6 comments/ 132101 views/ 24 favorites For The Ladies By: Sshafer My first post in the How To section was How To Seduce a Woman, but this one is for you ladies, and hopefully, it'll show you how to spice up your love life and how to keep him coming back for more. First of all you should know men are visual creatures, aroused by what they see, such as breasts, nipples, buttocks, faces, luscious lips, or bedroom eyes. But you should also know that not all men are the same, and different things arouse different men. For instance, some friends of mine are turned on by long shapely legs and a nice firm ass and could care less whether a woman has big or small breasts. This may be what arouses your partner or it may not be, but in either case, you should know what turns him on and accent that part of your body. Always keep in mind what it was like when you were dating, before you became partners, and make yourself a visual feast. Here's an idea. Sit down and ask your partner what would give him a raging hard on, something he's always wanted to see or do. Now, you might wonder why your partner never talked to you about what really arouses him, but the answer is simple: almost all men have fragile egos and are afraid you might laugh at them or get mad at them if they reveal their deepest fantasies. Based on personal experience I can tell you two things most men would like to see. One is to watch a woman masturbate and the other is to watch their partner be seduced by another woman. When it comes to women making love, your partner may join in or he may not, but trust me, whatever he does, later he'll fuck your brains out. So ask your partner what turns him on and listen to what he says. And probably one of his fantasies will be what I mentioned above, but if having another woman make love to you isn't appealing, that's fine. Let him know and make it part of the ground rules in helping him live out one of his fantasies. Let me give you a couple of examples of what's happened to me. A very dear lady friend I hadn't seen in ten years called and invited herself over to my place. I told her to make herself at home while I took a shower, and when I came out of the shower, I heard her in the kitchen washing dishes. I threw on some clothes, went into the kitchen, and found her facing me wearing an apron, the kind the covers you from neck to knees. I told her to forget about doing the dishes, but she just grinned and turned around to face the sink, revealing she had nothing on under her apron. Well, the sight of her nude body gave me a hard on a cat couldn't scratch, and I told her she looked hot as hell and was ready to get it on right then and there. But she had other plans for us and asked me if I still wanted to watch her masturbate, something she'd said years before she'd never do. Of course I told her I did, and she led me into the living room and made me sit down on the couch while she sat down across from me in a comfortable chair with arms. She lifted the bottom half of the apron, put a leg over each arm of the chair and proceeded to finger fuck herself into oblivion. I got so excited my dick was about to rip through the front of my shorts, and when she finally had an orgasm, I threw off my clothes and we fucked like a pair of rabid weasels in heat. When we finished making love and lay spent on the floor I asked her if she had ever made love to another woman. She responded that when she was younger the idea hadn't appealed to her, but recently she'd gotten curious and had made out with a girl friend but only kissed and felt each other's breasts. I asked her if she'd enjoyed it, and she said she'd got a kick out of it and next time would go all the way with her girl friend. My second example involves an old neighbor of mine who has long since moved away but was what men refer to as a walking wet dream. She was in her early 30s and had had five kids, but she looked like she was only 20 and had the whole package, small waist, large breasts, heart-shaped face, long dark hair, and a vivacious personality. I ran into her at a local store one day, we got to talking, and I gave her my address and telephone number and told her to call me some time if she wanted to talk. Well, she called me two days later, and after talking for twenty minutes, the conversation turned to sex and within an hour, I knew what turned her on and what turned her off. She was amazed she'd revealed so much about herself, but she told me I was easy to talk to and started calling me every day. This went on for over two weeks, but then I noticed a change in her mood and tone of voice. I asked her what was wrong, and she said her husband was ignoring her. She'd meet him at the door the night before dressed in her sexiest lingerie, and all he'd done was yawn and go to bed after eating dinner. She was upset because their love making had gone from every night to maybe once or twice every two weeks, and I told her he just might be bored. She said she'd tried everything to fire him up but they usually ended up fighting. I asked her whether she had ever tried masturbating for him, and she said she hadn't because she wasn't sure how to do it right. Then she started crying, wailing she was at her wit's end to know what to do, and I calmed her down and told her I'd walk her through what she needed to do. It took me a while to convince her I knew what I was talking about, but she finally said she'd do like I said and promised to try it that night. Well, the next day she called overjoyed that masturbation had done the trick. She'd made her husband sit down in a chair in their bedroom, tied him up, and let him watch while she finger fucked herself only a few feet away. Then she'd given him a blow job while he was still tied to the chair, and he'd blown a huge wad into her mouth. When he started to go limp she'd stood just out of reach of his tongue, bent over and finger fucked herself again. Well, that had really gotten him going, and when she'd untied him, they'd fucked until the wee hours of the morning. She wanted to try having phone sex with me, and I played along, talking dirty to her. And she loved it so much that from then on she called me each morning just to have phone sex. What I'm saying is if you want to spice up your sex life you have to be willing to experiment. You might try going topless while riding home with him from a party. And I know that works because I had a lady friend do that to me and I can tell you I was ready when we got home. It started out as a joke, with me betting her she didn't have the guts to go topless for twenty miles, and the next thing I knew she was buck naked not just topless. I have an open mind but it shocked me, and I told her she'd made her point and to get dressed. But she said a dare was a dare, rode all the way home that way, and when we got into the house, we enjoyed ourselves the rest of the night. I can hear some of you saying, "But I have kids." So get a babysitter and check into a motel room or send them over to grandma and grandpa's for the night. And if you can't do either of those things, work out something that lets you and your partner have time alone, which is the important thing. And another way you can spice up your sex life is to call him at work and tell him what you're going to do to him when he gets home. Or put a pair of your sexiest panties or a nude Polaroid of yourself in his briefcase or lunchbox and call him at work and tell him what you did. If you're open to the idea of another woman making love to you, I would suggest you approach a woman you already know. You don't have to eat her pussy and she doesn't have to eat yours. Start out slow and just feel each other up through your clothes. Then after a few times of this you might remove an item of clothing and go a little further. But don't rush it, go at your own speed. And if you do decide to do this for your partner, set the ground rules of what you will and won't do before you start, and this way there will be no misunderstanding that could cause a problem. And remember, you're in control, not him. Most guys are like little kids and it doesn't take much to get them in the mood. And like I said earlier, all men are different, and you have to let him know that you're aware of that fact while he's talking about what turns him on. And tell him nothing he says will shock you. If he wants to wear your panties and bra, don't laugh, make a game of it. And always remember, no matter how tough the man is on the outside, on the inside is a fragile ego and laughing at or getting mad at his fantasies could ruin your sex life forever. And if you want him to do what you want to do in bed, you have to listen to him. It's a two-way street and both men and women must listen to their partner's needs and wants. And once you both open up about what your sexual needs are your sex life will improve. You the cologne will attract women. Sales of the cologne go up