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My First Man

By: luvcurious



A few years back I was living in the mid-west. My wife and I were going through a divorce and I was making an attempt to get back into the dating scene. 

One night, after visiting a few bars with a co-worker and not having any luck, he decided that he would go home because he had to be at work the next morning. I had the next day off and told him that I was going home also, but I had other intentions.

During our bar visits and a few dances with attractive women, I was getting aroused. I visited a strip club, had a few beers, tipped a few women and after a while decided that I needed something more entertaining. I left the skin club and began walking around the city. 

I walked passed a club called “adventures”. Not really paying any attention, I walked inside. There was a five dollar cover, which I thought was unusual for a Wednesday night, but I paid the charge and entered the club.

Right away, I knew why the cover charges. It was a gay club! At first, I wanted to just leave and lose the $5.00 I paid. But not wanting to look like an idiot, and being just a little curious, I decided to have a drink and watch the goings on.

I ordered a drink from the bar tender and he brought it back to me. He began to strike up a conversation. The club was almost empty and the music was at a level that conversations were fairly easy to hear. While I was talking with the bar tender and noticing that he was interested in me, I was also looking out on the dance floor and around the room. I was experiencing a voyeuristic charge in watching men on the dance floor holding each other and kissing.

The bar tender, seeing my eye’s roaming the place, asked if this was my first visit to a gay bar? I related that it was. He asked what I thought, and for the first time, I asked myself what I thought. I liked it AND I was beginning to get excited!

The bar tender left to take care of another customer, and I was finally left to take in the whole gay club atmosphere.  

I finished my drink and a guy approached me as I was draining my glass. He asked if he could buy me another drink and join me. I didn’t know what to think, but I automatically said, or I think I said yes. 

Steve ordered two of what I was having and the bartender returned fast as lightning. As he was sitting the drinks down, he told Steve that this was my first time at a gay bar. I blushed so fast that I think you could hear my face turn red. Steve looked at me with the kindest smile, leaned over to me and whispered in my ear. He said, “it’s okay, you have to start somewhere”. I smiled back and just nodded my head. What was I doing? 

I have always fantasized about having sex with a man. I had bought a few gay porno magazines and watched a few gay movies, but since my younger day’s “exploring” with my best friend, I never acted upon my fantasies.

Until that night!

Steve and I found a quiet table and began talking about sports, the weather occupations and such. After a few more drinks (and yes, I was becoming quiet toasted) he asked me if I was gay. I said, “not yet” and left it at that. His smile, and my smile were huge! (So was the bulge in my pants)

He asked if I wanted to try another bar, he said it was close and we could walk. I was thinking to myself, “I don’t want another drink, but I don’t want to lose out on this opportunity”. We left the bar and while walking out, I looked at the bartender who was smiling as much as Steve and I were. I just winked at him.

We walked about three blocks in silence. I was pondering the decision I would have to make at the end of the night of bar hopping with Steve. Did I want to invite him to my place? Did I want to go to his place? Did I even want to do this?

When we got to the next club, it was much more crowded. We found a table in the corner of the upper floor and sat there. We were sitting next to each other, at a round table I don’t think there was any doubt that we were together. 

The waiter/waitress, a guy in drag, and funny as hell, took our orders. While we were waiting for the drinks, Steve and I began to watch the crowd in the bar. The place was full. Some of the patrons were with others and some alone. There were men kissing and rubbing each other and women who were interlocked in very passionate kisses and some rubbing as well. It was another world for me; I was really enjoying this side of life, from the outside looking in.

Then it was my turn to go inside that world. I was trying to figure out if I should make the first move, or wait for Steve. The waitperson came back with the drinks, put them down and yelled to us over the noise that we looked like a perfect couple. Then he kissed us both on the cheeks and left. I turned to look at Steve and we just locked our gazes for a few minutes, I felt like a teenager on my first date, the feeling was incredible! And, my moments of self-debate were over. We leaned into each other and kissed. 

This was the first time that I had ever kissed another man. It was one of those lips slightly parted, tongue darting out to touch lips. Then we began French kissing, and lip licking in earnest. It was wonderful. We both had scratchy faces, but that lent to the excitement for me, it helped me realize, even through the alcohol, that I was kissing another man.

After a few minutes or maybe hours of this, I wasn’t paying attention to the time. Steve broke the contact and asked if I would go home with him. There it was! I looked straight into his eyes, looked away for a brief moment, leaned toward his ear and whispered, “Are you kidding? Where are you parked?”

Stepping into his house, he asked if I wanted a beer? I said yes, and followed him to the kitchen. While he was fishing in the refrigerator, I figured that I would treat him the way I would treat a woman. I walked up behind him, and wrapped my arms around his stomach. He stood up and placed his hands on either side of my head and leaned his head back on my shoulder. I started to kiss and lick his neck and his ear. He began moaning and pushing his ass into my crotch, which by the way, was getting more and more full by the second. He turned his head and told me, “I can’t get the beer with you mauling me”. I let go, he got the beer and we went to the living room.

We sat on his couch and talked for a few minutes. We were sitting facing each and he was rubbing my calf and my thigh. A few times we started to kiss and actually make out. He sat his beer on the table and took mine from my hand, sat it down. He stood up, took my hand and began leading me into his bedroom. 

When we entered his bedroom, I wrapped him up from behind again. I was doing what felt natural, and boy did it feel sexy! This time, instead of leaving my arms wrapped around his stomach, I began to slide my hands over his chest and back down to his stomach. I placed one hand under his chin and lifted his head so I could get to his neck. Steve began to suck on my fingers and with his hands he grabbed my ass and began pulling me toward his ass. He began grinding against the erection in my pants and I slid my hand all the way down to his groin.

I could feel that he was as excited as I was, (no kidding). He turned to face me and we began our tongue dance once again. I was so incredibly hot! I began to kiss his neck and worked my way down to his chest, unbuttoning his shirt as I went. I licked his nipples and gently sucked on the nubs.

When I got his shirt fully unbuttoned, untucked and slid it off his shoulders, I noticed that he was built pretty much like me. Nothing rippled or flexed out of his skin, he was just an average, cute guy. I liked that.

I began to unbuckle his belt while kissing him and licking his lips. Steve had no other choice but to let me do my bidding. And he did. His hands were either on my shoulders or rubbing my back and ass, which was all he was able to reach as I was taking command and moving so much.

When I got his belt undone, and began unbuttoning his jeans, I sunk to my knees. I told him that I had wanted to do this for years! I looked up at him, I guess I wanted sure approval; he just smiled and closed his eyes. 

I pulled his jeans down, being careful not to take his underwear down and ruin my act of fulfilling my fantasies. I got the jeans to his knees and stared at the bulge in his white, bikini underwear. His cock was slanted to his right and straining to be set free of the garment. 

I began to rub his cock through his bikinis and noticed that a wet spot appeared at the head of his cock. At first I thought he was coming, but then I realized that he was oozing pre cum. I slid my fingers into the waistband, and began to slowly pull his bikinis down.

When I got far enough, his cock sprung from it’s trap and stood half erect, pointing to my face. I grasped his penis with my right hand and began to feel his shaved balls with my left. After slowly pumping his hot shaft for a few minutes and getting the pre cum going, I used my tongue and lapped up all the clear juice flowing out. 

At that moment, I realized, that for the umpteenth time that night, I was living out my masturbation fantasies. I began to circle the head of his now erect cock with my tongue. And slid my mouth onto his manhood, tasting a fully erect penis for the first time in my life. I couldn’t believe how excited I was getting and how much I enjoyed having this man in my mouth.

Steve let me suck his cock for a while. Then he took me by the upper arms and stood me up. We began kissing again, and attempting to undress ourselves fully. After getting completely naked, we lie on the bed and started making love.

At first, we continued our face licking, and we were fondling each other’s penis, rubbing asses and chests, sucking nipples and the whole, nine-yards. Then, in a moment of brashness, I straddled his groin area. I had every intention of placing his eight-inch, cut cock inside me and fucking him until he came. It didn’t work!

Steve smiled at my inexperience and moved me off of him. He said that I wasn’t ready yet. I smiled and blushed, feeling like a sex starved, virgin. He placed himself at my cock, and we began a sixty-nine. After sucking me for a while, he moved further down, spread my legs and began rimming my ass with his mouth. What an incredible feeling that was! His whiskers were scratchy and his tongue was wet, warm and hard. He pulled me over on top of him and used both hands to lift me up to a sitting position on his face. His mouth was fiercely eating me and he slid my hands down to my ass. I used my hands to part my ass cheeks, I leaned forward ever so much and he began to push his tongue inside my hole.

In a few minutes, I was beginning to feel dizzy with excitement. I rolled off of him and lie on my back. I grasped my knees and pulled them to my chest. Steve knew just what I wanted and he positioned his head at my ass for some more lubricating work. 

When I softly moaned, he raised his head and asked me if I still wanted him inside me? The only answer I could muster was a smile and a nod. He got up and went to the bedside table. Producing some KY liquid and a condom, he sat back on the bed.

“Relax and enjoy” were his only words for me. He spread my legs and once again, I pulled my knees up into the air for him. He squeezed some lube onto my balls and let it run toward my wet ass. Then he positioned himself so he could begin to rub the lube onto my hole. 

I released one of my knees and began massaging his penis and balls. He opened his legs to give me better access. At first, one finger slid inside of me, then two and finally three of his fingers were sliding in and out. For a little while, he fucked my ass slowly and then began to quicken the pace. After about ten minutes of this, I told him that I was ready, and said that I wanted him inside me.

He got up, unwrapped the condom and slipped it on his fully erect cock. Then he got on the bed and lifted my legs. He positioned the head of his cock at my hole and began to slowly push. After using three of his fingers to fuck my ass, it was still difficult to take his cock inside me. He pushed to my sphincter and stopped for a minute. 

When I began to relax, I slowly started to rotate my hips. I could feel his cock beginning to slip further inside and I knew that I was ready to fully take him in. I placed my heels on his ass and began to pull him toward me. 

Steve was over top of me, with his hands to either side of my shoulders. He was gently fucking me. Using slow steady thrusts into my bowels, and talking to me. He was saying the sweetest things. I couldn’t believe that this is what sex with this man was like. He was so gentle.

I wrapped my legs around him stopping his movements. I pulled him down to me, so that his full weight was on top of me and kissed him. Afterward, I told him to fuck me. I said it in a way that left no doubt. I wanted him to pound my ass and cum inside me. And that is exactly what he did.

After about two minutes of hard fucking, he began to tense all of the muscles in his body. I knew that it was time for him to cum. I reached up with one hand and touched his lips; he immediately began sucking two of my fingers. With the other hand I began to stroke my wet cock. There was so much pre cum! Steve fucked me harder and faster and then began to moan. I attempted to pull my fingers out of his mouth, but he just sucked them back in and continued to fuck and moan.

“Faster baby”, I said. “Fuck me harder” he picked up his pace even more. Then I told him “I want to cum with you, I want you to cum in my ass”. That is all that it took. He began to loudly moan and fucked even harder, I though he was going to shove his cock into my stomach. 

Then he came, as did I. We lie there for a long while until we fell a sleep.

I left the next morning, after some mutual masturbation. I never saw Steve again, but will never forget him. 

My First Man



To start with this is a true story that happened to me about nineteen years ago. It is about my first and only bisexual encounter. This is the first time I have told this story, so I hope you enjoy it, and who knows maybe some one close to me will read it and be able to help me explore my bi-side a little further. 

I live if North Central Texas, and was on a business trip to South Florida, I had been away from my wife for about two week's. I decided to check out the local bar's, and have a few drinks, even try to pick up one of the local women.

I had just entered the second bar of the night, when I notice a young man looking at me. I first thought I might have strayed into a gay bar, but quickly noticed there were couples all around. When I went to pay for my second drink, the bartender told me it had already been taken care of by the man I had noticed earlier. I know I should have refused the drink, but I didn't. 

The young man came over and ask if he could set at my table. I said sure and thanked him for the drink. He introduced himself as Jim and I told him my name, but I made it clear I was here for the women and not a man. He apologized and left my table. 

I finished my drink, then checked out a few more bars, desperately hopping to find a date for the rest of the evening. I decided to call it a night, after unsuccessfully, trying to pick up a half dozen different women so I headed back to my motel room. 

I noticed an all night adult movie theater only a couple of miles from my room, and decided to check it out. By now I had began to think about Jim, and what might have happened if I had seen him at the last bar, instead of the second one. After having a few too many drinks, who knows. 

The first movie was almost over when I entered the theater. It was at the climatic big orgy seen, with several couples all finishing at about the same time. It showed a lesbian couple, which really got me horny. After the move had ended the lights came up, I could see four or five people in the theater. The next movie started, and to my surprise, it was a gay flick about a young man with the hots for a straight body builder. 

About 10 minutes into the movie, a large, muscular man sat next to me, and introduced himself as Dennis. He went on to tell me all about the move we were watching. He put his hand on my thigh, and started rubbing it like we were lovers or something. Ordinarily this would have pissed me off to no end, but with all the alcohol, and the earlier encounter with Jim, along with the gay flick, I just let him keep rubbing my leg. I did tell him however that I was straight, and that I had never been with a man, nor did I have any intentions of ever being with one. 

Dennis kept his hand on my leg, but stopped rubbing for a while. He told me he was bi-sexual and had been with a man a few times, but really enjoyed women most of the time. Probably about twenty to thirty minutes into the movie he started rubbing my leg again, and I found myself hoping he would move on up to my dick. 

The gay man on the screen was fantasizing about sucking off the body builder, and I was wondering my self what it might feel like to be with another man. At this time I just said to hell with it, and reached over and felt His huge dick. It was so big I started to leave right then, but instead I ask him if he wanted to get out of there and go to my room. 

He jokingly said, "I thought you were straight". 

I said, "I did to".

He followed me to the motel, and I wondered what the hell I was going to do when we got there. I even thought about trying to loose him in traffic, but I didn't. I don't know what had came over me, but all I could think of was getting his huge cock in my mouth. 

As soon as we walked in the room, I turned around and kissed him full on the mouth, just like I would a woman, only he was about six inches taller than I was, and had a five o'clock shadow. Our tongue's darted in and out of each others mouth. The thought of kissing another man to that point really made me sick, but that night I was so horny I just went with the flow, and Dennis was so much larger than I am, I actually felt feminine. 

We each got undressed as soon as we broke off the kiss. I was completely naked, and he still had on his underwear. I ask him if I could take them off for him. He said sure and stood by the bed. 

I knelt down in front of him and began sliding off his underwear. I remember seeing his huge, soft dick for the first time. It was so big, even soft it was much larger than mine. He was circumcised, and completely shaved. I took his thick cock in both of my hands, and started kissing, licking , and sucking on his purple head. He grew hard in no time. I can remember how wonderful it felt to be in control of another person, and the taste of his pre cum was kind of sweet. 

I thought to myself, this must be how it feels to be a woman. When she takes control of a man's penis for the first time. I took as much of his man hood in my mouth as I could, but he was way too big for a virgin cock sucker. When he was fully erect, he was about nine to nine and a half inches long, and so big around it made my jaw hurt. 

I can remember how hard his dick got, just before he shot his hot cum in my mouth for the first time. It went from being pretty hard, to felling like a piece of ridged still between my lip's. Since this was my first time to give a blow job, I didn't know he was about to cum, if I had I would have stopped sucking, and started jacking him off. however before I knew what was going on, he was spewing his thick cum in my mouth. 

I was surprised when I didn't try to spit it out. I just swallowed and swallowed, and he just kept cumming in my mouth. The taste of his cum wasn't any thing like the pre cum, it was hot, thick, and salty, but it didn't take long for me to get use to it.

When it was all over, I stood up, and he said " You missed a drop," then licked some cum off my chin. 

I must admit it felt pretty good giving my first blow job, and making him cum. 

We laid down in the bed and kissed and hugged each other. Dennis told me I gave a really good blow job, and that it couldn't have been my first time. 

I assured him it was, but it wouldn't be my last. He thought that was funny. 

He was able to suck my little seven inches down his throat, and gave me the most fantastic blow job of my life. No woman has ever been able to suck me off , but he had me cumming in no time. Dennis kissed me again, but this time he had a mouth full of cum. I wasn't expecting that, but it just made me that much hotter when I tasted my own cum. 

I couldn't wait to get his dick in my mouth again so I licked and kissed my way down between his legs again. This time he had me turn around in a sixty nine position with me on top. He explained how this would make it much easier to get more of him in my mouth. He also explained how to relax my throat muscles, along with how to breath through my nose, while I swallowed as much of his huge pole as I could. 

I was surprised, after he got past the gag reflex, he could pump in and out of my throat with ease. I did OK as long as he didn't come out too far and hit my reflex muscle with the head of his dick. He explained, that with enough practice, I could get over that as well. 

Sure enough it wasn't long before he spewed cum down my throat. This time I new it was coming and greedily swallowed every drop. I sucked, and licked all the cum from his limp dick, then started licking his balls. 

He asked me if I had ever fucked anyone in the ass. 

I said no. My wife wouldn't even talk about it. 

He told me how to lick and tongue his ass hole. After just a few minutes of this he begged me to fuck him. I expected him to stick his but in the air, but instead he turned over and pulled his knees up to his chest, just like a woman would. I easily slid my dick in his ass, and started to pump, first slow and easy, then faster and harder. He was moaning like a woman, and without even touching his dick he started cumming between us. This made me cum in his ass. 

After We licked each other clean, he explained how it felt to have your ass fucked. I knew what he wanted and promptly offered my little butt hole. 

It felt so good to have his hot breath on my ass, and then he started reaming me with his tongue. That in itself felt wonderful. We found some hand lotion, provide with the room, and he rubbed it on, and in my ass. He first used one finger nice and slow. I couldn't believe it, but I felt like I was going to cum, even though my little dick had shriveled up to nothing. He then used more lotion and added a second finger, and then a third one. I felt really uncomfortable and full. 

Dennis said this was natural, but it would pass. 

He was right soon I relaxed enough, and it felt great. Then for the big moment. He put a couple of pillows under my stomach, and lifted my ass as high in the air as we could get it. I felt his huge dick pressing against my tight ass hole. I knew he wanted to ram it home, but he didn't. 

Dennis was patient with me. He added more lubricant and fingered me some more, before he tried again. This time I felt like I was going to split open. He pushed the head through my opening, and just laid there. 

He asked me if I wanted him to stop, and I did, but instead pushed against him with my ass and made that monster slide in another inch or two. We laid there for a long time with out moving a muscle, when all of a sudden, I was over come with desire to please this man to the fullest. I started pushing my ass against him harder and harder until I felt his nuts against me. He started moving in and out in a really short and slow motion. I'm not sure how long he had his massive manhood in me, but it started to feel good. I mean really good. He was able to slid in and out with ease. 

I asked him to pull out and let me turn over, since this was my first time to take a man, I wanted to do it like a woman. 

He did as I asked, and added lots more lubricant. 

I pulled my knees up to my chest, and let this strange man fuck me like the slut I wanted to be that night. When I came it was like nothing I have ever experience before. I think I may have even blacked out for a while. The next thing I knew was he was cumming in my sore ass, and all I wanted was more. I can still remember the felling of his dick going limp, and having his cum running out of my ass, and on the sheets, when he pulled out.

I went to sleep with him still on top of me.

When I woke up the next morning he was still on top of me, and my ass never hurt so bad. 

He kissed me and said "good morning beautiful". 

I can't explain it, but the pain just left my ass and for a while I felt like a real woman. 

I think this man would have done any thing for me. We got up and he ran my bath water. While I was in the bath he washed my back, and ordered room service. 

