14 comments/ 348733 views/ 19 favorites Naughty Son By: rekkedemrider You come into the living room to check on me. The doctor has given me a strong sleeping pill and I have already fallen into a deep sleep. You watch me sleep for a little while and then notice my robe has fallen open, exposing a breast. At first you move to cover it and then you stop yourself. Its so beautiful, just like you remembered it. You remember that as you got older, how many times did daddy stop you from touching it. You are an adult, he is not here now and my breast is there. You notice that you are getting an erection and realize this may be the only time you will get this chance. You reach out to touch my arm and then my face...watching to see if I awake or notice. I remain asleep even when you move my arm away from my robe. You reach out to touch my breast. You fondle it watching my face for reaction. You kneel beside me and move my robe to expose the other breast. You squeeze them together and apart - toying with them. Then you move your mouth closer and closer to one nipple. You stroke the nipple with your tongue and, emboldened, you enclose your mouth around it. You begin to suckle on it...your cock getting thicker and harder as you realize you are sucking your Moms tit. How good it feels in your mouth, so soft and yet so firm. You move from one breast to the other sucking harder and harder - feeling each breast fill your mouth. You imagine milk squirting from them filling your throat with warm white milk. Then it happens...you taste something...something sweet...its impossible, but there it is. You want more so you suck in harder and deeper. Soon my milk is filling your mouth and you are swallowing - again attached to me, you murmur against my breast "Mommy...mommy....". You reach down and touch your extremely hard cock. You need release but cannot imagine letting my breast go. You wonder if I could possibly feel the same way. You reach between my legs...lightly stroking my pubic hair and reaching for my clit. It is hard and warm against your fingers. I open my legs for you. You check my face and I am still asleep. You reach down farther and find my soaking wet pussy. You move your fingers into me...first one, then two and then three fucking my pussy with your little cock-like fingers. You feel my walls moving around your fingers and the milk continues to spray into your throat. You move your legs between mine...you only want to feel my wetness on your cock. My tits are big enough that you can keep suckling and touch my pussy with your big cock. You could not imagine fucking me...your own mother. But I have gotten you so hard and you only want relief. You smear your cock and precum all over my wet throbbing pussy. Oh, it feels so good and so forbidden. You decide to put the head in...only the head - and then you will clean me up and leave me alone. You push the head into me....so tight, so warm, so wet. You close your eyes to absorb the feeling of my wetness around your cock and my milk in your throat...you don't want it to stop. You are fucking your mom...and it feels so good. Soon you feel your balls press against my ass. You realize you have pushed the rest of your big cock into me. You are all the way in and there is no turning back. You feel the pressure start to build up. You are going to cum and you don't want to. You want to feel more of me. You begin to stroke into me. Short strokes so you can keep suckling my titties...even though the milk has stopped. You feel it then...you are going to cum. You want to cum inside me...to fill me the way my milk has filled you. The impact of your orgasm releases my tit from your mouth. And you continue to fuck me...harder now during your orgasm. You imagine your white cum filling my pussy and that churns you to cum harder. Holding my hips steady while you fill me. You look down. You watch your cock buried deep inside my pussy as your orgasm ebbs. You look at my tits, huge welts where you sucked them hard. The nipples erect, swollen and dark red. You pull out of me. A drip of cum still connecting your cock head to my pussy. The connection breaks leaving most of it in the crack of my pussy. You realize what you have done and how difficult it will be to explain. You clean yourself up and then clean me up. Closing my clothes around me. You already want me again. You pick up the pill bottle and realize that I will be in this state for a few days. Do you leave me alone to give my body time to recover and keep your secret? Or do you come back for more? Naughty Son Ch. 02 I awoke on the couch. My breasts swollen, I reach to touch one and the sensation causes me to shiver in delight. The last thing I remember is the doctor giving me a strong sedative. I have hazy memories of pleasure and pain. I reach down between my legs...it is wet...I have been violated. I bring my fingers to my nose and realize that is the smell of sex. But I am not frightened...I am aroused. It felt good - I am sure of it. I think it must be the doctor. He was here at my house? He had sex with me? Its been so long since Mack died. I want to be fucked again. I realize I am not home alone. There is someone in my bedroom. It must be the doctor. Maybe he only has sex with patients that are incapacitated. I will act like I am sleeping so he will take me again. I open my robe wide open. I look down...he has left huge hickeys around my nipples. It turns me on more to see them. He is coming....I shut my eyes. He starts to suck on my breasts again - one then the other. It feels so good. I struggle to keep my eyes closed with the look of sleep. He is murmuring against them. He is sucking so hard...trying to get something. Then I feel something odd in my breast, like a pulling from deep inside, then liquid. He moans and eagerly starts swallowing. I am lactating...I am giving him milk...like I did to my son. The memory of my son's face latched onto my breast causes my pussy to surge with moisture. My husband accused me of getting off on breastfeeding and demanded that my son be switched to formula. He was right and now I know it. It feels so good..I just want to hold his head to my breast. I feel his cock then...against my leg....so big, so hard. He moves my legs off the couch, spreading them. He is moving between my legs to get to my pussy yet the doctor has not stopped sucking my breast. He is rubbing his cock head around my pussy. Using the head to stimulate my clit. It is taking everything in me to stay asleep. He releases my breast then. Silently I urged him to do it...to fuck me. He is at my entrance - pushing the head in. I am so slick now he slides right in. He is holding my hips while he barrels into my pussy. He is sliding in and out. I don't know how I am staying still...but I don't want it to stop. It feels so good...so good. He stops. I can feel him watching my face. He pulls out. He replaces his cock with his fingers. Sliding them in and out of me. His cock presses against my thigh. I know he is watching my face. His fingers move then. They are lightly touching my rosebud. Mack liked to have anal sex so I knew how to keep it relaxed. He keeps smearing my pussy juice over my rosebud, circling it. Slowly he pushes one finger inside me. It is all I could do to stay relaxed. I hope he plans to use that cock on me again. Then I feel a second finger join the first. He is using the fingers to stretch me...to prepare for that cock. I want it so bad inside me. The doctor stands and raises one of my legs to his chest and positions his cock between my legs. His cock now resting against my inner thigh very close to my ass hole. He pulls his fingers out of my ass to guide his cock into it. It is at my ass. He is pressing it in. I open my eyes to the pleasure. I am looking at my son. His beautiful face turned down to watch his cock penetrate my ass. I want to stop him...to say no...but I cannot. It feels so good..my son fucking me...taking from me what I have always wanted to give him. He is pulsing his cock slowly in so my ass will give him room. He is big and I imagine watching that big cock disappear into my ass is thrilling. Soon he has completely entered me - his balls pressed against me. His body shudders from the pleasure and he looks up to check that I am still sleeping. He looks into my eyes. His eyes widen and he starts to pull away. I grab his hand, "Fuck your momma. Fuck her." "Are you sure?" he asks...his cock betraying him by moving into me again....fully hard again. "Yes baby...fuck me...do it...fuck me...." I respond. He holds my leg tighter now...using it as leverage. "Mom, your ass...it feels so good...I didn't know anal could be so good." "That's right baby. I was your first breast and now I am your first ass. Mmmmm....keep going baby....touch my clit...oh yes...my son...fucking me..." "Do you like my cock mom...do you like my cock buried in your ass like this...?" My pussy