0 comments/ 28268 views/ 0 favorites Chatroom By: fmp I apologise in advance for any grammar or spelling errors. French is my usual language. There is a reference in the text to other experiences we have had. If anyone wants to read them, they exist, but in French. This is the transcript of a dialogue which I had a short time ago in a chatroom. The woman with whom I was chatting is called Marie, which is how I came to be talking to her in the first place, because my name is Marie-Paule. Marie and her husband, Shaun, live in a small town in the Midwest. She is 42 and he is 45, so a little older than me. I am 37. Their discovery of a desire to try new erotic experiences is relatively recent, a couple of years, and they have tried swapping, as well as other experiments . She gave me a description of herself, so I can say she is carrying excess weight for her height of five eight. Shaun is a little smaller than her and is, I guess you would say round in shape, but with a really cute face, she says. They both work for the same company, I don't have further details. They each have an office. Opposite Marie's office is the reception desk. She was having a slow day, she said, to explain why she was on the chat. Me, too, I have to admit, but from my office in Strasbourg, France. She asked me to describe myself, so I went through the details: five five one hundred and eighteen pounds, blonde. I had to think to convert my 85B to 34B so she would understand. Our thing, my husband and me, is exhibition… of me! I have shown myself off in many different places, and at times this has led to other experiences, involving other people as well as Franck, my husband. Anyway, Marie asked me to talk her through my first exhibition. Even though it was a very gentle incident, and I have had many more, and more daring adventures since, Marie said it had excited her a lot. What follows is an account of our dialogue, and it is pretty accurate. Where there are crude words, those are the ones used at the time. The only things I have missed out are the inevitable delays and silences which occur in a chat room. Me: So you are excited, Marie Her: Yes, very Me: What are you wearing? Her: Knee-length green skirt and white blouse with green cravate Me And underneath? Her: Do you want to know? Me: Of course Her: Black bra and panties…. And the panties are a little damp Me: Do you want to take them off? Her: Here? In the office? I don't know Me: Don't you want to? Is anyone else with you? Take them off Her: OK. Just a moment PAUSE Her: I went to the rest room and took my panties off Me: How does it feel? Her: I'm even more excited Me: Would you like to pull your skirt a little higher on your thighs? I think it would feel good, and look nice. Her: It's done. You are exciting me, Marie-Paule Me: How far below your sex is your skirt, Marie? Her: Maybe three or four inches. Should I raise it some more? Me: Yes Her: I'm sitting bare-assed on my chair. My skirt isn't hiding anything at all…I've called Shaun into my office, he's reading what you write. He can see my naked sex. I would like to show off, like you, Marie-Paule. Me: How do you feel about someone else seeing your naked sex, Marie? Her: The idea excites me a lot…. Shaun, too! Me: Is there anyone around to whom you would like to show yourself? Her: I don't know…… Caroline maybe, she's the receptionist. She's younger than me, late twenties, very pretty. MeWould you lke her to see you as you are now? Does that turn you on? Her: : Oh, yes…. A lot! But I could lose my job if she took it badly. Shaun is saying go for it. I'm so excited I'm dripping. Me: Let me think. Could you arrange things so that she is in your office, but so that only Shaun can see how exposed you are? Her: I think so…… I'm going to try….. This is just so exciting….Wish me luck, Marie-Paule. I'm going to call her in Long pause Me: Are you there, Marie?……Marie? Hello? If you can read this, think of what you could say to Caroline. That you are naked under your skirt, that you are really hot, and that you are itching to show her your naked sex Her: Caroline is reading what you are writing Me: Wow! Really?? Her: Yes. She's reading over my shoulder. I asked her to read my screen Me: How is she reacting? Her: She's gone Me: Gone? What happened? Tell me Her: I called her in. Shaun said to her can you smell an unusual perfume in here, Caroline? The whole office smells of sex, Marie-Paule! She blushed. I told her that I was chatting with you, and that you were turning me on. I asked her to read the screen. She came over and must have seen my skirt round my waist, but she read the screen anyway. Then she said she had some work to do and started to go. But as she left the office, I called her name. She turned towards me, and I spun on my chair and opened my thighs to show her everything. Me: What are you feeling now? Her: Mostly fear. I didn't know I was capable of doing that. I understand now how you get turned on by exhibiting yourself, Marie-Paule. Me: Did you like doing it? Her: It felt fantastic. Wait a moment. Pause. I can't find a way to convey how the speed and fluency of the typing told me that someone else was at the keyboard. Me: Hello? CHi, this is Caroline. Me: Hello. Did you enjoy that? Did Marie shock you? Can you tell me what happened? CWhen I came into the room, it smelt of sex. I recognised it straight away. I got screwed by my older brother at the age of nine, so it isn't new for me. Me: Ow! CMarie said a few vague things to do with work, then Shaun asked if I noticed a strange perfume. I think I went red. When I came over to Marie's desk, I could see her skirt was up round her hips. I read the screen, and didn't know what to do. It excited me. I was on my way out, when Marie called me and showed me her cunt. Her hairs were wet and sticky. I could see her cunt lips all red and swollen. I had to get out, it was gross but exciting. I went to the restroom and took off my pantyhose and panties. Now I'm back in her office and I'm naked under my skirt, like Marie. She wants me to show her my cunt, but she says you have to give your permission. Me: Feel free, Caroline! CDone! And I stroked Shaun's prick through his pants, too! Now I really do have work to do. Bye, Marie-Paule Pause Marie: What a day! I didn't think I would ever dare. But once she was behind me, reading your words, I couldn't pull back. What a fantastic feeling! Me: What happened when Caroline showed you her sex? Her: She turned her back to Shaun, and lifted her skirt to show me. She doesn't have much hair, and I saw her cunt really well. Then as she was going, she went over to Shaun and touched his big hard-on. I have to go to think about all this, Marie-Paule, I'm still so excited. If you were here, I would kiss your cunt, your tits, your ass…. Anything to show you how grateful I am that you pushed me to this today. Me: I'm going to have to masturbate right now, to relieve the tension! You can find a picture of me on the net if you like I'll tell you where….. The following day, I contacted Marie again in the chat room. Me: Hi Marie… so what about yesterday? Her: I'm still excited. Your pic turned us both on all over again. You are beautiful, really sexy. Shaun says if all French women are like that, he's on his way to Europe. Me: I enjoyed letting you see it. What are you wearing today? Her: Black pants and woolen sweater Me: Bra? Her: Yes, of course Me: Take it off for me HerNow? You know Marie-Paule, my tits aren't like yours. They sag. I'm a 38C you know! Me: The important thing is for you to feel exposed, so take it off. Her: OK I'll go to the restroom MeNo! do it here! You are on your own aren't you? Her: OK. For you. It's done. I can feel my nipples prickled by the wool. They are standing up. MeIs Caroline there? Her: Yes, but she's busy Me: Go and say hi to her from me Will she see that you have no bra, that your tits are bare under your sweater? Her: I think so, it's quite thin. I'd like that. Wait. Her: I told her. She says hi. I know she noticed my tits. It felt good. MeGo and ask her what underwear she has on. And give her a kiss from me. Her: Do I have to? I don't dare. Me: You must! Her Ok………..I did it! She says blue bikini panties and a matching bra. She showed me her bra, she has really neat tits. I'd like to be sucking hers and yours right now, Marie-Paule Me Nice! Her: I invited her for Saturday with her husband Me What are you hoping for? Her: Anything! Everything! Chatroom Date in Missouri I had been talking with a guy from near Branson for about 6 months, he was divorced and had a son staying with him He seemed to be a real nice guy and was in his late 30s, his son was 18. Well one evening I received a chat request from him and as we talked, he invited me to come down to Branson on the following weekend to meet and go out, we had exchanged a number of pictures and even some nudes so I was interested in meeting him, my husband was out of town again on business so that was no problem and the drive was only about 6 hours so I said yes. I told him I could come down on Friday afternoon and would need to come back on Sunday afternoon, he said great and told me to go to a guarded parking lot in the main part of Branson's show