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Business Trip

By: Lord Seregil



While I don't consider myself gay, I have fooled around with men on occasions. Nothing serious, just a bit of touching and exploring to satisfy my exhibitionist desires. I love to be seen naked and it's often very convenient and exciting to be naked with other men. Physically, I'm quite small and thin but am blessed with an above-average penis of about 8.5 inches long. Because of my height, though, it looks absolutely massive. The following story is completely true.

I was on a business trip to a Las Vegas and was staying in a luxury hotel. I had some time to myself so I went down to the hotel gymnasium and spa for a workout. I rode the exercise bike and swam some laps before retiring to the steam room in the men's locker room. The gym was fairly empty since it was mid day but I wasn't alone in the steam room. Through the thick fog, I could see another man sitting on the top bench. Though I couldn't see much, I could tell he was fairly chubby. As soon as I walked in, I saw him rearranging his towel so it covered his lap. I thought I may have caught the man masturbating but you never know.

I said hello to the man and he smiled and said hello back. I took a seat on bench across from his and leaned back to relax. He began chatting about Vegas and what kinds of things we had done while we were there. We talked about different casino games and shows in addition to the local attractions of the area. My new friend's voice was fairly feminine and certain things he said made me think he was gay. He mentioned he was accompanied by a "friend" who was upstairs napping. He discussed the details of performer's Sigfreid and Roy's relationship (this was long before the whole tiger attack incident) and that they might be breaking up. 

I decided, at this point, to see what my new friend was interested in. I started by discussing how sad it was that Sigfreid and Roy were having troubles as they made a nice pair. While we discussed this relationship, I casually stood up and headed to the shower nozzle mounted on the steam room wall. With my back to my friend, I tossed my towel on the bench and sprayed myself off with the cool water. After a few moments, I walked back to my seat and watched my friend. His eyes were glued to my crotch as he got his first glimpse of my flaccid penis. I sat back down and covered up with my towel while we continued to talk.

After a lull in the conversation, I said I was going to hit the Jacuzzi and walked out of the steam room. The Jacuzzi was fairly large, with enough seating for at least 20 people but it was empty at the time. I hung my towel on a hook and entered the scalding water; moving to a seat in the back so I could see the rest of the gym.

Eventually, my friend came out of the sauna and smiled at me when he saw I was still in the Jacuzzi. He hung up his towel and waded in the water. I got my first good look at him in the clear light. He was quite chubby with very little body hair. Although he was a bit older than me, he had very smooth skin. I checked out his crotch as he walked to me. His penis was disappointingly small; probably just 2-3 inches flaccid but I was impressed by the size of his balls. Each nut was almost the size of a tennis ball. He wrinkly scrotum was shaved smooth and pulled up tight against the base of his cock which made it stick straight out even though it wasn't hard. I smiled as he approached and he sat down near me. I positioned myself so a gentle stream of bubbles was swirling around my ass, balls, and cock while we talked. I allowed myself to get semi-hard but hoped the jets wouldn't shut off!

We chatted some more in the Jacuzzi until my friend finally said he'd had enough and was heading to the showers. He got out and began drying himself off right near my towel, while facing me in the hot tub and continuing our conversation. He spent way too much time drying his cock and balls which I assumed was a test. I never let my eyes drift away from his crotch and smiled while he performed and chatted. This was my chance. 

I looked around to ensure no one was nearby and said I was ready to shower as well. I stood and slowly waded towards my towel which was, conveniently, right behind my friend. One of the things I love most about my cock is that it grows to its full length as it gets erect before it stands up. So with my cock at its full 8.5" and dangling between my legs, I walked to my towel. My friend stopped mid-sentence and just watched. I was in heaven as my thick pink cock bobbed in front of me under the careful observation of my new friend. He made attempt to hide his staring and instead gave his small penis a subtle pull while drying off. I smiled, grabbed my towel, and let my cock lead me to the showers.

This gym's showers were very nicely made. Each shower stall was made of cedar and consisted of a small changing room in front of the actual shower room with a thin curtain separating the two. A large box on the wall of the shower contained shampoo and soap dispensers. I dropped my towel and started the water. I figured my little exhibitionist display was over so I immediately began masturbating. I stroked my cock with my right hand while alternating between my rubbing my nipples and my balls with my left. Very quickly, I was fully erect and ready to spray the shower wall with my semen. My approaching orgasm was interrupted by a voice from the stall next to mine. "What scent do you have?" my friend asked.

"Huh?" I asked, a bit flustered from being interrupted right before cumming. 

"What scent is your soap?" he asked, "Each shower has a different scent." 

I noticed my soap dispenser said "country apple" so I told him. "That sounds nice," he said over the wall, "I've had them all but that." 

That was a pretty obvious step in our short relationship so I pondered what to do while continuing to stroke myself. Before I could even consider if this is what I wanted, I heard myself say, quietly "Come on over and try a bit then."

Almost immediately, my current slid aside and there was my friend. He had closed the outer curtain and was naked and wet. He was holding his penis which was hard and curved up against his fat belly between his thumb and forefinger of his right hand. He looked at my cock, which I was still stroking and then looked me in the eyes. We stood there masturbating in front of each other for a few moments when he reached out and grabbed my cock with his left hand. I let go of it and thrust my hips forward to meet his strokes. He tightened his grip and began stroking me harder and harder. His strokes became more and rough to the point where he was pounding his hand against my pubic hair and balls. All the meanwhile, he was playing with his own cock between his thumb and forefinger. I must have looked pretty silly, standing there with my arms at my side and my hips bucking in and out with his forceful strokes so I reached up and began caressing one of my nipples with one hand. With the other, I reached down and cupped his huge nuts. He grunted like an animal and continued to play with my cock. 

I felt my balls churning and whispered "I'm gonna cum." My friend turned a bit and pulled my cock so it pointed at his belly. 

"Shoot on me." was all he said and I started to cum. The first stream was a bit thin and shot out of my cock and hit him just below the belly button. I gasped as the second stream, a much thicker one, jetted out of my dick and left a line from his chest to his belly. I continued to shoot thick streams of cum all over his belly and chest until he finally let go of my aching cock. My cock was actually sore from his rough grip so I turned to let the water hit it.

My friend immediately grabbed my hips and thrust his hard cock against my wet butt. "NO!" I said, "I don't do that." And I moved to the other side of the shower. I looked back at my friend who had gone back to stroking his hard cock and was now scooping the globs of my cum off his chest. 

He smiled and said "I figured you didn't, and that's not what I was going to do." I gave him a puzzled look and he said "Turn around and trust me. I won't do anything you don't want." I took a step under the shower stream and turned around hesitantly. He grabbed my hips again, gently this time, and pressed his cock against my butt. 

With his arms around me, he whispered in my ear "Let me stroke myself between your cheeks." I nodded and he reached down to place his cock between my ass cheeks and thighs. He began thrusting powerfully while the head of his cock slid from my asshole to my balls. I worried that the sound of our wet skin slapping together would alert someone as to what was going on and was ready to say something when my friend grunted loudly and stopped thrusting against me. 

I looked back and he was furiously stroking his hard cock. He pleaded "Show me your ass." 

I turned back around and reached behind to spread my cheeks. With my anus exposed and spread wide for him, he thrust forward and pressed his cockhead against me. His pudgy fist was banging against my spread ass and his dick made contact with my anus every back stroke. I even pushed out with my ass a bit to allow the tip of his dick to nestle into the small depression I created.

With no warning, I felt his warm streams of semen blasting onto my anus, butt cheeks, and lower back. A thick stream even went under my ass and splashed against my dangling balls.

When he backed away, I held my pose for a few more moments as his cum slid down my ass and back. For whatever odd reason, it felt good to have my ass spread to his view.

I eventually turned with a smile and was surprised to see my friend already walking out of the shower to grab his towel. He didn't even turn as he left through the outer curtain. I guess that's how these things are done! I washed his semen from my back and ass and then headed for my room to masturbate while replaying this encounter in my mind.

Business Trip



It started as a usual business trip to Milwaukee. I travel a few times a year with for my job and was not looking forward to the trip as I would probably miss a holiday with my wife. I am in my forties and am happily married. I married a woman with two children from a previous marriage and adopted them as my own. Our daughter grew up to be a beautiful woman and watching her grow was a pleasure to me.

I spoiled her from the start and she always had me wrapped around her finger. Anything she wanted was given to her if I could get it. My means did not always match her wants but I think she knew I gave her everything I could. As I got older and was able to give her things even without her mother knowing I gave in to her.

As she grew we became more like friends and she confided in me all the things a young girl would to her friend. I answered all her questions about relationships and sex openly and honestly. When questioned about my experiences, I always was open and honest to help her become a well rounded individual.

Enough about the past. The Trip.

After arriving in Milwaukee for the meeting, I received a call from Ajay saying she was in town on business also and had arranged to stay at the same hotel. We met for drinks and a light dinner to just chat. She was drinking a bit more than usual and seemed preoccupied. I told her I was not drinking much tonight because I had a presentation in the morning and excused myself to go to my room. She was getting stares from every man in the room including me. She could be a model with her blonde hair and beautiful green eyes that attract everyone that sees them. The truth was that I could not wipe the thoughts of her out of my mind and knew that I could not sit across from her and hide my erection for much longer. Even in a pair of slacks and blouse she exudes a special sexuality that cannot be missed.

After getting to my room and preparing for the next day, I had just settled on the bed to relax, watch some television and relieve my aching cock. There was a knock at the door. I slipped on a pair of pajama pants and peeked outside to discover my daughter. I invited her in and asked what was the matter? She explained that some guys had tried to pick her up at the hotel bar and she wanted to leave but was not ready for bed. She asked if she could watch TV with me for a while. Of course I said yes to my angel and she surprised me by going to the bathroom and changing into one of my dress shirts to lay on the bed and watch TV.

I could hardly hide my erection as we lay on the bed and watched as she scanned the channels. As she grew up she would sit in the floor in front of me and I would massage her shoulders to help her relax. I began to rub her shoulders and she commented on how good it felt. I told her I would give her a massage and she rolled to her stomach to allow it. 

As I began to rub her shoulders I felt her begin to relax and enjoy it. I rubbed her shoulders and worked my way down her back. As I got to the small of her back I noticed that her shirt had ridden up and the bottom of her ass was exposed. She was not wearing panties! My erection became stiffer than it had ever been. I didn't want her to see this but knew if she looked my way there would be no denying it. My instinct began to take over and I knew I had to continue. 

I moved down to her feet and began to message them. I had some lube set aside for my solo action when she came to the door and began to apply that to her feet. She moaned and that was just a signal to continue up her legs with my manipulations. As I massaged her feet and calves I worked my way in between her legs and was ecstatic to see her spread them to allow me a perfect view of her sweet pussy. I could see she was excited by the hint of moisture glistening on her lips. I continued to work my way up her legs and she again opened her legs to allow me access to her creamy thighs. 

I resisted the impulse to reach for her pussy and continued up her legs to her now exposed buttocks. As I worked my hands over her ass she moaned and her eyes were closed. I continued up her back and worked her shirt higher and higher. As my hands reached her shoulders again I worked down her sides and rubbed the sides of her breast.

She raised a little at this so I knew that it was now or never and slowly slipped her shirt up over her head. She was now completely naked under me and I was about to orgasm from just looking at her naked on the bed. She was so beautiful. I put more lotion on my hand and continue my attention on her back. As I did this I rubbed her sides and she raised a little to allow me access to her breast. This was the last signal I needed as I began to rub and pinch her nipples from behind. I continued this for a minute listening to her moan before continuing my hands down her back.

As I worked my way down her back I used one hand to remove my pants. My cock had to be free. At this point I am sure she could feel it rub against her leg. After rubbing on her wonderful ass I just could not resist any longer. I lowered my mouth to her ass and began kissing and licking her cheeks to her moans. I worked my tongue between her cheeks and began to lick her tight asshole. This caused a loud moan from her and immediately I could smell the juices from her pussy. I continued to lick and tongue her ass as I put a finger in her pussy. It was the hottest and wettest pussy I had ever felt. I had to have a taste.

I licked my way down to her pussy and she raised up to give me better access. As I licked her juicy pussy she raised higher and higher on her knees. I turned over on my back and now she was on all fours pressing her pussy in my face. With no one touching my cock it was leaking pre cum like a faucet from her wonderful taste. I worked two fingers in her pussy and began to tease her asshole with another finger. Her ass moved to meet my finger so I inserted one and then two fingers when she responded positively. 

As I clamped down on her clit with my mouth and licked for all I was worth she bucked wildly above me. All of a sudden she yelled, "If you want my ass you better take it now" I was not about to pass on that offer and immediately spun around to take her ass. I grabbed her hips and shoved my dick in her pussy for a couple of stokes to get it lubed for her tight ass. It took all my will to pull out of her juicy pussy but knew I had to have her ass before I exploded. I held her hips and immediately plunged my cock in her lovely brown hole. HEAVEN! It was as if it was made just for me. I pumped my dick in her as fast as I could and she met me stroke for stroke. I knew that I would love her for the rest of my life and could never have a better experience.

I could not hold myself from coming for as long as I would have liked but she was just too good. I pushed in to my balls one last time and emptied them deep in her. I thought the spasms would never end but they ended too soon for me. I pulled out and spun her on her back to clamp my lips on her pussy and suck for all I was worth. She grabbed my hair and pulled me to her pussy with all her strength. Her clit was engorged and swollen the way I love as she bucked wildly on my face. I only hope that her orgasm was half as good as mine.

If I live to be 100, I know I will never have that great of an experience for the rest of my life. She is my angel and I love her more every day.



Business Trip



Melissa looked at her mirror image as she was getting dressed. She viewed her profile, then her ass, and then she smiled. She was hot. She'd lost 20 lbs and she loved her new figure. All of a sudden she didn't have that layer of fat, but her body was toned and her tummy was flat. Unfortunately it had affected her boobs. Where she used to wear D-cups she now only needed C-cups, but the good news was that they weren't sagging much. At the age of 33, having given birth twice, she still had remarkably firm tits, something she thanked her genes for. Her mother still had very firm boobs for a 60-year old so Melissa looked forward to the future. 

She'd donned a new trouser suit and she loved how she looked in it. It was cut to be tight around the ass and show off the tits and her new push-up bra simply added to the overall impression. She checked that she'd packed everything, kissed the children goodbye and headed out to the waiting limo. In the limo her assistant Chloe was waiting. Melissa was off to give a keynote speech at a conference and Chloe was coming along to make sure there weren't any mishaps. This was incredibly important for Melissa's career. The director of sales was retiring and Melissa wanted his job. If she did well at this conference she knew that the job would be hers. She could practically taste it. 

"Good morning Chloe," she greeted her PA as she got into the limo. 

"Good morning Melissa," the buxom red-head replied. "You're looking great. Is that a new outfit?" 

"Yeah, I've got a whole new wardrobe for a whole new me," Melissa smiled. "It feels great not to have to hide in baggy clothes anymore." 

"I wouldn't know!" Chloe laughed in reply. She was curvy and freckly and even though she was at least as big as Melissa had been before her diet, she wore the pounds well and revelled in her curves by wearing skin tight shirts and skirts. Melissa was sure that there was a man in Chloe's life who kept feeding her cakes to keep her in the "yummy mummy" shape that she was in because she'd never before known a girl of that size who was so at ease with herself. 

The two women worked all the way to the airport and during the long flight. When they finally reached their destination they quickly got changed and headed out for dinner with one of Melissa's major clients. It was 10 by the time they got back to the hotel and entered their adjoining rooms. Chloe soon came through the door between the rooms with a bottle of wine and two glasses. She'd taken off her shoes and jacket and unbuttoned the top buttons of her shirt. 

"I had just enough time to run down and buy a bottle of wine earlier," she said as she uncorked the bottle. "Fancy a glass?" 

"You've read my mind," Melissa smiled as she let her long blonde hair loose and stepped out of her shoes. "I love my job, but these long days are a pain." 

"I guess I shouldn't remind you then that the next three days will only get worse." 

"No, don't! I just need to relax." 

The women sat on the king-size bed and sipped their wine and talked. It didn't take long for them to finish the wine. They were getting a little bit giggly and Melissa lay down on her back and sighed. 

"What I wouldn't give for one of Dan's massages right now," she said, smiling as she thought of her husband. 

"I'll give you a massage," Chloe volunteered. 

"Are you sure? I wasn't hinting that you should." 

"I'm sure, I find it quite relaxing to give them." 

Melissa sat back up again and Chloe got behind her. She started massaging Melissa's shoulders through her blouse. 

"It would be better if you took off your blouse," she said after a while. "And do you have any lotion that I can use?" 

Melissa threw her blouse on the chair and got a bottle of heavily scented lotion from her toiletry bag. Chloe put some lotion on her hands and started massaging Melissa again. Melissa moaned as her assistant worked through her weary muscles. 

Chloe brushed Melissa's bra straps off her shoulders and widened the area that she was massaging. The blonde threw her hair back and sighed out loud. 

"This is so good," she moaned. "If you're ever tired of being my PA I'll hire you as my personal masseuse." 

Chloe moved her hands down Melissa's back and got an instant reaction in form of another moan. 

"It'll be better if you unhook your bra," she said and Melissa was quick to comply. She sat there with her eyes closed and didn't notice the look on Chloe's face as she looked at her boss's tits in the mirror. 

"Lie down on your back," she whispered and Melissa did as she was told. Chloe put more lotion on her hands and spread them across the bottom of Melissa's ribcage, just under her tits. She then started circling the firm C-cups and Melissa's moans just got louder. Chloe finally got brave enough to cup Melissa's tits, still not touching her nipples. 

"Mmmmmmm." Melissa moaned. 

Chloe moved her hands in circles, closing her fingers in on the nipples that were fully erect by now. Then she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around one of Melissa's nipples. 

Melissa was surprised by the move, but was more astounded by the fact that she didn't want Chloe to stop. Soon Chloe moved her lips to her other nipple and started tweaking the first one between her fingers. Melissa could feel the dampness in her new satin knickers. She didn't want Chloe to stop. Never before had she felt sexually attracted to another woman, but now she wanted to feel more of Chloe. 

"Chloeeeeeeee." she moaned softly. 

"Yes." the redhead mumbled against her soft skin. "Do you want me to stop?" 

"No." she said hesitantly. "I was wondering." 

"Yes?" 

"If it wouldn't be more comfortable for both if we helped each other get undressed?" 

Melissa couldn't say to Chloe that she wanted the sexy redhead to make love to her, but her PA smiled as her lips left Melissa's nipple. She stood up and pulled Melissa closed. Her lips closed in on Melissa's and for the first time in her life Melissa experienced a woman's tongue in her mouth. Their kiss was fierce and passionate. Melissa quickly pulled Chloe's blouse and bra off and soon they embraced, naked tits to naked tits, kissing violently. 

Eventually they broke their kiss to breathe. Both women had a mixture of lipsticks around their lips as they breathed heavily. They watched each other strip off their final garments. Melissa saw Chloe's soft, white curves and her fully shaved pussy. Chloe took in Melissa's toned body and the thin strip of blonde hair on her pussy. She smiled and cupped Melissa's tits, teasing her nipples. 

"I'm new at this," Melissa admitted. "I don't know what to do next." 

"I do this all the time," Chloe admitted. "You're a woman. You know what you like. Try doing the same to me. If I like it, you can tell. If I don't respond, try something different." 

"Are you a lesbian or bi?" Melissa asked curiously. 

"A lesbian," Chloe smiled back. "No cock, other than strap-ons and vibrators, has ever made its way inside my cunt." 

"I never knew." 

"I know, but I've fancied you since I started working for you." 

With those words Chloe took Melissa's hand and walked to the bed. They stripped the cover off and lay down in an embrace. They kissed for ages, taking time to taste each other and feel each other's tits and even make an occasional quick dip in a pussy. Melissa brought her finger back up from Chloe's pussy and tasted it. 

"You taste so sweet," she smiled and was rewarded with another kiss. 

They continued discovering each other's bodies, leaving trails of kisses as they moved along, but staying away from the pussies while this was going on. Ever so often they'd kiss again and then it would be the turn of the other to go on a journey of discovery. Eventually they were both moaning so much that Chloe decided it was time for action. She straddled Melissa's face and started grinding her pussy in the blonde's face. Melissa responded by running her tongue along Chloe's slit and then tickling her clit. She soon started using her fingers to help her unearth the secret of Chloe's pussy and it wasn't long before she was rewarded by her first gush of pussy cum. She lapped it all up and continued by sucking on Chloe's clit and finger fucking her. 

Chloe leaned forward and spread Melissa's legs. She started lapping up the juices that had already escaped. She spread Melissa's pussy lips wide and started tongue fucking her. Melissa too was ready to cum and generously deposited her juices in Chloe's mouth. The two were now locked between each other's thighs, licking, sucking, tongue fucking and finger fucking each other. Chloe, who was on top, kept grinding her pussy on Melissa's face, fucking her tongue, and Melissa hungrily ate and sucked her PA's pussy. 

They both came again and then Chloe finally lifted her head from Melissa's pussy and smiled as she saw the wet rosy skin. She released Melissa from her pussy and lay down next to her again. They kissed, deeply, sharing their juices and caressing each other once more. Melissa took her tit in hand and started circling one of Chloe's nipples with her own. It made them both moan. 

"Wait a minute," said Chloe and got out of the bed. Melissa watched her tits bounce as she ran into her room. She soon returned with a huge vibrator and a tube of gel. 

"I don't have my strap-on with me," Chloe panted. "But we can fuck each other with this." 

Chloe squirted the lubricant on the thick 8-inch dong and parted the other woman's legs. She lay next to her and kissed her as she slowly inserted the quietly humming rod into Melissa's cunt. Melissa raised her hips to welcome all of it inside her. Once it was all buried, Chloe turned up the vibrations and started massaging Melissa's clit. Melissa came with a guttural groan, but that didn't stop Chloe. She slowly started pulling the vibrator out, feeling how much tighter Melissa's cunt was so soon after cumming. She then started fucking Melissa. 

Melissa moaned and writhed as Chloe fucked her with the vibrating monster. Every time Chloe thrust the artificial cock into her cunt she teased her clit and kissed her on the lips or on the tits. 

"Oh Chloe." she moaned. "I love you!" 

Chloe started sucking Melissa's nipples as she kept fucking her with the vibrator. Her hand was dripping with the juices that had escaped from Melissa's hungry cunt. She was going as fast and as hard as her arm could handle it. Her hand didn't miss a beat as she manoeuvred herself lower and started sucking on Melissa's clit. This proved to be the final straw for Melissa who came with a glass shattering shriek. Chloe quickly pulled out the vibrator and placed her lips at the gaping hole and drank up all the juices. She then kissed her way up Melissa's body and placed her tongue in Melissa's mouth, sharing the sweet juices she'd just lapped up. 

Melissa made Chloe get on her back and then she straddled her PA. She placed the vibrator on her lips and licked off her own juices while playing with Chloe's tits. She rubbed her wet pussy against Chloe's hairless mound. 

"I'm horny again," she announced after a while. 

"Then give me your pussy to play with while you fuck me with the vibrator," Chloe told her. 

Melissa kneeled next to Chloe's face and soon felt the redhead's fingers finding their way inside her hole. She squirted lubricant on the vibrator and Chloe parted her legs in anticipation. Melissa slowly pushed the vibrator inside. Chloe was tighter than she was and it took more work to get it balls deep in her cunt. But Melissa kept teasing Chloe's clit and it wasn't long before the redhead's cunt swallowed the entire shaft. 

Chloe's fingers started fucking Melissa slowly and Melissa mimicked the rhythm with the vibrator in Chloe's cunt. As Chloe's fingers got faster and more demanding, so did the pace that Melissa fucked Chloe with. Her lips homed in on Chloe's clit and she sucked on the throbbing red berry. Melissa had four of Chloe's fingers fucking her cunt with fury when Chloe finally came. Melissa then allowed herself to cum again. 

They licked the vibrator clean between them and kissed some more. Then Melissa pulled the sheet over their sweaty bodies and they fell asleep. Melissa's last thought was that the rest of the conference was going to go by too quickly, but since male bosses managed to fuck their PA's in the office, why shouldn't she?