juices are flooding between us. I know its dripping all over his cock...making it easier to slide into my ass. Mack used to say it made fucking my ass easier and cumming quick. "Yes...fuck it...do it...oh gawd...oh gawd...I am cumming....I am ...uuuuhhhhh" I cum. My orgasm pulsing my ass walls around his cock adding to the deep pleasure. Now he is sliding in and out easily. He is fucking me so hard and it feels so awesome. I feel my son's cock suddenly swell...he starts fucking my ass harder. "Mom...oh gawd...I am fucking my mom...I am going to cum in her ass...oh gawd...here...it...CUMS...." It starts pulsing deep in my ass. I can feel the hot white cum spraying in my ass. He keeps sliding in and out. So easy to move around in me now. He reaches out to tweak my nipple. It is a combination of pain and pleasure. Then I feel it. Another orgasm...I am cumming again. He looks down to watch me cum this time. His cock has softened and he is sliding out of my ass. He kneels between my legs to lick my pussy again. "Gently..." I say. He is licking me so softly and swallowing all our cum. It feels so comforting. It feels so good to feel his tongue against my swollen pussy and ass. His tongue penetrating my ass to lick up the cum in there too. He then stands, picking me up and starts toward the bedroom. "Now that your awake - I plan to fuck you at will. But for now, I need a nap and a boy needs his mom's tit to get a good night's sleep." He settles me into the bed lying on my side. He lies before me, his mouth once again latched on my breast. This feels so natural and yet...very very naughty. I hold his head to my breast while we both drift off to sleep. Naughty Spa Gift for My Sexy Bi Man I imagine you after a long week of business, sports, dad duties, in much need of serious stress release, and me handing you a gift certificate for a gentleman's spa. A blissful hour relaxing in the steam heat of the sauna. You arrive, get settled in and are thrilled that you appear to be the only one in the sauna at the moment. You loosely drape the towel around your lap and pull out some of the naughty stories I have written just for you. As you begin to read you can't help but feel the excitement growing between you legs and you reach down rubbing ab it over your towel enjoying the naughty feeling. Then, you hear the door open and see another man entering. He is a bit younger, tall, pleasant appearance, finding a spot to relax and removing his towel so it's just laying over his lap. After a few minutes he looks over and can't help but notice your hardness under the towel as you are reading and he makes a comment about that whatever you're reading must be good and sort of chuckles and you laugh a little nervously and keep reading, but you can't help but peer over noticing his shape and that his towel has slid down now so it's almost not covering anything - and then he catches you looking and he gives you a little smirk, lets the towel drop completely so you see for the first time that he's hard as well. He reaches down and runs his fingers over it, then starts to stroke a little, exciting you even more that someone completely unknown would be so bold in front of you and you are rock hard at the thought. He gestures a little towards you as to suggest you move your towel and you reach your hand down and push it a little so it slides off but instead of moving your hand back where it was, you let it slowly come back and rest on your hardness, unable to take your eyes of what he's doing, excited as much that he's looking at you as that you are watching what he's doing and almost subconsciously, you begin to stroke and for what seems the longest moment, the two of you are alone together, sweat beading off your bodies, legs almost uncontrollably spreading wider at the pleasure, the stroking becoming more intense for both of you, for the briefest moment you close your eyes and when you open them again, he's standing right next to you, his hardness directly at your eye level, one hand against the wall allowing him to lean a little, one foot up on the seat beside you, so he's in your full view, stroking slowly which makes you stroke even more at the pure sensuality of it all, and your mind begins to wander. Your heated bodies so close together, your hand eagerly stroking his cock, his pleasure more and more apparent as tiny beads drip from his hard cock, as he leans slightly forward and you instinctively do the same, you stop within inches, place your hands on his hips and gently pull him down, guiding him to his knees in front you, between the legs you spread wider to accommodate his position. You have continued to stroke your cock the entire time you have been watching him and then stroking his, and you are throbbing with pleasure at the excitement of the moment, at going to places you've yet ventured, at your surprised enjoyment of reaching out to stroke him, and now, with him between your legs, feeling the touch of his hands on your hips, the electricity palpable, the sauna heat only enhancing the charge of the moment as he slowly touches his tongue to your bulging head. The feeling sends a shiver down your spine as he teases a little all around the tip, down the shaft and back up again, then slowly begins to take you into his mouth. A deep unexpected moan escapes your lips as you whole body begins to melt into the moment while at the same time tensing from this new found pleasure. His head begins to move up and down more intensely, your entire being is giving in to the erotic, naughty, sensual delight... your hips beginning to rock back and forth to meet his movements, your legs spreading wider out of sheer delight and so he can pull in closer to you to take you all in. You move one hand from the seat where you have been braced and place it on the back of his head, incensed with the whole scenario, intoxicated by the newness, the excitement, the immeasurable pleasure, and start to push his head down as he eagerly accepts your guidance, both working in tandem bringing you closer... so much closer to losing all control despite some minute portion of yourself telling you not to let go - you can't help but get lost in the amazing feeling, the sound of your continued moans, the vision of watching his mouth taking your throbbing cock in and out, over and over again, you close your eyes you are on completely on the edge of something .... When you open your eyes, you realize there is another in the room. Another young man who perhaps was watching from the little window in the sauna door unable to take his gaze off what was happening and excited enough by the thought as to incite his own boldness in quietly slipping through the door. Your eyes fix on his long, lean, young body as he lets his towel drop to reveal the hard, erect cock beneath. He slowly walks over to you, cock in hand, gently stroking, tiny beads dripping off the tip. You are completely immersed in the moment. One continuing to suck on your hardness, ebbing and flowing in such perfect rythm you are not sure how much longer you can control what you have been trying to hold back; and now, this young man is just inches away, his leg up on the bench next to you, his cock at eye level as he strokes and you find your self getting impossibly harder at the whole scenario. You reach up and begin stroking, replacing his hand with yours and as you do, the sucking on your cock becomes even more intense, you are completely engulfed by his hot mouth pulling you in and out, your legs spread wide, completely taken in, absorbed in the utter taboo of the moment. You're stroking him harder, his breathless moans begin to mix with your own and before long its' hard to tell which ones belong to whom but it doesn't matter the heat of the sauna is so intense, 3 hot, wet bodies glistening with the sweat of heated lust, completely embroiled in the moment and in a second of untold abandon, you move your head and take the young hard cock into your mouth. Your head is spinning, your entire being trapped in the magnetic field of desire, you feel his hand on the back of your head, gently pulling you forward and you lean in willingly, the feeling so new, so exciting, so shocking not only that you are doing it, but that you don't want to stop. The man between your knees is sucking endlessly, moaning at the pleasure of doing so and of stroking his cock at the same time; the young man is breathless and graciously moving his hips back and forth to meet your mouth as you pull him in over and over again, feeling him swell more and more with each thrust; your own body completely taken as if in another world, all cares out the window, all preconceived notions banished. Moving together in perfect tandem, surrounded by moans and the cleansing steam heat, your sensibilities heightened beyond any as yet imagined peak. You feel the young man's body begin to tense, you know his is