1 comments/ 26022 views/ 2 favorites A Story for Jen By: twistD As I'm wandering through the lingerie section, I notice you watching me. I can't help but blush thinking that you must realize that I am looking for me rather than someone else. I select a pair of black lacy French briefs, the kind that mould to the shape of my arse, a matching pair of suspenders and a pair of sheer black stockings with little bows at the back of the ankles. I can feel your eyes on me as I wander the aisles, trying to get the courage up to take my purchases up to the counter. I am so nervous, that I drop the packed with the stockings in them, and when I bend down to pick them up I drop everything else. My face is bright rd, as I bend down to pick them up. As I am trying to pick up the lingerie, a pair of black shiny heels stop in front of me. My eyes move up the shapely calves, encased in stockings, I followed the legs up to where they disappeared inside of a mid thigh length skirt. Realising that you would be watching me I quickly stand up and look at your face. You have a knowing smile on your face as you watch me trying to regain my composure. I drop my eyes and mumble something about them being for my girlfriend. You give me a knowing smile and take the items to the counter. I meekly follow you. Halfway to the counter you "accidentally" drop the stockings and bend down to pick them up. I am treated to an amazing view of your sexy legs all the way up to the lace tops of your stockings. While picking up the stockings you turn and notice the look of lust on my face, and the reaction in my pants. You take me by the hand and lead me back to the changing rooms. I'm blushing furiously, but follow you willingly. You turn to face me and undo the top button of your white blouse. My eyes follow every movement your hands make, and I catch a glimpse of the lacy bra you are wearing. You wait till my eyes again meet yours, and ask who I am buying the lingerie for. I quietly admit that they are for me. You smile at me and undo another button on your blouse. I can now make out the firm roundness of your lace encased breasts. "You like to wear panties?" You ask I look at the ground, blushing, and nod. You kneel on the ground in front of me and undo my belt and pants, and let them fall to the floor. I am wearing a pair of white satin panties, and my hard cock is outlined in satin, in front of your face. You poke out your tongue and trace the length of my satin covered cock, then stand up in front of me. "Do you promise to do anything and everything I say. Without hesitation. If you do, I promise you will enjoy this. If you say no then this is the last you will feel of the sexiest woman you are ever likely to meet." As you say this last line, you take my hand and rub it against your pantied pussy. I can feel your wetness soaking through the lace of your panties. I nod my agreement. Not trusting myself to speak. "Firstly you must stand there and watch. Place your hands behind your head and don't move" you order me. I place my hands behind my head, feeling very exposed in my satin panties and business shirt. You undo the rest of the buttons of your blouse and let it hang open, giving me a very sexy view. Then you run your hands over my chest, before turning around and rubbing your sexy butt in against my panty covered cock. I moan and try not to move. You slide your hands up your stockinged thighs, lifting your skirt, and hook your thumbs into your lace panties. Then in one movement, you slide them down your legs and off, again, grinding your arse against my cock. You turn around, looking at the wet spot appearing in my panties at the tip of my hard cock. You take your panties and hold them up to me, letting me smell your sexy smell, before opening my mouth and pushing the panties inside, gagging me. "We cant have you making noises," You say "The customers will hear." I nod in agreement with you. You smile at me then stand again and walk over to the corner of the room, and take a seat. You slide your hands up over the lace tops of your stockings and up to your neatly trimmed pussy. I can see the juices glistening from where I stand, motionless. You beckon me over and tell me to kneel. I drop to my knees in front of you and you pull my head to your soaking wet pussy. My tongue explores your pussy, tasting you, flicking over your hard clit. I can feel your orgasm approaching and as you get closer you stop me and pull me by my panties closer to you. My hard satin covered cock is now pressing against your wetness. You start rocking back and forward, the satin covered cock rubbing against your swollen clit, pushing you over the edge. As your stockinged legs force my cock harder against you my cock erupts spilling cum into the satin panties. You tell me to take of the panties and hand them to you. You take them from me and dip your finger into my cum, holding it to your lips and tasting me. I watch