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A Night to Remember

By: Chazzy123



I owe a huge debt of gratitude to Blue Eyed 5ft Angel for her monumental job of both editing my story and ushering me through my first time..... submitting a story. My original submission was a pale shadow of the current story. 

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Halloween was always my favorite holiday. It was an occasion to really let your hair down and explore the alternate sides of one's personality. But this Halloween I was just too busy with work to really get into assembling a costume.

We were invited to a Halloween party, at my girlfriend's co-worker's house. I had met her friend Zandi only once or twice, and she was a Rubenesque, perky and sexy woman. She had an upbeat sensuality, but seemed sort of wild and unconventional for someone almost 30. 

I admit to being on the conservative side. Never really was into the heavy drinking/ smoking pot scene. I was happy with my job, my life and living with my girlfriend Betta. We had a good sex life, maybe on the conservative side too, but very satisfying. I did need my orgasm every day or I got moody. Betta knew that and was great about fulfilling my needs. 

It was a relief for me not to have to masturbate any more. I sure did enough of that in my younger days, but I figured now with a girlfriend I shouldn't need to. It sounds silly now, but that was my macho thinking then. So with the holiday approaching, I asked Betta what we should wear for costumes. She knew how busy I was and told me she had it under control and not to worry. Since she had a big grin, I asked again what she had in mind but she only told me Zandi was helping with the details. 

It was now the day before Halloween and it dawned on me we didn't have our costumes yet. So when I got home I asked Betta about it.

She smiled, "Wait here." Going into the bedroom she came out wearing a very sexy Egyptian looking, very short tunic, with killer lace up sandals and a black wig. "I'm going to be Cleopatra." She announced with a big grin as she twirled round and round. 

"Am I going to be your Marc Antony?" I asked with a big smile.

She sort of nodded, "Zandi still has your costume but will have it to us in time." 

I started to make an issue about it, but Betta started to undress right there in the living room and that distracted me in a flash. In fact since I hadn't had my daily release I was more interested in sex than answers. Seeing Betta semi naked always got me hard, and this time was no exception. 

We engaged in some touching and stroking, and then Betta lay back in a chair and spread her legs. One thing I am passionate about is licking her pussy, so in a flash I was between her thighs and teasing her sexy slit. Her aroma was intoxicating, and I spread her lips taut as I lapped at her pussy. Her moans told me I was on the right trail, and with renewed vigor I tongue fucked her. She loved my big nose nuzzling into her clit so she pulled my face deeper into her valley. This was getting serious fast. I slipped two fingers inside her while concentrating on her clit with my vibrating tongue. 

I always felt like a concert violinist when I 'played' Betta. Bringing her this intense pleasure is one of my joys in life.

She was close now. Her panting was driving me crazy. With my free hand I fondled her swollen nipples while licking faster on her twitching clit. I felt the spasm start deep inside her womb as she began to convulse in orgasm. 

She twisted away from me as if it were too intense. 

My face was now covered in her slippery sweet juices as she eased down from her high. My throbbing cock was achingly hard from the encounter, but I knew from experience she was too over stimulated to touch.

"Wow, that was a surprise," Betta sighed.

Even though I wanted nothing more than to plunge into her for a hard fuck, love intervened and I offered to save our dinner and tend to the kitchen timer that had been going off for the last 5 minutes.

We sat down and ate, holding hands and chucking to ourselves. I knew we would get back to sex after dinner, but to my dismay she had an emergency call from her store about a big problem that needed her attention. 

So Betta rushed out, apologizing, and didn't return until very late. 

Now I really did think about jerking off that evening, since I was still aroused from the earlier play, but as I said, I don't do that anymore. 

First I didn't sleep well, and then I overslept, so my attempts to rub my morning erection against Betta were rebuffed for lack of time. 

Standing in the shower soaping my now rock hard shaft had me thinking about relaxing my stand on masturbation, so I started to really stroke when the shower door flew open! 

"What's taking so long in here?" Betta asked in her sweet voice. 

I was actually blushing as I quickly rinsed off before jumping out of the shower, trying to hide my embarrassing erection with my towel. 

The day dragged on, and I admit to having several sexual daydreams accompanied with erections, but I was looking forward to the party tonight and having some relaxing drinks and a good hard sex session afterwards. 

Betta had called me several times that day, telling me she couldn't wait to see me in my costume. Zandi had given it to her at work and all the ladies at the store were looking forward to seeing me in it. 

"Trust me; you are going to look so sexy!" 

I asked if the costume had a sword with it, since I had pictured myself the Roman Gladiator with Cleopatra on my arm. 

Betta relayed my question about the sword to Zandi and I heard laughter in the office as Betta answered, "You'll have a big sword I'm sure." 

I was puzzled but let it go, getting directions to Zandi's house since Betta was going there directly from work to help get the party ready. 

I arrived at the house and was put to work setting out food and getting the bar ready. I tested my bartender skills and made myself a nice big drink to start. I looked up and there was Betta in her full costume, short skirt slit up to her hip, heavy eye make-up and that black wig. She looked regal, powerful, and sexual. I wanted her so badly I ached. My hard on grew larger. Then Zandi walked out and she was wearing the classic French maid outfit, low cut to show off her small but shapely tits and the skirt so short it almost was an afterthought. I could even see flashes of her lacy French cut panties.

That didn't help in my erection department either. I complimented them both and then asked about my costume. 

Betta pulled me into the bedroom. Slamming the door, she told me to take off all my clothes, she would help me dress. She strapped a cool leather chest harness around me, with metal rings and leather straps. I thought that was great until she held out the loincloth that was the rest of my costume. 

I wasn't Marc Antony; I was Cleopatra's slave! The loincloth was a flap in front and not much more that a strap in back. I know I had a look of shock on my face. "Don't worry sweetie, there is more to the costume!" Betta laughed. My hopes soared, then crashed as she fastened a slave collar around my neck. 

"Perfect! You are so sexy looking, I'm going to need to keep you on a short leash or all the other ladies will carry you away." she whispered looking me up and down. "I am so aroused seeing you in that outfit, I may not wait until the party is over to do something about it." She teased, giving my earlobe a nip. 

Now the promise of hot sex was the clincher for me staying in this getup while trying to adjust it to hide my boner. I tried to will my penis soft so it wouldn't tent the loin cloth when Zandi knocked and Betta opened the door. 

The girls talked to each other about how hot I looked, and they both ran their hands over the straps adjusting things to their liking. This didn't help me at all, and I could see both girls glancing at my tent pole, giggling. 

"That's it. Keep giggling and I'll change." I said half-heartedly.

Hearing other guests arrive helped me soften. With our masks in place we went out to join the party. 

I banged back a few more drinks to help me relax. 

The party was full of other very sexily dressed people, in fact that was the theme of the party so I didn't feel too out of place. 

Fitting of our costumes, Betta had her slave sit at her feet, but of course getting up to fetch drinks for her or her friends. 

I looked up at her and noticed my sexy Cleopatra didn't have any panties on, and with her short skirt I could clearly see her pretty, pouting pussy. 

She noticed my stare and spread her legs a bit, looking down with a laugh. Her sandaled toe nudged under my loincloth as she asked, "Are you enjoying your view my little slave?" 

I blushed as her toes played with my growing erection. 

"Rise to your feet my slave and fetch more wine for Zandi and me." She ordered with a grin.

My erection was obvious to all as I walked across the room then returned with their wine. 

Betta leaned down and whispered, "You look so inviting I am tempted to suck you off right here," she paused and then sneered. "But then that would not be fitting of a Queen. Perhaps the slave should be licking her?" she teased. 

Her words, reminiscent of last night, only inflamed me more and I could feel a wet spot growing on the front of my flap. The fact that I was not running out the door in embarrassment was surprising to me. I had never been one for public displays of affection, but here I was on display and so aroused I didn't know what to do. 

I hadn't had an orgasm in two days and didn't want to anger Betta so I sat back at my Queen's feet and just gave in to this scene. 

Betta moved us from the big living room to the smaller family room, since that was where the women were congregating. As her slave, of course I had to tag along. 

Zandi walked over and asked Betta if Cleopatra would allow her slave to dance with a common maid. 

Betta laughed, "Just return him in the same condition you got him." 

Zandi whispered something in Betta's ear that made her laugh. 

"Come with me, slave. You're mine!" Zandi said dragging me onto the dance floor. 

I enjoy dancing, but just wearing a loincloth made for some challenges. Zandi moved against me, cupping my ass as she pulled me tight against her body. Her fingers teased my ass crack. I could feel my erection popping up quickly, and she used me to grind against. She now had my cock trapped between her legs and was dry humping me on the dance floor! 

I was helpless to resist and was becoming more and more aroused. Hearing Zandi moan as my cock thrust against her barely covered pussy didn't help either. 

The song ended just in time and we hung onto each other while we caught our breath. 

Zandi led me back to Betta. My cock was so hard and throbbing you could count my pulse from the movement of the loincloth. 

Betta stood and in a loud voice demanded, "Why has my slave become so aroused from another woman? If my slave knows what's good for him, he will lose his erection immediately!" 

Turning to Zandi, Betta spoke apologetically, "Forgive my slave for taking such liberties with you." 

Most of the women around us had stopped talking and were now staring at us. 

Betta walked over to me and batted my barely covered hard on with the back of her hand. "You had better make that go away or else you will be punished." She scorned. 

I was in shock and embarrassed, but at the same time so aroused I couldn't stand it. 

Betta then spanked my bare ass three times very hard. The noise echoed and she spanked me again. I froze as she lifted my loincloth and exposed my slippery cock. With one hand wrapped around my stiff rod, she spanked me three more times. 

"This erection has to go young man," she scolded again.

I wanted to run; I wanted to cum, I didn't know what I wanted. But I wasn't asked what I wanted. 

"Zandi, for what my slave did to you, you may spank him also!" 

Zandi followed Betta's lead stroking my cock and spanking my now stinging ass as I hovered on the edge of orgasm. 

But neither woman was going to give me the release I now so wanted. 

Betta moved in behind me, unsnapping my loincloth so it fell to the floor.

My whole body blushed bright scarlet

She then placed my hand around my own cock. 

"Stroke it for us, my sweet slave." She whispered softly. 

I was frozen, just standing there. She then moved my hand for me. 

"DO IT!" She commanded. 

Every eye was on me, I had no choice.

Betta was now pinching my nipples as started to reluctantly jerk off. 

My 'long held' rule against masturbation was being broken in front of a whole room full of women, many of which knew either Betta or me! 

After just a few strokes, I felt my eruption rising. 

Zandi was beside me while Cleopatra chanted with the room "GO, GO, GO." 

I spurted with such intensity. Ropes of hot cum shot out, landing on both the floor and my body. I almost collapsed. Betta and Zandi held me up as I finished my orgasm before leading me to the bathroom where they both began to clean me up. My cock was still semi erect, cum drooling from the tip. Betta kissed me hard, saying, "That was the sexiest thing I have ever seen!" She then started unbuckling the harness, her hands caressing my erect nipples. Zandi wet a washcloth and began wiping my body. 

Knelling in front of me, Zandi started to clean off my cock, but winking at Betta, she extended her tongue and lightly licked the tip of my rod, savoring the sticky cum. Betta and I were looking down at this as my cock sprang to full attention! 

"What am I going to do with this slave Zandi? My punishment of him for arousal by other women just didn't work! I may have to overlook some of that since it just turns me on much!" 

Winking back at Zandi, Betta leaned over and suckled at my nipples, her hand sliding up her short skirt to find her bare pussy. Zandi took that as a sign of approval and gave my vibrating cock a long lick from balls to tip. Betta grew more aroused and kissed me deeply, sneaking peeks at Zandi's continuing assault with her tongue. 

"Zandi, I am sorry to say I really, REALLY need my man now. I don't think I am quite ready to share him completely. Will you forgive me if we leave you alone?" Betta pleaded. 

Zandi wistfully smiled up at us, a spot of my semen on the corner of her mouth. Licking her lips, her eyes closed for a moment, relishing the taste of my cum. 

"I understand Betta. I know how aroused you are, because I am that way too." Zandi's hand was idly playing with her panty covered pussy. "I have some great vibrators that will just have to substitute for a real cock. You two have fun, and feel free to spend the night."

Betta manhandled me to a bedroom where I licked her to a hard fast orgasm. She then mounted my still hard cock, savoring the fullness before fucking me hard until we both came again! 

We stayed the night at Zandi's house, not wanting to break the sexual spell as we played and made love long into the night. 

The next morning Betta didn't let me dress after I showered. I was naked while I ate breakfast with the two women. 

They talked about how sexy and stimulating the party was. 

Of course listening I was hard again. 

"Betta, Can I watch him jerk off one more time before you both leave?" Zandi begged.

Betta laughed, "I don't think he has any jizz left in him after last night!" 

Not that I needed any encouragement but they both played with my nipples and ass as I slowly stroked my new erection. 

Zandi was the one to start with the ass play. Her fingers sliding up and down my crack. She even pushed her finger against my opening, causing me to gasp. Betta watched in fascination, her hand wrapped around my erection. 

"I can feel him twitch every time you do that Zandi! I never played with his ass before. Keep doing that." 

Zandi giggled, pushing harder on my brown star. "I have found many guys get turned on from this, although most won't admit it. I really need lube to do this right. I don't want to hurt him!" 

"Well, what are you waiting for, go get the lube! I think this will be fun," Betta said. 

Standing up, Zandi looked at Betta with a sly smile on her face. "Do you want to go whole hog and have me bring the strap-on?" 

Both Betta and I had looks of shock on our faces. I think we even both blushed. 

"Ummm, maybe just the lube for now, baby steps and all that," she laughed blushing brighter. 

Zandi ran off to get the lube. 

Betta whispered in my ear, "How do you feel about this? Are you OK? You sure seemed to get more aroused when Zandi played with your ass. But we don't have to do this." 

Betta still had her hand around my hard shaft, slowly stroking it the whole time. 

"I am OK with exploring this a little. It does turn me on. I don't know about the strap-on. That is scary. Are you OK with Zandi involved with this so deeply?" I asked.

"Yes I think so. She seems to know what she is doing, and having another woman desire you is a turn on for me. But don't get any ideas that cheating is OK now!"

Zandi walked back to us, lube in hand, grinning from ear to ear. "We need him on his back I think. Bring him back into the bedroom."

Still hard at the anticipation of this new thing, I laid down on my back. Zandi sat between my legs to one side and pulled my leg to the outside. She told Betta to do the same. I was now stretched out in front of them. 

"Betta, lube your fingers up and follow what I do" Zandi said. She used her slippery fingers to slightly penetrate my ass. Her other lubed hand encased my hard cock. "Co-ordinate your stroking his cock with your fingers fucking his ass, like this. I guarantee he won't last long like that!" Her hand stroked my cock as she slide in and out of my ass.

Betta took over and soon had her finger deep in my back door. Her other hand stroked me in time. She intently watched the passion on my face, listened to my moans and gasps. "Oh my God, I AM finger fucking him, aren't I?" she said. "This is so HOT"

My eyes were closed in embarrassment and arousal. I wished it didn't turn me on so much, but that fact would be obvious in just a minute. 

"Betta, curl your finger some and try to find his prostate. That will make him spurt even more if you stimulate it," Zandi instructed. 

With this new stimulation, I fell off the cliff of arousal into an ocean of roiling orgasm. I cried out, clutched the sheets, tossed my head. I could feel the hot cum hit my neck, my chest, my stomach. 

Betta was still stroking/fingering me during my outcry, but she slowed down as I collapsed. She pulled her finger out of my ass with an audible 'Plop'. 

I opened my eyes to sexy sounds coming from the end of the bed. Zandi had her robe open and was masturbating furiously. My eyes raked her aroused body, noting her huge nipples on her smallish tits. Her thighs were splayed, giving me a perfect view of her clean shaven pussy, the labia a deep red, her juices glistening. 

Wild eyed, Zandi sat up and leaned over to start sucking my cock. She slurped up my cum, even deep throated my softening rod. This was the impetus to orgasm she needed. 

She cried out, her body shaking with orgasm then fell back on the bed beside me. Laughing with delight, she looked over at me and down at Betta. 

"I hope I didn't overstep my bounds Betta. I just REALLY needed his cock in my mouth to cum. Are you mad?"

Betta laughed in reply, "Of course not silly. You gave us a whole new avenue to explore! And seeing you orgasm was very hot. I know my 'slave' enjoyed it too." 

My reward for being such a good slave was to lick Betta to orgasm again, then a sensual shower before leaving for home. As we walked out the door, Betta still hadn't allowed me to dress.

My ass was cold as I slid onto the driver's seat. 

"I don't know if I ever want you wearing clothes again," Betta smiled, looking over at my nakedness as we drove down the road. 

A Night To Remember



It was a dark and stormy night and Ted and Georgette were finally alone. It had been one of these days that seemed never to end -- one crisis after another. With all the fires extinguished to was time to start one of their own.

Ted and Georgette had been married for 15 years. It was a wonderful marriage with two wonderful (at least they thought so) children, a nice house, (as those things were measured), and two psychotic cats (are there any other type?). Even after 15 years their love life was wonderfully fulfilling. However, something happened this night that they would be talking about for some time to come.

Ted had a plan. It was Saturday Night after all and the kids were staying with friends. They were alone and Ted was determined to do what two married people are supposed to do when they are alone (and it was NOT pay the bills). He and Georgette settled into their bed and she snuggled up to Ted. She loved the way she fit in the crook of his arm and how it gently wrapped around her body. Ted felt the warmth and compassion flowing from his life's partner. They lay silently, content with each other's closeness Ted made the first move. He moved his arm so that he could stroke her back. At the same time he kissed the top of her head. She responded with a content sigh and started to rub her hand across his chest. He liked that. After a bit he slid down in the bed and gently moved Georgette so they were looking eye to eye and they started to kiss, the way that two people who have known each other completely can kiss. Georgette loved to kiss, and especially loved to kiss her life's lover.

Ted stroked her breast (He loved her breasts). He gently tickled the nipple by lightly moving his thumb back and forth. The nipple was happy to respond rose to the occasion. She closed her eyes and a small, almost imperceptible smile crept across her lips. Ted was a master of the breast actions. As far as Georgette was concerned, the more the better. After a while Ted moved to unbutton her nightshirt. Slowly he undid the buttons, exposing the object of his desire. He undid the first button and followed with a peaceful kiss, the second one, and another kiss, the third ... kiss, ... kiss ... kiss ... . 

Ted had reached her belly then started slowly move back up. kiss, ... kiss ... kiss ...lick (oops how'd that get in there) ... kiss ... kiss. He moved to her right breast and gently kissed her nipple. The nipple, being of the accommodating type, rose to meet Ted invitation. Georgette had no other choice then to sigh and enjoy the dance between nipple and lips. Ted, being a fair man, slowly moved to the other nipple, who, as it happens, was just as accommodating as the first. Georgette had not moved and the smile was no longer imperceptible.

While Georgette, distracted by the action at her chest, Ted started tracing lines up and down her inner thighs with his hand. Ted moved slowly up and ever so lightly across the cotton panties, then down the opposite thigh. Georgette ... well .. we know what Georgette was doing. 

Between Ted's attention to her breast and the teasing strokes, Georgette was starting to moan a little more often and her hand was searching for her own area to stroke. Georgette placed her hand on Ted's privates, having talents of her own, and gently stroked him through his cotton boxers. Ted, being the accommodating, rose to meet her. She does not know how he does it but Ted smiled while he had her breast in his mouth. This lasted for quite a while. Ted paid special attention to her breasts and continued to tease her thighs. Georgette stroked and petted his penis. Both were enjoying the attention. However, at the same exact time, Ted and Georgette stopped what they were doing, looked each other in the eye and said 

"YOU HAVE TO MANY CLOTHES ON!"

They laughed, quick doffed their duds, curled up under the covers, and picked up where they left off. However this time, Ted abandoned the gently teasing. He meant business. Georgette had always said his tongue should be bronzed (figure that one). He has every intention of proving it once again. He VERY, VERY, slowly moved down her belly, kissing, licking, and nibbling. Georgette did not fight the tongue lashing she was about to get. Ted moved down, down, ... down ... ever so slowly ... down. 

When he reached his desire he stopped. "BASTARD" was the only thing Georgette said. He smiled, reach up and tweaked her happy nipple, then ran his tongue up and down her moistness, however never really entering it. &*%^@ (what language from MOM). Ted was enjoying his power (actually so was Georgette). Ted spread her lips and licked the inside. She tasted wonderful, even after all these years. He ran his tongue up and down, in and out, however, NEVER touching her "Pleasure Point". Georgette was at this point begging for more. She was offering him money, free dinners, a massage, a blow job! That made him stop and think. Georgette screamed at him. He just smiled took a rain check. He dived in for more. He ran his tongue up slowly, closer and closer to her pleasure. 

Then it happened. It had never happened before in their 15 years marriage or even in the years during their engagement. It was unbelievable! They were dumbfounded. At the exact moment that Ted's tongue found what Georgette wanted it to find, Georgette ... Started to laugh. Not some little snicker, or romantic giggle, she started to guffaw. It was a deep belly laugh -- an "I am being tickled with a feather duster" laugh. 

Ted did not now what to do. He stopped and waited until Georgette had calmed down and started again. And so did Georgette. Laughing so hard she was holding her belly and crying. Ted was shocked -- defeated. His confidence shattered. His ego (and other important parts) deflated. He rolled over on his side and just laid there. He was unable to decide what to do. He knew what Georgette wanted, what she needed, but for the first time was unable to provide it. 

Once Georgette had calmed down, she noticed his despair. Georgette then took matters into her own hands (so to speak). True to her word, she started to give her hubby the best blow job of his life. The type that would make his toes (and other parts) curl. She licked his manhood slowly, up and down the shaft, stopping at the top to engulf the head. Ted responded with a smile and a moan. Georgette knew how to please. She played with his balls while she licked the shaft. She teased him with her tongue, lips, fingers, and even her well kissed breast. She would start at his balls and run her tongue up his shaft to the tip and place his penis between her warm, soft breasts then reverse the movement pausing to lick swallow the head. Georgette was enjoying this immensely. When he had that look, she stopped and straddled him. 

Like a master technician, she slowly placed peg D onto slot P, leaning back to feel his fullness. She slowly worked up to almost exiting, then slowly back down. Ted help to keep her balance by placing his hands on her breast and massaging her nipples. Slowly up and down she rode, like a carousel in a carnival. Up and down, the pressure and passion was building -- the pace quickening. Both knew how this would end. No cursing or laughing -- no promises or teasing -- just one glorious orgasm. Georgette let out a moan and Ted grunted. The pace quickened more, Ted had to abandon her breast and placed his hands on her hips to keep her from falling off. It was as if they were 20 again. All maturity baggage shredded, all caution thrown to the wind. The energy and carefree abandoned of their youth had returned. Georgette thrust down as Ted thrust up. Meeting halfway and separating just a quickly, their bodies moist with sweat, love, lust, and passion. 

It ended. Ted made one final, mad thrust and Georgette screamed. Georgette felt his result deep in her. Ted felt hers around him. She folded into his arm, him still in her. They lay there, breathing heavy, sweaty, exhausted, and thoroughly consumed. As Ted slid out, Georgette moved to the position that started it all. They were spent and happy to be with each other. 

As the rain continued, and as Georgette was drifted to a peaceful slumber, she thought she heard the sound of laughter. Not a guffaw or "I am being tickled with a feather duster" laugher. But a quiet, gently loving giggle, mixed with the sounds of rain.



A Night to Remember



Dubb sat in his truck his heart rate accelerated at the thought of the evening to come. He reached down for his 40 oz to take a swig hoping that would calm his nerves. He'd been married to Michi for a few years now and their relationship was seriously on the rocks. He would do anything to win her back and when she brought up the idea to him, he jumped on it. Besides, he bought those damn boots for her and he'd be damned if he never got the chance to see her in them other than that first night when she'd put them on for a brief moment to model them for him. She did look hot in that outfit she chose to put on with them. He smiled as he remembered her in that pair of beige skorts that just covered her luscious ass, the beige striped top that enhanced her plump, delicious breasts and tied around the back of her neck, the cute beige, leather derby cap and those boots. He almost got a hard on looking at her and wanted to take her upstairs right then and there and ravish her thick, voluptuous body but he had to keep his cool because he'd pissed her off earlier that day and had to coerce her into putting the boots on in the first place. He knew she only did that just to shut him up but the fact that she did it anyway after the way she was feeling towards him, let him know that she cared.

He saw her when she got off of the bus and headed towards the fast food restaurant not too far down the street from the motel they agreed they would go to after "accidentally bumping into each other" at the fast food place. His dick immediately got hard and he couldn't even see the outfit she had on under her street clothes but he saw those thigh-high black three-inch heels. He'd always had a fetish for wet hair and boots. They could have been any kind of boots, but mostly knee-high or thigh-high. He took several deep breaths to calm himself down so he wouldn't exit the truck with a raging hard-on.

Michi entered the fast food place and headed towards the counter to place her order. Her heart rate was going a little fast knowing that she was about to embark on a fantasy she'd had for years but was never able to truly share with her husband because she never thought he would care enough to try and make it happen. In her mind, he always just seemed more interested in getting her in bed with another woman. She remembered bringing up role-playing to him before and it seemed as if he just brushed it off. He never knew how much that bothered her. As she stood at the counter dressed in the outfit that he picked out for her under her street clothes, she felt sexy as hell. She wasn't a beautiful woman but she carried herself with such confidence that when people saw her, they just felt her beauty rather than viewing it. She was a short woman standing at just over five feet and she was a bit overweight. Some people would call her thick, others would call her voluptuous, while others still, would simply call her fat. She didn't care. She was comfortable in her skin. The only thing she really had an issue with was her teeth as she had yet to get braces and they were crooked but apparently that really didn't matter to a lot of people because of the beauty she radiated from within. Her smooth coffee with just a hint of cream looked soft to the touch. She never really had a problem with acne and for that she was grateful. She looked at the menu behind the counter with her big dark brown lying eyes and pursed her firm small lips together as she contemplated what she wanted to order. She tossed her head back making the strands on her platinum blonde wig flare out and decided on a double cheeseburger meal. No, she was not afraid to get her grub on. When she was hungry, she ate and it was evident in her weight. She weighed in at around 200 lbs. but she couldn't see it. She just figured it was all in her tits, ass, hips and the little bit of gut she'd put on over the past ten years or so after she'd gotten her tubes tied.

"Excuse me?" a familiar voice said in her ear. " I know this is going to sound cheesy but I couldn't help but notice you when I saw you walk in. I have this fetish for boots and let me tell you, you are rocking those boots."

She looked up into those oh so familiar light brown eyes surrounded by the sexiest eyelashes that would darken to different shades depending on his mood. He was a good foot taller than she was, her head barely reaching his chin. She took in his appearance liking the outfit he'd chosen to wear for the night. He knew she always liked him in black and took full advantage of that knowledge. He even decided to put an earring in his left ear for the occasion. He smiled at her with his full lips, the bottom lip just a little fuller than the top. She remembered telling him that he better not ever shave his moustache again because he just didn't look right. He could shave the goatee but he'd better keep the moustache. He chose to wear both his moustache and goatee for the occasion. His wore his hair in a bald fade and she noticed that he did indeed go to a lot of trouble for this night because he'd finally colored the gray that was usually evident around the temples. He looked younger like he did when they first met and that made her insides quiver. He wasn't a big man by any standards but he'd let himself go just a little over the years weighing in at 235 lbs where he'd never weighed more than 225 lbs in all his life, even when he was a retired high school football player that still lifted weights on a regular basis. 

"I'm not sure whether to be offended or flattered," Michi responded in her husky voice. That was another thing she hated because when people who didn't know her called the house trying to get her to get some stupid credit card, they would mistake her for a young adolescent boy and she was so far from being a male, it wasn't even funny. She took it in stride though. Her voice never bothered Dubb. In fact when she first sent him that message on the phone chat line all those years ago, there was something about it that drew him in and he couldn't get enough of hearing it. He'd given her his number not sure if she'd ever call him but she did and here they were almost twelve years later. It was the best thing he'd ever done as far as he was concerned.

"Oh, it was definitely a compliment. So, what are you doing tonight? You got a man waiting on you at home?" Dubb replied with a devious grin.

Michi giggled loving the way he was getting into this role-play. "Actually, no, not that I know of. I told him I was going out to get me something to eat and he said he had a friend he had to meet so not to worry about rushing home. Why? What did you have in mind?"

"Well, I was thinking maybe you and I could go somewhere and just talk for a bit. I'm from out of town and don't know anyone. My motel room is just right up the street but if that would make you uncomfortable, we could just sit here and talk." Dubb replied wondering how she would respond to the out of town comment.

"How would your gal feel about you being holed up in your motel room with some strange woman you picked up at a fast food restaurant?"

"Oh, she wouldn't care. She's pretty cool like that and understands that stuff happens. Besides, she's most likely doing her own thing."

"You don't have a problem with that? Her doing her own thing while you're out of town?"

"Well, I do but I can't be a hypocrite now, can I?" Dubb smirked.

"No," Michi smiled at his frankness. "I guess not."

Michi agreed to go to the motel with Dubb so they could "talk" knowing they would be doing so much more than that. Her insides were practically melting at how well things were going and at how Dubb seemed to know just the right thing to say to make this fantasy a reality and as realistic as possible. She got her order and waited patiently while Dubb placed an order of his own. Once they received their food they headed out to his turquoise green truck and he opened the door for her. That was not an occurrence that happened very often but he knew she liked that shit so he wanted to make this night a night she would never forget and maybe she would forget about all this divorce nonsense. She belonged with him and he aimed to prove it to her. 

Michi climbed into the truck ready to get this adventure under way. They made it to the motel room and she giggled at the mirrors on the wall, thinking, "So, he was paying attention." She removed her jacket and made herself comfortable on the bed in her skirt and t-shirt so she could eat because she knew she would need her energy for what was to come. She wasn't even nervous like she thought she would be. This was her husband so why should she be nervous? It was just that this was something new to both of them. Something they had never done before with the role-playing. They were still themselves and they kept it real with what they talked about but she had chosen for this night that he would only call her Michi (his pet name for her when he was really feeling her) and she would only call him Dubb (who she liked to call his alter ego). It was going well. They ate and talked like they had just met and were just getting to know each other and their situations. She brought up the divorce and that made Dubb wince for a second but he had to remember they were role-playing. He wasn't her husband that night but some guy that just happened to come along who wanted to hang out with her among other things. Of course, he didn't play on the "other things" he wanted to do, choosing to let her take the lead. She did right after she spilled her guts about her husband cheating on her. He almost felt like shit for her throwing that up in his face once again but he decided to just go with the flow because he loved her with all of his heart and he knew this last indiscretion was just a bit much for her to take and it would take some major work on his part to get her to believe in him again. He fucked up and he knew it so he was willing to take whatever he could get by way of intimacy with his wife.

She looked at him and smiled knowing by the look in his eyes that he was struggling with all that was going on but was determined to follow through with this fantasy without going off on her. That's what usually happened when she brought up the divorce. He didn't want to lose her and it was hard for him to hear her talking about divorce so he'd go off on her even though he knew that was the last thing he needed to be doing but he was hurting and he felt lost. He couldn't imagine his life without her and would do anything to make things right for her and prove to her that she would from that moment on forever be all the woman he needed. She didn't buy it though but she was willing to keep an open mind hence the fantasy night. Michi leaned towards her husband and brushed her lips across his. He wanted to just crush her to him but decided it would be best to allow her to take the lead and control since she always said he tried to control her and this would be one night she would not be able to say that. Michi felt her heart rate skip a beat at the touch of those soft full lips lightly brushed up against hers. She wanted to just take her husband right then and there and the rest of the fantasy be damned but she had to do this right. She reluctantly pulled herself together and got up off the bed excusing herself to the bathroom. Besides, she really had to pee.

While Michi was in the bathroom Dubb sat there in turmoil. He so wanted to go into that bathroom with her. He had to keep his cool though and it was extremely hard because he wanted her so bad. He wanted to feel her naked skin next to his own. Hell, he just wanted to go home and she was home. He felt himself getting choked up at the situation knowing that this night was no guarantee that she still wouldn't divorce him but he had to try. If she was really serious this time, because she'd threatened to leave him before on many different occasions but always took him back, he didn't know what he would do. She was all he knew and he couldn't picture his life without her. He swore to himself at that moment that if she came around this time as she'd done in the past...he really didn't expect her to because she was so adamant and it had been over two months since she said she wanted a divorce and although she said she would keep an open mind, she would always find a way to let him know that she hadn't changed her mind...he would never, ever cheat on her again. If she went through one of her infamous worry spells he wouldn't just assume that she was fucking someone else. He would just accept that she was worrying about bills and shit and be patient and wait for her. No, fuck that. He would make sure she never had to have a "worry spell" again. 

While Dubb sat on the bed fretting over what to do to save his marriage, Michi took care of her business and stripped revealing the outfit Dubb had bought for her. They had gone to Simply Fashions one day before school started to try and help their daughter find some school clothes that she was willing to wear and noticed that they carried very nice looking lingerie for women of Michi's size. Because of Michi's 38 to 40 DD breasts depending on which bra she wore it was hard to find cute, sexy lingerie that Michi was happy with that fit her properly. Personally, Dubb could have given a damn if it fit or not. It was just going to come off anyway but he was learning that she had to be comfortable in what she was wearing because in her mind, she wasn't just wearing it for him. She was also wearing it for herself. She revealed a slinky black spaghetti strapped nightie that didn't quite cover her ass cheeks and a fire engine red thong just to throw in some color to the outfit. Michi looked down at herself loving the way the little nightie felt against her skin and it didn't look half bad accentuating her sexy curves. 

Michi emerged from the bathroom and it was then that she began to feel her nerves. She knew Dubb would go completely ga ga but at the same time, she still felt nervous waiting for his reaction. Dubb heard the bathroom door open and saw her step tentatively into the light. He knew she was nervous because she kept tugging at the skimpy nightie and wouldn't meet his eyes. His heart swelled with so much love for her at that moment that he knew he would never be without this sexy sensual woman in his life. Then as he got a better look when Michi true to her character gathered her confidence and strutted into the room like an accomplished model his dick began to swell with the desire he'd held in for the past month when Michi cut him off and refused to give him any more pussy. He'd been tempted to cheat again having a very high sex drive but he remained strong and didn't give in. At that very moment he was glad he didn't but he wished he would've had enough sense to get that first nut out of the way because he knew it wouldn't be very long before he exploded. Hell, he could already begin to feel the pre-cum oozing out of the tip of his now throbbing hard on.

Michi struck a pose for him ready for him to mention the digital camera because he was supposed to have brought it. She wasn't going to post these pictures on the Internet because she was through with all of that. Well she wasn't entirely through. She still wrote her erotic stories and still flirted and even had cyber sex from time to time but she was definitely through with showing her body off for all the perverts in Internet land to see. She'd removed all of the pictures she'd had posted knowing that some crazy pervert out there probably stole the pictures anyway to jack off to. "That's one of the many chances you take when you put yourself out there like that," she thought to herself as she had deleted her old life on the Internet and re-invented herself. 

Dubb felt like he was going to explode with desire and tried to get himself in check. He knew he had to handle things right this night so as not to piss his wife off by becoming overzealous but dammit, it was hard. He watched as Michi gathered even more confidence and began to shimmy in front of him dancing to the beat of some unknown tune in her head. She was shaking the bottom of that sexy ass nightie in her hands and wiggling her thick hips in front of him. She turned as she danced and he got a good look at her brown juicy ass shaking in front of him. He could see the ripple on her ass cheeks with each shake. His hard on continued to strain against the tight black jeans he chose to wear. He needed relief and he needed it soon. Suddenly, he remembered the camera but knew that taking pictures in his state and frame of mind wasn't going to help the situation any. He was libel to break that damn camera trying to get to her. He jumped up and made some flimsy role-play excuse to get to the bathroom so that he could go ahead and relieve that first nut. While he sat there on the toilet seat stroking away at his dick, Michi walked in on him. He jumped in embarrassment berating himself for not locking the door. Michi had only caught him jacking off once in all the years they'd been together and then it was because he wanted her to.

Michi licked her lips wanting to taste her husband in her mouth. She had a funny feeling she would make him cum orally this night. She knelt down before him and looked up at him with her big brown eyes full of passion and didn't hesitate to remove his hand from the shaft of his dick all smooth with the veins poking out in the effort to release the cum. She knew that he would not need much physical stimulation before he would be shooting his load down her throat. She licked her lips again and placed those perky pink lips around the head of his cock and gave it a gentle pull, suck and pop as she pulled her mouth off allowing the air to mingle with the wetness of her spit. She did this several times driving Dubb insane with the desire to just shove his member deep into her mouth. He couldn't deep throat her, he knew but he knew how far he could go and he so wanted to just feel it. She was teasing him mercilessly. Finally, she sucked him in as far as her small mouth would take him which was pretty small at that time as his dick was harder for her than it had ever been before. He could swear he must have grown another inch or two but didn't complain as he relished in the feel of her hot, wet tongue massaging the shaft of his dick as she worked one of her hands expertly up and down the length of his dick. 

No his wife didn't make him cum orally very often, mostly his fault because he'd never truly let himself go worried about disrespecting her, but this night she would and he would be hard pressed to even try to stop it. She continued to work her magic on his love rod and before he knew it, he was screaming like a bitch. He loved and hated that she had that kind of power over him. He lost his control and just let it flow finding just enough strength to look down into her eyes. Her eyes were glowing with satisfaction as she popped his dick out of her mouth mid ejaculation and stroked cum all over her cheeks and chin. Dubb couldn't tear his eyes away loving the way she looked with his love juice all over her face. She'd done this before but very rarely and it was always too much for him to handle so he'd always closed his eyes just to relish in the feeling. He decided as the pleasure took over his body to have the whole experience and actually look this time. His body started to convulse uncontrollably as he felt himself cumming again just at the sight of his cum on his beautiful wife's face. Damn, she just gave him his first multiple orgasm and he thought only women did that shit. He couldn't keep his eyes open as he began to feel weak with the all the tingling sensations running through his body. He felt heavy like he wouldn't even be able to stand up and yet he felt light as a feather at the same time.




A Night to Remember



Michi continued to suck on Dubb's love rod ready to get it hard again for some more action but knew it would be a lost cause. She didn't care at that moment because she was going to enjoy every moment of this night and every inch of his body. Dubb finally pushed her away not able to handle the sensation anymore and Michi licked her lips smugly knowing she'd done good. She made her way to the sink to wash the cum off of her face and smiled at herself in the mirror above the sink. She was quite satisfied with herself. She knew it would take Dubb a few minutes to get his wits about himself so she decided to go have some more fun.

Michi dug around in the big purse she decided to carry for that night and found what she was looking for. She dug out her favorite pleasure toy and lube. She laid back on the bed and made herself comfortable. Dubb thought that "Black Stallion" was her favorite but it wasn't. She was addicted to the egg shaped head on a skinny rod that had seven different vibrating settings. She wasted no time pulling the fire engine red thong to the side and lubing herself up so she could get herself off. Michi released both of her big jugs from her slinky nightie and began to roll those pebble sized nipples between her fingers relishing in the sensation traveling it's way down to that intimate spot between her legs. She could feel her pussy begin to slightly throb and reached down to rub her small fingertip across her clit. She knew exactly where to go and used her other hand to pull the hood away from her now hard and pert love button ready to give her that release that only she could give herself. She rubbed her clit vigorously forgetting about her toy as the sensations began to overwhelm her body. Her mind was focused on what she was feeling and she could hear herself telling herself..."Ahhh, that's it Michi, rub that clit girl! You know you want this nut! Don't stop!" Slowly her orgasm began to rise but before she could totally let go, Dubb walked into the room as if he hadn't just had the best nut ever a short while ago.

Michi was never really comfortable pleasuring her body in front of Dubb but she'd done it because it always turned her on to see him pleasure himself and fair's fair. Michi continued to rub herself but because of the interruption of Dubb walking into the room, she had to start all over to get herself back to the brink. Dubb had other thoughts in mind when he saw what his wife was doing. He knew he should just let her do her thing and truly watch for a change; hell, he might learn something, but it was too hard not to want to taste that succulent pussy glistening in the soft lamplight. Dubb settled himself between Michi's legs and inhaled deeply. She smelled like Michi. He knew that smell like the back of his hand. Michi would occasionally but not very often use some kind of perfume after showering but not this night. She was just Michi. He reveled in the musky scent of the woman he claimed as his own when he finally said "I do". Michi removed her hand ready for Dubb to dine on her delectable pussy. She jumped slightly at the touch of the tip of his tongue to her clit now begging for attention. She was so sensitive she knew it wouldn't be long before he brought her over the edge as she was about to be before he so rudely interrupted just because he finally found his sea legs. That's what Michi called that recovering jelly-leg feeling after an intense orgasm. She sighed as Dubb settled in to feast. Michi could say one thing about Dubb. Since she started seriously threatening divorce, his oral skills improved like nine thousand. She allowed herself to be pulled into the moment as wave after wave of intense pleasure began to build up in her body. Her legs began to shake as Dubb fervently licked and sucked away at her love jewel. He was relentless and would not let up until Michi got quiet. Dubb learned quickly that Michi was not your typical female when she came or orgasmed rather because she didn't just start flowing a bunch of juices when she had an orgasm, nor did she squirt. Hers was more of an involuntary muscle spasm experience. She did on occasion trickle but it wasn't very often. He'd learned that when Michi was having a true orgasm and wasn't faking as she'd done with him in the past, she'd get extremely loud, thrash around in the bed like a wild woman possessed and then suddenly it would be like her body had some kind of eerie calm come over it and she'd get quiet. She'd still be moaning but it would just be mellow as if she'd just taken a really good hit off of a joint. He loved to hear that mellow moan because that let him know that he'd done something right. She wasn't an easy woman to get to cum orally so when he did, he cherished it. 

Michi was in the throes of orgasmic bliss and knew that there was more but couldn't even think straight enough at the moment to determine what should happen next. She felt her eyelids getting heavy as her pussy continued to tingle but Dubb was having none of that. No way was she going to fall asleep on him this night. Although, it could serve to give him a big head because when they would have intercourse, she would drain the hell out of him because she felt so damn good and he'd pass out while she jumps up like nothing has happened and when she's in a really good mood she starts dancing like she had an energy jolt. 

Dubb stood up and removed his clothes ready to feel himself inside of his wife, ready to go home. He climbed onto the bed positioning himself on top of his wife balancing himself on his arms. He never felt comfortable putting all of his weight on his wife but she loved the missionary position and really seemed to get a thrill out of his just laying on her and feeling their skin connect. He always thought he was heavy and that she wouldn't be able to breathe. He just continued to learn when it came to making love to his wife or maybe it was just that now that he felt on the verge of losing her, he paid more attention to her in the bedroom.

Michi welcomed her husband into her arms and opened her legs ready to receive him. Dubb took his time guiding his firm, vein throbbing dick into Michi's tight hungry pussy. Michi and Dubb sighed as he entered her to the hilt in one slow thrust. Dubb felt the heat from Michi's pussy envelope his love rod and it was all he could do not to just nut right then and there even if Michi did just give him a multiple orgasm. There was just something about Michi's love box that drove Dubb wild. Michi had begun to grind her hips below Dubb and Dubb followed suit as their joining began to take on new proportions. Michi felt each thrust of Dubb's hard dick gliding in and out of her pussy and wanted more. She pulled his head off her shoulder and shoved her tongue in his mouth none too gently. Dubb didn't hesitate to open his mouth willingly continuing to enjoy the feel of his wife's honey pot caressing his now very excited member. The blood began to flow to each of their heads as yet another orgasm began to overtake them. Faster and faster Dubb pumped his love tool inside of Michi's now sloppy wet cunt. Michi's pussy lips gripped Dubb's dick with each thrust. Faster and faster. They began to pant, ready to bust this nut. Dubb was getting tired but it felt so good he didn't want to stop. Neither did Michi and being in tune with his body as she was, Michi rolled Dubb over to his back and straddled his pulsating cock. Dubb lay there and allowed Michi to work her magic. He reached up to play with those raisin tipped nipples loving the fact that she didn't have a pair of those areolas that covered half of the tit. He tweaked and twirled her nipples between his fingers remembering the time she placed a quarter on them to measure the size of her areola. The quarter had been a perfect fit. He wanted to pull those dangling raisins in his mouth and savor the flavor. Michi complied by putting the tit in his mouth and Dubb began to suck on that perky nipple like a starving baby being breastfed. Michi lost her composure at the onslaught of her husband's expert tittie sucking action and grabbed the back of his head so she could feel more. She was about to have another orgasm but she wasn't ready mentally yet. She wanted him to bust a nut with her, so to speak. As the tempo began to build up by Michi's excitement of Dubb sucking away on her gems there for the tasting, they were both completely engrossed in the moment.

Beads of sweat dripped from their bodies with all of the exertion they expelled during the throes of passion. The passion was too good and they couldn't seem to stop. Michi bounced up and down on Dubb's dick and wanted more. She wanted all of him. Sensing her desire and knowing she would never verbalize it although she may show it, Dubb flipped her over to her knees. Michi assumed the position and Dubb had his way with her. He so wanted to stick his dick in her ass because he'd been there before but he knew she'd cuss him out because she said it was just too painful to her. But the way her tight little asshole gripped his dick, he couldn't help but want more. He had to respect her but he couldn't get the thought out of his head as he looked down at that smooth round chocolate ass. He was hard pressed to keep from trying just this once to glide it in her ass. She wasn't drunk. He could distinguish between sober Michi and drunk Michi. He wanted sober Michi. Damn this pussy felt so good! Dubb began to pump harder ready to shoot his load on Michi's ass. Michi bucked back against him ready to totally let go but there was still something holding her back. She just wasn't ready to orgasm just yet. She wanted it to be simultaneous. She got the best nut when it was simultaneous.

She heard Dubb grunt and felt his release hot and sticky on her backside. At the first contact of Dubb's jism on Michi's ass, Michi finally gave into that sensation she'd been fighting all night for this very moment. Michi's orgasm was so strong that she was unable to stay on her knees. Her body fell flat on the bed and began to convulse uncontrollably. Dubb plopped down beside Michi and slowly came back down to earth. He reached over and pulled Michi's quivering body to him and stroked her hair as her breathing slowed to a calm even state. Dubb still wasn't sure what the future had in store for them but he knew that he would forever be thankful for this night and the memories. He drifted off to sleep thinking about how they still hadn't taken those pictures.



A Night to Remember



The headlights of Kristina's car cast strange shadows on the walls of the library as she shut the engine off. Once again, she would spend another evening at the computers; another evening of combating the emptiness she felt inside.

"Only a few more weeks," Kristina muttered to herself. "A few more weeks, and I'll have my own computer and won't have to keep coming back to the library." Kristina could reluctantly admit to herself that she was a lonely girl, and if it were not for the occasional venture onto the Internet, she would not have much of a social life at all. 

Kristina sighed, as she gathered her papers and locked the car door. Walking up the library steps, she wondered how long would it be before she would know the bliss of another's touch; a touch beyond the awkward guy groping and fumbling in the backseat of yet another, disappointing date. Kristina yearned for the touch of true desire from a lover with passion for her, and no one else. She had become disappointed to the point of bitterness, believing that God had denied her the pleasures that seemed to come so easily to others.

The stale scent of countless books and periodicals greeted Kristina as she walked past the librarian, who merely smiled and nodded to her, in a now routine and familiar manner. Kristina was a regular to the few computers her library had. One could always count on her to be sitting at the keyboard on Friday nights, catching up on her e-mail and chatting with folks, whom she was sure led far more exciting lives than hers. Most nights she would be alone. Other nights perhaps two or three girls her age, in their early twenties, would be sharing on various chat rooms or message boards. 

Tonight was unusually crowded, as all computers were occupied, save one. Taking the last remaining seat, Kristina paid little attention to the lovely young woman with long chestnut brown hair seated at the computer next to hers, other than to notice she was quite beautiful. The girl's perfume teased Kristina's senses, and for the briefest of moments, she felt a flush of excitement waft over her. She smiled at the girl, and a warm and genuine smile was returned. 

Kristina was mildly confused at her own feelings, but figured they were the result of being too tired, or due to the cravings anyone might have for the attentions of another, no mater who they might be. Craving the attentions of a friend and confidant with whom she could share the most the intimate passions and joys, had been an ongoing desire for Kristina for quite some time. However, she had become so use to the frustration of this unfulfilled desire. Kristina did not yet recognize the potential treasure sitting next to her. 

As the evening wore on, Kristina typed up several friendly letters. Then, briefly chatted with some friends in far-off places. Occasionally being interrupted by the girl next to her, laughing and enjoying what was obviously a delightful chat room session. The girl with the long and shimmering chestnut brown hair was playful and self-assured. Kristina quickly decided that she liked this girl, realizing she could not help glancing over at her, at every opportunity. Since the girl was obviously very beautiful, with just the right amount of make-up, black slacks, and a dark-burgundy satin blouse, unbuttoned enough to show some modest cleavage and a hint of black-lace bra, Kristina wondered why she was in the library, and not out on a date.

Suddenly, Kristina felt a touch on her shoulder. It was the girl with a mischievous grin, made more alluring by a small mole just above her lip. "Hey, you want to see something funny?" the girl asked, as she winked at Kristina. 

Kristina leaned over towards the girl's computer and noticed she was in an adult chat room. "I've been chatting with a girl called 'sexykitten4U,' and we just started cybering," the girl informed Kristina, as she flung her hair over her shoulder, exposing her neck and cleavage. 

"She has no idea that I'm a girl too! Ironic, isn't it?" the girl asked. 

"She says I've been teasing her in ways no man has ever teased her before!" she continued with a giggle. "No kidding, right? I mean, who else would know how to really please a woman, but another woman?" she said in a whisper. "I just don't have the heart to tell her." 

The girl's soft touch on Kristina's shoulder became more of a caress, as the two laughed together. "By the way, my name is Yvonne," the girl stated in a warm and friendly way. 

"I'm Kristina," came the enthusiastic reply.

Yvonne had a zest for life, and usually made friends easily. She knew what she wanted and was not ashamed to show the world. She craved pleasure the way others crave candy. Yvonne knew that life was short. She felt that if ecstasy could only come from another woman's touch, regardless of what some people thought, then so be it. 

Yvonne's deep-brown eyes carefully scanned her new friend's strawberry blonde hair, which curled naturally and cascaded in rippled waves to the middle of her back. In seconds, she studied Kristina's captivating green eyes, thin tangerine-colored lips, and her welcoming smile. Though Kristina was wearing a pullover sweatshirt, Yvonne could tell that she was well endowed and had an attractive figure. 

Returning their attention to Yvonne's computer, the two girls spent the rest of the evening playing with the unknowing cyber friend. They enjoyed each other's company as if they had been friends for years. They laughed and giggled from the unintentional deception, and occasionally blushed from the sharing of intimate erotic thoughts as they came to mind. 

Closing time came all too soon. Yvonne and Kristina gathered up their belongings and headed for the door. With Kristina walking in front of her, Yvonne smiled as she took notice of Kristina's nicely rounded ass in her tight-fitting, faded jeans. At the bottom of the steps, Yvonne looked at her watch, and asked in a hopeful tone, "You know Hun, the night's still young. Feel like going out for a quick drink or two?" 

Kristina knew she had no plans for the next day and readily agreed. After arriving at the small bar & grill just down the street, the two girls sat down at a small booth in a dimly lit corner. While sipping her second glass of White Zinfandel, Kristina was puzzled at the thoughts she was having. Yvonne had made her feel like no man had ever made her feel before. Kristina sensed that whatever her feelings were, the attraction between them felt like a storybook romance. 

Yvonne knew this feeling very well and almost instinctively; she laid her hand on Kristina's thigh. Yvonne smiled as she saw Kristina's eyes close. Kristina returned her caress by placing her hand over Yvonne's and sighed contentedly. 

"It's been so long since I've felt anything like that," Kristina whispered. Yvonne nodded in agreement, as their two hands explored each other's fingertips. 

Once again, while Yvonne and Kristina talked and shared and laughed, the time seemed to slip by way too fast. However, in only a few short hours, they were able to get to know each other quite well.

"Who would have guessed it would be another girl who could make me feel this way," Kristina declared with gladness as closing time neared. 

Not wanting to be the last ones to leave, the two girls strolled to their cars, which were curiously parked side by side. They regretfully but enthusiastically embraced by the glow of the streetlight, and agreed to meet at the library the following Friday. Though she would not tell her any details, Yvonne advised Kristina to bring an overnight bag. Thrilled at the idea, Kristina drove home with child-like anticipation.

That night, Kristina lay in her bed and pondered the feelings she had encountered. "It's so different," she thought to herself. Kristina questioned whether her feelings were real or not. However, she knew the wetness she felt between her legs was real, as she slowly teased herself with erotic thoughts of Yvonne's touch. Kristina brought herself to a delightfully pleasant orgasm much faster than anytime she could remember. Then, lifting her finger to her mouth, she was entranced by the flavor of her own juices. "Would another girl be as sweet?" she thought. Kristina was more eager than ever to explore the mysteries she had missed for so many years. 

Thoughts of Yvonne clouded Kristina's mind all the following week. Each night she let herself fall deeper and deeper into a state of passionate anticipation. Craving for her new friend's sensual touch. Kristina often dreamt about what it would be like to run her tongue around another girl's nipples. What it was like to have another girl, knowing all the intimate secrets that a woman knows, satisfy her completely. She dreamt what it was like, not to have to teach, coach, or guide her partner, as she had done with a number of guys she dated. Instead, Kristina envisioned being able to relax and enjoy a romantic and luxuriously erotic experience, which would stimulate her mind, her body, and her spirit.

On Friday, Kristina could barely contain her desires. During the coffee breaks at the office where she worked, she would slip away to the ladies room to keep herself wet and wanting for what was sure to be a night to remember. Kristina wondered if her co-workers noticed that she had pleasured herself when she would return to her desk a bit flushed while straightening her crinkled-cotton broomstick skirt and looking pleasantly fatigued. 

Using all her willpower to keep from breaking the speed limit, Kristina drove to the library as soon as she got off work. She pulled into a parking space and noticed Yvonne standing by the curb. Kristina was amazed at how lovely she looked. Yvonne's heels clicked softly on the pavement as she walked towards her. As she climbed in on the passenger side, Yvonne's tiny erect nipples strained against the silky ice-blue fabric of her V-neck, wrap-around dress. 

"No computer tonight Kristina!" Yvonne said with a smile. "Tonight is for us alone."

Yvonne was trying as hard as she could not to stare at Kristina's pale breasts, made visible by the plunging neckline on her embroidered peasant blouse. The sexy view was enhanced by a large single pearl suspended from a silver chain, which dangled tantalizingly in between Kristina's narrow cleavage. Not knowing where they were going, but trusting Yvonne completely, Kristina drove off, enthusiastically heading out of town after being provided with some easy-to-follow directions. Within a short period of time, Yvonne pointed to an old, but well-kept, colonial style house. In the fading light, Kristina saw the small wooden sign saying "bed and breakfast," which betrayed its purpose. 

"I've stayed here before and the rooms are fabulous!" Yvonne said as she touched Kristina's thigh. 

Her touch sent tiny shivers of ecstasy through them both, and Kristina knew there was no going back. She could never deny her true feelings again. Kristina wanted this girl and wanted her badly. The moment she parked the car, Kristina embraced Yvonne and kissed her long and deep before they got out. There was no shock or resistance in Yvonne. As their tongues merged together, each could feel their own rush of passion and vaginal secretions beginning to flow through their bodies. 

Kristina wanted the kiss to last forever, but Yvonne soon whisper, "Come with me and I'll show you wonderful things." 

The girls walked inside and greeted the clerk cheerfully. Yvonne stated that she had made a reservation for two. While the clerk was finding their room key, Yvonne would tease Kristina by running her fingers along the top of her gathered-waist skirt, and trace a path to her belly button. This started Kristina giggling. The confused clerk wondered what was the matter, as the girls laughed and giggled whenever he turned his back. 

Yvonne quickly signed the register slip and took the key from the clerk. The two smiled at the clerk and trotted upstairs. Kristina stared intently at the key as it slowly turned in the lock to their room. As if in slow motion, Yvonne opened the door. To Kristina, it was a symbolic opening as well. She felt as though it represented an opening of her passions and desires, an opening of a new beginning in her life. 

Kristina walked in the room while Yvonne brought in the bags. Kristina could not help but remember childhood dreams as she looked at the antique canopied bed covered by a thick hand-made quilt. The fragrance of the room bore the faintest smells of lilacs. "Yes!" Kristina thought, "This is meant to be!" 

Closing the door brought Kristina out of her trance, as she spun around to see Yvonne's mischievous grin. The two would-be lovers came towards each other and embraced as no two had embraced before. The years of Kristina's pent-up passions were released in a single moment of trust and understanding. Continuing to embrace, Yvonne's eyes welled-up with tears of joy. She reflected on the time spent yearning for a companion and lover to take the place of Pamela, who had left months earlier to pursue a career in broadcasting on the west coast. Now she felt whole again. 

Kristina threw her head back and moaned sincerely as she felt Yvonne's tongue teasing her neck. There was no resistance left in either of them and their caresses flowed freely, believing that all love can be genuine. Kristina and Yvonne held each other, swaying in a silent dance, as if time stood still. It was a deep and profound comfort just to be together, but the thoughts of their most intimate desires to come, made their hearts race with excitement. 

Yvonne led Kristina to the bed and motioned for her to sit. "Wait here sweetheart. I've got something special in mind," Yvonne said.

After pulling out a small player and putting in a CD of classical violin music by Antonio Vivaldi, Yvonne pulled a chilled bottle of champagne from her suitcase. Yvonne opened the bottle and poured some into two decorated champagne flutes she had also brought with her. Handing a glass to Kristina, she accepted the gift gracefully, and lay back on the bed; her head propped up on the pillows. Kristina smiled at Yvonne seductively. Yvonne then disappeared into the large bathroom with a small white box under her arm. 

Meanwhile, Kristina sipped the champagne with eyes closed, letting the freedom of the evening take her mind to thoughts she had yet to explore. She dreamt about what she would do for her lover. Dreamt of how she would show her gratitude for saving her from a passionless romance with the first man to come along. 

Soon Kristina could feel Yvonne's warm and naked body sliding up to hers. Kristina felt the soft fingers of her new lover teasing their way across her blouse, tracing the delicate embroidery. Then Kristina gasped in ecstasy as she felt rounded fingernails lightly pinching her nipples through her blouse. She was becoming very wet and knew the moment of truth was upon her. 

Kristina opened her eyes and smiled at Yvonne, quickly assessing how beautiful she looked laying next to her. Kristina was transfixed at the sight of her new lover's naked and wanting body. Yvonne's firm breasts and erect nipples begged for Kristina's tongue. 

Without hesitation, Kristina rose and stood next to the bed, then slowly removed her clothes and placed them on the antique rocking chair. Kristina stood motionless, silently letting Yvonne gaze upon her nakedness and letting the passion build from the stimulating visual treat. With Yvonne's tender coaxing, Kristina slowly moved forward. 

"You make my heart race," Yvonne said, as she sat on the edge of the bed and gently caressed Kristina's thighs.

Kristina was so filled with anticipation, she could not respond with anything more than a soft moan. Tilting her head back and closing her eyes once again, she fully focused on the moment, allowing the pleasurable sensations to stimulate her soul.

With her lips lightly kissing her abdomen and inhaling the intoxicating scent of pussy secretions mixed with sweet perfume, Yvonne pulled Kristina close. Not knowing what to do, but surrendering completely, Kristina straddled Yvonne's legs, her thighs pressing tighter in a barely perceptible rhythm. Looking up at Kristina's full and rounded breasts, decorated with flat pink areolas and topped with increasingly erect nipples, Yvonne's hands slowly moved up Kristina's waist. So filled with passion, she wanted to go wild on Kristina, but Yvonne instinctively knew she needed to take it slow. Yvonne smiled as she briefly recalled the gentle tenderness shown her, the first time she had a night of naked passion with another female when she was in college. Remembering how Tricia was slow and patient with her, Yvonne was determined to emulate her first wonderful experience.

Yvonne's warm hands gently guided Kristina onto to bed. With Kristina comfortably positioned on her back, Yvonne climbed between Kristina's legs to the sound of her soft coos. As she guided her tongue across the soft flesh of her lover's abdomen, Yvonne could feel Kristina's nails scratching at her back. She could feel Kristina's hips pushing up into her breasts, as her moans became louder. 

Moving slowly, Yvonne's tongue found a nipple and sucked tenderly on the erect bud, as she glided her hand down to Kristina's wetness. Yvonne was already very close to orgasm knowing that Kristina was fully enjoying her passionate touch. She licked hungrily at Kristina's nipples, first one, then the other, as she slowly massaged Kristina's clit. Kristina's hips were bucking into Yvonne's stomach, and she could feel the wet hairs of Kristina's curly mound on each thrust. Kristina's hips thrust faster and faster as Yvonne's fingers and tongue worked their magic upon her most sensitive regions. A loud long moan signaled the climax to Kristina's pleasure, as her hips pressed hard against Yvonne. 

The orgasm was powerful, and yet Yvonne did not stop. Her fingers continued to tease her lover's flower, turning the flowing juices into a creamy froth of lust. She did not stop until she felt several more thrusts of Kristina's hips, and had her own powerful orgasm. Exhausted, the two lay together, embraced in the afterglow. Renewing their strength for what was to be a night of unending passions. 

"Oh my God that was wonderful!" Kristina said, as she hugged Yvonne tightly.

They poured themselves several more glasses of champagne, and sat facing each other. Each entranced by the love of the other, neither wanting the moment to end. The touches were less sexual, rather expressing the love of reassurance and the thrill of exploration. They talked of life and past lusts, of friends and lovers to be, each sip of champagne bringing them a longing to continue. Each caress directed their thoughts further towards the passions of the other. 

The bottle of champagne finished, Yvonne rose with a grin saying, "Come with me," and took Kristina by the hand.

Yvonne led her to the large bathroom, and a stronger scent of Lilacs greeted her, while they bathed in the glow of many candles. The mirrors on the walls gave the illusion of hundreds of candles, yet there was only enough to perfume the room and cast a romantic glow upon their naked forms. The large Jacuzzi made the warm water swirl and lap against the sides of the tub, suggesting similar sounds of contentment and lust. 

"Time for some fun!" Yvonne chuckled as she closed the bathroom door. 

Taking Kristina by the hand once more, Yvonne helped her into the enticing warm water. "Oh the bliss," Kristina thought. She quickly embraced the ecstasy of the heat as it massaged every pore, driving away inhibitions and mundane thoughts, and leaving only serenity and a craving for her lover's touch. Kristina felt Yvonne slide behind her and begin to slowly rub her shoulders. Yvonne's kisses roamed the back of her neck; her fingers toyed down her arms, reaching around suddenly to take each soft and supple breast and massage them gently. Yvonne was enveloping her with tender touches, leaving no area unexplored, her caresses driving Kristina wild with passion. 




A Night to Remember



Her eyes half open and head back, Kristina was barely aware of the candlelight dancing off the mirrors, feeling only her lover's touch accentuated by the teasing massage of the warm water. Kristina only heard the whispers of her lover, blissfully unaware of her own cries of orgasmic pleasure, cut short by Yvonne's tongue as their lips met. 

The lovers then faced each other, their passion growing. Yvonne slid her lover back against the side of the tub, and bringing Kristina's legs up, draped each leg over her shoulders, her lips just inches away from her lover's delicate flower. As Yvonne's tongue slowly moved closer, the musky scent of passion, locked in the orange curls of Kristina's pussy hair, filled her nostrils. Their hands clasped together in anticipation, the sweetness of Kristina's juices greeted Yvonne's taste buds. As her tongue swirled slowly around the smooth wet petals of her lovers flower, it soon journeyed upwards to tease Kristina's stiff clitoris. Kristina's soft moans became stronger as she felt the ecstasy of Yvonne's lips encircle her most sensitive spot. Sucking softly, Yvonne's tongue gave tiny flicks at each movement of Kristina's pelvis. 

Kristina's juices became a torrent of passion as she felt Yvonne's tongue swirl and tease. Driving her further and further away from the bounds of reason, and driving her mad with desire, Kristina's hips bucked wildly as an intense orgasm flowed over her. She grabbed Yvonne's head and pressed it into her, never wanting the moment to end. Blessing the moment with cries of joy such as she had never known. 

As Kristina sank back into the warm waters, the two lovers kissed. Kristina tasted the same sweetness on her lover's lips, which she had tasted several times before, during her most private moments alone. She caressed Yvonne's hair, enjoying its silky touch while longing for the chance to show her lover that she too could provide pleasure with her tongue and taste her love juices. She would be everything her lover needed, Kristina thought. She was determined that Yvonne would not be disappointed. 

Yvonne placed her legs over Kristina's shoulders, and she looked down at her lover. The smile that came from her lips was as genuine as the reflection of the candles in Kristina's eyes. Laying her head back and closing her eyes, Yvonne prepared herself for ecstasy. Knowing that Kristina's tongue was inching its way closer to her wetness, Yvonne felt a flood of emotion, as anticipation of her personal pleasure mixed with the pride she felt for Kristina's liberation into a world of feminine love. 

Every candle flame flickered from the sigh that burst forth from Yvonne's soul as Kristina's hot tongue traced over her short clipped landing-strip, lightly grazed over her protruding clit, and entered her moist pussy. Kristina had never felt so empowered and was filled with higher levels of desire and passion, as this new sensation stimulated her in ways she could not have imagined.

Reaching up to tenderly pinch Yvonne's small brown nipples and puffy areolas, caressing the smoothness of her firm breasts, Kristina continued to lick and flick her tongue at Yvonne's quivering labia in the same way as was done for her moments before. Faster and faster she flicked her tongue. Yvonne began to squirm and her legs began to shake. Kristina knew she was about to cum. Kristina lifted her eyes and watched intently as she brought Yvonne closer and closer to the edge. Yvonne clutched and groped herself, lost in the ecstatic moment of pleasure. Finally with a few involuntary jerks, her body became tense as Yvonne had one orgasmic spasm after the other. With Kristina's tongue lapping at the gush of sweet juices, Yvonne's fingers rubbed her clit in a slow but firm circle, working her climax to its peak. At the same time, Kristina felt the warm passion in her own throbbing pussy, and with one hand, reached down and massaged her throbbing clit. Before she knew it, Kristina exploded with another orgasm as well.

The licking and stroking slowed as each of their climaxes began to subside. Yvonne relaxed her body and Kristina could see her chest heaving as she struggled to regain her breath. Moving up closer, Kristina kissed Yvonne with as much love and passion as she had ever felt. She was gloriously happy, and while the two lay in each other's arms for a long while, secure, peaceful and serene, they projected thoughts of future days and nights spent in each other's company.

The morning came all too soon, casting its warm rays upon the two lovers lying asleep under a tangle of sheets. Kristina opened her eyes and was comforted by the soft breathing of Yvonne as she slept. She snuggled up close to her body, gazing around the room from the security of the warm covers. She could barely see into the bathroom with its once tall candles now mere stubs that betrayed the pleasures enjoyed in the Jacuzzi. Seeing the empty champagne bottle reminded Kristina that they had forgotten all about eating supper, when suddenly she noticed the faintest smell of bacon wafting up from the kitchen below. 

Yvonne rolled over in her sleep, her arm reaching across Kristina, and she felt the fingertips she had come to know so well. Even in sleep each touch from Yvonne felt like a gentle caress. Kristina took her hand and held it close. 

Inhaling the delicious aromas from the breakfast being prepared for them downstairs, Kristina fell back against her fluffy down pillow, content and secure in the knowledge that she was lonely no more.



A Night to Remember



I remember the day like it was yesterday. I can still smell his sweat lingering around the house as if he had just been here. I never changed the sheets from that day because it was a day I never wanted to forget. A day I hoped to see again soon. It was just so perfect, the wine, the weather, the music. I remember hearing him sing while he showered the next morning, sweet soft notes coming from such perfect lips. Oh, do I remember those lips, so soft in touch. 

It was late in the evening when our lips first touched. He was telling me how happy he was he accepted my invitation to dinner. I, myself, was surprised he agreed to come. We were sitting in front of the fireplace just after we finished cleaning up dinner. He looked over at me and all I could remember were those eyes, his warm blue eyes, sparkling in light from the fireplace. We sat there on the floor and just stared at each other, gazing into each other's eyes. Not knowing what to say, I quickly glanced away, but he didn't I could still feel his eyes looking at me digging deeper and deeper into me as if he was looking for a part of me unnoticeable to the naked eye. I glanced back and at that moment, he reached his hand out toward me gentle brushing my face with his fingertips. He leaned forward and pressed his soft lips against mine. I was in heaven. (I can still feel his beard tickling my chin.) To his surprise I kissed back. 

I took his hand in mine and pushed toward him. Thump. He fell against the wood floor. I asked if he was ok, his response could only come from that of a lover. He grabbed at my shirt and pulled me down. As we lay there on the floor our tongues sliding passed one another's lips. I can hear him panting. I could hear every breath he took. I try pulling away, but he wouldn't allow me. 

I finally break free, and I look deep into his eyes and he looks back and we share a moment of indescribable passion. He tries to talk, but I could not hear a word, his lips move and all I could make out, was the soft sound of him saying, "Baby, you know I love you and I always will." My heart falls apart and I fall in love, again.

I reach for his shirt and slowly start unbuttoning it, he leans toward me and we kiss again. I can see the sweat dripping. I get his shirt unbuttoned and head for the belt. He stops me; he wants to move to the bed. 

As we make our way to the bedroom, I watch him remove his shirt, only to reveal a perfectly tan muscled back. We finally make it to the bedroom and I start to remove my shirt, but he stops me. He grabs my shirt and lifts it above me locking my arms, tangled up in a web of clothes. Just as I like it, I think to myself, he looks at me again with those eyes and pushes me onto the bed. 

He climbs on top and starts kissing me. Our soft lips touch again making me weak in my knees. He slides his warm tongue into my mouth, as if he's searching for another way out. I follow along by doing the same. (I've never really been with anyone before.) He starts moving toward my chest, kissing a line from my lips, down my chin, along my neck and straight toward my happy trail. He looks up at me with his large blue eyes and stops at the tip of my belly button. He recites again that he loves me. I tell him the same.

He heads straight for my nipple, making circles around the tip. He plays and teases me for a couple minutes as my body tenses and relaxes from the pleasure. I'm still fighting to free my hands. He works on undoing my pants buckle and just as he gets in. I break free. I help him remove my pants, and watch as he stands at the each of the bed. I lean forward and begin to remove his. 

It springs at me, welcoming me. I look up at him and grab it in my hand. I start playing with him. I again look up at him, wanting insurance that he will still be in here in the morning. He nods without me even saying a word. I lean forward and place my lips at the tip. I kiss along the shaft and feel him tense up. As I sat on the edge of the bed I could not predict what will happen, but something came upon me and I go to work. I started with tip and worked his meat into me. I never have done this before, so I'm not sure what to do. I place in into my mouth and work it into my mouth. I hear him moan, from the pleasure. I start to head to the base, struggling at first but making it all the way down. I start taking it out but he thrust it right back it and moans again. We continue in this manner for a few minutes. 

He pushes me against the bed, and gets to work. He starts working on me as if he has never eaten before. He takes all eight inches of throbbing cock into his mouth without a struggle. I tense again from the pleasure. I've never felt this way, crazy, uncontrollable sensations, running wild in my body. He starts working his way up my chest again. As if he was trying to kiss every inch of my body. We lock lips and don't let go. 

We take turns sliding our tongues passed each other's lips, as if it was a game of tag. He looks at me again with those eyes, with out words he asks me. I say ok but slowly. 

He removes a condom from the dresser, next to the bed. He also grabs some lotion. He says it makes in not hurt. He removes the condom but I say allow me. I head south again toward the perfect V I have had dreams about. I work again making sure he is at the fullest of attention and I feel his knees loosen up again. I use my mouth to roll the condom on all the way to the base. He lifts my head using but one finger under my chin. He kisses my lips and says again he loves me and that he won't hurt me. I smile. 

I shuffle my way on to the bed and grab a pillow. (I feel like a dog.) HE comes from behind and start lubrication me as if I was about to have a baby. He tells me to bite the pillow. I do so and I start to feel him inch his way into me. It hurts, I scream. HE removes himself but says one more time. I shake my head. I feel him start to approach again, a teardrop forms in my eye. I hold it back. As he finally makes it all the way it, I feel a wave of pleasure, go through my body. He asks me if I'm ok, I again only respond by shaking my head. He starts to remove it but he trusts himself into me again I moan. It is a pleasure I have never felt and I don't want it to stop. He starts pounding me. In, out, in, out. Over and over. Wave after wave of pleasure run through my body. I moan, loud. He stops asks me if I'm ok. I tell him not to stop. He pulls out and turns me over. 