district and that he would meet me there with his car. I agreed and started packing a suitcase for my trip. I drove to Branson that Friday and when I arrived at the parking lot, I was met by Bill, the guys son, he said his dad had been called out of town for the day on business and would be back that evening. He said his dad had asked him to pick me up and see that I was made comfortable till he got home. Bill drove us to the house, which was south of Branson on the lake, when we arrived he showed me a room and helped me with my suitcase, then he said that once I was unpacked and ready to come to the living room. I unpacked and went down, Bill showed me a wet bar and said help yourself, then he mixed me a rum and coke and ask is this the way you like it? I was surprised that he knew what I drank but he said his dad had told him so I really didn't think anything of it. We sat around and I had a few drinks, between the drive and the drinks I was a little tipsy, about two hours after I had arrived, there were two other young guys showed up; Roger and Donnie were their names and they were school friends of Bill. I had another drink that Bill had made for me and curled my legs up on the sofa, the boys were all setting across from me, Bill started to talk about my husband being gone a lot and that he knew I was really a hot number; I was about to protest this kind of talk when Bill said that he had copied all the email that I had sent to his dad and that he also had a disk with all of my pictures on it! I was shocked, then I said I would wait upstairs for his dad and Bill laughed and said he is really our out town for the entire weekend, and that it was really he that had invited me down. I said something about leaving and he just laughed, how you have no transportation and you don't even know where you really are. Bill said that they had all looked at my pictures and wanted to see me up close We sat and talked and I drank a couple more of the drinks Bill kept making for me, then he said come on Sigi strip for us, I put on a little striptease for them and was down to just a black garterbelt, stockings, and heels; then Bill and Roger took turns dancing with me and of course helping themselves to some touching and feeling. I must admit that between the drinks and the idea of being naked in front of three 18-year-old boys really had me worked up and turned on. I could smell myself and my crotch was wet. About eight that evening we went upstairs to the room where my things were, I did some more dancing and let them touch and feel, then Bill said you know the real reason I invited you down is that Donnie has a real problem. What kind of problem? I asked, well he is to big for any of the girls around here that put out, when they see it they won't let him near them. Then he said, "show her Donnie", Donnie began to undress and I was amazed to see the biggest, fattest cock that I had ever seen in person. I had seen pictures of freaks and stuff but this was the real thing! Donnie''s cock was over 14" long and 3 and ½" across or 7" round! I gasp when I saw it standing stiff and straight from his young body, Bill said do you think you can take it all? I just stared and then he said go ahead Donnie do her, do her good. Donnie guided me back to the bed and then lay along side me and began to kiss and fondle my breasts, then I felt his fingers rubbing my clit and I reached down to his massive cock and could not close my hand on it. Donnie told Roger to get some Vaseline and a rubber, I heard myself mumble "no rubber please, and there is a tube of KY Jelly in my purse! Roger ran downstairs and came back with my purse, when he got back I noticed that Bill had been busy also and was carrying in an old video camera and a tripod; which he sat up. In the mean time Roger gave the tube of jelly to Donnie, I watched in fascination as he smeared the head of his swollen cock with some of it, then Donnie smiled at me and rubbed what was left on his hand on my hot pussy. Donnie quietly said, spread your legs Sigi; he positioned himself between my legs and rested my stocking clad ankles against his shoulders, then I felt the head of his huge cock against my slit and he was holding the lips apart as he slowly rubbed the head of it up and down along my wet pussy. I could feel the head of his cock spreading my cunt open as never before as he slowly pushed against me, I moaned as the head (the size of a medium apple) entered me, then he moved my legs off his shoulders and put my feet on his hips, Donnie leaned forward and kissed my lips and as he did he shoved the full length of his young hard cock into me, I gasp for breath as I felt it pushing my insides up toward my stomach, Donnie immediately pulled back and began to pound his cock in and out of me like a jackhammer. I caught a glimpse of Bill and Roger in the corner by the camera, both grinning and stroking themselves. I felt him shudder and then his hot jism pumping into me, but to my surprise he stayed hard and continued to ram away at my now tender pussy, I had orgasm after orgasm. I heard Bill tell Roger; "see I told you his first woman would catch hell". Again I felt him shudder and explode another load of cum into me, but again he just grunted and kept plunging into me, finally he came again and this time he kissed me tenderly and wiped the sweat from my forehead as he slowly pulled his cock form my cunt, I felt the cum pour from me and run down the crack of my ass. Bill and Roger were slapping Donnie on the back and congratulating him on not only getting his first piece of ass, but that he had satisfied a full grown women. I tried to get up to go shower but my legs were so weak they had to help me to the bathroom After the bath I dressed in just stockings and heels and put on a coat and we went out to eat, they took me to a place where they and their other school friends hung out and we ate. Then we headed back to the house, Donnie drove and I was in the back with Bill and Roger, they both got blowjobs on the way home and then Donnie did me once more, this time doggie style. Then we all went to bed. Saturday morning I awoke to breakfast in bed, eggs toast coffee. The boys said that they had told some of their buddies about last night and they didn't believe what Donnie and I had done. They ask me if I would do it in front of about 20 guys from school! I was scared but at the same time excited, they promised that I did not have to do anything or anyone other than Donnie unless I wanted to. I said okay, but where and how? Bill said he knew a place that they all had gone camping before with the scouts, the boys got out the pickup and threw some wrestling mats on the back, again I was dressed only in the stockings and heels, with a coat. We drove south almost to the Arkansas border and then pulled into a wooded road, when we got to the place, there were five cars with young guys in them. Bill introduced me to each of the guys and then had me take my coat off and climb up onto the truck bed, Donnie joined me and stripped, I was sopping wet by now and he had know trouble in entering me, but again he was able to maintain his hardon through two climaxes and had me where I could barely stand when he was done. We got a round of applause from our audience and then they left, we loaded up and went back to the house. We relaxed the rest of the day and went to bed early. Sunday morning Donnie drove me to Branson in his van, when we got to the parking lot he carried my suitcase to my car, and then stood holding my hand and smiling. He said he wished he could kiss me goodbye, but didn't want to have anyone see us in the street. I said come on I will walk back to your van with you, when we got to the van, he kissed me full on the lips, I told him to open the side door on the van, when he did I pushed him inside and said take off those jeans, I pulled off my panties and straddled him and rode that cock one more time. When I got out of the van cum was running down my thighs and I had left my panties, but I was happy. Chatroom Fun Missy rushed into the hotel room, dropping her purse, coat and briefcase on the floor--but she kept a tight hold on the little package in her hand. Missy barely kicked the door shut before she was squirming out of her suit jacket and kicking off her black pumps. These landed unceremoniously on the floor beside the other items scattered on the floor. The room was pristine from the cleaning that it had received earlier that day. Missy changed that in short order. Within a minute the dresser held her blouse and the nylons that she had torn from her smooth brown legs. The bed covers were crumbled as she lay on top of them. Her chocolate legs held goose pimples as her skirt rode high on her thighs. She lay on her back, brown eyes glued to the laptop screen. It rested securely on her belly as she waited impatiently for the damned machine to power up. She'd thought about nothing else the entire day. Even when sitting in the board meeting with the staunch, middle aged, executives, Missy could feel the slow heat rising between her legs. More then once she squeezed her knees together to stop the tingling...and of course that only made it more delicious. Why couldn't