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The House Sitter

By: phoenix_ray86



Angela Walker walked up the concrete walkway, carrying her two bags. In one bag was her laptop, the other her lunch. The black twenty-three year old stopped at the door to the simple one story house. 'Now what was that combination the realtor told us?' she thought to herself. Angela stared at the combination lock that contained her key. '9-8-9-8. That should be it.' Angela punched in the numbers on the small keypad and pushed the open button. The lock popped out of place with the key attached to it. With a grin, Angela unlocked the door to the home she would be house-sitting for next five hours. She set down her bags and went back to her compact car to get her table, chair, and arrows signs. Angela placed the arrow signs at each end of the block. She went from room to room inside the house turning on lights, opening blinds, and doors. Finally, she came back to the front room of the house and set up her table. On one side were brochures about the auction, a sign-in sheet, and her tally sheet. At the other end of the card table Angela put her laptop. While it warmed up, Angela dug in her bag for her poppy seed muffin and took a large bite. "Mmmmm." She wiped the crumbs from her full lips and checked to see if there were any wireless networks nearby. There were three. "This is great. Now I won't be totally bored ." Angela managed to connect to a default wireless network. She signed into her hotmail account and began to check her messages. Angela had heard about this job from her mother. The pay was great, $75 every day for 3 days. All Angela had to do was house-sit while people came in and looked around at the house. In two weeks, the house along with several others in the area were going to be sold in a large, three-day auction.

The house that Angela was in wasn't bad. It had blue siding with white trim. The backyard was small and desperately needed sod. The fruit tree in the center looked healthy though. The walls had fresh paint on them, but some of the blinds need to be replaced. 'I wish I could buy it.' thought Angela, reading her horoscope. 'It would give me a new place to live with out all those bad memories.' Angela's ex, Robert cheated on her with a girl she thought was a close friend. Angela's mind drifted back to the memory and her blood began to boil. She had walked in on the two of them, on the couch, her couch, fucking their brains out. Angela had replaced the old couch with a nice blue one from a discount store. She just couldn't keep that couch in her apartment anymore. That had been two months ago. "And I'm horny as fuck right now." Angela grumbled to herself. "I'm not much for masturbation. I even went out and bought a little toy for company but what I really want is the real deal." As the hours ticked on, a few people came by to look at the house. A family, a couple, and a few singles but not much else. Angela greeted them cheerfully and chatted them up politely but inside she was dying. After an hour of no one showing up, Angela did a computer search for porn. After coming up with a few paysites, she finally came to a site that had free videos. Angela skimmed through the different types of videos, she started to watch one labeled 'slut throatfucked.' 

A brunette was kneeling in front of a man, shown from the waist down only, with a large cock, glistening with what Angela guessed to be saliva. He was ejaculating in her mouth and all over her face. Angela felt her pussy tingle a little as the man grabbed the back of the brunette head and forced his cock into her mouth. He savagely fucked the slut's throat, grunting a little. He held her head down in vice-grip as she started to gag. The man pulled her off his cock as cum and saliva rushed out of her mouth. The cock was totally drenched and sticky. The slut moaned as the man forced his cock back into her mouth. Angela reached down under her skirt and began to finger her wet pussy, mesmerized by the scene in front of her eyes. The man on the video grunted and groaned as the slut slobbered and sucked his big cock. He pulled out of her mouth again and the slut licked his cock up and down. Angela let a soft moan escape as slut gagged on the cock again.

A hand knocked on the door. Angela took her hand out of her pussy and paused the video. "Come in." she said, changing the screen. A brown haired man stepped in. He looked like he was about forty and was casually dressed in a button-down shirt and shorts. He smiled at Angela, who smiled back. 

"Just came to look around."

"Sure, go right ahead."

The man smiled at Angel again and went into the dinning room. Angela let out a sigh, as he walked past her. 'God, I hope he didn't hear anything.' She innocently went back to checking her email as she listened to the man's feet coming back in her direction. They exchanged smiles again and Angela looked down at his butt when he disappeared around the corner, heading towards the bedrooms. 'Nice butt.' she thought with a giggle. 'Wonder what the rest of him looks like.' A few minutes passed and the man returned to the front of the house and stood before her. 

"Have there been a lot of people here?"

"There was earlier. Not so much now."

"Oh, I see. I thought I heard some noise in here when I walked up though."

'Shit!' thought Angela. 'He did hear the video. Should have turned the volume down!' Angela smiled at the man. "Oh I was just watching a video. That's what you heard." The man cocked an eyebrow. "Oh really. What kind?" Angela froze. "Uhh....a dirty one?" The man laughed. "Lonely, eh? Mind if I see?" Angela nodded, too shocked to speak. The man walked around the table toward her. Angela flipped back to the video and hit play. Slurping and sucking noises filled the air. The brunette on the video licked and sucked the cock while the man twisted his hands into her hair. He pushed her mouth back onto his cock and wildly fucked her mouth. He was relentlessly. It ended with the slut gagging on the cock with fluid flowing out of her mouth and nose. The man cleared his throat and looked down at Angela, who refused to look at him. "Did that turn you on?" he asked quietly. Angela looked up at him. "Yes." The man looked at her, his eyes a glittering green. He bent down and kissed Angela. She hadn't expected that at all. His tongue pushed its way into her mouth, while his hand squeezed her tit. Angela moaned as his other hand found her wet pussy. He got down on his knees and tongued her pussy. It wasn't long before Angela reached orgasm. The man drank all of her juices and slowly stood up. He kissed Angela again. 

"Better now?"

"Much."

"What time are you done here?"

"5."

"I'll be back before you lock up.

For Angela, the hours couldn't move fast enough. 'I can't believe that cute guy ate me out.' An elderly man walked through the door. Angela greeted him politely. 'When he comes back, I hope he lets me return the favor.' Five o'clock finally rolled around. Angela had just called her boss to give her the daily tally when the brown haired man came in. Angela smiled and stood up. 

"You never told me your name."

"Tim. Yours?"

"Angela."

They smiled at each other. Tim shifted his weight from one foot to the other. 

"So are you done now?"

"Yes. All I have to do now is turn off all the lights, close the blinds, and lock up." 

"I can help with that."

Angela smiled at him. "Okay."

Angela and Tim went around the house, turning off lights, closing binds, checking the outside, and locking things up. They returned to the front room. Angela quickly put all her things away and moved the supplies to the corner for the next day. Tim took a seat in the chair and watched her. Angela walked over to him and straddled his lap. They kissed each other reverently. Angela sucked on Tim's lower lip, causing him to moan. She reached her hand down and stroked his hard bulge through his shorts. Tim groaned and squeezed her tits hard. Angela moved off of Tim's lap and undid his shorts, pulling down the zipper. She pulled out his hard cock, which was rather large, and stroked it. Tim groaned and shifted in his seat. Angela licked the head of his cock and sucked on the head. Tim threw his head back. "Oh, Angela." Angela sucked on his balls and licked them. She took his cock in her mouth and sucked. Tim moved her hair back from her face as she took more and more of him in her mouth. Angela bobbed her head up and down as she sucked him. Tim groaned again. "I'm going to cum!" He shot his hot seed into Angela's mouth. She sucked it all down without gagging. He pulled her into his lap and kissed her again. Tim could taste himself in her mouth and it wasn't unpleasant.

"You've been lonely haven't you?"

"Yes. I haven't had a real man in a long time."

Tim chuckled. "Well, today's your luck day. Stand up." Angela stood up, having an idea of where this was going. He kissed her again and had her behind over with her butt towards him, her hands on the table. Tim rubbed his cock up and down her slit, teasing her with it. Angela groaned. "Don't torture me, Tim." Tim moved his cock to her wet entrance. 

"Is this what you want?"

"Yes, Yes. Give it to me!"

Tim thrust into her, causing her to gasp. 'It's so big.' Angela thought as her body adjusted to Tim's girth. 'I've never been so full in my life.' He moved inside her slowly and for awhile it hurt. The pleasure built inside her as she met Tim thrust for thrust. Tim sensed this and moved faster. He was rewarded with animal screams and cries from Angela. Tim could feel his balls tighten and knew that he was about to climax. With a shout, he released his seed into Angela's body, filling her to the top. Angela had her second orgasm right after, her juices coating Tim's cock. They leaned against each other panting. This certainly was one day neither of them was going to forget for a long time.

The House Sitter



Wanted: House Sitter

Chapter 1

Authors Notes: I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission.



Karen and Dave looked over the ad, "House/Dog Sitter wanted, must be mature, experienced and reliable house and pet sitter living in the greater Portland area. Must be flexible, with excellent references. Pay commensurate with experience."

"I think we need more details, hun." Dave said sipping his coffee.

"We can add more if we don't get any responses, dear."

"Okay, so when do you want to start it?"

"Whenever you want to start dealing with the hordes of applicants I'm sure we'll have."

Karen looked at him with a broad grin, knowing he was going to be the one doing most of the interviewing.

A few days went by and Dave put the ad on Craigslist. They weren't in a big hurry since the cruise they were going on was almost six months away and it was only March. Their daughters would have watched the dogs, but each had moved beyond an easy drive to their country home and couldn't stay overnight due to their jobs. Coupled with the fact that the cat's litter box needed daily changes forced them into a corner.

It took a few days for responses to start coming in, some wanted the pets brought to them others were too young and dependent on their parents for transportation; still others thought they lived too far away. It took a few frustrated calls until Dave narrowed it down to three candidates.

He scheduled interviews on a Saturday when Karen could be there. They set up times and made sure the yard was free of dog poop. They wanted it kept that way figuring they would set the standard.

The first candidate showed up late, in a run down junker car, looked shabby and reeked of alcohol. He was quickly shown the driveway.

The second candidate was a young woman about the same age as their daughters, early twenties. She had a nice car, dressed well, and was very polite.

Karen and Dave were on the deck waiting and talking, they saw the dogs' reaction before hearing her car on the gravel path leading down from the main road and up to the house. When she stopped her car the dogs ran up to greet her, their tails wagging and their butts wiggling side to side in excitement. She opened her car door, stepping out to greet them completely "calm and assertive" as Cesar Milan would say.

She was in a flower print sundress, her jet-black hair swirling about her head as she bent over to greet Sadie and Gwen. The two dogs bathed her face with their tongues as they danced around her vying for her attention.

Karen tapped Dave's arm and pointed out the obvious, "They adore her."

"They are labs, dear they adore everyone."

Holding hands, Karen and Dave walked up to meet the young woman. She stood up from petting the dogs, her cheeks glistening with canine affection. To Dave her dark Polynesian complexion looked almost like a milk chocolate candy bar that had been left to warm in the sun, soft, sweet, and delicious. He kept that thought to himself as he let loose of Karen's hand to shake the young woman's.

"Thank you for coming I'm Dave and this is Karen. You've met Sadie and Gwen. Sadie is the yellow."

"Nice to meet you Dave, Karen; I'm Noelani. They are cuties; I have a male chocolate lab Ka-lee."

The dogs ran off to find things for their new friend to throw for them to chase. The trio walked out onto the broad expanse of grass that served as the backyard.

"This is nice, lots of room for puppies to explore." Noelani commented as she looked around.

"We have ten acres, five in Christmas trees, one is the pond, and the rest are just ornamentals and lawn." Dave replied.

"We love the quiet and privacy; it's our little slice of heaven. Noelani, right? Tell us a bit about you, experience, references?" Karen asked.

"Call me Lani, sure. I'm originally from Hawaii, moved here to be with my boyfriend. I'm going to community college getting all my general classes done then I'm transferring to a four year and I hope to become a Veterinarian. Here's a list of people I've sat for."

"That sounds great, Lani. Which school do you plan on going to?" Karen smiled hoping she'd fit into their plans as she glanced over the list then handed it to Dave.