He lifts my legs in the air and tries again to insert himself. He succeeds. I feel the wave again but this time its different, I look at him in the eye, he smiles at me. I smile too. I moan for more. Harder, HARDER, could be heard throughout the house. I don't want it to be over. He starts to slow down and I feel him weaken. He reaches for me and plays. He rubs his hand up and down with each and every thrust into me. I start to feel weak. We both became weaker with each thrust. And finally we share a moment of pleasure. He quickly removes himself and pulls off his condom. Still, playing with me he jerks both himself and I. As if it was the countdown to take off we both moan. Louder then any other moan. He explodes and I follow. 

White. Everywhere on my chest. What was his and what was mine are now one. Leans toward me again and presses his soft lips against mine. He lays on me. On it, without a care in the world. We fall asleep panting heavily entangled, and sticky. 

I awoke that next morning from the sound of the shower. I look to my side to see the remains of our love. I lay there and listen to each sound that morning. Everything sounded different that it had the morning before. Everything was clearer. Then I heard the most wonderful voice coming from the bathroom. It was his. I heard every note that came from his mouth. I awoke, and stretched. I made my way out of the bed and toward the bathroom, where my lover had been. 

It was my first, but it wasn't our last. I joined him in the shower and he showed me some more tricks. But that my friends will be for another time. Everyone has a first to tell, what's yours?



A Night to Remember



Hannah slowly moved her hips in circles as the strains of music poured out of the speakers to her right. The other girls she was dancing with were all doing the same. Garry had sent her out here with a mission and she was going to do her best to complete it. Knowing that she was naturally shy he had chosen a sexy, blonde- haired girl for her to target.

Fuelled on by the mixture of a few glasses of bourbon for Dutch courage and the fact that he was watching, Hannah slowly made her way towards the other girl. She was beautiful. Hannah watched entranced as she expertly moved her ample hips sensually to the music. By now Garry was giving her encouraging looks and she knew it was now or never. She placed a hand on the other girls shoulder and turned her around to face her. Her green eyes lit up as she looked Hannah up and down, taking in her long red hair, small pert breasts and thin waist. 

"Hi I'm Hannah," she said as she introduced herself.

"I'm Tracey," the other girl replied.

At that they started dancing, apart at first, then as the music got faster closer together. Shooting a nervous look over at Garry, Hannah concentrated on timing the movements of their hips. Pretty soon they were grinding their pelvises together and rubbing their breasts against each other. Tracey had amazing tits. They were small but firm and it wasn't long before Hannah could see her nipples trying to poke through the fabric of her shirt. When the song ended Hannah thanked Tracey and went back to where Garry was sitting. As there were no available chairs she sat on his lap. She turned in shock to face him as she felt his hard penis underneath her.

"Well you cant expect a guy to watch that and not be affected can you?" He whispered in her ear. His warm breath against her ear sent tingles shooting all the way down to between her thighs. Looking up Hannah saw Tracey approaching. She stopped in front of Hannah and leant down, giving Hannah a full view down her shirt at her pert breasts. Her breath catching in her throat Hannah looked up and found Tracey's mouth only centimetres away from her own. Tracey brushed her lips against Hannah's and said,

"I don't believe you've introduced me to your friend Hannah,"

"Oh sorry this is Garry, Garry this is Tracey," stuttered Hannah finally finding her voice.

Tracey leant forward to whisper in Garry's ear and Hannah was acutely aware of Tracey's breasts brushing against her own. Leaning back Tracey grinned wickedly at Hannah. She moved her hand up and brushed Hannah's fringe out her face. 

All of a sudden Tracey pushed her lips against Hannah's.

Hannah was shocked at first and her mind was reeling. She had never kissed a girl before and wasn't sure how to react but after a few seconds she eagerly returned the sweet, sensual kiss.

Tracey's tongue slowly penetrated Hannah's lips and she parted them eagerly. She let out a soft moan as she felt Garry's already rock hard cock twitch with excitement beneath her. 

"Do you want to get out of here?" Garry asked hoarsely, pulling them back to the present.

Shyly Hannah nodded. She couldn't believe what was happening. She had just experienced her first kiss with another woman and she also couldn't believe how erotic she found it. Her pussy lips were drenched with excitement.

After making their way to Garry's car the two girls found themselves sitting in the back while Garry adjusted his rear view mirror to keep an eye on them. Halfway back to his house he glanced up and nearly drove off the road at what he saw. Hannah was sitting leaning back with her legs open and her beautiful shaved pussy in full view of him while Tracey slowly played with one of her exposed breasts. He noticed that one of Hannah's hands was buried in the folds of Tracey's skirt and the thought of what it could be doing almost caused him to moan. Slowly Tracey moved her hand down Hannah's body to the top of her pussy. Moaning Hannah raised her hips off the seat to meet Tracey's hand. Her finger slipped easily into Hannah's already dripping pussy. Looking into the front at Garry, Hannah noticed he had his cock in his hand and was slowly stroking it up and down.

As soon as they were inside Garry's house, Hannah and Tracey proceeded to slowly undress each other, exploring each others bodies as they did so. Hannah felt Tracey's hand on her breast and felt her pulling and squeezing her already hard nipples. Lowering her head she took one of Tracey's nipples in her mouth and began sucking and nipping at it. Hearing Tracey's moans of pleasure, Hannah slowly ran her hand down Tracey's smooth stomach. Tracey drew a sharp breath as she felt Hannah's hand on her smooth pussy. 

Feeling left out Garry put his hands on either side of Hannah's face and lifted it to his. After kissing her deeply he slowly pushed her head towards his bulging pants. Looking at Tracey they both kissed their way down his body, stopping to tease him at the waist of his jeans. 

Hannah unzipped Garry's pants. As his throbbing penis sprang free she heard Tracey gasp at the size. Hannah smiled to herself knowing exactly how the other girl felt. She had had the same reaction but now prided herself on knowing exactly how to handle Garry's huge penis. Tracey quickly moved forward to take the head of it into her mouth while Hannah slowly licked her way up and down his shaft. Looking down Garry could occasionally see their lips meet around his cock and the sight almost bought him to orgasm. Tracey was struggling to fit all of Garry's width into her mouth so Hannah slowly leant down and whispered to that she would show her how it was done.

Grasping his cock in her hand she swirled her tongue around the swollen tip, stopping only to give Garry a cheeky grin. Slowly she started to slide his cock between her lips and into her mouth, inch by inch. When she was almost at the base she pushed it as deep into her throat as she could. Garry gasped as his entire length was sucked into Hannah's throat. Looking down he could see her mouth was against his pelvic bone. He roughly pushed her away as he was about to come and didn't want the fun to end just yet. He went to the kitchen to cool off for a minute or two and arrived back to the lounge room to find the girls gone. He smiled as he followed the trail of clothes to the bedroom.

Opening the door he saw Hannah lying on top of Tracey and kissing her passionately. The hadn't noticed him in the doorway so he moved around behind them to get a full view of both their pussy's only centimetres apart. The sight almost made him cry out so grasping his cock in his hand he slowly rubbed the head of it against Hannah's swollen lips. He heard her gasp in surprise and then pleasure as he rubbed it against her.

Hannah felt Tracey tense up and then cry out as Garry did the same to her. He slowly teased both sets of lips open with his fingers relishing in their little squeals of pleasure. He lowered his head and licked first one then the other, running his tongue up and down their drenched lips. He inserted a finger into each of their pussy's and curled them over to stroke their g-spots. The reaction was amazing as both girls cried out in pleasure. Unable to take it any more Garry got up on his knees and positioned himself behind them.

Slowly he inserted the tip of his cock into Hannah's wet pussy. She lifted her head and let out a soft moan that Garry knew all too well. He thrust his entire length into her warm pussy and then withdrew, doing the same thing to Tracey. He alternated between the two for a while until, forgetting where her hands had been, Tracey covered her mouth to try and stifle her screams of pleasure. Her eyes widened as she smelt Hannah's juices on her fingers and she groaned softly, wanting to taste them straight from the source.

Sliding out from underneath Hannah, Tracey pulled Garrys thick penis out of Hannah's wet pussy and laid her on her back, spreading her legs apart. Hannah's thighs were glistening in her own juices and the sight turned Tracey on more than she thought was ever possible. Sliding two fingers easily into Hannah's wet slit, she lowered her mouth and tentatively licked along her smooth pink lips. Hannah shuddered in pleasure. She had never felt another woman's lips on her pussy and was amazed at how much she liked it. Tracey turned so her pussy was over Hannah's face. Hannah stared up at her moist pussy lips and could smell the sweetness of Tracey's swollen pussy. She rubbed her fingers against the other woman's drenched lips, finding her clit and rubbing it. 

Tracey's muffled moaning was enough to turn on Hannah to the point of almost coming. She grasped Tracey's ass cheeks and pulled her pussy down onto her face. Out of the corner of her eye she glimpsed Garry watching with his dick in his hand and this was enough to finally tip her over the edge. She raised her head and let out a long moan of pleasure as the delicious warmth of her first orgasm for the night washed over her body. 

Hannah laid back and watch as Garry pulled Tracey off her and laid her down.

"You owe her an orgasm." he said with a grin.

Hannah got down on all fours and thrust her tongue into Tracey's soaking pussy. Gasping she felt Garry enter her from behind and start thrusting into her gaping slit that was still quivering from her last orgasm. 

Tracey's hips were bucking wildly against Hannah's face as her body was racked with pleasure. Hannah knew she was coming and thrust her fingers into her swollen pussy as deep as she could. Garry let out a deep groan at the image of his girlfriend making another girl come. They had fantasised about this for months and now it was finally happening. Garry felt his orgasm rising and, unable to stop it, he grasped Hannah's hips and drove his cock as deep into her pussy as he could. Hannah felt Garry's urgent thrusts and tightened her muscles in the way she knew would make him explode. As he came he let out a deep grunt of satisfaction and collapsed on the bed beside them, breathing heavily. 

After lying there stroking, kissing and touching each other for a while the girls climbed on top of Garry. He looked down to see them running there tongues up and down his shaft and his cock was rock hard again in no time. Hannah moved Tracey so she was above his cock and pushed her down. She cried out as Garry's cock penetrated her tight pussy. Motioning to Hannah, Garry pulled her over his face and down onto his waiting mouth. She shuddered with pleasure and ground her hips against his mouth. His tongue flicked in and out of her pussy and rubbed her clit while Tracey rode his cock like mad. Reaching out Hannah grasped one of Tracey's erect nipples in between her fingers and squeezed it. Tracey screamed in pleasure. In return she reached her hand down and started to rub Hannah's clit. Garry felt Tracey's fingers against Hannah's pussy as he licked it. Knowing Tracey was pleasuring Hannah as well turned him on more than he already was. He moaned, his pleasure muffled by Hannah's pussy.

Tracey was the first to come. She could feel it building up as she rode Garry's huge cock. It was going so deep inside her and she felt as full as she ever had in her life. She screamed as she came and Hannah's hand quickly moved down to rub her clit, extending her orgasm. She collapsed in a heap as Hannah started moaning and fervently rubbing her pussy against Garry's mouth. He pushed her off and quickly moved her on top of his cock. Thrusting in and out as hard as he could he looked up to see Tracey and Hannah kissing, their tongues rubbing together. Garry and Hannah came at the same time, panting and crying out. 

After that they all lay in a sweaty, panting heap until they one by one fell asleep from pure exhaustion. The next morning Garry woke up worrying about who he would wake up hugging and hoping it would be Hannah. He finally opened his eyes to find the bed empty and his arms around a pillow. He got up and made his way towards the bathroom. He could hear the shower running and giggles coming from behind the door. He pushed open the door and grinned at what he saw, his cock hardening straight away.

But that's a story for another time...



A Night to Remember



Amanda awoke to the sight of the early afternoon sun streaming down through the window; Her mind still hazy with sleep she looked about the room she now knew was most definitely not hers.

She looked around interestedly, searching for some clue as to the events of the previous evening.

The room was simply furnished in light airy colours and gauzy curtains. Her crumpled dress lay in a heap on the floor along with the rest of her clothes and as her mind slowly cleared, she looked beside her and noticed the second occupant of the bed. Her mind reeled backwards and suddenly she remembered everything, the dress, the club... and him.

The evening had started simply enough, she had arranged to meet up with a small group of her friends and go clubbing, the start went fairly uneventfully, the men were all either taken or ugly and her friends slowly paired off with guys one after the other until she was left alone drinking her cocktail.

'May I have this dance?'

The voice was like dark, spicy chocolate, low, smooth with undertones of the Mediterranean or Spain and it sent shivers down her spine. She looked up to a face of the same description.

He was tall with long black hair just past his shoulders, that loosely curled as it fell, he had chiselled good looks and sparkling eyes that coupled with his charming smile made her feel weak at the knees.

They finished their dance and he asked for another, and another after that and coupled with the several cocktails already steadily swirling through her brain, the dances went by in a heated passionate swirl of the smell of their sweat and the touch of his skin.

'Come with me'

His voice whispered in her ear, he was so close she could feel his trousers bulging against her thigh. She was surprised to realise she was dripping wet.

He pulled her by the hand to the toilets and they gigglingly locked themselves in a stall.

'God, I want you, take me now, please!' She was amazed how turned on she felt, she would never dream of doing something like this normally! And yet, here she was, begging this complete stranger to take her right there in the club! He kissed down her neck and slowly made his way down her body as he lifted up her skirt. She was panting heavily now as he pulled off her underwear and cast it to one side. He kissed her right on the sex and fire exploded through her veins. His tongue felt so good and he was obviously very skilled as she already felt her orgasm growing. He slowed down and started lightly tonguing her already painfully swollen clit, as he slowly inserted first one finger, then two.

Pleasure was coursing through every limb and eventually she simply couldn't hold on anymore. Her spine recoiled backwards and her orgasm shot through her leaving her panting as if she'd just ran a mile.

'Done so soon?'

His smile was so smooth it made her even wetter than she thought possible. Her pussy was still giving little spasms of pleasure as he whispered something in her ear about continuing back at his place.

They left her sodden underwear.

The taxi ride was a blur of more heated kissing and fondling; she rubbed his crotch and felt it grow and harden as he moaned softly into her mouth. She smiled at this and thought to herself that maybe it wouldn't be so hard to live up to this man's standards as she'd first thought.

Before she knew it they were in his apartment. She barely registered thinking how nice and expensive looking it was before pushing him on to the large, white, four-poster bed and looking him straight in the eye as she unbuckled his belt.

'My turn' she said to him coquettishly.

She pulled of his pants and boxers and his manhood bounced free. He was longer than she expected and rock hard. He unbuttoned his shirt and let it slip off as she stepped back and took the full sight of him in. He was gorgeous. His naked body was perfect, olive skin stretched taut over his rippling muscles and throbbing masculinity.

She ached to please him as he had pleased her and spent no time in kissing his whole body over, rubbing her hands across his washboard chest and perfectly defined arms. She finally reached his manhood and straight away took as much in as she could take almost gagging with the effort but secretly smiling inside as she felt him tense up and grip the bed.

She held nothing back as she licked up and down his shaft and sucked as hard as she could. She realised she had never put so much effort into a blowjob before and as she realised that, she also realised she had never been this aroused by one either. She was dripping wet. Again!

Her effort paid off and before long she felt his body tighten in the sign he was about to cum. She immediately pulled away sharply.

'Nuh uh uh!' she said wagging her finger at him 'not yet. I want you to cum inside me'

He looked for a second like he was about to complain, lying in the dim light, glowing with sweat, panting. But then he laughed and stood up to kiss her passionately on the lips. He continued kissing her as he unzipped the back of her dress and she felt it slide to the floor. Her bra popped open and she likewise let it fall. She hadn't even noticed his hand was up there! God, this guy was good! She pressed her body up against herself and was so overcome with lust she couldn't take it anymore.

She roughly pushed him back onto the bed, for the second time and stood with her legs apart, still wearing her stilettos and stockings.

'Fuck me!' she growled at him leapt on top of him pinning him down. He flipped her over and instead pinned her down.

'No one pushes me twice and gets away with it!' he said, low and menacing, but she noticed he still had a trace of the previous smile in his voice.

He kissed her hard and pressed him face onto hers until it almost hurt, he pulled away and pulled his bottom lip from her teeth.

She was surprising herself so much tonight! God what's wrong with me? She thought but God she loved it!! She was never this forceful or rough in bed and she was getting off on it so much!

'Bad girl!' he said, grinning, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

'Punish me then!' she retorted.

He responded by pushing his cock against her pussy. She moaned loudly.

'More!!' she said through gritted teeth.

'Your wish is my command.'

God! His voice was so low and sexy she thought she'd cum right then but instead she was pushed to new levels of ecstasy she didn't even know existed as he slowly pushed himself in. Further. And further. He was much bigger than any other man she'd been with.

'Ready for the whole thing yet?'

She looked down and saw he was only slightly more than two thirds in.

'Fuck me! Ready?! I could pass out now!'

He grinned and pushed his entire length into her and she gasped in pleasure.

'Ohhh......GOD!!'

He started off fairly slow, with easy strokes in....and out until she relaxed more and started moaning, pulling him in closer. He was more than happy to oblige, and angled himself slightly upwards immediately hitting her g-spot.

No one in Amanda's life had ever reached her spot so easily; she even found it hard herself sometimes. It was like this man knew her better than she knew herself and he was doing things that made her feel like she had never felt with a man before. She felt her second orgasm of the night growing and by the speed of her lover's thrusting she could tell he was getting close too. He moaned softly and held her close

'I'm going to cum soon... is that ok?' he said.

She was incredulous how the man could still sound so calm and smooth just inches away from orgasm. She herself struggled to talk back.

'God yes! I'm close too.... I want you to cum! Cum inside me! please.......Oh God!!.....I'M COMMING!!!'

She wrapped her legs around his middle and pulled him completely inside of her, pushing as hard as she could against him, their orgasms hit in complete unison and they both came for what seemed like hours, exploding into each other.

She fell asleep, still in his arms listening to him whispering in her ear.

That was really a night to remember, she thought to herself now gazing at her sleeping lover. She decided to curl up in his arms again and sleep for a few more hours as they both slowly woke up and she couldn't wait to do it all again.

She smiled to herself as she slowly slipped back into sleep,

'Oh yes...' she thought, just before she drifted off

'I must remember to get his name this time.'



A Night To Remember



So I answered an ad in the local paper, a seemingly normal meet/date type deal but when we got to emailing it became clear that a "relationship" was not really that important; rather watching a guy play with himself and shoot was.

Well, I had never even entertained such a thought; no introduction, no wine, no dinner, not even a bar induced one-night stand! So after a few more emails, I took the plunge driving from the North Shore to the Southwest suburbs to a home where I didn't know WHAT to expect -- I didn't even know what she looked like!

I get there about 9:00 pm after winding my way through unknown suburban streets, finally pulling in to a dark, empty driveway. There was low-lighting bordering between the not home but wanting some light on and home ready for a romantic evening. So what was I to encounter?

I walked up to the door of the decent-sized house and rang the bell. Sure enough, seconds after pressing the bell the door opened and much to my surprise stood a woman, completely HOT, sorority girl hot; about 25; around 5'6" tall, Caucasian with tanned skin, modestly dressed in a knit shirt and knee-length skirt -- and from what I could tell a great chest, say 34c/d. She welcomes me into the spacious, well kept home mentioning that she is house sitting for a friend and asks me if I would like some water, wine etc.. She brings two glasses of wine into the main room and we make small talk for a brief period when she tuns and drags a chair into the middle of the room. She puts her glass down and seats herself about 10 feet from me, and with a smile she more-or-less instructs me to drop my pants. Having finished my wine, I put the glass down, look her in the eye and start to unbutton my pants. Not being a stripper, I didn't exactly go through some languid striptease so my pants came down fairly quickly. By this time, I was partly erect and my cock was streaming torrents of pre-cum, the stain very apparent on my underwear. She greeted this sight with a smile and asked for me to step closer to her. I am now about 5 feet from where she was sitting; semi-erect with underwear seeping pre-cum.

As she smiles, her eyes request me to take off my underwear. As I pull them down, a long string of pre-cum follows and she begins to giggle. I am now raging hard, with my cock throbbing and bobbing, and pre-cum gushing out. She again asks me to step closer, this time I am about 3 feet from her with her eyes level with my throbbing, dripping cock. She asks me to just stand there -- it seemed like eternity as I was so hard, my balls so tight I would have done anything to cum. In fact, I was hoping she was going to grab me and give me a handjob -- but no, I just stood there dripping.

In fact it was probably only a few seconds when she got up to get a couple towels, I assumed this was for my wad to land on after I shot and sure enough she placed one towel on the floor and another on her skirt. I took this to mean she was ready -- I certainly needed it! She sat back and I grasped my cock with my hand. She giggled again as a blob of pre-cum rushed out of the head of my cock and coated my hand. I started to stroke my cock, each pump producing more and more pre-cum accompanied by a squishy sound. Not being able to describe the look I had, I can only describe what she must have been seeing; her eyes darting from my eyes to my cock. At some point, I noticed her eyes fixated on my cock. This was about the same time my pre-cum started becoming tinged with white -- and then it happened! The first wad hit neither the floor nor her skirt but rather her shirt just below her tits. Second and third wads hit her skirt with later ejaculations dribbling to the floor. She was now fully laughing and clapping. I would have given anything for her to touch me, to milk out the remaining cum and lick me clean but once again, nothing.

As I stood there, now going back to semi-erect, cum continued to leak out of my head, coming full circle with strings extending out of my cock to the floor. She then asked if I would like to go out to dinner to which I accepted. I went to the washroom, cleaned up a bit and off to dinner we went.

By the time we got back it was about 11:30 and she asked if I wanted to spend the night -- of course I accepted. We cuddled a bit, kissed. I let my hands wander her fabulous chest but that was about it. She masturbated while we kissed and when she was through I pulled the covers back and jerked off for her again to which she was somewhat surprised and impressed. A few minutes later as I was half asleep, she pulled back the covers and asked me if she could play with my cock. I was tired but told her it was fine. I knew I would get a hard-on again fairly quickly but before I did it seemed like she was giving me an exam -- fondling the ridge of my cock, playing with the hole. As I grew in her hand, she started stroking me with her face was on my stomach. I told her that I probably wouldn't cum again that night but she simply said, "we'll see".

I did start pre-cumming again, not nearly as much as before but there was enough for her to play with. She squeezed some out of me with her finger tips and played with it like tape stuck to her. As she continued to stroke me I felt my balls tighten like I can't remember, the problem being I couldn't cum. After about 5 minutes she stopped stroking and simply and gently petted my cock. For some reason this got me really hard at which point she started stroking again. Seconds later, a fairly small wad shot out of me and on to her nose. She laughed remarking that she told me so! It felt good, but my balls we having spasms like they needed to keep shooting. She spent the next 10 minutes or so rubbing them as I fell asleep.

When day broke, I left early with a kiss never to see her again. I tried to e-mail a few weeks later but she never replied. Not being able to remember the house, I wouldn't dare try to find it, especially since it wasn't her home, the end of a crazy, HOT experience.



A Night to Remember



I stood in the middle of the room and looked around, trying to figure out the best arrangement. My stomach felt as if it were full of butterflies. I couldn't tell if I was nervous or just extremely excited about my plans tonight. How often does an opportunity like this come along? A kinky fantasy of mine was about to become a reality. Time was running out and I still had to get ready. I went through my mental checklist one more time: rope, mp3 player, head phones, and oh yes, the blindfolds. Smiling, I raced upstairs to shower and get ready. My husband, Stan, was due home in about an hour, but Carter would be here very shortly. 

The doorbell rang as I was putting the finishing touch of my lipstick on. Taking one final glance in the mirror, I made my way to the front door. The sheer fabric of the sexy lingerie I had slipped into made a swishing sound as I went down the steps. As I opened the door, Carter's brown eyes lit up when he saw what I was wearing. I guess he approved of the black, laced chemise, judging from the naughty smile that spread across his face. 

"Well, hello there," he said with that deep sexy voice of his.

"Hey there," I said, giggling. It was killing me not telling him what I had in mind.

"Before we get started, I wanted to show you something downstairs first."

He, of course, agreed, and I led him down the steps to the den area. He was extremely curious, but I wouldn't give in an inch. Once downstairs, I gently placed a blindfold on him and led him over to a chair. I was confident that every bit of this was right up his alley. I wrapped the soft rope around his wrists and then to the chair itself. Once sure that he was bound securely, I pulled his shorts off, to find happily, that he was already really enjoying this. 

"Okay," I said, "here are the rules: the blindfold is only temporary, but you have to promise me to stay completely silent the entire time, agreed?"

"Absolutely," Carter agreed.

I ran my finger slowly down his chest, admiring his dark skin, then down his stomach, down to his massive, black, already stiff cock. I was so wet already, just anticipating what I was about to do. Shaking off the urge to just climb aboard, I softly kissed his cheek and went back upstairs.

A few minutes later, my husband, Stan pulled up in the driveway. I stood right inside the door, waiting. When he finally came through the door, he looked pleasantly surprised at my choice of outfit for the evening. Feeding him the same lines I gave Carter, I placed the blindfold on him before leading him carefully down the steps. Both men were keeping their end of the bargain so far, neither had said a word. I dragged another chair across the floor and had Stan sit down so I could bind him as well.

I walked over to Carter to whisper in his ear. I told him that I was going to take the blindfold off, but that he must stay absolutely quiet. I took it off so he could see Stan across the room, naked, blindfolded, and bound as well. 

"He has no idea that you are here," I explained. 

The expression on Carter's face was priceless. Almost like a little boy who just received the best Christmas gift ever. 

I walked across the room to Stan and straddled him. He kissed my neck, my shoulders, then kissed between my tits. I pushed my tits together and he slowly circled each nipple with his tongue. I felt him getting harder and harder underneath me. I threw a glance in Carter's direction and locked eyes with him, I wanted him to watch everything. I saw that this scenario had excited him and was pleased at how solid he'd become. 

I rose up a bit and let Stan slide up into me. He groaned with pleasure. I rose up again slowly and stopped with just the head of his dick inside me. The rest of his shaft glistened with my juices. I asked Stan how much he wanted it...while looking straight at Carter. He told me he wanted it bad and wanted me to ride him. So, I continued to ride him slowly, still watching Carter, and it felt so good. 

I moaned softly and I could see that Carter's breathing had increased dramatically. I climbed off of Stan because I knew what he really wanted. Kneeling in front of him, but turned in a way that I could still see Carter, I seemed to swallow Stan's dick whole, tasting my own sweetness. My tongue flattened against that oh so very sensitive spot underneath that he loves me to pay attention to, making him moan with pleasure. He was as hard as a rock and I saw that Carter was practically drooling. 

Even from where I knelt, I could see that Carter was so ready, precum was dripping off of his throbbing cock. His eyes are begging me to give him his release, but it wasn't quite time yet. Stan's moans start coming more often. My lips make their way up and down, bringing him closer and closer to cumming. I start pumping my hand in unison with my mouth as Stan got more vocal. He was so close to cumming and Carter looked as if he'd do anything to be untied. Stan told me not to stop; he was ready to cum. And in a few short seconds, he exploded an enormous load into my mouth, of which I swallowed every drop. I stood up and explained to Stan that I had loaded his mp3 player with some erotic music and I wanted him to listen for a few minutes, while I freshened up. I placed the headphones on his ears and started the music.

I proceeded to walk over to Carter, who was about ready to bust at the seams. I left him bound and slid him into me. His dick felt so firm and went so deep. I kissed him and as our tongues intertwined, the remnants of me being with another man sent him over the edge. It wasn't going to take him long at all to let loose. I pressed against him closer and reached behind, to finally unbind him. I wanted to feel his strong hands on me. His hands flew up to my face and gave me the most passionate kiss we've ever shared. Then he held me tight as I continued to ride him. Our body heat radiated between the two of us. I could feel my orgasm building fast. He furiously pushed and pulled my hips in time with my own motions and with each thrust brought my excitement higher and higher. At last, I came with the most incredible intensity. He placed his face between my tits finally, with one last thrust, released his ecstasy deep inside me, shooting spurt after spurt of warm, sticky cum. Feeling completely satisfied, I unstraddled Carter and he quickly gathered his stuff. 

Carter whispered a thank you in my ear, and then I sent him out the back door. I quickly returned things back to normal, and walked over to my husband. I took the headphones and blindfold off and also unbound him. The erotic music had made him horny once again, so I dared him to chase me to the bedroom...



A Night to Remember



I always look forward to our company's yearly holiday party and this year was no exception. My biggest problem was what outfit to wear. I went shopping a few days before and bought myself a beautiful red wrap top. Very low cut. It made my cleavage look amazing. I wore my nice stretchy jeans that make my ass look great and a new pair of black high wedged boots. I waited until the last minute to get ready at the office. I carefully applied my make-up, just enough for that natural look. I was quite satisfied with my overall look.

It was time to go. The party this year was at the same venue as last year's party. It was held at a restaurant right in the neighborhood. Made traveling quite convenient. All we had to do was walk a few doors to the left of my office building. I hate being the first one to arrive and I wasn't. There were a few people milling around when I got there. I said hello to some of my co-workers, dropped off my secret Santa gift, checked my coat and made a beeline for the bar. The specialty drink of the evening was homemade Sangria. It was very delicious and I drank it right down. It went right to my head as I hadn't eaten yet, but the night was young.

I was scanning the room when I saw my boss in a corner talking with one of the firm's partner's. He looked really good standing there with a drink in his hand. He was wearing my favorite outfit. Black sports Jacket over grey pants and his black turtleneck. Very few men can get away with wearing a turtleneck, but he can really pull it off. 

I admit it right up front. I have the hots for my boss. I think he knows it too. Sometimes he makes sexual comments to me that lead me to believe he might have the hots for me too. I just eyed him for a while allowing my imagination to wander a bit. I saw myself walk right up to him and plant a very deep wet kiss right on his lips. I felt my face get warm with the thought and I shook myself out of my reverie thinking that everyone here could read my mind. I decided that before I had another drink I'd better get something to eat.

The food was finally put out. It was buffet style and the seating was set up so that we could sit anywhere with whomever we wanted. I watched as my boss got on the food line ahead of me. I wanted it that way so I could follow him to his seat and plant myself next to him. When I sat down next to him he turned to me and looked me up and down between forkfuls of his dinner. His eyes settled on my very ample cleavage and he smiled lasciviously. That almost made me drop my fork with desire. Whatever I imagined him thinking about me was obviously true. He did want me.

We made small talk while we ate. Other employees joined our table and the conversation was light and convivial. I was having a great time. I ordered another Sangria and was in quite a festive mood. I suddenly became aware of a light pressure on my thigh right above my knee. I looked down to find his hand there. He squeezed once, but didn't linger and it was suddenly gone. He turned to look at me with a knowing glance. That was all I needed to know that tonight was going to be a night to remember.

We had the restaurant for four hours. We ate, we drank, had dessert and it was time give out the secret Santa gifts. As it would happen he was my secret Santa. Oh, the irony. I was hopeful that the gift certificate I received from him wouldn't be my only "gift" of the night.

Well, it was time to move the party elsewhere. A bunch of us, together with my boss, traipsed over to a bar next door. It was a rainy cold night and staying local just made sense. 

Just about everyone left ahead of me, that is just about everyone but guess who? I was retrieving my coat when I felt his presence behind me. My heart quickened. I could smell his cologne. The scent was familiar, but I couldn't think of the name of it - a very manly scent indeed. He leaned into me and whispered in my ear "come with me". Before I could answer, he grabbed my hand and led me to a deserted place just under the staircase that led to the 2nd floor of the restaurant.

He pushed me up against the wall and pressed his lips to mine. He held my face and I could feel his tongue forcing my mouth open. My tongue met his and sparks ignited. My coat dropped to the floor and it felt like he had a dozen hands on me all at once. He didn't know where to go first. He whispered hoarsely in my ear "I want you...".

He got one hand down the front of shirt and into my bra. My nipple hardened under his finger tips. I could feel myself getting wet already. This couldn't go on where we were. It was too public. We both realized this and our cooler heads prevailed for the moment.

He smoothed out his jacket and I straightened out by breasts and picked up my coat. We decided we should go to the bar next door to show our faces. I went first. He came in a few minutes later.

The tension between us was palpable. It was as if we could read each other's thoughts. Our office building was just next door. He bid a fond, if not hasty, farewell to everyone and left. I waited for what I thought was an appropriate amount of time and left as well. We met up in his office.

He had removed his sports jacket and was sitting at his desk when I arrived. I quickly closed his door behind me and threw off my coat. I walked over to him seated there and he grabbed my face and we started kissing. Again his hands went down the front of my shirt finding their way into my bra. I reached my hand around my back and undid the hooks so he could get at my nipples. He squeezed them until they were taut and erect. He pulled down the front of my shirt and brought both breasts to his mouth. He licked and sucked at them like a man dying of thirst in the desert.

I was hotter for him than I've ever been for anyone and I could feel my pussy heavy and aching for his touch, but first I wanted to do the one thing I've fantasized about since coming to work for him. I pushed away from him and dropped to my knees. His moans preceded what I was about to do.

I undid his belt, opening his pants. I slowly lowered his zipper. His hardon was quite apparent through his underwear. I wanted the moment to last. I ran my hand over the enormous bulge of his dick. I rubbed my cheek against it through the fabric. I needed his cock to come out to play. 

When I pulled his underwear down over it his cock practically jumped free. Here I was, on my knees, before my boss and his cock was all mine for the evening. I held it just under the head, stretching it out. I began kissing the length of his shaft starting at his scrotum and ending with a little lick right under the head. His cock was amazing to look at. I knew it would be. It was big and hard and the head was purple and engorged. I wanted to devour it.

I took the head and planted little wet kisses on it. He let out one long gasp when I licked the slit at the top and circled my tongue around it. Very slowly I lowered my mouth onto him. The head of his cock entered my mouth and I swept my tongue over it from side to side. I could tell he was trying his hardest not to cum. Slowly, but surely, inch by inch, I got the full length of him so far into my mouth that I could feel his precum dripping down my throat. I worked my tongue like a sweeper, back and forth all the way down to his balls. I just kept going up and down like that for a long time. The end of his torture came when I cupped his balls in my warm hands. That was all he could stand. 

He grabbed the back of my head and fucked my face like it was my cunt. I had to gasp for air between his thrusts. I didn't care. This is what I'd wanted for so long it could have lasted forever. I just held onto his knees to steady myself. 

He shot his load way down the back of my throat. So far back that I couldn't even taste it. I was elated, but I wanted my turn too. He calmed after a few minutes. I let him rest and then he wanted to do me. I knew it wasn't going to take much.

I undid my own pants letting them drop to my knees and got up on his desk. I spread my legs wide. He swung his chair around so that his face was right at the opening to my treasure. I pulled his head into me and he dove right in. I was so wet I could hear him making slurping noises trying to keep up with the flow while he licked my inner and outer pussy lips. Very quickly he found the very hard nub of my clit and zoned in. He lapped me up with the flat of his tongue and off to the races I went. I came long and hard, my juices actually dripping onto his desk. He just drank me down. What a guy!!

I wasn't done with him, though. Not by a long shot. I wanted his cock in my hole. I used my hand on his dick and his erection grew quickly. I came down off the desk and with my back to him guided his cock into my hot wet pussy from behind. I wanted him to fuck me slowly with long strokes and he obliged. I wanted to feel every inch of his thick dick in my pussy and I wanted him to feel every inch of me. I came at least 2 more times before he was ready to cum again. He held onto my waist and bucked against me as he rode his climax to the end. What a way to end an evening. Neither of us could have been more satisfied.

Will this happen again at next year's party? Who knows, but then again that's how traditions get started...



A Night to Remember



Matt felt Stacy's hand against his chest as he held her close. The night air was cold and she shivered as the breeze lifted his coat from around her. He was bitterly cold but didn't want to have to break up the perfect moment at the end of a perfect evening. They had watched the sun disappear behind the treetops hours ago, and they had stared up at the sky as the moon and stars had begun to appear, bright against the darkening backdrop. He leaned in and kissed her gently on the cheek.

"Your frozen," he said, "Come on let me walk you home."

Stacy smiled, "Always the gentlemen."

She took his hand as they walked back through the dimly lit park. Finding their way by moon light until the reached the main street. Stacy's house was little more than half a mile away and they were soon walking up the steps to the front door. Taking the key from her pocket Stacy unlocked the front door and without letting go of Matt's hand stepped inside. He hadn't planned on going in but allowed her to lead him through to the lounge where she took a seat on the sofa. Matt sat down next to her and she swung her legs up on to his lap, laying across the sofa.

"Comfy now?" Matt asked with a smile.

"Very," she said as she laid back and closed her eyes, "Much Warmer."

Matt sat there, savoring the moment, but after a while became aware of Stacy's hand puling gently against his. He let himself be led, sinking into the sofa his head coming to rest on the arm rest next to hers. She rolled over, wrapping his arm around her and pushing her body back against his. With her back to him Matt was unsure of what Stacy was thinking. He'd only intended this to be a simple date but if Matt was right she wanted something more.... However, if he was wrong he'd end up ruining the whole evening. He leaned in kissing her neck again which was greeted with a slight moan, he continued, his lips running across her smooth skin and as he did he felt Stacy tilt her head slightly baring more of her neck to him. They lay there like that, Matt was unsure how much time was passing but didn't dare try to find out. He lay his hand on her shoulder sliding it down the length of her arm. To his surprise he found her hand held firmly between her thighs, and with his hand now on top of her he could feel the small movements of her fingers....

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Stacy stopped. Had he noticed? Of course he's noticed. Rather to her surprise she found this not embarrassing but incredibly arousing. She began to move her fingers again, knowing now that with his hand on top of hers that he could feel her movements. She pushed her body back against his slightly and felt his growing manhood against her.... Good, she smiled to herself, he was enjoying himself. She moved her other hand from underneath her side and placed it over the top of his hand pushing him against her, and then gently slid her other hand out from between her legs.

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Matt couldn't believe what was happening but his fingers began to move automatically. Stacy was wearing a skirt but he could feel the shape of her through the thin material. His fingers moved in circles around her citerous, firmly but slowly. As he did his kissing became more intense slowly working his way down her neck. He felt Stacy open her legs wider allowing him to make his hand more comfortable. He slide his other hand under her neck resting his hand gently on one of her breasts.

"Mmmmmm," he heard Stacy moan as she moved her free hand to his. 

He slid his hand under her top running a finger along the line where her bra met her skin. Then he slipped his fingers under her bra, brushing them against one of her nipples. Matt heard a sudden intake of breath followed by an increased pressure on his pelvis as Stacy pushed herself back into him, her hips grinding slowly. Matt's hand reached for the top of her skirt puling it down her legs. She kicked it the last of the way sending it flying across the room. His hand slide back between her legs, his fingers working harder now, rubbing along her slit. He felt her wetness growing her knickers gradually getting damper. Stacy's moaning increased in frequency and volume and the gyration of her hips against him had got him fully erect. He slid one finger under the edge of her panties pulling them to one side, and ran the other over her moist pussy lips.

"Oh god Matt!" Stacy gasped, and he felt her hips arch towards his fingers.

As his finger rubbed her moist lips and the other took her nipple and continued to play with it. He kissed her on the neck again and then felt her hand on his again, pushing his fingers into her. Her lips parted for him and the tip of his fingers began to explore inside her, moving in small circles. Stacy was moaning loudly now and he could tell she wanted more, but he liked the feeling of control and continued to tease her, slowly sliding his finger in further. As he did he placed his thumb over her clit and began to rub slowly applying a gentle pressure. As his fingers slid out again Matt wondered how much longer Stacy was going to last. Her moaning was now so load that anyone passing by in the street outside must have been able to hear it. She was grinding back into him faster now and he could feel his own orgasm building as her firm butt checks massaged his cock.

"I want you now Matt," Stacy managed to say between her shallow gasps of air.

"I know," said Matt with a huge grin on his face, "Maybe I should make you wait a bit longer though," and then moved his lips her shoulder and kisses her gently.

"Don't you dare," she replied.

And with that she rolled forward off the sofa dragging him with her. Not expecting this sudden event Matt found himself flat on his back with Stacy straddling him. She frantically began unbuttoning his shirt, which took a bit longer than usual due to the fact she was now grinding her wet pussy against his cock through his jeans. The shirt slid off and then he felt her hands go to her jeans, undoing the buttons and flyers. He arched his hips allowing her to slide jeans and boxer shorts off in one go, and watched as he saw the smile form on Stacy's face. His cock stood up in front of her and she wrapped her hand around it.

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Stacy began to move her hand up and down the shaft, but it was no good, nothing could distract her from the heat and wetness between her legs. Oh God she wanted him now. She moved her body further up his positioning her dripping pussy over his hard cock. Matt had seemed surprised at her initial move, but was now clearly torn between shock and ecstasy as she pushed herself onto him.

"Oh God... Oh Shit..." her moaning deteriorated into a mass of incomprehensible words as she bounced up and down on his cock. She placed her hands on Matt's chest and began to thrust against him harder, taking the full length of his into her tight pussy. She had only been with one other man before and quite frankly he had been disappointing, whereas this on the other hand.... The sudden feeling on Matt's cock tensing within her interrupted her though process. She smiled down at him, dangling her breasts in front of his face. His hands began undoing her shirt and she wriggled out of it and then he reached for the clasp of her bra. That came loose leaving her smooth firm breasts inches from his face. He took on of her nipples in his mouth and sucked on it while rolling the other between his fingers. Oh God he was good, she screamed to herself. Her orgasm was so close now, she could feel it, she wanted him to feel her pussy squeeze his cock while she screamed in ecstasy. She rode harder pushing him deeper and as she did let one of her hand work on her clit. She began rubbing it furiously, the feel of it combined with Matt's hard cock inside her and his fingers playing with her nipples, was amazing. Then she felt him tease inside he again, and that was it, she was lost in a world of colour. Her orgasm flowed through her body waves of please crashing over her, her body shaking as she continued to slide her cunt up and down Matt's shaft.

"Oh god Stacy! Stacy I," but she put a finger to her lips, silencing him, and then realised what he was going to say. 

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Matt arched his back slamming himself into her, and his hot cum spilled out of him. She must have felt it because her moaning seemed to intensify again. He moan loadly as his sperm was shot into her. He thrust his hips upward against her, his balls rubbing against her as he did. Matt could feel Stacy's pussy grasping his cock as her own orgasm continued and she continued to bounce up and down on his cock, forcing the last drops of cum from him. Then, orgasm over, Stacy collapsed on top of him, her breasts held firmly against his chest. Both of them were exhausted and breathing heavily, too tired to speak they lay there. 'What an evening' thought Matt, and laughed to himself. 'If I'd have thought it was going to go like this...' and then found he was lost for words, ....'I don't think I'd change anything' he concluded.



A Night to Remember



Amy and Judi arrived right on time for our get to together. Well more like our dates but it was at our place for the weekend. We all gathered to what was to be a most exciting funfilled frolic with two very sexy lovable ladies.

They arrived in floor length coats making them look so business like with their high heels on. Amy in her lovely just below her shoulder length blonde hair looked ravishing. Her lips in a light colored lip gloss and hardly any make up allowing her true beauty to shine.

When she opened her coat she revealed the most provocative outfit I had ever seen on her. The push up bra she had on showed off her cleavage marvelously under a very sheer cotton top and it was sheer enough to allow her seemingly erect nipples to show some. Her skirt was a "fuck me" skirt with her high heels and with" legs all the way up to her snatch." As they say.

Judi in her shoulder length wavy black hair had opened her coat about the same time to reveal her top and almost totally exposed boobs. Tod almost passed out as he stumbled to take Judi's coat. She to wore a bra but it merely covered her nipples as it was covered by a silky light blue top. Her"nips" were "standing proud" as she entered the room. Her smile exuded excitement as her beautiful eyes sparkled. Her makeup was perfect to with her luscious lips saying "please kiss me". Her model legs were also sporting high heels and her very short "fuck me" skirt would have put any street walker to shame. If either girl had any undies on they had to have thongs because there wasn't much left to the imagination.

They greeted Tod and I with the most luscious kisses any man would have died for. Each in their own way made us drool with anticipation on how this evenings festivities were going to progress. As we exchanged greetings and kisses from each girl it became apparent these ladies were all about pleasing us tonight. We wasted no time in getting comfortable as Tod led Judi to the bar as Amy and I followed.

It wasn't long before I knew we had to get the "festivities" going or we would all burst from sexual anxiety.

I took Amy by the hand and led her to the bed room. I looked her straight in the eyes as I pulled her to me.

"Amy, I don't want you to show your jealousy this weekend so here's what I have planned," I said. "You will wear this vibrator in your pussy. I will hold the remote and when I see any hint of jealousy I'll turn it on. I might set it low or high depending on what I see. If I see lots then I'll leave it on high until you cum. "

"Gary, no you can't, I'll be good. "

"No, Amy, you're going to wear it. Lay down and spread your legs. "

Regrettably Amy set back on the bed. She almost cried as she spread her legs slowly as I reached for her thong and pulled it to the side. I wanted her wet so I began to lick her clit as my fingers opened her lips. She began to moan as my tongue started it's onslaught of her clit. I slowly inserted my index finger as my tongue and mouth licked and sucked her now engorged clit.

"Oh Gary, don't stop. Make me cum. "

She began to writhe and lift her hips. It wasn't long before her body arched and she began to convulse to her orgasm. I immediately inserted the small bullet vibe deep into her vagina and turned it on. Amazingly her orgasm continued. Now she'd feel it's effect and be less reluctant to wear it.

"I can't stop cumming. Oh my god. It feels so good. " She said.

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What seemed a long time was actually a few minutes when Amy calmed down. Her eyes told me she was ok as she held her arms out for a hug. I lay down beside her and held her tight. She kissed me lovingly as she clung to me.

"We best not disappoint our friends. " I said and pulled her to her feet and hugged her one more time. She took my hand as we joined Judi and Tod.

Our friends looked like they were enjoying themselves as we re entered the bar.

"You let Tod teach you some drinks while I talk to Judi. "

I took Judi's hand and led her to the large couch and had her sit down. I sat down beside her and lightly lay my hand on her bare thigh. She grinned and lightly kissed my cheek.

"Thank you Gary. I am so glad I'm here. I'm a bit nervous but you and Tod are sweethearts. "

"I'm so glad you're here to. You and Amy are beautiful tonight. I'm sure you'll not be disappointed. "

I squeezed her thigh as I bent to kiss her. She responded with a squirm and kissed back. Her kisses were so soft. My hand now inched it's way to up to her pussy. I slowly pushed her legs apart as she showed little resistance and began to fondle her nether lips. She responded with opening her legs wide and pulling her thong to the side.

Now I began to deep french kiss her as my finger slipped in her wet womanhood. Her pelvis arched up telling me she liked her pussy finger fucked. Judi was soaking wet now. My fingers kept up their pace fucking Judi as her moans became frequent and louder. I looked to see Amy staring at me so I just touched the button and saw her jump instantly.

I whispered to Judi, "Do you want fucked?"

She didn't hesitate one second and said, "YES!" 

"I want to go to your knees and pull out my cock and suck it, getting it good and wet."

Judi didn't miss a beat as she slid to her knees and immediately reached for my zipper and proceeded to open my pants. She found my cock and got it out and engulfed my cock like a pro.

She took it all the way to my balls as she deep throated very well. Her saliva was soaking my cock just right and I could feel the oncoming pre-cum. I wanted to fill her pussy so I reached under her chin and lifted her. 

"Now mount me Judi," I told her. As she started to stand I pushed my pants down off my hips to the floor. 

With no hesitation she did as she told and grabbed my cock and guided my shaft in as she slid down all the way thus pushing my cock into her love hole.

"Now ride me good Girl," I said to her as she began to fuck me.

"Judi, tell Tod to bring Amy here and sit down beside us." She did as she kept up her pace of riding my shaft.

Tod had to hold Amy up as the vibe was doing it's thing inside her pussy. Tod got her to the couch right beside us and took my clue from me spreading her legs. I gave the remote to Judi and told her to push the UP button. She did as directed as Amy's eyes widened and her pussy began to lift itself off the couch. 

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Tod now had Amy's thong off and was giving her a good clit licking. He knew the plan and knew just what to do. 

Now Judi was bouncing up and down on my manhood as I grasp her tits inside the very flimsy material of her top. They were soft and supple but her nipples were erect and hard, just like they should be when she's getting fucked. Her cunt was tight around my shaft and she certainly knew how to use vagina muscles to milk her man's cock. We were fucking like rabbits in heat as our moans and motions were getting us closer and closer to having mutual orgasm's together. Judi held my shoulders as I grabbed her hips and pulled her down hard every time she would raise up, thus bottoming out deep in her womanhood. She quickly began to shudder, moan and flood our pelvic region with her womanly juices as my seminal fluid shot up and into her vagina. She cried out, "Oh fuck Gar, you're fucking me so good, I'm cumming!"

Amy was squirming and almost yelling as Tod was masterfully giving Amy's clit a good sucking as Amy now had her tits in hands palming them.

Amy had to feel worn out by now but I had to be sure she understood me so kept the vibe on Full power as Tod continued his tongue fucking her.

Judi now had dropped to my chest as my cock began its withering from her cunt. She felt so good on top but I needed her help. After a minute of bliss with Judi I told her she needs to let Amy clean her pussy.

"What do you mean," she asked naively.

"I mean I want you to go sit on Amy's face and you push my semen from your pussy as Amy sucks it from you. Either that or let Tod fuck you doggie while you eat Amy's pussy."

"Oh my. I want Tod to fuck me", she replied.

"Get down there on your knees girl and get his cock ready for you. Have at her Tod. I know you've been waiting for this moment ever since your saw her pictures."

Judi got off me, but not before she let me uncover her tits and then went to her kness. There Tod stood right in front of Judi as Judi began to unbuckle and unzip his pants. She got his erect cock out as he helped her push his pants down.

She took his cock right to her mouth and began to lick it. She held it one hand as the other hand held his balls. She engulfed his manhood taking it deep in her mouth getting her lips and nose up to his pubic hairs. It looked like she was giving him very good head when he gave me a "thumbs up".

I grabbed Amy's top and pushed it down under her lucious tits, exposing her erect nipples. I took each nipple between each thumb and for finger, tweaking each nipple. Amy flinched a bit and grabbed my hands. If she wanted me to stop she wasn't asking as I pulled and tweaked them harder.

"Take my cock and stroke it Babe. You deserve a cock but not quite yet."

Judi was now sucking Tod feverishly as head bobbed back and forth devouring my friends manhood. I couldn't help but think Tod was about to cum when he took Judi's face in his hands and held it still. Judi looked up with her gorgeous eyes and released his cock from her mouth. 4

"Turn around Gorgeous and start eating Amy. I'm fucking you now. " Tod exclaimed.

Judi did as he said and dropped her head to Amy's crotch. Tod aligned his pink bulbous cockhead to Judi's slit and slowly entered her. Judi jumped as Tod bottomed out but kept her mouth on Amy's cunt. Tod thrust in and out of Judi slapping his nuts against her clit.

Amy's mouth now had my manhood totally engulfed. She was slurping it good when Judi erupted into her orgasm as I could see Tod released in her. His head was thrown back and Judi now wasn't eating Amy but had her head back also and moaning, "Yes Oh My God, Yes, fill my pussy! YES, YES, YES!!!!

Amy just looked at our friends as my shaft left her mouth and she spurted out, "Please Gar, I need fucked."

"Fucked you'll get, Sweet Girl," I replied.

Amy now wanted my cock badly so I decided to grant her wish but with conditions. "Amy, the only way you will get fucked is if your girl friend here feeds you from her sperm filled pussy. Judi must empty her pussy full of semen in your mouth while you clean her cunt," I told her as I held Judi's face to mine.

"Thought I'd forget this part, didn't you Gorgeous?"

"Yee...ssss, I did," Judi said with some hesitation.

Amy had already laid down on the couch on her back in anticipation of getting my cock.

"Judi, you'd better pull that vibe from Amy's cunt," as I took her hands and bent down with her. I opened Amy's lips and Judi slipped her two fingers in Amy's wet pussy. Amy jumped but said not a word and let Judi retrieve the vibrator. Judi was about to hand it to me when I grabbed her hand and pushed it to Amy's little rose bud ass. Judi turned and shook her head NO but I said to her, "in there or I'll take your ass instead." Judi obliged and pushed the vibe into Amy slowly but steadily.

"Thank You, Sexy," as I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to me, kissing her full on the mouth. Judi didn't resist as she parted her lips to accept my tongue. Our tongues met and played for a short period of time making me want her all over again but I knew that would come later. Nothing better than to deep french kiss a lady after she's been fucked.

With that I helped Judi get in front of Amy's face and got her to squat atop Amy's mouth. Amy took the clue and opened her mouth and extended her tongue to receive Judi's drippings.

Judi began to push down like she was peeing but instead her cream filled pussy began to drop it's semen laden cargo right on Amy's tongue. Amy grabbed Judi's hips and pulled Judi's pussy to her mouth wherein Amy's tongue lapped Judi's well fucked engorged lips and slit. Judi looked like she was about to cum again when I stepped in front and presented my cock to her. She grabbed it and engulfed it like she needed it more than anything.

Amy now was covered in semen trying to get Judi clean. Judi's two loads of cum overpowered Amy's tongue and mouth. Amy's attempt to consume all that was dripping from Judi's cunt was futile as her face was covered in spunk.

Tod was hard again , totally stripped, and had pushed Amy's legs apart and wide and positioned his cock just at the entrance to Amy's pussy. He didn't waist any time as he pulled her lips open and pushed into Amy. She didn't flinch at all as his manhood bottomed out with his balls hitting her perineum. He certainly 5

was ready to fuck Amy as he pounded her pussy with a passion I had not seen from him before. He showed such determination to unload in her.

I thought Judi was beginning to choke but I realized she was having another orgasm so I pushed deep and hit the back of her throat. That's all it took to push me over the edge and explode in her throat. Now Judi's eyes flew wide open as she realized what was happening. She looked stunned and pleased at the same time as I saw a smile come over her.

I could see over Judi's shoulder Tod was plowing Amy's cunt harder than ever. Sweat was pouring from his brow as his hips continued to thrust in and out of Amy's womanhood. He threw his head back and pushed in one last time and held it there as his orgasm rocked his body and unloaded in Amy for the first time tonight.

I pulled my cock from Judi and pulled her off Amy just in time to see Amy stiffen and begin to shake as she cam with Tod. Her body shuddered as Tod pulled her hips to him trying to stay in her now slippery cum filled vagina.

I now had Judi in a hug holding her. Her tits against my bare chest and her warm soft legs against mine made me want to ravish her again, but I knew both girls needed some time to recover so I let that thought slip away...for now.

Amy settled down as Tod let her go and looked pretty drained from her fucking Tod just gave her.

The girls had just gotten the taste of our cocks and cum and looked like they needed to freshen up.

"Why don't you two go get a shower, but don't wash your hair, and pick an outfit you had ordered, they are hanging in the closet," I told them. As we had planned the clothes I had for them they had picked previous to this rendezvous but the deal was in order to keep them they had to come spend the night with us.

Tod and I bided our time watching some sports and having some drinks. We also got redressed knowing full well what we had in store for the girls.

Surprisingly, the girls only took a half hour to get cleaned and dressed. Out they walked stunning as ever.

Amy in a long red dress with a low neck line showing her lucious cleavage that only a very good push up could deliver. Her pretty blonde hair cascaded at her shoulders and her make up was flawless. Red high heels finished off her outfit as she looked absolutely beautiful.

Judi was right behind her in a silky long black dress showing just as much cleavage as Amy. Both girls have about the same figure, Judi being the shorter of the two at 5-3, but even then her long legs make her appear taller especially with her high heels on. Judi had her shoulder length black hair down like Amy and looked ravishing as ever.

Tod took Judi's hand and I took Amy's leading them both to the game table.

Supper had been ordered and was set and ready for our indulgence. The girls looked amazing and refreshed. Dinner was the only thing between us and our girls next fuck session.

I couldn't get through supper fast enough knowing what lie ahead in our grand scheme tonight. There was no question, we all came to fuck but getting to that point was certainly a lot of fun.

We finished dinner and cleared the table. The girls went off to the bathroom as Tod and I prepared for the next round of play.

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The girls returned giving us light kisses. We proceeded to explain our game of Euchre. They both knew how to play and of course we added it would be strip Euchre. They agreed, not like they didn't expect it, and took their seats across from one another.

We flipped a coin to determine who dealt first. The girls won so Amy shuffled and dealt. Now I was on Amy's left and Tod on Amy's right and of course on Judi's left.

Amy turned up the jack of clubs in the widow. I was full of red so I passed. Judi said "pick it up." Amy did and discarded. I opened with the nine of hearts. Judi trumped it and Tod had to follow suit and threw in a ten of hearts. It didn't look good for us and it wasn't as we lost the first point. Off went our shoes as Judi picked the clothing item since she made the point.

The game progressed with us loosing our shirts and socks while the girls lost there shoes and pearls.

I dealt next. Seemingly getting a pretty good black hand as the widow dealt the ace of spades and Judi ordered me up. Now that takes "balls" I thought but I saw why she led with the jack of spades trying to clear the table. It worked and Tod and I were told to remove another three items. That merely got our ties, suit coats and shirts off.

The girls were screaming and gloating they were winning and would win easily...they thought. Knowing full well if they won they could have their way with us. And after our first session they just be after some revenge.

Not so fast, Judi now dealt and up popped the ace of spades and I sat with both bowers and the king and queen of spades. Tod passed but Amy ordered it up.

I had these ladies good now. Tod opened with a ten of hearts showing me he had no spades. Well, of course he didn't I had them all.

I took the hand with the queen and ran the table. The girls just sat there aghast as they now knew they lost and they had to as they were told.

"Just a minute girls. Before you strip here how I want to do it. Amy stand up and turn your back to us. Judi you get to strip Amy first but with each article you take off you must do something provocative to her. Kiss her full on the mouth or slap her ass then kiss it or grab both her nipples and play with them then suck them. And Amy when you get to strip Judi you do something to her...understand Girls?" I exclaimed.

They both shook their heads and both got up from the table.

Amy turned our backs to us as Judi began to unzip Amy's red dress down her back. Judi pulled the dress off Amy's shoulders and dropped it to the floor. She took Amy's hand and helped her step over the dress.

Amy looked marvelous in her red push up bra as Judi leaned in to kiss Amy, Amy closed her eyes as their lips met. The girls kissed very passionately as we looked on in amazement. They broke their kissing as Judi unclasp Amy's bra and pulled it down uncovering Amy's lucious tits. Judi wasted no time and took one tit in each hand and palmed them with her thumb and fore finger softly pinching Amy's erect nipples. Amy moaned and shut her eyes and lay her head against Judi's cheek as Judi rolled Amy's nipples. 

If these girls hadn't been together sexually before tonight you wouldn't know it as both girls seem to enjoy one another.

Judi stopped her tweaking Amy's nipples and bent down to Amy's butt. She slipped her hands inside Amy's 7

thong along her hips and slowly slid the thong to the floor. As Amy stepped out of the thong Judi then turned Amy around and slowly worked her hands up the inside of Amy's legs and stopped at Amy's pussy. Amy again knew what do to and opened her legs for Judi to gain access to Amy's vaginal lips. Judi used one hand to split Amy's lips open as the other hand took two of it's fingers and slowly slipped them into Amy's love hole.

Amy closed her eyes and pushed her hips forward as Judi now had her tongue out and began to lick. Amy's clit. Amy grabbed Judi's head and held it against her pussy. Judi couldn't do anything but give Amy a good pussy eating.




A Night to Remember



Amy started to gyrate her hips and began to fuck back on Judi's mouth while still holding Judi's head right where she wanted it...on her clit.

Amy was gyrating against Judi's face. Not sure who you could say was fucking who but it sure looked like both were enjoying it. Judi showed no signs of wanting up as she now held one of Amy's butt cheeks firmly in her left hands as her right was still being used to finger fuck Amy.

The girls were putting on quite a show for us. If I had not known any better, I would have sworn from seeing this, that these two were lovers.

It was not long before Amy showed signs of an impending orgasm. Her head was back and her eyes were closed and her hips were gyrating with every thrust of Judi's finger fucking.

Sure enough, Amy let out a scream, "Oh fuuuccckkkk!!! And began to quiver and shake and almost fell as the orgasm over took her. Judi couldn't move as Amy held her head tight evidenced by how Amy's arm muscles looked strained and taught.

Judi struggled a bit but got loose by falling beneath Amy's grasp and quickly stood and took Amy in her arms and held her, keeping her from falling.

"I always wanted to do that to you Amy but no time felt right until now. Thank you boys for bringing us together. I loved making her cum," Judi said.

"It felt so good, Judi. Deep down I wanted it to but never had the courage to ask. We definitely are lovers now and "our boys" got to see it first hand, didn't they?" Amy exclaimed.

"That was amazing girls. Amy why don't you strip Judi now and reciprocate your lover."

Amy wasted no time and turned Judi around. First she cupped Judi's tits from behind and hugged her and began kissing Judi's neck. Judi moaned slightly and grasp Amy's hands. Judi was giving into Amy and Amy knew it.

I knew Amy would take her time with Judi after experiencing Amy all night last night and how she made love to me. She was an amazing lover and Judi was about to find out.

Amy whispered in Judi's ear, "You're mine now Judi. I'm going to make you scream with ecstasy and I just might let the boys help me. Are you ready to be made love to?" Amy ask Judi.

Judi seemed surprised but ready to be taken by Amy and shook her head up and down and answering "Yeeessss." "I am going to strip you but first I want you to kick your heels off." Judi followed Amy's command as directed and now stood shorter than Amy.

Amy's point was to be taller so Judi will feel dominated in height and thus make Amy feel more in control. 8

Amy took Judi's hands and had her cup Judi's tits. Amy took a hold with her left hand under Judi's chin and pulled her head back slightly while Amy's other hand began to unzip Judi's dress all the while Amy was lightly kissing and licking Judi's neck.

Judi almost seem to whimper but Amy held her chin such that all you could hear was'... "Mmm" from Judi.

Judi's dress was open now and was being pulled off her shoulders by Amy even as she continued to kiss Judi's neck.

Judi helped Amy push her dress to the floor and step out of it. As she did Amy grasp Judi's bra and unhooked it, letting it fall off Judi.

Judi was now nude except for her thong. Amy, still standing behind Judi, but just slightly to one side of her, took the front and back of the thong and slowly began to lower it. Amy slowly slid the "G String" thong over Judi's hips then down her silky thighs, over her calves to the floor where she assisted Judi in getting the thong over Judi's feet.

Amy slowly began moving her hands up Judi's inner thighs and pushing Judi's legs apart as she traveled to Judi's pussy, then began to lick Judi's love mound.

Judi jumped slightly as Amy encircled Judi's neatly shaven love mound with her tongue working her way to Judi's belly and stopped at Judi's belly button. Amy' tongue lingered there licking slowly all around the button and dipping her tongue in the belly button every so often. "Did Amy know one of Judi's erogenous zones," I ask myself?

Judy must have liked it as she moaned slightly and whispering, "Oh my god" as Amy's tongue darted to and fro around that entire area. Just then Amy's right hand moved directly to Judi's nether lips and with two of her fingers, began to dip into Judi's vagina.

Judi yelped and jumped as Amy's left hand shot out and grabbed Judi's right butt cheek and held it, holding Judi snug. All the while Amy's right hand continued to fuck Judi's vagina.

Judi was gyrating against Amy's fingers in her pussy while Amy kept searching for Judi's G Spot. If she found it Judi would orgasm quickly. 

Judi was moaning and gyrating to the point it didn't seem long before she'd cum, Amy now was finger fucking Judi furiously and had her left forefinger in Judi's puckered little rose bud and Judi was playing with her tits. 

Tod and I couldn't resist helping Amy and we each took a tit from Judi, had her grab our dicks, and began suckling her erect nipples. Amy now had her fingers set to a perfect rhythm inside Judi's holes. Judi wouldn't last long with all this attention being paid to her and her holes filled and fucked.

Tod and I began pulling Judi's nipples with our teeth and Judi responded with, "Oh Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, make me cum!"

We bit her nipples and Amy rammed her fingers deep, even in Judi's ass and Judi erupted in an orgasm. She bucked and moaned and screamed and almost collapsed as Tod and I released her tits as Amy held her hands still but kept them inside Judi's holes.

Judi slowly came down from her orgasm and Amy slowly pulled out of Judi and kissed Judi full on the mouth, as if to say "Thank you for letting me reciprocate and making you cum."



A Night To Remember



I did not even catch her name that night we had together, and did not need to.

As I was getting ready that night for the party of the century something seemed different. It must have been a full moon, something deep inside, made me feel like that night had something special in the works for me. After my friend Rusty picked me up I could tell he, also felt the affects of this night. It must have been a animal instinct that everyone has released every so often. 

I decided to disregard this notion until I walked in the front door, and laid eyes on her. Something about her seemed familiar to me, like we had already meet before. I knew we had not, but I was, none the less still drawn to her. She was sitting talking to a friend in the kitchen. The party was packed, but for me it was just she and I. Ignoring all others I walked straight towards her. As I got closer she noticed me out of the corner of her eye, and we locked eyes. 

She too had a look of familiarity on her face for me. I walked up to her, and whispered in her ear. 

"Hi" I said in a low slow, steady tone. 

"Do you have a cigarette?" she responded in a casual soft voice.

Those were the only words we spoke to each other that night.

I took her hand and led her out back to the porch. It was crowded with people smoking and chatting away in drunken loud voices. I led her past the crowd to the side of the house where I reached into my front pocket for my pack of smokes. Before I could pull them out she quickly reached for them herself. The girl was so sexy and beautiful just her presence alone had my cock throbbing for her touch. So when she reached in to grab the pack she brushed against what she knew to be hers already. From the smile and raised eyebrows I knew she liked what she had found. 

Knowing that she already had me on edge she decided to tease me. She dropped the lighter that she was holding behind her, and turned around to pick it up. When she did so she bent over at the waist, and it was just my luck she was wearing a skirt that was way to short for her. I enjoyed a beautiful view of a prefect ass with no panties covering it, but before I could get a good look she back up into what she knew was already hers. The feeling of those perfectly round mounds swaying back and forth on my cock was more than I could handle. 

She looked over her shoulder and I knew what she wanted me to do next. I quickly unzipped my pants, and in seconds had my thick throbbing erection sliding to and fro across her already wet spot. I only did this for seconds until her moaning cued me that she wanted to feel me from the inside, and I too wanted to feel her surround me. When I slide it in she gave a gasp and a moan that turned me on so much that I almost came right then. I knew better though not to ruin the experience. I started slowing pumping her holding her hips as though my life depended on it. After a few moments I really started to get going. She was rolling her hips in I circular motion as I was moving mine back and forth. I could not believe the crowd did not hear her cries of pleasure she was almost in a full scream. I kept going until I felt her legs shaking uncontrollably, I knew she was about to cum and I as well. I rubbed her clit and fucked her expertly, faster, and faster until we both released our juices all over one another. At that moment her legs gave out and I had to hold her in my arms. We were both panting, and moaning in pure ecstasy together.

We savored those few seconds after, still holding one another for support. Her legs finally stopped trembling and I let her go. She turned around and kissed me with such passion I did not know existed or could ever be replicated. She reached down to my pants pulled them up for me and pulled out two cigarettes. We smoked them silently still eye fucking the hell out of each other. When we finished we went inside.

I walked into the house and Rusty was walking down the stairs arm in arm with a girl. I didn't think it was possible but he might have had a even bigger grin on his face than me. We had been such good friends not a word needed to be said between the two of us. 

It must have been a full moon that night. :)



A Night to Remember



"See anything you like?" Scott asked before taking another drink from his beer bottle.

I took a small sip of my drink before shaking my head. 

"Not really," I responded, resting my arms easily on the railing in front of me. "Usually this place is better."

My eyes continued to scan the dance floor of the club before drifting over to the area to the side, covered with tables and chairs. Every seat was taken, although very few were occupied by females that I would be interested in taking home. The place was dim, almost dark, with a distinct "gothic" flavour to the ambience. Over the dance floor, lights periodically flashed out and strobe lights created dizzying effects that made it difficult to successfully evaluate the physical merits of the various dancing females. The music was unlike that of other bars. No top forty here. In fact I had a hard time placing any of the songs, which appeared to be a strange amalgamation of eighties tunes, mixed with techno. It was a unique bar and the clientele was no different. It was hard to explain, but the girls had a distinct "alternative" appearance for the most part. Dyed hair, piercings and fishnets were commonplace, making the atmosphere particularly uncomfortable for the usual "bar star" girls that frequented the downtown clubs. 

"Holy shit!" Scott exclaimed, snapping me out of my alcohol and strobe light induced trance. "Look at that!" 

I followed my friend's pointing finger to the middle of the sunken dance floor where I soon spotted a pair of girls grinding against each other to the sexy beat of some unrecognizable song. They appeared to be attractive, although the flashing lights made further investigation difficult. I could tell, however, that their bodies were quite nice as both females were showing ample amounts of skin. One girl had dark hair, although I could make out streaks of pink or purple racing through her messy but sexy hairstyle. Her body was lithe and slender, exemplified by her incredibly hot little outfit. Rising up from a pair of tall, black high heels, her legs were adorned with a pair of black fishnet stockings that ended just above the knee. And as if that wasn't hot enough, she was wearing what had to be the shortest black mini skirt known to man, slit up both sides, exposing even more of her incredibly sexy legs. A matching black fishnet top covered the top half of her body, pulled tightly over a meager black halter top allowing just enough of her tanned skin to be seen so as to tantalize any onlookers. And onlookers there were. A quick glance around the bar and I realized every pair of male eyes (and a few female) were locked on the enticing couple. 

As the two girls danced closer, my gaze fell back upon them, this time inspecting the dark haired girl's blonde friend. The second girl was not as slender as her companion, with full round curves accentuated by a tight fitting shiny blue dress. It was the type of outfit one would expect to see worn by a stripper and I began to wonder if that was indeed their chosen profession. The slick-looking material clung to the girl's gorgeous curves like a second skin and hugged her beautiful round ass as she swayed to the music. It ended halfway down her thigh, but a series of slits up the sides exposed a deceiving amount of visible skin. Similar slits were strategically located across the front of the dress, giving the horny onlookers an ample view of the girl's more than ample cleavage. Her extremely large breasts contrasted greatly with those of her friend and looked as though they would burst forth from the shiny material any second. Her blonde hair was tied into two long pony tails that hung down past her shoulders.

"We should go dance with them," Scott suggested, enthusiastically. 

I just shook my head and took another drink. In my experience, trying to join in with two girls dancing was a suicide mission. And the more provocative the girls dance with each other, the less chance you have. With all that in mind, I figured our chance with those two were less than zero. 

Even though I had no intentions of making an attempt on the pair, I could not tear my eyes away from them as they danced. Their moves varied from seductive to lewd as they ground against each other like a pair of horny teenagers. As I continued to watch, the dark haired girl kissed her friend full on the lips before spinning round behind her and gripping her sexy hips. The blonde close her eyes and tossed her head back as her friend ran her tongue up her neck. The dark haired girl then looked directly over at me. And winked. 

I could feel something stir in my pants. 

"Did you see that?" Scott exclaimed, almost blasting beer out his nose. "She winked at you!" 

"Yeah, I know," I responded, trying to act nonchalant. 

My body froze and my eyes remained transfixed on the two girls. I wondered if they were simply trying to tease me. I tried to look away but the girl's dark, sultry gaze kept me in place. 

"Get out there!" Scott said emphatically through gritted teeth. "She wants you!"

I remained standing in place, casually drinking from my near empty glass. On the outside I appeared calm, but on the inside my heart was racing. Suddenly the music changed songs and the two girls abruptly exited the dance floor, disappearing into the crowd on the other side of the club. 

"You idiot!" Scott shouted, before punching me in the shoulder. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"She was just teasing," I said simply, draining my glass. 

"Well it was worth a try wasn't it?"

I just shrugged. 

"Well, I'm going to get another drink," he said. "Want one?" 

"Sure."

"Rum and Coke right?" 

I nodded and my friend walked off shaking his head. "Idiot," I heard him muttered as we walked away. I then turned back to the dance floor and then glanced quickly around the bar, hoping to catch another glimpse of the two girls. Suddenly I felt a sharp pinch on my ass. I jumped, startled by the feeling, and turned around. Smiling back at me was the dark haired girl. I froze and just stared blankly as her friend continued to lead her through the crowd by the hand. She stared at me with sexy, almond shaped eyes as she soon disappeared from view. I swallowed hard. That definitely was not teasing.

