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My First Night

By: schuwinggg



Here I was, still lying on a mattress, enjoying all the tingling sensations after giving my first blow job. I was trying to get up the energy and nerve to compose myself and go back into the bar where it sounded like there was now a full house of men cavorting around. I heard the door being opened and in walked the other bartender. He was a Japanese lad who looked to be about 5'11" and in great shape.

Still in a prone position, I watched as he came closer and said, "I'm Ken, Rick asked me to check up on you." At the same time he was unzipping his pants and as he reached me, out popped a beautiful, uncut semi-erect cock that he aimed right at my face! I started to say "Nice to meet you, I'm..." and that's as far as I got when his rather large tool filled my mouth and he gently grabbed my head and started pumping me in a slow and steady rhythm. 

Next I experienced the fabulous sensation of feeling his cock grow in my mouth and it was amazingly erotic. I can honestly say it wasn't like anything I had ever imagined. Getting wider and longer with every thrust until my mouth was totally filled. 

I still had the cream in my mouth that Rick deposited not thirty minutes before, and Ken, a total stranger, was now using me in the same manner and I loved it! I could taste his pre-cum; salty,yet sweet, and it drove me to suck harder and faster. My mind was racing. I just finished giving head and had the greatest feeling I could imagine, yet here's another cock in my mouth and I didn't want it to ever stop. 

I looked up at Ken and he was looking right into my eyes. So I doubled my efforts as he told me he would fill my mouth but had orders from Rick. No one could touch my ass before Rick breaks me in. Wow! I was even more excited hearing those words. Did Rick know I was a virgin, was my first time so good he wanted me for himself, or what? 

Food for thought, yet Ken was already giving me all the nourishment I crave. He must be nearly identical in size to Rick and I was and still am fantasizing as to how it would be to have both of these poles servicing me at the same time. I squeezed his ball sack as I sucked in and slid my tongue up and down on his shaft. I couldn't stop groaning and making noises of pleasure as Ken encouraged me on. 

I was really getting into this! Was I a natural? Most of my life I wouldn't have thought of sucking a man's cock, yet now I was having the time of my life. I must've sounded like a cock-hungry whore, and that's basically what I felt like. I just wanted to please Ken and Ken's cock and make it mine. And after several more minutes of delicious sucking I noticed that feeling I encountered just a short time before with Rick, as Ken's dick started to grow ever slightly. 

I guess I am a fast learner for picking up on that my second time around. So I concentrated the pressure of my tongue on Ken's mushroom head, started jerking him with my left hand and softly squeezed his nuts with my right. That did the trick as Ken then yelled out something in Japanese and nearly took the back of my head off with a shot of cum that startled me by its volume and force of power. I backed up a little, his second shot hit my nose and lips, then I swallowed him again for the final spasms.

I cannot believe the amount of cum in and on me! It would be nice to know how much he shot, but I was now in too much ecstasy to think about it. Also, I wanted every last drop of that nectar and didn't want to loose any of it. So, concentrating on things in hand, I held him by his ass and slurped up all the cum dripping from his cock and used his shaft to ram it down my throat. This tasted so good and the feeling of my face also being covered with his seed was an extra turn on. I took his cock out of my mouth and rubbed it all over my nose and lips where his second shot had hit me. 

After precious moments of oral delight, Ken's cock started to get a bit sensitive so I slowed down the pressure and just savored his juices as I felt his dick start to shrink. His cum tasted different from Rick's, but just as delicious. It would be hard to choose one over the other, I guess I want them both. After a moment or two Ken had a resurgence and I picked up speed and sucked him clean as he caressed my head while I worshipped his cock. Slowly, he composed himself and told me he had to leave,work was waiting.

Ken then gave me the same invite Rick did a short time before to come out to the bar, but I now had a face that looked like a glazed doughnut. I told him I'd be out shortly and he went back to the bar. Then using my fingers, I ate up as much of the cum covering my face as I could and prepared to join them in the next room.

Now alone again, I then realized two amazing things, or at least, they just then came into my thought process. The batteries were still alive in my butt plug, and I hadn't cum yet. Thank god I used alkaline batteries! I could feel the wetness in my shorts from a continuous stream of pre-cum but I had been turned on for so long that I now had blue balls like a teenager.

So, I finally got up and headed thru the door to the bar, and the place was really jumping. Before I got to the counter, Rick came up to me and gave me a deep, wet kiss while grabbing my ass. When he pushed my butt plug deeper into my ass I started to melt in his arms, I felt like I was in heaven! I still had quite a bit of cum in my mouth, and the addition of his tongue in there really set me off. He led me to the dance floor where other male couples were dancing and started massaging me in all the right places. When he spun me I fell backwards into his arms and he put his left arm around my shoulders as he started giving me a hand job with his right.

My cock was rock hard again and screaming for release as Rick jerked it up and down and pumped his hips into me from behind. I wanted it so bad and I know it is about to happen. I turned my head to the side and Rick's tongue re-found mine as I exploded into a long anticipated orgasm. Fortunately all on the dance floor were pre-occupied and the music was blasting. I scream that I was coming and went into spasms as Rick kept up the rubbing. I was shaking like I was doing the St. Vitus dance as he then reached into my shorts, came out with my seed, put his fingers in our mouths and we kissed passionately for the duration of the song!

How do you describe the feelings I just went thru? I really don't think I can do justice to how intense it actually was. But I do know it has made me want it again and again. Rick lead me to a small table and we sat down for a chat . I can't even remember what we talked about before, but I tell him tonight was my first time and he has made me a believer. I guess I was still horny because I told him about my fantasies and blurt out how much I'd like for him to break me in! We told each other about our situations and I learned that Rick and Ken are flatmates. I actually started getting aroused again just hearing that!

I mention the fact that I took care of Ken also, but Rick just gave a knowingly smile, like he had set it up al along. I told him how I was flattered that he had called dibs on my ass and again to my amazement I told him it was his for the taking! Then he told me my blow job was one of the best he'd ever had, and refuses to believe it was my first time. Well, it was, but it sure won't be the last. We proceeded to make arraignments to meet on Rick's next day off. I didn't get al the details of our meeting, but I would go to his place in three more days, and was told to wear the same toy and be in the same mood. 

So, in less than seventy-two hours I will be fucked for the first time by a monster cock. This by a man who I want to be ravaged by. Will Ken be there also? That's something I won't know till I get there.

My First Night as a Prostitute



My mission was simple: To get laid. By someone, anyone, as long as he was a man and willing. I put on my sluttiest ensemble: a crotchless fishnet bodystocking with a short skirt and a top that practically held my cleavage up on a platter. It didn't take much walking before I was picked up. The car was old, the guys were the type mama wouldn't let come into the house, and they were propositioning me before I knew it.

I hopped into the car, and the man driving turned down a dark and deserted alleyway. The man in the passengers side pulled out a pipe, packed, and lit it. As he began taking hits off it I began dreading getting in the car with these guys. What was I doing? What were they doing, and what were they going to do to me? They took turns puffing on the pipe, and before long, the driver told me to get in the front seat. I was nervous, but excited. The element of danger was strong, but the element of excitement was stronger. I began to feel a sticky wetness between my thighs as I climbed on the drivers lap.

The fishnet was chafing me all over, but that made for an intense sensation, hard to describe. I could already tell he was hard as he grabbed me roughly by the hips and ground against me. His partner smiled at me. I was shaking from fright and excitement, I didn't know what to do. The driver positioned me on my hands and knees, as the passenger began unzipping his pants. I heard the driver behind me pulling down his pants also.

By this time I was so intoxicated with desire, I could smell my own scent, as well as the scent of both mans maleness as they pulled out their stiff cocks. I began to breathe heavily as the passenger grasped my hair and pulled me down to his dick. I licked and sucked at the precum that had been forming for quite some time. The driver positioned himself at my pussy, and with a sudden hard thrust, entered. I yelped out at his size as he began fucking me, hard and dirty, like Id wanted it for so long. I moaned softly, as he hissed, You like that? You like that, slut? I said nothing, but greedily took his partners cock into my mouth, bobbing up and down on it, slurping and sucking away as the driver fucked me from behind.

He called me a whore, a slut, every name I'd wanted to be called, and he treated me as I'd wanted to be treated. He slammed his cock into me from behind, the juicy sounds of my sex echoing in my ears as I deep throated his partner, who had begun bucking his hips at me violently. The passenger grabbed my hair and shoved every last inch of his rock hard trembling cock into my mouth, making me choke as he came, hot and fast, shivering and grating his teeth as I swallowed ever drop of his load. He pulled his limp dick out of my mouth and patted my head as the driver continued to fuck me like a dirty filthy whore. I moaned loudly as I was used as a fucktoy by a man whose name I didn't even know.

He began to slow his fucking to a deep, penetrating, slow thrusting. I could tell he was close to orgasm. He grabbed my hips tighter and pushed every inch of his thick meat into me, shuddering violently and shooting his hot load into me, a complete stranger, filling me up with hot cum as his friend watched. He thrust a few more times before pulling himself out of me, and collapsing on the seat.

I remained motionless, as if in a surreal dream, until the driver slapped my ass and stuck a 20 dollar bill in the waistband of my skirt. I felt used, dirty. I felt like a whore. I'd never felt so damn good.



My First Night As A Wife



The day was a Sunday. It was Father's Day, but, to my dad's disappointment, we were not celebrating his accomplishments. It was, however, a day of great happiness. It was my wedding day. 

I was not one of those brides who are a bitchy mess and run themselves ragged trying to make sure everything was perfect. I was relaxed and happy that the day was finally here. I was very excited to be marring the man of my dreams.

The night before, we had partied with friends and didn't get into bed until 3 or 4 in the morning, then after hitting the sack we stayed up and I helped Nick work off the sexual frustration that he had from the mysterious stripper in green, who had ripped his shorts, in the crotch, only a few hours earlier. 

This lack of sleep, however, was not going to dampen my mood. I got up at the crack of dawn and headed out with my bridesmaids to get beautified for my big day. The morning went well, although we ended up having to go pound on the door of one of my bridesmaids, who we found in bed with a mystery man, who later became her husband. 

After waking the last of our beautification party, we headed back to the salon, and from the salon we grabbed some food for our empty stomachs, and proceeded to pick up my bouquet and then on to get dressed. 

We were, as suspected, running late so we dressed hurriedly. In my haste I put my veil on backwards, and without a second thought, we rushed to the lake.

Not once the whole day had I even had the urge to shed a tear, but as we pulled into the parking lot of Lake Robinson, the clouds were threatening rain, and right before I was about to step outside a few droplets hit the windshield.

Those droplets fueled my fears it seemed, and I began to breakdown. Thankfully the breakdown was as short lived as the rain, and before ruining my makeup, I was again the happy bride from before.

We had no rehearsal for the wedding, in hindsight I know that not having one was a mistake, but we made our way through the ceremony with only slight disturbances, such as my little brother and cousin trying to pull me backwards with the train of my dress, and then of coarse my veil mishap that ended up muffling my voice so much that no one could hear my I do's. On the whole the ceremony was beautiful, and we were very happy to be standing in front of our friends and family pronouncing our love for each other. 

When the ceremony was finished, Nick and I were very anxious to be alone, so we rushed through the traditional reception activities. The cake went all over, the bouquet was caught, and the garter was removed and thrown. We were rushing so much that we almost forgot to sign our marriage certificate. 

Finally we were able to escape.

We were broke, so a honeymoon, in the traditional sense, was out of the question, but thankfully our friends pitched in and paid for a night in a hotel. 

We rushed home, stripped off our wedding garb and we were off. Both of us were starving so we decided to grab some dinner before we hit the sack, so we headed downtown.

Dinner at Wild Wings was good, but much too long, and by the time we finally got out of there, both of us were very eager to get back to the hotel room and explore the Jacuzzi tub. 

When we drove up to the hotel, we were a little disappointed at first, because it was not at all fancy, and to be honest it was more of a motel that you would see off the highway on any stretch of road that you could imagine. There was nothing remarkable about it, other than this would be the place that we consummated our marriage. To this day I do not even remember the name of the place, but it was ours, and there was nothing going to ruin this night, so we grabbed our bag and headed for our room.

Nick unlocked the door and we walked into a spacious room that our friends had decorated with rose petals and streamers. Aside from the decorations, this was your typical motel suite with a large bed and a small bathroom off to the side. The room was nice but we were more interested in the Jacuzzi tub that sat in the corner of the room. The tub wasn't the largest I had seen, but we were determined to have a dip.

Nick looked at me with the most loving and sexual stare that I had ever seen and he kissed me deeply. We kissed for what seemed like an eternity as we undressed each other with the utmost care and we started the water.

We filled the tub with warm water and soon the air was filled with the smell of the bubble bath.

His mouth roamed my body as we settled into the foamy water. He caressed me gently as he lathered every inch of my body. He took great care as he washed the wedding innocence off of my body. His hands were so soft and gentle as they bathed me; my head against the tub with my eyes closed, just taking in the luxurious feel of his touch. The sensation of his warm loving hands was titillating and I was ready to return this loving gesture.

I took the soap from him and instructed him to lie back and enjoy. I lathered up the curls on his chest as I kissed his lips. As his body became covered in the lather I realized that I had not washed his back. When his back was toward me I squeezed the body wash on to his shoulders and began to massage as I lathered. I wanted him to feel as relaxed and loved as I felt. I rubbed the stress out of his shoulders and neck, and I felt him relaxing under my gentle fingers. 

I felt him shudder when I kissed his neck. He had always liked that. I nuzzled his neck as I continued to massage his shoulders. I could tell that he would not let me continue much longer. His need to touch me was growing stronger with ever kiss on his neck.

Finally, I turned him to face me. Our eyes met, and we both knew where this had been leading all along. He kissed me fervently. It was a kiss that I had received many times before, but this time it was different. We were finally married. He was my husband and I was determined to let him know how happy I was to be his wife. Our tongues darted in and out of each others mouths, gently at first then with more determination. He broke the kiss and as his blue eyes stared into mine, he whispered, 'I love you' and my heart skipped just as it had the first time I heard those words escape his beautiful mouth. I did not repeat aloud, instead I pulled his mouth back to mine, determined to show him how I felt.

My eyes were closed, when I felt his fingers begin to roam. He was determined to make sure that his wife was taken care of and he began to stroke my breasts and tease my hard nipples with his tongue. Shivers of pleasure rushed through my body with every touch and I longed for more. His mouth moved down my body and he began to tease my swollen lips with his soft fingers. I moaned at every touch, and I was more than ready when he put my legs on the edge of the tub and buried his face between my thighs. The lather on my body began to slide away as my body moved with every flick of his tongue. He teased my clit so that I begged for more and moaned with even the lightest of touches. He took his time and made sure that I was entirely satisfied before he began a more rough and rambunctious attack on my pussy. He began to dart his tongue in and out of my dripping wet cunt. Swirling his tongue around my swollen clit and lightly sucking it; he moved his finger in and out of my, now throbbing pussy. It was all I could do to keep from falling into the now cooling water below me, and it was not long before I was screaming aloud. As the waves of pleasure washed over me I searched through the lukewarm water and found what I was looking for. 

I was determined to take my time with him as he had done with me so I instructed him to sit on the side of the tub and I took him within my fingers and began to stroke his already throbbing hard on. I stroked and kissed his hard cock with tender, painstaking, slowness, and soon he was holding back the moans that I knew were on the tip of his tongue. I kissed every inch of his cock and cradled his balls in my hand and I gently caressed his rock hard cock. When he finally let out the moan that I knew was coming, I slid my tongue around the tip of cock, teasing him, and then with my tongue, I tickled his favorite spot. I took him into my mouth an inch at a time, and each time I took him deeper into my warm mouth I withdrew him and teased him with my tongue. The closer I got to swallowing the entire length his raspy breathing became heavier. He could barely hold back the moans in his throat. I took my time pleasuring every dimple and vein along the length on his member, slowly teasing him, until he could take no more. He was trembling with every touch and I knew he was about to explode. 

I wanted nothing more than to tease him until he exploded into my mouth, and I could finally taste him, but he had other plans. He pulled my lips away from his cock and kissed me before turning me around and bending me over the side of the tub. 

By this time our bubbles were all disappearing and the fact that my ass was completely out of the water was making me shiver with both anticipation and a freezing sensation that was making my already erect nipples, rock hard. When he entered me from behind I could not help but moan. I had been waiting to feel him inside me, and now that he was there I wanted nothing to interfere. He started slowly, continuing his spiteful teasing game, but soon his speed increased and I could feel his hardness probing my insides. In and out, each time taking the entire length out and then inserting it again fully with each new thrust. We moaned together as we moved. In and out; each time with more intensity. As he thrust his manhood inside me, deeper and deeper, I felt him kiss my back lightly and begin to tease my nipple with his fingers. His hand roamed my shivering body as he thrust in and out. I could feel the wrinkles on his fingertips as he trailed them down my stomach. The water was chilly now and the foam was long gone. His fingers began to shiver and shake as he teased my clit. The heat of our love making was no match for the chilly air on our wet bodies. I knew that the cold would surely take its toll soon.

We exited the tub and moved to the warm inviting bed where we continued to explore each other's body as we dried our self on the bed spread. Each kiss stoked the flame and soon we were trembling with pleasure instead of the chilly air. Before allowing him to resume pounding my pussy, I took him into my mouth again. The cold hadn't helped with the transition from tub to bed and I wanted him at full alert. He knew what I wanted and he lay back on the bed as I slowly teased him to full mast. Taking control, I cupped his balls as I slowly took his growing cock into my warm waiting mouth. He groaned. I continued to tease him with my lips and tongue until I could feel him shuddering with pleasure. As I slowly released him from my mouth I positioned myself over him. I kissed his gaping mouth as I lowered myself on to his cock. We both let out a gasp as his cock disappeared into my sopping wet pussy. I began to grind my clit into him and we both moved together fluidly. I was about to explode when he took my heaving breasts into his hands, and when he took my nipple into his mouth, I was sent over the edge. My back arched and I squeezed his hardness as I released my juices all over him. I was still reeling from my orgasm when I felt him get up. He put me on my back and kissed me hard. When he took my legs and put them over his shoulders, I knew what was coming. He entered me hard. I couldn't move. My mouth was wide open but no sound escaped. I knew what he wanted. He was determined. The wild look in his eyes fueled another orgasm and then another as he pounded my, now, soaking cunt. Harder and faster he went. I knew it was going to happen soon when his eyes snapped shut and his body went ridged. I moved with him as he let out a great moan. I squeezed him hard, to make sure that he was fully drained and he gasped for breath. He collapsed on top of me and we kissed. 

This kiss was much different than the one's leading up to it. This was the kiss of satisfaction.

We went on like this for most of the night, every time more passionate than the time before. Touching and exploring each others body as we had done when our relationship was new. The passion of that night was a great start to a wonderful marriage, and something that, 5 years later, has not waned in the slightest.

Each day that I spend with this man, who wanted to show his love for both me and my body on our wedding night, is just as surprising and fervent as the first night. 

There are many times since then that we have had amazing sex, some even hotter and more erotic than that night, but this night, the first night, is one that will forever be etched into my memory.



My First Night at a Sex Resort



I could not concentrate for the life of me today. I kept thinking about this mystery weekend that my husband planning for us that started tonight. He wouldn't tell me many of the details, other to say that we were bringing the toys and sexy lingerie, and that it would be a fantasy come true for both of us.

Frankly, I was horny as hell thinking about it.

Since I have a pretty active imagination, I was imagining all sorts of wonderfully kinky situations. This was the weekend of my 30th birthday, so I knew something big was in the works.

Maybe I would have an opportunity to be with another woman. Maybe we'd be videotaping ourselves.

Or maybe...

Damn, four more hours to deal with customers and straightening clothes before I could go out on this sure-to-be sexually charged weekend. 

"I'm going to straighten up the dressing rooms," I called to the other two associates out on the floor before heading into the dressing rooms. After a moment of gathering discarded clothes, I realized that I was alone, and no one would miss me for a few minutes if I wanted to, um, take care of myself.

I have never done anything like this before, and felt a thrill as I closed the door to the dressing room. I hiked up my skirt, sat down on the bench, and slipped my fingers under the edge of my panties, and felt the wetness on the hair around my lips. I was amazed how easily my fingers slipped inside me; I hadn't realized I was this turned on. I was so intent on slipping two of my fingers in and out of my dripping pussy while rubbing my clit that I didn't hear my coworker Alicia call my name, and didn't hear her knock on the door.

I did notice it when she walked in the room. I stopped in fear for a moment while she stared at me in surprise.

"I, um....I" I stammered. How do I explain this one?

Alicia smiled, "Having fun?" 

I inhaled sharply, and started to try to pull myself back together. 

She moved forward, closing (and locking, this time) the door behind her. "Need some help?"

I stopped, watched her.

She knelt on the floor. "It just seems that you're wearing a little too much clothing."

"I didn't feel like I had a lot of time to disrobe." I responded quietly.

She chuckled softly. "True, but you can remove these." Alicia reached up my legs, and tugged on my panties until I helped her pull them off of me. I realized I was shaking.

"Turn to face me." She commanded. I did so, and realized I could see myself in the mirror on the opposite wall.

"Open your legs." I again, followed her command, pulling my skirt up around my waist. I was shocked to find that the woman in the mirror who was naked from the waist down was me.

"Nervous?" Alicia asked, gently. I nodded. "Don't be. You're not the first one to use these rooms for this purpose."

I smiled shakily.

"Reach down and open your lips for me." She reached up and stroked the skin on the inside of my thigh.

I complied. 

"Pretty pretty." She whispered. "Show me what you were doing when I walked in on you."

I slipped two of my fingers back into my even wetter pussy, and began rubbing my clit with my thumb. I leaned my head back against the wall, and closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of my smooth, drenched pussy walls around my fingers.

I opened my eyes at the sound of a zipper, and watched Alicia working her way out of her jeans while she kept a hand on my thigh. 

"Need help?" I asked her. She laughed, and used both of her hands to quickly take of her jeans and panties, and I saw her beautiful hairless public region. Alicia returned her hand to my thigh, sliding it up to brush the fine hair around my lips. I gasped.

Alicia looked up at me, "Is it ok if I touch you?"

I nodded. I was craving her touch. I was surprised, because prior to today, I never wanted any other person than my husband to touch me in a sexual way, but at this moment, I wanted nothing more than this woman to do a number of things to my pussy. 

"I like how soft your hair is." She commented, stroking the hair all around my pussy. I was having a difficult time breathing.

"I trim," I managed to get out, "but I've been too afraid to shave."

"Would you like to feel how smooth the skin is?" She asked. 

I nodded, trying not to seem too eager.

"Come sit on the floor with me." She commanded. I slipped down to the floor, and found myself leaning in to her pussy to study it. She was completely hairless. I reached out tentatively, and looked to her again to confirm it was okay.

"Go ahead." She encouraged.

I ran my fingertips down the smooth skin of her lips, and found myself wanting to run my tongue down them. Alicia leaned back her head and closed her eyes. I gently pulled her lips apart so that I could see her pussy closer, and ran my finger over her clit, hearing her moan. I reached down between my own legs and began rubbing my own clit feverishly trying to release the pressure that was building up. 

I leaned in close and was intoxicated by her scent.

"I want..."I stopped. "I want to taste you." I admitted softly, almost embarrassed.

