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Self Pleasure

By: LadySherotica



I'm lying alone in our bed, naked, of course, waiting for you to come home. I'm lying on my back, my head pillowed by my arms, staring at the ceiling, thinking of you and growing excited by those thoughts. As my thoughts begin to wander, so do my hands. 

Pulling my arms out from under my head, I slide my hands lightly over my breasts, still covered by the sheet, my sides, and down to my thighs. Sliding them back up, letting them wander over to the crease of my thighs, pressing lightly for a moment, letting the sheet press into my heat and growing wetness before sliding them back up my body, fingertips barely touching the sheet, my body tingling all over.

As my hands reach my breasts, I let my nails glide around them, scraping lightly, skirting the hardening nipples and continue on to the edge of the sheet. Slipping my fingers under the edge of the sheet, hooking my thumbs around the edge, I travel the same path down my body again, dragging the sheet with me this time, exposing my heated skin to the slightly chilly air. As the sheet reaches my thighs, I draw my knee up and over it, dropping the sheet and letting it fall to the side. 

Sliding my hands lightly down my thighs as far as I can reach, I turn them so my nails are scratching gently back up the inner thigh, now moving my other leg to the edge of the bed, hanging over slightly, my legs open wide now, one knee bent up. As my nails reach the crease of my thighs, I skirt my wet pussy for now, drawing the nails up along the crease of my thighs, up to my stomach, now twitching from the light touches.

Using my nails, I draw light circles around my stomach, making the nerve endings very sensitive, the muscles jumping and twitching beneath the surface as my desire increases. Licking my lips, a low moan escapes as my nails continue up my body. Still using those light circles, I skirt around my full rounded breasts, barely touching the undersides, circling around them to the tops. Drawing my nails down now across my breasts, circling the pinkish brown aureole, not touching the sensitive nipples yet, even though they are hard and tingling, craving to be touched. 

Circling back under my breasts, my nails glide over my sides now, every nerve ending in my body is tingling and jumping and my hips jerk up and then down in reaction, my back arching naturally, thrusting my breasts in the air. My breath is coming faster as I skim my hands now across my sensitive torso and fully cup my breasts, massaging them lightly, causing the nipples to throb with need. 

Unable to stop myself, I take each nipple between my forefingers and thumbs, rolling them gently before pinching them, hard enough to gasp at the almost painful pleasure. Pulling them away from my breasts, twisting and pinching gently, light breathy moans and sighs escaping my throat, the pleasure almost more than I can bear. My hips are moving up and down on the bed, instinctively looking for the rhythm to soothe my yearning pussy.

Letting go of one throbbing nipple, I bring my fingers to my mouth, pushing two fingers inside and sucking on them, licking at my fingers, wetting them thoroughly. Pulling my fingers from my mouth, I place them on my chest and slide them down my breast, my torso, my stomach, leaving a wet trail that is immediately captured by the night air, causing tingles to arise in it's place. Reaching my underbelly, I slip my nails lightly through my hairs and down my swelling pussy lips, letting my legs fall further apart. My other hand continues to tease my nipples, pinching and massaging them, alternating between light and hard touches, driving me crazy.

So involved am I that I became oblivious to the sounds in the house, but now a small sound causes me to flinch, my eyes flying open to find that you are home, standing in the bedroom doorway, watching me. I smile in welcome, glad that you're home to finish what I've started, but you make no move to the bed. Instead, you lean your shoulder and hip against the doorjamb, looking like you're prepared to stay there a while. 

I falter, but you smile encouragingly and my eyes drop down your body, noticing the bulge forming in your jeans. I realize that my pleasuring myself is turning you on immensely and my arousal increases. Lifting my hips slightly, I run my fingers along the swollen lips, spreading my growing wetness, feeling the tingles increase. My clit is hard and throbbing, demanding attention, but I want to tease both of us a while longer. 

Watching you, I lightly pinch first one lip and then the other, dipping my finger inside to touch my wetness, pulling the slick sweetness out and dragging it up along my pussy lips, repeating this action until they are wet all over. Letting my knee fall open more, I lift my hips again so you can see my pussy better, now wet and swollen, needing more. 

Looking you in the eye, I pull my wet finger out and bring it to my mouth, running it gently along my lips, spreading the sweetness, letting my scent fill my nose before dipping my finger into my mouth. I close my eyes briefly as the taste fills my mouth, sucking my finger and running my tongue along it. An audible groan fills the air and my eyes open to see you still standing against the doorjamb, your face filled with desire now and your arousal evident by the hard bulge straining against your jeans now. As my eyes drop to that bulge, I let my finger slip in and out of my mouth, making light sucking sounds and you groan again, dropping your hand to shift your cock a little through your jeans.

Our eyes meet and we both smile in shared desire and anticipation. Pulling my finger from my mouth, I skim the side of my body, this time sliding my fingers through the hairs of my pussy and dipping them in between the lips, pressing hard against my clit and running my whole hand along that hard nub to my entrance, now slick with my juices. Dipping one finger inside, I press my palm firmly against my clit and rub it back and forth, letting small breathy sighs and moans fill the air, my eyes closing in pure pleasure. 

Your moan echoes through the room and I look over to see that you are stroking and squeezing your cock through your jeans as you watch me. I am even more excited by this, my breath coming quickly as I watch you. Placing a second finger alongside the first, I slide both into my tight pussy, wiggling them around, twisting them in circles, moving them against the walls of my pussy. Pressing my palm down firmly against my clit, I rub it gently back and forth as my fingers stroke inside my pussy. 

I can hear your quick breathing across the room, the sound of your hand sliding along the material of your jeans, the muffled moans and my excitement increases. Sliding in a third finger, I begin to pump them in and out to my own rhythm, crying out each time they slide in, letting them slip further and further in, my palm moving in the same rhythm against my clit. My feet grip the bed as my hips buck against my hand, forcing my fingers further inside my pussy, the tightness gripping and pulling them in. 

Pulling my palm away from my clit, I replace it with my thumb, moving my hand around slightly and slipping all four fingers inside my pussy. I gasp as they fill me, changing to a low moan as I push them down inside and drag my thumb across my clit, pressing it up against the pubic bone. 

Heavy breathing, gasps and moans fill the air, both yours and mine entwined. My thumb begins to rub faster along my clit and I start to whimper as my fingers move faster to match it, slipping quickly in and out of my slick entrance, rubbing against the sensitive walls of my pussy, the wet sounds mingling with our moans. 

My hips thrust faster against my hand as the warm tingles begin multiplying to new heights, my fingers disappearing inside my entrance now as I try to reach deeper, frustrated because they cannot go as deep as I need now. Closing my eyes, I concentrate only on the pleasurable sensations radiating through my whole body, my fingers moving inside my pussy, my thumb rubbing my clit faster ... harder. 

Finally, with a gasp, my climax hits me and I thrust my hips into the air, forcing my fingers as deep as they can go, my thumb flicking my clit quickly to prolong the pleasure for as long as possible. Louder moans and gasps escape my lips as my whole body shakes and shudders through my orgasm. Sweet-smelling cum flows from my pussy, onto my fingers, my lips, dripping down my thighs, filling the air between us. 

Shudders still rack my body as I slow my fingers and thumb, my whimpers slowing down, still breathing quickly. I look over at you, sliding my fingers along my sensitive pussy lips, now slick with my cum, and see you grinning widely, your hand resting on your hard cock through your jeans. 

My breathing quickens again as you push away from the doorjamb and stroll towards the bed...

Self Pleasure



As the day continues at work, I start to think about how nice a hot bath at home would feel. I have worked hard all day and my muscles are tight and need to relax. 

At 4pm I clock out and head to my vehicle, smiling thinking of the whirl pool tub and about you and how nice it would be to share a bath together. I get in and start it, pull out of the parking lot thinking about what fun we can have. All the way home I sing and smile to the radio, wanting to get home as fast as I can. It is not a far drive to home, but today I make it in no time flat. 

I pull in, walk into the house and check messages, which thank goodness there aren't any. As I walk through the house, I start pulling off clothes, leaving a trail of them into the bedroom, then the adjoining bathroom. 

I quickly rinse out the tub, then start filling it with hot steamy water, knowing it will take a bit to get full. I go back into our kitchen getting a glass of water in only my black undies and matching bra. I can feel my body already relaxing some, but know that the bath will help much more. 

I down my glass of water, spilling a drop that slides down my chin and lands in between my breasts. Chilling me as it continues downward to my tummy. The sensation feels so good that I deliberately spill another couple of drops down, sucking in a breath as I feel it run down my tummy and collecting in my panties and sliding lower, running over my smooth pussy and lips. I close my eyes as I feel my body start to throb with unreleased passion, feeling my nipples start to harden at the thoughts that are racing through my brain. I quickly set the glass down and walk back to our bathroom. 

The water in the tub is just about the right height. I strip off my bra and undies, tossing them about the room. I step in and catch my breath, cause the water is very hot, but not hot enough to hurt. I slowly lower myself into the water, relaxing. Feeling my muscles turn to mush at the feel of the hot water soaking into them. I close my eyes, relaxing back and turn off the facet with my feet. Gathering my wash cloth and getting it wet then slowly rubbing it around my flushed face, relaxing even more. 

I then run my cloth down my arms and chest, feeling it run over my nipples, sending sparks through my body at the contact. I glide it back over them, wanting to feel the sensations again. Awww...yes, that is what I have been waiting for, those wonderful sensations of my body feeling loving touches and caresses. 

I leave the cloth to float in the water and bring my hands back to my aching breasts. Gathering them together, lightly caressing them with my strong hands. Circling the nipples with my fingers, making them harden more. Then taking my nipples between my fingers and rolling them, tugging on them. I moan softly at my touches, wanting to feel more. 

I slide my hands down my belly as I widen my legs out into the tub, feeling the hotness of the water wash over my hairless mound. I slowly slide my fingers over my pussy, feeling it tingle at my touch. I massage my lips with my hand, lightly running them between, grazing my bud. When I happen to graze it, my body responds with quivers at my touch. I spread open my lips now, sliding my fingers over my clit, making those quivers stronger, feeling my body respond with growing passion. I slowly slide two fingers into myself, feeling my muscles respond to them, contracting and wanting more. 

As I feel my body responding to my hands I know of another thing that will get me even hotter. I withdraw my hands from my pussy, and push a button that is next to me on the tub. Water starts to stream out of the jets, making lots of bubbles and stirring the water. My blood running in my veins starts to stir at the thought of those jets, knowing what kind of pleasure it will receive from them. I relax back and let the jets and the water stir around my body. I also continue to run my hands over my body, feeling it respond and relax. I have put another towel beside the tub, so I will not get water all over for what I have planned next in my bath. 

I slowly slide my body to the front of the tub, where there is a jet at the front right of it. I put the towel just outside around where I will put my legs up out of the tub. I lift my legs so that they are out and lean back into the water, so that I will have better access to the jet that is just at the right level of my throbbing pussy. 

I have turned the jets off, while I have moved so that it will be easier to position myself there in front of it. I then, turn on the jet, feeling it burst out and hit my pussy, moaning at the first caress of it. Now my hips start to move my pussy around the jet, feeling it force its way into my hot core all the way into me. This is the feeling I have been waiting for, the hot water pistoning into me as your hard cock would, as we make love. 

I rock my hips back and forth on the stream, feeling it hit deep inside me, grazing that one spot that just sends me higher than any other. I rock them down too, for it to stream onto my clit, sending more delicious shocks through my body. I close my eyes, as I feel my body building and building its pleasure. 

As I have my eyes closed and am concentrating on my pleasure, I have not heard you come in. You walk into the house and see my clothes all over and smile. You know that I have had a hard day and am probably in the tub relaxing. And you know me too well and walk, into the room, hearing the jets running in the bathroom. 

