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First Exam

By: ghostwriter22



When I had just turned eighteen, my mother happened to see me naked as I was getting out of the shower. I really needed to get a physical exam prior to starting college, and I guess this reminded her that I really was a woman now, not just some kid. While I had gone for the usual pediatric visits, I really had not had a true GYN exam up to this point. She mentioned that she would make me an appointment for my initial Gyn evaluation. Several days later, she mentioned that I was set up to see a nurse practitioner at the Gyn office where she went, and that she felt that I would be very comfortable with her. When it was time for my visit, I noticed that it was the last scheduled appointment for the day. After helping out with the initial paper work, Mom told me to call when I was finished and she would pick me up. I was taken down the hall to an interview room, and told that Kelly (the nurse practitioner) would be with me in just a moment.

I have to admit that I was very nervous waiting the few minutes for her to arrive. While I had been out on some dates with "touchy feely" happening, I really was more than a little inexperienced in anything sexual. I guess I finally realized that this really represented a change in my status, and probably none too soon before leaving for college.

When Kelly came into the room, I was somewhat surprised to see a very attractive woman that appeared to be in her late twenties or early thirties. She introduced herself and told me that she understood that this was my first Gyn exam. She also mentioned that my mother thought I might feel more comfortable being able to ask questions and discuss issues about sex with another young woman than with my own mother. She emphasized that everything I told her would be completely confidential, and that I could ask her about matters such as sex and birth control. She also told me that because this was the last appointment for the day, she felt that we could take as much time as needed without feeling rushed.

She asked me if I was having any specific physical symptoms or problems, and took some history concerning my menstrual cycle, when I developed pubic hair, and whether I was having any pain during my period. When she asked me if I had ever had sexual relations, I told her that I had not really done anything more than kiss and let one boy feel my breasts. She asked me if I ever masturbated, or had an orgasm. I must have turned scarlet red from embarrassment, but I told her that I would occasionally rub the area to relieve some tension, but that I had not ever experienced what I thought was an orgasm. My embarrassment gradually lessened while answering some of the questions, and her honest relaxed manner helped me to feel comfortable with her – certainly more comfortable than with my mother. 

About that time she told me that she would take me to the exam room, and had me get a urine sample in the bathroom on the way. I noticed that the rest of the staff had already left as we walked down the hall to the room. She gave me a gown, told me to take off all of my clothes, and stated that she would be back to examine me in a minute. After undressing, I sat down on the exam table and waited. I noticed that this room was unusual in the fact that it had a second table nearby; facing the one I was on. Soon Kelly entered the room and told me that my urine was normal. At that point, I also noticed that she had changed clothing and was also wearing an exam gown. She told me that this initial meeting was not only a time for me to be checked for problems, but also to learn about my developing body. On very special occasions, she would demonstrate to young women what could be expected during an exam, as well as show me some aspects of sex and birth control.

After listening to my heart and lungs, she undid the top of my gown and lowered it to reveal my breasts. Although most people considered me to be thin, my breasts had developed over the past year to the point that I now needed a "b" cup. She told me that she would examine my breasts and that it should become a part of my own routine to check at least monthly. She gently massaged each breast, and then lightly squeezed each nipple. She mentioned that I was quite developed for my age, and that my breasts were quite normal. Then she lowered her own gown revealing her significantly larger but firm breasts. She told me that I could feel her breast so that I would understand what normal breast tissue was like, and demonstrate that I could do an adequate exam. I had never felt another woman's breasts before, and I felt a twinge of excitement as I gently rubbed her soft breasts, ending by feeling her large areolas and nipples. Her nipples were a little different than mine, but I later looked down and noticed that my own nipples had become very erect.

Next she told me to lie back on the table, put my feet into the stirrups, and slide my butt down to the bottom of the table. I knew that the position opened my legs so that my privates were fully open for inspection. She stood between my spread legs and began to examine my genitals. She told me that she would insert a finger into my vagina, and that I should try to relax my muscles. Then she placed a small plastic speculum into my vagina, and used some swabs. After she removed the speculum, she put two fingers into my vagina and pushed down on my lower abdomen with her other hand. She told me that my exam was normal and she got up into the other exam table. 

Soon she removed her entire gown so that I could clearly see her beautiful naked body. She told me that she would point out some of the anatomy on herself, so that I would understand it and the changes that were happening to my own body. She spread her legs allowing me to look at a trimmed "V" of light brown pubic hair that had been shaved around her vagina. I had never really seen another female's genitals so openly displayed. She inserted a speculum and opened it allowing me to see her cervix and the slight normal mucus. After she removed it, she pointed to her labia and vagina. Opening a drawer in the side of the table, she removed a very lifelike dildo that was copied after a man's erect penis. She told me that I should understand how to roll a condom on the erect penis, and demonstrated this by placing one on the model. I watched in awe as she slipped the "penis" into her vagina and began a slow thrusting movement. After she removed it, she pointed out the hood over her clitoris, and while gently pulling back, allowing her clitoris to peak out so that I could see it. With the help of a mirror, she had me look at my own vulva and become familiar with the structures. She asked me if I had ever experienced my vagina getting very wet and lubricating when I felt excited. I told her that I sometimes did get that feeling, (but I didn't mention that it currently felt that way). Normally, she told me, she did not demonstrate the technique for masturbation, but since it seemed that I might have been unfamiliar with it, she wanted me to understand that this was a normal method of obtaining relief, and that she was not ashamed to show me.

With that introduction, she gently began to stroke the region around her labia, and would occasionally dip a finger into her vagina. She also told me that I could feel her vulva while I was watching. She gently rubbed the labia and clitoral area with her slippery finger, occasionally sliding her fingers deep into her vagina. Then she told me to start stroking my own pussy, copying her motions. She said to gradually increase the speed when I felt the excitement building. Needless to say, I felt like it was already dripping from the excitement. Soon I noticed she was occasionally rubbing her breasts with her other hand and speeding up the rhythm of her stroking. No longer was it a matter of pointing out physical structures, she was obviously becoming very preoccupied with her own orgasm. She let out several soft moans while I watched her lift her pelvis to meet her hand, as she had several small spasms.

I was very excited and rubbing furiously, but I just didn't seem to be able to come. Noticing this, she came over to me, (standing naked between my legs) and inserted a finger into my slippery vagina. She began putting gentle pressure upward inside my vagina, while she rubbed over my clitoral hood with her other hand. I literally exploded, feeling my vaginal muscles squeezing her finger while I felt a tremendous wave of excitement flow over me. I had my first orgasm, and I liked it!

After I cooled down, she told me that I could get dressed and meet her in the waiting room. She reminded me that what we had done was a confidential session, and private between us. She told me that if I had any questions that I could call her. I was to see her in a year for a check-up or sooner if I became sexually active. As I left, she told me to be sure to practice what I had just learned. Needless to say, at that point I knew that I may be doing just that when I got home.

Upon returning home, my mother asked me how the exam had gone. I told her that it was fine, and that I was so glad that she had made the appointment with Kelly, because she understood of my situation so well. Needless to say, I began to "practice" the lessons that she had taught me on a very regular basis. 

First Excursion



You set me a task by email and as soon as I read your email I knew exactly where the task would take place. The New Forest is just down the M27 and it has lots of gravel parking places off the road. Despite my excitement I was quite relaxed as I prepared and ate my meal; I knew I had plenty of time as the later I left it the darker it would be. I had given some thought to the implement to be used; I own a vibrator but decided to take my sink plunger instead. It has quite a short wooden handle with a slightly bulbous shape.

And then it was time to change. I thought again about how long it would take me to scramble into my tight slacks if I needed to dress in a hurry. For a brief moment I thought about putting on a skirt just to see what Sabine would do if I deliberately disobeyed her but I was never seriously going to do that. I kept on the cheap cotton bra and briefs I had worn during the day and I added black slacks and my pale green cotton blouse -- with buttons (a t shirt pulled over my head would have been much easier -- slight pout). I kept on my pink ankle socks and added flat, black slip on shoes then I walked to the car feeling very excited. I left home around 7.30pm knowing it would be pitch black by the time I reached the Forest.

There was a slight drizzle and fairly light traffic, it was an easy drive and soon I was on unlit single track roads making my way through the forest and watching out for horses which roam free here.

I was making for a parking place which I have often used as a quiet place to sit with a book and study. I pulled off the road and down the track then I parked under some trees and switched off my lights and the engine. If anyone came to disturb me I would see the headlights but by the time I saw the lights I would have two minutes before they were on me. My main worry was the forest wardens. I have no idea whether they patrol the forest at night checking on deer or something. In the summer holidays scouts and guides camp in the forest but, thankfully, that was not a worry now. All I need is a group of teenagers with their leaders on a night hike.

So it was time. My car has four doors so I opened the door (there was still a gentle cool rain) and got into the back seat. May as well start I guess. I kicked off my shoes as I began to unbutton the blouse leaving it on the seat beside me. I was sitting up quite normally so had there been anyone there they would have seen me. In a very swift and businesslike manner I shed my bra feeling distinctly odd sitting topless looking out of the window at the darkness. Just for an instant I froze as I saw a distant light moving along the road. He was going quite fast so was obviously on the road and not on the track but it reminded me that I was not hidden in the depths of the forest, I was only a few metres off the road. I was glad of the cloudy skies, if there had been a moon my car could have been seen from the road and perhaps a police patrol or a warden would come to check me out. No, I will not think about police cars.

I began to unzip my slacks thinking "What am I doing?" then I shimmied out of them and peeled off my socks. Now it was just a matter of slipping off my knickers. My bare bum felt very odd on the car upholstery. I gathered up my pile of clothes and reached over the back of the driver's seat to place the pile on the seat.

I was stark naked in the middle of the forest and it would take me ages (relatively speaking) to get dressed. Certainly if I saw or heard someone I would not have time to get decent.

So now I have to do it. I was feeling tense but also a bit sexually charged and I began to masturbate using my fingers. It felt odd doing it to order rather than just because I feel the need. Remarkably quickly I was leaning back moaning with my fingers working frantically. The car stank of hot girl and my fingers were soaked. I reached out for the plunger which was in the dark beside me. The handle slid in easily as I lifted myself up on the seat then I very carefully lowered myself; a girl could hurt herself using a solid wooden dildo and I am a long way from a hospital.

Actually I had already orgasmed using my fingers but now I worked up and down on the plunger. The car was not rocking at all and I remembered your instruction although there was no-one to see it rocking. I rocked myself from side to side and did hear the springs creaking. Now another orgasm was building. It would be a cliché to write lots of "Yes yes yes" but that is what it was like. I was wonderfully out of control and was shouting quite loud.

Of course eventually I came down and pulled myself off of the very slippery implement then I just lay back panting. I was vaguely aware that my car seat would be stained but I could not be bothered to do anything about it. I don't know how long I lay there in the dark, I was "out of it" and, if anyone had come along I don't think I would have had the strength to move. As my strength began to return so my fear came back. I may as well put up a neon sign saying "rape me" but I really did not want to get dressed.

Of course in the end I did get dressed and drive home. My feeling at the end of it all was simply immense satisfaction. The way you feel after a terrific session of sex. As soon as I arrived in the flat I began to type this message while it was still fresh in my mind. I will save it in "drafts" and click SEND tomorrow when I have read it again. After all that tension and thrill I expected to be too wound up to sleep but when I got into bed I found I went to sleep quite quickly. I would love to know what I dreamed about but I cannot remember.



First Experience



I had been curious about men. Never really too serious to consider anything more than a sexual curiosity about it. To this day, I cannot see myself feeling gratified with a man-to-man relationship in all aspects of life, perhaps it's the peer pressure still felt, or perhaps it's because of the affection I have for women, but nevertheless I do have a desire and an appetite for man-to-man gratification.

