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Sex With A 'Stranger'

By: C-Naughtypuppy



My fiancée and I set out early Monday morning to catch our 9am greyhound bus. We were heading down from Canada to the United States for a week long visit at my folk's house in Atlanta, Georgia. The bus ride was 28 hour long but plane tickets were simply to expensive so we grabbed our bags and vowed to make the most of the trip. 

John told me he wanted to make a last minute call in the terminal and that I should get on the bus without him, that he'd come soon and that I was to "play along." I didn't know what John meant but I knew better than to question him, so I gave the bus driver my ticket and climbed on board choosing a seat towards the back. 

Several other people got on the bus but it was empty for the most part. Finally John got on the bus he had changed his shirt and switched from glasses to contacts. I was curious but caught on very quickly when he approached me and said "excuse me miss, is this seat taken?" 

I smiled slightly and told him it wasn't, realizing the role play we were now involved in. I turned away from the "stranger" and looked out the window imagining all the fun this 28 hour long ride would bring us. 

A half hour pasted before I turned back to face the man sitting next to me. He had gotten out a newspaper and was flipping through the sport section. I looked him over as if I'd never seen him before. Short brown hair, light brown eyes, a nice smile, I was trying to size up his weight and height when he turned and looked at me catching me in my gaze. 

"The name is John..." he extended his hand to me, as I told him my name was Chrissy. He folded the paper and set it aside and asked me the usual questions, where are you going how old are you... He told me he was heading for business down in Atlanta and thought it was coincidental I was heading there too. It was hard for me not to laugh; he seemed so into his role. 

We talked for quite a bit first about our general life then into more personal topics. He told me he had a fiancée at home but that it was a long..... trip with endless possibilities. My cunt started to tingle with the thought. The conversation shifted to turn-ons and our favorite positions. 

The sex talk and the situation started making me very horny. My thin shirt showed the outline of my hard nipples and I shifted frequently in my seat trying to get relief to my now aching pussy. 

The stranger asked me my wildest fantasy and I described an erotic threesome scene, two girls and a guy fucking, sucking and licking... He leaned in closer to me and whispered in my ear "Don't just sit there girl make yourself useful look at the bulge you just caused in my jeans" 

He reached for my hand and set it down over his now throbbing cock. I started to rub it through his jeans. Sliding my hand down the length, pushing slightly causing a groan to escape his lips. 

He started tweaking my nipples with one hand, and with the other he pulled my head close to his to share a passionate kiss. His tongue slipped into my mouth and I dove my tongue into his, consumed with tasting this stranger and exploring his mouth slowly and sensuously. 

We were driving each other crazy with lust. We were rubbing and kissing and biting each others shoulders and ear lobes. I needed him in me, and from the look of his straining cock he wanted it to. 

He told me to slip into the bathroom and that he would be join me in a minute. I thought he was nuts but didn't question. The bathrooms on the bus are so small one person can barely fit much less two. It seemed like ages till I heard the door creak and he came in. 

The bathroom made such a tight fit it was impossible to move around at all, I was simply just pressed up close against this stranger I could feel the heat from his cock so close to my needy twat. 

He saw the look of need in my eyes and whispered in my ear "Aww what's the matter whore you need some guy you just met to fuck your little cunt, you're such a slut"

Hearing him curse and call me names made me need it more and I began humping his knee trying desperately to reach orgasm. 

I was lost in my own world and didn't even hear him unzipping his pants. I felt him lift up my skirt and slide my soaked panties to one side. The close quarters forced him to ram in instantly without any time for adjustment to his 7 and ½ inch monster. I tried to scream out but his hand covered my mouth and muffled my cry. 

"You like being fucked by a stranger in a filthy bathroom? You like acting like a common whore for a man you just met? You like being a naughty little slut?" His taunts and insults drove me mad with desire, and I fucked him back as much as I could. Grabbing his ass trying to pull him deeper into me. I clawed at his back leaving five scratches as he sunk his teeth into my shoulder bite me and pushing me over the edge simultaneously.

My body was overtaken by orgasms and I moaned loudly against his hand as he shot his load in me causing my orgasm to intensify. His arms moved to hold me till my body regained control of itself. I opened my eyes and saw him standing there smiling his evil grin. 

"I'm lucky I accompanied you on this trip young lady... you may have had fun with a real stranger." I laughed and opened the door only to hear clapping. I stuck my head around and saw the entire bus looking back at us laughing and clapping. 

"Thanks for the show" someone called. "Your girlfriend's moan sounds so hot" another guy yelled. A few women turned away in disgust or cursed at me. I was so embarrassed I slipped into my seat and John sat down next to me laughing hysterically. 

He kissed my cheek telling me not to worry and said "Voyeurism only turns me on you dirty little whore... 23 hours to go!" 

*** Hey all, hope you enjoyed my story... more to come send me feedback and let me know if you love it or hate it. Thanks to all my loyal fans... kisses all around***

Sex with a Stranger



The day was dark and gloomy. The kind of day where you want to hid under the Covers all day and toss in and out of sleep. I just so happened to have to work on this ugly day. I was in a terrible mood. Nobody was out. I had nothing to do but complain to myself and wish I were at home in my nice warm bed. It was a long day. 

As I was standing there grumbling to myself I looked up at the escalator just in time to see a man riding up. He was a handsome man. He made my heart skip a beat. At that point I knew that I would have more to think about that day than feeling sorry for myself. For the rest of the day I envisioned myself with that man...in my bed. I saw us having wild passionate sex. His hands running through my hair. My fingernails clawing at his back. The two of us moaning as we rocked back and forth into each other. Our tongues meeting quickly every few thrusts.

I had to try so very hard to keep myself from moaning aloud at work. Then finally the time came when I was to go home. My spirits were lifted. Not only was I going home but I also had the fantasy of my man to take home with me. As I was walking towards my car I notice someone coming out of the other exit and walking in my direction.

My stomach drops and I get a lump in my throat. It was the man of my fantasy. As we got closer I could feel his eyes burning into me. Gazing over my body...into my wildest desires. I look up at him and our eyes meet with a spark. We walk towards the rows of cars. We were parked right next to each other. I go to put my key in the lock when I feel a hand around my waist.

A soft whisper in my ear saying, "Pardon me for being bold but I have been fantasizing about this all day. " I moan as he moves my hair out of the way and gently kisses my neck sending goose bumps up and down my body. He reaches his hand around me and under my shirt. He cups my breast in his hand gently pinching my nipple as he continues to kiss and suck on my neck. I am melting into him. With one quick move he turns me around and pulls me close into him. I can feel his hardness beneath his pants. I can feel the throbbing of desire. I am feeling it too.

He wraps his arms around me and runs one hand through my hair while the other grabs at my butt. And he kisses me. Kisses with such animalistic passion. Once again his hand reaches up under my shirt. My nipples are as hard as his throbbing cock. So sensitive to the touch. I am rubbing my hand over his dick. His head rolls back with pleasure. In two seconds I have his pants unbuttoned and the zipper down. He allows me to take his throbbing cock into my hand and stroke. Firm slow strokes. As he reaches his hand up under my skirt. I moan as his finger dances upon my clit. I stroke harder and faster as he inserts his 2 fingers deep inside me. I can't control my moaning now. My breath is shallow.

I lean into his ear and tell him that I want him to fuck me. I want him to bury himself deep between my legs and fill me with his cum. he once again turns me around and bends me over my car. He lifts up my skirt and places his rock hard cock in me. Slowly at first. Teasing. I am moaning with the unbearable pleasure. I lean back into him. This gets a reaction from him. He thrusts hard and fast and deep. 

I reach my arm back and claw at his arm. He slaps my ass and I moan. I can feel myself about to cum. I tell him to fuck me harder. And he does. I scream. He can feel my tight pussy tighten even more and my sweet juices flowing all over his huge cock. This excites him even more and he continues to push hard and deep. When I don't think I can take anymore I feel his nails dig into my hip...a soft moan escape his lips.

And I feel his warm cum rush deep inside me. He waits a second and then pulls out. I turn again and he gives me a soft quick kiss on the lips. He does up his pants and I pull down my skirt. We exchange a simple smile and turn to get in our cars. I watch my mystery man pull away as I lay back in my car completely exhausted. It turned out to be a damn good day.



Sex With A Stranger



My girlfriend came out two weeks before Christmas, because if it were anytime around the holiday it just would have been too hectic for us both. The day was spent by us shopping and wrapping gifts, and of course exchanging. The night was spent much more erotically and we didn't plan it, but the gift we gave each other that night is going to be very hard to top for both of us. I had to leave for a bit and she went into my room and lied down on the bed to watch TV. 

When I got back, I found her already partially undressed, wearing just her bra and panties and under the covers. "You can get undressed now,” she said to me as I walked into the room. Naturally and without hesitation I did exactly what she told me. I slipped under the covers with her and took her into my arms. We started to kiss and increased the passion between us with her pulling away and teasing a little which she knows drives me insane and I’m sure it does her also. She'll lick my lips and kiss them very softly and pull away to tease again. I ran my tongue along her neck licking slowly, then trace the tip across her chest and nuzzle between her breasts. The aroma that emanated from her hit me like a brick. I got so much more aroused all I could do was sniff and lick very hard. "Baby, what are you wearing?' 

I asked her breathing very heavily. "What does it smell like?" she asked. I was mesmerized by it and couldn't tell. "Does it smell fruity?" she asked. 

"Yes it does,” I muttered. 

She lifted her leg up "Smell around my ankle" she told me. The same aroma. "Is that it?" she asked. 

"Yes what is it?" I stammered. "It's a watermelon body lotion." I licked and nuzzled between her breasts again, driving myself even more insane. She pulled her bra down exposing her nipples and I took one into my mouth and started to lick and suck on it. I teased it with the tip of my tongue sending her in ecstasy. She arched her back a little and I did the same thing to her other nipple, licking it sucking it and flicking it with the tip of my tongue. Soft faint moans escaped from her lips. I licked down her chest, along her stomach then back up. She pulled back up to her lips and kissed me hard. 

Our tongues twirled around and I lunged into her mouth kissing her deep. I traced back down to her nipples teasing and licking them both back and forth. I licked back down along her stomach and started to pull her panties off her. I flicked my tongue along her clit then took it between my lips and sucked on it. her moans became a bit louder and I thrust my tongue deep into her sweet soaked pussy, darting it in and out. Her hips lifted up to meet my mouth and her panting and moaning became more and more intense. I slid my tongue along her clit again then pushed back into her deeper. She moaned even louder as I gave her pussy and clit a tongue-lashing. She gets extremely wet. I slipped two fingers into her pussy and sucked her clit as my fingers moved in and out. I picked up pace a little getting more and more intense. I fingered her harder and sucked more intensely on her clit getting her more and more intense with her moaning. "Fuck me right now, I need you in me!" she screamed. I moved up and slid my hard cock deep into her. She was so wet and hot. I slid in and out of her deeper and harder each thrust. Our moans filled the room. After a few more hard thrusts, it got too much for me and I pulled out and came all over her stomach. I collapsed on her for a bit and kissed her neck. The night was just beginning. I got her a towel to clean her off and gave her robe to put on. We got back into bed and I held her in my arms as we talked and watched TV a little bit. 

Before too long I started to tease her clit rubbing it with the tips of my fingers. She arched back as I ran my fingers up and down and in small circles around her clit. I parted her a little and slid them into her pussy again fingering her with a little intensity. her hand rubbed up and down along my cock as I fingered her. I turned and got on top of her and again thrust deep into her. I tugged at her hair a bit as I thrust deep into her. She started with her dirty talk, which also drives me wild. "You like fucking this pussy don't you?" she asked. "Yes, baby"

"You want another cock to fuck this pussy while you watch don't you."

"Oh yes baby I want to see another cock fuck this pussy so bad." As I thrust in and out of her she said "Call Mike" I didn't want to miss this opportunity so I got off her and grabbed the phone and dialed his cell phone. We had talked about having another join us and she had put me on a mission to find someone to join us and he was a definite consideration. She had never met him or talked to him before except in messages and not that many. I had gone out with him one night and talked to him a bunch of times. I found out later that she was a little surprised that I called him right away. "Hello?" he said naturally when he answered. 

"Hey what's up?" I asked him. 

"Just walked in actually" he told me. 

"What are you up to tonight?" I asked. 

"Not sure yet why?"

"Well we'd like for you to come over." I said. 

"We?" he asked. 