You smile wickedly and start undressing yourself, knowing that your presence will not be noticed just yet, After you have removed most of your clothes, but leave your boxers on, feeling yourself grow hard in them at the thought of me in the tub. I have closed the door, but you slowly open it peering in. As you look in you are not surprised to see it all hazy and know that I have not been in there long. But you do notice that the mirrors around the tub are clouded over. 

You slowly step in to the room, close the door softly behind you, not wanting to disturb me. As you can see that I am caught up in my passionate embrace with the jet. I have not yet sensed your presence and continue to pump myself on the jet, wanting release and not stopping until I reach it. 

I conjure your image in my brain and think of the jet being your cock thrusting deeply into me over and over. Wanting to feel myself contract strongly around your cock. This thought makes a moan pass over my lips and your body responds to it with a jerk of its own. Your cock growing harder in your boxers as you watch me in the tub. Knowing that I am getting lots of pleasure from the jet, and whatever thoughts are running through my brain. 

Then you see me tense and my toes cross out of the tub as I feel my body release around the jets. Contracting and straining as my orgasm hits me. I release a loud moan as it comes upon me, holding myself there against the jet, feeling it pump into me. Then slowly drifing down back into the tub, feeling my body tingle from the after affects. 

As my release has come upon me, you have slid your hand into your boxers, needing to stroke your cock as I came. Wanting to feel the same, coming along with me. You have succeeded in your desire and cumming in your boxers just as I did around the jet. 

As I float back into the water, I sense that I am not alone. I open my eyes to catch yours looking at me in the mirror. I slowly smile and say hello with my eyes, not having the voice to do it with at the moment. You smile back and start to walk toward me. I then notice a very wet spot in your boxers and grin knowing that you came at the sight of me coming on the jet. When you have reached me you lower your lips to mine and we kiss deeply. Loving the feel of each others tongues in our mouths sliding against one another, tasting. 

As we continue to kiss, I reach up and start to slide your boxers down your legs. Once they are at your feet, you step out of them without breaking our kiss. You kneel down beside the tub and place your hands on my face holding me to you so none of our kiss is wasted. It is a deep kiss full of passion, which spreads out into our bodies. 

You feel yourself growing hard again and need to feel my hands and mouth on you. Then you stand and smile down at me, your cock just right at my level. I can tell by the way you are smiling and the hardening of your cock what you want. 

I reach up with my wet hands and start to stoke you. One of my hands is caressing your balls, while the other strokes you with long strong motions. I then lean towards you and gently swirl your tip with my tongue, making you catch your breath at my touch. I lick all around the head, dipping my tongue into the hole at the tip. Taking it into my mouth, gently sucking it. 

My hand continues to stroke as I start to take more of your hardening cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue all around it. Taking more, sucking harder on your cock into my mouth. My other hand is now stroking from your inner thigh to the outside of your leg and back. You start leaning into me and decide that you want in the bath too. 

You step back, releasing my hold on you. Motioning me to scoot over in the tub, you step in sitting on the side of it, with your feet in the water. I get up onto my knees and reach up to your lips for another kiss, while my hands finds your cock again. They go back to stroking and feeling your hardness. I break the kiss and travel down your neck, kissing and sucking downward. I come to your right nipple, taking my tongue and circling it with it. It hardens under my motions and then I lightly nip it with my teeth, drawing a low moan from you. I know how much you enjoy me sucking and nibbling on your nipples, so I move to the left and do the same to it. 

I then continue down your chest, kissing and licking my way down. I get to your bellybutton and blow air into it, tickling it, making you suck in your tummy. I gently lick around it, sticking my tongue in it, making you shiver. My hands are still stroking your cock, keeping it hard until my hot mouth reaches it. I kiss lower on your tummy, lower still. 

I lean back to gaze at your cock amazed still at the size of it. It is not too big and not too small, just the right size for me. Lowering my mouth down to your tip, I again swirl my tongue around, then engulf as much as I can take into my mouth. Sucking down hard on it, making you moan loudly. You like it when I take you as deep as I can into my mouth. So, I suck and swirl my tongue up and down the length of your cock. Continuing to draw moans from you, also words like "that's it baby, suck my cock...yeah, oh yeah awwww...." Your words tell me that I am doing what you like, so I continue with what I am doing to your hard cock. 

Sucking harder, stroking you up and down wanting your hot cumm to go down my throat. I can feel your body starting to tense and know you are near your climax. I speed up my motions up and down your cock, licking with my tongue all around. Your body stiffens and a moan erupts from your lips and I lock my lips around your cock, knowing you are about to cumm. Your cock then erupts into my hungry mouth, taking it all swallowing as fast as I can, loving the taste as it slides down my throat. 

After you have climaxed and I have licked you clean, you slide slowly down into the tub. You close your eyes, enjoying the heat of it, letting it soak into you. I am still facing you and I take my wash cloth, get it wet and gently wash your face, sliding it down your chest to your tummy. Then start back up at your shoulders, gliding it down your arms to your hands. I drop it and take your right hand in both of mine, massaging it, sliding my fingers in between yours. Kneading your palm with my fingers, making you sigh in relaxation. 

After I have done your left hand as well, I turn around in the tub and you stretch your legs out and I sit between them, resting my back against your chest. I close my eyes and smile, loving the closeness that we have at the moment. No words are spoken, none are needed, only our souls talking to one another silently. Then you wrap your arms about me, hugging me close to you and you lightly kiss my shoulder, making me sigh with warmth. 

As we sit in the water, it starts to get cold around us. So, we turn on the jets again, letting them stir the water. We just relax and let the bubbles take all of our worries away. The motion of the water starts something stirring my body, the memory of the pistoning jet. I can feel my body responding to it, so I sit up in the bath. 

I turn towards you and lean in to kiss you hungrily. Probing your mouth deeply, wanting to taste and feel your tongue in my mouth. Your hands grasp my breasts, caressing them roughly, pinching and twisting my nipples. I moan deeply into our kiss from your actions. The sensations go directly to my tingly pussy. 

I break this kiss, looking deeply into your eyes. My look tells you that I need more, want more, meaning the jets. I kiss you once more then sink back into the water, positioning myself at the same jet you walked in on me at. I again put my legs over the side of the tub, but this time you move behind me cradling my back against your chest. I open myself to the jet, feeling it enter me for a second time. 

The sensations spread through my body, making me moan out in passion. As I start rocking against the jet, your hands have come up to surround my breasts, tweaking my nipples with your fingers. This sensation sends shocks down my body, collecting with the sensations from the jets. I close my eyes and relax back against you, concentrating on the passion that is flowing throughout my body. 

As I continue on the jet, feeling it deep inside of me, I feel you growing hard against my buttocks. I purposely move them against you, hearing you moan softly against my ear. I know I am turning you on with my moans and body sliding against your hardening cock. I start to move my body faster on the jet, feeling my climax building higher. My inner muscles start to contract stronger around the water, wishing it were your cock deep inside me. I feel it coming upon me and I stiffen in the water as I feel it pulsate through my body. 

You feel it too and hold on to me tightly, never taking your hands from my body. As the sensations fade, I drift back into the water, relaxing back into your arms. You hold me tightly, kissing my neck and I sigh in comfort. You turn off the jets and turn us back around in the tub. You are still very hard and turned on, but you let me rest back against you for a few minutes. 

As I drift back down from my climax, I start to feel the water getting really cold by now. We get out of the tub, take warm towels to one another. Drying our bodies with them, feeling ourselves heat up at the contact. Then I yawn and you give me a smile and ask if I would like to take a nap before dinner. I nod and smile and then head for the bed. I pull the covers down and climb in. You say that you need to do something in the house, but will be with me in a few. I smile and nod, not having the voice to speak. 

I lay my head down on my pillow and close my eyes. It doesn't take me long to drift into a peaceful sleep, dreaming about nothing. After a few minutes you come back to the room and climb in the bed behind me, gathering my body against yours. I sigh and smile in my sleep at the feel of your body against mine. You lean down and kiss my cheek, then fall asleep holding me close to you. 



Self Pleasure Leads To Real Deal



The blue eyed blond lying on the bed was lost in her excitement. Her hand was stroking the dildo in and out of her wetness. As the dildo slid in and out, she felt the tingle of pleasure from her clit shoot into her nipples. In her dream, she was being penetrated by a large cock belonging to a man who wanted nothing else except to pleasure her. The pillow under her ass was soaked with her love juices.

She started circling her breasts with her other hand, circling them in ever decreasing circles, wetting her thumb with her tongue before gently rubbing her nipples one by one, imagining her lover's tongue sucking her hard nipples into his mouth, teasing her with his tongue on the very tip of her nipples making her squirm with pleasure.

She changed her grip on the dildo, guiding it even deeper into her, spreading her legs even wider as the hard dildo slid back and forth. Her fantasy continued with her lover tonguing her clit while one of his fingers was inside her, sliding deeply in and out of her. Another finger had penetrated her anus moving in unison with the other finger. The sensation was similar to cocks in each hole, filling her, pleasuring her. 

Now she was lost in pleasure as her orgasm began to build; she could feel it inside her, bubbling away, getting ready to burst out of her. She could feel the pleasure beginning to increase and her breathing started to get ragged, Her clit was tingling as were her nipples and she could feel her tummy muscles beginning to tighten and the pleasure started to make her moan quietly. She moved the dildo in and out of her faster, moaning louder and louder.

'Mmm, aah, yes, yes, I need you, I need you, please, please mmm. '

She started to ram the dildo in and out, moaning louder and louder, feeling her orgasm start to erupt and she screamed out loud.

'AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH' 

She screamed for a further thirty seconds as both her arms splayed wide, the dildo forgotten as the orgasm wrung her out. She laid on the bed panting heavily, the dildo slipping out of her.

Suddenly she felt one arm and one leg being gripped and felt herself being flipped onto her stomach and her legs being kicked apart. She was about to scream for help when she heard a familiar laugh before feeling a very familiar cock slide deep inside her. She moved her head round to be kissed open mouthed by a green eyed man who smelt of Vetiver cologne.

'Straighten your legs my darling' he said in his velvety voice. 

As she complied he lifted himself slightly and slid further into her. Then he told her to lift her legs up. She put the soles of her feet against his ass and started to push him deeper into her with every stroke. She moaned as she felt his cock rub against her clit with every stroke. He was kissing her neck, behind her ears, before returning to kissing her mouth. 

She could taste his toothpaste; he had sneaked into their hotel room and used the bathroom without her hearing anything. He could be like a ghost sometimes.

He continued sliding into her, filling her like no man ever had. He gave himself to her completely. He always made sure that she was satisfied before he allowed himself to finish. Whenever she rode him, he refused to move, allowing her to move in a way that satisfied her. She could find where she was most comfortable while he gently caressed her breasts, running his hands up and down her sides or across her stomach.

She felt herself quickly building to another orgasm and surrendered immediately. Her body went into spasm and her honey muscles gripped his cock in an iron vice as she screamed into the pillow. He maintained his stroke, making her come again and she became lost as the room began to spin. In the distance she could hear him moaning and felt his hot juices shoot into her but she fell into a deep sleep.

Her lover slowly extricated himself from her and checked her pulse. She was unconscious. He turned her over and removed the pillow from under her ass. He went into the bathroom, emerging a minute later with a damp facecloth which he placed on her fore head. He sat in a chair by the bed and began reading Nelson De Mille's Plum Island. He smiled as she slept blissfully unaware of him. The French call it La Petite Morte - the small death caused by a woman passing out due to the climax of her passion. He loved her even more when it happened and when she woke, her eyes would widen with surprise and adoration.

'Hello my darling, ' he would say with a smile, ' did you have fun?'



Self-Pleasure on a Cold Night



What's a girl to do when she's all-alone?

