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Laura Lee

By: chrisho



There’s a first time for everything, right…

The time when Laura-Lee and me went down by the creek near her Pappy’s cabin.

I’ll never forget that smile she flashed at me when I was delivering a cord of wood to her Pappy’s place. Fine place old man Wilkerson had, all tarred up, nice like, between the logs. In the bush, life is right hard, for sure, but he seemed to be doing ok. To bad about his wife, dying like that and all but they did have one before she passed. Ah, Laura-Lee. 

When I wasn’t doing my chores I was dreaming about old man Wilkerson’s daughter, Laura-Lee. Thinking of her night after night was my one and only pleasure. Right pretty she was, for sure.

Well, let me tell you, after delivering the wood to old man Wilkerson, he paid me and up and left for town. Seems like he was waiting for me to arrive before he set out to buying his groceries.

All of a sudden, Laura-Lee and me was alone. As I parlayed earlier, Laura-Lee has certain effects on me. I couldn’t hide the fact I liked her no matter how hard I tried. She kept remarking on that, pointing and a giggling, causing me unabashed embarrassment.

Before I knew it Laura-Lee had led me down to what she kept referring to as her special place near the creek. The water sparkled before my eyes as Laura-Lee said to me.

“I don’t like spiders and snakes, but that ain’t what it takes to love me, you fool, you fool”

Now I may be dumb but I couldn’t help myself. So I up and kissed her full on the lips. Sparks flew as our internal lamps lit on fire. Before I knew it, Laura-Lee was pawing at me with unbridled passion. Taken a little aback, I pushed her away. This couldn’t be happening. Me? And Laura-Lee? 

Laura-Lee slapped me hard in the face at that point. Then, all of a sudden she started to crying and all. 

I was a mite confused and couldn’t understand what she was blab-ling on and on about.

After she stopped hiccupping I asked her why she had done hit me and all. 

“Because, I like you.” She replied.

Who would’a thunk.

“Laura-Lee” I said. “My brain don’t work right when you’re near… you sure smell nice.” I blurted out.

“So do you, all sweaty like”

This time I didn’t stop her as she tugged at my shirt. Before I knew it, she had me naked and lying on my back, the soft peat moss molding itself to my form.

“Have you ever done this before?’ She breathed in my left ear as she caressed my stomach with her fingertips, slowly rubbing up and down, her forearm lightly brushing my aching manhood.

I couldn’t talk, her doing that and looking like she did.

‘My, Oh MY’, I thought, as suddenly my cock erupted, spewing semen forth in an awful frenzy.

“Why, I never…” Laura-Lee giggled as she watched me twitch and groan, covering my chest and stomach with my seed. “You are excited, aren’t you?”

“Can you do it again?”.

“Laura-Lee” I said. “I…, what the hell, come here and let me show you”

With that I done showed her some of what I dreamt about all those long nights laying in my bed. First I kissed her neck, just under her chin. My tongue somehow found her nipples as my hand gently moved up and down on her sex. Feeling somewhat invigorated I lifted up her ass and pulled down her shorts. 

There it was, Laura-Lee’s wonderful mound. It was everything I had dreamed of, and more. The slightest touch of it made me harder and happier than I had ever been.

“My, my” Laura-Lee panted. “You know what I like”

She was wriggling and moaning as her hand grabbed my pecker and started to squeeze it over and over. I was leaking something fierce when suddenly she started to rub the palm of her hand around and around on the end of my dick. 

I was panting like a lizard on a rock and so was she. No matter what she was doing to me I was determined to feel her squeezing some on my finger. 

As my dick started throbbing a second time, my probing finger was gripped tight. She started bucking up and down faster then I want to repeat. My whole hand was drenched as her body convulsed, again and again. Once again I came, overwhelmed by her orgasm.


After a time or two she looked me in the face and gave me a big kiss.

Seemed to me like she wanted to continue but she said it was time to go back to the cabin as her Pappy would be home soon.

Right she was as no sooner had we gotten back when her Pappy’s truck started meandering up the road towards the cabin.

He seemed right upset to see me still being there and whilst I was running towards my truck I swear I did see Laura-Lee smiling at me.

Laura Lee in the City



"Can you give me a hand?"

Turning, I met Laura Lee. She smiled at me, said she was new in town and asked if I would mind helping her move her stuff into her apartment.

She gestured towards an antiquated pick up truck where I was shocked to see an older man who was straight out of "The Hills Have Eyes" glaring at me. He elbowed his way from the truck and started tugging on the ropes that held the tarp in place, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Laura Lee"

"Yes Papa?"

"Never you mind"

"Mind what, Pappa!" Laura Lee spat back at him.

"Mind your manners child!" he said as he tossed the corner of the tarp skyward, all the while staring straight at me.

"What's yer name boy" he asked.

"Uh, Randy, sir" I replied.

"Git your ass in gear, boy. I ain't got all day." he said as he started loosening the other side.

Instead of running from this wild man I decided to help him out and in doing so I met Laura Lee. She was 22 years old and was moving here to get a job as a waitress. She told me that times were tough where she came from and her father had finally agreed to let her help out, although he wasn't happy about her leaving. 

Laura Lee's apartment turned out to be the one directly across from the one I shared with my mother. We had been alone for the last three years. My Father had died three days before my eighteenth birthday. Fucking cancer! I certainly missed him, missed him at my high school graduation, missed him when I dropped out of college, missed him when I got fired from my last job, but most of all, I just missed him. 

Anyway, I have to tell you about Laura Lee. She is the best thing that has happened to me. I am very shy around girls but Laura Lee seemed to alleviate those fears. She was always talking to me and asking me to help her with things. More than once I caught myself peeking down her top or staring at her profile. Such sights caused the head of my cock to start pounding, making it throb and grow. More than once she caught me in a trance, staring at her, my dick beating in my pants. 

Needless to say, she was the girl of my dreams. The way she smiled, the way she moved, the way her hair caressed the side of her face, I was totally enraptured with her.

The more I got to know her, the more time I spent with her. My mother treated her like the daughter she never had and Laura Lee spent as many hours in our place as I spent in hers. All in all, I was a happy guy, spending lots of time in her company.

She always wore loose fitting T-shirts and short cutoff jeans when she was at home, giving me ample opportunity to sneak the occasional peek down her top. I swear I saw her belly button more than once during those moments of bliss. 

I soon came to realize that Laura Lee was a cockteaser! I wasn't sure if she knew it but she was sure teasing me. Her nipples transfixed me, her crotch made my cock swell in my pants. She seemed to understand this and flaunted her body every chance she got.

I'll never forget the time when she was eating over at our place and her foot brushed against mine under the table. I couldn't believe it when she started to move her foot up my leg as she stared straight into my eyes. She looked at me and winked as her wandering foot stroked the inside of my thigh. My cock was pounding in my underwear as her foot approached my groin. The moment was shattered as my mother returned to the kitchen. For some reason she smiled at Laura Lee as the tantalizing foot receded.

The next day was even better. I was helping Laura Lee re-arrange her living room. It was a hot day and her T-shirt was clinging to her chest. It was quite obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra as her nipples pressed against the thin material. My shorts betrayed me, revealing my excitement.

Laura Lee seemed to be curiously oblivious of the effect she was having on me. More than once she brushed against me as we moved the furniture about, never appearing to notice when my erection happened to press against her. When we were finished she said that she was going to take a bath to cool down. I politely said that I should leave but she asked me to stay and wash her back.

As I entered the bathroom she was already in the tub gesturing for me to come in. I froze, staring at her nakedness. She giggled and asked me what was wrong. I just stood there and stared as she soaped her legs, her flashing arms affording me the odd glimpse of her nipples. 

"Don't be shy" she said staring straight at my crotch which was keeping time with my rapidly beating heart.

Without saying a word I quickly stripped off my clothes. Laura Lee didn't seem to mind so I boldly stepped forward and started washing her back. My dick was pounding, I was so excited.

Here I was, naked and rubbing the back of the most gorgeous girl that I had ever laid eyes on. My hands trembled as they caressed her skin, the more I massaged her, the harder I became. She arched her spine as my nervous fingers traced down her back, presenting me with a beautiful view of her ample breasts. The sight of her nipples made my dick throb, again and again. I longed to caress them, suck on them.

"... so will you do that?"

"Huh" I said.

"I asked you if you wanted to get in the tub with me."

I was in the tub before you can say 'Bob's your uncle'. Laura Lee spun around so her back was against me. She parted my legs and pressed her body against mine, trapping my throbbing erection between us. 

"Wash my breasts" She breathed as she rested her head on my left shoulder.

With the soap in my right hand I lathered her magnificent breasts. My left hand followed my right, ensuring that she was well soaped up. I thought I was going to cum as she wiggled her back against me. Seconds before that occurred she pushed away from me.


Turning, she told me to stand up. It was all I could do to keep from blowing my load as her soap covered breasts approached my straining member. She seemed to sense this and stopped, her erect nipple lightly pressing against my cock, causing it to jump away then back again slapping at her breast. She licked her lips and started rubbing her nipple up and down my shaft. I spasmed, out of control. Without warning she stopped and stared into my eyes. Twisting her shoulders, she continued her assault with her other nipple. My legs started to shake as she toyed with me. First it was her left nipple, then her right, then her left. I couldn't keep track anymore. She was driving me nuts!

Suddenly I was in heaven. Her slippery breasts surrounded my aching cock and I went into overdrive. I started bucking my hips as rapidly as I could. I was in heaven.

Suddenly, Laura Lee moved back, breaking all contact. I groaned as my dick pulsated uselessly in the air. Looking down I saw semen mixed with the pre-cum oozing from my cock.

"Don't stop," I begged her.

She just laughed and asked me if I would do something for her.

By this time I was ready to do anything she said. 

Smiling the sexiest smile I have ever seen in my life she asked me if I would help her host a party. Apparently she was inviting some of her friends over to her place that weekend and she wanted help serving food and cleaning up. 

"No problem" I said, mentally noting that I would be alone that weekend as my mother was going to be out of town, visiting her sister.

"Thanks" She said giving me a big hug, sandwiching my aching boner between her breasts. She nudged the back of my knees and I sat down in the soapy water. She slid her legs over mine and locked her ankles behind me. It felt so good. Once again my dick started throbbing as it pressed into her stomach. I grunted and started moving back and forth against her. I could feel the most intense orgasm of my life beginning. Two or three more seconds of this and I was going to burst. 

All of a sudden Laura Lee backed off and pulled the plug. I groaned in agony as my orgasm was denied once again. Laura Lee's eyes were riveted to my cock as it poked through the bubbles. Her eyes grew bigger as she watched it twitch, beating at the bubbles as they swirled down the drain. Standing up she handed me a towel and asked me to dry her. I eagerly complied, gently rubbing her back with the thick towel. She ensured that I stayed harder than a rock, taking every opportunity to brush against me while I toweled her down. When she was dry she turned to me and said she was still wet. I asked her what she meant and she pointed to her crotch.

"Eat me" she panted.

I had never done that, never! My inadequacy was soon apparent but that didn't stop Laura Lee. She grabbed my protruding member and led me into her bedroom. She laid back and spread her legs. I crawled towards her and started to suck hungrily on her exposed sex.

"Slow down" she urged.

"Kiss me here" she panted guiding my mouth with her fingers.

"Gently now" she moaned. 

"Use your tongue, lick it like an ice cream cone, yes, that's the way" she encouraged me.

I tried my best to give her what she wanted. Whenever I got a little rambunctious she slowed me down. She taught me how to please a woman with my lips and tongue during the next two hours. The more I learned the hornier I got. For what seemed like the twentieth time she bucked against my face.

Grabbing my hair she pulled me from her heat and kissed me for the first time. Her fingers found my stiffness and started squeezing. Time and time again she squeezed causing me to expand like never before. Just when I thought I was going to explode she stopped and started playing with my nipples. I grunted as she fingered them until they were as hard as my cock. I couldn't believe the pleasure I was feeling, it was as if my nipples were in direct contact with my cock. The more she teased them, the more my cock twitched. I couldn't stop it from happening, it was like I was cumming but I wasn't.

Laura Lee suddenly took a great interest with the pre-cum oozing out of my cock. With a mischievous grin she started to spread it around on the head of my cock. In less than a second it jerked away from the tip of her finger.

"Don't you want me to touch it" she giggled as it jerked back and forth.

"Y-yes" I managed to gasp, as her finger kept lightly touching it, causing it to dance.

"Stop twitching then. Can you do that?"

"I, I, I" was all I could say as she started lightly rubbing the tip with her palm. I was in ecstasy and couldn't control myself as her hand twirled around and around. I was beyond comprehension when the buzzer rang. Without hesitation, Laura Lee stopped and told me to hide in the closet. I watched as she rolled of the bed and quickly threw on her shorts and T-shirt.

"Hi Laura Lee, how are you?"

'It was my mother' I realized as I hid in the closet.

'What was she doing here?' my mind raced as I pictured her catching me, naked and with a raging hard-on, in Lara Lee's closet. Their voices got closer and I heard Laura Lee telling her that I was helping her fix the bar inside her bedroom closet. I panicked and tried to hide behind some of the hanging clothes.

"Randy, are you in here" my mother inquired as the closet door swung open.

"What the hell???"

I was caught, buck naked, my cock staring at the ceiling. 

"Randy! What do you think your doing!" My mother shrieked as her right hand covered her mouth.

"I, I, I..."

Embarrassed and ashamed I bolted, running from Laura Lee's bedroom into my own. I didn't care if someone saw me running naked through the hallway.

'This can't be happening' I thought as I heard my mother knocking on my bedroom door.

"Go away!" I shouted.

