0 comments/ 15999 views/ 2 favorites The List Ch. 01 By: peelover © The story is purely fictional. Any resemblance with living persons is coincidentally. Chapter 1: The Predator. On the list are 8 names written. I have to make sure that all these persons will severely suffer in future. 2 out of these 8 are suffering already. I'm sure of that. ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ "What are you doing there, Sean." I froze. "Eh, nothing much, mother." My mother removed the shower curtain and saw me standing there. She looked at me and saw the piss on the floor and on my body. "Are you pissing over yourself Sean? Do you like that? Do you get an erection?" And on she went. So many questions and only one answer. Yes I like it. "Do you want to watch me while pissing, Sean?" "Yes, I would love that." She lifted her dress, took of her knickers and spread her legs. "Sit down you pervert. Have a look at my pissing pussy." This was the first time I saw a woman's private parts. I didn't even know if this was a nice one, a beautiful one or if there should grow hairs or not. It was however my mother and I love her. She is beautiful. I saw the piss leaving her cunt. I moved closer. I wanted the smell her piss. I stuck out my tongue to get some piss drops. I have tasted my own so my mothers piss should taste better. My mother seemed to like it as well. She pushed her cunt in my face. "Lick my cunt, drink my piss", she almost shouted. I did what she asked, not knowing if I did a good job, but finally she stopped and stepped back. She breathed heavily. "You had your dream come true, didn't you? Me as well, to be honest. Not a single word to anyone." Mother left the bathroom, leaving me behind staring at her, very confused. ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ Most of the time I masturbate with my mother on my mind. I love her and I want my women to be like my mother. Although my line of work doesn't permit me to have a wife and children, I have a lot of female friends. Most of them are married or living with another person giving me my freedom to do what ever I like. All my friends however are lonely. I'll make them happy and they do what I like. Two days now I'm staying in this hotel. Don't particularly like it, but this job shouldn't take more than six days. It's the first time I'm staying that long in Brussels anyway. I have to look for a woman to satisfy my needs and I have years of experience in finding the right woman. The start is always the nearest supermarket. I'll sit outside and wait. I didn't have to wait very long. There she was. Quite a tall woman and pretty. It will be her, I said to myself, and followed her through the doors. I took a shopping cart and went another direction than she, but I never lost sight of her. Then I bumped her cart by accident of course. "I'm so sorry. Are you hurt? I'll put your shopping back in your cart." She laughed, "Why don't I believe you? The clumsiness you've showed is of a 10 year old. You are certainly older. You have nothing in your cart although you came through the doors together with me and that was 15 minutes ago." Questions and comments, as if I hear my mother talk. "Yes, madam. No, madam. I want to have dinner with you." "Another glass of wine, Thelma?" "Yes, I would love it." I poured the white wine in our glasses. We've finished dinner. Thelma is an excellent cook. I knew, although we've never met before. It is her stature that tells me that. "Why have you chosen me, Sean?" "I never answer those questions Thelma. I want to be with you, that's it." "You enjoyed dinner, didn't you? What's next? You want to have sex with me?" "Yes, that's what I want." Thelma leads me to the bedroom. "I'll undress you," I said to her. Slowly I unbuttoned her shirt. Her breasts, hidden in a bra, came into view. My penis reacted on the view. I love women's breasts, and Thelma's seemed to be perfect. I walked around her to unclip the bra and let her magnificent tits out. I pressed my now erect penis in het buttocks and gently squeezed her nipples. "Oh Sean, it has been such a long time a man touched me. Please go on, do whatever you like." Next step was to unzip her skirt and to remove her knickers. Thelma laid herself on the bed and looked at me while undressing. "You're beautiful Sean, and that is quite a tool you have. Be gentle with me Sean. It has been ages I had a naked man in my bed to look at and to have sex with. Don't you think I'm repulsive? My husband does, and I was already fat when he married me." "Please Thelma, be silent. I'll treat you gently, nothing to worry about." I looked at her. Thelma is a good looking, tall but fat woman. I love that. What I saw before my eyes were her magnificent breasts, large with big nipples. Thelma had wide hips and fat thighs. Her belly was fat of course and the flesh was sort of hanging over her down to her thighs. I couldn't see her vagina. I had to remove the flesh. I don't mind. I love that. I want my women big and fat, like my mother. I started to kiss Thelma on her breasts. Slowly I moved down her body all the way to her feet. I turned her around and started all over from her feet up to her shoulders. Her buttock was a great pleasure to look at and to kiss. It was fat and huge. I spread her cheeks and could hardly see her wrinkled hole. My dick was rock hard. I touched her body with it and I knew she felt it. Thelma wasn't really comfortable lying on her tits and belly. She turned around and was back on her back. "This is much better Sean. You can kiss my back and buttocks later but do this side first. Please. Kiss my tits, suck my nipples, Sean. Feel how wet I am. Can you do that please? Can you lick my pussy lips, can you drink my juices. Oh I'm already coming." I spread her legs so I could actually lick her pussy. Not a simple task with all the fat of her belly and big thighs. Finally my fingers found her cunt and went in. Thelma was very wet. Later on I whispered something in her ear. "What do you want me do, Sean? Piss in your mouth? Are you insane? I don't do such things. Not with you, not with anybody. Next thing you ask me to shit in your mouth?" I smiled at her. "Oh, no, you're not serious are you? Piss and shit in your mouth? Sean, you're an excellent lover. Never had so much love and sex on one evening but you're asking me something to do I've never done and never will. I believe you should go now." So I went. It happens all the time. Tomorrow is another day. In my hotel room I undressed and went into the bathroom. I put a towel on the floor and laid myself down with my legs up to the wall. I looked at my penis. Nice. Slowly it began to grow. Not touching my penis at all, putting some pressure on my bladder, the first drops appeared. Nice. More drops of piss fell on my body slowly crawling to my neck and shoulders. My penis was almost fully erected and more piss splashed on my body. There she was again. Her legs spread, giving me a perfect view of her cunt. Mother squatted over my face and pissed. She pissed straight into my mouth, than over my face and my chest. She was done and stepped aside. I looked at my penis, seeing piss coming out, hitting me in the face. This is so unbelievable pleasant. I took my penis and aimed the piss to the ceiling. The piss felt down between my legs, wetting my balls and behind. A few more strokes and the sperm left my body. ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ I'm well prepared. At 10 this morning the meeting was scheduled. I know him but he will not know who I am. As always, I'm on time. He's late. As usually. He was told where to sit in the lounge of the hotel. He was very reluctant this first time we spoke over the phone. They all are. I don't care. At the end they all do what I want them to do. I saw him coming into the lounge looking around. Try to find a familiar face? Don't bother, that's a waste of time. Finally he understood it was I, he was looking for. He jumped from his seat and said in a harsh voice "what do you want from me?" "Nothing" I said. "There is nothing I need from you." "Whom do you work for?" "I don't work for anybody. Stop asking questions, Brian. I do the talking. You listen." "You know my name, how do I call you." "My name is the Predator." He looked at me. "You have sent me emails. You have sent my wife emails. You are a lunatic. None of it is true. You made everything up." "I know I did, but do they? Will you tell her about our meeting now? Do you remember last night? Who was it at your door at 11 pm? Not your wife, I know." Brian became red and shouted, "you've set me up. You will pay for that. You moron." "I will not Brian, you will pay for all the pain you've caused." "I haven't done anything wrong. I have a genuine business, I have two business partners, and I make my wife happy by giving her money. I may have cheated on her last night, but I am stressed because of the mails you've sent me. Can you imagine? What do you need, money. I can give you a huge sum." "You should have given money earlier, during the employment. It is too late. Here, look at these papers. You're not a business partner anymore. In fact, you don't have a business anymore." Brian looked at me in great pain and misbelieves. "You're wrong, they're my friends. They won't do that." "They did, Brian, they did. I have to go now. I will check upon you regularly. Just to know how you're doing. If by any chance things will go better, I will make some adjustments. You will suffer for the rest of your poor life. It's your punishment. It's my revenge. By the time you leave this place, you have lost everything, your company, your wife, your house. Oh, by the way. The hotel room is already paid for. Your belongings are gone. Your car is taken away from you. Her is 10 euro's. Buy yourself a drink. You look awful." ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ I left the hotel, crossed the street and disappeared into the crowd. In a couple of minutes I entered a small barbershop, almost hidden. I work alone, but you need to have some friends you can trust. 15 minutes later I left and could go to my hotel. I left my business clothing in the wardrobe and went for lunch. I was hungry. I looked at my watch. Almost one. It's to late to find a nice woman to have lunch with. Maybe I can find Thelma to have dinner with tonight. That would be nice. "Hello Thelma, shall we have dinner and sex tonight." Thelma jumped. "You' scarred me, you bastard. How in the world you may even think that I want to have dinner and sex with you." "Because you need to eat?" Thelma looked at me. "You are crazy, aren't you?" "No, actually not. I like you and I like to be with you. So what will it be? Dinner with some good wine and good sex afterwards. You've liked it yesterday." "Yes I did, but you are a pervert. I'm only fat. I know you didn't do any perverted things but can I trust you." "Seducing fat women is pretty kinky, you know, Thelma. And you let it happen. To some extend you may be a pervert as well. " Thelma looked away from me. "Oh, fuck yourself. Come on, hop on and we do the shopping for tonight first." Thelma lay naked on her bed. Her massive tits lay at either side of her fat body. Her luscious thighs were spread. Her belly flesh seemed to be in layers covering her privates. My penis was fully erected almost painful. Thelma grabbed my penis and pulled me towards her. She wanted to suck my penis no doubt. But not now. I bend over to her thighs and spread these furthermore. I want to see her cunt, I want to taste her juices. I lay on her body, my penis between her tits, and my face between her thighs. I started to lick her pussy lips and heard Thelma breathing heavily. She slapped on my bottom, not fiercely but gentle and spread my cheeks. A finger touched my anus. I shivered of pleasure. "You like it, don't you Sean? I can feel that. You want it inside? I bet you do." She did insert her finger in my arse. I almost came, but I have to control myself. Thelma was outside herself. "Lick my wet lips, fuck my tits, oh, Sean, do what ever you want to do with me. I love you so much." Juices were flowing from her cunt, wetting my face. She almost has the perfect cunt. Thelma's movements were so strong that I felt from her body onto the floor. Whilst lying there, Thelma had a huge orgasm. "Oh, Oh, she cried, oh, oh," and on and on. "Thelma, Thelma, I'm here on the floor." At first I saw her legs, then her bottom, belly, tits and finally her face with a big smile. "This, Sean, was terrific, fabulous, great. You deserve a reward. I had too much to drink anyway so now you drink. My handsome pervert." Thelma sat on the side of her bed, spread her legs, opened her cunt with her fingers and started to piss. Her nectar spread over my body, I was almost swimming in her urine. This is almost heaven. She is the angel that pisses over my tongue. To be continued... The List As a couple with intense chemistry and a desire to explore each other and the world around us, we decided to make a list containing 101 fantasies, adventures, things to push each others boundaries, and much more. The challenge- to complete the list in 1001 days. The items range in difficulty, talk dirty, be bossy, make a safe word for sex, masturbate 30 times, all the way to masturbating simultaneously. One of the more memorable experiences that we had took place on our camping trip. We had a long day of hiking, roasting hot dogs, and deep discussion. To conclude our evening we headed into the tent (a fifth of Jack in hand) for a hot and heavy game of truth or dare, if you didn't complete said dare you had to take a swig of Jack. Fueled by alcohol, Siletz became bold and ventured into the 2am, pitch black night...completely nude. With her dare completed she came back and dared me to explain one of my deepest sexual fantasies. I went on to explain how hot it would be to have a threesome with her and someone we both knew. To have her pinned down and succumb to absolute pleasure. The thought of another woman between her legs shot excitement through us both. The list wasn't all about sex however. It also included activities that we had both wanted to try out. Rock-climbing seemed like a natural progression since we enjoyed the outdoors. The funny thing was, when we started, we didn't realize that's what we were going to do. We had started on a trail and had gotten curious to where it looked like a smaller one was leading too. We decided to take it for a bit and see if it went anywhere interesting. It did. It went up. After becoming engrossed in conversation and the beautiful area surrounding us, we realized that we had hiked pretty far up. We decided at that point to see it out and make our way to the end. The trail became steeper and hard to navigate where to safely grab or place footing, but we finally made it to the top. Once at the top, we peered over the edge of the nearly vertical trail surprised by how much scarier it was looking down upon it then climbing up it. Now... how to get back down... searching the area for another way down was proving to be pointless. Our options were take the narrow winding road that clearly says "NO PEDESTRIANS" or go down the fearsome trail. After frantic deliberation, we decided to make the decent. I took my first foothold and made sure it was secure. I then asked for Siletz's hand to bring her to me. I held her close until she was able to find appropriate footing and something to hold onto until I could venture down a bit more. We repeated these steps the whole way down. Never rushing, never unsure, always trusting. Siletz and I have our anniversary in the month of December, quite close to Christmas (actually on Christmas but we don't like to share). So we hold our anniversary on a separate day that we call "Christmasversary." On our first one of these I had a few surprises for Siletz. The first was given after we had been well into our day and we were ready for the more intimate time to start. I stripped Siletz down from head to toe; revealing her magnificent porcelain skin, tight perky breasts, and freshly shaved pussy. I, still dressed, began to lay her into the bed. First the blindfold to make her unaware of what I was up to. Once she was completely disarmed and unaware of her surroundings I reached over the side of the bed and grabbed a wrist restraint. Having her left wrist tied in this fashion I held her other wrist down and applied the next, then her feet. She was completely powerless as her four appendages where grasped tightly around the bed. She had a certain teasing smile as she laid before me stretched over the mattress. I decided it would be nice to start teasing her with some fruit and whipped cream. We sucked down strawberries together- biting them at each end. I doted her nipples