2 comments/ 14440 views/ 1 favorites Time for Us By: Devoted2Master It's 2:15 on a Saturday morning. Anna unlocks the front door and finds Louie asleep on the sofa. Smiling, she crouches down next to him and softly kisses him on the lips. He stirs in his sleep, then wakens and smiles. "What's up, Sexy?" he asks in his sleepy voice. Anna smiles down at him and kisses him lightly again. "I just wanted to let you know that I was home," she says. Louie sits up and pulls her down in his lap. As he reaches down to undo the ankle straps on her high heel shoes, he says, "So, tell me about your night. Were you a naughty girl?" Anna leans back against him and lays her head on his shoulder. Louie is rubbing her right foot now, caressing it and massaging. "Ahh, that feels good," she says. "So, tell me what you did tonight," Louie says. "I want to hear all about it." She smiles and says, "Mmmm…. Well, I danced a lot." "Oh, did you? Did you dance with the girls or with some guys?" Louie asks. By now, his hand is moving up her calf, over her pantyhose. "I danced with the girls at first. We were having a good time." Anna nuzzles against Louie's neck. "Mmmm…that feels good, Baby," she says. Louie's hand is now trailing up her leg, caressing the inside of her thigh. "Were the guys checking you girls out while you danced?" "Yeah. You know how guys are." She moves against him, feeling his hand against her thigh. "There was this one guy that was watching me all night." "Really? Did you dance with him?" he asks. Her eyes closed, she rubs her hand across his smooth chest. "Yeah…"she murmurs. "He asked me to dance when I got back to our table." Louie's hand is now pressing against her crotch. She spreads her legs wider and pulls her skirt up, giving him a better view. His hand presses between her legs, cupping her womanhood. "So tell me how you danced with him, you naughty girl. Were you pressed against him?" "Ahh…. Yes," she says moving her hips up to meet Louie's hand. "He had his crotch pressed against my hip." "Did he, now? Did you like it?" Louie asks, rubbing her clit through her pantyhose. Anna sighs and moves against Louie's fingers. "I wished it was you I was dancing with, Louie. I wished all night that you didn't have to work and that it was you pressed against me on the dance floor." "Mmm…really?" he asks. "Would you have wanted me grinding against you on the dance floor, my hand up under your skirt?" "Yes," she says. "Oh, Baby, that feels so good." She presses her lips to his ear and whispers, "I wish you would have been there. I would have loved to feel you cock pressed against me. And your chest pressed against my breasts" She nips at his ear and reaches down and slips her hand inside his shorts, running the tips of her fingers over his manhood. She runs her tongue along his jaw and chin and up to his bottom lip. She takes his bottom lip in hers and sucks on it, all the while her hand is in his shorts caressing and teasing his cock. She slips her tongue inside his mouth and begins kissing him, softly at first, then with more passion. She moves her wet mound against his fingertips that are pressing through her pantyhose. Sliding off of him, onto the floor, she takes his cock out of his shorts and leans down and takes him into her mouth. She runs her tongue up and down the length of his cock, warm and wet against his hardness. Twirling her tongue around the tip, she opens her mouth slowly, taking in first the head and sucking on it. She wraps her tongue around his head and inhales, taking in his scent. She loves the smell of him and she breathes deeply. Her hand coming up to caress his balls, she slowly takes all of him into her mouth. She hears him moan as her wet lips wrap around him. She feels him grab her hair and run his fingers through it. Her mouth moves up and down on his cock, her tongue pressed flat against it. He moves under her mouth, pushing her head down farther onto his cock. Taking all of him in her mouth, she sucks on him, greedily feeding on him. She begins sucking harder on him, her mouth making slurping sounds as his cock goes in and out of her hungry, wet mouth. He pulls her head off of him by her hair. He reaches down and pulls her to her feet and leads her to the bedroom. She lies down on the bed and watches as he removes his clothing, taking in the sight of him. The sight of his tattooed, muscled arms excites her. He lies down on the bed next to her and begins kissing her. He snakes his hand under her shirt and caresses her stomach. Slowly he removes her shirt, running his tongue along her sides. He reaches behind her and undoes the clasp of her bra and removes it, tossing it to the floor. His hands caress her breasts, while his tongue teases her nipples. He hears her gasp as he bites her left nipple. "Oh, Louie," she moans. Arching her back, she presses his head against her breasts. He runs his tongue around each nipple, as his hands caress her sides. His tongue traces paths down her stomach, while he removes her skirt, slipping it under her ass and down over her legs. At her feet, he runs his tongue along the arch of her left foot. He presses her foot against his face and rubs the side of his face against it. He takes in the scent of her and then takes her into his mouth. He runs his tongue along her calf and up to the inside of her