"Randy, we have to talk"

The next afternoon my mother kissed me on the cheek and waved goodbye as she backed her car out of her parking spot. She was off, going to visit my aunt and she wouldn't be back until Monday night. As I was heading back inside I looked up and saw Laura Lee waving at my mother's car. She then looked down and gestured at me, pointing to the inside of her apartment. Within minutes I was knocking on her door and was greeted by a smile that I'll never forget.

Laura Lee asked me if I was still willing to help her with her party that weekend. I didn't have to be asked twice. That weekend was amazing and forever changed my life.

Needless to say I was introduced to sex, sex and more sex; but that is another story...



Laura Likes It



I felt her foot seductively brush up against my leg, under the white linen table set.

 Our eye contact maintained. I reached below the table, and smoothed my hand over the top of her foot and up her shin, ensuring what I felt was real and not simply a figment of my over taxed imagination.

 "You wanna get out of here?" She smiled with a sudden narrowing of her eyes.

 "Absolutely," I answered, simultaneously raising my arm to signal the wait staff.

 What seemed like an eternity passed, interrupted abruptly by the waiter's presence.

 "May I interest either of you in dessert, perhaps coffee or cappuccino this afternoon?"

 "No, thank you," our synchronistic reply.

 "Very well, I'll return with your check."



I'm not even sure how this all came to reality. I suppose it began around 10 years ago or so when Laura and I reconnected via Facebook. Come to think of it, I don't even remember which of us reached out to the other. But, at this point, that detail is completely irrelevant.

 We had originally been introduced at a sales convention at least 20 years ago or so. I was fresh out of college and Laura was about halfway completed with her undergrad degree. I still remember exactly what she looked like then, which isn't much different from how she looks currently. Hot. Yeah, not to sound cliché, but 'hot' would be the word. She was tiny then, standing at around 5 feet, 6 inches. Thin and tiny, really. Tiny everything. A tiny waist, tiny rear end; tiny frame. These tiny characteristics only accentuated her breasts, which did not appear tiny -- especially on a woman of her size. That is, if you got the rare chance to see her profile.

 With long, thick amber colored hair, bright green eyes and a killer smile, she easily commanded the attention of any room. Well, at least those who were lucky enough to see her in close proximity. Laura walked with poise and confidence, a 'walking wet dream' as the majority of the male perspective would deem.

 She usually wore tight-fitting jeans, long before such things as "skinny" jeans and Spandex yoga pants became popular. With oversized sweatshirts to self-consciously hide her endowments, her college bound wardrobe simply complimented her stunning personality and quick-witted candor. She seemed to catch everyone's gaze, but yet, at the time, gave no sense of a negative response. Instead, she received each hungry stare with subtle acknowledgment and, at times, sincere gratitude. Laura was also the type of gal who didn't seem to be conscious of how physically attractive she unduly was. And that alone, of course, gave her all the more allure.

 With a German-American heritage, she carried herself extremely well with simple grace and style. High set cheekbones, a Roman nose, and long, thin legs mobilized her body with distinct elegance. When I first met her, it was difficult to gauge the form of her breasts, let alone that of her derriere because of the long-draping and larger sized tops she wore. But that didn't stop my imagination from working – calculating what "might" be a hidden work of art and majesty under her modest camouflage.

 Her voice: Strong and feminine with a hint of masculine husk; especially when she became emotionally charged. Her laugh: Light and jovial and, as mentioned earlier, a smile that would dazzle even the most hardened of cynical viewers.

 I never saw Laura wear high heels, but then again, she probably didn't even have the need to wear them. She was tiny and skinny; that was all that was important for her. And, to top it off, she was consistently concerned about fitness and health, so you know that she was all about maintaining a perfect size and weight.

 But for whatever reason -- call it fate, serendipity, or just plain luck, we hit it off. While at that conference, we captivated one another, so it seemed. Well, she captivated me, as it were. She was the one who enjoyed my humor, as bizarre and twisted as it might be at times. Laura laughed authentically at my jokes and seemed to appreciate being around me for the short time. We attended some of the small group breakouts, sat next to one another in the large group settings, and even had lunch and dinner together. I remember on one of the nights, when both of us had one too many cocktails after one of the evening sessions, that I escorted her back to her hotel room. I thought for sure that I'd get lucky then, but it was not meant to be. As soon as the elevator reached the 12th floor, she stammered out as soon as the doors parted. I staggered to her room's door with her and she kissed me on the cheek and slurred, "Thanks, fur watchin' out fur me." As soon as her electronic key card had opened her door, she was inside and it closed quickly behind her. I heard her call through the door, "Goodnight!"

 Unfortunately, that was the last time I saw her. She left before the closing session the very next day and I figured I would never see Laura again. I had my memory of her, and at that point, there was nothing I could do. At least I had my memories of her. And those positive thoughts are what I kept tucked away. It seemed that her quality characteristics maintained, and remained true to the present. It was as if only a few months had passed. The years had not taken too much of a toll on her figure, that was for certain. Yeah, she bore two children, but aside from some laugh lines added to either side of her eyes and some minimal added healthy weight, perhaps the slightest widening of her hips, everything else was pretty much the same.

 Thank you, God.

 Anyways, I know she went off to school and received an advanced degree and settled down with her high school sweetheart. I heard through the proverbial grapevine that she landed some kind of high role, over-paying career and managed a family. They lived in a rather affluent end of town, far away in both distance and class from where I ended in all honesty.

 But, she's done well for herself, as predicted. She was always a go-getter with that "take no prisoners" mindset. Driven. Successful. Power hungry. Yeah, driven –and winning, apparently. Good for her. Good for her, absolutely. Her husband, Adam, if I recall his name correctly, wasn't doing too poorly either. A nice guy, really, also with a driven mentality. And a tinkerer of sorts, he was as well. He liked to take things apart and reverse engineers them to learn how something worked. And no slouch in intelligence either: A self-taught mechanic with training aspired to be a BMW certified technician. And after he got bored with that, went on to study statistics to be an actuary for some well known, over-inflated insurance company.

 Put those two brainiacs together and, voila, a recipe for income, stability and, for all intents and purposes: Success.

 Now, it goes without saying that I've endured my own set of challenges and success as well. I never stayed with one company, let alone position for long. It seems that I was constantly looking for the next opportunity. When they came along, I didn't wait too long before making a move. In short measured time, I was soon doubling; even tripling my annual salary, simply by hopping off one ship and jumping on board another. Now, we're not talking mountains of money by any stretch of the imagination here, and we're certainly not talking the amount of money that Laura or her husband were probably taking in, but it was quite handsome. Handsome enough to make myself appear attractive enough to settle down, get married, afford a house; even have a child of our own.

 And, you know, the majority of Western Society speaks of this recognizable 7-year itch phenomenon. I'll have you know that I never experienced that. Instead, what I did experience was more of a 10-year itch, if I think about it and do the math.

 The pathetic thing is that I couldn't even tell you what the catalyst for such an itch consists of personally. Age, lack of interest, decreased exercise, weight gain, and energy loss and degrading Testosterone levels -- probably all -- have a stake in the cause. But there's not just one thing. And, no, I have not experienced this "Mid-Life Crisis" thing either. I would have no idea what that is. I have absolutely no desire to go out and buy a sports car, or any other material "must have" before I reach the age of 50. So, forget about all of those theories. For whatever reason, that particular ailment does not seem to apply to me. But who knows, perhaps the concept of an affair is just that. But I'm no psychologist and quite frankly, I don't give a damn about the reasoning or the motivation. All I know is that something's amiss and there's no time like the present. And hey, with a woman like Laura, can you really blame me? I sure as hell wouldn't blame anyone, if they were in my shoes.

 About two weeks ago, I received a cryptic note from her on Facebook, which read something to effect: 

 "Hey, stranger. I hope you are well. It's been a while, perhaps too long, but it sure would be nice to see you again. Message me back if you're interested in meeting me for lunch or a drink. My schedule is quite flexible."

 That's all it took, really. Women, especially the sexy ones, always win. They're always in control and worst of all, they know it. And exploit it, shamelessly.

 Of course, I messaged her back and expressed my interest. And, like clockwork, here we were: Enjoying drinks together at a well-known Italian restaurant in the suburbs. Drinking away our inhibitions, on a rainy Tuesday afternoon.

 "Can I just tell you that you look absolutely amazing?"


"Oh, thanks," she smiled, looking down at the table, "It hasn't been easy."

 "I'm sure the hours are grueling."

 "To say the least," Laura agreed.

 "Well, you do look fantastic."

 "You're sweet. That's very nice to hear."

 "What are you doing these days, Laura?"

 "I'm an attorney. I work for a large firm in the city. We handle mostly employer and work-related labor cases. Pretty mundane stuff."

 "Wow. You? A lawyer? I mean, I'm not surprised, but that's kind of a big deal."

 "Yeah, which is what makes it exhausting. I can't tell you how ridiculous the hours are. My cell phone is constantly going off at all hours. It's near impossible keeping up with the demand. I thought that after being offered partner that things would get easier. At least I would command my own hours, but it hasn't really been all it's cracked up to be."

 "Oh? How's that?"

 "Well, the hours are just ridiculous. My paralegal has been helpful, but she's only part time. When cases go to trial, which they usually do, the hours in session are just incredibly drawn out and everything is really according to the court's schedule. The attorneys have little say in that."

 "Ah, so you're another rat in the cage, huh?"

 "More times than not," Laura smiled, "And I'm eager to break out."

 "Well, I'll drink to that," sipping on my second Manhattan.

 Laura looked great. Well, she looked better than great. She still had her striking looks, thinness, and healthy hair, nice legs and more. This afternoon, she was sporting a black pencil skirt, tight fitting collared white blouse, tan hosiery, and a pair of heels. It was hard to keep my eyes off her breasts. Even after 20 years or so, I was still trying to figure out if they were enhanced, real, if her bra was simply stuffed, or if it was of those push up varieties. I had every intention of discovering the truth. But, in all honesty, that was of little matter anyway. I wasn't a breast man so-to-speak, more accurately: An ass man. And by those accounts, Laura had a nice can in college and she had what appeared to be a better rear end now. Pushing two kids into the world allowed her hips to widen and become even more curvaceous than I recalled. And we're not talking a "bubble butt" or anything like that. A few conservative inches are all, enough to enhance the perfection that was already there. And hell, she just barely had enough tight inches to grab a hold and hang on for the ride.

 Laura seductively licked the edge of her glass, never breaking eye contact with me. Her piercing green eyes smoked, "Fuck me."

 I swallowed my drink quickly, hiding the anxious lump at the base of my throat. 

 "You wanna get out of here?" she whispered, her eyes narrowing.

 "Absolutely."

 The waiter returned with the check and I handed him a credit card without reviewing the check. He took it without hesitation and muttered a soft "thank you," while opening the jacket of the check and slipping the card in one of the pockets. "I'll be right back."

 "Do we need to make any plans?" I offered to Laura.

 "What do you mean?"

 "Well, I mean where are we going? Your place?"

 She laughed sincerely at the thought, "No, way. My place is a wreck. We'll get a room. I have a nice place in mind."

 "What about your husband?"

 "I'm divorced, silly. I thought you knew."

 "Well, I know now."

 "Hey, now let me ask you some questions."

 "Sure, of course," I replied confidently, leaning forward.

 The check was returned quietly while we were engaged. I almost didn't notice it until Laura looked down at it, back up and me and then politely down at it again.

 I opened the jacket and signed the invoice hurriedly.

 "You wanted to know something?" I raised my eyebrow at her.

 "Yep. What about your wife?"

 "Well, what she doesn't know..."

 "Ah, okay."

 "I'll have to swing by a drug store on the way."

 "Sure. Everything all right?"

 "Yeah, I'm just... well, you know... not prepared."

 "Oh, don't worry about that. I'm on the pill."

 "Well, do I need to worry about anything else?"

 "Oh, like who I've been with, you mean?"

 "Yeah," feeling the blood rush to my face a bit.

 "You don't have to worry about that either," she smiled, "Do I need to worry about you?"

 "Not at all."

 "Good, now let's get out of here."

 I followed her out of the restaurant and fought the urge to grab her from behind as she walked. Her ass was begging to be groped. Laura glanced back as she walked forward, and was instantly aware of my interest. She smiled coyly and continued through the doorway.

 "I'll be in the black BMW. What do you drive?" she asked.

 "A Lincoln MKX. Silver."

 "Okay. I'll be at the entrance and wait for you there."

 "Got it."

 Each of us went to our respective cars without another word. The silence from me was an interesting experience to note. I hardly ever am at the loss of words. But the reality of what was happening here was a bit surreal. I didn't want to over-think anything. Briefly, I was a bit in shock knowing that the two of us were on our way to get busy. I don't know what I was more stunned about: The fact that we hadn't seen each other in 20 or so years, or that my fantasy with Laura was about to be written in reality. Yeah. Both. I heard myself chuckle out loud when I approached my car.

 Just as she suggested, her black BMW awaited my arrival at the restaurant's entryway. As I pulled near, I flashed my headlights and she responded by pulling out and slowly turned right out of the lot onto the main drag. I followed her closely as we turned down a couple of more streets before turning into the lot of a Courtyard Inn. The hotel's location I was familiar, but had not previously been.

 I parked next to her as she maneuvered into a parking spot, adjacent to the lobby. I got out of the car and awaited her exit from her car. She walked past me and then briefly stopped and turned towards me.

 "You want to do this, right?" She asked with trepidation.

 "Are you kidding? Of course, yes."

 "Okay, just checking."

 "Do you mind picking this one up? I really don't want to have to explain this place on the credit card."

 Laura laughed, "Yeah, no problem. I get it."

 As we walked into the lobby together, I informed Laura that I'd be hanging in the lounge until she secured the room. She nodded and I walked towards the seating area while she approached the front desk.

