0 comments/ 51190 views/ 0 favorites Sex Games By: Skyee I had just graduated from high school and I wasn't to sure what I was going to do. I had the option of either going to college or taking a job I had been offered soon after graduation, but that's another story. So for the time being I continued living with my parents. On this particular day they had gone off to gamble their money away in Vegas and would probably be home in a few days. I didn't know what to do with myself. I called some friends of mine and made up my mind we would all have one last party at my house. It was about six when everyone packed into my parents house and indulged in drinking, smoking, and sex. It wasn't long before I had gotten a little tipsy myself and ended up going for a guy that I had a huge crush on. We ended up walking circles around the pool in the backyard talking. It wasn't long before we were kissing. We sat down on one of the lawn chairs and his hands all over my body made me feel warm all over even though it was cold out. My nipples stood straight out as he slipped my shirt over my head and discovered I was braless. His lips slowly perched my nipples as he sucked slowly sliding his hand in between my legs. I tilted my head back and spread my legs welcoming his gifted hand as he slid underneath my silk thong panties. His fingers slowly caressing my pussy lips getting me hot and wet before slipping a finger inside of me. He slid in and out of me in a rhythmical motion as he kissed my neck and ran his free hand over my breast. Suddenly his hand disappeared from my crotch and he was running his cum covered finger over my lips as I took it in my mouth sucking my own love juices off greedily. I pushed him up and stood pushing him right back down again giving him a little strip show. Finally I was completely nude and ran my hands all over my body as I danced for him. Suddenly I noticed something behind me. It was a red dot just behind my neighbors fence. I suddenly realized it was a camera and felt so much more naughtier. I shook my ass at the camera wondering what my next door neighbor was doing with his free hand. With that in mind I bended down slowly then slid onto my knees putting my ass in the air as I began to suck on my lovers stiff cock. As he ran his fingers through my hair I went down on his cock deep throat sending shivers up his spine. "Don't cum yet baby," I half whispered to him. I always loved the way a cock feels as it pulsates in your mouth and on your lips as you slide up and down on it. Every vein throbbing in unison. As I stroked his cock and sucked it I could feel him starting to tense up and I knew he was going to cum soon. I slid my hand in between my legs and began fingering myself as I sucked faster. As I began to climax I tasted the hot cum as it spilled in my mouth and down my throat. I couldn't wait any longer. I needed his cock in me. He had the same idea as he leaned forward pinning me to the cold cement. I didn't care I needed his cock. Finally he rammed it inside of me and began pounding away at my inviting wet snatch with a fury. It felt so good to be fucked hard and I let out moans of pain and ecstasy. Faster and faster he pumped as my body shook uncontrollably as I came over and over. My hands moving quickly across my bouncing tits and sliding up and down his back. "Roll over," he commanded. I did I was told as he stuck his hard cock in me again. I could feel his penetration was so much deeper as I came again. He leaned forward sucking on my earlobes and whispering in my ear. "Do you like to get fucked hard? I think I should fuck you in the ass. You want that don't you?" "Yes, yes, yes," I pleaded. I had only had anal sex once before but I would have given in to anything at that point in time. His cock felt huge digging its way into my tiny puckered asshole but soon I was on all fours fingering my lonely pussy. At first his rhythm was slow and then he began pounding harder and harder into my poor inexperienced ass. Finally I felt his hot cum shooting its way through my backdoor. He gave a few more thrusts before rolling off and catching his breath. I stood up and walked slowly over to the fence and peeked through. "Enjoy the show?" I whispered. "As usual." "Maybe one day I'll give you a shot at fucking me," I teased back. "Oh by the way bring me a copy of this one tomorrow. Thanks." Sex Games Mistress Elizabeth watched Todd walk through the door. Sitting regally in her chair, she slapped her leather paddle against her hand. The impact stung a bit, but seeing Todd flinch at the impact was worth it. "You're late," she said. Todd looked at his watch, caught off guard. "No, I'm not, Mistress -- I'm..." "Did I hear correctly, slave?" Mistress Elizabeth's voice was threatening. "Did you just contradict me?" Flustered, now, Todd replied, "No, Mistress, I was just--" "The forbidden word, slave!" Mistress Elizabeth slapped her palm again. Todd dropped onto the floor, kneeling, head bowed. His arms rose, outstretched, crossed at the wrists as if bound. The position he assumed without thought, without resistance. "I am sorry, Mistress! I have been a bad, bad slave. Please forgive me, Mistress." "Forgive?" The tone of Mistress Elizabeth's voice was just below complete outrage. "Late in arriving, one demerit." Todd winced, knowing this would cost him in punishment, very soon. "Uttering the forbidden word... NO!" Mistress Elizabeth continued. Todd cowered, hearing the word from Mistress' lips, already feeling pain from the word itself. Pain she had conditioned into him, as a Pavlovian response. His mind refused to remember the extended whippings, the repeated shouts of the forbidden word, his cries and whimpers -- it refused to remember, but the pain was there. The aversion was there. He could not help himself. "THREE demerits!" Todd began shaking, trying not to imagine what his punishment might be. "But... I am in a merciful mood tonight, slave," Mistress Elizabeth smiled. Todd was not sure he felt relieved at the sight of that smile. "Still, I am going to change our plans for this evening." Todd's weeks in chastity were supposed to have been at end, and he had been hoping for Mistress to grant his aching cock the relief of an orgasm -- even a tiny one. Even if it meant hours of being whipped, and licking Mistress' pussy, and tonguing her ass, and obeying her every demeaning command... And now... Now it was all changed. Something else was going to happen. He felt the cock cage squeezing tighter around his penis -- so sensitive and yet so numb, after all the weeks of being locked up. "Yes, Mistress," he replied -- and bowed to the floor, touching his forehead to the hardwood surface. His arms remained outstretched, and the jacket of his suit felt tight around his arms and shoulders. Still, he waited for Mistress Elizabeth's next command. "Instead of our planned activities for this evening," she continued, "I want to do something... simple. I want to play a game." She leaned forward, gently slapping her hand