0 comments/ 65076 views/ 6 favorites A Night Out By: Lil-Brandi It was early that Saturday morning when I awoke to the dreadfully loud ringing of the phone, on the other end I heard the overly excited and chipper voice of my best friend Lisa. "Good morning sleepy head" she said, "I'm on my way over to your house to drag your ass outta bed." Oh great I thought, looking at the clock through half-closed eyes "only 8:35". I had been up until about 2:00 this morning after a date with a guy and with only six hours sleep, the affects of that night had not worn off yet. I said to Lisa, "ok, I'm getting up right now". I hung up the phone quickly and turned my legs out of the covers for my feet to meet the floor. It was cold outside, being December, and chilly in the house compared to the warmth of my waterbed. I felt the cold air rush up my warm legs and give me Goosebumps. I stood up and the cool air quickly encircled my entire naked body, I felt my nipples harden, and I shivered slightly as I walked across the room to get my robe. I stopped briefly and went to the two huge French doors, which lead from my bedroom out onto a huge deck outside. I parted the curtains wide. The morning light shone in and I squinted my early morning eyes to fend off the bright light until I could adjust. It was a gray day...lots of clouds, and frost was covering everything the air had touched. I watched as a few stray snowflakes danced their way to earth. I opened the curtains wider and stood totally naked looking out for the entire world to see me if they had a chance. Of course no one had a view of my deck, that's where I would walk out on early summer mornings before getting dressed, loving the feeling of the fresh days air enveloping my nakedness and where I would tan endlessly, thrilled that I would have no tan lines. But this morning, there was no way my naked body was going to get even close to that outside world. I turned and headed for my bathroom, I started the shower and the hot water quickly developed a thick steam in the cool room, I disrobed. I glanced at myself in the mirror and smiled to myself at the sight before entering the fully glass shower stall. The water felt so good, so hot. It caressed my tired skin, kneaded my breasts and stomach, and tickled slightly as it ran down the length of my legs. I breathed deeply, as I felt the heat pour between my legs and touch my nicely trimmed pussy. I closed my eyes and thought dreamily of the night of love before. My mind envisioned the cock pistoning in and out of me just 8 hours earlier. I still felt the throbbing sensation deep inside. I reached for the soap and began massaging my entire body with it, the fresh smell tantalized my senses as I breathed it in. Soon I was covered from head to toe with slippery soap. My hands slid across every inch. I cupped both of my ample tits, the nipples hardened against my palms, I thought how nice they were and fairly large for my tiny 5'1" 106 pound frame. I pondered at how firm they were as I gently squeezed them and thought of all the compliments I received about them and even the crude comments from the perverted guys at school. My hands worked downwards over my tight tummy, abs that I work on constantly, making sure they stay flat and firm, years worth of silly crunches paid off, I thought to myself. I massaged the soap in to my skin, not missing a single inch. My hands trailed to my ass, "the greatest personal asset" I thought, "it and my legs." Small indeed but very shapely and tight, firm and tanned. I giggled to myself as my hands caressed the two halves, not quite the same feeling as John's hands felt like on them last night. His were strong and large, and squeezed my ass perfectly as I sat on top of him and slid up and down on his embedded cock. At one point he controlled my up and down motion, by gripping my ass and hips tightly and then thrusting his hips up and down, driving his hard-on into me relentlessly. On his up stroke he would push me down to meet his thrusts, plowing his flesh so hard and deep inside of my wetness. His cock was not that big, I thought to myself, thank god, or I would be so sore today, I wouldn't be able to walk, cause his staying power was really good. He worked his cock in and out for about 90 minutes straight, at different tempos, and different positions. Of course, "I sucked him to a mind blowing orgasm earlier in our love making session, which I'm sure helped him last longer on round two." My hands had just worked there way to my now wet pussy, massaging the soapy hand over the sensitive luscious lips and to the love button itself, when I was thrown into reality by the sound of Lisa's voice.. "Hey girlfriend, damn you sure can steam up a bathroom" she laughed. "I'm going to get on the computer and go to Naughty Chat until you get out ok?" I replied "sure". I continued my shower, of course not as naughty as it was beginning to be. My mind drifted to Lisa. She was my very best friend in the world, always has been. Definitely a hottie as well. She had more than her share of harassing guys and dates as well as offers. Her and I were double trouble I thought to myself. She was tanned like myself, much taller however, with a beautiful body. Her long straight blond hair went down to her nice ass, and was a huge contrast to my long brunette wavy locks. We worked out together, swam and tanned together, shopped together, dated together, and just shared life in general together. There was nothing we didn't know about the other, nothing. She again breaks the silence of my thoughts by asking about my date last night and laughing an evil laugh, I just giggle. "Oh that tells me everything" she replies. I finish my shower and step out of my glass encased dreamland. My legs almost feel weak as I put on a clean robe and wrap my hair in a towel. Walking out of the bathroom I see Lisa is chatting online in the Rusty Screw Pub with a guy named Tom. She is laughing hysterically. I take off my robe and begin to towel dry my body. She suddenly says, "damn if I was a guy I would have a huge hard-on right now" I glance up and see her looking at me, I feel my cheeks get flushed at her comments. I've never had another girl say anything like that to me. She continues, "Oh c'mon Brandi, you are absolutely gorgeous from head to toe, how could any human not have some kind of feelings looking at you naked." She turns and continues her chat session. I finish getting ready to go, hair, makeup, and clothes. Lisa says her good-byes to Tom online and turns off the computer. My mind can't stop thinking about her comments, an almost strange feeling of excitement raced through my body after she said it, a feeling I had never felt before. After greeting my parents with good mornings and hugs, we head out the door to the awaiting day. We take Lisa's car because it is warm already, and head to the mall. Both buying new outfits for the night's party that lies just a daytime away, we go from store to store trying on clothes. At some, both going into the same dressing room if big enough, as to see each other's selection and give our opinions. I again think of her comments as she stands in front of me in the dressing room of 5-7-9, my favorite store, in just her bra and panties. I look at her suddenly in a very different way than ever before, she is very, very sexy I think to myself. Then I wonder oh my God, I am looking at my best friend, another girl with thoughts of lust, what is wrong with me? I find a beautiful dress in my size, short and very fitted but I love it. A sexy "After Eight" black number with cutouts in all the right places. I look at myself in the mirror and like the way it really shows off my body and my tan. "Hey if you have it, flaunt it right?" Lisa says, "that's the one, my God it's a serious head turner". I end up buying boots to match, and a short waist length jacket as well. We spend the rest of the day together having lunch and taking in a matinee movie. Every single move that Lisa does I end up conspiring into something more. My mind is in a fit of arousal or something. Finally as the day comes to a close, Lisa drops me off at home to get ready to go to the party. We agree I will pick her up at eight. I watch as she drives off. I carry the bags and myself into my house. I shower again, shave my legs, etc., and get myself all dolled up for a fun night. Getting dressed, I put on no bra or panties, just black pantyhose, as underwear would show under the dress. I hate lines from panties. The dress is designed so no bra is needed. My tanned breasts swell at the top, showing enough flesh to tease, my tanned cleavage looks fabulous through one of the cutouts. The dress makes my tits look bigger than they are, I think, as I look at myself in the mirror. I turn to look at my ass in the dress and marvel at the way everything looks. The dress hemline falls at mid thigh, showing off my sculptured tanned legs, the short heeled boots accent them even more. I love to dress in outfits that you have to watch and control the whole time you're out. as to not accidentally show too much. Yes conceited, I think, wow!!! Happy with the way I look, I grab my jacket and purse and head out the bedroom door. Kissing the folks goodnight and telling them where I'm going, and listening to Dads comments about my outfit, I head out into the garage and climb into my car. The leather of my 300ZX is cold against my skin and I shudder in chill. I push the button on the garage door opener and drive out into the dark. I feel so naughty and good at the same time as the turbo engine purrs on my lil' sportscar and my engine races inside my lil' body! I get Lisa and we head over to the party. She is dressed to kill as well and looking seriously hot. I climb out into the night and suddenly feel the rush of ice cold air race up my legs, up my dress and straight to my nakedness. My god what was I thinking. I grab Lisa's hand and move quickly to the warmth of the house. Three guys greet us at the door with immediate wows and comments and roaming eyes, we just giggle and enter. I immediately feel and welcome the warmth. The crowd is already huge, and the party is in full swing, the host of the party Matt, comes up, welcomes us with kisses on the cheek and offers us a drink. On his return with drinks, he quickly starts in with "So Brandi how come we have never gone out" Lisa says, "Jeeze Matt you get her one drink and already you're moving in for the kill" "I told you Brandi, you and that dress are a dangerous but great combination." She then laughs. Not wanting to upset anyone right from the start, after being asked by I don't know how many people, I dance the first few dances with Lisa, leaving the wanting guys out on the sidelines for a while. Then a slow song comes up, John, my sweetie from the night before, makes an appearance and asks me for this dance, I say sure. I close my eyes and soak up the feelings of his strong arms around me as Celine Dion belts out "My Heart Will Go On" I feel my breasts pushed up against him and the nipples harden under the fabric as his hands roam freely all over my back and butt. He whispers into my ear about the night before and how great it was, how I spoiled his cock like no one ever had. He said he thought about my sweet lips wrapped around it and my tight pussy all day long. I just moan a response. I suddenly feel his excitement against me as we dance seductively. "My God he is rock hard"...I feel the throb of his cock as it pulsates in the confines of his jeans. I look around at everyone else dancing, all are in there own worlds it seems. I reach down a tiny hand and rub the bulging crotch. I feel the entire outline of his swollen member pushing against the denim of his button fly. I hear him groan in my ear as he gently nibbles and sucks on my ear lobe. He whispers suddenly, "I've got to feel you, please" He takes me by the hand and walks me through Matts house quickly, we stop at a doorway that he swings open. I hesitate briefly telling him, "I just got here." He ignores me. Walking inside he switches a light on, it's the laundry room. "No partiers here" he says with a huge smile. He closes the door, then takes me in his arms and kisses me deeply, I feel his tongue push inside my mouth and seek out mine. Our tongues intertwine and dance together. I feel his hand on one of my ass cheeks and briefly get the image from the night before. I gently suck on his tongue which causes him to moan out.."I love your lips Brandi". I feel the wetness develop between my legs as my heat rises. He takes my hand and places it on his crotch, I rub it and feel it come to life under my touches. It throbs and jerks as if trying to escape the jeans. As if with a mind of its own, my hand undoes the top button of Johns jeans, then the second, and third... I part the fly and suddenly Johns hard love muscle leaps out into the open. I encase it with my small fingers, barely wrapping around the thick shaft. It throbs powerfully in my hand. I move my hand back and forth slowly, causing John to moan out a "oohhh yesss!" John then pushes his jeans down to his ankles and hops up onto the washing machine. I look at his cock pointing straight up to the ceiling. Veins run around and down the length of the shaft. The head is purple and swollen and begging for my lips, I know. I look up into Johns eyes. They speak a thousand words but a few very clearly, like all guys eyes do at this moment. I move forwards and again take a hold of his dick, it is so very hot in my hand. I pump the skin up and down the length a few times. His cock is maybe, maybe 6 inches in length, but fairly fat and as hard as steel. His heavy balls are pretty big though, hanging down between his thighs. I caress them with my other hand, that brings another groan. I again look into his eyes, then lean forward and kiss the tip of his cock with my full plump lips. He jerks his hips upwards just slightly. I giggle knowing he wants to drive it into my wet mouth. I tease him with my tongue, and with kisses asking him in my most seductive teasing voice, "What do you want Hon", "Tell me what you want"... I get him to the point that he begs me to suck his cock, pleading with me to please wrap my beautiful lips around his shaft. Wanting to taste his flesh as bad as he wants to feel me sucking on him I let in, plunging furiously down on his entire length. The head hits the back of my mouth, and he almost screams out with pleasure. I continue massaging his balls as I release my other hand from the shaft and let my mouth do all the work there. On the down strokes, I swirl my tongue all over the soft silky feeling head. I stop bobbing my head up and down every now and then to savor the feeling of his cock in my mouth. I play with his pee hole with the tip of my talented tongue and taste the first drops of precum on my tongue...mmmmmm..... I know once I really get into giving head, guys cannot last very long at all. I have a technique that works wonders. My lips are perfect for sucking a guys penis, and my tongue knows exactly how to work over every inch of flesh, to drive an orgasm out of even the most stubborn of dicks. I grip my lips tighter around Johns throbbing wet shaft and slide every inch into my hungry mouth, I bob my head with more authority up and down the full length. His pubic hair slightly tickles my nose as his cockhead almost heads down my throat. I move even faster now, feeling Johns hips begin to buck to meet my face, his breathing gets even deeper and he begins to groan and then moan that he's going to cum, "Pleeease don't stop" he yells as he begins fucking his engorged cock into my mouth, I suck for all its worth knowing my treat is almost there. I feel his cock swell even bigger just as the first explosion occurs. A massive hot flood of cum shoots into my throat, just then the damn door to the laundry room swings open. In shock we both look at Matt, smiling at us, and commenting that, "that's no fair" and "how the hell did you get this lucky John." I keep my mouth on Johns cock until his orgasm subsides, not wanting to get sprayed with sperm this early into the party. I release his softening member from my mouth and stand up fully, wiping my chin and mouth incase any of his powerful ejaculation escaped my lips. Matt, with a smirk, says "Now me?" I look at him and say "I think not" quite embarrassed that I got caught giving head to John in his laundry room. His reply was "Awwww c'mon Brandi be a sport" then he laughed. John was doing up his pants, I looked at him and smiled, straighten my dress and hair, then turn to leave. Matt punched John in the arm and mumbled something to him about being a lucky son of a bitch. I escaped the room and headed to a bathroom, to clean up and to later find a drink. I finally catch up with Lisa. She is having a blast and I tell her sorry I was absent for a while. We both get drinks and begin to mingle with everyone else, John finds us and just whispers in my ear "Thank you"... then smiles and says "I can't believe we got busted", we both shrug and laugh. Lisa of course hears, and wants to know what the hell we were doing, we again laugh. Hours passed and the party was cranking and seemed to get wilder as the night wore on and the drinks started to take affect. I was even feeling a little bit silly and more giggly than usual. As people started to dissipate into different rooms or head home as it was getting late, I danced a few more dances and drank a few more drinks and then got Lisa and asked if she was ready to leave. I didn't want to have to drive home too drunk, even though we were in the same neighborhood. She said sure she didn't care nor have any reason to stay later. I found John and told him we were heading to my house and that I would see him tomorrow. He didn't want me to go and then offered to come home with me even. He was quite drunk and I didn't think that would be a good idea. He kissed me and said thanks again for the wonderful time and said he'd catch up with me soon! We headed out the door, thanking Matt, who still had a now drunk smirk on his face. "Glad you could come" he said laughing, then added "Or that was John that came" he then laughed and said be careful and gave me a hug and a butt squeeze on the way out! His last words were "one day baby, one day you will give me the time of day". At my house, Lisa and I got something to eat and headed up to my room. I flipped on the TV as we got changed into our nightclothes. I threw on a robe over my naked body as I sleep in the nude. I don't like the confines of clothes while in bed. I could not help but notice Lisa's body before she covered it with a T-shirt. Her tits were beautiful, bigger than mine, but appeared just as firm and tanned. Her nipples seemed so hard, I thought to myself. Her pussy was covered barely with fine blond hair barely noticeable. We were both feeling on the border of a drunken state, stumbling as we got undressed and dressed. We fell onto my king-size waterbed almost at the same time. Her tits bounced under the thin fabric of the T-shirt, and her nipples poked out almost teasing me. She lay back against a pillow on the headboard. We both focused our attention to the television. It was a Red Shoes Diary segment, a show I always thought was very sexy. We both watched and giggled like lil' kids. The show was about two women that fall in love with each other and then end up getting very intimate with each other. It was sooo hot. I began getting very turned on. I could feel my cunt getting so wet as I watched the two lovers on the screen. By this time, I took off my robe and slipped under the sheet. Seeing that Lisa was also lost in the moment on screen I reached a hand down to between my legs, God I was soaked. I couldn't believe it. The mixture of alcohol and this show and maybe even this hottie next to me almost naked in my bed was taking its toll on me. My mind was going crazy with thoughts. "I wished I could have a cock to thrust deep inside me right now. Maybe John should have come over", I thought. He could relieve my frustrated state. My hand was still between my legs, just laying on my hot pussy when suddenly Lisa turned towards me, and her hand laid right on top of mine on the sheet. A Night Out She said, "Why don't you let me do that"... "Oh my god", I thought, "my best friend just caught me touching myself and is now coming on to me." One part of me wanted to leap out of the bed and run, but the other, a bigger part, wanted to stay and see what would happen. I know I turned 3 shades of red, I just giggled though and said "what"? Her reply shocked my half-drunk self. "I saw you touching your self, I know you are horny as hell, and well, I love you dearly and am very horny as well and very very turned on by you." I could not believe what I was hearing. Was it really being said or was I more drunk than I thought? Before I could say another word, Lisa came closer and kissed me passionately. Her lips on mine felt like electricity racing through my body. At first I didn't respond at all as her tongue worked its way between my lips and sought out my tongue. I tasted the alcohol on her breath even though she had brushed her teeth. I knew then that she must be more drunk than me. I felt her huge melons press against me as she kissed me thoroughly. Her kiss, I thought to myself, was unbelievable. Her lips were the softest to ever touch mine, like tiny satin cushions. I felt myself begin to release a moan and I stopped it. My tongue suddenly had a brain of its own and started caressing her tongue. It seemed I had no control of it. It danced all around hers. Suddenly, very gently she stopped and sucked on my lips, then ran her tongue across them. Oh my God, I was gone, somewhere, floating in air it felt. My body trembled at the kisses and felt so weak. I abandoned all hope in trying to resist. Part of my mind wanted to, but the other part and my body said no way. I felt my nipples get increasingly harder and my cunny much more wet. Lisa kissed me like I had never ever been kissed or even imagined to be. She then left my mouth, I was saddened at first, then felt her lips and tongue on my neck. She sent shivers through my body as she gently nibbled and kissed her way downwards. She circled her tongue around my heaving mounds of breast flesh. Rising and falling with deepened breaths. Finally her circles became smaller and for the first time ever, I felt a females tongue tickle my nipples, which were so hard they almost hurt. I moaned softly at the first lick. She suddenly locked her lips on to one nipple and sucked it so perfectly I trembled even more. Between her sucking lips, I felt the tip of her tongue caress the very tip of my nipple. She worked on my tits for what seemed like hours. No one had ever paid that much attention to my breasts before. Guys always seemed to grope them, squeeze them and suck savagely on them as they fucked me. Which I had no complaints about, but now I was feeling something totally different and I loved it. The sensations Lisa was giving me seemed to go directly from my breasts to my cunt, which was on fire now. I felt myself squirming on the bed and undulating my hips wildly. Lisa sat up suddenly and removed her T-shirt. Her beautiful boobs swung free. God they were so nice. The nipples were like mine, not too big at all. Her breasts were perfectly shaped and did not sag at all. She had no tan lines either as we both tanned all summer nude, or at the tanning salon. Her cute little nipples stood out firm. She again leaned forward and kissed my lips, more teasingly but with as much passion as ever. She then kissed both breasts and sucked quickly on each nipple, then proceeded downwards. She pushed the sheet off of me, and with her feet, pushed it off the end of the bed. I realized for the first time I was totally spread out naked in front of my best friend and totally at her mercy. She moaned out an "ohhhh my godddd" as her eyes looked over my body. She whispered almost in a husky voice. " My god girl you are spectacular." She then went to work on me again with her lips and hungry tongue and mouth. She kissed and licked her way over my firm tanned tummy down to my bellybutton. She pushed her tongue into it and licked it like it was candy. I squirmed even more and let out a long sigh. With that she went downwards, as her tongue approached my thin, perfectly trimmed pubic hair, my ass lift off the bed instinctively, and I thrust my pussy forwards towards her mouth, she giggled deeply. She teased me so badly, breathing onto my hot cunt, I felt her breath on my wetness. She ran her tongue all around my crotch, but never once touched my pussy. I was just beside myself with frustration. She then left that region and headed down a leg. She stopped at my toes and one by one, sucked them into her mouth. As she sucked on a toe, her tongue would slither in between my toes, licking so powerfully. It felt so incredible I thought I would just pass out. No one had ever sucked on my toes, I couldn't believe the feeling. She sucked for about fifteen minutes or so on all my toes, and then she pushed my legs apart, wide. She shifted her body so she was lying in between my spread legs. Her lips started kissing back up my legs, alternating between the two of them, kisses, nibbles and licks. She got to my inner thighs, her kisses and gentle nibbles made my thighs feel so sensitive. I spread my legs even wider apart, almost inviting Lisa in between them. Mentally I was begging for her tongue to touch my sweet pussy. Finally I again felt her breath. I squirmed my hips, and tried to lift my pussy to meet her mouth, God I wanted it so bad. I jumped slightly when I felt her finger run up and down the wet slit. My cunt lips were now so sensitive to the touch. She continued to gently rub up and down for a few minutes then she parted my pussy lips. Suddenly I felt it! Her tongue was actually on my cunt, gently probing the outer edges and just inside my puffy lips. Then with no notice she plunged forward. Her tongue went all the way inside me. I almost screamed out with pleasure. She wiggled it around inside my tightness, and lapped up the juices that were now pouring. My god I never knew a tongue could feel this good. She darted it in and out of my hot cunt like a little soft wet cock at a speed that was driving me close to the edge quickly. Then she plunged it in again deeply and wiggled it around, I had never had a tongue so deep in me. Her hands pulled open my pussy lips as her tongue lapped at my sensitivity unbelievably. She then ran her tongue from my slit down to my very very untouched sensitive asshole. She licked my sacred hole that no one had ever touched before. My hips went out of control, humping the air as the tiny tongue invaded my virgin hole. I felt the wet tip push just barely inside. I screamed out loudly and then quickly muffled it, not wanting to wake my parents. The feeling was absolutely heavenly I almost cried. I felt, at this moment, so close to heaven I could hear angels sing. Her tongue continued the assault on my ass, then went back and slid into my slippery little slit again and again. She tongue fucked me furiously until I was so wild with lust that she had to grip my hips to control me. I moaned and moaned so loudly. If that wasn't enough, she had other tricks up her sleeve. I had known that Lisa had a vibrator at home, she had told me on a number of occasions about her midnight rendezvous with her artificial cock. I had no idea however that she brought it with her to my bed. She pulled it out and held it in her hand. It looked so real. It was black, and maybe 7 inches long, and god so fat. Veins, just like on a real cock, rippled down its length. It was complete with a bulbous head and two huge balls. Lisa giggled at the look on my face then dove back onto my dripping cunt. She moved her mouth up and circled my clit with her lips, I screamed out at the first touch her lips ever made on my sensitive love button. Her tongue swiveled around it and she sucked on me just like I would suck on a cock...my God It was unbelievable, I couldn't help but wonder if this is what it felt like to a guy when my lips were wrapped around his cock. If so, it explains why guys always want that! I came quickly out of my thoughts when something hard nudged against my honey hole. Again and again I felt the hard nub of the black dick push against my entrance and then finally slid inside just enough to open my pussy lips. Lisa thrust the cock again and I felt my cunt spread as the hard appendage entered me with a pop. "Ooohhh my God" I screamed, "yesssss".... She continued slowly sliding the rubber penis in and out of my stretched pussy until it was all the way inside me. I had never been penetrated so deeply before. "It is sooooo big" I wailed over and over again. I could feel the huge head up near my belly button it seemed. She then switched her toy on....I just about died instantly from ecstasy. "My Goddddd" I screamed so loud, I could have woken up my parents and all the neighborhood parents as well. I grabbed a pillow and covered my screaming mouth with it, biting into the soft padding. The luscious dick vibrated my insides and the walls of my pussy quivered at the new feeling. Lisa then placed her lips back around my clit and sucked on me so hard. At the same time she began slowly withdrawing the big black cock, then thrust it back in. She did this over and over, never once stopping the suction on my clit. I never imagined in my biggest fantasies that something could feel like this. I never knew the feeling of lips and a cock at the same time until now, it was incredible. Her lips and the cock were now both moving rapidly, the dexterity she showed was mesmerizing. My juicy tight cunt spasmed around the huge vibrating black rod as way down inside I felt a huge orgasm building. It felt already, in its early stages, like nothing I have ever felt before. I began thrusting my snatch back onto the cock in Lisa's hand. She sensed my building orgasm and upped her tempo and pressure on my clit, and started banging the dick into my love box harder and faster than any guy had ever driven his cock into me. My mind was lost, I started yelling muffled filth to Lisa..."Oooohhh yesss baby, fuck me hard, ohhhhh you're tearing up my pussy....yessss don't stop, don't sttttopppppp." I was over the edge like never before. As my orgasm neared, I gripped the pillow tighter and screamed into it so loud I could have woken the dead. Suddenly it hit with all the velocity and intensity imaginable. I screamed and shuddered, my body lost control. I strained so hard as I came bigger than ever in my life. A scream-out-loud, swear-like-a-biker, cunt-bouncing-slut kind of orgasm raced through my body. I felt the liquid fire pour out of my cunt, around the big dick embedded in me and run down between my ass cheeks to the bed. Over and over again I came, my multiple orgasms drained me and turned me into a quivering ragdoll. My juices soaked Lisa's face and she lapped it up like it was precious. After my orgasms finally subsided, I lay still, not able to move a muscle. The sound of the vibrating penis echoed through the otherwise silent room and I felt my spasming cunt pulsate around it. The hum of the TV, was barely audible. Lisa finally withdrew the big cock with a soaking wet suction sound. My pussy felt suddenly empty but oooohhhh so good. I felt throbs deep inside, my cunts muscles still coming down from the episode. Lisa licked all around my well-fucked and sucked vagina gently, licking up all the love juices. She then moved up the bed and kissed me on the lips. I tasted myself on her lips and tongue, sweet, I savored the taste and wondered if that is how she would taste. A little while later I found out. I took Lisa as good as I was able to on my first attempt, my first taste of a woman. It was a lot different than sucking a cock, which I felt I was really good at. She tasted so sweet and moaned and whispered as I licked and sucked her to a mind-blowing orgasm. My face, after I was finished, was covered in Lisa's glaze. I loved it. The night passed so fast it seemed as we caressed, kissed and licked each other into multiple waves of pleasure. Pleasure I now know, two women can only share. A guy's sexual skills can never be topped that's for sure. I absolutely love the taste, and the feeling of a thick throbbing hardon. I love the feeling and taste of a guy cumming. But the pleasure with a woman I have found out is equally as satisfying, very, very different but just as beautiful. Our virgin lovemaking was only interrupted by the mornings first light, and the exhaustion we were both feeling. We have experienced this scene together over and over since that first night. Every time has been just as intense as the first time. I hope this story brings you as much pleasure as it brought me living it and writing it! Hugs and Kisses, Brandi......xoxoxox A Night Out We have just come back to the hotel after having dinner. Dinner was good, but our minds were not on food. Lingering over drinks we decide to dance. I don't remember the song, but it was very slow. You hold me close, my breasts pressing against your chest and your hand pressed on the small of my back. My arms are around you, one hand at the back of your neck. We smile and stare into each other's eyes and you place one of your legs between mine. The wine and the smell of you make me dizzy and now with your leg between mine, it not only makes me dizzier, but I am instantly wet. This is too much for me and I have to rest my head under your chin. For those minutes it seems as if we are the only ones in the room. You whisper in my ear, "Baby, I could be here like this forever." Just the sound of your voice sends a surge of current from my ear directly to my clit and I shiver. You ask me if I'm cold, but I just say, "Jack, let's go back to the hotel." We decide to walk back to the hotel since it's a warm summer night. Walking arm in arm, we talk little....knowing what we will soon be doing. We get to the hotel and on the way to our room, you spot the empty pool and suggest a swim. Thinking that's a great idea I change first and grab the bottle of champagne and tell you I'll meet you at the pool. You walk to the pool and I watch you.....looking over your body and knowing that soon my lips will be where my eyes have been. I tell you the water's fine and to jump in....you dive in and swim to me. The look on your face when you realize that I am totally naked is priceless. You instantly pull me to you and forcefully kiss me. I love the way you taste and can't suck your tongue in deep enough. My hands are all over your back, loving the way your skin feels, the muscles of your back. The feeling of the water on our skin and the cool night are is unbelievable. I pull away and say, "Jack, we need to get these shorts off you." I sink under the water and pull them off.....stopping to kiss your cock and stomach on my way back up. We kiss again, this time more passionate than the last kiss. I feel your hard cock against my belly and love the way your body feels pressed against mine. I want to make this last.....I pull away and swim to the shallow end and float on my back.....knowing you will follow. My eyes are closed, but I hear you come next to me. I open my eyes and you are standing next to me looking down. I smile as you lean down to lick and suck first one nipple and then the next. You put your hands under me to hold me up........the sensation of your mouth on my breasts while I'm floating weightless is incredible. You move your mouth up to mine and suck on my lips. I'm so weak and helpless.....just letting go to the touch of you. I stand up and you move me back up against the wall of the pool. You kiss me again....this time holding my hair and shoving your tongue deep into my mouth. I moan and suck on it hungrily. You lift me up and sit me on the edge of the pool. I know what you want and I open my legs and lay back.....waiting for the first touch of your lips, your tongue, your fingers. Finally after what seems like hours I feel your hands on my thighs. I look down at you and watch as you cover my clit with your mouth. The first sensation of your tongue sends a shot of electricity through me and I shudder and instantly arch my back. You suck gently on my clit and insert two fingers deep into me finding my g-spot. I bite on a finger to stifle a scream and cum hard against your mouth. You are surprised that I came so quickly and say, "Babe, are you okay?" I say, "Oh, my god, Jack, that was incredible." But you're not finished with me yet and you roll me over. The cement on my breasts and stomach is cool and feels good. I feel your hands on my ass as you spread them and start to tongue my asshole. The sensation is incredible especially when you finger my clit. Your tongue moves faster along with your fingers. I feel myself getting even wetter and start to cum again...hard. I slide back down in the thee warm water and turn to face you. I have to hang onto your neck because I am so weak. You kiss me and I taste myself on you. I could kiss you forever. But I feel your hard cock with my hand and I want you know. I need to make you feel as good as you made me feel. I lick and bite on your neck and move down to your nipples...gently sucking and biting on them as I hold your cock in my hand. I suggest that we go down to the shallow end of the pool and we swim down to the other end of the pool. I lead you over to the underwater steps and you sit down and lean back. Only your waist and legs are below the water, but your cock is sticking straight out of the water. The lights in the pool are on and you can see the glow that it casts against our bodies. I stand between your legs and you watch as I stick a finger into my pussy. Kneeling down and starting to lick on your cock, I reach up and put my finger in your mouth. As you suck on my finger I suck on your cock. We communicate through sucking. When you begin to suck harder on my finger I begin to suck harder on your cock. In sucking my finger you are letting me know how you want me to suck on your cock. You suck my finger and run your tongue around it and I respond in kind on your cock. I can tell you're getting ready to cum because I feel your cock thicken and your ass is starting to move upwards towards my mouth. Sensing this I move my finger to your asshole. You are so close to coming you have clamped down on my finger and are hardly able to keep sucking. This is my clue that now is the time......as you start to cum I slide my finger in your ass. With a loud moan your hips thrust up pushing your cock deep into the back of my throat and I feel your hot cum sliding down my throat. I move up and sit next to you with my arm around your waist and my head on your chest. I can hear your heart pounding and listen to you breathe, I am content and could sit here like this the rest of the night. After a few minutes I swim to the other end of the pool and pull myself up on to the side and walk to the diving board knowing you are watching me. I lay down on my back on the diving board and close my eyes. My legs are draped on either side. The night air on my wet skin feels good and makes my nipples hard. I reach down and touch my now swollen pussy and feel how warm, wet and slippery it is. I slowly start to rub my clit. The feeling is so incredible, so erotic knowing that you are watching me. I begin to rub faster when I feel your lips on my nipple. I arch up towards you and open my eyes. "Jack, make love to me. I need to feel you inside me. Now" You lay down on top of me and I am so wet you slide into me effortlessly. My arms wrap around you holding you tight against me. I tighten my legs high around your waist. We have waited so long for this. Your lips come down hard on mine and our tongues furiously move against each other. We grunt and groan into each others mouth as we fuck. Your hips move faster and harder, driving your cock deeper inside me. Then all at once, it becomes intense and we cum together and both for a moment become one...each feeling the same intense orgasm. Coming down from the rush we lay like that for what seems like a long time. Then you say, "You ready for bed now, Babe?" We get up and realize that yes we are in a hotel swimming pool and laugh at the same time. We grab out towels and now warm champagne and walk hand in hand back to the room. A Night Out At 5'6", 130, with brown hair and those hazel eyes, she is the epitome of sex. A light touch of lips on her neck is all it takes to get her going. My wife, Helen loves hot sex of all kinds. Her DD cup breasts are sensitive and react instantly to the slightest touch. I love to dress her up for our outings and for HER outings too. She really loves the young ones. We don't always go together. I sometimes lay out clothes for her and tell her to get ready. She follows instructions very well. We have code phrases for our encounters. I may ask her to get my friends and I a drink. In that case, that is what she brings. If I ask her to serve us, then she brings drinks and much more. I may introduce her to a new friend. If I tell her he is a good friend, she walks up and kisses him deeply. She leans back and smiles, then drops to her knees and kisses and sucks his cock too. That is the warm up for the evening and I love watching her in action, especially with more than one. Last Saturday night, I had her dress up. She does not like to wear skirts or dresses, so I put her in a sheer blouse and sexy bra. She wore tight jeans to show off her delectable ass. The trick is that the seam of her crotch is completely split. I did not allow her to wear panties. Helen loves to dance and I took her to a place out of our town. I sent her in ahead of me while I parked the van. As I moved inside the dimly lit place, I could see that she had already moved to the dance floor with a handsome young man. Helen is now 40 and looks 28. The stud looked to be about 20 to 25, dark hair and a trimmed beard. When they finished the fast dance, she walked to the bar and stood next to me. "Pretend you don't know me." I murmured to her. "I will ask you to dance and we can talk then." At the next slow dance, I took her to the floor. It was then I kissed her on the neck and gave her instructions. Her body tensed as I kissed her neck. I moved my lips to her ear. "After this dance, go to the ladies room and unbutton one more button on your blouse. Then come back out and join your young man." She leaned back and looked at me, a question in her eyes. "He is here with two other friends." She told me. I smiled at her. "I know. I want you to dance with all of them. I also want to watch you on the floor." I reached down and spread apart the crotch of her jeans. As my fingers insinuated themselves into her wet, very wet pussy, she groaned and agreed to our game. When the dance ended, I went to the booth behind the one she occupied with her "friends." I wanted to hear the conversation. I could watch later. "Who was that old guy you danced with." Ron asked. She told him I was just a guy that asked her to dance. Ron said, "Well you are with me now." Helen loves to be dominated this way. His "ownership" for the night must have excited her. I heard her tell him OK in a breathless kind of voice. Then one of his friends, Don, asked her to dance. It was a slow one and Ron agreed that she could. When they had moved, I heard Ron telling his other friend what he planned. "Jim, I think we should take her back to my apartment. All three of us could get lucky and I think she is game." Jim agreed. I looked on the floor. Don and Helen were close together. He kissed her on the neck and then I saw his hands move. Down her back to her trim ass. Then one disappeared between them. Helen's head fell back and I could almost hear her groan. He had found the split crotch of her jeans! At the same time, I saw that one her hands had moved too and she was stroking his hard cock through his pants. Then she leaned up to kiss him as the dance ended. Don removed his fingers from her pussy and looking at her, liked them clean. When they sat back down, Don looked at Ron and Jim. With Helen sitting there he told them, "She is a great dancer. AND she is not wearing any panties." Talking as if she were gone, they continued. Ron reached down and found the split crotch too. I heard her moan and he finger fucked her, strumming her clit at the same time. He knew just when to stop. Just as she was about to cum. I knew that she would do anything now that she was this hot. I heard Ron. "Baby you sure are wet. Jim hasn't had a chance to touch you yet. Next slow dance." She nodded yes. Jim led her to the floor. Almost immediately, his hand moved between them. Lost in the crush of bodies, nobody could see unless they were really looking. Her hand moved to his hard cock too. I could see her whispering in his ear. When they returned, Helen made excuses and went to the ladies room again. I was waiting for her when she came out. I unbuttoned one more. "Which one do you want?" Her reply was, "All three of them. At once." "Ok, babe. They're all yours for the night. Come home to me in the morning with the wet proof between your legs and a hot story for me. And find out how old (young?) they are too. See you then." A Night Out The dance floor is packed as you move against me, our bodies thrusting together as we briefly kiss. You tell me, I need a break and we move off of the floor and get another drink. We had wanted this night out for a while and now after a few hours we were both feeling no pain. You looked incredibly sexy and hot. Every so often you would give me a glimpse of your braless tits, and since you had worn a skirt I had also felt you up a few times over the course of the night. Be right back you slightly slur as you head for the rest room. My cock twitches as I watch your hot ass as you walk away. When you come back you have a naughty grin on your face as you put something into my hand. Hold these you tell me. I look down and see that I am now holding your damp panties in my hand. I smile and call you a horny slut and you just laugh. We do a couple of shots and head back onto the dance floor. We are back on the floor and are grinding our bodies together. You kiss and suck on my neck as you quickly stroke my dick one time. I'm so fucking horny I could almost do you right here you whisper into my ear. Sounds good to me I say as I rub your body up and down. The floor is crowded and the lights are low so I take a chance and start to slowly hike up your skirt. You tell me to stop that someone might see but I don't listen. As we hump together you become aware that half of your ass is exposed. The alcohol has made you think what the hell? as you shove your tongue down my throat. We are frenching hotly when you suddenly moan and throw your head back. You lean into me as we are pushed deeper into the crowd. I'm coming you moan and I look at you with a puzzled look on my face. You kiss my ear and say, When you had my skirt pulled up someone ran his finger down the crack of my ass and thrust right into my pussy 5 or 6 times, I can't believe it. I am so hot take me out of here now and get me off. We suck down our drinks and walk out to the car which is in the far corner of the dark parking lot. I push you against the car and start to kiss your mouth. My finger slides up your leg and into your dripping pussy. I finger fuck you and ask if you liked having another mans finger in you. You just hump back at me and moan. I pull up your shirt exposing you breasts to the night air. I start licking and sucking your nipples as I continue to finger your cunt. I pinch and pull your right nipple as I bite down gently on the leftone. I pull your skirt down and throw it into the car as I kneel in front of you.You lean back against the car and spread your legs as I dive into your pussy. My tongue slides all the way in as I reach up and rub your breasts. My mouth sucks down on your cunt as I lick and suck your cunt. You are moaning but tell me to stop you have to pee, but I keep tongue fucking you. You plead and moan to please stop but I press on determined to make you cum. I stand up and suck your tit as I thrust 3 fingers into you. You spasm and cum and then your pussy lets loose as you pee all over my arm.You just groan and say Oh baby, I'm so nasty and I like being nasty .I bend down and give another lick to your pussy and tell you that I love your nasty, slutty pussy. Then I pull your shirt off and bend you over the hood of the car. God yes, do it right here you beg. You hear my zipper slide down as I push you on to the car and spread your legs. Your nipples touch the cold metal and grow so hard you think that they might burst. Then you feel my shaft at your cunt hole as I push it in all the way. You moan as I start to fuck you from behind like a bitch in heat. Do you like that slut I ask and you groan yes. I'm screwing you hard when we suddenly hear someone coming. I stop and pull you into the car on top of me in the passenger seat. We kiss hotly as we wait to be alone again. You slide down into the seat and start licking my cock. I lay the seat all the way back as my dick goes into your mouth. That's right baby lick that cunt juice off of my shaft. You pull up and kiss me and I can taste our juices in your mouth. I feel your hand grab myshaft and guide it into your pussy. You start to ride me like a cowgirl as I suck on your hard nipples. Suddenly you stop and tell me that there is a guy right outside the car watching us. You gasp as you look down and tell me that he is jerking off watching us and hehas a huge shaft in his hand. You consider stopping for about half a second before you start humping me again. I can't see the stranger, but I can see you watch him. God baby he is stroking that huge prick and he is standing right outside the door. You start to rub your breasts and pull and pinch your nipples, and say I'm going to really give him something to watch. You slowly pull my dick out of your pussy and place it at your anus. Fuck my asshole Youscream loud enough for the man to hear as you look right at him. You slowly slide down my shaft until I'm buried all the way into your asshole. When you are ready you start to thrust up and down on my dick, and begin to finger your clit. You watch the stranger as he nears orgasm. He is jerking wildly as you fuck me hard. You lean your headagainst the glass of the window and open your mouth as he cums all over the glass. This sets you off and I feel you cum on me and with one last thrust I shoot my load into your asshole. You bend down and kiss me and when you look up our visitor is gone. You pull off of me and reach down between you legs, wiping between your ass cheeks and cunt. You pull out a sticky white glob of cum on your finger tips and push it into my mouth. Clean your little fuckslut up and take me home because I'm not finished. We make our way home as you sit naked in the seat masturbating, not bothering to cover up or caring who sees you. You look at me and smile and say, Hurry up and get me homebefore I finish without you. A Night Out "Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Pam...happy birthday to you ...." the five of us sang in unison or the closest you could get to unison with 5 drunk women. "Okay now you guys, come on ....1 ... 2 .... 3 ..... lick, slam, suck!!!" Benita yelled after she had passed around another shooter to each of us. "Uggg," I shuddered as the Tequila shot down my throat for the 3rd time that night, "geez... I hate these things... can't you get something that tastes better that that?" "Maybe, I can help you with that," I hear a sexy voice whisper into my ear, "wanna dance?" As I turn around to see who is asking me .... my heart starts to beat a bit faster in my chest. Oh, it's that guy that I'd be making eyes at all night. As he sat in the corner nursing his beer, I had been watching him out of the corner of my eye, trying to determine if he was with anyone or not.... guess not! "Wellllll....I guess that depends on what you're offering to help me with," I giggle to him, "but I'd love to dance in the meantime until you figure it out." As he grabs my hand to lead me to the dance floor, I notice the envious looks I'm getting from the other women around the bar. "Ya...he IS kind of hot," I grin to myself, his sexy as sin black eyes, jet black hair and athletic build ... well ... just do it for me!!! The DJ is playing a latin mix and once we're on the dance floor, he pulls me close to play his hips against mine. I can feel myself start to flow as he places his big hands on my hips and slides my body against his ... first one way and then the other, back and forth ... up, down and around. "Ummmm, feels so good," I think. I can't seem to take my eyes off of his....that soft sexy grin he has on his face blows my mind and makes the pit of my stomach ache. "What's your name,?" I try and ask over the music. He slowly shakes his head and points to his ears, I realize that he can't hear me so grab his arms by the elbows and pull the top of his body more into contact with mine. I can feel my nipples bead as I lean up on my tip toes to get to his ear, "What's your name?" I ask again. "Why don't you just call me Mr. M," he advises, "all of my real close friends call me that, and I think that we are going to be REAL close," as he winks at me. I think of playing hard to get, but hell... I'm drunk, horney, available and VERY ATTRACTED to this sexy stranger!!! "mmmmm, think of what would be better than that Tequilla I was drinking early?" I flirt with him, "anything you'd like to recommend?" As the music continues to blare out, our bodies start to slide together, my nipples rub against his chest, his cock is starting to stand at attention, rubbing against my hot pussy, his hands are by now, on my back, massaging up and down, getting lower with each handful until he lightly touches my ass. "Ummmm ya," he answers, "how about ... a screamin' orgasm?" as he leans down and whispers in my ear, his breath lightly runs over my lobs making a shiver course down my spine. As he straightens back up, I notice that he has that sexy little grin playing over the corner of him mouth. "Mmmmmm," I think to myself, "I want to taste that!" "So, do you come to Sweet Waters often?" I lean up and ask him. No he shakes his head, "my friends..." he points his chin over by the table I had seen him at before, "dragged me out of the house tonight... I'm not normally into the whole bar thing, but glad I let them convince me tonight," he explains, "how about you?" "Me too," I murmur, "it's my friends birthday on the 13th so thought we'd talk her out the Saturday before and get her drunk...well and to dance ofcourse". Deciding to throw caution to the wind as I feel my cunt throb and my nipples ache, "would you like to come outside with me for a bit, I need some fresh air!" "You bet," he replies and grabs my hand to take me out the back of the door by where all of the smokers are standing. Once we get outside and walk a little into the park that is back there, he slowly pulls me into his arms and lowers his mouth to mine. His tongue comes out to softly flick at the sides of my mouth, not pressuring me to let him in ... just trying to coax. "Mmmmmmm... I murmur as I part my lips lightly to let his tongue run along the seam of my mouth. "You taste so good," he murmurs to me, "a mixture of Tequilla and hot woman, what could be better?" Knowing this is a retorical question, I quickly open my mouth fully and slant it sideways to take his mouth is a sexy kiss. My tongue drives into his mouth to flick and rub against his teeth and tongue and as he pulls me down onto the bench that is there, I start to squirm. I can feel my wetness through my jeans and am a little bit embarrased at how eagerly my cunt wants this stranger. "By the way, my name is Gyzsmo" I inform him, "but call me Gyz,". I can feel his hardness thrusting up against my thigh as I sit down in his lap... deciding to change positions, my knees come up on either side of his, my pussy, coming into intimate contact with his cock. My hips start to move, back and forth, around and around and up and down, trying to let him know how turned on I am. I throw my head back and a soft whimper comes out of my throat as his hands come up to play with my rock hard nipples. "Ah, that feels so good". As I try to reach down to feel his cock and perhaps brush my hand over my hot cunt as well ... I find his hand just on the way there, "Oh ya," I murmur to him. His fingers start to undo the button on my jeans and my eyes fly open to quickly look around to see if anyone else is about, but no, although I can hear distant voices coming back from the way of the bar, I can't see anyone. As his fingers start to dip into my panties, a gasp escapes my lips, the feeling of being in public.. only a short distance away from the 300 people in the bar, turns me on more than I thought would ever happen. I watch his facial expressions as after dipping inside, he brings out the wetness that is there and licks it from his fingers. "Ah... you taste so good," he murmurs. "Want a taste?" he murmurs bringing his fingers back into my hot dripping pussy. He offers them up to me once more and as I flick a tongue out to taste myself on his fingers, my hands moved to his jeans. "Mmmmmm, what's this," I tease as I lightly run my fingers over the huge bulge in his jeans, "does he want to come out and play?" Mr. M's hips buck off of the bench as I quickly undo his jeans, peal away his boxers and slid down until I'm kneeling on the ground. I slowly lift my eyes to look up at him as my lips wrap themselves around his hard, long, cock. I lick him, up one side and down the other , while reaching my own hand down into my panties so that I can rub myself. "Yes...that feels so good," he mumbles under his breath, " oh ya..." as I start to take him further into my mouth, his hands come up to lightly run through my long strawberry blonde hair, slightly pulling it away from my face so that he can look at his cock sliding in and out of my mouth. I continue to suck and lick and nibble and scrape until I can tell that he is on the verve of cumming in my mouth and then I stop. At his loud groan, I again search the area for people and still I can't see anyone, so I quickly stand up, peal off my jeans from just one leg, hop up onto his lap facing him and bring his cock within inches of my cunt. I'm so wet that I'm dripping all over his cock and it hasn't even reached me yet. I feel him grab ahold of the base of his cock and start to tease me with the head, back and forth over my clit, hard enough to feel but not enough that I was going to cum until he was ready to let me. "Do you like that," he whispers in my ear, "does my hard cock feel good rubbing your clit?" "How much to you want my big, hard, cock plunging into your hot juicy wet cunt, come on Gyz, tell me...." I start to lower myself onto his cock, trying to get it into my hole ... I feel empty ... and he must have taken pity on me, as in one quicke lunge, he impales himself fully inside my cunt and I scream outloud from the shock of it, he's so full in there. As he continues to stroke me in and out, I rotate my hips to try and keep him inside and bring my hand down from where it is pinching my nipples to rub my clit in circles. Faster and faster my fingers fly and as I feel his thrusts quicken and his breathing deepen, my fingers move over my clit fast and furious and I lean down to take his mouth again in a wild kiss. He rams one last time up inside of me... hitting my g-spot somehow and that's it , I feel my cunt grab and squeeze him inside of me... milking his cock of its cum and he presses hard into me and he spills himself deep inside. My head is thrown back and a load moan escapes my lips to join the louder groans coming from him. "Oh God, you are so hot," he whispers into my neck after putting his hands on my back and pulling me so that I can rest against his chest. His breathing begins to slow down and ummmmmm... I feel so good that I don't want to move, but know that we need to before we get caught in this position. As I slowly start to slip his cock out of me... I feel our cum leak out onto his balls .... mmmmm .... I just can't resist leaning down and licking some of that off of him. "Ohhhh ... we taste so good," I murmur, looking up at him. I hear him start to gasp again and realizing this is never going to get us out of here, I quickly pull myself up to get dressed. I can hear him doing the same behind me and as I finish buttoning my jeans, he leans into my back, moves my hair and whispers.... "How about dessert at my place?" A Night In - Mr. M That cab ride back to my place could never have taken longer, even though it was only mere minutes away. Feeling my cock straining against the inside of my jeans, craving more of what I had gotten a taste of earlier, my hands wander up and down her thighs, rubbing lustily against the heat between her legs, almost tasting that sweet wetness once again on my tongue. “God, I can’t get enough of you baby”, I huskily whisper, as my lips devour hers wildly, my tongue lashing without a moment’s hesitation, deeply gliding into her mouth. That familiar tingle burns through my chest, hardening me more than ever (as if that were possible). Within a second of our kiss, I feel our cab lurch to a stop, and she flings the door open and slips out, while I hastily hand the driver a $20, and spy that all-knowing smile curled on his lips, through the rear-view mirror. Ignoring it, I step out, the cold, brisk air of the night hitting my face, yet not cool enough to chill my heated body, my mind screaming for more of that sexy woman already leaning up against my front door, as the cab pulls away and I make my way to her. “Mmmm… I could eat you right up”, I growl softly, as I press the muscled wall of my chest up against her perfect breasts, pinning her against the main door, my knee sliding between her thighs, nudging them apart. My lips hungrily find hers once more as I fumble with the handle, throwing the door open as we stay lip-locked, the front of my thigh rubbing against the juicy cunt that waits for me beyond those jeans. This was what I'd wanted all along, to get her all to myself, ever since I spied her in that bar, slamming the Tequila. Being pressed up against her, soaking in her warmth just intensified the lusty desires in me. The faint taste of that Tequila mingled with her own sweetness floods my tongue, making me gasp for precious air, and I drag her in, barely managing to kick the door shut as we stumble in our passionate frenzy right into the dimly-lit living room. “Let me get those”, I whisper huskily again, as she sits up on the couch, and starts unzipping her jeans. Reaching down to her arched hips, hooking my fingers into the waistband of those tight jeans and her panties all at once, I pull them off her legs swiftly, revealing that trimmed bush that had been riding my big cock outdoors barely half an hour ago. “You fuckin’ cock-tease”, I whisper, and grin as Gyz starts rubbing her pussy, knowing that I’m forced to watch while I slide my jeans off and throw them away. “Oh, I’m no tease, Mr.M- I’m the real deal”, she says with a saucy smirk, making sure I'm watching as she draws her now sopping fingers up to her lips and gives them a luscious lick. (God, How I’m going to pound her for that one!) Realising she’s just as wet as I am hard sends a shiver of lust through me, tensing every muscle in my body- including for my raging cock. Not wasting another second, I kneel down in front of her, between her legs, spreading them wide, aching to pound those hard-to-reach spots inside that delicious cunt and make them sing. “I can’t stand it baby, drive it in”, she moans softly- and cuts off into a gasping scream, as I hammer into her sopping box in one deep thrust, filling her completely. “Ohhhh yeah”, I groan, as I grind my hips in slow circles, and pull out to hammer back in, this time ramming in balls-deep, every inch of my thickness disappearing into that already dripping pussy. “I want you...to..fuck me..hard..mmm...”, she pants, her blue eyes screaming carnal volumes of lust into mine, turning my entire body into a raw, instinctive animal. "Drive that big cock into me", she gasps. Building up a steady rhythm, I coax her with a husky growl..”rub your clit baby… Mmmm!