imminently close to losing control which only furthers your liquid heat to surge to the tip. Suddenly you feel him pull away, grabbing his cock and stroking if furiously in front of you, while at the same time the man at your knees pulls you out of his mouth and places your hand on your cock putting himself in a position such that his cock is just inches from yours as you both stroke furiously. The young man suddenly releases almost violently, spewing his hot, sweet steam against your chest which causes the both of you to give up all hope of maintaining as your moans all mix together as if one loud, intense, cry of utter salacious desire, hot molten layers of liquid shooting forth, mixing together, spilling on to you in unbelievable waves until at last you have milked every drop of lustful passion from your exhausted and incredibly relieved bodies. Completely silent as when you entered, toweling off; each finding your own spot to lay and bask in the cleansing heat, refreshed, renewed, and sharing your secret. Naughty Spanking She had been told that she couldn’t cum again, by her Master, until she found a man to play with. Master had always set up her visits with other men. He’d never required it of her before. Yet the more she thought about it, the more she needed to touch herself. Yet, she wasn’t allowed. It became very frustrating for her. Julie really needed to touch herself, therefore she needed to follow through on her Masters command. So, she found herself creating an alias email account/profile and starting joining lists and announcing that she’d like to find someone to play with. She found a spanking list that caught her eye and asked if anyone on there would like to spank her. A few people wrote her back, but one person really struck her fancy. He sent her a picture, asked what she liked, offered to pay for a hotel room and seemed very confident in himself and willing to make it happen that evening. Julie told her Master. He had her set it all up for that evening. She gave the man (Jim) her cell phone number and he called her right away. He seemed as anxious as her to have this happen. She set it up and gave her Master the details. They were to meet at a local hotel, a half hour after the phone call. Jim had asked her to wear a sundress and no panties and to bring a small toy bag. Julie is beyond nervous, but so looking forward to it. She packs the bag with slightly shaking hands. She chooses the leather paddle, the leather strap, the pingpong paddle and a wooden hairbrush. Since she asked for an erotic spanking, she also grabbed her bag of condoms, lube and her big 8” vibrator. Hoping they would be used that evening. They leave the house and drive to the hotel. She is nervous but oh so excited. They pull up into the parking lot of the hotel. Jim is already there waiting for them. The men shake hands and Jim tells them he’s going to go in and get a hotel room and he’ll call them on the cell to let them know what room to come up to. They wait for the call. Hugging in the parking lot. Julie is feeling shy all of a sudden. But, she’s determined to go through with this. The call comes and Jim tells them the room number. Here they go. They knock on the hotel room door and Jim lets them in. Julie tries to hide behind her Master as they come into the room and then takes her bag of goodies and sets them on the dresser. The men sit and chat and her Master has her come kneel before him. “How does she want to be spanked,' Jim asks. “She’s been spanked plenty of times before, she wants this to be erotic and hard,' says Master. Julie looks up at him with adoration in her eyes. “I see that this is a D/s relationship?’ inquires Jim. “Yes,” Master grabs her hair. “It is. I want to see her spanked. You are pretty much allowed to do what you want with her. I’ll be over here out of the way and don’t plan on participating. If you want to use her mouth or her pussy, make sure to wear a condom, but those are pretty much the only rules I have. Oh, and she’s been trained not to cum. It’s not a big deal for her if she cums or not. She gets off on you getting off by enjoying what she has to offer. So, if you want to cum in her or on her, feel free.” “Julie, show Jim the toys you brought to play with.” Julie gets up off of her knees and bounces over to the bag of toys. She shows him all of them and pulls out the blue vibrator, hoping he will get the hint. After showing the toys, Master calls her back to him. ‘Go ask him to spank you,’ he tells her. She drops her head and shyly goes over to the man that is there to spank her bottom that evening. “Jim, Sir, will you spank me please.” Jim sits on the edge of the bed and has her stand in front of him. He then lifts her sundress and touches her between the thighs, feeling how wet she already is. Then he tells her to spin around and show him her ass. He squeezes her and then gives her two strikes to the cheeks. She grabs the dresser in front of her and moans, hoping for more. He tells her to stand up and then sits on the corner of the bed, having her lay across his lap. She is throbbing and dripping wet at this point. He lifts her dress and starts laying into her ass. Instantly, she is groaning. He spanks her and then fingers her. Stroking her clit, pulling and pinching. She is feeling slutty and totally enjoying herself. Squirming on his lap and moaning into the bedspread. Grabbing the bedspread tightly with each hard wack. And with each stroke of her cunt. Trying to keep focused enough to remember that they are in a hotel and she can’t be too loud. But that ends up being the only rational thought in her head as he continues to spank and stroke her. She begs him to allow her to take off her dress so that he can reach her nipples. He allows her to and she stands up to take the dress off. She takes it off as he pulls off her bra. Then he puts her face down on the bed with her feet on the floor and her legs spread wide. She hears him going through her bag of toys and then feels the hairbrush on her ass cheeks. She tries to spread her legs wider and climb onto the bed at the same time. He gets her vibrator and shoves it into her snatch. She grinds into it as he smacks her ass with the brush some more. She can’t stop wiggling and moaning. The pain and pleasure is so intense. Then he picks up the leather paddle. Beating her upper thighs and fucking her with the thick heavy vibrator. The room is filled with the sound of her wet, slick pussy and the slaps of the leather on her skin. She feels like she is going to explode. Then he uses the strap on her, pulls out the vibrator, listening to her moan and beg for it back. He strikes her hard with the strap and then presses his clothed hard, throbbing cock into her ass crack. Humping her as he spanks her. She so wishes he’d just fuck her. But, he keeps humping her, pressing a thumb into her ass as he cracks the strap on her fleshy cheeks. Then he pulls back and demands that she pull off his belt and take off his shorts. She pulls off his belt, barely able to stand. Then takes off his shorts and folds them for him. He pushes her back to the bed and asks her if she’d like the belt. She says yes. He gives her a couple heavy wacks with the belt and then grabs the hairbrush and slide the handle into her pussy. As he fucks her with the smooth wooden handle he whispers into her ear, sometimes the things that bring us pain also bring us pleasure. He then pulls out the brush and lays it at her lips. She gobbles it up like a pacifier, tasting her juices. Not able to focus on anything but the taste of herself on the handle, sliding her tongue over the wet wood…and the feel of his hand on her ass. Then he has a bare cock against her ass cheek and proceeds to thump the side of her ass with his heavy cock. Fingering her holes. Her head is screaming for her to beg him to grab a condom. She needs his cock. Badly. Instead he climbs on the bed and has her lay on her back. He straddles her chest and proceeds to stroke himself over her tits while reaching back and playing with her sopping wet cunt. She’s bucking so bad, trying to gobble up his hand, watching him stroke himself over her. He whispers to her that he’s going to cum on her breast. She moans and leans her head back and grabs her tits, offering them up to his cum. He keeps stroking himself and stroking her. Then moans and shoots his cum all over her chest. Julie arches her back and starts rubbing his juices into her skin. This is the first time she’s ever done this and her mind is just ready to explode from all the sensations. She needs to cum so bad. He tells her to get up and get dressed. She looks at her Master, who’s watched all of this without a sound, hoping that he’s so turned on that he hops on the bed with her. He doesn’t. She gets up and gets dressed. Her thighs slide together from her own juices as she stands and puts on her bra and dress. Just the sound and