When I was senior in high school I had my first come on from a man. He was older, maybe 27. I was in a hotel bathroom changing my clothes to go swimming, and he hit on me. I was not sure what was going on, but I definitely knew he was watching and looking at me. He had short dark hair and dark eyes. A nice body, and he looked like a businessman, from what I could tell. He stood in the bathroom stall and kept peeking over his shoulder and looking as I stripped from my jeans and stood clad in my briefs before putting on my shorts. As I was standing back up, he turned ever so slightly and revealed a hard-on. It was then that I first understood that he was masturbating the entire time I was changing. He asked if he could suck me, to which I blushed and said no. I was not grossed out in the least, and he could tell that this was the case and he again asked me. I shook my head no, and told him not here and not now. However, I did not say no. I told him that I would be interested if he had a room, but not in a public bathroom. He hurriedly gave me a room number, put his cock into his pants and left.

I gathered my things and went out to the car. My friends would be waiting for me at the pool, but my curiosity had overcome me, so I went to the room that the man had told me about. I knocked on the door and waited; however, to my surprise and fear, another man answered the door in complete shock. This was not the older businessman. I quickly apologized and mumbled, "Sorry, wrong room." Completely embarrassed I ran to pool and met my friends.

That night I masturbated about him. That night and many nights afterwards I masturbated about a gay encounter. It was so alluring, so forbidden, so wrong, but it strangely had me curious to find out what that night/experience would have been like.

I began to read a lot of things about man-to-man sex. The Hite Report. "The Gay Advocate" I called the local gay bookstore and bought gay literature and erotic stories. I called the local gay hotline and talked to people about meeting other gay men. I masturbated during the calls. It was not phone sex, but it was a turn on for me to know that the other man on the phone line was gay.

When I went to college, I further developed my curiosity. I called the gay hotlines there, and found another freshman that would talk to me on the phone. There I engaged in my first experience in phone sex. I had yet to actually have sex with a man, but the thought was becoming more and more erotic.

I began to go to the public bathrooms and sit in there to be picked up. Occasionally a person would sit there for a while, but it was apparent that one of us had to make the first move…. And rest assured it would not be me!

One summer break I came home and visited the mall bathroom around lunchtime and waited. There was a glory hole there, and a young black man came into the next stall and before long he began to masturbate. I watched through the glory hole. This was the first time I had ever seen a man masturbate, and I was enjoying it. He had a nice thin, long black cock. He stroked it up and down. He made no sounds, with the exception of his hand stroking that beautiful cock. I took my cock out too and began to play with it. It was hard within a matter of moments. I leaned back and stroked my cock… feeling my cum beginning to boil deep in my balls. I heard a voice say…. "Mmm That's so nice." I opened my eyes and the black boy's face had popped under the stall. Our eyes met, and I slowed down, but he just smiled and told me not to stop. I leaned back and started back again….. knowing full well he was watching me. Within a minute I shot my load all over my stomach. Without saying anything I wiped the cum off, and bolted out of the bathroom ashamed.

For a couple of months I chastised myself. I could not believe I did that. I stopped calling the gay hotlines. I stopped hanging out in the public restrooms. I felt horrible.

When I was going back to campus for the fall semester I stopped at a local porn shop and adult viewing theatre. I never bought any porn in the store, but I did like to go into the video sections and watch porn. Most of the time I watched gay porn or a porn called "Cop Love" which was a masturbation video.

When I went into the store there were a few older man milling around the video shop. You know how it is. Everyone reading the titles, no eye contact, etc. I went to the change machine, got $10 in quarters and proceeded to the darkened areas of the video lounge. 

There were at least 20 booths, and a few men pacing the hallway. I caught the eye of an older married gentleman, and he smiled at me. I smiled at him. I walked down the hall, and then came back and entered the booth. As I was shutting the door, a man's hand pushed the door open and I looked and it was the older man.

He was in his 40's, at least. He had a large belly, glasses, a mustache, and a wedding band on his finger. He pressed me against the wall, without saying anything and brought his lips to mine. He kissed me roughly. Hard and deep. I quickly submitted to him. He broke the kiss, put in a bunch of quarters and put the masturbation video on.

"Is this what you want?" he asked.

"Yes," I replied.

The video began to play. A young hard actor stroked his cock. At the same time the man began to rub my cock through my pants. I reached down to rub him as well, but he pushed my hand away. He kissed me again, and opened the fly to my jeans. I leaned back and moaned slightly. I reached down and pressed the selection button and picked a gay porn to watch.

The older man fell to his knees and began to suck my cock. He gradually worked my pants down and I could feel him working his finger to my ass, running it down my crack, but never inserting it. I closed my eyes, rubbed my hands through his curly hair, and moaned as my six inch cock filled his eagerly pumping mouth. It felt so good.

I began to tense up, and the man took his mouth off of my cock and began to jack me off. Within seconds my cum flew through the video booth…. Careening off the video screen and onto the walls. What cum was in his hand he wiped into my hair as he stood up and kissed me deeply. 

After the kiss, he turned around and left. 

Feeling orgasmic, relieved, and dejected. I sat and cried in the video booth until the video ended, then quickly exited… feeling the eyes of all the customers on me as I left.

I got in my car, drove to school, and promised myself never to do it again.



First Experience



I had always dreamed of being the perfect women. Weighing 115 pounds having long hair that wouldn't puff up when it dried and most of all having big breast. But that dream was soon thrown away. See I am 5 Ft 3 and weigh around 260 pounds and have small breasts size B. I have always hated my appearance, but now I love every inch of myself including my puffy hair. When I was 18 I met a man that changed my life forever. Changed my sexual appetite and the way I see my self. 

Before I met Eugene I had only slept with one man (boy) Jon. With Jon sex was boring he was always on top and I never came. Jon never showed interest to my body or my snatch he never kissed me while we were fucking. Oh so boring. I thought that must be all their is to sex so why have it. Then Eugene came along. He was 27 so much more experienced then I was. The first night we fucked was a night I will never forget. We kissed for about 5 minutes and he started putting his hands all over my body caressing me. He slid his hand down my panties and massaged my pussy opening my pussy lips and played with my clit. He then slid a finger into my opening and that was a feeling I had never experienced before my legs started shaking uncontrollable and when he asked me how it felt all that came out was huuuh! He was slamming his finger in and out so fast and so hard then I must have came 3 times in the 10 minutes he spent doing it. This was the first orgasm I had ever had other then doing it myself. 

He pulled his finger out and sucked my pussy juices off of it. Then he pulled off my panties and and worked his tongue down to my pussy starting with kissing and licking my nipples to my stomach then to my wonder spot. He sucked licked and fucked my pussy with his tongue again I started shaking, But this time I didn't cum I had to tell him to stop. After he finished He got on his knees and pulled his cock out and asked if I would suck it and with no hesitation before he knew it my mouth was already their. His 8 1/2 inches filled my mouth to the brim I choked a few times, but I didn't mind. I put as much cock into my mouth as I could and started shaking my head like a dog with his bone this turned Eugene on even more. I sucked his cock until my jaw hurt and I couldn't take anymore. 

He then pushed me onto the floor pulled my legs up over his shoulders and slowly slid his cock into my cunt. It hurt but I didn't care. He fucked me slow at first and speed up. His dick slid in and out of my pussy so easily, by now my pussy was stretched to his size and their was no more pain so I could enjoy every moment of this man sized cock. He fucked me and he fucked me hard. I told him to stop I needed a change in position. I told him to lie down and enjoy. 

I slid his cock in and rocked back and forth on him. I didn't really know what to do I had never been on top before. I wish I had because this felt better then him being on top. I started moving up and down sliding his cock in and out of my soaked pussy slow at first. I moved faster and faster until my legs wouldn't let me go any faster. I grabbed his hands and used them for support I was fucking him so hard every time I went down I heard a umf as the wind was being knocked out of him. I wasn't going to stop until he came. He was telling me to stop he didn't want to cum in me. I smacked him across his face and watched as he let himself go. Shorty after him I came for the first time during sex the feeling was indescribable and pure xtacy. That is a night I will never forget. 

How he changed me was he showed me that even though I have small breasts and a big waist that I can still fuck I can still be sexy and I can still be the best fuck he's ever had. I can do things to him that most men have never even heard of. I fulfill his desires and his every fantasy. He looks at me with passion in his eyes. When he touches me its because he wants to. When he kisses me it's because I am irresistible and I taste oh so good.



First Experience



Journey lay on the bed, blindfolded, unable to see where she was. Her arms had been secured behind her with leather wrist cuffs attached to the headboard. Her ankles had cuffs also, spreading her legs wide, attached to the corners of the bed. Having been stripped before being bound, Journey shivered from the cold and fear. What had she gotten herself into? She was a twenty-two year old virgin from a conservative family, wondering if she was ready for what was to come. They had talked about this night many times: her fantasies and His expectations, her need to submit and His desire to control. She offered Him her submission and He had led her to this moment. She would be ready for Him; she would do whatever He asked of her. She was his. 

Then she felt Him. The lightest, gentlest touch of His hand across check and all her fear melted away. The fear was replaced by nervousness and expectancy, but she was no longer afraid. She trusted Him with every part of herself, the most intimate parts of herself. In the next few hours, Journey knew He would test her, tease her, and push her limits. In fact, this was the first time she had been naked in front of a man. It was the first time she had been touched by a man. She had given herself to Him, mind and body, for His pleasure. His hands lightly brushed gently up and down the underside of her bound arms, over her sensitive nipples, down to her shaven mound, and rested just above her wet pussy. Her hips involuntarily rose up to press her clit against His hand. 

“Patience little one…” he scolded, a hint of humor in his tone. Then His hands were gone. Journey had no idea what to expect next, although her senses seemed heightened due to the blindfold.  She could almost feel him moving around the room. She tested the strength of her bounds, wondering if he had kept them loose due to it being her first time. She found she could barely move. 

“Rest assured my pet, you are not going anywhere.” He chuckled and Journey was amazed at how he seemed to be able to read her mind. “You are mine. You belong to me. And I will do as I wish to you and your body. Remember your safe word, little one, but use it only if you cannot take any more. All you have to do tonight is trust me.”  

Journey took a deep breath, letting herself relax into the bed beneath her. She felt him beside her. It excited her to know that He was staring at her naked body. She knew she didn’t have a Barbie figure. Her hips were wider than she would like and her breasts not quite firm enough. But it didn’t matter, she belonged to Him, and He found pleasure in her mind, her body, and her submission: knowing that gave her confidence in herself and her sexuality. 

His hands began to roam over her body. They felt like electricity against her skin. They ran up and down her arms, tickling the sensitive skin. He was making her struggle against the bounds. Next, his hands found her breasts. Taking his time, he began to knead and massage her tits. He rolled her nipples between his fingers, painfully squeezing and pulling at them. The pain made her more aware of the other feelings in her body. She could feel her pussy growing wetter, her juices leaking onto her thighs. Her breath quickened and her heart pounded in her chest. She suddenly felt His warm breath against her skin. Taking her left nipple in his mouth, he gently sucked on it while continuing to pinch and roll her right one. It was an odd mixture of pain and pleasure she had never felt before. He took his time, slowly building the arousal in her body. It seemed like an eternity spent on her nipples, pinching, rolling and sucking. 

Leaving her breasts, his hands slowly made their way down her body. The blindfold on Journey’s eyes made her imagination work overtime and made her focus on every touch, every sensation. She could feel the weight of Him on the bed beside her. His hands worked down over her mound, but passed over her pussy, settling on her inner thighs instead. He slowly continued to massage down her legs, all the way down to her ankles. She pulled at her legs, testing the binds again. She couldn’t move at all, but felt him squeeze her ankles roughly; reminding her that she was under his control.   

“How does it feel, little one, to be tied to a bed, like a naughty little girl?” He asked, His hands letting go her ankles and resting on her thighs, so close to her pussy. “You’re my little slut, aren’t you? You body responding to the slightest touch of Your Master. Remember my pet, you may not cum until I give you permission. If you behave yourself, I may let you cum sooner, but I want to hear you beg me for release like the little cum slut you are.”

“Yes Sir,” she whispered back, hardly able to find her voice. 

“I can’t hear you slut…” He said, roughly squeezing her thighs. 