… Yesss!!!”, and pull her ass off the edge of the couch, keeping those legs pinned back, wide apart. She slides her hand down, fingers massaging her clit as we both watch my glistening, throbbing cock plunge in and out, muscles taut and rippling across my chest, shoulders and abs as I hammer in and out relentlessley. "Mmmmm, I've wanted..to do this..since I first laid eyes on you", I murmur. "To FUCK your tight cunt.. pound you with my long, thick cock", I barely manage to groan, as she whimpers and gasps with my every thrust, eyes widening with every deep stroke. An aggressive growl rumbles in my throat, my slick, fat cock thundering into her with a sharp slap of our bodies every time, while her fingers furiously rub her clit. Hearing her gasps turn into louder moans, I dip down to deeply kiss her again, tongues going wild as our muffled moans and dirty whispers turn more urgent. Pulling back and feeling fingernails scraping down against my rigid abs, I wonder how she knew just what to do to overwhelm my senses.. so I angle upward, hitting that g-spot steadily a few times, and gasping as I burst thickly, feeling her juicy cunt milk every last drop out of me as she gushes over my cock, both of us left gasping for air once again. My head dips down into her neck, hot breath blowing across her neck as I groan loudly, and suck the first thing that my lips can find; her earlobe, my drained cock slick as ever inside her. “I could fuck you aaallll night long”, I hungrily whisper, and slam deep one more time, my balls tapping against her ass, as I slowly grind in steady circles, mixing our juices, realising our bodies are covered in a light sweat, with our shirts still on. "MMMmmmm".. playfully brushing your hand away from your clit, I slowly, gently rub, knowing you're sensitive- teasing you with a brief swirl of my fingers. "The night's barely begun", I whisper, that devilish twinkle in my eyes never leaving. “Mmm! I’m all yours, sexy”, she coyly murmurs back. Letting out a wicked smile, my glazed, dark gems peer to an open doorway, on the right, and I slide off, beckoning with a finger, to follow me when ready. She hears the shower start up, and smiles to herself as she realises its time to wash off, and slides off the couch... A Night In Continued - Jennaya As I get off of the couch to follow him down the hall, I unbutton my shirt to let is trail behind me as I walk, until finally letting it fall to the floor at the door to the bathroom. Reaching back to undue the clip on my bra as I walk through the door, a soft gasp escapes my lips as I notice all of the candles he has lite and the huge whirlpool tub he has ... all filled up with bubbles. Turning at hearing my gasp from where he is kneeling lighting an insense stick, he notices my expression and gives me a soft sensous look. "Come here baby," he whispers while standing up and reaching out for my hand. Placing mine in his, he pulls me close to give me a soft kiss on the lips and reaches his arms around me to undo the clip that I had completey forgotten about. As he pulls the bra down my arms and tosses it to the floor, his hands come up to cup my breasts and massage them gently. "Ahhhh," I moan, "that feels so good, don't stop......... Mmmmm." Chuckling, he moves his hands away and pulls me closer to the tub, "Come on ... in you go." As I step up onto the platform to bring my leg over the side, I slip slightly and without his there to support me, I would have fallen. "I've got you, careful now." As he helps me sit down in the hot soothing water, I let out a groan as I feel the heat seep into my body. "Wow, this feels so good," I advise as I look up into his sexy face, "aren't you going to join me?" "Not quite yet," he murmurs, turning around to grab something he had put on the counter. Turning back around, I notice a sponge in his hands. He moved to sit on the side of the tub and leans down to kiss my eyelids closed. "Close them beautiful," he demands, "I want you to lay back, feel the heat of the water swirling around you, and relax." I feel the jets start and let out a soft groan as I feel the water starting to rush over and around my body. His hands, not yet wet from the water, move to my hair to pull it off of my shoulders and up so that it doesn't get wet. He places a clip in it ... although where he came up with that, I couldn't say. He pushes me lightly downwards so that I'm laying down with my head balanced of the edge of the hard rim, but oh, he's even thought of that and lifts my head to place a towel underneith my neck. Not being able to resist, I slit my eyes open to take a look at him sitting there sexily.... noticing him looking right at my eyes, I know I've been caught. "Ahhhh... you don't follow instructions too well," he chuckles, "we'll have to see about that!" Quickly I close my eyes again and try to do as he's asked, just relax. The tequilla I had drank earlier seems to be wearing off and only a slight buzz remains, leaving my head clearer than before. Suddenly I feel a softness starting to rub up one arm, the sponge! Slowly he draws it up to my shoulders, across, then down the other as I feel him lean closer to me to try and reach across to the other side. I feel his breath on my lips and long to open my eyes to see what he's thinking... but restrain myself. "Good girl," he murmurs and rewards me with a light lick against the seam of my mouth. He brings the sponge back up and works it down my chest... purposely, I'm sure, missing my breasts. As he moves it down and around, across my stomach, I let out a quiet moan and feel my hips start to move upwards, begging for his touch. I can feel his hands on the leg closest to him and realize that he is trying to get me to lift it up. He places it on the edge and starts to run the sponge down the outside of my leg, past the knee, down to my foot where he uses his fingers to massage me. Then the sponge starts to move up the inside of my thigh, bringing him closer and closer to my hot pussy. "You're killing me here, you know that don't you, you little tease," I murmur. The only answer is get is his soft and sexy laugh as he again missing me where I'm so hot and ready for him. He moves under the water, down the other leg until again reaches my foot and uses his fingers to tease between my toes and kneed the bottom of my foot. A Night Out God I wanted him. Me and Nick sat waiting at the playground for my aunt and uncle to get home so we could visit them. "Doesn't look like they're going to get home any time soon Sam, sorry." he mumbled. I felt pissed off, and whenever I get mad I get really horny. I dared him that he wouldn't finger me in front of all these houses, at 7 pm in the evening, it wasn't even dark yet, but I knew he'd take it, and something about people watching turned me on worse. By the time he threw me back on the slide and started shoving his hand down my pants my pussy was starting to get wet. He ran his fingers slowly up against my clit through the silky material of my blue panties. My hips slowly started to grind up against his hand, showing him what I wanted. He smirked at me, he knew he had me right where he wanted me. I laid back and whimpered for him to shove his fingers in my cunt. My panties were slowly soaking through, and I knew he could feel it on the outside. He kept teasing my clit, using just the tip of one finger to glide slowly up and down along it. What a bastard, he knew I wanted him, why wouldn't he give into me?! In a hoarse whisper I said, "just shove it in already! What are you waiting for?!" He just smiled and kept it up. I grabbed his face, pulled him hard down on top of me, and started kissing him like crazy. Shoving my tongue in his mouth I searched for his. Finally he gave in and shoved his tongue into mine, licking all over trying to make me dripping wet. I felt his hand slide into my panties, "yes!" I thought. His skillful fingers started rubbing against the opening of my cunt. I spread my legs as far as they would open, inviting him to dive in. My juices were dripping down his fingers and onto his hand and I knew he wanted me too the way his breathing sped up. Finally he shoved two fingers up, oh god it hurt at first until my pussy stretched to fit them. I started moaning and put my mouth near his ear to make sure he heard it good and loud. He started shoving them in and out, faster and deeper. My moans got louder, until I was practically screaming for him to fuck me. "Shove that huge fucking cock inside me before I rape you!" I screamed at him. I got no response except a third finger being shoved up inside. I felt myself starting to build and I knew I was getting close. I mumbled it to him and he said, "common bitch! Let those juices flow all over me, you already know I want you!" Oh god, nothing turned me on faster then when he talked dirty to me. I felt myself near climax and I bucked my hips up against his hand. He took his thumb and started rubbing my clit at the same time his fingers were brutally fucking me. I started moaning louder, my breathing getting harder. "Cum for me you little slut!" was the last thing I heard before an explosion went off in my head and I lost control. My body dropped against the slide, riding off the waves of ecstasy. He drew his hand out of my pants and pulled me close making me watch him lick my cum off his fingers. "C'mon, lets go somewhere a little more... private." He motioned for me to follow him to his car. I dropped in the passenger seat, watching him start the engine. I looked down to find a mighty big bulge coming out of his pants. I grabbed his dick with one hand and started playing. He moaned softly and turned out onto the street. As we drove along I slowly slid my hand into his pants, under his boxers and started to give him a hand job while he drove. He almost came right there in my hand. He pulled into a little parking lot and pulled my hand out smacking it. "Now you're in for it you little whore..." he said softly before spanking my ass hard and yanking me over to a fence. "What's this?" I barely had time to ask before he motioned for me to jump over. The other side was sand, trees and little bushes so I figured it wouldn't hurt. I jumped over with him quickly following. I turned to see what he wanted and he pulled me into a tight embrace. I sunk into his kiss losing myself to the passion of it. Tongues flinging themselves at each other, hands searching for something to grab onto, our hips grinding in a slow rhythm together. I laid back and pulled him on top of me. "I want you NOW!" I hissed at him pulling his pants down as quickly as I could. He grabbed at mine and started yanking down hard too. "You dirty little slut, you wanna do it right here in the dirt don't you? Right outside in front of everyone?" I nodded my head quickly, pulling down his boxers and exposing what I had been waiting for all night... A long, thick dick stuck out and he pushed my legs apart. "God I want you" was all I heard before I felt something pushing apart my cunt. I laid back and tried to relax, knowing how good it would feel to finally have him shoving his cock into my soaking wet chamber. He started slowly, in and out, getting me used to it so I wouldn't have any pain. After he felt I was used to it he would go deeper, feeling my cunt walls stretch and suck him up. Soon he had his whole cock in, all the way up to his balls, which were banging against my ass as he fucked me. Our breathing became the same, low and hard, as we both began to climb. I grabbed at his ass, shoving him down harder into me, trying to get him deeper. His mouth left soft kisses along my collarbone and neck as he worked his way down to my aching nipples. Hard and standing erect right in front of his face. "Suck them!" I moaned and he grabbed at them with his teeth. Sucking hard on them and flicking them with his tongue I felt him getting close. "Cum with me slut, when I say the word okay?" he said into my breast. "You got it" I said between moans. Harder and harder he fucked me, getting us both up there until he dropped against me and we both collapsed, cumming all over each other. We laid there cuddling as we finished up. Finally his dick went limp and he pulled it out again, it was completely covered in my juice. "I guess I was a bit wet huh?" I kinda smiled and tried to joke. "Kinda? Your cum ran outta your cunt, and down into your ass, if that's kinda for you..." Then he pulled me up and we dressed each other. We jumped back over the fence, and to the car. As we drove home we both knew we had just experienced one of the most erotic, passionate sex sessions we had ever, and would ever, have... A Night Out Public Spanking "Wear something sexy, hon," he calls from the bathroom. I have no idea where we were off to, I like surprises so don't ask any questions. Looking round my wardrobe I smiled when I think about how turned on he gets when I wear a skirt. A skirt it is then. Which skirt, a long flowing one or a shorter one? Hmmm - think I will go with the longer one. Now what top should I wear? Something a little revealing. Here, the sleeveless white lycra one with the plunging neckline - yes, that will do. Pulling my top on I can feel my skin, still warm from my shower. A quick rub of my nipples for good-luck, mmmm, that always feels good. Since I am in for a surprise, I think I will give him one as well, so I remove my panties and pull my skirt on. Not too bad, I think as I look in the mirror. The skirt subtly brushes the outline of my legs and the top hugs my tits, accentuating them nicely. Pulling my shoes on I race downstairs and find him ready and waiting in the lounge. God he looks good. Jeans and casual shirt, his dark, dark eyes and his soft black hair. I kiss him on the mouth, and greet his tongue with mine. Running my tongue around his soft full lips I press myself firmly into him and feel his cock is starting to harden. With his hands on my upper arms he steps back from me, looks me over, grabs his keys, takes my hand and leads me out to the car. After driving for about forty minutes, we pull into the driveway of a house I haven't been to before. There are other cars here so I assume that we are going to a party or something similar. He leans over and kisses me hard on the mouth, one hand on my tits and the other cupping my neck. His tongue probes my mouth while his fingers twist my nipples. "You look great, hon, everyone will love you." Walking towards the door, I see that the garden is well kept, and there are lights around the edge of the house to accentuate it. He only knocks once, and a woman in her thirties opens the door. She is tall, with red flowing hair and the greenest eyes I have ever seen. He introduces both of us, so I figure she must be the wife of whomever it is he knows here. We leave the hallway and enter the lounge. There are about 15 people here already. The woman from the door follows us in and places a name badge on my shirt. I don't quite understand what is going on. Oh well - save introducing myself to everyone. Her hand lingers on my tit as she pushes the sticker on, I glance over and notice he is smiling at me, he got definitely got a kick out of that. The woman, who introduced herself as Carol, takes us to a bar set up in the dining room. We grab a drink as she begins to describe the layout of the house. "The lounge is a place for meeting or just socialising. Through the hall on the left is the public room, there are mattresses for you to enjoy anyone who is there. Further down the hall you will see cubicles, these are for private use, but with no doors, so you are welcome to watch the activities inside. Downstairs you will find a room with benches and chairs, along with chains and stuff. Oh, and out in the yard is a spa, another anything goes area. Everyone else here is a regular, but they will make you feel very welcome. Do as little or as much as you like. Enjoy." As she heads off towards the hall her hand brushes across my tits. I look at him, not knowing whether I heard her correctly. My head spins as I realise we are at a play party. I look quickly around the room and notice some very sensual women and some good looking men, my pussy tingles a little with the excitement of it all. "Well?" he asks, smiling, his eyes glinting. "It's kinda sexy, but I am not sure about this" I reply. "We can do or not do whatever you want, hon" and with that he kisses me tenderly on the cheek. A couple approaches us and I don't know whether to greet them or say nothing. "Hi" they say in unison. Once we have introduced ourselves my awkwardness leaves. We chat for awhile before they call some others over and before I know it, we are part of the group. We chat for a while talking about most stuff and I am feeling quiet comfortable. There is no mention of sex, just general chat, yet I find my mind is constantly thinking about sexual things. I can't help but watch a couple heading off down the hallway. She is a tall brunette with lithe silky legs, he is slightly shorter, with dark hair and a firm athletic body. I am curious as to what is happening in the cubicle they enter, but don't dare mention my curiosity. Slowly people start moving around the house. Some in the lounge have dressed down and are now in varying states of dress, while others remain clothed like us. Carol returns wearing a net body stocking and heels. Her dark round nipples pierce the net stocking. Her nipples are full and inviting, I watch her tits move as she heads towards us and I wonder what it would be like to take them into my mouth. As I look at her, my eyes are drawn to her trimmed pussy. She is standing with her legs apart slightly, the lips of her delicate pussy look sleek and dewy. "You guys doing ok?" We both nod, smiling. "Good then, take a look around, see what is going on, enjoy, enjoy. Feel free to get into something more comfortable" she laughs, her last words fading as she heads downstairs again. "Want to look around?" he asks, sliding his hand onto my ass. "Sure, why not, I am so curious I have to see". As we walk down the hall sounds of conversation are replaced with moans of pure delight. At the door of the public room I see the dim lighting silhouetting the bodies on the floor. Bree is on all fours and Doug is behind her, hands on her hips rocking his body against her as he shoves his cock deeper and deeper inside her. Her body shakes as Doug thrusts inside her. Her tits move with each pump. Brian walks up to them, Bree nods at him, and he immediately drops to his knees. Brian's thick cock is rock-hard. He encircles Bree's mouth with it, her tongue desperately lapping each time it touches her lips. Bree opens her mouth wide, ravenously sucking his throbbing cock deep into her mouth. Bree's enticing eyes are seducing me and she smiles as his swollen cock hammers her mouth again. Further into the room, Mike is lying on his back with Jacky straddling his hips. She has a soft full body, with ripe tits and large nipples. I can see his veined steely cock as she rides his body. The wetness from her pussy glints in the light as she slides up and down his long hard erection. There are others in the room but my attention stays mainly with these two couples. My pussy is tingling, my nipples are fully erect. He presses his body against me from behind and I can feel his full hard cock in the small of my back. His hands slide up my body until they rest on my tits. "your nipples are very hard, hon" he says with a small laugh. His hands circle my tits, fingers kneading into the soft flesh. We continue our journey and head down the hall to the cubicles. To my delight, in the first cubicle we discover Blair on his knees, head deep between Tracy's curved legs. She is lying off the edge of the bed; her legs spread wide for him. Brian is devouring her bushy pussy, fucking her with his pliant tongue. Tracey's chiseled body writhes as her hands pinch her own nipples. Her body lifts, the tremors escalating as she is taken over by a fierce orgasm. Brian's face engulfs her pussy. Her climax continues as Brian relentlessly tongue-fucks her. When she flops back down on the bed, Brian looks around at us, his face wet and sticky. He licks his lips and spreads her pussy lips open for us to see. His pointed tongue darts again into her deep wet pussy. Taking his time, he touches every inch of her dripping pussy with his tongue. Tracey begins to whimper as he circles her clit with the tip of his tongue. His tongue probing her clit, he slides a finger inside her dripping pussy. Her breathing is slow and shallow and her whimpering has turned into a deep moan. As he fucks her with his tongue and finger her body slams against the bed in a wave of ecstasy. As she cums she screams outloud, her body thrashing uncontrollably. Brian looks at us and I can tell by the look on his face he is set to continue for a long time. I am so horny, my pussy drenched with desire. I could fuck him right here and now, but I am still not sure about being with others. He takes my hand and leads me along the hallway further. As we pass by the other rooms we watch and listen to other couples fucking and sucking. As we reach the bottom of the stairs, I hear the familiar sound of something slapping flesh. Gentle slapping becomes hard spanking, a feeling I know all too well. Carol has John tied to a bench, ass in the air, and is spanking him with a paddle. John moans and I can clearly see his long hard cock. His ass shakes with each paddle, and I see the familiar red welt marks I love so much. Carol bends over as she slaps him giving us a view of her slick pussy. There is another couple in the corner area. She is young woman with a very firm body. She is tied to a rack, her arms are spread out to her sides and her legs wide apart. The guy attaches nipple clamps to her small pert tits. He drags a cat'o'nine tails across her firm breasts before using it gently on her body. Her moans fill the room with a feeling of want and desire. Further to my left, I see Jane strapped into a harness. The leg straps force her smooth legs apart. Her shaved engorged pussy is swollen. Straps engulf her large tits, forcing her nipples to swell. Her ass is exposed, and her partner for the night is fucking her good and hard. He leads me to the back of the room and sits down. There is only one chair so I stand beside him while we watch and listen to the intense sexual pleasure they are giving each other. My pussy is dripping and I am so horny. His hand slides up my legs on the inside of my skirt and it is then that he realises for the first time I am not wearing any panties. I feel him grip my ass tighter and tighter. He slides his hand between my legs and I open them for him slightly, wanting him to run his fingers on my pussy. His fingers tickle my wetness, sliding gently along to my swollen clit. He runs the tip of his finger on my clit for a moment before he removes his hand. As he places his fingers in his mouth, he looks at me longingly. His hand grabs my shoulders and pulls me across his lap. He slides his hand up my legs, taking my skirt up with it. Some of the couples from upstairs have gathered around us. "You are a naughty little girl, aren't you? You came out without panties on". His firm hand slides up my thigh, taking my skirt up with it. My curved ass is exposed. His hands circle my ass, teasingly. Circling every inch of flesh they can find. Thwack. His hand gently slaps my ass. I feel my skin tingle slightly before his fingers flicker over the cheeks of my ass. Thwack, this time a little harder. More caressing, and then a harder slap. His hands slide up my body and start to lift my top. As he pulls my top over my head he undoes my bra. My soft full tits are visible to everyone, nipples hard and erect. He rubs my back as his hand slides back down to my ass. Thwack, again and again, until he is spanking me good and proper. My clit is throbbing and my pussy dripping. The others are encouraging him to give me more and more, and I am glad. He tells me to spread my legs and with one hand spanking me, the other finds its way to my pussy. I feel him slide two fingers inside me. As he guides them into me, he twists them gently, pushing deep into my slippery sweetness. He pulls his fingers out and rubs them round my clit before removing his hand completely. I hear him reach for his drink, and then I feel a cold, cold hand slide down my ass. The chill traces my slit until it fills my steaming pussy. Oh god, it's ice. The coldness against the heat of my pussy is incredible. Although I am wincing, I love it. Slowly he slips two fingers inside me, cold and icy, as his other hand caresses my ass. I feel another finger on my aching clit. Rubbing it in circles, his finger twists and pulls the fleshiness of my clit while his other hand circles my ass. My pussy is dripping with the melted ice water. I feel a wave of heat engulf my body. My legs tremble and my tits shake as I feel the intensity of his touch. It isn't long before my whole body spasms as I am taken over by a gushing orgasm. Screaming out in pleasure my body hardly has time to recover before he starts again. Once isn't enough for him, and I remain over his lap while he continues to make me cum again and again. "Oh god, fuck me please" I can hear myself cry. I look up to see Brian coupling Tracey's tits in his hands as he stands behind her. One couple are fondling each other, her hand on his cock and his on her shaved pussy. The others are in various positions with tongues and hands moving as they watch us. He pulls me up off his lap and undoes his jeans. I lean in toward his thick cock. My tongue licking the tip of it, before I dive my mouth onto his thick cock. Holding the shaft of his cock as I slide my mouth over it, I drag my lips all the way to the head. My tongue encircles the tip as my mouth reaches the head of his cock before I plunge my mouth onto him again. My hand follows my mouth, sucking and pulling on his hardness, eager to please, hungry for more. I take my mouth of his cock and lick his balls, gently sucking them into my mouth. I can feel his body shudder as I plunge my mouth onto his cock again, deeper and harder. I continue to work his cock in my mouth hard and fast. Sucking licking dragging my mouth all over it. I can feel his body start to shake, his hips push into my face, his cock deep in my mouth. My mouth fills with his wonderful hot cum. I lick the head of his cock as I lift my head and look at him as I swallow his load. I lick his cock and kiss it before I lick my lips and smile at him. He lifts me up onto him so that I am straddling his legs. "Thanks, hon, I'm glad we came." "Me too" I reply "Me too". A Night Out "Will, my brother! I want you to go with me tomorrow night for some nightclubbing! I need to meet someone intriguing, a beautiful, mysterious woman who will sweep me off my feet!" Helen was vivacious and excited! "This is one of those times I've told you about when I need to meet a new person and have a new, sexual partner." Helen had been back with us for nearly three months now, and I was lying on our big bed watching her try on outfits. She was venturing out into the nightlife scene tonight in search of an unknown fuck. "Sister, I'd be proud and happy to escort you anywhere, but don't you think I'd be a third wheel? An unnecessary accompanist who could derail your search?" I was puzzled by Helen's request, she'd never taken anyone with her on these forays before. "I need you there, Will, to keep me from getting too carried away and doing something that might not be so very good for me. Remember what happened the last time I went out? It took me a week to get over that. They were both very cruel and sadistic and at the time, I responded as I did because it had been such a long time since I'd fucked a new person that my judgement was flawed." Helen was pensive. "Actually, I knew they were bent but I was so turned on by them I went despite my better judgment. I want you to be in charge, I'll do whatever you think is best and rely on you to keep me from making another mistake like that." She continued to hold dresses and jackets up in front of herself as she contemplated the affect in the large mirror. "Well, of course I will, Sweetheart! I'm not certain that I'll be as valuable as you think, you'll be able to duck out any time you want and I can't stop that from happening, but yes, of course, I'll go with you. Any man who wouldn't want to go out with you likes other men much more than he likes women!" I was complimentary and even looking forward to this. "Thank you, Brother! This time we'll be going to a well known lesbian bar on the east side of the city. I've been there before and I like the class of women that frequent the place. Thanks, sweety!" Helen was in an elated state. "Would you wear that beautiful Armani tux that Leah bought for you? You look like a male model in that thing, it's completely flattering to you!" "Helen, I'll wear anything you prefer, if it's the tux, I'll have it on tomorrow night when we leave." She continued trying different outfits in anticipation of her night out. As she slipped in and out of several revealing and sexy outfits, she thought back about what had happened the last time she had felt the need to experience what she now thought of as faceless sex. She had come back to her sisters and brother, rid of Tom, wanting to get away from the strange feelings and compulsion to be of service to the strictest, most unforgiving dom she could find. She had found, after Tom started strapping her, that punishment and hard use held a nearly uncontrollable fascination and attraction for her. She had imagined time and time again what it would be like to be owned, to belong to a dom who would use her without regard for her preferences or fears. The thoughts held a high powered sexual and mental satisfaction that she was hard pressed to control. She had been very happy to be home again, and she knew that she was in the best place she could be until she learned to control these destructive urges. That knowledge hadn't prevented the thoughts from occupying her mind, hadn't stopped the dreams of being a slave. Helen would awaken from those dreams in a state of total arousal. Her clit would be swollen and stiff, fluid would be pouring from her sex, her nipples would be stone hard centers of erotic sensation! It would take several hours of hard masturbation before she was able to get back to sleep. If she was lucky, one of her sisters or Will would be awake and she would fuck herself to sleep. She felt as though she was taking something from them when she fucked because of the dreams. It wasn't honest and it wasn't guiltless, and she knew her brother and sisters felt the difference. She would sometimes intercept a puzzled, measuring glance from one of them. In any case, after about two months, she had gone out on one of her forays in search of some strange pussy or cock and she found both! She was in an S&M bar she'd frequented before, watching the crowd, looking for the right person, when she realized that someone had moved up against her from behind. Immediately, she felt lips tuck up against her ear and a deep basso voice began telling her that she looked like the type who needed a good, brutal fucking! A crotch was insinuated against her thigh and she felt a monster of a cock through the person's clothing! It felt as if someone had rolled up a thick magazine and was holding it against her! Helen reached back, took the heavy, massive thing in her hand and tested, making certain it was a real cock and not a dildo of some kind. It was real, and the massive head alone completely filled her grasping hand! On her other side a huge pair of breasts that must have been surgically augmented moved into her field of vision, and a pair of painted lips moved against her other ear. A female crotch was glued to her other thigh and a feminine hand cupped her ass cheek and began massaging and plumping the ripe flesh. The fingers slid into the moist cleft between her cheeks and explored her tight anus thoroughly, rubbing slowly up and down and occasionally forcing open her sphincter slightly. A contralto voice spoke to her, telling her that she would really like to have her cunt filled with Helen's tongue as her husband fucked Helen to a roaring climax! A musky scent of aroused female filled Helen's senses and a large male hand cupped her pudendum tightly from her front! His large thumb burrowed between her pussy lips and began sliding up and down over her clitoris while his other hand unbuttoned her blouse, dipped into her bra, and took an erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger and began rolling that sensitive nub back and forth! Helen still hadn't seen his face. The female moved her beautiful face into her field of vision, and Helen saw waves of dark brown hair and large brown eyes. Her red mouth took Helen's mouth and began feeding voraciously on Helen's saliva, the pink tongue darting into her mouth and throat! The beautiful brown eyes remained wide open gazing into Helen's black eyes as she filled Helen's mouth with her tongue and her hand continued to handle Helen's ass! Her other hand took Helen's other nipple and began manipulating it just like the still unseen male was doing. Helen had yet to speak a word! Helen felt her juices start flowing from her stimulated cunt, and the large male hand at her pussy immediately exerted more pressure on her clit with his thumb, while he buried three fingers deeply inside her dripping pussy and began to finger fuck her! Helen grunted from the sudden onslaught then she sighed in satisfaction and began rotating her hips, stirring those fingers around her wanton, needy pussy! Now, the male mouth joined the female mouth at hers and two juicy tongues were driven deeply into her throat, and began a coordinated fucking in and out of her wonderfully filled mouth! The female fingers at her ass dipped further down between her legs and rubbed her own pussy juice on them, then they drove hard into her anus, penetrating her fully! These fingers also began a rhythmic motion in and out of her receptive ass! Helen stood there in the middle of the crowd, and for several minutes she was openly handled and kissed by two people she didn't know. They were both at her mouth, and their two tongues were working in concert, fucking her mouth! Her skirt was pulled up, her thong was pushed to the side, and her blouse was unbuttoned, her breasts bared. Her anus was being fucked by two feminine fingers as the male fucked her pussy with three of his large fingers. Their wet tongues filled her hungry mouth and their fingers filled both her holes as they used their other hands and rolled her nipples into rock hard arousal! She was beginning to pant with need and her knees were getting week! Both of them began filling her mouth with their saliva and Helen drank it hungrily, savoring the taste and slick wetness as her mouth was filled again and again! Her hips began to rotate on the fingers that were filling her holes, and a moan from deep inside her began to escape her lips. She was completely under their spell, the only thought she had was getting fucked, getting fucked hard and long by the two who had her in their hands right now! Helen felt a calmness of purpose descend upon her. It was right and proper that these two should take her. It was her place to be fucked by them, she owed herself to them because they wanted her and would use her often and harshly. Her proper order in things was to have these two own her, to do whatever they wished with her, to have her body put to their use! Having herself finally taken over was very satisfying for her and a strong sense of achievement and completion was filling her senses. Having her cunt and anus assailed while her mouth was raided felt right, felt meaningful, felt like she was fulfilling her purpose. The two tongues withdrew from her mouth and the deep voice of the male told her that they were taking her to their car so they could take her home and fuck her. He told her that she wasn't allowed to speak, she was only allowed to be fucked! Their hands remained busy with her body. Helen nodded her head slowly, taken away by the hands that were invading her body and only wanting to be fucked by these two! They began moving slowly to the door, bringing Helen along with their hands that were inside her cunt and ass. As they moved, one mouth, then another, would claim hers, their tongues raiding into her mouth and taking saliva from her. As she was led by her pussy and ass, Helen became more and more aroused and pussy juice began running down both legs! The trio would stop every couple of yards and Helen would be sandwiched tightly between her heavenly captors as their fingers and tongues would assault her with a vengeance! She was light headed now, the juice was pouring from her cunt, and the only sounds she was capable of making were soft grunts and loud moans as her body was completely taken, as she gave herself to the two who had decided to fuck her! It was a scene from a porno movie. A beautiful woman, amidst a large crowd, was being finger fucked wildly and led around by her cunt and anus! Helen's skirt was hiked up to her waist, her thong had been ripped from her by the male and was lying in a sodden heap on the floor. Her top was open and her bra had been pushed down off her breasts. The male and female were busy with her anus and cunt. You could plainly see their finger's buried in her pussy and anus, fucking back and forth busily. The fluid running from her snatch and down her legs left shiny tracks that gleamed wetly. The two who were busy with her body had a nipple and were rolling, plumping, and snapping the aroused peaks. Both of them had their mouth at hers and their tongues could be seen pumping her mouth rapidly. As they moved to the door, you could see their hands at her pussy and anus guiding her, moving her along, steering her. She was truly being led around by her cunt! Out the door and into a large, black car that must have been chauffeured as it began moving as soon as the door was closed. Helen found herself sitting in the male's lap facing away from him. He lifted her short, leather skirt, pried her vaginal lips widely apart with two very rough fingers and started working his thick, meaty cock slowly into her dripping pussy, filling her to the very top with a rigid, throbbing penis! Helen screamed loudly as the cock filled her cunt with what she wanted and needed! After socketing his cock firmly into Helen's accepting and eager pussy, he brought both hands to her bared breasts and began working her aroused nipples very hard, pinching pulling, rolling, cupping. His grip was firm and possessive, and Helen could tell that he regarded her tits and her pussy that was gripping his cock so very tightly, as belonging to him, and she was thrilled to her very core by the knowledge that she was his! The female was on her knees on the floor of the limo in front of Helen. She took Helen's head in her hands, rose to her knees, and pulled Helen's hungry mouth to that fragrant bush between her legs. Helen's tongue came out automatically and found that sweet bud of clitoris and wrapped around it! The woman began flooding her mouth with sweet pussy juice immediately! She grabbed two handfuls of Helen's hair and forced Helen's face hard into her pussy, grinding her snatch over Helen's mouth as Helen's tongue dove inside her! Finally, with his cock fully buried inside her, the male began fucking her very hard and violently! The slapping sound of his belly colliding with Helen's ass filled the car. He took both breasts firmly into his hands and used them as handles, moving Helen up and down on his raging cock! Helen felt her nipples harden into tight knots as her male captor worked her tits roughly, squeezing them hard, pulling her entire body up and down, using her tits as his levers for working her filled pussy on his cock! He crushed her breasts firmly, working the luscious mounds into diamond tipped readiness! The hard battering from the male was making it hard for the female to keep Helen's mouth glued to her dripping pussy! Helen was transported by the casual, everyday treatment she was getting. Both of her captors treated her like she was old, used property, fit only for using hard, good only as a way to provide them entertainment. They both projected an aura of ownership that was strict and required unquestioning obedience and submissiveness. Helen was eager to meet both of those needs! Her head was full of the sweet musk of the beautiful pussy she was licking! Her cunt was filled with a steel hard, thick piece of active cock! Her breasts were covered by two large hands that were kneading and pinching her to a painfully ready state! She was completely mindless to anything except the two creatures who were fucking her! The car stopped and the male stopped fucking her and drove his cock inside her to the very root, forcing a grunt from Helen with the violence of his move! He gripped her breasts even harder, and using them for handles again, he pulled her back tightly against his chest. Then, still holding Helen firmly by the tits, and with his cock securely socketed inside her, he scooted across the seat and out of the car. As he stood up, Helen reached behind him with her legs and wrapped them around his muscular thighs, clamping herself tightly against him, making certain that his wonderfully strong and pleasing cock would stay inside her hard packed pussy! She laid her head back on his shoulder and he leaned his head down and took her mouth again, her mouth that was wet and smeared with pussy juices from his female companion! She opened her eyes groggily and saw the form of the female ahead of them walking up to a door and unlocking then opening it. She entered the room sitting on the huge cock that had her pussy sensually stuffed, and saw a fully equipped bondage room lit by strategically placed candles. The large male took her straight to a rack and his companion began securing Helen tightly to the bars. He kept his cock inside her until his companion had her securely bound to the rack, then he backed up, popping his cock from her pussy with a loud slurping noise! She was spread widely open across three bars, with each of her orifices bared and pushed forward. She felt a tube entering her anus and straps holding it securely inside her were fastened. A flow of warm, thick, viscous liquid began running into her. She heard an electric motor start and soft rubber cups were fastened to each nipple. When they were securely attached, the motor whined up to a high, singing sound and Helen felt her nipples sucked hard into the center of the cups! The sucking continued until her nipples were pulled well into the cups and held there by the heavy suction! She heard a wheeled table being rolled up under her and felt a flexible dildo being inserted into her pussy. Another motor started and the dildo began pumping in and out of her cunt! Her body was slowly rotated back until her head was against a slim bench that was narrower than her head. That fragrant pussy appeared over her face again and the female sat on her face, grinding her pussy to just where she wanted it. "Eat me, bitch!" Helen heard that same throaty contralto voice but now it was thick with menace and threat. She shivered in happiness and fulfillment and ran her tongue into the slick passage and began loving the pussy that covered her mouth tightly! Helen heard a faint whistling sound and pain exploded across her ass! The male was beating her ass with some sort of stiff whip! Again the pain exploded in her ass! Helen tried to scream but the pussy covering her mouth muffled the scream to a faint sound of distress! Just then her anus gave up the struggle and the thick, warm fluid being pumped into her anus began running from her and splashing to the floor! Another bloom of pain across her ass and another scream into the pussy covering her mouth! Immediately after the whip burned into her ass, another blow crashed between her legs as the female began beating her between her legs! The pain was immense and all consuming! The screams ripped from her with each painfully intense stroke of leather against her ass and pussy! The pulsing dildo in her anus continued to force very warm, thick, viscous fluid into her anus. The pumps attached to her nipples maintained an extremely strong suction, sucking blood to her nipples and causing them to extend well away from her breasts. The pussy covering her mouth worked back and forth relentlessly, and her senses were overwhelmed by the taste and smell of hot cunt, a full anus, nipples that were being stimulated continuously, and leather crashing into her ass and her mindlessly stimulated pussy! Despite herself, she felt her hips beginning to move in time to the blows falling on her body! "Look at that!" Helen heard the male's deep voice! "We've found a great one! She'll be the best one yet! She's responding better than anyone we've ever found! Look at those hips come up to meet the belt! We'll keep her! She'll make more for us than all the others put together! We've got us a walking gold mine here!" "She can eat pussy like a pro, I wonder how she got this good at it, do you think she's a hooker?" She heard the female talking. "Nah, she's just one of those cunts with an affinity for the straps and for being in service! She'll work hard and enjoy most of it! The way she responded when we picked her up in the club told me we had a winner, but I never expected a pussy that loved the work and the pain as much as this one! I think she'll love being controlled and used as hard as we can use her! Look! Look at that clitoris! It's hard as a rock! Every time she gets hit, it gets stiffer and harder! Look at her pussy lips, they're almost purple right now! She hasn't quit tongue fucking your pussy for a second! This is a working pussy! This pussy will be the best we've ever found! Helen felt urine start pouring from her cunt as the beating continued! She was unable to move in the slightest and her two tormenters ignored the flow of urine and really began to pour it on! Their arms rose and fell in a hard, steady rhythm, and a harsh crack rang out with each blow to her body! Helen felt her bowels release but the fluid being pumped into her anus simply washed it away as fast as her body released it and the beating continued! She felt consciousness slipping away and finally escaped into blackness! A Night Out Helen began returning to the world of the living to find that she was totally and completely deaf and blind. As she moved, she felt a hand on her shoulder that steadied her and assisted her in sitting up. She realized that she was wearing a discipline helmet. She knew that this type of form fitting, leather covering, was designed to completely cover a slave's head and face and to prevent the slave from hearing and seeing. She felt the stretched muscles in her jaws protesting and knew that a ball-gag had been strapped into her mouth also. She realized that her head was drawn back so that her face was looking up. She decided that her captors had strapped her head back to increase her disorientation. She was unable to move her arms in the slightest and was finally able to determine that they were drawn hard behind her back, and joined together at the elbows in a leather arm stocking of some kind that had her arms tightly restrained and fastened to her back. She could feel a breeze on her lips, her genitalia, and her breasts, and from that she knew that her mouth, breasts, pussy, and ass were bare. There was a strange burning sensation in each nipple and in each of her vaginal lips, but she didn't recognize the feeling and had no idea what it was caused by. Her legs were covered tightly and from the extreme forward tilt to her feet, she knew she had a pair of extremely high heeled boots on her feet. As the hand on her shoulder lifted her to a standing position, she found herself close to being on tip-toes from the extreme height of the heels on the tight boots. Had Helen been able to see, she would have seen a female figure clad in shiny, black leather. An extremely tight discipline helmet covered her face except for her mouth, where a large, black rubber ball-gag was set well back into her mouth and strapped tightly in place by several buckled straps. Her lips were stretched tautly around the ball and her white teeth were bared in a grimace forced by the large size of the ball and the extreme depth that the ball had been forced into her gaping, silent mouth. A silver chain ran from the top of the helmet to a silver turnbuckle in the middle of the back of the corset she was stuffed into. The chain had her head drawn well back and totally immobile. She would have seen that the figure was radically corseted, her waist cinched down to a very tiny span. She could feel that the corset ended right where her hips started their curve. The smallness of her waist emphasized the swelling of her hips and forced her genitals slightly forward. She would have seen that black rubber plugs were in place in the figure's anus and pussy, held securely in place by more silver chains. She would have seen that her breasts were supported by a topless bustier, and that the tops of her breasts and her nipples were exposed. She would have seen knee high, lace up, boots, with 3 inch platform soles and 10 inch stiletto, steel capped heels. She would also have seen that each nipple and her vaginal lips were pierced by large, silver nipple and pussy rings, with silver chains attached that were gathered together and fastened to a short leather leash. She would have seen that she was controlled by chains attached to her nipples and pussy all at once. That leash was in the hands of the female who was with the male who had taken her from the club. She would have seen a figure that was thoroughly threatening and sexual, yet at the same time, because of the chains, submissive and tightly controlled. Her lack of sight and hearing allowed none of this but Helen was very aware that she had been taken by a pair of very sadistic dominants and that she was in for some very hard and painful use. This knowledge was very comforting and calming for her. She was determined to make her owners proud when she was put to use. She knew that she'd scream and cry out, the pain ensured that, but she also knew that there were things she could do to make certain that her captors and users were aware that she loved being used, that she was performing at her absolute best for their approval. Helen had often thought of being in this position before she was raped. The thought of being totally controlled and used as a sexual toy and target for the most sadistic behavior, had been very tempting and exciting. Being able to surrender every decision and option to another, and to function only as directed by her dom, had been a siren call for her to sink into the dark world of S&M until she disappeared. The rape had changed that, but in the back of her mind, the fascination had persisted. To be used as a sexual convenience, or as a target for sadistic impulses, with nothing else at all to concern her, struck a deep, resonant chord in her sexuality. To be a walking sperm depository, a living target of sadism, a mindless slave, a faceless, needy collection of always available orifices, hungering to be filled, to be used hard, available to any who wished to use or mistreat her, would fulfill her darkest, most hidden, unspoken fantasies! The unknown subject of sexual use and abuse, the convenient pussy, mouth, anus, and tits for use by any who happened to be even slightly interested. The faceless body to be beaten, disciplined, contorted, pissed on, shit on, whatever the person who happened to notice her wanted to do to her. No self-determination, no capability to refuse, no say whatsoever in what or who could use her. Now, through a serendipitous decision to be at the S&M club, she had been taken by exactly the type of doms she had ached and pined for. No one knew where she was, no one had any way to find her, she was bound into slavery with no hope of release, and as a matter of fact, no wish to be released. Her new owners would hold all control over her. They would determine what she did every minute. What she wore, if anything, what she saw, if anything, how often she fucked, how often she was disciplined. She was like a vase that they had bought. She was their property, to be filled or broken or ignored. Her very existence was controlled by her owners, as it should be, she was theirs! Four intense points of fire suddenly bloomed on her body as the female pulled the leash tight. Helen moved forward rapidly and her nipples and pussy were eased of the fire that had possessed them when the leash was tightened. She continued to move forward until a hand pushed against one bare breast and she stopped. She felt a hand at her helmet and the sides were eventually pushed up, allowing her hearing to return. The hands moved to her eyes and a strap-on cover over her eyes was removed. After the blackness, Helen was blinded by the dim light, but her eyes gradually adjusted and she could now see the female who had taken her. The female's voice began telling Helen what was expected of her and what she was allowed to be, as she began unbuckling and removing the large ball-gag that filled Helen's mouth. "You belong to Thor and Eve now! You have no will of your own! We control every aspect of your future existence! You will do everything we tell you to do and you'll do it quickly and happily or you'll pay a very steep price! You will not speak, the only sounds you'll make will be screams! You are going to be used very hard and often, you will exist here as long as you do what we direct you to do. If you become more trouble than you're worth, you'll end up in the starring role in one of Thor's snuff films. Whatever happens, you will never leave here. You are ours and we'll control you completely. You're a slave, a slave to Thor and Eve! We use our slaves hard but we give them a small amount of time without being gagged, plugged, and bound, if they give us freely what we require, total obedience! Nod your head if you understand!" Eve looked at her expectantly, and Helen nodded her head frantically, feeling her cunt beginning to drip and her nipples harden into points of desire, as the words being spoken moved her intensely! "Good, you're making a fine start! Keep it up and you may survive for a while! The woman began removing the plugs, and when they were out she unhooked them from the chains on the corset that held them in place. Next, she unhooked the chains to Helen's nipple and pussy rings, giving Helen even more relief from her enforced bondage. Helen thought the brilliant silver rings through her nipples and each lip of her pussy were very beautiful and she appreciated the pain they could bring to her if either of her owners decided to use them to control her. Looking at Helen closely, Eve said, "I'm going to release your arms from the covering. I'm warning you that the least aggressive move will earn you a most severe beating! Thor loves to beat slaves, he can reduce you to a screaming mass of pain in a split second! He has driven several difficult slaves mad with his persistent, hard edged sadism and cruelty!" Eve was emphatic and sincere in her warning and the word cruelty brought another sudden surge of juices running from Helen's already stimulated cunt! Helen felt the truth in Eve's voice and forced herself to return to the training she had endured at Leah's dungeon. Rapidly, she called those experiences back to the present and settled her training firmly, a protective mantle on her shoulders. As her arms were released, Helen fell to one knee and clasped her hands behind her head. She focused her gaze on the floor and concentrated upon projecting obedience, respect, and loyalty in every movement and every breath she took. At the same time, she became ultra sensitive to Eve's tone of voice and body language, alert to react to whatever she was required to do. Eve fell silent, watching Helen narrowly, ready for anything, puzzled over the very obvious training that gave Helen a shroud of dignity and purity of purpose. Eve felt a sudden chilling thought surface in her mind. The only slaves she'd ever seen with this much presence and dedication had belonged to Mistress Leah, a Dominatrix of legendary repute, whose slaves were the best and most accessible in the entire world of S&M. If this one was a slave belonging to Mistress Leah, she'd be out looking for her and Leah had a peculiar ability to recover her slaves and severely punish those who took them. "Stay there, don't move! Eve turned and fled from the room, slamming the door behind her! Helen did exactly as ordered, not moving in the slightest, waiting for her new masters to return and put her to use. She went to that other place and watched alertly, ready to respond immediately. In about twenty minutes, Thor and Eve both entered the room. Helen remained where she was, showing the proper obeisance to her owners. "Oh, shit, Eve, I think you're right, she is a Leah trained slave!" Thor's heavy voice was excited and a little fearful. "There must have been ten or twenty people who saw us take her from the club, Thor! You insisted on testing her compliance and need before we took her away and you did it right there for everyone to see! We both had our fingers in her holes and our tongues in her mouth! We took her out of there with her holes filled and our tongues down her throat!" Eve's voice was full of concern and fear! "Relax, Eve, no one knows about this place except you and me! Leah may find us, but she'll never find this place unless one of us tells her! If I even think you're considering giving me away, you'll never live to see the following day! I'll kill you where you stand!" Thor's voice was matter of fact and menacing! "Well, what do you want to do then," Eve was ready to do whatever Thor wanted. "Let's go ahead and get her cleaned up and fed, let her rest, and we'll take her out with us tonight to the cave. We'll show her off and put her to use! I want her to get used to being used hard and often, she's got a lot of that coming, we need to get her started!" Thor was adamant! Thor and Eve left the room again and shortly the door reopened and two female slaves entered and took Helen to a large tub. They started the hot water running and dumped salts and soap into the water. They helped her into the tub, laid her back, and each of them took a sponge and began washing her thoroughly. When they had covered every square inch of her body, they stood her up in the hot soapy water and one slave took her pussy and the other her ass and they began using their tongues to clean both openings spotless. Helen was purring with contentment by now, fucking the two tongues gently as they cleaned her cunt and anus. Finally, Helen sank into a smooth, liquid orgasm that had her fucking both tongues happily. When her body recovered they helped her from the tub, dried her thoroughly, led her to a pallet on the floor, and reattached the chains to her nipple and pussy rings. Finally, they secured her arms loosely at the wrists and pulled a pair of hand coverings over her hands. Helen would be unable to release the chains with her hands firmly bound in this manner. Both slaves left and one returned with food and water. She sat the plates in front of Helen and left again. Helen fed herself like she was a dog, lapped up some water, laid back on the pallet and gave herself up to her exhaustion. She was asleep in three or four minutes. Her dreams were erotic, she was fucked time and time again by faceless men and women. She was fucked in every opening at once, and sperm was pumped into her by the quart. Helen's dreams were comforting to her, she reveled in being used, she was ready when they came for her. The door rattled and Helen returned from that other place, kneeled, and lowered her face to the floor. Her hands went behind her neck and she clasped them together there. Thor and Eve entered with two female slaves in tow. They were outfitted just like Helen had been earlier and they had the rings from their nipples and pussies gathered into a leash that was held by Eve. Eve draped the two leashes over a small peg and tapped both slaves on the forehead. The slaves knew that meant not to move. Thor and Eve proceeded to outfit Helen as the third of their slaves. When they were through, Eve held three leashes, each leash terminated with four silver chains from each slave. The four chains consisted of two chains running from each large nipple ring, and two chains leading from the large rings in each pussy lip. Each slave was similarly chained and guided by Eve. Each slave was also outfitted the same. Black leather, severe bondage, tits, ass, and pussy were all bared. Each slave was blind and deaf thanks to identical discipline helmets on each one. They were soundless too, identical black rubber ball-gags holding each slave's mouth gaping open. Thor went to each slave and rouged their nipples and their vaginal lips, working carefully around the nipple rings, the pussy rings, and the large pussy plugs chained securely into each slave's pussy. Butt plugs were also securely chained into each slave's anus. When he had finished, Eve began leading the slaves behind her as they all left for The Cave, a members only club that catered to the really rough S&M trade. The three slaves would be used very hard tonight, there were only the three of them to service some forty five members who were expected to attend. The procession proceeded outside and to the large, black limo. The trunk was opened and one at a time, the slaves were put into the trunk and chained to custom mounts that had been installed. Their leashes were gathered together folded into a small coil, and crammed into Helen's pussy past the large plug and tucked well inside her. Helen wasn't picked purposely, she just happened to be the last one chained in and by virtue of being the last, Eve rolled the leashes tightly together and stuffed them past the large plug and well into her pussy. She gave Helen's nipple a fond twist and stepped back. The trunk was closed and Thor and Eve got into the limo and it left. Arriving at the clubs private entrance, Thor and Eve climbed from the limo, went to the trunk and opened it. The members crowded around and there was much murmuring and talking when the three slaves, outfitted identically, glittering chains and shiny leather were revealed. Eve reached in and pulled the ends of the three leashes from Helen's cunt. Thor released the locking mechanism and Eve pulled the three from the trunk. They came quickly and neatly, the nipple rings and pussy rings saw to that. Finally, they were all out of the trunk and Eve led them inside and to the dungeon. Eve removed their gags, their eye coverings, their ear coverings, and released their arms which the slaves promptly clasped behind their heads. They each bent over in turn and the slave behind them removed the butt and pussy plugs from the slave in front of them. When Helen, who happened to be at the head of the line, had her plugs removed, she walked behind the slave at the end of the line and carefully removed the plugs from her anus and cunt. Sticking her face between the slaves legs, Helen reverentially kissed the recently unplugged pussy and anus, then she stood up and returned to her place! Now all three slaves had all of their holes ready for access and they were all capable of hearing and talking so they could respond to member's orders as they were used. The first order of business was the financial report for the past month. Thor had the slaves daisy chained together in a circle, each slave's face at another slave's open pussy, each slave's fingers in the slave's anus whose pussy she was eating. The three slaves gave the members something pleasing to look at while the financial committee went over the past month's receipts and charges. The loud sounds of three pussies being enthusiastically eaten resounded throughout the tiresome reading and approval process. When the report was approved and entered into the minutes, the real fun for the members began. First a group beating was administered. All three slaves were mounted on racks and each member chose their favored implement for thrashing slaves and then they were each given five minutes to administer their own brand of sadism to the three slaves. Where possible, each slave was beaten by two or three members at once, as long as each member concentrated on one area, this worked quite nicely and soon loud shrieks from sweating, flinching slaves were ringing loudly through the cavernous club! Members were sweating too, taking turns moving from one slave to another. From a distance, each slave was easily located as they were all at the center of a group of members. Each group was easy to spot because of arms rising and falling as they laid into the bound slaves! They all noticed and commented on the slave who had been restrained on the middle rack. She responded very actively to their beatings! Her hips would churn, juice would spurt from her pussy, her shrieks were full of a sort of happy abandon. Most charming was that after about ten minutes of beating, she'd lose control of her bladder and would piss on herself. The third time she did this, a member was ready with a small glass and most of her urine was caught in the glass then fed to the slave while still warm. She drank her own piss like it was nectar! During the long period of beatings, she was fed five glasses of her own urine. When the beatings were done, she was positioned under Eve's pussy and Eve pissed a gusher of urine into her mouth, slapping the slave's pussy hard with a strap every time the slave would swallow. When Eve had emptied her bladder into the slave, Thor stood several feet away and Eve began beating the slave's ass with a limber cane as he pissed into her mouth! His urine hissed out of his cock in a thick, forceful stream, and splattered wildly inside the slave's mouth. The slave valiantly attempted to swallow all of it but it came so fast and hard that she didn't have a chance. She did swallow at least a quart as Thor stood there for two or three minutes, emptying his piss into her mouth. When he had emptied himself Thor shoved his cock into her mouth and the slave cleaned him thoroughly by deep throating him and licking his cock! Thor gave her an affectionate, very hard pinch on a nipple as he walked away, and everyone who happened to be watching saw the shudder of excitement and happiness pass through the slave's body as her owner noticed her enough to pinch her nipple! A Night Out The slaves were made available for whatever members wanted and lots were drawn to see who got who and when. Soon, the slaves were being used very hard and very frequently. They were fucked, they were beaten, they sucked, they donned dildos and fucked female members, they ate female member's pussies. They were gang fucked, they were tortured, they were subjected to whatever the