the fell of her slutty juices has her even hotter. She'd do anything at this point. Instead... The men shake hands, do a little chatting and then Master takes home his naughty, horny, slut. Naughty Student Nurse Abbie Walden sat in the library in a stupor after five hours of intense studying for three major nursing exams. Very exhausted, she did not know how she would make it back to her dorm room on the sixth floor. With the last bit of energy she could muster, she gathered her books, slipped her book bag over her shoulder, and headed out the door. Leaving the library, she noticed Bradley Parker standing against the back wall watching her. Their eyes met, and she caught him smile at her as she left. As she walked back to her dorm room, she could only think of Bradley Parker, and knew the time had come to make a move. Bradley Parker was the Head Janitor in the nursing school dorm for over twenty years and well respected by the school’s administration. It was his job to assure all the other janitors working under him took good care of the school and the outside landscapes, while he took good care of the library and some of the student’s personal needs. Despite his overpowering statue, he charmed the students with his caring nature and soft demeanor, and to some he was like a substitute dad away from home. Bradley was an attractive black man in his late fifties whose gorgeous smile only added to his flirtatious, but harmless behavior. Bradley never took advantage of his position in an all girls’ dormitory and to most of the girls, he was just “ole Bradley.” Abbie however was a different story. He found pleasure in looking at the pretty girl from Oklahoma, whose long blonde hair and light blue eyes made her standout from the rest of the girls. Every time she had his undivided attention, the dull throbbing ache would return to Bradley’s groin, a feeling that disturbed him. Abbie first noticed Bradley when she arrived at the New Jersey nursing school in late August. He was helping students carrying in all their belongings and never seemed to take a break from his work. She marveled at his strength, watching him lug heavy boxes several at a time up many flights of stairs. She was also mesmorized the rich color of his brown skin, and could not help but stare at him, wondering how his skin would feel beneath her fingertips. Growing up on a cattle ranch out west, she was kept sheltered from the rest of the world, a world, she was very quickly discovering for the first time. Abbie’s father ran his ranch with the help of 20 ranch hands, and each man knew from the day he was hired that Abbie was off limits. Most of them would not even look her way in fear of immediate termination. Likewise, Abbie had instructions to stay away from them and only knew them from a distance. However, when Buck Halper was hired, things changed for Abbie. Abbie appealed to Buck the minute he laid eyes on her, and no man was going to keep him from seeking her attention, not even her old man. Buck had worked the ranch about three weeks before Abbie began to give him any serious thought. She had watched him from a distance and loved the way he handled the livestock. She had known many a ranch hand growing up, and the tougher they were with the livestock the more she seemed drawn to them. She would lie in bed at night and imagine what it would be like to be with Buck sexually. She fantasized him kissing her gently, his lips seeking out all the secret places that only Abbie knew gave her such pleasure when touched. Rolling her own hardened nipples with her fingers, she thought of him sucking hard on them, allowing her to feel small ripples of pain move through her. As Abbie sought out her own self-induced wetness, she thought about how Buck loved teasing her clit with his tongue. His tongue would first swirl her clit, feeling it engorge between his lips and then push it deep in her pink velvety core, sucking out all the juices she wanted to share with him. She loved wrapping her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into her. Jerking and twisting hard beneath him, she felt the burst of an orgasm race through her body. Buck would move away from her grasp, pinning her arms back and down as if he were wrestling livestock, and he would push deep into her with one long stroke. Abbie envisioned him taking her fast and hard, teaching her about how to love a man, and the nights that Abbie climaxed before drifting off to sleep were growing in number. The first and only time Buck and Abbie spent time together was after a cattle drive in July. Buck had returned to the ranch ahead of the others and was unsaddling his horse when Abbie entered the barn. He was wearing tight jeans and a red flannel shirt, and although grimy from his ride on the dusty terrain, he was very appealing to Abbie. “You startled me. You are back early from the drive. How come?” Abbie asked. “My part was done, and I needed to get back to get things ready for the next drive down south.” “Is my Dad far behind you?” “I expect he and the rest will be along in a day or two. Not to worry young lady. He is fine.” Abbie was not worried at all. She was delighted to be alone with a man in the barn practically right under her father’s nose. However, he offended her when he referred to her as a young lady. “I’m not that young by the way. I’m 18.” “You are right, and I apologize. And a pretty woman at that.” Buck could not help but flirt with Abbie. Wearing a soft pink pastel summer dress that draped her body well, he found her to be pretty and extremely sexy, and he wondered if Abbie was involved with anyone. Although as protective as he knew her father was about her, he seriously doubted it. “You heading off the ranch soon?” Abbie asked. “Nope I am going to stay and relax for the next two days. Your dad has us on a tight schedule, so I am going to take advantage of his absence.” Abbie wanted to do the same. “Mind if I hang with you for a while?” She asked. “Nope. Stay as long as you want. I have no plans and your company would be nice.” Buck wanted any time he could have with her. He wanted her. The two spent the afternoon conversing about her life on the ranch, and Buck filled her head with what life was like past the ranch gates. She found herself very sexually attractive to Buck and enjoyed his flirtatious remarks towards her. Abbie knew if anything was to happen between them, she had to act fast. “How would you like me to make us dinner? We are the only ones on this damn ranch, and I hate eating alone.” “If you are sure it is no problem, then I would love to eat with you.” Buck desperately wanted to rephrase his comment. Buck wanted a whole lot more, and although he remembered her father’s rule, the reality was, he was finding Abbie to be intoxicating to his sexual needs. He sensed her eagerness to spend some time with him, so his reluctance dissipated. Abbie made them dinner and they enjoyed each other’s company, without any interruptions. After dinner, they sat by the fire and talked about each other’s dreams and ambitions. The wine they had been drinking had gone straight to Abbie’s head, and she aggressively sought Buck’s attention to meet her desires. “Buck, do you find me attractive?” Feeling the effects of the wine, he did not answer her, but leaned in to kiss her gently on the mouth. Abbie could feel heat rise from her core, spreading outward in all directions. This was her first kiss, so she allowed Buck to take the lead. His tongue moved over her lips, gently licking and tugging at them. Abbie soon felt an overwhelming need she had felt before, and responded to Buck’s sexual advances with her own assertive behavior. “You are one hot and sexy lady Abbie.” “You are pretty hot yourself,” Abbie giggled. Will you make love to me?” “Oh yes baby, I will, and a whole lot more. Is this your first time?” “Yes, but I have read about it.” Buck had enough wine to feel good, but not enough that he did not know what he was doing. Abbie was hurling herself right at him, and he was going to take advantage of it. Abbie awkwardly grabbed the bulge in his pants, and he urged her to stroke it. As she did, his hand cupped her breast beneath her shirt and his fingers pulled at her nipples. Abbie responded by pushing her body into his. Buck unzipped his pants allowing his cock to fall free and sensed Abbie’s reluctance to touch it. He knew he would have to teach her a few things, and found the thought quite exciting. “Take it in your hands, baby. Rub it, nice and slow. That’s it.” Abbie followed each of his commands, wanting only to please him, and to prove she was capable of being the perfect lover. As she stroked him, Buck struggled to hold back his mounting pleasure. His mouth moved to her breast taking her nipple deep in his mouth. The harder he sucked, the harder Abbie stoked his cock. Their breathing grew rapid as their excitement escalated, but the