Alicia exhaled loudly. "Oh, I was hoping you would say that. I've been wanting to taste you."

Since I was already between her legs, I leaned in, holding her lips open with my hands, and tasted her liquid. It was sweet, and I wanted more.

I heard her moan softly, and thought about what I liked when someone was going down on me. I moved my tongue against her clit while I pumped two of my fingers in her pussy. The walls of her were smooth and her muscles tensed around my fingers. I gently sucked her clit into my mouth and quickly flicked my tongue over it. In a matter of minutes, her body tensed, and muscles clenched around my fingers, and I heard her moan low as she came. I moved away, proud of myself for bringing her to Orgasm.

And I was so fucking turned on, looking at her glistenint lips. I pulled the two fingers I had in her and brought them up to my mouth, licking them and sucking her juices off of them. 

"You taste so good." I murmurred, leaning back down, this time wanting to lap up her juices directly from the source and wanting to feel those smooth muscles around my tongue. She cupped my face in her hands, stopping me before I could do so, though.

"My turn. I'm craving you." She smiled slyly as I sat up against the wall. She moved towards me, spreading my legs open. "You have such a pretty pussy." Alicia complimented me in a whisper as she ran her fingers over my lips, spreading them open.

My breath caught in my throat. "My husband says the same thing." I whispered.

She leaned in, so that I could feel her breath as she chuckled. "He's got good taste."

I felt her as she slid one, and then two fingers into me. "You're so wet." She commented. "I wonder if I could slip a third finger in..."

I gasped as I felt her fill me.

"You smell so good." I could feel her breath on my skin. I squirmed, wanting her mouth on me.

With as gentle as she had been until now, I didn't expect her to attack my clit with such fury, but she sucked and teased my clit with her tongue until I was on the brink of coming.

And then she stopped. I groaned in frustration.

She looked up at me from between my legs, removing her three fingers from my pussy and licking them off. "MMMmmm..." She smiled. "I want to taste you." 

Alicia leaned back in to my pussy, sticking her tongue deep inside, lapping up my fluids. Her thumb sought out my clit and rubbed in circles. I felt myself cresting into an orgasm, and started shaking.

Alicia quickly moved her three fingers back into my pussy, and sucked my clit back into her mouth. 

It was the most intense orgasm that I've had. Not thinking, I grabbed her head, pulling her into me while I felt wave after wave of pleasure hit me.

As I calmed down, I released her, and apologized for grabbing her that way.

She laughed. "Don't worry about it." She replied sitting up. "I enjoyed it."

"Me too." I replied. "What's Mari going to say?"

Alicia stood up, handed me my panties, and grabbed her jeans. "Don't worry about Mari; she understands these things."

I cocked my head in question at her.

"She walked in on me one time back here."

I opened my eyes in shock. "What happened?"

"Pretty much the same thing that happened with you and I."

"Oh." I was surprised. "So, she..."

"Let's just say that we have a code for when we need a ...moment." Alicia added. "You know how we say that we have to clean up something in the fitting rooms because someone spilled something?"

I thought for a moment. "Yeah."

"That's our signal."

I laughed. "I always wondered why you guys were always the unlucky ones to see that someone had spilled food or a soda back here and that never happened to me."

Alicia leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. I could taste myself. "And if you ever need a hand..." Alicia said, cupping my mound through my skirt, "Just come ask one of us to help you clean it up."

I caught my breath. "I'm worried about ..." I let my voice trail.

"Your husband?"

I nodded.

"Well, talk to him. And maybe," Alicia smiled wickedly as she let go of me and finished straightening herself up, "he'd like to watch."

******

Mari and Alicia sent me home early to get ready for my surprise trip. I spent some time in the shower, carefully shaving my legs, underarms, and finally (and with Mari and Alicia's careful instructions), my pussy. As I ran it over the inner lips, I felt the razor sliding against my clit, turning me on all over again.

But I couldn't be distracted right now. I sighed, turned off the shower, stepped out to face myself in the mirror. 

I was self conscious about my body, because I wasn't a skinny little thing. I had curves; curves, admittedly, my husband Pete adored. I smiled as I ran my hands over my very large and natural breasts. The cleanly shaven skin was a surprise to me, and I ran my fingers over my lips while I watched myself in the mirror. I could feel myself start to get wet again. 

Pete was going to be so surprised tonight, I smiled wickedly, heading into the bedroom to dress and pack.

******

I thought I knew this area well, but I did not recognize the building we pulled up in front of. It was a relatively non-descript building, the entrance surrounded by a high rock wall. It was quiet out here. I sent Pete a questioning look as he parked the car, and he just responded with a smile.

"Trust me." He said.

I raised an eyebrow.

"Trust me." He repeated. "If you're uncomfortable, we can leave."

My curiosity was piqued, and I slid out of the car. He grabbed our bag from the trunk, and we walked into the very nicely decorated lobby. This was an obviously very expensive, very luxurious place. 

The woman behind the counter smiled warmly as we approached it. "Welcome to Escapada. Can I offer you some wine or water while we check you in?"

I glanced at Pete in surprise, before returning her warm smile. "I'd love some water. Thank you."

She handed me a miniature cold bottle of water, and turned to Pete. "Sir?"

"Water would be great. Thanks."

She handed him an identical bottle of water. "Last name?"

Pete answered her, and she quickly found the reservations. "Is this your first time here?"

We both nodded.

"Okay, great. Welcome. Patricia will be your guest services coordinator for your visit here, and she'll give you the tour and explain all the amenities. If you'd like to take a moment to look at our menu, I can have your dinner delivered to your room." She offered as she pushed a book across the counter to us. "I'll be back in a moment."

The menu was page after page of gourmet items. When the young lady returned, we gave her our orders, and I turned, feeling a presence behind me. Another young woman with a warm, bright smile extended her hand. 

"I'm Patricia. It's so nice to meet you and have you here as our guests."

We followed her out into the courtyard. I looked around, and there appeared to be several different large bungalows in the area, each having several doors to them. As we approached one door closer, I realized that they were pods of different rooms.

"There are 8 rooms that are attached with a central courtyard area. We've placed you into our 'Frisky couples' cottage." Patricia explained as she opened the door to one of the rooms.

The room was large with a table and two chairs placed by the front window. On it sat a bottle of our favorite wine chilling on ice and a place of assorted goodies. I smiled when I saw all the chocolate covered strawberries. Of f to the right was the door to the very large bathroom with a sunken tub. In front of us, taking up the back wall of the room was a huge bed. Behind the bed was a wall of vertical blinds. On one wall was a huge plasma screen tv. On a table by the bed there was a basket of what appeared to be brand new sex toys. 

Hmmmm.

I turned my attention back to Patricia, trying to pay attention to what she was saying.

"Your dinner will be delivered here shortly, however if you desire any other food items or need any other items, feel free to call us at the front desk. We also offer a catalog of toys and other novelties if you would like to purchase them. We can deliver those for you as well. The sheets are brand new, as we change them with each client who visits. There's a selection of toiletries and lubrication in the bathroom. We've stocked your room with your favorite wine, as indicated by you, Sir, and we have kept a few more bottles in stock in case you need more. Again, feel free to call us. We have a wide selection of movies to choose from, for many different tastes. There is also a channel showing what is going on in our 'free-for-all' room. If, by chance you're interested in checking out that room, it's located in the first building to the left of the reception area.

"You can also choose to put yourselves on camera in your room," she gestured towards the video equipment hidden near the tv that I hadn't noticed, "And you can watch other couples on various channels, if you wish. Within your cottage area, as there is with each cottage area, if you open up your blinds, you will look out over the 'courtyard area'. Feel free to watch the goings on or participate. If you see someone you'd like to invite to join you, please ask. Everything here happens voluntarily." Patricia smiled at me. "And if you don't feel comfortable with something, don't do it. It's completely okay."

I nodded. 

"Any questions?"

We both shook our heads.

"Okay then. If you have any, feel free to call us at the front desk."

I looked over at the video equipment, "Yeah, I don't think anyone would want me using that." I mumbled, thinking I was talking under my breath.

"Don't be so sure." Patricia replied. I looked up at her, and she smiled and winked. "I sure wouldn't mind." She answered suggestively as she closed the door behind her.

******

"So, what is this place? How did you find it? What's going on?" I threw the questions at Pete once we were alone.

"Okay, okay. It's a sex club, essentially. You've said that you would like to have people watching, and you'd like to try being with another woman. I thought maybe you could live out those fantasies, and it seemed like a classy joint." He answered. "Was I wrong?"

I ran my hand over the basket of sex toys. "No, you weren't wrong. I just..." I sighed. "I have something to tell you."

"That doesn't sound good."

"Well, I don't know how you'll react, but I don't think you'll be too upset." I replied. "At work today, I got frisky and went into one of the dressing rooms to get myself off." 

He sat down on the bed.

"Alicia caught me." I sighed, sat down next to him. "We ended up going down on each other."

His eyes opened wide. 

"Are you mad at me?"

He laughed. "No, I ...ah....no, I'm not mad." He leaned into me, and started kissing on my neck. "But I do want details."

I told him what happened, and there was some hot kissing and rubbing together until room service arrived, and we reluctantly pulled apart. 

After a romantic candlelit dinner, and setting our plates outside the door, I crawled up on the bed, and turned on the tv, flipping through the channels. Channel after channel of porn. I quickly found the "free-for-all" room channel, and the action appeared to be somewhat slow still. A few couples were exhibiting their wares, but it was still early.

"So, what's the deal here?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

I nodded to the closed blinds.

"Crawl up there and look out." He suggested.

I hesitated. 

"No one's going to force you to do anything you don't want to do." He reminded me.

I crawled to the shades pulled them aside a bit to reveal two sliding doors that meet in the middle. I looked out into the courtyard area and saw that the area had a glass roof, but had benches and trees and flowers. It was a very pretty area, very relaxing. I looked around and saw that while a few of the rooms had their blinds drawn, most of them were open and the doors were thrown open. Some of the couples were just hanging out in the nude or other various stages of dress. In some ways, it seemed more like a nudist retreat than a sexual hideaway. 

I felt Pete crawl up next to me. "So," He murmured into my ear, "what do you want to do?"

I turned to look at him. "I think I'm going to slip into something a little more comfortable."

"Okay. Should I open the door?"

I hesitated. 

How often would I have this opportunity? 

I smiled, and nodded. 

In the bathroom, I pulled out the sheer royal blue thong and matching baby doll set from the bag that I had packed. The thong rubbed against my cleanly shaven lips in a way that almost made me moan. The material was light, and despite it's deep, rich color, it was sheer everything could be seen quite clearly. 

I hesitated by the door. I knew Pete would like it, but I essentially would be walking out in front of a bunch of strangers practically naked.

And then I thought, they're strangers. I'll probably never see them again, and truthfully, who cares what they think?

When I emerged from the bathroom, Pete was on the bed in his boxers, flipping through the channels on the tv, the door open behind him open. I could hear laughter out in the courtyard area. As I approached the bed, he stared at me and dropped the remote onto the bed. 

"You like?" I asked coyly.

"Come here." He answered with a smile. When I was close enough he pulled me towards him. I could feel his cock trying to break free of his boxers as I moved against him. Over his shoulder, in the courtyard, I noticed a couple involved in a 69 on a bench. Other couples were slowly becoming involved in each other as they watched the show as well. Pete, noticing my distraction, glanced over his shoulder and looked back at me. 

"What do you think?" He asked.

"I like." I responded with a smile, already feeling myself getting wet. He leaned back and led me to the edge of the bed so that we could watch the show. I noticed that all of the doors were open, and almost everyone was naked or getting close to it. I felt the bed shift, and looked over to see Pete pulling his boxers off and watching his 9 inch, thick cock spring free. From the room next to ours, a shapely brunette made her way over to us.

She smiled at Pete, and I felt a stab of fear that he would want to fuck her. Her body was beautiful.

"I was admiring your wife." She said to him as she was close enough. She looked at me, giving me an apraising look. 

I shyly tried to hide myself.

"I was wondering if I could see more of you." She explained to me. "As pretty as your lingerie is, I have a feeling your body is prettier."

Without thinking, I stood, and allowed her to pull the chemise off of my body, leaving me standing there in my sheer thong. She ran her hands down my breasts, holding them in her palms as if she were weighing them. "Just beautiful." She said, continuing to trail her fingers down under she hooked them around the strings on my thong, and pulled the thong down my body, leaning in to my pussy while she did so. 




My First Night at a Sex Resort



"So pretty, so smooth." She murmured practically into my pussy. I gasped, reaching out to steady myself and feeling her hair.

At the words "So smooth," Pete moved around so that he could see what she was talking about.

"You shaved?" He asked, incredulously, reaching out to touch my now bare mound.

The beautiful woman leaned back, "Oh this was a surprise?" She asked with a smile.

I smiled in return, and nodded.

"Then lay back on the bed so that everyone can see." She gently pushed me back on the bed. Pete grabbed some pillows to put under my back so that I could still see everything while laying back. She pushed my legs open, and I felt her slim fingers caress my soft and sensitive lips. I felt Pete's hands slid down my thigh, and rub over my mound and lips gently. I moaned softly; it all felt so good.

"I like this." He said, "I like this a lot."

"Mind if I taste her?" She asked him. He shook his head, looked at me.

"May I?" She asked me. I nodded. "Please." I practically begged.

My fingers gripped the pillow case as I felt her tongue stroke up and down my lips and work it's way onto my clit. I felt her hand work up my body to grip my breast. I reached down to grab Pete and found my hand wrapping around his very hard and throbbing cock, and gently tugged.

He moved towards me. "What do you want?"

"I want you. I want to taste you." I replied, stroking him. "I want your cock in my mouth."

It's amazing how those words will get a guy to move quickly. 

I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, flattening my tongue against the under side of his head. I used my hands to stroke him in time with my sucks, twisting my head from side to side as I used my tongue to make sure I covered all the sensitive spots of his very hard dick. 

(I would later find out we had gathered quite an audience). I heard someone say, "damn, look at her sucking that thing down." I didn't care. I had a tongue deep in my pussy, cock in my mouth, and someone else was sucking on my nipples. When beautiful woman stuck a few fingers in my pussy and one in my ass, I came harder than I thought possible.

Beautiful woman pulled away and smiled, licking her lips. "Yummy." I laid back and looked up at Pete.

"Have fun," she smiled as she started to walk away.

I sat up. "Can I lick you?" I asked, stopping her.

"Sure." She answered, moving to lay down on the bed. I knelt on the bed, wiggling my ass at Pete. 

"Think you can find something to do?" I asked him, teasingly. 

"I think so." He replied, moving behind me and teasing my pussy with the head of his cock. I moaned, pushing back against him. 

"Pardon us.." I looked up to see two very beautiful women approaching us. "I'm Meg, this is Joan. Can we join you?"

The three of us answered simultaneously. "Sure." 

I felt Meg slid under me and situate her head so that she could lick me while Pete was fucking me. Her pussy was sliding up against Beautiful Girl's (I never did get her name) pussy, and I was suddenly salivating at tasting two different pussies at the same time. I saw Beautiful Girl pull Joan to her, and Joan situated herself upon Beautiful Girl's very talented tongue just before I lowered my mouth to taste two very different, but very delicious pussies. 

Someone asked if we needed any toys, and I vaguely heard the sound of plastic being opened. 

"Here," Someone pressed a double ended dildo into my hand, "They'll enjoy this." Beautiful girl moved back to allow me to insert the dildo into Meg, and then Beautiful girl impaled herself onto it. I hovered above them watching them fuck themselves and each other senseless. The combination of Meg's tongue and Pete's cock were making me light headed, but the feeling of a vibrating egg in my ass almost made me pass out. Everyone was moaning around me, and I'm sure I was making all sorts of noise myself. I leaned down and alternated sucking on the women's clits. I felt someone's hands in my hair, gently tugging, and I lifted my head.

"I want to taste what you're tasting." Joan whispered, leaning in to give me a deep kiss before leaning down to lick the two pussies before us. I leaned back against, Pete, and he cupped my breasts in his hands, sucking on my neck. Meg's tongue was magic on my clit, and before long, I felt myself coming. 

"Fuck me harder," I commanded to Pete, who slammed him cock deep into my pussy, and I just exploded. Shortly after, Pete followed me, and we both tried not to completely collapse onto the ladies below us with our sudden release. Beautiful girl and Meg fucked themselves into oblivion, and we all watched as Joan had the loudest orgasm of us all. 

(We later found out that Joan was just loud anyway, but that's another story for another time.)

Meg and Joan thanked us, and told us we were a great warm up for the free-for-all room they were heading towards. Beautiful Girl kissed me fully on the lips, sucking on my bottom lip briefly, and flicking a fingertip over my already sensitive clit before leaving Pete and I on our own. I laid back on the bed, and snuggled up with him.

"Resting?" He asked.

"For now." I replied, with a wicked smile.

When I could move again, I stumbled my well fucked body towards the bathroom to soak in the tub. Before I moved out of reach of my beautiful husband, I wrapped my hand around his softening cock, and gently tugged. 

"Wanna soak with me?" I asked.

The tub was luxurious, with the water deliciously hot, and (as you can probably imagine at a sex resort) jets aimed in all the right places.

We faced each other in the tub, both of us relaxing in the warm, swirling water. Pete flicked a bit of water my way. 

"I can't believe you shaved." 

I smiled, aiming for some mysterious, exotic creature.

And falling slightly short when I cringed, giggled, and admitted, "Neither can I."

He moved forward through the water towards me. "I didn't get a real chance to see it." I felt his hand move up between my thighs. 

I stretched a leg out of the tub, and laid it over the side, and allowed my head to fall against the padded head rest when he fingers brushed lightly over the smooth and very sensitive skin. 

"I like this." He murmured, sliding his fingers inside my very wet pussy. The combination of my juices and his cum made it easy for him to slide his fingers in. I moaned. I felt him remove his fingers, and looked at him in surprised and disappointment, only to see him angling his hardening cock at lips. My lips curved into a smile as I reached up and pulled him close for a kiss. 

"Already ready to go again?" I asked lightly.

"With all of this? Hell, yeah." He replied, rubbing the head of his cock on my very sensitive clit. The contact made me jump.

Making love with Pete was always an enjoyable experience. He took his time, listened to what I liked, and knew how to use what he had to his advantage. I again let my head roll back against the edge of the tub as he slowly pushed his cock into me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck, and felt his lips hit just that right spot on my neck. He slowly moved in and out of me, teasing me with his control. 

I arched my back, moved my hips toward him in an attempt to get him to move faster, but he paid no attention. 

"Fuck me." I whispered.

He pulled back his head from my neck and smiled down at me. "No, not yet. I'm taking my time."

I groaned in frustration, but smiled to let him know I really didn't mind. I lifted my hips and circled them, squeezing his cock while it was deep inside me. When I felt his muscles tremble, felt his cock jump, and heard his moan, I smiled even wider.

"Sure you want to go slow?" I asked, teasingly.

My breath caught as he slammed his hips into mine. As he slowly pulled out of me, I tightened my muscles around him, and lifted my hips against him. Despite my attempts, he pulled away from me, slipped his hands under my hips, and coaxed me into rolling over onto my knees. I braced myself against the side of the tub as he slipped the head of his cock into my sopping wet pussy, teasing me with it.

This continued until I couldn't stand it anymore, and I begged him to go faster.

"Tell me what you want." He commanded.

"Fuck me."

"How do you want it?" He continued to tease me mercilessly.

I moaned as he pulled his cock out of me. "Hard. Fuck my pussy hard." And stifled a scream as he slammed his cock deep in my pussy. We were rocking back and forth, his cock deep in me, feeling his teeth against my neck. I held on to the side of the tub, feeling his hand move around to play with my sensitive clit. The combination of everything was overwhelming, and I felt my orgasm coming up in me. 

I couldn't hold back the scream as I came intensely against the side of the tub, Pete following with his orgasm shortly after, and we slid down in the water, trying to catch our breath.

******

Pete encouraged me to throw on a robe and at least walk over to the "free for all" room with him to see what was going on. 

"We don't have to do anything, we could just watch." He said. 

I reluctantly agreed, slipping into a soft robe provided by the resort, and the two of us dressed the same, we made our way over to the "free for all". As we walked into the room, there were people scattered all over the room, in couples, threesomes, foursomes..in the middle of the room, it appeared that there were 10-12 people engaged in various sexual acts. People in robes identical to ours stood around the edges of the room watching the action. As exciting as the action was in front of us, I caught myself looking at the people around the edges of the room, watching their reactions. Some couples were rubbing up against each other, others were fondling themselves through their rooms. And suddenly my eyes locked with one woman's across the room.

She was about my height, 5 8, with dark blond hair, striking blue eyes, and curvy. I tentatively smiled at her, and she returned the smile, cocking her head in the direction of the bar. I turned to Peter. 

"I'll be right back." I told him. "I'm thirsty."

"I'll get you a drink." 

"No, no." I shook my head. "There's a woman that I want to meet."

He nodded. "Ok."

At the bar, she smiled at me.

I introduced myself.

"I'm Melissa". She said. "Come with me." She took my hand and led me to a secluded couch away from the crowd. "First time here?"

I nodded, as I sat down next to her. "You?"

She shook her head. "I've been here once before, but was too nervous to even check out the action in this room."

"It seems pretty popular." I replied looking over to the action. I felt her breath on my cheek and turned my head. 

"It is. But I prefer one on one." She replied, leaning in to gently kiss my lips. As she pulled away, I reached up and cupped her cheek in my hand, pulling her back to me so that I could kiss her. Her tongue slid over mine, and I nibbled on her lower lip. She deepened the kiss, and I moaned, leaning into her, feeling her silky hair in my fingers. In the back of my mind, I heard people moving around us, people talking, but I was only focused on kissing this woman. 

I slid my hand from her face, down her neck to grip the robe she was wearing. I felt her hand slide up my arm, to my neck, and then into my robe. Her fingers trailed down my breast, and I felt her cup my breast, running her thumb over my nipple. I moaned into her mouth, and felt her open the robe.

Melissa sat back and opened the robe all of the way, exposing my body to her. "Beautiful." She whispered, leaning down to suck a nipple into her mouth. I gripped the back of her head and let my head roll back as I felt her thumb roll over my other nipple. She worked her tongue down from my nipple to the sensitive underside of my breast, and I felt myself getting more and more wet. As she sat back to move the robe from my body, I took the opportunity to move her robe away from her body, and started salivating. I wanted to lick every inch of her skin, taste every little bit of her. 

"You are so sexy." I whispered. "I want to taste you."

"Me first." She smiled, sliding her fingers down my body, running them over my smooth pussy lips, playing in the moisture. Melissa dipped them into me, causing me to moan, and then moan again when I saw her lick her fingers. "You taste so good." She bent down and kissed the inside of one thigh. And the other thigh. And ran her tongue gently up and down my lips. "And you smell so good." She whispered. 

I was shaking with need and desire. I wanted this woman to touch me, to lick me, to make me cum over and over and over again. At the same time, I wanted to taste her and make her cum over and over and over again. I was so worked up that when her tongue made it's first gentle touch to my clit, I almost immediately began to cum. And felt her attack my clit with vigor. Melissa sucked my clit into her mouth, flicking her tongue over it while she slid two fingers in me. 