Dennis made the hole experience feel so natural and wonderful. 

He made love to me several more times that morning , and I'm not sure how many loads of cum I swallowed, that night and the next morning., but it is an experience I'll never forget.

I love my wife and kids very much, but I really hated to leave Florida and come back to Texas.

My job changed soon after that trip, and I don't get the chance to travel any more, so I have never had the chance to relive the experience, but some day I hope to be able to please a man again. I only hope he is a lot smaller, so that maybe I can take him in the rear a little easier. 



My First Man



I started cross-dressing at a very young age. I believe my first time was in a pair of my moms tan pantyhose and high heels. It was a joke that my sister did on me but ever since that I kept doing it in secret. I use to wear my sisters panties, hosiery, bras, and make up. I got very good at making myself look like a woman. At 5"11 and very slim it wasn't that difficult to believe I was a fine piece of ass. After getting in college I started to purchase thigh highs, heels, wigs, and everything it took to become a sexy cross dresser. One night I decided to take my dressing to the next step. I took a warm shower and shaved every inch of my body. I then proceeded to put on a pair of lacy black panties and black pantyhose. With that I slipped on a stuffed red bra and red 5-inch heels. I finished the outfit with a very short red minidress. After finishing the make up and wig I looked in the mirror and saw that I was one of the best looking women I had ever seen. 

I really didn't know what to do once I went out to the club. I never have thought of being with a man or what I would do if I were approached. I hesitated if I really wanted to go out, but forced myself to do it. On the drive over I kept getting a nice boner to the thought of the soft touch of a mans lips on mine. I couldn't believe what I was thinking, but decided that tonight was the night I was going to try it. As soon as I walked into the club I got sexy smirks, stares, and ass smacks from every guy in the room. If only they knew what I was hiding underneath these cloths. The night proceeded with dances and shots of vodka. I danced with a lot of guys and grinded my tight ass on everyone of there cocks. It was such a turn on and as the drinks kept being brought to me I knew that I was going to get lucky tonight. One guy caught my eye the most. He was very buff tan with short black hair. His muscles seemed to be popping out of his shirt, which turned me on so bad. He danced with me a lot and grabbed my hips as hard and as sexy as possible as I grinded his ever growing member in his pants. I wanted him bad and he knew it. After the last song he grabbed my hand and took me to the bathroom. 

My heart began to pound so fast and I got very nervous but the alcohol was telling me to just do it. Once inside he pushed me against the wall and began kissing my neck. His hands began to grope my ass and legs. I could feel his cock against my leg. As he kissed my neck harder I slowly moved my hand down his waist. I started to massage it through his jeans. His kisses got longer and I knew he wanted me. I never would have imagined being able to do this to a man. After a solid two minutes of this he pulled his head away and kissed me on the lips. His eyes sparkled and I knew what I wanted. I kissed him hard and our tongues wrestled against each other. I wanted do anything and everything with this guy I didn't even know. I began to undo his pants as we swapped spit over and over. 

I was so hungry for his dick I couldn't wait any longer. I kissed him hard and dropped to my knees. I pulled his 8" cock out and kissed it on the head. I quickly started to licked it all over the base. His moans from above told me how much he wanted me. I was so turned on I didn't even hesitate shoving it in my mouth. The feeling was amazing as it slid in and out of my mouth. I sucked it so hard he twitched multiple times. I stopped every once in awhile and licked his nuts and kissed his waistline just so it would last as long as possible. Before I could begin again he pulled me up and kissed me. I tried again to go down but he wouldn't let me. Instead he whispered in my ear how much he wanted to fuck my ass. I never thought that I would want this, but I was too horny to decline.

I walked over to the sink and bent over and stared at him and winked. He followed and pulled my wig hair back and kissed my back and neck and then lifted up my dress. I looked in the mirror and saw him staring at my pantyhose covered ass and he instantly pulled them down to my thighs and began to insert his cock into my ass. It hurt so bad at first that it was hard to not cry. After a few attempts it finally fit all the way in. I let out a loud moan and he began to fuck me. Slow at first because of the pain, but as he continued I started to not only like it but love it. I yelled faster which he of course did. I loved it so much; I started to thrust my ass back into his movements. We moaned together over and over. His balls were smacking my ass and I started to massage myself. As we did this over and over I felt myself cum in my panties. I was praying that he didn't see the stain or the boner I had in front of me. I wanted this straight man to never know what he was doing. It made things so much hotter. 

He thruster a few more times and I felt him tense up, and all of a sudden his cum shot straight into my ass. It was a feeling I had never felt before. Everything seemed to slow down and I felt euphoric. He rested his dick there for a few seconds until finally pulling it out ever so slowly. This gave me enough time tuck my now limp cock away, and then turned around and sucked the rest of the cum off his cock. He moaned as my tongue played with his over used cock. I got up and fixed my dress and pantyhose and then kissed him on the cheek and told him to call me for round two sometime. I handed him my number from my purse and walked out of the bathroom knowing I would see him again.



My First Man To Man Experience



I was so turned off of women after my wife & I started fighting and found that she was cheating on me. I called a gay hotline over a month and talked to the same guy, I am 29, 5'7" 150lbs, brown hair, blue eyes, 6" cut. After a month of talking to Glen, he described himself as 57, 5'11", 180lbs, grey hair, 8" thick & cut. 

Glen asked me what I was looking for or wanted to try. I told him I wanted to try oral & had fantasized about getting fucked in the ass. He asked me if I had ever had a cock or something in my ass and I told him my wife fucked my ass with her vibrator but that was it, that I had never had a real cock in my ass.

I finally went to his place after work at midnight, he told me to buzz his apartment and to come up and walk into his apartment. Glen said that when I got inside to lock the door, strip down naked and to walk into the bedroom, that he would be there waiting for me.

I got to Glen's about 12:30am, I was so nervous yet was so excited, I had a huge hard on in anticipation of what was going to happen, but sat in the car for about 10 minutes because of being so nervous.

I decided to go for it, so I went into the building and buzzed Glen's apartment, Glen answered and said come up the door is unlocked. I went up to the apartment and stood outside his door for a couple of minutes debating whether to go through with it or not, but I was so excited that I turned the handle and opened and walked in. I stripped out of my clothes laying them on a chair and walked naked into the bedroom. 

I stopped just inside the door and saw Glen laying on the bed totally naked with his huge cock standing straight up. I moved to the bed in a hurry, and immediately took Glen's cock into my mouth and started sucking him. 

Glen urged me to turn around so he could take my cock into his mouth. 

It wasn't long and I felt the sensation that I was going to cum. 

I told Glen I was going to cum and couldn't hold it back any longer, Glen put his hands on my ass and pulled me deep into his mouth and held me there till after I finished cumming, drinking all my cum. 

I went back to sucking his cock for another 5 or 10 minutes when he pulled me off of him saying that is not where I want to cum. Glen had me lay down on the bed face down. Glen then spread my legs and spread some lube around my ass. 

Glen slowly rubbed lube around my asshole then slipping one finger into my ass, it hurt alittle but not bad, felt better then I thought it would. 

He started working his finger in & out of my ass and then pushed a 2nd finger into me saying he had to open me up if he was going to get all 8 inches into me.

Glen started fucking my ass hard with his 2 fingers, I was so turned on and pushing back on them when all of a sudden he pulled them out.

I groaned disappointment at them being taken from my ass.

Glen then spread my legs wider, laying down on top of me pushing me down into the bed.

Glen then reached over for the lube and applying it to his hard cock.

He then started rubbing his cock around my ass. Then started pushing into me, It hurt so bad I had to tell him to stop.

Glen then told me to relax & it would make it alot easier, that I was going to love having his cock in my ass. 

I then thought and asked him if he was going to do me bareback or wear a condom,

Glen replied that he always does it bareback and was going to fill my ass full of cum.

I told him good that is what I wanted.

Just then Glen pushed again and the knob of his cock pushed into my asshole, it hurt like hell but was not going to tell him to stop, he held it there for a few minutes giving me time to adjust to it, then he shoved into me pushing about half his cock inside me, he told me to breathe and relax that the pain will go away. 

When the pain went away, I found myself pushing back onto Glen's cock and couldn't stop myself, I told him I wanted all of him inside me,

With that Glen shoved hard, shoving his cock all the way inside me, I could feel his balls hit my balls.

Glen said I am sorry but I have to fuck your ass, so tight, with that he pulled out of me and shoved it back into my ass to the hilt.

Glen started fucking me hard, when I realised I was going to cum, Glen said go ahead I can change the sheets, as I started to cum I felt Glen shove into my ass holding it deep inside me, I could feel his cock swelling, then all of a sudden I felt my ass getting hot and knew he was cumming filling me with his cum.

After Glen pulled out, we laid in bed cuddling, then got up and went for a shower, after the shower I got dressed and to leave. I told him I would call him tomorrow night, in which Glen replied, I will be looking forward to it.



My First Massage



My body was aching; all the work I'd been doing outside in the garden had taken its toll on me after a long winter of inactivity. The idea of a professional massage kept coming into my head, so after thinking about it for two or three days, I made a few phone calls and found a place that was both close by and affordable.

When I arrived at the address given to me, I was a bit surprised that it was a private house, but since I'd seen the advertisement in the newspaper for several days, I figured it must be a legitimate business. A sex-crazed murderer/masseur wouldn't advertise in a big daily newspaper! But just in case, I left the paper with his address and phone number on the front seat of my car. His name was Bill.

Upon entering, I was shown to a bedroom where I could disrobe. When Bill gave me a large bath sheet to wrap around my body, I asked him if I should remove 'everything'. He said that as long as I was comfortable with it, he preferred it. Other than my husband and a doctor, no one has seen me nude in over 25 years. I'm not a sweet young thing with buns of steel and perky titties. I'm a 40 odd, married woman who's had a couple of kids and carries a few extra pounds. Was I comfortable with removing everything? No, but I'd come this far, so figured "What the hell, go for it!" As I reached for the towel, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Straightening up, I realized that I didn't look too bad. My copper-coloured hair, fair skin and blue eyes complimented each other. Although my breasts had a bit of sag to them, my nipples were rosy and thick. My eyes wandered down across my tummy and to my shaved mound. The only hair was a small amber tuft just above the slit. I heard Bill coming back, so grabbed the towel and wrapped myself up.

When I first arrived, Bill was wearing trousers and a shirt, but when he came back into the room after I had disrobed, he was wearing shorts and a tank top. I was directed to a large comfortable chair and when I sat down, I was delighted to discover that it was heated with a vibrating unit inside of it. It felt very relaxing.

He sat down on a stool directly in front of me, lifted my legs up onto his thighs and began to massage my calves and thighs with a warm body lotion. I could feel myself relaxing and the muscles loosening up within a few minutes. The long edges of the bath sheet seemed to fall between my inner thighs so I felt "covered up" and I laid my head back and enjoyed the feeling of the warmth of the chair and the warm lotion being rubbed on my legs. He had a large hand-held vibrator with two heads on it in the shape of a "Y" that he pressed against the large muscles in my thighs; with the two vibrating heads they seemed to be almost "stroking" them. The only thing that prevented me from totally relaxing was that the towel kept coming loose a little above my breasts. I had to keep adjusting it so it wouldn't come apart. He passed me a clip so that the towel would stay together better. I felt him lean forward to take my hand, and then he was massaging my upper arms and shoulders. After several minutes, he was touching my legs again.

Then he stopped and asked me to sit down on the futon. There was a low cabinet built across the bottom of it and he put a pillow against it and told me to sit with my back against the pillow. He sat behind me with his legs on either side of my body. Using the warm lotion he began massaging my shoulders and neck. It was heaven! My shoulder length hair seemed to be in the way and he asked me for the clip that was holding the towel together so he could pin my hair up off of my neck. His fingers felt so wonderful massaging the sore tight muscles of my shoulders, neck and upper back. Bill lifted my arms up so they were resting on top of his thighs. His hands started to move around to the front, massaging my shoulders, the area under my arms above my breasts and my upper chest area. He was moving slowly, using firm but gentle pressure. With each circular motion he made, his fingers moved downward slightly. I knew that he was going to touch my breasts, but it felt so nice, I didn't want him to stop. When his fingers first brushed across my nipples, he hesitated and since I didn't object, he continued to caress them.

"Ohhh", I sighed, "This really is a full body massage."

"It's whatever you want it to be." He replied. "Do you enjoy having your tits massaged like this?"

"Hmmmm", was all I said, but that was the 'go ahead' sign. By this time the towel had come loose from my body and my breasts were completely exposed to him. For several minutes his hands massaged my upper body, moving from my neck, shoulders and breasts. Each time his hands got to my nipples, he'd rub them, pinch them or pull on them. Then he brought out a small vibrator and slowly moved it over my body, including lightly flicking it over my hardened nipples. My breathing was becoming a little shallower and I could feel the moisture between my legs.

After a while, he asked me to lie face down on the bed. He knelt beside me, poured some of the warm lotion on my back and started to massage me. It was wonderful. I had my arms raised level with my shoulders, resting on the mattress. His hands kneaded the muscles in my back and pressed up and down my spine. It felt so nice, and I couldn't help but wonder just how far he'd go and where he would touch me. The anticipation of his touch made the entire scenario even more exciting. He moved down to my buttocks and massaged the cheeks, pulling them apart then pressing them back together again. His fingers didn't go between but as he pulled my ass cheeks apart, I could feel the flesh around the opening of my pussy moving.

Next, his hands were on the back of my thigh and he was massaging them. He went down one leg; back up again, then did the other leg. I was lying with my eyes closed and I could hear him moving around a little bit. I felt something very soft floating over me. I opened my eyes and saw the huge pink feather he was brushing so lightly over my naked body. GOD! It was so sensuous. He reached for the hand held vibrator again and put it against my neck, moving it around my back, up and down my spine and onto my thighs. He was bringing it up very close to my crotch, but didn't touch me there with it. I wanted to move towards it, wanted to feel that vibration on my clit and around my pussy...and I'm sure he knew it.

He asked me to turn over onto my back. The towel was long gone. It surprised me how excited it made me to lie naked in front of this stranger. This was like a fantasy and for me; behind my closed eyes I fantasized a perfect body that he was looking at. He was still kneeling beside me and he began to put the vibrator on one of my large thigh muscles again. He moved it up and down, while kind of nudging me to separate my legs a little more. I bent my other knee up slightly and he put the heads of that vibrator right over top of my pubic area and pressed down firmly. One of the heads was against my clit; the other one was vibrating right at my very wet pussy. I moaned and raised my hips towards it.

Damn...it felt so good. His other hand reached up to caress and fondle my breasts with an occasional pinch of my nipples. I was so hot and wanted to have an orgasm so badly. He would apply pressure with the vibrator, back off, and then do it again. I was moaning and squirming around underneath it; I wanted to grind my hips right into it. I desperately wanted to him to fuck me with the head of the vibrator, but he wouldn't allow it to enter inside of me. He just kept pushing downwards, making small circular motions, and then he'd back off. I was going out of my mind.

I finally said, "Ohhh...Please, Please...FUCK ME with it, let me cum..." He didn't back off again. He held the vibrator firmly in place as I arched my back to reach it with my clit. He used his other hand to fondle and pinch my big, thick nipples. Within seconds, I had an amazing orgasm! I reached down to move his hand and the vibrator away from my now overly sensitive clit and he put the heads of the vibrator on my pubic mound for a few seconds.

When the waves of my orgasm had stopped, he covered me with a satin sheet and ran his hands all over my body. Once my breathing had returned to normal, he asked me to sit up and he knelt behind me and rubbed my back again for a few minutes. Then he got up and went into the next room. I knew that it was over.

I got up and started to dress. He came back into the room to open the drapes, etc and talked to me while I put on my clothes. It was very strange, but not uncomfortable. We went back out to the entryway and I paid him and finally looked at him. It was the first time I had actually looked at his face, looked into his eyes. Until then, he was a complete stranger; we both smiled; I said thank-you, so did he and I left.

Afterwards, I couldn't believe that I had really gone there and let someone I'd never met before touch me so intimately. It wasn't until then that I even wondered if he had gotten aroused. The truth is, I didn't really care! It was a wonderful sensation to be so pampered and not feel that I had to reciprocate in any way. It was a totally selfish experience and I loved every minute of it. The excitement was amazing, and while driving away, I wondered if I'd ever go back again.



My First Massage



I sat in the chair waiting. 

My husband had bought me a massage for my birthday, so here I was, but it had been almost half an hour and I was beginning to get irritated. I glanced in the mirror, checking my self out. I had been told the massager here was gorgeous, so I had played up my trim 23yr old body, wearing a fine lace bra and thong pantie set (another birthday present) and had my brown hair done up high. I wore a pair of tight dark grey jeans and a tank top. I may be married but that didn't mean I couldn't flirt occasionally

My musing was interrupted by the arrival of my massager. And gorgeous didn't even begin to describe.. her! A woman, I was surprised. She was beautiful, a fiery red head with the tight blue uniform shirt and skirt. Her breast fairly burst out of her top and her green eyes lingered on me.

"Sorry about the delay uh?" she enquired as she sat down.

"Aurelia, Aurelia Watts" I said, I was unnerved the woman was no older then me, but she had the most penetrating gaze. 

"Aurelia," she said as if tasting every syllable "I am Samantha and we are very sorry and offer a full body massage as compensation. Would that be acceptable?"

I just nodded my head still shaken by her gaze.

"Very well let us begin, if you could please strip off everything except for your panties?" she asked in a completely straight forward tone.

I was a bit surprised by the request, but I began to strip off. But as I removed my top I saw her eyes on me again and immediately felt my nipples harden. I had never really considered another woman before, if anything it had seemed a bit gross but her I was stripping for another woman (If only for a massage and getting turned on). With a sly smile she instructed me lie stomach down on the massage table with my face looking through the small hole in the table.

Not knowing what to expect I almost jumped when she ran her hands over my left foot. With expert skill she began, first with my feet and then slowly moving her hands up my calf muscles. She was indescribable, her hands were like silk, moving and pressing their way up my leg. Her advance did not stop at my knees but carried on up my thighs, inside and out.

I suddenly found my self soaking wet this was unlike anything I had felt before, I was so turned on! I felt a soft hand brush my ass check for an instant. Before she stoped and made her way to my shoulders. I almost shuddered with pleasure as she began to stroke my shoulders. Then she bent down and whispered in my ear.

"You have the most amazing legs darling." Her voice was deep and husky.

I clenched my teeth trying not to respond. This wasn't right, I wasn't a lesbian. Her hand slid down my back making circles before she came to my ass again.

"I'm just going to move this for a sec, okay darl?" she asked as her hands hooked under the lace thong, and began moving it with out waiting for a reply. I gave a kind of non committal grunt as I felt the thong pulled down to just below my ass checks.

I then felt the biggest shock of my life. I felt her run her tongue down my ass crack. This was the final straw; I pulled my self up and turned to face her, only to find her only a few inches from my face.

"Something wrong beautiful?" she asked in her sultry voice.

"I don't wont to do this any more" I stammered.

"Really, your body says otherwise."

With a gasp I realised I was completely revealing my incredibly turned on body, stiff nipples, shallow breathing and soaking cunt. I desperately tried to cover my self. 

"I'm married I can't do this." I said quietly

But as I did she leaned in and kissed me, her tongue stabbing and probing into mine.

When she came back up for air she said "I won't tell if you won't?" and with a hungry smile she pushed me back down onto the table this time facing up. She moved my left hand and lowered her head down to my glistening sex organ. I began to stammer "No this is wrong, we shouldn't be doing this, please stop, stop." By my cries went unheard, as she began to run her tongue up and down my slit till she had my clit out in full view. She began to alternate between flicking it and burying it in her mouth and softly rubbing it in her teeth.