member decided to do. Again, all the members were very impressed by one particular slave. She was visibly happy and thankful as she was used, participating enthusiastically when permitted! Finally, the evening came to an end and the slaves went around to each and every member and kissed their pussy or their cock, and their asshole. Eve and Thor began outfitting them again for their trip home and when they had them properly attired, they took them to the limo, stored them in the trunk, then stood around for an hour or so discussing the night's activities. Thor got bored with the talking and he and Eve went home, taking their slaves with them. It was about an hour after she had been cleaned up and sent to her pallet when a slave came in, hooked Helen's chains to a leash and led her out of the basement and into the house. She was taken to Thor's bedroom and tethered to his bedpost. Several hours later Thor came in and undressed. He crawled into his bed and beckoned for Helen to join him. As soon as she had settled into his bed next to him, Thor mounted her and started fucking her. His cock was so large that he completely filled her cunt when he entered her! Helen went totally rigid and an orgasm of epic proportions exploded inside her! She screamed involuntarily and began pumping her hips rapidly, pouring juices over Thor's cock as it worked her pussy! Thor went up on his knees, and put his arms around Helen's back, holding her to his chest and lifting her free of the bed. As he held her against himself he began fucking her violently, her ass a good three feet off the bed! He took her mouth and fucked her hard! Her body was slammed time and time again as Thor worked his cock rapidly in her pussy! Every time he'd stroke in, his body would slam against her and throw her away from his cock, then he'd jerk her back, burying his cock inside and slamming her again as their bodies met! The sound of hard working, sweaty bodies slapping against each other were loud in the room. The wet schlup, schlup, schlup of his cock working her wet pussy was continuous! Thor would occasionally bite Helen's lips or her tongue and her grateful screams would echo throughout the room! Orgasms would take her mind away from her in waves of frantic pumping and grating, grinding, cumming! She would regain her senses to find herself suspended off the bed, still being fucked hard and fast by a very stiff, fat cock! Abruptly, Thor threw her off his cock and flipped her over. He lifted her mid section until she was on her hands and knees, her anus pointing directly at his raging cock, and he drove his cock into her inviting anus in one move, sinking it fully into her, until his hard belly snugged up tight against her ass and his cock was as far inside her as it could go. Helen screamed shrilly and loudly as his cock entered her ass and grounded fully against her colon! Thor sat back on his heels and taking Helen's breasts into his hands, he used her breasts to drag her up onto his lap, careful to keep his throbbing cock fully extended in her anus! Taking a tighter, crushing grip on her breasts, Thor began bouncing Helen up and down on his cock, using her breasts as handles and levers to move her where he wanted her. Helen dropped her hands to her running pussy and began rubbing her clitoris rapidly as Thor fucked her in the ass. A sudden, unexpected orgasm captured Helen and her hand became a blur on her clit and her ass spasmed tightly around Thor's invading, hammering cock! Thor reacted by groaning loudly and pouring sperm into her asshole by the pint! Helen tilted her head back and Thor began french kissing her as he pumped ejaculate into her ass! Thor continued to bounce Helen on his cock until he quit pumping sperm into her, then he pushed her off his cock again, turned her on her back again, and without missing a beat drove his cock, which was fresh from her anus, deeply into her wet, heated pussy! The hard fucking continued and Helen's cunt was worked strenuously from the front again! Sweat began pouring from her body as Thor hammered at her, working her pussy hard and taking her mouth with his own. He wrapped his arms around her and crushed her against him, all the while pounding into her pussy like a jackhammer! She wrapped her legs around his back and locked them together, moving with him in sweet concert! Her own arms went around his broad back and Helen rode the whirlwind that was Thor, working hard with him, pumping her well filled pussy hard, sucking his thick tongue, slamming her pussy against him, taking that gigantic cock as deep into her pussy as it would go! Thor fucked her and fucked her and fucked her! Helen was taken regularly by hard, long lasting orgasms, but Thor just kept pumping his cock into her grateful pussy, sinking to the bottom of her, pulling out, slamming back! Tongue fucking her mouth to the same rhythm as his cock plunging into her hard used, hard worked pussy! Helen was rapturous! Her owner's cock was working her hard, fucking her frantically! He had her in a strong embrace, her body pasted to his, her mouth full of his thick tongue! Her owner was fucking her, and he was fucking her very hard and fast and beautifully! Helen lost all ability to reason and became one with her hard working pussy! The only thing that existed for her was her owner and her pussy! Helen felt Thor's cock swell even more in size, and she knew he was getting ready to drown her pussy! She locked her legs even tighter, held him closer and began screaming into his mouth as an orgasm of cosmic proportions began shaking her body like a dog with a bone! Thor stopped dead and gave a loud yell! Then he began sawing his cock in and out very slowly, grunting with effort as sperm was ejected in hard, solid streams, that splashed forcefully against Helen's insides and began filling her pussy to the top. He stroked the full length of his huge cock, withdrawing so that the tip was just barely inside her pussy, then sinking it to the very root, deep inside her. Cum would spew from his penis the entire time he stroked into her, and it spewed forcefully in a solid stream of creamy, white, very thick sperm. Helen was mindless, clinging to Thor for all she was worth! She had lost the capability to think, her entire physical being was dedicated to fucking Thor! Dedicated to taking his rich, thick sperm into her greedy, avid pussy, to keeping that awesome cock buried in her pussy! Dedicated to keeping his mouth on hers! Dedicated to working her pussy hard on a very satisfying and demanding cock, to fucking Thor until he was completely satisfied! Dedicated to fucking Thor until she was incapable of moving, to keeping their superheated, sweating bodies locked together in a paroxysm of hard fucking! She belonged to Thor, she was born to have his cock fucking her! She was his slave, she was his property, she was his! When Helen awoke, she was back on her pallet and a slave was urging her to her feet. Her pussy and ass were coated with dried semen from the massive fuck that her master had given to her. The slave took her to her bath and assisted Helen in getting clean. The slave dried her and led her back to her cell where her pallet had already been folded and left on a shelf. The door closed and the slave departed, leaving Helen alone. Several hours later, the door opened again and Eve entered with the same slave. The slave was carrying a bondage cover and the equipage that went with it. Eve and the slave began outfitting Helen, getting her ready for another strenuous day as one of their possessions. When they had Helen outfitted, she was again blind and deaf, severely restrained and wearing black leather. Her chains were attached to her leash and Eve led her from her cell and gathered the other two slaves together. She led the three of them out of the basement and into the house. Helen's heart was hammering away as she contemplated what onerous and difficult use she'd be put to. The actuality was a letdown, Helen was to be a hatrack today. She was posed at the front door, her leash was under tension and was holding her nipples and pussy lips stretched well away from her body, and guests would casually hang their coats, hat, cases, packages, etc. on her extended arms or on strategically placed studs on her leathers. Being a hatrack was extremely pleasing to Helen. It was only right that she serve her owners in whatever way they deemed to be proper. If they wanted a hatrack, she'd be the best hatrack they'd ever had! Helen concentrated hard on what she was, she tried to project a safe, secure aura that would be reassuring to anyone who happened by. She was largely successful at this until the last two arrivals came through the front door like a severe explosion of deadly purpose and revenge! It was 2 p.m. and Helen had been missing since the evening before. This would be the second night with no word or call from her. I was nearly psychotic with worry and had spent all day trying to track her down. I had been to every S&M club I was able to identify and found that the people who worked in bars and nightclubs weren't the same people who worked in the clubs at night. I had come up empty and was getting ready to go out tonight and revisit each one with a picture of our sister, trying to pick up some sort of trail, trying to find someone who had seen her. Leah walked into the room and asked, "Will, I need company tonight, I know how to find Helen, will you go with me?" I looked at Leah in amazement and said, "Leah how can you know anything about this, you've not been involved in S&M for more than two years now, how can you be so certain that you'll be able to find her?" "Will, please realize that I was once the pre-eminent Dominatrix on the west coast. Many of my trainees are very wealthy women and they all keep in touch with me. I know how to find our sister! One stop to locate her and one stop to take her back. It will take maybe two hours at the most!" She spoke confidently and clearly and I was made a believer on the spot! "Leah, darling, I believe you can find Helen for us, and I'll be glad to come with you! Please, keep an eye on me and try not to let me lose control. I'm having a very hard time keeping my temper. I may lose it when we find the one responsible for taking her!" I was sincere in my appreciation and my voice told her that I was also sincere about losing my temper and hurting someone. Leah walked up against me and took my face in her hands and kissed me very sweetly. "Come into the bedroom, Will. I want to fuck you and suck your beautiful cock. I want you to eat my pussy, suck my tits, and fuck me for a good, long time. I want your cock inside me, Will, I need to be fucked before we go out tonight." Leah and I took ourselves into our large, communal bedroom and fucked sweetly and frantically for nearly two hours! I pumped sweet cum into her and she showered my hard working, thankful cock with her pussy juice. After we fucked, we sixty-nined for a good, long time before she laved my tongue with her sweetness and I filled her sweet mouth several times with sperm. We snuggled up to each other, I took a large breast into one hand and slid two of my fingers into her silver cunt, she grasped my wet cock with one hand and then we both took a nap. When I awoke, Leah was gone, the spot she'd occupied still warm from her sweet body. I dressed in athletic shoes, old Levis, and an old, tight fitting cotton tee shirt. I had promised Leah that I'd be circumspect and keep my temper in check, but I wanted to be ready if something was brought to me. I was hoping of course, that whoever had done this would try to stop us from reclaiming Helen. In that case I felt that anything I did would be justified. I went into the front room and sat down, waiting for Leah. I heard a deliberate, slow tapping as someone came down the hall in high heels and I turned to face the door from the hallway. A tall, regal, dignified apparition in black leather sauntered through the door. It was our Leah, but not the Leah we all knew and loved! This was a cold, calculating, imperious, dangerous creature! She stood about 6'3" in her high heeled leather boots and gave me a look that would wilt every leaf on an oak tree in seconds! Her body was completely covered in black leather! The only skin visible was her face and ears. The leather was very obviously custom made for her, it clung tightly to every curve and snugged into every crevice, fitting her like a second skin! "Let's go, Will Thomas, take me to The Grotto nightclub. Don't talk to me, stay behind me, don't interrupt me, don't touch me, and do exactly what I tell you to do and do it promptly! I've got to maintain a certain attitude in order for this to work. I have that attitude right now and if you do what I just asked, I'll be able to keep this attitude until we have Helen back!" Leah was deadly serious and I resolved to do just what she wanted. I decided that I would show a respectful silence and move with alacrity when she said move! I escorted her to the car keeping a good four steps behind her. I opened the back door and let her in, then got in the front and drove away. We went to The Grotto. The doorman did a double take when he saw Leah advancing up the walk with me trailing her in respectful silence. He swept the door open and nearly wet himself he wagged his tail so hard! "Mistress Leah, welcome back to The Grotto! We've not been honored with your presence for much too long a time!" He was totally obsequious and frightened! Leah favored him with a disinterested, brief glance then dismissed him just as fast and walked right past him. I pressed a ten dollar bill into his sweating palm as I walked past. I followed Leah into a dimly lit nightclub that was attempting to look like a cave. There were numerous implements of torture hanging on the walls but the customers were the real sideshow! Every imaginable obsession and fetish was visible with the patrons. The noise level was deafening when we entered then the noise began to tail off rapidly as more and more people spied the tall, dangerous figure standing in the foyer, attended by a not-so-bright muscle man who was obviously her driver and gofer. She hadn't been standing there for more than twenty seconds and the place was absolutely still, there wasn't a sound! A tall, muscular man in a skintight strappy tee hustled nervously up to Leah, genuflected and in decorous, respectful tones offered his services to the famous Mistress Leah. Leah sniffed disdainfully at him and in frosted tones told him she wanted the best table and some privacy. He immediately wheeled away and marched to a table at the back of the room on a raised platform. The occupants at the table saw him coming and hastily abandoned their preferred status and bolted from the table. A fresh linen tablecloth, freshly cut flowers in a chrystal vase, and comfortable chairs appeared miraculously from thin air and the nervous man held her chair for Leah then seated her and snapped his fingers at the troupe of servers who had assembled at his side to do her bidding. They ran away, all in different directions, then began returning, one with a silver cigarette holder another with a hardboard box of cigarettes that I've never seen since, and another with a tall, amber drink in a slender, ice encrusted tumbler! They each handed their precious cargo to the very nervous man and he in turn set her drink in front of her on a snow white napkin, took a cigarette from the box, gave it to Leah, and then lit if for her. "Mistress, if there's the least thing you require simply snap your fingers and I'll be here, ready to serve you!" The very nervous man bowed deeply as he backed from the table and Leah's steely gaze began scanning the packed room. Will was standing behind Leah, his eyes cast down at the floor, his attitude one of respectful, well trained obedience and patience. Even with his eyes on the floor, Will was attuned to everything that was going on around him and Leah, nothing missed his eagle eye, He didn't know how she did it, but Leah would have visitors approach her table and she would tell them about her missing slave. The visitor would answer her questions and in thirty minutes, Leah knew that Helen had been in this very club the night she'd disappeared, that she'd been taken from the club by a pair of doms named Thor and Eve, that the two doms had handled Helen thoroughly before taking her from the club, that Thor and Eve were members of a club that had a facility called, The Grotto. Leah signaled imperiously and a telephone appeared on her table, brought by a young female server. The phone was plugged in and Leah made exactly three calls. She stood up abruptly and strode from the club, with me in close, respectful attendance. The car was brought around, I seated Mistress Leah, then we drove away, Leah giving directions to the place where our sister Helen was being held. We pulled up to an imposing two story structure. Leah walked to the front door, turned to me and told me to break it down. "Is Helen here?" I felt the rage building and I was beginning to hear those rabid, loud snarls of the dogs as they took possession of me! "Yes, Will, she's here." Leah looked directly into my eyes and saw the fangs of the dogs working there in my mind. I lowered my shoulder and hit the door, it splintered like matchsticks and flew into the entryway, crashing against a wall eight or ten feet away. I charged inside, and saw a leather covered form to my left. The figure was holding several hats and some umbrellas. Then my gaze dropped to her exposed genitals and I knew, it was Helen! "That's her right there Leah, that's Helen, take her!" The joy in my voice was obvious! As Leah reached for Helen, Helen screamed loudly and tried to get away from her! Leah grabbed her and held her close, lifting her from her feet. "I'm taking her to the car, Will. She's out of her mind right now, she's resisting!" Leah turned and started to walk through the door carrying Helen in her arms. Helen was crying loudly and yelling for someone named Thor! Before Leah could get through the door, the frame was filled with a huge figure! Massive, muscular arms and shoulders, trunklike thighs, massive chest, a steroid devotee of the highest order! I heard a loud, snarling sound erupt from my throat, then my head was filled with the dogs as they fought ferociously! I shot through the door, snarling at the top of my lungs all the way, and muscle boy was just starting to realize that his world was going to be changed forever, when my hands settled on his body and I broke his forearm midway between his elbow and wrist. The wet, snapping sound was followed by a shriek of pain and the shape of his arm took an abrupt right angle turn, white bone peeking through torn skin. The dogs were in full voice now, the rabid barking, snarling, and snapping of their jaws filled my head! Without any pause, I grasped his other arm above the elbow and pivoted, throwing the back of his shoulder across my hip. His shoulder separated neatly with a meaty, sucking sound and the dogs rejoiced! Their song of revenge and hurt sang in my ears and in my veins! I was one with them now, the dogs had me! As my object for punishment slipped to the floor, I caught his head, took an ear into my mouth closed my jaws tightly, and ripped the ear from his head! The warm blood filled my mouth and I heard myself actually howling in triumph! A Night Out The last few rays of the evening sun hung low over the sky, as a truck pulled into the parking lot of a local restaurant. Pulling into an open space near the doorway of this evening choice of dining. A fairly popular chain of restaurants, famous for their seafood. He quickly opens his door and locks it before his feet even touch the ground. He makes his way over to the passenger side of the truck to open the door for her, as any gentleman would. Opening the door, he offers her his hand. She graciously accepts it as she exits the vehicle, locking her door with her free hand. They slowly make their way towards the entrance of the restaurant, her hand in his. Close to the entrance, his hand escapes hers as he reaches for the door to open it for her. Again, another seemingly common gentleman act. She steps past him as she enters. Seizing the opportunity, he breathes in the sweet scent of her as she glides past him. Once inside, the hostess greets them. With courteous response, he offers up the requested table. "Two, for smoking, Please." he says. The hostess directs them immediately to a dimly lit room. Seemingly, the only lighting are a single lamp placed a few feet about each table and booth. The hostess further directs them to a cozy booth, set back in the corner and offers up the menu and specials like any good hostess does. He thanks the hostess before she scampers back to her post. Now seated in their booth, across from each other. He looks across the darkly stained wood table at her. A smile creeps across his lips as he gazes upon her. Her head is down, looking into the menu. Her mind is being filled with the ideas of wondrous food concoctions. She feels his eyes upon her and breaks her view of the menu to look at him. There eyes meet in a loving embrace of a gaze. A spark of love can be seen in each other's eyes. Quietly calming is the surrounding noise of the hustle and bustle of waiters and waitresses tending to their patrons. Within moments, a waiter appears beside their booth to take the drink order. Just as quickly as he appeared, he darts off to retrieve their respective drinks. He can't really seem to focus on the menu, but instead pays more attention to the one that sits across from him. A devious grin appears at the corner of his mouth as his thoughts begin to flood his very being. Quietly, under the table, he slips off his right shoe, exposing cotton-clothed foot. Silently, he glides his foot across the floor of the booth towards her. Touching the inside of her foot with his, she looks up again from her menu to flash him a seemingly knowing grin. He grins back at her as he slides his foot up the inside of her calf towards her thigh. No words are exchanged, only glances as his foot softly slides against her inner thigh. Her grin becomes more apparent as his foot nears the apex of her thighs. Upon reaching this point, he gently flicks his clothed big toe against the semi coarse texture of her blue jeans. His foot seems to slide deeper and closer to her body as the fabric of her jeans presses against her waiting flesh, just a mere distance from labia. The fabric of her jeans begins to tingle against her flesh as his foot probes deeper. Just before it seems to be too deep for her, his foot stops and begins to rock slowly, back and forth against her skin. Creating a wondrous half sensation of his flesh against hers, robbed only by the thin layers of cloth that separate them. The waiter returns to the table to take their food orders, catching both of them slightly off guard. A flush of crimson spreads across her cheeks at the thought of being caught even slightly turned on. He, on the other hand, maintains a sense of calm and collectiveness. Not even removing his foot from her tender embraces of her thighs as he prattles off his order to the waiter. Shaken in a small manner, she manages to offer up her order to the waiter, who then disappears as quickly as he came, again. He looks into her eyes, as the devilish grin grows wider upon his face. The flash of her crimson cheeks encourages him even more. He presses his foot back against her, causing the raw sensation of her jeans against her most sensitive flesh. The evidence of her arousal slowly begins to seep through her jeans and his sock. As the evidence mounts, he strives more to arouse her with the gentle rocking of his foot against her body. He slowly slides his foot down her thigh and calf, back to the floor where his shoe rests. Slipping his shoe back on, he excuses himself from the table and heads toward the restrooms. She is left at the table with her reddened face, wondering what he might have in store for her second course of the meal, the appetizer leaving her hungry for more. Within a few minutes, he returns to the booth, but doesn't sit across from her. He slips into the booth next to her, seemingly pressing against her body with his. He settles in close to her. Shoulder to shoulder, he looks over at her and sees that the flash of embarrassment has left her cheeks. He smiles softly while he gazes at her. She is his goddess, his desire, and his love forever. His arm slides under the table, reaching across his body to hers. He touches her side and slowly runs his hand down her side until he reaches the waistband of her jeans. His fingers trace the band of her jeans towards the button in the center of her body. He leans in and kisses her cheek before she has a chance to catch his lips with hers. He breaks the kiss just long enough to engage her lips, to taste hers. With his hand still placed upon the midline of her jeans, he reaches behind her with his free hand. Wrapping his arm around her in a sideways embrace, he places his other hand as close to the midline of her jeans as possible. With the skill of a surgeon, he unbuttons her jeans with both hands. He lets his distant arm slip back into a more comfortable position, but maintaining a semi-embrace around her body. His other hand slowly grasps the zipper and glides it down. Slowly exposing more of her skin to his touch as each tooth of her zipper separates. Again, the waiter returns to the table. This time he carries the plates of food that each have ordered. Seeing that he has moved to the other side of the booth, the waiter places each one's plate in front of them. Another quick flash of embarrassment crosses her face, but knowing that she is safe in his arms. The waiter leaves the two with their meals, disappearing to where ever he needs to be. Ignoring his meal, he slides his hand inside of her open jeans. Softly probing for her waiting flesh. He knows that her body is anxious for his touch. She seemingly more interested in his action than her food, she patiently awaits for more of his brand of pleasure. He quickly returns to her body, sliding his hand deeper into her jeans. His fingers search for the outer edge of her labia. Gently finding the soft edges of her labia, he traces the length of them as lightly as he can. Suddenly, his fingers slide past them to her waiting clitoris. Seeing the moan that longs to escape her lips, he leans in to take her moan into his mouth to quietly sooth her. His fingers trace each side of her clitoris. He pinches it lightly between them. His face stays close to hers, eyes locked on hers. He waits to take any moans that she has into him. He continues to run his fingers up and down the length of her vagina, each time flicking her clitoris lightly. Another moan begins to build inside of her as his fingers perform the most delicate and important procedures upon her awaiting body. Seeing this moan build inside of her, he strives harder to bring her more pleasure, yet vigilant in his duty to sooth her moans with a kiss. Her precious body becomes his playground as he glides his fingers into her. Sliding them back out and across her clitoris, the waves of pleasure begin to build stronger within her. He knows that it will not be long before those waves push her past the brink into pure enjoyment and bliss. Her pleasure flows deep into him as well. His excitement is only contained with the notion of being caught. He continues to perform as best as he can. Quickly bringing her to the ultimate goal of orgasm, but not rushing it. He knows that her body will succumb in it's own time. With a few more flicks of his finger against her clitoris, he can see that she is nearing the brink. He presses on. Her need to moan is only satisfied slightly by his kisses at this point. She lets out a mid audible moan, but not loud enough to attract attention in such a crowded and noisy restaurant. He can feel her body tighten as the orgasm over takes her. Locking his eyes with hers again, he continues his clitoral play until the completion of the final act. Her body relaxes as the waves of pleasure passes through her body and into his. A grin spreads across his face as her ultimate pleasure is reached. Within mere moments following her orgasm, he kisses her lips and says, "I love you." He quietly moves to face his cooling dinner plate, knowing full well that retribution will find him upon returning home. A Night Out We have just come back to the hotel after having dinner. Dinner was good, but our minds were not on food. Lingering over drinks we decide to dance. I don't remember the song, but it was very slow. You hold me close, my breasts pressing against your chest and your hand pressed on the small of my back. My arms are around you, one hand at the back of your neck. We smile and stare into each other's eyes and you place one of your legs between mine. The wine and the smell of you make me dizzy and now with your leg between mine, it not only makes me dizzier, but I am instantly wet. This is too much for me and I have to rest my head under your chin. For those minutes it seems as if we are the only ones in the room. You whisper in my ear, "Baby, I could be here like this forever." Just the sound of your voice sends a surge of current from my ear directly to my clit and I shiver. You ask me if I'm cold, but I just say, "Trent, let's go back to the hotel." We decide to walk back to the hotel since it's a warm summer night. Walking arm in arm, we talk little....knowing what we will soon be doing. We get to the hotel and on the way to our room, you spot the empty pool and suggest a swim. Thinking that's a great idea I change first and grab the bottle of champagne and tell you I'll meet you at the pool. You walk to the pool and I watch you.....looking over your body and knowing that soon my lips will be where my eyes have been. I tell you the water's fine and to jump in....you dive in and swim to me. The look on your face when you realize that I am totally naked is priceless. You instantly pull me to you and forcefully kiss me. I love the way you taste and can't suck your tongue in deep enough. My hands are all over your back, loving the way your skin feels, the muscles of your back. The feeling of the water on our skin and the cool night are is unbelievable. I pull away and say, "Trent, we need to get these shorts off you." I sink under the water and pull them off.....stopping to kiss your cock and stomach on my way back up. We kiss again, this time more passionate than the last kiss. I feel your hard cock against my belly and love the way your body feels pressed against mine. I want to make this last.....I pull away and swim to the shallow end and float on my back.....knowing you will follow. My eyes are closed, but I hear you come next to me. I open my eyes and you are standing next to me looking down. I smile as you lean down to lick and suck first one nipple and then the next. You put your hands under me to hold me up........the sensation of your mouth on my breasts while I'm floating weightless is incredible. You move your mouth up to mine and suck on my lips. I'm so weak and helpless.....just letting go to the touch of you. I stand up and you move me back up against the wall of the pool. You kiss me again....this time holding my hair and shoving your tongue deep into my mouth. I moan and suck on it hungrily. You lift me up and sit me on the edge of the pool. I know what you want and I open my legs and lay back.....waiting for the first touch of your lips, your tongue, your fingers. Finally after what seems like hours I feel your hands on my thighs. I look down at you and watch as you cover my clit with your mouth. The first sensation of your tongue sends a shot of electricity through me and I shudder and instantly arch my back. You suck gently on my clit and insert two fingers deep into me finding my g-spot. I bite on a finger to stifle a scream and cum hard against your mouth. You are surprised that I came so quickly and say, "Babe, are you okay?" I say, "Oh, my god, Trent, that was incredible." But you're not finished with me yet and you roll me over. The cement on my breasts and stomach is cool and feels good. I feel your hands on my ass as you spread them and start to tongue my asshole. The sensation is incredible especially when you finger my clit. Your tongue moves faster along with your fingers. I feel myself getting even wetter and start to cum again...hard. I slide back down in the thee warm water and turn to face you. I have to hang onto your neck because I am so weak. You kiss me and I taste myself on you. I could kiss you forever. But I feel your hard cock with my hand and I want you know. I need to make you feel as good as you made me feel. I lick and bite on your neck and move down to your nipples...gently sucking and biting on them as I hold your cock in my hand. I suggest that we go down to the shallow end of the pool and we swim down to the other end of the pool. I lead you over to the underwater steps and you sit down and lean back. Only your waist and legs are below the water, but your cock is sticking straight out of the water. The lights in the pool are on and you can see the glow that it casts against our bodies. I stand between your legs and you watch as I stick a finger into my pussy. Kneeling down and starting to lick on your cock, I reach up and put my finger in your mouth. As you suck on my finger I suck on your cock. We communicate through sucking. When you begin to suck harder on my finger I begin to suck harder on your cock. In sucking my finger you are letting me know how you want me to suck on your cock. You suck my finger and run your tongue around it and I respond in kind on your cock. I can tell you're getting ready to cum because I feel your cock thicken and your ass is starting to move upwards towards my mouth. Sensing this I move my finger to your asshole. You are so close to coming you have clamped down on my finger and are hardly able to keep sucking. This is my clue that now is the time......as you start to cum I slide my finger in your ass. With a loud moan your hips thrust up pushing your cock deep into the back of my throat and I feel your hot cum sliding down my throat. I move up and sit next to you with my arm around your waist and my head on your chest. I can hear your heart pounding and listen to you breathe, I am content and could sit here like this the rest of the night. After a few minutes I swim to the other end of the pool and pull myself up on to the side and walk to the diving board knowing you are watching me. I lay down on my back on the diving board and close my eyes. My legs are draped on either side. The night air on my wet skin feels good and makes my nipples hard. I reach down and touch my now swollen pussy and feel how warm, wet and slippery it is. I slowly start to rub my clit. The feeling is so incredible, so erotic knowing that you are watching me. I begin to rub faster when I feel your lips on my nipple. I arch up towards you and open my eyes. "Trent, make love to me. I need to feel you inside me. Now" You lay down on top of me and I am so wet you slide into me effortlessly. My arms wrap around you holding you tight against me. I tighten my legs high around your waist. We have waited so long for this. Your lips come down hard on mine and our tongues furiously move against each other. We grunt and groan into each others mouth as we fuck. Your hips move faster and harder, driving your cock deeper inside me. Then all at once, it becomes intense and we cum together and both for a moment become one...each feeling the same intense orgasm. Coming down from the rush we lay like that for what seems like a long time. Then you say, "You ready for bed now, Babe?" We get up and realize that yes we are in a hotel swimming pool and laugh at the same time. We grab out towels and now warm champagne and walk hand in hand back to the room. A Night Out I was sitting alone at a table when you came walking in with cat like movements. Your dress clings to your every curve. You walk to the bar and order yourself a drink. When you turn around, I see the flash in your eyes and the way that you carry yourself. It speaks volumes about you. You are a sophisticated woman who knows exactly what she wants. You are sure of yourself. The air around you is charged as everyone parts as you walk through the club. The men can't take their eyes off of your stunning body and your electric eyes. A number of the women in the club are amazed at your strength and beauty. You find a seat at a table and survey your surroundings. Your legs are hard and show the time well spent in the gym. Cut from stone, as if they were carved by a master craftsman. You finish your drink and order another from a passing waitress. I watch from across the room as you reject one man after another. I wonder what your game is. You seem so in control. I order another drink and walk over to you. You look up and smile with the look in your eyes that says you have lined up another target for your pleasure. I say nothing. I reach down and take your hand and lift you up. You begin to protest. I just look at you with piercing eyes and you close your mouth. I lead you onto the dance floor. The beat courses through our bodies as we move to the beat of the music. You begin to laugh and relax. It is hard to hear over the sound of the music coming from the large speakers so close to us. After a few songs we move closer to each other. We are hot under the burning lights over the dance floor. I pull you closer and we grind into each other with the beat. Your nipples begin to get hard under your tight dress. The look on your face has turned to a look of hunger. I squeeze your ass in my hands as you wrap your arms around my neck. My thickness pushes into you as I feel your heat on my thigh. We dance and tease each other for a few more songs. A strong hunger hangs in the air. Your hair sticks to your face, framing your flaming eyes. I kiss you hard and deep and you answer back with a strong squeeze of my ass. Our tongues dueling for the advantage, trying to make the other submit to defeat, but neither yields. I take your hand and lead you out the door to the parking lot. The cold night air causes your nipples to get harder. We race to your car, kissing and stroking the other along. I take you in my arms and kiss you deeply as I reach under your short dress to your ass. I am greeted by your bear ass. You wrap your leg around me as we lean up against your car. I rub your thigh and ass. I feel your juice running down your thigh. You step back, grabbing at my shirt, pulling it up over my head. You get it off and I turn to open the door. You slide in after me and close the door. Our heat quickly fogs over the windows. You lay your seat down and lay back. I kiss you deeply as you reach for my belt and undo the buttons on my jeans. I rub your tits in my hand and roll your hard nipples in my fingers. You moan deeply. Our lust fuels us onwards. I pull your tits from your dress and take a nipple into my mouth, gently biting it as you pull my head closer to you. Your breathing is fast and deep. I raise your dress up and rub your wet pussy with my fingers and slide them into your depths. You arch your back as they work their way in and out. I rub your clit with my thumb and you start to thrash. I remove them and lean over to part your lips with my tongue as you put a leg up on the dash. You are so sweet. So wet. So full of desire. Your hips buck to meet my tongue. You moan louder as your orgasm builds. You push my face harder to your pussy. I make slow, tight circles around your clit. Long, slow licks drink your juices. The dam within you is at its breaking point. A scream pierces the night. Your juices fill my hungry mouth. Your nectar is so sweet. I sit up and let you rest long enough for me to get my pants off. I turn you over in the seat and enter you from behind as I cup your tits in my hands. You are so wet. Your pussy still spasms from your intense orgasm around my hard cock. I feel your tight muscles gripping me as I slide deeper inside. You push back against me hard. You reach under us and rub my balls as I slide in and out. Then you rub your clit, bringing you closer to your next orgasm. We slam into each other as I grab your hips. Harder and faster. Your pussy is milking me with every stroke. I feel the burn increase deep inside me as we moan louder. Our animals charging the fence to escape. Finally we can hold back no more. Our heads thrown back as we slam into each other. Our minds warp with the intense orgasm. The feeling of your pussy gripping me in it's vice as I pump streams of hot cum deep into your depths is overwhelming. We collapse in a heap, trying to catch our breath. You raise your head to me and our lips meet. Softly and tenderly you kiss me. The animal has been tamed. A Night Out We were anxiously looking forward to this night out. It had been a couple of weeks since we could take the old expense account out for a ride. Lynn and I are successful, upwardly mobile people. We both work. We love our kids. And we have grown increasingly experimental and intimate in our sex life. My wife is beautiful. She is a head turner. I could describe her breasts, her ass, and her long legs, but what turns me on – and turns others on – are her eyes. When she locks in to you, you feel like you are the only man on earth and she wants you. I’ve observed her power over the years and I’ve been grateful that she meant it with me. But she has left several men in her wake with unrequited crushes. This night, we were taking a client of mine and his wife out with another friend, a man named Brad who used to be a co-worker with my wife. I love seeing Lynn dress up in sexy outfits, something she does too rarely for my taste. So I helped it along by doing what I’ve read other men do – I went out and bought her an outfit that I hoped would do justice to her physical charms. Her blouse was low cut. Her black bra pushed her breasts up. And her long black skirt had a slit up the side that showed a lot of leg. We were the last to arrive at the restaurant and when Lynn’s friend Brad saw her, I thought his eyes were going to pop out. He hugged her and as they broke their embrace, I thought he may have lost something in her cleavage because he couldn’t stop staring. Lynn told me before dinner that he thought Brad might not be getting much at home these days. We ordered drinks and sat at a booth. I was in the middle with my client and his wife to my left, my wife to my right and Brad next to her. This was a business dinner but we were also there to have fun and the wine was flowing freely. The next thing that I noticed was that Brad had one hand on the table and the other, the one closest to Lynn, was underneath the table, obscured by both darkness and tablecloth. Lynn was her typically flirtatious self and was paying close attention to Brad’s every word. I looked closely at Brad. Not a bad looking guy, but not a cover model either. He was obviously athletic and there was something about him that I could interpret as a smoky charm. Lynn had always liked him as a friend. During appetizers, I noticed that one of Lynn’s hands had also disappeared under the table. This got my mind reeling. Were they holding hands under the table? Or was something else being touched? When dinner came, it seemed as if there was always at least one of their hands not in sight, and I started to get turned on by my overactive imagination. As dessert was served, my clients got a cell call from their babysitter checking on their timetable. They began to make their apologies and got up to leave. I hated to think that dinner was over but I didn’t want to be rude. At that moment, Lynn reached under the table with her hand and grabbed my semi-hard cock as if to make sure I know not to stand up or leave. I looked at her and there they were. Those eyes. They were on fire. I was right. Something had been developing under the table. So we said our farewells and ordered another round of drinks for Brad, Lynn and I. I should have ordered a double. Lynn turned to me and said, “I thought you should know. Brad has got me so hot I am about to fuck him right now.” Well. Wasn’t that subtle. “What’s going on here?” I asked, trying to maintain some illusion of control. “Well, when we sat down, our legs were pressed together. Brad’s hand casually brushed my thigh a couple of times, then stayed there. Then it found the slit in my skirt and parted it. He has been sliding his fingers gently and deftly closer and closer to my pussy until just about when your friends left, he hit pay dirt.” She continued. “I have wanted to fuck the two of you for so long I can’t even remember. I finally believe now that it will happen. Tonight.” I looked at Brad and he gave a sheepish smile. “Check please!” We went out to the parking lot, and Lynn remained in command. “Why don’t Brad and I discuss this new development in the back seat while you drive us around for awhile.” They did not prepare me for this in driver’s ed. So off we went. We were barely out of the parking lot before I started to hear soft, wet kisses being exchanged a couple of feet behind me. I tried to peek in the rear view mirror but it was too dark to actually see. My imagination made up the details. From what I could gather, Lynn was leaning on top of Brad, kssing him passionately, while he ran his hands over her ass, up the slit, and back into her waiting cunt. Her moans grew more and more passionate as I drove more and more carefully. I found a remote spot about 50 yards away from a quiet road and pulled over. When I turned around I discovered that Lynn had taken Brad’s cock in her mouth and was eagerly sucking it’s length deep into her mouth and throat. I decided that was my opportunity, so I got out of the front seat, walked to the back door and opened it. All I could see was her ass wiggling seductively in front of me, so I pulled down her skirt, pulled aside her panties, and slowly eased my raging hard on into her moist, anxious pussy. This must have set her off because she immediately began to come, while sucking ever harder on Brad’s cock. Her orgasm set off his, and she eagerly swallowed all she could of his load. That left me in position to pound away at her from behind, with images of her seduction playing in my mind. It didn’t take long for me to find my climatic moment and I dropped a heavy load in her. After a few minutes, we all got out of the car and sat on the warm hood together. We were staring at the stars and passing around a bottle of whiskey Brad had grabbed from his car. I wandered off into the trees to take a leak, and by the time I got back, Lynn and Brad were making out again. They must have been swapping whiskey shots. Brad had pulled open Lynn’s blouse and expertly unsnapped her bra. For her part, Lynn had dragged Brad’s pants down again and damn if his soldier wasn’t standing at attention ready for battle. He pushed her down on the hood of the car, sucking her tits and easing his way into her pussy where he fucked her for about 10 minutes solid. Very impressive. So here I was thinking that some form of serendipity had inspired this erotic event. Some cosmic force had intervened out of the blue. Well, no. It seems that Brad and Lynn had been working up to this evening for some time. Lynn had already sucked him off in the back yard of our house at a Christmas party the previous year. She had let him lick her tits in the men’s room at a bar where we had met after work one time. And I’m pretty sure that he had fucked her while she called me from home one time because she said she had just finished a work out. Am I mad? Fuck no. You just have to see those eyes of hers to understand. A Night Out We are at the club and you spot two black guys that you think are hot. First chance I get when you go to the bathroom, is I approach the guys and tell them, excuse me my wife and I are on vacation and she has this fantasy of being with two black guys. I also tell them she said she thought you guys were hot. She does not know I am talking to you, so if your interested, what do they have to loose by dancing with her, grabbing her tits and ass and putting on the moves to see where it might lead. She is one hell of a fuck, but if it comes down to it, make sure you have a rubber and secondly make sure you please the hell out of her and you will be re-warded. Check her out when she comes back, I am sitting right over there. I get back to the table before you do. About 15 minutes later one of the guys comes over to ask you to dance. Go for it, I say. I watch you on the floor and I watch as he gets close and grabs your ass and you smile. The other one dances with you next and he is just rubbing himself all over you until the song ends. When you return I can just see the excitement on your face. After all Troy was 6 ft. 3 in tall and Mel was 6 ft. tall with muscles and a goatee. I went to get us drinks and when I went to the Bar, Mel said you sure got a fine some fine pussy. I just said, come over and take a seat and check it out for yourself, she isn't wearin no underwear under that skirt. Troy can check it out to if you like, just beat me back to the table. I went off to use the bathroom, and then hit the bar to order drinks, must have taken about 20 minutes. When I got back, I noticed that Troy's hand was under the table and I guess rubbing your thigh or pussy with his big black hands. We all started chatting and I figured I would get things going or at least test the waters. Give me some sugar I said as you bent over the table to kiss me. I held you there and felt your breath escape and you said someone's fingers are in my pussy and someone's got their hand on my ass. When you sat back down, I said now don't be rude, they deserve some sugar as well. I watched as you turned to Mel and your lips met, Troy reached around to squeeze your tit. Then again but by the other stud. You've got one hot lady there said Troy. She's the best fuck I have ever had; her pussy is tight, sweet and hot. She loves to Fuck! She also can suck a dick like there's no tomorrow, right honey don't you like to suck cock, don't you like to be fucked. Well of course as long as they know what their doin! You said. How about letting us get some of that honey, Troy said. Only if my man says it's ok. Lets go babe, I said our room is across the street. Once in the room, Mel grabbed you and began to kiss and caress your body all over. When you broke the kiss, you said to me, you can only watch. I moved to the corner of the room and sat down. "Give her the best fucking you can guys", I said. Troy turned and pulled up your dress and I saw you standing there in your naked glory with your high heels on as these two black men's hands roamed your body feeling your ass, playing with your tits and rubbing your pussy. You then got down on your knees and you unzipped their pants and out sprang to large thick black cocks. I watched your little white hands and mouth descend on their pricks as you began to blow them. What a sight! Then you lay back on the bed and said "someone eat my white pussy". Mel went down to your out-stretched legs and I watched as his long tongue began to lap at your sweet pussy. Troy had moved to the side of the bed and fed you his massive cock. After 10 minutes, you said, "someone fuck me now". Troy jumped up and spread your legs wide exposing your pussy to these strangers as he aimed his thick black cock at your opening and began to slide in. Your moans and whimpers filled the room as his thick black shaft moved in and out of your pussy. He was good; he knew what he was doing. You could see your cum all over his cock as he pulled it almost all the way out then plunged it back in as deep as he could go. You could hear his ball sack slap against your ass. He was fucking you good for about 20 minutes until he said, I gotta shoot and he did just that filling the rubber with his black cum. As soon as he pulled out, Mel said turn over; I gotta see that fine ass of yours. I watched him slide that big 10" cock up your pussy from behind. Troy sat next to me and I gave him a beer and he just said, you have got one hot wife man! Mel was slamming into you hard and deep as your screams echoed the room. When Mel looked at me I just made a motion to slap your ass and he did just that. I could hear you cum right then and it seemed to keep going for the next 15 minutes. I just looked at Troy and said, let's pull a train. He agreed. So when Mel pumped his cock for the last time cumming in buckets. As soon as he stepped away, Troy got behind your sweet ass and continued to fuck that sweet pussy of yours. He went on for another 15 minutes until he busted his load. You went off to use the bathroom and when you came back we were all sitting at the table. You in turn sat down and we had a few drinks talking about what just happened. They said they had to get going, so you dropped to your knees and gave them both a hot blowjob until troy came in your mouth and Mel came all over your face and tits. They gave us their numbers and said, if you ever want to get fucked again or you want your wife fucked, call us, maybe next time we can bring some of our friends. She kept the number. A Night Out Taking your advice about spending an evening with Ann (my business partner). This is what happened. We had a very good day writing one very good piece of business and a strong possibility on two others. We had booked two rooms at the Travel Lodge for the night so we could revisit tomorrow. To celebrate I suggested we should go for a drink and then a meal. Ann said rather than that how about taking a drink back to the Lodge. We found a nice restaurant, and because it was early, we had a nice table. Dinner was fun, with Ann telling me about her relationship with her boyfriend Tony. He is quite a kinky chap but keeps her happy. I told her about my cyber fun since I posted the story and picture. She says she put some pictures of herself that Tony has taken, on the web but she wouldn’t tell me where, the bitch. Then she asked me if I fancied taking a few pictures when we got back to our hotel, I said I’d see how I felt later. I had to admit to myself that our conversation had had an effect on me and thought about what you had said! We finished our meal a well as a large bottle of red wine that I love. We got a cab back and went to my room with our booze. We sat and chatted for ages then Ann said she would go and have a bath. Being mindful of what you said, and the alcohol, I suggested she use my bathroom. She said ok but would go and get her gear as she put it, and said for me to relax and get more comfortable as we were both fully dressed. After she left I took the bull by the horns. I took off my suit and the rest and had a quick bath. I then redressed but only in my black undies, stockings and shoes. I poured two more drinks and then sat in front of the mirror and retouched my make up. I felt anxious, had I misread things? Therefore, what I was decent. There was a knock at the door, I let her back in. ‘You look nice’ Was all she said as the came in with her overnight bag. She then disappeared into the bathroom and locked the door, so far so good. My heart was beating so fast I thought I was having a heart attack. Any way I sat back down and sipped my whiskey, it calmed me a little. I could hear her in the bathroom singing to herself. I then heard the lock and the door opened and she came back. I was stunned she looked fabulous. She, like me was in her undies, but what underwear. ‘Do you like it? She asked. I went to answer but my voice caught in my throat, and she burst out laughing. ‘Come on pat we’ve known each other a long time’. ‘Yes I know but this is something new’. She was dressed in pale grey, a skimpy bra that held her breast so that her nipples were sticking out over the cup. A Basque with slim suspenders over a thong and grey stockings and high heels. My god she looked so sexy. ‘Well’ she said, I sat with drink halfway to my lips, mouth open. I was amazed, honestly, I was speechless. She put her bag down, sat at the end of the bed and took the drink I offered. She told me how lovely I looked, but I felt I couldn’t compete, and I said so. In the office, she is so conservative but now, what a change. We sat and drank talking about what had happened today, I think neither wanted to make the first move. You can imagine the site, two middle-aged women in their underwear getting slowly drunk and acting like teenagers. Ann broke the impasse asking me what I thought about a few pictures. She reached into her bag and produced the tiniest camera I had seen. ‘Come on lie on the bed and I will take your picture’. I moved to the bed, plumped up the pillows and lay down. She took a picture of me, drink in hand looking a bit tarty. She then got me to lie across the bed with my arms above my head. ‘Push your pants down a little’. ‘How do you feel?’ ‘Fine’ I said. ‘Ok turn on your tummy’. Which I did. She then pulled the back of my pants down over my bottom. ‘Chunky bum’ she said taking more pics. ‘Take them off and open your legs a little’. I slithered out of my pants with her help. I kept my legs tight together. ‘Come on’ she encouraged. I moved my legs a bit more apart. ‘Tony would love that’ she said as she got closer. She unsnapped my bra, which flopped on the bed. ‘Open wider I want to see your pussy’! I just did what she said, I was feeling good and past caring, I can trust her. She put the camera down and knelt on the bed at my side. She then began to stroke my leg running her hand slowly from calf up to the cheeks of my bottom. I was getting very hot and tingly. She then moved between my legs pushing them further apart. The next thing I knew she blew on me. It was like an electric shock. I could feel her breath on my most private place. She lowered her mouth and very lightly put her tongue on me. She let it travel from my bum to my vagina and back, my breathing was getting faster as she slowly licked me. ‘Kneel up’ she whispered I complied. She softly kissed me between my thighs and I just melted. The feelings I had were just wonderful I was feeling very hot as Ann continued her gentle tongue caresses. ‘Turn over’ she whispered. I kept my eyes closed as I lay over on my back. I opened my eyes and looked into Ann’s face. The look in her eyes was so tender and a slight smile crossed her face. Without a word, she put her lips to mine, slowly pushing her tongue between my lips. I responded by opening my lips allowing her tongue to enter. She swirled her tongue inside my mouth and I started to suck on it as if it was a miniature penis. I was in heaven and didn’t care about anything other than the pleasure I was getting. All this time she hadn’t actually touched me other than with her tongue, my nipples had hardened and my cunt was damp and throbbing. She then laid two fingers on my breast, massaging the nipple. ‘Do you like your nipples sucked’. ‘Yes’ was all I could manage. Her mouth found my left nipple and I trembled with ecstasy, my god I was so aroused I didn’t think it could get any better. I then put my fingers on her engorged nipple and she gave out a loud moan, ‘Oh Pat that is lovely, pull it hard, just pull’. Therefore, I did just. We were both sweating and breathing heavily. ‘Open your legs darling’ She trailed her fingers up over the top of my stockings onto my naked thigh, closer and closer she moved to my cleft. Then it happened, she pinched my clitoris, I screamed with the pleasure, my head spun and wave after wave of fire shot over my body, pent up feelings shot through and I came into a shuddering orgasm. She continued to caress me and I continued to cum. I don’t know how many times I came it seemed like an eternity. Ann kissed my cunt and sucked my juices from me as I caressed her head, shoulders and breasts. Her back and buttocks are slender and I just wanted to pleasure her as she had me. ‘Oh Ann I feel fantastic can I make love to you?’ ‘In a minute I want to picture you just as you are, legs wide open your pussy glistening with your cum, pull your lips wide open’. I put my hands down onto my vagina, took hold of my lips and gently pulled them apart. Ann knelt between my thighs with her camera-taking picture after picture. She then moved to her night bag, reached inside and then produced two vibrators, one I recognised. Also a jar of cream. She said nothing, then opened the jar and put the head of the biggest vibe into the jar, swirled it round. She then moved between my outstretched legs and placed its tip to my entrance. I felt it begin to enter me, slowly, she pushed with a constant pressure until it would go no further, and I was stretched open completely. She then turned it on, my god it felt incredible vibrating inside me. She then asked me to lie on a pillow she had so I was completely exposed. ‘Would you like this?’ she said showing me the other tool. I just nodded lost in my own world of sex. She lubed the tool then did the same on my rectum, I was trembling in anticipation. Again, she slowly slid it into my bum and I felt myself stretch to accept it. In it went and my sphincter muscle let it right in to my bum, again she switched it on and it doubled my excitement. The two machines could be felt almost touching through the thin membrane between my holes. My orgasm built and built and then I screamed out as I hit the extremes of pleasure, the sweat was pouring off me as Ann kept her hands on the vibes pulling in out in unison. I don’t know how she managed as I thrashed about on the bed in the throes of orgasm. I relaxed and she slowly removed them, a slight plop as the one in my bum came out. ‘Well what did you think was it good’? ‘Oh yes, you are so good to me I never have felt anything like that in all my life’, I replied. ‘Now it’s your turn, but I must catch my breath first’. We lay beside each other and caressed, it was very erotic I was still feeling the effects of what had happened. After a while, I got up and got the camera, it was simple to use so I started to take pictures of my new lover. She knelt on the bed and stretched up, the muscles in her back and thighs were taught she was a lovely sight. I told her to strip; she unclipped her stockings and removed the Basque, which left little imprints in her soft skin. She then lowered her thong and spread her knees so I could see her bum and pussy lips. She wasn’t shaved but her blond pubic hair suited her. I put the camera close to her and snapped between her legs. I knelt behind her, got her to put her hands high on the wall and then unclipped her bra. ‘Just stay like that a second’. I got the camera and took pictures of her with her bra hanging and her tits fully exposed what a lovely sight. ‘Can I sit on your mouth Ann said?’ ‘Oh yes please’. I rolled over and she shuffled back until I was looking up at her lovely pussy. It was bigger than mine and her clitoris stuck out with a little hood over it. ‘Come down on me so I can kiss you’. She lowered herself so that she had her pussy on my mouth. I kissed her as if I was kissing her mouth, she was so soft and her perfume was delightful. I stuck out my tongue and sucked her clit into my lips; I kept sucking feeling her wetness dribbling into mouth. I loved it I wanted to do everything I could think of to this woman. As I sucked, I felt her weight increase on my face, she was having an orgasm, and she began to softly moan. ‘Oh yes, yes please keep kissing me’. I ran my hand up over her hips, up onto her tummy then to her breasts, grasping those large nipples. She cried out as I touched her. I then moved my right hand back to her hip and round onto her bottom. I pulled the cheek of her bottom trying to reach her bum. She helped me by moving slightly. ‘Yes please’. She whispered So I pushed my index finger into her arse. It was very tight, but she wiggled her bottom so I continued the pressure. I removed my finger and put it into her pussy to lubricate it, then returned to her bum. I pushed again and it slipped right in as far as it would go. She slumped forward and rested on my hand. We stayed locked together like that until her feelings were sated, then she slowly moved up from me and my finger came out. She sat back onto my thighs and just smiled at me. ‘Was that good’ I said. ‘Oh it was wonderful I came three times, you have the touch pat, and can I cuddle you’. I just smiled back and we snuggled together. Making love to her had been superb and I was very happy. We slept like that until the early hours. When I woke, she was up. My first thought was what I have done. Had we ruined years of friendship, I was very worried, then I heard her she was in the bathroom, again singing to herself, she seemed quite happy. She came back still naked and in the early light looked gorgeous. ‘Hello, how are you’. ‘I’m great, you? ‘Yes what a wonderful night. She hesitated, ‘Would you like to do that again sometime?' ‘Oh yes definitely whenever you are in the mood’. She sat on the edge of the bed running her hand along my thigh. ‘That’s a date then’. She leant forward and kissed me tenderly. ‘Come with me the baths ready, then breakfast and work’. We bathed together which was a new experience; rubbing soap over each other in the lovely warm water, it was delicious. Well we dressed tidied up and left for work. What a night, I will never forget and we’ve promised ourselves another treat very soon. A Night Out Lovingly dedicated to my wife, who's hotter than she knows. We have had dinner with the kids. They're settled in for the night with some rented videos. You and I are going out. Finally, a night for just the two of us! You look stunning in a simple black dress, cut a few inches above the knee, revealing the shapely legs that I have always considered your most beautiful physical asset. A small black purse hangs from your shoulder, while black pumps adorn your feet. You have indulged me this evening, as underneath you have on the underwear I presented to you earlier – a black, stretch lace camisole with matching boy cut panties that cover a black garter belt holding up the floral jacquard stockings. I hope that the novel way the lingerie touches your body serves as a constant reminder of your sexuality throughout the evening. We kiss the kids goodbye and lock the door behind us. As we drive off under the setting sun, the freedom is exhilarating. We exchange small talk, remarking how wonderful it is just being together. One of your hands fondles a garter beneath your dress and you tell me how strange they feel. I smile, hoping that it will evolve into something more. We pull into The Old Mill for a drink or two, but more importantly to dance in each others arms. We seat ourselves at the bar and I am overjoyed to be sitting next to the love of my life looking so beautiful. We order our drinks – a martini for me, a sea breeze for you. Cheers! We reminisce about the wonderful times we have spent together – our first date, our wedding, our kids – happily reliving the pleasant memories. The band begins to play and we finish our drinks. I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor. We slowly move about the floor, luxuriating in the warmth passing between us. After the band finishes their set, we return to the bar. We order another round while the heat lingers. Our conversation becomes more intimate. I compliment you (again) on how great you look and the desire it creates within me. With the second cocktail, your inhibitions begin to dissolve and you confess how surprisingly sexy you feel in my gift. I cryptically mention further surprises await you. The band returns and I need to feel you against me once more. We move to the dance floor and I press you to me more closely than before. As we dance, I am thrilled by the feel of your garters on my thigh and the swell of your breasts against my chest. Similarly, you are excited by the sensation my emerging erection. After several songs, I whisper in your ear that if we do not sit down soon, I take you right there. You reply that you would offer no resistance. I prod you to walk in front of me as we exit, concerned over the bulge in my trousers. We ride home in near silence, your hand in mine, our passion subsiding, but not extinguished. As we enter the house, you kick off you shoes. It's been too long since you last wore heels. I ask you to check on the kids and be certain to use the bathroom while I prepare your surprise. With a quizzical glance, you head to do as I request. Returning, you find our bedroom door locked. You knock; I step out to meet you, closing the door behind me. We embrace and I kiss you deeply, but briefly. As I blindfold your eyes, you are confused and inquire to know the reason. I ask you to trust me and be silent. With a slight hesitation, you agree. I open the door and guide you inside. You become nervous as you have lost contact with me, but soon find me removing your dress. After it slides down your body, you attempt to embrace me, but I instruct you to remain still for now. I teasingly caress you, lightly running my fingers over your body. Suddenly, I pull off your panties, leaving you in just the camisole and stockings. Slowly directing you to the bed, I lay you down. You hear the sound of Velcro and soon find yourself bound at the wrists and ankles, spread eagled on the mattress. I remove the blindfold, uncertain of what to expect, your eyes open slowly, to find the room bathed in soft candlelight. Although I always find the sight of your body exciting, I am electrified now, particularly in the beguiling expression on your face – is it excitement or fear? Maybe some of both. Our eyes meet and remain fixed as I slowly undress before you, my own arousal prominent. I sit over your breasts – don't worry I won't crush you. I commence to massage you body. Starting with your head, I run my fingers through your hair and gently rub your temples. My soothing touch chases the anxiety from your face. Your eyes close as I continue to your neck, shoulders and arms. I rise up and sit between your legs. You shiver as my fingernails trace across your armpits, down your ribs and across your midriff. Then another shudder, as I travel the twin hollows in your pelvis. The light scratching continues down your legs. The massage recommences at your feet, moving ever so slowly towards your thighs. You sigh and moan as my hands press upon you, pushing the knots of your muscles into submission, stretching the kinks from your joints. Upon reaching your hips again, I slowly pull up the camisole to expose your tummy. Delicate kisses tickle. My tongue swirls around your navel. My hands pull the lace taut over your breasts, the nipples protruding prominently. Then my fingers play across them; your chest rises in greeting, but my touch remains delicate. I pull your camisole up further to reveal your breasts and am drawn to them. My fingers rake them lightly. I lean forward and softly ask what you want. "This" – my tongue circles each breast; "this" – my tongue flicks each nipple; "this" – sucking them in; "or this" – your torso jerks, you had not been able to see the frozen plasticube I had secreted on the bed along side of us. "Tell me!" I command. "Everything," you reply, sighing. I alternate between the coldness of the cubes and the warmth of my lips and tongue. Your breasts swell with excitement, the areolas stretched and nipples tightly erect. Your hips gyrate with primitive instinct as my tongue slides down across your navel. When I reached the delicate hair, I seize some between my lips and pull firmly, distending the follicles. You squirm in search of more intimate contact, but my lips release you. You find your legs temporarily free, only to be restrained again, but held high and wide. The beautifully obscene display beckons me irresistibly. I gently lick your lips glimmering in the flickering light, the delightfully familiar taste intoxicates. My tongue parts your petals and receives a trickle of your dew. Greedily, I plant my mouth against you, sucking you in, while my tongue finds your clitoris. Your hips press vigorously against me. You are close, very close, but it is not to be my love. I rise and you whine in supplication. I gently stroke the head of my painfully hard erection against your slickness; your restricted movements vainly seek my entry. "Say it!" I demand. You whimper, but nothing more, so the torment continues, my own need nearly unbearable. Finally, you break and plead, "Fuck me, oh please, fuck me!" Victorious, I release your legs and gratefully plunge into you. Your legs wrap around my waist; your heels riding on my buttocks, demanding deep and forceful thrusts. Your glazed eyes look past me to some unknown location. Your climax comes quickly, arms pulling at their binds as the orgasmic spasms course through your body. I am but a stroke behind and me seed gushes forth, primitive grunts are expelled between gasps and I collapse on top of you. We feel the drumming of each others hearts, our hot bodies pressed together, gulping air. As we return to earth, I release you of your bonds and my weight; we spoon together as sleep overtakes us. A Night Out I guess it all started when we began talking about our fantasies for each other. You see, I had never even conceived of not being jealous of my wife's sexy body. But as we spent more and more time together, I started seeing her for what she really was to me: Sexy, sensual, and only mine. Let me describe her for you. She's a little bit older than I, with a body that brings me to attention every time I think about her. Long, blond hair, killer brown eyes, and a set of legs that are soft and smooth to the touch. Her tits are large and full, with big nipples that beg to be sucked, bitten, and licked. Her skin is tan and sleek, with these great tan lines that accentuate all the best parts. My fantasy night may or may not be carried out, but I'd like to write down what could happen for us. I hope that she gets off on this as much as I do. Just looking at pictures that we took, imagining other people seeing her accidentally, gives my adrenaline a red line rush. As I mentioned before, I was always the jealous type, but knowing that she would never stray gives me the freedom to see her at her sexiest, with the ability to tease all the other guys, but getting satisfied by me alone. I never dreamed how liberating this feeling was until recently. Let's take a peek at how our night would go. From the start, we both get dressed to the tip to go to a few places and show off. I'm not sure if she would like me to be found attractive to other women, but I know how hot it gets me to see her exhibitionist side. She has got to be described to be believed. From the top down, she looks so hot I can barely contain myself, and almost break down and beg to have her before we leave. But she knows how to hold me back, knowing how much greater the pleasure will be after a while. Her long blond hair is done up in the "Just been laid" style. Wild and curly, it frames her face perfectly. She has an enough makeup to attract the eye, like a model from the pages of a gentlemen's magazine. Big luscious lips that I know can take me in, and fully satisfy. Her blouse is sheer, with a pattern that almost hides the fact that it can be seen through, and opened down the middle of her ample cleavage, exposing the sides of her great, tan tits. She knows how this drives me wild, and when she bends down, you might catch a glimpse of her perfect dark areolas. This, coupled with a bra that accentuates and presses them up and out, makes for an impressive display of the female form. Her voluptuous hips and ass are covered by a black skirt that rides about six inches above the knee, with a slit that comes up the side that exposes the tops of her legs. Beneath, there dark thigh high stockings attached by a garter. Beneath the skirt, the cool night air is caressing a beautifully trimmed, naked pussy. I may not be the only man who knows this after tonight, but I'll surely be the only one tasting it... I have her pictures up in another screen right now as I write this story, for she is the muse that drives the pen. As we start out of the house, I don't tell her where we are off to, just that we will be spending a lot of time teasing each other, bringing each other close to the point of coming, but not quite. We get into the car, and off down the highway we go. This is where the games begin. I've always loved car games. Being out on the road, letting other drivers get a quick peek at the carnal pleasures my wife holds. It's almost a pity they can't be enjoying what I have. And there is only a pane of glass between us. As we drive down the dusky highway, I have her lean back just a little in the seat. Her sheer blouse gets another button opened, then another, then the last. I open her bra from the front, and allow the sides of the blouse to barely cover the sides of her tits. I ask her to spread her legs, so the skirt hikes up to just below her already soaked lips. I have to tell you, I love to get her wet. She gets slick, soaked, and wonderful to the touch. And the taste is exquisite. Many a time have I eaten her out, to the point where we're both soaked. Since we're in a low car, I'm not really sure what can and can't be seen. And for what it's worth, I hope she's giving a great show to whoever can see. She slides my hand up her thigh, allowing me a brief feel of her wonderful pussy. Christ, she's soaked already, and the fun is just beginning! I reach up, and move her blouse away from her tits, so she can feel the warm night air on her nipples. Now I have the chance to caress them, starting from the top near her shoulder, rubbing down toward her stiffening nipples. I pinch her nipple tight, and get a squeal of pleasure. Her nipples are very sensitive, and she loves me to bite them. As we drive along, she hardly notices that I have pulled up next to the truck in the right lane. I think it would be a shame not to let the driver see what he is missing. Her head is back, her tits are in full view, and her legs are no spread, with the skirt pulled up above her neatly trimmed mound. She begins to caress her inner right thigh, and starts to stroke her pussy, which by now is on fire and needing to be touched. She starts to use her fingers, at which point I tell her that I'll do the work, but she has to play with her tits. I reach over, and start to stroke her clit to the point that she can hardly stand it. She has both her tits in her hands, and is fiercely pinching her swollen nipples. I can see the driver of the big rig has reached down to himself, and I hope he's enjoying the spectacle. By now, she reaches over to my cock, which has begun to rise, and rubs me through my pants until I reach full arousal. This give and take goes on for a few more miles, until I see our exit. The trucker waves his thanks, and we exit the highway. As we approach the theater, she and I take a minute to compose ourselves, and I lick the juices she has put forth off her fingers. I get out of the car, come to her side, and open the door. Mindless of where we are, with people walking all around us, she brings her legs out of the car, fully exposing her swollen, slick lips to the world. As I am standing in front of her, she reaches out, opens my fly, and releases my cock from his cage. She begins to take me in her mouth, first slowly, them with increased speed, up and down the length of my shaft. She is not only my beautiful, sexy wife, and lover, but also my little slut that knows how to please me, and tease the rest of the world. I know she only performs this way when we are together, so I have no worries otherwise. By now, she has wrapped her hand around my cock, rubbing and sucking me so close to the point of coming. With the movie starting shortly, we hold back, and go inside. I've always wanted to take her to see an erotic, steamy thriller. She likes detective stories, and I love passionate scenes. So we chose a story that intrigues us both. I can smell how excited she still is, so we pick a seat close to the back of the theater. There are nice, comfortable reclining seats, and just a few people in the movie with us. We get comfortable, and then I tell her that I'll be right back with the popcorn. What I come back to is a nice little surprise. This sexy lady I am with has taken her bra off, and just tied the blouse so that it barely covers her tits. The skirt is rolled up to just below her pussy, and she is sitting with her legs open just enough to see up in the darkness. I sit down, and notice the two couples near us are getting equally as comfortable. The lights go down, and the feature is underway. All the couples in the movie look like they've begun to play. One that is about two rows down is into some kissing, the other can bee seen stroking the lady's breast above the clothes. There are a few college guys down in front of us that look like they seem more interested in all of us then they are the movie. At this point, I have her untie her shirt, open it just a bit, and reach under her tits, feeling her nipples start to swell from the excitement. Then the real show begins. I didn't tell her that I'd be bringing surprises to the movies. I reach into my leather jacket and slowly pull out a little sex toy, a gold vibrator that she likes to play with. I reach down to her inner thigh, turn it on, and start to slowly massage her clit. At this point she spreads he legs wider, and starts to grind on the vibrator. You can almost hear the sound of the machine, and she takes it from my hand to excite herself, as my attention is needed elsewhere. I reach around her shoulder, pull back the blouse, and expose her tits fro all to see, and me to caress. She has both hands working her pussy, and it is pretty obvious what is going on. The other couples are almost as animated. The ones to our right have a coat covering their dealings, and it looks like the lady to our left has started to go down on her lover. The sounds of wet sex are almost as loud as the movie itself. The college guys haven't paid attention to the movie for a while now, mostly watching us. At this point, the usher has sneaked quite a few peeks at my wife's ample breasts before he asks us to calm down. A boy of about eighteen, with an obvious erection from seeing my wife work herself into a near frenzy. After the show, we head off for the rest of the night's festivities. We are going to the local meat market, do dance, play pool, and just get nasty with each other. The place is packed as we walk in. couples and singles are all intermixed, and there is a live band playing the blues on stage. What a perfect venue for our debauchery. We start off by edging our way to the bar. Her blouse is undone to the middle of her tits, and she has already gotten looks from the young stud coalition. We take our drinks, and head over to the pool table. A younger couple is playing at the moment, so we casually observe them from next to the tables. The only seating is a high pool chair, which she sits in, and I stand beside her, with my arm around her mid section. I'm slowly pulling back her blouse each time the man goes for a shot, and each time he bends down, she crosses and uncrosses her legs. I am sure this is the reason he misses his shots, as I know her pussy can almost be seen from where he's at. The woman with him is nothing to be sneezed at, and she has begun attempting to outdo my wife for the attention at the bar. At one point, she raises he leg onto the side of the pool table, exposing a great deal of leg and ass in the process. But she is no match for my wife, who has a couple years and a dozen more tricks on her. It comes time fro us to shoot, and the couple opts to play teams, us against them. There is a small crowd surrounding the table, mostly young guys who want to see what the action is. I ask for my wife to break. As she leans over, her shirt opens up enough to see down onto the tan lines on her tits. I can smell how wet she is even in this atmosphere. I know how she likes to show off, and we are in the prime location. About ten sets of eyes are on her tits now. She didn't get anything in, but it doesn't look like it matters to the throng around us. As the woman goes to take her shot, the man tells me to watch what happens next. She had gone into the ladies' room and removed her bra, trying to catch up with my wife. Her tits were no match. By now, my wife sat back up on her high chair, and I stood in front of her, pretending to watch the game. She grabs my hand, and lowered it into her lap, which was barely covered. She was soaked! I rubbed her pussy lips while the game continued, and the lady at the table missed her shot. I stepped up, across the table from where my wife was sitting. As I sized up my next shot, she rubbed her tits, "accidentally" letting one more button loose. When she stretched, I could see her cleavage almost down to the bottom of her large, tan tits. I miss the shot, and the cue comes back to almost the same place. He steps into position, as I stand to my wife's side. Just as he goes to take the shot, she gets out of the chair, and bends forward to get something out of her purse. The shooter is able to look directly down my wife's ample tits. He actually makes the shot, which means he has to come over to our side of the table. We are sitting pretty close to the edge, so he has to move in between my wife's legs to get a shot. His pool cue actually rides up the inside of her skirt, and lifts it to within millimeters of her pussy. He turns to apologize, and is able to see her lips peeking out from under her skirt. He missed that time. Her turn comes up, and she steps up to the table. As the man watches, she bends over, lines up her shot, and then knocks the chalk off the table. When she bends over, the tan cheeks of her ass peek out, along with the outline of her pussy. He offers to pick it up for her, and she gets to feel how excited he is as she backs up into his crotch. This is where the fight breaks out between the other couple, and in a huff they leave the bar. Not only were we victors on the table, but she got another man frustrated to the point that his lady has to take him out and fuck his brains out or kill him, which I don't know what happened between them next. We have already put our cues up and headed to the dance floor. A sultry blues song is being played, just the right tempo to grind to. As the band continues the beat, she and I step out onto the floor and start to move into each other. Each time she sways, the lights overhead show off the fact that the blouse is nearly see through, and her beautiful, round tits are moving with the music. More than one set of eyes is on us, to see what happens next. As the steady beat pounds on, I turn her around, holding her hips into me, grinding her ass with my swelling cock. She reaches around with one hand to stroke me, while holding my neck with the other. I kiss her neck; bite gently on her ears, just to hear her moan softly. I slide my hand down her chest, reach in, and start to fondle her nipple, all the while grinding away. She turns to face me, and he shirt is down to one button. I can see the bottom of her tits as they move to the beat. I wrap my arms around her, reach down, and cup her ass, which I know is naked under her skirt. She is turned to face the band, and she lets me pull her skirt up to just below her ass. I can feel the top of the back of her thigh, and she is quivering with excitement. I turn her around, letting the last button of her blouse go. Now, just just her swollen nipples are holding the material closed, which gets the attention of the band. The song dissolves, followed by an even raunchier delta blues tune. By now, we have a space in the center of the dance floor, with all eyes on us. We turn into each other, with her tits on my chest. I reach up and grab a nipple, giving it a little twist. Her head goes back in ecstasy, allowing me access to her neck, which I bite with force. I reach into my pocket and pull out a blindfold. I tie it around her eyes, grab her hands behind her back with one hand, and begin to massage her tits with the other. There may be others dancing now, but most everyone wants to watch us. I reach down under her skirt, and begin to massage those wonderful lips. She is still blindfolded, and can be seen by nearly everyone. Her tits are on full display, and I begin to use the golden vibe on her pussy as we continue to dance. It has gotten out of hand, so we are forced to walk out the back door, where we parked. There are a few couples in the back, which has volleyball courts and tables around. Neither my wife, nor I can take much more teasing. I sit down on the picnic table, where my wife pulls out my stiff cock. The others around watch in amazement as she puts me between her tits, then in her mouth for a wild suck. I grab her hair tight, and pull her onto my cock. She is bent over far enough that I can pull up her skirt, and stick my fingers in her ass, which h needed to be fucked well. Her pussy has wept for cock, and her juices are flowing down her legs. Knowing how she likes to be eaten, I put her on the table, pull her skirt up around her waist, and bury my tongue deep within her. She tastes so great, and smells so perfect, so wet. Now is the time to bury my cock deep in her pussy. I turn her around on the table, facing the crowd, and ram into her, grabbing her tits, and plowing hard and deep into her soaked space. She fucks back into me with every stroke, and soon we are both coming over and over again. Exhausted, we enjoy the cheers from the crowd, and head over to the car. We are back on the road, spent. As we head for home, she lays her seat back, and closes her eyes. I can't resist opening her blouse so the other drivers can see her marvelous tits, and get a few honks of approval. She winks at me, leans over, and takes me in her mouth on the long drive home. I can't wait for next weekend... A Night Out For Bee – I think of you often. You and Tom are out for the night together – a date – a rare occasion to be together without the kids. You have just left one of your favorite restaurants after a nice dinner that was both relaxing and exciting. You can tell that Tom is in the mood – that he wants you and is savoring the time before he has his way with you. His hands were all over you as you dressed and you almost didn't make it out of the bedroom. But the babysitter's arrival interrupted the two of you. Both aroused you wondered if the babysitter would notice the erection in Tom's pants as he answered the door. Before leaving to answer the door Tom asked you not to wear your bra tonight. Normally you would feel the light summer dress was a little too revealing to go without a bra but tonight you were convinced quickly. As you got into the car you felt Tom's hands run over your bottom, just the thin material of your dress cover your cheeks, the thong between them was the only other item of clothing you wore other than a pair of sandals. As you got out of the truck after Tom came around to open your door you intentionally spread you legs a little wider than necessary as you slid down, giving him a view of your legs and what was between them. You thought briefly that you wished you had not worn the thong, that Tom would have really enjoyed that little surprise. As you slide down Tom embraced you in the parking lot and his hands went to your breasts, verifying that you were indeed braless, he took a breast in each hand and blatantly kneaded them as you kissed, your tongue darting into his mouth quickly. Now, after a wonderful dinner with drinks and a bottle of wine, of which you consumed more than your share, you were in the car wondering where to go next. You discussed seeing a movie - you considered the fun you could have stroking Tom's long penis in the dark. Or maybe going to a club for music and dancing and more drinks and it occurred to you that your dress was short enough so that surely some would get a peak of your bottom as well as notice the bounce of your breasts. Or Tom even suggested parking – you were surprised that he would suggest that. The risk of being caught - of being seen as you made love to each other in the semi-public confines of the car - although well outside your community it was still a risk. "How about here, want to go in for a minute and see what it's like?" Tom asked as he nodded across the street to the bright lights of the somewhat upscale but still slightly seamy strip club that advertised topless girls and lap dances in flashing neon. "Are you kidding?" you asked, more shocked that offended. "I have never been to a club like that. Tom pulled over in front of the club's parking lot but did not turn in. "What do you think? We can just see what it's like and then leave? You looked out the passenger side window at the club entrance. You thought about the 3 hours of time you still had before you needed to be home, the fact that this was something Tom had suggested that was daring and you hated to put a damper on Tom being a little more daring. And, you were excited by the chance to see Tom look at and become excited by these women – and to see if that would excite you as well. "OK, let's go have a look." You said, turning to Tom with a smile. "Nobody knows us here. It should be interesting. And then later....." you turned to Tom and unbuttoned one button at the top of your dress and reached in a brought your left breast out, letting Tom see it in your hand. "you can tell me how I stack up." Tom smiled broadly and his eyes opened wide. "Oh, I can tell you that already. You are the most gorgeous, sexy woman around." You laugh, tucking your breast back into your dress but leaving the button undone. "Let's see if you think that in a little while big guy." You say reaching over and squeezing Tom's cock through his pants. You are so secure and confident in you own sexual appeal and ability to please Tom that, at that moment Tom finds you sexier and more attractive than perhaps ever before. He quickly pulls into the club parking lot, parks and gets out to open your door. As he walks behind the truck you turn toward the door and raise your dress to the top of your thighs, exposing the panties that cover your lips. You spread your legs slightly and Tom breaks into a broad grin as he sees the view you are presenting him with. He reaches between your legs and runs his finger over your clit, causing you to jerk slightly at the sensation. "OK, ok." You say gripping his wrist and pulling his hand away surprised at how excited you are. "Let's go see the show before we become one out here." I think I'd rather see this show." Tom says as he helps you down. You ponder for a minute if Tom would really allow himself to become part of a public show. Would he really allow your body to be seen by any passerby, to allow his hard cock to be seen? These thoughts arouse you as you walk into the club holding Tom's hand. Once inside the club Tom pays the cover charge and a woman escorts you to a table inside the club. The stage is elevated about four feet above the floor and on either side there are small cocktail tables set up. The bar is at the end of the stage and busy with women in lingerie picking up and delivering drinks to the packed house of patrons. You notice that most but not all the audience are men. You feel a little uncomfortable as you see the heads turn to watch you follow Tom to the table. Once seated the hostess takes your drink order and leaves. You smile at Tom and he at you – both of you are a little nervous – a little out of your element. Both of you turn to watch the dancer on stage as she gyrates slowly to a song that has so much base in it the melody is lost. Her hips move to the beat of the base as her hands run up and down her body, clutching her naked breasts and pulling her nipples. She wears a thong – bright red matching the shade of her lipstick. You notice that she has very nice legs and a nice ass and small breasts. It surprises you how small her breasts are. She turns her back to a group of men at one of the tables at the foot of the stage and bends from the waist, giving them an unobstructed view of the thin material as it only barely covers the lips of her pussy. Unlike most of the men you notice the woman's face. She is probably early thirties and average looking – not attractive but not unattractive either. She wears heavy makeup and you wonder if it makes her look older or younger than she is. She has a very flat stomach that she uses to undulate her crotch, her pussy thrust out at times as her legs are open. She makes her way across the stage slowly until she is in front of you and Tom. First on her knees she bends forward letting her breasts hang above and in front of the two of you. You look over at Tom and he looks at you and you share a smile. When you look back the woman is sitting and leaning back on her elbows, legs in the air held straight and toes pointed in shiny black strapped shoes. Her crotch is open and at eye level. Covered by her thong you really cannot see anything until she reached her left hand down and pulls the material to the side and flashes you and Tom her pussy. She is shaved in a strip of dark hair and her pussy lips are pink. A roar from the crowd goes up when they realize she has shown her pussy. Before you can react her show is over, the lights go off and the woman is gone. The speakers boom "The lovely Sheila" to a smattering of applause from the patrons. "I think she just flashed you." Tom leans over and says above the applause and the noise of the room. "Me?" you ask. "Why?" Tom shrugs "She wasn't looking at me, and you're one of the few women in the place. Maybe she's a lesbian and thinks you're hot." He said. You raise your eyebrows skeptically at him but smile. "Would that bother you?" "No, I don't think so. I just don't think it was for me" you reply but feel that twinge of excitement and know that in truth, she was looking at you and she did pull her thong aside so you could see her pussy. "Did you like her?" you ask Tom, in part to change the subject. "She was OK but a little small up top for me." he replies making you smile as his eyes drop to your braless breasts. "Well this girl won't disappoint you." You tell him and nod toward the woman coming on stage as the announcer introduces "The seductive Cassandra." to healthy applause from the crowd. Cassandra was wearing cutoff blue denim shorts that were at least a size too tight and a short T-shirt that came to just under her breasts leaving her flat tummy exposed. Her breasts were barely contained by the thin cotton of the shirt and her nipple strained to poke through. Obviously implants they were many sizes too large for her otherwise well toned but thin body. But what struck you the most was how young she looked. Her hair hung down long and wild and as she started to move it frequently covered her face. But the girl could have been 16 of 17 years old, with big brown eyes, soft pouting lips and an innocent look about her that was a shocking contrast to her oversized breasts, protruding nipples and sensuous body movements. She wore very little make-up and needed none. She was a girl next door, high school cheerleader virgin dancing on stage in front of dozens of people who all wanted to see her nude. The woman danced very naturally and moved comfortably despite the sexual nature of her movements. Her hands roamed her body and lifted the bottom of her shirt offering tantalizing glimpses of her breasts. She bent over letting her tight shorts rise up to reveal most of her round tight bottom. She truly had the body of a teenage girl – but with very large breasts. But what made Cassandra different was her smile and the way she engaged the audience. She made eye contact and took in people individually, not just as a crowd. You looked over at Tom and saw that he was fully engaged with her show, watching her dance and smiling ever so slightly as his eyes followed her around the stage. Cassandra's shorts came off slowly, sliding over her round bottom with some difficulty and then down her long tanned legs to her ankles and to the stage where she kicked them to a man in the audience who to your slight disgust immediately brought them to his face and inhaled deeply. Cassandra laughed with an open mouth, her eyes shinning as the crowd roared its approval. She wore a pink g-string that hardly covered the lips of her pussy and nothing more than the thinnest of strings ran between the cheeks of her ass. She continued her dance, engaging the crowd, as none of the other dancers had been able to do. You again looked over at your husband, expecting him to be drooling next to you. Instead he was looking at you, watching you watch the woman dance on stage. He smiled and leaned into you and asked "How do you like her?" "She's really cute. How about you?" you ask. "Yeah, she's great." He agreed. "Do you like watching her Baby? Does it kind of turn you on?" He asked "A little." you admitted with a nod, not willing to admit that you were completely wet and had a couple of times desperately wanted to touch yourself. "Do I need to ask you?" you asked and reached over and felt Tom's swollen penis in his pants. You smiled at him to let him know that it was OK that he was excited by this young woman. Tom smiled, and nodded his head toward the stage. "Keep watching her – I like you watching her." He said. You all too gladly turned your attention back to Cassandra, slightly surprised by the excitement you took from knowing that Tom was turned on by you watching this woman. Cassandra was now playing peek-a-boo with her tits – flashing the crowd by lifting her shirt only to cover up again after giving just a glimpse of large round boob and erect nipple. Finally, in one swift move she pulled the shirt over her head and spread her arms exhibiting her breasts to the crowd. She moved around the stage lifting her tits and pushing them together to create obscene cleavage. All the while she smiled a most engaging, charming and innocent smile that had everyone believing that she enjoyed giving the show as mush as they did watching. She began to accept dollar bills from the crowd, letting them insert a bill between her breasts and she would trap it and their hand by pushing her tits together, standing back with the bill between her breasts. She continued to play the crowd letting them grope her breasts as the payoff for the cash. Occasionally she would bring a patrons head forward and let him put his face between her breasts and the crowd would roar. Now in front of you and Tom Cassandra leaned down from the stage letting her breasts sway in front of the two of you. She put one hand on Tom's shoulder and reached for his hand and brought it up to her breast, using Tom's hand to cup one of her tits. As she did this she looked over at you and asked "OK." You laughed and nodded your approval to her and to Tom who brought his other hand to her other breast and played with them both as he turned to you to watch your reaction. Your eyes met in that moment and something happened – you could not define it, but the sight of Tom's hands on this woman's breasts, playing with them in front of you was only part of it. The other part was the look in his eyes as he watched you watch him – it was as though he was saying without words "watch what I am doing – I want you to see it" The thought and feeling startled you. It was not jealousy or anger at his enjoyment, it was arousal and an intense excitement that was sudden and driven by something in the way he wanted you to look at him with this woman. As Tom continued to fondle Cassandra's breasts, watching you as he did so he leaned into her and whispered something into her ear that you cold not hear over the noise of the crowd and the pounding of the music. Cassandra nodded and smiled and pulled back from Tom. Still kneeling on the stage she leaned into you, her breasts hanging in front of you and one of her hands on your shoulder to steady herself. "He wants you to play with them too." She said smiling down at you. It was the voice of a teenager and as you looked up to her you realized that she was indeed probably not more that 18 or 19 but looked like a high school girl. Cassandra reached down and, as she had with Tom brought your left hand, palm up to her right breast. You could feel the heat from her, the warmth of her skin and the hardness of her nipple in your palm. It all happened so fast you hadn't had time to react – in any way. You looked over at Tom, as surprised that the request had come from him as you were by the fact that you had on your own brought your right hand up to cup her other breast. You looked into Tom's eyes and could see the lust in them for the first time. You were aware that the crowd was cheering wildly at the sight of a dancer being touched – which is against house rules unless part of the show and initiated by the dancer. But you knew nothing of this, the rules or the crowd. You knew only how good Cassandra's tits felt in your hands and how shocked - and excited – by Tom's request of the dancer that she allow, make you touch her tits. And now you looked into Tom's eyes and could see something in him that was very exciting but tinged with something that scared you slightly. Cassandra leaned into you and spoke into your ear. You could feel her breath as it tickled your neck. "He wants you to see this too." She said as she sat back onto the stage pulling back from your hands and leaving your hands empty in the air. As she sat back on the stage she leaned back on her right hand, her knees spread wide in front of you and with her left hand she reached between her legs and pulled the tiny piece of material that covered her to the side revealing her completely shaven pussy lips to you. As you looked up at her your eyes met hers and she smiled back at you an innocent young girls' smile. You felt as if her eyes were asking you if you liked what you saw. Then you remembered she had said that it was Tom that wanted you to see "this" and you looked over at him quickly to find him staring at you, watching you as you had watched Cassandra show her pussy to you. You felt awkward for a moment, not sure what Tom expected of you – did he think you would not look at the girl? But Tom's eyes were filled with lust, and that excited you. By the time you looked back to Cassandra she had already replaced the g-string to cover herself. It was a view just for you to have. As she slid, still on her knees down the stage she blew a kiss looking at both you and Tom. Then she was off entertaining the patrons further down the stage, standing again and playing with her breasts, but not providing any others the opportunity to touch her or for the private showing you had received. "Are you OK?" Tom leaned over to ask you. You realized that your cheeks were burning, not with embarrassment but excitement and that you probably looked very flushed. "Yes, I'm fine. Just surprised – I've never experienced that before. Did you ask her to do that?" you asked Tom, your faces close enough to kiss as you talked. "Yes" was Tom's one word reply. "Are you OK?" he asked again, but this time meaning something else. "It excited you didn't it?" you ask Tom and, when he nods a serious yes, you reply to him "Then I liked it." At that moment the announcer boomed "Cassandra" announcing the end of her show and thunderous applause followed her off the stage. The waitress came back and you each order another drink and agreed that you would stay for one more dancer and then head home. The meaning of home was clear in both your minds and acknowledged between the two of you. Tom wanted to fuck you desperately. His cock is prominent in his pants and you could tell he liked it when you looked down at it and each time you lightly ran your fingers over it, outlining it in his pants. Likewise, a couple of times he took your breasts in his hands, discreetly but surely noticed by those around. You knew that they were soft and warm in his hands and he could feel the nipples easily through the thin material of your dress. You didn't look down to check but you knew from Tom's glances and those of the men around you that your nipples were sharp points clearly visible. Your drinks came and shortly afterwards you felt a hand on your shoulder. As you looked around you saw that it was Cassandra and she was standing behind and between you and Tom, a hand on each of your shoulders she caressed your left shoulder and Tom's right. Part II She was now wearing a see-through lace wrap blouse loosely tied in front and a thong instead of the very brief g-string she had worn on stage. Her breasts were clearly visible and so close to both of you. You were again surprised at their roundness and firmness and the fact that they were on what was otherwise a small girl. "Hey, did you guys enjoy my show?" she asked looking at Tom and then at you, smiling a big smile, teeth perfect and white, her voice was that of a child, full of innocence and exuberance. "We did." Tom said enthusiastically and then, looking at you he reined it in a bit and said "You were great." Cassandra looked at you with her big brown eyes and asked "How about you, I hope I didn't embarrass you too much? But your boy here did ask me to do it." She laughed looking back at Tom for a minute. "No, it happened too fast for me to be embarrassed. And we loved your show." You replied not sure what else to say. "Good, a lot of it was for you." She said looking directly at you, your eyes making contact. "Or was it for you?" she asked looking at Tom and laughing. "Are you guys married or what?" she asked still with a hand on each of your shoulders but now squatting down between you. A Night Out "Yes, this is my wife Melinda and I'm Tom." Tom said looking to you for approval, not sure if he had given out too much information to a stripper. "Nice to meet both of you, I'm Cassie." She said extending her hand to both of you to shake hands, a gesture that seemed oddly formal given the performance you had just witnessed. "This is cool, I love it when husbands and wives come in together." "So how old are you if you don't mind me asking?" you said turning in your chair to face Cassie, noticing that Tom had done the same. Cassie laughed. "Oh, I am old enough to be doing this legally but not by much. I'm 22 but I know, I look 16 don't I. Some guys really like that. And put it together with these..." she said as she put a hand under each of her tits and jiggled them "...and it's a combination a lot of guys like. I was so flat before." She said acknowledging that they were implants. Looking down at your tits she remarked "Although I will say that I always wanted to have real one's like you have." She eased her hand off your shoulder and opened the left side of the top of you dress enough to catch a glimpse of your left breast and nipple. "Wow, those are nice. And no bra, I bet you're a happy man." She said looking over at Tom as he too watched your breast come into view. "Mine are for show but not sexy like yours are." she said still looking into the top of your dress at your exposed tit. "Wait a minute, who's the performer here?" you, asked with a laugh bringing your left hand to hers and clutching her hand to your chest, closing the top of your dress in the process. Both Tom and Cassie laughed. Cassie turned her hand over in yours and very naturally interlocked fingers with you and held your hand. She pressed her forearm against your left breast, your erect nipple pressing against her. "So how about a lap dance?" she asked looking to Tom who looked back blankly before thinking of an answer. "No, I don't think so. Thanks though. We were actually getting ready to leave." "Oh, you can't go yet." Cassie pouted, appearing even younger. She turned to you, her arm still against your breast and still holding your hand. "How about buying your husband a lap dance?" Tom interrupted by saying, "No, really we have to get going. But thanks." "Can I watch you do it?" You asked her but looking at Tom, stopping him in his tracks. "I'd like to see you get a lap dance....... C'mon." you said now to Tom letting your eyes fall to his lap, making it obvious to Tom and to Cassie where you were looking. "C'mon hun, do it." You said leaning forward and running your right hand over Tom's lap, feeling his hard cock as Cassie looked on smiling. "You sure?" Tom said slowly, as surprised as you had ever seen him. You nodded and smiled at your husband as you gave his big cock a squeeze through his pants. "Wow, I like you guys! So let's go into the lounge area. I promise you'll like it." She stood up still holding your hand and led you, with Tom following to a curtained off area in a side room. The lounge area was a series of armless couches placed around the room. Some couches were occupied by women giving men lap dances, grinding over them as the men watched wide eyed with lust, their hands held awkwardly at their sides. "Let's try over here where it's a little more private." Cassie said as she led you by the hand to a slightly more darkly lit area away from the other activities. "You sit here Melinda and watch me give your husband a lap dance. And don't worry, I'll be gentle with him." You shared a laugh with her as she almost reluctantly let go of your hand. There was room on the couch for you to slide to one side and turn sideways, your legs up on the couch as Tom sat down on the other side. Cassie stood in front of Tom facing him. "OK, here's how our lap dance policy works. There is no touching – sorry – and you cannot do anything "lewd" that means you can't jack off on me or anything like that." She said with a broad smile. "I do not do "extra" services so don't ask and it's $40 bucks for a ten minute dance. Sound OK to you guys?" she asked, looking down at Tom with a sultry but innocent look that you thought was well practiced. Tom looked over at you and you nodded. "I'm going to like watching this." You said almost too gleefully – the comment meant to tease Tom as much as to let him know that you were OK with it all. "OK, here we go." Cassie said as she started to undulate her hips to the beat of the music that could be heard and felt in your chest from the main room. She untied the tie of her lacy blouse and let it fall open as she moved in front of Tom. Tom looked up at her and at her tits and then over at you. "The show's over there." You smiled at your husband pointing to Cassie. Tom smiled back but did not immediately look back at Cassie. "I want you to watch her too." He said as he turned to look at Cassie who was now forcing his knees apart with her legs so she could stand between them. You watched as she slipped her blouse over her shoulders, her huge breasts thrust forward above Tom's legs. You could now clearly see Tom's hard-on and the wet spot that was forming on the khaki colored pants he wore. Cassie continued to gyrate, her hands running up and down her breasts, pulling her nipples each time she passed over them. She shifted her position to straddle one of Tom's legs bending her knees enough to bring her thong covered crotch to rest on his leg, sliding it a few inches against him before standing back up and swaying her hips. All the time she danced she carried on a dialog with Tom, an endless stream of comments not waiting for any replies from Tom. "Oh, I can see that big dick in your pants, is that because of me baby. Are you really hard for me? Do you like my tits? Do they turn you on? Don't you wish you could take them in your hands?" Now Cassie was bringing her breasts close to Tom's face, brushing her nipples across his lips even. Cassie looked over at you and smiled. And then she asked Tom "Does it make you hard to have you wife watching my tits in your face?" In a hoarse voice thick with excitement Tom replied "Yes." "Oh, I can tell it does." She said as she put her hand in Tom's lap to lean into him, her tits now full in his face. Still looking at you she raised her eyebrows and asked you, her voice no longer having the automated tone of earlier "Wow, is he as big as he feels?" You could see Tom push up against her hand, his erection for a moment gripped in her young hand. You just nodded yes in answer to her, watching intently as this woman looked back at you with your husbands cock in her hand, albeit through his pants. "You must have fun with him." She said. She released Tom and stood up to continue to grind against him. She slipped off her blouse completely now and was nude except for her thong and high heeled shoes. Tom was flushed and his eyes were dark with his excitement. He was looking directly at you as he spoke to Cassie "Show your tits to my wife." He instructed. "I'd be glad to baby." Was her reply as she stepped back from between his legs and moved over to in front of where you sat on the couch, your legs curled up under you. Continuing to dance by grinding her hips back and forth and from side to side she raised her hands to cup her breasts as she moved in front of you. She looked over at Tom as she asked "Do you think your wife likes my tits? I love having her look at them." "Put them in her face." Tom said as he looked on. "Oh, gladly." She replied looking down at you she bent forward leaning over you and bracing herself with her right arm on the back of the couch. She dangled her tits in front of your face, and began to grind her hips in an exaggerated motion which caused her breasts to sway. As they swung before you her erect nipples touched your face and brushed against your lips. The scent of her body lotion was familiar to you. You lifted your head above their roundness and saw Tom looking at you, your face framed by Cassie's large breasts. His mouth was open slightly and he was staring at the sight you and Cassie made together. He was incredibly turned on, his penis tented his pants almost obscenely, the wet spot was now several inches in diameter and except for the hardness of his cock you would have though he had climaxed in his pants. "Touch them." He commanded you, his voice thick and deep. "It's OK, you can." Cassie said in answer to your remembering her no touching admonition. You brought your hands up to her breasts, cupping them again, her nipples so hard in your palms. You squeezed gently, kneading the firm flesh delicately. You could feel the implants as you did so and wondered what that would be like. You continued to look at Tom as you massaged the young woman's breasts. You were aware of the flush in your own face as you noted Tom's face red with excitement. "Oh yeah, that's nice Melinda." She said remembering your name as she leaned into you even further, her head right above yours, her breasts pressed into your hands as you continued to play with them, your eyes never leaving Tom's, so aware of his eyes on you. "Lick them." Tom said quietly. It was less a request and more an instruction. Cassie stood slightly to bring her breasts to your face, your hands still full of her you moved them underneath and brought Cassie's right nipple to you mouth and darted your tongue out, flicking the pink hard nub back and forth – as Tom had done to you so many times. You were surprised at how easily your had done it, without thinking you had complied. You could tell he wanted it, maybe needed it. You realized as you took her nipple in your mouth that you needed to do as he asked, you needed more than anything to give him what he wanted. "Show her yours." Tom said. At first you did not understand and even once the meaning became clear you did not move, not believing you had heard your husband correctly. You continued to look at Tom not moving but not discontinuing your play with Cassie's breasts either. "Show her." Tom said forcefully. "He wants us to touch them together I think." Cassie said quietly to you, as if you needed clarification. She stood up enough to look down at your chest, pulling her nipple away from your lips and causing your hands to drop away from her breasts. "Just one more button should do it." She said unbuttoning the button that held the top of your dress together and over your breasts. You continued to look at your husband as you felt the button give way and felt Cassie fold open the top of your dress exposing both your breasts. "Those are beautiful." Cassie commented as she looked at your tits. You saw Tom's eyes shift down to your breasts and a moment later you felt the warmth of Cassie's tits touching yours, her nipples firm and pointed against your soft skin. She lowered herself to you until her face was next to yours, her hair cascading over your shoulder and her breath hot on your neck. Her nipples now flicking across yours, which were also erect. Tom moaned in appreciation as he looked at the four breasts in front of him, pressed together nipple to nipple. For the first time your gaze on Tom wavered when you felt Cassie bring her hands to your breasts, cupping them in her palms as you had done with hers. She turned her face into your neck and you felt her lips on you, kissing your neck. Her moan sent vibrations through you that shocked you at the intensity of them. She slid her tongue from your neck to your chest as she squatted in front of you to kneel on the floor. Her tongue was now on your right nipple as her left hand pinched your left nipple. You put your hands on the back of Cassie's head and gently hugged her to your breasts as she suckled your nipple. You looked again to Tom, your eyes meeting as you moaned louder than you had meant to. You could see the need in Tom, but it was a controlled need that left him in charge. You knew that you would do whatever he asked of you - do anything to please your husband. Leaning over to you Tom touched his lips to yours in the briefest of kisses. The sensation of your husband's kiss on the lips and Cassie's on your breasts was almost too much. Tom brought his lips to your ear and whispered to you "Kiss her." He sat back to resume his watching role as you put your hands on either side of Cassie's head and lifted her face to yours. Lowering your lips to her upturned face you noticed again how young this woman looked, how innocent her big eyes made her seem. And then your lips met her so soft and warm lips as she strained forward from her kneeling position to meet your kiss. Without hesitation she opened her mouth and her wet tongue darted into your mouth, touching your tongue sending tingles through you. The kiss was passionate but sweet, and it lasted and lasted, neither one of you wanting to be the one to break the connection. Finally, reluctantly but suddenly Cassie pulled back sitting back on her legs on the floor. She looked up at you with flushed face and slightly out of breath. "God, I don't think I am supposed to be doing this." You looked at each other for the briefest of moments, eyes locked and then she turned to Tom. "Sorry big guy, I've ignored you haven't I." She crawled over between Tom's legs and put a hand on each of his thighs and began to slide her hands up and down his legs. Each time raising her bottom off the floor and lowering it as though she were on top of a man, riding his cock, arching her back and moaning as she lowered herself. As her hands dragged along his pants they tightened and made even more obvious his trapped cock. The shaft was clearly visible through his pants and was pointed toward his waist. The head was under the waist band of his pants and was nearly visible. Each time Cassie slide her hands down his legs his pants came down enough to provide the briefest glimpse of Tom's huge wet cock head. "Look at that. What a beautiful sight that is. I can't believe it's so long that it sticks out the top of your pants. But I love that I can see it." Cassie continued to rub Tom's legs saying "Does it feel good baby? I love seeing the head of your big cock. Look, there it is, all wet and shinny. How do you fit that in your little girl here? She's so small, I bet she's really tight." At that Tom began to thrust up, trying to get his cock further up over his pants, trying to get relief. You looked on only slightly recovered from Cassie's touch. As you looked up from Tom's cock head, now completely exposed above the top of his lowered pants you saw that Tom was looking at you again. His eyes were on your chest and you realized that your breasts were still entirely uncovered and open to anyone else in the lounge area. You made no attempt at covering them and enjoyed the fact that he was looking at them despite a young beautiful woman between his legs practically masturbating him through his pants. As you watched you could sense that Tom was close to coming. The friction from his pants on the underside of the ridge was going to bring him off. But Cassie sensed it too. "Oh, you're about ready aren't you?" She said as she sat back and took her hands from Tom's legs. "We can't have that as much as we'd like to see you shoot all over yourself. Besides, I'm not done with you yet." She said as she stood up and began her hip grinding gyrations again. She slowly lowered her thong to reveal the miniscule g-string she had worn on stage. She stepped away and turned her back to Tom and bent over at the waist, her round bottom in his face as she teased the thong from between her cheeks and down her legs, letting it drop to her feet as she remained bent at the waist. Cassie's bottom was round and tight and without tan lines of any kind. The g-string was no more than a thread as it disappeared between her legs. "Show your ass to Melinda." Tom said to Cassie. Still bent at the waist Cassie turned to point her ass directly at you. As you looked at her bottom Tom asked "Do you like it?" "Yes, I do." You replied, telling the truth but also knowing it was the right answer for Tom. "Touch her for me since I can't." he instructed. "Do it the way you think I would." His words were not requests nor were they commands but something in between. Yet you felt compelled to comply..... driven by your own arousal as well as by the knowledge of his need to see you do what he asked of you. You wondered if he was testing you to see how far your would go to please him. He would be surprised. As your hand caressed the round globe of Cassie's ass you were surprised that she had let things go this far. The no touching rule was long ago broken. You now held Cassie's bottom in both hands, running your palm over her soft warm flesh. You looked at Tom and asked "Like this?" He nodded. The fingers of your right hand followed the trail of the g-string between the cheeks of her ass. Cassie rested her hands on her knees and looked back at you. You were surprised when she broadened her stance to allow you greater access. Your finger tips continued over her ass stopping where you knew Tom would want to, applying soft but firm pressure to her bottom then continuing until your finger found her wetness. A moan came from Cassie as she arched her back, acknowledging that you had found her arousal. "She's wet.....really wet." You said to Tom as you brought your hand into view, fingers coated with her shinny dampness. "Go inside." Tom said looking at your fingers and Cassie's ass. You pulled Cassie's left cheek open giving Tom a good view of the woman. Pulling the string aside and with your palm up inserted your middle finger to the last knuckle. "God Melinda." Tom said his penis leaking pre-come, the head purple from being constricted by his pants. You drew your finger part of the way out of the young woman's cunt and inserted it again quickly, repeating the motion over and over several times gripping her hip as you finger fucked her for your husband. Cassie balanced her wait with her hands on her knees and leaned back into your hand allowing you to masturbate her. But she also scanned the room to be sure this elicit activity was not being noticed by management. Looking at Tom you moved your other hand to Cassie's clit, finding the hard nub easily and playing the tip of your finger over it as your continued to finger her for Tom. "Oh shit!" Cassie said suddenly. She shuddered and leaned into your hand so hard that you had to push back on her to keep her from sitting on your lap. After a moment she stood up on slightly unsteady legs. She turned around to face you and Tom, no longer the stripper in charge of her customers she was now a young woman breathing heavily and flushed from face to chest. "You made me come." She said in what looked like almost disbelief as she looked down at you. "No one has ever made me come here." Part III "Fuck" she said under her breath as she tried to regain her composure. Her hands were on her face covering her flushed cheeks. She clearly could not believe what had just happened to her. "I can't believe that happened. But now I am really horny you guys." She said her eyes gleaming as she walked over to Tom and straddled his leg, standing above it. She put one foot up on the couch on the far side of Tom and turned to face the two of you and reached her left hand down and pulled the g-string to the side revealing her shaved pussy and her lips to you both. "We're not supposed to show this in here but you guys have me so hot I have to. Can you see how wet I am?" She reached down with her right hand and began to masturbate in front of you, taking turns looking from one of you to the other – watching you watch her play with herself. She ran her middle finger up and down her slit and over her clit. Every third or fourth stroke she would slide her finger into herself and bring it out glistening with her wetness. You looked at Tom and could see he was in awe of this woman's actions and could not look away. His cock, now fully exposed was throbbing and wetter than you had ever remembered it, his pants soaked in front with a dark wet spot. But the head and now half his shaft were above his pants and the object of Cassie's stares as she continued to masturbate. A Night Out Suddenly Tom turned to you, the look in his eyes desperate, yet still controlled in a way that was unknown to you. He glanced down at you breasts which were still exposed, the front wide open and held together in the front by only three buttons. As you looked at Tom you knew what he was going to do before he even moved. You watched him almost disconnectedly as he unbuttoned the rest of your dress and pulled it open, revealing your tummy and legs and the "v" of materials between them. You complied without hesitation as he used his hand to separate your legs revealing your thong covered crotch, including the very visible wet spot which had turned the light blue material to a darker shade. "Show her." Tom said to you in a tone that bordered on harshness. Clearly he was close to loosing control. You had noticed his hands shaking as he had unbuttoned your dress and his mouth was too dry to speak. "Show her your cunt." Tom said, using the word he never used. With your eyes locked with your husband's you did not hesitate to reach down and pull the material of your panty to the side, showing your lips and the curly patch above. You could feel the wetness of your panties and the heat of your excitement. You were surprised at how aroused your were by Tom's request, not just that he wanted you exposed but the way he ordered you to do, expected you to do it. Tom looked up at Cassie and asked "Do you like my wife's pussy?" His voice was hoarse but loud and commanding. "Yes, it's so pretty." Cassie said looking at your pussy and then up to you. The lust was now