"Damon!" Scott said excitedly, rushing towards me and splashing rum and Coke all over his arm in the process. "They're over there. At the bar! Fuck they're hot! They look like porn stars or something." 

I accepted the drink and quickly slammed the entire thing. If I was going to approach those two, I was going to need some more liquid courage. 

"Wait here," I suggested before walking off towards the bar. 

I manoeuvred my way through the crowded club and hopped up the short staircase leading to the bar. As soon as I reached the top step I saw them. Taking a deep breath, I walked over and spoke.

"Can I buy you a drink?" I asked, trying desperately to prevent my voice from cracking with nervousness.

The dark haired girl turned her head towards me and stared just for an instant, before a smile appeared across her delicate featured face. She was even better looking up close, with a perfect face that looked as though she had some Asian ancestry. 'Perhaps half or even three quarters,' I thought quickly to myself. She had a piercing half way between her lower lip and chin (I don't know what those are called) and a black leather choker around her slender neck with the word "SLUT" emblazoned with tiny sparkling letters. She had a very unique look, but was still very, very hot.

"No thanks," she said after running her eyes up and down my body. "I don't drink." 

I could feel my heart sinking. 

"Why don't you buy my friend one though," she continued. "I think she's really thirsty."

The blonde looked over and inspected me with her big blue eyes. In contrast to her friend's angular, delicate features, hers seemed softer and cherubic, with a cute round face and pouty lips. She had a piercing too, although hers was far less noticeable and took the form of a tiny crystal stud, embedded in the side of her nose. At that moment I felt as if I was being judged, Both girls stared at me as if deciding whether I was good enough to be worthy of their presence. Now feeling very uncomfortable, I decided to speak again.

"Well?" I directed to the blonde. "What can I get you?" 

She looked at me a moment longer before her visage softened and she spoke. 

"151,"she said simply. 

I was taken aback. I was expecting her to request something fruity with an umbrella in it, not a shot of the hardest alcohol the bar was legally allowed to serve. 

"Are you sure?" I asked, furrowing my brow with disbelief.

She nodded. 

"Don't worry honey," the dark haired girl said, placing her hand on my arm. "She can handle it."

As she spoke, I caught a glimpse of something shiny flashing behind her teeth. 'A tongue ring!' I thought myself. 'This just gets better and better." 

I approached the bar and ordered two shots of one fifty one, cringing as the bartender poured the clear liquid into the tiny glasses. I then pushed one towards the blonde girl who scooped it up immediately. 

"Thank you," she said with a soft, quiet voice before raising the shot glass into the air. 

I lifted mine as well, and she tapped hers to mine before tossing her head back and downing the liquid. I followed suit, trying to keep myself from gagging as the fluid burned its way down my throat to my stomach. The girl licked her pouty lips with and rested her glass down on the bar. 

"You know," the dark haired girl cut in with a sexy smile. "It's not very polite to approach a girl in the bar and not introduce yourself.

"You know," I returned. "It's not very polite to pinch a guy's ass in the bar and not introduce yourself." 

She seemed un-phased and remained staring at me with that intoxicating gaze. 

"Fair enough," she said finally. "My name's Kat, and this sexy little bitch...." She motioned to her friend. "Is Mandy."

"Nice to meet you," I replied. "I'm Damon."

I shook Kat's hand, and then Mandy's, unable to keep my eyes from drifting downward to her breasts which were straining against the taut blue material that composed her provocative little dress. 

"Ooooo," Mandy squealed suddenly excitedly. "I love this song! Let's go dance Kat!"

Kat nodded, but stepped closer to me. She then reached up and grabbed my head, pulling my face to hers and kissing me, her tongue darting into my mouth. Her action took me by surprise and before I could do anything, she pulled away. 

"Thanks for buying her the drink," she said smiling devilishly. "It's going to make it even easier for me to take advantage of her later." 

With those parting words, the two girls spun and walked away without as much as a glance back. I was startled at their abrupt exit and just stood dumbfounded, hungrily watching as they left. 

"How'd it go?" Scott asked as I resumed my original place by the railing.

"Not bad." 

"So which one are you going to go for?" 

Scott was already back to lustfully watching the two girls as they danced together with seemingly renewed lewdness. Kat was running her hands all over Mandy's body paying particular attention to her ass and tits. The scene was almost pornographic in nature and I knew it was only a matter of time before some clueless guy would try to join in. 

"Neither," I answered, eliciting a disappointed glare from Scott. "I think they were just after free drinks." 

I told myself that, but deep down inside I had a hard time believing it. Or maybe it was just that I didn't want to believe it. 

"Fucking bitches," Scott cursed. "You want to get out of here?" 

I was about to agree, but then Kat fixed her sexy glare upon me once again from across the dance floor. Raising a hand in front of her face she curled her finger and beckoned me to join them. 

"Actually," I said, starting off for the dance floor. "I think I'll stick around."

I didn't look back but I could guess the expression that Scott had on his face as I made my way across the crowded dance floor towards the sexy pair. Kat's gaze never left mine as I approached, my heart beating with anticipation. Immediately, she placed a tender hand on the back of my neck and pressed her hips into mine. I wondered if she could feel the bulge in my pants, and her knowing smile told me that she did. My body seemed to melt into hers and we flowed in unison to the music. I was beginning to be mesmerized by the music, lights and the feeling of Kat's lithe body pressed into mine when I felt Mandy come up behind me, her extremely large breasts pressing into my back as her hands grabbed my hips. 

"You weren't trying to leave me out now were you?" she asked, before biting down softly on my earlobe. 

I reached back behind me to feel the smooth surface of her dress pulled taut over her hips and ass as my other hand ran up Kat's smooth, tanned leg. Suddenly Kat grabbed my hair forcefully, and kissed me long and deep, pushing her little wet tongue into my accepting mouth. I could feel her tongue ring swirling around as she shamelessly ground herself into me. She then bit down on my lips, staring directly into my eyes, with a determined sexy glare as she pulled away, my bottom lip snapping free of her teeth. Suddenly and without warning the two girls spun me around and Mandy took her turn planting a deep, wet kiss on me. The soft feeling of her pouty lips was incredible and she even went so far as to reach down and give my cock a squeeze through my pants as her friend ran her hands up under my shirt. I could hear her purr with approval her nimble fingers caressed my abs. She then began to pull my shirt up as Mandy broke free and started to lower herself seductively, looking into my eyes and still moving to the beat of the music. Extending her tongue seductively, she then just grazed the crotch of my pants with a slow sensual lick before rising back up to kiss me once again. I was in heaven! 

I grabbed Mandy's ass, becoming even more aroused at the feeling of the smooth material, tightly gripping her body. As our tongues danced I could feel Kat's hand pushing its way into the front of my pants as her lips traced along the back of my neck. I gasped at the feeling as her warm hand wrapped around my hard cock, squeezing it and stroking it. I realized then that I must have been the envy of every heterosexual male in the place. I also realized that I needed to get out of there before I came in my pants. I was about to ask the girls, but Kat beat me to it.

"Would you like to come back to our place?" she asked, squeezing my dick with one hand and my ass with the other. 

Five minutes later the three of us were in a cab. 

The two girls sat on either side of me in the taxi, as my thoughts wandered. Was this really happening? I had been able to pick up girls at bas before but never girls this hot and definitely never two at once! 

"So you guys share an apartment?" I stammered, trying to make conversation. 

"Uh huh," Mandy affirmed, shyly biting her finger nail. "We share everything." 

Her voice was dripping with innuendo as she emphasized the last word of that sentence. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and muttered a silent "thank you".

A few minutes later we reached our destination and Mandy and Kat led me into their apartment, each taking one of my hands. The place was quite upscale, again making me wonder what they did for a living. Other than that, it seemed like a normal place, clean and comfortable. 

"Want a drink hon?" Mandy asked, as she led me into the living room.

I declined. I had certainly drunk my fill at the bar and was already feeling the effects of the alcohol coursing through my blood. And I definitely didn't want anything to interfere with the nights prospective activities. 

"Okay, make yourself comfortable," she said, motioning to the sofa. "We'll be right back."

"Actually, I need to use your bathroom if that's okay."

"Of course," she replied as she followed Kat into the kitchen. "It's down the hall, second door on the left."

I took a moment to watch the two walk away, admiring both luscious asses but focusing more on Mandy's. The roundness of it was exemplified by her tight fitting dress and it was driving me crazy. As they disappeared from the room I made my way to the bathroom.

Standing over the toilet I had to dismiss many of the dirty thoughts that ran rampant through my mind. My dick was pointing straight out in a massive erection which was making it very difficult to take a piss. After a moment of quiet contemplation it softened enough for me to go without splattering the wall with urine. As I finished, I reached down to flush the toilet but noticed something in the small garbage can beside it. I leaned in closer to examine the two small empty boxes.

"What the...?" I muttered.

They were empty enema boxes. Immediately my thoughts began to race once again as I tried to imagine what kinky activities the pair had planned. I then remembered something Kat had mentioned in the cab on the way there. She had said something along the lines of "You have to be clean to get dirty." The realization hit me and my heart began to race. Yes, this was definitely going to be a night to remember.

"Hey there," Kat greeted as I emerged from the bathroom and walked into the living room. 

The two were sitting side by side on the sofa, nuzzled up together as Mandy sipped something from a martini glass. They appeared to be watching TV. Kat's short black skirt was riding up so high, if she had been in a different position I was sure I could have seen much more than her delicious legs which were pulled up under her. 

"Have a seat," Mandy offered in a friendly tone shifting over and patting the cushion beside her. 

Nervously, I walked over and took my place between the two beautiful women. As I sat, I looked at the TV screen and was astonished to see an image of a woman getting fucked from behind while her face was buried in another woman's pussy. 

"Porn huh?" I stuttered, not knowing exactly what to say. "You two are just full of surprises." 

Actually what was surprising was that they were watching the filthy video with as much nonchalance as a person watching the news. I tried to watch as well, but I was far more interested in the two women sitting on either side of me than the women on the TV screen. Suddenly I felt a hand on my leg and I glanced over to Mandy smiling at me with those irresistible, full, pouty lips. I was just thinking about how much I wanted to be kissing them when she leaned over and kissed me. For the moment I was lost in that feeling. Kat, the TV, everything just faded away as I relished the sensation of her soft pink lips pressing against mine as her tongue explored the inside of my mouth, twirling and lashing like a snake. 

"Heyyyy, you little slut!" Kat said with a laugh. "You can't have him all to yourself!" 

With that, she grabbed me be the back of my hair and yanked me away from her friend's hungry mouth. I now found myself gazing directly into Kat's dark, sultry eyes as she pulled me in and kiss me. Her touch was not as tender as Mandy's, but rather quite aggressive, forcing her tongue into my mouth. As we kissed, I felt a hand on my thigh, gliding up to my crotch. 

"Ooooooh!" Mandy exclaimed, pressing the palm of her hand against my concealed cock. "It looks like someone's getting turned on."

Kat smiled as she broke away, but retained her grip on my hair. 

"Is that true Damon?" she asked. "Are we turning you on?"

I nodded and then jumped a bit when Kat placed her hand to my crotch as well, giving my balls a fairly hard squeeze.

"Well then it looks like we're doing a good job then," she continued, directing her comment to Mandy. 

The two girls then kissed each other. I was staring with complete wanton lust as the pair locked lips and engaged in a sensual, wet make out session just inches from my face. It was the most amazing thing I had ever seen. Kat even reached over and groped Mandy's breast in the same manner as a man would do. 




A Night to Remember



"Mmmm, she moaned into her friend's mouth before pulling away but retaining her grip on Mandy's large breast. "I love these fucking tits. Aren't they nice Damon?"

I reached over and took one in my hand, kneading it gently. 

"Yes they are," I said simply. 

Both girls smiled and immediately began to pull my shirt off. Mandy giggled a bit and seemed to have an almost playful manor about her, but Kat seemed more serious as if driven by pure lust. 

"Oh, Yummy!" Mandy exclaimed as her friend tossed my shirt to the side. "I told you he had a good body."

She then leaned in and kissed my neck before working her way down my chest, her soft feminine hands caressing my stomach. Kat, however seemed more interested in my bottom half and worked her fingers frantically to yank my pants open. Then both girls slid down to kneel before me as they worked in tandem to wriggle my pants down my legs. Suddenly I felt very exposed, sitting in my underwear before the two fully dressed females. And as if that wasn't bad enough, my dick was hard as a rock and straining against the fabric, forming a very noticeable tent in my boxers. Mandy smiled and planted a soft kiss on the apex of the "tent", pressing her pouty lips against my cock head through the thin black fabric. As she pulled away smiling, I could see a small wet spot forming from the pre-cum that was now beginning to seep out of my dick. 

"Now let's see that cock!" Kat said, slipping her finger tips into the waistband of my boxers and pulling them downward.

My dick sprang out and slapped against my stomach as the underwear released it from its confinement. 

"Hello!" Mandy exclaimed, her eyes beaming with anticipation. 

Kat was the first to take hold of my turgid shaft however, wrapping her small hand around it and giving a few short strokes. Then, looking into my eyes with a sexy, determined stare, she leaned forward and extended her tongue to lick up the small droplet of precum that covered the entrance to my dick hole. Mandy rested her hands passively on my thigh as she watched with enjoyment as her friend continued to run her wet tongue up and down my shaft. I could feel the small hard stud in her tongue as it grazed my sensitive skin. Once my cock was nice and wet, Kat surprised me by taking my entire length down her throat. 

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed, tossing my head back in pleasure as she even went so far as to flick her tongue out and licked my balls. 

"Do you want to try," Kat asked Mandy after pulling my rod out of her throat.

Mandy nodded with the excitement of a school girl and leaned forward to wrap her supple, soft lips around the head of my dick. Gently she began to suck, moving her head up and down in short, jerking motions. 

"Yeah, that's it," Kat encouraged, pulling the hair away from Mandy's face to get a better view of my cock in her mouth. "I love to watch you suck cock!"

As Mandy continued her work on my dick, Kat lowered her head and began to lick my balls, bathing them with saliva. She coaxed me to spread my legs wider before sucking them into her hot little mouth. Moaning with extreme pleasure, I ran my hands through Mandy's silky blonde hair as she took more of my shaft between her wonderful lips. The feeling of the two women's tongues was unbelievable as they worked together in concert, licking and sucking. 

"Oh yeah," I encouraged as I felt Kat's tongue dip lower and flick around the area just beneath my balls. 

I then gasped as she went even lower, stabbing her little pink tongue into my asshole. Mandy smiled once she realized what her friend was up to, even watching for a while as she continued to stroke her hand up and down my slippery, wet shaft. 

"Does that feel good?" Mandy asked with a cute smile, running her tongue over the swollen head of my cock. 

"Oh yeah!" I exclaimed, spreading my legs farther. 

"Mmmm, I bet it does. I love it when she licks my ass." 

As she spoke, Kat continued her oral assault on my most private area, swabbing my tight hole with her tongue and kissing it with long tender licks. Mandy even went so far as to lift my balls to get a better view of her friend licking my ass. 

"That looks so fucking hot!" she exclaimed as she gazed down with lustful admiration before wrapping her soft lips around my shaft once again.

"Oh my god!" I moaned, revelling in the indescribable pleasure of having two mouths servicing me. 

Mandy glanced up and me as she slid the entire length of my dick into the back of her throat, her hands gently squeezing my balls. I could feel the smooth metal of Kat's tongue ring sliding repeatedly over the sensitive skin of my asshole, as she continued licking and prodding with unfaltering enthusiasm.

"Hey!" Mandy said with an exaggerated, pouting expression as she pulled her lips sway from my wet aching cock. "Don't be greedy. I want some too!" 

Kat raised her head and wiped a small droplet of saliva from the corner of her mouth before leaning over and kissing Mandy fully on the lips in an aggressive, lustful manor. As the two ended their brief but passionate make-out session she pulled away with a contented smile. 

"Be my guest," she offered.

Mandy's face lit up with excitement as she let out a giggle and dropped to her knees in front of me as Kat shifted over to make room. A few seconds later I could feel Mandy's soft lips pressing gently against my freshly licked asshole. Kat stroked her friend's hair as she watched, eyes fixed in an intense stare. 

"That's it baby," she cooed, with compassionate adoration. "Lick that ass." Mandy seemed more tentative that Kat had been, as she gently massaged my wet hole with soft, tender licks. Every so often she would cast her eyes up at me as if seeking approval. As her hot little tongue continued to caress my ass, I looked down to see her big blue eyes peeking up at me over my balls. 

"Come on," Kat urged, placing her hand at the back of Mandy's head. You can do better than that!" 

I reached down and grabbed my cock, as Kat began to push her friend's face into my ass. 

"Yeah, that's it." Kat said, pulling a few stray strands of honey blonde hair out of Mandy's face. "I want to see your tongue in his ass."

Mandy closed her eyes and moaned as she moved her head from side to side, her warm, wet tongue wriggling its way past my tight muscular ring. Kat smiled as she kept her friend's face pressed firmly against my ass. I could feel Mandy's hot breath on my wet asshole as she gasped with pleasure and slipped her tongue inside me. 

"Oooooh," Kat said with devious smile, watching approvingly. "You dirty little slut. You like licking ass don't you?"

"Uh huh," Mandy responded as she tongued my asshole with increasing enthusiasm. It seemed as if Kat's dirty talk was turning her on even more as she began moaning in between licks.

"Move it in and out," Kat ordered, her tone becoming increasingly dominant as she grabbed a handful of Mandy's hair. "Fuck his ass with your tongue." 

Guided by her friend's forceful hand, Mandy's head began bobbing back and forth as her nimble little tongue repeatedly stabbed my saliva-soaked asshole. The feeling was incredible. I even had to release my grip on my cock, for fear of cumming prematurely. There was no way I wanted this to end so soon!

"Good girl," Kat said approvingly as she released her grip on Mandy's hair and stood up. "But now I think that it's about time our little boy-toy here repaid the favour. Don't you?" 

Mandy looked up at her friend smiling and nodded in agreement. After a quick change in position, I was laying down flat on my back and Mandy was settling in between my legs once again, her pouty lips wrapped around my cock as Kat stood nearby undressing. I found my eyes darting back and forth between Mandy's beautiful face sucking my cock and Kat as she slipped out of her clothes. As her black skirt fell to the floor, Kat stepped forward wearing nothing but her fishnet stockings and the black collar around her neck. Her dark, sexy eyes transfixed on mine as she approached, a determined intense look cast on her beautiful, exotic face. Without so much as a word, she stepped one leg over me and lowered her hairless pussy down onto my waiting mouth. I couldn't help but let out a satisfied moan as her soft wet lips touched mine and she nestled down into a comfortable position atop my face. Immediately, my tongue shot out, driving deeply into her moist hole tasting her succulent juices. Biting her bottom lip, Kat stared down into my eyes as she grabbed a handful of my hair. Slowly and methodically she began to gyrate her hips, rubbing her pussy over my mouth and chin. The hand grasping my hair held my head firmly in place as she pressed her hot little cunt against me. It was if she was simply using me to pleasure herself. 

Meanwhile, as Kat rode my face, Mandy was slowly stroking me with long, slow pumps of her hand as she covered the head of my dick with soft licks and kisses. Every so often she would lower her face and suck my balls into her mouth or tease my ass with little flicks of her talented tongue. I was using all my powers of restraint to keep from cumming. 

"That's it," Kat moaned, clutching my hair with increasing force. "Lick my fucking cunt." 

Her filthy words turned me on even more and I sucked her clit into my mouth as she began to buck back and forth. I locked my lips around her clit and sucked hard as my tongue massaged it from inside my mouth. Keeping one hand holding my hair, she removed her other hand and brought it to her mouth, sucking her middle finger seductively as she continued looking down into my eyes with that unwavering, sexual stare. She then took the wet finger and reached around behind her, sliding it into her ass as she continued to squirm atop my face. As soon as her finger entered her tight little hole, Kat tossed her head back and closed her eyes in ecstasy. Her movements started to become more and more erratic as her hips bucked and gyrated. I thought she was going to pull my hair out when she forcefully pulled upward, mashing her wet pussy into my restrained lips. Her moaning soon drowned out the wet sound of Mandy's mouth on my cock as she suddenly squeezed her legs together, trapping my head in their vice-like grip. Her body tensed for a second as her moaning subsided soon to be replaced by high-pitched squeal as her muscles convulsed with orgasmic intensity. She held that position for a few seconds before slowly relaxing and resuming rubbing her pussy, now drenched with sticky fluid, all over my face. 

"Wow," Mandy exclaimed, popping my dick out of her mouth. "That looked so fucking hot!"

Kat exhaled and opened her eyes once again. Her intense glare softened slightly and the corner of her lip curled up into a sexy smile as she looked down at my wet face. 

"You still okay down there?" she asked.

"Uh huh," was all I could answer as her wet pussy remained pinned against my mouth. 

"Good," she countered, her eyes narrowing. "Because there's something else I want you to lick." 

With that, she climbed off my face, turned around and swung her leg back over my head, now facing the other direction as she straddled me. I was now staring directly into Kat's tight little asshole, which was gleaming, wet with pussy juices. I eyed the enticing sight shamelessly, as her knees bent slowly, bringing the puckered little orifice within reaching distance of my eager tongue. 

"Mmmmm," she moaned softly she rested her hips back, planting her tiny little wet asshole right against the tip of my tongue. 

I immediately went to work lashing Kat's rosebud with frantic licks, lapping up the pussy fluids that lingered there. She pushed back farther, forcing my head down into the couch as she rested her whole weight on my face. Placing both hands on my chest, she wiggled her ass, rubbing her wet hole across my lips as I forced my tongue past her tiny muscular opening. 

"Oh fuck yes!" she exclaimed through clenched teeth as she felt my hot tongue slipping inside her asshole. 

Again she began to gyrate her hips as tongue-fucked her tight little orifice. Mandy, who was continuing to slide her lips up and down my aching shaft, then slid her tongue down over my balls, probing at my ass once again.

"Lift your legs higher," she suggested, straining to get her face low enough to get at my ass.

"Here," Kat said, removing her hands from my chest and grabbing both of my ankles. "Let me help."

With that, she pulled my legs up into the air and sat back onto my face. "Thanks," Mandy said in her cute bubbly voice before planting her soft lips on my asshole once again. 

I moaned into Kat's ass as I felt Mandy's wet tongue piercing my tight little hole. I then responded by thrusting my own tongue deeper into the tight butthole that was planted against my mouth. Although the feeling was amazing, that particular position was putting quite a stretch on the back of my legs, so I was more than a little relieved when Kat released my legs and allowed them to once again rest on the couch. She then lowered her body down against mine into a 69 position as Mandy offered her my cock into her accepting mouth. She took it down to the base with one smooth motion, deep throating me as her friend once again sucked my balls into her hungry mouth. 

Overcome by lust, I reached up around grabbed a cheek of Kat's firm ass in each hand, spreading them apart lewdly before attacking her tight little hole with renewed enthusiasm. Kat crawled down a little farther, pulling her ass just out of reach of my eager tongue. I strained my neck to get at her, but fell back and moaned with pleasure as I felt her tongue join Mandy's, lapping at my balls. Kat then pulled herself down farther and poked her tongue against my ass. Mandy followed suite and soon I had two girls licking my ass, their tongues dancing and entwining with each other in between licks. Although my tongue could no longer reach Kat's asshole, my hands certainly could and I began massaging the tight little opening with two fingers. She responded with an approving moan and thrust herself back on my fingers, her asshole sheathing my middle finger as she once again took my dick into her mouth. I pushed my finger in as far as I could, wiggling it deep inside as her wet pussy covered my mouth. I became so entranced with Kat's pussy and ass that I barely noticed the absence of Mandy's soft lips and tongue. Suddenly her beautiful face appeared, smiling down at me from over Kat's smooth ass cheeks. 

"Mmmm," she purred, examining the sexy scene and placing her hands on her friend's ass. 

Mandy then gently pulled Kat's cheeks apart, giving both her and I a clear view of my finger buried deep in her asshole. After planting a few soft loving kisses on her smooth skin, her tongue shot out, dancing around my finger as it remained knuckle-deep in her friend's tightly gripping hole. Kat's body shivered and her butthole clenched around my digit as she felt her friend's tongue licking at her rim. I removed my finger, only to see it quickly replaced with Mandy's writhing, hot tongue as she dove into Kat's tight little hole. Her bright blue eyes locked on mine as she tongued the tiny pink star just inches from my face. Kat responded with an appreciative moan and shifted forward to suck at my balls as her hands firmly grasped my ass cheeks, her nails digging into my flesh. I raised my head and my tongue joined Mandy's, poking and licking at Kat's asshole. Mandy smiled as out tongues continued to dance and wrestle each other in between lapping at Kat's irresistible rosebud. 

When Kat once again shifted backwards, forcing her pussy into my face, Mandy resumed her previous position in between my legs. Her tongue once again stabbed at my sensitive asshole as her friend sucked my dick with increasingly urgency. I let out a muffled moan into Kat's pussy as she wrapped her fingers around my shaft and pumped with determined strokes, her lips wrapped tightly around the head of my cock. 

"Oh fuck!" I exclaimed, as Mandy forced her hot, wet tongue into my ass. "I'm going to cum!"

Kat removed her lips from my cock just as my body tensed with indescribable pleasure. My asshole clenched around Mandy's invading tongue and a thick stream of hot cum shot forth, splashing across Kat's lips. She continued stroking as stream after stream of creamy white fluid emerged with surprising velocity, covering her pumping fist and dripping down my balls and ass. I could feel Mandy's tongue collecting the sticky fluid as it ran down my asshole, lapping it up like a hungry kitten. Kat swiped her tongue over my dick before grabbing pulling her friend up by the hair to share a passionate cum-filled kiss. The two girls moaned as their tongue entwined, licking and sucking the creamy fluid from each other's lips. Kat then offered her hand to Mandy, sliding her cum-covered fingers into her friend's mouth. Mandy accepting willingly as she sucked the fingers clean with enthusiasm. 

"Mmmm," Kat purred, licking a droplet of cum from her hand. "I think it's time to get fucked."

As she climbed off my body, I remained lying in a relaxed, contented state, satisfied at just having had the best orgasm of my life. 

"Hey," Kat scolded, her eyes narrowing with warning. "Don't get too comfortable. You're not done yet."

"Don't worry," I assured, motioning to my now-flaccid member. "I just a couple minutes to get back.....in form." 

"Awww," Mandy said in an exaggerated, cute, childish voice. "I think we wore the poor guy out."

"Well, I guess we'll just have to get started without him," Kat added, as she walked up behind her and kissed her neck. 

Mandy immediately closed her eyes and cocked her head to the side, moaning softly as Kat's lips bounced slowly from spot to spot, covered her smooth skin with gentle kisses. As her moaning increased, Kat's kisses gradually grew more aggressive until she was biting gently at Mandy's skin, leaving tiny red marks in her wake. She lifted her arms and grabbed a breast with each hand, pawing and groping like a horny teenager. Her mouth went from neck to ear as she nibbled at Mandy's lobe, and whispered something that I couldn't hear. Her dark, almond-shaped eyes then fixed on mine as she shot me a seductive stare. A tingling feeling shot through my body and my flaccid dick began to twitch as Kat began peeling off Mandy's tight fitting dress. As soon as the tight fabric passed her chest, Kat spun her friend around to cover her massive breasts with seductive licks and kisses. Mandy giggled as took turns sucking her little pink nipples, and began to wiggle her tight fitting dress down over her hips. 

"Do you like these tits?" Kat asked, cocking her head towards me as she squeezed each of the large round breasts with her slender, dextrous hands. 

I nodded, intimidated by Kat's devilish glare. 

"And what about...," she continued, as she coaxed Mandy to turn around. "...this ass?"

As she asked, Kat stroked her hand over her friend's smooth, naked posterior. Mandy looked back at me over her shoulder, smiling and biting her finger in a cute pose as if looking for validation. 

"I love it," I stammered, overwhelmed by the whole situation. 

"Would you like to see her on her hands and knees?" Kat continued, planting a soft kiss on her friend's posterior. 

I nodded. 

Mandy giggled as Kat coaxed her down onto all fours, displaying her juicy round ass to me. She looked back at me as she arched her back in a teasing fashion, lowering her head to the floor submissively. Kat smiled as my eyes locked onto Mandy's supple cheeks, separated only by a thing white string of fabric that composed the backside of her meager g-string undergarment. Her thick, pouty pussy lips could be seen puffing out on either side of the tiny string. I could feel my dick regaining thickness as I watched Kat flick her little pink tongue across her friend's ample ass as she started pulling the string down her ass. After removing the underwear, Kat looked directly into my eyes as she brought the pair of white underwear to her face, running her tongue along the entire length and sucking the thin string into her sexy mouth. 




A Night to Remember



I wanted to climb down off the couch and bury my face in Mandy's pussy, but I had a feeling Kat was wanting me to observe. There was definitely something intimidating and sexy about the diminutive, dark-haired beauty. 

"Mmmmm," Kat purred, as she groped her friend's ass, clutching a cheek in each hand, squeezing hard while spreading them wide apart. 

With Mandy's ass pried open, Kat then lowered her head and flicked her tongue out over her exposed, pink asshole causing the blonde to moan in appreciation. As she stabbed at the tiny hole with increasing intensity, I could see her glimmering tongue-ring swiping across her puckered rosebud, causing the shy orifice to clench with each pass of Kat's nimble tongue. 

And always Kat's dark, seductive eyes watched me. Teasing me. Taunting me. 

Suddenly Mandy squealed out loud as she felt her friends tongue stab deep into her asshole, wriggling like a snake to delve deeper into the enticing orifice. The sight of Kat's slender tongue slipping in and out of Mandy's ass sent a renewed rush of blood to my cock and I reached down to grasp the throbbing shaft with a shaking hand. Kat smiled when she saw my excitement overwhelm me. 

"Do you want some?" she asked, smiling as her hands continued caressing the beautiful round ass before me. 

"Y...Yes," I stammered, trying to regain my confidence. 

"Then come here."

Without hesitation, I slipped down off the couch to my knees behind Mandy's bent-over body. I moved closer as Kat reached under her friend and slid two thin fingers along her glistening slit. As I watched from close-up, she pushed the fingers into Mandy's pussy as she bit her bottom lip in concentration as they slipped in up to the knuckle. 

"Here," she said, pulling the fingers out and offering them to me, now shimmering with Mandy's juices. 

As I parted my lips, Kat pushed the two fingers into my mouth allowing me to taste her friend as I sucked them clean. She smiled at my obedience, removing the fingers from my mouth and giving them a few licks of her own. She then slowly reached up behind my head and pulled my face down into Mandy's ass. 

"Oooooohhhh," Mandy moaned as she felt my face nestling down in between her ample cheeks. 

Kat's hand was holding me firmly in place as she began to give orders. "Lick," she said simply. "I want to see your tongue in her ass. If you do a good job, then I might let you fuck her later."

I needed no further convincing, as my tongue immediately shot out swiping across her little pink butt hole which was already wet from the tongue lashing Kat had given it. 

"That's it," Kat said softly pulling my face harder into Mandy's ass. 

As my tongue slipped into her tight hole, Kat began playing with her friend's clit, rubbing it with her delicate fingers. After about ten minutes of tongue-fucking Mandy's asshole, Kat brought her to climax causing her little pink star to swallow up my wet tongue as it clenched and unclenched repeatedly. 

"Well?" Kat asked as Mandy's orgasm subsided. "Did he do a good enough job?" 

Mandy looked back over her shoulder at me, her big blue eyes beaming with satisfaction. "Yes." 

Kat's gaze once again met mine as she glared at me through those mysterious almond-shaped eyes. 

"Do you want to fuck my girlfriend?"

"Yes," I answered with conviction, my cock aching for release after the marathon of rimming I had just performed. 

"Do it," she snapped. "I want to see you fuck her from behind like the dirty little slut she is." 

Mandy giggled at her friend's words, and glanced back with aroused expectation. I swallowed hard and inched my way forward. Kat licked her hand and then reached under Mandy's ass grabbing a hold of my dick as I came closer. As her hand stroked my shaft, coating it with saliva, she used her other hand pulled Mandy's swollen pussy lips apart. As my moved forward, she guided me into her friend's hot, wet cunt. 

"Oooohhhh, yeah," Mandy exclaimed as my dick slid deep inside her. As I bottomed out in her tight, warm hole, Kat reached under to play with my balls. 

"Does his cock feel good baby?" she asked, receiving and emphatic "uh huh," in response. 

Kat then looked up into my eyes, as she gave my balls a firm squeeze. "Fuck her," she ordered.

Mandy's fleshy ass began to quiver as I moved in and out with slow, even thrusts. Kat watched intently with her smouldering eyes as I penetrated her girlfriend. 

"Mmmm, yummy," she purred as my wet cock slipped in and out of Mandy's perfect pussy. "I want to taste it." 

Obeying once again, I pulled my dick out with a horny smile. Kat looked up into my eyes as she opened her mouth and slid her lips down my wet shaft, sucking it clean of Mandy's juices. Licking her lips, she then helped guide it back into her friend's eager pussy. I was trying to maintain my composure as Kat then spread Mandy's ass cheeks apart and resumed her oral assault on her pretty little pink asshole. 

"Would you like to fuck this ass?" she asked, letting a thin string of saliva dribble down onto the irresistible opening. 

"Fuck yes!" I blurted out, my cock now only moving halfway in and out of her pussy to prevent myself from cumming. 

Kat smiled and traced her slender middle finger from my embedded cock up between Mandy's cheeks before running slow, deliberate circles around her tight little ring. Bending her finger slightly she then pushed the tip just inside as Mandy gasped with pleasurable surprise. Kat grinned to herself and licked her lips as more of her thin finger disappeared into the hungry little asshole. 

"What do you think sweetie?" she asked, rotating the digit around inside her ass. "Would you like a nice big cock in your ass tonight?"

'Please say yes!' I thought to myself, feeling Kat's finger pressing against the top of my dick through Mandy's ass. 

"Yesssss," she hissed, her breathing growing shallow and rapid. "Fuck my tight little asshole!"

I took that as a definite invitation and quickly pulled my cock out of her drenched pussy, eyeing her asshole greedily as it hugged Kat's finger. Kat leaned forward taking my dick back into her mouth, once again savouring her friend's juices as she slipped a couple fingers into Mandy's empty pussy. Removing the fingers, she let my cock fall from her mouth, leaving a thin strand of sticky fluid connecting me to her chin. As she smiled up at me, she began coating Mandy's asshole with her own pussy juices, preparing it for the coming onslaught. 

"Don't you have any lube?" I asked, concerned about Mandy's well-being. I had performed anal with lubrication plenty of times, but it definitely made things more difficult. 

"We do have some," Kat explained, pushing her fingers inside Mandy's waiting ass. "But I prefer...natural sources of lube." 

I shrugged my shoulders in compliance. I was in no position to argue. With Mandy's tiny anal opening now slick with spit and pussy fluids, Kat urged me forward as she held her friend's ass cheeks splayed wide. I grasped my shaft with intent as I moved into position, pressing my head against the little pink ring. 

"That's it," Kat, spoke softly as I began to push. "Nice and easy." 

Mandy moaned as her tight butthole slowly opened to accept my slowly thrusting cock. Kat viewed the lewd spectacle from inches away, her mouth agape with amorous wonder. When I was about half way in, she retrieved more of Mandy's juices and ran her fingers around my shaft, wetting the entire length as it passed through the clutching muscular ring. I could tell she definitely knew what she was doing.

"How does it feel?" Kat asked as I started sliding my dick back and forth with small, rhythmic thrusts. 

"So fucking good!" Mandy gasped in response, her face pressed firmly against the carpeted floor. 

"Mmmm, you love having nice hard cock in your ass don't you?"

"Yes! I fucking love it!" 

The girls' sexy banter was really starting to get to me, and I began driving my cock harder into Mandy's accepting ass. 

"Oh fuck yeah!" Kat exclaimed through clenched teeth as she gave her friend's fleshy as a crisp smack. "Fuck that ass. Fuck her hard. That's what she likes. Don't you, you dirty little slut?"

Yessss," Mandy moaned. "I fucking love it. I love getting fucked hard in the ass like a dirty little whore!"

"Come on!" Kat urged, slapping my ass hard and then letting her hand linger there, her fingernails digging into my flesh. "Fuck her harder!"

Again, I increased the pace, pressed on by Kat's sexy orders. I was now sliding almost all the way in and out of Mandy's ass as she quivered and moaned beneath me. She was even pushing back to meet my thrusts, driving her juicy ass into my hips and burying my cock deep inside her. My hands grasped her hips firmly as I pushed forward, mashing my balls against her dripping wet pussy and forcing her flat against the ground. 

"Oh yeahhhhhh," she cried out, her voice muffled by the carpet. She was obviously enjoying the rougher treatment. 

I was almost lost in the incredible sensation of Mandy's asshole clutching my thrusting dick when I felt Kat's presence once again. She had moved behind me, and I felt her delicate but firm hands gripping my ass cheeks as she kissed her way down my lower back. 

"Oh yes," I moaned quietly as I felt her hot wet tongue gliding its way down my ass. 

As I moved one of my legs over Mandy's body, Kat dipped her head down in between my legs, thrusting her tongue against my asshole as her hands pried my muscular cheeks apart. I slowly began fucking Mandy's ass once again, sliding my cock into her tight hole and then receding to feel Kat's little pink tongue sliding stabbing into my ass. I was in heaven. Kat's nimble fingers massaged my balls as she tongued my ass, as if trying to coax the cum from within them. I felt as though I she would be successful, until she suddenly stopped, moving back around in front of me. 

"Take it out," she said, her eyes glazed over with a lustful expression as she reached for my cock. 

Wrapping her fingers around me, she pulled my dick free with a wet 'pop' and shoved it into her hungry mouth, closing her eyes in ecstasy as she sucked it into the back of her throat. As her head bobbed back and forth, Mandy rose back up to her hands and knees looking back at her friend's nasty actions and smiling in response. 

With a sly grin, Kat then placed the head of my cock back at Mandy's tight little opening and used her thumb to push it back inside. Mandy tossed her head back in enjoyment, sending her little blonde braids bouncing off her shoulders as I once again found my pulsing cock submerged in her insatiable asshole. 

"Damn you girls are nasty," I said with a smile, shaking my head in amazement. 

Kat looked up at my, glaring seductively with her dark, penetrating eyes. 

"You love it," she stated confidently as her tongue shot out to lash Mandy's butthole which was once again stretched around my hard, wet shaft. 

"Yes, I do," I responded, nodding in agreement as I watched her run her tongue over my cock as it repeatedly disappeared into her friend's butt.

"I want you to cum all over her ass," Kat said with a sexy snarl as she reached between my legs, stroking her finger over my asshole. 

In and out, my dick glided as Kat continuously lubricated it with her lips and tongue. Her slender fingertip was pushing against my clenched ass, wriggling its way inside. When it was halfway in, she pulled it out, sucked it into her mouth and then returned it to my ass, this time forcing it deep inside with a single, forceful thrust. 

My pelvic muscles contracted and my body quivered uncontrollably, as a sudden orgasm overtook my entire body. I let out an incomprehensible groan before my balls sucked up against me, and a shot of hot cum blasted the inside of Mandy's ass. As I tried to maintain control, I pulled my cock out, sending another stream of white cream arcing into her air to land in between her luscious cheeks, running down to cover her freshly reamed asshole. As I gripped my dick tightly with my hand I took aim, spilling the rest of my load over her ass as Kat smiled with satisfaction. Quickly withdrawing her finger from my ass, she lowered her head and placed her mouth directly over Mandy's red, cum-covered hole, sucking up the cum like a hungry kitten. I sat back and watched in amazement as she licked the tongue from her friend's ass, even jabbing her tongue inside to collect every drop. She then ran her tongue up Mandy's crack, licking up the trickle of fluid that was slowly running downward like a tiny white river. 

Having cleaned her girlfriend's backside of my seed, she grabbed Mandy by the hair, pulling her head back with lustful authority. Like a baby bird, Mandy opened her mouth obediently as Kat parted her lips and let the creamy white liquid pour down onto her waiting tongue. The two then shared a sensual, cum-filled kiss before each pausing to swallow their share of the prize. 

As I sat back in amazement of what had just transpired, my head began to spin. The girls shared a playful giggle and wiped their chins off lovingly before turning their attention back to me. 

"Well, that was fun," Kat said, rising to her feet. "Can I call you a cab?"

I was a little shocked that they wanted me out so soon. 

"Uhhhh," I stammered. "Y...Yeah...sure, I guess." 

"I don't mean to rush you," she explained. "But we kind of have a rule about boys sleeping over."

Mandy smiled but nodded in agreement. 

"Yeah, no problem," I assured as I began to gather my clothes. "So can I get your number or...."

"Actually," Kat snapped, cutting me off. "Why don't you give us yours?"

Again, I was a little confused but gave the girls my number nonetheless. We shared a cordial goodbye before I left the apartment feeling a little strange. Did they just use me?

I shook my head as I walked down the hallway. I wondered if anyone would even believe me if I told them what happened. Then I realized that it didn't even matter. I had just had a night of incredibly filthy sex with two of the hottest girls I had ever met. And even if no one believed me...I knew that it would always be a night to remember. 

The End



A Night to Remember



It started out a casual drink between two friends, a catch-up. Now you are stood in front of the bathroom mirror, contemplating what to do next. You have a moment to think about it, having excused yourself to get out, and your mind floats back to the beginning of the evening and plays events through....

You arrived earlier than expected; pulling up at the Hotel you know I was at. A quick call to me told you that I was not quite finished yet with work, and would be back to get changed in about an hour. 

You check in, and grab yourself a drink before sitting at the bar, considering whether to go to your room or not. The bag you have with you is only small, and would not take long to unpack. A single red dress, cut high on your thighs, some nice underwear to go underneath, and a change into "casual" for the morning after. Those, your toiletries, a bottle of wine (with glass) and your favourite "toy" consist of the small bag sat at your feet. You smile slightly at the last thought, feeling naughty for bringing it with you. At least one of us would not be frustrated at the end of the night you think, and don't feel as bad.

In no rush you order a second wine. It's dry and not the best you have had, but it will do as you steady your nerves slightly. Your phone ring and it's me, I'm even later behind. We agree to just meet in the bar when we are both ready, and you suggest that I txt you when I am good to go. 

You sign and pick up your bag, resigning yourself to go and get ready. The bottle in your bag can be opened, and you can take your time showering and getting ready as I catch up. 

In your room you fling your stuff on the bed, and open your bag. Carefully lifting out the dress (thank god it hasn't creased) you put everything in its place, left with the wine and the toy on your bed. Smiling you put the toy back in your bag, and place it at the bottom of your wardrobe. You pour out a glass of the wine, still chilled from when you bought it earlier that afternoon, and take a sip. Slipping off your top and Jeans, you turn the shower on and adjust it as you wish. Smiling slightly as you slip in, your mind can't help wandering slightly and you are almost tempted to touch yourself and see if it would be as good as it sounded in the email I sent. Sighing you decide not to, not feeling the mood yet, and finish up in minutes clean and wrapped in a towel (that is slightly too small you think). 

Your phone flashes and you pick it up worrying that I am ready before you.

"Are you showered yet?"

You reply quickly, saying you had just got out and were drying off, and a reply comes instantly back

"Did my story come true then?"

"Nope. Considered it, but not in the mood x" you reply.

Within a second your phone flashes again - "Hmm that's a shame. Maybe I can help?"

"How would you do that then?" you send, smiling slightly

"I would tell you how much I am aching to be inside you and how I would make you scream with orgasm as I fucked you all night long".

This takes you back a second. You had thought that maybe the suggestion to help meant this, but as usual you can't help but blush as you read it. The phone vibrates again, another TXT

"Or how I am stroking my hard cock thinking of all the times you have told me how you would suck it and take it all inside you"

This time your mouth drops in pure shock. You feel yourself growing moist down below, and you know that (like usual) I am pushing all the right buttons to make you horny as hell.

You txt back "You are a bad dirty man! Are you really touching yourself?"

Within seconds the reply comes "Yes, but I would find it nicer if you follow suit. Remember the email I sent? Make it true, lie on the bed and play as I send you txt after txt to make you closer and closer"

You consider this. True, I wouldn't know either way, but maybe a little play wouldn't help. You wonder if you should get your toy out, but you decide not to. Yet.

You TXT back saying "Maybe that will work...." and lie back. Thinking of all the previous texts today (there has been quite some!) you find yourself more than in the mood now. You touch yourself gently, allowing one finger to glide up and down your Clitoris slowly as you await your next txt.

Suddenly the phone rings. It is me, but you still stop what you are doing to answer.

You have no time to mutter a hello before I start talking. At first your eyes shoot wide, hearing me say those words you have seen me write for so long shocks you a little. However it is not long before your hands are back down on your pussy, harder and faster now rubbing your clit, from time to time slipping down and entering your wet hole as you arch your back up with the building pressure of your orgasm. You moan as the first one hit's you, and I ask you if you are enjoying yourself. Murmuring a yeah I then tell you it's your turn to help me. 

This time you do get your Toy, it would do no harm to help you keep in spirit as you talk back. The filth out of your own mouth shocks you at first, but the noises I start to make are encouraging and you find yourself working your way back up to your second orgasm. Before you know it you are furiously fucking yourself with your toy, and telling me every inch of detail about it. I groan first as I come, and you are not far behind. Both panting somewhat, you let your hand fall from you and the toy drops to the bed. Silence comes between us, and is only broken when I suggest

"Should we stay here all night? I'm sure I can go again soon, and no doubt you could go right now!"

You laugh and deny me this, saying that you have not come all this way to sit masturbating on the phone to me. That can be done anytime (although we have never done it before), and you want to see me. I agree and put the phone down to get ready, and you lie there staring at the ceiling.

Eventually you stand up, your head twirling slightly. You get dressed and head down to the bar, spotting me sat nonchalantly at a table, ignoring everything around me but you. I smile and you blush slightly, wondering if you look as flustered as I do.

The night passes by with little mention of the previous events, and we both drink a fair bit of wine.

Slowly the talk turns back to filth, and you want to go back to your room to masturbate again. Thoughts of me being here don't help this, and part of you wants me to come and join in.

Eventually last orders are called and we both decide to call it a night. Your head is swirling with thoughts, and before you know it you have invited me to your room for a night-cap.

No sooner than we are through the door our bodies meet, your lips finding mine hungrily and you kiss me passionately. Your body screams for me to touch you and please you, but your mind restrains itself so far. After what seems like an age kissing, you tell me to sit down and pour us both a drink as you go and "freshen up".

Your mind averts back to the present, still sat in the bathroom deciding what to do. Part of you wants me, the part that is currently slipping your dress down to reveal your semi-naked body, only covered by the lace panties you have on. That part of you is fuelled by your experience before, your lust for more and the amount of wine consumed. Taking a big breath you approach the door and open it, your mind set on what you want.

I openly gape as you walk back into the bedroom, and you can see by the bulge in my pants that there is no disappointment in what I see.

You sit down next to me and take a large gulp of the cool wine I have poured. Your nerves are fraying slightly now, but are outweighed still by your desires and needs. 

You slowly turn to look at me, and no sooner do you do you find me kissing you gently. Your wine gets placed down as you throw yourself into the kiss, wave after wave of passion embracing the two of us. You never want it to stop, and as I pull you down on the bed next to me you do so willingly with no regrets.

My hands now move down your body, slowly and gently tracing their way down your neck and across your bosom, gently moving around your nipple, never touching, and down across your stomach. Your body tingles after the path my hands take, Goosebumps forming where seconds before I touched, and you pull yourself closer to me still. Firmly I push you down on the bed, and my lips follow the path that my hands took. This time they bite gently at your neck, moving down around your breasts before gently flicking a nipple with my tongue. All the time my hands move down, and you feel your panties slipping from your hips as I gently remove them.

You groan slightly as I touch your wet pussy with one finger to start with, slowly tracing up and down as I continue to kiss around your stomach. You are already wet, and every time I flit over your clitoris you moan again, body arching towards me wanting more. Suddenly you feel my finger enter you slowly, deeply, and it is all too much. You groan as an orgasm spasms down your body, and again as my lips touch the top of your pussy. Slowly I kiss further down, until you feel me kiss your clitoris gently again and again. All the time my fingers are still working, and you feel the fire of a hard orgasm building as I gently flick then suck your clitoris in my mouth. Wave after wave of ecstasy spill over you now, and your body cannot wait much longer to have me. 

You climax again as I am down there, realising your hands are now pushing my head further and further down, deeper and harder against your body. You briefly decide that it is my turn, and as if I know my kisses start moving back up until they brush across your lips. You taste your come, sweet on my lips, turning you on even more if possible. Slowly you push me back onto my back and unbutton my shirt, removing it when all buttons are undone. You kiss down my chest, and remove my Pants as you reach them. Dropping them off my feet, you feel for what you have yearned for all night, and clasp my penis in your hands. Delicately you kiss him, just the tip at first, but moving your kisses down and up my shaft, following your hands as you gently masturbate me. There is no need to make me any harder, I feel fit to burst already, and as you enter him into your mouth for the first time you hear me groan and taste the little precum that is on the tip. Slowly you work up and down, picking up depth and pace as you do. My hands furiously grip the bed linen and you know before I do that I am ready to come. Suddenly I gasp, and you feel my warm come coat your mouth and slip down your throat. For an instance it feels like my stiffness is slackening, and you despair that it may be all over so soon. However you continue and within seconds I am hard as before, and you are ready for me to take you.

Climbing off my now sweating body, you position yourself on all fours facing away from me. You look at me hungrily, and utter two words.

"Fuck me."

I dutifully comply, and position myself behind you. You feel the tip of my swollen cock touch you and you grind your pussy back as he slowly enters. You feel about to burst as I slowly push him deep inside you, and then slowly take him out.

Slowly we fuck like this, my cock stretching you wider and wider with each thrust. Your body starts numbing and you know that you will scream the hotel down before we have finished. You turn to me and ask for me harder and faster, and I answer by quickly slamming in him deep as he will go. You near scream in pleasure as you feel yourself pushing back against him, and as you look up to talk to me again, I slowly take him out and then plunge him in faster and harder than before. Harder and harder I fuck you, and you start to scream my name, telling me how much you are enjoying my cock inside you.

As you feel yourself coming again you decide that this just isn't enough. You pant for me to stop for a moment, and digging under your bed you pull out your friend and a small bottle of lubrication.

I frown slightly as you insert the vibrator inside you; your eyes rolling as you start fucking yourself fast and hard. There is almost a look of puzzlement about me until I notice that you are now rubbing your fuckable arse up against my hard cock.

Smiling I reach for the lubrication, and rub a bit from the top of my cock down. It glistens from the combination of your come and the lube as I point it at your anal hole, probing forward slightly. Every time the tip starts to insert you scream with pure pleasure and pain into your pillows, and you start to beg me to fuck you, telling me you want both your holes full. I take over with your vibrator to free up your hands, and you start to move your body backwards to meet my cock. Slowly he enters you, and you feel like you are ripping in half, your vibrator fucking your pussy and my hard cock fucking your arse.

Harder, faster you beg and I dutifully do so. My cock is now quickly ramming into your arse, buried by those gorgeous cheeks, the vibrator a blur in my hands as it fucks you far faster than you have ever used it.

You scream as an almightily orgasm shakes over you, head to toe your body screams in fiery orgasm. You feel yourself passing out slightly as I bellow back, a low growl that suggests I too am about to come. 

Somehow you manage some kind of control, and pull me out of you, pushing my hand away. You flip onto your back and motion for my cock to follow up over your breasts. Sitting on top of you, you push from behind my arsecheeks and my cock plunges into your mouth again. You fuck me for a minute like this until you feel me tense, about to orgasm, when you take me out and stroke me up and down furiously. I moan as I come, covering your face and breasts with my hot juice that never seems to stop coming. 

Eventually I stop, and fall down on the bed next to you. You turn into me and kiss me gently, the taste from both our come mingling together in a strange fusion.

Eventually I sigh and you laugh, suggesting that we wake up in a little while to see about doing that again. I agree, and smile as you turn in to fall to sleep on me, a happy man indeed!



A Night to Remember



While I was searching the internet earlier I ran across a picture that sent a jolt of pleasure surging to my clit increasing its already swollen size and sensitivity. I was having a hard time controlling the spasms that wanted to send me into an incredibly hot orgasm. My eyes were glued to the screen savoring the sight that brought back memories of an incredibly hot evening I had several years ago. 

It was a warm summer evening, I was in the shower getting ready for a visit from a couple of old friends. Shelley, Jo and I have know each other for many years. Then it grew to a whole new relationship when I had invited them over one night at the request of my husband (now ex). He wanted to have a threesome and since I couldn't decide which one to ask I asked both. I don't think that it turned out quite like he expected though, it turned out that they were more into women than men, but that is another story I will have to write about later. 

Ever since that night Shelley has been obsessed with my pussy, she cant get enough of it. Every time she comes over she is all over me. It is hard to deny her because she can eat pussy like nobodies business. I cant even count the number of orgasms I have had just during one session with her. It has been over a year since I saw her last, she moved out of state to be closer to her family. So I knew this would be an incredibly hot evening. 

I was just finishing up in the shower, making sure that everything was nice and smooth when the doorbell rang. She was here early. I toweled off real quick and threw on a light summer dress and ran downstairs to open the door. As soon as I opened it she was inside, she put her arms around me and gave me a kiss. She stepped back took a look at me, then with a big smile on her face she said "I caught you in the shower? Does that mean that you don't have anything on under your dress?". I told her yes but we had to wait cause I was expecting Bob to come by. Bob is another friend of mine that has treated me to some of the most incredible masturbation shows I have ever seen. As Shelley reached under my dress she said "So why do we have to wait, he knows what's up and he has wanted to watch us for a long time". Her finger slid between the lips of my pussy and she rubbed lightly on my clit. She made it so hard to say no, besides she was right Bob has made it very well known that catching us together was one of his biggest fantasies while masturbating. 

As she was teasing my clit with one hand Shelley pulled down the front of my dress to expose my breasts. She licked her lips and bent down and sucked my nipple into her mouth. She could do amazing things with that mouth of hers. She had a way of sucking and moving her tongue what drove me wild. She gently pushed me backwards until I fell backwards onto the sofa. Before I could steady myself she had my legs spread and her mouth between them. She started making sounds as if she were eating a gourmet meal. She looked up at me, I couldn't even see her mouth it was covered by the lips of my pussy. After a few minutes she backed off long enough to tell me how much she missed having my pussy in her mouth and she was going to make up for lost time. 

Oh my god she was, she had my clit twice its normal size in no time. I loved to watch her as she ate me out. She was in ecstasy, her eyes were only half way open, like she was in another world. She would suck my clit in-between her lips and suck it in and out. My body was jerking all over from the sensations I was having. I watched her as I was humping her mouth. Grinding my pussy as far as I could on her face. I didn't want to cum yet but I couldn't stop it felt so good besides I knew Shelley and there would be many more to come. I grabbed her head and held it tight as I rubbed my clit all around her mouth, she knew she had me and sucked even harder. I must of cum for five minuets my hips rotating around adding to the suction Shelley had on my clit. At times I could see my clit between the lips of my pussy and her mouth. It was so swollen and hard almost like a small penis. That sent me over the top, I had no control over convulsions my body was having. 

Shelley backed off a little knowing that I would continue to cum as long as she had her lip lock on my clit. She said "Enjoyed that did you? Well you haven't seen anything yet! So catch your breath and then we can get down to business." I knew I was in for it, gasping for air I laid there unable to move. 

Shelley took full advantage and pulled my dress off of me. She leaned over me grabbing a tit in each hand. As she squeezed them together she played with each nipple with her tongue. They were so hard begging for her to suck them into her mouth. God I love having my nipples sucked so much so that if there isn't a mouth available to suck them, I will, but for now she was taking her time enjoying giving me so much pleasure. 

As she sucked on my nipples I caught my breath and felt my clit start to tingle with desire. I reached down and grabbed my plump lips, it feels so good feeling my clit pop back and forth from the pressure of my fingers. I looked up at Shelley and asked her to let me suck on her nipples, I knew she wouldn't let me anywhere near her pussy for quite a while. She pulled her tee shirt over her head and took off her bra. Then she leaned back over me to return to sucking my nipples but this time she did it so hers were right in my face. Her breasts are smaller than mine but she has very suckable nipples. Taking turns with each one I sucked and lightly nibbled them. I could feel Shelley getting turned on, she was sucking harder and harder on my nipples. She told me to nibble a little harder and every now and then she wanted me to flick my tongue on them. 

We heard a car pull up, she looked at me and I said it must be Bob. With that she got up and placed herself back between my legs. Saying that she wanted Bob to catch her eating me out. Shelley knew that she was the best at eating pussy and got off on showing men how good she was. The doorbell rang, we didn't move, it rang again. Then we heard footsteps going away from the door. After a few moments the sliding glass door opened, it was Bob. 

He came around the corner and stopped dead in his tracks. A big smile came to his face and it wasn't hard to miss the big bulge in his jeans. "Well, well what do we have here ladies. Enjoying yourselves are you?". with that he unbuttoned his tight jeans. Bob had a huge cock and when it is hard its straight as an arrow. He took his hand, which isn't small either, and licked it with his tongue. Then he wrapped it around the shaft of his cock and started stroking. He walked over to the chair by the sofa so he could get a better view. He took off his shoes,his jeans and shirt never missing one stroke of his magnificent cock. I get so hot watching Bob masturbate, he is truly a master masturbator. The different strokes he uses, you can see his cock respond to his every touch. His body will spasm and jerk as he strokes away. I get real hot when I see him watch himself and get so turned on that he gasps for air with each spasm he has. 

Boy this is going to be some evening, I have Shelley is doing her best to show Bob what she is doing stopping every so often so he can see how swollen my pussy is and I have Bob showing me how he likes what he sees by giving me the best jerk off show I have ever seen. Oh, I'm on the edge of cumming again but this time I keep it under control. Both Shelley and Bob know this and are trying their best to send me over the edge. 

Bob stopped stroking for a moment as he reached over and took a hold of my tits, pushing them together sucking one nipple then the other. Then he took his fingers pinching and twisting them at the same time. Then he put them to my mouth for me to suck on, he loves watching me as I suck on my own nipples as I hold them to my lips, this is the first time he has held them to my lips for me. He looked down at the view that I had of Shelley sucking on my clit and back at me sucking on my nipples. He let go and got up stroking like mad. 

He went behind Shelley and pulled her pants off. Kneeling behind her he put his dick in her pussy. He pumped it in and out a few times then he laid over beside so his face was even with hers. He started encouraging her to suck harder and faster. Telling her that by the looks of how I was shaking and wiggling my hip around I must be enjoying it. Asking her if my pussy tasted good , if she liked having her mouth between my smooth plump lips. All Shelley could do was turn her head so she could look at him and then she pulled her head back so he got a close up view of my clit as she sucked on it. 

Then he looked up at me I was watching and listening to what they were doing and it was turning me on. He asked me if I liked what Shelley was doing, if it was getting me hot. I told him "Oh my god yes, she already got me off once before you got here". He smiled and said "Oh yeah, she must really love the taste of your pussy". Shelley stopped for a moment and told him that she cant get enough that she could suck it for hours. Bob looked back at me and said "Why don't you show us how much you like it. Your nipples look like they need attention".kI grabbed on to them and started sucking like mad. Shelley looked up at me sucking feverously at one then the ther, every once and a while stopping to run the tip of my tongue around each nipple. I was getting so hot watching them watch me as I watched them. My hips were pumping back and forth. With each pump Shelley would pull her head back playing tug of war with my clit. God it felt so good. 

Bob got back behind Shelley and pulled his dick back so it almost came out of her pussy. He stroked the shaft while the head was still in her hot pussy, then he would put it back in and do it all over again. After a while he got up and told us he wanted to try something, to see if we enjoyed it. He sat down on the rocking chair stroking his huge cock. He told me to come over to him, when I reached him he turned me around and told me to sit down onto his cock. I started to sit, feeling the huge wet head slide between my lips. He started to enter me and it was so big I didn't think it would fit. He said "Fuck, your so tight". He took it slow and it finally went in. He was rocking back and forth in the chair. He told Shelley to suck on my clit as I was riding him. Once Shelley got her mouth on me that was it, I came and came it felt so good. 

Then Bob said it was Shelley's turn so we switched places and I finally got to get my lips on her pussy. We gave Shelley such a working over she was speechless when we were finally done but she still wanted my clit in her mouth. Since I got turned on again taking care of Shelley I was more than happy to let her. Bob had had just about enough and was ready cum. He got behind Shelley again and pumped his shaft against her ass. Just as he was ready to blow, he grabbed it with both hands stroking wildly. He shot his load of cum from along Shelley's back, all over me, to over my head. That set me off and I came again. 

We laid there for a while then Bob asked if we were hungry for something other than each other. Shelley and I both laughed. We got dressed and went to dinner. This was such a hot encounter that I remember every moment of it as I am sure Shelley and Bob do to.



A Night to Remember



Both of us have been invited to a dinner and dancing boat ride. I am so proud to be on the arm of this charming man. You look so sexy in this white suit dark mirrored sun glasses, a little bit of a light beard on your face, a great tan from the Florida sun. Here I am in a blue flowered sun dress, long to the ankles, no panties but you do not know that until later.

Boarding the boat, we are handed glasses of champagne. I watch you as you are carrying this glass like it was a new born baby, very careful not to spill any. I trail behind you a little, holding your hand in mine, watching you walk up the plank. A million things run through my mind. One of them was where I will be able to steal you away to make love to you.

We are at the top of this ship, enjoying the sun setting. I am in front of you. I can feel your arms around my waste. We are very gently swaying with the boat as it flows over the waves. I ask you to sit at one of the tables in the back. You move the chair out for me and I tell you to sit first. It is a cushioned chair, where the arms are wide from the chairs itself. I pick up my dress a little to reveal some "skin" to you. I know now that you will know now the I want you to open your pants as I put my dress around you; we are all the way in the back and no one is watching. We are facing the couples; they are in front of us.

I position myself over you. I direct your already stiff cock into my pussy which is semi wet from just the excitement that people could be watching ( but I know they are not ) It is starting to get dark now, I KNOW that no one will be watching, they are interested in their own experience with their lovers.

I begin to move over you like the waves are moving over the boat. I begin to ride you gently at first like I was on a slow moving horse. I feel your hands on me. I feel you pull me close to you, kissing my neck, softly speaking to me in my ear, you know how I love your voice, its soooooooooo sexy, you are sooo loving.

I know that I could turn this around and make you beg and howl for more BUT it isn't that kind of night, I want you to enjoy every minute of this; I want this to be in your memory one day. I want you to sit back and think of this night.

I do not allow you to "shoot." BUT I have succeeded to cream all over you. I now, have gotten up and you have already fixed yourself to look presentable to the world. We proceed to the dining area.

Drinks, food, tables, people, the band, soft music for dancing, the slight movement of the ship sailing through the water, the breeze of the night, the moon overhead, the laughter from the other room by the bar. 

I am standing, bent over the rail. I feel the structure of your body pressing against mine. I know it is you. I know how your hands feel on my hips as they are pulling my hips towards you. I know how your voice sounds when you want WHAT you want and NOW;I know your touch, but most of all I know how you love me and want to be loved and with this you lead me into a cabin.

On the bed you push me down I see you remove your suit jacket and open your pants, to my surprise YOU aren't wearing any under ware either!! Oh much better I thought; I hear you tell me to remove my dress. Here we are both semi naked and the first thing that is done is the deep throat of your tongue into my throat, entangled with my tongue, long hot wet kisses I feel you touching my breasts and pulling at my nipples to make them as hard as you can get them. Oh, I can feel you getting hard I can hear you talking to me, you know how I love that, love to hear your voice, it makes me cream even when we aren't having sex, even though we are not making love, your voice: on the phone when I talk to you, I try to make you laugh because I am having this thing happening to me right over the phone lines. I hear your voice and you are making me cream RIGHT OVER THE PHONE, so I try to get you to laugh so you don't hear me moan, ever so softly, just over your voice.

And here we are having this passionate love in this cabin bed on this dinner and dancing ship we were invited to. I didn't think anyone was missing us and I didn't think about how we were in this cabin having this intense sex, I could only think about the intense feeling I was getting from you sucking my very hard clit, which was making me grip the bed mattress and the top of your hair, I could only try and not scream REALLY loud, I didn't want the whole ship to hear me yell your name out. 

AND I didn't want to climax yet. I wanted your very hard cock in my mouth, I wanted to put you where I was laying, I wanted you to feel my hot mouth around the head of your tool. I wanted to put both your balls in my mouth, lightly sucking them while my hands roamed all over the rest of your body. My fingers found your mouth, where they went in and you sucked on each one, one at a time and then I found a nipple and played with it for a little while, making it hard. Pulling each one a little soft and then a little hard. I found your chest. I found your thighs, which I love. Them and their structure: I put my hand in yours and squeeze one hand telling you, hoping you would know that I love you.

I began sucking your cock a little harder now; I could feel it grow again in my mouth, which told me your body was ready for the next step.

I LOVE when you are in control. I got up on all fours and allowed you to come into my pussy from behind. I could feel your balls hitting my ass. I could feel you thrusting your cock into me. I was telling you to PUSH HARDER.GIVE IT TO ME ROD.I WANT IT ALL.I can feel you tighten your grip on my hips. I know you are about ready to shoot. OH ROD, I tell you. COME ON BABE GIVE IT TO ME.I, know you are almost there. My pussy is soooo very wet. You are soooo hard. COME ON ROD.FUCK ME.COME ON ROD.DO IT.FUCK ME. The climax was for us both. We both screamed. We both felt the waves of the boat beneath us. We both rocked in each others arms, you kissing the tears from my eyes and cheeks and I telling you how much I LOVE YOU.



A Night To Remember



The ringing phone awoke me as I dozed on the sofa. I glanced at the clock, 3 am. I pressed the answer button and heard your voice on the other end.

"I'm on my way home, you'd better be ready. I'll be back in twenty minutes" 

My cock stirred at the sound of your voice.

"Ok," I replied as you cut the line.

I was ready. I had placed a chair in our walk-in cupboard where I knew I couldn't be seen, but I would be able to see out through the glass door

I went into the kitchen and poured a drink to compose myself. It had been about a month since you had come home with another man's cum over your tits and I had fucked you while I licked it off and you told me how it had got there.

The story of that night had been a regular feature of our sex life since it happened. It also sparked off other fantasies and you were particularly aroused when I told you about my fantasy of watching you being fucked in our bed. You constantly taunted me about how I had licked another man's cum off of your tits.

My fantasy, you decided had to become reality and tonight you had gone off into town to make it happen. I finished my drink and went to get myself comfortable. I picked up the clothes you had discarded before you went out and thought about how you had looked before you left. Your low cut black dress barely containing your ripe tits, your dark hair pulled back with just a few strands hanging sluttily over your face. Your make up consisting of dark eyes and red, red lipstick. I watched as you smoothed your dress down over the tops of your stockings. Your long red nails a contrast to the black fabric. My eyes were drawn further down your legs which were pushed into long black boots which ended in four inch spike heels.

I was pulled back from my reminiscing by the sound of a car pulling up onto the drive. I heard a car door being opened, then the sound of two voices and the front door. Snatches of conversation filtered up to me and then I heard footsteps on the stairs. I took a deep breath and then the bedroom door is pushed open. I draw back further into the dark of the cupboard grateful that we had moved the bed earlier so all of it could be seen from my concealed position.

I get my first glimpse of your new friend. He's younger than you, probably in his mid-twenties, about my height and build, but maybe a bit more toned. His dark hair is cut close to his head and he exudes an air of confidence, a slight cockiness, probably because he's just pulled this horny older woman and he knows he's just about to fuck her.

He pulls you to him and you kiss open mouthed. I see your pink tongue dart into his mouth and watch as your hand finds its way between your bodies and you grab his cock through his jeans. Your hand begins to trace the shape of his cock through his clothes. Your fingers quickly find his zip and you pull it down, your hand disappearing into the 

opening. When your hand appears again it has an erect cock in it. You begin to wank his shaft, slowly at first, your hand travelling right down to the base and his balls and then up to the tip where you run your thumb over the head covering it in precum. He groans audibly as your red nails catch his skin and your hand sweeps down again. This time pausing to cup and squeeze his balls.

I shift uncomfortably in my seat, my own erection threatening to escape from my loose trousers by itself. I take it out and begin to mimic your movements as you wank his cock with more speed now. Your friend breaks your kiss and lowers his head to your cleavage, kissing and licking your breasts, he pulls down the top of your dress and his lips find your nipples exposed above the top of your push up bra.

"That's it. Suck my tits," I hear you tell him loudly. 

He obliges and scoops both your big tits up in his hands pushing your nipples closer together and licking one then the other.

I feast my eyes on the sight. My slutty wife her head thrown back in ecstasy as her tits are mauled and sucked while she expertly wanks the big cock of her new lover. 

Almost simultaneously you both fall back onto the bed and all I can see is two pairs of legs. I lean forward, my pulsing cock in my hand and watch you being pushed onto your back. He pushes the skirt of your dress up to reveal the tops of your black stockings and your skimpy black knickers. He pushes the material to one side and begins to finger your pussy. One finger at first, tracing your lips and then finding your clit where it pauses and flicks the exposed bud. You groan as he does this and urge him to put his fingers into you.

I watch intently as two, then three fingers enter your pussy and he begins to finger you slowly and deliberately. You grab his hand and I hear you moan.

"Faster, more fingers, faster"

He pushes a fourth finger inside you and his thumb finds your clit. Your moans of pleasure fill the air and I watch as you wank his cock as though your life depends on it.

He continues fingering you for a few minutes, all four fingers inside you, his hand a blur as he pounds your pussy. As he does this he dips his head and takes a nipple into his mouth. It's at this point I know your're going to come.

You buck wildly on his hand, any attempt at wanking him off has gone. You begin to shudder and start to scream.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm coming. Keep fingering me. Harder."

As if you can read my mind you push youself up on your elbows and I get to watch you come. Your face is flushed, lipstick smeared around your mouth, your eyes full of satisfaction and pleasure as his fingers finally push you over the edge and you grab his wrist urging his fingers deeper into your pussy.

"That's it, that's so fucking good. Finger me you fucking bastard," you scream.

Finally satisfied you let go of his hand and he takes his fingers out of your gaping cunt and I can see your wet pussy covered in juice.



As he does this you sit up, grab his hand and push his fingers into your mouth and begin to lick your juice from them. It takes all my strength not to groan out loud as I watch you lick his fingers one by one savouring the taste and running your tongue around his finger tips as if it is a miniature cock. I know you can't possibly see me but it is like your eyes lock on mine and you hold my gaze as you lick his fingers clean. When you are satisfied you've cleaned them of all the pussy juice you push him back onto the bed and stand up. You pull your dress over your head and as if remembering the taste run your fingers along your pussy lips before pushing them into your mouth. You stand still for a few seconds the tip of your index finger between your lips. I breathe in sharply at the sight of your legs encased in hold up stockings and ending in four inch spike heel boots, your knickers with visible signs of your orgasm and your big tits and suckable nipples.

You smile, it seems straight at me and then turn your attention back to your friend.

He lies there passive as you remove his shoes, jeans and pants in almost one movement. He kicks off his socks and pulls his shirt over his head.

"I'm going to suck your big cock," you tell him breathlessly. "I'm going to suck you until you come in my mouth and then I'm going to swallow every drop.

His cock twitches in anticipation and satisfied grin crosses his face.

There's no more talk as you begin to kiss his neck and your tongue licks its way down his chest. You pause to bite and suck his nipples, before continuing down to his stomach and the head of his cock. You pick up the shaft and look up at him as you ask him.

"Do you want me to suck you?"

"Yes," he hisses, "Suck my cock, now."

You continue to tease him.

"Do you want to come in my mouth?"

"Fuck yes," he tells you breathlessly

"I'm going to suck you and make you come," you tell him, "When I've sucked you, you are going to fuck me hard and I'm going to come all over your big cock." 

As you tell him this you begin to wank his cock, the head inches from your lips.

"You are going to shoot your come all in my pussy. I want to be full of your come."

This is too much for him and he grabs your hair and pushes your head the last few inches until his cock is in your mouth. 

He lets out an audible gasp as your tongue circles the head of his cock and then you take him in your mouth, your lips going down the shaft until you have taken most of it in. I see your cheeks hollow as you suck hard on his cock and then your lips come back up and you are licking the head of his cock again pushing your tongue into the slit in the top.

Then you really start to suck him, your head moving quickly up and down his shaft. His cock encircled by your deep red lips. The liquid sounds of your sucking reach me and have me squirming uncomfortably, my cock almost painful, begging for release.



