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Putting On A Show

By: vangoh971



This story happened 14 years ago when I was 18 years old. My girlfriend Jenny and I were at a friends house on a Saturday night doing what most 18 year olds did back then. Mostly this consisted of drinking and listening to tunes. Somewhere through out the festivities a few of us started playing Pictionary. Jenny got up to the big pad of paper taped to the wall and started drawing her picture for the rest of us to guess what it was. She started by drawing a stickman, but her stick man had a stick hard on, with his stick hand on it. I quickly yelled out “MASTURBATION!” and we all laughed as she sat down. I then got up to take my turn drawing pictures. Someone quickly guessed it and I sat back down beside Jenny. I looked at her through my drunken haze with a quizzical look on my face and asked her why she drew what she did. She replied because it makes her hot and then she playfully slapped my arm. I left it at that.

A week later, Jenny was over at my house and we were in my bedroom. My parents were out for the day visiting and we had the house to ourselves. We had just moved into the house so the only things set up in my room were my bed and my computer on the floor. I hadn’t get around to setting up my computer desk yet. The computer was a Commodore 64 (remember those). This was before the days of Windows, and the screen was blue with a flashing cursor in the top left-hand corner. Jenny was lying on her stomach on the floor in front of the computer tapping the keys. I went over and lay down beside her and typed in the computer.

“Hello Jenny” came up on the screen.

She then typed and “Hello Steve” came up on the screen below.

This was before the days of Internet, web browsers and chat rooms, but Jenny and I had just invented the first ever chat room. Even though we were lying right beside each other we still felt like we could tell each things we couldn’t say in person. The correspondence went something like this. 

“ How are you feeling Steve”

“With my hands hopefully”

“Your bad”

“You know me well, but I’d feel better if I was feeling you”

“You wish, are you horny or something?”

“I’m an 18 year old male, of course I’m horny.”

“What are we going to do about that.”

I think I should mention at this point that Jenny and I had not had sex at this point in our relationship. So far our love life had consisted of necking, heavy petting, and me sucking on her tits once. At this point in our “chat” my cock was becoming very hard and I was getting uncomfortable because I was lying on my stomach. I had to shift around to let if grow in my pants. Jenny noticed this.

“Hopefully something fun” I replied. 

“Jenny can I ask you a question”

“Sure”

“Why did you draw the stick man jacking off the other night?”

“Because it turns me on”

“A guy jacking off turns you on?”

“Yes it does”

“Have you ever seen a guy masturbating”

“No, but I would like to”

“Would you like to watch me masturbate” My heart was pounding and breathing was coming very short now.

“Yes”

“Ok I will, but what would you do for me?”

“What would you like?”

“I know you’re not ready for sex, but would you let me play with you, explore you”

“Ok”

“Will you talk dirty to me while I’m masturbating for you?”

“Yes”

At this point, chat room time was over. I stood up and took off my socks and shirt. I asked Jenny to go over and sit on the end of the bed. She stood up and went over to the bed. By know her cheeks were very red and flushed with excitement. I went and stood in front of her and unzipped my pants. Then I turned around facing away from her and dropped my pants and underwear, so she could get a good look at my ass. “Nice butt” she said with a smile. Then I turned around so that my cock was two feet in front of her face. “Her face grew serious and she said, “that’s nice too.”

I walked around her and lay on the bed and spread my legs as I usually do when I masturbate. I then reached down and grabbed a hold of my cock and started to stroke up and down. I looked down the length of my body at Jenny. Her eyes were transfixed on my cock as I stroked it. I asked her if she liked what she saw and she just nodded yes. My body felt charged with electricity because I know she was looking at my cock and balls. My balls were drawn up tight at this point and flaming red. I asked her to come sit up at the top of the bed by me. As I stroked my cock I reached up and felt her breasts with my free hand. She moaned and told me to only touch myself. So I took my free hand and cupped by balls while I stroked my cock. 

She leaned down and whispered in my ear. I could feel her hot breath on my neck as she told me to stroke my cock for her. “Oh yeah that’s it, play with your balls for me. Squeeze them for me” This just about sent me over the edge and I was almost ready to cum. I asked her to grab me some tissues from my knight stand. She shook her head no and said I want to see you cum on yourself. I want to watch the cum shoot from your cock. That did it. I felt my orgasm well up in my balls and shoot through the shaft, in spasm after spasm. The cum arced through the air and landed on my chest and stomach. After the fourth wave, my body relaxed and I just lay there with my softening cock in my hand. I looked up at Jenny and asked her she liked the show. She leaned down and kissed me and replied, “it was everything I thought it would be. Your awesome.”

I said “what is more awesome is, it is now my turn to have some fun.” She smirked and started to remove her sweater. 

Putting on a Show



I heard the giggling downstairs and turned my music up slightly to drown it out. Amanda, my girlfriend, was hosting her first lingerie party for her friends. It was something she had decided to do in her spare time and, seeing as she was a natural born sales-person, I was sure she'd manage to shift a few bits and pieces to her friends. I had been banished to the bedroom for the night, as there was going to be 5 drunk, giggling girls trying on underwear in my front room. How I wanted to be a fly on the wall there! I fondled my balls casually as I imagined them all spending their hard earned money on lingerie and sex toys, modelling them for one another.

The party had been going for an hour or so when I heard footsteps creaking up the stairs. I paused my music and listened closely; whoever was approaching was trying to be sneaky about it. Suddenly the door burst open and all four of Amanda's friends burst into the room giggling and stumbling, a couple still with wine glasses in their hands. There was her sister, Rhia and three other friends, Jemma, Nicola and Hannah, but no sign of Amanda.

'Nathan!' Rhia said, giggling. 'I hope we weren't... you know... interrupting anything!' The insinuation that I had been wanking was clear and brought fresh giggles from the rest of the girls. I flushed a little and smiled.

'Hi girls... are we all a bit giggly and tipsy?'

'No' Jemma pouted.

'We need your opinion on an outfit,' Hannah stated, reaching behind the door and dragging Amanda into the room. 'She doesn't know whether you'd like it or not. What do you think?'

'Wow,' was all I could gasp as my scantily clad girlfriend was thrust before my eyes. She wore a see through, baby pink nightgown which fell to the top of her thigh and left nothing to the imagination. Her large, natural tits were clearly visible through the fabric, she had taken her bra off and her nipples stood proud and erect on her chest. She was proud of her slim and slender body and obviously felt no embarrassment at being almost nude in front of her friends. She still wore her knickers, but beyond that, she may as well have been nude. She adopted a mock look of shyness as she twirled for me. My cock began to swiftly stiffen in my boxer shorts.

'Well?' Hannah asked, raising an eyebrow and glancing towards my crotch, where a tent pole was beginning to form.

'I love it.' I said finally, drinking in her youthful, firm beauty.

'We can tell!' Jemma said, drawing all attention to my state of arousal; the fact that I was wearing loose fitting boxers and just a pair of tracksuit bottoms over, had given plenty of room for my cock to grow and show. A moment of silence filled the room as I felt all eyes staring at my cock. An almost overwhelming desire to pull it out and show it off nearly got the better of me. I was proud of my cock, which was above average in length and was nice and thick, I wanted to squeeze it roughly and make the purple head swell and throb for the girls. It was now so stiff that it ached; finally it was Nicola, a shy looking, geeky girl with long, straight black hair that broke the silence.

'We should leave Nathan in peace,' she said, although her eyes kept flicking to my throbbing cock. The girls reluctantly left; on her way out Amanda tipped me a wink and shook her tits side to side for me, causing them to jiggle on her chest.

'Save that for later,' she mouthed as she left.

I was shocked at what had just happened, but put it down to the wine that the girls had been drinking. Amanda had never been shy and retiring with her body and she loved to get naughty in public places; but she had never so brazenly bared herself before her friends and sister like that to my knowledge. She also seemed quite comfortable with everybody checking out my cock too; I was intrigued to see if anything else would happen as the night went on.

Inevitably, something did happen. Around a half hour after they had burst into the room, I heard my name being called from downstairs. Feeling nervous and excited I padded down the stairs and knocked on the living room door. 'Did you call me?' I asked through the door.

'Come in Nathan!' I heard Rhia's voice from within. 'We need another opinion!'

I pushed the door open, expecting to see my girlfriend in another revealing outfit, but the first person I saw as the door swung open was Amanda; who had re-dressed in her jeans and shirt. As I stepped into the room it became clear to me that the opinion was required for Hannah, a very slim and slender woman who had large, natural breasts for her frame. She was quite plain looking most of the time, but had a subtle prettiness; her face was framed by her naturally curly brown hair. I gasped as I saw the outfit that she wore; it was pure slut schoolgirl, her breasts were almost bursting out of the tight shirt, which had only one button and left her smooth, flat midriff completely exposed too. The skirt covered less than a belt would and her red French knickers were clearly visible; black fishnets completed the outfit, showing off her slender, toned legs and pretty little feet. She twirled as I stood, mouth agape, giving me a great flash of her tight, round ass. 

I looked to Amanda who was studying my reaction, her face slightly flushed. 'What do you think?' She asked; I noticed her nipples poking through the fabric of her t-shirt and realised that she remained bra-less. 'Will her boyfriend like it?'

