0 comments/ 63874 views/ 3 favorites House Calls By: TurboTits Tom and the guys had stopped at the local bar for a few drinks and to shoot pool after work. "Yea, I met this cunt last night right here…in fact right over there on that pool table. I had come in just as the cunt had taken off her panties and had shot them across the room right at me. I caught them and gave them the once over. They were soaking wet. I like that in a cunt!" "So what happened next?" asked Jack. "Well, she yelled over that since I caught her panties, I could fuck her first! Kind of like catching the bridal bouquet without having to marry the bitch. What a friendly babe! There were about fifteen guys right around her feeling up her tits and sticking their fingers in her cunt and ass. They were bitching and moaning that they had gotten her cunt wet and ready and now here I come in and get to fuck her ahead of all of them. I told them it was her choice and they shut up. What the hell, first fuck, second fuck, it's still a cunt." "And, and…what next?" Jack asked. Well, I whipped out my cock as I just about ran over and she was already up on the pool table with her legs spread wide. What a wet cunt she had. I got right up there and rammed it up her cunt. What a squeal she let out. She wrapped her legs around me and told me that I wasn't getting away. Yea, like I'm going to run away from this hot cunt? It was a real tight cunt even though it was so wet. I watched her huge tits bounce up and down with each stroke. I thought if she wasn't careful, she was going to get two black eyes from those monster tits swinging up to her face. Then I grabbed them and started squeezing them. Oh, they were real all right. I gave both tits a good sucking. She was really screaming then. Guess she has some pretty sensitive tits and just loves tit sucking. "Didn't you fuck her in the ass?" asked Joe. "Oh yea. After a while all that cunt juice was running down her ass so I pulled her legs up and over my shoulders and I gave her an ass fucking she'll remember for a long time. After I was done with her, she thanked me for the great fucking. I gave her legs to the next guy who stuck his cock into her sloppy pussy. That guy said he didn't mind not being first because nice warm, used pussies can be so accommodating! Yea, I guess I agree with that, just as long as I get some pussy!" "So, how long was the bitch getting fucked?" asked Joe. "Well, I had a few drinks, shot some pool, had a few more drinks, and by that time the guys were just finishing up with her. I decided to go over and talk with her. She said she was going to go to the ladies' room to get cleaned up a little and she would be right back." Tom continued: "When the cunt came back she didn't make any attempt to get dressed and when I asked her about that, she said that every time she came in to get fucked, they would steal her clothes and she would end up driving home naked. She said that after the first time, it was actually a lot of fun because she would pass guys in trucks, the 18 wheelers as well as the SUVs, and when they would look over she would hold a tit up and shake it and give them a big smile. Of course, with that invitation, the guys would pull over to a rest area or right along the road and give her some public fucking! She said that was a lot of fun because most times as she was getting fucked right out there in the open, other cars would be going by and they would stop and want some tits and cunt too. She said she particularly like to go naked to rest stops at night when the 18 wheelers would be parked along the road. She would go up to one truck and climb up the driver's side, knock on the window, swing her tits and ask if the guy wanted some cunt. If he did, she would go in and do whatever he wanted. After he was done, she would go to the next truck and ask him if he wanted any cunt and then just proceed down the line. Every once in a while a trucker would want to check her cunt out first to see how much cum was running down the inside thighs. She loved to have a cuntful of cum so it would be running down her thighs. If it was too much, and the guy didn't like it, she had to go inside the ladies' room and squeeze her cunt muscles to get all the cum out. More times than not, a few women would come into the ladies' room while she was standing there naked, cleaning her cunt. Some women were pretty snooty and looked down on her and call her a cheap whore. Some women would comment about what a great body she had. Some would even ask to squeeze her tits. Some wanted to see her cunt. A couple of women actually stripped and they would have a nice little threesome. Then they would leave and she was back to walking along the 18 wheelers looking for cock. "I asked her how many times it was that she came in there and they would steal her clothes. She said every night!!! She said now she just doesn't wear any clothes and that takes care of the problem. She said that it is great because she gets so much exposure to cocks. She said she has to be a little careful when she walks to the elevator and outside of her apartment building to her car. There are a couple of nosey old women who are always calling the cops because of some naked whore. She said the cops all know her and all she has to do is stop over at the police station later that night and suck and fuck all the cops. No charge for indecent exposure. In fact, the cops said there wasn't anything indecent about her tits and cunt and to keep up the good work!" "I asked her how far of a drive that she has to this bar and she said about 30 minutes. I asked what would she do if her car broke down? She said that has already happened. All she did was stand outside and swing her tits, lean up against the car, bring her knee up with her foot against the car and spread her legs. That would usually give a good spread of her cunt and a guy stopped right away. She said the guy was so excited that he fucked her right away and almost left without checking the car! She seems pretty comfortable about driving around naked. More power to the cunt!" "So, is the cunt going to be around tonight?" asked Sam. "Well, not here, but at my house." Said Tom. "At your house tonight? How did you arrange that?" asked George. "Well, I told her I had a bunch of friends always looking for a good fuck and if she came to my house, she'd enjoy it a lot better than in this crummy dive. She almost didn't believe me but I gave her directions to my house and she said she would be there in, let's see, probably an hour. So, let's get out of here and get to my house." As they all paid up and just about ran to their cars, their cocks were straining to get out, just thinking about the horny bitch. They all got to Tom's place in record time. They were all there when they saw Tom bringing in some kind of contraption. "What the hell is that, Tom?" questioned Jack. "This is one of those fucking swinging." Tom said. "A fucking swing?" Jack asked again. Tom seemed a little irritated. "Jack, it's a swing that you put a broad in and you fuck her! First you get her legs in each of the stirrups and it spreads her legs and then have her put her arms over her head and hold onto the bar. I like to make sure the bitches don't try to get away, so once they have their hands gripping the bar, I snap some cuffs over their wrists. That has certainly helped a few times when a babe would suddenly change her mind and want to get away." "So there you've got this naked babe spread wide open and unable to get away. She gets fucked and fucked and fucked whether she likes it or not. But, let's face it, would the cunts be there if they didn't want to be? I don't think so! This swing works great for ass fucking too. You just pull up her legs a little and her ass is right there for easy picking." "Let me tell you that when I first bought this swing, I wasn't sure if I would be using it much but man, I bet I have fucked a couple