He groans as your lips leave his cock and you begin to wank him quickly. Your head swoops down and you begin to lick and suck his spunk filled balls.

"Do you like this," you ask him, "Do you like me sucking your big balls?"

He groans again in reply and you continue running your tongue around his balls, occasionally your head dipping and rimming the entrance to his ass.

"You dirty bitch," he moans, "Lick my asshole."

You duly oblige and then take oneof his balls in your mouth and suck hard. The sound of your sucking is still clearly audible. You lick back up his shaft and ask him sexily.

"Are you going to fuck my married pussy? I wish my husband was here watching me suck your big fat cock."

"Do you think he'd like watching you be a dirty slut? Getting fucked by another man?"

"He'd love it," you tell him, "Watching you pound my pussy." 

As you speak you lower your head to his cock and begin to suck as you wank his shaft into your mouth.

I grip my cock once more and begin to wank again in time to your bobbing head. I know he can't last long in your mouth and sure enough it's only a matter of a minute or so before he gasps, "I'm coming," and grasps the back of your head pushing you down onto his cock. He's coming in your mouth and you suck hard to get every drop out of his twitching cock.

He lets go of your head and relaxes back into the bed satisfied. You sit up and you dribble his come out of your mouth and down your face onto your tits. My hand is a blur on my cock now and my orgasm grips me. My spunk shoots powerfully from my cock and just falls short of the glass door onto the carpet. I smear the remains of the come over the head and shaft of my cock in anticipation at the sucking I am going to get later.

You rub his spunk into your tits and I watch as you bend and begin to lick a glob of sperm that has fallen onto his stomach. At this my cock twitches one last time and I feel a ball of lust in my stomach.

You fall back to the other end of the bed and let out a sigh. You lay back, your legs slightly parted, a self-satisfied look on your face. You lay there relaxing and I watch as his foot finds its way between your legs, his toes exploring your pussy. You shudder as his big toe finds your clit and he begins to rub it softly. He then pushes his foot down and I watch as his big toe disappears between the lips of your wet cunt. You begin to moan softly as he slowly fucks you with his big toe. My cock twitches again at the sight. He continues fucking you with his toe for a few minutes until you can stand it no longer and you grab his foot and tell him to fuck you.



"Fuck me now," you urge him, "Put your big cock in me and make me scream."

He begins to sit up and then kneels over you, his cock in his hand.

"Do you want this?" he teases.

"Yes just get it in me now," you groan. "I want your cock."

He pushes his hips forwards and the head of his cock pauses at the entrance to your pussy. I watch entranced as he begins to rub the head of his cock up and down your wet slit. He stops at your clit and circles it rubbing gently.

"Fuck me," you hiss as you push your hips up and engulf the head of his hard cock.

He gives in and begins to fuck you slowly, pushing his big cock all the way in and then out until only the very tip is buried in your pussy. 

"Fuck me harder," you moan loudly, 

He carries on at the same speed and you groan even louder. Your hands reach around and grab the cheeks of his ass pulling him into you, your nails biting into his flesh.

"Do you want me to fuck you hard?" he asks. "Do you want me to fuck you like a slut?"

"Yes," you almost scream, "Fuck me like a slut."

"You are a slut aren't you? Fucking me in your husband's bed. You're a dirty slut. What would you do if your husband walked in?"

"I'd tell him how much I love your cock and make him watch you fuck me."

He had begun to thrust faster and harder into your pussy now, still pulling right out put then driving his cock back in.

"Fuck, that's it like that," you scream "I'm going to come again, keep fucking me like this. Like a fucking slut."

He pounds your cunt, his cock driving in and out. You wrap your legs around his back the spike heels of your boots cut into his skin.

"Oh, Ohh, fuck me, spunk in my pussy. Shoot your spunk in my pussy" you scream.

He fucks you even faster his orgasm approaching. The speed drives you over the top and you start to come.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I'm coming." you scream, grinding your pussy into his cock.

Your orgasm sets him off and he pushes forward, the force nearly pushing you off the bed and I know he is shooting hot cum deep into your willing cunt.

My cock is stood to attention, harder than ever as I watch you lying back on the bed your pussy full of another man's cock. A just fucked, satisfied look on your face.

Your friend leans back takes his cock out of your dripping pussy and offers it to your mouth, wiping spunk and pussy juice all over your face. Your tongue snakes out and licks lazily at his shrinking cock. You reach over and pop the head into your mouth. You lick his cock clean and run your fingers up and down your spunk filled slit as if to try and push all the spunk back in.

Finally he takes his cock from your mouth and begins to dress quickly. You watch from the bed still playing with your spunky pussy.



"I've got to go," he announces as he pulls on his shoes. "My girlfriend will be back. She'll wonder where I've got to."

"Ok," you tell him, "I need to get some sleep."

You both disappear through the door and I hear your muffled conversation and the bang of the front door.

I emerge from the cupboard and survey the scene. The sheets twisted and stained with evidence of your recent sex. The air is pungent with the heavy smell of sex. I feel you enter the room and turn to see you standing in the doorway. You are wearing a silky robe and you have a cigarette in one hand. Your tits poke through the opening of the robe and my cock twitches at the sight of them. You slide up to me and I feel the warmth of your body as you rub your bare pussy along the top of my leg. Your lips find my ear and you whisper quietly.

"I've got a present for you. My pussy is full of another man's spunk," you whisper, "I want you to lick it out of me."

You step back and put your cigarette between your lips and suck in the smoke sexily.

You fall to your knees and take my cock in your smoky mouth. You lick and suck obviously tasting my spunk. You finish, take another drag of your cigarette and fall back onto the bed. Your robe opens displaying your spunk filled pussy. Your run your fingers up and down the lips, dipping a finger in now and again.

"Lick my pussy," you tell me, and I walk forward. You push your finger into my mouth and I lick it greedily tasting the mixture of spunk and pussy juice.

I lean forward and trace my tongue down your body. I arrive at your crotch and can smell the sex, a mix of both your juices. I lap gently at your swollen lips and inhale the faint tang of sperm. I plunge my tongue into your pussy and begin to lick and suck the fresh juices out of your wet cunt.

"This is what you wanted isn't it?" you whisper "My freshly fucked pussy full of come for you to lick out."

You pull my head into your cunt and I push my tongue deeper in search of spunk.

"That's it," you hiss, "Push your tongue right in my cunt. Make me come."

You push your hips up and my tongue is buried deeper in your pussy. I begin to wriggle my tongue frantically as you pull my head further down circling your hips on my tongue.

"You loved it didn't you, watching another man fuck your slutty wife with his big cock?"

I moaned in reply.

She continued. "And now you get to lick his come out of my pussy. Well we are going to have to do this again cause I fucking loved it. I loved behaving like a complete slut and I loved knowing you were watching me get fucked."

I pushed my tongue deeper seeking the last of your friend's spunk and you began to shudder and shake.

"Keep going, I'm so close. Keep going," You scream

. 

You give a last shudder and you start to come on my tongue, your hands pulling at my hair as you emit a low moan.

"That's it, now fuck me. Come and get your sloppy seconds." She whispered.

I pulled myself up and pushed my cock towards your pussy and took my weight on my hands as I entered you and pushed in to the base of my cock. I built up a steady rhythm withdrawing almost to the tip of my cock and plunging in to the hilt.

"That's it, fuck me," you moaned. "How does it feel being the second cock in my pussy? He fucked me so good."

I loved watching you suck his big cock," I reply. "I liked watching you swallow his spunk."

I began to fuck you harder watching your big tits bounce in the rhythm of my fucking. Your tongue snakes from between your lips and you begin to run it around them sexily.

"Come on shoot your come in my dirty pussy," you hiss. "Come for me."

This drives me over the edge and I thrust forward and begin to shoot my come deep into your sloppy cunt.

"Oh fuck yes, that's it," you scream, pushing your pussy up to engulf my cock as deeply as possible.

I finish coming and roll off you onto the bed and sigh with satisfaction. I lean over and kiss you. "That was great," I tell you.

"I loved it," you reply. "And next I want to be spit roasted. I want to suck your cock while I'm being fucked by a big cock."

My cock twitches and I know that I'm in for a long night.



A Night to Remember



This story is completely true; the chain of events might not be completely right, but I have written it to the best of how I remember it. The characters and Funtime swingers club exist and the club is where and how I have described it. Most of the names are real, the only ones that are not I have said so and provided a name just so as to make the story easier to write (and hopefully read!)



About five months after a very messy separation from my wife of 18 years a friend recommended I tried on-line dating. He had met a really lovely woman on-line and they have been together over a year. The main problem with that suggestion was that I was not really looking to get into a long term relationship. The other problem was that I was not getting much sex either. Not that I had been getting much when I was married, but I was single and things should have improved!

I looked at a few of the dating sites my friend suggested but the women on them were not what I was looking for. Do not misunderstand me, there were a lot of lovely women, but they were looking for their soul mate and I was not. I was looking for some fun. Not one night stands you understand, but nothing permanent either, just some guiltless sex. I have heard it called friends with benefits and I like that, that was exactly what I needed.

Whilst browsing on the internet one evening I saw an advert for a dating website that seemed a little more risqué, so I followed the link and it piqued my interest. I registered for free and browsed a few interesting profiles. Obviously you could not do any more without parting with some money and so I left it at that.

As it happens a couple of weeks later I met a very attractive woman at a bar whilst on an office evening out. She was a couple of years younger than me and was really, really nice. We started meeting a couple of times a week, going for meals, going to the cinema, you know the type of thing, and it all seemed very casual, she did not chase me if I did not call, she was happy to call me and suggest a film or somewhere for dinner and neither of us got stressed if the other could not make it for some reason, perfect. I decided it was time to move on to the next level and broach the subject of going away together for a weekend. BAD mistake! It transpired that she had been abused as a child by a close relative and that her ex-husband repeatedly raped her. She said, understandably, that she did not want to know me like that, so we agreed to stay 'platonic' friends. I, however, was climbing the walls.

That weekend I joined the website and started firing off a few e-mails to several women whose profiles looked interesting, my thinking that the scatter gun aproach should at least get me somewhere. I got a few replies but nothing too promising, mainly women wanting 'saucy e-mails and chat'. Many were already in steady relationships and just wanted to indulge in some horny conversations while their hubby/boyfriend was at work/away. That was fun, and I love a bit of sexy banter as much as the next guy but it was like looking at holiday brochures knowing you do not have any holiday left.

Then I came across a profile that looked very interesting:

DESCRIPTION: Married woman, slim 5'2" blue eyes, looking for lots of guys to give me a bukkake/gangbang. My husband to be present. I don't do CHAT or CAM or ONE to ONE so please only guys who can meet up with me get in touch.

THEY ARE LOOKING FOR: Looking for lots of guys to give me facial/Gangbang NOT into CHAT CAMS or ONE to ONE only get in touch if you can meet up Thanks. I'm having my LAST party Tuesday evening 4th May.

I sent an e-mail telling her I was interested and wondered if it was genuine or just some sort of scam, but sure enough I received a reply the next day and a few e-mails later I had confirmed my attendance and I received an invite to the party.

I must admit I had misgivings and wondered a few times if I really should go. What if I got stage fright in front of the other men there? Her husband was going to be filming it! What if I could not perform? Or, almost as bad, last just thirty seconds and blow my load nowhere near her? Also I am not particularly well endowed at just six inches. I have never had complaints; I like to think what I lack in size I make up for in hardness, staying power and inventiveness.

The clincher was an e-mail that Linda sent saying that at the previous party she had had hundreds of e-mails showing interest, thirty two confirmations and five attendees. After confirming that I would go, I could not back out. I have never been a quitter or let a woman down sexually and I did not intend to start then!

It still nearly went wrong. Unfortunately on the day of the party I had a late afternoon meeting with an important client and ended up having to catch a cab to the venue. The party was being held at a swingers club in Stratford, East London, called Funtime. Doors opened at 7:30 with the party starting at 8:00. Due to my meeting I did not arrive until 7:55, but luckily I was not the last to arrive.

I finally found the place, as the cab driver was useless, and rang the bell. Mike, the club's owner, opened the door and took me through to the reception desk and I completed and signed some paperwork stating I would abide by the club rules. I was then shown upstairs to the bar area and introduced to Jen, Mike's wife, behind the bar. There were several guys and an attractive woman already at the bar chatting. The woman was dressed in a minimalist cowboy outfit consisting of a short, open jacket, a short skirt, fishnet stockings and high heels. She was not wearing a bra and her pert breasts were on show, her nipples being exposed as the jacket swung open every time she moved and to my relief I felt some serious stirrings in my pants! I assumed she was Linda and I introduced myself. She smiled and welcomed me, informing me they were just waiting for one more and then they would get started. She introduced the man behind the bar sitting at a desk with a laptop, who I had initially missed, as Anthony, her husband.

I did not get formally introduced to the other guys, either I had missed the introductions or everyone was a bit coy so I decided not to pursue the matter. I later found that one was called Bill, he was a big Asian guy, and there was Steve, a quiet guy who Linda had met before, the rest I'll make up names for to make the account easier to write. There was Dave, a good looking wiry black guy, then there was Mark, probably in his fifties and carrying quite a bit of extra weight, and finally, the last man in the bar area was a tall foreign sounding guy who had been to the club several times before, I'll call him Nick.

Linda gave Steve and me a guided tour of the club, pointing out all the different types of 'play' areas, some with soft lights and all with differing numbers of double mattresses, depending on how many people each was meant to accommodate, and another with no mattresses but with several restraints and a suspended leather 'love seat'.

As we came to the end of the tour the last man, Bob, arrived, making seven 'guests' in total, and Linda asked us all to go through to the main play room and get ourselves ready and that she would be with us shortly. We all got undressed and put on the masks that Linda had asked us to bring with us and stood waiting, I found it quite a surreal moment, seven naked men stood around a platform with two double mattresses on it, waiting for a woman to be brought in so we could fuck her. I was nervous but tried to hide it and I think the other guys were the same, there was a little conversation about other swinging clubs in London but it seemed a bit forced.

Linda was led in by Anthony, she wore a mask and her hands were tied behind her back. Anthony was fully dressed and had a video camera ready to record the proceedings. Linda scrambled up onto the bed and onto her knees and there was an awkward silence as no one volunteered to go first. A man called Steve to my left was closest to her and he edged toward her and she tried to bend forward to suck him off but he was not hard and it was awkward for her to position herself so that she could get his cock into her mouth. She tried sitting on the edge of the bed but that did not really work either and she realised that being tied was not going to work and she asked for her hands to be untied. I was going to suggest it would work if she knelt on the bed and we all stood on the mattress around her but I was as yet unsure of the dynamic in the room and decided to see what transpired.

No one offered to untie her hands so I leant forward past Steve and loosened the ropes so she could free her hands. She climbed back on the bed and tried again, but had a similar problem even with her hands untied and someone, I think it was either Anthony or Bill, suggested she lay diagonally on the bed with her head at the corner of the mattress so that we could all stand around her, which she did.

There was another pause as no one stepped forward. By this time the 'sex' part of my brain had registered I was going to get a blow job from a sexy, half naked woman who obviously needed some action and my cock stood proudly to attention. I thought 'sod it' and stepped forward and placed my stiff cock in front of her face and she eagerly wrapped her lips around my shaft and started sucking me off.

That broke the ice and the guys closed in and she released my cock and turned and started on the next cock to be presented to her eager mouth. She lay with her arms alongside her body and where I had stepped aside to let Steve have his turn I ended up standing next to where hand her hand was so I lifted it to my cock so she could wank me off as I watched as each man took his turn in fucking her mouth. Steve stood back so I stepped forward again and she turned her head to see whose cock she was wanking then she wrapped her lips around my cock again and wanked me off and played with my balls while she sucked.

Anthony was busy with the video camera and Bill was suggesting different camera positions, he obviously had some experience in this field. I could see Linda was starting to enjoy this now and the atmosphere changed in the room as testosterone and animal lust kicked in.

I reached down and played with Linda's tits, rolling her nipples with my thumb and finger. I stood aside and let someone else access to her mouth and moved my hand to her pussy and started to rub her clit. Dave saw what I was doing and climbed onto the bed on the other side of her and started playing with her tits. I felt wetness starting to lubricate Linda's neat labia and pushed one finger then another into her tight pussy. Bill got onto the bed between Linda's legs and played with her clit and I suggested to Dave that he put one of his fingers inside her with mine and we both finger fucked her while she had one cock in her mouth and one in each hand, one of them being mine.

As each guy had had a turn fucking Linda's hot, expert mouth they then stood aside and carried on wanking while watching the next man enjoying their turn with her, some came over to play with her tits and pussy with one hand while they wanked with the other. It was not long before Mark said that he was cumming and stepped forward and deposited his load over her face, some of it going over her nose and into her eye and making her blink. That started a chain reaction and soon another man was wanking and gushing his seed into her open mouth and over her cheek. I was the fifth to cum and she smiled up at me through half closed eyes as I groaned 'Oh yeah' and came so hard that the first load missed her face completely and sprayed onto the wall before I managed to re-aim and get the next load into her open mouth and then over her nose and onto her forehead. One after another Linda got seven loads in her mouth and over her face and she smiled proudly through the sticky proceeds of her efforts while Anthony got it all on camera.

Bill was last to cum and deposited a load to be proud of all over her face. By that time Mark was semi-hard again and was back for more from Linda's sweet mouth, but he realised he was being a bit optimistic and he had not sufficiently recovered so he stepped back to let her sit up.

Linda asked if we were ready to fuck her yet or if we wanted a breather to recover. At her horny words my cock jerked back up to attention, but some of the others were struggling and suggested a breather. Linda went off to clean herself up and get a drink and the rest of us cleaned ourselves up with the wet wipes and tissues strategically placed around the room.

Linda came back in and asked if we wanted to go for the second scenario that she had sent out on her e-mail, where she played the naughty school girl who was to be given a test and spanked if she got answers wrong, or if we just wanted to go straight to fucking her.

We had a quick straw poll and decided we would go for fucking her so Linda got back up on the bed and a few stepped forward to be sucked back to full attention. I did not need any encouragement in that department, being hard already but I was not going to turn down a blow job and presented my cock to her willing mouth.

After a while of doing the rounds of stiffening cocks Linda asked if anyone was ready to fuck her yet. I did but I did not want to be greedy, it seemed that I was getting the lion's share of the attention already, along with Bill and Dave. We all had another go in Linda's mouth and she asked again if anyone was ready to fuck her, starting to sound a little desperate now, so I suggested she get on all fours and Bill agreed, saying it was a good call and he lay on the bed and she positioned herself between his legs and started to go down on him. I got a condom from the pocket of my trousers and slid it on then climbed up on the bed behind her and placed my now aching, rock hard cock at the entrance to her pussy and slid in. She was lovely and tight on my cock but she was so wet that I slid into the hilt without a problem. I paused a second just enjoying the sensation of her pussy wrapped around my shaft and watching her head bobbing up and down on Bill's thick cock as she sucked him off then I started to slide in and out of her pussy. A few of the guys encouraged me with words like 'Go on, fuck her hard!', ' get right in there' and 'That's it, all the way up to the root!' so not wanting to disappoint I starting fucking her hard, pulling on her hips, feeling my balls swing forward and bang her mons as I drove into her. I thought I would cum too soon if I kept that up and I was also feeling guilty being the only one fucking that gorgeous pussy. I looked round and said 'who's next?' and pulled out and made room for the next guy.

One of the others positioned himself where I had been, but he was having trouble getting fully hard and only just managed to slide into Linda's tight pussy. He made a few thrusts but it was not working for him and he moved away for someone else. No one else was ready so I moved back and carried on enjoying Linda's sweet sex. Bill swapped positions with Dave and slipped a condom on so I reluctantly moved aside and let him take a turn at Linda's willing pussy. Bill and Dave had the biggest cocks there, Dave was the longest, easily eight inches when hard, but Bill's, although shorter was the thickest.

Someone suggested that we changed positions so that Linda could service more than one cock with her mouth so she got on her back and I grabbed her legs and pulled her over to the edge of the mattress where I was standing and thrust my cock hard into her while Nick and Bill knelt either side of her head taking turns fucking her mouth as she turned her head first one way then the other.

We all moved round her like that, taking turns either fucking her pussy or her mouth.

It transpired that Mark and Bob were struggling to get and keep hard again and they decided to call it a day and said their goodbyes. Not long after Steve also decided to go, leaving Dave, Bill, Nick and me to have all the fun with Linda. Linda knelt on the bed and the four of us stood around her taking turns in her mouth or being wanked off but with only two hands and one mouth it meant there was always one bystander.

I suggested that I lay on the bed and Linda mount me in the reverse cowboy position, that way we all got either fucked, sucked or wanked off. I have to say that was one of my favourite parts of the evening with Linda riding my cock and sucking and wanking the other three guys off.

Eventually Linda started run out of steam, bouncing on my cock and wanking or sucking the other three guys off and said she needed a bit of a breather. She got off me and got a drink and walked around a bit but when she came back in I selfishly asked her to resume what she had been doing for a while longer which she did. After a while Dave took over from me and Linda rode him while I got my cock sucked with the other two guys.

Linda had said in her e-mail that she would like to try double penetration, with two cocks in her pussy at the same time, if anyone was willing and Dave and Bill said they would try to do it for her. Bill lay on his back and Linda mounted him in the reverse cowgirl, then she lay back against him and Dave pushed that big cock into her. They fucked her like that for a few strokes but then Bill's cock slipped out of her and because it was uncomfotable fo all concenred they decided not to go for it again. Bill slipped out from beneath Linda and Dave lifted her legs into the 'deep stick' position with her legs on his shoulders and started pounding into her. By now she had been fucking for well over an hour and she started to get cramp and she had to put one leg flat while Dave fucked her By now Nick had also become a spectator and said he too was heading for home.

Linda asked what we would like to do next and Bill said he wanted Linda to suck him off and swallow his load and she agreed so he lay back on the bed and as Dave was not ready to go again yet I slid my cock into her from behind again and started fucking her quite slow but hard so that she could give her attention to Bill's cock. Dave soon got hard again and got on the bed beside us and started wanking whilst watching Linda suck Bill's cock and me fuck her doggy style. Dave came first and moved forward so he could cum in Linda's mouth and on her face, then a couple of minutes later Bill looked up at me and nodded in satisfaction as he emptied his load into Linda's mouth and she swallowed every drop and licked his cock clean.

I withdrew from Linda's pussy and she wiped her face then she sat on the mattress in front of me while I stood beside the bed and she started to suck and wank my cock for her final facial, although I was still rock hard I got the feeling it could be a long time before I was ready to cum again, which was great for me but I was the last man in there apart from Anthony who was still following the action with his camera. Anthony suggested that Linda kneel in front of me and suck me off so she got down on her knees and Anthony got some great close ups of my cock sliding in and out of her mouth. I started to like could feel I might cum and I took over wanking into Linda's mouth while she ran her tongue expertly over and around my glans, but every time I felt the pressure begin to build it faded again.

I would have loved to have carried on fucking and being sucked by Linda until I came, but I also got the sense that the party was over, she was not there for just one guy to fuck her until he was satisfied and so reluctantly I told her it could be a long time before I was ready to shoot that second load and we sort of agreed that we should stop there and we started to clean up.

Linda went for a shower and although I did actually toy with the idea of asking her if I could join her and carry on fucking her in the shower, I decided against it for the same reason for stopping in the first place.




A Night to Remember



Those of us that were left met up at the bar again, Linda now looking very classy and attractive in her work clothes. We all shook hands and Dave, Bill and I exchanged e-mail addresses, agreeing to meet up some time in the future.

Mike ordered a cab for me and I headed for my apartment, thinking about what a great night it had been and that the guys that had said they would attend and then did not had really missed out. With hindsight I certainly don't have any regrets!

Linda and Anthony, if you read this, thank you for the invite and allowing me to share Linda's fantasy. And Linda don't forget that I still owe you at least one load of cum, lol! If you and Anthony fancy having a meal out and then going on to a hotel for a long night of fun as a threesome, please do not hesitate to get in touch, you have my e-mail address and phone number.



A Night to Remember



My name is Mari and I am 40 yrs old, 5'7 with long dark reddish hair, my figure is curvy with 36ff breasts, yes really lol. 

I had met Chris a male friend of the internet a couple of times for some fun and had enjoyed it that much that I wanted more. So here I was sitting at the computer talking to some of my friends asking if they wanted to fulfil another of my fantasies, it was simple I wanted to be fucked senseless until I couldn't move.

Chris was already on board, as he put it he wanted to make sure I was safe and was taken care of, so I just had to find some others who would fit in with my plan. The second one would be jack, he was single 5'10 and a body to die for, he had the loveliest chocolate skin, that made me want to lick him all over. The third was Bill he was 52, 5'11, again a good body, was going slightly gray and had a beard, which I always wanted to stroke my fingers thru. 

So I had arranged to meet them all in the same hotel that Chris and I had our secret meeting on, I wanted to get there before they all turned up so that I could get myself ready and prepared for them, I let myself into the room that I had booked for the night, Chris was meeting the other two in the bar and was going to bring them up. I ran myself a bath placing scented oil into the water and then stepped in, leaning back letting the water flow over me, relaxing my body, its not that I was scared of what was going to happen, but I have to say I was very nervous but also very horny at the thought of having 3 men there to please me. 

I got out my razor and gave myself the once over making sure my pussy was nice and smooth, I could feel my clit swelling slightly but didn't want to touch myself yet, I wanted to save it for them. I got out of the bath and dried myself off, being careful not to touch myself. I reached into my bag and pulled out my short black silk gown and my lace top black hold up stockings and put them on. As I was brushing out my hair I heard the door opening and male voices, which made my stomach do a flip. 

There was a knock on the bathroom door "Hey baby its Chris" so I reached out and opened it letting him in, he looked me in the eyes and said "MMM babe you look good enough to eat" and with that he reached his arms around me pulling me close to him and placing his lips onto mine and kissing me deeply. 

Pushing me back from him slightly he asked if I was ready to meet my other two guests, I looked at him and nodded, taking me by the hand he led me into the room where Jack and Bill were both waiting. Jack walked over to me and placed his hands either side of my face and gave me a light kiss as if to say hello to me, he stepped back and Bill done the same thing, I slide my fingers across his beard feeling it for the first time. 

My stomach was in knots knowing that I was going to have the time of my life here tonight. Chris was the first to speak saying "Guys I don't know about you, but I'm ready to get things started" and with that he walked over to me and placed his lips against mine, pushing his tongue into my mouth and his hands cupping my face, I could see Jack out of the corner of my eye sitting down and watching, while Bill walks up behind me and starts to kiss across the back of my neck, while his hands stroke across my back. 

I reach my hands to Chris and start to unbutton his shirt, pulling it off him, then stroking my fingers over his chest. He then pulls away and motions for Jack to take his place, Chris stood at the side of us and I could see that he was stripping down to his boxers. Jack's mouth found mine and he starts to kiss me deeply, I reach my hands to him and start to pull his top off, wanting to see his body. I break the kiss and pull his top over his head and I reach my mouth forward and start to kiss across his chest.

Bill moves from behind me and starts to undress, also to just his boxers, I can see the sprinkling of hair running across his chest as his shirt falls to the ground. Jack then pulls away from me so that he can undress as well, while he is doing this Chris and Bill walk back to me standing either side of me, a hand of each stroking across my back, there mouths on my ears and my neck licking and biting against me gently. 

Jack comes over to the front of me and pulls my robe open, placing his hands over my breasts, his fingers flicking against my nipples. Chris and Bill grab either side of my robe and pull it off me till it falls on the floor. I have 6 hands stroking over me, my back, breasts and also my ass. Jack leans forward and takes one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking it gently and lightly grazing it with his teeth. I was in heaven already, my body having all these different areas touched, was making my pussy ache.

They must have sensed this because I could feel myself being pushed back slowly to the bed until I could feel it at the back of my knees, then all I could do was sit down. Jack was now kneeling between my legs, stroking up my thighs and then kissing where his hands had just been. Chris and Bill were standing at the side of me still stroking and kissing me all over, they both took a hold of a breast each and started to tease on the nipple with there fingers. 

I reached a hand out either side of me until I could feel Chris and Bill's hard cocks, reaching my hands into there boxers and pulling them out and I begin to stroke them. Jack opens my legs wide and starts to stoke his hand against my pussy lips, opening them, I feel his mouth against me and then his tongue sliding in between my lips till he finds my clit, his fingers slide across my opening before pushing into me. 

My body is on fire and I could feel Chris and Bill moving up the bed, pulling me up at the same time, pushing me back so that I am laying down, jack lifts my legs up so he has better access, Chris and Bill take a hold of a leg each opening me wide for Jack's assault on my pussy. I feel his lips wrap around my clit sucking it into his mouth. I reach for Chris's boxers and pull them down and then do the same to Bill, placing my hands back onto there cocks stroking them, they move further up to the bed closer to my mouth, I pull them to me and start to use my tongue and my lips on them, taking turns on each of them. 

Jack begins to fuck me faster with his fingers and his mouth, making me moan louder around the cock in my mouth, causing vibrations to travel up and down there shaft. I could feel my body begin to shake and I knew that I was going to cum soon, making me suck harder on the cock, while stroking faster on the other. Then it happens and my whole body arches of the bed as I begin to scream in orgasmic bliss. 

Jack stands u and drops his boxers, taking his cock in his hand he slides it over me, teasing my swollen clit before pushing himself deep into me, stretching me, making me lift my hips up to meet him. My legs dropping down onto his shoulders as he begins to fuck me, slow but deep. I go back to sucking each cock in turn, taking them deep into my mouth, wrapping my tongue around them, there hands still on my nipples pulling at them, as I feel Jack's cock deep into my now soaked pussy. 

Jack moves his hand to my clit and starts to stroke across me, my moans filling the roam, letting them know just how much I am enjoying this. Jack pulls out of me and Chris and Bill pull themselves away from my mouth. There hands on my turning me around so that I am on my knees. Chris lays down on the bed beside me and pulls me on top of him, sliding his cock into my pussy, moving in and out slowly. Jack appears at my head and places his cock at my mouth, I open wide and let him push himself in so that I can taste myself off him. 

Bill moves down to the bottom of the bed and I feel his hands stroking across my ass, feeling him pouring some oil over me and letting it run down the crease of my cheeks. Chris starts to move faster in me, as I take Jack deep into my mouth sucking and licking on him, then I feel Bill push a finger into my ass, letting it slide in slowly stretching me till he gets two fingers into me. He moves behind me while Chris stays deep in me, I can feel Bills cock head pushing against me, finding a little resistance to start with, but he is slow and gentle and gets further in, going in inch by inch until he is deep in my ass. He begins to move in and out of me and Chris does the same and I feel completely full, my pussy, ass and mouth getting fucked at the same time, the feelings send me over the edge again and I shudder around the 3 of them. 

All three of them move in and out of me, pounding me faster. Jack places his hands at the back of my head and start to push his cock into my mouth. Chris and Bill are both moving faster and faster into me, in time with each other, I buck between the two of them as much as I can, while I keep my mouth open for jacks cock as he pushes it into me. I hear Bill groan and feel him filling my ass with his cum, shooting it deep inside me and filling me up. He pulls out and Jack moves from my mouth to my ass and pushes straight in, fucking me hard. Bill offers me his cock to clean which I take in my mouth sucking and licking all his cum of him. 

Bill moves to sit on the chair taking his cock into his hand and stoking it slowly. Jack pulls out my ass and offers it back to my mouth, I let him slide in as Chris begins to really buck under me, hammering my pussy hard and deep with his cock. Jack groans and I feel his cock twitch in my mouth, then feel his cum shooting deep into my throat as I swallow as much as I can. Chris starts to fuck me as hard as he can and I can feel his cock begin to swell in me. I lift myself off him and take him deep into my mouth and start to suck him hard and fast with my mouth, then he shoots his load into my throat as well, feeling it running down my throat as I swallow it. 

Jack is stroking himself and as I look over at Bill I can see him getting hard again, I motion for him to come over to me and I get him to lie on his back, I straddle his face pushing my pussy down onto his mouth, as I lean forward and take his cock in my mouth, licking and sucking all around him, taking him deep. I can feel Bills mouth on my clit sucking it with his lips. Jack and Chris are both stroking themselves as Bill really goes to town on my pussy, licking me all over. Making me grind down hard, sliding myself over his face as I take his cock deeper into my mouth, wrapping my tongue around his shaft while I slide up and down. 

Bill pushes 2 fingers into me and fucks me hard with them and my body explodes again, shuddering and shaking above him, moaning around his cock in my mouth. I move off his mouth and slide down his body and taking a hold of his cock I slide it deep into my pussy. Chris and Jack come and stand either side of my head and I start to suck and stroke on them as Bill grabs my hips and helps me raise up and down on his cock, licking and sucking around each cock then moving down to the balls to tease them a little. 

Bill lifts me up and takes his cock out of my pussy and slips into my ass, pounding it hard. Jack moves in between my legs and lifting them up slips into my pussy pushing hard and deep into me. Chris moves so I can pay all my attention to his cock, licking all over his balls and shaft before taking him deep into my mouth, he grabs my hair and starts to fuck my mouth, pushing his cock in deep. 

Bill and jack start getting into a rhythm, both fucking me hard and deep as I start to cum again really hard this time, my whole body is shuddering in ecstasy, while wave after wave of pleasure runs thru me. Jack and Bill pull themselves out of me and all three kneel over me and start to stroke hard and fast, Bill is first to cum and hits me across my breasts, then Jack adding to Bills load. Chris begins to shoot his load over my mouth and then down over my breasts. I take one in turn into my mouth cleaning there cocks off. 

I then lift my breasts up towards my mouth, licking what I can reach and scooping the rest up with my fingers, then licking it off them. Each of them lean in to give me a kiss before we all collapse on the bed. Well for a couple of hours anyway until we all get some energy back and start all over again. 

It defiantly was a night to remember!!



A Night to Remember



I have always had a strong fetish for stockings, garters, sheer panties, heels and other sexy lingerie. I've always required my women to dress this way for me. Even when I walk through the lingerie section in a department store or Fredrick's and I can't help but want to look at the panties and stockings, I want to feel and touch everything and I become aroused. 

Well, a few years ago, I dated a very sexy women that loved lingerie and she was also very kinky. She was bi, loved to be in control (gentle...nothing harsh) and one night when we got back to her place she told me she was going to make me a women, her women so I agreed. She made me take all my cloths off and then she put stockings on me and at that very moment I became rock hard as well as embarrassed. She just smiled, she then put her garter belt and panties on me and told me to model for her. 

I felt so sexy and at that moment I actually felt somewhat feminine. She took a dildo out and made me kneel in front of her and suck her cock, touching my face with it and telling me I was a little bitch and she was going to fuck me and make me a women. I was a little scared but at the same time I was so excited and wanted this. 

She had me get on all fours on the bed, she got behind me and pulled my panties aside. She gently pulled on my balls from behind and it hurt at first but the little jabs of pain I felt shoot up inside of me felt so good and was a turn on for me. She continued to roll my balls around in her hand as she pulled them back towards her and then I began to move my ass back as if it were natural and I wanted a cock in me. She knew this and then she inserted her finger in my ass and I just loved it. 

I pushed back to great her finger so that it would go deep and then she stuck two fingers in me. She was hot and enjoyed every minute of this while making me tell her how nice it was to be dressed as a women and being controlled like a women. And I did love it. 

She kept asking me if I want a cock in me and finally I could not resist and then I begged her to fuck me. Her dildo was not small, she put the head of her cock against my ass and at that point it was natural as I pushed my ass up and back and then it went in me. It hurt but she would not stop and then the big cock was all the way in me and I almost came at that point. She fucked me and made me beg for her cock and then she made me lay down on my stomach with the dildo deep in me and she got on top of me and pumped me like a man would fuck a women. Not even touching my cock I became so aroused that I shot the biggest load ever and then she made me lick my cum. WELL, 

THIS IS WHERE IT ALL STARTED......................................

We broke up not to long after that and then I knew I was hooked on this. A couple of years went by and I wanted to dress so bad but could not find a women that understood this. Finally, I began acquiring lingerie, stockings, mini's, heels, a wig and so on. I found a look that I liked and worked on it. I shave my cock, balls, ass and sometimes my legs (winter time). When I begin to dress something happens to me that is hard to explain. I begin to feel feminine and erotic, and can even cum without touching myself. It is something mental and very powerful. I've been out dressed a few times just driving around and never out of my car and was very frightened of what would happen if my car broke down or I was pulled over but so far that has not happened. 

THE TIME CAME TO TEST THE WATERS............................

One night I was out for happy hour with business associates and friends. When I came home I was so horny and then I decided to go for it. It was late (midnight). I dressed very sexy. I wore black silk stockings, black heels, garter belt, short tight spandex mini with lace on the bottom of the skirt, black turtle neck, wig, and make up. I looked good even though one could tell I was a man. 

By this time it was about 1 a.m. I got in my car and drove to the Adult Theater and damn did it feel so sexy doing so. Just the feeling of my car's leather seats against my stockings and panty's, as well as seeing my skirt pulled up to my crotch was such a turn on....I was wet. Once I arrived, and after a few minutes in the parking lot collecting my nerve, I went inside. It was very bright and three men just stood there looking at me. I asked the man behind the counter if I could go in the theater and he said sure and did not even charge me. Well this was it, now or never. I started towards the theater and I knew at that moment I was all women or at least felt so, and on my way to losing my virginity. 

Although it was not that crowded, maybe 10 to 15 guys and a couple of girls, the moment I got upstairs and in the bright lights guys started to follow me everywhere I went. I was excited but scared all at the same time. I went into the big theater and sat in the back row. There was a black gentleman who came up and sat to my right, and an older (60's) gentleman (banker) that sat down on my left. I liked him. He was wearing a wedding ring, was attractive, white button down and silk tie and for some reason I felt safe with him. As I sat there, my skirt, being very short, pulled up to my panties and both men could see my stocking tops and garters, and my cock through my pantys. The black guy took out his cock and looked into my eyes. His cock was long and thick, and then he started to rub my stockings while he stroked his cock. The banker just gently caressed my left leg inner thigh occasionally touching my panties and cock. I reached over and gently stroked the black mans cock and it felt so good. I just naturally new what to do as if I were a women. The banker turned me on, hell they both turned me on. His touch was gently but masculine. He leaned over to whisper in my ear and told me he was attracted to me, and asked if I would like to go into one of the smaller rooms that had a lock on the door and a couch, I quickly agreed. I walked in first, he came in behind me, closed and locked the door, put money in the video machine and I sat on the leather couch, and it felt so good on my stockings and ass. 

He sat down next to me, told me about himself while he played with me legs. At this point he took out his cock and I was stunned. It was about 7" or 8" long but it was so thick. He looked in my eyes and told me I was very sexy and he was attracted to me. At that moment I became very soft and feminine, and told him I felt the same way. I just knew what to do at that point. I got up and knelt in front of him and began licking his cock and gently massaging his thick balls. I was so excited to know that I, a man, dressed as a sexy slut made this guy so hot, excited, and truly wanting me. 

I took his cock in my mouth and made love to the head. I kissed it, sucked it, rubbed it on my cheek and then he could not stand no more. He stood up, made me stand up, he pulled me next to him tight, hugged me and kissed my forehead. Once again and very naturally I lowered my hand to take hold of his large, thick, rock hard cock. I wanted him! He continued to hold me and I layed my head against his chest. He held me in a very loving manner. He turned me around, rubbed his hands all over my ass, then lifted my skirt and slid his hard cock between my legs. I loved every minute of this. His cock was hard, warm and pre-cum dripping and at this point I just wanted him deep inside me. I wanted him to make me a women, his women. 

He asked me to kneel on the couch and I did as instructed. I knelt on the couch, gripping the back of the couch with my hands and laying my head on the back of the couch in total anticipation of what was about to happen and I wanted it so bad. He rubbed my stockings and inner thighs. He pulled my sheer black panties aside and let my cock and balls out. He gently pulled my balls just a little and the stroked my cock and I began to moan. He liked the fact that I was so wet. I asked him to stop because I could cum any second. He played with my ass, grinding himself against me. He then made my ass wet and eased one of his big fingers in me. He asked me if I liked it and I said please don't stop. He worked my ass for a while longer and I knew his big cock was going to hurt but I did not care, as I just wanted him to fuck me. 

My legs were beginning to tremble and then I felt him gently slap my ass and grip it in a controlling manner that almost made me cum at that very moment. I started to gyrate my ass and push it up and back as if I were saying to him to please stick your big cock in me and fuck me. And at that very moment I felt his cock pushing against my opening. He leaned over me and up to my ear, put his hands on top of mine and whispered in my ear, would you like me to fuck you? I melted at that very moment and said please fuck me and make me your girl. He spread my ass open, added more saliva and then I felt the head of his cock pushing against my hole. He was too big and it hurt. I told him I could not take him. He was gentle and said he would not hurt me and to just relax. Then he pushed again and his head went in my tight ass. It hurt and I gripped the back of the couch and begged him to stop. He leaned back over me and said honey, I need to be deep in my girl and then he gently pushed and god it hurt but only for a moment longer. 

At that point I felt his big cock all the way in me and I knew I was his, all his, he was making me his girl. I just relaxed, legs trembling and then it did not hurt any longer. I pushed my ass back to take all of him, I wanted him to know I was all his. He gripped both sides of my ass and began pumping me with gentle, long, deep controlling strokes all the time telling me that I was now his girl. I loved it! He began to gently slap my ass and asking me to tell him what I wanted. I told him, baby I love your big cock, please fuck me deep and make me yours. Baby, I need to feel your big cock all the way in me and I want to feel your hot cum shoot inside me, please baby, fuck me deep and hard and make me your girl. I was so fucking excited as he continued to fill me with his manhood and without touching my own cock and balls or without him touching me, I just started cumming like never before. He was pleased and said he knew how to excite his girl. 

IT WAS NOW TIME....................

He put his hands on my shoulders and pulled me back as he pushed his big cock deep in me. I arched my back as he pulled me closer to him to ensure every inch of his big thick cock was deep in me. Then he gripped my ass and pulled my ass hard against him and he let out a low moan and I felt his cock twitch. Then I felt hot spirts inside me as he started to cum. As I felt him cumming inside me I just knew what to say.........baby cum for me, cum deep inside me baby and make me your bitch, make me your girl, make me yours! I then reached back between my legs, cupped his big balls and began to massage them, and I loved the way he groaned as I did this and told him I was his girl whenever he needed me, and I squeezed every last drop of cum from his cock. 

It was the most exciting night I ever had! 



A Night to Remember



PREFACE

I kept my female alter ego (Nicole) a closely guarded secret from my wife for over 15 years of our marriage. I've always enjoyed exploring my feminine side from a more realistic sense -- most cross dressers I met try to wear skimpy outfits and stockings that only a handful of genetic women could wear and look good in. Instead, I always tried to present Nicole in more of a real sense as a genetic woman would present herself. After finally gathering the courage to share my secret, I learned that my wife had a rather kinky side as well and enjoys pushing the limits and taking Nicole to all new levels.

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It was finally Friday; it had been a very long week. I work from home and just logged in and started my day. As I moved forward into my tasks, my mind wandered forward; thinking of finishing the day and the weekend ahead. Originally, I had thought the evening would be rather uneventful -- much the same shit, different day. That changed upon receiving a text message from my wife, "Can Nicole play tonight?"

Almost immediately, the thought of transforming into Nicole made my cock start to stand in attention. I sent a text back to her, "Of course!" Almost fully erect I couldn't resist but to rub myself through my jeans. 

It wasn't long before I got another text telling me, "Good! I've got plans for Nicole tonight." Reading that made me just all the more excited in anticipation of what she had in store. 

I found it hard to focus on my work for the rest of the day. My mind kept wandering to dressing for the evening and the fun to come. As the day progressed I decided on the outfit I wanted to wear tonight. 

As my work day came to an end, I knew it was time to get moving to get ready. My wife and I pretty much work the same hours -- only she works in a downtown office building, Since she has to fight the afternoon traffic, I have a little over an hour or so to get ready before she arrives home.

I move toward the bathroom and get into the shower. I quickly wash and shave my body; I towel off and then give my face a very close shave. 

I move back to our bedroom and proceed to get dressed. Realistically, I'm not in the best shape of my life anymore, so I've found that I like the help of a body shaper in lieu of panties and a bra to make a more convincing Nicole. I slide my legs into the body shaper and work it up my body, slipping my arms through the straps and letting them rest on my shoulders. I love the snug feeling of body shaper -- it does wonders keeping my cock nicely hidden. I slide my breast forms into the cups and now have a nice C size rack and the shaper is now almost like a form of bondage in itself, feeling every move I make all over my torso and in my crotch.

Then I slide some tan pantyhose up my clean shaven legs. I love the feel of the nylon on my hairless legs -- I glance down to admire my sexy pantyhose encased legs. Legs are very much my trigger and I can feel my cock straining to stand in attention. However, it was no match for the body shaper prison that contained it.

Mesmerized by the soft feel of the nylon on my legs, I start to rub my cock through material of its prison. I was very turned on, just about ready to release my cock from its confines when I happened to glance at the clock -- I panicked when I saw I was down to only 20 minutes or so. 

I pulled on a red turtle neck with ¾ length sleeves. I glanced down and admired the way the top fit my breasts -- the way it perfectly shaped to them; you'd never know they weren't real. I then stepped into a black pencil skirt and pulled up to my waist. I tucked the turtle neck into the waistband of my skirt; then neatly bloused my top over my waistband. I decided to also slip on a black sweater with a square neckline that even further complimented my breasts and softened my broad shoulders. Lastly, I stepped into respectful 3 inch black sling-back heels. 

I looked at the clock again, 12 minutes remaining. Frantically, I moved to the vanity to start my makeup. I no sooner sat down and my phone chimed of a new message received; it was from my wife. Luck was on my side; a bad accident had snarled traffic and she would be delayed a good half hour or longer. Now more relaxed that I had time to spare, I again started my make up routine. 

I first applied my concealer as my beard cover. I then moved on to my foundation, followed by my blush. Next I moved on to my eyes -- I carefully applied eyeliner, mascara, and lastly my eye shadow. Lastly I outlined my lips with a lip pencil, and then proceeded to fill them in.

I glanced in the mirror. Staring back at me was a pretty woman, except she looked like she had recently had chemotherapy and lost most of her hair. With that realization, I grabbed a shoulder length brunette wig that was styled in a bob cut. I looked at the mirror again -- the transformation was finally complete and I grew hard while looking at the pretty woman smiling back at me in the mirror.

I could have easily released my cock from its prison and stroked myself off right there. However, looking at the clock and seeing another half hour had slipped past; being on borrowed time already with not much time remaining, I didn't have time to pleasure myself -- I had to finish getting ready for the evening.

Knowing my wife would likely be tense from the lengthy commute, I grabbed a bottle of wine from the pantry and a couple glasses. I lit some candles in the living room and poured some wine for her in anticipation of her arrival.

Moving around the house was such a thrill. Feeling the hem of my skirt brush against my thighs was exhilarating as I moved around. I relished the feel of the weight that hung off my chest with my breasts slightly bouncing in the cups of my body shaper. It was all a huge turn on. 

I took a seat on the couch running my hand up my nylon clad leg feeling my cock rock hard in its prison. I was getting lost in the sensations.

I was then brought back to reality when I was startled by the door opening. My wife walked in. I could tell right away she was tense from the commute when she dropped her purse on the bench in the entry way. I rose to my feet just as she rounded the corner into the living room. I can tell her tension had dropped a notch when she saw me; suddenly the stresses of the work day were gone and she got a twinkle in her eye remembering the plan she had. 

I humbly walked to her and led her to the couch to sit and relax. She sat down, kicked off her pumps and accepted the glass of wine I had poured for her. As she sipped the wine, I knelt in front of her and gently massaged her tired feet. Before long, the wine was kicking in and I could tell she was becoming very relaxed. 

I then proceeded to move to the kitchen to prepare our dinner. When it was finished cooking we sat at the table and enjoyed our food. After we were finished eating we moved back to the living room to the couch were we cuddled for a little while watching some TV. 

Soon I found her hand resting on my knee. She slowly started sliding it up my thigh under the hem of my skirt. I could feel my cock come to life, straining against the body shaper. Before I knew it, we were exploring each other's body with our hands. I had just slid my hand to the waistband of her slacks and tried sliding it down it when she stopped me. "No, you're not going there tonight; I've got other plans for you..." With that she grabbed my hand and led me back to our bedroom. 

Once in the bedroom, she positioned me at the foot of the bed -- standing and facing her. She opened a drawer of the dresser and pulled out a ring gag she must have planted there sometime last night. Ordering me to open up, she inserted the ring and spun me around feeding strap through the D rings behind my head. She cinched it up pretty tight forcing my mouth open -- she then gave it an extra tug just for good measure ensuring I wouldn't be able to slip it out of my mouth. 

She then turned me back around to face her. She backed me up against the edge of the bed, forcing me to sit. She was now straddling my lap pushing me back making me lie down. She moved off to one side and started running her hand up under the hem of my skirt on my inner thigh. I was completely lost in the arousal that it created; especially when her hand reached my cock and started rubbing it through its prison. So lost in the arousal, that I hadn't even noticed that while she was teasing me with one hand, her other hand guided a loop around my right wrist. She cinched it tight and I was tethered to the leg of the bed frame. I had just snapped to the realization of what had just happened when she quickly grabbed my other hand and cinched another loop she had waiting around it -- I then found it too tethered to the leg of bed frame on the opposite side.. 

I now lay there on the bed with my arms spread out with each wrist tethered; my mouth is gaping wide open by that ring gag cinched behind my head. As I lay there, I squirm a little against my restraints with no avail. In the process of testing my binds, I shift my torso a little and am reminded of my breast as their weight shift in their cups. My attention then shifts to feeling my nylon clad legs, still free of restraints.

Coming to harsh reality of my situation, I look up at my wife. My blue eyes, magnified by the eye makeup pleading for her to please have mercy on me... She gave me an icy cold stare back, snickered evilly, and headed out to the living room leaving me bound to the bed. Obviously very content with how her plan was playing out.

I heard her pick up the phone and call someone, "Hey, the bitch is ready for you." I felt my blood run cold with those words. I knew I was 'the bitch.' My mind raced with trying to rationalize who she called. 

After what seemed like an eternity, there was a knock at the door. I heard a male voice talking to my wife. I couldn't make out the conversation despite my best efforts. Soon I heard my wife and this unknown man moving down the hall towards the bedroom. My heartbeat raced; my eyes were as wide as they could become in the shock of my predicament. My wife walked in first. Seeing the horrified look on my face, my eyes as big as saucers emphasized by the eyeliner, she giggled gleefully a little. "There's someone here to see you Nicole."

With those words a man I've never seen before entered the room. I'm sure the look on my face was that of sheer terror; it was confirmed when my wife stroked my cheek and softly told me, "There's no need to worry. I know you like it when I play with the strap-on, you haven't experienced anything until you feel a real cock up inside you. Charles isn't going to hurt you; he's just going to show you what love is like from the female perspective. For your own reassurance that you'll be safe, I'm just going to stand over here and watch." 

She stepped back and Charles stepped towards the bed. My terrified look shifted from my wife to Charles then back to my wife pleading with my eyes. She just smiled and laughed. I looked back at Charles and tugged again at my restraints -- this time more desperate. When they didn't budge, I knew I was in for whatever he had in store for me.

He reached his hand down and touched my nylon clad leg. I jolted at the first feeling of him touching me. His hand was warm and strong. He forcibly held my leg down on the bed until I relaxed. My cock started to stir to life. His hand traveled up my leg until he was soon at the hem of my skirt. I was still quivering a little in fear. His hand continued up my torso until it found my breasts. Soon his other hand joined in fondling my breasts through the sweater. 

He leaned in and gave me a couple small pecks on my neck. They were soft pecks and felt very enjoyable. Soon I felt myself relaxing to the point of positioning my head to give him better access to my neck. My cock was now fully engorged forcing against its prison. 

Meanwhile, still fondling my breasts, one of his hands ventured back down my torso to my nylon clad leg just beneath the hem of my skirt. His hand slowly slid upward under the hem. It didn't even faze me, I was too far lost into the sensations I was experiencing for the first time. 

Sure my wife and I played before; I've felt her peck my neck, fondle my breasts, and even run her hand up my nylon clad leg before. But this time it was completely different. The hand doing the wandering was much stronger than that of my wife's. In addition, the pecks on my neck were from much rougher lips: strong, powerful lips. 

As his hand slid up under the hem of my skirt, I didn't care anymore; I was too engrossed in the feelings to have any reservations for my dignity. I spread my legs apart giving him full access to my crotch.

His hand continued rubbing alternating between my inner thigh and my cock. I desperately wanted my cock to be freed and jerked off. He then tore the crotch of my panty hose and unhooked the crotch hooks of my body shaper freeing my cock. I was in heaven thinking I was going to get a release -- only he didn't pay any attention to my cock. Instead, I felt his hand move towards my ass. He softly pushed a finger up against my sphincter like he was going to insert it. He then moved it away just as quick as he found my glory hole.

That's all it took.... I knew I wanted to be fucked by this man. His finger returned, this time cold and slippery. Again he pushed it against my sphincter. This time it slid past with ease. I was in heaven, completely lost in the sensations. 

Then Charles pulled his finger out and I heard him take off his clothes. I was too lost in the moment with my eyes closed to even look at his body. I didn't care; I just wanted this man to fuck me. 

Soon I felt him move onto the bed kneeling between my legs. He grabbed my legs and lifted them up resting them on his shoulders. I cracked open my eyes to see a pair of nylon clad legs in the air with sling-back heels on the feet -- that in itself was very arousing. Knowing those were my sexy legs was all the more exciting.

Up until this time I had completely gotten lost in the moment and totally forgot about my wife also in the room... I looked over and saw her eyes glued to the scene unfolding on the bed. She was fingering herself, enjoying the show. With that I closed my eyes again waiting for whatever was to come next. 

I then felt the head of his cock pressing up to my ass. He was slowly pushing it forward to gain access. Soon, my sphincter relaxed and he slid in. I winced like a little girl at the pain; but soon the pain subsided and I wanted it in me more. I slowly moved my hips towards him as a signal to proceed. He received the message loud and clear as he pushed himself into me. He felt good inside, I felt full and loved the feeling of his cock deep inside me. He then started pushing in even further, thrusting his cock into me as hard as he could. I could feel his balls slap my ass, and he'd inch in a little further with each thrust.

It must have been a huge turn on for my wife. I was still being fucked when I felt her climb up on the bed, straddling her legs on each side of my head, lowering her crotch down to my open mouth, thanks to the ring gag she had thought of putting on me prior. 

I really didn't have to do anything. She lowered herself down onto my open mouth, grinding her pelvis on my face. I was face fucking my wife as an extension of Charles while he was thrusting into me. 

I felt Charles' cock enlarge, deeply embedded in my ass. It started to convulse in my ass; I knew he was cumming. At almost the same moment, my wife gripped my head tightly between her legs, her juices flowing freely as she rode wave after wave of pleasure. Just then at the thought of being nothing more than a sex toy for them both I exploded an orgasm more intense than I've ever had before.

After everyone's orgasms subsided, Charles pulled out of my ass and my wife moved off my face. Charles moved to the guest bathroom, while my wife loosened my restraints to free my arms. She then laid quietly next to me. Soon Charles cleared the bathroom and poked his head into the bedroom saying, "Thanks for the good time Nicole, I hope we can play again." Before I could say anything, my wife spoke up, "No; thank you Charles and we'll definitely play again soon."



A Night to Remember



I'm heading to bed in the dim lighting of the night lights. As I approach the bedroom door, I see my wife walk naked from the bathroom toward the bed. I hear the shuffling of sheets and then there is dead silence.

I decide to stop in the hallway and listen for a few minutes. I begin to hear some sounds of movement, but I'm not sure what it is. It seems very slow, then fast and then slow again. I peek into the room and my wife with her back to me is bent over the corner edge of the bed. Her legs are spread apart with a pillow tucked between them. She is sitting on it and pressing up and down, then forward and back. I hear her moan from the sensation received from the pillow pressing her most sensitive area between her legs and the bed. 

Ah! So, that was what I was hearing! 

I never had the opportunity to watch a woman masturbate. I have longed to see it in whatever form or way. My eyes are wide open and my ears are listening intently. I watch for several more minutes. Catching her doing this is starting to turn me on. Even more so, since she doesn't know I'm watching. 

As I'm standing there she starts to turn her head around. I pull back so I'm not seen. I want to look again, but how can I if she is looking my way. I don't want her to stop. If I'm spotted I'm sure she will and yet I want to see. All I can do is take a chance. I wait a few more seconds and then peek in again and luckily she is back to work on the pillow adjusting it several times to get in the best position and feel the best sensation. I can tell this from her breathing and the sounds she is making. 

I see a corner of the room that is totally dark in front of the bed and obscured from her view. I quietly move over to it and sit down on the floor. How I got to that spot without notice is beyond me, but I did. The can see so much better as I'm now getting a side view. 

All of a sudden her movement stops. She begins to lick the fingers of one hand and then gently touch the nipples of her breasts. It arouses her as she jumps a little at the touch. Now she's pinching and pulling on the tips of both of her breasts. She lets out a sigh. 

Wow! This view is great. Wow! What I am seeing. She rocks back and forth a little more, then with both hands she fondles her breasts. Squeezing them. Rotating them. Pressing them together. Oh yes, she says and I hear another moan. Oh yes, I say silently to myself!

The fondling and rubbing continues for quite awhile though it is now at a faster pace. I think she is going to get herself off when all of a sudden she stops. I crotch down to make sure I'm not seen.

I watch as she climbs into bed with the pillow still between her legs. On her back now, she has both hands on the pillow pressing it against her pussy, rubbing it all around. Again she moans. 

What happens next is far more unbelievable to me. She removes the pillow and tosses it aside. She begins to spread her legs apart. Oh god, I'm looking right up between her legs as her pussy lips begin to separate. I'm looking right up and into that pretty pink pussy. Lucky for me I am lower than the bed so I can look up at her without notice, yet see every part of her body. 

Her hand comes down and starts to rub in a circular motion over the mound of pubic hair above her pussy. A finger sticks out and presses down against her clit. It disappears between the lips of her pussy and then reappears. I hear her say to herself, Oh yes, " touch me there. Oh finger me! That's it"! 

Then she puts her finger in again. Moving it slowly in and out and continues, "Oh, that feels good . Don't stop, stick it in deeper. Take it out, lick it baby. How do I taste? Oh you like that! Stick two fingers in. Oh yes, finger me faster. Oh taste me again. I know you like that."

Wow! The verbal description is making me hot! The speed of her movements are picking up. Her body is trembling as her excitement builds. I see her grab this thing that looks a little like a tongue and lips and place it against her pussy. She moves it around in unison with what she is saying, "I want to feel your tongue. Oh yes, kiss my pussy lips. Lick them up and down with your tongue. Oh, stick that tongue deep inside my pussy. Suck hard on my pussy with your lips. Oh yes, that's great. Flick your tongue around my pussy and lick my clit. Yes, Yes! Yes!

She slows up and tosses the tongue like object aside. Relaxing a bit and then a dildo appears. She puts it in her mouth and gets it all wet. She rubs it up and down with her hand as if giving me a hand job. Then into her mouth, back and forth in and out as if she is sucking my dick. Licking the tip of it, I'm imagining a blow job right in front of me. Then the dildo is being moved along the lips of her pussy and slowly it disappears from view deep into that crevasse of beauty. 

I hear her continue,

"Fuck me honey! Get it all the way in! Don't stop! I need it all! Harder! Harder! I want it all. I love it all"! Her hand on the dildo is moving in and out faster and faster. She's squeezing each of her breast with her other hand. Moaning in a higher pitch now and ready to explode into ecstasy, but again she stops. The dildo comes out and she licks all of her juices from it. Um!, that tastes good. No wonder my husband likes to taste me! To eat me out!

Her finger takes the place of the dildo now. She puts one, then two fingers inside her pussy and starts finger fucking herself faster and faster. I can't believe what I'm seeing as a third finger and then a fourth go inside her. Before I know it she is fucking her whole hand. Her pussy is spread wide open and she's now crying out . "Oh god, you're so big! I can't take anymore". As she removes her hand from deep inside, she lifts her legs straight up into the air as her other hand starts to tease her clit. She plays with herself until all of a sudden an explosion of her juices spurts from her pussy. To my surprise, they spurt right onto my face. I get a face full of that delicious nectar.

I can't take it anymore after tasting this. I'm hard as a rock. I get up and she sees me. Embarrass and shy, she says, were you there watching me? I said that I was there the whole time and enjoyed every moment. I need something now, and I mean right now as I squeeze my dick and rub it up and down the shaft. I get into bed and place my dick up by her face. I'm so horny, I need it inside your mouth. I play with myself some more as I insert it in. I continue to play with myself as she sucks hard on me. A few minutes later she has me completely down her throat! Gagging her a little, but I can't stop! I shove it harder and harder into her mouth, as deep as I can go. 

I say to her that I want to see her play with herself some more as I eat her out. I turn around and stick my finger into her pussy and then my tongue. She inserts a finger into her pussy as I withdraw mine and I kiss it as I tongue her deeply. I feel her lick my balls and then suck on them.I feel my dick go back into her mouth as we get into the 69 position. Both of our bodies are moving in rhythm as she takes my shaft down her throat again. I can't hold on any longer and I explode deep down into her throat. She squeezes my dick hard to get every last drop out of me and swallows. 

Her look as well as mine are of complete satisfaction. I figure we are done for the night when she says, "I want the real thing now. " Sitting on top of me, she takes my dick in hand and guides it into her pussy. It slides in easily as we have both cum already. Starting slowly and gradually increasing speed she begins to ride me. The sloshing sounds of cum can be heard as my dick goes in and out of her turning us on even more. Her breast shake, the nipples harden the faster she goes. Before you know it we are in extreme arousal and both cum again. 

We both lay back on the bed, exhausted . This truly was "A Night To Remember"!



A Night to Remember



It was such a rough day at work, I can't wait to get in and shower, change clothes and prepare dinner before Dan comes home. With daylight savings it gets dark before he gets home and I want to make tonight a comfortable relaxing evening with him.

I strip down and climb into the shower thinking of what will happen tonight. As I close my eyes and look into the future I see us watching a movie together then crawling into bed where we make slow passionate love then fall asleep blissfully. As I daydream of things to come I run my hands over my naked body enjoying the feel of the hot water falling over my body as I find my clit with my fingertips and begin to make little circles over it. I start to feel warm from the inside out and slowly slide one finger deep inside my throbbing pussy. It feels so good and I imagine Danes hand being the one caressing my insides. My other hand comes up to my breast and begin massaging it as the temperature in the room continues to climb. My body reacts and I feel an orgasm coming on. I don't want to stop. I allow myself to enjoy an amazing orgasm there in the shower before stepping out and drying off. I slide on a short form fitting dress with nothing underneath.

I go to the kitchen and begin cleaning up and getting stuff out to prepare for dinner. I believe there is still 30 minutes before he is expected home. I want everything to be perfect for him. But I start to sense I am not alone.

The next thing I know someone has a handful of my hair as they shove my face down onto the counter and hold me there in a bent over position. With my head down in that position and my arms that were in front of me are now pinned under my body, I am helpless. I feel another hand sliding down my back and to the bottom of my dress. I feel the cold fingertips on my upper thigh as my dress is being slid upward, exposing my ass to my attacker. 

He then leans over and says "did you have a hard day sweetie? Cause you are about to have a hard night." To my shock and relief it is Danes voice whispering in my ear and Danes cock pressing up against my bare ass. He grinds it into me and the rough denim of his jeans rubs against my ass. I feel my body start to react immediately.

Any second now he is going to turn me loose and I will stand up and kiss him and welcome him home. 

Boy was I wrong, he keeps his hand mangled in my hair pushing my head down and whispers in my ear "Tonight I get what I want" I hear his pants being unzipped and pulled down with his free hand and his dick comes to rest between my ass cheeks. He grinds into me and whispers that he has been horny all day and has big plans for me tonight. Then he guides his cock a little lower and enters my pussy with no warning. Still holding my head tightly to the counter he fucks me roughly while stating again tonight is going to be his night and I better learn to deal with it. He fucks me harder and harder, ramming my hips against the counter he has me bent over on. 

After several minutes he with drawls his member from me and pulls my head back so I am standing again.

Funny thing is, even though it is not like the lovemaking we usually share, when he pulled out of me, I felt empty and wanted more of him. I craved the rough touch he was giving me right now.

He led me by the hair down the hallway towards our room but changed his mind before we made it that far and pushed me to my knees right there in the hall, up against the wall he turned and pressed his dick to my lips. "Suck it for me baby" he said and as I opened my mouth he thrust forward and pushed the head of his dick to the back of my throat. Stuck between his hips and the wall I could go no where. I had to take all of him and not gag. All I could do was open my mouth and close my eyes and he began rocking his hips into my face. One hand in my hair and the other on the wall above me he started thrusting harder and harder as he fucked my face. He would pull out to the point where only his head was in my mouth then slam his hips full force into my face and straight down my throat. My throat tried to close against the intrusion but it revolted and stretched to take his intruding member. He pounds my face, my head bouncing on the wall behind it as he fucks harder and harder. I start to feel his dick pulsating and wonder if this is almost over. I begin to add as much suction as I can manage under the circumstances. I am sucking him with all my might, begging with my tongue and mouth for his cum. 

Again I am to be disappointed when he withdraws. He yanks my hair again to a standing position and drags me to the room where he stands me facing the bed and pushed me over so I am once again bent over, He enters me roughly and begins to pound me, while dipping his finger down into me and getting it wet. When it starts pushing against my anus I get a little scared. 

We have talked about anal before but never tried it. I am scared of it as I believe it will hurt. His finger slides into my ass and although it is painful it is also filling and not as bad as I had feared, but my one thought is, that is a finger, its much smaller then a dick. He continues fucking my pussy and fingering my ass for a few more minutes. I am on the verge of an orgasm when he pulls out of me and the head of his cock is pushing at the entrance of my ass. He slides in a little and stops. It's like he is giving me a minute to adjust but then he slams the rest of the way into my anus. The pain is blinding for a minute then a warm feeling comes over me as he slides in and out of my tightest hole. Still holding my head down and pulling my hair the way he holds it, he begins sliding in and out of my ass. After a few minutes he uses his free hand to grab one of my hands and shove it under me, he wants me to finger my clit while he assaults my asshole. I do as instructed but only for a minute before my body betrays me and goes into a mind blowing, thrashing wild orgasm. Feeling my body tighten around him Dane keeps penetrating my ass until he can take it no longer and he looses control and starts pumping cum deep into my bowels and pulling my hair hard as he cums for what feels like forever. 

He releases my hair and lays his body over my back for a few minutes while we regain our composure. Once soft he slides out of me and goes straight to the bathroom for a shower without saying a word to me about what just happened. 

I lay there wondering what got into him and hoping it happens more often.



A Night To Remember...



A Night To Remember----Our Introductory Adventure Into Group Sex

My name is Steven. My wife Jennifer and I have been together for several years. Jen is 5 years younger than me, and at age 29 is even more beautiful to me than when I first met her when she was about 19. As for descriptions, I am about 6'1", a muscular 190 pounds with brown hair and eyes. She is about 5' 7'', with the face of an angel. She has green eyes and thick curly blond hair that goes down to her shoulders. She is maybe ten pounds overweight, but that only makes her softer and curvier, and overall, simply more voluptuous and sexy. She is one of those women who, were it not for the fact that she seems totally devoted to me, could make my life living hell because everywhere we go, every man with half a dick seems to want to fuck her. But, she acts as if she doesn't even notice, so I guess that reassures me.

Anyway, her best friend's name is Stacey and they have known each other since grade school so they're really comfortable with each other, although they've never done anything sexual together. I had met Stacey a few times, but never hung out with her, although she and Jennifer would occasionally get together when I was at work or something. It wasn't until Stacey got married to Chris though, that we all started hanging out together. A couple of times a month we would all go out to dinner together or go shoot pool. Sometimes we'd just hang out at home and listen to music and drink beer or make margaritas. Now, let me describe Stacey. She is one hot, little babe-----"little" meaning about 5' tall, and she couldn't weigh more than about 90 pounds. But those pounds are packed into a tight, perfectly proportionate little body that she's always pouring into some tight-ass jeans and cowboy boots. She fancies herself a cowgirl and loves showing off that beautiful little body of hers, teasing all the cowboys at the kicker bars. Her beautiful long blond hair and deep, blue eyes complete the picture. Before Stacey got married, she was quite the little slut too, fucking just about everybody and their brother from what I heard. In fact, sometimes back in those days, when Jennifer and I would party alone and occasionally get a little tipsy, we would sometimes fantasize about inviting Stacey for a threesome, but it never went any farther than that. Besides, Stacey had now become the good little housewife since she had married Chris, and it seemed as if her wild days were behind her. Or were they?

The more we hung out with Stacey and Chris----who by the way is a lean, muscular dark-haired 6' 180lbs construction foreman, okay looking but whose personality is what I think makes him appealing to women----------the more comfortable we became with them. After we'd all get a couple of drinks in us, we would frequently make sexual innuendoes or talk about "fucking in the same bed". But we never took it any farther. However, Chris seemed to develop a particular fascination with my wife, especially her breasts, which he would occasionally get a glimpse of when she would flash them just to shut him up. It didn't bother Stacey or me so I thought "what the hell?" Also, he would frequently get Jennifer to talk about dick-sucking, because she was always bragging about how good she was at it and how she loved to swallow my cum. I loved it because she WAS good at it, and I knew that Stacey didn't like to suck dick, and in fact refused to swallow cum. So it really turned me on to watch Chris listen to Jennifer talk about something that I knew he was dearly missing and wanting. Also, Jennifer had told me before that although she had sucked numerous guys' dicks in the past, I was only the second guy she cared enough about to swallow their cum. Knowing this made me enjoy even more listening to Jen tell Chris what a special gift it was that I was getting, and he was not.

Now, back when Jennifer and I discussed the possibility of a threesome with Stacey, I felt it was only fair to let her know that I didn't have a double standard. If she was willing to let me fuck another woman, I was willing to let her fuck another man. I thought that was only fair. To my relief, though, she always said that there was no way she could do anything like that. After Chris began his innocent flirting with my wife, though, I noticed I began to think more and more about watching Jen getting fucked by him. Or seeing her suck him off. And to my surprise, I would actually be turned on by these thoughts. Sometimes, when we were alone, Jen and I would occasionally talk about what the possibility was of ever doing anything with Stacey and Chris sexually. Jen would say that she might be able to "fool around" with Chris, but didn't think she could fuck him. 

I would ask Jennifer, "If you sucked him, would you let him come in your mouth?"

"Oh my God, no way, are you kidding?" she would answer. "Would you want me to?"

"Well, in some ways I think it would turn me on to watch him do something that I know feels so good, and that I know he only dreams about. Something that he never gets at home, and that he would never get again."

"Besides," I continued. "I think I would love to see the look on Stacey's face if he did come in your mouth, with her knowing that's what he dreams about, but that she's not willing to give him."

But, Jennifer always had a look on her face that said "No way", and she'd change the subject.

Well, after a couple of years of us all talking around the subject, but nothing ever happening, I finally became resigned to the fact that it was never going to happen. Besides, I had always assumed that if the four of us were ever going to do anything together, it would be during one of those nights when we were all drinking or something, but lately we had been doing that less and less. 

One night I thought something might happen, when we were all drinking and playing party games, and the talk seemed to get a little more intense than usual. But again, nothing happened. They crashed at our place, and nothing was ever said about it by the time they left, late that next afternoon. The plan was for them to go to go home, shower and eat, while we did the same, and then they were to come back over that night and just chill out with us.

Well, by the time Stacey and Chris made it back over, we'd all definitely sobered up, so the last thing I thought was going to happen was any group sexual activity. Boy, was I wrong! No sooner had they come back over than the talk again turned to sex. And Stacey, a lot bolder than usual, said "Jennifer, why don't you show us how good you are at sucking Steven's dick, like you're always bragging about?" 

"OK", Jen said. 

I couldn't believe it. Well, here it was, the moment of truth. If anything was going to happen, now was the time. Of course, this meant I would be the only one getting naked, at least for the time being. But, as the line in the movie says. "Sometimes you just have to say 'What the Fuck'?" So I got naked and sat down on the couch, and Jen stripped down to her panties and bra and began sucking my cock. Stacey said to me "Wow Steven, your dick is a lot bigger than I had thought." It was a compliment, but it made me wonder why the fuck she thought I wouldn't have a big dick. Did she think I'd have a small dick? Had she thought about my dick a lot? But, needless to say, these were only fleeting thoughts, as I quickly went back to watching Jen's beautiful blond head going up and down as her mouth devoured my cock. 