clear in her eyes as well as her voice. She continued to masturbate with greater urgency, her hand moving faster and her finger focused on her clit. "Oh God" Cassie said in a high pitched almost yelp. She looked around behind her toward the entrance to the lounge area. "They can't catch me doing this. I think I am going to come again." She almost cried quietly looking at you, her eyes asking you to look at her, to look at what she was doing in front of you......... "Wait, not yet" Tom ordered Cassie. Surprise registered on her face but she slowed her masturbation. Tom turned again to you and looked between your legs. You continued to hold the material of your panty to the side so Cassie and Tom could see you. Both Tom and Cassie looked you up and down. You were slightly reclined, your dress unbuttoned down the front and completely open. Your breasts with their hard nipples were available for all to see and you were exposing your wet cunt as well. You were the good girl waiting to be told what to do next. Tom reached between your legs with his left hand and slowly inserted his middle finger half way into you. You could tell by the ease of entry that you were soaking wet. Being filled, even a single finger felt so good to you. Tom slowly dragged his finger up your slit and over the button that was your clit, holding it and applying pressure for a moment before sliding over it. You shuddered involuntarily at the pleasure of it and cried out in what could have been mistaken for pain. And then his hand was gone, again leaving you holding your panty to the side so they could see your excitement and need. "Play with yourself for us." Tom told you in the same forceful voice. "Take the thong off" Cassie added. You looked at Tom and he said "yes" in quiet agreement. As you brought your legs down you spread your knees widely, giving them a complete view of your cunt. Looking at both of them, alternating from one to the other, you were not able to make eye contact with either because they were looking down at your exposed pussy. As they watched you your own excitement ramped up even more and the first touch of your finger to your pussy was electric. As you arched your back at the sensation they both looked up at you and then back to your pussy. They watched as you played with yourself, doing it at your husband's request, exposing yourself to this woman who was also masturbating. You loved giving them this show, having their eyes locked on to you, being obscene in front of them – and knowing that at any moment anyone from the club could walk by – and knowing that you would not hesitate to give them a show too. Tom tuned to look at Cassie. "Are you watching Melinda play with herself?" he asked. "Uh-huh" Cassie grunted as her hand moved across her clit in fast jerking motions. He turned back to you and asked "Do you like her seeing you play with your cunt?" "Yes" you almost cried as you inserted a finger into yourself and used your thumb to caress your clit. "Fuck, I can't stand this muck longer." Tom said looking from you to Cassie and back again. His cock was still visible, almost all of it now above his lowered pants. His shirt was wet with pre-come and the head of his cock was purple and swollen. Tom was thrusting his hips trying to gain the friction that would satisfy his cock's need. You reached over and touched the index finger of your left hand to the tip of his cock and pulled away a string of his liquid which you brought to your mouth and licked off by extending your tongue. "Umm, that's so good." You said to Tom but then looked at Cassie. You dipped your hand again to Tom's cock and brought away more of his fluid, but this time you brought it to Cassie's left nipple and coated it with the glistening liquid. You got up on your knees next to Tom on the couch and bent forward and tongued the fluid from Cassie's nipple as Tom looked on. Cassie moaned and Tom moaned. You turned toward Tom and grasp his belt and quickly had it open undoing the top of his pants and lowering his zipper all in the same motion. Tom's penis stood up into full view before you and Cassie. It surged pre-come up over the head and down the shaft. For an instant you thought he was coming there was so much of it pent up and restricted in his penis. You looked over at Cassie for her reaction. "Oh fuck what a big cock." She said as she moved closer to Tom, still masturbating her slit. She straddled Tom's leg and when she lowered herself onto his thigh she continued to finger her clit but also rocked on his leg, humping against him as his cock throbbed just inches away. Tom was now panting in desperation. You were surprised he had not reached down and jerked himself off by now. You knew he would come instantly. You could already see his penis had that final swell to it that meant ejaculation was imminent. Yet he was still able to hold off. You wanted to see him come and you knew that you also wanted Cassie to see him come. Not just his orgasm but his cum, you wanted to show it to her, show her how you could milk it from your husband after driving him wild. You wanted it to be messy and sticky and sloppy in front of her. You reached again for his cock and wet your fingers. You brought them to your lips and smeared the pre-come all over your mouth until your lips and cheeks shone with it. Looking at Tom you put your hand behind Cassie's head and brought her mouth to yours, kissing her fiercely, making her taste your husband. Tom opened his mouth as Cassie moaned into yours. When she pulled away she licked Tom's juice from your face and lips as your eyes held Tom's. He was unable to look away from you as the young girl licked his lubricant from your face and ground her pussy almost violently against his leg. You reached down for Tom's big dick and gripped it at the base bringing it away from his stomach which was covered in pre-come. For the first time Cassie could appreciate the full length of him, held straight up by your hand you could both see it throb. Tom reached for you and slipped his hand between your legs and fingered you roughly, plunging a finger into you abruptly and pulling it out to rub your clit in rapid side to side jerks. As he continued to finger you, and Cassie continued to masturbate and hump Tom's thigh as she watched the two of you closely Tom leaned forward and kissed you, his tongue probing your mouth. For the first time you realized that Cassie's knee was in Tom's crotch and that your hand, still gripping his penis was touching her knees as she rocked forward and back on his leg. When Tom pulled away you looked down and watched as Cassie's knee moved forward into Tom's balls as her hand rubbed her clit just inches away. The three of you were all looking down watching Tom's penis throb in your hand, Cassie's fingers a blur as they rubbed her clit and Tom's hand on your cunt as he fucked you with his finger. As you looked down you bent Tom's cock forward and touched the head to the back of Cassie's hand leaving a deposit of Tom's wetness. Tom jerked rising up off the couch and Cassie hissed "Fuck" as she felt the head of his cock. You held him there and each time she rocked forward to grind her pussy on Tom his cock head hit the back of her hand. The third time she hunched forward pushing her pussy toward him and moved her hand away and his head touched her clit – and she stopped, holding herself against Tom's cock as you held the base, pointing him at her, holding him for her. Cassie started to make small circular motions with her pelvis rubbing her clit on the head of his cock. "Ahhhh" Tom moaned, his finger still deep in your pussy but the sensation on his cock too intense to allow him to continue. You began to move Tom's cock against Cassie's clit in side to side motions, dragging his head across her button as she pushed forward against it. "Oh, Oh, OH" Cassie mewed urgently as she looked down at the big cock you held against her clit. You could hear the g-string tear as Cassie pulled it away from her pussy, leaving her smoothly shaved lips that much more visible and accessible. You looked up for the first time in a while and locked eyes with your husband. His desperation was clear. He was beyond the point of reason. But there was a calmness in him that you knew from experience meant that he was going to come any minute. "Do it, please." Tom said to you, looking you deeply in the eyes. His meaning was unclear for only a moment. Then you did it. Still gripping the base of your husband's cock with your left hand you pulled Cassie's left leg over Tom's right leg to straddle him and you easily inserted your husband's huge cock into the girl's soaking wet pussy until her lips touched your thumb and index finger. The sudden insertion caused both of them to jump and gasp in unison. Cassie came immediately - thrusting frantically onto Tom's penis as you held the base, allowing her to fuck herself with it. At the first surge of his cock you squeezed tightly the base of his cock preventing the cum from moving through his penis. You could feel spasm after spasm as Tom's penis tried to ejaculate. Cassie slumped over, her head falling onto Tom's shoulder as her orgasm subsided, leaving her limp. Still gripping Tom's penis tightly you gently eased Cassie off your husband's cock by pushing her bottom gently off him. She lifter her leg and sat heavily on the couch next to Tom, breathing hard and watching you hold Tom's penis. Tom's eyes never left yours. When you looked back up from watching her fuck his cock and then lift off of it he was looking at you. "Let me come" he said quietly, breathlessly, the pleading clear in the tone. You relaxed your grip on his cock for an instant and a jet of Tom's cum shot straight up into the air well above all of your heads. You squeezed again cutting off the next shot leaving Tom to groan. "Oh my God" you heard Cassie say as she panted next to him her eyes following his cum in the air as it landed on the carpet many feet away. Bending toward Tom's cock you relaxed your grip again sending another shot past your face and onto Cassie's chest splattering her tits with you husband's semen. You held tight until the head of Tom's cock was well into your mouth and then you let him erupt, taking your hand away and gripping his balls as they tightened. His groan was one of relief, pain and pure pleasure – an intensity that he had never before experienced. He emptied cum into your mouth faster than your could take it. Although you swallowed twice you finally had to come off his penis to swallow again and catch your breath. The three of you watched as cum continued to flow from his penis, dripping down his long penis and over your small hand as you stroked him, feeling him throb in your hand with wave after wave of small climaxes. Tom's head swung from side to side, the tendons in his neck strained as he climaxed endlessly. Tom recovered slowly. His cock stayed hard in your hand for minutes and never really seemed to relax, making it difficult to get back into his pants. Cassie carefully zipped up his zipper as you tucked his swollen penis back into his pants. Cassie stood next to you as you buttoned the front of you dress preparing to leave the club. Tom had gone to the men's room to clean up a bit. His pants had been soaked and he had cum everywhere. She retrieved your panties from where they had been on the floor and handed them to you. You slipped them into your purse seeing no point in putting them on now. You had not climaxed and your pussy was soaking wet. "You guys are awesome" Cassie said. "I have never had anything like that happen before." You smiled and replied with a little laugh "We haven't either, believe me." Cassie looked around before saying "Um, this is a little strange but if you guys ever want to get together, you know, not here – I would be up for it. And......" she looked around again to be sure Tom had not returned "if just you want to I'd like that too" she said with a self consciousness that made the comment seem completely genuine. When Tom returned he paid Cassie in cash - she refused a tip saying she should be paying you – and then slipped on her discarded thong, minus the torn g-string. After a moments pause she smiled and cocked her head and said "Thank you" as though she could think of nothing else to say. A Night Out I leave the house in the morning, leaving you a little note "that I will be home early, I' am going to take you out for dinner this evening." upon the pillow beside your head. As you waken from the nights embrace, you see the neatly folded paper laying there attached to a rose. You have no idea what I have planned for the evening; curiously you scan the bedroom, until you see the box upon the nightstand. You crawl from the warm confines of the blankets, feeling them caress your nakedness. Intrigued by the note, and the box, you saunter over to the nightstand to see what is in it. Your breath quickens as you reach inside the box, to remove a black sleeveless evening gown. The fabric is so soft and delicate. You hold it up to your naked body, feeling it caress you. The dress is a black full length evening gown with no sleeves, and two thin pieces of cord to go over your shoulders. The back is low cut. It is the most beautiful dress that you can imagine. Again your eyes are drawn to the box, inside on the bottom, are two smaller boxes, rectangular in shape. You reach in and pull out the first box, you carefully open it, and not knowing what is inside. "OH" you exclaim, the box contains a long string of a pearl necklace. You begin to get excited about what I have in plan for us tonight. You grab the second smaller box, not sure what it will contain. Inside this box is a long delicate chain of gold with a smaller piece of chain hanging from its center, attached to this smaller chain are two small ornamental balls. You immediately know what this necklace is for; you wrap the long chain around your waist and hook the clasps together, then slightly adjust to bring the smaller chain and balls into direct contact with your clit, perfect fit. You try on the string of pearl necklace; slowly you wrap them around your neck, and clasp them together. You walk over in front of the mirror to see yourself, slowly the pendants bump against your clit, giving you an erotic thrill with each step. You gaze at yourself in the mirror, enjoying the look of your long blonde hair contrasting with the perfect whiteness of the pearls. You look lower past your breasts, toward the pendants, still slowly bouncing back and forth across your clit. Where am I taking you, you wonder, eying yourself in the mirror, liking what you see. You walk into the bathroom, relishing in the sensation of the small beads slowly bouncing across your clit. You run your hand down to your pussy, feeling the heat emanating from it, down along the fine hair line pointing downwards, to the very thing that is begging for attention. You flick it with your fingers, trembling in the sensations that occur. You grab a razor, deciding to remove the fine blonde hairs around your pussy. You spray some shaving cream into your hand, and slowly spread it onto your pussy, jerking with the sensations. Slowly you bring the razor down along your crevice, ever so carefully. You move each lip aside, so the razor can pass so close to the opening. Then you move the other lip, biting your lip in the exquisite pleasure you are giving yourself. You finish shaving, feeling the utter smoothness of your pussy. You drag a finger up your slit, feeling the moistness, the heat. Teasingly you stroke each lip, making sure you have got every hair, but also slowly teasing yourself. You bring a finger to your clit, slowly beginning to circle it, making your hips arch up from the toilet seat. The excitement from just shaving your pussy, the beads dangling down, the dress, you need release. You plunge a finger into yourself, whimpering in desire. Back and forth you move the finger, in and out. Then another finger. Back and forth faster and faster, the beads bouncing against your clit, you cry out, and then you can feel the hot moistness coating your thighs. Damn you are excited. You take a shower slowly washing every surface, bringing the soap up along each breast, stroking each nipple, down along your belly, your navel, lower still towards your still hot pussy. The burning need for something more is still there. You towel off, relishing in the feeling of the fabric against your naked skin. You walk over to start getting ready for this evening, bump, bump, bump go the beads across your clit. Only driving the need for more. You decide on a pair of sheer lacy black panties. Slowly you put them on, sliding them up your beautiful thighs, do you leave the beads to hang outside of the panties? The black material of the dress hugs your body like a glove, accentuating every curve to perfection, the silky smoothness against your skin. Again you look at yourself in the mirror. Your hair done up in a bun, the white of the pearl necklace contrasting sharply against the bare skin of your upper torso, the beginning of the dress, just slowly covering your cleavage, down along your belly, across your navel, down your thighs, to just above your knees. The small slit up the side of the dress, just exposing enough of your thigh, to be so damn teasing. You hear a car in the driveway, you are tingling with excitement. You meet me at the door. I am dressed in a black tuxedo; I take your hand and escort you out of the house. In the driveway is a long black limousine waiting to take us to where? Beside the door of the limo, holding it open is a very tall, muscular black man. He holds your hand as you get into the limo. You notice the bulge in his pants, and blush with arousing thoughts. Hoping he didn't notice you- them damn beads still slowly bouncing across your clit, driving you crazy with desire. We pull away from the house, you still not for sure were we are going, I finally give in. we are going to a fine restaurant for dinner and dancing. During the drive, each swaying or bump of the limo sends those two perfect little beads bumping and caressing across your clit, always keeping you at the peak of arousal. You notice the bulge in my pants. You teasingly reach over and begin to stroke me thru the material, and then teasing becomes more... You look at the front of the limo, there is a smoke colored glass separating us from the driver. You smile, you reach down and unzip my pants, reaching in, and you grab hold of my rapidly growing cock. You slowly begin to drag your hand along its surface; your mouth begins to salivate. You bring your head lower toward it, licking your lips with anticipation. You spin around on the seat, putting both knees upon it, giving you better access to the throbbing thing in your hands. Gently you lick the very tip of the huge cock between your hands. You wonder if you can open your mouth that wide to take me all in. slowly you nibble the head, bringing moans and groans from me, my hips jump with each flick of your tongue. You drag your hot mouth along its shaft, slowly touching every inch of it with your tongue, up one side down the other, bringing me to such a state of desire and need. You begin to insert my cock into your mouth, still teasing every inch with your tongue. OH God I cry out, the suction from your mouth as you move your head up and down upon me. I grab your head holding you on my shaft, as I move my hips, fucking your mouth You catch something out of the corner of your eye, oh shit, the limo driver has been watching the whole time, and you try to pull your head off of my throbbing cock. I hold you firmly in place, still jerking into your mouth. The limo pulls over to the side of the road, and you feel it stop. You hear the driver's door open and close, and still I hold you on my cock. Then your door opens. The limo driver climbs in beside you, with you kneeling on the seat, he has a perfect view of your upturned ass. He kneels behind you, flips the dress up over your back, moves aside your black lace panties, and inserts his huge, mammoth black cock into your waiting, wet pussy. You try to moan out, but I'm still pumping my shaft in and out of you. OH god, he is so big. In and out he pistons that mammoth cock out of your little pussy, and then before you explode, he pulls that massive cock out of your drooling pussy. He moves up, he is pressing that huge cock against your ass. Oh GOD NO, you try to say. Slowly inch by slow agonizing inch, that massive cock is being inserted into you. My cock pumping furiously into your mouth, his massive member inserting itself into your ass, them damn beads still bouncing back and forth across your clit. Faster and faster he is slamming that huge thing between your ass checks, faster and faster your head is pumping up and down my shaft, your tongue swirling around it's every inch. My hips are bucking upwards to meet every downward thrust. And then finally, I can't hold back any longer. I cry out your name and with one final plunge, I shot my cum down your throat. At the same time, that massive cock in your ass spews its powerful load into your ass. The combined orgasms send you into a powerful orgasm of your own. Slowly the driver removes his spent cock from your ass, pulling your black panties down your legs. He wipes his huge cock on them, and then puts them in his pocket, closes the door, goes back up front, gets in the limo and drives down the road like nothing every happened. You try to gather your thoughts, pulling your dress back down, your ass sore from the pounding , those beads again begin to sway back and forth across you sensitive clit. I zip up my pants. The night has just begun. We arrive at the elegant restaurant, the limo pulls up to the front door. The door is opened, and the big black driver takes your hand to help you out of the limo. Not once has he said anything. We enter the restaurant, all eyes turn to look upon the gorgeous women that has just entered. The waiter escorts us to a table in the back. As we walk to our table, the pendants slowly bounce upon your clit, making you mad with desire. Are table is located in a back corner of the restaurant, near a blazing fire place. Dark and secluded with the flickering of the fire, the waiter brings us some wine. A nice red wine, we begin to discuss the events of the day, watching to see if anybody is looking. There is soft slow music playing, I ask you to dance. I take your hand, we slow dance, I slowly squeeze you tighter towards me, and you can feel my erection growing along my tuxedo trousers. We slowly move, round and round, the firelight glittering off of your eyes. You feel those twin balls bouncing gently, firmly against your clit. The black man's cum is slowly oozing out of your ass, and down along your thighs, your moistness is slowly mixing with his, you feel so slutty, and yet so erotic. A wanton woman on fire with desire. The song stops, the waiter appears and asks us if we are ready to order. We do, I lead you back to the table, watching as your ass sashays in front of me, increasing my growing erection. I hold out your chair for you, slowly pushing it in, as you set down. I turn to my chair, staring at you deeply into your eyes, the deep depths are smoldering with desire. Again we began small talk, a can't take much more. I dive below the table, hidden from view from the table cloth. Pulling you closer to me from under the table, I slid your dress up your thighs, exposing your super heated pussy to my gaze. I run my tongue up your thigh; teasingly I lick around the butterfly on your thigh. Slowly I draw closer to that beautiful shaved mound, twitching with anticipation. Your juices are flowing freely, mixing with that from the limo driver, your ass still hurting from the incredible pounding he gave you. I bring my tongue closer to you, along your inner thigh, gently licking at all your juices. Oh god you murmur, trying to keep your voice hushed. I began to lick from the bottom of your burning hot slit, along the lips to the very thing that is throbbing in such desire. The slow inching of my tongue up your slit, making you shiver in pure delight. your pussy lips opening on their own accord, offering me access to your deep inner depths. Your thighs move upon their own accord, moving farther apart. I can hear your light whimpers in anticipation of the pleasure I'm about to give you. Slowly, tenderly my tongue travels the length of your slit, inhaling, sucking in the perfume of you. I can't get enough of you. I began to flick the tip of your clit, your hips arch off of the chair driving yourself into me face, those damn beads bouncing upon your clit. You bite your lower lip to keep from moaning in passion. The Waiter appears, asks if you are okay " yes, yes" you reply. I pull you further under the table, allowing me more access to that which I desire. I lick around the inside of your pussy, tasting every inch, trying to return the favor that you had shown me earlier. I began to move my tongue in and out of the wonderful opening before me, trying to get my tongue as deep into you as possible. Back and forth I slide my tongue into your deep depths, god, what warmth is inside. What intoxicating flavor, I want more. I move my tongue back to your clit, again just flicking the tip of my tongue against it, then side to side. I purse my lips and suck it into my mouth, sucking on it as if it was a little cock. Just as you had done to me earlier. Your hips are bucking into my face; those little balls of delight are bouncing against your clit. I move back down your slit, I lick around your tortured asshole, teasing, trying to get my tongue in their. The same place the limo driver had only a few minutes ago slammed his big cock into you over, and over again driven you mad with desire. I move back upwards to your waiting entrance, again inserting my tongue as deep into you as it will reach. Round and round I move my tongue inside you, sampling every tasteful inch. Your hips bucking violently into my face, trying to reach that sweet release I have driven you too. Trying to keep quiet, biting your lower lip, breathing raggedly thru your nose, fearing if you open your mouth you will cry out in passion. I move my tongue again to your tortured clit, biting down upon it at the same time I insert two fingers into your ass. Making you jump back with the extreme pleasure. Gently I bite it again, sucking it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around that little harden piece of you. Jamming my two fingers relentlessly into your asshole, back and forth, back and forth. I turn my hand, so my fingers can point upwards, massaging your pussy from inside your ass. The juices, oh god, that intoxicating taste, are flowing freely down your thighs. Your eyes are searching the rest of the people in the restaurant, trying to see if any of them can tell what is happening to you from beneath the table. My fingers in your ass are a blur, moving in and up, pressing against your clit thru your pussy, my tongue sliding up and down your slit, moving faster and faster into your opening. Finally, Oh GOD, Yes,Yes,YES , you whimper. Your thighs began to twitch; you reach under the table, grab my head, and try to shove all of my face into your burning pussy. Back and forth my fingers move thru your tortured ass, my tongue sliding over and over the opening to your pussy and them Damn beads bouncing against your clit. You are there. With a jerk of your hips, you push yourself harder into my face, you pull my head closer, your thighs grip me, and so I can not pull away. You buck again and again into my fingers and tongue. The exquisite sensation of orgasm is upon you, with a mind numbing release, you cum. Spewing into my eager mouth. I continue licking around your pussy, cleaning up all the intoxicating juices that have poured forth from your fiery depths, removing my finger from your tortured ass. I give it a deep passionate kiss, before returning to my chair. As I regain my chair, you slouched in yours, still breathing deeply from the intense orgasm, your eyes still in that dream state of pure bliss. The waiter returns with are dinner. We quietly eat are dinner. You can still feel all the hot juices leaking from your pussy down along your thigh, still driving your intense passion. We finish are dinner, I escort you out to the limo, the feeling of all those juices running down your leg, the glow upon your face, all so deeply intoxicating. The big black man again helps you into the limo. We ride home, not saying a word, just looking deeply into each others eyes, seeing that burning desire still within. We arrive home. The door of the limo is opened; the big black man again offers his hand to help you out of the limo. You grab the offered hand; pull yourself out of the limo, your ass twanging with the pain. You feel something moist and silky in your hand. You gasp "oh my god" he has your damp panties in his hand, and with you looking at him; he brings that silky pair to his nose, and inhales your womanly scent deeply into his lungs. He looks at you, and with a big smile, slaps your ass with his big hand. "SMACK", he turns, putting the still moist panties in his pocket and walks back to the front of the limo. The sudden slap upon your ass drives you forward. Sending a sudden sensation of pure lust to your pussy, drenching your still damp thighs with a new release of orgasmic pleasure. The pain turns into an unspeakable pleasure, slowly we walk into the house. Those pendants again bumping against your clit, the pain in your ass, turning into a growing burning desire. I follow you up the stairs, enjoying the beautiful sight before me. Playfully smacking your ass as you walk up the steps. Making you jump in the painful sensation. We enter the bedroom; I have you stand in the middle of the room. I walk behind you slowly removing your dress, the material clinging sensuously to your curves. Slowly it drops to the floor, revealing your nakedness. I step back, admiring the elegant beautiful curves. I remove the necklace of pearls, and toss them on the bed. I slowly walk around you, gazing at you, watching you, like a panther stalking his prey. I walk to you, slowly pressing my growing erection against your thigh. I began to nibble your ear, lower down your neck. I'm standing in front of you, as I slowly descend to your beautiful tits. Down along each side I caress, and then back up each side. Then I began to play with each erect nipple. I stroke each one unto a harden point before lowering my tongue to it. I flick my tongue rapidly across that aroused bud, bringing gasps of pleasure from you. I bring both breasts together, relishing in the feeling of them. I try to suck each nipple into my mouth, and then try to suck each breast into my mouth. I teasingly go over every inch of those glorious mounds, bringing squeals of delight from you. I slowly lower myself unto my knees, trailing my tongue lower down your body. From your breast down to your navel, then lower still. Across your shaved pubic mound, lower still. The intoxicating heat from your arousal can be felt thru the skin. I bring my mouth towards you, enveloping the burning heat from your mound. Dancing my tongue lower, again towards the thing that desires it most. I tease; I set you down upon the bed. The sudden pressure upon your ass makes you cry out. I roll you over, pushing your knees under you, making you kneel away from me with your ass jutting in the air. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK my hand resounds against your ass checks, sending a powerful jolt of sexual arousal towards your clit. The redness from the hand prints begins to travel across each ass check. The pain/pleasurable sensation almost sending you to orgasm. Your poor ass, first the big black man pounding you relentlessly, then my fingers in the restaurant and now with a playful spanking, making waves of desire course thru you. I reach behind me and grab the long pearl necklace, dragging the length up and in-between your sore ass checks. From below, I grab the other end, and begin to slide them back and forth, bringing those little balls thru the slit of your pussy and across your clit. Oh god, from your clit to your ass you can feel those little balls moving back and forth, faster and faster they move. Driving you mad with desire, Deepings that inner burning desire. Faster and faster I move them thru the crack of your ass and pussy, till you again cry out with the sweet release of an orgasm. A Night Out He starts the evening by laying out her clothes: a sexy short black silk dress, black strappy-high-heel sandals, and new black g-string. The heels and short skirt will really show off her legs. As he puts on his suit, she does her hair and make-up the way he told her, and she gets dressed. She comes out. "You, look amazing!" Inside he smiles. She is his to control this evening, and he has given her no idea what he has planned. They walk to his car and he opens the door for her. He is always a gentlemen and always in control. They drive off and head toward the City. As they cross the bridge the sun is setting over the City, and the sky has turned orange to pink to blue. The Cure is playing on the stereo, and they talk a bit. He reaches over, touches her face, and slowly moves his hand to her thigh. "That skirt is very short! I hope you don't expose yourself." He smiles. They pull into the Marriot and drop off the car. As they enter the lobby, he notices men looking at her, and he thinks to himself what a wonderful trophy he has. They take the elevator to the bar at the top of the hotel. They get a table near a window with a beautiful view of the Bay Bridge and the Oakland Hills. For her he orders a Cosmopolitan and for himself a Grey Goose on the rocks. They sip their drinks and take in the view. It is a warm and clear evening in the City. He leans over and kisses her neck, her cheek, and whispers to her, "Go to the powder room, remove your g-string, and bring it back to me." At first, she hesitates. "Princess, I am serious!" She gets up and walks to the powder room. He turns to watch as she passes; men and some women turn to look at her. While she is away, he calls ahead to the restaurant, verifies his reservations for a booth, and orders their drinks and dinner. She returns and shyly hands him her g-string tightly balled-up and he places it in the inside pocket of his jacket. He pulls her chair closer to his as she sits down. As they sip their drinks, he slowly moves his hand up the inside of her thigh. "Princess, what where you thinking while removing your g-string?" "Ah..I was wondering what you have planned for this evening." As she replies, he places his hand on her knee and he feels her soft skin. He slides his hand up her thigh and slowly moves under her dress. "Did it excite you to do my bidding?" he asks. "You are about an inch from finding out!" she states. Suddenly, out of nowhere a voice, "Can I get you another drink?" The cocktail waitress is right next to them. He feels her thighs slam together. He simply looks up and calmly says, "Just the check." As they stand to leave, her dress hikes up. She quickly adjusts it, but not before a man at the bar gets a glimpse. He takes her hand and walks her pass the man at the bar. "Nice isn't it? And she is mine!" They end up at Boulevards where they are seated at a booth. The waitress brings their drinks. "I hope you don't mind. I called ahead and ordered our drinks and dinner." He explains. For starters, they split an ahi tuna tartare and Fuji apples & butter lettuce salad. For the main course, he ordered her the wood roasted chicken breast and for him grilled California sea bass. They share a nice bottle of wine and enjoy the meal and the conversation. For dessert: a nice chocolate crème bulee and a couple of glasses of port. While sharing dessert, he leans over and whispers "Princess, I want you to touch your pussy." With that she has reveals a coy smile and takes a bite of the dessert as her hand vanishes below the table. "How is it?" he asks. "It is very moist and tasty," she replies. "Princess, I would imagine it would be very smooth across one's tongue?" She clears her throat. "God, yes!" They smile in their secret. The check comes. She, however, doesn't, at least not yet. It is getting late. However, it is still warm in the City. As they start walking up Mission Street, he takes her hand and pulls her close. "Sir, you always make me feel secure and loved." They walk in to the lobby of the Marriot and take the elevator to the 39th floor. They arrive at a room; he takes out a key card and unlocks the door. He holds it open for her. He is always a gentlemen and always in control. She walks in; he notices her glancing at the black duffel bag he left in the room earlier in the day. "Princess, what are you thinking?" "I am wondering what is in the bag, Sir" He walks to the window to admire the view. "Please, pour me a drink. There is some vodka and ice in the refrigerator." She brings the drink to him and he takes a sip. "Thank you, Princess." She moves in between him and the window. He kisses her and slowly turns her around so that she can also enjoy the view. It is of the Oakland hills. He points, "There is my office." He puts the drink down on the windowsill, pulls her hair back, and kisses her neck. He reaches down and squeezes her ass. He feels the silk between his hands and her ass. He suddenly pulls her hands behind her back and cuffs them together. "Don't fucking move!" He pushes his knee between her thighs and spreads her legs as she stands facing the window. He hikes up her skirt and bends her forward pressing her face against the cold glass of the window. He puts his hand around her throat, slides his other hand over her breast, and pulls her tightly into himself. He whispers in her ear, "I never thought I would feel this much towards anyone. You are my toy, my submissive, my woman, and my life." With that, he lowers her to her knees. He slowly pulls her hair into a ponytail. He positions himself between her and the window and is now standing before her looking into her eyes. With her on her knees, he strokes her face and hair. "You are truly beautiful." "Thank you, Sir" As he looks into her eyes, he slides his finger into her mouth and she begins to suck it slowly. Her tongue strokes his fingers. "Jesus Christ, that feels great," he exclaims. As she sucks his finger, he notices that she is rolling her hips slowly. He takes his booted foot, slides it between her knees, and spreads her legs a bit. Gently, but firmly, he raises his boot and presses it in to her pussy. She moans. He removes his finger and asks, "Why are you in my life?" "Because it is meant to be, Sir" "We are very lucky to have found each other, Princess." His heart is melting as she looks up at him. He helps her to her feet, he pushes her to the wall and begins kissing her mouth, and their tongues meet. With his hand around her neck and the other on her bare ass, he pulls her close. He grabs her ponytail and pulls her head back to expose her neck and he kisses and bites it softly. He feels her grind into him and hears her moan, a puff of air escaping as her breathing changes. He grabs the straps of the dress and rips them off, the dress falls to the floor, and she is nude and exposed before him. He whispers in her ear "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I am fuckin' in love with you." She bites her lip as he looks deeply into to her eyes. In his heart, he feels so much that he could almost cry. However, he needs to play it cool. She smiles and nuzzles into his neck. He picks her up in his arms, walks over to the bed, and lays her on her back and he lies next to her. He reaches behind her and unlocks the cuffs and removes her sandals. He wants to feel her near and pulls her close and tight. She kisses him on the cheek and he turns and kisses her on the mouth, his tongue exploring her mouth. He sucks her tongue into his mouth, and he bites it and squeezes her breast. She begins to grind into his leg. He pulls her by the ponytail away from his mouth and looks sternly into her eyes. "I am in charge here." He gets up and stands adjacent to the bed. "Princess, kneel on the bed facing the headboard and don't look back." She complies. With her kneeling on the bed, he retrieves something from the black bag. When he turns toward her, he catches her taking a glance back at him. "I told you not to look back." He removes his clothes and drops them to the floor. "Princess, don't turn around!" He climbs on to the bed and moves up on her. He feels the warmth of her body as he presses his cock into her ass. The scent of musk hangs in the air. He pulls her hair back and grabs her throat and whispers, "You know that I am completely in love with you." He places a blindfold on her, and he slowly adjusts her ponytail so that it hangs free. He takes her arms, bringing them together behind her back, and cuffs her wrist. "I want you to put your face on the bed and roll your hips forward." She complies. He positions himself beside her, and he parts her knees a bit and slowly slides his hand up her thigh with just the lightest touch of his finger tips, just barely touching her skin. As he reaches the top of her thigh, he lightly brushes across her lips. They feel smooth and warm to his touch. Then he slides his hand across her ass and with that, he gives her a little smack on the ass. She jumps a bit and begins to squirm. Then he smacks it again, this time a little harder. He feels her push back against his hand. Now he smacks it harder yet. "Mmm, your skin is turning such a nice shade of pink." He begins to rub her ass. He can feel that he has warmed it up a bit. "Does that make it feel better?" "Yes, Sir." He slides his hand down along her inner thigh and back up across her lips. He feels how wet she has become and he presses his palm firmly against her lips. He feels her being to squirm. She begins to moan as he feels her pushing her lips into the palm of his hand. He takes his fingers and separates her lips. He slowly begins to touch her clit. "Don't move your hips and don't cum without me telling you." He positions himself behind her, spreads her legs, and pushes the small of her back down. This causes her hips to rotate forward and expose herself wide. As he takes his cock and rubs it across her ass, he asks, "Who owns your body?" "You do, Sir." He slides his cock across her lips. "Who owns your mind?" "You do, Sir." He begins to rub her clit with the head of his cock. "Who owns your submission?" "You do, Sir." With that, he slides the head of his cock into her pussy, just the head. "Who owns your orgasm?" "You do, Sir." And he slides his cock deep into her pussy. She moans deeply. As he slides his cock into her pussy, he begins to smack her ass. He alternates between smacking and thrusting. He can tell that her orgasm is building inside her. Her breathing is changing and it getting tougher for her to hold still. "You can only cum when I give you permission." "Yes, Sir," she moans, "but it feels so wonderful." With that, he grabs her by the ponytail and pulls her upright. He reaches around, begins to squeeze her breast, and bites the back of her neck. "I want to cum!" she exclaims. "Not until I give you permission!" He continues thrusting his cock into her pussy. He grabs her neck, kisses her cheek, and says, "Do you want to cum for me?" "Yes, Sir. Pleaseee" "When I pinch your nipples you can cum. But not until then. Do you agree?" "Yes, Sir." He reaches around, rubs her breast, and pinches her nipples. He feels her begin to cum. She holds her breath and he can feel her pussy squeeze his cock. He pushes her back down on the bed and continues thrusting his cock deep into her. He feels her pussy throbbing against his cock as he thrusts. With her orgasm subsiding, he pulls his cock out and rubs it against her clit and lips. It makes her jump and squirm. He unlocks the cuffs and rolls her on her back. He kisses her lips and touches her face. He lies next her. She rolls onto her side, and he spoons her. He brushes her hair back and kisses the back of her neck. "Princess, I am very happy with you as my submissive." "I want to make you cum, Sir." "Oh, you will. Don't you worry." A Night Out The warm water spilled over my body as I slipped the soap down my chest. I let the stream from the shower head run into my face washing the hard work day away. Work was rougher than usual today. On a normal day I would rush home to the sexiest woman I knew. I would shower and we'd enjoy a nice relaxing candle lit dinner for two. Finishing the night by making long, slow love and then laying in each others arms sharing our secrets, when finally we could no longer fight sleep we'd fall to slumber. She was petite standing only about 5'2, with long flowing red hair, her smile instantly could light up my day. From the time I woke all I could do was think of her. She intoxicated my thoughts. The way my name slipped from her lips was a song of seduction. The way her lips tasted was as if honey, the sweetest of nectar, poured from her sensuous mouth, spilling out lubricating the soft flesh. She fit in my arms perfectly. I loved the way she smelled. As thoughts of her came into my head and the warm mists of water from the shower poured over me, I found my hands sliding the soap down washing my cock. My fingers wet and slippery slid easily over my balls and I gently squeezed. "Just what I need." I thought. I hurried out of the shower while wrapping the towel around my waist, I walked towards the bedroom where I could hear her moving across the room. I stepped into the room, water still dripping off my body and towel wrapped tight. I slowly neared her and wrapped my arms tight around her, kissing her neck with the softest of kisses. "Mmm" she moaned "A nice shower was it?" She asked. I pushed my groin harder into her as I asked how in the world she could tell. I teased and nibbled at her ear lobe and ran my bottom lip up her neck and gently nibbled as my mouth reached her jaw line. "Come play with me my dear." I raised my eyebrows and grinned devilishly. "I'd love to" she purred as she turned her face towards me sliding her hand onto my face as she ran her tongue across my lips. Slowly she pulled away. "...but I can't. Remember my lover? We have dinner plans tonight." she said as she pointed to an outfit of mine she had laid out on the bed "They've been planned for a few weeks now. I swear you'd forget your head if it wasn't attached." she teased. As she pulled away she let her fingers slip into the top of my towel and with the look of a mistress out on the prowl and a swift tug of her finger she undid my towel and it fell to the floor. "Perhaps if you are a good boy and act proper tonight I will reward you when we get home." Her eyes gleamed with promise of fantasies to come. She left the room and I got dressed. Not exactly thrilled at the thought of having to wait for what my groin had only moments ago throbbed for. We readied to leave and got into the car. As I pouted most of the way there, the silence in the car was near unbearable. I knew if I pouted long enough that tonight she would most definitely make it up to me. To my surprise I caught a glance of her in my eyes as I drove onward and I noticed she seemed to be glancing out the corner of her eye at me. I tried to keep driving but I noticed she was teasing me with her skirt. She had put on a long black skirt that had a split up the right thigh the way she was sitting one leg up on the side of the door I could see she had on black, satin, lace panties. Her blouse laid perfectly on her soft supple breast showing them off as if they were a sight of perfection. She teased as she let her fingers slide up the inside of her thigh looking ahead as if she wasn't even thinking about what she was doing and simply was doing it out of habit. I watched as her hand ran down her neck across her chest and she let her fingers tease over her nipples. I was finding it harder and harder to pay attention to the drive ahead of us. All I could think was how bad I'd like to pull off the road and take her right then and there. "You're driving awful slow." she stated. "Any slower and we won't make it there on time and you know I hate being late." I softly sighed and continued the drive to our destination. When we arrived I slipped around to her side of the door and opened it. She was a sight of beauty as she took my hand and let me lead her towards the door of the restaurant. We walked arm and arm together through the door. I could smell her sweet fragrance and it teased my senses. Thinking about the car ride here and how bad I had wanted her earlier made it seem as though it was going to be impossible to get through dinner. My thoughts were soon interrupted as we met up with acquaintances inside. They had a corner table waiting for us. The restaurant was dimly lit and elegance echoed off the walls. I pulled her chair out and we sat at the table with the rest of the group. I listened to them ramble on about who had better investments, who had bigger and faster toys, and who's work was taking them farther. I felt like drifting off to sleep, the present company was no where near what I had hoped for this night. She slipped her hand across my shoulder and gently rubbed my back as she smiled sweetly to me. It was as if she was reminding me of what she said earlier..."If you're a good boy and act proper..." Quickly I sat up in my seat and joined conversation. This might be boring as hell but I would be able to endure the evening, knowing that when I got home I would be greatly compensated for my time. I joined in with the meaningless conversation and even chuckled at some of the poor attempts at humor. I looked over as she went to stand. I quickly readied to leave with her. "Relax and enjoy yourself." she said "I'll be back, I just have to go freshen up real quick." Rather disappointed at being stuck there knowing that if she was going to freshen up this dinner was going to last a lot longer than I had thought. It was rather nice watching her, the way the skirt slid over her ass as she walked away. The sight was enough to make me lose interest in the present conservation, but in no time the story was repeated, as if I couldn't have gotten through life without hearing it. Finally I saw her coming. I had hoped, that when she returned she'd announce that we had a full day planned for tomorrow. Instead she smiled, pardoned herself for being gone so long, and returned to her seat. I looked at her as though to plead with her. I just wanted to go home. I couldn't understand why she'd rather stay here when we could be home letting our bodies slide against each other, colliding into one another, covering each other with kisses until we both exploded. I suddenly felt her hand slip onto my knee under the table. I looked at her and she was grinning and talking to one of the others at the table. I sat there trying to concentrate on what was being said, but I could feel her hand sliding further up the inside of my thigh. Raising my glass to my lips, I took a large sip of wine, supressing the moan that was sure to escape at any moment. I felt her fingers dance across the waist of my pants and she gently tugged at my belt until it was loose. I looked at her once again and still she wasn't even looking at me. She was good, damn good. These people had no idea as of what she was doing. I felt a cool silky material slide against me. My cock hardened at the realization that she had removed her panties in the girls room and was sliding them into my crotch between my cock and my underwear. A moan arose in my throat when I realized that even better yet they were slightly wet. That she had been sitting there anticipating the exact same thing I was. She slipped her hand back out leaving the panties to embrace my cock teasing as I shifted in my seat. I cleared my throat trying to hide what had just happened. She laid her hand on the outside of my trousers and squeezed at my cock, finally looking over and smiled at me as if to say "can you feel just how wet you make me". I groaned then and suddenly everyone asked if I was alright. I looked at her for help but she just sat there grinning. Oh yes I said, this is just some of the best salmon I've ever had. I took a hearty bite of it and groaned again and smiled saying, "Simply the best." I caught her giggling and the others laughed and said about how it was some of the best salmon they had ever tasted too. They of course seemed oblivious to what was going on. And I knew exactly why she was giggling. Of course she knew I hated fish and that if I had had it my way, it would of been a steak, but of course we just happened to come to a table where the food had already been ordered and all we had to do was arrive. She looked at me and winked, she leaned into me and whispered into my ear, "You're full of shit, you hate salmon and you're lucky these people don't know you well enough to know that." I smiled and squirmed a bit in my seat. The panties brushed across my groin and the feeling made it so that I couldn't tell if this was heaven or hell. On one hand it definitely felt good, and so very hot. On the other hand it was a little too hot. I wanted to cum right then and there. I was sure that I couldn't take anymore, I looked up from my plate and noticed they were all talking back and forth paying attention to god knew what. I leaned over as if I was going to slip the tag of her shirt in and I let my lips softly kiss the back of her neck. I kept my eyes open making sure that the others didn't notice. I knew and she knew, I knew that that spot was one that could absolutely drive her wild. She squirmed a little in her seat. I smiled and nodded my head towards the door and she smiled back. Now she was feeling exactly what I was feeling for sure. She looked at her watch and told them all that she couldn't believe the time. She hated to run out so soon, but that we had other plans that couldn't be broken, it was imperative that we take care of before the nights end. Letting us know that not only was our company enjoyed by all, but that we would be missed. I pulled my jacket from behind me and held it in front as I got up. Trying to make sure that while I shook their hands, saying my goodbyes with one hand I could keep the jacket safely covering my erection from the excitement of earlier. Finally she slipped her arm in mine and we walked out the door. We walked back to the car and I slid my hand down onto her ass as she put her purse into the car. She turned her head back to look as she slid the split of her skirt over and up behind her. Quickly glancing around the parking lot, I observes most of the restaurants patrons lost in their own conversations. I slipped my hands down and undid my belt removing her panties from inside my trousers. I slipped my hard member out of my pants and let it just rest at the top of my trousers opening. She slid her hands onto the middle console of the car and as I stood there one hand on the door another on the roof we silently moaned together as she pushed back into me and my cock slipped into her moist, tight, abyss. I could feel the wet, warmness of her stroking my shaft. I pushed my hips into her slowly as to not alert the people walking in the parking lot to what we were doing. I could feel her getting more excited as juices dripped from her and she pushed back harder with each turn. I could feel the lips of her womanhood teasing the head of my shaft. My cock ached with the need to cum. I could feel her push deeper onto me and I let my one hand slip down grabbing her waist and pulling her hard into me as I pushed my hips harder towards her. I could hear her moan and feel her tighten on my cock. I bit my lip and let go. The sound of her climax was too much to bear. I filled her with my manhood and she seemed eager to take it all. I slipped out of her and slid my cock discretely back into my pants and after I re-zipped she calmly slid into the car and sat down adjusting her skirt. I smiled at her, leaned down into the car and kissed her sweet lips and then closed the door and walked around to the drivers side. The ride home went quickly and was no where near the torture the ride there was. I enjoyed the entire ride back wondering what and how she'd reward me when we got home. A Night Out You told me to dress nice, but comfortable, and to make sure I was ready by 6 pm, at least that was what your note said when I woke up this morning. I puttered around, doing odds and ends and other chores. I decided to splurge and call the day spa by the house and they had a quick opening. I only had time for a mini facial, as I listened to quiet music while she massaged my face with 2 or 3 different types of lotions and masks. Then she put a mist spray near my face and left me alone for 10 minutes while the mask went to work. The next thing I felt her hands wiping off the mask as she took my out of my pseudo sleep. I then had them put my hair up in a clip and put some strategically placed spiral curls to frame my face. I made it home, put on my makeup and started to get dressed. First, I put on a raspberry lotion on my whole body. So of course I had to put on my raspberry silk underwear and bra, and then a pair of sheer black thigh high nylons. I got out a cotton plaid skirt, colored with browns, yellows, reds... like falling leaves. The skirt falls to just above my knees, but it has a 2 inch slit on the right side. I then put on a black angora turtle neck sweater, knowing that you can't keep your hands off of me when I wear it. I was trying to find some earrings when you got home, came up behind me and said "Wow, I almost want to cancel our reservations, but you are much to pretty to keep all to myself." I gave you a silly look, finished putting on my earrings and heels, and you helped me into my coat and then into the car. You drove us to a small little restaurant and we got settled at our table. We made small talk until they brought out wine and appetizers. Even with the food I could feel the wine going to my head a touch and could feel my cheeks blushing. Every so often, you brush your fingers over my hands, or even teasing me further I feel a hand on my knee slowly tracing little designs over it, tickling me. We ate dinner, still talking about this and that and waited for dessert, which was a chocolate mouse cake, which we split, but since they only brought one fork, you fed it to me. You ask me if I want to go out anywhere else or just home, and I suggest we go home early. As we head out to the car, you tell me to look up at the stars, and as I do you quickly pull down the top of the turtleneck exposing my neck and put your lips on it. "God, I needed to do that all night long," You said quietly. As you do that, you wrap your arm around me and pull me into you kissing along my neck and chin and up to my mouth. First tasting my lips, still sweet with the flavor of chocolate, and then slowly opening them with your tongue, probing inside my mouth. Your kisses feel so urgent against my lips, and I can feel with every touch the tingling start on my lips, working its way down making my nipples hard and then all the way down to between my legs. I said breathlessly "All this, just from a kiss. Amazing." You break away, much to my displeasure, saying "We better get home or we might never make it there at all." You help me into the car and I try to compose myself after that prelude of what was to come. The car ride home was quiet, but comfortable with our hands resting on each others thighs. Your fingers gently trace out imaginary designs on my leg. My thoughts on how you could possibly make this night any better than it was already. When we pulled into the driveway, you turn off the car, and as I was about to open the door, you stop me and tug on my arm. I turned back around to ask what was up but I was quieted with another long teasing, toe curling kiss. Slowly we make it in the house and as you take our coats, you tell me to go and lie in front of the fireplace in the living room. I hear you walking towards me and I turn to see you loosen your tie and take it off. All the while you have a little devilish grin on your face. I start to wonder what you have planned and I start to speak, but you again quickly start to kiss me hard to stop any thoughts I might have from escaping my lips. As we kiss I feel your tie slip over my head and cover my eyes. You pull away and position it carefully so I can't see anything and tie it tight, and put me in a sitting position on the floor with my legs curled under me. Relying only on sounds now, I wonder what you are up to, when I hear the sound of the fire start up and feel the heat slowly hit my face. I feel you behind me, sit down and straddle my body with your hands. The next thing I feel are your hands on each side of my neck starting to massage it and down to my shoulders. First very gently you started, now with a little more force working the kinks out. You slowly move down my back and sides sometimes with no more force than a whisper other times strong and willing my body to relax. As you reach my hips I feel your hands move under my sweater and lift it up raising my arms as you take it all off, revealing my raspberry satin bra. Still blindfolded, I flinch slightly as I feel your finger trace my bra along my back and feel it makes its way to the front, gently tracing the outline of my breasts. As you continue to tease me, a finger makes its way up to my shoulder and pushes the strap off making the bra sag and reveal more of my breasts. Then you do the same to the other side, giving me no support and making you able to clearly see each hard nipple. You tease them slowly by touching just the tip of each first with your finger, then with the tip of your tongue. You feel me jump a touch and place a hand on my back steadying me and pulling me into you closer. With that hand you unclasp and finally remove the rest of my bra, leaving me completely naked on top. You tease and taunt me, kissing, sucking and licking my entire upper half of my body, from my neck and ears down my shoulders. You kiss my back and use your tongue to tickle my spine all the way down to the top of my skirt. You move to the front again and tickle my belly button and work your way slowly up to my breasts. You kiss and tease each one and purposely avoid my nipples which are very hard by now. You see me wiggling from all the attention and place a tender kiss on my lips and then leave them looking for more. I don't feel anything for about a minute, and then I feel a light touch of your tongue on my nipple. Slowly you lick, kiss and finally suck on my aching nipples. First one side and then the other, your hands alternate with your mouth. All the while I try to keep reaching for you, because with my sight gone from the tie covering my eyes, I feel the need to touch you even more. In the end you keep placing my hands down, telling me not to move them. Now you take my hand and tell me to stand up. I can sense that you are walking around me, just looking when I feel your hand on my back, and slowly you unzip my skirt. Without any extra help it falls quietly to the floor. You help me step around it and while doing so you take my heels off as well, leaving only my undies and my nylons. It was a strange feeling, hot on one side from the fire and cool on the other. But you tell me to lie down on my stomach, and I do. I feel you start to massage my hips, legs and feet so slowly and tenderly, working away any aches and lingering stress. As your hands move down one leg and up the other you come closer to my undies and trace the edge of them with your finger and tongue like you did with my bra. You nibble on the point where my butt and the tops of my legs meet, making me giggle and squirm. You pull down the backside of my underwear so you can start to see my butt and then ask me to roll over. As you repeat the massage down one leg and up the other you remove each nylon. Again reaching the top of each leg you kiss and nibble the point where my hip meets my legs. As you do that I start to squirm again and my legs open for you. You kiss the inside of my thighs going as slow as you can bear, working your way up to my pussy. I can feel your warm breath through my undies and then I feel your tongue tracing my pussy over them as well. You finish pulling down my undies now and settle back in between my legs. Carefully you trace my pussy lips again, kissing them sucking them softly in your mouth, not being surprised as to how wet I am already. One hand wanders up to tweak and rub my nipples, the other works its way inside the folds of my wet pussy, feeling the heat. Up until this point you have been avoiding my clit, not listening to my requests to touch it. You just keep working your fingers in and out of me while sucking on my pussy lips bringing my closer and closer to orgasm. You do this for ages it seems, your tongue and fingers never tiring, just changing the tempo every so often, slow and soft then hard and fast, just to keep my guessing. I finally beg you to make me cum, that I can't handle it anymore. Without warning, you take my clit and suck it hard at the same time thrusting your fingers deep inside me. You hear me cry out with relief as you feel me clamp down around your fingers and the rest of my body releases with a long shudder. You pull your fingers out quickly, leaving me feeling abruptly empty and quickly lift up and thrust your cock in me, hard and fast, catching the tail end of my orgasm. You keep thrusting through my shudders, making them increase yet again and so soon. As I feel you thrust inside me, I bring my legs around you, pulling you deep inside me. As you bottom out, I start to cum again and start to milk your cock like I did your fingers just moments before. As you feel my pussy clamp down, you thrust one last time and cum deep inside of me, coating me completely with your cum. You fall on top of me and we lay on the floor in front of the fire for awhile until you slowly pull out of me. You finally remove the tie covering my eyes. As you look into them, you tell me how much you love me and how you had wanted to make me feel special. You grab a quick blanket from the couch and we snuggle watching the fire, quietly talking and then dozing on and off through the night. I wake up in the morning, that time where the sun is just starting to break the dark of night. We are entangled in each others arms, still lying on the floor wrapped up in blankets. The fire had died down and there is a slight chill to the air. The memory of last night comes flooding back, how you teased and tormented my body until I was weak from all the times I came. Immediately, I can feel my pussy juice start to flow again, and I realize I want you more now then before. I want to show you just how much I appreciated last nights effort that was all for me. I slip away from you, and sneak off to the bathroom, and brush my teeth and use mouth wash making my mouth extra minty. I come back and slide the blankets off of you and look at your naked body. I slide next to you and slowly trace my tongue around your nipples making them hard. I work my tongue slowly down your sleeping body to your belly button and lightly flick inside of that. I still work farther down as I start to kiss, lick and nibble on your thighs spreading your legs open. I decide against the slow approach as I decide that I just want you to wake up. So quickly I take your cock in my hands and quickly suck it into my mouth. The minty, tingly sensation from the toothpaste and wash quickly wakes you up as it sparks your whole body. I wrap my tongue around the head and suck at the tip with all my might. I take hold of your sack and start massaging them all the way from the front to the back. Quickly I take as much of you as I can into my mouth as I hear your groan loudly. Slowly, while I am still sucking I pull up away from you reaching the tip. I kiss the tip of your cock, "Good morning love, I just wanted to thank you so much for last night," and then I plunge quickly back down, making you groan even louder. I keep doing this for the next minute or so, and I can feel your hands on the back of my head urging me to go faster. Every time I plunge down your cock feels alive with from the tingly sensation of the toothpaste. I grab the base of your cock with one hand and start pumping your cock as fast as I can go. My hand and mouth meet somewhere in the middle each time. With my other hand still massaging your sack I can feel you are about ready to cum, I pull slightly on them making the urge even greater. With one last plunge I dive down taking you as far back as I can. I feel the splash of your cum hit the back of my throat and slide down to my stomach. I keep you inside of me until I suck you dry and I feel you soften again. I say good morning once again, and I am greeted with a smile and a very simple "Wow", and I know that I woke you up nicely. A Night Out It is a beautiful night, and my girlfriend and I are dressed up in sexy night club dresses, with hot knee high boots. We arrive and through the door we go. The first stop is the coat check, where we see a nice, young, hot-bodied guy. It's funny because we know he is imagining us in bed with him, so we decide to give him a little show. We start with a little kiss, and that gets a guilty smile out of him, but he thinks we are just playing around. We get a little closer, using tongues this time, and then I slide my hand up her skirt and caress her bare ass. At the same time, she brings her hand under my halter to massage my breast. We share a sexy smile as we blow him a kiss and walk away into the main floor of the club. We move across the floor, dancing with a few people as we near the bar. Good, there are two seats next to each other. We sit and order drinks, I plan to get her to do at least one shot of tequila before the night is over. Then I move in again to whisper in her ear, "I want to feel your wet pussy". She smiles, and pulls my stool closer and tells me, "I want to taste you." We share a laugh and look around to see if anyone is watching. I point behind the bar, to show her we have watchers. I order two shots of tequila. I begin by running the lime down the line of her cleavage, following it with my tongue. She reaches around, grabs my ass and pulls me closer. I reach inside her top and tweak her nipple, and then I follow with my tongue. She rubs her lime on my nipples, and she moves her tongue down between my breasts to lick them clean. We down the shots, and I pull her in to me and kiss her slowly at first while I massage her supple ass. I move my hand between her legs and begin rubbing her clit as she moves her hand down to my ass and pulls me closer. Wow, is she getting wet. I insert two fingers and begin going a little faster; she gasps. Now she is getting real wet and begins stroking my clit. We are smiling now. She begins shaking as we start to French kiss again. I turn her around and pull her onto my lap, so she is facing the bar, allowing the bartender to see us cum together. She begins grinding on my lap while I stroke her faster and continue kissing her neck. "Oh my. Here we go, oh god! We're going to cum! Oohhoohh. Wow!" The bartender smiles and says, "Wow ladies; that was the best thing I've ever seen in public. Your drinks are on me." Nice, we share a sexy look; we are having a great night out. Off we go into the night following our first show at the club; now we are looking for more places to pleasure in public. I think a movie would be fun. We arrive at the theatre still dressed in our best, and low-and-behold we are receiving looks already. We share a sneaky smile and I think, "We will have fun here." After buying our tickets, we found seats near the front where everyone could see us. We like this theatre because the seats recline. The movie starts rolling and I move close to brush my hand through her hair along the side of her face. I turn to kiss her ear and sneak a look back, where I notice two twenty-something men are watching. This brings a big smile to my face. She turns around casually, kisses me in return and uses the time to check the guys out for herself. "Wow," she whispers to me, "I am really wet; this turns me on like you would not believe." "Me too," I reply, "we'll take care of that, now won't we?" She smiles and moves her hand a little farther up my thigh to my wet throbbing pussy where she begins to sliding her long middle finger up and down on my clit. My breathing deepens as I lean back in my recliner. "Hey, hey look dude!" We can hear the guy's whispers from above. Then she inserts two of her fingers into me, stroking slowly at first then faster when I begin getting her hand even more wet. She leans into me and blows gently in my ear. I begin moving my hips now in time with each stroke of her hand. My breathing gets heavier, and she pulls out to give attention to my clit. I bring my hand up to cover my mouth, "Oh my gosh. I think I'm going to cum." She smiles again at me and holds a finger to her mouth to shush me. I can feel it now, then I cum, shuddering against her hand. She stops rubbing when I begin to coming down from my orgasm and move to kiss her again. "Now it's your turn," I whisper to her. She gets a light in her eyes, as if to say, "Bring it on." I kiss her on the neck, and move my hand under her shirt to her breasts. Her nipples are already hard, so I lick my finger and flick it around her nipples a few times. She leans back in her chair and I move my hand down to her pussy where I can feel the warmth already. Suddenly, I can hear whispers; they are closer now, so I keep my hand under her skirt and turn around. The guys have moved down a couple of rows for a better look. They smile as if to say, "Don't stop now." I look around for more voyeurs, and notice that a couple on the top row is making out and a few girls in the middle rows are watching the movie. That's when I decide to look down to the floor. Good, I think the carpet is clean. I drop to my knees and start kissing her thighs. She sighs deeply and moves her hands to massage her breasts. I move my tongue up her right thigh and slowly up to her clit. "Wow," I think she tastes so good. I hear, "Hey dude, come on lets move a little closer, I think she is eating her out!" "If she is then that was definitely worth the eight bucks!" The guys are two seats over and one row up now. Her hand moves down and pulls my hair; she is moving her hips a little now, responding as I move my tongue up and down and in and out, of her now soaking wet pussy. I can feel her throbbing now, she begins moving my head up and down, rubbing my face on her pussy. I put two fingers into her as I suck her cum into my mouth. When she orgasms, I grab her ass and pull her hard into my face. When she finishes, she pulls me up and gives me a deep kiss, then smiles to the guys behind us. "What a great movie," she says as we leave the theatre. "Yeah," I laugh as we get into the car and reflect on the great night out we just had. "Until next time," I tell her as she hops out of the car at her front door. She turns, blows me a kiss, and off into the night I go. A Night Out He sat quietly in his hotel suite, sipping a chilled glass of pinot gris and staring at the door. She was late, he thought, but he was confident she would come. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he heard her soft knock at the door. He let her in, smiling as saw how she was dressed. Her long black raincoat was buttoned to the top. He could see the dark stocking and black pumps below the hem and just knew that underneath she was dressed exactly as he had directed. Her hair was pulled back into a tight bun and her lips were painted bright red. He stood close to her, himself wearing only a silk robe. His fingers moved down the buttons of her coat, opening it and slipping it from her shoulders. As it fell to the floor, he smiled, for she was wearing only a sheer black bra, black garter belt and stockings, and nothing else. As he had requested she wore no panties. Through the thin bra he could see her nipples were hard. His eyes moved down her body, lingering at the neatly trimmed triangle of hair above her slit. He leaned close and brushed her cheek with his lips, then took her hand and led her further into the suite. When they were by the sofa, he reached into the pocket of his robe and pulled out a blindfold. He brought it over her eyes, cinching it tightly behind her head. She stood motionless, allowing him to take control. He moved slowly around her, letting his eyes feast on the beauty of her. He reached into the ice bucket, extracting an ice cube, and then moved close to her again. He brought the frozen cube against her flesh, tracing it over the top of each breast, seeing her shiver at the initial touch. He moved his hand in ever decreasing circles over one breast, watching the wetness appear on the sheer material as he pressed it to her taut nipple. As the ice melted against the heat of her body, tiny trickles of water slid down her belly toward the triangle of silky hair. His hand followed the trail downward, until he pressed the melting ice into the heat of her hot centre. He felt her muscles clench as he held it there until it was completely melted. He got another cube, repeating the process over the other breast and again sliding it downward to slip it into her hot slit. As it melted, he reached with his free hand to deftly unclasp the bra. His fingers slid up under the strap, and the flimsy garment slipped from her baring her full breasts. His fingertips left her slit, sliding up to one breast, rolling the hard tip and then exerting pressure as he pinched his fingers together. He heard a soft moan come from her lips as she felt a twinge of pain in her extended nipple. He moved behind her, pressing his body against her, his rigid shaft pushing against the crevice of her bottom, only a thin bit of silky material between them. He rubbed sensuously against her as now both hands were on her breasts, squeezing and pinching the sensitive flesh. Once again he pulled away from her, watching her, seeing how still she remained as she anticipated his next movement. He picked up a single long stemmed rose from the end table. He watched her nostrils flare as he brought it close to her face letting her smell the subtle fragrance of it. He drew the silky petals over her skin, down over her chin, across the tops of her breasts and around each nipple. Just before he placed it back on the table, he let the thorny stem scratch the soft flesh of one breast, making her shiver. Without warning his hand raised and he brought it down hard across the round curve of her bottom. He heard her gasp and saw the redness appear on her creamy skin. He moved close to her, his lips beside her ear and whispered "Get down on all fours!" A smile came to his lips as he saw how quickly she complied, positioning herself on hands and knees on the floor. He stood behind her, eyes on the beautiful roundness of her bottom. With one foot, he pushed her legs wide, her cunt and ass exposed and open. He picked up the length of rough rope that he had left coiled on the end of the sofa. He uncoiled it and took it in hand, kneeling beside her and looping it around her dangling breasts, crisscrossing it and bringing it up behind her back. He tied it tight, seeing the flesh of her breasts redden as he did. He slipped off his robe then, kneeling between her legs, his thick cock rock hard. His hand rose again, slapping down across her buttocks as without warning he thrust himself deep into her hot wet cunt, his hand gripping the rope, pulling it back as his cock sank deep. He fucked her then, hard and deep, the rough rope that bound her breasts, chafing her soft flesh with each hard thrust. He varied his rhythm, sometimes fast, then slowing, savoring the feel of her muscles clenching his flesh. Soft low whimpers came from her lips as his cock pounded into her like a piston. The sounds and scents of sex filled the air. She pushed back against his thrusts, soft cries of pleasure mixed with whimpers of pain coming from her as he used her for his gratification. His skin was flushed and his breathing quick as he felt his body nearing the point of no return. He felt her body shake beneath him and heard her cry out as her orgasm enveloped her. His cock seemed to swell inside her and his body tensed as he knew he was about to cum. He pulled out then, pushing her down onto her back. Cock in hand; he straddled her, watching his jizz spurt onto her body. Thick hot creamy cum splashed onto her big breasts, her face and into her hair. He stroked himself, milking the jizz from his loins, until, as the last of his semen oozed from his cock; he pushed it into her mouth. Greedily she suckled it, her tongue flicking like a kitten lapping up milk. He reached down, pulling the blindfold from her, their eyes locking together as their bodies calmed from the heated passions. He reached back and loosened her hair from the bun, letting it fall around her face as she continued to suck his softening shaft. She let his cock slip from her lips as his fingers found the knot and loosened the bindings from her breasts. He slid down and lay beside her, his lips finding the chafed flesh of her breasts and showering it with soft kisses. They lay there for a time, no words spoken. She stirred in his arms, rising from the floor. He watched as she put on her raincoat, picked up her bra and stuffed it into a pocket. She turned and smiled at him, and then she was gone, out his door to return to her mundane suburban life. A Night Out One night I was out on the town. I headed out on my own as all my mates where shacked up with their girlfriends. It used to agitate me that my mates never came out anymore. It didn't take me long to get used to it. I'm an attractive guy in general, a little on the shy side but still did alright for myself. This night i decided to throw myself out of my comfort zone and head to a different club than my usual dives. I didn't particularly feel like running into one of my 'regulars' tonight so i headed a couple suburbs over. As I entered this new place I was happy to note that the place was pumping. Good local band playing and plenty of young hot girls around to increase the aesthetic's of the place. I headed straight to the bar to get myself a scotch. After a few I decided to get up and dance. It always takes me a couple of drinks to get up on the floor as I'm not that good at it. I was rewarded very quickly for my bravery however, because it was not long before these to short, hot, gorgeous brunettes decided to share my dance space with me. They where both about 5'5 or so. one was quite petite and the other carrying a little bit of weight which suited her and made her look quite curvaceous. I asked their names over the bands noise and discovered the petite girl's name to be Alisha and the curvy girl was Sarah. Alisha's firm little ass was grinding against my crotch as she ran her finger through her hair while Sarah was behind me rubbing her chest against my back and running her hands all over Alisha and my bodies. Basically I was in heaven. Alisha turned and indicated that she needed a drink. She grabbed me by the hand and led me to the bar. Sarah was in tow as we made our way through the crowd. Most of the guys glared at me, jealous of the position I was in. What can I say? every dog has his day! Alisha ordered a bottle of scotch which we took to one of the few vacant sitting areas around the room. Both the girls seemed like top chicks, funny, cute and hot as. My favourite combination. Although my opinion may have been biased due to the thoughts of me fucking them both at the same time. They where room mates too, both going to uni. Alisha was studying nursing and Sarah accounting. I pretended to be interested and they humoured me by listening to my life story but we all knew where this was heading and I think they where as antsy as I was to get this little show on the road. Sarah suggested that we should finish the bottle back at their place where it was easier to talk. I needed no more coaxing than that and we where quickly on our way. The girls flat was a two bedroom affair. Simple but nice with that touch only girls can do to a home. We chatted for a very short period of time before the two girls wanted to 'show me something'. They ran into their respective rooms and after a short delay they appeared. Alisha came out first and she was dressed in a school girls outfit. A short plaid skirt. A white shirt tied up at the front exposing her firm, tanned midriff, and pigtails dangling from each side of her head. she was even sucking on a lollypop. It was such a cliche outfit and i used to scoff at guys that were turned on by it but now, seeing it in the flesh, I had to admit it was sensational. Then another cliche walked out the other bedroom door. Sarah was dressed in a cute little maids outfit that complimented her curves and displayed an excellent show of her cleavage. My cock was instantly hard. "What do you think?" Sarah asked me. "I feel like i'm in a porno or something. There's no camera's around the place is there?" was my reply. The girls giggled as they walked over to me. sitting each side Alisha purred "guess you're just going to have to risk it." and they both placed their hands on my crotch and started to rub. The girls expertly had my pants down on the floor with minimal fuss and where stroking my cock. They where good. Really good. We took it in turns kissing each other. Then Sarah leant down and slowly slid her delicate lips over the head of my cock. I could feel her mouth gliding down my cock, nearly making it to the base. Slowly she went so that i could feel every inch of it slide into her sexy little mouth. As she slowly bought her head back up my cock she sucked hard. She moved her tongue around as she went. She picked up the pace until i was literally face fucking her. It was by far the best head i ever had. "I want a go!" Alisha complained. She looked at me and pouted. "It's ok" Sarah replied. There is plenty of cock to go around for both of us." They both giggled and Alisha was quick to latch on to mine. She was also a skilled cock sucker. Using her hands as well as her tongue She seemed to stimulate every sensitive part of my dick as she bobbed her head up and down. They swapped a few times over the next fifteen minutes or so. I made myself comfortable and enjoyed the pleasure these two sexy girls where giving me. While Sarah was still sucking my cock Alisha whispered into my ear, "How would you like to fuck Sarah? She really likes to be screwed. She's a real little slut" I couldn't believe my ears. Now they where talking dirty to me! All i could do was nod my head enthusiastically. I was shocked. It was like every fantasy I'd ever had come true! Sarah stopped sucking my cock looked up at me with her pretty eyes. Her mouth only an inch away from my cock which she was so expertly cuking only moments ago. "There is a catch though" I asked her what it was. She flicked her tongue out and licked the tip of my cock. It twitched involuntarily wishing to go back in that skillfull mouth. "You have to fuck me in the ass cos that's the only way I can get off." "Anything to make you happy after the way you two just spoiled me." "Remember you said that!" Alisha whispered and then gave me a wink. They both got off the couch and asked me to slouch down a bit so my ass was closer to the edge. I quickly obliged. Sarah faced away from me and positioned herself over my throbbing cock which was well lubricated from the attention it received earlier. Alisha held my cock upright and pointed it towards Sarah's sexy round ass. Sarah guided her self slowly to the tip of my dick, hovered there a moment and then started to push down. Her tight little ass was reluctant to let me in at first but after a little forceful persuasion from Alisha the tip of my cock slipped in. It felt amazing. It was just over the head of my dick and it gripped onto me with a firm yet sensual hold. Slowly Sarah slid down my shaft and the sensation of her tight little hole eating up my manhood inch by inch was incredible. To top it of Sarah made this sexy little whimper as she impaled herself on my cock. Her ass came to rest on my hips so she started to rotate hers as she got used to me inside her. The head of my cock was being moved around and was sliding in a circular motion inside her. It was one of the best feelings I'd ever had in my life. All this time Alisha was kneeling in front of Sarah and as I couldn't see her I assumed she was going down on Sarah. The thought was more than a little tantalizing. Sarah was soon accustomed to having me in her ass as she slowly started to ride me. She quickly got a good rhythm up and was bouncing up and down. On every down stroke she would thrust her hips forward. It was incredible. This circular movement she had going stimulated every part of my cock. It was luck I was fairly drunk or I would have cum there and then. Sarah was making little whimpers and moans as i fucked her little pipe. She leaned back and rested her head next to mine so I could hear every little sound as she rode me. I reached up and grabbed her amazing tits and i started massaging them. "Harder" she instructed. I wasn't sure if she meant grab her tits harder or fuck her faster so I did both. It was the right thing to do, She started saying "oh god, oh fuck me yes." over and over. I shut my eyes and enjoyed the ride. It was then that i felt something moist at the tip of my anus. I figured it to be Alisha giving me a rim job. I was so caught up in it all i didn't bother protesting this was the best night i'd ever had. Then it happened. Something forced its way past my sphincter and buried itself deep in my ass. My eyes flew open and through Sarah's hair I could see Alisha kneeling in front of us. A cheeky little smile on her face while she started to fuck my ass! In a fucking school girl uniform no less. I was being fucked by what looked like a young school girl! I quickly realised that Alisha was hiding a little surprise all along and that Sarah was probably the same. I wasn't appalled by the idea of a transexual. I knew they existed, but I was never turned on by the thought of one either. I started to struggle but the two girls continued on their merry way. I was stuck. My cock up a tranny's ass while a little school girl fucked me. My brain was telling me i had to do something. What could i do? I couldn't move. My cock was still in Sarah's tight little ass, and Alisha was fucking me like I was some whore. After the realisation dawned on me that there was no getting out of this my brain started to register the senses in my body again. Regardless of what I thought, it felt good. Alisha's dick sliding in and out of my ass rapidly fucking me and hitting my prostate. And my cock in Sarah as she started bouncing up and down on me with greater fervor. She was obviously turned on by the idea of me being screwed. I was enjoying the way Alisha's school girl cock felt as it filled me up and I started to miss it every time it slid out. But within seconds, and to my relief, it always rammed itself back inside me. fulfilling an unknown desire. I must have started looking like i enjoyed it because Alisha said to me, "you like this don't you you little slut? You love me fucking your ass cos your a little bitch. Your my little bitch now." and she fucked me harder. I didn't bother replying I just shut my eyes again and lost myself in the moment. That's when Sarah decided to announce that she was going to cum soon. Her ass had started clenching down on my cock. It was an even better sensation than before. It was tighter and now I had Alisha's cock fucking me with no regard and I loved it. Sarah screamed out as she came and her cum pulsed out her cock all over Alisha's uniform. The contractions of her ass and the absolute pounding Alisha was giving me became too much and I shot my first jet of cum up Sarah's ass. This in turn made my sphincter clench even tighter onto Alisha increasing the pleasure her cock was giving me. Half way through my orgasm Alisha started to cum and I could feel the hot streams of her juices shooting up my ass. This prolonged my orgasm and I felt like my cock was going to explode as jet after jet of cum spewed into Sarah's tight little pipe. Alisha fucked me mercilessly as she released herself fully. We all released one just after the other in a pile of skin, cock and cum. It was a daze for a few minutes after that and all three of us just lay there. I decided then that I had to get these girls phone numbers. A Night Out I arrive at your office just as you're getting ready to shut down your computer and call it a day. You notice that I'm carrying one of your suits and your dress shoes. Then you look at me. I'm dressed in a simple, but elegant dark red dress with strappy high heels and jewelry. "You need to change," I tell you. "But where are we going," you ask. "That's a surprise," I reply. "I'll drive," I say after you've changed your clothes and combed your hair. We walk hand in hand to where I'm parked and you kiss me as you open my door. "I Love You Darling," I murmur against your lips. Our ride passes quickly as you fill me in on your day. Your hand keeps reaching for my thigh as you notice that I have on stockings instead of pantyhose. We arrive at a nice restaurant and the valet smiles broadly as we get out of the car, "Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Davis. It's always a pleasure to see you." You wonder if he knows what secrets I'm keeping. You pull me into the curve of your arm and possessively place your hand on my hip as we're ushered to our table. Our waitress smiles in recognition, this is our favorite place to go for a nice evening out. "Mr. and Mrs. Davis, welcome back. Mrs. Davis, everything is as you requested. Now sit back and I'll bring your your first course." Our conversation barely stops as she brings drinks, salad, and bread. "You're not going to tell me what this is about?," you ask. My eyes sparkle as I look into yours, "You're just going to have to wait." Dinner is perfect and progresses in a leisurely fashion. You reach for my hand across the table and I smile, "Darling, this is just the beginning of our evening." The car is waiting as we reach the door. Next we drive across town to an out of the way club. You remark at the darkness as we enter, but soon your eyes adjust and you can see a hand full of couples dancing to soft, slow music. I reach back to take your hand and pull you to the center of the dance floor. I reach up to kiss you and wrap my hands around your neck as my hips slide into position in front of your pelvis. We begin swaying to the beat, looking into each others eyes, a smile on our faces as the other couples disappear from our radar leaving us feeling that the club is our own private space. The music ends and we move to a table. A waiter comes to take our drink order and smiles as he notices that your hand is on my thigh and the band of my stocking is visible. A few more dances and we're ready to leave. "Take me home Darling and let me make love to you all night," I whisper into your ear. The drive home is uneventful and you're hard thinking of what's in store. As soon as the door closes behind us, I pull you to me. "You're the love of my life David, and tonight is just my way of showing you how wonderful you are." You scoop me into your arms and kiss me passionately, first my mouth, then my neck, then my cleavage. "Race you to the bed," I say "Last one on has to submit to the others wish". You purposely drag your feet so that I have to choose. "OK, funny man, it's my wish that you slowly remove your clothes and let me watch you strip for me." I lean back against the pillows and watch you remove each piece of clothing slowly and deliberately, smiling into my eyes as you do. By the time you're down to underwear, your cock is standing at attention. I remove my dress and you notice my lacey bra and panties, the garter, and my stockings. Your cock responds by pulling away from your body as if drawn magnetically to me. "mmmmmmm, now let me taste you." You step closer to the bed and I lie down to face your cock. I lick the precum from the tip as reach under to gently stroke your balls. As I take the head into my mouth, you reach down and push the elastic band of my panties aside so that you can finger my clit. "Baby, I want you so bad. I never get enough of you," I say, garbled because your cock is filling my mouth. My back arches and I press against your hand. You can feel how slick my pussy is, even though you're still only stroking my clit. You slide one finger inside my wet pussy as I suck your cock deeper to the back of my throat. You lean down to lick my clit as you place two fingers inside of me. Now, I'm bucking wildly against your face and fingers, unfortunately forgetting your cock. "Please, oh please, Darling, let me cum in your mouth," I beg. Your tongue circles my clit and you increase the pressure of your suction. My words are unintelligible and you feel your fingers overflow with my cum. After my breathing returns to normal, I pull you onto the bed with me. I kiss your lips, tasting my own cum and the perfume I'm wearing. "Now, it's your turn," I say as I push you back onto the pillows. Your cock is enveloped in the hotness of my wet pussy as I position you inside of me. I stretch out along the length of your body. My head on your shoulder, my breasts rubbing against your chest, our thighs parallel and our legs wrapped together. I turn my head so that I can kiss you. Small movements of my hips along with the contractions of my pussy, pull against you. Our orgasm builds as we feel the connection of our bodies. Our kiss deepens as we ride the wave of our orgasm. My thought is of how amazing it is to love you. I start to pull away and you place your hands on my hips to hold me against you. You reach up and gently push my head back to your shoulder. "Shhhhhh, just stay right here, Darling," you whisper. "David, I Love You more each day. You've filled my life with a joy I didn't think I'd ever experience." We drift to sleep still lying tangled together. Our bodies one. Our hearts and soul forever locked together. A Night Out Sarah stepped out of the bathroom, straightening her black skirt, and light cashmere sweater. Kevin watched her move across the room, admiring her legs. She was very proud that she had regained her figure from her early twenties, and enjoyed showing it off. "So what time are we meeting them?" Kevin asked. "Ann said they'd pick us up around 6:30, the movie is at 8:30, so we should have plenty of time to eat." "Ok, are we going to Tommie's again?" "Probably, Jim like's it", Sarah said with a chuckle. "Hey, that gives us a couple minutes. I can think of something to do," Kevin said, as he slid up behind his wife, and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I just got dressed, and we have like 10 minutes. I don't know about you, but I need a little more time than that." "Well, then we can get you started for later." They both laughed as he pulled Sarah down onto their bed. She rolled over, and they kissed passionately. Kevin's hands moved down his wife's back squeezed her firm buttock. Sarah smiled, "I hope those hands are going to do more there later." "Hmm, they could do more now" he said while patting her lightly. "So what are you waiting for?" Kevin gave his wife a sharp spank on her right cheek. Sarah let out a sigh of pleasure. He gave her another on the other side, "yesss," she whispered. Kevin spanked his wife, until she started moving her hips back against the slaps, while grinding into him. "Better be careful, or there will be more of this later," he threatened. "There better be," she said as she sat up, "can you give me more now?" "They'll be here any minute." "I want you to...hard" "Really?" "I want it to sting. I want to feel it when we're out with them," she said as he looked at her puzzled. "Please? I want to feel it" Kevin sat up, moving her to the side, "if you want it?" He pulled her down across his lap, and rubbed her ass. "Please," was the last thing she said before Kevin raised his hand. He hesitated for a second then his hand fell onto Sarah's ass, "Crack!" Over and over his hand slapped down over the cotton skirt. Sarah's cheeks bounced and jiggled with each spank. Her back arched, she gripped the covers tight, and bit her lip. Kevin usually didn't spank this hard or fast, but he wanted to build the sting quickly. And, her moans urged him on. He knew her ass was turning pink, but it wouldn't last for more than a few minutes if he stopped. "How long do you want it to last?" "Don't stop, I want to feel it for a long time," she gasped Kevin continued the spanking, making it faster. Sarah's head dropped as the pain increased. She bobbed her head with each strike, and tried to keep her legs still. Her gentle moans of pleasure were replaced by "ouches" and squeals. Sarah was about to ask him to stop, when he rested his hand on her, and began rubbing. "Like that?" he asked. "Oh, yes", she answered. She stood; both of her hands went right to buttocks, rubbing hard. "Ding Dong!" the doorbell chimed, "I'll get it," Kevin said as he ran, "take your time." Sarah walked slowly around the room, still rubbing. The pain went beyond the sting she had always felt before. Her ass throbbed, and felt tight. The rubbing didn't lessen the pain, but instead made it feel deeper, warmer, and much better. She turned her back to the full length mirror on the closet door, and lifted her skirt. Her full black panties covered her bottom. She pulled them up to expose her cheeks, bright red, with white spots that faded quickly where ever she touched them. After straightening her panties, her right hand moved around to the front and felt the wetness that showed just how excited she was. Sarah walked downstairs as Kevin was saying, "Here she comes. We'll be right out." Jim closed the door and pulled their coats off the back, "How are you doing?" "I want you right now", she said still rubbing. Kevin grinned, "We could say you're sick?" Sarah laughed, "No, let's go, there will be plenty of time later," Kevin couldn't resist and gave her a swat on the way out the door. It took her breath away. She climbed into the back seat. The cold leather intensified the heat in her cheeks, making her wriggle the whole 10 minute drive to the restaurant. Kevin couldn't keep from smiling while he covered her part of the conversation. 30 minutes later the two couples were enjoying their meals and good conversation. The unpadded seats increased the sting that Sarah still felt, and she was still as aroused as when they left the house. While Kevin and Jim discussed the week's fantasy football news, Ann turned to Sarah and quietly asked, "Are you ok tonight?" "Yes, I'm fine," Sarah replied. "You seem, distracted, or something, just checking." Sarah blushes and glanced down, "I'm fine, really. How's that book you started reading?" The conversation continued throughout dinner. Sarah could tell that Ann noticed her fidgeting, and every time she made eye contact with Kevin, she started to smile, and squeezed his hand under the table. As the dishes were being cleared, Ann whispered, "Ok, last time, nothing's wrong? You're not pregnant or something?" Sarah laughed and stood up from the table, looking toward the restroom, "Excuse me." Ann went with her. When they returned, Ann was now blushing, and tried not to look at Kevin. Kevin noticed Sarah's wiggle as she sat down. Sarah looked into his eyes, glanced down to her lap, then back. She slowly reached out her hand, below the table. Leaning forward she asked, "So what's the damage?" As she stood, she slid her hand up Kevin's thigh. When she reached the spot that would excite him the most, she opened her hand. Kevin was trying not to watch, but she moved her hand away and sat down. "We got it," Jim said, "You two can cover the tickets." Kevin looked down at his lap, disappointed, but there he saw a bunched up black cloth. As soon as he touched it, he knew what it was, and with wide eyes he stared at Sarah. The couples got up from the table, and Kevin slipped Sarah's panties into his pocket. Kevin made the walk across the parking lot, more interesting for Sarah, by pinching her ass whenever they were between cars. Sarah rewarded him with a quick flash of her bra, just as Jim and Ann turned the corner to the front of the theater. Kevin bought the tickets, and after the couples had purchased sodas and popcorn, their movie was just starting The couples took their seats. Jill sat next to Ann, and curled up close to her husband's arm, in easy reach of the popcorn bag on his lap. At the peak of the 20th Century Fox fanfare, Jill whispered into Kevin's ear, "I want you right now," as she reached for the popcorn, burying her hand deep, so she could rub the bag against him. She did this several times during the start of the movie, drawing several "shushes" from people around her. Ann leaned over, "ok you; there's nothing left in the bag." "I like the kernels?" Jill replied. Kevin did not mind at all, and whispered to Jill, "Don't listen to them." During the final climatic scene, Sarah skipped the empty popcorn and reached down to see how excited she had kept her husband. Sarah was very proud with what she found, and it made her want to get home even faster. On the walk back to the car, Jim asked, "So, do you guys want to go out for coffee or a drink?" Both of them answered with a simultaneous, "No." Then Jill added, "We need to get up early tomorrow, so we need to get home" Ann helped their case, "Yeah, I'm tired too. Let's get these two home and call it a night." The lovers practically dashed into the house. As soon as Kevin had closed the door, he turned around and embraced his wife. Their tongues danced as they pulled off each others coats, and let them fall to the floor. Kevin moved his right hand slowly up Sarah's body, finally cupping her breast; his left hand caressed her buttocks, searching for the panty line he knew was not their. Sarah had both of hers hands on the back of her husband's neck, her fingers tangled his hair. "Let's go up stairs," Sarah said, while catching a breath. They ran up the stairs and into the bedroom. Sarah sat on the edge of the bed, taking Kevin's hips when he came near. She unbuckled his belt, opened his pants, and pulled them roughly to his knees, taking his boxers with them. Kevin's erection stood straight out, in perfect position for Sarah to take him in her mouth. Sarah continued to suck while his hips thrust back and forth. His hands rubbed her head, neck, back and shoulders. Sarah knew her husband well and stopped before he got to close, so the evening could go on. Kevin reached down and pulled Sarah's sweater over her head. He removed the rest of his clothes, while Sarah removed her bra, and slid back on the bed. She's laid on her back reaching her hands up to the headboard. Kevin moved on top of her. Each of his hands took one of her breasts, and he gently squeezed her nipples. He rolled them between his fingers making them hard. Sarah arched her backed and moaned. She brought her hands down, and began to reach for the zipper on the side of her skirt, "No, leave it on," Kevin said. He moved down her body, kissing every spat as he went: her chest, each breast, her ribs, flat stomach, the top of each thigh. Sarah's legs parted and as she brought up her knees, Kevin found his way to her mound. After a kiss, and long lick, he entered her with his tongue. Kevin kept his hands on Sarah's breasts, playing with her nipples more roughly than before. He licked, and sucked, and he tasted her getting more and more excited. "Oh, yes," yes she moaned, and he went faster. "Mmm, more," she pleaded and he was happy to oblige. "Take me know," she demanded, "I want you inside me." Sarah moved out from under him. Kevin took her place, lying on his back as his wife straddled him. "This is just going to be in the way now," she said, pulling off the skirt and throwing it across the room. Sarah positioned herself over her husband's cock. She hesitated, the tip, just touching her lips. She rubbed him over her, coving the head with her wetness. Kevin was thrashing his head, a gripping the bed posts, trying to endure his wife's teasing. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore; he quickly grabbed Sarah's hips, and pulled her down. She resisted. "Please," he asked. Sarah laughed. Kevin smacked her right cheek with his palm, "Yes," she collapsed on him, taking him all in her. Sarah rode her husband, lifting herself and letting her full weight bring her back down, and bring him deeper and deeper inside her. Kevin continued to spank her, knowing that's what she wanted to keep going. Soon he could not hold anymore. He grabbed her hips again, Thrust himself up into her, and arched his back. Sarah stopped her bouncing, and moved her hands to her breasts and fondled herself as he exploded inside her. She shuddered slightly as he finished, letting Kevin know that she had had just as pleasurable an experience. The two fell asleep naked in each other's arms. Their evening of teasing and arousal finished...until next time. A Night Out I have been a long time fan of Literotica but have never considered writing anything myself. This is my first story of any kind anywhere. I did not have anyone proof read it so sorry for any errors there may be. I was at the bar one Friday night after a long, long week at work. It was one of these weeks where at the end you tell yourself you need a drink. I was still new to this town and haven't been out that much so I went to a bar near where I live in case I decided to drink myself into a stupor. I got there about 7 and went right up to the bar to order my drink. Once I got my drink I took the bar in. It was more of a club then a bar, the type that late at night would be filled with drunken idiots dancing and grinding on the dance floor. The place was only a third full but surprisingly there were more than a few good looking women. A group of women caught my eye and I kept stealing glances while I sipped my beer. Now I'm not a bad looking guy but no where near confident enough to go up to and start a conversation with a group of good looking women. There was a girl though who kept stealing glances at me and we both caught each other's eye more than once. She was a petite, exotic looking brunette, with brown eyes and dark skin. She looked like she was Asian or maybe Middle Eastern and she was just my type. This went on for about a half hour. There was a little giggling and looking in my direction when one of the ladies in the group came over to where I was sitting. She ordered another round for her table and then smiled at me. "My friend thinks you're hot" she said. I asked her which friend and she told me the girl I was playing eye tag with. I just wanted to tell you because she is the quiet type and it's not very often she tells us she likes a guy. I decided to take a chance and followed her to their table. Introductions were made but the only name I remembered was hers, Neerja. She was shy at first as her friends talked and talked. They asked me about what I did and where I worked and gave me the standard replies. Neerja just sat there quietly and listened. I smiled and looked at her as I talked to show her that she was the one I was interested in and the reason I was there. They finally started to get the picture and I was able to steal her away from the group by asking her if I could buy her a drink. She quickly agreed and we moved to a small quiet table in the back. We hit it off right away; she could be more herself away from the group and less one of the girls. She told me she was from India but moved to the United States when she was five. Her mother was from Thailand and her father was from Budapest. I loved the way she talked, she smiled as she spoke and I was totally smitten with her. We talked all night and I would have loved to take her home but I figured she was the shy one so I asked her for her number so I could call her sometime to go out. She said how about right now. "I'm having a great time and I don't want the night to end" she said. It was still early so I suggested we have a night cap at my place since I lived nearby. She quickly agreed and told her friends she was leaving and we were off. Her friends were giving me the thumbs up as we headed for the door. We made small talk on the way to my place and when we got there she surprised me by nearly jumping into my arms and shoving her tongue down my throat. We were going at it pretty good when she suddenly stopped and backed away from me. She stared saying sorry, sorry, sorry, I don't know what came over me. I told her not to worry, I had the same idea in my head but I didn't want to move to fast. We both got a good laugh out of that and then I leaned in to kiss her again but she pulled away. I have to tell you something. I stared to think that this girl might be a virgin or something like that but what she told me was much more revealing. I'm not who you think I am. I'm not the type of girl who just goes home with any old guy. To tell you the truth I haven't been with a guy in a very, very long time. It's not because I don't want to its just hard for me. She looked me right in the eye and told me "I'm not like other girls, I'm different". I wanted to tell you before we went any further. In my mind I'm all woman but I was born with a "male" part. I knew right away that I was looking at a shemale. Now I've never been with a shemale nor do I consider myself gay but I couldn't believe I was looking at a guy. This was a woman, she was petite but had curves, and she was stunning and feminine. She was one of the best looking women I've ever seen. I was curious so I asked her if she was comfortable with me asking some questions. She smiled and said okay, what do you want to know. First I asked how long she had lived as a woman, she told me as long as she could remember. She was born with a penis but looked so feminine that as she started to grow she was dressed as a girl. Then I asked her about her sexual past and she said she had been with only a few guys and a couple girls who were curious about a girl with a real dick and not some strap on. She said she started telling the guys about her part after a real bad experience with some macho dick head who started feeling her up and found her surprise. She told me he kicked the shit out of her and left her in the middle of nowhere with ripped and torn clothes. I still could not believe that I was looking at a real life shemale so I asked her if she was comfortable showing me her dick. She smiled as said okay but that I had to show her mine too. "Turn about if fair play" she said. I agreed but suggested she go first. She nervously started to strip off her clothes while keeping an eye on me to gauge my reaction. She had really nice tits not to small but not very big either. Just the kind you would usually see on a small petite girl. Her body was fabulous but what I wanted to see was what was under her skirt. She asked me to unzip her and I found that I was getting really turned on. I was starting to get hard as I unzipped her skirt watching her wiggle her hips to get out of her skirt. She had an amazing ass but she kept her back to me and wearing just her thong. "Your turn" she said looking over her shoulder. I wasn't about to stop her know so I quickly shed my clothes until I was wearing just my boxers but I wasn't hiding the fact that I had a massive hard on. She turned and faced me and said "okay at the same time?" I nodded my head and we both lowered our underwear. She had a small dick but it looked, I don't know; cute? She looked at my hard on and licked her lips. "Would you mind if I touched your dick" she said. Now I was really turned on and all I could do was nod my head. She stepped closer and tentatively touched my dick. She started slowly stroking my dick at first. It felt really good and I found my self wishing she would suck it for me. I was nervous about having a shemale suck my cock but I didn't really think of her that way. She was a hot, sexy, desirable woman who happened to have a dick. She started stroking faster but then she abruptly stopped. She looked up at me and said "What are you thinking?" "Do you want to keep going?" I told her the truth, I was nervous but I know that I didn't want to stop. She smiled and said that she was glad I was honest with her. I told her lets keep going and she where it leads, we can always stop if either of us gets uncomfortable. As soon as I said it I knew I was in for a wild night. She knelt down and started stoking me again, I was very turned on at this point and close to cuming so I pulled her up to me and kissed her hard. She returned the kiss with as much passion and we made the way clumsily into the bedroom. As we hit the bed we continued our make out session when I first felt her dick hit my leg. I wanted to get a closer look at it but before I could she slid down my body and smiled as she lowered her mouth on my hard cock. She was fantastic, she worked her mouth up and down my dick as massaged my balls with one of her hands. She would bring me to the boiling point and then back off again. I was in heaven getting the best blow job of my life when I felt her fingers start massaging my asshole. I couldn't hold it in any longer and I emptied my balls into her mouth. She didn't back off rather lowered her mouth down to my pubic hairs and swallowed my entire load. After word as I was basking in the afterglow of a fantastic nut I got nervous again. Was she expecting the same in return? She climbed up the bed and cuddled up next to me. I looked into her eyes and took in her beautiful face once again. She was stunning; I knew I wanted to explore this further. I opened my mouth to talk and she stopped me by putting her finger on my lips. "Let's just rest for a while." "You've been through a lot tonight and I really like you. I don't want to ruin what we have by you doing anything you might regret later." It was like she read my mind. Then she curled up closer to me and we snuggled together until we fell asleep. I wasn't sure where this was going but I was excited to find out. When I woke up in the morning Neerja was gone but there was a letter on the pillow next to me with her name and number. It said that she had a great time last night and really hoped I would call her soon but, if I had second thoughts she would understand. I knew I would call her again because I really liked her, dick or not. A Night Out I felt the fat head of his cock as it slid up my asscrack and stopped at my hole. His bright eyes looked down to mine as he lifted my legs higher, with a slight press of his hips his cock slid in my now open asshole and he grinned down to me, "Now it's your turn." I felt his cock slid deeper and I gasped and moaned deeply as I reached down to my hard, rigid cock. His hand stopped me, I opened my eyes and looked at him, he shook his head slowly. "No baby, Not tonight, no touching! Tonight I'm gonna fuck the cum right out of you." We had gone out for a bite to eat and some coffee, and I admit I teased him a lot. I was horny and wanted to have a good fuck tonight so I was doing a lot of brushing up and sly cock grabs all night. When we got home we had barely gotten in the door when he grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall kissing me deeply. His tongue probing deep and his hand unbuckling my belt and opening my jeans to grasp my cock. It hardened in his hand as he tugged roughly at it. Pulling me close his lips nipped at my ear as he whispered, "Suck my cock." and he pushed my shoulders down. I fell to my knees and opened his pants, my own still tangled around my ankles. His hand on the back of my head as he pulled it to his hard cock, I opened my mouth and sucked him deep. my tongue caressing and lapping at the hot flesh. My cheeks hollowed as I sucked hard on him. Reaching around I grasped the cheeks of his ass and pulled hard, kneading them as sucked his cock. He moaned as the head banged the back of my throat, holding my head in his hands as his hips involuntarily thrust his cock as deep as he could. Licking his cock my lips moved to his balls and sucked one into my mouth. My tongue caressed it and rolled it within my wet, hot mouth. I don't know how long it was, twenty minutes or so I sucked his cock and balls. finally he pulls me up and kisses me deeply. Nearly dragging me over to the couch, my pants till down around my ankles. he pushes me over the arm of the couch, ass up in the air. I felt a lubed finger press into my ass. I felt his hard cock as it pressed into the cheek of my ass as he leaned over and breathed into my ear. "Now who's the tease baby." A second finger went deep into my ass. "I'm just gonna take what I want now." And a third finger stretched my hole open even more. "And I want to fuck you!" He licked my ear. "Yeah baby, I'm gonna fuck you in your asshole." The finger left my ass and I felt so empty. That didn't last long as the fat head of his cock pressed into my ass, with steady pressure the head entered me. I gasped and he stopped for a moment and leaned over my back. I felt the curly hair of his chest on my back, it seemed slick with sweat and hot, his hand gripped my hips and he whispered those words he always seems to whisper to me, and it turns me on to no end. "Come on baby, give up that ass to me, give me your ass." And with that my whole lower body seemed to just melt and relax, "ahhhh yeah baby, that's it." He moaned as his hand gripped my hips and the fat shaft of his cock sank into my ass deep. He held still for a moment, savoring the feeling of my slick ass around him. Then he began thrusting. Not little bunny thrusts where his hips move and bang my cheeks, no, he started long, deep, hard, full body thrusts. He clearly wanted to cum and didn't give a shit about me this time. His finger digging into my hips as he pulled me back into his thrusts. I was grunting with the force of the fucks, my ass spasming around the fat cock, my own cock pressed back on the arm of the sofa and dripping precum like a water faucet. I grunted and gasped with each driving thrust of that fat cock. "Fuck me baby, yeah baby fuck me deep." My gasps came ragged as I lifted my head. Oh sweet jesus, the fucking drapes were open and we were in full view of the front yard. I hope to christ no one walks by and looks in. there was pretty much no explanation possible for being bent over the arm of the sofa while a fat cock fills your asshole. fuck it, I closed my eyes and rode the feeling for all they were worth. I pushed my ass back on him to drive it deep into me. I felt his thrusts get shorter and harder. He was gasping now in the familiar way, his breath shorter and hard. three hard short thrusts deep in my as and he grunted hard" I'm cumming baby, I'm cumming, here it is!" His hips then flattened against me as his finger dug deep and hard into my hips and pulled me hard into him. I felt the pulsing and swelling of his cock in my ass as he held me tight to him. He grunted with each pulse of his cock. "Take it baby, take it deep, yeah." I gasped as I felt his cock spurt deep in me, filling my ass with his seed. Moaning, with not a little frustration of my own, we slowly came back to earth, Pulling his still hard cock from my ass I felt the cum dribble out and flow down my leg, stepping between my legs he push me back and my pants stayed as I fell on my back on the sofa, lifting my legs to his shoulders and we are where I started this tale. His cock was deep in my ass now and I was fully open as he drove it hard and deep. My eyes rolled back in my head and I gasped and grunted with each hard thrust. "yeah baby, fuck me! fuck me hard baby, make me cum baby, make me cum, fuck me!" I reached around to pull his ass to me, wanting that fat cock deep in my ass. I wanted to feel that hot, hard cock driving in me deep as possible. I grunted with each deep thrust of that cock. "it's coming baby, almost, don't stop, keep fucking me, harder baby, fuck me harder!" He told me later that was what i was gasping out. I don't really remember. I do remember what happened next. I pulled his head down to my lips and I kissed him deep, our tongues dueling as his hips slammed in me, my ass spasming around his cock. My eyes rolled back and I saw stars, my whole body went stiff and then I felt the explosion of pleasure in my belly, my legs went wider to open more to him. My mouth opened in a soundless scream of pleasure, I saw my cock lying on my belly, not really rock hard, but hard and then, it seemed my whole asshole opened up. I looked up at Mark and he smiled as he felt my ass open wider to him. he made some hard deep thrusts. I gasped as I sucked in some air. "now baby, deep, please, deep in my ..." And with that he drove deep as he cold and held his cock in me, my ass pulsed around him. my cock twitched and didn't so much spurt as just open and the cum poured out. I locked my ankles around Marks waist and pulled him as close as I could. feeling him fill me. My ass twitched and pulsed around him as my cock poured cum out. I pulled his head to me and kissed him deeply as my orgasm filled me. Slowly we returned to earth, my legs fell from his hips and landed on the sofa. I kissed him and felt his cock slip from me and the cum pour from my really open ass now. In my orgasm I didn't even notice he had cum again as well. It was pretty wild. I smiled at him as I caressed his hip. "It just keeps getting better and better babe." he grinned at me "yeah it does, gonna be hard to top that one though." Other that a bit of time condensing between fucks this was last Friday evening. We're getting along pretty good these days. Not moving in together or anything like that. But we seem to be having fun together. What more is there. A Night Out She had taken great care to curl her long, dark hair, aiming for a pre-Raphaelite look. Innocence with a hint of knowledge. She had paid more attention to her makeup than she usually did. Most days a quick lick of mascara and light dusting of bronzer sufficed. But tonight after taking a long, relaxing bubble bath, during which she had shaved every inch of her body to be as smooth as silk, she had applied coat after coat of eye shadows, blushers and bronzers. She had finished off with plenty of eyeliner and mascara. The final touch was to merely slick some gloss over her lips, not wanting to detract any attention from her eyes. Because she was well aware that they were her best feature. Deep chocolate brown, they attracted attention wherever she went and tonight she had decided, she wanted plenty of attention. She had set herself a challenge, a game, part of which was to go out and to see just how little money she had to spend. Wanting instead to charm drinks out of interested men before sending them on their merry way. She was not interested in anything other than some drinks and light flirting. Though, if she was being honest with herself, the idea of charming men into buying her drinks before rebuffing their advances aroused her. Before walking out of the door she had spritzed her perfume into the air and walked through the waft of scent before slamming the door shut behind her. Her tiny purse held her keys, cell phone and some cash. Just enough to pay for the taxis and a couple of drinks, but she planned on coming home with as much of it intact as possible. As she walked across the sidewalk to open the door of the cab she gave the driver a clear view of her long, shapely legs. Her feet were clad in three inch heels and she was dressed for a fun night out in a short pink denim skirt and tight fitting white top with pink decals scattered across the material stretched tightly across her full breasts. She had deliberately chosen to wear lace top holdup stockings her smooth skin. Too smooth she decided, because as she bent down to pull open the cab door the elastic slid slightly down her flesh. As she stepped into the back seat of the cab she glanced at the driver briefly before giving him the name of a city centre bar. After shifting her ass forward on the seat, she ran her hands over her stockings, straightening them. Glancing at the driver once more, thinking he seemed unaware of her, she lifted her hips and slid her skirt up over her ass before pulling her stockings higher up her thighs. Freshly applied body lotion and holdups do not mix well, she thought to herself as she felt the elastic try to grip onto her skin. As she lifted her ass once more to slide her skirt back down she caught the driver's eyes in the rearview mirror. She flushed furiously as he winked at her. Taking a deep breath she tried to reassure herself that he would not have seen anything, after all it was already dark outside and the interior of the car was not lit. He wouldn't have noticed her secret, would he? Shaking her head she reassured herself that there had not been enough light for him to have clearly seen that she was not wearing any panties under her short skirt. Looking towards the mirror again she saw that his eyes were fixed on her. His rather attractive eyes, she thought to herself, as she felt his attention give her ego a boost. She knew that she wasn't a raving beauty, but she also knew that she was pretty enough and she knew how to use what she had. She ran her tongue lightly over her lips, pretending not to watch for his reaction. His widening eyes made her smile softly to herself as she decided that this was a fun way to start the night. She leant forward, her elbows on each of the front seats, ensuring that she was giving him a clear view down the front of her tight top, the tops of her breasts visible to him over the lacy pink cups of her bra. "Have you been a cab driver for long?" Her question was cheesy but irrelevant in the little game she was playing. His slight gulp before responding told her that he had caught a glimpse of her breasts, just as she had intended. "You drive very well," she cooed her words, flirting with him, as he pulled up to the curb outside the bar. "I do several things very well." His voice was full of amusement. She deliberately let him see her eyes fall to his crotch as he twisted in his seat to look at her. Smiling teasingly, she let her legs fall slightly apart and was pleased to see his eyes drop. "How much do I owe you?" she asked, batting her eyelids as she spoke, making it clear she was flirting. "Well, that depends." Baffled by his response, she tilted her head to one side and looked quizzically at him. "Depends? On what?" His eyes fixed on her erect nipples and he didn't reply for a long moment. Finally, smiling with a slight leer on his face, he spoke, "On whether you want to book me to pick you up and take you home later." Feeling confident that she was in control she leant towards him and murmured, "Well, I will need to get home somehow." She looked into his eyes with a slow, lazy smile; her head tilted to one side and her lips in a moue as she watched him. "Honey, if you book me I will give you a big," he paused for a heartbeat, "discount." "That sounds very intriguing, I must admit," her words were breathy as she continued flirting. His only response was a