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Beautiful View

By: FeJuggler



Maria crouched silently against the chimney, one foot easily bracing her weight against the steep slope of the roof. The night air was hot but a slight breeze rebounded through the woman's shadowy hiding place. One nice thing about these wealthy folks, she thought. They loved their fancy houses. The irregularly-shaped roofs offered dozens of spots where a woman with a camera could lurk totally unseen.

Moving with cautious speed, Maria slid her satchel around to her side. Two slight popping noises and the safety catch was released. From the depths of the black bag the photographer extracted a small clamp, shaped to fit over the apex of the roof. Quickly but quietly, the slim woman set the clamp against the roof and spun its dials until the device was firmly attached to the shingles. This accomplished, the nearly invisible photographer fished a lightweight camera from the satchel and snapped it into the base of the clamp. Finally, she unzipped her black vest halfway and reached inside for the lens. Its rough, textured casing scraped against the flesh of her breast as she pulled away the velcro straps which held the equipment to her vest. Licking her lips and smiling, Maria re-zipped the vest and gingerly put the lens in place. The device was the most delicate part of her equipment, containing a light intensifier as well as the powerful telescope. Maria definitely didn't want to chase it two stories to the ground.

Straddling the crux of the roof, Maria leaned forward and scooted her rear back until she was lying nearly horizontal. A quick look in the view finder showed that the couple next door had started early. She swore softly, one eye glinting off the weak light of the street light. The people at 5181 Ridgeway were her favorite subjects; she hated to miss any part of their performance. Sitting up, Maria quickly plugged two small wires into the camera. The first led to a small rubber cup which fitted perfectly over one eye and was held on by an elastic strap. The second was a remote shutter release. Smiling as the couple swam into focus, Maria leaned back and made herself comfortable against the chimney.

The blonde woman was already tied to the bed, face down and spread-eagled. She was nude, of course. Maria had never seen her with clothes still on. Towering over the bed was her husband, his erection looking almost as long as the flexible ends of his cat o' nine tails. He walked casually alongside the bed, trailing the ends of the whip against the trembling blonde's back.

Without warning, the cat cut through the air and smacked against the woman's quivering buttocks. Maria jumped herself, mirroring the bound wife. The camera whirred quietly. The whip moved aside and Maria snapped a few more frames of the reddened ass in the center of her view finder. Her only regret was the lack of sound.

The cat swung again, twice, and bright red lines appeared across the backs of the woman's thighs. The husband was obviously breathing hard; his free hand was pumping at his enormous cock. Maria, knowing the couple's routine, was disappointed. They'd started far earlier tonight than she'd expected. 

The whip rose and fell three more times and the captive's beautiful ass was nearly glowing. A warm breeze brushed against the skin of Maria's neck and face. She wondered idly how warm her unknown subject's skin was by now. The man, however, didn't care. His cat lay abandoned on the floor, dropped in favor of his more personal tool. Moving quickly to the head of the bed, he was soon shooting milky streams of semen into his wife's hair. Maria's camera recorded the event gleefully, zipping through the roll of film. 

When he was finished, the husband let out a deep breath and closed his eyes momentarily. His wife was grinding her pelvis against the bed frantically, trying vainly to stimulate her clit against the smooth sheets. Erection gone, the man quickly found a large, knobbed vibrator and slid it into his wife with one fluid motion. She tensed abruptly as the machine thrust into her body, then began undulating her hips rhythmically. After flipping the small device on, the husband disappeared from the bedroom. 

Maria pulled the eyepiece from her head, knowing that the performance was pretty much over for at least an hour or two. People were predictable, she'd learned. They might experiment every once in a while, but sooner or later they returned to their old sexual routines. Maria pulled a wide swath of black cloth across her nose and mouth as she prepared to depart. Always cautious, the mask would help prevent identification in the event someone caught a glimpse of her. Less than three minutes later the camera and accoutrements were returned to the satchel. Except for the lens, which was snuggled against her abdomen protectively. This accomplished, Maria reached inside her bra and teased one stiff nipple before closing her vest and descending from the roof like a voyeuristic angel.

* * * * * 

"Private World Publications," said the voice on the phone.

"Doug Frazier, please," Maria requested. She reclined on the plush couch in her robe, revelling in the heat of the afternoon sun on her bare legs. Spread out across her lap were copies of her work from last week -- three small booklets.

"May I ask who's calling?"

"No." The dark-haired photographer was sure she detected a sigh from the secretary before she was placed on hold.

Doug's deep voice clicked on after a slight delay. "About time, Maria," he grumbled.

"How'd you know it was me?" asked Maria, smiling at the ritual greeting.

"'Cause you're the only one I know too rude to give your name!"

"I've got something for you to make up for it. Twenty-two somethings, as a matter of fact."

"Good. When are you going to come down here and wrap those beautiful legs around my head?"

"When I'm ready to break your neck," Maria answered.

Doug coughed and Maria heard the sound of a lighter being sparked. "Worth a try. I've got a special request for you, if you're working tonight."

"Of course!" replied Maria, wiggling her butt against the rough covering of the couch. Jogging and climbing had kept the photographer's legs and ass well-muscled. "What do you need?"

"A little island work."

Maria mulled over the request for a moment. "I think I can do it," she said finally. "How urgent is it?"

"Fast as you can," was the reply.

"Hmm," said the slim brunette. "I'll try. Maybe I can get lucky tonight!" 

* * * * *

The architecture of a downtown parking structure provided one of Maria's favorite posts; the corner supporting walls were arranged in a fashion which left a perfectly shadowed alcove facing a nearby apartment building. Nestled in this hiding spot, Maria set up her equipment and gazed across the empty air, counting the windows in from the left. Sure enough, her luck was in. The three men living in that particular unit played out their Thursday night tradition every week without fail, but the blinds were often closed. Tonight, however, the living room was open to any competent peeper. Hopefully, the trio would once again satisfy their predilection with the act Doug had requested. "Island work" was the publisher's slang for what was more traditionally referred to as "Greek". Leaving her mask up, Maria zoomed in on the apartment.

Two of the three young men were already there, sitting in separate recliners with nothing on but nylon running shorts. They were good-looking figures, muscular and handsome. Maria felt a stirring between her legs as she gazed at the pair, whom she'd nicknamed Tom and Dick. Within moments their roommate strolled into the room, every bit as fit as his friends. He, of course, was Harry.

Harry had a slight Chinese girl in tow. She evidently knew her job here; without delay the girl slipped out of her clothes and knelt before Tom. Her skin was a beautiful shade of yellow and Maria quickly captured a few shots of the girl's small, jutting breasts as Tom's cock stiffened rapidly between her tiny, sucking lips. This done, the girl crawled on hands and knees to Dick's chair. With hands clasped behind her back, the little Chinese girl worked Dick's penis out of his shorts with her teeth and proceeded to bring him to life.

Harry said something at that point and the girl dropped one hand between her legs. Maria held her breath in anticipation. As she'd expected, the girl's fingers came away wet and travelled immediately to the cleft between her buttocks. Unfortunately, Dick and his consort were in profile to Maria so she couldn't get a shot of the thin finger burrowing its way into the pucker of the girl's ass. The shot was good enough for Doug's work, however, and Maria knew there would be more before the scene was finished.

All three of the young men were soon ready. The girl moved into place, kneeling in the center of the room with her back to Maria. Then, to Maria's delight, the Chinese girl rolled backward, onto her shoulders. In an impressive display of flexibility, the girl ended up with her knees resting on the floor beside her ears, ass straight up in the air. Once again, the camera was in perfect position to catch every last detail.

Identical expressions of ecstasy flashed over Tom and the girl's faces as he straddled her body and bent his knees, sliding his hard rod straight down into her cute little ass. Maria nearly moaned herself, depressing the shutter release over and over as the young man bobbed up and down. Just when Maria was sure that the girl's spine would give out, Tom raised up on his toes and pulled his cock out of her ass. The tiny Chinese's face turned from disappointment to pure lust as three large globs of sticky cum shot from Tom's dick. The first landed on the girl's inclined stomach and dripped down over her almost non-existent tits. After that, however, Tom corrected his aim and the girl's face was plastered with the creamy fluid.

Harry was just stepping into Tom's abandoned place when Maria felt the arms wrap around her stomach and shoulders. The photograph jumped reflexively and yelped. She hadn't heard anyone approach, and now she was caught.

"Hold still," whispered a reedy voice. "If you move or shout, I'll hurt you."

Maria did as directed, freezing within the intruder's grasp. She craned her neck slowly, trying to catch a glimpse of the man's face. Through the camera viewer she saw Harry thrusting in and out of the Chinese girl's ass.

"I said, hold still!" commanded Maria's captor. The hand on her stomach moved away and the woman was surprised to see an old mariner's style telescope swing up over her shoulder. The assailant peered through it, taking in the scene Maria's camera recorded.