Business Trip



I first noticed her at the airport in the concession; buying something for a long tedious trip I assumed. I'm a businessman myself and have to travel quite frequently for my work. The first thing I noticed was the fact that she was in a wheelchair. Second thing I noticed was her large breasts accentuated by the fact that she had to be at least 100 pounds overweight. 

I went over to the magazines to scan the selection; mainly the porn available. I just arrived after two stopovers and wanted to relax and have a meal; not necessarily in that order. I already had a room waiting at one of the many hotels near here and would be resuming my flight the next day; providing the weather would stay calm. I had just picked up one of the many selections of porn when she came up next to me.

"Excuse me," she said and smiled at me, "Could you hand me that one five over on your left?" She was pointing to one of the many computer tech magazines available. I felt a bit flustered standing there with a porn magazine in my hand. I reached over and handed her the magazine she had requested, "Thanks. Very few things I want are within my reach." She went over to the cashier, paid and left. I don't know if it's how she said it or the fact that her head was at crotch level that I immediately felt my cock twitch.

For some reason that I couldn't understand; I just couldn't get her face and voice out of my mind. Maybe it was the way she smiled; she had such full luscious lips, or her confidence and independence in the way she handled her disability. I went over and made my purchase, put it in my briefcase and went out in search of a restaurant; you can only take so much fast food.

As luck, or fate, would have it, there was a decent restaurant at this airport. First thing I noticed when I walked in was the blast of cold air; too cold for winter. I figured what the hell; at least I could have a decent hot meal for a change. Second thing I noticed was how unbearably crowded it was. I was scanning the many tables; mostly filled with a single person where they could have seated four or five. Didn't see any available and was dreading walking over to another fast food joint.

"You can join me if you'd like some company?" There she was again with that smile; that face; sitting alone at a table that could seat four.

"Really, I don't bite," and she laughed, "Well, not much." I thought, 'well, better than waiting or fast food' so I walked over to introduce myself.

I put on my best salesmanship stance and stuck out my hand, "Thank you. My name is Gary." She shook my hand; nice solid handshake unlike so many women I'd encountered. She smiled again, "Mine is Mary."

I decided that it was her smile. People always smiled and after a while you got to distinguish all the fake smiles out there. Hers seemed to always generate warmth and affection. Even when the waiter came over to lay a table service for me and hand me the menu, she thanked him warmly like he was a family member and apologized that we had put him through the extra trouble. The waiter returned her smile and then rushed to fill out drink orders.

She noticed me starring intently at her. "Is he a relative of yours?" my curiosity got the better of me. 

He returned almost immediately and sat our glasses down before she could answer. Again she smiled at the waiter, "Antonio, this is my good friend Gary. Gary, this is Antonio. Antonio, would you give us about twenty minutes before we decide. That'll give you time with some of your other customers," and once again she smiled and her voice was full of warmth.

"Yes madam. Anything you wish," said Antonio with a smile as he moved off to other tables.

I took a swallow of my drink and cleared my throat a bit, "Well? Is he a cousin or something?" he didn't even resemble her.

She smiled yet again, "No. I just met him when I came in."

"Then you come here a lot?" my curiosity was still peaked.

"No. This is my first time here."

"I guess I don't understand," she was obviously evading my questions.

She gave a light soft laugh, "You're a salesman, right?"

I didn't recall telling her, but nodded my head.

She tilted her head just a little and resumed smiling, "Trust me on something. Close your eyes for one minute and just listen." I hunched my shoulders. Why not; I had some time to kill. I closed my eyes and listened to the sounds in the restaurant.

"Times up; you can open your eyes now," she was still smiling warmly at me. It made my cock twitch again.

"Okay," I said and reached for another swallow of my drink feeling flustered. I wasn't sure what she was getting at.

"In the time that you listened, did anyone in here call Antonio by his name even though he has told everyone he has seated. Did you hear anyone being polite to him like he was another human being? In fact, has anyone been nice to him at all?" she said stressing her point.

I felt a bit uncomfortable under her observations as I had not even thanked him for returning so quickly with our drinks.

I watched her delicately lift the wine glass and take a small sip; enough to savor the flavor. "Human nature," she said.

"Huh?" I tore my gaze from her hand back to her face.

"Oh, I was just saying that it's human nature. No one in here would want to be treated that way, but they in turn see Antonio as a second class citizen, some kind of domestic servant to be ignored and just ordered around. Revolutions have resulted from such behavior as we have viewed here tonight." She sighed and shook her head. "It's just a matter of the 'Golden Rule' verses 'Human Nature' where human nature is winning.

It was obvious that this woman was quite intelligent; should have guessed with that computer tech magazine. 

She went on, "As a salesman, would you even consider treating a client with such disdain? No, I think not, but who's to say that one day Antonio might be one of the wealthiest men around. Don't you think he would remember how he had been treated? Do you think he just might remember tonight how I treated him?"

I finished my drink and Antonio arrived at the table to take our orders. I remembered to call him by name and thanked him for his time and patience with us. He rushed our orders to the kitchen and brought my refill faster than any service I could remember seeing at other restaurants. This woman knew her stuff.

"So tell me, are you a lawyer or psychiatrist?" I was now trying to figure what she did for a living. 

"No, computers." she responded. "Companies pay me to sit at home and write programs for their computer systems, but let's not talk shop. It can get so dry and boring. Isn't there something else you'd like to ask me?"

Okay; I'm feeling uncomfortable now. Cock is now semi-hard and I just saw that her nipples were quite hard. "Ah, it's rather cool in here. Would you care for my jacket?"

"Do they bother you? It's a natural physical response to a condition. I'll take your jacket if you really wish me to cover myself; if it really makes you too uncomfortable." She smiled with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"Uh, no, I mean they don't bother me at all. I was just concerned that you might be cold is all." Definitely feeling a tightening in my pants; really wanted to touch and suck those hard nipples. Never thought of someone with a disability before; then it hit me. What she had been talking about applied to her too.

I decided to confirm my intuition, "Does it bother you? Human nature; the way others treat someone with your disability?"

"Yes," her eyes suddenly seemed sad. "I've endured more than my share. It seems always harder for females than males."

"How so?" my interest was peaked now. "First, may I ask what your disability is exactly?"

She smiled again, "I'm paralyzed from the waist down; have been since I was 16. Auto accident."

"You were driving?" I asked.

"No. I was a passenger in the back seat. I had just turned 16 and hadn't even had driver's Ed yet." She gave a light laugh, "Hell, I hadn't even dated! My parents were pretty strict."

"Afterwards?" I pressed.

She paused before answering. "Let's just say that no one wanted to date a cripple."

"I can understand how immature high school boys can be like that, but surely college was different?" understanding some of her sadness.

"Yes, college was different. They got crueler." she sighed. "Well, I've endured."

Antonio arrived with our dinners and helped to break the melancholy of the moment. Her warm smile returned and genuine affection. I wondered how I might have endured what she had been through. I was one of those who had placed her as non-existent until I sat and spoke to her.

After Antonio left, I was anxious to resume of conversation. "You said it was harder for females than males. How so?"

"I can only speak from what I've been told and my own experiences; I could be wrong totally for all I know. Are you sure you want to discuss this?" and then she took a bite of her salad.

"Yes, I'm curious what you meant by that."

"I was speaking sexually. My experiences compared to males who are paralyzed that I know. Does it surprise you that we discuss things like comparing our sexual desires and frustrations?" she looked at me point blank.

Total honesty I felt was my best recourse at this point, "Yes, but I guess it would be like jocks comparing their sexual prowess."

She gave a little laugh, "Yes, I guess so. Well, to begin, I have HS."

"Ah, sorry, what's HS?" I inquired.

"It's Hyper Sexuality." I gave her a blank stare and shook my head. "If I used the term 'nympho', would you be more familiar with that?" Nodded my head yes on that, what man didn't know that term.

"Well," she continued, "It's a chemical imbalance which brings on an insatiable sexual appetite. You could say it's in the genetic makeup as I inherited from my Dad."

"And?" I was warming to the subject.

"I was 16, hormones kicking in, HS kicking in and no outlet. Before you say it, 'no' masturbation was not an option as it doesn't satisfy the craving; it only intensifies it."

She had me floored and hot now, "Please continue," I said.

Large sigh, "Well, there's some things that trigger my HS which is why I prefer to work from home. Also, because of the HS, some men find me too intense and I guess they feel threatened sexually that I can match them, and sometimes surpass them, in my sexual desires."

Raging hard on now and could care less about dinner. Here was this extraordinary woman, who had been through only God knew what, talking openly with me about her sexual desires.

Okay, red flag waving in front of bull now. I'm feeling the strain and I'm not sure if she'd feel insulted. "May I ask you something without insulting you?"

She smiled and laughed softly again, "You want to have sex. Isn't that why you bought the porno magazine?"

I know my mouth dropped open. Wow this woman was something else. "How?"

"It's like my body picks up on male pheromones. It's one of those trigger's I'd spoken of. The more excited a male becomes; the more pheromones he secretes. I have smelled your's when you came into the concession. They have intensified since we've been talking and my guess is that you have a hard on right now."

She looked intently into my eyes, "Are you married? Any sexually transmitted diseases?" I shook my head no to each question. "I'm disease clean also and I can't get pregnant; had that fixed. If you wish to use condoms, you may, but they aren't necessary. Now, most important is are you sure? I guess what I'm asking is do you have the stamina for all night sex?"

I didn't even know how I was going to walk out of the restaurant; my hard on was throbbing. I couldn't believe how much I wanted this woman and how much I wanted to please her as well.

"I have a room at the Centaur reserved for me. I just need to grab my bag and hail a cab."

"That won't be necessary. I have a room there also and have already checked in. The front desk is the one that recommended this restaurant to me. I drove over so if you want to collect your luggage, I can drive us both there."

We asked Antonio for the checks; she insisted on paying her own. She tipped Antonio more than customary so I did as well; taking to heart our conversation. I made my way to luggage claim and grabbed my bag and followed her out to parking. 

"I hope you don't mind, but I always tend to park away from the excess traffic." It was a nice car and fully handicapped equipped. We put the bag in the trunk and got in. "I'm just going to let in warm up a bit, okay?"

"Ah, sure that's fine," I was concentrating on trying to get my cock to go down a bit.

The heater started producing some heat and she unbuttoned her coat and removed it. "I don't like to drive with a bulky coat on; too confining." Her seat swiveled and faced mine. "Gary, would you care to kiss me? We haven't even kissed yet."

"I'd like to, but my cock might just explode here on the spot." and I was trying to keep my coat bunched in front of me.

She gave me a warm smile, "Gary. Why don't I take care of that right now? It will get hard again once we're there." Her hand gently moved my coat and hand aside. She unbuckled my belt, undid my pants and unzipped me. She reached into my briefs and released my hard cock. Her hand felt so wonderfully soft and smoothed; pre-cum immediately oozed from the slit. She caught it on her fingers and then sucked them clean.

I twisted around in the bucket seat to face her and scooted more on the edge of the seat so her face was over my cock. The moment she placed her mouth over the head of my cock, I was in heaven. Her mouth was so hot, moist and tight; she moaned sending small vibrations through the head.

I moaned and grabbed her head and forced her down onto my cock. To my surprise, she sucked it all the way down to the base, kept her mouth there and started sucking with intensity. I felt her hand slide under my brief and start massaging my balls. I lost all control and started fucking her mouth with everything I had. Never in my life had I had such a sweet blowjob. It didn't take me long before I started shooting my first load into her mouth. She kept her mouth buried at the base of my cock and kept swallowing until I was spent.

I just leaned against the door panting and looking at her head still in the crotch of my briefs; my cock still in her mouth; warmed by her sweet mouth. I started stroking her hair and calming down. "That was the most ... the best blowjob I have ever had!"

She slowly released my cock from her mouth and gently replaced it in my briefs. She redressed me and laid a hand on my chest. "Thank you. I love the taste of cum and it's been awhile."

What do you say to a woman who has given you the best damn blowjob of your life and she's thanking you for it? I leaned forward cupping her face in my hands and kissed your luscious lips. Our tongues met and fought for dominance as we probed and tasted. My hand caressed down to cup one of her large breasts and pinch her hard nipple. She moaned into my mouth visibly turned on by this foreplay. I was trying to pull her top up when she broke our kiss and held my hand to her.

"Let's get to the hotel where we'll be more comfortable." She smiled again.

I couldn't wait and hoped it wasn't going to take too long. I was already getting excited again.

It was agreed on the way over that I should still check into my own room; companies being the way they are. She asked me not to clean up, but to come to her room as soon as possible. I think I set a record for check in and getting to her room.

She let me in, "I think we'd be more comfortable doing this on the bed." I agreed and she wheeled over to the bed, transferred in and stretched out. 

"The rooms a little cool," I said. "I thought you might already be undressed."

"It'll warm up. I didn't want you to get overheated," and she smiled. "I wasn't sure if you'd want to undress me or not." 

I removed my shoes and joined her on the bed. Stretched out I guessed that we were about the same height. My hand stroked the side of her face and she leaned into my caress. I gazed into her eyes; I now noticed they were brown. Pressed my lips to her luscious lip and took a sweet kiss. She was already breathing hard. "Are you that close?" I asked.

"I'm also multi-orgasmic; I will experience several orgasms before we actually end up fucking. You'll also find that my breasts and nipples are ultra sensitive and will cause me to orgasm as well. I'll have several with you just sucking them." Whoa, cock rock hard again!

"Then go ahead and get undress and I'll do the same. If you're going to orgasm that much, then I will want to lick you and taste your sweet juice."

We both undressed and I lied down next to her again. I resumed kissing her and started to nuzzle her neck; she came. Nothing major; just small orgasms just like she said. By the time I started to seriously suck her nipples and massage her breasts, she was in a constant state of arousal. 

I finally spread her legs and ran a finger along her wet pussy. I brought it to my nose and smelled her; it was like perfume to me. I tasted her and she tasted nice and sweet.

She had explained that she didn't have much feeling there; just sort of patchy here and there. She could feel action on her clit, the top of mound and the pussy lips around her clit. She could feel a cock if it penetrated deeply into her, but not my tongue. She told me to go ahead and lick her though since I enjoyed it; so I did.

She came quite often with my attention to her clit and nipples and I enjoyed sucking and tasting her each time. My cock and been throbbing constantly and I wanted to take it slow. "Gary, please fuck me now," she was breathing hard. 

"I will baby, nice and slow," I said as I slid between her legs.

"No, please Gary, I need a hard fuck right now ... need to get satisfied. PLEASE!!!" 

I lifted her legs and shoved my cock into her hard; my balls slapping up again her soft round ass. 

She moaned loud, "Yes! Gary! Please more! Fuck me hard!!!"

I don't recall how many orgasms she had as I fucked hard in and out of her hot wet pussy. I know that when I finally came, she clinched her vagina muscles around my cock milking every ounce out of me. Her legs might have been paralyzed, but there certainly wasn't anything wrong with her cunt!

We rested a bit in between each time we had sex and I can honestly say that I'd never been with a woman like her before. I told her I traveled a lot and wouldn't mind seeing her again, but she advised against it. I insisted and she finally gave me her address and phone number.

"I'll understand if you change your mind," she said as she cuddled her head and breasts against my chest.

"Lady, that's not going to happen," I said as I hugged her closer to me. "I don't know what kind of assholes you've known, but I'm not like that. I know a good thing when it comes along. You're the real thing."



Business Trip



I was out of town on a business trip and was settled into my hotel room. After a hard day of meetings I decided it was time to unwind. Never going anywhere without my sexy clothes I began to get dressed. I was going to head to a local bar and have some drinks, maybe see what fun I can get into. I brought some really sexy stuff for this trip, but first needed to get my make up ready. I applied it painstakingly with dark eye liner and charcoal eye shadow. I put a little bit of blush on my high cheekbones and then some sexy charcoal lipstick. Next I put in my large hoop earrings and slide my fingers into several rings. Then I added some bracelets and a choker before putting on my red wig. Impressed with the results I went to get my slim body dressed. I have a very slight build for a man which helps me to pass when I am dressed. At 5'7" tall I'm not too tall and I weigh in at a slim 140 lbs. Add to that my sexy firm but round ass and I have the guys drooling. My body is shaved completely smooth and I have a belly and nipple rings. God I love to have my nipples sucked and played with, it makes me hard when a sexy guy does that. 

I began dressing as I always do, rolling my thigh high stockings up my legs. I went with black tonight to match my short leather dress I was planning on wearing. Next I slid into a sexy black bra, it is purely for getting me and my men aroused as I don't stuff my self. I like the look I have with little tits that the guys can rub and get me all hot with. Finally I slipped into my black boy shorts and tucked my little girl cock in hiding. Stepping to the closet I took my dress off the hanger and stepped into it, slowly I pulled it up my body and drew the zipper up. As it closed the dress took the form of my feminine body, hugging every curve and leaving little to the imagination. With my heels in front of me I stepped on in buckling the ankles one by one. I was ready as I looked at myself in the mirror. I rubbed my hands over my sexy leather dress that came just below my stockings. I grabbed my purse and room key and was out the door.

I strutted down the hall to the elevator, as I pressed the button a man came from his room and walked up. He looked me up and down as he folded his hands in front of him.

The gentleman broke the silence, "Big date?"

I glanced at him with my ultra stuck up bitch look, "No, just going for a drink."

"Well you look too good to be going alone."

This guy was not getting the hint, "I won't be alone for long."

The elevator doors opened and he placed his hand out for me to step in first. Well at least he had manners. He stepped in behind me and pressed the button for the lobby. I stared ahead as the elevator dropped to its destination. As the doors opened he spoke again grabbing my hand.

"Well if you don't find that someone stop by my room, I love girls like you." 

I stepped out and looked in my hand; it was a piece of paper with his room number on it. I thought about it as a good option if things did not work out. He was not bad to look at, no movie star but I could definitely get into sucking him. I walked out of the hotel to my car and climbed in. I have been to this particular bar before and have had some good luck so I was hopeful things would work out this time as well. 

I got to the bar just before 9:30 and there was a fairly light crowd as I stepped up to the bar. I could feel some eye's on me as I climbed onto the stool and crossed my stocking covered legs. The bartender, a short older man with the look of Archie Bunker walked up with the typical towel on his shoulder to get my order. I asked for my usual Appletini. He began to make my drink as I surveyed the bar. It was lit low with accent lights along the walls and slim little pendants that hung over the booths. As I scanned to the end of the bar my drink was placed in front of me. I fished out some cash and laid it on the bar, I noticed a sexy guy at the far end looking in my direction, when I caught his eyes he smiled at me. I picked up my drink and took a sip from it, mmm it was good. He was sexy and appeared in good shape. Probably about 6'2" tall with dark brown hair, his dark eyes smoldered as he looked at me. He had a sexy masculine face and was very well dressed. I picked up the apple slice from my drink and began to rub it across my lips. Slowly pushing it past them before pulling it out, all the while staring at this Adonis. 

He needed no further invitation as he picked up his drink and walked up to me asking if he could have a seat. I motioned for him to sit and continued to stare at him. He introduced himself as Chris and I told him I was Katie, we sat and talked for a good long while. It was not the typical dick sucking want to get into my dress after five minutes conversation. It was more like first date getting to know you. It was sweet and I liked it. As we talked he knew I was a cross dresser and while he had never been with one, he did admit he was curious. His naive nature was very attractive and very sexy. He bought me my drinks as we talked, his hand on my thigh touching my stockings and moving up and down. My stocking tops were exposed at this point but I didn't care. I was getting really excited. I laughed at his jokes and touched his chest as we continued our flirting. As time passed and I got more and drunk I excused myself to go to the "little girl's room." 

I finished in the ladies room and was applying some more lipstick when the door opened up. It was Chris and he locked it behind him. Without talking Chris walked up to me a wrapped his strong arms around me. Pressing me against the counter he put his lips to mine and invaded my mouth with his tongue. The shy gentleman from the bar was transformed into a lust filled machine and I could not wait to reap the benefits. His hands roamed over my body as his tongue moved inside my mouth with his. My hands moved down to his pants and I began to unbuckle them and slide inside. I got my first feel of his hard cock and knew I had to have it inside of my mouth. Our kiss broke and we were both breathing heavy as I dropped to my knees. His cock was free and he stood before me staring down as I placed it to my lips. There was already a drop of pre-cum on the end and I rubbed it against me, tasting his manly fluid. His cock was incredible and very hard. As I held it in my hands I gently stoked him up and down as I teased it with my mouth. I still had not put it in me, I wanted to savor it. Chris continued to moan as I slowly and deliberately worked his cock. Finally giving into my own desires I pushed him into my mouth. It filled me up pushing my jaw to its limits. His cock was not too long but it was thick, I knew it would feel wonderful in my boy pussy. I allowed him to slide in and out of my lips as I held them tight to his soft skin. His thick cock worked in and out of my mouth as I moaned in a low sexy tone. As I did, I kept a hand on his rod and one massaging his tight balls. 

I pulled his cut cock from my mouth and began to run my tongue up and down its full length before plunging it back between my lips. My lipstick was wearing off as Chris watched my expert sucking in the large bathroom mirror as he talked dirty to me. He began calling me his slut and sexy girl, telling me he was going to blow his cum in my mouth. This only encouraged me further as I increased my tempo and pressure on the underside of his cock. Chris liked this as he grabbed my head and began to push his cock deep into my throat, pressing it to the back and gagging me. I had never deep throated before but always tried, well Chris was determined as his cock continued to gag me. I would take a deep breath before he drove back into me. Relaxing my throat he pushed past my gag reflex into my throat. My nose was buried into his pubic hair as he held my head in place before letting go. My hands were on his hips and eyes watered as he made his second successful attempt into me. I was able to deep throat him and had no clue how I was doing it. The fourth time he drove into me he held me tight and began to shoot his cum down my gapping throat. It just slid down as my neck muscles massaged his cock. He pulled out still shooting ropes of cum into my mouth. I swallowed every drop as his cock finally subsided. 

Chris looked down at me as I cleaned his cock off of the remaining cum. I gave a few last licks as I pulled myself up and planted a big kiss on his lips. We walked out of the ladies room back to the bar and our drinks. Archie Bunker behind the bar just gave a coy smile as we touched and talked like nothing had happened. Chris was still glowing from the cock sucking he just received. I decided it was time to go and looked in my purse for my keys. That was when I noticed the room number given to me in the elevator. I had a wicked idea and quickly invited Chris to my hotel room for some more fun and surprises. I asked if he wanted to have me in a threesome, his eyes go big and he quickly agreed. I gave him my hotel, room number and key as I walked out and he took care of the bill.

I arrived at the hotel ahead of Chris and hurried up to my floor. I knocked on the door to my elevator friend. The door opened and he looked surprised to see me. I asked if he was interested in fucking me in a threesome with another guy, he was not as enthusiastic but when I reached out and began stroking his cock he could not resist. I led him down the hall to my room and pulled him into it. We were making out heavy when he broke the kiss and asked my name. I told him and he smiled, and then introduced himself as James. James was an average looking guy, not ugly but not hot like Chris. He was about 5'10"; he had a short military type haircut and surprisingly strong arms. 

James began to strip and before I knew it he was laying on the bed naked with his cock sticking up. It was not as thick as Chris but was just as long. It was covered in veins and had a bit of a curve to it. I stood by the bed and took off my tight dress for him. I then crawled over the bed letting my wig trace over his legs as I got ever closer to his engorged cock. James had his head propped up on a pillow and watched me intently. As my mouth reached his cock I let out a long hot breath over his dick, this caused it to jump. While holding myself up with both arms I licked up the length of his shaft and tasted the salty skin. I kissed his cock head before sliding the length into my mouth. This was the second cock I had in my mouth in the last two hours, and if all went well I would be getting my ass plowed soon enough. James' cock was alive in my mouth reacting to every slight lick, suck or slurp. My mouth slid up and down his shaft as the door opened and Chris walked in. He stripped down immediately and walked over to the bed. His hands grabbed my panties and he slid them down my legs exposing my smooth ass. Chris put his warm mouth over my ass and began to lick my tight hole. 