'I think so.' I answered, mouth dry and cock rising to attention as I drank in the sight of Hannah from head to toe, staring at her chest, willing the button to give and allow her breasts to spill free.

'We don't have to ask if you like it.' Rhia giggled as I realised that once again, my cock was the centre of attention.

'While you're down here, we've got a favour to ask you honey.' Amanda spoke to me, but stared straight at my cock. 'Jemma wants to buy one of these comedy thongs for her husband,' she said as she pulled out a thong which had a banana as a pouch. 'But she wants to know what it looks like on, and you're about the same size as him.' She threw me the thong. 'Be a dear and model it for us.'

I didn't know what to say. They wanted me to get almost naked and parade for them in a thong? Was this some kind of test from Amanda?

'Come on Nathan,' Jemma interjected, 'help your lady to make a sale why don't you?' I shrugged my shoulders and left the room, taking the thong with me into the kitchen; I would do it if they wanted me to, but I wasn't about to get completely naked in front of them... just yet.

I stripped myself off in the kitchen, my cock bouncing up and down happily as I finally freed it from its restraints. I gave it a couple of minutes to shrink a little as I couldn't really squeeze it into the tiny, tight thong otherwise. I looked in the mirror and thought that the thong looked pretty foolish, but I guess it was supposed to. I wasn't ashamed of my body; I did a bit of exercise, but I was naturally slim without being really toned. I thought I looked ok.

Judging by the wolf whistles and cat calls I received as I strutted into the living room, so did my girlfriend and her friends. I warmed quickly to the attention and put on quite a modelling show, twirling and performing a few little moves to much giggling and lewd behaviour. My cock was never less than semi-erect and loved the attention that the girls were paying. By this time Amanda's face was fully flushed and I could tell that she was getting incredibly turned on by showing me off this way. Her face wasn't the only one that was flushed and, by the time I decided to put a little end to my show and retreat to the kitchen, the whistles and calls had died down to a sexually charged silence. In the kitchen I decided to leave my boxer shorts off and only re-dressed into my bottoms and t-shirt. I picked up the discarded thong from the floor and walked back into the living room, where the girls were drinking again but not really chatting.

'Are you buying these then?' I asked as I tossed them to Jemma. She caught them and giggled.

'After that performance? It would be a crime not to!'

'Everyone's bought loads baby!' Amanda exclaimed delightedly, before lowering her voice to a conspirational whisper, that everyone could hear anyway; 'Nicola even bought herself a sex toy... but shh' she shushed loudly and looked at her shy friend; 'she's shy about it and doesn't want anyone to know that she masturbates.'

'Amanda!' Nicola protested as she fidgeted in her chair and flushed a deep red colour, making her look cute and sexy. I laughed and took a seat on the floor at Amanda's feet, grabbing her bare foot and idly rubbing it for a minute.

'Mmm, that's nice.' She purred 'You give such a good foot massage. 'Hannah says that her boyfriend never gives her a foot massage.'

'It's true' Hannah spoke from across the room; she still wore the slutty outfit and didn't seem embarrassed at all by the fact that the whole room could see her knickers. 'That's why I bought some massage oil tonight to encourage him to give me one.'

'I've got an idea.' Amanda spoke, 'why doesn't Nathan give you a massage right now? Then you can tell Phillip how you like it when he gives one.' I couldn't believe I was hearing this; Amanda knew how turned on I got from giving foot massages. She actually wanted to watch me touch her friend in a very sexual and personal way.

'That would be so nice.' Hannah spoke as she uncrossed her ankles and bounced her dainty, stocking clad feet up and down. 

'Step to it then Mr' Amanda said, prodding me forward with her foot. 'The rest of us will watch, maybe the others can pick up a few tips too for their men.'

'I need your stockings off first.' I said to Hannah, who simply raised her eyebrows.

'Well take them off then,' she replied. With trembling hands I reached out and touched her right thigh, inches away from her panty covered pussy. Her skin was cool and smooth to the touch. 'Your hands are lovely and warm,' she whispered as I rolled down her stocking. Her feet were beautiful, with tiny toes and a high, curved arch; I loved the way that the stockings rolled off of them. My cock throbbed and twitched, fully erect by the time I had removed both of her stockings. Hannah watched as I stripped her stockings, her eyes ablaze, chewing her bottom lip softly as she saw how her feet aroused me. She handed me the oil.

For the next ten minutes I became absorbed with my work, massaging each foot expertly and with all the care and attention that they deserved; how her boyfriend could neglect such perfect little feet was beyond me. Every now and again she would let out a contented purr to let me know how much she was enjoying it; not that she needed to make noise, as the deepening wet patch on her panties told me all I needed to know. 

The others watched intently, nobody spoke. The four other girls squirmed every now and again in their seats, their faces flushed with arousal. Nicola's face was so red by this time that I thought she might actually explode. Precum oozed from the tip of my cock and I longed to take Hannah's foot to my mouth and suck on her perfect little toes. I knew that I shouldn't cross that line though, unless Amanda asked me to. I had to stop eventually though, because I knew that if I continued much longer that I would get carried away.

'Wow,' Hannah gasped as I gently laid her foot to rest on the floor, 'that was unbelievable! I've got tingles everywhere.'

'Did you enjoy that too sweety?' Amanda asked, her voice thick with lust. I looked at her and nodded. 'Show me,' she whispered, trailing a finger lightly across her stomach, 'show us all.'

The room fell absolutely silent as I stood to my feet and looked around the room. 'You sure?' I asked Amanda, as I hooked my thumb underneath my t-shirt. She bit her bottom lip and nodded. I lifted the t-shirt up and tossed it aside, standing before the room now in only my tracksuit bottoms, my cock throbbing and stiff. I slid them down slowly, revealing my swollen member to the five women in the room, drawing gasps and soft moans in response.

'I told you that it was thick,' she said to the room 'he always gets this turned on by giving foot massages. Almost as turned on as I get receiving them.' 

'You're not the only one,' Hannah said, 'I'm so wet; I've never known anything like it.' Amanda gasped softly.

'Play with your cock for us all Nathan.' Amanda said to me, caressing her breasts openly now in front of her sister and friends, 'show us all how you wank.'

Standing in the middle of the room, dizzy with excitement and adrenaline I took hold of my cock and gripped it tightly, feeling 5 pairs of eyes on my member. I couldn't believe how turned on I was and I almost came there and then with the sheer excitement of it all. Slowly I ran my hand up and down its length, looking around the room as I did. Amanda had slid a hand under her t-shirt to better play with her tits, she looked me in the eyes as I masturbated; I had never seen them so full of lust and passion before, I couldn't quite believe how much this turned her on.

'It's so thick,' I heard Jemma whisper. I took a step over in her direction and stood before her, working my hand up and down the length so that she could have a good look. I heard a gasp from beside her and turned to watch Hannah as a hand disappeared into her knickers. I couldn't believe she was going to play with herself too! I watched the shape of her hand as she began to rub circles around her clitoris as she watched me wanking. Precum dripped from my cock and landed on the wooden panelled floor at her feet. She saw this and rubbed her toes into my fluid, gasping with pleasure as she did. 

I turned back around and saw that my wife too had slid a hand into her jeans and was now masturbating along with me, rubbing her pussy as she watched me masturbate for her friends. Jemma and Rhia began to rub themselves through their jeans too, but Nicola sat and squirmed in her chair, completely flushed, but not touching herself. I stepped forward in her direction, gripping my cock and working my hand up and down it for her. She shrank back slightly from it, gasping for breath as she did. Her breath caught in ragged gasps and she gripped the arms of the chair she was sat in, her knuckles turning white.

'My God Nic!' I heard Rhia gasp, 'are you coming?' Nicola nodded and screwed her eyes shut as she gasped and squirmed in her seat, climaxing without even touching herself.

'I can't take any more!' I heard Amanda exclaim. I turned and watched as she stood and stripped herself quickly, reaching into her box of tricks to retrieve a vibrator. I gasped as I watched her sit back on the sofa, next to her sister and press the head of the vibrator against her swollen, shaved pussy. 'Ohhhhh,' she gasped as she slid the head of the purple sex toy inside herself, coating it with her slick juices. Jemma too now decided to slide her panties down. I watched as she revealed a trimmed, blonde pussy and slid two fingers deep and easily inside of herself.

'This is so naughty and wrong;' I heard Rhia whisper as she rubbed her pussy through her jeans and fondled her large, fake breasts through her top.

'Yes it is,' Amanda, her sister, replied beside her, as she worked the vibrator deep inside of herself.

'I want to suck it.' Rhia whispered, her face flush, her hand pressing hard against her clit.

'Ohhhhh.' Amanda wailed as she came, squirting pussy juice onto the leather sofa, climaxing at the thought of watching her sister suck my cock. 'Do it,' she wailed as she came, biting her lip hard.