"Yup" We talked for a bit then I gave her the phone to talk to him. After a little bit of convincing by both of us he agreed. "I'll be there in about a half hour." he said and hung up. To this day I’m not too sure about who was more excited me or her. I whispered to her "How excited are you that in a half hour another cock is going to be in this pussy?" as I rubbed it. She just moaned at that. 

It was the longest half hour I spent, or so it seemed. I was extremely excited by the idea, as was she. About a half hour goes by and the phone rings. "Uh oh" she said as she answered. "Where are you?" she asked. "I'm outside" he said and she relayed it to me. I got up and walked downstairs to open the door for him and let him in. He came up and went into the bedroom. "Want a beer?" I asked him. 

"Sure I’ll take a beer." I went to grab him a beer after I introduced the two of them. He took off his jacket and she took it from him and placed it across one of the chairs. He sat down in one chair, she sat down in the other and I sat on the bed. We talked for a while, but I let them talk to each other so they got to know each other a little better. I guess about maybe 45 min had gone by and the two of them seemed to be hitting it off together. She was sitting in the chair in just her robe and her bra the whole time and she showed him her tattoos she has. He looked at the one around her ankle as he took her leg into his hands. I watched as her rubbed her calf and her ankle and he noticed the tattoo she had on her inner thigh. I tried not to look at what they were doing so they would feel more comfortable. I turned and looked quick and watched as they held each others hands and they rubbed back and forth creating intensity between each other as they glared into each others eyes with lust. They were talking but I couldn't really hear what they were saying to each other.

When I turned around again I saw they had already started kissing. As much as I just wanted to watch, being extremely turned on finally seeing my girlfriend kissing another guy, I didn't want to have them feel to uncomfortable. They had made a comment about me watching and she had said that it was a real turn on to be watched. She started unbuttoning his shirt and I had a bad angle but I was pretty sure he was teasing her clit as she did. She got up and knelt down in front of him and pulled his shirt off. She grabbed his t-shirt and lifted it up over his head. I watched as she traced her fingers along his chest. She got up "Why are we here and he's on the bed." she giggled, "You're out of here buddy" she said laughing. I took my cue and got up and moved so they can get on the bed. I sat in the chair and watched as he opened her robe up and began to fondle her wet pussy. They were kissing for a bit, and he leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth and began to suck on it. 

I stayed quiet just watching them enjoy each other for the first time. I was so turned on I can't really describe it. The foreplay between them continued for a little bit, then I watched as she unbuttoned his pants and unzipped and he pulled them off. Her back was to me and I watched as she moved down and took his hard cock into her mouth and began sucking on it. I watched as she bobbed her head up and down. He talked to her but I couldn't make out what he was saying all I heard was her moaning yes as she continued sucking up and down. What a site! I began moaning softly and rubbing myself a bit while I watched. I saw his hand roaming around her ass a little rubbing it. I went over and opened her legs up and began sucking her clit and licking her pussy while she sucked him up and down. Moans escaped from her lips and intensified as I licked her pussy. She stopped as she moaned and screamed when she came. She moved around and I knew she wanted him alone right now. I went back over to the chair. Her head was almost off the bed and he lifted her up a little and moved between her legs. He positioned his cock between her lips and teased her a little. 

"Oh don't tease me.” she said. I saw him thrust a little pushing into her slowly. She began to moan a little louder. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as ecstasy flowed through her body. I watched as my girlfriend was getting fucked by another guy! He took his fingers and slapped against her clit as he slid a little in and out of her, I’m not sure if he was in her fully or not. He kept a steady rhythm sliding in and out of her. I watched how much she was enjoying his cock deep inside her as she moaned and he held her legs up and thrust in and out, turning me on more and more. "Is he getting a good show?" I heard her ask. "Oh yes" I stammered. She glanced over at me "You ok?" she asked, looking for reassurance that everything was still fine. I opened up my robe and showed her the huge hard on I had "What do you think?" I asked. "Ok just checking" she moaned. 


I went over and held her head in my hands and started to kiss her as he fucked her. I tugged at her hair a bit knowing that turns her on more. She moaned with more intensity. 

"You like his cock in you baby?" I whispered to her.

"Oh yes it feels so good in me." she said. "I love the way he slaps my clit as he fucks me." She started to become a little more vocal. 

"Fuck me!" she screamed. 

"You heard her Mike, fuck her harder" I told him and he did just that. As he picked up the pace I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked on it, then just let the nipple from the movement of her body from being fucked hard slide back and forth on my tongue. Her moans became louder and louder from the sensations flowing throughout her body from his cock being inside her and my tongue gliding along her nipple. I pulled and tugged at her hair some more. He thrust way inside her deep and hard. 

"Show your boyfriend how much you appreciate him being so nice to you to give you this pleasure" he said to her. From her moans she didn't hear what he said and I replied "Oh believe me she is showing me how much she appreciates this." I moved and went back to the chair. He moved her onto the bed a little better and knelt back between her legs lifting them up and he thrust back deep in her as her slapped her clit. She was moaning and telling him to fuck her. Sliding in and out of her slow long and deep, I watched still rubbing myself up and down. He turned her onto her side to face me and said "Let's let him see better" and he lifted her left leg up and pushed back into her as he was positioned behind her.

"You know what I want to see." she said to me. I pulled my underwear down and started to stroke myself as she watched me and got fucked hard. After a little bit I walked back over and began to suck and lick her nipples while he fucked her harder. I teased her nipple letting it glide along my tongue making her more and more excited. I went back up and kissed her hard as he continued to thrust in and out of her deep. "I'm gonna cum all over your belly" he said to her. I don't think she heard him. He thrust a few more times then pulled out and came all over her stomach. After we all calmed down a bit they cleaned up and he got dressed. We thanked him for joining us. He got dressed and we talked for a bit then her said goodnight and took her hand and kissed it like a gentleman and said thank you. "No, THANK YOU" she said. I walked him out and said goodbye. 

I went back up stairs and she was just glowing over the experience she just encountered. We were both extremely turned on still. "Wanna fuck?" I asked her "YES!" I laid her back, opened her legs and slide my hard cock deep into her. Sliding in and out of her as we both moaned together. "Did it turn you on watching another cock in this pussy?" she asked me. "Yes!" I began to fuck her faster and harder getting more and more turned on with the things she was saying to me. "I loved the way he spanked my clit while he fucked me"

"So you had fun fucking him didn't you?"

"Oh yes!" she exclaimed then moaned as I thrust hard and deep in her. "So I completed my mission?"

"Yes!" she shouted, "he's a keeper."

"We found our friend then?" I continued to slide deep inside her harder and faster. "Yes!" We were both completely turned on by what had just happened. I fucked her harder and faster feeling my cock throbbing inside her. Our moans filled the room as the passion and heat between us built up more and more. "Oh baby your pussy is so hot right now, I never felt it this hot before it's burning me, you really did enjoy fucking him and having me watch didn't you?"

"Oh yes I loved having you watch me get fucked by another guy." she moaned. I kissed her hard and fucked her faster. I can't tell you how many times she came throughout the night but she was completely soaked and extremely hot! It felt so good inside of her thrusting in and out. I felt my cock twitching as I was close to cumming hard. "Oh baby, Oh yes" I pulled out of her and came hard on her stomach. Collapsing on her and breathing very heavy I held her tight. It was the most incredible time we had together and there was going to be many more times like this in the future. We still can't get the night out of our heads and I doubt we ever will...



Sex with a Stranger



Well - you're finally going to do it - after fantasizing for years about having sex with a stranger - you're actually going to go ahead and do it!

You can't believe it only started 2 hours ago - with what seemed at the time like an innocent conversation in a chat room - he seemed like a decent, respectable man. As these things often do - the chat started innocently enough, before getting a little more suggestive. Talking about first loves, experiences, fantasies. Course - he was more than interested in the fact that you'd always wanted to have a hot, meaningless fuck with a complete stranger. He fitted the bill perfectly - as you hadn't even exchanged names - and as luck would have it - he lived not ½ an hour from you.

It had been a really hard decision to take things this extra step - but he was very persuasive, in the end nearly ordering you to comply. So that's how you'd ended up where you are now. It's the middle of the day - your husband's at work - and you're lying in bed naked - waiting. 5 minutes earlier - you'd done as instructed - after giving him directions to your house - you'd left the back door unlocked, gone upstairs and slipped out of your clothes. You've drawn the curtains as he'd told you to - so the room was dark. 

The anticipation is almost unbearable - you have goose bumps at the thought of what you're about to do. You're mind is still in turmoil - it's not too late to change your mind - and lock the door - but a part of you - the part that makes you send obscene photos of yourself to strangers, wants to carry it through. Christ - you're about to let a complete stranger fuck you. It could be anyone when he arrives - a guy from the street, someone you served last night in the pub, your boss even. But you're past caring - all you're bothered about is that he'll have a hard cock - and he'll share your own depraved perversions - the ones you've been discussing on line less than ½ an hour ago. You're pussy's dripping - as you lay there trembling - part of you still can't believe you're going through with this. 

It's nearly ½ an hour now since you finished your conversation. 2 glasses of wine later you're on your back, naked, with only the duvet as a cover - waiting to be used for his pleasure.

10 minutes pass - and you're beginning to think he's bottled it. Wait...what's that? Sounded a bit like a car door shutting outside - maybe it was at a neighbour's house? Deep down though - you know this is it - he's here for fucks sake! Steps down the path - before a hand tries the back door and you hear it swing open - then shut. He's inside - and making his way through the house. He seems to be moving really slowly - as if he knows he's enhancing the turmoil you're facing. Step by step - he's moving upstairs towards the bedroom.

Your heart's absolutely thumping as you hear the bedroom door open - and he steps inside. For a second you're tempted to look up and catch a glimpse of him as the light enters the room - but he's ordered you not to - you're to lie flat on your back and wait for him. Besides, the part of you that has had the audacity to follow this through wants to keep him completely anonymous.

You can hear him taking his shoes and socks off by the side of the bed. In itself not that big a deal - as you've laid there a thousand times and heard your husband do the same thing. However, this time it's very different. Another swoosh - must have been a t-shirt coming off. There's a man you've never met before - topless in your bedroom! But then you hear it - this is the defining moment - the belt buckle jingles as his hands come down and slowly start to unfasten it. You can hardly make it out though, as your heart's beating that loud you think they'll hear it in the street. But you can definitely hear the buckle unfasten, then what must be a button fly, before you hear his jeans slide down to the floor. He throws them to one side - as if trying to make a noise to heighten the suspense - but he really didn't need to - you're pussy's never felt so wet, your nipples are so hard they're physically hurting you, and you're covered in goose bumps.

There's no turning back now - whilst your behaviour on the internet over the last few years has been far from angelic - you're about to take a far more sinister turn now - as you put your fantasy into action. You want to stop, just like you wanted to lock the door 10 minutes ago, and just like you wanted to come off the internet when he first suggested this meeting - but that filthy part of you that always wishes you'd been a cock-hungry slut won't let you.

Then it happens - fuck - the quilt slides back a little and you feel the heat of another body in bed next to you. As he slides up to you - you feel him press against you - he's not naked - as you feel some fabric trying ridiculously hard to case his throbbing cock. He takes your hand and slides it down to his cock - and allows you to run your hand around him. You recognize it instantly - he's wearing a lacy thong - from the feel of it, and the fact that it no way fits his cock and balls comfortably - you know instantly he's wearing a skimpy pair of women's panties - probably his wife's - which makes the whole thing extra naughty! You gasp as you feel them - you can't help it - but his finger quickly comes up to your mouth. You know he's telling you that you can't speak - that was one of the rules you both agreed on-line.

You feel a hot tongue start to lick your neck - very gently making tiny circles - before moving onto your ear. You wonder what that tongue would feel like on your pussy, but deep down you know you won't have to wait long to find out. You're at his mercy now and he knows it - you'll let him do absolutely anything to you - and he's about to take advantage of that.

As his tongue nibbles your ear - he very lightly traces a finger over your stomach - and up over your breasts. His light touch slides over your tits, lingering fractionally on your nipples before carrying on - and this, coupled with his mouth nibbling at your ear makes you tingle even more. Your nipples feel like they're going to explode - and you want nothing more than to come there and then - but he's not going to let you do that. He enjoys the tease too much. 