I moaned around the cock that was in my mouth as his tongue licked and darted in and out of my boy pussy. My lust continued to grow and I ravaged James' cock like a slut in heat. Chris moved his hand under me and grabbed my cock; he slowly began rubbing my cock clit back and forth. Here I was on my hands and knees in a black bra, stockings and heels in a hotel room as I sucked on a hard cock and got my ass rimmed and clit stroked. Can you say heaven? My mouth was squeezing James and tongue circled his cock as he was deep in my mouth. I pulled my mouth off of him and sat up. I pulled Chris up and told him where my lube was. He lost no time in jumping up and retrieving it. He came back to my ass as my mouth got back to work on the cock before me. I rode my tongue up and down that shaft as Chris slide his large fingers into me. He fucked my ass with his fingers again causing me to moan around James' cock. 

When I was good and lose I let Chris know and begged him to fuck me. James was very hot and talking dirty as Chris slide into me. It took me a moment to get used to the girth of his cock. But slowly I did and he began to push further into me. His cock felt fantastic inside of me and I found it hard to concentrate on the blowjob I was working on. Chris held my hips and drove deep into me, my mouth working James and his curved dick. I licked and sucked him as the spit and pre-cum built up in my mouth. I would stop sucking every once in a while and lick my lips as I jerked his cock. Chris was fucking me and I was blowing James for a good five minutes when my guys got the idea to lay me on my back with my head over the side of the bed. 

I was on my back and put my legs on the shoulders of Chris as my head hung over the side of the bed. Chris pushed his cock back into me and James entered my mouth. I was pretty much at their mercy as each slid their cock in and out of my slut holes. I was being pushed in each direction with the thrust of each guy. They grunted and moaned as they fucked me hard. I was also moaning around the cock sliding in and out of me. James was the first to reach orgasm as he pulled out of my mouth and began shooting cum all over my face and chest. I was rubbing my nipples and squeezing my ass as his cum splattered on me. Suddenly as the last drops were falling on my Chris pulled out and began jacking his cock. The first shot hit my chin and neck. Cum dropped all over my stomach covering my belly ring and filling my belly button. Chris grunted as he squeezed the remaining drops out of his well used cock. I felt so dirty as I rubbed the cum from the two men into my skin. 

I grabbed my girl cock and began rubbing it. I was going to add to the loads of cum already dumped on me. The men watched intently as I rubbed my clit and my breathing quickened. My legs were stiff as the feeling rose from my little balls and up my shaft. My cum started flying over my belly splattering all over my stomach and up onto my bra. Exhausted my hand dropped as I was on my back panting. James began to dress and was out the door while I was still recovering. Chris put his lips to mine and tenderly kissed me, sliding his tongue into my mouth. I put my arms around his neck and moaned into his mouth. 



Business Trip



This is the story of my 2nd guy I had sex with. To read about my first, please look up my first story, "My First Guy: Cherry Busting".

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It had been 8 years since Gerry and I hooked up. We fucked and sucked each other on and off for about 2 years. Then I moved north 150 miles and we kinda lost touch.

I got married and got a good job. We even became swingers and played around with other couples. I kept my bisexuality to myself and didn't tell my wife. 

After 8 years of my "gay" celibacy, I was really craving cock. The small town that we lived in was not known for its gay night life and the closest gay bar was about 60 miles away. 

I tried to use my wife's vibrators on myself with mild success. Once I even tried to blow a drunken hitch hiker, but he was way too trashed and he couldn't get it up no matter how I sucked his dick and balls. 

I finally got my chance when the company I worked for sent out of town. It was a 3 day trip and I knew from the moment my boss told me I was going that I would be taking advantage of that time to get reacquainted with another mans cock.

I arrived into town, checked into the motel, and called my wife letting her know I made it in okay. I then went to an adult bookstore that I had passed, and bought a local lifestyle mag. 

In it was an ad from a guy with his phone #. He described him self as 32 years, 6'3 with a swimmers build, and black hair. He further described himself as having a 7 inch cock, being very oral and a "top". I called him and we chatted for a few minutes. He agreed to meet with me. Not having anything to eat yet, we agreed meet at a coffee shop and have dinner. 

His name was Mike. I swear the guy looked like Freddy Mercury! We chatted for a while and he asked me back to his house. Looking at my watch and seeing it only 8:30, I said sure. 

I followed him home. There he made me a drink; we both sat on his couch we talked awhile more. He asked if I wanted to watch some porn. I said sure. He sat right next to me and as we watch one man give another man a blow job, Mike started to rub my cock threw my jeans. I returned the favor. We looked at each other and the clothing started to come off. 

He had an awesome looking dick and I wanted to taste it so I sat him down on one side the couch and laid down with my face in his lap and sucked him. As I did so, Mike rubbed the back on my neck, back and the crack of my ass. I parted my legs more vey time his fingers touched my crack. Mike was really good and hard. Sensing what I really wanted, Mike asked if I wanted him to fuck me in the ass. Taking my mouth off his cock, all I could say was "please do". 

Mike got up went to his bedroom and came back with ky jelly a condom and a sheet. He had me lay on the floor after spreading the sheet down. That's when he went to town on my ass! 

He licked my asshole for along time, then lubed up a finger with the ky and eased it into my ass hole. God, did it feel good. He played with my ass adding more ky as he needed. When he thought I was lubed up enough, it he pulled my ass up so I was in "doggie position" and got his big cock in position and entered slowly. The pain was almost more than I could bear. But he took it real slow and I relaxed. He got into a really good rhythm after a good 10 minutes. I stopped him and grabbed a pillow off the couch. I laid on my back side, put the pillow under my ass and grabbed my legs and spread them. Mike took his cue and reentered me. 

As he fucked me, I felt one of Mike's hands kneading the excess ky onto my cock and balls . He couldn't take much more. He was able to keep it going for about another 5 minutes by stopping and restarting. My mind was lost in a haze of pleasure. Mike really started to speed up then pulled his dick out of my ass and slid the condom off. He shot his load all over my chest, belly and cock. The warm fluid felt great as it ran over the top of my body. 

I then started to really jack myself off and came shooting up in the air and onto my body as well, mixing my sperm with his. 

He placed his cock up against mine and we milked both of them of all the cum. 

With it getting around midnight, Mike offered to have me stay the night. I was tempted. I really wanted to have another shot with him in the morning, but I had an early morning meeting that I couldn't miss. I got dressed, and was ready to leave when I looked down at Mike's lonely cock peaking out of his bath robe. I meant to only bend down to kiss it goodnight as a joke, but I ended up wrapping my mouth around it again. After about 15 minutes of trying, he finally exploded in my mouth. With that done, we kissed goodnight and I went back to my motel room. The car seat reminded me of how sore my ass was after a couple miles of driving, but all that did was put a smile of satisfaction on my face.

I never saw Mike again, but the flood gates opened for me. There would not be another 8 year drought again and volunteered for ever out of town detail that my company had. 



Business Trip



Though I am only 25 there are very few things that stand out in my memory anymore. Though brief in its run, I've led an exceptionally busy life, and singling out specific moments in time is hard to do. But there is a very special night in my life that I will never forget. That's the night that I met Carry.

Now Carry is not exactly supermodel quality...but she is definitely attractive. I should say that Carry is a beautiful girl. Inside and out she is a gorgeous woman; about 5'5" brown hair, green eyes, beautiful smile, great tits and a spectacular ass. On top of all that she is a wonderful human being with a great sense of humor and a grasp of sarcasm that rivals my own. In all aspects this woman is perfect.

Anyone who has known me for even a day knows that I have been with a lot of women and you are probably asking why this one girl stands out more than others. Well the explanation is very simple. 

You see, Carry and I met at work a few years back. We were good friends. We used to go to lunch together twice a week...talk about our relationships, nothing special. But strangely our friendship stayed in the office. We never exchanged numbers and never hung out away from work. When I would see her at the bars she would never acknowledge that I was there. It went on like this for years. 

Until one day we had to fly to L.A. to give this big sales pitch to a potential client. Now this was a multi-billion dollar client, so the boss wanted his very best team on the pitch. Well that happened to be Carry and I. So 8 hours and two first class tickets later we arrived at Los Angeles International Airport.

When we walked into the pick-up area to get a cab to the hotel, there was this short stout little man about 40 years old holding a sign with our names on it. When we approached him he explained that his boss (our potential raise and promotion) had arranged for the car and had changed our reservations for two rooms at a Motel 6 to one Hilton suite. 

Naturally we were shocked at the generosity of someone we had never met; and followed the little man with a sustained look of awe on our faces. After what seemed to be a decade of rush hour traffic on the freeway, we arrived at the front door to the Hilton. The driver gave us instructions on the reservation, told us that we had the room for 1 week and that any and all room service would be taken care of. We could only look at each other in amazement. The driver further explained that he would be here at 10 am on the dot and expected us to be waiting on the steps for his arrival. We acknowledged the driver and retrieved our luggage out of the trunk. 

When we arrived at the front desk to retrieve our room key, we realized that the driver had said one suite for one week. We were only supposed to be there for two days. And further more, why had this man arranged for only one room with one bed? I pondered this situation all the way up to the room. That's when I forgot about the quandary all together. The elevator went straight to the room. When the doors to the elevator opened I could hardly breathe. The room itself was in immaculate condition, and was far more luxurious than I could have ever imagined. It was like something out of the Lives of the Rich and Famous.

The bed was big enough to fit not just us but at least three other people on it comfortably. There were three very expensive couches, two sofas and a love seat, which looked to be at least 100 years old; a beautiful mahogany table in the center of the couches, and a small round mahogany table next to the door with a basket for your keys. The bathroom was something out of a dream. There was a huge king sized tub that was like a small hot tub. The counters around the sink area were made of marble. The lighted mirrors took up one whole wall. This whole room was like a playground for sex. Too bad I wasn't going to get an opportunity to test it out. 

We had made the silent mutual agreement that she would have the bedroom and I would sleep on the couch. No big deal, it wouldn't be the first couch I'd ever slept on. Though quite possibly the most comfortable.

While I was showering I couldn't help but get the feeling that someone was watching me through the semi clear shower curtain. But every time I looked towards the door there was no one there. 

I finished showering and got dressed and got the couch set up for bed. Carry walked into the bathroom for her turn in the shower. While I was making up the couch I found myself overcome with the urge to go peek at Carry in the shower. Normally I would have done my best James Bond to get a glimpse of that perfect body...but something held me back. I think it may have been decency. Either way I went to bed instead of indulging my inner pervert.

In the morning we got up early, showered, dressed and ate and where downstairs waiting for the driver as instructed. He arrived right at 10 am just like he said he would. We drove to the other side of town to his employers' residence in the hills. It was impressive both in size and design. We were led into Mr. Wallace's office where we found a man of about 60 sitting in a leather chair that was about twice his size. We all shook hands and he asked us if the accommodations where to our liking.

Carry replied with a polite but brief, "Mr. Wallace, they are more than we need. We would have been fine at the Motel 6. But thank you for your generosity." 

"And Mr. Colyer, was the couch comfortable enough for you?"

I was shocked by this question and wondered how he could have know that I slept on the couch. Unfortunately my mouth got a head of my thought process and out slipped a coy little, "How could you have known that I slept on the couch Mr. Wallace?"

His response caught me off guard more so than his question:

"Well Mr. Colyer, I assumed that you are a gentleman and would not want to impede the privacy of Ms. Jones. So I naturally assumed that you slept on the couch."

I could say nothing. What could I say, except, "Well if that is the case Mr. Wallace, yes the couch was very comfortable."

After that we all started working on getting Mr. Wallace to invest his money in our firm, which proved to be quite a challenge. We were there until about 7 pm when we finished dinner and were driven back to the Hilton. Where we showered alone and went to bed without much conversation.

This was the routine for the next 5 days that we were there: get up, shower, dress, eat, pick up, work, drop off, shower, bed. But the night before we were supposed to leave we convinced Mr. Wallace to invest in our firm. We were on cloud 9, we were about to get a fat raise and a promotion with a company car! We had to go out and celebrate. 

When we got back to the room we took our separate showers and got dressed and called a cab to take us out to a nice little bar to celebrate. That is when things started to change in our relationship. 

We had a few drinks and began to discuss our usual topics; past relationships, sex, memories from our past; our usual lunchtime conversation. As the night went on I noticed that we kept getting closer and closer to each other. After about 5 drinks each we were sitting next to each other with our hands on each others legs. In the middle of our 7th drink she said something that I wasn't expecting.

"Jacob, I want you to know that my feelings for you go much farther than just a friendly co-worker. For the last 2 years I've waited for you to become single long enough for me to make a move. I want to be with you Jacob...and I want it bad. I dream about making love to you every night, and for the last week I've been watching you shower. Please don't freak out."

All I could do for a moment was stare at her and blink. I couldn't believe that a woman of her caliber wanted me. Not just for some raunchy one night stand, but for an actual relationship. The only thing that I could say to her was:

"Let's go back to the room and make some of those dreams of yours come true."

Fuck me that was cheesy. I can't believe I just said that to her. That right there is the kind of pick up line you use in a dive bar with a girl that has been staring at you all night. I half expected her to slap me. Instead I got this:

"You call the cab and I will get our coats."

Holy shit; this is actually going to happen. That is all I can remember thinking. It ran over and over in my head like a broken record. Then something really unexpected happened; she kissed me. Not a 'you're a one night stand and I'm going to make out with you right now' kind of kiss; but a real honest to god kiss. The kind of kiss you give to someone that you are in love with. And that's when it hit me...that is how I was kissing her back. It wasn't her kissing me like that...it was all me. I was really in love with Carry.

Why hadn't I noticed it earlier? Was I just to caught up in all the meaningless one night stands? Whatever the reason, it didn't matter anymore. I wanted to tell her right then and there, but I didn't want to scare her off. I decided that I would wait until later to tell her. How much later I wasn't sure.

So it had come to this...I was waiting outside for a cab, holding on to a woman who I was up until about 5 minutes before hand sure was just a friend; getting ready to back to our room to 'Make some of those dreams come true'. What the hell had just happened?

The cab finally showed up and we climbed in without letting go of each others hands; sat down and told the driver where to go. We looked at each other briefly and kissed one more time. It didn't seem to last that long, but when we finally looked up the driver had stopped in front of the hotel and was waiting for us to pay. I shelled out the 18 dollars and hurried out to grab Carry's hand. We walked hand in hand to the elevator that led to our room and waited. While we stood there Carry leaned her head on my shoulder and put her other hand across my belly and if it were something she had been doing for ages.

The elevator arrived, the doors opened and we got in; still walking hand in hand. The whole way up we said nothing, we just stood there holding hands. When the elevator got to our room, the coats hit the floor and we proceeded towards the bedroom with our lips locked in a deep kiss the entire time. 

The doors stood open and the path to the bed was clear. I picked her up and walked forward with her as she wrapped her legs around my waist. The sensation of her body heat so close to mine sent chills up my spine and set my heart on fire. I felt as if I would drop her if this feeling kept up like this. 

There was another sensation that I was not immediately aware of...at least not until she softly whispered in my ear, "Well this is going to be quite enjoyable."

It appears that my spine was not the only part of me that was experiencing chills. By this time my cock had risen to full strength and was pressing very firmly at the zipper of my slacks. It was begging to be set free. It had already found its way to the right area as it pressed itself firmly against Carry's pussy lips.

I set her down on the bed and began to unbutton her blouse whilst I slowly kissed along the length of her slender neck. Once I got her blouse off I urged her up to the head of the bed and began to kiss from her collar bone to her belly button. I went slowly, taking in the taste and smell of her. 

I undid her skirt and slid down to the floor so that she was wearing only her bra and panties. I kissed across her panty line and down over her soft cotton thong along the line of her sweet little cunt. Taking in the smell of her very essence; anticipating how sweet it was going to taste when I had my tongue rolling slowly down in between the lips of her pussy.

I kissed my way back up her to her ample breasts as she let out a slightly disappointed moan. I gently slid my hand under her back to undue her bra and raised her skin closer to my lips as I kissed between her tits. Once I got her bra off I had to pause for a moment and marvel at the sheer perfection of her breasts. They were like something you see in a men's magazine, just without all of the silicone. After the moment of admiration I gently took up one of her nipples in my mouth and began to softly suckle at her perfect breast.

After a few moments of indulgence I began to kiss my way back down her stomach to her panty line. I kissed along her panty line while I slowly removed her panties. Hearing the little moans of ecstasy escape her mouth urged me to just rip them off and drop my pants right there and fuck her senseless. But that isn't what I really wanted. I was going to take my time and make love to Carry. I thought that maybe I could express my feelings for her with this act. 

So instead of just tearing into her...I gently removed her panties and kissed down over her pussy lips till I was over her wet little hole. I slowly pushed my tongue as far into her as I could, causing her to gasp with surprise and pleasure. I then slowly slid my tongue back up to her clit staying in between her lips the whole time. The taste of her was absolutely divine. It's what I would imagine and angel would taste like. And her scent consumed every last part of my being. It nestled itself into my soul and laid rest there. 

She moaned with ecstasy as I made the trip from her clit to her hole at least 10 more times. I started to kiss all around her clit occasionally rolling my tongue in circles around her clit making her writhe in pleasure. I took her clit between my lips and began gently sucking on it while I slid two fingers deep into her throbbing cunt, rotating them to touch every wall that I could. This started her on the journey towards the edge of orgasm. It didn't take much after that...a little more licking...a little more sucking...and a little more finger fucking and she was there. Her back arched pushing her perfect breasts towards the canopy on the bed. Her eyes rolled back into her head as if she were trying to see the pleasure running through her body. Her pussy became a vice; gripping tightly onto the two fingers that were still pressed deep into her massaging the walls of her heavenly cunt. She let out a moan that sounded as if she wanted the whole world to know that she was cuming.

When she was finished, she pulled my fingers out and picked my head up and kissed me deep. So deep it seemed as if she was trying to taste my soul. When our lips parted it was as if a part of my heart went with her. She looked me dead in the eyes and said, "It's your turn sweetheart."

She stood up in front of me, teasing me with the smell of fresh cum drifting from her beautiful pussy. She stood me up and slowly removed my shirt while she teased my lips with her tongue. I wanted another of her angelic kisses, and she knew it and was effectively using that fact against me. 

Once she had removed my shirt and tossed it to the side she turned me towards the bed...but she didn't push me onto it. She left me standing and started to kiss down my chest; pausing momentarily suck on my nipples. She then continued down to my waist line and proceeded to kiss across the line of pants. She returned to the center and daftly undid the button with her teeth, and then pulled down the zipper. She did all this with only her teeth. Needless to say, I was astonished. I'd never seen anyone undo my pants with only their teeth. It showed me that whatever else was coming was going to be exquisite.

She pulled down my pants with her hands and put her mouth on just the tip of my cock and blew hot air onto it though my boxers. That also was a first; I wasn't quite sure what to think when she did it. But when she did it the second time I knew that I enjoyed it thoroughly. After the second time she then pulled my boxers off and ran her tongue along the underside of my cock from base to tip. I could barely stand. 

She gave me a gentle shove and I fell onto the bed with only a slight bounce. She knelt down between my legs and began to slowly run her tongue in circles around the tip of my hard cock. The sensation of pleasure ran from my toes to the top of my skull. I felt it all over. Like a wave of heat crawling through my body. This time I was the one arching my back, moaning, and rolling my eyes into my head.

If she was this good without putting my cock in her mouth, then this wasn't going to last long. Just as I finished my thought she put damn near all of my cock into her mouth. She had a firm grip around the base of my cock with right hand and slid both her head and her hand up and down in unison. The sensation was intense; after only a few minutes of her sliding my cock in and out of her mouth I was on the brink of cuming myself. But she was really good at this. She knew I was about to cum, so instead of finishing the job, she finished it off with one good lick along the underside; once again going from base to tip. 

"Oh no baby...you're not done yet." She cooed as she stood me up.

She then crawled up the bed and then lay on her back. She looked straight into my eyes and said something I never thought I would hear from any woman.

"I want you to get over here and show me how you feel about me. If you love me like your eyes say you do; then make me feel it. Or if you are too scared to admit what your eyes are telling everyone...feel free to fuck me senseless like you would any other of your little flings. Either way, you need to make use of that cock of yours. I want you to fill me with it. I want to feel every inch of you inside of me. Come on Jacob, why are you hesitating? Scared?"

After the shock of what she had just said wore off, I crawled up the bed until I was hovering just above her. I looked deep into her beautiful green eyes and said:

"I love you Carry...but you already knew that. I'm not going to deny any more. Tonight, and for as many nights as you will allow me to...I'm going to make love to you."

With that, I slowly slid my cock into her aching pussy, pushing myself all the way into her. She gasped as I hit the back wall and continued to push a little bit further. The sensation I felt was unlike anything I had ever experienced in my life. It was almost as if I belonged there. I never wanted to pull out of her.

But there was work to be done. I was inside of a beautiful woman and I needed to make the most of it. She would cum at least one more time before I was done. And I was going to take my time with this. I didn't know when I would get another chance like this; maybe never. I would impress.

I started slowly, sliding gently in and out of her magnificent pussy. I pushed a little deeper each time, until each time I went in I hit the back of her tight little pussy. I kept that up for what seemed an eternity. Just enjoying the feeling of making love to her, soaking up the intense feelings that came with making love to someone I really did love. As if the sensation wasn't enough, the moans and faces she made that accompanied each of my deep, gentle thrusts was more than I could have asked for. 

I gently lifted her legs and swung them across my body so that I could lay behind her and continue while I held her close to me. It happened so much smoother than any transition that I had ever mad during sex. What's more, it was perfect. Like our bodies were meant to fit together like that. Like two pieces of large puzzle that have just found each other. It was sheer perfection embodied in our moments of our sexual expression of love. 

After 20 minutes more I could take it no longer; as I started to pull out she reached one arm back to hold me in and said, "No...I want to feel you cum. I want to feel it pulsing into my body. Please Jacob...cum in me."

I couldn't deny her something so simple. I wanted to give her everything she asked for, and this was as easy as it gets. She was asking me to succumb to a natural urge. So I did; I kept it up until I could feel the pulses of orgasm building in my stomach. With a few more thrusts I was there. I felt cum rushing through my hard cock pushing to escape the confines of my body. 




Business Trip



I exploded inside of the warmth of her pussy. She let out a gasp and arched her back and moaned,"Oh Jacob..."

We made love several more times throughout the night. We stopped only to eat, smoke, and use the bathroom. It was the single best night of my life. We stayed up to watch the sunrise and then showered together and made love one more time. 

We packed up our things and held onto each others hands as if we would never see each other again if we let go. We rode the whole way to the airport cuddling and making out like high school kids. 

I'm very happy to say that about 6 months later I married that woman. We have been happily married for 8 years now, and our sex life is just as intense now as it was then. In a way I think Mr. Williams was somehow behind the start of our relationship. I've never had the chance to ask him though. 

I don't know how I went so long without this woman. She is my entire world, and she as me wrapped around her little finger. What's more, she knows it and does exploit it from time to time. But I couldn't be happier.



Business Trip



Author Notes: This is a work of fiction; people and events take place only in the mind of BobNbobbi and nowhere else. As story, Business trip has no before or after; what you see here is all there is. There is also no consideration of why or of consequences. Those who do not care for the theme wife and lover other than husband will really not care for this story. I suggest moving on to other author's stories. Some will suggest that this is not a Loving Wives story and should be posted in Fetish or IR. The principle characters are generic John and Mary, a married couple, and there is nothing at all in the story that even hints at them not being a loving couple. Loving Wives seems to be the correct category. For any who remain after these notes and continue to read please enjoy yourself.

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"Why don't you take both computers with you on this trip, John? You'll be gone all week; I'll email a picture of me every night to help you sleep."

"Hey, that's a great idea, Mary , sleeping in a hotel room in Detroit by myself won't seem so bad if I have a fresh picture of you every night to dream about."

"I'll send a new one at ten, and I will still call about eleven so we can tell each other goodnight." John kissed Mary for her thoughtfulness, finished packing, and left for the airport with a smile on his face.

SUNDAY NIGHT

By eight-thirty that evening, John was checked in, finished with dinner, and in his room scanning TV channels. He had his personal laptop connected, the internet access in the hotel worked great. At ten-fifteen he checked his email; Mary was reliable. He blew a kiss at the screen as he opened the email. Out loud he talked to himself, "Oh yeah!" This is going to be a fun week instead of lonely. Mary is such an imaginative woman; I do love having a sexy wife.