release of pleasure did not come. Within minutes of beginning their physical lust for each other, the front door opened up causing them each to frantically pull apart. “What the hell is going on here?” Her father’s voice boomed into the room. “Daddy I can explain.” “There is no need to. You go to your room, and you mister are fired. Now pack your bags and get your sorry ass off my ranch.” The confrontation between the three of them was quick and to the point. Buck left the ranch that night, and Abbie and her dad never again spoke of the event. She was back to fulfilling her own needs alone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Abbie made the decision to become a nurse after finishing high school, her father immediately arranged for her to go to New Jersey where his sister would monitor her education and her behavior. This was not what Abbie wanted, but she would at least get out of Oklahoma and away from her overbearing father. There was a big world out there beyond the ranch, and Abbie knew she wanted to explore it. She desperately hoped her aunt would not be as protective. She shared a room at school with a girl named Josie Moore who hailed from the south, and whose worldly experience amazed Abbie. Josie was becoming a nurse to “meet a handsome doctor”, but her ambitions did not interest Abbie. What fascinated Abbie more was Josie’s tales of her sexual adventures. On their first day, together Josie informed Abbie of her bisexual lifestyle, as casually as one would share an exchange of a phone number. Josie’s whole way of life initially puzzled Abbie, but she knew the potential to learn from her was definitely there. “I honestly don’t know how you have come this far without ever having a boyfriend.” Josie said to her as they unpacked. “What in heavens name did you do for fun out there?” “The typical things, I guess. It was hard growing up on the ranch, and my dad never let me date.” “Good heavens! That’s just sinful. I bet you had fun with all them ranch hand boys though, huh?” Josie said, occasionally snapping her gum. “They were all older than me. I didn’t really care for any of them.” Abbie knew she had no real sexual experience or knowledge other than her own self pleasuring, and what she read, but she had no idea until Josie began her own background stories exactly how much she did lack. In addition, she did not intend to share with Josie her “several minutes of lust” she had with Buck that led to Buck’s termination and her spending time alone. Abbie did not want Josie thinking she was an idiot. “Well here in the East, we date boys, play with boys, and then fuck boys, so we are gonna have to find you one at the college, and soon.” Abbie thought Josie was a bit brash, but in truth could not wait to get to the local college. All she had to do now was hope that her aunt did not make a habit of checking up on her. As the girls were unpacking there was a knock at the door and when, Abbie opened it, she found herself starring in the eyes of Bradley Parker. “I got your boxes here Miss.” “Bring them in, and put them down over there.” Abbie directed him. The room the girls shared was just about big enough for the basics. Space was limited, but each girl had brought with them the important items they had to have with them. Abbie had brought a box of ribbons she had won for riding at every state fair she had entered since age 4. They were the only things she cared about and could not part with leaving them behind. “You girls getting settled in?” Bradley asked. “Yes we are! Do you work here? Is this town any fun?” Josie quizzed him. “I do work here. My name is Bradley Parker, and I am at your service Mam.” He winked at Josie. “And this town is fun, but you will be studying too hard to notice,” he added with a smile. While he and Josie exchanged pleasantries, Abbie found herself looking at his hands. They were so large, and they had a roughness to them similar to the hands of the workers on the ranch. She longed to touch his dark brown skin and was mesmorized by his height. Bradley had Abbie’s total attention and she suddenly felt the heat rise in her like the time she was with Buck. Shaking the thought from her head, she returned to her unpacking. Closing the door after Bradley left, Josie looked at Abbie and said, “Now that is one fine looking man. I bet he could make me cum all night long.” Abbie was aware of her own discomfort with the dialog, yet at the same time she wanted to ask Josie so many questions about her sexual experiences. “You slept with a black man?” “We never had the chance to sleep. We fucked like bunnies all night long. I met him at a bar called Mulligan’s down near the point. We hit it off right away and before I knew it we were in his van headed to sexual heaven.” Josie glanced at Abbie and immediately had the sense that she had never had sex before. “Holy shit! You are a virgin aren’t you?” Before Abbie even had the chance to answer, Josie began to chuckle. “I should have guessed. Girl we have to get you laid. Lordy, I am in the presence of the Virgin Mary.” Abbie could now feel her entire upper body smolder with embarrassment and turned away to fight off the tears welling up in her eyes. Of all the roommates she had to end up with, she found herself in the hands of someone who had probably had more sex than her daddy’s favorite bull. “Well it’s not like I feel off a turnip truck. I have some experience.” Josie saw that she had upset Abbie and went to put her arms around her. “Listen, just stick with me and we will have that ole cherry picked before the end of the year. We have to find you the right man, and in the meantime I will teach you everything I know.” As foul as it sounded, Abbie knew that her roommate was not a threat to her, and in some ways, she found her to be sweet. What did she have to lose? She knew she had no real experience and if someone was willing to teach her, why not take advantage of it. The girls resumed their unpacking and in no time, Abbie discovered her thoughts had returned to Bradley Parker. She wanted to know more about him, and yet she wondered why she felt so drawn to this complete stranger. As the semester progressed, Abbie was learning the basics of nursing at school, and the basics of sex back in the dorm. Josie had taken on the task of educating Abbie to all aspects of sex, and the two had become very close friends in the process. While Josie focused on Abbie’s sexual education, Abbie focused on her relationship with Bradley Parker. Whenever Abbie had the chance, she would look for Bradley in the dorm employing him to do something simple for her, just to be near him. The two would share unpretentious chat, but both would leave the other with a tremendous feeling of lust for each other. Bradley had never spent so much time thinking about one student. He would always return to his room in the basement after talking with her, and masturbate in a frenzied state hoping he could rid his head of her, as easily as he could rid his body of his lustful seed. His desire for the pretty blonde haired girl drove his every waking thought. Lying awake one night after seeing Bradley earlier that evening, Abbie’s thoughts of him could not be put to rest as easily as they usually could. She and Josie had smoked a joint before bed and she blamed her restlessness on the effect of the drug. Ever since Josie had introduced her to the benefits of grass, Abbie used it to help her go to sleep, leaving behind the stress she acquired during the day on the hospital unit. Tonight it was not helping her. Sitting up, she opened up her nightstand drawer and removed the bottle of pills she had brought with her from home. Prescribed for her after a fall she had taken from her horse, she remembered how they made her sleep. Swallowing them, she heard Josie moving around in her own bed. “What’s the matter Mary? Can’t you sleep?” Abbie despised it when Josie called her “Mary”, the constant reminder of her virginal state. Once again flipping the pillows, she attempted to get comfortable. “Just over tired I guess,” Abbie replied. “Maybe if you got those thoughts of ole’ Bradley out of your head, you could rest easier.” Abbie deeply regretted sharing her interest in him with Josie, as she persistently encouraged Abbie to go after him. She saw nothing wrong in the age difference and felt Abbie was ready to jump into a sexual relationship. Abbie knew she was more than ready, but still had some concerns she needed to work out on her own. “I’m just stressed from school. Now go to sleep.” She snapped at Josie. Josie had no intention of letting up, and walked over and sat on the edge of Abbie’s bed. Abbie could see the features of her face in the light that came through the window, and knew Josie was wide-awake, dismissing any chance of immediate sleep. “I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t push you about him. But I know you like