I couldn't believe what was happening. I watched, mesmerised as my girlfriend's sister dropped to her knees in front of me and opened her mouth. I removed my hand and guided my head into her warm, wet mouth; feeling her tongue slide up my shaft as it entered. My head span. I looked at Amanda, who sat, her eyes transfixed on her sister's mouth as she swallowed my length; working the vibrator frantically now in and out of her dripping wet pussy. I took a look around the room and saw Jemma hammering away at her pussy with her fingers, while Hannah, now pantie-less, was rubbing a small vibrator that she had no doubt bought earlier against her clit. The pool of her juices underneath her telling me that she had already climaxed at least once.

'Does my sister give good head?' Amanda moaned through gasps.

'Mmmm-hmmm,' was all I could manage as Rhia swirled her tongue around my head, fondling my balls with one free hand, while the other was busy in her own panties.

Moans of pleasure filled the room as all the girls, Nicola included now, played with their pussies while Rhia sucked my cock. I looked around and made eye contact with them all, letting them know how much they turned me on as they masturbated.

'Lay down.' Amanda spoke. I grudgingly withdrew my cock from Rhia's mouth and lay on the floor; without hesitation and to my delight, Rhia quickly pounced upon my dick once more, taking me deep in her throat and looking me in the eyes as she blew me. I knew I would not last much longer and, when Amanda sat on my face, I felt my climax coming nearer and nearer. I flicked my tongue out, eating my girlfriend's dripping wet pussy as she ground herself roughly on my face, achieving climax within seconds and flooding me with her juices. I could hold on no longer and felt my own climax hit me like a freight train.

I moaned into Amanda's pussy as I came hard, twitching and jerking on the floor as I emptied my load into me girlfriend's sister's mouth. She swallowed and swallowed, taking my load deep into her stomach, while Amanda continued to ride my face. Finally spent I felt myself shrinking in Rhia's mouth, drained and satisfied. The girls rolled off either side, gasping for breath following their own orgasms.

'Thanks for an unforgettable night' Nicola said as she hugged Amanda on the way out. She gave me a hug too, pressing her body hard against me as she did. 'Hope to see you both again soon.' As she left Amanda looked to me and laughed.

'She certainly came out of her shell a bit tonight!' She was the last to leave; the rest had gone shortly after we had all come down. Jemma and Hannah seemed slightly embarrassed by it all and Rihannnon didn't really speak after I had shot my load into her mouth, but all hugged us both on the way out to let us know that they didn't regret anything.

Amanda and I went to bed, but didn't mention what had happened just yet. I think we wanted to process the events ourselves. We went to sleep cuddling in the spoons position, drained and spent from our exertions. I knew we would have to talk about it the next day, but there and then I was just totally blown away by what had happened. 



Putting On A Show



I'm flying to meet my soon to be lover. We met, of all places, craigslist. Two lonely hearts looking for someone to play with. We have chatted, texted and emailed for weeks. We have shared experiences, we have shared things that turn each other on. We are both so horny it is crazy. I'm ready to explode. And to top it off, I feel like everyone is looking at me, with knowing eyes. It doesn't help – its one of his fantasies and I agreed to play it out. 

I am wearing a sweater, a nice conservative peach button down. It fits along my body. It is a sweater I could (and have) worn to church. Except....I don't have a bra on. And the wool is rubbing my nipples constantly and they are hard and aching. I have large breasts, its apparent I don't have a bra on....the sweater fits to tight not to know, or not to see my hard, aching nipples.

And my skirt. It's a nice long skirt, very conservative. Except, I have no panties on. My freshly shaven pussy is tense, with anticipation, with terror. Do they know I don't have panties on? I'm on a plane for goodness sake....almost naked, but covered. Oh God!

I am still burning with shame from going through security. My carryon bag is full of toys I have purchased for him to pleasure me with this weekend. The guys saw them, in fact, they actually searched my luggage after the scan. It was awful, and so powerful. 

When the plane lands I reach into the overhead bin and pull down my bag. I feel a hand clamp on my ass and jump. A man laughs deliciously, and says, Oh – that's what I thought. I blush and hurry off the plane. 

I do have thigh high stockings and heels on, and I know my makeup is perfect. I feel powerful, but oh so slutty. I find the exit I am meeting him at and walk out into the cold afternoon. The wind whips under my skirt, freezing my pussy and ass. Wow, I can't believe how hard my nipples are right now!

I spy his truck and walk towards it with a sinking heart. How the hell am I going to climb up in their dressed the way I am. My skirt is just past my knees, but with heels, I am going to have to swing my legs and ..... 

He smiles knowingly. He pulls me forward and kisses my cheeks – so European! Then he slides his hand to my waist and offers to help me into the truck. His eyes gleam and I nod and blush. He opens the door and his left hand remains at my waist, but his right hand slides under my skirt, past my stocking and reaches and spreads my pussy lips. The cold shoots inside me, while the heat floods my pussy. He flicks his finger between my folds and I am seated. 

He looks into my eyes and reaches between my legs, under the seat where he pulls a large dildo out. "Suck it" he says. I gasp, but obligingly open my lips. 

His hand slides under my ass and he has me stretch up from the seat, spreading my legs. The ice cold phallus, slightly warmed from my saliva is pushed deeply into my frozen pussy. It is so cold, it is shocking. My nipples are so tight and hard they hurt! The dildo is lodged deep into me and I am sitting on the seat. I know that each and every bump will drive it deeper and deeper into me.

He pulls the seatbelt around me, then reaches to my top button on my sweater and unbuttons it, then the next, then the next. It's a conservative sweater, but with these three buttons undone, the sides of large, bare breasts can be seen. 

He nods and closes the door. I glance out the window and see the stares of four college aged boys. I blush to the roots of my hair. You climb in your side and look over and wink at them. I want to fade, but you reach over and pull my sweater back, my nipple pops out and you give it a pinch, watching their faces. It is almost comical how big their eyes bulge. You chuckle and we pull away.

I knew it, the dildo fucks me hard and well every time we hit a bump. About twenty minutes into this torment, you unzip your fly and pull out your handsome cock. You instruct me to blow you. I eagerly pull my seat belt off and lay across the seat, taking your pulsing dick into my hot mouth. God, you taste good. Musky, a manly man's smell. 

I roll your hard cock in my mouth, sucking you deep and stroking your cock with my tongue. I lick, lave, nibble, suck and suction your dick. I don't even know when you pull up my skirt, but your hand is on the dildo and you pump in in and out of my now drenched pussy. I suck more and more of you into my mouth. God this is good. I know your driving by the semi trucks, I can hear the horns....and I know you want them to see me, sucking your cock while you play with my pussy. We are giving them a hell of a 10 second show. 

I feel a change of speed, and hear your laughter. I can't see whats happening, so you tell me. "we are right next to a truck. I thought we would give him a longer show. He is loving your pussy." So said, he slipped the dildo out farther and then rammed it back in. I almost came, but I knew the rule. Not until he said so. Oh my God! My pussy flooded – I could feel the truck drivers eyes on my pumped pussy.

Oh – we are changing lanes. Thank goodness.....if I felt his hungry eyes another minutes I was going to cum. And I am not allowed to, not yet. 

All of a sudden I feel you tense, and then gobs of cum flood my mouth. Your hand is tangled in my hair and you hold my head in place. I gasp and swallow, I don't know what else to do. I have never swallowed cum before, something you knew. You release me and tell me to sit up. I slide back to my spot and put the seat belt back on.

My pussy is soaked. 

I am in shock – I liked the taste of your cum. This is new – I have to think about it, but I can't think. You had inserted the dildo so deep, and each bump is driving it in and out of me and I want to cum, but I am not allowed. I am a mess. We pull into the hotel parking lot. A rather nice hotel. You shake a finger at me and come to my side of the truck and help me out, leaving the dildo impaled inside of me. You whisper that if it falls out, there will be hell to pay.

I clamp my legs together, trying to keep the dildo deep inside of me as we walk into the hotel. You fiend, you know my dilemma and are making me take too long of strides. The dildo is slipping and I am locking all of my muscles around it to keep it buried inside. I didn't know, but you checked us in earlier, so no need to stop at the front desk. We get on the elevator and you slide your hand under my skirt and grab the end of the dildo, pumping it in and out of me while we gain our floor. You release the dildo and we step out.

The door opens and we walk out – going to our room. The door opens and you push me in. I stumble and the dildo slips out of my soaking pussy. You laugh and tell me what a bad girl I am. Coming behind me your hands roam over my body, pinching my nipples through the sweater, touching my throbbing, hungry pussy. Stroking my clit. I want more, I need more and you just tease. You unzip my skirt and it billows to the floor.

Your roaming fingers unbutton the rest of my sweater and you playfully pinch my nipples. You drop to your knees and suck my clit into your mouth. My legs grow weak and I want to fall back on the bed, but your hands wrap around my ass and your talented tongue and mouth attacks my clit. It is full on assault and I am weak with desire. I'm going to cum, and I reach down to pull your head away. You grab me harder and probe and flick faster. I can't help it, I cum. It is electrifying. I shudder and gasp as you lick and suck all my juices from my hot pussy.

Smiling, you rise. "You know, you weren't supposed to cum. You will be punished." I want to protest, but know this is part of our game. I drop my head in despair and watch in horrid fascination as you remove a paddle from a bag. You lay it on the bed and stroke it almost lovingly. 