“Yes Sir,” she said again, stronger this time. “I’m Your slut Sir, please let me cum for You.” She felt His hands loosen their grip. 

“Yes, you are My little slut aren’t you. I love seeing your naked body tied and open for my pleasure.” Just hearing His voice made her pussy throb. “Little one, you are so wet,” he said. “Your little pussy is leaking all over my bed. Did you know that slut? I can see my little clit peaking out. You’re such a naughty girl getting wet from being tied. Do you know what happens to naughty little girls?” 

As soon as He said that, Journey felt Him slap her pussy. She was not expecting it, and was amazed at how it made her respond. Moaning, she began to thrash around in her bounds. She was so turned on. Never before had she felt so free, but at the same time, completely at the mercy of another. 

“That’s right, slut,” he said as he spanked her pussy again. “You need to be spanked don’t you.” Oh, she did need to be spanked. It felt incredible, an odd mixture of pain and pleasure, shame and pride. He spanked her cunt eight more times. Journey could only imagine how red it was from the slap of His hands, and how wet it was. 

She felt Him leave the bed. She heard him moving around the room, opening a drawer. What was He getting? What was He going to do next? While she was thinking about what He was doing, He startled by sliding something between her pussy lips. 

“Ohhhhhh….” She moaned at the unexpected feeling. He brushed it up and down her slit, never entering her, never touching her clit. Journey tried to rotate her hips, tried to relieve some of the pressure building inside. He responded to her movement by suddenly sliding the object inside her wet pussy. As soon as it was inside, she realized it was her little vibrator, the first toy she had ever bought for herself. She had forgotten that she had brought it to show him. He turned it on the lowest setting, letting it vibrate inside her, and then He seemed to disappear again. She knew the low setting was not enough to bring her to release, but it was pushing her closer to the edge. For the next thirty minutes, he left her alone on the bed. He controlled the setting on the vibrator, and every few minutes he would turn up the power, bringing her close to the edge. The moment she thought she could not hold it any longer, he would turn it off. 

“Please let me cum Sir….oh god…I need to cum,” Journey begged. She had never felt like this before. She needed to feel that release that he was denying her. She had been so close so many times, but he read her body so well and stopped it every time. He had control of the sensations caused be the vibrator, and therefore controlled her. 

“No. Not yet slut. You will not cum until I let you cum,” he said forcefully. “You are here for My pleasure, not your own. You will be given the pleasure of release, but after I have taken my pleasure out of your body.” She felt his weight settle between her legs on the bed. “My little cunt looks so tasty.” 

He pulled the vibrator out of her pussy. Journey felt his warm breath against her hot cunt. He slowly began to kiss her thighs and all around her pussy with light, gentle touches. She had never felt anything like it before.  With her eyes blindfolded, she was forced to focus on her other senses: the smell of her own arousal, the sound of His kisses, the feel of His warm breath and wet lips against her skin. Her hips began to rotate, her body moving as much as it could within the binds. She felt His fingers getting closer to her pussy. He slowly ran His tongue up the length of her slit, never entering her, not quite reaching her clit. She shuddered and moaned, never having been touched like that before. She could have cum right then. 

“Do not cum.” He sensed how close she was and slowed down. She felt a hand reach up and pinch her nipples, the pain bringing her focus to her nipples instead of her pussy. His tongue slowly worked its way into her slit, one hand spreading her pussy lips while the other continued to torture her nipples. Journey could feel his tongue pressing into her. He had her completely under his control, alternating the pleasure of Him eating her pussy and the pain of him twisting her nipples. He would bring her so close to the edge, never letting her have her release. She felt like a slut, and she knew she was his slut. 

“Ohhhhh…. I need to cum Sir. Please let me cum for you…please Sir,” she begged, she didn’t think she could hold it anymore. Her body thrashed back and forth, the wrist and ankle cuffs holding tight. He didn’t answer her. “Oh god Sir… I can’t hold it any longer…”

His tongue continued to fuck her pussy. She could feel it press inside her and then pull out. He would push it inside and hold it there, then pull it out completely and lightly flick it across her clit. Journey thought she would burst, but she knew she couldn’t. She would wait until He told her to cum. She had to obey Him. 

His hand left her tits and her tongue left her pussy. Journey breathed so heavily she could feel her chest rising and falling. She could feel her clit throbbing and the muscles in her legs shaking. The freedom she felt under the control of her Master was incredible. He was using her for His pleasure and yet gave her more pleasure than she had ever felt before. 

“I am going to count to 10, little one,” He told her as he touched her clit with the tip of the vibrator, “you may cum when I say 10, not before. You have made me proud tonight; do not disappoint me by cumming early. One…” he turned the vibrator on low and held it right below her clit. 

“Two…” He increased the speed on the vibrator and slipped a finger inside her.

“Three…

“Four…

“Five…

“Six…. 

“Seven…” With each number, He increased the speed of the vibrator, brought it closer to her clit, or used His fingers to fuck her pussy. 

“Ohhhh…god…. yes…. please Sir…. I need to cum Sir…” She fought against the binds that held her tight, taking deep breaths and focusing hard on not cumming. 

“That’s right…beg me like the slut you are. Do you need to cum for your Master?” His voice alone made Journey crazy. 

“Ohh…yes Master…I need to cum….” She begged between breaths. “Please let me cum for you Sir…please…ohhhh god…I need to…”

“Eight…. Nine…” By this time, He was touching her clit with the vibrator. “Who am I slut?” he asked. 

“You’re my Master…. oh Sir…please…let me…cummm….”

“That’s right, you’re my little slut, begging her Master to cum.” He pressed the vibrator to her clit. 

“Ohhhh yes Sir…ohhh yes…” she knew He would say ten soon. Her body was so tense from holding back. Every muscle in her body contracted, from her toes to her hands tied to the headboard. 

“…Ten…” As soon as she heard Him say it, her body exploded in the most intense orgasm of her life. Journey screamed and thrashed back and forth. He held the vibrator against her clit as the spasms racked through her. Before the first one was over, she felt another one building inside her from the vibrator still on her clit. Her clit was so sensitive it hurt, but she still pressed up against it as much as her bondage would let her. 

“Oh god Sir…I am going to cum again…may I please cum again…” she begged for her second orgasm. 

“Of course little one, you may cum.” With His words another orgasm swept over her body. She continued to scream and moan, thrashing around on the bed. This time, he pulled the vibrator away and just let her feel the sensations. For at least five minutes, she just laid there, her breathing slowly returning to normal, her juices leaking out of her pussy. 

“Thank you, Sir, for letting me cum,” Journey said softly, relaxing back into the bed. He climbed on the bed next to her and lowered his face to hers. 

“Good girl,” he said simply as His lips met hers. She could still taste herself in His mouth as he softly kissed her. He reached behind her head and untied the blindfold, never breaking the seal of His lips and hers. His tongue searched her mouth, slowly and gently. 

When He pulled away, Journey opened her eyes, the light blinding her after being blindfolded for so long. After her eyes adjusted to sunlight in the room, she turned her head to see her Master sitting on the bed next to her, smiling. 

“You did well my pet,” he said, gently brushing the hair back from her face. Journey arms and legs ached from being tied to the bedposts. The leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles snuggly secured her into position, reminding her to whom she belonged, the One sitting beside her and she longed to make Him proud of her. 

“Thank you Sir,” she said smiling back at Him. She closed her eyes again, exhausted from the last few hours. Within minutes, Journey fell asleep, still tied to the bed, her Master sitting beside her. When she woke, she was cuddled next to him under the covers, unbound but still naked. She felt complete. Closing her eyes, she fell back to sleep.



First Experience



Joe and Donna had been together well over three years with Joe being the elder of the two at the age of 21. Donna was his junior by three years having just turned 18. Joe had long kept it secret how long he had waited for Donna to be “legal”. Donna was a beautiful 5’4 130 lb blonde. She was on the voluptuous side with both her chest and butt being on the bigger side, but this was something Joe had grown to love, especially when she wore tight shorts or a tight skirt with a tight shirt, which only seemed to accentuate her endowments to the fullest. Joe’s manhood always stiffened at the sight of her ass bouncing lithely from side to side as she swung her hips in her strut. 

The only problem having been that Donna had strict religious beliefs and had not allowed their experiences to go beyond kissing. Joe had never even gotten to place a hand on her breast and give it that gentle “getting to know you” squeeze that men enjoy so. Instead he had been the waiter or better yet the watcher of time as she kept putting him off, saying soon, or next month. Joe finally got it in his head that he was tired of waiting and having waited the three years that he had already, he thought that he had made his commitment quite clear to Donna. 

She however, thought that if he were so truly committed what would a little bit more time to allow them to get married be to him. Lately it had been the subject of many arguments between the normally happy go lucky couple. Even a few of these squabbles had left Donna in tears as Joe stormed away angrily. Donna’s thoughts drifted along the lines of “if he loves me, he’ll wait”, whereas Joe’s thoughts differed to “I have given her three years, how much time does she need to see that I am for real and that I will always be true to her”? Joe, having forced it upon himself to spend some time alone in a cabin that his family had owned since he was a young boy, to allow his feelings and thoughts air out in what he saw as a much needed break from the lovely Donna. 


Donna however, did not react so well to Joe flatly telling her that he didn’t want to see or speak to her for a little short amount of time so as to allow himself to reach a decision that he knew would take painstaking concentration. The issue at hand was honestly, whether or not Joe had any wait left in him or if he was going to press his luck and try to find a new lady who might be a little more forthcoming with her attributes. 

For a week, Joe agonized over the pros and cons and after finally tallying them up he realized that he loved Donna dearly and that if he left her he would be throwing away one of the best gifts he had ever received. He came back to her driving to his apartment as he entered he played the messages on the machine, listening to the most beautiful voice he decided he had ever heard drawl out in her southern Texas accent that she missed him and that she was willing to allow him some space to make the right decision based on his needs. 

He smiled to himself thinking, “Honey, just you wait til you find out the decision I have made”. He quickly jumped into his black Dodge Ram 2500 and headed for her house, remembering that he had promised her dinner on the day that he came back from the cabin. He knocked on her front door, a bouquet of roses in his left hand hidden behind his back, seeing as how he was 5’11 180 lbs with a well built physique he was able to hide them easily from her much shorter frame. She smiled at him upon opening the door tossing her arms around his neck as he brought the flowers slowly to her; she accepted his gift with a light kiss on the cheek, inhaling deeply the sweet scent that wafted from the petals to her nose. She invited Joe in and set the roses into a flower stand that she had filled with water as Joe placed his hands on the table’s edge, watching her slip back and forth across the kitchen, which again brought that painful ache to his groin as he remembered that he had originally come to take her to dinner. 

Once the roses had been put away she came over to him, thrusting her arms around his neck again, bestowing upon him a very passionate kiss to his lips that sent shivers and chills up and down his spine immediately realizing this was the most passionate kiss she had ever given him. He smiled at her telling her how beautiful she was and how much he loved her and she responded by holding him tighter whispering to him that she had decided that tonight was the night that she wanted him to take her fully. He stepped back in a bit of surprise as he asked her about the marriage that she had been waiting on when she calmly responded that since he had spent three years waiting for her without so much as a feel of her breast, that she was no longer worried about his commitment. He smiled at her, taking her back into his arms as he kissed her passionately, suddenly forgetting all about the much awaited dinner plans. She moaned softly into his mouth feeling his rock hard physique close in on her as she moved her hands over his chest, still kissing him. She quickly helped him discard his all black t-shirt and was already undoing his belt. He kissed her along her cheek away from her lips then to her ear, taking the lobe into his mouth as he sucked on it gently causing her to cry out in excitement as she finally got his belt undone. 

She moved her hands over his now bare chest, taking in the feel of his muscle hardened upper body as she sighed, leaning her head back allowing him better access to her ear as she felt her own fluid begin to flow copiously just at his presence being so near to hers. He let go of her ear after a little more loving kisses and sucks being placed upon her face and lips as he moved his hands to her shoulders. He then pushed his jeans down and stepped out of them after slipping off his shoes and socks, clad now only in his black silk boxers his dick already showing off by pushing the silk material outward toward her, he told her that he wanted her undressed to her bra and panties. 