hundred of cunts. Some of those cunts came back for repeat performances! "Hey, guys, here comes a car." said Jack. "Oh man, there she is. Shit, look at those tits. She's naked except for those high heels. Look at her strut! Looks like she's had plenty of practice swinging those big tits. Man, I can't wait to get my hands on those babies to squeeze and suck. And, I want that well used cunt! Here…I'll get the door." As Jack opened the door for the waiting cunt, he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. "Hey, babe, come on it." She looked at the hard cock in his hands, licked her lips and immediately went down on her knees and sucked his cock right up. She made sure her ass was available and as she turned around to look who was there, she wiggled her ass a little. "Hey come on, guys. Let's do some double duty here. While I am sucking this cock, someone get his cock in my cunt or ass. No, on second thought, I want both my cunt and ass fucked at the same time." She didn't have to ask anyone twice. They formed a line and first she got it up her ass. She stopped sucking cock and said, "Oooooh, I just love a hard cock up my ass. Go man, go!!!" Then she went back to cock sucking never missing a beat while getting her ass fucked. The cunt said: "Listen up guys. Tonight no cum in my cunt. I want it all in my mouth, my face and all over these big tits. I told a girl I was going out to fuck a bunch of guys and she didn't believe me. I want to show the stupid bitch that I'm no slouch when it comes to spreading my legs and sucking those great, hard cocks." The guy in her ass pulled his cock out and he taped her on her head. "Hey, slut, here's your first deposit" as he came around to the front of her and shot it over her big tits. "Great shot, man! Next! Ok, as I said before, I want a cock in my ass and a cock in my cunt." Two guys stepped right up and the guy with the bigger cock shoved it in her ass with the other guy with a pretty good size cock took her cunt. "Ooooooooo!!!! Yes. Now that's how I love to be fucked! Harder… faster…Ooooo!!!!" The cunt realized that she was not sucking on the cock. "Oh, sorry, honey, I just got carried away with those two cocks working my ass and cunt over. Let me get back to what I love to do besides fucking…cock sucking." She then sucked his cock all the way into her mouth right to his balls. She stopped for a moment and said: "You know, you've got such a great cock! Did I tell you I love to suck cock? I just can't seem to get enough!" Then she gobbled him right up again and furiously ran his cock in and out of her mouth. The guys watching all this were commenting about what a great guy Tom was because he always found the best and talented sluts for his friends to work over. This slut really enjoyed what she was doing. Doing exactly as the cunt had told him, Jack shot her all over her tits. He had quite a load because it started to drip off her nipples so she grabbed her tits and licked off one nipple and then the other. "It's a shame to waste good cum." she said, as she spread the hot cum all over her tits. The next guy came over, cock in hand and said: "I tend to last a long time. Do you have a problem with that?" She just looked at him amazed. She replied: "Honey, that's like asking a little girl if she likes ice cream. When I do conventions, they put us whores in the hospitality suites. They tell us we can wear anything we want. I usually wear high heels and earrings and that is all. Since I specialize in gang bang cock sucking, I am on my knees most of the time. During the time I am not on my knees, I just strut around advertising my tits and cunt. Most of the girls don't like to be so blatant but I love showing off my equipment. The guys are not supposed to be touching the whores unless they pay first, but I let the guys play with my tits and sometimes suck on them and of course I spread my legs and let them stick a few fingers up my cunt. During these conventions, I walk around with a wet, drippy cunt all the time because I am so horny. Well, enough of this talk, let me suck that good looking cock you got there!" She sucked him with as much enthusiasm as she did Jack. This time she told the guy to shoot into her mouth and all over her face, which he was happy to accommodate her. After she had finished sucking off all the guys and they had shot off their loads in her face, in her hair and all over her tits, she pulled out a camera from her purse and asked one of the guys to take some pictures of her looking like a double dipped glazed doughnut. "Now this is the way a slut should look--covered in cum and wearing a big smile. I want to make sure I get some pictures I can post on the Internet. Some of my friends just don't believe that I am such a slut. I'd like to get more pictures of all of your hard cocks right around my mouth. You don't have to show your faces if any of you are married. I just want to show all these great cocks." "While you are at it, take some pictures of my cunt, my ass and these big tits. I want to post those also on the Internet. You know, I really haven't gotten fucked enough. How about all you guys fuck me again but this time, let's get pictures of every one of you fucking me." "Right, babe, you need to get fucked more. Let's see how you fit in this swing. Oh, baby, baby, you look sooo good. Look at that cunt wide open and that puckery asshole begging for more cock. I like those big cum drying tits sticking out too. Let's just put these cuffs on you for effect. Hey, bring that camera over here and take some pictures. Well, the cunt was right. How do you argue with a babe who wants to get fucked? You don't. You just do her. But with her, it is over and over and over again! When there were no more hard cocks, and the cunt was ready to go home, Tom brought out some money and the rest of the guys did too. "Oh, I don't want any money. I just fuck for fun and this was A LOT of fun." "Are you sure, babe? You really put a lot of effort into being a slut." Tom said. She said: "when I fuck as work, I get paid but when I fuck for fun, it's that…fun! You know where you can find me, at that bar, so if you want more cunt and tits, I'll be there. I'll be waiting for you." Jack asked: "Hey, honey, you never did tell us your name." "Oh don't worry about my name." she said. You can call me "cunt" or "tits" or "slut" or "whore." Personally I like to be called "cunt" the best, but I'll pretty much answer to anything as long as there is a cock calling me over to suck." As she was walking down the driveway to her car, she turned and smiled and held up her tits and shook them at the guys. The dried cum in her hair, her face, mouth and huge swinging tits glistened in the moonlight. What a good sport she was! Tom said: "Now that's the kind of slut I like. She fucks for free because it's fun. Well, I guarantee that cunt of hers is going to be getting a lot of workouts from all of us! House Calls Hugs and kisses to my editors, Pete and Dave. I'm sure I've still misplaced a few commas. :) * She first saw him working outside. She wasn't sure what he was doing, but it appeared he was checking some wires that connected to the back of the house. From a distance, she could see he wore a uniform of standard-issue work pants and a clean, collared shirt. His back was turned to her, giving her a nice view, and when he leaned down she scolded herself for letting her eyes travel downward. Brushing aside her wanton thoughts as the distractions to which she had only recently grown accustomed, she decided to ask him what he was doing, since it was her house he was kneeling behind. She hesitated for a minute, contemplating what might happen if she confronted a stranger alone. It was her day off and she didn't exactly live near anyone. The closest neighbor was at least a mile away. She thought it would be OK. She was a woman of considerable size and strength. She decided she could hold her own if