with sexy women in the ads, but will stay the same or decrease if all the ad shows is the bottle of cologne. Men don't really care what the cologne smells like, they buy it because of the hot babe in the ad and what the ad suggested. Remember, if your sex life is wanting or stale, try something different. If you have a regular night for sex, switch nights. Put some variety in your love-making. Try different positions. Do it in the living room or in the kitchen. Do a slow strip tease for him. Undress him but don't let him touch you. Put on some flavored nipple cream. Attack him in the shower. Meet him at the door dressed in a robe and nothing else. Spice up your lingerie. Buy a see-through bra. Wear a thong or edible panties. Go to a party wearing no panties and let him know you want to be finger fucked on the way home. Let him watch you get dressed in a garter belt, stockings, and a half-cup bra, and tell him he can take them off later if he's a good boy. While at a party or out eating dinner, flirt with him. Touch him a lot. Let him touch you. Exchange kisses while doing everyday chores. Rub against him with your breasts or pussy. Use your imagination. And always remember it costs nothing to try something different. Well, that's my advice. Take what you need, leave the rest, or ignore it. It's up to you. But always remember men are boys at heart and if you stroke their egos a little you just might be surprised at what happens. For the Ladies Note: this is from a man's POV to a woman (you, the reader). Ladies, feel free to imagine any guy you want. * Imagine walking into a bedroom, dim lighting; the only furniture is a king sized bed with a canopy with white sheets and a sheer white curtain on the canopy, a small table near the bed with an iPod playing soft slow music and a bottle of massage oil, and shelves along the walls at different heights with white candles on them and some candles along the floor. Also, there are rose petals all over the floor and bed. I walk you into the room, holding your hand. I take off your clothes slowly and sensually. I guide you onto the bed and have you lay on your stomach. I take the massage oil in my hands and begin to massage your back. Then I go to your arms and back to your back, down to your butt, making sure every inch of you is massaged, down to your thighs and down your legs and feet. After 30 minutes of massaging your body I turn you over to start the process again. I start on your shoulders and go to your arms. Then I massage your breasts; taking time with your nipples, massaging them in circles with my thumb. I go down your stomach and your hips. Then I reach the spot between your legs. I massage your lips and you moan. I find your clit and rub it in a circular motion. With my other hand I insert my middle finger inside you and find that spongy spot that sends you into pure bliss. I methodically rub your clit and G-spot at the same time, keeping the rhythm with your breathing. As we get faster and faster you get closer to climaxing. You grip the sheets, arch your back, throw your head back, and moan my name. Gasping and sighing with pleasure. As your orgasm dwindles down, I massage your thighs, legs, and feet. I then pick you up in my arms and take you to another room, a bathroom with a large steam shower. I set you down to stand as I turn on the water. When the water is the perfect temperature I open the shower door and you step in, I take off my clothes and join you. I take the body wash and lather it in my palms and begin to wash away the massage oil from your soaking body. Once clean and aroused once more, I turn off the water and wrap you in a towel. I pick you up again and carry you back to the beautiful bedroom. I lay you down and get on top of you, hovering over you. I begin to kiss you passionately then kiss your cheek, jaw line, down your neck, to your collar bone. I kiss your breasts and lick them. I kiss your shoulders and down your arms. I kiss your hands and lay a kiss on each finger. I go over to your stomach and leave kisses all over it. I get between your legs and leave one very light kiss on your clit. You purr with enjoyment. I kiss your inner thighs and down your legs. I kiss your feet then go back up your legs. I kiss all over your sex and lick you. You purr again. I make circles with my tongue on your clit and you run your fingers through my hair. I then insert two fingers inside your wet, awaiting sex. You gasp and I lick you faster. Moving my two fingers in and out of you, rubbing your G-spot every time I go in. After doing this for a good 10 minutes I pull my fingers out and get up on top of you again. I kiss you and rub my now rock hard cock on your clit. You dig your nails lightly in my back and kiss my neck. As I slowly enter you, you dig your nails harder in my back and moan out my name. I thrust in and out of you slowly, kissing your neck while I listen to your moans. As we get faster we both get louder and closer to cumming. I am now pounding you and deep and fast as I can go. I feel your muscle contract around me and watch as you cum; again, your back arches, your head throws back, but this time you dig your nails deeper in my back and your breasts push against my chest. This sends me off the edge and I pump into you harder than ever as we both cum. As our orgasms slow to a stop, I pull out of you and lay next to you. I pull you to me and hold you in my arms and kiss you all over your face as you fall asleep smiling. For the Ladies "Hey, bro! There is a late night industry pool party going on at Wilderness tonight. You know the place. The waitresses are all really stacked and gorgeous. Mario insists his girls have boob jobs. Remember? Let's head over tonight." Paul answered the phone in a half dazed state setting down his video game control stick. Boredom had started to take over. He was between women and his time was too liquid. Ever since buying into the restaurant franchise that had taken off like wildfire, he had all the time and money in the world to play, but there were only so many things to do. He started to absorb what his friend Leo had to say, and decided that yes, some female companionship would lighten the boredom. "Sure, man, let's do it. I could use some eye candy. It will wake me up. I'll pick you up at midnight and let's rock then roll some tarts." Paul felt the excitement of a new anticipated thrill. Mario employed the hottest chicks in the business. He always liked sweet challenges. Salina grimaced with the realization that she would have to buy two bikinis; one to fit her bottom and the other to fit her new Double Ds. Recently Mario had approached her and insisted that if she wanted to work there and keep making the outstanding cash she had been making, she needed to get a boob job. Being the shooter girl had worked for her. So did making $100 dollars an hour in tips. There was no way she wanted to give that up. Salina glanced at her shooter holster knowing it was her dream job. Having these new toys however, put being admired to a new high. She realized that it really just meant that more men would get the "I got a boyfriend" speech. This last week it seemed like the start of every conversation. Not only did she get even more attention, but her tips at gone through the roof. When men glanced in her direction and saw her position a shooter between her tits while some lucky sob leaned over to retrieve it, they knew they had to have that experience too. Now with her Double Ds, there were line ups. Her regular big spenders had to wait their turn. Salina looked down at her new investment. They were a week old and were already changing her life. Her swimsuit top showed off her bulging cleavage. It barely contained her nipples. The pool party was in full swing and she was chatting with her friends in the pool leaning over a water mattress when Paul spotted her. She immediately intrigued him. Her long black hair, smoky brown eyes, and amazing body made him feel a stir in his core. She was laughing with her friends. Paul noticed that several men had gathered around the fringe of her group. Their eyes were constantly attentive to Salina's appealing cleavage. Their attentiveness made him crave her even more. "Who's that?" Paul asked Leo. "Oh, she's one of the shooter girls at Wilderness. She's a sweet plum. Just had her boobs done. She looks outstanding, doesn't she? Just keep watching buddy cause that's as close as she'll let you get. She crushes hearts every single shift by claiming she has a boyfriend, but I've never seen her around a guy, so this mysterious boyfriend she says she has, must be hiding. I know I'd never leave a girl like that alone." Paul couldn't take his eyes off her. The few times she looked in his direction he smiled at her with his most alluring seductive smile. Salina couldn't stop herself from looking. The attractive man sitting by the side of the pool seemed to be the whole package and his eyes