"Oregon State, they have a Vet program and I want to stay in Oregon. I may apply to U.C. Davis but they are extremely hard to get into."

"Lani," Dave smiled thinking the same thing Karen was. "We are looking for a person who can house sit and watch the dogs and cat. We plan on being away a couple of weekends and assuming that works we have a week long cruise planned this summer so that person would watch them that week also. Is that something you might be interested in doing?"

"I think I'd like that, you have a great place out here and the dogs are so cute. I would need some notice prior to those weekends."

"Why don't I go get us something to drink, we can sit on the deck and talk specifics." Dave said.

They walked up to the deck; Dave went inside after getting the ladies drink choices. The two women sat out on the deck as the dogs played, listening to them barking and watching them chase each other. When Dave came back out with their drinks they talked for an hour discussing details and getting to know each other. When Lani left, Dave and Karen contemplated their talk and decided she would be a good match.

The third candidate was a young man in his twenties, the dogs weren't as friendly to him as they were to Lani. They were polite to him and after he left and a brief discussion together Karen called Lani to see when she'd like to return and bring her dog to meet Sadie and Gwen.

A couple of weeks went by until Lani could return with her dog. This time Samantha was visiting and got a chance to meet and talk with Lani. The dogs had an initial curious reaction to each other sniffing and posturing but after a few tense moments they ran off playing and chasing each other.

Dave introduced Samantha to Lani then walked back into the house to tell Karen she was there. He had some work going on in the shop and figured Karen could handle the talk. Samantha and Lani walked towards the pond, following the dogs. Karen joined the two young women as they discussed colleges, finding things they had in common and some quirks about the dogs Lani would be in charge of.

Samantha was impressed with Lani's knowledge of dogs and gave her mother an approving nod. They talked for quite some time about college, Oregon, and animals in general. Oregon State was Samantha's alma mater and she suggested some contacts to Lani. They walked around talking, stopping at one end of the pond and tossing tennis balls for the dogs as they chatted.

Since it was a warm spring day the three women wore shorts and tennis shoes. They soon discovered that rubber boots and long pants would have been better. Each time one of the dogs returned to drop one of the balls it shook and soaked them. Karen suggested wearing the rubber boots they kept on the deck tucked away for winter walking. Lani offered to get them and headed for the deck.

"She's pretty smart mom, I like her. She has an amazing smile and nice personality."

"I'm glad you like her, she'll be house sitting for us when we go to the coast and if things work out for the cruise too."

Their attention returned to the dogs with an occasional glance at Lani, each smiling with different thoughts about her presence there. Karen was happy she had applied and that Samantha liked her. She planned on having Samantha drop by unannounced the first couple of times Lani was there house sitting. Samantha liked her as a possible new friend; she found they had quite a few things in common. She thought she'd ask her if she wanted to go to a charity dog walk at the end of the month, taking the three dogs and her mom.

Samantha thought she was cute also, and maybe her boyfriend had some friends she could get to know. Her group of friends had run out of guys to set her up with and she hadn't had a serious boyfriend since graduating from college two years before.

Lani returned wearing one pair of boots and carrying two more pairs. Samantha and Karen both commented to her as she approached, grinning as they did.

"Very sexy look Lani, I should get my camera." Karen teased causing Lani to blush.

"The little yellows ducks on them are so you, Lani." Samantha giggled.

"They fit and they are functional, that's all I care about. I have small feet, what can I say? If you take pictures I'll call my lawyer because I know you'll use them as blackmail someday."

They all laughed as the dogs ran up once more shaking and getting them wet. Karen and Samantha used each others shoulders to help balance as they replaced their shoes with boots. Lani watched them change while tossing the balls for the dogs. Samantha volunteered to take the shoes back to the deck to avoid further soaking from the dogs.

"Lani, I wonder if you'd like to start house sitting for us. We're thinking about a trip to the coast in three weeks and that would be a chance to see how you like being out here before we do our long trip."

"I'd love to; let me check my calendar and I'll let you know. I don't think I have anything planned."

"Let me know, Samantha or Carol might be here but I can't count on them having the time right now."

"I'll check when I get home and call you."

"Thanks, we'll get together and iron out the details. I'll make a list of people to call in case of emergency and we'll go over the dogs' routines and feeding requirements."

Samantha returned and joined the conversation, listening and making mental notes of her parent's plans. She asked Lani if she'd like to do the dog walk, which happened to be that weekend also. Lani thought that her boyfriend might want to go also that way they each would have a dog. They continued talking for the next hour until the dogs finally wore themselves out and quit returning the balls preferring to lay in the warm spring sun and sleep. Unfortunately for the dogs Lani couldn't stay much longer. Samantha grabbed towels and took the dogs to some clean water and gave them each a bath so they would smell like pond water then changing back into their tennis shoes, Lani said her goodbyes. While loading Ka-lee into her car she promised to call the following week to finalize plans.

After waving their goodbyes Samantha and Karen walked back to the deck. They sat and talked about the weekend plans and Karen made a list of people she thought would be helpful when Lani watched the house and dogs.

Karen met with Lani the following weekend and gave her the tour of the house, a key and a list of phone numbers and any pertinent information she could think of. Lani thanked Karen for the information and put it in a safe place in case she needed it. Since Samantha was coming over to go with her to the dog walk, Lani felt if she had problems Samantha would be there to help.



The big weekend arrived and Lani showed up on Friday afternoon, the weather was warm so she changed into her bikini and let the dogs out to play and swim in the pond. Her boyfriend was away with his buddies camping so it would be the three dogs with Samantha at the walk the following morning. She brought some homework to do, figuring she could do that later in the evening when the dogs were sleeping off their playtime. Ka-lee had been so tired and happy from the swimming during his previous visit she was sure they would all just play while it was light and then sleep till morning.

She grabbed a lounge chair and took it out by the pond so she could keep an eye on the dogs while she sunned. Putting her MP3 player on shuffle she kicked back to watch the dogs play. Occasionally she'd toss a dummy into the pond for the dogs to scamper after. Looking around she decided there was enough privacy; the nearest neighbor was a quarter mile away and Christmas trees filled the space between blocking any possible views. She sat up and released the knot to the top of her bikini slipping it off, laying it at the base of her chair away from the dog's curiosity. She giggled picturing herself topless chasing one of them if they happened to grab it thinking it was a toy.

The sun felt good on her bare breasts, her skin was naturally dark brown and she wasn't too worried about getting sunburned. She lay back against the chair, closing her eyes and enjoying the warmth the sun gave her. She'd peek every so often at the dogs who were playing tug o'war and chasing each other. They calmed down after about 20 minutes and all three came back to her, taking refuge under and around her lounger. With the dogs close by and nodding off, she turned down the volume on her player and drifted off to sleep.

About an hour later she was rudely awakened when the dog that was sleeping under her chair got up. She looked around to see what they were running to and that's when she saw Samantha walking towards her. She stood, smiling at Samantha who started giggling as she approached. Lani couldn't figure out what was so funny as she stood there waiting for Samantha. She removed the ear buds and then realized what Samantha was giggling at. She quickly looked around only to discover one of the dogs had stolen her top and was offering it to Samantha. Samantha took the top and walked towards Lani dangling the tiny cloth as a tease.

"Hi, missing something?"

Lani blushed and attempted to cover her breasts with her arms. Samantha grinned as she handed the tiny wad of fabric back to the Polynesian beauty before her.

"Thanks, I was just taking advantage of the sun. Darn Ka-lee, I thought I had that where they couldn't get it."

"It's okay; I take advantage of the privacy out here too. If you don't mind I'll join you."

Lani turned and covered herself, retying the top.

"I don't mind. Want something to drink? Your parents left tons of stuff for me."

"Sure, I'll get it after I change, you want something?"

"Oh, a coke thanks."

Lani watched as Samantha walked back to the house. She hoped her napping semi naked wouldn't get back to Karen and Dave and if it did she hoped it wouldn't matter to them. She liked being out there and wanted to keep this little bit of easy money she was making. Readjusting her top she sat back down, not worrying about the dogs that had followed Samantha into the house hoping for a treat. After a few minutes Samantha came back out lounge chair in one hand and two cokes in the other. The dogs wagging their tails, returned to playing near the pond barking and having their usual doggie good time.

"How's it going Lani?"

"Pretty good, sorry about the topless thing, the sun just felt too good. I didn't think anyone would be out here."

"Don't worry about it. I'm surprised the dogs didn't hear me drive up; they must be tired from playing so much. You know tired dogs are happy dogs."

"Yeah, they have been enjoying the free time out here almost as much as I am."

Samantha set her chair out parallel to Lani's, arranging it so they could talk. She sat down after opening her soda taking a drink.

"Oh, nice tan by the way."

Lani smiled and giggled, "It sort of genetic, I don't do much to keep it that way."

"It would take me almost all summer to get as dark as you. I did it once in High School and haven't had the time to do it since. I don't tan easily but once I get going I can get pretty dark. No tan lines either I noticed, nice."

"Tan lines are there I'm just dark naturally so they aren't as obvious."

Lani sat up, untied her top and turned towards Samantha. "Wanna see?"

Samantha looked over a little embarrassed, "Very nice, I wish I could devote the time to get that way. You're lucky, Lani, nice boobs too."

"Thanks, I've dropped some weight since moving to the mainland but my boobs stayed the same. I think it's genetic too. All the women in my family have great tits."

They both laughed and Lani sat back against her chair closing her eyes after checking on the dogs making sure they were okay. Samantha sat up and loosened her top setting it beside her chair.

"Don't worry about me telling mom. You weren't doing anything wrong and we lay out here when we can get away with it."

Lani smiled after looking to see what Samantha was doing, she noticed some slight tan lines around Samantha's breasts and smiled to herself.

"You have nice boobs too girl, I know some who wouldn't mind having those."

"Thanks, I guess we're both blessed with good genes."

They both settled back to soak up the rays, sipping their sodas from time to time, checking on the dogs as they played until they settled back around the chairs to nap. Out of the corners of their eyes they would each sneak a peek as they lay there.

After about an hour everyone woke from the naps, the dogs were hungry and begged to be fed. Samantha got dressed then headed back to her house reminding Lani knew what time she'd be around the next day for the walk.

The walk was fun; they got Tee shirts and various goodies for each of the dogs. They walked a couple of miles, talking and getting to know each other better. The dogs enjoyed meeting and greeting the many dogs there for the event.

The remainder of the weekend was routine, Lani relaxed, sunned herself and made sure the dogs had fun. When Dave and Karen returned three happy dogs and a well-rested sitter greeted them. They talked for a bit, Lani told them how the weekend went, about the walk and how great it was to have peace and quiet so she could study. She complimented them on having such well-mannered dogs, thanked them again after she was paid. Karen called Samantha and asked how the walk went. Samantha let her know they had a nice time and the house was in good hands. Neither girl mentioned the sunbathing.

Mid June Dave was called away on business, Karen decided to take that weekend to visit her sisters who lived a couple of hours away by air. Lani came over watching the dogs, making sure the house was fine.

Sunday afternoon Lani was lying out on the deck, the dogs in the pond swimming when Karen came home. She caught an earlier flight. The dogs were lost in their play as she drove up, by the time they noticed her she was walking up the steps to the deck and a sleepy topless Lani. She covered herself as best she could and apologized to Karen for being in that state of undress. Karen told her to just relax repeating what Samantha had told her weeks before. It was fine to be out sunning, they did it all the time. Karen shrugged off Lani's worry then took her bags inside. After about twenty minutes Karen walked back out with dressed only in a bikini bottom. Lani's jaw dropped when she looked over to see Karen's bikinied cheeks facing her, the sound of a lounge chair being drug over.

Karen adjusted the back of her chair while the dogs lay down on the deck. She sat after placing a towel on the chair proceeding to squirt some SPF 15 into her palm, applying it to her upper body while talking to Lani. Lani tried to keep her eyes and mind focused on other things but Karen's breasts distracted her.