She grinned at him, quickly slipping off her shirt and hastily unbuttoning her khaki shorts as she slid them over her lithe hips. Joe made an audible groan in his throat as he looked upon the sight of his virgin girlfriend of three years standing in front of him in her underclothing, which was also made of black silk. Her 36C breasts literally threatening to spill out of her bra as he eyed her cute tummy as it poked out some then down over her thighs which were full but not all that bad to look at. He then allowed his eyes to trace over her panties, which quite knowingly showed her mound of Venus down to the detail of her lips, his dick shivering as well as him at the beauty in the sight before him. 

She grinned at his stunned expression asking him if he liked what he saw, Joe was only capable of shaking his head slowly in response as she moved closer to him, unhooking her bra, letting it slide from her chest a half inch at a time, not wanting to reveal herself to him fully just yet. She then let it fall after her pink nipples were completely uncovered, slipping her hands down to her waist, she let them slip her panties over her hips reveling in the look on his boyish face as her blonde pubic hair which were now glistening with her own drops of juice glanced right back at his bulging staring eyes for the first time. She pulled him to her, seeing as how he was acting as if his feet were lying in dry cement. 

She moved his hands carefully over her cheeks as she kissed all ten of his fingertips pushing his hands south to her chest, where his male instincts took over, squeezing her breasts for all he was worth, causing strong passionate moans to erupt from her throat as she felt herself get even hotter under his flaming touch. He carefully moved his fingers over her bright pink nipples using his hands to hold each breast still as his thumbs brushed her already erect nipples again and again as he couldn’t seem to make them stop. She thrashed on her feet, lingering dangerously close to an orgasm already as his hands set her thermostat on overdrive, she quickly moved her hands to the waistband of his boxers, pushing them down off his hips freeing his now granite hard dick which stood up at attention, almost seeming to reach for her now drenched pussy, but he paid it no attention whatsoever. She moved her hands along his forearms; his touch on her nipples by now was driving her up the wall with the newly found sexual sensations. 

She quickly pushed his hands away gasping deep in her throat as she dropped to her knees, taking his manhood in her hand, rubbing it gently as she kissed the head as Joe looked down in an utter state of shock at the events that were now taking place. It was all that he could do to prevent himself from going off like a rocket at the simple feel of her hand on him as he began to take slow even deep breaths. She then licked around the head of his dick in a slow circle then over the slit where some precum was already leaking out as she smiled inwardly at his salty yet sweet taste. She then figured that she’d might as well make him happy as she slipped the head and then some of his length into her mouth, slightly unsure of what to do next as she licked over the top of the head and then under it as he moaned loudly above her, fuming from the furnace like heat of her mouth and then the beautiful caresses that her virgin tongue were giving him. She slid her head forward taking more of him into her mouth, amazed at the heat that his dick put off all on it’s own, like his own personal hot poker. She began to suck slowly, still trying to figure out the rhythm in which to do things. 

She licked across the head, then moving her tongue down and out of the way she sucked harder on the area just behind the head of Joe’s dick, feeling him shake, realizing he was enjoying her actions immensely. He ran a hand through her blonde shoulder length hair slowly as she began bobbing her head faster now, taking in more of him, beginning to get the hang of it as she sucked on the intake and then licked around him as she pulled her mouth away, she looked down realizing that this was the first time she’d ever seen his balls, reveling in their sight at how hard and clumped they seemed be, she gingerly moved a hand to them giving them a baby squeeze as she watched his face as it contorted into a mad look of pleasure. She squeezed again harder, redoubling her efforts as she was now taking him all the way into her mouth, breathing through her nose she inhaled his manly odor strongly. 

She squeezed his balls once again this time with fervor and she felt them begin to move, realizing he was going to shoot into her mouth as she instinctively moved her mouth down his length allowing him to shoot into her throat, she barely had time to taste him much less swallow him but she didn’t spill a drop of his cum and Joe was quite impressed with her efforts. Donna then slowly licked back off his length allowing it to come free from her mouth this time as she licked her lips seeking more of his taste as he smiled at her, helping her to regain her standing stature. Joe brushed a hand over his beautiful girlfriend’s face as he smiled at her telling her that was the best blowjob he had ever experienced. 

She blushed somewhat at his compliment but took it all in stride. Her fluid they now realized was running down her thighs in large amounts, as she had extended herself to her fullest exertion due to all that she had done to Joe. He quickly had her lie down on the bed with her legs spread as she watched him kneel between her legs kissing her thighs gently. She had always loved his gentleness, the way he held her and kissed her like she was a little baby and in this moment she realized that she loved him and he loved her and she had not a care in the world beyond what they were going to do to each other on this evening. Joe began to kiss higher onto her thighs, placing his hands on her legs to hold them open as she shivered, feeling his tongue slide around on her inner legs. She moved a hand through his thick brown hair and he smiled up at her, reminding her to relax as he slowly licked over her opening which brought out a semi high pitched squeal from her lips. Joe smiled upon hearing this, licking across her slit once again even slower; teasing her body with the pleasure he now dangled down at her. She moaned again and lost control of her hips as they bucked up toward his mouth and he licked her slit a few more times, always slower then before. He then pushed his tongue slowly inside of her quim, realizing that he must take it slow with her. 

He felt her vaginal muscles already beginning to suck down on his tongue hungrily. He smiled realizing how near she was to orgasm already. Joe then pushed his tongue in a little further as Donna moaned out loud above him, moving her hand a little more roughly through his hair. He then slid the full length of his tongue into her as she thrashed about in the throes of a very hard and very quick onsetting orgasm. He held her legs partially still to keep her from bucking away from him as he moved his tongue in a slow circle. He slipped his tongue out of her lovebox and licked gently over her clitoris, seeing how much that light touch heightened the sensations that were flowing through her. He licked over it again with a rough stroke and she gasped, begging him to stop for a moment til her orgasm passed. Joe stood up in front of the bed, as he watched her slowly come out of it, her eyes then ran over his face and then over his body, down over his chiseled physique, stopping upon the sight of his raging cock which was again standing at attention as hard as a brick as he lay down over her softly kissing her lips as she wrapped her legs and arms around him, forcing herself closer to him. 

He moaned into her mouth feeling the warmth of her pussy against his upper thigh as he quickly moved the head into position looking down at her, promising to be gentle she responded with a soft nod as she watched his eyes as he slowly began to inch forward, moaning at the first feel of his manhood sliding into her. She took a rather large intake of air as she felt the head probe along her lining coming up to her hymen. He touched against it softly and she exhaled as he drew his hips back, whispering to her softly that this time he was going to go all the way through, she moved her hands to his shoulders, holding onto him tightly. Joe, not wanting to hurt Donna but he knew it was unavoidable, pushed his hips forward mightily and she moaned hard as she felt him break the protective layer of skin deep inside her. She gasped as the pain slowly began to leak into her brain, but then the wave of pleasure from having taken his beautiful heated manhood into her deepest place overcame her and she began to cum right on the spot, her vaginal muscles squeezing tightly on him as Joe continued to stroke into her, knowing that if he lay still she would wrench another load of cum from him. 

He moaned around her orgasm, urging his hips forward more and then backward. He smiled down at her as Donna left kisses all over his face and she urged him to go deeper into her, and harder as well as faster. He smiled knowing that he wasn’t going to last long thanks her tightness as he began to thrust into her for all he was worth. He came forward like a battering ram, busting into her cervix as she moaned loudly holding onto his broad shoulders trying to survive the ride. He smiled down at her as she began to cum again this time he let himself go, shooting hard into her. She moaned even louder feeling his seed slip into her pussy as she clenched down with her muscles as tightly as she could to make it the most pleasurable for him. He moaned right along with her, grunting out the highs and lows of his own orgasm and when it finally finished, he laid his head upon her chest, her breasts providing an ample sized pillow for him. 

She stroked his hair softly, listening to their breathing, apologizing for keeping the beautiful sensations they had just felt from the both of them. She promised to no longer be so square in not allowing him to get at her, telling him that she would do better from now on as he kissed her lips forgiving her for her past behavior as they both drifted off into a much deserved rest land. 



First Experience



One day feeling rather curious I decided to jump on a popular chat room service and see what was out there. For a while now I had been curious about what it would be like being with another man but never acted on it. So I went looked for the M4M chats. Needless to say there were quite a few so into order to narrow them down, I looked for rooms that pertained to the area where I live. Finally I found a couple. All the rooms had a ton of people in them and conversations were running like water from a faucet. So I decided to sit back and just read what others were writing. A lot of it got me hot and started to turn me on so I figured that I'd give it a try and talk to someone. Like I said, I've never tried this or anything close to it before (with another man).

I started talking to this older gentleman. He was really nice and didn't seem like one of these people who just wanted to meet me and fuck me. He wanted to get to know me and reassure me that I didn't have to rush into anything (if I chose to do something) and I could relax. We hit it off and he asked if we could chat through IM rather than the board. I figured he was really nice to me so why not? He started to tell me about his fantasies. Mostly he wanted to try bare backing cause he had never tried it. He also told me about a couple of his experiences (which wasn't many). That was another good sign for me because I would be worried about catching something. Sounds silly I know but for someone new at this, these are the things going through my head.

Finally he asked me my age and if I had any fantasies. Out of curiosity I had looked online at Bi-Sexual and Gay pics and videos so I had an idea of what it would be like. There was one fantasy that stuck in my head vividly so I explained it to him...

"I'm by myself in a hotel/motel room. I get undressed to go take a shower because I know someone is meeting me there in a short amount of time and I wanted to be clean for him. While in the shower I soap up my body and begin to massage my cock. The dirty thoughts in my head of what I was going to do started to turn me one and my cock started to grow and get harder and harder. Once I was fully clean I begin to stroke my cock with one hand and massage my asshole with the other. Knowing that fucking may be on tonight's menu and soaped up my fingers and began to insert one finger at a time into my ass. Thinking about the upcoming task was making me so hot and the fingers up my ass made me stroke faster and faster. Finally I came back to grips and got out of the shower. I put the towel around my waste and lay down on the bed. I had a blindfold and I put it on. The person I was meeting arrived and closed the door behind him. I could hear him walk across the room and into the bathroom. I heard the shower start and the curtain close. I knew he was getting ready for me. In a few minutes the shower stopped and I heard the curtain again. He got out and walked over to the bed and climbed on top of it.

I felt a tug on my towel and soon enough I was laying there naked with my raging hard-on pointing right at him. He opened my legs wide and I could feel his breath on the head of my cock. I could feel his tongue teasing the head, then licking down the shaft and drawing circles around my balls. In one swoop he took my entire 6.5" cock in his mouth and furiously went up and down on it. I have never been so hard. He used one hand just below his mouth to aid in the stroking motion and the other hand to massage my full balls. After about 10 minutes he takes his mouth off of my cock and slides up to my nipples. He gives them a little lick and a nibble. Finally his mouth meets mine and we engage in a deep kiss. Our tongues battled wildly. I can feel his hard cock grinding on mine. He broke our kiss and positioned me so that I was slightly sitting up. He straddles me on his knees and walked up close enough so that his hard cock barely touched my lips. I could taste his precum. I open my mouth and he began to fuck my face ferociously. Both my hands are squeezing his ample ass cheeks and forcing him back and forth into me. I can feel his balls slapping my chin from the hard fucking motion.

He's grunting and groaning and he says that he wants to fuck me. He takes his cock out of my mouth and again he repositions me onto my back. He kneels between my legs and slowly eases himself down on top of me. I can feel his hand guiding his hard cock towards my virgin ass. Once he gets there he slowly pushes his soft head in. It hurts for the moment but once his head passes through the pain starts to disappear. He slowly pushes all of his manhood deep into my ass. I can feel my ass squeeze around his thick shaft. He begins to slowly slide his cock in and out of me. I can feel the sensations I've never felt before. I wrap my legs around his ass pulling him into me, forcing him as deep as he can go. After I did this he must have felt completely turned on because he wildly kissed me again. His speed began to pick up as he was fucking me. Besides the sound of our kissing you could hear his flesh smacking against mine. His cock felt so good inside me and his balls hitting my ass was an added bonus. Finally breaking our kiss, he said he was going to cum and that he wanted to cum inside me. With my approval he fucked faster and faster until I felt stream after stream of his warm cum spill into my ass".