she control this?! She was on the verge of orgasm just thinking back to the night before... ~***~ A week earlier, her Manager had made it clear that Missy could not get out of the business trip to Philadelphia with the Executive Board of her company. Although the trip would surely earn her a promotion, the last thing she wanted was to be in the company of the group of elderly white men with their narrow views on progress. They still referred to women as 'gals'! Being the only woman in the entire group was made worse by the fact that she was also the only African American. In the three days since she'd been in Philadelphia Missy had dressed conservatively in charcoal or black suits—skirts knee length. Still she noticed the admiring looks of Board. She didn't even want to contemplate what they thought of her. With her shapely hips and large legs, a suit did little to hide her voluptuous attributes. God had blessed Missy Ann Lewis with a large, shapely ass and breasts that stayed the center of attention in any room full of men! Her eyes were beyond brown...they were black and most people didn't understand why those eyes captivated them so deeply...not until they recognized the desire to swim in the depths of them. Missy's lips were full and stayed parted not by any desire to appear pouty, or sexy(although that was the effect), but because her breath was deeper then anyone she had ever known. Her pulse raced as a norm and this had been documented by Doctors. Missy's temperature had always run two degrees hotter then any one else's. Her hair was long and not by virtue of a weave but because she brushed it until it was silky and gleamed with golden highlights. The effect was striking against her coffee and cream complexion. Missy appeared, at first glance, a bit on the thick side...until you noticed her bouncing ass and breasts straining forward. Then it was all a man could do to not think about sinking into the glories of Missy Ann. And it had been definitely difficult for the old men in the daily meetings and think tanks to keep their eyes off of her breasts and ass. Alone for the second evening in a row, Missy had gone down to the hotel bar. Still wearing her suit she ordered a Ruby Red Vodka and Tonic and hoped she didn't get approached by another old white man. Once the drink had relaxed her she sat back and enjoyed the piano player's fingers as they expertly stoked the keys. It made her imagine those very same fingers stroking her. She smiled to herself. As passionate as she was, it had been a long time since a man's fingers had been anywhere near the area's of Missy's body that she so missed being caressed. Missy had been on the fast track at work for so long that she hadn't set aside time for romance. She was shocked when she counted the months of celibacy and it amounted to a full year! How could that be when she loved sex more then the average woman? Not that she had direct knowledge of this fact...only how could other women exist if just the sight of a man's masculine walk was enough to bring her? She didn't think anyone else felt about it like she did. Visuals just straight out did it for her. Restlessly she picked up one of the many weekender magazines that littered the bar and absently leafed through it. Her hand froze in mid turn when she set eyes on a chocolate brother in a large center spread, appearing to be wearing nothing more then a sexy grin. She didn't understand what it was about the picture but she found herself scanning the ad...for a chat room. Hmmm. She was just bored enough to try that... Quickly Missy had returned to her room. She changed into her night clothes consisting of shorts and an old t-shirt. Her breasts seemed to swell in gratitude at being released from the confines of her bra. She got comfortable on the bed with her laptop and anxiously signed on to the local chat room. When asked to choose a screen name she quickly typed in Missy#1. She immediately landed in an area called lobby, but there were other rooms with cute names like Lover's Lane, Café Perk...Since Lobby is where she landed that's where she explored. Immediately, though, she was lost--not understanding any of the codes that the other chat room members used. LOL was the extent of her online knowledge. And what were those little boxes...? She clicked on one of the boxes and was shocked to see a picture appear in the corner of the screen. She almost fell of the bed when the picture moved and she realized that it was webcam. Missy stared at the woman on the video as the woman typed on the computer and seemed oblivious to the fact that just any old person could be looking at her. After several minutes Missy decided to check out the other boxes. Ooookayyyy...some people really should think twice about using web cam...Missy's breath came out in a shocked hiss that was sudden and surprising to her ears. That man from the photo...the cutie pie from the weekender magazine was on webcam! Tastichoco-lit was his screen name. Missy smiled. Now here was some chocolate that she'd gladly taste... She watched him as he typed on his computer and periodically glanced at his cam. When he did that it always sent a bolt of electricity through her chest that spiraled to the pit of her stomach to settle somewhere between her thighs. Missy scanned the typed in messages searching for Tastichoco-lit's. There! He was chatting with several people, all women vying for Tasti's attention. Their banter was witty and quick. She followed it the best that she could. There were still thirty-five other people in this particular chat room and how they kept who they were talking to straight, was beyond Missy. ~who are you Missy#1? "Oh my God!" Missy's skin grew molten hot. The message blinked like a neon beacon in the dead of night. She stared at it for what felt like forever. The message was from Tasti. Tasti was talking to her! Who was she?! Somebody stupid enough not to have found a more discreet screen name! ~you've been watching me. I see you have been docked for thirty minutes...So? Who are you? Missy shook her hands frantically while looking at his picture wide-eyed. He knew that she had been watching him?! Frantically she scratched her scalp, trying to think of how to respond when all she wanted to do was stab the logout button and hide in the bathroom! This is ridiculous! Tasti was staring dead into webcam and seemed as if he were watching her...as if he could actually see her. Calmly she began to peck out a response. ~Hi. I'm just observing. I'm new to chat...hope you don't mind me watching. Tittipritti sent a message. KISS Oh, that was sweet. Missy thought. But then immediately several messages came up in rapid succession demanding to know why Titti was hating and who she was calling stupid. Stupid?! Missy googled Internet abbreviations for KISS, which meant- keep it simple stupid. Bitch! Feeling her cheeks grow hot with embarrassment as well as anger Missy typed a rapid response. ~Titti. Play nice. Or you'll have to get out of the adult pool Immediately, Tasti sent her a smiley that was winking and grinning widely. Others were sending laughing and winking smileys. Missy grinned. She was liking this. ~Missy WTGP? Missy felt her palms sweat. This from Tasti. Was it another insult? Quickly she looked up the acronym. Want to go private... Missy smiled. ~look, I don't know anything about these acronyms. Missy typed out as soon as Tasti had created a private room. ~don't worry...don't have 2 use them. Do I know u? U don't have a pic. Missy grinned. What she wouldn't give to know him... She examined his sexy webcam footage. Yum! He looked at the camera again and seemed to be staring right at her. Missy felt her breath come that much faster as her heart beat quickened. ~you don't know me. I'm from out of town. I'll only be here another three days. Business. ~oh. Pics aren't necessary. I have a good imagination. What do u look like? ~curvy, thick thighs, brown skinned Missy found herself wanting him to really see her. She tried to paint a picture. ~I'm 5'10", so I'm statuesque. I have shoulder length auburn hair, my eyes are black. Really, they are. And I have lips...that you can call big, full, whatever—but they would make Angelina Jolie hide her face in shame. My butte would hardly be accepted on a Paris runway, but J-Lo has nothing on me! and because I can fill out a DD bra I'm not lying when I say that I have a true hourglass figure The laptop screen remained blank. As Missy stared at the Webcam Tasti's face stayed glued to his screen. And still her screen remained blank. Missy frowned. Not every man went for bootilicious. Some still liked stick women. ~Wow! Was his response and her lips curled in pleasure. After that, talking to a perfect stranger was easy. He was flirty, sexy as hell and he gave all of his attention to her. A while later, when Missy glanced at the clock, she noted in surprise that it read almost eleven pm, which meant that she had been chatting for close to two hours! How could that be? ~do you know that we've been online almost two hours?! ~do you need to go? She did. She'd have another long day of meetings tomorrow...but it had been so long since she had talked to a man like this and every time she looked