Turning you smile and tell me to put on my swimsuit. I look up in shock and surprise. You laugh, "oh no, little one, this is for later. Let's go play in the pool for a while first." We both put on swimsuits and head down to the very nice pool. A steaming hot tub is in one corner and a very clean, sparkling pool awaits us. The glass walls are frosted over from the exotic heat of the pool, while the bitter cold wants to take over.

We are in luck, nobody's at the pool. It is our own private playland. We dive into the pool, laughing and touching, and playing in the cool water. Your hands constantly slid into my suit and play with my pussy. I am hot, wanting you again. I know I can and will be punished, but I don't care. This feels too good to care. Your hand becomes more and more insistent and I weaken. I know if I am not careful, I will cum again. I stroke your throbbing cock and you pull me out of the pool, to the hot tub. 

We sink in the blissfully hot water and the jets take off. You pull me to your lap and I am surprised to find your cock free of your swim trunks. You pull the crotch of my swimsuit to the side and slide your hard cock into my grasping pussy. While you fuck me under the swirling water, your hand rubs and pulls on my clit. We are alone, but anyone can come in, at any minute. I am terrified of discovery, but can't or won't stop you. It feels to good and I am so turned on by the chance of discovery. Your dick pounds into my pussy, faster and faster and I feel your ejaculation deep in my cunt. Your final pinch of my clit pushes me over the edge and I cum, violently.

I glance to the left and gasp. A man has been watching us the whole time, his knowing and laughing eyes burn into my very soul. I want to cower in shame, but you smile happily and reach up and pull my top down, exposing my breasts. You then tell him you understand his need to look at such a s sight. My blush is all encompassing and you relent and let me cover back up. We step out of the now quiet hot tub and the man tells you that he will forget what he saw, for a price.

"And your price is...?" you ask.

"Send her over here, I want to see and touch her pussy." I glance at you in fear and terror. Surely you won't....

"See and touch – no intercourse" you state firmly. You grab my shoulders and walk me to him. I'm confused, but so turned on too. He grabs my leg and puts it on the arm of his chair. You hold my shoulders and he moves the crotch to the side, exposing my sex to his dark, penetrating eyes. He is about 60, and he begins to flick my clit and then inserts a finger deep into my vagina. 

You squeeze my shoulders, comforting me with your presence, but I am scared, turned on, confused. He pumps his finger in and out a few time, and then pulls him finger to his mouth and tastes my juices.

"God – she's a hot one boy. Good luck." You laugh and agree and we head back to the room. 

Your arms are around me, and you whisper how proud you are of me. When we enter the room, you tell me to go ahead and take the first shower....you need to set up our next game. I laugh and head in.

I should have watched you......when I exited the shower I freeze.....oh my - - - but that's another story!



Putting on a Show



I heard the soft thump of my wife's bare feet on our tile floor before she came into the living room. I was reclined on the sofa, my cold beer sitting on the floor half full, watching the Sunday afternoon football game. 

"Nick?" My wife, Michelle, called ahead of herself as she entered the room. "Honey, do you want to come and take a dip with me?"

I was in the middle of forming my first syllable when I turned my head to her and my jaw dropped. Michelle has always been a bombshell in my eyes, with her large breasts, heart-shaped ass, and long, thick, brown locks; but no one else could deny that she looked positively stunning in her swimsuit. It was a white monokini (a one-piece with very little connecting top to bottom) with a thick strip of fabric covering her tight abs. The top of the suit had a tight band underneath her bust to push her already sizeable 34 C breasts up and together, making them look a cup size or two larger. The bottom of the suit was low rise and cut in a way that let the bottom half of her butt cheeks hang out.

Michelle flashed me a smile that could stop a man's heart, her almond-shaped hazel eyes sparkling in the half-light, and she asked again, "Do you want to come out to the pool with me?"

I nodded dumbly and mumbled about meeting her outside. She smiled again and turned out of the room. I watched her rump sway with her hips as it jiggled lightly with each step. Looking back on that day, I think she knew exactly what effect this was all having on me.

I stepped into the bright sun of my backyard in just my trunks, a fresh beer in one hand, and a margarita that I'd just whipped up in the other. Michelle had her long hair in a messy bun while she lightly treaded water in our in ground pool. We'd gotten the pool installed when we first moved in about 2 years ago, and it had made our house the party hub of the block. It was nice to have the backyard to ourselves on the occasional weekend, though.

Michelle heard me set the drinks down and turned. She mockingly whistled and hollered at me, "Yeah, baby. Show me the goods!" She said, teasingly.

I knew this was playful revenge for the way I stared her down like a horny teenager in the house, but it isn't like my body is anything to be ashamed of. Michelle and I keep each other motivated for exercise, and the result has been quite pleasant. I developed tight, corded muscle, giving me a very nice toned look, although my Norse heritage left me all but completely unable to get a tan, so I was a little pale for my liking. Michelle ended up with a rock-hard core and a butt that is the perfect mix of fat and muscle, which made her undeniably attractive.

I left the drinks near our deck chairs, and jumped into the pool, careful to splash my wife some as I dove in. I surfaced and slowly paddled over to her, wrapping my arms around her and pinning her against a wall of the pool. She gave me a soft and slow kiss, the kind that gives you a buzz at the back of your skull and a warmth in the crotch of your pants. We broke the kiss, both of us smiling. The silence was as erotic as the position we were in, and I thought it'd be fun to lead Michelle on for a bit.

I swam away and she followed. We did some leisurely laps, making small talk as we moved through the water. Not much later we stepped out of the pool and laid down to let the sun dry us while we sipped on our drinks and enjoyed the day.

As we sat lounging on the deck chairs, I glanced at my gorgeous wife's body. Lying back like this, her breasts were moved as far apart as the suit would allow, and I could see some of the skin peeking out the sides of the top. Her water on her bust gleamed in the pleasant summer day, and I gazed transfixed. My eyes wandered more, and I noticed that the water had rendered her suit slightly transparent. Her quarter sized brown nipples had hardened with a slight breeze, and the resulting points on her top made noticing them even easier. 

My eyes traveled downwards, tracing the concave scoop of the fabric on her stomach down to the low-rise bottom. I almost started drooling when I saw the slight camel toe in her suit, and my thoughts traveled to images of myself lapping up the sweet juices from her soft, shaven pussy.

When my gaze came back up, I caught Michelle spying on me before she quickly closed them as if she wasn't staring. Her grin betrayed her, and she finally couldn't keep it in anymore, "Nice boner, tiger."

I looked down and realized I had a sizable tent in my trunks. I guess all the staring had gone to my head, but it definitely wasn't an erection to be ashamed of. 

"Sorry." I said, returning her playful grin, "You just have a way with me."

"I know." She responded as she untied the suit behind her neck and pulled the fabric off her breasts, "These wouldn't have anything to do with that, would they?" She asked as she cupped her tits and shook them softly.

I sarcastically shook my head as I stared at her plump, natural breasts. The suit clearly had push-up in mind, but Michelle didn't need any help in that department. Her nipples were still hard, but I guessed that it was a response to excitement rather than chill at this point. The stiff points they made were too much for my self control, and I dove in, greedily sucking on her right breast as I fondled her left. 

Michelle didn't mind, and she leaned her head back and moaned softly in response to the new stimulation. I glanced up at her, and switched my mouth to her other breast. I was about to shift my attention back to her chest when I noticed some movement in our next-door neighbor's house.

On the second floor, in the rear corner facing our backyard, our neighbor had wanted more light in his TV room, so he had floor-to-ceiling windows installed. We didn't mind, especially once we found out that we can see his very attractive blonde wife doing yoga completely nude on the weekdays (something that got both of us going, despite my wife supposedly not being bi). It was today though that the situation was a little reversed. Our neighbor's son, Tom, was staring at the scene in our yard over the arm of the couch while one of his friends gazed on from the background.

I kept sucking her nipple, not wanting to alarm Michelle. I knew the boys were over 18, so I figured a little nudity couldn't hurt them, and I was finding incredible excitement from being watched. I broke the suction from my wife's nipple and brought my head up to give her a deep tongue kiss. Between kisses, I muttered, "Don't freak out, but we have an audience."

"Oh, really?" She whispered back, "Do you want to move this inside?"

I lightly shook my head, trying not to betray our conversation to our watchers, "Not unless you want to."

Michelle's smile was back, "This is a bit of a thrill. Mind if I get a look?"

"Not if you suck my cock while you do." I smiled back. 

"Deal." She said, as she slipped out from underneath me.

I took her place on the deck chair and eagerly ripped off my trunks, letting my 8 inch erection bounce out of the waist band and slap my stomach. Michelle moaned softly as she caressed the smooth skin around my shaft with one hand and pinched her own nipple with the other. I saw her eyes subtly look up to the windows as her hand drew up around the base of my penis. She made a tight fist and pulled up gently, drawing a clear drop of precum from my rock-hard cock.

"Mmmmm", she moaned, as she licked the thick fluid from my helmet. She moved her head down and back up, drawing her tongue along the bottom of my shaft and getting rewarded with more pre. Without warning, she sealed her lips around my head and sucked, while simultaneously plunging down to the base of my dick. My abs tensed at the sudden pleasure, and I felt her throat spasm twice before she came up for air. 