After I finished telling him my fantasy he told me that he had been stroking his cock and that he came all over himself. I felt pretty flattered. He told me that he had to go but that he wanted to chat with me again the next day. So I agreed and we signed off.

The following day we chatted for what seemed to be all day long. We teased each other and told each other what we would do to each other if we were to ever meet. He even used pieces of my fantasy to tease me. We did this for almost a week straight (getting to know each other and tease each other). I also had found out some interesting facts. First that he was married and had children and secondly that he was a teacher at the college I was going to.

The next day I must had been really horny because when he came online to chat I told him that I wanted to meet him that day in his school office so we could fool around and possibly fuck. We had never seen each other so this was going to be difficult so he told me where his office was on the campus and what he was wearing so I'd know it was him. I had packed a gym bag earlier in the morning with a blanket, baby oil, towels and condoms figuring that if he agreed to meet that I would be ready for anything. So later that evening I went to the school and walked into the building where his office was. I was really nervous, with this being my first time trying anything like this. I went up the stairs and when I got to the top there was a lobby in front of me and there he was, sitting on a chair talking with another faculty member. He looked up and saw me and called me over. He was around 6'2", 220 lbs, salt & pepper hair, green eyes and had a mustache. It looked like he had finished talking. When I got close he said out loud but not too loud, "Let's go into my office and talk about that paper". Once we got to his office he opened the door and let me in the closed and locked the door behind us.

Butterflies were in my stomach but he broke the ice and said Hi to me first and began chatting with me about how intense I seemed online that day and that he was surprised. Then he asked me to undo my pants. I un-tucked my shirt and undid my pants and pulled them along with my underwear down to the floor. He motion for me to come closer. I walked over to him and he reached out and grabbed my cock. I have never had another man's hand on my cock before and it felt good. We propped me up on top of his desk and he removed my shoes, socks, pants and underwear. I was completely nude from the waste down. My cock was starting to stir and he could tell. He went right for it and put it right into his mouth. 

As soon as the moistness of his tongue and mouth touched my cock I became instantly hard. I could tell he loved it cause he was tenting in his own pants and increasing the speed of his mouth over my cock. The sensations were so good that I had to lie back on the desk and grab his head with both hands and face fuck him. This went on for a few minutes 'til I stopped him and sat him in his chair. Once in his chair I climbed off the desk and undid his pants and pulled out his cock and full balls. I wrapped my hand around his 7.5" thick cock. Before I even gave it a stroke he said he was going to cum. I guess the anticipation was enough to get him off. I began to stroke him and sure enough he came all over my hand. I reached in my bag and grabbed the towel and wiped my hand.

I turned back to him then straddled him in his chair. I sat right in his lap (feeling his softening cock under my ass) and began to passionately kiss him. Our tongues met and it was electric. I could feel him getting hard again. That brought a smile to me face. So I got off of him and had him stand up in front of me. I pulled his pants down to reveal a thong that he was wearing. He had told me that he wore it just for me. I pulled that down and turned him around. His cock was now rock hard again and staring me in the face. Building up the nerve I stuck my tongue out and began to flick it. I tasted the remnants of cum on it and it tasted good. I teased his head and began to tongue his shaft. Kiss his shaft and eventually lick his swelling balls. Knowing that he was really wanting it, I put his cock into my mouth. 

I just did what felt natural and I began to slide back and forth on it and I could feel every vein with my lips and tongue. I massaged his balls with one hand and stroked my cock with the other. He was getting weak in the knees so I pulled his cock out of my mouth and turned him around and bent him over his own desk. I took my hard cock and placed it in between his ass cheeks and began to grind into him. I could hear him moaning under me. I squeezed his cheeks together with me hands and I fucked in and out of his cheeks. I let my cock slide out and slip underneath his balls touching his own cock. He reached down and began to stroke both our cocks at the same time. What a feeling this was. Just as it was getting to the point where we both wanted more, we heard someone trying to open the door. So we raced to put our clothes on as fast as we could and decided to try it another time.



First Experience



I grew up in a fairly big city. Was fortunate enough be good looking, and as a result, have had my fair share of attractive women... most of them crazy. But for some reason, whenever I watch or see porn, my eyes are always drawn to the cocks. Recently, I've started to even work them into my fantasies. Watching them fuck my girlfriend at the time, or even having them attached to a dominant male who somehow makes me swallow his load. But this has always been just that, a series of fantasies. 

I started surfing through different story sites, and different chat rooms, when I came across the personals section of craigslist... simple enough right? So I started posting ads. I never had the intention of following through, but I got a huge thrill sending out pictures of my penis, and getting replies from people telling me how they'd make me their bitch, and force fee me there cocks. I never replied to any of them, didn't want to lead them on, until one day, I got a reply with a picture attached that just sort of, stuck with me. It was quick and simple, and it read "I'm willing to 'help' you out you cock sucking little slut. I will beat my hard prick all around your hungry face until I cream on your lips." And the picture was of this big, thick cock, with no hair on the balls. 

I was almost instantly rock hard. At only 5" rock hard, I wasn't exactly 'packing' a weapon. I tried to forget about the message, and play it off as just another fantasy, but it haunted me. Sometimes three times in a day, I'd find myself looking for a quiet discreet spot to relieve myself. In bathrooms at work, in my apartment, in a bathroom in the mall even. The image was burned into my mind.

I should tell you, I'm 28 yrs old, single, at 6'2 I'm fairly tall, and in pretty good shape. One night, after getting a few happy hour beers, I started surfing the craigslist ads. Again, I started flashing back to that one message, so I decided to reply. It had been almost a week since I received it, so I wrote "Not sure if the offer is still on the table, but I still need your help!" I came in buckets that night as I fantasized of how our meeting would go.

Two days later, I still hadn't received a reply, so I was starting to think I was out of luck, and was pretty happy that I didn't actually have to follow through on this crazy idea. Friday night, after a long week at work, I checked my email, and there was a reply. Again it was quick and simple. He gave me his address, told me to shave my balls for him, and to bring a dozen beers, and to be there by 9pm sharp. It was as though he assumed I was coming. There were no questions, or openings where I could reply and tell him no. Almost as if he was in the room, I followed the orders. I jumped in the shower, and for the first time since pre pubescence, my balls were hairless!

I rang his buzzer a few times, and on the third, he answered. He was about my height, but in much better shape, and about 15 yrs my senior. He told me to put the beers in the fridge, and to bring two of them to the den. I did. When I got there, he made me chug both of them, then told me to fetch another round. He took one of these ones, and I had the other. A little loopy from the quick intake, and the three I had before showing up, I kind of forgot why I was there. We chatted like we were old friends, and at some point the fact that I was having some financial difficulties surfaced. 

Around my 4th beer or so (not including the 3 from before), he stands in front of me and says "I know how you can earn some extra money". 

I ask how, and he drops $5 on me, and says it's mine, if I kiss his cock. I sit there, wondering if I should, if I can actually go through with this, after all he is wearing his pants... so I start to lean forward, and he stops me, undoes his belt and pants, and drops them to the floor, and then tells me to proceed. I start leaning forward and press my lips against his boxer brief covered cock. 

As I lean back, I think to myself "that wasn't so bad right? There, fantasy complete. I can move on."

He then tells me that if I lick his cock, from the head to the base, and back again, he'll give me another $5. He's still wearing his boxer briefs, and I can see his monster starting to swell. It's clearly outlined through the thin white material. My heart is pounding, my gut is wrenched, and I start telling myself "no, I'm done, let's get up and leave!" But I don't. I'm stuck in my seat. Not physically restrained, but almost mesmerized by the sight before me. I start leaning forward again and do as I'm told... I lick from the tip to the base, and back. The smell of his crotch is heavy, but intoxicating. I'm almost instantly addicted to it. 

As I pull away, he grabs the hair on my head and says "You call that a lick? Listen speed racer, if you want this money, you gotta earn it!" Even though it's only $5, some part of me forces my body to start leaning forward again, his hand still grasping my hair. As I do he reaches down with his other hand and undoes the two buttons on his briefs, and his cock pushes out, revealing its shaft, and part of its head. Even semi hard, this thing was THICK! 

Before I have time to even really take in the full picture in front of me, he starts pulling me in, and before I know it, I'm running my tongue up and down on his cock. Fully submitting to him, and he knows it. As I get back down to the head of his cock, it pops free from the boxers, and bounces off my lips and nose. 

With one hand still holding my head, he reaches down, and takes a hold of the base of his monster. "Time to start earning your pay!" It's almost as though my free will has totally disappeared, and I just sit there waiting for my next command. Slowly, he starts to rub the head all around on my face, my lips, my cheeks, across my eyes... dragging a stream of pre cum wherever it goes. 

When he hits my lips again, he pauses and says "Take this snake into your little virgin mouth, and I'll double your money!" If I do, I'll have made $20... peanuts compared to what I owe, but for some reason, I don't hesitate, and the second I open my lips, he forcefully pushes the meaty head of his cock into my mouth. Filling my entire mouth with his cockhead. At this point there's no going back, and he grabs my head with both of his powerful hands, and starts to slowly work his monster in and out of my face. The further he goes, the harder and faster he starts to push, till before I know it, he's full on fucking my face with his mammoth 10" cock! I sit there helpless, but for some reason, my cock is pulsing with excitement, begging for release! 

After a good 10 minutes of this, he starts to cum. But much like his cock, the load is twice the size, if not more, than my own. The first jet flies into the back of my throat, he then pulls out, and sprays the rest on my face and chest. I'm covered in his mess. After catching his breath, while holding his cock inches from my face, he starts to wipe up the cum, and starts feeding it to me. 

He makes sure that I swallow every last drop, saying things like "you love the taste!", "beg me for more bitch!", "who's cock do you love?" "Who's your master?" 

Barely able to get a word out without another load of his cum being delivered to my mouth, I just sit there, swallowing it all.

When he finally finishes, he makes me lick is balls clean, makes me suck the stickiness off each of his large fingers, and then asks bluntly "What do you say?" 

Without hesitating, I say "Thank you master." 

"For what?" he says. 

"for letting me suck your giant cock!" 

With a somewhat surprised look on his face, he says "Really? I thought you were gonna thank me for the money, but since you enjoyed worshipping my cock so much, I'll charge you $100 for the privilege." 

I paid him. 

Without hesitation, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my wallet, opened it and started counting out the money. As I was pulling the five $20 bills out, he reached across, grabbed the wallet, and made sure to take every penny I had. I was carrying my rent money on me stupidly, and he managed to take all $500 of it. And I thanked him for it.

I couldn't believe it. I was standing in front of this partially naked man, who was standing there counting my money with a smug smile on his lips, and I thanked him. I hung my head in shame. He noticed this, but mistook it. "You looking at my cock again sweetie?" 

Realizing that it was still hanging there, semi hard and about 7" long, I look up and make eye contact with him, but I say nothing. Still smirking he says "I tell you what, since you were so generous the first time, why don't I let you take a second load for the road?" 

With that, he placed a heavy hand on my shoulder, and pushed me down to my knees.

I left there that night, covered in my masters cum, broke as all hell, but for some reason, I agreed to come back again the next night. The second I got home I pulled my little cock out, and blew the biggest load I'd ever produced. It wasn't quite as much as I had swallowed earlier, but it was enough to know that I'd awakened a new passion!



First Experience



(This story is true....it is not heavy into the pain/pleasure part of BDSM, although a very little is described; is more about the verbal effects a dominant can have on a submissive (a good starter story for those very new to the idea of the lifestyle or experimenting). Names have been changed to protect privacy.) 