he turned out to be up to no good. Besides, she wore a .38 revolver neatly tucked into a leather holster she kept clipped to her waistband. Jessica possessed qualities men found intimidating. However, most of her friends were men and she learned early in life how much she preferred working with them instead of women. She had worked in health care and didn't mind the occasional filthy mouth you'd hear when working around the younger doctors. She openly enjoyed making a few of her co-workers blush with her own version of trash talk. Jessica understood completely how her impetuous and brazen personality might seem to others, but there was no changing who she was, despite having tried and failed to be more ladylike. She was easy to talk to and inherited her father's ability to listen. She was "comfortable" to confide in, took no shit from anyone and gave her honest opinion about everything. Though everyone was friendly with her, it still hurt deeply that no one showed any interest in taking advantage of what she could offer behind closed doors. She hated herself for being sensitive about this. It was a ridiculously feminine flaw and she envied how men could seemingly so easily separate emotion from sex. She might have been taken to task more frequently if she wasn't obsessed with the need to be wanted wholly for who she was, not just because she had a functional hole between her legs. As a result, her sex life had ranged from mediocre to nonexistent. She had only been with a few men in her lifetime. It wasn't exactly for a lack of desire, but years of rejection had erected a sound proof box around any libido she may have had. Jess let that part of her scream itself to sleep behind the walls until it had finally given up and left her alone. It was only recently that she had noticed a stirring that threatened to reawaken a sleeping giant. She turned her attention back to the young man obviously absorbed in whatever it was he was doing. Since he didn't seem to notice her, Jess leaned against her porch door and took the opportunity to admire him a little more. By all accounts he was very good looking. He looked to be only a few years younger, perhaps in his thirties, but she had never looked her age so he could have been older. She was a physical match for him. Her plump cheeks were smooth and soft. Only a few fine lines around her clear, blue eyes might have betrayed her true age. She wore her dark blonde hair up in a knot most of the time, secured with a hair stick she had purchased as a souvenir one year while vacationing at the beach. The vendor had told her it was carved from teak wood and imported from Africa. She doubted very seriously the claimed origin, but she agreed it was teak. It was strong, very sharp and she had really liked the little zebra carved into the top. Since it held her hair nicely, she never regretted the purchase. Jess continued to observe the man. As she approached she could hear him cursing under his breath. From where she stood she saw him quickly bring his hand up to his mouth and begin sucking. He had obviously cut himself and was trying to stop the flow of blood. She ignored how her breathing changed when he took his finger out of his mouth, looked at it and then slowly replaced it. She shook her head and walked over. "Hello?" she sang out in her usual, cheery voice. "Would you like some help? Can I get you a bandage?" She hoped he didn't notice the flush spreading across her face. The man turned around, a bit startled, and looked at her. "Hello. Yes, that's very kind of you. My clamp slipped while tightening this connection and I think I may need stitches. Damn it. I'll have to call the office and tell them what happened. They'll probably make me come in and call it a day. I hate contract work. I won't be able to make my next appointment." "Well," she said, "it would really do no good to have you bleed to death in my back yard. Please, come in. I can probably take care of it for you. I work at the clinic in town. Let me clean it up and have a look." He smiled and the smile traveled to his eyes. Oh yes, she definitely noticed his eyes. He had long eyelashes. Women have tried for centuries to get lashes like the ones that gracefully surrounded this man's eyes. They were a deep brown with just a bit of gold in them. The stubble on his face indicated he may have forgotten to shave the last few mornings, or perhaps he was trying to grow a beard. Either way, Jess found herself thinking of how nice and rough it would feel against her skin. They went inside and Jess motioned for the gentleman to sit at the kitchen table. She ran over to the sink, grabbed a bowl and filled it with warm water. She reached over and found an unused bar of soap in the basket where she kept it. As she leaned over to open the cabinet to find a clean washcloth, her shirt draped down in the front. She reached her hand up and quickly but absentmindedly tucked the top into her bra strap to keep it secure. The man cleared his throat. "My name is Geoff by the way. Thanks for helping me out. I'd prefer not to call the accident in, if possible. This is the first day in a week that my schedule is actually full of appointments, and with work being so hard to come by these days, well, you can probably imagine." "Call me Jess. Yes, I can only imagine what contract work is like at the moment. What, may I ask is it that you do?" She hoped to find out what this man had been doing behind her house, and was trying not to just come right out and ask. Geoff looked at her and blinked. Surely this woman was aware that her phone line was not working. He had gotten the call of the outage early in the morning and while he was sorry for the people without service, he was also very glad he would be busy today. It was boring just sitting around the house waiting for work. Times were tough, and for him anyway, if he wasn't working, he wasn't getting paid. "Ma'am...," he started to say, but the woman shot him a glance as if to say 'don't you dare.' He laughed and started again, this time deliberately pronouncing her name, "Jess. Are you aware your phone line is out?" She walked over to the phone hanging on the wall, picked it up, and listened. She smiled. "I am now," she said, and chuckled. Jess rarely used the phone, so it didn't surprise her that she hadn't noticed the phone line was dead. The last time the phone went out it wasn't until her neighbor called her on her cell phone and told her to call the phone company to complain. The idea being that the more people who called to complain the faster the company would be to send someone out to fix the problem. She lived where people were few and far between, as they say. Anytime anything froze, cut off, or just stopped working it could be a while before technicians were sent out. Jess sat down in front of Geoff. She rolled up his sleeve so it wouldn't get wet while she cleaned his cut. She saw the edge of what had to be a tribal tattoo peeking out from underneath. Damn, that was hot. She loved body art and had a few tattoos herself, something her family never let her live down. Everyone told her she would regret them one day. Twenty years later she still liked her colorful phoenix and little ladybug. She smiled inwardly, patting herself on the back for not regretting very much what she had done, and began to clean Geoff's hand. She worked diligently, but gently, to clean the wound. This man had really cut himself badly and for a minute she wasn't sure if she would be able to stitch him up at the house. Without local anesthetic it was going to hurt. Jess was also not certain how well she would be able to concentrate on her work this close to Geoff. He smelled really good. For some reason he moved closer to her, and she involuntarily inhaled. His scent was a mixture of tobacco, sweat, and something not entirely foreign to her. She swallowed hard, and tried to concentrate. Geoff sat as still as he could