I suppose I could have taken advantage of having the remote all to myself. Watch a little mindless TV... waste away for an hour or so. Then it dawned on me. Why waste a perfectly good hour of alone time? Just me in a quiet house on a cold night. You know what they say... when the husband is away the cat will play. And this kitty wanted some serious attention.

Maybe the remote would come in handy after all.

I fished through the small collection of naughty movies that are hidden in the entertainment center. Didn't take long to make a selection, though. 

Everyone harbors a fantasy. A secret part of their sexual selves that aches to emerge from deep within. Every woman has a fantasy of being with another woman. To taste the sweet juice flowing from her pussy, suck on her nipples the way she would want her own nipples to be sucked. To spend a few precious hours making out, tongues intertwined in fetish bliss. I was in the mood for a woman, but since I didn't have one nearby to ravage, I opted for a movie with an erotic fuck scene between two women. This one had everything. Toys, tongues, multiple orgasms, anal beads, bouncy tits with erect nipples, and more. Just holding the DVD in my hand made me moist.

Having picked out the movie, it was then time to strip out of those pesky clothes and light some candles. I slipped out of my clothes and put on a deep red, skintight velvet negligee. This was my favorite negligee for a night like this. Purely devilish. Soft to the touch. My body was highly receptive to the smooth velvet hugging my breasts, belly, and ass. After choosing the proper negligee, I went into the living room to light the candles. Candles have a way of making the shadows dance on the wall like two lovers touching each other with gentle caresses. What mysteries lie in the near darkness of a house inhabited by a lonely woman?

I made myself comfortable on the couch. There are some couches that are comfortable and then there are some that just envelop you like a lover's embrace. The kind you get lost in. The kind that is soft on your skin. That's my couch! And what completed this scenario was the coffee table in front of the couch. The perfect height for me to place my feet on allowing me to spread my knees apart allowing free access to forbidden areas.

I pressed play on the remote.

The movie started off with the two young girls naked on a couch, making out and fondling each other's breasts. As their hands and mouths wandered over each other's nipples, I began to play with my own. Properly stimulated (which usually involves some hard sucking and pinching) play with my nipples will make me cum instantly. But at the moment I was more interested in the girls on the TV. 

They had just positioned themselves into a 69 and for the next few minutes, my hornyness intensified as I watched tongues and fingers probe in and out of hairless wet pussies. One finger in... two fingers in.... Oh God, two fingers. That, also, will make me cum on the spot. I inserted my index and middle finger deep inside my own wet hairless pussy and proceeded to finger fuck myself keeping in time with the girls in the movie. After a few moments, I grabbed my silver bullet vibrator with my other hand, turned it on to a moderate speed and pressed it against my clit. Thankfully I have well insulated walls because the second the bullet hit my clit, I began to moan louder and louder.

The girls abandoned their 69 and reached for a two-headed dildo. I didn't have one of those handy but I did have my own 8 inches of pure rubber bliss. Out came my fingers loaded of course with juice and in went the fake cock. I was so well lubricated that it slipped inside me without any effort. After only two thrusts of the dildo, I knew the girls in the video were on their own. I was lost in my own world – a world of penetration, probing, and withdrawal only to re-penetrate to hit that spot.

I love that moment of penetration. The feeling that something, or someone, is entering into a warm wet world. Penetration can be such a sinfully pleasurable tease. Entering slowly but not fully infiltrating. 

Deeper... I wanted it to go deeper. I pumped that dildo into me harder and faster. Within moments I was in full-blown orgasm that kept going and going. So I kept probing... more and more. I could feel the ache slowly oozing out of me with every drop of cum. 

Time didn't exist at that moment and I surrendered myself to fucking my wet world with a fake cock. With each thrust of the dildo, I suddenly ached for a real cock inside me. My thoughts drifted to someone else, and with each pulsating motion I felt inside me, I felt his cock working in and out. No one has ever felt as good inside me as he did. I smiled at the purely pleasurable thought and I began to moan even louder.

As I slowed my rhythmic movements I felt my body succumb to total relaxation. I removed the dildo and sure enough it was covered with my hard-earned juice. I couldn't very well let that go to waste, so I licked it all off. Gave it a mock blowjob just to make sure I got every last bit of cum.

After that, I shut off the movie, put away my toys, blew out the candles, and fell asleep naked on the couch and dreamt of...



Self Pleasures



Even my best friend said it was a crazy idea. Not only would no one pay me money to simply masturbate, something everyone could do in the privacy of their own home, but to expect to actually make money offering such a service was unthinkable.

Never the less, I decided to go ahead with my idea anyway. I'd leased one of those corner convenience stores that had gone out of business. It really wasn't a bad location either, situated close to a number of downtown businesses, where I actually hoped to draw in some of the lunch crowd. If it ever caught on that is.

I had just enough cash flow for start up costs as well as some basic remodeling. The 'key' was in providing a service that was unique. Offering something more than what anyone could find, or do at home.

And in the beginning, there were only two employees. Me, and my wife Darlene. It had taken a great deal of coaxing, to get her to go along with my idea in the first place. As open-minded as she was, thankfully...it was something I would need her to be. The concept of what I had in mind wasn't something she was all too comfortable with in the beginning. 

The reality is, everyone masturbates. But getting them to pay a nominal fee to self-pleasure themselves wasn't so easy. I had a little funding for advertisement, self-promotion. But in the long run, it would take word of mouth, customer satisfaction, to eventually achieve success. So yes, it was a long shot. But with Darlene's support, we opened for business a short time later. 

That first week was hell. For the most part, we got a lot of crank calls, some 'curiosity' lookers who dropped in wondering what it was we were offering. But very little else. Then finally, towards the end of that first week we got our first real customer, and believe it or not, it was a woman who had entered the shop.

Thank god for fantasies, and the fact that some people were still willing to act on them. In a day and age when the term "Safe Sex" was almost non-existent due to Aids, as well as the rise of many of the older forms of sexually transmitted diseases, it was my hope that about the only true form of safe-sex remaining, which was of course masturbation, would once again catch on as a fun, safe way to enjoy one's self. 

So it was with our first real customer. A woman who surprisingly seemed of a more upper level clientele than either Darlene or I were initially expecting. As she stood at the counter thumbing through the list of services we actually provided, Darlene allowed her the space required to ensure she remained comfortable. Being available only when and if she had any questions about any of our offerings. "It says here that one of your services would be to provide someone to watch me if that's what I wanted. Which I do. But I don't actually want them to be in the room with me. I just want to be aware that someone is watching me. I don't want to see them while they are. I only want to wonder what they're thinking or doing while I am. Without actually knowing."

I was prepared for that of course. We did have closed circuit camera's, which could be used for several purposes. One of which was to provide a tape for those who were interested in having their experience captured for later viewing. But the other was to allow people to be viewed, with their knowledge of course, while pleasuring themselves if that was indeed apart of their masturbatory experience.

Amanda, as she called herself agreed to the $10.00 minimum charge for the first twenty minutes. Surprisingly, it was her request for another woman to secretly view her while pleasuring herself, which Darlene agreed to do of course for an additional $10.00 charge.

We then showed her the "viewing booth" as we called it where Darlene would comfortably be sitting while watching Amanda in one of our new specially designed rooms. Satisfied with what we were able to offer her, I escorted her to her room while Darlene remained behind, watching everything on the monitor.

One of the obvious selling points was atmosphere of course. And this was our largest, very best room. There was a wide variety of differing types of furniture, everything from oversized chairs, as well as long comfortable couches...even a day bed if the customer preferred that. Along with sensual lighting, there were candles, incense, even X-rated movies, magazines if that was what our client wanted or preferred to enhance their experience. Showing Amanda all the various options that came along with the room, I soon left, allowing her, her privacy in making herself more comfortable, eventually beginning her solitary fantasy.

Returning to the reception area, I sat monitoring the time, and admittedly wondering myself how Darlene was doing...not to mention what she was doing, if anything, while watching our very first customer masturbating, pleasuring herself in the very next room. At the end of the first twenty minutes, I'd expected her to emerge at any time, surprised when she didn't, and even more surprised when it was nearly a full hour before Darlene reappeared, just minutes ahead of Amanda.

"Well? How'd it go?" I asked my wife pointedly.

I was surprised at the smile on her face when she joined me. "I think we have a very satisfied customer. And I don't mind telling you Steven, it made me horny as hell watching her! Something I wasn't honestly expecting to feel. But once Amanda got started, she really seemed to get into it, almost as though she was doing it for me, and not simply for herself!"

Amanda stepped out of the room a short time later, looking exactly the same way she had when she'd first arrived, though I did notice a slightly rosier color to her cheeks after she had first emerged to settle up her bill.

"I must say..." She began. "I hadn't really expected to enjoy myself as much as I really did. But to my surprise...I found it to be rather nice ." She was pointedly looking over towards Darlene as she spoke.

"By chance, did you record my session?"

We hadn't unfortunately, or fortunately rather as it later turned out. "I'm sorry, no. We didn't. Had you requested that however, we'd have certainly provided you with the only copy of the tape for your viewing pleasure at a later time."

Only slightly frowning, Amanda paid her bill, commenting. "Then next time...perhaps tomorrow, I'll be sure to include that as part of my experience. And...next time, maybe I'd enjoy having a man watching me instead," she added.

Amanda took several of our business cards with her when she left. Which was a good sign for our young fledgling business. Though there was the promise of her repeat business, she was after all, our only customer to date. Once Amanda had left the store, I turned back towards my wife. To my total and complete amazement, she was openly touching herself having lifted the skirt she was wearing to reveal the fact she was no longer wearing any panties.

"That really did turn you on....watching her...didn't it?"

"You have no idea!" Darlene admitted. "When Amanda first came into the room, I really didn't expect much of anything. But the moment you left, she immediately disrobed, eventually settling herself down in that oversized chair. She'd brought along one of her own toys, producing it from her purse. After that, she glanced occasionally towards the camera, knowing full well that I was sitting there in the room watching her. She seemed to 'play' to it...getting more and more comfortable, and bold by the moment. Even smiling at me every once in a while as she sat there touching herself!"

Watching my wife masturbating in the office was erotic as hell. And I'd seen her do it on several occasions. But there really was something about her doing it there...in front of me where anyone could walk in the door at any moment, which made it even more exciting.

"Maybe this really is going to work!" I said, still watching my wife, getting more and more excited by the moment.

To our delight, Amanda called to actually make an appointment later on that afternoon for the following day. Even better, she'd already convinced one of her friends to do the same.

"Can you handle us both at the same time?" she'd asked.

Once we'd determined what it was exactly that she and her friend Silvia wanted, we assured them that we could. We'd booked them both for 11:00 a.m. the following day. That morning, while waiting for our first two official appointments, we received our second actual customer, a walk in that had seen our ad in the personals of the local newspaper. 

"I saw your ad," he said picking up our services and price sheet. He was a younger man, obviously nervous as he stood there thumbing through the brochure. "It says here that if I want...you have a woman who will masturbate for me while I watch her, and while she's watches me. Is that true?"

I showed him where in the brochure that it described that, as well as the additional costs associated for that particular service in addition to the $10.00 charge for the room. He certainly wasn't a very attractive man, but Darlene knew we weren't there to get off ourselves as much as to ensure that our customers did. Darlene escorted him into the smaller of our available rooms, as all he wanted was to sit in one chair, facing my wife as she sat in another. As a safety precaution, I monitored, without taping their session together. As Robert had understood, there was to be no contact between them other than watching one another. Darlene and I had discussed the possibility of mutual masturbation...or rather contact between the customers, and ourselves but as yet hadn't made that as an available offering.

Settling herself in the chair opposite from where he was sitting, I watched as Robert began fondling himself, making periodic requests of Darlene as she sat across from him, using one of her many favorite toys to masturbate with. Darlene has in my estimation anyway, amazing looking tits. Her nipple's are dark, large...and when excited, stick out off of her chest considerably. It was quite obvious that Darrel was very much a breast man as he kept making repeated requests for my wife to caress her tits while he sat watching her doing so.