*

I had been having a hard time the past four days. For no known reason, I had been so incredibly horny my juices had soaked through my underwear multiple times each day. I have quite the raging libido and adored all sexual acts, but even this was weird for me. My boyfriend and I were in a long-distance relationship, as we were going to different colleges, so physically I was unable to be relieved of the raging desire I felt. Although quite well-tuned to my body and what it wanted, I always found it very hard to orgasm by myself and even found the situation of masturbating rather awkward and disgusting. Thrusting my fingers into my own wetness or fingering the clit that almost always refused to show was not generally my idea of fun.

The thing I went to was "my stories", as I called them. Located on a certain website, they were my getaway when I wanted my imagination to run wild. Although I liked the group sex stories, and the interesting daydreams that they would bring, I was more into the BDSM section of the website. While I read them I could imagine the hand smacking me hard on the ass, or the whip whistling through the air to hit my front. I could picture the feeling of the caresses I would receive after being especially obedient or after a harsh punishment. I could feel the blindfold over my eyes as my other senses went into overdrive. I could taste someone's dick shoved into my mouth roughly, ignoring my moans for release. I could sense the presence of someone more dominant then I, knowing what I truly desired and giving it all, both pain and pleasure. Growing up in a very strict household, it took me awhile to realize that I was into such kinky things. Vanilla sex had its advantages to be sure, and it never failed to give me pleasure, but my cunt seemed to also be attracted to stuff of a darker bent.

My boyfriend, Joshua, and I had been having some relationship issues for a couple days, and so we IM-ed for a while to talk things over. Eventually, after exhausting that subject we switched to others, knowing that the problem would resolve itself if we became interested in what was going on in each other's' lives and strengthening the connection we had.

I left my computer and went downstairs to eat dinner; when I came back up to my bedroom it seemed that my boyfriend's cock was beginning to stir. Being 18 himself, the slightest things could get him raring to go. He brought up one of my darker fantasies over IM: a gangbang. I have trouble admitting I get turned on by such things, because I have always thought they were wrong and gross. However, my boyfriend has always known me very well, and is insistent on making me tell the truth.

The conversation went on for awhile:

red_soldier: gangbang is one of your greatest fantasies....if the opportunity comes along in college there is no way you would pass it up.

blue_eagle: that's not true. it would turn me on yes, but i think i could control myself and leave

red_soldier: bull. you would consider running from it but we both know that once things started you wouldn't stop them Cassie

blue_eagle: maybe not. but that's not one of my greatest fantasies. you obviously don't know how into BDSM i am.....

red_soldier: yes I do and your gangbang wish is greater

"No, you don't," I thought.

blue_eagle: the best fantasy would be if they were put together....but idk.

red_soldier: perhaps. but once again, you like the idea of a gangbang more

blue_eagle: i think i would only do a gangbang if......ok. im going to say this. and its kinda weird. and probably a turn off. it shows into BDSM i am. it probably going to gross you out. you need to understand this is how i feel and i have to say it to be fully honest

red_soldier: you have to tell me on skype

blue_eagle: why!? NO! i can't do it! Let me do it here! I can't say it out loud!

red_soldier: im getting off.

-red_solider is now offline-

I started flipping out. His name popped up at the bottom of my screen as "online" for skype. There was NO WAY I would tell him. He would freak!

However, I answered the video call request he sent. I guess my body was betraying me. It WANTED him to know. It was eager to have someone who could possibly give it what it most desired. The wetness between my thighs was giving me away and I knew that he would know what I was talking about by the end of the video session.

I slowly took my head out of my hands to look at my boyfriend when I answered the video call, his dark brown hair and deep chocolate eyes, a sharp contrast to my blue and naturally light blonde hair, always a comfort to see. 

"Come on Cassie, say it. This is frustrating. Tell me, what's worse: the feeling of not being able to tell me, or the feeling you'll get when you do."

I thought about it. I realized I desperately wanted him to know how deep into BDSM I wanted to go, and I crossed my fingers that he wouldn't be too shocked. "Definitely this feeling."

"Okay," Joshua said, "then just tell me!"

I groaned and rubbed my face with my hands before starting to whisper.

" I would only do a gangbang if...." I paused. Could I say it to him? Would he be so grossed out I could never speak of it again? My face contorted as I tried to force the words out of my mouth.

"....if.....my Master was there." I said rapidly, let out an inward sigh of relief. "I mean, not necessarily you, but anyone-"

He interrupted me and proceeded to nail his gangbang point home. I was shocked, somewhat hurt, and slightly annoyed. "I just told you a very intimate part of me that you didn't know the extent of, and you don't say anything about it?" I thought. I brushed my irritation off, the hurt still lingering, and continued the conversation. 

When I had admitted what he wanted to hear about my fascinations with gangbangs, he pulled out his rigid cock from his shorts and began to stroke it. Joshua has an average sized dick (so he claims), but I never really cared about the length; he knew how to use it and I was short enough that was he could ram against my cervix whenever he thrusted hard. He was able to be stiff in seconds and the sight of his evident desire was always an instant turn-on. Also, he was the perfect length for a blow-job and deep-throating, which I did with pleasure. 

"So you want to have a gangbang with me there?" Joshua asked while you pumped his shaft up and down.

"Yes, I would prefer you were there," I said, staring at his erect dick.

"Yes what? Call me what you just said a while ago."

My head snapped up and my heart starting beating faster. Could he really mean it?

"What did you just say?" I asked in mock surprise and shock.

"Call me what you have such trouble saying. Come on let's hear it".

"Absolutely not!" I said in defiance, my heart secretly thrumming inside of me and my desire growing higher. "There is no way I'm going to do that!"

Joshua shoved his dick back into his shorts, creating a rather large bulge that I unabashedly stared at.

"Say it. Or I'm not taking it back out."

I was filled with more longing to see his cock then I had ever had before, and started to beg. 

"Please Joshua please. I want to see your dick. Please, please.......please." I stared at him with such anguish and intensity that I was surprised when he didn't move, and instead looked at me with 

expectancy.

"Say it or you're not going to see it."

I braced myself, and started forming words that I never dreamed of speaking. "Yes, Master," I said, between bared teeth. Hearing me speak the words sent a thrill through me that I will never forget. It was such a relief and felt so right to finally utter the term that so fit his dominant personality. I could feel the juices running from my cunt soaking deeper into my thong.

"Yes MY Master," Joshua said, taking his penis out of his athletic shorts and beginning to pump it again.

"Yes, my Master," I said, avoiding his gaze and watching his cock. I shifted in position to get my pelvis grinding against the bed better and I knew he saw. He watched my face and I could tell he knew the effect this play was having on me.

"Good girl," he said. My heart, stomach, and cunt all leaped and contracted at those words of praise. They were so sweet to my ears. I wanted more of them. I shifted once again in my seat, unable to hold in a moan as my eyes rolled slightly back into my head.

"So now.....you want FIVE guys with you?" Joshua asked, making it clear I was to voice my imagination's take on a gangbang. "Tell me where they would all be."

I shifted more in my seat, desire mounting. "One would be at my mouth, one would be-"

"Stop!" Joshua commanded. "Be more descriptive."

I sighed, and said, "Yes, My Master. One would have his cock in my mouth, one would have his cock in my cunt, one would have his cock in my ass, one would be jacking off above my stomach, and one would be playing with my clit."

"There's only one problem with that," Joshua said, "both of your hands are free."

I sighed. "I guess I could give two guys hand jobs, my Master."

"SEVEN? Seven guys??" he said in astonishment.

"Well.....or it could the original five, but yeah seven could work too," I replied obediently.

I started to be more turned on by the sight of his dick than I ever had before. Seeing my boyfriend (my Master, my mind secretly whispered) masturbate was making me seriously hot. I started to whimper and moan, wishing he was with me so that I could touch his throbbing member.

"Oh, here's another instruction. Keep your hands where I can see them. I don't want you touching yourself without asking permission."

Feeling like an obedient whore and loving every second of it, but also unfortunately already desperate for release, I asked, "Where do you want them.....my Master?"

"Tilt the camera and put them somewhere where I can see them at all times," Joshua instructed.

I pushed the lid of the laptop further down and crossed my arms. "Like this, my Master?"

"Good girl," he said with a half-grin on his face. I moaned, leaning back as another wave of pleasure hit me.

"Another thing: whenever you want to read one of your stories, or masturbate with the dildo or vibrator you are going to get, you have to text me and ask in a proper way," Joshua instructed.

"Are you serious?? No way!" I shrieked.

Joshua's brows furrowed and he glared. "I believe that is called defiance. Aren't you supposed to be punished for defiance?".

I shrunk down and whimpered. I was surprised how much his tone of voice controlled my bearing. I knew this part had been coming, but I didn't know he could do it so well. "Yes, my Master," I whispered after a pause.

"Every time you are defiant," he said, "I am not going to let you see my dick. And I'm going to instruct you to remove one article of clothing."

"That's not a punishment," I grinned.

"No, but the other one is enough."

I grew more sober.

"Now repeat what you are to do during the day," Joshua commanded.

I said, "Every time I want to play with myself or read a story I have to text you and ask your permission."

Joshua (still jacking off, though alternating between slow and fast strokes to avoid cumming) reminded me my saying, "You forgot something."

"......my Master," I hastily added.

"Now say it all over again. Properly."

"Why?" I groaned, "I already said it once!"

I realized my mistake when his bearing changed yet again. "Take off your shirt," he commanded, his gaze stern. He shoved his cock into his shorts again. I knew it wouldn't stay there for long, but the fact that I couldn't see it drove me crazy.

I complied, muttering under my breath, "Yes, my Master". There was something about the way he said it and the situation that made not obeying seem impossible. I then replayed the phrase back to him in the proper way. He brought his dick back into view and continued masturbating.

"My Master, may I touch myself? Please, please, please?" I begged him. I was squirming all over the bed now, attempting to rub my swollen clit against the sheets, trying to relieve the intense horniness that was welling up inside.

"No, you may not," Joshua said, fully aware of the anguish I was in. My moans and cries were now completely audible and even over the webcam he could see the actions I was making to try and relieve myself. All I could do was stare at his dick, wishing I could feel it in some way inside me. In my mouth, in my dripping cunt, in my ass....it didn't matter. I just wanted it.

There were several other little acts of defiance that happened that weren't necessarily intentional, as I had thought they would be. There was a strong underlying wish to obey him that counteracted most of the defiance I normally had. It was a very strange feeling. After them I was left in nothing but my soaked thong, after Joshua had demanded as punishment to remove all the other articles of clothing.

"Since you only have that one little article of clothing left, take it off," Joshua demanded. "And the next time you disobey you will have to watch a video of double penetration without touching yourself."

"Yes, my Master," saying quickly, but not before a gasp escaped me. 

I couldn't take it anymore. The desire to come was driving me crazy. "My Master, may I PLEASE touch myself?" I groaned.

"Go get your hairbrush," he instructed. My hairbrush was my current version of a dildo, although thinner and smoother than I would have liked, but it did the job I wanted it to do. And right now I just wanted SOMETHING up there to relieve the sensation of pleasure-agony.

I retrieved it and then asked like a good little slut, "Where do you want me to put it, my Master?"

"How about in all three places?" he said with a slightly evil grin. He knew the one place my mind would jump to: my ass. I had always told him "No" when it came to that area. It felt very good to have his dick up there, but I would always get scared and jump off of him and beg for him not to until he decided to give up. Right now, the idea of masturbating in front of him with my hairbrush in my ass turned me on even more. I WANTED to do it.

I whimpered, "Yes, my Master," and put it in my mouth for a little while, mimicking the actions I would take if his cock, which he was still pumping for my viewing pleasure, was inside my salivating mouth. "Enough of this," I thought. "I want MY pleasure now."

"My Master, my I switch to my cunt?" I pleaded.

"You may switch whenever you like," was Joshua's delightful answer.