thigh. She opens up for him, revealing her sex. He presses his head against her crotch and pushes her thighs further apart with his strong hands. She can feel his tongue pressing against her pantyhose, probing her, teasing her. His tongue dances across her engorged clit. She can smell her sex in the air and it makes her more excited. His tongue trailing along the top of her pantyhose, he starts to slide them down past her hips, down her thighs, calves and off of her feet. He returns to her pussy and begins lapping up the juices she has produced for him. His tongue darts in and out of her opening. She presses against his face, gripping the sheets tightly as he tortures her with his tongue. As he sucks on her clit, she can feel her body start to convulse with pleasure. She erupts against his face, as she calls his name. "Did that feel good, baby?" he asks as he slides up her body. She can smell her all over his face as he kisses her deeply. Tasting her juices, she thrusts her tongue deeper into his mouth. Her hand immediately returns to his cock and she finds it hard and throbbing against her palm. "Take me, Louie," she says. "I want you inside me." He enters her, filling her opening with his cock. He leans back on his knees and pulls her legs up over his shoulder. She presses her foot against his face, while he thrusts deep inside her. She can feel his tongue on her foot, as his cock fills her. He begins pumping harder, excited that she enjoys foot play as much as he does. He takes in her scent and the sight of her as she bucks beneath him making the most erotic of faces. He can tell that she is getting close to orgasm as her walls tighten around his cock. He takes her foot into his mouth and begins sucking on it, knowing that it will send her over the edge. He is not disappointed as her body begins to shake and her pussy quivers. He pumps harder, coming close to orgasm. Then he removes his cock and kneels over her, letting her suck her juices off of him. She feeds hungrily on his cock, her body still shaking from her orgasm. She grabs him by the ass and pulls him closer, taking in all of him. She begins sucking him, pulling on his cock so that he explodes insider her mouth, deep down her throat. She moans, as she tastes the both of them in her mouth. He grabs her by the head and digs his hands into her red hair, his body shaking uncontrollably as he releases into her. He collapses against her and she snuggles next to him, reveling in the afterglow of their passionate sex. Time for Woodstock Chapter 1 New York 2154 Sonia walked into her multi-billion dollar mansion, dropped her shopping bags on the couch, and said, "I'm so bored of doing nothing but shopping." Her husband Bryce, looked up from his newspaper screen, and asked, "Well, what else do you want to do? You have other options, you know, pick a hobby, learn a skill." "If it was as easy as that, I would have done it a long time ago. There is one thing I've been wanting to try, though. Sara mentioned she and her boyfriend went on a vacation to the Bahamas back in the 2000's, and she said it was beautiful." Bryce said, "You mean you want to try Vacations in Time? Larson was saying he went on a business trip a few weeks ago, and came back with pockets full of vintage coins. But, what do you want to go for, we have everything we need here?" And it was true. Bryce not only owned hundreds of very successful real estate holdings in very lucrative locations, but he was brilliant with all things money. His one weakness was Sonia. He spent lavishly on her, and let her have her way with most things. Sonia was the kind of beauty that takes men's breath away. With no enhancements, she still looked 21, even at 26. She had the svelte body of a tall athlete, legs that went on forever, an ass that was a wonderful handful, and the perfect size and shaped breasts. All in all she was the total package. Along with her long, black hair that reached her ass, she had men doing double takes even in a world where beauty was truly only skin deep at times. "Oh, I don't know, there just doesn't seem to be anything new here." Sonia said, sighing. "We go out, and we have great friends, but don't you ever feel like you are missing out on something? Something really basic, like unfulfilled fantasies, or deeper relationships? We have everything we could possibly want, but there just isn't any adventure in it for me." Bryce looked at her a long time before answering. Finally, he said, "Ok, so what are some fantasies you have?" Sonia looked under her eyelashes at him, and wondered how much she could really tell him. He loved her, was attentive, and they had a great sex life, but she was missing something. And her dreams at night had gotten increasingly sexual, and carnal. Bryce was built like a man who fully enjoyed his strength. He had large biceps without looking disproportionate, a flat, toned stomach, and an ass that she frequently sunk her teeth into. Tanned, tall, and dark, he was gorgeous. And she could tell him anything, she thought again. "I've been having these dreams." Then stopped, and flushed unsure if she should go on. "Don't stop there, beautiful, tell me." "Don't laugh. Promise?" He chuckled, then sobered, "I won't, I promise." "Well, I keep dreaming I'm surrounded by this huge crowd of people, and I'm masturbating, and