at her screen... ~I don't have to go He smiled. ~good. Because I want u to do me a favor. ~oh? ~oh...that's exactly right. Missy I want you to give me your best O face Missy's mouth dropped but she was smiling at the same time. She laughed out loud. ~tasti, you can't see my O face...unless they've invented two-way web cams. ~told you...I don't need pictures. I have a good imagination. You game? Because if you show me yours...I'll show you mine Missy's mouth grew instantly dry. ~u still there? Was she game? ~I'm game ~you've never done this before, have you, Missy? ~how do you know? No... what exactly do you mean by THIS? ~come here baby. Get comfortable. Let me rub your neck a little...and kiss behind your ear. Mmmm. You taste good. My fingers are firmly on your shoulders, kneading, caressing...You see? Missy almost forgot to type her response. ~Ahhh...kiss me then, where my neck and shoulder meet. That's my spot. You can blow there also. Let me take your hand and show you how to touch my breast...Palms up, then you can hold them in your hand. Heavier then you thought, huh? Mmmm. Use your thumb to raise my nipples. They're so hard now. You like that. You can suck them if you like She watched Tasti as he read her response. He blinked and looked into the camera an honest look of surprise on his face. ~maybe, I'm wrong and you have done this before? ~only in my imagination ~damn...then my lips are right where you told me, between that sweet spot where your neck and shoulder meet. U taste like honeysuckle. Yum. Feel my tongue travel down past your collarbone. My hands are still on your beautiful tits, but now so are my lips. I'm sucking your nipples into my mouth. Mmm, baby. You taste like chocolate! Missy swallowed, her eyes glued to the screen. She found her hands mimicking the motion that Tasti described. Her fingers found her nipples already hard and standing out, ready, sensitive. Her eyes fluttered closed as she tugged on first the right then the left one. She pictured Tasti's tongue and lips there and a groan escaped. ~are you touching yourself, Missy? Tell me? ~my...My fingers are ~what are your fingers doing, Baby? ~touching my nipples ~just your nipples? ~Feeling hot all over, Missy slid her hand down past the waist band of her shorts. Her fingers slid even lower until she reached the patch of tightly curled hair. With a sigh her fingers spread her wet lips. Her clit was already quivering. ~tell me, baby Tasti encouraged. ~my clit ~look at webcam, missy In all of the excitement she had momentarily forgotten the webcam. What she saw made her fingers work rapidly. Tasti was standing and he was removing his shirt. She chewed her lip as his hand slid down over his abs to the waist band of his pants. Swiftly he opened them and lowered them until he was standing in just boxer briefs. The sight of his hard-on sent electrical pulses shooting low in her belly until they spiraled outward through all of her extremities. Missy groaned. Tasti's hands massaged himself through his brief and Missy thought that she'd never be able to blink. If he didn't show what was hidden behind those boxers she'd scream. ~pls, show me! She typed frantically. She saw Tasti glance at his computer. He looked back at the webcam and winked at her. His hand slid below his waist band. Oh my God...he withdrew a cock that was hard like pipe plumbing... Even though she didn't want it like that, Missy felt her vagina explode. Rapidly her fingers stroked her pulsating clit. Her moisture made her palms slick! With a loud cry Missy came. Too fast, she wanted more. It was too fast. ~***~ But now she had her own webcam. Missy frantically set up the camera. It took such precious time when all she could think about was showing him. THE END Chatroom Fun Mike had just finished his second lecture of the day; there was now two hour's break before his next group and to pass away the time he decided to go to the University library and search the internet for a while. He swiped himself into the library with his student card and made his way up the stairs to the second floor where the computers were. The room had over two hundred computers in it and most of them were occupied; it was quite a busy time of the day. After a few minutes of searching he finally located an available computer in one of the corners of the room. Placing his bag under the seat he sat down and logged himself onto the server. For a while he surfed through various sites, music, film and humour mainly, but that got boring after a while. He finally decided to look for a chat room to pass the time away; after all he still had an hour and three quarters left before his next group. He found a chat site and registered himself as a guest user before waiting for the room list to come up. After a moment or so it flashed on screen and he browsed through the available categories. There was the usual, sports chat, films, and music, basically the same as everywhere else. And of course, there was the flirt room where mainly perverts hang out, pretending to be 17 year old girls and the like. After noticing the computer beside him had been recently vacated he decided to log himself into the flirt room for a laugh. It said there were fifty other people in there already so there was bound to be someone to chat to. He chatted away aimlessly for a while, flirting with somebody called 'Sex_Kitty' who claimed to be a 21 year old waitress from London, who it really was, was anyone's guess, but Mike found it mildly amusing for a while. Just as he was getting bored and considering leaving he received a private message from a user called 'CandiApples'. He decided to respond to it, see where it went. CandiApples: Hi there, A/S/L? Deciding to tell the truth for a change Mike busied himself with a reply. Funguy: Hey, I'm 19, male and I'm in Manchester. CandiApples: Wow, no kidding?? I'm 19, female and I'm in Manchester too! Funguy: Really? That is pretty coincidental isn't it? Where abouts are you? To be honest, at first Mike thought that this other person was full of shit and not really in Manchester at all, he just decided to humour them for a while, to see where it went. The next reply he got however, shocked him. CandiApples: In my University library wasting some time; how about you? Funguy: You're not going to believe this, but I'm in the University library too. CandiApples: No way! The one on the second floor? Funguy: The very same Mike had sat up to attention when he got the reply about being in the University and now sat up in his seat and scanned around the library to see if he could spot anyone doing the same right now; he was now actually beginning to believe that maybe his new chat buddy was telling the truth. CandiApples: Wow! What a coincidence, what are you studying? Funguy: I'm doing a Geography course, how about you? CandiApples: Psychology. Funguy: So, where abouts in the library are you? I've just had a scan but I couldn't see you looking around. CandiApples: Wouldn't you like to know? As a matter of fact I saw someone scanning around a second ago, so now I know who and where you are. Not bad looking might I add. Mike smiled a bit at this last statement, but still thought her to be bluffing about knowing where he was. Funguy: Why thank you. CandiApples: No problem, it is a flirt room after all. Funguy: Indeed it is, but I still don't believe you know where I am. I think you're maybe bluffing a little. CandiApples: Is that so? Then why do I know that you're wearing a black hooded top and you're sitting in the far corner of the room? Funguy: Wow, I guess you do know where I am then. I'm impressed. CandiApples: I know... I'm pretty good at this. Funguy: So then, you obviously know what I look like, how about you; what do you look like? CandiApples: Well, I've got shoulder length brunette hair, I'm fairly petite, and people tell me I'm nice looking. Funguy: That's a fairly vague description. CandiApples: Want to know more eh? I know what you're driving at. Ok, well I have fairly tanned (all over if you get me) skin, due to the Italian blood in me. Funguy: Wow, Italian huh? Very nice, famed for being pretty big and busty ladies. CandiApples: Well, I don't know about big... But for a petite girl I'm pretty busty. This was getting slightly steamier now and Mike had a quick scan around to make sure that nobody was watching before typing his reply. Funguy: Is that so? What size are we talking? CandiApples: Oh I'd have to say more than a handful, and they're nice and pert too. There was always the chance that Mike was being taken for a fool by some joker in the room, and he was more that aware of that at this point. Worse still, he could be chatting to a big fat ugly bird that was moistening at the prospect of seducing this handsome, fairly well built student. He contemplated his response for a moment before returning to his typing. Funguy: So, do you have a boyfriend? CandiApples: Not at the moment no; I'm enjoying my single status, making the most of casual encounters if you catch my drift. Funguy: Perfectly; so what's you're real name? CandiApples: Why do you need to know? Mike hesitated for quite a while before typing his next response as it was quite a cheeky one; he figured it