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Pigtails

By: English Lady



Earlier in the day I washed my hair, and now it has dried in long easy curls, it needs brushing. I sit on the sofa and flick my hair to the side, gently I pull the thick black handled brush through my dark brown red highlighted curls, then flick my head to the other side and repeat.

"You're hair is so long." My husband looks up from behind his silver laptop and smiles at me. "You could easily put it in pigtails for me now." 

I smile at him and see the lusty sparkle in his bright, amazingly clear blue eyes.

"Yeah I guess I could. Hmm I'll have to find some bobbles." I wink at my husband and throw my hair back over my shoulders. "Maybe I should find my school uniform to go with 'em too." 

He lets out a low guttural moan and I jump to my feet giggling teasingly . "Ok love. I'll be back in a minute." 

I feel the coil of lust tightening in my tummy as I run upstairs to the bedroom and pull the grey pleated skirt from the wardrobe. After removing my jeans and T-shirt I pull the skirt up over my legs, then make 1, 2, 3 rolls at the top to shorten it, bringing it a few inches above my knee.

Next, is the size too small white blouse. I take off my bra and I pull the buttons tight and pray they don't pop before I get downstairs. I push my breasts up in the constricting fabric until a mantle of tit flesh can be seen between the two sides of the low "v" of the partially unbuttoned neck. 

Slipping out of my dark coloured knickers, I think about replacing them with pure virginal white ones, only problem is - I don't have any. Oh well, I shall have to go Au naturel. I'm sure Kev won't mind. A lewd smile crosses my plump pink lips as I envisage his reaction to my naked pussy beneath my skirt.

With the addition of two bright read bobbles in my hair, one either side, I am ready and tip- toe coquettishly down the stairs into the living room.

"Hello Sir." I smile coyly as I walk towards my husband who's eyes run over me slowly from my school girl bunches to my knee high socks. "I've been a naughty girl."

"Have you now?!" Husband sits up in his chair. "Yes I can tell. You're not wearing a bra are you?"

"No Sir. I couldn't find one, Sir."

My eyes sparkle but I hold my gaze to the floor.

"I bet you couldn't find your panties either could you, slut? Lift your skirt and show me." 

I run my hands down over my waist and grip the grey scratchy material between my fingers gingerly lifting it until my sparsely haired pussy comes into view. 

"Naughty girl." My husband gulps, then swipes his tongue over his soft lips as he beckons me forward with a finger. "I bet you're enjoying it too." He pushes my thighs apart with one big soft hand then runs the fingers up my inner thigh until he connects with my wet lips.

"Slut." 

He hisses as his fingers pry my lips apart and rub up and down my moist slit, gently bumping at my clit then poking gently into my hole. 

"Am... Am I going to be punished, Sir." I ask, feigning terror. 

"Yes." He replies. "Lie over my lap, you naughty slut." 

I hang my voluptuous body over his thick, strong thighs and use my hands to balance myself there. My large breasts hang and swing, held painfully in check by the restricting blouse. I feel the back of my skirt flipped up and hubby's soft hand gently stroking over the curve of my large bottom. 

"THWAK." 

A hard spank lands on my buttock and I cry out in shock more than pain. 

"THWAK." 

Another lands on the opposite buttock and I feel my flesh wobbling with the impact. 

"Naughty Slut." Another spank. "You wanted to get your teacher hot didn't you?" 

"Yes. Yes, Sir." I gasp my reply, the barrage of slaps raining down on my bottom constantly, making me squirm. 

"You wanted Sir to spank your naughty fucking arse didn't you?" 

"Yes, Sir." I reply, feeling the hardening of his cock as it pokes into my soft stomach. My bottom is on fire now and each smack stings more than the one before, but still I feel my body zinging with arousal. He stops his spanking and his fingers roughly press into my slit, two fingers sink in with ease and gently oscillate back and to, back and to, back and to. 

I groan my pleasure and press back against his fingers as well as I can, frustrated that I can't force him as deep as I would like. 

"Stand up." 

His fingers slither from my pussy and I rise to my feet. Kev stands with me and forcefully tugs open the buttons on my blouse, freeing my breasts momentarily before grasping them in his hands and kneading them with eager roughness.

He steps back with a growl and removes his clothes, hurriedly, and with little care for where they land. Then he sits back on the sofa and I can see just how aroused he is. His cock is straight, hard and straining; the tip glistening with moisture. I automatically fall to my knees and lovingly take the red aching member between my lips.

I can already taste the sweet stickiness of his precum lathered over his cock as I bounce my lips down the length of his cock and back up again. As I move, his hands wrap themselves around each trail of hair and pull me up until only my lips touch the tip of him, he then presses me down so I engulf the whole thing in my mouth. The tightness of my hair, the slight stinging sensation of the tugging, makes me moan as I lap, lick and suck at the big dick before me.

Roughly, Kev pulls me up and off his cock. He spins 'round on the couch, lying down, head on the arm and his cock sticking up wetly, inviting in the middle. Without hesitation I stand up from my kneeling position and lower myself down upon it. 

"Oh Yes, Slut. That's it. Sink down on to Sir's cock. Yes, wrap your hot wet cunt around me." 

Kev moans as I slide right down engulfing him completely inside my wet womanly folds. I begin immediately to ride up and down, needing to feel the friction in my cunt, needing just to be filled, to be stimulated. 

Kev picks up on my signals, and his sweet pouty lips seek out my taut, swaying nipples. He suckles on one and then the other, roughly tugging them between his lips then suddenly his teeth are brought into play and I yelp with aroused surprise, the walls of my pussy contracting with the sexy shock of it. 

The yelp makes him nip and bite more, the whole area of my breasts seem a target for his nibbling teeth. His hands join in too, squeezing and moulding my flesh, nails raking across the white but rapidly reddening flesh of my tender breasts. 

The rougher he treats my breasts, the harder I fuck him, and the more mini orgasms rack my body. I bounce and moan and sigh and yelp as he whispers all kinds of filth to me. 

"Oh you're a dirty fucking slut, fucking teacher in front of the class. You like being watched don't you?"

I moan my ascent as I picture a class full of people around me, watching me fucking like a possessed beast.

"Get off me slut." Kev commands and I whimper but acquiesce, wondering what he might have in mind. I get an idea when he pushes me back, so I lay, legs splayed and back up against the sofa arm. He is suddenly between my legs, thrusting within me, faster and faster, using me for his pleasure and nothing more; the soft curve of his tummy slapping against my clit as he pushes in, causing me to shiver and shudder with every fuck motion.

"Oh yes, yes, Sir. Fuck me. Oh fuck, yes. Use my cunt, use me, cum in me. Oh fill me, Sir. I need to feel your cum inside me." 

The words seem to egg him on and he moves harder and faster, making the sofa creek as he braces himself against the arm, pressing himself ever deeper inside of me and I can sense he is getting ever closer, harder and faster he fucks, hammering me back against the arm, my breasts and rounded tummy bouncing, my head thrown back , my mouth in a constant ooooh of pleasure. 

With a primeval grunt he holds himself within me and I feel his cock pumping out it's hot fluid into my hot and juice dripping sex. 

He kisses my neck as he relaxes and I feel his sweat soaked chest heaving against mine as he slips from between my legs. Sitting back he runs his eyes over me and I get an extra shot of passion and slip my hands down over my hiked up skirt to my lightly hair scattered pussy. I run my fingers through the juice slicked curls and dip down between my bloated sex lips and begin to rub against my clit.

I've cum over and over, yet I can feel another orgasm pressing from just behind my pubis. I can feel it building as I play with my cum filled cunt; my husbands eyes fastened on my open body. 

"Cum for me slut." 

He growls the words, almost spiting them out. My pussy contracts from just the sound of them. His fingers plunge into me without warning and I yelp as his fingers see-saw back and forth inside me, keeping rhythm with my own fingers, pressing and rubbing against my clit. 

"You are such a horny slut. You're going to cum on my fingers. You'd like to be covered in cum wouldn't you? Get the lads from your class to surround you as you finger yourself. Watch them as they pull on their cocks until they spurt all over you. Wouldn't you?"

"Yes, Sir." I manage to force those two words between my lips before the orgasm overtakes me, like a tall wave against a hard sea wall it hits me. Over and over with each pull and push of my husbands thick fingers I cum. Wave after wave after wave. Not a moment to catch my breath, not a second to think or to shout or to cry out. Just one endless rolling tide of ecstasy. As my body relaxes, my cunt finally sated, I notice how wet the couch is beneath me. 

"You came so hard, juice was running down my arm." Kev tells me. "You've soaked that seat right through. I think naughty slutty girls who wet my furniture with their slutty juices should be punished. Same place, same time. Tomorrow night."

"Yes sir." I reply grinning, already anticipating the delights tomorrow night will hold. 

Pigtails



David finally invited me to spend a weekend with him in New York. He was in the middle of a business trip that would last about three weeks. We were able to spend two wonderful days together seeing the sights of New York. Of course the sex was fantastic.

When the weekend ended he drove me to the airport and I boarded a flight to Dallas. From there I would fly to Baton Rouge and then take a flight from there to our home. I had a seat next to one of the windows and as I reached my seat and slipped my small carry on bag beneath the seat a young couple with a small baby moved into the other seats. The girl, who sat next to me, appeared to be about nineteen years old. She had long red hair that was parted down the middle and braided into pigtails. Freckles were sprinkled all over her face and arms. She had beautiful clear blue eyes and full pouty lips. 

She was very pretty in a clean wholesome way. The all-American type girl with long slender legs and obviously well endowed in the breast area.

She held the sleeping baby in her arms. The boy appeared to be a little older and was tall with dark skin. He had a rangy athletic build.

She looked at me and with a bright smile and said, "I am Jill Wilson and this is my husband Randy. I hope that you won't mind the baby. I'll try to keep him quiet."

I smiled and said, "My name is Betty Fielder and I certainly don't mind the baby I have two of my own."

"How old is she?" I asked.

"It's a boy and he just turned six months today." Was her reply? "His name is Aaron." 

We engaged in the usual conversation that strangers do when they meet on airplanes. I told them about my life and my two teen-age boys. Jill told me that Randy was on a baseball scholarship to LSU and that they had just visited their parents in New Jersey. They had only been married a short while.

We flew along in silence for a while until the baby began to cry.

Jill looked at me and said, "He's hungry. I'll have to feed him. I hope you don't mind."

"Of course not." was my reply.

I had to look as she unbuttoned her blouse and removed her right breast from her nursing bra. It was large and covered with freckles. The nipple was thick and long and a drop of milk leaked out. It looked delicious and my mouth watered!

I envied little Aaron as he latched on to that incredible nub and started to suck. I was mesmerized and could not take my eyes from that incredible sight. I began to salivate and as I licked my lips Jill said, "He is a hungry little devil." She looked directly into my eyes and saw the lust there.

"I-- I apologize for staring." I stuttered as I looked away. "It just reminded me of when my two were nursing."

"You can look if you like. I don't mind. It is a bit of a turn on" She said with a smile. "It makes me tingle when he eats."

I did not know what to make of what she said but I accepted her invitation. Aaron's little cheeks would suck in as he worked that gorgeous nipple. I wondered what it must taste like. He pulled his head back and released her nipple. As it came into view I could see that it was harder and longer than before.

Jill paused and let me look at it for a second before she covered it with her bra. She then released her left breast and Aaron latched on to its long, thick, sumptuous nipple with gusto. I almost gasped out loud at the sight.

"Beautiful isn't it?" whispered Jill.

"Yes it is." I replied in a low voice and added. "Your nipples are gorgeous."

"Thank you! I'm glad you like them."

He finished nursing and not much more was said until we landed in Dallas. We walked together to Gate 14 to wait for our flight to Baton Rouge. When we arrived Jill asked me to sit with them while we waited.

She said, "We sit close to the desk in case the plane is overbooked. They sometime ask passengers if they will give up there seats in exchange for future vouchers. Last time we were here we got bumped. We don't have much money and every little bit helps."


We waited for a while and sure enough the lady at the desk announced that the plane was overbooked and asked for four volunteers to give up their seats. Randy rushed to the desk and I thought, "What the heck," and I followed. We both volunteered. We would receive vouchers in the amount of $300 and since the next plane would not leave until 8 o'clock the next morning the airline company would put us up in their hotel that night.

How could I possibly be this lucky? Being the nasty girl that I am I decided to seize the opportunity and make a lewd proposition to the young couple. We were both in need.

They needed money and I needed to suck the milk from those luscious tits. In a plain white envelope in the bottom of my purse was the thousand dollars that Emily gave to me. She had told me to put it to good use and if things went the way I thought they would it would be.

We were provided transportation to the hotel and received food vouchers to eat at its restaurant. As we took the elevator to our rooms I asked, "Would ya'll like to eat dinner with me?" 

"We would like that a lot." Answered Jill. "Just give us a few minutes and we will knock at your door."

"Sounds good to me. It's a date."

I walked to my room, which was just a couple of doors from theirs. I looked back and said. "It's room 363. I'll see ya'll in a little bit."

I freshened up a little bit but the excitement of what might soon happen had me flustered. I had to force myself to calm down. After what seemed like a very short time I heard a soft knock at the door.

"We are ready." Jill cheerfully said. 

We walked to the elevator as Randy carried Aaron in his baby basket. The little guy was sound asleep. I looked at him and smiled.

"He's a good baby." Randy said. "He sleeps most of the time."

After we were seated I said. "I want to make this a special night, lets order a bottle of wine. It's on me. Ya'll get anything you want."

"Wine sounds good to me." Randy exclaimed!

"I don't know if I should drink since I'm breast feeding the baby." Jill said doubtfully.

"One drink won't hurt baby." Randy entered. "I'd like to get a shot of bourbon also."

"Me too." I added.

"I guess I will too." It may make Aaron sleep more soundly Jill giggled.

We ate a fine meal and consumed the entire bottle of wine. Everybody was in a mellow frame of mind as I settled with the waiter and ordered a bottle of wine to go.

"Lets sit in the lounge for a little while, I'd like to talk with ya'll about something." I suggested.

We found a booth in a secluded corner and sat down. I ordered a glass of wine and Randy a beer. Jill passed.

"Are ya'll having trouble making end meet?" I asked.

"We sure are." Randy answered. "Money is in short supply."

"We are going to have trouble paying the rent this month." Added Jill.

"I think that I can help ya'll. I would like to make ya'll an offer. I have a thousand dollars that ya'll can have but I want something in return." I said.

"A thousand dollars?" Randy questioned. "What do we have to do for a thousand dollars?"

"Listen to what I have to say and think about it before you decide. I find you both exceptionally attractive young people and I want to make love to both of you tonight."

They sat for a moment with astonished looks on their faces before Randy asked; "You want us to participate in a sexual threesome with you tonight?"

"Yes I do." I replied.

"I can't believe that this conversation is actually taking place. We have never done anything like that before." Jill added then asked, "Have you?"

"Yes I have. Until just a few hours ago we were complete strangers and we will probably never see each other again. A thousand dollars is a lot of money and I can promise you that the sex will be good. No one will ever know what we did here" I assertively replied.

"You are an attractive woman Miss Betty and I am flattered that you would ask us. We are just surprised. We never considered that anything like this would take place. Can we have a little time to decide? We need to talk it over." Randy stated.

"Take as much time as you need. I am going to go up to my room and take a bath and put on some fresh clothes. I want to be clean for the two of you. Call me when you decide." I said as I stood and walked out of the café.

All I could picture were those thick, milky nipples as I took my bath. I did not think it would be very long before I received the call. I was tempted to masturbate but decided to save it all for the Wilson's.

I decided to wear a short, pleated yellow skirt with no panties and a sleeveless, white button up blouse, sans bra. Both were easily removable. I also decided to wear sandals and pulled my hair back in a ponytail. I was ready for some heavy sexual action.


As I approvingly looked at my reflection in the mirror the phone rang. "Miss Betty, this is Jill. We have decided to take you up on your offer. We would like for you to come to our room."

"I'm happy to hear that. I'll be there in a few minutes." I replied.

I was so excited that I felt like running but I controlled myself, picked up my purse, and slowly made my way to their room. I knocked and Randy opened the door. "Come in pretty lady." He invited.

He was dressed in a pair of baggy khaki shorts and a white t-shirt. Jill was sitting on the bed wearing a short, pleated, light green skirt and a matching button top. She was exquisitely beautiful with her clear blue eyes, freckles and red pigtails.

As I walked to the bed, the baby started to cry. "He's hungry." Jill shrugged as she stood and picked him up. "I'll have to feed him and then he'll go back to sleep."

"I want to watch." I said.

Randy said, "I'll take a walk while he eats. I'm kind of nervous. I'll be back soon."

Jill sat next to me on the bed, unbuttoned her top and released both of those gorgeous, freckled, milk filled melons. She was not wearing a bra. Little Aaron quickly latched unto one of her nipples and began to suck. The sight overwhelmed me as Jill began to talk.

"Randy and I don't have much of a sex life. He hasn't made love to me since way before the baby was born. We only did it a few times before I got pregnant. We had to get married. I think that he feels trapped by our marriage. He's not happy and neither am I."

She paused for a moment and continued. "I am terribly inexperienced sexually. You will have to show me what to do. I know that Randy wants to fuck you but what man wouldn't. You are a beautiful woman." She continued.

"What about you baby. What do you want?" I asked.

"I want some sort of sexual release. All I do is masturbate and most of the time it is when I nurse the baby. I feel so sexual then. The sucking turns me on. Sometimes I cum just from the sucking." She answered and asked. "Am I sick?"

"No pretty baby. Your sexual feelings are normal as are your needs. I am going to make you feel like you have never felt before." I whispered.

Little Aaron slumped away from her nipple satiated. He was sound asleep. A drop of milk hung from the end of Jill's long, hard nipple. She stood and placed Aaron in the baby carrier and walked over to the dresser and placed it there. 

"He'll be out of our way." She said as she removed her blouse. Her beautiful tits bobbed and wobbled from side to side as she slowly returned to the bed and sat next to me.

I moved close to her and said. "I want to suck your beautiful nipples. I want to taste your sweet milk."

"I've wanted you to do that ever since I saw you looking at them on the plane." She gasped as I leaned forward, looked into her eyes, opened my mouth and wrapped it around one of those long, turgid nipples.

I sucked softly and the milk immediately began to flow. This was a first for me and I almost melted as her hot delicious milk flowed into my mouth. I ran my tongue over her nipple as I sucked. I pulled back a little, still sucking, letting my lips slide up her nipple making it harder and longer. The delicious hot milk tasted divine. Jill had a look of amazement on her face. I knew that it was the first time a woman had sucked her tits and now I was drawing her sweet nectar out. Her nipple felt wonderful in my mouth and her milk was incredibly delicious. It was the sexiest feeling to suck her full tits and have her milk flow into my mouth. I savored each spurting stream as it flowed over my tongue.