him. I just never worry about that age thing like you do. I told you about the time I fell in love with my dad’s banker friend. He was 62 years old, but when we were together, the age difference never seemed to matter. I hate seeing you so sad.” Abbie could tell the drug she had taken was starting to work, as Josie’s words were sounding unclear to her. Abbie could not focus on what Josie was saying, and her thoughts only returned to Bradley. At Josie’s request, Abbie found herself moving over in the bed to accommodate more space for her. “I can remember once…” Josie continued on about her and the banker, but in Abbie’s head, Bradley was leaning into her, taking her face in both hands and gently kissing her. As the fantasy grew in her head, Abbie needed to feel herself climax. She reached down between her legs and traced the partially opened folds with her finger. As Bradley continued to kiss her, she could feel a warm dampness grow between her legs, a feeling that she knew very well. Her two fingers spread her lips, while a third probed the wetness further. Collecting some of the liquid from her pink core, she placed it on her clit, and began rubbing it, slowly at first. Abbie thought of his hands, grabbing her breasts, pinching her nipples, bringing about small twinges of pain. Her clit swelled as she encircled it, soon finding a rhythm that met her desires. Her fingers pushed deep inside her, and she felt her own heat swelter as her touching escalated. As her fantasies of Bradley continued, she rubbed herself harder and harder. Small moans escaped from her lips, and she began to gently rock her self while her legs clamped closed over her hand. Josie now more awake, realized what Abbie was doing, and placed her hand on Abbie’s thigh. “Open your legs, Abbie.” Josie said. In her drug-induced stupor, Abbie heard Bradley tell her to open her legs more, and she complied. His hand replaced hers, and she wanted him to make her cum with his long fingers, pushing deep inside her. Josie had not been with a woman in a long time, and she was growing increasingly excited, as her fingers moved up and down Abbie’s wet pussy, pushing inside her to collect her juices. Pulling her fingers out of Abbie, she brought them to her mouth and tasted them. Naughty Student Nurse Licking them slowly, she heard Abbie say, “Don’t stop Bradley. Please don’t stop.” Josie was now aware that Abbie thought her hand was Bradley’s hand. She smoked one too many joints, Josie thought. Josie wanted to make love to Abbie and had for some time, but feared making her uncomfortable, so she never persued it, but now did not want to hold back. As she returned her hand to Abbie’s drenched pussy, she stroked her clit and felt Abbie push into her hand. Pushing her finger deep in Abbie, Josie knew her friend would come soon. Josie, wanting to taste her cum as she exploded, moved the blankets aside, and spread Abbie’s legs further apart, moving into position to make love to her. Her tongue gently flicked over Abbie’s clit, like butterfly wings opening for the first time. She tasted so sweet. Josie held nothing back as her tongue sucked on her clit, tugging it gently. Abbie soon began to crash into Josie’s face, with intense and quick movements. “Oh Bradley I am cummmming. Fuck me hard, please fuck me.” Josie pushed her fingers deep inside Abbie, adding one after the other, pumping her frantically. Abbie bucked and thrashed in the bed, and finally exploded sending ripples of pleasure out to all parts of her body. As her orgasm slowly disappeared from her, she fell into a deep sleep, and began snoring. Josie licked her hand, and began rubbing her own clit. She knew her friend would not remember what had happened in the morning, and was briefly disappointed, but as she felt her own pleasure building, she knew it would only be a matter of time before she could have Abbie again. She could wait. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Arriving back to her room from the library, Abbie found Josie sound asleep, and was grateful for the peace and tranquility their room offered. As she sat at her desk, watching the numbers slowly change on her digital clock, she thought about how she would approach Bradley. The timing was right, as was the time in order to avoid raising any suspicions, and she knew if she didn’t go now, she might back out. After taking a quick shower, she headed to the basement. The corridors were dimly lit, and the silence almost overwhelming. The atmosphere at night was such a striking difference to the one during the day with all the chaotic activity that went on the dorm. Knocking softly on his door, Abbie waited for his response. She could feel her heart racing wildly in her head and her hands were getting damp with each second that passed. Greeted by one of Bradley’s smiles as the door opened, she immediately felt more at ease. “Is there something wrong Abbie?” “No, I just couldn’t sleep and I wondered if we could talk.” Abbie was glad they had strong friendship, making her unexpected visit easier for Bradley to accept at this hour of the night. “Come in, come in.” Abbie stepped into his room and glancing around found it to be very warm and inviting. She looked back at Bradley who was now tying his bathrobe, smiled at him, and moved to his sofa to sit. “I’m sorry to bother you this time of night. I couldn’t sleep and remembered you said I could visit you if I needed to talk.” Bradley watched as she moved the couch pillows around to get comfortable. Puzzled by her visit, and wondering what she was up to, he found her presence in his room at this late hour nonetheless very exciting. He had long thought about the chance to share time with her in his place, and now hoped the opportunity had arrived. He also knew she had been coming on to him more and more as time passed, but he felt that she had to be the one to take the lead in the relationship, not wanting to push himself on her. “Abbie you are welcome anytime, although it’s most likely best you come when no one might take notice. A pretty girl like you visiting an old man like me would not settle too well with lots of people around here.” “I know Bradley. I thought about that too. I like being with you, and I don’t want anyone to think less of you.” He smiled at her words of compassion. She was so pretty, so innocent, so sexy and hot. He could feel that awful pain in his groin return, and thought he had better sit down before giving it away. “So why can’t you sleep? Is there something troubling you?” Abbie could feel the warmth rise up in her face, but she knew she had to tell him. She could not go on wondering if, when, or how any longer. “I have been thinking about you.” The words were out. She had done it. She looked at his face, hoping for some recognition of what she was really saying to him. He smiled at her. “Abbie, what are you saying?” “Bradley, I think about you all the time. I love being with you. I want to have sex with you.” Letting out a deep breath he had taken, Bradley walked over to the couch, and sat down next to her. He knew how she felt all a long, hoping she would come to the same place he had been since he first saw her so many months ago. Repeatedly, he had rationalized his feelings for this girl. The age difference, the racial difference, all of it. It made no sense to him why out of all the girls he had met through the years, this one now stirred something in him, making him feel so alive. He knew the risk he would be taking if anyone ever found out about them, but consequence did not register with him. He needed Abbie, as she needed him. Bradley pulled her close, taking her in his arms, yet giving her space to pull away if she so desired, but she did not attempt to do so. He stroked her blonde hair, inhaling the sweet fragrance it offered, and could once again feel the intense desire for her rise in him. Placing his hand on her chin, he lifted her face towards him, and slowly bent to meet her lips with his. Abbie’s lips parted, giving him an invitation to explore her mouth. Their tongues teased each other in an unhurried pace, simple in effort, yet provocative. Abbie pulled away briefly, and looked in his eyes, smiling. “Are you sure Abbie?” “I’m sure.” Bradley stood in front of her, pulled her to her feet, and began unbuttoning her blouse buttons, slowly, one at a time. Watching her facial expressions, he saw affirmation of his actions, pushing his desire for her to new heights. He leaned down to kiss her again, and she returned a kiss with fire that had re-ignited a smoldering passion that lay dormant in her for some time. When he opened up her blouse, Abbie reached around to unclasp her bra, but Bradley stopped her, telling her to go slow. He wanted to savor each minute of undressing her for him. Abbie took hold of his bathrobe tie and began to loosen it. She could see only a small sliver of his chest, and wanted to see