would go one of two ways. His mysterious chat friend would either play along with it and then they would see how far it would go, or she/he/they would leave. Finally he decided to go for it and began typing. Funguy: So I'll know who I'm masturbating over later. Lol There was a long delay in the response to this last message and Mike thought that maybe they had left or decided to ignore him as he'd gone too far. Just as he was about to leave the room, he got a reply. CandiApples: Hmm, very interesting prospect... But you don't even know what I physically look like. All you have so far is the description of me. Funguy: That's all I have to go on. And anyway, you could actually turn out to be just a man fucking around for a joke, at least this way I can keep my dignity and use the mental image of what you look like. CandiApples: Lol, you're funny, but no, I can assure you that I'm not a man and that I really do look like what I've said so far. I'm not some fat sweaty geek girl desperate to get laid. Mike actually laughed out loud at this and noticed that the person two computers down from him glanced up for a second in mild annoyance. The majority of the people inside the library were here to do work; you weren't actually supposed to use the computers for leisure. He reminded himself to be quieter from now on so as not to attract any unwanted attention. CandiApples: I saw you laughing just then... You'll blow your cover if you're not careful. My name is Candice by the way. And yours? Funguy: I'm Mike, honoured to meet you. CandiApples: You haven't met me yet, and you still may not. Funguy: True, true. So anyway, lets talk about you for a while. What kind of stuff are you into? You know, music and stuff. CandiApples: This is supposed to be a flirt room Mike, those questions just don't cut it. Come on, be a man; what would you really like to know? Mike was really getting into this now. Now it was getting steamier he decided, his member began to stiffen in his trousers as he typed his reply. Funguy: Ok then, what turns you on Candice? CandiApples: Oooh, that was a good one. A lot of things turn me on to be honest. But what really turns me on is talking on the internet to someone who's literally in the same room as me, teasing him, making him all hot and bothered. And knowing that all this time he has absolutely no idea who I am or what I look like. That gets me very excited. Funguy: So I take it you're quite excited now then? CandiApples: I'm incredibly moist at the moment. What turns you on Mike? Funguy: Dirty talking with complete strangers over the internet kinda does it for me too, hehe. CandiApples: This is turning you on then? Funguy: My dick is aching for release. It was by now literally straining at the material of his trousers, needing satisfaction. Candice had indeed woken the beast from its slumber. CandiApples: Not yet naughty boy, you're all the same men, wanting to rush into everything. My tight little pussy isn't ready for you yet. Funguy: Stop it... You're driving me mental CandiApples: Would it drive you even more mental if I told you I wasn't wearing any underwear? The cold zipper of my jeans is pushing up against my clit and it feels so good. Funguy: Do you regularly go commando? CandiApples: Mmmmhmm, and I've cut the pocket out of my jeans so I can masturbate freely without anybody knowing. CandiApples: I've just done it now, slipped my finger into my pocket and teased my wet pussy with my finger. Funguy: Oh God, I can't take much more of this, I need you right now. He started looking around the room now frantically trying to spot Candice so he could take her off somewhere and fuck her senseless. There were so many sexy ladies in the room though that he couldn't even begin to work out where she was; she was very good at being discreet. CandiApples: Calm it big boy, surely you can wait. Funguy: Not much longer I can't CandiApples: Anyway, back to me, would it please you to know that I'm shaved down below? Funguy: Oh God.. This just gets better and better. CandiApples: I'd love for you to taste me, right here and now... Slide your tongue into my fleshy, pink pussy. Taste my juices as I grind my clitty into your face. Ohhhh, I keep touching my swollen little clitty as I think about it. Funguy: I'm going to fuck you so hard when I get the chance; my cock is throbbing with anticipation. CandiApples: Mmmm, I can't wait, I'm so wet right now I can actually smell my sex in the air. Let's go do it now. Funguy: Where abouts? CandiApples: I'm sure we'll find somewhere, but there's no more time for talk. Log out and follow me. I'm four rows in front of you, I'll stand up in a minute. Just follow me. And then she was logged out without another message. Mike had no choice but to do the same. He began thinking again that maybe Candice was not all she was making herself out to be and as he was logging out he had convince himself that she was going to be a fat minger. Just as he thought that however, a girl from four rows ahead stood up and made brief eye contact with him. He knew it was her immediately and without hesitation stood to follow. She was the picture of beauty, shoulder length brunette hair like she said, the most amazingly beautiful oval shaped face with deep brown eyes and full red lips. She wore a tight red t-shirt that emphasized her amazingly big tits; made to seem even bigger due to her small frame. As he stood and followed her out of the main room he saw what a perfectly tight ass she had and how it clung to the tight material of the denim jeans she wore. His erection throbbed painfully in his jeans as he tried to walk normally, they descended to the ground level, Mike holding a few paces back from her. They'd still not spoken in person. Candice paused at the ground floor level to make sure nobody was looking before descending another level into the off limits basement. Luckily nobody was around and Candice seemed to know where she was going as she set off down the corridor, her tight, round ass was all that Mike could watch. One time she glanced around just to make sure he was behind, but other than that she kept on walking a few paces ahead, still not speaking. They turned right onto another corridor and almost immediately she tried the handle of a door a few paces down the passage. Finding it unlocked she entered it and Mike assumed that he should follow. Inside, Mike realised it was a storage cupboard for stationary and such. The door shut behind him and he turned to face Candice for the first time in person. 'Hi Mike.' She said in a throaty, seductive tone. Leaving him no time for reply she literally pounced on him, pushing him up against the wall and locking her full, red lips onto his for a passionate kiss. Mike responded equally, allowing his tongue to enter her mouth where they frantically danced around each other's, exchanging their fluids. She leapt into his arms while they kissed, wrapping her slender legs around his and pushing her crotch onto his. Her huge, firm tits pushing up against his chest. She began to grind her crotch up and down the bulge in his trousers, eliciting soft moans while they continued to passionately kiss. Finally the kiss broke, but they wasted no time in continuing their fun. Both hurriedly stripped themselves naked, Mike watching as Candice removed her jeans, confirming that her tight looking, shaven pussy was indeed commando style. What surprised him more was that she also wore no bra and her huge tits defied gravity naturally. He found himself drawn to her huge, pink nipples that puffed proudly erect from her gigantic globes. She looked absolutely fantastic naked, her skin tone was alluring, an all over natural tan and her skin shone. She too ran appraising eyes over Mike's muscular physique, and more importantly well endowed member, which jutted obviously forth from his groin. No more time was wasted, both knew that if discovered, they would be in a lot of trouble, yet that just seemed to heighten the sexual anticipation for both of them. The smell of sex filled the air, a musky aromatic scent that filled Mike's lungs and made him lust for Candice's pussy. His wish was fulfilled as she backed herself off into a wall, parted her legs and motioned for him to begin. He moved over to where she was and placed his hands firmly on her tight ass cheeks, lifting her easily off the floor he moved his cock into a position where it was just a hair's breadth away from her pussy. He could feel the heat radiating from within. 