As he carries on with his tongue, his fingers trace down towards your pussy - then back up. He continues doing this - never quite reaching your wet hole, even though you just desperately want to spread your legs wide and have him push two or three fingers inside you. He strokes your thighs, then back up to your stomach, then your tits - he's repeated this now for a good 5 minutes before the moment you've longed for arrives.

The first thing you feel is his tongue stops nibbling at your neck and he moves away slightly. For the briefest of seconds you wonder what's happening. Then, you feel his body begin to slide down in the bed, taking the quilt with him, until he positions his face at your pussy. It feels like an eternity that he's there, his hot breath meeting your juices and giving you that icy tingle that you've felt before - but never quite like this. His breath is fast - which makes it obvious that he's getting as worked up as you are over this situation.

After what feels an age - you feel his hot tongue. But not on your pussy where you desperately want it - but sliding up and down the inside of your thigh, then onto the other thigh. After that, as if he's aware of the spell you're under, he traces his hot tongue along the bottom of your stomach - an inch or so from your pussy. As he does this, he's lightly sliding his hand up and down the back of one calf, behind your knee, then the back of your thigh, before switching legs.

He repeats this for another few minutes - as if he's waiting for you to break the rule and tell him to suck your cunt for fucks sake! But you can't. 

Fuck, this guys good - he's been in bed with you for what must be 10 - 15 minutes, he's got you on the verge of cumming and he hasn't even touched your hole yet!

Then, you notice him up the ante; he begins to nibble at your outer lips. Mmmmmmm, you want him to suck on your clit NOW, but still he just slides his hot tongue up and down your lips. You're so wet there's no way you can tell which is the moisture from his tongue and which is from your pussy.

Up and down he goes - before he flicks over your clit with his tongue - and that's when you feel like you've had an electric shock. He feels this, and every time he flicks your clit, your body freezes for a second as the sensation hits you. Now he's going to let you cum - with a sudden change of tempo, he starts licking at your pussy with more purpose - pushing his tongue against your clit harder - so you can feel the hot pressure from him. He laps away at your hole - before sliding 1, then 2 then 3 fingers inside you. This guys got you so aroused that he's got 3 fingers inside you and you haven't batted an eyelid!

It's only a matter of time until you cum. He's sucking hard on your clit now, and gently using his teeth to saw at you. That coupled with the frantic way he's pushing his fingers inside you mean that it hits you - and fuck does it hit you! The heat that rushes through your body makes you feel as though you've jumped into a red-hot bath - and the buzz from your cunt like it's exploding.

Ahhhhhh, you have to put a pillow over your face to stifle your screams. You desperately want to remove it, spread your legs like the slut you feel and shout your way through this climax. You shake as orgasm after orgasm hits you - he's relentless - every time you cum - he keeps on eating your clit - and pushing his fingers inside you with more vigour. Mmmmmmmmmm - after what seems like an exquisite eternity - you feel that warm glow over you as he's stopped. He's resting - enjoying the fact that he's just given you some of the best orgasms of your life.

As you come to your senses, you begin to feel that you want to take the initiative. You've been flat on your back like a wanton slut for the best part of half an hour, and it's your turn to make him squirm!

You let him know your intentions by placing your hands under his arms - and trying to lift him up the bed. It's more of a gesture than anything else - as he's way too strong to go where he doesn't want to - but he knows what you've got in mind and shifts up the bed - flat onto his back. 

It's your turn to gently run your tongue over his nipples - really lightly - teasing him. The boot's on the other foot now as you make him squirm in bed - making him shiver in anticipation. As you keep teasing his nipples with your tongue, a naughty hand very slowly traces down his stomach to his skimpy thong. Part of you wishes you could switch the light on - as the sight of a grown man, fully erect, squeezed into a tiny pair of lacy panties is a big turn on. But again - that's against the rules.

His cock feels big - your fingers trace it's length - up and down through the tight lace. His pants are so tight you can feel the ridges and veins of his dick - almost as well as if he had been completely nude. Your grip gets a little firmer, as you make the transition between a teasing stroke, and a more deliberate slow wank - still through his panties. Not surprisingly, the head of his cock is now free over the top of the lace, and you tease him by running your finger over his tiny slit - dripping pre-cum. Again, the sluttish part of you takes over, and as if from instinct you raise your finger to your mouth and taste him. Mmmmmm - maybe it's your imagination, but this seems to taste far better than your husband's.

You want more of this now - and with an index finger on each of his hips slide his skimpy panties down to his mid thighs. Whilst you briefly have the idea of slipping them right off, the way restrict his movement in this position adds another piece of excitement.

You can hardly contain yourself from groping him - like crazed nimpho who hasn't touched a cock for a month. Feeling his big heavy balls in the palm of your hands as you apply pressure and rub him - then grabbing his shaft and wanking him with a vigour you never knew you possessed.

After he begins squirming again - you know you have him at your mercy - and decide to catch him off guard by quickly throwing your mouth over his shaft and taking in his dick. This time it's his turn to gasp in surprise - but he also realizes his mistake, and stifles his groans. You had wanted to give him a slow, sensual cock sucking - to show off your technique, but this has gone out of the window in the heat of the moment, and you start forcing him hard into your mouth, and the top of your throat. This goes on as you let him fuck your mouth - he's lifting his hips off the bed with every thrust to get as far down your throat as he possibly can. His balls slap repeatedly against your chin just like a scene from a porn movie - which makes you feel even more naughty.

You know from the days you used to suck dick for fun, that no man can take this for long, so after a couple of minutes of hard sucking, you take him out of your mouth with the intention of fucking him. He's got other ideas though, and begins to turn over on the bed, quite awkwardly due to the restraint the thong has on his legs, but after a couple of seconds he's lying face down, with his cheeks spread.

It's not something you do often, but in the heat of the moment it seems the most natural thing in the world to start eating his ass. He's writhing again now, as you lap your tongue round his hole, before forcing it inside. It's actually nicer than you'd thought it would be, that filthy part of you can't get enough - so you begin to finger him - and abuse him with both your tongue and hand. A few minutes later and enough is enough - it's too long since your last climax - and you want another - you want to cum with his cock inside you - you want him to take the lead again and fuck you into submission.

In a joint movement, you roll onto your back, and start turning him over. The quilt's long gone, so here you are flat on your back, legs splayed like a cheap hooker waiting for this guy to screw you. No emotion, no guilt - you can leave that for later, just the raw animal instinct that sometimes takes over when you need to be fucked.

He slides in between your legs and leans forwards - forcing his tongue into you only too willing mouth. It hits you that you've spent nearly 3 quarters of an hour being more filthy than you ever have with your husband, yet this is the first time you've kissed him. In a weird way that helps underline what this is - a meaningless fucking session - a good one - but nothing emotional or loving - two adults with the sole intention of satisfying their temporary needs. 

As your minds been wandering, you haven't noticed his hard cock at the entrance to your soaking hole. It feels rock hard and red hot, and just when you think you're waiting is over, he removes it and rubs his cock head against your clit. Then, he's sliding his dick along your pussy - the pressure he's applying make your clit burn - but this bastard is teasing you again. You grab his ass and try and push him in - god how wanton are you - but this only serves to tell him he's got you. He keeps teasing, slips his cock head in your pussy, then removes it and pushes it hard over your clit again. Whilst you just want to feel it's entire length inside you, you can't avoid noticing that this is having the effect of pushing you very near to cumming for him again.

This distraction has got your mind moving on your climax, which is when he strikes. As you're expecting him to keep working on your clit - he suddenly forces his cock straight in you until feel his balls slam into your ass cheeks. Argghhhh - it's a little painful - but who cares - you're suddenly full to the hilt of this stranger's dick, trying desperately to stretch round him. You instinctively wrap your legs round him to keep him fucking you - but you really didn't need to. He has only one intention now - to fill you with spunk.

You're going at it like now - you both want to cum in a way that feels like you're trying to hurt each other. Him - ramming his full length into you relentlessly, you forcing your hips off the bed to meet his thrusts. Your pussy juice is dripping everywhere - you've never been this wet before - and time he stabs his cock into you - you get closer to the verge of cumming. 

It's building now, that familiar heat building in your clit, hotter and hotter - from the way he's speeding up you know he's nearly there too. Every time he pushes deep in you - the muscle above his dick squashes against your clit - it's like you're wanking - bang, bang bang - you're there, you're there! Arrggghh - fuck you're cumming - the shaking starts, then the hot flush. This time the rules have gone - you scream as you cum with this guys cock deep in you. You're screaming so loud that you don't even hear him shouting as he cums. The first sign you get is when you feel his dick pulsing inside you, then that familiar feeling of him shooting his spunk deep into you. It's been such an effort that the natural thing to happen is that he collapses on top of you, and you lay together for a few minutes. You're still red hot, and you're both dripping sweat, but you really don't care. That tingly glow that fills you after such a hard cum makes anything else bearable. It even feels quite nice feeling his heart thumping against your chest as he calms down after his exertions. And that great feeling you get as his dick, still inside you, begins to soften - and eventually slips out, helped by the mixture of your pussy juices and the spunk he's just given you. God your hole feels more open at that point than it's ever been - and you wish this moment could last forever.

You start drifting off into that relaxing place between consciousness and sleep - but you are jolted when you feel your new partner climb off you and get out of bed. After such a great fuck, you're intrigued as to whether he will spoil the moment by breaking the agreement that he'd leave without speaking, or ask if he could see you again. But he does neither, after listening to him dress, just as intently as you had listened to him strip an hour ago, the door opens and he walks out of your life.

A few seconds later you hear the back door close, and your left alone. There's no guilt, although there definitely will be over the coming years, just that warm sexy feeling that you've just fulfilled a fantasy you've always had.

You look at the clock - there's still a couple of hours until your husband's home - so you lay back and fondly relive the last hour. The quilts on the floor - so you're naked, on your back, with your legs spread - exactly where he left you. You can feel his warm cum slowly dripping out of your cunt - but really don't care. Instinctively your hand traces down to your pussy - maybe time for one last play before the husband's back...



Sex with a Stranger



There was a knock at the door. I was brought out of reverie as the pounding intruded on my consciousness. Lost somewhere between deep thought and real life, I'm caught off balance by this disturbance; my writing interrupted, a new world put on hold.

In a daze, I opened the door, wondering idly who it might be.

There stands a man on my front step whom I do not know. My questioning gaze sweeps his presence and instantly assesses.

This man is about 25 with short, dark hair. Finely built, his athletic appearance is well framed in faded blue jeans and a nice-fitting rugby shirt. Green eyes took me in as the instant assessment was returned automatically.

Self-consciously, I run tired fingers through my tousled hair.

"Can I help you?" I ask, returning to the here and now. All thoughts of my book have flown.

"Yes, I'm looking for Mr. Lawson? I understand he has a model train for sale."

"He does, but he's not at home right now."

"Damn, I knew I should have called. I came out on the off chance as I was in town on business. I live in Dallas." Disappointment showed on his face as he had come such a long way.

"Well, you're welcome to look at the train. It's in the bedroom." A slight chill went through me at the notion of being in a bedroom alone with this man. 

I laughed inwardly. 'He's just a boy' I thought to myself and shook it off.

"I'd like that." He said brightly and I tried not to laugh as I took his words at their meaning but also within the context of my previous fancy.

As I led the way through the house, I felt his eyes on me. I was wearing dark, form-fitting blue jeans and a striped tee shirt. I hadn't thought to put a bra on that morning, as I wasn't expecting company. My unconfined breasts stretched the fabric and my nipples were visible just below the thin material - even more so as I realized they were hardening.

We reached the bedroom and I kept my back to him as I tried to concentrate on the model train set. My husband had stored it under the bed so I bent over and reached beneath the bed. My hand groped in the darkness until I felt the box and dragged it out. 

The box was large and the stranger bent down to help me. As he was positioned slightly behind me, his arm brushed my breast as he reached past. 

My heart beat a little faster and my breath caught in my throat. 

I think he noticed, though he didn't say a word.

We put the box on the bed and took the lid off, "This is it." I said.

I stepped back as he proceeded to inspect the goods. I watched him, as he looked the train cars and tracks over intently, shivering as my errant thoughts wondered at his probing fingers. They were long and lean with blunt tips and well manicured nails.

He must have spoken to me. I didn't hear what he said, but he looked at me expectantly.

"I'm sorry. My thoughts were elsewhere. What did you say?" I crossed my arms to hide my firm breasts and rigid nipples. At this point, I was rather self-conscious about them.

His keen gaze took in my deliberate movement and sudden awkward composure.

The stranger smiled as if to put me at ease.