manage while the woman cleaned and sewed him back up. He had noticed ample breasts swinging gently when she had leaned down earlier. He thought to himself they would be very soft in his large, rough hands. He was disappointed when she had moved to quickly to cover herself. He hadn't minded the view at all. He liked a woman with a little meat. In fact, when she turned toward the sink to get the soap, he had to grab himself a bit to ease up the tension he was beginning to feel. Her hands were soft as she rolled up his sleeve, but her voice was firm when she demanded he sit still. She had a commanding presence and was obviously used to getting what she wanted. The gun she had holstered when she greeted him drove home the impression she was an independent woman who could easily take care of herself. He quietly watched her as she meticulously stitched his hand. He was amazed at how skilled she was with the needle. With each neatly tied knot he grew more at ease with her. He could spend time with a woman like this, he thought. He was truly impressed. He leaned closer to get a better view of what she was actually doing and he thought he heard her breathing change. Casually glancing at his watch, Geoff decided he had a little time before his next appointment. He could tell when a woman was aroused even if she wouldn't admit it to herself. He wanted to take advantage of the situation and maybe she'd have some fun to boot. It had been a while since he had been with a woman and it was getting harder to hide his erection. He figured he'd just go with it and see where it went. She finished her work and wrapped his hand with some gauze. After fastening the bandage she checked to make sure it was secure, but not too tight. She needed to get this guy out of her house before she fainted. She felt very hot and somewhat disoriented. She had noticed a growing bulge in his trousers and was desperately trying not to stare. Get back in your box she told her libido. By now though, it had fully picked the lock on the door that previously held it in. It was white hot and blazing, and showed no intention of voluntarily crawling back into solitary confinement. "Ok, I think that will do it. You should be able to work the rest of the day. Keep it clean, change the dressing twice a day and see your doctor if you notice any redness or swelling. The sutures will fall out by themselves." Jess tried to sound professional as she gave him instructions and handed him a small jar of salve he could use when he got home. Jess turned around to show Geoff out, but to her dismay, he didn't get up to leave. Instead he moved his un-bandaged hand down to his crotch and rubbed the bulge that now showed no signs of going away. Her nipples got hard and her mouth went dry, but she was getting very wet in other places. The smile that spread across Geoff's lips told her that she was unsuccessfully hiding her current state. She was visibly flushed and heat pricked at her skin. Her breathing was getting ragged and she reached back to grab the counter to steady herself. Geoff stood up and cautiously walked toward her. She still wore the gun on her waist and he wasn't sure if he was reading her signals correctly. It was obvious that she wanted him, but she still had the look of a rabbit caught down a fox hole. When he got close enough to touch her, he reached up and traced his fingers down her face. She closed her eyes and sighed. He slowly reached around her and carefully removed the firearm. She didn't move as he placed it on the counter, but close enough where she could still reach it. He wanted her to feel safe. He wasn't going to do anything she didn't want him to do. He reached down and took one of her hands and placed it on his zipper. He was feeling very confined at this point and wanted Jess to acknowledge her feelings by unzipping him and setting him free. He removed his hand, but hers remained, trembling. Jess gently squeezed the ever-hardening area through Geoff's pants. He groaned at the contact and leaned in to nuzzle her neck. He took his hand and slid it underneath her shirt and massaged one of her large breasts. He pulled the bra down slightly, freeing her nipple which was hard, yet pliable between his fingers. He continued to roll the nub around increasing pressure until he heard Jess let out a little moan. He pulled her shirt over her head, and slowly took the breast into his mouth. Jess fell back against the counter. Geoff moved down, leaving a slick trail as his tongue continued over her belly. He undid her jeans, and pulled them down. He could smell how aroused she was and he inhaled deeply. His freshly stitched hand was sore, but he moved it up to free her other breast. He was going to need the other hand to do what he wanted. He took one of his fingers and lightly ran it along the outside edge of her panties. He pushed the moist fabric aside to gain better access to her visibly wet and surprisingly shaven pussy. It was smooth for the most part but had a little patch of hair just above her slit opening. He used his thumb to brush the tuft gently. With one hand he massaged her breast, and with the other he spread her soaked labia. He blew softly over her enlarged clitoris before flicking it with his tongue. Oh God! This woman was ripe. The plump, swollen, and heavily scented pussy lips seemed to beckon to him. He dove in hungrily, and began a tortuous assault. Jess tried to hold very still. She was still unsure of what was happening. It had been so long since a man had shown an interest in her. Now, she found herself with this incredibly sexy man's head buried between her legs and she was beginning to pant. She finally threw her head back and screamed as the orgasm washed over her. Geoff smiled when the woman above him began rocking her hips and grabbing the back of his head to force his tongue further into her hotness. He lapped up the sweet juices as she convulsed and continued to ride the waves of pleasure. Her moans were loud, almost pained, but he basked in knowing she was enjoying herself. When she finally stopped shaking, she looked down at the face making its way back up to her mouth. She pressed her lips onto it and relished the way she tasted on this man's tongue. The heat between them was so intense, so palpable. She broke the kiss long enough to drop to her knees and unbuckle the man's pants. She needed to return the favor. Tugging his pants and boxers down, Jess's eyes filled with lust when before her, sprang forward, the most beautiful cock she had ever seen. It was long, thick and had a ridge running underneath. The head was swollen and pulled back, taught and stretched from the blood flow. It throbbed in front of her and she felt her eyes glaze over slightly. She leaned forward and took him in her mouth. She licked up and down his dick like she might work a popsicle on a hot day. She flattened her tongue and ran it underneath his cock from the base of his balls to the tip of the engorged head. Geoff moaned loudly when she wrapped her hands around the shaft and pulled while sucking his balls into her mouth, one by one. She continued like that until she felt his precum running down and wetting her palms. She wanted him to come all over her face and breasts. Geoff had other plans. He had to practically yank Jess up from her feverish and self-absorbed act of fellatio. She felt like a child whose candy had been taken away. She was dizzy from need and wanted his cock back in her mouth. She almost pouted when he pulled her up and bent her over the table. Oh, but when she felt him fumbling around her cunt with the head of his prick, she couldn't contain herself. She lifted her leg up so he could have a better view and she reached down to rub her clit. It was still sensitive from her orgasm, but deliciously so and she rubbed harder and faster as he moved to enter her hot pussy. Geoff pushed the head of his cock in with one movement, and spent no time in setting a rhythm that had them both panting. Like a race horse at break neck speed, he pounded away at what had to be the tightest, wettest pussy he had ever felt. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, but wanted to make sure this magnificent woman came once more before he was spent. He could tell she was close when she started rubbing her clit faster and her moaning got louder. He reached around and grabbed her breast, pulling on the hard nipple like he had done before. It sent her over, sobbing and shaking in powerful release. Her pussy muscles convulsed and clenched tightly around him as she came, and he couldn't hold back. The hot liquid erupted from deep within his balls. He growled loudly as his cock pumped out every drop. For a moment they were quiet. Jess lay face down on the kitchen table, leg still propped up, trying to catch her breath. Her hair had long since fallen down around her shoulders, her favorite hair stick lost somewhere in the disarray that was once her kitchen. Geoff pulled out of her and their juices ran into a puddle on the floor. Jess just shook her head and thought how she had just mopped, but then decided she didn't care. This man, this glorious man had just fucked her senseless and she felt relaxed and wonderful. Geoff looked down at her and smiled. This had to be the best work day he'd had in a very long time. He cleaned up and glanced at his watch. He was going to be late to his next appointment, but he didn't care. He leaned down to kiss Jessica. What a woman! He asked her if he could see her again and she sleepily replied that he could come by anytime. She gave him her number at the clinic and told him to stop by next week, so she could take a look at his hand. He gave her rump a squeeze as he buckled his trousers and said she'd probably need to take a look at more than his hand the next time he stopped by. Jess grinned. Yes, she thought to herself. She would absolutely need to take a look at more than just his hand. House Calls - One * * * * * Click Here to listen. (11.5 min/mp3) * * * * * I knock and wait at your door patiently listening to your footsteps quickly rushing to greet me. The door swings open to reveal you flustered and relieved to see me. "Thank fuck your are here, please come in." You invite as you step back to make room for my entrance. I stride confidently into your house as you press the door shut behind me. You lock and latch the door and sigh in relief. Finally your Doctor has arrived and you know that in no time he will be attending to whatever ailment has befallen you on this lovely day. "What appears to be the problem?" I inquire as you enter the room. "You spoke about an urgent matter. An emergency perhaps?" "Yes Doctor." You reply, "An urgent matter indeed. You see my partner has left me only days ago and I am afraid to say that I have not been able to achieve an orgasm in their absence." "Oh, I see. Well, this isn't an uncommon problem. In fact many women and men often forget how to stimulate themselves after years of being solely attended to by another." "No." You disagree, "I haven't forgotten how to masturbate. Quite the opposite in fact. In the past few days I have flicked at my pussy furiously while inserting all kinds of wonderful objects into my desperately wet hole." "Do you mean to say that your vagina is wet at the moment?" I query. "It certainly is extremely wet Doctor. I have been rubbing my cunt through my panties ever since getting off the phone from your receptionist. I am desperate to feel an orgasm finally rip through my body and I will do anything you say if you can promise me relief." "Well I can certainly promise you relief. During my extended stint as a practitioner of love and lust I am still yet to leave a patient unsatisfied and without a cure." "What will it take Doctor?" You ask, "What exactly is it that you need me to do? Or should I ask, what exactly is it that you intend to do to me in order for us to achieve this climax I long so fiercely for?" "Actually it is quite simple as long as you follow my every instruction." I inform. "Oh I will Doctor, I promise to do whatever you tell me." "Good, now get down on your knees and take my cock from my trousers." "Pardon?" You query slightly confused. "You promised to follow my every instruction, now get down on your knees and remove my penis from my pants." "But what has this to do with my orgasm?" Your question is ridiculous. "Listen, I have plenty of women that need my help. I don't have time for this irrelevant banter. Either you get down on your knees, unzip my fly, pull my cock from my pants or I leave quicker than I arrived." You drop to your knees without a word and your knees thud hard against the floor. You pull back my coat, unzip the fly and thrust your hand searching inside my pants to find your Doctor's cock. "That's it." I encourage, "Now take it out and place it in your mouth, we have little time." Soft is the penis you lay on your tongue, soft and wet on the end. Your mouth collapses around my soft prick and you press it firmly against the roof of your mouth with your tongue. You lean in and slide your lips down to the root of my shaft. "Hold there a moment." I instruct. "Keep that cock in your mouth while you drop my pants down to my ankles." You do so without a word now your mouth is full of salty flesh. Struggling with my belt you wince your eyes and wonder how many other women I have demanded this from today. You wonder if that's another woman's cunt you can taste on my dick and as my trousers fall to my feet you begin to pull back along my soft member. "I said keep it in your mouth." I am stern and press your face back down onto my penis. "How many times must I remind you that this therapy will only work if you follow my every instruction?" I question you with frustration. "Don't answer me." I continue, "Take my ball sack into your right hand and bring your left hand up to finger the edges of my arsehole... good girl. Now suck hard on that cock like it were a straw clogged with ice-cream. Suck on it hard as though your only breath could be seduced from it." I hold your head firmly between my hands and twist your hair through my fingers. Your face is pushed hard against my abdomen and as your fingers begin to massage the outskirts of my anus you begin to feel my cock rapidly increasing in size and firmness. "That's it, that's a good girl. Now keep sucking, don't you dare stop until you feel me flexing solid against the back of your throat. Breath slowly through your nose and cup my balls a little harder." Your eyes bulge and you begin to panic as the head of my penis slides gently into the top of your throat. Your reflexes beg you to pull away but my grip has your face firmly pressed against my abdomen. "We're almost there, don't you dare try and pull away from me now. You're doing extremely well and I would be very disappointed if you gave me any reason to walk away from this session. Take a deep breath through your nose and continue to relax, feel my flesh sliding along your tongue as this hot prick of mine continues to grow in your mouth." You're beginning to wonder how much harder I can possibly grow. The head of my penis threatens your gag reflex and saliva begins to drip from one side of your mouth. "Ok hold on we're almost done. Now prepare yourself as I am about to flex hard in your mouth. This will surprise you at first but I beg you to hold me tight until you feel a single tear of pre-cum wet the inside of your throat. Ok, here we go." You feel my cock flex hard inside of your mouth. You're shocked as the length and breadth of my member grows even further into your throat. The heat surprises you and you half expect the burning fleshy staff to ignite on your tongue. Your throat struggles to hold the head of my penis tight as my pre-cum begins to spill freely from the end. My hands relax their grip from your hair and head and you