She curved her fingers as they were inside me, and the orgasm was so intense. Wave after wave rolled over me, and her tongue was relentless on my clit. She backed off, and just when I began to catch my breath, she began to use her thumb to rub my clit as she fucked my pussy with her tongue. I had never felt anything like it, and yet another orgasm rolled over me. 

Melissa sat back as she gently rubbed the lips and my thighs, and allowed me to catch my breath a little. She leaned forward and kissed me gently. The combination of my juices and her wonderful taste was intoxicating, and only made me want to taste her more. 

She broke the kiss, "I want to taste you again." I stopped her before she moved down to lick me again.

"Nope. Uh uh. It's my time to taste you." I gently pushed her back and opened her robe wider. I began by kissing and nibbling on her neck, running my finger tips over her breasts and feeling her nipples in between my fingers. I heard Melissa's moan, and felt her fast heartbeat against my hand. I slowly kissed my way down to her breast, and ran my tongue over and around her nipple, flicking it with my tongue. I looked up at her and our eyes met. I sat back, using my thumbs over both of her nipples and watching her eyes. 

"Enjoying?" I asked her. 

She nodded as I lowered my lips to her other nipple, licking and sucking at it. I could have sucked at those breasts all night, but I wanted to taste her, and worked my tongue down her body, stopping to pop it in and out of her belly button, making her laugh. I sat back to spread her legs to look at the beautiful pussy before me. I followed her lead, licking and nibbling at her inner thighs, one right after another until I worked my way to her lips. I lightly ran my tongue over her lips, dipping in a little to taste the moisture. 

It was heavenly. It was so intoxicating. Suddenly, I was no longer wanting to be slow. 

I gently spread her lips apart and wrapped my lips around her clit, flicking it with my tongue, and gently nipping it with my teeth as I stroked the inside of her with my fingers. She was so wet, so warm, so soft. Her muscles sqeezed my fingers as I smoothly pumped two in and out of her. I felt her grab my head, and increased the pressure on her clit, sucking it harder, licking it faster. I felt her trying to grasp for anything, hold on to something as her orgasm took her, and felt her muscles spasm around my fingers. The wetter she became the more I wanted to lick it all up.

I again followed her lead and moved my thumb to rub her clit as I thrust my tongue in her hot, wet, tight pussy. She tasted so good, I didn't want to stop, and soon I felt her muscles contracting around my tongue. I continued to lap up her juices until she gently pushed me from her. I sat up, and wiped a hand across my chin as I new her juices were dripping off. We were both breathless.

"Sorry." She said, smiling. "It was getting a little too intense." 

"Sorry." I apologized. 

Melissa shook her head, and leaned forward to kiss me gently. "Don't apologize. It was incredible."

I smiled against her mouth. "For me, too. Thank you."

We held each other for a few minutes as the observers who were standing around moved around us, and she squeezed me and stood, picking up her robe.

"Where are you going?" I asked her, reaching for her hand.

She smiled, and pulled me to my feet. "I know you're here with him. Introduce us. I have a feeling we're going to be very good friends."

Holding Melissa's hand, I led her over to where Pete was standing watching the action on the floor in front of us with his hand holding his cock through his robe. I provided introductions, and smiled coyly when Pete asked me what I'd been up to. 

Melissa put her arm around my waist and smiled. "We've been getting to know each other."

I unconsciously licked my lips, thinking about the taste of her, and Pete groaned softly. 

"You know," Melissa began softly, "I'd love to see the two of you together."

I looked at Pete to get his opinion. He was watching me. "It's up to you." He said.

I noticed an empty couch on the periphery of the action and nodded toward it. Pete began pulling off his robe to place it on a hook where several other robes hung, and I followed suit. Since I expected Melissa to be watching, I was surprised when I turned to find her nude. She smiled, and took my hand to lead me to the couch. I reached back to grab Pete's hand, but ended up grabbing cock. It apparently still worked because we all made it to the couch in line. 

I made a move to sit down, but Melissa stopped me. "No, I want to see you on top of him. I want to see your beautiful pussy while he's inside of you."

I felt myself getting wetter at her words, and was glad to oblige. Pete sat down on the couch, and I lowered myself onto his cock in reverse cowgirl position. I became wetter when I realized that the couch that we chose put us right in the action in the room, and not only were we getting a show, we were going to give a show. Because of how wet I was, he slipped in easily, and I felt him fill me up. We both moaned as I settled down on top of him. 

I moved on top of him, slowly, loving the feeling as inch by inch, he moved in and out of me. 

Melissa moved to sit down in front of us, and reached up to spread my pussy lips.

"I want a really good view of his cock in you." She said, rubbing my clit with her thumb. I was so turned on, I began to shake, and fell against Pete's chest. He held me still while he shifted his hips a little off the front of the couch so that he could thrust in and out of me. The shifting placed my pussy within a breath of Melissa's mouth.

"Mmmm...even better." She whispered, and I moaned at the feel of her breath on my skin. 

I found my balance and strength again, and started riding Pete, pausing to let out a guttural moan when Melissa placed her mouth over my clit and began sucking at it while using her tongue to flick it. I was in heaven. It couldn't get any better than this.

Or so I thought. Just when I felt that this was the most pleasure that someone could feel, I felt her rubbing my ass, and working her way to my asshole. I was losing my mind between riding Pete's huge cock and Melissa's talented mouth doing things to my clit that I believed no human capable of, but when she slipped a finger a knuckle deep in my ass, I screamed with pleasure. The pleasure seemed to continue on forever, and when it finally subsided, I found myself a limp puddle still impaled by a cock, still the snack of a horny woman.

"Please. Please." I begged softly. "It's too much." 

Melissa gently removed her finger, and sat back on her haunches. Pete stopped driving into me, but his cock remained throbbing in my pussy, and with every throb, I jerked with pleasure shooting through me. Melissa reached up, and stroked us lightly where we were joined. I groaned, and looked down at her to see her other hand working furiously at her clit.




My First Night at a Sex Resort



I stood up on my shaky legs, and knelt down next to her. "Let me help you with that." I said, pushing her to the ground, and placing my face close to her pussy. I took a tentative, soft lick, just to tease before turning to look at Peter holding his rock hard cock.

"You know what to do with that thing?" I asked him.

He grinned, as he slowly teased my pussy with the head of his cock, and I moaned. Pete was enjoying sliding slowly in and out of me, filling me up before pulling all the way out. While I wanted it hard and fast, I also wanted my time to taste Melissa again. I could not get enough of this woman. 

I lowered my head to her pussy, and immediately stuck my tongue up inside of her, rubbing her clit with my thumb. Peter was now moving in and out of me harder and faster, causing me to thrust myself against Melissa harder and faster, and she moaned. I kneaded her ass with my free hand, and felt my breasts rub up against her ass and thighs as I moved back and forth. And the taste of her dripping into my mouth and on my tongue was heavenly. 

I felt someone standing near us, and saw a beautiful woman with black hair and olive skin leaning to kiss Melissa. I felt a brief stab of jealousy that she was kissing a woman that I had developed a thing for, but was so focused on tasting her that I didn't think much about it. And then this beautiful woman lowered her pussy onto Melissa's waiting tongue. I pulled back a moment, continuing to rub her clit with my thumb, and moved my hand to slide two fingers in and out of her wetness as I watched Melissa's talented tonuge dance over this woman's clit and pussy. Melissa reached up to grip the woman's leg with one hand as she slid fingers inside of her, and sucked on her clit. I was mesmerized by the beautiful sight.

After a moment of watching, I moved my thumb from her clit, and wrapped my lips around it, flicking my tongue over her nub, sucking on it, gently nibbling it. I heard her moan into the other woman's pussy, letting me know I was doing it right.

And then I felt a small hand begin rubbing my clit. I paused to look, and saw another beautiful woman sitting next to me, watching the scene with a smile on her face. 

"Do you mind?" She asked. I shook my head, and smiled. "Not at all." Before returning my mouth to Melissa's clit.

The whole scene was sensory overload, and it wasn't long before I felt myself coming. I moaned my orgasm into Melissa's clit, which appeared to trigger her orgasm because she tensed and moaned into the woman sitting on her face. I felt her muscles again squeeze my fingers in the pleasing way I've learned to love when a woman comes. The woman on top of Melissa began to moan and squirm, and I felt her collapse forward when she came. Just before she got up and moved, I felt her kiss the back of my neck and whisper "thank you" in my ear. She moved from Melissa's mouth, and leaned down and kissed her softly before moving across the room to check out another party. The woman that was rubbing my clit stroked my back lightly. I turned to thank you, and kissed her gently on the lips. She reached down and stroked my breast.

"What's your name?" I asked her in a whisper.

"Does it matter?" She asked, with a smile. "Just let me pleasure you."

Behind me, Pete groaned and thrust one last time into me, and I felt the telltale signs of his orgasm. He leaned against me to catch his breath as I laid my head on Melissa's mound to catch my breath. 

The anonymous woman turned to Pete. "Do you mind if we play with your wife without you?"

I felt him move off of me and slide out of me. "Not at all." 

I was sure I couldn't handle any more, and started to decline when I felt her began to lick me clean from Pete's cum. "Mmmmmm....I like this."

I was so sensitive from everything going on that it didn't take long for me to orgasm again. Melissa stroked my hair as I moaned into her stomach, pushing my breasts into her pubic mound. The anonymous lady continued until there was not a drop left (or at least it felt that way), and I seriously thought that I was completely spent and could not do anymore. With that thought in mind, I began to (shakily) stand up to again robe up.

Melissa took my hand. "Come shower with me. It'll make you feel better." She said. 

"I'm feeling pretty damn good right now." I replied, laughing. 

She pushed a bottle of water into my hands. "Drink this." She led me into an area where there were bath tubs and showers and a whole selection of body washes and shampoos. Melissa started a bath and poured some heavenly smelling bubble bath in it. She held out a hand to help me into the tub and joined me, where she washed my body gently, and kissed me tenderly. 

When she was finished washing me, she helped me out, and we dried each other off with lush, soft towels. 

"I have a surprise for you." Melissa smiled.

"More?" I squeeked. "I can't handle more."

"Trust me." She said, taking my hand and leading me to a room at the end of the hall with a table in the middle of it. Candles lined the room, and there was soft music playing. 

"Massage?" I asked.

"Not quite." She replied, reaching for something and moving behind me. "Trust me." She repeated as she pulled a blindfold over my eyes.

My immediate response was to tear it off and run out of the room, but she ran her lips down my neck as her hands flowed down my body and I relaxed. She took my hands in hers and led me to the table, where she helped me lay on my back. It was soft and comfortable and warm. I felt her caress my body as she leaned down and kissed me. I loved kissing this woman. Her soft lips, her soft tongue. I was so engrossed in kissing her that I didn't realize that we weren't alone any longer until I felt someone's hand on my leg. I tensed momentarily until I realized it was another woman who's hand was working it's way up my thigh. She gently parted my legs, and splayed them out on either side of the table, exposing my pussy to whoever wanted to see. 

"So pretty." She whispered. I wanted to thank her, but my tongue was still playing with Melissa's. I felt the woman spread my pussy open with her fingers and stick her tongue deep inside of me. I moaned into Melissa's mouth as the other woman started taking long strokes of my pussy with her tongue.

I pulled back from Melissa to whisper to her, "I want to taste you." 

"That can be arranged." I heard some movement and felt someone join me on the table. I could smell her wonderful smell as her pussy lowered down onto my awaiting mouth. I began to reach up to touch her, but was stopped by another woman taking my hand and placing it on her pussy. I moaned into Melissa, and licked the length of her pussy with my tongue, dipping into the moisture to taste her. 

She started grinding her pussy into my face as I felt another pussy settle into my other hand. I felt smooth soft skin, wet with lubrication in both hands, I had a woman sucking my clit and fingering me, a goddess was sitting on my face, and then I felt mouths on my breasts, licking and sucking. My orgasm began to roll over me, and I ground my pussy into the other woman's face. I was moaning into Melissa's pussy, but suddenly I wasn't the only one coming. I heard Melissa start to moan, and the woman in my pussy started to moan (I became curious about who was pleasuring her), and felt one of the women on my hands start to clench and roll around my fingers followed shortly by the other woman. 

To my disappointment, I felt Melissa move from my face, and felt a woman disengage from my hand, kiss me gently and thank me. Seconds later, the other woman disengaged from my other hand, kissed me gently, and thanked me. I felt the woman who was using her tongue on my clit move up my body and kiss me, letting me taste myself on her lips. I thanked her. Shortly after two other women kissed me in succession, telling me how hot it was. Feeling that I was alone, I sat up, and moved the blindfold to see Melissa standing in the corner.

"Enjoy?" She asked, smiling.

"Yeah. Very much." I replied, reaching out for her. "But I need to hold you."

She took my hand. "Let's get your husband, go back to your room, and we can hold each other tonight."



My First Night at the Roxy



When I was 18 I decided it would be a good idea to be a stripper, not knowing that sometimes more would be expected than taking my clothes off. I was a virgin, but I loved to dance and had a perfect cheerleader body: full, round 32-DD tits, tight, round ass, flat belly, and thick, long, wavy red hair. I had learned about my power over men, and honestly I wanted to exploit it and make a little money in the process. 

My first night at the Roxy was an eye-opener for me. The room was filled with dirty, fat old men smoking cigars, stroking their cocks through their pants, nothing like the football players and fraternity boys whose attentions I had so easily gotten before. I had no idea what I was doing, but I was a pretty good dancer, and I watched the other girls. It didn't take long to figure out what it took to get the tips, and pretty soon those nasty guys were cumming in their pants while I ground my cunt into their laps. 

I was on stage as the main event when a group of three or four younger, preppy-looking guys walked in the door. "Finally!" I thought, there would be some hot guys to flirt with. I couldn't see their faces too well because of the stage lights in my eyes, but I could feel their eyes on me, and I could see they had nice, tight bodies. Athletes, I suspected. 

As I stepped off stage, the owner of the club caught my arm. "There's some dude who wants you for a private."

"Huh?" I asked.

"A private dance. A private room. The guy flashed me a wad of bills. You make him give you a couple hundred."

"A coupe hundred!?! For a dance?"

The owner rolled his eyes. "No, dumb ass. You give him a blow job. Fuck him for all I care, just don't tell nobody I told you you could."

I started to shake. A blow job? A fuck? This was not what I had bargained for. I was from a nice family in the suburbs, pretty innocent. I walked toward the back room in the direction he had pointed me, dread in every step.

I knocked on the door. "Come in," I heard. The voice sounded vaguely familiar. 

I walked in the door. The light was even dimmer in here, but I could tell the guy whose voice I had heard was one of the younger crowd that had come in the door while I was on stage. I began to relax a bit, though I was still shivering. He patted the bench beside him. Without looking at his face, I sat down next to him. 

"You're not nervous are you, sis?"

Shocked, I looked up. My older brother sat beside me. My first reaction was to laugh in relief. I wouldn't have to give HIM a blow-job, at least. But then a wave of fear overtook my brain. Would he tell on me? Blow my cover? Inform my parents? Get me kicked off the cheerleading team? Dean was 5 years older than I was. He had always harassed me as a kid, he and his friends spying on me, tickling me, chasing me, teasing me. I always thought he was a little cruel, and now that cruelty scared me.

"Shit, Dean, you won't tell on me with you? Mom would just die of embarrassment."

"I suppose I could be persuaded to keep my mouth shut."

"What do you want? Money? I have made like $250 tonight. You can have it."

"No, I have money. Lots of it." I had always suspected Dean was selling drugs. As he patted his wallet I was sure of it.

"What then?" And then my stomach dropped. Of course! Suddenly I remembered the way he used to watch me when he lived at home. Once I caught him hiding in my closet when I came out of the shower. Another time he stole one of my cheerleading pictures from my room. And I always suspected he might have been taking my panties out of the laundry.

I looked over at his lap, his erection growing in his pants. "Oh, no," I said. "Not that."

He laughed. "Yes, little sister. That. You do it quietly and I will double your take home for the night, send you out of here with another $250 in your g-string. Or, you will fight me and all you'll get is my silence. Maybe."

I knew I was trapped. There was a good reason why Dean always got what he wanted.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"I will tell you, all in good time," he replied. "First, I want to see more of that dancing. And this time, don't leave anything to my imagination."

So, I stood, slowly swiveling my hips back and forth, haltingly at first, but then, as always, I lost myself in the music. I began to dance the way I did in front of my mirror at home when no one was watching, practicing a sensual strip tease for my imaginary audience. Except this time, my audience was very real. I could hear him breathing. Finally, I stood before him completely nude, my head down, my nipples erect with fear and longing.

"You have always been sexy," he said. I looked up. His hand was in his lap, almost mindlessly rubbing his crotch. Without thinking, I went on my knees on the floor between his legs. I don't know who was more surprised, me or him. I liked knowing that I had shocked him. It gave me courage. So I decided that if I was going to do this, I was going to do it right. 

I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. As I pulled them forward, his hips slid to the end of the bench. He moaned, giving me another burst of adrenaline. A feeling of power. I tickled his cock through his boxer shorts, my fingernails barely teasing him. His cock was growing, peeking out through the slit in his shorts. Looking up into his eyes, I opened my mouth wide, poised over his cock, which seemed to be reaching up for me of its own accord. I always heard a man leads with his cock.

But I teased him, breathing heavily, the warm air from my lungs torturing that hard cock. "Please," he whimpered.

"Please, what?" I asked.

"Please...put it in your mouth."

Pulling his shorts down to his feet I now saw his cock fully exposed. I didn't know at the time what a truly large cock my brother had, relative to other guys his size, but I did know enough to pause with intimidation at the thought of putting that in my mouth, or anywhere else for that matter. But my trepidation lasted only a millisecond before my adventurous mind took over. I began to lick, tentatively at first, running my flat tongue up the underside of his cock. He sighed with pleasure, so I did it again.

"Do you know how long I've fantasized about you doing this, Char?" he asked, giving me more courage. I licked around the rim of his head, as if I were licking an ice cream cone, melting on a sunny day. 

"How long?" I asked, encouraging him.

"Forever. I used to lay in bed at night and think about you, imagine what your pussy would taste like, your tight little asshole." I noticed my cunt juices dripping down my thighs with this thought. "And god, you have such great tits." He paused, his eyes rolling back into the back of his head, as my mouth moved up and down, faster and faster over his cock. I gripped the base, moving my hand in rhythm with my mouth, slightly twisting my wrist as I stroked. 

"Dean, I want you to fuck me," I said. 

He looked down at me, his eyes wide. "Are you sure?" he asked. "Have you done it before?"

"Yes," I said, answering the first question but not the second, hoping he wouldn't notice. He leaned over and grabbed my face in his hands, kissing me deeply, his tongue searching out the recesses of my mouth. He stood up, pulling me with him, and lay his coat down on the wide bench. 

"Lie here," he said. I was shivering with excitement and fear as I lay down on the hard bench. Expecting him to enter me, I shut my eyes, hoping it wouldn't hurt. But what I felt was wet and soft, and I looked down to see his face buried between my thighs, his tongue lapping my cunt, teasing my clit. 

"God, Dean, I always wanted you to do that!"

For a moment he paused. "You taste better than I even imagined," he said, immediately returning his mouth to my tight pussy, his tongue seeming to stretch me wider as he drank in my juices. Within moments I was writhing in orgasm, moaning so loudly I knew we would soon hear a knock on the door. But this was a strip club; they probably heard those kind of noises all the time. We were left undisturbed.

Dean slid up to kiss me. I tasted my pussy, sweet and thick on his mouth. I felt the head of his cock poised at the opening of my virgin slit. "Are you sure?" he asked again.

"Yes," I whispered.

He moaned deeply as he entered me.

I gasped softly as I stretched but soon adjusted to his cock inside me, willing my muscles to relax, breathing deeply. Soon, I was pulling him in, my feet wrapped around his hips, my hands grasping the back of his shoulders. I felt his cock hit the wall of my belly, harder and faster as the intensity of his thrusts increased. I wasn't on any birth control, but I didn't tell him this. By now I didn't care. 

"Oh, Dean," I moaned, "Cum in me. I want to feel you cum in me."

That seemed to be all the motivation he needed. I felt him tense up and release, grunting as he released his load in my cunt, his warm juices filling me until I exploded in orgasm again. 

He slumped over on top of me, burying his head in my long red hair. I felt his breath, warm on my neck as his breathing slowed again. We lay like that for what seemed like hours but probably was only minutes until we heard a knock on the door. "You done in there yet?" a gruff voice asked.

"Almost," I replied.

He kissed me as he rolled off of me. We dressed in silence, quickly, with some measure of guilt but with, as well, a palpable sense of relief and joy. As we turned to go, Dean grabbed my arm gently. "Charlotte," he said, quietly. "Thank you."

I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, smiling, and walked out the door. 

We have never spoken of it since. I have never, until now, told anyone about it, and I suspect he hasn't either. But every once-in-a-while, we will be at a family gathering or dinner, he with his new wife and I with my boyfriend. We will look at each other with that knowing look in our eyes and grin, wondering if, one day...one day... 



My First Night at the Strip Club



Like usual I woke up about 1AM. But this wasn't going to be a usual night. Instead of laying awake for an hour or more trying to get back to sleep I had a plan.

I listened carefully to make sure Tom was sleeping soundly, then went into the living room where I had hidden a t-shirt and shorts to put on over my negligee. Tom had surprised me earlier by noticing I was wearing something nice "Have you got a date or something" he sneered. But he didn't act like he thought I was sexy, not even enough for a hug or a kiss at bedtime.

The new bar had opened a few blocks from our apartment three months ago. Unlike the other bars in the area this one had dancers or strippers, whatever they're called. But it surprised me when my friend Lilly told me that Wednesday nights they had an amateur contest. "I didn't win any money, but I sure had a good time Suzie" she told me. "And one customer said he wanted a "private dance" with me but I didn't have the nerve."

"What's a private dance?"

"That's when you go in one of these little rooms there with the customer and dance one song for him alone. They told me I should get about $20 for each dance if I did that."

I was shocked. "Lilly, I could never do that!"

"Suzie, you're awful good-looking. It wouldn't surprise me if you would win the $250 grand prize plus make that much or more doing private dances."

Now only a week later the idea had rolled over and over in my head and gotten bigger like a snowball. Finally I was ready to leave Mr. Sports Channel asleep in bed and go out on my own.

Lilly was waiting for me by the entrance and we went in together.

They had a little room by the door and you couldn't see into the club without going thru a set of heavy curtains, except thru a little window next to a cash register behind a counter. There was a very big beefy man behind the counter and he explained how things worked....

"Go in the locker room and find a locker with a key in it. Put your clothes and purse or whatever in it, lock it and bring me the key. Then I'll mark you down on the rotation to dance and give it to the DJ. When you're called get on one of the stages quick or you'll lose your turn. You get three dances in a row on stage.  The customers buy tickets to vote with and if you get more votes than anyone else you get the $250 prize, second place is $150 and third place is $100. We'll give it to you when you leave. If a customer buys you a $5 drink you get $1. That would be a beer. If he buys you a $10 drink you get $3. That would be a mixed drink. If he buys you at $15 drink, that's champagne, you get $5. If a customer asks you for a private dance he has to pay the bartender $5 for the room and then you take him to one of the private rooms along the side opposite the bar. You should charge at least $20 and for a private dance you can leave on or take off any or all of your clothing. You can get close to the customer and even sit on his lap but you should tell the customer to keep his hands to himself. At 3:30 we get everyone back on stage and a quarter to four we announce the winners. Any questions?" He said this so quickly I know he had read it a million times before.