you're there just watching the show. It's so hot, and people start gathering around, and, and, well...you get the idea." "That. Is. So. Hot." Bryce shivered a little inside, and a quick twinge was gathering below his pants. Feeling completely comfortable with Sonia, and not having any of her inhibitions, he grabbed his penis through his pants and started rubbing himself. "Tell me more." Not being able to keep from noticing what he was doing to himself, she grew increasingly hot. "Well, that's it really. That's my fantasy. I want to masturbate, and have mad, passionate sex in the middle of a large crowd that feels compelled to join in." Thinking about her dreams, and watching him pleasure himself, she reached under her skirt, and inside her panties, and started to rub her clit. Something about watching people give themselves pleasure always turned her on. Bryce carefully unzipped his pants, reached in, and grabbed his penis. Stroking slowly at first, but gaining momentum, he was getting wildly hot watching his wife rub herself off. Soon, he couldn't hold back, and released himself. Standing up, he said gruffly, "Take it off." She knew he meant her dress, and since she was so close to coming, she gladly obliged. She needed him inside her, and fast. Pulling his own pants down and not bothering with anything else, as soon as the dress was free, and her glorious body was shown, he reached for her legs, wrenched them apart, and drove into her waiting wetness. She was so tight, and every time he was in her he felt the slick, wet heat was where he belonged. Filling her body, he plunged, over and over until they were both out of breath, slick with sweat, and ready to come. The fullness, the aching pleasure was enough to drive them both mad. The pressure built until they both exploded. He filled her with hot come, and she clenched around his hardness as though it were a lifeline. Finally, after several minutes had passed, they fell limply onto the couch and held each other for the better part of an hour. Finally Bryce said, "Ok, where do you want to go? Or should I say, when?" "Woodstock, 1969." Chapter 2 "Vacations in Time is not just a travel destination. It is an adventure waiting to happen." Said the voice on the train to their terminal. "There are some quick things you need to remember. As soon as you are in your destination, and however long you stay, you will come back here exactly 5 seconds after you left. No more, no less. So, feel free to stay as long as you like. When you do come back," the very efficient voice reminded, "you will be the same age as when you left, even if years have gone by. You CANNOT come back pregnant, with a disease, or having changed history in any way. What we have learned, is that no matter who travels back and when, in essence, people will always make the same decisions, and as soon as you come back, it's like it never happened in the past." Bryce looked at Sonia, and whispered, "That's a nice feature." She grinned back. "We will give each of you the required clothes for that era, and a cheat sheet of sorts in case you need to stay longer than planned. If you need money from that era, just play the lottery, bet on a race, or so on. Since most people go back for short trips, it isn't always necessary, but in case you decide to stay longer, it will give you a means to live. However, please remember, you can come back with nothing more than what is on your person. No other individual other than who you go with, no other bags other than what you bring. We want you to have the time of your life living in history itself. So, enjoy yourself, and feel free to come back in 5 minutes, or 25 years. It's up to you." Bryce looked at Sonia again, his arm around her, and whispered in her ear, "How long do you think we should stay?" "I was just thinking the 3 days of the concert. No reason to stay more. What do you think?" "Sounds fine to me." The voice on the train continued as they started slowing down. "The last thing to keep in mind is that if you do happen to perish while in another era, please don't worry, you will be pulled back here, and be as good as new. That is all for now, watch your step disembarking, and have a pleasant vacation in time." "Interesting." Bryce said. "Are you still up for this?" Said Sonia, a little apprehensive herself. "Absolutely, it looks like they take care of everything. I'm ready" They both turned when they heard their names called, and noticed a young, uniformed woman approach when Bryce raised his hand. Smiling, she said, "Woodstock, 1969, right? And are you staying for the whole weekend?" "Yes, if that's ok?" "Of course, stay as long as you like. We have your authentic costumes right this way, if you will step to the dressing rooms. And when you are finished, we have also provided some packs of food, water, and comfort items that we have found are necessary for a whole weekend at Woodstock. Please put on your costumes, and meet me right back out here for further instructions." "Well, this is all very friendly." Said Bryce, as he stepped into his dressing room. What he saw made him laugh out loud. Brown bell-bottoms, and a shirt that was as bright as the sun in a color he couldn't begin to fathom faced him. However, he was getting more excited by the minute to discover what would await them, so he quickly