slowly pull back half expecting me to force you back down upon it, but this is not the case. You ease back gently as the head simply slides from the confines of your throat dragging with it a trail of pre-cum along the length of your tongue. "Now jack that cock hard for me." I demand, "Stroke it fast and hold the head against your tongue. Gently slide one finger into my arsehole and repeat after me." "My Doctor knows exactly what is right for me." "My Doctor's cock is full of warm come." "Spray it all over me Doctor." "Wet my face and fill my mouth with your sperm." "Drench my face with your semen and let me suck your spent cock." And with that final response my come fires from my shaft splashing your cheek and waiting tongue with a surprising force. You can feel the liquid squeezing through my body as you drive your finger harder and deeper into my arsehole. You keep jacking harder and faster aiming the fleshy hose directly into your mouth and it fills quickly with the hot, salty fluid. "Very good." I encourage, "Now suck on my spent cock as you gulp down that big load I have left in your mouth. Suck and swallow it down like the perfect patient that you are. Yes, you are a very, very good patient." You take the wet softening cock into your mouth and gulp down hard on the semen spilling around in your mouth. You expect that it will be your turn next and your orgasm is so very close when you hear. "Well done. I can see now that you trust me as your Doctor and you can see that achieving orgasms is one of my specialties. Now pick up my pants for me and get back up onto your feet." You're too afraid to speak, knowing quite well how I have reacted previously to your lack of submission and so you stand and wait patiently as I buckle my belt and make comfortable my trousers. I look up and meet your eyes. My face and voice portray a stern professionalism which reminds you that this isn't some fling you have had with your Doctor. This is your first step to recovery. "Now," I offer, "continue about your day as if this encounter had never occurred. I will be back to check on your progress sometime within the next twenty-four hours. I will be on my way now, I can show myself the door, please do not contact the office as I will return when I see fit. Enjoy your day." You are dumbfounded, jaw hanging open gasping for breath. The scent of semen clings to your face and you're not quite sure what it is that has just happened. I leave the room abruptly and you hear the door open and then close behind me. You are left there speechless, confused and completely unsure as to what it is you have gotten yourself into... yet you ponder to yourself, "Will I see him again?" House Calls - Three * * * * * Click Here to listen. (15 min/mp3) * * * * * Rolling over casually you awake from your peaceful slumber. You rub your eyes and slowly let them adjust to the morning light beaming through your open bedroom window. Taking a deep breath you stretch your arms up and kick out your legs, you feel refreshed and wonder what may come of your day. As you slowly rise up to sit comfortably in your bed you begin to have flashes of the night before. Did you dream that your Doctor came to visit you in the middle of the night? It all comes flooding back to you as your feel a slight discomfort in your wrists and ankles, it certainly feels as if you have been restrained and a slight aroma of sex lingers in the air. Running your hand over your neck you find the evidence of my climax and your heart begins to race. Is he still in the house? Throwing the covers from your body you leap up from the mattress and run for bedroom door, as you kick it open you think twice and stop in your tracks. If I am still in the house, what can you expect to find? You begin tip toeing down the hallway of your house, you are naked and excited and you long desperately for me to jump out and surprise you. As you move closer to the kitchen you can hear movement and smell the gorgeous aroma of roasted coffee. A smile begins to creep over your face and you peak your head around the corner half expecting to be immediately in trouble for sneaking around the house without permission. What you find in the kitchen is your Doctor fully clothed and sitting at the table reading the daily paper. I sip casually at my coffee and look up to find you peering nervously from the hallway. "Come, take a seat." I invite. Surprised you turn back into the hallway and throw your head back in disbelief, you feel cured. You feel as though you could come right there on the spot and you're almost too embarrassed to face me... but you do. Stepping out from the hall you walk over to join me at the table. A cup of coffee waits steaming for you opposite me and as you pull your seat out to sit I proclaim. "Your treatment has been successful, you should be very proud of yourself." Goose pimples paint your buttocks as you place yourself down onto the cold timber. "How do you know that I am cured Doctor?" You ask. "I am still yet come." "Trust me," I return, "I'm a Doctor." You take a cautious sip from your coffee to be sure that it is not too hot and as you do I continue. "In fact, I believe that you are ready to come right now. I am so sure of my treatment that I can guarantee that you will come multiple times before the morning is done." You bight your lip in both disbelief and desperation. I put the paper I was reading down onto the table and lean over to say, "Let us get started now shall we?" "Oh yes please Doctor, I am starving for relief." You pout. "Excellent, an eager student. Now move your chair out from the table and bring yourself around here next to me so I can see you better... Excellent. "Now spread your legs wide and slide your middle finger into your pussy. That's a girl, push it deep up inside and stir it around. Coat your finger generously with your juices. Take a moment to feel the smooth inner wall of your vagina with your finger tip. Imagine what it must feel like to have your Doctor's sensitive penis pushing and sliding against your smooth warm flesh." At this point I unzip my fly and remove my half erect penis. You stare hungrily at the pink soft flesh and I start to stroke myself ever so gently as I continue, "Now, bring your finger out from your pussy and slide it around your outer lips. Be firm with your fingers and massage the outer lips of your sweet wet pussy. Prepare yourself for some vigorous clitoral stimulation and keep a keen eye on my hand and cock as I continue to stroke for you." "Your time is now. Flick your clit furiously with your wet fingers. Roll your round pink pearl hard with your hand and fingertips. Feel it swell as your orgasm longs for you. Grope your breast and pinch lightly at your nipple. Bite your lip and watch as my cock grows harder and harder for you. Imagine my hard penis filling your pot as your hand rolls furiously around your flesh. I can see your outer lips relaxing and dripping with lust." Your heart rate rises and my stroke begins to increase in pace with your own. I look lustfully into your eyes but you are too consumed with the rhythm of my stroke to notice. You pinch harder at your nipple as your climax climbs higher and higher. "You can come now, I have cured you. Come now and scream with your release. Come now as you watch my hand jerking at my cock beside you. Let your climax rip through your brain like a cock thrusting inside of you." Your toes curl and you kick your legs. Your eyes roll back with your head in ecstasy. You gasp for breath in disbelief as you were worried that you would never come again, your Doctor has provided everything he promised and you are ecstatic with the result. As your orgasm begins to flush away from your mind I am standing and holding my cock just next to your face. Without prompting you hungrily latch onto it with your mouth as if were the only thing that may keep you alive. You suck and flick your tongue around my hot