shot one load down her throat, then she pulled my cock out of her mouth, pointed it at her and spurt after spurt landed on her hair, her face, and then her tits. 

I came, but I wasn't done for the night.

"Finish this, Brad," she demanded. "I've been dying for you to make me cum."

I said to her, "Viv, I'm going to eat your pussy next, then fuck you all over the room."

She replied, "That sounds fine as long as you take care of it rather quickly. You have fucked around...now I want mine, baby."

I pulled her legs down so that her pussy was at the edge of the bed. I knelt down in front of this goddess and lapped at the inside of her thighs. They were wet with her stickiness and I wanted to clean her up.

"Not there, you silly fuck. Lick my cunt -- right now. Put your tongue in my pussy and suck," she said as she grabbed my head and roughly shoved it between her legs.

I did as she demanded. I was hers now.

"I am going to ride your face and make myself cum."

Her pussy was dripping all over my chin as she ground herself down on my tongue. Her cunt smelled sweet; her fragrant muskiness filled my nose.

"Lick it, Brad, lick my cunt. Lick all the juices out of my pussy. I love that." 

She lifted her ass straight in the air, I could see the welts on her ass. 

"Rim me, you dirty man, lick my ass, then my pussy," she was demanding now. She had no use for my cock right now. All she wanted was oral sex.

"You made me suck your cock, now it's my turn. Do it, Brad. Go around the world on me."

I licked her little bunghole, and then licked up her labia to her clit. I pulled on the love button with my teeth, then sucked on it. She rose a bit off the bed. Her back was arched and she pulled on her nipples. 

"Oh yea," she growled. Her voice was husky.

I put amy middle finger in her pussy to lube it up, then I slowly inserted it into her ass. She pressed down on it. It was all the way in her. Her little clit was between my lips and I kept licking it with my tongue.

"Yea, baby, that's it, stick a finger in my pussy. Fill up both my holes. Unghh," she moaned as I slipped my index finger in her cunt. 

She wasn't gushing, but she was soaking my face and I loved it.

I kept up the finger fucking of her holes and licking her clit. Her head was back, she was shaking it back and forth. She was pinching her tits so hard; she was turning and tweaking them. She pulled on the nipples so hard I thought she was going to pull them off. I could see the hickeys that I had put on her tits. They were spectacular.

"Keep it up. Finger fuck me. My nipples are so hard. I wish I had another mouth on them right now, biting them," she told me.

I was lapping at her pussy. I took turns licking her clit, then sucking it - over and over. I got into a rhythm. 

She was bucking against my fingers and my mouth. 

"Suck my clit, oh my god, keep sucking it, suck it harder, I want to cum. I need you to make me cum. oh my god. Suck it, baby," she was screaming.

I sucked it with all my might. She liked it hard and rough.

She exploded. She didn't say a word. She was having a full blown head rushing orgasm. She was pulling her hips away from me as she came. But I wouldn't let her pull away. I gently licked her clit. I kept holding her against my tongue.

"Stop, please, stop, you have got to stop. I am so sensitive there. I need you to stop. Please, baby."

I stopped. We still hadn't really fucked. And I was about to make up for that.

I stood up quickly and pulled her so that she was across the bed. I pulled on my cock a couple of times to make sure it was as hard as it could be. She was watching me. She knew she was going to get fucked.

I got on the bed and without saying a word, I rammed by cock into her hot, dripping wet pussy like I had done when I first entered her. It was hard and rough, but that's what she wanted. I put my hands astride her head and I was in the pushup position, my cock was pistoning in and out of her pussy as fast as I could go. She reached around to my ass and grabbed it. She dug her fingernails into the hard flesh and raked them up my back.

"Fuck me," she whispered. 

She pulled me towards her. My chest was pressed hard up against her taut nipples. I could feel them. They were like hard little pebbles against my hairy chest.

I kept up the pace. She was now bucking frantically and meeting every hard thrust.

"Fuck me, harder, Brad. I want your hard cock deep in my pussy. I am so wet for you," she said. 

I bit her on the neck and kept fucking her. I sucked and made a little hickey right below her ear. She scratched my back again; sideways this time, then she bit my right shoulder.