donned the outrageous outfit, headband and all. After he was done he thought he made an awesome hippy. Stepping back through the curtain, he instantly stopped in his tracks as Sonia appeared from behind her curtain. "Damn!" "Too much?" She asked, "I think it's cute." She was beautiful in her fringed halter top, short skirt, some beads, and knee high boots that also had fringe on the top. Her hair made her look all the more hippy with a thin piece of rope wrapped around her head, and a flower sitting above her right ear. "You are gorgeous. I think 1969 will suit you perfectly." "Oh, good, you are all ready. Follow me please." Beamed the oh-so-perky uniformed attendant. "Here are your packs of necessities. Bryce, you will carry a pack with a tent, and some water, and Sonia will have some food packs, and more water. You will be dropped off in the woods near a small lake that you can use for bathing in, and the concert is less than a mile away. We will be bringing you into the concert right around the time that they finally have someone start singing, and anytime you are ready to return, please feel free to push the stone on your ring. You both have a ring, and as long as you are both holding hands when you return, only one is necessary. Are there any questions I can help you with before we send you through?" "No, I think everything was covered on the way over. But, what if by chance we both lose our rings?" Sonia asked with a little trepidation. "It's never happened before, but if it does, we can tell on the other side. If 6 seconds have passed since you left our side, we know that the rings were lost, and we push the button on our end. We have highly trained engineers that handle that instance, and it's been practiced a lot, but has never actually happened in a real scenario." "Oh, good, that's a relief." Sonia said feeling a little less uneasy. "I'm ready whenever you are." "Please step up to the plate, hold hands, and make sure your packs are securely on your shoulders. And as always, have a fantastic vacation in time." They both looked at each other, grabbed hands, and stepped on the beaming white plate that looked like a baseball diamond. Bright light hit them, and the next thing they knew, they were standing in front of a lake with a forest behind them, and music coming from a distance off. With a little screech of delight, Sonia launched herself at Bryce, and he laughed and turned her around in circles. "We're here!!" She said, "We're at Woodstock!" Smiling, he put her down, kissed her soundly, and said, "Let's go find a spot to set up." Chapter 3 Sonia and Bryce headed toward the noise, and eventually saw some other revelers up ahead. There still weren't as many people as they knew would be there, so they found a fairly comfortable spot farther up the hill toward the back of the field where they could set up their tent. Bryce had a little trouble setting up such an old contraption, but he managed while Sonia dug through their packs to find a snack. "Hi-ya. It's totally groovy here isn't it?" said a stranger making his way over to Bryce and Sonia. "Need a hand?" Helping Bryce straighten the tent to stretch it over the pole he was working on was a huge help. "Sure, I obviously lack the ability to put up a simple tent. Thanks." "Sure, no problem. I'm Bobby, by the way, up from Virginia. Heard about this concert and knew I had to come. Where you from?" Said Bobby looking up from a tent pole as Bryce slipped the canvas over it. "New York. My name's Bryce and this is Sonia my wife." "Peace." Said Bobby, taking another look up the long legs of his new friends' wife. He had been staring at Sonia for the better part of 15 minutes before he thought he better befriend the couple to get a closer look. Bobby was a little on the scrawny side, with long dark hair, and a sort of grungy vibe. He couldn't have been more than 18 or 19 years old. He had on large, dark sun shades to cover his eyes and where they were looking. As Bobby and Bryce finished up, Sonia came over with a canteen of water, and some granola, and they passed that around. Bryce looked up and saw Sonia's interest in the new kid and figured with the tent set up, they should all get better acquainted. Bryce and Sonia were both starting to get a little edgy, and figured what better time to start meeting people than right now. "Freedom" could be heard from the stage, and Bryce was ready to get free of these clothes. Knowing Sonia would be a little shy starting off, he knew he was the one to get the ball rolling. "Hey Sonia, why don't you put our packs in the tent? Very slowly," he whispered to her as she sat right next to him. "Give him a little show. I doubt he'll need more encouragement to break in our tent. Are you up for it?" With a little flush to her cheeks that might have been half blush, half anticipation, she slowly got to her knees, and pushed the packs inside the opening of the tent right beside them. Bending over to "adjust" them gave Bobby a perfect view of her ass, and a boner that started sticking straight in the air. His pants were getting very tight. Bobby thought he was being subtle behind his glasses, but the picture of her bare ass underneath the very short skirt, and the white panties underneath stretched across her smooth pink lips had him reaching for his penis beneath his corduroy's