"Has it been like this all weekend?" Karen asked as the sound of the lotion spurting into her palms made Lani giggle.

"Yeah, pretty much. I've been studying at night since it's been so nice. I can't see keeping the dogs inside when it's so gorgeous out. It's one more thing I like about being out here, privacy and sun. I want a place like this some day."

"I don't blame you; I'd be out here all day if I could, I love the sun. It apparently loves you too Lani, you've gotten so much darker since we first met."

Lani blushed as a slight tingle shot through her. She didn't know what caused it, maybe the close proximity of Karen or the way she talked, so calm and reassuring. She shivered when the bottle did its little squirt thing again accompanied by the sound of Karen spreading it over her skin.




The House Sitter



"Do you use sun block Lani?"

"No, I've never burned; I have had reactions to some so I just don't use them."

"Well this is all natural; it's over here if you want it."

"Thank you, Karen. How was your trip?"

"It was good, but my sister was starting to come down with a cold so I decided it might be better to leave early. I was able to get an earlier flight so here I am. Hopefully I didn't catch the bug, so now you're stuck with me."

"That's okay; I packed up some of my things already. I just want to get like another hour in the sun and I'll be out of your hair."

"You're fine Lani, why not stay for dinner? Dave will be gone for a couple more days and I hate being out here alone."

"You sure it's no trouble?

"We'll call out and get Chinese, I'm buying and you're staying. Now soak up more of those rays. Sure you don't want any sun block?"

"Well, you say it's all natural?"

"Yes, I did. I have allergies too and it took some research to find it. I order a case each spring. Help yourself."

"Well, I'll try it, thanks."

Lani got up; she couldn't help but stare as she bent down to pick up the bottle of sun block Karen had placed on the deck next to her chair. She felt a bit nervous being that close, Karen's breasts were as beautiful as Samantha's. Fuller, not quite as firm looking and there were no tan lines at all. She swallowed hard trying to focus on the bottle and not Karen.

"You okay Lani?"

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine."

"You sure, it's almost like you've never seen a woman's breasts before," Karen stated as she lowered her sunglasses and gazed at Lani's firm bronzed body.

Lani was kneeling at Karen's side trying to get the bottle without disturbing her. She paused in a squatted position holding the bottle while Karen talked to her.

"You have fantastic breasts Lani. Has anyone ever told you that?"

"Just my boyfriend, but I think he compliments me just to get me in the mood."

"Well he's not lying they are lovely. Such a delicious dark brown now that you've been in the sun, nicely shaped, firm. Oh what I wouldn't give to have mine like that again. Not that they were ever as dark as yours, but they were perky at one time. I guess I could have them that way again but surgery isn't for me."

"Yours are amazing Karen, I've never seen mature breasts so pert. All my older relatives have really big and saggy ones."

"You're sweet, thanks."

They each focused on the others breasts, their nipples began to grow and harden. Karen moved her gaze from Lani's breasts to the young woman's face. Despite her color a definite blush was becoming obvious.

"Am I making you uncomfortable, Lani?"

"Just a little bit, Karen. I've never been this close to another woman who looked at my breasts the way you are."

"How am I looking at them?"

"Like you could well, just devour them."

Lani's face turned a deeper red; Karen smiled lifting her hand to caress just below one of Lani's breasts. Her index finger traced just under then over her solid nipple. Lani gasped, closing her eyes as Karen circled the dark aureola with her well-manicured nail. Lani held onto the armrest of Karen's lounger letting the older woman tease her.

"Devour is such a crude work Lani. They are too sweet to ravage like that. No, I think they want to be suckled and gently made love to. Don't you?"

Karen's voice was soft and seductive, all Lani could do was to nod her head and enjoy the older woman's sensuous touch. Lani's reaction made Karen smile, she continued her delightful torture of the young woman, gently fingering her breast and whispering how beautiful she was. Lani was mesmerized; she had never had anyone touch her the way Karen was right now. It felt good, not like her boyfriend who focused on his pleasure and hoped she enjoyed his crude manipulations of her body. Karen was different; her touch was soft and felt nice.

Lani opened her eyes to see Karen's smile, her eyes were following her finger tip as she explored the dark brown flesh.

"Probably a good thing I'm not into girls isn't it Lani."

"Yeah, I'm not into girls at all. But the way you're touching me I might reconsider."

Karen stopped her tease but left her finger close to Lani's breasts; her elbow resting on the arm support.

"You wouldn't want that I guess."

"No, I'm happy being straight, aren't you?"

Lani looked down at Karen's finger, still pointing at her nipple, then back to Karen. She leaned in so Karen's finger contacted her nipple again.

"Yes, I am very happy being straight Lani." Karen grinned, making small circles over the bumpy aureola and glancing Lani's erect nipple once again.

Lani sighed, her voice soft as if she were in a dream; closing her eyes again. "Me too, I can't imagine how someone could be attracted to someone of their own sex."

"Yes, pretty farfetched, isn't it."

Karen's voice was soft and self-assured, her lone finger stopped tracing; she placed her thumb and finger over Lani's dark nipple. Rolling it between them while her other fingers brushed the firm brown breast.

"You know it seems to be the "in" thing these days, but curiosity killed the cat you know." Karen observed.

"But satisfaction brought her back."

Both women giggled with that comment. Lani stood; leaving Karen's touch, she straddled the lounger sitting on Karen's lap, leaning in she kissed Karen's cheek. Their breasts pressed together, Karen wrapped her arms around the younger woman. She began to massage Lani's back. Lani moved her kissing from Karen's cheek across her lips to the other cheek. She sat back then scooted up a bit so her breasts were within easy reach of Karen's face.

"So what were you saying about my breasts not being ravaged?"

"I said they looked like they wanted to be suckled, if I recall correctly."

"Oh, I stand corrected."

"You better not stand at all." Karen ordered her.

Karen tilted her head forward and placed her lips over Lani's nipple. Lani smiled, placing her hands on the back of Karen's lounge chair just above the older woman's head. Karen suckled each breast moving back and forth, delighting how they felt in her mouth. She would suckle, then flick the wet nipple, engulfing as much of Lani's breast as she could fit in her mouth. Lani encouraged her by keeping her back arched, moaning with each delightful mouthful. It took Karen about ten minutes to explore Lani's breasts, she paused, sat back, holding Lani's waist. Looking up at her and seeing a very large grin.

"Is the cat satisfied?"

"The cat enjoyed that very much for a straight cat."

"Straight cats like to share?" Karen asked as she slid her hands up and down Lani's sides.

"They can be persuaded."

"What would it take to persuade the straight cat?"

"Not much, the straight cat feels very nice right now and she's developed more curiosity."

"Oh? What is the straight cat curious about?"

"Well, if this feeling is shared would it be increased?"

"I think it is shared, speaking as another straight cat that is a bit more curious herself now. Tell you what, lock up the puppies; let's go inside to see if these two straight cats can resolve this curiosity thing."

Lani smiled and then stood calling the dogs to go into the house. She walked over to the sliding glass and let them in. Karen got up off the lounger walking in behind the younger woman. Placing her hand on the girl's lower back, she guided her to the master bedroom. Lani slid onto one side of the king sized bed with Karen slipping onto the other. They didn't bother to remove the comforter, but did prop the pillows up a bit. Laying on their sides facing each other. Karen placed a finger on Lani's lips tracing them and looking into Lani's eyes.

"Seriously, I am straight and this is the first time I have ever done anything remotely like this Lani."

"Me too, Karen, but it just feels right. I mean just something about you and I being here doesn't feel strange or weird or anything like that."

"Lani, to be perfectly honest, I'm very nervous right now."

She grinned, looking at Karen, scooting down the bed a bit, she placed her arm around Karen. Lani moved her head in and started suckling Karen's breast. Karen sighed, enjoying the feeling of this wonderful "straight" girl.

Lani paused looking up at Karen, "Feeling any better?"

Karen grinned nodding her head she rolled onto her back. Lani adjusted her position over Karen and began exploring. Karen reveled in the way Lani made love to her breasts, it didn't feel odd at all having this beautiful young woman enjoying her body the way she was. She placed her hand at Lani's head and gently slipped her fingers through the girls jet-black locks. Marveling how lovely Lani's hair felt against her body and in her hand. Lani continued her explorations moving from breast to breast, licking, suckling, thoroughly enjoying herself.

"Lani, that feels so nice, sweetheart."

Lani smiled and let go of the nipple she was sucking on; scooting up she kissed Karen passionately on the lips. Karen wrapped her arms around her insuring Lani wouldn't go anywhere. They kissed and hugged for a bit just enjoying how each other felt. After a bit Karen initiated their break so she could catch her breath.

"You okay Karen?"

"Yes, I am, just needed to say something to you."

Their little experiment had gone so well Lani wondered why Karen would want to stop to tell her something. Karen brushed Lani's hair back and spoke to her in a whisper.

"I feel a little bit guilty doing this. It does feel good and you're not doing anything wrong. But I am married and this feels like cheating. I love Dave and I don't know that I can take this any further."

"Karen, it's okay. We're both straight as we've reminded each other. I don't want you feeling guilty at all. I will do what ever you want to do. Having you feel bad is the last thing I want to have happen. We can stop if you want, not that I really want to; I haven't been this aroused in quite sometime. But I do understand."

"You're a sweetheart, Lani. I do feel very warm inside and this does feel right. But in the back of my mind a little bird is telling me it's wrong."

Lani laid her head against Karen's chest listening to the rapid beat of her heart. It slowed slightly as Karen's breathing returned to a normal steady rate. They remained silent, thinking about what they had done and wondering if they would ever do it again. Karen continued to brush Lani's hair with her fingers comforting her and calming herself.

"Frustrating isn't it?"

"Yes, it is but I can live with it." Lani confessed.

"I am sorry; maybe someday I won't feel this way. But right now I do, I just want to be sure we can still be friends. I'd hate to lose such a cute house sitter."

"It's okay, don't worry about it. I was curious and now I have had that partially answered. It's not like you forced me."

Karen lifted Lani's face to hers kissing Lani deeply wanting to insure there were no hurt feelings. After the kiss they lay together snuggling and cuddling.

"Karen, I should get going."

"No, You're staying for dinner and I won't take no for an answer."

"Alright, you did promise me didn't you?"

"I did, so what shall we have?"

"Chinese is fine, I like that take out place you have a menu for."

Lani extracted herself from Karen's embrace and got off the bed. They both put their tops back on with Karen calling to order dinner. While they were waiting for their dinner to arrive the phone rang and Karen answered it. It was Dave, calling to check to see how Lani was doing with the dogs. He was surprised that Karen was there but understood when she told him about her sister. They talked for about thirty minutes until the dinner arrived. They said their good-byes telling each other they loved and missed the other. Karen hung up and sighed as she looked at Lani, who was clearing the table so they could eat.

The remainder of the evening was filled with looks and sighs, each of them wanting to return to their moments of intimacy. Samantha called to see how Lani was doing and heard Karen in the background. She took that opportunity to invite Lani to a doggie social the next Friday night. Lani had no plans telling Samantha she had broken up with her boyfriend. Samantha thought it would be a good way for Lani to begin getting over him.

Lani left before it got dark, she hugged and kissed Karen once more knowing they had a new bond that might become stronger.

Friday rolled around; Samantha stopped by her parent's house and dropped off her overnight things. It would be easier for her to stay there than drive back to her apartment later that night. She decided not to take Sadie and Gwen with her because three dogs would be harder for the two of them to control. She chatted with her mom and dad during dinner letting them know she might be home late and not at all if she had too much to drink. Lani had offered her the couch if they over indulged, which both Karen and Dave liked hearing since they didn't want Samantha drinking and driving. She took off about 7 pm. And met up with Lani, it was fairly casual attire, flip-flops, shorts and loose shirts. Lani wore a Hawaiian print with bright "bird of paradise" flowers while Samantha wore a pink and black "bowling shirt".

