0 comments/ 16982 views/ 0 favorites Something Sweet Ch. 01 By: sammdavis113 Ecstasy is Just One Fantasy Away Part 1 It had already been a pretty damn good night. She surprised him earlier by dressing up in a nurse uniform he gotten her. He had thought about it while on one of his recent trips. He had been traveling a bit lately, and she knew him well enough to know that when he can't have her, he gets hornier than hell. She takes a little pride knowing that he takes her panties with him. He's a bit of a panty freak. Once before, when she warn a simple cheerleader outfit for him, she wasn't quite aware of his deep, primal sexuality. Now she was, and this time was even more intense. He had specifically picked out green scrubs and little white satiny panties with red emblems and words; apparently the words don't matter. He once said that when she dressed as a nurse, something gripping about how the slight rigidness of the uniform seem to cut her body into two pieces, mystery and real. The crispness of the linen resting on her soft skin and the tightness and slight shininess to the panties paralyzed him. Since he was quite aware of what was under all of it, having it served in bite size pieces was thrilling to him. She was lying on the bed. He approached her determined, but slightly shy and asked her to put on a blindfold to cover eyes. The darkness always seemed to heighten her senses and he knew it. She placed the blindfold on and he returned to the base of the bed and began crawling towards her inch by inch, kissing and biting, gently then firm, along the way. She could feel her pussy getting moist and beginning to swell. As he moved closure to her waist, pleasure tore through her system. The feel of his hard body above her, his hands smoothing over her bare thighs, her hips, then working on the seams of her panties where very touch made her quiver. She was drowning in him. The taste of him. His touch. The muted male sounds of hunger and pleasure as she began to touch him. She needed to touch him. To immerse herself in every sensual sensation she could consume. Her nervous system was rioting with the chaotic impulses rushing through them. The air around them became heated, steamy with the desperation that infused each kiss, each touch. "God, you taste sweet." His lips tore from hers, his breathing heavy, hard as they moved to her neck. She tilted her neck, panting for air as she felt his teeth rake down the sensitive column, then felt the brush of cool air over her naked breasts. He removed her blindfold and she opened her eyes, staring back at him in dazed fascination as his gaze dropped to her chest. His eyes were fixed on the swollen, hard-tipped mounds of her breasts. The expression on his face was pure, carnal hunger. His eyes heavy- lidded, his lips moist and swollen from their kisses, his cheekbones flushed a brick-red. As though suspended between dream and reality, she watched as his head lowered, her eyes widening, a strangled groan leaving her lips as his tongue covered one spiked, aroused nipple. Reaction shot through her, jerking at her body as her hands tightened on his neck, her back arching. This was heaven. It was ecstasy. The most pleasure she had ever known in her life. His tongue lashed at the hard point as he sucked the nerve-laden flesh into his mouth, drawing on her deeply, creating a pleasure-pain sensation that had a startled cry leaving her lips. Lips he immediately covered, stilling the aroused cries as his fingers replaced his mouth. Tweaking at the tender tips, causing her to writhe beneath him as she fought to get closer, to still the ache burning between her thighs. She gazed back at him pleadingly, feeling her vagina ripple with need, the muscles clenching in desperation. "If I take you, you're going to scream," he whispered, his eyes darkening, a ravenous lust filling his expression. "I want to hear every cry that leaves your lips, She. She shook her head, a weak whimper passing her lips. The soft, dim glow spread over her, clearly revealing bare silken flesh between her thighs. He had expected it, had known what awaited him, but the sight of it was a punch of lust to his gut anyway. She looked past him and realized she had been half watching a movie where a woman was being ravished, firmly, by several men. The woman was heavily tattooed which was a little odd, but she was definitely good at taking on three huge cocks. Sometimes one guy would hold her down while the other two aligned their stiffened organs to her lips; and they expected to have them down her throat and fast. She expertly and aggressively swallowed them whole. When the men jockeyed for position she accommodated them by pulling both of them into her mouth at once, flicking her tongue up the middle as they both jockeyed for position. All the while being held down by the third, whose own cock was rubbing her thighs who barely patiently waited his turn. She went on fucking all three of them with obvious excitement, sometimes with one in