I sucked several times on that nipple and then switched to the other one. I sucked sensuously and noisily as I cupped her tit and stroked it with my hand.

"Jesus, that feels so good. It feels so---naughty, and so—damn sexy." She said as she stroked my hair lightly. "It makes me tingle between my legs. Miss Betty you are so sensual." She said as she closed her eyes and licked her full lips.

"Tell me where you feel it baby. Does your pussy tingle?" I asked.

"Yes." She answered.

"Say it then. Tell me where it tingles." I demanded as I continued to suck her nipple.

"It makes my pussy tingle." She gasped.

"Talk nasty to me baby. I love nasty talk. Is your pussy wet pretty girl?" I mumbled as I nibbled lightly with my teeth.

"Oooh, Yes my pussy is wet." She sighed.

Inspired by her words I picked up the pace and sucked over and over, pulling back as I tongued her nipples. I started to salivate as I slid my lips along her large areolas, drawing the milk out as sensuously as I could. I felt wonderful doing it to her like this. Her firm nipple felt so erotic as I slid my lips along its length. As I sucked in her sweet milk my clit felt like it was about to explode.

Ohhhh," Jill sighed softly. "You are making me so damn hot. Miss Betty you are fantastic. Keep sucking like that, my pussy is on fire."

"Play with your pussy pretty girl. Let yourself go. It's OK. Finger that pretty pussy." I said softly as I looked into her eyes and went back to sucking."

She reached down to the hem of her skirt, pulled it up, slid her hand down into her panties and spread her legs a little wider. I could see her hand moving inside her panties.

"My pussy is so fucking wet. It feels so good. Keep sucking. Keep sucking my fucking tits. You are going to make me cum if you keep doing that." Jill frantically uttered.

I kept sucking her nipples softly as I continuously drew her hot delicious milk out. I was as turned on as I could be. I was overwhelmed by the taste of her milk and the smell of her excited pussy. I grabbed her ass in one hand and pulled her closer to me. I noisily sucked and licked her thick long nipples and her breathing became faster. I knew she was about to cum so I ran my hand up the inside of her thigh and under her panties. I covered her fingers as they worked her extremely wet pussy.

Jill gasped, "Sweet Jesus! I'm about to cum. Finger me. Make me cum!"

I slipped two fingers under her hand and into her very wet slit as I closed my eyes and sucked harder on her tit. I flicked it rapidly with my tongue as I began to rub her hard clit. I rolled her hard little nubbin around an around just the way I like to do mine.

Ohhhh, Fuck, yeesss, Finger fuck me! Finger fuck my wet pussy! I'm going to cum. Sweet Jesus I'mmmm Cuummming, Now!

I sucked her nipples as I sawed my fingers in and out of her cunt. I loved the hardness of her nipples and the sweet taste of her hot milk as it flowed into my mouth. It was delicious and tasted wonderful. Jill started to buck her hips in time to my probing fingers and I knew that she was working to cum again. She brought her wet fingers to my lips and I sucked them for a moment. I loved the powerful smell and taste of her pussy.

Jill began to grunt, "Hunh, hunh, hunh, hunh," as she bucked against my hand. I sucked harder and faster on her nipples as she worked for the cum.

"Hunh, hunh, hunh, hunh, Fuucck Yes! I'm cumming again." She proclaimed loudly as her body shook all over and slumped back into the bed.

"Jesus! That was fantastic. I can't believe that it feels so good to have another woman suck my titties. I have never cum that hard."

"Ladies I have never seen anything like that before." Randy said as he startled us. We did not even know that he had reentered the room. "That is the hottest thing that I have ever seen." He continued.

"Take your clothes off and let me see that cock. We'll let you join in a little while but for right now just watch." I commanded.

"Lets take your panties off." I suggested as I moved to my knees between Jill's legs. "I want to see your pussy." Jill raised her hips from the bed and I removed her skirt and then grabbed the waistband of her panties with both hands and slid them over her hips and down her long legs. They were full white cotton panties with tiny green stripes and were soaked with her juices.

I brought them up to my nose and inhaled deeply. The smell of her sweet pussy was intoxicating. I tossed them to Randy and said. "Suck the pussy juice from them while I pleasure your wife."

He caught the panties and immediately began to suck on the sopping crotch. Randy was completely naked and his fully erect cock stood straight out from his body. I could see that his cock was a good one.

"Pull your knees back to your ears Jilly." I commanded. " I want to see it all."

She immediately complied and said. "This is so nasty, so naughty, I am completely exposed."

"Yes you are and from where I am the sight is beautiful." Her pussy hair was a thick, well-trimmed, red bush. Her puffy lips were swollen with excitement and her thick cum was leaking from her cunt down into her pretty crinkled ass hole.

"Are you going to lick me?" She asked.

"Yes I am." I responded.

"No one has ever licked my pussy. No one. Please lick it. Please lick it now." She pleaded.

I leaned forward and stuck my whole face into it. I fastened my mouth to her pussy and sucked as hard as I could. 

Jill gasped, "Oh Shit," as I vacuumed the nectar from her cunt. I then flat tongued her from her pretty little ass hole to her belly button. I took each of her pussy lips in turn and sucked them into my mouth as I worked the length of her cunt back and forth.

"Oh God! Randy she's eating my pussy." Jill wondrously exclaimed. "I'm going to cum again."

Her words spurred me on as I devoured her beautiful pussy. I lapped at it noisily as my mouth began to salivate. I licked up to her hard little bud and sucked it into my mouth and bit it gently and then flicked it with my tongue. At the same time I inserted two fingers into her hole and curled them as I pumped them in and out. She started to buck her hips into my thrusting fingers and probing tongue.

"Fuck Yes! I'mmm cuummminng again! You are killing me. This is so fucking good." She screamed.

I leaned back on my haunches removed my blouse and ordered. "Get over here and lick this beautiful pussy Randy." He quickly complied and as I moved to the side he kneeled down and plunged his tongue into Jill's seeping cunt.

"Lick it big boy. Lick your wife's pretty pussy. Taste her juices. Suck those lips." I said as I urged him on.

An inspired Randy was eating Jill's pussy with gusto and making loud slurping noises as he feasted on her goodness.

"Oh! You are going to make me cum baby. Lick my pussy!" Suck my clit! Taste my juices! Ooooh Fuck! Make me cum all over your face."

Randy raised his head and said. "You taste so fucking good baby girl. Cum on my face. Work with me baby."

He grabbed her tight little ass with both hands and pulled her pussy to his mouth. Jill bucked hard into his face as he latched on to her clit and sucked it with a vengeance.

"Hunh. Hunh, hunh." She grunted as she bucked her tight ass into his sucking mouth and then screamed. "Fuuuck Yees! I'mm Cuummminng! My baby made me cum with his mouth."

"Come give me some of that big cock." I demanded as I moved onto all fours next to Jill.

Randy moved behind me, raised my skirt over my hips and stuck his dick into my very wet pussy. With one squishy sounding stroke he buried it balls deep into my cunt. I rammed my ass back into his groin but I was so turned on that I immediately started to cum.




Pigtails



"Yes, Yes, Fuck Yes" I gasped as dropped my head to the bed and my orgasm swept over me. "Don't cum yet Randy. I want you to fill Jill's pussy with your load."

He pulled out of me with a squishy pop and I moved to the side. I grabbed his slimy dick, took it all the way into my mouth and lapping with my tongue languidly sucked my juices from it. I slowly released it with a slurping pop. I then wrapped my hand around his sizable meat and directed it to Jill's waiting pussy and he drove it home. As I watched, his balls slapped against her asshole. I knew that he wouldn't last long.

Jill wrapped her legs around his back and shouted. "Oh God yes, Fuck me Randy. Pound me with that big cock! Fuck me hard!" She bucked her tight young ass in time with his thrusts. "Fill me up! Fill me with your hot fucking cum!" She was totally out of control and running on a sexual high.

"That's It. Talk nasty pretty girl. Talk nasty to your man. Tell him what you want!" I exhorted.

"I'm going to cum pretty baby. I'm going to fill you up with my cum Jilly. He shouted as he pounded her unmercifully.

I reached behind him and found his asshole. I slipped my finger in all the way to the second knuckle as I added more to their nasty talk. "Fuck her good big boy. Fill that pretty pussy with a bucket of cum. Come on, fill that beautiful hole for Miss Betty."

"Ahhhhh," He groaned then shouted, "I'mmm Cummming! Fuck Me! I'mmm Cuumminng! He stopped moving but drilled her hard to the bed as I watched his balls pulsate and constrict as he filled her with his load.

"I feel your hot cum in my pussy. You came so much. I can feel it running down into my asshole. Ooooh Shit I'm cumming again." Jill said as she continued her nasty talk

"Don't move!" I directed as I leaned in and lapped at his balls with my tongue. I took one of the orbs into my mouth and sucked it gently. All the while I lightly stroked his prostate gland with my finger and I heard him groan as he emptied everything he had into her waiting pussy.

"Oh God! You have to stop. I can't take anymore." Randy cried. 

I pulled my finger from his asshole with an audible pop and he slumped forward. His balls relaxed in their sac and I continued to lave and suck them. They were beautiful and I loved the way they felt in my mouth. I was able to take each one completely into my mouth and lovingly suck and work them in turn with my tongue.

"Fuck that feels good. Keep...Sucking. She's....sucking....my.....fucking.....balls.... Jilly." Randy stuttered.

Some of their combined juices had been forced from her hole and pooled where their bodies joined. I lifted his balls and sucked and licked this tasty concoction from his dick and Jill's pussy. They both shuddered as my tongue worked its magic. After I had gotten it all I again leaned back on my haunches.

"That was incredible." He said. "I've never cum like that before. The two of you are too much." 

"Pull out Randy it's time for me to clean that beautiful pussy." I said.

As he pulled out I had a clear view of her pussy. Jill's hole was still totally stretched from their furious fucking and had yet to close. It was a beautiful and erotic sight. As soon as his cock popped out a huge stream of sperm and cunt juices poured down into her ass hole.

I pushed Randy to the side and directed. "Pull your legs back again pretty baby I want to eat that cum."

Jill pulled her legs to her shoulders and I placed my mouth over her ass hole and plunged in with my tongue.

"Oh my god, Oh my god! Jill said. "Oh Randy, She's got her tongue in my ass. Fuck that feels good. I can't take this much longer. I'm going to cum again soon."

I worked her ass with wet slurping and sucking sounds as I swallowed all of the juices that I could find there. There was so much and it was so good. I then flat tongued from her ass to her sopping wet pussy swallowing as I moved. I did not want to miss a single drop and I frantically lapped everywhere.

"Hold it in and get on all fours baby." I directed. "I love to eat cum and I want every drop. Every drop that you have in your sweet pussy."

Jill tightened her pussy in an attempt to hold the cum in and did as I asked.

"I'm going to slide under you pretty baby so that you can feed it to Miss Betty." I said as I turned onto my back and slid under her. We were now in the classic sixty-nine position.

"I am a cum eating slut." I exclaimed. "I love to eat cum. I love to eat man cum from a beautiful fresh fucked pussy. Feed me your man's hot load. Feed it to me baby."

With her red, hairy hole hovering over my face she relaxed and let the goo pour out into my waiting mouth. It filled my mouth and I swallowed with an audible gulp and opened my mouth for more. I watched as Jill worked her pussy muscles, squeezing even more gobs of cum and juice in a steady stream into my waiting mouth. Their concoction was thick and tasty and I gobbled it down while making a throaty gurgling sound.

"That's it baby girl. Work that red pussy and feed me that cum. Work it girl!" I encouraged.

She needed to be licked and dropped her sopping pussy on my face. When she did that I really began to work her hole with my tongue lapping up as much of their secretions as I could. I was totally out of control as I feasted on their cum.

Randy's young nuts had really expelled a load of jism into Jill's hairy, red pussy and I wanted it all. I sucked and slurped lewdly and loudly as I satisfied my desires. I felt her wet nipples drag across my stomach and her arms slide in behind my knees. She then pulled my legs back exposing my sloppy pussy to her gaze.

"I need to taste you. I need to lick your pussy." Jill admitted.

I felt her first tentative lick and my pussy responded with a small orgasm. Then she plunged in and licked my entire slash from my brown bush to my crinkly ass hole. 

I stopped sucking for a moment and sighed into her pussy. "Ahhh, that's it baby girl. Eat your first pussy. Lick it good."

Spurred on by my words of encouragement she intensified her efforts. Soon the only sounds that could be heard in the room were the loud slurping and sucking sounds made by our pussy eating mouths.

I licked and sucked up all of the cum that I could find and then latched on to her distended clit and sucked it gently and steadily. Following my lead Jill did the same and as she did, gasped and mumbled. "It's so big." Then took my cock like clit back between her puffy lips and sucked it steadily. The feeling was incredible and the idea that this beautiful young girl was eating her first pussy, mine, made it special.

I was close to cumming and when Jill started to rub her pussy into my face I knew that she was too. She started to slide her twat back and forth across my face in a fucking motion. As I gasped and released my juices into her mouth she groaned, shuddered and flooded my face with her own copious emission.

We lay there for a few minutes languidly licking our pussies when we heard Randy ask. "Jesus, Is this what good sex is like? I like this shit. You two are unbelievable."

"Was I good? Did I eat your pussy good Miss Betty? I just had to. I couldn't stop myself." Jill asked.

Her face was flushed and slick with my pussy juice. "You were wonderful baby girl. You made me cum all over your face. How did I taste?"

"I made you cum and you tasted wonderful. Your cum is so thick and creamy. I always thought that I could only cum once but I must have cum at least ten times." Jill said.

"Yes you did. You came six times to my three. I can cum in multiples and evidently so can you. Some women never orgasm so we are lucky. You were incredible and so was Randy. That was quiet a load that you unloaded into Jill's pussy big boy." I teased.

"You ate it all out of my pussy too. I didn't know that people did things like that when they were having sex." Jill said with a perplexed look on her sticky face.

"They do when they enjoy it, when they are completely uninhibited about their bodies and what makes them feel good sexually. I enjoy it all, taste, sight, smell, feel--- but I only started to let my self go completely a few months ago."

"Clean my face, Jilly. Use your tongue. Lick the cum from my face." I asked.

That beautiful freckled faced girl begin to gently lap the cum from my chin and checks occasionally brushing her full lips across mine. She lovingly licked my nose, eyes and forehead gently sucking the cum accumulated there.

Randy said, "I am a mess. I think I'll go take a shower."

"Wait a minute. We want to clean you up." I said as I looked at his cum soaked and now flaccid cock. I crawled to where he was sitting against the headboard of the bed and took the shrunken head of his dick into my mouth. I worked on just the head until I started to feel it grow in my mouth. I let go of his semi-hard member and said to Jill.

"Put it in your mouth and taste your juices."

She bent over and took part of it in and stopped. Then I said. "Try to swallow it all before it gets hard. Feel it as it grows in your mouth." She did as I suggested and her nose rested in his pubic hair. I followed with. "Breath through your nose and work it with your tongue and suck it while it grows."

"Sweet Jesus, Jilly, but that feels so fucking good. Make it hard. Make it hard in your sweet sucking mouth." Randy added.

"Keep it all the way in and let it fill your mouth. See if you can keep it there a while." I instructed. " Work your mouth up and down and suck a little"

She did as instructed and then suddenly lifted her head with a gasp. "It's so big!" She swallowed as a long thick line of saliva connected her bottom lip to the head of his dick. I couldn't resist and said, "Let me kiss that beautiful mouth" as I licked her bottom lip and sucked her protruding tongue into my mouth. It was the first time that we had kissed and she gurgled and sighed. I worked her tongue a little and let go and suggested. "Now suck mine." Jill took mine in and worked it gently with a series of soft little sucks before I pulled away.

"That was perfect pretty girl. Now lets lick Randy's cock. He won't be able to cum for a while but we can make him feel good." I said as I licked up one side of his rod. She quickly caught on and worked her mouth on the other side taking it between her puffy lips and sucking gently as she moved up and down. When we would reach the top and cleared his now large purple head we would suck at each other's lips and tongues in a sensual kiss. We would alternate sucking his dickhead with loud slurpy sounds. Each time taking him in deeper and deeper until my nose was buried in his pubic hair. Jill couldn't get down that far yet but she came close. Then we shared a long sensual kiss and lay back on either side of Randy, temporarily satiated.

We rested for a few minutes when Jill broke the silence by saying. "I have a lot to learn about sex."

"Well, lets have another lesson." I said as I looked at Randy's still rigid cock. "I am going to show you how to ride this big boy." I added as I grabbed it with my hand.

I removed the skirt that was still bunched around my waist and then I straddled Randy. While standing flatfooted I slowly lowered my pussy until his dicks big, purple head entered my pussy. "Watch how I work that big cock head. I'll work just the head. That's what I like. Just the head. I like the way it feels as it enters my pussy. I love to work it...slow.... Just.... the. ...head. Just... that...fucking... big ....purple ....head. I chanted emphasizing each word." 

I was trying hard but I was having trouble holding back my cum. Their firm, young bodies had me so turned on. Then it snuck up on me and hit me hard. "Oooohhhh, ahhhhhhh. Shit! Ooooohhhhh, Ahhhhhhh. FUCK! I'MMMMM CUUMMMINNNG!" 

I relaxed my legs and sunk down until I was completely impaled on his cock. I placed my hands on his chest, leaned forward and ground my hairy pussy into him. Saliva was drooling from the corners of my mouth and dripping down my chin. I was having a massive orgasm and I thought that I would pass out. "Ohhhhhh, Jesus Christ! I'mmm cummming so fucking hard!

I collapsed and lay down on his chest. "God. I don't know what happened. Ya'll have me so hot. Ohhhh Shit! I'mmmm Still Cummminng." I groaned as I felt my thick cum running down his dick and pooling in our pubic hair.

I rolled off of Randy and Jill immediately began to lick our juices from his slimy cock. "Suck it from the hair baby. Suck my cum from the hair." I instructed. Jill immediately sucked all of the goodness collected there with loud, wet, slurping sounds. She placed her open mouth over his tool and swallowed it all the way until her nose was in his pubic hair.

"That's it baby you swallowed it all. You swallowed that big boy." I exclaimed. "Now get up there and ride it. Maybe you can do a better job than I did."

She quickly straddled him and lowered her sloppy pussy until the head entered her hole all the while looking at me with a questioning look in her eyes.

"Stay flat footed and just let the head inside." I instructed. She placed both hands on his chest for added support and started to work her pussy around his big purple head. "Just the head baby. Just.. that... big,... purple... head. Work it in and out with that tight young cunt. Just... that ...fucking ...dick... head."