were focused on her every time she looked. Not being able to help herself, Salina began looking at the handsome stranger with the intelligent eyes, with slow, seductive, secretive glances. "Fuck she's hot. I want to tame her and make her my little sex slut. Look at how fucking hot she is Leo. And she wants me. I can tell," remarked Paul. "You're fucking dreaming buddy. Men have been trying to crack that case for a couple of years now, without any luck. Good on you buddy, though. If you think you can do her, go for it." Paul and Salina continued sneaking glances as the tiki torches fluttered in the night air. Was that a wink? Paul watched Salina walk over to the hot tub. It was 2:00 am now and most of the party goers had gone home in various states of inebriation. Paul had noticed Salina drinking red wine and poured them both a glass. He walked towards her and passed her the plastic wine glass as he sat down beside her in the hot tub. As he passed her the glass he leaned in and kissed her softly, with out a word, catching her by surprise. Salina was startled by his smooth and swift advance. Her beating heart thumped with excitement and she settled into their sweet, seductive, alluring kiss that overtook her senses. They kissed for ten minutes. People let them have their space but watched their seduction from a distance. Then his hands were on her thighs as the bubbling water concealed their destination. He inched his way towards the outside of her bikini bottom. Applying mild pressure, her circled the outside of her bikini bottom making her gasp as he kissed her. Before they put on too much of a show, he stopped. "Come with me. Come be with me tonight, you sexy gorgeous woman. I want to be inside you. I want to feel your hands all over me, and I want to excite you beyond your wildest dreams. I will adore you with my mouth and tongue. Come be with me tonight Salina. I will make your very happy," Paul cooed. Salina knew she had no choice. Her heart had spoken. This attractive, sandy haired hunk of a man may be twenty years older than her, but he had all the charm of a hundred men. She had never been more turned on her life and knew she wanted this. Leo had already found himself a sexy tart and was long gone. Excitedly they made their way towards the front of the restaurant. "That's one hot car," she remarked as the valet pulled up in his candy apple red Lamborghini. "Only the best for you sweetheart," he replied eyeing her gorgeous features. They pulled up to his estate in the Hollywood Hills after flying through the numerous swirling highways on the way there. The gate opened and she was greeted by an ultra modern house built into a cliff with an elaborate garden surrounding it. When he helped her out of the car Paul pulled her close to his aroused body and continued kissing her like she was a beautiful princess. It was a very different experience in comparison to the boys that usually pursued her. They were all testosterone with no common sense. Boys her age often started their approach with a gratuitous boob graze and a rude come on line. But this man, he was different. His eyes, his lips and his mouth reflected a deep desire that was stronger than the pure lust most men had to offer. They walked past the elaborate gardens and into the foyer of his enormous house. "This place is amazing," Salina exclaimed excitedly as they explored. "Do you mind if I take a shower? I'd like to wash off the pool water," Salina said. "Sure doll, hurry back. There are fresh towels on the rack, help yourself." When the water started trickling Paul fought back every urge to slip in beside her and fuck her in the shower. He knew better. This girl needed to be admired and feel like she's in charge. Maybe she'd want me as her Pet, crossed his mind. Maybe that's what thrilled her. Whatever it was he would find out and use it to make her his. While she showered he distracted himself by putting on seductive music. He then lit the room with large, flicking, scented candles. Then there she was standing in front of him with a big bath towel wrapped around her amazing body. "You are gorgeous honey. Come here beautiful." He pulled her close to him then. They kissed deeply, intensely, lustfully. "My turn doll. I'll be quick," Paul said as he headed towards the shower. "Hurry back," Salina said as she let the top part of her towel slip, exposing her gorgeous big breasts. It was the quickest shower Paul ever had. When he returned Salina was laying nude on her side like a swimsuit model. Her body was sheer, young, perfection. Every curve needed to be satisfied and he was the man to do it. Paul smiled when he caught sight of her brazilin wax. It was a definite added turn on. "Could you be any more perfect, or alluring," Paul asked Salina as he approached her sexiness. "Come here and let that towel drop handsome." Salina smiled as she saw he was also freshly waxed. She loved sucking cock and his was magnificent. So big and hard in his hand. His six pack gleamed above it. Paul could see she wanted him in her sexy mouth and stood in front of her doing as she directed. Soon he was enjoying the blow job of lifetime. Her enthusiasm drove him insane. "I'm going to cum in your mouth, if you don't stop." She sucked him in a lingering, seductive way, then released him and whispered seductively, "I want your taste in my mouth. I want you coating my lips and my tits." With those words Paul found his hard cock between her luscious tits. She sucked him and fucked his cock with her tits for a long time. Watching her work his cock made his need to fuck her even more intense. Salina tasted the warm, heated, creamy pleasure she loved so much as Paul emptied between her sexy lips, his grunts and pleasure echoing throughout the room. "Soak my tits," she urged as his next big spurt landed on her big gorgeous tits. Paul slipped into the bed beside her. He slid his hand up and down the length of her amazing body. Using a finger he twirled his cum around her gorgeous, erect, nipples. She pulled his head forward. Like a dog Paul eagerly lapped up his cum for the pleasure of experiencing Salina's big beautiful tits. He soaked his face in cum while doing her bidding. It didn't phase him. He was lost in lust. Next he sucked on her rosebud nipples making them super hard and achy. He slid his teeth over top of them very slowly. Paul continued treating her colossal mambas like fine wine, his licks eliciting numerous moans then he dipped two fingers in her wet pussy. Salina arched her back uttering a soft "please". "C'mere," Salina said as she pulled Paul's face towards hers licking off the cum that coated it. Salina was calling the shots and Paul was enjoying every seductive moment. Soon they were in a full 69 position enjoying a frenzy of lustful sensations. They licked and pleased and teased each other for a long time. The couple's actions become more tense, more erratic and orgasmic as time went by. They teased and played with each other's tight little holes adding a higher level of enjoyment and wild sensations. As their fingers and mouths stimulated Salina and Paul released their wet pleasure for one another to enjoy. After her first orgasm was achieved with the magic of his swirling tongue Paul continued licking Salina seeking another o after placing her on her back with her legs spread wide. Paul didn't stop licking her as she arched and bucked a series of subtle and sometimes intense orgasms. He filled her pussy lips deeply with his hard cock making her moan with every deep, passionate, thrilling, thrust. Paul wanted Salina to feel extreme pleasure and he wanted her to feel loved and treasured. Paul drove her wild when he rubbed his cock along her clit as he made love to her. Paul's touch and attentiveness made Salina feel amazing, like nothing she had ever experienced before. "I'm going to cum now. I'm going to fill you with my passion sweet girl," Paul called out as he felt the beginning of an intense orgasm. Salina's legs and pussy tightened around him as they both felt the familiar spasms of a thousand endorphins being release in their bodies. "Fill me!" she shouted out as she fell into the throes of her orgasm. Paul came inside her then holding her close as their mutual orgasm rocked them both. "Baby, you fulfill me, you are the most stunning creature I have ever met. Let me hold you and make you mine. I adore you." She hugged him and looked dreamily into his handsome face. Paul's eyes portrayed a brilliant sparkle as he said the words that woke up her heart. It heightened all her senses and sent her endorphins reeling throughout her sensual body. She had never met a man so caring and sincere, and she didn't remember the last time she felt so good. They laid there together for over and hour until the phone rang and they unwillingly had to release each other. When Paul returned he brought her snacks on a tray. Exotic fruits and sauces with small triangular