you, incredibly turned on. You hand me the French brief set I have just bought and tell me to put it on. I slide the panties up my shaved legs, then attach the suspender belt. While I am sliding the sexy stockings up my smooth legs, my cock is getting hard again. I watch you watching me, occasionally you dip your finger into the panties once more to taste me. Once I am dressed you motion me over and hold out your cum covered finger for me to lick. While I am cleaning your finger of my cum, you rub my cock through my new panties, then slide them down freeing my cock. You pull the head of my cock to your pussy and start teasing yourself with it. I bend down and kiss you, still tasting my cum in your mouth. As we kiss you slide my cock into your wetness. Taking me all the way in one smooth movement. You start to moan, and then stuff my panties into your mouth to keep yourself quiet while we fuck. Our stockings rub sexily against each other while we slowly fuck ourselves to another orgasm. A Story for Jessica "There are two ways to reach me: by way of kisses or by way of the imagination. But there is a hierarchy: the kisses alone don't work." ― Anaïs Nin She let him in, and that decided things. This was going to have to run its course, and that knowledge sent shivers through her body, grounding her like a charge. Anxious and excited her eyes meet his. Stubborn, she forced herself to keep her eyes up, locking with his gaze. She wanted to look away, felt the color rushing to her cheeks, but fought her own shyness. He would find pleasure in his effect on her; she didn't want to give him the satisfaction, not yet. His face was still. His eyes glinted with a calm, quiet hunger. The silence between them hung on the air, dense and teeming with want. Slowly, he closed the door behind himself and stepped into the room. She stepped back, playful, and watched the breath catch in his throat, evidence of his desire. Her heart beat faster seeing his reaction to her retreat and she stepped back again, keeping her eyes locked with his. His lip turned up slightly, hinting at a smile. "Come here," he said softly, his deep voice surrounding her. Chills swept again down her spine, this time focusing intensely at her core. She resisted the impulse to comply. "No." She managed to murmur her dissent. "Now." Firm, but still softly spoken, this was an unequivocal command and she knew it. "N..No," she breathed, gently shaking her head, the excitement swelling within her as she watched him tense up, his jaw tightening in a way that made her knees go weak. He drew breath sharply and she detected just the faintest hint of a quiver as he exhaled. The observation caused a sharp twinge of sensation between her legs. As she shivered gently she dropped her gaze. In the moment it took to raise her eyes back to his, he closed the distance between them. She let out a startled, soft moan as she was overcome by his intimidating stature. She was pressed against the wall behind her, one of his hands at the side of her neck. His thumb brushed her lip softly and settled on her cheek. His other hand held hers firmly. Even with one free arm, she found herself completely immobilized. The feeling was exquisite. For a moment he stared into her eyes. He was so close that she could count his eyelashes, his breath hot on her lips. "Hi," he said quietly, smiling in his victory. Before she could respond, he kissed her. His kiss was fierce, nearly animalistic, but controlled. She felt her legs start to give way and his hands went to her waist, holding her up. She kissed him back passionately. She could hear her own pulse thundering in her ears as his arms encircled her. One of his hands slipped past her waist and grasped her firmly by the buttock. She broke the kiss and gasped as she felt herself lifted up. Her stomach did somersaults as the room twisted and she hit the bed. He was on her as she fell, his knees on the bed between her legs, his hands pinning her wrists above her head. Their eyes locked again, his gaze dark, evincing only hunger. She shivered deeply in anxious pleasure, capable only of shallow halting breaths. He manipulated her body like a toy, and the intense helplessness left her aching with desire. He kissed her lips again, lightly now, and then nuzzled his face into her neck, gently kissing across her neck, from her hairline behind her ear around to her jugular notch. As his kisses made their way down his form he let go of her hands, and she spread out her arms on the bed as her back arched in anticipation. The subtle cracks in the ceiling seemed to take on some abstruse meaning as her mind went silent, his touch becoming central, inescapable. She felt the button on her jeans pop open and she let out a low moan. He stood, and removed her jeans and panties, then roughly, with a slight subtle smile pulled the shirt over her head, sitting her up in the process. Looking once again into her