"Oh God, Yeees! It feels so fucking good. Sooo...fucking...good!" She said emphatically as her face turned an almost crimson color and spit began to drool over her big bottom lip. "Keep talking nasty to me. I like it. I like it a lot." Her eyes narrowed to tiny slits and she added. "I need it all. I need to feel the whole thing in my sloppy cunt, Now!" She panted as she dropped her tight little ass down and completely impaled her self on his pole.

"Ride it baby. Ride that big dick. Work that ass. Buck, girl, buck!" I shouted as she took my lead and started to work her ass up and down on his pecker. Her milk filled tits bounced up and down as she worked. Drops of milk from her engorged nipples flew through the air. Her long red pigtails flipped back and forth as she bounced.

She was beautiful as she worked to cum.

"Jesus! This ...feels... sooo... fuuckking...good. I...am... going .... to... cum.... Again. She said as she stopped bouncing and ground her pussy into Randy's groin. With a slightly crazed look on her face she gasped. "Suck my nipples Randy. Suck your babies milk from my fucking nipples."

He raised his head, took one of those beautiful nubs into his mouth and sucked for all he was worth. That pushed her over the edge and she ground her sopping slit into him with a vengeance as she screamed. "FUUCCK MEEE. OOH GOD. I'MM CUUMMINNG! I'M CUMMING SO FUCKING HARD.

Jill settled down and as she slowly continued to grind and just as slowly said. "Keep sucking Randy. Keep sucking my nipples. That feels so fucking good. It's so sensual and so erotic. I love it baby. I love the way it feels. I cum sometimes when Aaron sucks them. I feel it all the way down in my red, hot pussy. I...am... going ... to... cum....again. Oh, Ohhh Shiit. So good, So fucking good!" She shivered as she came again with a squeal. OOOH FUUCK MEEE...YES!

Jill leaned forward and kissed Randy. They sucked each other's tongues noisily for a few moments then she turned her face toward me and said. "That was so fucking good. Does that make eight for me?"

"I think so. Eight for you and five for me." I replied. Now get on all fours I want to suck your tits." 

She did as I asked and I turned onto my back and moved until my face was directly under her hanging tits. A large drop of milk hung down from each one "Put one in my mouth baby. Put one of those swollen nipples in my mouth." I pleaded. "Feed them to me." She did and I languidly sucked and was immediately satisfied as her sweet milk again poured over my tongue. I slowly pulled back on her nipple as I sucked and milked it with my tongue. "You do that so well. You do that so fucking well. I never knew that anything could feel so good. Oh...suck...them...Miss Betty."

"Suck mine baby. Suck my long hard nubs." I directed. She took one of mine into her mouth and sucked it with long pulling strokes as she worked it with her tongue.

Jill gasped, "Your nipples are so long and hard. They are just like your clit, so suckable. They feel so good in my mouth."

"Fuck your beautiful baby girl Randy." I commanded. "Fuck her doggie style. Fuck that fine ass. Come pound your cock into her sloppy pussy."

Following directions he slipped his cock into her hole with a loud squishy sound and started to pound her hard. She lurched forward on each stroke and I had difficulty keeping her nipple in my mouth. I lost the one I was sucking on but I grabbed the other swinging globe in my hand and sucked the nub into my hungry mouth. Jill never lost her suction on mine as she continued to work it in her salivating mouth.

I reached back with my free hand and rubbed her distended clit back and forth with my finger. The combination of Randy's steady stroking and my rubbing set her off once more and she began to ramble. "Ooh Yees. You two are going to make me cum again. If you don't stop I am going to cum again. Don't...fucking.... Stop. Don't... dare...stop. I'm... almost....there....again. SHIITT YESS! FUCK ME! I,mmm cummminnng.

She rubbed her face over my little tits and shuddered once more. "I came again Miss Betty. I didn't know that sex could be like this. It's so fucking good."

I sat up and said. "Yes it is pretty baby. Now I want Randy to fuck me good. Get behind me and fuck me as hard as you can. I want you to fill me up with your hot cum. Can you cum for me this time?" I asked.

"Yes Maam. I was getting close just then." He answered.

"Well then get back here and fill my pussy with that big fucking dick." I said as I scooted over and presented my ass to him. He moved forward and rubbed the head of his cock between my ass cheeks. I jumped a little as it passed over my butt hole and then over my very wet slit. The boy was learning fast and rubbed it over my overly excited clit a few times. My pussy spasmed with a small orgasm and more juices flowed. He pushed the knob into my slit and paused for a few seconds.

"Come on! Shit! Give it to me. Give me that fucking cock!" I demanded as he plunged it in with one stroke. His balls slapped against my pussy and my ass cheeks rippled as he bottomed out. I rocked forward slightly and added.

"Get under me Jill. Put your face right under my pussy and watch us work." She did as instructed. "Now, stroke me slow Randy. Let Jill see us work. Watch my pussy work pretty baby. Watch my wet pussy suck Randy's big dick. Work just the head Randy, Just the head. Just...the... fucking...head. I want Jilly to...see... that...big... purple...head... work... my... sloppy... hole. Ooooh Stop! Don't Move! Shiiit I'mmm cummminng!"

We stopped moving as I shuddered through another unexpected orgasm. His dick head remained just inside my pussy as more of my girl cum seeped out and ran into my pubic hair. I felt Jill's tongue lap at our connection and heard her slurp as she sucked the juices from my hair.

"That feels so fucking good. Ya'll are going to kill me. This is the most intense I have ever cum. Suck the head baby girl. Just the head. Make him ready to fill my hole."

Randy pulled out a little giving her access to his purple knob and I could hear her slurping as she sucked on it. I let her work it with her mouth for a few seconds and then I demanded. "Put it back in big boy. It's time to work for that cum."

Jill released the knob and Randy slowly slid his prick into my slit until his balls rested against my pussy. He commenced to slowly and steadily stroke his big dick into my well-lubricated hole. "What do you see Jilly? I asked.

"Oohh, Miss Betty. It is so sensual. Randy's dick is so wet and it pulls your pussy lips in and out every time he moves. Your cum is so thick and just oozes around his dick. The sight is so erotic"




Pigtails



"Lets work hard Randy. Lets go for it boy." I said as we settled into a steady well coordinated fucking rhythm. We were working in almost perfect timing as I bucked my ass back into him on every stroke. As our bodies made contact I could feel my ass cheeks ripple and the head of his dick hit my cervix. I could feel his balls hit my pussy and then swing away.

I began to grunt on each thrust. "Hunh, Hunh, Hunh, Hunh. Pound me with that big dick. Fuck me hard. Hunh, Hunh, Hunh. Cum with me Randy. Fill me up with your hot load. Hunh, Hunh, Hunh!

"I'm... close... Miss... Betty. I'm... real...close." He managed.

"Work with me baby. Let's cum together." I gasped.

Then Jill joined in with. "Fuck her hard baby. Give her what she wants. Fill that pussy with your hot fucking cum. Fill her up."

That was all it took and he deposited his load with. "THAT'S IT! I'M FUCKING CUUMMINNG!

I felt the first sizable spurt bath my cervix with a warm sensation and I climaxed with a shriek. "OOH FUUCK YEES! I'MM CUUMMING TOOO!

I slumped forward with my face in Jill's wet pussy as I shuddered. Randy unloaded another spurt of hot cum and then another as he leaned over my back.

I lay there for a moment and languidly rubbed my face in the warm, wet valley between Jill's legs. I felt Randy's cock spasm as he deposited another spurt of warm cum in my hole.

"You did well big boy. My pussy is loaded with cum." I said. "Watch closely when he pulls out Jilly. My pussy will be wide open. Our cum will pour out so be ready to lap it up and stick your tongue in as far as it will go before I close up."

Randy leaned back and slowly removed his dick. As soon as he pulled it out Jill lapped up our juices as they poured out and stuck her tongue deep into my gaping hole. I could feel it as my pussy closed around her tongue. The sensation was indescribable.

"That's it nasty girl tongue fuck my pussy. Eat your husbands cum from my fresh fucked cunt. Eat it all you nasty bitch. Suck my pussy clean. That's it little darling, lick my fucking cum filled hole." I chanted.

Jill was making loud slurping and sucking sounds with her mouth as she devoured the nectar that poured from my well-fucked slit. She managed to gasp. "Good, so fucking good. I am a nasty cum eating slut and I love it."

I dropped my ass and covered her face with my pussy. "Eat it all nasty girl. Lick me while I fuck your pretty, freckled face." I started to slide my sopping, cum filled hole back and forth across her face in a classic sawing motion. I needed to cum again and I was working hard.

I grabbed her legs behind her knees and pulled them back until her pussy and brown crinkled ass hole were exposed to me. I transferred the sawing motion created by my hard working ass and put it to use licking her pussy and ass. This was the sixty-nine at its best as we both licked and sucked for the cum. Slurping and sucking sounds filled the air. As we both neared climax we fastened our mouths on our clits and sucked them hard and fast. 

As my orgasm hit me I released her nub and loudly gasped. " GOOD, SO FUCKING GOOD! I'M CUMMING AGAIN!

Jill could only make muffled noises into my cunt as it gripped her nose and tongue. I rose up off of her face as she shuddered and in a low voice said. "I...can't...believe...it. I'mmm Cummminng... again!

We lay there for a minute and I sat back off of her face and looked down into it. It was covered with the love juice that Randy and I had created. I leaned forward and lovingly licked every drop of it with a gentle sucking sound. When my lips touched hers Jill stuck her tongue into my mouth and I gently and slowly sucked it. We swapped and she returned the favor.

"I love you pretty girl," I said.

"I love you too, Miss Betty. You are so sensual. Thank you for this fantastic experience."

All three of us were sexually spent and we rested for several minutes before I said. "That was good. That was very, very good. I knew it would be."

I stood up and added, "We have an early flight to catch in the morning and I suggest that we get cleaned up and get some sleep."

I found my crumpled clothes and put them on. I picked up my purse took out the envelope that Emily had given to me and handed it to Jill. "For services well done," I said. "I hope that you both enjoyed it as much as I did."

"Oh God, Miss Betty. You were fantastic. You are so uninhibited sexually. So sensual." Jill said.

"I am going to take your panties baby. Lets wear skirts tomorrow. We may get to sit together." I said as I walked out the door. 



Pigtails



Author's Note: This story is a submission to this year's Nude Day Contest. If you like it, please vote it up and feel free to comment as well! I had a fun time writing it, and I hope you enjoy it as well. 

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The sweet smell of afternoon Bar-B-Q wafts into the pool where I'm fucking beautiful Miss White from behind. The sun puts beads of sweat onto her back as her knees rest on the second step underwater. She claws the ground with every rough moan.

I scan the hustle and bustle of neighbors moving about the apartment complex. A gentleman holding a cigar up on the balcony catches my eye just as she squeals. He offers me a quick salute and a smirk. 

I smile back and then smack her rear, then I come. I feel the gentleman watching us still and the air feels fresh with life. 

This was pretty good, I had to admit. I'd have had her squealing in the coffee bar where I met her, if only I'd liked coffee bars. I hate coffee bars. I liked having the sun at my back and the sound of dogs in the neighborhood. I liked the smell of water from a garden hose, and nothing beat the feel of fresh cut grass to rest my naked bum on. God, I was getting hard again just thinking about it!

Miss White sat across from me and pulled a cigarette from her purse. Her actual name escaped me, and I only just now wondered what it was. I called her Miss White because she ordered a White Chocolate Cappuccino. 

"Leave your towel off," I told her. "Let me look at you." Smiling, she lay down on her back in the poolside recliner, and I watched her naked body. She put her hands behind her head for support and bathed in the sun. 

Then I saw Pigtails.

She was standing in her window as usual, which sadly cut off at her belly. She had the curtains parted, and was looking down at me from her second story apartment. 

Dark red hair. Freckles peppering her soft white cheeks. And those dark-rimmed glasses of hers -- thank God for those! She was wearing them now.

She was watching me, and I was getting hard letting her watch me. 

I got up to sit by Miss White. Still looking at Pigtails, I put my hand on her crotch and began to rub it. She giggled and acted pleasantly surprised, but didn't open her eyes. 

I imagined she was Pigtails, who kept looking down at me from above. I could see her smiling. I saw her hand disappear below the windowsill where it probably went up her probably short skirt. 

That damn window.

"What are you... uhh... looking at?" I rubbed quicker and she went back to moaning. I was making her scream when I shifted positions and brought my penis to her mouth. Pigtails looked jealous, and I almost came at that thought alone. 

It serves her right. I've been to her door before, and every time she ignores me. She watches me and makes herself come, but then denies me entry. I could give her all she wants, but she's the only girl who won't let me. So she'll have to watch me give it to Miss Whatsername instead. 

Ooh... and she's getting it now. I'm still making her crazy with the one hand while Pigtails watches. She has a hand on the window now, and I can tell she's close. 

Just then, an old lady carrying groceries walks by her window and stops, breaking her concentration. I can faintly hear the old lady comment on her technique, then I see Pigtails freak out and throw the curtains closed. 

And I laugh hysterically.

***

"What is it you're trying to do to me," I had written on the last note. What a game she has me playing. She had me begging, like a kid that just wants to play a little dodgeball with his older brother's friends. And now she has a grown ass man with skills writing little notes to a woman who won't speak to him. 

Fine. I'll keep taunting her. 

Who's it going to be today? The pre-med student who's looking for a break in the Fiction section. She's wearing a very short white-trimmed baby blue dress made of cotton. She only has one pony tail, but she's got glasses and she's wearing flip flops. 

She just gave me the look. I can see Pigtails watching from her desk at the checkout counter. 

It drives her crazy when I do this: Come to the library where she works and take her customers in front of her. We are looking at each other when I walk up behind Miss Baby Blue and slip my hand with ease around her hips, down to her thigh and up her skirt. She is not wearing underwear. She is soft and shaven, and I feel her getting wet in my hand. She is gleeful and takes me into the back where there is a soft chair waiting for us. 

She can't wait to get my pants off, and she hops onto me smiling. There is no skipping a beat when I enter her. "Who needs books," she says and starts to ride me. 

A figure appears out of the corner of my eye. It is her, standing behind a short bookshelf. Always standing behind something -- God! It is agonizing. How awful it is that I can't have her. Oh the humanity!

But Baby Blue's movements are graceful, and she has a look of gratitude with me inside her. I feel her muscles tighten, and she wants to scream. "Don't," I tell her with a grin, "You must whisper -- we are in a library." She laughs and slaps me in the chest playfully, then runs it up to grab my neck. 

An older woman walks by, and when we exchange glances, she says, "Oh, don't mind me, young man. You enjoy yourself." She smiles and pats me on the shoulder, then disappears down another aisle. 

Baby Blue leans into me, and steadies her movements, now slow but deep. She's about to come, so I turn to look at Pigtails. 

She is gone.

"Where on Earth did you come from?" I hear Baby Blue say to me. She's already come but knows that I haven't. 

I could feel my drive waning with the absence of my Pigtails, and I was going to tell her to stop. But then I saw Pigtails again. She was at the end of the long aisle right behind Baby Blue, who was now sliding off me and getting on her knees. I was looking right at Pigtails when I felt the warmth of Baby Blue's mouth on my penis. 

Just the sight of her had me hot and ready to come, and she was looking to see if I would. 

Pigtails had her legs pressed tight together as she watched me come. She was looking me in the eyes as my come poured into Baby Blue. She looked pleased as she turned and went back toward her desk. 

"I've got to come to the library more often!" I heard Baby Blue say. 

***

I had never wanted to eat meat off of a bone more after that. 

Baby Blue was an object lesson: Pigtails was getting to me. I could have come with her. Should have come with her. Pigtails would have gone nuts to see it. I would have gone nuts even, because Baby Blue felt pretty damn good. 

Pigtails was becoming an obsession. I sat there in my favorite steakhouse and felt the juicy steak between my teeth. It was my favorite place not just because of the beef, but because of the eye candy. So many girls to choose from. 

Today, it's a mid-twenties beauty with pink hair in an aquamarine tank top and black jeans. I can see the straps of a lime green bra underneath. 

But she didn't have glasses, like my Pigtails. She didn't have freckles. And she most definitely did not have pigtails. 

She lingered at my table and eventually sat down. She ran her hand up my leg under the table and felt my crotch, but did not find a bulge there. She looked hurt.

"I'm sorry, but I have a lot on my mind." What could be happening, for me to say this to someone like Pink? Pink was sexy as hell, and nothing would have stopped me before from enjoying some of that right here and now.

"I wish there was something I could do," she said. She had a thumb resting with its nail on her bottom teeth, and she was looking me up and down. 

"Ok, I have an idea, but you can say no if you want to." She sat up instantly, with excitement in her eyes. "I want to make my girlfriend really mad. So mad that she'll break up with me."

"Ahuh..." she said, nodding.

I was going to continue, but I could see it was settled in her eyes. 

"I'm off in half an hour."

***

I was sipping on Brandy when I told her to take her clothes off for me. She had a look of I-Thought-You-Would-Never-Ask on her face. I was going to add the word "slowly," but she did this anyway. 

The tank top came off, and I got to see the lime green bra in all its glory. She knew it was cute, so she let me look at it while she unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down. Her underwear was the color of vanilla, and it made me want to pull her to me. 

Ok, now she's going too slow. I couldn't take it.

She unclipped her bra and let it fall, revealing small but perky breasts with pierced nipples. She ran a quick hand through her long pink hair and then sat down next to me. Normally I would have told her to take the panties off, but I let her unfasten my belt instead. 

I held the drink to my chest and closed my eyes. I thought about whether or not I would see Pigtails tonight. It wouldn't matter how long it had to take, I would be here with Pink. We would be waiting. I thought of the look she would have on her face this time. How she would react to Pink and if she would finally get jealous enough to want me in her bed at long last...

I felt the warmth of Pink's mouth on my penis. I was only thinking about Pigtails when she did it, and so I almost came immediately. 

I sat up, almost spilling my drink. She looked up at me, surprised. "You ok?" she asked.

"Yes, of course. I just... I'd like to go for a swim first. Care to join me?"

She bought it. I jumped in and immediately felt the cold water hit my skin. I don't normally swim at night, but I needed to delay the night until Pigtails got home. 

"Oh my God, it's freezing," she said, dipping her foot in. 

"Ahh...it'ssss...ssnot...bbbaaaddd!" I'm sure I was convincing.

"My ass it's not." 

"I'll take that bet," I said with a smirk.

She sat down with her legs dangling in the pool and said, "this is about as far as I'll go, sir. If you want me, you'll have to have me out here." 

Just then, to the left and behind her, I could see a familiar green pickup pulling into the parking lot. I was getting hard immediately, and I said, "Here she comes!"

"Where?" I pointed to her as she got out of the truck. She saw us immediately. I swam to Pink and immediately put my hands to her hips and started to take her panties off. She giggled with excitement and propped herself up to let me pull them down. I spread her legs and slid my tongue into her. She moaned instantly. 