with whipped cream and swirled my tongue around them to clean them off again. Trailing down her body with kisses and samples of whipped cream, I came to her eagerly awaiting wetness. I grabbed a strawberry and slid it down her dripping slit and fed it to her. She smiled back with the same playful smile as before and asked, "Why don't you put one inside me?" I needed no further encouragement, I grabbed a decent sized piece of fruit and pushed it into her. I let it sit there with my fingers on the tip of it. Then, it disappeared from my view. It was literally inside of her. I told her so, trying not to sound so surprised. When we both realized it might be difficult to get back out, I asked her to push. After minimal pushing I was able to retrieve the strawberry. "Here, you deserve this," I said and awarded her a bite of the strawberry, and then I enjoyed the last bite of the dripping fruit. I could taste her sweet wetness. The List Master has written me a slut's to-do list. I'm to present to him tonight. I've slipped on my short plaid skirt and a low-cut top. I like to play dress-up. I leave myself bare so Master can lift my skirt and fondle me until I'm wet and begging for his hard cock, rubbing up against me beneath his clothing. I have a surprise for my Master. Tonight he breaks in my tight little ass for the first time, so I've adorned myself with a shiny little butt plug, to ready myself for his cock. I'm a proud little slut, having inserted it myself. It was awfully tight but I moaned, imagining him filling me up and growling in my ear. "You're mine," he'll tell me, as he often does, gripping me tightly and holding me down. I touch myself often, fingering my swollen clit and wet pussy. I can't help myself. I throb in anticipation of being filled to the hilt, his cock sliding in and stretching my little ass open. I stroke my clit in a frenzy, and stop myself; I won't cum until Master tells me to. I will beg to sing out my sweet moans for him, my body pulsing with waves of pleasure. I am Master's slut and fucktoy. He uses me as he pleases and my pleasure comes when I know he is satisfied. But I also want... I hope that he lets me suck his cock. It's pacifying, but erotic. I like to feel the firm warmth thrusting inside my mouth, receiving the eager laps of my tongue. I kneel before my Master as my lips encompass him, sucking desperately in hopes of receiving his cum. Good girls always swallow. I am a good girl for Master. I am good, but I am greedy. I want all of my holes filled all at once, being fucked from every angle. My Master knows how to handle me, with a firm grasp and soft commands. "Easy baby... easy. You'll have to work for my cum. I'm not finished yet". I pout, expecting instant gratification... but I know the longer I wait, the sweeter it is. The clock turns. Master will be home soon. I can hear the keys in the door and every inch of me quivers. He walks in, his gait casual, and I see a flicker of a smile across his lips as I leap from the sofa and throw my arms around him, kissing his neck and breathing in his sweet smell. "Down, girl," he jokes, and strokes my ass with one hand while grasping one of my wrists with the other. Master pushes me up against the wall and holds me there for a moment, and I can see in his eyes that he is deciding what we wants first. I being to struggle, impatient as I am to be touched and fondled and taken in the way that only Master can take me. I turn my wrists and try to inch closer, but he pushes me back and puts his hand around my neck, stroking gently with his thumb. I feel his knee part my legs and hold my thighs open as I continue to squirm. "Ah, now, now..." Master slips two fingers between my lips and I suck softly, lulled into compliance. He takes a step back from me, stealing his fingers away from my parted lips, which quickly turn into a pout. "Please Master?" Master's hand finds its way to the back of my neck. "On your knees, slut," he commands, guiding me downward. I gaze longingly at his cock, hard beneath his trousers, wanting the taste of his cum to fill me already. "Tell Master what's first on your to-do list for this evening," he says, as he strokes his cock and fingers his belt. "I am to take you in my mouth. All of you, like a good girl," I reply, never taking my eyes off of his groin. "Mmhmm. Now open," Master undoes his belt and pulls out his erect cock, stroking it. I do as I am told, looking up at him eagerly and waiting for the sweet satisfaction. Master slides his cockhead into my mouth and I begin to suck, slowly, to prove my patience and obedience. The warmth fills my mouth and I moan, feeling the wetness of my cunt spread, moistening my inner thighs. I feel Master's hand run through my hair, and I inch forward gradually, letting his entire length enter my mouth, hoping to prove myself a worthy slut. "Mm... my good little slut," Master says approvingly, pulling out of my mouth. I pout again, having been robbed of my pleasure. "Ah, ah... there's more to come, don't be insolent, now," he chastises, as he pulls me up from my knees and starts stroking my ass again. Master sits in the middle of the sofa and I stand, looking longing at him, awaiting further instruction. I'm excited and feel my heart pounding in my chest with anticipation. "Come here, slut, and bend yourself over my knee," he tells me, patting his lap. I do as I am told, gladly, lifting my ass just a little to invite Master to pull up my skirt and find my surprise. His hand glides over me, stroking and squeezing gently as he lets a soft sigh escape, enjoying the opportunity to play and satisfy his want for touch. I sigh quietly in reply, feeling grateful for the careful attention that Master always pays to my ass. He begins to spank me with zeal, quick and successive sharp slaps at first, causing me to moan, then alternating between spanking and stroking. I raise my ass up a little higher, hoping he might decide to play with my tight little asshole before fucking me. Master's fingers brush the buttplug, and he lifts my skirt up fully to find his surprise. "Mmm... naughty little whore," he calls me, but I hear the smile in his voice. "I've prepared for you, Master," I explain eagerly, "I wanted to make myself open for you, so you can take me as you please". "And I will. My slut knows what her Master likes..." and he pulls the plug out, spreading me with his hand, and begins to finger my ass as I moan. "Mmmaster... thank you, Master," I say in relief, needing the penetration to soothe my desires. Master pats my ass and instructs me to get up, and I do as I'm told. He bends me over a table, spreading my legs with hands, and begins teasing my asshole with his cock. "Please Master? Oh please... please fuck me. I'm so wet," I beg desperately, having waited so long and patiently for the satisfaction. "Tell me what you want, slut. Tell me where you want my cock," Master says as he puts a hand on my hip to hold me in place, sensing my attempts push back in impatience. "Fuck me, Master! I want your cock in my ass... I need it so badly. Please? Please fuck me..." I cry as my patience runs out. "My little anal whore. Take it, slut," he says as he penetrates me, breaking me in and taking my ass. I feel him fill me completely as he holds me there for a moment, letting me take in the sensation of being full with a hard cock. Master thrusts in and out of me slowly at first, savouring the tightness of my newly devirgined asshole. My sodden cunt aches and I feel the wetness begin to run down my thighs. Master notices, too, and reaches between my legs to play with my little sodden pussy. "Cum for me, my sweet little slut," Master says as his cock pounds me and I can barely stay upright. And I do, crying out as I orgasm, every inch of my body being rocked senseless by my sweet reward. Master bites my shoulder hard and growls, making sure I know who I belong to. I feel him give one last thrust before he pulls out, leaving my asshole gaping and my legs unsteady. "You're mine," he says, supporting my stance with his hand on my hip. "I'm going to mark you. I'm going to cum all over your little ass so that you don't forget that you are my property," he tells me, and in seconds I feel his hot cum cover my ass, warm and delicious, as he moans. Master stands me up and pulls me back towards him, his arms around me and his hands stroking my breasts. I have