"This is a nice train set." He said, "Your husband is a good builder."

"Yes, he's very thorough and doesn't cut corners." I answered yanking my eyes from his to look at the model train.

As if sensing my discomfort, he sat on the bed and looked around the room. Playing on the nervous tension, he looked me up and down slowly, no doubt trying to ken what kind of woman I was by the decor of the room.

"So, what does your husband do?" He asked politely, still watching me intently.

"He's a mechanic." I answered, "He works on big trucks. Doesn't usually get home till about 6:00 p.m."

I have NO idea why I offered that last bit of information. I blushed, hoping he wouldn't notice in the shadowy bedroom. 

The clock next to him showed 2:10 p.m. and he saw my eyes flit there and back.

"Will you be in town that late?" I asked when he didn't say anything.

"I hope so." His purring voice made my knees weak and I could hardly concentrate for the blood rushing in my ears.

"I'm very interested," he continued. Even though I told myself we were discussing the train, he never looked away from me, "I think we can both come to a pleasurable close on this deal."

I no longer had any doubts about the conversation...we were no longer discussing the model train.

He was bartering for me now.

The sudden realization that he wanted me was re-enforced by the burgeoning bulge in his jeans. He parted his legs to draw my attention and I couldn't help but look.

Now he knew, without doubt, that I noticed his erection. The fact that I wasn't fleeing the room in self-righteous disgust spoke volumes.

I licked suddenly dry lips and this turned him on more as he probably imagined said lips wrapped around his hard dick or maybe my darting tongue teasing his balls.

I must say my thoughts were in much the same direction. I wondered how big he was under those jeans; was he thick or long or both?

With all pretense lost, he beckoned me closer. At first, I froze. I knew there was reason not to do this but, at the time, I couldn't remember what it was.

Doubt clouded his eyes as, for a moment, he thought I might decline his invitation.

He opened his mouth to speak, to cry off maybe? Just then I moved. He accepted me into the circle of his arms and pulled me between his legs.

The contact was electric! 

A shock went through my nervous system. His mouth was hot and wet on my breast even through my shirt. My nipples sprang to stiff nubs at his arduous attention. He couldn't get my shirt up fast enough so I helped to take it off so he could focus on my breasts.

Oh, the man was good with his mouth!

I realized, at that point, I didn't even know his name and he didn't know mine. It didn't really matter though...and this is how I wanted it. Anonymous sex with a stranger: the thought turned me on even more.

His lips continued their sweet torment of my breasts as his nimble fingers deftly removed my jeans, then he slid my panties down until they lay in a heap on the floor at my feet.

I stood before him, naked, bared to his appreciative green eyes. He sat back, drinking me in. The scrutiny made me self-conscious again.

I moved impatiently but he merely laughed and reached out to run his fingers through the nest of curls at my nexus. The tips of his fingers brushed my swollen, wet clitoris and I made a small noise at the back of my throat.

"Oh, is this what you want?" he asked, teasing. He was still fully clothed, sitting on my husband's bed, while stoking my lust and gazing at my naked body.

"Yes," I whispered, as he reached up to fondle my breast.

I knelt before him and he watched intently as began to work clumsily at the fastenings of his jeans. Damn those button fly's!

I finally released the last button and his hardened cock sprang forth, unfettered.

Oh my Goddess, he was huge! My eyes widened in wonder at the smooth, stiff member only inches from my face. The mere brush of my breath on his cock made him groan, he was so tightly wound.

This reaction belied his nonchalant attitude and I felt emboldened, empowered.

I reached out and wrapped my cool fingers around his hot cock. He lay back on the bed, his breath becoming ragged as I started to work him up and down slowly. 

With my free hand, I worked his jeans down passed his knees. I spread his legs, sliding my hand from his knee to his crotch where I fondled his balls.

A bead of cum formed on the tip of his dick. It ran slowly down the side and I stopped stroking him so that I could lick the salty trail back to the tip. 

He shuddered and moaned, "Oh God..."

At that point, I took him fully in my mouth. My hands pushed his shirt up as they slid up his firm stomach to his chest. I stroked his nipples with my fingertips just as I stroked his dick with my tongue.

He clenched his fingers in my hair, forcing my head down so that I could take him deeper into my mouth. I almost gagged as the tip of his dick touched the back of my throat and I swallowed convulsively which only added to his pleasure.

I sucked him slowly at first. He squirmed beneath me, silently begging for more. I slid my finger down his balls and traced the line of his asshole, probing.

There is something to be said for being an older, more experienced woman.

The tables had turned. Where his youthful body and good looks had captivated me from the start, my knowledge and years of sexual exploration took over making me more confident. 

Instead of the seduced, I was the seducer, having him fully at my mercy as I continued to suck his cock faster, using my fingers in ways he'd probably never felt.

At least he knew how to accept pleasure without needing to be in control.

I had worked him almost to a frenzy, but I was determined to have my hot, wet pussy wrapped around that large, hard cock before it was all over.

I sucked him to the brink of orgasm and stopped just as he was about to shoot off in my mouth. I mourned missing the taste of his warm cum but my cunt was begging for some of that action as well.

I gave him a moment to recoup then moved to straddle him.

"Yeah, baby" he said in a pretty good imitation of Austin Powers. I giggled as I lowered myself slowly, enjoying the feel as his thick cock slid inside me.

The stranger grabbed my hips and thrust himself inside me. My pussy closed over him in spasming pleasure, stroking him tightly just as my hand had.

Our sweat-covered bodies began to move in harmonious urgency. Each thrust drove deeper inside me and brought us both closer to climax. Each caress, each kiss, sealed my doom...I could never take it back. 

I was fucking a stranger in my husband's bed...the bed we had shared for fifteen years. And it was a great fuck too. 

He reamed me from beneath and I rode him hard, like a cowgirl riding a wild bronco. We rocked the bed till I thought it would break...or I would. My poor thighs would feel like gelatin in the morning.

How would I explain that to my husband? I almost giggled at the thought, "Sorry dear, I was fucking some guy yesterday...I mean, really FUCKING him hard!"

Just then, the tempo changed. Too late, I felt the stranger begin to roll beneath me....

I followed his gaze and found, to my absolute horror, my husband standing there in the doorway. He was home early! I looked at the clock in disbelief...

There was murder in his eyes and he had his belt wrapped around his large hands. How long he had stood there, watching us fuck, I have no idea.

The young stranger tried to get up but I was frozen with fear, unable to move, and so we stayed there, he lying beneath me with his quickly shriveling erection still inside me.

My naked body quivered as I wondered what would happen next.

Then he moved.

Before I knew what was happening, my husband took the belt in his hand and quickly tied the stranger's hand together, then he strapped them to the headboard. The young man cried out, in fear of his life. He begged, he cajoled, he tried to blame it all on me.

In the process, I was knocked off and my survival instincts told me run.

I didn't even make it to the door.

Garrett, my husband, grabbed my hair and dragged me painfully back to the bed.

"So you wanna get fucked by a younger man, huh?" he growled in my ear, "You like younger men? I'm not good enough for you any longer? I'll show you."

Dread knifed my heart at his words.

"Get over there you cunt!" he roared as he threw me by my hair towards the bed.

It all felt surreal. I felt unattached to my own body...as if I were floating above it all, watching.

Garrett proceeded to get another belt from the closet and, as he came towards me, I whimpered.

There was no mercy in his eyes as he lifted me roughly by my arm. 

"Don't you dare fight me, you cunt, or it'll be 10 times worse." His breath brushed my ear in a deadly whisper.

Numbly, I allowed him to break me over the bed, my soft ass bared to his belt. He held me down by my hair and made me face the stranger who was struggling to free himself.

I closed my eyes, waiting in dread for the first hard blow of the belt to slam into my ass.

But it never came.

I opened my eyes. The stranger was no longer struggling...instead he was watching my husband who was out of my sight behind me.

"Wait." He said, "I have a better idea."

Garrett's voice had changed. It was no longer rough with emotion...I could hear the slow, calculating timbre in his voice. Instead of working from a place of hurt emotion, he had suddenly become cold and thoughtful.

He released his hold on my hair and I slowly stood up, wary. He looked me up and down. My naked body used to turn him on...now he viewed me with a cold stare.

I could see he was getting hard beneath his work pants but it was more from the thought of what he would do than from wanting me...

"Get in the bed." He ordered. I hesitated and, suddenly, I felt the sting of the belt on my breast.

Crying out, I cringed and quickly crawled into the bed, our bed, with the stranger.

Garrett began to undo his pants, slowly and methodically. He was playing mind games with us now.

"What are you going to do?" The man asked nervously.

My husband didn't answer, only continued to remove his clothes. He was naked from the waste down now and his hard cock hung at attention as he removed his shirt.

I'd always enjoyed his cock...liked having it inside me, sucking it, licking it, tasting the cum as he exploded with lust. Now, I felt fear...and wonder...and something else?

How was he going to punish us?

I must admit, I started getting a little excited by the thought of him punishing me with that big, hard cock. I knew the situation was serious and tried to stifle my reaction but, perversely, it grew.

I squirmed a little at the stinging of my breast and the wetness that drenched my pussy.

"On your knees!" he told the nameless youth tied to the headboard.

"I can't!" he cried pitifully, gesturing to the belt tightly binding his wrists.

"Don't fuck with me!" Garrett yelled. He grabbed the man roughly and twisted the belt, forcing the man to roll over onto his stomach.

The stranger struggled to get to his knees...to do as my husband said...before he felt the sting of the belt himself.

Now he gripped the headboard with his hands and balanced on his knees, awaiting the next, inevitable order.

Garrett looked at me then. My heart sank at that look...full of calculated malice...yet my body responded wondering what was next.

"Make that poor idiot hard again." He said. I thought I had heard him wrong...again I felt the sting of the belt, this time on my other breast, as I hesitated.

"What? Are you stupid, bitch? Jack him off!" I immediately grabbed the stranger's flaccid cock and started pumping the life back into it.

Despite the situation, it didn't take long to make him hard again. He even groaned a little as I stroked him and caressed his balls.

Garrett watched intently the whole time.

When the young man was hard again, Garrett gave the next instruction.

"Get under him, ass up."

This time, I didn't hesitate. I didn't want to feel the pop of the belt again.

I squirmed my way under the stranger with my back against his chest and his hard dick pressed between my ass cheeks.

"Now, fuck her in the ass." Garrett said. He grabbed the stranger's cock in his own hand and placed the tip on my asshole.

He then stepped back and I heard the pop as he smacked the man's ass with the belt.

I screamed as he drove into my tight ass with no warning...and no lubrication. I felt the bed dip as Garrett got on but I was in too much pain to care what he was doing.

Why was he making the stranger fuck my ass? Why wasn't he doing it himself? He knew I didn't like being ass fucked which was why he was punishing me this way, but I was surprised he didn't take the liberty himself. It always turned him on to think of ramming my tight ass.

A second later, I learned why.

The stranger cried out and jerked hard as my husband rammed his hard cock into the stranger's asshole!

I couldn't believe it! My husband was fucking the young man's ass!

With each thrust of my husband's hard cock, the man cried out and was forced deeper into me. To make it worse, Garrett started striking the man's bare ass with the belt.

Thrust for thrust, strike for strike, he tormented us.

The young man and I were having our asses reamed as punishment for our selfish act of adultery. Garrett had found an inventive way to do it too.

We both cried and pleaded as my husband continued to fuck the stranger and, through him, me. The pain was unbearable!

I wanted it to be over. Tears of pain and shame spilled onto the pillow beneath me. My ass was raw and yet the punishment continued without mercy.

I felt the young stranger shoot off in my ass. His cum lubricated me a little and the pain eased a bit.

There was a strange, misplaced sense of loss at the feeling. At the start, I had looked forward to having this man's cum inside me...but not like this. I wanted it on my terms...to taste it spilling into my mouth or filling my wet pussy or even spreading warmly over my chest.

My foray into fantasy by fucking a stranger had gone so wrong. The first time I'd ever been unfaithful to my husband and I was caught! Punished...forcefully...degradingly.

I heard my husband's grunt as he orgasmed, violently spilling his cum into the stranger's ass.

It was over.

Only heavy breathing and gasping sobs from the stranger broke the thick silence. I wryly assumed the poor young man had never been "anally probed" before as I'm sure he'd been full of himself seducing women, not men...

Now his pride had been broken with an ass full of my husband's cum and a lesson he would never forget.