She was already wet, so it didn't take long before she was breathing heavily and saying my name. She leaned back and put her legs over my shoulders and her moans turned into screams. She tightened her legs around me as she came, and I heard a very familiar door opening and closing as she did. 

In the time it took Pigtails to go from her truck to her room, I brought Pink to climax. Pigtails would be disappointed. This was her favorite part. 

"Jesus, I think that's the fastest anyone's ever made me come." I was looking up at her apartment when she said it, and I could see the light on. 

"She wouldn't let me do that to her. Can you believe it?"

"You mean she won't let you go down on her?"

"Nope. I've tried."

"Then she's batshit, I'm afraid to say." 

"You don't know the half of it." I got out of the pool and threw a towel on. I grabbed my drink and sat back down. 

Then she appeared in the window. She was wearing an orange T-shirt, but not her glasses. I would have thought she was asking me to come upstairs, but I've had that thought before and it always ended with blue balls. 

No, she's gonna have to watch, and she's gonna watch all night long. 

As if by clockwork, Pink sat down and played with my penis. She kissed me and jerked me off quickly. I liked that most of my body was exposed for Pigtails to see, and that another naked woman was about to make me come. And I felt it, too. I lay there looking into Pigtails' eyes, waiting for it to come. 

Pink pulled back from me and grinned as I came into her hand. She kissed me again, then leaned over me to get a towel. I put my arms behind my head and kept looking up at Pigtails as Pink cleaned me off. I was smiling, because I think she was frustrated.  

I was winning, and so I got hard. This time, I was hard for Pink. 

She wasn't even finished cleaning when I pulled her to me and said, "I want you now." She was ecstatic to hear it. She wanted it more than ever, and she didn't waste any time. I was inside her instantly, and it felt truly amazing. I was in total control, and I was focused on her. It was great. She was gripping me tight with each thrust and I felt every nerve tickle with pleasure. But I contained it, probably better than anyone she'd ever had -- judging by her expression. 

"This way," I said, turning her into a reverse cowgirl position. I spread my legs and she laid with her elbows on the end of the recliner so her chest was parallel with mine, but facing the other direction. She knew what to do, because her bottom moved up and down with my hand to guide her, and she gripped my shaft with every stroke. 

Even the whole Pigtails thing aside, she was one of the best fucks I'd ever had. So perfect. I'd be keeping her number for sure. I might even want to remember her name.

What a great time that was. The gentleman from before happened to be walking to his car, but stopped to look at us. "Good going, chap! Very good form... I'll have to try that one. Keep it up!" He gave me another salute, and I laid back down to take it all in. 

I'm not sure how many orgasms she had, but I didn't have mine until I looked up to see her in the window one last time. 

She was naked. 

As soon as she saw that I saw her, Pigtails closed the curtains. 

Not. Fair. 

I felt myself going limp inside her, and she felt it too. She turned back around and kissed me, then moved up and down slowly. It worked to get my mind focused on her, and then I wanted to come inside her. When I felt it, she smiled and wrapped her arms around me to hold me close. I felt the cold steel of her nipple rings on my chest as I came.

Then I felt her sweaty body slide off. She sat next to me and said, "I'm gonna remember this night, that's for sure." 

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

She looked down at me with a sly grin, like she thought I was trying to get one over on her. I was, and I was just starting to see that she knew it.

"That's not your girlfriend, is it?"

"No." 

"So who is she?" 

"Do you want me to be candid?"

"Of course." She seemed genuinely curious, and not at all offended.

"She's someone I've wanted for a long time."

"And you wanted to make her jealous by bringing me here?"

"It's more complicated than that." 

"Do tell." She rested her wrist under her chin, with her elbow on her knee. She looked adorable.

"I'm surprised by your curiosity."

"How could I not be? I wanna know all the details!"

"Ok, but you asked. I like to have sex by the pool. And whenever I do, I notice her watching. Except, I kind of like it when she watches. Sometimes, she even plays with herself. I think I know what she likes, too, based on when she plays with herself."

She was rapt in awe. "So what does she like?"

"Having her nipples played with. Kissing her neck. And definitely likes receiving. I'm not sure about giving."

"Oh no, she's not a giver?"

"I can't be sure, but I would guess not. It's probably why she always refuses me when I knock on her door." 

"Have you ever spoken to her?"

"Never." 

"Not even in passing?"

"Nope. She always clams up and freaks out. She wants me badly, I can tell, but she's scared. I don't know why." 

"Maybe she's afraid of letting you down?"

"Maybe. I don't think so. Something tells me it's something that has nothing to do with me. All I know is that it makes me hot as hell for her. No offense."

"Not at all. You've, uh... you've done good by me," she said, with a laugh. She touched my penis one more time and said, "you just be sure not to lose my number, ok?" 

I got my clothes on and walked Pink to her car. I kissed her goodbye and she drove off. Then, like a lighthouse in a harbor, I noticed the light was still on in the apartment.

Now, I will make my last case for the woman who has been toying with me for months. I will plead for the last time. Then, it will be no more sex by the pool. I will have sex by pools and by beaches and by lakes, but not this pool. No more will I give her that pleasure.

Knock knock. 

***

My heart was beating in my chest as time seemed to speed up. Would she answer? And would she be wearing anything when she answered? What would I have to say to get through the door? I didn't want to blow it. I prayed to the merciful gods in heaven to let me just have this one woman, just this once. It was killing me.

Then, the door opened. She stepped out, looking down, and then closed the door behind her. She was wearing a peach sorbet lady's T and white knit short shorts. 

She was leaning against the door with her hands still on the knob behind her, and after a moment, she said, "Hi." She wasn't looking at me. 

"Hi," I said back.

My heart was going crazy, and I could barely contain my joy. She finally said Hi to me. I couldn't remember the last time I felt this happy to hear a girl speak to me!

This was the longest she's ever been in my presence, and I was worried that it might come to an end if I didn't say something quick.

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable. I would just like to talk to you." 

She turned and looked at me. For the first time.

Her face turned slowly from anxious to calm, and then she looked down again. I could see something of a smile form on her face.

"What would you like to talk about?"

Hadn't thought about that. I didn't want to just talk to her. The way she kept her left leg bent slightly and had both of her pigtails resting comfortably on each breast meant talking was the last thing on my mind.

I would do anything she asked. I would wait for her, for a week, for a year. I would kiss her feet in front of strangers, just to touch her. Just to touch her once.

"What is your name?" 

"Christine."

I've never asked this question of a girl before.

"I'm Rick. It's nice to finally meet you, Christine." 

She blushed, and said, "Thank you. I'm sorry about... well, about... avoiding you. I just... I'm not really a people person, you know?"

She was lying. She is a librarian, after all. 

"I understand." I thought about something else to say, and the first thing that came out was, "May I come in?"

It was too much, I could see immediately, because I could see her face get anxious once again as she looked around again subtly, trying to hide her panic. 

"I'm sorry," I said quickly. "I don't mean... That's not what I meant. Look, I'll go. I'm sorry if I've upset you."

"Yes." 

I didn't know what she was saying yes to until I saw her turn, open the door, then stand by it. "Come in." She was still anxious -- as if she might be making a mistake -- but I could see that at least some of the excitement was anticipation. 

She took some clothes off of a chair by the window. I sat down in the chair while she went to the bathroom and I heard the sink turn on and off briefly. 

It felt wonderful to be on the other side of the window that was much too high up. I felt like I'd conquered it.

She returned wiping her face with a towel, then tossed it by the bed and sat down in a chair opposite me. There was a small table about knee height between us. 

She seemed much more calm, but still nervous. She straightened a napkin that had a drink sitting on it and she sat up straight. She was looking every which way but at me. She straightened the napkin again. Then she straightened the cup on the napkin, again.

"So here's the thing..." she began. She was grinding her nails into the palm of her other hand as she spoke. "I don't want to give you the wrong idea or anything. I... don't like to be touched." The words hung in the air between us, and I didn't know what to say. "I like to watch you," she continued. "I like it because... I can. It turns me on, and... that's not easy for me. I like someone... and then they kiss me and start putting their hands on me, and... I freak out. I don't know why. I've never known, but it kills me. It makes me sad to think about it. I like the person so much, and I want to feel them, but I just can't. But when I see you looking at me, I can feel you. But its ok. Its ok because of the distance. I'm sorry..."




Pigtails



I was beside myself. So many thoughts passing through my mind. The fear that I might never have her, if this was true. The joy of being in the conversation with the person I desire most. The hope that she might try again with me. It was more thought or feeling than I'd ever put into a woman in my entire life. 

Just please her. That was the one that stuck out.

"What can I do?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I have to be honest. I want you like I've never wanted another woman. I would do whatever you wanted, because I want you that badly. If what you say is true and I can't have you, then tell me what I can have?"

"But you can have any girl you want. Why do you want me so badly? I don't mind watching you with other women."

"They mean nothing to me. It's you I'm thinking about when I fuck them."

"You think about me?"

"Every time." She was blushing when I said it. 

"And this last time?"

"The whole time. In fact, you almost distracted me completely when you got naked for me. Damn near kept me from coming." 

She started laughing, and her face was bright red. 

"Sure, laugh it up." 

"I will. So are you going to keep bringing them here?"

"I don't think so."

She looked disappointed. "Why not?"

"Well I just told you that you're all I can think about. I wouldn't be able to concentrate. I'm honestly not sure I'll keep it up for much longer. I'm sorry to say it, but I just can't do it anymore."

"I'm sure you can stop thinking about me if you tried." 

"Are you kidding? I've had a hard-on since you opened the door. I wasn't expecting anything to happen tonight anyway, but..."

"Seriously? You've had a hard-on this whole time?" She was laughing again, and she seemed pleased with herself. She was also blushing. 

"Yup."

Then she grinned and said, "Can I see it?"

"But I thought..."

"I just wanna look at it. Can I?"

Something about exposing the little guy to the air of her apartment did turn me on, so I unzipped my pants and pulled it out. 

She smiled and said, "Let me see you play with it." 

I was so turned on by the idea, but still I said, "Why?"

"I want to watch." 

Yes.

I started rubbing it. It was so solid that I felt every movement of my hand, and I could tell it wouldn't take long to come with her watching me. 

"Hey, this seems a little one-sided." 

"What do you mean?"

"I want to see you naked."

She cupped her hand over her mouth to contain a laugh, and smiled. "You want to see me naked?"

"Do you have to ask?" She didn't seem to mind this at all. She was just teasing me at this point.

She stood up and stepped toward the bed and faced me. The thought of her taking her clothes off meant I would have to slow down, because she was making my loins ache. 

She stood for a moment and let me watch her, still rubbing myself. Then she folded her arms and grabbed the sides of her shirt and pulled it over her head. Her breasts were revealed at once, and they look soft and pale. She let her shirt fall from her hand and then brought both of them up to pull her pigtails down. They rested on her breasts next to her pink nipples. She was very pleased with herself.

I felt myself about to come, so I stopped. 

"Why did you stop?"

"Because you're going to make me come."

"But I want you to. There's a towel right there if you like. Don't worry about it, just watch me. But if you want these to come off, you're gonna have to keep going."

This girl was driving me crazy!

I went back to rubbing, but was slower about it. She slipped her thumbs into the lip of her shorts and began to pull them down slowly. She was excited to see what it was doing to me.

She was naked. She enjoyed having my eyes on her body, and I went for it. I came, and she said, "That's it," as I did. I never thought it could be so hot to do this, but it felt at least as good as sex with the others. Because I was with Pigtails. 

I leaned back and caught my breath. She was doing a sort of half dance, then sat down on the bed and watched me again with joy. 

"You're something else, Christine," I said smiling.

"It means a lot to me that you're being so cool about the no touching. I really am sorry."

"Don't be. Just as long as I can watch you, you can watch me all you want."

"I don't mind when you watch me." 

She opened her legs and began to rub herself. She was grinning. "Looks like you want to," she said, laughing again.

I was hard again. 

"You should get naked and enjoy yourself." So I did. I took my pants all the way off, as well as my shirt. 

She moved to lay down on the bad, and began to rub her pussy again, and I felt solid as a rock in my hand. I could come in seconds if I wanted to. 

"Come for me Rick," she said, looking into my eyes. She was making herself twist and moan, and I saw her skin become red and beads of sweat form in between her breasts. I wanted to kiss her nipples badly and hold them in my mouth. I wanted to slide my hand down to feel her wet opening in my fingers. And I wanted to be inside her. Badly.

"God, Christine..." 

"Come on, that's it..."

I heard her scream and tighten as she orgasmed, just as mine was pouring out of me. I imagined it going inside her, and it felt wonderful.

"Damn, Christine." 

She laughed, and acted like she didn't know what I was talking about. "No one's been able to make me come that quickly, twice, and without even touching me." 

She smiled and said, "Would you like to lay down next to me?" She slid over to make room, and I didn't waste a second.

Only, once I was laying next to her and I was close enough to smell the shampoo in her hair and the sweat on her body, I realized how hard it would be. Her lips were inches from mine, and we were naked together. It took everything not to kiss her and take her. I resisted, and she smiled.

"I want you, Christine. I'm not going to lie. I want you badly." She looked pleased to hear it.

"Lie on your back for me," she said. When I did, she said, "Put your hands under your pillow." I liked being told what to do by her, and its not something I've ever liked from a girl before. I was aroused by the pleasure of being her toy.

Then she grabbed my penis. If I hadn't come twice already, I would have come instantly. 

Pigtails was holding my cock. 

"I thought..." I started to say, as she started to rub my penis. She shot me one more grin before putting it in her mouth. 

The sensation was quite unexpected, and I came after a few seconds of her lips around my member. Without my hands to help me, I just lay pinned down by the pleasure of her tongue and her lips.

"Sorry, I..." I was at a loss for words.

"I wanted to do that for you." Then she got up to go to the sink in the kitchen to get some water. She returned and set the glass on the table, then sank to her knees and rested her elbows on the edge of the bed facing me. She looked adorable while she looked up at me me.

I enjoyed the feeling of having had three orgasms in the apartment of Pigtails and the freedom to lay in her bed, letting her watch me. 

"This is the best sex I've had," I joked.

"We haven't had sex though, silly." 

"That's sort of the point. I don't know about you, but..." I stopped when I saw her biting her lip with a grin. I noticed her right arm had disappeared beneath her.

"Oh my god, are you... Are you playing with yourself right now?"

"Ahuh..." she said proudly with a smirk. 

"What are you thinking about?" 

She was looking into my eyes, and didn't need to tell me. She was imagining me inside her, and when I became hard again, she focused on my penis. I didn't play with it, though. I just let her pretend it was inside her. And it seemed to be working.

She was revving up for her orgasm and her breathing rose to a slow scream. Then she said, "Hurry up and come with me!"

"Again?"

"Yes! Come on, I want to imagine you coming with me. Hurry! Oh God!"

It was the first time I felt an ache in my penis, and I was not ready to come just yet. But she was breathing so heavily and moaning as she closed her eyes and prepared to come that I felt it coming for me. She heard me groaning and opened her eyes to look at me at precisely the moment we both came. "Oh yes!" she cried out, watching me come with her. 

Her face sank into the mattress where she rested motionless for a moment. Then, she slowly crawled onto the mattress to lay with me.

Four times. And I hadn't even fucked her yet.

I put my hands back behind my pillow like before, and as if knowing my intent she inched closer to me and draped an arm and a leg over my body. I was beginning to wonder if she might actually bring herself to fuck me.

"That was too much," she said, caressing my chest with her hand.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I want you."

"Well if you want me, you can have me."

"I know that." 

Now it was certain: She wants to fuck.

"So what's stopping you? Don't you want to feel me inside you?"

Her leg slid up and down my thigh when I said this, and it tickled my penis. It signaled that it was getting ready for round five, and I had a feeling that five was going to be all I needed tonight. 

I whispered into her ear, "You know you're wet for me. And you know my hands will stay right where they are if they have to. I just want you, so have your way with me." 

She moaned and buried her face into her pillow, but her body inched closer to me. She was rubbing her pussy up and down my side like she was humping me slowly, and her moans grew.

The more certain I became that this woman was going to have to fuck me, my every nerve became excited. 

She could feel on her leg that my penis was hard, we both knew it. I didn't have to say a word. I was enjoying the torture it made for her when she pulled her head up quickly and kissed me. I felt her tongue slip into my mouth as she moved to sit on top of me. I felt the warmth of her pussy immediately. 

She pulled away and said, "No touching!" She said this while playfully wagging a finger at me.

I could hardly contain my glee.

Then, the moment I had longed for had come. She reached down and took my penis gently in her hand and sat up on her knees. I took in the sight one last time of seeing my Pigtails, sweaty and naked and on top of me, and then I felt her gentle hand guiding me into her.

The moment made me thankful I'd already come four times, because my every effort to concentrate on not coming would have failed miserably. She looked like an angel that rarely experiences what she's experiencing now. And I could not have given it to her if I hadn't already come four times. 

She slid it in as far as it could go, then began to move it in and out slowly. Her thrusts were steady and deliberate. She put her hands on my chest for support as she began to move faster. Her muscles gripped my penis tighter and tighter until she locked into a rhythm. 

It felt like she was determined to make me come a fifth time, and she couldn't take it. In moments she was screaming for it.

And I couldn't take it either. With my hands locked away behind me, I couldn't participate. I couldn't take her, and I wanted to now more than ever. I wanted to sit up and kiss her and throw her onto her back. 

If I was permitted to place even a single hand on her breast and run my thumb over her nipple just once, I would be on the moon. They were staring me right in the face, looking so beautiful and tempting. I wanted to feel the sweat on her chest and I wanted to pinch her nipples with my lips. 

I started to wonder if I could come at all, but she must have been reading my mind. She stopped and quickly slid her hands to my neck. She felt behind them for my hands and she brought them up and placed them on her chest. "Take me now, before I change my mind." She was caught up in the moment and wanted me to do to her what I had been longing to do.

I sat up instantly and pulled her lips to mine. The moment had come, like two spirals moving into sync. My voracious sexual appetite met with the breaking down of her sexual barriers. My tempered urges drawn to act at the very instant she opens herself to me. 

I held her close to me with one hand on her back, and drew one of her nipples to my lips. I sucked it while pinching the other with my fingers. She moaned sweetly and let me play with them. I didn't want to risk her changing her mind, though, so I tossed her onto her back and kissed her again.

I was having her my way, and I felt it coming quickly. Her eyes were closed and I was beginning to think that she was about to tell me to stop and that she'd made a mistake. But then her eyes snapped open and she grabbed my hair and brought me to within inches of her face. 

She didn't kiss me, though. I felt her every hot breath on my face and it gave me a rush.

"That's it... fuck m--." She whispered this, but was cut off by the onset of an orgasm that literally took her breath away from her. At this, I quickened my final thrusts and started to come. Her grip on my hair tightened and her legs clamped together around me. 