She gasped as a thick mixture of spit and salty precum clung in strings to my cock and her lips. She wiped her mouth, licking up some of the mix and using some as lube to jerk my boner. My wife bit her lip seductively before bringing her head down and working her mouth up and down my penis several times. She broke the contact again and moved her mouth down to my sack as her hand kept working my shaft. We made eye contact around my dick, her eyes were a little teary and bloodshot from the gagging, which made the light brown of her iris stand out even more. We held gazes for a few seconds before she looked back up at the neighbor's house.

I was lost in a world of pleasure when she pushed my balls out of her mouth and leaned up to my face, kissing me lightly. 

"This is so hot!" She whispered, putting heavy strain on the last two syllables.

"What are they doing now?" I asked, sharing her sentiments.

"How about you lick me and see for yourself?" She replied, pushing me out of the chair.

She pulled her swimsuit off entirely and planted her feet on either side of the deck chair. I knelt down in front of her, but she was so excited her fingers were already lightly massaging her clitoris. She was moaning softly and using her free hand to play with her breasts when I brought my mouth in and planted a kiss on her labia. My tongue slowly slid out I worked it up and down, just inside the lips when I chanced a glance at our observers.

The boys were now standing at the window, clearly not caring if they were caught, each of them rubbing the bulges in the crotch of their pants. My attention turned back to Michelle as I flicked my tongue rapidly across her clit. She opened her mouth in a silent moan and arched her back slightly, using her hands to bunch up her tits and pinch both nipples hard. I knew I had her right on the edge, so I brought my tongue down the short distance to the opening of her vagina and shove it in, hooking the tip beneath the upper edge of her canal.

Her moan was low but clearly audible. While she recovered, I shifted, bringing my head up and my hips forward. I glanced another look at the window, and both guys had kicked off their pants and were slowly stroking decent sized cocks. I knew what they were waiting for, so I placed the tip of my cock just inside my wife's labia.

"Oooooh. That's what I want." She said, to no one in particular, still in a daze from her last orgasm.

I took that as an open invitation, and quickly drove my lubed-up dick into her moist pussy. She wasn't ready for it, and her second orgasm came faster and harder than the first. I felt the increased heat inside her as a small trickle of extra fluid flowed off of my scrotum. 

I began slowly rocking in and out of her, pulling her right leg up to rest it on my shoulder. I gave her delicate ankle a kiss and looked again at the audience. They were jacking off a little faster now, mouths agape as they watched us go to work. I picked up the pace, letting the moist smack of my balls against her ass build louder and louder until I was thrusting as hard as I could. Michelle's O was building again, and she arched her back and pushed her hips into mine, welcoming another surge of pleasure. I knew when the moment came, and I thrust as deep as I could go, holding myself inside of her.

Michelle's moan was almost a scream as she was rocked by multiple orgasms. A steady gush of fluid seeped around my cock as she cooed and twitched with each wave. She lay back, grinning dumbly with her eyes shut. I let her leg drop, and she laid there for a few more seconds before moving again. She brought her head up and pulled mine down for a passionate kiss.

As our tongues danced together, I put my hands under her knees and brought her thighs upwards, until her knees almost touched her breasts. She rested her feet on my shoulders and moaned slightly as she brought her hand down to rub her clit. Our eyes met again, and I could see the desire and lust in her stare as I brought my hips back for another thrust.

I began pumping again, the vulgar noise of our crotches meeting echoed around the yard, and Michelle was making little noises with every thrust. This time, we both looked up to see our audience pumping their boners hard. I wanted to give them a good finish, so I pushed Michelle's legs up as high as her hips would allow and started pounding against her.

The little noises on each thrust became louder as our orgasms built. I was going for broke and she knew it as she urged me on.

"Cum in that pussy!" she moaned, "I want it, I want it all in my pussy!"

Her dirty talk sent me over the edge, and I grunted, thrusting in as deep as I could. My cock twitched and my balls bounced a few times as I drained a sizeable load into her waiting body. Michelle's simultaneous orgasm made the walls of her vagina ripple and milk more and more cum from my penis. The outpour of fluid from her pussy came with plenty of creamy semen to accompany it, as the sticky fluid dripped out and plastered her asshole with a pearly finish.

I pulled out of her and lay down on the chair next to her. We turned our heads and saw the boys working hard to a finish. Michelle brought her hand down and scooped up a thick wad of our mixed juices, bringing herself a large serving on her fingers. She sucked and licked her hand clean, and I watched the guys shudder and drain large loads onto the glass at the same time. They looked as dazed with pleasure as we were, and I saw them chuckling and high-fiving as they went in search of some paper towels to clean off the window.

Eventually, we picked up our clothes and went to take a steamy, erotic shower together. 



Putting on a Show



"Do you want to fuck tonight?" He casually asks.

"yeah, but if you're tired Sir it's okay." i opine.

"No, I'm not tired. What are you prepared to do for me?" He arches an eyebrow.

"um, i don't know. What ever you want me to do Sir." i bat my eyelashes at Him.

"No. What are you going to do?" He sternly replies.

Crap, i think i just pissed Him off. So not what i wanted or intended.

He continues, "This dick is not for free."

He points to his crotch, "This is some good dick. I'm not saying this to boost my ego. But you do realize the level of commitment I've made to you. And providing for you doesn't come cheap." His gaze burning into mine.

He says anew, "So again, what are you going to do for it?"

Considering my options, i slowly peel my clothes off of me. Standing there nude i ask if i can have my cuffs back. (Still working on Lost My Cuffs -- will post soon) He obliges and helps me put them on. First my ankles, then my wrists.

i don't know what it is exactly about them which makes me feel special. All i know is when i'm wearing them i feel beautiful, sexy, submissive and normal.

Slowly i make my way over to the bed, first grabbing my alien green vibrator and Wahl massager. i lay back against the pillows and seductively spread my legs for Him. He drags the computer desk chair closer to the bed. He sits down, drink in one hand and e-cig in the other.

i hear Him take a deep draw off of the cigarette as my hand snakes down between my thighs. Gilding over my belly, stopping at the top of my mound. Our eyes meet and i wantonly spread my lips revealing my pink folds to His gaze. Another long drag on His cigarette.

"Very nice," He purrs.

"Thank you Sir," i proudly reply.

As my right hand holds myself open to Him, my left hand flicks the switch of the massager and moves it toward my damp furrow. Knowing He is watching is such a huge turn on. i notice i'm extremely damp and i haven't even starting 'playing' yet.

i proceed to put on a show for Him. Teasing my hard little bud with the massager, while penetrating myself with the vibrator. Only after His explicit instruction and permission, was i allowed to cum.

At one point i accidentally whimper my protest to cumming for a third time, my little pearl is hyper-sensitive and too tender. He glowers at me and says, "You're done, when I say you're done."

And with that He stands up, grabs the vibrator from my hand and proceeds to mercilessly fuck me with it. As He does so He commands, "Rub that clit. You better come again for me. Now!"

Hearing His words, and feeling Him plunging the vibrator into me, i squeal with pleasure as i cum again. And again. And Again. And Again. i lost count at how many orgasms He rips from my body. Each one stronger than the one before, reminding me i am His plaything, His pet, His little cum whore.

Once He is satisfied, He undresses and joins me on the bed. Kneeling between my thighs, He secures my ankle cuffs to the harness. Stretching out over my body on top of me, He then fastens my wrist cuffs.

"Let's see if I can get one more out of you."

And then His body slides down mine and His mouth clamps tightly over my slick mound. i buck wildly against Him, futile really, as my restraints kept me where He wants me. my flesh far too sensitive, it almost feels painful to climax again. But just as i thought i couldn't do it, His lips, mouth and tongue whips my body into such a frenzy, i yelp and cum again. And again. And again.

With tears in my eyes, He finally relents. Climbing up my body, He slides into me with one strong thrust. He pauses there for a moment enjoying my firm vice-like grip.

"Mmmmm, you feel so tight and soft little girl," He whispers.

Softly i mumble, "thank you Sir."

And then He was in search of His release. He chest rigid against mine as His hips grind and slam into me. Again and again. A naughty smile crosses my lips as i delight in feeling His body dominating and demanding against mine. Surrendering to His need and His desire to master my entire body -- wholly.

As i start to get lost in my own lust for Him, He lets out a roar. Filling me with His warm, sticky seed. His pelvis grinding into mine, as if drawing every last bit of pleasure from His release.

Our breathing slowly returns to normal as we lay there enjoying the closeness. His body still on and inside of me. My eyes close and i revel in our tranquility. Feeling protected, contented and exceedingly adored. 



Putting on a Show



Scott and Melissa were entertaining Natalie and her husband Ken for an evening of play. While they had played with Natalie before, they hadn't spent a lot of time with her husband. Ken was a quiet man usually. Tall and thin, he had a pleasant smile and a warm demeanor. Melissa spent a good portion of the early evening studying him and she caught a glint of mischief in the man's eye that told her the evening was going well.