'Ohhhh god, just fuck me. Fuck me hard and fuck me fast.' Candice leant in close and whispered in his ear, he pushed the head of his member past her pink lips and felt himself close to ejaculation at the feeling of her velvety flesh inside. He didn't want to get this far and blow it thought so he eased the rest of his length into her tight, wet confines more slowly. He loved the way her pussy seemed to accommodate for his member just perfectly and he managed just to fit inside of her all the way. She began to elicit soft moans as he thrust himself in and out of her, she wrapped her bare legs around his waist, which opened her up a little more for him. Her huge breasts mashed up against his chest as he fucked her, gradually picking up the pace. There was no need for a build up, both had achieved that earlier with their internet chat. This was sheer animal lust for one another and pretty soon he was thrusting his member in and out of her lubricated vagina at a fairly upbeat tempo, causing her to moan his name out loud. Her huge tits jumped up and down on her chest and she nuzzled her face into his shoulder to muffle her moans slightly in case anyone should walk past outside. Her legs wrapped tighter around his waist and pulled him deeper inside of her so that with every thrust his balls slapped up against her flesh. He grabbed her ass tighter and pulled her even closer in to him, really fucking her as hard as he could now. She had given up the pretence of being quiet and wailed in sheer ecstasy with every thrust. Her nails dug into his shoulders and her legs clamped tightly around his waist as she felt a powerful orgasm begin to rise from deep inside her. He lifted her clean away from the wall and began to bounce her petit frame directly up and down on his tool, pushing it deeper than she ever imagined possible. The stimulation of her clitoris in this new position was immense and the sensations intensified a hundredfold. Letting out an earth-shattering wail she reached her climax as Mike continued to fuck her with abandon, her juices spurted forth from her climaxing pussy and trailed down both hers and his legs. Her body shook tremendously and her huge tits jiggled and bounced on her chest with every wave of pleasure that went coursing through her body. Her eyes were screwed shut, her mouth open in a constant wail. Her fingers dug harder into his back and her pretty little toes curled as one orgasm passed into another and she continued to climax while Mike continued his relentless assault on her wet and willing cunt. As he rode her to her third successive orgasm Mike began to feel a familiar tingling in his balls. He continued to thrust into her through another orgasm before pulling his member from her more than satisfied vagina. 'I'm gonna cum' He moaned. She took the hint and squatted before him, just so that her huge tits were level with his throbbing cock. She enveloped his member in the gap between her globes and pushed them together around it. Mike began to thrust his cock between her tits, the pussy juice acting as a lubricant. It only took a few thrusts before Mike felt his ejaculate racing up his shaft and spilling out onto Candice's tits. He screwed his eyes shut as he began to squirt wave after wave of his seed, coating her breasts. He came so hard that his cum even splashed up onto her chin several times. She rubbed her breasts throughout, smearing his ejaculate all over her hefty mounds, making them shine. Finally spent, his manhood began to deflate. He looked down at Candice, her tits were literally covered in cum. Some deposits even trickled from her chin. She smiled up at him. 'I'm supposed to have a lesson in half an hour. What am I supposed to do about this?' 'Absolutely no idea' Mike replied, reaching for his clothes, 'but that was mind blowing.' 'Well, I'm glad you liked it,' Candice said, attempting to rub the deposits of semen into her skin, licking her fingers every now and then, tasting his cum. 'You know, I'm in the library quite a lot of the time, and I regularly use that chatroom, so maybe we'll meet again sometime.' She winked at him. 'I'm sure we will.' Mike replied, already planning on returning to the library the following day. He finished dressing and picked up his bag. 'I'll see you around then big boy.' She said after him as he opened the storeroom door, checked to see if anyone was around and left, headed for his next lesson. Chatroom Lovers They had met in a chat room and kept in contact over an instant messenger. She was a young girl from Texas and he was only a year older and from the east coast. He liked to keep her in suspense when it came to his specific location. He was intrigued by her and she seemed to enjoy talking to him. They had been talking for about a month when they decided to experiment with each other. Cyber sex had always interested him and she was curious as to how it would feel and if it would ruin their internet friendship. They both went through the process slowly and enjoyed it immensely. They were both very new at this and couldn’t belief that the other was just as inexperienced. They grew even closer after that first sexual escapade. They wanted to be with each other more every time they cybered and even discussed the idea of meeting. When he turned 21 it was time to fulfill his lifelong ambition to drive cross country and see as much of America as possible. He wanted to see Mt. Rushmore, the Golden Gate Bridge, and Old Faithful among other great sites. He had mentioned this to his internet love and she picked up on the fact that he would be stopping close to where she lived. She didn’t tell him this though. He stopped at the small roadside motel just outside of Amarillo that he had told her about. She was there about an hour after him and noticed the only license plate from the east coast in the parking lot. She waited until the owner of the car left the motel for lunch and she made her move. She walked in the office and rented a room right beside his. Her plan was simple. The fact that they had never met face to face gave her an edge she would use to make this a meeting neither would forget. When he returned she put her plan into action. She stepped out of her room just as he was walking up the open air corridor in which both of their rooms resided. She allowed the door to slam shut and acted surprised when this happened. She immediately turned and began to jiggle the door handle and smack the door with an open palm in an effort to get in. As he passed he asked what was the matter and she told him that she had just lock all of her keys in her room. He logically suggested that they go to the manager an ask that he let her in(what he didn’t know was that she paid the manager to step out as soon as he saw her lover return). The both of them returned to the corridor after they found that the manager was nowhere to be found. He was never one to let another person suffer without cause so he invited her into his room, out of the cold, until the manager returned. Her plan was working perfectly. Inside the room she saw pretty much the same scene as in hers. To the right, as soon as they walked in the room was the bathroom and a large picture window held a place in the wall opposite the entrance to the motel room. Between the bathroom and the widow was what she was most interested in, the queen size double bed. She walked further into the room and sat at one to the two chairs at a small round table in the corner of the room. He offered her a cup of coffee and she accepted. She sat there, her arms wrapped around herself as if she had been sitting out in the cold for an extended amount of time. The made their introductions, hers fake of course, and waited for the coffee to finish perking. When this occurred he poured two cups and sat one in front of her while he sat opposite her and sipped his drink slowly. She then proceeded to take off her coat and reveal a gorgeous body hugged tightly by a dress that probably showed a bit to much cleavage but she didn’t care. The only thing she cared about was that he noticed. It was obvious that he did. She was dressed to kill. Her dress was black and was accented by her gorgeous white skin. Her breasts were slightly lifted up by her bra and almost burst out of her tight dress. Her brown hair was shoulder length and filled with curls and swayed every time she moved her head even slightly. She had a medium frame and decent build. Had there not been a table in the way he could have seen right up her dress to her black satin thong. She knew modesty would get her nowhere. He was dressed in a sweat shirt and jeans. Nothing fancy about him, he had not planned on this encounter but wished he had. The woman in front of him was possibly the hottest thing he had ever laid eyes on. He wanted her right then and there but knew this wasn’t going to happen. To him she was a stranger. A beautiful stranger but a stranger nonetheless. They continued their forced conversation, each of them wanting the other’s body but only one knowing the truth about the situation. After about 45min she suggested that the manager might be back and she should check and see. As she rose from her seat and turned towards the door he caught a magnificent view of he tight round ass. She walked across the room, her hips swaying sid-to-side, and she pushed him over the edge. She dropped her purse and bent over to pick it up off the floor. He couldn’t take it anymore and made his move. He got up and walked over to her and bent down to help her pick up the purse. She turned her head and saw him quickly glance from her cleavage to her face. She knew she had him hooked. She stood up and looked at him and said that she couldn’t think of a way to thank him for his kindness. She then leaned toward him and kissed him on his lips. As much as he wanted this it still caught him off guard. She further surprised him by slipping her tongue inside of his mouth and allowed his tongue