My cries, faltered as she carried on, driving me to climax. 

"Stop, oh dear god please don't stop" I cried, both my hands now stroking her beautiful red hair. Suddenly overcome by passion I began to remove her clothes. She stops for a few seconds to help, pulling her uniform off like a wild woman. Before she climbed up on the table, and lowered herself down on to my welcoming face. Suddenly I was confronted by another woman's sex right in my mouth. She smelt divine but I had little idea what to do. Samantha solved this by beginning her assault on my pussy once more. Following her lead I devoured her cunt like it was the last thing I would ever do. But just as I was getting in to the swing of it Samantha moved her hands under my ass and lifted my backside up, thrusting her head deeper in between my thighs. Her questing tongue found its goal and she thrust it deep into my anus. I had never felt any thing like it before and immediately climaxed. I thumped and thrashed, moaning in pure ecstasy. Coming down off my high, I found her straddling my chest facing away from me, her ass checks firmly planted on my breasts. Looking back at me she smiled.

"You liked that?" she asked in a cheerful voice.

Just as I was about to respond Samantha desk phone chimed and the receptionists voice came through.

"Samantha, your eleven a' clock is on his way up he will be there in a few secs."

Samantha swore at the cherry voice, swing her leg up and over she got off me.

Looking at the clothes she began to pick up hers. Realising what was actually happening I jumped to my feet, looking for my panties, I realised they were now on Samantha. She smiled seductively, "you still owe me one darling, I keep these until you can pay me back."

I nodded "well I'll keep yours as insurance as well." I said, Samantha smiled at that and I realised she had worn no lingerie.

Desperately we harried into our clothes, when we were done Samantha embraced me pulling me in close, and planted her mouth on mine, this time I returned the kiss, jousting with her tongue, I felt her hand slip up and begin to grope my breast. This made me horny all over again. We only stopped when the door opened, standing apart and straightened our hair. The poor man knew something had been going on but we weren't going to tell. I left her room with the image of her smile firmly placed in my imagination. It was only when I got to the elevator that I felt something in between my breasts. Pulling it out it was a piece of paper. Written on it was a number, and the words call me. Placing the note back between my breasts, I smiled.



My First Massage



My daughter gave me a special birthday present last year. I guess I'd been complaining to her a lot about how stressed out I'd been with my job, so she gave me a gift certificate for a massage. When I opened the card and saw what it was, I gave Erin a big hug and thanked her.

"Mom, this girl is fantastic." Erin told me. "You have to go to her house -- she doesn't have a place, in like a strip mall, or anything. But, my friend Jenny -- you know Jenny -- told me about her and I've been to Karen quite a few times and her massage makes me feel so much better ... it's just amazing. I really hope you like it."

My daughter's enthusiasm had me convinced, even though I'd never had a massage before. So, I called and made an appointment for the following Tuesday afternoon. I scheduled as late in the day as I could so I wouldn't have to leave work too early. Thankfully, we have 'flex hours' at the office and I put in so much OT (without getting paid for it) that I didn't feel at all guilty amount knocking off an hour early.

Tuesday came and I arrived at Karen's house in 'suburbia.' I rang the bell and was met at the door by a petit young woman who looked to be a few years older than my daughter. She was very pretty with very straight dark hair which reminded me of my own hair in my 'hippie' days. She wore a very utilitarian sweat suit, or workout suit - or something like that - with a belt around her very slender waist that had a little pouch containing a couple bottles with pump tops.

"Hi, I'm Karen. You must be Erin's mom. Please, come in." The girl said, and she extended her hand.

"Yes, I'm Linda ... pleased to meet you." I said and shook her hand. She had a strong grip; more like a man's. I stepped into the large entry way of her home.

"Well, I can sure see where Erin got her good looks." Karen said. "I've got my table set up right through here." She indicated a doorway just off the foyer. 

"Why thank you." I said, acknowledging her nice compliment as she led me into a room which was very dark. 

Heavy drapes covered the only window and admitted almost no light from the outside, even thought it was a bright sunny day. There was minimal furniture; a couple low tables in the corners, a side table with bottles of lotions on it; and a massage table in the middle of the room. Karen had placed scented candles all around the room; they were all lit and gave the room a warm and intimate ambiance, and the aroma was lovely, too -- it reminded me of jasmine with overtones of some sort of spice. There was a CD player on the floor under the side table with soft soothing sounds emanating from it ... not exactly music really, though I could hear pan pipes, or something similar, playing softly in the background. But the dominant sound was of falling rain. Behind the steady 'hiss' of of a rain shower, there was a distinct pitter patter of rain dripping on a tin roof, as well as, that of drops splattering in puddles -- it reminded me of rainy summer days as a child when our family spent vacations at our cabin in the woods. Karen also had wall hangings all over the room that made it seem as if you'd been transported to a museum of ancient Aztec or Mayan art. The room, overall, was a delight and very cozy.

"Oh Karen, this is so nice ... I just love it." I said, quite sincerely, as I looked all around the room and took it in.

"Oh thanks. I firmly believe that a nice relaxing atmosphere is essential -- I come in here to meditate, too." She said. "Now, Linda, you can hang your cloths on these hooks on the back of the door, here. If you want to leave your underwear on, that's up to you, though a bra makes it fairly difficult to massage your back; but it's your choice. When you're ready, you can lie on the table -- face down to start - there's a large towel on the table to cover yourself with. I'll give you a few minutes and then I'll be in." 

"OK." I said.

She left and pulled the door closed. I removed my shoes and reached around behind my back to unzip my dress; I removed it, and hung it from the hook Karen had indicated. I wore no pantyhose since it was summer. I unclasped my bra and hung it on a hook, as well; I hesitated about my panties, then, thought 'what the hell, she's a professional' and I took them off too. Before I climbed onto the table, I looked down at my naked body in the soft dim candlelight and thought I didn't look all that bad for a girl my age. My tummy was pretty flat and my breasts - though not really huge like a Playboy model's - were quite respectable and suffered only a little from the effects of too many years exposure ... to gravity. I couldn't see my bottom but I gave it a little squeeze with my fingers and felt how nice and tight it was from the many hours suffered at the gym. 

All in all, not bad for an old babe, I thought to myself.

I lifted the towel and climbed on the table and lay with my head resting on the padded open thingy at one end; and then I draped the towel, as best I could, over my bottom. I lay there a couple minutes just listening to the soothing sound of rain falling and the deep breathy sound of whatever that instrument was that was playing in the background.

"Already?" Karen said as she came into the darkened room. 

"Uh huh." I replied. 

First thing, Karen arranged the towel so it only covered my bottom, then she put some fragrant lotion on her hands and began. She started on my upper back and neck area.

"Is this your first time?" She said softly. "Are there any areas you'd like me to give special attention? You know ... any aches or sore muscles?"

"Well yes, this is my first massage. And I guess my legs could use a little extra work, I just started a cycling class at the gym and my thighs have been sore the past couple days."

"OK, we'll see if we take care of that for you." She said, and then she went to work. 

It felt wonderful. I could feel the tension releasing as her magic fingers pressed and manipulated and squeezed. I wondered why I hadn't ever tried a massage before and vowed to myself that I would become a regular devotee of Karen's in the future.

She worked on my arms and fingers and head, even my scalp, then she did my back and shoulders, and finally, she got to my legs and my sore thighs. I felt relief from the soreness immediately. As she massaged my upper legs I felt both hands pressing and sliding up the back of my thigh right up to my bottom, and then her hands would separate and go down the sides of my leg to my knee, and then she repeated the process. As Karen's fingers slid from the top of my thigh to the sides, her one hand was pressing my inner thigh and I realized I was getting a little tingle in my groin, perhaps because she was so close to those intimate parts. Though I also noticed she seemed to be taking care not to actually touch my private area, except that her hands a few times did go up very high on my bottom and manipulated the muscles of my bum and that felt really good. But that too, gave me a bit of a thrill.

She continued working on my thighs a fairly long time. Of course, I had told her they needed extra attention; but as she worked the sore muscles, I kept getting sensations between my legs of increasing intensity each time she reached the top of my thigh and slide her hand inside my leg.

She switched to my other leg and repeated the same process as with the first leg. The tingling and delightful sensations between my legs intensified even more. I knew I was getting wet there and I desperately hoped Karen didn't notice -- that would have been so embarrassing. I could feel that the towel was still in place protecting my modesty.

Maybe, I thought, my mild excitement was because my body so relaxed from Karen's magic hands and my mind so dreamy from the ambience of her lovely room and the soothing music. I didn't know. I'd never been turned on by a woman before. Never even thought about a woman that way, nor was I thinking about Karen 'like that' as she continued to work on my other thigh. I just knew I was getting a little turned-on. I was even starting to shift my hips around a little trying to discreetly exert some pressure on my mound because of the tingling in my "little nub." 

"OK, its time to turn over. Take your time." Karen said very softly. I felt her lift the towel slightly so it wouldn't get twisted around me as I rolled over.

"Scooch down a little so I can remove the head rest, OK?" She instructed.

"Uh huh." And I scooched. 

Karen began on my neck and the tops of my shoulders and then even massaged my face. I was relieved that she wasn't doing my thighs again and hoped my excitement would subside in due time. She did my arms again; the muscles in the front this time. Then she shifted to my chest and I was impressed how she managed to avoid placing her hands directly on my bare breasts, but still was able to work the muscles around and between them. Of course, her hands and fingers ended up very close and I felt my breasts moving around as her hands drew up my sides pressing muscles along the way and pressing into the sides of my breasts a little bit. But at least it did not excite me as her working on my thighs had done, so I breathed a little sigh of relief. I did open my eyes briefly -- I'd kept them closed the whole time up until then -- and I noticed that my nipples appeared to be rock hard and distended more than I could ever remember. Oh well, I thought, I'm sure she's seen lots of women's nipples in her line of work. So I closed my eyes again and relaxed and enjoyed the soft sounds and delightful fragrances and the exquisite sensations as my body continued to be pampered.

Karen moved down to my tummy and at one point did something with her arms and elbows that felt like I'd been placed in a dough kneading machine. It felt nice, but it felt a little weird, too. Then she started on my legs again -- the fronts this time. She did my feet and toes and I couldn't believe how good that felt -- I had sensations in my head and scalp and shivers and chills that ran through me as she manipulated my feet and toes.

Soon, she had moved up my legs and she started to work on the front of my right thigh. As soon as her hands and fingers approached the apex of my legs I started to notice those feelings again. As before, she was careful not to actually touch my private place, but each time her hands got close my state of arousal increased. The level of excitation was far greater than when she'd done the backs of my thighs. As with the back side, her hands went up under the towel and she worked on muscles high on the sides of my hips and some around the front too, but when her hands slid down she avoided getting too close to my "womanhood." That is, until I squirmed abruptly and her fingers lightly touched my pussy lips. It wasn't her fault, really.

"Oh! I am so sorry!" She exclaimed, but still in a very soft voice.

"That's OK. It felt good actually." I blurted out. "I have to confess, I've really been getting turned-on as you've been doing my thighs."

"Well, that does happen every so often. I can quit if you like." She offered.

"Oh no! Please don't stop." I said, sounding almost desperate.

She gave me a little knowing smile as she resumed her work on my thigh. Only now as her fingers neared my private areas they seemed to encroach a bit more each time until finally her fingers brushed my pussy lips near my clit and I felt an electric charge surge through my lower extremities.

I moaned.

"Am I getting the right spot?" She whispered.

"Oh yes ... perfect." I said breathlessly.

On the next pass of her hand her finger tips ran up my pussy lips and actually passed over my clit and my hips jerked up involuntarily pressing her fingers into my clit which was on fire.

"Oh gaaaawd!" I sighed as my breathing started coming in short little gasps.

Her fingers lingered around my clit, teasing me. She dipped her fingers into the crease of my lips below my clit and they came away wet and slippery from my copious secretions. She inserted her fingers in my crease again, except, instead of removing them again she moved them up my slick groove until she found my clit again and she slowly rubbed me there.

"Oh yes ... yes! Please don't stop ... please." I begged her. I spread my legs as far as I could without them falling off the sides of the narrow table.

My tummy was quivering and my hips were jerking into Karen's fingers. Hot chills radiated out from my pussy and all though my body. Muscles inside my pussy were involuntarily pulsing rhythmically. I felt another hand on my thigh and it moved quickly up and her fingers probed me and found my opening. A finger, maybe two, penetrated me and slid up into the slippery wet folds of me. The fingers explored and found sensitive places that made me gasp and made my hips undulate and sent fire through me. Then I felt Karen's fingers on my clit disappear.

"Don't stop!" As I spoke, I felt a warm wetness on my clit that started to flick rapidly over my hyper-sensitive swollen nub.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoooooooooooh ..." I screamed, as quietly as I could, as I came. But she didn't stop after pushing me over the edge.

When I recovered somewhat I opened my eyes and saw her bending over the table with her head between my legs as she continued to generate exquisite sensations with her tongue and mouth. She started sucking my clit into her mouth. Her pretty bottom was facing me and I reached out and placed my hand on it and felt her tight buns as she licked and sucked my pussy. I reached up and tugged her sweatpants down over her hips as far as I could to expose her luscious tush. 

"Oh gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawd! Oh oh oh oh oh oh ... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" I came again.

When I regained some sense of reality again, I reached over and placed my hand on Karen's thigh and moved my fingers up her soft flesh until I felt her warm wet panties. Her hips twisted and squirmed at my touch, which elated me -- I wanted to give her some small measure of the pleasure she was giving me. I worked my fingers under the elastic of her panties and found her slippery wet slit. In seconds, I had my fingers inside her, moving them slowly in and out. I managed to work my thumb up and find her clit. As I worked my fingers in and out of her tight pussy, my thumb ran back and forth over her hard little clit.

"Oh fuck!" She yelped.

"Do you like that Karen?" I said as I continued to fuck her with my hand. "Can you cum for me honey, can you?"

"Oh yes! Yes ... just keep going ... oh yes ... like that ... oh oh geeeeeeeez ..." She said, struggling to speak.

I increased the pace and jerked my fingers in and out of her faster ... and faster ... then, it was her turn to scream.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeck ..." It was so high and shrill, I thought glassware might shatter.

I slowed my pace and delicately stroked her velvety wet insides with my fingers. As I did so, I was amazed how good it felt touching her so intimately even though she was another woman and I had never entertained any such notions before.

"Karen ... I ... I, ah ... I want to taste you ..." I said, my voice quivering with excitement and tinged with a little fear of the unknown. I'd never done anything like this with a woman, but I could think of nothing I wanted to do more at that moment.

"Oh yes ... I would really love that ..." She said and her voice quivered too, though in her case, I think it was from the tremendous orgasm she'd just had.

Karen stood up and pulled her top over her head -- she wore no bra and her breasts were pert and delightfully proportioned to her petite frame. She pulled her panties down and her sweatpants and stepped out of them.

"How do you want me?" She asked.

"Could you sort of lie on top of me ... then you could still play me while I taste your ... your ah ..."

"My cunt, honey." She said and giggled.

"Yes ... your cunt ... I want to taste and lick your sweet cunt." That word - that nasty word I'd never used before in my life - titillated me; it made me feel incredibly naughty ... nasty even, and I was loving it!

Karen somehow got up onto the narrow table and straddled my head, and then she lowered her hips slowly to me. I watched the pink folds of her beautiful cunt (yes, cunt cunt cunt) come closer and closer to my lips until her flesh became a blur as my eyes refused to focus because she was so close. Then I felt her warm flesh pressing lightly against my lips and I took in the pungent fragrance of her sweet musk. I kissed the folds of her cunt flesh and extended my tongue and pressed it between her pussy lips. She tasted salty and I felt a hard lump of flesh inside the folds. I licked up and out of her crease and realized I was too high for her clit. I moved lower and licked again and felt my tongue rasp over the tiny tip of her swollen nub. That it was the right place became apparent when her hips jerked and twisted on my face. I had to reach around and grasp her ass checks to keep her pressed to me as I started to flick my tongue back and forth over her engorged little bud.

As I started to work in earnest on her clit, I felt my own cunt on fire from her mouth as she began sucking and licking my own cunt and clit. My clit was so sensitive that I came again quickly and thrashed under Karen's mouth. My sounds of ecstasy were muffled by Karen's cunt pressed to my mouth. After a brief lapse, I resumed trying to bring Karen to that special womanly place that we go and which is totally indescribable, but which, every woman who has ever climaxed, knows and adores.

I felt Karen tense, her tummy muscles contracted, her ass went rigid and her thighs squeezed my head until I thought it would burst but I did not relent. I stroked her clit with my tongue faster and faster until I heard that ear piercing screech again and felt Karen's cunt attempting to fuck my face as her hips started bucking up and down on my head. I tried to keep stimulating Karen's clit but there was no way I could maintain the connection as she was thrashing about so violently.

"Oh fuck ... that was so ... oh so fucking good ... oh thank you Linda." She said after a while. She climbed off me and stood next to the table, but she had to hold on ... her legs were still quivering.

"Did you like it? I mean, licking my cunt honey, did you enjoy that?"

"Oh gawd yes. It was the first time I ever ..." I started to explain I'd never been with another woman before.

"You're kidding! You never ... I mean, with a woman ..."

"No." I said kind of shyly.

Karen leaned over me and kissed me ... on the mouth. Like you'd kiss a guy, with intense passion; and I responded in kind. Soon our tongues were twisting together and exploring each other's mouths. It was the most passionate kiss I'd ever experienced. When we finished, Karen spoke again.

"Oh I can't believe you're a virgin. Well, you know what I mean. Listen honey, you've got me so worked up, there's something else I'd like to do with you ... if it's alright with you." She said, mysteriously.

"Uh ... sure, I guess."

She knelt on the floor and pulled a gym bag out from underneath the side table and unzipped it.

"This is something ... uh, well, uh ... I have just a couple of very special clients that we sometimes do what you and I just did -- in fact, Erin ... your daughter, is one of them. Gawd ... I hope she doesn't kill me for telling you." Karen said, and as she spoke she pulled an incredibly long object that looked like two large lifelike penises jointed together in the middle.

"I really hope you want to do this with me." Karen said.

"Uh ... what do you do with that?" I said, starring at it, then it hit me. It was a dildo for both of us and connected so ... so we could fuck each other. Cool, I thought. 

"Oh, now I get it." And I gave Karen a big smile. 




My First Massage



"We'll need to get on the carpet; the table's too small." She told me. I climbed off the table and was surprised at how weak and shaky my legs were. 

Karen removed the sheet that covered the table and spread it over the carpeted floor. 

"Lie down right here. That's it." She said. Then she took a little bottle of lube from her little bag and coated both ends of the double headed penis. She knelt beside me and inserted one end slowly inside my hot cunt -- yes, I love that word now. She worked it back and forth a few times and I moaned with pleasure. It was larger than any guy's cock I'd ever had and it felt marvelous.

Karen got down on the floor at my feet and scooched up until she could insert the other end inside her dripping cunt and then she wriggled even closer still. When she shifted closer to me, it shoved the giant dildo even deeper into me.

"Oh gawd! Fuck ... oh that's ... oh shit that feels sooooooooooo fucking good." I cried out.

Karen started moving her hips back and forth to work her cunt on the long dildo and I started doing the same. It felt so incredible; no man had ever reached so deep inside me or stimulated my magic spots so well. I felt my tension building once more and knew another climax wasn't far in the future. Karen was moaning and writhing with pleasure, too. When I heard her scream again I was on my way over the edge, too. We both bucked and jerked with tremendous orgasms.