To tell the truth, I wondered if either of us would get off that easy. Would Garrett be satisfied with merely fucking us raw?

What would happen to me after (if) the stranger was allowed to leave?

Garrett roughly withdrew his spent cock from the boy's ass. He then released the belt and, throwing his clothes at him, told him to get out and never come back.

"If I ever see you again, I'll kill you!" he shouted at the sobbing youth's back.

I don't think he even stopped to put his clothes back on. I heard his car pull away, tires spinning in the gravel of our driveway.

I didn't dare move. Garrett still had the belt.

"Okay you worthless bitch, I'm not finished with you yet." He grabbed me and tied my hands, just as he had bound the stranger's, to the headboard.

I sobbed, wondering what was next in store for me. My pussy was still wet and longed for satisfaction. I actually hoped he would fuck me again, bring me to orgasm. But Garrett only blindfolded me and I heard him leave the room. 

Time stretched out to eternity. Exhausted by my own fear, I must have fallen asleep.

I was awakened some undetermined time later by the sound of the front door slamming. There were murmured voices in the kitchen and, then, I heard multiple footsteps coming toward the bedroom.

I struggled in vain having tested the strength of the belt many times before, knowing it was useless.

The bedroom door opened.

"There she is." Garrett's voice.

I moved my head, trying to see under the blindfold. All I could see was two sets of legs. Garrett had invited someone else to view his humiliated, bound wife naked and I had no idea if it was someone I knew or a stranger.

"$50 bucks and she's all yours."

I gasped "No!" He was whoring me out for money! He was going to let strangers fuck me while he counted the cash in the living room. That dirty bastard!

I knew I had done wrong, but I'd already been punished once and this was too much. If he wanted a divorce, I'd leave without a fight. If he wanted to leave me penniless, I would accept it meekly. Even if he wanted to beat me within an inch of my life, I could understand.




Sex with a Stranger



But this...

I moaned in defeat. What could I do? He was beyond reasoning.

"See? She's all ready for you." I could hear the smirk in his voice, knowing he had purposely misinterpreted the sound.

"Can I take the blindfold off?" A man's voice asked. It sounded vaguely familiar.

"Sure, if you want to look at her face. That cunt is all you really need to look at, though," they both laughed at the crude humor.

My husband must have left the room at that point as I heard the door close. There was the jingling of a belt buckle, then I heard a zipper being pulled; the soft rustle as clothing hit the floor.

I peeked again and could see the man's large, hardened cock already dripping cum as he eagerly moved toward the bed.

Just then, the blindfold was removed. I was temporarily blinded by the sudden influx of light. It was twilight outside and the bedside lamp had been turned on. I was laid bare with no hope of covering my nakedness.

As my eyes adjusted, I turned my head to see who my first 'john' was to be and gasped in horror.

It was someone I knew well from Garrett's work! Ronald, the old man with the gray, unkempt beard leered at me as he slowly climbed onto the bed with me. I could smell the alcohol and cigarette smoke on his breath and it almost made me gag.

I knew the old drunk leered at me lasciviously when I went to Garrett's workplace to take him his lunch. I even flaunted my taut body in front of Ronald by purposefully wearing tight clothes and pushing my breasts out brazenly as I would lean in front of him to reach for something. It turned me on to know he wanted me, that he was getting a hard on right there, but could never have me.

Well, now it seemed he was going to have me...and there was nothing I could do about it.

He grinned, showing his yellowed teeth. "You think you're too good for me don't you bitch?"

He reached out, pinching my nipple hard. "You like to push these things in my face at work. I've been wanting to touch them, you know..." 

Ugh, he almost drooled...

He fumbled his rough hands on my bare breasts. "I think I'd like to titty fuck those babies!" he said.

"No!" I cried as he straddled my chest. I squirmed as he slapped his wet cock on my chest and squeezed my breasts together.

He began thrusting himself in and out of my breasts. I could feel his slimy dick sliding on my chest and thought I was going to be sick.

Just as I had surmised at the beginning, it didn't take him long to cum. I could see the disappointment on his pinched face as his hot cum squirted my chest and throat. He had hoped to have longer with me...to fuck me in more ways that one.

I guess if he had another $50 bucks, my husband would let him.

Still, I hadn't been released from the torment of my swollen pussy. Even the disgusting old man would have been enough to get me off at this point.

He collected his clothing and put it back on. As he left the room, he looked back, "I'm not finished with you yet." He warned.

"Go fuck yourself!" I said back, disgusted. The cum on my chest was turning cold now. I wanted it off.

As if on cue, Garrett returned. Without emotion, he wiped Ronald's cum from my chest and neck. Then he looked at me.

I hoped he might be finished with this, that he would let me go now.

Instead, he stuck his fingers inside me. I moaned...this is what I wanted...release. Garrett stroked me to the verge of orgasm and stopped.

"You shit!" I said, "Why don't you fuck me and get it over with?"

"Because that's what you want." He replied smoothly. He then turned me over and punished the soft flesh of my ass with the belt. I could feel angry, red welts forming as I cried.

When the spanking was over, he rolled me back to face him and, as I squirmed from the pain, tears rolling down my face, he said, "You ready for your next fuck?"

"No, please!" I whimpered, "Stop this madness, I'll leave right now. I won't ask for a dime!"

I twisted my chafed wrists, trying to loosen the bonds, but my husband just laughed and replaced the blindfold before leaving the room. I hoped the next guy wouldn't want to take it off. I didn't want to see anymore.

Sooner than I'd hoped, the door opened yet again. This time, there was no conversation so I couldn't tell by voices if it was someone I knew.

I felt eyes on me as I waited quietly, meekly for my next john. It seemed I was a sex slave now and my husband was my master, selling off a fuck to whoever had the money. 

What could I do?

If I struggled or begged, things would only get worse. I would lose what little pride I had left.

The bed dipped a little as a slight weight sat gingerly on the edge. There was jerking movement as clothes were removed. I could hear the soft whisper as they hit the carpet. 

I breathed not, dared not wonder what was next.

A cold hand touched my breast. I shrank back but the headboard kept me from moving too far. I strained my head back, trying to see who was touching me through the blindfold, but nothing revealed itself.

The fumbling caresses continued as my nipples were rubbed and pinched. They became hard of their own accord, standing to attention at the slightest touch. Traitors!

The gentle handling had my pussy all wet again too.

The squeezing became a little harder, more forceful as whoever it was became bolder. A finger traced my lips.

"Touch me" a voice whispered in my ear. One of my hands was released and guided to rest around a hard cock. Big surprise. 

I didn't really want to touch the strange man's dick, but if I could get away with just jerking him off, I'd do it. I began to stroke the hard dick.

"Oh, yeah" came a hard moan in response. I slid my fingers over his balls and thought he was going to cum right then and there.

Suddenly, his dick was jerked away from grasping hand. "Open your mouth." Came the hoarse command.

Oh no, he wanted me to suck him. The cum wet tip of his cock pushed against my lips. When I didn't immediately welcome his dick into my mouth, he began to rub it on my face.

"Come on, whore...I paid good money for this and you're gonna suck it!" I'm sure Garrett had told this "customer" that I was just some doped up bitch who was doing this for drugs or something. I was certainly being treated as such. Or maybe I was being touted as "my wife, the whore cunt, who likes to be treated like dirt while you fuck her". Tired of having wet cock rubbed on my face, I parted my lips. The man eagerly thrust his hard cock in my mouth and began fucking my face.

I nearly choked as he went deeper. I couldn't help but recall the first stranger's large cock deep in my mouth as well...the smooth feel as I eagerly sucked and licked, wanting to taste his warm cum, yet wanting it in my hot pussy too.

This was nothing like the handsome stranger's cock. It didn't taste or feel the same.

I sucked harder, hoping to bring him to orgasm and be done. He held both sides of my head as he thrust in and out of my mouth. His balls slapped against my neck with each movement. My ignorant pussy was begging for some of that action despite my repulsion.

In the heat of the moment, he pulled my blindfold off. He wanted to see my eyes as he spilled his hot cum in my mouth. Too late, I realized I was going to have to swallow as he began to shoot off. 

"Oh yeah, eat it mom!" he screamed, as he shot his load deep into my throat. "Swallow my cum, mother!" His whole body spasmed as he ejaculated and he thrust his hips wildly at my face. He just kept cumming and cumming until I couldn't hold it any longer. Some of it spilled down my face as his enormous load over-flowed, but most of it slid sickeningly down my throat.

I didn't know this kid but I could tell he was just a teenager. He looked to be about 16 or 17. Bastard...he was pretending I was his mother, the sick fucker. Fantasizing that your mother is sucking you off is a really twisted thing.

He withdrew his wet, sticky cock from my mouth, and, just for good measure, smeared it over my lips one last time. I guess he didn't want me looking at him anymore because he replaced the blindfold before securing my hand once again.

I could hear him pulling his clothes back on. Before he left, he pinched my nipple one last time...then the door closed behind him.

I didn't think I could take anymore! My throat hurt from the rough face fuck, my ass hurt from being spanked, and I felt sticky and dirty with cum from two different men.

What could possibly be next?

After I'd had time to recoup, Garrett came in to wipe me down like some prize breeding mare that'd just gone the distance. Gotta take care of the body your selling out even if you no longer respect the person it belongs to, I guess.

He removed the blindfold and I could see that it was full dark now. Was he done degrading me? Would he at least let me rest for tonight before resuming? Could I be that lucky? "Okay, cunt," he wouldn't even say my name anymore, "Your next job is here."

I guess not.

"When will enough be enough?" I asked.

He turned away, refusing to look at me. Movement in the dim room suggested he shrugged. "Wasn't I enough for you?"

Without waiting for an answer, he replaced the blindfold and quickly left the room.

Resigned to yet another round of "fuck the whore", I waited in still silence. At least the dim light from the nightstand lamp cloaked the room in shadow making me feel less exposed.

I heard muffled giggles from behind the door. A woman? Some lesbian paid to have sex with me?

The door opened. There was a soft feminine moan followed by another round of giggles then a man's voice said "Mmmm, look at that."

I can only imagine he was speaking of me.

A woman's voice replied, "Oh, why is she tied to the bed like that? Poor thing."

"Man said she likes it like that. That whole bondage thing, I guess."

"I can play that." She said.

Moans and giggles ensued as clothing was removed. I could hear loud kissing and sucking.

What? Did they just like to have sex in front of people? Were they exhibitionists or something?

The bed moved as two bodies in the throws of playful passion rolled upon the surface. Even though I couldn't see anything, I almost felt embarrassed at hearing their unapologetic display of passion. To make matters worse, it was turning me on.

That wet longing to have something hard and long in my pussy was becoming an itch that was driving me crazy. I squirmed, trying to alleviate the discomfort, and ended up drawing the couple's attention.

"I think she wants to play." The woman's voice was sultry with desire.

"Why don't you join her?" The man suggested. My blindfold was removed and, as my bleary, light deprived eyes adjusted to the dim light, I saw the man kneeling at the foot of the bed. His naked body shimmered with a thin sheen of sweat and his large, hard cock was wet with either saliva or the woman's cunt juices.

The woman was kneeling in front of me and, as she had leaned over me to remove my blindfold, her ample breasts were only inches from my face.

"You have pretty eyes." She said looking down at me.

She smiled at me as she reached out to touch my face. Soft fingertips gently caressed my cheek, lips, and throat. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at my breasts then touched them as well.

I almost forgot the man was in the room! This beautiful woman was looking at me, touching me, whispering how beautiful I was, and all I wanted was for this woman to take away that nagging itch between my legs. I wanted, no, NEEDED, for her to release me from my torment.

I wanted to return her touch. Feel her firm breasts, slide my fingers over her smooth abdomen, and run them through the silky blond hair between her legs.

I flinched suddenly. What was I thinking? I'd never been attracted to a woman before. Why did I long for this one? Maybe it was the gentleness in her eyes or the way she revered my body...completely opposite of the rough, careless treatment I'd been shown so far.

Her well manicure hand slid down my stomach and reached that tender core between my legs. I moaned, taken off my guard, as she expertly massaged my clit.

"Oh, you are so wet." She said, "I want to taste you."

She leaned down before I could protest and her small tongue darted in and out of my pulsating pussy. Waves of pleasure ripped through my body as she licked and sucked my clit.

The man sat watching intently, stroking himself, as the woman continued to eat my eager pussy.

I writhed in demented pleasure, almost ashamed at having such a strong reaction to a woman when I'd never felt this way with Garrett.