more. As the robe fell open, Bradley now stood before her exposed and vulnerable to her intent gaze. Noting the striking difference between Buck and Bradley, besides the skin color, Bradley’s size amazed her. His cock erect, Abbie could not help but compare it to the only penis she had ever known. Her hand instinctively moved to touch it, explore it, similar to a small child discovering a new toy for the first time. Her eyes widened, and she let out a small gasp. Watching her, Bradley hesitated before going any further. “Abbie, are you a virgin?” “Sort of.” “Sort of? What does that mean Abbie?” Bradley was now more concerned. Seizing her virginity excited him, but he cared enough about her to ensure her comfort. Abbie lowered her eyes fearing his rejection, and told him about Buck. She told him everything, including her own self-pleasuring activities, an endeavor to prove her experience. Her honesty and innocence charmed him. He pulled her close, feeling the heat of her small body against his own. “Oh Abbie, I want you baby.” Picking her up, he carried her over to his double bed. Setting her gently on the bed, he sat down next to her, and continued to remove her clothing. Marveling her firm full breasts that lured his lips to them, he kissed them and ran his tongue over each one. The feel of her firm flesh beneath his tongue stimulated him until he felt like he would burst. After Abbie helped him remove the rest of her clothes, they moved to lie together on the bed beneath the thick comforters. Pulling Abbie into him, his mouth came down hard on her lips, his tongue pushing apart her lips, and began tasting and exploring the depths of her mouth. Abbie responded without hesitation, seeking out his hardness. Her grasp was hard and rough, and with words of encouragement, she followed his commands to slow and be gentler. Bradley massaged her breasts, and as he rolled each nipple between his fingers, Abbie felt initial twinges of pain, followed by feelings of pleasure. “Bradley, make love to me, please.” “In time baby, in time.” In an effort to control her desperation, he returned to her lips, kissing them slowly. “Your lips are so sweet and tender.” “I like kissing you too,” she giggled. “I knew you’d be special from the minute I met you,” Bradley whispered in her ear. Abbie reached for his cock, now with a lighter grasp, and pumped it slowly. Without encouragement, she moved to take him in her mouth. Bradley rolled on his back to give her more room and closed his eyes to savor the moment. Abbie licked and sucked the head of his cock, slowly, as if each lick had a specific purpose. She tasted his precum, and found she liked the salty taste. Taking it in her mouth, she let it slide in and out, lapping its sides as it withdrew from her mouth. Bradley’s moans enticed her to take him deeper. She took as much of his cock as she could in her mouth and sucked it hard. Her mouth rode up and down on him, and with each stroke, she attempted to take him deeper. She moved her tongue over the ridge and swirled it, teasing him, taking him right about to the edge. He watched her every move, and when she cupped his balls, he did not think he could hold off any longer. Her eagerness to please him filled him with warmth and intense love. Abbie picked up her head and looked at Bradley. “Does that feel good?” “Oh Baby, you make an old man feel real good. Where’d you learn how to do that?” “I’m not really sure. Things I have read, things I have thought about.” “Well let me teach you some more,” Bradley said pulling her up to his side. As Bradley moved down between her legs, his tongue moved over her pink soft skin, and Abbie opened her legs to accommodate him. His hands stroked and massaged the muscles of her thighs, while his lips planted small kisses on her belly, and his tongue flicked at her navel. Abbie closed her eyes, and thoughts raced her through her head, thinking she had done this before. She shook off the feeling and concentrated on Bradley’s tongue, which was buried, deep between her thighs. Bradley had not been down on a woman in years, but had not lost his touch with pleasuring one, and as he continued to tease Abbie’s clit, her moans only acknowledged this fact. Relishing each stroke he made, Abbie knew she was on the edge of an intense orgasm. “Bradley I feel like I am gonna cum. Don’t stop, keep licking me,” she begged. “Feel it baby, feel how good it feels.” Bradley told her between licks. He moved his tongue up and down her lips, and sucked her juice, quenching the lust he long felt for her. He drove his tongue deep in her pussy and loved the feel of the smooth slippery walls on his tongue. Abbie pushed harder into his face, and his attempts to hold her thighs down failed. “Oh God I am cumming. I’m cumming.” Abbie’s final release came and the orgasm she felt surged through her body like nothing she had ever felt before. “Oh please fuck me Bradley, please fuck me.” Her cries for Bradley ended quickly as he moved up her body and positioned himself to drive his cock deep within her. Holding her legs up and back, he pushed into her slowly, and Abbie felt only a small stab of pain, which abated as he moved deeper in her. Watching her face for any signs of pain, and not finding any, he increased the pace of his thrusts. Abbie grabbed her legs and held them back even further, allowing him to enter her deeper. “Fuck me harder. Harder.” Bradley could not hold off any longer, and the tightness of her pussy wrapped around his cock, pushed him into his own euphoric release. “Oh God Abbie, you are so fucking tight, baby.” One final thrust and his seed spilled deep into Abbie. His animalistic sounds of climax forced Abbie to open her eyes, and with one swift movement, she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer into her. “Oh Bradley, that felt so good.” “Oh Abbie you are so sexy baby. You made an old man so very happy.” Their smiles met, and once again so did their mouths. They laid together for a couple of hours, and Abbie did not want to leave him. She had so longed to be with him, to feel his love, but they both knew what they shared had to remain with them. As she gathered her clothing, and dressed, they talked about their next meeting, and reassured each other it would happen again, and soon. She kissed him goodbye, and headed back to the dorm. When Abbie returned to the dorm, Josie was awake and waiting for her. “You did it, didn’t you?” Josie asked her. “You were with Bradley!” Abbie knew she could trust Josie and informed her roommate of every detail. Listening to all the details, Josie was pleased for her friend, but also a bit jealous. She had fallen for Abbie over time and desperately wanted to tell Abbie, but decided she would have to wait for now. Overwhelmed by her own mixed feelings, Josie headed down to breakfast, allowing Abbie private time to savor her night with Bradley. Abbie stood in the shower and let the night wash off her, thinking about all the details of her first real time with a man. She had finally found something she had wanted for so long, and sharing it with Bradley made it all that better an experience for her. She still could not shake the thought that she had been with Bradley before, and as she grabbed her towel, she concluded that it had to be because of all her fantasies of him. She also wondered why Josie seemed a bit sad after telling her about her night, and decided as soon as she saw her again, she would press her to find out why. However, nothing could take away the intense feelings of happiness she finally found past the ranch gates, in a world she knew little of for most of her life. Naughty Survey 29-year old Jonny had just finished wiping down the benches in his kitchen when the doorbell rang. He sighed audibly, wiped his hands dry on a towel and wandered through his house to the door. It wasn't his fault he would have to answer the door in just his boxers and trackies – that was the fault of whoever was ringing the doorbell at the ridiculous time of half ten in the morning. Just after he'd finished his breakfast too! He opened the door, just as the girl on the doorstep was turning away. "Excuse me?" Jonny called after her. She turned back around, and laughed. The smile lit up her rather average face, giving it a much more interesting and attractive look. He knew instantly that this girl was very bubbly and outgoing. "Hi there. I'm Natasha, and I was wondering if you had the time to answer some quick questions?" "Sure. Come on in," he replied, and motioned behind him. She stepped lightly into his house, and slipped off her shoes as she noticed that all of his shoes were neatly lined up, and he was barefoot. Jonny noticed how short she was compared to him, nearly a foot shorted than his 6 ft 1 frame. He was surprised at her calmness about coming into his home, and even how comfortable she was taking off her shoes before he had