 I had a few moments to relax and catch my breath a bit while Laura checked us in. What seemed like seconds, however, she was approaching me with an electronic key card and a devilish smile.

 I got to my feet and took her hand in mine as we walked down the hall to the elevator. She pressed the 'Up' button and we waited a few seconds for the doors to open. I felt the anticipation and flurry of anxiety return to my center once more.

 "What'd you get?"

 "Top floor, corner room. We can be as loud as we want," she remarked.

 The doors to the elevator opened to an empty car. We stepped into the elevator together, almost in unison. Laura pressed the floor's button. Instinctively, I reached over in front of her and pressed the 'Close Door' button as feverishly as I could. It was probably the hardest I've pushed any button in my life.

 The doors took what felt an eternity to close. As soon as the doors met and the car began to slowly ascend, I wrapped my arm around Laura's tiny waist and pulled her close to me. Taking one long gaze into her lustful eyes, I leaned in and kissed her passionately on her opening lips. She pushed back at me, grabbing the back of my neck with one of her free hands and pulled me towards her. Instantaneously, the hand that had pulled her close now lowered down and cupped the inner seam of her ass. I felt her take a startled but welcomed breath of surprise. Laura made a small audible but muffled "Oomph" sound as she relaxed and allowed me to slide my hand up and down the side of one of her buttocks. She was built tight to say the very least.

 As soon as the doors closed, the hotel elevator chimed and slowed as the doors reopened on the top floor. I was disappointed that the ride was over, but the future of our intimacy seamlessly overruled that feeling. We were mere steps away from our room at the end of the hall.

 I could hardly allow Laura to open the door it seemed as my hands crawled all over her form fitted body. She giggled as the card reader illuminated a green dot and the door's lock clicked to open. Just like the elevator door, our room's door could not seem to close fast enough.

 While we embraced and kissed further, she kicked her heels off and I managed to un-tuck her blouse while she performed the similar action on my shirt. Laura pulled me to the edge of the bed as our tongues danced inside each other's mouths.

 She turned around and faced the bed, her shins against the side of the foot of the bed. I pushed myself up against her while sliding both of my hands upwards from the sides of her hips, along the sides of her torso, until they wrapped around and cupped both of her breasts. I rolled over them sensually. Laura's head bowed forward, spilling her thick, straight, tri-colored hair, allowing it to drape over her head to one side. This feminine motion exposed her neck, which I immediately attacked with my mouth and tongue. Laura let out a soft grunt as I licked the nape of her neck from behind.

 Following a few moments, I pulled back from her as she bent over, keeping her feet firmly planted on the floor, her ass checks pushed out against the tight fabric of her skirt. You could see just about every curve. Of course, I was in hurry to see more. I stood behind her as I fumbled to unhook the clasp of her skirt. The hook came unlocked easily and the seam's zipper readily appeared. I eased it down while Laura looked behind her, striking eye contact with me. She smiled with an absolutely smoking hot and steamy grin. I tugged at the top of her skirt and pulled it over the bulbs of her ass cheeks. The tension in the room was immeasurable as the fabric slid down slowly over and down her form.

 "Oh, wow," I breathed as I knelt in homage behind her.

 The skirt continued to fall down on its own weight. Softly, it fell to the floor after gliding smoothly down Laura's toned legs.




Laura Likes It



Her ass was simply amazing. Beyond amazing. It was a perfect work of art in every sense. Instinctively, I grabbed her cheeks and kneaded them softly in my hands. Her underwear was a simple white bikini style: Mostly satin with some finishing lace. But it was mostly satin. I pulled the crotch of her undergarment to one side and took a lasting look at her privates. While hooking the crotch of her panties to one side, I pulled her cheeks apart and admired her puckered starfish of an asshole. It was a darker shade of her tanned skin tone, but fantastically swollen shut with a multitude of creased points radiating outwards. Her taint was rather short in measured distance to the bottom opening of her vagina. Her vaginal lips were folded inwards (my favorite kind of anatomic variety) and she was well trimmed. In fact, I didn't notice any pubic hair on her form, at least none from her backside. I leaned forward and inhaled her loveliness. As soon as my tongue and lips brushed against her labia and taint, Laura let out a most excellent contented sigh. Her reaction simply encouraged me further. I pushed her ass cheeks further apart and went to work, licking her vertically from the base opening of her tight vulva upwards to her anus.

 Periodically, I'd finish one of the strokes with a gentle suck of her labia or her asshole. And I wasn't shy, I'd allow the slurping noise of my suction be audible without reservation.

 Pulling back to take a short breather, Laura adjusted her stance and stepped out of skirt which was bunched around her ankles. She kicked it to one side and then reached around and slid her panties down. She let them fall to the floor and quickly stepped out of them. Next, she widened her stance and reached behind herself and pulled her ass cheeks apart, begging me to continue.

 "Oh, shit, that's good. Keep doing that," she sighed.

 Laura leaned forward slightly. I helped pull her labia apart with my two thumbs and went back to work on her. Licking and sucking on Laura's folds proved phenomenal. She tasted wonderfully and my saliva glands kicked into overdrive, creating more wetness than was evident on its own.

 "Goddamn, you taste good," I whispered.

 Laura breathed heavy in reply.

 I pushed my face harder into her crotch. My tongue was writhing on its own accord, eagerly lapping against her every fold. Inserting both of my thumbs into her vaginal canal, I focused more thoroughly on her anus while my tongue stiffened and I attempted to insert it into her puckered rectum.

 Laura was breathing heavier now. She managed to sigh a bit and question me, "What are you doing to me?" She then giggled slightly.

 Motivated by her reaction to my probing, I continued my efforts with eager intention.

 My thumbs were now working themselves in and out of her as my lips washed over her ass opening and my tongue stabbed repeatedly at her backdoor. Laura's torso began to sink lower onto the mattress as I worked on her backside. Soon, her head and her breasts were horizontal while her feet remained firmly planted on the floor by the foot of the bed.

 "Ooh," she sighed, her eyes rolling and closing.

 I kept at it, slowly maneuvering my digits in and out of her warm, soaked vagina. Her lips glistened with wetness as she began inching her hips in time with the rhythm of my probes.

 She pulled her buttocks further apart and my face pressed deeper.

 Laura's breathing now sounded like a fledging animal in heat. Her sighs -- turning into moans and her moans transitioning to husky grunts.

 Suddenly, Laura pulled forward, away from my actions and looked back at me and smiled from around her shoulder. She looked pleased and excited simultaneously.

 "I'm getting tired. My legs are cramping."

 "I bet," I snickered.

 "Let me get on my knees," as she made her way on hands and knees onto the bed.

Her ass swayed from side to the other as she put her full weight on either hip, crawling like a panther on top of the comforter.

 In a split second, she was face down on the bed once more; her tight-formed ass thrust high into the air. She remained on her knees and once again, reached around behind her and parted her ass checks open to me.

 "Keep eating me, please," she huffed.

 Silently, I crawled up behind her once more and planted my face behind her inviting caboose and went gonzo on her steamy privates.

 I lapped and licked and sucked her pleasure line up and down, from her asshole to her vaginal opening and back again. When going side-to-side, that's when things really got nuts and she responded with audible cues and her hips rotated back and forth against my pressing mouth. A steady stream of excess saliva and vaginal fluid began to collect on the fabric comforter, below her splayed center.

 Laura continued to pull her yams apart with her free hands. I helped aid her efforts further by palming her buttocks, one in each hand and further separating her cheeks with my thumbs. Her asshole was now completely saturated with saliva and glistened with somewhat of a reflective glow. My tongue dove in deep, perhaps deeper than before. She yelped out in surprise as my mandible continued to tweak her clenched hole.

 It was time, I figured. I licked my middle finger and then spit a mouthful of my saliva onto the top cleft of her rear end. With my other hand's finger I coaxed the now oozing saliva towards her anus and rubbed it in a soft circular motion. 

 "Oh my God," Laura exhaled.

 Confidently, I inserted my moistened middle finger directly into her pinched opening. Immediately, Laura shot forward a bit, not expecting my sudden intrusion. 

 "Ugh, oh, that feels good," she cooed, "You fingering my ass, baby?"

 "Uh, huh," I whispered back. 'And it'll be two if I can fit 'em,' I thought to myself.

 Laura panted with lust.

 I slid one of my thumbs into her juicy pussy. Laura just about lost it. Her head snapped back off of the mattress and upwards, causing her hair to flip wildly in the air and then land softly over her shoulders. Her hips were moving in building synchronization. Both of us were losing grip on her cheeks.

 "Don't move, baby. I got this," I softly reassured her.

 Laura seemed to halt the instinctive motion of her hips, as she looked back at me. My glance reassured her apparently, that I knew what I was doing. There was a sudden sense of trust evident.

 She stayed in the doggy position as I massaged her anus and vaginal canal at the same time. Slowly pulling my digits out and then pushing them back into her body as she knelt frozen in motion. As my rhythm slowly but steadily increased in velocity, she continued to fight the desire to rotate her loins against my insertions. It was driving her up a wall and I loved watching her facial expressions fluctuate from pleasure to anticipation to pleading to pleasure and then back through the cycle again.

 My digits clenched towards one another, effectively constricting the area of flesh that divided her colon from her vagina. With each motion, I could feel the wall of her veil begin to pulsate. Additional vaginal discharge covered my thumb from inside Laura's being.

 I stopped and pulled my hand from inside her and wrapped my arm around her. The top of her slender waist was no more than a foot and one-half in width and her ass cheeks—maybe added another 4 inches or so. She still had her figure. That was for sure.

 "You're stop...?" Laura muttered in somewhat of a disgusted tone.

 Her thought was cut off abruptly when I dove my head back down towards her drenched skin folds and began lapping away again. This time: In prolonged, thorough strokes from below her taint, to the very top of the cleft of her ass cleavage.

 "Oh, oh, oh," she moaned blissfully as I relayed the pattern.

 When the muscles in my jaw began to tire, I pulled back from her and again relied on my fingers to do the walking, so-to-speak, once more. Her head turned back towards me as I knelt behind her. Laura's eyes opened with a seductive flutter and she smiled exquisitely at me. Then her brow wrinkled a bit as she felt the wave of an oncoming mini orgasmic flux.

 "Oh, right there, just like that!" She heaved.

 Her juices continued to mount and slop out of her. My hand dug further into her as she softly sighed and groaned.

 I removed my fingers from her once more and she rolled over onto her back. This was the first time that I was able to see her front side. She let her legs splay open and revealed her gorgeous vagina to me. Her light brown natural hair color was evident on the top of her pubic bone, shortly trimmed nicely in a groomed upside-down triangular shape. Her labia were tucked in, revealing a picture perfect slit of darker skin tissue. I stared at her goodness with delight.

 "I figured you'd like it," she smiled.

 "Like it? You're superb."

 I leaned down closer to her now, pulling back her skin folds with one of my free hands. Her labia minora were brighter pink in color, giving a stark difference between the darker surrounding tissues encasing her soft vulva.

 All of it glistened and slipped easily away from my fingers.

 "Hold your doors open," I whispered.

 She smiled evilly. Laura's legs moved back and away from her center. She positioned both of her hands on either side of her labia majora and spread them apart. In a split second I was down on her again, licking the opposite direction now, from her squinting buttonhole to the top of her clitoris. When I reached her clit, Laura began to yelp a bit with unexpected emotion.

 My middle finger worked its way into her backdoor and again, her hips began to flex in synch with my sucking and fingering motions. I opened my eyes to watch the glory emulating from her face. Her eyes were closed and she was enjoying every single stroke. I could tell she was stifling her gasps a bit as she continued to force herself to breathe through her nose. Every so often, her mouth would open slightly and she'd allow a quiet labored exhaled breath. The wrinkle on her brow was now somewhat perpetual. 

 Laura's asshole was starting to feel grittier as my middle finger motioned inside of her. I leaned forward again and offered a couple of mouthfuls of saliva to drip onto her taint. Quietly, I moistened my finger with the newly planted fluid and swirled it around her puckered anus. Laura sighed in delight. I pushed my finger back inside and rotated it either way while sliding it sensually in and out of her.

 She moaned softly again.

 My heart was beating fast, but I noticed I was hardly aroused. That was fine by me, I figured. The less chance I had of blowing my load prematurely. Plus, watching her take my fingers so gingerly was enough to keep me motivated and preoccupied for hours, I gathered.

 I pressed deeper into her again while sucking on the top of her clitoris. What a sight my face must have been from her perspective, her pubic hair giving me an instant moustache as I looked up at her, watching her every reaction.

 Continuing to lap at her pelvis while slipping my forefingers into her pussy, one of my thumbs coaxed her asshole. She suddenly sat up and paused.

 "I've got to return the favor," she muttered coyly.

 I rolled over into a siting position on the end of the bed and unbuckled my belt and loosed my fly. I rolled my pants down as Laura hugged me around my neck from behind. I slid my pants down while she looked down at me over my shoulder, kissing it as kicked my pants off from around my ankles. My member was semi erect, but it definitely was not that hard. She noticed immediately.

 "We'll fix that," she noted and grabbed my shaft from outside of my boxer shorts. Slowly and gently, she pumped her fist around the shank as it leisurely engaged. I pulled my boxers down. My semi-limp dick twirled around, flopping from side to side as I slid the underwear down my thighs.

 Laura spit on her hand a couple of times and went back to work on my hardening cock. First, she let her saliva drip a bit onto the base of the member and then, taking a firm, but gentle grip by the base, her closing fist pulled up on it, its extra skin folding over the head of my penis, giving it an uncircumcised appearance. Next she pushed down on it and my head was fully exposed once more and she rotated her grip down the shaft to its base once more.