to enter hers. This planned/spontaneous kiss lasted for a full five minutes. During this kiss they had their first true embrace. His arms wrapped around her body as hers did his. His right hand went up to her hair and he ran his fingers through while his left hand went down and cupped her ass. At this she pulled him closer and could instantly feel him grinding into her thigh. It was time for them to enjoy what they had only typed to each other for the past five years. As they kissed and held each other she began to move backward toward the bed and he followed. When she felt her legs hit the bed she fell back and brought him down on top of her. He pulled off his sweat shirt and continued to kiss her. He kissed her mouth, her chin, and then her neck. His lips began to explore her chest and the top of her breasts exposed by her dress. She just laid there, loving the fact she was living out her fantasy. His hands reached up and grabbed the shoulder straps of her dress, pulling her dress down to her stomach. He kissed just below her breasts and all over her newly uncover stomach. Both his hands moved over her black bra covered breasts. She wanted more than just foreplay but didn’t want to rush things. She reached around to her back and unclasped her bra and then took it off. His hands now felt her soft breasts and began to squeeze them firmly. He then started to lick her breast and suck on her nipples. As he sucked he would flick her erect bud with his tongue. This sent wonderful signals of pleasure to her. She reached her hand down into his jeans and grabbed his hard cock. She moved his rod in between each of her fingers and then started to tug his cock slowly. He felt this and it caused him to suck even harder on her nipples. Her other hand began to undo his belt and then pull down his zipper. She left her cock pulling to use both hands to slide his jeans off and reveal his boxers. These too came off. She couldn’t wait any longer and slid her dress off the rest of the way taking her panties off with it. His cock yearned to be inside of her but he knew it wasn’t time. He wanted to please this stranger since it was him wanting to help her out that led to this situation. He moved down and began to kiss the insides of her toned thighs. First the left and then the right. From one to the other he kissed them, always moving up with each kiss. He soon saw his objective and wanted to taste of this beautiful woman very badly. He laid gentle kisses all around her pussy occasionally tickling his nose in her cleanly groomed pubic hair. He then laid the tip of his tongue at the top of her cunt and began to use the underside to lick the top of her lips. The anticipation was driving her wild. She could hardly believe all this was happening and it became surreal for her. He took the next step and slowly parted her cunt with his tongue. He slipped his narrow tongue inside of her and loved the way she tasted. She was more wet than he thought she could be. She let out a loud moan when she felt him probe her with his tongue. He swirled it around and around while reaching up and cupping her breasts in his hands. He squeezed and sucked her dry all at the same time. His tongue began to flick in and out of her at a great speed seemed to be at two places at once when she felt it at her clit then instantly in her pussy again. She put her hand atop his head and ran her fingers through his crew cut style hair. She was in such ecstasy, her hips raised from the bed and she began to shove her pussy in his face while pushing his head down into her. She was nearly at orgasm but didn’t want to just yet. It took all her strength to pull him out of her pussy. She then brought him up and held him in a deep kiss. While they kissed his hand slipped down and started to rub her pussy. He could feel her groan in his mouth and loved that she was loving this. He slid one finger into her cunt and moved it in and out. Her groaning became more forceful. A second finger joined the first and tore into her with great zeal. Had she allowed him to go on for a single second longer she would have had an orgasm right then. She didn’t want this just yet. She moved and caused both of them to roll over. She started to kiss his well chiseled chest and run her fingers all through the hair covering it. She moved down slowly knowing that he was nowhere near the brink of cumming like she was. She reached his cock and marveled at how big he really was. He had told her of his seven inches but never about his thickness. She briefly wondered if he would fit inside of her and quickly dismissed the thought knowing how much fun she would have finding out. She grabbed the base of his cock and kissed his sack. Then started to lick it. She licked all up and down his cock and licked off a huge glob of pre-cum on the tip. She dipped her tongue into his slit on his head and could taste remnants of pre-cum. She loved this taste. She began to give him a rough handjob. She turned her hand as she moved up his shaft and turned it back the other way as she moved down. She gripped him firmly and moved quickly up and down his shaft. She saw that this produced even more pre-cum and licked this up as well. She knew he was enjoying the handjob but she wanted to taste him as much as he had her. She opened her mouth and popped his big head into her mouth. She kept her position few a minute. All she would allow in her mouth was his head. She moved her tongue around it and then started to suck. She sucked hard on his head and he relished it. She enjoyed just sucking on his head but soon went on. She relaxed her jaw and moved her mouth slowly down his shaft. When she reached the base she thought she might choke on the length of his cock but kept going anyway. She firmed her jaw again and firmly moved up, sucking hard the whole way. She repeated this process for several minutes. She went up and down all the while she was slowly rubbing her cunt to keep herself aroused. He laid back and took this. He tried to remember how all this happened but couldn’t concentrate once the woman sucking his cock began to hum while she pleasured him. This enhanced every good feeling he was having up to that point. She noticed that more and more often she was tasting pre-cum. This gave her a sense that he was close to orgasm. She was too from continually rubbing her pussy. She took one last hard suck and released his cock from his mouth. She got overtop of him and supported herself on all fours. She gazed into his eyes. His ignorance of the whole situation made her want him more. It was time to relieve the both of them. She knelt above him and eased her way down to his throbbing cock. She felt his head at her lips and slowly allowed it to part them. When just his head was inside of her she lifted herself off of him. She then teased him again in this same manner. And then twice more. She wanted this to last forever. But it had to end. She gently let herself down all the way to the base of his cock. She started to move up and down on him. First she was very slow and gradually gained speed. As she bounced on him faster her bountiful breasts heaved up and down in similar motion with her. She saw him eyeing this and grabbed him hands to place them on her luscious tits. He grasped them and squeezed them in ecstasy. For the next few minutes they were one person moving in one singular motion, relishing in the other’s pleasure. As she moved her body up and down she felt his shaft jerk violently. A split second later she felt a warmness fill her cunt that rivaled anything good she had ever felt up to that point. His hot cum pumped into her with relentless force. This was the moment she had been waiting for. With his cumming she was finally able to release herself. Her entire body quaked with the most intense orgasm she would ever experience in her life forever. Juices secreted from her in such amounts she didn’t think she had. She nearly blacked out from pleasure. Although she held onto consciousness, all her muscles gave out and she collapsed on top the man she barely knew. They didn’t speak after their experience was over. The both of them just laid there holding the other and neither wanting to let go. The fell asleep and had dinner that night. It was over dinner that she dropped hints as to her identity. When all was revealed both were happy and promised to keep in touch as they had always done. He even said that he would make it a point to stay at the motel on his way back. She said that she would be gladly be there waiting for him. The End Chatroom Sex He and She meet in a chat room on the net.... H: Do you want me to give you an orgasm? S: Ha, you give me an orgasm? here and now? how? H: Well, let me show you! S: Ok, you can try! H: How are you dressed just now? S: Only in a top and undies H: See-through top? S: Yes H: What material? S: Silk H: What colour? S: Black H: Feels good on your body? S: Yees! H: Feel your nipples through the material! S: Ummm, they are getting harder... H: Good, tweeze them a little! S: Mmmm, they are growing.. H: Good for you, are you getting a little horny now? S: Yes indeed, go on please! H: What undies you have? S: Silky knickers H: What colour? S: Black H: Stand up and