I immediately thrust the hairbrush into my 

dripping wet pussy. A moan escaped my lips as I thrust in and out. Of its own accord my other hand started fingering my swollen clit, which was slick from the juices that had been leaking from my cunt. For once, I was enjoying masturbating. I guess it was because I knew I was on display for my Master, and I wanted to show him how horny he had made his slut. All thought of sticking the hairbrush in any other orifice was gone. There was 

no way I was going to remove it.

I realized that I was close to coming, and knew I had to ask permission...I slowed down my strokes so I could speak. "M-my Master, m-may I c-come when I get close enough?"

"Yes, you may come," Joshua said, starting to pump his swollen shaft even faster.

"T-thank you, my Master," I moaned.

My thrusts with the hairbrush increased in speed, and so did the finger on my clit. I began to feel the burn in my legs that signaled an impending orgasm. Just before I went over the edge, I had to slow down so my orgasm wouldn't be intense. Normally I am very loud, but there were other people in the house, and I didn't want to announce to the whole world what I was doing. I forced myself to keep my exclamations of pleasure to a few mumbled swear words and moans, and then collapsed on the bed exhausted. The tingling sensation in my legs subsided. My release, after four days of agony, had come.

I blearily looked up to see Joshua slowly squeezing the last remaining drops of cum from his still-hard cock. I was somewhat disappointed I hadn't been able to see his milky-white seed as it shot from him, but I knew I would have another chance. I was so excited to know that there would maybe more play sessions; my Master seemed to have enjoyed the exchange.

I leaned back, my assertiveness and defiance returning as a smile came to my face, and asked:

"So. What did you think?"



First Experience



Swingers Club

Bored on a Saturday night I decide to sign into an adult chat site I'd joined recently. As I'm watching the chat screen, I notice people in the chat room keep mentioning a club. After a few minutes, curiosity got the better of me and I ask where this club was. A few of the site members advised where is was and that they were going to a masque party at the club that was being held that evening. I realised it's not a long way from where I live and I was without plans. I always liked to dress up and I'm fairly open minded. So that decided, I went about getting myself done up for a night out, not knowing what to expect.

I arrive at the club at about 9:45pm, not wanting to be one of the first to show. Before getting out of my car I put on my gold masquerade mask, making sure it was secure. After a few deep breaths to reassure myself I wasn't being stupid, I walk up to the entrance of the club, surprised at how non-descript it looked. To anyone during the day, it was like an office building. Opening the door, I'm greeted by a big smile and a warm welcome. Looking around nervously, I check out the lobby, not entirely sure what an adult swingers club is meant to look like. The woman behind the counter asks if this is my first time to the club and I nod. The lady introduces herself as Jenny and gives me a reassuring smile. After being told some house rules, I hand over my purse so she can lock it away with the other guest's personal items. Jenny turns to a man standing nearby and introduces him as Tom, who shakes my hand straight away. After being told that Jenny and Tom run the establishment, Jenny asks me to follow her as she gives me the tour of the place.

Near the lobby is a couple of bathrooms, the personal items cupboard and 2 bedrooms. On the other side of the lobby is a door that leads outside. There's a bunch of people sitting outside chatting and laughing. They all wave a welcome to me and I smile back. Jenny indicates that area was the smokers section and around the corner is the spa, where I can just see a couple of naked people lounging. Back inside we head up the stairs and I can hear music playing loudly. Jenny tells me that the softdrink at the bar is free and if I want alcohol, I would have to supply my own. She indicates a room that is split into 2, one side has a massage table and the other side is a big bed. In the next room is a bed and a sofa but I've noticed this room was missing a door. Jenny explains that some of the people enjoy others watching, but if someone wants to join in, they must ask permission first. 

As we continue through the upper floor, Jenny indicates the bar she mentioned earlier. There's a bunch of people playing at the pool table next to the bar, having an animated discussion about a bet that was being played out. I grin at how relaxed people appear to be. Onwards we go and we enter the'lounge room' This is where the music is coming from but I can see on the tv there's a porn movie playing. On the opposite side of the room is a stripper pole and there's a lady enjoying herself, dancing and grinding around it. The last room Jenny shows me is a massive room, complete with a couple of beds, sex swing and a bunch of accessories to avail oneself to. 

Left to my own devices, I wander around the club for a bit before going to the bar and grabbing a drink. I stroll into the lounge room and sit down so I have a view of the room, tv and into the other nearby rooms. I become engrossed in the porn movie playing on the tv, mesmerised as to how the female can do some of the tricks I've just seen. Too distracted by the movie I fail to notice someone has sat down beside me until they clear their throat. Jumping a little, I turn to look who is next to me.

Startling blue eyes meet mine, face half covered in a black mask, lips curved in a pleasant smile. 

"Hi, I'm Gary," you say, introducing yourself, holding out your hand.

Shaking your hand, I smile back. "I'm Belle. Nice to meet you, Gary."

"I noticed that you were quite engrossed with the movie and I had to come over to find out what has you sitting here, with a slight tilt to your head and a puzzled look to your face."

I blush a bit before responding. "I was watching the woman on the porno and what she was doing and I was thinking, there's no possible way I can do what she's doing. There's no way I can take something so big, so deep." Realising what I just said, I blush again and look away. You chuckle at my reply and tell me not to worry about what to say, especially in a club like this.

I turn back to you, asking if this was your first time at the club. "No, I've been many times, to different clubs. I didn't come alone tonight though."

"Oh, your partner likes to swing as well?" I ask. Shaking your head at my question. "No, I'm single. I came with a couple of mates who are also single. I mentioned to them about this club and it piqued their interest, so I've brought them to tonight's party," pointing out 2 guys standing by the bar. 

"That's Johnny, the tall one with the eagle tattoo on his forearm. Ben's the shorter one with the shaved head." You motion the guys over to introduce to me. Shaking their hands, I introduce myself to them. Johnny sits down on the other side of me while Ben stays standing. I ask both the new guys how they're feeling about being in a swingers club. Johnny replies that he's curious to see what happens and Ben says he's a bit nervous. 

"Don't worry, Ben, I'm a little nervous as well. Especially being here on my own." You appear surprised by that comment. "Why are you here alone? I lovely looking woman like yourself, I would have thought you'd at least have a male friend accompany you."

Shaking my head, "No. None of my friends have gone to swingers club. Well, not that I know of anyways. This was a spur of the moment thing for me. I was bored at home, I was in an adult chat room and saw mention of this club and decided, why not. So here I am."

The 4 of us continue chatting for a little while, alternating between the porn movie that's on the tv, to the different people who are still arriving at the club. Ben decides to go and chat to some girls he's been watching while Johnny heads to the bar. I turn back to you and mention checking out the spa again, to see if there was anyone in there. 

I stand up, taking a moment smoothing down my black mini skirt before heading toward the stairs. You decide to accompany me as well. We arrive at the spa area and are in luck that it's empty. 

"Do I have to go fully naked?" I ask. Laughing, you reply, "No, you don't have to, but when you get out and put your clothes back on, there will be wet patches in spots."

"Ok. Can you turn around? I'm a little shy." you oblige laughing as you do.

Quickly I strip off my skirt, shoes and top, hesitating at my underwear. Taking a deep breath, I strip off my g-string and bra, tossing them onto my other clothing. I climb into the spa, being careful not to slip over. 

"You're fine to turn around now, Gary. I'm going to take my mask off, as I feel silly sitting here with it on." I pull off the mask, throwing it towards my clothes.

You look over at me and grins at my attempt to sit as low as possible in the water. I splash water at him, telling him not to smirk at me. As I watch, you slowly unbuttons your shirt and remove it, revealing a toned torso that was well hidden. Unbuttoning your jeans, you kick off your shoes at the same time. As if to tease, you inch the jeans down your legs and then kick them off. Walking over to the spa, you climb in and sits next to me, but leaving a bit of room between us.

Gary reaches behind me to press the button to turn on the jets and I let out a surprised squeak when a jet under me bubbles up between my legs. I feel myself start to float from the bubbles and grab the sides of the spa to hold myself down. Suddenly I feel a hand on my thigh, firmly pressing me down into my seat. I look up and see you watching me, a glint in your eyes. I feel my pussy go wet, instantly, at your touch.

Hearing footsteps coming up to the spa, I watch Gary turn to see who it is. The man who has just arrived starts to undress, but a look from Gary stops him. He grabs his shirt and puts it back on, giving one last look at the spa before moving off to another area. Sliding up next to me, your leg pressing against mine. "Is this okay?" you ask. 

I can only manage to nod that it was okay. Dropping your head next to mine, your mouth right next to my ear, you start to whisper to me. Hot breath against my skin makes me shiver, goose bumps raising my skin, my nipples hardening. Carefully, I place my left hand on your thigh, running my fingers lightly over the skin. Turning slightly, I place my left leg over your lap, pressing my side against you more. As if taking my shift as permission, I feel you run your hand up and down the side of my thigh, curving around my hip, pulling me slightly closer to you. 

I can feel his cock hardening against my left thigh as it rests across his lap. I place my hand on against your stomach, feeling the ridges of muscles beneath my hand. Turning my head towards you, I tentatively kiss your lips. I pull back and trace your bottom lip with the tip of my tongue before I deepen the kiss. I can feel your restraint as you let me take things are my own pace. I decide to shift completely, sliding my left leg behind your back with my right leg over your lap.

I slide my hands into your hair, pulling your mouth to mine in a deep kiss, my tongue playing against yours. With a firm but gentle touch, you mold my breasts with your hands, squeezing them. Moaning, I let myself to float up so my breasts are out of the water. Breaking the kiss, you drop your head to lick the mounds of my breasts, nipping at them. I thrust myself higher in the water, my nipples aching to be touched. I decide to straddle your lap, resting with a knee on the seat and using my right foot to lift me enough to have my breasts fully out of the water.

"Please, Gary, pinch my nipples," I beg.

Acting immediately, you take my nipples between your fingers and rolling them slowly, back and forth while pinching them as I beg. Your mouth replaces your fingers on my right nipple, sucking and nibbling. I moan, my head falling back. I feel soft tickles on my thighs as you slip a hand between my legs. I feel your fingertips brush against my folds, making me gasp, which quickly turns to a guttural moan as you finds my aching clit. 

With 2 fingers, you press against my clit, rubbing back and forth. My hips move in time with your deft fingers, wanting them to never stop. Suddenly, you drop your fingers lower, thrusting 2 into me at the same time as you bite me harder on my right breast. Panting from the intense pleasure I tell you not to stop. "We're going to have to take this to a room if you want to continue," you tell me, causing me to pout.

Giving me a quick kiss on the lips, you lift me off your lap and onto the spa seat. Rising, I watch as you step out of the spa, grabbing a towel and quickly drying off. Grabbing another towel, you beckon to me to get out of the spa too. You quickly dry me, stopping to suck a little on my nipples, before wrapping me fully in the towel. We pick up our clothes and head inside. Noticing the rooms downstairs were all occupied, we head upstairs. The only room still free was the one off the lounge room with the sex swing and massive beds. "Are you comfortable with this room?" you ask.

I nod, "This is ok. I'm open to new things, so why not this." 

You drop your clothes in the corner of the room before coming back to me, turning me to face you, cupping my cheeks and lowering your mouth to capture mine. The kiss starts out slowly, lips meeting lips. Your tongue presses against the seam of my lips and I open, letting you in. Our tongues meet, sliding against each other, turning our kiss more passionate. I drop my clothes to the floor before raising my arms, wrapping them around your neck, pulling you against me. 

You wrap your arms around my waist and walk me backward toward one of the beds. As I feel it press against my knees, I allow myself to be lowered onto it. Without breaking the kiss, you lay next to me on your side. Right hand sliding up my leg, you push aside the bottom of the towel. Allowing your hand to continue up, over my hip, my belly, right up to the knot in the towel. With a flick the wrist, my towel falls open, leaving me naked to your gaze. I cup your neck, playing with the hair as the back of your head. Turning slightly I put my leg over yours, brushing over the towel that still covers you. Grabbing both my hands, you raise them above my head, pressing them to the bed. Sliding between my legs, you nibble and suck my neck, slowly moving down to my breasts.