"Nice," commented the man, putting the telescope away. "I'll warn you right now, I know who you are, I know where you live, and I know what kind of work you're doing. Do what I say, and that information doesn't need to go any further. And by the way, keep shooting. You're about to miss the second guy's cum."

Maria bent over and peeked back through the camera, whipping off another few frames as Harry exploded with an unbelievable amount of cum. The girl's face and chest were literally coated with the results of the two men's orgasms.

"What do you want?" asked Maria in a low voice. She'd pretty much given up any thoughts of escape; if the intruder had found her here, he probably did know where she lived. In the apartment, Dick plunged himself into the tender ass of the Chinese girl.

"Oh, I don't know," teased Maria's unseen captor. "You keep doing your work while I decide. And I have a gun." The last was added almost casually.

With no small amount of fear working through her stomach, Maria tried concentrating on her pictures. "You like what's going on in there?" whispered the man huskily. The photographer nodded in silence.

Before Maria could react, the drawstring on her dark work trousers was pulled loose and the garment fell in a puddle around her ankles. She began to straighten instantly but the man saw it coming. A firm hand on the back of her neck held Maria in position and a cold piece of metal brushed against the back of her thigh. 

"Last warning," hissed the man. "Keep your face on that camera!" The tip of the gun barrel snagged the waistband of Maria's panties and dragged them down.

The woman breathed deeply, staring through the view finder. There was a brief movement behind her, then, incredibly, the cheeks of her ass were being spread by calloused hands and a warm tongue swept across her tight anus. Maria moaned despite herself; she'd never felt something so intense in her life. Across the way, a sweating Dick was still driving in and out of the Chinese girl. 

The camera clicked over and over as the man's tongue brushed back and forth on Maria's asshole, stopping every once in a while to push at the tight sphincter. The photographer remained stock-still, even when her invisible lover stood up and she felt the unmistakable pressure of a cockhead against her ass. Camera abandoned momentarily, Maria reached out to brace herself against the walls of the alcove as the rod-like tool slid into her ass. 

"Don't miss that last orgasm," warned the man. He sounded smug. "Your boss might not like it if you finish early." 

Maria followed his orders, breathing hard as the cock slid in and out of her tight ass. She was just in time to capture Dick's orgasm joining that of his roommates' on the girl's face. The ring of Maria's ass squeezed convulsively around the invading cock as she watched the girl lick happily at the large accumulation of cum on her face. Then, without warning, hot streams of liquid were splashing against the inside of Maria's own backside.

Legs trembling, the photographer nearly collapsed as the spent cock withdrew from her ass. Cum began flowing from the stretched opening instantly, dripping in a sticky path down the insides of the brunette's legs. Staggering in an unsteady circle, she turned to look at her unexpected lover. The man, however, was gone.

* * * * *

"Good morning, Sunshine," came Doug's heavy voice. 

"Hi Doug," answered Maria, smiling despite herself. Her ass ached, partly from last night's unexpected attention, partly with longing for more. 

"Some damn good shots you got last night. How d'you find these people?"

"A little skill, a little luck, and a lot of patience. I'm surprised you have those developed already."

Doug's desk chair creaked in the background. "Rush job. We try to provide quality products in a timely manner, you know."

"Time, of course, being directly proportional to price."

"Of course! We can get just about any material, if the money's there for it!"

"I know," said Maria dryly. "I get a lot of the material, remember?"

"You get the best," Doug flattered. "Which reminds me, do you think you can get anything from that dungeon over on Park tonight? Those collections are going like wildfire."

"Should be able to."

"Do it, then. Anything else before I go make the perverts happy?"

Maria hesitated, not sure whether or not to tell Doug about the previous night's experience. "No," she said finally. "Nothing new."

"Gotcha. Get some good shots in for me."

* * * * *

The Dungeon on the Park, as Maria thought of it, was one of the easiest places to get pictures. The vast lawn around the sprawling estate was spotted with clumps of thick bushes and tall trees, giving a midnight photographer an abundance of hiding places. Maria took more care than usual approaching the house; she parked nearly three miles away and looked over her shoulder constantly. The inexplicable events from last night had her edgy, to say the least.

Satisfied that she was alone, Maria set up camp and zeroed in on the large bay windows at the back of the house. A slight rise in the ground provided her with a place to kneel while propping the camera on its tripod. The Mistress was entertaining a guest, it seemed. Sitting demurely in a throne-like chair, the Mistress wore crotchless leather panties and a tight leather halter. The matching boots reached up past her knees and the outfit was topped off by a fancy leather beret. Maria was captivated; she'd always thought that the Mistress's outfits looked uncomfortable, but the things she did to her slaves were intoxicating. One of them knelt at the Mistress's feet now, a buxom redhead dressed like a high school cheerleader. Her sweater was cut away to reveal her breasts, however, and a small set of nipple clamps was screwed firmly to her swelling peaks. The clips were attached by a thin gold chain, which trailed away to the Mistress's hand. The cheerleader's skirt was pinned up in the back, too, revealing a smooth ass and legs. 

Across from the Mistress, Maria could see the guest. She was an older woman, dressed in a dark blue business suit and sporting a riding crop. Her glasses seemed too big for her face; she was constantly pushing them up her nose. Chatting away with the Mistress, the guest waved the crop absently.

The conversation went on for quite some time before the Mistress suddenly yanked on her gold chain. Maria congratulated herself silently as she collected a shot of the surprised slave's nipples distending painfully. Reacting quickly, the cheerleader leaned forward and buried her head between her owner's thighs. The Mistress raised her legs over the arms of the chairs, obscuring the redhead's face from the camera's view. The back of her head was still visible though, and Maria loved the pose. Doug's customers would go nuts.

"Time to watch the little sluts be trained, huh?" whispered a voice behind Maria. Still on her knees, she began to spin around. Once again, however, the man blocked the motion.

"Keep taking your pictures," he ordered, pushing the photographer forward until she was on all fours. She obeyed without hesitation, not sure whether to be scared or elated. She was soon nude from the waist down. This time, the man also removed her mask. Maria's stomach quelled but she didn't protest.

Inside the mansion, the guest's riding crop cut through the air and whipped against the cheerleader's exposed ass. The girl jumped visibly, mashing her face harder against her trainer's cunt. At the same time, Maria felt a smooth, cool cylindrical object being pushed into her rapidly-lubricating pussy. When it was buried deep inside her, the unseen lover flipped the switch at the end of the device. Maria gasped as she was jolted by wave after wave of powerful vibrations.

"Don't neglect your work," the stalker whispered. "But if you want to get off, I suggest you run that camera with one hand."

Needing no persuasion, the photographer reached back through her legs with one hand and grasped the end of the slick vibrator. Working the machine in and out of her engorged lips, she continued to snap photos of the Mistress and her guest.

The crop had left a number of bright red rectangles on the slave's milky white ass, and it was still flailing. The Mistress's guest had pushed her skirt up past her hips and one hand was busy between her legs while the other swung the crop over and over again. Maria nearly screamed aloud as a similar instrument cracked suddenly against her own flesh. She lost her grip on the vibrator momentarily. As the warm sensation shot through the cheeks of her ass she regained the lost toy and pumped it faster in her slick cunt.

Back in the mansion, the Mistress climbed onto the seat of her chair and kneeled, facing away from her slave. The redhead, responding to the pull of the nipple clamps, spread her owner's outer lips and buttocks and began laving her from clit to asshole with her pink tongue. The riding crop continued to rain on the tender skin of the cheerleader's rump and legs, action echoed by Maria's anonymous friend. 

Soon, the combination of the vibrator in her pussy and the crop on her ass brought Maria to a shaking orgasm. She gave up on choosing her moments for pictures; instead, she hit the shutter button at random. The camera soon locked up as the film ran out, and the man behind the crop stepped around to the side of the kneeling photographer. Grasping her by the hair, he raised her head toward his crotch. Before she knew what was happening, hot jets of cum were splashing against Maria's cheek and nose. She licked out hungrily, eyes watering as a glob of the salty liquid dripped over them. The vibrator dropped to the ground, totally forgotten. 


Beautiful View



"Mmmm..." I purr as I raise my hands above my head stretching my rib cage and stomach. I feel my breasts shift upwards towards my face and jiggle slightly as I come back to rest on my back.

I can hear the swirling and breaking of the water as it crashes against the sides of the boat, the slight rocking as we move with the waves. My whole body feels warm from the sun beating down on us, behind my eyelids the light is poker hot red and I can detect a slight heartbeat behind my lids. Whenever I breathe in I can smell the sea mixed with your earthy smell and that of your cologne. I smile as I feel your foot graze my leg. Turning I open my eyes, to see you laying on your back, hands resting on your stomach. You have nothing but board shorts on and right now they're riding low on your hips, as you lay stretched out with your arms above you head.