shaft as I drop my pants and unbutton my shirt. In no time I am naked before you and my hands run through your hair and my hips buck gently toward your face. I am so eager to come for you again. I have grown quite accustomed to the sight and the smell of my semen on your flesh, and so I pull my cock from your mouth and stroke it vigorously before your face. You can see in my eyes that I am consumed with lust and just as you expect the warm fluid to come spilling out onto your face I stop short and hold my cock still before you. I struggle to fight the orgasm down into the base of my body and as I flex my cock hard a single drop of white squeezes out from the end of my head. Your tongue waits patiently and the fluid slowly drops from my rod down onto your tongue. I sigh in relief and bend down to tongue kiss you hard tasting both my cock and my come in your mouth. It's delicious and your Doctor is now possessed. I drop to my knees and begin lapping and tonguing at your cunt as if I were ready to eat you whole. "What a stiffened little clit you have here for me. Work that sweet little pussy onto my tongue." I gasp as my soft firm tongue presses hard against your hole as my nose digs in and around your lips nuzzling at your clitoris. You knot my hair around your fingers and pull my face up ever so slightly as to reposition my tongue onto your clit. In no time you are squealing as my tongue flicks directly on target. "Grind your pussy harder onto my face." I give as you release my hair from your grip and move one hand down to help lift up your pussy so your clit pouts out proudly for me to suck. Your other hand runs through your hair before you place one finger into your mouth so you can continue your own little fantasy of having my cock sliding against your tongue. The thought of my warm flesh spurting it's fresh hot sperm into your mouth is enough to push you over the edge again and you throw your head back and let my tongue lash a second and even more intense orgasm into and around your body. You kick your feet in delight as I suck hard at your clit and clamp your sensitive treasure down tight between my lips. Your climax rips through your flesh and you quite vocally announce your pleasure by demanding, "Fuck me Doctor. Fuck me hard and fuck me fast. Fuck me now, please. Fill me with your flesh." And I oblige. I stand, grab your arms and lift you to your feet. I twist your body before me and bend you over the table beside us. Your arse is bared before me like a peach and my cock hardens and bounces just near it as if it were a worm readying itself to eat large portions of this sweet, sweet fruit. With one hand fondling around at your snatch you use two fingers to separate your lips and bare your glistening cunt for my hungry cock. I direct my aching member purposefully into your hole, it fills you like a hand in a tailored glove. Your pussy gushes with it's own fluids now mingling with the relentless stream of pre cum that sings true my hunger and lust. Long steady and patient strokes into your body slowly increase in pace as your fingers circle your clit and tickle the bottom of my wet shaft. Your buttocks contorts with each thrust of my hips. I slightly bend my knees and position my hips so I may drive my cock deeper inside of you. You wince with pleasure and satisfaction. You love having your pussy full with hard cock and you rub frantically at your pussy pearl determined to find this third and final orgasm. I look down to admire the beautiful sight of my gorgeous cock moving effortlessly in and out of you. Your butt cheeks close in and around me as my abdomen presses against you at the end of each thrust. I'm beginning to sweat and a few drops sprinkle your back. You feel the warm liquid splash your body and almost panic as you fear I have come without you, but you can feel me fucking you. My cock is hard and held deep inside of your pussy, you look back over your shoulder and ask, "Are you close? Are you ready to come?" My eyes open wide and I simply nod "Yes." You push me back and out from your warm velvet glove and quickly drop to your knees where you continue to flick and finger wildly at your purse. "Come for me Doctor." You demand. "Show me your dick and show me how much come you have for me." I step forward and wank my dick just before your face. The head of my cock butts against your chin and my pre cum paints your flesh. "Fuck, here I come." My come splashes against your chin while your fingers finally find that third orgasm you have been searching for. My warm semen spills down the length of your neck and your head drops back in ecstasy. Your breasts catch long ropes of my come as it spurts out white ropes of lust. Your eyes stare passionately at mine while you loose yourself in your climax. We both gasp for air and I continue to jerk my entire load from my burning hot penis. You are drenched in my come and I drop to my knees to be close with you. "Congratulations." I whisper as I reach around to hold and hug you. My come wets my chest as your breasts slide between our bodies. I take a long lick of your neck, my semen is everywhere, it smells wonderful and I blush with excitement and lust. Our hearts race within our chests. Quietly I give, "Your treatment is complete. No longer shall you struggle to find pleasure, be it home alone or in a room full of naked strangers." "I owe you my world." You return. "How on Earth can I repay you Doctor?" I wait silently considering how I could answer your question... and then it is clear. "Leave your bedroom window open at night." House Calls - Two * * * * * Click Here to listen. (13 min/mp3) * * * * * "Shhhh..." I whisper softly in your ear. "Wake up." You stir beneath the covers of your bed and try to roll over but your arms are stuck, you are unable to move. "Don't panic, just relax. It's me, your Doctor." "What the fuck are you doing? It's the middle of the night. How on Earth did you get in here?" You sound both worried and curious as you stir from your slumber. "Listen, I am quite aware that it's the middle of the night and don't you worry about how I got in here, all you need to worry about is your therapy. Now open you mouth." You obediently oblige half expecting to be sucking my cock again as the smell of rubber fills your nostrils. The dry sensation of the ball pressing into your mouth and against your tongue leads quickly to the realisation that your legs and arms are tied tight to the four bed posts. At first you thought you couldn't move because you had been sleeping on your arms, but how wrong you were. You are bound tight to the bed, stripped of all your clothes and now your mouth is stuffed with a rubber ball. You have so many questions, you always do. Perhaps this is why I brought the gag, prepared to silence you before you cruel tonight's therapy for yourself. "I hope you are comfortable." I question, but you are unable to answer. Am I teasing you or am I genuinely concerned about your comfort? You will never know. I strip you of the blanket laid warmly over your body. The night air immediately goose pimples your flesh and your nipples stand hard on end. I flick your left nipple hard and you wince at the sharp pain. With nothing but the moonlight to aid your vision you struggle to predict my movements. The bed sinks to one side as I take my place next to you. My fingers run through your pubic hair searching for a hint of wetness. Rolling around with your clit I begin to part your lips, my finger tips press against the opening of your cunt where just the slightest hint of moistness welcomes me. I slide your slippery juice gently up the length of your lips and begin massaging your clitoris softly and sensually. I lean down and whisper in your ear, "I wonder what you were dreaming about. I wonder what wonderful thoughts dance through your head while you dream. Although you are only just the slightest bit wet, something must have made you this way." You