been broken in, tamed and used up exquisitely. "Good girl," he coos in my ear, kissing my neck. I know I've done well, but my to-do list doesn't end here. The List When Nicole and I made our "celebrity sex lists", I never thought that either of us would have an opportunity to sleep with one of our select five celebrities. I know many couples that have had the same conversation, "If you were allowed to have sex with any celebrity, which five would you choose?" The list was mostly made as just a joke to find out which current actor or musician my wife was in to, and then laugh about it afterwards. My list varied from time to time, but usually consisted of some combination of Mila Kunis, Scarlett Johansson, and whichever other actresses were popular at the time. My wife's on the other hand was always interesting to hear as she could include older celebrities like LL Cool J and Lenny Kravitz, alongside whoever the newest "heartthrob" was. But recently her list always included one mainstay, Joe Manganiello. Nicole first saw him on True Blood as the werewolf, Alcede, that always seemed to be rescuing Sookie while shirtless and sporting a permanent five o'clock shadow. At 6'5" and a body that looks like it had been chiselled out of solid marble, it wasn't hard for me to see why he now topped her list. Hell, if he hit on me I'd probably go for it. Anyways, Nicole and I recently decided to take a long weekend trip to LA to see a USC football game, hang out on the beach, and generally be tourists in Hollywood. We arrived early on Friday and spent the day walking around Beverly Hills, peeking into the shops on Rodeo Drive, and hoping to catch a glimpse of a celebrity. We both dressed up in some nice clothes to look like we fit in, and allow us to dine in one of the famous restaurants we always heard about on TMZ. I wore my usual "dressed up white guy" outfit, which consisted of a nice long-sleeve collared shirt and some dark jeans. Nicole on the other hand, took her opportunity to dress up sexier than she usually does. She wore a skin-tight purple mini skirt dress that I made her purchase while on vacation in Europe. Although it never made it out of our closet, Nicole looked fantastic in it. It hugged her curves in all the right places and ended just a few inches below her very toned ass. She combined the dress with a pair of 4" heels, a bevy of jewelry, and very delicately teased hair that fell around her face in loose curls. I noticed more than a few guys (and girls) checking her out during the day, which just made me more proud to be alongside her. I took every opportunity to grab her ass in the stores and pull her close when the sales staff went looking or the streets weren't too busy. Just watching Nicole's ass throughout the day, especially when she bent down to pick things up, had me in semi-hard state all day. I couldn't wait to get back to our hotel room and get her out of that tormenting dress. Unfortunately, Nicole was determined that we try to get into one of the latest celebrity hot spots for dinner so there was no chance of going back to the room first. I would have to put my aching desires on hold for a while and wait until after dinner. We decided to try out luck at the "Library Bar" in the middle of Hollywood, with the hopes of catching a glimpse of Daniel Craig, or any person that we might recognize. Amazingly we got in with no problems, which I assumed was due to Nicole's appearance, and not so much mine. Being that it was LA, we were able to get some gluten-free, dairy-free, vegan appetizers and tapas which put Nicole into a great mood. We settled into our corner table, ordered a bottle of wine, and munched on our surprisingly delicious finger foods. After people watching for the better part of an hour we were beginning to lose hope of seeing anyone famous. Luckily the food was great, the drinks were flowing, and Nicole was moderately drunk (which doesn't take her long), so I was looking forward to some wild, drunken, hotel sex. Which in my opinion is the best kind of sex. I was rubbing Nicole's smooth thigh under the table and telling her some mindless story when I noticed her eyes were focussed across the bar and she was sitting much straighter than before. "Is that?... No, it can't be." Nicole said to herself, as if she was having an internal argument. "Huh? Who do you see?!!" I replied excitedly, hoping that we finally were gonna see the elusive Hollywood actor or actress. "Well I'm not sure, but it kinda looks like...No, he's too big..." and Nicole drifted off in her thoughts as she strained to look across the bar. I decided to turn and look myself in a not too obvious manner, so as not to completely give away that were tourists and not fancy LA folks. And right across the bar, towering over everyone else was the wolfman himself, Alcede...or should I say Joe Manganiello. I couldn't frigging believe it. Of all the bars we go to in LA, there, at the same time as us is the #1 on Nicole's celebrity fuck list. "Holy shiiiiiiiit. That's Alcede!" I exclaimed back to Nicole in my most hushed but excited voice. "I knew it! That's so crazy to actually see him here! I have to get a picture," Nicole said while fishing into her little clutch purse. As Nicole was lifting up the camera to sneak a shot him in the bar, I suggested that she go up and actually try to get a photo with him. "What! No way. He probably hates having people come up to ask for photos," Nicole threw back. "Well he might hate it when some people come up for pics. But there's no way he'll deny a cute girl like you...especially with that dress on!" "You think?" "Yeah, and what's the worst that's gonna happen? He says no, you come back and we sneak a shot of him anyways," I reassured her. "Ok, I'll do it! But don't blame me if he falls in love, haha." And with that, Nicole hopped out her chair, adjusted her dress, and timidly disappeared into the crowd. I was nervous for Nicole to be confronting a celebrity in public, but also felt a little weird knowing that the #1 guy in the world that Nicole wanted to fuck would be taking a picture with her. It was a weird feeling of excitement and little bit of jealousy. I could see across the bar as Nicole was able to sneak through some people mingling and saunter up beside him. After that things were hard to make out as people were coming and going and I didn't want to look like a stalker staring down the dude from True Blood. I could see that Nicole was talking to him and she looked impossibly small next to his 6'5'' frame. Every so often I could see her laugh, and then a hand on her back, and then someone would block my view. After about 10 minutes I was beginning to think that most pictures don't really take that long to pose for. Eventually Nicole sauntered back to the table with a flushed face and a huge smile on her face. "Well? You were gone a long time, I assume it was a success?" I asked her as she sat back down. "Oh yeah, it was a success alright...check this out!" Nicole practically yelled back as she pulled a folder bar napkin out of her dress and tossed it on the table. I opened the napkin to see seven digits written on the inside. "He gave you his number?!!" I asked incredulously. "Didn't you tell him the dude sitting over at your table was your husband?" "Wellllllll, you see. I kinda told him I was just on a blind date." Nicole said sheepishly while avoiding eye contact. "He was flirting with me, and I kinda liked the attention. I mean, c'mon, he's fucking Alcede." I didn't know what to say. Part of me was mad that my wife had pretended I was just a random dude, but then part of me was turned on that my wife was hit on by one of the most desired movie stars in the world right now. I sat there quiet for minute, as did Nicole, who I assume wasn't quite sure what to say. "Well, are you gonna call him?" I finally asked her with a grin. "HA! Yeah right. I was just having a little fun. I'm pretty sure he doesn't want to hang out with me tonight just to talk" "Oh I know that. I just figured you'd want to take advantage of the one chance to spend some time with name from your list. I mean when are you gonna get another opportunity like this?" My reply stunned Nicole for a second. The wine and free poured rum & cokes must have been getting to her as she didn't make a sound for a minute. "I didn't really think it was a real option," Nicole replied. "You