 "Whoa," I gasped.

 Consciously, I focused on obtaining an erection, but it was beginning to become apparent that it might pose a challenge. I do have erectile dysfunction, but I certainly was not interested in informing Laura of the diagnosed condition. And, I didn't even think to bring my Viagra. However, I figured, this might serve to my advantage as I might be able to stave off ejaculating too early. A tantric sex performer, I am not, but all things considered ... well, it's not exactly rocket science.

 Her free hand lifted up under the tail of my shirt and softly caressed my chest as she moved it up against my center. Next, she began kissing the base of my neck, right over my left shoulder blade. Tingles ensued throughout my nervous system. Her left hand continued deliberately pumping my member. As her fist moved over my length, blood continued to engorge its fledgling size and shape.

 I looked back and gave her an open mouthed kiss. Our tongues intertwined and danced a bit. My penis grew slightly in size.

 "That's it," she breathed; aware her efforts were beginning to take effect.

 As she continued her push and pull magic, I settled into unbuttoning her blouse. Starting at the top, I worked my way down, unbuttoning each segment. When a fair number of them were freed, I pulled the garment apart, exposing her breasts held in place by a form-fitted bra. Both hands went to massage mode as my palms cupped her breasts, holding them in unison with the advent of her bra's design. Her nipples were firm and taught. I located them with my fingers and rubbed them through their housing material. Laura's breathing rate increased.

 Locating the base of her bra, I pulled the cups over her firm mammary glands and then took fast hold of them. Now, skin was against skin and caressing contact was possible. Laura relinquished her hold on my member and reached back, over her head and grabbed the back of my neck, drawing us closer. My hands kneading her breasts and nipples a bit more feverishly, she sighed in approval. I pulled back, brushed her hair away from her right shoulder and kissed the nape of her neck. Now, returning my hands back to her breasts, I gently pulled on them trailing my eager fingers to the pinnacle points of her hardening nipples. She gasped as I tugged on each one simultaneously.

 "I want to keep eating you," I offered in her ear, in a reassuring tone.

 Laura pulled herself forward, away from me. I reclined onto the mattress, allowing my legs to bend at the knees and hang off the side of the bed. She briefly stood, turning to face me, and finished unbuttoning the remaining closure of her blouse. She slid her top from over her shoulders and the garment silently dropped to the floor. Laura then reached around behind her, unclasped the awkwardly hanging brassiere and flung its now useless state to the floor as well. 

 Laura's tits were incredible. They were easily B-cup as expected. Soft, round and firm. Plus, her nipples were darker in tone and rose at attention, surrounded by an artful circumference of areola tissue that encircled each of them quite nicely. Her breasts were handful size, perky and perfectly symmetrical. 

 Her stomach was flat for the most part. Her feminine hips were taut and wonderfully curved. Laura had a runner's body. And toned, my God, was it toned. She flipped her hair back and pulled it with her hands, in a phantom ponytail before letting it drop behind her back. Shifting her weight onto one hip, she sucked in her midsection slightly and threw her chest out, giving more visual prominence to her natural formed tits.

 "Wow," I muttered.

 Laura turned and looked at me. Sneering with an intently sultry expression, she stepped forward, and swung her leg over the side of the bed and crawled over to me. She pushed gently on my shoulder, signaling me to lay back. As soon as I did, she pivoted on one knee and turned away from me, now kneeling away from me in a submissive doggy style position. Cat walking sideways now, she maneuvered her right leg over me so that she was hovering over me on her knees. She bent her head down and peered at me through the void created between her and me and smiled wildly.

 "You ready?" she faintly asked.

 Without giving me a chance to answer, she lowered herself down, pressing her crotch against my open mouth. And with no further indication, she had my cock in my mouth and was proceeding to suck. Before I could take a breath, she had one of my testicles in her hand and her head was bobbing up and down on my elongated member. The head of my cock was squelched between the roof of her mouth and the base of her smooth tongue.

 I grabbed a strong hold of Laura's ass and pulled her down towards me. As soon as my nose made contact with her crotch, she shuttered. She knew what was coming. Happily, I was lapping at her folds once more. Pinning her center between my hands and mouth, I pulled her closer. Greedily, I sucked her labia into the confines of my mouth and began the arduous task of licking and sucking her skin, pining to gain her stiffening clitoris. My tongue reached out and felt for it. I stretched my head out further and sucked as I trailed up her slit. I moistened my fingers once more with a thick coat of saliva and pushed one into her backdoor button. Laura began bucking her slender hips over my face again. I stuck my tongue out and allowed her opening petals push against it. I continued to grope her asshole. Spitting upwards at my inserted finger, her distended backdoor pulsed, gripping my impaling digit with each stroke.

 Laura was lost in euphoria.

 I continued to move my finger in and out of her tight dirt box while licking the edges of her vaginal lips. She cooed and heaved in reaction, pressing her crotch firmly against my chin. Laura's pubic bone rotated against my nose. I dug into her hole deeper, my knuckle bending inside of her rectum to assist providing additional pleasure. She huffed as she breathed. I spit some more saliva. She groaned sublimely. Laura stiffed a bit and I snagged the chance to lick around the rim of her anal canal. Her wrinkled starfish puckered tightly and then released.

 "Whoa! Ah, your finger feels so fuckin' good," she wildly admitted.

 I dug it in further and pulled it almost all the way out again.

 Laura writhed shamelessly on my face, seeking every opportunity to keep her labia in contact with my lips and tongue. Desperately, I continued focusing on her taut asshole. Pushing her back away from me, I sucked both of my thumbs and then quickly spit another collection of saliva onto her ass cleavage. My hardened cock slid out of her mouth as I stumbled to get up on one knee behind her. Laura pushed her tailpipe out towards me again, instinctively knowing what I was up to.

 "You really have a thing for my ass," she cooed.

 I did not respond. Instead, greedily thought, "Baby, you have no idea."

 I grabbed one of her ass cheeks and quietly inserted my thumb back into her constricted opening. 

 Laura took an unexpected breath of surprise. She looked back at me kneeling behind, her eyes widened in complete astonishment. And then relaxed as she quickly adjusted to my thumb's entry.

 "Can you take another?"

 "Uh, huh," she signed.

 I leaned closer to her backside and spit again. There was no shortage of saliva it seemed. Once again her crotch glistened in wetness.

 Pinching her ass cheek between my inserted thumb and fingers, I moved my hand back and forth, swirling my thumb inside of her rectum. Laura shot up in pleasure. And then began fingering her vagina on her own. She was vibrating on autopilot and moved along with my motions.




Laura Likes It



"Oh my God, Laura," I whispered in her ear.

 She seemingly ignored me, focusing on her pleasure. I spit on her ass again and again, allowing it to drip into her folds, lubricating my infused thumb.

 "Yeah, keep doing that to my ass," Laura conceded.

 She had inserted her middle and ring fingers into her vagina now. Her asshole tightened further. Moving my thumb became a bit more labored now. I spit some more. Laura panted like a wounded animal.

 I licked my other thumb, paused the piston action of my thumb, and pressed my free thumb adjacent to the one that was protruding from her inflamed starfish.

 "You ready?"

 "Oh, God, Yes," she hissed.

 I spit onto my non-inserted thumb and slowly nudged it forward.

 Laura went ballistic, wiggling her hips with fury.

 Stopping my motion, patience appeared.

 "You okay?"

 "Yeah, just feels... huge."

 I paused.

 "But I want it. Feels good."

 "'M'kay."

 "Go slow, baby."

 "Yeah."

 Looking down at her puffy asshole, it was hot pink in color. Inflamed with the foreign manipulation and pressure.

 I spit and drooled again over her. Even more saliva pooled near the valley of her buttock's joining line. When the saliva contacted my thumb, I drove it inwards.

 Laura yelped and then took an audible deep breath.

 I paused briefly.

 She bucked and I inched my second thumb again. Like a winking eye, her anus resisted and then gave up the fight and my thumb eased inside.

 "Ah, fuck!" Laura howled. She then grunted breathlessly in surrender.

 Her anal opening was now about the diameter of a half-dollar. Her anal ring tightly surrounded my two thumbs and didn't seem to have much forgiveness left. The darkness of her internal void filled the spaces between my impaled thumbs. I fought the urge to stretch her asshole open further by pulling my thumbs apart. Instead, I unloaded another mouthful of saliva onto her gorgeous hole.

 Laura continued to move, frigging herself with building momentum.

 "Can I move 'em in 'n out?" I whispered.

 "Oh, baby," she moaned, "Please."

 Gradually, I forged my thumbs into her depth and then pulled them back. Her anal ring flexed slightly, hugging my digits soundly.

 Laura began to make curdling sounds as my motions calmly progressed.

 "Oooh, fuhhhuck."

 She looked back at me, her eyes rolling and her mouth poised in a gasping expression. Her sunken brow lines maintained a constant presence.

 My thumbs were sliding now, becoming a little easier to move with each insertion and retraction.

 Laura's breathing was erratic and heavy. She moaned and snapped her head back and forth from time to time as I continued to toy with her ass.

 "Feels un-fucking-real!" Laura huffed -- her voice raspy and rough.

 Her fingers were now jamming themselves more fervently in and out of her vagina. Her momentum was increasing. Her hips bucked back and forth. She fought against her writhing, desperately trying to maintain balance.

 I continued teasing her gaping hole, massaging her outer ring and inner anal walls with my thumbs.

 "That looks so fucking good," I muttered to her ignoring, turned away ear.

 A few more piston motions later and Laura began panting further. "You wanna stick it in my asshole?"

 I was flabbergasted a bit. I continued pushing and releasing.

 "Whaddya think?"

 Laura gasped. Another surprise came without warning.

 "Oh, God, baby. Fuck me with those fingers!" Laura announced.

 I began jamming my thumbs deep into her backdoor now. Laura's now three diving fingers fluttered at speed in and out of her tight vagina. Faster still, I twisted and pulled, angled and pushed into her.

 "Oh, God, Laura."

 "Yeah, shit, just like that. Just like that. Just like that."

 Laura thwarted her hips back and forth. All of our digits struggled to maintain inserted into their respective orifices.

 "Keep moving, babe," I coached.

 She did just that as she bucked herself against my probing hands.

 "Just like that...Oh, my fucking God. I'm going to cum," she yowled.

 Laura's head whipped back and then lurched violently forward. Her hair spilled all around her face buried into the mattress. Her impaling fingers were removed and swiftly swirled around the front of her vaginal crack. She breathed deeply, sighing and moaning in rapture as she rotated her hips. As her breathing rate decreased and she began to regain consciousness from her euphoric trip, she looked behind at me with a burning lust like I've never seen.

 She broke the silence suddenly, "Where the fuck you learn that?" 

 "I don't know," I honestly disclosed, "I just love watching you go crazy."

 "Well, whoa," she sighed.

 I casually pumped her asshole a few more times and then slowly pulled back. Her asshole stretched wider as my thumb's knuckles pulled against the ring of her anus. Laura exhaled heavily as I tugged them further. My thumbs exited and her asshole closed around itself upon their passing.

 "Did you cum too?"

 "Not yet," I ascertained.

 "Holy shit," she responded in surprise.

 Laura turned on her side and propped her head up with one of her arms. She looked me over coyly with satisfaction. Her green eyes twinkled and she flashed a sideway smirk with the vagueness of an open mouth smile.

 "So look who the coy one is now," I smiled.

 Laura's smile vanished, "How do you want me?" she heaved.

 "Well, you know I love that sexy caboose of yours. How 'bout doggy?"

 "Sure," she responded, "But I'm gonna need some serious lube. No one's been in my ass before." Laura hopped up and rolled off the side of the bed. She found her purse stashed on one of the suitcase cabinets of the room and dug fervently. Shortly, she produced a tube of Vaseline.

 "You mind?" she asked, handing me the tube.

 "Course not." I uncapped the tube and squeezed the product into my hand and then smeared it on the tip and around the shaft of my aroused cock. Laura joined me on the side of the bed and helped smooth additional amounts around me.

 "Ya know I won't be able to suck you, right?"

 "You won't have to," I pulled at my stiffening dick.

 Laura rolled over onto all fours again and stuck her ass out, high in the air. I moved in behind her once more with my cock in my hand. I leaned down and licked at her backdoor, leaving more saliva.

 "I'm not going to last long, babe," I whispered.

 "It's okay. You already rocked me," Laura sighed.

 I lapped at her anus again. Gently swirling my tongue on her engorged rosebud. I drove my tongue into her button and spit multiple times again around her blistered opening. I probed her with a couple of fingers again, just to ensure she'd be able to accept my tool. Her asshole was wet, hot to the touch and inflamed from the latest round of insertions.

 I squeezed more Vaseline on to a couple of my fingers and swirled it around Laura's backdoor entry. Slipping my fingers inside her, I attempted to coat her rectum with as much of the greasy gel as I could.

 She sighed heavily with affirmation, "Yeah, that's it," she breathed.

 I repeated the lubrication efforts a second time.

 "Oh, baby, that feels so good. I can't wait to feel you inside me," she hissed.

 Laura reached around herself and pulled her cheeks open as before.

 "Just go slow," she begged, "Please, go slow."

 My erection was beginning to fade again, suddenly. I managed to place my shaft against her butt cheeks and massage it against her loins.

 "Baby, let me work myself up again," pushing her ass checks around my stiffening cock. I motioned my hips back and forth against her, pressing my dick into her and using her cheeks to cradle my penis as I moved. My cock brushed against the folds of her rear end and I watched it emerge at the top of her ass crack. It felt good and looked equally as amazing. Like a game of "Hide the Weasel," Laura's ass cleavage rubbed up and down my pulsating member. I pushed the head of my penis down towards her wet anus and then used a free hand to work myself up to a fuller erection once more.