Robert had a long, thin cock. Admittedly, it was a little exciting even for me to see him sitting there stroking it. I could tell by the look on my wife's face that she wasn't faking her excitement either. As she sat a mere foot or two away from him in her chair, she made it very obvious by her responses that she was getting off on this every bit as much as he was.

"You've got great looking tits," he told her. "I want to watch you lick them...please," he added somewhat shyly.

Darlene did that. Lifting one of her rather large breasts within her hand, she bent the nipple towards her lapping tongue, teasing it, sucking it for him just as he'd requested that she do. I watched as Robert really went to town on his dick, stroking it rapidly, excitedly as he watched my wife tonguing her own tits. As he did, I could hear the sounds of his cock becoming more and more slippery with his lubrications. Something that Darlene loved hearing whenever we played together. There's something sexy...erotically sensual about 'Sex-sounds' as I call them. With Robert's cock making all kinds of noise, I wasn't all that surprised when I began hearing the deliciously 'frothy' sounds that my wife's pussy often made whenever she got good and slippery.

"Fuck...your pussy sounds good!" Robert commented. "Let me hear that juice as you play with it!"

Silently, they both sat...still watching one another, listening to the wet sloppy sounds they were both making as Darlene continued to slip one of her favorite fuck-toys in and out of her glistening slit. Robert was furiously pumping his cock now...into the second twenty minutes of his initial time. And I...sitting there in the front office keeping an eye on things, couldn't help but to begin doing the same thing myself as I sat watching the two of them on my monitor.

"I want to watch you...hear you cum!" he requested.

Once again, I could tell that Darlene wasn't faking her orgasm when it came. Shoving her toy deep inside herself, she frigged her clit furiously with her fingers, head tossed back against the chair in obvious ecstasy as her climax seconds later, claimed her. Pleased beyond words, Robert was soon shooting off a geyser of cum-cream as his orgasm quickly followed hers.

What neither one of them realized at the time of course...so had I. With one eye on the door and the other on the TV monitor, I had enjoyed my orgasm simultaneously with Robert's. Having been watching them both, I'd enjoyed my own private little experience immensely, once again assuring myself in the process that perhaps there really was hope for this kinky little business of ours to actually succeed after all.

By the time Darlene had returned, I'd finalized Robert's bill and seen him off. Thoroughly satisfied, Robert had promised to return, taking several business cards with him. Off to a semi-slow start perhaps, things were looking up.

"Did you enjoy that?" Darlene asked.

"Did I!" I said smiling. "That was one of the hottest fucking things I've ever seen!" I said honestly.

Darlene laughed. "Well prepare yourself then. I think once Amanda and Silvia arrive, your apt to think otherwise."

"Speak of the devil," I said glancing towards the door as it opened. Amanda came in already grinning from ear to ear. "Hi Steven, Darlene," she said in greeting as though we'd all been close friends for years. "This is my very best friend...Silvia. She's a little nervous." Amanda chuckled, further embarrassing her friend, but Darlene as usual came to the rescue, stepping around the counter, giving Amanda a friendly hug, then Silvia. 

"We're all friends here," Darlene commented. "As you'll soon see Silvia. And as friends, it's our intent to ensure that your experience here is a most enjoyable one."

Silvia appeared slightly younger than Amanda. Her hair was a golden red color, long, hanging well down past her shoulders. Slim figured, her more than ample looking breasts stood out in obvious contrast to her small frame. Amanda was still grinning looking towards me as Darlene stood explaining the room we had already prepared for Silvia's adventure to her.

"I've decided I'd like you to be in the room with me," Amanda stated. 

I nodded my head in agreement. As Silvia had already chosen our elaborately decorated sauna/spa for her experience, it left Darlene to manage the desk in the event we received any new walk-ins, leaving me free to honor Amanda's request.

"Well? Shall we?" Amanda asked already heading towards the same room she'd enjoyed yesterday.

Darlene escorted Silvia towards the Sauna area, showing her where she could undress, pointing out the various 'places' and 'features' that would be available to her for her self-pleasured experience.

"Amanda said you could video-tape this for me," Silvia stated. "I want to surprise my husband with it." 

"No problem. We're all set up to do that for you," Darlene assured her. "Just let yourself go, have a good time and feel free to do, or experience anything you'd like. I'll be up front monitoring things, but if you want or need anything, there's a white intercom phone hanging on the wall."

"Thank you, Darlene. I appreciate that," Silvia said shyly.

Returning to the front counter, Darlene started the video recording, then checked the monitors just as Amanda had finished undressing, settling herself down inside her favorite over-sized arm chair. Watching Steven as he sat down on the couch, clothed, as it had been Amanda's request that he merely be there to watch and not do anything, Darlene then looked over to see Silvia as she stepped into the enormous shower area where we'd installed a wide variety of hand-held pulsating shower massage heads.

"This is going to be fun!" she thought to herself silently, suddenly glad that she'd worn one of her shorter skirts, sans panties in the event that she became excited. Which she immediately realized, she already was.

Watching Amanda as she made herself comfortable, if not totally obscene, which I liked. I was enthralled with her nearly over-sized breasts. For an older, "mature" woman, as I preferred saying, Amanda's tits were amazingly firm, considering how big they were. As I sat there watching her, she continued smiling at me, hefting one of those twin beauties up to her lips with both hands, as it had taken that, and began licking, sucking that rock hard nipple all the while ensuring she had my complete and total attention.

"Although I haven't seen them yet...." Amanda began, "...I'm willing to bet your wife's boobs are beautiful."

I hadn't quite made up my mind about Amanda yet. I'd wondered initially if she wasn't a lesbian, especially as she'd first requested that Darlene was to be the one to watch her pleasuring herself. Then...when she'd returned with Silva in tow, I couldn't help but think the same thing again, though she had taken me by surprise when requesting that I now sit across from her, watching as she masturbated.

I had decided that perhaps she was bi-sexual, maybe curious...and was able in this fashion to better entertain those specific desires and fantasies. When she began questioning me about my wife's body, I'd pretty much figured that to be the case.

"They are," I replied softly, back to her. It was important to let the customer take the lead in any conversations. I didn't want to overstep any boundaries, or go beyond what it was she was seeking by way of conversation either.

"Describe them to me...please," she asked.

Amanda left off toying with her own breasts, beginning to finger her slit, which as I saw was becoming rapidly moist as she began dipping first one, then two fingers more and more deeply inside herself.

"Her nipple's are a little darker than yours are," I told her. "Though her areolas aren't nearly as large. When she's excited, they do stiffen nicely, standing well off her chest just begging to be licked...and sucked."

I could tell that my added dirty-talk commentary was exactly what Amanda was looking for, hoping to hear. Taking one of her fingers, covered wetly with her feminine dew, she applied the lubrications to each of her nipples, ensuring they were completely covered. Toying with them in this fashion, first by fingering her quim, withdrawing plenty of lubrications, she'd return to each breast, thumbing her nipples, all the while swirling that slippery nectar all over her breasts.

"Does she like to be titty-fucked?" she asked. Continuing on before I could actually answer her.

"Do you smear the cum-juice from your penis all over her nipples? Do you then lick them and play with them for her while you do?" Amanda was thoroughly enjoying this. One hand continued to spear inside her pussy, digging for more and more of her lubrications in order to smear the silken substance over herself. The other began frigging her clit, encircling it, toying with the hard stiff little nubbin of her sex while talking to me, holding eye contact fully and completely as we spoke.

"You know what I'd like?" she asked.

Rather than respond I waited, patiently.

"I'd like it if you'd get naked and jerk off for me while I watch you."

There was no need to tell her that would be an additional charge. Amanda already knew that. Doing as she'd requested, I quickly took off my clothing, sitting down across from her in an identical arm chair so that she would have a clear, unobstructed view of my penis as I began stroking, playing with it.

"Oh yes...I can almost see you thrusting that between her tits," Amanda moaned pleasurably.

#

Silva stood beneath the warm pulsating spray of the shower. She liked the way it felt against her skin, caressing her in a way. In her hand, she held another spray, this one pulsating even more rapidly, forcefully. And this one, she held but a few inches away from her pussy as she directed it, in playing with her hungry heated sex. The fact that Darlene was recording the entire session for her, merely added to the novelty and excitement of the moment. She knew full well that her husband would be pleased when she gave him the tape as a present. Very pleased in fact. For a relatively young woman, she and her husband Harold had a strange relationship, marriage...if one could still call it that. But she was happy with their arrangement, such as it was. In the ten years they had been married, he had never once even touched her. They had, over the course of that time together, frequently masturbated for one another, watching one another. Which was Harold's only true pleasure. He enjoyed watching his wife, touching, playing with herself. When he'd introduced her to Amanda, she'd been surprised, then pleased as the two of them often got together for Harold's benefit as much as their own.




Self Pleasures



The "Shower Chamber" as it was called, was enormous. It could easily accommodate a group of people in fact. Spotting a form fitting lounge seat, much like those molded inside most hot tubs, Silva lay down, placing herself comfortably in position, dialing the water sprays, which immediately cascaded down and against her nude form. As she adjusted the tiny squirting jets to her liking, she had two of them perfectly directed against her breasts. As the jets fell against her, she liked the way they seemingly massaged her tits, all the while tickling...even fondling her erect nipple's as the water fingers toyed gently with each of them. A much harder, stronger, fuller stream of water pulsated in an arch, landing against her pussy. Silva loved the sensation. In many ways, it felt the way Amanda's tongue and lips did whenever she went down on her. The feel of the warm water, pressing against her slit, throbbing against her clit, soon had her bucking against the playful stream, helping along her rapidly approaching climax.

#

Darlene was enjoying herself too. Watching the monitors that were conveniently placed well below the counter, out of sight from anyone coming into the shop, she had been alternating her attentions. Watching Amanda, as she and Steven continued to fondle themselves, "Chatting about her tits" she mused privately, had been erotic in and of itself. But periodically turning to watch Silvia as she lay in the water seat, where several jets of water sprayed upon her, teasing her in ways that most people couldn't even begin to imagine had been sensual as all get out. Eventually, Darlene had succumbed to the lustful need of her excitement. Having produced one of her favorite toys, she'd inserted the vibrating egg deep inside her pussy, turning it on to a slow hum that merely stirred, titillating her interesting, keeping her on edge without taking her far beyond that. Darlene preferred a long slow build up to orgasm whenever she masturbated. And now, forced into watching, keeping an eye on the monitors as well as the shop, gave her the perfect opportunity for doing so.

So absorbed in her pleasures, it had taken a moment to realize the little bell on the front door had rung with another potential customer coming in to inquire about their services.

Realizing someone was standing there on the other side of the counter, she looked up, still feeling the pleasant vibrations deep inside her sex as she turned to greet him.

"Yes? Can I help you?" she asked, trying to keep the lusty catch in her voice from being too obvious.

Darlene noted this was a very distinguished looking gentleman. With a few slight streaks of gray in his hair, he stood before her in a well tailored, three piece business suit.

"I was wondering...I saw your advertisement in one of those under ground newspapers."

Darlene could barely tear her eyes away from his. They were cobalt blue in color, and seemed to be burning into the depths of her very soul, though she considered that the vibrating egg deep inside her pussy was having something to do with that.

"Yes?" Darlene prompted him.

"Well...you mentioned that you are willing to provided "specialized" services for your clients.

"Yes we are. What is it you have in mind?" she asked him.

"What I'd like...is to schedule a room for my wife and I. After we've begun, a friend of mine will arrive. I was wondering if you could set it up so that he could secretly watch us without my wife's being aware of his doing so."