before he thought better of it. Bryce, knowing Bobby could see everything, slowly used one finger to run up and down his wife's wet lips, soaking her panties instantly. When he heard her moan from inside the tent, he asked, "Would you like to take your panties off, so Bobby here can get a better view while he jacks off?" She quickly turned around in the tent, slid back farther inside, and drew her panties down very slowly. Bobby was watching now with rapt attention, and knowing he had Bryce's permission to look, turned him on even more. Bryce crawled into the tent, turned back and asked, "Aren't you going to join us, Bobby?" Bobby needed no more prodding. He quickly crawled inside, turned around and fumbled the zipper of the tent closed with one hand, and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants with the other. He knew he was acting like a school boy, so after taking his pants and shirt off, he just sat there watching the couple who was agreeing to this unspoken fantasy of his. Sonia laughed softly at his exuberance, leaned back her head, closed her eyes, and let her hand drift down to her smooth mound. Feather light touches were all that was needed to keep her hot, and the thought of three whole days of fantasy filled sex had her virtually gushing. Knowing young Bobby, and Bryce were both watching her pleasure herself was exhilarating to say the least. Keeping his eyes on Sonia's wet pussy, Bryce slowly lowered his pants over his now bulging dick. Bobby was absolutely mesmerized by what she was doing. His hand was gliding over his dick, but if he didn't slow down, he was going to come before the party really got started. Bryce reached over, grabbed Bobby's dick, and just held it until the very shocked Bobby finally faced him. "Nice package, but if you don't slow down, you're going to miss the fireworks at the end. We're just getting started." Bryce pinched the tip of Bobby's penis till it hurt enough to stop him from coming too soon, then let go of it, and resumed the slow up and down strokes of his own dick so that he wouldn't lose momentum. "Right, right, groovy!" said a still stunned Bobby. By now Sonia was heating up even more, and she could feel the first of what could be many orgasms start to slowly make its way forward. Her fingers on her pussy were now speeding up, and her slit was slick and wet. Never had she felt such power. Watching two grown men pleasure themselves as she did was a rush. Knowing she had control of their peak was exhilarating, and as she thought about it, she started panting, and a low moan escaped, but she wasn't sure from who. "That's right, baby, come for me." Bryce said in his low voice. "Come for me." "Oh fuck, oh fuck!! I'm trying so hard not to come, but damn." Said Bobby, and Sonia could see he was too turned on to hold back. The climax from just watching the excitement was more than either of them could stand. Her hand was like a piston between her legs, and all eyes were drawn to her shaved, wet pussy. The orgasm shot through her like a bullet, and a scream tore from her lips. A scream of pure satisfaction. Moments later, Bobby knelt forward unable to help himself, and came all over the floor beside her. With a satisfied final grunt, he slid to the floor, panting rapidly. Bryce was still rock hard, and immediately knelt between his wife's opened legs, and entered her in one swift stroke. Slowly, and deliberately he pushed into his wife's hot center, and held there for several moments before grunting out his release. Chapter Four By that evening the crowd was growing larger, and more people were beginning to fill up the space closer to the group of now three horny concert goers. They sat outside their tent, swaying to the music, and at times getting up and dancing uninhibited. Sonia no longer had a top on, and since several others were milling around topless, she felt a sense of freedom. Bobby was getting bolder in his affections toward Sonia. When she was sitting, he sometimes ran his hands over her breasts. If she was up dancing, he would get up, dance with her, and usually grab her ass, or kiss her sweet lips. He sported a boner most of the afternoon, but since the first orgasm had hit, he was able to slow down, and enjoy the process. Through all of this, Bryce sat and watched his wife dance, and Bobby enjoy her. He was comfortable enough with his wife that he knew she not only liked it, but would stop anything she felt uncomfortable with. However, watching Bobby fawn all over her, he doubted she would. She was enjoying herself far too much, and loved the attention of not only young Bobby, but a few of the other men, and even women close by. Late into the night they all fell into the tent, exhausted, naked, and once again horny. With no urgency, both men once more started stroking Sonia. On her back, her buttocks, her breasts, her stomach, and best of all, her pussy. Bobby was at Sonia's front, and Bryce to her back. Bobby's dick was long, and nudged itself in the crux of her thighs. She squeezed her thighs together and held him there a long time, while they kissed thoroughly. "Such a sweet boy," she said, and took his tongue in her mouth once more. Rubbing her ass from behind, Bryce slid his hand between her round cheeks, and found her pussy with Bobby's dick nestled there. He started rubbing