invited her to. He led her into the kitchen, hearing her feet padding softly on the floor behind him, and gestured for her to sit at the table in the corner. As he sat down next to her, the morning light flooded into the room, and he began to notice her appearance for the first time. She had mid-length blonde brown hair, and was neither thin, nor fat, but instead wonderfully curvy, with full breasts, and a tiny waist. Her white top made her look casual, and the mid-thigh length skirt and tights accentuated her shapely legs. "So what's the first question?" "Okay, the first three are simple: gender, age, location," she replied. As she spoke, Jonny realised that simply the sight of her was arousing him, especially her legs encased in the black tights. "Male, 29, Reading," he intoned, in a vaguely bored voice. He no longer cared about the survey (not that he was sure he ever had) but was more intrigued by the girl sitting at his table. She smiled at him. Jonny smiled back – her innocence was obvious. He could feel his cock hardening in his boxers, at the sight of her sitting there. He had to touch her, but knew it was too soon for that yet. "What's the next question?" he asked. "Well the survey is actually about your shopping habits," she giggled a little, "and where you mostly shop. So which towns do you mostly shop in?" "Reading mainly, considering I live here!" He smiled at her, his hand reaching out to gently squeeze the part of her thigh that wasn't covered by her skirt. She glanced down at his hand and then back up again at his face, biting her lip in a way he knew wasn't purposefully seductive, but it was doing all the right things to him. He squeezed her leg harder, and she let out a tiny moan. "What... umm... what do you want?" She was questioning him, knowing this was no longer about the questions she had come here to ask. He liked her already. "I think you know." Jonny winked at the innocent girl in front of him. He stood up, and she did too, unsure of what was going to happen now. He grabbed her, and pressed her to his body, feeling her boobs press into his naked chest. He leaned down and kissed her, not waiting a second before pushing her lips apart with his tongue and exploring her mouth. One hand keeping her firmly pressed against him, the other strayed down to the bottom of her top, gently stroking the skin, before pulling her top quickly over her head. She looked shocked at how fast he was moving, but his eyes were focused entirely on her chest. "How big are they?" he asked, quietly. "Umm.. Thirty two, F," she replied, in a shaky voice. "Oh my lord," Jonny murmured before ripping her bra off and grabbing them, barely able to fit one in each hand. He started to squeeze them, breathing heavily as he felt her nipples hardening in his hands. He gently pinched and rubbed the hardening nubs of flesh. She let out an involuntary moan, and then clamped her hand over her mouth to stop further sounds escaping. Jonny smiled at her display of pleasure, before pulling her skirt and tights down until she was standing in front on him in just her thong. He grabbed her hand and dragged her through to the living room, where he sat down on the couch, then motioned for her to kneel on the floor in front of him. As she looked up at him, her eyes widened, and it was only then that Jonny noticed the blue grey colour. Her eyes were beautiful, but the naivety reflected in them only made him want her more. He picked up her hands from where they were resting, and forced her to pull down his trackies and boxers, releasing his huge cock. He hadn't quite realised how hard he was, until he saw Natasha's eyes widen further. "Suck it." He ordered her. She shook her head, still staring at him. "Now." Again, she shook her head, so Jonny grabbed her hair and forced her close to his huge cock. "If you don't lick me right now, then I swear I will not be held responsible." Slowly, she poked her tongue out from between her lips, and slowly licked a tiny proportion of his arousal. Jonny moaned slightly from the touch of her tongue, and then looked at her. At that moment, knew what she had to do. She reached out a hand, and grabbed the base of his cock, before leaning up a little in order to lower her open mouth over him. Slowly, she began to move her head up and down, each downward stroke taking more of him inside her mouth. Still, it was too slow for him. He grabbed the back of her head again, and started pushing her roughly down, and then pulling her back up by her hair. "Look at me when you're being a dirty slut." Jonny ordered. She looked at him, and he noticed a small tear in the corner of one eye. His cock grew harder, and he knew it was this girl's entire fault. He started to moan as she kept sucking him, getting more and more into it the longer she was going. This time, as she reached the top, she pushed against his hand on her head, and licked the tip of his cock, before sliding her mouth back down again. Jonny's only response was to moan louder. He knew he had to fuck her. He stood up, roughly pushing her off him, and shoved his clothes off so he was standing naked in front of her. He walked to the corner of the room, and when he turned back around, Natasha noticed he was holding a short length of rope. He ordered her to sit on the couch, and she obeyed instantly. This was what turned Jonny on mostly – her complete obedience. He walked back over to her and grabbed her hands, forcing them above her head, and backwards, before tying them to the table at the end of the couch. Jonny knew this girl wouldn't leave, but he needed to know that she couldn't. He then positioned himself above her, and pulled off her thong, noticing how delightfully wet she was. He slowly inserted a finger inside her, then another one, before she had time to protest. Instead, she screamed as he realised how tight she was. "Now, we can't upset the neighbours, you stupid little slut." He shoved her soaking thong into her mouth, smiling a pervert's smile as he did. His fingers felt good inside her, but he needed to feel himself inside her. Besides, fingering was about her pleasure, and this was all about him. He pulled his fingers out and slowly licked her juices off, her eyes watching his every movement. Slowly, Jonny pushed her legs far apart, and knelt above her. She quickly realised what he was about to do, and started to wriggle, but Jonny held her legs firmly. "You know you want me, you dirty whore." She kept wriggling though, shaking her head, so Jonny moved his whole body so he was lying on top of her. He started to whisper in her ear. "Stop wriggling." His tongue flicked out and licked her ear, not once, but twice. Another involuntary moan escaped her lips, and Jonny knew he had to have her now. He leaned up again, and slowly pushed his cock into her soaking wet, but still very tight, pussy. He moaned loudly, and then pushed further in, feeling her trying to accommodate him. He knew he was big, but in her tiny hole he had never felt bigger. Forgetting how new she clearly was to this experience, he started to push himself in and out of her, not noticing that she had stopped moving, and was merely lying beneath him. Faster and faster he worked towards his orgasm. He pounder her pussy harder than he knew it had ever been pounder before, and harder than he hoped it would ever be pounded again. Suddenly he realised how still she was. He moved a hand down and started to rub her as he was pushing in and out – he had to make her react somehow. Natasha bucked beneath him, his touch having reawoken her to what was happening. She started to moan through the thong, sucking in deep breaths and breathing out heavily. This was what Jonny wanted. Reluctant, but enjoying it all the same. He started to pound her again, but this time moved his hand to her boob, and started to squeeze it firmly, teasing the nipple with his finger and thumb. He knew she was close to orgasm, and he knew he wanted to taste her. He pulled out and started to lick her furiously, using his fingers on one hand to stroke her clit. The other hand was still busy with her boob. Within a minute she was orgasming – bucking off the couch, Jonny filling his mouth with her juices. Finally, she was finished. She lay still, expecting it to be over. As Jonny knelt up, she looked at him, and he saw relief in her eyes as she expected him to lean over and untie her. Then she looked down, and saw him, still stoking his cock, which was harder than it had ever been, and throbbing. He pulled the thong out of her mouth, and just heard her moan no, before he pushed it firmly inside, starting to pound yet another part of her body. Just as he was about to cum, he pulled out. Her mouth stayed open – perfect. He started to run his hand up and down the length of his cock, and then came everywhere. Her face was covered, and her mouth was full, and Jonny even saved some for her boobs.