 Laura continued her patience as I continued to regain myself. Instinctually, Laura reached back between her legs and gently took hold of my testicle sack and began rolling my balls in her hand. She looked back and smiled. Instantly, I sprang into a full erection. Not wanting to lose it again, I pushed towards her again and she gave me the green light by pulling herself open. Her puckered anus twitched as she constricted and relaxed her anal muscles. She did it again and her asshole did somewhat of a wink at me. I was about to lose it and I knew it certainly wouldn't be long at all.

 Taking a strong hold of the base of my hardened member, I once again pushed it towards Laura's dirt hole. Her hips motioned backwards to meet and greet my cock with her backdoor entryway. I pushed harder. Laura inched forward. I followed. She eased back. I retracted, but then immediately thrust forward. A few more times, this teasing game seemed to repeat, but then, I lurched towards her again. I looked down. The head of my penis was poised at the threshold of Laura's puckered hole. 

 I took a deep breath.

 Laura breathed.

 "Here we go," my jaw tensed.

 I persisted. Pushing. Urging.

 Laura's pelvis rotated back towards me one last time. Simultaneously, I had the correct angle and thrust forward. Laura's awaiting hole resisted but then flexed slightly to accommodate. Her ring expanded and hugged itself around my tip. I gave another push. My head then disappeared inside of her.

 Laura gasped, taking a quick breath.

 I paused slightly and then eased forward further. My own ass was clenched tightly as I continued my probe. My length moved into her further.

 "Yeah, that's it, baby," Laura slithered.

 One more push and I was all the way in.

 She grunted deeply.

 "Oh, Laura!" I proclaimed. I was on my knees buried deep in her ass and loving it. Laura sighed and bucked her hips back. I grabbed hold of her hipbones, right below her soft waistline and pulled back. Laura responded by allowing her hips to rotate away from me. I pulled nearly all the way out of her but then returned back inside, pulling her body towards me with my returning thrust. Repeating the action, taking my time, she allowed my member to continue unrestricted access. My cock bulged, gaining additional girth as it filled full with blood. Again, I pulled her hips towards me as I pushed into her. Again, my dick disappeared from view as it buried well into her rectum. Again, I pulled back and my cock nearly exited. Laura's hips glided lewdly meeting my cock with each motion. I gripped her hips harder now, feeling my orgasm mounting. Pulling Laura closer, my cock impaled her asshole once more, passing into her tight hole without much resistance. Her rectum welcomed me and form fitted itself around my circumference with each seamy stroke.

 "Feels good," I hummed.

 "Yeah," Laura sighed.

 The edge was coming quickly and I still didn't want to cum without her, I decided. I put the brakes on my motions and remained fully buried in Laura's ass and rested. Without a word, I enjoyed the fact that my balls rested against Laura's tightly closed labia. I concentrated on my breathing, calming my heart rate and desperately starving myself from the desire to dump my load. A few more thrusts and it would have been all over. I breathed with Laura and brushed her hair back from her shoulders, leaned down over her and kissed her softly on one of her shoulder blades.

 "You go?"

 "No," I exhaled.

 "Wow, this is one for the record books," Laura giggled.

 I didn't respond, just waited for the impending ejaculation to pass. I took some additional deep breaths and calmed down further.

 My cock had softened quite a bit by now. Gingerly, I pulled back and Laura's anus gracefully released him. 

 "Wow," I remarked, "You're amazing."

 Laura turned over, smiling, "Well, you're a fucking dream come true."

 I laughed.

 "I only do my best."

 "So what's next? You wanna cum, right?"

 "Yeah, I do, but I wanna cum with you, doll."

 "Oh, I'm down for that," Laura agreed, her eyebrow cocked, offering a surprised but affirmative grin. "So, what now?"

 "You wanna fuck normal?"

 "Okay," Laura smiled with a bit of greed.

 Laura lay down on the bed, on her back. I moved over her and kissed her deeply on the mouth. My hands caressed over her, moving down from her neck, down to her chest. I manipulated her breasts and tweaked her nipples again. Her breathing rate increased quickly. I lowered my head and lifted one of her breasts toward my mouth and took her nipple in my mouth, gently sucking on her entire areola. Next, I licked and kissed my way down her center, over her navel and was soon at the doorway of her vagina once more. Laura was so incredibly built. That quality was obviously evident. When I pressed closer to her labia, Laura rotated her hips back, exposing her entire crotch. At the same time, she stretched her labia, pulling her vulva open with her fingers. She pulled her legs back, parting them as she relaxed, giving me full access. I buried my head in her center once again and began licking her clitoris gently. Laura oohed and ahhed with each oral stroke. When I sucked on her clit, she began moaning with increasing fever. I increased the pressure on her box and continued lapping against her tight folds, pointing my tongue inside of her vaginal canal from time to time. Laura responded with audible moaning. It just made me want to get her off harder.

 "Put it inside me, honey."

 "You ready?"

 "Yeah," she sighed, "Fuck me."

 Pulling back from her labia, I stroked my cock, feeling the erection beginning to return once again. 

 "Need help, baby?"

 "Yeah," I breathed, "Please."

 Laura rolled to her side, facing away from me. And I spooned up against her. She reached down and grabbed my cock with her tightening fist and began to work me up again, stroking it with each pull and push.

 "I love making you hard, baby," she whispered.

 Laura continued pumping my dick. Then released it, spit in her hand and returned to her efforts, her fist serving as a constricting tunnel to bring me to attention. While her hand went to work on me, my hands went to work on her, massaging her breasts and rolling her nipples between my fingers. Both of us were getting back into the heightened sexual sense once more. Reaching down behind her now, I eagerly inserted two fingers into her vagina and began frisking her. She was ready, indeed. Wet as a fountain. Warm as an oven.

 She gasped a bit as my digits moved, rotating and flexing inside of her.

 Laura pumped my cock now, as it sprang to life.

 "Oh, God, please put it in me, baby."

 I slid myself into position behind her and she guided my prick toward her open door. She lifted one of her legs so I could maneuver to locate her pussy from behind. But her guiding hand was key as she pulled me toward her opening. I helped by grabbing the base of my engorged cock and holding it steady. Laura slid closer to me, aligning her with my body's angle. With my other free hand, I had taken a hold of her non-supporting hip and pushed my pelvis upwards to meet hers. Lovingly, she guided me even closer and allowed me to brush the head of my penis against her soaking wet lips. I stoked it against her labia a few times, but her patience was beginning to wear thin.

 "Oh my God. Are you going to fuck me?"

 "Yes, baby, of course," I smiled.

 She grabbed me again and pulled. Obediently, I slid it into her from behind. She instantly relayed her gratitude by softly heaving and her hips began gyrating evenly against my protruding member, now worming its way well into her.

 "Ah, you feel so good," Laura whispered.

 I pumped my cock in and out of her tightening box for an unaccounted amount of times. Laura breathed in rhythm with each of my insertions. I didn't seem to get too deep inside her, as our position seemed to be somewhat limiting. But Laura was already aware and ready to fix that issue for herself. She was tight, that was for sure. Exercise, I'm sure, was what got her to achieve that and maintain it.

 "Stay there," I huffed.

 Pulling out of her, I repositioned myself behind her again while on my knees. Grabbing the base of my cock, I guided it back into her again and revived my pumping action. I pushed one of her buttocks forward, exposing her tightly closed anus. It looked amazing.

"That's so fucking hot," I whispered, gazing at her inflamed, swollen brown eye as my dick motioned in and out of her parted pussy. Hungrily, I quickened my pace for a bit and then slowed. I pushed myself all the way in, my testicle sack slapped against the top of her thighs. I held it in place for a moment and then pulled back, stopping before my cock exited her. I waited again briefly and then pushed myself back into her. All the way in again, I paused and breathed. Repeating my motions, I pulled again and then forced back into her in a swift motion, resting my balls against her as my cock was fully inserted.

 Laura moaned on my last push and then moved, spilling me out of her tight tunnel.

 "I have to ride you a bit," she announced and pulled away from me.

 I rolled onto my back and Laura was quickly hovering over me, straddling my waist. She raised herself up on her knees as I held my erect cock at its base. She matched up her crotch with mine and lowered herself down onto me. Without hesitation, my dick entered her smoothly and completely. Laura let out a muffled groan, taking my length, and immediately began writhing her perfect hips, riding my dick with renewed interest. I grabbed a hold of her ass and held on as she gracefully rode me, rotating her hips as my cock plunged in and out of her tightness. When she moved, my dick punched deeply against the walls of her vagina. When her strokes came down, my dick was pushed downwards and then when she released herself and moved up, my dick forced against the front of her walls, making direct contact with her clit. She moaned deeper now as she moved. He hips rotated themselves with ease on me. Her movements increased in speed and force as she continued to impale herself on me. When she opened her eyes, we looked at each other and connected on even deeper levels as her pupils dilated and her irises sparkled with pure desire.

 I released the hold I had on her ass and licked two of my fingers. Laura knew what was coming next. I moved them behind her, her hips continuing to straddle me, moving over my member, taking me deeper with each stroke. I brought my glistening fingers behind her. Laura paused for a second as I used them to rub and encircle her rosebud once more.

 "Put 'em in me, baby," she coached, "I can't wait."

 My digits pushed into her asshole without effort and Laura welcomed them back in with a subtle grunt. She began her hip motion once more and because of my fingers buried in her, I noticed that her pussy was now even tighter around my dick than I had noticed before. The thin layer of flesh that separated her vagina from her rectum allowed my penis to feel my own fingers on the other side of her canal.

 Laura was getting close again. Her motions became somewhat erratic and out of synch as she too tried to wave off her impending orgasm. I loved the way she moved. Her small hips were easy to hold on to and she knew exactly how to move, forcing the angle of her pussy to flex and change in contrast to the angle of my stiff cock inside of her. She sure knew how to move. Just as I was thinking about how fantastically feminine she was, she began flexing her kegels, bringing an entirely new level of constriction to her tight fitting tunnel.

 "Oh, fuck! I'm so close!" Laura exclaimed.

 "Keep going, baby!" I retorted.




Laura Likes It



Laura put her hips into overdrive and slapped her vagina back and forth against my swollen cock. Her vaginal walls were now pulsating against the shaft of my dick as she continued to bounce hungrily on me. Laura was heaving now, her body firm and erect on me, gliding over my cock, I pushed my fingers deeper into her ass and then moved them in and around. My thumbs held onto the base of her ass while my two inserted fingers continued to give her untold pleasure.

 Without warning, I stopped her probably right before she fell off the wagon and experienced her orgasm on me. I pulled myself out and moved away from her.

 "What're you doing?!" Laura hissed.

 "Bear with me," I responded, rolling her back onto her back again, "I need to stick my dick in your ass."

 "Oh, baby, I was hoping you'd say that," she sighed.

 Laura pulled her legs back towards her head. I knelt again down in front of her. She rotated her hips back again and her asshole was exposed, puffy and ready for access once more. I moved towards her quickly, my cock in hand, stiff and completely erect. I pushed it down towards her back door again and pushed it against her, probing forward. The tip of my dick brushed against her anus and Laura groaned loudly. I leaned forward and dropped another mouthful of saliva onto the top of her rosebud. Using my cock's tip, I rubbed the saliva around her puckered hole. Laura struggled to lean forward, watching what I was doing and moaned with anticipation. She too spit on my dick, giving me additional slipperiness to negotiate. I pressed the head of my dick to the center of her awaiting opening and rubbed it against her starfish gently.

 "Please. Please put it in," Laura coaxed.

 My erection stiffened further and my own orgasm was mounting quickly. I knew full well this time there'd be holding back. I circled her hole once more with my dick and then pushed into her sphincter. Her rectum remembered being filled earlier and muscle memory took over a bit as her back room's entryway again, softened and flexed. I pushed harder and my dick slid into her dirt box again in one swift motion. Laura roared in acceptance. Immediately, I began my motions, rocking her asshole with my elongated member. Inwards I pushed, and delicately I pulled. Laura's legs were practically pulled back behind her head now as she continued to flex her mid section with a desperate attempt to see my dick move in and out of her tightest hole. With each stroke I offered, she growled like a wild animal. She was rubbing her clit now, in a roughened circular pattern, as I pumped in and out of her ass. She watched my every move it seemed, getting closer to getting off with each movement I made.

 "Fuck!" She hollered.

 I was piston rodding her now as my hips jumped into overdrive. Apparently, she loved it as I hammered away, deep inside of her hole. My scrotum sack slapped against the mattress with each thrust I made into her. For a little while I kept this momentum up but would then slow things down in order to pull myself out of her almost completely and then push myself back deep inside. 

 Laura was panting now, like I had never heard her before. Her hand was circling her clit at breakneck speed. She sneered at me with half-opened eyes --the creases of her brow displaying deeply. She almost appeared to be in pain, but it was pleasure that she, nor I for that matter, had ever experienced or witnessed before. She begged me not to stop. Her hips bounced back at me wildly. I pounded away in her asshole with a feverish rate, pulling myself back and thundering back in without reservation. Laura's hips were now gyrating against mine, bucking herself back at me with each of my unbridled thrusts.

 "Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!" She belted.

 She took a couple of deep breaths and shuddered uncontrollably.

 "I'm going to cuuuuummm!" Laura huskily groaned.

 I was beyond the point of no return myself and announced my impending spasm also. I heard myself yelling, "Fuck, Oh fuck!" multiple times consecutively.

