23 comments/ 113479 views/ 17 favorites Simon Says By: darcysweet AUTHOR'S NOTE The following story contains m/m and f/f hot action. If that's not your thing then I respect your wishes to move along....but before you go, could it really hurt to have just a little look? If you've never before considered the delicious hotness of man on beautiful man then why not try it right now? I had no idea how much I loved the concept until I stumbled across a steamy Emma Holly mmf menage. So, go on, stumble across it right now...no one's looking. -------------------------------------------------- Who knew the difference a week could make? Before they'd all stayed at the cabin together Marina had thought that her college roommate's boyfriend Kurt was a great guy. One week of listening to his red-neck homophobic bullshit and now, now she wouldn't spit on him if he was on fire. Seriously, it was driving her batshit insane. Everything was gay, according to the erudite Kurt. Especially Marina's boyfriend Paolo, apparently everything he did made him suspiciously homosexual. Paolo took it in his stride because he was that kind of guy. Calm, kind and not at all bothered by the petty. Not Marina—she seethed. Oh, not everything was gay. Apparently girl on girl was completely acceptable. He was forever trying to get Jade and Marina to kiss. Marina was not averse to the idea, but not for that asshole's pleasure. "Mari, babe, he's not that bad," Paolo said—rolling over in the bed to face her—in one of the brief moments they were alone. Jade and Kurt had gone on an early morning hike with a local nature group. Morning sunlight filtered through the cracks in the cabin's log walls creating a dusty back light of Paolo's glossy black curls. "He is! He's foul! I can't stand him. What is with all that gay bullshit? Who says that? Who?" Marina hissed, angry that even while they were alone the toxic Kurt continued to invade her space. "Someone not too confident of their own sexuality," Paolo said trailing fingertips down Marina's arm shooting goose pimples across her naked skin. "Really? That's what you think? I think he's just an ass." "I've seen it before. He's almost textbook in his denial." "Not like you." Marina knew that Paolo was bi-sexual. He'd been open about it from the start. It was one of the first things that attracted her, his androgynous aura of sexuality. He laughed a deep throaty chuckle that did things to her, started a simmer deep in her stomach. "No, not like me." "Do you think he's attracted to you? Do you think that's why he's so obnoxious?" He laughed again and said, "Marina, I know you think everyone wants me, but honey, I think really it's just you." He rolled on top of her, pinning her arms with his weight. She loved the heavy press of his body on hers, and he knew it. He pushed down on her, the thick bar of his erection driving into her pubic bone. Already wet with his cum he slipped easily inside, pushing deep until she gasped. He took it slow this time, unlike the frantic coupling of before when they'd woken to find themselves finally alone. Slow, deep thrusts, no hurry. She sighed spread her legs and angled her hips up to meet him. In the quiet of the cabin she listened, loving the wet sound of their bodies meeting and the hushed exhale he made with each push. It grew, measured and delicious, from her toes through to her scalp she felt the coming orgasm. Her muscles taut but not strained she rose to meet him, reveling in the building feeling. He didn't hear the door, but she did. Over Paolo's shoulder she saw him, standing still, frozen in the doorframe. Kurt. He didn't leave. He watched. Not her...but Paolo. She trailed her hands down Paolo's back and pushed the sheet that covered them both clear of his hips, exposing his taut ass. Kurt still didn't leave, didn't move. He stood, silent and still, watching the push and contraction of Paolo's ass as it thrust into Marina. The look on his face, the shocked look of absolute need sent her over, rushed her slowly building orgasm into an uncontrolled fiery spasm. The shocked clench of her muscles around his cock sent Paolo over too. After a series of short frantic thrusts, he arched his back, cried out, thrust deep and came inside her while Kurt looked on. "Kurt, babe are you going inside?" Jade's voice broke the spell; Marina saw her look over Kurt's shoulder see what was happening and curse, "Shit! Sorry. So Sorry." Jade tugged on Kurt's shoulder and pulled him from the room. * * * * Afterwards he pretended that it hadn't happened, but whenever Marina forced Kurt to meet her eyes, she saw the awareness burning there. Continuing to tease him she was deliberate in her movements, cupping Paolo's ass when Kurt was in sight and trailing her fingertips across the muscles of his lean stomach. Marina wanted to punish Kurt, force the stupid redneck to accept what he so obviously wanted. Rock him right to his homophobic core. Each time she caught his eyes devouring Paolo it shot a thrill not unlike a hit of a whiskey right through her veins. As time went on she grew more bold, more obvious in her movements, making Paolo so hard that he took her outside, into the woods and fucked her up against a tree. That night it was Jade and Kurt's turn to cook. They did a BBQ, outside on the porch. Meat sizzled, Kurt and Paolo watching intently, while Marina and Jade watched them. "Mmmm, love the smell of meat," Jade said with a wicked grin. "You mean the steaks or the men?" Her muffled impish giggle drew the quizzical gaze of the men, which in turn made them both laugh out loud. "You up for some games tonight?" Marina asked, meeting her friend's eyes over the top of her wine glass. "Games?" "Group games. I'm thinking a little Simon Says." A game they'd both played at college before. "Spin the bottle and do what the other person says? Is that what you mean?" "Uh huh." "Yeah." Jade took a gulp of her wine and nodded her head. "I'm up for that." "Good." * * * * Bellies full of wine and BBQ, Jade laid out two blankets on the floor and put the empty bottle and the kitchen timer between them. They'd turned out the lights and the room was now lit only by the soft yellow light of one bedside lamp. "What are you doing?" Kurt asked. "Setting up for a game. You wanna play?" 'What is it?" Paolo asked as he took a seat on one of the blankets. "Simon Says. We spin the bottle and whoever it lands on gets to be Simon for five minutes." "Anything goes?" "You can default—but then you miss a turn." "OK," Kurt said sitting on the blanket beside Jade as she first spun the bottle. It rattled on the uneven wooden floor and did two full circles to point at Kurt. Marina took a drink of her wine as she watched his face split into an evil grin. She knew what was coming. Kurt was so obvious. She turned to meet Jade's eyes and found her looking back with an eyebrow cocked. "Simon says—Jade kiss Marina." Jade came on her knees, her pert little braless breasts swaying under the white tank she wore. Marina came up on her knees to meet her, smiling at the predatory look in her friend's eyes. Marina closed her eyes and waited—Simon had said for Jade to kiss her. Soft warm lips brushed hers in a chaste kiss. Marina snaked out her tongue for a quick swipe along the seam. Jade gasped, opening her mouth to allow Marina the access she wanted. Spearing spread fingers in her short dark hair Marina held Jade's head still. Slicking her tongue along the sensitive inside bottom lip she heard the little whimper she wanted. Jade opened