Wow, what a sexy nightgown, I like that sexy black, look how her boobs almost fall out. That's a great picture. It didn't bother John at all to talk out loud to himself; for the week to come he was going to be his only company except for the emails from his wife. He closed his eyes for a moment and was standing behind Mary at her vanity. He could look down from above and behind and see her fiddling with makeup. Tubes and jars adorned her space, oh yes, there was her BP case too; the photograph showed it clearly. John could see the empty spaces where the pills were gone, had been swallowed. A date and time stamp in the lower corner showed the picture was taken this Sunday evening, about an hour ago. Oct 2, 2008 - 9:23 pm. John could see Mary putting a fresh coat of lipstick on lush lips; her lips looked red and juicy. She must have done her nails earlier; I can tell that's a new color. The Sunday spot in the pill wheel was empty.

John was still admiring Mary, looking at details on the photograph when the phone rang beside his bed. "Hi sweetie, I was just looking at the picture you sent; you had a great idea this time, I love you."

"It came through okay, I'm glad? We can have fun this week, a way to be together. You can watch me every night in our bedroom."

"It will almost be like having you with me, I'll bet I sleep well every night on this trip."

"Do you have some lube with you? I want you to strip, lube your cock, and stroke it for me darling. I want to hear you cum." Soon Mary got her wish. She could hear the slap, slap, slap sound of John's hand on his lube slicked cock. A long ahhhh sound followed by a louder Yes signaled her husband's final spasm. "Goodnight sweetie, I love you. Have pleasant dreams of me all night in your hotel bed." The phone clicked off and John did sleep with pleasant dreams.

MONDAY NIGHT

Monday working was busy for John but by nine-thirty he was showered, wearing the hotel robe, and waiting for Mary's email. A few minutes after ten Mary's email showed in his inbox. The text of the mail was simple: Hi sweetie, I hope you enjoy these as much as last night. Wish you were here, Mary. This time she sent two pictures.

John opened the first; it had today's 7:28 pm time stamp he noticed. Mary was once more at her vanity. She was obviously undressing after work. John thought she would be getting ready to shower, her normal routine. She looks really sexy in bra and panties with her skirt and blouse beside her on her vanity. I love the look over her shoulders thing; Mary is blowing me a kiss through the camera, a kiss and a wave. This is a good, sexy, friendly picture, I really like this picture; it is sweet, just like Mary, sweet.

Mary must be just out of her shower when she took this one. Yeah, forty-three minutes later than the first, I can still see a few drops of water on her shoulder. John just stared at his wife on the computer screen for a minute. That white baby doll nightie I bought a year ago looks really sexy on her; it's so sheer I can see through it. Mary isn't wearing the panties that go with it, not yet anyway. I can see her boobs in the mirror. She must be putting new makeup on just for the picture. This picture is great; I will tell her that when she calls.

Her lips are so red; they look juicy red in the picture. I can see them clearly in the mirror. I know what I would like to do with Mary's lips right now, what I would like to put right dead center between them. I can see her dark nipples in the mirror too; they look so tasty suckable.

Suddenly John saw something and spoke aloud again, "Wait a second, what is that in the background? Damn that mirror, I can't quite tell."

It looked to John like a guy was taking the picture, he could see the camera. What is going on here? Is that a brown shirt he is wearing? No, damned, that is his skin, that is a black man taking a picture of my wife. She is almost naked and a black MAN is in OUR bedroom taking a picture of HER. Mary just sent that picture to me; she sent it at ten. That picture was taken less than two hours ago.

John waited by the phone, it rang at eleven, right on time. "Hi John, how was your day in Detroit?"

"Mary, what's going on?"

"I guess you got my email?"

Yes, what's going on with you, with the pictures? Who is that taking the picture?"

"Did you like them? I thought I looked sexy."

"You do look sexy, you know I love that baby doll, but who, who, who took the pictures?"

"Yes! I know you do; I know you love to see me wear it. I'll explain things Friday when you get home, okay?" Mary could tell the pause in their conversation was her husband trying to take in what she had just told him. "You just stare long and hard at the pictures I sent. Study them and we will talk about them later, okay? For tonight, just look at the pictures and let your imagination run wild. When you think you know all about the pictures get your lube out and have fun."

"Mary?"

"Check your mail in the morning, maybe I will send another."

John repeated again, "Mary, Mary, Mar . . .?" The phone clicked off ending their second night's conversation.

TUESDAY NIGHT

John, his cock, and the tube of lube got a double workout Monday night. Even so, his dreams were filled with concern about the faint image in the mirror. As soon as he woke, John went to pee and then he checked his email. There was nothing from Mary, had she just been teasing? John showered, still nothing from her. After breakfast John went back to his room to check again, but there was still no email from his wife. Talking only to himself and the wall John exclaimed, "Mary can be a bitch when she wants to be a bitch."

The next email didn't show in his inbox until ten that evening, right on schedule. There were several pictures attached. The text this time was short, and as cryptic as last night's photographs: Hi, sweetie, I like this way of being together when you travel. Having a good time and keeping myself busy until you return. All my love, Mary.

John opened the first picture; Mary was standing with an older black man. He must have been the guy in the mirror last night. What the hell is going on? Both were nude, Mary had her arms around him; she was drying the black man's back with a towel. They were kissing too; from all appearances they were having a good kiss. What the hell is going on?

In the second picture, the towel was gone. They were standing beside the bed, my bed, our bed, John told himself. Their hands were all over each other, but the bed was still freshly made. Mary hadn't slept in the bed. John looked at the time stamp, 8:47 pm, too early to use the bed. It's too early for sleeping in the bed, but what else? "No, it's not too early for that, is it?"

The next three pictures were similar; they showed Mary at her vanity. She was leaning against it, facing out in the first one, and she was absolutely naked. The time stamp showed 8:57 pm, ten minutes later than the picture with HIM. John could tell her face was fresh scrubbed with no makeup. Mary showed only a light flush from kissing the black man.

At 9:21 pm, Mary was photographed with her face perfectly done, as though ready to go out for the evening. She was still nude, and was sitting backward on her small chair facing the room. God, those lips look so sexy done bright red like that; Mary does look sexy tonight and I only get the picture. That black guy will kiss those lips tonight, not me. Who is that black guy?

Whoever took the picture of Mary, surely that black guy, was standing right above her looking down at her lovely face. He must be the one who told Mary to stick her tongue between her lips so just the tip showed. The vanity table provided background in the photograph. John could see the tube of lipstick that painted Mary's lips; the cap was still off. Another makeup pot was beside the lipstick. Over to the side was her pill container, just the way it always was in the photographs Mary had been sending.

The third picture of the vanity series was taken at 9:36 pm. Mary was leaning against the vanity once again. This picture was just like the first one, except that the perfect lipstick was now smeared around her lips. There was another minor detail in this picture. The black man was standing beside Mary, equally naked. His lips had Mary's lipstick smeared on them too, and his arm was around her waist. Mary held him by his cock; her left hand was wrapped around a very large, very erect, very black cock. John could see the wedding ring he placed on her left hand clearly.

The email had one last picture attached, but it didn't seem to make much sense to John. It was just a picture of Mary's vanity and the chair. No people, just the vanity and chair. It was time stamped 9:38 pm. Where are they, oh my God? I know where they are. John looked at his watch, almost eleven. He undressed, got the lube, and laid down on the bed. At precisely eleven John's phone rang.

"Mary, what is going on with this stuff, what are you doing?"

"You've read tonight's email, good, isn't it exciting?"

"Mary who, what, a black guy?"

"I'm not going to talk long tonight, things to do here. I just wanted to make sure you read my email. Check again in the morning, this time I will send one. I'll tell you the rest Friday when you get home. Bye, bye. I love you. I hope you have plenty of lube." The phone buzzed off.

"Damned, what now?" John slept fitfully after his conversation with Mary; it was Wednesday morning before he finished stroking for the third time. John remembered what Mary said; check your email in the morning. His mind made more pictures while he slept. The tube of lube was empty before he checked his mail and saw that Mary had indeed sent an email. It must have come in as he was stroking his by now raw cock.

"I'll be damned, she fucked him; she must have let him spend the night." The message Mary sent was brief: Hi sweetie, enjoy, I certainly did. Love Mary. John stared at the picture of Mary. She was in bed. She was naked; she was clearly just fucked naked. The picture showed Mary laying on top of the bed sheets. Her thighs were spread. Cum was oozing out, past her lips and down her thighs. Her only apparent clothing was a pair of panties spread flat on her tummy. John used the last of his lube tube before going to work.

WEDNESDAY NIGHT

John made sure to get more lube, he had a feeling he would need it. He avoided his room and his email; they would just torment him. His hotel had a lobby happy hour for guests. John had a drink and mingled until he saw a tall lady who resembled Mary. His mind began racing, he left for the lobby lounge and then dinner.

By eight, John was back in his room with nothing to do but wait until ten. Two hours, he had two hours of torment ahead of him. John went to his emails, Mary apparently wanted him to brood over them; she said that. He read each of them, the few words she wrote. He looked longer at each picture. Eyes closed, John remembered each conversation. He remembered how Mary kept cutting him short; she never did answer his questions. John realized he had no clue who the black guy that fucked his wife was. What is going on?

John went back to the pictures, he looked at all of them; he studied each one in sequence. The Sunday night picture showed no hint, nothing unusual, just Mary at her vanity in that sexy nightgown. It was playful, John decided. The playful status stopped beginning Monday. Was that significant, maybe a guy from her office? Could the black guy be someone she worked with? Once again Mary was at her vanity, John could only see the other guy faintly in the mirror.

Nothing was faint about the Tuesday pictures, except the way they made John feel. He looked at each photograph closely, even the background. He tried getting a clue from the vanity; was there a hidden message? John didn't see a message, the vanity was always there. Lipsticks open or capped, bottles and tubes moved about randomly. John didn't really see a pattern, there did not seem to be a hidden message. The only thing that seemed to stay put was Mary's birth control pill case.

At ten, John knew it was email time. Sure enough, one from Mary; this one was longer than her other emails: Hello my love, I hope you are having an exciting time in Detroit this week. I am making out okay without you, but I do miss having you here. I have been trying my best to get by without you and make do with these emails and our brief conversations each night. I can't wait until Friday afternoon. Until then, enjoy these pictures. Oh, by the way, listen to the sound file first. Love Mary.

John clicked the icon; in a few seconds he heard Mary's voice and saw the colored lines on his screen that her sounds made.

Ohhhhh, Ahhhh, yes, yes, oh yes that's nice. That was really good A, really good. John heard sounds that were obviously heavy kissing. Let me rest for a little and then I want both of you, okay?

The colored wavy lines went blank and the sounds silent. "God damned, really be God damned, I just heard my wife at the end of a good fuck. She asked for another one, didn't she? She asked for another with BOTH of them."

There were two pictures. The first was like many of the others, Mary at her vanity doing her makeup. The black guy was beside her with his arm draped over Mary's shoulder. That's a different black man; he is younger than the first guy. John studied the picture and looked at the mirror reflection. He's holding her titty; he has a good grip on my wife's breast. Other than another black guy at Mary's vanity, in our bed, his black cock in Mary's pussy, not much is changed.

In the second picture Mary had finished her makeup. She was sitting side saddle in her vanity chair holding two cocks in front of her. Both black cocks touched at their tips. Also touching those tips was Mary's lips. She had been kissing them. John could see lipstick traces. John went back and checked the time stamps on the pictures; the first was 7:14 pm and the second at 7:33 pm. Mary has been fucking for almost three hours by now, fucking TWO black guys for almost three hours.

The phone should ring shortly, if Mary isn't in the middle of a fuck by one of her black studs, one or both. John would always wonder; did Mary wait deliberately until quarter after to call tonight?

"Hi sweetie, I love you, sorry about being a few minutes late calling tonight, I was tied up with something."

"Something long and black I'll bet?"

"Well, maybe."

"One or both?"

"This time one; I guess you saw the pictures?"

"Yes, I did, who took them? Am I going to see three next?"

"No, just two, we did the one with both guys using the timer. It took four tries to get it right. That's why their cock heads look so smeared."

"What do they look like now?"

"Wet, wet and hard, I am going back to them now so I am going to hang up. I love you; I will see you Friday afternoon."

"Send me some more pictures; I love you, more pictures please."

The line buzzed off and John couldn't wait. His hand flew up and down making a white fountain of cum. Mary was just fucking two black cocks; John thought to himself, they fucked past her calling time. The guys still have wet dicks flying in the breeze. Mary just told me she was going to keep them wet, probably all night.

It's a good thing I bought more lube, John thought to himself after jacking off three times. Even with this lube, I won't have any cock left by the time I get home. John slept an exhausted sleep, but he checked his email as soon as he woke.

There was one more from Mary; the message just said time to get some sleep. There was one picture; it had been taken at 3:22 am. Mary was lying fucked out beside the young black. The older guy must have taken the picture. His leg was just visible in one corner of the photograph. The bed was a mess; John could see wet spots. No one wore clothes. Both fuckers looked exhausted. That is one fucked up, fucked out picture. That's for sure, John said aloud. He jacked a dribble, showered and began his work day.

THURSDAY NIGHT

John's phone rang shortly after eight 'clock, if this is Mary she is calling early. He heard her voice. "Hi sweetie, I didn't want to wait until eleven, I took a chance to catch you."

"You caught me; I have barely left my room except for work this trip."

"Check your email, I just sent another photo, probably the last. Open it and then talk to me."

"Okay, be right back."

Mary looked like she had been fucking all night and all day. John could see remains of her lipstick, but not much. Was that cum running down the inside of her thighs? It sure looks like cum. Where are the two black guys, is she through with them? He went back to the phone. "I looked, you are a fucked out mess in that picture. I still love you even though I don't know what the hell is going on."

"Roulette - roulette and a lot of fun for me is what has been going on. I hope some exciting fun for you too, lover. I do love you; you know that I hope?"

"Of course I love you, I always have and will. Please tell me about the roulette, I am damned curious to know what you're talking about?"

"I thought you might have figured it out, from the pictures I sent. I told you to look at them carefully. What do you see in the pictures, what stays the same in every picture?"

"Well, you are in them, all but that one of just your vanity. That was to tell me you were in bed fucking your guys, right?"

"That, yes, but I was fucking them and something else."

"There is you, your makeup, in some of the pictures you can see the guys. The only other thing I recall seeing on your vanity in every picture is your birth control pill case."

"Bingo, good husband. If you look very carefully, you will see it hasn't moved, nothing about my BCP case has moved since Sunday. I put it in that exact spot Sunday morning and haven't touched it since then."




Business Trip



"Oh my God, roulette, you are playing baby roulette. We are playing baby roulette together, aren't we?"

"Yes my sweetie lover, we sure are playing. I hope you have enjoyed the game so far, I know I have. No more pictures tonight; I can have the guys take one when we are through and you can see it tomorrow morning. Do you want that?"

"Oh yes, oh yes I do."

"We will! For now I am going to spin the wheel the rest of the night. I love you darling."

Mary picked John up just outside baggage claim Friday afternoon. They kissed and walked hand-in-hand while a Red Cap loaded his luggage in the trunk. John did notice Mary was walking a little bow legged.

The End



Business Trip



Early morning

As soon as his alarm clock went off in his hotel room, he knew what he wanted - and it wasnt breakfast. After flying cross-country for a one day meeting, he had met Her. She was confident, poised and hilariously funny throughout their meeting. He hadn't been sure but he was also pretty sure she was frisky and fun as hell. They had gone to a business dinner with other coworkers but ended up sitting at the bar till late. Both had a later flight out that day and neither felt rushed to end the night early.

But like all things the night ended too early. They realized they were in the same hotel and they went to their separate rooms - even after jokingly exchanging room numbers 'just in case'. He had gone to bed wanting her....wondering what she tasted like, felt like...how she would moan and move over his body. She had looked fit and talked about running for fun and her legs had been fantastic in her business skirt. All he had though about was kissing up those legs and worshiping what he found at their apex.

He pulled him out of bed and stumbled towards the bathroom. Hitting the toilet was high on the priority list even though he had awoken to a stiff erection - undoubtedly caused by the company last night. It wasn't the normal stiff - it was the rock hard sexual frenzy stiff - the kind he had gotten last night after he realized her formal business attire had slowly become less buttoned, and they way she flipped her hair as her eyes glittereed, as their drinks progressed over the night realizing how much he had wanted her. As he approached the bathroom he noticed something besides the checkout bill...it was a note folded over a room key.

'Just got done with my run, but I need a buddy for my next set of exercises...XOXO @6:15' He quickly looked at his clock... 6:30! With new urgency he wished for the first time in his life he wasn't this hard so he could hit the bathroom and head up to her room. He quickly shaved his fave to help the situation deflate before quickly hitting the head, doing a quick clean up and brushing his teeth. 

He through on some gymclothes over his boxer briefs (still somewhat stiff though), kicked on sneakers and quickly headed down the hall. Try to look cool, (but with hands shaking) he slid the roomkey into her slot and as it took forever for the light to to flash green and the door to unbolt, he wondered what he was getting himself into....

The Shower

Hesitating at the door, he began turning the handle only to have it pulled out his hand. Standing behind the door was her. She was wearing a narrow, fluffy hotel towel and a big smile. "I hoped you would come"

She let him in and they quickly embraced, both hiding a shy smile. He began kissing her neck, her skin still warm from the jog. 

"Glad i didnt miss the shower" he said. She laughed, and as they pulled apart from their hug her towl fell, revelaving a beatuful body; breasts, strong shapley legs, and a hairless pussy. His eyes feasted on her and the second or two lasted forever as his brain memorized every curve and line. She pulled him closer again before saying "fairs fair" and pulling off his shirt.

He grabbed her and spun her around...kissing her neck and running his hands up and down her waist. His cock was back at rock hard levels, and she could feel it through his thin gym shorts. She pushed back against him and he grinded against her.

He started pushing her towards the shower, cupping her breasts and kissing her neck and ears. In the bathroom, she turn and kissed him deeply. Her hands wrapped around his head while his hands began drifting down and over her beautiful butt. He moaned as she clenched and released her cheeks as he massaged and caressed them. She slid her hands to his shorts and began pulling them down...seperating from their passionate kiss, she kissed down his chest as she assumed a kneeling position and finished pulling his shorts down, revealing his engorged member.

Breathing hard in anticipation, he felt her hands slide around his waist till they were almost touching his cock and balls, and she grinned up at him. Her eyes sparkled in the flourescent light and she gently leaned forward to take his cock head into her mouth. 

She flicked her tounge over the tip a few times before sucking the head into her mouth and cupping his shaved balls with his hands.

He moaned deeply, and she moaned back making his cock twitch in her mouth. She started to slowly move her mouth deeper onto his shaft, and looking into her eyes he said "not yet" and pulled her up. Kissing deeply (and after kicking off his sneakers) he picked her up and felt her wrap her legs tightly around his waiste. He placed her on the counter and pulled his cock away from the now wet, and warm pussy he had wanted so bad. 

"I want to taste you...." and with that he lowered his head and kissed gently up and down her shaved labia. She moaned as he changed techniques and ran his tongue over her clit and gently inter her slit. He repeated this several times before sticking his tongue into her, illiciting a moan.

"Lets get into the shower"

He helps her down and she is a litttle upset he has stopped so apruptly, but is pleased with the deep and passionate kiss he gives her. They step into the shower seperatley and are quickly rejoined in a now wet hug. His hands help wet her hair in the shower and he holds her head back in the water. 

He's gyrating his hips in such a way her clit is being rubbed and she tightens her legs around it to help reinforce the contact.

She stops kissing long enough to give him an unmistakable look. She parts her legs and grabs his cock "I want this now"

He feels her warm tight wetness envelope him as he slowly enters her. She gasps when hes about halfway, and when he hears that he kisses her and pushes quicker all the way in. She squeals and thrusts back as he gently hits her cervix. 

He starts thrusting quicker into her tight, quivering body. She rubs her clit quickly and he knows theres a chance he'll last longer if at least cum at the same time as her. He picks her up again and pushes her back against the cool tile wall. He thrusts faster as shes starts moaning and cumming. He fucks her hard now and cums with her as she finishes. He lies down gently in the tub with her straddling him and his cock still partially in her pussy.

They kiss for a while and then they get up. He slowly starts soaping her body with the hotel soap. He massages shampoo and conditioner into her hair. She helps him next and they kiss after their first glorious shower together. 



Business Trip



My boss had sent me to Brighton at short notice as she decided at the last minute that she didn't want to go. Apparently she had something better to do. The fact that it was my birthday didn't seem to bother her too much. I usually liked the chance to get away for a couple of days as I'd sneak in some of the wife's sexier things in my bags and spend my evenings in my room all dressed up and nowhere to go. But this time I would be missing out on spending quality time with Suzy. We'd only been married three years so we still made the effort when it came to birthdays. I had thought of bringing Suzy along to Brighton, but she couldn't get the time off at such short notice.

So that was why I was sitting in the hotel bar getting more and more drunk. The company would be picking up the tab so I'd started on the malt whisky which always went down to quickly. I was just thinking about heading to the restaurant for something to eat when I noticed a stunning blonde walking in. She had the Dolly Partons about here, you know, big hair. Big blue eyes. Big red lips. Big breasts. Really big breasts. And long, long legs in the shortest of skirts. All perched on the highest of come fuck me shoes. Wow, this lady was hot.

I'd like to say that the bar went quiet as she walked in to the bar as everyone turned to look at her, but that wouldn't be true. I was in the bar by myself so it was just me staring at her.

This vision of sex looked all around the bar then settled her gaze on me and walked straight up to me.

"You must be Chris?"

"I wish I was. I'm Vinny"

"Damn. They said to meet Chris here at 7. Do you mind if I sit with you whilst I wait?"

Did I mind having the sexiest girl I've seen in the flesh sitting with me? Hell no.

With that she sat down on the bar stool next to me and slowly crossed one long nylon-clad leg over the other. I couldn't help but notice the top of her stockings poking in to view. From my vantage point I also had an eyeful of her cleavage struggling inside her tight top.

"By the way, I'm Nikki."

"Well Nikki, let me buy you a drink whilst you wait."

As the company was paying for it I ordered some champagne and filled the two glasses that the barman had left on the bar. I'm usually tongue-tied with women but as I'd already drained a few drams I had more confidence than normal. Besides, it looked like Nikki was either on a blind date or was an escort. It looked like Chris was a going to be a lucky boy tonight.

We sat chatting and drunk our way through the bottle of champers and no one who looked like they might be Chris turned up.

"Well it doesn't look like Chris is showing up does it?"

"No. Looks like I've wasted my time tonight."

"Why don't you join me for something to eat Nikki? It's my birthday and I hate to eat on my own. Besides, the company is picking up the tab."

"Okay Vinny, why not?"

We got up and headed for the restaurant. By now there were people in the bar and this time the eyes did follow Nikki as we walked through the bar. I have to say I let her walk in front of me so I'd get a good look at her ass as it weaved from side to side on those monster heels. Chris was a fool!

Over dinner we worked our way through another bottle of champagne and talked like we'd known each other for ever.

At the end of the meal I popped in to the gents to gather my senses. Should I make a move on this gorgeous girl? She was well out of my league but we seemed to be hitting it off. Why not? I decided I'd try my luck when I got to the table.

But when I got back to the table it was empty. Perhaps she'd gone to the ladies. I waited five minutes but no sign of her. I waved the waiter over and asked if he knew where the lady had gone.

"Sorry sir. She left whilst you were in the Gents. Is there a problem?"

No problem. Oh well. Another lonely night in my room ... on my own ... on my birthday.

On my way back to the room I grabbed a bottle of red wine to keep my company through to bed time. As I staggered to my room I was thinking about Suzy and perhaps I should give her a call before bed time as I felt a little guilty about the unfaithful thoughts I'd been having about Nikki. After the call I wouldn't feel quite so bad and I'd lie in bed and dream of the lovely lady I'd spent the evening with.

I opened the door and had the biggest surprise. There she was, sitting in my chair.

"Hi Vinny. How would you like to unwrap me for your birthday present?"

It wasn't my lovely wife Suzy, but the sexy Nikki. I was a little lost for words but fortunately my hormones took over. I put the wine down, walked across the room and pulled Nikki up to meet me. I know I shouldn't but this girl, who I'd only just met, had put herself on a plate for me.