eyes, intensely, he reached behind her with one hand and quickly unhooked her bra. He whisked it off of her with his other hand, eyes still locked, lip curling with amusement. She felt her face flush as she covered her breasts with the hands. He breathed out, and she saw his expression soften. He gently kissed her, took her hands, pushed her back against the bed. She closed her eyes and shivered as she felt the soft hairs of his beard caress their way down her stomach. His hands held her firmly, and she twisted under his weight as his mouth found her breast. She gasped as she felt his teeth at her sensitive nipple, but he was gentle, teasing. The sensation was causing her to melt. He continued to kiss his way down her helpless form, sending wave after wave of arousal through her center. When she felt his lips on the inner thigh, she again let out a soft moan. And finally his mouth was on her. Her body tensed as his tongue explored her, every sensation charging through her body with overwhelming power. He stopped, and she heard his short tense breathing. Her effect on him caused a surge of pride, of joyous pleasure, but she wanted desperately for him to continue. Gently, his tongue found her clitoris, and he started a slow rhythmic caress. She went rigid, and let out a cry. His motion intensified. His arms were wrapped around her torso, pressing her to the bed. Her hands were at her face; she couldn't believe how intense this feeling was. Deep shudders wracked her form as his mouth continued its work. Her orgasm hit her, and she let out a cry. He stood, and she expected him to hold her, to kiss her softly again, but through her pleasure she saw the fire in his eyes. "Oh God," she said breathlessly as he suddenly held her down. One hand was at her throat, not squeezing, but holding her firmly immobile, and suddenly his fingers were inside her. He stared into her eyes as he fucked her with his fingers, his gaze determined. Her orgasm hadn't fully subsided when she felt another build violently, deep within her. She gasped and cried out again as his thumb connected firmly with her clitoris, sending her over the edge. Her cries were deep and primitive; somewhere in her mind she felt they didn't even sound like her, but then that thought too was silenced, washed away under the relentless onslaught of pleasure he was mercilessly forcing her to endure. He wasn't stopping, she realized, and felt herself weaken, a third orgasm building even on the aftershocks of the last. She lost herself then, feeling only the pleasure he gave her, his hand on her throat, fire in her lungs. It sounded like someone else was crying out. She wasn't sure how many times she came. She was his, her pleasure his concern. He stopped, let her stop, and she felt a sob break through her quieting moans. She felt emptied, broken, but it was a liberating kind of hollow. She reached up and pulled him to her. He saw the tears in her eyes and kissed her gently. She hadn't noticed him disrobe, but suddenly his naked form was pressed against her. Suddenly she knew she needed him, and she buried her face into his neck as she pulled him softly into her arms. He shifted, and pushed into her. Her breath caught in her throat as he gently started thrusting. She felt him deep within her and saw his expression break, his eyes soften. Slowly then, he fucked her. She was his, and he knew it. She wrapped her arms and legs around him tightly and stared into his eyes as his pace became more rapid. She started to match his thrusting and shuddered as the sensations inside her brought her to another climax, this one gentle, intimate. Her pleasure put him over the edge and he tensed up, holding her tightly to him as he filled her. Finally, their mingled breathing was the only sound in the room as they lay motionless, enraptured by one another. Dawn was breaking through the small window, casting a pale and fragile light onto their entwined bodies, seemingly strewn across the bed like discarded dolls. He pulled her close. In the moment his eyes seemed transparent, his happiness that of a child. "Hi," he said quietly, smiling again in his victory. "Hi yourself," she whispered as she tucked her head into his chest, craving his embrace, aching for sleep. A Story For John I imagine that if I ever met you...you'd have a few available women around at our disposal, right? Assuming as much, let's just say you have one, there in your house as I come knocking on your door. You’re dressed down in a pair of shorts and a tee shirt. This girl, we'll call her the "girl", is sitting on the couch watching television in her bra and panties. I have just come from washing my car and am in my usual casual tank top, revealing four inches of cleavage and a skirt with chunky black platforms. You take me by the shoulder, almost immediately pushing to my knees in front of the door. You close the door and press your erection to my face. I can feel her