"Beautiful view..." You comment giving me a sideways look. I smile and nod rolling onto my side and bringing my elbow up behind my ear. My breasts fall together, my nipples pointing out towards you, darkening and budding under your heated gaze. You reach out, circling your index finger around the areola, on my top breast slowly getting closer to my nipple. I shiver, as it gets harder, puckering under your touch. I feel a cheeky smile spreads across my face as I tilt my head back, letting the sun soak into my face. You catch my nipple between your fingers, squeezing it firmly as I bring my face forward again, opening my eyes to look at you. Slowly I bring my index and thumb up to my lips, sucking on them leisurely. I then trail them down my chest; to catch my other nipple, squeeze it in turn with the one you have captured. Using your free hand you push my hair away from my neck, exposing the sensitive flesh to your touch. You trace your fingers up and down my flesh, from ear lobe to shoulder, up with the pads, down with the back of your fingers. I shiver in delight, feeling your warm flesh spread heat along my skin, licking its way down my arm and towards my aching nipples.

I open my eyes, licking my lips slowly as I reach out for you, grazing my fingers against your chest. I feel the warm flesh there, slightly oily from the sunscreen; I can feel the muscles under your skin thick and solid. I spread my palm out, brushing your nipple with my pinky. Grazing it softly as I massage your chest, my fingers stretching out towards you collar bone. 

You start to tug at my nipples, rolling them as you do so. My nails dig into your chest slightly as pleasure spikes through me. I arch my back, pressing my breast forward. You open your hand, embracing the breast fully and I tilt forward, further into your palm. You sink your fingers in, cupping the tender flesh. I slide my hand up, bringing it to where your shoulder and neck meet. Rubbing my thumb up and down the columns of your neck I close my eyes, breathing in, I can smell a faint sent of myself mixed in with the salty air. I raise one of my knees, squeezing my thighs together I feel myself soaking into my bikini bottoms. You shuffle forward and drop your hand to the back of my knee. Gripping it firmly you lift it as you slip under my knee. As I feel my calf fall behind you, the slight hair on your lower back and the fabric of you board shorts tickling my skin. 

I find myself spread, open with only our swimmers between us. I can feel the bulge of your cock against me, and as you remain control of my knee you spread my leg further, pressing me more firmly against your cock. I moan, bringing my hand up to the back of your neck, I bring your lips to mine, run my tongue along the seam of your lip, parting them you open your mouth and I slip my tongue inside, brushing my tongue against yours. Slowly I travel my free hand down your length, feeling your muscles jump and flinch as I trail my hands down your body. Stopping at the waist of your board shorts, I skate my fingers lightly over the flesh there. I feel you rock your hips towards me, I slowly unlace the strings, letting my knuckles brush against your cock, and I deliberately make short tugs on the Velcro, the sound breaking our harsh breaths. You catch the back of my head and pull me in so you can kiss my throat and jaw as I finally get your board shorts open. I hear your voice catch as I slip my small hand inside, grasping your full length I pull you free. Tilting my head I let out an appreciative moan as I watch my hand stroke down the length of your cock, letting my thumb run across the tip, spreading the buds of pre cum. I slowly jerk you, feeling you shudder so close to me, your breath hot and sticky against my throat. The sun is beating down on my back where I cover you, I feel you push my hair aside bringing your lips close to my ear. 

"Your hand feels so good around my cock.." you murmur as I give you a firm squeeze. 

"Mmm.. your cock feels good in my hand love.." I comment starting to jerk your cock again, holding you firmly I focus on the head running my soft palm up and down over the head feeling my hand become sticky with your pre-cum. You bring one of your hands down, pushing your open board shorts down and kicking them off. Once you're free, you press me back slightly; with my leg over your hip you easily roll me but still keep us close, making sure I can still caress the hot flesh of your cock. I jerk you faster the head presses to the soft skin of my stomach. You bite my ear lob sucking it into your mouth. I pant softly, feeling my skin prickle with sweat. 

"Ahh yes darlin'.... Work my cock... ahhh..." you tell me, I can feel your lips brushing my ear, your breath brushing over my skin as you breath out through your nose. I moan softly feeling your pulse in my palm. I nibble my bottom lip, my eyes trained on your hard cock in my hand, helpless as I toy with it. Slowly my jerking, I take up a leisurely pace, holding firmly I slowly drag my hand down your cock watching the pre-cum bead at the end. I feel you buck into my hand, but I resist continuing my slow, tortuous pace. 

"Mmmm, your cock is just... so delicious" I comment, feeling your hand stroking my waist. I lick my lips, flicking my eyes up to yours. 

"Just... one taste?" I smirk, watching the bead of pre-cum roll down the head of your cock towards my palm. 

"Just... one... slow taste, you know... to tie me over?" I look at you, giving you my most winning smile. Suddenly you roll us over and I let out a soft squeal, freeing my hands I bring my hands to your waist. Kneeling over me, your hips spreading my legs wide. 

"This isn't what I imagined when I said I wanted to taste you love..." I sigh. I can feel your slick cock head brushing my pussy through my bikini bottoms. I moan bowing my back against the hard deck, feeling the towel roll and move under me as I drag my hips, lining my hungry pussy with your throbbing cock. Your breath is hot on my mouth and neck as you plant wet, slow kisses down my jaw, throat towards my shoulder. Your elbow braces you on move over my body. I grind against you, hooking one leg over your lower back, drawing you closer as my other hand slides up your arm, coming to rest on your shoulder. I squeeze it softly, moaning I tilt my head back, whimpering softly as your lips travel down my heated flesh. I continue to grind on your cock, feeling it slip up and down my slit through my soaked swimmers. You push my arms above my head. You grasp my wrists together, forcing my breasts up and towards you. You slide one hand down, cupping my breast; you graze my nipple with your thumb, strumming it until it is aching and hard. I moan and you catch my nipple, tugging and squeezing it. I catch my bottom lip between my teeth, worrying it as you move to my other nipple, squeezing it and tugging it. 

"Ah... ahhh love... I want... I want...your mouth on my nipples." I stutter, squirming under your weight. You pull back, releasing my hands, looking down at me; you raise your eyebrow in question. I plant my hand on your shoulder and push down, encouraging you to take my nipple in your mouth. You smile with your eyes, nuzzling my hard nipple with your nose before capturing it in your mouth and sucking it hard. I shudder arching my back into your mouth. I close my eyes against the bright light, seeing the bright haze, as I get lost in the sensation of your lips on my hungry flesh. My hips rolling under you as I feel myself getting hungry and needy, I grind heavily on your cock feeling it press into me. You work mercilessly on my nipples, I can feel them aching and I am starting to shudder from the sensitivity. 

"mmm... more love... please more...." I encourage, pushing on your shoulders, arching my back desperately. You kiss over the under curve of my breast, moving further down my body. You kiss a slow track down my stomach; catching my bikini bottoms you drag them off quickly flicking them aside. You give a soft moan as you drop an affectionate kiss on the inside of my knee. You force my legs wider with your shoulders. I tuck my feet in, letting my legs fall open as you caress my thighs, stroking your thumbs across my inner thighs. I moan softly feeling my pussy lips spread in the open air. My hips shift restlessly, hungry for the attention I know is soon to be mine. You chuckle against my skin, your puffs of breath making my muscles jump on my navel. Shuffling back, you smile at me from between my legs; I roll my hips slightly, becoming impatient. 

"How's the view?" I ask tartly as you continue to stare. You nuzzle my cropped pussy lips, slipping your fingers up my inner thigh; you spread my pussy lips. 

"The view is divine" you state, and before I can respond you let your tongue snake out, flicking my clit. I shudder pressing up towards your mouth. You push me down with your hands as you take another lick on my clit. I shudder, trying to push up to make you press firmer. I feel you chuckle against my sensitive skin and squirm under you, spreading my thighs more. 

"Love... come on... love... " I suck in deep breaths, pushing my head back. I raise my hips again, and let out a strangled moan as I feel your lips come into contact with my clit. My hand slips down to cradle the nap of your neck and I slowly add more pressure. You suckle on my clit, grazing it softly with your teeth as you move back. I shudder in a breath feeling you blow softly on the sensitive flesh. Making me shuffle against the hard boards beneath me. Your hands slide down, your thumbs digging into my sensitive flesh.

"Mmmmm.... Fingers love..." I mutter, feeling you draw back slightly I let out a contented moan as I feel two fingers slide to the third knuckle into me, before you return your mouth to my clit, flicking it with your tongue. I groan louder bringing my free hand to my breasts, catching one nipple in between my thumb and forefinger and tugging it hard, rolling it on every thrust your fingers take in and out of me. I greedily move my hips against your fingers. You start to thrust them quickly, almost coming out of me before pushing them back in. My hands tighten in your hair, pushing you firmly into my pussy. I feel my pleasure rising, almost unbearably, and know soon you'll have me cumming.

"Agh... fuck me..." I strangle out, past dry lips.