I think Stacey and Chris kind of felt awkward just standing there watching us, so they quickly went and got our camcorder, and took turns filming Jen sucking my dick, all the while saying how turned on they were getting. Finally, they stripped naked and got on the floor of our den, and Chris began eating Stacey's pussy, while she moaned away in ecstasy. Now it was our turn to watch. We stopped what we were doing, Jen got naked, and we both sat down on the floor and watched them for a while. After a little bit, Jen looked over at me with a mischievous grin and nodded in the direction of Stacey and Chris. She gave me a little wink, and began slowly crawling over towards them. I followed right behind her as she kind of nudged a surprised Chris out of the way, and I watched as she began to eat her best friend's pussy. Meanwhile, Stacey's moans must have at least tripled when she realized who was now eating her pussy. Chris moved to his wife's side and began sucking on her nipple there while I took a place on her other side, across from him.

Another moment of truth, I thought, as I was a little worried Chris might get mad if I began sucking on his wife's breast. He had always struck me as the somewhat jealous and possessive type, and I think that was the main reason I never engaged in the amount of sexual talk with Stacey that he did with Jen. But, my fears were soon put to rest. I threw caution to the wind and began sucking on the hard, erect nipple of Stacey's impossibly full breast, only to look across at Chris whose own mouth was full of tit. It looked as if he was trying to stifle a shit-eating grin that I could easily read in his eyes. At this point I realized he must have been as turned on by the thought of me fucking his wife, as I was by the thought of him fucking my wife! Now it was on! 

Next, Jen sort of sat up to take a breather and Chris and I both stopped and just knelt there for a moment. Then, Stacey took the opportunity and pushed her husband in the direction of my wife, and said "Jennifer, why don't you suck Chris's cock now?" The next thing I knew, Chris had stood up and inserted his own big swollen dick into my kneeling wife's hungry mouth. To my surprise, Jen started sucking on it like a starved puppy dog. Well, in that case, I thought to myself, it's time for Stacey to get a little lesson in cock sucking, herself. So, without a word, I stood up and moved her into a kneeling position. I placed my enormously swollen prick into her waiting mouth. The way she started enthusiastically slobbering all over my dick made me realize it wasn't that she didn't like sucking cock, but for some reason she didn't like sucking CHRIS's cock-------probably because he was always pestering her to. 

After a while, Jen and Chris moved to the floor and he began to eat her pussy and I moved in between Stacey's legs and began to go down on her. She was sopping wet and was grabbing my hair and pulling it, thrusting my face into her pelvis. Finally, in what could best be described as subdued screams, she cried "I'm cumming, I'm cumming" as she came several times over the next few minutes. Meanwhile, although I was focused on Stacey and me, I could hear from my wife's moans that things were going well with her and Chris, too. 

After another few moments, Stacey moaned "I need your big dick inside of me Steven. Pleeaaase fuck me." 

Another moment of truth. This would definitely take things to another level. I had no idea how Chris and Jen would feel about this. So, I figured I would slowly move towards getting on top of Stacey, and if anyone objected, I would stop before entering her. 

Needless to say, there were no objections. 

Stacey gasped as I slowly eased my hard throbbing prick into her soaking-wet snatch. She was so wet I thought I heard a 'splash' when my cock entered her. Chris and Jen kind of stopped what they were doing to watch me pounding away at Stacey. She had wrapped her tiny little legs around me and was arching her back, raising her butt way off the floor so she could grind her pelvic bone into mine. It took all I had not only to refrain from checking the expression on Chris's face-----which I badly wanted to do------but to keep from shooting my load deep inside Stacey's unbelievably hot pussy. She was really turning me on with her moans of "ohhhhh shit, yes" and "mmmmm goddamn, fuck that feels good", etc…but I didn't want to cum yet because I had other things in mind. By this time, I noticed Chris had started fucking the shit out of my wife. For a while, the whole scene of my wife being fucked by another man totally mesmerized me; seeing the joy on Chris's face and knowing what he was feeling; watching the absolute exhilaration on my wife's face as she enjoyed how liberating the pure physical pleasure of no-strings-attached, uninhibited sex could feel.

Soon however I became focused again on Stacey and me. After she came a couple of more times, I whispered in her ear "I want Chris to watch me come in your mouth". I wasn't sure how this would play out, but somewhat to my surprise Stacey looked in my eyes and gave me a devilish grin while nodding her head "Yes". 

"I would love that", she whispered in my ear, "…whenever you're ready." 

"Okay", I whispered, "get on your knees." I pulled my dick out of her pussy and stood up in front of her while she did as she was told. 

"Hey guys," I said to Chris and Jen, who'd kind of slowed down to see what we were doing, "…watch this." And with that, Stacey began sucking on my enormously engorged cock again. It only took a few moments before I'd reached that point of no return. I swear it felt as if an overflowing hot-cum volcano was about to erupt from deep inside my balls.

"Stacey, open your mouth" I said, and again like a good little girl she did as she was told. I pulled my dick out slightly, because I wanted Chris and Jen to get a really good view. And with that, I began gushing out one of the hugest, thickest, nastiest loads of cum I ever have, into Stacey's beautiful gaping mouth, with Stacey moaning softly in pleasure all the while. Damn, that load would have made Peter North proud. And unbelievably, Stacey gulped it all down without spilling a drop! Seemingly unsatisfied, she licked her lips and began slurping on my cock some more, trying to squeeze out every last drop, like she just couldn't drink enough sperm. I don't know if she was really that into it, or just trying to put on a show for Chris and Jen, but at this point I really didn't care. I glanced at Chris and Jen with a big satisfied smile on my face, and tried to read their expressions but couldn't. Jen was really turned on I think, but also maybe disappointed to see someone give me what she prided herself at being the best at giving me. Chris was definitely turned on, but I think certainly envious at seeing his wife suck me like he's never before been sucked by her.

Stacey and I cuddled together and watched as Chris resumed fucking my wife. After Jen came a few times, she and Chris kind of imitated what Stacey and I had done. She knelt in front of Chris, who was standing in front of her with his immensely swollen prick, and she began sucking him off. I couldn't believe it. Was my fantasy of watching her not only suck another man, but seeing her swallow all of his cum, finally about to come true? Well, I soon had my answer. No sooner did I wonder this, than Chris moaned "Oh fuck I think I'm going to come." He was grabbing her hair with both hands and gently forcing her head back and forth on his cock, something I knew always drove Jen wild, and I could plainly see in her eyes that this time was no different. She sort of glanced over at me as if to say, "Is it okay?" I gave her a little, imperceptible nod and a grin and she began sucking his cock off for all she was worth. 

"Ahhhhhhh, I'm coming!" Chris cried as he began to jerk and spasm into Jen's mouth. Unlike me, he didn't take his dick out of Jen's mouth so that Stacey and I could see. But I knew he must have been blasting a huge load into Jen's mouth as well, because Jen's cheeks seemed to start bulging slightly at the sides, and I saw a couple of tiny drops of overflowing cum trickle out the corner of her mouth. She had to take two big gulps but she swallowed all of his load. And she continued to suck Chris's cock, trying as hard as she could to drain him dry. Seeing the look of sheer joy and satisfaction on Chris's face was worth any pangs of jealousy I might have felt. And Stacey seemed pleased, too, that Chris's fantasy had finally come true. I could tell that Jennifer had loved every minute of it as well, which I think made me a little uneasy.

Anyway, after a while, we all cuddled up together. We talked about how much fun we had, all of us fucking together, and how good it had felt, etc… I couldn't help but feel though, that there was a little underlying nervous tension. We all must have been a little apprehensive now; wondering how our relationship would be affected in the future by what happened that night. I smiled to myself as I thought, "I can't wait to find out."



A Night to Remember



5:00 pm

I begin to prepare for the evening; I draw a hot bubble bath as I love luxuriating within the warm soapy water. I relax and let the heat warm my body. My hands roam over my breast and mound. I am imagining the night ahead with you. I realize that I need to continue getting ready, so I begin to shave my legs, my pussy, and my arms. I feel soft and silky. These preparations complete I reluctantly leave the water and dry off. Next I move to my vanity table, apply lotion all over my body and a few drops of perfume at my knees and elbows. My make-up is light, eyeliner and mascara, red lipstick. Tonight you have suggested that i wear my new black crotch less body stocking, i select a black leather corset and mini skirt to wear over it, 5 inch black open toe stiletto heels complete the outfit. I arrange my long blond hair in waves and ringlets that cascade across my shoulders and down my back.

7:00 pm

You arrive looking handsome as ever. Tall and slender, yet every inch an alpha male, you are wearing black pants and a black button up shirt and sports coat. As you take me in your arms, you whisper how beautiful you find your slave. Your hand parts my legs and a finger slips inside my pussy to see if I am wet for you. We kiss ardently. You tell me to bend over, and you rub your hands across my backside, a few firm spanks on each cheek, to warm them...and gentle caresses. As I stand again, you take a small box out of your pocket and open it. Inside are golden nipple rings and chain. As you remove each breast from the confines of the corset, you kiss each nipple and slip on a ring making sure it is tight, then affix the chain so it hangs between the breasts. You help me into my coat and we leave for the evening.

We stop at a little nightclub we like, for a few drinks and dinner before the party. As I sip my wine and gaze at you, my fingers twine in yours. To the rest of the world we are just two people crazy about each other, but we know that we are that and so much more. We enjoy small talk about the night ahead, how proud I am to be on your arm, in service to you and enjoying this new experience. You tell me, "Be confident tonight, you are beautiful, you are mine."

9:00 pm

We arrive at the house for tonight's party. You park the car, and open the door for me to hand me out. Once inside the house, you remove my coat and your own. Then we make our way in and greet the hosts. We are given a short tour through the house, making note where the social areas are, the play areas, and so forth. We see several couples, some socializing, and some doing more interesting things. I am amazed that I am here with you. We make our way to a social area, you get me a glass of wine then you see some people you know and we join them. As you sit on the couch, I sit at your feet, between your legs, my head resting on your thigh. I sip my wine; your hand strokes my hair. As I get more comfortable with the surroundings, I begin to feel bolder. I am eager to please you.

You tell me to rise and sit on your lap for a moment. We both are hungry to release the wanton woman lurking just below the surface. We kiss passionately, then your hand grasps my hair, pulling my head back, you kiss my cleavage, the swell of each breast. Your other hand pushes inside my pussy and you remark, "What is this, are you ready so soon baby girl?" I moan with pleasure. You say, "I think we need to warm you up first, remove the skirt." After I do, you take me by the hand to the spanking bench and tell me to lean across. I feel your hands on my ass, rubbing them affectionately. I feel the first slap, another, and another...then a soft caress. Then another slap, another, another...it stings but I love it and endure. I feel your caress, and a kiss on each cheek.

I feel another man behind me, on a subconscious level I know you have stepped aside and another man is ready to resume this sweet torture. This time I feel the sting of a whip, flicking fast on my derriere, once, twice, three times, they come in rapid succession and I am unable to count. I feel your hand on my neck, you whisper to keep my back arched and you pull my head back. As the last sting of the whip leaves my body, tears are forming in my eyes. You lean down and kiss each one. Your hands rubbing my ass, you tell me how proud you are of your little girl. You hold me, whispering words of encouragement and praise. Then you help me up and you hand me a glass of water. I stand proudly, confident in my service to you and for the lust I feel.

11:00 pm

Next you lead me to a bedroom. You say, "This is your reward." As we enter, there is a pretty brunette slave waiting for us. You lead me to a chaise lounge, take off my corset, and lay me down. You tie my arms up over my head, and my legs spread at each leg of the couch. You ask if I want to be blindfolded, but I want to see what is going to happen, so you stand at my head, so you can watch as well. The next feeling i have is this woman's tongue softly licking my clit. Her tongue flicks and licks, then sucks it. My hips writhe and I am moaning. I look up into your eyes, begging you to kiss me, to feel your hands on my breasts, milking them. Within a few minutes I can tell there are other people in the room watching. The woman is busy licking my cunt, fingering me. You whisper, "climax for me little girl!" Like magic, an orgasm rips through my body and I shout with ecstasy. She retreats; you untie my arms, and take me into your embrace. This is my first experience being pleasured by another woman, you know I have wanted it and you know I want more.

You tell me it is now my time to please her. You motion for the woman to lie down, while another man ties her arms the way mine had been. I look at the woman, her beautiful shaved pussy and notice there is a gold ring pierced in her clit. I am captivated by her body, and I run my hands over her smooth skin. I timidly place a kiss on her mound, but as I inhale I smell her hot wet sex. It is a familiar scent to me, and that gives me comfort. This is a woman, just like me. Suddenly my nervousness at this experience disappears. I languidly lick her slit, letting my tongue flick the little ring. My hands spread her legs wider as I gaze at the open cunt before me and realize for the first time what the female body truly looks like. How greater my understanding is as a woman. I insert one finger, then another as if to tickle her g-spot, just as I like to have done to me. I can't stand not kissing that sweet pussy any longer so I attack it voraciously with my mouth. Her moans are lost to my ears as the magic of the night fills my senses. I finger fuck her, and lick her cunt; her tight little asshole to catch the juices flowing there.

Behind me I am aware you are caressing my ass. You ask for a flogger and someone brings one to you. As I suck the pussy in front of me, you begin softly flogging my back and ass. The soft suede wraps around my skin and feels wonderful; it brings all my senses alive. I arch my back the way you have taught me, wiggling it enticingly. For some minutes you gently whip me into frenzy. The next feeling I have is your lubed finger penetrating my ass. As I relax the muscle you widen the hole large enough to accommodate your cock. I steady myself for your thrust inside. Your hands on my hips guide the rhythm, which also controls the rhythm of my sucking and licking the wet pussy in front of me.

As we three are lost in the moment, both you and the other Master shout your demand for us to cum together. An orgasm like I have never experienced explodes through me. I shout with unbridled lust and release. Beneath me the little slave is also lost in her own private experience. While you, my Master, continue thrusting into me until you also send your sweet cum inside. Sated, we embrace. You whisper how proud you are of me, kissing my face and holding me tenderly. After cleaning up and freshening ourselves you lead me to another area. This time you will require me to perform a service unparalleled in my imagining.

The room is full of masked men standing in a circle. You lead me to the center; tell me to stand proudly in position. Then you invite them to touch me. They crowd around me, their hands touching my breasts, my clit, my ass, fingers probing. I feel beautiful, sexy, proud, and confident. As the men step back, you hand me a cushion and tell me to sit on my knees. I am nervous, but eager for what is to come next...

As soon as I am in position you tell one man to come forward. You instruct me that I will worship his cock until his climax, however his cum will be deposited into the goblet you've placed near me. I take his cock in my hands and eagerly devour it with my mouth. My hands stroke his shaft as I alternate between deep throating and sucking, and then licking the head. As my pace builds, I feel his balls begin to constrict, as his ejaculate erupts, I catch every drop with the goblet. I then lick him clean.

You send another man to be serviced. His cock is larger in girth than the last gentleman and I know it will be a challenge for me. However, my technique is excellent and within a few minutes, his cum is also joining the rest in my goblet.

You stand behind me, stroking my hair as I suck the cocks of the men there. You offer words of encouragement, and you tell me how proud you are of me. I feel pleased that you have put me in this position; I give my entire effort to this task.

Man after man, I stroke, suck, lick. The cocks all range from large, to average, some wide, some long. My face has been fucked more times than I can count. Even though my jaw aches from the effort, and my throat is aching for relief. I persevere.

At last my goblet is nearly full. You tell me to rise and stand with you. A tray of champagne and glasses makes the way around the room. You offer a toast. We raise our glasses and drink. Mine is the goblet of cum, it is delicious in its own way. You offer me to drink from your glass of champagne; you hold it to my lips so I may drink from your own hand.

Thoughts begin to creep through my mind; 'this is what I was made for, to be a fantasy, HIS fantasy'. Pushing the thoughts from my mind but for a moment, I quietly whisper to you, "Thank you Master, for bringing me here. Please, may I service you now?" There was a momentary pause before he answered, his voice, as always, reassuring. "I want you to get up now," All thoughts of fantasy are now gone, replaced by a simply order from the one who owns me. I do as instructed, and when I am upright and steady, you silently motion for me to follow.

We are alone now. You lead me back to the couch and sit down. You motion that I should sit at your feet, between your legs. I rest my head on your thigh. You unzip your pants, and release your cock for me. My fingers trace the length slowly, languidly. I kiss the tip, my tongue slides down your shaft to your balls, which I kiss tenderly, then gently suck. My attention is focused on worshiping your cock. I take the entire length in my mouth at once, I begin sucking slowly as if to let the tension build between us. I feel your hands in my hair, I hear you talking to me, praising me, but I can't make out the words. I am lost in myself, my only thought are of pleasing you. I am on my knees in front of you, sucking on your hard cock as if there is never anything else in my life worth doing. At last I can tell when you are ready, and as your cock shudders with its load of hot cum in my mouth. I savor the flavor, the experience, I feel alive with you and that your seed nourishes not only me, but my very soul.

1:00 AM

We are driving home. We talk of the evening, replaying events as if to etch them in our minds. I am happy in the knowledge of what we experienced for the first time together. I know this is just one event in what will surely be more as time goes on. I am grateful to you Master, for finding me and helping me to be the woman I was meant to be. I hope I give you some joy and satisfaction from your hard work and effort with me. I look forward to our next adventure together.



A Night To Remember



Hi everyone! So this is my second story which I wrote with a little help from my Italian stallion. I'm open for any criticism or ideas you have for me, so give me an email and I'll try to get back to you asap.

Also if anyone is interested in editing some stories of mine let me know.

Enjoy.

LWG



A man enters the hotel bar. He's tall, dark, handsome guy, smartly dressed too. He's in a suit, his tie slightly loosened walks. 

The room is dimly lit, almost as if it has candles in each corner. Practically empty, just a girl at the bar and a bartender polishing glasses, the tag says his name is Tim. The music is soft and seductive, and as he enters he turns to face the girl.

He stares at her smooth tanned back and the black material flowing over her legs like a sheet, as he walks towards the bar.

He doesn't walk up to her, just sits down on a bar stool and asks the guy for a pint, lager. 

She sits staring at her drink. Slowly stirring it with her straw. Completely lost in her thoughts, she only glances at him as his glass is put down on the bar by the bartender.

He notices her sweeping glance reflected by the mirror at the back of the bar. Playing it calm, cool, mysterious, he looks deep into his glass, his hair sweeping forwards obscuring her sight of his large, brown eyes. He smiles to himself, lifts a beer mat off the bar, takes a pen from his jacket pocket and starts writing.

She tries not to stare as he leans forward his dark hair covers his face so she uses this opportunity to look at the rest of him.

She thinks his dark suit fits well to his body and she likes how his tie is loosened. He looks relaxed, at ease, confident with himself.

She glances up and he looks directly into his eyes. She can do nothing but stare. 

He puts the lid back on his pen, finishes his drink and walks towards her, sliding the beer mat down towards her. He smiles then leaves.

She looks at his back as he leaves then looks at what he wrote on the mat.

' Room 23'. 

She stares at the beer mat like it could catch fire at any moment. What should she do? She could go there or she could go to her own room.

His was next to hers. It had to be a coincidence. Or fate? 

The way he looked at her, his smile, his dark eyes you could lose yourself in.

She was feeling so hot, maybe too hot. The look in his eyes made her think he'd know that she'd want to give in. She could already feel her panties getting wet of the though of his hands on her body. She finished her drink and started walking to her room. She needed to think, too calm down. A cold shower, maybe another drink. Anything to get this stranger off her mind. She didn't even know his name!

She slowly makes her way to her room; images of him slowly caressing her body penetrated her like lightning bolts, each flash made her legs weaker and weaker. The thought of him alone made her clit burst with excitement. What should she do? Should she choose room 23 or 24? She should choose her own room.

Shouldn't she? 

He was pacing the room now the cool calm exterior was gone. He takes his hoes and socks off to give him something to do. He sits on the bed pulling of his shirt then stares at the adjoining door wondering who was next door when he heard a knock. He almost ran to his door not really thinking where the sound came from. He opened the door to his room and no one was there. He stood confused for a moment then walked towards the adjoining door. There she was.

He stared at her wrapped only in a towel. Water dripping down her body, her long hair up with damp tendrils framing her face. He looks her up and down watching a droplet of water sliding down her inside thigh. 

He looks into her hazel eyes almost questioningly. Then he finally hears her voice.

"Sorry was feeling a little too hot."

When he doesn't reply she lowers her head and slowly starts to walk away. Suddenly a warm, strong hand clutches her shoulder gently. She freezes, not in fear but in anticipation because she knows its him. She finds enough breath between her thudding heart beats to whisper, "don't I get your name?" 

"Shhhhh", he says with a warm tone. 

He leans in, his breath caressing her wet, supple skin. He licks a droplet of water off of her shoulder, then moves in, kisses and gently biting her where her neck meets her collar bone. She bites her bottom lip to suppress a moan but he stills hears her. 

He's gently stroking her arm with the tips of her fingers just enough to make her skin tingle. He looks up from the goose bumps forming on her skin into her eyes. Her long dark eyelashes framing her dilated pupils, he knew she wanted him as bad as he wanted her now for sure.

He undoes the towel, slowly pealing it away from her body to reveal the present inside. 'God she looks amazing'. Her nipples as hard as his cock, just begging to be kissed. He drops the towel and pulls her towards him so she can feel his hard cock against her pussy. 'It feels so big'. He slowly places his wet lips over her nipples and gently begins to tease them with his tongue, sucking and biting them gently.

She grinds herself against his hard cock. She's so wet, she can feel her juices running down her leg and she can't remember a point in her life when she has ever been this turned on. She can barely move, only feel what he's doing to her. He leans up and gently kisses her lips. She kisses him back more forcefully and when she bites his bottom lip he jumps back a second. She starts to apologise but a feral grin appears on his face and he starts being rougher, pushing her against his open door.

He slides his hands slowly down her quivering body and down towards her warm, soaking wet pussy. He gently traces the outer lips, her juices wetting his fingertips. Her legs start to weaken and he hasn't even slid his fingers into her yet.

She almost cums instantly as he slides to fingers into her dripping twat, his thumbs tracing circles around her clit. He slides in a third finger and presses down with his thumb and it all becomes too much. She screams in pleasure and starts to moan incoherently. "Oh god, oh god, so good."

He thrusts her up against the open door, keeping her up as undoes his trousers and letting his boxers pool at his feet. His huge hard cock is now next to her skin. She regains composure and slides her hands along his chest, touching his firm pec and ab muscles. Her fingertips slowly tickle the bottom of his stomach, sliding closer and closer to his cock, but not touching yet. She's teasing him like he teased her.

She finally traces the end with one finger, precum leaking from him. He kisses her roughly lifting one leg and traces her slit with his cock when finally he enters her, stretching her more than ever before. She wraps both legs around him as he pounds into her sweet cunt.

They both moan loudly, finally they are getting closer to what they both want. No, need. He starts stroking her clit again, then whispers in her ear 

"My name is Nick", before gently biting her earlobe.

"I want to hear you scream it when you come this time."

He can feel her juices running down his sac. She's soaking wet, thrusting in and out of her , he starts to rub her clit faster her arm around her shoulder, her nails digging into his skin. He's in control here, she's just along for the ride, but what an amazing ride it is.

"Oh Nick, Nick, Nick!"

All she can do is moan as the immense pleasure racks through her body but he doesn't stop and as one orgasm ends another starts, more powerful than the last. She hits her peak when his cum coat her insides. All that is left is the sound of heavy breathing. He grabs the door handle to steady himself, her body still wrapped around his. 

Then a slight giggle in his ear, and a quiet whisper.

"Hi Nick, my name's Rhiannon."

The end? 

Let me know.



A Night to Remember



First I would like to thank the people who commented on my last stories. Being new to this, all comments are welcome, even vile and disgusting ones. They all give me insight as to future stories.

Now a moment to issue a warning about this story. Anyone that doesn't like interracial stories, may want to look elsewhere. It is doubtful that such negative and vile comments will have any effect on the way I write or what I write about. 

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My husband, Ryan and myself, Kate delved into the swinging lifestyle on occasion. Once the kids were out of the house, we engaged in it on a more regular basis. We even joined a swingers club, for awhile, but found that not to our liking. So we found online a club in Las Vegas that catered to white couples who sought blacks only, either couples or singles. We contacted them and they E-Mailed us the R Rated version of what they were all about and if we wanted the XXX rated version, we would have to appear in person, with the application and fee, in hand.

The application had places for both our vital statistics. Name Kate. I am 50 years old, 36B,26,36, 5'6", 138. Brown hair and eyes. They asked what I considered to be my best feature/s. I wrote down my legs and butt. 

I work very hard keeping them in great shape. Aerobics and walking.

Husband: Paul, 5"10", 180, they asked endowment as follows: less than 6"-small, 6-8 average, above 8 large. He was barely able to put down average.

Next they asked interests as follows: couples, single men, single women, black only, no preference.

I chose for us couples, single men, black only. I wanted to make sure I would get a big black cock. My husband just looked at me. 

Next and last question.......do you prefer encounters that are private, public or semi private(spouse watching.) I marked two of them.

I knew where this was all going and could feel my pussy start to get wet just thinking about it. 

We E-Mailed the application and waited. 

One evening about a week later the phone rang. I answered it and the man told me his name was Robert and he had my application to join the club in front of him and asked if I was Janet. I told him I was.

"I find your application interesting and want to discuss it further with you, as you seem to be the one who filled in the important parts."

"Yes, I did. I wanted to be sure I got what I wanted for my money." I laughed.

"Oh, you will get your money's worth in spades." 

"Now it looks to me like you don't really give a shit about what your husband wants. It is all about you."

"You got that right. Just tell me one thing..............can you provide me with what I want."

"Yes and if you show up in person and bring hubby, I will personally give you both the guided tour. I want both of you to see exactly what it is we offer. There will be no doubt after the hour or so tour, that we can provide you with everything you could want. You want to make an appointment?"

"Yes as soon as possible." He gave me an appointment time, that Friday at 4:00. He said that things started to happen around that time as people came in right from work and some would spend most of the night there.

Then Robert said, "Just between you and me. If you are any kind of a looker, at your age, you will be in great demand by our younger, shall I say, well equipped to handle any situation, clientele."

"Do you have a web cam and if so can I see you without your cuckold, ahh , I mean your husband seeing."

I stammered. "Yah, yesss."

"Ok, here comes a request to webcam, just click on "accept" and we will be able to see one another and talk if you so desire."

I accepted the invite and there he was. A handsome bald gentleman, pushed back from his desk and I could see his entire body sitting in a big office chair. 

I put on my head set so my husband couldn't hear what he said and I could talk low and still be heard.

"Push back, Kate and let me see you."

I did as he said. I was wearing a blouse, above the knee loose fitting skirt, bra and panties.

"You look a bit younger than 50. Unbutton your blouse and take it off." I did.

"Nice, now stand up.......back up a bit so I can see your whole body. That's good. Now take off the skirt." It had an elastic waist band, so I just pushed it to the floor.

"Very, very nice. Turn around slowly." I felt my French cut panties had rode up into my butt crack.

"Yes that is one fine ass. That is for sure your best attribute." 

"Now drop the bra and the panties and slowly turn around giving me a few moments to admire your very hot and sexy body."

I did as he instructed.

"Kate, are you looking at me?"

"I am now."

"Is this an example of what you are coming here for?" He had stood up, unzipped his pants, dropped them and his boxers and was holding one beautiful, semi hard big black cock. He slowly stroked it and soon it was hard and so big, it could not stand on it's own and hung down, long, black and inviting.

"Yes, it is." My pussy was getting wetter, the longer I looked at that black snake hanging there.

"Well, then I will see you at 4 on Friday. I will be E-Mailing you, the list of what you are to wear and what you are to bring. Once you have paid the membership fee, you and hubby are welcome to stay as long as you wish. All night if you want."

I got an E-Mail from Robert on Wednesday, with what he wanted me to wear. 

A short dress, my choice of color, that was to come no more than four inches below my pussy. Matching garter belt and ultra sheer black stockings, thong, color to match garter belt, and 4 inch black heels with wide ankle strap. Dress must be low cut enough to afford full view of my cleavage. Also, the name of the shop and the person to see.

Thursday afternoon, I drove to the shop and asked for Gina. She was a black lady of about my age, in her heels she towered over me. She must have been close to six foot, in stocking feet, I felt a little stirring in my nether region. I told her I was Kate and that Robert sent me.

"Kate, I am glad to meet you. What did u think of Robert?" I told her I was quite impressed.

"Well, he for some reason, is also impressed with you. He is picking up the tab on this outfit."

The whole outfit was there, in all my sizes and in different colors. I chose the purple one. My favorite color.

Friday as I got dressed, Ryan came in and told me he was not comfortable with what we were doing. What with Robert dictating what I wear and then buying it for me.

"Ryan, you are not going to ruin this for us. We are going and take the tour and if we like it we will pay the fee and enjoy ourselves.."

He didn't say anything else. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was stunning. The dress fit me like a glove. It came about 4 inches below my pussy, The top was low cut, down between my bare tits and a turn one way or the other would expose my hard little nipples. When I turned to look at the back, I noticed it had a slit up the middle about 2 inches. Any attempt to bend over, would expose the bottom of my ass cheeks. The heels were 5 inches and gave my calves a muscular look and my ass a sway.

When we arrived at the club. There was a door bell. We rang it and a very large, black gentleman answered and introduced himself as Raymond. 

"Kate and Ryan. We have been expecting you. Right this way. Robert is expecting you and as soon as we get a drink we will begin.

We went to Robert's office. He hugged and kissed me on the lips. Lingering several moments. His tongue lightly brushed my lips and he backed away. I looked at him and knew that before very long him and I would become intimate.

He made us all drinks and putting his arm around my waist said, "Lets begin the tour. Raymond will bring up the rear with Ryan."

As we walked by the different rooms, I saw group rooms, a sling room with 4 slings, a room with a partition and what looked like stocks and a table with various toys and instruments on it.

On the next level were bedrooms, a lounge and bar. There were several black men and a couple of white women sitting around drinking and talking.

We continued down a set of stairs to a patio area, where there were two hot tubs that could hold a dozen people easy, Robert opened a door and their was a large sauna and through a glass door were the showers and restrooms. I noticed that only the restrooms were private.

As we proceeded on Robert let his hand drop to my ass cheeks and rubbed them. As he rubbed my dress moved higher until he had his hand below the hem of my dress exposing my ass to Raymond and my husband. I didn't dare look back. I didn't want to see the look on Ryan's face Raymond had been telling him what went on and what was expected of the husbands. It wasn't pretty, not for the husbands. But I found the dribs and drabs of his conversation that I heard, quite alluring. 

My thoughts at that moment were that once we left here and went home, I was going to have to be the best wife I could be and by tomorrow night the most passionate and loving lover I could be. Hopefully, I would be shrunk back to a size to accommodate Ryan's 71/2 inch cock, without to much slack. I just hope he can handle what is about to happen.

As we arrived back at Robert's office he asked if we were ready to join. I asked him "where do we sign." I didn't give Ryan a chance to respond.

We paid the fee and Raymond put his hand on Ryan's shoulder and told him to follow him. He would show him where the husbands meet. Now I was a little scared. It sounded like Raymond was going to set him up to be cuckolded. This was not what we wanted. Yes, I want to get fucked by big black cock, but not at the expense of my husband's manhood. I did not want him humiliated and degraded. 

I told Robert that and he said it was up to Ryan, what he let happen to him and what he wants.

All the time he was talking his hand was on my bare ass and his fingers running through the crack and just touching the underside of my pussy, causing me to jerk slightly backwards.

"Feels like you are ready to get the evening started, Kate. Come here and pick out a CD you would like to dance to, for me. Do you agree, that you should start your first night with us, right here in my office."

"Yes, I do agree. I find that I am very attracted to you. There I said it. Oh, Luther Vandross, this one, If Only For One Night. That seems to fit the bill. Could I have a glass of wine, please?"

"Anything, for you, Kate." He put in the CD and it played Here and Now and the next was my song. I took the wine and began to sway with my eyes closed. 

As my song started, I slowly and seductively moved to the music, running my tongue around the rim of the wine glass, while with the other hand, sliding my dress up my thighs as I moved to the music. As my hips swayed I managed to move the dress past them exposing my all but naked, shaved pussy. The sheer purple silkiness, was getting wet as I moved for the man who was to become one of my lovers for the night.

He sat on the couch, drinking his scotch and watching intently, as I moved as seductively as I knew how. I fact, I didn't know I knew how. 

I saw him sit his drink down and I knew things were about to start happening. He sat forward, put his hands around my hips, grabbed my butt and pulled my pussy into his waiting face. His long, pink tongue, snaked out and slid in the side of my panies and licked my labia lips. 

He kept this up, holding me to his face and tonguing my hot, dripping quim. Suddenly, my whole body shivered and I had a quick, but intense orgasm. He kept sucking on my pussy through the material. I knew he was tasting and enjoying my juices.

"Now it's my turn, Kate."

He unbuttoned his shirt and as he took it off, my breath caught in my throat. He was gorgeous. Wide shoulders. His pecs were large and cut, his abs were a work of art an 8 pack. I couldn't wait to get my hands on this beautiful black man.

He stood up and without him asking, I knelt down, unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down his muscular legs. As they hit the floor, I untied his shoes, he lifted his feet for me to remove them before I helped him out of the pants. He was wearing black silk boxers and I could see them moving as his black cock expanded in them. My hands went to the waist band and slowly started to remove them.

He reached down and lifted my head by my chin. 

"Look at me, baby, as you remove my boxers, not my cock, my eyes."

As I pulled them down, his cock hit me right in my face. I didn't look away from his eyes, even though the temptation was unbearable. I know he wanted me to obey him.

I felt him rubbing what felt like a smooth ball under my chin and down my throat and towards my cleavage.

"How big and long was this thing," I thought. Finally, he let go of my chin and held the most beautiful big black cock, that I had ever seen, just inches from my face. The head was shaped like a mushroom with a big slit, the ridge was well defined and dropped off to the long, thick black shaft. Veins stuck out all over it and I don't think I ever saw a cock more hard than the one staring me in the face. 

As he lifted it up and told me to lick it, I saw his balls hanging low and full. They looked like a couple small eggs in the sack.

I licked the entire length of the underside of his beautiful black cock. Whether an optical illusion or what, but from my angle of vision, it appeared to get thicker and harder, yet. As I licked the head I took the shaft in my hand. It was hot and I could feel his pulse, beat after beat. It was like holding onto a large piece of hot black steel pipe.

I was about to worship what I thought to be the most amazing black cock I had ever seen. As I stroked it, a pearly drop of precum emerged from that big slit in that perfect mushroom head. Never one to waste a drop of cum, including precum, I licked it off and swallowed it. I wanted more, so I sucked just the head of his magnificent member. I was rewarded with a small stream of precum as his cock jerked and throbbed. I looked up at him and he told me not to worry, it would be a long time until he was ready. I took up the challenge to deep throat that big black cock. After about 3 or 4 inches, I knew that was going to be next to impossible. At the entrance to my throat, there were still a good 5 inches or so outside my swollen lips. So I just started sucking on it. Letting it slide along my tongue, that was laying over my lower teeth and my upper lip curled over my upper teeth, doing my best not to scrape his cock with my teeth.

I slid my oral pussy up and down his velvety length. My lips stretched as far as they have ever been. I thought about how long it has been since I have had this much black cock to satisfy and to have satisfy me.

After about 10 minutes, my lips were becoming numb and swollen from sucking his steely erection. I pulled off and looked up at him and asked if he would fuck me now. It was obvious to me that he was in no mood to cum anytime soon. I wanted what I came here for. Big, beautiful black cock in my pussy and maybe in my ass.

"Come up here, little one, and sit down with me, while I make a call."

"Raymond, you got Ryan settled in, yes........good then come on up and bring Omar."

"Kate, in a few minutes, your every wish is gonna be granted. I'm going to see that you are re-blacked, before you and hubby leave here."

Raymond walked in with who I guessed to be Omar. Him and Raymond were about the same size. Well over 6' and had to weigh close to 250, and from what I could tell, not one ounce of it fat. I was scared but in need of black cock. Until that moment, seeing these three Ebony gods, I didn't realize just how much I did need it.

Robert had by now gone partially flaccid and when he got up, his heavy black cock swung back and forth, as he walked. He pushed a button and a wall panel opened. A window was behind it and all I could see was black. I didn't know that my husband was behind it.

"Guys, what we have here is a white, married, black cock loving slut that needs to be re-introduced to the power and pleasure of big black cock and we are going to be the ones to make sure she is."

As I watched, Raymond and Omar started to undress and Robert took his boxers off again and started stroking his cock.

Raymond was an impressive specimen of black manhood. He had large, hard, well defined muscles and as he dropped his shorts, I let out a little squeal. His organ was huge and uncircumcised. It lay flaccid at about 7 inches or so and his scrotum hung half way down that impressive appendage.

I thought I had seen Mr. Big with Raymond, then Omar turned, naked, toward me. While not ripped and cut as Raymond and Robert, he was in great shape, just not well defined, except in one area. I got light headed and gasped. He was holding the thickest, blackest and ugliest slab of cockmeat I have ever seen and I was drooling. I wanted all three of these men and I wanted them now.

"I think the lady is duly impressed gentlemen. Shall we?" They walked towards me with over two feet of semi-erect black snake dangling between their legs and all for little ole me.

"You just stay sseated Kate, and we'll come to you. You will need all the rest you can get. This is going to be the BIGGEST night of your life."

Raymond was the first to present me with what I need. A big, black cock. I took it in one hand and his balls in the other and licked the massive, blunt head. It took all of 30 seconds for my loving tongue to bring him to a very impressive 9 inches of thick ebony shaft. 

Looking up at him, I took the head in my mouth,having to open wide. As I started the journey down the shaft, he jerked forward, seating the head against the opening to my throat. I coughed and he backed off, laughing. 

"I like that, a woman that can take me that far and not gag. That little cough, hell, gave me a rush."

I kept looking him in the eyes as I sucked on that meaty member. He was inclined to get that cock head into my throat. I held up both hands, he let me go and I said, "Baby, let me do it." He smiled and dropped his hands to his side.

As I worked at getting, at least, some of Raymond's cock down my throat, I feel a large pair of hands push my legs apart. A quick glance down told me it was Omar. He pushed them wide apart, leaving my labia lips exposed on each side of the thin purple, and very wet panties. 

"Would you look at the lips on that pussy. They are wide open and inviting ole Omar to take his pleasure between them." He gently started pulling my panties down and I lifted my ass off the couch, to allow him to remove them. Never missing a stroke on the big black cock, now starting to invade my throat. 

I must thank my husband for conquering my gag reflex years ago, I thought, as another inch or so slid down. But that was all. The increasing thickness of his cock, made it impossible to take any more. But I was happy with what I had and let him know by doing my little swallowing thing that never fails to produce a large load of thick, hot cum for me to savor before gulping it down with a satisfying and lip smacking good feeling ,that I had once again brought a black man pleasure.

He did not disappoint. After a half dozen or so swallows, I felt him stiffen, swell to a greater width and as I was still holding his balls, I felt them churn, tighten and release that heavy load of cum that was rushing to fill my throat, belly and mouth. 

As it shot out the bulging tip and filling my belly, he pulled back and deposited a large load in my mouth. Between the big cock and the heavy load, my mouth could not hold it all and it continuously leaked out, ran down my chin and landed on my breasts, that I thrust out to catch it. 

I never allow a black man's offering to land on the floor if I can anyway prevent it and it looked like I did. It was so thick, it barely moved when it landed.




A Night to Remember



Omar had let Raymond finish and pull out and get cleaned by my willing mouth, before he started in on my hot, dripping pussy. I pulled in a big, sighing breath as his tongue and lips devoured my pussy. He took a lip between both his forefinger and thumb and pulled them down and out to open my maw up to his lapping tongue and nipping teeth. He only had to do this for a few minutes, along with his nose touching my engorged little clit before I screamed out in my first orgasm of the night. 

As I started to scream, Robert engulfed my open mouth with his and my scream was muted by his open mouth and thrusting tongue. 

Omar continued his pussy pleasing ways and sucked my womanly juices into his mouth, looked up at me and smiled with a shiny face. He slowly got up and placed his mouth over mine, as Robert pulled back and shared some of my juices with me. This was going to be a night to remember.

I had yet to lay eyes on Omar's slab of black meat but when I did, I saw that it had not lengthened much at full erection. It seemed to be as thick as my wrist, black and knarled. All I could think of, is that it looked like a black cudgel. But I was not to be denied.

Omar lay on the floor and pulled me down with him. He started stroking that blunt tipped, nasty black cock.

"Climb aboard, little lady, and go for the ride of your life." Robert and Raymond, helped me up and each took a leg, as I put my arms around their masculine shoulders. They had me spread wide and lowered me down to his waiting stiff rod. As I was lowered into position and the head of that battering ram split my labia lips, I groaned, through my head back and screamed as I was impaled on the thickest cock I had ever had. For a long moment, I was in excruciating pain and then I felt him flick my clit and for some unknown reason, my pussy opened to allow another couple of inches enter. The pain was just a mild, throbbing now. 

Robert and Raymond held me with 4 or 5 inches in me and as they slowly lowered me, Omar held me also under my ass. He asked if I was ready for more. I told him I was and he said only about 4 more inches to go.

My overstretched, overstuffed quim was sodden by now and penetration was much easier. It took several more minutes before I was completely impaled and sitting on his crotch area. I let out a big breath and sighed as he slowly started to push up against me. I looked down at him and started to rise and fall back, a couple inches at a time.

As we got going together, he pulled me forward and started licking and sucking my taut, aching nipples. We fucked like this for over 10 minutes. I had finally gotten comfortable with the thickness of his cock, which didn't seem the least bit nasty, just very filling.

Leaning over as I was, opened my anal region for exploration by my other two black lovers, I wiggled it and they took that as an open invitation to explore. Each had a cheek in there hands and were massaging it and pulling my cheeks in opposite directions, opening my crack, as wide as it would stretch and letting it go. Soon my cheeks were relaxed and I found myself, just laying still, impaled to the hilt on Omar. 

I felt something slippery and cool, being dribbled onto my little brown hole and a thumb gently applying pressure to it. Slowly, it opened to allow that thumb, entry. As it was worked around abit, some more lube applied and another thumb pushed and gained entry, stretching my hole wide open.

I was just getting used to the feeling of being opened up and stretched, when both thumbs retreated, a large gob of lube dropped inside and a cock was shoved in to the hilt. I shuddered and had a mind blowing orgasm. The second of the night. 

In a minute of two, as I was recovering and still being fucked in the ass. I noticed all three of my black lovers were within my view

WHO THE FUCK WAS IN MY ASS. Omar let me go and I looked over my shoulder and there was my HUSBAND, driving into my ass with all he had. Omar started to fuck up into me with short strokes. Raymond and Robert each had a tit and were mauling them, pinching my nipples, causing me to let out small squeals each time they pinched and twisted. 

Ryan kept right on fucking my burning ass and every so often would bring his hand down on my ass, with so much force it sounded like a gun shot, being my ass was covered with lube and sweat.

I felt Omar's thick cock begin to tighten under me and Ryan's cock begin to swell in my ass and knew I was going to be filled to the brim. Both holes at once. Ryan started to cum first and with his howl, Omar let out a bellow and let lose with his load. Both men fucked me through their's and my orgasm. Mine started as soon as I felt my holes expand with their hot cum. 

Omar must have been saving up for a week and I knew Ryan had for almost a week. When we all came back to earth and relaxed, Ryan pulled out of my ass with a pop and a big bubble of cum. Robert lifted me off Omar, very slowly and my insides were being drawn out with his cock. Raymond said it was the most he had ever seen of cunt skin being drawn out along with a cock. When it came free, I let out a stream of womanly essence that landed on his shaved pubic area. As I slid back, I lapped it all up and swallowed.

"You guys...........Ryan.............what the fuck.". They all laughed.

"You thought when I left with Ryan that I was going to have him watch and we would work at cuckolding him. But he convinced me that if I let him in on the action, that he would break in your ass for us. He wanted to see you take a big black cock up your little white ass. He has been watching through that dark window."

Robert was bending me over the table with a pillow under my stomach and probing my still gaping ass with his fingers.

"Well, guys looks like she is ready. Won't need much lube either, as long as we don't mind fucking in her husbands cum."

Ryan walked up behind me with the lube and pushed the tip into my ass and emptied the tube. 

"That might all be guys, but I don't want her hurt. Looks like she has well over 2 ft. of black cock to get through before we can leave and go home."

That's my husband, always thinking of me.

Robert was first. His beautiful black cock slid easily into my over lubed and cum slickened ass hole. He took long easy strokes, as my hubby, reached under to play with my hard nipples. Robert reached around and was playing with my pussy. With all the stimulation, a lady hasn't a chance. My body shuddered, my ass clamped down hard on Robert's cock and we both came within seconds of one another. He pulled out and Raymond stepped into position. I was watching Omar slowly stroking his thick, black cudgel, as he walked up to the table and presented it to my face. I couldn't get it in my mouth very well, so I just amused myself by licking it as Raymond spent time getting his 10" black organ into me up to his low hanging balls. His strokes were much harder and faster, slamming me against the table. 

"Stop, dammit, walk backwards and let me get up on the couch on my knees and then you can continue pummeling my ravaged ass. This table hurts."

With his cock still buried to the hilt we slide walked backwards until I was able to get on my knees on the couch hanging onto the back and then Raymond really went at it.

My wonderful husband, wiggled another tube of lube in my face and told Robert to pull out. As he did I felt the tube in my ass and a cool squirt of lube and Raymond was fucking me with abandon. He finally pulled out and came all over my back.

Now the coup de grace, Omar and that big black battering ram. He laid it on my back and slowly drug it down through my ass crack, going on past my gaping, sloppy hole. When he got to the bottom of my pussy, he rubbed it, laughed and started the journey back up my crack and when he touched my wide open hole, two things happened, simultaneously, his thick cock entered my ass the same time his huge hand delivered a slap to my ass that must have been heard all over the club. 

I cried out in pain as he pushed that big cock all the way in my ass. Not as deep as Robert or Raymond but the width of my gape, must have defied comment. It felt like someone had shoved their fist up my ass. Luckily for me, my ass muscles or what was left of them squeezed down at just the right moment and being he had been stroking himself and I had been licking him, he lasted about 5 minutes until, with a bellow and a final thrust, he unloaded a volley of cum shots that made me have the orgasm of the night.

When he finished, he pulled my ass cheeks wide apart and slowly pulled out. 

To my utter surprise and I had no idea where he got it, but Ryan, shoved a butt plug up my ass and said, "There, that ought to keep u from leaking all over my truck seats on the way home."

Robert helped me into my clothes, sans, bra and panties. He said he is gonna hang them on the wall in his office.

Raymond asked us if we intended to come back. Ryan said it was up to me.

"Can I have my pick of anyone I want."

Robert said, "For you, sweet lady, yes. I will line up some of those young bulls that have a thing for hot older white wives, and you can have any or all. Up to you. How about next Friday night, say 8."

We made it a date. Now I had a husband to go home with and thank for allowing me this wonderful evening of black cock bliss.

On the way out of the club, I saw a tall, statuesque black lady, leaning against the wall, drink in hand, that she saluted me with and her long, pink tongue slowly snaked out of her mouth and and curled up, as she pulled it back in and smiled. I smiled back, hmmmm, now that was an invitation if ever I saw one.

Next Friday night, next chapter.



A Night To Remember



Most people say that I'm a dark manipulative salty bitch. They may call me all that shit, but it doesn't bother me, because that's the image I give off sometimes. Most other people say I'm crazy, always happy, loving, daring, and just a shit ton of fun! Well guess what? I'm a woman. I have good moments, and bad ones. I like some people; I love few, and hate more. That's how shit work...

I think I'm an average attractive person I'm proportioned. Not big breasted, but I like them. Would I get implants? Shit yes, if I had the money!! Everyone loves my ass. I appreciate my body, and considering it's almost 2012 I have a right to be conceited. Well to start you off I am dancer consisting of taking my clothes off that is. I've always been one to do what's needed to get by, and dancing was my key to comfortable living I barely made it out of middle school, not alone high school I do however have my GED but I never got the chance to use it. I barely have friends' .Not a lot of family. I never got into sticking around people. They seem to hurt u, or u hurt them, or they just fade into the distance the world will always go on with, or without you. Well I'm here to tell you a story a true story. About a man that changed my life.

I had just broken up with my first real boyfriend, and had moved to the middle of the projects all on my own. I had bullet proof windows for crying out loud!! It was no keeper, but it was home. Well I needed stuff for the house, so I chose Dollar Dolly's strip club to start work. I made good money, had no problems and that was that. After a while I got into a weekly routine, working 4 nights a week. I headed to work on a Tuesday headed to the dressing room, and got ready.

I had gotten on stage and made my round to the men throwing money on the stage. Two men stuck out because normally in the beginning of the day there are older guys then younger. They seemed fairly young mid-20s to maybe 30 if that. One guy was very nervous as the other was very flashy big shit eating grin n these devious eyes. He made me nervous, but I don't mind knocking on the devils door for a few dollars.

The man with the eyes through his shaky friend a few bucks to watch me dance. So I did I shook my ass showed a few tricks flashed my size 38b cups n pulled my panties to the side for a few seconds for them to peep what I hid. All shaved. A nice perfect pussy, as most men complimented. I fixed myself got on my knees leaned in, and kissed the devilish man on the corner of his mouth, said a sweet thank you, and got down.

They had left shortly after that .I completely forgot about them as I do every other costumer .I went home did this, and that, as Friday came around I decided me, and my friend Sierra should probably treat ourselves to a girl night out. We got up hit up the nail salon, and went shopping for some cute outfits. We looked better than most considering most girls were in Jordan's, jeans, and very casual. We had mini dresses with blazers, and some cute pumps. We got in the door, and immediately started drinking shots of vodka. We popped around from different floors of the club, because there were five clubs in one so we made our way upstairs went outside smoked a few cigarettes and went back to the dance floor.

It was mainly raggaetone and hip hop. We were having a blast dancing, laughing as usual, and getting annihilated we hit up every bar, except for one. I yelled.

"Shots, let's go over there pointing!"

As I approached the bar I notice this smile. I've seen this smile before; as I found myself looking at this man I notice he remembers me as well. It was the man from the club. I forget how the conversation started, but I remember him saying how much he respected me for what I did for a living, and he could always appreciate a hustler. I smiled, and flirted back for a few he bought me a few drinks. I remember introducing myself as Maria. He hadn't told me his name yet. Either that or I immediately forgot.

We stood there dancing, and talking when I had noticed Sierra had run off with most likely some guy. I continued to flirt, and gave him my calm seductive, can't hustle a hustler, or pull game on me cause I run this show. It had been far too long without sex, and I didn't mind a one night stand with a complete stranger.

He asked if I wanted a ride I said we should go to his place the lights to the club started to come on. We darted for the door. As we made it outside, I tried to find my friend it was the beginning of spring n all I had on was my mini dress, and some very painful shoes that were killing my feet, so we made a move to find his car while I phoned Sierra up. It was a little way till we made it to the car, but by then she had called back, and said she had also found a ride home with a fellow club-e. Perfect I thought she was joining him at her place, and so I can proceed to go to his place.

He shut my door behind me, and jumped into the driver's side he had stated how cool it was that I had trusted him enough to go home with him to his place as we had just met. I gave him a dark smile, and replied" I think I can take you, and gave him a little giggle." 

He was about 6 feet tall averages build dark eyes and very smooth, if I may say... He was the mixture between business, and streets smarts. Held a good bit of conversation. Funny, but not goofy. Being a dancer I know a lot about bull shitters, and could tell before we made it to his place that he wasn't full of shit. 

As I had broken up with my ex, he had just broken up with his. So therefor I felt we were on the same page as of a one night stand.

He lived in a quiet neighborhood. He held my hand as we made it up the few stairs to his house. He opened the door, and we went in. he turned on some music grabbed a candle, and brought me to the bedroom. Which wasn't fancy, but his bed was to die for. It was so soft, and comfortable. He started to kiss me, but I'm no pro, and personally I hate kissing. He seemed let down when I had pushed him off, but as I lifted my dress for him he seemed to let go of the thought of not kissing. He started to undress as I left everything on except my panties. I was more eager than ever. 

He was on top touching me, pulling my hair. It was all so fast, and with the alcohol I had consumed it was kind of blurry. I remember him being so good with his hands. He made me so wet, and started to try, and kiss me again. I tried to resist, but then he pulled onto my hair tighter gyrated his hips into mine as if not caring. I lay under him just giving in, and went with the flow he started to play with my clit as if he knew all along where, and how to play with me. 

Then the ultimate questioned had come up! '' Do you have a condom"? He shot up, and looked at me kind of furious, and asked if I had anything, like an STD .Grabbing me harder. I flinched, and said'' NO!!!"

As if I can't fucking believe this guy asked me that. I stared at his big brown seductive eyes.

'' I just like to use protection!" "Nor do I want to get pregnant, plus I just met u!!"

As I explained to him he stayed hovering over me. Looking at me, as if I said something wrong. He told me to shut the fuck up, grabbed me tighter, and demanded I let him have me ...he said he" just needed to feel me."

His facial expression left no room for joking. 

I tried to get up, but his strength over powered me. He held me to the bed, and thrust into me all at once. I was so confused on what was happening I barely fought back. I was so wet, and wanted it so bad I turned my head back, and forth to shake it off. I tried to lift my arms up as he impaled me with his smooth cock. It wasn't difficult for him to keep fucking me while holding me down. He leaned into kiss me as I was speechless. I suddenly grabbed the bottom of his lip between my teeth, and bit down he jumped back with a yell slapped me hard across my face. He stilled for a second, as I tried with all my might to wiggle from under him. I rolled from the bed with my dress hiked up, and bare underneath. I almost made it to the bedroom door, before I felt the pressure of his hand push the back side of me. As I fell to the ground i slammed my head onto the door. He stood above me as I tried to back away from him on the ground. I started to scream for help as loud as possible.

I fought back as hard as I could, but I wasn't even a match for this man .I wasn't a scrawny weakling. I used to get into my fair share of fights and never had lost before. My new acquaintance picked me up, and slammed my face into the bed with my legs still touching the floor. He held my throat choking me. Using his upper body to hold me down, He reached for his cock letting my neck go from his grip. Searching for my pussy to see how wet I was, He poked the tip of his head in my pussy, and started to fuck me.

I just cried helplessly, still trying to wiggle from his grasp. I never tried to stop fighting. I was panting, and moaning, screaming crying for help, and for him to let me go. He was poking into me slowly, and then rapidly, as he pulled out from me he aimed his dick at my ass. I screamed 

''YOU'RE OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND!" 

Fighting back with more fight than ever. As I tried for release. I got myself onto the middle of the bed with him still on me and as I went left to right, left to right trying to free myself of his grasp wiggling hard as I could it did not work. I felt him enter deep into my tight asshole that I fought so hard for. It happened so fast I don't think he even realized he succeeded when he did. He held it there for a second. I gasped for air; it was like I couldn't breathe normal like he took everything all in one second.

Between my fright, arousal, and adrenaline, I was panting and couldn't even speak. He didn't say anything, but one remark to "calm down." That he "just wants to finish." If I let him he could make it feel good. I blacked out every now, and then from all the confusion, and pain. It was like a burning hot pressure, but I was soaked from all that had happened.

I didn't want this, but the body knows what it wants. When he was close to coming he whispered in my ear, and said. "If u didn't want this u wouldn't be so wet." 

His voice was so cold, but aroused, and excited from the fight, and rape. He slid his fingers between my legs, and so very easily found my spot. Sliding his fingers in me tracing my clit all the while driving himself into my ass. At this point I couldn't even hear myself scream or even think. I was just in a whole different state of mind. This has never happened to me. I began to feel my orgasm build. My ass went tighter around his cock milking him for all he had. He began panting words like "uh ya that's it come for me, uh, I can feel it baby come for me!! Uhhh!!!!" "I'm Cuming! I'm Cuming in your ass!!"

I let out a scream, slash sigh of relief knowing he had finished.

He flopped down on top of me, and waited for his erection to go down. I tried to calm my breathing, while he wiped my tears with his hand, and kissing me gently near my right ear. I was crying, and still trying to make sense of it all. when he pulled his dick out of me. I screeched in pain and relief when I felt the emptiness consume me he peered into my gaping asshole. I laid there spread out for him to see .Placing his finger into my now open hole I moaned as he stood there toying with me. I think I passed out after that because that's all I remember.

I slept fairly well considering all the excitement. My dreams were vague, but I remember a weird dream as if I was flirting with the devil. We made a deal that I'll always be his, no matter what. We began to make passionate love, as the devils true form showed. I had a sudden urge to scream, and run away, but I was stuck, and couldn't move. I tried to free myself ,and as I abruptly awoke from my nightmare, I had found that I was tied down to my new friends bed .

Unable to move my arms due to the fact they had been tied spread tightly apart above my head. It was probably around one in the afternoon by now .The sun was up, I looked around the room. There wasn't much in there besides the bed I was obviously tied to, a work desk on the left , and a ridiculously huge flat screen TV in front of me .The door was already opened so I didn't hear him walk in cause I was too distracted on holding the tears back, and trying to free myself from my restraints.

He sat on the bed. I shot him a furious worried look I commanded he release me immediately .He just sat there looking at me. At this time I notice I am only covered by a thin navy blue sheet. My dress was no longer on. He placed the coffees on the floor. I began to scream, but was silence by his choke hold. His strength was over powering. I never expected him to be so strong. He then climbed on top of me he started to reach down to free himself from his pants. I started to cry, and beg him not to. Grabbing my face pushing a hard kiss on my lips, he says" relax it'll be better this time." 

I felt his warmth on the inside of my thigh. He slid down, and started to softly kiss my pussy. Lubricating it for himself his tongue was slippery, and so warm his touch was perfect and I couldn't help, but be aroused he raised his head, came up to face ,me and whispered how sexy I was. I was dumb struck. I had no reaction on any of this. He started to press his member into me. I shut my eyes, and turned my head to the side. Easing in slowly he began to move his hips. He told me to relax. To enjoy it! He wanted to please me; he wanted to make me happy. All I could do is look astonished, and snap back.

"PLEASE ME, BY LETTING ME GO!! I DON'T WANT THIS I HATE U!!"

I fought a little, found no use in doing so, and shortly stopped. I lay still until he claimed he was about to cum, and that's when I thought." Oh God No." I started to scream, and fight back. I begged him not to cum in me.

Wrapping his hands around my neck tightly he yelled for me to shut the fuck up!! He told me" I need to cum in you I have to, and you'll soon learn to love it." Finishing his statement he bucked his hips forward pushing deeper inside of me his body jerked and came so deep and so hard into my sopping wet pussy. 

Embarrassed even to ask I sucked back my sobs, and asked him his name for I couldn't remember if he even told me it...The very attractive, but devilish man smiled at me seductively, and told me I could call him.

"My love or Master."

In a sarcastic voice I said 

"Well my love can I go to the bathroom, and clean myself or what?"

The man began to untie me, and as soon as I was free I grabbed the sheet to head towards the bathroom .He ripped it from my hands ,and grabbed me by the elbow and demanded I never try to hide myself from him again. I snapped my elbow from him, and asked for directions to the bathroom. He directed to the normal sized bathroom, and shut the door behind me.

Scoping out the place, I notice there probably one way out n that's the way we came in. Just going to the bathroom didn't show much seeing it was the first door on the left outside the bedroom .I used the toilet, and started the shower. I tried to look for anything I could in the bathroom for a weapon. Searching the cabinets all I found was tooth brushes and body wash. I couldn't think of anything, and when I finally gave up, and just jumped into the shower MR. Master showed up.

Sitting on the toilet. Just watching me. He peered at me as I scrub hard enough to weaken the memory of his touch, and when I finished he wrapped the towel around me I headed back to the bedroom, I was quiet at first, and then asked if he was going to let me go. Smiling he kissed the corner of my lip, and said smoothly that he was going to release me ,but I shouldn't forget him for he will know where I am at all times ,and will come for me soon. He gave me a bag of clothes, and some ballet slippers told me to dress and we could leave.

I rushed on the clothing and slippers, and darted for the door .As we got outside it was still pretty sunny out, we got to his car. It was a forest green car with tan interior. He had a lot of equipment in there. He got into the driver seat looked at me, and commanded I put my head in my lap until he made it close to the club we had met at. It was probably about 15 to 20 minutes before I could raise my head. I directed him to the wrong house. (Of course.) Trying to rush out of the car he snatched my forearm, and said

"I'll be close, watch yourself."

The look he gave me was threatening and very much promising. I looked into his eyes my mouth couldn't help, but fall slightly open. I was just so fucking confused. What is happening, what did I get myself into, and what do I even do?????? 

I broke from his grip swallowed hard slammed the door and watched him drive away.



A Night to Remember



"This house is totally haunted!" Whitney rubbed her hands up and down her bare arms in an attempt to generate some heat. She looked around the dark, dusty interior and shuddered again.

"Oh stop being such a baby." Her friend gave her a light push on the shoulder, sending her teetering off balance. Rachael glanced around with hopeful eyes. "This is going to be the perfect place for a Halloween party and you know it!" 

Whit did know it, but hated to admit it. It was perfect. Spooky and secluded. Just what they needed for their night of fun. A sly smile curved her lush lips as she thought of the small little get-together being planned. Not a huge everyone's-invited-party, but rather a selective group of close friends. And lots of alcohol. It was going to be a blast!

"C'mon. Let's get this over with quickly. I have some last minutes shopping to do for my costume. This will only take a few minutes to clean up. We'll decorate tomorrow after classes are out, before everyone arrives."

The building was still well supplied with furniture, and the two girls cleared both floors quickly, pulling cloth covers from everything and dusting off the surfaces. When they were finished, the house looked slightly better, but more dark as they had lost the last of the daylight hours. 

They walked home quickly, a chill in the air that seemed to slide around their bodies and under clothing, bringing another violent shiver to Whitney's small form. "Hurry up. I'm freezing." She muttered, picking up the pace and tugging Rachael along with her. 

"Just come to my place for the night. It's so much closer than your house, and you can use the phone to call your parents." Rachael had to jog to catch up. They came to the end of the ridiculously long drive and turned left, following the faint glow of street lights back to civilization. 

"That sounds like a great plan." Her teeth chattered as she uttered the words. She cast one last look at the house that was now hidden behind the thicket of pine trees. Tomorrow night was going to be the first of the three-day long celebration of the greatest holiday of the year.

It took nearly another twenty minutes before they got to the paved streets and then another fifteen to get to Rachael's house. Whitney was eternally grateful for the offer to stay there; her house was another twenty minutes away and she was so cold! 

"Come on. Jump in the shower and warm up. I'll put the kettle on for some tea." Rachael led her friend up the stairs and down the hall to the bathroom. She set the water to a moderate temperature before turning back to Whit. "Here. Let me help." She reached for the tiny buttons on the front of the blonde's shirt, pushing her shaking hands aside. 

Her small fingers were fast and efficient as she slid the buttons through the holes, her fingers brushing bare skin as she worked her way over the swell of the other girls' breasts. She pushed the thin fabric from her shoulders, her green eyes meeting the blue ones steadily. "Turn around." Her voice was husky as she urged Whit to face the counter. Rachael raised her hands to the clasp, her eyes once again meeting Whit's in the mirror. Then her gaze dropped as the clasp fell open and the straps slid from her shoulders. Her hands followed the straps down the other girls' arms until the offensive material was out of the way. Then they came back up to cup the heavy weight, massaging seductively, bringing hard tips to the peaks. She watched Whitney's expression as the pleasurable sensations washed through her. Rachael let her hands trail a path down the flat stomach as she knelt, finding the tiny zipper tab on the back of the short skirt with her teeth. She tugged it down, her hands pushing the garment over lush hips. She urged Whit to turn again, to face her now, as she remained on her knees. A pleased sigh escaped, her warm breath tantalizing on Whitney's chilled body. Whitney tried to push the last item from herself, the scrap of lacy material, but Rachael grabbed her hands, holding them at her sides. Her mouth came to that lacy strip, breath warm, tongue moist. She licked tentatively and was rewarded with Whit's futile struggle as she tried to free her arms. Her hips twisted restlessly and little whimpers rose. Rachael nipped at her in warning, halting all struggles. Then she resumed her slow exploration. 

Her tongue made tiny strokes at the lace. She secured a piece between her teeth and tugged, bringing it down half an inch. Then she stopped. And looked back up at Whitney, who's eyes were wide and pleading. Rachael took a long slow lick, her tongue slipping under the edge of the panties, before she took them in her teeth again. Whit bucked her hips and tugged again in another attempt to free her hands. But Rachael was unrelenting as she let go of the fabric again and nipped at that soft mound in reprimand. Her tongue swirled lazily, pushing the thong lower still, exposing more of her friend's lush promising body. She tugged the panties down the rest of the way, sliding them down her thighs before going back to that enticing place. When Whit tried to inch her legs open, she was shocked to find she couldn't. She looked down to see that Rachael had a knee on either side, keeping her from moving. She moaned in frustration, her head rolling back. Rachael's tongue continued to work its magic in teasing little strokes, winding Whitney tighter and tighter. She struggled ferociously now, bucking and twisting. 

"Rachael, please!" She was panting now, twisting her wrists back and forth. "Please, oh please!" 

Rachael rocked back on her heels, licking her lips. "Please, what baby?" She murmured, her voice low and sexy, her eyes glazed with lust. She licked her lips again, tasting the moisture there. Whitney's exotic taste. She let go of the other girl and began to undress herself slowly. Whitney watched with hungry eyes, her hands sliding over her own body. 

"Come on." Rachael grabbed one of her roaming hands and tugged her into the shower. The warm water washed over them in trickling cascades. Whitney twisted her captive wrist, grabbing Rachael's, and quickly snagging the other one, pulling both behind the other girls' back and holding them there with one hand, while leaning Rach back onto them for good measure. She leaned in and took Rachael's mouth with hers, kissing her brutally. She brought her free hand up to caress Rachael's breasts roughly, tugging and twisting her nipples into hard peaks before lowering her mouth to them. Rach arched into the assault, moaning. She pulled her hands free easily, and raised them to the tangle of blonde hair, guiding that wondrous mouth lower...

Whitney grabbed her thighs and pulled them apart, kneeling on the bottom of the tub, she licked her lips in anticipation before burying her face in Rachael's snatch. Her tongue lashed out, tasting the cream that gathered so readily. Her teeth pulled at the labia, suckling and licking, while holding the writhing hips as still as possible under the assault. Her tongue lapped up more cream before moving to that now engorged nub. Rachael's swollen clit was the key to her first orgasm as Whit sucked greedily, her fingers delving deep into the ever ready cunt. 

"Oh! Ooh Yes! Fuck me! Yes!" Her hips bucked uncontrollably and Whitney forced a third finger into Rachael's cunt sending her into another orgasm. Her own snatch was aching for attention, throbbing in need. 

As if sensing it, Rachael suddenly pushed Whitney down and was on top of her in seconds. Her teeth scraping at the hardened nipples and her fingers sliding between Whit's wet labia. She plunged two fingers deep, her mouth clamping down on her breast simultaneously, causing Whit to thrash and buck. Rachael kissed her way down hurriedly, all their motions were rushed now, and licked eagerly, lapping up that sweet honey before the water could wash any of it away. Her tongue joined her two fingers, licking as far into that snatch as she could get to draw out more cream. Her tongue bathed the edges of her own buried fingers before flicking at the engorged clit. Whit screamed, her hips coming off the bottom of the tub, pushing herself more securely into Rachael's mouth. Rach took advantage, suckling at her clit until she was crying out for more...

"Oh, Rachael, Gods, let me cum! Please, let me cum! I need... I want..." The words became incoherent and Rachael obliged, shoving another finger into her already stretched cunt and lapping at her clit in rhythm to her thrusts. Her free hand moved from its restraining hold on her hip to her bouncing breasts, teasing her hard nipples even more. The force of the orgasm had Whitney screaming out, her fingers tangled in Rach's hair to push her harder against that aching pleasure, before pulling roughly, her hips twisting out of reach. 

"No more. Oh Gods, you're going to kill me." She was panting, pulling in gasping breaths as she slid down to Rachael to kiss her passionately, tasting herself on those lush lips. "Save some for the weekend." She added with a sly wink.

A day at the local college had never felt as long as this one as the minutes dragged by. Whitney's eyes barely left the clock as she sat in her last class of the day, counting down the seconds. The moment the instructor indicated class was over, she was out of her seat so fast she almost knocked the chair over. 

"In a hurry?" A husky voice asked from behind her, catching her chair before it clattered to the floor. A strong hand snaked around her waist to rest on her ribs seductively, his thumb stroking the underside of her breast teasingly. 

She leaned back against Dominic's sturdy chest, sighing as his touch sent tingles of pleasure coursing through her. "You know I am." She murmured after several seconds in answer to his question. She pulled regretfully out of his grasp and grabbed her books up to her chest, blocking any more advances. "I've got stuff to do. I'll see you later." She gave a shy grin as she whirled away and exited the room. 

The hallways were packed with people, all excited for the weekend of costumes and partying. Some had dressed up for the day, for the contest that had been held for best costume, some for the sheer fun of it. Whitney had put on a simple bunny outfit, with floppy white ears, and a fluffy tail attached to the back of her short skirt.

A short ways down the hall Rachael came bounding up to her, looking eager and impatient. "What took you so long?" She fell into step and began to backtrack to Whit's locker. 

"Dom stopped me, predictably." Whit dropped her books on the bottom of the locker, and grabbed her purse and shawl from the last remaining hook. She slammed the door shut and spun the lock. "Let's get out of here." 

The bits of last minute shopping they had to finish took nearly forty minutes and then they were ready to begin the long walk back to their chosen destination. At the secluded house the decorating began. Pre-carved pumpkins were placed sporadically up the drive to mark the way, and into the depths of the house itself. 

Being empty for years, the power was disconnected, although when the bank foreclosed they still upheld the minimum amount of maintenance. Rachael set about placing candles in niches throughout the rooms while Whit set up a temporary bar, displaying the variety of alcohol they had accumulated. 

By the time night arrived, the house was finished for the party, and they changed into different costumes. Whitney had chosen a tiny tight white nurses outfit, the skirt barely covering enough to be called a skirt. And a top that twisted around her torso, bounding her breasts in revealing confinement. 

Soft music played from a battery powered system, flowing through the house in spooky strains. When the knock on the door came, Whit watched the black cat that was Rachael go to answer it. Her outfit was a short black dress, a tail attached to the ties lacing down her slender back with matching ears atop her head. 

Standing on the front porch was Dominic and Max, escorting Paige and Ellen. Ellen skipped into the house, hugging Rachael enthusiastically before going in search of Whitney. She gave Whit a hug and a peck on the cheek before admiring the costume her friend was wearing. Whit stepped back, taking in the artistic homemade costume of Ellen's barbarism. It was a fur clad mini skirt and matching halter. Her knee high boots were also covered in fur, laced up the sides. 

Dom entered the room next, horns protruding from his head, his skin painted a deep red. The suit he wore added to the sophistication of being the devil incarnate. Behind him was Max dressed as the wolfman in torn clothes with patches of fur showing through. Paige entered on Rachael's arm, her grey mouse ears contrasting with the cat girl at her side.

"Let's get this party started!" Dominic dropped a quick kiss on Whitney's cheek before heading to the makeshift bar to mix a few drinks. 

Several rounds later, and with the added effect of shots the party really started. It was still early in the night as Whitney crawled across the floor to Rachael's tempting form. She knelt with one leg between Rach's, her hand skimming up to the full breasts and caressing as she leaned in, teasing Rachael's lush lips with grazing kisses. Behind her she felt the sensations of fingers over her rounded bottom, sliding up her back to the knot that kept her top in place. The material was loosened and slowly released, allowing her breasts to fall free. She arched her head back, giving Dominic access to slip the material from around her neck, leaving her unencumbered. The movement left her breasts jutting invitingly into Rachael's face. The other girl didn't need any second invitation, and flicked her tongue across the erect nipples. A moan rose in Whit's throat, urging Rach on, tempting her further. 

Ellen watched in rapt attention as Rachael suckled teasingly, her hand rising to grasp the girls' other breast, massaging and caressing, bringing two completely different sensations to Whit's writhing body. Ellen could feel her blood flowing hotly, her heart pounding in excitement. 