They drove Samantha's car to the small pub that catered to dog owners hosting the event. Ka-lee had a great time meeting some new friends and playing; the girls had fun drinking, meeting new people, and watching Ka-lee play. It was a warm spring evening and the girls in their flip-flops didn't dance. Lani noticed a pair of women dancing very suggestively and pointed them out to Samantha. They both giggled remembering their talk while sunbathing. Ka-lee had enough fun and about 10 pm. The girls drove back to Lani's apartment. They had only a couple of drinks each so they were feeling good but not drunk.

Ka-lee went straight to his bed, worn out and happy. Lani asked Samantha if she felt like going back out dancing or clubbing. Samantha declined noting they weren't really dressed for it, Lani then suggested a nightcap and a video. Samantha thought that was a good idea and volunteered to help in whatever way she could. They kicked off their flip-flops and proceeded to relax.

Lani showed Samantha where things were in the kitchen and asked of she'd make the popcorn. Samantha agreed and proceeded to pop the kernels. Lani looked for a movie, calling out titles to Samantha as she popped their snack. They went through Lani's collection with each of them having seen the movies Lani named at least once. Samantha suggested just seeing what was on cable or one of the premium channels Lani had. Lani agreed and arranged the throw pillows on the floor in front of the couch for them to sit on.

She headed back into the kitchen as Samantha was pulling the popcorn off the stove and looking for a bowl for them to eat out of. Lani grabbed one letting Samantha fill it. They each grabbed a hard lemonade and a towel to wipe their fingers. Taking their seats in front of the couch Lani picked up the remote and began flipping through the channels.

There wasn't much on that either of them liked. Lani went through the channels at least three times before they agreed on a slasher movie. Samantha suggested turning the lights down to make it a bit scarier, Lani turned off all but the light over the stove. She went to her bedroom and slipped out of her shirt and shorts, removed her bra and put her nightshirt on. When she returned Samantha commented on her new attire, Lani suggested she do the same since Lani had extra shirts and they had seen each other half naked before. Samantha agreed and Lani got her an old shirt to wear. She changed while Lani went through the channels one last time just to be sure they weren't missing anything. She wound up back at the slasher movie as their reluctant choice.

They sat in the glow of the television, drinking their lemonades and munching popcorn as the movie played and screaming teens were hacked to death about every ten minutes. Finding the routine boring they began to talk about the evening, Lani finished her drink and offered to get them another. Samantha looked at hers and decided one more wouldn't hurt. Lani took their empties and the now vacant snack bowl back to the kitchen, returning with the drinks. She plopped down a bit closer to Samantha since the popcorn bowl wasn't around anymore.

"Thanks, Lani. This is nice. I haven't just kicked back like this in a long time; school and work are so crazy."

"You're welcome; I know I'm in the same boat. All work and no play makes Lani a very boring girl."

"Is that why he dumped you?"

"Yep, he decided that I had no time for him and so he suggested we "see other people" which is really goodbye."

"That sucks; I was hoping he had some friends."

"I can't help you there; most don't have jobs or are working part-time and going to school. Not really good long term dating material."

"At this point in my life I'm looking for Mr. Right Now not really Mr. Right."

"I thought he was Mr. Right but now I know he was "not quite right" for me."

"I guess it takes some time, although I'm going to more weddings this year than I ever have this year."

"I don't know that I'll ever get married. I want kids but marriage, I'm not so sure. How's your drink Sam?"

"It's fine and I want kids too. I think that's one reason I went into teaching. Little kids are so amazing."

Samantha took the last swig from her bottle and set it aside. Grabbing a loose pillow, she turned and laid on her stomach to watch the movie, Pillow under her chin, feet resting at the back of the couch next to Lani. Lani finished her drink and set it on the side of the couch on the floor. She scooted closer to Samantha's feet, placing a pillow between her lower back and the couch.

She gazed at Samantha in the glow of the television noting her long legs, tight butt, and long soft hair. She reminded Lani of Karen and that evoked a tingle within her.

"What did you think of those two girls at the pub?" Lani asked as she contemplated touching Samantha's legs.

"I think they were really into each other and were getting off teasing every one as they danced."

"I bet there are a few guys remembering them tonight, alone in their beds." Lani giggled.

"Yeah, they were hot that's for sure."

Lani decided to use the backs of her fingers to brush Samantha's ankles. She started slow, intermittent light touches to see if Samantha would say anything. When Samantha didn't she continued making longer strokes up and down Samantha's calves. Samantha didn't move, her concentration focusing on the bad movie before them. Lani smiled, enjoying the feel of Samantha's smooth legs against her fingers. Samantha moved one leg closer to Lani so she could feel Lani's hip against her foot. Lani took this as a good sign and began to use her hand to massage the ankle and calve. She'd wrap her hand around the ankle, putting slight pressure on it and then moving up her calf to the back of the knee. Samantha remained quiet watching the movie in the darkness. Lani continued her massage; varying her pressure and length of her stroke. After a few really long strokes Samantha bent her leg at the knee. Lani waited for Samantha to ask her what she was doing but instead Samantha shifted her position so her legs were on either side of Lani.

She now lay with Lani sitting astride her ankles, her feet against the couch. Lani grinned and used both hands this time. She kneaded both legs from ankles to knees working what little tension in them up to Samantha's rear. Samantha pushed the pillow out from under her chin; turned her head and rested it on the pillow. Her hands moved under her cheek as she lay there facing the side.

"You like this Sam?"

Samantha nodded with a broad smile on her face.

"Mind if I turn off the television"




The House Sitter



"Go ahead; I wasn't really watching it after you started touching me, besides I've seen it like three times already."

Lani stopped and flicked the television off; the room grew a bit dimmer as the glow faded from the television's tube as it shut down. She went back to stroking Samantha's legs; moving higher with some strokes along the insides of her thighs. Their voices were in soft whispers now matching the dim light that surrounded them.

"Did you like seeing those girls dancing Lani?"

"Yes, they did look sexy."

"I thought so too, I thought about dancing too but I was chicken."

"I think you would have been very sexy Sam."

Lani sat up on her knees to reach further up Samantha's thighs; she leaned forward and pressed her weight onto them with the up stroke and lightly touched them on the way back. With each new stroke she followed a different path to Samantha's cheeks but each return trip she placed her hands right where her cheeks met and then down their insides. Sometimes when she's get close to the bottoms of Samantha's panties, Samantha would shiver and adjust her resting place.

"Sam?"

Yes, Lani?"

"Can I ask you something? I know we both mentioned it when we were sunbathing but I was curious and this seems like the right time to ask."

Dreamily Samantha replied, "Ask away."

"We both said we were straight, if I recall. I was just wondering if you had ever, you know, with a girl."

"Once at college, I did make out with this girl in my dorm room, why?"

"I'm just sort of in a mood, if you know what I mean."

Samantha bent her legs at the knees not wanting to hit Lani as she rolled over and sat up to face her. She crossed her legs and sat in a lotus position, looking into Lani's eyes she asked.

"You want to make out with me? Is that what I'm hearing?"

Lani blushed, her seduction had been going so well to this point and now Samantha was onto her.

"Yes and no. I mean touching you felt really nice, watching those girls dance, coupled with the lack of any boyfriend intimacy and the drinks. I am in that mood."

"It's okay; I was enjoying your massage as if you couldn't tell. So we'd just make out? Is that all we'd be doing?"

"Forget it; it sounds really stupid when you put it that way, I'm sorry I brought it up."

Lani pouted a bit looking down at her feet. Samantha placed her fingers under Lani's chin tilted her head up and kissed her and then in a whisper asked.

"What do you want to do?"

"You don't have to Sam, I'm fine."

"Now you don't want to? Girl you're confusing me."

"I just don't want you to feel obligated like I coerced you into doing something."

Samantha leaned in again, kissing her with a little more passion.

"I don't feel coerced; I feel very nice right now."

"Could we go to my room and see how that feels?"

"Sure, if either of us feels weird about it, we can just stop. Sound fair to you?"

"Yeah, sounds fair."

Lani looked at her as a huge grin crossed her face. She stood; taking Samantha's hand she helped her up. Lani led her to the bedroom after turning off the stove light. They stumbled to the bedroom in the darkness bumping into each other and giggling. Apologizing, Lani found the lamp next to the bed and flicked it on. Samantha smiled then grasped the bottom of her borrowed shirt lifting it over her head and off her body. Lani's grin grew wider while watching Samantha. After Samantha had flung her top aside Lani did the same thing with a bit more wiggle to it.

Samantha took the lead; crawling across the bed lying on her side. Her head cradled in her hand resting on one elbow watching Lani. Lani giggled; jumping in next to her practically knocking Samantha over with the impact of their foreheads.

"Oh, gosh I'm so sorry!" Lani fretted, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Samantha said as she rubbed her forehead.

"Can I make it feel better?"

Lani kissed Samantha's forehead, barely touching it with her lips so not to cause any further pain. She kissed all around Samantha's face as gently as she could. Samantha closed her eyes and smiled enjoying the light kisses and soft touch of Lani's lips. She slipped her arm around Lani and rolled onto her back taking Lani with her. Lani looked up then her focus turned to Samantha's lips, brushing them with hers, teasing by licking them with the tip of her tongue. The girls kissed and snuggled until Samantha happened to see the clock on the nightstand. It was almost midnight and she was supposed to be staying at her parent's house. She rolled off and mentioned to Lani that she was thinking about leaving.

"Don't." Lani whispered.

Lani then lowered her head and began exploring Samantha's breasts with her mouth and tracing her thighs with her fingernails. Samantha lost her train of thought; her head sinking into Lani's pillow cooing with delight. Lani grinned enjoying the feel of Samantha's nipples in her mouth. The pleasant moans from Samantha reassured Lani that she was enjoying herself. In a soft whisper between moans Samantha managed to ask Lani a question.

"I thought we were just going to make out, Lani."

"We were. Does this feel okay?"

Samantha grinned, "It feels more than okay can't you tell?"

"But you're complaining and you wanted to leave." Lani muttered switching from one breast to another, her fingers gliding over Samantha's mound teasing her each time her fingers slipped from one thigh to the other.

"Not really a complaint, this is just more than I expected and my parents do expect me home."

Lani stopped and looked at Samantha. "I'll stop if you want me to, not that I want to. I really want you to stay the night now. I'm so worked up now I may just pleasure myself."

Samantha squirmed; a smile brightened her face in the darkness. "We could pleasure each other. That won't make us lesbians or anything. I could stay; it's too late to call them"

"It won't make me one; it would be just two friends helping each other. I'm good with that if you are."

"I think I can live with that, just fingers?"

Lani grinned, snuggling into Samantha's neck; she whispered, "What ever you want to do. I have a small vibe if you like."

With that she inched a finger between Samantha's tummy and the waistband of her panties. Samantha wiggled from side to side, letting Lani remove them. Tossing the tiny cloth off the bed, she returned her fingers to Samantha's warm flesh.

"Much better, don't you think?"

"Yes, now it's your turn, Lani."

Samantha slid her hand down Lani's tummy and into her panties, tugging them a bit while Lani rose up to help her ease them off. She tossed them to the floor and then rolled onto Lani so they could kiss.

The girls looked into each others eyes a slight sparkle in each as the moonlight streaming through the bedroom window reflected off them. Their warm, soft bodies felt good against each other; a perfect blend with the warm still air of Lani's bedroom. Lani closed her eyes and wrapped her arm around Samantha and began massaging her back. Samantha lowered her face to Lani's, closing her eyes as she did kissing her new friend. Lani continued her exploration of Samantha's back while slipping her legs between Samantha's. Both young women enjoyed the kissing, they continued making out for what seemed like hours. Squirming and rubbing their legs together, teasing and giggling between kisses. Their passion building while their hearts raced caused by new and exciting feelings.