her ass and one in her pussy, but always with at least one in her face, waiting for attention. The scene had ended when one by one, the men spent their cum all over her, her face, her pussy and her tits. She managed to clean her face off a bit with her tongue only to be pleasantly surprised by a deep tongue entering her mouth from one of the men wanting to taste his own success. She returned to the moment. "Damn." His eyes widened at the site of her nakedness, as her tongue peeked out to dampen her lips. "Do you like it?" Her breathy little voice had every muscle in his body flexing in need to fuck. To fuck hard and deep, to hear her screaming his name, begging to come. "You're pushing a man already hanging on the edge," he growled as he watched his fingers move, smoothing over the swollen flesh until his fingers could delve into the rich, dewy slit below. "Oh God. He..." Her cry pierced through him as he parted her, his gaze drinking in the flushed flesh covered in slick honey as her hips arched to him, her thighs spreading further. He pressed the pad of his palm over her clit as his fingers found the tender entrance to her pussy and circled it slowly, his mouth watering to taste her. Lifting his fingers he turned his gaze to her again, narrowing his eyes as he moved his fingers to her pouty lips and painted them with her own juices. Shock widened her eyes as she gasped. His other hand moved to her head, lacing his fingers through her hair as he spread the sweetness over her lush lips. "Lick it off," he growled. "Come on, baby, see how sweet and hot you're going to taste when I get my tongue inside that hot little pussy." "He..." He could hear the protest of her innocence, the dark hungers filling her, urged on by his own needs as she hesitated in the face of the unfamiliar intensity of their combined lust. "Lick your lips," he ordered her again, his voice rough, the need to see her completely immersed in the needs building between them, overwhelming. Her tongue peeked out as the flush deepened on her face. A grimace twisted his lips as she licked at her own sweetness, tasting what he craved so desperately for himself. Then, her tongue curled around his finger, drawing a hoarse moan from his chest as she sucked it into her mouth. The feel of her drawing the remaining taste from his fingers broke his control. He pulled from her, moving between her thighs, spreading them further as he lifted her to his descending mouth and buried his lips in the liquid heat flowing from her. She was more intoxicating than whiskey, sweeter, hotter than life itself, and all his. She heard her own cries flowing through the night around her and could do nothing to still them, to smother them. He's mouth was burning through inhibitions, through shyness, and igniting a fire inside her pussy that threatened to consume her. He held her legs wide, his mouth eating her decadently, his whispering murmurs of pleasure and hunger fueling the flames burning through her. His tongue was voracious. It licked, spread fire through the burning flesh and caressed her with a knowledge and experience that had her gasping. Small, flickering strokes against her clit caused her to arch to him, her hips jerking as sensation snaked like raking talons of need through her nervous system. The pleasure, oh God, the pleasure was too much to bear. Each circular stroke around the hard, pulsing knot of her clit stole her breath. Her womb convulsed with the need for orgasm as the pleasure tore through it before spreading throughout her system. His fingers weren't still either. One circled the sensitive opening to her vagina, spreading the juices that wept from her aching center before his tongue stroked lower, moving to lap at her, to draw the taste of her into his mouth as she screamed out from the precipice he kept her teetering on. She was so close. Too close to be held back in such a way. She could feel the sensation burning throughout her body, igniting a firestorm that raced through her bloodstream. Finally. She writhed beneath him. He was touching her, tasting her, loving her. "Fuck, I could feed on your taste." His voice was a growl a second before his tongue plunged inside the gripping entrance to her cunt, fucking into her with licking strokes that had a strangled scream leaving her throat. The tension building inside her was frightening. Control was a thing of the past, but he was causing the gathering tightness in her belly to deepen, to convulse with each inward thrust of his wicked tongue. Her hands tightened in his hair as she shuddered and the wet heat flowing from her vagina increased. She was panting for air, sensation racing across her flesh, sensitizing her, leaving her gasping amid the inferno he was creating. His hands weren't still any more than his tongue was. They smoothed over her thighs, his thumb flicked at her clit, sending sharp sensations of agonizing need tearing through her a moment before it retreated. His hands curled along the cheeks of her ass, and