Lilly spoke up "Thank you Sam. Don't you remember me from last week?"

Sam smiled, "Actually I do. I liked your dances and I was surprised you didn't win any of the prizes. I think somebody bought a ton of tickets and voted for that bony flat wife of his who won."

Opening the curtains and stepping inside the club itself was like entering (or descending) into another world. It was so dark, so smoky, so noisy and so weird! There were at least a hundred men of all ages and shapes sitting around and watching girls on the three stages. Some of the men were obviously sexually excited and paying attention, others looked like they might sleep thru last call. Some looked like professional men and others like regular working guys. One of the girls was topless and wearing a t-back. Two of the girls were totally nude, one laying on her back with her legs open fingering herself a few feet from some customers who were watching carefully. It took a minute for our eyes to adjust and get our bearings. The entrance to the dressing room was behind the bar. The looks we got from some of the men we passed. I guess men always look at you like that, up and down and lingering on your breasts, but they made no effort to hide it in here.

The dressing room was no big deal, just a bunch of small lockers, a few benches and some cheap plastic chairs. A few girls were in there smoking and didn't even say Hi to us. I guess we were the competition. Lilly and I just used one locker, we were dressed lightly. I got my shorts and tee off about the same time as Lilly. 

She looked me up and down and smiled "Suzie, you're HOT! What an awesome rack and tight butt. I bet you win the grand prize!"

"We'll see. I can't believe I let you talk me into this." Haha, I was so ready that the crotch of my outfit was damp and here I was blaming Lilly.

Lilly and I took the key back to Sam and handed it to him thru the little window. "OK Suzie, just wait for your name. Just wander around and try to make conversation with some of these guys and see if they'll buy you a drink. Watch me for a moment, then you're on your own. Don't take a private dance till after you're on stage or you might miss it when you're called."

I watched Lilly for a bit as we went across the room. "Buy me a drink?.....Buy me a drink?.....Buy me a drink?" She asked about 8 guys before she got a hit and waved at the server. I could see her being served a beer and it was time for me to move. It was too embarrassing standing along the side in my red lacy outfit.

I went the opposite direction from Lilly. Why ask those cheapskates again? I came up to the first one "Buy me a drink?" just like Lilly. He barely took his eyes off the girls on stage. Shit, I can get that at home when the game is on. I picked my target and went up behind the next one, put my boobs on either side of his head and squeezed. "Buy me a champagne or I'll stop!" That got a laugh out of him and when he turned around to look at me I could see the most appreciative smile. He nodded yes and I pulled a chair up as close as possible and sat leg-to-leg arm-to-arm next to my new buddy. We talked for a while, sometimes with my head on his shoulder. I laughed at his jokes and smiled at him all the time while he bought me three more champagnes. Then he said he needed to save his money for the private dances, was that OK with me? "Awwwww, how sweet honey." I took his hand and brushed the back of it over my boob. "I'll see you later then, right?" His smile told me all I needed to know.

Four teeny glasses of champagne just got me going. Whenever I needed a new patron I did my boob trick and I never had to squeeze more than 2 or 3 heads. I was getting quite a buzz on when I heard my name...."Suzie, stage 2" repeated a few times, then "Lilly stage 3". Cool we would be on at the same time.

I had no idea what to expect, no idea what to do. We were both still wearing our outfits. Lilly leaned back against the pole and the music started. I didn't recognize it, just one of those THUMP THUMP da da THUMP THUMP things. Lilly ran her hands up her sides, cupped her boobs, ran her hands down over her abdomen and spread her legs then started tapping her crotch to the beat. OK, I can do that, and added some sultry body movements to it. Some of the customers threw $1 bills on the stage. Sam hadn't mentioned that. I turned around and did my backside the same way and also so that I could face the people on the other side of the stage. This was fun! At the beginning of the second song Lilly took her top off. She has a nice "compact" figure which means I have 10 times more tits than her. I played with my breasts, holding them from the bottom and pointing them in all different directions, playing with my nipples, totally enjoying myself. Then I started going around the edge of the stage getting close enough to let the customers get a squeeze. The tips were piling up. It's all for a good cause. I haven't been shopping for a long time.

The third dance started with dropping our panties. I hadn't realized earlier I'd be getting totally nude, probably wouldn't have come to the club if I'd known that, but I was so ready now!

First I just played with my lips, pulling them open and closed, rubbing them against each other and against my clit. Soon I was cumming and I didn't even try to keep it quiet. While I was still standing I managed to get two fingers up my puss and got off again, then went around the edges of the stage letting the customers sniff my fingers. One customer had his tongue out and I let him lick my fingers. Oh you bad boy! Then I lay back and pulled myself open with one hand and stroked with the other. I wished I had brought my toys!

Too soon the music stopped and I had to stop, gather my clothes and pick up my tips. Mostly it was ones but there were some fives and even a few twenties. Altogether there must have been a few hundred dollars. So far, with the drink money, I must have close to $300.

As soon as I got off the stage guys started asking me for a private dance. Way too many guys, I had to get control of the situation. "Guys, please wait your turn and I'll make sure you're happy. And my friend Lilly is just as hot as I am!"

I didn't know what to expect when I went in the room with the first customer. But he had been well-trained he sat in the chair, pulled out his dick and smiled at me. "What were you planning on paying me honey?" I asked.

"$100 for 3 songs?" sounded more like a question than an answer. Maybe I could have got more out of him, but I wanted to test the waters, so to speak.

I didn't have my lacy outfit back on, I had just picked it up and wrapped it around my money. So I sat down on his lap with his dick between us. I reached in to stroke him and leaned over to nuzzle his neck. For the second dance I got on my knees and kissed his dick on both sides and the head, then licked it, pulled it into my mouth. Mostly I was just playing with it, not trying to make him cum. Then as the third song started I asked him if he had a condom. I really wanted some dick. He shook his head NO and I tried not to show my disappointment. I sucked his dick in deep and then pulled out gradually. Turned my head a little bit more to one side or the other and did it again....and again....and again.....till my buddy gave me some anchovy paste. Good thing I like to swallow, there's no cleanup.

"That was great Suzie, what nights do you work here" he asked me after giving me my hard-earned $100.

"I'm not sure yet, but I hope I see you again."

I didn't even leave the room, the next customer came right in when he left. Thankfully, he had a condom and I sat straddling him and rode him up and down. I got a real holler out of him when he came.

For the next one I faced away from him and bent as far forwards as possible. Almost like a doggy fuck.

Then a few more unlucky guys without condoms and it just went on and on. I must have made $1000 giving private dances before the lights started flashing and the DJ said "everyone on stage". I didn't even care when I won the grand prize anymore, I could make more money than that giving private dances. But winning is always fun too.

When I got home I hid my lingerie-wrapped money under my side of the bed and crawled in. All too soon the clock was beeping and it was time to get up.

"Where's the outfit you went to bed with?" Tom wanted to know.

"Don't you remember, wild man?" I said with my sexiest look.

I'll be back next Wednesday.



My First Night Back From College



The clouds erupted amidst charcoal skies as I stood under an awning outside my college dorm. As always, Daddy arrived prepared, with a wide, black umbrella open and in hand when he stepped out. He gave it to me and I held it over us as he lifted my bags into the back of his SUV.

"You're just like your mother," he teased. "Coming back with more junk than when you left." I had bought some new clothes that semester, but I didn't think I had amassed too much more stuff. I'm sure he was just happy to see me, and missed picking on me. I missed it too.

The ride back was filled with small talk, with him filling me in about the progress on his newest book, our neighborhood gossip, and how bad the cooking was since I'd left. I told him about my new part-time job in the student union coffee shop, the garage band I'd joined, and how different the weather was from home. Once courtesies were exchanged, Daddy reached over, squeezed my hand, and then patted my knee, just below the hemline of my skirt. 

"I've missed you so much, baby," he said. "I don't know if the Skype sessions make it better or worse."

Daddy and I had a secret. Shortly after I left home for college, we confessed something that we had each kept hidden inside for a long time. It began with playful teasing and flirting, but blossomed into a new and different relationship with activities that are not considered appropriate between a father and daughter. As the rain subsided and the late afternoon sun fought to break through the gray clouds, I remembered those early conversations and smiled.

Our "first time" was via Skype, and after that, any barrier that had existed was down, and we got together regularly for secret play time. As summer break approached, we avoided discussing it, but I wondered what would happen when we were back together in the same house. Little did I know that I would soon find out.

Back home, I settled back into the family routine quickly, and soon I had dinner on the table. Sure, I was 19 now and living away from home, but I still had chores when I returned, including cooking a few times a week. I had honed my skills to a point where my meals were more popular than Mom's. She didn't mind, since it gave her a break, and she was really more of a frozen food chef anyway. It only bugged her when Dad joked about me replacing her as lady of the house.

After dinner, Mom retreated to the bedroom with her Kindle, and Dad went to his office to put in more work on his book. I took over the couch and caught up on my Netflix TV shows. Around 11, I left the TV on to mask the sound of my steps and crept down the hall to Daddy's study. His desk faced the door, so I wasn't able to sneak up on him. He looked up, smiled, and waved me in.

I sat on his lap, hugged him tight like my favorite teddy bear, and kissed him. Since Mom wasn't around to see, I kissed him on the mouth. It was okay to do that when I was little, but around my 11th birthday, Mom started discouraging it. Now that I was a big girl, we did it once in a while when she wasn't looking. It was one of our fun little secrets.

"I've been waiting all day to do this," I whispered, and I pushed my tongue against his lips. 

The Skype conversations at school had led to flirting, and later even more amazing shared experiences, but not being in the same room limited what we could truly do. I had been fantasizing about this opportunity for months.

As we kissed, he slid a hand underneath my shirt, across my flat belly, and up to my breast, where he tantalizingly stroked my nipple with his strong fingers. I lost all thoughts of being discreet, and any plans to tease him slowly were long gone. I slid off his lap and rushed to open his pants, and he smiled and watched me fumble with his belt buckle and zipper. He knew how badly I wanted to do this. I needed to have him this way. I had told him so over and over again on the webcam.

I positioned myself on the small rug beneath his leather desk chair and knelt between his legs. His pants finally removed, I looked up into his bright, green eyes and gripped his partially stiff cock. Licking it up and down, I slid my hand over the shaft, quickly working him into a full erection. He put his hand on the back of my head, and breathed deeply as I took him into my mouth for the first time.

I had given head before. This wasn't my first blow job, as he had assured me it was okay to do this with college boys that I liked. But this was the one I had dreamed about for a long time. I finally had my Daddy's thick, rippled cock in my mouth. I dragged the veined, pulsing underside against the full breadth of my warm tongue, then sucked the head like a lollipop.

I slowly took him down as deep as I could, managing to fit his full length into my mouth. I relaxed my throat and felt him pressing against the muscles, sliding his dick all the way in. Daddy's soft moans told me I was doing it the way he liked. I maintained eye contact just like he had taught me.

Up and down, slowly, his hands on my head to guide me, I let Daddy fuck my mouth. I knew he was getting close when he started leaning forward in his chair, bucking his hips, thrusting faster, and pulling tighter on my head. He got a little rough at the end, clutching my head harder and jerking against my face. I liked that.

I stopped for just a moment and kept staring into his eyes.

"I want it, daddy," I said. "Let me have it."

"Yes, baby girl," he groaned. "Almost there."

I returned his cock to my mouth and sucked the length of him, up and down, as fast as I could until I felt him begin to throb. I locked my lips over his stiffness and let him unload in my mouth, not wanting to waste a drop. Feeling the spasms of his cock and the splashing of his hot cum on the back of my throat was amazing. It was everything I had dreamed it might be.

I swallowed all of it, sucking the last drops from the tip and licking him clean as he groaned and leaned back in his chair. Looking up at him, I smiled and whispered, "That's not the last time," as I got up and crept back to my room.



My First Night of Sex Ch. 01



Last week, I had finally taken the plunge and gave my first blow job to the most amazing cock one could imagine. I enjoyed it so much that I went back for more the following three nights. 

To set a little background, I had posted that I was looking for a large cock to suck with no strings attached, and the first fellow I met, Bill, fit the bill to a tee. 

Little did I know that things would speed up at such a rapid pace. I was really getting mesmerized by this great cock of his, and Bill was pressing for more also. After our fourth night of me visiting him after work to get my mouthful, Bill suggested we get more involved and try some more avenues. One didn't have to be a rocket scientist to know what he meant by that, and the thought of him impaling me with that monster dick frightened, yet excited me to no end.

All week long, after our first night together, all I could think about was his cock. It was huge and beautiful, and after swallowing my first load from him, I couldn't concentrate on anything else. He seemed to be a kind and caring person and I was melting like butter in his presence. He finally told me he wanted to make love to me, not just fuck my face and had the perfect solution. His wife was going home for the holidays and he had the house to himself. He suggested I spend a night or two with him, and the thought of having that cock all night long thrilled me beyond belief.

I guess I was just making up for lost time, a first time cock sucker at my age, but I was feeling like a whore and loving it. I told him I would do whatever he wished. I wanted be a slave to his cock and let him do whatever he wanted with me. That said, a week after sucking cock for the first time, I was ready to give my virginity to this hunk. So on the arranged day I arrived at his house knowing that when I left I would be a totally different person.

Bill met me at the door of his house, invited me in and gave me a soft kiss while reaching for my cock. It seemed so natural, and I did the same, running my hand up and down his shaft. I hadn't even gotten my jacket off and was excited already! He led me into a large living room that was separated from the kitchen by a counter that he had prepared lots of great looking food and drinks on. He suggested that since we had all day and night, we should relax with some drinks first.

I guess he knew I was a bit nervous. After all, even though in my mind, I wanted to be taken by him and ravaged, this was all new to me. So after several drinks and lots of talk, most of it of a sexual nature, I was loosening up, almost wondering how soon he was going to take me. I don't know if this was his plan, planting the seed in my head, then teasing me, but it was working. I was becoming extremely horny. 

I really didn't know how to act. Should I be passive, act like a girl, tease him? Finally, I blurted out,"Show me your bedroom," while reaching for and fondling his cock. Enough said, he kissed me and led me upstairs to a room with a giant bed and a lit fireplace, the perfect setting for my slaying.

Taking my clothes off me, Bill suggested I lie on my stomach while he gave me a massage. He had some oil waiting and after applying just the right amount, started caressing me, putting me into an ecstatic mood almost immediately. Soon he was kneading my ass cheeks, sending shivers up my spine. I was groaning and gyrating to his touch when all of a sudden he slipped his tongue between my cheeks and started rimming my ass.

I was losing control, the feeling was so intense. Bill kept eating me as I moaned, "Oh, God don't stop"and I felt my cock grow under me as he took me to a place I can't recall ever being before. Finally, he changed positions, kneeling near my head while continuing to massage my ass, but replacing his tongue with a well-oiled finger. My ass couldn't lie still, meeting his finger thrusts as I felt his now engorged dick hitting the side of my head. I reached for it and it slid into my open mouth, the lovely salty taste adding more pleasure to an ever heightening experience.

With my mouth full and Bill finger fucking me, I was in heaven. We rolled onto our sides and I took his shaft deeper as he did the same to me. He now had two fingers in my ass and as he nibbled on and licked my cock, he worked my ass like a well trained matador. I just wanted to make him feel great. His cock was my master, my true love and I had to do all I could to worship it.

So, after about fifteen minutes or so of this heavenly foreplay, I felt I could explode at any moment. Bill kindly asked if I was ready for my initiation and I eagerly blurted out,"Yes,take me, fuck me, fuck me good." It was finally time, and I was ready for all he could give me.

I got up on all fours, grabbed the headboard of the bed, arched my back, and half begging, half demanding, yelled "Take me lover, and fuck me hard." I was about to loose my virginity and I was more than ready. I wanted it more than anything. The fear I had yesterday was long past and I knew this was what I needed and wanted.

Bill eased slowly into me, and at first felt slight pain as I grimaced and groaned. He has a large mushroom head on his nine inch weapon and I knew it would hurt. But he went slowly, easing in and out and in no time the head had passed my outer ring and the hot sensations were overtaking what discomfort I had first felt. In the shortest of time I was feeling nothing but ecstasy, I started pushing back to meet his thrusts, and I groaned, "Don't stop, baby, fuck me, just fuck me!" 

I felt light-headed as a glow seemed to emanate from my body, I was in a new dimension as I started to feel a pleasure I never knew existed. The intensity of that energy being created drove me to heights I could never even imagine before. I screamed, "Oh, fuck! Don't stop, baby, oh God! Oh, please fuck me! Go deeper, deeper." So quickly the pain had turned into utmost pleasure and I was totally oblivious to anything else.

I think if I was doing this in front my parents, I wouldn't even have cared. I would still be screaming for more. I didn't care about anything or anyone else anymore. I just wanted Bill's cock to tear me apart. I kept pushing back to meet his thrusts and urged him to go deeper. He grabbed me by my hips and did his best to give me what I was begging for. As he spread my ass cheeks to get deeper into me I could feel his nut sack slapping against me. What a feeling! I could hear the sound of flesh slapping flesh as my whole love canal was ablaze in hot burning desire. I imagined what it looked like from his angle, and I just wanted it to go on and on forever.

At first, my cock had been soft but now it was rock hard again as Bill continued to ravage me. Pre-cum was dripping out of it and the intensity of feeling was indescribable. Could I have an orgasm from my ass pounding? I didn't know what it should feel like, but I most surely was feeling it. And the fire building up in my cock was familiar enough that I knew I was close to exploding. 

As I was moaning, screaming and bucking, Bill's shaft slipped out of me and an incredible emptiness came over me, but only for a moment as he flipped me over onto my back. He reached under and lifted me up by my ass and guided his beautiful cock into my now gaped hole.

Oh, Jesus! It was heavenly. I wrapped my legs around his torso, began thrusting upwards to meet his pounding and dug my nails deep into his ass cheeks. God, I was so full, yet my mouth felt so empty. If only he had two cocks!

I was beyond heaven, screaming with each pile driving thrust of his. He caressed my head as he rammed his tongue down my throat in the most sensual kiss imaginable. That was all it took! I was reaching my orgasm. My man pussy filled with his cock while my mouth filled with his tongue. I couldn't scream, only suck on his tongue and buckle as I felt an explosion like no other I had known possible. My cock spewed out wave after wave of cum while deep inside my ass my love canal contracted and went into spasms, clamping around Bill's cock. 

Bill shoved himself in as far as he could go and I felt his cock thicken, explode and thrust again and again, planting me with his love seed. I squealed, I really squealed, as I kept my sphincter clamped around his monster. We kissed as I continued to scream, moan and cry. He pounded away and I could feel the wonderful sensation of his cum leaking out of my ass, yet I still held him by his cheeks as I met each thrust with my own.

I was delirious! I felt like a woman, I would imagine. An orgasm inside my love canal, a cock still in there , the feeling of being filled if not totally stuffed, cum slowly draining out of me, and a wonderful lover still ramming his tongue down my throat in a passionate kiss. Nothing could ever compare with this. I was exhausted, yet I knew I would do whatever it takes to have my man do this to me again and again. I just wanted to please him. What was going on in my head? My first time and it felt like I was in love.

Well, as our orgasms subsided we started drifting off to sleep, the feeling of his naked body against mine feeling so good. Yet, I needed a pacifier to put me to off and reversed positions to get his shaft into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his ass and swallowed the still cum covered cock that had ushered in a new life for me. A few hours later I awoke with his gorgeous cock still in my mouth and realizing I still had the whole night ahead of me. 



My First Night of Sex Ch. 02



Awakening in a sixty-nine position with my first male lover's now flaccid cock still in my mouth, I now knew that I had finally found the pure happiness that had long evaded me. At long last, I had fucked a man, without shame, and was eager for more.

Lying naked next to my new lover, with my ass still moist from his wonderful discharge, and cum still covering my butt cheeks, I felt as pleased as I could ever imagine being. It was now late afternoon, we had the whole evening ahead of us and I couldn't wait for what Bill had in store for me. The idea of spending the night with my new lover, pleasing him, and having him fuck me till sunrise was all I could desire at this moment.

Bill finally escaped from my hungry mouth, gave me a kiss on my lips and suggested we get dressed and have a bite to eat. He took a robe out of the closet and some underwear from his bureau and suggested I "try these on." 

My god! The panties were red silk t-back style and sexy as hell! I slipped them on and they felt incredible, the back string tightly pressed against my moist male pussy. He said, "You have a beautiful ass, and this does it justice."

I never really thought about it before, but I do have soft skin for a man, and my ass is pretty round. Bent over like I recently was, I guess it does look pretty nice. I was feeling slutty and loved it! I put the robe on and we went downstairs to get some refreshments.

While eating a sandwich and washing it down with a cold Molson, Bill mentioned that there was a ball game on at seven, and would I mind if a few of his mates came by to watch it on his big screen t.v. 

Well, it caught me off guard, expecting that I would have him all to myself that evening. Yet, at the same time, my mind started racing, wondering what would be in store for me if his friends decided to stay late. I answered in the positive, telling him I was game for anything he wanted.

In the back of my head, I was imagining Bill's cock pounding my ass while one of his friends rammed his pole down my throat. Christ, I was a virgin a few hours ago, and now I was anticipating getting it at both ends at once. But I loved sucking Bill till he shot his load down my throat, and my recent fuck was the greatest experience I've ever had. What could be better than having both at the same time?

I suggested I take a shower before the guests arrive; I wanted to be ready for any and all possibilities. Lathering myself up while hot water streamed off my body, I was getting rock hard just thinking of what was in store for me. I hated to flush Bill's semen from my ass, but knew there would be more to replace it soon enough. When I finished in the shower, I dried my hair, put on some body oil that was on the shelf, and got dressed in the same silk outfit Bill had given me earlier.

Coming out of the bathroom, there were two of Bill's friends on his sofa who introduced themselves as Steve and Jim, and made room for me to join them in the middle. Well, I didn't hesitate nearly enough, but was soon sitting between them exchanging small talk and getting acquainted. Bill was in the kitchen getting cold beers for the four of us and the game was just starting. The sofa seemed small for three guys to be sitting so close, but who was I kidding, I am sure Bill had arranged this so I had no qualms about what was going to happen.

Bill took a seat on a nearby recliner and as the game started I really had a hard time concentrating on sports. But, as we kept polishing off the golden lagers, everyone was loosening up and in no time I noticed Steve's hand was touching my thigh, slowly getting closer to my crotch. With a time-out and a commercial, Jim turned his head and stuck his tongue ever so gently into my ear. My god, I was so turned on, I was going to explode. I looked over to Bill and he gave me a smile of encouragement, so placing my beer on the floor, I reached on either side of me and started caressing my new friends, grabbing for their cocks.

In no time I had both members standing tall and screaming for release from their restraints. I unzipped one fly, then the other. Reversing positions, I got on the floor and pulled Jim's jeans off of him revealing a tight pair of light blue briefs holding in a seemingly huge monster. It had already spewed enough precum to leave a wet spot the size of a a silver dollar. Wasting no time, I did the same for Steve and saw the same beautiful visual, yet his cock was standing so tall it had broken through the elastic waistband and was protruding a few inches towards his navel.