As the evening grew longer, Natalie was the first one to make a move. Scott was crossing the room to fetch a drink, when Natalie stepped in front of him, ran her hands up his chest and planted her lips on his. Scott eagerly received her kiss, sliding his tongue between her lips and pulling her close. After he had thoroughly tasted Natalie, he pulled back slowly and looked over to Ken. The man sat on the couch and was grinning broadly, watching his wife being so brazen.

Melissa sat down on the couch beside Ken and ran her hand up his inner thigh, caressing the growing bulge in the man's jeans. Her eyes went to Natalie and nodded subtly. Natalie placed her hands on Scott's face and guided his eyes back to her.

"So, your wife wants to be a good hostess for Ken. She has requested that you sit back and watch for now and if you're really good, you'll be rewarded." She leaned in close, her lips caressing his earlobe and her warm breath washing over his skin. "Think you can be a good boy?"

"I will do my best," Scott said, smiling. Natalie worked at his belt buckle and methodically stripped Scott down to nothing before guiding him into a chair. "Enjoy the show..."

Melissa was helping Ken out of his jeans and the moment his semi-erect cock was free, Melissa lowered her mouth over it, hungrily tasting him and sighing as she ran her tongue along its length. Ken's hand ran lightly up Melissa's back in a tentative gesture, but as Melissa worked him, the light touch became more forceful, gripping Melissa's hair and directing her actions to some degree.

With Ken good and hard, Melissa worked at her own clothes, stripping down quickly all while biting her lower lip as she saw the man's girth. He was larger than Scott and she wanted to see just how much she could take. Gripping his shaft, she lowered herself onto him, slowly allowing him to impale her. Her breath came in a slow, measured inhale as she took in more and more of him. Her eyes locked onto Scott as she drove down the last inch and let out a brief cry of pleasure.

"What do you think, baby? Should I ride him fast and hard, or glide nice and slow?" Melissa asked her husband.

"Start off slow. I want to watch you enjoy it," Scott said.

Melissa pull back upward slowly and rolled her hips slightly as she slid back down. "He's so big... he fills me up really good..." she said.

"Ken, don't be shy," Scott assured the man. "Make her yours. I want to watch her squirm."

Ken reached forward, gripping Melissa's breast from behind and pulled her back against him. He drove up into her and Melissa cried out in pleasure with each thrust. Natalie stripped down as she watched Melissa writhe on her husband's cock.

She straddled Scott and when he moved to put his hands on her, she playfully swatted him aside. "Your time is coming. I'm calling the shots for now."

Natalie lowered herself over Scott's hard cock and slid her slick pussy over his shaft, but refused to allow him to penetrate her. She rolled her hips, grinding against him, but left his view of Melissa unblocked.

Melissa was bouncing vigorously on Ken's lap, her voice starting to get ragged from crying out and the pool of her cum already pooling on Ken. Natalie was grinding against Scott furiously as she watched Melissa's eyes roll back in her skull.

"Fuck... Ken, lay her back... I need some attention too."

Pulling out, Ken guided Melissa onto her back on the couch before crawling in between her legs again and driving in once more. Natalie left Scott, slick with her juices and walked over to straddle Melissa's face. Needing no further cues, Melissa eagerly tasted Natalie's clit and moaned against the sensitive skin with Ken's drives deep into her.

Scott couldn't allow himself to blink as he watched his wife being used by his guests. Natalie had a white knuckle grip on the couch as Melissa's oral talents were driving her to the edge. Melissa's voice was getting hoarse as she consumed her girlfriend and rubbed her own clit as Ken was pounding furiously into her pussy. Melissa came in a spray that soaked Ken and the couch equally.

"Holy shit... I think I'm going to cum..." Ken said as he slowed his thrusts.

"Don't you fucking dare..." Melissa said, pulling away from her duties momentarily. "Fill me up... I want it all."

Thrusting with renewed vigor, Ken drove into Melissa again. "Oh God yes... you feel so good..." Melissa moaned as she felt his release inside her and a moment later, Natalie, having watched her husband cum inside another woman, came herself, soaking Melissa's jaw and neck in her juices.

Scott was speechless as he watched the three of them collapse in a sweaty heap. He was barely able to contain his desire to move in and pick up where Ken left off, but he forced himself to remain where he was.

Natalie met Scott's gaze and looked at Melissa. "He was a very good boy... and it looks like he is craving some attention. Shall we give it to him?"

"All right. He deserves it... Stand up, baby."

Scott did as instructed and both Natalie and Melissa dropped to their knees. Natalie lower her mouth over his cock and hungrily sucked on him as Melissa ran her tongue up his balls and licked the underside of his shaft. Scott looked down as the two women stared back as they worked his shaft in tandem, switching roles periodically. Having watched the main event he was already riding high and knew he wouldn't be able to hold back very long with these two women using all their skills on him.

Melissa stood up and slid in behind Scott. He could feel her breath on his skin and her lips lightly descended on his neck, lightly kiss and sucking on the skin. Natalie continued hungrily sucking his cock, her eyes focused on him.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?" Melissa whispered in his ear.

"Very."

"There's something she would like from you. You'd like to be a good host, wouldn't you?"

"Definitely."

Natalie sat back on her knees and gripped her tits, pinching her nipples in her fingers. She propped them up, presenting her gorgeous rack to him. Melissa reached around Scott from behind and stroked his shaft. "She has some fantastic tits, doesn't she?"

"Gorgeous..." Scott said, losing himself to the view Natalie presented and Melissa's skilled grip.

"Why don't you coat those warm, soft tits in your cum? She craves it... I want to see it. Come on... give her what she wants."

Scott felt his orgasm building.

"Give me your cum, Scott," Natalie said, her eyes pleading, but her lips donning a deviant smirk.

"You know you want it," Melissa said, nibbling at his neck.

Scott's breath caught in his throat as his orgasm burst from him, striking Natalie's collar bone with enough force to splash her neck. His ejaculation fired spurt after spurt, pooling over the soft skin of Natalie's breasts. The white streams running down her chest were in contrast to her tanned skin and Scott grinned at the ample mess he had created.

Natalie leaned in and finished the job, sucking what was left from Scott before standing. Melissa leaned in and tasted Scott's cum as it ran over Natalie's breast. She sighed and said, "Mmmm, that was delicious. Thank you for being such a good boy."

"You're quite welcome. You ladies put on quite the show. Can I star in it next time?"

Natalie grinned and looked at Ken. He nodded with a grin. "I think that can be arranged. We'll have to host next time, so you can be our guest. We're very good to our guests... and you have set the bar very high. You won't be disappointed." 



Putting on a Show



The hotel was not so far away from home that it was a treck getting here, but was far enough for it to be unlikely that anyone I knew would be there. In any case it was a rather cheap place, three stars at most, and most of my husband's and my friends certainly wouldn't entertain that.

I'd met Arndt playing golf. I suppose you could say he'd swept me off my feet, he'd certainly swept my panties off quickly. We had a couple of drinks and a kiss in the car park the day we met, dinner and heavy petting in his car the next night and he fucked me in his hotel bedroom the next afternoon. 

"I was a little naughty" I told my husband of ten years Erik on the phone the evening Arndt and I had kissed. 

"And how was that?"

"I met a young man at golf."

"Oh dear. And you fucked him?"

"No of course not" I replied a little put out that he would think I would cheat like that.

"Well want to fuck him," he laughed.

"That's better. Yes, are you ok with that?"

Erik is Danish and I had lived in Copenhagen for several years. That's where we met, got to know each other, had regular sex then married. I was forty at the time he was fifty three.

The Danes have a vastly different attitude towards sex and faithfulness than most races. They believe that sex is to be enjoyed and is not something that should be restricted to your partner. Trust though is important. So in essence most modern Danes can sleep with who they like, but they need to agree that with their partner. Openness and trust are key to such a free attitude towards sex.

I guess I was going through that typical crisis that women as they turn forty have to endure. On the other hand, it may just have been that I was feeling unusually horny and Arndt was beautiful, there and available. The twenty five year old lived the other side of Gothenburg where he was studying. It was some two hundred miles away from where I lived near the Tivoli in Copenhagen the capital of Denmark, so further sex was going to be difficult. But hey c'est la vie and just the once would have been worth it.

"I will be in Copenhagen next week" he had said on the phone a week or so later, instantly exciting me. "Book me a hotel can you but remember I am a student?" I had no intent of letting my young buck pay for the hotel, but I did as he asked.

"Are you sure you don't mind Erik?" I asked my husband on the phone that evening.

"Well I could hardly mind when you have agreed to my fling with Sara can I?" He said referring to the twenty-three year old girl he had met at work and had mentioned that he would like to fuck. I had agreed and he had been for several weeks. She was the second fling that he had had during our marriage and oddly I did not feel jealous; it may have been better if I had.

I had arrived at the hotel in Dragor a twenty minute or so drive from Copenhagen, alone around three. Arndt rang a little later as he got in a cab at the airport.

"Be ready for me babe."

"Of course, but what do you mean?" I asked.

"Well I haven't travelled two hundred miles to have coffee have I?"

I got what he meant. "We're in room 234, I'll meet you there?"