caress yourself through the silk! Your stomach and your buttocks.. S: Mmmm, feels good, I am getting more horny, please go on! H: Let a finger slide down between your butts and tell me what you find there, deep down! S: Naughty you, that’s my asshole H: Right, and if you go a little further.. S: My pussy H: Good, getting a little wet there? S: Yes H: Press your finger in and move it a little so you get juices on it! S: Ahh, yes I do H: Take your finger to your nose and tell me what you smell! S: I smell my pussy, I am getting so horny, please speed up! H: Oh no, we have so much time and you enjoy it, right? S: Yes, but... H: Put your hand on your stomach outside your pants and then go down slowly with your long finger, tell me what you find! S: I feel my little hairy bush and then... H: What then.. S: My cunt and it is wet.. H: Very good, find your clitoris? S: Yes... H: Tease it a little! S: Mmmm, it feels soo good, can I cum now, please, let me do it hard! H: Oh no my dear, slow down, you know we have time... S: Yes, but.. H: No but, take your finger away, lick it and sit down! S: Yes, Sir... I am sitting now H: You seem to be so horny, when did you cum last time! S: A week ago H: How and with whom! S: With myself... H: How and where? S: I woke up in the Sunday morning and must have had a wet dream because I was so aroused and wet.. H: So what did you do? S: I went out of bed naked as I was and opened the curtains.. H: Hmmm, are you a little exhibitionistic? S: Yes I am, I even walked out on the balcony H: Is it thrilling you when you think somebody can see you? S: Yes.... H: Ok, what did you do then? S: I took out my vibrator and lie down on the floor in front of the windows where a lot of people opposite could see me... H: Whoa, sorry not to be living in the other house. Did you see someone looking? S: Yes, I pretended not to look but at least three guys where watching H: Did you give a long show? S: No, I was so horny and excited by being watched that I put the vibrator on full speed and had a big cum that got my body into uncontrollable spasms... H: So now, a week later it is time again? S: Yes please, help me to an orgasm as you promised! H: Ok, I will be kind to you, stand up and take off your top and the undies! S: Done H: Sit down and push your pigo on the edge of the chair so you have full access to your vagina! S: Done, Sir... H: Which is your normal fuck finger? S: The right hand’s long finger H: You only use one finger? You have a quite tight pussy then? S: Yes, it is.. H: Put your finger in slowly so deep you can, don’t move it though S: Yes, it is all the way in H: Tell me what you feel! S: Warmth and wetness on my finger and a lot of tickling in my vagina... H: Good, rotate the finger very slowly now, feels good? S: Yees.. Please let me cum now! H: Oh, no, we still have time to get you really horny before you will come, enjoy it! S: Please... H: Bend your finger and find your G-spot! S: Yes I am right on it.. H: Tease it hard! S: Ohaaaooo, feels sooo good, can I... H: No, take your finger out! S: Yes.. H: Take both your hands and squeeze your nipples hard and tell me when they get to their max sizes! S: Now, Sir, they can’t get bigger, please... H: Good, then let your hands go on the inside of your thighs and caress slowly all the way up to your cunt! S: Yes I do H: Put you fingers just under your pussy and tell me what you find there! S: It is wet of my juices H: Take up as much as you can on your fingers and lick it all up! S: Yes, I did H: What do you want to do now? S: Finger myself hard until I come... H: Ok, horny, I will let you do it on one condition S: What condition? H: That your finger will touch your clit and your G-spot at the same time S: I will do so, Sir, can I now? H: Yes. GO!! (30 seconds later) S: Arrrrggggggghhhrrrrrrroouuuuuuuughhhhhhhhh Chatroom Trick I couldn’t believe I was doing this, as I stood by her front door I struggle to find breath on a surprisingly clear day. It had started some months ago, and internet chatroom, boy those things can be dangerous. I had spoke to Mary almost every night, soon chats turned to sex then to fantasies. The difference was she only lived in the next town so when she asked to meet I jumped at the idea, she was so sexy in her pictures. Admittedly Mary was 41 and I was 26, but still. She stood at 5ft10, long straight red hair, a body most twenty one year old girls would be jealous of. Stunning was the word. Mary had decided it was time to meet, and her place would be best. We had done all the talking that there was to be done, in her words this would be ‘playtime’. I knocked on the door and within no time Mary opened up, I don’t know what I was expecting but because we had talked so much about bondage I expected her to be in a latex outfit, but she was in a business suit, still smart and sexy, just not that I expected. She welcomed me in, looked around outside then closed the door. Then putting me on edge she locked it, removed the key and placed it on a shelf. “Don’t want to be interrupted do we?” she asked. “No Mary” I stammered, slightly in awe and embarrassment. “Mistress!” she pointed out was what we agreed. She walked down the hallway chatting about something or other, I didn’t know I watched her peach like ass moving. Then she turned to face me, grabbed the sides of my face and started kissing. It took no time for her tongue to part my lips and start searching me. It felt so good, goose pimples worked up my back, and my cock started to harden in my jeans. Then she stopped. “Upstairs, first door on the left, get changed into what’s on the bed, understand slave?” She had spoken like this in the chatroom but her voice made it a little frightening. “Well?, get a move on” she said smacking my ass. I didn’t need telling again, I was off and up the stairs while she vanished into the kitchen. This house was like any other, not a dungeon like people imagine D/s couples to always play in. I opened the door she told me to and found, well a bedroom, what else did you expect, on the bed was a pile of clothes. Sitting next to them I saw what she had chosen. Ok this was strange, black stockings, a black thong, lacy Basque, long elbow length gloves, knee high boots which looked like they would fit and a strange toy with a note. Before jumping to conclusions I looked around for other clothes, but there was just these. Without hanging about I took off all my clothes and began changing into these women’s underwear. God I looked silly, I picked up the toy and was about to open the envelope when Mary walked in. “I got your…” she said before fully entering the room. “MY GOD, there not for you” she said shocked. Well I could of died I went bright red and looked towards the floor. She threw the pile of men’s clothes on a chair and walked over to me, lifting my chin and looking in my eyes. “You’re a filthy pervert, you never mentioned dressing up in chat” she scowled. “I’m sorry but…” Slap she hit me, hard. “Fine we’ll play your way” With that she grabbed me and threw me back, now I’m no whimp at 6ft but she was strong maybe it was anger, maybe it was part of her game. I was frightened, not at being hurt, but losing her as a friend. Once on my back she grabbed my arms and I hadn’t seen them but a pair of leather cuffs awaited my wrists, and like a professional policewoman I was bound before I knew it. Next she kneeled between my legs, very close to kneeling on my crotch, quickly to save pain I spread my legs. Mary grabbed one leg and then the other and tied them to long lengths of rope attached to the headboard by my wrists. Before I could figure out what my stupid actions had gotten me into I was tied to the bed with my legs spread and in the air. “I knew there was more to you my boy” she said smearing the toy with some kind of lubricant. “ We haven’t spoken about you dressing up, but you took the bait you’re a pervert” She got back between my legs and I felt the thong being pulled to one side and some gel being spread on my virgin asshole. The toy I learnt later was a butt plug, about 5’’ long and 3’’ at its widest point. Without any kind of pleasure she slipped the thin bit in, smiled at me then forced the rest. As I went to call out in pain a rubber ball with straps landed in my mouth, turning the screams into just a muffled cry. She adjusted the straps around my head and went back between my legs. This was more like it, she pulled my limp cock from the lacy thong, slowly she rubbed me until my cock was hard enough to break ice. Her hands were so good, and the plug was rubbing my prostrate begging me to get hard for Mary. Once hard she looked down and nodded in agreement before placing a 5 ring gates of hell on my cock. One ring behind the balls and 4 rings all going down in size working up my cock. Then a strap separated my balls, making them two hard round objects either side of the strap. Mary got up and left the room, closing the door behind her. Well it was supposed to be a midday call, have sex and go home, but as my tied body looked out of the window I saw night drawing in. Then to my horror car headlights reflecting into the room, someone had just pulled up on the driveway and I remembered Mary was married… To be continued.