once more, enjoying that Todd flinched at the sound. She sat up straight in her chair, and said, "We're going to play... checkers!" Todd felt confused. He was certain he'd heard it wrong. "Checkers, Mistress?" "That's right. You'll be red, and I'll be black." Another slap of the paddle. Todd shook. "Go to the hall closet and bring out the checker set." Todd stood up, and almost ran down the hall, to the end, and opened the doors. He looked up to the left, finding the Monopoly game, the boxes of playing cards, the poker chips. Finally, his eyes landed on the box with the checker and chess games. He pulled the box out, and trotted down the hallway. In a few minutes, he had set up the checkerboard, and the flat, coin-shaped game pieces, the red pieces all at his end of the board. Todd hovered over the table, not sure what to do next. Mistress was seated at one side, and an empty chair was at the other -- where his red pieces were. But he knew better than to assume he had permission to sit. Mistress reached out and swatted Todd's ass with the paddle. "Strip, slave! Clothes off -- NOW!" Todd hastily began unbuttoning his jacket, draping it on the chair, unzipping his pants, removing his shirt. Soon, he was setting aside his shoes and socks, with his underwear folded carefully on top, in the corner, against the wall. "Sit down, slave," she commanded. Todd sat, not sure what to do next. Mistress Elizabeth shifted the board around, centering it on the table. She looked up at him, holding the leather paddle in one hand. There was no smile on her face. Something was up. "Your move," Mistress commanded. Todd looked at the board. The opening move in checkers -- there weren't all that many choices. He pushed a red piece toward the center of the board, diagonally. "One square," Mistress announced, "one swat. Stand up and bend over, slave." Todd looked at the board. What had he gotten into? He rose from the chair and bent over, presenting his bottom to Mistress. THWACK!! Her leather paddle hit his buttocks firmly, almost making him grunt with surprise. "Sit down, slave," Mistress said. Todd turned around, looking at Mistress Elizabeth, feeling confused -- but aroused at the same time. His cock thickened inside the tight chastity, hurting a little. Todd sat down -- though his bottom felt sore, and the chair chafed against his skin. Mistress Elizabeth moved a black piece toward his red piece, the one he had first moved. Blocking any further movement. "On your knees, slave. Kiss my foot." Todd immediately dropped to the floor, and crawled next to the table, positioning his face over Mistress' right foot. He was delighted that she was wearing sandals, out of which she could easily slip, exposing her long, smooth toes with the red painted nails. He kissed the sensitive spot on the top of her foot, between the big toe and the second toe. Lingering there, letting the warmth of his mouth soak into her skin, gently brushing his lips against her foot. Then he planted a second kiss a little higher on her foot, more to the center, hearing her moan quietly at the sensation. "Enough, slave. Back in the chair. Your move." Todd felt disoriented. Oh, yes -- the checker game. He'd completely forgotten it, in his ecstasy of kissing Mistress' foot. Todd rose quickly, bumping his right shoulder on the edge of the table, feeling incredibly clumsy. He stood, realizing his cock was beginning to ache inside the tiny cage. He bit his lower lip for a moment, and levered himself back into the chair, as Mistress had commanded. He pushed a second red piece forward, leaving the first one protected. "Another square, another swat," Mistress announced. "Stand up, slave." Todd stood. "Turn around." He presented his backside to Mistress for another swat. There was a moment's delay, and then the sudden impact of her leather paddle on his skin -- forcing a tiny squeal from Todd's throat. "Sit down again... slave," Mistress commanded. Todd sat, shaking a little. And watched as Mistress Elizabeth moved a different black piece toward his red one -- leaving an empty space behind it. "On the floor," she commanded. Todd dropped on all fours, as Mistress Elizabeth spread her legs wide. "Nuzzle my pussy, slave." Todd crawled forward, and pushed his face against Mistress Elizabeth's crotch, under her raised skirt. Of course, she wore no panties, as usual during their sessions. He pressed his nose along the cleft of her pussy, breathing slowly out through his nose, warming her skin. He circled down and to the left, trailing the tip of his nose up the space between her thigh and her outer labia, then circling over her shaved mound. Then down to the right and up again, along the other thigh. He was about to press his nose directly against her cleft, when Mistress commanded, "Back in the chair, slave. Your move." Todd scrambled backwards on the floor, truly shaking now. He rolled back and stood, then dropped his aching bottom onto the chair, surprised at how sore he felt back there. He looked at the board, and saw Mistress' piece diagonal from his, with an empty space behind it. A little uncertain about the consequences, Todd looked up at Mistress. "You know the rules," she said. "If you can jump, you MUST jump." She stared at Todd, silently daring him to contradict her. But the slave knew better. He lifted the red piece, placed it on the board behind hers, and removed the black one, setting it aside on the table. "Two squares... TWO swats!" Mistress Elizabeth announced. Todd stood, presenting his red, sore bottom. "Not on the rear, this time, slave," said Mistress. "Turn around and face me." Confused, Todd turned, his hands still clasped together, not knowing what to expect. Mistress pointed her paddle at him. "Hands behind you, slave." And Todd moved his hands, his right hand grabbing two of the fingers of his left. "Look down!" Mistress commanded. "I did not give you permission to look at my face." Todd stared down at the floor, his cock so tight in the chastity. THWACK! THWACK! A hard blow across the top of his left thigh, another across the top of his left. Todd's eyes filled with tears at the pain. He tried to suppress a moan, but found himself sobbing for a moment, unable to stop. Mistress waited, while Todd composed himself, and began to shuffle backward, and started to sit down again. "Did I tell you to sit down, slave?" asked Mistress. "N-- " Todd began, then caught himself before uttering the dreaded word. "You did not, Mistress." He resumed standing straight, his buttocks and thighs burning, cock aching. "You took one of my pieces," Mistress Elizabeth accused. It's part of the rules, Todd thought. But he answered, "Yes, Mistress." "What should be your punishment, for taking one of your Mistress' game pieces?" She stood up, and approached Todd closely. She pressed the edge of the paddle under his chin, pushing upwards. "Look at me, slave." Todd looked into her eyes. "What sort of punishment should you receive?" Todd was shaking, afraid that saying the wrong thing would