Well,I thought, the hell with the game! I slipped off my robe, leaving me wearing just the t-back thong and hurriedly pulled off both of their briefs. I didn't know how I was going to do this, but with a fist wrapped around each cock I bobbed back and fourth slurping up the precum from both of their glistening poles.

The taste was heavenly but I couldn't have both at once, so started my assault on Steve's massive shaft while giving Jim a hand job that I hoped would be satisfactory till I could get to him. God it felt so good! Steve had his hands on my head, easing me up and down, though I didn't need any guidance. I was slurping on it like a lollipop and it was just as sweet. After about five minutes I switched and took Jim down my throat and gave Steve the hand job. A couple of times I heard "touchdown!" from the t.v. set yet everything else was a blur to me. 

I was sucking two heavenly cocks and I knew Bill was lurking near by so I was in for a special night. My own cock was pretty aroused just by my cock sucking, and my ass, though yearning to be filled, was feeling a residual pleasure, just waiting to be stuffed again. I was sure enjoying my transition. I had a craving for cock like I never have had with pussy. I wanted it to ravage me and I wanted to suck and suck till I'd drop. 

Suddenly, Bill yelled out "Half-time, score thirty-five to three, lets do the second half upstairs." With a tender finger sliding into my ass, he eased me up on my feet and invited us all up to the second floor. I practically raced them up there, diving on the bed and waiting for the onslaught.

They came into the room single file and naked, three beautiful cocks with my name on them. I think I was smiling from ear to ear and heard myself say, "Take me studs, I am all yours." I practically dove at the first cock, Bill's, and moaned loudly as it quickly disappeared down my eager throat. With my eyes closed, I sucked away with abandon as I felt my panties being removed as two pairs of hands caressed my body. Suddenly, a large wet tongue licked my rosebud then started jabbing into me as I squirmed and squealed. It was Jim, and in no time he was practically fucking me with his tongue.

Steve reached in there and turned me around, putting me in a doggy position as Jim kept pounding me with his tongue, but now I had two cocks to look after. Reaching for Steve's cock, I put it in my mouth, replacing Bill's. I was near delirious. Two huge cocks at my face and a great tongue master servicing me in the most amazing manner. As I hungrily slobbered over my two cocks, Jim started putting lube on my already loosened up pussy and the feeling was ever so wonderful, though the anticipation I felt was growing by the second.

Just as I took Bill's shaft as deep as I could down my throat, Jim thrust his weapon all the way into me. I couldn't scream, my mouth was so full. But I made a muffled yell as the most fabulous feeling I've ever encountered overtook me. It was like fireworks going off as Jim almost immediately started pounding away into my ass. Bill's cock tasted so wonderful, salty yet sweet, and the fullness in my mouth was heavenly. 

I eased back just long enough to yell, "Yes, fuck me, fuck me," to all three of them, then pounced back on his cock. The sound of slapping flesh as Jim's torso pounced off my ass cheeks was a great accompaniment to the drilling he was giving me. The precum oozing out of Bill's cock was so delicious, and the pounding my ass was taking were near indescribable yet the feeling was better than I can ever imagine being surpassed. 

Jim gave Steve a high-five, pulled out and Steve immediately slammed his cock into me. By now my ass was really loose from the lube and the massive drilling Jim had administered and it was making a sloshing sound as Steve would drive deep into me, pull almost out, then start a rhythmic pounding. Jim had moved up with Bill and as I pulled off of Bill's cock, he slammed his down my throat. It had just given me a heavenly pounding and I had to reward it. Straight from my ass to my mouth and it tasted delicious! I wanted his cum so badly, but they weren't about to let that happen so quickly.

After a minute or so of doing my best to make him explode, Steve replaced him in my mouth and Bill went into my gaping ass with a pile driver force of abandon. I was getting confused, disoriented. One cock after another slamming down my throat. One after another pummeling my ass as it begged for more. I wanted a mouthful of cum so bad, yet every few minutes or so, just as I felt I was about to be rewarded, that cock would be replaced by another and I would start all over again. 

My ass couldn't ask for more. A new cock every couple of minutes, but it was getting a little sore, so one of the boys added some much appreciated lube that I was soon tasting with the latest cock thrust into my mouth. While on all fours, my own dick had a thread of precum flowing in a narrow stream all the way to the mattress. I hadn't even touched it yet, I would have exploded if I did. I hadn't even been able to speak for some time, my mouth constantly filled with a huge pole but I was groaning and urging them not to stop.

Every so often one of the boys would say something like "he sucks cock better than your wife," and they would all laugh. Everyone was having a great time, yet I had to wonder how long could this go on. I needed release, and I needed a mouthful of cum to satisfy my cravings. With Bill evidently in charge, I was finally rolled over on my back and I wrapped my legs around his torso as he pounded away, deeper and deeper into my love canal. Momentarily empty mouthed as Steve and Jim began to position themselves on either side of my head I screamed "Fuck me, baby, I need your cum."

I reached up and grabbed both their cocks and tried to swallow them together. Bill was pounding faster and faster and I knew he was near ready. I met each of his thrusts as best as I could and yelled "Make me cum, Bill." As he bottomed out on me he responded, "Here it is lover," and shot his load deep into my bowels. I bucked and screamed as cum started flowing out of my cock in a slow stream. He kept pounding away as he grabbed my shaft and it exploded in a glorious splash. My sphincter contracted several times around his heavenly cock as I squeezed all his love seed into my thankful ass.

Meanwhile, Steve was rubbing his shaft and as his crown brushed past my lips, a massive burst finally rewarded my throat. Wonderful, bittersweet cum filled my mouth, the saltiness driving me to ecstatic heights! I attacked his meat shaft with an urgency I didn't know I had. He was still contracting and cum was still being expelled as I moaned for more. I could feel a little dripping down the sides of my mouth, but that only highlighted the feeling I had of a throat filled with a meal to die for.

This was the full body orgasm deep in my heart I had dreamed of. My ass was numb from the heavenly pounding that Bill was still administering, my cock had just exploded in divine fashion, and I was savoring a mouthful of the tastiest treat I've ever had. I swallowed it somewhat reluctantly, yet my taste buds were being given their greatest reward.

As I took the last drops down my throat, Jim replaced them with the final load. It was massive and succulent, driving me to squeal in delight. I rolled my tongue over his dick hole, wanting to welcome each and every sperm cell into my thankful mouth. His was the last for a while and I just wanted to make it last for as long as possible. I sucked on and worshiped his cock in a gentle manner until he finally pulled away, yet I couldn't bring myself to swallow that final deposit.

My three lovers slowly eased off of and out of me and one of them mentioned the second game was now on the telly. They went back downstairs to catch up on the sports and drink some beers, but I had all the entertainment I needed. I lie there on my side, sliding a finger into my well oiled and now lonely ass, still slightly gaped, yet feeling ever so happy. I could feel Bill's cum as it was slowly oozing out and at the same time I gargled on the remnants of Jim's delicious contribution. I had reached my Nirvana and never wanted to leave.



My First Night of Sex Ch. 03



Lying on a chaise lounge on a tropical beach, drifting off with the sun beating down, it's warm rays heating my body, I felt like I was in paradise. The only sense I had was the hot sun that was covering me, when slowly, I noticed a wonderful, salty flavor on my lips that beckoned me to open my mouth for more. A bulbous head slowly entered as my tongue darted out to receive more of the flavorful treat. Gradually I came to enough to notice it was pitch dark, I was actually lying in bed, and Bill's wonderful weapon was waking me up to an even better adventure than the one I had been dreaming of.

Slowly regaining my senses, I was ready for more of what a short time before, was the greatest experience of my life. I reached for his shaft and swallowed as deep as I could , moaning in pure pleasure. The feeling of this wonderful cock filling my throat, the salty emission from his crown, and the knowledge that I was giving as much pleasure as I was getting drove me to heights of passion I can in no way properly describe.

Hours before I had been taken by a man for the first time. A short time later I had been had every which way by three men, and now the cock of my dreams was coaxing me to continue my adventures in man on man sex.

I don't know how I got to this point. I really hadn't had time to think about it. One day I was straight, and a week or so later I was a full-blown cock sucker. And a cock sucker who was insatiable. Somehow this man I met about ten days before had turned me into his whore and I was loving it. Maybe loving it too much. I was falling for him like no one else ever before. Yet, at the same time, I wanted more! 

A few hours before Bill and two of his friends had fucked me silly, and that was how I wanted it again. Making a man shoot deep into my ass while another buried a load down my throat made sense to me like nothing else. How quickly I was changing! All I had thought of all week was spending a sensual night alone with Bill, where I could suck him and be fucked by him. But after what had just happened to me, I was wanting more. I wasn't sure if one cock would do for me ever again.

Well, evidently, Bill sent Jim and Steve home and now I would have to make do with just him. All these thoughts running wild in my head, yet at the same time a wonderful, creamy cock was sliding in and out of my most grateful mouth as I came to my senses and moaned in pure passion. Sliding my mouth up and down on this wonderful shaft of his was so natural, with a euphoric feeling of fullness as I took his crown all the way down my throat. Stretching my mouth as wide as I could to take him as deep as possible, then clamping my lips on his shaft as I held him there, all of my senses going wild. Then sliding his cock slowly out of my mouth, I slurped my tongue around his shaft till I reached his crown again where I sucked in his still streaming salty discharge. 

So quickly I had become a cock whore. Why did it take me so long to get to this junction in my life? All I ever needed again was cock. How fortunate it was to have met Bill and his large, beautiful joystick. He slowly began sliding himself onto the bed facing opposite direction from me and worked himself into a sixty-nine position. On our sides, he took my now hard cock into his mouth, and immediately we were in a rhythmic motion, my groans now filling the room as absolute pleasure overtook me.

I didn't know how long I could last like this, Bill's tongue and mouth attacking my yearning cock with the utmost pleasure. It made me suck harder, the feeling in my own cock making me want for him to explode so I could swallow all he had to offer. I wanted it so bad, but he had more in store for me. Pushing me onto my stomach, he straddled my ass, sitting with his legs folded on the outside and his cock resting along the crack. I couldn't wait for what was coming and tried to push up off the bed to meet him. Slowly entering me, his legs keeping my cheeks pressed tightly together, his cock felt enormous. As it moved deeper into me it felt like a tree trunk and I screamed into the pillow momentarily stunned by the pain. But the feeling of fullness overtook the pain in very short order and I began pushing back while moaning and begging for more.

I was panting, gasping for breath as Bill proceeded to take me roughly, slamming deep into me, the feeling of helplessness overcoming me. I had a sudden fantasy that I was being raped, powerless to resist and destined to be fucked mercilessly by a unrelenting cock. That actually excited me even more, the idea of being defenseless before the onslaught. I screamed with every thrust and I think that turned him on even more. Bill wouldn't let up, but kept pounding away and pretty soon, despite the fantasy I was imagining of being raped, I couldn't help myself.

I started to scream, "Yes, that's it, fuck me, fuck me deeper." Then I was blurting out "Hurt me, hurt me, fuck me, make me hurt." I pushed back as best I could with each of his thrusts and he was bottoming out with nowhere else to go. Bill whispered into my ear, "I'm gonna breed you, you little whore, I'm gonna plant my seed deep into your ass." I loved what he said! I yelled back, "Yes, fuck me, I'm your whore, that's it, breed me, fuck me, master, fuck me." By then I was screaming, and as I felt my lover shutter and scream"Fuck", he exploded deep into my bowels, indeed breeding me like never before. 

I felt recoil after recoil as Bill's cannon sent salvos of hot seed into my deepest regions. My ass was spasming uncontrollably as I squeezed his cock for dear life. My own weapon, being slammed into the mattress by the force of his attack, let loose it's discharge as I screamed and surrendered under the onslaught. But there was no quarter being given as my lover continued to pound away at my defenseless ass for several more minutes before finally collapsing on top of me.

Here I was, fucked raw, lying naked with my lover soon sleeping with his arms wrapped around me and his cock still inside me. With an overwhelming feeling of fulfillment and joy, I knew I would do anything necessary to maintain this heavenly life. The intensity of the feelings I had encountered this day and night had changed me forever. I was now a whore. A cock sucker. A slut. And I was proud of it. I couldn't wait for more.

A few hours later I woke up with a smile, knowing I had just finished the most wonderful day of my life. With Bill still asleep, his cock long reverted to it's restive state, I slowly realized his wife would be returning home today and our meeting would be ending soon. Though feeling sad over that, I wanted to make him remember this day as much as I would. I slipped down between his legs and licked the crown of his sleeping cock with my wet tongue. It jumped and I immediately swallowed it whole. With a mouthful of saliva, I sucked earnestly as it grew like a lifeboat being inflated. The feeling of it growing in my mouth made me happy beyond description. Bill stirred and I started riding up and down on the shaft, sucking, nibbling and tonguing every centimeter of that now majestic cock. I wanted to go slow, but realizing in the back of my head that this was all I would have today, I attacked it with a vengeance. 

He groaned as I took him as deep down my throat as I could. I wanted to devour him. I sucked and jerked him at the same time but this time I was thinking not of the pleasure I was giving him, but of the pleasure I derived from sucking that joyous cock. I wanted it's inner treasure and I couldn't wait. Feeling him grow slightly, hearing him say, "Baby, I'm almost there," I slid his pole slowly out of my mouth while sucking in at the same time. I wrapped my tongue around his crown as he erupted, sending a salvo of cum into my mouth. I dove back down, swallowing the entire shaft as Bill filled my palate with his seed, screaming and holding my head tightly. He was bucking and I held onto him by his ass as I did all I could not to loose any of the cum. Some was sliding down his shaft but it wasn't going far. I caught the escaping love juice with my hand sucked it back in with what I already had. I slobbered over his cock, swallowing every drop, then proceeded to tongue bathe his cock, balls and lower abdomen. 

As I looked up into his eyes, Bill pulled me to him and passionately kissed me, driving his tongue deep into my still sticky mouth. I felt like I could melt right then and there! I got misty eyed as I almost begged him for an answer to the burning questions I had to have answered. How can we do this again and again, where can we meet, when can we be together again? 

The answer was all I could hope for. We would find time again and again and Bill would even have a group over on occasions. His wife travels for work and there would be more of the same. I felt assured that my happiness would continue. We got dressed, went downstairs and, though I offered to help clean up, he told me I'd better leave, he could handle it. As I left his house, I gave him a kiss as a car pulled into the driveway, his wife arriving home early, as it turned out.

As she got out of the car I blurted out."Holy christ, it's Mandy." What a small world! I had fucked her several years before, as had more than a few of my friends. I remembered her as a somewhat easy, yet fun-loving fuck. I never imagined I'd ever see her again, and there she was, married to the man I was falling in love with. I couldn't help but wonder what the future was going to bring. 



My First Night of Submission



I woke up to the darkness of midnight. It was quite in the bedroom where I lay. I could hear the soft sounds of the crickets in the woods far off. I went to roll over to check the digital clock on the nightstand to my left. To my utter surprise my right arm was constricted inhibiting me from rolling on my side. I panicked and attempted to reach over and undo the bind that held me fast to the bed but only found my left arm to be in the same predicament as my right arm. I became fully awake and could feel the ropes around my wrist and ankles. In a wild panic I kicked and pulled and flailed but to no end. I was tied fast to my bed. 

I called out into the darkness for my wife. Thinking the worst, having watched a horror movie before bed that night, this could be the end for me. 

I laid there for what seemed like hours. The sun outside was nowhere near its arrival and as the minuets dragged on the thought I may never see it again crossed my mind. Just when I was at my lowest moment the bedroom door creeps open and a golden sliver of light penetrates the room. I studied the silhouette in the door way. I could see the clear outlines of a well formed woman. Long legs and a hand resting on her hip, in her other hand was a bag. Not a fancy handbag you would see a stylish woman wear as an ornament on her arm while walking down 7th avenue, but a dark colored nylon bag with a simple draw string.

She took her hand off her hip and reached into the darkness. The room flooded with light and as my eyes adjusted my heart leapt in my chest. There in front of me stood my wife as I had never seen her before. Her soft red hair was flowing around her shoulders. Her deep blue eyes had a fire in them that I had only seen once before, the night we first made love on the floor of our new apartment in the city. Those lips were colored a dark seductive red. Down her pale bare arms she was wearing black leather gloves. Her breast and stomach were covered by a leather corset matching her gloves. The corset strained to hold back her breast; it looked as though the slightest movement and her large breast would pop right out of the top. Hanging off her hips were the sexiest pair of panties you have ever seen, black with red lace. Her long slender legs were naked and supported by black open toed stiletto heels. God those heels made my blood rush. I felt my cock stir and with that came the realization I was naked and exposed completely. 

She noticed my condition and stared at my exposed member. A smirk crept across her face as she walked over to the foot of the bed. She sat the bag down beside me and stood tall between my spread legs. She looked so powerful in that moment. She looked me right in the eyes as she leaned over; placing her hands on either leg and without looking away she kissed the head of my cock and left an outline with her lipstick. She stood back up jerking my attention away from the line between her bosom and reached for the bag.

"After tonight there will be no doubt who serves who in this house."

"Now let's see what fun things I have tonight."

She rumbles around in the bag for a quick second before pulling out what appeared to be a length of silk fabric. She moves toward me slowly and pushes it into my mouth saying "You have no need for words tonight." 

The silk felt soft and smooth in my mouth, I could breathe through it but my tongue and speech was useless. She was back in the bag rummaging around with one hand and the other had found its way to my now erect cock. She was slowly running her hand up and down my length. The skin of my uncut cock was sliding up and over the blood engorged head of my prick and then back down my shaft. She must have found what she was looking for because she let go of my cock much to my dislike and reached forward with what looked to be a chain connecting two clothes pins. She didn't speak as she placed them over my hard nipples. The pain was only momentary, the effect it had on my arousal was apparent when my cock leaped to full attention with a glimmer of precum forming at the tip. She further teased me by tugging on the chain linking the clamps on my nipples sending waves of pleasure to my groin yet again. 

"Easy big boy, no need to blow that load just yet." She said with an evil grin, hinting that more was to come. 

Just as I was getting used to the sensation and starting to relax she stands up and turns around, showing off that wonderful ass I used to jack off to when we had first meet all those years ago. She bends at the waist and I can hear the clasp of her heels being undone. The two thuds that followed told me the heels were indeed off. She stands straight and adjusts her corset, I swear I saw her shake her ass for me before she turned around. The evil smirk was back on her face as she stepped up onto the bed. Gently stepping around my spread legs she dragged her bare foot over my balls and up my long shaft just to reassure me she hasn't forgotten about him. With her sexy feet on either side of my chest I was looking up in awe at the wonderful sight. I could just see the outline of her luscious lips beneath the black and red lace panties. She chuckled when she noticed me staring at her sex and just shook her head.

"I swear, its like all you think about is how you are going to get in there."

She eased herself down between my legs, resting her beautiful ass between my knees and her sweet mound just inches away from my throbbing package.

"Don't worry about trying to get inside me tonight, I have other plans." She whispers. 

I had no idea what that meant but man I wanted to get in between her thighs that night.

She takes her left foot and brings her heel to rest on my chest. She tips it forward and pushes it against my face.

"I saw you sniffing my socks after I got off work the other day. I thought I would be nice and let you get your fix straight from the source." 

I inhaled the sweet sweaty scent that came from her cute pink toes. I breathed in the smelled that I secretly had been digging through the laundry baskets to find. She smiled a brilliant smile and pushed the arch of her foot harder into my face giving me the delightful arousal I needed. 

As she sat there with her foot in my face and a large grin on her face she went back to bag. My excitement about the smell of her feet, the pressure on my nipples, and the strain of my cock quickly faded when I saw what she pulled out next. 

She removed her foot and let it rest to my side as she held up a dildo. Not just any dildo but one very familiar, it had the veins I recognized, the head I recognized and even the slight curve. It was a spitting image of my very own cock. 

I stared in wonder. How can this be I thought. It was the same length and diameter. The only difference was it was a pale white as mine was more of a pink color. 

"The other night you were fast asleep after coming home drunk." She said 

"So I sucked you off till you were rock hard then I took a cast of my friend down here. You were so out of it you had no idea." 

I got nervous when I saw the look in her eye as she was waving around the clone of my cock. It was a look of pure sadism.

As I laid there with my hard cock, aching nipples and mouth stuffed with silk, I watched as the soft gentle woman I married four years ago opened a bottle of lubricant and starting dripping the clear liquid on my clone cock. She took her right hand and jacked of the lookalike dildo with her black leather glove while I squirmed watching her. 

"Now I read what you posted on that blog of yours. How you told that stranger that you wished your wife was a little more wild, how you wished I would treat you like the slave boy you are."

I went straight into panic mode. How did she read that, that was a private message? I even deleted it right after I sent it. She must have saw the confusion in my eyes and just smiled. She turned her eyes to her hand rubbing the long shaft of the clone cock.

"You better be careful of who you are talking to online. You never know when it's a stranger, or just me sitting on the laptop in the other room."

My heart stopped. I instantly remembered every message I sent the "stranger" online. I pieced the information together and realized with massive excitement what was about to happen. 

Once she saw that I understood she reached her left hand down to my cock and gave it a few strokes to bring it back to life, with the other she had a firm grasp the cloned cock. She lowered the cock down out of my sight, it disappeared below my heavy balls. 

"Don't forget to breath, relax and remember that I love you."

I closed my eyes as I felt pressure on my asshole, a region I had often fantasized about but never ventured. I could feel the cold lube as she rubbed the tip around my rim. She started breathing heavy and pumping her hand up and down my cock like there was no tomorrow. 

"I've been thinking about fucking you with your own cock for weeks now. "

Without another word she thrust my cock clone into me. To my surprise and relief it didn't hurt. It filled me, it was satisfying, like I had been living without it but needed it. She went crazy on my cock. Jerking and sucking while fucking my ass with my own cock. It was a lot of dreams come true. 

I threw my head back in pleasure. Taking in the sensation of my first cock up my ass. I could feel the veins, the ridge around the head. The pressure on my nipples increased as I arched my back and pushed myself into the thrusting cock. My ass was hungry for it. My cock had never been harder. My wife's tongue was dancing around the underside of the head while her hand was vigorously jacking me off. My balls were slapping against her other gloved hand as it expertly worked that cock inside of me. I was in pure ecstasy. My mind was blank, focused only on the feelings of pleasure erupting from this unknown origin inside of me. As my wife took me all the way down her throat she pushed the cock in deep and hit a spot that sent fireworks off in my head. My heart raced and it was too much. My throbbing cock erupted without warning, shooting stream after stream of hot thick cum down her throat. I pushed the silk out of my mouth and let out a yell of pleasure as my back arched and my legs spread. I had never felt so much at one time. 

She pulled me out of her mouth and swallowed every drop of cum that came out of me. She smiled down at me while releasing my cock and undoing the nipple clamps. 

"Hold still baby, just relax." She reassured me as I felt the cock slowly slip from my ass. As soon as it was out I wanted it back in. she set the bag in the floor and wrapped up the cloned cock in a towel. Then she reached up and undid the ropes that were digging in my wrist and ankles. Being freed felt good but not as good as being owned. I curled up on her lap as she patted my head.