wedge shaped waffles greeted her eyes. The coffee was fresh and mixed with the scent of sex in the room. "Come join me," came the voice from the steaming shower. "With pleasure sweetheart," he replied. The sight before him made his hard again. Her big beautiful tits stood proud and firm as the water trickled over them. Her sleek trim body and shapely ass stopped him in his tracks. Paul couldn't remember the last time he had been so turned on by the image of woman. Coming up behind her Paul pressed into her and started kissing her neck softly. Salina put her head back jutting her tits out so they reached toward the sky. He slipped one hand under her, feeling her wet folds and slid two fingers inside her. Salina started riding his fingers, rubbing his cock with her booty as she did. Salina's body moved beautifully. Her gorgeous tits jiggled with every movement. Paul put himself inside Salina then. His hands fastened onto her big breasts for leverage as he started fucking her, bending her just so, so he would fill her very deeply. His manhood slid inside of her slowly and powerfully as he pulled her towards him, increasing speed as they went until their bodies slapped together hard and fast. Paul was selfless in his approach, yet dominant at times. His goal was to make sure Salina felt extreme pleasure and felt loved and treasured. It was working. Paul's touch and attentiveness made her feel amazing. As their bodies slapped together, Paul filled her deeply with his big long cock, making her moan with every deep, passionate, thrust. "I'm going to cum now. I want to fill you with my passion for you my sweet girl," Paul offered. Salina's legs tightened around him. "Fill me!"She shouted out as she fell into the throes of her orgasm. Paul came inside her then holding her close as their mutual orgasm rocked them both. "Baby, you fulfill me, you are the most stunning creature I have ever met. Let me hold you and make you mine." His eyes portrayed a brilliant sparkle as he said the words that woke up her heart. It heightened all her senses and sent her endorphins reeling throughout her sensual body. She had never met a man so caring and sincere, and she didn't remember the last time she felt so good. They laid there together for over and hour until the phone rang and they unwillingly had to release each other. When Paul returned he brought her snacks on a tray. Exotic fruits and sauces with small triangular wedge shaped waffles greeted her eyes. The coffee was fresh and mixed with the scent of sex in the room. "Come join me," came from the steaming shower. "With pleasure sweetheart," he replied. The sight before him made his hard again. Her big beautiful tits stood proud and firm as the water trickled over them. Her sleek trim body and shapely ass stopped him in his tracks. He couldn't remember the last time he had been so turned on by the image of woman. Coming up behind her Paul pressed into her and started kissing her neck softly. Salina pulled back her long neck, jutting her tits out so they reached toward the sky. He slipped one hand under her, grabbing her tuft of hair. Salina moaned as he was feeling her wet folds and slid two fingers inside her. Salina started riding his fingers, rubbing his cock with her many booty moves as she did. Her body moved beautifully and her gorgeous tits jiggled with every movement. Paul put his hard throbbing cock in her pussy from behind, putting his hands around her big breasts as he pulled her towards him. Water dripped over her as he slid his big, throbbing, hard meat into her wet, eager, pussy. When her orgasm erupted he held her tight, then started pounding her like an animal. Her already very wet pussy slushed around him as he drove her hard. Seconds later his sticky wet cum spilled into her warm, wet, pussy. They toweled each other off, kissing each other's sexy bodies as they did. The waffles, assorted fruit and sauces, and powdered sugar awaited them beside his bed. "Lay down flat on the bed on your back gorgeous," Paul encouraged as he tapped her cute, round ass. Paul took the sauces, along with the powered sugar, and dibbled and dabbled drops and spoonfuls all over her hot body. Some well placed strawberries, mangos, and blueberries stood fixed in the middle of sauces like individual little desserts. Paul started devouring her by placing his mouth on the chocolate sauces he had placed on her nipples. He circled his tongue, nibbled and caressed Salina's nipples for a very long time. She was dripping wet and ready for his hard cock within the first minute. Salina closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations as he circled her body nibbling at her. Knowing he would lick, tease and tantalize every inch of her drove her insane. Never had a man been so attentive, so exciting, so adventurous. All she knew was that she was enjoying every minute of this exotic adventure. "Oooo oooo, fuck yes," Salina called out as his fingers and mouth worked on her pussy. The sensations were vibrant and varied. She watched him take a large strawberry between his lips. Her pussy lips felt the graze of his teeth as he inserted it into her pussy. Then he fucked her with it. The suction as the red fruit went in and out drove her wild. Salina realized that she was crazy horny for his man. She was bucking to his licks and swirls when a dynamic orgasm overtook her. She rode the wave for a long time making soft noises. When she subsided he put some cut up mangos and whipped cream in her pussy and scooped it up with a waffle wedge, wolfing it down. It was so erotic. "You taste so good baby," he said while taking a bite then giving it to her to taste. The scent of her come mixed with the fresh fruit filled the air as she tasted her come and ate her breakfast. The enjoyed each other all after noon and felt the excitement of new romance in every movement and thought. "I will have to get home eventually, I work tomorrow night," Salina sadly pointed out. "Oh, gorgeous, I don't want you to go back to work; I want you here in my arms." With those words he held her close. As she told him about work he had an idea. "Look babe, I need a "Yes" girl. Like a personal assistant. What ever you usually bring home in a month I'll triple it." "What about Mario? He'll be mad that I left him high and dry." "I know Mario. Don't worry about it. I'll make sure he's happy and well taken care of, and your job will be there anytime you want to go back." "What about my regulars? They'll get suspicious that I up and disappeared." Salina questioned. "They'll be told you went to help an aunt across country, so none will be tempted to contact you. You can live here with me, and we can enjoy each other every day and night. What do you say?" Paul asked softly while holding her in his arms. "Yes," said the yes girl. "How can I refuse?" This man was giving her a ride she didn't want to get off of. Paul's hands moved up to her perfect mounds. Their mouths greeted each other with longing as they sealed the deal. The promise of sexual excitement was a vibe they couldn't resist. The days went by with blissful feelings, erotic loving making and fucking in many different positions all over the house. One time she watched in the mirror as he entered her while she had one foot up on a chair. Another time she was on the bathroom counter being pushed into the corner wall mirror by his hard thrusts. For the Ladies "You sure know how to use furniture handsome," she would say jokingly. As Salina was cooking dinner Paul cupped her cheeks and whispered in her ear. "Yes girl, please say yes, because tonight I'm going to take your sexy little ass with my hard cock, and make your ass mine." Salina turned her head and kissed him softly. "You can think about it honey before you say yes, but I promise you'll love how it feels to have me deep inside you. I'll fuck you with your vibe and fuck your ass very gently. You'll love it." Paul ran his hands up and down her beautiful curves as he said this, landing on her perfect round cheeks. "Yes but, I've never tried it, please be gentle," Salina said hesitantly. That night Paul treated Salina like royalty and made sure she was happy, comfortable and her voluptuous round ass was well lubed up. "Baby you're so gorgeous, you make me so hard all the time, and you're so sweet to me. It will hurt a bit at the beginning. I will go in slowly and only half way, until you're ready, but once I pop in I wouldn't be able to control myself. You'll like it. It will feel soo good for both of us." Paul took her, softly and slowly. The pain at impact made her call out. "Paul, Paul, no, no, baby I can't ooo, fuck yes, ooo fuck yesssssssssss, fuck me Paul, fuck me harder, harder..don't stop fucking me." He filled her hot sexy ass with his wet cum and pulled out. Paul spread her cheeks and watched his full load trickle from her young cheeks. Seeing that just turned him on more. He couldn't stop fucking her