watching us from the couch. She slips her hand inside her underwear and begins rubbing her clit while she watches you and i. your legs are so solid, I notice, as my hands rub the front of your thighs while my forehead is pushing into your crotch. You take me by my hair and pull my up to you. I try and look at you but you push my head down, forcing my eyes to gaze only at the floor. You lead me to the couch by the front of my tank top, tugging me crudely and then push me to the couch beside the girl. Your face seems to express decision as to which of us you'll taunt first. You step out of your shorts revealing a large sexy tattoo on your lower abdomen, an engorged tattooed cock and those heavy pierced balls. I stare at your transcrotal for a moment, actually reaching out to touch you and you slap my hand away. This seems to make up your mind for you as to which you'll choose to tease first. So you blindfold me with your tee shirt and rip my panties down to my knees. This vulnerable and humiliating position seems to please you as I hear you chuckle a bit. "Comfortable Kelly?" you ask and then tie my open legs to the ends of the coffee table. You then cuff my hands behind my back and proceed to leave me there as you work on the other girl. I can hear the two of you chatting in whispers and laughing under your breath. My pussy is hot and moist with anticipation. Suddenly I feel a nipple in my mouth and I realize from the chest piercings that it's you. Your cock rests between my tits and you begin rubbing yourself against my chest while you push my head down to meet your head as it pops through the cleavage you've made by squeezing my breasts together. I flick my hardened tongue on your head and feel the heat radiating from your body. I feel her at my crotch breathing heavily onto my shaved cunt. She begins to pat it as you thrust up through my boobs. My clit peeks out from my lips at attention, begging for her mouth. She is so close to me. I can smell your scent as you pull me closer to you forcing me to suck all of you in now. You’re standing on the couch over me, feeding me your shaft, making me gag a bit on it. You smell so masculine. I think to myself how I want only to devour all of you. Her tongue begins to open my cunt lips so she can flick against my clit. It pulses with electricity; aching and making me writhe to meet each of her tongue thrusts. I look up to you and see you smiling down at me. You’re so relaxed and in control. I smile and you push your middle and index fingers into my mouth roughly, smiling wider. I suck hard, pushing my tongue between each finger and spreading your fingers apart into each inner cheek of my mouth. You pull them out and flick your tongue against my lips quickly, like a snake and then release my hands from behind me. The girl releases my ankles from the coffee table and I am told to sit in a near-by kitchen chair. My panties are ripped from my legs and stuffed into my mouth by you as she leaves the room. You walk behind me and all I can hear is her fumbling through drawers in the other room and you breathing as you pace in circles around me. I feel my arms pulled tight back and I whimper from the pain. My arms immediately redden against the sides of the chair. Your face slides against my ear and you whisper "how do you feel now, Kelly?" and I can only nod. A low grunt comes from my panty filled mouth, but is only frustratingly muffled. You pull my head back by my hair and ask again, almost mocking my helplessness. This time you flick your tongue against my ear and I can feel the inside of your tongue splitting wrap around my lobes. I groan aloud. I try and make it more clear that I am saying, "I feel good." and you release my hair, pleased with my effort despite my obvious lack of grace. My legs are pulled apart again, exposing my wet pussy and my legs restrained to the legs of the chair. You pull my head back and tell me to leave it back all the way as I feel her between my legs with a dildo. She spits on my cunt and slips in the dildo, which has two ends, for sucking and fucking. You slide a stool across the floor and stand on it, which makes your cock meet my mouth. You pull my panties from my mouth and immediately stuff in your dick. My throat throbs against each vein. My mouth waters fast in this position but you release me from you occasionally so that I can swallow my spit. You thrust in and out of my mouth with each tug and push of the dildo she is using on me. She holds me steady by the hips and you reach down and grasp my tits while you're in my mouth. I am being pounded from each end and my body feels as though it will be ripped in half soon. You pull out, resting only your scrotum on my nose and upper lip. I flick my tongue along the underside sucking in a nut at a time and mouthing it gently with my lips closed around it, then the other. You press on my throat with your thumbs almost choking release and me