That's when I noticed the door was open, just a tad. Garrett was watching! That bastard...I'd put on a show for him. One he'd never forget!

I moaned louder wishing I could touch the woman between my legs in some way. That'd really turn my husband on, to see me caressing another woman. One of his biggest fantasies was to watch me have sex with another woman.

Well, now I was and he couldn't participate.

I saw motion behind the door and almost laughed out loud when I realized Garrett was masturbating. It almost pissed me off too. I didn't like the fact that he was getting physical pleasure out of watching me be used, no matter how gently, by others against my will.

The man on the bed became more excited by my reaction to his...wife? Girlfriend?...and began to join in. He moved forward and started rubbing his wet cock all over her ass as she continued to lick me crazy.

He gently slapped her creamy white ass and she moaned into my pussy, parting her legs for him. He entered her, doggy style, and began pumping away, thrusting his big, thick cock in and out of her juicy wet pussy.

Reaching forward, he grabbed her tits, massaging them roughly. I could tell he was on the verge of cumming. His moans became louder which turned me on even more.

Garrett had always been the silent type, fucking me missionary style until he spilled his cum in my cunt. Then he would roll off, without a sound, and go to sleep.

And he wonders why I was tempted to get some action from a stranger? At least the stranger had been concerned with giving me a little pleasure too.

Suddenly, my world exploded! My body spasmed uncontrollably as waves of ecstasy rolled through me...over me...around me. I was drowning in release. All coherent thought was gone, washed away by a turbulent orgasm of epic proportions.

In some remote corner of my mind, where basic information was still being processed, I heard other cries of release besides mine. I saw and felt warm, wet cum raining down on the naked beauty between my legs as well as myself. The man behind her had pulled his huge, wet cock out of her pussy to shoot his load over her ass and back.

Finally, he sat back, spent, to watch as the woman moved away from me to masturbate. Using her long, nicely manicured fingers, she expertly stroked her own clit. Her companion bent down and began to thrust his tongue in and out of her pussy, enjoying the taste of her. It didn't take her long, after that, to reach orgasm. 

I was amazed to see her sweet juices shoot out in legendarily sought after female ejaculation...something I had never experienced. She cried out, convulsing in throes of pure sexual satisfaction, as her friend licked furiously not wanting to miss a drop. 

Before I knew what he was about, the man leaned into me, his flaccid cock hanging between my legs as if seeking my spent pussy. He captured my lips with his and I could taste the woman's cum mingled with the warmth of his mouth. The woman joined him and we shared a kiss as she partook of her own juices.

The primitive smells of sweat, cum, and sex were like heavy perfume in the air. I breathed deeply of it, enjoying the satisfied ache between my legs. She'd licked me good...sucked me to perfection...and finally released me from my frustrated torment in a way I'd never experienced before.

Garrett stood unabashedly in the doorway, his waning cock hanging, spent, from his open fly, cum running down his jeans. The look on his face gave me triumphant pause. It was a mixture of confusion, longing, and, finally, understanding.

He'd had an epiphany while standing in the doorway, jerking himself off. Watching my cunt get licked by a beautiful blond who, herself, was being fucked doggie style by her male partner had opened his mind to the possibilities in a way watching other men fuck me had not.

In the other instances, I had never been satisfied. My needs had not been met, and were obviously never even considered, by the men who indiscriminately spilled their cum on my naked body to slake their lust and prove their dominance or take revenge.

It took a woman giving me pleasure to show Garrett the error of his inattentive ways.

As the man and woman dressed themselves, Garrett freed my hands from the bonds of the belt. Not a word was spoken, but the woman winked at me, licking her lips, as she and her companion left the room. I was sure her woman's intuition had told her more was going on than appeared to the naked eye.

Once the door was closed, Garrett turned to look at me. There were tears in eyes. He reached out as if to touch me, but stopped only inches from my bare skin.

"I'm so sorry." He said as I rubbed the feeling back into my tingling hands. "Can you forgive me?"

I said nothing at first. The feelings were overwhelming: sadness, anger, grief, pain. 

It took me a moment before I realized that, over all of these baser passions, I was experiencing a self-awareness I had never known before. Quite by accident, my jealous husband had opened doors for me that, otherwise, I would never have been brave enough to open myself.

It started as meaningless, heat-of-the-moment pleasure with a stranger and ended up being a titillating lesson in sexual give and take for both of us.

I looked Garrett in the eyes, my lips parted as if to speak but instead, and quite taking him by surprise, I lowered them to his exposed cock. I immediately felt the response of his warm flesh. 

As I gently sucked my husband's quickly hardening member, I could taste the salty sweat mixed with the tangy cum from his earlier masturbation. Again, I felt a strange triumphant glee remembering his reaction, as I was being petted and licked. 

I felt powerful, in control of my own needs and wants as well as his.

He groaned "Oh Ariel..." and buried his fingers in my hair.

I moved, whispering, "I forgive you," as my lips came into electric contact with his. I helped him remove his pants and, just as he was about to throw me back and thrust between my legs, pushed him back instead.

I wasn't going to let him get away with the same old fuck...not this time.

There was trust and submission in his eyes as I look down at him. He relinquished control, finally realizing I'd been controlled enough...it was my turn now.

Again, I turned my attention to his fully erect cock as he lay on his back below me. I couldn't help but love the solid familiarity of his hard cock in my mouth. I knew every inch of it intimately and, yet, it was as if I was sucking it for the first time.

I was seeing his body anew, and he mine, with a whole realm of delicious possibilities that hadn't been considered before.

I sucked Garrett to the verge of cumming then backed off to lick his balls. He was almost wild with want of me...longed to toss me on my back and fuck my wet pussy till he came...yet he didn't wish me to stop either.

My soft breasts brushed against his inner thighs as I kissed his abdomen. Working my way up, I stopped to savor the feel of his hard, hot dick on my chest, teasing by rubbing my lusty nipple across the tip.

By now, my pussy was veritably dripping with need and I rubbed it on his abdomen as I kissed him deeply. My luscious tongue explored his mouth, traced his lips, and tracked back down his throat to his nipples. I took my time with each one, gently sucking, teasing with my teeth.




Sex with a Stranger



His fingers sought the wetness at my core and slipped inside to stroke the wet walls of my pussy. The slow in and out motion nearly made me loose my mind. I kissed him again then grasped his cock firmly to guide it inside me.

He removed his probing fingers and brought them to my lips so I could taste myself. I swear the scent of the other woman lingered there as well. I smiled to think of her as I mounted my husband's cock slowly.

Easing down on him, I savored the way he filled the empty depths of me, inch by inch, until I held his generous cock in thrall. Garrett tried to move, to thrust himself deeper into me, but I wouldn't let him.

For a moment, all was still as I enjoyed the feel of him inside me.

Then I began to move.

Slowly I moved up and down, almost like riding a carousel, as I impaled myself again and again upon his throbbing erection. The freedom I felt, riding him like I would a lanky stallion, was too wide for words. 

In our fifteen years of marriage, I had never been on top...never been in control. I had always been the submissive housewife pleasing my hard working husband by automatically spreading my legs for him whenever he wanted a quick fuck.

We'd had no idea of the pleasure, of the happiness, we had been denying ourselves by accepting our limited view of sex. Now, it was different. We had both experienced a sensual lesson in discovery...a sexual epiphany of sorts...and there was no going back.

Not only had I learned to express my wants and desires, Garrett had learned to accept that I had them. He no longer saw me as a means to an end...namely orgasm...but as an equal partner in sex, capable of feeling deep pleasure, able to give as good as I got.

And right now, I was getting it REAL good!

Our naked bodies were slick with sweat and loud, uncensored moans filled the room. We could not be held back...could not be suppressed. 

I fucked him hard now. Rocked his world (and the bed) like he'd never been rocked before. I wanted release, craved it, desired it, accepted it freely. And he offered it without reserve.

I accepted this offering of self wholeheartedly, took it inside me, made it mine.

In exchange, I opened up to him. I allowed him to really see me, touched myself, as I accepted his offer. I caressed my own breasts, pinching the nipples to enhance my pleasure. His mouth took over and he suckled my breast like a needy babe, bringing my nipples to rigid attention between gently nipping teeth.

I urged him on by pressing his head to my breast, my fingers tangled in his dark hair as I used my strong thighs to ride him. Garrett reached behind me to gently rub my ass. The welts caused by his belt were throbbing and sore. I heard his breath catch in his throat as he felt the damage he had done to my soft flesh.

Tears of remorse rolled down his cheeks as he buried his face between my bare breasts in shame. He wanted me to stop. He didn't feel deserving after the punishment he had exacted upon me both physically and mentally.

At this point, however, it wasn't about him, per se. It was about that large hard cock of his and the release it could give. My tight cunt eagerly continued to stroke him up and down.

The self-sacrificing offer to stop touched me deeply. It was at that moment I reached the pinnacle of physical pleasure. I loudly poured my orgasm into his lap as my pussy clenched in demented gratification. I screamed my release to the room, to the world in general, as I continued to rock him. 

My breasts jiggled and my thighs quivered while my satisfaction repeatedly manifested itself in pure, unadulterated sensual spasms. 

Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, his hard cock exploded inside of me. I could feel Garrett's cum squirting between my legs while he pulsed in orgasmic ejaculation. He cried out as he emptied himself...gave himself...spent his body and mind.

I wrapped myself around him, holding him close, while he recovered from the powerful experience. He was like a child in my arms, clinging to me, as he sought a return from the blissful oblivion which momentarily destroyed him.

We rolled, his cock still buried deep inside me, to lay exhausted in each other's arms. At that moment, all was perfect. I never wanted to move. Selfishly, I wished I could hold his cock prisoner in my cunt forever.

Garrett whispered inane things in my ear. In my state of sleepy content, I didn't absorb all that he was saying but phrases like "Best fuck of my life", "Don't ever leave me", "Can you ever forgive me", and "I can't live without you" swirled triumphantly through my head.

My husband and I had finally broken through our mutual bonds of sexual frustration all because I dared to have sex with a stranger.



Sex with a Stranger



Last night I went out with my friends in the city. We all me at a bar around 10pm. It was my friend Jacks birthday. We had been drinking for a while, making Jack do shots. At around 1 am he got really sick. I had been talking with this really cute girl. My friends were leaving to take Jack home. I felt bad staying behind but I was trying to score.

The girl's name was Samantha. she was pretty drunk and kept calling me Jake. I didn't care I just wanted to get some action. I had given her all the bullshit lines about be a stockbroker and that I lived in the city. She told me she was a school teacher and that she lived down the block. We kept drinking until 3am when the bar was closing. She asked me to walk her home. My dick sprang to life, I might actually get laid tonight.

We left the bar and I grabbed her hand. We slowly walked down the block towards her apartment holding hands. I stopped and pulled her towards me, we made out for a long time. I began running my hands up and down her body. She was pretty drunk and didn't realize people on the street were watching us. I was kissing her passionately. Finally she pulled back and asked me if I wanted to come upstairs.

I held her tight as we walked up to her apartment. I didn't realize she was so drunk, I had to help her open the door. She couldn't even get the key in the lock. Finally we got inside. I was so horny, my dick was rock hard. I wanted to get some action badly. We went in and sat on the couch and I started kissing her. As we were making out, I reached my hand under her shirt and fondled her breasts. They felt so good, her tits were bigger and firmer than my ex-girlfriend's. She pulled me up and said "Let's go to my bedroom." 

When we got into bed I pulled off her shirt. Her tits looked amazing. They were round with big nipples. I began sucking and licking them. I reached down and undid her pants and pulled them off. She was wearing red panties which I quickly removed. She was moving very slowly. I took off my clothes and got on top of her. She asked if I had a condom. I jumped down and took one out of my wallet. I was so excited I was going to get laid. I put on the condom and got back into bed with her. 

I slid my cock between her legs. She spread open for me and grabbed my cock feeling for the condom, she directed me to her pussy. I pressed into her and began sliding in and out of her. She was so wet my cock easily fit inside her. I was fucking her for a while, the alcohol had made it hard for me to cum. The rubber on my cock and her wide pussy didn't help either. I must have been fucking her for 20 minutes when she went limp, she was not fucking me back, she had fallen asleep. I couldn't believe it. I kept fucking her and sucking on her tits to try and wake her. She kept sleeping. I was pissed and my cock started to get soft. I was so horny I needed to blow my load. 