"Oh my ... that was really something." I said eventually. I was still moving slowly on the big stiff toy as I came down from my plateau.

Karen removed her end and sat up. She grasped the middle of the monster cock and started fucking me wildly with it which sent me back to la-la land.

"Oh shit ... that was wild ... thank you, Karen." She crawled over to me and we kissed again, more tenderly than before. She kissed my neck and down to my breasts and sucked on each nipple, then she returned to my mouth and we kissed again for a very long time. I had to experience her breasts too, so I pushed her gently off me and kissed down body to her smallish breasts. I could almost suck them completely into my mouth. Her nipples were like little rocks and I bit them gently.

"Oh Linda, I love that ... my nipples are so sensitive." 

I nipped and sucked on them a while longer, then reluctantly pushed her away again.

"I'm going to have to go, honey ... my family, they'll be expecting me." I said when she broke off the kiss. I still had one child in high school then, our youngest was a senior, and she and her father would be wondering where I was if I didn't get home soon.

"OK." She said, grudgingly.

"Do you think I can have another appointment next week?" I asked.

"Of course. We can make it a standing appointment." She said with a big smile.

As I drove home my mind was reeling from my new found predilection. Not only did I keep reliving in my mind's eye all the things I'd just done with Karen, but I also could not help imaging Karen and my daughter Erin together. As I neared home, I was wondering if there might be some way I could gently break it to Erin that I knew about her 'sessions' with Karen and to see if she might like teaching her mother more about the pleasures to be had with other women.

'Incest' was another word I was beginning to develop a new appreciation for.



My First Massage



"Take off all your clothes and and lie on the massage table face down, I'll be right back when you're ready," she says, dressed in a pair of short shorts and a tank top. Watching her beautiful legs as she walks out of the room sends my blood rushing to my already aroused cock.

The idea of lying completely naked in front of her also excites me as I take off my clothes and wonder what she will think of the hairless cock and balls that I had shaved before coming over. She has a half sheet folded on the table that she said I should to use to cover myself, but I lie on up of it instead, positioning my cock so that the head is exposed between my ass cheeks.

She doesn't say anything when she comes back, and she proceeds to start massaging my back. Her hands on my body are very sensuous and I can feel my cock under me continuing to swell.

Done massaging my legs, she works her way up to my ass. She caresses each cheek in a way that makes me wonder if this is just her usual massage style or if she is getting off on it. Then she runs her hand along my inner thigh, and a chill shoots through my body as she brushes her hand against my swelling cockhead.

She continues massaging me, moving up to my neck and shoulders. Finally she tells me to turn over. She places a cloth over one leg and my cock and begins massaging my chest.

"Do you think it's warm in here?" she asks. Before I can answer, she begins removing her tank top, revealing a black satin bra that exposes the deep cleavage of her large breasts. My cock, which had been relaxing, stiffens again at the sight. When she drops her pants, my erection at seeing her black satin panties causes my penis to escape from under the cloth. She makes no effort to replace it.

She walks around the table to my head and starts to massage my chest. As she leans over me, her breasts are inches from my face. Then she reaches farther and her breast rubs against my mouth. I can't help myself and I kiss her stiff nipple.

I expected that she would object, but she only presses herself against me closer and rubs my shaved pubic area. By now I have a raging hard on that I know she can't miss.

I am hoping that something will get started when she tells me to turn back over on my stomach. I position myself so that my head is almost on the edge of the table. She is still at my head when she again begins to massage my shoulders and arms, pulling them forward so they are hanging over the top edge. She moves closer and I feel her abdomen pressing against the top of my head.

The smell of her body combined with the feel of her hands on me is overwhelming. I reach out with my arms and encircle her waist. I pull her closer to me as I lift my head and press my lips against her crotch. She doesn't pull away as I expected she might. Instead, she presses closer.

I take a chance and put my thumbs in the elastic of her panties and pull them down so that I can put my tongue in her cunt. I am delighted to discover that she too has shaved her genitals. My hungry mouth finds her cunt and my tongue seeks out her clit. I can tell that she is aroused by the delicious moisture that drips from her pussy lips.

With my mouth still on her cunt, I reach up to undo her bra but she beat me to it. Instead of satin, I find myself caressing her ample breasts, her nipples hardening as I roll them between my fingers.

I release my grip on her and roll over on my back, pushing myself forward so that my head is completely off the table and in the perfect position to for my lips to suck her clit while my tongue explores her vagina. My hands reach up to continue caressing her breasts. Of course, in this position my upstanding hard-on is exposed to her as well, although she can't reach it without moving off my mouth.

Now she is moaning and grinding her hips into me as I reach down with one hand and begin to stroke my cock. It throbs in my hand as I gently rub my cockhead. I pace myself so as not to cum when she begins to have an orgasm in my mouth. She shivers and shakes as her breathing becomes harder and than finally with an explosive sigh, she cums.

"Oh, shit," she says. "Now I've got to pee."

"So, go ahead," I answer, with my mouth still between her legs. She starts tentatively and then begins to piss hard, filling my mouth. I try to drink it all, but her delicious warm juice is coming too fast and my mouth overflows. It's pungent smell and and warm taste are driving me wild and my hand on my cock begins to move faster.

"No fair," she whispers as her flows decreases to a dribble. "Don't cum without me."

Getting off my mouth, she walks over to the side of the table and gets up on it, straddling me with her cunt over my stiffened member. Taking my hand from my cock, she begins to rub my penis on her still dripping cunt lips. When I think I can't take it anymore, she settles down on me and begins to stoke my cock with her cunt. She leans forward and I catch one of her heaving breasts in my mouth, flicking my tongue on her stiffened nipple.

By now, I am out of my mind with the pleasure radiating from my stiff cock. I began to feel her cunt tighten on me and I know she is going to cum again. She begins to ride me faster and faster until she climaxes with a shutter. Just then, I my ass tightens and my cock explodes, shooting my cum deep into her.

As she relaxes and collapses on me, I know that this won't be the last massage I get from her.



My First Massage



My friends bought me a 30 minute massage for my 23rd birthday. I recently broke up with my boyfriend and have been in a depressed mood, so they felt a massage would be good for me... My boyfriend hadn't done anything wrong, neither had I. We had just grown apart. I no longer had feelings for him and didn't see us having a future. We agreed it was best to go separate ways. 

I called ahead and booked an appointment for a relaxation massage. I have never had a massage before... It isn't that I have anything against massages, I just am not the kind of girl that spends money on things like that. I am in college and money is tight, so food, clothes and personal items take priority in my life.

I jumped in my car and headed across town. I pulled into the parking lot of the "Posh Salon and Masseuse". The letters above the door were large and painted gold. Gold light bulbs surrounded the entrance door. The door itself was tinted so that you could not see inside. 

Stepping inside, four girls were next to their chairs cutting hair. There was a lot of chatter; the kind of chatter that happens in a salon between women. I stepped up to the front counter and waited to be helped. The counter was painted a dark purple color with matching colored wall behind it. To my left, their were a row of leather chairs for those who were waiting to be helped. I contemplated taking a seat when a tall, well build man walked through a door from the back room. He smiled and looked at me with his deep blue eyes. I felt my knees get weak as I looked at him. His light brown hair had blond highlights.

"How can I help you?" the man said in a deep voice.

It had been a few weeks since I last had any pleasure. Touching myself just simply did not do anything after having a man for over two years, so to say I was a little horny would be an understatement. I could feel myself getting moist between my legs just staring at this gorgeous man.

"How can I help you?" the man repeated.

I was so caught up in my own world that I had momentarily forgotten to respond to his question. I felt myself starting to blush in response to my own blond moment. "Oh sorry." I replied. "Hello. I am here for a 30 minute massage."

The man smiled at me and asked, "What is your name sweetie?"

Sweetie, he called me sweetie! Wow! I felt my knees get weak one more time. I placed my arms on the counter to keep myself from falling down. I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled to try and calm myself down before answering him.

"My name is Tess."

"Welcome Tess. Let me check the schedule." the man said. 

I wondered, what is this gorgeous creature's name? Having been with my boyfriend the last two years, I didn't pay much attention to other men. Now, I was realizing what I had been missing. It wasn't that my boyfriend was unattractive. He was good looking, but he wasn't gorgeous like this man.

"You are up next. Have a seat and I will be with you in a minute." the man said to me.

I took a seat and watched him disappear through the door to the back. His dreamy blue eyes and handsome face filled my thoughts as I waited impatiently for my massage. I fidgeted in my seat like a little child and opened a hair styles magazine. I flipped through the pages, not really looking at them until the man reappeared behind the counter.

I looked up and smiled in a flirting manner at him. He smiled back at me and melted my insides. I stood up and walked up to the counter and realized he had not even called me up to the counter. My laughter started filling the establishment. I wasn't even sure why I was laughing, but I couldn't stop.

"I am ready for you." the man said, extending his right hand. "My name is Francois."

He surrounded my tiny hand with his large fingers and shook my hand softly. "Francois?" I heard myself mumble. Why did he have to have such a seductive name? I stopped laughing. My heart was beating so hard inside my chest, I felt like it was going to burst through my chest. It was like I was a junior high girl crushing on a highschooler.

"Follow me." Francois said, smiling and turning away from me, heading for the back door. I quickly moved around the counter and rushed to catch up with him. My eyes watched his ass as he led me into the back room. I secretly wished he was going to push me down onto the massage table and take me with all this might.

"Undress and then lay down on the table. You can put your clothes on this chair. When you are done, lie on your stomach and put this sheet over you. I will be back in a few minutes." 

I smiled coyly at him and waited until he left the room. My hands were shaking as I started undressing myself. I placed my shoes under the seat and tucked my socks inside them. My jeans slid down my legs, followed by my panties. I tucked my panties inside my front pocket and neatly folded the jeans twice, placing them on the seat of the chair. Next, I slid my shirt and bra over my head, tucked my bra inside my shirt and placed them neatly on top of my jeans.

The room was warm, but I could feel my nipples poking out. In the left corner of the room sat rocks on a warming table. Next to the rocks were two towels with steam rolling off of them. Beside the towels was a counter full of oils. 

I positioned myself on the massage table and pulled the sheet over my butt, leaving my back exposed. My hands rested on my sides; my head between two soft cushion. I could feel my pussy aching with anticipation as I took several deep breaths and slowly exhaled in an attempt to calm myself.

Francois returned to the room and walked around to the towels near my head. I kept my face buried in the cushions as Francois moved over by my side. He placed one of the steaming towels on the back of my neck, then pushed the sheet down a few inches and placed the second towel on the small of my back. The towels felt so good and helped my muscles start to relax, that was until I felt his hands against my skin.

The tip of his fingers softly moved up and down the middle of my back, tracing my spine. I took a deep breath and held it in as long as I could. His hands were teasing my senses, making me wet all over again. They slowly moved up and down my skin and slowly worked their way toward my sides. 

"Does that feel relaxing?" He asked.

"Mhm." was all I could say.

His fingers moved to my sides and continued moving softly up and down my skin. I felt a little self-conscious when his fingers moved over my love handles. I am not fat, but I do have some love handles. My love handles have been there for as long as I can remember. 

I wish I could adequately describe the way his hands were making me feel. Wonderful? Magical? Delirious? Perhaps delirious would describe it best. My nerve endings were firing on all cylinders. Each inch of skin he touched responded with sensations of burning fire. I could feel my body starting to sweat. 

The combination of the warm room, my excitement and his large, warm hands on my skin all contributed to my sweating body. His hands left my body and I felt like screaming in displeasure. I listened intently, hearing his move toward my head. The sound of metal softly clanging against glass rang in my ears. My eyes were closed and I was imagining what he was doing. I could see him opening a small bottle of oil and rubbing the oil in his hands.

Francois returned to my side and ran his warm hands all over my back. I was happy to feel his hands return to my body. Cool sensations trailed his hands as they moved along my skin. It was apparent he was now using oils as he massaged my back and the coolness was the air hitting my wet skin. His fingers began massaging my lower shoulders and moved slowly upwards. I could feel the tension in my upper body quickly dissipating. His hands were magical on my body. I felt a twinge inside my pussy. It continued to build and move toward my clit as his hands expertly massaged my shoulders.

His hands moved to my neck and caused me to moan softly. I felt embarrassed by my response even though my moan was more a moan of relaxation then of pleasure. My hips started to softly grind against the table as his fingers slid up and down the muscles of my neck. I felt as if I were melting through the table. 

"You are pretty tense in your neck." Francois said, his sexy voice breaking through the silence.

I did not respond, afraid I would moan again if I tried to speak. My silence betrayed me when his fingers moved from behind my ears and slid down the side of my neck causing another moan to escape my lips. This time, it was a little louder. 

My body was on fire. This massage was going totally different then I imagined it would go. In my mind I imagined this massage would be relaxing, instead, it was relaxing yet exhilarating. I was turned on beyond my wildest dreams. Francois was making me so wet and we weren't even doing anything sexual.

Francois moved the towel on my lower back down until it rested on the middle of my ass cheeks. He poured more oil on his hands then started massaging my lower back and the top of my ass. Without thinking about it, my hips ground into the massage table. My clit was now on fire and demanding pressure. My hips rocked forward twice before I heard him say in a soft voice, "Relax."

Oh my God! He could tell what I was doing. I felt my face go flush with embarrassment and did my best to relax my lower body. I felt wetness start to drip down my inner thighs as he massaged my ass cheeks. I could feel the sheet resting at the top of my thighs and prayed to God that he could not see my pussy. If he could, he would know how truly aroused he was making my body. 

His hands were kneading both of my cheeks and I was growing wetter by the second. No matter how much I tried to control my hips, the slowly rocked back and forth with the rhythm of his hands. Each time my hips rolled forward, my clit pressed against the table. I could feel my orgasm starting to build. 

I was so horny that I did not care when he slid the sheet down until only my ankles were covered. Ten minutes ago, I would have been shy and self-conscious but I was too horny to care. The touch of his hands were all that I desired. His hands moved down to the bottom of my ass cheeks and started massaging the outside of my thighs. 

I moaned loudly the instant his fingers touched my sensitive thighs; they are an erogenous zone on my body. My moan filled the room; I realize my moan was loud. My brain screamed "Nooooo" when his hands pulled away from my body. He was simply pouring more lotion onto his hands but I didn't care, I needed his touch.

I had no doubt he could see my arousal when he separated my legs a little and started massaging my inner thighs. My mind wondered if seeing a woman excited and wet was a common occurrence for him. Surely, it had to be. He was a gorgeous man with wonderful hands that worked magic.

My legs slid open wider as his hands massaged my inner thighs. I wanted him to go in further and further, inside my thighs until his fingers were on my sopping wet pussy. I was imagining his finger sliding in and out of me and pushing me to an orgasm then taking me from behind. Despite my wishes, his fingers continued to tease me with soft touches.

His fingers were mere inches from my lips, they touched just the right area and I moaned long and hard. I was no longer embarrassed by my moans. I wanted him to know that he was pleasing me and hoped it would entice him to go further. To my dismay, he stayed professional and did not cross the line. My inner walls started to twitch as my climax moved at a painfully slow pace. 

A bead of sweat ran from the top of my ass cheek in between my legs and sent chills down my body. My body shuddered, causing the tip of his finger to press against my pussy lips. I moaned again then groaned in displeasure when he immediately pulled his hand back. I was on the edge of an orgasm. My hips were pressing against the table as hard as I could in an effort to appease the burning itch from my clit.

His fingers returned to my inner thighs and caused me to moan again. My moans seemed to be coming faster and more frequent. My body was dripping with sweat and screaming for more pressure. I was on the edge and needed just a little push. If only he would help me out, I would be grateful to him.

His hands pulled away. I groaned. "Don't stop! DON'T STOP!!"

I could have pounced on him like a tiger. How could he quit just when I needed his touch the most? Was this his evil plan? I whined and pleaded him to continue. My body was screaming louder than my voice.

"Your 30 minutes is up." Francois said with a matter of fact tone. "I would offer you another 30 minutes, but I am afraid I have another client scheduled."

Francois put the hot stones along my spine and told me he would give me a minute to finish relaxing before I had to dress. He lit two fragrances and left the room. Tears dripped down my eyes as my body started to pull away from the edge of a climax. The scent of the fragrance was intoxicating; I felt as if I were drunk. The hot stones relaxed my back and felt wonderful.

It seemed like just a few seconds when Francois returned to the room. He slid the sheet up to the top of my ass cheeks and slowly removed the hot rocks. I didn't know why, but tears were still pouring from my eyes.

"I hope you enjoyed your massage." Francois said in a soft, sweet, deep voice. "I hope you come back to see me again. Perhaps the next time, you will get an hour massage."

I turned my head and smiled at him. I wondered why my body was in a dream like state. My eyes, arms and legs felt very heavy. Francois put out the fragrances and said, "You can get dress and pay the lady at the front counter. Thank you for your business."

He left the room and I lay motionless for a little while longer, trying to build enough strength to move. I finally slid one leg off the side of the table and scooted off the table. I stood up and froze a moment until my equilibrium stabilized. I dressed, paid the lady at the front counter and left horny as hell. My pussy was throbbing as I drove home. My sexual tension was so distracting that I don't even remember which way I took home. 

I ran into the house and headed straight for my bedroom. I pulled a dildo out of my night stand drawer and quickly undressed. I plopped down on the bed and immediately spread my legs. I imagined the dildo was Francois filling me. I came so hard, but still felt horny. The dildo just wasn't scratching that sexual itch inside of me. I knew only thing that would do it: Francois. I knew I had to have him and have him quickly.



My First Massage With A Man



My name is Robert and I am now married to Ania, who I have written true stories about, but this story is about my first gay experience. While I was living in the West Country I learnt massage as a second income to my small business that I was running. It only took few lessons to learn massage and as I am sure you realise it good fun. Touching ladies and having fleeting touches in various places and they are never sure if it was on purpose, part of the massage or just an accident.

Anyway I put an advert in the local paper advertising a nice relaxing massage after the hard day at work. I had a few ladies phone up but I had one guy who phoned up and for some reason I thought it would be OK. So I arranged a time and turned up at his house. His name was George, medium height, slightly over weight, balding and he was in his early 50's. I arranged my massage bed in the middle of the room, pulled the curtains and dimmed the light.

I rubbed some oil into my hands and started the massage. George wanted his back massaged first, it was unusual as massaging the back relaxes you the most. First on one foot then the other working my way up his legs, all the time he kept on lifting his arse off the table and open his legs slightly. I didn't take any notice. I got to his shoulders and he started to breath louder. I had only massaged ladies up to this day and they just lay their and enjoy the feeling of the massage. Once again I didn't take any notice, as long as he was enjoying it the more I got paid usually.

I asked him to turn over and I gave him a small towel to cover his middle he said it didn't matter if I didn't mind, so it was left off. I started at his feet again and worked up, as I got to the top of his thigh he opened his legs so I could get to the muscle. I brushed his balls as I was doing this and he gasped out loud. He started to get and erection his dick was only about 3 inches long when erect. When I got to his chest I rubbed around his nipples, as there is no reason to touch them, this excited him as well. I must be very naive, as I didn't realise what was happening to him. When I worked down his arm I was laying it against me leg for support and this gave him the opportunity to touch my leg. All the time he was apologising for the erection and touching my leg he said it was the best massage he had had and it was very stimulating. 