"That's a little complicated," Darlene stated. "For security and privacy purposes, the best we could do is not tell your wife who was watching her, only that she was. She'd have to sign consent to that particular pleasure. But if she was willing to do so, then you could have whomever you'd like, sit inside our voyeur booth, and watch the two of you then...yes. Would that work?"

"I think she'd be willing to go for that," he said happily.

"Would you like to set up an appointment then?" Darlene asked him.

"How about tomorrow afternoon?" he asked. "Say around two..three o'clock?"

Darlene knew we didn't have any booked appointments of course, but she went through the motions of checking anyway. "Looks like either one will work." 

He booked his session for two, but continued to stand there a little nervously.

"Is there a chance I can have a look at the rooms?"

"Normally, I'd be happy to show you what we have. But right now we have two sessions taking place. There are three available rooms I can show you, but the Shower room is currently occupied, as is the suite."

Darlene led him to the "Solo" room as we'd named it. The smallest of our available rooms, designed primarily, and specifically for those customers who simply wanted nothing more than to watch a movie, thumb through a few magazines or photos, and simply get off.

"Can I go ahead and use this one now?" he'd asked after a quick tour.

"Sure...would you like your session taped?"

"Not this one no....but I would be interested in taping tomorrows session, yes."

Darlene quickly showed him the wide selection of video's we had to offer, as he was certainly interested in those. Along with a selection of lubricants, even vibrators that could easily be used and enjoyed by a man. Leaving Brad to his pleasures as he'd finally introduced himself, Darlene returned to the front counter just in time to see Amanda crying out in obvious orgasm.

#

She had poured nearly half a bottle of baby-oil upon, and into her pussy. Now fully fisting her self, Amanda had positioned one leg over the wide arm of the chair, the other tucked beneath her, thus raising her cunt perfectly so as to insert nearly her entire hand.

"Jack that fucker!" she urged me. "Stroke your fucking cock! I'm about to cum!"

I'd been doing just that. As I sat a mere foot or two away from this vixen, I'd been jacking off my prick, amazed, even a little surprised as I watched her eventually manage to insert her entire hand inside her pussy. Now fucking her self as rapidly as I was jerking my prick, I could tell that she was indeed on the edge of climatic bliss.

"I want you to cum with me," she pleaded. "I want to see your cock squirting all that sticky cum juice in the air when I do."

I was almost there...a few more delightful seconds and I soon would be. Seeing the expression on my face, Amanda's evil grin began to split her face even more wickedly. She knew I was getting close.

"Squirt that fucking cum-juice you beautiful bastard!" She yelled at me. And I did. As geyser after fountaining geyser of my cream shot from the head of my prick, arching upwards in long thin ribbon's of spunk, I heard Amanda's almost masculine groan of pleasure escape her lips in obvious joy and pleasure.

"Oh yes! Yes! Yes!" she screamed.

I'd never seen a woman actually ejaculate before. I'd heard about it...seen a few in movies who had appeared to flow with a lot of liquefied juices. But I'd never once actually seen a woman squirting in the way that Amanda's pussy suddenly did. 

Removing her fist, she went back to half-slapping, half rubbing her clit as thin almost milky-white streamers of her pleasure began ejaculating from somewhere inside her pussy. Fascinated, I nearly forgot all about my own continuing contractions, only now slightly diminished in pleasurable intensity. Amanda on the other hand seemed to be soaring off to even greater heights of ecstasy as delightful squirt after squirt exploded from her cunt, many of which actually reached me, landing, falling on my prick as I continued to sit there slowly milking out the remaining sperm from my shaft.

#

Silvia had moved over to the "Wall" as I'd aptly named it. A feature, that I had myself designed, and was actually rather proud of in fact. Placing herself within the specially designed chair, adjusting her height, Silva had then rested her breasts comfortably within the smooth concave indentations within the fiber-glassed wall. Each breast was then treated to an encircling massage of water, tiny pulsating jets that stimulated as well as teased each of her nipples. Below...Silvia had adjusted the fuller stream of water, actually riding it as it shot from the wall, fucking her pussy in a way that she best liked, adjusting her height to it so as to ensure the best possible sensation as she water-fucked herself into oblivion.

#

Darlene had just seen Amanda's explosive discharge. She had watched as this magnificent woman's cunt sprayed thick streamers of female cum-cream, many of which had actually landed on Steven's still hard thick cock. She'd also enjoyed his eruption, though she always did. Watching his prick squirting high into the air as ejaculation after ejaculation flew from the head of his prick was always a delightful treat for her. Adding to the excitement of her vibrating egg, Darlene had begun manipulating her clitoris with her fingers. She'd nearly achieved orgasm when she'd turned, watching Silvia's face as she cried out with her own obvious enjoyment. Glancing quickly at now a third monitor...Brad was just throwing a nice thick rope of his own. His pleasured face thrown back, his thick massive prick blossoming with copious amounts of sperm, which ran thickly down the sides of his shaft, coating his swollen tight balls.

"Excuse me....do you have any available rooms?" The strange voice asked.

"I'll be right with you," Darlene responded. "I'm just about to cum...she said smiling."

#

Obviously, it had been our very best day. And...we already had two bookings for the following day. Added to that, Silvia's husband Harold had called first thing in the morning. He'd most certainly enjoyed his present, calling the moment we'd opened giving us a third confirmed appointment.

"You know Steven, if this keeps up, we're going to have to think about hiring on additional staff."

"Yeah...I know. I've been thinking about that. I'm considering posting a small add in the paper. I think we can initially keep the salary low. With the obvious fringe benefits, I think it's entirely possible to hire on a younger man...and woman to fill that particular niche for those that would enjoy that."

"You're going to need to be careful in your screening. That...and make sure they are well aware of what's going to be expected of them," Darlene told me.

I was grinning from ear to ear.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

"Oh...nothing really. Just wondering how I really am going to conduct the interviews. I think I'll tell them that they have to masturbate in front of me first before we can even consider them for the job."

"Leave it up to you to find a way to turn hiring into another naughty experience," my wife told me.

"Well...I'll let you interview the male applicants," I offered.

And then Darlene was grinning just as broadly as I had been.

#

Harold had booked his appointment bright and early. We opened at ten, finding Harold already waiting for us when we arrived.

Without speaking hardly a word, Darlene led him into our smallest room, leaving him to his own devices.

"He's a strange one," she stated upon her return.

I'd already turned on the monitor just because of that very reason. But Harold, as strange as he was, or seemed, was happily content to sit comfortably within his chair thumbing through several magazines while lazily stroking his cock. I'd actually been waiting for it to harden when I realized it was.

"He's got to have the smallest dick I've ever seen," I commented.

Darlene leaned over my shoulder to have a look for her self. "I think it's cute."

"You can't be serious!" I said laughing.

Darlene shot me a look, which told me she was. 

"No wonder he and Silva never fuck...it's not big enough to even get it in!" I continued.

"That may be...but you could certainly deep-throat that one. And I'm willing to bet, he'd really enjoy that!"

Darlene was good at giving head. Really good. "That's not one of the services we offer here," I reminded her, receiving another look.

"I know that...I was just commenting on the fact that regardless of how small his prick is, it would still be interesting to play with."

Harold continued fondling his small cock. At times, it completely disappeared inside his meaty looking hands, but he'd obviously had plenty of practice and experience pleasuring himself. Long before his twenty minutes were up, Harold had climaxed. He'd dressed, actually straightening the magazine's he'd been looking through before coming back out into the lobby area.

After Harold had settled up his small bill, he asked, "Silvia mentioned that you have a viewing room where you can watch people."

"We do," I told him. "But only with the clients consent."

Harold stood there giving that some thought momentarily. "Tell you what, I have a proposal for you," he began. "Anyone coming in here today, you tell them at if they allow someone to watch them anonymously, that I'll pay for their session. On top of that, I'll pay you double the cost of the room I'm using."

I turned to look at Darlene. "I guess we could mention it to anyone coming in today." I said lamely.

"We could," she said grinning. "But we don't even have another scheduled appointment until later on this afternoon."

Harold looked at Darlene. "I'd enjoy watching you," he told her. "If you're interested that is. And as I said, I'll even pay for the use of whichever room you choose to do it in."

"Ok. Why not?" she said, surprising me in the process. "It's not like you can't handle things up here." Darlene said with a gleam in her eye, meaning something else entirely as she stared down towards my crotch. "And besides, I've been dying to use that new contraption you ordered that we've only recently installed."

Fact was, there were a lot of new, self-pleasuring devices out there in the market. Many of which I couldn't as yet afford to purchase. But we had invested in one of them, and I had hopes that it would eventually do well with many of our female clientele once they discovered what it could do for them. Darlene and I had even discussed doing a promotional video, showing her riding the damn thing with the hopes of sparking some interest for those women who were curious about such a thing. She wasn't sure that she wanted to have it playing on one of the TV's in the lobby all day long though, so we'd tentatively shelved that idea.

I told Harold I'd make the offer to anyone who came in. If we received written permission, I would pipe in the closed circuit feed into his room. I told Harold how he could split-screen his monitor, watching several rooms at one time if he wished. Which he did. Though at the moment of course, Darlene was his only available viewing pleasure.

Harold happily sequestered himself away inside the viewing room while Darlene headed off to the "Toy" chamber as we called it. Minutes later, I was watching her having already undressed, from my monitor in the lobby, knowing that Harold was also watching the same thing I was from his room. Our investment was an interesting combination of various things. In a way, it looked a little like one of those mechanical bull rides, except with handlebars. Mounting it in much the same way, there was one special added feature. A perfectly positioned dildo was mounted directly within the seat. Taking a moment to comfortably impale herself, Darlene then gripped the handlebars. As though riding a bike now, she had access to several controls by merely flipping one or two switches, as well as increasing or decreasing the speed and motion of the contraption by simply twisting the handles, much like you would do on some motorbikes.

Unlike a mechanical bull ride, this one wasn't intended to buck you off, though it did rock back and forth as fast or as slow as you liked, vibrating simultaneously, again at whatever speed or intensity that you preferred.

Even the dildo in the seat was designed to operate independently. Flipping a few switches, it could retract, thus "stroking" in and out as well as "wobbling" as Darlene called it...and vibrate independently at a different speed from that of the rocking saddle she was sitting in.

"God Steven! This is fucking amazing!" Darlene spoke, knowing that I could easily hear her through the speakers within the room. 

I wondered if Harold was enjoying this half as much as I was.

It was obvious that Darlene was truly enjoying herself. As she experimented with the various options, she'd finally settled for what appeared to be a much slower rocking by the horse, though the dildo itself appeared to be set at a rather steady stroking, though again, certainly not at the fastest speed possible. So engrossed in watching my wife fuck-riding the "beast" as it was called, that I hadn't noticed for a moment the two young men who had entered.

When I finally did notice them, one was fidgeting with one of our brochures, thumbing through it all the while whispering to his companion. They weren't what you'd call stereotypically "gay" in appearance, but I assumed from their demeanor with one another that perhaps they were.

"Are you interested in one of our rooms?" I asked, having given them both ample time to peruse through the "menu".

They had seemed to settle on the Shower facility, which is when I then made mention of Harold's most generous offer. He'd indicated previously that it mattered not whether anyone was male, female...gay, straight or lesbian. His offer was for anyone who was willing to let him watch them.

Surprised by the offer perhaps, they readily accepted the terms however. Both seemingly excited by the prospect of an unknown stranger observing them.

"Is it ok if I make a phone call?" The taller of the two of them asked. "We have some friends who might enjoy participating with us," he told me.

I didn't want to take advantage of Harold's offer, so I told them I'd have to double check with him first as to how far, and to what extent he was willing to continue paying for whatever activities were to occur here. Harold however told me simply that it mattered not...who, how many, or what was asked or requested for...he was still willing to pay for the entire experience completely, regardless of the costs.