both his wife and Bobby, and could feel his own dick jerk in response to this new sensation. He was more turned on knowing Bobby was enjoying his ministrations just as much. Bobby looked over at Bryce across Sonia's body, and his eyes instantly heated up. Opening her legs, and adjusting her position, Sonia said, "Let's get a little more comfortable, shall we." She immediately laid Bobby down on his back, and sat close to his lips, facing his dick. He whimpered a little with anticipation, and she gasped as he slid his tongue along her slit. Bryce decided he liked this new experience, and while he enjoyed watching, he wanted to participate more. He bent forward, and took Bobby's dick into his mouth, and sucked the tip. There was an instant reaction to all three people. Bobby gasped, then sank his mouth more hungrily into Sonia's pussy, eating her with delight. This caused her to get weak in the knees and start keening softly, and then more loudly the closer she was to coming. And Bryce decided he liked the sensation of a hard, smooth dick in his mouth, and quickened the pace on Bobby's dick. Since Bryce's dick was being left unattended, Bobby made a grab for it and started beating it in rhythm to Bryce's mouth. Time for Woodstock All three came at once in a rush of climax. Both men shot their loads, and Sonia started lapping some of Bobby's off her husband's face. Exhausted, they resumed their three way spoon and were fast asleep. Chapter 5 The next day, they mingled, made new friends, ate, drank and were generally having a blast. They decided to abstain from drugs since there was no need. Their fantasies had literally started being played out, and they needed no extra "help" to achieve a high. There was one last experience that needed to be dealt with, and that Sonia and Bryce were now looking forward to with anticipation. The one fantasy that had brought them here to begin with. Bryce came up behind Sonia late that afternoon, put his hands around and cupped her breasts. "Are you having second thoughts about initiating your fantasy?" He asked, and he stroked his hands over her nipples, pinching slightly. "No, I was thinking just a minute ago that it's now or never. I want everyone watching me. Not just one captive audience, as fun as Bobby has been, but many. Are you ready to share me?" "Looking forward to it." With a smile, he grabbed her ass from behind, and walked back toward the tent, grabbed a swallow of water from the canteen, and turned to watch the show. With no hesitation on her part (and what a difference two days can make) Sonia turned around, found Bryce's eyes, and slowly lowered her skirt. Underneath were a new pair of panties, light blue this time, that she had put on a couple of hours ago after washing up some from the night before. She slowly lowered these too, and noticed a few more eyes turn her way. All she was wearing now was her long, black hair. She dropped her head back and reveled in the feel of her hair grazing the top of her buttocks. Lowering herself to the ground, she drew her hands down her body. First her breasts, then lightly grazed her stomach, drew her legs up, and opened them wide. Then she found what she needed. Her already slick pussy. By now men were gazing openly at the sight of this woman being so blatant, and she drew power from having the ability to turn on men to such an extent. She slowly arched up as more sensations flooded her system from her hand working her pussy. Circling her clit, then pushing two fingers in her heat, then using the juice to lubricate her clit more. Over, and over, she wracked her body with more feelings. After no more than several minutes she felt the first of what she knew would be many tongues on her body. The first man lapped at her right nipple, and seeing no discouragement from her or her obviously enthralled husband, another man started licking her other nipple. Excitement built in the crowd. The first brave man that stepped between her thighs slowly moved her hands away from her sopping pussy, and licked all the way up her slit until his tongue, oh his magic tongue, found her clit. Circling her clit, and humming he brought her so close to orgasm she was moaning loudly now. When he finally backed away to allow her to compose herself, and for the next wave to begin, she looked around her and noticed all of the men in their circle had there dicks out, and were pounding away, nearly ready to come. A few women too were stroking their pussies and watching the show playing out on the lawn. She could see Bryce watching the women, men and coming back to her with his dick in his hands, rubbing softly. He knew to wait awhile before coming, as this was going to take a little while. Seconds later, another man knelt between her thighs, rammed into her pussy, and banged her until he was nearly spent. Pulling out, he came on the grass next to her. The next man was barely a man, and came within seconds, also spilling his seed in the grass. Such polite men. Bobby was next, and though she was thoroughly enjoying the sensations rolling through her, she held back a little with him, knowing he had already had a couple of turns. Bobby lasted a little longer than the others, and he so closely hit the right spots, she was nearing an orgasm. She decided to give him her first orgasm of the night, he