twist and turn moaning quietly through your gag as I slide my fingers through your increasing wetness. I dip a finger into your warm purse and hold it there as I continue whispering into your ear, "Have you been dreaming about our previous encounter? We're you frustrated when I left you today? After gulping down that mouthful of come were you expecting me to reciprocate the gesture?" With what little movement you have you push your hips down and onto my finger resting calmly within you. I easily slide a second finger into your pussy and you groan with delight. "Let me guess," I continue, "you were thinking I was going to pick you up and lay you down on your kitchen bench. You were expecting me to hitch up that skirt of yours to discover you weren't wearing any panties. Yes, that's right, I know how women like you think. You think that once your Doctor is satisfied he will be quick to alleviate you of your ailment. I know that you had been sitting here at home flicking away at this wet pink pussy I now have wrapped around my fingers. And I know that you were longing to have me clinging to your clit with my mouth while I pinched your tits with abandoned disregard." I remove my fingers from your pouch, they are now drenched with your slippery lust and I slide them in big generous circles around your clit. You gasp for breath through your gag and you can feel what you assume to be my hard on pressing against your leg. "But I had no intention of making you come. In fact, I still have no intention to make you come. Unfortunately my job is not that simple. Sure I could lick your cunt furiously while I rubbed my hard on firmly against your foot. I could make you come at the drop of a hat, but this is not my job. As you know quite well my job is not to make you come, you invited me here to cure you and these are two completely different things. Yes, you will be coming by the end of our time together, but until then you must endure the treatment I bestow upon you and trust that I have your sexual health in mind at all times." My silhouette rises before you and I step one knee over your body so I may sit straddling your waist. You hear the screw cap of a bottle gently turning and a sweet calming aroma quickly fills the air. A thick cool liquid drips down and splashes your breast, the fluid spills down between your cleavage and you become quickly aware that this is massage oil wetting your tits and decolletage. The bottle taps lightly against your bed side table as I place it down cautiously as not to spill the precious liquid. My hands now slide down between your breasts gathering up the slippery fluid onto my hands and then pressing it firmly around your rising chest. I try and take large handfuls of your flesh only to have your tits slide playfully from each grasp I attempt to take. My fingers fight to pinch your nipples but just as your breasts refuse to be held by my clutching hands your nipples slide out from between my fingers whenever I come close to having them tight between my fingertips. I roll and sway my hips back and forward atop of your own as if there were a mouth or a cunt waiting to engulf my cock with each thrust of my hips. You grunt and moan in frustration and this only inspires me to rock forward harder. I am dreaming of driving my hard member deep into your body and my balls brush through your pubic hair. I move my body up so I am kneeling above you with my warm cock resting between your tits. You can feel it twitch as the blood pulses through my cock and I slide it ever so lightly over your soft oily breasts. "I know what you are thinking." I state with conviction. "You're thinking that I can't control myself and that I have come here for nothing but my own satisfaction." I begin slapping your breasts with my soft hard cock. "But your wrong, as the only thing that will satisfy me is your own satisfaction and as you may assume, this may take quite a few sessions. Certainly I will be coming again, but please do not mistake this as my satisfaction. This is simply a part of my job, an integral part of your prescription." My cock is now solid from slapping it against your breasts. "And as certain as you are that I'm about to wrap your slippery tits around my cock and jerk myself to climax, you should know by now that my methods are simply not that predictable." My hands come down firmly against your breasts and I push you down hard against the bed with all my weight. You can feel my hips slide down to your thighs and I spread my legs wide apart so I may straddle your bound legs. With my weight baring down upon your chest I maneuver my cock down to your pussy where I stumble about trying to find the opening of your slit with nothing but my hips to guide and aim my thrust. The head of my cock pokes at your clitoris and slides down around your slit. With your legs bound tight to the bed it is difficult to get a clean stroke for my initial entry. Eventually my heads pokes through your fleshy curtains and presents itself to the inside of your warm, moist pussy. Perfectly guided by your interior shaft I lunge within you thrusting myself downward so the top of my stiff rod rubs hard against your clit with each full body stroke. You struggle to breath through your gag and you almost weep each time my flesh presses hard against your clit. The feeling of my cock simultaneously filling your hole and rubbing your clit makes you scream for breath. You suck air hard though your nose and my hands begin massaging your breast once again, working in large definite circles as my cock burns hard between your legs. Your pussy drips wet and my pre cum spills inside of you. My hands slip and slide around your breasts and you can't bring yourself to concentrate on a single sensation. "I could fill you with my orgasm." I shudder. "I could easily make you come because I know exactly what you want from me. You want me to hold my ejaculating cock hard against your clit while you buck your cunt wildly against my flesh. You want to smell my sperm. You want me to wet your cunt and you need to feel that orgasm building inside of you exploding against my sex... hahahahaha, but no." I quickly remove myself from your starving pussy and bring myself back up to your chest where I strap my cock tight with your wet tits and begin jacking myself off with your large round fleshy breasts. "This is my orgasm." I tell you as my sweat splashes down upon your body. Your orgasm sits precariously on the brink of your pleasure but you just can't find it and I come... My sperm squirts out from between your tits and splashes upon your neck and chin. You feel my cock hard between your breast jutting and jerking as the warm white fluid shoots and spurts hot against your flesh. The smell of my come makes your pussy drip lusciously with your own juices and you scream for your orgasm. "Soon my eager patient." I say while sliding my cock around your tits, massaging my come into your flesh. "Soon you will be writhing in your own ecstasy, in your own come. I'm not doing this to tease you, I'm doing this for your benefit. When we are done you will be free to come as often as you please and with whom ever you please. But until we are done you must continue to trust me." My seed drips down around your body. I rise up and stand above you, my cock lightly drips it's remaining fluid onto your chest. The bed bounces as I leap from the mattress. I quickly slide into my trousers and replace the bottle of massage oil into my bag. You try kicking your legs, still aching for your orgasm and I lean over to remove your gag. "You fucking prick." You spit at me. "You will thank me soon enough." I retort as I turn to leave your bedroom. "Now sleep and get your rest... we have a big day tomorrow." Still tied to the bed you try rolling your hips in all manner possible to try and milk your orgasm free from your restraint... unfortunately, you are left once again longing for your climax.