earn him even more severe pain than getting it right. "I... I don't know, Mistress." She trailed the edge of the paddle down Todd's neck, down the center of his chest, pressing it gently against his navel. "You... don't... know..." She drew the paddle back, as if getting ready for a swing at his face, and Todd's eyes went wide. The Mistress Elizabeth lifted her other hand, holding up a small, black box, with two electrodes at one end. She showed it to Todd, letting him see the small, metal prods glitter in the light. Then she lowered her hand to his crotch, pressed the box against his balls under the chastity, and pressed the button. Waves of intense pain throbbed through his balls, and Todd screamed, expelling the breath he had been holding without realizing it. He lost all count of time, of how long the electrical sparks shot through his groin, but it seemed to go on forever. Suddenly, Mistress Elizabeth pulled the box away, and Todd began to cry, shaking -- as Mistress casually walked back to her chair and sat down. "Sit, slave!" She reached out to the board, and moved another black piece, giving Todd another opening to jump -- straight to her side of the board. Gasping for breath, Todd sat, and examined the board, realizing his was the next move. He reached out to the red piece, ready to jump again. Afraid of the consequences. "Not yet, slave! I just moved a square. Time to pleasure your mistress. On your knees again, and over here," she pointed. Todd slipped off the chair, feeling the edge scrape against his sore bottom. He shuffled forward on his knees, not sure if he should be crawling. Mistress did not correct him. And when he arrived at her chair, she unzipped her top, exposing her breasts. "The left nipple -- SUCK!" Todd leaned forward, his mouth opening... "Not that way, slave! MY left!" Suddenly, Todd found Mistress' knee pressed firmly against his balls. Not roughly -- but meaning business. His mind was going fuzzy, it was hard to think. He shook his head, trying to clear the fog, then thought a moment, and leaned to his right. His lips closed around the large, soft nipple. Teasing and sucking. Feeling it harden inside his mouth. He sucked, and then dared to scrape the edge of his teeth -- gently -- over the skin of Mistress' nipple. Her moans told him she was enjoying the sensation. "Enough, slave." Mistress reached up with both hands, and pushed Todd's head away. He crawled backwards, stood, and sat again, feeling the chair on his sore buttocks. He began to reach for the red piece again, afraid of what might happen next. Then Todd pulled back, folded both hands in his lap, and begged, "Please, Mistress, I don't want to play any more." Mistress Elizabeth leaned her elbows on the table, smiling. "Honesty, at least. Good. I don't want you holding any secrets from me." She leaned back in her chair. "But I never said you had a choice, whether to play or not." Todd felt the floor drop out from under him. His jaw dropping open, he leaned toward the board again, reaching for the piece. "And," said Mistress, "in case you have any expectations of minimizing your punishment..." Todd looked up, though he had not been given permission to look in Mistress' face. "I want to make sure you play a good game." She smiled even more broadly. "I want you to play to win." "Yes, Mistress," Todd replied, prepared to obey. "And to sweeten the victory..." The dominatrix reached into a pocket in her skirt and withdrew a shiny metal object. She held it up, dangling it in front of Todd, at her end of the board. The key to his cock cage. "Mistress?..." Todd began, not sure what to ask. She swung the key back and forth... watching his eyes follow... "Yes, if you win the game, I'll unlock you -- for tonight..." Then she withdrew the key, and put it back in the pocket. "But if you lose... I'll leave you locked up for an extra four weeks." Todd's cock throbbed with pain, inside the tight lock. "Yes, Mistress." "You want to win... don't you?" she said. "Yes, Mistress." "Good boy. Now, make your move." Todd reached out to the red piece, and lifted it. Jumping over Mistress' black piece to the back row. He picked up the black piece, set it aside. Remembering the punishments that Mistress had administered so far. He looked down at the table, again remembering his place as a slave. His voice quavered when he said the words that he MUST say: "King me." Mistress Elizabeth lifted the red checker, then took one of the discarded black checkers and placed it underneath, stacking the two together, with the red checker on top. Now Todd's piece was the most powerful one on the board, able to move forward and backward. Todd waited for Mistress' next command, afraid to imagine what she would do next. "Go to the wall, and retrieve the riding crop, slave," she said. When Todd returned, Mistress administered one blow to each testicle, making it so hard for him to stand. She gently stroked the tip of the riding crop under Todd's balls, cooing, "That's two swats for two squares." She leaned forward, and gently blew into Todd's ear, nibbling his earlobe. "Now... for taking another of your Mistress' pieces... I want you to kneel on the floor, in a little ball." Todd dropped to the floor, curling up, his hands balled into loose fists, held closely against his chest. Click... click... click... He could hear Mistress' boots, as she walked around him... Around to his right... then by his head... Trailing the riding crop down his back, between his shoulder blades. Then walking past his left side... trailing the crop down between his ass cheeks... Oh, God, not his balls again! Then THWACK! THWACK! she struck two hard blows on the soles of his feet. THWACK! again, and THWACK! again. Over and over, making Todd's feet feel like they were on fire! The pain was so intense, he only realized Mistress had stopped when she shouted at him. "Get up!" Mistress commanded. Todd stood. "Sit down," she said. And Todd limped over to his chair, barely able to walk. He slumped into it, panting, trying to remember whose turn it was. Mistress pushed another black checker forward, directly in the path of his king. Was she "throwing" the game? Todd could barely think. He started to reach for his king, when he realized again that he should be waiting for a command to pleasure Mistress. He hardly heard her voice, as she commanded him to lie on the floor, face up. In a moment, she was lowering her smooth, round ass on top of his face, cutting off his air, commanding him to push his tongue deeper into her ass, while her riding crop trailed up his left thigh... then up his right thigh... So hard to think... seeing stars flashing... His tongue deep into her warm hole... Todd licked... and wiggled his tongue... again forgetting all about the checker game... Then suddenly, Mistress' bottom lifted, and Todd exhaled, almost explosively, and gasped in a deep breath of fresh air. "Up, slave," Mistress commanded. "Sit down, and make your next move!" And so the game continued. The long, slow game of