"What was that darlin'?" you ask, pulling back and looking up at me with eyes full of desire. A cheeky smile tugs on your full mouth, glossy in the light with my juices. I swallow, focusing past my desire. 

"Ah.. fuck me love...I want you in me." I demand in a stronger tone. Slipping your fingers from my wet pussy, you move to your knees, using the hand with the fingers you just had in me, you jerk your cock, kneeling between my legs you look up my length, as I watch my juices spread all over the shaft of your cock. I groan, closing my eyes to escape the view. My eyes flicker open suddenly as I feel you shift over me, laying down beside me. With a cheeky grin you put your hands behind your head and stretch out. 

"Well, get on board then..." You comment, and I take in your full length, stretched out, your hard cock pointing towards the sky. Without further encouragement, I get to my knees and swing one leg over, so I'm sitting astride on your navel. I shuffle back and I can feel my pussy lips slick and pressing against your hot skin, your cock pressing into my arse crack. Lifting my hips I slip my hand under you, holding your cock at the base, I carefully guide, until the head of your cock is resting against my entrance. I let out a draw out moan as I slowly push down with my weight, impaling myself on your thick shaft. As I come to rest with you to the hilt, I feel myself shudder, as grip you tightly in me. Looking over you, your eyes are closed and as you open you eyes you remove your hands from behind your head, bringing them to my hips. "Ride me hard darlin'.." You direct, and leaning forward I plant my hands on your chest, and start to ride, slowly at first, taking the full length out of me almost to the tip before pushing back down and impaling myself again. You take firmer grip of my hips and tighten my movements. I look down into your eyes, watching you watch me move over you. Your eyes flicking between my face and my breasts as they sway above your face as I slowly fuck you. You finally lose your battle, and you lean up to try and capture on my hard nipples in your mouth. I move with you keeping my nipple a hair breath away from your mouth as I keep fucking you. You try again, and finding yourself unsuccessful you growl at me, flicking your eyes back to me. I give you a cheeky grin and feel one of your hands slide up my back you firmly press between my shoulder blades and push yourself up again, this time easily capturing my nipple, you take as much as you can into your mouth, sucking it hard I close my eyes and moan, pushing down on your cock I grind against you, your cock full into me. We both moan as your cock presses against my walls. Releasing my now dark, wet nipple, you go to move to the other. 

"Mmm.. that's it baby, fuck me harder.." You groan as you capture my other nipple, I roll my hips again and slide up you length again, before pressing back down. As I do so, you bring your hand down, spanking my arse hard. I shudder, and you moan as I squeeze you inside of me. I start to fuck you a bit faster, becoming harder with my own impaling, I start to let our little moans every time you come to sit deeply inside me. 

"Love you feel sooo god damn good." I moan, while you spank me again. I shudder, feeling myself becoming needy. You release my nipple from your mouth, your lips wet from your sucking. I lock eyes with you and feel your hand travel back down my body, I keep riding you, and you trail your hand purposefully towards my arse crack. I cock an eyebrow as I feel you trail towards my arsehole. I close my eyes and continue to ride you. You trail past my arsehole, and I let out a little sigh, and hear you chuckle softly as you coat your fingers in my juices. Slowly bringing your fingers back up to my arsehole, you start to rub softly with your wet fingers, and I moan in response, maintaining my steady impaling. You grin a little wickedly at me, as you feel me relax and you soon find the tip of one finger slip inside me. I groan in encouragement, and you slowly start to push it in, making small thrusting movements with your finger to match my own movements. My eyes flutter, and I can feel you rubbing the other finger against my arsehole, willing entry. Soon you've got a full finger inside of me, and my moaning had got distinctively louder. You thrust it easily, suddenly you bring your free hand down and spank me, and we both moan, as I squeeze your finger and cock at the same time. 

"Another love.." I request, which gets me a surprised expression from you, before its replaced by a wicked grin. As I take you a touch harder, you spank me again, almost hard enough to leave a red mark. I groan my eyes closing as my pleasure escalates. You slip your finger from my arse, but before I can groan my displeasure, you slip it back in, with another, stretching my arse around them. I moan appreciatively feeling the stretching of both my holes. I moan a bit louder helpless as my pleasure escalates. 

"I wanna cum.." I comment, stilling my hips as you continue to fuck my arse with your fingers. You cock your eyebrow at me. 

"Only if I get to fuck your arse after..." I smile, nodding and feel your fingers slip from my arse as I climb off you. You pull me towards the edge of the ledge we've been laying on. And drop my legs over the side, as you kneel down near me feet, bringing me closer you stop me when my thighs are resting along the ledge, and my arse is on the edge of the ledge. You then push me down softly onto my back. I hear you moan softly from between my legs.

"Mmm... you are so fucking wet.." I hear you murmur before your mouth connects with my clit. You start to press hard, flicking your tongue firmly across my clit. I close my eyes; thinking about how you're going to fuck my arse soon, claim it as yours. I shudder thinking about you pushing past the tight entry, filling me fully. My breathing comes in short and sharp and suddenly, the light explodes behind my eyes. I drop my hand to your head and hold you firmly to me as I ride the wave of my orgasm. Coming down, I release you and opening my heavy lids I watch you lick my juices from your lips as you come to stand. I smile at you weakly as you smack my thigh softly.

"Role over for me darlin'.." You encourage as you climb past me, going to our bag, you grab a condom and come back to me, ripping it open you start to slip it on as I make sluggish moments to turn over. As you make the last adjustments with the condom, I turn and lean over the banister of the boat, looking out at the bright blue water, It seems so perfect and calm. It seems so still and I breathe in deeply, my senses fill with a mix of our sex and the sea air. I smile and then look over my shoulder at you, to find you grinning at me like a fool. I spread my legs a little bit; shuffling back to my arse is more pronounced. You moan in appreciation as you run your hand over the curve of my arse cheek, as you come to stand behind me. I grin again, gripping the banister more tightly. You surprise me, lining up and pushing into my slick pussy, you easily go to the hilt. I moan as my pussy grips you tightly.

"God, you cunt feels good." You comment as you start to pump easily into me. I groan on every thrust, my pussy ultra sensitive from my orgasm. You part my arse cheeks as you continue to fuck me, and I hear you spit, before your fingers start to rub my arsehole again, stretching it as you rub it. Quickly two fingers slide in, with my relaxed state.

"Mmm... good girl..." you sigh as you start to time your thrust, so they both push into me at the same time. I let my head fall against my bent arms, feeling you stretch my holes. You slowly withdraw your fingers, and stretch my cheeks apart. Part of me wonders what you see, while the other part makes my heart race, knowing what you are looking for. Suddenly you remove your cock from my pussy, and I feel an ache to be filled again. Then I feel you slowly drag it up, until its resting against my tight hole. I moan despite myself, and feel you softly pushing against it, seeking entry. You hold my hips still, as I feel myself start to open for the head of your cock, the pain is mixed with pleasure. I free one of my hands, and drop it to my hanging breasts, seeking my nipple, I squeeze it, closing my eyes, seeing in my minds eye, what you're seeing. My arse hole stretching around the thick head of your cock, then I gasp, feeling the head pop into my arse, you pause, giving me time to adjust. I suck in full lungs of air, and force myself to relax, go back to playing with my nipples. 

"You're doing great honey.." You tell me as you slowly press forward, and another inch presses in me. I let out a strangled moan, feeling myself being stretched as you press more into me. You're working so slowly I don't know to moan or scream. I can feel every vein, every ridge as you press into me. The pain has lessened but I am being overwhelmed by the fullness, being stretched so tightly around your cock. I pant softly as you press tightly against me, your pubic bones pressed against my arse cheeks. I look over my shoulder at you, grinning wickedly. 




Beautiful View



"Fuck my tight arse..." I moan, and see your eyes brighten as you start to move back and forward slightly at first, the friction is amazing, and I shift my feet further apart as I move my hand from my nipples to my aching clit, I start to rub it lightly as you gain confidence, lengthen your thrust. I moan my encouragement, as I feel your fingers caress and grip my hips, slipping to my waist to hold me still while you start to fuck me slowly. 

"God... you're arse is so tight, you...you feel so good." Your breathing is short now, and you seem to have yourself tightly under control. I grin to myself as I look out at the water. 

"You feel huge love, I love you fucking my tight arse. " I say clearly, and I feel you throb inside me, grinning I continue on. 

"I have been thinking about... about you fucking my arse for such a long time, and you feel better than I imagined." I pant, trying to stay focused. I hear you moan helpless from behind me your thrusting getting slightly heavier handed. 

"I masturbate to thoughts of you fucking my arse, I push my dil- dildo deep into my tight arse and close my eyes and think... and think...of impaling myself on your thick shaft, or you taking, fucking my tight arse..." I moan out, feeling your hand slip back to my hips, as you spread my arse cheeks, fucking me smoothly. You're groaning on every thrust, I rub my clit harder, closing my eyes, I hear you in my head, begging me to cum, I let out a choked moan opening my eyes again, I turn and look over my shoulder at you. 