I pulled her by the ass off the bed - my cock stayed hard and deep in her wet gash. The drapes were wide open and I put her ass on the window sill and fucked her standing up. She was on the edge and had to hold on to me to keep from falling. She wrapped her legs around my back and rode me. She no longer needed the sill for support. She turned to look out of the window. I knew she was wondering....

"What do you see, you hot little slut? Can you see anyone watching us fuck?" I asked.

Her eyes looked at me; she nodded, and then turned back again. The lights of the city were in plain view and I thought I saw movement in the hotel parking lot. I was hoping people were watching.

I set her feet down on the floor and pulled my cock out of her. I turned her around so that she was facing the window. Her tits were splayed against the cool glass.

"I am going to fuck you right here in front of the window so that everyone can see," I said, even though I was doing exactly that.

She bounced her tight little ass against me as my cock went deep into her from behind. I fucked her hard like that in front of the window. Her tits had to have been visible from below us. I reached up and grabbed them -- her sexy firm tits. I squeezed them hard. Her nipples were cool from the window. I pinched them. I pulled on the nipples to make them harden. Then I pinched them again. I kept fucking her hard. The window and my cock providing her only support. If people were walking below us it would have been hard for them not to notice this beautiful young thing getting fucked right in front of the window.

It was cool against the window. We were just beginning to heat up.

I slowed down the pace. I slowly slid in and out of her and she pressed her tits up against the window. The cool window and condensation from the air conditioning were making her nipples extremely sensitive. I was holding her hips and thrusting in an easy rhythm. This was nice after the fuck session we had been having. I could hear a Sade song playing somewhere and it was extremely sensual.

I nibbled on her ear, and then licked the outside of her ear. I pulled her face closer and kissed her on the lips, and then I inserted my tongue in her mouth. She was moaning, little whimpering moans. My cock was deep in her and I held it there. I glanced out the window and there were people down there, standing there, surreptitiously watching the show. I'm sure they knew what we were doing and I am sure that we were unrecognizable.

I stopped kissing her. I nibbled her ear once again, then I whispered to her, "I am going to stop fucking you right now."

"No, baby, I love your cock. Please keep fucking me."

I kept up the slow, easy pace for a few more minutes. What I really wanted to do was explode in her pussy, leave my big load there, but I knew that if I came again, I'd be done for the night. I reluctantly and slowly pulled my cock out of her hot, little pussy, knelt behind her and pulled her succulent ass cheeks apart, opening up her little brown star to me.

I licked her there. I swirled my tongue around her sensitive anal opening. I was rimming her, licking it over and over again.

She pressed her breasts against the window, pushed her ass into my face, reached down and started playing with her pussy. 

"Oh, Brad," she moaned. "I love that. Please keep licking my ass. Oh my god. I am playing with my pussy and it is so wet. Stick your tongue in my ass."

I made it hard and pushed it in her ass as she requested. She replaced my hands with hers on her ass and gave me more access. I tongue fucked her some more, but she had other ideas.

"Put your thumb in my ass and your fingers in my pussy. Finger fuck both my holes. Do it now, Brad. I want it so bad," she urged me on.

Her wanton talk made my cock surge. I stood up. I put my thumb in her cunt to lube it up, and then slid it in her ass. I then pushed my forefinger and middle finger deep inside of her pussy. With my other hand I reached around and began playing with her clit. 

She leaned against me, let go of her ass, grabbed her breasts and began pinching and pulling on her nipples. I finger fucked her slowly at first, then quickened the pace. She reached down, put her hand on top of mine and using both of our hands together, showed me how she liked to make herself cum.

She was moaning and whimpering. I quickened the pace. She went even faster on her clit with my hand. My cock was receiving no attention, but I could feel that it was throbbing and bouncing up and down against her leg. 

"Oh, Brad. Oh my god."

"Do you like that, baby?" I asked.

"Oh yes, can you feel me? Can you feel how wet I am?"

"Oh yea -- I love it. I love your hot little cunt. And your ass is so tight. I love it. Play with your clit with my hand. Make it cum for me, baby," I whispered in her ear.

"Oh my god, Brad, I am going to cum. I love cumming with you. You make me so wet," she purred.

"Baby, I love your hot wet cunt. Cum for me, lover. Make your little clit cum for me," I told her.