checkers. Move by move, Todd alternated between pleasuring Mistress -- with his mouth, with his hands, licking, kneading, massaging, sucking -- and receiving so many different kinds of pain. More strokes with the riding crop, slow crushing of his balls, a spiked wheel down all the most sensitive parts of his skin, and the whip -- stroke after stroke, on his ass, on his thighs, on his back. Till, finally, shaking and barely able to see through the tears, Todd jumped his red king over Mistress' final black piece, and removed it from the board. He stared down at the board, unthinking, the chair digging into his sore buttocks, the floor burning on his aching feet. He waited, shivering. Inhaling deeply, and shuddering as he blew out each breath. Todd heard a scratching. A scrape of something hard across the surface of the checker board. And Mistress' hand entered his field of vision, now a narrow tunnel of light through the pain, pushing the key toward him. Todd did not recognize it at first. "You won, slave," Mistress said. "Todd, can you hear me? You won." Todd stared at the key. Then two thoughts finally met inside his head, and he reached forward, taking the key from Mistress Elizabeth's hand. She let him take it, easily. And he sat still, trying to remember what to do next. "You may now unlock your chastity, slave -- only for tonight." "Thank you, Mistress," Todd muttered. He reached down to his crotch with the key, fumbling for a moment, and inserted it into the lock. A simple turn, and click, and the lock slipped out, letting him open the cock cage and set it aside on the table. "Stand up, and turn around," Mistress said. Todd stood, feeling dazed. His cock felt so strange, so cold out of the chastity. So light, with the weight and the confinement removed. He barely noticed Mistress moving around -- but he felt her wrapping the cuffs around his thighs, then the cuffs around his wrists. The click-click of locks finally brought Todd out of his daze, and he realized that his hands had been locked at his sides, well away from his newly-liberated penis. "Mistress...?" Todd began to ask. "I said you could unlock your cock, slave," Mistress replied, "not that you could stroke it." Mistress Elizabeth demonstrated, by squeezing her hand around Todd's cock, so very gently, and pulling from the base to the tip. Reminding him of the sensation -- it had been so long! He felt ready to cum, instantly -- but she let go of his cock, and took hold of his chin. "Look at me, slave." Todd looked into her eyes. "You're going to sleep on your back, tonight. No sheets or blankets. NOTHING is to touch your cock -- do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress," Todd nodded. "Good boy," she replied. "In the morning, I'll put your chastity back on for you, before releasing your hands." She traced her fingertip around his lips, causing his cock to leap upwards, the pressure so instantly increasing. "Would you like to be able to stroke it?" Mistress asked. Sex Games Todd shook, and his hips began to thrust forward, automatically. "Yes, Mistress! Please, Mistress, let me--" "Shhhhhhhh!" Mistress said, pressing her finger against Todd's lips, sealing them. "You're going to have to EARN that privilege, slave -- by playing another game. Tomorrow night. Would you like that?" Todd shivered again, fear and lust warring inside his head, inside his body. He found himself answering, "Yes, Mistress." The words came with so little thought, now. "When I was a little girl, I was very good at... marbles! Would you like to play marbles with me, slave?" "Yes, Mistress." More and more automatic. "Good. Of course, every time you hit my marbles, you get to keep them." She trailed her fingers down Todds chest, around his torso, around the bound arm, to his back, and down the cleft of his ass. "I have some very special plans, on WHERE you will get to them." She laughed, quietly. "And I have a VERY big bag of marbles." Todd's buttocks clenched together, involuntarily. Still, his resistance was non-existent for now. "Yes, Mistress," he replied. "Come to bed now, slave," Mistress said, pulling on Todd's arm. "Before you fall asleep, Mistress needs a good licking. You'll get to smell my juices on your face all night long. Won't that be nice?" She hugged his arm closely. "Doesn't it feel so good, to have your cock out of that tight cage?" Todd walked side by side with Elizabeth, toward their bedroom, no longer thinking words. Simply reacting to the mental images of licking Mistress' slick, wet pussy. "Yes, Mistress." Hands at his sides, mind in neutral, ready to serve. The perfect, obedient slave. Not even thinking about that big bag of marbles, and how the little, cool spheres would feel as they were pushed one by one, up inside him. Tomorrow's game. That was tomorrow's game. "Yes, Mistress." Tonight was yes, Mistress. Yes, Mistress. Sex Games! My name is Jim Doogan. A few years ago, while I was still in my late twenties I had a sales job at a midwest manufacturing company. Our office was small with only six employees. Liz our receptionist, also served as a switchboard operator, typist and secretary. Liz was in her late thirties or early forties. Liz was an attractive woman rather tall and beautifuly built with long black hair and beautiful purple eyes. Despite the severe businesslike clothes that she wore, it was apparent that she had a great pair of tits and a gorgeous ass. A divorcee from a miserable marriage, she had no great liking for men, and apparently led a very dull social life. I on the other hand was dating a number of girls, all of whom were rather sexually complaint. My favorite was Annie a wildly imaginative girl who loved to play sex games. Like Liz, Annie was an attractive woman too, with great big beautiful tits and an ass that just begged to be pinched, spanked and fucked, but unlike Liz, who was a brunette, Annie was a gorgeous, blue eyed woman with a mane of flowing red hair. Annie had a penchant for calling me at work to talk about our previous date or make suggestions for forthcoming dates. One day, while on the phone with Annie, I had a feeling that Liz was listening in on our conversation. When I hung up the light on my line remained lite for a few moments. Other times, I thought I had heard very heavy breathing on the line while Annie and I talked. I said nothing about my suspicions to Liz, but I did mention it to Annie on our next date. She was not upset about it, but instead grew silent as she considered the situation. "Why don't we give Liz something really hot to listen to the next time I call?" Annie asked smiling. I told Annie that I liked her idea and during the next few days waited eagerly for Annie's telephone call. A few days later Liz buzzed my intercom and told me that I had a call from Annie. I was sure that Liz was listening in, Annie began with a few pleasentries, and then dove in. "My god, Jim, I couldn't believe you last night. I have never been fucked like that before in my life. I don't know how many times I