sweet, sexy, little ass. Paul positioned Salina on top of him reverse cowboy, then reinserted his semi hard cock between her tight cheeks. Salina was soaking wet with his jizz as he started fucking her again. Squeezing her gluts around his cock elicited a couple of deep moans from her handsome lover. Paul could tell Salina loved being fucked up the ass. Her passion for new sexual experiences seemed insatiable. Another blissful week went by when Paul announced he had to fly to Miami for three days. "My sexy yes girl, I don't want you to get bored while I'm gone, so I'm going to send you a few really good porn videos that I want you to watch. After you watch them, get nude on the bed, turn on the laptop, face it towards you and phone me." The next evening Salina did exactly as she was told. She put the phone on speaker phone and dialed Paul's number. "Hello slut, you want to get fucked don't you? Put your toys on the bed. I'm going to tell you which ones to use and when. Salina followed Paul's instructions exactly. Before he knew it she was coming like a wild banshee, over and over again as Paul described to Salina in detail how was going to fuck her when he got home." Salina woke up lazily the next morning in her empty bed after having an erotic dream about one of the videos, except in her dream she was the star of the show. Salina felt the familiar tingle of arousal in her pussy and reached her hand down to satisfy the aching need she was feeling. Her pussy was soaking wet. She realized she must have cum in her sleep. The way they had been fucking since they met, left her in a constant state of arousal. Salina's fingers circled, then rested on her clit. Salina pressed down, tilted her head back, arched her amazing body, then proceeded to imagine herself surrounded by sexy black men that craved her. Salina found out she was very orgasmic and was becoming increasingly more so. As the day progressed and Salina drove around running errands, one particular video she had watched kept coming to mind. Salina's thoughts were making her pussy tingle and her clit jump. Her mind kept coming back to the interracial gangbang video that had sent her into a fierce, raging, orgasm when she woke up. In the video there were five or maybe there were six, big, black men with hard bodies using a beautiful young woman to satisfy all their needs. She thought about them in a circle with her inside and her clit jumped. She wanted it rough. She knew that much. Maybe they would jostle her around for a while. Their hands might grab at her tits or maybe cup her ass. Or maybe they would finger her roughly, even lifting her small sexy frame off the ground. Or maybe one would spank her roughly while another nibbled at her big tits. Maybe she would be nude and vulnerable in front of them, forever remembering she was the "yes" girl, unable to stop herself from enjoying every erotic moment. Maybe they would gang bang her ass after placing her over the top of the sofa. On that thought Salina flew into a wild orgasmic release that left her extremely relaxed. Salina turned on her computer. She couldn't resist. Pretty soon her favorite erotic adventure appeared on the screen. When the men put the girl in middle of the room, blind folded her, and spun her around to determine which of the men's cock she'd suck, Salina put her hand in her shorts, pushed aside her panties and started rubbing her pussy to the images before her. Every one of the six men fucked the little nymph in every way possible. Her orgasm was intense. Salina realized she never wanted to stop coming. It just felt so good. As she was washing her hands the phone rang. "Hey sweetheart, I miss you. I'll be home in two days. So tell me. Which one of the videos I sent you turned you on the most?" "Well, umm to be honest, I just got off on the interracial one." "Oh, you like the idea of being a horny little slut for a group of big, strong, black men do you?" "Well, yeah. I guess I do. It's been one of my fantasies ever since you sent that video. I couldn't resist but enjoy the thought. The images keep entering my mind. You're okay with that right, sweetheart? I always want to be open and feel free to be me, with you Paul." "Yes honey, I am more than okay with it. I like that my sexy, yes girl, is sexually adventurous. As a matter of fact the guys that take care of our gardens are big, strong, muscular black men and they are coming tomorrow. Does that fantasy excite you sweetheart? I want to keep you excited Salina." Salina could feel her juices enter her pussy, and her mouth go dry as he spoke those words. "It's you that excites me Paul. I couldn't be happier." "I know sweetheart, but if anything does happen, you'll turn on the computer for me to watch won't you darlin?" Did he just give her permission to act out her fantasy? "Oh, nothing will happen. It's just a fantasy," was Salina's reply. Paul started doing research on the internet immediately. He usually used a service for his gardens but he could cancel them and set up something interesting. Paul's cock grew hard as he thought about procuring some gardeners. After an hour he found exactly what he was looking for. He had goggled and found out that one particular company had a reputation. A couple of disgruntled spouses had found several of the men with their wives and voiced to the world their dissatisfaction via the use of reviews. "Hello, Ace Gardeners, I'm interested into getting some help for my garden tomorrow, early evening. Because of the short notice I will pay double." As they conversed Paul slipped into the conversation that the men should bring drinks and supplies with them, since he was concerned about his sex addict niece who was going to be alone in the home." "I don't want her disturbed," Paul said. Eugene laughed when Paul said that and told him that all would be well. Salina watched the video several times that day and early the next morning getting herself off by imagining herself in the role of the seductress. Knowing there would sexy, black men coming over to work on the garden, excited her beyond belief. The anticipation was sweet. She didn't know what would happen but there was something about hard, muscular, bodies working in the sunshine with sweat highlighting their muscles that turned her on immensely. Around 4:00 pm the truck pulled up and four, gorgeous, black men emerged. Salina couldn't resist dressing sexy. What harm would a little flirting do? It was, just a fantasy, after all. She heard the clanking and banging as they pulled out the tools and gardening supplies they needed. She dared to open the curtain a third of the way. As Salina sat in the chair in front of the window she calculated the ability of the men to see into the open window, considering the way the light fell. Her rationale decided that they couldn't see her. After watching them work for an hour and touching herself she became extremely horny. Salina went over to the computer and turned on her HD video chat program to contact Paul at work. "Hey sweet thing," Paul cooed. "How is your day going? Did he gardeners arrive?" "My day is going great and yes, the gardeners arrived." "Good to hear. Are they sexy?" Feeling awkward about talking to Paul about this she said, "Yeah, they're okay." He noticed her hesitation and encouraged her. "You know Salina, don't be shy. I want you to fuck them my sexy, "Yes Girl". I want to watch you be devoured by those hard bodies. I want them to use you to satisfy all their primal urges. I want to watch you get fucked, really hard sweetheart." Paul had his cock out now. "See how hard I am for you?" Paul said, with his hard cock throbbing in his hand. "Now let loose those sexy titties of yours." Salina was wearing a tight, bright, fuchsia pink shirt. The zipper was down halfway between her luscious tits. Her midriff was exposed and her shorts were tight and black. "I want you to say "Yes" to anything they ask of you. Will you do that for me? Remember your only answer is yes, every time. You're so gorgeous; they'll take you for the ride of your life if you just smile at them. You'll love it," Paul said as he watched Salina release her circular masterpieces from their tight, pink confines. "I can hardly wait to fuck those titties when I get home babe. Tweak your nipples for me!" Salina moaned as she ran her thumb and forefinger over her sensitive nipples. As she played, the handsome gardeners moved into the space of the open window and were watching her playing with her tits from an angle. "Fuck she's hot. Playing with herself like that in front of the computer. Man, this is a fantasy come true. Sex addict! Fuck! Fuck the instructions. I'm going in," Eugene said excitedly. "Fuck that, I want some of that, for me," said another gardener. "Dammn, I haven't seen such a fine young thing like that for a long time. I'm trying for her too." When the doorbell rang, Paul told her to turn the screen on dim, and face it toward