wide, angled her mouth and thrust her tongue inside Marina's mouth. Lost in their kiss the buzz of the timer came too soon. They remained nose to nose, exchanging panting breath for a while after they heard the sound. Jade crawled back to her blanket, nestling herself beside Kurt's legs she said, "Marina's turn to spin." The bottle went around, landing on Marina. They all turned to look at her. She looked up to meet all four sets of eyes and wondered—what did they expect? Kurt had puffed out his chest in an obvious show of bravado. He didn't want her to think he was afraid of her words, but they both knew he was. She wanted to unsettle him further and so she said, "Simon says, Jade suck Kurt's cock." Marina got just the reaction she'd wanted. There was a gasp of shock from both men. Jade licked her kiss swollen lips and nodded. Marina reached over to set the timer, brushing her hair across Paolo's thigh as she did. He was hard, rigid flesh pushing out the loose fabric of his sweats. Jade pulled back the elastic of Kurt's basketball shorts to reveal his cock. It pressed up against his stomach, hard and sticky with pre-cum. She snaked out her tongue, teasing back the foreskin to reveal the swollen head. Around and around she licked the slick plum tipped head as Kurt arched his hips up trying to get her take more. Then with a skill that Marina envied Jade slowly took the whole length in her mouth, right down to the pulsing root. "Yes," Kurt groaned as Jade bobbed up and down on his cock. Paolo's hand came across the blanket to grip Marina's thigh as they both watched. The fingers biting into her flesh with each groan that Kurt made. The buzzer sounded, leaving Kurt cursing as Jade's mouth slipped from his cock. She pulled the shorts up halfway, leaving the wet head poking out the top. "My turn," Jade said with a grin and spun the bottle hard. Round and around it clattered until it slowed to stop pointing at her. Jade clapped her hands and gave a childish squeal. "Simon says, Paolo take out your cock and stroke it." Paolo grinned, first at Marina and then at Jade, but when he took out his cock it was Kurt he was watching. His long fingers easily slipped the elastic band of his sweats over his hips revealing his cock and balls. Coming up on his knees Paolo wet his palm first on the moist tip before grasping the shaft and pulling down. The silence of the cabin made Kurt's excited gasp even louder. Marina didn't watch Paolo; she'd seen this show before. Seeing Paolo masturbate was one of her favorite things to do. Instead she watched Kurt, his fevered gaze stuck on the hand that slowly stroked the length of Paolo's erection. Flicking her eyes over to Jade she saw that she too watched Kurt. The buzzer sounded. Paolo stopped stroking but didn't pull up his sweats, leaving his cum tipped cock out for all to see. His cock bobbing as his leaned forward to take his turn spinning the bottle. It landed on again Kurt and he wasn't so fast this time to choose his instructions, his eyes flicking over to look at Paolo and then back at Jade. Finally he cleared his throat and said, "Simon says Jade and Marina, strip each other." Marina moved to the center of the circle and crooked a finger at Jade. First she slipped the tank over Jade's head, then fell to her knees to remove her shorts, kissing the slight swell of her stomach before slipping the tiny pink panties down her legs. Naked, Jade returned the favor, pulling off her t-shirt and halter neck bikini, pausing a moment to hold the weight of Marina's breasts before sliding down her skirt and bikini bottoms. They stood in the circle, turning slowly showing their naked bodies until the buzzer sounded. Marina spun the bottle before returning to take her seat beside Paolo. It landed on Jade, who caught her eye before saying, "Simon says, Paolo and Kurt strip each other." Marina expected Kurt to hesitate, but he didn't, instead he met Paolo in the circle center and waited. Paolo made the first move, positioning Kurt's arms above his head and stripping off the sleeveless jersey he wore. His chest bare, Paolo trailed his fingers down Kurt's chest until they hooked into the elastic waistband of his shorts, on either side of his cock. As he pulled on the elastic Paolo went down on his knees, until his mouth was level with Kurt's erection. It bobbed out, hitting his cheek as Kurt lifted his feet to step out of his shorts. Getting up to his feet Paolo stood close to Kurt and said, "Undress me." Kurt's hands shook as they went to the buttons of the loose flannel shirt Paolo wore. His fingers stroking against the skin with each button he released. When he pulled the open shirt over his shoulders he ran his hands down the muscles of Paolo's arms. The shirt pooled on the ground and Kurt went to his knees to pull down Paolo's sweat pants, his hair brushing Paolo's cock as he pulled down the sweats. Paolo speared his fingers through the thick straight hair and held him close against his stomach. They remained still for a couple of minutes longer than the buzzer, Paolo standing and Kurt on his knees, his cheek resting on Paolo's stomach. Before returning to sit Kurt spun the bottle. It landed on Marina, who too hesitated before speaking. She'd thought when she started this game that she wanted to punish Kurt, but after seeing him now with Paolo she wasn't so sure. Instead of punishing him, maybe she wanted to expand his boundaries. Help him find what he needed. "Simon says, Jade taste me." She spread her legs wide, leaning back to rest on her elbows. Jade didn't falter, moving between her spread legs the moment she opened up for her. The short black hair of Jade's pixie cut brushed her thighs as her head came down to meet Marina's open slit. She's done this before, Marina thought as Jade's tongue flicked her clit without hesitation. Strong wet laps of her swollen clit built a rapid orgasm. When the buzzer sounded before she could orgasm Marina gripped Jade's head and wouldn't let her leave. The feeling of that insistent tongue and the knowledge that they were not alone sent her over, pushing her into a quick and vibrant orgasm. When she'd finished pulsing she loosened her grip in Jade's hair. Jade placed a soft kiss on the inside her thigh, pulled up on her knees and crawled back to sit with Kurt. Both men looked at her when she sat up, rather than embarrassment she felt a rush of exhilaration at their heated stares. As no one else did, Marina moved forward to spin the bottle, it landed on Paolo and he met her eyes with a half smile. "Simon says, Kurt taste me." Kurt looked first to Jade as if seeking permission. Jade gave a slight nod, imperceptible unless you were looking as closely as both Marina and Kurt were. Paolo moved to stand in the center of the circle. Kurt came on his knees to kneel before him. Paolo cupped his cheek and stoked his thumb across the seam of Kurt's mouth. "It's OK," he murmured, "You don't have to." Kurt didn't answer. Instead he moved his lips to softly kiss the tip of Paolo's cock. The gentle action unfurled a hot lick of need in Marina's belly, despite the fact she'd only just come. Paolo's hand moved to gently cradle Kurt's jaw and his fingers curled in his hair. Kurt licked first, a tentative taste of the cum slick tip. His head tilted to look up at Paolo, who smiled down at him. He opened wide, taking in too much at first, gagging on the flesh. Jade moved to his side and stroked a soft hand down his arm to support him. Marina moved too, leaning her head against