came. Maybe it is because you slid your finger up my ass." I was sure that I had heard a gasp. Annie kept extolling my sexual prowess, I got as hard as hell listening to her conversation and knowing that Liz was also listening sitting within thirty feet of me in her office. That was the beginning of a number of similiar calls. Maybe it was my imagination, but it seemed to me that Liz began to look at me differently. Maybe it was disgust, maybe it was desire, I just did not know what was on her mind. Finally on wednesday afternoon, Liz came into my office and asked if I would do her a favor. I was surprised at the request, since she has never asked for my help before. As it turned out she wanted me to stay after hours in order to help her proofread a marketing report that the manager wanted the following day. I told her that I would be happy to help her. By five everyone else was gone and we got to work on the report. We finished it about an hour later, and as I pushed back from the desk to stretch, Liz walked beside me so that her pussy was about a foot away from my nose. "I want to thank you for all your help." she said. I looked up at her. "No thanks are necessary," "It was my pleasure." Liz then looked down at me. "Maybe you would like to see what is inside this skirt?" Liz voice had changed and it sounded almost like a whisper. Although her comment surprised me I tried to act as cool as possible. "Sounds like a great idea to me." I replied. liz then unhooked the band of her skirt and undid the zipper. Her skirt fell to the floor, and I found myself staring at a pair of black, see-through panties that barely covered what appeared to be a very succulent vagina. I became aware of a mild perfume aroma, mixed in with what was the unmistakable odor of an aroused cunt. I reached out and lightly touched her panties with my fingertips. I expected to be rebuffed, but she did not protest. Encouraged, I began to massage her mound with the palm of my hand. "Take them off," she said. I obliged by hooking my fingers in the top of her panties and sliding them down. Liz completed the task by stepping out of them. She turned over and spread her legs and I began to massage her asshole with my fingers. Now and then I would spread it open so that I could slip a finger or two inside her. Liz loved having her asshole fingered. Her first orgasm occurred within minutes. liz thrust herself hard against my hand as I buried my middle finger deep inside of her butt. When I withdrew my finger, I leaned forward and licked her pussy from behind. She was flowing copiously, holding my head tightily against her. Liz finally paused and suggested that we go into the managers office, where we would be a bit more comfortable. Liz led the way, and my eyes never left her beautiful bare ass. Once inside the managers office, she walked to the sofa and removed her blouse and bra. My god! what a great pair of tits she had. I quickly removed my clothes, and my rock, hard rather large cock sprang into view. "Wow!' said Liz. Liz sat on the edge of the sofa and spread her legs for me. I moved in and took up a position where I could really do a job sucking her cunt. I don't know how many orgasms she had but we fucked in every position possible that we could. Liz especially loved being fucked in her tight ass. The sounds Liz was making were incredible. Her asshole was so hot and tight, it was difficult to keep from blowing my load. Fortunetly, because of all the sex I was getting from other girls, I was able to keep from coming for a long while. After about an hour of non-stop fucking Liz announced that she was going to make me "blow my nuts." I was on top of her, with her facing me. I watched as she put her middle finger in her mouth, coating it heavily with saliva. Next thing I knew, she reached around my waist, found my asshole and slowly slipped her finger in. I thought I was never going to stop coming! A few months later I was transferred to the coast to help open a new sales branch. The very first thing I did at the new office was to find out who handled all the incoming calls. I hoped it wasn't a man. Once I accomplished this I happily found out that it was a gorgeous, young, twenty five years old blonde Named Candy. Candy had long blonde wavy hair, with knockers so Huge that you could balance a wine glass on them, as I then said very happily to myself..........now let the sex games begin!!! Sex Games To try and add a little something different to our sex life, each month myself and hubby had decided to take turns in making up a fantasy. This month it was Marcus' turn and he had a very good idea of what he wanted. It was only the first time that Marcus had got to pick and to be honest I was surprised he did not go straight for a reverse gangbang or meeting up with an experienced swinging couple. His choice was a little more reserved than that. Although Marcus being Marcus it was not all roses and wine. The basic premise was that I was to enjoy myself on my day off from work, have a nice relax at the spa, go do some shopping, oh yes and to look sexily stunning in the process (although the Marcus touch meant that sexily stunning slips over into the overtly slutty). But I did have a choice of outfit, so I vetoed the walking around with half my bra and cleavage on display. Currently I was indulging in the first part of the task. To relax and enjoy myself down at our local Virgin centres, but no heavy lifting or workout today, just chilling in the spa. Now normally as I'm a little over self-conscious, I just wear a normal bathing suit. But as this was his fantasy, I thought it only appropriate to be brave and take the bikini down to the pool and see if I could gain any admiring glances from buff men that I could tease him about later. As it turned out, there was not a huge amount of activity down at the gym, although with it being 10ish on a Thursday Morning that was not too surprising as most normal people are out at work. But still I enjoyed, my own company and I still had a slight nervousness walking about in just my bikini in front of the attendants. The bikini itself, is a very simple black bikini, it mostly holds me in up top, although I would not recommend any vigorous jogging in it. But it nicely showed off my tits and held them in all the right places. It was not a string bikini so I did not have to worry about the bum riding up between my cheeks. I had bought it many moons ago to wear on the beach to work on my tan. But it's not something I'd normally wear in the UK, honestly if I tried to swim in it, I could end up losing it in the water somewhere, which would be a bit embarrassing, but I knew my hubby would appreciate the effort to be wearing a little less than usual. As for the buff men, if there were any they were all up in the gym, so I had to content myself with just lying back and enjoying the bubbles rippling all over my body. As I lay there I could feel the warm water rushing around my body, which took me back to the times when myself and my hubby