 I felt my cock shudder and spurt multiple times into Laura's ass. I continued my pelvic thrusts into her as she accepted each of the coital piercings provided. My body shook involuntarily and my dick pulsated violently deep inside of her. I collapsed on top of her and allowed my sweat to drip onto her likewise spent body. I attempted a couple of additional pelvic implants as my cock began to go limp in an effort to drain every drop of semen into her. This also allowed my cock to recoil a bit and soften. It remained incredibly sensitive as it fell outside of Laura's tight gripping hole. Immediately following the faltering of my dick, was a pool of discharge as milky and thick as plasma, but as runny as snot. Laura reached down between her legs and felt the pool. 

 "Whoa, that's a lot of cum."

 "Holy shit, babe."

 "Yeah, no kidding," Laura smiled, "No kidding."

 We lay next to each other for a bit, enjoying the elusive after glow of the solid romp. I kissed Laura softly on the lips.

 She turned and looked at the digital clock next to the bed and was instantly alarmed.

 "Oh fuck. It's almost 8 o'clock!"

 Reality finally hit a bit. My wife knew that I'd be staying over night. I had no concerns, but apparently Laura did.

 "Everything okay?" I asked sheepishly.

 "Yeah, it will be. I gotta get home and feed my kids. I had no idea it was so late."

 "Sorry, Laura."

 "No, I'm sorry. I mean this was awesome. You were awesome, really. I have to go. I really don't want to, but I have to. Please believe me, this was awesome. It really was."

 "F'ing incredible."

 "Yep, it was. I have to go though. I'm sorry. Uh, you're all right with that?"

 "Yeah, I'm fine. More than fine."

 "Me too, really."

 "Thank you."

 "Well, yes, but thank you. Thank you."

 "It's all good."

 "Yeah, I just have to make sure my kids are set for tomorrow, that they're fed and that they did all of the their homework."

 "I get it. Don't worry about me."

 "You're sweet."

 "Hey, it's all good, really."

 "Okay, well, this room is my card, so if you need anything to eat, please order something for yourself. You're staying here, right?"

 "Yeah, if that's okay."

 "Of course. Please get yourself something from room service. Anything you need, just charge it to the room. I'll take care of it."

 "Okay, got it."

 "Good."

 "I can't tell you how awesome this was."

 "Here too, babe. Here too."

 Laura was collecting her clothes, putting them on as we chatted a bit. She quickly collected herself as she grabbed her purse and headed towards the door.

 "I hate to leave like this, but I have to."

 "Laura, I get it. Don't worry. It's fine."

 "Okay. Goodbye. And thank you." She stopped, turned around quickly and marched toward me, stooping over the side of the bed. She kissed me on the cheek, turned away and bolted for the door. She did not look back, The same feeling I had felt 20 years earlier returned: The thought that this would be the last time I'd see her. The door to the room opened abruptly, paused and then swung shut. The door lock connection point engaged, creating a mechanical, metal click. I rolled over in the bed and pulled the sheet and accompanying spread over me and almost immediately drifted off to sleep.



A door from down the hall opened and closed sharply, also creating a sharp metal sound that echoed down the hall. My eyes snapped open suddenly. I looked around the room and quickly realized where I was. Then, remembering the events of the past afternoon, not able to distinguish between reality and my dream state, my eyes focused on the digital clock by the bedside table: 9:30 PM.

 "Probably too late to get any food," I thought.

 My eyes caught a red cap on the edge of the desk. I pulled off the sheets to investigate and remembered I was naked. The Vaseline tube's top is what it was. All of the afternoon's events came running back into my awareness.

 "Damn, that wasn't a dream," I chuckled.

 I went to the bathroom and relieved myself and then took a long, hot shower.

 I returned to the main bedroom and flopped down on the edge of the bed, dressed in the hotel provided bathrobe. Grabbing the television remote, I settled back into bed and turned on the TV. I flipped through the channels, but found nothing of immediate interest. Returning to the main menu, I scrolled through the list of movies. Again, nothing: disappointing. Returning to the main menu a second time, I scrolled through the options: Adult Features. 

 "Eh, why the hell not? After all, she did say that she'd cover anything," I rationalized.

 Perusing the list brought little interest as well, until I stumbled upon "The Masseuse," a title featuring Jenna Jameson. It was one of her most popular and from the little I know of adult films, one of the most awarded. I scrolled to the "Order Now" button, pressed it and confirmed the selection. I settled in to be distracted. As the movie began to play, my imagination took control and I recounted all of the day's and evening's encounters with Laura. Surprisingly, I became aroused again.

 The feature was about 15 or 20 minutes into the first scene when there came a knock at the door. I put the TV movie on pause and got up to see who it was. I figured it must be one of the hotel staff managers, checking on guest rooms for the evening. I looked through the peephole and was pleasantly surprised to see that it was Laura.

 I opened the door for her.

 "I hope this is not weird," she stood before me, tapping one of her feet in nervousness.

 "Of course not, Laura. Come in." I pushed myself against the opening door and held it open for her to enter.

 I didn't even notice that her clothes had changed until I smelled her perfume as she sailed past me.

 "Oh, I see we both showered," she smirked as her eyes walked up and down over my bathrobe. 

 "Yeah, I just got out. Well, not just, but I don't have a change of clothes."

 My attention was now on Laura. She looked comfortable, yet attractive. Her hair had been carefully pulled back and she was wearing skinny jeans and a loose fitting sweatshirt. She presented like a typical soccer mom MILF, actually. Only I had full knowledge of the hotness that existed under that clothing of hers. I snickered to myself.

 "What're you watching?" Laura snapped the remote and clicked the play button. Immediately, the film resumed. I became flushed.

 "Oh, this looks familiar. Oh, wait, isn't that Jenna Ja..." Laura turned towards me. We both laughed. "You're just like my kid. I turn my back and you're spending money."

 "Well, you did say 'whatever I wanted.'"

 "True," she cackled, "I did say that."

 The tension between us had somewhat returned.

 "Well, I guess I wanted to see you again tonight," Laura interrupted herself, "May I use the bathroom?"

 "Of course, Laura."

 She gleefully stood up and headed in, shutting the door behind her.

 "What the fuck?" I said to myself, shaking my head.

 "Hey, I won't be long," she called out to me from within, "If you wanna watch something, go right ahead. Or we can watch something together if ya want."

 "Sure," I projected.

 "We can watch that Jenna movie you have there too. I'd like that."

 "You would?"

 "Yeah, I've seen it before. She's hot. I can see why guys think so," she laughed.

 I sat back on the bed and waited for Laura to return. The room fell silent as I propped myself up by the headboard, against the multitude of gratis pillows the hotels offer. 

 From within the bathroom, I heard sounds of what I recognized as a struggle of sorts. I got out of the bed and approached the door. The water turned on and then was silenced. Then more sounds of struggling. A low muttered groan and then the water was turned on. When the water was turned off again, I called through the door.

 "You all right in there, babe?"

 "Yeah, all good," she responded.

 Not knowing what to make of what I heard from the bathroom, I went back to the bed and flopped back on the edge of it by the foot. The bathroom door swung open and then Laura appeared wearing a low cut, dark blue satin nightgown. She had one hand on a hip and stood there looking like a cougar lying in wait for a pouncing, ravaging kill.

 "You wanted to watch something?" Laura's eyebrow rose, as she peered at me through her emerald, piercing eyes. A sly smile slowly formed on her intent filled thin face.

 I'll give you something to watch, as she walked over to me, picked up the TV remote seductively and turned the volume up a bit on the control and hit the "Play" button. "We'll need it a bit louder as we'll be making some noise ourselves," Laura smiled.

 "I don't know what's gotten into you, but I like it," I muttered.

 "Let's say that you got into me," Laura bent over me, her nightgown's neckline plunging, revealing her unrestrained breasts, her cleavage appearing splendidly. 

 "And I want you in me again," she whispered.

 I grabbed for her, wrapping my hands around her slender hips, drawing her towards me. My hands worked their way around to Laura's backside and cupped her buttocks in my palms. Her firmness felt incredible in my hands through the silkiness of the nightgown's fabric. I pulled and lifted Laura over me as my hands continued to work on her ass cheeks, smoothing over them, kneading them in my hands. I grasped the bottom-laced edge of the gown and raised it up, while reaching around her, fumbling for her crotch. The hem crossed over her mid section, revealing the fact that she had nothing on under her gown.

 "You pack light," I smiled.

 Laura leaned down and kissed me with passion as her hands pulled my robe over my shoulders. 

 She was straddling me once again, crawling over my mid section, splaying her legs. Laura moved like a lioness, pawing her prey. I pulled the hem of her gown over her backend and groped her bare ass. My hands moved towards one another and closer to her asshole. When my fingers probed, they struck a hard object. I paused and raised myself forward with confusion. Laura laughed and smiled. Spinning around, and presenting on her hands and knees, she revealed to my amazement, what the object was.

 A diamond cut round butt plug capped her ass opening. Laura pulled the hem of her gown, assuring to keep her jewel exposed, bent forward exposing her backside, filled nicely with the clear jewel plug. 

 Instantly, the grunting sounds I heard her make in the bathroom made perfect sense. Laura was a wild one, no question now.

 "Whaddya think?" Laura slurred, smiling indulgently.

 "What do I think?" I laughed, "Well, I think I'd like to..." tugging slightly at her butt plug, Laura gasped as it moved inside of her.

 "Don't take it out unless you're ready to put something else in," Laura cautioned.

 "All right," I laughed with understanding.

 But I wanted to play with it so bad. Watching that jewel-ended plug jiggle with each of Laura's moves was incredibly sexy. I moved forward, knelt behind her and kissed her on one of her ass cheeks. Grabbing a hold of the plug, I tugged on it slightly. The soft flesh surrounding her ass cavity bulged with the motion of the plug against the confines of her anal ring.

 "Christ," I remarked, "How big is that thing?"

 Laura smiled, "Yeah, it was a little tough to fit it."

 "You always have this?"

 "Nah, I picked it up at the local adult toy store on my way over."

 "Jesus, you're insatiable," I breathed.

 Laura giggled.

 I continued to play with her plug, twisting and pulling it slightly, watching Laura's taught skin flex in accommodation of the butt plug, as I motioned it inside of her rectum. 

 "Fuck, that's hot."

 Twisting it around inside her, Laura began to sigh lightly. I pulled at the gem harder; it loosened from her colon slightly. As the bulging plug tugged against the clamped state of her anus, Laura groaned deeply. I pulled a little further and her anus stretched further, growing in diameter to prepare relinquishing its iron clad grip on its housed object. When her asshole was beginning to widen further, Laura yelped.

 "Don't pull it out, baby, please," she whimpered.

 "Don't worry, honey."

 Pulling slightly more, her anus moved further, stretching beyond the normal diameter allotted by its design. Laura gasped. The tool was just about on the verge of popping out of her ass when I pressed it back in. 

 Laura emitted a muffled "oomph," as her anal canal received the plug back in place.

 "Would you like me to fuck your ass like that?"

 "Uh huh," Laura admitted, nodding her head in agreement.

 I knelt down by her feet now and encouraged her to turn around. With one hand on the jeweled plug, I tugged at it slightly once more and then licked the void between the finished edge of the plug and her stretched outer ring. Laura moaned heavenly in response.

 God, she smelled so good. Her freshly showered form emitted scents of brisk flowers and spring. She tasted delightful as well. And she looked so incredibly hot in her skimpy nightgown.

 I simply had to have her again.

 This time, however, things were going to go slow and ramp up as they did before, but I was determined out of the gate to take Laura to the next level of pleasure and really get her worked up and sent far over the edge. Mainly, I figured that increased level of teasing and foreplay would serve us both well, especially Laura. Bring her to the verge of full orgasm, pull back, let her settle and then work her back up to frenzy once more. I had it in my mind to do things with her that she probably never even thought of. The possibilities were somewhat endless as it seems that I opened some sort of container and let a monster out of the box when it came to getting her introduced to anal sex and now, she seems to have taken that trophy and simply run miles with it.

 I stood up, removed the robe I was wearing and pulled Laura to her feet from the bed. She had a confused look on her face, but I soon put her questions to ease by turning her around so she was facing away from me. I pulled her close to my crotch and pushed my loins against her ass. She rubbed herself down my length as my member twitched showing early signs of life. The silky fabric of Laura's teddy felt delightful against my sensitive cock. As she continued to use her body's backside to caress me, I slid both of my hands under her arms, reached up and cupped her breasts. Time to give these glands some much-needed attention, I thought. And went to task, holding the fatty tissue and allowing her hardening nipples to get rubbed, tweaked and pinched between my fingers every so often. My forefingers circled over her nipples and areolas. Laura shuddered a bit. I pulled her hair away from her shoulder and moved to the opposite one. With her neck and should top exposed, I ran my lips and tongue up and down the length of her physique. Laura got weak in the knees.

 "I'm going to get you to cum like crazy," I whispered.

 Laura quivered in my arms.

 Her tits were fantastic, I noted and, comparatively speaking, I did pay them as much attention as they deserved in our first fuck session. That was another noted change of improvement, I noted. As my mouth watered her nape and shoulder top, my hands massaged and caressed her curvaceous, tightly hung breasts. Her mounds felt like mandible material in my grasp. As my hands continued to circle her bosom, she began to sigh softly each time my fingers brushed against her erectile nipples. 

 I turned her towards me and slid down her front as I lowered myself to my knees. My mouth passed her chest center. As I went down, my mouth smoothed over her cleavage. Licking her feminine goodness as I dropped, she breathed heavily, anticipating my motions of attention. I groped for her right breast and guided the top of her perky pink nipple and sucked on it thoroughly. She held my head closer to her chest, pulling the back of my head closer. My wandering, mission sensitive mouth consumed more of her flesh. She loved me sucking on her. With each reposition and oral contact, she closed her eyes, leaned her head back and opened her mouth breathing in labored puffs at times.