When I got to the other arm he was getting more advantageous as he was lifted his arm slightly, which I hadn't noticed and this allowed him to brush my dick end. It was then that I realised what he was up to. I didn't move away as I knew I was in control of things. When I finished he asked if I would like a massage and he said he would pay me double. I agreed and got on the table. He made an excuse about the table being to high for him and he set some cushions on the floor and I laid down on these. He started to massage me back first rubbing right up the legs straight away. When he got to my arse he kept on running his fingers up and down the crack. When he massage my fleshy bum cheeks he pulled them a part and massaged my arse hole very lightly. He must have been in sheer heaven to have some lay there and let him touch them. When he got to my waist he pushed his hands under me and touched my dick, it was getting hard at this point.

When he had finished he told me to turn over. He told me not to worry about the erection, so I just lay there with my eyes closed. When he go to my arms he held it in such a away that it was brushing his small dick all of the time. I had never touched a guy before and it felt strange but not bad enough to pull away. He started to comment on my dick as it was fully erect at this point. it was bigger than his about 8 inches long and not a bad width either. I've never had complaints anyway. When I though he had finished he said I will sort that out for you if you want. I just nodded. He gripped my erection and wanked me off into the towel. After I cum I got dressed, got paid and left.

Two days later he asked if I wanted to go back so massage him, I said yes and returned that afternoon. Then same happened again for few visits. Then after about 3 visits he got more adventurous and told me to close my eyes and think and I felt him give me my first male blowjob. It was good but strange to see a guy have his head in my lap. The visits got longer with him licking me all over, sticking his tongue into my arse, using his finger s while he sucked me.

At one stage I told him to put an condom on and I sucked him, as it was small it was no problem. I had often thought what it would be like to suck a dick, I must admit it was good. As it went on he wanted me to use pegs on his nipples wank him off as he sucked me, and spank his arse while massaging him. It was good money as I was enjoying to as well.

I lost contact with him for while as I moved abroad but each time I got back to the UK I looked him up. While abroad I went to porno cinemas and had guys wank, and gobble me, but that is another story.

The second chapter is when I took my young wife to meet George. 



My First Master



Breathing heavily I looked up at him as he suddenly stopped. Taking a quick moment to catch my breath and find my voice I opened my mouth to protest but before I had a chance to utter more than a sound, he slapped me suddenly, solidly, on the left cheek- making my eyes water as I looked at him exasperated. 

"What. Did I. Say." 

It was more of a threat than a question; he spoke harshly, his green eyes furious as he gazed down at me. 

"But, I..." 

He slapped me, harder this time, across the same cheek. I sat still and silent, eyes watering, my bottom lip quivering, awaiting his next words. After a brief silence, broken only by my uneven breathing, he spoke gently as he lightly stroked my burning cheek. 

"You signed up for this baby. I know this is hard for you but you aren't trying to your full potential." 

He spoke firmly now, 

"You speak only when spoken to, or when I tell you to speak. Your one and only concern is to please me. You earned yourself another ten lashes just now for your disobedience." 

I cringed and whimpered at the words 'ten lashes,' looking up at him, my eyes wide and pleading. He spoke harsher this time, determinedly holding my chin in his hand, 

"I will allow you to choose where you are whipped." 

He paused, awaiting my answer, but as I hesitated, he spoke loudly, 

"NOW." 

We met at a college party over a game of beer pong, while we were both in town visiting some old friends The instant we locked eyes I knew there was something special about him. He had an unmistakable air of power and certainty that made me almost tremble. He won the game and that's where it all started. 

We went on a few casual dates that seemed almost like agonizing interviews- he could have had me the instant we met but he was far too disciplined for that. A few weeks after I left town I received the phone call that would eventually change my life.

"Be Mine." 

That was all he said over the phone, it seemed more of an order than a question. 

He drew me to him with a power that seemed almost out of his control, and was completely out of mine. Even though we lived a couple hundred miles apart we always made time to be together. From the very beginning there was an unspoken agreement that I was his, and only his. 

I never knew if he slept with other girls, and didn't ask. I knew though, that if I was unfaithful, I would never see him again. The thought even now clenches at my chest. He was young but ambitious, at 28 he was already a successful business man.

He was stunning- tall and athletic with light skin and fiery hair. But it was his piercing green eyes that first caught my attention. It was as if he could see right though me to all the dirty little secrets I kept. I was torn apart by his eyes and absolutely captivated by them. 

I am a little on the short side at 5'4", athletic, with auburn hair and bright blue eyes. I'm a B cup bra, but I've been told that my best feature is my ass- perky, round, and firm. 

I wasn't really surprised when he was rough with me the first time he fucked me- he held my hands firmly together above my head as he twisted my nipples lightly yet hard enough to hurt, then spun me around to pin my wrists against my back as he teased me with the head of his cock until I, aching from wanting him for so long, uncontrollably begged for him to take me with the raw power I knew was inside him. 

He liked to hear me beg. I had two orgasms that night, and drank his cum as he held my chin and filled my mouth with his rapture. It was the best sex I'd ever had. I was always intrigued by rough sex, and bondage, but had never had a lover who shared my interest. 

He never even asked, he just took me, and I was enthralled by his power. Gradually our sex life became rougher and rougher until I was his willing and obedient slave in bed. Of course we always had a safe word, if I was hurt badly or uncomfortable. We began using toys and experimenting. Even now I think he was gently and gradually training me.

A few Fridays ago everything changed. I received a package from him. 

Excited, I opened the package to find several beautiful sets of expensive lingerie, a black leather dog collar, handcuffs, and a ball gag. 

I was wet and eager holding the lingerie in my hand and dreaming of the fun we would have when I noticed the blank envelope at the bottom of the box. I tore it open and read, 

"Do you trust me? It's time for the next step. I will be at your house at 7pm on Saturday and I expect you to be awaiting my arrival in the black thong and garter belt I have provided you. Put the ball gag in, cuff your hands behind your back, and wait on your knees at the front door until I arrive. No safe word."

No safe word? I knew he was serious or he would have given me a chance to protest. There was an unspoken implication that if I were to refuse this offer, our relationship would end. 

He knew me well enough to know how badly I wanted more, even though I was afraid. 

At 6:45 I was gagged and cuffed, waiting at the entrance to the front door. 

He had a key so I had left the door locked in case anyone happened by and saw me so vulnerable. I was nervous, yet excited. I was wet and aching already but I knew it would only get worse. At 7:10 I began to get anxious. Did I get the date wrong? He had not sent a key with the handcuffs and the ball gag was firmly in place. I had no way to free myself. I was completely and utterly at his mercy. 

My knees were beginning to hurt, and the gag was uncomfortable, but I knew that the moment I moved to a different position in order to get more comfortable he would walk in, and I had no intentions of disappointing him at the very beginning. At 7:20 I heard a car outside, and seconds later a key in the door. My heart beating furiously I straightened my back and looked up intently. As his frame filled the doorway my skin tingled. 

He solidly shut the door and stood over me, smiling wickedly as he reached down to hold my chin in his hand. 

"Good girl,"

He said approvingly, his eyes sparkling. He gently patted my cheek twice and set the duffle bag he was carrying down beside me then walked past me to the kitchen. Unsure what to do, I sat still and apprehensive, my eyes down, waiting. I heard him pull out a cup and fill it with ice, he opened what I could only assume was the liquor cabinet and poured himself a drink. Walking purposefully toward me he knelt down to remove the gag from my mouth. He put the scotch to my lips and allowed me a drink. Daring to look up at him I said, 

"Thank you sir."

He smiled,

"you deserve that much my filthy little whore." 

All business now he spoke intently, 

"Tonight you are nothing more than my slave. You will do what I tell you, when I tell you. If you hesitate, or fail to do what is required of you, you will be harshly punished. This is not going to be easy for you, but I know you can do it."

"Do you have to use the bathroom?" 

I nodded, I knew the scotch would race through me and this might be my only chance in hours. 

"Go." 

I paused, not sure if he would remove the cuffs or not but as he stood and looked down at me expectantly I knew better than to ask. I awkwardly stood, my movement hindered from the uselessness of my arms. 

In the bathroom it was hard to pull my thong down. I hurried, knowing that if I took too long he would be angry. Finally I was able to relieve myself and hurriedly walked into the living room where he was sitting relaxed on the sofa holding a small whip. 

I knelt in front of him awaiting my orders. I was a so nervous my whole body was shaking. 

After what seemed like hours of him casually assessing me he spoke. 

"You will receive twenty lashes on those beautiful tits. You will count every lash through your gag, other than that I don't want to hear a sound from you. For every sound you make, it will be another five lashes. Do you understand me?" 

I nodded, trembling. 

He sat forward pushing me back holding the whip ready. He moved his wrist slight and as I tensed he chuckled.

After a quick moment he smacked my left tit harshly as I swallowed a scream. 

"One, thank you master." 

For the first eleven I was able to obediently follow orders. Never setting a pattern for his lashes he surprised me each time. 

By number twelve my nipples were extraordinarily sensitive and he whipped me hard enough to make me cry out through the gag. He actually laughed at my pain, 

"That's five more sweetheart!" 

He sounded excited and as I looked down at his crotch the unmistakable bulge sent my heart racing even harder and I was aching deep inside. I knew my panties were soaked already. 

I wanted his cock. Even just to see it, have him touch my face with it. I wanted to please him, wanted so badly to be allowed even a glimpse of his cock. He could see in my wide eyes how excited I was, and it instilled him with a ruthless passion. 

The next thirteen strokes were agonizingly painful. I managed to barely scrape by with a few uncontrollable whimpers that he graciously let slide unpunished. I was breathing sporadically, and trembling in anticipation when he finally finished. 

It felt like hours but knew it had barely been ten minutes. He stared down at me for a few minutes then slowly opened his fly to reveal his raging erection. His cock was large and thick, about 7 inches long. I was involuntarily whimpering, begging for him to use me. 

He pushed me abruptly causing me to fall backwards. I awkwardly scrambled to my feet but the moment I gained my balance I know that I had done something wrong. 

"Did I tell you to stand?!" 

he roared at me. I dropped immediately to my knees, eyes down, afraid of what was coming next. I knew that I would be punished harshly for my unintentional insubordination. 

Growling, he reached between my legs to feel my wet pussy. 

"...Do you think you are special?!

...did I

...TELL you

...to STAND?!"

Afraid, I shook my head no. 

"Turn around." 

I complied immediately and he spoke urgently, 

"put your head to the floor, your ass out. I'm going to whip your pussy ten times. You are allowed to scream through your gag but I expect you to count each stroke and thank me." 

I was afraid of the pain yet ecstatic that he would help me to obtain his forgiveness through punishment.



My First Master



This is my first attempt at writing a story about BDSM so constructive criticism is welcomed.

*****

I was in the library. I was in the middle of a book, alone at my table, no others are really around to make noise or be bothersome in any way. Sighing, I relax into my comfortable wooden chair and continue to read. Suddenly I feel a warm, hard hand upon my leg-and as I turn to look a man clad in the purest black looks me in the eyes. We sit there for a few dazzling seconds, my eyes fixed on his deep blue ones. I feel as if I am being pulled down, down, down into the depths of darkness, somehow down into his soul. I slowly place the novel on the table, still making eye contact with the stranger, for I am unable to avert my gaze. His skin is pale and his features dark. His cheekbones are strong and high, the silhouette of his skull is visible in his face. His raven hair is straight and falls neatly around his face. Then I realize that his hand is still on my leg, so I watch him stroking now with long fingers and scratching the inside of my thigh slowly with long perfect nails. Then suddenly his fingernails push painfully into my bare thigh.

"Ouch! Stop that, who do you think you are?!" I ask stupidly, not really expecting an answer.

"I am your Master," the pale man said very simply, "and you now belong to me, because I have chosen you. You must now come with me."

Paralyzed with fear, I watch his quick movements as he rises from the chair beside me. I stand up hypnotically, not knowing what else to do. He grips my hand, hard and puts an arm around my waist.

"One false move and you will regret it," he says, his deep quiet voice echoes in my brain, sending shivers up and down my spine. We walk together out of the library, his long strides and my short quick ones, as I attempt to keep up with this strange man who somehow has me under his spell. The librarians glance up from their computers to see us exiting the library, smiling at us as we walk past them. I want to shout out and ask for help but my mouth is dry and no sound comes out.

Once outside, the man walks me to the kerb and opens the door of a shiny black car, I cautiously peer inside. But before I can think about anything, he pushes me in the small of the back and I fall into the back seat as he slams the door shut. I am totally disoriented and finally begin to protest. There is another man beside me in the back seat who is watching my every move. The pale man gets into the driver's seat and starts the car. I panic. The man in the back seat is smiling at me through dark glasses. He seems to be laughing at me. When I try to hit him he catches my hand before it even gets near to him.

"Oh, you're trying to attack already and I haven't even introduced myself yet," the muscular man in the dark glasses says, "How rude. Master, did you see the little girl try at that?" He chuckles and continues to grasp my arm singlehandedly.

There is no answer from the man in the front he called Master.

"Let me go you...you...bastard!" I cry out desperately.

"He, he, feisty little bitch, isn't she Master? She will surely be a good one for you," the man in the front turns and smiles comfortably, almost knowingly. I struggle to retrieve my arm but instead of letting it go the dark man grabs my other arm and swings me around so my back is to him, with my hands held tight behind me. His hands are big. My shirt becomes tight across my chest from his pull. He leans towards my ear and whispers,

"If you don't stop squirming do you know what I'm going to do to you?" I squirm again futilely. "I am going to rip off all of those useless clothes, push you down onto the floor and fuck your mouth till I cum deep in your throat."

The Master turns his head around and says,

"Leave her alone, she is mine, you know this. Release her arms but shield her eyes so she doesn't see where I am taking her."

The man in the black sunglasses immediately releases my hands only to cover my eyes. It is completely dark now.

Finally the car stops and I feel the sensation of descent. We resume driving for a short time then stop. The man switches off the engine.

I am released, I can see again, yet there is nothing to see except darkness.

The pale man opens the door and steps out. The dark man also gets out, dragging me by the arm.

We walk together for a while then the pale man opens a door. A dim light appears in the darkness. It is a room, a room with antique furniture, candlelit and with many chains attached to the walls and a big padded chair, blood red in colour.

"Sit," the pale man says to me upon entering.

I sit down, a fragile child in the enormous red cushioned chair.

The other man sits in a chair across the room, a simple wooden one.

"Remove your clothing, it will be useless to you now," the Master says

"No!" I yell defiantly, foolishly.

The pale man walks toward me, I shrink back into the cushions in terror,

"No - go away from me" I cry out.

"Yes," he says with an evil grin, and leaning out yanks at the front of my dress. The lace and velvet rip down the centre. He tears at my dress until I am only in my underwear, black lace and very flimsy. He pulls them down my shaking legs slowly, caressing my legs at the same time and smiling.

"You will not find these useful anymore. You must never wear such things again." I am clawing at the arms of the chair and quivering in fear, hoping somehow that the chair will swallow me up. The other man simply sits and watches us. The pale man takes hold of my waist and with amazing strength swings me around so that my naked buttocks are pushed up and facing him and my arms are braced on the chair, my face buried in the cushions.

"Bring me my things," the pale man tells the dark one. The man in the glasses hops up and goes over toward a chest and opens it with a key. I hear the sound of metal clanging together and I freeze. I begin to cry.

"No...please...I will do anything if you will let me go...please..." but it is of no use.

The man gives the Master the things. He sits back in his place eagerly. The Master selects a riding crop and slaps it against his leg.

"No--!!" I scream, knowing what is coming.

Snap! The crop cracks down hard onto my tender flesh. I am squealing with pain.

"Now be a good girl! Behave!" The man chuckles across the room.

"We will teach you to serve the Master," the Master's voice sounds happier than before.

The Master looks down and observes my reddened buttocks, then swings again, and again, and again. The pain is excruciating and my buttocks are on fire.

"Please...?" I cry, exhausted and stinging, tears running down my cheeks.

"You are mine now, little one."

"No..."

This time he cracks the whip and brings it down across my pussy lips. The pain is simply unbelievable and I am crying loudly.

"Yes. Do not argue, my love." The master says with a snarl.

He swings again, hitting my raw lips a second time. I almost leap out of the chair with pain.

"Does that feel good bitch? Don't worry, you'll learn to like it, you slut," I heard the other man say.

I tried to turn over, and surprisingly I could. Then I lay back on the chair, facing the Master. Those piercing blue eyes seemed to say 'you are mine, mine forever.' I sensed his arousal when I looked down and saw that his pants were bulging with cock. I was scared. I did not know what to do. I closed my eyes then felt something sharp pushing inside me. I opened my eyes and inhaled quickly as the Master shoves his fingers deep inside me again.

"Owwww... that hurts you bastard." I cry out.

"Oh little girl, I can feel that you are no virgin," the pale man says smiling you have had cock before, "that is good, for I will be much bigger than anything you have ever had inside that most wonderful cunt of yours."

I shuddered at the thought as he undid his pants and an enormous cock leapt out. Far, far bigger than anything I had ever seen before, even on those internet pictures!

"You will like it!" says the sitting man eagerly, pumping his own cock with his hand.

"Ugh...hh" I say, alarmed at the prospect of that huge thing entering me. The pale man pushes me down now and then pushes his pants down past his knees and steps out of them. The cock is just enormous, so long and thicker than my wrist

"You will take it all into you," the Master says, "it will open up and take it so don't worry, all cunts do that naturally."

"I can't... I can't" I stammer, tears running down my cheeks.

"Be quiet now and get ready to be fucked like you've never been fucked before," the Master says, pumping his cock with his hand until it grows even bigger.

His huge member with a large purple head was advancing toward me. I saw his gigantic balls, full of cum, hanging down between his legs. The man was hung like a donkey. I noticed that there was a drop of semen already on the tip of the head, glistening in the dim light. The other man suddenly rose and gripped my hands, holding them at my sides. I knew to remain quiet lest they hurt me more. The Master thrust his huge cock into my little cunt with amazing power, his huge manhood barely fitting into my tight hole. I am in so much pain now I nearly black out. The other man watches us, now rubbing his own hard cock into my face. It smelled musky and his tight balls kept rubbing my face. He moans and I suffer under the pain of my Master's huge quivering cock in my little cunt and the other man's excited cock rubbing my face.

The Master forcefully penetrates me, he grunts and sighs as I flinch and start to cry from the pain. I scream in agony as he keeps pumping and growing even bigger inside me.

The other man is now naked and he is so hard he is poking my mouth with the end of his cock. Finally I open my lips and allow him to enter, which is what he wants. He moves in and out of my mouth jerkily and holds his breath in pleasure as he pushes further and further, deep down into my throat until I gag. He suddenly pulls out quickly with a cry and spurts loads of warm sticky cum all over my face. My eyelashes are sticking together as my Master continues to pump his huge hard cock deep into my now very wet cunt. He sees my face and smiles and then cums deep inside me. He has so much cum that he cums and cums for well over a minute. I can feel his cock throbbing and jerking inside me. Suddenly I scream as my own orgasm hits me and a huge shiver runs down my whole body. I have never cum like that before and my body is trembling from the efforts. The huge cock is now throbbing with release and the Master clenches my skin with his hands. I cry and cry, for I am bleeding profusely and in great pain but yet somehow so satisfied.

"You are a good fuck my girl and will most certainly do for me for a long time to come," my Master says, out of breath. He begins pinching my nipples hard, but yet quite affectionately. It is then that I know that I am destined for this, forever.



My First, Matt



I was chatting on-line with Chris for a while. He knew I had been interested in exploring things and hadn't done so yet. He suggested a site to me for meeting up with guys. Being rather naive, I just didn't really give it much thought, only thinking of it as a dating site to meet people. It actually turned out to be a sex and swinger site, but I put my profile in anyway. I thought, I will never meet anyone, but maybe just chat. I listed I was looking for one-on-one, long term relationships and that I was shy and not into the bar scene. I did list my fantasy as being with two guys, but really would be scared out of my mind to try it.