Once again assured of his request, as well as holding onto and confirming his ability to pay with his credit card, I told our two newest clients that they could invite as many people as they wanted to. I also reminded them both that this was strictly a "solo" masturbation facility, with the laws being what they were, there could be no touching amongst one another, or they'd be immediately asked to leave. Having accepted that, he made a phone call, and a short time later, we basically had a full house for the first time since we'd opened. Surprisingly, it wasn't just a bunch of guys they had called either, much to my delight.

Reluctantly, I had to pry my wife's ass off the beast. The fact she had already had several orgasms, was beside the point. We were about to be descended upon by a horde of potential future customers. By the time Darlene had made herself presentable again, joining me in the lobby area, the first of Bobby and Glen's new friends had begun arriving.

I'd been a little surprised to see three lesbians with them, but it was made quickly clear that they'd be segregated from amongst one another. As the group of men headed off towards the Showers, Darlene showed two of the women our available rooms, not too surprised when they informed her that they wanted to experience 'The beast'. After giving them some basic instructions, she returned to the lobby where I was till chatting with one of the women who had remained behind.

Things had suddenly gotten pretty hectic. Along with Bobby and his friends, the two women trying on the beast, we'd also gotten two other walk-ins, a single male, as well as a young couple who'd discovered our add, and who had come on their lunch hour to have a little fun together.




Self Pleasures



"Looks like you guys could use some help."

She had introduced herself to me as RayAnn, explaining when she had, that she'd only come along for the "ride", curious to be sure, but not apart of her friends little adventure. Though very good friends with them, it was the two of them that shared an intimate relationship. Not the three of them together.

"Yeah...we could." I said half-jokingly. "Why? You interested?"

When it became obvious that she really was serious about it, I then warned her of what some of the aspects of her working here might entail. That and the fact, the hourly wages would be the minimum, though she could keep any and all "tips" that she might somehow manage to earn.

"Still interested?" I'd asked.

She seemed to be considering it when Darlene returned.

"Sure. Why not. It might prove interesting working here." RayAnn said eyeing my wife.

"Well Darlene, looks like we got that extra help we were talking about." I informed her.

"Oh?" Darlene said looking at me. "I take it you got to interview her about the position?" she said, winking slyly.

"Well...not exactly the way we discussed it no...but I did explain to her the sort of things that would be required...and, she's agreed to them," I said excitedly.

#

As we still had an afternoon appointment booked, with a room specifically reserved, it was nice having RayAnn available to ensure that everything was made ready for them. Darlene had headed off to gather up plenty of clean towels for the "boys" in the shower, leaving me to monitor everyone else, as well as manning the lobby in the event anyone else came in.

I had checked briefly with Harold, who was in seventh heaven as he wildly flipped back and forth between all the various activities going on. Supplying him with plenty of tissues, along with a fresh bottle of baby-oil, I'd returned to the lobby where Darlene soon joined me after delivering quite an armload of towels to the boys in the shower area.

Once again watching them over my shoulder, I realized just how exciting it was for my wife to see so many men standing around playing with themselves. As there were six in all, even I had to admit that it was quite a sight to see six differing sizes and shapes of dick's being stroked and fondled by their owners. 

"Oh...look at Bobby there!" Darlene pointed out to me. "He's laying in the body chair!"

Bobby certainly seemed to be enjoying himself all right. He'd adjusted the spray of the water much to his delight. As the semi-strong stream shot from one of the faucets within the wall, Darlene and I sat there watching his prick bouncing back and forth beneath the pulsating beat of the water. Another one of his friends sat on the edge of the chair simply watching him while he lay there enjoying it. And of course, stroking his cock while doing so.

Everyone had found something of self-stimulating pleasure to enjoy. One of which hadn't really occurred to me until I saw it being done. But one of the guys had placed his prick inside one of the concaves within the wall where Darlene and I had seen Silvia place her breasts for the water massage on them the previous day.

"You know...I'd never even considered that," I told her honestly. "I might have to try that myself."

Darlene giggled excitedly. "Even crazier...one of the boys told me that he'd like to try the beast himself, and would have if the girls hadn't already selected that particular room!"

Having mentioned the girls, I switched the monitor to have a look see at how they were doing. To my surprise, they had both mounted the beast though only one was actually situated in the saddle as it were. The other was happily riding behind her, simply enjoying the vibrating seat as she wrapped her arms around her lover, hanging on, and enjoying the very pleasurable ride. For me, watching their young perky breasts being jostled about was quite erotic. I loved seeing that anyway, which Darlene fully well knew. Something about bouncing boobs always did give me an additional added thrill while watching a woman pleasure herself.

"How's our single customer in the solo room doing?" Darlene asked.

Glancing down at the monitor, it took me a moment to comprehend what it was that I was actually seeing. "I've got to put this one up on the main screen for you," I told my wife. "You're never going to believe this!"

Seconds later, I'd switched screens for her. Much easier to see now, Darlene gasped as our single guy came into view. Naked...sitting within the easy chair obviously watching a movie, he had placed a rather large sized vibrator inside his ass. And though interesting, it hadn't been the purpose of pointing him out to her either. This guy had an enormous cock! It was by far the largest one I'd ever seen before, and that included a number of good-sized cocks that I'd seen in many X-rated videos. This guy was huge! And I watched, admittedly fascinated myself as he sat there, double fisting...double hand stroking that incredible monster of a cock.

"You sure he didn't request a female presence to sit and watch him?" Darlene said drooling over my shoulder. "I'd do that for free!" she offered.

"I'm sure you would," I responded. "But no...he was very, very specific about wanting a room all to himself."

Settling herself in the chair next to me, Darlene took turns watching Big Dick as well as the Shower Boys. I on the other hand focused my primary attention on the Easy Riders who were still riding the fuck-bike together along with the young couple who I only now began paying any real attention to.

The whole purpose behind this business adventure had been born on the premise that I enjoyed seeing a woman masturbating in the first place. I'd constantly coaxed Darlene into masturbating for me, as well as the rare, but occasional girl friend whom she'd managed to convince in doing so for me every once in a while.

As I turned away from the two girls on the bike, I suddenly found myself glued to the young couple as I now began watching them.

I had entirely mirrored one small corner of this particular room. The ceiling, walls, even the floor was mirrored, giving this one little corner a very special uniqueness. Delighted, I was glad to see the young woman approach it, kneeling down on the floor as her husband stood off to one side above her.

I'm not sure that a lot of women have even experienced this amazing little adventure. I've often thought it ironic that we can make love to ourselves...enjoy it, and for the most part, do it with our eyes closed. And I don't mean in simply fantasizing either. Seeing Melinda, as I recalled her name, kneeling down over the mirror, spreading herself with her hands while her husband stood above her, watching, was extremely erotic.

"Oh baby...you have the sweetest looking pussy!" I heard her husband telling her. Almost hypnotically so, Melinda tentatively stroked herself, as though doing it for the very first time. Which in a sense, she was. Obviously she had never really taken the time to explore herself in quite this way before. And as I watched, by the look and expression on her face, she was really enjoying the sensation. To see her probing, pulling her labia apart with her fingers, almost daintily so...was truly an amazing experience to watch.

#

Harold had been having the best time of his life. If it hadn't been for the near-empty bottle of baby oil, he'd have rubbed himself raw a long time ago. He'd already had more orgasms than he'd ever had in one sitting, to the point that his poor little prick was no longer manufacturing any jisim, which was just as well as he was now out of tissues anyway.

He'd been following everything, as well as it was possible for him to do anyway. He didn't know there names, but when Bobby and his friends had formed up in what could only be described as a good old fashioned circle-jerk, he'd blown the screen up so that he could watch that with as much clarity and attention to detail as it was possible for him to do. He'd remembered doing that as a young kid himself, so it had been a good number of years since he'd experienced such a thing, now sitting there, watching as a group of much older men/boys were about to share in the same experience as he had. One by one it seemed, each reached their respective pleasures, somehow triggering another to climax, enjoying his. Harold watched as pricks erupted in various states, forms of climatic ejaculations. Some arching high into the air, others...dribbling in thick copious splurges of white sticky seminal fluids. It mattered not to him which type they were, they were all interesting, exciting in their own unique styles and ways.

#

"God Steven! Would you look at this? I've never seen anything like it!"

I'd been watching Melinda as she knelt over the mirror masturbating. Her husband had been doing the same thing, though from her perspective, she was able to stare down into the mirror, watching him as well.

"I'm watching something pretty intense myself." Still unwilling to look away from the scene I was enjoying.

"Maybe...but you really do need to see this," Darlene demanded from me.

With a resigned sigh, I change the channel on my monitor, bringing up the same room that Darlene was looking into. And I had to admit...she was right. It was quite a sight as Mr. Big Dick came into focus.

"Holy fucking shit!" I exclaimed in surprise. "Damn Darlene...you were right!"

"Told you!" she said grinning, near laughing.

Big Dick was obviously nearing the throes of orgasm. His face was bright red as he strained with the obvious pleasure of his rapidly approaching release. But it wasn't his red faced look that Darlene and I were caught up in...but rather his almost purplish cock which was about as angry looking as I'd ever seen one to be. More importantly...it was what he was doing to it, and how he was doing it that took me by surprise. 

Having been in the service, I'd certainly been taught how to start a fire by rapidly running a long sturdy stick within my hands, the point of which, by friction within another stick would hopefully, eventually, ignite whatever kindling there was. Big Dick was rapidly working both hands, one on either side of his dick, up and down, up and down, faster than I would have thought humanly possible. If he'd not been using some type of lubrication, which I'm sure that he must have been...he'd have rubbed off whatever skin he had left a long time ago.

"Have you ever tried doing that?" Darlene asked me.

"No...never. And I'm not sure I'd even be willing to try that now...even after seeing him doing it," I admitted to her.

Darlene and I watched as the head of this guy's penis suddenly swelled to the size of a small fist. When it did, he quit doing his fire trick and began jackhammering his cock with both hands simultaneously.

"Oh my god! He's gonna blow!" Darlene actually yelled.

And just as she said that, he did. I'd always thought that I could unleash a pretty good wad whenever I'd worked up enough excitement. But even my best ever was nothing in comparison to the way this guy threw a thick rope of spunk from the end of his prick when he came.

"Fuck me!" I said, not even realizing I had spoken the words.

I'd just about decided to change his name from Mr. Big Dick to Mr. Big fucking cum! I for one had never seen anything like it before. This guy was shooting more spunk with each ejaculation than I'd manage to produce in an entire week! And even more amazing to both of us...was that he was purposely aiming, and nearly perfectly capturing each and every one of those streamers within his own mouth!

#

When the big show was finally over, which had taken considerably longer than I'd have been able to do, I finally returned to see how the two girls were doing. It had been a while since I'd checked on them. 

"Isn't that RayAnn?" I asked.

She had been gone a while. In all the excitement, I'd more or less lost track of her. In the monitor, we could see where she had entered the changing room. Around the corner the two girls were still riding the beast, though by this time they had exchanged places. Totally unaware of RayAnn's presence, she stood peering around the corner watching them. But more importantly, while she stood there, it was very obvious that she had her hand down the front of her pants, masturbating.

"I think she'd do rather nicely," Darlene told me grinning. 

"I think she'd doing rather well now."

RayAnn was intent on having an orgasm while spying on her two friends. Just by the expression on her face, it was evident how turned on, and aroused she really was.

"This really has been an incredible day hasn't it? Not only have we made a considerable amount of money today, but I'm so fucking horny I could climb the walls!"

Darlene giggled. "Well before you take that cock of yours out of your pants, you might want to remember we still have another scheduled appointment that should be here any moment now."

I'd almost forgotten. "Oh yeah...that guy and his wife."

"And his friend who he wants to have watching her, without her knowing who it is."

"Guess I'd better let Harold know we're going to need his room soon then huh?"