I was a little worried that in the more cold light of day, literally, than last time that the young man might find my ageing and body and wrinkling face not to his liking. Such deficiencies often make me wonder why so many young men have such a thing about us old wrinklies, but they seem to!

When I guessed that he would almost be here I gently pushed the door to, but didn't shut it. It was a bit of a risk, but not much.

"Fucking hell babe, you really did get ready didn't you," I heard him say after I had heard the door open and someone walk in. I couldn't see him for I was lying on my front on the bed with a sheet pulled up to my shoulders.

I didn't reply, there was no need. I heard him drop his bag and felt his weight on the bed and then slowly the sheet slid down my back. "Oh yes Chrissy you did get ready didn't you" he breathed as he saw that I was wearing just a black thong and black lacy topped holdups.

Still I didn't speak; there was no need for words for hopefully my position and lack of clothing would say all that was needed. And in any case we had discussed both on the phone and in email what we were going to do.

He ran his finger over the cheeks of my ass and sighed appreciatively. I slightly wiggled my bum. He slid his fingertips into the crease fiddling them under the slither of silk of the thong and right onto my anal hole. I wiggled again and I felt the fingers on his other hand pushing their way inside the gusset and right onto my lips. 

"Fuck me, you're wet" he groaned.

Still not speaking, I opened my legs a little, he slid some fingers up me, maybe two, three or four? I was so wet I didn't know and it didn't matter, but it was lovely. I opened my legs a little more and lifted myself up a bit. He started to finger fuck me. In and out, in and out in a slow surging rhythm, it was wonderful. Then he stopped and he ran his wet fingers out of my pussy, across that tiny patch of skin between that and my anus and right onto my hole. He pressed, I wiggled my bum, he pressed harder asking the question. I moaned softly and pushed back giving him his answer. We had not done anything anal yet so it was right I guess for him to ask if he could finger fuck my ass. 

As his, fortunately, wetted finger slid up me, I grunted for there was the inevitable early pain as the sphincter muscle was forced to work in the opposite direction to how it was designed. That soon passed though and quickly I was revelling in the sensations he was giving me. Suddenly those sensations were more than doubled when he slid some fingers on his other hand up my pussy. The feelings were awesome particularly when I felt him pressing the fingers on each hand together parted just by that narrow membrane separating my two channels. So intense were the sensations that my body felt as though it was on fire. I wanted and needed more. I pushed back at his hand, opening my legs and raising myself further from the bed. My face was pressed into the pillow, my ass was in the air and my legs were wide open, I was almost kneeling and my thong was half way down my thighs.

Like that it didn't take Arndt very long to make me cum, which I did moaning, groaning and grunting and reaching for his gorgeous cock that I now so badly needed.

Almost as soon as I had cum he was tearing his clothes off. I grabbed his cock; it is quite long and nicely thick. As young men do he gets wonderfully hard, stays like that for ages and then hardens up again so soon after cumming that he sometimes beats me in being ready again.

The fuck wasn't subtle. It wasn't slow and languid, relaxed or gentle. No it was the fuck of a young stud and an older woman. The fuck of a couple who hadn't been with each other for some time, the fuck of a man and a woman who wanted each other badly. Yes it was a quick, urgent, hard and dirty fuck and it was absolutely fantastic.

"Just got a report to finish and email," he told me after we had cleaned up and showered.

"I'll be by the pool then, hurry" I told him.

I hadn't been there long and had just dozed off when the sunbed felt as though it was being shoved into the pool. 

"Oh God " I'm sorry a nice looking guy of about my age said almost dropping his cell phone. He was kind of cute. I smiled and told him it was ok. He walked off and I couldn't help staring after him. Why? God knows. I was relatively happily married, I had just had sex with my 'toyboy' yet here I was almost ogling after another guy I hadn't really even met.

"Come on let's go and fuck, Chrissy" Arndt said after we had fooled around in the pool a bit. "If we don't get out of here soon I am going to embarrass myself very badly."

"You horny bastard," I smiled feeling so good that this young Adonis wanted me. I touched the bulge in his shorts and he was already hardening. "Anyone would be with you in that fucking bikini" he smiled.

We wandered into the hotel up in the elevator and started walking to my room when I saw you coming towards us. As we passed, you stood to one side as if trying to disappear. I didn't look at you, but felt your eyes on me. I probably emphasized my wiggle a bit as Arndt's hand softly squeezed my bum cheek.

We didn't actually fuck, but instead had intense oral sex with his tongue making me cum two or three times before he splattered his cum all over my little tits. We did fuck after dinner before going to sleep and once in the night.

*

It was insane really. We had a perfectly comfortable room that we didn't have to vacate until three, for I had arranged a late check-out, but Arndt had pulled me into a room off the reception late the next morning. It was empty and about three or four times the size of a typical hotel bedroom. I guessed that it was a meeting or training room.

The weather was damp and chilly so no sunbathing.

He kissed me. 

"No Arndt not here."

He kissed me again and cupped my breast outside the multi-coloured, boob tube type top I was wearing. 

"Why not?"

"Someone might come."

"Well I am bloody sure I will and I'm gonna do everything to make sure you do too, that's enough isn't it?" He asked pulling my black skirt up at the back and squeezing my ass cheek through my sheer black silk panties. 

Still kissing, he pushed me backwards further into the room to where a number of chairs were laid in a semi-circle with a few more stacked up on top of each other. He pushed me down onto a chair.

"Arndt what are doing?" I asked as he walked behind me. Sliding his hands down from my shoulders they went inside my top, right onto my bare breasts.

"Making love to you. Remember we did it a few times last night."

I laughed.

"But seriously what if anybody walks in?"

"I did lock it silly."

"You bastard" I laughed as he pulled my top down baring my breasts.

He kissed my head and messed around with my long, blonde with darker streaks, shoulder-length hair before moving round in front of me and kneeling on the floor. He licked and sucked my nipples in turn as his hands slowly went up my skirt until one was between my legs and his fingers were rubbing my clit and pussy lips.

"Jesus Christ" He groaned when he pushed my skirt up and looked at my black panties. "You oldies sure love your sexy underwear don't you!"

"Don't be rude about your olders and betters" I said kissing him and dropping my bag, which spilled its contents on the floor.

"Oh shit" he suddenly said.

"What's up?"

"I must have a pee."

"Come on then let's," I said.

"No you stay right there until I get back."

"Why?"

"Because Ms Hunt I am going to fuck you right here."

I started pushing my skirt down, but he stopped me. "No babe, you sit there just like that.

"But the door? Someone might come in."

"That's all part of the crack, part of the buzz."

I hadn't realised until recently just what an exhibitionist streak I had, but now I more and more I yearned for sex in dangerous places.

My mind was on the time a lover had undressed me in his car for the first time so I was miles away when I vaguely heard the door open; my eyes may even have been closed when I heard footsteps approaching me.

"Mmm Arndt" I murmured looking up and to my utter consternation seeing you and not Arndt. "Oh God" I groaned pushing my skirt down and pulling my top over my boobs "I thought you were going to be Arndt."

You explained that you had the room booked for a meeting with a client, but actually sounded apologetic, almost as if you were jibbing in on us. 

"I'm sorry," you said as I finished covering myself feeling part embarrassed, but also I have to admit, slightly turned on by the way you had looked at my body. We said little more for a while until the shrilling of a phone made us both jump. I hadn't noticed it before, but there was a small room with a window off to one end of the larger one. You went in there and answered the phone. Just as I finished gathering the contents of my bag and shoving them all back in you called out.

"My meeting has been cancelled so the room is all yours. I've paid for it so you won't be disturbed so you guys have fun."

"Thanks" I said getting ready to leave. As I did Arndt opened the door.

"There's my lover," he said crossing the room quickly and saying quietly as he took me in his arms again.

"Why have you got dressed?" 

"Arndt wait," I replied aware that you hadn't left the room.

"Don't be daft, I can't wait" he hissed taking my hand and pressing it against his hard on inside his shorts. God it felt so good. I kissed him back. He pushed me across the room a little until the back of my legs were pressed against a table. We kissed. Deep, tongue probing kisses. He squeezed my tits and pulled the neck of my top down so they were bare. I suddenly remembered you were still in the little room and I went to stop him. I looked over Arndt's shoulder and saw the windows in the small room realizing that if you peeped out of them you would see us. That excited me even more so I said nothing. Instead I peeled his top off and whispered. 

"Undress me Arndt."

He needed no second bidding. Quickly he pulled my top up, over my head and off dropping it casually onto the floor. I shook my head to get my hair back in place making my tits jiggle.

"God I love to see your tits wobble like that" Arndt said grabbing both of them and shoving the nipple on my right breast deep into his mouth. He sucked hard, perhaps a little too hard really, but then he is young and not very experienced. 

He slid his hand up my skirt taking that with it as he fumbled his fingers inside my black panties. He found my hot spot, my clit immediately. That made me shudder.

"Oh yes baby yes," I moaned grabbing his wrist and pressing his hand and fingers more firmly against me. "Right there," I groaned as he pulled my skirt down and off then slid my panties down my legs. 