have been a bit naughty before in other hot tubs. I could tell my body was responding as my skin felt more sensitive to the gushing of the water between my legs and around my nipples. Having my eyes closed was probably adding to the stimulation from both my mind and the water. I was sure if there had been anyone else nearby, I would have stopped as my nipples felt extremely hard and would have been clear to the passer by that I was aroused. This being a gym, I would never consider doing anything more than enjoying the sensations of the water. But in my mind I could imagine Marcus sat next to me, slipping a finger between the folds of my sex. Rubbing my clit frustratingly gently to try and make me gasp or force him to push into my pussy deeper. Whilst not wanting to flick my own clit in public, I was conscious that I had opened my legs and wiggled about to get a jet of water pulsing over my mound. In reality I just wanted to turn around, lay with my arms over the side of the pool and let the water shoot straight onto my clit, whilst grinding my pubic bone against the hard nozzle. But that would have probably got me banned and in the local rag for lude behaviour. So I just satisfied myself with enjoying the occasional tingle as the water hit me randomly in just the right place. "Mmm that looks lovely, mind if I join you!" I was quickly snapped out of my fantasy and back into the room, I had an instant rush of thoughts run through my head, What, Pardon, how dare you, and then oh opps. The meaning of the phrase that looks lovely do you mind if I join you was simply a polite opening of conversation that people have, it was not my hot tub, she was not really asking for permission to get in, but just making friendly conversation. However, as I had just been away with the fairies in my own little dream world it took me a few seconds to get to that meaning. At first I thought she knew what I was thinking about, then I was offended that she was so brazen about joining in my sexual game, then it dawned on me a split second later, that she had no idea what I was thinking about or doing to myself inside and the reality of where I was came back to me. Probably a little flush in the face, I refocused and replied "Oh yes the water is lovely!" Stood before me was a young lady, probably no more than 20 or 21. She had lovely long legs; unlike myself she was properly dressed for the gym. She had a nice one piece swimming suit that hugged her figure. It was probably a little on the small side, but then swimmers are known for wearing them a little smaller. I did feel a little self-conscious in front of this girl. More from my own mental embarrassment of losing myself in the fantasy, than anything else. I felt like I had been naughty although no one would really know. It's not like we women are mind readers despite our intuition. She was a bit of a chatty girl and was obviously happy to whitter away to a complete stranger. "Sorry if I startled you, you looked like you were drifting off there, so I did not want to disturb you." "Oh I was just daydreaming." I replied. "Well my names Toni" "It's very quiet today isn't it?" "To be honest, I don't get the chance to come often during this time of the day, so I'm not sure how busy it normally gets" "Well I've only just joined in the last week, but it's ideal for me, I only live a few roads away from here." "I'm studying at Leeds Uni, so it's handy for me to drop in on the way back from lectures" "But Thursday I'm free all day, which is handy given that Wednesday is normally student night, it lets me go out and have a wild time with a day to recover." Oh for the days of being a student, where you had almost as much free time as you had education. Although when I was a student I didn't have the cash to be splashing on gym membership. Toni was a friendly enough girl and it was nice to have someone to chat to. "So what year are you in?" "This is my final year; I'm doing a BA in history." "I've done most of my exams but just my thesis left to go" "Well I remember doing my own thesis, which was very stressful so it's always good to be able to let off steam and relax." "Well I'm certainly one for doing that." "My boyfriend reckons I spend too much time relaxing, he was not exactly pleased that I would be coming here on my day off." "Why is that?" Toni responded, "Well he probably reckons that I'd get up to no good with some of the fella's in the gym". "I've been known to be a bit wild over my years at Uni, but hey you only live once." "Besides, I'd probably struggle to get the fella's attention today, with you walking around." "You're sweet," I replied, "But I don't think they would be that interested in me." "Oh I don't know, with the sexy bikini and the tits to go with it, I'm pretty sure I know where they would be looking." "Trust me, I know guys and a lovely cleavage like yours is honey to the bee." "I just wish I had the equipment to fill out a bikini as well as you!" Toni was gorgeously skinny, but she was not packing a lot of weight up top. Probably a B cup but perfectly proportioned. "You are a very sexy lady and don't let anyone tell you otherwise." "Oh it's ok, I get my fair share, but I guess the extra competition that I've needed to put in over the years to catch the fella's attention is what keeps getting me into trouble. Not that I mind, but it does worry the boyfriend that I am a terrible one for flirting and not knowing where to draw the line." "Trust me though if I had tits like those I'd be wearing a bikini or something smaller." She giggled. "You're making me all embarrassed now." I blushed. "Hey honey, if you got it flaunt it." "It's not like we are around for a long time, so have fun, with what you got." "Well, I'm a respectable married lady so those days are long behind me now." I smiled. "You can still have fun even if you are married!" "I'm not talking about shagging another fella, but a bit of harmless flirting is always a good way for a girl to get a little pick me up. It's always nice to feel wanted." Toni then continued. "Look that guy over there, the pool attendant." "He's not going to risk his job by jumping into your knickers at his place of work." "He'd be ideal to flirt with." "I bet if we both went over and chatted to him, those tits of yours would get him talking to you more" "Well we will never know will we Toni!" I was a little concerned that she meant to go ahead with this. I was supposed to be a bit slutty and flirty today. But my take on it was that it would be from a distance. Not me actively walking around chatting up fella's and leading them down a path that I could not take them. "Come on," said Toni "It's just a bit of chat nothing more." I'm not asking you to take him round the back of the building for a quick snog." "Let's just see what gets his attention." I must have still been in something of a daze, because quite strangely for me I started to follow Toni. It then dawned on me that we were going over to this guy, without any idea of what we were going