Our noses were touching and our mouths were open, pouring moans into one another. Then, at once, it was over.

I gave into an urge to caress her cheek and just enjoy her gaze. She looked beside herself, almost like she wasn't quite sure where she was or what had happened.

"You ok?"

I could see a flicker of anxiety in her eyes as the moment drained away and she became aware that I was still inside her. I kissed her again, though, and it all went away.

When I looked at her again, she was smiling again. A thought came to me and I had to ask: "This wasn't your first time, was it?"

"No," she replied. "But this was the first time I enjoyed every second." She was still euphoric, smiling only slightly when she said it. But then she perked up a bit and said, "You wanna know what I really wanna do now, though?"

"If you expect me to go for six..."

"Haha. Not yet. Later..."

"Then what?"

"I want to go for a swim." 



Pigtails and Packages



 This is part six in my "pigtail tales" series but can be read alone. If you enjoy it, you'll be glad to hear there's more. Thanks for reading! 

Have you ever tried doing housework in a sexy uniform? I had been instructed to wear my school uniform all day today, so as I'm pushing the vacuum round the living room, my breasts are pressed together and dripping over the edge of my plain white blouse. The grey pleated skirt swirls just above my knee, and I am very much aware of the constriction of the cotton knickers around my crotch.

With every movement my mind is dragged into the realm of the sexual. I am awaiting a parcel and although I am not sure what it will contain, I do know it's been ordered with my sexual pleasure in mind, not just the contents of the parcel, but who will bear it as well. I also know that my husband is waiting for me to call. I have him on speed dial and as I hear the knock on the door, I will ring him and he will then find his way home to join in the fun. 

Could you take this much anticipation? I am finding it hard, my knickers are soaked with my juices and I can smell my arousal clearly. I switch off the Hoover and put it away then I hear the long awaited knock on the door. I run to the desk, hit the speed dial and let the phone ring once, then slam it down and run to the door. 

"I'm coming!" I shout, hoping that soon I will be, and open the front door. It's the parcel guy and without hesitation, I beckon him in.

"Hello gorgeous, want some more of me do you?" his voice is lust-laden as he pushes the door closed.

I do not reply to his question in words but press my body against him, claiming his lips with mine, pushing him against the wall. A low moan confirms his approval, one had roams over my back, the other occupied by a small parcel. As I press harder against him, his fingers relax and the parcel falls, to the ground. I don't care, all I want is satisfaction. I've been aching for cock all day and I will not be happy till I am satiated.

His fingers run into my hair, each pigtail is wrapped around a strong, rough hand and my hair is pulled tight from my skull and I wince as he levers me backwards, overbalancing me and whipping me round until I find my back against the wall. His weight is crushing me; his lips bruising, strangling the breath from between my lips. His chest is hard against my soft breasts, my nipples pressing uncomfortably against my blouse. 

His large hand and long fingers insinuate themselves up and under the box pleat skirt, his strong grasp shakily makes It's way up to my crotch. As he touches me through the sodden cotton of my panties his lips slip down to my neck, he sucks hard and grinds his palm into my pubis, a long finger hooking in and pressing warm cotton between my lips, complimenting the heavenly pleasure on my clit. I make a noise somewhere between a yelp and a mewl, as the combination of sharp teeth and blunt fingers drive me wild. 

"Hmm, I thought it was only myself who could make my wife make that noise. Apparently not."

My husband has managed to open the door and walk in without either of us sex-raved beasts hearing. My heart thumps harder, my knickers get wetter as I hear him, then open my eyes and see him. The man pressing me so hard into the wall retreats, a wild, crazed look of guilt on his face. 

"I'm sorry guv, I didn't know she was married...I..." 

"No need to apologise." My husband's smile is like a tiger greeting it's prey, "My darling wife is a slut, as you have experienced, and I am not ashamed to say she seems to take more than one man to satisfy her."

The parcel man's face is a picture of mixed emotion. He's still not sure this guy isn't 

a) insane or b) just very, very mad. 

Or if he really means what he's saying. 

"Oh I know all about your escapade yesterday." My husband continues, slipping off his heavy black jacket, "Yes, she's a naughty slut and you did just right in spanking her. She needs a firm hand and a firm cock often you know. Would you like to see how she copes with two of each?"

I can see the light of play in my husband's eye and finally parcel man seems to see it too. 

"Hell yeah!" he replies, clasping and unclasping his hands by his sides. 

"Wife." My husband barks. "Where are your manners? Have you offered this fine man some refreshment?" 

I look to the floor and shake my head. Kev whistles through his teeth and tuts. 

"A punishable offence if ever there was one. To the desk ,slut, You know the position." 

I take a deep breath and push up off the wall. Unsteadily I walk past the excess of testosterone in the room and head for the desk in the corner. I rest my hands on the comfortingly cool wood and bend over. My short skirt hitches up, showing off great expanses of my thighs.

"After you." I hear my husband, a smile in his voice, and soon I feel my skirt lifted and folded up over my back, then the panties ripped down to rest, strained, across the bottom of my thighs."

The sheer weight in the first slap to my buttocks shows me it's not Kev. The way the blows reign down on my rapidly warming bum and the feel of the rough, thick fingers all tell me what I need to know. Then, as I lean my side of my face on my hands I see Kev, his trousers pooled round his ankles and his cock in hand. He slowly wanks, his cheeks flushed, his eyes glowing with prideful lust. I almost orgasm right then, seeing the look in his eye and the hardness of his straining dick. He slowly caresses his cock, pleasuring himself in rhythm with the spanks landing on my hot, painful buttocks. 

I wriggle and groan, yelping when the slap is particularly harsh, keeping my eyes fastened on my husband and his throbbing cock as it slips in and out of his cupped fingers. 

"Now, how about that drink?" Kev's eyes sparkle and I feel myself spun round, then encouraged- no- shoved onto the edge of the desk. The cool wood hurts, then eases my red, throbbing arse, and I know when I stand there will be a smear of my juices left behind.

Parcel guy is soon sat in the desk chair and positioned between my legs. He pulls off and tosses away my knickers like the wrapping on a tasty sweet. His hands push apart my thighs, and balance my feet on the swivel-chair arms. 

His tongue is as tough as his hand on my arse. Purposefully it burrows between my wet folds and seeks out the entrance of my leaking hole. Jamming it inside he stretches to reach all the juices he can and suck them down his throat. He seeks out more moisture, his lips sucking my intimate ones, trailing all around my wet cunt, his tongue flipping past my clit, not to give me pleasure but to collect the warm moistness there. I revel in the feeling of being used, even through this act that is usually all about giving, I enjoy being an object to be enjoyed, to be used to slake his thirst. 

A hand presses down on my chest and I lie back, the keyboard from the computer clattering to the floor, the sound of fluttering pages easing into my subconscious. I turn my head to the side and there is a cock, a familiar, hard, dribbling cock and I do what any good slut would and stretch out my neck to lick and then suck on it's tip. Kev walks in closer to the table and feeds me more of his shaft, his balls resting on the edge of the wood.

I surrender myself to the intense feelings coursing through my body, a breast is painfully yanked from it's confines, made to lie above the edge of the unbuttoned "V" of my shirt, that material digging into it's underside. My husbands fingers clasp and pull at the exposed nipple, twisting and turning as if to tune into just the right channel for his and my fucking pleasure. 

A hard ,eager cock thrusts into my pussy, I had not even registered the lack of licking, so intent was I on lavishing pleasure on my husbands member. Only the rough entry of a hard, thick cock brings my focus back to my aching pussy. And oh fuck, does it feel good. Plugged from two ends, providing pleasure to two men at once. 

I suck and mewl and bang my head back and forth in a sheer frenzy. I need to give pleasure. My cunt spasms around the cock inside it and I hear a manly groan. As the thrusts increase in pace, the fingers holding onto my thigh for balance dig in deeper and I know I will have bruises there come the morning. I can feel my orgasm building, the pounding of his groin against mine teasing my body to tremble, my cunt creaming at the force and the friction. 

It is as if they timed it in perfect synchronization, with manly grunts and hisses cum is forced between both of my sets of lips and both eagerly suck down the sweet, salty nectar. My own orgasm follows shortly, my body congratulating itself on a job well done and sending shock after shock of pleasure whizzing round my body. 

He pulls out, pulls on his pants and leaves. 

"Parcels to deliver." he mutters as he leaves, "it's been a pleasure." 

The men share knowing, slightly embarrassed glances and then the door shuts and it's just me and him, alone. 

I sit up, and my husband walks back to me, his cock hidden once more from sight, nestled inside his cotton boxers. In his hand is the little parcel. He passes it to me and I open it. 

Inside is something fairly small, rubber and very arousing. I look up and he smiles. 

I know he has a plan and I shiver with delight as I get a hint of what it may be. 



Pigtails and Penance



As Part 5 of my "Pigtail Tales" this story is able to stand on it's own, bt if you enjoy it, you may like to read back over the other four offerings. Thank you.

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"Hey love! Did your parcel arrive?" My husband breezes through the door and walks towards me, bending over to lay a kiss on my cheek. 

"Yes." I whisper, head hanging low, disgusted by what I had done but unsure of how to confess it. How do you tell your husband that you just fucked a stranger?

"What's the matter? You've not even opened the parcel. Vicky, What's happened?" 

My husband sinks into the soft sofa beside me, and wraps his arm around my shoulder, squeezing me gently. I glance up into his compassionate blue eyes and I break out a loud and un-lady like sob. The tears flow and he pulls me close, burying my face in the crook of his neck, holding me and stroking my back. I cling to him, unsure whether this may be the last time I feel his arms around me. 

"Kev," I lift my head up and pull away from him, swallowing my sobs and determined to confess. "Kev. I've done something terrible." I fiddle with the hem of my skirt, my eyes training intensely on my fingers, and only flicking up to his face occasionally. The rest pours from my lips, like water from a jug, cold and fast flowing, shocking as it splashes. 

"There was a knock at the door and I 'd just got into my uniform ready for you to come home so I ran down to the door and answered it with my pigtails and top and skirt and everything on." 

I stop for a breath,

"And it was a guy with this parcel and he had no pen so I told him to come in whilst I found one and I got his shirt dirty with ink and he said I was naughty oh, and Kev he spanked me and had sex with me."

There I've said it. 

"I didn't want it, least my head didn't want it, but my body, my stupid, lustful body did. Oh Kev, I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry!" 

Sobs wrack my body and my hands cover my face, I feel sure Kev will yell at me, at any moment, he'll yell at me. 

"Vicky," the soft tone surprises me, I look up into his eyes and they're not harsh and bitter, but soft and loving. "Vicky, I love you. I love you with all my heart, always." his arm wraps around me again, squeezing me close. " It does kinda hurt to think of you having sex with another man without me knowing, but Vicky, it's not the sex that annoys me, it's that I didn't know, that it happened without my knowledge that pains me. Sex is just sex and I know what we have is special, and a simple fuck isn't going to change that."

"Really?" my head snaps up and I look into his eyes, "Really? You're not going to divorce me?" 

"No, of course not baby. You're my wife, the love of my life. I'm not going to loose you over this." His eyes are gentle and their soft glowing love makes me sob again, a smile crossing my face as my heart leaps with exhilaration.

"Vicky, if you want to fuck other people, I don't mind." He smiles and I smile shyly back.

"Well." I sniff, wiping the back of my hand and wrist across my eyes, " I did kinda enjoy it, well, apart from the massive feelings of regret and guilt. I, I, enjoyed the sex but not the guilt trip I sent myself on."

"Remember sweetie, we've talked about this before and I always said I was happy for you to be with another man or woman even, if you wanted it." gently his hand strokes my back, comforting me, helping me calm down and exciting me at the same time.

"Anyhow, tell me about it, I wasn't here but I want details, I want you to tell me every little detail."

"Are you sure?" I hesitate, still not believing I'd gotten off so lightly for my indiscretion.

"Sure, I need to know exactly what I'm punishing you for don't I? I need to calculate the spanks accurately!" He winks at me, and my stomach rolls with the promise of future foreplay and sex. 

"Well ok, basically when he came in I went to find a pen in the drawers of the desk but," I chuckle, "I forgot how I was dressed and when I bent over he could see right up my skirt." 

"Show me." He asks, pressing gently on my back, so I stand up and walk across the room, aware of his eyes upon me as I bend over, as I did just an hour or so ago. The loud moan that follows makes me jump a little, as the sound originates just behind me.

"He had a great view from here! Stay there, just as you are, and tell me the rest." 

"Well I splashed his shirt with ink and he said I was a naughty girl. He told me I needed a spanking, and well I got scared then, but he got all threatening and I bent over the desk and he flipped up my skirt..." 

My skirt is lifted up over my back, exposing me to my husband's sight.

"...and he spanked me, Oh Kev he spanked me so hard that it made me sob out loud." 

A hard slap hits my cheeks, then another yet harder, and another harder one still that makes me yelp and bite my bottom lip. 

"Slut. You're such a slut. You loved every moment didn't you? You loved teasing and fucking some stranger didn't you?"

"Yes!" I moan out, "I wish you'd seen it." 

"Hmm maybe that can be arranged in future!" his hand thwacks down on my exposed, raw flesh again and I groan with pleasure. "Now keep telling me your sordid tale, slut!"

"Well he spanked me for a few minutes, then he must have got himself good and hard as he shook down his pants and shoved his hard cock into my, shamefully, wet cunt." 

A zip, a fall of clothes and my husband's cock is inside me, thrusting into my sopping creamy pussy. 

"Did he fuck you hard like this?" my husband moans, gripping my waist in his soft hands, 

"Oh yeah, but not this good, not this full, not this satisfying.." 

I feel my face rubbing against the desk as Kev speeds up, fucking me deeper and deeper. 

"Where did he cum, slut?"

"He came all over my face." I reply.

"Next time, I'd like him to fill this sweet cunt, I think I'd enjoy the feel of my cock squelching inside of you, your juices and his combining to make you wetter than wet." 

"Oh yes!" 

"Or maybe, vice versa, I could fuck you, fill you and let him have the sloppy seconds, you don't mind do you slut, as long as this cunt is filled. Mmm, maybe we could pick a slutty hole each, filling your mouth and cunt, or your arse and cunt at the same time, yes, yes, you'd like that wouldn't you?"

His sweet, sexy voice combining with the dirty images it's conjuring brings me closer and closer to orgasm, my pussy spasming in pleasure as his cock fills and fucks me. 

"I know what you would like, you'd like him to come in this wet, sloppy, cunt and then have my head bury itself between your thighs and lap and lick and suck every last drop of it from you." 

I groan loudly, this was a fantasy of mine, a fantasy he knew about and the added thrill of maybe it being able to happen, to have my loving husband suck another mans cum from my cunt, brings me close to orgasm.

He slips out of me, eliciting a gasp of longing from my lips, he grabs me by a pigtail and drags me over to the couch, when he pushes me down and kneels in front of me, spreading my knees to either side of his head. His lips caress my nether lips and I writhe ,bucking with every jolt of heat and pleasure to my pussy, feeling it diffuse through my body, my skin tingling and pulling tight.

I imagine my cunt filled with hot cum, I imagine that my husband is now eagerly sucking it from me, devouring the mix of juices and I spasm, scream and gush juices all over his face as he sucks and licks and nibbles. 

"My turn!" he quips as I open my eyes again, looking down on his juice covered face. "On your knees, slut. You've got some penance to be paid!"

As I drop to my knees, he stands up in front of me, his hard cock bouncing, beckoning to me to suck it. I lean in and gently press my lips against the pouting lips of his foreskin, teasingly I press my tongue gently into the little hole and feel his cock jump as I shock his unprotected cock-head. 

My lips part and slide down his still slick shaft, the musky taste of me lingering, the mixed scent of our sex flaring my nostrils and sending jolts of pleasure directly to my clit. Up and down I move my lips, knowing he wants me to pleasure him, to show him how much I love and adore, how much I want and need this cock, not just any cock but this one, this one belonging to the man I love. 

My eyes close and I moan in pleasure as he throbs and bobs between my lips, slipping him further and further in, one hand rubbing up and down his long shaft, one hand resting on his thigh for balance. 

I hear a faint whistle and feel as well as hear the loud crack as something hits down on my back, shocking my eyes back open, looking up I see my husbands belt resting in his hands, and above that his calm, sweet, sadistic smile. 

"I told you it was penance!" he laughs and lashes down with his heavy leather belt again, the tip of it landing just at the beginning of my buttocks, the rest laying along my spine making me jump in shock. I go to take my head off his cock, but he wraps the belt behind my head pulling me in tighter against it. 

"Ah, ah ah, my sweet slut. You're gonna keep your mouth on my dick until I spurt my hot cum down your throat, and don't you dare bite me, or you'll really be in trouble!" 

I keep sucking, his belt still pulled taut round the back of my head. Unable to move I rub my hand up and down his cock, sucking and whirling my tongue around his sensitive tip until the grip is released and I can bob my head back and two in rhythm with my fist.

The belt whips down, whistling and cracking over my white flesh, making it redden, I can feel the stripes smarting down my back and along the top of my buttocks, and between my thighs I feel myself dripping, my pussy throbbing even though it had been so recently satisfied, awoken again by this erotic beating, by this act of penance as I beg for forgiveness from my husband.

The belt rests along my back, the tip resting between my buttocks and I know from the grip on my shoulders, the shaking of his thighs and the groans from his mouth that Kev is going to cum soon. Eagerly I pump my hand up and down and moan my appreciation as the hot cock-concoction flows down my throat, across my lips and drips off my chin.

"Good slut." He sighs and flops to the sofa, I lie with my head on his inner thigh, feeling his pulse throb as I stay kneeling between his legs.

"Now," Kev says, "I need to go and order something more from that website, and when the delivery man cums, this time so will I!" 

I smile up at him,

"What's in my parcel anyway?" 

He passes the grey plastic bag over and I rip it open, inside are several pairs of bright white cotton panties.

"You will be properly attired in the full uniform from now on slut." He informs me and I feel like I have just been promoted to a higher level of sluttiness.



Pigtails & Plaid



One warm mid-summer morning I awoke with my manhood on fire. This isn't something unusual when you're a man, but today the need felt greater and more urgent than ever before. As a shy virgin with a slightly darker side, I had always imagined all the great things I wanted to do, and all the things I wanted to learn, but time (and experience) until now had not been on my side. So, on this particular morning and with this particular feeling, I could not have anticipated what was about to occur ....

I sat up and rubbed my head (along with various other body parts) and a gentle knock came at the door - softly at first and then more persistent. I certainly wasn't expecting someone and really could do with some 'alone time' to take care of my situation, but the persistent knocking just could not be ignored. Slipping on some boxer shorts and a t-shirt, I staggered towards the door and opened it slightly.