"Always, right before I cum, you... you thrust deep into my arse and fill me up, just shoot your... your load dee-eep inside my begging hole..." I grind out and I see your eyes clench shut and you thrust deeply into me, I feel you expand in my tight hole, and feel the first wave of my orgasm ride over me, I come part as you cum inside my arse. Your groan mixes with mine, and I let my face fall back down against my arm, my body shudders and spams. I hear you letting our strangled moans every time my arse squeezes around your cock.

"Sweet Jesus..." You sigh as you slip from me. Leaning forward you rest your head against my slick back. Slipping your arms around my middle, you help me stand. Before moving us both back to the ledge of the platform, you sink down then pull me into your lap, hooking my legs over yours I curl into your chest. 

"Fuck me drunk..." I sigh, totally done in. You chuckle against my hair. 

"Later darlin'... later."



Beautiful View



When the hand released her, Maria simply dropped to the ground and wiped at her cum-stained face wearily. Her entire body was spent, and again, her invisible lover had disappeared. Sucking the last vestiges of his orgasm from her fingers, Maria slowly climbed to her feet and gathered her equipment. She hoped she'd be able to make it back to the car.

* * * * *

Doug was taking uncharacteristically long to get to the phone. Maria waited patiently, flipping through the pamphlet of the S&M couple she'd shot a week earlier. The color was excellent; the red trails left by the cat stood out sharply against the woman's pale skin. Even better, Maria'd gotten a beautiful frame of the man's expression as he'd cum on his wife's hair. The photographer set the booklet aside and picked up the next as Doug came on the line.

"Have a good weekend?" he grunted.

"Not bad," answered Maria, puzzled. The first page of the second book was an extreme close-up of a silky ass being spread open to reveal the rosy, puckered anus. Maria didn't remember getting any such pictures recently.

"Good thing. We've got a heavy load coming up this week."

"Um, okay." The pictures continued at close range, the ass being caressed by a slick tongue, the tongue pushing slightly inside, then a giant cock being set between the two smooth cheeks.

"You sound a bit distracted," Doug commented. "Am I boring you?"

Maria ignored her employer as understanding dawned. Flipping through the new booklet, she found it: a picture of a brunette, dressed in black from the waist up, bending over a camera while her ass was invaded by a thick cock. Continuing forward, she was soon looking at her own cum-covered face. 

"Hello? Maria? Still there?"

"Yeah, Doug, I'm here." 

There was a brief silence at the other end of the line. "Oh, I got it -- you just checked out our new line, huh?"

"'New line'?" echoed Maria, voice rising slightly. "What the hell do you think you're doing, sticking me in your new line? I didn't agree to this!"

"Pfft," answered Doug negligently. "You wouldn't believe how popular these suckers are. I think they broke the record for first day sales!" The publisher chuckled and Maria heard pages turning.

"Dammit, Doug, I--" She stopped, exasperated. 

"I'm telling you, this is some of the best stuff we've ever done. But hey, if you don't like it, I understand. Too bad, though. You're the only peep we've had who's great at both ends of the camera!"

Glancing down at her dripping visage, Maria tried to collect her tumbling thoughts. Her ass twinged slightly as she recalled the slap of the crop against her skin and she breathed deeply. Finally, as Doug waited, the brunette burst out laughing.

"All right," she said, "where's my next assignment?"



Beautiful Violation



My wife had got me a pair of new shorts for rugby for Christmas. They looked fine, so I didn't even bother trying them on. I put them in my gear bag last night, and headed off to training. When I got there we were one man short. Outside the changing rooms someone got wind of this and offered to make up the numbers. He came in and introduced himself. He was a tall, well built Caribbean guy, dark skinned and extremely muscular. He was very friendly, and we immediately struck up a good chat as we changed. We ended up being a bit slower than everyone else because of this. his name was Leroy.

As Leroy pulled off his tight fitting jeans to put his football shorts on he unleashed what can only be described as a beast of a cock. I have never been particularly interested in other mens bits & pieces. I'm a straight man, 25 years old, married, and happily so. But this was a thing of beauty, I couldn't take my eyes off it. It was thick and long, and completely clean shaven. Inadvertently, I stopped what I was doing and just stared. I was hardening up just looking at it. I'm not gay, but it was just so amazingly good looking I wanted to hold it, to squeeze it to see how it would look fully erect. For the first time in my life, I craved a cock. And the cock I craved was right in front of me....and the owner was staring back at me with a quizzical look on his face, and a bit of a smile too!

Leroy broke the silence, asking me if I liked what I saw. I snapped out of it immediately. I apologised, and said something like - "fair play, that's a big one", and tried to laugh it off. He said it's ok man, its not the first time a guy stared at it and was turned on. I told him no, I wasn't turned on, I am married, and just thought it was a credit to him. He let it go. I then put my own shorts on, turning my back so he couldn't see my average size cock, that was still at half mast. I cursed as I realised my new shorts were quite a bit too small. He asked me what was wrong. I turned around and he said that they looked fine from where he was standing. He walked up to me and squeezed my package, and told me he liked a man whose package was squeezed into his shorts, he said it was very sexy. He squeezed again as I just stood there looking at his own big package. I said I'd never be able to play in them. He told me to turn around. I did. As I was facing away from him, he put his large hand over my ass, with his big middle finger stretched under my ass grabbing my ball sack, and then gently rubbing his finger all the way back up through the crack of my ass. I reacted without thinking, I arched my back, spread my legs a little, and let out a little moan. He laughed a little, and told me that we were going to get to know each other a lot better.

We were dead late at this stage, so headed out for the warm up. the rest of the lads had headed off on the warm up run, so we had to do it by ourselves. When we started running around the perimiter, I started getting a bit sore - the shorts were so tight that they were chaffing around the bottom of my ball sack. Leroy asked me what was wrong when I started tutting and running slower. I told him and he told me to stop up for a while, that he has something that might help. There was a log a few yards off the track in the shadows. It was about hip height. He asked me to put one leg up on it. He said he had some lip balm in his pocket, and that it might help the chaffing - I was prepared to try anything, as I would not be able to continue running the way I was. When I put my leg up on the log I realised how exposed it made me feel, and I started to get both anxious and a bit aroused. I put my hand out for the balm, but he said he'd do it. He loosened my shorts a little, and started to rub the balm into the really sensitive area behind my ball sack. It felt amazing. He was applying just enough pressure to really stimulate me, and was increasing the pressure all the time. And moving the area of stimulation closer to my ass bud all the time. He finally arrived at my puckered little ass hole, and worked the cream all round it. At this stage I was so turned on. I was writhing around to his every stimulation. My back was completely arched, my ass was completely exposed to him at this stage. I was dying for him to work his fat long fingers into my ass and take my anal virginity, and there was no mistaking that this was exactly what I wanted.

Leroy looked me straight in the eye, smiled, and then worked his middle finger into me. I thought it would hurt, but it just felt amazing. He started pumping his finger in and out of me. The shorts were so tight that my cock, though still in the shorts, was getting a fair bit of stimulation. Before I knew it, I realised that Leroy was fingering me to orgasm. I came heavily in my shorts. I was completely spent, I still had Leroy's finger in my ass, and there was no way in the world I was training or running that night.

Leroy gently slipped his finger out, and I felt empty. I looked down, there was a massive wet patch on the front of my shorts. There was no way I could turn up to the lads looking like that. Leroy saw my concern and said lets forget the training. I said ok, but that I was getting a lift home from one of the lads, and had to get showered etc after training, that I could not go home like this. Leroy said not to worry, that we'd head back to the car park, he'd give me a ride home. I agreed, I had no other choice. When we got to his car, he suggested that I take a shower in his house so that I did not arrive home in come stained shorts. I reluctantly agreed. He told me he really enjoyed what had happened, and that I was just his type. I didn't know what to say. Then he said that he'd like us to get to know each other a bit better, but that he wasn't sure we were compatible. I was surprised at this, and asked him why. He said that he'd love to fuck me, that he loves fucking tight white asses, but that he wasn't sure that I could take him. Before I realised what I was saying, I told him that we could try. I couldn't believe what I had said. There was no way I could ever get that huge cock inside me. Besides, I wasn't gay - I wasn't about to get fucked by a guy. My head was in a spin, but I knew the real truth - I would try anything to make that cock happy. If that meant splitting me in two trying to get it into my ass then that's exactly what I was going to do.