Paolo's leg, just inches from Kurt's mouth. With Jade's help Kurt continued gradually lowering his mouth down Paolo's shaft. The room was filled with the sound of his sucking mouth and Jade's soothing directions, "Suck him. Baby you look so hot. Take as much as you can. Tongue the slit." The buzzer sounded and Kurt stilled his mouth, looking up at Paolo who pulled back, removing his cock. Kurt looked disappointed until Paolo dropped to his knees and took his mouth in a crushing kiss. Still holding tight to Paolo, Marina watched, loving the play of male mouth against mouth. Men's kissing was such a turn on to her, the strength of it so different to when Paolo kissed her. Marina pressed her hand between the men to hold their cocks together. Jade seeing what she'd done, wrapped her hand around them as well. Fingers linked they spread the pre-cum of the men down their shafts while above they kissed. Paolo ended the kiss first, moving away and then spreading his palms on Kurt's chest. He pushed him down on the blanket. All three of them moved in to the prone man—Jade kissing his mouth, Marina licking his nipples and Paolo sucking his cock. Beneath them Kurt arched, writhing and moaning like a man released. Only hours before you could not have paid Marina to touch him, but now, she could not stop. She moved down to join Paolo at his cock sucking the head while Paolo lapped at his balls. Jade left them to return with a tube of lube she pressed into Marina's hand. She handed the tube to Paolo who slicked his fingers in the gel and spread the cheeks of Kurt's ass. Above them Kurt groaned. Jade came down to watch, linking her fingers with Marina's she pressed against her, watching Paolo spread her boyfriend's ass. Marina turned her head and met Jade's mouth, licking and sucking at her soft lips. Unable to resist any longer she moved her fingers down to find Jade's wet heat. While Paolo opened up Kurt's asshole with his probing fingers Marina delved into Jade's soaked slit. Hot wet walls contracted around her fingers as Jade watched Paolo sheath his cock and push against Kurt's ass. Kurt's hips rose to meet his rocking thrust, wanting it, needing to be filled. On her knees Marina speared her fingers into Jade's cunt while she sucked on her sweet puckered brown nipples. At the same time as Paolo had his full length lodged inside Kurt, Marina used her thumb to strum on Jade's clit. Kurt moaned, inhuman sounds, thrashing his head from side to side as Paolo pushed deep inside his ass. Marina was caught between the need to see Kurt come and the desire to focus on Jade's pleasure. Jade gripped a hand on Marina's wrist, directing the rhythm of the fingers thrusting inside her. Paolo pulled out of Kurt, guided him up onto his knees and thrust back inside him once more. Kurt's back bowed as drove his ass back to meet Paolo's driving cock. "Look. Look at him," Jade gasped out as Paolo brought a hand around to grasp Kurt's cock. With each thrust inside he stroked the length slicking his thumb across the sensitive slit. "He's going to come. He's going to make him come," Marina whispered in Jade's ear as she continued to thumb her plump and swollen clit. "Yes. Yes. Come. Come for him!" she cried out as the tight wet walls of her vagina clenched in orgasm around Marina's fingers. She drenched Marina's fingers with her cum moments before she saw Kurt's cock spurt in Paolo's hand. "Fuck Yeah!" Paolo cried as Kurt's cock splattered it's cum through his fingers onto the hardwood floor. Once Kurt had finished Paolo brought both hands to grip his hips, the slap of each thrust echoing around the room. "Yes. Yes. Yes," Paolo grunted with each meeting of their flesh, until his back bowed, head throw back, he bellowed out his orgasm. Kurt lay flat, splayed on the floor with Paolo resting his weight above him. Marina and Jade moved to either side of the men, pressing the bodies against them both. Kurt had his head faced toward Marina, his eyes closed. When he opened them she met his eyes. He looked away. She moved in and pressed a gentle kiss to his open mouth, against his wet lips she spoke, "Simon says It's OK Kurt.' ------------------------------------------------- Phew, I hope that worked for you. If it did (or if you have interesting criticism) please leave a comment. Oh, and a rating...I love them. Go on...lay some sugar on me. xx Darcy Simon Says ... Making it with Simon on a Sunday afternoon makes the week for me. Things have been so hectic at the office too. I am into IT and every week now we are having problems with those never ending hackers who try to mess up the system. "Oh do just chill and forget it when you are with me, tight Alex?" Of course he was right, then he always is most times anyway. Ever since we met online a couple of months ago our relationship has strengthened and strengthened. I wonder now how I ever managed without him, all those girls I went with, and all the time realising there was something wrong and then the aggravation from a couple of them because I could not hold an erection. And there was me thinking it was all me, that there was something fundamentally wrong sexually. For some unknown reason I never ever realised I could be gay. Yes I always found myself attracted to my own sex but brushed that off thinking it was merely just a 'liking' thing between mates. But of course it wasn't. It was so much more than that and Simon would open my door to make me realise I could never make it with a girl, because I just was not made like that. Mind you, I maybe should have realised something when I went out with Sue, she was the girl who was into a strap on and twice she tried it with me and thoroughly enjoyed I might say, I didn't have to worry about not being able to fuck her because she always reached an orgasm anyway just prodding me. That is the one and only time I actually enjoyed being with a girl and you'd think that I would have caught on then about my sexual leaning because that happening was so utterly beautiful and thoroughly stimulating, and with her hand ravishing my privates I must have cum at least two times when she worked it into me and afterwards when she sucked me, making me suck the strap on dildo at the same time. It was all a veritable experience but then meeting Simon and confessing our most intimate secrets during our online chats I gradually discovered my true leaning, especially when we started skyping, the things he said he would love to do with my hind, the way he likes me to show him everything in return for him showing me - and I remember revelling the first time he showed me his lovely huge cock, teasing me by making it jerk on its own was a real eye opener. Then when he said would I like for him to fuck me it all seemed a bit seedy online, but he showed me how to use an anal vibrator I'd bought from Ann Summers, he said how he wanted me to put it into myself and it felt good with the help of lubricant just to ease the way. It took a time, maybe two or three session before I was able to get a cock sized dildo implanted deep inside, but when I did and discovered how I could keep it inside me whilst moving my hips and hind I started to feel the real benefit, and Simon was happy too, busily jerking himself as he watched me bent steep over with my hind facing the screen, it gave me a wonderful thrill but of course eventually we wanted more than just the substitute dildo fuck. We talked awhile, I told him how it felt for me and he replied just how much he would like to have me real time, and I