Being hunched over and tired, my gaze started at the floor where I saw a gleaming pair of chunky black shoes reflecting my bewildered face. Lifting my gaze I noticed pristine white knee-high socks that framed the most beautiful legs I had ever seen in all my life. Slowly I moved higher to see a plaid mini-skirt topped with a simple, but tightly fitted, white blouse. My God, I thought, is this some sexy schoolgirl doing at my door?!

But no – as I looked up into her eyes I could tell, this was no mere girl before me, but a gorgeous 30-something woman who knew exactly what she was doing. With cute blonde pigtails and seductive red bows, she projected a perverse innocence that was all the more appealing than any 'well-dressed' woman could be. There before me, in living breathing Technicolor, was my fantasy.

Looking playfully down at my ballooning boxer shorts, she said, "Hey there, handsome. Sorry I got you up."

I didn't know what to say, and I don't know what I did say. I think I stammered, maybe smiled nervously, but before I could react she gently prodded me inside and pushed me down on the nearby lounge.

"I hear you need some lessons," cooed my pigtailed beauty, "think I could be of service?"

And with this she lay down on the rug in front of me and tucked up her legs to display the sexiest and simplest pair of white panties I had seen. With a coy expression she chewed on her lip, slipped her thumbs inside her waistband and looked at me with eyes that extended an unspoken invitation.

I don't know how I moved, but somehow I floated across the room, knelt before her and gently grabbed the waistband that she held out for me. I slid the panties down her leg, going slowly out of a mixture of fear and a desire. A perfectly shaved mound, smooth and inviting, greeted my eyes and I slowly admired her legs as the panties slid down to rest on her chunky shoes. Lovingly I lifted her legs and slowly removed one shoe, then the other. I looked up and she was chewing on her lip again like the naughty schoolgirl I imagined her to be. I smiled back – at this point we didn't need words.

I returned my attention to her feet which rested teasingly in my lap, and I lifted one leg to slide down the socks that hid her shapely calves. With each movement, more of her beauty was revealed, until finally the first sock came off to reveal the kind of feet and toes that would drive any man wild. Soft, supple and slender with perfect toes – at this point all my inexperience left to be replaced by pure instinct. I gently licked one toe then another, and looked up to meet her approving gaze.

Sitting up, supported by her hands which stretched out just behind her, my plaid-skirted fantasy let her head fall back as she exhaled contentedly. I took this as her approval, but right now this was what I wanted anyway. Gently I gave my time to each toe - licking, sucking and caressing - then I started to make my way up her foot with the same loving attention to touch and detail. I kissed the inside of her ankles as I slowly made my way up those shapely calves, taking in every curve and nuance of her body. I didn't really know what I was doing and yet somehow I did – and the contented sighs only served to urge me onwards.

I stopped at the knees and gently kissed the inside of one, then the other, hovering for a little while as I gently pressed them apart. At this point I moved in closer as I anticipated nearing that sacred place and as I did I found my groin rubbing against those toes I had so lovingly served only minutes ago. This time I groaned involuntarily and couldn't help but to adopt a gentle, but steady, rubbing motion against them. Until this time I had been breathing deeply and my breath had got more ragged, but I hadn't really uttered anything. Now I moaned slightly as my body moved in a natural rhythm and her toes joined my primal dance.

Feeling more aroused than I had in all my days, I returned to that point above her knee, just before the thighs began, and planted my gentle kisses inside one and then the other. Perhaps I wasn't as gentle as I had been before, but I was still doing all I could to restrain myself, and the sounds coming from my blonde companion only seemed to encourage my efforts not admonish me. I reached her thigh and flipped the skirt right back, so that I could continue my work uninterrupted. I kissed and licked at her inner thighs, blew my warm breath gently upon them, and once again used my hands to separate her legs and give me room. I paid homage at her Amazonian altar and admired her most secret womanly attributes. I was hungry now and it was time to dine.

Leaning my face in, I could see without a shadow of a doubt that she was ready. The blood pulsing in my ears was drowning out her noises, but there was no mistaking the glistening wetness that caught the soft sunlight as it slipped between the wooden blinds. I could see it; I could smell it and soon I would taste it – but not just yet .... First it was time to tease a little more and to tantalize. It was like tenderizing meat before some extravagant banquet, and yet no meal in the past could prepare me for what lay ahead. Softly I blew across her silky wetness again and felt her whole body shudder as her legs clamped around me.

Subconsciously she was urging me inwards, but it wasn't going to be that easy. I licked gently up her slit and placed kisses upon it, then turned my attention back to the tiny folds of flesh where leg and groin meet. I licked gently at these spots either side of her glory and nuzzled my nose against her wetness as I did. Like a bolt of electricity her hips bucked at my face and I found my mouth firmly against her gorgeous mound now.

This is where the feast began – for both of us. My tongue snaked its way carefully inside and I lapped it back quickly to taste of her precious juices. She smelled beautifully of soap and lotion, but there was something else there as well – a primal and sweet smell that sent all the right messages straight to my brain. I was in heaven and I was taking her there with me. My tongue re-entered those gentle gates and I started to lap upwards, searching for that precious jewel that would set off all her alarms. I didn't know exactly what I was looking for, but I knew when I found it. There was no hunting that needed to take place, no deep exploration that needed to be done – it was already there, and it was there for the taking.

At this point my tongue took on a mind of its own and started flicking softly but persistently against the gem I had found. It played a staccato rhythm that no human being could ever really dance to, but my fantasy woman was now doing her best to keep up. Partly out of necessity and partly from the pure lust that now coursed through my body, I closed my mouth around her as my tongue continued its work.

I heard muffled sounds, but the silky smooth scarves planted firmly around each ear made it difficult to tell what was being said. I thought I heard the word "don't" then later I thought I heard the word "stop," so I pulled away slightly out of fear that I had offended or hurt my new companion. It was then that I heard the words again, only this time I realized that they were coming much closer together and it was only her breathing that made her pause between.

"Don't .... Stop .... Don't Stop."

I leaned in again and began my attack anew. Hearing her pleas, seeing her heaving chest and feeling her ragged breath urged me on more than ever before. All the while her feet continued to massage me - firm but being careful not to cause any permanent damage. Finally her feet flew away as though she had been struck by lightning and her legs began to move all over the place. The guttural moans become unintelligible screams and peaked at a crescendo where her body stiffened and stopped moving for a moment.

At this point I moved back and admired her body, stiff in the moment of ecstasy and then slowly starting to writhe and squirm again. With her hands she beckoned me upwards and I leaned in to approach her glowing, but sweaty, face. I'll never forget the smile she gave me right then – it was better than any orgasm I could ever have. With true affection she drew me right in and then we kissed – boy, did we kiss. I still didn't know what was happening or where she had come from, but I no longer cared. All I knew is that I had a long day ahead ...



Pigtails and Plugs



"Good morning, my love." I feel my husbands hand roving down my back and over my buttocks. 

"Mmm, morning." I stretch out and his hand squeezes my bottom, a finger slipping between the cheeks. I gasp and his finger slips up and down, teasing me, urging me to lift up from the bed. "Someone's horny this morning." 

"Yes, you must have been having a fun dream, darlin', you're sopping wet." his fingers slip inside me, just a little way and I buck my hips, wanting him to drive further. "Slut." He hisses and moves his juice-covered fingers higher and plays with my tighter hole, rubbing around then sliding the very tip of a finger inside my arse. I pant and moan, excited by this play, wanting more, so much more, than the tease I'm being offered. 

"Yes baby, I know." Kev croons, stroking my hair. "My little whore wants more, she needs filling. I'm ahead of you on this one."

Kev's fingers leave my body, and I whimper. I wait for him to get to his knees behind me, to fill the now aching void between my thighs. My eye brow raises quizzically as I hear a plastic sounding click-clack from the area of the bedside cabinet. I'm just about to ask, when something cold and gooey lands between my cheeks, just above my anus. 

"I've got something special for you baby, today is a special day." I quickly flick through my mind, making sure I've not forgotten a birthday or anniversary, then Kev continues as he slips his now cold, lubed finger back into my arse. "five years ago, to this very day, I took your virginity. Today, I'm planning to celebrate that in a very unique way." 

He slips a second finger into my aching rectum and I mewl with pleasure. It always feels so dirty, so perverted, when he plays with my arse. I love how narrow the gap is between pain and pleasure when his fingers are inside such a private, personal place. I can't believe the bliss that shoots through me as he manages to push in another finger. He begins to see-saw them in and then out of me, making me gasp and pant and grasp tightly at the pillow cradling my head. 

"I love you so much, my horny slut. I am going to fill you with my plug now, baby." He feels me stiffen with fright and his spare hand gently rubs my back. "I know, I know, baby. You're going to love it so much, you're going to leave it in till I come home from work." 

Now I really begin to struggle, all friggin' day? I don't bloody well think so! I'm just about to voice my objections when his calm voice continues. "But I will be back at noon. I have booked some time off work. We're going on holiday, somewhere where we can celebrate this very special anniversary." His fingers slip from my hole, and I feel empty. 

My mind is reeling. The feeling of my virgin ass being plied and stretched coupled with the exciting news about a surprise getaway is almost too much to bear, so when I feel a hard, un-giving object between my butt cheeks I cannot think clearly. It is obviously the plug, and it has been well lubricated. I can feel the coolness of it as the rubberised stopper presses against my tight hole, until my body gives, letting it inside. 

Fuck, it feels big. I've seen it, and I know it is not that wide, an inch or so at most, but it feels massive and I keen with pain and struggle beneath my husbands hand. 

"Hush darlin' relax, you can take this." his free hand slips beneath me and manipulates my clit. The pleasure buds from there, throbbing throughout my whole cunt, spreading to my buttocks and finally to my arsehole. I mange to relax, and feel the plug slipping a little further. The full feeling is not nice, it's uncomfortable and I'm so tempted to scream out, to yell out for him to stop, but he keeps his finger gently on my clit and the ecstasy pulsing from there urges me on. 

It slips deeper and deeper and I writhe, I breathe deeply and moan as it slides in further. It's exciting me now, and not just because of the constant pleasure on my clit. I can feel real, sexy vibes pulsing from around the plug, and as I feel the tips of my husbands fingers retreating, I know it is now properly seated inside of me. 

His fingers retreat from my clit and I cry out from the cruelty of it. "Not now slut. I've got to go. I will be back in oh, two and a half hours or so. Pack our bags, find the passports and be waiting for me when I come home, dressed in your uniform. Keep the plug in till I return. Good girl." 

And with that, he jumps off the bed and out of the bedroom door. I'm left on all fours, something protruding from my bottom. I roll over gingerly, and wince as my bottom hit's the mattress and the plug pushes in a fraction more. It's painfully erotic, like I've been denied an orgasm for hours and I'm almost cramping in need. 

The damn thing has only been in for five minutes, I've got to make it for at least another couple of hours. I ease myself out of bed, Kev didn't tell me not to masturbate, but I know instinctually that I shouldn't. Now where the hell are those passports? 


This damn plug is driving me crazy, I'm mincing around like a gay guy at Mardi Gras and still every move sends shock waves through me. Sometimes I feel it's so pleasurable I can't stand it and at others it's too painful to bear. The suitcase is packed, the passports have been found and now I'm pulling myself into my uniform. I've got my hair into pigtails (it seems to be my most frequent hair-do now, I can level them up with my eyes closed!) and within moments, I'm fully uniformed. 

I hope I don't have to wait much longer. I think I may just explode, and possibly not in a good way either. It aches, it throbs, it just keeps my focus on my butt and I swear I have no idea what I've packed. All I can think about is my bottom and how much I need to get this thing out, or at least have it moved slowly in and out, in and out, in...

The door startles me and I jump a little, becoming yet more aware of my anal tormentor and I am very, very relieved to see my darling husband striding in through the front door.

I want to run into his arms, but I stay very still, hoping he'll relieve me of this pain in the arse! 

"Hey love!" He smiles. "I see you've managed to pack the bags, great. Are you ready to go?" 

My face must have dropped like a grand piano from a top floor flat. I swear, I was on the verge of tears, I couldn't cope with thinking about this thing being in place for even ten more minutes. 

Kev laughs loudly. "I'm joking baby, I'm joking. Come on upstairs with me, I'm going to give you some relief." 

"Thank God!" I sigh and join in his laughter, following his tight, tasty bottom up the stairs. 

"On the bed, love." He barely has to ask , I'm there on my knees, proffering up my posterior. His hand flips up my skirt and rips down the damp, white cotton panties until they hang loosely around my knees. 

"Oh God, that is one hell of a sight." He groans, then I feel his fingers in my crack, prising my buttocks apart. I can feel the plug holding on to me as I'm stretched wide, I feel it slip a little, and I gasp, waiting for his fingers to pull the plug, so to speak, but he doesn't. I hear his pants being discarded, and I wonder, I wonder where that cock is going to end up.

I am not left wondering for long. A hot, wet cock tip is soon rubbing up and down my slit and a moment later it smoothly slips inside. My pussy pulls him in, and I am shocked at how different it feels, with the plug still snuggled in my arse. With every thrust into me, I feel the plug strain deeper and I gasp as the cock and the plug meet and rub against one another, through the thin barrier that is me. 

Words, sounds, hisses are dripping from my lips, but my mind is not aware of what they are. I just have to let it out, this build up of sheer sexiness, it has to be released. 

"You know, I've been thinking of you," Kev pants, thrusting harder "thinking of you with this plug inside of you and I've been hard, oh fuck, so hard thinking about doing this." He moans and his hips thrust harder, and I can feel his cock throbbing inside me, hitting my sweet spot and making me gurgle in pleasure. 

"Fuck me, baby." I whisper it, the words sticking in my dry throat. "Cum for me, fill me. Oh God Kev, yes, oh fuck, yes!" 

"My Slut, my sweet slut." he groans and the tempo increases, the plug in my ass moving in unison with the cock in my cunt, rubbing me in all the right places, teasing me and taunting me to orgasm. As I peak, I hear him roar and I shriek as my orgasm screams from inside me. It rips through my body, devastating me, pulling me apart with high intensity pleasure. 

"I love you." my husband whispers as he slips from me and gently insinuates his fingers between my cheeks and oh, at last, relieves me of the pressure in my arse. I swear that I orgasm again as the plug is pulled, and I fall flat down on my stomach, panting. 

"Happy Anniversary," Kev nuzzles up to me, kissing the back of my neck. "but we need to get to the airport. Are you up to walking?"

"Uh huh." I pant and pull myself up. "I think I can just about manage that."

"Good." he replies with a grin. "because once we get where we're going, you're going to be spending a lot of time in bed or on your back, or on all fours -but not walking, I promise you that." 



Pigtails and Porn



Pigtail Tales Part 3

 This story is the follow up to "Pigtails." and "Pigtails and punishment." It is easily read on it's own but if you want to read similar stories along this theme feel free to read the other two chapters mentioned, thank you. 

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I know I shouldn't be here right now, fingers buried between my sweet pussy folds, my eyes trained upon the video playing across my computer screen. I know I should be cleaning and tidying and not masturbating, but when I get that tingling feeling in my pussy I can't concentrate on anything else until it is appeased. My husband would not be happy, I'm supposed to be saving myself for him, building up the desire and waiting for him to fulfil my need.

I've managed it for two days so far, but I was more than a little bit pissed off last night when he came home from a late meeting and went straight to bed! So today I have changed into my schoolgirl uniform, ready for my husband's home coming so he'll not be able to resist giving me some relief!

The only problem being that the swish of my pigtails as I move, the constriction of my tight white top squeezing my boobs and sweeping over my nipples has gotten me so hot that my mind is filled with lust and the husband is late coming home. So here I am, watching a naughty young lady being spanked with a ruler over the teachers desk, her skirt flicked up, her panties around her knees, her bottom already ruddy pink from her punishment and the close up shots showing the juices already slick on her inner thighs.

My thighs are just as slick, if not slicker in fact, I can feel an orgasm just a quick finger stroke away, when suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder, making me jump and yelp, 

"And what do you think you're doing?" 

Kev is standing directly behind me, he spins the black office chair round so I am facing him, the file still playing on the computer screen behind me. 

"Erm, Research?" I smile at him cheekily, my cheeks red with the thrill and embarrassment of being caught.

"I think you were masturbating! Were you?" His fingers tap out a rhythm on the back of my chair, and I know he is annoyed at me for not doing as we arranged,

"No, no, no, no. I wasn't masturbating, I was just researching new ideas in school uniform, Sir."

I drop my gaze to the floor, where my toe dances nervously in a figure of eight, the knee high sock slipped down to mid calf. 

"Stand up!" he barks and I respond without thought, knowing not to mess with him any further.

"Bend over!" He turns me round to face the computer screen then presses down on the small of my back till I bend over, resting my hands on the edge of the desk, Just in front of the keyboard. 

With one easy motion he flicks up my skirt and tuts loudly,

"Still not wearing knickers! Slut. I see I shall have to buy you some, or you'll always be walking around bare arsed under your shorter than regulation skirt!"

Silence falls and I hold my breath, letting it out in a long drawn out moan as his finger slides down the centre of my moist crack,

"Liar!" He roars and brings his hand down on my buttock hard, once, twice and again in quick succession making me yelp and flinch.

"You are such a slut, you couldn't even wait two days for your carnal pleasures could you, slut." He emphasises the word slut, with a hard slap across my tingling butt flesh, making my pussy ooze yet more of it's juices down my already sticky thighs. 

Rolling my eyes I can look up to the action carrying on, on screen, the clip has returned to the beginning and the teacher has just pulled down the young porn star's panties and has raised the ruler into the air, readying it to drop onto her fat, juicy buttocks. 

"Now, that is a good idea!" Kev chuckles and then rummages in the desk drawer beside me, I grip the cool, smooth edge tighter as I realise what is to come. 

The snap of the hard stiff wooden ruler on my backside is like nothing I have ever felt before, the intense stripe of pain makes me squeal and the second, laid almost on top of the first, makes me yell out my discomfort.

"Maybe this will make you behave." Kev's voice is determined in tone and I feel another hard thwap of wood against flesh.

"I'm sorry Sir!" I yell out, tears now in my eyes, this new experience of real, harsh pain, tempting me to beg him to stop. "I'll be a good girl, I'll be your good girl, Please, Sir, no more!"

Another whish and a harder slap lands roughly on my sore, reddened skin and I realise now why the woman in the clip cries out so much, this bloody hurts! However I am still aware of how wet and aroused I am, the delicious contrast of pain in my backside and sweet pleasure in my pussy the only thing stopping me from giving in right now, and putting a stop to this little game.

Gently, Kev's large hand smoothes over one buttock and then the other, the contact at once calming and jarring, making me both painfully aware of the stripes and his deep and soulful love for me. 