Samantha was the first to speak, whispering to Lani.

"Is this at all like you thought it might be?"

Lani looked up at Samantha pausing to think about what to say, her heart was racing and her pussy moist from the anticipation.

"I've been close to feeling like this recently, I enjoyed it very much. No pressure, no expectations, just feeling comfortable and relaxed."

"I'm glad; this is farther than I went with my friend in college. I like being with you, kissing and touching."

Samantha raised herself up from Lani and began sliding her body up and down. Her breasts deliberately brushing Lani's as she slid herself down to Lani's tummy, kissing and licking it then back to her lips where they kissed. Samantha kept repeating this squirming slowly up and down enjoying the feel of Lani under her. The young woman's velvety smooth skin felt much like her own and the sensations she was experiencing reminded her of her college friend not too long ago.

Lani continued massaging Samantha's back moaning with delight as she became more aroused. Her whispered words of encouragement delighted Samantha and had its own effect of making Samantha more excited. Samantha continued her gyrations over Lani licking and kissing the sweet mocha flesh as they both neared their goal of mutual satisfaction. Samantha's thigh continually slipping up and down Lani's increasingly wet pussy was bringing Lani close. The feeling of Lani beneath her was having the same effect on Samantha; the sensual gyrations finally bringing them both to a delightful orgasm.

Lani was the first to shudder she gripped the bed sheets next to her; arching her head back then collapsing. Samantha seeing Lani followed right behind her writhing on top of her. She shuddered a few times then collapsed on top; then rolled next to her. Both girls panting and trying to catch their breath as they each thanked the other.

Samantha spoke first cooing as she did, "That wasn't bad at all, Lani."

"No, that was something I haven't felt in some time."

"Maybe in the morning we can try a more if you feel like it."

"I like the sound of that." Lani raised her arms and looked herself over, smiling.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't look any different, Sam. So I guess being with another girl isn't all that bad."

"You're crazy. Can we get some sleep now?"

"Sure, and thanks for being here, Sam."

"You're welcome and thank you too, you are very sexy, Lani"

They whispered a few more compliments and then each slowly closed their eyes and nodded off. Each satiated and tired.



The House Sitter



I could hear the faint sound of music emanating from behind the door as I made my way down the hallway. Each step brought me closer as the music became louder and louder. I listened intently as I closed in, but could not make out place the song or the band, writing it off as one of the many independent, no-name artists that Laura always listened to. Stepping up to the closed door, I raised my fist and gave the hard wood three sharp raps, hoping the brisk knock was adequate to be heard above the blaring music. A few seconds passed before I raised my hand again to repeat my knock, when the door swung open. 

Before me stood Laura, smiling enthusiastically as she held a glass of wine in one hand as her other moved from the doorknob to rest on her hip in a blatant attempt to strike a provocative pose. 

"Hellooooo," she beamed, flashing me a broad, sexy smile in her usually manor of greeting. 

I smiled back, my eyes quickly drawn downwards to the short, white mini-skirt that barely covered her legs to mid-thigh. As the scanty, provocative garment would have been more at home on a female of smaller proportions, I was surprised to see such an item adorning Laura's soft, curvaceous features. The tight fitting t-shirt she was wearing, however, was more characteristic of her usual style with a plunging neckline that emphasized the cleavage between her substantially large, round breasts. Her dirty blonde hair was fashioned in her usual preference, swept to one side and tucked behind her ear, allowing a few strands to hang down one side of her smiling face. The amorous tone in her voice combined with the rosy hue reddening her blushing cheeks told me that the glass of wine in her hand was not her first of the evening. 

"Hi," I greeted back, my voice raised loud enough to emphasize the volume of the music. 

I stepped into the apartment and closed the door behind me as Laura sauntered off down the hall, motioning for me to follow. The narrow hall soon opened into a moderately sized room which I stepped into just as she was turning down the music. Turning back to me, she smiled, her cute, cherubic face flashing her usual, broad, exuberant grin. 

"Care for a glass of wine?" she offered, her voice taking on a characteristic tone, which although meant to be seductive, usually struck me as more comical than anything else. 

"Sure," I answered with a smile and a nod as I slipped my shoes off, brushing them against the wall with my foot. 

Laura downed the rest of her wine before skipping into the kitchen, her miniskirt bouncing against her thighs. A substantial period of time had passed since our last encounter, but I was nonetheless surprised at her overt display of excitement. In our previous phone conversations I had been given the impression that her interest in me had pretty much passed. After meeting at a bar one night, we had shared a few pleasing encounters before Laura had left for six months in Australia. And although she had been back in town for almost another half year, she had made very little effort to reconnect. In fact, every time I suggested the idea, she had blown me off. That fact made it even more surprising when she had called me up earlier in the evening with an impromptu invitation. 

"So when did you move into the city?" I asked, tilting my head slightly as she bent over to retrieve the bottle of wine from the bottom of the fridge, allowing her tiny skirt to creep up the back of her thick but muscular legs. 

"Oh, I'm still living with my parents," she shouted back, her head still buried in the crowded fridge. 

"Oh," I shot back with a startled expression. "Then whose apartment is this...?" 

As Laura's head popped up above the refrigerator door she shot me a mischievous smile before spinning around and placing the bottle of wine on the counter. My eyes narrowed with suspicion at her ambiguous response. 

"Laura?" I pressed, my curiosity growing as I crossed my arms and rested my shoulder against the wall. "Who's...apartment...it this?" 

"It...belongs to...um...a guy that I know." 

"A guy that you know?" I answered back, my tone growing more accusatory. 

Laura looked back over her shoulder, casting me a guilty, slightly embarrassed look. 

"Yeah...," she continued cautiously as if trying to pick the right words. "A guy that I'm kind of...seeing." 

I let out a brief scoffing laugh as I shook my head. 

"You invited me over to your boyfriend's place?" I asked, as she spun around to face me, a full glass of wine in each hand. 

"Does that bother you?" she asked, pursing her lips together in an adorable pouting expression that forced me to break into a playful smile. 

"No," I answered back, accepting the glass she handed me. "I guess not." 

"Good," she purred in her characteristic 'phone sex voice' as she stepped closer to me, her mischievous, child-like smile fading into an intense, sexy stare. 

Her sparkling blue eyes fixated on mine as she brought the glass to her mouth and took a sip before licking her full, pink lips in a conspicuous attempt at heightening my arousal. 

"As long as he's not coming back anytime soon," I added promptly causing her to break into smile once again. 

"Oh don't worry," she said laughing as she walked past me. "He's out of town for the week. I'm staying here because it's a lot closer to my work." 

I nodded in understanding. Laura lived with her parents in a suburb outside the city, which presented her with the unenviable task of driving over an hour to and from work. 

"Place is kind of small isn't it?" I added, turning to look over the tiny bachelor suite which consisted of one moderately sized room that functioned as both bedroom and living room. 

"Yeah," Laura agreed, sitting down on the bed and crossing her legs allowing her skirt to slide further up her exposed thighs. "I guess rent is pretty high around here." 

Following her lead, I turned and sat on a black leather couch opposite the bed, reclining back as I took a drink. 

"So how was Australia?" I asked, breaking the brief awkward silence with a little light conversation. 

"Oh my god!" Laura exclaimed, her eyes growing wide at my inquiry. "It was amazing!" 

"I bet," I muttered, taking another drink in a futile attempt at catching up to her level of intoxication. 

"Yeah," she continued, sipping from her glass. "I want to go back as soon as possible." 

"Really?" I asked with a grin. "That doesn't have anything to with a 'special someone' down there, does it?

"Maybe...," she answered, looking down with slight embarrassment as her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red. 

"Oh yeah?" I said with a laugh. "Any interesting stories you'd like to share?" 

"Trust me," she countered, tossing her head back to throw a strand of hair out of her eyes. "You don't want to hear about it." 

"Oh I wouldn't be so sure of that," I shot back before taking another drink. "It's okay. I know how girls get when they go on vacation." 

Laura's eyes narrowed at my statement. 

"And just how do girls get?" she asked, leaning forward in anticipation of my response. 

"Come on," I said, fixing my eyes on hers with a knowing glance. "We all know girls get a bit more...promiscuous, when they travel." 

Letting out a guilty laugh, Laura leaned back reaching out to prop herself up with one arm. "Well?" I pressed. "Am I right?" 

"I plead the fifth," she responded, taking a nervous drink from her wine glass, as her eyes darted back and forth in avoidance of my accusatory gaze. 

I decided not to press the issue, but instead sat back, reveling in Laura's apparent discomfort. Although she portrayed an outgoing, flirtatious personality, she had been extremely sexually conservative in our two previous encounters. Secretly, I took immense satisfaction in the hope that she had since broadened her sexual horizons. 

"Nice skirt but the way," I blurted out suddenly, changing the subject of conversation. "I don't think I've ever seen you wear one before." 

"Thanks," she countered with a smile. "I've been wearing them a lot lately." 

"Another welcomed product of your travels abroad?" I asked, growing cockier in my manner of speaking. 

"However did you guess?" she spoke, her face taking on an expression of mock surprise. 

"Did I ever tell you how much I love white mini-skirts?" I asked, feigning seriousness. 

"No," she replied, continuing our jesting banter. "I don't think you did." 

Instead of answering back, I cast Laura a knowing smile, portraying my interest as my eyes drifted back down to her naked legs peeking out from under the meager garment. 

"My friends all hate this skirt," she stated briskly, uncrossing her legs and rising to her feet. 

"Really?" I asked with genuine interest. "Why?" Laura shrugged her shoulders. 

"I don't know," she said. "They just hate the color white." 

"Well, I for one..." I began, raising my glass in salute. "...love white clothing on girls." 

"So does that mean..." she said, taking a few steps towards me. "...you're going to want me to leave it on for the rest of the night?" 

I pondered the question as Laura made her way over to me, her eyes glinting with amorous intent. 

"I guess you can leave it on," I replied, staring up as she stood over me. "As long as everything else comes off." 

Laura's intense, sexual stare softened into a cute smile as she lowered one knee to rest on the couch against my thigh. Moving my legs together, she straddled my lap, sliding into position on top of me as she pressed her hips into mine. She paused momentarily studying my expression intently as she pressed her breasts against my chest purposefully in an attempted tease. I maintained my composure and awaited her next move. 

A few agonizing seconds later, her lips were pressed against mine as Laura aggressively grabbed the back of my head and pushed her warm, wet tongue into my accepting mouth. I could taste the wine on her lips as she closed her eyes and kissed me with increasing passion. With one hand precariously gripping my wineglass, I moved my other to her lower back before gradually migrating downwards. Her massive, ample tits heaved against me as she moaned into my mouth and grasped with clutching fingers at my hair. Slipping my hand under her skirt I felt her bare skin before finding the thin string comprising her skimpy panties. As I traced the outline of her underwear it gradually disappeared between the fleshy cheeks of her ass, my finger sliding down the silky smooth string. 

"Mmmm," she purred, wiggling her ass against my exploring hand as she pulled her lips from mine. "Let's move this over to the bed." 

"You mean your boyfriend's bed?" I asked with a cocky smirk, as Laura smiled in response. 

Leaning back in, she planted her soft lips against my neck sucking gently before moving up to nibble at my earlobe. 

"Why?" she gasped softly into my ear. "Don't you want to fuck me on my boyfriend's bed?"

Laura's tantalizing words brought a smile to my face as I closed my eyes, feeling my dick expanding in my pants. Turning my head I brought my eyes in line with hers locked intensely in a sensual gaze as I responded. 