I got quite a few emails, some to the point, "wanna fuck". I didn't bother to contact him, although the picture of his cock was more than impressive, it was huge. One guy though, sounded like me, shy, didn't drink or smoke, we exchanged messenger accounts and started to chat. 

Bradley: Hi

Matt: hi

Bradley: So, you are shy too. Not into bars and stuff?

Matt: Yes

Bradley: nice

It went on like that for quite a while, it was difficult to get him to open up. If I asked something, I got yes and no answers and not much information. He did send a picture, and he it was hard to tell, but he looked like an okay guy.

But then he wasn't as shy as I was, because he invited me to do cam2cam with him. I wasn't into that, way too shy to be an exhibitionist. However, I had no problem watching him. He really did put on quite a show and cum shot. Makes me horny just thinking about it. 

I found out where he lived, and drove by his house, but didn't have the nerve to stop. I told him about it though, and we chatted again this second day on the net.

Matt: So, how do you want to start this. We kiss, then I work my way down your body.

Bradley: Um, can we go a little slower. I don't really have much experience.

Matt: Ok, me either. 

Bradley: No, when I say I don't have much experience, I mean I don't have any experience.

Matt: Really? Wow.

Bradley: Maybe we could start out as friends. Go to a movie or something.

Matt: Cool, what about tonight?

Bradley: Sure, that was quick. Um, a couple different shows start at 7:30p.m., I'll pick you up at seven?

Matt: Seven is good.

I was rather nervous, he hadn't seen me, although I had given him a description. I waited in the drive, but he didn't come out, so I got brave and went to the door. He was way better looking than his picture he sent. Again, like on the computer, I did most of the talking even though I am shy also. He didn't say anything on the way to the theater. 

We sat quietly through the movie, laughed at the same things, but didn't talk. The ride back to his place was really quiet as well. He said, thanks for the movie and was about to leave the car. I leaned in toward him and it paid off. He kissed me, just a gentle soft lipped kiss, then left to go inside. I didn't know what to think. At home, I got on my computer and he was on-line.

Bradley: I hope you had fun tonight.

Matt: I did, thanks.

Bradley: You were so quiet.

Matt: I don't talk much.

Bradley: I see. I wanted to take your hand during the movie.

Matt: I wanted to make a move on you too, but was waiting for you to make the first move.

Bradley: Ok, let's agree to feel free to do things next time. I liked the kiss. I could use kissing lessons LOL. 

Matt: I can do that.

Bradley: Well, want to go to a movie tomorrow?

Matt: Why don't you come over for kissing lessons instead?

Bradley: Ok.

The next day he got on the messenger and told me he couldn't give me lessons. He had a sore throat. I was feeling really down about missing out on making out with him. We talked about going to a movie instead, but I couldn't wait. I figured I had kissed him once, already exposed to the germ. I was happy to go to a movie. Matt just wanted the kissing. 

I went up to the door, his cats were in and out of my legs, while I rang the bell. He came and let me in, leading me to his bedroom. We sat side by side on the twin size bed, kind of scared to even look at each other. I would glance at him, he at me, then we would look away.

"Are you going to give me those lessons?"

"Well, the easiest way is to just start kissing."

Matt leaned in and we did. It took about two seconds for his tongue to be in my mouth, but I didn't mind, as mine was in his next. Before long we were all over each other and lying on the bed. As we kissed, my fingers slid down his shorts, feeling his pubic hair. I felt his hair, sticky with sweat. I didn't look, but kept feeling, knowing I was getting close. We kept kissing, and I let my hand keep going, feeling his erection. His cock was hot and hard in my hands and I loved it, making me kiss him all the harder. Sucking his tongue, not wanting to let go, he stopped me and pulled out of my grasp. 

"You want me to take off my shorts?"

"Sure. I don't care."

I did care, but hated to seem too eager, even if I was. Matt pulled off his shorts, giving me a clear view of his 6-inch, thick, uncut penis, standing straight up against the dark hairs on his belly. He pulled off his t-shirt as well. He had a nice patch of chest hair starting. I don't have hair on my chest. I took his dick in my hand and started to jack him off, as he let his body fall back on the bed from a sitting position. He raised his head and looked at me. And I looked back and spoke. 

"You know what I want?"

"Do what you want."

Taking his shaft in my hand, I got down between his legs and licked over the pink head of his penis as I pulled back his foreskin. This was the first time I had ever taken a man's cock into my mouth. I had thought about giving a guy a blow job a lot and really wanted to. I took in as much as I could and started to suck. I looked at him, he lay with his eyes closed, breathing through his mouth, as my fingers gently massaged his balls. They were shaven and so soft. I kept getting braver, as my hand drifted from his balls, down further.

"Do you know that is my asshole?"

"Yes. Is that ok?"

"Sure, put in as many fingers as you want."

I started with one, then went to two. I was pumping in and out of him, while I tried to give him good head. His ring kept tightening around my fingers, and his expression made me think he was having a great time. Matt breathed heavy through his mouth, with each pump of my fingers. I liked the feel of his cock on my tongue, and tried to hold my mouth open enough, not to scrape him with my teeth as I bobbed back and forth. I could taste the salty pre-cum on in my mouth. I was very clueless about how to do things right, so stopped and asked. 

"Am doing ok?"

"Yeah", he smiled.

I kept up the sucking and finger fucking for quite some time when he told me that it takes him a while to get off, and it was ok if I were tired and could stop. I kept going as long as I could, my jaw was a little tired. I stopped sucking first, then the fingers and washed my hands, while he continued to jerk.

I came back to the room. As we started to kiss again, he started to unzip my jeans. This was another first for me, and I didn't know what to expect. He tugged at my pant legs and boxers, and left them on the floor. I pulled my shirt off over my head and looked down nervously, as I saw him between my legs, his tongue at my crotch. Matt took my 7- inch cut cock into his mouth, and I think I nearly passed out from hyperventilation. The room seemed to spin as he took more of me into his mouth. I let my body go limp on the bed. Then jumped as he fingered me also, and I must admit it hurt.

"You want me to stop?"

"No. Keep going."

I wanted to experience it. I realized he enjoyed it way more than I did; he said it would get better. He worked magic with his tongue. I couldn't keep my pelvis still, as he probed at my hole. Although I had no hair on my chest, I wasn't shaved down there and felt a little embarrassed as he picked a hair from his mouth. I didn't give him any warning, because I didn't think it would happen so soon. I shot my load . He gagged a little, but didn't seem to mind, just licking his lips and again grinning at me. Then he got back up on the pillow beside me and our tongues met again as we kissed deeply. He kissed me so deeply that I think if I hadn't had my tonsils out when I was twelve, he would now have them as a souvenir. 

Matt lay beside me, and I just drank him in. I ran my finger over his eyebrows, looking deep into brown eyes. He continued to jerk off, until he came all over his stomach. I took my finger and played in it. I wanted to taste it, but wasn't sure what he would think. He wiped it up.

Things had gone a lot faster than I had planned on. Matt fell asleep with his arm over the top of me. I just loved looking into his peaceful face. I hated to move and wake him. It was my first time with a man, but I didn't want it to be my last. I liked feeling his heart race when we were passionate, and I enjoyed his gentle breaths in sleep. I savored in the smell of his body and the feel of it next to mine. 

I knew I had to stop thinking about him, before I got hurt. For him, we were just fuck buddies, he had said as much to me. I want more someday, with someone, but I wanted to enjoy what we have. Just to lie next to him, watching his body twitch as sleep took hold, was more than I could stand. His chest heaving as he gurgled out a fine snore in the silence of the room. I should have left for home. I wanted to stay there frozen in time, not worrying about what my family would think, although, it was bothering me. I was an adult, they had no real say, but knew they wouldn't approve. My mom had already commented about leaving so late to meet with Matt. I looked at my watch and it was after three in the morning when he awoke. He suggested I call, but I couldn't. I was afraid of the reaction of telling my mom that Matt had asked me to spend the night. 

Things heated up again pretty quickly. His hands ran over my chest and he sucked my nipple. It tickled as he ran his tongue over it. He kissed over my neck and shoulder. I did the same, biting just a little, not hard. He wanted to fuck me and I wanted it too. Matt must have been totally frustrated with me. I got on me knees and he put on a condom and lube and tried to enter, but it just wasn't happening. I was too tense, and it was hurting. I fell back on the bed, panting. 

I lay face up, my legs astride his body. His strong arms either side of my chest. He went through the motions for a bit. I felt his penis, sliding over the crack of my ass, as he pushed into me. We held each other tightly as he pumped his hips into mine. He was powerful with his thrusts into me. It was very intense, as his body pressed into my crotch. 

He understood about my not being ready for anal sex and lay beside me as I jerked his cock, making sure to keep the foreskin over the head. He told me how he came better that way. We kissed as his pre-cum oozed over my fingers making them sticky. I got down and licked then sucked his balls. 

"Just be a little more gentle."

"Sorry."

"It's okay. Do what you want with the rest of me."

He flashed me that beautiful smile again, with a little chuckle. I continued to jerk him, while playing with his balls as gently as I could. Matt enjoyed it. I knew this, when he came in my hand. He used his fist to help me out, but I just wanted to kiss some more. I took his hands in mine and held them tightly as we kissed urgently. It wasn't long before he was asleep again on his side, facing me. I don't think I slept. All I wanted to do was watch Matt.

Later that morning I called my mom, she was upset and said she almost sent the police. Matt was right, I should have phoned her before. We made plans to go to a movie later that day, and I went home. 

"Well you are finally home. What did you do all night?"

"We slept. Well, Matt did, I didn't really."

"Well neither did I. I worried all night long. You should have called."

"I know. I am sorry."

"You're not telling me you two had sex together?"

"We ..."

"I'm hungry."

I went to the kitchen and ate some left overs then headed to the shower. After that I went straight to my room, not bothering to finish the conversation. Mom didn't bring it up again. I went to the movies with Matt. When I dropped him off, he said he had a good time, but that was it. He went into his house and we have only chatted on-line a couple times. I wonder if we will ever hook up again. It doesn't matter. I got off on his web cam show tonight. Thanks Matt for a great time. 



My First Mature Encounter



I was typing away in work and I was very busy, I had two hours left of the day and couldn’t wait to get home. It was a very dark grey day, it was extremely windy, and it looked like the trees outside my office where about to fall down and crash to floor. The rain was hard and heavy, it was the type of rain that soaked you right through and left you feeling miserable.

I’m 20 years of age, I’m not very tall, I have brown hair & brown eyes, I wouldn’t say I was ugly though I wouldn’t say I was anything special, just an average looking guy with a sense of humour. I work in a very small office as an administrator for a wallpaper delivery company, I work fulltime 9 to 5, the receptionist works 9 to 1 and my female boss Alice works whenever she wants really. There’s only one main room above some shops on the highstreet, you can only get into the office if you know the door code, or if you’re buzzed in.

Now Alice, was about 41 years of age, she was OK looking but wouldn’t turn your head in the street, she wasn’t overweight though she had a chubby ass, the rest of her body was proportion just right, not slim though not fat. She had small breasts, short brown hair and blues eyes. We got on like friends and we never had any conflict with each other.

With the end of the day getting closer, you could bet I was anxious to get home. Things had quietened down when I heard the door buzzing (which meant someone was coming in). It was Alice and she was drenched, it look liked she had been swimming with her clothes on. 

“I’m soaking” she yelled, “my car wouldn’t start and I couldn’t find an umbrella, I needed to bank the payments. What a day!”

She took her coat off and hung it up on the rack, you could see her black bra through her white blouse and could tell her nipples were erect, she was also wearing long black trouser and sensible black shoes. As she was walking round the room we had the usual chit chat, how she was?, how I was?, what I did on the weekend etc? She went over to the radiator and turned it up and she went over to the windows and closed the blinds, though it was still light in the room from the ceiling lights. She said I hope you don’t mind I got to get out of these pants. I of course replied “No not at all” though I would probably feel quite uncomfortable.

I didn’t look directly at her, but out the corner of my eye I watched her pull down her black trousers, then she walked in front of me where the radiator and she put her trousers over it. Her white blouse was covering her panties, but through the wetness you could clearly see they were black, though they weren’t sexy panties, I was totally turned on and felt the blood rushing to my manhood. She walked over to the coat rack and picked up my red sports jacket. “Do you mine if I could wear this while my clothes dry off a bit” she asked politely. “No Problem” I told her.

She went into the toilet closing the door behind her, two minutes later she came out wearing my jacket while holding the front opening together with one hand, and holding her blouse with the other. “I think I broke your zip,” she said. I told her it was already broken. She placed her blouse over the radiator and you could clearly see her tiny plump ass in those black panties, my jacket was not long enough to cover them. “Its bloody freezing” she repeated a few times.

She sat in her desk opposite mine, you could no longer see her panties as she was sitting down though now I had the best view of her small cleavage. I was feeling incredibly horny and couldn’t believe the things I was thinking about. We got deep into conversation again talking about some jobs we got in today and I couldn’t help but glance down at her chest every now and again. She must have noticed what I was doing because I swear she let the jacket fall open I bit further and a bit further again. I must have seen her bra in full about 10 times. She was just chatting away putting her hands in my pocket. I was incredibly turned on.

I tried to carry on with my work to take my mind of it as I was getting quite flushed drooling over her.

“Excuse me, what the hell is this” Alice said with an angry tone as she stood up letting the jacket open up quite a bit, exposing her black bra and panties

Oh fuck’ I though to myself, she was holding up a small amount of coke which she had found in my pocket which I had left in there from the weekend (not that I was a big user, just every now and again).

“Err…Alice I can explain” I said thinking my life was now over.

“Hold your excuses, do you know you can be arrested for this” she replied, she obviously knew what it was! With that she emptied it on the desk. Still holding her angry voice tone she said “this is a sackable offence, I could take your job away from you for this.” With that she opened the box on her desk and pulled out a bank note. She put her finger on her lip and said “shhh,” she bent over the desk and took a snort of the coke. My jacket was wide open and I had a perfect view of her cleavage and panties.

I was extremely surprised and I had the biggest shock on my face I had ever had. My heart had gone from 50Mph from being scared to 100mph from being extremely turned on.

“I don’t want you ever to bring this to work again, but today I will make an exception,” she waved her hand to signal me to come over to her, with that I stood up and walked from behind my desk over to her. She sat back down and moved to one side, she passed me the rolled up bank note and said to do it. I didn’t need to be told twice, I leaned over and had a bit, and I stood straight up and tilted my head back to enjoy the rush. Alice wrapped her arms around me with her head pressed against my stomach. “mmm that was lovely wasn’t it” she said in the most sexy drowsiest voice I’ve ever heard her speak in. 

At this precise moment I was in heaven. I glanced down to see Alice still with her head against my stomach. “I love this stuff” she whispered as she let go of me and sat back in her chair. She started putting the substance back in the bag. 

I walked across the room and sat back down in my chair trying to take in what had just happened.

“How was that?” Alice asked as she stood up with a seductive look on her face.

“Very nice, thank you” I replied very quickly in a nervous voice as I noticed what she was doing.

She was slowly walking towards me, gently slipping the jacket over her shoulders. “Are you nervous” she asked as she slowly slipped her jacket off around waist.

“Very” I stuttered with a worried look on my face.

The jacket fell to the floor as she stood straight in front of me semi-naked, just a matching lingerie set covering her up.

There was a silent tension, as I laid back in my chair staring in her eyes. I was now fully erect, she could clearly see it through my thin black trousers. As she lent forward and gently stroked it, we engaged in a deep passionate kiss as she lent over me. I slowly caressed her ass pulled on her panties. She broke away and stood tall again she, put her arms around her back and released her bra straps and let her breasts fall free. They were small hand cupped sized breasts with small dark browned nipples. She sat on the desk with her legs partially open. Her pussy was quite dark and hairy and It looked like she hadn’t trimmed it in a while. She put her hands on her hips and looked at me. “You like” she asked in her seductive voice.

It felt like I was going to blow. I got out of my seat, kicked off my shoes and started undoing my belt. She just sat there, legs opening a bit wider and her hand making its way down to her pussy. She started to stroke it and I couldn’t wait to get down to action.

My trouser where no on the floor and I stood there with my boxer shorts on with a visible hard-on pointed north. I took them down and kicked them off.

“Oh my, am I in for a treat” she reacted. As I walked towards her with my six inch cock.

We both launched into a very dirty kiss as she took my penis into her hand. She started tossing me off, broke away the kiss and pulled me closer. Her legs where now wide open and I could smell the moistness.

I started to tickle her pussy with my dick before inserting, taking more of my length with every thrust. Before I new it we were banging hard on my desk. She was totally naked and me with just a shirt on I felt almost criminal. Our groans became louder as we made hard love, I was sucking and gently massaging her nipples with my tongue and she had a firm hard grip on my buttocks.

We were only five minutes into when I knew I was going to blow my load into her. “I’m gonna cum,” I yelled as my thrusting became slower and my eyes became a bit blurry. She gently pushed me away, and let out a giggle.

I felt a bit embarrassed, as I probably didn’t perform to her standards.

She turned her self over, ass in the air and she rapidly fingered her pussy.

I pulled my chair over to her ass and I slowly started tickling her ass hole, she was getting really squirmy and her moaning was turning me on to the max. I inserted my finger into her ass, and she let out a yelp.

What a bad idea I thought.

“No don’t stop I like it” she replied.

So I leant back forward and started sticking my tongue in. Her moaning was unbelievable. I massaged her ass with my tongue for what seemed like 20 minutes. My cock was throbbing and I new she was ready for entry. I stood proud and squeezed my prick up her ass hole. I repeatedly thrusted her, and she was now screaming blue murder telling me not to stop. I swear if someone walked passed they would have called the police.

She was wriggling like a worm and it sounded like she was screaming. She was still rapidly fingering herself as I could feel her hand moving as my balls were slapping them at full pelt. I was ready to blow my load, I kept it going.

The most overwhelming sensation drove through my body at full speed. I went cold and a shiver struck my spinal cord that could have easily left me paralysed. I paused as I ejaculated in her ass hole, my rhythm dropped and my sperm seemed to spill like out like a tap. She was yelling, screaming, scratching, her panting was excessively heavy as I leaned over kissing her back in extreme exhaustion.

I pulled out and my manhood was very limp. She turned her self over as I sat my self back down in the chair. She lay down flat, the glistening of sweat was all over her body. I moved closer and planting my head between her legs and started going to work. The smell of sex was in the air and the scent was amazing. I lapped her pussy up like a dog eating dinner, she continued to moan and wriggle. Not to long after she started to shiver and was gripping my head with quite a bit of force as she yelled “Oh my god I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, oh my god.” Her pussy was leaking as I ate her out with a gentle excessive force. She came in my mouth and I loved every second of it. She sat up pulled me up to her lips. The passionate kiss was dirty as ever as she tried to extract all her pussy juices from my mouth.

We broke away and she pulled me in and gave me a hug, she rest her shoulder on mine.

“Thanks I needed that,” she whispered in a gentle genuinely thankful voice.

She gave me one last sweet soft kiss, walked over to the radiator, grabbed her clothes and went into the toilets.

Work has never been the same………….

The End



My First Meet



This is a true story about the first time that I had a meeting with another cross dresser.



It was a Saturday morning in the summer of this year, we had been sending messages for a few weeks online and had arranged to meet.

As a closet dresser I had to be careful as although my wife knows that I dress, (she does not approve), she does not know about my desire to meet up with other CD's.