the living room. "I'm sorry to bother you miss, but we sure would appreciate a glass of water." "I can do better then that. Have a seat in the living room," Salina said swaying her sexy ass from side to side as she slipped into the kitchen. She was nervous, horny and excited all at the same time. Paul words of encouragement echoed through her. When Salina returned she bent over seductively pouring the lemonade. Her legs were spread and she was standing closest to Eugene as she poured. "You're a pretty little thing you know that," he said while boldly and confidently running his big hand down the length of her leg. Salina stopped what she was doing and gasped as he did that, feel the familiar filling of wetness in her pussy. "Ooooo," she involuntarily moaned out loud, as his hand slowly made its way back up the inside of her thigh and cupped her pussy through her shorts. "Do you like how that feels you pretty young thing?" Salina remembered what she was told and replied, "Yes." The other three men watched as Eugene seduced her in front of them. Paul couldn't help but stroke as he watched. "Show me how pretty you are baby. Start with that zipper gorgeous. Pull it down real slow like you're a seductive stripper in a gentleman's club with no rules." Eugene put on some slow sexy D'angelo tunes for her to strip to. Soon Salina was standing nude before them, showing off her gorgeous features. "Can I play with your nipples?" Eugene asked. "Yes," she responded. "Can they play with you sexy?" he asked gesturing to his friends. "Yes, I want to feel them inside me," Salina responded dreamily. "Sit that gorgeous body down on the table darlin, spread your legs wide and let's see your wet pussy." Eugene requested. Salina sat on the coffee table with her legs spread on either side, her completely nude body beautiful and spurring on every lustful suggestion. "Kiss me gorgeous," one of the older handsome men said as he pulled back her head and kissed her upside down. Her big, beautiful tits reached towards the ceiling. Within moments two of the sexy men were kneeling beside her, each adoring one of her big tits with their skillful mouths and hands. Their biting, pulling, teasing and massaging drove her insane with the need to feel the men inside her, fucking her senseless. As Salina responded to the erotic feelings surging through her, another hand reached down her stomach inside her shorts and landed on her wet pussy. The sensations were over the top. Extreme pleasure was being achieved in every quadrant of her amazing body. Salina felt adored by the way the men were treating her. Knowing that Paul was watching them made her moan even louder and buck her sensuous body even wilder. They used the coffee table to their advantage making her limber body stretch and be positioned in many ways. "I get to fuck her first while you take your turns fucking her mouth boys, enjoy," said the leader of the group Eugene. "You don't mind being our little fuck toy do you beautiful?" Eugene asked. "Yes, I wanna be your fuck toy, "she breathed out seductively, while rushes of vibrant sensations overtook her senses. Eugene took two pillows and set them underneath her as she lay on the coffee table until she was at just the right height to suck cock. Eugene parted her tender, white, firm ass cheeks wide and ran his cock up and down her glistening cunt and ass, back and forth, and back and forth. "Oooo, fuck that feels so good. Fuck me." "You want this baby; you want this big hard piece of meat inside you?" Eugene asked. "Yes, yes, yes!" was her reply. "Then take me deep." He swung his big cock between her cheeks and deep into her little hole with a swift jolt. "Fuckkkk, yesssss," Salina screamed as she felt his enormity enter her very, tight, little ass. "Ooh fuck you're tight, slut. Fuck my cock with your ass baby. Gimmie your best booty dance." As Salina circled her gorgeous ass he slapped it a little, then a little harder. Eugene made a motion for his friend to fuck her mouth. Salina lustfully greeted his cock in her mouth and sucked him to perfection. Salina had never known she was capable of such indulgences, but here she was and loving every minute of it. She sucked his cock with long, slow, licks, and a twirling tongue, followed by deep, penetrating, deep throat movements. As Salina felt his cock penetrate her mouth, her pussy and ass were being seared by Eugene's very long, thick, hard, cock. By the time the third guy released his load in her mouth, she was covered in their cum. Their jizz had landed on her cheeks, in her hair, and on her gorgeous tits. "You're a good little cocksucker, you are, take it all cunt!" With those words Eugene forcefully rammed her cum covered mouth, with his powerful cock, while the other three men started taking turns fucking her pussy and ass. After he made her mouth numb and full of spunk, with his hard, forceful, face fucking, Eugene gave her a towel to wipe her face and tits off. He then slid his cum covered cock back into her mouth and watched her suck him hard again. "Mmmm baby, nothing like cumming in your sweet pussy, then letting you taste your cum mixed with mine on my cock." He twirled her hair around his fist and rammed her mouth hard while another one of the men rammed her sexy ass. When they were done, she was dripping cum from her ass and pussy and the coffee table was soaked. One by one the men finished with her, had a shower and went back out to work. Eugene was last. "If you're ever bored, call me," he said handing her a card. Salina grabbed a towel and sat nude in front of the computer. Her sore and used body was red and energized from the supreme fucking. She lightened up the screen. "Did you see that?" she questioned Paul in sexual bliss. "Ohh, baby, yes I did. I saw every amazing moment of it and I have it taped so we can enjoy it together anytime we want. You were so beautiful to watch and you're such an amazing, yes girl. I couldn't want you more. Thank you my delicious flower for opening yourself up to a stimulating sexual opportunity. You were phenomenal. Absolutely, stunningly sexy. I love you baby. I can't wait to hold you in my arms tomorrow." The next day they greeted each other by making love in a warm Jacuzzi after much tender loving play. "I'm falling you love with you Salina." "I love you Paul, thank you for letting me be free." For the Ladies: Amateur Night Author's note: this is a present-tense, second-person account of a fantasy, meaning it's about me (a boy) and you (a girl) and our little adventure as it unfolds. If you enjoy, have a look at my profile and leave feedback or drop me a note ... have fun! * "I don't know," I say warily as you grip my wrist and lead me toward the door of the club. "You know what kind of place this is?" "Yes, I know perfectly well," you giggle, your words a little slurred. "You really want to take me to a strip joint?" "Sure, why not? You know I get horny when I drink!" "I know," I say, glad I've taken it easy on the alcohol so far tonight. "That's why I was hoping to get you home in bed." I grin and give your ass a little pinch. "In time, stud. Just you wait." You smile wickedly and throw open the door to the club. It's sparsely populated on a Wednesday night, and you surprise me again my leading me to a table right at the edge of the little stage. I look up and around...there are a few guys and a couple of girlfriends too....I wonder about that...until I see the banner above the stage proclaiming "Amateur Night." We settle in at a table inches from the stage, and I order us drinks. Before we can talk much the lights dim and an unseen voice announces, "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Amateur Night! We'll begin with the sexy stylings of Amanda!" The lights come up on the stage to reveal a redhead with short, straight hair wearing a crop top buttoned in the front and short jean shorts. Music blares but no one seems to notice as she struts to the front of the stage. She grins excitedly at a man I can only assume is her boyfriend; he obviously enjoys the show. Her breathing is quick, a little nervous, as she poses with one knee bent and begins to unbutton her top. She undoes the last button and holds the shirt closed tightly, grinning mischievously, then wiggles her hips and finally opens it. Her breasts are round and firm, and I try to remain nonchalant as my mouth begins to water looking at her pink nipples. The other men whoop and holler and she seems to enjoy that. She turns to face her back to the audience and pulls the shirt open, letting it fall to the ground. She then shakes her hips and unbuttons her shorts, pushing them down with each swivel of her lovely ass. Her underwear don't cover much of her ass, and as she turns to face us we see that they don't cover much of her pussy either, and that she's neatly trimmed. She spends the next few minutes dancing and wiggling her tits to the amusement of the men, squatting