I pulled off the rubber and slid my cock into her. She felt so much better without a condom, I could feel her wetness and heat on my cock. I pumped slowly in and out of her pussy. My cock felt so good inside this strangers pussy. I pulled out and rubbed the tip of my cock around her asshole. I rolled her onto her side and lifted up her leg. I had a clear view of her ass. I pushed the tip of my cock into her ass. She was so tight. Samantha must have felt my cock invading her asshole, she rolled onto her back popping out my cock in the process. I opened her legs and slid into her pussy. I thrust into her as she fully woke up and started kissing me. I turned her over onto her stomach and pounded my aching condomless cock into her. She pushed her ass back into me, I was fucking her doggie style watching my naked cock slid in and out of her pussy. 

She was awake now, she turned me over and got on top of me. I grabbed my cock before she could so she wouldn't realize the condom was off. I guided my cock into her. She rode my cock sliding up and down. I reached up and fondled her tits as she rode me. Within a minute I heard her cumming. She pushed down on my cock and I slid deep into her cunt. I was trapped beneath her, She kept fucking my cock. She begged me to cum for her. I could feel her contracting on my cock. I could take no more. Hearing her tell me to cum in her drove me nuts. She thought I was wearing a condom. I unloaded shot after shot of cum right into her pussy She pushed her pussy into me as I kept coming. When I regained my composure, I quickly turned her on to her back. I was careful to keep my cock inside her. I collapsed on top of her and held her. 

After a few minutes my cock slid out of her pussy. She was sleeping. I rolled over and got up. I quietly got dressed and found the rubber I had pulled off earlier. I placed the empty rubber on her night stand for her to find in the morning. I looked over her sleeping body. I had just fucked and cum in a total stranger that didn't even know my real name. I smiled as I left to go home. 



Sex with a Stranger



It is Friday night and I am in the mood for a quiet drink on the way home from work. Not wanting to go with my friends to one of the busier bars I make my excuses and head out. There is a small English style bar on my way home that has always interested me but I have never been to. Tonight I decide to check it out. The bar is very quiet considering it is Friday night, just a few old guys sitting at one table and playing poker. The lighting is very dim and it takes a few seconds to adjust to it. As I walk towards the bar to order a beer I notice you. You're sitting on a bar stool towards the other end of the bar and the back view is very impressive, sexy back and a cute ass. I check out the room expecting to find your female companion somewhere but unless she is in the bathroom you are alone. There is no one behind the bar but when I reach it one of the guys that was playing cards pushes his chair back and calls out that he is coming. I order my drink which he pours, then the bartender tells me to call out if I need anything and heads back to the game. This bar is so different from the usual places I go to. Totally laid back and damn empty.

I take a sip of my drink and look down the bar towards you, you're still alone. You are wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and the shirt is hugging your body in all the right ways. Clinging tightly over your torso and I would bet heavily that there is a six pack on the front side. I'm thinking that maybe company wouldn't be so bad and since you are alone I move down next to you. I walk up to where you are sitting, casually brushing against your arm which is leaning off the bar holding a cold glass of the frothy stuff. I feel an electric shock as our flesh touches and look directly in to your eyes. We look at each other and I smile as our eyes connect for the longest time. Then you lower your gaze ever so slowly taking in my full red lips which I lick as you stare at them, rolling my tongue over my upper lip in one fluid motion. Your eyes move lower over the clingy top I am wearing and you make no attempt to hide the fact that you are staring at my breasts. My nipples actually harden under your lengthy gaze and you raise your head to eye level with me and there is a devilish spark in those beautiful dark eyes. You then continue your slow appraisal of my body moving your eyes lower, down over my short black business skirt, the sheer black stockings covering long shapely legs, all the way down to my high spiky heels. I have never before felt so naked when fully clothed, and my body is tingling from head to toe.

I ask you if you are about done and you raise your head and give me the sexiest smile and ask me to sit down next to you. My shirt rides up as I lift myself on to the high barstool next to yours and as you turn your body to face me your knee bumps between mine forcing my thighs apart. You make no move to change position and the feel of your hard thigh resting between mine is making me hot all over. I swallow some of my drink and wait for you to start the small talk. It doesn't happen. Apart from the muted voices of the poker players, and an old song playing on the jukebox it is very quiet. We are sitting so close the smell of your aftershave is very noticeable. It is a sensual male scent and I can feel a dampness growing in my panties as I look at your hard body. I start picturing what you would look like naked, what your hard body would feel like stretched and draped over mine.

As if reading my mind your hand moves over until it is brushing my knee and you move it gradually up my stocking clad thigh, your palm sliding higher up my inner thigh, over the lacy tops of my sheer stockings until it is under my hiked up skirt. I put my hand over yours stopping you from moving further and give you a questioning look. You are a stranger to me but my body is on fire. I can feel the wet patch on my panties growing as the feel of your hand so close to them makes my pussy wet. "You want it" is all you say as you brush my hand away and move your fingers up until you are touching the wet silk covering my cunt. I turn my head to see if the card players have noticed but they are intent on their game and I breathe a sigh of relief. Your finger moves in light circles over and around the wet patch between my legs, and my breathing gets faster. I can feel the blood rushing through my body making my breasts swell and my nipples are two aching peaks pushing out against my top, wanting attention of their own. You continue stroking my pussy through the now drenched material of my black silk panties and I close my thighs tight against yours, loving the feel of that hard thigh trapped between mine. You edge your fingers under my panties and I gasp as I feel one long finger brush over the scant pubic hair above my shaved pussy, and push it's way past my pussy lips to the juice drenched skin beneath. 

I no longer care if the whole bar was full and everyone was watching us, the feel of your hand cupping my cunt is incredible. I shift a little on the bar stool and relax my thighs so that you can easily move within them. I just want to close my eyes and drown in the sensation you have stirred within me. Glancing at your lap I check to see how your body is reacting to this and I give a very satisfied grin when I see your hardened cock pushing against the restraining denim at the front of your jeans, your cock wants to escape and it look big enough, and good enough to eat.

You continue your sexy assault on my pussy and your whole hand is drenched by my escaping juices and your finger slides in and out of my cunt making a wet slurping sound. It is very hard to think with your hand gently squeezing my pussy and your finger fucking me so intensely. I move my hand over to your lap and start to move it over your covered cock, but your other hand stops me and you tell me "no". I don't understand as I can see your penis is rock hard and must need some release of it's own. You just tell me to wait and keep up a steady rhythm with your finger, sliding up and down my wet slit, sliding gently over my clit, entering my dripping hole over and over again. I am breathing heavily and I can feel my body tensing as my vagina walls close around your finger tightly as it passes in and out. I'm biting on my lip to keep from calling out and when I hear a chair sliding backwards, scraping against the floor behind us, I look at you in wide eyed panic. 

One of the poker players walks past us on the way to the bathroom but you don't stop, you actually wink at him as his eyes take in the scene. I want to slap you but my whole body is liquid. You see the outraged look in my eyes and lean forward to finally touch your full masculine lips to mine, kissing away my anger as your tongue slips between my red lips and starts playing with mine. Warm juices are escaping out of my pussy and running under the palm of your hand, past my panties and down my inner thighs. Small tremors are coursing through my body and my release is imminent. The old man returns from using the bathroom and shoots a long look at the scene before him as he walks slowly past. He rejoins his friends at the card game and a few moments later we hear the low rumble of laughter and a few low comments along the line of "lucky bastard". I am past caring what other people think and keep our mouths locked together in passionate French kisses. My body is on fire and my pussy is aching, each feel of your finger as it fucks me has me on edge. The convulsions start to build up and waves of heat flow through me, I dig my long red nails in to your thighs as I cum to stop from screaming out and raising everyone's attention. The feeling just goes on and on as you keep tickling my hardened swollen clit through my orgasm. I am humping your hand as I cum, whimpering and lost in pleasure. When my body finally stops shaking I am gasping for breath and a sheen of sweat covers my forehead.

You remove your hand slowly from under my ruined panties, and I shocked to see you bring it to your mouth and suck & lick your palm clean of my juices, you lick each finger slowly then lean forward to give me a long searching kiss. "Get rid of the panties" you whisper roughly as you move your mouth closer to my ear. You glance down at your erection then back up to me. I realize I should get rid of them fast and slide off the bar stool and towards the bathroom on shaky legs. Inside, I quickly wipe away the wetness on my inner thighs and put my saturated panties in my hand bag. Glancing in the mirror above the sink I see my flushed face staring back at me and smile thinking about our encounter so far. The music on the jukebox is suddenly louder and I move back quickly to the bar.

You are standing by the jukebox and don't look at all comfortable with such a constrained cock. I leave my bag on the bar and move down to the secluded corner where you are. A corny country song is playing but I am only interested in you not in how the man in the song was done wrong, and I move in to your arms and press my body tightly against yours. I can feel your erection hard against me as we sway slowly to the music. I admire your restraint as you have been in a state of arousal for quite a while now. You entwine your fingers in my hair and move your lips to my neck where you suck on my exposed skin. My hands are free now and I move them to the front of your jeans, unzip them and slip my hand inside your boxer shorts to touch the big, hard cock there. "Hands or pussy?" I ask as we sway, not quite believing what we have just done or what I am now offering.

"Pussy" is the only word you utter. I pull your cock through the opening in your shorts and stroke your now freed cock with one hand and cup your balls with the other. Your hands move down to push my skirt up until it is bunched around my hips and you release your hold on me so you are holding me loosely in your arms. With one hand I part my pussy lips and use the other to guide your cock closer to me. I rub the tip of your cock over my tender skin, wetting the head, stroke around the entrance to my hole, you draw in your breath and squeeze my upper arm almost painfully. I realize you are past the point of being teased and when I guide the first inch of your big, fat cock in to my cunt you suddenly grasp my ass and thrust hard inside me, while pushing my ass forward to meet your thrust. I gasp as I feel your cock ram in to me filling me up, you let out your breath and start thrusting inside me fast. I lift one leg and wrap it tight around your body so it is easier for you to thrust in to me. The pace of your thrusting is wild and the length of time you maintained your erection is beginning to tell. This is going to be a quick fuck I realize but the power of it takes me by surprise. Your balls are slapping wildly against me as your cock keeps thrusting faster and faster inside me.

I can feel sweat dripping down my body as the pace of our movement overheats my skin. It is not long before I am aching to be filled with your semen. My pussy is saturated with juices again and waiting to be filled with yours. You keep pumping in to me, our bodies moving crazily against each other as the next song starts. Your thrusts are faster and I feel the tension in your body begin to give way, the pressure finally climaxes and pushes your sweet seed inside me, a rush of hot spurting semen far up in to my cunt, splashing over the walls of my vagina, mingling with my pussy juices. I clench my leg tighter around you and hold you tight until you have released everything inside of me. I kiss your neck, your face, your eyelids while holding you close. Your penis is still inside me but you have relaxed in my embrace, breathing hard and sweating as you recover. I bring my leg down, and we stay together in the dark corner all the way through the next song, ignoring the state of our clothes, the fact that there are other people in the bar, quietly content and satisfied.

When we finally move apart you ask me if I want to continue this somewhere we can get naked. I don't even think about the question, just nod my head. We both go to the bathroom to clean up a bit before gathering our things. I am still flushed and take a long gulp of my now warm drink, not caring. You ignore yours. We leave some notes on the bar to pay for our drinks and then you take my hand and lead me out of the bar. The card players call out to come again as we pass them and we laugh along with them.

It is very late and the dark streets are very quiet but you manage to hail a cab and we both get in. You give the driver an address and lean back against the soft leather of the car seats. I am sitting straight with my back about a foot away from the seat back, doubts beginning to set in. You gently run your hand along my thigh and say with a laugh "Relax. It's a hotel, lots of people to yell out to" and move your hand along my inner thigh over my still damp stockings, sending new waves of desire through me again, making me forget I am going off with a stranger I have just fucked in public. You look at me, lean towards me and kiss my warm lips. I feel them part and feel your probing tongue. You cup my large, firm breast with your left hand, gently running your fingers over and around my hardened nipple.

"How about some tit fucking when we get there?"



Sex with a Stranger



It had been one of those long days at work, which seems as if it will never end. When it finally did, I headed straight for the closest bar for a glass of wine to take the edge off my frustration and boredom. I sat at a table in the corner facing the rest of the room, able to see the various people coming and going from the bar. Gradually I relaxed, reading a book, and feeling the alcohol seep through me. I sat there quite happily for an hour or so, getting a second glass, simply enjoying my book and the peace. Slowly, the bar became more and more crowded, until there were people standing in the middle of the room, up until the edge of the bar. Still absorbed in my book, I at first didn't hear a guy ask if he could sit in the spare chair next to me. I gestured that it was fine, and went back to my book. 