said I would love that and perhaps we could make a meeting, and maybe if it worked out we could make is a regular thing. Just him and me in out own secret room - making love in our own sweet way. "Will you wear those gorgeous tight brush jeans for me when I come, Alex?" "I would wear anything you want me too, Simon." And when eventually he did come to see me in my pad it was magic. Although initially we were uncomfortable and I am the first to say that was probably more of me than Simon, a couple of drinks and soon the ice was broken, so that we could get on and chat just like we did online, but the difference being we were now wonderfully face to face. But how do you start things, we both wanted too, that was the whole reason for us to meet, well that and enjoying each other's company full package too. But Simon was so sweet, complimented me on the way I looked, telling me how fabulous I always looked online in my brush jeans and now, in the flesh even more. I guess I responded initially and instinctively with a wiggle which made me feel good and apparently he too as he half closed his eyes like he really enjoyed that and already the ice was breaking and how; "Just do that some more for me, Alex? I do love the way you do that, seeing it online was riveting enough but now is divine." I felt good too. I felt right and natural about what I was doing for another guy. I wanted to make it as nice as possible for him and started to move my hips ion a way I knew he liked from his earlier responses online. "Now I can really sniff and touch you, Alex" he said with a sigh then asking me to come closer to him, he perched on the sofa and me standing there before him. I felt his hands surround my waist, looked down to watch him sniff me through my jeans, pressing his face into my crotch was giving me wonderful sensations, and in anticipation what would follow later. "Now turn and let me sniff your ass" he said and that was a sheer pleasure too. "Bend it a bit - a bit more - that's it and now part you legs just a little, I want to smell you so bad" For the next few minutes I enjoyed the most exotic teasing and touching all over, my hind, then under, underneath and through my jeans as his fingers touched and teased and his nose sniffed into my crotch and soon, as instructed, I was gently sitting on him as he spread himself out on the floor and me crouched over him. And during that wonderful episode I was thinking, it was as much as what Simon said that enriched our wonderful togetherness, I felt a sense of real belonging as I moved my crotch gently over his face, so he could enjoy the full extent of me down under. That is what I really wanted -he was a gorgeous lover and no mistake, and then I knew already I wanted more and more of him. Still perched on top of him, allowing him to occasionally get a deep breath, I began to unzip my jeans. Simon wasn't slow to take the hint and soon he was clumsily ripping my jeans of, then - when they were still tangled up around my knees his nose was between my ass cheeks again, this time sucking and sniffing me through my briefs, I wore red for him, he asked me too, said I looked stunning in them and very, very fuckable. I was feeling his tongue exploring me, his fingers teasing the seam of my briefs down so he could place his mouth and tongue into my crevice which felt so good, so good I was now looking forward to sucking that hared cock of his and feeling it ram me hard and stiff! "I love you ass, I love your all, you like what I do, Alex?" "Mmm! I love all" I returned then getting the prompting to remove my jeans and briefs fully as he watched and stroked my thighs. He knew how he wanted me, urged me to bend over, I knew then he wanted me doggy fashion and that's how I imagined my first time with Simon. But I wanted a taster of him first, told him I wanted to sample the goods by mouth and he laughed. I took it all, deep and succulent, tasting his saltiness and the pungent aroma an aroused cock can muster. I was beginning to find out just how exciting and thrilling it could be with another guy and when at last I felt him enter me, slow at first, he asking all the while if it was alright, but now I was experiencing that wonder fuck for real, I helped him into me by moving in a positive rhythm, it was good and easy and to hear his response was wondrous, to think I was giving him the sexual splendour I dreamed of and he was doing the same for me as we fucked and fucked with deep thrusting movements until we both came together. Afterwards he smiled so ravishingly I almost wanted to cry with emotion, I said I never wanted anyone else, that he was my everything, we wee soon in a clinch again and enjoyed a so beautiful sixty none together, our first - and that was so good, I wanted to taste and smell of him, and after we had done I still felt his fuck deep inside me. And that's what Simon said too, we are as one and soon he came to live with me and the rest is history. Simon Says... "I have to say I am more than happy with you since I employed you as my personal secretary, Simon" my boss Marjorie Skinner endorsed with that lustful look of hers. "You have served me well, you come easily up to my expectations and so I am delighted to say the probation period is over and you can rest assured your employ is not of a permanent nature, are you happy with that?" Well that was alright then, I'd got the job, was on a good salary - especially now I was permanent and on top of that, have delightful boss in Marjorie who I wanted to call Marge - but she said that sounded too much like margarine and to call her by her second name, Louise so it seemed my feet were under the office table and I was well in. But I have to tell you that since I became permanent staff Louise has taken to the touchy feely thing and has put me in a sort of a quandary as to her intentions, or maybe it is me being naive, we do work in close proximity working in a script production office for a large film company, she tells me I remind her of Ralph Fiennes but even better looking, and she seems to have this habit of closing to me when I am searching for something in the file drawer and the smell of her perfume is very exotic and makes me think of things other than the things I should be thinking about in a very busy office. However I did not want to put my job in jeopardy, it could be that she wasn't making up to me, that it was just her way although the way her eyes caught mine during those close proximity occasions made me want to lavish her. I soon found at she knew exactly what she was doing and when came the day she slapped my bum when I was leaning over the desk to reach some documents, and ventured further I knew I had not been imagining it, that she wanted a little more than the specifications of my employ. She immediately apologised though. "That's okay, I guess I am flattered to tell you the truth and I would love to - well you know, but you are married!" "Well you aren't which for the life of me I cannot understand." "I have just been taken up in my life which somehow has left me no room for relationships." "You need some relaxation, something to sooth the sediment of human nature, a big red blooded guy like yourself!" she added. "Never heard it referred to in that way before! I laughed She said that being married for her was an issue which of late had no relevance to providing love and sexual gratification, that he was a dick- head and going to bed with him was like counting by numbers, always the same thing, never changes. And