deserved it, and she was just too close to stop at that point. He grabbed her hips, lifted them off the ground, and pounded hard into her aching pussy. Sonia lost control. The heightened sensations of being watched, and used so thoroughly by so many men pushed her over the edge. She screamed ruthlessly, and kept jacking her hips higher trying to gain the heavens. Bobby spilled his seed into her, and she felt the rush of liquid spurt inside her. He moaned over and over. Several other moans rent the air as well. One woman lifted herself off the ground onto her knees, and jerked as a stream of come washed from her. Her scream was almost as loud as Sonia's. Several men had to help her up, since her legs had gone to jelly. "My turn." Sonia heard as she turned from watching the other woman reach her pleasure. A big burly man, flopped her over on her stomach, lifted her ass in the air, and started pounding into her ruthlessly. Sonia was facing Bryce now and could see him start to get up and see if she was alright, but she waved him away. She was fine, and tuning up for more. The man behind her finished off on her back, and the next man spent almost immediately. She flipped over onto her back, not able to hold herself up anymore. By now Sonia's wet pussy was wearing down, and she was so exhausted from the excitement, she could barely hold herself up. That's when a little blond beauty stepped nearer to her. Sonia could tell she understood she needed the quiet, whisper of touch for a while. She knelt between Sonia's legs, and slowly rubbed her naked pussy up Sonia's thigh. She did this several more times until she quietly came with almost no sound. That gave Sonia just enough of a breather, and turned her on so much, she knew she was going to come with the next man between her thighs. He could be no one but Bryce. As if he understood her need, he knelt slowly between her thighs, rubbed her pussy lightly before softly entering her heat. Panting, and exhilarated at the entire experience, Sonia gradually became aware of a heat unlike any she had experienced with Bryce before. She loved this man. What other man would let her act out the type of fantasy she was having? The heat built until she quietly moaned her final release, and fell back sleepy and satiated. She felt him drive slowly into her one final time, and spend himself inside her. She was so sleepy, she never knew he picked her up and walked her the few feet to the tent, gently laid her inside, and dressed himself. A couple of hours later, she awoke. She was clean, and laying under a blanket. It had started raining outside. She could hear it on the canvas. Bobby came in, and said, "Bryce said you have to leave today. Sure wish you could stay." "We need to head back. I'm sure we don't need the tent and supplies anymore, so you are welcome to them." "That's what Bryce said, thanks." Turning to leave, she grabbed his arm, turned him around, and kissed him thoroughly. "Something to remember me by, sweetie. I had a blast." He grinned, and turned away as Bryce made his way back into the tent. "Feel good?" "I. Feel. Wonderful. Did you have as much fun?" "I didn't realize this was as much my fantasy as yours. I'm ready for the next adventure. Now get dressed, and let's go home." She quickly dressed, and leaving everything behind, they waved goodbye to Bobby and walked toward the woods they came in on. Once out of sight from the crowd, which took a while, they stopped at the edge of a road with empty cars lined up, and saw no one around. "Where should our next adventure be?" asked Bryce as he pulled Sonia to him and held her. "The next fantasy is yours. But, as long as I'm there to watch, I'm game for anything. Where ever you go, I'm coming. Literally." They both laughed as they held on tight, and Bryce pushed the stone in the middle of his ring. Time For Work She wondered if her original plan to seduce him in the shower was a bad idea because he only had a few minutes before he had to leave for work that night. The passion they shared, was so intense, that it was too hard to break free and go seperate ways just moments after experiencing a pleasure that she had not known before him. For her, she not only enjoyed the moments of sexual pleasure that they shared, but cuddling and conversation afterwards as well. There was nothing like the feeling she felt after they made love and he wrapped his arms around her tight, hugging and kissing her gently and pushing her hair away from her face. The way he would whisper "I love you" in her ear. The smile on his face, the sweat on his body, or the feel of his heart beating against her body. The anticipation of what came after, was to her, just as wonderful as the passion they would have shared during the physical pleasures they explored with each other before that moment. But just as he made her feel things she never felt before emotionally, he also gave her things physically she never dreamt possible either. With that, brought a new desire she had not known before. When he was gone, he was always in her thoughts. To see something of his, would be enough to let her mind wander to a memory of a night they shared together . As it was, she had been craving his attention and touch all day. She knew she'd miss him terribly when he left Although she knew she'd miss out on something she