think you'd actually be ok with me getting fucked by him? Really?" "Whoa. Well I don't know if I want him fucking you. I mean look at the size of him. But I think I could live with a blowjob or letting him feel you up. Is that ok?" Nicole looked back at me and smiled, "Yeah I understand, and trust me that is more than enough. I doubt I could even take him anyways." She had a look of both pure love and lust at the same time. I wasn't sure if the lust was for me, but I knew the love part was. And then just like that she perked up, and seemed to be filled with a new energy. " Haha, yeah I guess. And I mean we only live once, and I know you're not running away to marry him or something. Shit, as stupid as it sounds, it's like a once in a lifetime opportunity." I reassured Nicole. "Ok, well I'm gonna call him tonight before he changes his mind." Nicole excitedly said. I doubted that she was worried he'd change his mind, but I decided not to call her out on it. Now wouldn't really be the time to act jealous after what I had just agreed to. Nicole got up from the table with her phone and went outside where it was a little more quiet. I sat at the table and downed my double rum and coke in one swig. I figured I would need a couple more drinks if I was gonna get through this night. After what felt like an eternity, but was likely only 2 minutes, Nicole came hopping back to the table. Looking cute and sexy at the same time. "Ok, it's set! No backing out now. I'm gonna meet him down the road in 20 minutes at another bar... Are you still ok with this?" My heart was racing, and my palms were sweating, but I had a harder boner than I think I had ever had. It was a weird feeling, but I knew I had to lay in the bed I had made. "Yup, I'm sure," I said as I leaned over and gave her a long, hot kiss. Figured I needed to make sure she remembered what was gonna be back at our hotel room. "Well can you walk me down there so I don't get stolen?" Nicole asked, as if I was taking her to any old place. We finished up the remainder of our drinks and walked down Sunset Boulevard to the bar they were set to meet at. I can't even recall what it was called, it was such a blur. When we got within eyesight, Nicole had us part ways so that I wouldn't be "spotted" with her. We agreed that I would head back to the hotel, and Nicole would take a cab back after her drinks with Joe. I gave her another kiss and then watched her walk up the street and into the bar to meet her movie star. I waited for another couple of minutes and then decided to walk past the bar to catch a glimpse on my way home. As I strolled past the window I could see the two of them seated at a tall table. Nicole's tiny dress was riding way up on her thighs, and Joe's hand with planted firmly on one of her thighs as they talked. It looked like he could have almost reached his hand all the way around it. I got a weird feeling in my stomach when I saw that, like I may have made a bad decision. I forced myself to keep on walking. I stopped at a liquor store and grabbed a case of beer and some more rum, figuring I'd need some help falling asleep tonight. *** ********* I awoke to the sound of the hotel room door unlocking. I didn't even remember falling asleep, but then the half empty rum bottle likely had a part in that. I groggily raised my head to look at the alarm clock. "5:36am" Was that really the time? When did I drop Nicole off at bar? When did I fall asleep? I was feeling a little confused, but then saw Nicole tip-toeing into the room, and it started to make sense. Her hair looked ruffled up, like she had taken a restless nap. Her makeup seemed smudged, or in some places non-existent. And then her dress. Her dress looked like it was on crooked, or maybe that it wasn't it wasn't even fully on. She walked with her distinct drunken stumble. I'd seen it a hundred times before. As soon as I saw the walk, I knew something had happened this night. Nicole was usually a sexual person, but when she got drunk, she turned into a whole other beast. "You're back late," I said to Nicole quizzically. She didn't say a word. She just pulled her dress over her head in one motion, threw it to the ground, and crawled onto the bed towards me. I was just about to ask her where her bra and panties were when she kissed me hard on the mouth. Surprised, I kissed her right back and instantly started feeling her tits like I had so many times before. She tasted different. Not bad, just different. Not like alcohol, but something else. I didn't want to admit it, but she tasted like sex. Like sweat, and cum, and maybe some liquor. I pulled away, "Where have you been all night?" I asked, even though I was pretty sure I knew the answer. Nicole leaned onto her side and stared rubbing my throbbing cock. "Promise you won't be mad?" She said staring at my cock. " I did something naughty tonight." I thought my stomach would drop when I heard those words, but instead I just found myself horny and melting into her stroking hand. "What did you do?" I asked. "Well, I'm gonna start from the beginning... We chatted and had some drinks at the bar you dropped me off at. He was super nice, but also very flirty. He kept putting his hand on my thigh or the small of my back. We talked and drank for quite a while, and then the topic got onto Magic Mike. I confessed to watching it, and wondering if his character was like him in real life, you know..." Nicole shifted on the bed so that her one hand was still jerking me off while her other disappeared under the covers. "He told me there was only one way to find out, and he grabbed my hand and put it right on his crotch. I could feel his cock right through his dress pants, and it felt big. Not quite like in the movie, but still pretty fucking big. I was soooo horny, and then I remembered our deal about the blowjob." I almost came when she said the word. And I think she almost did too. I could tell now that she was rubbing her clit under the covers. I just wanted her to keep going with the story, I couldn't think of anything else. "We left the bar and went back to his condo, which was just down the block. People kept staring at us as we were walking. I felt like a celebrity, but it was also probably because I was so tiny next to him. As soon as we got into his condo he picked me up in the air and kissed me. I didn't even mean to, but before I knew it I was kissing him right back and wrapping my legs around his waist. We kept kissing as he walked us over the couch and set me down." "I had to see his dick. I reached out and started unbuckling his pants while he took his shirt off. Seriously Tim, I almost came when I saw his abs and chest up close. They were amazing. I actually let go of his pants and just rubbed his stomach and chest and then stood up to kiss him. But then I felt it. I felt his cock get hard and start poking me in the stomach though his pants. Oh Tim, I was so horny. I was just planning on holding his dick, honestly." My thoughts were running wild. Here I was, getting jerked off by my wife, as she told me how she feeling up her dream man. I knew I should be jealous, but I had never been so turned on. "I sank down to my knees and pulled open his pants. And then I saw it. It was like 10" long and as thick as my arm. I just grabbed it and stared at it. I couldn't believe it was so huge. I mean, I didn't think I'd be able to jerk him off, let alone get it in my mouth. When I gripped it my fingers still had like a 2" gap from my thumb, it was that thick... I started by licking it up and down the shaft, lifting it straight in the air and dragging my tongue from his balls right up to his head and back down again. I was trying to get it as wet as possible so I could suck it. I just needed to put it in my mouth." "The head of his cock was staring me in the face. A drop of precum was leaking out so I licked it off and shoved the entire head in my mouth. I felt his hand on the back of my head and it just made me want to go deeper. I started pushing myself deeper, but it was so thick I could only get a couple inches in before I started gagging. I didn't care though, I just kept my hands around the base of his cock and shoving it in harder. When I finally pulled myself off a thick trail of spit hung from my mouth to his dick." Nicole then closed her eyes and started rubbing her pussy harder and grinder her hips into the air. Her right hand was losing focus on jerking me off as she started to lose herself in her memories. I reached over and touched her hand, "Is this when you came home?" Nicole stopped her fingering, looked me in the eyes, and then kneeled above my cock with her legs straddling me. She never let go of the base of my dick as she sank her pussy down onto it in one smooth motion. It was so warm and slick that I almost came. I noticed immediately that she didn't feel as tight as usual, and she felt much wetter than I'd felt in a long time. "I did something else bad tonight too," Nicole said to me, while biting her lip and grinding her pussy down onto my cock. "After I sucked his cock, I was so horny. He pulled me up to my feet and then he sat down on the couch. I stood there looking at his giant cock sticking straight up, and he just stared at me. I couldn't stop myself, I just had to feel what it felt like. I stepped up onto the couch above him and started lowering myself down towards his cock. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I was so close, and I knew you wouldn't be mad, right?" Nicole stopped fucking me, leaned forward and kissed me. "No, I'm not mad. Just keep talking. I need to hear everything." I could barely even get the words out. My head was spinning as I imagined my 5'3'' wife being impaled onto a 10" cock, and seeing her tiny pussy being stretched farther than it ever had been before. "When the purple head of his dick hit my pussy lips I almost collapsed. I pushed down hard onto it, and ohhhhhhhh... it spread me so far open. My legs started to shake, and I was sliding farther and farther down his shaft. Then I felt his hands grab my thighs and ass and he lifted me back up until the head almost popped out again. When I looked down I could see my juices only halfway down his cock. I had only had 5" of his cock inside of me and it felt like I was going to burst." By this time, Nicole was fucking me harder now. She sliding her pussy to the tip of my cock and then slamming it back all the way to the base. Usually Nicole's tiny pussy wouldn't allow her to do that so easily, but she seemed to be handling my cock with ease. Her eyes were closed and she was starting to bite her lip as she fucked my cock harder and faster. I knew at this pace I wasn't going to last much longer. "You're not done your story now are you?" I asked, to get her out of her trance. "Mmmmmmm no, that wasn't even close," Nicole grinned when she said and slowed her fucking down to long slow strokes. "He held me and fucked me with his cock like that for what seemed like hours. I felt like his little fuck doll as he slid my body up and down his cock as he pleased. I was totally at his mercy and I loved it. It hurt when he pulled me down deep, but I didn't care. I just wanted to fit as much of it in me as I could." "What did you do then?" I asked, wanting to hear everything. "Well, what do you think happened? He fucked me however he wanted for 2 hours, and then shot a huge load on my tongue" And with that she kissed me hard and pushed her tongue into my mouth. I wanted to pull away, but I was helpless. I opened my mouth and allowed her to tongue to explore mine. She slowed her fucking down and then pulled up off my cock, a trail of cum connecting her pussy to my cock. The List "I want some more details..." I pleaded with her, desperate to hear every detail about how my wife was fucked earlier. "Well if I tell you everything, it won't be a surprise when you watch me fuck him tonight." Nicole looked me straight in the eye with a crook to her eyebrow and smiled devilishly. "What!" I sputtered out. "Well yeah. Did you think I was only gonna try him out once? I may never get another chance like this again. I mean, wouldn't you want to do the same in my position?" "Well I guess so. But how am I going to watch you two?" "Oh he knew I was married the whole time. And he doesn't mind, he just wants to fuck me again. Said my pussy was the tightest he'd had in a long time." And with that, Nicole hopped off the bed and skipped into the washroom to shower like nothing had happened. I sat on the bed, dick in hand, thinking to myself, "What the hell just happened?" *** *** *** *** I had spent the remainder of the day wandering aimlessly around LA, always thinking of what was to come. Nicole made plans for Joe to meet her at our hotel bar for some drinks before coming up to our room. The plan was for them to get relaxed with some liquor, and then come upstairs where I would be waiting. Then I would sit back and watch what unfolded. Nicole just left the room in a tiny skirt, tank top, and heels to go down and meet Joe. I decided to watch some TV to pass the time and take my mind off my wife downstairs getting drunk with a movie star. I settled on the adult channel, and started watching a porn. The scene was a tiny white girl getting gangbanged by a group of hung black guys. I was staring at her tiny body being manipulated by all the guys. It was turning me on too much. All I wanted to do was pull my cock out and jerk off. I hadn't cum since the day before, and it was killing me. "Fuck," I thought, "I need to take a walk or something." I got up, and decided to head across the street for a drink at another hotel bar. They wouldn't be back upstairs for at least an hour, so I can have drink and be back before they get up here. *** *** ****** An hour later, I walked back to our hotel and took the elevator up to our room. I walked down the hall to our room, and when I got to our room I started to hear noises. It sounded like muffled grunts and a distinct 'smacking' sound. I assumed I must have left the TV on the porn channel I was watching earlier. I walked into the room, and couldn't believe what I saw. There was Nicole, face down on the bed with her ass in the air. And right behind her was Big Dick Ritchie, slamming 10 inches of the thickest cock I'd ever seen into her pussy. Nicole had her face buried in the pillow to muffle the sounds of her screams and moans, but I could clearly hear her scream in tune with each thrust. He was pulling almost all the way out and then driving back into her, his hips smacking against her ass, and balls slapping her clit. From the story Nicole had told this morning I assumed that she couldn't take his whole cock, but from this angle it looked like that might not be the case. Her arms were stretched out in front of her and her fingers were gripped tightly onto the bedsheets. She was pushing her round ass back onto his cock with every stroke, still screaming with every stroke. Joe was jacked, I mean I'd seen him on True Blood, but to see him in person like this was shocking. Nicole looked absolutely tiny underneath him. He was gripping her ass cheeks with each hand and pulling her back into him with each pump. His palms covered her entire ass cheeks, and I could see his huge biceps flex as he pounded her. I wasn't sure what to do. I stood at the edge of the room and just watched, my cock growing hard in my pants at the scene in front of me. I didn't fully expect it, but I had never seen such a hot sight in my life. Nicole, tight and toned body looked absolutely amazing while she was getting fucked. There was a light sheen of sweat over both of them, which told me that their drinks downstairs likely didn't last very long. While I was still frozen to the spot, Joe reached down and pulled Nicole's long brown hair back toward him, arching her back, and lifting her face off the bed. I could see her eyes were closed, and her mouth was open like she was moaning, but no sounds were coming out. He pulled her up higher until she was standing upright on her knees, and reached around with his other hand and started massaging her goose-pimpled breasts. I could just faintly see his cock every split second as his hips slapped against Nicole's round ass. They were in one of my favorite positions, and I could tell from Nicole's face that it was one of hers too. I shifted from where I was standing, and both of them turned their heads and looked over to me. I'd knocked them out of their trance, but not out their rhythm. Without missing a beat, Nicole looked me right in the eye, "I hope you don't mind us starting without you? We came back to the room, and you were gone. I would have waited but,... Ohhhhhhhhhhhh." And Nicole closed her eyes once more as the thick cock pounding her pushed her into a