"I'd love to fuck you in your boyfriend's bed." Giving me one more quick peck on the lips, Laura crawled off me grinning intently as she quaffed back the remaining contents of her glass. I followed her lead and finished my drink as well, standing up as she stepped back away from me. 

"Hey," she said, as if an idea had just entered her mind. "Want to watch a porno?" 

"Uhhh," I stammered, surprised at Laura's out of character request. "Yeah, sure. I guess." 

"Okay," she beamed her face lighting up with a child-like excitement. "I think there's a bunch on the computer. Have a look and pick something." 

"Okay," I answered, as Laura turned and hurried off down the hall towards the bathroom. "Any requests?" 

"Something dirty," she shot back, casting me a provocative glance over her shoulder. 

I shook my head with amazement as I made my way over to the desk that held a laptop computer. I had never thought Laura would be into watching porn movies, but I was beginning to realize that her little trip to Australia had changed her more than I had previously thought. As I sat down I noticed the computer was connected to the big screen TV in the corner of the room, so that it was able to display any movie that was played on the laptop. Leaning over to turn on the TV, it soon flashed to life, showing an exact representation of the computer screen. 

Locating a file on the desktop labeled 'movies' I clicked on the icon opening up to display a wide variety of movies, although none seemed to be of the pornographic variety. Scrolling down, I scanned the titles looking for any that struck me as particularly 'dirty' as per Laura's request. Located at the very bottom was a nondescript looking file labeled simply 'L'. For some reason it peaked my interest and felt inclined to open it. A quick double click later and the icon opened to reveal a single video file. I then clicked 'play' and a window opened as the clip began. 

At first I was confused. The video showed a still scene of a small room focusing on a large bed with a green bedspread. It took me a moment before I realized that the room in the video was the room I was sitting in. I looked over my shoulder at the bed behind me, then back to the computer. I noticed, sitting atop the screen, was a webcam tilted towards the bed. My eyes widened as it all started to make sense. 

The video cut out and then back in, now showing two people lying on the bed making out. I realized quickly that one of the figures was Laura, completely naked except for a pair of skimpy black panties clinging tightly to her curvy hips. The other, I could only assume, was her boyfriend. 

"What the fuck?"

I was startled by Laura's surprised voice as she re-entered the room to see herself displayed half naked across the large TV in the corner of the room. 

I turned to acknowledge her with a smile as she stepped towards me, her eyes glued intently to the screen. 

"You have been naughty," I teased, turning back to the salacious scene. 

"Oh, I wasn't the one being naughty," she returned, standing over me. "I had no idea Matt recorded us."

"Really?" I asked, watching as the pair on the screen began stripping off their remaining clothing. 

I kept waiting for Laura to shut off the video, but to my surprise she remained motionless, her attention fixed on the TV as she watched herself proceed to treat her boyfriend to an enthusiastic blowjob. It was odd watching her lips sliding up and down some other guy's dick, but for some reason it was turning me on. 

"Are there any more of these on here?" she asked with curious concern. 

"I don't know," I answered. "This was the only one I found." 

"Well, see if there are any more on there. I don't want any videos of me appearing on the internet."

"Be my guest," I said, standing up and relinquishing my control over the computer. "I'm going to get another drink."

Laura quickly sat down and took hold of the mouse. To my dismay, she shut down the video and began frantically searching the computer for other homemade recordings that may have been taken without her knowledge. I made a quick trip to the bathroom before returning and pouring myself another glass of wine. 

"Oh...my...god!" Laura blurted out, causing me to hurry back to the computer. 

In a file labeled deceptively as 'Journal Articles' she had uncovered a number of video files, each titled with the name of a different girl. I chuckled quietly as she began flipping through the files, previewing each one.

"Seems like your boyfriend is a bit of a player," I said with a laugh, as Laura opened the last file. 

"Yeah...," she began before stopping suddenly as an image appeared on the screen. "What the...?

"What?" I asked, glancing at her stunned expression, then back to the screen which showed her boyfriend on the bed with a skinny dark haired girl. 

"His shirt...," she muttered, her voice trailing off as she continued staring intently. "He...bought that shirt last week."

"Yeah, so...," I started to blurt out before I realized what she was saying. "Oh!"

"That...son...of...a...bitch."

A moment of awkward silence followed as I struggled to find the appropriate words to say. "He fucking cheated on me! He cheated on me and videotaped it." 

"Well, to be fair...," I reasoned, amused by the situation. "You were just about to fuck me in his bed."

Laura slowly turned her head to look up at me as her angry, stunned expression gradually transformed into an intentful, mischievous smile. 

"Oh, I'm still going to fuck you in his bed," she said, reverting back to her sultry, sexy voice. "In fact...I think I'm going to fuck you in his shower and in his kitchen...,"

As she spoke, Laura stood up and gently began pushing me back towards the bed, her face beaming with the lustful anticipation of an impending revenge fuck. As the back of my thighs came in contact with bed, I fell back, holding my glass aloft to prevent it from spilling. 

"Ummm...," I stammered, looking over at the television which was still prominently displaying the image of Laura's boyfriend's infidelity. "Are you going to leave that on?" "Huh?" she asked with a puzzled look before glancing back at the TV. "Oh. Yeah, I guess I should turn that off."

"Actually," I called out as Laura turned and skipped back to the computer. "Why don't you put your video back on?" 

Slowly turning to me, I smiled as she cast me an exaggerated open mouthed surprised expression. 

"Now who's the dirty one?" Laura teased before turning back to the computer. 

I just laughed as she shut off the current video, bending over the desk as she searched the computer. I tilted my head downward, trying to sneak another peek as her little white skirt slipped up the back of her bare thighs. 

"This is what you want to see?" she asked as the image of herself and her boyfriend once again appeared on the large television screen in the corner of the room. 

I nodded as I finished the rest of my wine and placed the empty glass on a nearby shelf. Laura's eyes remained fixed on mine as she sauntered towards me, staring seductively as she closed the distance with each step. 

"You want to watch me getting fucked?"she pressed, staring down at me as she pushed my legs apart with her spreading knees. 

"Actually...," I began, motioning over to the television. "That doesn't look like you're getting fucked." 

Laura glanced back to see the image of herself nestled in between Matt's legs with her lips sliding ups and down his fully erect dick. 

"No, it doesn't," she agreed, letting her eyes linger for a brief moment before turning back to me with a mischievous smile. "Well, then...Do you like watching me suck my boyfriend's cock?" I couldn't help but grin widely at Laura's blatant sexual comment. 

"Well, I'd like it better if I you were doing it to me," I said, leaning back in expectation. With a quick and knowing glance down at my crotch, she smiled before lowering herself down to her knees. My dick was already pulsing as she reached out and unzipped my pants, captivating me with her sexy smile as her slender hands began undressing me. Pulling my jeans down my legs, her eyes brightened as she noticed my underwear slowly expanding over my growing bulge. 

"Hmmm," she hummed with a widening smile as she quickened her pace, tugging my underwear down as I lifted my hips in assistance. 

My cock sprang free and fell against my stomach with a 'slap' as Laura tossed my boxers aside and moved in with eager hands. Wrapping her fingers around my shaft, she lifted my dick and pressed my swollen head against her soft, inviting lips. As her smiling lips slowly parted, she looked into my eyes as she slipped my pulsing cock into her warm, wet mouth. Feeling her tongue sliding down the underside of my dick, I let out a subtle moan as she took me in, wrapping her lips around me. Laura's eyes closed and she gripped my dick with a steady hand as she descended, her soft pink lips sliding down before pulling back, leaving my shaft glistening with a spit-soaked sheen. 




The House Sitter



It was slightly odd and strangely erotic, as my eyes darted back and forth between the image of Laura on the TV and the slightly more tangible view before me as she began taking my dick deeper and deeper into her pleasing mouth with each bob of her head. 

"Mmm, you have a nice cock," Laura complimented, running her tongue across her palm before stroking her wet hand up my pole. 

"Thanks," I answered as her fingers grazed along my bare thigh before cradling my balls with a gentle squeeze. 

Lifting my legs to place my feet flat on the mattress I continued watching intently as my dick disappeared past her luscious, pink lips. Complimenting her pleasing blowjob, she began rotating her wrist as her hand slid up and down from the base of my cock. Squeezing my balls a little harder, Laura pulled away again to glance back at the TV. The image now showed her nestled between her boyfriend's legs, her head dipped low as she lapped at his balls with long, wet licks. "Do you want me to lick your balls like that?" she asked, looking at me with narrowed eyes as she firmly gripped my shaft with her slowly pumping hand. 

"Yes," I gasped, as she laid my cock down against my stomach and lowered her head with a smile. 

A second later I felt her tantalizing little pink tongue teasing my sensitive sac with wriggling licks. I moaned in encouragement and her mouth opened to accept my swollen balls as she sucked tenderly, bathing them in warm saliva. Again her hand resumed stroking my dick as Laura's tongue trailed over my balls and back up the underside of my shaft. As she took my length back into her mouth the deliberate strokes of her hand increased in speed, repeatedly butting against her lips which were firmly locked under the head of my swollen cock. 

"You better slow down," I warned, reaching down stop her relentless, rhythmical stroking. "You're going to make me cum." 

"What's the matter?" she asked, smiling as she pulled her lips from my twitching cock. "You don't want to cum in my mouth?" 

"I'd love to cum in your mouth," I answered, taking a deep breath. "I just really want to fuck you first."

"Oh yeah?" she responded, rising to her feet and casting me a villainous glare. "And just how would you like to fuck me?"

Propping myself up on my elbows, I smirked as I looked her up and down. 

"Actually," I continued as she awaited my answer, standing with hands on hips. "I was hoping to return the favor. 

Laura's eyebrows instantly rose with interest.

"Oh?" she said in innocently as she reached down and began to pull her skirt up in a tantalizing attempt at peaking my desire. "You...want...this?"

I nodded. 

As her skirt slid up her thighs, the fabric of her silky white panties briefly came into view. I awaited further revealing as she teased me by turning her back to me and pulling her skirt up over her voluptuous ass cheeks. Looking back over her shoulder at my expectant face, she smiled. 

"Shirt," she said bluntly. "Off." 

I followed her order obediently, pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it aside as Laura eyed my naked body with blatant desire. Staring with an intense glare she slid her hands up the sides of her legs and pushed her underwear down her legs. Inching my way back onto the bed, I laid back and watched as she crawled onto the king sized mattress towards me. 

"I want...," she said softly as she planted a gentle kiss on my upper thigh. "...to hear..."

I swallowed hard, feeling her warm breath on my stomach as she kissed her way up my body, her supple lips touching my shivering skin in between words. 

"...you say it."

"Say what?" I asked, as she straddled my chest, staring down at me as her blonde hair hung around her smiling face. 

Since she was still wearing her skirt I could not see anything, although I could feel the moist warmth from her naked pussy on my bare skin as she dragged herself up my torso. 

"I want to hear you tell me...what you want to do." 

I looked up at Laura as she gripped the headboard, bracing herself as she began slowly grinding her hips into my chest. 

"I want..." I gasped as I felt her raise herself off of my body, crouching above my face. "...to eat your pussy." 

Laura planted her feet on either side of my head, hovering above me as I agonizingly awaited her descent onto my eager tongue. As she lowered herself, the short, white skirt veiled my face, cutting off all visibility as the warm of her flushed, pink pussy came to rest on my waiting mouth. Parting my lips, my tongue slipped out to delve its way inside her as she rested her knees on either side of my head. I could hear her moaning in appreciation of my wriggling tongue as her wet pussy drooled fluid down onto my lips.

"Awww," Laura moaned as she gently began grinding herself into my face. "Now you can't watch me getting fucked on the TV. 