With one hand on each buttock he gently peels them apart, exposing me completely to his gaze, 

"Hold yourself for me a moment, slut." he asks, and I reach round behind myself, pulling my cheeks apart whilst awkwardly resting my shoulders on the desk, my head bent to one side.

As I strain to hold my bizarre position, I feel something wet and cool dribbled between my cheeks, my husbands thick fingers rubbing and smoothing it into my skin, his fingers slipping into my pussy easily and then moving to work on my tighter, less slippery arsehole. Gently he works his index finger into my resisting hole, I grit my teeth, enjoying the kinkiness of the action, forcing myself to breathe out and relax, making the digits passage easier. I love anal sex, it's raw, passionate and dirty and I moan my delight as he forces a second finger inside me. 

He see-saws the fingers in and out of my hole, loosening me up and sending thrills of passion through my body at the same time. I moan disappointedly as his fingers leave me, then gasp in delight as his hard cock slips into my warm wet pussy, one finger working its way back inside my tight hole . 

I let go of my own buttocks then, having to bring my hands back to the desk to balance on as he hammers into me, making my cunt spasm around him, making me squeal and gurgle with delight. His pace is fast and relentless and I feel myself building up to the release I am so eager to have, just as I sense I am reaching the very brink, Kev pulls out, causing me to sob in frustration.

"Right, stand up slut!" I turn around and face him, my head lowered, my pigtails drooping in front of my damp eyes.

"I do believe that is enough punishment for now slut, and now I think it's time you prove to me just how very sorry you really are." 

He sits down on the swivel chair, and with a sweep of his hand gestures underneath the desk. Without further instruction I bend to my knees and crawl painfully into the knee cavity beneath the heavy desk, then ponderously swing around so my face is just about in my husbands crotch. His cock is hard and straining, and my heart thumps with pride, knowing that it is my body that has turned him on to this extent. 

His hand fishes around under the desk and slips round the back of my head, pushing me down to his crotch, and then retreating. I take the initiative and extend my tongue to bathe him from base to tip and down again, tasting my sweet musky juices on him, feeling the thick, slick liquid coat my tongue and slip down my throat. I wiggle back onto my heels, trying to spread my weight so my buttocks don't rub too painfully against my heels, but however I move I can still feel the sharp ache of the ruler marks on my bum. 

I hear Kev clicking upon his mouse, and wonder what he's doing, then I hear a new clip starting, the whipping, thudding noise of the ruler has been replaced by the sound of flesh slapping against flesh and the female squeaks of sore buttocks enduring a long hard fucking. 

These impassioned moans, remind me of my mission, and I set to kissing Kev's large balls, gently sucking the soft skin between my lips as I run one hand softly up and down his shaft, after a few moments I swap to sucking his long, tasty cock in between my plump lips, my fingers gently massaging his tightening orbs and I am rewarded by hearing him muffle a moan. 

I continue bouncing my lips up and down and inch my fingers down between my thighs,

"Ah, ah!" I hear Kev from above the desk and over the yelping of the porn actress, "No pleasure for you, slut!" 

I move my hands back up to his inner thighs, stroking and teasing them and renew my vigorous sucking of his cock, I adore this; the taste of him in my mouth, the feel of his strong warm flesh undulating and twitching in reaction to the ministrations of my lips and tongue. I feel so powerful in this position of humility, I control him as much (If not more) than he controls me, as I hold the power of his orgasm in my mouth. 

Up and down, the rhythm intensifying, his hand reaching down and pushing me onto his cock, right down till my nose is nestled in his public hair as his cock explodes and I feel him pumping directly down the back of my throat, the next spurt spilling over my lips as his hand loosens its grip and I move up for air. I feel the warm unctuous fluid flowing down over my lips and dripping down into the deep "v" of my cleavage.

He pushes back from the desk and I crawl out and up into his lap, eager to feel his arms around me. 

"I love you, my sweet slut." he whispers into my ear as I snuggle in the warmth of his embrace, my head resting on his shoulders "and if you're a good girl tomorrow, I'll let you have the release you crave for."

I smile up to him and lay a sweet, light kiss upon his lips, 

"I'll be a good girl for you, Sir. I love you." 

I cannot wait to see what tomorrow brings! 



Pigtails and Postman



 This story is Part four of the pigtail Tales." and is a follow up to "pigtails, Pigtails and Porn and Pigtails and Punishment. However, it works well as a stand alone story, but if you want to read more works along the same theme I recommend the others in this series. Thanks for reading! 

"Who's knocking now!" A loud rapping at the door has me running down the stairs, pigtails and unbuttoned white shirt flapping. Another loud knock and I shout,

"Hang on, I'm coming!" Striding across the living room I button up my shirt the best I can, pressing my breasts down and doing up an extra button, but I am still aware of a large amount of tit-flesh flowing over the top. My school girl's outfit is not something I would choose to open the door in, but needs must I suppose. If this is my husband home early, teasing me, I'll throttle him!

I twist the door latch and poke my head around the door, 

"Hello?" 

I see a young man dressed in rough looking, navy-blue trousers and a short-sleeved white top holding a small parcel in his big, strong hands. 

"Hello madam, Are you Mrs Victoria Rodgers?" His voice is soft and melodic, the accent deep and refined, the tone sonorous. 

"Yes, yes, that's right." I reply, my cheeks flushing as I am very aware of my current state of attire and also aware I'm going to have to open the door to accept the parcel. 

"Delivery for you, Victoria." I think it's weird for him to use my first name, but I smile back and rather reluctantly, pull back the door. 

His dark, heavy eyes travel the length of my body, starting at my pigtails, lowering to my tight, cleavage-making white shirt , over the short, grey pleated skirt to the knee high socks beneath. 

"Fancy dress." I mutter and giggle nervously. 

"Well you'll win first prize with that outfit I'm sure!" he replies; a cheeky, almost lewd bend to his smile, "You've made my day, I can tell you that!"

I grin back, coyly looking down to the floor and admiring his long, strong legs and the definite bump growing in the crotch area of his trousers.

"Here." he passes over the parcel, I send up a prayer of thanks that the buttons on my top hold as I lean over. "All I need now is a signature." He pats his chest pocket, and then his trouser pockets and a perplexed look rests on his eyebrows. "I had a pen here somewhere,"

"I've probably got a pen in here." I smile, my heart thudding, "Come in a moment and I'll find one." 

He grins at me, eyes twinkling as I hold the door open for him. He follows me in, pushing the door to, but not shutting it fully behind him. I stride across the living room to the desk in the corner and root around in the drawers for a pen, I forget what I am wearing and bend at the waist, it is not until I hear the not -so- muted groan from the delivery guy that I realise he is getting an eyeful of my wet slit at this very moment. 

I grab a pen and straighten up, turning around I take off the lid and point it at him, at that moment I realise it is a fountain pen, and the next thing I notice are several blue blobby marks appearing on his bright white shirt. 

"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry!" I fluster, my hands waving in front of me , I look to the left and right of me, searching for something to clean him up with.

"You are a naughty girl aren't you?" I look up, hearing the seductive tone to his voice, and bite my lip. 

"Yes, Sir." I reply, just about realising the full intensity of what I am starting here, slipping into my role easily, almost forgetting this man is a stranger and not my husband. 

My husband. Shit, he could be back at any moment!

"Let me get some water and a cloth maybe we can dab the blots out..." I am still flustering, on the brink, wondering if I can step over the line, wanting to back out and run in, both at the same time, the urges pulling apart my insides. 

"Forget the shirt. I'll wash it later. Right now young lady you need a spanking." He slaps his hand down on the desk beside me and I jump, startled. 

"Oh but, well my husband will be back any minute..."

"Well, you need punishing now, bend over." His body language is imposing, his shoulders and chin squared, I lean back from him, my bottom pressed hard against the edge of my table, my breasts thrust out, my head thrown back and my green eyes overflowing with apprehension. 

"No, no, please, I'll find another pen and sign, then you can go." I try and make my voice firm but it quavers, and he picks up on my hesitancy, as if he knows my pussy is aching with lust right now as my body shakes with trepidation.

"Young lady do not make this worse than it already is. Bend over this table NOW!"

He points, his arm straight and straining with purpose towards the desk and I respond, scared now that he may get violent with me, violent in a non-pleasurable kind of way. 

I turn round and lean over the desk, my breasts crushed down on the hard surface, my wet pussy revealed to his strange, hungering eyes once more.

"That's better." he pats my butt then slowly draws back the grey pleated skirt and folds it up my back, the whole of my bottom, all of my most private parts exposed to this man and vulnerable to his attack. 

What would Kev think if he walked in right now? He'd go bloody ballistic! A hard, stinging slap bursts it's fiery imprint on my backside, putting all thoughts of my husband from my mind.

"Ouch!" I yell, this hurts more than when my soft, sensitive, sweet husband spanks me and I yell once and again as his hard hand slaps down a couple more times on my rapidly reddening butt. 

"Shush slut." he hisses, the blows still raining down and a hot tingle spreading over my arse and down between my thighs, heating me in not a particularly painful way, in fact it's more of a sensual, arousing simmer. 

The blows stop, I hear the sound of a zip slipping down and then an engorged, full cock slips up and down my hot wet crack.

"Please, no, I'm married!" I cry, I can't let this go any further, I'm horny, but I love my husband, I love him so much. One of those strong hands grips the back of my neck, pushing me harder down onto the desk 

"Shut up prick tease, I'm getting the fuck you've promised me since you opened the door in that outfit." 

His cock forces inside me, but to my embarrassment it slips in easily, my pussy slick with the juices the bubbled up through my spanking. 

"I knew you wanted it." he moans as he slips in and out of my contracting cunt which is feeling a new cock for the first time in a long time. 

I whimper and moan, the fear and self loathing fading away as my arousal heightens, but I know they will return full force once this man is out of my living room. This man, I don't even know his name for fuck's sake, and I'm enjoying the feel of his cock ploughing into my hot, juicy cunt. 

"You're one hot bitch." He growls, pressing down harder on my neck, slapping up against my sore buttocks with every thrust, making me whimper with the renewed sting of my reddened flesh. 

His other hand insinuates under me, his fingers slipping through my wiry pubic bush till they dip down my slit, bumping over my sensitive clit. His fingers slip up and down in rhythm with the way he fucks me, my cheek hard down on the desk, my nostrils filled with the scent of furniture polish, my ears filled with the groaning wails and slapping flesh as my body winds up closer and closer to the edge of orgasm.

In the moment I close my eyes and give myself over to this domination, enjoying the hard and fast throbbing of my cunt as my body is wrapped and tangled in the constraints of orgasm, until it subsides and I sob for what I have done. The delivery man withdraws from my slippy insides and pulls me up by the hair, spinning me round he forces me to my knees in front of him, my nose level with his wide bobbing cock, the smell of his juices and mine assaulting my senses as he takes his dick in hand and commences pumping up and down. 

A few strokes and he's exploding all over my face, zipping up and heading for the door, a signature on his paper, his signature dripping off my face. 

I sink into the sofa and weep, weep with shame and guilt and foreboding. Kev is going to go crazy, he'll divorce me! He'll not believe he forced himself on me, he'll blame me for letting him in in the first place. 

"rat a tat tat." 

That's him now. 

My whole body tightens with fear. 

Fuck. 

I'm in trouble now. 



Pigtails and Pumpkins



Halloween doesn't bother me, I don't usually dress up, I never tricked or treated as a kid (it just isn't a big thing in England) and I don't do Halloween parties now. However tonight I am dressed up, and my body feels like there is a party going on. 

I feel like my school uniform is my second skin these days, my husband frequently requests that I wear it, and I eagerly acquiesce. Tonight, is another of those nights. As soon as Kev came in from work he asked me to go upstairs and bring down my uniform, now I am standing before him, my every day clothes in a pile at my feet, my body completely unveiled for him to see. 

"Put your uniform on for me." He says, and I turn to the side to pick up the first article, but before I do, he adds "do it sexily." I'm a little caught off guard, how do you get dressed sexily? I know you can strip in a sensuous way, but how do you make putting clothes on a turn on?

I start by slipping my tush into tight fitting white cotton knickers. It certainly makes me feel horny. They are so tight and constricting, they make me extra aware of my pouting sex lips, and the juices that are already dripping down and soaking into the pristine cotton. I glance towards my husband and I can see he is enjoying the view, his hands gently caressing the bump under his smart suit pants. I slip on the skirt, then pull up each of the long, white knee-high socks and hear his groan as he glimpses my crotch, wet behind it's material barrier. 

Just as I'm desperately trying to button up my tighter than tight white blouse, the doorbell rings. 

"Damn trick or treaters." I curse as I continue to fumble. 

"Well, go and open the door." My husband says, smiling with a sadistic glint to his eye. 

"Pardon?" I stop fumbling and look directly at him. 

"Now." he doesn't shout the word, he doesn't make it into an exclamation, his voice just growls and rumbles and I know he means business. Trying to press my breasts down into the confines of my blouse, I dash over to the front door, the top button gives up the fight and pops off as I reach the door. I curse and fumble with the latch, holding the door in front of me and peering round the edge. 

I am rather taken aback when on my doorstep are not two little kiddie monsters but two adults in costume. The man is a vampire, the long black cloak looking rather like a head teachers robe. But the fake pointed, bloodied teeth define the wearers vampiric status. The lady is wearing, well, exactly the same thing I am. Tight, white shirt with her gorgeous breast spilling out of the top, short pleated skirt, socks and pretty little flat shoes. 

"Trick or treat?" they grin, both holding out half- filled plastic pumpkin heads. 

"Sweets. Yes, erm, I'll have to see what I can find." I stammer and go to turn back into the house, just as I do, the man with the twilight eyes and the plastic fangs says,

"Kev invited us round for a special Halloween party." Something about the way he said those words make my stomach flip, and just as I turn my head to ask Kev, his voice carries an affirmative that he had invited some friends round.

I open the door and welcome the guests through, keeping the wooden barrier between us. The lock clicks as I close up behind us. My mind working overtime to try and work out what Kev has in store for me tonight.

"Vicky, hurry up, please!" I rush into the living room and see my husband dressed in a similar cloak to his friend, lustily squeezing the other visitors barely clothed breast. 

"Ahh, here you are. Come here and make Sean's acquaintance." 

I walk over, smiling nervously. I'd never met either of these people before, I thought I knew all of my husbands friends, but obviously I don't. Then a thought hits me, they don't have to be my husband's friends, they could be new acquaintances, invited here for my pleasure. He's always teasing me about sex with another couple. 

I smile up at Sean, and he smiles down at my breasts, then a big, tough hand reaches out and delves into my top, popping off another straining button and grasping my white orb in his hand. 

"Nice to meet you." he says, turning to his partner, "Mmm, she has the most amazing breasts, Jen. You'll love them." 

Ok, so yes, I'm completely perverted. Now I know it. A stranger, just greeted me by fondling my tit, commented upon it's fineness to his wife, and I'm horny, not outraged. I want to fuck. I want to fuck here, now.

"Though she's ruined her school shirt man, What are you going to do with her?" Sean grins and my husband grins back. 

"Will you start sorting her out? I just need to get something." 

It's a whirl of action, he moves, she moves and I am suddenly draped over strange, strong knees. My skirt is flipped up, my knickers pulled down, no seduction, no teasing, no messing about. I'm dizzy with lust and the cry bursting from my lips when his hand slaps my flesh is not of pain, but of ecstatic pleasure. 

Raising my gaze from the dark carpet I look into the un-seeing eyes of two pumpkins, then directly into the naked crotch of a woman I've never even said a word to. She's sitting on the chair opposite, her legs spread and her exposed pussy glistening with excitement.

The crack of hand against my buttocks, is regular and strong, my skin is stinging and singing with sensitivity and I'm yelping. It's strange how my voice sounds like someone else's, but then this whole set up is like a scene from a porno movie. I mean, I'm even starting to long to run my tongue up and down Jen's hairless crack and I'm straight. I am completely turned on, everything is sex, everything erotic. 

"Cheers mate." Kev's voice cuts through my thoughts and his hand helps me up off Sean's lap, I feel Sean's cock twitch as my now completely freed breasts brush over his crotch. As soon as I'm standing up, I'm pushed down and my hot buttocks encounter the cold, hard wood of a dining room chair. The air hisses from between my teeth as the wood stings and then the cold soothes my flesh.

"Now your punishment really begins." Kev smiles wickedly as he kneels in front of me and ties my ankles to the front legs of the chair with soft twine, his lips brush the inside of my knee then he moves behind me, tying my arms behind the straight back of the dark-wood chair. 

I must look so wanton, my blouse ripped open at the front, my skirt hitched up around my waist, my knickers-hey, where are my knickers?-anyway, wanton and horny, that's me. All I can do is watch as my husband walks over to Sean and Jen. 

Jen is down on her knees, her mouth working hard on Sean's hardness as he sits on the sofa, and what a wonderfully thick, juicy hardness it is. Kev sits down next to his friend having already lost his trousers. I just want to feel his cock in my mouth now. I lick my lips as I anticipate it's taste, but all I can do is sit here whilst Jen does the business on two highly desirable cocks. 

The two men smile at each other, as the slut on the floor in front of them goes crazy, fisting one swelling dick whilst sucking the other.

My heart is grasped by jealousy as I watch Sean stand up, allowing my husband to lie down and stretch out. Jen's lips lock back around his cock and I see the light of lust in her eye and long to be licking him myself. I strain to move, to touch myself, and find that I can manage to make my knees meet in the middle and by wiggling in my seat, I can exert the smallest fraction of friction on my hungering clit. 

Jen is straddling my husbands strong thighs now and although I cannot see, I know his cock is slowly sliding into her slippery slit. There's the stab of envy, the jolt of jealousy but Kev is looking at me, his eyes are on me alone as this hot brunette bounces and moans on his cock. I smile at him, knowing this is all for me, this is all for my pleasure. I feel so very loved at this moment, yet more confirmation I am twisted and perverted!

"Hey, Slut, sit still or else." Kev says, with a wicked glint in his eye, "Sean will punish you and you wouldn't want that, would you?" 

Well, yes I would actually, but I'll sit still, for now, and try wiggling some more later, when I'm not being so closely observed. 

Jen's boobs are beautiful, Sean has just yanked them out of her cute tied up top and is playing with her large, hardened nipples. My nipples are jealous and I want to touch them, soothe them, excite them, but I can't. Damn, this IS torture. It's getting worse, Sean's cock is now just in front of Jen's face, he's rubbing his hand up and down it, she's arching her head forward to taste him, her tongue licking out in desperation and Kev's watching and moaning, enjoying the sight, feel and sound of it all. 