she seemed to want to tell me of her marriage which was failing, that now she dreaded the thought of being with him that way, they were simply living a life of habit and sometimes that is how it seems to get, and she thought maybe it was not uncommon. I felt myself empathising with her predicament and it was not difficult to comfort her with a warm kiss which tuned out to be much more than I intended, more of a deep stimulating kiss which for both of us developed into something of a feverish wanting. Her hand sliding down to me as we kissed said exactly what she wanted and I felt myself grow as she stimulated me so wonderfully with very expert hands, the hands that made me realise just how wonderful it could be with a woman like Louise who had enjoyed the pangs of love in a very sexual way but was obviously being starved by a guy who seemingly has lost the inclination. I was no about to hold back and as I felt her explorations I clasped my hands around her slim waist and stroked those remarkable curves like I had secretly wanted to ever since she'd interviewed me for the job but now it seemed I had another job in hand and I intended to enjoy her just as much as her touch and her sounds told me she wanted that. It was sheer heaven on earth during the next hour - after Louise had put a label on the office door 'do not disturb meeting in progress.' Just to touch her thighs as I rolled up that gorgeous tight black mini skirt made me feel like an animal and by the time I had ripped it off her and smothered her with very intensive and exploring fingers she immediately closed to me, my trousers down and briefs already down to my knees as she handled me like there was no tomorrow. "It's been so long since I have really wanted this" she said between her heavy breathing, and then, going down, taking me like that into her mouth I knew there was no going back, not that I ever wanted that anyway, I was more than happy to be of service and was in a wonderful rapture looking down and watching her suck and ball me in the most delightful way. The she took a pause, looking up at me with those wonderfully expressive and lustful eyes, asking; "And what does Simon say?" My mind just full of sexual lust and wanting immediately responded candidly - there was no need to worry about ruining my job prospects now. "Simon says" I began, still taken up with the way she was squeezing me, so very demanding and positive, then I found the right words: "Simon says I want your fuck!" Like a fantasy come true she was there for me, in her black silk suspenders attached stockings and gloriously red bra and thong. There she was stretched over the office desk, presenting it for me in the most delightful way - I felt the urge to fuck her immediately, no holds barred and wow! Did we fuck. Let's just say that if that desk had been anything else than duff tail jointed the whole structure would have collapsed. The fuck was that intense, Louise had been starved alright and she showed me just how much. I cannot describe just how wonderful it all was, for even afterwards when we had both delightfully climaxed like Mount Etna was exploding, she wanted just to lie on the carpeted floor and suck me to her hearts content. For the rest of the day we did our work as always, but it was different now, the occasional touching and kissing, and the promise of much more later when she asked if I could stop over for an hour, that it would be worth my while. It was and just being with Louise is something that led to a deep loving relationship, the imminent divorce leading to my not only working with her, but loving with her too. Simon Says "I told you I don't want your penis in my butt," said Emily in a scolding tone. Justin had tried coaxing her into doing something—anything—that would liven up their sex life, but was always met with resistance. As prudish as he knew his wife to be, he never dreamed that it would be like this forever. Anal was out. Blowjobs went without question. And to get her to even touch his dick required a lot of coaxing and priming. Emily, on the other hand, didn't need a thing. She had a loving husband who was sensitive to her needs, and met all of her sexual desires—as simple as those were. She could have an orgasm easily after a few minutes of penetration, and he always had his shortly thereafter. Nothing needed fixing. After all, it was just sex. Justin hung his head in dejection while continuing to undress at the foot of the bed. He thought of stating his case again, as he'd done so many times in the past, but knew in his heart that it was pointless. They had walked through this issue many times over during the course of their marriage and the outcome was always the same. There was no way he was ever going to get her to loosen up when it came to sex, and no way he was ever going to make his fantasies reality. "Aww..." she said, as she patted her hand on his pillow while laying on her side of the bed. "Don't be like that hon... Just c'mere." Emily flashed her seductive, yet innocent eyes at him, and batted her eyelashes in her patented "Come hither" manner. No matter how hard he tried to resist, when she flashed those baby blues, he was like putty in her hands. ~o~ "Oh yeah, baby!" he shouted, as he rammed his cock in and out of Emily's tight pussy while pressing his hands firmly on the mattress below her. He could feel himself getting ready to explode as the friction on his dick intensified with each frenetic thrust. As he passed the point of no return, he cried out in ecstasy when the bubbling cauldron inside his balls boiled over and erupted powerfully into her tight canal. He felt her vagina tighten around him and pull his load deeper into her as her breathing quickened then trailed off into barely audible, but pleasurable squeals. She turned her head to the side, and with eyes closed, pressed her face into the silky sheets that adorned the bed and muffled tiny peeps and moans into them. Justin remained inside her as he watched her intently. They were five minutes out from their discussion and already Emily was satisfied. Her arms were by her sides and her hands were slowly clenching with each wave of pleasure that reverberated through her body. The side of her face that was exposed to his eyes bore an expression of pain, pleasure, or something in-between. He'd seen this expression before, and had been through this routine many times as her partner of five years, but he never had any idea what was going on in her head. Was she really enjoying this? Was she in pain? Was she just afraid to let go? He had started to form the words on his lips, as he had done so many times before, and was about to say them again. But before he could ask, "Are you ok?" she turned her head and looked into his eyes. She put a palm up to his cheek and let out a sigh before saying, "That was incredible." Damned if it was, Justin had no idea. For as long as he'd known her, Emily had always been quiet during sex. So quiet that he never knew if she was ever having a good time. She always orgasmed, that much was certain. But how much she enjoyed it? That was always a mystery in his mind. Emily reassured him once again before he could even get the words out of his mouth. "I know what you're thinking, but yes. It was wonderful, baby." She lifted her head up and touched his nose to hers before giving him a kiss on the lips. Justin then pulled out of her and got up off the bed. He went into the bathroom to fish for a towel then while turning the faucet on at the