You start sucking on my left nipple until the pleasure almost becomes pain, then moves across to my right nipple, treating it the same. I raise my hips, pressing myself against you, wanting more. Letting go of my wrists, you continue down my belly, making the muscles twitch and tremble as you lightly kiss and caress them. Finally, stopping at the junction of my thighs, your warm breath ruffles the moist curls covering my mound. With a gentle hand, you part my pussy lips, revealing how wet I am. I can smell the musky scent of my sex as you blow slightly against me. Leaning forward, lips closing over my clit, you suck on me, drawing me into your mouth. Moaning, I buck against your mouth.

With your other hand, you slip 2 fingers inside me. As you begin to move your fingers in and out of me, you flick your tongue in time with the rhythm. Panting, I move against this pleasure onslaught. Sliding another finger into my tight pussy, you press them against my g-spot, making my moan and beg for me. As I'm about to orgasm, you nip at the tip of my clit, causing me to go wild as I cum. You pull away to grab a condom from the nightstand.

Tearing the packet open, you quickly put it on, coming back to kneel between my legs. Lifting my hips, you position yourself and slide your hard cock, inch by inch, into me. With my orgasm still fresh in my system, my pussy clenches hard. As I feel you pull out, I start to whimper in protest. With a thrust of the hips, you bury your cock deep into me. Wrapping my legs tightly around your waist, I hold you to me, grinding my clit against you, causing quivers to run through me. You start moving at a slow, but steady pace, making me moan in pleasure at your loving. 

I run my hands up and down your sides, nails clenching into your firm arse cheeks, trying to urge you to fuck me harder. Sliding your arms under my back, we roll over so I'm sitting on top. Bending down, I kiss you deeply, raising my hips so my pussy slides along your throbbing cock. I sit up and notice that we have an audience. There's a couple standing near the sex swing, he has a hand down her shirt, fondling her breast, with his other hand between her legs, playing with her pussy. I can see her head thrown back in pleasure, a hand behind her back, in his pants, teasing his cock. Looking around further, I spot your mates, Johnny and Ben, both with raging hard-ons. 

Noticing them as well, you grab my neck gently and pulling me down to you. Whispering, you asks, "Are you agreeable to Johnny and Ben joining in on our fun?" 

Looking back at the two guys and then back to you, I nod. "Yes."

Beckoning your friends over, you grab my hips and rotate them. Johnny and Ben strip off and come over to the bed. Leaning back, I rest my hands on your thighs and rock back and forth against you. Ben and Johnny lean down and capture my nipples in their mouths, sucking and nibbling. Feeling massively turned on, I grab their cocks and stroking them. With sensations bombarding me, I start to ride your cock faster, your hands guiding my hips.

Turning my head, I pull on Johnny's cock hard, bringing him closer before closing my lips over the head of his cock. Ben continues to play with my breasts as I stroke his cock. Sliding up and down your cock, I'm getting closer to orgasming again, I release Ben's cock and concentrate on fucking you and sucking Johnny. Ben moves behind me, rubbing my arse cheeks as I move. Feeling my arse cheeks being gently parted, fingers finding my juices and spreading them around my back entrance.

With a little pressure, Ben slips a finger into my arse, causing me to moan around Johnny's cock. He moves his finger in and out, matching the pace of your thrusts. Gently he adds another finger, continuing to finger fuck my arse. He grabs a condom and covers up, then he pulls his fingers out, only to replace them with his cock. You stop moving to allow Ben to enter me. Slowly and gently, he presses into me, making me whimper around Johnny's member. I feel so full, not knowing if I can take it all. As he pushes carefully forward, I try to relax. Feeling the head of his cock now in my arse, Ben grabs a hold of my waist, while you hold my hips. You both move at the same time and I gasp at the immense feelings. 

Wanting to pleasure all the guys at the same time, I start to suck harder on Johnny, while letting you and Ben move me to your rhythm. I can taste so much pre-cum coming from Johnny so I grab his balls and squeeze gently, massaging them, wanting his cum to explode from him. Feeling my orgasm quickly approaching, I stop working on Johnny. I brace my hands on either side of your head, my breasts swaying near your mouth. You capture my right nipple, sucking hard as I start to squeeze my pussy muscles tighter around your cock. Having felt the change in my body, you dig your fingers harder into my hips, thrusting deep and hard into me while pulling me down towards your thrusts, Ben meeting the pace.

Unable to hold back I let out a loud moan as I shatter around your pulsing and twitching cock, your orgasm hitting seconds after mine. Ben pulls out of me, ripping the condom off, stroking himself a few times before he, too, lets out a groan, his cum spurting on to my arse cheeks and between them. Johnny has yet to cum, so reaching for him I slide my mouth down his length, my tongue flexing against the underside while I suck him. Using my hands I pump the base of his cock and massage his balls, feeling them start to tighten. Shifting my angle, I feel the head of his cock slide into my throat. Unable to contain his orgasm anymore, Johnny grabs my hair, holding me against his groin as his cum sprays straight down my throat.

Slowly taking my mouth from him, I sip and lick the sensitive tip of his cock, before falling to your side on the bed, panting. Trying to shift into a better position, I can barely move from how intense my orgasm was. Johnny moves off to chat to some of our audience, which had grown a lot while we were occupied. Feeling slightly self-conscious, I tug on the towel that is still on the bed, covering myself. We lay there, not talking, for about 10 minutes. The couple that were playing near the sex swing were now going for it. He had her in the sex swing, gripping her hips and fucking her harder and harder as she let out small shrieks of ecstasy.

Turning to me, you ask, "Are you okay?"

Nodding, I respond. "I'm better than okay. That was intense! I can barely feel my legs, but I feel in need of a shower." 

Grabbing the discarded towel, you stand up, wrapping it around your hips. You then go around the room, collecting our belongings. Whilst you're grabbing everything, I shuffle to the side of the bed, standing up and securing the towel tightly around me. I can see several men watching me with leery eyes, hoping to have some of what these guys just had. Walking over, you slip an arm around my waist, placing a kiss just below my ear before shooting each of the guys staring at me, a look to back off. 

We head toward the stairs to go to the bathrooms, not getting far before someone stops us to chat for a few minutes and ask if they can join in for another round. We decline and go in hunt for a free bathroom. Closing and locking the door, you place our clothes on the bench while I turn on the shower. Dropping the towel, I step into the large cubicle, feeling the water beating on my sensitive skin. Stepping in, you pull me against you, wrapping your arms around me. Leaning against you, the water at my back, his hands running up over my back, I feel content and happy I came to the club.




First Experience



Stepping back, you grab a new cake of soap and a wash cloth, lathering it up. I take it from you, turning you around and I wash your back, sliding it down over your butt, which I grab in both hands and squeeze. Moving downwards, I wash your legs and stand back up. Turning to face me, I wash down your chest and stomach, deliberately missing your groin, before washing the front of your legs. Dropping to my knees, I start to slide the cloth around your pubic mound and over your balls. Your cock starts to harden as I clean you. Wrapping the cloth around the length, I stroke it up and down, making sure I clean you well. Leaning back against the wall, you let the water wash away the suds. As the last of the soap leaves your cock, I start to kiss and nibble the shaft. Sliding back to the tip, I flick my tongue over the head, before sliding my open mouth up and down, loving your taste.

Grabbing my shoulders, you lift me up to stand in front of you. Re-lathering the wash cloth, you tell me to turn around and rub the cloth over my back, my shoulders, down my arms. Crouching down, you work the cloth over my arse cheeks and down my legs. Standing up, you press yourself against my back, your cock settling between my arse cheeks. Running the soapy cloth over my shoulders and breasts, you stop to pinch the nipples to hard points. You continue to work the cloth down over my stomach as my head drops back onto your shoulder.

Turning me to face you, you crouch down to wash from my feet up, but not before nudging my feet further apart. With teasing slowness, I feel you slide the cloth up my legs, along the fronts first and then on my inner thighs. Dropping the cloth, you grab the cake of soap and rubs it over my pubic mound, using your fingers to work the soap into a lather. You spread my thighs open wider, running the tips of your fingers over my pussy lips toward my arse, stroking me but denying me the pleasure of touching my now throbbing clit.

I lean my shoulders back against the shower wall, letting the water sluice over me. With your left hand, you part my pussy, revelling my pussy, pink and juicy. Sliding your index and middle fingers down the sides of my clit, you run them close to my entrance, making me tilt my hips towards you. Leaning forward you dart your tongue out and flick my clit, causing me to suck in a breath. Moving your tongue lightly against my clit, you circle my wet hole with your fingers, making me strain towards his touch.

With a quick movement, you thrust 2 fingers into me, sucking my clit into your mouth at the same time. Grabbing your head with my hands, I ground myself against your lips and tongue, moaning and begging for this sweet torture. Standing up quickly, you turns so the water is at your back, pressing my back against your chest, cock prodding at me. Placing your left hand on my hip, your right on my shoulder, you push me to bend over. Bringing your right hand to my other hip, I feel your cock nudge at my pussy. Reaching under me, I help to guide you into my aching, wet hole. Pushing forward, you spread my arse cheeks to watch yourself enter me, pushing into me until you're fully inside. You pull out as slowly as you enter me, loving seeing yourself moving in and out, driving me insane with these slow thrusts. Reaching my left hand forward, I brace myself against the other wall of the shower, using my right hand to feel where your cock is joined with me. I reach back further, touching your balls, tugging lightly on them.

Moving my fingers back over my pussy, I start to stroke my clit. 

"Gary, please, fuck me faster. You're driving me insane," I beg.

"I aim to please, so your wish is my command." Keeping your left hand on my hip, you grab my right breast, pinching my nipple as you start to move faster.

"Harder, please," I plead.

Shifting you right hand to my shoulder, you pull me back in time to with your forward thrusts, but it's not enough. Grasping my hips in a bruising grip, you start to pound into me, our wet flesh smacking against each other, my hungry pussy sucking at your throbbing cock. I'm crying out for more, harder, faster!

Above my cries I hear you ask, "Can I cum in you?"

"Yes! Yes, oh god, yes! Please, fill me with your cum. Make me scream. Now!"

I start to tremble and shake, my pussy clenching, milking at your cock. Reaching around, you pinch my clit hard, making me shriek in pleasure. Thrusting into me a few more time, I feel your cock swelling more. 

"Fuck, yes. Cum for me," I moan.

I push back as you slam into me one last time, feeling your cock twitching as you pour your cum deep into me.

With legs like jelly, I sink to the shower floor, shudders still travelling through me. Bringing my knees up against my chest, I rest my head on my knees, waiting for my heart and breathing to calm. Switching the shower off, you step out of the cubicle and dry yourself off. Reaching out, you help me up, wrapping me in a clean towel, rubbing it over my skin to dry me.

Slowly, we get dressed and leave the bathroom. Looking at the clock on the wall, I notice it to be about 3am, almost closing time. I collect my handbag from Jenny, who asked if I've had a good evening. You grin as I blush, telling Jenny that it was certainly a great evening. Bidding her good night, I head to the door, with you following me. Once we reach my car, you lean down, kissing me softly.

"Gary, thanks so much for tonight. It's been a night of firsts for me and what memories I'll keep."

"Belle, I hope this is just the beginning. It's been a great night, but I don't want it to stop. I'd like to catch up again. Soon, if we can."

Unable to wipe the grin from my face, I respond, "I'd really like that. I'll give you my info. After a night like tonight, I want to see what else we can do."

Grabbing a pen and paper from my car, I scribble my details on it and you provide me with yours. 

"Thanks again for showing me what a place like this is like. Call me soon, okay?" I ask.

Leaning down, you kiss me passionately. Drawing back, you cup my cheek, "I'll see you soon, I promise. Drive safely."

I watch as you start to walk away, turning to wink at me, a smile on your face, like you were the cat that got the cream. A shudder of pleasure moves through me as I slide into my car, anticipating our next meeting, which will come sooner than I realise.

Until then....