state of bliss. "I just couldn't wait to fuck this cock again. I didn't know how long you'd be gone, and it just, it just feels so fucking good." My presence seemed to fire her up as she started slamming her hips back onto the cock behind her. "Yeah sorry man," Joe said to me, "You've got one hell of hot wife on your hands and I couldn't turn this down." I couldn't believe it, but I wasn't mad. I was too turned on to be mad. Seeing my wife lost in hot, sweaty, sex, was the biggest turn on I'd ever had. It felt weird to admit it to myself, but I just wanted to watch my wife enjoying herself. "It's... ahem... no problem," I said to them both, "I just want you to have fun honey." "Great! Mmmmmmm, well why don't you get comfortable and enjoy the show? I'm not quite done getting fucked yet." And with that Nicole started slamming her ass back onto Joe's cock as hard as she could. I could see her tight ass shake with every thrust back, and it looked amazing. I just wanted to sink my teeth into her ass cheeks. Joe's cock was completely coated in Nicole's cum. I could see the cream all over his dick, hugging the veins and ridges as he pumped into my wife. The two of them continued fucking in this position for another 5 minutes, with Joe alternating between hard, fast strokes and then slow, deep thrusts that amazed me. I still couldn't believe that Nicole was fitting that whole cock in her pussy. I could see her smooth pussy lips wrapped air-tight around the shaft as she slid back and forth. I definitely knew she'd feel a little different when I fucked her next. I couldn't take it any longer. I undid my pants, lifted my hips, and pulled them down enough to pull out my rock hard cock. Watching the scene in front of me was too much, I needed to jerk off or I felt like I going to explode. I gripped my dick and started slowly pumping my cock, never taking my eyes off my wife fucking right in front of me. "I need to fuck you in new position," Joe said to Nicole as he pulled her long dark hair up towards him. Nicole could only get out an "Ummmmm-hmmmmm", which I assume meant she didn't care what he did. Joe pulled his still rock hard dick out, and I could see Nicole's pussy was staying wide open. In one swift motion, Joe flipped Nicole onto her back, reached down, and picked her up. Nicole knew what to do and instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. The difference in size between the two of them was shocking to see in this position. Nicole looked absolutely tiny in Joe's arms while she was held 6 ft off the ground. His arms reached down, grabbed Nicole's ass and thighs and lifted her up above his upright cock. He held her there, with the head of his cock just grazing the glistening opening of her pussy. Nicole had a look of pure lust in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him hard on the mouth. I was a little surprised to see her kiss him, but it looked hot. She was aggressively making out with him while trying to push her body down to the awaiting 10" of meat below her. Then Joe let Nicole have what she wanted. I watched as he started lowering her slowly, and saw her pussy easily allowing the thick cock inside. Nicole pulled her mouth off his, and bit her lip and the cock pushed deeper and deeper. "Oh FUCK... FUCK... FUCK...Ohhhh," Nicole screamed when he finally bottomed out and Nicole's pelvis was firmly against his hips. "Fuck me, fuck me now," Nicole looked him straight in the eyes, and I could tell she wasn't kidding. Joe didn't need to be told twice. He re-gripped her ass cheeks and started lifting her whole body up and down like it was nothing. Nicole looked like a little fuck toy on top of his cock as he bounced her up and down. She had no control, and just let out guttural moans and the occasional "Fuck me" as she was slid 10" up and 10" back down. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," Nicole started screaming, "I'm gonna cum!" I couldn't believe what I just heard... I'd never seen Nicole cum during sex without a vibrator or a tongue on her clit. And here she was on the verge of having her first orgasm from penetration on another man's cock. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck!" Nicole screamed again, and I saw her body start to shake like it always does when she cums. Joe then lifted her up and slammed her back down and held her balls deep on his cock. Nicole sunk her teeth into Joe's neck and held on while her body convulsed on his cock. After what seemed like an eternity, Joe lifted Nicole off his cock and set her on the ground. I only then realized that Joe hadn't cum yet. His dick was still standing straight out from his body as he slowly stroked it above my wife. "Well? You're not quite finished yet." Joe said to my naked and sweat covered wife. "Don't worry, I didn't forget." And with that, Nicole pulled herself up to her knees and wrapped both hands around his cock. There was still a couple inch gap between her fingers, which really accented how thick that thing really was. It was as still coated in her cum, but that didn't make her hesitate for even a split second. I could see the lust in her eyes as she stared at pulsing member. Nicole dragged her tongue up the shaft and popped the head of his dick in her mouth. She then started jerking the shaft with both hands while she greedily sucked and licked the purple head. Nicole was sucking his cock in the way that I loved. There was saliva dripping from her lips and dropping to down her tits, and she was sliding her hands up and down his slick shaft. This went on for another couple minutes before I saw Joe's hand come down and grab the back of her head. I knew he was gonna come soon, and Nicole did too. She started jerking him harder and moaning as she sucked him, like she was getting off too. And then it started. Joe's hips thrust forward as he shot the first stream of cum into my wife's mouth. I could see Nicole trying to swallow it down, but there was so much that started leaking out of her mouth and falling onto her lap. She pulled her mouth off his cock in time to get another thick rope of cum across her tongue and cheek, and then another that stretched from her lips to her ear. Joe finally stopped cumming, and Nicole proceeded to start cleaning up his cock with her mouth. I just stared in awe at my wife. She was sitting on her knees, lovingly bathing a huge cock with her tongue, her face glazed with cum, and her tits covered in a combo of cum and spit. We all sat in the room for a couple minutes catching our breath from the chain of events that just happened. "Well that was fun!" Nicole said to Joe and myself in a bubbly voice. "Any time, Nicole, any time," Joe replied back, with just a hint of being out of breath. "Yeah, that was... well... that was... hot." I didn't quite know what to say to my freshly fucked wife and man that just fucked her. Nicole then hopped up and went into the washroom to clean herself up and wipe off the gallons of cum. I opened up the mini-fridge and grabbed a beer for myself and Joe. He said "Thanks" and we both just sat there drinking our beers, not really sure where to go with the conversation. Nicole came back out the bathroom, still naked, and hopped into bed. "Well you two? Shall we call it a night?" I still wanted to fuck Nicole, but assumed that she likely need a little rest after the pounding she took. "Yeah, I guess so," I replied. "Joe, you can crash here if you like?" Nicole said to Joe. I was a little surprised to hear the question, and a little more surprised to hear Joe reply back with a "Yeah sure, why not." It was gonna be pretty tight in our king-sized bed tonight... ************ I awoke in the middle of the night... I thought it was road noise outside until I opened my eyes and turned my head. There was Nicole, bent over the arm of the couch, her ass up in the air, and Joe behind her filling her pussy again. We made eye contact, and she could only mouth the word, "Sorry", before giving me a dirty smile and closing her eyes and giving back into the feeling of being fucked by a huge cock. I could hear how wet she was with every stroke. Her pussy must have been dripping wet, as I could hear a distinct "squish" sound as his dick drove deep inside of her. When he withdrew all the way out I could see Nicole's thick cream coating his shaft. I would have thought after the pounding she took last night