Laura Likes It



Further downward I traveled, straight down her torso, pausing at her stomach, suckling on her smooth soft skin and licked around her navel. My hands reached around her and I took control, pulling her closer to me. I reached up and kneaded her ass as my mouth traveled up her inner thigh, on my way to her awaiting pelvic mound, clitoris and vagina. Laura was cleanly shaven and her skin was incredibly soft, allowing my tongue to glide without hesitation on every inch of her godly being. She sighed with more gusto as my travels continued. Small suction kisses were trailed from her inner thigh all the way up to her adductors.

 Laura pulled up the overhanging satin that covered her privates as my head got closer to her center, allowing me ready access to her labia. She rolled the fabric up into her fists and then extended her middle and index fingers to peel open her outer lips. My tongue danced over her now revealed labia. I sucked gently at each one and dove in further to attempt oral capture of her cavity's anatomy.

 "Oh, my God," Laura husked as my mouth continued working upwards on her vaginal passage. She rotated her hips against me, forcing her lips back over my oral acrobatics. Up and down my tongue maneuvered inside her and around her drawn open lips. When I rotated my jaw in a circular motion, swirling around her vertical slit, she yelped out in surprised pleasure. Pressing herself down on me, her stance allowed for increased contact with my mouth. Fluid from both my watering mouth and from her inner natural lubrication glands began to drip freely. I swallowed some, but wanted to keep Laura as wet as possible, she could be slid into with ease.

 "Fuck, you taste so good, Laura," I looked up at her. 

 She was lost in a bit of ecstasy -- maybe not even aware that I had said anything. Her head was rocked back. Her eyes: Closed. She cradled the back of my head, pulling it close to her pelvis. I dismissed my motivation for making the comment and returned to slurping up her female juices and housing structure. I traveled higher on the pleasure trail and took hold of Laura's stiffening clit between my tongue and top lip. As I released it and then reapplied suction, her legs quivered. Again, I persisted – licking, lapping, sucking, kissing, swirling. It was all there for her. All present in the moment. At that was all that mattered. Laura began to sway her hips, shifting the lateral position of her womanly box. Her labial passed over my mouth from side to side. She released the slippery hold she barely had on her labia now, failing miserably. She allowed her crotch to pass over my extended tongue and as she moved, my tongue caught contact with each side of her vaginal curtains and it pulled them back with each motion. I noticed this is what she wanted quickly, so I adjusted my lick pattern to be cross lateral rather than longitudinal in line with her private slit. Laura stifled a husky, low-pithed growl. Instinctively, I turned her anal plug and she bolted forward a bit while talking a fist hold of the hair on the back of my head, pulling my cranium inwards. She held me in place for a moment or two. My tongue slid inside her folds. Her body trembled over me.

 "Oh, my God," Laura whispered, releasing her grip on me. She was breathing rapidly, "Oh, my God," she repeated breathlessly. I pulled back, looked up and Laura caught my gaze and smiled widely back.

 "Come here, baby," she whispered, grasping my hand and pulling upwards, encouraging me to stand. As I rose, Laura fell to her knees. She looked up and placed my cock deep in her mouth. She maintained eye contact with me as she began pumping my member. The roof of her mouth slid off the top of my cock, forcing it's arching upwards angle down, while her tongue cradled my shaft below. She lifted her tongue up, restricting the void wrapping around me. I grunted happily in response. She gently stroked my scrotum with one of her free hands, jostling my testicles in synchronism. I held the sides of her face gently, brushing away her long, soft brown hair. She never broke eye contact with me. Up and down her head bobbed, taking my ever-growing length deep with each oral motion. Her eyes still gazed lovingly on me as I watched my penis disappear and reappear from her hungry mouth. She paused only to swallow the extra saliva created with each plunge.

 Laura let me slide out of her mouth, my cock completely soaked in her saliva. She laughed heartily as she took it with her fist and continued pumping it, allowing my head to poke out between her palm and thumb, before taking the head back into her soft mouth. She paused again, looking up, "You like that, baby?"

 I simply nodded and snorted, speechless.

 Laura smiled and quiet giggled, taking my dick back into her open, receiving mouth.

 A dozen or so pumps following and I pulled away from her. She looked up at me, briefly confused until I pulled her up by the forearm. She rose to her feet and I guided her to the bed. I sat down on the edge of the bed. She followed my lead. I laid back. She turned towards my cock pulsating in the open air. While I felt her warm, wet mouth take me in again, she straddled over my face and I guided her pelvis down towards my face. I grabbed the back of her ass, encouraging her to lower herself further. Her pelvic bone made slight contact with my chin. I bowed forward and extended my tongue to lightly lick the back of her pussy's opening, just before the area of her taint. My nose struck her butt plug and she let out a muffled moan. I slid my tongue up and down the length of her pussy's dividing line, sucking her labia periodically. Laura got into it as I felt her hips beginning to churn.

 She continued to suck on my dick, taking it and pulling it out in long, deliberate strokes, while fondling my ball sack with her fingers.

 With a free hand, I took hold of her jeweled butt plug and gently tugged on it. It shifted slightly and I pushed on it, sending it deeper into her ass. Next, I pulled on it again with greater effort. Her anal ring gave way and expanded a bit as the bulge of the plug neared her collapsed ring.

 Laura lifted her head from my dick, grabbed a hold of it with her fist, and looked back. Her eyes rolled in pleasure. Breathing softly through her mouth now, she moaned more freely. I continued to tease her ass with my manipulations of her inserted toy. I pushed it back in fully and her anal ring closed back around the impaled tool. Spitting a mouthful of saliva onto the top of her ass crack, I pulled the plug towards me. Again, her anus gripped the intrusion and fought its retraction. I tugged slightly. Laura groaned passionately. Pushing the plastic back in place, her anus hugged the circumference and eagerly accepted the tool's replacement. The saliva I placed now oozed slowly around her stretched anal ring. I massaged her opening with a single finger, coating her ring with a thin layer of slippery fluid. Laura tensed with the gentle motion. Drawing the jeweled handle once more, her anus winked as it began to exit. Its firm hold on the cylindrical cone reluctantly gave way. Unrelenting, I continued to pull. Laura's anal diaphragm quietly released its hold on the object and maintained its form-fitted shape around the plug. I maintained the release pressure on the rubberized tool. Her anus was now enlarging to the diameter size of a golf ball now as the apex circumference of the hardened plug drew close.

 Laura heaved in pleasure. "God damn, that feels good," she wailed. Her teeth gritted. She followed up her remarks with perpetual low groans.

 One final struggle and her ass released its hold on the plug.

 "Oh, fuck, that looks so hot. Keep it open, babe," I encouraged.

 Laura grunted with effort.

 Her flexed asshole gaped open, its darkened abyss surrounded by her thin but raw anal circlet. With a single quickly moistened finger, I traced around her gasket while spitting a load into her gaping hole. I licked the inner wall of her anal cavity before it collapsed. The sphincter muscle closed in on itself and her rosebud, although swollen and raw, appeared like a small, tightly clenched button once more.

 Laura pushed downwards, her pelvis rubbing soundly on my jawbone. "Please, put it back in, baby," she whispered. Her hips rotated as her labia pressed against me.

 I fumbled with the anal toy, spitting on it briskly and poised the rounded cone shaped end back at the exit point of her ass. Teasing her anus, I circled the toy around her anus and gently pushed it towards her.

 Laura snapped upwards, casting her hair back as her head flew to the side in total delight. Her breathing was labored and rough now, sounding hoarse and deep. She moaned gruffly as the tip pressed into her asshole. Her grip on my penis was firm and unrelenting now. She quickly motioned her fist, pulling me further. My penis swelled further towards a full erection.

 "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck," Laura sung, "Keep pushing it, keep..."

 I pushed it further, the tip entered her, sliding slightly into her anal cavity.

 "Oh, God, baby. Slow, slow, slow!" Laura looked back once again, her eyes widened in pleasure. Her frown lines dissipated with my forward moving hand.

 Her anus resisted. I pushed again and the tool lurched inwards. Her asshole began to soften its hold. The plug moved forward. Laura's asshole flexed a bit more, taking in more length. I spit again. Laura's body tensed again and then relaxed. Her asshole released and allowed more leeway. I pressed on, pushing the tool towards her. Her anus expanded. The crescendo of the toy was nearing. Laura sighed loudly now, breathing in short gulps of air, exhaling with prolonged heaves. I nudged the tool further. Laura, with surprise, submitted further and the plug inched forward, her anus stretched to capacity again, taking on the widest portion of the toy. Her anal ring slowly squeezed around the impaling plastic and formed tightly around its mass. The tool continued inwards and soon was fully inserted.

 Laura looked back at me, and her hanging open mouth affirmed her satisfaction. She was, for all intents and purposes, fully engaged in pleasure. And submitted to every pass I made with each deliberate motion.

 It was time.

 "Please baby, on your knees," I requested.

 Laura pushed her self away and swung her leg over my head and crawled to the center of the bed. She fell forward and offered her ass high in the air again as I rolled over and supported myself on my knees. Laura rubbed her pussy now, circling over it with one of her hands.

 "That's it. Rub yourself, doll."

 Laura gruffly groaned. The sound of her circling motion created squishing noises on her labia as her fingers continued to roll over her mound.

 "Here we go," I whispered.

 Grabbing the base of penis in one hand and tweaking the jewel end of her butt plug, I pushed towards her and aligned myself with the rear opening of her vagina. Laura pulled her buttocks apart with her other free hand and rested her head against the flat surface of the mattress. Her ass rose higher into the air.

 Slowly and purposefully, I aimed the head of my erection downward towards her wet slippery slit. My head pushed against the tiny connection point of the backside of her vagina. My cock's end tickled against Laura's taint. She moaned openly. I pushed myself down further opposite the direction my cock wanted to go with its hardness. Laura's wet lips parted and allowed entry to my dick. I slid into her pussy with ease. As my dick entered her, her butt plug moved as it pushed beyond the bulb of its construction. The presence of the plug made her vaginal canal incredibly tight as it pressed against the wall of her vagina and therefore restricted the room for my cock. 

 "Oh, fuck, that's tight!" I exclaimed.

 Laura moaned in an animalistic style as I began slowly moving. I pulled myself back a little, planting slightly different location for my knees. This adjusted the angle of entry I had into her to both of our benefits. I pushed my pelvis towards her further and watched my cock plunge into Laura. Her anal toy pitched in angle as I slid myself forward and in. I slowly pulled out and then pushed forward again. Laura sighed heavily and continued to rub her clit. I took hold of her butt plug and forced it in place as I pulled my loins back. The tightness of her accommodating hole was fantastically narrow. Her vaginal walls gripped me firmly as I budged forward. Laura's groans were even louder and stronger now as I continued my sensual motions.

 I manipulated the planted plug in her ass and Laura began to go berserk again. I welcomed her response and kept my twisting and slight pulling actions while I slowly pumped my cock in and out of her constricted passageway.

 A few number of additional pumps and Laura began grinding her hips up and down in direct opposition to my every quickening piston motions.

 "Just like that, just like that," she hissed.

 Her pussy was now flooded with musky wetness. She cried bluntly and rumbled in pleasure. I pressed on, furthering my thrusts. My pecker eased in and out of her tightly cramped and saturated vagina.

 "Oh, Christ, Laura!" I belted.

 My fervent, piercing entrances into her steadily increased in speed and pressure.

 "Pull my hair!" She commanded.

 I grabbed a fistful of her hair and tugged. She threw her head back passionately in direct response.

 "Aw, fuck!"

 Laura bucked backwards to meet my entering penetrations. And recoiled as I exited. It was the perfect dance of opposites. My cock grew more engaged and got even harder. I grabbed a hold of her hipbones and pulled. When I was fully inserted, I stopped briefly and then pulled myself back out of her. Taking a firm hold of her slender frame, I slammed back into her again and again.

 "That's it, that's it!" Laura howled, my thrusts slamming violently in and out of her. She courted the edge of oblivion now.

 "Don't stop, don't stop," she hissed.

 But I did. Teasing her towards orgasm was my motivation and I wanted to stick to it, bringing her to the edge and then pulling back; pushing her to the edge again before finally letting her fall over.

 I exited from her and grabbed a fistful of her hair.

 "Get on top," I commanded.

 I rolled over. Laura was obviously frustrated. She glared at me.

 "I was so close!" she whimpered.

 "Come on, baby, we'll get there," I reassured her.

 I rolled over pulling her around. She squatted over me as I helped lower her down onto my cock, standing solidly at full attention. At first, we missed and her pussy rubbed down the bottom length of my dick. She lifted up and we tried again. Hovering precariously over me, I took hold of the base again with one hand and with the other, held one of Laura's hips to guide her. She lowered herself blindly as I shifted my cock to align with her pussy. My cock's head pushed against the folds of her vaginal opening and Laura gasped. She pushed herself forward and my dick slipped into her briskly. Laura sighed with my sudden penetration. Calmly, she adjusted to the presence of my member and pulled herself up, allowing my dick to slide back outwards from her and then pushed herself down again, swallowing the welcomed length of my dick once more.

 She looked at me and then closed her eyes, keeping on with her coital motions. Up and down she moved, building her excitement forwards. Each penetrating motion brought her additional sough pleasure. She breathed intently as she sustained her motions over me, seeking that elusive threshold.

 I grabbed both of her buttocks now as she bounced. Her motions came in spurts of quick humps and slowed, sensual pelvic movements savoring her passion.

 Laura again made eye contact with me. Her green eyes burned with lust.

 "Play with my plug," Laura begged.