We kissed deeply and I couldn't keep my hands off her body. I've never been a breast man but I could make an exception with Nikki's boobs. I popped them out of her low top as they didn't need much assistance. Her nipples were equally huge and standing to attention. I suckled on one of her big tits whilst squeezing the other. Nikki leaned back and began moaning. As I was suckling her she was ripping my shirt off of me.

"I shouldn't be doing this Nikki. I've never slept with another girl since I met Suzy."

"Don't worry Vinny. I can be our little secret. I want to fuck you senseless. Don't you want me?"

Well, how could I do nothing. I'd like to blame it on the booze, but in reality I know that if I'd been stone cold sober and Suzy was in the next room I'd still be wanting to make love to this girl.

From there it became a bit of a blur. Before I knew it I had pulled Nikki's top off leaving her in her short, short skirt, her stockings and her frighteningly high heels. I had got rid of my shirt, shoes and socks and was just about to pull of my trousers. It was then I remembered that I was in a pair of Suzy's silk French knickers. What would Nikki think when she found out that I liked to dress in women's underwear?

Nikki got down on her knees and yanked my trousers down my legs.

"Oh my Vinny, what cute knickers you're wearing. Is that why you've been playing hard to get all night?"

She leaned forward and stroked by cock through the cool material. My erection was getting harder by the second. As Nikki stroked my cock with one hand the other was probing the read of my panties. Slowly Nikki pulled my cock over the top of the panties and kissed the tip. As she looked up at me she ran her tongue around the tip of my cock lapping up the pre-cum.

"Looks like you've been having dirty thoughts Vinny. So much pre-cum. What would your little wife say if she knew you were having your cock sucked by a dirty little slut?"

God this girl was getting me hot. As she swallowed my cock she was fingering my ass. Suzy had never fingered me before. She'd only sucked me once and that was on our honeymoon. Even then she told me never to expect to get another one from here. She'd not been able to swallow my whole cock. But soon Nikki's lips were brushing against my balls, leaving her red lipstick all along my shaft. This girl was good.

"Jesus Nikki that feels good. Oh! Nikki! Please stop. I'm going to cum ..."

Rather than releasing my erection, Nikki stuck a second finger in to my ass and started humming. The vibration around my cock was too much. I couldn't hold back any more. As I was cumming Nikki pulled back a little so that just my cockhead was left in her mouth. I don't think I've cum that much since I was a 15 year-old school boy.

When I finished cumming, Nikki let my cock drop out of her mouth and she tucked it back inside my knickers. She stood up and smiled at me.

"That was just the most amazing thing ever Nikki. Thanks so much."

Nikki grabbed my face and started kissing me. Her tongue was still covered in my thick white cum. I have to say it was the sexiest thing ever to have a horny girl forcing my cum in to my mouth and I was soon sucking her tongue fighting to taste as much of my cum as possible.

"You seem to be liking the taste of cum Vinny. Is that your first time?" I just nodded. "I bet it won't be your last will it? Are you ready to fuck now Vinny? I really need to fuck."

"You'll have to give me a few minutes Nikki. You've just emptied my balls!"

"I'm sure we can think of something to do whilst we wait. Those panties really turn me on. I love a man who likes to explore his female tendencies. Here, see how turned on it gets me."

Nikki held my hand and pushed it beneath her skirt and inside her panties. I was expecting to find a sexy wet pussy ... but instead my fingers found what was unmistakably a hardening cock. I tried to withdraw my hand in shock.

"That's right Vinny. It's a cock. And it's hard. You made it hard. Would you like to see it?"

I took a step back. Nikki was so pretty. She had the biggest boobs I'd ever suckled. And the longest, sexiest legs. But she also had a cock. That couldn't be right. Nikki stepped out of her skirt and her panties were definitely hiding a cock ... a big cock. I looked back at her face. Nikki just smiled as I dropped to my knees and I lowered her knickers.

"That's right Vinny, taste my cock. Make it nice and hard."

Nervously I poked out my tongue and licked the tip of her cock. This was the first time I'd seen a cock this close up. I wasn't sure I would be able to make Nikki happy but once I started stroking it and put the head in my mouth it seemed that Nikki was enjoying it. I'd love to say I was a natural cock sucker but I was listening to what Nikki was telling me to do.

"Suck my head Vinny. Use your teeth and keep stroking it. Put my balls in your mouth and suck them. I need a finger in my ass Vinny. Stroke my legs. I love feeling a man running his hands up and down my silky stockings. Can you swallow my cock Vinny? Oh that's good for your first time. Breath through your nose Honey."

When she stopped giving me instructions I thought I must be doing something right. Soon Nikki was thrusting her cock in to my mouth as I just kneeled there with my mouth wide open. Suddenly Nikki took a step back grabbed her cock and sprayed her cum all over my upturned face. I kept my mouth wide open to catch as much as possible. But most of her cum went all over my face. Up my nose, in my eyes, in my hair. As she stopped cumming I grabbed hold of her cock and fed in back in to my mouth to clean it all up. When it was clean Nikki dropped to her knees and licked her cum off of my face.

"Not bad for a first time Vinny. Shall we start on that wine now?"

As I turned around to pick up the wine Nikki gave me a friendly slap on my ass.

"You've got a great ass for a man Vinny. Perhaps we should get you dressed up a little more."

"Well I've got more of Suzy's clothes in my bag. I've never shared this with anyone before, but after what we've just done my boundaries seem to be changing real quick."

As I found a couple of cups to pour the wine in to Nikki was going through my bag to see what I'd brought with me.

"Corset, very nice. Black tights, red tights and tan tights. All very sheer! Black lacy top. Leather mini skirt. Looks like your Suzy's a bit of a slut on the quiet."

"Not really. I bought here these in the hop I could get her to wear them. She's worn them a couple of times but only to keep me happy. It's not really her thing unfortunately. I don't think she'll notice that they're missing. I even bought her a black latex catsuit but she refused to wear it saying it was a step too far. Shame really as I got her some knee high boots to go with it."

"More the fool her. Here, let's get you dressed up in these things and then we can have a long fuck."

This was the best birthday ever. I'd finally found someone who wanted to share my love of dressing in slutty clothes. I was soon dressed in the Suzy clothes. The corset held me in beneath the lacy top. The skirt felt so good as it slid up my legs, rustling against the sheer black tights. It was a good jog that the tights were holding my cock tightly to hide the bulge in my skirt.

"We need to sort your face out now."

With that Nikki started working on my face. She used her make-up to paint my eyes as slutty as hers. Deep red blusher on my cheeks and then the red lipstick to match her lovely lips.

"And the finishing touch. I always carry spare eyelashes."

Okay, I was no Marilyn Monroe, but I looked presentable. If I could do something with the hair I could pass ... in a dark club ... if the clientele were a little drunk ... but I could just about pass.

"Nikki, my ultimate fantasy is to be dominated. You can tie me up if you like."

"If you insist Vinny," Nikki laughed, "Get on the bed you little sissy!"

I got on the bed as ordered. Nikki used the other tights in my bag to tie my wrists to the bed. She then peeled down her panties and stuffed them in my mouth. I could taste her pre-cum soaked in them. She then pulled my knickers down and pulled them over my head, blocking my vision. Finally I heard her taking her stockings off. She used them to pull my legs wide and tie them to the bed.

There I was in my wife's slutty clothes, blind folded and gagged, tied to the bed by a girl I'd only just meant. And not any girl. Nikki had a hard cock which put mine to shame. This was the best birthday ever.

As I laid there thinking how lucky I was I felt Nikki get on the bed alongside me.

"Promise you're not going to scream?"

I nodded and she removed her panties from my mouth.

"Are you ready for some more fun?"

"Yes Mistress. Do with me what ever you want."

"If you're sure Vinny."

I felt Nikki move on the bed and I could smell her muskiness. Nikki had turned around so that her cock was hovering over my mouth. I tried to reach up and suck it on but Nikki was teasing me. She sat on my chest and started slapping her cock around my face. I could feel she was leaving her pre-cum splashed across my face. I finally managed to get it in my mouth and started sucking the tip.

"Oh that's good sissy. Do you like to suck my cock? How does it feel to have a girl with a bigger cock than you dressing you up? Does it make you hard sissy? I bet you'd love me to fuck you wouldn't you Sissy? Feel me sliding my cock in to your virgin ass. Pumping you with my cum. Oh, can I feel your little girly clit getting harder?"

I just nodded as I carried on sucking. Nikki was right. Yes, my cock was getting harder. Yes, I'd like to feel her cock in my ass. Yes, I'd like to have her fill me up with her cum.

Then there was a rap on the door.

"Ignore it." I said.

"I can't do that. It could be important."

I felt Nikki get up from the bed and go to the door. I heard it open and a whispered conversation.

As I lay there I started to panic. Here I was in an hotel room in my wife's clothes, tied to the bed having sex with a girl I didn't know. This could have been a big setup and I was about to be robbed. Perhaps I was about to be setup for bribery. Perhaps I was going to be raped!

After a few seconds, which seemed like minutes, I heard the door shut and Nikki returning to the bed. I was so relieved.

"Did you get rid of them?"

"Not exactly. I'll be with you in a while sissy. You'll have to be quiet again."

With that she forced her panties back in to my mouth. I was panicking again. What was going on? I then heard Nikki talking to some one soon followed by laughter.

"Yes she does look good tied up doesn't she? Here, look at her cock under her skirt. It's not very big is it? But she was a pretty good cock sucker. Would you like to have a taste of my cock too?"

Nikki sat down on the bed next to me as her new friend started slurping on her cock. As she leaned back her big hair started rubbing against my leg. The light touch was getting me further aroused if that were possible. Judging by Nikki's moaning it seemed that her lover was a better cock sucker than me.

"Oh that's the best blow job I've had all night," Nikki laughed, "but now it's your turn. I'm going to fuck your ass. Do you want me to fill your ass up with my cock?"

I can only assume that Nikki's lover nodded in agreement. Nikki stood up and I felt her lover join me on the bed. I heard a zip being opened as I assumed that her lover was removing her skirt. This was soon followed be a low moaning. It sounded like Nikki's lover was feeling the pain as Nikki slid in to her ass. Slowly the moans of pain turned to moans of pleasure. As the moans started to get louder her lover started to play with my legs. My cock was getting harder still listening to these to making love. Her lover reached down and released my cock from it's nylon prison. It slapped her in the face as it sprang free, splashing her in my pre-cum. Her lips felt wonderful on my erection.

"Are you ready to feel my cum in your ass?" Nikki screamed.

"MMmmmm!!!"

Nikki's lover's lips left my cock as she shook to an orgasm. It seemed like Nikki and her lover had cum at the same time. My cock was standing straight up from my waist but I could smell the sex in the room. I needed to cum.

"Fuck me. Your asshole was so tight. That's the best fuck I've had in ages. Now it's your turn Vinny. Are you ready for a fucking?"

All I could do was nod. I felt my legs being untied and assumed that I was going to be released from my position. I was wrong. The girls grabbed a leg each and pushed them up against my chest, pushing my cock flat against my stomach. I then felt a hole being ripped in my tights, or more accurately in Suzy's tights. I'd have to hope that Suzy wouldn't notice one less pair of tights in her underwear drawer.

"Here it comes sissy. You're going to lose your anal virginity. Are you sure you want this?"

Again I just nodded and moaned in to Nikki's knickers. I felt a cock head rubbing against my ass hole. Slowly it eased itself in.

"Relax Vinny. It'll be easier if you relax."

I relaxed as much as I could. I felt the cock sliding in. Slowly it entered me further and further. Bit by bit my body was getting used to this invasion. I have to say, it started to feel good. In fact it felt so good that I started to wrap my legs around the invading body. I hooked my heels around the ass. My feet were rubbing against a shiny backside.

"Looks like sissy deserves a treat."

With that, Nikki's panties were removed from my mouth. I thought I was going to be rewarded a pussy to lick. Imagine my surprise when I felt a cock slapping against my cheeks. I tensed up. If there was a cock in my ass and another at my face, who was Nikki's lover?

"What's up sissy? What were you expecting? Perhaps it's time to show you who's be fucking your ass."

With that, my knickers were removed from my head. I blinked a little to see a naked Nikki kneeling beside me with her cock poking straight at my face. I looked between my legs to see a girl in a latex catsuit with a strap-on poking between her legs thrusting away. My eyes looked up the sexy, shiny body.

"Suzy!"

"Happy birthday Vinny!"

My cock exploded all over my gorgeous wife's corset for the first time. It's a shame that I was wearing it at the time but I just knew that it wouldn't be the last time that Nikki, Suzy and I would be cumming tonight.



Business Trip



I've just checked into the Taj Mahal Palace. It's been a long day and I think, I'll just take my towel and head down to that huge swimming pool I've seen in the brochures. It looks pretty good. I head down and there are a lot of people by the pool, taking up most of the poolside deckchairs. I find an empty one next to a young lady in an animal print bikini and big, dark sunglasses. I try not to notice her perfectly shaped tits and thighs and that flat, taut stomach. She must be only about 18 or 19. Her parents are probably around here somewhere. I say hi, quietly. She murmurs a "hi" back, and that's it. I lay out my towel on the deckchair to claim it as mine, put the book I brought, just in case, down on the towel and slip off my shirt before sliding into the water of the blue pool without any further word with the young girl with the lovely tits in the bikini.

I swim around for a while. The irregular shape of the pool makes it hard to work out how to swim laps, but the water is cooling, so I stay there for a while. Eventually I decide to get out, so swim over to where I left my towel. Water drips from me onto the sandy-coloured stone around the pool's edge. As I climb out, I notice the same girl, looking out over her sunglasses at me. I smile politely, based on the limited conversation we had before, dry off and then sit down on the deckchair. I take my book and start to read.

From my left, I hear "so..." I turn to look at the girl, her creamy caramel skin contrasting against the blue of the deckchair "...are you here for business or pleasure?"

I laugh shortly and say "well, a little bit of both, actually."

"Are you staying in this hotel?" she asks.

"Yes" I say "in one of the Palace Suites."

"mm, nice" she says "one of the luxury ones?"

"Grand Luxury" I say, almost a little embarrassed at how pretentious that sounds.

"Oh, I've never seen one of those" she says, leaning towards me a little.

"Well, you should come up and see it sometime" I say, wondering if she's only really interested because of the hotel room. "I mean, there are other more expensive ones, but it suits me fine."

"Oh, I know," she says "but I'm really only here to meet a friend. Though she seems to have stood me up."

I feel guilty for assuming the worst of her, as I slide my sunglasses on. She actually seems like a sweet, nice girl. Albeit one with a smoking hot body.

She turns onto her side, propped up on one elbow, and we talk. I tell her about myself, she tells me about herself, we talk about the book I'm reading, what we both do, where we're from. It's nice. I try not to be too creepy, only occasionally letting my eyes drift down the perfect curves of her body, her tits, her flat stomach, her navel, her thighs and calves. She has a beautiful face and when she takes her sunglasses off I see she has just the deepest, beautiful eyes.

After a long time talking, I say "well, look, I'm going to go upstairs. I have to use that lovely room sometime," I laugh.

"Oh," she says, "well, it's lovely to have met you."

I extend my hand to shake hers and say "yes, you too." I see a little hint of disappointment in her eyes, so I say "listen, would you like to come up and see the room?"

"Oh yes," she says, "I'd love to." She stands up, takes her towel and a sheer, white gown, which she slides on and ties at the front. She picks up a tote bag and we walk off towards my room. On the way, I spot a waiter and ask if he could send a bottle of their best champagne and two glasses up to my room.

Upstairs I unlock the room and open the door to let her in. She glides into the room, looking around. She places her towel and her sunglasses on a small table and wanders around, surveying the room.

Seconds later, a waiter arrives with the champagne on ice and two glasses. He wheels a trolley into the room and places the champagne and glasses on the table. He opens the bottle and motions to pour the champagne, but I stop him, saying that I will do it. I tip him and he leaves.

She is standing at the window, looking out, as I pour two glasses of champagne and start towards her. She turns and comes towards me, sliding off her sheer, white gown and dropping it onto the sofa. My eyes widen at the sight, once more, of her slim, tight young body as I pass her a glass.

"Cheers!" she says, clinking my glass with hers. We both sip from our glasses, looking each other in the eyes silently.

Then she places her glass on the table and moves closer to me. She places on hand on my upper arm and the other on my hip, moves in and our lips meet. Her lips are soft, sweet and full.

I place my glass down on the table, moving away from her momentarily, then back towards her. I take her in my arms, my hands on the soft skin of her back, and kiss her once more, this time more deeply and passionately. She sighs softly as our lips part and our tongues meet.

As we pull each other closer, our tongues intertwining in each other's mouths and tasting each other deeply, I feel the warmth from her firm young body, touching mine from top to bottom. She must surely feel my growing penis under my shorts.

Involuntarily, one hand slides down her back to her bum. Her buttock is the perfect fit for my hand – firm, perfectly formed, but soft. For a short second, I wonder if I am being forward, before I feel one of her hands slide up the back of my neck to my hair and the other slide up inside my shirt, there for a few short seconds before sliding down and resting on my hip, her fingers reaching out to my bum.

Keeping one hand on her ass, I slide the other upwards. I softly push one strap of her bikini top off her shoulder, push her hair back and kiss her deeply on the neck, on the shoulder and then on the collarbone. I lift my head again, pull her face to mine and kiss her mouth once more.

As we kiss deeply, I feel her hand slide from my hair down my back and up into my shirt again, while she slowly slides the other hand forwards and rests it on my ever-growing cock. As she starts to slowly rub my cock, making it grow more, I reach around and unfasten her bikini top. We entangle slightly as I slide off her bikini top, revealing those perfect tits, and she slides my shirt off over my head.

She makes the first move, though, kissing my chest with those gorgeous lips while simultaneously she slides a hand under my shorts and massages my cock through the underwear. My head lolls back on my shoulders as I feel her soft face all over my chest and her warm hand in my pants. I'm lost for a moment.

Then I think, no, I'd better take control of this situation. I take this gorgeous young lady's hand and lead her over to one of the huge, luxurious sofas. I sit down and, holding her hands, pull her towards me. She climbs on top of me, straddling my lap, and sits down. Our lips meet once more and we kiss deeply for some time.

But I cannot resist her bare breasts. I move my lips down her, again kissing her neck and shoulder, all the while her tits cupped in my hands. I kiss her on the chest and then one of her perfect tits. I have never seen a body as gorgeous, never felt skin so warm and soft. I want her. I take one of her tits in my hand and suck at the nipple. Deeply. I swap from one breast to the other, tasting her nipples, licking and sucking them, softly biting them, and taking as much of each breast in my mouth as I can.

Meanwhile, she starts to wriggle and squirm. Between her legs it is hot and she is pressing down hard on my fat cock. Somehow, through all of this, she manages to reach down between us and into my shorts and underwear and wrap her hand partway around my hot, stiff cock.

By now we are completely entangled, our bodies intertwined. I have my wrist under her armpit and my hand on her smooth shoulder blade, pushing her body tightly to mine, her tits to my hungry mouth. My other hand is resting deeply between her buttocks, on the outside of her bikini bottom.

She has one hand wrapped around my neck, holding my head and the other squeezed between us, holding my fat cock as she slides up and down its length. I can feel the heat from her pussy through three layers of fabric. My cock is going crazy.

I remember that her bikini bottom is tied with a string on either hip, so I slide my hands down her sides. Her creamy-caramel skin is smooth like silk. I reach the point where the strings are tied and, without ceasing my work on her tits, I untie both sides. I tug at the garment from behind and she lifts her body so that I can pull it out from under her. With this perfect young lady naked on top of me now, we resume, her tits in my mouth, her hand on my cock as she slides her pussy up and down it.

After a while she takes a hold of my head with both hands and lifts my face to hers. Our lips meet and then open, our tongues entangle and taste each other. We kiss deeply for a long time. Then she pulls away and looks deeply into my eyes. Her eyes are dark but shimmering, luminous like the darkest topaz and she is intoxicating. She smiles warmly at me and slides a soft hand gently down my cheek and under my chin.

Then she lifts herself off me and slides down my body, so that she is kneeling on the floor between my thighs. She rests her forearms and hands along my thighs and looks up at me again, smiling. God, she is just so beautiful. I've never been so enraptured by someone before. Her face is perfect, her skin flawless, her hair so thick and lustrous. I want her so badly! I tell her that and she tilts her head as she looks up and me and smiles that gorgeous smile as if it's the sweetest thing she's ever heard.

All the while her hands are creeping up my thighs. Her fingers curl around the elastic of my shorts and slowly she pulls down both my shorts and my underwear, both still wet from the pool. After a while she pulls them down over my fattened cock and a little further down, it springs from its confines.

Her eyes light up and she takes a sharp, wide-mouthed breath as she lays eyes on my cock for the very first time. She slides my shorts and underwear all the way down off my feet and tosses them to one side. Then she just sits there on her knees for a second, considering my penis, just looking at it.

Finally she rises up, moves towards me again, takes my cock in her hand and lowers her mouth to it. Her tongue emerges and she licks my cock-shaft deeply, along its underside, from base to tip. My head rolls back on the sofa and I close my eyes as I feel her tongue swirl around my cock-head and down one side, from the tip to the base. Grasping my cock with her hand, I feel her tongue on my balls. She takes each one in her mouth, in turn, and sucks them. Then I feel her tongue swirl up the other side of my shaft.

She reaches the top of my cock and I feel her tongue swirling around the head, so wet. Then I feel my cock-head being engulfed in her mouth. Just the head at first, she sucks it lightly. Then slowly I feel her lips part and slide slowly down my cock, taking it deeper into her mouth, until it is, astonishingly, deep in her throat.

She stays in that position for a while, her nose in my pubic hair, somehow sucking my cock with her throat, before slowly sliding it from her mouth. As my pole emerges from her throat, she cups my ball sack in her petite hand and massages my balls with her thumb. My cock slides from her mouth and she immediately curls her tongue around its flesh and slides her mouth from the tip to the base of my shaft and back again, before engulfing the head once more and sucking my cock back into her mouth.

As her face slides up and down on my cock, I hold her head gently with both hands. Her hair is soft but thick and lustrous. It curls around my fingers as she works over my cock. I bend down awkwardly and kiss her on the top of the head, which causes her to look up at me. My cock slides from her mouth as she opens up with a broad smile, her big, brown eyes glinting in the sun that enters the room.

She then stands up and, staring into my eyes, she climbs on top of me again and takes hold of my face. We kiss deeply again for some time and I can feel the warmth and moisture of her pussy on my bare cock. I slide my hand down her back and between her firm, silky buttocks. She wriggles on top of me. I can feel my cock sliding along the moist opening to her vagina. Her skin is perfect, her face is that of an angel and I am intoxicated by her.

I stand up, her arms still wrapped around my neck. As I stand, she wraps her legs around my torso and I carry her, curled around me, to the bedroom. As we walk, my stiff cock rests on the cleft between her buttocks.

We enter the bedroom and I lower the princess onto the huge bed. She raises her hands above her head and spreads her golden-skinned thighs. I look at her for a time, gorgeous and without imperfection, on the bed. Then I climb onto the bed and move, on hands and knees above and along her petite body.

My knees between her thighs, I lower my face to hers and kiss her. She curls one hand around the back of my head and into my hair, while leaving her other hand above her head. Our tongues entwine as we kiss.

I then kiss her on the jaw and then on the neck next to her ear. I kiss her more on the neck and she pushes her head back for access. I inhale this gorgeous creature as I kiss her neck, then her shoulder and then her collarbone. My cock rests against her thigh as I kiss across her collarbone to the centre of her chest.

As I slowly take small kisses across her chest, moving imperceptibly down with each one, I feel her ample and firm young breasts press against my chest and I sense the rise and fall as she breathes deeply, eliciting an occasional soft moan.

I travel slowly down her chest until my face is between her breasts and then to the left, kissing the soft skin of her breast, making my way towards its perfect nipple. When I reach the dusky skin of her nipple, it is taut and firm. I slide my tongue out and swirl it around the nipple and then engulf it with my lips, sucking gently. As I suck, I feel her other hand on my head, pushing me firmly to her breast.

As I lick and suck at the tasty morsel, I slide my hand onto her other breast and spread my fingers out over it, the firm nipple in the palm of my hand. I massage her tit firmly but gently for a while before moving over and engulfing its nipple in my lips. She raises her hips and presses her warm, moist pussy to my body. I slide a hand down as I suck her tits and slide it along the warm entry to her vagina, and then slowly slide one finger, then two, into the moist folds of her vagina.