sink, said to her, "Can we just try doing it different, just once?" Their sex life had been bland to say the least. There was no variation in how they did it, when they did it, or what they did. It always started with some kissing and light touching, worked into some heavy petting, then proceeded to intercourse—missionary style. Justin knew he had married a woman who was prudish, but believed that in time she would come around. He'd hoped that as she'd gotten more comfortable with him, she might let some of her inhibitions go. But as he had since learned, inhibitions are a tough nut to crack. They were ingrained in her at an early age by her Catholic parents, and then reinforced throughout her adolescent life by the teachings of her faith. He had always held out some thread of hope that she would change—let her hair down some—but that was as realistic as wishing on a star. His dream of exploring the wonders of sex and having an amazing sex life with her were fading right before his eyes, and that was a sobering thought. "I like it this way, hon," she replied while resting on her back on the bed. "It's comfortable for me. We know what works." "Time for bed sweetie." Emily patted on Justin's pillow with a smile on her face as he came back into the room. He walked to his side then took his spot on the bed lying next to her. He put an arm around her, kissed her softly on her cheek, and coldly said, "Night, hon," before turning the lights out for the evening, while wondering if his sex life could get any more boring than it already was. ~o~ In the middle of the night, Justin woke to movement in the bed and a rustling of the sheets. He opened his eyes and looked at the digital clock on the nightstand. 3 a.m. It was happening again. Emily sat upright in the dark, remained motionless for a moment, then kicked her feet over the side of the bed. As she placed both feet on the floor, she stood up and began walking through the room. Justin hoped that she would settle before leaving the bed, thus marginally affecting his sleep, but that wasn't how this night was going to shake out. He turned on his back then sat up as he watched the figure in the dark move towards the bedroom door, open it, and walk down the hall. He rubbed his eyes a few times before getting up groggily to follow. He walked behind her closely but patiently, ensuring that he'd be able to catch her if she fell. Emily was fragile in every way. She was short and thin—almost tiny—with delicate features and an amazing softness to her skin. She bruised easily and sprained joins with just a hint of torqueing. She was his porcelain doll. And she was a sleepwalker. As he started to shake off his early a.m. haze, he said to her, "Honey... You're sleepwalking again. C'mon back to bed." He put a hand on her shoulder while she continued her slow movements through the kitchen. She reached down into a cabinet and grabbed a dishtowel and a bottle of 409. Then, with eyes wide-opened and staring straight ahead, she instinctively sprayed down the countertop and began rubbing. "Emily, you're cleaning the kitchen. It's already clean," he said while remaining by her side as she worked. "We need to go back to sleep." Only after Emily had gone over each countertop twice did she replace the towel and cleaner, before turning off the kitchen lights and slowly walking back down the hall to the bedroom. Justin continued following her closely and said in a joking manner, "Jeez, if I'd have known you were going to clean the kitchen I'd have asked you to make me a sandwich first." Just then, she stopped dead in her tracks, turned around, and walked back towards the kitchen. Justin shook his head in exasperation and followed once more. This time, when she reached the kitchen, she turned the light back on and went into the fridge. She took out a tray of lunchmeat, opened a loaf of bread, then went into a cabinet to retrieve a plate. To his amazement he watched. She prepared the sandwich, set it down on the plate, then placed in on the countertop before starting off once more down the hall to return to bed. "Damn," he said under his breath after she migrated back to the bedroom. "Why didn't I think of this before?" ~o~ Two nights later, Justin got it first chance to perform an experiment on Emily. She got out of bed in the middle of the night once again, and he remained by her side throughout the trip down the hall to the kitchen. She turned on the lights and bent down to open the cabinet containing her cleaning supplies, but before she could pull the door open, Justin commanded, "Close the door and face me." Emily did as she was told. "Now kneel down on your knees, sweetheart." Emily followed his instructions perfectly. Her subconscious was controlling her every movement, and Justin was ready to put it to the test. He dropped his boxer shorts to his feet and started lightly fondling his cock. Emily continued staring straight ahead. It was as if she was staring right though him and into the unknown. Behind the wall of sleep she was helpless, and completely at his mercy. He then moved his cock towards her face, and into her blank stare. He leaned down and grabbed her hand. "Emily," he said while putting her hand onto his cock. "I want you to pull my dick and tug on it." Justin moved his hand aside and gave her complete control of his cock. She pulled, tugged, and caressed it in her hand while the rest of her body remained motionless and her consciousness was trapped in a state of sleep. Justin had just struck gold. When he was confident that his grunting and groaning wasn't waking her, he gave her a new order. "Sweetheart... I want you to put my cock in your mouth and suck on it." On command, Emily moved her mouth over his cock and guided it in with her hand. Justin had waited for this for what seemed like an eternity. It was the first time he'd ever felt his wife's tongue and warm lips on his cock and he was ecstatic. It had been many years since he'd been blown, and he almost forgot how awesome it felt. He had no idea what to expect of her technique or her skill, but if luck would have it, there would be plenty of opportunities for him to hone her knob-polishing abilities in the future. She worked on his head slowly with her tongue and applied some pressure with her lips. It was light, and it was soft, but it was getting the job done. Justin stroked the hair behind her head as he gradually pushed her forward with his palm. Her subconscious felt him press on her and succumbed to his wishes. As he did so, she took more and more of him into her until she was gliding half way down his saliva-laden cock. "That's it, baby. Take it deeper. Take it down your throat." On cue, Emily did as she was told, taking him further and further down her throat with each bob forward. Justin couldn't believe how awesome and intense the sensation was, as the underside of his shaft was being stroked fully by her warm and moist tongue. His cock was being gobbled up right before his eyes and he loved every second of it. "Go faster," he commanded, as he started feeling the sensation of his load beginning to creep up his loins. "Faster, baby!" Emily began going down on him faster and with more force as she worked into a rhythm. His cock glistened with her saliva under the fluorescent lighting of the kitchen, and watching her load him up with her juices just made him more aroused. "My God, I'm getting so blown!" he shouted as he felt his dick stiffen further and his balls begin to contract. At that moment, he grabbed her