I responded by clamping my lips around her little, engorged clit and sucking, sending a pleasurable pulse through her swaying body. Reaching back, she cupped my balls in her hand and gave me an appreciative squeeze before gliding her fingers up the underside of my twitching dick. The feeling her soft hand exploring my naked body increased my desire and sucked harder as she rocked back and forth atop my face. 

"Mmmmm," she purred. "I want you inside me so fucking bad right now." 

Reaching down, Laura lifted the front of her skirt and smiled down into my eyes as I continued tonguing her delicious pink slit. "Do you want to fuck me?" she asked, staring down at me as her honey blonde hair fell about her beaming face. 

"Mmmhmm," was all I could manage to say with her wet pussy still pressed firmly against my busy lips. 

Still straddling my face, she then pulled off her shirt and bra, unleashing her bountifully round tits before rising up and away from my tiring tongue. Lying back on the bed, Laura spread her legs invitingly as I sat up, giving my dick a few slow, preliminary strokes in preparation. 

Pulling my eyes away from her luscious, glistening hole I glanced at the TV screen which now showed Laura on her back with her legs up over Matt's shoulders as he fucked her with long, hard thrusts. She quickly looked back and smiled before turning her eyes again to me, exchanging a lingering, obvious stare. 

"Do you want me to fuck you like that?" I asked, rising to my knees and inching my way towards her outspread legs. 

Laura bit her bottom lip and nodded as she massaged her tiny pink clit with two fingers in a rhythmical, circular motion. Licking my hand, I then coated my quivering shaft with warm spittle as I moved into place. I squeezed my cock around the base, holding it steady as a small bead of transparent precum appeared from the tiny hole in the swollen, purple head. As I guided my dick into her warm, fleshy opening, she closed her eyes and let out a shudder of pleasure, feeling herself being filled by my turgid, pulsing cock. My dick easily glided inside her, lubricated by the juices of her arousal which coated my shaft with every stroke. With the length of my cock fully embedded, Laura's eyes opened back up, revealing a glazed-over look of complete, impassioned lust. I laid down atop her, feeling her large, soft breasts press against my bare chest as I pushed my cock deep inside her, grinding my hips against hers. Her mouth opened with a brief gasp before I covered her open lips with mine, feeling her hot little tongue immediately thrusting inside. I felt her nails scraping down my back before digging into the muscular flesh of my tensed ass, imploring me to fuck her harder. Scooping her legs up with my arms, I placed them on my shoulders, lifting her hips up off the bed as I drove my dick deep inside her. The new position allowed me to thrust even deeper and I increased the force as my thighs slapped loudly against her quivering ass cheeks. 

In between forceful strokes, I caught glimpses of the TV, which now portrayed Laura on all fours being fucked from behind. The site of her in the sexy, submissive position almost brought me to climax and I was forced to cease my savage thrusting, slowing to a series of slow, deep gyrations. 

"Doggy style huh?" I exclaimed, watching the screen with renewed interest. "I thought you didn't like to do it that way." 

Laura let out a quiet giggle as she craned her neck back to view the TV. The first time we had had sex, I attempted the position, but she had politely refused, stating that it 'took away all emotion from sex.'

"Actually," she began, turning her face to mine. "It's my favorite now." 

"Oh, really?" I asked, looking down at her with an intentful smile. 

"Uh huh. Do you want to do me that way?" "Yes," I answered promptly. 

A second later, I pulled my dick from Laura's dripping wet pussy and knelt with patient satisfaction as she rolled over and presented herself to me on all fours with her back arched seductively. I eyed her luscious backside hungrily as I moved closer, placing one hand on her lower back as I guided my dripping cockhead to her swollen, pink slit. After sliding my dick up and down, gathering moisture, I pierced her puffy lips and slid back into the welcoming confines of her warm, wet hole. 

Laura let out a long, gentle sigh as she lowered her face to the bed, her spine arching more as she pushed her ass back into my stomach. With my dick fully embedded within the soft, wet walls of her succulent cunt, I grasped lasciviously at her curvy cheeks as my hips butted repeatedly into her ass. 

"So you like getting fucked like this?" I asked, prompting her to engage in the dirty talk I had been longing to hear from her sweet lips. 

"Yes," Laura gasped as her body lurched forward with each thrust. "I love it. It makes me feel...dirty."

I smiled at her answer and continued pummeling her dripping pussy with increasingly forceful strikes. I could feel my arousal growing exponentially as a bead of sweat appeared at my brow. Pushing her ass cheeks apart lewdly, I gazed down at her tiny pink asshole as my cock slammed into her with unremitting, wet thrusts. As my eyes rose from her shaking body and fell once more upon the TV screen, I was once again surprised at what I saw. While he fucked Laura from behind, Matt had slipped a finger into her ass and was sliding it in and out as she bucked her hips back against him. In our previous encounters, Laura had always rebuffed any attempt at anal play with vehement resolve. She was continuing to surprise and impress me with her newfound sexually adventurous nature. 

Meanwhile, my arousal was reaching a state of climax and I could feel my entire body tingling with orgasmic anticipation. To prevent myself from prematurely spewing cum into Laura's irresistible hole, I slowed myself, carefully sliding in and out with long, gentle strokes. 

"Don't slow down!" she chided, pushing her ass back against me. "I'm almost there." 

"I'm going to cum soon," I warned as my throbbing cock remained buried inside her, begging for release. 

"So do it," she ordered adamantly. "Just keep fucking me." 

Complying with her determined request, I wiped the sweat from my brow and resumed my feverish pace, filling the room with the sensual sounds of our bodies colliding with carnal intensity. Laura tensed and let out a high pitched, incomprehensible squeal as I felt the ecstatic sensation of pleasure ripple through my pelvis. As the feeling overcame me, I moaned with release and clenched my teeth as the fervid pace of my thrusting rose to a crescendo before ceasing suddenly as my cock pulsed and blasted the inside of her waiting pussy with a barrage of unseen fluid. As Laura felt the sensation of my hot seed rushing into her quivering body, she pushed back one final time as her submissive form spasmed with blissful elation. 

"Fuuccccccckkkkk...," she squealed, her feminine shriek trailing off as her shuddering body gradually relaxed and she slipped down into a fully lying position, my wet dick sliding easily from her dripping, moist pussy. 

Panting heavily, she rolled over, a satisfied smile plastered across her flushed, contented face. 

"Come here," she said softly, beckoning me with a curl of her finger. 

Crawling beside her splayed out body, I leaned in and kissed her as she brought a hand up to stroke her fingers down the back of my neck. As our lips parted, I looked up to see the video had ended. 

"Aww," I pouted, staring absently at the empty TV screen. "I missed the cumshot." 

Laura let out a surprised laugh. 

"I don't think you missed anything special," she said with a giggling smile. 

"Oh really?" I replied with a jestful grin. "No facial?" 

Again she laughed, obviously finding the sarcasm in my obscene comment. 

"No. No facial," she replied, sitting up and pushing her tangled hair out of her face. "Not that he hasn't tried." 

"O yeah? And you didn't let him?" 

"Nope," she said bluntly, shaking her head with conviction. "It's a little too degrading for me."

"Well, I guess you're not such a dirty girl after all," I teased, reaching for my strewn clothing. 

"Oh yeah?" she snapped back as she snatched my underwear from my hand. "Is that a challenge?" 

"Maybe..."I responded ambiguously. "So...what else did you hold back from your poor little boyfriend?" 

"Anal," she answered simply, causing me to raise my eyebrows in interest. "He wanted my ass soooo bad." 

"And so why didn't you let him have it?" I asked, grabbing my boxer briefs back from her unsuspecting hands. 

"I don't know," she said quietly, blushing slightly as she looked away. "Same reason I guess." 

"Too degrading?" 

"Yeah. I've heard how most guys talk about girls that they've..."

"Fucked in the ass," I offered bluntly, completing her statement. 

"Yes," she agreed with a chuckle. "Fucked in the ass. And...I don't know. They treat it like it's some kind of...prize. Like it was something they had to trick the girl into doing." 

"And you've never wanted to try it?"

"I've thought about it," she admitted. "I even considered doing it with Matt. He's been begging me for weeks. Now I'm glad I didn't though." 

"But you let him stick his finger in your ass," I retorted, more as a question than an accusation. 

"Oh, you noticed that," she said with a slightly embarrassed smile, referring to the video. "I didn't think you did." 

"Oh, I noticed," I said, pulling my underwear on over my flaccid cock. "I think that's what made me cum so soon." 

"Oh really?" she said, standing up, dressed only in the meager, white mini skirt still hanging down to her upper thighs. 

"Yep."

"And you didn't want to stick your finger up my ass?" she asked seductively, casting me a mischievous glance over her shoulder. 

I just watched as she flipped the back of her skirt up, teasing me with a brief glimpse of her amply round ass before walking away from the bed. 

"Ugh," she groaned, running her hands through her tangled hair. "I'm all sweaty. I think I need a shower." 

As she walked towards the bathroom, she unfastened her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. 

"How about you?" she asked, not even looking back. "Do you need a shower?" 

I felt the blood begin to rush into my cock once again as Laura made her way down the short hallway and disappeared into the bathroom, leaving the door open. I waited for a moment as I heard the sound of running water, before standing up and following.  

Peeling my underwear off, I tossed them aside as I entered the bathroom. I pulled the plastic curtain aside and stepped into the shower behind Laura, pressing my body into hers. She sighed as I embraced her from behind, kissing her neck with my semi-rigid dick nestled in between her soft, wet ass cheeks. Laura tilted her head to the side and closed her eyes with pleasure as the steamy, hot water cascaded over our naked, wet bodies. 

"So did you enjoy fucking me on my boyfriend's bed?" she asked, as I brought my hands up to cradle each of her heavy, ample breasts. 

"Mmmm, definitely," I answered, squeezing her fleshy globes as my lips planted sensual kisses over her soft, wet skin. "Did you enjoy getting fucked on your boyfriend's bed?" 

"Oh yes," she exclaimed, reaching back to urge me closer. 

Her sexy words combined with the feeling of her voluptuous body against mine sent a renewed surge of blood coursing through my dick as it pulsed with each beat of my heart. Leaving one hand to continue groping her large, round breast, my other hand slipped down her stomach, migrating southwards. Brazenly, Laura placed her hand on mine and guided it forcefully between her legs. 

"Did you like cumming in my pussy?" she asked, her wet body writhing against mine as my fingers found her soft, flushed lips. 

"I did," I answered with a whisper as I sucked her earlobe while my fingers wiggled their way past her puffy, pink lips and slipped easily into her recently fucked cunt. "I would have rather cum in your mouth though." 

"Mmmm, well we do have all night?" she cooed. 

As we continued our sexy banter, I released her breast and discretely moved my hand to her ass, giving a firm squeeze before slipping my fingers into the cleft between her alluring, spherical cheeks. 

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked with a sensual, sultry tone. 

"You told me I could," I countered in defense as my eager fingers delved deeper between the fleshy, wet cheeks of her ass. 

"Oh no I didn't," she teased, spinning around to face me with a lurid, lustful glare. "I asked you if you wanted to stick your finger in my ass."

I smiled as Laura continued staring, her expression unwavering. 

"Do you?" she continued, pressing her lips against mine before pulling me close and whispering into my ear. "Do you want to stick your finger in my ass?"

"Yes," I gasped as Laura's lip curled into a lascivious smile. 

Lifting her leg, she placed a foot on the edge of the bathtub as she reached back and pulled her cheek aside in an immodest invitation. I stepped forward, pressing my erect cock into her stomach as I reached behind her and slid my finger down her crack as the water from the shower peppered her backside. Again, she planted her lips on mine, this time thrusting her tongue forcefully into my mouth as my fingertip grazed over her tightly closed ring. Laura moaned into my mouth, while I traced her asshole with small, circular motions, gradually applying increasing pressure until I felt her taut, muscular ring give way to my pushing finger. 