deep chuckle as he opened his door and got out of the cab. Confused for a moment she felt her heart pound as she wondered if she had gone too far. But within seconds her heart rate slowed, as she saw him open her door with a slight bow. She smiled to herself, pleased with how her evening was starting out. As she slid to the edge of the seat before swinging her legs out of the car, she paused for a second to slightly pull her skirt higher on her legs. She stepped out, aware of the way his eyes were roving over her legs, and knowing that he could not fail to catch a glimpse of the lace tops of her stockings. "Thank you," she smiled up into his eyes as she spoke. "You are more than welcome." His words sounded amused as he continued to run his eyes up and down her body. "You take care of yourself tonight." He sounded concerned as he finished. "Oh, I will." She was full of confidence she was sure that tonight she would be in control at all times. "So do you want me to come pick you up again?" he lightly questioned. "Sure." She paused as she walked away from him, twisting to look at him over her shoulder knowing that she was showing off her curves with her pose. A low whistle came from the direction of the doorway to the bar. Her eyes darted towards the direction of the whistle but saw no one looking towards her. "Maybe around one a.m.?" Her words were a statement, even though they were phrased as a question. "It's up to you, ma'am." He nodded his head as he clicked his tongue in a cheeky way in response. Grinning broadly she winked back at him, the smile slowly slid from her face as she looked at him for a moment before bending over, with her back to him, to slide her hand up one of her legs. Her skirt rode up to expose not only the tops of her stockings but the round base of her naked ass cheeks. She was overdoing it, she knew that, but she hadn't paid for her ride so he could look at this as his payment. His gasped intake of breath made her smile and, after straightening up, she smiled innocently at him before turning and walking towards the doormen at the entrance to the bar. "Evening, miss." The taller of the two broad-shouldered doormen smiled widely as he pulled the door open for her. Smiling at him from under her eyelashes she spoke as she made to walk through the door, "Hello." But her entry was blocked by the shorter of the two men, as he stepped slightly in front of her and made it clear that he was eyeing her up. "There has been a small problem tonight with alcohol being smuggled in, so I am afraid we will have to search you." Raising an eyebrow as she held out her tiny purse, she was not prepared for what happened next as the two doormen moved to stand one in front and one behind her. Their hands slid over her body, her ass and breasts being given extra attention. She yelped in surprise, "Hey! Is this really necessary?" Her face flushed as she tried to move away from them, their bodies moving in tandem with hers to block her in. "Yep, I reckon it is. After all you gave that cab driver a free eyeful, so why not us too?" The shorter man was definitely the more dangerous of the two, she decided as she saw the other take his cue. A shadow fell over her face as the cab driver, who she had been certain had driven off stepped up to the doormen. His voice was hard as he eyed the doormen each in turn. "I think you should let the lady through." The doormen shifted, throwing their shoulders back and widening their stance as though ready for trouble. "We just needed to make sure that she was not sneaking anything," he paused as though struggling for the right word before laughing as he continued, "synthetic inside." He placed emphasis on the word 'synthetic'. His partner laughed, "Well, at least we can be sure that it is all natural." His eyes were plastered on her breasts, her swollen nipples undermining her indignity at their treatment of her. "Well, I think we can agree that you have checked her out very thoroughly." He moved slightly towards the doormen and lowered his voice while asking, "Now are you going to let her in or do I need to make space for her?" The doormen exchanged glances, the shorter shrugging as they relaxed their posture and stepped aside. "No harm done, mate." His tone was placatory as he pulled the door open with a flourish. "That's more like it, lads." The cab driver nodded as he turned to smile at her. "If you have quite finished," she spoke, pausing for emphasis as she eyed each of them in turn before spitting out, "gentlemen." As she walked past the three men she heard the cab driver chuckle as he spoke, "Don't mention it. It was my pleasure to help." Shuddering with distaste and feeling that maybe she had bitten off more than she could chew, she considered making a call and heading home. But she had been looking forward to this night out since it had been planned over a week ago. And two leering doormen were not about to ruin her night. Sidestepping them, flicking her head to swing her hair over her shoulder, she walked through the door that one of them held open for her. He gave her a mock bow as she passed him and told her to have a good time. Ignoring the innuendo she flashed a cold look at him before walking into the bar. It was filled to capacity. It was a Friday night in a university city so the bar was full of guys dressed in the student uniform of jeans and a shirt hanging loose over their belts and girls in short skirts and tight tops. Not unlike herself, she mused as she stood for a moment looking around. Seeing a stool become free at the end of the bar she walked towards it, dodging a group of drunken students who seemed to be desperate for female company. Smiling to herself, knowing that any female would satisfy them, she kept on course and seated herself on the stool. She crossed her legs, aware that her skirt had ridden up and that the lace of her holdups was tantalizingly visible. She smiled as she set her purse on the bar and ran her fingers through her hair. Tonight had not gotten off to the start she had expected, but then this was to be a night of fun. From her vantage point at the end of the bar she was able to survey the room and quickly zoned in on a group of men standing twenty feet away from her. They were wearing suits, their shirt collars and ties loosened, and they appeared to be relaxing after a hard day in the office. She noted that all but one were wearing wedding rings and decided that they would be perfect to target for her first drink. She slid a small mirror from her purse and used it to check her makeup quickly before sliding it back inside. Glancing at the group of men she caught the eye of one and dropped her gaze for a moment before looking back up at him. As she had known would be the case, he was still looking towards her. She flashed him a shy smile before once more dropping her gaze. This time she looked back at him from under her eyelashes. She made a show of checking her watch and glancing around the room before letting her gaze wander towards him again. As she had expected he was making his way through the crowd towards her. She smiled brightly at him as he leant against the bar. "Hi," he greeted, his voice heavily accented, marking him as an out-of-towner. "Hi," she replied with a smile. "I was just wondering what a good looking girl like you was doing all alone." His line, whilst hardly original, was no more than she had expected. "Oh," she paused to look around, "just waiting for my date." She flashed him a smile before dropping her eyes and adding, "But he hasn't shown up yet." His face showed that he thought his luck was in as he pulled a wad of cash from his wallet and waved it in the direction of the bartender as he openly leered at her breasts. "Can a guy buy you a drink?" His words were slightly slurred, making it clear he had been in the bar for some time. "Well," her voice faltered as though she was pondering his offer. "I guess that it wouldn't do any harm while I wait." Her eyes flicked around the room as she spoke, as though she was searching for someone. His grin in response to her words made her feel some guilt, as she knew that he expected something in return that he had no chance of getting. "Maybe I shouldn't." She spoke firmly, "After all I am here to meet someone and you are with..." she broke off to gesture towards the group of men he had left. He leant closer to her, his breath heavy with beer, making her wrinkle her nose in distaste. "Come on, baby. Don't make me strike out in front of them." He slid an arm around her shoulder and she shrugged it off. "Maybe you should just leave me alone, okay?" Her decision to flirt in exchange for drinks made earlier in the safety of her own bathroom now seemed like a very bad idea. "What are you anyway," he spoke, his words slurring into each other as he bristled at her rebuff, "some kind of cock tease?" He leant close to her face, attempting to kiss her. Pushing him away she closed her eyes in panic; this was no longer a game. She had set out to have fun and so far had just walked into trouble. Several times. It was definitely time to leave, she decided. Playing this game was not for her. "Just leave me alone, why don't you!" Her tone was full of panic. She opened her eyes as she spoke and was surprised to see the sardonic smile of the cab driver, who was holding the struggling would-be Cassanova by the collar at arm's length. "This is starting to be a habit." His voice was low and deep as he smiled into her eyes. "As for you," his tone changed to one of contempt as he turned to address the still struggling man, "you are hitting way above your weight. Now fuck back off to whatever rock you crawled out from under and leave the lady alone." "She's no lady," the suddenly brave Lothario spat as he beat a hasty retreat. "What is it with you and strange men?" His eyes were as full of amusement as his voice. Prickling at his tone, she straightened her back and flicked her hair over one shoulder before spitting out, "And are you one of the strange men?" He responded with a deep laugh. "You really are priceless." She narrowed her eyes as she heard his laugh. "What do you mean by that?" She looked imperiously at him, her eyes narrowing as she saw his genuine amusement. "What's so funny?" She looked wounded as she spoke. Stifling his laughter, he looked into her eyes, "Nothing is funny. Well, not really. It's just that tonight you have needed to be rescued from three men so far, and I am wondering how much more trouble you are intending to get into before I take you home." Stuttering, she glared at him. "Take me home? What makes you think you are taking me home?" Shaking his head he didn't speak for a long moment. He drew in a breath through his teeth and leant towards her as though about to share something confidential. "You booked me to pick you up again, remember?" Flushing as she realized that she had made the wrong assumption, she dropped her gaze and stared at her hands. "But if you prefer, I could take you home." His emphasis on the word 'home' made her flush deepen. "Actually," she said, smiling at him, "I would like a drink." "Is that an offer or request?" His tone was sardonic as he glanced down, his eyes attracted by her legs as she uncrossed and re-crossed them for his benefit. Tilting her head to one side she smiled, leaning forward slightly as she murmured, "A request, I guess." Letting his head fall back he laughed a deep laugh. "You really are a piece of work." He gestured to a nearby bartender and, without asking, ordered two drinks. "Are you supposed to drink when you are working?" she asked as she smiled flirtatiously at him. Maybe, she thought to herself, this night would be fun after all. "Nope," he replied as he tilted his head back and drained the shot of tequila. "So why are you, then?" She ran a finger around the edge of the shot of tequila the bartender had set in front of her. "Because I'm not working tonight." His eyes followed her finger. "Then, how come you brought me here and offered to come back for me?" She lifted the glass and sniffed the contents suspiciously. She was not a hard drinker, preferring to stick to white wine. "You were my last fare for the night." He smiled as he saw her nose wrinkle and gestured to the bartender once more. "Now are you going to drink that or just carry out a scientific experiment on it?" Wanting to show him that she was not to be mocked she lifted the glass to her lips defiantly and downed the contents. Coughing as she felt it burn its way down her throat, she clasped a hand to her mouth, leaning forward against him for support. "Not used to the hard stuff?" His question was good-humored and she shook her head as she continued to cough. Sliding a large glass of white wine towards her he smiled as she looked up at him, her eyes full of tears. "Maybe this is more your style?" He indicated the wine glass and she smiled at him gratefully as she lifted the glass to take a sip, hoping to clear the taste of tequila from her mouth. Over the next couple of hours they chatted about anything and everything. Discovering things about each other that surprised and pleased them. Several bottles of wine kept the conversation flowing as they moved to a small booth that became free. He teased her that she was trying to get him drunk to take advantage of him as she tried to refill his glass after draining her own for the sixth time. "But you have only had two glasses!" she protested as he took the bottle from her and filled her glass once more, setting the empty bottle aside. Shrugging vaguely he replied that he didn't drink much and after all he was booked to drive her home later. She fell giggling against his shoulder as she drained the wine from her glass. She was feeling relaxed and her head was spinning slightly. Seeing her try to put her glass down, nearly missing the table, he took the empty glass from her hand and stood up. "Come on," he said, taking her hand and pulling her to her feet as she giggled in protest. "I think you have had enough to drink for one night, little lady. I am taking you home." Swaying on her feet, falling against him for support, she giggled as she replied, "Whose home?" Shaking his head as he realized just how drunk she was, he put his arm around her and walked her to the door. As the cold air hit her, she felt the alcohol flood her system and her head spin. She reached out blindly towards him for support as she suddenly felt unable to stand on her own. A Night Out "That wine has really gone to my head," she stuttered as she stood, swaying. His only response was a murmur of agreement as he steered her along the sidewalk towards a parking lot. Before they had gone more than ten feet the two doormen appeared in front of them. "What have we here?" the shorter of the two leered at her as she leant in a partial stupor against the cab driver. "Looks like someone decided to take advantage of his Prince Charming act." The other laughed as he stepped closer to her, obviously sniffing the air, "Did someone have to get her drunk to get his way with her?" The two doormen laughed as they moved closer. Their expressions were menacing and they were flexing their hands into fists. "Back off, buddy," the cab driver growled as he stepped away from her towards the doormen. "What? You gonna make us?" the taller doorman laughed as the other continued. "Now you have her nicely warmed up for us, we can take it from here." They all turned to look at her as she leant against the wall, her stocking tops clearly visible from under her skirt, which were hitched up slightly at the side. "Looks to me like there is no need for any argument. We could all have a go at her and she wouldn't even know." The doormen were startled by the words of the cab driver. "You for real?" one of them queried as they looked from her to the cab driver and back. "She is nothing to me, I only met her tonight." He shrugged nonchalantly as the two leered at her swaying against the wall. "Shit, man, you are serious!" The surprise in the voice of the shorter doorman made the cab driver laugh. "Why not? But I get to fuck her first; after all I paid for the wine." They all laughed at his reasoning, their agreement latent in the way they stepped back slightly. He walked back over to her and put his arm around her shoulder, telling her that he wanted to show her something. Grinning broadly over his shoulder at the doormen he led her to the corner just five feet away. Before they rounded the corner he turned to them, "Keep an eye out for me. I shouldn't be too long, give me fifteen minutes and then you can have her." His tone was malicious as he grabbed her ass and squeezed it hard, making her scream out in protest to the amusement of the two watching men. Once they had disappeared around the corner he pushed her hard against the wall. She yelped in both protest and shock. "Whaddaya playing at?" she asked, her words slurring into each other as the alcohol fuddled her mind. Slamming his hand over her mouth he pressed his groin against her belly. "What the fuck do you think I am playing at?" He slid his hand over her mouth as he pushed her against the wall. Scrabbling at his hand, trying desperately to free herself from his vise-like grip, she felt the shock of the situation starting to sober her up. Her screams for help were muffled by his hand and as she darted her eyes from side to side she saw one of the doormen standing at the corner making crude gestures and cheering the cab driver on. Suddenly the effects of the alcohol disappeared and she was stone cold sober. And she was in trouble. She knew that for sure. She was on a dark street with a man who was clearly much stronger than she and who appeared to have less than honorable intentions, with two other men lined up down the street, just waiting their turn. She kicked out at him, her foot missing his shin as she tried to slide down the wall out of his grasp. He locked his hand around her throat, restricting her breathing and making her stop her struggle as she gasped for breath. "Shut the fuck up, bitch!" His words were loud enough to reach the ears of the watching doorman. "And you? Fuck off while I give this bitch what she has been begging for all night. You'll get yours soon enough." His tone was harsh and his face dangerous as he squeezed his hand tighter around her slender throat. Laughing as he saw her fight, the doorman disappeared around the corner, his voice boasting of what a good time that lay ahead once they had their turn with her. Her eyes flooded with tears as she looked in complete terror at the cab driver. She tried to scratch at his face, wanting to get free. All thoughts of a fun night out were gone as the reality of the situation hit her. "You had better do exactly as I tell you, or things will be a lot worse for you, bitch." His hard words chilled her to the core as she knew, instinctively, that he meant every word that he said. She tried to nod, to show her compliance as she realized that fighting was not going to do any good. "That's a smart decision, bitch." He spat his words at her as he twisted her arm to force her to walk ahead of him, down the street. "We don't have long, those two have wanted a go at you all night and they won't be put off for much longer." His words terrified her and she started to sob with deep body-wracking sobs as he forced her to walk deeper into the darkness. In her heart she knew that if she went with him she would be in trouble, but she was even more terrified of not going with him. She was certain that if she did manage to fight free of him the two doormen would be there to catch her. And she knew that they would have no mercy. Stumbling through the darkness, she felt herself start to fall as her heel caught in some rough ground. His hand on her arm almost wrenched her shoulder from the socket as he pulled her back to her feet. "Be careful, bitch." He growled the words softly, his lips against her ear lobe. Terrified she jerked her head away and screamed out in agony as her head collided with his. She heard him curse under his breath and felt him twist her arm viciously. "Oh, just you wait, bitch. You will regret that." Sobbing, she begged him to let her go. Her terror had her heart pounding so hard that she was sure he could hear it. But it appeared that he felt no mercy for her. Forcing her towards his car, he hissed at her, "Shut the fuck up and get in the damn car." He had opened the door and was pushing her down by the pressure on her arm. Grunting with effort as she tried not to let the hands holding her shove her into the car, she felt true terror. Right up until this very moment she had thought that there was hope for escape; but she now realized that he was determined to get her into his car, no matter what her thoughts on the subject were. She had come out for a night of fun and this was how it was ending. She screamed out, biting at his hand as he clamped it over her mouth. Cursing, he released her mouth long enough to slap her right cheek so hard that her head was slammed to the side and she felt her teeth rattle. It was also hard enough to stop her screams. Using both hands he overpowered her, shoving her into the car, forcing her across the seat as he climbed in behind her. She started to scream once more, using the leverage of the car seat to kick hard in the direction of his stomach. Somehow he saw her kick coming and dodged it. Just. "Shut the fuck up, bitch." He slapped her hard again as he pulled the car door shut. "Or do you want me to throw you out to those two goons?" His words silenced her more effectively than his slaps. Seeing that he was about to start the engine she grappled ineffectively at the door handle. His chuckle of amusement told her that it was locked and that she had no way to unlock it. Closing her eyes she desperately tried to think of some way of escaping what seemed to be inevitable. She was going to be raped. And if his words to the doormen were to be believed it wasn't going to be just the once. Trying to control her breathing, to calm her thinking, she watched as he started the engine. "Where are we going?" Her words were panted as her breath came in ragged gasps. "Away from here, for a start." He paused for a second as he looked in the rearview mirror. "And fast, before those two figure out that I am not about to toss you to them." His words startled her. "You are not going to let them have me?" Her eyes were wide with hope, hope that perhaps he was going to let her go and not rape her after all. All the notions of a fun night had gone from her mind as the sheer, white terror consumed her. "Please don't do this. Please let me go. Please, please." Her begging fell on deaf ears as he gunned the engine and sped from the car park past the startled doormen who hurled empty beer bottles after the car as they realized that he had tricked them. "You don't have to rape me. Please, I will do anything. Anything, just please don't hurt me." Her words were choking sobs as she sat pressed against the door of the car, trying to stay as far away from him as she could. "I don't, do I?" He laughed as he heard her, "Why? Are you going to spread those pretty legs wide for me if I ask nicely?" Sobbing harder as she heard the steel in his voice she felt lost, as she could think of no way to escape. Desperately she pleaded with him to let her go, promising that she would not tell anyone, that she would give him money or anything he wanted, just as long as he didn't hurt her. Laughing at her desperation he reached across and dug his fingers into one of her breasts. "So why are your nipples so fucking hard if you don't want this, bitch?" He twisted her nipple viciously, pulling it hard from her body, making her scream out in agony as he plucked hard at her sensitive flesh. As he let go of her nipple she cupped a hand protectively over each breast, feeling that her nipples were, as he had noticed, erect. She stared unseeingly out of the window as they sped along, the night dark, with no lights along the country road he had steered them onto. Pulling her feet up onto the seat she curled up into a tight ball, tears streaming down her face, the makeup she had so carefully applied just a few hours ago smeared over her face. Suddenly she realized that he had stopped the car. She turned her head sharply towards him, her eyes displaying her terror as she wondered what he had planned. They were out in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of the night and no one would miss her until tomorrow evening when she was due to attend a birthday party. With a gulping sob she begged him not to hurt her, begged him to let her suck on his cock rather than have him rape her. He laughed mockingly at her offer. "What, and let you bite it off? No chance!" "Now listen and listen good, bitch. I have locked the doors; there is no way you can get out of this car unless I let you out." He paused to look out into the darkness. "And I am not sure that it is any safer out there than it is in here!" He laughed at his own joke as he watched her shudder with fear. "So this is how we are going to do this. You get to choose. Do you want me to fuck you or not?" His voice was low, making her strain to hear his words. His offer had her confused. She had a choice? He was giving her an option as to whether he raped her or not? She shook her head in confusion, trying to understand. Had this all been a sick joke? She looked at him, saw him smile as he watched the emotions and thoughts flit across her face. "Are you serious? I mean, you are giving me the option?" "Yup." His tone was light; back to the friendly man she had spent hours chatting with earlier. "I don't want you to..." she paused, looking away for a moment as she fought to control her shaking voice, "I don't want you to rape me." The truth of her words were clear in her eyes as she looked pleadingly at him. "Fine," he smiled gently at her, "then I won't." Sagging with relief in her seat she started to babble her thanks but was cut short as he slapped her once more. "What?" Words failed her as she struggled to understand what was happening. "You said I could choose. And I chose. I chose that you wouldn't rape me." Tears were streaming down her face as she sobbed her words, her arms wrapped protectively around herself as her cheeks stung from his slaps. "Yes, I did give you a choice and you did choose, and I won't rape you." He paused to let his words sink in to her muddled mind. "But you didn't expect me just to let you go, did you?" He laughed as he saw the shock on her face. "You chose that I wouldn't fuck you. That means you chose the alternative." His grin was wolfish as he leered at her for a long moment. "You chose the alternative." His repeated words chilled her to her core. The alternative. She had no idea what the alternative was and she hoped with all that she was that the alternative was not being driven back and tossed to the doormen. Shivering with fear she watched as he pocketed the key and moved towards her. She flinched and heard him chuckle as he moved between the front seats to sit in the back. She twisted her neck to see what he was doing and was confused to see him settle himself comfortably onto the middle of the back seat, his legs spread wide as he grinned at her. Shuddering, she stayed curled up, almost in the fetal position as she prayed desperately that something, anything would save her. She pulled her chin down to her chest, tugged desperately at the hem of her skirt, trying to pull it down to cover more of her pimpled flesh. Hearing his chuckle she darted a glance in his direction and saw to her dismay that he was rubbing his cock through his jeans. Moaning in terror she felt his hand grip her hair and jerk her head backwards hard as he leant forward and pushed his lips close to her ear, whispering, "So do you not want to know the alternative, bitch?" Whimpering in terror she didn't respond and was rewarded with a harsh tug of her hair. "Do you, bitch?" She nodded as much as she could with his hand holding her head in place, her voice gone through fear. "That's more like it, cunt." His voice was harsh as he used the coarse word to describe her sex. Jerking her head to the side he forced her to look down. "That's the alternative you chose, bitch." The triumph in his voice chilled her already terrified body as she struggled to understand what he meant. She looked down from the position he held her head, but could see nothing that made any sense. "Does that please you, bitch?" His voice was making it clear that he was enjoying not only her fear but her confusion. "Oh, don't you understand? Don't you know what you chose over my cock?" She shook her head, feeling the pull on her roots as his firm grip on her hair was maintained. "My car is stick drive, cunt." His words meant nothing to her as she tried to follow the jerk of his hand on her hair. Thrusting her face closer, further down, he chuckled as he continued, "Stick drive, bitch. You don't want to fuck me so you get to fuck my car." His words were harsh and his tone harsher. She screamed out in protest as she finally understood what he intended. Begging him for mercy she pulled against his hand, feeling her hair being almost tugged from her scalp. Pulling her to her knees he used his grip on her hair to turn her to face him, then leant close to her face before whispering in a menacing tone, "Now fuck it, cunt!" He tugged her until she was straddling the stick shift and released her hair. "We can do this one of two ways. You can ride the stick like the good little cunt you are or I can make you." He paused to caress her cheek in an almost loving way, "Which is it going to be, bitch?" He pressed his hands onto her shoulders and grinned at her as he gloated over her predicament. "I am kinda hoping you want it the hard way." The glint in his eyes made her realize that she was lost, that she had no choice. Closing her eyes she started to wriggle her hips, feeling the ball of the stick shift probe her cunt. Despite her fear she realized that she was wet, her pussy was slick with her cunt juices. Pressing against it she felt the width of the ball and knew that no matter how wet she was it was going to stretch her cunt wide and that it was going to hurt. Looking up at him, she saw the smile on his face as he spoke, "Lift up your skirt, bitch. I want to see you fuck it." Closing her eyes from the humiliation of the act she lifted the hem of her skirt high over her waist, showing him that she was nude underneath and that her pussy was shaved bare. "Mmm," he let out a low groan, "I love a naked pussy, those wet, puffy lips look good enough to eat." His words caused her head to jerk up as she looked at him with naked fear. The sight of her cunt lips sliding slowly around the ball of his stick shift made him groan with arousal as his cock grew longer and harder. He rubbed it hard through his jeans, trying to ease the pressure as he watched her wriggle her hips and try to take the ball of the stick into her cunt. Her grunts of pain as she forced herself downwards excited him beyond his expectations. He had decided at the outset that she was going to do this, though he hadn't been sure how much he would have to threaten her to force her to do it. He couldn't believe his luck in the two doormen who had caused her to fall almost into his lap. "Ride it, bitch," he snapped at her, wanting to see her slick lips envelop the ball and to see her cunt swallow up the shaft of the stick shift. Grunting with pain she forced her body further down onto the ball, feeling the width of the ball stretch her opening until she was sure she would rip. But she knew that he would show her no mercy and if she didn't force down onto it she was certain he would have no qualms in, and indeed probably enjoy, forcing her to take it all. Grinding downwards she felt the ball slip into her now-soaked cunt, flushing with shame as she realized that the pain of the ball forcing into her unwilling body was arousing her. She had always enjoyed pain with sex and despite her absolute terror she noticed that her body was becoming aroused. Pushing down harder she felt the hard, metal shaft of the stick sink into her hot depths. She groaned as she wriggled harder to take it deeper, keeping her eyes closed so she wouldn't have to see his gloating grin, desperate to avoid him seeing that she was getting wetter with every passing second. A sharp, stinging slap on her face jolted her attention back to him. "Look at me, bitch!" He growled his words as his eyes remained fixed on the stick sliding into her cunt. He unfastened his jeans and pulled his hard cock out, sliding his fist up and down his shaft as he watched her cunt. "Now ride it!" His words were a clear order which she didn't hesitate to obey. Biting her bottom lip as she forced her body up and down the rigid metal stick, she tasted the saltiness of her own blood just as she felt her cunt walls cling to the cold shaft. With each downwards thrust she groaned in pain as the rigid gear stick drove up to hit her cervix. With each upwards pull she moaned as she felt her flesh gripping the invasive shaft. Her eyes closed as she started to speed up, feeling how the cold metal was heating up with the warmth from her body. Feeling it impaling her, driving into her, filling her, the ball stretching her opening each time she rode up towards it. Watching her ride the stick, he slid his hand up and down his swollen cock, his eyes glazing as he felt an orgasm approach. Reaching forward he grabbed her hair and pulled her forward, enjoying her scream of pain as the rigid stick buried inside her cunt pressed against her walls. He shifted forward and thrust his cock towards her. "Suck it, bitch. Suck it good." He forced her head down as he thrust his hips up and as her lips closed around his thick cock he groaned in pleasure. He knew she was no longer able to ride the stick, being forced to remain impaled on it as he thrust his cock into her throat, feeling her gag and choke on his thick shaft. "Oh yes, that's it." He encouraged her to suck harder, knowing that her fervor and enthusiasm was nothing to do with her desire to pleasure him but everything to do with her desire that he didn't hurt her any more than he already had. A Night Out Feeling her tongue flick over his shaft he closed his eyes as he felt his balls tighten and his come spurt from his cock into her reluctant throat. He groaned his release before thrusting her head from his still-erect cock. "Ride it, cunt. Ride it hard!" His words brought fresh tears to her eyes as she sobbed her pain, thrusting downwards once more before lifting up to reveal the stick coated in her hot juices. Reaching out he pressed his finger onto her clit, feeling how it was swollen and throbbing as she rode the stick. Keeping his hand in time with her movements he plucked and pulled cruelly at her sensitive clit, feeling how it throbbed in his grip. He released her clit and heard her groan of relief, which soon changed to a moan of pain as he started to pluck at her nipples. "Fuck it hard, bitch!" He pulled harder on her nipples and she thrust harder onto the stick, fucking it harder and harder as he tormented her nipples. She groaned as she felt her cunt flood, her juices flowing as the rigid stick penetrated her body. Through the mists of her fear she realized that she was starting to enjoy the feeling of the stick in her cunt. She thrust harder and harder, riding the stick shift of his car as hard as she could, letting the feelings of her arousal course over her. She felt her body's reactions change, felt excitement build and spasms in her cunt as she slid up and down. She felt shudders of a coming orgasm and thrust down harder, grinding the ball of the stick shift against her sensitive cervix. She moaned, no longer in pain, but in pleasure as she rode the stick to a mind-blowing orgasm. She screamed once more, but this time not in terror but in delight. Her throat, already raw from her screams of panic was ripped raw, her voice mute as she screamed out with the waves of a crashing orgasm overtaking her. Panting as she started to calm she felt almost unable to hold herself upright and his hands on her shoulders helped her ease her body from the stick. As the ball slid out of her tight cunt with an audible pop she fell forward into his arms. Tenderly he caressed her face, raining kisses on her cheeks, eyelids and forehead as he made soothing noises and cradled her in his arms. Finally she opened her eyes, smiled up into his green eyes and saw the love in them. "Thank you," her voice cracked as she whispered to him. "You are welcome, my sweet slave." He kissed her lips gently as she nestled against his chest. "Happy Birthday, but next time we play out one of your rape fantasies I am going to check out the location more carefully. Those doormen really were worrisome!" He stroked her hair gently again before kissing her earlobe and whispering, "Now let's get you home, to our home." Smiling softly she nodded as she listened to his words. "Yes Master, thank you." A Night Out Being married my "men on men" relationships have always been limited to the odd fumble in the back of a gay cinema or in a romp in a sauna. Occasionally as I got older I answered an ad in a contact magazine, for an evening session. But I never managed to stay overnight and one of my longings was for an evening of sex, sleep and then more sex as my partner released my morning glory. This seemed an idle fantasy, until my wife announced she was taking her mother to Paris, for a long weekend. I dropped her off at the newly opened St Pancras terminal for the Euro train, before heading to my home. Once home, I prepared for my night out. I had a hair trimmer and used it to shave my armpits and then my pubic hair round to my butt hole, I fixed a leather strap around the base of my cock and smiling to myself I admired my smooth, albeit slightly rotund body in the mirror. I then applied lubricant to my butt hole and was ready for my evening. I pulled on my denim trousers and jacket and black trainers, feeling that clothes should be minimal. I decided to take in as many experiences this night as possible and drove to East London and parked in an NCP car park and walked the short distance to the original Chariots sauna. It took me 20 minutes to have the nerve to go in. Despite the fact that this was not my first visit to a gay sauna, I never get over the initial nervousness of going in, a sense of betraying, I suppose. The anticipation and excitement always results in me being incredibly hard when I finally make the decision, this was helped by the little blue pill I had taken a few minutes earlier. I soon slipped out of my clothes and strolled around the complex, a quick dip in the pool and a stroll through the cruise area, before I decided to go and watch a porno in the cinema room. I laid my towel down on the bench and watched as two leather bound beefcakes were fucking a guy in a sling on the screen. I slowly stroked as I watched, but was careful not to be too intense, I was determined to make this evenings experience last for more than a few minutes. Watching the film as well as the guys around me, who were either pleasuring themselves or their neighbour, I was getting more and more excited and felt my inhibitions, what were left, drift away. It was not long before a guy similar in age to me, walked into the room, looked around, dropped his towel and presented his erection to my face. I needed no further invitation, I kissed the end of his cock, my hands reached round behind him, stroking his buttocks, gently running my nails, my tongue poked out licking the crack before opening my mouth and plunging downs, rhythmically I bobbed my head up and down, sucking as I moved my head back. I could feel the effect it had on him as his hips began to thrust forward, helped by the urging of my hands. I had recently been practising ignoring my reflex gag action and it was paying off. For 30 years I'd been blowing guys off, but for the first time I could actually deep throat and I felt this anonymous cock slip down my throat. My ministrations seemed to be having the desired effect, as my fingers found his arsehole and slipped in I could feel the member in my mouth swell and with one final thrust my mouth filled with cum, it just would not stop flowing, as much as I swallowed, it also dripped out of my mouth, down my chin and on to my chest. As he finished he wiped the residue of his cum, onto my face and as anonymously as he had entered the room, he left it. Having had his abdomen removed from my face, I could look round the room and saw those that were not engaged in their own trysts staring at me. I licked my lips and smiled, the invitation in my eyes did not go unrewarded and I was soon presented with another cock, this time the owner first reached down lifted my head and licked the cum off my cheeks and neck before deeply kissing me with his tongue. He then pulled back and I cupped his balls in my hand and began to cover them in saliva, he had removed all hair which made them a delightful meal as my tongue explored every nook and cranny, kissing and nibbling his ball sack. I turned him round and sat him in my place, so that I could sling his legs over my shoulders as I knelt on the floor, as he leaned back I ran my tongue down his perineum to his ass hole, one hand reached his cock and began to stroke it hard up and down, while my tongue licked the edges of his arse hole and the thumb of my other hand used the excess saliva to open him up, before plunging my tongue into him. As I ministered to my groaning friend, I felt a pair of hands on my buttocks, I was raised off my haunches and I felt a finger being pressed into me, this only added to the enthusiasm of my rimming and wanking, as my prostate was being massaged, first by one then two and finally three fingers. As my friend in front erupted over his own stomach, my licking became more frenetic and the fingers were removed from my ass, only to be quickly replaced by a cock, in my frenzy there was no thought of who what or how, as the cum from the stomach in front was fed to me and the cock inside me thrust hard and fast – I was in heaven, the guy in front, slipped away from me, so I was now leaning on the seat on my elbows, thrusting back to meet every thrust forward, one hand from behind was kneading my balls and then he exploded inside me, my insides were covered in his cum, he carried on thrusting as he softened and as his member left me he kissed my neck and then withdrew. I just stayed there, thinking of what had happened, this was my first ever bareback experience and I had enjoyed it, but also was worried about its implications. This suddenly put a dampener on my mood and I raised myself from my position and put my towel around my midriff for the first time while I went for a shower. I could feel the cum running down my butt cheeks onto my thighs, instead of further worrying me, it added to my excitement, as I walked to the showers I felt decadent, degraded, a man whore – it felt great. I could not hide my erection as I entered the showers. It was not long before the shower had others in it, I was the only one with an erection and this time it was noticed as a guy about my age came over and started to kiss me we were mixing saliva as his hand reached my cock and began to stroke up and down roughly squeezing and pulling, his tongue deep in my throat, before he had a chance I dropped to my knees and for the third time that evening began ministering my mouth on his cock and balls a sizeable cock 8.5" and really thick, but unlike my previous partners he had little self control and quickly came over my face, as I stood up licked my lips and drew the cum into my mouth, unabashed by his cum on my face he kissed me and tongued my mouth further. He whispered into my ear "Let's have a coffee and a chat". The clock in the rest room showed 11.30, I could not believe I had been here for three hours, my activities had lasted longer than I had realised. He ordered a cappuccino and I had a latte, as we sat down, he introduced himself as John. "Sorry I came so quickly, the first one is always quick, but then I can go all night and shoot two or three times, I have been watching you all evening and love a cum slut. I see you are married, what time do you need to leave" I looked down at my hand and realised that I had forgotten to remove my wedding rind, which, incidentally had caught some cum under it. Now being a cum slut, in the semi darkness of a gay cinema room, is easy, talking about it in a well lit café bar is something else. I looked down sheepishly. Mumbling I said "Errrm, my wife's actually away so I don't have a time to be home tonight" John smiled, "So you could spend the night with me?" "Not at my place, sorry." "Mine?" His hand was on the top of my thigh, touching my scrotum, my erection hardened a million fold, my brain exploded and through a dry throat I replied "Yes!" "If you come back with me you do every thing I ask, I can see that you are a slut and I'll treat you as such, do you agree?" "Yes" Quite loudly he asked "Will you eat my arse?" "Yes" "Suck my cock? Eat my cum?" "Yes" "We'll stay here a while longer and then go back to my place" He then announced, "anyone who wants to fuck my slut then we will be in the cruising area" I was so horny, I was gagging for it, I still had not come this evening, but this just added to heighten my sexual awareness. He took me down to the cruise area and bent me over the "bed" in a cubicle; it was not long before I felt my cheeks being parted and a cock being inserted, "The first of many" was whispered in my ear. Over the next hour, in various positions – on my back, on top, doggy, I lost count of the different number of cocks I had maybe 10, maybe fifteen, filling me with cum, those that did not want to mix their cum, would cum over me or in my face. Then John "closed shop" and told me to get dressed, I got up and moved in the direction of the shower, but was instructed that as a smelly cum slut, I should get dressed as I was. It was time to go back to Johns, as I sat in my car following his I could feel the cum slipping out of my ass, although it gave me a damp patch in my jeans, I felt warm contented and horny in the expectation of what was to come. John led me into his home, as we entered the door we kissed long hard and deep, then he whispered in my ear and directed me to a room, where I was to strip naked and wait. I entered the room; it had dimmed lights, dark walls and a round bed. I removed my clothing leaving them in a pile in the corner and went and sat down naked, the only thing I was wearing, was the cock ring, sitting there I pulled on my cock, keeping it hard and erect. John entered the room, dressed only in a leather harness, like me John was a blue pill popper and it showed. I have never been a great one for rimming, that's not until OI get excited and warmed up and then I can't get enough ass. John walked to the bed, he said nothing ms out stretched forward and bent over. I knew he was not asking for me to fuck him, no... I went behind him, spread his buttocks and attacked his ass hole, I licked, I lapped, I poked my tongue was getting and giving the work out of its life, my face deep between his cheeks, I was almost Cumming without being touched, this was so decadent and I was as horny as I ever had been, the only thing missing was an audience, but then that was just being greedy. My tongue licked down to John's balls which I took and sucked in my mouth, maybe too hard as John winced, but a bit more gently I carried on until I returned to his man cunt. God I was in heaven, at the feet of this man. As my tongue began to tire, John turned round raised me and bent me over the bed, his fingers easily slipped into my stretched ass, and I felt only a little pain as he slipped his knuckles past my sphincter, his other hand reached round and roughly milked my cock, not that I needed milking as I soon gushed all over the bed, bucket loads of cum sprayed on to the sheets. Adding to the excitement was the rough extraction of the fist from my ass and then as I was instructed to eat my cum from the bed, I was entered, hard and thrusting, hands reached round and used my nipples as handles, each thrust giving excruciating, pleasurable pain. Having spent his load earlier John continued to fuck me, keeping hard, until getting bored or just looking for variety, he withdrew spun me and pushed my mouth down onto his cock. As I have said, I give good head and despite his spent state John was soon filling my mouth again and I savoured his saltiness. Offering to suck me off, I declined, sadly I am a one come wonder and I was now tired. We had not spoken about sleeping as I was getting my things together; John said how disappointed he was that I was married, as he would love to wake up with me in his bed. I was delighted and explained that my wife was away. I dropped my things and holding Johns hand we went to his bedroom. After a rigorous evening, despite kissing and fondling I was soon asleep. The next morning, I was slowly coming to, lying face down my legs were splayed, I realised my balls were being licked and the tongue ran up wards and my cheeks separated as my hole was penetrated buy Johns tongue, he tongue fucked my ass which I so enjoyed, waking up to this was heaven and it was not long before he raised himself and gave me my ultimate reward, a morning cock up my arse, he fucked me for ages before we swapped and he turned me over, to lower his ass on my cock. This was pure fantasy fulfilment ..... after I came we showered together and then called our work to let them know we were sick, before taking a rest in anticipation of the day to come............. A Night Out Christina found the box on the bed right after Sean left. It was red with a black and silver bow. Inside it were some smaller boxes. The shoeboxes were easy; the rest were a bit harder to figure out. Christina went through the shoeboxes first. All of them were heels of different height. She decided on a pair of open toe purple sling backs with a four inch heel and a one inch platform. The rest she would use just not tonight. She took out the other boxes and realized their were bra's inside them. They were all strapless and black. Some were lace and some were smooth and satiny. All were sexy, and she had to decide which one to wear. She took the top she was wearing that night and tried them on under it. The one she chose would look and feel the best. As well as showing the best cleavage through her new purple halter top. Christina decided on a smooth shiny black one that pushed her big tits together at just the right spot that she knew Sean would love. She knew what would get him hard and that's what she wanted. This was their night and it was gonna be as close to perfect as she could make it. Christina started getting ready, Sean would be back soon and she wanted to get going. She put her hair up in the back and let her bangs hang down on both sides. Her makeup was a bit heavier than usual and she went with a very deep red lipstick. Her nails were supposed to be the usual pink and white. Sean came in the room to see his gorgeous wife just finishing her makeup. She was wearing a low cut purple halter and a tight short black skirt that showed her gorgeous ass and legs. On her feet were the purple heels he bought her. Sean noticed the black stockings she wore under her jeans, again just for him. "Wow babe, you look amazing!" Sean told her as he moved in behind her. Christina put her hands on the sink and ground her ass into Sean's cock. Sean let his hands slide around to Christina's big boobs and he gave them a squeeze as she pushed back again. Sean couldn't wait and turned Christina around. He kissed her gently and moved down to her cleavage kissing and licking the whole way. "If you can wait I promise this will be the hottest night you've ever had." Christina told her husband as he continued to assault her boobs. "How long do I have to wait?" Sean asked as he looked up into her eyes "Not long sexy, tonight is all about us." Christina said as she pulled her husband to her and kissed him deeply. She slid her tongue into Sean's mouth as she kissed him, her tongue piercing teasing him. Her hands moved south to the crotch of his khaki's and gave his cock a good squeeze. Christina pulled back and pushed Sean away playfully. "Go away so I can put more lipstick on." She teased "And you need to wipe your face off. Christina came out a couple minutes later; Sean was in the kitchen with a shot glass. Christina walked up and wondered what he was doing. He took the shot glass and placed in the middle of her cleavage with his mouth. Christina shivered a little but didn't mind the sensation. Sean kissed his way back up and stepped back. "Okay, I can take a shot from you, wanna help me fill it?" Sean asked "What should we fill it with?" Christina asked as she caressed her hips "My cum sounds fun....Will you drink it?" "Anytime, and you know it!" Christina told him "Cmon, let's go I'm ready to party." Sean and Christina went to the car and headed out. As soon as they got to the club Christina turned to Sean. She unfastened her seatbelt and leaned over to her husband. She bent over him and unzipped his khaki's, pulling his cock out. Christina stroked him a moment and took Sean's cockhead in her mouth, again using her tongue piercing to tease the head of his cock. She came back up and Sean saw the red lipstick ring around his shaft. She pulled Sean to her and kissed him gently. "I'm just getting started babe!" she told him. Take me inside." They went inside and headed to the bar. Sean bought them both two shots and they quickly downed the first ones. Christina took Sean's second shot and placed in her cleavage. Sean kissed his wife and then made his way down her chest. Sean took the shot glass and using his mouth pulled it out and down the shot. Christina took her shot and quickly downed, and pulled her man to the dance floor. They danced for a while, Sean taking every chance to squeeze Christina's big tits or grope her round juicy ass. Christina turned around so her ass was against her husband's cock and started grinding on him. Christina pushed up into him as Sean held her hips and groped her tits. Sean slid his hand under Christina's skirt and rubbed her clit through her purple panties. Christina was in over drive and as soon as Sean pulled his hand back she turned around. She pulled him down to her and kissed him hard. Her tongue slid in Sean's mouth as she grabbed his cock and gave it a long hard squeeze. "I'll do anything you want tonight baby. Just name it!" Christina told Sean as she kissed his ears as they danced to a slow song. Sean held his wife close groping her ass as she did the same to his cock. Sean thought for a moment, and then whispered in Christina's ear. I wanna watch you with a girl here on the dance floor" Sean said. "Just here though. You and I are all I want at the cottage." Christina smiled and replied "Go to the bathroom and I'll have found one when you get back. Sean did as he was told and then went to the bar for another shot. When he looked for Christina on the dance floor he saw her dancing with a tall big titted blonde in a black skirt and maroon colored top. Behind the woman was a blonde haired man, grinding into her as Christina danced in front of her. The woman said something to them both and the man moved around so they had Christina between them. Sean watched as his wife started to grind her ass on the man behind her and run her hands over the girl in front of her. Christina knew Sean was watching and figured a show couldn't hurt. She got close to the guy behind her and slid her hand to his cock. Giving it a squeeze she turned her head and gave him some tongue before going back to the blonde to kiss her as they were groped. Christina caught Sean's eye and let him know she was okay. Sean backed away and found a spot in the corner to watch from. Sean watched as both girls grinded on each other and gave everyone a show. Christina was getting groped and teased by the guy behind her as the blonde licked her way across Christina's cleavage. When she was ready for more she turned to the guy and whispered to him after giving him a deep kiss. After kissing him the woman grabbed her and the three of them disappeared. Sean watched Christina come back about five minutes and he met her at the bar. "I want you right now." She told him as they went upstairs. Christina found a dark corner and pushed Sean into it. Dropping to her knees Christina unzipped her husband's khaki's and pulled his hard cock free. She took him down to the base as quick as she could. She sucked wildly on his cock, her sweet red lips a blur of motion. Sean moved back and leaned against the wall as Christina groped his balls and used her tongue piercing like crazy. She wrapped her lips around the head and sucked on it while using her tongue to tease him. Her long nails teasing his balls as Sean put his hands in her hair. Sean took hold of Christina's head and started to furiously fuck her face. Christina opened wide as Sean rammed his cock in and out of her wet mouth. Christina grabbed Sean's legs and pulled back so she could do it her way. She went down lower and started sucking his heavy cum filled balls into her mouth and using her tongue to tease them. Sean was sure the alcohol and the dancing had done this to her when she pulled her top down to expose the black strapless bra and squeezed her own huge tits. Sean put his cock in her cleavage and she moved up and down for an impromptu titfuck. Sean looked down at Christina and saw the look of delicious sex in her eyes. She met his gaze and pulled back, putting her top back on. "Take me back and fuck me sexy." She whispered as she touched the tip of his cock and took the drop of pre cum that had formed. I want your tight ass tonight baby!" Sean told her as they left as quickly as they could. "I told you anything and that's what you'll get." She said as they made it to the car. Christina looked around as they approached the car. She pushed Sean against the door and kissed him hard. Reaching for his khaki's and opening them right there. "What if I can't wait until the cottage?" She asked as she went down to his cock again. Sean grabbed Christina and pulled her up to him. He pushed her over to the hood of the car and bent her over. He pulled her skirt up and held her panties to the side. Sean slid a finger in her as he got close. Her pussy was freshly shaved and he smiled as she found another way to please him. "Then my cock stuffed in your cunt will have to do for now baby." Sean growled in her ear Sean pushed deep into Christina's pussy on the first stroke. Christina moaned as Sean reached around and teased her clit as he pummeled her pussy on their car. Christina held herself up as Sean held her hips and thrust into her. Christina pushed her hips back moving her ass up and down for him. Sean reached up and gave her huge boobs a rough squeeze through her halter top. Christina knew how to get Sean to fuck her the way she liked so she started to tell him what he didn't see on the dance floor. "Yeah baby, give it to me. That guy on the dance floor fucked me just like this. Him and his wife just pulled me to a corner and fucked me fast. I wish you could have seen it." Christina told him. Sean started fucking her harder than ever and said. "You're a whore; I'm gonna fuck you like a whore." Sean held her hips and pulled almost all the way out. He rammed his cock into his wife pussy as he pushed his thumb into her ass. Christina squealed and bucked her hips back into Sean again. Sean was fucking his wife as he worked her asshole. Christina reached around and grabbed her asscheeks to spread them for Sean. "Cum for me!" she begged "cum in my cunt and take my asshole next. I love your hard cock deep in my pussy!" Christina moaned as Sean felt himself ready to cum. He pulled out and turned her around. Christina sat on the hood under Sean as he stroked his cock and she licked his ball sack. "Here I cum baby!!! Drink my cum slut!" Sean growled as Christina wrapped her lips around his cockhead and he squirted cum down her throat. Sean watched his sexy slutty wife take his cum and swallow it all. She pulled away and a single strand of saliva and cum reached from her tongue to the tip of his cock. Sean reached down and fed it to her as she started to stand up. "That was great baby, now take me back and really fuck me!" she teased. Sean put Christina in the car and they quickly left. The whole way back Christina was teasing Sean's cock with her nails or his ears with her tongue. Sean wasn't innocent though, he'd been rubbing Christina's pussy through her panties, licking the juices that soaked though. Several times they had to stop so they could make out for a minute or so. They were all over each other, it was fantastic! As soon as they arrived that their cottage Christina quickly went inside. Sean made it inside a few minutes later and found his sexy wife on the bed. She had pulled up her skirt and was lying on her back propped up by her elbows. Sean noticed she was still wearing her black strapless bra, stocking and purple heels. He approached the edge of the bed and looked at her. Christina opened her legs to reveal her slick wet pussy. She ran her nails along her pussy lips and licked the juices from them. "I need to make sure you can still use your tongue....Come lick my pussy baby!" Christina told her husband as he slowly took his clothes off. "Come here sexy!" Sean replied and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Sean went to his knees at the edge as Christina propped herself up. He started by kissing her thighs and using his fingertips to tease her clit. Sean kissed his way to his wife's pussy and gave it a small kiss. Using the tip of his tongue Sean teased her clit as he slowly rubbed her lips. Christina moaned as Sean started to use his tongue on her pussy full time. Slowly he licked her pussy up and down, making Christina buck her hips to his tongue. He pulled her to him again; making sure her gorgeous asshole was within reach of his tongue. Sean worked his way to her asshole as Christina squeezed her big tits thru her bra. His first kiss was as she picked up working her clit where Sean left off. Sean still had two fingers in Christina's pussy as the tip of his tongue began to probe her asshole. Sean slid one more finger in her as Christina worked her clit and Sean probed deeper in her ass with his tongue. Sean looked up at her as squirmed again and he slid his fingers down to her asshole. Christina looked at her husband and decided she needed to be fucked again to lube Sean enough to fuck her ass. "I want you now babe." Christina told Sean "I need you to fuck me some more." Sean looked back at her and smiled. He pulled back and got on the edge of the bed. Christina came to the edge as well. Sean opened her pussy and slid his hard cock right in. Christina grabbed the pillows and propped herself up so she could easily help her husband. She started to tease her clit as Sean pumped into her, her long nails glistening with her pussy juices. Sean held on to Christina's waist and let one hand move to her huge bra covered tits to squeeze them. Christina reached up to hold her tits as Sean pumped into her pussy harder than ever. Sean bent over his wife and kissed her tits thru the heavy bra material. "I'll take it off when you fuck me doggystyle baby!" Christina said. Sean pulled out and they moved around so Christina could take the bra off. Sean used the pillows to put her ass in the air and then went to work fucking her cunt again. Christina reached behind her and spread her ass cheeks for Sean as he pumped in and out of her. Sean slid two fingers into Christina's ass to get her ready. Christina moaned as her husband slowly pushed his fingers in her asshole. Sean slowed his rhythm to help Christina get used to it all. She moved around so she could watch Sean. "You like this babe? My fingers in your ass as I slowly fuck you?" he asked "Mmmmm, yeah. I'm ready for your cock in my ass sexy. Do it now, I want it now!" Christina said as she reached to her husband. Sean pulled out and used some of Christina's juices on her asshole. Slowly he pushed against her asshole with the head of his cock. Christina wanted to scream as Sean pushed in her ass. She took Sean's hand and began to lewdly suck on his fingers as the head pushed into her. Sean felt the most intense pressure on the head of his cock and knew he was inside her. Christina looked at Sean as the pain subsided and their eyes met. "Fuck me baby, fuck me hard!" Christina told Sean Sean grabbed Christina's hips and increased his rhythm. Christina felt him inside and began to work her pussy. Sean joined her and they felt his cock through the thin walls separating her ass and pussy. Sean held her hips and teased Christina's clit as he began fucking her as hard as he could. "I want you on top of me baby. I need you to suck these big tits as you slam my ass." Christina said as she hefted her boobs Sean pulled out and Christina got on her back. She slid three fingers in her pussy and then used her own juices like before to lube her asshole. Sean pushed in again, much easier this time. Sean slowly fucked his wife wanting her to feel the sensation as he did it. He took her hand and placed it on her pussy. Christina caught on quickly and began to finger fuck herself as Sean pumped into her ass. Sean held his wife at the waist as she wrapped her legs around his waist and held on tight. Sean started fucking her as fast as he could. Christina moaned loudly as Sean pushed his cock deep into her