when you approve of my technique. Her pace slows down and she yanks the dildo from me and I am once again untied. My eyes are finally open and I can see another man standing across the room. He is in full black with a lot of tattoos and doesn't seem to have hair on his head, but has some facial hair. He holds a simple black whip across his hands and tosses it across his palm as he stares at me intensely. The girl goes to him and kisses him but he doesn't take his eyes off of me. You take me to him and turn me around forcing me down on my knees and then pressing my face to the ground. I can feel his hands rub over my shoulders and back and he brushed my hair through his fingers. I look to see his shoes in front of me. Then I see your feet and I pulled to a kneeling position as you sit on the edge of the couch in front of me. Without thinking I return to pleasuring your cock as the other man lightly runs the whip's tail along my back and ass crack. I moan in ecstasy my ass wiggling and wanting to feel more than a caress. I can feel you pushing into me, my hands grasping your thighs to steady myself in front of you. My lips close tightly around your cock and you continue to push into my mouth as if it were a personal toy. The girl comes over beside me and pushes herself down between us and starts to suck you off with me. Our tongues mix together like one huge fully split tongue swirling around your cock shaft. The man behind me begins to whip my back and ass and shoulders with each moan getting more and more violent. The room is filled with the sounds of pain and pleasure and then man behind me whips harder until welts form on my ribs, ass and upper back. I feel my hair pulled and my head torn away from you as he whispers in my ear "do you want more, Kelly?" my cunt completely drools with wetness when he speaks. I answer "yes." and he pulls my hair harder. "Yes, WHAT, Kelly?" and I say "yes Sir." he lets my hair go and you pull me back to your crotch. Again I can hear you aching for orgasm but you have such control and simply pull back when you're too close. The man behind me uses something different on me this time as I feel very sharp rod-like lashes against my ass and thighs. The girl and I are totally lost in your thighs and I feel my own thighs being pulled apart by strong hands. Then I feel a hard thrust into my cunt and his hands reaching from behind me to pinch my nipples hard. This makes me suck even harder on your cock and little whimpers and sighs start to vibrate against your head when I suck. The man starts to use the dildo on the other girl and she begins moaning into your crotch also. The man behind me grinds into my pussy and pulls out almost completely and then violently shoves his cock into my ass. He goes back and forth from ass to pussy with each thrust so I am never completely satiated. My body aches as he taunts me like this. My moans grow louder and louder and I look up to you. You grab my face on one side and look down at me and spit on my lips. I open my mouth inviting you and you lower over me and dribble a long string of spit into my throat. My eyes roll back in my head and I am completely lost in you. The other girl continues to be fucked as she nurses on your cock. She gets louder and louder until she says to herself "I’m gonna cum so fucking hard." she devours you back into her throat as she writhes with the dildo still being slipped in and out of her oozing pussy. I can feel the man behind me grab my tits harder as he lurches forward cumming deep inside my ass. The girl continues licking your balls and sucking you and jacking you at the same time while I suck your nips and caress your chest and neck. I can feel you reach behind me pulling me hard to your chest as you cum hard. I manage free and go to your spurting cock and clean with my female friend. We share in cleaning you not wasting a drop and then kiss, sharing you once again as we pass your jizz back and forth. The man behind me pulls out and we lick him clean also then sharing his cum and French kissing while the men watch. You rise and a blindfold is placed around my eyes once again and I am led to the bathroom and guided to a hot shower. I return to the living room naked and leaning my head down to towel dry my hair. I toss my head back and open my eyes to discover the girl and man have both gone. You are sitting in a chair smoking, staring at me. You pat your thigh inviting me to come over and you place a cigarette between my lips and light it for me. "You’re very obedient, Kelly." you say rubbing my bare tits with your hand. I smile and take a drag off my cigarette watching the smoke curl into the overhead light like tiny clouds in an illuminated sky. My exhaustion reveals my obedience and my grin reveals my pleasure, I think to myself. I am carried away with the smoke and the smell of sex through the open window, drifting with the cool desert air into nothingness...