"I'll do it." Darlene said standing. "You take care of the girls...looks like they're all done."

Turning back towards the monitor, RayAnn had disappeared. I frowned, realizing I'd somehow missed her orgasm. I watched as the two sweet lesbians' finished dressing then switched off their monitor. At that moment, Harold approached the desk still grinning from ear to ear.

"This has been an incredible day for me. Worth every penny of every moment!" he added happily.

Harold wasn't even considered with the size of the bill, or the numerous charges on it for all the various services and activities that had taken place. He glanced at it briefly, then simply signed it.

"How about next Thursday?" he asked me. "Same thing?"

"Sure...why not?" I told him. We had made a bundle of money. And when the word got out, which I was sure that it would...it was a great draw for bringing in a lot of potential customers.

#

By days end, only Darlene, RayAnn and myself remained. I'd given RayAnn a substantial days bonus for her help, that and sticking around to help us clean up the place prior to opening for business the next day.

"Anyone interested in a private little party of our own?"

I was still horny, extremely so. With everything that had been going on, I'd been too busy to really do anything about it.

"What you have in mind?" RayAnn asked curiously.

"I thought it might be nice to end our day in the showers," I suggested lustily.

Darlene pulled her tank top up and over her head. "I'm up for that," she smiled, winking at RayAnn. "Care to join us?"

RayAnn followed Darlene down the hall towards the showers with me following the two of them.

"Ah....ok if I ask a question?" RayAnn asked as she peeled off the rest of her clothing once we'd all reached the dressing room.

"Sure...what?" I replied, stripping off the rest of my clothing as well.

"Well...since it's no longer business hours, I was sort of hoping the two of you might be in the mood to do a whole lot more than just watch each other masturbate."

I turned towards my wife. "What do you think honey? You in the mood to have your pussy licked by RayAnn here while I lick hers?"

Darlene had already placed herself comfortably down within one of the molded fiberglass seats. 

"Hell yes!" she said, spreading her lips apart while RayAnn looked down, licking her lips in excited expectation.

"Lets not make it too late though," I commented. "I think we're going to have another busy day tomorrow."

"Shut up and get over here Steven," Darlene stated as RayAnn positioned herself between my wife's legs. 

"You know what they say...all work and no play."

Even as I sat behind RayAnn, slipping a finger inside that wet silken pussy of hers, I couldn't help but laugh.

"But our work is nothing but play!" 

"Darlene's right Steven. Shut up and fuck me."

I had to agree with another motto too. "The customer is always right."



Self Pleasuring



Glancing at the clock above my monitor I am surprised by the hour. Once again I have stayed up too late writing. I wonder, as I shut down the computer, strip and crawl into bed, where does the time go?

The sheets are clean, crisp and cold. My body shivers as I run my hands up and down trying to generate some body warmth. My nipples are achingly hard from the cold, covering them with my hands to warm them, my palms register the firmness of the nipples. I briefly consider getting up and grabbing a tee shirt, but I cannot abide by night clothes, I usually end up getting tied up in them, so I sleep sans jammies.

In minutes I am warm, rolling to my side, by hand automatically slips between my thighs, cupping my mound. My index finger slips between my lips and I am surprised by how wet I am. My current writing project has turned out to be a great deal more erotic than I had anticipated. My characters are taking on a life of their own and I enjoy the places they take me, it makes leaving them in the computer very difficult.

In my mind I conjure up an imaginary partner, a strong, silent, faceless man with rough, demanding hands. His will is paramount. He will demand, push and pull at me to meet his needs. 

A second finger has joined the first and they are lazily stroking the area below the head of my clit. My pubic hair is dotted with droplets of my juices, like small, opalescent pearls of wetness. Inside I can feel the first hints of my muscles tightening so my fingers make a light, teasing pass over the head of my clit. The sensation is so intense that my body convulses at the touch. Returning to the area below the hood, my fingers pick up the pace slightly. The faceless man watches disinterestedly. He will join me when he is ready, no sooner.

My other hand has been massaging the back of my neck and caressing my collarbone. Proceeding to the delicate area on the underside of my breasts, fingernails gently rake the tender flesh, changing the flesh pink. My nipples are erect and sensitive from brushing against the top sheet. I run a finger, damp with my juices around a nipple and the scent wafts up to my nose. It is pleasant, musky and in a moment of curiosity, my finger moves to my mouth, where I taste myself. Gently sucking on my finger, I think of the last time I tasted myself, on another's lips.

The faceless man has moved beside me, I imagine his large calloused thumb and forefinger pinching small pieces of flesh, all over my breasts, peppering the white flesh with small red crescent marks from his nails. His attention moves to a nipple which he seizes, pinching and pulling on it, the force becoming greater and the pinch becoming harder. Silently, breathlessly I endure the pain, anticipating the bloom of pleasure just on the other side. He rolls the nipple roughly between his fingers until, hitting the nerve on the fine edge between pain and pleasure, his efforts cause me to cry out and pant raggedly. 

Turning me over, he pulls my ass within reach and slaps it. My yelp, part surprise, part from pain annoys him and he decides to give me a proper spanking. Positioned in his lap, I can feel his cock, hard and pressing against me as his bare hand beats a staccato rhythm on my ample bottom, turning the tender flesh a bright red from my waist to the upper thighs. 

The sounds of my hand hitting my flesh and the whimpers I make in the dark only serve to excite me further. The fingers between my legs are working furiously on my clit and the sensations from within tell me that my orgasm is welling up like a huge multicolored soap bubble, larger and larger, impossibly so. 

There is a fine trembling running up and down my legs, muscles inside my cunt are convulsing and my hips eagerly thrust at the fingers that delve within my dripping depths. The orgasm is looming, but just out of reach. 

"Fuck me," I hiss to the darkness as I add more fingers to my sopping cunt and my other hand focuses on working my clit. The rawness, the pure craving embodied in those two words, hanging in the silence of the room is just enough to push me over the edge, bursting the bubble. Juices spurt from between my fingers and I thrash in the throes of pleasure that overwhelm me. 

Moments later I catch my breath and snuggle into the pillows, sure to sleep soundly.



Self Pleasuring Or So I Thought



I went to bed thinking about my boyfriend Sean. I closed my eyes and thought about him as I drifted off to sleep. I couldn't have been asleep long when I woke myself up caressing my breasts, pinching and pulling on my very hard nipples.

As I lay there naked, I continued lightly caressing myself. Oh god it felt so good. Using two hands, I cupped one breast between them, squeezing and kneading it. Lingering at my nipple and spending lots of time rubbing it between my finger and thumb, bringing myself a pleasurable painful sensation. I bent my head forward and lifted my breast to my mouth licking around the outer circle of my nipple. The warmth of my wet tongue felt so very good. I eagerly sucked my nipple into my wet mouth, sucking it gently at first and then building myself into a frenzy of intense sucking. The sensation pierced through my cunt like a sharp knife, making it quiver inside and causing the muscles of my pussy to contract.

I continued to suck and bite on my nipple deriving immense pleasure from the erotic feeling it caused. I could feel my juices flowing out of my pussy. I swear, it felt as if my cunt were on fire. As bad as my pussy was in need of attention, I could not abandon my breasts that were giving me so much pleasure. Then I remembered the nipple toy I had bought and I reached over to the drawer next to my bed and brought it out.

I slid the gold cord loop open and then positioned it over and around my hard nipple and then I slid the loop closed. Pulling a little harder on the cord, closing it tighter and tighter around my nipple until it hurt about the same as when I would clamp down on it with my teeth. Feeling the pain threshold was right, I then put the second loop on my other nipple, adjusting the closure of the loop just right, once again allowing the maximum amount of pain and pleasure. With my nipples being satisfied, I could now pay attention to the rest of my body that was so desperately craving attention.

My saturated pussy was aching like crazy, but I still felt a need to caress my upper body. As I ran my hands over the fullness under my breasts, the bottom half of my body was squirming all over the bed. With my knees up and spread wide, I could feel my pussy opening up. The cool air in the room made it feel even more alive. Then my legs stretched out along the bed and spread themselves wide open, my ass arched upward as if there was something there for my pussy to fuck other than the air. I could feel the outer lips of my pussy swell with desire and a need to be touched and caressed. My clit was swollen, but not nearly as much as it would soon be.

My hands continued to caress and knead my breasts and then slowly, lightly began to travel down my abdomen caressing, fondling. With my legs still squirming and the steam pouring from between my legs, I allowed my hand to travel quickly across over my clit, causing a quiver that I felt not only on the surface, but felt deep within my cunt. My finger quickly slid through my pussy lips and straight into my hot creamy hole and out again. My pussy muscles tried desperately to grab onto my finger to keep it inside, but I was too quick. Soon enough, I would appease my hot wet cunt with my fingers as well as other things I had in mind for it's maximum enjoyment.

My finger now very wet, I spread my juices all over the swollen inner and outer lips of my pussy. Now I allowed myself the pleasure of sliding my fingers through my silky wet slick lips feeling all the crevices. I wished there were a way that I could run my tongue all over my own pussy. I looked over into the mirror so that I could see how red and swollen my lips were. My sexual excitement had caused them to become engorged with blood. They were so pouty and full. I thought how much Sean would like to see them this way. I thought about how hard his cock would be right now.

I pictured his cock in my mind as I continued to run my fingers through the crevices of my pussy. I could see the ridge of his knob where I loved to run my tongue around. The look of his precum as it oozed out of his cock hole and the way I deftly licked it up savoring that sweet taste he has. How the head of his cock gets when it is so hard and engorged, how tight his balls get when they are so full of cum. All these images are playing in my mind as I get hotter and hotter.

My finger pushed into my sweet hot hole again, only this time my pussy refuses to let go of it. It will not let it retreat. So my finger probes the inner recesses of my pussy, feeling the swelling from within. The inside of my pussy is so wet my finger feels like it is swimming, so I slip two more fingers into my hot wet cunt and slowly I begin to finger fuck my cunt. Pushing my fingers slowly in and out of my cunt while my other hand rubs my hard clit. Oh god , it is really swollen and hard now. Slowly I rub the swollen clit, as I rub, it pulses much the same way Sean's cock pulses when I have it in my mouth. I can feel an orgasm building deep within. My breathing becomes rapid, my fingers are flying over my clit, and the fingers in my cunt become still, all the concentration is now on my clit.

My back is arching, my hips are thrusting upward and my head is thrashing from side to side. It feels as though I can scarcely breathe, I am gasping and gasping and then I hear a sonant of moans. They are coming from me. They are voiceless guttural sounds of pure pleasure. My orgasm continues to build and the melody of moans becomes louder and sweeter, an aphrodisiac for anyone within hearing distance. My clitoris has reached its maximum level of sensitivity and there begins a series of intense waves of contractions ravishing my pussy, heightening my orgasm. I am being carried away, exalted by the pure gratification of it all, my body racked with involuntary convulsions and my moans of pure ecstasy. These sensual feelings and spasms lasted about a minute and then slowly begin to diminish, momentarily allowing me to rest before the next orgasm begins.

Not feeling sated yet, my pussy and asshole envious and feeling neglected, I set out to please them also. Reaching back into the drawer next to the bed I pulled out my vibrating balls and lubricant. Oh god, how I love the feel of these. They were awesome and this was only my second time using them. I also pulled out my favorite and biggest dildo. My pussy was pouring out juices again just thinking about this one.

I hadn't mastered using two dildos at one time yet, but I was having a great time practicing. I got up onto my knees and faced the mirror. I dipped my finger into the special lubricant and then bent over. I pressed my lubricated finger against the opening and felt it tense and spasm with arousal and anticipation. I spread a little on the outer opening of my little pink hole and then slowly slid my finger into it. The sensation it brought was so delicious. My finger lingered there a little while enjoying how the walls of my tight ass felt on my finger. I wondered how it must feel to Sean's cock when he rammed his dick up into my tight ass. I visualized how he held onto my hips as he pulled my ass back and forth onto his cock. How his balls felt as they cupped my pussy when his cock was rammed into my ass.