on all fours hovering her ass right in front of us. You laugh out loud and I grin. She gets a thunderous round of applause as she scurries off the stage, giggling and waving. You lean across the table and whisper, "She didn't show much, did she?" I try to answer but the announcer cuts me off. "What a way to start!" he shouts. "And now how about a big welcome for Denise!" Denise is a long-haired brunette with curvy hips packed into a tight skirt and luscious tits almost exploding from a tight sweater. She piles her hair on top of her head as she shakes back and forth, and keeps the crowd fully entertained before even removing and clothing. Finally she does pull her sweater over her head and tosses it to her husband, who blows her a kiss. She then turns away from us and pokes her ass out a little, lifting the skirt to reveal nothing but ass underneath. The crowd hollers its delight, and you join in. "Now we're talking," you say as I look at you, amazed. Her bra falls away next, and with her back still to us she slowly unzips the skirt at the side and slides it down, keeping her legs straight, ending up naked and fully bent over, touching her toes. Her ass is round and soft, and the men love it. So do I, though I'm not sure if I should let on. You shout encouragement, laughing loudly. She stands and turns to reveal her naked self, tits swaying as she dances and bush almost shaved. Her hands travel up and down her thighs and sides and over her tits, and she gets a standing ovation as her song ends and she leaves the stage. "Oh Jesus, let's see some action," you mumble. "I'm cold, give me your flannel." I'm too captivated by the next performer - a petite blonde named Ricki - to wonder why you need my shirt in this hot, humid club, so I take it off my shoulders and hand it to you. "Be right back," you whisper and you're gone. I sit back and watch Ricki shake her tight little tits and ass, waiting for you to return from the bathroom or wherever you went to tell you this was a good idea after all. I join the applause as Ricki leaves the stage. I take a quick glance around the room looking for you as the announcer continues..."And performing for the first time ever, it's a lovely lady named....... " My heart jumps as I hear your name, and my jaw drops as I see you emerge from behind the curtain, wearing your high heels, my flannel, a wicked smile and nothing else. You strut to the edge of the stage and sway for the men in the audience, who blow kisses at you and yell your name. You turn and walk up and down like a model on the runway, tossing your hair with a hint of mischief, and I have to shift in my chair to keep my growing erection comfortable. Finally your dark eyes lock with mine, and you can't help but notice my grin. You saunter to the edge of the stage, reach down to put your hands on my shoulders, and sink off the stage and onto my lap. The crowd explodes in cheers as you rock your hips, feeling my hard cock through my jeans. Even with my jeans on I can tell you're not wearing your panties and you're very turned on. Leaning back you unbutton your shirt - my shirt - and let it fall open, gripping your tits and pushing them together in front of my face. I reach up to touch you but you grab my wrist. You wag your finger in an exaggerated "No no" and say "No touching the dancers." You hop back up onto the stage, and the men laugh and yell. You finish unbuttoning the shirt to reveal your nakedness. You lift the shirt tail up over your ass, and walk enough to give every guy there a good look. Then you stand, one foot flat the other on tip-toe, and slowly, achingly dip your finger between your legs. The crowd loves it, and hollers even louder as you lift that finger up, tip your head back, close your eyes and languidly suck your finger dry. You do that once more then you come back to me. You sit on the edge of the stage, your ass inches from it, your feet flat on the stage. Your legs are spread wide and I and everyone around has a perfect look at your swollen, wet, pink pussy. You lean back on one hand, and with the other dip the two middle fingers between your lips and slowly begin fucking yourself. The men watch, entranced, occasionally hollering something unintelligible. The music blares and finishes, and as the stereo system falls silent we can all plainly hear your moans and squeals, the shouts of the men, and the squishy noise of your fingers fucking your wet cunt. You open your eyes and look back at me, your cheeks puffing with each grunting breath. I know you enough to know you're close, and I grip the arms of the chair tightly. The next song starts, and as it does your squeals become higher-pitched, cutting through the noise so everyone knows you're ready to explode. As the orgasm takes you, you throw your head back and the room spins, nameless faces all around watching you writhe in ecstasy. As it subsides you again lick your fingers clean then slowly stand, grinning like a conquering queen. You simply turn and walk off. It's impossible to top your performance, but they go on and try anyway. As you emerge back on the floor, once again dressed in your blouse and skirt, my flannel tied around your waist, you ignore the men who grin and whistle and pinch your ass. Your eyes are on me alone, and without a word you grab my wrist and lead me toward the exit. Before we reach the door, though, you turn and slide into a booth in a dark corner. We look at the crowd, and see that they've forgotten us in favor of Sherri, a long-legged brunette. "That was fucking incredible," I mutter. "Thank you baby," you say, sliding into the booth on the same bench that I'm on. You kiss my cheek and your hand goes straight for my jeans. You cup my balls and cock and whisper, "Boy you really did like it, didn't you?" You've unzipped my jeans before I can answer. "I'm so turned on, honey, I need to fuck now," you whisper, desperately. Not one to argue, I take another look at the crowd, my hands fumbling with your skirt. You lift your hips enough for me to hike up your skirt. My hand finds that you never put your panties back on after the show, and you squeeze my thigh and let out a loud moan when my fingers touch your wet lips. I look up, and with the music loud and a naked dancer onstage, no one heard you. Feeling more bold, I plunge two fingers into you. "Oh God!" you gasp, and begin rocking, fucking my fingers. You hand finds the button to my jeans and with my free hand I help you free my aching cock. I stop touching you long enough to wiggle my jeans down over my hips, and resume fingering you as your fingers grip my cock and begin furiously pounding it. The smell of my precum and your honey waft up to us as our hands invoke moans of pleasure. "God fuck me," you say. "You have to fuck me now." I don't even bother to look up as you scramble to sit on my lap. Your thighs straddle mine, your waist pressed against the table, your hands pushing off the table top back into me. I grip the base of my cock and easily let it glide into you, and you let out a low, guttural moan as it fills you. "Oh yeah that's what I need," you moan as my hard meat fills your aching cunt. With one hand you push back from the table, ramming into me, and the other finds your clit and rubs furiously. You can feel the juice flow as my cock pumps in and out. The table digs into your belly as I push up, grunting loudly. "I'm...gonna...fuckin...cum..." I grunt between gasps. "God, god, me too...." you squeal. I push my feet into the floor and lift my hips and explode in you. Your hand on your pussy can feel my hot cum ooze out and you too explode, clenching and spasming, your head flailing and your breathing stopped. My whole body shakes once more and I sink back into the bench, panting. You slide off and sit beside me, catching your breath. After a moment you swallow and grin. "Now, you wanted me home in bed, right?" You stand and saunter out, and I hastily follow. For the Ladies: At the Movies Author's note ... This is a present-tense, second-person point of view, meaning it's written from the perspective of me and you. "You" being a sweet and sexy lady. If you are such a lady and enjoy the story, please get in touch through my profile ... I'm always looking for partners to collaborate on new creative endeavors. And now on to the story ... * We sit in the seats closest to the wall in the last row of the cinema. We talk quietly as other people filter in, finding seats toward the front. We are lost in each other, and don't notice them, the people trying to find the middle seats in the middle row, the boys taking up the front row, the other sets of lovers. I playfully feed you popcorn as you nip at it and giggle. We settle into our seats as the movie previews start. I hold your hand in my lap and stroke your fingers gently. Your hand is chilly and I lift it to my lips, blowing warm air over it. I kiss your knuckles, my lips lingering there. Your fingers