Leroy said he had an idea. He reached into the back of his truck and took out a gear bag. In it he removed something that looked like a big ice cream cone upside down, and a tube of something. He saw my confused face, and explained that this was called a butt plug, and that it might help to loosen me up a little. He told me the drive to his place was about 20 minutes, it was up in the hills. He said he could lube it up for me and insert it now, and it could slowly and gently work itself into me while we drove. I was a bit sceptical. But when he saw that I was doubtful, he pulled my hand onto his crotch. I noticed two things - the heat coming from his shorts, and a fucking huge weapon, twitching and growing. I didn't have to think twice. I slipped off my shorts and exposed my ass to allow him to lube me up. He didn't need a second invitation. He lubed me with the same softness as before, working his way gently into my ass. I went hard immediately. He lubed up the butt plug with his other hand, and worked the very tip into my ass, as he withdrew his finger. He worked the plug in as far as he could without applying any sort of real pressure. It felt absolutely lovely, a nice snug fit! 

I was delighted with myself, and told him: see, you can fuck me. Again, I couldn't believe what I was saying. He laughed, he told me that I had about 2 inches of the thinnest section in me. I'd need to get the whole thing into me if I was to be in a position to fuck him. I told him I love a challenge, but secretly I was concerned. I never imagined when I saw the butt plug that I'd have to get much of it inside, let alone the whole thing. There was about another 6 inches to go, and at the widest part it was about 3.5 inches wide, maybe more.

So I sat down gently on the plug, holding most of my weight off the plug & the seat. As Leroy drove, maybe to give me encouragement, he worked his cock out of his shorts, and played with it. He put my own hand on it and guided it up and down the length of it. It felt amazing. I could just about get my hand around it. And I noticed that as I was doing this, I was leaning a little forward, and pressing the plug deeper and deeper into my ass. It felt great. Each time I worked it in a little deeper, it stretched me wider. Initially it was painful, and the pain replaced the pleasure I had been feeling. But after a while in the same position the pleasure would overtake the pain. When it was all pleasure I would work it in a little more. And so on. 

I was a man on a mission, on a mission to get fucked by the biggest cock I had ever seen! Soon enough I was grinding my ass onto the plug, letting it fuck me, and each time I was pushing it in further. Leroy was amazed at the progress I was making, but I still had the widest part to go, and progress had slowed almost to a stand still. It was about 50/50 pleasure/pain at this stage. I felt really stretched, but really turned on by the whole situation, which encouraged me to keep going. 

Leroy took an unmarked exit off the main road, onto some sort of dirt track, explaining that this took us up to his cabin. As we went on, the road got darker and narrower. And bumpier. Pretty soon the bumps were getting quite big. By now I had pretty much all my weight on the plug. It felt great, but it wasn't going in any more. I was enjoying it too much to worry about what that would mean later on. 

I soon realised there might not be a problem. With every big bump I would be thrown into the air a little, and come down hard on the plug with a big grunt and moan. It was amazing, with the help of the car, the plug was fucking itself into me. There was no more pain, it was all pleasure. With one final massive pot hole, the plug literally nearly split me in two. It was fully in, all my weight was equally on my ass cheeks & the plug was stretching wider than I would have thought possible. Leroy looked over and realised I had got it all in, I was sitting there writhing on the plug, grinding it into me, moving gently forward and backward, with the road helping it to fuck me. I had a triumphant face on myself. Leroy's face had changed too. He looked like the horniest man alive, he was dripping precum by the cap full, and looked like he was in a trance.

He pulled into his drive. He told me to sit still. I couldn't have walked anyway. I had nearly a foot long plug in my ass, it was over three inches wide, and all I could do was rock back and forth, giving myself the most amazing anal stimulation ever. I was in heaven. Leroy came round to my side of the truck and picked me up and carried me into his cabin. We went straight to the bedroom. 

There was a 7 foot bed there. He placed me down gently on my hands and knees, and stood in front of me with his enormous cock bobbing inches from my face. I didn't need to be invited. I took hold of his beautiful cock with both my hands and stroked it from base to tip. I licked the underside of it with my tongue, and then tried to take as much of it into my mouth. There was no way I was getting much of it into my mouth, but it was a fantastic feeling to have this thick hard cock pumping in and out of my mouth. 

Leroy started playing with the butt plug as I sucked him. He started to apply some pressure to pull it out. I kind of recoiled - I didn't want it going anywhere. He looked at me and said - I'm going to fuck you now. I couldn't believe it. I nearly came right then and there.

Leroy went behind me, as he slowly withdrew the butt plug, we was rubbing lube all over his own cock. The last half of the butt plug he pulled out very quickly, and without warning he plunged his cock into the gaping hole that an hour before hand been my tight little virgin hole. His cock was another story completely from the butt plug. For a start it was alive, warm, thick all the way down. And pulsing. It was literally like it had its own hart beat, and was pulsing against my prostate. It felt like it was licking and rubbing my prostate. I was so stretched that I couldn't try to squeeze back against it, so instead I changed the angle of my ass. I had been on all fours, knees and hands holding me up, but I dropped onto my elbows, and then a little lower still, so Leroy had me completely exposed and I was 100% at his mercy. My ass was pointing pretty much straight up in the air, Leroy was holding me by the hips, squatting slightly above me, and working the last few inches of his divine cock into me. 

I couldn't believe the beauty of what I was feeling. I felt so full I could explode. It was just incredible. I started whispering to him to work his cock into me. He whispered back words of encouragement I could barely hear. My ears were ablaze with white sound, a gushing intensity filled them, sent my had spinning. The more he worked himself into me, the louder I whispered, the more I told him to fill me up, to make me his. He started to tell me that I would be his fuck doll, his cock toy, his property to violate. I told him I was his, he had broken me, turned me. I told him that his cock being inside me was the sexiest, horniest, most fulfilling erotic experience I'd ever had and that I never wanted him to take his beautiful cock out of me. He told me that as soon as I had taken all of him inside, and as soon as he had filled me with his seed then I would be his. I pushed back, I wanted him deeper, harder, fuller. I wanted him to fuck me like he craved me like none before. 

Soon I felt his balls gently nestle against my balls. I let out a massive gasp of relief and delight. I had taken my lover in fully. I turned slightly. I couldn't really see him, my eyes were blurred with all the powerful sensations throughout my body. My own cock had been hard for nearly an hour, but I had no thoughts of playing with it. My whole focus was on letting Leroy violate me, fuck me full and long and hard, and leave him with no option but to fill me with his seed. I told him that it was time, that he was to fuck me fully and properly.

Leroy needed no second invitation. he put one hand on my shoulder, the other on the opposite hip, gave one final little push, then pulled most of the way out. then gently and slowly fucked his entire cock back into me, filling me up to the core. He did this about 20 times, all slowly, with the same comfortable rhythm. My ass was now twitching with horniness. I had never felt anything like it. Each time he was fully in, he gave a little nudge, and we both let out a deep sexual grunt. 

He then started picking up the pace, thrusting in and out of me. It was like having a massive pneumatic drill literally filling me up and stretching me to near breaking point. Faster and harder he fucked me. I couldn't get enough of it. I moved back into his every thrust. Every thrust got firmer, and deeper. The slap of his abdomen and balls against my ass got louder and louder. I was no longer aware of any of my senses. I could smell nothing, feel nothing, see nothing. My whole being was concentrated on the sex in my ass, the pummelling I was taking. I was nothing but an ass for Leroy to violate, to stretch, to fuck and to fill. Leroy was now fucking me to within an inch of sanity, I was barely conscious with arousal, stimulation, desire. 

Leroy grunted something. I have no idea what he said, but his cock had told me anyway. It was starting to spasm. It was actually getting bigger and wider as it did so. I could hear distant screaming, and was vaguely aware it was the two of us as Leroy approached climax. Leroy put both hands on my hips and savagely pulled me to him. It's lucky he did it just then, because I think the force of his jet of seed would have blown me right off his cock. Instead, I could feel rope after rope of his hot thick come streaming out inside of me, filling me up further, making his cock glide in and out of my ass beautifully. His orgasm lasted more than a minute, his cock continued to spasm and twitch. When it finally subsided I realised I had not come, but it didn't matter at all. Strangely enough I could feel no softening of Leroy inside me. 

Leroy picked me up just off the bed, and with me in his arms, he sat me up so I was facing away from him, sitting on his cock, he then turned me round to face him. He lay back. I was sitting astride him, legs splayed. This was roughly the position I had been in when he rubbed the lip balm into me, and when he worked the butt plug into me. It seemed so long ago now. So much had changed. He was starting to work himself in and out of me as my mind wandered back to what was happening. He took hold of my cock and started squeezing it in rhythm with his thrusts into me. I leaned forward, giving him deeper access to my ass, for both our pleasure. He told me to come. I pushed harder against him, and he against me. Pretty soon I was bouncing up and down on him like some sort of little teenage slut on a cheap porn movie. I was in ecstasy. I told him that I would have to come. He just smiled, and told me to come now. As I came I passed out with the sheer intensity of the orgasm, but not before I realised he was again shooting ream after ream of his man-seed into me. I would never leave this man. I would never go back to fucking my wife. I was not straight, I was not gay, I was the play thing for this beautiful cock, and I always would be.