And the scent, I can smell them from here. Sex, pure liquid sex, filling the room with its cloying, heady aroma. It is so surreal, watching this along with the half-filled, candy carrying pumpkins. It's like, porn for all the senses and all I want, all I need, is to pull myself free of my bonds and join in. I rub my knees against one another again, being unable to resist the temptation. Am I being watched and if so, will I be punished? And Why does this thought turn me on even more? I continue wiggling and sliding on my chair, my thighs forced together, caressing my clit. I'm trying so hard to reach release but I can't exert enough pressure and I cry out in frustration.

"Stop struggling." Kev pants, "You'll get your turn soon enough. You'll have to be trained to be a good girl first though." I moan and he continues, "You're going to get to join in naughty girl, don't worry. We have something very special in mind for you!" I hear Sean chuckle, and I wonder what they have in store for me.

Jen is mewling now as Sean is working his fingers into her arse. They look shiny, but goodness knows where he's keeping the lube. Secret pocket in his cloak maybe? One finger, two and now three. She's yipping and whining and -Oh fuck, that looks so good, his cock, sinking into her tight hole. I wish I could be closer, see both of those cocks inside her. 

They're all moaning and panting and cursing now. Jen making a noise similar to that of a howling wolf as she feels those cocks filling her. Her skin is sheened with sweat and she looks so depraved, her uniform rumpled up around her, whilst being sandwich -fucked by two men. Damn! she's a lucky bitch and I wish that that was me. 

Kev is moaning louder and moving quicker, I wish I could see his cock thrusting into her, but her thigh is blocking my line of sight. His legs stiffen and he screams, emptying into the hot, wet cunt around him. I see Sean stiffen and hear his cry, the feel of my husband emptying into his partners juicy cunt must have been too much. I writhe in my seat, desperate to get myself, but there is only enough pressure to make me tingle and not enough to push me over the edge. 

"Well, now that we boy's have had our fun, I think the girls should have theirs." Kev smiles, kisses Jen and slips from beneath her. Sean meanwhile is untying me from the chair. I hadn't realised how uncomfortable I had been until now. The blood is rushing back to my hands and feet and I'm tingling all over. My muscles feel stretched and stretching is nigh on orgasmic in itself. 

"Thanks guys." I smile, "So where do you want me?" I anticipate sinking to my knees and sucking their cocks clean but Kev's reply takes me by surprise. 

"Just slip in under Jen, she needs cleaning up." 

I blink, draw breath and go for it. It's crazy, approaching another woman, another woman I've not even spoken too, and insinuating my body beneath hers. Slipping under her hanging breasts, pressing back up till I'm directly underneath her. Face to, erm, cunt. 

As I'm eyeing up the creamy, juicy situation, I feel lips pressing into my slit and tickling my tortured clit. I groan with sheer delight and my body is lit with lust and desire. I crane my neck higher, pulling her down onto my face, my hands gripping her thighs. 

She tastes as she smells; musky, sweet and salty. I can recognise the taste of my husband and that is so very sexy, I can taste my husbands cum mixed with juices exotic to my palate. My concentration actually heightens the closer to orgasm I get. I pause only momentarily to moan and to catch my breath, licking up all around her pussy, sucking on her lips, flipping my tongue over her clit till she yells out and clenches her thighs and cums for me. She clamps me against that cunt as it spasms and writhes in pleasure, as she releases me, I gasp and then groan as Jen moves away from my close to cumming cunt. 

A nervous silence falls, Jen and I straighten our clothes, the guys pull on their pants. 

"Well erm, I hope you enjoyed your treats." I giggle, having to do something to break the atmosphere. We all laugh, shake hands then Sean and Jen pick up their pumpkins and leave. 

"Well that was..." Kev starts as he walks back to me, and snuggles next to me on the sofa. "Different."

His lips touch mine and I melt into a soft, sensual kiss. 

"Did you enjoy it?" he asks, his finger tracing down my cheek.

"Oh yeah. It was...sexy." I reply. "I just wish I'd cum." 

I rub against him, spreading my thighs wide. 

"Ahh, well that's your punishment for ripping that blouse. Naughty girl..." 

I whimper and pout, I can't possibly stay aroused like this for any longer, I need my orgasm and I need it now.

"...but I can't deny my baby anything. Sit with your back to the sofa arm and spread your legs, slut." 

I comply eagerly, spreading my thighs wide and exposing my freshly licked cunt. 

"No wonder I love you, what a beautiful pussy. Now play with yourself for me baby. Yeah, slip those fingers into that hot, horny hole and play with yourself for me."

I need little encouragement, my fingers are running through my pubic hair and delving into my wetness within seconds. 

"Yes, love. Stroke that cunt baby, play with that clit. God, you're beautiful. So hot. Mmm I know you wanted to be the filling in that sandwich today baby, and soon, yes soon, you will. Mmm we're going to play with that butt plug I got you first baby." my husband's voice is ragged and I open my eyes to see him stroking his hardened cock once more. 

"Yes, we're going to train that tight, virgin arsehole of yours to enjoy being filled and stretched and fucked. We'll take it slow baby, I promise. I'm looking forward to fucking it so much, filling your tightness with my cock. Shit, I could just cum thinking about it."

My fingers are trained right on my sticky, juice-covered clit and I'm rubbing round in frenzied circles. I can imagine the feel of him in my arse. We've never done anal sex before, sure he's fingered me there, but we've just never gone any further. Now I want it, I want to feel the horny kinkiness of having his hard, thick member pressed into my most private hole. 

"Oh baby, yeah cum all over those fingers for me, my sweet slut. I can't wait to share you with another man, to feel you so full, to see you so overtaken by lust and arousal. I can imagine it now, oh God baby, I'm going to cum again soon Hun, you're the sexiest woman in the whole world." 

And I know he means it, he's just fucked another woman but I know it was for my pleasure and the knowledge is bringing me even closer to the brink. Knowing how much he loves me is the biggest turn on and my body stiffens, my nerves overload and my orgasm rattles through my body, hitting me like a super villain's punch. 

I watch as he strokes himself frenziedly, knowing that he isn't far from orgasm himself, I moan louder, then feel his warm, wet semen slipping down over my fingers and into my wet slit causing my orgasm to linger further, and my eyes to fasten closed once more. We pant in unison, our eyes locking on each other as we move to press our bodies together in a tight, loving hug. 

"You're my favourite trick baby, and my favourite treat." he kisses my neck, nipping with his teeth. "Don't ever change, my sweet, sweet slut." 



Pigtails and Punishment



The click of the kettle rouses me from my day-dream, pulling me back from the fantasy fucking of my life. I sigh and continue the mundanity of creating a casserole for dinner and let my mind wander again. I feel his hands on me, exciting me, spanking me and I squeeze my thighs together as the tingling memories flow through my body. I slam the casserole in the oven and dash into the living room and on up the stairs to my bedroom.

It took mere moments to find my crisp white blouse and my grey pleated uniform skirt and slip them onto my curvy body. I take time smoothing the white cotton socks up my legs, making sure they are straight and reach to my knees. Brushing my hair takes a long time, taming my wild russet curls is a task and a half. One pigtail and then the other come together, a few tweaks and two twirling waterfalls of hair frame my heart shaped face. Something is missing though?

"That's it!" I exclaim and take a few short skip-like steps to the wardrobe door, and there pick out a blue and white diagonally striped tie and loop it loosely round my neck. I adjust the knot to hang neatly between my reigned in breasts, just above the first fastened button of my shirt. 

One quick glance in the mirror to check the height of my pigtails match and I race back down stairs. Looking at the living room clock I realise it's not long till my husband will stop work for the day. Picking up the phone I excitedly tap out his work number and wait for him to pick up.

"Hello, Love." I smile and he stops in the middle of his phone manner patter,

"Oh hello, sweetheart. Do you want me to pick something up on the way in from work?" He replies.

"Nah, I'm cooking a casserole for tea tonight. I've got something to tell you."

"Go on." 

I hear the puzzled, intrigued note to his voice and continue,

"I have been a very naughty girl." I purr the words into the receiver, "I've put on my school uniform but I've lost all my regulation white cotton knickers, so I've left them off completely."

"You are a naughty, slutty school girl, aren't you?" Kev's voice is deep ,betraying his arousal. "I will be home in 15 minutes to spank that naughty arse of yours!"

"Yes, Sir." I reply and fidget in my comfy chair, the fingers of my free hand wandering underneath my skirt, slowly stroking at my wet and swollen pussy lips.

"When I come in I want you upstairs in my office (our bedroom love) and I want you in the corner facing the wall. I want you to really think about what you've done and the punishment you'll be receiving soon." 

The phone line burred and dropping it into its cradle I momentarily tease my clit, slipping my pointer finger up and down and up and down, making my body shudder and tingle. Holding myself back I drop my fingers from my needful pussy and run upstairs to wait in the bedroom. I stand in the corner furthest away from the door and face the wall. The time passes slowly. The images that had teased my mind all day continue to plague me: images of myself lying across my husbands lap, his hand raised above my uncovered bottom, images of his cock as it sinks into my willing cunt and the sensations that go with those pictures. I so just want to lie down on the bed and finger myself to a naughty orgasm. Actually I think I will. 

Just as I turn my body to walk over to the bed I hear the door slam and spin back round to face the corner. 

Oh God, He's home!

"Well you can follow orders sometimes then, slut." He breezed into the bedroom and clicked the door shut behind him. "Now turn around and tell me why you managed to fail to fulfill a simple dress code."

I turn around and meet his stern eyes for just a moment then drop my gaze to the floor.

"I'm sorry Sir." I start speaking and take a deep breath in, "I just completely forgot about buying the plain white knickers. I don't usually wear any..."

"Of course you don't, you're a slut." He barks, "That is no excuse Victoria, and you know it. You keep on being naughty time and time again and this time, by hell, I'm going to thrash this bad behaviour out of you!" 

Even though I am well aware that this is only a complex sexual game, my cheeks flush with shame at Kev's words. My heart pounding with apprehension.

"Yes, Sir." I reply, deep within supplicant schoolgirl role.

"Come to me now slut, and place your hands here." He commands pointing to the Bed-End.

Coming over I grasp the decorative metallic pole in both my hands and lean forward. I let out my breath heavily and his hands run up, under my skirt, and over my buttocks which flip the grey material up and over my back and expose my round globes to the cool air and my husbands hungering gaze. 

A loud tut was quickly followed by a hard slap across both buttocks. 

"Naughty Slut, What are you?"

Another, harder slap shakes my butt as I yelp my reply,

"I'm a naughty slut, Sir."

"Yes you are." The shots alternate from buttock to buttock, fast and furious, I can feel the heat being smacked into my soft rump.

"And tomorrow you will buy yourself some new knickers won't you slut?"

"Yes Sir." I pant, the heat in my buttocks seemingly seeping forward and draining into my pussy. I am so wet I can feel the juices coating my thighs.

The blows stop and my bottom throbs a rhythm, transmitting heat and excitement throughout my body. I just want to reach behind and rub myself, but I hold on and resist. I screw my brows up in confusion as Kev walks out of the bedroom door, calling back to me,

"Stay there. I've got something for you." I hear his footsteps jogging down the stairs and wonder what on earth he is doing. The footsteps bounce back up and the door clicks open. I wiggle my bottom from side to side in cheeky greeting,

"Slut." He hisses and then I hear a muted trill and several thin fronds hit my buttocks with a stimulating sting. I jump, more from shock than pain, and yelp. 

Another swish vibrates through the air then slaps its several lashes across my shuddering flesh. 

"I bought this on my lunch." He said flogging me once more, "I thought it was the perfect thing for punishing my naughty little whore. What do you think? Is my new flogger punishing enough for your arse? "

"Yes, Sir." I gasp, Kev's slaps are falling heavier now, I can hear a snapping sound as leather lashes lick my behind. 

"Good, slut. I am so glad you approve." 

I hear the flogger thudding to the floor then the metallic zing of his zip being released, followed by the soft rustle of clothing pooling on the floor. Without any further warning I feel his cock nudging between my buttocks. His hardness excites me and I push back against him, spreading my rounded cheeks further and allowing him to slip deeper into my crevice.

Up and down he rubs and I can feel the stickiness of his cock head as it smoothly glides over my anus and down to my pussy. Suddenly he thrusts forward and his engorged member pushes deep inside of me, my slick hole adjusting to envelop him with little to no effort at all. 

He bangs his whole length into me hard and fast, his hands clenching around my hips hauling him in as deep as he can go on each thrust. My body thrills with each movement, I 'd day-dreamed about this all morning and afternoon and now my hungry cunt is being filled and stretched just as I want, sensually thrilling my body.

"Fuck me, Sir!" I cry out.

"Yes, slut." He gasp's back as he holds himself deep inside of me, his rounded tummy pressing against my buttocks. "I'm going to fuck you till you scream my name and beg me to fill you with my hot cum." 

His hips begin to thrust once more and one hand moves up from its hold on my hip, up my back and neck and into my hair. Strong fingers grip one of my pigtails and then the other hand moves my body to grasp the other one.

I can feel him stretched across my body, his fingers pulling painfully on my pigtails, using them like reins to ride me. The tugging ache in my scalp actually heightens the excitement in my cunt. My neck arches back, easing the pressure on my scalp a little and I yowl and cry out my pained pleasure, sounding something like a wolf howling to the moon. 

"Yes! Scream for me, slut! Fuck, I'm going to fill you up. I'm going to fill you're slutty cunt with my cum!" 

And with one final vicious tug to my hair he presses hard into me once more and I feel his cock expand and explode inside me as he lets out a growling roar of completion. His cock still buried inside me, I move my hand down between my legs and press my pointer against my engorged clit. Up and down I rub, quickly and expertly, teasing and taunting is over now, I just want to feel my body shaking and rocking in orgasm. 

"That's it naughty slut, cum all over those fingers, squeeze my cock inside your used cunt and suck down all my juices. You want to cum don't you, slut?"

"Oh yes, Sir!" I gasp out, shuddering closer to my goal, his hands tightening in my hair again, pulling on my pigtails, driving his softening cock inside me once more. That is all I need to send my over-sensitised body right over the edge, with a gasping yell I orgasm and my cunt shudders around his cock, my thighs squeeze together around my fingers as if to keep them pressed on the button, holding onto my moment of purity.

"Good little, slut." Kev whispers in my ear as he unwraps his fingers from my hair, his cock slipping from inside me. As he straightens up he takes a deep breath and moans,

"That casserole smells good, love. Is it ready yet?"

Lifting my head and stretching my back, till I'm standing, I look at him and smile,

"Men." I roll my eyes and shake my head. "I shall go and prepare your meal now, oh Master!" 

"Good," He grins. "And be quick about it, unless you want that rosy rump of yours whipped some more?"

"Promises, promises!" I giggle and dash to the door, not quick enough though ,as his hand playfully slaps down on my once again covered arse. 

"Don't give me any cheek young lady! Anyone would think you enjoyed being punished!"

I wink and disappear around the door. 

"Enjoy it? Bloody hell, I love it!" I chuckle as I gingerly step down the stairs, already plotting my next naughtiness that will need a thorough punishing. 



Pigtails -n- Plaid



At the end of classes you arrive at my room. With such a feminine manner you sit at your desk in front of mine and pull out your book & papers. I love your cute pigtails and school uniform. Innocently & unknowingly parting your legs not realizing you are allowing me to see the outline of your puffy mound underneath your cotton panties. I detect a faint dampness as the white cotton fabric is darker in one spot.

I know you're 18 and I'm a 45 year old science teacher and a sexual encounter of any type would be devastating to my career; but, the temptation precludes all rationality. Your maturing body filled out in so many womanly ways yet innocent and oblivious to what sexual carnage may lay ahead. 

Your pencil playfully slides in and out of your mouth while you concentrate on your papers and even though you focus on the subject in front of you your maturing body has other thoughts. My cock strains in my pants aroused by your enormous breasts developed well beyond your years, the buttons of your shirt strain to contain them while I wish that just one will succumb to the force, starting a chain reaction of button-popping frenzy. Your nipples distend like diamonds aroused by your body's adolescent urges.

I can't help but wonder how many clumsy boys have tried, and maybe succeeded, in getting between your smooth thighs. They probably didn't even pay homage to what has to be a gorgeous cunt before they try to stab you with their inexperienced cocks. How many of them have you taken into your mouth allowing them to fuck it like the uncoordinated pigs that they are. I could show you things those quick-fire boys haven't dreamed of yet.

The delights of slow, sensual foreplay sliding my hands and tongue all over your sweet skin setting your wet pussy on fire until it drools and begs to be taken care of. I'll bring you to heights of ecstasy making your sex swell with desire and yearn for orgasmic release. Your succulent engorged labia along with your enflamed clit swelling in anticipation of my mustached lip tickling it as I draw my fat tongue up and down your drenched slit. I want to feel your young hips thrust against my mouth as you convulse and thrash in orgasm. I want to taste the nectar that will flow from you, my reward for a job well done.

And when the wave has subsided I expect you to return the favor but I can't resist the thought of my fat, hard cock buried deep, deep inside of you. I want you to sit on top of me in my chair. Back into me with your skirt raised and your tits exposed. I want to see the erotic round shape of your ass before you impale yourself down over my shaft. I want to feel your ass cheeks against my thighs as you bob up and down on top of my cock like a bouncy toy. Pick up your pace so I can see your pigtails dance from the force of each thrust. You are so tight and slippery spilling juices all over the both of us so quick to orgasm again as you take the cock of a real man for the first time. It fills you up and spreads you wider than any you've had before and you gasp thinking you will split in two but your arousal pushes you to take it all and the sensations are like nothing prior. Your hot cunt explodes in climax soaking us even more. Your delicious juices run down over my balls soaking my chair but I don't care. My cock feels so good buried in you I know I can't hold back much longer. I whisper in your ear and ask if I can cum on your tits and you agree with a slight whimper and breathy moan.

My balls feel heavy with fluid not having been drained in weeks. I know there will be a large load but I am driven beyond common sense with only one thought and that is to deposit my thick seed across your young, firm flesh. I lift you up, spin you around and gently position you on your knees. Your worried eyes look into mine and I look back assuring you all will be fine. You stare at my red cock as the purple head swells, ready to explode. Your splayed open shirt displays your smooth, firm tits ready to be coated as my hand uses your spent juice to slide up and down my cock. I groan and announce the imminent as my cum boils up and out. You eyes widen as a thick rope sprays across you followed by several more until they collect forming a pool which gravity forces to slide down your cleavage. More semen comes out in shorter bursts as curiosity pushes your hand to grab my cock and help me squeeze out the last few drops.

"Wow Mr. Simsbury! That was a lot!" you state staring at your hand holding my softening penis. Streams of opaque fluid dribbling down over your fingers .

To my surprise you lean forward and suck the last drops from the end of my cock with an asserted delight and then again putting a little more cock in your mouth until the third time you draw the entire length of my softening member from your mouth. Your sweet eyes look up at me while you remain on your knees and I know there will be a need for more "private study" time for my best student...