as his tongue plunged inside her again, he parted the soft curves, tugging at the entrance to her ass and sending sharp flares of heat whipping through her system. "He..." She writhed beneath him, her head tossing on the blankets as she felt perspiration gathering along her body, trickling down her breasts, her tummy, even as her juices flowed from her pussy. "I can't...I can't stand it..." She couldn't understand this pleasure. It wasn't like anything she had ever known. Even her own self-induced orgasms had never made her feel this way. As though she were going to fly apart, that if the pleasure didn't stop then she would explode into fragments. She twisted beneath him, whimpering as she felt the pad of his finger smoothing through the hot juices that flowed along the cleft of her rear, rubbing them against her anus. "Make it stop!" She tried to scream, to demand an ease to the pressure building in her womb, her thighs, deep inside her cunt. He didn't answer. If anything, his mouth became more voracious, his fingers exploring further, pressing deeper against the untouched entrance he was massaging. "He...I swear...I can't stand..." She lost her breath as she felt his finger breach her ass, felt it slide slowly inside her as his lips covered her clit, his thumb slipping into the entrance of her pussy and destroying her. "Oh God!" She fought the lightning surge of almost painful sensation that shot through her. "The hell you can't. You will come for me. Now," he snarled, his finger retreating, gathering more of the silky liquid flowing from her before sliding in deeper, stronger, his thumb pumping into her pussy before his lips covered her clit again. He suckled at the tender bud, his tongue flickering over it as his finger bit into her ass, his thumb fucking her cunt until she felt herself erupt. Her scream filled the night as she dissolved, saw lights exploding behind her clenched eyes and heard His roar of pleasure a second before he was rising between her thighs and throwing her higher. "Hang on, " He gripped her hands, moving them to his shoulders as she felt a thick pressure against the sensitized entrance to her pussy. She stared up at him, dazed, awash in cascading waves of ecstasy. "Sweet fucking girl," he groaned, his eyes darkening as his hands clasped her face. "Hold on to me. I can't wait. Not even another minute." Her eyes widened, fluttered, fought to stay open as she felt the pressure between her thighs increase a second before a sudden stretching, a blooming fire and exquisite pleasure/pain tore through her. And it didn't stop. It went on and on, as though in slow motion, stretching her until she was certain she could hold no more before she found she could. She jerked in his grip, her nails pressing into his shoulders as she whimpered then screamed as He settled to the hilt inside her. She could feel every thick inch parting the tender tissue of her pussy, straining it to its limits as fingers of electricity sizzled through the delicate tissue and the tension began to increase once again within her. "God, you're tight." His expression was strained as she stared up at him, fighting to make sense of the sensations ripping through her. "And soft as silk." His forehead pressed against hers. "Please God, tell me you're on birth control, She." She nodded jerkily. She had begun the birth control shots years before in anticipation of this night. He grimaced, lifting his head a few inches as he stared down at her, his thumb dragging roughly over her lips as she fought to breathe. "Lift your legs." His voice was like gravel. "Brace your knees against my hips." He lowered one hand, lifting her thigh as she did as he bid. "Oh God, He." He slid in deeper than ever, filling her in ways she couldn't explain. "Oh God, I don't know what to do..." She wanted to cry, wanted to ease the furious throb of hunger pulsing in her womb, in her cunt. "Shush," His voice was strained, his body tight with the effort it was taking as he helped her, positioning her knees against his hips as a ragged moan tore from his chest. "Son of a bitch, you're so fucking tight. I could come just feeling you grip and milk me like that." The muscles inside her pussy were indeed milking him, rippling around him, driving her crazy with the furious heat building inside them. She stared up at him, feeling the tears on her cheeks, the emotions clogging her throat. She couldn't imagine ever needing anything more than she needed He. "Easy now, sweetheart," he warned as she felt his thighs bunching. "If I don't move I'm going to come before you ever get yours. And you have to have yours." A wicked smile crossed his swollen lips as he began to move. His cock slid slowly from the clutching grip of her cunt as she heard her own desperate groan of pleasure, the thrust back had her crying out in sharp agonizing need, and then there was no stopping him. He arched back, gripping her legs and pressing them closer to her body as he stared down to where they came together, her