The more I thought about it the more I wanted my vibrating balls in my ass. I was still on my knees and my upper body erect. My hole well lubricated now, I took the first ball into my hand and spreading my hole with my fingers I placed the second, third and fourth in. Oh it felt so good. I reached up and tightened the loops of the cords on my tits that had loosened slightly. Oh yes clamping down on my hard nipples again. The balls filled my ass perfectly. Reaching down with my hand I began to rub my clit again, but my pussy was begging for something inside of it. I took the dildo and slowly worked it into my pussy lips and hole. I continued to slide up and down, slowly fucking my asshole and using my hand, moved the vibrator in and out of my pussy. The sensations in my ass and my pussy were awesome. I was wishing I had Sean's cock to suck on, then all my holes would be full. I knew if Sean were here, I would have all three holes filled. He would be working the balls and the dildo for me as he fucked my mouth with his magnificent cock I would be sucking, licking and nibbling on his cock. Working on him desperately, wanting to feel his hot cum spurting down the back of my throat.

The more I visualized Sean's cock in my mouth the faster I fucked my ass and pussy. Both toys pumping in and out of my wet holes filling me with delightful sensations. Imagining Sean's cock pulsing in my mouth, feeling it throb. Working the toys harder now and faster, feeling the painful pleasure. Feeling the swolleness of my holes, how puffy yet how wet they were. All of a sudden the door opened and Sean walked into the room.

I saw him and I could hardly believe my eyes. He just stood there for awhile totally rapt in what he was beholding. His hand moves to his crotch and I could see a bulge appear. Staring at his crotch I continue to fuck myself with my toys. Soon Sean's cock was out of his pants and standing straight up. My god, it looks delicious. He slide his pants off and walked over to the bed where I was. Then he says, "My god Sue, I have never wanted to fuck you more than I do this very moment. I want to fuck your warm wet mouth first, then your dripping wet pussy." Sean knew how I love it when he talked to me that way.

My wish came true. I turned and positioned myself so that I could suck on Sean's dick as he fed it to me. I had no hands free. I licked and I sucked the head of Sean's cock. I felt like I was in heaven. The balls fucking my ass, the vibrator fucking my pussy and my mouth filled with Sean's cock. I was sucking up all of his precum. So warm, so delicious. My lips tightened on the head of his cock and I sucked on it for all I am worth. Oh god. Then Sean says "Yes, Sue suck it. It is so hard for you. Suck the head" and then he moans ever so softly as I sucked him. "Mmmm yes Sue, that feels great" "You do that great, I love it when you suck my cock"!! While I was sucking, Sean held onto his balls and massages them as I watch. After a few minutes of sucking his cock, he said to me. "Take the vibrator out of your cunt, I want to fuck you with my cock. Get on all fours for me".

I took out the vibrator, still holding the balls in position and got on all fours as Sean positions himself behind me. He reached underneath me with his hand and fondly stroked my soaking wet pussy. "Oh Sue, your pussy is so wet. It feels so good in my hand." I could feel the head of his magnificent cock pushing at my opening. Just teasing my hole a little before entering, making my pussy ache for it. Then he reached down and spread my hole wide, sliding his hard swollen cock deep in side of me with one long swift lunge. I could feel the head slam against the wall. Sean didn't pull it back, he just left it resting there as I turned the vibrator on the balls. "Oh, My God Sue,!!!! Slowly he fucked my cunt, his cock sliding in and out. Pausing slightly each time he plunged in so he could feel the vibrator against the head of his cock. I said, "You feel so good inside my cunt, you feel so much better than a toy. I love the way you fuck me, I love the feel of your cock in my pussy - Please pull my hair while you fuck me".

Sean responded with, "I love the way the walls of your pussy wrap themselves around my cock pulling me inside of you." Oh and my pussy was feeling glorious. Sean's cock kept sliding in and out of my pussy while keeping a firm grasp on my hair. I loved the feeling of Sean's control over me while he fucked me. I could feel Sean's hardness throb in me. Sean took the balls out of my ass and without losing a stroke replaced it with his cock. Soon he was fucking my ass with a real urgency and I knew he would be cumming soon. He moaned softly and then whispered to me, "Cum with me Sue". My body had been preparing for that all along. I could feel the orgasm building slowly. Sean was fucking me faster and harder now, the sensations building and building inside of me. My moans becoming more and more audible. Oh my god, I could feel the pleasure taking over my body once again. I was arching, bucking, heaving and breathing so hard. Panting and gasping as the sensations continued to build to that place where I would soon explode. The sounds, the words beginning to pour out of my mouth - "Oh god- Oh god yes - God yes, fuck me - Fuck me hard Sean! Fuck me like you have never fucked me before and make me cum hard! Yes, yes, yes!!!"

My body quaking, shaking and convulsing. Simultaneously I could hear Sean's breathing quicken and his sweet groans of pure pleasure as his cock is about to explode deep in my ass, at the last second he pulled his dick out. I could feel his body jerk with each spurt as he jacked off into the crack of my ass, dripping down onto my pussy and all over the cheeks of my ass. I turned to see him squeeze, with a jerk of his body, the last of his milky white cum. Then he lovingly spread his cum all over my ass and my pussy and we both collapsed onto the bed, side by side facing each other. I licked and sucked his cum covered hand. Our lips met and locked into a long erotic kiss, our mouths and tongues entwined in each other's mouth. Our sex sweat aroma permeating the room and the taste of our sex was exhilarating. Our sex sweaty bodies clinging to each other, wrapped and entwined in each other, not knowing where one of us begins and the other ends. We are for the moment united together as one.



Self-Pleasuring Surprise



It is summertime and the air is very hot. As the building that I live in has no airconditioning, the heat is stifling as I walk toward my apartment. As often happens, many of the building's inhabitants have left their doors open a crack to let air flow through in a feeble attempt to create a cooling breeze. As I am walking down the hallway of my apartment building, I see that the door across from mine is slightly ajar. I know that the apartment belongs to a woman but I have never had the chance to meet her. I stop at her open door and hear the sounds of a fan gently circulating air throughout her apartment. However, it is not the sounds of the fan that stops me from continuing on down the hall. 

Over the whispering sounds of the fan I hear a series of low moans and quick panting, as though someone were having difficulty breathing in the heat. Concerned, I knock gently on the door, but receive no response. I gently push open her door and step onto the carpeted hallway that leads into her apartment. The layout is similar to mine. There is a bathroom off to the right with the living room and kitchen off to the left. Right ahead is her bedroom. The door to the bedroom is also slightly ajar. 

The moans and breathing I heard in the hallway become louder and more intense as I get closer to the bedroom door. The carpet muffles my footsteps as I reach my destination. I gently push the bedroom door open and look through the crack that I have created. There I see a sight that makes my heart begin to pound and causes my cock to grow suddenly erect. There in the middle of her white satin-covered bed is my neighbour, laying face down, crosswise on her bed, her ass slightly raised and toward me with her head toward the window. 

She is completely naked. Her exquisite body is covered in a sheen of sweat and her mane of hair is tussled and spread out over the pillows underneath her head. Although the window to her bedroom is open, the blinds are almost closed. A breeze from a fan in the corner of the room moves them gently back and forth. The shafts of light coming from the blinds spill across her bed and accentuate every curve of her lightly tanned body, from the delicate double curve of her bottom to the swell of her breasts pressing out from the sides of her chest. However, these tiny shafts of light also show me why I heard moaning in the hallway. 

Although laying face down, you have stretched one of your hands behind your back caressing your bottom and the crack of your ass. You are slipping one of your long fingers up and down the cleft between your two slippery cheeks. You touch and tease your asshole gently and then move your whole hand up and around your ass in large kneading motions. Your other arm is stretched out underneath your stomach. Your fingers on this hand are between your wide spread legs, gently massaging the mound of your pussy and your moist pink slit. 

The short hairs of your pussy are matted with your love juice and the sweet erotic aroma of your body fills the room like a hundred scented candles. While I watch, you straighten two of the fingers that were massaging your pussy, and form them into the shape of a tiny little cock. You then press this self-made cock against the trembling length of your pussy lips and starts to move your hips, raising them up and down in a slow sensual dance of quivering ecstasy. 

Your other hand is still gripping your ass with your fingers digging into the soft, succulent flesh of your cheeks. This hand is helping to pull your hips into the air and then force them down onto your tormenting fingers. You lift your hips up off the bed until the tips of your fingers rest gently on your clit, teasing it through the sensitive folds of your pussy lips. Then slowly, ever so slowly, you press your hips down, grinding your fingers through your lips, mashing your entire mound hard against your fingers. 

Your clit rubs against the entire length of your tiny cocklike fingers as you raises your hips up and down. At the end of each stroke you press your hips hard against the bed and your hand and then raise them high into the air to begin your pleasure again. You massage yourself like this for what seems like hours, but what is probably only minutes. With each downward stroke a gasp of pleasure escapes your lips as your clit rides your fingers up and down. I can see that your breathing is getting strained and rapid. The soft sweat soaked sides of your breasts are heaving with an abundance of passionate energy. You are totally oblivious to my presence. 

I am mesmerized by the sight of your glistening fingers massaging the outside of your now entirely wet and aroused pussy. I am so incredibly aroused. My own cock is begging for me to touch it and stroke it just as you are your pussy. My cock is pleading with me to take one of my hands and rub it in harmony with your writhing hips, to draw circles around my head. It is all I can do to restrain myself, but I fear that any movement on my part will destroy this magical moment. I do not want you to discover me and stop the pleasure that you are giving yourself and me. I fear that you can already hear the beating of my heart in my chest, and would surely hear the sound of my hand massaging my own cock. I am so sure that one touch would be all it would take to send me past the point of no return that I decide to simply enjoy the sensation of my cock pulsing in my groin rather than touch it and explode. 

After what seems to be an eternity, you begin to quicken the pace of your undulating hips. It is no longer a slow sensual dance, your hips are moving faster now, more urgent. You have obviously decided you cannot bear to prolong your pleasure any longer. You place a third finger alongside the two that are already driving your pussy into unbridled passion and ecstasy. 

Your pussy is pressed flat against your frantic fingers. Your sensitive clit, which was visible at the top of every stroke before, is now just a quivering blur. Your moans of pleasure are no longer quiet whimpers of subtle self pleasuring, but are now instead strident cries of a person on the brink of untold ecstasy. You press your hips hard against the bed as your whole body begins to convulse. 

Frantically you push your fingers deep inside your pussy. Your lips seem to grab hold and suck your fingers in even deeper as you begin to fuck them. The muffled cries of your passion are in unison with clenching cheeks of your ass as your orgasm begins to overtake you. Your fingers are being milked by the combined motion of your rotating hips, the cheeks of your ass and your pussy lips. Your whole body throbs and trembles as your cries of passion escape your panting lungs. 

Suddenly you are past the point of no return, your body goes rigid, your ass cheeks clench tight and your legs go straight. The bed vibrates in unison with the shaking of your body. Not a sound escapes your lips as the exquisite pleasure of your orgasm consumes you with its hot pulsating fire.

After your last spasm has faded away, your body slowly melts down into the satin sheets of the bed that are now covered with your sweat and your come. Your skin glows pink, flush with ecstasy. The sheen of sweat on your back and thighs reflects the light from the blinds on your now quiet body. 

Your fingers gently caress the swollen lips of your pussy as your breathing gradually returns to normal. The fan is still gently blowing the hot musky aroma of your sex around the room as you turns your head toward the door where I am standing. I can see your eyes, half closed, through the tangled mess of your hair. You close them, and then you smile.