head and forced it down on his cock while shouting, "I'm coming! Swallow!" Justin's load spewed violently into her mouth but Emily didn't flinch one bit. He could see her swallow gulp after gulp, while staring blankly into space. After he had been drained of every last drop, he pulled back from her and let his dick lop around in the air. He rested his head on the countertop and mumbled, "Oh god," while Emily remained on her knees. Once he had the strength to lift his head up off the counter, he pulled his boxers back up over his waist, brought Emily to her feet and said, "Ok baby. It's time to go back to bed." He led her back into the bedroom, laid her down on the soft, silky sheets, and gave her a kiss on her cheek. The wheels in his mind were already turning. ~o~ Over the course of the next two months, Justin fulfilled all of his fantasies while Emily slept, never letting her in on his wonderful little secret. He had gone down on her many times, added an occasional rim-job to boot, had given her facials, titty-fucked her, mixed in some anal, and blew loads everywhere on her body. Cleaning her up afterward and ensuring that he didn't leave a trace of evidence was a bit of a chore, but was well worth the effort. Emily had become his personal fuck doll—ready to fulfill any of his sexual desires on his command. He was going to ride this as long as he could. After another month had passed that included a handful of early a.m. sexcapades, Justin started feeling both guilty and intrigued. He knew he could ride this gravy train forever, as long as his wife continued her regular sleepwalking episodes, but was also tempted to let the cat out of the bag. He alluded to what was happening a couple of times, but Emily never believed him. Even on days following anal, when her asshole was tender, she never believed that Justin's dick was the source of her discomfort. They continued having routine, bland, wide-awake sex throughout, but no matter what Justin said about his clandestine forays into the wild ever convinced her of the truth. And that's when Justin took things up a notch. Without Emily's knowledge, he took a trip to a local sex shop and purchased a vibrator, butt plug, and some lube, then carefully hid those items under a pile of clothes in a dresser drawer. He also made certain his phone was fully charged each night before heading off to bed in the event that sleep-sex broke out, so he could video their next encounter. He was ready to provide the proof that Emily wasn't such a prude after all. Three nights later, Emily stirred while sleeping. As was her habit, she got up out of bed and turned towards the bedroom door. Justin had woken rather quickly, and on this night, arose with a massive boner in his shorts. He sprang out of bed, turned on the bedroom lights, and then said, "Emily, stop!" Emily froze in her tracks before she could reach the door leading out to the hall. He quickly opened the dresser drawer, pulled out the items he purchased from the sex shop earlier in the week, and threw them on his pillow. He then walked over to Emily and led her by her hand onto the bed. "Play with your clit, honey," he said while reaching for his phone and turning the video cam on. Emily did what she was told and started rubbing her clit with her fingers. She flicked and played with her clit softly, sticking one finger then a second inside her moistening cunt, while Justin began filming. Her blank and emotionless gaze was fixed to the ceiling, and she uttered not one sound while she worked. He then removed his boxers and climbed on top of her, gently pushing his dick into her pussy while pointing the camera towards her. He fucked her briefly before commanding, "Lift up and turn over, baby." Emily did as instructed and turned on all fours. Justin positioned himself in front of her and commanded her to suck his dick, while keeping the camera rolling. He filmed her gobbling his cock as he was used to and squeezing his balls with her free hand. He grabbed the back of her head and forced her further down his cock until she was deep-throating him. He then pulled away from her but told her to remain in place, on all fours. He took up position behind her and rubbed some lube on his fingers. Gently, but while continuing to film, he inserted a finger, then another into her asshole. He worked her shitter with his fingers for a few moments to open her up then added some lube to his cock before pushing it into her. Justin fucked her ass hard for the camera then picked up the vibrator. He turned it on and shoved it into her pussy, while continuing to pump her asshole with his cock. He played with the toy for a while, running it over her clit then back into her pussy a few times before putting it aside in favor of the butt plug. He removed his dick from her ass and put it in her pussy. He then lubed up the plug and worked it into her ass, burying it to the hilt and leaving it in place before beginning to pound her again. He continued to film as he hammered her, getting her more and more wet with each passing second. He used his free hand to rub her clit, making her squirm a little in place while she continued to stare straight ahead into the unknown. He feverishly drilled her pussy while keeping the pressure on her clit and was about to spill over when he felt Emily's body jerk heavily. She convulsed for split second, threw her ass up into the air and contracted around Justin's cock. With one strong clamping motion of her vagina walls, she bore down and expelled a burst of fluid out her pussy, and showered his balls and legs. "Oh my god!" Justin yelled when he realized what just happened. He looked back at the camera to make sure it was still filming then yelled out, "Jackpot!" Justin had destroyed her pussy and gave her a squirting orgasm in the process. And it was all on tape for her to see. To put the finishing touches on this gallant sex-romp, he flipped her on her back and climbed over her, spewing his load all over her face, tits, and belly before commanding her to lick herself clean. Once she had lapped up and swallowed all of his cum, he turned the camera off. He went about his business of cleaning her up with a washrag before putting her back to bed, then drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face. ~o~ In the morning after they had finished breakfast, Justin went into the bedroom to get his phone. When he returned with it in hand, he sat down next to her at the table. "Hon," he said while opening the video on his phone. "There's something I have to show you." He held the phone in his has but turned it towards her so she could see it. "You wanted proof? Look at this." Emily's curiosity quickly turned to shock as she watched herself comply with each of her husband's orders while safely tucked behind the wall of sleep. She couldn't believe what she had done or what he made her do. But as horrified as she was, she was quite impressed with what her subconscious allowed. "Oh my!" she said while watching Justin plug up her ass with the butt plug and beat the shit out of her pussy with his dick. "I let you do this?" she asked while keeping her eyes fixated on the video. "Yes you did, sweetheart," he said while putting an arm around her shoulder. "Look at what happens next." Emily then watched her own squirting orgasm and Justin spewing his load on her body, and as she drank it all in, she realized it was turning her on. When the video ended with her lapping up his load, she realized she was playing with her pussy beneath