Max came to her side as she fidgeted restlessly, twisting her hands together in her lap. He took both her hands, twisting them behind her back and holding them in one of his, as he raised his other hand to grasp her throat. Her eyes met his, glazed with lust as she gasped for air. Ever so slowly he lowered his head to hers, his lips brushing hers in gentle torment before clamping down brutally, forcing her head farther back. 

Rachael pushed Whitney from her, rolling to land on top. She showered kisses across the other girls' face and down her neck, nipping playfully before carrying on down to the lush breasts begging for attention. Whit squealed as Rachael bit roughly, her body arching into the assault. Then Rach carried on, kissing across her flat stomach down to the low riding skirt. She caught the bottom of the vinyl skirt and tugged it up, revealing her treasure. The tiny white g-string did nothing, as was Whit's plan. Rachael's tongue smoothed across the material in tantalizing strokes, wringing moan after moan from Whit's ever thrashing body. Dominic watched the display, his hand stroking his rigid member until he couldn't take it anymore. He knelt beside Whit, turning her face toward him. Her eyes went wide with a mix of shock and pleasure as he thrust his cock into her protesting mouth as Rachael stabbed her tongue deep. Her moans, muffled by her full mouth, reverberated through Dom, heightening his pleasure as he began to set the pace, thrusting into that hot cavern while Whit lathered him with her tongue. 

Paige's fingers were busy as she stared at the scene unfolding before her. Unlike Ellen, she didn't have the discipline to withhold from giving herself pleasure. She sank her fingers deep into her wet snatch, her head back, eyes closed as she savoured the sensations. She was only slightly surprised when she felt the first tentative lap at her spread labia. Opening her eyes she saw Ellen kneeling in front of her, a sexy grin on her face as she dipped her head down again. Paige's wet fingers tangled in the mass of blonde hair, guiding her. Max came up on his knees behind Ellen, pushing her skirt up to reveal the bare expanse of skin beneath. His breath came out in a small rush of anticipation to see that there was nothing between him and her glistening core. He slipped one finger into her, causing her muscles to clamp around him. Withdrawing it, he raised his hand to his lips, tasting her sweet honey, his eyes meeting Paige's as she watched hungrily. He plunged two fingers back in, a small stretch in comparison to what was to come. Unfastening his pants' he pulled his rigid cock out while still fingering Ellen with the other hand, her body pushing back and riding his hand. She made a small whimper of dismay as he pulled his hand away, leaving her feeling bereft. But to make up for it, he rested the engorged head of his dick against her oh-so-welcoming entrance, slipping in a mere half an inch. Her gasp of pleasure had Paige tightening her fingers in Ellen's hair, excitement coursing through her. As Max surged hotly into Ellen's cunt, the girl clamped down on Paige's swollen clit, eliciting a scream of sheer pleasure. 

Whitney struggled futilely, her body aflame in need as Rachael continued her ministrations, using fingers, tongue, and teeth alike. While Dominic surged down her throat, one hand holding her still for his invasion while the other caressed her aching breasts, twisting and pinching her nipples into hard peaks. The second Rachael raised her head, her eyes gleaming mischievously as she licked the moisture from her lips, Whit pulled out of Dom's grasp and shoved Rach backwards, sending her sprawling to the floor. Wasting no time Whit got to her knees and leaned over Rach, grinning evilly before tugging the straps of the small dress from her. She stripped her quickly and sat back for a second, admiring the beauty of the body before her. Rachael writhed against the hard floor, her body craving what Whit's lusty look was promising. Whitney bypassed the slow buildup, seeing that Rach was already glistening in her need, and buried her face between those wide spread thighs. She lapped up the honey greedily, her tongue sliding in to draw out more. Behind her Dom was impatient, prodding at her entrance insistently. He plunged deep into her snatch, pounding into her as she suckled at Rachael's labia before he withdrew. He raised his aim a little bit and began pushing against her back door, forcing her to accept his wide girth as he grabbed her hips and held her still. 

Her scream of surprise brought the attention of the other three, and they stopped what they were doing to crawl over. Max pulled Rachael out of the way, pushing her into the welcoming arms of the other two waiting girls'. He grabbed Whit roughly by the hair and hauled her away from Dom, who growled his displeasure. And then he saw what Max was up to. Max pulled his clothes off hastily and seated himself on the couch, pulling Whit into his lap, positioning her wet cunt over his throbbing cock and pulled her down onto him in slow torment. As she began her sensuous ride, Dom resumed his position, forcing his way once more into her back door. She writhed against the two sensations, trying desperately to get away from the pain/pleasure. But neither male would release her, forcing their will on her to stay as directed while they derived their pleasure from her over stretched body. Dominic grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her head back as he thrust into her. Whitney struggled against the restraints, causing more pain as they continued. Despite the pain being inflicted, a rush of excitement went through her, building in her core until she felt like she was going to explode...

On the floor, the remaining three girls were in a tangled mass of arms, legs and breasts. The remains of their costumes lay in a heap a few feet away, leaving the writhing bodies bare. Rachael lay on her back, legs spread wide to accommodate Ellen, while Paige knelt over her face. As Ellen lapped at Rachael's snatch, her fingers delved deep into her own cunt making her moan in building ecstasy. Paige leaned back, her knees sliding slightly farther apart, bringing her throbbing clit more securely to Rach's swirling tongue, her breathing becoming heavier with each and every stroke. The orgasm started with Rachael, her body tightening with intense pleasure as the sensations coursed through her. She latched onto Paige's engorged clit, suckling ferociously and simultaneously inserting two fingers into her wet twat bringing forth the beginnings of her orgasm. As the tremors subsided, the two of them pinned Ellen down. Rachael held her arms, her kisses tasting of Paige's juices while Paige spread those luscious thighs. She started with a few teasing licks, making Ellen moan and writhe before stopping, leaving Ellen feeling bereft. But then she felt the pressure of something else pushing against her, and as she tried to twist to look, Rachael tightened her hold, ensuring she couldn't get away. Paige took the half full two-six and with the help of her fingers to spread the labia, began to push the bottle inside her friend. Ellen gasped as she felt her body being spread far wider than anything she had even encountered. Paige inserted it slowly, tantalizingly before lowering her mouth back to lap at the edges. Ellen's orgasm came quickly, her body clamping down around the vodka bottle painfully making her struggle to get away and get the item out of her. 




A Night to Remember



On the couch Whitney screamed as the pleasure crashed through her, her hips bucking sporadically. After she collapsed across Max, Dominic gave a final few thrusts before pulling out to spill his seed in jetting streams across her back. Her vaginal muscles clenched in reaction, and Max pushed her from him, forcing Dom to hold her up as he grabbed his member to jerk at it roughly, his own seed squirting out across her tits. 

Whitney staggered from the room, barely able to walk but not wanting to collapse in the messy state she was in. She half crawled, half stumbled up the flight of stairs to the room she had claimed as hers for the night and across into the adjoining bathroom. The taps let out a spray of cold water, shocking yet refreshing on her over heated body. Her legs felt as if they were going to give out on her any second, and the rest of her body was protesting the actions of cleansing herself as pain throbbed through her. She turned the taps off and stumbled to the bed, flinging herself down wearily and letting the effects of the alcohol take her into a belated stupor. 

Awhile later Whit awoke to the sensation of fingers trailing over her body. She had no idea how long she had slept for, but her head pounded in dehydration and her mouth was parched. She squinted in the darkness, trying to see who was in her room. 

"Dom, if that's you, you can get out. I'm way too tired for anything else right now. Maybe in a week." She rolled over, facing the wall in emphasis after her slightly slurred words. The movement stopped and she allowed the edges of sleep to crowd back into her mind. 

Downstairs the two depleted men had redressed and were seated on the couch, both a drink in hand and staring blankly at the wall before them... 

A bottle lay on the floor with the evidence of the women's lust coating it, while the three girls' curled around each other for warmth. Rachael awoke first and pulled herself away from the tangle, awaking Paige in the process. Paige smiled warmly at her, and grabbed up the bottle of vodka, taking a swig and offering it to Rach. After a sip, Rachael helped the other girl to her feet, leading her from the room and up the stairs.

There was a second bathroom down the hall where they enjoyed a candle lit cold shower. Paige stepped out first, wrapping herself in a large fluffy towel. 

"Go down the hall to my room, it's the one with the rocking horse in the corner. I'll be there in a minute." Rachael instructed as she lathered conditioner in her tangled mass of curls. The door clicked softly behind Paige, and Rach began to rinse out her hair. The night may be over but that didn't mean she couldn't have some more fun! 

As she rinsed the last of the suds from her body, she felt an odd tingling, as if unseen eyes were watching her. The sensation got stronger, and Rach looked around wildly before reaching out to turn the taps off. She twisted the taps to the off position, but the water continued to flow in a steady stream. She tried turning them in the other direction, which didn't make a difference either. "Whatever." She muttered, pulling the curtain aside. A shiver of fear snaked down her spine when she felt the temperature of the water rise. There wasn't supposed to be hot water in a house that had no power... She paused as she contemplated this, not noticing that the water was no longer sliding from her body, but instead gathering steadily...

Down the hall, Paige found the room with the rocking horse easily. She seated herself on the bed, awaiting Rachael's return. The night still had hours to go, and spending it in Rachael's company sounded like the perfect idea. She tossed her towel on a large armchair and lay across the bed spread eagle. After a few seconds, a better idea came to her. She went over to the rocking horse and pulled it into the middle of the room. It will make a prefect prop! She thinks as she positions it just right and swings one leg over the surprisingly high back, hoisting herself into a riding pose. The hard back of the ornament rubs sensually against her feminine core as the horse rocks gently from her movements. 

Whitney awoke yet again, another moan on her lips as her eyes shoot open. "Dom, I thought I told you..." Her voice stopped mid sentence as she turned over to see her bed empty. The fingers continued to play across her body, making it evident that it wasn't part of a dream either. She flung the blankets back revealing the empty bed, stopping the sensations. Hallucinations? As she puzzles over this, she pulls the blankets back up. The caressing fingers start again as a shadow falls across the doorway. "Ellen? What are you doing?" The other girl walks into the room slowly and crawls onto the bed. "I'm cold." She whispers, snuggling up to Whitney's warm form. Her cold fingers trail a path down Whit's back and up her torso, stopping to massage Whit's breasts. She leans in, her lips skimming a path over Whit's confused face, taking her lips, demanding attention. The strange fingers start again at Whitney's ankles, working their way up her legs stealthily. "Are the others with you?" She asks, looking over the other girls' shoulder as if for evidence of the entity in the bed with them. But there was nothing there. The door swung closed on squeaky hinges and Ellen giggled maniacally, her caresses becoming more pronounced as she twisted and tugged, biting at Whit's lips. Whitney struggled against the assault, trying unsuccessfully to push the girls' body from her. But exhaustion and soreness won, rendering her attempts useless. The more she struggled, the more the blankets got tangled around her legs, holding her captive. She tried to call for help but her parched throat refused to make any sounds louder than a raspy whisper. And again, the fingers continued their accent up her immobile legs...

Rachael tried to brush the odd substance from her body as the water gathered more thickly over her. Some sort of bacteria that had accumulated in the pipes over the years of neglect...? Panic welled up quickly, overtaking rational thought as she thrashed at the water still pouring from the shower head. Her flailing hands caught the edge of the shower curtain, bringing it down or her as she lost her footing and crumpled to the bottom of the tub. Her head bounced off the porcelain edge, brilliant stars flashing through the darkness of her already limited vision making her head spin more. She attempted to get up, pushing her hands under her for leverage and slipping again, sliding farther down the tub. The curtain twisted around her legs, and in the flickering light from the few candles, it almost looked as if the substance covering her was moving! It rolled over her body as if alive, glimmering wetly as it caught the light. She stared in horrified fascination as it tugged at the curtain protecting her, pulling it out of the way to expose her body. The creature, surely that's what it was, for all its acts of being alive, sent parts of itself to her ankles and wrists, making a circlet and using some sort of adhesive to attach itself securely to the tub. Belatedly Rachael struggled against this hold, but to no avail against its techniques. She twisted her body this way and that, trying to break free, and ended up provoking more tie-down points. Another section of slime slid around her waist and attached itself beneath her. With every twist, this new addition of restraint tightened painfully around her, and soon she ceased to move in fear of losing oxygen. Even as she stopped the stars danced in the background, bringing her attention to the dizziness swimming through her mind. 

Still perched atop the old fashioned horse her hand absently stroking down its neck, Paige wondered what had happened to Rachael. Surely time wasn't going as slow as it seemed... Maybe she fell... As the thought entered her mind, Paige slid to the ground and started across the room, fear for her friend utmost in her mind. She stopped dead in her tracks as a creaking sounded behind her. She turned slowly, dreadfully. The room seemed unchanged, except... The horse was closer! Paige's heart missed a beat as she stared wide eyed at the large wooden structure, as it rocked gently. She waited a heartbeat. Two. The rocking stopped and silence settled into the room again. She turned back to the door taking two more steps before two loud thump!'s sounded. She spun instantly, hoping to catch the culprit in the act of moving the horse. She was definitely inadequately prepared for what she saw next. Not only had the horse moved a few feet forward again, it was still moving! Her mouth dropped open in shock as she stared at the creature. The horse pawed at the ground, tossing its head in invitation. Paige took a tentative step towards it, her hand out as to not startle it. The wonder of the magic she was witnessing put her worry for Rachael out of her mind as she crept closer. The horse lowered its head, allowing her to sink her fingers into its now thick coat, rubbing against her affectionately. The horse stepped closer, bumping into her and knocking her off balance. She flailed suddenly, the movement causing the horse to rear up. Paige dropped to her knees, raising her hands above her head, cowering protectively. The horse landed with its front feet behind her, missing her back by a hair's width. She sighed in relief, slowly lowering her arms. Her eyes landed on a truly shocking sight, inches from her face. Her mouth opened as she gasped in surprise, and the horse, as if anticipating that reaction, thrust at her, expertly sliding into her mouth. She gagged at the choking size and raised her hands, grasping the huge cock and trying to pull it from her throat. The creature thrust in time with her movements, as both hands wrapped around its member added to the sensations her struggling mouth was making...

Whitney stilled her struggles, her mind racing against the blurring of her vision and her inability to form coherent thoughts. She panted harshly, dragging breath after breath of much needed air into her depleted lungs. Her body ached in every conceivable area, but despite the pain, the roaming fingers were alarmingly accurate in their attentions. They massaged up her legs in a silken flow, spreading her thighs surreptitiously in their wake. Whit allowed the ministrations to ease her pain with their careful caresses while she focussed on Ellen. The other girl was oddly enthusiastic, her hands roaming eagerly while she rubbed herself cat-like against Whit's rigid body. Ellen, on the other hand, saw nothing but a red haze of lust. Whit was her sacrifice, hers to take for the use of her body. In some corner of her mind she was aware of this, yet she had no conscious thought. 'I want... I need...' The chant came in breathless whispers as her mouth skimmed down Whitney's neck, her teeth nipping gently at the soft skin. She came to the other girls' breasts and lavished several minutes of her attention there, making sure to fully arouse and bring each nipple to a hard sensitised peak. As she kept her attention there, she was aware that the blankets were now rubbing at Whitney's hot core, bringing rushes of welcoming honey to the entrance. Whitney was still unsure exactly what was happening. As she raised her arms to try and push Ellen off of her, two whip like appendages snaked out from the top of the four-poster bed and wrapped themselves around her wrists, pulling her arms taunt above her head. She twisted her neck to see what was holding her, but it seemed like from her elbows down to her hands had been swallowed by the massing shadows. She raised both knees in sudden fear, quickly making those a target for restraints. Two more appendages wrapped tightly around her ankles, pulling her legs apart and securing them, holding her firmly in a spread eagle position. She screamed in terror, the sound ripping from her throat in a painful rush and echoing down the deserted hallways. 

Downstairs Max and Dominic heard the scream as if from some far-away land. Their drinks still in hand, they continued to stare blind-eyed at the rolling wall before them as it surged in different patterns before their dazed eyes.

Rachael heard the scream loud and clear from her prison just down the hall and tried to call back, recognizing Whitney's voice and the sense of fear that she contained. Her call was cut out, releasing in a rush of air as the thing around her waist tightened in reprimand, causing her to gasp for a new supply of oxygen. It was fairly evident that she wasn't to move nor make a sound as this thing did whatever it was that it was insistent on achieving. She squeezed her eyes shut, readying herself for whatever punishment was coming. Her eyes snapped open seconds later as she felt the first tentative touch on her labia as the thing slid over her wetly, leaving its clear cream behind and returning for another stroke. Rach's body tensed in her tremendous effort not to struggle or scream, her teeth latching onto her full lower lip until she tasted the metallic flavour of blood. Whimpers rose involuntarily from her throat and tears welled in her eyes as she realized what was happening. The thing between her legs pushed past her labia and into her moist column, sliding in an inch and pulling back out only to repeat the process. Every few thrusts it slid in a little bit further, gaining girth with each plunge. I'm being raped! Her fears were confirmed and she thrashed her hips frantically until her oxygen supply left her lungs and the thing tightened more painfully around her, warning her what was going to happen if she continued the struggles. Stars flashed behind her eyes yet again, and she stopped moving; the entity loosened its grasp, allowing her to draw breath. "Please, no! Oh, I don't want this! Stop! Please! No!" A sob of fear escaped and her tears trickled down her face but despite the soft pleas she held to her strong will not to struggle and await the first opportunity for escape. 

The beast thrust more powerfully down Paige's throat, making her choke as its pre-cum surged into her. It's member slid from her mouth as she coughed, the white substance dribbling down her quivering chin. The horse pawed the ground and Paige snapped to attention, turning and crawling away on her hands and knees towards the bed. If only she could get somewhere where the thing couldn't reach her, or she had a chance to escape it... She pulled herself up with shaking hands mounted on the edge of the bed, one knee on the soft mattress and the other leg straight, pushing her body upwards... And suddenly she saw the horses front hooves descending over her shoulders before she felt the weight of the body pressing onto her back, the wet tip of the flared head of its cock pressing against her back door. Fear shot through her as it tried to force entrance, and she reflexively lifted her hips in hopes of redirecting the point of penetration. Thankfully her ploy worked and it slid into her cunt, spreading her. She tried to crawl forward out of reach as the beginnings of the pain of being stretched that wide registered, and ended up getting bit on the shoulder. The forelegs tensed, holding her more firmly beneath the thrusting animal and when she struggled again she earned another bruising bite. The creature was breathing heavily, its head beside hers as it pounded its huge body against her much smaller form, filling her to her full potential and then some. The pain slowly turned to pleasure and cautiously she let her body relax, allowing more of the engorged cock to push into her channel. Her cunt stretched to accommodate him, soft moans coming from her throat as she pushed her hips back in time to the thrusts. The pain/pleasure of it had her cumming in minutes, her orgasm crashing through her system, tightening her vaginal muscles mercilessly around the hard cock, milking it for more pre-cum...

Whitney's scream was cut off abruptly as a fifth appendage snaked itself around her throat, choking her effectively. The dying scream turn to a hacking cough, her body tensing in spasms. The entity between her legs pushed into her tight snatch as another coughing convulsion seized her muscles. It coursed its her, quickly setting a steady rhythm. The bond around her neck loosened slightly, allowing her to draw oxygen before she subsided into unconsciousness. When she was breathing regularly, (or as regularly as possible under the circumstances) she felt the thing inside of her twat, fucking her thoroughly. Beside her she became aware of Ellen in the same dilemma, although the other girl was participating fully, her hips rising to meet each thrust eagerly, little breathy gasps of pleasure emerging from around the tentacle she was sucking off. Whitney stared in horrified shock at this, slowly becoming aware of the sensations the thing was wringing from her supposedly reluctant body. Her hips began to rise of their own accord, meeting each thrust in a rush of pleasure; supplying more heady nectar. The silken blankets coursed up her body, smoothly caressing until it reached her bouncing tits and stopped there to tantalize. Whit gasped in pleasure, her body arching into the assault, bringing her sensitized clit against the amazingly smooth material. When she moaned from this contact, the creature shifted slightly to accommodate the pleasure she derived from it, applying pressure to her clit and getting another rewarding rush of her sweet honey. The tentacle slid from Ellen's mouth and the girl leaned over to her restrained friend, her lips meeting Whit's, her tongue probing until Whit opened up to her in defeat. The hot cream that poured forth from Ellen's mouth had Whit gagging against its sweetly-potent flavour. But Ellen was insistent and refused to release Whit, forcing the other girl to swallow as the restraint around her neck ruthlessly began to massage the liquid down her throat. As soon as the cream was in her system, Whitney felt a feeling of euphoria stealing over her. 

Rachael's tears subsided when she became aware of how pointless it was. With an effort she ceased the quiet sobs. Hope coursed through her when she felt the restraints around her waist easing in pressure. It was a short lived feeling when her mid section began to rise, the goo beneath her forming a narrow strip to lay against the small of her back, bending her body in an arch like that of a bridge. The movement stopped, and the restraints tightened yet again, diminishing any ideas of escape or release. Unable to see anything that was happening to her body now, Rachael jerked in surprise when she felt the cool substance touching her warm skin. A tendril of the creature slid up her leg and another touched her just between her shoulder blades, sliding in a sensuous massage. The tentacle sliding up her leg dipped behind the first that was still lodged deep in her cunt, and came upon a second passage. Rachael clenched down hard, trying to discourage the thing probing at her back door, but it would not be dissuaded as it pushed into her reluctant body. A slime-like substance was secreted from its form, a self-made lubricant to make access easier as it pushed into her. Another futile struggle had her gasping for breath within seconds, forcing her to remain still and accept this further degradation. Rachael focussed instead on the gently massaging tentacle on her back, willing it to remain there to keep her mind elsewhere while the double penetration continued. It wasn't seconds later when the thing snaked around to her jutting breasts and began its massage there, bringing her nipples to hard peaks regardless how reluctant a subject she was. It slithered up her body, leaving behind a thick trail of goo that undulated back to her breasts, continuing the caresses while the main bulk of the tentacle lathered her lips with the thick substance. She kept her lips firmly clamped together, denying it its next access point. Again, it was not dissuaded. Instead, it secreted more jelly, numbing her lips perceptively. Rachael's temper flared as it slipped between her now immobile lips, the tip dipping into the dark recesses of her mouth. It explored this cavern thoroughly, lathering every inch in jelly before continuing down her progressively numbing throat. It slid in and out at a slow pace compared to the other two, which were going at alternate rates in different directions as to increase the sensations Rachael was fighting against. Rachael's eyes widened as she saw the thing lodged in her throat gaining in girth as something was pushed through it; a moving liquid. She could physically feel the cum-like substance shooting from its tip down her throat, pumping gods-knows how much of its alien juices into her body. She had no choice but to swallow, her convulsing throat milking the remainder from the tentacle as it slowly withdrew. She sputtered belatedly, some of the cum spilling down the side of her tingling face in a sticky rivulet. The feelings in her snatch were becoming more pronounced despite her intent to ignore them, and the conflicting pleasure began its course through her body. Her eyes glazed over with lust as she tried not to push against the thing invitingly, rather just lay there and let the pleasure take her away from the harsh reality. "Oh! Oh, Yes! Gods, Yes!" When her first orgasm raged through her, her body felt as though it was shattering with the intense pleasure of it. The creature didn't stop there; and now that it had her participating attentions, it loosened its hold on her ever so slightly...




A Night to Remember



Paige spread her legs as wide as she could to accommodate the thrashing animal, trying to take him deeper. It was impossibly long; over twelve inches and at least eight inches around, stretching her past any usual limits, ramming against her already battered cervix, and yet she wanted more. Always more. She leaned forward, her shoulders touching the mattress, one arm stretched out in front of her to retain her balance and be able to push back, while her other hand slipped under to between her legs. She rubbed her clit in small circular motions, panting as she felt her arising climax. "Yes! Oh yes, Fuck me harder! Faster!" Her breathy demands had the creature pushing another four inches into her, altering the angle to get her to that oh-so-desired place and picking up the speed, as if it understood. "I'm cumming! Oh, I'm cumming! Gods!" Paige screamed with pleasure as her orgasm crashed through her, leaving her breathless and tingling. The horse continued its ride, building more sensations within its willing victim as it tightened its hold, spilling another few cups of pre-cum into her and adding another inch to what should already have been a painful penetration...

Whitney rode the wave of pleasure while she became a willing whore to the host of their party. Being October 31st, the veil between the human world and the ghostly plane was at its most vulnerable, allowing the more restless and persistent of the spirits to cross over. The history of the house was unknown to the teenagers when they had originally planned the party, but for many years previous to this one, others had found out this small detail. The original owners of the house had been Satanists, worshipping these very spirits that they welcomed into their home on a regular basis, allowing them the pleasures of the flesh while wild orgies took place. Because this had been a place of such ill repute, when the barrier allowed it, these creatures crossed over one night a year to return to the place of their 'birth'. Without the seances, this was the only chance they got to come back to the world of the living...

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Rachael felt her restraints loosen a little bit more as she participated more with the entity until it released her fully. It continued to fuck her ruthlessly, no longer worried that she would try to escape. The jellied cum the tentacle had pumped into her should have been working its magic, making her compliant and eager to please. And yet, although Rachael was now enjoying the heightened sensations, (another side effect of the jelly) she was fully aware of what was happening to her body. She waited patiently, writhing and moaning like a whore, but waiting none the less. When she felt the swelling in her snatch and the second form in her rear, she bucked her heels up, propelling her body effectively out of the tub and across the bathroom floor, pulling free from the pulsating tentacles just as the litres of cum shot from their tips, soaking her legs, and the now empty tub. She scrambled hastily out of the bathroom, reaching back in belatedly to grasp the handle and slam the door shut on the creature before it had time to react. Without delay she went to Whitney's room, remembering the scream she had heard earlier. She pushed the door open cautiously and peered in, hardly shocked at the scene before her. Whitney and Ellen where both tangled in the living bed as it continued to fuck their possessed forms. Rach closed the door and hurried down the hall to her own room, dreading to see the state Paige was in. This, she was definitely not prepared for. The horse plunging into her friends body was oblivious to the onlooker as was Paige as she cried out with the force of another orgasm, and Rachael turned away from this doorway as well. There's no way to get them out without getting myself trapped... She silently crept to the stairs, cautiously crossing back across the closed bathroom door and Whit's room, ignoring the audible moans coming from within. And moved as quickly as she dared, not knowing if there was any other creatures awaiting to ambush her. In the living room she was relieved to see both men sitting, still awake, on the couch. She rushed to them. "Max! Dom! You have to help me!" She stopped when she saw that she wasn't getting any sort of reaction. Both men stared blankly at the wall behind her. She turned slowly, dreading what she was about to see. The wall undulated wildly, spinning in different forms and creating mesmerizing images. Rachael could instantly feel the pull of the hypnotism and looked away quickly. "Oh, I need to do something!" She muttered the words under her breath, fully aware that she was the only one left in control of her own body. Feebly she searched her exhausted mind for some sort of exit plan, her eyes frantically sweeping through the room, landing upon the still well stocked bar. She ran over to it and grabbed several bottles of various alcohol in her arms and carried them back to the other side of the room, where the stack of the girls' purses was located. She searched through Ellen's and Paige's, realizing that hers and Whit's were both upstairs in the bedrooms. I'm not going back up there! She set the bottles in a heap of clinking glass and rushed back to the zombified men. She searched their pockets, sending up a silent prayer, and seconds later a thanks, as she pulled the lighter from Dom's pocket. Back at the alcohol, she hurled bottle after bottle at the pulsating wall, using all the remaining strength she had from the pent up anger of being raped, saturating the wall and filling the room with the potent scent of various vodkas, whiskeys and liqueurs. She flipped up the top of the butane lighter, flicking it to life and tossing it vengefully into the puddle of alcohol. Flames shot up instantaneously, rolling across the floor and licking up the wall hungrily. 

"What the...?!" Dominic's confused voice had Rachael spinning around as both he and Max shook their heads. "What the fuck is going on?!" He rushed to Rachael, grabbing her roughly by the shoulders. 

"The others, their upstairs! We have to get them out!" Rachael gasped, relief coursing though her. As the three of them ran up the steps, a strange keening wail echoed through the house, stopping them dead in their tracks, sending slivers of fear through them. "Hurry!" Rach urged, pushing past them, and flinging open Whitney's door. 

Whitney's eyes were wide with panic as she stared up helplessly at Rachael. "Thank God!" She whispered in her hoarse voice, her eyes begging for help. Rachael rushed forward, Dominic entering and taking in the scene with shocked eyes. The bed bucked furiously, the restraints tightening around Whit in punishment. Ellen flew free, not being held down and crashed into the wall, sliding to the floor. Max rushed to her side as Dom moved towards the bed, and Rachael who was crawling across the grasping blankets to get to her friend. Rachael moved up to Whit, seeing the band tightening across Whit's throat, choking the air from her lungs. She clawed at it relentlessly, mindless of the gouges she was raking across the fragile skin, her mind set entirely on freeing Whit. Dominic started on her ankles, prying at the strange abomination. Rach managed to get her fingers under the band at last and tore it off, pulling it roughly to where it branched off from the bed and tearing it free. Another terrifying wail arose, anger evident in the tone. The first tendrils of smoke began to drift into the room, and from downstairs they could hear the roaring and crackling of the fire. Rach moved to Whit's wrist, while Max rushed to the nearest one. Dom moved on to the second ankle restraint after he tore the first from the bed frame, following Rachael's example. A few more struggling minutes and Whitney was scrambling from the bed and across the room, every moment painful. Rachael pushed past her and led the way down the hall to her room. Paige was huddled on the other side of the bed, stark terror stamped on her face as the horse pawed the ground a few feet from her, readying its attack. Dominic and Max leapt across the bed, each grabbing an arm and hoisting Paige out of the way just as the horse charged. It screamed in dismay as its target was pulled out of its range and leapt onto the bed after them, tramping its hooves as far as it could reach, landing one hit on Paige's ankle in a sickening Crack! She screamed in agony, doubling over despite the men towing her across the room. The pain was overruling the terror, sending her body into shock. 

Choking against the thick black smoke, Max picked Paige up, tossing her over his shoulder easily and following the others back to the stair well. Whitney stopped at the top of the stairs, trying not the breath, but nonetheless panting in exertion. The flames had completely engulfed the living room, bottles of left over alcohol exploding and adding to the ferocity of the fire. Smoke hung in a heavy veil through the rooms, reducing visibility to a minimum. Although the flames glowed through this haze, warning the teenagers that the fire was stealthily consuming more and more of the house. The floor beneath their bare feet was getting hotter and the flames started their inevitable climb up the steps. 

"Fuck!" Dominic turned quickly, pushing past Max. The three girls' turned in unison, following the guys' back down the hall a few steps. The crash at the far end of the hallway had shrieks rising as the horse smashed through the too-small doorway, sending wood and splinters flying across the hall. It turned towards the sound, rearing up and crashing to the floor before rushing towards them. Dom pushed Max through an open door, reaching back to grab Rachael's arm and pulling the chain of women into the room behind him, slamming the door closed as the horse rushed past. He ran to the window, trying unsuccessfully to pulled to open. The displeasure was increasingly visible on his face as his eyes scanned the room for something useful. Whitney and Ellen's minds stayed half disoriented from the sudden change of the aphrodisiac to harsh reality, while Max was becoming fatigued by the limp burden he was carrying. Rachael's eyes landed on a chair poised in the corner of the room and rushed to it, bringing it back to Dominic. He gratefully took the piece of furniture, and wielding it like a broadsword, smashed it through the window. The shattering glass masked the sounds of the first crash at the door. Dom set the mangled chair back on the floor and leaned out the window, looking down the side of the building to the ground below. 

"Were going to have to jump." He announced, turning back to the exhausted crew standing expectantly behind him. 

"Can't we like, make a rope from the bedsheets or something?" Ellen asked naively, her eyes wide as she stared at the hole in the glass. A second crash at the door had the wood splintering and she spun around to stare in horror as the walls behind them began to undulate, the paint bubbling and dripping as the heat melted it. The bed across the room began to shake, the posts bending and stretching, pieces breaking loose and snaking out as if searching for something...

"Does it really look like we have time?" Dom's questions was simultaneous to Ellen's squeaked, "Nevermind!" As she rushed towards him. She looked out the window and all the colour drained from her heat flushed cheeks. 

"Come on Ellen, we have to!" She grabbed the other girls arm and stepped up the window. Shards of glass lay across the floor unnoticed as Whit climbed over the protruding chunks to stand on the narrow ledge. She could clearly see more shards laying in wait in the grass below, glinting in the light from the full moon. She leaned back in to take Ellen's trembling hand. "Jump with me. It won't be half as bad." The horse crashed into the door again, sending a rain of wood spraying across the room. The legs of the bed screeched painfully loud against the floor as the bed began to advance. 

Ellen didn't think twice. She took Whitney's proffered hand and climbed out to the tiny ledge. She closed her eyes and listened to Whitney's soft count. "One. Two. Three!" She felt the gentle tug as Whit leapt, pulling her down. The rush that slammed through her body was painful, as was the ground as it rushed up to meet them. Ellen's feet hit the ground, pain shooting through her. Her knees buckled and she rolled across the grass, the glass slicing across her naked body. Whitney landed on a particularly wicked piece of glass, the shard stabbing into her foot and snapping off. She groaned in agony, biting her tongue against the rising scream. She crawled over to Ellen, more glass cutting into the hands and knees. She took the other girl in her arms and helped her away so the others would have room to land. 

In the bedroom, Rachael approached the window next. She knew what was awaiting at the bottom without having to look. Ellen's scream of pain had given it away. But that definitely seemed like the lesser of two evils. She climbed onto the ledge and waited while Whit went to Ellen, pulling the other girl out of the way. Rachael jumped quickly, not wanting to delay their escape as the bed slid ever closer and the horse broke the door down. She landed on her hands and knees, tears springing to her eyes with the distinct 'snap' as her wrist broke. She rolled a few times, hoping she was far enough out of the way for the guys' to make it out while she cradled her arm against her body. 

"Go." Max demanded of Dominic. "I've got her as dead weight, you're going to have to be down there to get her out of the way." He rationalized when Dom looked about to argue. Dominic sighed his disagreement, but knew that Max was right. He climbed to the ledge and leapt as far as he could, noting that women were on either side of the main landing ground. Tiny slivers of glass punctured his feet as he landed, making him crumple forward in irritating pain. 

"Let's go!" He shouted up to Max, signalling that he was ready for Paige. He hoped that she would survive the drop unconscious. Max hefted himself onto the ledge as the horse smashed through the door. Smoke and flames alike exploded into the room, fed by the oxygen from the window, engulfing all in its path. Max was blown from the window preemptively followed by a bursting column of flames. He lost his hold on Paige and the force sent her helpless form flailing past Dominic. She landed with a loud Thud! Causing Dom's heart to miss a beat. Max landed a few feet away, crashing through braches and over small trees before rolling to a stop. Dom rushed to Paige's still limp form, picking up her wrist to check for a pulse. The steady beating had relief coursing through him. 

Max groaned and pushed himself to his feet. "Please tell me she's alive." He stumbled over to where Dom was propping Paige into a sitting position. From different directions the other girls made their way to him. 

"She's okay." He assured Max. 

"I think I dislocated my shoulder." He grimaced, one hand covering the slack hanging limb. "What the fuck happened in there?" He asked gruffly, looking at the battered women. All three of them adverted their eyes, all clearly remembering what had taken place. The images flooded their minds, even in Ellen's case where she had been possessed beforehand. The released lock on her mind flooded her with the information. As did Whitney's. Rachael had managed to resist the strange influence of the aphrodisiac, but nonetheless, the images crowding her memories had her cringing. 

Paige stirred, mumbling incoherently, her face showing a grimace of pain briefly before returning to a neutral expression. Above and in front of them the fire raged, consuming the house hungrily. Shrieks and wails rose through the air, sending chills through the teenagers.

"Can we get out of here please?" Rachael asked suddenly, standing on shaky legs. She cradled her broken wrist to her, trying not to jar it as she walked. They walked down the long winding drive, until Whitney collapsed, the pain of the remaining glass in her foot shooting through her. Dominic set Paige down and went to aid the other girl. 

Sirens in the distance came as such a relief that Rachael sank down beside Whitney, finally allowing the tears to fall...

Days later Rachael dressed awkwardly for school. Her wrist was secured in a cast, and walking was a feat all of its own. When she arrived at the school, Paige met her by the front doors, leaning on her crutches to ease the weight from her broken ankle. Together they went in search of the others. They found Whitney and Ellen in the library, working to catch up on missed homework. Dominic and Max entered a few minutes after seeing the other two walk in. The six of them sat at a table in the back of the room.

"Please tell me that the news yesterday was a Halloween hoax." Rachael said quietly, looking from one face to the other. Silence settled over them.

It was Dominic who spoke first. "I drove by. It wasn't. The fire department is taking the credit. But there's no way they could have saved the house in that good of condition. I didn't get too close, but it looked as if nothing had touched it..."

The End



A Night To Remember



Edward received a text message and knew who it was from without having to look. She had been teasing him all day with her naughty notes. But when the message said, "Room 226, the Hilton, front desk has your key," he had to check who it was from. 

And there it was, "Leila." Edward thought he must have read it wrong, or maybe it was a joke. Lord knows she teased him often. He replied with a simple, "Serious?"

Leila was laughing to herself as she imagined the look on his face when he read the message. She had planned this for weeks but never let on once. She was dressed in almost nothing. A black leather bra and thong held together by a metal zipper running up her belly. Her boobs overflowed the cups. She knew he would enjoy the view. But there would be no touching, at least not on his terms.

Her phone vibrated. She opened it, shook her head and replied, "Ask again and you will never know; now hurry puppet, on your way." She laughed and continued setting up the room. The bed was prepared: she had attached the cuffs to the headboard and torn off the unnecessary linens and thrown them on the floor. The linens may have looked like a haphazard mess, but everything was done with intent behind it. After months of teasing and talking, tonight their fantasy would come true.

Across town and 30 minutes away Edward was in a hurry. He had no clue what was going on, but he sure as hell wasn't going to miss it. All day in their texts she had been the subbie. And now, out of nowhere, he was the "puppet," a word that he had never heard from her mouth. He was more than intrigued; he was downright turned on. Edward jumped in his car and sped in her direction. He sent a few texts but her only reply had been, "No talking, just come dear puppet." This would be the longest 30 minutes of his life.

Edward pulled into a parking spot, took a deep breath and stepped out of his car. A man at the front desk who said he had been expecting him handed Edward a white envelope with one word on it, "Open." It smelled of her perfume. He immediately felt his pulse quicken. He thanked the man and walked away, tearing the envelope open before he had even pressed the elevator button. 

There inside was his room key and a note in Leila's classic script, "Stop thinking and move." Edward stepped out of the elevator and walked quickly in the direction of Room 226. 

Waiting patiently inside the room was Leila, seated in a chair, legs crossed with thigh-high leather boots on. She knew the door would open at any minute. 

Edward turned the handle and cautiously pushed the door open. He heard her familiar voice call, "Come in puppet and take a look at what your Mistress has done for you." He went in and saw her there in all her beauty: dark brown hair falling on her shoulders, pale skin accented by a tight black leather outfit he was certain was new. He glanced around the room. There were toys laid out on the dresser and the bed was in disarray. Candles burned around the room emitting a sweet scent that he recognized from the many times he had been to her house. If he didn't know better he would have thought someone had already had sex there. 

"What..." was all that came out of Edward's mouth before Leila stood up, shook her finger and cut him short, "Did I ask you to speak?" She laughed to herself; his face was full of shock and wonder. She knew he had never seen this coming, and she was pleased with herself that she was able to pull it off. It's not every day that you can keep a big secret from your closest friend.

"Clothes off, puppet, I have a plan," Leila said as she turned away and sat on a bar stool. A million thoughts ran through Edward's mind as he began to undress but he pushed them aside and gave in. He realized it was happening. He was going to be a sub. Their ultimate fantasy was in play.

Leila watched him toss his shoes aside and pull off his shirt, revealing his soft skin, the skin she so desperately needed to touch. Then he dropped his pants and boxers, revealing his thick, hardening cock. She had to tell herself to take it slow. This was his evening. She must not ruin it though her own cardinal desire was to have his cock in her wet pussy.

"Now, dear puppet, please come closer," she beckoned. Edward edged closer to her, amazement in his eyes. Where did her commanding voice come from? He couldn't resist. But when he reached out to touch her she responded instantly with a hard, stinging slap to the back of his hand.

"You must do as I say or you will be punished," Leila said. "Got that?" Edward nodded his head.

"Do you like what you see?" Leila asked in a now much softer voice.

"Yes, I want you Mistress," Edward replied.

"Good, you can start by kneeling before me," she instructed.

"No," he said in a firm voice, standing still and not flinching one muscle.

Leila rose calmly, asked once more and with the same reply smacked him hard across his left cheek.

"I said kneel," she commanded.

Edward fell to his knees, partly because she had asked but mainly because he was in awe of the beauty, strength and pure sex that stood before him.

"Good boy," she said. "Now run your hand up my leg, starting at my toe and stopping at the top of my boot." Edward obeyed but fought the urge to continue going. His cock was throbbing with excitement. He craved her now.

Leila leaned over him, putting her boobs in his face, and ran her nails up his bare back. Edward started licking her right breast but she pulled back immediately.

"I said do as I say, puppet." she said. "Now you must be punished. Stand!" He rose slowly, looking at her. She turned, walked across the room to a burning candle, tapped her nails on its glass and then picked it up.

She walked back over to him, ran her tongue up his chest, and then poured hot wax down the same trail. Edward flinched but she watched in amazement as his cock hardened more and stood at attention.

"Now puppet, are you ready for the real game to begin?" she asked. Edward, still in some pain, nodded assent. "I need an answer dear puppet," she said.

"Yes, Mistress," he replied. "Anything you say, Mistress."

Leila walked over and picked up a dildo. It was six inches long and every bit of four inches around at the base. She then picked up the harness that went with it.

"Puppet, please lend me a hand," she said. "Touch only the equipment, not me." Edward approached eagerly but as he was arranging the dildo harness, his hand slipped to her ass cheek and he gave it a squeeze. He thought she hadn't noticed because she did nothing and he finished strapping her in.

Leila turned and pushed him, "Bend over. How dare you touch me!" He hesitated for a moment too long because she used her boot to push him in the rear, causing him to fall over a chair. Well, not fall, but now he was positioned as she had asked. "I must do this the hard way now," she laughed. 

Before he could form a thought he felt the dildo enter him from behind. He yelped in pain after barely an inch had entered.

"Suck it up and tell me you like it," she said in a firm voice. Edward said nothing but he bit his tongue and she pushed harder, penetrating another two inches. She watched it stretch the tight pink skin around his ass, and felt her own juices start to flow.

"I like it," Edward yelled. "It feels great, Mistress."

"Good," she said. "Now I can take it easier on you." Leila slowly worked those few inches in and out, loosening him up before shoving the entire six thick inches into him.

Edward gasped with pain or maybe excitement but called to her, "Mistress, I beg you, fuck me now."

Leila pumped the dildo in and out while scratching his back with her long nails. After 15 long wonderful minutes she suddenly pulled out slowly while running her nails down his back.

"I want it back," he pleaded.

Smack, she spanked him. "Do not speak to me like that," Leila warned. "Sit on the bed. You must now be punished more."

Edward sat in shock. He couldn't believe she was able to do this and do it so well. Leila grabbed a small vibrator and unzipped her outfit, opening the front of her leather thong. She slowly inserted the compact toy and started moaning. Edward started toward her. 

"No, sit," she commanded. "You do not get to be part of my cumming." She walked over and toyed with the handcuffs for a moment. Edward's eyes watched her in anticipation. "Lay back, dear puppet." And with that she cuffed him to the bed. Then she began to play with herself.

"Mmmmmm...Edward, don't you wish you could do this?" she was teasing him. But as her moans became louder and her body started to tremble she stopped abruptly. Edward looked at her not knowing what to do. She uncuffed one wrist and instructed him.

"On all fours on the bed, puppet," she said. He did as instructed without hesitation because he was in shock as to what was going on. She positioned Edward and put her strap-on back in his ass. She pumped in and out, faster and harder than before. Edward cried out in both pain and enjoyment. Leila pumped feverishly as she called out his name during her orgasm.

When she was done she pulled out and walked away, leaving him there alone. She considered leaving it at that. After all, he was supposed to be the sub only and no rule says a sub must get off. But she knew she couldn't and this is what the sheets on the floor were for.

"Edward, fuck me like you have wanted to since walking through the door, here, on the floor," she said. Leila uncuffed Edward and kissed him gently on the lips before hopping up and walking to the sheets. Edward walked over and took his Mistress in his arms, running his hands through her hair and kissing her gently. He was amazed by her every move this evening, but even more so at how easily she switched roles. Leila had now transformed again: she stood there now as the innocent girl who simply wanted him to make love to her.

Edward unzipped and removed her black leather outfit. He fondled her hard-nippled breasts with tenderness while she moaned. Leila looked into Edward's eyes and knew this was an evening neither of them would soon forget, or want to forget. He gently laid her down on the sheets. Holding her face he kissed her sweetly as his gorged cock slipped into her welcoming pussy. 

Leila suddenly sat up in her bed; the dreams and memories she could never escape had come at her once again. She was covered in sweat and panting. She stumbled to her bathroom, juices trickling down her inner thighs, and splashed cold water on her face.



A Night To Remember



The story I'm about to share with you is 100% true. Now, I've always had a thing for my girlfriend's mom. She's late forties and has a great body. She's has blonde hair, nice large breast (36DD) and a gorgeous plump booty, a absolute milf in my eyes.

So after a long night of drinking with friends, my girlfriend Sara and I returned to her house to end the night. We arrive at her house and instantly lay down on the couch for a little relaxation in front of the TV. A few minutes later my girlfriends mom Jamie, arrives from a night of partying with her co-workers. We could tell she was pretty toasted from the moment she entered the room. Smelling of alcohol and swaying back and forth as she walk, she walks through the house telling us about her day as walks out to the patio to enjoy a cocktail and a cigarette. Well, off to bed we went. My girlfriend and I decided to hit the sack knowing we each had work in the morning. Its seemed like the second our heads hit the bed we were out. 

Suddenly I was waken up, not sure what woke me I look over at the clock that reads 2:30am. I lick my dry cracked lips and decide to climb out of bed and get a cold glass of water. I open the door and walk out to the kitchen in my boxers and t-shirt. I open the cupboard and grab a glass and turn to walk to the fridge when I notice the light on the patio still on. I open the back to door to see my girlfriends mom Jamie still sitting out side with her cocktails. She looks back at me as she hears the door open, I say, "Oh I'm sorry Jamie, I didn't know you were still awake. I just saw the light on still." Jamie, "Its ok sweetie, come out here for a min and sit with me." I can tell the cocktails have been stacking up by the slurring in her words as she speaks to me. Not sure what to do I close the patio door and walk out in my boxers and t-shirt and take a seat in a chair next to her, around a small coffee table on the patio. 

As I sit down I notice her playing with a deck of cards on the table. Jamie slowly looks over at me in a drunkin stare, "So, how about a card game?" Thinking about work tomorrow I sit unsure on what I got myself into. "Yeah just for a couple minutes though, it's getting pretty late." She looks over and smiles, "Well if you wanna be a baby and go to bed your more then welcome!" I smile back at her and she begins to deal me a poker hand. I pick up my cards and see I've got a pair of Queens. She smiles and says, "Ok, what do u have?" I lay down my pair of Queens and smile, she looks over and she lays down her card and shows a pair of Jacks. She smiles, "Well guess you won." She says. Suddenly she stands up and slide her shirt over her head revealing her bra and sits back down. I sit shocked at to what's going on, not knowing I got myself into a game of strip poker with my girlfriends mom at 2:30am. 

She sits down and smiles at me as she sits with her shirts laying on the seat next to her and her bra fully exposed. With out saying anything she deals the next hand. I pick up my hand to see a pair of queens again. She smiles and looks over, "What do u have?" I lay down my pair of queens, she lays down her hand to show a pair of Queens also. I let of a sigh of relief, hopeing not to lose a hand. Jamie looks over, "Well looks like it's a tie, I guess we both remove something then." She stands up and unbuttons her jeans and slides her jeans down revealing her gorgeous ass and thong. I sit absolutely shock as I watch her standing there in a bra and thong on the patio in the back yard. I suddenly realize that I didn't come fully prepared and only have two pieces of clothing on. I slide my shirt off as I sit wearing my last piece of clothing. We each sit down, her in her bra and thong, I in my boxers and he quickly deals the next hand before I can try and get myself out of it. 

I pick up my cards as I'm thinking about the fact I'm half naked with my girlfriends mom who is also half naked while my girlfriend in asleep in side the house. I turn over my cards to see nothing, a ten high card. She looks over and again asks, "Whatcha got?"

I lay down my hand of nothing and watch as she lays down her hand and reveals her high card of a Jack. My heart begins to race as I try and think of how I'm going to get myself out of this. I look over at Jamie and can tell she knows she won. She reaches over and grabs her cocktail and sit back in her chair like she's ready for a show. I look over, "I really think I should be getting to bed Jamie, I've got work early." Jamie, "Oh I see, so as soon as you lose your done, " She looks down at my boxers, "It's a little cold out here anyways." Now she had officially struck a nerve, I'm not one to at all brag but I will say I was blessed with a nice penis, when soft I hang around 5 inches and when hard I'm around 9 inches. As soon she said that every thought of concern about this being my girlfriend's mom or the fact my girlfriend was asleep inside, completely exited my brain. I look over at her, "Oh really?" I stood up and slide my boxers down as I felt the wind brush against my penis as I sat down. 

The thought finally came into my head, this was my chance, Jamie was looking to get fucked and she want it bad. I sat back in my seat, my dick laying between my legs as she smiles and deals the next hand. I pick up my hand and see a two pair of 5's and 7's. Before she evens asks, I lay my hand down knowing this hand was mine. She smiles and stands, "You mind helping me with my strap?" She steps over infront of my chair and softly sits down on my lap, my penis sitting perfectly between her cheeks as she rest down on my lap. I feel the blood surge to my dick and my shaky hands reach up to unclip her bra. I was finally going to be able to see these gorgeous tits I've dreamed about for years. As I unclip the bra and watch it from behind as it slides down her shoulders and onto the table, I suddenly feel her hand slide between my legs as she softly wraps her hand around my soft penis. My heart begins to race, she stands up and turns around as my eyes almost bulge out of her sockets as I look at her gorgeous big tits. Suddenly she smiles and kneels down infront of my chair and wraps her hand around my dick and says "Hope you don't mind?!" and quickly slides her mouth around the shaft of my dick. I sit back as we make eye contact as she slides her lips down my shaft. 

I feel my dick begin to quickly harden as I watch her bob her head up and down on my dick. I watch as she forces my dick deep down her throat, as she begins to make herself gag. The thought suddenly came to mind that I never knew my girlfriends mom was such a freak. She slides her mouth down my shaft to my balls where she licks as sucks my balls while slides her hand up and down my shaft. She looks up and me and smiles while she strokes me, "I guess Sara wasn't kinding about things huh?" She giggles and slides her mouth back down my shaft. She suddenly stands up, takes my hand and pulls me with her as we begin to enter the house. We tiptoe past my girlfriends room and begin going upstairs to Jamie's room. She opens her bedroom door and lets me walk in as she shuts the door behind me. Like an animal she jumps to the bed as I watch her big tits jumping around. Laying on her side, she smiles at me, "Why don't you bring that big boy over here?" I smile as I start to climb over her body, I look down at her on her back as we suddenly begin to passionately kiss. I lower my body onto her as my dick rest between her legs and grinds against the crotch of her thong as she grinds her crotch against my dick as out tongues slides in and out of each others mouths. I begin to kiss down her cheek to her neck and continue to move down to her big tits. For the first time I wrap a hand around each boob and bury my face in her tits, licking and sucking all over her gorgeous tits. We make eye contact as I begin to kiss down her stomach to the lining of her thong. She begins to quiver as I kiss up and down her thighs. With each hand I take each side of her thong and slide it down her legs and toss in on the floor revealing her beautiful bald pussy. With each hand I take her legs and spread them wide as I lay between her legs and softly slide my warm tongue up her wet pussy lips. I begin to spread her lips, licking and sucking her clit. I begin to hear her moan louder as I side a finger in her warm tight pussy as I continue to lick and suck her clit.

She runs her hands through my hair as she pushes my face deeper in her pussy. She then pulls me by my hair up her body and pushes to the side and onto my back. She sits up and climbs back down to my dick and again starts sliding her lips up and down my shaft. Seeing her gorgeous plump ass next to me I lift her leg and slide my head underneath so now her dripping wet pussy in right above my face (69). Reaching around with both hands I spread her ass cheeks and bury my face in her pussy and I feel her gagging on my dick as I lick and suck her clit. As I notice her beautifully waxed pussy and ass, I decide to take a risk I softly begin to rub her ass hole with a finger and I continue to lick her pussy. As she feels me rubbing her ass hole he lets out a soft moan. She stands up on the bed, lifting her pussy off my face. As she turns around and slowly begins to squat down over my dick, she reaches under herself and position my dick as I feel her tight wet pussy begin to slowly slide down my shaft. She begins moaning as she bounces up and down my shaft, her big tits bouncing and swaying every which way. She smiles down at me. " Fuck Travie, your dick feels so good baby" Loving a little dirty talk I smile and say, "mmmm you want me to fuck that pussy baby?" I begin to counter her bounces, thrusting into her I slide deep into her with every bounce. 

I reach up and pull he body down to me as I roll us over so I am on top. I spread her legs wide as I begin to thrust in and out out her dripping wet pussy. "Fuck me Travie, fuck me with that big cock." Loving how much of a freak she is I continue to thrust deep inside her, giving her every inch. We begin to kiss as I slow down, and begin to slowly slide every inch in and out of her. Her nails dig into my back and scratch up my back as her body begins to shake. "Fuck travie, fuck, I'm gonna cum." I begin kissing and sucking her neck as I slowly slide in and out of her as she begins to orgasm underneath me. Her body begins to shake as I feel her pussy clamp around my dick. 

She lays her head back and she lays breathing heavily as I slowly slide every inch in and out of her. She lifts her head and smile, "Fuck Travie, I think Mommy loves that big cock of yours." I smile at her, very turned on by her calling herself mommy. I sit up and slide out of her dripping pussy and roll her onto all fours. My dick throbs as I see her gorgeous plump ass sit in front of me. She looks back at me, "You like Mommies ass?" She reach back with one hand and gives herself a spank and pulls one of her cheeks to the side, revealing her wet pussy and gorgeous ass hole. "mmm I love it baby, I could fuck mommy all night!" Shes smiles at me as I watch her rub her spank her ass again. I grab each cheeks spreading her ass wide as I lean in and slide my tongue between her wet pussy lips and up to her gorgeous ass hole. Not sure of her reaction, I softly lick her ass hole. With her cheeks completely spread, I begin to lick and suck more as I hear her moan, I slide my tongue in her ass as I hear her moan louder as I eat her ass from behind. "Mmmmm fuck yes Travie." I climb up behind her, placing the head of my dick against her ass hole and begin to slowly push my dick in. Spreading her cheeks wide, I feel her super tight ass hole slide down my shaft. "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!" She moans as I begin to slowly slide in and out of her ass. "Fuck you have a big dick Travie!" I give her ass a spank as I begin to sliding in and out of her ass a little faster. 

Breathing heavily, Jamie looks back at me, "You going to cum for mommy?", I smile at her, "Oh I'm going to cum for you baby." I begin to thrust hard in and out of her ass, the tightness of her ass makes me feel like I'm going to cum. "Where do u want me to cum baby?" She turns and looks back at me, "Where ever you want big boy." I continue to slide in and out of her ass until I pull my dick out and slide it in her pussy from behind as I begin to thrust in and out of her pussy. I feel my balls smacking her pussy as I reach up and start pulling her hair from behind. "Fuck your pussy feels good baby." I thrust harder and harder. She begins to moan louder and louder, "OH MY GOD, Fuck me baby, fuck me!" I slam my dick deep in her pussy as I shoot my cum deep inside her. My body begins to shack as I finish cumming inside her. I slide my dick out as we both collapse on the bed. Each of us breathing heavily as we lay face-to-face, she smiles as she lifts her leg, my cum dripping out of her wet pussy. She takes he fingers and wipes up some cum and brings it to her mouth as she sucks it off her fingers. She crawls down to my dick and softly licks the remaining cum off my throbbing cock. I smile at her, "Mommies a dirty girl." She give me a devilish smile. "I think I could fuck this big dick all night." I look down at her, "Whats stopping you?" She smiles as she wraps her lips around my dick and begins bobbing up and down my shaft. I reach down forcing her mouth down my shaft as I hear her gag. She slides her mouth back up my shaft for air and then rams my dick down her throat again. I look down as she gags again, drool dripping down her mouth and chin. "mmm you like that baby? You want mommy to be your little slut?" Laying there I realize I'm laying naked on my girlfriends mom bed, my cum dripping out of her pussy, her mouth around my hard dick, as she asks me if she can me my little slut. I couldn't be happier.

She stands up and turns with her ass facing me as she lowers her pussy onto my hard dick. I watch as she grinds up and down my dick, her big plump ass bouncing up and down on top of me. I reach down and spank her ass as she begins to moan. I reach down and begin to rub her wet ass hole as her pussy grinds up and down my dick. I slowly began to slide my finger in and out of her ass. She starts moaning louder and louder, I spank her with my free hand as I finger fuck her ass. She moans louder as I slide a second finger in her ass as she grinds on my hard dick. I feel her pussy start to quiver as I feels her start to orgasm for a second time until suddenly she stands up and slides off my hard dick. Rubbing her clit, her pussy begins to squirt all over my hard dick. I had never seen a women quirt before. Huge streams shoot from her dripping pussy covering my dick. She collapsed on the bed with her head by my dick, her body breathing heavily as she looks up at me. "Fuck baby, I haven't cummed like that hard in years." She begins to slowly stroke my cock, as its dripping from her juices. She looks up at me, "Treat mommy like a slut, do what ever you want to me baby!" I sit up on the bed and crawl on top of her, lift her legs over my shoulders I slide my dick deep in her dripping wet pussy. We both begin to moan as her big tits sway back and forth on her chest, my balls smacking her ass as I thrust deep into her pussy. She looks up at me in a devilish look, "Cum for mommy baby!", "Oh I'm gonna cover that beautiful face in cum baby." Feeling my dick begin to throb, I slide my dick out of her and crawl up her body and placing it between her big tits. Pushing her tits together she wraps her tits around my shaft and opens her mouth as I begin to slide my dick between her tits and into her mouth, back and forth. 

I listen to her slurp as the head of my dick slides in and out of your mouth. I slide my dick out from between her tits and crawl to the side of her placing my dick by her face. Close to cumming, she begins to suck and stroke my dick. As I feel the cum flowing to the head of my dick, I slide my dick out from her mouth and begin stroke myself as I watch her position herself. As I slide my hand down my shaft for the last time, thick long streams of cum shot from my dick. My cum lands in her mouth, covering the lower half of her face. She slides her mouth around my dick, collecting the remaining cum. I slide off the bed and I look at her beautiful body laying on the bed with my cum dripping from her face. I smile at her, "Lets hope this can happen again."



A Night to Remember



Arrival

It had been a long day for Rena. She was dead tired and her feet were throbbing from the weeks of travel to get to the small town laid out before her. The sight of the Inn not far away was heavenly and she couldn't wait to sink her sore body into a soft bed. She walked into the Inn, dusting off her boots before walking inside. She loved to travel but sometimes she just needed a long rest in a nice small town.

Rena walked up to the Inn keeper and smiled, her eyes showing every bit of weariness. The Inn keeper saw this and looked at the rack of keys he had left. Without needing to be asked he took down one of the few he had left, a second floor room, and handed her the key. She smiled at him and reached for the key.

"That will be five copper pieces Miss." The Inn keeper made sure to make the price known before her hand touched the key. She gladly paid and then took the key. A short walk up stairs and into her room was almost too much for her tired feet but she managed to get inside and close the thick wooden door of the old Inn. Inside was an iron tub in the corner and she knew that buckets of hot water would be brought up soon by a maid.

Preparing for her bath, she unpacked her small bag setting out what was important. The knock finally came at the door after a half hour. She opened the door to find two maids and watched as they filled the tub with steaming water, exactly what she needed before sleep. They smiled and left her to her bath.

Once they were gone, she locked the door and stripped off ever stitch of clothing. A deep satisfied noise escaped her mouth as she lowered into the hot water and started to relax. It had been such a long time since she had had a hot bath. One cold river to another, sometimes weeks apart, hot water was just what she needed.

Laying there, her body warming and relaxing, she felt an urge her long travels had suppressed for awhile. Her soft long fingers slide down her smooth body feeling her own curves. She closed her eyes to the feel of her own touch, her fingers sliding down her breasts, then slowly down her flat stomach. She could only gasp as her fingers touched her long neglected folds.

Every soft touch, rub, and prod of her fingers made her core warm and tingle. She felt her soft fingers tease her clit, rub her soft lips, and finally slip inside her tight entrance. Her breathing started to deepen as she explored deeper, feeling soft, deep folds she hadn't touched in far too long. She started to pant as all the need took over and her fingers found all the spots she feared she had forgotten.

It wasn't long before she was moaning loud and arching in the hot water. You could tell by her face that every moment was a lost paradise finally found again. Her back arched higher, her perfect breasts pushed from the water. She was on the edge and she knew it. Instead of slowly to savor it, she pushed deeper, rubbed harder, and slammed every nerve with stimulation. It was like a dam broke and with the flood came a scream of pleasure. 

After finally washing up, she dried off and headed to bed, knowing better than to let herself drift in the water. Dry, she crawled into bed naked and curled up under the sheets, the scratching cotton a welcome difference to hard rocks and crunching leaves. 

Awakening....

After a long, restful sleep, Rena woke. What was strange was how foggy her mind was, how hung over she felt. She knew she hadn't drank anything the night before and never ate. No chance of being drugged or drunk. After sitting up, she ran her hands through her hair and nearly screamed. Between her fingers was soft short hair. As her hands slid down her face, she felt stubble, a scar. She felt a face that wasn't her's.

Opening her eyes, she found a body that also wasn't her's. Lying in a bed that wasn't the one she went to sleep in was a strong slightly older male form. When she moved her hands, his moved. Between what should be her legs, she saw what clearly wasn't. Starting to hyperventilate, she stood up fast looking around. The sudden movement made her dizzy and she felt back, unsteady in the strange body. What freaked her out most was the feel of an appendage she wasn't use to hitting her thighs.

It was in the middle of the small breakdown she heard the door unlocking. It opened and closed, soft footsteps entering the room. When she looked she nearly fainted in that moment. She saw herself standing by the door, her soft body barely covered by a half shirt and little more than panties. Her face smiled at her and with a wave of her hand, the male body she was trapped in was suddenly pinned spread eagle to the bed. 

She almost screamed when she heard her own voice from across the room. "You women have it so lucky." The body she knew to be her own reached up and started playing with her breasts through the shirt. "Always having these right here to play with, always having men willing to bow at your feet to do the same." She smiled and lifted the shirt off, playing with the bare breasts like a fascinating toy.

It became clear to Rena, the longer she watched, that the body standing near the bed was inhabited by the male that should be in the body she currently resided in. Only a male would be that interested in her breasts. They were larger than the average female and somehow still perky, but the current situation was clearly magical enough that he could grow his own if he wanted.

She watched the man walk her body over closer and strip the rest of the way bare. Once naked, he crawled over his own body, staring down into her eyes. "You are a beautiful woman. You have such an amazing body." He sat up straight and straddling her, starting to explore her body for what had to be the tenth time. He smiled with her face and then reached down. She watched as he reached down between her thighs and grasped the limp cock there.

Grinning, he began to gently stroke the soft shaft. The sensation she felt as he did was hard to explain, even to herself. It was similar to the feeling she got when her clit would swell, or her nipples when they were played with but bigger, a little different. She watched as the cock between her legs grew and her eyes got big, never having seen one that big. 

Grinning, he let go and ran the soft hands over his own muscular body. "It's so strange to feel my own body as I touch you. But this is part of the experiment. Experiencing sex from the other side." She frowned at his comment and spoke in a deep scruffy voice. "Then why don't you go fuck another man!"

She said it in anger as a demand but he took it as a question. "It wouldn't be the same. We are so different, men and women. Taking it in the ass from a man wouldn't be the same as riding a hard cock with the right body to experience it the way it should be." He reached down and made sure the soft lips between his thighs were wet, which of course they were, driven by the sex drive of a horny male mind. He grinned and started to rub, just loving the soft tingle he got from the contact of the soft fingers he controlled. 

Looking down at his own body, he decided it was time. Moving higher, he aligned her small frame over his swollen cock. Looking down at his own body, he slowly lowered onto the swollen cock. He gasped and gripped his own thick chest as he felt the alien sensation of being penetrated. The feeling of the hot, swollen shaft spreading what the thin fingers barely fit into was painful and bliss at the same time. Half moaning, half groaning, he finally reached the base, fitting the entirety of his own cock into her body.

As he watched, he saw the confused pleasure cross his own face and smiled, knowing she was feeling something just as alien as he was and enjoying it, just like he was. Knowing how this all worked, he gripped his own chest, feeling the coarse hair in his soft hands and started to move the slender body he controlled.

The first thought going through her mind was that the feeling wasn't too far from a hot mouth attaching itself to her swollen clit, but once again on a larger scale. The mouth was wetter, hotter, and so much tighter. She watched as her own body started to ride the cock sticking straight up from her groin and couldn't help but moan in pleasure to the feeling radiating from the cock she wasn't meant to have. 

The pleasure building in both of them was an intense alien animal neither of them knew how to control. The build of an internal orgasm was more than he could handle the pleasure so powerful his mind was fuzzy. The build of an orgasm building from the tip of her cock to the bottom of her balls was something so strange she could only ride the crashing waves.

It wasn't long until they both cried out and their sweet fluids gushed into each other, mixing like the waves of two oceans meeting. The hands gripping her thick chest clenched to the point of drawing blood. The throbbing, jerking cock sending streams of cum into his pussy made his world spin. The longer they rode the waves of pleasure, the more it became like a war, each pushing for more, each wanting that extra moment of alien pleasure.

It was only moments after the pleasure subsided that they both started to pass out. Neither mind was ready for how different the pleasure would be, and they both simply shut down, shut out the totally unknown experience to process later. And that's how the maids found them in the morning, curled together like lovers, sleeping off a long day.

A Dream?......

Rena woke with a start sitting straight up in the soft Inn bed with scratching sheets. She was naked and her clothes were exactly where she had left them, lying on the floor by the iron tub still full of water. She got out of bed on steady legs and did a full body check. Long hair, smooth face, soft lips, full breasts, flat stomach, heart-shaped ass, tight pussy...check. She even checked her reflection in the water of the tub, pleased to find her own face looking back at her.

Seeing her reflection, looking into her own eyes, she got flash backs from the strange ordeal. It was unclear to her if it was a dream or not but she had no sure way of knowing for sure. Taking her time, she got dressed and packed her things. A long look at the room was the last thing she did before leaving and heading to the front desk.

The inn keeper smiled at her as she approached. "Enjoy your stay Miss?" He gave no hint to how long she had been in her room, but the lack of request for more money suggested a single night. She simply nodded to his questions and placed the key on the counter, turning to leave.

A cloaked figure in a dark corner of the room watched her unsure step as she left the Inn. A sly smile could be seen from under the low cowl. She may have recognized the face if she had taken the time to look at the lobby like she looked at her room before leaving.

Rena left the town behind and not once did she look back. She pushed the memories of what she believed to be a dream to the back of her mind and kept moving. Yet for weeks after, ever morning when she woke from a good sleep she would check. Never again did she find something that wasn't suppose to be there.



A Night to Remember



"Of course, I could always just spank your butt," I say, playfully.

She looks at me, mingled surprise and shocked delight on her face. 

"You wish, mister," she says forcefully, poking her fingers into my breastbone.

I smile, lazily, at her, looking down at the fingers, then sliding my gaze insolently up to meet her eyes, and seeing her jerk her fingers back as I do.

I reach out, and gently caress her head, my touch slow, and soft, sensual, as I keep her eyes locked on mine. 

"Would that be so bad," I ask, my tone even, as I continue to stroke her.

She looks at me, and I can see the need, the desire, in her eyes. 

I keep up the slow gentle stroking, as I draw her towards me, feeling her start to lean into the movement, as she buries her head into my shoulder, hiding her face, her legs wrapping around me.

I wrap her in my arms, my finger coming down under her chin, lifting her head, so she's looking at me, her eyes like deep green pools, shining, scared, vulnerable, yet with a hidden reserve of strength. She meets my gaze firmly, yet acceptingly, ceding me control, but just for the moment.

My hand tightens in her hair, drawing her head back, and holding it steady, as I capture her lips in a kiss. She moans and arches into me, the slight pain from my grip on her hair only spurring her on.

I bring the kiss to a close, gently releasing her hair, as she stays pressed against me, her breathing heavy. 

That's ok, as my own breathing is none too steady, at the moment, anyway.

I turn and walk across the room, sitting down in the armchair, taking the 'power position'. 

As she straightens up and takes in my posture, I can see her recognising what I've done.

I beckon her over, and she.....slinks. It's as if all the tension has leached from her muscles, as she walks over to me, a sinuous, catlike grace to her movements, as she crosses the room, a small smile on her lips. 

She keeps her eyes glued to mine, a silent battle of dominance. I smile, knowing that she's planning to make me work for this. 

That's fine; I plan to make her work just as hard.

She reaches me, and stays, standing, eyes still locked on mine. I quirk one of my eyebrows at her, smile still on my face, as I extend my arm, and then point to the floor.

Holding her gaze, I maintain my pose, watching as she struggles, the challenge plain to see, but, eventually, she succumbs, sinking to her knees gracefully, with a whisper of cloth. After she's kneeling, eyes downcast, I lean forward and say, softly, "Good girl," accompanied by a head stroke. 

Immediately, her gaze flashes up to mine, fire burning in her eyes.

I let a little of my fire show, my eyes burning into hers as I reach out and press my fingernail into her cheek, and slide it down, not breaking the skin, but hard enough that she feels the pressure.

I hear her gasp; still keeping her gaze locked to her mine, at the unexpected, almost-pain, as my finger slips under the curve of her jaw and draws a line across the soft, vulnerable skin underneath her chin. As I reach the other side, and drop my finger, she shudders again, and drops her gaze to my feet, once more.

I keep my voice even, as I ask her, "What do I own?"

She brings her gaze up to mine again, but soft this time, yielding. 

"You own my breasts, you own my cunt, you own my ass, you own my body, you own my mind," she recites softly, keeping her liquid, green eyes on mine. 

I reach out and cup her face, not roughly, but firmly. 

"You give them to me?" I ask, my voice confident.

She takes a deep breath, and nods.

I slowly and gently slide the straps of her top down, pulling them down her arms, till they lay in her elbows.

Then, with a single, savage pull, I rip her top away, revealing her bra.

She gasps, sharply, as I rip the top away, her plump breasts heaving in the confines of her bra, as the adrenaline floods her system. 

I smile wryly, to myself. That adrenaline will make her skin so much more sensitive. 

I reach out, and gently urge her to her feet, rising with her.

I walk around behind her, sliding my hands over her back, plucking at her bra strap, feeling her flinch each time, until I finally flick the catch open with my finger, and slide the bra off her, freeing those succulent orbs.

I catch her arms as they come up automatically to shield her chest, and force them down. 

"Aren't these mine, girl," I whisper into her ear, as she struggles slightly in my grip. 

She stops struggling and says, "Yes", as I slide my hands up, and cup them. 

"Arch your back, my girl," I whisper, and she does, pressing them firmly into my cupped hands. 

"Good girl", I whisper, as I fondle her briefly, before sliding my hands down to the waistband of her skirt.

"Put your hands on your breasts," I whisper, as I play with her waistband. 

She brings her hands up and grasps her breasts, as I find the zip for her skirt and slide it down. 

"Play with them," I say, before I bury my face in her neck. 

She moans, partly from what I'm doing, and partly from the humiliation of what I have her doing.

To drive it home, I turn her slightly so she's looking at herself in the mirror.

"That's it, nasty girl" I say, "play with yourself for me." 

She moans again, her head going back and her body arching. 

I wait till she subsides; panting, and then I rip off her skirt, leaving her in only her pretty, black lace panties, and her heels. 

She gasps, surprised by the sudden, violent movement, and her legs suddenly buckle inward, her moans increasing in pitch as her hands continue to fondle her breasts.

I catch her, supporting her as I whisper in her ear, "Stop."

She groans, but her legs straighten, her hands fall from her breasts and she stands under her own power, her eyes finding mine in the mirror, shining with lust and pleasure.