Beautiful Vision Says: I'm Alice



ONE

When Alec Tiplady went into mourning after his wife of 23 years left him for a newer model, departing after her divorce for a new life in a new country, his two daughters Nina and Dolly worried him greatly. 

They worried him so much he was unable to work through his grief comfortably.

It puzzled Alec why his two daughters were unable to resist filling his life with their concerns – 'Are you eating enough, dad?', 'This house is really too large for you', 'Why don't you get out and about?, 'Look up some of your old girl friends, and 'The house looks dirty, I think we must find you a housekeeper' were typical of the little gems of concern that promised to bring disruption and possible mayhem to his current pattern of life.

His chosen current pattern of life, of course, was programmed to allow him to sulk.

Elizabeth-Mae's leaving him had been devastating. He'd worked out an entire pattern of life to take him to his eventual grave, with Elizabeth-Mae standing at his graveside, secure with the knowledge she'd been left with plenty of money, closely attended as the lowering of the coffin by their two loving daughters and husbands and six to eight grandchildren, predominantly boys.

It was all neat and tidy and really supposed to happen. Well it didn't, and that upset Alec no end. But now his sulking period had turned into a disaster because of the interference of Nina and Dolly.

This period of stomach-ulcer threatening anxiety continued for three months and then Alec fell into the arms of a new woman, literally. 

He was particularly soured from the latest barrage from his two daughters one evening so with uncharacteristic resolve of late, decided to go down to his old favorite bar for a drink. It was a nasty night and the wind-driven snow suggested he'd easily find a dark corner to drink in undisturbed moroseness, he thought, wondering if there was such a word.

Anyway, he put on his old hunting cap and jacket and drove down to the village, parking right in front of the bar because Main Street was practically deserted. 

He rushed in through the door where he collided with a woman coming out. She just had time to open her mouth in alarm when Alec smashed into her and grabbed her to break his fall as they crashed to the floorboards. 

The woman began screaming, Alec realized he was sprawled in a perfectly aligned position to have sex and contemporaneously glimpsed the bargirl running at him carrying a baseball bat. 

Everything then went dark.

He woke up next morning and, as one might have guessed, the first thing he saw was the worried face of Dolly with smaller but older Nina behind her trying to get a look in to have her say. 

The only thing was is wasn't the next morning – it was two mornings later and he was in hospital, in bed.

His daughters has barely established that for him when medical people arrived and questioned him as if he were a six-year-old and flashed lights into his eyes. But they looked almost as joyous as if he'd returned from the dead when he answered coherently and finally, in exasperation, told them to fuck off.

"Oh daddy!" cried Nina, beating Dolly back into the critical care room weeping, and plastering his white tunic thing with tears, mascara and lipstick. Dolly, unable to perform the heroic act of a relieved daughter bringing her father back from the brink stood there, hands on hips shaking her head and saying, "Dad, you're not safe to be allowed to go out anywhere."

It was pragmatic Dolly who filled Alec in: He'd ran into the bar virtually blown through the door he'd open by a squall, and collided with a woman who was just leaving. She screamed, the bar manager thought her departing female client was being raped, so attended to Alec with a baseball bat, splitting open his head.

"Doctor Mason says you'll be all right, but they'll keep you in here for another couple of days."

"Who's Doctor Mason?"

"The doctor leading the team who just examined you."

"What team?"

"Oh, daddy," said Dolly, looking very alarmed.

"Who are you?" Alec asked Dolly.

She screamed, Nina fainted, the medical team arrived at a gallop and Alec achieved his objective – being left alone to sleep off his foul headache, with a Do Not Disturb notice on his door.

Twenty-four hours later he awoke to find a vision of loveliness looking down on him with concern. Her brow was furrowed, her lips pursed in a worried 'O' so Alec reached up, pulled down her head gently and kissed those lips with feeling; it had been months since he'd had a decent snog like that.

The doctor didn't panic – she just let Alec have his way with her (only a five second kiss) and then stepped back a safe distance from the over-sexed patient with his bandaged head.

"I'm Alice," she said.

"Pleased to meet you, Dr Alice."

"No-no," she said. "I'm just in for a medical check."

"Oh, are your pregnant?"

"No, silly," she smiled. "I had a wee accident – you know."

"No, I didn't know, I've been in hospital," Alec reassured her.

"We met in the Harriet's Bar the other night and I broke my wrist."

"Oh my God – you're the woman I'm supposed to have raped?"

"I'm sure that I would have known had you got that far, Mr Tiplady, but it was very nice of you to try, if that was your intention," she smiled.

"God no. I can recall it clearly now – I was running in to escape a wind blast and slipped, colliding with someone. I saw Harriet's daughter coming at me and…

"Well that's it, I guess."

"That's exactly how I saw it," said Alice.

A nurse entered the room.

"Oh, here's your enema – I'd better leave you to endure it," Alice said.

At that Alice was gone, leaving the grinning nurse to hand Alec his breakfast tray.

Alec's daughters took him home just after noon that day and fussed around him to distraction: he really wanted to read the letter of apology from Harriet's daughter and think about her offer, "How can I make this up to you?"

Nina and Dolly were just leaving when someone arrived at the door. Alec heard them saying that their father was still in a critical condition and could not be disturbed.

"Wheel him or her in," Alec called cheerfully from his bed.

The visitor was escorted in by the daughters, who stood on either side of her like security guards.

"Hi Harriet," he smiled and the motherly woman moved in and kissed him. The daughters did not react, Harriet being almost old enough to be Alec's mother.

"Girls, there are a couple of gifts for your father on the back seat of my car – could you kindly fetch them."

Nina returned with a huge bouquet of flowers while Dolly, who got to the car last, struggled with a case of red wine.

"Thank you girls – now why don't you run along, I'll look after the flowers and make afternoon tea for your father.

"Yes, Harriet," they said dutifully, kissed their father and left. There was no way they would oppose Harriet who knew so much about them from wild nights in the bar that there would be a family double lynching if Harriet were to shoot off her mouth.

TWO

Harriet left almost two hours later after a happy time with Alec who'd enjoyed her mature company immensely. He hugged her as she was leaving and thought it was one of the most productive visits from a female he'd ever received: not only had she given him a dozen of a choice red, but she'd given him a name – Alice Herring.

Alice Herring, thirty-six, divorcee of about eighteen months, no children, lives alone in a small apartment above Blue Health Pharmacy, an art teacher, adores ballroom dancing, golf, films and boating and is very friendly with Harriet's daughter Lucy of baseball bat fame.

On the following Sunday afternoon Alec took Alice to the movies, their first date.

After a meal with a bottle of wine that had been preceded by two cocktails, Alec forgot about being a gentleman and whispered, "If this wasn't our first date I would invite you home to be naughty."

Alice was flushed from liquor, hiccupped and said, "On this particular Sunday evening I very much feel like being naughty."

And that was that – sexual union and thereafter they were as close as brother and sister, closer actually and well, there was the sex so not quite like brother and sister.

THREE

Things moved along then one Sunday Alec invited the girls who shared an apartment to visit him for afternoon tea. They had a lovely time and both daughters were thrilled at how lively Alec had become.

"I've never known you to be this lively and interesting, dad," said Dolly. 

At that they both began looking at Alec suspiciously but just then, with perfect timing, there was a knock on the door and a minute later they had met Alice. 

Neither daughter needed to be told, with Alec bringing out champagne, that an engagement was being announced.

Dolly slumped on to the sofa and cried but was immediately consoled by Alice who hugged her and smoothed her hair, giving Dolly the motherly attention she so much missed. Nina then flew into Alice's arms to get her ration and everything appeared honky dory.

Despite the friendship developing between the three females, Alec was hoping for the assault and it came three weeks later when Alice had gone up country to visit her parents. 

Alec and the girls were a little under the influence because he'd opened some wine when Dolly announced she was pregnant and wanted his advice about whether or not she should marry the father.

Somehow the conversation got stuck on Alec's imminent marriage, although no date had been set. Nina put her arm round Dolly, and the duo attacked.

Alec was asked how could he bring another woman, even one as nice as Alice, into their mother's house; how could Alice be expected to care for their mother's garden; how could their father, aged 45, withstand the sexual demands of a woman nine years his junior and – by now both daughters were crying and came up this something that made Alec boggle: imagine the family humiliation if Alice became pregnant?

Alec looked stern but held his tongue; instead he invited his daughters to meet him at his boat sales business the next Sunday and to bring something for lunch. They would cruise up river and discuss any issues before they commenced drinking. Alice would not arrive home until that evening.

It was a bit like 'High Noon' on the water when the showdown commenced at 11.45, Dolly leading the charge. Alex parried but did not counter-attack until 12:30 by which time he felt like a drink and some nibbles.

"Right, my darlings," he said, the stern look warning the girls to shut up and listen.

"I enjoy you both taking an interest in me and my life and I do hope it is being adequately reciprocated. But always boundaries must be recognized and at times I feel you two sometimes over-step the boundaries just a tad. So I want you to loosen up a bit, give my some rope."