Her ample breasts are soft in my mouth and her pussy is warm and moist. She writhes slowly and moans as I slide my fingers in and out of her, swirling the tip of my thumb over her clitoris. Her legs are wide, sitting at right-angles to her body. I need to taste her.

I move down her body, kissing her soft stomach, tasting her gorgeous skin, drilling my tongue into her navel. I can feel the heat from her pussy on my chest as I kiss her stomach below her navel and then lower. She has a soft, manicured strip of pubic hair extending only about four centimetres from the top of her pussy. I kiss her on it, the soft hair tickling my lips. And then lower.

I rest my hands on her thighs as I inhale the intoxicating and sweet scent of her vagina. She must perfume down there. I look up at her and smile, her deep-brown eyes glinting with pleasure, and then I lower my mouth to her vagina.

Slowly my tongue emerges and I taste her pussy for the first time. I run my tongue deeply along the outside of her vagina from bottom to top then gently push my tongue into the folds and into her. She shudders as my tongue plunges deep into her vagina.

She squirms like a snake, a curve in her body moving from her thighs to her shoulders repeatedly, and pushes her pussy to my face as my tongue works between the fleshy folds of her pubis and my thumb swirls over her clitoris. Her thighs move slowly upwards, and she takes hold of her knees, giving me more access. With this I lick from her anus to her clitoris, tasting her deeply and gently sucking her pussy lips, her clitoris.

I move slightly downwards and concentrate on her anus for a while, licking at that puckered, caramel hole, sliding the tip of my tongue into it. All the while, I swirl my thumb around her clitoris and slide my fingers into her cunt. Then with one deep lick, I move again from her anus to her pussy.

"Come to me," she says. I interpret it as needing my cock, so I shuffle around, not releasing my tongue from her vagina, and lift a leg over her head. With one knee either side of her face, I lower my cock to her mouth. She strains her neck, reaching up to receive it, then once the head of my penis is in her mouth she lowers her head back down to the bed and receives its full length, until my pendulous balls are draped across her gorgeous face.

Her cunt is warm and wet now, and she is close to orgasm, as she wraps a petite hand around my cock and gives it the royal treatment, sucking it deeply into her throat and then slowly sliding it in and out of her mouth. Occasionally, she moves slightly and sucks on my balls.

My arms are wrapped around her thighs now and my face is buried between them as I attack her cunt, now more urgently, and slide the tip of a finger into her anus. She is expertly working my cock over, despite the deep undulations rolling up her body, and I am holding on like a rodeo rider on a bucking horse.

Her breathing and moaning rise to a crescendo and she has released my cock from her mouth as the jerks and freezes in position a couple of times and then drops flat onto the bed, her breathing becoming slow and deep as I feel the heat and moisture of her vagina increase. She lets out a soft "woo," as she cocks her head to look down at me. I lift my head from between her thighs to turn and look at her. She smiles and beckons me to her. I turn around and move my face to hers and we kiss deeply as she tastes her essence from my lips and tongue.

As we kiss, she reaches down and takes a hold of my cock once more, stroking it firmly and slowly until she says "well, you'd better put this in me."

Needing no further encouragement, I get up and position myself between her legs. I take hold of the underside of her thighs and push them open and upwards. Helpfully, she takes a hold of the back of her own knees with her hands as I take hold of my penis.

I slide the tip of my cock up and down, along the opening to her vagina, pushing more firmly with each pass until the tip slides gently between the folds of her pussy. Slowly and steadily I push my cock head and then the length of my shaft into her cunt, until it is buried deep inside her. Her mouth is open in a silent gasp as she accepts all of it.

Then slowly I retract it, sliding my cock out until only the head is inside of her. And then, slowly again, I slide its full length into her. Repeating this several times, I make the piston-like motion faster each time. On the last inward thrust, I stop and begin a faster motion, only retracting slightly each time, but pushing my cock home more firmly and deeper each time.

Soon I am truly pounding the petite goddess. Her legs are wrapped around my body and her arms are held above her head. Her eyes are closed and a subtle Mona Lisa smile is on her perfect lips as I hold her tiny waist and pound away. Our bodies glow with a barely-there sheen of perspiration and I fell my balls slap against her bum. Her ample breasts roll around with the motion. They are gorgeous. I pound away.

After a while, a long time, I find myself uncomfortable. I slide my cock from her gorgeous pussy. I shuffle around on the bed, making a small platform with four of the six bed pillows and then I manhandle the lightweight goddess so that she is on top of the pillow mountain, her buttocks positioned at its highest point and facing towards me. She folds her arms above her head and lays her cheek on them. I am entranced for a second - her bum is the most perfectly-formed shape that I have ever seen, its skin flawless. I then take hold of her hip with one hand, slide my cock-head along her vagina again and then, in one fell swoop, slide the length of my shaft into her, eliciting a loud intake of breath in her.




Business Trip



I take hold of her hips with both hands and begin pounding her, this time from behind. As I slide my penis in and out of the stunning beauty, I realise that this is the right position for her. In no time, I feel that writhing shudder come across her body again as she cums for a second time.

I keep pounding for some time before I feel a familiar twitch in my cock-head and my balls. I tell her I am going to cum. Her response is "do it deep inside me."

I thrust deeply into her a couple more times, stopping for a moment each time with my cock pushed firmly at its full depth and feeling that small initial dribble of pre-cum. Another time and then, on the fourth thrust, my cock explodes, buried all the way in her. One almighty gush and a pool of my cum is squirted inside of her. Then another and another. I groan from the base of my diaphragm with each squirt. A fourth and fifth squirt until it slows to a couple of dribbles, which I thrust into her until I am spent.

I collapse onto the bed next to her, my cock sliding from her slick cunt as I roll over. She stays there for a second, her arse still propped up on the pillows, and turns to look at me with those big, brown eyes. Then she rolls over and into my arms, on top of me with her tits pressing into my chest.

We kiss deeply for a time and I am in the goddess' spell so deeply that I don't notice her hand slide down to my softening cock. She pulls away from my mouth and smiles that beautiful smile once more, before descending to my cock, which she takes fully into her mouth, sliding it out through tightly held lips to clean the mix of our moisture from it. She does this for five minutes or so until she is sure she has sucked every last molecule of "us" from its length.

She then turns around and snuggles into my arms again, her head on my chest and her hand on my stomach. I stroke her hair, so shiny, so soft, until we both fall asleep.



About two hours later, I awaken. I am on my back, she is by my side. One of her shapely legs is outstretched, resting against mine. Her other leg is bent at the hip and again at the knee, draped across my cock. My arm extends down her back, my hand between her perfect buttocks; my middle finger is, seemingly of its own free-will, inserted just past the second knuckle into her anus.

I am awake for just a few seconds before she, too, awakens. She kisses my chest and says "Is that all I get in the ass?"

With that she springs up with uncontained glee, laughs and straddles my chest, facing away from me. I feel her still-wet pussy on my skin. She reaches back and pulls her buttocks apart, revealing a perfect asshole – dusky brown, lightly wrinkled and with a small dot, a beauty spot, on its rim. Is there any part of this girl that is not utterly perfect?

I take hold of the smooth skin on her thighs and pull her towards me, raising my head to meet that perfect anus. My tongue emerges and tastes that sweet hole again. This time I have unfettered access and I am enthusiastic. My tongue wipes wetly over the surface of that lovely asshole. I bring my fingers in close and pull at the opening so that my tongue can push into her asshole. I lick and probe at the tight opening.

Then slowly I slide my index finger into her. Her sphincter holds tightly to my finger as I turn it around and probe inside her. I retract my finger then reach up and offer it to her mouth. She takes my hand and sucks deeply and wetly on the finger. Her saliva drips from it as I take it back and slide it back into her anus. This time I push my middle finger into her beside my index finger and slide them both deeply into her. I slide them in and out of her, fucking her anus with my fingers. Her laughter is replaced by deep, heavy breathing as I lick around the opening that is being violated by my fingers and she slides slowly in a short motion up and down my chest, rubbing her pussy on my skin.

I so need to fuck that tight anus, but I become conscious of hurting her. Her asshole is so tight. My mind races. I'm sure I have a small bottle of lubricant in my toiletries bag.

She, too, wants it. "Mmm, fuck my ass," she says.

"Wait," I say, and I spring from my bed and rush to the bathroom. Rifling through my toiletries bag, I'm in luck. I find that small bottle – "strawberry flavoured, water-based, safe to eat" is the strange inscription on the label.

I rush back from the bathroom to find her propped up on the pillow mountain again, her bum in the air. He left arm is stretched out at right angles and her right arm is beneath her. I see her fingers working at her vagina.

I climb onto the bed behind her, holding the bottle. I lean in and lick her asshole some more before popping the lid on the bottle and liberally squirting the lubricant onto her sphincter and spreading it liberally with my finger (a little intrusion to the first knuckle occasionally).

I then dribble a line of the liquid along my cock-shaft and rub it in. I flick the lid of the bottle closed and put it on the bedside table. Then I reposition myself, take the head of my penis and press it to her asshole. I wipe it up and down a couple of times and then begin to press it against the opening. I am worried that she will be too tight to enter, but my cock is slippery and, with time, the head of my cock pops into her anus. As the sphincter muscles clasp tightly around the rim of my cock-head, she lets out a loud "OH!"

I ask her if she is okay. I see her nod, her face pressed sideways to the mattress as she bites her bottom lip.

She takes a long, long and deep breath, her mouth wide, as I slowly begin sliding the length of my shaft into her anus. I have never felt my cock in such a tight place, but it keeps sliding in, aided by the lubricant. Her anus grips my cock tightly. And then, to my amazement, my cock is all the way inside her.

I look down at her, my cock buried in her anus. Her skin is flawless, her buttocks perfect, her back shapely, her hair so glossy. She works her pussy as I begin to slide my cock back out of her, to the rim of my cock-head. And then I push it back again, to its full depth. Slowly, I begin a rhythm of sliding my penis in and out of the goddess' tight anus – deeper, firmer each time.

Her face is contorted with pleasure as the tempo increases. Yet, she is still so beautiful. I am fucking her faster and faster and I can feel her fingers working her cunt as I do. She holds the back of her head and tosses her hair as the synchronised movement of me fucking her anus and her working her cunt gets faster and more pronounced. She is breathing impossibly quickly and moaning as she works her way to another orgasm, cumming on her hand as I pound her tight asshole.

As I get closer and closer, she pulls her hand from beneath her and sucks on her own fingers. The perfect girl being so dirty is such a turn-on and soon I am feeling that twitch again, that tingling sensation in the head of my cock.

This time I don't tell her. I just fuck her harder until I explode again. And she feels it. She coos happily as I unload another several spurts of semen, this time deep in her anus. Sweet Jesus, the feeling is sensational. I can feel her anal muscles milking my cock dry as I slide in ever-slowing thrust into her asshole. So tight. Eventually, the stream slows and then stops. I can't collapse on top of her petite frame, and just throw my head back and feel the electric pulses in my cock as it recedes, ever so slightly, in size. I am breathing out more heavily than I am breathing in and eventually my cock slides from her tight hole, causing her to emit a kind of whimper-giggle before just pronouncing "wow!"

I drop down on the bed beside her and, once more, she snuggles in, resting her head on my chest. We stay in that position for a long time, wrapped in each other.

I keep half-thinking that she is just going to leave, get tired of me. But the two of us – I and the flawless little goddess – just spend the rest of the afternoon in each other arms, kissing, feeling each other's bodies, occasionally having a burst of energy and tasting every inch of each other's skin and watching it grow dark through the huge bedroom windows.



Deep into the evening I ask her if she would like to go out and get something to eat. She tells me she has nothing to wear. Nothing is a problem at the Taj Mahal Palace and soon we are dressed – I am in a dark suit and she is in an expensive and gorgeous little black dress – perhaps a little tight, perhaps a little short. She looks magnificent as we head down to the restaurant for dinner. In the elevator, my hand sneaks around her petite waist and I pull her to me. She looks up at me and smiles. And then, after dinner, she must go. We don't go back to her room, but ask a porter to go and fetch her tote bag.

On the street outside the front of the hotel we hail a driver, kiss each other and she climbs into the car. I stand and watch as she drives off. I see her face in the back window of the car and she raises a hand and waves. I wave back and then turn back to return alone to my room.



For three days I take in the city, all bustle and haste. I attend to the business things I have to and spend a lot of time just playing the tourist in this beautiful place.

On the fourth day, I arrive back in my hotel room around four in the afternoon, sit down, turn on the television and sink into the sofa. I take the room-service menu and decide to stay in. The room is an air conditioned haven from the bustle outside. I settle in, thinking of the goddess as I have since that wonderful day.

An hour later, there is a soft knock on the door. Without checking the peep hole, I open the door and there she is – the petite goddess, smiling up at me, her deep brown eyes outlined with dark kohl. She wears tiny, tight white shorts, a very feminine little top, printed with blue and light purple flowers, a ruffle around the neckline and thin straps over her shoulders. The neckline is deeply cut, emphasising those perfect breasts and the hem is high, exposing her utterly flawless, creamy stomach and perfect navel. A line of five buttons runs down the front of her top, in a ruffle of fabric. There is a white bra underneath. She wears cute little chappals and a large bag over her bare shoulder and her hair is draped, shiny and smooth, over the top of her breasts. She is a living angel.

I take her hand like a princess and lead her into the room, closing the door behind her. She reaches up and kisses me.

"Hello," she says, smiling.

"Hello," I say, kissing her again. She breathes heavily and holds me tight.

Then, still standing in front of the doorway, I turn her around. Standing behind her, I enfold her in my arms and slide my hands down to the front of her shorts. With both hands I undo the large button at the top of her shorts, and then slide down the zipper, opening the front of her shorts. She wears a tiny pair of lacy, white panties underneath.

I slide my fingers inside the front of her panties and feel the warmth from her glorious young cunt. As I slide my fingers over her clitoris and into the folds of her vagina, she rolls her head back onto my shoulder and closes her eyes.

As one hand works her pussy, I slide the other hand up her body and slowly undo the five buttons holding her top closed. Upon undoing the final button, I slide my hand inside her top and massage her right breast roughly. My heart swells with happiness that she is back as I sink my hands into her.

She turns around and I slide the top from her shoulders, remove it and toss it towards the sofa. She reaches up and kisses me. As we kiss I slide my hands inside the back of her shorts and take hold of her bare buttocks. She undoes the front of my jeans and slides her hand inside my boxers, taking hold of my cock. I pull her close as she slides her hand up and down my cock and slide her shorts down to her thighs. Her buttocks, exposed by the tiny g-string, are cool out in the open. I slide my hands down her buttocks and push her shorts down further. She wriggles a little and they drop to the floor. I slide my fingers between her buttocks and towards her pussy, warm and already a little moist.

I slide a finger deeper and along the outside of that wet pussy. Meanwhile she had my pants wide open and my cock exposed. She is sliding one soft, petite hand up and down its length while she massages my balls with the other. My fingers slide between her cunt and her asshole. We keep kissing deeply the whole time, our tongues wrestling sloppily, saliva freely flowing between our wet mouths.

Eventually I turn her around and walk her towards the sofa, allowing my pants to fall down so I can step out of them as we walk. When we reach the sofa, I bend her at the waist, so that her palms are flat on the cushions. I kneel on the floor behind her, pull her buttocks apart with my hands and bury my face between them, inhaling and tasting that sweet cunt around the string of her underwear. She moans softly as I push the string aside and bury my tongue in her wet cunt and squeezes her tits, still clad in their white bra. She tastes so sweet as I swipe my tongue from her cunt to her anus and back.

Soon she whispers "fuck me." And I reply "no, fuck me."

I sit down on the sofa and pull my cock from my boxer shorts, beckoning her to me. She climbs onto the sofa and straddles my thighs. I push her g-string aside as she lowers herself onto me and I guide the head of my cock to her cunt. It slides in and slowly she lowers herself further until my cock is fully buried in that warm, wet pussy.

As she starts riding up and down on my rigid cock, I bury my face between her ample tits, taking soft bites of that perfect flesh. Then I push one cup aside, exposing the gorgeous, creamy breast inside. I run my tongue around the nipple and then take it into my mouth, sucking deeply as she bounces on my cock. Her cunt is so tight, but it is wet enough to slide freely up and down my shaft.

I pull the other breast out and bite and suck at that nipple too. Her hair flails as she rides me and she pushes it back luxuriously as she bounces and squirms. I grasp her soft, perfect thighs as she rides, squishing my balls with each rough descent. Then I slide my hand around and push a finger into her anus.

After a while, however, she stops and climbs off of me. She beckons me to stand, which I do. She pulls my boxers up and tucks my frustrated cock into them.

"Come this way," she says, leading me to the bedroom.

"Lie down here and wait for me," she says. And then she leaves the room.

I am intrigued as I lie there waiting for five minutes, and then ten. I wonder what she is up to. After a while, waiting, my cock actually starts going soft.

And finally she slowly slides into the bedroom. She is wearing the little black dress I bought her a few days before, sheer black stockings and black high-heeled shoes. I can see a black bra-strap over her shoulder. Her hair is hanging down but it is tied back over the top, away from her face. She is all made-up – lips of scarlet-red, a little blush on her cheeks, dark kohl around her eyes. She looks stunning.

She walks over to the bed where I am lying with my hands behind my head and she climbs onto the bed, on her hands and knees. She crawls slowly, seductively along my body, her body low and close to mine, so her ample breasts slide up my legs, over my cock and up my stomach and chest, until we are face-to-face. She lowers her soft, ruby lips to mine. Our lips press together and then part, our tongues entwining. She holds my face as we kiss, the full weight of her body on mine.

Then she kisses my neck and my shoulder, kissing down to my collarbone. She kisses down to my chest and over to one side. She bites and sucks at my right nipple, which grows stiff under her influence. Then she licks lightly across my chest to my left nipple and repeats the procedure.

Slowly then, she runs her tongue down my chest and stomach to my navel. She drills her tongue into it wetly.

She slides further down my body until her face is over my boxer-clad cock. She slides her hand up and down the shaft, outside the boxers. My cock is arranged in them so that it is pointing towards my face. As she strokes, she looks up at me, smiles and just says "mmmm."

She turns her hand downwards, slides it down my shaft and over my balls. The heel of her hand rests on my balls and she massages them with it and slides her fingers deep between my thighs so it is resting above my asshole. She stares intently at the area as she rubs her hand all over my balls.

Then suddenly she stands and beckons me to stand with her at the base of the bed. I get up, move over to her and take her in my arms, my stiff cock pushing against her. We kiss deeply some more.

Then she breaks away and says "turn around." I obey her directive and turn around. She wraps her arms around me and slides a hand down my stomach and into my boxers. She wraps it around my rock-hard cock and coos softly.

Then she drops to her knees behind me, dragging my boxers down as she goes. My cock springs from its confines. I step out of the boxers.

Then she slides one hand around to the front of my right shin and places the other hand on the inside ankle of the same leg. As she stands, behind me, she slides her hands up. The front hand slides up over my knee and front of my thigh and comes to rest under my ball-sack. The inside hand slides up the inside of my thigh, between my legs. Standing closely behind me, she slides that hand higher, up between my buttocks. I adjust to a wider stance as I feel her hand slide deep between the cheeks.

As she slides her front hand up and takes hold of the shaft of my cock, I feel a finger on the opening to my anus.

As she slides her soft, petite hand tightly up and down my rigid cock, she kisses me on the shoulder, the neck and the ear, and I feel her finger swirling around my asshole and then slowly slip inside. I almost cum with the jolt as she slides it deeper and starts finger-fucking my anus. At first it's just one finger and then I feel a second finger enter me. She jerks my cock vigorously as she slides the two fingers in and out of my asshole. Jesus, I don't want to cum so soon.

After a while I feel the fingers slide out of me and she says "unzip me."

I turn around and she takes one step back, looking at me seductively as she puts her fingers to her mouth, slides them inside and sucks on them deeply. She then pulls them out and sucks each one again, in turn.

She turns around and faces her butt towards me. God, she is shapely. I step towards her and take the zipper of her dress. It slides all the way down to the top of her bum and the dress gapes open. She slides the straps from her shoulders and wriggles out of the dress.

Then she turns around. She is wearing a black lace bustier which extends down to just above her exposed navel. The body of it is sheer, intricate black lace; the cups are black and shiny, perfectly holding and emphasising her magnificent tits. She wears tiny, French knickers of the sheerest, black lace, cutting up deeply between her buttocks (I notice before she turns around) and sit over the top of a thin, lacy garter belt holding up those sheer, black stockings, topped with black, lacy highlights. She is a vision of sexy sophistication, clad in exquisite black lace and made up with ruby lips like a queen. A sexy pin-up girl queen.

I take her hand and lift it over her head, twirling her slowly so I can take in every inch of that gorgeous form – the tight, sexy ass, the shapely thighs, the tiny waist, hugged by the lacy bustier, the amazing tits, the beautiful face and shiny hair. I wish I could just drink in this vision forever, never let it fade from my mind.

I pull her to me, holding her close to my body with my cock pressing against the base of her stomach and I kiss her. I cannot stop kissing her, tasting her. She is heaven to me. I slide my hand down her back and grasp one of those tight, young buttocks. And then I slide my other hand to the other buttock. Meanwhile her hands are also all over my arse as our tongues wrestle and our saliva flows between us.




Business Trip



Then she drops to her knees in front of me. She takes hold of my cock and sucks it down her throat in one go. Her nose is pushed against my pelvis. God, she has me horned-up, this slutty little princess.

I let her suck my cock for a while and then I raise her to her feet. I lift her off the ground and carry her to the bed. I put her down on the bed with her feet towards the top and her head hanging over the bottom of the bed. I move in towards her head, straddle her face so that her head is between my thighs and bend my knees slightly. She opens her mouth and I slide my cock in. I keep sliding. I can see her throat expand as my cock slides down it. Then I start thrusting, in and out. Her throat expands and contracts as my cock slides in and out. My pendulous balls roll around on her face.

As I fuck her face, I reach down and grope her fabulous tits. She gags a little and streams of saliva roll out of her mouth and down her cheeks. I can feel her nose sliding under my balls and onto my asshole as I fuck her.

But I don't want to suffocate her, so I pull my cock from her and bend down kiss her roughly on the mouth.

Then she rolls over and beckons me to the bed. I climb onto the bed next to her, prop my head up on the pillows and grab a hold of that perfect arse again. She looks back at me and smiles naughtily as she positions herself between my legs and lowers her face to my crotch and begins sucking my balls and cock again.

She buries her face deep in my crotch, sucking and licking at my balls, licking all around them, underneath them, on top of them. My balls are soaked with her saliva.

Then she pulls her face out from between my legs. Her face is glistening with her own saliva. "Turn over," she says. I look at her quizzically and she makes a twirling motion with her hand. I shrug and turn over, laying my head on my arms as I lie on my stomach.

She pushes my legs apart and massages my cock for a while, pressed as it is against the mattress. Then she lowers her face and pushes it between my buttocks. I feel her tongue on my asshole.

All this arse-play stuff is new to me and I am a little uncertain at first. But my gorgeous slut princess seems to be intent on trying it, so I soon relax and let her do her thing. I close my eyes and let the sensations wash over me as I feel her saliva drown my asshole, feel her tongue delve, pushing into the hole and feel her fingers, first one, then two and eventually three, slide in and out of my anus. Anyway, she occasionally stops to suck my balls and run her tongue up the underside of my cock. And it seems that she just doesn't want to stop. She can't get enough of my anus. I almost drift off to sleep with the pleasure, only occasionally woken from the reverie by a twitching in my balls that lets me know I might cum if I'm not careful.

I could lie here forever, letting her eat my asshole, if not for the threat of releasing an uncontrolled stream of semen onto the hotel bed sheets! So eventually, I roll over, feeling two fingers slide from my anus as I do.

She raises herself up into a kneeling position, staring intently at me, and sucks her fingers clean, one by one. Her face is moist with perspiration and saliva. I pull her to me and she falls on top of me. I pull her face to mine and kiss her lips some more, then kiss her all over the face, taking open-mouthed kisses from her, tasting the moisture from her face.

Then I roll her off of me, so that she is lying on her back, her head on the pillows, next to me.