"I am cumming...I am cumming...finger fuck me baby...finger my ass...finish me...my clit feels so good....oh my god...."

Her knees buckled and I held her up with my hands in and around her genitals. She was like a limp rag doll. She rested against me, I picked her up and then I laid her face down on the bed. 

"I came so hard. That was amazing," she said, her voice barely audible. 

She looked at my cock and said, "poor baby. What are you going to do with that?"

"I am going to fuck you in the ass."

I went into the bathroom and got some KY warming lubricant from my kit. I walked out of the bathroom and was stroking the lubricant into my cock. She was on the bed face down. 

She looked up at me and said, ""Oh. I so want you to fuck me in the ass. I've never officially done it there before."

"Officially?" I asked.

"Well, I never had a man's cock in there," she admitted. "I've done myself there with my fingers and a dildo. I even had a woman lover do me with a strap-on once. There was this girl that I met when I was a freshman here. She was a little bit too butch for me, but she seduced me one night. She was the one with the strap-on" she was telling me her story.

Her talk made me so hard; I thought I was going to come right then and there.

"Holy shit, that's hot," I told her.

"I know. It was perhaps the wildest night I've ever had...until..."

"Until now?" I interrupted.

"Yes."

I climbed up on the bed next to her. I put a small amount of lube on my fingers and rubbed them into her anal opening.

"Oooh. That feels nice. Cool and then warm," she cooed.

"Baby, this is going to be different than a dildo or your fingers. If you've noticed, the head of my cock is pretty big," I began instructing her. "And I'm a little thicker than your average dildo."

"Mmmmmm....I know," she said.

"So I am going to start slow. Make sure you're comfortable. Only after you tell me you are nice and ready I am going to fuck you - the way we have been - fuck you really hard. But only when you say 'when'," I further explained.

"OK, baby. I will let you know."

"Now relax and let me do this with you. Let me take your anal virginity."

I put a little more lube on the head of my cock. She grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks apart for me. I climbed up on top of her and put a finger in her ass. I began to work it in and out. She was purring. I inserted another and worked it around; I was trying to stretch her out a little bit before I put my cock in her virgin ass.

"Mmmmm, lover that feels nice. Keep doing that," she said as she reached down and played with her pussy.

"I'm putting another finger in. Are you ready?" I asked her.

"Oh yes. I am more than ready," she responded in a throaty voice.

I put the third finger in and began slowly fingering her ass. My cock was standing straight up. I needed to fuck and I needed to cum. I was going to dump a load of my cum in her ass.

"Are you ready for my cock, baby?" I asked as I pulled my fingers out.

"Yes....I am ready."

I told her, "remember to tell me when."

"Oh I will."

I made sure I was perfectly aligned and put my cock at her opening. Her little hole and my cock were glistening from the lube. I put the head in slowly. She clenched a little. She stopped playing with herself.

"It's so big. Oh my god. It's so big there," she said. "Wait."

"OK, baby. Relax. Play with your pussy some more. Relax."

I kept the head of my cock inserted in her. It wasn't in but 3/4 of an inch or so. I was as thick as I had ever been in my life. The thought of taking her in the ass was making it even harder. I wanted to plunge it all the way in, but I had to be patient. 

She relaxed. She played with her pussy.

"Now that you're in, let me do it. Let me take over, OK?" she asked.

Who could argue with that? I didn't say a word as she worked her ass a little bit more down my cock. The head was almost all the way in. She pulled up a little, played some more with herself, then came back down a little bit more. She did this maneuver three times more. It was sweet torture for me. I thought I was going to explode.

She pulled up just a little more again. Played with herself to relax and then went down some more. This time, the head popped all the way past her sphincter. 

She groaned, "oh my. That's better. Oh my, that's nice. Let me get used to that feeling."

I stayed right where I was, waiting on her. 

She played with herself some more and pushed herself some more down the shaft. She was determined to have my cock all the way in her. 

"I know this is a weird time to ask you, but how big EXACTLY are you?" She asked.

"Well, usually, I'm about 7 1/2 inches...."

"Usually?" she asked.

"I think I'm a bit bigger today," I admitted.

"Mmmmm. 8 inches for me? And my little ass?" she asked. It was purely rhetorical.

"Oh yea, for you and your little ass." 