"I want you completely naked" he whispered right into my ear making me feel so wanted and precious to him. Leaning back a little he said slightly louder. "You like that don't you?"

I needed to feel him. He has such a great cock and I badly wanted to touch it and press it against me, suck it or lick it or anything. I managed to fiddle the zip on his shorts undone and got my hand inside, he wasn't wearing underpants. His cock felt lovely and I rubbed it.

"Oh god baby, yes" I moaned pumping it a bit inside his shorts.

He had his fingers up me and was pushing them in and out of my cunt. I could feel an orgasm starting, but wasn't ready for that, not with you looking on.

Twice so far I thought I had seen the top of your head through the window, but I hadn't actually seen your eyes on me. For some reason that was exactly what I wanted to see. I wanted to watch you watching me as Arndt made me cum.

Speaking louder than was necessary so you would hear I said. "Time to take your shorts off I think."

Arndt and I pushed them down so that we were both completely naked. His hands went back to between my legs and mine to his lovely, big cock. He was finger fucking me as I masturbated him making me think this was probably how we would finish with him maybe shooting his load over my thighs, tits or stomach.

It was then that I saw you looking. I watched your eyes roam over my body and then lock with mine. I held your gaze. Jesus what a charge that gave me. I kissed Arndt and turned him slightly so that you would see me wanking him as he fingered me. I said to him, but looked at you.

"Now you can fuck me."

Arndt muttered something I didn't quite catch and slid between my opened legs. He grabbed his cock and pressed it against my lips. I was very tempted to let him fuck me bareback for I knew we would both get greater sensations and pleasure, but somehow common sense prevailed; after all young hunks like him probably have a multitude of girls, maybe boys as well for all I knew.

"Whoa hold on tiger" I grunted sliding off the table and feeling in the pocket of my skirt. "Over here" I whispered sitting him back on the chair facing away from where I knew you were looking. 

He looked gorgeous sitting there waiting for me as I removed the condom from its packet. He has a fit, muscular body, which is nicely tanned and a fairly hairy chest that I like for it stimulates my nipples. But of course looking at him in that position his crowning glory was his cock. Nearly as thick as my wrist it soared up his flat stomach like a beacon beckoning me. I slid the condom on him giving his stomach and cock a loving caress as I did. 

As I finished the 'necessary evil' I looked up at the window to the small room and I caught your eye. I expected you to duck away, but wonderfully you didn't, you simply stared right at me. Our gazes locked and stayed like that as I straddled Arndt's lap, took his erection in my hand, pressed it against the lips of my pussy then let myself slide slowly down it until it was up me to its hilt. The feeling of being so filled, overstuffed I sometimes thought, was wonderful and it made me grunt. I knew that you would have heard and seen that.

Reluctantly I broke our gaze and looked at Arndt, after all it was he who was my lover, not you, you were my voyeur.

I concentrated on fucking him. I worked hard at it, showing him and teaching him the ways of sex. After all isn't that what an older lover is for?

It was a good, if quick fuck. He was well buried in me, my straddling position providing him with not only deep penetration of my inside, but also easy access to me breasts as well as a strong stimulation of my clit.

I started to cum and I stroked his face. He was so lovely, so strong and so wonderfully young. He pulled me against his hairy chest crushing my small tits against him was lovely.

"You like my pussy, baby" I totally unnecessarily asked as I felt his entire body stiffen. It then started shuddering as he filled the condom with his thick, creamy cum.

His spurting coincided or caused my climax to start and those waves of wonderful feelings broke over me.

"I think I love you" Arndt was saying as he held me through the near convulsions of the heavy orgasm. Holding me by my ass he lifted me up and laid me on the carpet, fortunately facing the window through which I had seen you several time as I'd fucked my young lover. He removed the condom, but I had no idea what he did with it and I almost smiled thinking what a surprise it might be for the next meeting in the room.

"It's just the sex talking" I said running my fingers over his chest and downwards across his flat stomach and onto his cock, which amazingly was still hard. I lay on top of my boyman.

"Maybe it is" he said.

As I felt his cock pressing into my stomach I replied. "And maybe it isn't," the idea of us being in love hitting me. 'Could that happen' I wondered?

I looked towards the small room and saw you staring. I smiled at my voyeur before leaning forward and kissing my lover. We kissed and tongue fucked for some time before Arndt turned me over onto my back. His cock was touching my pussy lips and I could feel that it was still wet from his cum, but I couldn't worry about that, although I did worry that you might pop your head up at a time when he was looking in that direction. I grabbed his erection and started to wank him again. I love doing that at any time, but with you looking on it seemed special. I decided to go for broke and put on a real show for you. Cupping my mound I fiddled two fingers up my pussy and started to rub my clit with my thumb. I took a chance for I knew Arndt was watching me and looked up to catch your gaze. From the look on your face you could well have been masturbating behind that wall and window, but regrettably I couldn't see. However, I wanted to put on a real show for you. Why that was I had no idea.




Putting on a Show



"Take me from behind" I told Arndt loud enough for you to hear, but he said.

"Later I want to see your eyes now."

That touched me. "Oh baby you're so sweet" I said softly, running my fingertips lightly across his face.

Arndt grabbed another condom from somewhere and as he was putting it on our eyes met again. I smiled as Arndt lay between my legs that I so willingly spread for him. I decided to show you one of my favourite sex gestures. Grabbing his stunningly hard, big cock I rubbed the knob end of it up and down my lips pressing it hard against my clit then back down my soaked lips and between my legs to press on my anus. I did that several time arousing myself and from the look on your face, you as well. As usual that made me cum again and it was wonderful to alternate my gaze between my lover and my voyeur as I had a small climax. Arndt recognised what was happening and surged himself deeply inside me. As I received his gorgeous flesh I arched my back and grunted with the intensity of the sensations.

"Oh my god Arndt. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me," I said, maybe even shouted. Was that for him or me or was it for you I wondered as he slammed himself in and out of me.

"You like my cock in your pussy?"

"Oh god yes" I moaned.

He was going faster, harder and deeper in me and of course it started to make me cum again.

"Arndt" I nearly cried as the emotional surges I was gaining from being fucked and watched simultaneously got to me. "I'm cumming. Oh god. Oh fuck. Cum with me. Fuck me."

As he shot his load for a second time so shortly after his first he collapsed onto me and we lay there at sexual peace for a while.

As we came out of the near slumber Arndt said. "I'm thirsty, did I see a sink in that little room over there?"

'Oh shit" I thought 'he'll catch you.' "I'll get it," I quickly offered quite looking forward to the prospect of confronting my voyeur up close and very personal.

Naked, I walked into the small room and completely incongruously after what you had been viewing; I put my arm across my breasts. Our eyes locked and I felt a surge of arousal, almost as if I wanted you to fuck me. As I got the water still looking at you I could see that you were clearly sexually excited and that only served to excite me more "It's a bit warm, I'll let run for a moment," I called out to Arndt.

"Ok fine, thanks," he replied telling me that I had a few moments with you.

My mind was a whir of sexual thoughts as we stood close together in the small room watching each other and listening to the water from the tap. It had been one thing flaunting myself at the largely unseen voyeur peering at every inch of my body from afar. It was quite another standing next to him, my bare, cunt lips glistening and my nipples pounding and hard just inches from his face. 

You were much better looking than I had remembered from us passing earlier. You had a lovely glint in your eye and a smile that I was sure would get you inside many women's knickers, mine included probably, had I have been wearing any. 

The situation was getting at me as it had been increasingly from the moment you had walked in the room and seen my bare breasts. Throughout my sex with Arndt other aspects of the situation than what he was doing to me were giving me sensations the like of which I had never experienced. And that was due to being watched and exhibiting myself to you. I had changed somehow. Exposing myself and having actual sex with one man whilst having virtual sex with another was new to me, but I was already feeling that it would now be with me for some time, probably forever. 

I had a wild thought. Why not do something with you here and now as my lover lay naked a few feet away? What a buzz. To be fucked or to kneel before you, take your cock in my mouth and suck you until you spurted and then return to Arndt with your cum still on me or in me, seemed a perfectly reasonable action. 

I didn't of course, but I did pick up your room key and memorise the number. Why?

For some reason I said, very quietly. "I'm sorry." I didn't know what for.

You took a moment or two to reply as I let my arms fall by my side as I picked my lover's glass of water. You stared at my tits as you said almost, but hopefully not quite, loud enough for Arndt to hear. "I'm not."

Smiling I turned and over-wiggling my bum walked to the door. I glanced over my shoulder and whispered meaningfully. "Take care of yourself," and walked back to where Arndt was still lying on the floor.

I gave him the water purposefully bending from the waist and keeping my legs straight for I knew that would provide you with a great view of my ass and pussy lips.

"Jesus baby" I whispered when I looked at Arndt for he was already semi-hard.

"Want it?" He whispered back.

"Later" I replied putting my panties in my bag and slipping into my skirt and top as Arndt also dressed. Arm and arm we walked across the room towards the door. Excitingly I could feel your eyes on me all the way. That made me feel good and I emphasised the rolling of hips.

Arndt opened the door and stood aside to let me pass. It was only then that I realised it hadn't been locked!