"You did marvelous baby boy." She cooed in my ear. 

"Now you are mommies plaything, to fuck in the ass whenever she wants."

My heart beat fast hearing those words. I closed my eyes and kept repeating them over and over again in my mind until I feel asleep on her lap.



My First Night Overseas



It was a cold evening and my first evening far away from home alone at a dive bar in Amsterdam. It was one of Amsterdam's famous bar especially with brownies and straight up joints in their menu. I was nervous and excited. I am across an ocean from home and can't let this night be like any other. I decided that I was going to forget about my morals for tonight and just wing it. I had just graduated from college and have only ever been with my ex-boyfriend. I never went to frat parties or was part of a sorority because he didn't like it. College wasn't all that fun. But tonight was going to be sexy and I was already feeling horny. I had never expected myself to be this way but, who the fuck cares, right? Fuck inhibitions. 

The bar was cosy with dim lights and soft music playing in the background and it was pretty crowded. I looked around the bar from where I sat at the corner with a full and clear view of the bar. My eyes scanned the bar for eligible men to bring me to unimaginable heights. I then locked eyes with a man, I quickly looked away, embarrassed. He was gorgeous; baby blue eyes, olive skin, a luscious black mane and he was dressed well. Crisp white buttoned down shirt with a black slacks. I couldn't resist myself, I looked back at him, he was still staring at me with those baby blues. Oh my, he is coming over to me. I quickly fixed my hair and sat upright.

"Hi, is this seat taken?", he said.

I am a pretty confident person when it comes to talking to strangers but I was lost for words.

"Yes... I mean, No.", oh shit what am I saying, "No it's not taken", I said, trying to laugh it off.

He sat opposite me.

"I saw you looking over at me and I thought I could buy you a drink. By the way, I'm Richard.", he said with a sexy French accent. It was beautiful and sexy as hell, I didn't want him to stop talking.

"Yes of course. A shot of vodka please." 

"You're brave. Up for challenge?"

"Bring it on."

I didn't know what I was getting myself into but I knew my already high on gin and tonic brain said yes.

We had few shots and he started talking about his passion, art history. How convenient, right? His accent itself was making me so wet, sending jitters all over my body, I just wanted him to take me then and there, no regrets. He then popped the ever so famous question, want to go over to my place? How could I not agree to that?

We walked out to the back of the bar together, he then grabbed me by my arm and turned me to face him. He held my chin up and I looked up to him. He leaned forward for a kiss, a gentle yet tight and firm kiss. My knees started to buckle, I couldn't carry my weight anymore I would've fallen if he hadn't carried me by my waist. Our lips parted and I stared him and said with my sexiest voice possible, "I like it rough.".

He smiled and picked me up and brought me over to the hood of a car. It was his car. I sat on the hood, making sure I squeezed my breasts together by placing my palms on either side of my hips on the hood. He didn't waste any time and kissed me, making magic with his tongue inside me. Swirling, sucking, biting and pulling on my lower lip. He then held me by my hip and pulled me to the edge of the car, still kissing me. His hand moved up inside my blouse and to my breasts while the other was still on my hip. And to his surprise, I was only wearing pasties. I came prepared. He ripped those off and started pinching my nipples, rubbing them, pulling them and still managed to keep his lips on mine. He pulled away for second only to kiss back with extra passion. His hand on my hip slowly moved down my thighs and in through my skirt. He slid his hand up my thigh softly and reached my lips, ever so gently he flicked my clit and started circling my labia with his thumb. He must think I am a slut, first I wasn't wearing a bra and now no panties. 

He was doing all the work, I had to contribute. I reached out to unbuckle his pants and pushed it down together with his briefs. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and stroked him slowly and boy was he hard and big. I had never felt such a cock before, like never ever. Now if i could only see it, I couldn't part lips with him but i did anyways. I looked down at his manhood and he flicked my hand away from his cock.

He then went for it and teased me a little by rubbing his head on my delicate and well stimulated clit. I couldn't wait, just fuck me already. I wrapped my legs around him as he entered slow and steady but oh my! did it fill me up. He penetrated me gently at first but his pace slowly increased and I thrusted my hips forward faster and faster matching up to his rhythm. He leaned down for a quick kiss without breaking his rhythm. I was filled and my every nerve in me was excited and sensitive.

I was reaching my peak, I knew it was going to happen. I was going to orgasm and I did and moaned loud, almost screaming. He then pounded me once, deep and hard and pulled out and did once again. He started with his rhythm again and I felt another wave through my body, I stretched my legs as they started to vibrate as I orgasmed. It was complete euphoria as he shot his load into me and with one last thrust, he was done. He pulled out. I felt warm all over. 

He pulled up his pants, buckled up and neatened himself as I was just laying there, on the hood of his car, limp and exhausted. He picked me up straightened my blouse and skirt and asked if I needed a lift back home, and maybe if I could meet him for coffee tomorrow.



My First Night Single



I was finally finished. After years of a miserable marriage, I was ready for some fun. I received the papers this morning. DIVORCE FINAL. Now it is time to play. I was completely faithful through the marriage, but I was ready for some raw, dirty fun. Time to celebrate.

I put on my tight, sexy black dress. I complemented my body perfectly. My full C tits slightly revealed, but still left a little to the imagination. My round ass was covered, but not too much. Just the slightest wrong move would show off the fact that I wasn't wearing any panties to cover my pussy. 

Off I went, looking the best I have in a long time. My confidence was at an all time high. I entered the club and went straight for the bar. I got a double vodka and sprite while I scoped the room. I spotted my target right away. He was sitting at a table concentrating on the screen of his phone. 

I walked up without him even noticing. 

"Can I buy you a drink?" I asked noticing his drink was low. He looked up and I noticed how much more stunning he was up close. I could tell that under his button down shirt, he had a nice muscular build. He had dark hair with a five o'clock shadow, and a slight tan. All I could think about was how big his cock might be. 

"Um, sure...yes...please have a seat." He seemed a little confused, and probably expected me to sit across from him in the booth, but I scooted him over practically sitting on top of him. 

"Wow, I wasn't expecting that, sorry"

"Well, what did you expect? When you buy a woman a drink, I am sure you have certain intentions, correct?" I was surprising myself with my boldness. 

"So you are saying you have certain expectations by buying me a drink"

I grabbed the sexy stranger's hand and placed it between my legs under my dress allowing him to feel how hot and wet my pussy was getting.

"Wow, I do have to say this is a first for me. What makes you think I am willing?"

I glanced down at his crotch and notice the incredibly large bulge in his pants. I reach over and caress his leg, moving my hand about an inch from his hard cock. Teasing for a minute, before I move my hand completely on top of it. Wow, it was so hard and fucking huge. He inhaled a deep breath when I slightly squeezed the head.

He gave in quite easily and his hand instantly returned to my now dripping pussy. 

"Don't you even want to know my name?" he asked.

"No need," I responded. "Your place?"

"I have a hotel room right around the corner. I am in town on business for the next three days."

"Let's go...now" I said.

I dropped some money on the table and we were out. We hopped in my car and he let me know where to go. He was playing with my wet pussy while I was driving, making it very hard to concentrate. As soon as I began to turn into the hotel parking lot, he took the soaking wet finger out of my pussy and put it in my ass. I gasped and hit the gas, almost causing me to wreck.

I hopped out of the car as soon as I parked and told him to get me to the room. I couldn't take it anymore. I was ready to be fucked and I was going to get everything I wanted tonight. 

As we entered the room, he grabbed me and kissed me. A moan escaped my lips, but I pushed him back. I told him to take all of his clothes off and get on the bed. He was more than willing to comply. He did it without taking his eyes off of me. I slowly stepped out of my sexy dress and placed it on a chair while keeping my heels on. I walked over to the bed, and climbed toward him. 

His cock was massive. I knew I was going to be selfish tonight, so I figured I would start by doing some work on him. He was going to be doing plenty to me. 

I licked all the way up and down the ten inches, while stopping to suck lightly on his balls. He moaned loudly. I took the head into my mouth and started to work my way down the huge shaft. I picked up the pace while pumping the bottom of the shaft with my hand. I could feel his cock getting harder in my mouth, so I stopped. He wasn't going to finish that quickly, I had more planned. 

I got up and went to my purse and grabbed a small bottle of lube. I put a little in my hand and set it on the nightstand next to the bed. I stood next to him and began to rub it on my tight, round breasts. 

"I want you to fuck my tits with that big cock"

His eyes lit up. I laid on my back and he straddled me as I wrapped my tits around his cock. He started slowly, then quickly picked up the pace. I don't know why this turned me on so much feeling a hard dick fucking my tits, but it could almost make me cum. I was screaming out as he played with my nipples.

"Fuck my tits like you are going to fuck my pussy. Ohhhhh yeah, that cock feels so good"

The way he was fucking my tits, I knew he was going to tear my pussy up. He stopped and went down to start eating my pussy. He started flicking my clit with his tongue. That was sending me over the edge when he started fucking my pussy with his tongue. He shoved one finger up my ass and started moving it in and out at the same pace as his tongue fucking my pussy. That was it.

"oooooohhhhhh fuck. Yes yes yes yes. I'm cummming. I want that cock. Fuck me with that cock"

Before I even completely finished he slammed the huge cock in my pussy. We both yelled out. It was the most amazing feeling ever. I was stretched out in one swift move and was wrapped tightly around his cock. I knew he couldn't take much more because he was fucking my pussy so hard. 

"Ohhhh baby, tear my pussy up. Oh my fucking god, oooooooohhh fuck. Tear it up"

"Oh, bitch I am gonna cum. I am gonna cum in you, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

I felt his hot cum filling my pussy. I started screaming as an overwhelming orgasm consumed me. 

He collapsed on the bed next to me.

"Oh, honey you aren't done yet. That cock better get hard again if it wants to fuck my ass." I grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted a little on my finger. I began massaging my asshole with it. His cock magically sprang back to life. I fingered my asshole for a minute and began to moan. 

He grabbed my arms and flipped me over. It caught me by surprise that he was taking control. He lifted my ass up and had me face down in the pillows. He pushed the head of his cock in my tight asshole. He held my back down with one hand while guiding his cock with the other. The mere fact that he was holding me down was sending me over the edge on top of the fact that he was slowly working that monster of a cock into my tiny asshole. 

"Ohhhhh, fuck my ass with that huge cock. Make me your slut and teach me a lesson with that monster dick."

He fucked my ass hard. He had three fingers in my pussy while fucking me in the ass. I couldn't do anything but buck wildly underneath him.

"Oh, fuck baby, your ass is so fucking tight. You are so hot. I am gonna fill your ass with my cum. Uggghhhhh ooooohhhhhhh, DAMN I am cummmmmming. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh"

As his pumps slowed, he pulled his cock from my ass with a pop. The bed was a wet mess from both of our cum. He was laying down exhausted. I slipped on my dress, and walked out of the room without a word. I had cum dripping from my ass and my pussy as I got in my car. Ahhhh, that was exactly what I needed. Hmmm...maybe I will have to do that again tomorrow.



My First Night With Cindy



As with all my posts, this story is true. The names have been changed to protect the participants (and I always seem to be one of the guilty parties). This is the story of the first night I spent with Candy. It was the start to a 2 year long distance relationship that ended primarily because of the 1800 miles that separated us and the need each of us had to be sexually satisfied on a regular basis. 

Adjusting the Way Back machine to the mid 1980's in a place called Winnipeg, I was in my early 30's, recently divorced, 6', 140 lbs, running my own small company. I did some freelance work for a company out of Ottawa that audio recorded meetings and conferences so the participants could take home copies to study. It also allowed participants who missed certain sessions due to other activities to get to pretend that they ware actually there. This particular event had some international heavy hitters attending and the organizers hired a PR person to handle the press. The first morning of the conference I was setting up my equipment, checking the feeds from all the conference rooms and setting up the duplication equipment when I look up as this gorgeous raven barrels down the hall. Standing 5'6" & 130 lbs with long legs, shoulder length red/black hair and beautiful breasts that I guessed to be 36C or so. After confirming that I was allowed to record the speakers, then realizing that I could monitor every room in the center, she decided that she could hang out in my booth and determine when each speaker was finishing. This way she did not have to run from room to room trying to second guess when someone might finish up. During the first 2 days we hit it off well. 

She was fluent in French, loved to travel, was very well read and had a dry and caustic sense of humor, everything I looked for in a woman and more. She was always well dressed in business style dresses, blouses and jackets that did not hide her attributes but also did not flaunt them either. On the third day I happened to mention that a new French film was opening that night & as I was going to see it anyway would she like to accompany me. She had not had an evening out that was not work related and readily agreed. We made arrangements to meet at her hotel @ 6 P.M. that night to grab some dinner then go to the show. 

I arrived at the hotel at 5 minutes to, waited until 6 than called her room. She sounded rushed and asked me to wait 20 more minutes then come up to her room. Being the polite gentleman that I am I did what I was asked and 25 minutes later I was knocking on her door. The door was unlocked and a second later I heard her call me to come in. Entering she was not in sight but called out from the bathroom that she was still running a bit behind. She suggested I mix us a drink and she will be right with me. Taking the drinks I walked towards the bathroom and asked her where she wanted hers. Walking out, hair dryer in one hand her other reaching for the glass. Walking up close I could smell her perfume and the scent of conditioner in her hair. 

She was wearing a long red dress that was low cut and revealed the lace top of a bright red bra. Taking her glass she leaned up and kissed me. I responded with a long deep kiss, running my tongue around hers and deep in her mouth. She had the softest lips, flavored with strawberry lipstick, and her mouth devoured my tongue. Putting my drink on the desk, I took her's from her as well as the hair dryer, wrapped my arms around her and continued to kiss her deeply drinking in her aroma. It was like that first time kiss, the one that curls your toes and sets your heart racing. Running my hands up and down her back they eventually wandered to her ass and as I grabbed each of her cheeks, caressing and needing them she started to moan. I do not know how long we were kissing, it could have been a couple of minutes or more than 10, we seemed to have lost track of time as we enjoyed the pleasure we seemed to be giving each other. 

Breaking the kiss she looked up into my eyes and simply said "I want to suck your cock", dropped to her knees, undid my belt and zipper, let my pants drop to the floor and released my now raging 7+" cock from it's confines. Staring at it as it danced in front of her eyes I looked down as she simply said WOW and wrapped those soft lips around the big purple head and plunged my entire shaft down her throat as her nose smacked into my stomach. Now I have gotten many blow jobs in my life but up until that evening I had never had someone with such passion, intensity and skill suck on my cock. Holding my ass with one hand she propelled me into her as she rammed my cock deep in her mouth her other hand played with and squeezed my balls. 

It had been a few months since I had had sex and the sensations were almost too great to control. I tried to slow her down but she was not to be interfered with. Not wanting to seem ungrateful I reached down and started sliding my hands down her chest to massage her tits. Slipping my hands under her bra I was pleased to caress her smooth breasts and nipples that were sticking out almost an inch. They seemed to beg to be squeezed and tweaked so I did, sending even more moans to come from around my cock. The more I played with her nipples the faster as deeper (if it was even possible) she sucked on my cock. It did not take long, probably less that 10 minutes before I felt the cum building up in my balls and I started to ram her mouth and moan that I was cuming. She squeezed my balls even tighter, seeming to push my cum out from the base and into her waiting mouth. As I came she locked her lips around the head of my cock and sucked and swallowed all I had. I seemed to cum for ages but it was probably only 30 seconds or so, sending what felt like gallons of cream  down her throat. After I finished cuming and she stopped swallowing, not spilling a drop, she leaned back on heels, looked up at me and said "You came in my mouth!" 

Looking down I simply said that given the attention she had applied to my cock I was surprised that I lasted as long as I did. Smiling I took her by the hands, lifted her to her feet and planted a great deep kiss on her lips, running my tongue inside her mouth. Moving her towards the bed, still playing with her nipples and ass I smiled at her and "Now it's my turn". Starting at the top I unbuttoned her dress, letting it fall to the floor. She stood there in matching red lace bra and panties, the panties had a very wet spot in front. Reaching around her back I undid her bra, letting those beautiful globes swing free as her nipples stuck straight out. Gently pushing her back onto the bed I ran my hands up her chest, playing with her nipples and rubbing her breasts as I started to kiss the inside of her legs, running my tongue up to the edge of her panties. 

I could smell her musk and see the glistening moisture on her thighs from her excitement. She started to thrash around and I decided it was time to get to work. As I rubbed my lips over her pussy I slipped my hands down to her waist removing her panties and revealing a smooth hairless pussy. Nothing turns me on more that a naked crotch and after removing her undies I started to lick the outside of her lips. Working first the left lip, then the right I licked, sucked and nibbled each in turn. As I played with her lips the juices started to flow even faster. Not wanting to make a mess I started to lick her clean, letting my tongue slide up her pussy from her ass to her clit. Pushing deep inside her cunt I let my tongue probe every inch I could reach. 

As I worked her pussy she wrapped her legs around my head, pushing me deeper inside her. She started to moan and even more of her delectable nectar made it's way from deep inside her to my waiting mouth I moved my tongue to her clit with was sticking up like a little cock itself. Sucking it into my mouth I used my teeth to nibble on it, rubbing it from side to side. Placing 2 fingers inside her cunt I moved up and down until I reached her G spot, combining the movements of my fingers with the nibbling of my teeth on her clit. Looking up she had both her hands rubbing her tits and squeezing her nipples, pulling them out almost 3 inches as she cried for me to make her cum. Not wanting to disappoint I slid my mouth down her pussy and started to run my tongue up and down from inside her cunt to her clit while my fingers moved in and out as deep as they could go. Her juices were now flowing like Niagra Falls, coating my face, hands and arm, running down the crack to her ass, collecting in that little bud of her back door and drenching a widening spot on the bed. 

She was having orgasm after orgasm until the big one came, screaming and thrashing as her body tensed then pulsed and contracted around my hand and tongue. Sucking all her juices and lapping up all I could find she continued to twitch as streams of nectar drained out of her. Grabbing my head she gently guided my head up to her face where she started to kiss me, sucking her juices from all over my face. Watching the smile on her face I asked if she was sill upset with me cuming in her mouth. Not saying anything she simply reached down and started to rub my rock hard cock again as I played with her tit. Getting our drinks she laid on her back and started to play with her pussy and tits again. 

Walking back it became clear that I was ready to go again, my cock was sticking straight out and hard as a rock. Rolling on her side she slipped her mouth around it and ran her tongue up and down the underside of my shaft. Slipping my drink under her breast I dipped her nipple in the glass, bent down and started to suck the alcohol from her tit. Not to be undone she took her glass and tried to stick my ram rod in it. Settling for speed she pored a small mount on my member and licked it off, letting her tongue run all over my balls catching the drops that had escaped. Taking our glasses away I laid down beside her and we continued to play with each other. As she played with my cock, rubbing her hands up and down the shaft I caressed her breast and kneeded her ass. Running a finger down her crack from the back I played with her little rear hole and slid it into her pussy over and over again. 

She was getting wetter and wetter, finally rolling on top of me and rubbing her pussy lips up and down on my cock. Raising herself up on her hands she placed her cunt over my cock and dropped down on top of me, taking my entire shaft in one move. I was in heaven feeling all 7+" sliding in and out of her tight wet hot pussy, feeling the head hitting the bottom of her vagina as she shivered with pleasure. Pulling her face to me we started to kiss as passionately as we had at the beginning of the evening. My hands returned to play with her ass cheeks as she moved up and down on my cock, juices running out of her in rivers. I started to play with her ass hole, running circles around the outside and the more I played with it the more aroused she became. Sliding my finger into the back of her pussy as my cock moved in and out it was coated in juices in an instant. Moving back to her rear door I started to move in and out and in time with my cock. 

Keeping my hand in one place she pushed back, letting my finger slip inside her ass. Moving around slowly her sphincter opened up and let my entire finger slip inside. Rubbing her ass I could feel my cock slide in and out of her pussy through the thin membrane separating them. As I rubbed the inside of her ass in time to her moving my cock in and out of her pussy we hit a speed that started her juices to literally gush from her. Faster and faster we moved until I could feel her start to clench her pussy muscles and cum in another intense orgasm. This pushed me over the edge and I started to cum again shooting streams of my seed deep into her pussy as I matched my cock strokes with my finger in her ass. She collapsed on top of me, I removed my finger from her ass and eventually my cock slipped from her pussy, letting more of her juices mixed with my cum drain out of her all over me. We were both so drained, contented and satisfied that we just laid there in each others arms. Looking over at the clock I realized that is was after 1 A.M. and we had missed not only dinner but the movie. 

Asking her if she was hungry she responded that she was but not for food, Indicating that she could do with another cum sandwich if I was up for it. I did not think I could make it to work the next morning and suggested a rain check until the next night. She recognized the value of getting some sleep and agreed that we should continue the next day after work. Getting dressed I tucked her into bed, kissed her deeply again and let myself out of her room. Driving home I could smell her on me, that sweet smell of great sex. I wondered how I could keep that sent on me all day but knew that I would need to shower before going back to work. We continued to see each other for the time she was in town and had many more adventures but they are for other stories.



My First Night With Kate



I had known all along she was a lesbian, had been her whole life. Unlike any others I had known, she had never been with a man before, or had any desire to. She knew I was questioning...and hadn't had much experience. We were staying together for a while and ended up sharing the bed, in completely platonic terms of course. During the first week, nothing happened. While watching movies, I'd lay down with my head on her lap and she'd rub my back or something, but nothing sexual. And then one night in bed we lay next to each other and I played with her gorgeous hair. I love rubbing her head and twirling the hair in her fingers. 

Kate cuddled up next to me, and sighed. She took off her shirt, to reveal her full bra she wears. Not sure if she was making a move, I slowly began to massage down her shoulders and arms. Her skin was so warm and soft. I slowly massaged her torso, running my fingers erotically down her sides. She was so beautiful. While I had the nerve, I asked her to sit up, so I could take off her bra. I rubbed down her back and as she laid down and then began to rub her stomach. My hands moved all her chest pressing lightly and massaging deeply. Finally I took one of her beautiful breasts in my hands and squeezed it in my fingers. She let out a moan and I watcher her nipples grow harder and harder. She reached over to me and began rubbing under my shirt, pulling at my breasts. 

I laid back for a moment, enjoying her cool hands on my warm skin. I was growing wetting and wetter as she moved her around my breasts and then playfully down my sides. I leaned over and began to rub her tummy again and started to reach my way down below her panties. At first I teased her, just getting my fingers under the elastic, then moving back up to her breasts. She closed her eyes and arched her back up and I headed back down with soft traces of my fingertips. I pulled the panties down and massaged my way back up her legs. I could smell her juices and couldn't wait to taste them. I delicately rubbed my fingers over her hair, just enough to tease her as I caressed the insides of her thighs. 

When she relaxed her body again, I started to her my fingers in her slit, feeling her wetness. I began to rub her clit, slowly at first and then faster and faster. She hips moved with the movement of mine. I loved into her eyes and asked if I could go down on her. She nodded, and I told her I had never done it before. She held my head in her hands and I kissed my way down. I sucked around her inner thighs and began to lightly kiss her pussy. She was growing wetter and arched her hips up to me. I knelt down on the side of the bed and began to lick her slit. She was so sweet tasting, I couldn't get enough of it. I pushed my tongue in and out of her as her hips bucked in time. I wanted to completely engulf her, taking in every part I could. My hands pulled and squeezed her swollen breasts while my tongue darted around her clit. 