 Laura shifted slightly, allowing me to have room to move my arm between her legs. I gripped the base of the tool and held it tightly with my thumb and forefinger. Laura persisted with her squatting movements. The plug maintained a static state of immobility with my grasp and she countered by rotating her hips slightly forward, giving prominent contact between her asshole and the plug. Conveniently, this adjustment in angle also allowed for additional contact with her clitoris. She rested back on the flat palms of her hands, which were now planted on the mattress on either side of my knees. She breathed loudly with guttural grunts as she maintained her pelvic tilted squats.

 "Fuck your cock feels so good," Laura bellowed.

 "That's it, baby," I echoed.

 I distracted myself, desperately thinking of other things aside from the wet plunging action on my dick below. Laura continued her determined thrusts over me. She pulled up on me, stopping her motion immediately on the verge of my cock slipping out of her. Hesitating briefly, she pushed herself back down on me, her body eagerly swallowing the full length of my penis once more. Again and again her motions maintained, now bringing me to the dangerous edge of my own impending orgasm with each pass.

 Laura's position and motion became suddenly strained it seemed. Her breathing continued to labor and her motions slowed. She began gasping more evidently now than before. Sweat began to display on her bowline.

 "Getting tired, babe?" I whispered.

 "Yeah," she casually admitted.

 "Here, let me help," I offered, groping her hips, lifting her off of my dick with my hands. Laura sighed and rolled onto her side and then slowly continued onto her back.

 I rolled over also, regaining my balance on my knees. I rested on my elbows over her and kissed her passionately. 

 "My God, you're beautiful," I complimented. Pulling back from her, I adjusted my body again and leaned down, alternating from kissing her breasts and sucking her nipples. Reaching down now, I blindly felt for her crotch. Finding it quickly, I inserted two of my fingers into her soaked vagina, spreading her intimate folds open. I twisted my probes in and out as Laura grimaced. The presence of my digits was similar to my dick, and I could feel the volume and shape of her anal plug on the other side of her vagina. The amount of constriction the plug created was significant, no question. I slowly moved my fingers in and out of her. The jewel end of the anal toy nudged up and down with each of my insertions and retractions.

 Laura continued to breathe heavily. Her eyes seemed to scream with want.

 She closed them now and rolled her head backward as I persisted, maneuvering my fingers in and out of her tight hole.

 "Fuck," I coyly whispered.

 Laura's eyes shot open, glaring at me. The frown lines returned prominently on her forehead. She gasped and repeatedly and sighed audibly. Without breaking eye contact with me, I searched her face for feedback. My digital plunging continued now focused on the top portion of her vagina, ensuring direct contact with her clit. I opened my mouth and breathed heavily in time with her. Her expressions traded between pains, to frustration, to complete submission. Her hips were once again in motion, meeting each of my digital injections with contrasting movements.

 "Baby, put your dick inside me," Laura pleaded.

 I removed my fingers and sat back on my knees. Laura arched her back, pushed her hips forward and pulled her legs back. Her pussy and crotch glistened with dazzling wetness. Her vaginal lips were so slippery now, Laura unsuccessfully held on to her labia with her fingers as she offered herself to me.

 Countering my weight and balance, I desperately moved to align myself over here. Laura prepared to be entered. Holding firmly onto my member now, I inched towards her and pushed him downwards once more to get inside. The tip of my penis was now at the end of her corridor. I pushed myself in and Laura let out an exasperated purr. Her eyes locked on mine as we moved and breathed in unison.




Laura Loves George



Laura didn't know what to think of what she was seeing. She had thought she was going to find that her teen-aged son had been visiting porn sites again, but she wasn't ready for this. And she didn't believe it was her son this time. She looked at the blinking cursor in the "login" box and methodically began typing in various names she could think of, and passwords. Before long, she'd figured it out. It wasn't hard. She'd been married to George for seventeen years. She knew all of his secrets. Or at least, she thought she'd known all his secrets.

This one was one for the record books, however. She sat staring at the screen and clicking the "play" button over and over again. Before her, in the mini-movie that had been downloaded, a man lay on his back holding his legs high in the air as a woman wielding a strap-on dildo fucked him in the ass.

She felt sick at first, wondering if he was secretly gay and doing something he ought not to be doing. But as she watched the movie it finally dawned on her that this wasn't about being gay. The woman was definitely feminine. There was nothing masculine about the raven haired beauty that was fucking the man. She didn't know what to think.

As she checked more and more of his account, his favorites list, and followed his footprints across the internet, she found more and more photos, movies, and stories of men being assfucked by women. She sat back, thinking about all of this, and wondering, after all the years they'd been married, all the things they'd tried together, why George had never bothered to share this particular fantasy with her.

She wondered what he'd do when he found out she knew.

Then she decided not to tell him. Instead, she was going to take matters into her hands in another way. With a grin, she pulled up her favorite adult toy site and began to browse for just the right weapon.

Two weeks later, George got quite a surprise. When he arrived home, Laura greeted him at the door wearing nothing but black panties, black bra and the black "fuck me" pumps he'd bought her last year that she'd only worn once.

"Wow. Honey, where are the kids?" "They're at your mother's for the night." "Even Joseph?" "Even Joseph. The house is empty. I have something for you."

Before George could respond, she'd taken him by the hand and pulled him into the bedroom. Laura helped him undress, then ordered him onto the bed. She blindfolded him and made him put his hands behind his head. He grinned as she took command of the situation. He was already hard and his cock was standing straight in the air.

He groaned as she took his cock in her mouth. She slid her mouth up and down the length of him several times, then let him slide from her lips, her tongue tracing around his balls, then licking the length of his cock. She was good at this, and knew exactly what to do to please him. He lay there with the world dark around him, listening to the slurping noises as she worked him over with her mouth.

He gasped aloud when she dipped her head lower, flicking her tongue over his ass hole. His cock twitched with each flick and she knew she'd gotten his attention. She opened a tube of lubricant and put a bit on her finger, then swallowed his cock once more. As she reached bottom, she gently pushed her finger in his ass.

"Ohhhh!" There was a note of surprise mixed in the groan of pleasure that slipped from his lips. She withdrew the finger just to the tip, then slid it in him again. Every time her mouth drew up to the tip of his cock, her finger would slide out of him. When she went down, her finger went in. She worked a slow rhythm of teasing him this way. 

George was grunting, his hips thrusting each time she moved. He was enjoying every moment of this. She'd never done this before, but it never dawned on him that she had seen anything he'd done on line. All he could think of was the load of cum that was boiling inside him and was about to erupt into her mouth. 

"Oooh. Oh yeah, baby. Yes. Oh yes. Mmmm.. ooh baby." He was almost there. He was going to cum so hard. His fingers were clenched behind his head. His hips were thrusting hard of the bed trying to drive himself further into her mouth, and every time his hips hit the mattress her finger slid in him again. He couldn't stand it. She was driving him crazy.

"oooh baaabbbbyyy." His load was standing at the ready, waiting for the whistle to blow.

With a pop, she let his cock slip from her lips, but her finger kept pumping into his ass.

"Ooh No. no don't stop. Oh fuck! Oh baby." "Do you like this? Does this feel good?" "Yes, oh god yes. Please baby. Your mouth. I'm so fucking close. Please baby."

Laura slid a second finger inside him, stretching his tight hole. He groaned and squirmed. She slid a third inside him.

"Laura! Ooohhhhhhh!! " George's hips were grinding. He reached with one hand and tried to coax her into taking him into her mouth again. She slapped his hand away.

"I said keep your hands behind your head. I can stop if you want me to."

George quickly put his hand back behind his head. "No, oh god please don't stop. You're driving me fucking nuts, woman!"

Laura laughed out loud then sucked the tip of his cock in her mouth and applied as much suction as she could. George cried out in agony. "Please, Laura!"

"Please Laura, what?" His cock popped from her mouth again. Her fingers kept up their work at his ass, however, teasing him, and stretching him open. 

"Stop fucking around and let me cum. You're gonna hurt something by making me hold it this way."

"Nah.. that's just a myth, darling. I promise you. And I'll let you come.. eventually." She laughed wickedly as she lifted his legs up the way she'd seen the woman in the movie do. She moved herself between his legs. Looking down, she giggled to herself as the fake cock protruded lewdly away from her body. She rested the cock against his own hard, red, aching one and rubbed them against one another.

That's the moment George got a clue. She heard the sharp intake of his breath, then watched his chest stop moving as he held his breath.

"Laura?"  "Yes, George." "Uhhh…. " That was all he could get out.

Laura drizzled lubricant all over the dildo then used her hand to coat it well. She leaned back just a tad and let the lubricant drizzle between his ass cheeks. She watched him shiver.

"Laura…." This time it wasn't a question.. it was a definite, if not hesitant protest. "Yes, George." "Uhhhhhh… "

She put the tip of her cock against his ass and pressed gently. He whimpered. She pushed harder. He tried to move away from her. She pushed further. He began to protest. She sank about two inches of the cock inside him before he could get himself from beneath her.

"Oh fuck! Oh my god! Laura! Holy fuck. Oh my god." "George?" "Ohhhhh… fuck…" "George.. relax.. relax, baby. This is what it feels like when you first put your cock inside me.. it goes away in a minute.. Breathe, baby and relax." Laura sat still and waited for him to calm down.

"Jesus. If you'll take it out I promise I won't ever ask to fuck your ass again. Oh my god that hurts." 

Laura pushed in just a bit more, watching as another inch disappeared inside him. "No you won't promise any such thing. I like it when you fuck my ass."

With those words she pushed until every bit of the six inches of the dildo disappeared inside him. He shuddered violently and for a moment she thought she'd made a mistake, but she stayed still with it inside him. She wrapped her hand around his cock and lovingly stroked him while she waited for his ass cheeks to unclench.

After a few moments, he took a deep breath, and when he slowly blew the breath out, she withdrew, then slid into him again. She moved slowly at first, building up a rhythm, and learning how to move just right.

George's protests turned into groans of pleasure. His hands slid from beneath his head and he lifted the blindfold so he could watch his wife, then wrapped his hands around his legs and lifted them, opening himself to her. She watched his face as she fucked him, watching his eyes glaze over.

"Stroke your cock, George."  "No.. no its alright." "Think you can come this way, lover?" She thrust into him, then moved her hips round and round, moving the cock inside him. "oh.. don't know.. good.. feels good… "

She withdrew a little too far and the cock slid from him. She immediately thrust it back into him again, thrilling at the rush of air from his chest as she filled him again.

"Harder, baby."  She obeyed, driving harder into him. 

He couldn't believe his luck. Here was his wife, always sexy as hell, fucking his ass, her full breasts swinging with every thrust into him. This was a fantasy he hadn't shared with her because he was afraid of what she'd think and somehow she knew, and not only did she not mind, he could tell by the look on her face she was enjoying it.

"Laura. I want to fuck you. I want to come inside you." "Not yet. I want you to come while I'm fucking you. Come for me George."

She pushed his legs higher up and leaned into him, making short, intense thrusts and wiggling her hips each time she sank into him, making the cock push against every sensitive spot and nerve she could reach.

George grunted, his hand wrapping around his thick cock and he began pumping, keeping rhythm with her thrusts. She would draw nearly all the way out now and then and then shove herself back inside him. It only took a few strokes of his hand before he was howling and shooting his cum everywhere. He was coming harder than he had since he was seventeen years old. 

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck! Oh holy fuck baby! Ohhhhhhhh…." Laura kept fucking him until there was nothing left for him to give. His entire chest seemed to be coated with cum. She grinned, taking an hand and rubbing it all over his chest, then bringing her fingers to her lips and sucking them clean. George lay there panting and shivering.

"I guess you enjoyed my surprise?" She giggled softly as she wiggled the cock still seated in his ass."

"Payback, lover. I owe you." "Mmmm… promise?" Laura slid the cock from him and started to get off the bed to clean up. George grabbed her by the arm. 

"Where do you think you're going?" "Clean up?" "No… payback." "Now?" "Oh yeah, baby.. NOW."

George pulled her back onto the bed and onto her stomach. Then he lifted her hips and shoved a pillow beneath her. 

"Now, baby. Definitely now." He barely got the lube drizzled on her tight little pucker before he had pushed his semi-hard cock into her, sinking until there was nothing left to push into her.

Laura whimpered as he pressed past that first protesting muscle, then sighed as he filled her. 

"Fuck me hard, lover. Fuck me good." She lifted her head, turning to see him. He wrapped his hands in her long hair, pushed himself so that her legs were as wide apart as he could get them and he was as deep as he could go.

"Hard? Hard? I am still so fucking hard and you're going to get it harder."  George began to pound into her. He was merciless as he fucked her ass, his hips slapping against her fleshy cheeks. Laura was whimpering and groaning with each thrust, and begging for more. She'd always enjoyed having George take her this way, but something about having taken him first had her so hot.

She slid her hand beneath herself, pushing her fingers past the strap-on and pressing them against her clit, and within moments, was coming. George felt her clench, felt the contractions as he fucked her, and followed just behind her, coming again – something that had never ever happened to him before – not without a good half hour of recovery.

"Fuuuuckkkkk!!!!!!!" He exploded inside her, painting her inner walls with his hot seed.

They both collapsed on the bed, George half laying on Laura, his spent cock still inside her. Both of them were giggling, both of them wrung out with exhaustion. Laura managed to crawl from beneath George. The strap-on was standing out proudly. She towered over him on her knees for a moment, just above his head.

George looked up, past the cock, past her lovely breasts and looked at her face, then slapped her on the behind.

"Want to go again?" Laura teased.

George laughed, "ohhh definitely baby.. but give me a week to recuperate. I think I might not walk straight until then.

Laura grinned and shook the fake cock at him once more. "Honey, now that I know your secret, you may never walk straight again."

George.. well, last week, someone spotted him at work squirming strangely in his seat……