to talk about. I needn't have worried, Toni had obviously kissed the blarney stone (along with probably several other things), as she just started chatting away, asking about the gym and the different classes that were run in the building. It turned out that the assistant name was Steve; I think he was genuinely glad for the distraction. It was becoming a very hot day and just watching the pool was causing him to drift off. He was far too young for me, probably not long out of college himself. He was a very confident fella and seemed to know his stuff regarding the gym. Looking at Steve, you would imagine he probably was a bit of a Rugby prop forward. He was a larger fella, big boned I think they call it, but he had obviously been in training for some time and turned that big bulk of a body into a well-toned, large chested Hulk. Not really my type, but still standing in front of him whilst Toni waffled on about nonsense, I could feel myself becoming more self-conscious about my relative state of undress. However, daft this sounds and however mad this whole idea was, I did feel a slight competitive edge coming over me. Whilst it was not about winning, I certainly did not want to feel completely ignored either. Still chatting up guys was not something I was entirely comfortable with, partially due to it being a good 15 years since I last had to try. So sucking my stomach in as best I could, I joined in the conversation. I'm not really big on conversations about exercise, but Toni was doing most of the talking, asking questions about which machines were best for her thighs and ass. She was far from shy, making sure that whenever she mentioned a body part, she drew the eye line to that part of her body. From my point of view she was far from in need of the gym, she already had youth on her side, but I did notice that from time to time, he would glance over in my direction, making sure he got a good look at the both of us. Once again, I could feel my nipples hardening. However unlike my normal costume this one was a bit on the thin side, so I was well aware of how my nipples would be burning through the fabric. With that in mind I was once again becoming a little shy and decided that I'd best return to the pool before it became obvious to everyone that I was becoming aroused. "Hey Toni, I'm going to warm up again it's getting a little cold out here!" "Ok I'll be over in a minute" Toni replied. I decided that things had got a little out of hand, I was supposed to be having fun, but it's one thing to be out there as eye candy, quite another to be almost encouraging fella's to look. They could get the wrong idea and feel there is more on offer than there actually is. I walked over to the sauna, a few minutes in the heat and then out of the pool I thought, before Toni tried to get me to do anything else. Inside the sauna, I was able to distract myself with the heat. It felt nice and relaxing to have that intense closeness of the heat all over my body. It went some way into taking the heat away from my mind and my pussy and spreading it across the whole of me. Whilst I do love the heat, I'm not someone who will stay in a sauna for half an hour, a brief couple of minute's suits me just fine. As I exited the door, into the coolness of the pool area, I could see that Toni was still chatting away with Steve. She was obviously a bit of a shameless flirt as she was using that old technique of her own hand on her neck and chest, drawing his eyes to where she wanted them to be. I smiled to myself thinking that if she was not careful she was going to end up getting into trouble with her boyfriend again. I grabbed my towel and walked up the stairs and into the ladies changing room. Now the next part of my husband's fantasy for that day was that I walk around the ladies completely naked. Going to the gym I had often noticed that some of the females loved to walk about completely naked inside the changing rooms. It was not something I would ever consider doing myself, but I had shared this with my husband on the odd occasion which had obviously inspired him to ask me to do the same. Now I'm pretty certain that other women in the changing rooms were not parading around in the nude because they were exhibitionist bisexuals. I think it's just a matter of being comfortable in your own body. But I'm fairly certain in my husband's mind he was hoping one or two of the women may get a little kick out of seeing me in my full nakedness. Now the only trouble with being completely naked is that without the scaffolding of bras and panties. Gravity beings to hold sway. However, being part of the gym it had boosted my confidence somewhat, to see women in their full nakedness as without all the paraphernalia it opened my eyes as to what a woman really looks like and that I was not too different from the rest. I was not going to parade backwards and forwards across the gym changing room floor though as that would feel a little posy and I did not want to freak out the more reserved customers in the gym. So I headed straight for the showers and decided to strip myself down whilst under the water. I also made sure that I headed for the far corner, so that every girl going by would not have to look in on me. The showers at the gym where always gorgeous to get into, hot and pulsing with water, which beats your skins and scorching almost to the point of burning. Although I was in the far corner of the shower room and surrounded by glass, there was still an opening at the front of the cubical. Whilst I was happy to play along with the fantasy I think I would have reddened up in my face with embarrassment slipping my bikini off in the face of another gym user. So I decided to strip myself down facing the water nozzle. As far as I was concerned it was not a strip show so there was no need for any posing. A few pulls at the strings around my waist and a whip of the top over my head and the bikini was on the floor. As I reached forward to the soap dispenser,... "I'd wondered where you ran off too!" It was Toni; she had obviously finished flirting with Steve. "You should have stayed hunny." "I think Steve was enjoying the view, although I can't blame him with those big tits of yours." As I turned to talk to her, I continued to soap myself down. "Toni!" I whispered in that shouting but whispering voice. "Stop it, someone might over hear you, I'm a respectable married woman, there are people who come to this gym who know me and my husband, I would not want them to think I was flirting." "Oh, you were not flirting!" "You hardly spoke." "Still did not stop him checking you out though." "Not that I can blame him, those are some fabulous tits" "Toni!" I exclaimed, in a more exasperated tone. "Oh come on honey, there is no one else in here, its dead this morning, look!" Toni reached up to her shoulders and pulled the halter neck of her swimming costume over her head, and then with a wiggle of her hips it was on the floor. Toni had cute pert little tits. She had a small