I started focusing solely on the clit and watched her wiggle and squirm in front of me. As I started to suck, she tightened her legs around my head and pulled on my hair. She hips rocked in time with my mouth, pushing herself deeper and deeper into me. I kept sucking, rubbing my tongue as fast as I could over her clit. Her body started to shake and writhe about. I kept sucking, feeling her juices flow even greater now. When she finally relaxed again, she pulled me up to her and we kissed a deep, hard kiss. As she laid in my arms I asked if I did all right. She sighed, and said "Girl, you did great." 

I petted her stomach as she told me it was her favorite spot. We laid in each others arms and drifted off to a peaceful sleep. 

This is my first story so please feel free to give any comments or suggestions for future submissions.



My First Night With Kevin Cox



His rainy sky-colored eyes shone as he looked at me. The black eyeliner he wore set off those eyes perfectly. The black lipstick made his sensual, soft, pouty lips look even sexier. I longed to spend a hot night of steamy sex with him, but as I wasn't in the least pretty, I didn't figure it was possible.

Our eyes met and he made his way over to me from across the crowded room. The partygoers seemed to part for him. He reached me. "Hey. I've been watching you look at me all night. I think you're quite beautiful, but I'm not interested in females." His husky voice sent shivers of pleasure down my spine, as did his admission of his homosexuality. 

"I promise you'll like what I want to do to you... " I said, my blue eyes shining with hope. 

"I'm sure I would, but... well, maybe... do you suck cock?" he asked.

"Yes," I said matter-of-factly. He took my hand and led me down the hall of the old mansion we were attending a party at. The room was decorated with black and red silk things, as was the bed dressed with it. He sat down on a black chair and beckoned me over to him. 

"You'll have to turn me on if you want my cock," he said. I began to remove my clothes, hoping my curvy body, ample breasts, and freshly shaved pussy would do something for him. His eyes shone and I saw a growing bulge in his pants.

"Not interested in females, eh?" I asked.

"I... I... " he stammered, "you're... fucking wow! Come here," he said. I sauntered over to him, my hips swaying naturally, my 4'9 frame being carried gracefully. He took me in his arms and sat me on his lap. I could feel his covered cock pressing against my pussy and I became aroused. He ran his fingers through my long black hair and kissed me. Electricity shot through me as his hot tongue found mine. His hands went to fondle my large breasts and I arched against him. He nibbled my bottom lip and ground his erection against my dripping pussy. A small moan escaped my lips. "I want you," he whispered in my ear. I shuddered, so glad to hear those words.

I stood up and knelt down in front of him. He undid his baggy pants for me and his huge cock sprang out. I smiled wickedly and devoured all 11 inches of the thick thing. His mouth gaped open as I slid his cock in and out of my hot mouth. His eyes rolled a little as I applied suction. "Oh that feels goooood... What's your name?" he asked. 

I popped his dick out of my eager mouth just long enough to say, "Shadow."

"Mmmm, Shadow," he moaned as he ran his fingers through my hair, "I'm glad you were eyeing me earlier. I think I may fall in love with you here," he said. I hoped he would so I could have him any time I wanted. His leg muscles tensed and his grip tightened on my head. I sensed he was about to come. I sucked faster and harder and finally he unloaded his hot come into my mouth. He groaned, "It's MY turn now, my sweet."

He lifted my small body up and laid me down on the bed. I spread my legs for him as he knelt down in front of me. His hot tongue plunged into my pussy and I propped my legs up on his broad shoulders to lay back and enjoy. His deft tongue explored the folds of my pussy and I writhed in ecstasy. "Now tell me what your name is," I managed to moan.

"Kevin," he said, still licking me. His hands went up to massage my breasts and I moaned his name, urging him to fuck me. "You want this dick, don't you, baby?"

"Yes," I hissed.

He got up and pulled off his clothes. I marveled at his rock hard cock. He settled his body atop mine and slowly slid his dick into my tight pussy. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he moved in and out, making me moan with each deep thrust. He licked and nibbled on my neck, making me wild. "Harder!" I moaned. He complied with my urgent request and fucked me harder, slamming into me and pulling back out ever so slowly, just to thrust into me again. I clawed his back as we fucked, ecstasy rising inside of me. 

He quickened his pace and my moans became screams of pleasure as orgasm threw itself upon me. My body shook for a good ten seconds before Kevin kissed me passionately and announced he was going to come. I squeezed my legs around him and cried out his name once again. He unleashed a torrent of hot come into me and collapsed on top of me with one final whisper, "I love you... "



My First Night With My Master



As Master requested, i shaved myself, and took a bath. Now i'm wearing a short flimsy summer dress, blue, with thin straps across my shoulders, and Master has decided to tie me up, my hands in the air above me, strapped to the ceiling; i'm helpless.

It's my first night at Master's house, and i'm so excited. my little cock is so hard, but it's tied up tightly between my thighs so i look like a real bitch.

Master comes over to me and i can already smell His cock, and i want it inside me. But i'm just a cunt and must wait for Master to make such decisions.

Master has a knife and he rubs the blunt edge against my throat, making me remember that i am His and that He could slit my throat if He liked. i know this is true and i only bow my head to Master as a gesture that i know He is my Lord and Master.

i have only known Master for a short time and i know i must still prove that that this dirty litle slut is worthy to belong to Master. i know that if i'm not worthy Master could throw me away with the garbage right now. But i know i can be a worthy cunt to my Master and i plan to prove it.

Master already has one cunt under His guidance, a woman, with real tits and a real pussy, and i know that i belong to her as well as my Master. i know that while Master's satisfaction comes first, his number one cunt's satisfaction comes next, and my satisfaction is of no consequence.

But of course (and my spine tingles as i remember this,) my satisfaction comes from my satisfying my Master, whatever it takes.

Master slides His blade across my dress's shoulder straps and it falls to the ground. As Master requested, i am underwear-less. Master stares at my tiny boy-tits, standing hard for my Master. His eyes move down to my crotch.

It looks like a pussy. Of course it does, because my tiny cock is tied up tightly between my thighs, hidden from view. Though, it sticks out like a big clit at the back.

Master rubs His middle finger across my hairy flat crotch. i tingle with delight.

And coo spontaneously with pleasure. Master's palm finds its way across my face as he reminds me i should be silent. After i scream in pain like the bitch i am, i decide to keep my mouth tightly shut.

Master walks around to behind me. He grabs hold of my pathetic little penis with His fingers and pulls it back, so it's as well hidden from the front view as possible. It hurts but i remain silent.

Master strips off and takes a seat in front of me. His number one cunt, a real woman, appears. she is naked, with only a butt plug, and a dildo pushed up her cunt. she is beautiful and at that moment i wish i am her, Master's number one cunt, a real woman.

Master has ordered her to whip me, and she complies willingly. Standing behind me with a thick belt in her hand she begins. i scream as the first lash cracks across my arse. Master rises and walks to me. His hand again finds it's way across my face as He reminds me to be silent. He says He doesn't wish to get up again.

A tear drips down my face even before my treatment has really begun. As the second lash cracks across my bottom, i struggle to remain silent, but i do. Eighteen lashes later my face is wet with tears. i tried my best to remain silent but of course i couldn't, especially with this being my first session, and Master realizes i need time to get used to it, but i still shiver, knowing i didn't remain silent as Master had requested.

His bitch walks over to Him, gets on her knees and starts sucking Master's magnificent cock. i so wish i were her, and my little cock gets so hard. But it's tied up bet my thighs and it aches horribly. i wish it were loose right now but know better not to ask. i must suffer for my inadequacy, ie. my pathetic cock which forces me to be a cunt and not a man, like Master.

Master stares at me while His bitch sucks his cock and balls. i want to stare back into Master's eyes but i instead focus on Master's fantastic prick and sack, wishing i were the one pleasuring them.

Master is about to come, i know it. And my spine tingles again. i wait for the explosion into the cunt's mouth. But suddenly...

Master's open palm strikes His cunt, flinging her across the room. she knows it's Her Master's wish and after a short scream she quickly recovers and bows in front of Master.

Master rises and walks to me. i'm excited but scared, scared of the violence, but so excited that Master is paying attention to me.

He is in front of me, my eyes on His upright cock, my arms tightly bound above me. my mouth waters for Master's magnificent manhood, but i know i'm not yet worthy to touch Master upon His splendour.

Master surprises me though by blessing me with His touch, across my ass, across my restrained little penis. i tingle with delight.

then His finger enters my tight asshole, my virgin asshole, and i close my eyes. But i open them to see Master take His cock in His other hand and He strokes His huge cock while He fucks my asshole with his finger.

i can't believe i'm so lucky. Master's hand, as big as it is, only covers a third of His cock as He wanks Himself while a thick finger punishes my virgin asshole. i feel so blessed and tears roll down my face as i thank my Master for this honour.

Finally my Master comes a whole big load of cum. Some of it reaches my waiting skin, but mostly it lands on the floor in front of me. Master moans in pleasure and i moan knowing i'm a part of Master's pleasure.

Master withdraws His finger from my bum, and He walks behind me.

The sudden release of the ropes above me lets me fall to the floor. "Suck it all up, cunt, " says Master. He doesn't need to repeat Himself as i dive down and start lapping up Master's jism from the floor.

From the corner of my eye i can see Master's number one cunt watching me in envy as she is denied this incredible honour of licking up Master's cum from the floor. i feel some sympathy for her, but am glad to be the one with this honour. After all, she has tasted Master's juice before; so fuck her.

But her long service record does her well as Master orders her to clean off His cock with her tongue. Oh, again i so wish to be her, but i appease myself by cleaning the floor of Master's juice. i know that someday i will also be the one to clean my Master's penis with my tongue after He has used my body for His pleasure.

All i need to care about now is that on my first night at Master's house i was able to eat and swallow my Master's precious cum, while it was still warm on the ground. Oh, how lucky this cunt is!



My First Night with My Master



The plane was descending into Pittsburgh. I tried to sleep during the flight so I could be rested when I arrived but I was excited to see him, and nervous. So many times we had written about a visit where I would be submissive to him. I had not seen him in a long time and I missed him, I wanted him, but I was afraid at the same time. He kept hinting that he could be very cruel and I had no idea to what level. In establishing this master and slave component of our relationship, subject to switch in roles, and the level of trust required, he even made sure that no matter what happened, he wanted assurance that I would not hate him. The question asked so long ago meant that the relationship had such value to him and to me that we were ready to take the relationship to this realm, yet also terrified me in that I was not sure what he was capable of doing to me with total control of my mind and body. 

I had consulted with a friend who has been in a satisfying Master/Slave relationship for years and I saved part of an e-mail exchange with her from long ago, that this is an honor and privilege to those who give it and those who receive it. I knew that the moment I saw him he was the Master and I was his slave, and giving him that level of control and trust meant without question, and it could last the duration of the few days I was visiting or maybe only for a night or two. We had discussed various kinks we wanted to explore but there was the most mutually exclusive erotic and terrifying feelings - how much pain and humiliation could I take, and just how much did he plan to inflict, and when. He also knew my insecurities and weaknesses so I was conflicted if I was terrified more of physical pain or emotional pain. 

The plane landed and as I was walking to baggage claim I was overwhelmed by missing him and yet not sure how to react when I saw him. I waited for my luggage and I felt arms wrap around me from behind. I began to smile but realized he was burying his face under my hair and he had bitten the back of my neck, and hard. It was startling - should I even say hello? My bag arrived and I grabbed it and he took it from me (always a gentleman). I looked at him and gave him a nervous smile. He smiled back and he appeared genuinely happy to see me and asked about the flight and began talking about how he liked living in a new city. The mind control was already starting. I was participating in a conversation verbally but my mind was in overdrive. Was this a real conversation or part of a plan to lure me into a false sense of security? The drive to his apartment did not take too long and I was talking with him and taking in a place I had never been, far away from home. 

The sexual anticipation was building. Every time I had seen him there was always such a need to fuck as soon as we reached where he was living. It was always too long between visits, the first fuck intense and fast, and time to get used to seeing each other in person again. He had worked all day and I arrived late. I thought maybe he would be tired tonight and I started to relax and focus on the first fuck, and hoping there would be a second before we fell asleep that night. This was Friday night and he could sleep in and do whatever he planned the next day. 

He had already eaten dinner by the time I arrived and I was not hungry. Everything would be fine tonight and we would fuck, talk, laugh, fuck, and he would fall asleep. I knew if nothing else, he always slept well when I was there. I knew I could get him to relax and drift away as we would hold each other all night. He never once treated me any differently than before and no mention of my being his slave. He was in person as I always knew him in person. 

We entered his apartment and no sooner was my luggage put down on the floor when he scooped me up and took me into his bedroom and laid me on the bed. We began kissing passionately and I can only say it felt more like we made love endlessly, and it was wonderful. It had been so long and it was utter ecstasy when he finally finally plunged his long thick cock inside of me. Slowly in and out, then hard and fast, then slow again. Every movement he made inside of me, every place he touched me was alive. Every nerve ending ignited as I came and the filling warm sensation as he came deep inside of me.

He stayed inside until he softened and his cock slid out, my arms and legs wrapped tightly around him as we both were sweating and panting and spent. He rolled over and laid on his back and pulled me toward him so we could hold each other. I was gently stroking his forearm, and we never spoke, just too satisfied and happy to express with words. I was more relaxed than I had been in a very long time. I kept stroking his forearm slowly until I heard him begin to quietly snore. I knew he was exhausted, and so was I. Tonight would be a night of rest and who knew what tomorrow would bring. 

I laid with him for a very long time before I carefully slid out of bed and dressed and went outside to smoke. It was a warm humid evening and I was truly happy - I was with him, in a new place, and it was warm and wonderful. I went back into the apartment and went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and undressed. I opened the bathroom door and was startled as he was standing right at the doorway. He had a very angry look and told me I did not ask permission to leave the bed or go outside. I should have known better - he planned this all along. Now I was scared, terrified in a way I had never been before. I have seen him when we role played rape and the look in his eyes then still haunts and excites me. But this look was much much worse. 

I clearly disobeyed and felt stupid as I had agreed to this, but I rationalized that he was asleep and thought the roles had not begun. I knew better - I was his slave the minute the plane landed. How was I going to redeem myself to him? How could I prove that I would do anything he wished. I dropped to my knees and kissed his bare feet and licked them. He told me it was too little too late and to stay on my knees. He came back with a leather dog collar and told me to look at him. He put the collar around my neck and made it tight. He told me I would wear that collar until he told me I could take it off. He left again and came back with a dog leash. He clicked it onto the collar and ordered me onto my hands and knees. He jerked the leash and made me follow him, crawling on all fours. He walked me naked through every square inch of the apartment. When I was on carpeting he would jerk harder and walk faster and I could feel rug burns on my knees. 

Finally we ended up back in the bedroom and he ordered me onto the bed. He put the handle of the leash on the metal bed post. The entire bed was a metal frame. He ordered me to roll over onto my back and he pulled out four leather straps and chains. He put the straps on my wrists behind my back, yanking them up as he put each one on. I knew he could easily break my wrists if he wanted to but I was too terrified to say anything, even to ask that he not break any bones. He attached a chain between the two leather wrist straps, then put straps on my ankles and a chain between them. There was enough slack so my legs could be spread apart, but there was barely any slack between my wrists. He told me I was so pathetic and stupid that I could not even get through the first few hours without fucking up. I was a stupid cunt and he rolled me onto my side, shoving his cock into my face and saying I would have to take that cock whenever he said, I could not cum unless he said I could, and I would not move unless he said I could. I was not to ask permission for anything and if I made any noise at all the pain would be worse. Then the humiliation - he said a younger cunt would have been better as they know how to behave. I should be grateful that I was allowed to be there. I knew it was true and I could feel the tears welling up but could not let them out. Physical pain would have been better than the mental pain. But I had to do whatever I could to prove to him I would submit to him. I wanted and needed him that badly. I also could not tell him I wanted him to hurt me - my pussy was drenched. 

He grabbed my hair and pulled me up so I was on my knees on the bed. He yanked my hair back until I though my neck would snap. He put his face onto my neck and began to kiss it, then suck it, then bite it. I started to moan with pleasure and he told me to shut up. Then he stood straight up and yanked my head forward and shoved his cock into my face. I instinctively opened my mouth and his cock was hard as a rock. I wanted it in my mouth so bad I almost started to drool. He held my hair with a fist and held his cock with his other hand and would move it around my open lips and start to slip it into my mouth, then pull back. He said he should get someone better to suck his cock but I would have to do. Then he shoved his cock into my mouth and used his free hand to grab more of my hair. He was grabbing my hair so tight and forcing my face forward and he was thrusting his cock into my mouth. He kept plunging it in harder and faster and I felt the tears running down my face, sniffing to keep my nose from running, gagging as his cock went deep into my throat, the tightness of the collar, difficulty breathing, and yet my pussy juices were dripping down my leg. 

I knew he did not cum easily from having his cock sucked and it had not been that long since he came from fucking me. He caught me looking at the clock by his bed and grabbed my hair harder and said I would not look again and he would stop when he felt like it. My jaw was sore, my lips were getting raw, and when he finally pulled back I snuck a glance and he had been fucking my face for half an hour. 

He walked over to the dresser and pulled out a gag and a blindfold. He said he told me not to look at the clock and yet I did it again. I thought for sure he did not see me sneak the second glance. How fucking stupid that I would disobey even the smallest of orders. He put the blindfold on me and the gag, then I heard him snap a picture of me, still on my knees. He told me to lay down on the bed, he would be back in a while and to rest a bit, and turned out the lights. I could not see anything as I tried to angle myself onto the bed - blindfolded, gagged, leashed to the bed, with ankles and wrists cuffed and chained. What was he going to do with that picture and what was he going to do next. I did as I was told, but I did not rest. I was scared and yet more horny than I had ever been in my life. 

No idea how much time had passed - an eternity? I knew it was very late but I heard a knock at the door. I could hear another voice and it was clearly male. Then the door to the bedroom opened and I could at least tell that the light was turned on. He told me to get back on my knees. I heard this other man ask if I was the cunt he was going to use. He told him to do whatever he wanted with me. I could hear this man unzipping his pants and he pulled down the gag and forced his cock into my mouth. I did not resist, even though my jaw was sore. I opened my mouth and this man grabbed my hair and began fucking my face. Then he stopped and said he was going to cum too fast. I think he began undressing and confirmed with my master that he could do whatever he wanted, and my master told him he could. 

I have no idea who this man was but I do not think my Master knew him either. Oh God, I realized what he must have done to get someone over so shortly. He had to have used the pic and placed a CL ad! How else could he get someone over so quickly and who knew who this man was? He kept calling me a cunt and he shoved me onto my stomach. He said he wanted my ass but I wanted to save my ass for my Master! If he fucked it then it would be sore and raw, but I could not speak with the gag, and I could not make a noise. All I could tell was he at least put lube on and a condom. He began fucking my ass hard and it was getting sore already. He came fast and rolled me onto my side and slid his cock under my nose and told me to smell my ass. He told me his cock stank and he should have just stayed home. 

I could hear him dressing and the light went out and the door to the bedroom shut again. Laying there, I began to feel the tears coming as my ass hurt, my shoulders hurt from being cuffed behind my back, and being fucked by someone I never even saw. Plus I had to lay there and wait and I had no idea how long, and I had to use the bathroom. I could not ask as the gag had been put back in my mouth and Master was too far away.

He finally came back into the bedroom and flipped on the light. He told me I was a good whore for fucking a stranger but I was not done proving myself. He began smacking my ass, over and over, and asking if I could be trusted to take the gag off. I shook my head yes. He began smacking my ass and asked if I was going to do anything else without asking first. I shook my head no. He grabbed my arms and said that if I disobeyed in any way I would suffer, or he would put me on a plane and send me home. He told me again that he should have picked someone younger but this was my last chance to prove myself to him. He removed the gag and I asked if I could have permission to use the bathroom. He told me no, not until he was done with me. 

He then rolled me onto my stomach and pulled my ass up. He plunged his cock into my ass hard. It burned so badly and was so sore from the other guy. I almost cried out in pain but I caught myself and held it in. He was fucking my ass so hard and he was grabbing my arms and digging his nails into them. I could not see anything but I knew they were bruising and I knew my ass was bruising. He fucked harder and harder and faster and faster, and he reached under me and pinched my nipples so hard I thought I would scream. I knew he was going to cum and as he got closer he grabbed my tits so hard and was squeezing them so hard and pinching not just my nipples but every part of my tits that he could. Then with one hand he grabbed my neck just below the collar and was choking me. I was struggling to get air and I could feel myself starting to black out when he finally came and let go. 

He pulled out and I could feel his sweat dripping on my back. My body ached in so many places and my ass was so raw and sore, my bladder ready to explode, but my pussy was dripping wet. He pulled off the blind fold and he uncuffed my wrists and legs. My shoulders were in agony from being cuffed. I looked at my arms and there were bruises forming and blood from his nails. He took the leash off the bedpost and told me to stand up. My legs were shaking badly and my bladder so full I could not stand up straight. He walked me into the bathroom and told me to lay down in the tub. I asked if I could use the toilet first and he said no. I laid down in the tub and I could not help it - my bladder let loose and I pissed all over myself in the tub. Then he stood over me and grabbed his cock and began pissing on my face and body. Searing pain was all over every place that had been bitten, pinched, grabbed, or had blood. 

When he finished he told me to cum. I began touching my clit and with just the slightest touch I came hard, throbbing, and came again. He stood and looked at me and smiled. He took the leash off and washed it in the sink then cleaned his cock. He told me to shower and come to bed. I turned on the shower and stood up, my whole body shaking, I was crying as the water hit my body, and hoping he could not hear me cry. Once I was clean I toweled off and sat on top of the toilet. I looked in the mirror and could see bruising on my neck below the collar. My tits were covered in bruises, as my arms were and I turned around and my ass was still red from where he was spanking and smacking me. I looked like a battered woman wearing a dog collar. 

I wiped the tears away, and composed myself and walked into the bedroom. He was laying on the bed and he opened his arms and smiled at me. I climbed into bed into his arms and I could not help myself - I began to cry. He gently caressed my hair and then held me in his arms. He told me I had taken more than he thought I could and I had proven myself his slave. I cried harder as after all - that was what I really wanted. I wanted to please him and prove myself worthy of him. He told me to sleep well as tomorrow I would have a special reward. He was going to let me fuck as many men as I wanted, and I could choose them, and he would watch and play. I looked at him and smiled and we kissed and we slept until late the next morning. I woke when he was sliding his cock into my pussy. I smiled and moaned in delight. The best way to wake up and start a day with my Master. 



My First Night With Rajesh



My life has been completely metamorphosed with him, he made me a woman. He is the first man to have been able to make me feel as a goddess between his arms. Always being so delicate and caring, covering me with flowers, kisses, caresses and tenderness while being he the perfect gorgeous and attractive male any girl would like to hug tightly against her naked chest.

I must also confess that sex is more than sex with him, sex is... heaven. Between his arms sex means love, sex means melting, sex means passion and pure bliss. He opens to me fields of sensuality, helps me to climb peak of eroticism, swimming through rivers of juices and sailing on seas of ecstasy.