Her face is red, and her breathing heavy, doing very interesting things to her chest as she stands in her skimpy black lace panties, my arms around her waist, my head looming above hers, the low light in the room making me seem to congeal out of the shadows, while her pale skin almost glows.

I begin to play with the waistband on her panties, and she puts her hands over mine. 

"No, wait, please," she says, her tone begging, not demanding, but her hands clasp mine strongly, stopping their movement. 

I flick my eyes down to her hands, and meet her gaze again, a simple question burning in my gaze. 

Do you really want to do that?

Her hands leap off mine as if burned, but the words don't stop tumbling from her mouth. 

"Please, please, can I keep my panties on? I.... I'm just not comfortable losing them yet, I'll do anything you want, anything at all, just please, please let me keep them." 

She pauses, panting harder now, and opens her mouth to keep going.

"I ....." My finger across her lips and she quiets immediately, still keeping that unwavering gaze on me, but the challenge is of a different type now. 

Where before she was challenging to take the power from her, to make her submit, now she's testing my limits, seeing how much control I'll allow her, seeing if she can feign submission, and by doing so, take control.

I keep my face impassive, and I move my hands along her waist. 

I speak, suddenly, my voice even and controlled. 

"This is mine, is it not?" I ask, referring to her body.

"Y...yes," she stammers, "but.." My finger silences her again.

"Just answer yes or no, girl. I don't want to hear your thoughts at the moment." 

She nods, her eyes wide and staring. 

This was not even remotely what she expected to happen, and she can't re-direct it. 

"You gave it to me, didn't you?" my voice gains a slight edge now, a burr of anger coating it. 

"Yes," she answers, her voice stronger, but her body all but melting into me. 

"I can do what I please with it, can I not?" 

I ask, the edge in my voice heating now, the blade of my fire slicing painlessly into her illusion of control.

"Yes....sir", she breathes, "Sir..." 

My finger comes up again, and again, instant silence. 

"So, girl," I continue, "If I want you to remove the panties, you will, won't you?" 

And in that sentence the fire building in my voice chills instantly to ice, and I see her 'oh shit' reaction flash into her eyes. 

"Yes, sir, I will," she casts her eyes down, and moves her hands up to the waistband of her panties, preparing to pull them down. 

I freeze her with my voice alone. 

"Did I give you an instruction, girl?"

"I... I'm sorry sir, I thought you wanted... I'm sorry!!"

Her gaze flashes up to mine, but only for an instant.

I see the confusion and fear there, for just a second, before her gaze dives down again.

I lean in to her ear, and whisper, "Don't move," before walking across the room, and picking up two things. 

One is a pair of scissors, and the other is my beginner's flogger. 

It looks impressive and it makes noise, but the pain factor is fairly limited.

I walk back over to her, noting that her eyes have stayed down the entire time. 

She's almost in sub space now, almost down in the depths.

"Eyes up, girl," I bark, and her head flies up, fear and anticipation flashing across her face as she takes in the flogger. 

"Oh,..." she moans 

"Elbows at your sides, girl, and hands out," I say, my tone still even, but confident now, as if I know the resistance has been crushed for now, and she'll be eager to obey. 

She swiftly, takes the position, and I lay the flogger across her hands. 

She looks at me, a clear question in her gaze, before a slight quirk of my brow sends her gaze floor ward again.

I move in close behind her, running my hands over her back, sliding my nails down, and hearing her gasp, feeling her writhe as I do.

I lean forward and whisper "I've decided that your panties will stay on for now, girl..."

Before I finish my sentence, I can feel the triumph radiating from her, even her stance changes slightly. 

"....but, if they come off, they are staying off, do you understand?" I finish, my tone stern. 

She nods, silently, still keeping her gaze lowered, but her entire body reflects her belief that she's taken some measure of control. 

"Don't drop the whip," I whisper, as I suddenly grab and handful of her hair, and force march her over to the chair I was occupying recently. 

She gasps, and some of the tension goes out of her stance, as I bend her over the chair, in a 45 degree angle. 

She still holds the whip, holding that position by muscle power alone, but already, she's beginning to tremble. 

Slowly, I draw the scissors out of my pocket, and show them to her. Her gaze loses its arrogance, as she considers what I might be about to do.

I slide the scissors open, and taking one blade, I run it down her spine, to the accompaniment of her gasps and moans, til it slide under the elastic waistband of her panties. 

Then I bring the scissors together with a snip and slice the elastic through. 

I repeat the process lower down, sliding the blade up each of her thighs, collecting no little amount of her juices, as I do, before slicing the elastic that holds them to her legs as well. 

Now it's only her position that keeps her panties on and I move the scissors in front of her, bringing them to her lips. 

"You got your nasty juices all over my scissors, girl," I say, sternly. "Clean them off"

She doesn't even attempt to argue, the elation of thinking she'd been in charge, and the plunge of realising she wasn't, combining to slide her into the edges of subspace. 

Her wet, pink tongue comes out, and laps at the scissors, carefully but thoughly, cleaning the metal of her secretions. 

I throw the scissors on the floor behind me, and I take the whip from her now trembling arms, bringing it, in turn, to her lips. 

"Kiss it." 

She feverishly rains kisses on it, still keeping arms in the correct position, and I hold the whip to her mouth.

After about 20 seconds, I move the whip, and step back behind her. 

"Take hold of the chair," I say, and raise the whip.

She squeaks, and bends forward, taking hold of the chair arms, her breathing quickening, and I swish the whip through the air, making noise, but not even touching her skin.

Then, I bring the whip forward, lightly, spinning my arm, the strokes light, almost gentle, barely reddening the skin, yet drawing gasps and moans from her as I swing.

After a few minutes of this, I take a step back, and give her a harder stroke. It lands with a crack and draws an accompanying whimper from her. I wait a ten count, and give her another.

Crack

Crack

Crack

Finally, I take another step back, and unleash a full armed swing, hitting squarely, but cocking my wrist at the end to mitigate some of the power of the blow.

CRACK

At this, she howls, her whole body convulsing and her neatly sliced panties fall to the floor, leaving her delicious, apple shaped ass, bare.

I moved up beside her, her shoulders heaving as she tried to process the surfeit of emotions and sensations that assaulted her. 

The smell of her arousal was strong, and her breath came in gulped little gasps, as she shook.

I gently helped her to stand, and took her across to my bedroom, putting her in my bed, and then climbing in after her. 

She snuggled herself into me, curling up like a limpet, her head resting on my shoulder as her breathing evened out and she stopped shaking. 

Exhausted, we both slipped into sleep, but, as that darkness claimed me, I heard her whisper,

"Thank you.....Master"



A Night To Remember



Authors Note 

I started chatting online over 3 years ago and this story is dedicated to Marcus , the first person I ever had a naughty chat with .He still captivates me making my juices flow still after 3 years . He is my friend, online lover and confidante. This is for you Marcus baby.

A big thank you to David Aubrey for editing my story!! 

This is my first story ever. Comments are welcome.




My name is Jos and I am 35 years old. After breaking up with my boyfriend of 3 years, I decided to stay single for a while. It is now three months since our break up and my horniness level is in over drive.

My friend Jenna invited me to a dinner party. Knowing I didn't have a date for the evening, she had organized a blind date for me.

Thinking about having a good fuck, I dress up in my sexiest outfit. I slip into a tight fitting black dress that clings to my body with my 38C breasts showing cleavage in a tasteful way with no bra for extra sexiness, I slip on my black crotchless panties. I complete my outfit with black stocking and garters and a pair of black sexy stiletto pumps. I touch up my make- up, grab my purse and leave for the dinner party.

Arriving at the party Jenna meets me at the door and introduces me to my date. He introduces himself as Mikey. Mikey looks like he is around 33 years old and he has a great looking body with great abs, totally fuckable.

Mikey spends the evening flirting with me. He grabs and caresses my ass as we dance and he is always keeping my wine glass full.

As we all sit around the dinner table, my friend Jenna says "Hey guys, I think we should have some fun"; Everyone feeling flirty and tipsy urge her on to say what fun she means.

She says "let's turn this into a swingers party".



I am stunned that she would suggest that as everyone is married expect Mikey and I.

A lady named Cleo says, "I have an idea so nobody will feel uncomfortable. All girls get blind folded and the guys put your car keys in a bowl. The girls must choose a key and the person who the key belongs to, will be her sex partner for the night".

Everyone agree that that sounds good and we make our way into the lounge. 

Using our dinner napkins for blindfolds we settle down while the guy?s pass the bowl around, I can hear so many ooohhhs and aaahhhhhs. When it is my turn, I pick a key and I hear a guy whistle.

I immediately remove the blindfold and look around in excitement as to who my partner is.

I look up to see a guy called Marcus holding his hand out. His wife has been paired with another guy but she stares at us. I look for Mikey but he has been paired with another guy?s wife and does not look happy.

I place Marcus around 36 years old. He is tall with dark hair, blue eyes and toned abs; My mind keeps drifting off to what is inside his pants.

He asks me to dance and as we dance he keeps telling me how hard he wants to fuck me. As we dance he pulls me close, kissing me. I feel his cock is rock hard. We continue dancing and as we dance I turn and grind my ass on his cock. 

I close my eyes as we dance and I imagine my mouth on his cock. When I open my eyes, Mikey is standing in front of me. He tells me that he wants to fuck my pussy. Marcus tells Mikey "She chose me, now get lost ".

I push Mikey away and take Marcus by the hand, leading him to a room.

In the room, we kiss passionately, our hands roaming all over each other?s body. Dropping to my knees I open his pants and take his hard cock in my hand. I gasp in surprise, it is inches inche?s long, very thick with a bulbous purple mushroom head. It is the most gorgeous cock I have ever seen. He is well shaven, his pubic area feels smooth and silky. I smile inwardly at my luck.

Kissing him all over, I take his cock into my mouth and rub my saliva all over his length and head. I look deep in his eyes as I taste him. Sucking his cockhead, I taste his precum as I take him deep in my mouth. I feel his cockhead at the back of my throat as Marcus holds my head down feeding me more of his cock.

I slide my tongue all over his long thick cock, then I take the head back in my mouth. Marcus is now face fucking me, his hips moving faster and faster as he pushes his cock into my mouth. He fucks my mouth, like he is fucking a pussy.

With the tip of my tongue, I tease his cum hole, driving him crazy. He pulls me up and kisses me, tasting himself in the kiss.

Marcus lies on the bed and as I straddle him he holds his cock as I slide him into my wet pussy. His cock is Huge. I slide it in deep and he lifts his hips to fuck me hard. As he fucks me we look into each others eyes as he pinches and fondles my nipples. 

Marcus tells me to do a reverse cowgirl and as I turn around and reposition myself to his cock, he presses it against my ass .He pushes his cock deep in my ass and starts to fuck to me there, rubbing my clit furiously as he fucks my rear all the time moaning loudly.

Suddenly, Mikey enters the room naked. He comes up to us and kisses me then commences to lick my wet pussy and teasing my clit with his tongue, sucking me hard.

Mikey stops licking my pussy and kisses me hard while positioning his cock at the entrance of my pussy. I start to protest because I have never had double penetration before but with his lips tight on mine, I cannot say anything all the while Marcus is fucking my ass continuously.

I feel so full. The feeling is glorious. With two cocks filling me, I feel like I'm spiraling out of control. My orgasm is fast approaching, I've never felt so sexy and full of sex before. It is an amazing feeling.

As Mikey is fucking my pussy and Marcus my ass the feeling is so good. We fuck like that for a while and then Mikey jumps off me and Marcus stops.

I now lick the two cocks having fun with them. As I do so, Marcus's wife enters the room. She looks at him and comes up to me pushing me on to the bed and starts licking my pussy. As she licks me, Mikey enters her pussy and fucks her hard.

Marcus is so turned on seeing his wife sucking my pussy, he comes to the side of me and I take his cock in my mouth. I suck him hard, tasting my juices on his cock.

After a while Mikey is fucking his wife?s ass as Marcus fucks my pussy. I am on my knees and Marcus is spanking my ass and banging my pussy with his huge cock. I scream out as I cum and feel him cumming deep in me. My pussy convulses a hundred times as waves of orgasms wash over me. It is what I wanted. I savor every moment, riding my orgasm higher and higher.

Turning around Marcus fucks me more as his wife and Mikey continue to couple. Marcus is so turned on watching wife screwing that he empties the contents of his cum sac all over my breasts. I rub his cum on my nipples and I masturbate with his cum on my clit. Marcus's wife and Mikey finally cum after which she leaves the room to go find her clothes.

Marcus, Mikey and I go into the shower together.



A Night To Remember



Everyone had finally left a few hours after the New Year had begun. Finally, they were alone. Though it was getting late, or rather early, neither of them was at all tired, but nonetheless they began preparations for bedtime. They made up a bed for her on the couch, the couch that was a favorite spot for making out and..other things..special activities.. He on the other hand would be sleeping in her own bed a room away, though if they had anything to do about it they would "accidentally" fall asleep together and spend the night in each other's arms. 

She got up and went into the bathroom to change into her pajamas while he lay on the couch, waiting. It had been nearly two weeks since they had last touched, last kissed, and throughout that period apart they had both been exceedingly horny, fulfilling their desires and needs through shared stories of self-pleasure and a semi-failed mutual masturbation skype date. She was nervous, and giddy as she pulled her dress over her head and removed her bra, before doing the same to with her panties. For a second, she stopped, and stared at the reflection of her naked body in the mirror. Then, she picked up her favorite purple hoodie of his and zipped it up. She took a breath, blushing, and opened the door and walked out of the bathroom towards the couch. 

He saw her coming, wearing his sweatshirt that nearly swallowed her. Gazing at her, he wondered what she had underneath; nothing? His dick twitched at the image of his love standing there naked beneath the soft fabric of his hoodie.

She smiled, grinning at him before she spoke.

"I'm still wearing a shirt and panties underneath—I really don't want someone to come upstairs during the night and catch us," she said regrettably.

He was disappointed for a second, but quickly brushed it aside.

"That's okay babe; as long as I'm with you tonight, everything's perfect" he said.

She blushed, and motioned for him to move over and make space for her on the couch. 

She carefully climbed in, so her back was against the back of the couch and she was lying face to face with him. They pulled the sheets up over them. She smiled at him and he grinned back at her. She eased closer to him and kissed his waiting lips. He moved his hands to pull her body closer to his as the kiss grew hotter but she resisted at pulled back. She moved her hands beneath his shirt, feeling his body tremble as she made contact with his skin. Slowly, she pulled his shirt over his head, and dropped it to the floor next to them. 

  She caressed his chest, trailing her fingers lightly down to the waistband of his pants, making her fingers crawl across it as he gasped in response to her touch. She smiled and trailed her fingers back up his chest, teasing him. She kept repeating this, as he continued to gasp and sigh, their lips still locker together, as she ran her tongue over the roof of his mouth, evoking sigh after sigh. He moved his mouth to kiss her neck, her ear, but she pulled back and wouldn't allow it. He kept trying to grab her and pull her close, reaching over to caress her breasts or move his hand down to finger her but she refused, and told him he was not allowed to touch her until she told him to, not yet. He made a face but complied to her rules. With her fingers on his waistband once again, she moved them lower, latching on to his cock for a couple of seconds before releasing it. Looking down, she noticed a peak growing in his pants, and slowly removed her lips from his own. He opened his eyes and looked at her in confusion, wondering why she had stopped. She gazed at him, and smiling to herself as she removed her hands from his chest.

  "I lied to you," she whispered seductively. (or at least as seductive as you can be when you're blushing red)

  "What?.. What do you mean?" he replied in confusion.

  "I lied to you.." she said slowly, as she moved her hands to the zipper of the hoodie, "...about what I'm wearing underneath.. The truth is.." pulling the zipper down excruciatingly slowly, she revealed only the softness of her skin—"I'm not wearing anything underneath."

  He gazed at her in surprise arousal as she pulled the zipper down ever so slowly, to reveal her naked body beneath it, and she removed his hoodie. He looked at her body with appreciation as she lay there naked before him. It was all he could do not to rip his clothes of right then and there and make love to her. 

  She reminded him of her rule, and began slowly trailing her fingers once again down his chest. This time however, she moved her hands beneath his pants and moved down the couch, pulling them down lower and lower before freeing them of his feet. He now lay in only his boxers, and she gazed upon him with growing excitement (and arousal). He was finding it increasingly harder to keep from touching her, as his dick grew harder. She crawled back up beside him and returned her hands to his waistband, moving them slowly, so slowly beneath his underwear towards his growing erection. He gasped loudly, and she silenced his moan with her mouth as her fingers lightly traveled the length of his hard dick, light as a feather on its head. She pulled his boxers down, and then laid beside him. 

  They laid there, completely exposed, looking into each others eyes. His blue eyes stared into hers, begging her to let him finally touch her soft warm body. She moved her hands from his neck, trailing all the way down to his exposed penis, and ever so gently, grasped his penis.

  She breathed lightly over his ear, and hearing him shiver in pleasure at the combination of her hot breath and her hand on his dick, she whispered "Touch me."

  He didn't need a second invitation and immediately pulled her body to his and all but forced their two aroused bodies together, locking their lips as well. They gasped as they finally made contact with each other's naked bodies. She could feel his warm throbbing dick pressed against her hot thigh, and it only made her hornier. She grinded against his leg, taking it between hers, sighing at the tingling pressure it put on her vagina. His lips demanded hers as they began kissing feverishly, growing more and more aroused. Her hands wrapped around him and she scratched her nails down his back as he sighed and gasped. Then, she slowly trailed her hands down her back, to one specific spot. Knowing the effect it would have on him, she pressed her fingers into the spot on his back. The humping motion he made in automatic response pressed his dick even closer to her moist vagina. She breathed deeply and moved her position so they were perfectly lined up, and locked lips with her love, devouring his mouth hungrily and feeling his hard throbbing erection pressed into the crevice of her thigh and wet vagina. 

  Finally, she backed her body away from his a mere inches and found the spot on his back again. By now her vagina was enveloped in wetness and his dick was rock hard. She moved her hand to the spot, applying pressure and immediately he thrust forward, his hard penis making contact with the lips of her moist vagina. They both gasped loudly at the contact and momentarily froze. Then she moved to press the spot again and the head of his penis slipped barely into the opening of her warm vagina. He moaned at the pressure of her vagina on his erection. 

  One more time she moved to press the spot on his back again, but this time he stopped her, instead grabbing her hand and attacking her lips with his own. Their bodies intertwined and they rubbed against each other, both arousals clearly evident. Their desire for each other was growing greater and greater, and it was getting even harder for them to resist their urges. She pressed her body harder against his, encouraged by his muffled moaning as she covered his mouth with her own. His dick pressed against the opening of her vagina and as she pressed against him she felt it move further inside of her. He gasped loudly but then stopped her, moving backwards so he could look at her face. He cradled her face in his hands and looked at her with desire and love in his eyes. He caressed her cheek.

  "Are you sure?" he whispered huskily, waiting for her reaction.

  She looked at him longingly, "I want you" she said, closing the distance between them.

  "I want you, now," she whispered into his ear, sending shivers down his body.

  He kissed her, slowly, passionately, cherishing each touch, each movement of her lips and tongue. And then he moved cautiously forward, pressing his throbbing dick gently into the lips of her moist vagina. She gasped and moaned quietly. He did it again, moving deeper this time, hearing her breath heavily. He pulled out and slowly moved inside of her, and out again and again until she was begging him to be inside of her, to feel his pulsing dick inside her soaked warm vagina, to feel him pleasure her and her pleasure him.

  He moved his dick gently inside her vagina, deeper as her body stiffened, and relaxed as he stopped and they repositioned.

  "Maybe you should move on top of me," he breathed into her ear.

  She could only reply with a nod of her head, as they carefully repositioned themselves, never breaking the contact of his erection pulsing inside her vagina. Once she was on top of him, he moved his hand down to guide his penis into her vagina. They gasped as her warm vagina enveloped his throbbing erection. He started humping her, but then stopped, pulling her face to his, before whispering into her ear

  "Fuck me Lydia"

  She started thrusting against him, growing wetter and wetter, as he moaned with pleasure. He could feel himself getting close to cumming but tried hard to wait and hold out. She was getting closer and closer with each thrust as she humped him. She could barely stand it. He could barely stand it.

  "Oh fuck Lydia, please fuck me" he gasped.

  She moaned deeply as her eyes rolled back in her head. She thrusted faster and faster on him, his throbbing dick inside of her. She was so close she could barely hold it in, and could see that he was in the same condition. She slowed down, savoring the feel of him inside of her, wanting the sensation to last as long as possible. She humped him, then finally couldn't stand it anymore and moved faster and faster, grinding against him, moaning and sighing loudly. 

  "Oh god...oh god Jake" she gasped on the verge of climaxing.

  And then she thrusted harder and harder against him, her senses screaming, her vagina and entire body immersed in pleasure as she finally came, trembling and moaning so loudly, she had surely woken up the house. She continued moaning as she orgasmed, her wetness releasing over his penis inside of her soaking wet vagina, out onto his body. 

  "Ohh fuck!"

  He couldn't hold it in any longer and he came, moaning with her, trembling beneath her body as he gasped her name over and over, in pleasure. He had never felt anything near to this pleasure, it was amazing. He thrusted in and out of her as he orgasmed, his eyes rolling back in his head with pleasure. After every last ounce of cum seeped out of his penis they slowly stopped humping each other, gasping and trying to catch their breath.

  He slowly pulled out of her and then just held her in his arms, both spent. 

  "Thank you" she said, breathless.

  "Thank you," he replied, "that was..."

  He couldn't think of any words to describe what it felt like making love to her; there were no words to describe it. He kissed her deeply, holding her tightly in his arms. She sighed in his embrace, knowing she never wanted to leave them, never wanted this feeling to end. As normal breathing returned, the two exhausted lovers fell asleep in each other's arms, perfectly content.



A Night to Remember



I'm sitting here in my hotel room waiting on my new lover-to-be to arrive. I have taken a nice long hot bath and put on my sexy little nightie I purchased just for the occasion. I've been waiting on this night for months now and wanted everything to be perfect. 

It's around 10 p.m. when I hear a knock on the door. I walk over to the door, glance through the peep hole to be sure it's him, and answer the door. He steps inside and I close the door. As I turn around he surprises me by pushing me up against the door to give me a scorching kiss. He continues to kiss me, thrusting his tongue in my mouth, entwining his it with mine. His hands start to roam over my body, caressing down my side and back up. His hand slides under the front of my nightie cupping and squeezing my breast. He breaks the kiss to start kissing his way down my neck. He frees one breast from the bra of the nightie and starts kiss and lick the nipple until it is rock hard. He sucks my nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking the hard nub with his tongue. I moan and bury my hand in his hair, pleasure sliding over me with each lick. He moves to the other breast licking and sucking the nipple again to a hard nub. 

He kisses down my stomach and kneels on the floor in front of me. He reaches up and pulls my panties slowly down my legs, lifting my foot to step out of each side. He runs his hands up my legs before leaning in to kiss each leg, running his tongue in little circles. He pushes my legs father apart and kisses the inside of each thigh before lifting my leg over his shoulder. He leans forward and runs his tongue over my now very wet pussy. One long stroke, then another, sending chills all over my body. He continues to lick and suck on my clit as he slides first one finger then another inside me. I start to moan and my legs start to tremble as he licks and sucks, while sliding his finger in and out of my body. He starts to move his fingers faster, licking and sucking harder. I feel the orgasm building quick. I moan and ground my pussy in to his face as I explode. I can feel my juices running down my leg as he continues to lick, desperately trying to catch every drop. 

He stands back up, pulling me in for another scorching kiss as he moves me back toward the bed. I reach down and unbutton his pants as we move, reaching in side to pull his rock hard cock out of his pants. I slide my hand up and down his erection. As we reach the bed he pushes me back and he quickly removes his pants. He pushes my legs back and pulls me to the edge of the bed and he buries his cock deep inside. He slides back almost completely out then thrust back deep again. He continues to move, long hard thrust as he reaches between our bodies and starts to rub my clit. I start to moan and push against his hand as he continues to rub and pounds his cock in and out of my very hot and wet pussy. I cum hard and fast, clamping down around his cock as pleasure rolls over me. He starts to move faster, pushing my legs up so he can get as deep as possible before he erupts, filling me full of his hot cum. 

We both collapse on the bed, trying to catch our breath. We finally untangle our bodies to lay down on the bed. We lay there for a while talking and recouping from our first encounter. I keep thinking how sexy his chest is as rub my hand up and down. I move to my side and lean over to kiss him again, my hands still rubbing over his chest. I start to move down his neck lick and sucking at his skin as I move lower to that sexy chest. I run my tongue over one hard flat nipple as I run my thumb over the other one. I hear him moan which only turns me on more as I continue licking and kissing his chest. 

I start to move down lower, licking and kissing my way down over his stomach. I slide down between his legs, running my tongue down his hip and down between the crease of his leg. He is already hard for me as I take his cock in my hand, sliding my hand up and down his shaft. I can see the pre-cum, as I bend over and lick the head of his cock. I run my tongue over and down the side and back up before I take him slowly into my mouth. I slide my lips over him, swirling my tongue as I take him all the way into my mouth and back up, sucking gently. I continue to take him in and out of my mouth, sucking and licking my way up and down. 

I reach over on to the bedside table to grab some flavored warming oil I brought along just for the occasions. I want to keep him hot and wet as i move lower to do more licking. I pour some of the oil in my hand and start to stroke his cock until he is slick. I continue to stroke his cock as I start to lick my way down over his balls. I lick and suck gently on his sac, running my tongue over the tender flesh. I move lower licking the skin under his balls as move down lower to lick his asshole. He moans as continue to stroke his cock and run my tongue over his asshole and back up over his balls then back down again. I can feel his balls start to tighten before I move back to his cock and take him back in my mouth.

I start sliding him in and out of my mouth faster, sucking and using my tongue with each slide of my mouth. I run my nails gently over his balls as I suck harder and faster. He starts moaning harder telling me he is about to come. I want him to cum, I want to taste him as he fills my mouth. I suck him into my mouth again as he grabs my head and pushes his cock farther into my mouth as he explodes. He fills my mouth full of his cum. He releases my head and I pull back enough to swallow his offering, then gently taking him back in my mouth to catch every drop before I pull back. I lay back down on the bed beside him and we both drift off to sleep totally spent for the moment. 

I wake up around dawn to his hot mouth licking and sucking on one nipple as he rolls the other between his fingers. I moan as he moves to the other nipple. He slides down between my legs kissing over my stomach as he moves down my body. He spreads my legs wider and runs his tongue over my center. He looks up at me and tells me he wants to slide his cock into my tight ass. He says he is going to help get my ready. I've only done anal once and I'm a little nervous at the thought but I did bring some lube just in case. He starts to lick me again, running his tongue down over my ass then back up over my clit. He takes the lube and starts to slide his finger into my ass as he licks and sucks on my clit. He continues slide one finger in and out, and then adds a second finger. He continues lick and suck as he fucks my ass with his fingers. I start to moan and push my pussy into his mouth as I cum. He gives me one more lick before he slides up between my legs and slides his cock into my ass. He works it slowly in until he is all the way, stopping long enough to give me time to adjust. He starts moving then, sliding his cock in and out of my ass. He pulled my legs over his arms as he buried his cock deep inside. He starts to move faster, I start to moan, damn I'm cumming again. He fucks my ass harder and faster as I start to scream as I cum. He thrust his cock deep one more time before fill my ass with his load. 

We both collapse again on the bed. Happy and completely satisfied!



A Night to Remember



I arrived at her house Friday afternoon after I got off of work. I removed my clothes and folded them up neatly and kneeled down naked on her porch as she had instructed. I was 15 minutes early but I didn't dare show up late for my first day. My only hope was that it was a quiet neighborhood and nobody would notice the naked man kneeling in front of the door, fingers interlocked behind his head and perfect posture, eyes pointed at the ground. 

I had met her online a few weeks ago one night when I was horny and trying to get off. But there was something about her that captivated me. Before I knew it she had complete control over me and had kept me busy all week with assignments. I hadn't had an orgasm in a week, much less even been allowed to play with my cock. 

My knees began to stiffen and it felt like I'd been kneeling here for hours. Surely it was 5 pm, but I didn't dare break position to check the time. Maybe she was just waiting on the other side of the door enjoying my discomfort and seeing how long I would kneel there. My mind raced over the things I'd done for her already, and my cock stiffened in anticipation of what was to come this weekend. Finally, after what felt like a half hour the door opened, and there she was. 

I kept my eyes trained on the doorstep, too scared to look into her eyes, her presence radiating complete control over her environment. She reached down and tilted my chin up and I gazed into her eyes. She was a goddess I was not worthy of, but luckily for me I was at her disposal for the next 48 hours. Every deviant whim that entered her mind would be taken out on me. 

The gentleness she had used to lift my chin was soon lost as she grabbed me by the hair and drug me in the door and threw me onto my hands and knees. I heard the door close, and the lock click, and I knew that I was hers. All my screams and pleas for mercy would not be heard outside her fortress. I stayed perfectly still as she walked around me inspecting what was hers. A ball gag was snugly attached behind my head before I knew what was happening. She pinched and tugged on bits that would make anyone self conscious before grabbing me by the balls and locking my cock up in a chastity cage and tying a leash to it. She pulled hard, yanking my now trapped and exposed balls up behind my legs and led me off.

I struggled to keep up with her, my knees already sore from kneeling and her wooden floors not making things any easier. She stopped outside a door and looked down at me with a wicked grin before leading me into her dungeon. 

Holy Shit! That's all I could think. I'd never seen such a wide variety of toys. Not even a sex shop could compete with this. A whole wall alone was dedicated to paddles, floggers, whips and canes all meticulously arranged and hanging in their spots. There were dildos and plugs, ropes and chains and furniture I couldn't even imagine uses for. 

"Kneel," she said, and I quickly scrambled to my knees. She walked over to the wall of spanking implements and decided on a wooden paddle, and brought it over with a pair of cuffs that she used to secure my hands behind my back. Before I could react I heard the paddle flying through the air and felt it impact my skin with a sharp smack. I bit into my gag and nearly fell forward. Nobody had ever hit me like that before. Ten whacks later and tears were streaming down my cheeks and I was drooling down my chest. "That should be a good start" she said mockingly. I sniffed and tried to hide my obvious discomfort but she saw right through me. 

Mistress led me over to a bench in the middle of the room and laid me face down on it, and relocked my cuffs in front of me under the bench. She grabbed a piece of cloth and the next thing I knew I was blindfolded with no idea what was coming next. 

I heard her walk away and grab something. "This might hurt a bit." 'Hurt a bit?!' I thought. How was I supposed to describe the feeling of my tender red ass? The next thing I knew my ass was on fire with pain. Stinging pain doesn't even come close to describe the welts I could feel rising from my flesh. "This is a cane, and it has obviously had the desired effect." I tried to struggle but there was nowhere for me to go. She worked her way up and down my ass and legs, each swing harder than the last. I was sobbing and gasping for breath when she finally took mercy on me and removed my gag. "Time for supper pup."

She led me on my hands and knees all the way across the house to the kitchen where she pointed to a couple of dog bowls on the floor filled with water and dinner for the day. She proceeded to sit at the table and fix her plate and sip on a glass of wine while keeping a keen eye on me. She almost spit her wine out as she watched me loose my balance and land face first in the water bowl. "Eating like a pet takes practice, but you'd better fill up so you have enough strength to get through what I'm going to put you through." Perhaps she was right. I wasn't very hungry but did my best to eat what I was given. 

When she was done she took my leash and led me off to the living room and sat down in a comfortable couch. She unbound my hands and told me that she had had a long day and needed to relax and that I should get to work on her feet if I had any hope of using my dirty tongue or hands anywhere else on here. I eagerly unfastened her heels and slipped them off and began to massage her feet. One skill I've always been complimented on is my massages. I dug my thumbs into all the right spots as she leaned back and flipped on the tv, paying no attention to me. After I had rubbed them all over I started to kiss her feet. Surely this is what a goddess expects? She didn't react so I continued to kiss and suck on her toes. After what must have been an hour she grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up so I could see her. "Good boy" she said, and I blushed a little.

Without thinking my eyes drifted to her skirt, and I could see straight up it. She smirked and asked "see something you like pet?" I nodded and she proceeded to pull off her panties and dangle them in front of my face. Her musk met me nose and I sniffed in her sweet strong smell from a long day between her thighs. If only I was lucky enough to bury my tongue where her panties had been all day. "Open up" and without question I opened wide and she stuffed them in my mouth. As my spit began to soak them up her taste flooded my mouth and I was in ecstasy. 

A few minutes later she hiked up her skirt and firmly grabbed me by the hair and buried my face between her legs. My tongue eagerly jumped into action, greedily licking up her wet pussy and rubbing and flicking my tongue over her clit. Her grip on my hair tightened and she pulled me in closer as wave after wave of orgasm shook her body. My tongue lapping up her juices like it was the elixir of life. I could barely breath from all her cum covering my face but finally she pushed me away and took a deep breath and sank into the couch and sighed. I licked my lips and eagerly awaited my next order. Without saying anything she grabbed my leash and half dragged me by the balls to a bedroom on the far side of the house from hers. 

"It's almost time for bed pet, but I don't think you will be sleeping very well tonight." I swallowed and felt the knot in my throat grow bigger. What could she possibly mean? She blindfolded and gagged me again before tying me up spread eagle face down on the bed, with a pillow under my hips. There was no slack in my restraints. She left the room and my mind began to race. Surely she won't keep me up all night. I've had a long week at work too. 

I heard her soft footsteps approaching and she sat down on the bed next to me and her hand went to my still tender ass and her finger pressed against my hole. I involuntarily clenched up from the contact and she slapped my ass hard. "Relax!" she commanded and I obeyed. I heard her open up some sort of cap and the next thing I felt was some foreign object pressing against my ass hole. "Don't fight it slut. It's going in whether you like it or not." I tried to relax as she pressed harder until it opened me up. I gasped against my gag but she didn't stop, pushing harder and deeper, stretching my virgin ass. The pain was unlike anything I've ever felt. It burned like it might as well have been molten metal and tears streamed down my cheeks. My muffled screams having no effect on her relentless invasion. I was almost ready to pass out when I heard her say "All in. That wasn't so bad was it?" Luckily I was gagged because the things going through my mind surely wouldn't have been taken well. How was I supposed to sleep like this? It felt like there must be a baseball bat sticking out of me. I bit down on my gag, feeling myself continue to stretch, and my cock in its cage struggling to get heard and tugging my balls. 

"Oh, I almost forgot." Was she going to take it out? Oh please let her take it out. I heard a switch click and all of a sudden my ass was vibrating all the way up into my belly. It was a vibrator! The vibrations against my prostate only made my cock try to get harder. 

"Don't think I forgot about all that filth you've been saving in your balls for me all week. I have no use for it and you surely couldn't have been expecting me to let you have a pleasurable orgasm. Don't worry, I just put fresh batteries in the vibrator that's in your cunt. It should do the job nicely. Sweet dreams pup." And like that she turned off the light, closed the door and was heading to bed for a relaxing nights sleep. The same could not be said for me.

The pressure in my balls continued to build as the vibrations shook me and forced my first orgasm. This was the first bit of pleasure I'd felt in a week but it quickly turned to utter torture as the thick vibrator in my cunt continued to milk my cock. I pulled on my restraints and wriggled in pain as I screamed helplessly knowing no one would come. I just wanted my orgasm to end but the oversensitivity only got worse until I came again and again until all the cum had dribbled from my cock. The sensation was unbearable. Like being tickled to death. After what had to be an hour my balls were completely empty, the vibrator shaking me harder than ever, and then everything went black, and I passed out.



A Night to Remember



Hi there reader. This is a new story of mine, and is one of what will be many attempts to break out and try to write in a very different category to the ones I'm used to. I will be giving several categories a go, many of which I haven't ever written in before, or in some cases even thought about. I hope you enjoy the experiment! 

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Christmas time. The jolliest part of the year, but for me it means only one thing: end-of-year functions, Christmas parties, big work dinners...every year it puts a bad spin on the season for me. All I want to do is start my holidays, relax for a while, and instead I have to sit through endless banter with people I spend too much of my free time with already.

Now I know what you're thinking, but no I'm not Scrooge, I don't hate Christmas, but when you're in a dead end job in a boring town it's hard to get excited. It's even worse when you end up getting dragged along to your dad's work function too. See, dad and his boss are old Air Force buddies, I get invited along a lot of the time, and at 22 I'm expected to make an appearance as a fully grown adult and friend of the family.

This year was particularly bad, since I'd broken up with my girlfriend about two months ago and was finding it hard living alone. Ok, so I say broken up with but what I really meant was she fucked my step-brother and his friend at my dad's house. I'm over her now -- no point being upset over a slut -- but at the time I broke my step-brother's nose. Needless to say I wasn't welcome there for a while and dad is still hoping to reconcile things.

So here I am, stuck at another party with dad and Janine -- she isn't MY mum -- with no date and, let's face it, going on my third month without sex. I mean, I think I'm fairly good looking: I'm quite tall, with tanned skin, a good sense of style and fairly gym fit without looking like I spend more time doing crunches and less time eating, or breathing, for that matter. The problem is there just aren't any decent girls around, not ones that you want to hold on to, and I just don't know if I'm really into the NSA side of life. For all that I am I'm also usually fairly shy around girls, at least to start with, so approaching one for a quickie isn't exactly one of my strong suits.

To be fair it wasn't a totally lost night...despite all that trouble above I ended up doing something I definitely have NEVER done before.

I'd made it about halfway through the night before I needed to get away from Janine's icy stares and dad's boss clapping me on the shoulder and joking about how I needed to be more like his daughter's fiancé, who of course was perfect apparently. Stepping out into the night and getting a breath of fresh air was such a relief. It was warm out, and dressed in a sharp blue shirt and blue tie I was quite comfortable. I walked away from the building a little and lit a cigarette, leaning against a light post. The function building stood directly opposite a big wooded park, and there weren't any other streetlights around, so it was all dark. But it was a full moon that night, and as the breeze kicked up it pushed away the dark clouds in the sky for a moment, and that's when I saw her.

She stepped out of the building next door, fully lit up in the moonlight, tall and slender, her long brown hair cascading around her shoulders and down her back, a few locks falling across her face. She wore a green dress, falling to about her knee height, with bare arms and a v neck, but not low enough to be too revealing. Around her slender waist was a black belt, with matching black high heels and a pair of stockings to finish the outfit. She carried a small purse with her, rummaging through it before she stopped and sighed, her shoulders sagging. Looking around, she saw me and slowly wandered over, stopping just outside the light of the streetlamp.

"Mind if I steal one of those?" she asked, one hand on her hip, holding her bag in her hand. I held the packet out to her invitingly, along with my lighter.

"It's a cheap brand," I said as she took two from me, "but it does the job." She shook her head to say it didn't matter and I caught a glimpse of soft brown eyes as she lit up, holding one smoke between her fingers as she stepped into the beam of the lamp to hand back my lighter, putting her own lighter and the spare smoke in her handbag. She was tall -- even if I was still taller -- and around my age too, perhaps only a few years older at the most. Her lips were a perfect pink, while her skin was smooth and a soft creamy light colour, touched by a mere hint of makeup to render her absolutely stunning. 

"It's like anything life," she said, "a cigarette's a cigarette, and when you're all out anything will do." She blew a cloud of smoke out gently, her lips forming a perfect O as she did it. I felt instantly attracted to her voice. Something about her just stood out, like nothing I'd seen or heard or felt before. Being the quiet sort of guy I am I nodded, taking another drag as she did. We stood in silence for a moment.

"I'm Francine," she said softly, gazing at me. "Everyone calls me Frankie. What's your name?"

"Alex," I murmured back.

Looking over her shoulder at the building, Frankie glanced back at me. "Christmas party Alex?"

I nodded. "Dad's, boss is a friend of the family." Frankie nodded slowly, listening as I explained their connection, along with my particular distaste at being there with my stepmother, leaving out the exact nature of it all. Her eyes bored into me, making me feel slightly intimidated, but in a good way. Despite my shyness I was a comfortable flirter and she didn't mind, flirting back a little as we stood under the light. We chatted a little more about the work I do since this wasn't my work's thing, and I found out her beef tonight was with one of her colleagues who wanted to get a little closer but didn't know how to approach it right. She preferred the kind of guy who could take control, but knew how to act around a lady. Being single for a fair bit of time now, I pointed out that I had recently dealt with a girl with an attitude problem too, and how sometimes you just have to push this sort of crap to one side and move on, ignore the troublemaker.

"It's more than him...I just can't stand these things, work functions. All your co-workers getting drunk, boss is busy pretending to associate with you and you just get so fucking OVER it all." Frankie sighed, the tinge of what had probably been free sparkly on her breath, but she wasn't slurring; this girl could hold her liquor. She took one last drag, dropping the smoke and looking me up and down. "Are you as bored as I am?" she asked, stepping on the cigarette with the toe of her high heels.

Her question threw me a little, but I nodded, wondering what would happen next. She gave a flirty little smile and stepped a bit closer.

But you're going back in?" Again, I nodded. "Well why don't we have a little fun in the park instead?" I blushed as she glanced over to the park opposite the buildings, feeling a tension in my pants as ideas raced through my mind. I had hardly known her for ten minutes! I'm sure she could tell I was nervous, but she stepped close to me and rested her hand on my crotch, feeling how hard I was for her as she took my smoke, taking a long puff on it. She placed it back in my mouth and I could taste the faintest trace of her on the butt. My cock pulsed under her palm and she smiled naughtily.

We heard a noise from the building -- the door leading back to her party opened and a man stepped out, looking around, a slight wobble visible in his stance. Frankie quickly took my hand and pulled me towards the park, dropping my smoke as we ducked into the shadow of a large tree. The man stood there looking for a few more seconds, then turned and disappeared back inside.

I turned to look at Frankie. She was leaning back against the trunk of the tree, one heel braced against it, looking at me invitingly. For all my shyness I moved forward, enticed by this unbelievably sexy girl. My hands slid around her waist as she reached up behind me and pulled me to her, pressing her lips against mine in an amazing kiss, long and soft, willing me to push her back harder. My hand slid down her waist to her hip, gently caressing her ass as she moaned into the kiss, one hand moving down to grip my cock through my trousers. Suddenly she pulled away, and took my hand, looking a little bit nervous herself.

"What's wrong?" I asked. She bit her lip, then looked around and, leading me by the hand, took me further into the park towards a long bench in the open.

"Here," she said. "Much better." Dropping her handbag, she sat with me and kissed me again, hungrier, rubbing the front of my trousers aggressively. She pulled back and I felt my fly go down slowly, her slender hand reaching into my pants and pulling my cock out of my boxers. I sighed as her fingers wrapped around my shaft and gave it a few gentle pumps, kissing me hard, her tongue finding mine. In one swift movement she pulled her tongue from my mouth and leaned over, her lips sliding smoothly down my cock, sucking on my head. I gasped with shock and pleasure as she bobbed her lips up and down, getting more of me in with each movement until her nose pressed gently against my thigh.

I was really enjoying her sucking me off, but just as she got into a rhythm she pulled back and took my free hand, guiding it to her belly.

"Do you like that?" she asked. I nodded vigorously. Her dress was so soft to the touch, her belly tight and smooth beneath it. She slid my hands down, over the wide black belt around her midsection. "You want some more? You really want me?"

"Fuck yes," I moaned. She was amazing, her hand jerking me off as I felt her push my palm lower, over her hips and towards her crotch. I bit my lip as she leaned back, her nipples poking through the dress at me.

"Touch me..." she breathed. God I wanted to touch her so bad. Her hand still on top of mine, I leant forward and slid my fingers down her dress to rub between her thighs and felt...something.

I had been expecting a tender wet patch soaking through her underwear, but instead my fingers slid down the length of a long, hard, warm object, the fabric of her dress hiding nothing from my touch. 'Hard? Warm?' I thought to myself. I looked down in absolute shock, confirming what my fingertips had told me; there was a distinctly hard outline beneath the hem of her dress! Her hand closed mine around the hard length of the object and, as if I hadn't already guessed what it was, it pulsed in my hand, reacting to being held.

"Y-you're...you're a chick with..." I stuttered. She just looked at me, her brown eyes mesmerising in the moonlight. Despite my apparent shock I never felt the urge to remove my hand from her groin, her fingers tightly wrapping mine around her member through the dress. What's more, I was still hard, and her hand slowly worked up and down my shaft as if to confirm that even though she had extra equipment, her efforts had made me desperately horny.

Frankie gave me a slow smile, then without another word she leant back over and took my cock into her mouth again, parting her lips around it lovingly as she slid it all the way down her throat. Unable to contain my excitement, I sat back on the bench, letting her suck me as she let go of my other hand and reached up under her own dress. A moment later she moaned around my cock as her hand slowly moved back and forth out of sight. Part of me was curious and a little unsure about seeing what she was doing, but my pleasure had gotten the better of me so I just sat there, feeling her tongue curl around the head of my dick.

My God it felt good. It had felt good before I knew what she was and it was still good now, and hers were definitely the sexiest pair of lips to ever service my meat like this. I let out a moan as she gave me an extra hard suck. Frankie's hand was pumping me hard now and she looked up as she worked, sensing that I was getting close to cumming. She held the base of my shaft and sat back up, looking at me lustfully.

"Can I sit on it?" she asked, giving me a squeeze.

I could hardly talk. I just stared at her, shocked. Getting a blowjob from a hot chick's mouth was one thing, but fucking her...I honestly didn't know whether I was curious enough to try it, what it might feel like to let her. She must have been able to tell what I was thinking because she sat up and grabbed her handbag, taking out a little bottle of lube and squirting some into her hand. Smiling at me, she reached down and rubbed it up and down my cock, slicking it up. Then she put her handbag down and stood up in front of me, her package making a noticeable tent under her dress as she leaned over and pulled her panties down, stepping out of them and turning around.

As I watched her, a slender hand lifted the back of her dress up, revealing a perfectly round, smooth ass, good enough to eat. Frankie reached between her legs and took my cock in hand, guiding it to her opening as she backed up over me, her legs on the outside of mine. The head of my slippery cock bumped gently against her puckered hole, and in slow motion she lowered herself down and I felt her asshole give way to my shaft, felt it slide up inside her until she was sitting in my lap and I was engulfed by her cheeks.

It was unbelievable. I felt her moan vibrate down through her sexy, slender body and into my crotch as she slowly rolled her ass around on my lap, adjusting to me being inside her. It didn't take long for her to get impatient, however, and she started to lift herself up and almost all the way off me before slamming back down, driving my hard cock deep into her ass. I gasped, almost paralysed, as she started to ride me, slowly getting faster and harder, pushing her hips down on me to get deeper with each thrust. I felt her hand grip my leg in front of her for balance, but I also felt something else -- a rhythmic movement coming from her other hand.

Timidly I reached around the side of her hips -- God, those soft bumcheeks were divine! -- and felt that the front of her skirt was up. My fingertips reached out more and suddenly I could feel a soft, warm fleshy pouch where her pussy should have been. Very slowly, I moved my hand further around and gently clutched her balls, feeling them up as she rode my cock. I could feel the pinkie of her other hand as it moved up and down her own throbbing member, bumping my hand with every downstroke. She moaned as I caressed her, speeding up with both her tugging and riding.

As suddenly as things had gotten to this point, I felt a familiar boiling in my groin. Unable to speak, I released Frankie's balls and could only grip her soft, exquisite sides tightly as she bucked wildly on top of me, moaning loudly to herself. Her long brown hair was brushing over my face as she leant her head back and bounced up and down, and I could smell her perfume as one hand trailed up to slip inside the top of her dress. My fingertips felt perfectly soft flesh and a hard, responsive nipple and my brain had just enough time to register how real it felt before my balls noticed how perfect she was and I let out a strained groan, blowing my wad deep inside her ass. I shut my eyes, gripping her even tighter as I went completely rigid. Frankie leaned back further, pressing her shoulders against my chest as she ground her bum hard into my lap. She was crushing my stiff body against the bench as she panted on top of me, my shaft pulsing as it pumped my cream into her waiting hole.

"I...I can feel it...oh God..." she gasped with delight, her soft cheeks planted firmly into my lap as I came. It was as though I had died. All I could feel was her ass, squeezing around the very base of my shaft as she let out a long moan of her own and pressed back against me very hard. Her nails dug into my leg and I had just enough consciousness to open my eyes and tilt my head forward to see her arm jerking, a long, sticky string of white spunk flying out before her, landing on the grass in front of the bench. She shot two more loads as I filled her from behind before I felt the rest pooling on the inside of my thigh, slowly dripping down between the gaps in the wood we sat on. Her ejaculation finished a moment before mine, my hot, quivering member dumping one more thick blast of cum in her ass as she breathed a sigh of relief on top of me.

"Whew. Now...that's a party." She breathed, turning her head to lightly kiss my cheek, her hand seductively rubbing my thigh. "Oh wow, I haven't felt so full in a long time..." I felt her hand slide around her body, her slender fingers intertwining with mine as she took my hand and squeezed it, lifting it and holding it against her belly -- as a lover would. I didn't speak. I couldn't, even as she turned around and took my head in her hand, stroking my cheek as she planted her soft, wet lips on mine for a long, hot, kiss. Her tongue entered my mouth and found mine, lashing it lovingly before she pulled back, letting it slide from between her lips. She smiled at me, looking deep into my eyes with joy and fulfilment before she turned and lay back down, catching her breath.

"Mmmm...feels good to be so...stretched..." she purred, rocking her bum side to side in my lap, my cock shifting against the cum soaked walls of her insides as her sweet scented hair lightly caressed my face. Her hand still held mine, resting my palm on the soft material of her dress, hiked up around her waist, the rise and fall of her stomach slowing as she tried to calm down from her orgasm.

A few minutes later Frankie gingerly sat up, letting go of my hand as it drifted down her side. With a sigh she reached back, gripping the base of my cock as she slipped it out of her hole. It made a slight slurping sound as my head withdrew, eliciting a quiet gasp from her. She stood and now I could see my cum leaking out of her spent opening, running down her leg, along with her massive cock slowly wilting in front of me. My own piece was covered in my cum and still pointing skyward as she slipped her panties back up over her perfect ass and turned around, smoothening her dress down over the tool she shouldn't have had. She looked up at me and smiled that sexy smile, completely a woman again, her tit showing slightly from where I had pulled her dress to the side, a hard, pink nipple pointing at me.

I don't know what came over me. I guess part of me felt amazed that she had gotten off from the feeling of my cum gushing into her butt, yet even as I thought it I felt a hint of fear and uncertainty seep into my head as the full reality of my situation sank in. As such, I quickly pulled my boxers up over my cock and did my pants up, barely hearing her soft, feminine voice as she elaborated on her enjoyed pleasure. I nodded absentmindedly and turned away, finally noticing the rather large puddle of fresh cum on the grass, shining brightly in the moonlight, as if I might have missed it somehow. I had started walking back towards the building and the boring Christmas party awaiting me when I heard her speak again.

"Thanks for the smoke, Alex," she purred. In accordance with some strange desire that had overcome me tonight I turned to face her again, watching as a vixen in a slim, green dress, her brown hair falling magically around her shoulders, lighting up the second cigarette I had given her with well manicured hands, holding the stick in her fingertips as she blew out a cloud of smoke from between those perfect, pink lips. I remembered the feeling of those lips on mine as I turned to go, her brown eyes boring deep into me every step of the way.

When I got home from the party, after dropping dad and Janine back at their house, I sat down on the bed and fell backwards, asleep before I had even changed. In the morning, after the gentlest night sleep I had enjoyed since my break up, I woke with the most raging, desperate hard on I can remember ever having, along with a sudden, painful realisation tinged with regret that I never got her number, and that I couldn't remember the name of the company she worked at. I couldn't remember anything, except for amazing brown eyes, soft pink lips, and her name...Frankie.




A Night to Remember



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Well, there it is: a different kind of story than what I'm used to writing, and for a different audience too! I will be adding other stories in different categories really soon, but in the meantime if you liked this one you are welcome to send me some feedback, and perhaps I will write another! Wish me luck with the experiment! 



A Night to Remember



NOTE: This is my first time at attempting a story like this. Some spelling mistakes may be in the story itself. I had to rush the ending a little but once again. This is my first attempt at this.




As the steam cleared, all that was left standing before me was Bri standing in her bathrobe staring into my eyes. My breath became heavy as i began to notice just how little the bathrobe really covered. The bottoms of her thighs, the tops of her shoulders, her long flowing brunette hair flowing down her back. I couldn't help myself. Then as if edging me on, Bri slipped one shoulder out from under the bathrobe. "Like what you see?" She purred ever so softly, biting her lower lip. I stared in amazement at what was before me. I couldn't believe my own eyes. Was this really happening? Bri stared intensely into my eyes the entire time as she slowly dropped the robe off her remaining shoulder, the robe falling to her breasts and slowly sliding to the ground. Standing before me was the Devil herself here to claim me as her own. My eyes by now were on the floor, staring at my feet. I slowly looked up. Pure Black heels, perfectly smooth legs covered in black fishnet stockings. As my eyes rose to her mid-section my heart stopped. A bright red skirt hung from her waist, ending halfway down her thighs. I risked it, my eyes rose even further up her body. A small patch of skin could be seen right at her bellybutton area. Above that was a bright red, skin tight, sleeveless tank top. You could just see the tops of her Breasts sticking out of the tank top easily a size or two to small.

I couldn't help myself. I was staring at the magnificent human being before me. She stepped within my grasp and engulfed me in a big hug, her breasts squeezing against my chest. My hands slid down her back and to her ass, my hands slowly squeezing around the perfectly round butt. Bri moaned softly into my ear as she enjoyed my hands exploring her body. I pushed back, my hands slid from behind her to her shoulders again. I stared into her Baby Blue eyes and I knew. I just knew. That tonight was the night. My hands slid down to her breasts, my hands barley able to cover them. I squeezed and I squeezed, the entire time Bri softly moaning into my ear. Then before I could notice it, Bri shoved me back, making me stumble and fall onto the bed behind me. Bri took her time watching me. Stalking her prey like a lion stalking a gazelle. All of a sudden she pounced on me and pinned me to the bed, her breasts stopping to rest on my face. Moments later she got off me and pranced to the end of the bed. I tried to move but she had cuffed one of my hands to the bedpost. A pink and fluffy handcuff was connecting me to the bed. Bri slowly moved her hands down her body. Stopping to squeeze her breasts, then continuing downward until her hands were resting on her hips. She leaned forward, clearly exposing her breasts to me to look at, and stared into my eyes. Bri licked her lips and stood back up.

She slowly moved her hands to her skin tight, bright red tank top. With the most precise delicacy she started to slowly lift the tank top up. She stopped right under her breasts and stared into my eyes. As if saying to me, you've been waiting all night for this haven't you? She slowly started to raise the tank top again. She stopped again when her tank top had cleared her breasts. She moved one hand down from the tank top and gave her left breast a quick little squeeze before returning it back to the tank top. In one fluid motion she removed the tank top and flung it into the corner of the room. Her breasts now hung freely. She cupped her breasts and stared at me again, smiling. She was going to enjoy this. She slowly took one finger and traced around her nipple, making the already hard nipples even harder.

She bent over at the bottom of the bed and started to slowly crawl up towards me. Her mouth passed my crotch and my breath stopped. Bri seemed to consider what to do next, she must have decided because she continued to crawl. Her breasts passed over my crotch and I let out a soft moan of pleasure. Bri looked up giving me a wicked smile of pure enjoyment, knowing what we were building towards. She planted one knee to each side of me and slowly leaned forward, letting her breasts squeeze against my chest once again. She laid there for a few moments while we both considered what to do next. Bri made her mind up first and sat up, her knees still straddling me, her ass sitting on my erect crotch. We locked eyes, I nodded to get and she gave me a grin. This was what we both were waiting for. Bri began to move back and forth on my crotch, dry humping my boxers that were doing a terrible job at keeping my erection in check. With each pass my breathing got heavier and heavier. I looked up and noticed that Bri's eyes were closed and she was biting her lower lip, trying not to moan. Bri noticed my breathing getting heavier and heavier and came to a stop and laid her head on my chest, breathing almost as heavy as I was. I slowly guided my hand through her perfect brunette hair, taking in the smell of spring flowers. Bri rolled to one side and got up on both knees. She looked down at my crotch, acting like she just noticed it was there. She looked up at me, her eyes telling me everything. She wanted it, and no one was going to stop her. She reached down and helped me strip off my boxers, my cock springing out no that it was free of any resistance.

Bri stared at me, her mouth open. She was in awe. Slowly, as if coming back out of a trance, she let a little spit fall down into her hand. Still moving slowly, she grabbed my cock and let the saliva take its action, instantly creating a lubricant. Her baby blue eyes were still big as she looked up at me as if asking permission. I slowly nodded, and Bri started to move her hand up and down. After 30 seconds I noticed how close I was already to Cuming. I stared down at Bri and she seemed to understand. She slowly stopped and slid a single finger down under her panties. As I regained myself, Bri was losing herself. Her eyes fluttered shut and she began biting down on her lower lip again, trying not to moan. The faintest moan escaped her lips as she removed her finger and returned to staring at me. Bri looked up, I knew what she wanted to do next. I smiled at her and she returned the smile with a wicked grin as she slowly pushed her hair back as to not get in the way. I reached out with one hand and grabbed her hair, giving her two free hands to work with. At first she hovered over my cock, slowly licking it with the very tip of her tongue.

She turned her head one last time and gave me a smile. Then slowly slid her mouth around my cock. I couldn't help myself. I instantly started to moan with pleasure. I was not going to last long at all. Bri came up for air and quickly took in a breath, before plunging back down and deep throating my cock. I let out a massive moan and my cock hit the back of her throat. She started to gurgle and she came up for air, long streams of spit connecting my cock to her mouth. She regained herself quickly and continued to suck. I was ready to cum. Simple as that. She could feel the tension building in my crotch, so she quickly knelt beside the bed and unlocked the pink handcuffs. With one hand I continued to slowly pump my cock so I wouldn't lose momentum. Bri tilted her head back, expecting what was coming next. I started to pump faster, the tension in my cock about to burst. I stared into Bri's eyes as a load of cum splattered her face and mouth. Another, and another. Until i as finished with my orgasm. Bri swallowed what had gotten into her mouth and with a finger, lapped up the remaining cum off her face and slurped it down. "Now that you're done, it's my turn." She whispered as she pulled me up, and exchanged positions with me.

Bri slowly slid her soaking wet panties off her long perfect legs and threw them to me. I grabbed them and gave them a long smell. They smelled like Heaven. I wadded the panties up and threw them into the corner with her tank top. Now before me was Bri's completely shaven pussy.

I knelt down, my head mere inches from her pussy. Bri spread her legs wide as I slowly took two fingers and massaged her pussy. She let out a loud moan, letting me know I was doing a good job. I started to increase the speed. Before I knew it I had three fingers inside of her and she was moaning with constant pleasure. As I slowly inserted a fourth finger and started again, Bri let out a scream of pure pleasure. Her back arched towards the ceiling as she came. Her pussy tightened around my fingers as i slowly removed them and started to suck the juice off my fingers. I let out a quiet moan as the juice was the breast thing I had ever tasted. Bri stared down at me through her knees, smiling the entire time. She gave me a devilish grin and i knew we were far from over. She slowly sat up and stared into my eyes. She gave me a smile and stood up, pulling me with her. She embraced me in a massive hug as she let her emotions take control of her. She was horny and she wanted my cock. All of a sudden Bri stepped back at me and put her hands on her hips. She was thinking about something. That much was easy to tell. She winked at me and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her, softy calling as she shut it, "don't go anywhere, your present isn't complete yet."

I leaned back onto the bed, trying to regain myself. I was lost in thought, thinking about what had just happened. Jesus, this really just happened. I looked over to the shut bathroom door, from the other side I heard the rustling of a plastic bag as Bri unpacked yet another part to my present. I tried to steady and regain myself. I glanced up at the ceiling and started counting the old stains from countless years of living in the house. The time I had thrown my crutches at the ceiling after I had torn my ACL, the water mark from the time me and friends had thrown water balloons, the stories of this room were amazing, and me and Bri were looking to add yet another to its history. I glanced back at the bathroom door, my heart stopped. My brain completely shut down. I couldn't breathe. My brain couldn't comprehend what was now standing in front of me. 

After a few seconds I remembered to breathe. I slowly regained my surroundings and remembered what was going on. My eyes shot to hers. Her baby blue eyes staring into mine. She was so trying not to laugh. She flashed me a quick smile and rested her hands on her hips. I turned my gaze to the floor. On her feet was a pair of dusty brown cowboy boots, laced up to her shins. My eyes followed the perfectly long legs upward until I could see a bright white short skirt surrounding her waist. I glanced up even further. Covering her breasts was a partial see-through bra, her nipples pointing through the thin cloth. I looked back to her face. Resting on her head was a pink and white cowboy hat. I stared on amazement at Bri, my mouth wide open. Bri let out a small giggle and turned around, letting the skirt catch a pocket of air and thrown it upward, showing me her perfectly round ass. I couldn't help myself. I let out a small moan of excitement. Bri turned back towards me and smiled. She playfully slapped her ass and let out a soft moan of excitement, probably more for me than for her. I slowly began to pump my cock, staring at Bri and her amazing body the entire time. She frowned at me and shook her head as if to tell me. Don't you dare get too worked up... yet. She stood back up and gave a quick little twirl so I could see her body one last time standing up. Before I knew it, she jumped onto the bed and pinned my hands to the mattress. She was hovering over my body. Her breasts hung against the white cloth, begging to be released over my chest. She moved her head close to mine and whispered in my ear. It. Was. Time.

She slowly reached down with one hand and guided my cock into her pussy. As soon as it penetrated she let out a soft moan of pleasure. She reached behind her and undid her bra, tossing it to the corner with the rest of her cloths from earlier. She leaned forward and her breasts squeezed against my chest. I was ready. She was ready. I slowly moved my hips to the sky. Bri let out a moan of pure pleasure as my cock fully entered her. Her face mere inches from mine, I looked into her eyes reassuring that she was ready. She stared back at me while biting her lower lip, glancing down at my cock currently fully penetrated into her. She smiled and nodded. She was ready. I started a slow rhythm of pushing my hips to the sky and penetrating her. Thrust, breath, thrust, breath. Bri started getting into the rhythm also and started moving on her own, bouncing up and down on my cock. I leaned back and let her go to work. With her hands still grasping my arms, she began to bounce up and down, each time moaning with pleasure. I didn't know how much longer I could last. I looked up at Bri's face and understood almost immediately. She was on the edge. She was close. I began to thrust skyward faster and stronger, not noticing the grunts I was making with each thrust. Bri began to scream with pleasure as she came. Her nails digging into my arms as her orgasm overtook her. When her orgasm was over she rolled over onto the bed next to me, breathing heavily. We both rolled to face each other on the bed. I stared into her Baby Blue eyes thinking to myself, this couldn't have been any better.



A Night to Remember



She fingered the napkin at the bar wondering how much longer she was expected to wait. Once more she looked at her watch. He was 10 minutes late. She started thinking again about what had possessed her to call the local dating line. But she had, and she had been drawn to him. His voice was deep and thoughtful. He messaged her and asked her about herself striking up a conversation that he was very much in control of. He had no problem asking her personal questions and, though she found herself blushing, she also found the directness exciting, titillating even. Soon they had exchanged phone numbers and he was calling her at home. That was when he really emerged. He told her that was a Dominant man. That he liked things such as bondage, spanking, being in control. The words cut through to her very soul. Had she really met a man that knew what it was like to live her deepest darkest fantasies? He suggested they meet for a drink at a bar that he frequented and having agreed to a date and time, she hung up the phone. Her breathing was ragged and she slowly slid her hand inside her panties to find her pussy wet and throbbing. Was this really happening or was it just another dream?

Her reverie was suddenly interrupted when a man came and sat down next to her at the bar. He looked to be in his late forties or early fifties (she was 19). He was very tall, warm brown eyes and salt and pepper hair. She noticed he was wearing a quite expensive overcoat and suit. He looked at her from the corner of his eye as He ordered a drink. Then he turned and fully examined her. "You must be Sarah."

She looked down for a moment and then quickly back up at him, horrified at the blush that colored her cheeks. "Yes" she stammered "and you must be Michael". He only nodded as he looked into her eyes.

They made small talk as they sipped their drinks, but she was aware of the little touches he gave her, on her knee, the small of her back, pushing her hair back from her face. When he was done with his drink, he looked right into her eyes and said "I have booked a room across the street. I would very much like you to go into the room and wait for me. Sit on the bed with your legs crossed and your back straight. I will knock two times at the door. At that time I would like you to answer the door and then go and kneel in front of the chair with your head down." He put his finger under her chin and pulled her head up so that she was looking at him and could not misunderstand his words. "If you are there when I knock, I am going to use you. I am going to fuck you and make you my whore. That is your choice to make." With that said he placed a hotel key in her hand and said "Now go."

Her eyes got wide as she contemplated what he had just said to her. She started to open her mouth to say something, but he put his finger against her lips and said "There is nothing to be said, you have but to make your decision. I will either see you in a little while or you can go home and nothing more will be done."

She quietly collected her things and with one last look over her shoulder made her way out the door. As she got into her car, she noticed her hands were shaking and her breathing was ragged. She also noticed that her panties were soaking wet from her pussy juices. The decision was already made. How could she pass up a chance to live out her dreams. But already the other side of her mind was warring with her. You don't know this man, what if he hurts you? What if he hurts you, she thought. Like you want to be hurt. Like you've craved to be hurt. She was lost.

Taking her car across the street, she gathered her courage and got out of the car and walked into the hotel. She had never been in this hotel before and realized that it was quite run down, almost seedy. The wallpaper faded and cracked in places. The carpet worn. Looking at the room key, she followed the hallway to Room 215. Once she opened the door and then closed it behind her, she knew there was no backing out. She had come this far and she was going to go through with it. She was thankful that he had told her to sit down on the bed, because she wasn't sure that he legs could support her anymore. She carefully pulled her short black skirt beneath her as she sat down. Smoothed her hands down her bare legs and then adjusted the neckline of her blouse. Wondering if she should unbutton one more button, she fidgeted nervously. Crossing and uncrossing her legs as she looked around the room. The place really was a mess. She felt dirty sitting there in that run down hotel room waiting for a man she didn't know to come and use her. Her breathing came fast almost in gulps as she debated on just getting up and leaving, but still she sat there, getting more and more nervous as the minutes ticked by.

When the knock came she almost jumped out of her skin. She licked her lips and got up off the bed, walking shakily to the door. Head down she opened the door and quickly looked up at him. Turning around she walked to the middle of the room where he had put the chair and knelt down on her knees. He closed the door and she heard the lock turn, a shiver running down her spine. She felt him walking behind her and then his hand on her hair as he crossed in front of her. Her eyes closed and she held her breath as he sat down. She heard him quietly say "Thank you" and a small smile came to her lips as she released her breath. "Stand up and slowly take your clothes off."

Without thought she did what he asked. She stood and closed her eyes as her fingers went to the top button of her blouse. "Open your eyes." He instructed in his deep forceful voice. Gasping, she quickly opened her eyes as she slowly fumbled with the buttons on her blouse. His intense gaze roamed over her body. Opening her blouse and sliding it off her shoulder, she let her arms fall down to her sides and the blouse slid to the floor making a puddle around her high heeled feet. Her hands went up behind her back and the clasp of her red bra was quickly undone. The bra slipped forward slightly until her hands caught it, cupping her breasts and holding the bra tightly to her chest. His eyebrows rose as if to say she was pushing his patience and she let the bra drop to the floor. Biting her lip, she felt the cold air hit her nipples and they instantly hardened. He reached forward and just tweaked each nipple seperately eliciting a moan from her. "Turn around" he ordered quietly.

She turned to face the door and put her fingers on the button of her skirt and unzipped the zipper. Bending over she pushed the skirt down over her hips and past her knees until it too puddled on the floor. Then her panties quickly followed. Stepping out of them she nervously looked over her shoulder at him. He was sitting there quietly observing her. One leg crossed over the other knee and his hands on the arms of the chair. "Turn slowly around and let me look at you." She did as she was told, wanting so badly to cross her arms over her chest and cover herself. Resisting the impulse she slowly turned around to face him again. There she was completely naked, standing in front of a complete stranger in a seedy hotel room. Why was it such a turn on? He made her stand like that for at least 5 minutes while he quietly appraised her. Not one word was said, not one effort made to put her at ease.

Finally he closed his eyes briefly and then as he opened them again he said "You will get down on your hands and knees, crawl over to me and take off my shoes and socks. Kiss my feet and then suck my toe into your mouth. Show me that you are worthy of having my cock in your mouth and this will continue. Fail and I will leave."

Hesitantly she got down onto the dirty carpet and made her way across the floor. Kneeling back on her feet she untied his shoes and pulled them off one by one, then leaned down and peeled his socks off his feet. Daring a quick look up at his face she pulled his foot up to her mouth and kissed it and then sucked his toe into her mouth. Her face burned with shame as she felt utterly degraded. She only hoped it was good enough for him because she could not imagine the humiliation of being sent away.

Finally, just when she thought for sure it was over, she felt his hand fist into her hair and pull her up. Her naked body dragged against his clothed one as he pulled her head back and began to kiss her neck. He stood and with his hand in her hair and caused her to stand as well. Roughly he turned her so that she was facing the door again and his had dropped from her hair to snake around her waist. Pulled back against him, she could feel his hard cock pressed against her ass and couldn't help but push back. His hands moved up to her breasts and he roughly pinched her nipples and pulled them out causing her to arch her back and let her head fall back against his chest. Her nipples burned as he pulled and then he twisted them abuptly which made her cry out and put her hands up against his as if to pull them off. "Lower your hands. You are not to touch me unless instructed." She instantly lowered her hands as his voice, right next to her ear, made her shiver with pleasure and a little bit of fear.

Letting go of her breasts, he took her hand and led her to the bed. He bent down and retrieved a bag from the floor. She wondered that she hadn't noticed it before. From the bag he took a few lengths of rope and she nervously regarded him. "Lie down on the bed and put your hands above your head with your wrists crossed." Hesitantly doing as she was told, she looked up at him as he leaned over her and began to loop rope around her wrists. She licked her lips and couldn't help but say "Please don't hurt me." To which he replied "Only in the best of ways". She felt something low in her stomach clench and knew this was something she wanted, no, needed to experience and completely gave herself over to him. He looped the rope around her wrists and then secured it to the top of the bed. She was helpless and exposed to him. He put a blindfold over her eyes and then leaned down to whisper in her ear "I'll be right back".

She gasped as she head the door open and close. Trying the ropes at her wrists she realized that there was nothing she could do but wait and hope he came back. Did he even leave? Did she hear him breathing? What was that sound? How long had it been? All of these thoughts and more ran through her mind as she felt her body tensing, anxiety causing sweat to bead on her forehead.

After what seemed like an eternity, she heard the door open and close again and could clearly hear him moving around, setting something on the table and then she felt his hand touch the inside of her leg. Jumping, she instinctually moved her leg away from him but his hand followed and grasped her ankle pulling her leg away from the other until the most intimate part of her body was completely exposed to him. His hand slid up her leg across her knee and up further until he grasped the flesh of her inner thigh, coming so close to her pussy, but stopping just short. She moaned in wanton abadon, trying to push her cunt closer to his hand, moving her hips to a rhythm only she could find. Then suddenly he raised his hand and slapped the inside of her thigh hard. She cried out at the new sensation but before she could close her legs against him, he had slapped her again, this time on the other thigh. Tears sprang to her eyes behind the blindfold. Is this what she wanted? Suddenly his hand was against her pussy and he pushed two fingers inside her. "You are wet for me you little whore." She head him say in a gravelly voice. And she was. So wet, so hot. She quickly started to push herself against his fingers but he pulled them away. Taking her juices and wiping them across her stomach.

She heard him rummaging around in his bag and wondered what was next. She quickly found out. First she heard the whistle in the air and then she felt the sting of what she could only assume was a crop as it hit the inside of her thigh, the other thigh, then each nipple in turn. Over and over the crop struck. Her body was on fire and she was writhing, straining to get away. Tears running down her face as she pleaded with him to stop. He did stop only to shove his fingers back into her pussy and explore her inside. The pleasure overriding the pain once more. Unable to hold back her moans, she pushed against him again. "You are a hot little girl aren't you? You want this so bad. How long have you wanted this?" "Forever" she moaned.