that she'd be too sore to go again... Guess I was wrong. I found myself getting hard again watching the two of them together. My hand drifted down to my aching dick and started pumping it. "SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK" Joe's hips were slamming against Nicole's ass as he drove into her. She was taking all 10" right to the hilt, and loving every inch of it. Her head bobbed forward with every thrust, her hair falling over her face, and her teeth biting onto her bottom lip. He stuffed her from behind for another couple of minutes, before pulling out in a long slow motion. His cock was absolutely dripping with Nicole's juices, as he stepped around to her head and pointed his cock at her mouth. Nicole reached a hand up, grasped the base of his cock, and pulled the head to her waiting tongue. She eagerly dragged her tongue up and down the cock, tasting her own juices with every pass. I could see in her eyes and body language that she was loving acting like a slut. She was slobbering all over his cock, as she alternated between sucking it deep into her mouth and licking it all over. Once again, her saliva was dripping from her mouth as she strained to fit all of the 10" cock into her mouth and throat. Joe was beginning to feel the effects of Nicole's expert cock sucking. He put one hand on the back of her head and began thrusting into her mouth. Nicole let out a couple muffled grunts as the long cock pushed in and out of her throat. I was once again amazed at what Nicole was able to do with Joe. The rest of her body didn't even move as he fucked her mouth. She just remained bent over the couch, as this 6'5" movie star thrusted into her mouth like he was fucking her pussy again. Finally, after a couple more minutes of face fucking my wife, Joe tensed up and unleashed another load of cum. This time Nicole was ready and I could see her swallowing his cum, intent on not letting any escape down onto her chin. Joe left his cock in Nicole's mouth as it rapidly deflated. Nicole held it with one hand and continued to bathe it clean until she was satisfied. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep as both of them climbed back into bed as if nothing had happened. My cock was aching and I was dying to get at my wife, but it would have to wait until tomorrow. ************ When I awoke in the morning, Joe was gone, but a note was left on our hotel desk. "Thanks for the fun. Gimme a call ANYTIME you're in town. - Joe" Although this was our first trip to LA, I'm pretty positive that it won't be our last. The End... The List The list wasn't different from what He would usually want me to have ready for Him. What was surprising about the list was that He emailed it that morning already. He rarely emails and, never a list like this. And most certainly, never this far in advance. The email read: Clothes pegs ~ 8 Blindfold The mask you made from black stocking Stainless steel spoon Be ready at 8pm. Just that. The mask He had me make a while ago from the foot part of a pair of stockings. There is a little hole for my eyes and mouth, but it covered my face. The spoon was an old favourite. It hurt like all hell when used on soft skin. Something we both loved. The whole day I felt caught in an almost breathless excitement. Not daring to let it show, believing that to acknowledge it would somehow jinx the chance we would have to be together. However, the arousal unfurled inside me like the tail of a lazy cat. Slowly and deliberately. By 7:45,I was stepping out of the shower. My hair tied up in a messy bun like I usually do when we spend time together. The last thing I want is for my hair to be obscuring His view. My body was clean-shaven and primed. He wouldn't be able to smell the lovely scent or touch the smoothness but it gave me confidence to know that I looked and smelled good for Him. Before the shower I had already started the PC, plugged in and tested the camera and headset. Now I just recheck that I had everything, fold the blue towel and sit on it. Like always, it's a jolt when He comes online. I'm not scared. Well, not exactly. It's more a case of knowing He will push me mentally and physically and demand my mind and body be open to Him and He will use both pleasure and pain to help me get there. Right before we start, I always doubt whether I am strong enough to do all of what He wants the way He wants me to. But the wonder is He seems to understand just how to get me to the place of being able to obey and comply without really needing to think about it. His first words on the screen set the tone: Ready little slut? I lick my lips nervously and respond with: *smiles* Yes Sir. I am ready. The sound of ringing fills my ears and I answer. The cam takes a moment to show on the screen and when it does, I am in the position He likes me to be in. Sitting back on my heels, legs spread and cupping my breasts, playing nervously with my already-hardened nipples. He tells me immediately to turn around, and leaning onto the side of the bed, to take the spoon and start spanking. I start spanking. He then begins to direct how the blows should fall: Harder Three in a row Breathe, slut. Other cheek. Harder Harder!! Good girl. Now on the same spot. Again. Again. Harder. Another. Good girl. I was in heaven, crying and hanging onto the side of the bed, but obeying every single command. I never even considered NOT obeying. I was in the only spot on earth I wanted to be right then. Feeling Him keenly. Not doubting His feelings for me, for us. Knowing I was pleasing Him in exactly the way He desires of me. He told me to sit back on my red and bruised ass. I did so gingerly and closed my eyes, leaning against the side of the bed. I was floating, He knew it. In a gentle voice He told me to focus. I acknowledged this by saying: 'Yes Sir'. Slowly He explained that He wants me to put on the blindfold, then the mask. I obeyed, again without thought, safe in the knowledge that He is in control. The mask always made me feel deeply submissive, as it somehow took my identity away. It allowed me freedom to be faceless and nameless; a long held fantasy. Leaning back again, I lazily touched my nipples, running my hands over my body, over my hips, and carefully parting my pussy, luxuriating in the sensual joy of my soft skin. He enjoys watching me touch myself for Him, knowing He put me in this contented state, wanting Him with every touch. Then, through the haze of arousal, I heard noises of chairs scraping. My eyes flew open. Blackness. I had forgotten He had me blindfolded. He must have seen my body stiffening, arousal fleeing and making space for terror. His voice was calm. 'No, girl. Just breathe.' 'Tell me, have I ever asked more of you than you could give?' 'Nn..No, Sir' 'Are you safe with me?' 'Yes Sir.' Not even a hint of hesitation. 'Do you enjoy people looking at you being a little slut for Me?' 'I...I don't know Sir'. Again closing my eyes, behind the blindfold. 'What?' 'Yes Sir. I like it...' Then softer: 'I like it very much, Sir'. 'Come girl, say it louder. My friends couldn't hear you.' 'Sir?' Silence. 'Yes Sir. I like it when people see me being a little slut for You, Sir.' His instruction was loud and no mistaking possible: 'Spread your legs. Rub.' My legs fell open and I rubbed, cheeks burning under the mask, but aroused to the point of melting. Again and again He led me to display myself for Him and His guests. Rubbing my clit. Pulling at the lips and pegging them with clothes pegs. Penetrating me with a phallus. Turning over and displaying the redness of my ass cheeks. Bending down, my head on the floor as He instructs me to clean the puddle I left on the towel. I was wanton and without embarrassment, hidden safely by the blindfold and mask, performing, no, showing off to the nameless, faceless guests. After an eternity that lasted only a few breaths, His voice calmly praising me, I started floating back to earth. It was only Him and me. The masks were discarded. I've never felt so... broken open before another person before. Not to the guests, if there even were any, but to Him. He saw me at my most base...most vulnerable and He still called me His good girl. I could feel Him also floating with me, cut off from any type of reality other than the one He created for us. I felt knitted to Him. He took me to the darkest of my fantasies and brought me back safely.