Getting ready

So when the day came I was both excited and scared. I did my usual chores to get myself ready, washed and shaved my legs and clitty, also gave myself an enema so I was clean as possible inside and out, inserting a tampon to soak up the last of the fluid. 

Next I had to select the clothes to wear. I chose a black suspender belt with a black satin thong and satin bra, next I got out a new pair of black stockings. I put on my ankle chain and suspender belt, unpacked the stockings and slowly rolled them up my legs, my hands were actually trembling with nerves and excitement. Next I put on my thong, making sure that everything was in place and finally my bra. I don't wear "falsies" so what is in my bra is mine.

Now what to wear, I decided on a short red skirt and white blouse and a pair of black 4" heels, finally I looked in the mirror and liked what I saw, so I was sure my date would too. By now it was 9:00am, my date was due about 9:30 so now is the worst part, waiting to see if my date turns up, or whether I am going to be let down as I have on previous occasions.

Meeting

My mobile rings, is he here or phoning to say he can't make it. I answer the phone, he is here and wants to know where to go, I direct him to my door and wait for the doorbell to ring, standing there dressed was as nerve racking as anything I have ever done, I have never opened the door as Rose before so this is going to be a day of firsts, I hope.

He has arrived and the bell rings and I open the door, he took one look at me and was suitably impressed. I bid him enter and in he came, setting his case on the floor as he entered. I offered him a cup of tea and made it for him. We chatted for a while whilst we drank out tea, then he went upstairs to change.

When I went up there after about ten minutes he was wearing a pair of white panties, blue stockings and a white suspender belt, with a pair of 3"heels and a blue skirt.

I cleared the bed and lay down. He joined me on the bed and started touching my legs, running his hands up them and commenting on how smooth they were. His hand touched my clit and sent a shock wave though my body, it was the first time another CD had touched me this way and it felt good. I returned the favour touching his legs and slowly working my way up them, when I got to his clitty I could not resist releasing it from its confines.

I now had a cock in my hand for the first time and it felt softer than mine. I now wanted to taste it, something I had not done since school, when I had a fling with another boy, so I slowly put it in my mouth and started to suck on it. It tasted clean and nice something I had not expected, it soon started to get harder with my administrations and I tried to get as much in my mouth as I could.

He was not a very large man about six or so inches, so I managed to get most of it in without gagging, by now he had started to suck me as well. He had met people before, so was much more experienced than me, and it showed. His hands were playing with my pussy and getting me well worked up, and I must admit to fingering his pussy as well.

I took a short rest from my sucking duties to play with his nipples, kiss and suck them and even gently bite them, which received little groans of pleasure from him. I wanted to taste him again so I made my way back to his clitty, kissing his body on the way down. I gently eased him back into my mouth, taking him as deep as I could but now he wanted more, his hands where on the back of my head and were pushing him deeper into my mouth, he was fucking my face, and I was loving it.

I think it was at this point that I realised that I did not want to fuck him, but I wanted him to fuck me, I now know that I am a bottom and have little interest in fucking a CD (at the moment, but that could change with time).

After about ten minutes or so of me being face fucked, I wanted him in me, I wanted that cock in my, up till now virgin (toys don't count), man pussy. I asked him if he wanted to fuck me, you can guess the answer and I passed him a condom which I had by the bed. As he fitted the condom I applied lube to my pussy, rolled onto my back and raised my legs sliding towards the edge of the bed.

He got between my legs and for the first time I felt a clitty touch my pussy, as he rubbed himself against me, probing me, he found my eager pussy and started to push. I felt him start to enter me, not the pain that I had expected (possibly due to the use of dildo's and but plugs) but a nice full feeling, getting fuller the more he entered me. 

I'm in heaven now as he thrusts deeper into me I thrust towards him, riding him, wanting more, but alas it was not to be, he only lasted for about a minute before declaring he was coming, before I could say anything he came into the condom, not what I wanted him to do, I wanted to taste his seamen I wanted it in my mouth. Alas he withdrew and went to clean up, something I would have willingly done for him.

When he returned I was lying on the bed, playing with my own semi-hard clitty, he went down on me, sucking me deep into his mouth and sucking for all he was worth. I took him into my mouth and could taste the remnants of his cum, it tasted salty and so nice, I wish he had cum in my mouth, so I could have a better taste, even swallow it, that is what I wanted him to do, that is why I had him in my mouth, trying to get him hard again, so he would fuck me again, but try as I might he would not harden, so after about twenty minutes we gave up and concentrated on me.

Now I like to have my nipples played with and pinched, one of the things that gets me off. So I got of the bed and went into the other bedroom, got my nipple clamps and asked him to put them on me. He looked a bit apprehensive so I told him not to be, as they were something I often used, so he started to pinch my nipples so they stood up and gently put on the clamps, I think, no I am sure, that I let out a little squeal s he let them pinch my nipples, the pain was more intense than I remember it being before, possibly because somebody else had put them on.

I played harder with my clit and told him to face fuck me, as I felt I was cumming I asked him to pull the string between the clamps and stretch my nipples, this had the desired effect, the combined pain of my nipples and the face fucking brought me to my climax.

When we had both cooled down we dressed and vowed to meet again. 

Something we have yet to arrange....... but soon I hope

Rose

xxxxx



My First Meeting with Rob



Can I tell you about a fantasy of mine, which involves me and a female friend fucking 2 guys?

Jo and I are similar builds, both with big breasts and dark hair, and sometimes we have sex with each other when there's no man around. Then we decided to try have sex with 2 guys who would like a 4some.

So we went to a bar and picked out 2 likely lads. One was a big guy called Rob and he was sooooo sexy, I wet my knickers as soon as I saw him. His mate wasn't bad either, Jo and I looked at each other and knew we'd found our 4some.

We joined their table and we all had lots to drink and smoke (lots of time to flirt, I loved rubbing my body all over Rob when I sat in his lap) and then we went back to Jo's place. We had another joint when we got there and Jo put on some fuck videos, showing 2 girls and 2 guys getting it on. Jo and I started to put on a show for the guys, we kissed and licked each other's faces before taking turns to suck on each other's ample breasts. I love the feel of Jo's tits, they are so soft like mine and they taste so nice. Her nipples are hard and pink and very easy to suck.

Then we went into a 69 and began sucking on each other's pussies. Jo always tastes nice, I love to suck her cunt and ass and she always comes buckets and I love the taste of her cum. Rob had been sitting on the sofa wanking his cock but he came over to Jo's bed and stuck his cock out so I could suck it. This I did, with enthusiasm, I love to suck cock and I always get off doing it as Jo will know, because I came on her face when I sucked Rob's cock. Then he came behind me and stuck his cock inside Jo's cunt, right above my face, and after a few pushes he pulled his cock out of her cunt and stuck it in my mouth. Suck my cock, you bitch, he said and I sucked Jo's juices off Rob's cock. Then he stuck his cock back inside Jo's cunt and he fucked her harder and harder while I watched in envy. Finally I could stand it no longer and cried, Rob, fuck me now with that big hard cock, fuck I need you now, fuck me please and he said he would, but only after I had sucked his balls and licked his ass. I was quick to comply and I gave his balls a thorough sucking and his ass a good licking and then he was ready to let me fuck him.

Rob lay down and I kneeled above him, thrusting my breasts into his mouth and then I positioned his cock right at the entrance to my pussy. I was desperate to have that beautiful cock inside me but I took my time sliding down his cock, sliding slowly until his cock was finally embedded all the way deep inside my cunt.

I wriggled my hips around the base of his cock, fuck it felt good. Slowly I started to move up and down Rob's cock, enjoying every second. I couldn't help but go faster and faster until I was fucking him hard, fucking his cock, every hard inch, I knew I was going to come and I tightened my cunt muscles around his cock and I just exploded, and came with wave after wave of pleasure, I could feel my juices running down my legs.

And then I had to suck his cock, I had to suck my come juices off his cock so I dropped to my knees and swallowed his cock, every hard inch, and his cock tasted so good. I sucked and licked every inch of that cock and his hairy balls and I loved the taste of him so much I was just dying to taste his cum so I began to beg, come for me baby, give me your come, I want you to come in my mouth, let me taste your cream and I could feel his cock tighten and his balls felt different and I knew he was going to come and I was going to come too and then it hit me, his come came streaming out of his cock, into my mouth, onto my face, on my tongue, I tried to keep up and swallow and it tasted so good, I loved the taste of his come.

I sucked and licked until his cock was clean and completely soft and then I kissed Rob, let him lick the remnants of his come from my face. As we snuggled, we looked over to where Jo and Rob's mate were still going at it and we knew the night was not finished yet.



My First Meeting with Sir



As I sat at the bar, I noticed Him across the crowded room. He was sitting in a corner alone, but looking directly at me. His piercing eyes were looking through me, making me shift uncomfortably on the stool. I had dressed as instructed, no bra or panties and could already notice the wetness gathering between my legs. I looked around, nervously, hoping that no one else noticed. I could not believe that I was there, meeting Him finally. We had chatted a bit about things......he knew my slutty tendencies before I even mentioned them and he knew how I had been fighting them for months if not years. Somehow, he convinced me to meet him and find out if I was really as slutty as he thought I was. 

As I stood up, I grabbed my drink and turned around. I noticed he was already standing up and pulling the chair out next to him. I started to immediately walk towards him never giving up eye contact with him. For some reason, I could not stop looking at him.....he was doing something to me. I noticed my nipples become erect and my wetness started dripping down my legs. As I moved next to him, he stood behind me and turned us both around so we were facing the corner. He slid his hands into my blouse and tweaked each nipple as I let out a little gasp. He laughed as he heard my response. He knew I would be putty in his hands. As I started breathing heavier, he moved his hands down to the front of me and lifted up my short skirt. I began to move against him nervous that someone else would see. He told me to relax into him as no one else was there but us. I only needed to concentrate on him and what he was doing to my body. 

Then, I lent back into him, tilted my head back and closed my eyes. His one hand was still on one breast as his other hand reached my pussy. He told me what a slut I was as I was already wet for him and he had not even done anything to me yet. I blushed at being called a slut but nodded in agreement that I was. He then pushed his fingers past the folds of my pussy and began moving up and down my slit. I slowly started rocking back and forth into him as he moved his fingers up and down. Without warning, he easily slid two fingers in and started fucking me slowly. I started moaning and melted into his body even further. He found my clit with his thumb and began to circle it slowly. My breathing picked up as he started fingering my pussy and clit faster. He asked me what I wanted.....and I did not say anything. He slowed his finger fucking down and I groaned in disappointment. He told me to tell him what I wanted and he would quicken the pace again. Being totally embarrassed at what was happening to me, I said nothing again and he completely removed his hands from my body.

Within an instant, He and I were sitting down at his table as if nothing even happened between us. I looked around to see if anyone saw us and everything was as it was before....loud and crowded. He looked at me disapprovingly and I immediately looked down. I knew that I had disappointed him by not answering. But, I just could not bring myself to say anything. I could not believe that I was being betrayed by my own body to a man I just met minutes ago. Sure, we had talked in the past, but having his fingers in me just minutes upon meeting surprised me. Am I really a slut? 

He could see that I was over thinking things a bit and pulled my chair closer to him so that we were knee to knee on the same side of the table. He moved his head next to mine and whispered in my ear. As he lent in to whisper, I knew he could see right into my blouse and see my erect nipples longing for his touch. He told me that I needed to stop thinking and just go with it. I was a slut.......now his slut. He could do whatever he wanted to my body and I would let him. Then, he pulled back and looked into my eyes. I only answered him by blushing. 

Finally, he pulled me closer to the edge of my seat in front of him. He pushed his foot in between my legs to force them apart. Then, he put one hand on my shoulder around me as his other hand snuck under my skirt again. I put my head on his chest and his fingers started to explore my pussy again. I could not believe he was doing this is a crowded room. And, I was letting him. He eagerly rammed two fingers into my soaked pussy and started increasing his finger fucking speed as I increased my moans. Luckily, my moans were muffled by his chest. Once again, he asked me what I wanted. At first, all I could do was squirm in my seat and moan. He slowed his pace down again and lifted my chin with his other hand. Looking me deeply in the eyes, he asked me what I wanted...what I needed, expecting an answer this time. Taking a deep breath and pulling myself into him, I told him that I wanted him to make me cum......to let me cum. He smiled as I had finally given in to my inner slut and answered him. His fingers started moving in and out of my pussy quicker as I finally begged him over and over again to please let me cum. That was music to his ears as he started working my clit faster and faster and could hear my muffled moans getting louder. He whispered in my ear that I had to be as quiet as possible as others might notice. He knew that no one was paying a bit of attention, but he wanted to control my orgasm and my cries as well. Finally, he felt me spasm and convulse as my wetness seeped all over his fingers and hand. 

Once my breathing slowed down, he sat me straight up and presented his hand to my lips. Without hesitation, I started licking my juices off of his fingers to clean him up as we had talked about in past conversations. He told me that I was a good girl and that he could not wait for me to cum in his mouth and on his cock. He said that he had found his slut and was going to use me however he pleased. That phrase immediately put a smile upon my face as I said, "Yes Sir". 



My First Meeting with Sir



I was very nervous to meet with my Dom for the first time. We had been texting and talking for months after some emails through a community site. This was to be our first date, and the first time I would serve him...

We met outside a restaurant, I took my time getting out of the car, my nerves getting the best of me. He was well dressed, handsome, just like the pictures I had seen. He waits patiently for me, just watching, his eyes on me making the butterflies in my stomach flutter. I step out of the car and walk up to him as he smiles. He spreads his arms and hugs me tight, telling me how cute I look. I am so short in his arms. He lifts my face by the chin and kisses me, softly and first, and then more deeply. He puts his arm around me as we walk into the restaurant.

We eat, talk, laugh, I slowly relax my nerves. After a good meal and conversation we decide to go see a movie. I said I would drive, as Sir had already driven so far today to see me. He smiles and agrees, and we are on our way. We get our tickets and snacks easily, the theater is almost empty. We make our way to our seats; his arm around me or on me at all times making me feel wanted, close to him, belonging to him.

We sit near the back center of the theater, good seats, away from the few other couples waiting for the movie to begin. We joke about the movie facts and commercials, then he runs his hand under the hem of my dress, lightly scratching my thigh. I shiver and suck in my breath at his touch. We kiss again, making out while waiting for the movie to start. His lips were more aggressive, he bites my lip slightly, then kisses my jaw and neck, licking and biting until he gets to my collar bone. I can't help but moan.

His hand caresses and squeezes my thigh while our tongues meet. I am getting so moist, wanting more, needing more of his attention. He slides his hand up and his fingers brush against my panties, then he scratches the inside of my thigh roughly all the way down to my knee. The sensation is overbearing, I have to hold my breath not to make a sound. I am expecting more but he suddenly stops and simply smiles at me; the movie is beginning. I try to focus on the screen instead of the feeling between my legs and the burning along my thigh.

We snuggle and watch the movie, at times he would caress me or kiss me. We laugh and make silly comments, sharing our snacks and drink. After a time I get thirsty but have finished the soda I have been sipping on. I pout and Sir asks me if I am thirsty. I nod and expect him to get a refill for me. Instead to my shock he unzips his pants and puts my hand on his semi-hard cock. I pull my hand back and implore him to put it away, and he quickly grasps my chin in his hand and holds me with a stern gaze. He tells me that since I am thirsty he will order me to drink his cum.

I am mortified of doing this, even in a dark theater, what if someone saw me. There is no way to hide what I am going to be doing. I beg for him to reconsider and he pinches my nipple hard, I whimper and he tells me I will be punished for disobedience. I am so nervous, but can not ignore being turned on as he pushes my head down into his lap. I lick him softly and then take his cock into my mouth, suck it halfway into my mouth and feel it twitch and grow between my lips.

He runs his fingers through my hair as I begin to serve him with my mouth, taking him ever deeper with each stroke. He pulses in my mouth as he becomes fully engorged, so big and hard, yet so soft against my lips. I try hard to take him all into my mouth but I can not. I gag slightly as the head of his cock grazes the back of my throat. I pull back to regain my composure and take a breath and find Sir is holding my head in place. I panic for a second and squeeze his thigh and arm with my hands as I try to fight his grip on my hair.

Sir shushes me and lets me back ever so slightly to take a needed breath and then, both hands wrapped in my hair, begins controlling my head in his lap. He slowly begins fucking my mouth, gently but deeply, testing my gag reflex. I try my best to relax and take all of him, I want to please him so badly. I don't know if he or I am quickening the pace, I feel compelled to give him what he wants, what I want. I need to make him cum for me.

I feel his other hand gently caress my pussy through my dress as I bob my head in his lap. He shushes me again as apparently I am moaning and getting dangerously loud. I begin to force his head into my throat a few times, this time causing him to moan and utter the two words I yearn to hear from his lips, "good girl." He grips my hair and pumps deeply into my mouth, faster, more forceful. Then I feel him tense and I get my reward, his warm cum splashing the back of my throat. I quickly swallow it down and make sure to suck him deep and slow, getting every last drop as if I would never enjoy this treat again.

He kisses my forehead and smiles down at me as I breathlessly smile up at him, before we compose ourselves and return our attention to the screen. My panties are quite wet, and I have a nagging need to pay some more attention to my pussy. I touch myself, but before I can build a rhythm his hand closes on mine. I look up and he shakes his head at me. I am not allowed to cum yet. I pout, whimper, and fidget through the rest of the movie. 

As we leave I start to get quiet again. I don't know what is going to happen when we get into his hotel room, and after the events in the theater my mind races. The drive back to the hotel is longer somehow. My nerves return, yet I felt warmth spread between my legs again as he grabs my ass on the way up the stairs. We get to the door and he opens it and motions me inside....

The room is simple and dark, a large bed in the middle, easy chair in the corner with a table and ottoman next to it. He closes and locks the door behind me and then proceeds to turn on all the lights while he tells me to set my things on the table and stand next to the bed. I did as told and wait nervously for what is to come next. I keep starring at the large duffel-bag sitting at the foot of the bed. He notices, grins, and asks if I want to see what he brought for me.

I ask him to show me. He comes over and puts his arms around me and kisses me deeply. He sucks on my bottom lip hard and bites it slightly. I try to keep my head clear as he kisses his way down my jaw, neck, and chest. He sucks and bites at my neck, collar bone, and chest, making me breathe heavy and freshly soak my panties. Sir tells me to undress for him. I quickly do as I am told, nervous yet eager for more of his attention. I stand there naked in front of him and he begins to circle around me, looking me over, squeezing my breasts and bare ass.

I can not help thinking about my body as he examines me. His eyes wandering over my short, curvy, and over-exaggerated hourglass figure. My breathing gets faster and I notice my firm 36 D breasts heaving, he cups them from behind and pinches my tiny hard nipples. He caresses my hips and ass, again running his fingernails across the sensitive skin between my thick thighs.

He orders me to bend over the bed, that I am to be punished for talking back in the theater. I meekly utter "Yes Sir," and assume the position he wants. I feel his presence behind me as I bend over the foot of the bed, keeping my ass high in the air. He caresses my back, ass, and thighs before giving me a surprise smack on the ass. I jump and squeal at the sting of his hand. He rubs my bare bottom and spanks me again causing my other cheek to sting. He tells me to count as he continues to spank my ass, harder and harder. I struggle to count and stop myself from wiggling and pulling away from his hand.