He flipped her over onto her stomach and pushed her knees up towards her chest so that her ass was in the air. Kneeling on the bed, her face and breasts pressed against the rough coverlet. Her sore and tingling nipples rubbing hard and causing yet another new sensation. He knelt on the bed beside her and slowly started to rub her ass with his hand. Placing one hand on the small of her back he raised the other hand and started spanking her ass. He continued spanking, rubbing intermittently, until her ass was red and tears were again streaking down her cheeks. She begged him, for what she didn't know. Blindly begging him to stop, not to stop, to fuck her. Incoherently asking for everything and nothing at all.

When he was satisfied that her ass was red enough, he positioned himself behind her and slowly started to feed his cock into her tight wet cunt. As he pushed in, his hands on her hips, she moaned loudly. Finally pushing back against him and finding the release she had been begging for. She exploded against his cock, her mind assaulted by everything new she had experienced. He continued to fuck her through the orgasm. She felt it building again and tried to hold it back but feeling him pounding against her sore ass sent her over the edge one more time. She felt him push deep into her and fill her up with his cum.

As the orgasm subsided she found that she was still silently weeping. He rolled onto his side and reached up, untying her hands from the bed. He pulled her back against him and cradled her in his arms. "You were so good and so brave." As he wiped her tears away, she knew she had entered a world she would never emerge from. She was whole and complete for the first time in her life.



A Night to Remember



It was a dark and stormy January night. The Christmas/New Years business had died down and been replaced by a cold, stormy winter. So, I was drinking in a downtown pub, just a few blocks from my office. It had been a rough day full of nasty comments on a controversial story that I had written and I needed a drink, so I ventured out into the icy sleet. Most people were smarter than to brave the weather, or they had a life full of better things to do on a Wednesday night, so the pub was nearly empty.

I liked pubs the most when they were angry and sat at the bar and drank scotch and soda. Vodka had been my drink for the last few years since I turned 21, but I had discovered scotch a month before during a short tryst with an older man I had met online. Nathan and I had quickly gone our separate ways and I deleted my account, but I kept scotch in my life.

"Excuse me, miss?" the bartender snapped me out of my reverie. "The gentleman sitting at that table over there would like to buy you a drink."

I smiled, accepted the bartender's offer, then turned to look at the man who had bought me the drink. He was sitting down at a table behind me and to my right and he raised a glass and smiled when I turned. A dark complexion, intense looking eyes, a great smile and his jet black hair was going quite grey. He was good looking and I smiled at him, but didn't really feel like talking, so I turned around right away and focused on finishing my drink before the bartender bought me the fresh one.

About ten minutes later, I was deep into the fresh drink and thoughts about my shitty job and the two biggest bitches I worked with, when I heard a man clear his throat behind me and then say, "Pardon me?"

I turned and unfortunately, the man who bought me the drink had come up to chat. When the bartender offered, I knew that I should have turned him down. But either way, this conversation was the price of accepting the charity. But, I smiled graciously as I turned to greet him. He was quite tall and close up, I could tell that his eyes were green. But, I still didn't feel like talking, so I replied with a simple, "Yes?"

He smiled, pointed to the chair beside me and asked if he could sit down. It had been a really bad day and I didn't want to be a bitch, but I really didn't feel like talking, so I was truthful and replied, "Actually, I've had a really shitty day so I won't be very good company."

Rather than walk away, he laughed and said, "The rain is turning to ice and the city is turning into a big, frozen skating rink, but a few of us are in here drinking the night away. You aren't the only one in here having a shitty day. I don't really want to sit in this bar alone and repeat the same negative thoughts over and over again to myself, and you're very pretty. Would you like some company?"

His words about repeating the same negative thoughts over and over struck a chord and I couldn't help myself, so I smiled and pointed at the seat.

"I am David," he introduced and offered his hand.

I shook it and introduced myself, then turned back to my drink.

"Oh David, my day was just horrible and I want to talk about it. My father, the king, arranged for me to marry an evil prince from a neighboring kingdom and so I had to escape the tower where I was confined and come out here amongst the mortals," he mocked with a playful tone to his voice.

I couldn't help myself and had a bit of a laugh then turned to him, "I had a bad day at work. It was nothing."

He shrugged his shoulders, "Same here. What do you do?"

"Journalist. Sort of. How about you?"

"I started a company five years ago but recently stepped out of the CEO office, officially to 'dedicate myself to the product', but unofficially because I pissed off a few investors. Now, I keep an office and a few ceremonial duties, but mainly invest and help out in companies that are just getting started. What kind of journalism do you do?"

"I'm fairly new out of college, so I mainly fill in the blanks in a political magazine."

"Is that how you imagined spending your...earlyish twenties?" he guessed.

I smiled and considered whether to be honest with him, then finished off my drink and decided what the hell. "I thought that I'd be doing something that matters and I'm compiling top six lists, photo galleries and link bait for our website."

"I think it sucks that the kind of journalism you're doing pays the bills and has to fund hard journalism. I somehow doubt that the Watergate scandal would break in today's climate. What do you think? And hey, another round?"

We had a fascinating conversation about the past, present and future of journalism. He seemed totally clued into both business and ethical issues about modern journalism, but he also was also totally interested in what I was saying. It was a great conversation, we had several more drinks and I kept getting more and more comfortable. So, when he put his hand on my upper thigh, I was glad for his touch.

Over the next little while, we slid closer to each other, so our sides were touching. He kept his hand on my upper thigh and as much as I loved being around him, I was coming up to a hard truth. I had a fairly long train ride ahead of me and from what I saw, it looked like it was only getting colder and uglier outside.

As much as I didn't want to, I cleared my throat and said, "I'm sorry to do this David, but it's getting pretty late and I have a pretty long subway ride ahead of me to get home."

He paused for a moment, had a sip of his drink then faced me, "You know, I've enjoyed this a lot, so I should mention that my hotel is just a few blocks away from me. And you're welcome to stay with me if you'd like..."

"I have work tomorrow though..." I protested.

"It's horrible outside and it's likely going to turn into a fucking blizzard. You likely aren't going to work tomorrow. And even if the weather clears up, no matter how bad your day was today, tomorrow, your manager would understand if you got home soaked and chilled to the bone and feel sick."

He was being persuasive and I liked his eyes, so it didn't take much more work for him to persuade me. He ordered another round of drinks to celebrate and we sat up at the bar, our sides touching, with his hand still on my upper thigh. Incredibly charming, intelligent, very good looking extremely funny and a great listener, he was everything I was looking for. And so, when he suggested that we go back to his hotel, I agreed without a second thought.

He was right about it turning into a blizzard. By the time we got outside, the wind was bitter, the snowfall was getting heavier and it was incredibly icy. It was a cold, treacherous walk to his hotel and we were both happy to step inside the front doors into the gorgeous (but more importantly, very warm) lobby. We stood inside the door shivering for a few moments before he reached down, took my hand and led me through the lobby to the elevator.

We rode up the fourteen floors in a comfortable silence and when the elevator door chimed, he casually grabbed my hand and lead me into the hallway and towards his room. He didn't break the silence until he opened the door to his hotel room and said, "After you..."

Once he broke the silence, it unleashed a torrent. I walked inside the door with him right behind. As I heard the door close, I felt him right up behind me, his breathe on my neck and his hands resting on my hips.

"You're stunning," he purred as he ran his hands up my body. "I've wanted to do this all night."

I let out a gasp when he finally kissed my neck then simultaneously cupped my breasts through my casual a-line dress and bra. "Let me see what's under this dress," he commanded and then ran his hands to the zipper at the back of my dress, then slowly unzipped it. "You're shoulders are just so perfect," he purred as he started to guide the dress off my shoulders, then he let out a long "mmmmmmm" when he finally pushed it down far enough that it fell to the ground.

My back was to him as I stood in the entrance of his suite now wearing only my bra and unfortunately plain underwear. I was at the end of my clean clothes and had no idea that my day would end like this when I was getting dressed in the morning. Either way, I silently chastised myself for not having done laundry the night before during my nightly Netflix binge.

"Your body is just perfect," he purred as he turned me around to face him. He bent down from his 6'4 frame to kiss me on the lips softly. It was our first kiss and he was an exceptional kisser, with just enough tongue to leave me wanting more tongue when that kiss ended.

"You should help me take off my clothes now," he said and again, it felt kind of like a command, but I was fine with it. He exuded both confidence and power, and I was perfectly comfortable doing what he asked. So I reached up and helped him out of his jacket and dropped it on a nearby chair, then started working on unbuttoning his shirt. The whole time, he stood still and made appraising little noises while I unbuttoned it, then took it off and revealed his very toned chest. He was clearly very fit and wasn't lying about rock climbing as much as he could. So, I reached down and started working on his pants. Men's pants are confusing and I never know if there will be a button, or a slide or something completely different, but he seemed to anticipate that and undid the slide fastener for me. All I had to do was unzip his pants and then bend down and help him out of them.

He was visibly excited through his boxers and once I got his pants off, he said, "You should take them off and see what I have for you." I was incredibly turned on and still liked that he was telling me what to do, so I hooked my fingers in the waist of his boxers and slid them down. He was pretty average in size, but very hard and perfectly shaved.

"Now, you should get down on your knees and suck it."

That request was a little more forward than I expected, but it didn't offend me. Rather, it was kind of a turn on, so I got down on my knees in front of him and looked up at his face with a big smile on mine. I leaned forward and planted a delicate little kiss on the tip of his cock, then popped the tip into my mouth and swirled my tongue all around it. He closed his eyes and groaned, so I figured I was doing a fairly good job and kept swirling my tongue a little harder and faster around the tip and especially the sensitive little hole right at the tip.

"Suck on it," he guided and I obeyed readily. I moved a little forward and leaned in, taking him a little deeper into my mouth, then almost out, then a little deeper, and then almost out again. So, quickly he was in fairly deep and when I'd be a little aggressive or when he'd give a little thrust, I'd feel his hard cock up against the back of my throat.

I loved sucking him immediately and I wasn't sure if it was the sucking itself or the way he told me to do it, but I was extremely turned on and got very into it. I sucked him almost savagely, eager to please, eager to make him feel so good. When he praised me, with stroking my cheek, with words like 'good girl' or with words as involved as something like, "you're so amazing at this", it felt just incredible, like I was the center of the world.

So, when he said "Get up and get that bra and panties off" I got off my knees instantly, even though I was having an incredible time. I took my panties off immediately and was rewarded with an audible 'mmmmmmm', but I hesitated over my bra and asked, "Can I keep my bra on?"

"Why?"

I bit my lip and replied, "For some reason I feel pretty awkward about letting you know I'm super flat chested...and that I get lots of help from bras."

He laughed and replied, "Get it off" and so I did. There was something immediate about his tone that took away my hesitation. He watched me as I reached behind myself, unhooked it and took it off, then he was silent for a second while he looked at my naked body.

I felt incredibly awkward until he exclaimed, "Your body is fucking perfect. Beautiful little tits!!! Mmmmm, I need to fuck you...come with me", then lead me into the bedroom. He tossed me down onto the bed and climbed on top of me, kissing my neck softly. He reached down and I felt the tip of his cock briefly up against me for just a moment before he slipped it inside.

It felt amazing, but I still needed to protest. "A condom??" I asked, but he ignored me at first and started thrusting inside of me. It felt incredible having him inside, but we were still doing something I was uncomfortable with, so I pressed on. "David, can you please put on a condom?"

"I'm fine baby, I'm clean and you just feel incredible and....to be honest, I don't have any."

In my state, that was good enough for me and I spread my legs a little further and lifted up my knees to accomodate him. He was thrusting maniacally hard and the speed plus force of his thrusts felt incredible. I opened up my eyes and he was above me, looking so happy, so pleased, so wonderful....

"I'm so close," he exclaimed and then grabbed onto my knees and lifted them onto his shoulders. He kept thrusting extremely hard, but the angle was different and it felt amazing all of a sudden. His maniacal thrusts continued until I felt his body get stiff.

"I'm cumming," he announced and let out a moan as his body went stiff inside of me and then started to spasm as he came inside of me. When it died down, he whispered, "You're fucking incredible", then he pulled himself out of me and flopped down on the bed beside me. I was extraordinarily turned on and lay there silently, part expecting and part hoping that he'd get his second wind and help me. Instead, within a few moments, I could hear him snoring...

I was still breathing hard and still completely wound up, but the sound of him snoring convinced me that he was finished with me. It was odd how something that started so hot could end up being so unsatisfying. Maybe an unintended consequence of a drunken hookup?



A Night to Remember



I am amazed when I look back at the events that happened to me one night, some years ago. Most people who know me as a conservative and careful man would not think it likely that I could have been involved. But it did happen and when my mind returns to that time, the memory burns like a shooting star.

I could jump right in and just tell you what did occur. But in retrospect the event was more than a one-night affair but the culmination of several months of increasingly erotic encounters.

I had enjoyed a very normal life at age 45; my family away on their own and I married to a lovely woman, Sarah, to whom I had always been faithful. We suddenly had more time for ourselves. Our social life expanded and there was more time for travel and leisure. We had always enjoyed a regular and fulfilling sex life, but now on our own at home, we stretched our minds to areas of sex long verboten even for discussion.

Sex was no longer just Friday evenings straining to be quiet as we ground away at each other. Not knocking it, we loved shutting that bedroom door and turning on some music while we "read" in bed. But suddenly we were free to just do it whenever we wanted. A call at the office from home, "What are you doing for lunch? Why not come home, I have something here for you." I knew damn well there was no food involved in the "Something."

We reveled in our new sex life, with the thought that we were making up for years of lost opportunity. That more open outlook brought thoughts of having sex outside our marriage. We found we could discuss the fact that there were others in this world that might be fun to, well, just fuck. We used the tactic to arouse the other, as we lay naked in bed fondling and sucking and touching.

"I think Bob wants to take me to bed." This while the knob of my cock was stirring around in her pussy lips. "What makes you think that baby? Has he asked you to meet him?" This elicited a short jab that combined with her thrusting hips sunk my cock into her a few inches. A wild open mouth kiss followed as our lust began to build, inflamed by the thought of some other man desiring her as much as I. 

"He rubs his cock on me when we dance." Ah God, my cock feels like it will burst as I push it into her until our pubic bones are grinding together. "Ah babe, do you let him do that? Do you encourage him? Do you enjoy it?" 

I became frantic, hooking one arm under her leg and lifting up to her shoulder in an attempt to sink deeper into her. "Yes I do, usually after a few drinks. I arch my hips forward so that it rubs on my hip and pussy." No more words for a while as we release our bodies and minds to thrash around until satisfaction is achieved.

The strange thing about those first few ventures into exchanging thoughts about forbidden sex, was that the discussion would end right there. We did not mention it again until the next time we were at each other. We treated it like a TV program that we had watched and forgotten. We seemed to be embarrassed at our actions.

But that changed as well. We began talking more freely about sex with others. Women being women, I became aware that Sarah discussed these matters at tea with other ladies of our acquaintance. In other words, some of our close friends were going through the same sort of mental process, as were we. 

It became obvious at house parties that sex was now fairly close to the forefront of the thoughts of us all. Adult games, video clips and dancing to slow ballads in a darkened room became the norm. Our own evenings in bed became more focused on talk about which couple we could or wanted to engage in a swap. 

It was during this period of heightened erotic awareness that I became increasingly friendly with a business acquaintance. Gary was a salesman for a large supply company. He was a good looking energetic and outgoing person. I had known him for a few years and had often joined him for dinner when he visited on a business trip. He was a lot of fun, a 'life of the party' person who people enjoyed being around.

He showed a very obvious penchant for women. He probably has never met a woman that he did not want to bed. It mattered little what age or body type they were, he made moves on every woman that came close to him. And as the evening progressed he became more vocal about what he would like to do to this one or that one. He was a pussy hound of the first order, and after a few drinks talked about it incessantly.

His company owned a big cabin cruiser that they used to take customers out fishing. I was asked to join them for a three-day outing and accepted with pleasure. I love fishing. 

Gary was on board, and would bring out his porno movie collection each evening after dinner. I admit to enjoying porno, but after two or three it becomes quite repetitive and I lose interest. Gary could watch it all night and would remain glued to the TV after most of us were in bed. He entered another world, his eyes glazed, moaning and groaning with each close up view of a naked woman's pussy. His exclamations would usually include some reference to him tasting it.

I began retelling Gary's stories to Sarah during our intimate encounters. She was fascinated by the stories of his apparent prowess with women of all description.

Sarah was lying on top of me one night, pushed up on her elbows, her nipples teasing my chest while she rubbed her mound on my cock. "Gary seems to go down on his women a lot, does he always do that?" Her eyes were glazed as she stared down at me. She bent and kissed me with little soft kisses. She was in that mood where she wanted to string the foreplay out. Erotic chat filled that bill and we both loved the feeling of being daring and open.

I moved my hands down her back, cupped her ass cheeks in my hands, squeezing and spreading them and whispered, "He loves licking pussy, claims he actually prefers getting his ladies off before he fucks them."

Sarah jammed her hand in between us, pushed my cock down between her legs, "Oh God, did we ever do that? Can't remember, did I ever come on your tongue? Would love to try it one night, but not tonight!"

She began asking about meeting him. We lay on our sides one night facing each other. Her upper leg was hooked up over my hip, spreading her legs. We were still in tease mode, my knob occasionally brushing her mound as I lifted one tit to my mouth and then the other. 

"When will Gary be back in town? Maybe you could invite him over for dinner one night." I had one hand on her ass and could feel it starting to clench, she was excited at the thought of meeting this pussy licking man.

I quite enjoyed using tales of Gary to arouse my wife, but had no plans in actually arranging for her to meet him. I evaded the question, while trying to keep her arousal at a fever pitch. "Not sure babe, but if you want I will invite him over the next time he's in town. What are you thinking about? He's just a guy I know. Would it excite you to meet him?" I knew damn well it would excite her, and it did right then as she rammed her hips at me and swallowed my cock in one wild thrust.

On another night I took the offensive. "If Gary is not available for dinner here, I could arrange for you to meet him at the convention." 

She glued her body against mine, clutching at me desperately. "Would love that babe, your stories about him drive me crazy. I just want to see him, he sounds so damn horny."

"Baby, what you want is for him to see you, isn't that it?"

She was on her back and I was kneeling between her legs, sliding my cock back and forth along her belly, teasing her pussy with my balls. She smiled up at me, holding her breasts and said, "Yes of course, can't blame me for being curious can you?" She closed her eyes, obviously picturing this meeting with this pussy licking phenomena.

I continued as I bent over top of her, bracing myself on extended arms, "We could invite him to our room for a drink. I would find an excuse to leave you alone with him. What would happen do you think lover? Would you let him lick your pussy? Do you think that you would come?"

With that, I lifted her legs to my shoulders and dove between her legs and began to relentlessly suck and lick her slippery pussy. She was crying as she grabbed my head to rub it violently on my face. She arched upwards almost to her shoulders, her ass cheeks clenching and unclenching as she got off with a violent twisting of her hips.

She was still shaking as I lay her back down and slid my cock into her, moved my hands under her back, clutching her shoulders as I did chin-ups in her. I was off in minutes, the whole mental picture of her with Gary raising our level of lust as high as it had ever been.

I rolled off of her. Both of us exhausted after that brief but very intense sex. She finally rolled to her side, propped up on an elbow and said, "You bastard, you knew what that would do to me didn't you?"

I grinned at her, "Babe, you keep asking me about Gary, I just wanted to give you a preview of a meeting." She banged me with her pillow but laughed at the same time. "That was fun."

While we had carried these fantasies about others to a very high level, we had not come close to carrying it out in real life. 

She had asked me if I had ever picked up women when with Gary. I knew that this was hand grenade country when I responded. "No babe, I have been in bars with him when he's made his moves but have never joined him." It was true, but I had considered telling her a little white lie to heat her up.

The thought that she had even considered that I might have strayed, combined with her own obvious curiosity about climbing in bed with this guy, became sort of a free pass in my mind to maybe just testing the waters with another woman.

That time came a month or so after we had discussed my possible infidelity. I had made an unscheduled trip to my head office in the city that was Gary's hometown. I called him from the office and arranged to meet for dinner that evening. After a few drinks in the bar, followed by a bottle of wine with dinner, I was ready for anything. 

Gary must have sensed my interest in joining him on a pussy hunt. He suggested that we visit an "over thirty's" bar where singles mingled in efforts to meet someone of the opposite sex.

This was a new world for me, but Gary was completely at ease as we sat at the bar for a look around. For the most part the patrons were all over thirty including several pushing sixty. 

Gary was very forward when he met a woman for the first time. He was not always successful but on the other hand the rejection, when it came, was pleasant and apparently remorseful. He could make an incomplete pass without offending. 

We sat on our bar stools looking out over the room. I was a little nervous, almost hoping that there would be no luck. There was a small dance floor in a corner, music supplied by a piano player singing soft ballads. There were several tables where two or more ladies sat trying to look nonchalant but obviously interested in meeting someone. Gary called out the possibilities as he surveyed the room.

"We can get laid here tonight buddy. Want to join me?" he murmured as his gaze continued to wander through the room.

"Ah man, don't know really, not really my thing," I answered.

"Well how about we just meet a pair, invite them for a drink and a dance. No harm in that is there?" His eyes continued to scan the scene.

He was pushing my moral limits and despite my subdued replies, my heart was churning at the thought of bedding someone new. "Well sure, no harm in that, might enjoy watching you operate up close," I laughed.

"Let's go then," he said as he moved off his stool, "there are two ladies at the end of the bar looking for action."

Surprised at how quickly he had responded, I glanced to the other end of the bar to see two very nice looking women perched on their stools looking in our direction.

As we approached the women I struggled to appear as free and easy as Gary. Their response to an invitation to join us for drinks at a table was immediate. We guided the women to a table in a quiet corner of the room. 

Their resemblance in facial features and body builds was quite obvious and it was no surprise to learn that they were sisters aged between 35 and 40 years. They were dressed for action in flared skirts and low cut blouses and high heels. They were striking looking women and garnered appreciative looks from both men and women as we filed towards our table.

Joy was sparkling and flirtatious, by far the most outgoing of the two ladies. It turned out that she was married and according to her, just out this night to accompany her sister Jennifer. Apparently Jennifer had recently been divorced and this was her first night out in a long time. She was very quiet and while friendly enough seemed nervous and detached at times, her eyes losing focus as Gary and Joy prattled on about innocuous nothings. I was pleased when it appeared that whatever happened this night would find me paired off with Jennifer.

We danced, Jennifer drifting softly into my arms, her body brushing mine easily. She smelled divine, just a faint whiff of some scent lingering in her hair. She commented on Gary and what an entertaining man he appeared to be. I asked her if she was disappointed that her sister caught the prize while she was left with dull me.

She brushed her lips on my ear and said, "Not at all, it was my choice, I selected you." I pressed my hand on the small of her back and she came willingly against me, our bodies touching from thighs to shoulders. I was very excited and my only thoughts were about the possibility that we would find ourselves in bed that night.

Gary and Joy were really into it on the dance floor, his knee thrust between her legs and his hand holding her ass, pulling her against him. They were laughing and giggling as we all returned to the table.

"Lets' all go to your room Jim. We can get a bottle of wine and relax," Gary said in a matter of fact manner. I always stayed in an apartment type hotel when in the city. My suite was made up of a living room with a kitchenette and a separate bedroom with two Queen sized beds. A perfect place for a foursome although this had not been my intent when I reserved it.

The ladies glanced at each other, Joy's eyebrows raised in a question to Jennifer. Jennifer looked towards me briefly, smiled a little and shrugged her okay. The shrug was not exactly enthusiastic but that barely mattered to me. 

They went to the ladies room before we left and Gary tapped me on the back, "Pussy tonight buddy, you can bet on it." I suddenly realized that I might be naked with a woman other than my wife for the first time in 25 years. 

Events moved quickly once we were in my suite as Gary and Joy were obviously intent on getting it on. Jennifer did not appear as eager and I was still uncertain as to whether I would be enjoying her favors this night. 

Soft music played in the background as we toasted each other with wine. Gary grabbed Joy and started to dance, placing both hands on her ass cheeks, provoking laughing protests from Joy. The protests died off as they began to kiss and grind their bodies as they danced. We were hardly in the suite 20 minutes when they moved arm in arm to the bedroom not bothering to shut the door. 

Jennifer looked really nervous now. I led her to the window overlooking the bright lights of the city and pulled her gently to me. She seemed to appreciate my slow approach and soon relaxed as we swayed to the music. She kissed my neck as I positioned a breast under my arm. Encouraged I lowered one hand down her back until my fingertips danced on her butt. 

She turned her face up to me and we kissed softly, if not urgently. I have always enjoyed the preliminaries of sex, as much if not more than the charge to the finish. I explored her body softly but relentlessly as we kissed and swayed to the music. There was not a word spoken as we moved to the sofa where I began to undress her.

Meanwhile, the sounds emanating from the bedroom left little doubt that Gary and Joy were deep into things. "Oh God Gary, baby, baby, you'll get me off. Oh, is that what you want?" I knew without looking that Gary was at his favorite past time, licking pussy.

While that served to arouse me even more, it appeared to have the opposite affect on Jennifer. She stiffened in my arms, possibly embarrassed that her sister had given in so easily. I removed her blouse to expose her lace-trimmed bra with breasts spilling over the top. I bent and kissed the valley of her breasts and oh she smelled so good. She relaxed a little as I unhooked the bra and slipped my hands up under it to cup her tits, teasing the nipples with my fingertips. We kissed, I whispered, "You are very beautiful Jennifer, I have been thinking of this all night." She guided my head down between her tits, moaning softly as I moved my lips from one nipple to the other and back again.

I removed the bra and sat her on the sofa. This brief break caused her to lose focus again, her head turning toward the bedroom where her sister was now being roundly fucked. I moved quickly to pull her panties down and off. She slid back on the sofa as I moved beside her to suck her nipples and slip my hand up between her legs. Her skirt was up around her hips, why had I not taken it off while she was standing? I was quite afraid that the least little thing might blow it all.

Her pussy was far from relaxed, and I was rushing things now. In retrospect I should have played it out more gently. I should have waited until I felt her loins relax as my fingers toyed with her bush and the tip of her slit. Instead I hastily slipped one finger into her. She was tight, her slit was dry and she was not comfortable. She raised her head to look over towards the bedroom and the sounds of sex emanating from there. We could hear their bellies slapping together and the sound of the headboard bouncing off of the wall.

I stood up quickly, stripped off my shirt and pants, almost tripping in the process. Jennifer looked back up at me like a deer caught in the headlights as I moved to drop my shorts.

She looked startled, as if she had suddenly awakened from a dream, jumped up and grabbed her clothes, all the while mumbling, "I'm sorry, so sorry, I can't do it, sorry Jim."

I stood there stunned, my cock just barely out of my shorts as she struggled to pull on her bra and blouse. She balanced on one leg to put on her heels and then holding her purse and her panties in one hand ran out the door.

I pulled my shorts back up and sat down on the sofa. Seconds later Joy was out of the bedroom, pulling on her panties and saying." What happened? What did you do? Why did she leave?"

I looked up at her and shrugged, "Everything seemed good, we were enjoying ourselves, we kissed and touched and she let me undress her, and then she just jumped up and left."

Joy settled down and said, "Oh, my fault Jim, not yours, I forced her to come out tonight. She has not done a thing socially for several years. I thought she should start living again after her divorce. I guess I shouldn't have pushed her to get out and get laid."

She stood there with her arms on her hips, tits dangling and swaying apparently deep in thought as I sat morosely on the sofa, head propped in my hands. Then as if accepting what had happened looked at me and said, "You know, she wanted you, you were her choice."

Her eyes softened, something like pity showing as she realized what I had been through. She looked down at my cock still tenting my shorts and came over in front of me. She looked very tempting. I could see the outline of her trimmed bush through her sheer panties. 

She moved closer to me, placed her hands on my shoulders and dropped an erect nipple near my lips. I took it into my mouth, as hungry for sex as I had ever been, and sucked it fully into my mouth. I rubbed her mound through the panties. She moaned as I pushed the panties to one side and found her wet sticky lips and rubbed them gently together.




A Night to Remember



"Poor baby," she moaned, "need some help don't you. I've got all you need baby. Use it, ah god, your fingers!"

I pulled her panties down before she knelt between my legs. I lifted my butt as she pulled my shorts down and off. She straightened a bit and moved her tits around my cock. She smiled wickedly up at me as she slipped them up and down around my shaft. I closed my eyes expecting a blowjob when her lips surrounded my knob and moved slowly down my cock.

But she stood up and settled down over me on the sofa, her knees each side of my hips. "Let me do this baby, let me ease your pain, I'm so hot to feel you in me. This is for you baby." 

She used her hand to guide my cock up into her swollen slit. She worked her pussy down slowly around my cock, pausing as her butt cheeks settled on my thighs. She milked my hard shaft, turning her hips in a slow swiveling motion. Her tits swayed over my face as I settled back on the sofa to watch myself get fucked.

It was no mercy fuck. It was intense and most of all, she enjoyed it as much if not more than I. As she began to orgasm, she hunched up over me, her ass in the air and driving her hips down at me with each stroke. I grabbed her ass and felt her cheeks clench and release as she got off.

We were clutched together, not moving after the wild finish. Slowly her legs slid down off her knees until she was splayed over me, my cock still in her.

She grinned up at me, "Wow sailor, been at sea a long time? That was as good as it gets."

I couldn't speak. I jerked my head around. Where the hell was Gary through all of this? He was standing behind the counter in the kitchenette fully dressed, toasting me with a glass of wine with a big grin on his face. "Told you we would get laid," he smiled.

Joy stood up and pulled me to my feet, "C'mon, we need a shower." It was a strange situation, two sisters, almost identical, and yet different. The first one had been understandably tense and unhappy. And then Joy, relaxed and ready to enjoy sex and life. 

We laughed and chatted in the shower, soaping each other down before we fucked again, me behind her with my knees between her legs as she braced against the wall of the shower. We dried each other off and returned to the living room to discover that Gary had left. 

Joy went to the phone and I heard her talk quietly to someone. When she came back she said, "Jennifer is at home. She is so sorry about leaving like that and asks for your forgiveness. I told her that I had already done that for her. And will do it again if you want."

I said, "Can you stay the night? I would love to wake up in the morning with you in bed."

She made another call and smiled, "Love to, let's chat a bit in bed."

I never did tell Sarah about that night. And I never did arrange for her to be alone with Gary. Not a very noble guy I guess.



A Night to Remember



My whole body was tingling in anticipation for what was to come that night. I looked over at my husband, Jonathan, and I knew he felt the same way. Our sexual -and overall- compatibility had led us to one another and we were slowly but surely checking items off of the kinky bucket list we had created on our honeymoon, in between endless bouts of intimate activities and countless orgasms. 

It was so freeing to find someone with whom you could explore any and every thing you had ever dreamed of, with no fear of rejection regardless of the desire expressed. Even better that we could keep our sexual life between us and still remain respectable in all the other parts of our lives. For me, it was like a dream come true, a relationship that satisfied all the parts of my body, starting with my brain, then twisting and turning deliciously through the rest of my body. 

He could get me wet from a distance and satisfy me with little effort. I loved that I could make him hard easily and savored the feeling of his hard cock in my mouth. Tonight was for the both of us and I hoped it would go as well as I imagined. 

I was dressed, at his request, in a short black skirt, tight red top and black stockings held in place by black garters. Underneath I was wearing a red g-string and a skimpy matching push-up bra. The black stilettos that completed my outfit were his favorite and I could see his arousal start as soon as he saw me. The outline of his hard cock was visible through his dark denim jeans. His built chest and arms were on display as well, at my request, through the tight blue shirt he was wearing; my mouth and pussy got immediately wetter as I looked at him. His pretty hazel eyes were dilated with desire and his lustful smile lit my heart up when our eyes met. 

Fuck, the effect he had on me was so visceral, so raw and knowing the effect I had in him was similar made it all that much better (and hotter). 

"Damn baby you look so good!" He said as I walked over to join him on our couch. 

We sat as close as possible and immediately his hands started running up and down my leg. My hands too went to his body, we had purposely withheld from sex for two days (an eternity for us) in preparation for tonight. We kissed and fondled one another for several minutes, I then pulled away and went to the kitchen. He sat back and rubbed his face with his hand, a sign, I knew, of arousal mixed with anxiety. But that was ok, I thought as I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and a pill vial from the cabinet. It contained a couple of designer ecstasy pills I had scored from a nurse I worked with.

We were definitely not heavy drug users, and it had taken a bit of convincing, but he trusted me, and when I explained it was relatively safe and that it would intensify every single sensation, he had agreed. I rejoined him on the couch and opened the vial. I placed a pill on my tongue and moved my mouth toward his. As our tongues entwined the pill slid into his mouth and he swallowed as I pulled away. I handed him the water and he swallowed a few gulps and watched nervously as I did the same. 

"Relax baby, remember how great it felt last time?" I coaxed as I started rubbing his leg. "This is gonna be so fun!" I finished as my finger tips brushed his cock. He replied by bringing his mouth to my neck and sucking gently, hands coming up to grab my right breast and squeeze firmly. Even without the effect of the pill his touch was electrifying and I rubbed down the length of the erection. 

"Are you gonna be a good boy tonight?" I asked, stopping for a second to look at him. We took turns being dominant, both of us thoroughly enjoying both sides of the coin. Tonight was my turn, although with what was to come I knew it could switch up any moment. 

"Yes baby..I mean mistress, I'll do whatever you say," he finished and I rewarded him by returning my attentions to his cock. I loved when he was submissive to me, it reminded me how much faith and trust he had in me, in us, and it gave me a bit of a buzz. I never thought I had it in me, but apparently I did. 

"You can start by getting my pussy wet with your tongue, slut!" I demanded and sat back. He did not hesitate, dropped to his knees, pushed my legs to each side and dove in with his tongue, sliding my thong to the side with his fingers. He slowly started moving his tongue up and down my pussy, lingering briefly on my clit before sliding to my opening and then back. My hands went to his head, fingers grasping at his hair as I started moaning. He was so good at that!

Just then the doorbell rang. Our company was here. "You better hurry up and make me cum, we don't want to keep him waiting, and I want him to hear me!" I ordered and he obeyed, turning his attention directly to my clit and sliding a finger into me as he licked me skillfully. When he added a second finger and sped up I came quickly, screaming out loud. 

"Now get the fucking door slut, " I managed, my rapid breathing making it difficult to speak. I sat up, felt my head start to tingle and I knew the E was kicking in. Perfect timing. I heard two voices in the hall getting closer. Our night was just getting started.

I had almost recovered when he walked back in, slightly unsteady, with our new friend, Kevin, in tow. We had recently had a threesome with a girl, this time we had decided on a guy who was bi-sexual and very open to everything we wanted. He sat back down next to me and offered Kevin the chair. 

"How bout you get us some wine, baby?" I requested, my true desire to put him on display for me and Kevin and to get the party started. I could see on his face that he was starting to feel the effects and was excited for what was to come. He sauntered off to the kitchen in a half daze and I started taking to Kevin about the evening.

"He's my bitch tonight, he has to do what I say," I started and, Kevin's eyes lit up. I knew he was really into my husband and that the attraction was mutual so this could definitely get interesting. I was dying to see him with another man and I would eventually join the action as well. 

When he returned, Kevin and I had switched seats, he now on the couch, I was in the chair; Jonathan set the wine and glasses on the table and took the seat on the couch. He took extra time pouring the wine and handing out the glasses before settling back. Although he was trying to look relaxed, I knew better and I set about changing that. I needed him to be at ease so I stood up and sat on the other side of him. 

I knew he wanted this but I couldn't rush him. I started softly stroking his leg and reached over to kiss him. The kiss felt amazing, each time our tongues met, electric sparks went off in my head and his, I believed, soon his hands were clamoring to touch my tits, his hips were coming off the couch. It was then that I motioned for Kevin to join us. He started rubbing his other leg as we made out, climbing higher and higher each time. Soon he was rubbing my husband's erection and even when he noticed, he was too far gone to care. 

"Do you like that baby?" I asked, pulling away from him and watching pleasure roll across his face as Kevin touched his body.

"Mmhmm, yes." Was all he could manage, lost in the moment as Kevin's hand kept stroking him through his pants. I took the opportunity to move back to chair, wanting to take in the view. 

"Put your arms up so Kevin can take your shirt off, "I directed, getting extremely turned on by the site of them. He did as told and Kevin slowly peeled off his shirt, throwing it to the side. He then started rubbing my husband's chest, bringing his head down to lick his nipples then slide his tongue downward towards the button on his jeans. I waited for Jonathan to react, to tense up, but he did not, he instead arched his back and brought his hands to the back of Kevin's neck. 

It was too much, I had to pleasure myself in some way, so I reached under my shirt to tweak my nipples as I watched Kevin slowly unbutton Jonathan's jeans, our eyes meeting as they were slowly slid down his legs. I felt like I could cum from the feel of this and the erotic nature of what I was watching. It felt like an out of body experience as Kevin's knees came to rest on the floor between Jonathan's legs. He again started stroking his cock, through this boxers and the size of his erection gave Kevin encouragement to go further.

"Wow baby, you're really turned on aren't you?" I asked him, my own fingers rolling my nipples faster in arousal. 

"Yes, it feels so good mistress, so good..." He mumbled, head rolling from side to side as Kevin rubbed him.

"Do you want him to suck it?" I asked lasciviously, knowing he did but wanting him to say it.

"Yes, I really do," he replied eagerly.

"Beg him!" I said, getting into the dominant role, knowing I had him right where I wanted him.

"Please suck my cock Kevin, please I need it!" He begged, lost in both the submission and the desire. 

Kevin looked at me for approval. "Give the little slut what he wants, but, baby, if you want to cum, you'll have to return the favor later..." I admonished, looking him dead in the eye as I spoke my demand. 

He didn't even hesitate before saying "Yes mistress, I will, I just really want my cock in his mouth!" 

Again Kevin looked at me and I nodded. Kevin began to slowly slide his mouth onto Jonathan's's cock and I almost came instantly just watching it happen. This was insanely hot and knowing how turned on my husband was made it so much hotter. Kevin appeared to be quite skilled at sucking cock and watching Jonathan's face contort in pleasure sent me over the edge and I came, violently, from just my own fingers on my nipples. I moaned out loudly and soon I heard a familiar noise and knew Jonathan was on the verge. Kevin was deep-throating him, one hand on his balls, one below his mouth, his head moving faster and faster as Jonathan got closer and closer.

"Come on baby, be a good boy and cum in his mouth for me, you know you want to," I said and soon he was screaming out and cumming into the mouth of another man. His hips were raising up off the couch and his face had a light gleam of sweat on it, his full pink lips turned up into a satisfied smile, eyes closed from the exertion. I couldn't remember a time that he looked more handsome. He opened his eyes and we looked at one another, love flowing between us. 

Kevin looked over at me as well. "Do you need some attention too?" He asked, grinning at me.

"Maybe in a bit, right now I think someone owes you a blow job..." I said still looking at Jonathan. He looked a little nervous but his eyes lit up and he seemed excited by the thought. 

"Right. I'm definitely up for that!" Kevin replied, getting up off the ground and sitting on the couch. On cue, Jonathan stood up, giving him room to sit.

"Try lying back Kevin," I suggested, an idea formulating in my dirty little mind. He complied, and when I noticed Jonathan hesitating, I flipped back into domineering mode. "Take his pants off, slut and get busy!" I demanded and quickly Jonathan went to his knees to comply. "Good boy, that's better," I told him when he had Kevin's pants on the ground. 

"You're going to suck his cock while I sit on his face and he eats my pussy. I'm going to face you so I can make sure you're doing it right!" I started taking off my skirt and shirt while Jonathan started stroking Kevin's cock. "Understand?" I asked.

"Yes mistress. I understand." He said, watching me climb up to sit on Kevin's face. I could feel his hot breath on my pussy as his warm tongue flicked out to meet my hot lips. I moaned out and Jonathan sank down to bring his mouth to Kevin's cock. I grabbed on to the back of the couch to support myself. I was so turned on from the E and everything going on around me that every touch of his tongue was like a mini orgasm that was building up higher and higher to what felt like was going to be a huge explosion. 

I was riding his face, bucking around and I felt Jonathan's eyes on me as he started to really get into sucking Kevin off. He was moving his mouth up and down his rod, opening his mouth a little bit wider to accommodate Kevin's size and length. I could tell Kevin was into it, now, his moans getting louder and the vibrations from his mouth took me higher. I unclasped my bra and thrust it aside so I could rub my nipples as Kevin's tongue moved faster and faster on my clit. 

"Oh Fuck baby, I'm gonna cum on his face, Fuck Fuck Fuck yes yes yes suck his cock for me please, yes baby that's right, fuuuuuuck!!" I screamed out as I started to cum harder than I could ever remember. Every time I thought I was done another wave hit me and when I'd see Jonathan eagerly sucking Kevin deeper and deeper it made me cum again and again. 

"Fuck yes baby, make him cum in your mouth so you can Fuck my pussy I need you to fuck me so bad but first you gotta make him cum!!" I was so high and so horny that I was babbling but it seemed to spur him on to move faster and soon Kevin was moaning and pushing his cock further up and into my husband's mouth, spurting rope after rope of hot semen down his throat. Jonathan was eagerly swallowing it, still keeping his lips locked around Kevin's cock.

"Oh my god baby that is so fucking hot! You're such a good boy, yes swallow it all, take it take it all baby!" He kept going until Kevin was spent, eyes closing on the couch. I crawled over him and off the couch, over to where Jonathan was sitting. I took a couple sips of wine and grabbed a lollipop I had put on the table earlier. I unwrapped it and put it in my mouth, sucking on it as I looked him over.

"Did you like that baby?" I asked, reaching between his legs and feeling his erection that answered my question for me. "Pretty sure he liked it, he's all passed out and shit..." I finished, putting the lollipop in Jonathan's mouth as I rubbed his cock. 

"It was pretty fun, but now I want to Fuck that pussy he made cum so hard!" He said, his voice slipping over into the dominating one I loved when I slipped the sucker back out of his mouth.

"It was watching you that made me cum so hard, although he was pretty good..." He ignored me and pushed me back onto the ground, pulling my legs back and up over my shoulders. He then placed his cock just at my entrance and stopped. His hands were resting on my legs, pushing them back just enough to cause a delicious sort of pain. "Do you want me to fuck you or should I wake him up so he can?" He asked, his cock tantalizingly close to where I wanted it. 

"Please please please fuck me baby I need your cock in me! PLEASE!" I begged, trying to force him into me but he pulled further back. 

"Stop moving you fucking whore or I'll make you go to bed without it!" He stared me in the eyes, daring me to move but I stayed still, loving how quickly the tables had turned. After several seconds that felt like hours he started slowly pushing his hard, long cock into me inch by inch until I was panting and almost cumming again. 

"Don't!" He warned, knowing me so well and determined to draw this out. I concentrated on not cumming and was well rewarded when he started pounding my pussy harder and harder. I squeezed my eyes shut and soon I felt a wet mouth on my nipples. I opened them to see Kevin had awakened and was joining us again. He was sucking on one nipple and rubbing the other and that combined with the superb way my husband was fucking me sent me over the edge yet again. 

"Fuuuck I'm cumming again oh my god baby you're fucking me so good, your cock feels so fucking great, FUUUUCK!" I screamed out as I came and he was right behind me, slamming into me as he came again and again until he was done. 

We collapsed on the floor in a heap until we had the energy to move then tucked Kevin in on the couch and headed to our bed to cuddle and relive our latest sexual escapade until we fell asleep in each other's arms.



A Night to Remember



She was one month out of high school and seeing as much of the world as she could before going to University. She wanted to visit New York City and Chicago before taking another fateful step toward adulthood. She was independent, and could handle herself, she told her parents. She needed this time to be free before she proceeded with her education, and was locked into the workforce for the next forty years. She stood outside out the hotel-room. The white-paint of the door was chipped and faded, and its brass numbers tarnished. The rain spilled down the pavilion over her, hammering the sheet-metal and rolling down the concrete platform. It speckled the pool at the center of the wrap-around building and the air was heavy with southern humidity. She was far from New York City, far from anywhere her parents, her friends; anyone would ever expect her to be. It was only appropriate. She swiped her keycard and entered the room. Freedom, she thought, hearing the lies she'd told her loved ones. She'd traveled from the crossroads of Europe to be everything but free.

She stepped into the darkness, closing the door behind her, only to whimper and recoil with a sudden clap of thunder from outside. Her hand shot to the wall, looking for the light-switch, but finding nothing. A cone of light spilled from the bathroom at the other end of the room, and she hurried to it, moving anxiously through the void of silent black. She heard nothing but her own dampened footsteps on the carpet and her heart, which she felt quiver frantically in her chest. 

She reached the bathroom and shut the door behind her, taking solace in the light. A brass deadbolt was nailed crudely to frame, and she lifted her hand to lock the door, but stopped. She stopped, and lowered her hand back to her side, causing her breath to rattle with anxiety. No, she thought, he wouldn't want me to lock the door.

She placed her bag onto the sink and browsed through her clothes, eventually settling on an older pair of white, cotton panties and a white blouse. They were some of her cheaper, more expendable clothes, but the blouse hugged her breasts tightly and brought out the depth of her light tan. 

She ran the shower and waited a few minutes until it became a decent temperature. The plumbing squealed and the water-pressure was weak, but she would make good use of her free-time before he arrived. It was a long trip, and maybe the water would calm her nerves. 

The wait was all part of the excitement. She'd revealed her deepest secret to him only months before, and weeks later, the trip was set into motion. She'd warmed her parents up to the idea of paying for a trip to America, and spent many late nights thinking about, adding a fearful thrill that her fantasies had always lacked. She lathered her body with the hotel's complementary bottle of soap, forgetting a wash-cloth, and being forced to run her bare fingers across her slick flesh. She'd thought about this night hundreds of times, and she felt the adrenaline spill into her blood, stronger now than ever. The urge to slip her hand between her legs and massage her velvety clit was almost ingrained in her muscle memory. No, she thought, it belonged to him now. 

She dried with a single cotton towel, pouting slight after washing her hair but forgetting to pack any of her appliances, like they'd work in the states, anyway. Her blonde locks were left hanging in a stringy, damp mess, and she didn't know whether she had time to reapply her makeup. 

She opened the bathroom door, strangely comfortable by the lack of light now, and started her search for a lamp when she smelled an acrid smell of smoke in the air. She hesitated, heart racing again, and she looked toward the door through the abysmal darkness. The window in the far corner of the room, next to the door, was open, spilling the weak, orange flood-lighting from the pool area into her room. A lone, glowing ember hovered in the darkness, and the similar amber glow from outside was cast over half of his face. 

She crossed her arms over her, freezing in place, feeling horrifically exposed in her underwear. 

"Hey." She said, the words crawling their way out of her tight throat. 

"Hey." He said back. His voice rumbled the room like the thunder outside, and he exhaled smoke with his words. The orange lights against his whispers looked like he was breathing fire.

"When...when did you get here?"

"I've been waiting." He said, snubbing out the cigarette. 

So have I, she thought. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here."

He said nothing. His silence sent fear slamming through her veins. He was different. This was not that man she'd talked to for hours on end. He didn't exude anger or annoyance, but he didn't comfort her, either, didn't tell her it was okay, and she knew in that moment, it wouldn't be.

He approached her, eyes sweeping up and down her curvaceous form, as though his gaze pierced through the darkness. Lighting flashed outside, rocking the room with another wave of thunder and lightning the room for a blinding instant. She saw him only briefly, with brown hair flecked with wisps of blood. He was wearing a black, button up shirt. The first few buttons were open at the top and exposed a white-undershirt. When the light escaped the room, was standing before her, the sharp scent of menthol clinging to his breath. Her heart beat so hard that it hurt. She held herself even tighter; her knees were locked and nearly shaking. She felt his hands at the small of her back, finding the exposed midriff between her tank-top and panties. She held her breath, preparing for the pain, but instead, he pulled her against his hard chest and buried his face into her neck.

She loosened her arms from her chest and wormed them around his back, as well, accepting the loving embrace with shock and excitement. His lips were damp against her neck and his skin was blazing hot, mingling with the heat that radiated from her own. His arms were terrifyingly strong, holding her firmly in place with absolute ease, but with gentleness she didn't expect. They stayed like this for well over a minute, and but her heart didn't ease it's manic pace.

He removed his face from her neck, and she felt his breath play against her lips.

"Is this really what you want?"

She hesitated. She'd already gotten what she wanted. This was already a night that would always linger in her mind. But she'd come for a night that she'd never forget, and he'd promised her one.

His face was so close that when she muttered, yes, her lips brushed against his. 

He backed away from her and circled around the bed. He found a lamp on the night-stand and illuminated the room with warm light. He sat at the edge of the bed, and nodded to the corner of the room, toward the chair.

"Bring that over here."

She looked from him, to the chair, and then nervously moved to it. She slid it easily across the carpet, bending low to gain leverage, but stopped when she felt his hands on her hips.

"Good." He said, holding her for a moment. 

"There's a bag beneath the bed. Get it."

She turned and looked to him, and then looked to the floor. Her gaze swept along the darkness beneath the bed- frame, and his finger appeared into her view, aiming downward sternly between his legs. "Down there."

She dropped to her knees, and then bent over deeply to reach beneath the bed. The bag was nearly on the other side, and she had to squeeze herself between the depressed mattress and the musty carpet to reach it. He shifted his weight, putting pressure on her back, just after she grabbed the bag. Her bottom half was exposed and he took full advantage of her position, running his fingers up her thighs. Hesitated, feeling the lines trace up her legs and her ass, until he reined an open hand onto her left cheek. She gasped with shock and pain, feeling the nerves prickle and shriek. The sudden agony did nothing for her, but he roared, hurry up, and slapped again, causing her to wince, but smile with unfiltered delight.

She wormed her way back to open air, stinging, as she rose to her feet.

"Open it."

She obeyed, unzipping the black-duffel bag, and finding a coil of rope sitting at the top.

"Take that out." 

She obeyed, removing the nylon bundle, but hesitated when she saw what it had previously hid. At the bottom of the bag sat a small assortment of menacing, steel tools of various sizes and shapes.

"What is this?"

He stood and put a single hand around her throat. He squeezed tightly, enough to cause her legs to lose their strength with panic, and to cause her breathing to become a whimper.

"Are you here to ask questions?"

She tried to speak, tried to shake her head, but his grip wouldn't allow it. His fiery eyes brightened more, and he squeezed tighter. "Answer me!"

She couldn't. It wasn't fair. She wanted to say, no sir, its fine, do what you want, but she couldn't and he would only hurt her more.

He released her and she gave a slight cough, forcing herself to control her desperate gasps for air.

"Sit down." He said. She abided, still woozy from his embrace. She put her knees together sheepishly, but he didn't like that either.

"Maybe I haven't been clear." He said, kneeling in front of her. He rested his lips again her knees, tickling them as he spoke. "You will give yourself to me 100%." He shimmied the knife edge of his hand between her thighs, coercing her to spread them, and expose herself. "Or I will hurt you."

Her face flushed bright red as she fought her every instinct to slam her legs shut. He took the coil of rope into his hands, and wringed it between his fists.

"Take your shirt off."

She hesitated again, he and brought the rope down across her bare, left right thigh. She whimpered from the pain of the strike, and quickly tugged her shirt over her head, causing her breasts to bunch, and then fall free from the confines of the tight cotton. He bother looking at her as he prepared the rope, cutting it in half, and tying one end to the leg of the seat. She sat, resisting the urge to cover her bare breasts, and instead abided his every silent command, if only to keep his hungry eyes off of her.

She placed both of her hands on the arms of the chair, and he secured the rope around her wrists, and then to the bottom peg. He forced her ankles upward, pinning her knees to her ribs. She waited anxiously for his next move, feeling fear invading her senses as she realized she couldn't move her arms at all. She felt her legs grow tired from their elevated position, and she daringly tried to lower them, but was struck with yet another bolt of panic. She couldn't move them. Her ankles were tied now, too, at her wrists, forcing her legs permanently open.

No, she thought, she didn't want it like this. She'd grown up waiting for this moment, and for several years, she thought this was the man who'd do it for her. But not like this. She wanted the sweet man who'd make her laugh, who'd ease her tears, who'd speak of dreams about holding her for hours on end. She'd fantasized about the loss of control, the violence, but she'd never wanted to lose her virginity like this. She felt him hard against her clit, pressing firmly against her, and she panicked more, ready to cry, to shriek, to take back everything she'd told him. He pulled her panties aside, and instead of the sting, the pressure, the pain she'd been warned about, she felt his tongue run lovingly up her clit. 

In those few minutes, her anxiety and trepidation turned to absolute pleasure with mathematic efficiency. Months of fantasies collapsed around her, slamming her nervous system with euphoria. She'd survived high school knowing that no teenage boy could ever touch her like she could touch herself, or ever understand her like still couldn't quite. She'd drifted off into elaborate fantasies for all of her teenage life, learned to find her favorite rhythm with a pianists' dexterity, but he was touching her like she never could. With her legs spread wide, he sucked on her clit, massaging it with his tongue like a passionate kiss, and moved lower occasionally to plunge his tongue inside her. 

He did this for what seemed like forever, kissing and sucking until he'd have to lift his head for desperate breaths of air, spilling warmth over her stomach. Her face was flushed, and she moaned in desperation when he stopped just of her orgasm for the second time. He looked up to her and she met his gaze with glossy eyes, a half-smile on her lips. He reached up her chest and brought his hand across her face, jerking her head and flinging her hair across her vision. She couldn't make herself frown from the pain, and all she could do was continue with an intoxicated smile. 

"Are you in a hurry?"

"No sir." She said breathlessly.

He stood, leaving her with her legs reared high, trapping the blood in the upper half of her body and causing her feet to tingle with numbness. He searched through his bag and found a small device, a black remote with a silver egg attached via a black wire. He tucked to ball into her panties, taking care to line it with her clit, and letting the tight fabric hold it in place. He spun the dial on the remote, and the egg began to hum gently, sending vibrations shooting through her pelvis. 

He looked to her while maneuvering his hands within the bag, and she heard the tearing of what sounded like fabric.

"One more time." He said. "There's no coming back from this..."

He cranked up the intensity of the vibrations, and she tossed her backward, leaving her mouth agape. She managed to silently nod her head, and just as she lowered her eyes again, he slammed his palm onto her mouth, jarring her head and securing a silver piece of duct-tape across her lips. 

She looked to her bindings again, testing their strength, and gave a panicked whimper when she realized that she was entirely trapped, and forever silenced, as even her moans were trapped in the dense weave of the tape. 

He returned to the bag and retrieved a pair of slim, stainless steel tongs and she immediately blushed. She'd seem similar toys in various videos online, but these were different, ringing loudly in specific memories of trips to the mall with her girlfriends. She'd held the hand of a former best-friend while the instrument clenched the flesh just above her belly button. 

He seized her right nipple with the pincer of the tong, twisting it slightly to see her squirm with pleasure and fear, and then cranked the vibrator up even further, causing her body to shiver. With his now free right hand, he punched through the tender, pink skin with the barb of a steel ring. She flinched, pulling away fiercely and shrieking beneath the tape. Her eyes watered, but the pain equated immediately to a stunning pleasure that slammed through her veins, an opioid euphoria that mingled with the sharp pain to create a confused cocktail of agony and ecstasy. 

He moved to the next nipple and punched the ring through it with equal ease and efficiency. She tossed her head backward, hammering it into the faux-leather cushioning, gnashing her teeth beneath the tape.

Rubies of blood drifted down her breasts like a corrupted virgin-Mary and he wiped them away using a tissue from the night stand. He stood and pressed his lips against her forehead, which was damp with cold sweat from the pleasure and the pain.

"You did well." He said.

She wanted to curse him, damn him for this. She felt a thousand calibers of shame tearing through her. Why did she agree to this, what would her parents think...what else did he have planned...

He loosed the binds around the pegs of the chair and freed her legs. She lowered them immediately, and the blood rushed from her abdomen back to her prickling nerves. She was overcome with dizziness, so when he barked for her to fall to her knees, she did it without hesitation. He wrenched her arms behind her back and re-lashed the ropes together. Her forehead rested against the floor, and she couldn't control the tears that the searing pain of her new rings caused. 

He pulled her to her feet and flung her onto the bed, causing her to bounce slightly. She tried to squirm onto her side, but her found her too quickly, and forced her face down again, his crotch hard against her backside. The familiar fear overcame her again. 

He tugged her panties down, stopping at her knees, just enough to hinder her movement. He leaned over her, putting his weight onto her back, and spoke warm words against her neck.

"Did you clean well for me?"

She nodded, mouthing yes against the tape. I brought his hand down against her hip in a slap, and she nodded more fiercely. 

He said nothing else, but parted her thighs and kissed her, running his tongue between her clit and her ass. She squirmed with a surreal delight, her nerves electrified by the unfamiliar but fantastic sensation, and her face reddened with confusion. His aggression, his violence, had poisoned her blood with adrenaline and fear, but the contrast with his affection, his tender tongue tasting her flesh, caused her to tremble with delight. He pushed his tongue deep inside, his hands hard against her hips, pulling her closer when she fled with oversensitivity. 

She was obeying, and he was rewarding her.

He stopped for a moment to catch his breath, but continued to pleasure her by caressing her with his thumb. He busied himself behind her, until she heard the vibrator begin again, and felt a sudden pinch against her ass.

She reared backward, bucking slightly but lacking the leverage to escape. He shushed her, and the pressure increased, filling her and shaking her core with intense vibrations. This wasn't the silver egg of before. This was bigger. The intense pulsations of the device allowed it to slide inside with ease, but she blushed again with horror and pleasure. With every inch of the device inside her, he continued to massage her clit, causing yet another whirlwind of shame and elation. The sound of the device was muffled by her body, but she felt its mechanical ticking run up her spin and into her teeth. He spoke, but his words were dampened by the rattling of her skull.

"You asked for this." He reminded her.

And then he was inside her, filling her completely and pinching her lower half between the dildo in her ass and the hot dick that was deflowering her. In those few seconds, eighteen years of celibacy were over, nearly two decades of warnings and stigmas washed over her, and a lifetime of was instantly nailed to her soul. Despite all of the foreboding talk of searing pain, the loss of her virginity was everything but painful. 

She heard the tang of his belt-buckle loosen, and then the sound of the leather whipping from the loops of his jeans. Before she could react, it was lassoed around her neck and ripped tight, cutting off her air and forcing to arch her back. He released the tension of her leash every thrust so she could fall slightly forward, allowing a split second for air, just for him to reapply pressure and slide her back into his pelvis. The dildo hammered into his abs, filling her and moving with each thrust, causing both members inside her to move in tandem. He tightened the belt, coiling it around his fist, and pulled it tight, taking away her air, and keeping it away. Her face reddened with the imprisoned blood, and her moans, screams, and freedom were locked within her body, until the world darkened around her. 

Sure, this is what she wanted, and just like all her life, it was killing her. 

The light came slowly through the slits of her eyes, entering her vision as a murky puddle. She felt his arms around her, one beneath her and cupping her breast, and the other slapping her cheek to wake her. His chest was against her back, and he was slick inside her, taking her from behind. He ran his nail to the edge of the tape over her mouth, and she prepared for him to rip the tape, taking the flesh from her lips with it. Instead, he eased it from her mouth, peeling it away and leaving the tacky, chemical residue. He held her jaw, but instead of forcing her weary gaze toward him, he coerced it gently, and then took her lips into his own. 




A Night to Remember



He'd take care of her, cleaned her of the ruins of her virginity, reattached the silver-bullet to her clitoris, and was now kissing her with sincere passion. In her hazy, oxygen starved state of mind, his rhythmic motions against her back-side caused nearly no pain, and the vibrator was causing ripples of pleasure to wash over her. In those few seconds she shuddered with the throws of an orgasm. The euphoria spilled into her blood and pervaded every synapse. It wasn't the violence, the shame, or any other untapped realm of her mind that finally pushed her off of the climactic tower that had been rising beneath her. She felt his breath tremble, and it was his own orgasm that set her off, causing them both to writhe and gasp with a simultaneous climax. 

After a few seconds, he pulled away from her, obviously exhausted, but she knew better than to embrace him. After the electricity fled her nerves, she felt suddenly cold without his body pressed against hers. She stood and moved to the bathroom, but stopped at the door, looking to her master. Seeing him utterly defeated sent a new rush energy through her. The hotel, the toys, the domination, all of it had been gifts to her. She smiled. She knew who the real master was.

She entered the bathroom and snapped on the light, instantly summoning her image in the mirror. Her hands were on her hips, one side half-cocked, and she was running her hands lovingly down her ribs and breasts, without even knowing it. She brushed the stringy, blonde hair from her eyes, showing a half-smirk at her transformation. The lanky, self-conscious girl that walked into the hotel had been fucked out of her. Seeing herself now was like looking at her reflection in the devil's eyes. Her nipples were ringed with silver hoops, and her every sensual organ was swollen and abused. She touched herself gingerly, tracing her fingers between her legs, and reaching behind her. She pinched a sliver of latex and slid a condom from inside her, lazily casting it into the toilet. The horror sank in but did nothing but cause a smile. 

A night to remember, she thought.



A Night to Remember



I would start by kissing you gently, savoring your lips. As we start kissing more passionately, our hands start to explore each other. I start rubbing your breasts and pinching your nipples. As we begin to explore each other's bodies, we start undressing each other. I remove your top and bra to release your gorgeous breasts. As I start to suck on your breasts, I work my hands down to your perfect ass. I start feeling around and start to lower your pants. You are breathing harder and harder as you get more turned on. 

Now, you are only down to your panties. I start working my fingers around your sweet pussy. You are so wet; your panties are absolutely soaked. While still sucking on your breasts, I ease your panties off of your body. I have complete access to your beautiful pussy. Your body is alive with passion. I begin to work my lips down, kissing your stomach, and now nibbling on your inner thighs. As I begin to lick your pussy, you start to whimper in pleasure. As I lightly lick your clit, you take your breasts in your hands and start to lick on your own nipples.

As you start to get more turned on, I get bolder with my tongue and start to use my fingers, working them in and out of your pussy. You start getting bolder with your breasts, massaging them, licking them, biting them. You are getting closer, and closer to orgasm. I start licking harder and harder on your pussy, lightly biting on your clit. Now, you start screaming that you are going to cum. I start driving 3 fingers in and out of your pussy. You are now absolutely on fire, your pussy is dripping with your juices. You finally go into the throws of your orgasm as I clamp my mouth down on your pussy sucking on your clit while still working my fingers in and out of your pussy. You arch your back, squeeze your nipples and shudder in your first of many orgasms of the night. 

You come down from your orgasm, I lightly lick your juices off of you as I move my face up to I can start kissing your supple lips again. You start licking your own juices off of my lips and face as we start the next part of our night of sex... 

As your licking your juices off of my face, your hands go towards my cock. You start to stroke it as we kiss passionately. You turn me onto my back and start lowering yourself down my body. You kiss then bite my nipples as you still stroke my cock. As your hot breathe starts to descend on my cock, I get a chill up my spine. Without using your hands, you take the head of my cock on your mouth, sucking lightly on the tip. Then, you use your hand to feed my cock into your mouth as you continue to suck on the tip. Now, you start licking up and down the shaft, stroking the tip. Your tongue reaches my balls as a let out a light moan. You realize how much I like having balls sucked and licked. You begin licking with abandon on my balls as you stroke my cock faster and faster. 

I then take my hand and feed the tip of my cock back into your mouth. You try to take as much of it in your mouth as you can, but you start gagging every time you do. I start to feel warmness in my belly and I know that I am going to cum soon. I stop you from trying to deep throat me and just look into your seductive eyes as you continue your assault on my cock. Licking and stroking, I get closer to my own orgasm. I finally can't take it anymore. You take my cock in your hand and stoke feverishly and start sucking on my balls. My orgasm overtakes me as I explode all over your hand and my chest. You continue to lick my balls and shaft until all of my cum is spent. You then take the tip of my cock in your mouth one more time just to tease me. I am so sensitive right after an orgasm.

We take a warm towel and clean off your hands and my chest (you already cleaned my cock). You start to climb up my body kissing along the way as I reach down and feel your ass and pussy. You are soaking wet. I reach over to the nightstand into the box of condoms and pull out the first one for the night...

As I grab for the condom, you reach for my hand and grab it from me and open the package. You take the condom out of the wrapper and put it on the head of my cock. Then, you take your lips around the end of my cock and finish putting the condom on with your lips. Once done, you get off of the bed, turn around, and put your hands on the wall. I get up and stand behind you. I start kissing up and down the nape of your neck. 

As my body touches yours, I feel you start to tremble in anticipation of what I am about to do. You reach back and grab my cock, guiding it towards your pussy. I then take over and rub the head of my cock up and down your wet slit. Your juice is running down your legs. I then slowly push my cock in you until I am all of the way in. You spread your legs a little further apart so you can reach down and feel my balls between your legs. I start pumping my cock in and out of you as I feel your breasts and pinch your nipples. I feel your hand touch my cock as you play with your clit while I am pounding your pussy. 

While I am pounding your pussy, I notice that your legs are starting to sag a little. I then take you and put you on all 4s with your ass at the end of the bed. I then remount you and start pounding with fury. Now, with your chest on the bed on your ass in the air, you can move your hand down and play with your clit and my balls easier. As your playing with my balls, I put my thumb on the entrance to your ass and apply pressure in rhythm to my pounding your pussy. You start moaning that you are going to come again. 

As you are moaning, you begin to push your ass against my finger. I resist a little because you said that you have never had anal. You then push back harder as I continue to pound your pussy. You scream that you are cumming and push back even harder as you work furiously on your clit. As you are about to cum, I stick my thumb into unknown territory and you shutter and scream with orgasm. As your cumming, I feel a warm rush around my crotch. 

I then realize that you just squirted. I continue to pound your pussy leaving my thumb in your ass as you come down from your orgasm. When you finally finish, I take un-mount you and flip you over in the bed. I then kiss up your body starting at your pussy and work my way up to your tits and then your mouth. I then spread your legs further apart so I can fuck you again...

I take your legs and spread them nice and wide. I run my fingers up and down your inner thighs while you shutter from excitement. I then move forward and rub my cock up and down your pussy. I lean forward and kiss your waiting lips and massage your gigantic breasts. You reach down and guide my cock into your pussy. I slowly start pumping my cock in and out or your pussy as I kiss your supple lips. I start gyrating my hips and grinding into yours. I slowly move my cock in and out of your pussy, enjoying every bit of you. 

I kiss up and down your neck, nibbling of your neck. I rock back and forth as you arch your back in ecstasy. I reach down and massage your breasts and bite your nipples. I move them up so you can lick them too. Our tongues fight over licking your nipple and then we start a passionate kiss. 

All of this while I continue to fuck your wanting pussy. I take your legs and lift them up so I can get a pillow under your ass. This angle is great for fucking you deeply. I continue to fuck your body nice and slowly, moving my cock in and out of your pussy. I reach down with both hands and grab your ass. I pull you even closer (if that is even possible). I continue my barrage on your pussy as we continue to kiss, our tongues inter-twined just like our bodies. I start to feel warmth in my stomach as you say that you are about to orgasm for the third time. I start pumping my cock faster and faster until you can hear my balls slapping against your ass. 

You run your fingernails up and down my back as you start orgasm. I take your legs on my shoulders and start pounding as hard as I can as my orgasm takes me as well. You scream my name as you hit the peak of your orgasm while I cum in your fabulous pussy. I slow down the pace as both of orgasms are finally subsiding. We continue to kiss but they are much smaller, delicate kisses.

I finally take my spent cock out of your pussy and we both hear the slurping noise it makes when it comes out. As I fall to your side, we erupt with laughter. We both go to the bathroom to clean up before we start over again. I take the condom off and flush it down the toilet while you get a drink of water. I go back to the bedroom and sit in a chair. You come out of the bathroom and stand in front of me with your gorgeous body completely naked. You bend over to kiss me on my lips as I drink in your body. You sit on my lap with your legs spread eagle over mine. We stare into each other's eyes and start to kiss, my running my hands down your back to your beautiful ass. Your pussy is resting on my still limp cock as we continue to kiss. You start sliding down my body, running light kisses down my chest and stomach until your hot breathe making limp cock start to come back to life...

You engulf my cock in your mouth. You have my entire shaft in your mouth and are licking my balls. I start to grow in your mouth. You take my cock out of your mouth and begin to give me the best blowjob of my life. Licking my shaft, tonguing the head of my cock, and sucking on my balls. Once I am good and hard, you stand up and put a condom on me. You then straddle my body and lower yourself onto my hard, waiting dick. Your pussy is soaking wet as our bodies come together. 

You are completely impaled by my cock as you slowly bounce up and down. We kiss passionately as our bodies become one. I reach around your body and grab your ass. I start to massage your pussy as my cock goes in and out of you. I massage your pussy with one hand and I begin to finger your gorgeous ass with the other. You stop bouncing on my cock and begin to grind your hips into mine. The feeling you are getting on your clit is driving you wild. You break the kiss that feels like it has been going on for days and start to bit on my neck as your next orgasm begins to overtake your body. My hands are exploring your body; our tongues are fighting each other. 

Your orgasm is hitting its peak as you continue to grind your pussy onto my cock and your body shakes uncontrollably. As your orgasm subsides, I keep you impaled on my cock and pick you up and walk over to the bed. I lay you down and climb on to you. I continue to shower you with kisses and I slowly fuck you. Since I know how much you love it from behind, I take my cock out of you and roll you on your side so we are spooning as I put my cock back into your awaiting pussy. 

I begin my final assault on your pussy. I lift your leg up so I can get deeper into your body. As I lick and kiss your neck, you reach down and start to play with your clit. After it seems like we are fucking for hours, we both feel the start of our final climaxes of the evening. I want to look into your eyes as I shoot my load deep into your pussy. I roll you onto your back and enter your pussy again. We begin fuck slowly, looking into each other's eyes. Our bodies are about to explode as we both begin to climax. I grab your legs and lift them as high and spread them as wide as I can. 

I am hitting depths that I haven't hit before. We embrace and kiss as we both orgasm at the same time. We collapse as we are total spent from an evening of exploring each other's bodies. I take off the condom and throw it away and come back to lie next to you. We kiss one last time before we lie down and fall asleep in each other's arms...

I wake up just before dawn and go to the washroom. You are laying there in all of your beauty completely naked with your legs slightly spread. When I come back from the bathroom, you have rolled onto your back. I think about going back to sleep but I see your pussy staring back at me just wanting to be licked. I lie down between your legs and start to slowly lick around your pussy lips, trying to be gentle so I don't wake you just yet. You move your body slightly as I get bolder. 

I start to finger your pussy as you start to moan with pleasure. I'm no longer being gentle as start an all out finger and tongue assault on your aroused pussy. You finally wake up as I start to pinch your nipples. You tell me how much you want to suck on my cock. I am still not finished with your pussy so I lay down on my back. You mount my face while I continue to bring you closer to orgasm. You take my cock deeper than you had the previous night. Your mouth sucking the head and then plunging it deep into your throat. You continue to do this as you play with my balls. 

I feel your body start to shudder as another orgasm starts to hit your body. You take my cock out of your mouth and start to orgasm and I create a vacuum over your clit with my mouth. The feeling starts to become too intense as you beg for me to stop. I love feeling your body shake in orgasm and I continue to suck your clit while I my fingers work over your pussy. 

As you come down from your orgasm, you start to take my cock in your mouth but I stop you. I want to fuck you again. I take you into the bathroom and start the shower. I want to fuck you standing up. I get into the shower behind you and bend you over slightly. I then enter your hot pussy from behind. I start slowly and pick up the pace. I begin to slam into your pussy as you start screaming my name. I grab your ass checks and spread them a little as I fuck you even harder. 

I look down and there is room in the shower for us to be on the ground so I lower us down to the ground and you stay facing away from my and begin to bounce on my cock. I sit up a little and reach around and start to play with your clit yet again. The hot water is covering our bodies, washing away the sweat as soon as it begins to form on us. I stop and turn around face me and re-mount my glistening cock. You have told me that you don't like to be on top but you don't care at this point. 

You just want my cock in your pussy. You begin to rock back and forth as I start to fondle your tits. I love the feel of them. I reach up and bring your face to mine and we begin to kiss again as my cock travels in and out of your pussy. I start to feel my balls to heat up as I know that I am going to cum for the 4th time with you. Your body begins the same familiar shake so I know that you are starting to orgasm as well. I keep kissing you but I grab your hips and start violently thrusting my hips upward to fuck you even faster. Our bodies erupt as we orgasm at the same time again. 

As the come down from our orgasms, we stand up and decide it would probably be a good idea to stay in the shower and get cleaned up. We wash each other and pay special to each other's sex parts. I know that if we continue this way, there is no way that we will leave the room. We rinse off and get out of the shower and dry each other off. We get ready for the day ahead. We leave the room and give each other a kiss for the day. 

I head one way and you head the other knowing that this was the start of something very special.