gaze following automatically, watching as the slick, glistening shaft of his cock powered in and out of the flattened curves of her cunt. It was mesmerizing, consuming. She could feel raking fingers of pleasure, pain, sharp sensation and fiery explosions of hunger ripping through her body as she watched him fuck her. Watched his cock thrust in and out, shafting her with furious strokes as the world receded around her. She came again, screaming through her orgasm, and still he didn't stop. "Again," he snarled, turning her to her side, her legs bent, pressed to her breasts as he leaned over her, one hand parting the cheeks of her ass as his fingers found the tingling entrance there. Her back arched, her head falling back as his finger slid inside, pumping in tandem with the thick erection driving inside her cunt, stretching her, burning through her mind as pleasure and pain mixed with the addition of another finger to stretch her tender anus. And still his cock drove into her, stroking furiously over sensitized nerve endings until she was shuddering, convulsing around him, her juices spewing from her pussy as she heard him give a ragged shout and felt his body tighten. She was still dissolving around him as she felt his release, the hot, furious blasts of semen filling her, burning her, sending her into another quaking paradox of sensation that had her convulsing beneath him as he held his cock deep inside her, shuddering with the pleasure ripping them both apart. She had lost sanity long before He's release. She quivered in the aftermath of orgasm, weak, wasted by the emotion, the pleasure that had erupted through her. She felt him collapse behind her, still buried inside her pussy, his breathing harsh, his arms tight as he pulled her to his damp chest. "Fucking breath," he crooned in her ear as one hand massaged her chest, reminding her she was holding her breath as it released in a rush, sending stars exploding before her eyes. "There you go, sweet thing," he murmured, his lips at her shoulder as his cock jerked inside her. "Rest for a bit. Just a little bit." She laid her head against his chest, fighting to regulate her breathing, to tear herself back from the endless spiral of heat he had thrown her into. And, though she remembered stumbling to the bathroom where the remaining of his warm cum mixed with hers poured out, she didn't remember much after that. She blacked out. For a while... She awoke to the sound of thunder and the smell of what seemed like a fog machine, a wet dusky but clean smell. She opened her eyes but couldn't see. Immediately she noticed sounds, whispers, breathing. Were there others in the room? It seemed like it. And then she felt a kiss. her husband had noticed she awoke abruptly. He whispered, "You're just dreaming." Yeah, she was dreaming, but he'd gotten in the habit of letting some old TV show run on his tablet and the talking didn't help. "What's that smell?" she said and at the same time realized her eyes were covered again by the same blindfold from before. "Oh, you noticed that?" Before she could say much more he kissed her, deeply. He kissed her as though he were starved. One hand had grasped in her hair, the other had cupped her breast, his thumb rasping over her now engorged nipple. The hard length of his cock had pressed between her thighs, rasping against the thin material of the sheets, caressing her swollen clit. She felt the throb of his erection, the length of it, the promise of passion and satisfaction. "no I can't," she whispered. "We don't have to fuck," he said. "Just let her feel what it's like to be inside you again. Then I'll stop." She didn't say anything so he took that as an ok. He laid her back and moved slowly forward until his swollen cock head parted her lips. She moaned. Without saying a word, he slipped the head inside her pussy. Damn he felt so good that he just lay there waiting for the rest of his cock. Because it was dark, she couldn't tell just how deep he was. He pressed forward ever so slowly, giving her every chance to stop him. "Are you sure this is ok," he asked between deep breaths. "God, your so big, " she stuttered as he drove farther inside her. Finally she felt the head of his familiar cock press against the back of her pussy just as his balls laid against her ass. "Perfect fit," she though. True to his word, he just lay there as her cunt twitched around his throbbing cock. "That's enough," she hissed. "You're right," he replied like a true gentleman as he began to slowly pull out of her, leaving a big void where She had felt so completely filled. When just the head of his cock was left inside her, he lifted up on his knees and said loudly, "Now." Something Sweet Ch. 01 In that instant, a crack of lighting struck as he slammed the entire length of his cock back into her cunt. The sudden shock of him filling her pussy again. "Fuck, no" She screamed out as her body was racked with a violent orgasm. Her body thrashed around, impaled on his rigid cock. She