I count to twelve, my ass on fire, my pussy dripping wet. I whimper and wish I had not been a bad girl. Sir tells me I got a few extra swats for not staying bent where I was told. "Sorry Sir," is all I can muster. My knees are weak from my punishment, my backside aching terribly. I did not think Sir would be so strict, I must be more mindful of keeping him happy. He tells me I can relax, so I turn and sit on the bed, my ass protesting from my tender skin rubbing against the rough blanket.

Sir kisses me on the forehead, holding my head in his strong hands. He looks deeply into my eyes and asks me, "are you ready to begin training?"

I wonder what he has in store for me, I have so much to learn,and so much we have talked about. "Yes Sir," I blurt out eagerly, wanting t know where we will begin. He orders my on my knees. I slide my sore ass off of the bed and sink to my knees in front of him. Blood pounds in my ears as he informs me that I must start by learning to properly serve him on my knees.

I look up at him and he nods for me to begin. I unbuckle his belt and undo his pants and eagerly but gently pull his underwear down over his growing erection. I want to get a good look at Sir's cock, the theater was too dark for me to really see. It is wide and curved upward, no wonder it was so hard for me to fit it in my throat. As I wrap my tiny fingers around it and lick the tip it continues to swell. I take it between my lips and suck it gently while rubbing my tongue against the underside of his shaft. It seems to keep growing as I give it more and more attention and Sir moans softly.

Sir grabs a hold of my hair tightly and pulls me off of his throbbing cock. I look up to see what I have done wrong. He pulls my hands away and tells me to use only my mouth. I place my hands in my lap and answer, "yes Sir." I look as his cock pulsing in front of my face, it is easily 7" long. I lean forward and begin sucking on him again. I take his cock deep into my mouth, the tip brushing against the back of my throat. I suppress my gag and try to push him deeper. He tells me to not rush and suck him slow and deep.

I suck him slower, every once in awhile going deep and trying to fit him into my throat. I feel him bend over me and just as I start to wonder what he is doing I feel a hard slap on my ass. I realize my hand is on his cock again. I grab onto his hips and hold tight to try to keep my hands off of his cock while I serve him. He orders me instead to hold my hands behind my back and I do so. He takes hold of my head and wraps my hair into a ponytail in his hand. He grips my hair tight and starts fucking my throat. I do my best to be a good girl and keep my hands behind my back and hold still so he can use my mouth.

Sir shoves his cock hard into my throat, slowly forcing it in. I do my best to relax and open my throat for him. I cannot breathe but I hold still for him. Just when I think I can't hold my breathe any longer he pulls out of my mouth and I collapse on all fours at his feet. He reaches down and helps me to my feet, my legs are like jelly, I cannot support myself. I have trouble standing and he holds me up against his chest to steady me while he kisses my forehead. He leads me to get on the bed and instructs me to lay in the middle on my back and spread my legs.

He opens the duffel-bag and takes out a few long strips of soft silky red rope. Sir asks if I trust him, I eagerly respond, "yes Sir!" I cannot wait to be bound and used, my pussy aches just thinking about having him inside of me. I have needed to cum so badly since the theater. He gets up on the bed next to me and places my hands above my head and begins to tie my wrists together. The rope is very tight and secure, yet soft, my mind races as I know I will be at his mercy. He secures the rope to the frame of the bed below my head, keeping my hands held firmly above me.

He then reaches into the bag and brings out a flogger. My eyes go wide. I pull at the ropes holding my hands, but it is no use. All I can think is how much will that thing hurt, where will he hit me with it, what did I do to deserve punishment? Sir responds as if answering my thoughts. He tells me because I had such trouble serving him properly I will be punished before he takes my pussy. He tells me if I cum before instructed I will receive more punishment as well. He raises the flogger and I wince.

The first blow lands on my inner thigh. I squeal and instinctively close my legs, the next blow lands swiftly and painfully on my now exposed ass, which is still sore from the spanking earlier. I arch my back in pain and beg Sir to stop. He looks me in the eyes and asks me if I wish to be released. I think hard and decide I want more, I wanted this for so long, the shock of the first few blows just surprised me. I am ashamed at my weakness, I mumble my apologies and ask for him to continue. I receive another swat on the ass for not speaking clearly, which causes me to jump and whimper loudly..

He orders me to keep my legs open otherwise my ass will be beaten. I spread my legs wide again as instructed, and Sir continues my punishment. The flogger lands on my inner thighs, my stomach, my breasts, each time causing a thrill of pain and excitement to rush through me. My breathing increases as the tempo picks up. The blows become more random, causing me to squirm slightly as I cannot expect where Sir will strike me next. One of the strips on the flogger hits my nipple squarely and causes me to cry out. His swings get harder and faster, my body gets sore and tender under his attention, I don't know how much more I can take.

I close my eyes against the pain. In that instant I wish I hadn't. The flogger descends swiftly onto my clit, the leather strips causing pain to course through my pussy. I can't help but cry out and close my legs. I get three hard swats on my ass, making me writhe on the bed. I open my slightly tearing eyes and see that Sir is upset with me. I beg forgiveness as he grabs the other strips of rope and begins binding my legs above and below the knee. The rope keeps my knees bent uncomfortably, and sir gets 2 more lengths of rope and secures them to the feet of the bed to keep my legs spread wide. I know I will receive more punishment now, I have been such a disobedient girl.

He looks me sternly I the eyes while I whimper. He tells me I will receive five swats on the pussy for my failure to behave. I blink the tears from my eyes and nod slightly, hoping to get this punishment over with. I am instructed to count as the flogger falls on my helpless pussy for the first time. "One," I blurt out, the pain is sharp and undeniable. "Two," I try to hold my breath to stave of the pain. "Three," I buck my hips against my bonds to try to find relief from the flogger. "Four," I can't help but openly weep as my pussy is bright red, the wetness leaking from me making it even more tender. I don't know if I can handle one more swat. I close my eyes and hold my breath waiting for the final strike, which I know will be the worst.

The flogger lands hard between my legs, I scream out in pain, my breath coming in ragged gasps. "Five," I barely manage to blurt out. Sir shushes me and tells me to relax, my punishment is over. He caresses my thighs and stomach, taking care to avoid touching my swollen and aching pussy. His hands reach up ad massage my breasts, pinching my nipples roughly. The pain in my nipples is a blessing compared to the throbbing in my pussy and ass. I moan for him, and he kisses me deeply. He wipes the tears from my eyes and asks me if I am ready for him to use me. My pussy hurts so much, but I want this aching need to be stuffed with his cock to be fulfilled.

I nod my head and return his kiss eagerly. "Please use my pussy Sir," I beg. I have been waiting for this moment for months. He crawls between my legs and runs his fingers gently along my swollen lips, making shivers run up and down my spine. I am so unbelievably sensitive, he smiles at me and rubs little circles around my clit that make me moan and squirm under his touch. "Please Sir fuck me!" I cry out. I need to be filled by him, I need release so badly. He continues to harass my clit with his fingers, making me strain against my ropes.

I need to cum so badly. As if reading my mind again, he reminds me I am not allowed to cum until told. I whimper loudly and try to steady myself. He comes closer to me and I feel the tip of his cock rubbing against my pussy. I breath faster, waiting for him to push himself into me. I feel him push slowly against my opening, teasing me, rubbing the head of his thick cock up and down my slit. Making me shiver every time he hits my clit. Finally he pushes the tip into me, I moan loudly as he slowly enters me. He feels amazing inside of me, stretching me open, my sensitive and needy hole craving more.

He kisses at my neck and chest while slowly pushing in and out of me, teasing shallow strokes that make me squirm and buck for more. In an instant he buries himself in me, my breath catches in my throat and after a second I let out a loud moan. He is so big inside of me, filling me up completely. I have to fight with all of my willpower not to cum right then and there. He starts pumping in and out of me, I am soaking wet, my pussy is on fire and with each stroke I get closer to climax. He continues to run his hands over my chest, pinching my nipples and grabbing my ass while pounding into me harder. I can't hold back any longer and squeal an apology as I have a tearing orgasm that tenses my whole body.

As my senses return I realize I have squirted all over Sir's cock, my thighs, the bed. He looks sternly down at me and tells I was not allowed to cum I whimper as he picks up the flogger again. I apologize repeatedly as he flogs my breasts over and over while still stroking his cock inside of my soaking pussy. The mix of pain and pleasure are almost unbearable, and I feel another orgasm mounting deep inside of me. "Please, Sir I need to cum again," I beg. He tosses the flogger aside and puts his weight fully on me, he drives deeply into me and I feel him pulse inside me. "Fuck me harder Sir!" I need to be used by him, filled up by him. He picks up a frantic pace, grabbing my hair roughly and holding my head up so I look into his eyes while he pounds my sore but yearning pussy.

I moan and cry out, trying with everything to hold back the release I want so badly. He pistons into me hard and deep, changing speeds constantly. He rubs me just right inside, I can't hold much longer. He whispers in my ear, "I want you to be mine, I want to fill you up and keep you as my perfect slave."

My mind reels, I want nothing more than to serve him, for him to use me and be satisfied, to fill me with his cum. I can tell he is holding back slightly, his breathing ragged, he is waiting for me to respond. I look into his eyes and I make my decision, I whisper to him "cum in me Master." He kisses me deeply, our tongues dancing. He stops holding back, pounding into me like an animal uncaged. I begin to scream knowing I can't hold back this orgasm. He calls out for me to cum with him, and we both let go. I gush and squirm and writhe in ecstasy, the feeling of him pulsing and squirting inside of me pushing me to heights I've never felt.

We collapse together, breathing in gasps. He kisses me again and again and I realize what just happened. He has chosen me to be his slave, his mate to train and explore our fantasies together. I agreed to be his, and I know I want to be. I want him to always be with me, pleased with me, satisfied by me. He unties the ropes slowly and gently, rubbing the feeling back into my wrists and legs. My legs are still spasming and we giggle together. He looks at the bed underneath us and tells me I have made quite a mess. Everything is soaked, I apologize, embarrassed and red faced. He pulls me up and smacks me on the behind as he directs me to the shower. As the warm water runs over me and my body is aching yet satisfied all over, I think to myself I made the right choice, and I cant wait for more...



My First MFM



I answered the on-line ad and was surprised to have gotten a response. Carl replied back stating that they had received quite a few replies and that he was trying to weed out the fakes. My situation matched their criteria, which was within the right age, recently separated, d&d free and in good shape. The ad stated that Kim and Carl were both married, in their early 30's and looking to experiment with a MFM for the first time. 

After corresponding with Carl a few times, I learned that Kim was not exactly aware of what he was planning. What Carl had in mind was more of a surprise for Kim. Apparently they had been role playing in the bedroom where Carl would tie Kim's arm to the bed blindfolded and pretend to be a strangers having his way with her. The role play turned Kim on but she was not willing to let it happen in real life. Carl however was planning to push the game further into a reality.

I knew Carl did not want to rush into it, but our email correspondence stopped after about a week and I thought that he might have simply been one of the many fakes that post online. Then almost 3 weeks after our first emails, I received an email from Carl. He explained that he chose somebody else, but apparently the other guy was not who he described in his emails. Carl said that I was the other person that seemed normal and honest so he was hoping it would work. 

He explained that the coming weekend they already lined up for the kids to stay with their grandparents, which would give them a night out - apparently they did not often get. He said that although he didn't like the thought of stranger coming to their house, if he suggested a night out at a hotel to Kim that she would become to suspicious and it would never work. To put his mind at ease, he asked if we could meet, just him and I, so that he was a bit more comfortable with the whole plan. I agreed and we met out the following evening after work.

Being that it was the first time I had every done something like this, I was nervous myself when we first met. After talking with Carl, he confessed that he was really nervous but after we talked for a couple hours, he was more comfortable as was I. I found Carl to be a nice guy, not some little wimp nor somebody full of himself. He seemed like just an average middle-of-the-road guy, much like myself.

Driving home after meeting with Carl I had some mixed emotions of my own. First off I wasn't sure how Carl felt towards me. Although he said I was a perfect candidate, I know how people can say one thing in person and yet mean something different. I was also extremely turned on of the thought that he was looking for me to be with his wife. From his descriptions of her she sounded very attractive. He didn't go into much detail other than he'd like to have her tied up and then have me come in and basically have my way with her as he watched.

I checked my email that evening and found a few email messages from Carl - one with an attachment. Immediately I opened the message containing the attachments to find three pictures of Kim. One picture was of her with the kids (the kids were shaded out). The other was of her in a bikini on the beach, and the third was of her completely naked. She wasn't a model but definitely attractive. She had a small, neatly trimmed pussy that made my dick get hard immediately.

Carl sent a few more pictures the next day after we chatted online, all of Kim completely naked and some of her sucking him and him fucking her. Needless to say I got extremely turned on seeing them and imagining what was planned.

Carl wanted to meet that Friday to talk in detail of what he wanted to happen and how he wanted it to happen. His plan was that he and Kim were going to go out for dinner and then back to their house to take advantage of the kids being away for the evening. He said that they'd have some wine and that eventually he would start the role-playing with her blindfolded and tied to the bed. I was to be waiting in my car at 10pm outside of their house. When he was ready for me he was going to send me a text message and then I would come in the back door, which he would leave unlocked. I would find their room and basically start feeling her up and hopefully, if all went well, fuck her and then leave. 

He was torn about having me wear a condom. He wasn't comfortable with having me, a stranger, fuck his wife without protection. However he said that if I did wear a condom that Kim would know for sure since he doesn't wear one when they have sex. Although Carl and I were relatively the same body size, I questioned that Kim would most likely know I was a stranger and asked what he would do if she freaked out. He explained that they have been role playing this for a while, where he would even wear a strange cologne and even one time put on a wig to make it seem as real as possible. He also said that although Kim was highly sexual that it can take her forever sometimes to have an orgasm and that she liked it rough.

Saturday evening I showed up at their house as planned - a nice house in a quiet suburb. I was extremely excited as I sat there waiting in my car for Carl's text message. As I sat there I thought about how normal the neighborhood looked and how many other couples might be into this kind of thing but nobody really knows. I also thought about what Carl had said about Kim liking it rough and thought maybe he was too rough and possible the reason it took her forever to orgasm.

The time seemed to crawl as I stared at my clock, thinking that maybe plans were not going as Carl had wanted. Then at 11:13 I received his text. I entered the house and found the bedroom just as Carl had described it. I quietly entered the bedroom to see Kim blindfolded with her hands tied to the bed post. She was wearing a sexy see-through nighty and panties, and Carl was just in his boxers. Music was playing loud enough to muffle any sounds I might make that would set her off. 

Carl motioned for me to move onto the bed. I slowly climbed onto the bed and gently felt Kim's legs. I was extremely turned on and wanted to just jump her and start fucking her right there, but knew I was playing a part and stayed to the script. I continued to gently feel Kim's legs, moving from her feet until I was gently rubbing my fingers along her lips. I continued back down her body, paying attention to her tits and nipples and then moving back down her body. I went with more of a soft massage technique, not even touching her pussy for quite some time. 

Still not touching her pussy, my fingers made their way back to her lips and I gently let my middle finger sink into her mouth. She gently sucked my finger and let out a soft whimper. I was surprised at how turned on I was simply from that. I slowly drew my finger from her mouth and trailed back down her body, this time gently brushing my fingers over her pantie covered pussy. Her hips jerked slightly at my touch. I then rubbed her pussy a little harder and she pushed her hips upward to meet my rubbing fingers.

I have to admit that I wasn't comfortable that Kim would buy the whole thing, but now I was pretty sure that she was OK with it, and I'm also pretty sure that she knew it wasn't Carl touching her. Although the music muffled some noise in the room, there were a couple times that Carl made some noise and I would think that she heard and knew it was coming from the corner of the room.

Anyway, as I was gently rubbing Kim's pussy through her panties with one hand, my other hand gently massaged her tits. I then leaned down and started gently kissing her inner thigh and legs. I slowly kissed my way up her stomach to her tits. Her breathing grew much heavier and light moans would occasionally escape her. I slowly kissed her nipples as my other hand continued to rub her pussy. I then continued kissing my way up her neck and she squirmed under me. I gently kissed her neck up her cheek and briefly kissed her lips, not knowing if I was crossing any boundaries. 

I kissed my way back down her body and slowly pulled her panties off to reveal her gorgeous pussy. As I pulled her panties off I stood and removed my own cloths. I looked over to see Carl with his cock in his hand and he simply gave me the thumbs up sign. It was apparent that he was enjoying this as much as I.

I then climbed back on the bed and knelt over Kim as I gently ran my hands up her legs, over her very wet pussy, to her tits. I then leaned down and again kissed her neck, letting my cock poke her thighs and gently touch her pussy. Again I kissed up her cheek and this time kissed her lips gently a few times before slowly kissing my way back down her body. I kissed down her tummy and around her pussy. 

Her pussy was perfect! As I teased her, her hips were gyrating wanting me to go directly to her most sensitive of areas, which I eventually did. As my tongue touched her clit she let out a loud moan and her hips arched as her head buried back into the pillow. I gently licked her pussy and I thought she'd orgasm immediately. I licked her a short while and then again kissed around her pussy, wanting to prolong the moment and continue to teas her. Her hips continued to move, wanting me back where I just was, but instead I again kissed my way back up her body. 

Again my lips ended up at her neck, as I made sure she felt my hard cock poking her thighs. As before I kissed up her chin but this time she was lost in the moment and pushed her lips to mine. As we kissed I felt her pussy moving against my cock and then it pushed in and she let out a loud moan. It was too early and I didn't want her just yet. I wanted to taste her more and make sure she had a satisfying orgasm before I did. I broke our kiss and again moved down her body to her pussy. My tongue made it to her clit as I licked the length of her pussy. I then pushed a finger and then two into her as I sucked and licked her clit. In what seemed like seconds after inserting my fingers, her body shook with an intense orgasm.

I then got up and knelt next to her and guided my cock into her mouth. I looked over and Carl had he had a satisfied look on his face as I continued pleasuring his wife. Seeing Carl there, and Kim's sexy body and the feeling of her sucking me and I was ready to cum. Even though I didn't want to just yet I couldn't hold back. I let out a few moans to let her know - not sure if she was the swallow type or not, so I wanted to warn her without saying anything - I was about to cum. She just continued to suck me and didn't skip a beet. I exploded and she skillfully sucked every drop from my balls.

I looked over at Carl and noticed he too had spunked all over his hands. I didn't want it to end though and was really hoping Carl wouldn't put an end to it just yet. I climbed back on the bed and went straight to Kim's pussy again. She let out another loud moan as her hips met my tongue. I fucked her with my fingers as I licked and sucked her clit. With all of the excitement, I remained hard and wanted to fuck her before the night was over. But she tasted so good that I couldn't pull myself from her pussy. It took a little longer this time, but Kim did have another orgasm while I licked her. An orgasm just as strong as the first. 

After her orgasm I again kissed my way up her body much like before, but this time as I kissed her neck I let my cock press against her pussy. Our lips met and my cock found her wet pussy as I pushed my cock slowly all the way into her. She let out another loud moan as our lips parted and we began moving in rhythm with one another.

We started out fucking with slow movements and eventually reached a steady rhythm. Within a few minutes Kim's body started moving like she was going to have another orgasm. Then from the back of the room I heard Carl trying to hold back his voice as he said "Oh..YES..." and shot another load of his cum onto the floor. I couldn't hold back any longer myself. Seconds later I pulled my cock from Kim's very wet pussy and began to shot my own warm stream of cum onto Kim's tummy, tits and pussy.

Shortly after I came, there was little awkward moment as I wasn't sure where things would go from there. But realized that things went exactly as they were supposed to and it was time for me to leave. I looked down at Carl's sexy wife panting with my cum dripping off of her tummy and down her swollen pussy lips, kissed her briefly and then left.