the dining room table. "See. This is what you're doing when you're asleep," he said while stopping the video and putting the phone down on the table. "You didn't believe me." Emily looked at him longingly while stroking her clit under her cotton panties. Yes, she was prudish, or so she though. But Justin pulled something out of her—something that was lying dormant in her subconscious for as long as she could remember—something primal... Something deviant. She removed her hand from her clit, got up out of her chair, pulled her panties off, then said to him, "Where did you put that butt plug?" Simon Says You finished, on top of me, breathing hard with a sheepish grin across your face. We were just getting back into the swing of things and you gently pulled out of me as my cum came dripping out. We cleaned up and you said you were going for a coffee run, asked what I wanted, and off you went. I got back under the covers as I heard the garage door open as you left - I still felt like I needed more. I hadn't finished before you did and I was still turned on and roaring to go for more. I roll over and reach for my phone on the nightstand, it's so cold outside the covers so I quickly grab my phone and hover back under the covers. It's been awhile since I've watched porn, but I open a browser on my phone and being browsing. I find a video of a brunette and a blonde playing with toys together and on each other. I'm intrigued. I'm lying under the covers, topless with lace trimmed panties on. They are green and black, and quite wet from my earlier romp and arousal. The video starts and I realize the video is sponsored by a sex toy company that I've purchased from before. As I look closer I see that the vibrator that is pulsating her pussy is one that I own. I have an idea. I roll back over to my nightstand and open the drawer, tucked in the back is the purple vibrator that is currently buzzing in the video. The girls are breathing hard and moaning with pleasure, the video is eleven minutes...and it's already a few minutes in. As I roll over I put the vibrator near my side, holding my phone in my left and dragging my right hand up and down lightly on my stomach. I graze by my hard nipples. My pussy is already tingling and wet -- this isn't going to take long. As I focus in on the video, I zone in on the vibrator. From here on out, wherever that vibrator is in the video, it will be on me. An unofficial "Simon Says" with the vibrator. The blonde is teasing the brunette with the vibrator around her clit. I reach down to my right and grab mine, and turn the base to the right to begin the vibrations. I slide it down my body and put the vibrator on the outside of my panties - it starts to hum on my clit and the fabric adds an additional sensation that teases me and gives me goosebumps. My back is already arching a bit as I softly roll the purple vibrator back and forth. I put the phone down next to me as I use my now free hand to slide my panties off so I have better access. I keep the phone at my side as I grab my hard nipples with my free hand. I softly tease it back and forth with my fingers as I mimic that motion with the vibrator below. I realize I've wandered from the video -- as I look back to the screen she is inserting the vibrator into her pussy. I've never used this vibrator in that way, but figure now is as good a time as any. As I lean up I already start to quiver and my breath is getting heavy. I gently tease the tip of the vibrator outside my soaking wet pussy -- it easily begins to slide in because my pussy is so lubricated from my excitement. The vibrations are bouncing in me, awakening the area near my g-spot. As I look down my body my chest is moving up and down with my breath as it gets faster and heavier. I could cum any moment, but there is still 5 minutes left of the video, I want to keep exploring. I find myself sinking lower off my pillow and am now flat on the bed my head surrounded by pillows. I can't stay still, it's always been a problem for me. I am squirming, and instinctively squirm away from the vibrator in my hand but my body always comes back. I can hear the moans of the video but the phone is now lost within the blankets. My moans of pleasure are echoing the ones I hear coming from the bed. The moans shift to heavy breathing in the video -- I can tell they've moved the vibrator somewhere else so I move my hand around the bed to find the phone. In my other hand the vibrator slips from my hand because my juices have made it so slippery. As I look down under the blankets to locate my vibrator the smell of arousal comes from under the covers. My sweet scent makes me feel so naughty, lying here in my bed so aroused rushing against the clock of him coming back. My hand frantically finds the phone and looks down to see where they are now teasing the vibrator. My stomach fills with butterflies as I see the brunette tease the blondes little asshole with the vibrator. It wasn't what I had planned, but I had made my own rules and I intended to follow them. Where it went in the video is was going on me. My vibrator was well lubed with the pleasure I had just been experiencing, my back was already arched on the bed and I felt like I was already almost at the edge of an incredibly intense orgasm. I rolled on my left side, my left leg sprawled under me across towards one edge of the bed and my right leg spread the other way creating a deep "V". My hips were already bucking softly back and forth as I propped myself up on my left elbow, holding my phone in my left hand. There were only two minutes left of the video and I had catching up to do, the brunette was no longer just teasing the brunettes asshole, she had started to insert the tip. I had explored before, but never with a toy this size. In my right hand I teased the area where my leg meets my ass with the vibrator, rolling it long ways on my thigh. I switched my grip on the vibrator as I got ready to play with my tight and eager asshole. I positioned it between my thumb and middle finger and put my pointer finger on the end. I used the side of my hand to move my ass cheek enough to get the vibrator situated right on my taboo hole. The sensation sent a wave through my body as I yelled out. I dropped the phone and grabbed the sheet with my left hand as I rode the sensation for a moment. The girl in the video had hit her peak and I heard waves of ecstasy coming from my phone, that was all it took to put me over the edge and I shook as the orgasm took over my body. I dropped the vibrator and it fell between my legs as I pulled them together and rolled over on my stomach moaning into the mattress and gripping the pillow by my head. I couldn't catch my breath and released the vibrator between my legs as I took a few focused breaths and continued to ride out the final waves of my orgasm. I rolled back on my side and then pushed myself on my back as I reached down and grabbed the vibrator which was still buzzing under the blanket. I flipped the base to turn it off and the few vibrations in my hand continued to send shock waves through my body. I laid there for a few minutes as I came down from my orgasm -- I had cum so hard and I couldn't believe the sensation of the vibrator on my asshole without having ever pushed it in. Suddenly, I heard the garage door open. I sat up, tossed the vibrator in my drawer and fixed the blankets around me. As he walked up the stairs I quickly favorited the video...I knew I would have to come back to finish my game of Simon says...