She was definitely getting more comfortable. She slid down more and more. 

"How much is in me, Brad? You have to tell me."

"About half way there. I'd say 4 inches." I told her.

"And now?"

"5"

"Now?"

"6"

"Now?"

"7"

"Oh my god, Brad, I have 7 inches of your cock in my ass," she said. 

Then she pulled up a little more, slowly, until my cock was almost totally out of her ass. The only thing left in was the head. I thought she was going to pull me out of her. What she did next surprised me. 

She plunged down hard on my cock and simply said, "when."

She kept herself there. I was kneeling behind her. The backs of her thighs resting against the front of mine. She leaned back into me and kissed me. I smacked her on the ass.

"You little teasing bitch," I said, laughing.

"Did you like that?"

"Fuck yea" I responded. "When did you decide to do that?"

"As soon as your head was in me. I knew I could take you all the way."

"Do you like this? Want to take it slow?" I asked.

"MMMMM....sure....at first. Then I want you to fuck my ass really hard. The way we were fucking before."

She kissed me again, and then got on all fours. Her sexy tits were swaying back and forth. I held myself inside her and pulled her by her hips close to me. She was rotating her ass on my cock so that it was going around it. She squeezed my hard cock tight with her muscles.

"MMMM....that is really nice, baby. I love the way you move. So sexy," I told her. 

I felt like I was in a dream. I had my cock buried deep inside this young co-ed and she was taking control of me through my cock.

"Fuck me, baby," she said. 

I began by slowly pulling out a little and then sliding it back in. I did this 3 or 4 times. I got the feel of how far I could pull out without popping out. I began going faster. Then I slapped her on her ass again. My heart was pounding. I slapped her again. 

"Fuck my ass, baby," she said.

She bounced into my cock with every thrust inward. We were matching each others' movements and we were totally in synch. I'd pull out and she'd pull away. I'd thrust and she'd ram herself backward against me.

"Fuck my ass harder, baby. Ram your big cock into my ass," she said.

Soon we were fucking like we were before -- fast and furious. We were a sweaty mess. Her hair was flying. My cock was going in and out of her little ass like a piston. 

"Fuck my ass, baby. Fuck it hard. I want your cum in my ass. Fuck me. Fuck me harder. Smack my ass."

I kept fucking her. I spanked her ass -- first on the left, then on the right. I hit her again as I fucked her. Then I grabbed her hair and pulled her head to me as I fucked her in the ass.

"Do you want me to cum in you? Do you want me to cum in your ass?" I whispered in her ear as I grabbed her tits with my other hand. 

"Yes. Right now. Cum in my ass. I want it bad and I know you want it."

I pushed myself all the way in her and pulled her close to me. I had my hands on her breasts and I kissed her. I came in her hot tight little ass. I came spurt after spurt.

"Can you feel that?" I asked as I held her close.

"Oh my god, baby. That feels nice. I am so glad you came for me."

We collapsed on the bed. I was on top of her from behind. My cock was still in her. We fell asleep with me still inside her.

*

Epilogue.

I awoke the next day at about noon. I felt disoriented and didn't know exactly where I was. I awake like that when I've fallen asleep totally exhausted. I lifted my head and looked around the room. It was in a total disarray. It looked like a bomb had gone off. The mid-day light was shining in the room. There was something missing.




Wild Abandon



I was alone.

I don't know what I expected when we started together. I guess I thought she'd spend the night with me at least. Maybe something more was in store. I didn't know.

Her scent was still lingering in the room - the scent of a mix of her perfume, musk and our sex. 

I looked over at the end table. Her bra and panties were folded neatly and laying there. There was a note on top.

Dear Brad,

I'm sorry I had to leave. I hope you like the souvenir I left you. Thanks so much for a wonderful night. It was one I'll never forget. I'll look you up the next time you're lecturing here -- maybe we can do it again.

Kisses,

Viv

I got up and took a long shower. I do my best thinking in the shower. I cleaned up my hotel room, put on clean clothes, packed my suitcase and headed out. I drove around the town, stopped at the campus and parked my rented car. I walked over to the Business School and spoke with my friend, the Dean. I had one question to ask him, which I did as soon as I entered into his office and sat down.

"How do I apply for a full-time professor's job?"