desired so much afterward, she put that out of her mind and took pleasure in the few stolen moments they could share before he had to leave. She looked up at him. He was so handsome. She loved the way the water trickled down his chest. His height was just perfect and she could wrap her arms around him and when he did the same back, she felt safe. She loved everything about him. His deep eyes, and the way he looked at her as if he could see right into her soul. His perfectly shaped lips, and the way it felt when he pressed his lips against her body. His hands, and how they were so strong yet when he touched her, it was with a gentleness that felt truly amazing. His ears, and how she liked to kiss them and nibble on his earlobes and for the way he listened to everything she said as if it actually was important. But there was one part of his body that she had not ever taken an interest or time to understand on anyone before him and it was the most perfect, pleasurable thing she ever noticed before. Since she had not felt the joy that he brought her before in her life, to her, it was almost a seperate part of him entirely, and she couldn't help but love that part of him just as much as any other part of him. As she washed his hair, all the while loving everything about him and still wondering why she loved his head so much too. Was it just that she was in love? Was it that she loved him so completely that she could love everything about him from the tiniest thing right to the biggest part of his manhood as well? Next, she washed his back gently and as he turned around she let her hands glide across his chest and their lips met with a kiss. She knelt down on to the shower floor and rubbed him all over, except the one place she knew he desired her hands the most. She moved closer to him, and let him feel her breath upon it, but still careful, not to touch it with her hands. She moved even closer and as lightly as she could brushed his hard cock with her lips and quickly moved up to his stomach. She could see his anticipation rise along with his beautiful manhood as well. She knew that he couldn't resist it much longer, but that gave her even more excitement in taking her time and making him wait. He was rubbing her hair gently and touching her shoulders. His breathing a little heavier by the moment and she paid close attention to how his breathing changed and his body reacted to the things she would do to it. She could have explored his body all night, but time was running out. There was something to be said for a quickie, and she would soon find out it could still be as awesome as the long, pleasurebale nights they had shared together already. She knew time was no longer on her side and had no choice but to move things along. She gently took his cock into her mouth just letting the tip barely inside and very softly and slowly, swirling her tongue around, then she started going a little farther down , and with each movement a little bit faster and a little more strongly. Each time brought him deeper inside her mouth, until she felt the tip of his cock reach the back of her throat. He let out a sigh that let her know he was enjoying it. She covered his cock with kisses and caressed his balls gently with her free hand and she alternated between going soft and slow to sucking him harder and faster. When she felt a tingling pulse throbbing from within him she knew he couldn't hold out much longer. She stood up, kissed him deeply and he gently turned her around so he was standing behind her, guiding her leg up onto the ledge of the tub and pulled her close to him. He reached down and started to explore her gently and found her hot spot and gave her a taste of her own medicine and started to tease her gently. He knew it wouldn't take long because she was already wet and he knew it wasn't the shower water either. He held her close to him and when her knees started getting weak, he held her up and didn't stop until he felt the warm juices from within her that only he had the power to create for her, and within that moment, he pressed up against her and put his big throbbing cock in her. She was next to let out a sigh of relief. He started out slowly and the rhythm of their slippery wet bodies grinding together in the water made a sound that turned them both on even more. With one hand on her waist, he moved the other one back on her most inviting hot spot, he began to rub her with the same rhythm as their bodies rubbed together. He gently kissed the back of her ears and neck. Within seconds, she could feel him deep inside her and as she let her mind and body become a prisoner to his love, she let go completely and her warm juices released at the very moment as his and at that moment, it was the first time either of them had experienced the amazement of that before. She turned around and he hugged her tight and lifted her chin with his hand so their eyes could meet, and he whispered "I love you honey". "I love you too", she replied. In those short minutes that as they existed, it seemed as if time stood still, and she realized that a quickie before work could be as amazing and wonderous as the endless nights they'd shared in the past. Although he was late to work that night, he wasn't angry with her like she feared, but even more in love with her than the day before.