curl at my soft kisses. I hold your hand in my lap for a while longer. Soon you let it relax and rest around my thigh. My hand rests lightly on top of it as the film begins. I feel your fingers tense and relax, tense and relax, pulsing a little, squeezing. I glance sidelong at your face and I know from your half-closed eyes what you are feeling. Never one to let this mood pass, I lift my hand from yours and place it on your thigh. You shift a little in your seat, your legs turning a little to face more toward me. My fingertip makes a slow circle on the inside of your bare thigh. You clench your jaw and swallow. My eyes are now intent on the side of your face, watching your reactions to my touch. After a moment I pull my hand away and you sigh, almost in relief from the teasing. I touch the tips of two fingers to my tongue, wetting them, and return them to their place, spreading warm wet saliva on your smooth skin, like a displaced kiss. You squirm a little. My hand moves a little higher and you blink, slowly, your eyes lingering closed for a full second. I glance around the theater and, confident we're safe, I suddenly grab your skirt and fold it up onto your belly. You gasp and turn to me, your eyes open and wild. I make a "Shh" sound with my lips and push the fabric into your belly, holding it there despite your efforts to push it back down. I nod my head toward the rest of the audience, and you see there is no one even remotely able to see the middle of our row, even if they were looking. You let out a little sigh and turn back to the movie, your hands resting on your bare thighs, your legs falling open, your pussy lips suddenly exposed to the warm, dark air. I look back up to the screen and watch the movie as my hand slowly travels down. My four fingers cover your mound and press lightly, causing you to tighten your muscles and sigh quietly. I slowly, softly pet you, moving my fingers over your lips in slow strokes, for what feels like ages. Soon you relax, lost in the sensations. As I sense this, I use my first and third fingers to spread your outer lips. My middle finger dips between them into the wet folds of your pussy. It flicks up a few times, and I look down as your hands tense and your fingers dig into the soft flesh of your thighs. Slowly and softly my middle finger finds your wet, warm opening and slips in. You let out a silent moan as it penetrates you. I push the heel of my hand against your clit, and you find your hips sliding down in your seat, rolling in a slow rhythm. I fuck you with my finger slowly, softly, and press harder with my hand. When I look up to your face again your eyes are closed, your lips sealed, your breath coming in slow measured breaths. I pull my finger out and concentrate on your clit, my two middle fingers stroking in fast, hard circles. Suddenly your hands move -- one to the arm of your chair, the other to squeeze my thigh -- and your thighs close around my hand. My motions continue, my eyes intently watching your face. Your head falls back and I know you're close. I press harder, insisting, rolling your clit, rubbing, stroking. I lean to you and whisper... "Cum for me." And that does it. You push your feet hard into the floor and your hips lift a little. Your eyes clench tight and stars begin to jump and your throat closes and your face is hot. I keep rubbing fast and hard, clenching my fingers, shaking my hand, as you gently float back to earth. You let out a long, slow breath and open your eyes. "My God," you whisper. And you look toward me as I continue to pet your pussy softly. You look down and grin as you notice what my other hand has been doing....my thick, wet cock stands tall through the unzipped fly of my jeans, and I'm stroking it fast and hard. Without a word you wrap your hand around it. You mouth the words, "Are you close?" and I simply nod. You begin to stroke faster, squeezing the base of the head, pounding with your tight fist. I was close, very close, for soon you feel my balls tighten and my cock become rigid. You lick your lips and watch closely as a sticky spurt shoots up and onto your wrist. You cup your hand and try to catch spurt after spurt of warm cum. A drop or two fall onto the front of my dark jeans, but no one will notice. Your mouth continues to water as I shudder, coming down from my own amazing orgasm, and suddenly I grab your wrist. I lift your hand to my mouth and, looking intensely into your eyes, suck your fingers clean, one by one, then open your palm to lick the sticky mess from it. You lick your lips as I drop your hand and settle back into my seat and grin, my attention turned back to the movie. You smirk and lick what remains from your own hand. You know you won't let me finish up that easily. We sit in silence, recovering, for a half hour or so. You continually glance down to look at my limp cock. I leave it out, teasing you, taunting you. Finally you reach down and grip it. I don't react. You begin stroking slowly and it responds, despite my apparent attention to the movie. Your free hand finds your own clit as you stroke me, watching my cock grow to its full height. I make no sign of being affected except for a hard swallow and a shift to allow you better access. Finally you stop and I give you a quick sidelong glance. You place your hand around my shoulder and lean into my ear, whispering in a husky tone, "I'm going to the ladies' room." I turn my knees to let you go by. "I don't think you understand," you whisper. "I'm going to the ladies' room. Would you care to join me?" I am now powerless to resist. A broad smile creeps across my face and I nod slightly. You stand as I tuck my aching cock back into my jeans. I follow you out. You pause outside the ladies' room door, hidden in a short side hallway. With a quick glance around you open the door and, seeing no one inside, grab my wrist and pull me in. You lead me into the first stall and close the door. I fumble with the lock as you tug on my belt. The lock clicks and my belt falls open and I push you hard into the wall of the stall, kissing your lips hard and deep. A deep growl comes from my throat into your mouth. You unbutton my jeans and push them down and I lift your skirt. You lift your leg, perching it on the toilet seat, and I grip my cock and with a single stroke it fills you. You let out a cry despite yourself, and it echoes around the concrete room. I ignore it, thrusting hard and fast, slamming your ass into the metal wall. Your head rolls back and forth against the wall and I bite your neck and shoulder. I pull out and roughly grab your hips and turn you to stand in front of the toilet. I lift your skirt from behind and place once hand between your shoulder blades, pushing forward. You plant your hands on the toilet tank and spread your feet on the floor. I guide my cock between your wet lips and grip your hips, fucking you hard from behind. "Oh god," I grunt, "Fuck I love fucking you...fuck...fuck..." The head of my cock strokes all the right places deep inside you and turning your head, and watching my animal-like face as I fuck you in the stall of a bathroom....has your pussy burning. One hand drops instinctively to your clit, and your fingers rub it as your thumb feels the underside of my cock stroking in and out of you. You feel my fingers pulling your ass open, digging in, and suddenly a new pressure...my finger, still wet with your honey, slides into your little asshole. You feel my cock and finger almost colliding, and your own fingers pinch and rub your clit, and soon you're cumming again. Your yelps and cries echo, as do my grunts, as I bury my cock deep in you, and you feel your cunt squeeze it and it responds, spurting hot juicy cum deep into you. It spasms again and again, filling you with warm, sticky juice. Your whole body shakes violently and you feel my cock slip out, and my warm cum mingled with yours begins to trickle down your leg. You stand upright and turn, capturing my face in a warm, deep kiss. You laugh from deep down inside, as do I, neither of us able to believe what's just happened. We giggle as I put my pants back together and open the door. We both stop in our tracks when the door swings open, and we are confronted with a woman standing, leaning against the counter, an unreadable expression on her face. Our thoughts race....certainly she's called the police, or at least the management. We both open our mouths to speak and both stop when we see....her jeans are unbuttoned, and the hand that hovers near her neck glistens with lubrication and cum. Her dark hair falls around her face not in wild curls, but certainly unkempt. Her lips are parted and her breath is slow and measured. Without a word she fumbles in her purse and we stand dumbfounded. Soon she pulls out a business card and looks into your eyes and hands it to you. You look down to read the name and phone number and look up just in time to see her walk out the door.