Surreptitiously, I looked at the man next to me, who seemed content to just sit and watch the people surrounding us. He was a reasonably attractive man, tall and broad, with strong hands and upper arms. I caught myself staring, trying to make out the features of his face whilst he was turned away from me. Suddenly, he turned back to me and I quickly looked down again, but it had been fairly obvious I had been staring. I could feel myself blushing after my blatant curiosity, and when I thought he would have looked away again, I chanced another look. However, he hadn't moved, but was staring at me with a dark intensity. His eyes were a shade of brown, closer to black than normal, and he was tanned, with dark stubble covering a strong jaw line. He nodded to me, and gave a mocking smile. I smiled back nervously. 

We began to chat, only about inconsequential matters, my job, his work, the usual banalities you discuss when you meet a stranger. However, for some reason he made me nervous, this man... not in a threatening manner, more in an excited, heated way. He emanated confidence, blatantly aware of his own sexuality, and clearly comfortable with it. It wasn't quite arrogance, but close. More like a man who knew exactly what he wanted and always got it. As we talked I could see his eyes subtly running over me, whilst his body language visibly shifted towards me. Unconsciously, I could feel myself reacting to him, wanting him to touch me, to run his hand up my leg, across my nipples, which were becoming harder as he looked at me like that. It was only when there was silence for a couple of seconds that I realised he had asked something, and I hadn't heard, but had just been staring at him, half flushed and feeling myself becoming more and more turned on. I stammered something and he laughed at me, again mocking me, clearly aware of the effect he was having on me. He leaned over, brushing the nape of my neck with his lips and whispered to me to come with him. I didn't think, wasn't capable of a rational decision at that point, just grabbed my stuff and followed him out of the bar and into a waiting taxi. 

He sat beside me in the taxi, and placing my coat on my knees, I felt his hand stroking my hip above my skirt, below my top. I tried to say something but it caught in my throat as his hand moved further down to the top of my leg, stroking my thigh. I sat there rigid easily for five minutes until the taxi pulled up at his apartment. We stepped out and he led me inside a spacious apartment, with large glass windows, exquisitely furbished and tidy. He went to the makeshift bar in the corner of the lounge and poured my a glass of wine, handing me the drink whilst he made himself a drink. 

When he came over and took my coat and bag for me, I realised I was clutching it, not sure what to do with myself now that I was here. He placed them on the nearest table, with our drinks and came up to me, putting his hand at the back of his neck. Slowly he pulled me towards him and kissed me, softly to start with, prising my lips apart with his tongue, and running it over my lower lip. I moaned softly and felt his smile against my lips. His hand tightened on my neck, holding me against him, and his kissing became rougher, more intense, and I felt my knees weaken. His hand reached up and brushed over my nipple over my shirt, hardening instantly at his touch. Just brushing his finger over my nipples, he held me there and I was unable to move away. 

Suddenly he stopped and moved away from me, looking at me in an appraising manner. I stood there, utterly incapable to doing anything, feeling completely powerless to prevent what was about to happen. He told me to walk around the back of the sofa and stand with my hands on the back, with my legs apart. I shakily did as I was told, until I could not see him standing behind me. I stood like that for what felt like ages, but was probably in fact only a minute or so. Finally I felt his hand on my shoulder, moving slowly down, and reaching around to stroke my breasts for a while. He began to undo my shirt from behind, letting it drop to the ground, and undid my bra, so I was standing topless in the middle of his living room, with him behind me. He slowly reached his hands around me, massaging my breasts, softly at first, then harder, pinching my nipples until they were throbbing and I cried out in pain and pleasure. He lifted one hand up and placed it over my mouth so I couldn't make any noise and continued to play with my nipple, twisting and pinching it harder until I involuntary moved my body back into his, and he caught me in his arms. 

My breathing was hard and shallow, as he moved his hand down slowly, undoing my skirt and slipping it onto the floor. I stepped out of it and he kicked it away quickly, and I was standing only in pants. I went to turn around but he caught my hands and placed them back in front of me on the sofa. I whimpered while he moved his hands down over my waist, over my arse, and under my underwear, which he slipped off me. His hands moved around my front again, over my hips and down the front of my legs. One hand held my waist so I wouldn't move, and the other moved slowly up the inside of my thigh, towards my clitoris, already red and swollen. He brushed his finger over it, and I cried out, until he put his hand back over my mouth to stop me. His hands stroked up and down until I was soaking wet, aching for him to fuck me. 

Finally he stopped, and moved away from me. He told me to stand there, looking straight ahead, and not to move while he did something. I could feel him move around behind me, but couldn't see what he was doing. I thought I saw him sitting watching me, just enjoying his drink, and I got more aroused. Finally, after long minutes had passed, he came back over to me and felt between my legs, laughing at how wet I had become. He whispered to me; 

'What do you want?' 

I moaned back at him; 

'I want you to fuck me.'

He stood there stroking me, and whispered again; 

'How much do you want me to put my cock inside your wet cunt?' 

I closed my eyes against the vulgarity, but my body betrayed my and I moaned again, shaking so much I thought my legs might give way. He whispered to me again; 

'If you want me to fuck you, say please...' 

I whispered please back to him, whilst his other hand twisted my nipple again until I was saying it louder and louder. Finally, he placed his mouth against my ear whispering to me again; 

'You are desperate for me to fuck you, aren't you? All you can think of at the moment is having my hard cock in your soaking wet cunt?' 

I could only nod in reply, and cried out when he thrust himself brutally and quickly inside me, right up to the top. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back against him, moving himself quickly inside me, fucking me harder and harder, yanking my head back with my hair, until my neck was straining back in pain. He whispered things in my ear, making my go red in shame but which made me more turned on than I thought I would ever be. He asked what I wanted him to do to me and I told him in graphic detail, horrified at the words coming out of my mouth.

'I want you to fuck me harder and faster, please... I want to feel your cock in my mouth, on my knees and you fucking my mouth, and I want you to come in my mouth and on my face.' 

On and on I uttered obscenities until in one shuddering moment I came, shaking with the force of my climax. He stopped moving inside me and turned me around, forcing me to my knees, thrusting his cock inside my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head, pushing me towards him and his cock deeper into my mouth, thrusting in and out of me. Not able to help myself I moaned, becoming turned on again and he came inside me. I could feel his cum dripping down the back of my throat, feel it mixing with my cum on his cock, and feel it dripping out of my mouth and down my chin, as I tried to swallow it all. 

I collapsed on the floor and saw him walk away and sit on a seat, picking up his drink again. I lay there on the floor of his apartment, throbbing with the aftermath and looked at this man I didn't know, who had easily stripped away my inhibitions. He smiled at me, this time in a reassuring manner, came over and picked me up, kissing me softly. He found me a dressing gown and gave me my drink, and we sat there, actually getting to know one another for the rest of the evening.



Sex with a Stranger



When I arrive at the bar I spot you straight away, waiting at a table in the corner. There's a beer in front of you, and you've taken the liberty of buying me a gin and tonic. Double, I hope. I'll certainly need some Dutch courage for this liaison. 

Trying to hide my nerves, I stroll over to the table and greet you. You smile, your eyes creasing attractively as you do. Maybe this won't be so difficult after all. I sit down on the bench next to you, as close as I can without touching. Even so, I can feel the heat from your thigh radiating towards me, making my pussy tingle in anticipation. 

You start talking, telling me about the journey, the weather, your job. The words wash over my head as I watch your sensuous lips move. I imagine kissing them, sucking them into my mouth, teasing them with the tip of my tongue. They stop moving, and I realise you've asked me a question. 

In answer, I place my hand on your thigh, then slowly move my hand up towards your bulging crotch. I feel your cock twitch as I squeeze it gently. I ask you to repeat the question and as you do, I can't take my eyes off your face as I imagine it buried between my legs, your tongue licking my clit as I moan in ecstasy. Breaking the moment, I knock back the gin and ask you to come with me. I can't wait for you any longer. I need to feel you inside me.

You've already booked a hotel room and you put your hands up my top the moment the lift door closes. Your eyes widen with surprise as you realise I'm wearing a peep hole bra. Squeezing my nipples, you lower your mouth to them and begin to suck hungrily. Your teeth pinch at my hard nipples and with every bite, my cunt contracts, sending hot juice down my thighs. 

I push your head up away from my breasts and begin to kiss you passionately. Your tongue forces its way into my mouth and I can taste the beer on your lips. I press myself up against you and feel your cock nudging against my pussy. I can hardly wait to unleash the beast and take you in my mouth.

The lift stops with a jolt and the door opens. We stumble out, arms around each other and mouths pressed together, and find our room. You unlock the door and before we're even in the room you've removed my top and undone my bra. 

You push me onto the edge of the bed and start to knead my large breasts while I undo your zip and push down your jeans. Commando - hey, nice touch. Your dick is magnificent, a bead of moisture shimmering on the shiny head. 

As you continue squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples, I lower my head towards your cock and lick the hole, tasting the salt of your pre-cum. I probe the hole gently with my tongue before taking your cock into my mouth, an inch at a time. You moan as you watch your cocky disappear into my warm wet mouth. 

Sliding your cock in and out of my mouth I move my hands round to your arse and start massaging your bum cheeks as I push you further into me. I can feel you buckling and straining against me as I suck your dick and roll my tongue around the pulsating head. 

You push me back on the bed, undo my jeans and dive between my legs. I see you smile as you spot the crotchless panties. You bury yourself into my pussy and start licking at my clit. Your tongue feels so warm and wet as you draw circles around my clit, flicking your tongue into my pussy now and then. 

I wriggle on the bed, so close to coming but I want this feeling to go on and on. I feel one of your fingers enter my cunt, then another. You start thrusting in and out of me while you continue to eat my pussy, licking up and down the length of my slit. 

Taking your fingers out of my wet cunt, you taste my juice and then push a finger against my butthole, first gently but then more firmly. As my hole gives way you slide a finger in, and fill my pussy with your thumb. You start to move your hand, finger and thumb thrusting in and out of me, both holes greedily welcoming you. With your other hand you start to press on my clit, circling your finger round and round, making me wetter and wetter. 

I grab at your head and pull you towards me and your tongue joins your thumb in my slippery slit, searching around for my sweet spot, making me writhe in ecstasy. I can't wait any longer I need your cock inside me. I need you to fill me up. 

Rolling away from you I retrieve a condom from my handbag and pass it to you. Much as I love bareback I'm not willing to do it with a stranger. You seem to feel the same way, and you quickly unwrap it and roll it down your cock, the head straining against the rubber. 

I grab your strong shoulders and pull you towards me. You lie on top of me and force my legs apart with your knee. You take one of my breasts in your mouth and squeeze the other hard, pulling at my swollen nipple between your fingers. 

Suddenly I feel your cock pressing against the entry to my cunt. I am so wet and sticky that the enormous head of your cock slides in easily, and you slowly push your entire cock in, filling me up completely. You thrust into me, first hard, then slowly and gently, then hard and fast again, all the while biting at my breasts with your sharp teeth. 

I tense the muscles of my pussy around your cock and push my pelvis forwards so I can feel your pubes rubbing against my clit. With a shudder, I cry out as I come, my pussy pulsing around your cock, tightening and releasing you in a frenzied rhythm.

But you're not finished yet. You let go of my breasts and turn me onto my stomach, then pull me up onto my knees. I feel your cock again, pressing against my slit, and you thrust into me quickly and start pumping away. 

Your hand moves down to my clit and you start rubbing rhythmically, making me moan. I feel pressure on my butt and suddenly your finger is inside me, two fingers, three fingers in my asshole, kneading away at me, pumping away at my ass while your cock slides in and out of my gaping wet pussy. 

I feel an orgasm start to take me over and I buckle and push back against your cock. With an enormous shudder you come inside me, grunting as the spunk pours out of your cock. We collapse onto the bed together and sleep for a while. 

At some point your cock slides out of me and I feel the condom slip off and your warm spunk drip over my ass. You massage it into my butt cheeks, give them a quick slap and then kiss me.

Eventually we get up and get dressed. We leave the hotel together, but part company outside. I doubt I'll ever see you again, but I'll never forget you.