Making love with him is a new adventure, a new experience, a new pleasure, a new discovery of my inner self, a new tight sweet link between us, a new overflowing wave of passion, of love. It is a pleasure to make love with him at any time, in any places and in any positions and always with the same ardor, with the same desire to melt, to crash into each other, closer, tighter, deeper, again and again and again... Hmmm... How I love him. I love him! I do love him so much, so passionately, so entirely. 

After we exchanged our hearts we met oftentimes. We met on public places at first, until we felt comfortable enough to move to private place.

We decided to drive to a desolated sea beach far away from any locality so that we were alone there and we could behave as freely as we would like no matter to decency or all civilization's morals. 

We drove straightway in a car to an estuary where river Subarnarekha meets with Bay of Bengal and reached there in the night. 

The sky was blue with white and fluffy clouds, full of stars. The atmosphere was quite. The night air was pleasant, cool and slightly moist. The moonlight fairly illuminated the entire area. 

We were both relaxed and lost in thought, enjoying the atmosphere and being together.

He blew me a light kiss on my neck and his lips were like feathers. A shiver of pleasure ran along my spine. A second kiss, as sweet and ethereal as the first one, landed on my lips. I closed my eyes. He did not touch my body with his hands; he just kissed me tenderly on my neck, my lips and my shoulders. I began to relax but still tensed. Did I really want this or more from him?

He cuddled me closely under the moonlit night sky, sparkling with millions of little stars, like a big velvet cloth sprinkled with diamonds. I felt his arms holding me so tightly and so lovingly, keeping me warm. My body thrilled in his embrace. 

With one of his hands, he gently touched my face and ran his fingers through my soft hair. His finger tips encircled a few strands of my hair. His fingers then tenderly moved from my hair and down towards my chin. With them on my chin, he softly moved my head around so that I was facing him, see his eyes. I stared deeply into his eyes for a few silent loving, deep moments, before closing them to the feel of his warm, moist lips upon my own. 

His tongue licked softly upon my lips, tracing my lips. His soft lips brushed gently against mine as it probed into my warm mouth with his moist, soft tongue. I felt the joy uprising in my once lonely soul as we kissed deeply and lovingly. I felt his arms warped around my cold, aching body, warming it up so much and made me feel safe and loved. I felt so comfortable within his welcoming warms, so loved. My fingers ran through his hair, as we explored each other's mouths. I loved the feeling of his soft hair; it sent tantalizing electricity through me.

We kissed passionately, our lips and tongue dancing in an amorous dance of which we only could feel. His kisses felt so good, so warm, so loving. It was my addiction, his love, his kisses... I had to have more as soon as the pleasure filled my heart. We kissed more, our lips softly massaging each others, our tongues playing together in our mouths. When we finally pulled apart to breathe, he stroked my hair lightly. "Are you hot, Honey?" he asked, grinning at me. 

"A little," I teased him back. "What, what are you going to do about that?" 

"There is nobody in the beach except you and me. Tonight is our night for fantasies to become real", he exclaimed.

He appealed me to remove my top. He wanted to see my breasts. He wanted to fondle them, kiss them bare. 

Naked in open air! I blushed deeply, felt shy and hesitated a little bit. I couldn't, my mind said no, my education said no, my religious thoughts said no and my whole body said no but... my heart? My heart said... yes, said do it, said don't let his desire die. I had to do it, to accept to do it. I love him so much. 

And I did it. Yes, I did it. 

I looked around to make sure none were watching me. The beach was absolutely deserted. 

Under the full moon light I began to undress myself. I slowly unbuttoned my jacket, removed it. My hands went to my blouse, opening one button at a time. He was looking at me. I removed my blouse and then my sheer white bra. My bare breasts were in full view then, naked from the waist. My breasts attracted him, round, ample and firm, perfect breasts with brown nipples. I heard his gasp of pleasure at seeing my naked breasts.

I blushed but I did not stop. I did not want to show him my only bare breasts but I wanted to show him more, my body, my treasures and all of mine which I carefully protected until then. 

I had to be braver, the most difficult part, oh my... I slide my pants down, I felt so exposed under that moon light, under the sliver chandeliers hanging from the sky, in full view of him. My pants were down my thighs, I did not were any panty, my curly pussy hair shone in the bright full moon light. I slide my pants down my knees; they now lay at my ankles. I stepped out one foot; I knew that this was my first symbolic step to my naked display to him. I still hesitated but I stepped out the other one. Done! I am fully naked now, defenseless. 

The moon captured my completely unclothed body as a spotlight. I stood naked. I was fully offered to Nature, offered to Love, offered to Him.

I looked at him shyly, smilingly. I saw his eyes focused on mine, looking over the curves of my naked body. 

"Wow, sweet heart! You look incredible! You are beautiful like angel from the haven. You are even lovelier than I imagined. My sweet darling, you have a beautiful sensual body!" He admired. 

I blushed at the compliment but at the same time was proud to have dared to do it.

I blew a kiss to him and raised my arms proudly to the sky to better enhance and show him my naked breasts, my whole nude body. He looked at me with love and desire melted.

"Happy?"

"Oh thank you, thank you, Honey. You are so beautiful, so elegant and so sexy!"

"So, my dear, can you tell me about my next step, what you have in store for me now?"

"Before I adore your naked body, I want to see jiggling of your beautiful boobs with your movements. I want to see you dance nude."

"You naughty boy!"

"I noticed the jiggling of your breasts while playing tennis but it was covered. I noticed your cleavage while you leaned forward your body each time to receive the service. Now I want to see them real."

"But..."

"What but? I know you dance well. Isn't?"

"Yes it's true, but I require music to play to get a rhythm for my dance."

"I'm ready with every gadget."

He took out a CD player from his rucksack and looking at me with envy to enjoy my naked performance switched it on.

I started to dance with the rhythm of the music. My arms floated above my hair, my fingers flickered like snakes' tongues. I danced with whole my body, undulating my groin. My body gyrated, gyrated, shook, shook and rolled, rolled. I moved my shoulders in rhythm with my pelvis, hip circled, shoulder wobbled. Hand crawled on left breast, left hip and the curve of round buttocks and same thereafter on right breast, right hip and buttocks again. 

With the rhythm of the music I rippled of my body, turned hands over my head and jerked my breasts wildly with each movement. 

I was dancing completely nude and without any shame. I danced rhythmically with the music jiggling my breasts. I turned around and with my back to him slowly riffled my hips in a provocative motion. 

I then faced him again. I cupped my breasts, pressed together causing the large, light brown areolas to pop out. I slowly twisted my nipples between my fingers. I placed my hands on the back of my head. Moving my body closer to him, I wiggled my breasts right next to his face. He could not keep his eyes off my bosoms.

Sometimes I crawled sensuously and sometimes I lay on the ground on my back and meandered of my body in snake-like pattern. 

But I wanted to do more; I wanted to show him to the extreme, I wanted to show him how daring I could be for him.

Suddenly I slowed it all down; I was on my knees, thighs opened while arched back on my arms, head down on the ground. Every part of my hot pussy, my bulged pubic mound, swelled vaginal vulva and puffy vaginal labial lip were exposed to his eyes for the first time. I presented my hidden treasure to him, to my lover, to my nearest and dearest one. He perhaps couldn't imagine that I could go to that extent. He was mesmerized with the erotic and sensual scene. I offered him my breasts, my breasts were doing the dancing alone then and they were the only part of my body moving, breathing up and down. My pussy and breasts were so near to his hands, so near to his mouth. He didn't dare to touch me; he didn't try to take the advantage I voluntarily offered to him, he just looked and admired my dancing for him. His eyes glued to my ample breasts which were swaying nicely, to my open pussy which was exposed to him. 

The rhythm of my dance had again increased with the rhythm of the music; I didn't even know how I could do this. My hips, my pelvis and my pussy gyrated at a so high speed then.

The music stopped. He was hysteric. He clapped his hands shouting his love for me. He was clapping his hands until I stopped.

I was standing up in front of him, my naked body glistening with the sweat of the dance. 

I couldn't imagine how I performed such a sensual dance. I wanted to run. I wanted to stay. 

I ran to him and crashed passionately my body against him and melted in a passionate embrace.

He looked directly into my eyes and held my naked body in tight embrace. He enveloped my lips in a long, passionate kiss that took my breath away.

"This night I would never forget. I got more than what I wished for. You are really great my love. I never thought you would have been able to do it so."

"Did you like my performance?" 

"You did a wondrous job." 

I smiled and thanked him for the compliment.

I saw the bulge forming in the front of his trousers. I smiled coyly at him. 

He instantly looked me straight in the eye and we locked, smiling at one another. He leaned toward me slightly and we fell into another very sensual kiss. 

I unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. I cuddled him between my arms, pressed my body against him. He held me in tight embrace for a long time to feel the soft touch of my developed breasts on his bare chest. A warm sensation filled my body. Our passionate embrace seemed not ending. Out of breath and my heart full of love, I looked at his radiant face. I took his hand and placed it on my breast. I could feel the warmth of his palm on my breast. First touch of a man on my bosoms, how sensual!

His hands cupped my breasts and started to massage gently. He leaned closer to me as he massaged my breasts, kneading the soft flesh between his fingers. He drew circles around my nipples with his finger, gently pinching and twisting the nipples. My nipples became hard from all of his soft caresses. A soft murmur escaped from my lips as the pleasure started growing inside me. 

He took my arms and laid me on my back, straddling over me, holding my wrists, kissing my face with delight. My breath caught as he worked his kisses down my body. He rubbed his chin back and forth over the sensitive skin of my globes. He kissed and liked the skin of my ample breasts. His eyes began to close as his mouth closed around my nipple. He took one nipple in his mouth, lightly sucked and gently nibbled. He then went to the other. His sucking and nibbling was so pleasurable that I started to moan. 


I heard myself say, "Oh God" and then "no" but my neck arched back in surrender and I presented to him without restriction like a deer giving herself over.

His gentle lips meet mine again, and we kiss deeply, lovingly. We looked deeply in each other's eyes. After a few minutes of intense passion fueled kissing, he again moved his face down to my breasts. His tongue flicked across my left nipple before taking it into his mouth and sucking it, as while as his hand gently played with my right. He pinched my nipple between his lips, bite with his teeth and tugged gently. I could see in his face the fun that he had in doing so.

I was lying nude there in front of him, under the night sky, surrendering him. While he was caressing, sucking and pressing my breasts, I could feel my legs started to spread apart.

While one of his hands was gently massaging my breasts, the other roamed the gentle curves of my body and came to rest on my thighs. I widened my legs more offering him my waiting womanhood. I held his hand and placed it on my pubic mound. My body shivered when his hand roamed around my bulged pubic mound and the puffy vaginal lips. My sex met the first touch of a man.

My legs parted more and I arched towards him, anxious for his hunt. He begun to ran his fingers along length of my pussy crack, up and down. His finger found my clit, began to circle it, lightly, slowly increasing his pressure. I felt my wetness intensified as his gentle touch kept on stroking my clit. I moan out my pleasure, feeling passion and lust. I moaned, I quivered, I shook, shouting my orgasm to the sky.

He slipped first one, then two and finally three fingers into my already dripping hole. He continued thrusting his fingers in and out until I climaxed and wetted his fingers with my juices.

"I know you'll love this, Honey," he smiled at me before he dropped his mouth upon my face.

He tongued my ear lobes... my cheeks... my lips... my breasts... my nipples... my belly... my bellybutton. His tongue approached downwards to my vaginal region. His tongue brushed across my groin... my thighs... my bulged labia... my puffy inner lips... touched my swallowed clitoris and rested there for a while. A squeal of pleasure escaped from my throat as I felt his tongue flickered and caressed across my clit, circling it. The pleasure was so intense; my wetness was so much... I started to breathe heavily. I responded to his play, thrusting my pussy at him. I felt him lick all around my button, my dripping pussy, my wetness... licking everywhere, licking every little nook and cranny that his tongue could reach, making me feel so good, so intense, the pleasure filled my body so much that I could not stand it. 

Shuddering, moving, twitching my body, I moaned loudly, feeling his tongue invade my hole and lick faster and faster. As I felt the intense warmness of the climax nearing, I gasped out. Soon I felt a sudden blast of pleasure as the explosion, fueled by my own passion, carried from my clit and radiated all across my body. He brought me to an explosive climax once more with his mouth. A relaxed haze gently washed upon my body after the pleasure subsided, and I lay there, my eyes closed, covered with sweat and my own juices and exhausted.

I felt so hot, I felt so desirable, I felt so female. I kept my eyes shut enjoying the pleasure he gave me. I knew he was looking at me, enjoying my pleasured naked beauty. 

When I finally opened my eyes, I saw his nude figure kneeling next to me, his dick rock hard and standing fully up. He had been gently stroking it, as he watched me lying naked in my haze of pleasure. I smiled at him and pulled his hands off his dick, replacing it with my own. I gently stroked it, rubbing it around its crown. His dick was big and hard, and it looked so hot and exciting. My hand slid up and down the skin of his smooth hard shaft. I got more and more horny. He watched my play with his pecker. 

I caressed his shaft delicately, circling my fingers over it. I felt that for me loves means to be also in charge, not to be only passive, I need to share, I need to touch, to press, to feel the other at the same time that I need to be taken, possessed. 

Without another thought, I laid him on his back and slowly leaning over him kissed the crown. I smiled at him, looking deeper into his eyes. I flicked my tongue across the crown and watched his reaction as I stared into his face. 

Holding his shaft in my palm, I licked it. I took his crown into my mouth and sucked it, wrapping my moist lips around it. With my hands I stroked the base as I gently sucked him. I took more of him in my mouth and felt him twitch from the pleasure. I moved my head up and down, having him go slid in and out of my moist mouth. My mouth was stuffed full of hard dick! It was hard, but velvety smooth. As it got wet with my saliva, it slid easily between my eager lips. The feeling was incredible. I really loved this! I played with his balls. After a few minutes, I slid him out of my mouth and looked at him. 

His beautiful masculine cock, his nice muscular chest and his chiseled body made me wet.

"I want you now." 

With that, I lie back down on the ground and spread my legs apart, still glistening and wet from the orgasm I had before, my wetness dripping down onto the ground, where a puddle had been forming. 

"I want you now, please enter me." 

He looked at my eye. He took time. I observed his hesitancy.

"What happens to you? Is there any problem?"

"No problem as such. Let us keep it pending for another occasion." 

"No I want it now, I am hungering for it." 

"Honey, are you protected? If I do what you desire, is there not any risk?

"Yes I'm well protected. Don't worry, nothing will happen. I am eagerly waiting to make you love with me, holding me, watching me, teasing me, seducing me and above all pleasuring me."

He came out from all of his hesitation and sat between my thighs. Leaning over me, he brought his face to mine and kissed on my lips lovingly. I could see his gorgeous sex swinging slowly between his thighs, and I knew that this sex will soon be buried deeply and powerfully into my fully offered pussy. 

We did not speak. His kisses were going down my body, little by little. He kissed the upper part of my breasts. I could feel his hot breath on my nipples as his lips started circling in turn my fully erect nipples. He sucked them gently, one after another. I moaned. He gripped my nipples with his teeth and gave a gentle bite. I moan louder. The tip of his tongue then circled my navel, followed by his tender lips. I moaned and squirmed. I myself fully offered me to his lips and tongue, to his caresses, to his sex and he knew it. It was a wonderful feeling.

He once more held my breasts with his hands, fondled them, pinched nipples, tugged them. 

Finally the moment came. The moment for which I was waiting thirstily. The moment when I would feel the test of real flesh in my moist canal. 

He positioned himself over me and I lifted my hips to meet him. 

His swelled saliva and precum slicked glossy hard shaft touched my genitalia for the first time. He took his time, just brushing the tip of his hard shaft all along the length of my outer pussy lips. He parted my inner pussy lips and brushed the head of his sex between them, wetting his crown with my juices. The pressure of his sex against my lips was incredibly rousing. He tried to enter me but he did not locate the right point throughout the length of my long narrow opening. He was so novice. I stared at his face and smiled. He felt a bit nervous. I held his cock and placed the head at my entrance. Soon I felt the slight pressure and his crown entered me. I pulled my knees up and began to grip his erection with my soft mussels as he slowly slid further and further into me. My fingers clawed across his back, a lust for him consuming me. 




My First Night With Rajesh



The pressure of his sex against my lips, against my clitoris, against my velvety mussels was so smooth and so incredibly erotic and so arousing that I moaned out loud. My hips knowingly worked towards him. I felt him filling me, my pussy drenched, squeezing around his member. He felt so good in me. My eyes were burning with desire... with passion... with lust...

He started to penetrate me, slowly, powerfully pushing himself in deeper and deeper inside me, my pussy hole stretched apart with his bigness. He pushed harder until I felt his entire dick buried itself deep inside me, his crown kissed my cervix and his balls slapped against my buns. I felt completely filled, pinned. He slowly slid himself back until only the head was inside, and then slid it back deeply inside. He repeated it. Repeat... repeat... and repeat... With each forward stroke his supreme majesty forced, rammed, and caressed the sugary walls of my sanctuary. I screamed out my pleasure as I feel him fill me deeply. His rhythm got faster and faster, pumping his hard cock in and out of my wet tight pussy, his pubes was colliding against my groin at each forward stroke, his shaft repeatedly rubbing my clitoris at each forward and backward stroke, sending waves of pleasure across my entire body. 

I loved the force he used and the power it took, it was truly delicious. Oh this was so good, so strong, so powerful, I felt so offered, so taken, so female. My breasts swayed furiously before his eyes with each of his wild thrusts. We merged our bodies on the link of the universe.  I rotated my hips... back and forth... up and down... side to side... with his strokes. 

He pulled my legs over his shoulders which heightened our intimacy. I felt like a sex goddess. Cupping my proud young boobs with his hands, he continued to fuck me, some times slowly, some times faster, keeping me in a high state of erotic pleasure all the time. I loved every minute of it. 

"Tell me you love it, you enjoy it, you like it", he whispered between thrusts.

"Yes, Yes, I love it, I enjoy it, I like it, I love you", I gasped.

It was so good to feel, so arousing, I climaxed, jerking against his offered hard sex. His stroke was powerfully, his penetration was deep. He was so male, so strong, so... a new wave of pleasure, stronger, bigger, overwhelmed me. I lost control; he grasped me as I could hear his moan. A crescendo of tingling electric shocks centered inside of me, running down the inside of my legs, the soles of my feet and the tips of my breasts. I cupped my own tits and twisted my hard erect nipples!

As he thrust against me, driving deep inside, I reached to take his balls in my hand, squeezing them tenderly, rubbing and massaging them, almost worshipping them as I watched the passion burn in his eyes. My play sent him deeper and harder into me, his body trembling and I felt his need for release building, and he took a nipple between his teeth biting gently, pulling and sucking until my body flashes with uncontrollable sparks as he took me over the edge again. 

He pulled back his cock and reinserted all the way into my pussy with one hard push. He repeated it again and again. He continued to ram into me violently until his dick started throbbing inside my vaginal orifice with sexual excitement. A wonderful feeling!

My climax began to peek and I begun to moan with almost each breath, my breasts bouncing within inches from his face. My pussy started to convulsed uncontrollably contracting and releasing around his cock, milking it, I looked into his eyes and said, "I want to feel you cum inside me."

He buried his cock deep in my pussy and I lifted my ass up off the ground and we seemed to be hanging there in air supported by my shoulders, neck head and feet! I felt spasm of his cock inside my pussy. His cock exploded. He came in a wild frenzy. I could feel his warm gooey sperm splashed deep inside me... filing me up, making me a complete woman. It was incredible.

I looked at him with love and I could see all the love he had also for me in his eyes. I smiled at him as I felt his cum jet deep inside me. He leaned forward pressing his chest against my soft bare breasts. He kissed me once again. No words needed, our naked souls were telling each other through our gazes all that was needed.

He collapsed in exhaustion on top of me, his cock still inside me, his head upon my cleavage. We cuddled our nude bodies together, still covered with sweat and juices from our passionate lovemaking. Both of our chests were heaving, we were gasping for breath, our bodies soaked in sweat, the smell of our union drifting me, intoxicating me.

None of us spoke; he smiled into my eyes as he kissed me again, his fingers stroking my hair softly.

We lay there, holding each other tightly and after a few minutes he rolled on his back and brought me to lie on top of him; his hands roamed across my back and traveled its length.

I kissed him gently pulling him into my desire as we snuggled together, lying there on the ground, feeling the air blow across our nude bodies. I shivered slowly, but his warm arms around me and his skin next to mine warmed me up. Our lips fused together, tongues swirled into each other's mouths, sucking on lips, nibbling, caressing.

I turned my head around stared up into the sky dotted with tiny little crystals, sparkling and shining. 

"Isn't it beautiful?" I whispered. 

"Yes, but not as beautiful as you," he murmurs into my ear.

We lay together, still connected together, still connected as one. We were one, together and always, forever. We were not two bodies, but connected together as one, as one soul, one body. I never felt this close or connected ever before, I sigh in pleasure in his arms. 

Love, love, love, again and again, deeper and deeper, better and better. My sex was shining in the cool light of the moon, beautiful, long, hard and so smooth, oh yes, so smooth.

At the dawn when sky gradually started to brighten, the sun appearing at the horizon, far end of the sea, we separated.

"You know what, Honey?" he whispered.

"What?" 

"I love you." And with that, his lips met mine once again in a lovely kiss.

We ran, entirely naked, on the sand towards the sea. A light breeze brushed my long hair that flew gently; I could feel its delicate caress through my pussy hair and my erect nipples. We ran, hand in hand. My hips rolled in harmony with the sway of my breasts. The pressure of his hand in mine told me how pleased he was. We dove in the welcoming freshness of the water and swam. We swam together in silence, in rhythm, in harmony. I jumped and danced in the waves, splashing water to the sky like a child. My body was freely caressed by the rolling waves, my breasts danced with ebb and flow. I felt like a white and graceful swan. I felt like Eve, communing with the liquid element, feeling so female, so one with Nature. The smooth water caressed my whole body and its arousing freshness made me quiver with desire. After swimming to exhaustion, we started to move towards the sore. Once near the shore, our hands found each other again. He pulled me towards him and we melted in a passionate embrace. 

There was a huge silence on the beach when we got out of the sea. Water was dripping all along our bodies in the rising morning sun.

He took my hand and we began to walk naked together. His warm hand and strength comforted me to walk in a bare body because otherwise I would have run back to the sea with the speed of a comet to hide my nakedness. 

I could see his eyes running along my body, admiring gentle swaying my breasts and groin with each step. I felt so female, I felt so offered, so fully exposed, exposed to his eyes, offered to his desires.

We walked along the beach, taking time to stop every few steps for another kiss or embrace.

While walking he asked me, "Why you chose me? What is so special about me?"

I replied, "Well, the reason is simple. I chose you because you are YOU!!! I have never had anyone treat me the way you do. I have never had anyone just look at me and make me feel beautiful. You do that to me! You make me feel special and wanted. You mean more to me than you realize. I want you for you! I can be myself when I am with you. Thinking of you fills me with a wonderful feeling. You are simply irresistible. Every time I look at you, my heart misses a beat. You're the one who holds the key of my heart. You always say what I need to hear. Love is, what you mean to me - and you mean everything. You are my theme for a dream."