was so lost, she barely noticed the warmth and the weight of another cock gently brushing over her lips. "Do you love my cock," he asked. Without thinking she was surprised to hear herself say "I love your cock", "Fuck me again!" She had no idea what she was asking for. "Bigger than your husband's cock," he asked. Startled, scared, but a little excited her mind began to spin. A quivering voice still managed to ask "Where is my husband?" "Right here" "What the fuck is going on, who is this guy?" "They", he stressed, "are your fantasy my sweet, and this is just a dream." The whispers she heard earlier were not imagined and now they seemed more like deep breathing. She could smell the musk of sweat and feel the heat of the breath of what could have been a dozen other men inside the room. She ripped the blindfold off and found that the darkness was still just as blinding. Thunder rolled through the room with an echo that made the seem much larger than it was. Seconds later a flash of lighting pierced through the windows. The effect impressed a snapshot of the room, but began to fade quickly. She tried to absorb quickly the apparition like image in her mind and realized she was indeed surrounded by at least a half dozen strange men; strange but intoxicating. She trembled with excitement and fear as the man who was straddled next to her encouraged his mostly rigid dick into her mouth. She first rejected him instinctively, somewhat because of his sheer size. But the but then swallowed him as much as she could, tasting the sweat that had formed while he was watching her. The warm, soft throbbing flesh in her mouth distracted her for a moment while what seemed like a 13" rod slid into her soaking wet cunt. The sensation of having both her mouth and pussy stretched, the pleasure of being so filled was unimaginable. She cried out as She thought about her husband and what he would think if he saw her right now. her body shook violently with another orgasm. "It's Ok," her husband said. "Let it happen, this is only a dream." And it was. As the lights undimmed, she realized she was on a stage in the same scene from the porno that she had watched earlier. With this, she knew a little more of what was to come next. While the two cocks were working her, and she was working them, her husband managed to wrangle beneath her. His familiar cock replaced the one that was inside her and he slowly slid in and out of her with a soft pulsating rhythm. She sat up to receive it deep into her pussy, grinding her clit on his staff while he pumped in and out of her. "Fuck me!" "Get that cock back in your mouth and shut the fuck up." Her husband ordered. And she did. The other men began to get closer, touching every part of her. Soft touches on the inside of her thighs while he slowly slid in and out of her and her wetness built. Her husband was struggling to hold back when a tongue entered her asshole. He bit his lip to stave off the inevitable. "No.," She cried out as she realized what was happening. Too late. A third, younger man had slipped inside her as her cunt stretched to accommodate two big cocks. "aaahhh," She released as they both began moving in and out of her. Her body was in one long continual orgasm now. They fucked her for what seemed like hours before as two of the men cried out at roughly that same time, filling her pussy and her mouth with hot, sticky cum. As they pulled away cum ran from her pussy, down her legs and onto the bed; her husbands cock still well positioned deeply inside her. He grabbed her hair and begain kissing her deeply, when she realized he had bit his lip so badly he was bleeding. The metalic taste of his blood permeated her senses and she knew she was in for more. He flipped her over onto her hands and knees for a new position. He gently aligned her perfect ass to his cock and slowly slipped back into her pussy. Her head hung down as she continued to feel the familiar gentleness of his cock tease the edge of her cunt and occasionally brush her clit. He then grabbed her hair softly but firmly and raised it so she could see the next contestant right in front of her eyes. "For fuck's sake, take care of that." And she did. Though a bit uncomfortable being held upright by her hair, she was not complaining. The timing was difficult but somehow the rhythm was set. One cock slide in her pussy as another left her throat, followed by her mouth wrapping deeply around the huge dick in front of her and the sweat from his balls brushing her chin, as her husbands continued to expertly dig deep into her pussy with such perfected rhythm. His faced clenched with the sure sign of ecstasy as with each stroke, warm cum shot into her and her body could almost taste each deposit. Her body began to convulse as she felt a wave of an orgasm moving through her body, centering on her engorged pussy until with each of his strike of his cock on her clit, she squirted her juices on him in rhythm until eventually she passed out as his cock slipped out.