tattoo on the rise of her left breast. The costume had been a little small in size anyway so I could already tell she had an impressive physic, but still with the costume off I looked with a little envy at the flat of her stomach and then down to her smoothly shaven mound. My god I was checking her out. Toni then proceeded to do a little twirl and hop, letting out a little, "Whoop!" as she did. Basically showing off that there was no one about. "See it's completely dead in here. I could probably drag Steve in here and give him an eye full of the both of us and no one would know!" I was seriously worried that this girl was a few brain cells short enough to do that. "Toni don't even ...." "Oh Lis chill out, I'm just teasing you, I know you would never be up for that." "Besides, "She whispered. She came up close to me and whispered in my ear. "I don't want him to spoil my fun." At that very moment Toni's hand was at the small of my back. She looked at me deep in the eyes; I could swear she was thinking about kissing me. I was routed to the spot with nervous tension. When they talk about rabbits stuck in the head lights, well that was me. However, the kiss never came. She continued to look intently at me, whilst moving the soap over my back in a motion as though she was washing me. But also holding me tight to her own body. Her leg was intertwined with my own. She was a little more petite than myself, maybe 5 foot. So her pussy hugged the thigh of my leg. Her head just above my tits. She continued to look deeply at me. It was making me nervous, but she must have sensed this so rather than pushing me over the edge, she just held me close and continued to soap my back and down to my ass. As I tried to speak, there was a lump in my throat and I had to cough before I could get the words out. "Toni, please what if someone see's." That was the clear signal to her that she had been waiting for. My reaction was about embarrassment and being seen rather than revoltion by her approach. With that she leaned in ever more firmly against my body. "Well move a little back honey so I can fit my ass inside the cubical with you." Not waiting for me to come to my senses she pushed forwards, leaving me only with the options of stepping backwards or falling over. I stumbled a little but moved backwards until my back was up against the cold metal of the big silver plunger that turned the shower on and off. Toni then proceeded to put her hand either side of my hips and turned me to face the plumbing of the shower. The water from the shower was now completely shooting over my body and onto Toni behind me. She took the body puff from my hand that I had been using to soap my body and then continued to soap my back. However it was no casual rubdown. She kept her body close to mine, keeping me slightly off balance, so much so that I had to steady myself against the wall of the shower cubicle. Her left hand was pressed firmly against my hip as her right hand moved all over my back, scrubbing me gently up and down creating lather with the puff. At that point I heard a door close and a shower turn on further down the aisle. I was stuck, even as I was coming to my senses and realising what I was letting her do and that I should be stopping her. If I made a fuss now, there was someone else who know. Sex Games "Toni, please I whispered. Stop it!" Toni pressed herself close to my body her firm tits like bullets in my back. "It's ok sweetie. I'll keep nice and quiet, she will have no idea I'm here and when she is gone, I will leave you alone." Her right hand then moved down to my ass as she continued to soap me and pressed deep into the crevice of my buttocks. "That's if you still want me to go?" She giggled with a gasping breath. The firmness of her hand meant that the soapy puff dug deeply into my ass. She plunged up and down my ass crack, with long slow strokes. Then with her latest plunge she pushed all the way through my legs and across the front of my pussy. A tingle shot straight through my body as I was violated by her manipulation of my body. Toni dropped the body scrub and started in earnest to slip her fingers deep into my pussy. All I could do is stand there with my eyes closed, I was shocked, embarrassed, turned on and ashamed all at once. The soap all over my body made it easy for Toni to penetrate me, but I could not help it, I was turned on by the experience. It had been so long since a woman had touched me, never mind been sexual active with me. Her left hand was busy, reaching between my ass; occasionally she would push against my butt hole pushing into it as though she was trying to anally finger me. I instinctively tensed up and then her fingers would slip further forwards, directly into my pussy. There must have been 2 or 3 fingers. I felt stretched but not overly full. The contrast in my body's reaction from anal play to pussy play was noticeable. When she pushed against my ass I would tense up and grip the metal plumbing, silently begging her not to fuck my ass with her fingers. As she then slipped forwards into my pussy, I totally relaxed and push my ass back to meet her fingers, eager to feel them deep in my hole. Meanwhile her other hand was gripping my breast, squeezing and teasing the flesh. As I opened my eyes, I could still hear the other shower further down the line. Toni noticed me looking around in a nervous checking to see if we had been caught. Rather than stopping her use of my cunt, this encouraged her to start to manipulate my clit. It was almost like she was trying to make me gasp out loud so we would be discovered. Her forefinger, pressed tight against my clit, there was no need for her to ease me in gently. I was already close to cumming and despite the guilt in the pit of my stomach I was enjoying the experience and I just wanted to cum all over this little minx's fingers. My clit was almost burning up at this point. The stimulation of the rest of my body and the total lack of stimulation on my clit must have left me engorged and throbbing. Toni obviously knew her way around a woman's body as she took too fingers and frigged my clit back and forth quickly. She could tell that I was on the edge and only needed a little more. Oh my god it felt so good, my toes where curling with the pressure on my clit, I could feel the surge building up through my body. My legs where trembling and I could not stop the quietest of moans escaping my lips. "I knew you were a horny slut, you bad wife, what would your hubby think!" Toni whispered into my ear as my orgasm built. Then just as I reached the end, her fingers left my clit. My back felt cold and as I turned around Toni was gathering her costume together. She gave me a smile and turned and left the shower room. I was in a dilemma! Do I bring myself to climax? Do I want to follow her and see if she is interested in more? Do I tell my husband what has happened? Should I not let him know that I had cheated on him? Had I cheated on him or had I been used? Oh god my pussy was pulsing!!