After a short time I rise up and straddle her. I don't put my full weight on her, just sit over her with my balls resting on her bare midriff, my cock draped in front, the head feeling the sheer lace of her bustier. I take her wrists and raise her arms up over her head, then lean down and kiss her deeply on her mouth. My cock twitches on her stomach as our tongues wrestle.

I sit up again and she looks up at me, wistfully. I release her wrists and her arms stay above her head. I look down at her perfect body and need to release those tits. Slowly, carefully, I undo each of the ten tiny clasps holding her bustier together. The two sides of the bustier begin to pull apart immediately. It is very tight around her copious tits and releases easily.

When I undo the last clasp, the bustier falls open, revealing those gorgeous, caramel breasts and their small but firm nipples. I bend down, doubled over, and take a nipple into my mouth. Her body undulates as I suck and nipple on her nipple while squeezing and massaging her other breast. She keeps her hands held together over her head as I take my time with each of her tits.

Those tits are perfect but I have another goal. I kiss her gently just below her tits, pressing my lips and tongue to her flesh. Slowly, I move down her body, shuffling down as I go, my cock sliding along the lace of those French knickers. I kiss her stomach many times, slide my tongue into her navel. I stay there for a while. I love her navel – perfectly formed and deep. I drill it wetly with my tongue for a while before moving on.

I kiss and lick down her stomach from her navel until I reach the top of her panties. I curl my fingers under the elastic. She has worn them over the suspenders, so no messing around. I shuffle down her legs, taking her panties with me. My cock traces a path down her thighs as I go. I pull them off over her feet then return to take some time with her pussy.

I sit up, push her legs apart a little and kneel between her calves, looking down at her. She is perfect. The sheer black stockings held in place with the straps leading to the thin garter around her waist, that small strip of manicured pubic hair, the bustier lying open, exposing her perfectly formed tits, her flawless skin, glowing with a sheen of perspiration, she still holds her arms above her head, her hands interlocked. Her glossy, dark hair spreads out over the pillow and her face is to one side, her darkly made-up eyes closed and her lips slightly parted. I could stare forever. Perhaps too long, as she turns her head, opens those gorgeous brown eyes and looks at me.

So I lower myself to her, taking in the scent of her wet, warm cunt. She raises her hips to meet me and my lips touch the outside of her sweet vagina. I slide my tongue softly between the folds and taste her juices, then deeper, burying it in her wet cunt. Her body writhes like a snake, slowly and rhythmically. My tongue works deeply in her, sliding in and out of that wet orifice, sliding occasionally up to swipe at her clitoris. She finally lowers one hand from above her head and places it on the back of mine, pushing my face harder onto her cunt.

My face buried in that perfect pussy, I work it over with my lips and tongue. I lift a hand from where it has been resting on her thigh and slide two fingers into her wet orifice, finger-fucking her. In a while, I feel her other hand come down and grasp my head and soon she is bucking wildly, pushing my face into her cunt, a jolt pulsing through her body every time my lips grasped at her clitoris. Squealing now, she convulsed heavily once, then twice, and reached a crashing orgasm.

I reluctantly lift my face from her vagina and look up at her. She takes my wet cheeks in her hands and growls "Oh Lord, please fuck me."

I position myself between her legs, propping myself up with one hand and using the other to swipe my cock along the entrance to her sweet, wet pussy. Then I push. My cock glides easily into her wet, tight cunt and I feel her muscles immediately grasp it. I slide the full length into her and then, supporting myself with both hands either side of her head, I start pulsing, just extracting the length of my shaft an inch or two before sliding it to its full length again. I can feel our pelvises push together as her hips rise to meet each push, needing to feel me deeper in her.

Slowly I increase the length that I extract my cock until eventually I am pulling it almost out each time before slamming it back to the full depth of her cunt, pounding her hard and fast. She chirps and moans and squeals with each slam-thrust, holding my buttocks tight as she pulls me into her.

Slam, slam, I fuck her hard, deep and fast and in a little while, her cunt-muscles choking my cock, I feel that I am about to burst. I let her know and she says "I need you to cum in my mouth."

A few hard thrusts later and I know it's almost here, so I pull my cock from her tight cunt, which seems to put up a fight as it releases me. I move up her body as she lies there. With my cock pointing towards her face, I brace myself against the wall. She grabs my soaked cock and pulls it towards her mouth, engulfing the wet taste of her cunt. My cock slides in.

Out and in – she raises and lowers her head. I push my hips towards her, but she does most of the movement, her warm mouth engulfing my shaft as I look down at her.

Eventually, it happens on an outstroke and my cock explodes. The first spurt barely makes her mouth – whilst most of it goes in, a dribble escapes from the corner of her mouth. Another spurt releases and then another. Until, eventually, I am spent. Sensing the completion, she takes my cock deep into her mouth and sucks. I see her cheeks hollow as she forcefully extracts the last drops from my cock. When she is done, she releases my cock. She still has a hold of my balls. It only just registers that she was working them with her hand the whole time.

After a brief pause to take hold of myself, I lift a leg over her body and fall on the pillow next to her. We both turn on our sides to face each other. I stare into those gorgeous, big brown eyes and smile as she rolls my semen around in her mouth. She smiles back at me as she lifts a finger to wipe the slash of white cum from her cheek and corner of her mouth and then pushes it in past her pursed lips.

She then sits up slightly, still maintaining eyes contact and opens her mouth to show me her prize, which fills her mouth and rolls on her tongue. She slides her tongue out with a load of semen on it and then slides it back, hard up against her tops teeth. The white mess coats her teeth. She then closes her mouth, sucks her teeth clean and swallows.

Falling back on the pillow, she softly places her warm hand on my neck behind my ear and pulls me towards her. We kiss deeply and hungrily for some time, the taste of my cum still on her breath and the moisture from her cunt drying on my cheeks.

She slides her hand down between my buttocks and fingers my anus some more and I return the favour. Eventually we pull away, she turns around and we spoon, my spent cock pressed against her bare bum. Though she is still wearing the stockings and the opened bustier, we eventually fall asleep.

I awaken the next morning alone in the bed. I blink and realise that she is gone. On the bedside table is a pretty greeting card. Inside it says:

Thank you, my Lord. Love Krisha.

With a big, pink love heart drawn underneath.



Business Trip



My story took place while I was at a business trip, giving seminars for my company last summer. 

I had been on the road for nearly three weeks and the closest thing to sex I had was a date with my fingers during a hot telephone call with my husband back home. 

I had never been away from Marc this long before, and I looked forward to our nightly phone calls to cheer me up. 

We had been married for close to eight years and in that time one learns to tell via subtle nuances in your partner's voice, just how well things are going. 

In this case Marc could see right through me and realized that I was not doing as fine as I pretended to be. 

I still had another four weeks to go and began dreading the thought of being without him for so long, that I would often break down and cry before hanging up the phone. 

He said that he couldn't sleep sometimes worrying about how miserable I was and promised to come up with some way to brighten my trip somehow. Little did I know to what extent he would go in order to insure my happiness. 

On one such telephone call, many of which lasted for hours on end, Marc suggested something that nearly made me fall out of bed! 

He told me that if it would help me pass the time we were apart, that he would agree to my being with other men as long as I told him everything that happened. 

I couldn't believe my ears ... and told him I had no interest in being with anyone else but him, and that I could wait if need be. But he continued telling me that he would feel better knowing that I wasn't sitting in a hotel room crying night after night. 

He went on to assure me that our love was strong enough to allow for such a thing, and insisted that I at least consider it. I know some women would call that a dream come true but I was genuinely disinterested. 

I love my husband and he is the only man I will ever love, so the idea seemed ludicrous. Nonetheless he urged me to give it a try for his piece of mind, so I gave him the standard female uncommitted response and said "maybe". I'm 

only 33 years old and by most standards, my appearance would be considered above average, and 

I've always had my share of men hitting on me. So it wasn't the fear of rejection that kept me from agreeing ... it was more the fear of breaking some hidden bond between Marc and I. I felt that our relationship was somehow dependent on being able to say I had never been with any other man since we had met. 

At any rate I decided to sleep on it and leave any serious pondering until the next day. After I hung up the phone I 

poured myself a warm bath and settled in for another two-finger tango to satisfy my more urgent needs. I pushed in for some soft music from the hotel switchboard, lit a few complimentary candles that were on a table in the room and slid beneath the bubbles to forget everything for a while. 

I closed my eyes and thought of Marc and how wonderful he made me feel when he was inside of me, and soon my fingers had found their way to that spot between my thighs. 

Somehow I couldn't forget Marc's suggestion, and maybe it was the candlelight or the effect of my efforts on myself, but gradually his proposal didn't seem all that strange after all. 

I mean most women in my shoes may have had a brief affair after 8 years of marriage, but not me... So maybe I deserved a little treat? After all it had been Marc's suggestion. I increased the speed of my fingers over the nub of my clitoris as I tried to imagine what it would be like to have another man inside of me. I tried to imagine what it would be like with a stranger, and I must say the thought began to excite me in a way I could never have imagined.

I actually had two breath taking orgasms as I lay soaking in the bath. The next day my schedule was booked solid and I returned to my room exhausted, and only able to find the energy for our phone call. 

I explained to Marc that I had thought about his suggestion and if he still wanted me to, I would be willing to try. He again shocked me by telling me that not only did he want me to, but that he would actually find it arousing to hear about my adventure. I was tingling inside in an odd way ... thinking that my being with another man would somehow affect Marc like that. 

I asked him to explain what exactly would turn him on. While he spoke he told me to lie flat on my back, close my eyes and touch myself. 

I eagerly obeyed, and listened to him as he conjured up potential scenes he would enjoy hearing about. This was so new and yet so fascinating that I told him to keep talking, and he could tell by my heavy breathing that I was enjoying it. 

The following day I finished early in the afternoon and had that night and the whole next morning before another 

onslaught of scheduled events. So by the end of the day my thoughts were already churning with the excitement of 

the nights possibilities. I hurried out of the convention center and into a waiting cab that sped me off to my hotel. 

Once at the hotel I quickly paid the driver and he flashed me a curious smile that added to my excitement, and I turned and hurried toward the elevator. 

Any woman who doesn't know the feeling of having their husband allow them this freedom is missing the treat of a lifetime. Never had I imagined being this aroused in public! 

It seemed as though every man now took on a sensuous ardor as I viewed them through newly liberated eyes, knowing that I could, without guilt, allow them to enter my most private of areas at anytime I so desired. 

I spent the next few hours getting ready. I bathed quickly avoiding the temptation to slide my hand between my thighs and satisfy myself. 

After attending to my hair, which thank God seemed to manage itself, I dressed slowly, paying close attention to perfuming those parts that I was sure would be receiving special attention tonight. 

I put on a bit more makeup than usual, but without over doing it, and when I was sure that I was as pretty as I felt, I removed my wedding bands and placed them thoughtfully in a small case inside my overnight bag. 

I thought of Marc and how much I loved him for allowing me to explore this side of my being, and how I was going to make him very pleased that he had awaken this feeling in me. 

One more quick look and out the door I went, heading toward the elevator, I could sense myself moistening with each step. I took the elevator to the hotel lobby and decided to start my little escapade at one of the several bars that were located inside the hotel. 

I took my place at an empty stool before the bar, ordered a drink and took a casual glance around the place. There 

were plenty of men and a few women, none of whom I recognized as anyone on my seminar tour. I preferred that since I didn't want anything that happened tonight following me home after my trip was over. I had already decided not to involve anyone I might potentially have contact with again. 

This all added to the excitement, I had never had sex with anyone that I hadn't known, so the prospect of opening myself to a complete stranger was a foreign and tantalizing vision for me to savor. 

I hadn't taken more than a few sips of my drink before an attractive man who appeared to be in his early forties approached me. He asked me if I was waiting for someone. I told him no, and flashing a quick smile, I explained that I was just winding down.  

He stood next to me through some idle introductory questions, telling me his name (which was ironically "Marc") before asking if I cared to have some company. I told him that would be fine and he quickly slid onto the stool beside me, switching into that casual "gee I'm really interested in your job" mode of conversation that so many men still think fools us women. 

I was impressed by the acting anyway, and could feel his tension as his eyes strained to refrain from dropping to my cleavage. It was also an opportunity for me to display my empty ring finger to encourage his advances. 

We continued talking for a while before another man who entered the lounge joined him. He was introduced as Cal and they explained their corporate affiliations, and how they were in town for a sales presentation. 

Neither needed to sell me on anything as I felt my legs shiver in sexual arousal but I remained coy and innocently played along, enjoying the warmth of both their gazes. 

After a bit I excused myself to go the restroom, giving them an opportunity to talk shop... But I knew they would be watching my every move until I disappeared behind the pink door of the ladies room. 

I powdered and perfumed and fidgeted with my dress before returning to find that they had now taken places on either side of my stool. I slid between them warmed by their presence surrounding me. 

As the night wore on we all began to get a little tipsy and loose, and the topic eventual led to likes and dislikes and from there easily slid to the topic of sex. 

They both were getting rather bold starting with an occasional touch on the shoulder and eventually taking turns placing their hands around my waist during bursts of laughter. 

Marc excused himself and went to the restroom, while Cal's arm remained around my waist. As soon as he had disappeared Cal's hand slid down to rest on the small of my back and began rubbing me there as he told me how attractive I was. We stared into each other's eyes and he leaned over and kissed me. 

I parted my lips and let his tongue find its way into my mouth, where they met each other, lightly, before I pulled back and smiled. "We better behave ourselves, " I said teasingly. 

"We wouldn't want to make Marc feel left out, now would we?" He began to speak, but I hushed him as Marc rounded the corner and walked toward us. 

I sensed Cal's impatience and loved it, and I continued our conversation right where it had been interrupted my Marc's departure. 

I was so enthralled by my new found suitors that I hadn't notice the time passing, I noticed that we were the only customers left in the lounge. 

The bartender whose attention was turned to a movie playing on the television behind the bar wasn't paying much attention to us by then. 

It was Cal who first had the nerve to slide his hand from my knee (slowly upward) until his fingers found my warm pubic mound. I smiled and glanced at Marc who stared at the sight of Cal's hand moving under my skirt. 

He looked up to meet my eyes in astonishment. "Your friend seems to know what he wants..." I chuckled, and blinking, I asked. 

"Do you?" I leaned toward him and we kissed deeply while Cal's fingers found their way between my hot folds and ran their way up and down them. 

"I most certainly do!" he replied as we parted our lips. 

I slid my arm around Cal and said, "Well then why don't you grab a bottle of wine and meet us upstairs in about ...oh fifteen minutes?" My voice quivered from nervousness. 

I glanced up at Cal who now removed his hand from under my skirt and had grabbed his overcoat from the stool beside him. The men smiled at each other as I recited the room number to Marc then I realized the irony of what I had said ..."2469". 

"I'll be there!" said Marc, still befuddled and sporting a bulge in his pants, which he attempted to conceal by buttoning his suit coat. 

I dragged Cal to the elevator with me, trading glances with each other until the door slid open and we entered. 

Once inside our lips met again and his hand slid down behind me and hiked up my dress. He ran his strong hand over my bottom and then around to the front zeroing in on the warmth of my bush. 

I arched back and into the wall and let his fingers slip into me. I was in ecstasy at the feeling of this strange man's fingers in me. 

I could easily have allowed myself to cum as his thumb pressed against my clit and his other fingers circled the edge of my opening. 

Fortunately we soon reached my floor and the feeling was prolonged as we straightened up and waited for the door to open. 

The hall before us was vacant and we stepped off the elevator onto the plush carpet. Cal continued to grope my breast. As we walked toward my room we stopped several times to probe each other's mouths. 

Cal's hands slid below my dress and moved up to my waist pulling me into him. 

I had never felt such a rush of total abandon ... as I stood there in the hallway with a man I just met. 

I felt his eyes feast on my body as I turned and snuggled my bare bottom up to the bulge that was now becoming noticeably moist in his pants. 

He kissed my neck from behind and kneaded my breasts as my mind spun at the sheer newness of the experience. 

I arched my back creating a space between us that allowed my hand to slide behind and after a little fumbling, I undid his zipper and slid my hand inside reemerging with his stiffened penis in my hand. I pressed back again and its hardness fit itself into the crack of my butt so nicely. 

I wiggled and moaned then grabbed his hand again and tugged him further down the hall. What a sight we would have been if anyone had come into the hall at that moment. 

I had to grab the wall and drop the purse when I felt his hand on my back and I leaned against the door and spread my legs as he guided his cock up and down until it popped into my warm wetness from behind. 

I moaned loudly as he fucked me gently at first... then the pace quickened to a slight frenzy as I pushed back from the door to meet his thrusts. After a few moments I gasped, begging him to let me to unlock the door. 

We paused for a moment and his cock withdrew. I fumbled with the keys and the door creaked open just as the elevator sounded and we heard the familiar slide of its doors as they opened. 

We quickly pushed our way in and without even closing the door tumbled onto the bed where his weight pressed me downward against the flowered bed spread. 

I stay there, the palms of my hands flat against the bed, as he stood up and unbuckled his pants and stepped out of them. 

In another moment he had mounted me again, his erect cock penetrating my pussy as I hiked my bottom up to greet it. 

I clenched my eyes shut and my fists gripped the bed spread as he rocked my body ferociously with each thrust driving his thick cock deeper and deeper into me until I felt he would split me in two. 

I am not typically a "moaner" or a "screamer" but the violence and passion of his force caused short bursts of air to escape my lungs causing me to whimper loudly. 

My husband is a relatively gentle man and so I was completely overwhelmed by Cal's animal brutality, how different it was from what my tight little cunt had grown accustomed to. 

I gripped the bed tighter and our motions grew to a frenzied pitch as our bodies thrashed forward and back slamming together. 

My head reeled and I wondered how long I could take it before my bottom became bruised from the delightfully violent pounding it was taking. 

I felt something press down on the bed before me and snapped my eyes open to find myself staring at yet another thick fluid laden penis dancing to the rhythm of a man's fist just before my face. 

I looked up and saw Marc's grimacing face as he rapidly jerked back and forth up and down his shaft. "Ohhhh God yes! uhhhhh yesssss!!" I cried. 

My lips replaced his hand as they slid over the length of his erect cock as I rocked back and forth to the rhythm of Cal's attack. 

Marc's hands gripped the back of my head and forced his length to the back of my throat with each forward rock, and I felt that surely the bed would collapse before long. 

Soon a loud high pitched groan came rippling out of Cal and I felt myself being pumped full of his silky cum. 

His cock thickened with each load he gushed forth into me, and I can honestly say it’s the first time I could truly feel the heat of a mans sperm as it filled my tender interior. 

I released Marc’s cock and dropped my head to the bed again as I felt the last of Cal's pressure swell the walls of my pussy and like an electric shock, an orgasm welled within me as I let out a squeal from my mouth against the bed. 

I took a deep breath and heard the men talking. The two men spoke briefly to each other and I felt soon Cal pressing his lips against mine and telling me to have a wonderful evening, then with a smile he faded and I heard the door close. 

"Are you ready for another ride?" Marc's voice pierced the silence. 

I could only utter the word "Please!" and immediately his manly cock was searching out the entrance to my already full cum-chamber. 

He slid the tip of his cock up then down and it found its mark forcing air out in a quick blurt. 

He sank every inch into me, and after several thrusts it became apparent that my cunt was too slick and swollen from Cal to really cause much friction. 

So I reached down and scooped up some of Cal's cum that had drooled upon the bed and reached behind me to smear it over my anus. "Try there" I said. 

"Mmmm I know you'll like that..." I let out a drowsy giggle and felt Marc pull out of my pussy and guide the tip of his cum covered cock up to meet my coated back door. 

He gently pressed the head into me and I let out a sharp whine as he pushed into me. 

I spread my knees further and pressed back into him easing his length inside. Once he was completely buried in me he took over and within minutes was ramming my bottom nearly as violently as Cal had violated my cunt. 

My back arched and I met his thrusts with mine, forcing his cock to drive inward to its full length each time. 

Although I enjoy it, I never orgasm as a result anal sex so I brought my hand up and began rubbing my clit vigorously and felt one quickly approaching, but held back until I knew Marc was ready. 

Maybe it was my need to feel the next orgasm tear through me so badly, but it seemed as though Marc churned inside of my ass forever. 

Eventually I was rewarded and my orgasm was flowed to completion along with that of Marcs hot spunk as it made its pulsating way deep into my rectum. 

Afterwards we both lay on the bed panting and Marc's softening tool slithered gently out of me, allowing it rest limply in my moistened crack. 

I felt his kiss on the back of my neck and heard him explain his reasons for having to leave (as though I had wanted him to stay) I chuckled to myself. 

We said our good-byes and I walked him to the door kissing him long and hard before closing it behind him. I returned to the bed and positioned myself upright at the headboard. 

I pulled my knees up and spread them and let my fingers find their way down to the milky mess below. 

I darted my fingers in and out of both slippery orifices eventually kneading my clit until I exploded once again with the thought of my two lovers fresh in my mind. 

With a trembling hand I picked up the telephone receiver and my finger glistened as I pressed out my home phone number to call the only man I would ever truly love.



Business Trip



I had to go out of town for a meeting with one of my clients. It would be an overnight, and I asked my assistant Katey if she would like to go too. I certainly could use her help keeping things organized. "Of course I would, sir", she eagerly agreed.

It was a four-hour flight, and Katey rested her head on my shoulder as she dozed off, her soft, ample breast pressing against my arm. I definately had a thing for Katey, and having her so close to me felt good. I looked down and saw that her skirt had ridden up her leg as she napped, revealing the flesh of her thighs. 

When we arrived I was exhausted. Our hotel was an Embassy Suites overlooking the river. Katey stood at my side as we checked into the hotel, her arm linked in mine. The desk clerk looked at us knowingly as I asked for adjoining rooms. "Just call if there is anything else you need", she said as she handed us each our key-cards, almost smirking.

We took the elevator to our rooms on the 12th floor. The bellboy helped with our bags. "Separate rooms, sir?" he queried, as he put Katey's luggage on the bed.

Katey went right to the big picture window and looked out. "Oh sir!" she exclaimed, "it's beautiful!" I went to her side, and slipped my arm around her waist. The window overlooked the city skyline across the river, the sunset light gleaming on the buildings.

"Wow, it sure is," I agreed. "But babe, I am really beat. If it's okay with you I think I'll lie down for a few minutes before dinner. If I fall asleep, can I count on you to wake me up?"

"Of course sir,' she answered. "I'll go visit the shops, maybe take a walk. First tho, go ahead and lie down, and I'll help you get settled" She stepped to me, her hands reaching to my tie to unknot and loosen it. "There, more comfy sir?" As I stretched out on the queen size bed, Katey undid my shoes and tugged them off, gently massaging my feet for a moment. Then she moved up to my head and kissed me on the lips. "You have a nice rest, sir. I'll see you in a little while." She turned on the radio to a country music station, the volume low, and left the room.

I must have dozed off, as perhaps two hours went by without my realizing it. As I opened my eyes I saw the moon gleaming thru the big window. There was a tickling sensation on the bottom of my feet, indeed, that is what awakened me. As the room came into focus, I saw Katey sitting at the foot of the bed, smiling. "Wakey wakey, sir?" she giggled, as she brushed a feather along the bottom of my feet.

"HEY! You stop that!" I hated to be tickled, and Katey knew it.

"Why should I?" she responded playfully, her fingers now grasping behind my knees - a very ticklish spot. "Will I get in trouble?" She increased her probing with her fingers, making me writhe to escape her. "Come on sir ... time to get up!"

"YES you'll get in trouble, young lady!" I sat up quickly and grabbed her wrist to prevent her from tormenting me further. My face was close to hers. She leaned forward, her eyes lidded, her lips slightly parted, inviting me. I kissed her fully yet gently on the mouth, lingering there a few moments. A warmth grew in my loins.

I broke the kiss, my hand still firmly gripping Katey around her wrist. An interesting thought came to mind. "You are so bad," I said. I think you need to be restrained."

With my free hand I completed unknotting my tie, and slipped it from around my neck. Then I wrapped it around Katey's wrist. "Oh, sir ... are you going to tie me up?" She seemed a little startled at the idea.