"But daddy, on some matters we know best."

"I'm sure you do, Dolly, and nothing can change that, but the message I'm giving here is that sometimes one just has to button up and leave it be because it's really not your business."

"But daddy dear, you're interfered with our lives grossly," Dolly alleged.

"Yeah dad heaps."

"Oh, have I Nina? What about the time you were arrested and later allowed to go with only a warning for smoking an illegal substance."

Nina looked horrified: "You knew – how long have you known? Who grassed on me?"

"And Nina, who did the judge discharge with a severe warning after being apprehended speeding through Main Street with Jill and Michelle in your mother's car and handing around an open bottle of vodka?"

Dolly chortled, "Way to go, dad. You knew about your misbehaving older daughter but didn't rat on her to mum nor chastise her because you felt she would learn be her mistakes."

Nina shot an evil glance at her sister.

"Dolly, who was caught by security shagging in the back of my car on her graduation evening?

"Dolly, who was apprehended coming out of the pharmacy with almost two hundred dollars of expensive make-up secreted away in her overcoat pockets?"

Blanching, Dolly looked at her father-accuser with an open mouth, unable to believe he could have known such things but had not grounded her for life. Yet he was always on to them over minor matters.

"Finally girls, just this last Christmas Eve who were dancing topless on tables at Harriet's bar and then under the screaming encouragement of drunken friends went the full Monty?"

"Harriet the bitch, she ratted on us," said the highly embarrassed Nina.

"No she didn't – I was sitting with her having a drink," said Alec, managing with supreme effort not to laugh at their shocked expressions.

"You saw us?" whispered Nina.

"Yeah, you both looked in great shape but what's this shaving caper, Dolly?"

"Dad!" screamed Dolly.

"Right, get the lunch, girls and I'll open the wine for you then go down to check the fuel filters. Come down and fetch me when you're ready to apologize and say what a great dad I am."

Alec went down below without a word being said.

"Dad – come up for lunch," called Nina.

When Alec entered the saloon both girls rushed to hug him and apologized.

"We're going to have great fun with you and Alice dad, and I accept that if you're prepared to allow her to fuck you to death then that's your business."

"That's very noble of you, Dolly."

"Yes, I support that sentiment, daddy, and I would imagine for a man it would be a noble way to die."

"Indeed, Nina – what a lovely pair of supportive daughters I have."

FOUR

Alice phoned at 4:30 to say she'd just returned.

"Why didn't you come straight over?"

"I can't offer you my body after traveling without showering and changing."

"Get that body across here quickly and, er, your brain."

"Why thank you, Alec; that's the best invitation I've received all year. How did it go?"

"Just as you predicted – that with you out of town the girls would open up and I could address the issues. Well, they opened up with both barrels but I had a few things up my sleeve to launch a counter-attack. I won, and we have a new understanding."

"Oh, that's wonderful to get resolution, Alec. They are lovely girls."

Alice arrived just after 6:00. She suggested they eat later and grabbing her glass of wine starting leading Alex to the bedroom.

"No, I've decided to drop my old ways – notice how I'm dressed in jeans in the house, instead of trousers and a polo instead of a dress shirt?"

"Yes, I like it – cool casual they call it."

"And I want to go at it here in the kitchen."

"Oh Alec, really?" said Alice, flushing. "How naughty."

"Yeah, I suppose it is. Bedroom fucks are old hat, we need flexibility."

"Oh Alec, how exciting. But the kitchen floor is scarcely romantic."

"A woman's place is in the kitchen," he leered, lifting Alice up on to the bench that he'd thoughtfully cleared earlier.

Alec undid the front buttons of Alice's long-sleeved black top to expose a black under-supported bra that left most of the top half of her breasts exposed. He sucked in his breath, she giggled and said her mother had suggested she buy it; when Alice said it was too radical, her mother said nonsense and bought it for her.

Rubbing one of the almost exposed nipples, Alec said: "Panties to match?"

Alice colored and said shyly, "I do have them, but they got left at my apartment."

"I'll just check on that," said Alec, running a hand under the long skirt printed in brown leaves. Alice hurriedly opened her knees and his fingers were bang on target. They produced a squelching sound which Alice described lightly as being revolting; Alec disgreeed saying it was like music to his ear.

"Hayden perhaps," said Alice without thinking and they laughed, watching one another closely.

"I'm ready for something else in there," Alice said sweetly. "I've rather missed my regular action while being away."

"It's coming," and that comment drew laughter.

Alec reached behind to unclip the bra.

"Darling," she said. "The lights – it's very bright in here and my skin is no longer the blemish-free skin of a young woman and…"

"Hush, darling, you have a beautiful body – we all age and it must be lovely ageing together. I don't wish to have sex in the dark – I want to see, to watch my fingers explore, to see the pathways my tongue is taking and…"

"Oh darling," whispered Alice as she was taken by a small shudder, then another and another. She opened her eyes, smiling beautifully. "That's never happened to me before, just from talking."

Alec stepped back and removed his jeans and underpants, and moved back again.

Alice looked down with great interest.

"Do you think you can manage okay – how about the height?"she asked pulling up her skirt.

Just as the eager head of his dick pointing at a red and very moist target – Alec blinked with surprise – and then answered the question.

"It's all right, kitchen bench height standards were set by people who fuck in kitchens."

She convulsed in laughter which thrust her shoulders back and shot her pelvis forward, forcing Alec's engorged rod into her sheath with unaccustomed rapidity, causing Alice to squeal: Eeeeeeeeee!

Panting, she asked Alec if he could do that again. 

"You thrust forward just as I was putting it in gently – I'm amazed you're not hurt."

"Oh darling," she said, grabbing his hair over his ears and rocking on to him – never mind, it was just so stimulating. Come on, let's go, I've been looking really forward to this one."

Alec had similar thoughts and after 10 days on the sideline he was running on a full tank.

She pushed a breast at his mouth and commanded almost wildly, "Suck, baby" and then groaned as he coated it with saliva, sucked and then nibbled, causing Alice to press her thighs tighter and to step up the pace of her ass rocking on the bench top.

Pressure around Alec's cock increased even more and he realized that Alice was entering her climax – he already had learned he needn't become innovative as she'd be away with the birds in seconds without any extra help from him beyond pumping.

She grunted, clawed at his back and pushed against him hard and then it was over, leaving her panting heavily and her sweat mixing with Alec's. 

She put a finger in his mouth to suck which was appreciated, though not dripping with pussy juice. 

Alec pulled out his dick with a plop but Alice pleaded, "Oh darling, keep going. Just give me a second."

Alex said: "It's lovely that you've decided to shave."

"Oh, you've noticed; how surprising," she giggled. 

"I started it the second day I got to mum and dad's after reading in one of mum's magazines that men really appreciate the trend towards total shaving of the vulva. I've chosen to leave a little tuft above it which apparently is also popular."

"Thanks darling, I love the look."

"My pleasure – put it back in now, I'm fine."

Instead Alec pulled her off the bench top, flipped her around and asked her to lean forward and brace herself. 

Just looking at the swollen lips of her cunt hanging down, devoid of hair, was almost enough to encourage him to shoot a wad. Grasping her ass cheeks Alec began exercising his muscle with steady plunges. 

As it happened, Alice was not overly keen on this position but cooperated, knowing she had one or two things Alec labored at just to please her. However, she found this kitchen arousal very much to her likening and kept up a commentary about how much she was liking it, what it was doing to her and could they do a repeat every hour. Listening to this Alec eventually thought his nuts had become so tight they might strip their threads!

He giggled at his crazy humor and then gasped: "Press your knees inwards." And that was just too much. 

"Aaaaahhhhhh!" he went and Alice chimed in with an equally loud squeal as she got caught up in a small after-shock.




Beautiful Vision Says: I'm Alice



"Every hour?" gasped Alec, getting back his breath."

"Did I say that? Didn't I mean every week?"

He grinned and carried her to the bedroom. "You get a shower and I'll cook pasta." 

But before he went he sat on the bed with Alice and help remove her skirt.

"Would you kindly marry me at the end of this month, please darling," he pleaded, worrying that she'd want a longer lead-in.

"Do I have to wait that long?" she whined, then laughed and said, "Yes of course."

FIVE

Over diner Alec watched her looking around the dinning room and through the French doors to the garden.

"What are you thinking?" he inquired, having a pretty good idea.

"I was thinking…" She stopped, as if trying to choose her words carefully.

"That we should buy our own house?"

"Yes!" she cried. "I can come up with a hundred grand, more when I sell my apartment."

"Already taken care of," said Alec. "This house was sold quietly last week to a neighbor – but don't mention it to the girls. I've got to think of some way of breaking it too them gently."

"Oh, that's no problem," Alice said with a dismissive wave. 

"Tell them about the wedding and then say that you've sold the house. They'll simply greet that last piece of news with a shrug."

THE END