"How does it feel?" she asked in a breathy, lustful tone as she began grinding her pussy against my bare thigh. "Does my ass feel nice and tight?" 

"Yes," I answered, forcing my finger deeper into her tiny hole. 

"I bet you want to fuck my ass don't you?" 

"Yes," I repeated, staring into her big brown eyes. "Do...you...want me to fuck your ass?"

Laura bit her lip as her tight little asshole pulsed around my wriggling finger. 

"Yeah...," she said tentatively, with a cute, child-like smile. "I think I do."

I could no longer withhold my excitement as I grinned with exuberance. Laura returned my excited expression with one of her own before kissing me deeply as I pushed my finger deeper into her clenching hole. As she pressed her body into mine, she pulled her mouth away and hissed into my ear. 

"I think we should record it."

"What?" I answered with surprise, before I realized what Laura had in mind. 

"With the computer," she explained. "Let's give Matt a little payback." 

"Ooooh, you're evil," I exclaimed, astonished at Laura's devious suggestion, my arousal growing by the second. "Let's do it. But first..."

With that, I forcefully spun Laura around as she let out a startled yelp, bracing herself against the wall with outstretched hands. Dropping to my knees, I pulled her hips back towards me as I buried my face between her lusciously thick cheeks. 




The House Sitter



"What are you...?" she began, obviously surprised as I pushed my face into her ass. "Oh my fucking god!"

Laura arched her back and howled with pleasure as she felt my tongue stabbing at her tightly clenched little pink knot. The warm water streamed down her arched back and flowed over my face as I pressed my lips into her butt, planting a deep kiss on her little pink asshole. Her initial reluctance quickly melted away under the talented thrusting of my eager tongue as I lewdly licked and sucked at her ass with unrestrained abandon. 

"That feels so fucking good," she exclaimed, reaching back and clutching at my hair as she pulled my face into her bountiful backside. 

"Just wait until you feel my dick in your ass," I promised, gliding my tongue between her cheeks and up to her lower back as I covered her skin with kisses. 

"Let's do it. Now," she ordered, overcome with lust as she stepped out of the shower, leaving me kneeling on the hard, wet surface with the water pelting me in the face. 

I took a couple more minutes to wash away the remnants of our previous session before turning the shower off and stepping out of the tub. I dried myself off before wrapping the towel around my waist and walking back out into the main room. As I reappeared, Laura was bent over the desk preparing the computer's camera to capture our next sexual escapade. She was still completely naked with the exception of a pair of underwear.

"Okay, I think it's just about ready," she said as I stepped up behind her, eyeing her ass with keen anticipation. "Go get on the bed." 

I turned and walked over to the bed, taking my towel of and tossed it on the floor. 

"Do you have any lube?" I asked. 

"Umm, yeah. Check the little drawer in the bedside table." 

I slid the drawer open and peered inside. Among the fuzzy handcuffs and numerous condoms was a small bottle of lubricant which I grabbed and placed on the table. 

"Ready?" She asked, tying her hair back in a ponytail. "I'm going to turn it on." 

I nodded and lay back on the bed, absently stroking my dick in preparation. Laura gave me one more impish glance before setting the webcam to record. 

"Hi baby," she greeted cheerfully as she smiled into the camera. "I found your little video collection. So I thought I'd make a special video for you. I hope you like it." 

With that, she turned and sauntered towards me, beaming with satisfaction. At first, I felt a little awkward with our every move being recorded, but I soon found my concentration drawn to Laura as she crawled onto the bed towards me. As the camera recorded, our actions were displayed prominently on the TV screen giving me an erotic view Laura from two sides. As she crawled up the large bed towards me, my eyes shifted back and forth from her lustful face to the screen which showed an enticing view of her luscious, round ass. 

"I want to suck your cock first," she stated indelicately with her eyes fixed intently on mine. "I want him to see me with your dick in my mouth."

I nodded in agreement as I lazily stroked my growing cock in preparation of the impending sensation of being welcomed back into the inviting confines of her warm, wet lips. Laura moved her body perpendicular to mine, giving the camera a clear view as she lowered her face into my lap. I relinquished the grip on my shaft as her soft lips parted around my bulging tip. She turned her head away from me as she slowly descended, looking straight at the camera as my dick enlarged in her mouth. As her head bobbed up and down my wet shaft, my hand slid along the surface of her back before slipping under the taut waistband of her little black panties. 

"Mmmm," she purred around my cock as she felt my adventurous fingers delving between her luscious cheeks. 

My fingers searched out her tiny asshole, which tightened reflexively at my probing touch. I stroked over the surface of the little crinkled opening as Laura's mouth continued gliding up and down. As my fingertip wriggled its way past her contracted, muscular ring, her oral intensity increased and she moaned appreciatively around my cock. As good as her lips and tongue felt, I couldn't wait to experience the ecstatic sensation of her virgin asshole stretched around my dick. 

"I want your ass," I stated firmly. "Now." Laura smiled as she let my cock slip free of her busy lips.

"How do you want me?" she asked, her face portraying a look of child-like enthusiasm. 

"Whatever you want," I answered as I reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube. "It's your first time."

"Hmmm," she pondered, sitting back and pulling her panties down her legs. "From behind I think. I want him to see me on my hands and knees. It seems the most...slutty." 

I nodded in agreement as I knelt on the soft mattress, drizzling lubricant into my open palm. Laura rolled over onto her knees and pushed her ass out invitingly as she reached between her legs, gently massaging her tiny pink asshole. She turned her head to smile back at me as I moved closer, coating my dick with the clear, slick liquid. 

"Mmmm," I moaned, watching intently as her finger lightly caressed her ass with slow, circular movements. "I love watching you play with yourself like that."

Laura let out a shy giggle as I opened the bottle and dribbled some lubricant down into the cleft of her ass, watching with delight as it trickled down over her hole around her moving finger. Her perfect pink asshole soon took on a glistening sheen under the tip of her wet finger, increasing my desire to an unsurpassed level. 

"Mmmm," she sighed, dipping the tip of her middle finger into her alluring, untouched hole. "This makes me feel so dirty." 

"Ready?" I asked, eager to sink my throbbing cock into her wet, willing ass. 

"Uh huh," she whimpered, bracing herself for the upcoming defilement of her most private orifice. 

As she felt the tip of my bulging dick butting up against the surface of her half-buried finger, Laura withdrew her digit, clearing the path for the impending anal violation. With my hands trembling with excitement, I pressed my dick against her tightly closed hole. I watched my fleshy helmet bulge under the increasing pressure until her tiny, reluctant ring slowly gave way. After a few agonizing seconds of careful pushing, the bulbous head of my dick quickly slipped inside before her asshole clenched around the end of my shaft. 

"Ugh," she groaned as she felt her anus penetrated by the end of my pulsating cock. 

I gave her a few moments to relax and allow her ass to acclimatize to the sensation of having her delicate hole stretched around my thick shaft. Seeing the scene being played out on the large TV screen only increased my arousal and I promptly resumed pushing, watching as my length slowly disappeared into her shuddering body. Laura turned her face to view the screen as well, smiling as she saw herself bent over with my cock in her ass. 

"Ooooooh," she purred, reaching back with both hands to shamelessly spread her cheeks. "It looks so nasty."

"Do you like it?" I asked, stabbing back and forth with short, gentle strokes. "Does it make you feel dirty?"

"Yes."

"Does it make you feel...degraded?"

"Yes! I love it. Degrade me. Use me. Make me your dirty little anal whore. Show my boyfriend what he's missing by cheating on me." 

Smiling in response to her dirty words, I increased the force of my thrusting as her pulsating asshole hugged my plunging cock with every stroke. As my hips butted against Laura's ass, her voluptuous flesh quivered with every strike. Gradually, her body began to sink into the bed, pushed downwards under the force of my driving thrusts. My hands came to rest on either side of her head and I pressed the length of my body against hers, my dick deeply sheathed in her tightly gripping asshole. 

"Your ass feels so fucking good," I hissed into her ear as I wriggled my hips, my cock snaking its way farther into the depths of her hungry ass. 

Laura pushed her lush, juicy ass back up into me as she arched her back seductively. As I walked my hands back up into a kneeling position, I remained static as she proceeded to rock back and forth, gliding her tightly stretched butthole up the length of my slippery shaft. 

"Mmmm," she purred as she fucked my dick with smooth, gliding movements. "Do you like ass-fucking me on my boyfriend's bed?" 

"Yes," I gasped, placing a hand on her lower back as I guided her along the shimmering length of my meaty pole. "Although, I think you're fucking me right now."

Laura giggled as she lifted herself back up into a quadruped position. 

"Fuck me harder," she offered, bracing herself with shaking arms. 

"Oh yeah?" I asked, treating her to a quick, forceful jab. "Like that?" 

"Yessssss," she whimpered blissfully. "Just like that. I want you to pound my fucking asshole."

Again my hips struck savagely into her ass with a violent 'smack' as her body lurched forward and a pleased sigh escaped her open lips. 

"Fuck yes," she exclaimed, panting with arousal as she gave herself over to the growing lust. "Use me! Make me your slutty little whore!"

Again I drove myself deep inside her clenching ass, my rhythm increasing with each thrust. "Beg for it," I stated firmly as my balls slapped against her swollen pussy lips. 

"Please!" she seethed through tightly clenched teeth. "Use me like a whore. Take it. Take my ass. It's yours." 

"Say it louder," I ordered, pulling her shuddering body back onto my cock. "Say it so your boyfriend can hear it." 

Laura turned back to the camera and grinned with malicious intent. 

"My ass is yours!" she howled loud enough for the microphone to pick up her screams of arousal. "Please make me your dirty, fucking anal whore!"

As the room filled with the lustful moans and the sound of Laura's desperate pleading, I felt my balls tighten with sensation of impending orgasm. 

"Do you want me to cum in your ass?" I asked, slowing slightly to prevent climax. 

"No!" she answered forcefully. "I want you to cum on my face." 

I smiled, increasingly impressed by the depths of Laura's vengeful desires. Not only had she allowed me to violate the one orifice on her body that she had refused to her boyfriend, but she now wanted me to cover her face with cum in an attempt to maximize his humiliation. 

"I want him to see," she continued, panting heavily. "I want him to see you degrade me on his own bed." 

I felt a tingling sensation ripple through my body. 

"I want Matt to see his girlfriend's face covered in cum."

My balls tightened and my muscles tensed.

"I want him to see you degrade me..."

My fingers dug into her supple cheeks, forming white, bloodless marks on her soft skin. 

"Please degrade me. Cum on my fucking face!" 

With that, I pulled my slick cock from Laura's ravaged asshole and began pumping with unrestrained fury. As she felt her ass empty, she immediately spun around, presenting her face as a shameless target for my approaching orgasm. 

"Yessss," she hissed quietly as she closed her eyes and smiled as the first streams of thick, white cum landed lewdly across her blissful face. 

I groaned with release, grasping my pulsing dick in my shaking fist as the viscous liquid spurted forth, spattering her face with a barrage of sticky droplets. As the last bead of cum dangled precariously from my tip, she flicked her tongue out and lapped up the stray droplet, tasting it with satisfied delight. 

As I collapsed back onto the bed with exhaustion, Laura stood up and made her way over to the webcam. Leaning into the computer, providing a close-up of her cum-covered, smiling face, she paused for a moment before speaking. 

"Hey baby," she said cheerfully as she addressed her boyfriend. "I hope you enjoyed the video." 

With that, she blew a kiss, flashed one more sexy smile and turned the camera off. She then took a moment to replace the video file of her and Matt with the one we had just recorded. 

"Well, that will show him not to mess with me," she said contentedly as she turned back to me with hands on hips. 

I smiled and shook my head in amazement. 

"Remind me to never get on your bad side," I said with a laugh. 

The End