"That is exactly what I am going to do, young lady. There will be no more tickling here! But first, I have to get your sweater out of the way." I grabbed the hem of her light pullover, and drew it up, lifting it over her head and off. She was wearing a lacy bra underneath. Her free hand went instinctively across her chest to cover herself. 

"What are you going to do?" she whispered, suddenly no longer the one in control.

"I am going to tie you to the bed. And then I am going to tickle you ... but I won't be using just my fingers."

Her breath caught in her throat as she took on a submissive role. "Alright, sir. I guess I deserve it." 

"That's better. Now, lie down and give me your hand." She complied, resting her head on the pillow. I took the loose end of the tie around her wrist and looped it around the bedpost, securing it there. Next, I went to my luggage. I had brought an assortment of 3 additional neckties, and pulled them from my bag. Not saying a word, she watched my every movement. I went to the other side of the bed, where I wrapped a tie around Katey's free hand then around the opposite post. She now lay on her back,, her arms stretched apart and tied, wearing only her bra above her waist.

"Now, where is that feather?" I grinned as I looked around, finding it on the floor where Katey had dropped it. Picking it up, I brushed it teasingly under her chin and along the side of her neck as she bit at the corner of her lip to avoid laughing. "Ohhhh, you might laugh now, but just wait ..." I warned.

"Sir, what are you going to do?" she pleaded. 

"This" I answered, as I drew the tip of the feather over the skin of her chest, then over the cups of her bra. "Hmmmmm ... I think this needs to come off too."

"Oh no sir," Katey teased. "Please don't undo my bra." And she rolled her torso side to side, feigning a struggle to prevent me from reaching the clasp between the cups. But reach it I did, undoing it with a flick of my fingers. As I pushed the cups aside, the flat of my palms brushed over Katey's nipples.

"These need to stand up more," I said. "And I have just the thing." I took one of the other neckties and wrapped it tightly around the base of Katey's right breast, then did the same with the left. Now her breasts were bound with the ties, making them protrude markedly up from her chest, her rosy nipples pointing invitingly toward the ceiling. I again took the feather, now stroking and teasing her swelling nipples. She arched her back up, trying to reach to the feather with her nipples as I brushed it lightly over them.

"I think your nipples could use some teasing with something better than a feather." I said as I stood along the bed, near her head. "Look over here, young lady. And don't take your eyes from me." My fingers playfully went to the button of my trousers, undoing it, then do my zipper. My cock was bulging within, and Katey's eyes were glued to me, a little over a foot away but unable tor reach. As I slowly drew the zipper down my hard cock strained against my blue silk briefs. Katey circled her lips with her tongue. I enjoyed watching her face as watched me hungrily. 

Stepping out of my pants and peeling my shirt off, I was naked but for my briefs. I knelt on the bed near Katey's head. "What's the matter babe, do you want some of this?" I cupped my hand over my bulge, squeezing and manipulating it, only inches from her wanting eyes.

"Uh huhhhh ... I dooooo .. please sir, let me have it."

"All in good time, young lady," I answered. Then I slowly drew the waistband of the briefs down over my hips to around mid thigh, by cock standing at full attention. Taking it in my hand, I moved toward katey's bound breasts. "First, let's see how you like being tickled with a hard cock!" I touched the tip of my erection to her nipple nearest me, and she moaned at the sensation. A gleaming drop of precum oozed from me and onto her breast, so I smeared it around with the head of my cock. Then, straddling her tummy, I "tickled" her other breast in the same fashion, pressing my cock firmly against it, indenting her flesh with it. She strained at the ties on her hands, wanting to touch me, but I would not allow it. Her breathing had become rather ragged now, and her hips were arching rhythmically up and down.

"I have learned my lesson, Sir," Katey whispered. "Won't you please let me go?"

"Not just yet, young lady," I replied. "The lesson isn't over." I stood now at the foot of the bad and looked down at her. "Grab the headboard and spread your legs for me!"

Katey inhaled sharply. She gripped the slats on the headboard, and for a tantalizing moment raised and parted her knees, allowing me a glimpse of her pantied crotch under her skirt. Then, smirking, she slammed her legs together. "That's all, sir. That's all you get to see." she teased.

"Oh really now?" I stared back into her eyes. "Remember which one of us is tied up. Do it. Open your legs for me!"

"Uh uh", she shook her head.

"Well in that case ... it's a good thing I have two more ties, isn't it." I pounced onto the bed and in a single movement reached under her skirt to the waist of her black panties, yanked them down her thighs and off. She gasped, feigned a struggle as she strained at her bound hands, then immediately pressed her legs togther. "That isn't going to stop me, young lady," I grinned, as I retrieved the last two of my neckties from my bag. I securely tied one to her left ankle and to the footpost of the bed. Then I moved to the other side and tied her right ankle. Katey's body heaved with ragged breath as made the last tie to the bedpost, forcing her legs apart as I tightened it securely. I took one of the fluffy pillows and slid it under her ass, arching her body upward with her glistening pussy at the pinnacle. 

Again I stood at the foot of the bed so she could watch, and stripped off the remainder of my clothing. Katey's eyes were lidded as she stared at my cock, standing out at full erection. "Do you want some of this, young lady?"

"Oh yes sirrrrrr", she answered. "Let me free and I will show you" She once more feigned to struggle against the ties.

"In due time, my dear, in due time" I walked around the bed and stood next to her head, my cock only a foot or two from her face. She opened her mouth and strained toward it. "No, that's not what you're getting, not just yet ..." I teased. Then I picked her panties off the bed where I had dropped them, and held them up to my nose, inhaling. "These are such pretty panties young lady ... and they smell so good, too ... here, would you like to smell?" I dangled them over her face, allowing Katey to take in the scent of the pussy-drenched fabric. "Don't they smell nice, young lady?"

Her chest heaved as she sniffed at her panties. "Uh-huh" she whispered.

"And I bet they taste good too" I went on. "Here, have a taste ..." With two fingers I pressed the crotch of her panties between her lips, pushing more and more of it into her mouth. "Go ahead, suck your pussy" I directed, as she tasted the fragrant juices, licking and sucking it from the fabric.

I returned to the foot of the bed, kneeling on it between her open legs. Just looking at her for a moment, I reached up and pulled the panties from her mouth, and replaced them with two fingers on my right hand. "Mmmmm, get my fingers all wet babe ... I have plans to use them" She sucked my fingers in deeply, and swirled her tongue around them vigourously, wetting them with her saliva "What are you going to do, sir?"

"Tell me Katey," I queried as I pulled my fingers from her mouth and held them poised over her crotch. "how many orgasms in a row can you have?" 

"Oh my god, sir ... I don't know ... but I hope I am about to find out!"

"Then let's do some exploring, shall we?" Still looking into her face, with my palm facing up as I knelt between her outstretched bound legs, I pressed a fingertip between the lips of Katey's pussy. Her slit was wet with her juices, and my finger slid easily along it. It felt hot to my touch, and she let out a soft moan "Yesssss ... sir .. please ..." With her legs spread by the ties and her hips raised by the pillow under her ass, her pussy opened easily to my probing fingers. I slipped one inside her, wiggling it as it entered ... then two, my fingers making a "come here" motion as I caressed the walls of her vagina, probing for that certain spot. Her gasp let me know I had found it, and she arched up hard to meet me. "Ohhhh ... did I find a good spot?" Katey only moaned in response, her hips bucking as I plunged my fingers in and out. 

"Make me cum, sir ... please ..." she begged, as my fingers flashed faster and faster and she thrashed about under my ministrations. I could sense her climax building, the lips of her pussy almost grasping my fingers, willing them into her. Then ... "Aghhhhhhh..." she moaned, arching up high as her orgasm coursed through her body. Lubricating juices gushed from her pussy onto my hand and oozed down onto the pillow under her hips, wetting it. Then she sank back to the bed, panting.

"That's one." I leaned over her and kissed her on the mouth, whispering in her ear. "How about another?"

Katey responded by whispering back to me, almost pleading, "Sir, in my bag ...", her eyes motioning me to her overnight case on the bureau. I opened it and looked about inside, digging through her clothes and lingerie until I found a zip-lock bag in the bottom. In the bag was a huge, purplish dildo.

"Ah haaaaaaa," I grinned, holding it up. It was eight inches long and at least two inches thick, molded of a smooth gel-like material. "Want to have some fun with this, do you?" She panted and writhed as I returned to kneel once again between her parted legs. Looking down at her glistening pussy I ran the tip of the dildo up and down along her lips, smearing her juices on it. Then I leaned over her and held it to her mouth. "Here, have a taste, young lady ... mmmmm, I bet it's good!" Without hesitation Katey sucked it in and swirled her tongue over it, licking her sweet juices from the toy.

Then I returned it to her crotch. "Do you want this, babe?" I teased, turning the vibrator knob and tickling the bud of her clitoris with the tip. 

"Let me have it sir .. I can take it ... give it all to me!" she begged, thrusting her hips to me and parting her legs even wider. With that, I eased the huge plastic dong into the opening of her pussy, pressing deeper and deeper inside until she had swallowed it entirely, only the control knob remaining exposed. As I pulled it out, I slid the vibrating tip up to her clit, then slid it back down and plunged it into her pulsing hole, repeating this motion over and over. Katey gasped loudly with every thrust, her body bucking hard. Again, I felt she was ready to climax, and I pushed the vibrator in to the hilt, stretching her pussy as it filled her, my knuckles pressed against her clit and transmitting the vibrations from the dildo. She screamed as her second orgasm broke through her, her mouth open wide and her head tilted back.

"Two", I counted, as I withdrew the now slippery vibrator and lay it on the sheets, then sat on the bed near her head, allowing her to recover a while. But I was not through with Katey yet. "How about you, young lady, are you hungry?" I asked as I knelt near her face, holding my raging erection in my hand. "Do you want some of this?"

"Oh God .. yes sir .. I am very hungry. Please feed it to me." And she strained against the ties, trying to reach my cock with her mouth. I teased her with it, allowing her to just touch it with her lips then rubbing it along her jaw and cheek.

"Here ... lets try this", and I moved the pillow from the back of her head down a little so it supported her neck, tilting her head back. Then I straddled her, facing her feet, my cock and balls dangling over her face. I felt Katey's tongue reach out to lick the underside of my scrotum, an incredibly sensitive and erotic spot, nearly sending me over the edge. "You got the idea babe, lick my balls ..." And she eagerly sucked them into her hot mouth, one then the other, her tongue swirling around them.

Scooting back, the tip of my engorged cock pressed to her lips, and she sucked it between them, for the first time feeling my shaft in her mouth. With her head tilted back as it was, my cock slipped in easily and deeply. So aroused, I knew I would not be able to last long. I bent forward over her, my own mouth reaching for her crotch as we embraced in a 69. I quickly found her clit with my extended tongue, licking feverishly around it. My hips rocked back and forth as I thrust my cock in and out of her hungry mouth. Then I noticed the big dildo, lying where I left it. Taking it in my hand, I again slipped its fat tip into her opening, then resumed licking and sucking at her clitoris. As I thrust the vibrating plastic penis in and out of her pussy, Katey sucked my real one in and out of her mouth.

We bucked, writhed and heaved together on the bed, willing ourselves to orgasm. "Kateyyyyy ... omgggg ... I'm cumminggggg" My fat cock erupted in her mouth as she took me deep, hot cum splashing into her throat and on her tongue. Simultaneously, she wailed as yet another climax enveloped her, her pussy clenching the dildo as my tongue lashed at her clit.

Exhausted for the moment, I turned and undid the ties on her wrists, allowing her to encircle her arms around me as we gently kissed. After a few moments to catch our breath, she put her lips to my ear, and whispered ... "one".



Business Trip



Ping! I look over to the bottom right-hand corner of my screen and see the notification for an incoming message. That's weird, who would be writing to me at this hour of the night, and from work to top it off. Well, let's just ignore the fact that it's a Friday night and I'm sitting on my bed in sweats and a sports bra, writing a report that isn't due for another week, my two cats as my only company. As usual, they're both asleep, one at the foot of my bed and the other between my outstretched legs. I open up the message and see it's from my boss. Oh lovely, the client has rescheduled the final presentation for next week instead of the week after. That means that we'll have to fly out first thing Monday morning. Guess it pays off to be married to the job, because there shouldn't be any problem in having the report done in time, even with the unexpected rescheduling of this meeting. 

Being married to the job also has its deficiencies, especially in terms of relationships. It makes for some very lonely nights. Thankfully I have a very vivid imagination and a decent collection of toys to help me deal with the dry spell. Speaking of imagination, I notice that the new guy is included in the list of people going to visit the client next week. Oh yummy... he's been the star of my fantasies since the first day I saw him at work. Shawn Calvin. His name sounds like he should be an underwear model, and his looks just reinforce that idea. He's tall, dark blond, with a body that would put Michelangelo's David to shame. I'd love to have a go with him. Yeah, as my good friend Chris used to say, if wishes were horses I'd be driving a Ferrari.

Thinking about Shawn takes my mind off the report and I realize just how late it is. It's time for me to turn off the computer and relax for a bit before going to sleep. I save my progress, wait for it to shut down and then get up to place it on the night table. On my way back to the bed I debate whether I should grab one of my toys or not, finally deciding to go for it. I grab my favorite purple vibrator and lay down on the bed, letting my imagination take over.

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Monday morning at the airport the group assigned to the client presentation meets up at the gate to wait for the plane to board. I arrive last, and see Shawn (dreamy sigh), another coworker named Miriam and Ben, our boss (another dreamy sigh) already seated and waiting. Ben is older, maybe late 40s, but still works out almost every day and has an extremely defined body that looks killer in a suit. He also speaks in a super-sexy European accent that makes me shiver just listening to him. I'd love to be the middle of a Ben and Shawn sandwich if I ever got the chance. Thankfully no one can read my thoughts as we wait for the plane to board, or I'd probably die of embarrassment. As is, thinking of the two of them together has me squirming in my seat. 

The plane boards soon after and the flight is uneventful. We reach our destination and check into the hotel. As luck would have it, Ben, Shawn and I are on the same floor, almost in neighboring rooms. We all go up our rooms to leave the suitcases and meet for lunch before heading to the client's office. Lunch is quick, though as a group we all get along and except for Shawn have known each other for years. I love my job so much largely in part to the great professional relationship I have with Ben and the others in my department. Most days it seems we're more like family than coworkers, which is a rare thing in the business world.

The meeting with the client later that afternoon goes better than expected. They're happy with the results presented, which means that we're the front runners for obtaining the next project of this type that they might need. Once we leave the client's office, Ben invites us all to a celebratory dinner. Miriam declines, but Shawn and I eagerly accept. We drink wine to accompany our food, and before I realize it we've downed about a bottle each, maybe more. I know for sure that I've passed my limit because I stand up and the room starts spinning. Both Ben and Shawn notice and reach out to steady me as I sway a little. "I'm so sorry guys, this is extremely embarrassing," I say. "I don't think I'll be able to walk up to my room. Could you help me out?" 

"Sure" says Shawn at the same time Ben replies "Don't worry. We'll help you up."

I accidently (ok, maybe on purpose) keep brushing my breasts on their arms as they hold me up and guide me along, using my unsteady state as an excuse. Both of them try to ignore it, but I can see that Shawn is getting a little flushed around the collar. Interesting possibilities run through my wine-infused brain, and I keep "accidently" brushing up against him as we walk. Ben is much harder to read though, but it's fun to keep up the act. Between the two of them they help me reach the elevator without incident. The elevator opens up, and Ben walks in first, me behind him and Shawn bringing up the rear. As the doors close I trip on my feet and fall against Ben, who had just turned around, my whole body plastered against his. I pull Shawn with me since he had been holding my arm at the moment, and he fall against my back. I start to laugh and blurt out "I'm finally in a Ben and Shawn sandwich!" before clamping my hands over my mouth and trying to stand up on my own, face red with humiliation. I lower my eyes to the floor so as to not see either of their faces in fear of being laughed at, but they both try to make light of it as the elevator reaches our floor and we get out.

Walking down the corridor to my room it somehow feels different. There's an electric feeling to the air that wasn't there before. I'm probably imagining things though. Ben takes my room key from my purse and hands it to Shawn, who opens the door. He then leads me in as Shawn closes the door behind us. "Thank you guys so much for helping me to get here" I say. "You don't have to worry about me anymore though. I can handle things on my own from here." 

Ben sits on the edge of the bed next to me and turns to look me in the eye. "What you said in the elevator, about being in a Ben and Shawn sandwich, is that something you're really interested in, or is it just the wine talking?" I blush furiously and stammer a bit, unsure of what to say. 

Shawn kneels in front of me and takes my hands into his before saying "You don't need to be embarrassed. It's something we'd like to know." Ok, I think to myself, I've definitely had way too much to drink, or I've dived head-first into the Twilight Zone. Ben puts his hand on my shoulder and starts playing with my hair as they wait for an answer. I'm dumb-founded, turning to look from one to the other. 

"Would..." my voice trails off, barely audible. I clear my throat and try again. "Are you guys asking what I think you are?" I'm finally able to say.

Ben replies in his oh-so-sexy accent "We're asking if you would really like a threesome with us." Leave it to him to get to the point, as always. I look at him and back at Shawn, who is rubbing his fingertips over my hands as if trying to calm me down. Actually, it's having the opposite effect. My heart rate is through the roof, blood pounding in my ears at the thought that this is actually happening, that I'm being invited by not just one, but two extremely attractive, handsome men at the same time. 

"If you're not interested just tell us," says Shawn "and we'll all go on like this never happened." 

I lower my gaze to catch my breath, bringing Ben's crotch into focus. Holy cow! My gaze flies up to look into his eyes, and he smiles ruefully at my reaction. "I can understand it's a bit much to take in, but we'd really, really like for you to say yes."

"A bit much? Talk about an understatement," I say under my breath. 

Shawn chuckles at that and replies "We're still waiting for an answer. Not to pressure you or anything, but we'd kinda need to know." 

"You're both ok with this?" I ask again, trying to wrap my head around the situation. 

"Of course we are," says Ben, "otherwise we would never have asked." 

"Ok, I get that," I say. By now, much of the alcohol induced fog as left my brain, and my libido has kicked into high gear. "If you two are sure you're ok with this, then yes, I most definitely want to be in a threesome with you two" I reply before my courage gives out. 

"Thank you sweetheart" says Shawn as Ben turns my head to kiss me, his tongue tracing my lips before slipping between them to deepen the kiss. Shawn sits down on the bed next to me, kissing my neck, his hand slipping under my shirt to caress my breasts over my bra, molding and kneading with his palm. I reach down and place my hands over the bulges in their pants, stroking over both at the same time. My head is spinning, never having expected my wildest fantasy to have a chance of coming true.

Shawn puts his fingers on my chin and gently pulls me towards him for a kiss, our tongues twining together, so Ben starts massaging my other breast. He slowly starts to unbutton my blouse as he kisses my neck until its gaping open and the dark blue lace of my bra is completely visible. He bends down and suckles my breast through the bra and I moan into Shawn's mouth. Shawn takes off my shirt while Ben unbuckles my bra and removes it. Both of them kneel down in front of me and each one takes a nipple into their mouths. It's a weird feeling, having both nipples sucked on at the same time. I can feel the difference in pressure, in how they use their tongues to flick and lick my nipples until they're hard peaks and I'm squirming on the bed, my panties already damp and my clit throbbing. I moan softly as they continue to torment me in tandem, biting, licking, sucking on my hard and distended nipples, my hands in their hair, pulling each one as close as possible.

Ben stands up, takes off his shirt and unzips his pants, pushing them down to his feet before stepping out of them. His cock is so thick and hard, my mouth waters at the sight. He steps closer and I wrap my hand around the base of his cock, licking my lips in anticipation. I pump it once, twice then lick the head using teasing flicks of my tongue, swirling it around and around before opening my lips and letting it slide into my mouth. Shawn playfully bites my nipple and I gasp with Ben's cock in my mouth, which he uses to his advantage and pushes in fully so the head hits the back of my throat. I gag on it a little, working to swallow around it and take it deeper. "That's it baby, breathe. You can take it all" he says to me. I look up and see the lust burning in his eyes, and that makes me want to please him so I stay there, working my throat around his cock. He pulls back and I draw in a deep breath, noticing that Shawn has stood up and is now naked as well.

Boy oh boy, I am in a hedonist's heaven I think to myself, letting my eyes run over the two gorgeous men naked in my hotel room. I take Ben's cock in my hand to stroke it as I drop to my knees and take Shawn's cock into my mouth, moving slowly back and forth while he runs his fingers through my hair and urges me faster. I oblige and speed up, lips tight around his cock, tongue caressing on each stroke, one hand on his thigh to help me stay balanced. He pulls me back and helps me up so that he can kiss me passionately and Ben presses into my from behind, moving my hair over one shoulder so he can easily kiss and lick my neck. I writhe between them, loving the feel of their hard bodies and even harder cocks pressing against me, their hands roaming over my body. Someone, I don't know who at this point as my brain is no longer working, unzips my skirt and pulls it down my legs, baring the matching blue lace thong that long ago lost the war to contain the moisture dripping from my pussy. They both growl appreciatively when they see me, and help me to step out of it before laying me down on the bed, ass resting just on the edge and my feet on the floor.

Ben steps between my legs and kneels on the floor, running his hands up and down my thighs. Shawn kneels over my, his legs on either side of my torso. I prop myself up on my forearms as he scoots forward so I can take his dick in my mouth. Ben starts licking over my pussy, teasing with his tongue outside my pussy lips, over and around until finally licking straight up the center and homing in on my clit. He sucks and licks at it, not letting up and then licks down to stab his tongue into me deep, drawing out my juices. He alternates fucking me with his tongue and licking and sucking on my clit. At the same time, I'm playing with Shawn's dick, licking and teasing the head before letting it slip past my lips and sucking on it. He draws back and I lick as much of it as I can reach. He then pushes past my lips and slides it in until the head hits the back of my throat and I work my muscles around him to take it deep before he slides back out slowly and then picks up the pace. I'm awash in sensation and it doesn't take long for me to cum, crying out around Shawn's dick in my mouth, legs shaking and body trembling as I lie helpless while the pleasure sweeps through me.

I lay there panting, trying to regain some sense of control while Ben keeps licking me, his face covered in my cum. Shawn gets up and helps me to sit up and change position, so that I'm kneeling on the bed on all four. He moves behind me and Ben moves in front, his cock hard and straining, the veins clearly outlined under his skin. There's a drop of pre-cum on it that I can't resist and flick my tongue out to lick it off. Behind me I hear the crinkle of a condom wrapper just before I feel Shawn press his cock into my pussy. I'm so wet that he slides in without much trouble in spite of my pussy being so tight and swollen around him. He pushes in until I can feel his balls slap against my clit and he just stays there, filling me almost to the point of pain. Ben places his cock against my lips and I lick over the tip and then let him slide into my mouth. He also pushes in deep, as far as I can take him and then pulls back. Shawn pulls out of my pussy and slams back in, jolting me forward to take Ben's cock in my mouth again. Over and over they work me, penetrating my pussy and my mouth with their hard cocks, keeping a steady pace they can tell is driving me insane. My body starts to quiver as the pleasure grows within me until I reach the breaking point and cum hard, my pussy pulsing and milking the cock in it, and my mouth sucking stronger than I previously had on the cock fucking it.

My legs feel like they're going to give out but Shawn grabs me by the hips holds me up, slamming into me hard and deep. I cry out at his penetration which intensifies the aftershocks shaking through my body. He cums with a low grunt, his thrusts slowing down but not completely stopping. Ben then takes over, making me focus on his cock as it slides in and out of my mouth. I use my tongue to caress it on each stroke and he wraps my hair around his fist, his other hand urging me faster. He one final stroke and he explodes down my throat, long hot pulses of cum that I eagerly swallow jetting from his cock. At this point I'm so overwhelmed that I collapse on the bed. 

Ben lies down next to me and takes me into his arms so that I'm facing him, our legs intertwined. Shawn lies down behind me, spooning me from the back. "That was absolutely amazing," I say. "I never would have believed it if I hadn't lived it". Ben just chuckles and kisses me softly and I can feel Shawn's answering smile against my shoulder, his cock twitching slightly as it nestles along my butt, making me thing of round two. For now I'm too tired so I start to doze off, surrounded by hard male bodies and heat and think to myself, a girl can definitely get used to this.