ass. Reaching up she pulled her to him and Sean went to her big tits. He sucked her nipples as Christina reached around and held him to her. "Oh fuck baby, your gonna make me cum!" Christina yelled suddenly. "My pussy is about to explode!" Sean pulled back and started to fuck his sexy wife with long smooth strokes. He was moving in and out of her asshole so easily now. Sean held her at the hips as Christina screamed loudly as she hit her peak and started to cum. Christina bucked her hips wildly as Sean continued to fuck his wife through her orgasm. Sean looked into Christina's eyes and saw a look of total wantonness. Christina grabbed her tits and began to squeeze her them and pinch her nipples. Her eyes glazed over and Christina's pussy flooded with her juices. Sean felt his balls tighten and knew he couldn't last much longer. "Cum for me sexy!" Christina said, rubbing her clit with one hand and squeezing her tits with the other. "I want you're cum on my big tits!" Sean started fucking his wife's tight asshole harder than ever. Christina screamed again as Sean pushed two fingers in her pussy. They fucked both her holes as Sean felt himself ready to go. Sean pulled out slowly and Christina started stroking him immediately. Christina got under Sean and gave the underside of his cock a long lick as she slid a finger to his asshole. "Your turn baby!" she said. Christina was under Sean as his cock erupted on her tits. Sean's thick white cum covered Christina's tits as she pushed her finger in and out of his ass. Christina rubbed her tits and massaged it into her skin. Sean moved down to her and attacked his wife's big tits. Sean licked what was left of his cum from Christina's tits and kissed his way up her neck to her warm mouth. Sean kissed his wife deeply and they shared his cum. Christina moved down to Sean's cock and took it in her mouth one last time. She took him all the way down until the head almost touched the back of her throat. She pulled back and pulled him down to her. They kissed deeply and lay there spent. A Night Out Jack knocked on my door and I was waiting for him dressed as he had requested earlier that day on the phone. His hazel eyes gave me a look of approval as he glanced up and down my body. Jack loved the way I looked in my short, tight, lacy black dress. Like he asked, I wore no panties and a pair of sexy black high heels that accentuated my long, tanned legs. I let my dark curls fall loosely over my shoulders. I couldn't help but notice how great he looked in his black shirt that showed off his muscular arms and wide chest. His blonde hair was a nice contrast to the dark clothing he wore. He told me that we were going to dinner and then dancing at a private club that he had heard about. We arrived at the restaurant and Jack asked for a table that was in a dark corner at the far end of the room. We started out having a few drinks to loosen up before dinner. We had agreed that before going on to the club that we would get each other as aroused as possible. We discussed details about sexual experiences. We described our favorite positions and best places to have public sex. I took off my heels so I could use my feet to caress him under the table and I could feel his cock beginning to harden. He ran his hand up and down my thigh, hesitating slightly at my bare pussy. We finally finished dinner and could barely keep our hands to ourselves as we made our way to the car. I could feel the cold leather seats on my bare ass and it sent a shiver up my body. All the way to the club we let our playful hands roam all over each other. His hands found their way to my now wet crevice. I unzipped his pants and held his swollen shaft in my hand. Upon arriving at the club, we had to stop ourselves from jumping into the back seat and ending it right then. We entered the club in such a heightened sense of arousal that it took me awhile to notice my surroundings. The women were dressed in very sexy clothes. Some had on lacy lingerie, some were wearing sheer blouses, and many with short skirts that allowed their butt cheeks to show. It became obvious that this wasn't the usual club. The dance floor was filled with couples or groups or just single women who were all fondling each other. There was a dance pole in front of a mirrored wall with a naked girl who was upside down on it, her legs wide open as her partner watched her, along with many others sitting at tables surrounding the dance floor. Jack took my hand and led me down a long hallway. There were rooms with closed doors and rooms with windows that we could see couples fucking each other on the bed. There was a huge room with couches filled with couples watching movies, women being fingered, and men's cocks being sucked. We decided to sit at a tall table near the dance floor. Jack sat in the chair and I leaned my back into his muscular chest so I was facing the dance floor. I could feel his rock hard cock against my butt. There was so much going on, I didn't know where to look. Suddenly I felt Jack's hands on my breasts and he was lightly pinching my nipples, making them erect. This sent sensations down my spine and right to my pussy. His hands slowly moved down my sides and he slipped them under my dress and onto my throbbing clit. It didn't take long before he was sliding his fingers in and out of me. I was being masturbated in public! The rush of the excitement moved through my whole being as I felt my love lips pulsating. I moaned as my orgasm sent me whirling. I took Jack's hand and hurriedly found our way to the room with the movie playing. I pushed him into a dark corner, unzipped his pants and unleashed his big, thick cock. I dropped to my knees and began sucking, licking and bitting his hot shaft. My hands were quickly stroking up and down I stood up, spread my legs and guided his penis inside me. Our bodies were pounding against the wall as we both exploded and climaxed together. We quickly fixed our clothes, grabbed each other by the hand and hurried out to the car. A Night Out They had been married for 3 years now and though they had sex frequently something was missing. One night when the children had been left with a sitter, they when their separate ways, him with his co-workers and her with her girlfriends. After one too many drinks, Lisa called the sitter to check on the kids and told her that she would be checking into a hotel and drew should be home soon. "But ma'am drew called about 10 minutes ago and told me the same thing." The sitter exclaimed. "Where did he say he was going?" Lisa asked, curious to see where he was. The sitter told her where Drew was heading for the night. Lisa's mind was racing of what she could do. "All right, thank you, I hope you don't mind staying?" "No not at all. Please be safe." "Will do, don't you worry" she hung up the phone and called a taxi. She checked in to the hotel and asked if he was there yet. She left a message at the desk. Then she waited. Drew got to the hotel and asked if there were any rooms left. After showing his ID and man behind the counter gave him a message letting him know that a beautiful woman was waiting for him in the bar on the other side of the lobby. Very confused he walked over to the bar and scanned the room when his eyes fell upon a woman in a red dress. Though he had seen this woman every day for the last 3 years, there was something different about her in this light. She looked sensual and sexy. Drew had not seen her this way since the day they met in a scenario much like this now. Lisa walked up to him slowly with a curve in her hip as she walked, put her hand on Drew's shoulder and slid it down his arm. She latched on to his hand and led him to her room. Drew watched her as she led him away. She had a dress with an open back which show the curve in her spin and went down to the small of her back. He felt an excitement pulsate through him like a flood gate slowly being opened. They got to the room and Lisa said nothing, but led him to the bed and laid him down. She hiked up her dress and swung her leg over him to straddle him. She felt the longing grow under his belt and she smiled, bent down and kissed his neck as she unbuttoned his shirt. She continued down his chest until she hit his belt. Drew began it quiver with anticipation when she began to undo his belt and jeans. She slid his pants down and put the tip of his penis in between her parted lips. She moved her mouth up and down his pulsating cock until he could not handle it any more. He pulled her towards him and moved his hand down her back making her shiver. He unzipped her dress and pulled down her hips reviling her breasts and her pink nipples that had become hard with excitement. Drew pulled her on top of him and she moved her clit over his cock until nether of them could wait any longer. He penetrated her wet cunt with force and her let out a moan of pleasure. She began to rock her body feeling cock move inside her. She began to feel like she was going to scream when he pulled her face down to his mouth and kissed her sliding his tongue into her mouth and shifted and through her on her back. He was looking at her with such intensity in almost scared her. Drew seemed to engulf Lisa as he thrust his way back into her tight pussy. He fucked her as she moaned with pleasure. He almost couldn't handle himself as she arched her back. Her pussy became tighter as she climaxed with a scream and Drew could no longer hold back and with a grunt he climaxed and let his load go inside her. They sat there for a moment to catch their breath. And looked deep in each others eyes and knew that's what they had been missing. The next morning they went about their normal business and picked up her car and went home to relive the sitter. "How was your guys' night?" the sitter asked. They smiled at each other told her it was fine and sent her on her way. A Night Out My friend and I were hanging out at a local bar one night. We were talking and having a few drinks when the conversation turned to strip poker. Being a little tipsy I didn't notice the waiter had come up to our table. My normal luck seemed to stand because he mentioned that if we wanted there was a backroom where we could have a game. Blushing, I laughed and continued to sit and talk to my friend. The conversation turned dirty and he started telling me about screwing a girl in a bar bathroom. I could feel my pussy start to drip as he told me about pushing his hard cock into her pussy and how it tensed around his cock as she came. I told him it was time for me to head home and he suggested we go out a different way. I shrugged as he led me towards the back. The waiter stopped us and asked if we had decided to take him up on his offer. My friend nodded and I couldn't find anything to say as they led me to a back room. I noticed a table and three chairs set up and realized that the waiter was going to play too. The waiter had set a couple shots at each spot. I was so nervous I drank them both before I sat down. Between the alcohol and the wetness dripping between my legs, I couldn't pay attention to the cards and quickly lost the first hand. They both looked at me expectantly to see what I was going to take off. I reached underneath my skirt and tugged off my underwear. My friend laughed and said that it was a little pointless being modest as they were going to see it all anyways. I placed them on the table and my friend took them and put them in his pocket. The waiter started asking me what it felt like sitting there with two men knowing that one of them had my underwear. Embarrassed, I looked down at my cards and quickly chose my discards. This time I was lucky enough to have a pair and I felt confident that I could win. My friend decided to fold as I looked like I had something. The waiter was not shaken by my confidence at all and bugged me about losing the next hand. I was so sure that I would win that when he suggested doubling the bet I agreed. He showed his hand and I could feel my bubble burst. Even though I had a pair, he won the hand. I wanted to get it over with as soon as possible so I hurried to remove my tank top and bra. My friend and the waiter started discussing my breasts as I sat there and waited for the last hand to be dealt. My friend was taking his time shuffling and I was starting to squirm anxiously. The hand was dealt and I had nothing. Because I was having trouble focusing, I didn't fold even though I should have. My friend turned over his cards and I realized I had lost the hand. I realized that, while I was sitting there with just my skirt, both men were completely dressed. I started to stammer that this was fun but I needed to be getting home. My friend said that was fine but I was wearing something that belonged to him now. The waiter grinned at him and suggested that perhaps there was a way for me to get my clothes back. Relief rushed over me as I eagerly agreed saying that I would do anything to get my clothes back. My friend cocked his eyebrow at me and asked me if I was sure. I nodded enthusiastically. The waiter gestured for my friend to go ahead and take the lead. I looked back and forth between the two of them unsure what was happening. He walked up to me and took my hand for me to stand up. I stood up in front of him and he put his hands behind my neck and angled my face up towards him. He started to kiss me softly on the lips. He took his time and nibbled on my lower lip before deepening the kiss. I could feel my body start to tingle and rose up on my toes to get closer. He caressed my body moving his hands down my back until he reached my skirt. I felt a pull at the zipper and it fell to the ground. I moaned as his hands grabbed my ass and pulled my body hard against his. The fabric of his shirt brushed against my erect nipples. My bare pussy started to ache from feeling so empty. He moved his hands up so they were on my shoulders then slid them down my arms until they gripped my wrists. He pushed them behind my back and put them into one hand. I moaned as he massaged my breasts with his free hand, pinching and pulling at my nipples, causing me to gasp as they hardened. He turned me around so my hands were between us. My mouth dropped open as I looked up and realized the waiter was still in the room. I had managed to forget all about him with my friend was touching me. My friend continued exploring with his free hand while kissing and nibbling on my neck. The waiter walked up and started kneading my breast. He bent over taking my other breast in his mouth. He flicked his tongue over my nipple before letting his mouth close around it. I moaned as my friend's hand brushed against my wet pussy. As he started to press harder I rubbed my pussy against his hand hoping for some sort of release. He commented on how wet it was and that I seemed to be ready for anything now. I nodded with the only thing on my mind being the empty feeling in my pussy. Both men stopped what they were doing and stepped back. I looked at them feeling more exposed than ever. My friend undid his jeans and told me to get down on my knees in front of him. I knelt down as he pulled out his cock. He told me to lick his cock so I ran my tongue up and down the length of it, circling the head with my tongue every time I reached the top. I brought my one hand up to rub his cock as I continued to explore with my tongue. I circled his head with my tongue before taking it in my mouth. I gently stroked his cock as the head slid deeper in and out of my mouth. My pussy started to throb and I wanted his cock in me so bad. I moved my hand out of my way so I could get as much as possible. I moved his cock in and out of my mouth going as far as was comfortable. I let my hand wander down between my legs and felt how wet I was. I started to take my time, playing, alternating between sucking soft and hard, while rubbing my pussy spreading around the moisture. My friend put his hands behind my head and started driving his cock in and out of my mouth. I stopped playing with my pussy so that I could put my hands on his ass encouraging him further. As he quickened the pace all I could do was relax and let him do what he wanted to. He drove his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. I glanced out the corner of my eye to see the waiter stroking his cock. I could feel my pussy start to seep as he stroked in time with my friend. My friend drove into my mouth one last time as I felt his cum spray the back of my throat. He took his hands off the back of my head pulling his cock from my mouth. I swallowed what was left in my mouth before gently reaching up to lick every drop from his cock. As I let his cock go, he stepped back being replaced by the waiter. The waiter stepped in front of me. I wondered what I'd gotten myself into. I licked his cock up and down before taking his head in my mouth. Unlike my friend, he didn't seem to want to take his time at all. He put his hand in my hair and tugged it allowing him to push his cock deeper into my mouth. I looked up at him and he was staring down, watching his cock move in and out of my mouth stretching the sides. He started moving his cock deeper in and out and I could feel him pressing against the back of my throat. This time when I looked up at him I could feel his eyes burning into mine. He pulled his cock from my mouth and told me to bend over the table. I stood up and walked over to the table. Both my friend and the waiter came to stand behind me. As I bent over the table, they started to discuss the view. They walked up behind and each started to rub a side of my ass. I don't know who but one of them moved their hands down and was using it to rub my pussy. They kept talking but I was so turned on that I couldn't make out what the words were. I moaned as I felt my clit being played with. I could feel one of them pushing a finger in my pussy and start moving it in and out. He started twisting it around and I could feel my pussy stretching. He started to work in another finger and I pushed back, trying to help, wanting to feel more. He took his fingers out and I whimpered at the empty feeling. I felt a cock sliding into my wet cunt. I didn't know whose it is but I didn't really care either. I moaned as it moved in and out of me. I could feel my head being pulled up and saw my friend in front of me. He brought his cock up to my face and I opened my mouth invitingly. I started to work his cock with my tongue as I felt the waiter fucking me harder from behind. They both pulled out just as my body started to build to orgasm. I cried out from the frustration of being so close and not being able to cum. They started to talk from behind me again. I felt two fingers being shoved into my empty cunt. They were gone as quickly as they'd been put there. Two hands spread my ass to make sure that everything was showing. I could feel the two fingers wet from my juices working their way around my anus. It felt odd knowing that there were two men standing behind me watching my body react to them playing with my ass. I quickly forgot anything about it when I felt the fourth hand rubbing my pussy and started to feel the two fingers playing with my anus start to work their way in. I could feel the one finger being twisted opening me up for the second finger. My body pushed back against all the hands wanting more. They both moved away and told me to stand up. The waiter laid on the table and told me to climb on top of him. I climbed up on the table and, straddling him, guided his hard cock into my pussy. I started to move up and down working his cock in and out of me when he grabbed me in such a way that I couldn't move anymore. He pulled me forward and I felt my friend come up behind me. I felt as he played with my ass, opening me before pressing his head into the only empty hole left for him. I groaned as he slowly moved it deeper and deeper into me. I moaned as I began to feel fuller than I've ever felt before. I started to squirm wanting something but not quite sure what. I moaned louder as they both started moving their cocks in and out of me. I begged them to keep fucking me as I felt both holes being stretched. They started to move in and out of me faster and I cried out as my body was hit by the strongest orgasm I've ever had. They continued to stroke in and out causing tremors in my body until I felt them both start to pulse, shooting their cum inside me. My friend pulled out first and I could feel my ass start to close. I rolled off the waiter and I could feel his cum start to drip from me. They both got up and each handed me my clothing. When I went to get dressed I saw that there was no underwear and my bra was missing. When I pointed it out they both grinned and said we'd discuss those later. I pulled my tank top and skirt back on. The waiter offered to give us a ride home as his shift was over and it was easier than calling a cab. We walked down the back hall and through the kitchen to the back lot where his truck was sitting. I could feel their cum start to leak out of me as we walked. As I stepped up into the truck to sit into the middle I was very aware that they both could see everything. I giggled to myself thinking there was no point being shy now. I sat in between them, laid my head back, and, closing my eyes, listened to the radio. They each had a hand roaming over my body as the waiter drove home. I smiled as I wondered how I could get my underwear back. A Night Out... I sat at home on this particular Friday night. My wife, Susan, had called earlier from work to let me know, that she planned to stop off at a bar with some co-workers for a drink or two. This was fine, as it had been a long day and a night of television alone sounded really inviting. About 8:15 the phone rang, it was Susan. It seems everyone went their separate ways after one drink, but she was not ready to call it a night. She asked me to please come join her. Well the thought of being in a bar with my wife, knowing that the drunker she got, the wilder she became, got me instantly excited. I agreed, hung up the phone, grabbed my jacket and was out the door. As I drove to the bar, my thoughts were filled with visions of Susan. I knew that once she was drinking, she would indulge my smoking fetish. Thoughts of her smoking Virginia Slim 120's, blowing the smoke at me and teasing me were enough to give me a massive erection. I arrived at the bar, parked the car and headed inside with great anticipation of what the night would offer. Once inside, I looked around for Susan. There, in a back corner table I could see her shoulder length red hair flowing side to side. She was wearing a nice white sweater that showed off her massive breasts wonderfully. She had a knee length black leather skirt on with black pantyhose and some nice heels. She was still wearing her black leather gloves, "Yes!” I had thought to myself. In addition to my smoking fetish, Susan knew the sight of her in any type of leather or latex would drive me into a sexual frenzy. She threw up her hand and said, “Honey, over here!". I made my way through the bar to where she was sitting. She got up and gave me a big hug and a kiss. "Oh thank you so much for coming out, I just wasn't ready to go home yet". We sat down and motioned for the waitress. We ordered a round of drinks and as the waitress left, Susan reached out and touched my face. "We are gonna have some fun tonight." She smiled a wicked smile and winked at me. Of course a big grin came across my face, as I thought of all the possibilities the night could bring. "What are you two doing here?" I heard the all too familiar voice from behind me. It was Hanna, our neighbor and Susan's "drinking buddy", as we affectionately called her. "Hanna", Susan said," Sit down and join us". Hanna sat down beside her and hugged her and kissed her cheek. "Have you been here long?" Susan inquired. "No, just got here, had a date, but the ass-hole cancelled on me. What are you two kids doing?" "I was here with people from work, but then they all left. So, I called Ben and made him come out for a wild night on the town" Susan answered. The waitress had returned with our drinks. Susan picked up her glass and said, “Here’s to a wild night!". We clanked our glasses together and all took a drink. Susan got up and went to the ladies room. When she returned, she had a fresh pack of Virginia Slims and a pack of matches. She sat down and opened the pack and pulled one of the long white cigarettes from the pack and proceeded to light it. Hanna looked in astonishment. "Since when do you smoke?” Susan exhaled and spoke, "Oh, only when I'm drinking and I want to get Ben worked up". She smiled her wicked smile. "Well give me one then, we'll really get him excited!" Hanna grinned as she pulled a cigarette from the pack. She placed it to her lips and Susan leaned over and lit it for her. Well needless to say, my hormones were raging by this point! Hanna was a little shorter then Susan, but had large breast as well. She had long thick blonde hair and a nice body to boot. The sight of my beautiful wife leaning over while smoking to light the cigarette of another beautiful lady was almost too much for to handle. My penis was throbbing and I thought I would blow my load, right then and there. Susan was well aware of the effect all this was having on me. She made sure all of her exhales were aimed right at me. She also, had begun to flirt with Hanna. After a few minutes of all this, Susan stood up and said she had to use the ladies room. This time, Hanna got up and went with her. The ladies were in the restroom an unusually long time. When they returned, Susan announced that it was time to go. She said we should leave her and Hanna's cars here and all ride in the van. Since I was the soberest in the bunch, and by now the horniest, I agreed. I got into the driver's seat, Susan got into the passenger seat and Hanna climbed on to the middle bench seat. "You gonna be alright all alone back there, Hanna?" Susan asked. "No I'm not, why don't you bring your ass back here and keep company?" Susan climbed back without hesitation. Susan immediately pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. "Where's mine?” "Oh, I thought that we would just share this one, Hun." Susan answered back. As she exhaled her smoke and placed her hand holding the cigarette up to Hanna's mouth. She inhaled then exhaled slow and seductively. I adjusted my ever throbbing stiffy. "What's going on back there?" Susan took a long drag on her cigarette and said,"Oh, nothing much, Hanna and I figured we would just share a cigarette and make out, while you drive us home". Hanna leaned over and laid her head on Susan's breast. "Yeah, you don't mind if I get it on with your luscious wife while you drive do you?" I smiled and said "No ma'am, I don't mind at all". As I looked into the rear view mirror, I saw Hanna look up and she and Susan began kissing long and deep. When they stopped, Susan took a drag off of the cigarette and exhaled inches from Hanna's mouth, allowing her to take in the second hand smoke. Hanna was now on her knees between Susan's legs, her skirt was pushed up to her waist. They began to kiss again. I tuned slightly in time to see Susan grab Hanna in a passionate embrace, while the hand with the cigarette found its way to Hanna's ass and grabbed it firmly. I almost wrecked. I regained my composure and adjusted the rear view, so I could see the action but still drive. The ladies continued to smoke, fondle and kiss the rest of the way home. When the van had stopped, we all got out and went inside. Once inside, Susan instructed me to sit on the couch until she called for me. I did as I was told. I sat down and watched Susan lead Hanna off to the bedroom. I immediately began to stroke my now aching cock. My shorts were soaked with pre-cum jizz. A few minutes passed and I heard Susan call me to the bedroom. I rounded the corner and entered the bedroom. "Stop right there, Ben!" "Turn around and remove your clothes, all of them", Susan ordered, and I obeyed. Once I was naked, she told me to turn around. I saw Susan still in her leather skirt and gloves and smoking a fresh Virginia Slim. She was sitting in our pappazan chair and Hanna was completely naked and sitting at Susan’s feet and smoking a cigarette and caressing Susan's inner leg. "Oh you were right Susan, his cock is about to explode. What should we do about that?" "I think that he should stand in the corner and jerk off while you lick my pussy some more" Susan instructed. I went to the corner and began to masturbate. Hanna rolled over onto her knees and began to lick her way towards Susan's pussy. Hanna put her cigarette out and started to lick Susan's pussy. Susan moaned and took a drag on her cigarette and blew in my general direction. "Why don't you come closer, so you can see her licking my pussy, I know you want to see this!" Susan insisted. I walked over to the chair and saw Hanna licking furiously at Susan's beautiful pussy. I felt Susan's leather clad hand on my cock. "I want to suck your dick while I smoke this cigarette and she licks my pussy". I was happy to oblige. Man, it doesn't get any better then this, I thought. A smoky blow job performed to perfection by my wife while another woman eats her pussy. Just then the blow job stopped, Susan placed her cigarette in her mouth and wrapped both hands around Hanna's head. She began to arch back and moan really loud! I knew she was about to cum. "OH YES!!!! YES!!! YES!!!" Susan screamed passionately as Hanna lapped up her juice as it flowed from her pussy. Susan pulled Hanna toward her and kissed her passionately. "Now it's your turn Hun." Susan said. She traded places with Hanna and got on her hands and knees between Hanna's legs. Susan looked up at me and smiled. "Mmmm her pussy smells so sweet, I hope it taste as good as it smells." Susan leaned forward and dragged her tongue up Hanna's pussy and flicked it at her swollen clit. "Mmmm it does." Susan started going down on Hanna. To my knowledge, this was the first time Susan had ever been with another woman. We had talked about it during the heat of passion, but I never imagined it would ever happen. Susan stopped and looked up. "Ben, why don't you come and mount me from behind, Hanna Hun, would you light a cigarette?” I moved around behind her and worked my swollen cock up to her hot wet pussy. I slid right in, and she moaned as I began to pump her from behind. Hanna reached for a cigarette and lit it up. She made sure she exhaled right at me. Susan began to lick Hanna's pussy in an all consuming rage. I could tell that she was really enjoying the taste of her friend's pussy. We all knew Hanna was close to cumming. She placed the cigarette in the ashtray and began to fuck Susan's face. "That's it baby! Suck my clit, just like that!” Hanna screamed out. Susan was fingering her own clit while I fucked her doggy style, I knew she too, was close to cumming. Hanna screamed out just as I pumped my cock just right into Susan's hot pussy. My dick shot its load up into my wife just as she and Hanna were screaming out in unison. "Oh YES!!!!” We had all cum at the same time. Susan slid up closer to Hanna and began to kiss her deeply. They pulled me up to them and I kissed them both. Susan reached for a cigarette and lit it up. The two of them took turns taking drags on the Virginia Slim, when Hanna noticed my dick starting to stiffen up. "Wow Susan, you were right, His dick is getting hard again!” Susan took a drag off of the cigarette, exhaled the smoke onto my dick and began to suck it. She stopped and looked up. "Yes I know how to get him up, but I think I'll need your help again getting him down". As Hanna got on her knees next to Susan, I knew this was going to be the night out that I would never forget. The End A Night Out? The text message told her, they were going out, to have "A 'Night Out', tonight, at seven, be ready", she read it again and again, she loved her surprises. At seven the car pulled up at the door, horn beeped and she stepped out from the house, locking the door behind her before hurrying to the car. A kiss on the cheek and that knowing smile told her she would have some fun tonight but no hint of what was to come, she sat, as he drove before they, eventually, arrived at a hotel. After checking in he took her straight to the bar, sitting chatting over a drink before he turned to her commenting "This will be a 'Night Out' with a difference" and in a serious voice asking her if she would be able to do what she was told, she nodded as he continued to tell her she was not speak, but just, enjoy, she breathed heavily before nodding some more. Minutes later, she was led to the bedroom by the hand, he stood her by the bed while he went into the bathroom and flicked the shower on, she waited. Behind her, his hands slipped round her waist, she stood silently, as she had been instructed, his hands started to unbutton her top, from the bottom, gradually moving up, button after button, an arm brushing against a sensitive nipple, the last button unfastened her top hung loosely. His hands slipped her top of her shoulders, dropping it to the floor, leaning her head to the side, his breathe hot against her neck he smelt her, his hands started removing the belt of her jeans, as he whispered, telling her what she was going to do, to have done, to her, the button of the jean, the zip sliding down, her breath heavy, his hands in the waistband shuffled her jeans down, over her bum, her hips, they dropped to the floor.. She stood as he bent down, taking a leg, lifting it and slipping off her jeans, sock and trainer, first one then the other, standing, his hands ran down her back, up, massaging, squeezing her shoulders, his lips touched, softly, wet, kissed her neck, the hands played with her back for ages before running along the edge of her thong, one started drawing circles on her tummy, before both, sliding up her back, stopped at her bra strap, it became loose, the hands continued up her back before fingers slipped under the straps, slipping them off and it, to, dropped to the floor. Her mind spun, he was driving her wild, but she had to just stand there while he played, teased with her, her eyes shut, she loved it when all of a sudden he stopped and she heard him walk away, she stood waiting, wondering, thinking, anticipating, it was only for a minute but it felt a lot longer before she heard him behind her, again. The cold made her jump a little, it was metal, running up her leg, she went to look but stopped, she wasn't allowed, the cold, metal, ran up her from her ankle, past her knee, her thigh, two snips, god, the scissors, her thong dropped to the floor, she stood, naked waiting, when... The scissors were dropped, she heard a 'click', then cold liquid, dripped on her shoulder sending a shiver through her, more liquid, baby oil, dribbled along her shoulder, down her spine, the bottle dropped then the hands started massaging it, firm, pressing strokes across her shoulders, fingers working up her neck, down her back, her side, down her arms, round her tummy, god, she wanted touched, her breasts ached, her nipples, her pussy, but yet he worked everywhere bar there, god, it felt soo good, then she felt both arms and hands, either side of her, slip round her waist, slipping the word with all the baby oil before working slowly up from the top of her hips they nudged further and further up till slowly she felt them cup each breast, her tits, squeezing them, kneading them, fingers rolling her nipples, a soft moan, the hands gave her tits the attention she ached for and the time spent on them was fantastic compensation, his lips on her cheek, kissing, licking, smelling, whispering the hands working her tits, she felt she was going to explode, god, cum without her pussy even being touched, then... One hand slid down her stomach, wrapped in his arms, held, one hand playing with one tit, then the other, the other hand, god those fingers, slid down her stomach before they spread, running lightly over her, following every crease of her pussy. Fingers either side of each lip, a thumb brushing, jesus, brushing her clit, sending shudders through her. He continued with a constant motion, stroke after stroke after stroke, holding her, stroking her till her legs, quivered, her body shook as it surged through her, the thumb, it's touch so light, but yet, he held her, she bit her lip, moaning, jesus it was good. After holding her, ripples running through her, her breathing slowing, slightly, for, well, it must have been five minutes but it could have been less, in fact she couldn't really care less, he lay her across the bed, lying on her back looking, watching, watching as he ... Started to strip, removing his tie, his jacket, throwing it over the seat in the corner, unbuttoning his shirt, sitting on the edge of the bed undoing the laces of his shoes, removing them, she lay and watched, silently, as she had been told, the shoes, socks, off, he stood, his shirt unbuttoned, his belt was next, the shirt dropped on the seat, she watched, unfastening his suit trousers, she watched intently as he removed them folding them on a hanger before placing the jacket over it to. He turned to her, a hand beckoning her to come over, she did, standing before him, his hands on her shoulder, she knelt... He placed her hands on the waist band of his boxer shorts at the side of his hips, she knew what she had to do, pulling them out a little, she slipped them down, down over his cock, slipping down his thighs till they slid to the floor, she stared, his cock, rock hard inches from her face, her mouth opened, she went to lean forward, to take it, a hand stopped her.. He stepped back, out of the boxer shorts, she sat kneeling, looking up, waiting, his outstretched hand taking her hand, getting up, he led her through to the shower, putting her in first, turning her round, leaning her back against the wall, the hot water cascading down on her, her heart raced, the excitement, the anticipation of what would happen next, the domination he had over her, but, god, how he brought her to levels of pleasure she had only ever imagined, it was fantastic. She stood, the water pouring all over her, head leaning back, her naked body before him, he looked at her, up and down, admiring her, he picked up the shower gel, she watched as he poured some into his hands, he told her to turn, place her hands above her, spread, against the wall, she did, she felt his foot tap hers, moving her feet further apart, she did, for a few moments she knew he was just looking at her, spread for him, before he started to wash her, from her feet he washed her thoroughly, very thoroughly but he did not play with her, although she wished he had, he washed from her toes to her head, she lent against the wall, enjoying, god it was thorough... A hand on her shoulder made her turn before he took her out, standing her back in the room, soaking, her heart raced, he had placed her by the window, naked, wet, facing out the window, not right at it but close enough that she could see the street below and the people walking along it, she stood, heart racing, waiting. A large white fluffy towel started drying her back, her shoulders, her arms, her bum, the back of her legs before she was turned, and the towel continued to dry her, her tits, tummy, pussy, thighs and the rest of her until no part of her was damp... She stood by the window, waiting, he had been gone for a while, leaving her, she heard him in the shower, the water splashing, she stood, listened, staring out the window, her mind racing about who could glance up and see her there, a car park across, she wondered if anyone was sitting in dark, in there car looking up at her, doing, well, jesus, she felt so fucking horny, the water stopping, the shower had been turned off, she waited. She had been stood there for a while; it must have been fifteen minutes since she had heard the door of the hotel click shut. He had left her there, standing, naked at the window, mind spinning, wondering, what next. Every now and then she glanced out the window, looking, when it caught her eye, the flash of a camera, she looked closer, my god, it's him, sitting on the wall beside the car park, looking up at her, camera in hand, watching her, admiring her, knowing that others would look up to see what he was looking at and they would see her. Her heart thumped in her chest, the thoughts raced through her mind, the feelings were sensational, she watched him, as he stood up, crossing the street, was he coming back, she wondered.. As the door opened she was tempted to turn, to look, but she didn't she stood, it shut, she listened as he put his jacket down, a newspaper dropping on the bed, the whirr of camera starting, the click, she wasn't sure but, she stood. He picked up the phone and called room service, it must have been room service, he ordered coffee and a sandwich before the receiver was placed down, the television was turned on, he was flicking through the channels, it then dawned on her, god, room service! Room service, some one delivers the coffee, the sandwich, they knock, bring it in, put it on the table, while she was stood there naked, would he leave her there, for them, him, her, whoever, to see. The time past slowly, her heart raced faster as she knew it couldn't be long before there would be a knock at the door, she was lost deep in her thought when his hands on her shoulder made her jump. He turned her round, his head stooped down and a warm, wet mouth suckled on first one nipple, then the other, she felt those fingers running along her crease, one dipping, checking how wet she was, and god, was she wet, the fingers and the mouth were getting her even wetter while the thoughts of that door being knocked were driving her wild, she was right on the edge but he stopped, stepping back, looking at her, it was then it happened, two knocks, not heavy but they reverberated in her mind, and a voice, a young mans voice, shouted "room service"... He could see it in her face, the torn between the excitement and the fear, look, he smiled, confidently, reassuringly, she waited, the seconds took an eternity to pass, he stared at her, straight in her eye, but his eyes also glanced at her wet, shiny nipples and further down, she knew she was soaking there to. A heavier knock and "room service" was shouted, louder. She looked at him, he... Turned, walked towards the bathroom, and shouted, the words echoed through her, "can you get the door darling", not so much a question as an instruction. She froze but he stopped at the bathroom door, turned, looking at her, he nodded, his head telling her to go answer the door, she looked at the towel, lying on the bed, he shook his head and shouted "your fine as you are, hurry up". She took a few steps, a few deep breathes, a few more steps when her hand gripped the door handle, her heart was absolutely thumping, and slowly she lowered the handle... She felt flushed as she slowly opened the door; hiding behind it, her head bowed a little as she heard the trolley rattling in closely followed by the young man who was pushing it to the centre of the room. As he stopped pushing, about to turn to her, her, standing, legs shaking, heart racing, eye's staring, behind the door, when he came out of the toilet grabbing the young mans attention with a "Hi, coffee and sandwich, great, "Thanks", handing him a tip before turning to her and saying... "Come over, darling", as he said it, the young man turned to look, his jaw dropped slightly, his eyes dropped further, and further before slowly moving up and down her as she nervously walked over, well, almost shuffled over towards his outstretched hand, she felt both their pair of eye's studying her, looking at her shiny, wet nipples and, yes, she knew her exposed pussy was there for them both to see. He took her hand, the young man seemed to have been fixed to the spot, now she was standing only a matter of feet away from him she could see that he must have been a student earning a little money at the weekend working at the hotel, his eyes stared, his mouth open, when he... Commented to the boy, "Isn't she beautiful?", he nodded seemingly unable to speak, he turned her to face the young man, placing her arms by her side, a hand brushing a very aroused nipple, a finger tweaking it ever so slightly but the feeling was far greater than the minimal effort it had taken, when she felt one hand on her bum, squeezing a cheek, pulling it slightly, her bum parted and she felt her lips part slightly, they were so wet, the young man stood transfixed when he said... "Would you like to touch her?", she stood, disbelieving but also excited, watching the head of this young man nod up and down as a hand played with her bum, pulling her cheeks further apart, a finger running down her, teasing her, when he told him to come closer, cupping a breast, offering it to him, his hand gripped it, squeezed it, roughly, the nipple was squashed as this hand and the one on her bum played with her, then the young man's other hand took hold, both breasts were being played with, squashed and squeezed, her eyes shut, she heard him say to him... "She loves to have her nipples sucked", he didn't need telling again, his lips wrapped round her nipple, the teeth scrapped against it causing her to shudder, his hands continued to play with her bum, her bum cheeks, a finger slid further under her, probing, a tongue flicked the tip of her nipple, oh god, jesus, she felt it welling deep inside her as she stood, sandwiched between the pair of them, barely able to move but not wanting to move either when she heard him tell the young man to... Stop, god no, not now, please, but he did, he stepped back, the hands let go of her bum and took her hand, leading her over to the bed they turned her and lay her across the bed, feet dangling over the edge on one side her head right at the edge of the other, she lay, almost panting, twice now she had been right on the edge and they had stopped, she wanted to cry out "fuck me, please, just fuck me" but she couldn't, she waited in anticipation, watching, aching, when... She watched as he picked up the phone, talking, telling someone that the lad who had come up with the coffee was helping him "sort something out and would it be ok if he helped for 30 minutes", her heart skipped, raced, what had he planned, what would they do to her, the nodding told her that they were ok, he could stay and sort 'something' out, her legs instinctively parted a little further, she saw the young man looking, staring, the bulge in his trousers told her that he liked what he saw... Putting the phone down he turned and commented to the young man that he might be a little comfier if he removed his clothes. Nervously he started to do so, as she watched, lying, looking but then he sat on the bed beside her taking her arms, placing them at her side, she glanced back to see the boy had removed his shirt, the belt of his trousers was coming off when he walked round the bed, blocking her view for a moment as he positioned her legs, parting them, exposing her further and she knew how wet she was, how open she would be for them to see, but seeing him, now slipping his boxer shorts down to expose his hard, solid cock, she bit on her lower lip, oh god, she wanted to feel it stretching her, driving into her, pounding her, she moved her legs, hips, parted them even further when... He asked the boy if he liked what he saw, he answered with another nod bringing a comment that maybe he would like to taste her, lick her, lick her pussy, she lay as the boy disappeared from sight and seconds later she felt him, his breathe followed quickly by his tongue running up the full length of her lips, dipping inside her, slurping her, her juices, she gripped the quilt, her knuckles white, her bum cheeks tight, she loved it but she so badly wanted more... He had only been licking for a minute or two when his voice said they had better get on and she felt his hands at her side, turning her, whispering to her to get on all 'fours', she didn't need telling again before he was positioning her, with her on her knees, moving them further apart before, moving round the bed, he pressed her back lower, her bum sticking up in the air, her nipples just brushing the quilt when she felt him pressing against her, he was letting the boy fuck her and god, did she want fucked, she pressed back against him as she felt him stretch her, sink deeper inside her moments later he was pressing hard against her bum, his hot hands held on to her hips as he started to pump in and out of her, she clung to the quilt, she saw he was sitting by the window, watching, watching her, her face, her expression.... His balls slapping against her, him watching her, the stranger, the young man fucking her with all the enthusiasm of youth she knew she would come shortly but before she had the chance to, she heard his grunts, she felt him slip out of her, cum splattering her, right up her back, over her bum, he groaned, she groaned, head sunk, she loved the feeling, being fucked, but don't stop now, god, not now, not again, he watched her, he knew, she looked up, looking across, at him, he winked... Walking over to her as he told the boy he had better get himself sorted out in the bathroom, he knelt beside her, her head, whispering, "just wait, you'll come, shortly, in fact going to explode" he kissed her on the cheek and told her to stay there. She did, kneeling, spread, open, on the bed, cum all over her bum, up her back, her wet pussy lips parted, waiting, wanting, her nipples, with her deep breathes, brushing the quilt. She heard them speak, she couldn't see them but she knew they could see her, a hand rested, placed, on her bum... Moments later a comment "Bye", the door closed, the young man was gone, she waited but she didn't have to wait long, she felt the towel run lightly over her back, her bum, cleaning her, slowly, before it disappeared, she waited, then something touched her pussy, made her jump, a finger lightly flicking her clit, then another, he mentioned about how good a girl she had been before the finger dipped into her, slipping out of her and running up her crack round to her bum... This finger paid more attention to her, to her bum, pressing against her, no, he couldn't, he wouldn't, would he, not there, surely, her thoughts were interrupted by his cock pressing against her, being run up and down her soaking lips she instinctively pushed back but it just teased her, penetrating her slightly before slipping out running the length of her, flicking her clit, pressing against her, in her slightly, she pressed back further before she felt it, he slowly pushed it further into her, deeper, and deeper till she felt him pressed against her hips, her bum, the finger was still there, running little circles round her bum, when, jesus... She felt it push, gently, but uncomfortably, into her, little by little, her bum, tight, but it forced it's way further in, her head pressed against the quilt, both holes being filled, she had never experienced anything like it, it felt uncomfortable to begin with, but, then, there was something, she wasn't sure what, but the feeling, the thoughts of how naughty she felt, the cock started grinding with her and she instinctively ground with it as the finger slowly slid out before pushing back in, he carried on playing with her, the finger was replaced by what must have been his thumb, his rhythm speeded up with his thrusts, she had been on the edge earlier, on more than one occasion but this time, with all the attention, with her pussy being pounded by harder, deeper, strokes, a steady constant pounding, the thumb in her, almost holding her, she clung to the bed, the words, the moans, fffuuuck, oh, goddd, it crashed through her, shaking every nerve, every bone in her body, seconds later she felt him twitch, a moan before she felt him thrust hard, pumping his cum deep into her, she felt him, her ripples, her senses danced. They were like two statues, frozen in time, fixed by the emotion, the energy drained but the senses reeling before she felt his thumb slip out of her, his cock followed, he flicked the quilt to the side and she flopped over, rolling under it as he rolled under the other side wrapping his arms round her she snuggled up to him, the heat of his body, the coziness of the bed, she had loved her 'Night Out'. A Night Out? The End A Night Out What a night. I had decided to stay in and just surf my favorite adult site. Playing a little here and there, maybe striking up a conversation with someone new. I wasn't planning on going out, meeting anyone or having incredible orgasm after orgasm. I started slow, jumping from this thread to that thread, answered some personal messages. I followed around one of my favorite ladies a bit. I flirted with a few guys, nothing much. Nothing was really going on so I decided to log off and take a long bath, seeing as how I was getting worked up, when I got a message from HoneyLover. She and I had talked a few times, even done a little flirting cyber, but had never really gotten carried away. Like me, she was bi-sexual and liked to play a little with everyone. She told me she was on a business trip and stuck in this small town in the mountains out here in California because her rental car had broken down. I asked her the name of the town. It was very close to mine. We talked about her trip and my job. We joked about our lacking the ability to keep a steady man in our lives. After a bit she mentioned wanting to step across the street to this bar/restaurant where she could hear the music rocking and that she would say hi later. Knowing where she was made my heart start to flutter. I knew what she looked like from her AV and thought a little evening seduction might be in order. I logged off the computer, showered and dressed quickly, no underwear, black bra and a lace bodysuit for later. Over that I wore jeans, a low cut, button down shirt and my fuck me boots. I did my hair and makeup and left in search of some fun. It was about an hour drive to where she was. I kept finding my thoughts wandering to my plans for tonight. Hopefully some drinks, some dancing and a long night of exploring each other's bodies. I decided to park at the hotel, just in case. I walked across the street and up to the restaurant where I could see her sitting at the bar through the glass windows in front. Her curves were covered in almost the same thing as mine; dark jeans, black sweater and boots. She was even more stunning in person with her long hair glistening in the lights from the dance floor, her red lips so inviting, the top of her breasts barely showing in her v-necked sweater. I could see a few guys vying for her attention. Knowing what she liked in a lover, I grinned slyly as I approached the doors. I walked up to the bar next to her, watching her eye me as I sauntered closer. I ordered a drink. As I waited for my drink, I turned to her and smiled. Her smile lit up the whole place. I extended my hand and introduced myself. "Hi Karen, I'm Jennifer!" I bubbled. My sly smile returned at her puzzled look at me knowing her name. "You know me as BoldNBusty." Her jaw dropped. She set her drink on the bar and practically threw her arms around me. "Oh my God!" She exclaimed. "I had a feeling I was close to you tonight. That's why I hit you up. I was almost disappointed when you didn't say anything." Returning her hug, I could feel our breasts pressing together. I could smell her perfume and the scent of her shampoo. My hug tightened as I felt the first stirrings of arousal. We stepped apart and I could see she was blushing as deeply as me. "Shall we get a booth?" I asked as my drink was put on the bar. "There are some two person ones in the back off the dance floor." I motioned to the corner. She nodded and we began to walk over. As we pushed through the dance floor, I felt her hand on my hip, sliding through my belt loop. I looked back over my shoulder and she grinned, blushing again. I began to shake my hips with the music as we walked, feeling her eyes on me. We got to the table and slid into the two-person booth. The sides were high and it gave us just enough privacy. I rested my hand on her thigh and leaned in and kissed her softly, a light, lingering kiss. Her hand covered mine and squeezed. We both leaned back and smiled. We began to talk. Just chitchat mostly about the site we play on, this person, that person, the threads, the stories, the fun. We gradually turned to ourselves, quietly getting to know each other even better. The waitress brought us another round. We continued to talk, lightly touching each other now; hands on each other's hips or thighs, touching each other's arms, running our fingers through each other's hair. We talked of the messages sent to each other, the teasing and flirting. I saw her blush again as I mentioned how much she turns me on. "It's getting late." Karen said looking at her watch. "Care to walk me back to my hotel?" "Of course." I said, feeling a bit disappointed, I had hoped to dance and get the chance to seduce her. We finished our drinks and walked from the bar. As we crossed the street, she brushed her hand against mine and on impulse I entwined my fingers through hers. I heard her sigh and knew it was what she was hoping for. We walked hand in hand back to her hotel. As we walked through the lobby she dropped my hand to search for her key. Feeling mixed signals I decided not to stick around. As we approached her room I faked a yawn. "It's awful late." I said as she slid her card in the door. "I should be getting home." She turned to me as she opened the door and grabbed my hand, pulling me into the room. As the door closed behind us she pushed me against the wall and kissed me hard. My lips parted as her tongue invaded my mouth. Our tongues met and danced, slowly at first and then with more passion. Her hands slid under my shirt and she moaned into my mouth as they found the lace bodysuit. She leaned back and began to unbutton my shirt, pulling it back from my shoulders and letting it drop to the floor. Her hands began to explore the lacy curves of my body. I leaned in to kiss her again, my hands lifting her sweater up and over her head. Her black bra held her beautifully. I leaned down and kissed the top of each of her breasts. My hands slid around her back, undoing the clasp on her bra and allowing her to fall free. Her breasts were full with dark areola and short nipples. I leaned in to take them in my mouth, sucking one and then the other. "I thought you were tired." She said with a wink. "Well I didn't think you were interested in spending the night together." I replied. "I was nervous." She blushed. "I have never had a one night stand before." "Me either." I replied. "I can't think of anyone I would rather have it with though." I walked away toward the bed, shaking my hips. I felt her come up behind me. Her hands wrapped around me and undid the button and zipper on my jeans. She slid them off slowly, kissing her way down my back and down the back of my thighs. She turned me around, on her knees now looking up at me. Her tongue flicked out and licked my clit through the lace. I gasped in pleasure. Her fingers slid up and down my incredibly wet lips through my lace. She pulled it up tight and used the bodysuit to massage my clit. I moaned out loud as I felt myself on the edge already. She lowered her lips to me and I felt her grasp my clit with them. She sucked hard on my nub. The combination of her sucking and the lace rubbing me sent me over the edge. I cried out and began to shake as my orgasm washed over me. I reached down, running my fingers through her hair, my knees buckling, moaning. She slid the lace aside, licking up and down my dripping lips. Standing, wrapping her arms around me she kissed me hard. I could taste my juices on her lips. I sucked her tongue into my mouth wanting to taste it all. My fingers found her nipples and began to tweak them, gentle at first and then harder. Her moans encouraged me and I lowered my hands to her ass, still clad in jeans, squeezing it. I moved my fingers around to unzip and unbutton her jeans lowering them slowly from her hips. I pushed her back and then onto the bed. She slid back as I crawled on top of her. I began to kiss her softly, trailing kisses from her lips, down her jaw to her earlobe. I nibbled gently on it. I moved to her neck, kissing and nibbling down, across her collarbone to her chest. Her moans drove me on. I took her nipple into my mouth, sucking it hard, nibbling too. "Please!" She moaned. "Please, I need to cum too." Kissing my way down her body, I took in everything, her curves, her smell, Her. I lowered my fingers to her intimate lips, tracing them lightly. I followed with my tongue running it up and down. She moaned as I took her bud between my lips and sucked it gently. I slid my tongue over her clit flicking it. Her hips began to move against my tongue. I slid one and then two fingers deep into her, my thrusting matching her movements. Looking up at her I saw her massaging her breasts and pulling on her nipples. My lips locked around her clit and I sucked hard. I felt her muscles clamp down on my fingers as she exploded in orgasm. She raised her hips up off the bed as I fingered her faster, her head thrashing, her cries drowning out the sounds of my fingers pounding her. Her hands held my head in place as I slowly released the pressure on her clit and began to flick my tongue over it, licking and kissing her nub. "Get your pussy up here." She growled. Not stopping my licks and kisses to her clit, I slid my body around straddling her face. I moaned as she slid her tongue deep inside me. Mimicking her movements I also slid my tongue down her lips and deep into her soaking center. My tongue firm and hard I began to lick circles in her pussy. I could already feel my orgasm approaching as I tongued her faster. Her hips began to move quicker and she got wetter still. I ground my pussy into her lips and tongue as I felt her begin to tighten on mine. Her cries of pleasure as she came again, this time on my tongue deep in her were too much for me and I let go with a gush of my own. I could hear her moans as she lapped up the juices squirting from my pussy. I placed my lips over hers and swallowed every drop of nectar she offered. Panting, I slid off of her and turned around, lying next to her on the bed. She rolled toward me and our lips met in a long, soft, sensual kiss, our hands very gently caressing each other's bodies. "That was amazing." I whispered, looking into her eyes. "Thank you lover." "No thank you." She whispered back, holding my gaze. "I was only planning on dinner, not dessert." Lying on my side, I pulled her close to kiss her again, my hand between her thighs as she rolled onto her side to face me. I slid my fingers down her lips, resting them gently at her wetness, my thumb rubbing lazy circles around her clit. Her kisses became more urgent as I applied more pressure to her bud. I felt her hips begin to move with my fingers and I rubbed faster, sliding my fingers as deep in her as I could while still rubbing her clit. She began to whimper and moan as I felt her tighten and release as yet another orgasm rocked her body. She bit my lip as she came hard, this time on my fingers. Pushing me onto my back she roughly slid her fingers into me, immediately finding my g-spot. She began to finger me with all abandon. She caught my eyes with hers as she fingered harder and faster. I could her the sounds of my wetness as she fucked me with her fingers. Within a minute I felt myself cumming again. I arched hard up off the bed as she continued her assault on my pussy. My mouth slack, eyes rolled back I cried out. Waves of intensity rolled over me again and again as she continued to finger me hard and fast. One, two, three orgasms in a row tore through me as she pounded my g-spot. Slowly I came back down into myself. Gasping for breath, I watched her lick her fingers clean of my juices. She leaned in to kiss me and I could taste me on her lips. I wound my fingers through her hair as we kissed. "That was amazing!" I whispered, still out of breath. "I want to do this all night with you." "Spending the night then Jen?" She asked with a smile. "MmmHmmm." I replied. We curled up together in the hotel bed, arms around each other and began to slowly explore even more... A Night Out It's a Saturday night, a kid-free weekend, and we didn't have any prior plans, so we just decided to go out for drinks and maybe do a little dancing. We hadn't really gone 'out dancing' up until a couple of months ago, when we wound up in a club on a whim, and after a couple drinks, we hit the floor. As with every- thing else we do, our bodies moved together in a sexy, synched rhythm, and we quickly realized how much fun we could have getting 'naughty' on a public dance floor together. We both have an exhibitionist side, and it gets us worked up to a fever pitch, after which we usually find our way back to your place or mine and have hot, sweaty session of amazing sex. Sometimes we don't even make it home! On this particular night, we got you dressed up in one of my favorite outfits: Black boots, a short black leather skirt, tiny thong, and a black bustier top, strapless, that shows off your delicious breasts. Over this you wore a short jacket that kept you warm, and just hinted at the hot body that was waiting underneath. We chose to hit one of the newer clubs in Belltown, just to see what it was all about, and found that we had beat the crowd, so we chose a couple of stools at the back of the u-shaped bar, From there we could get good service and watch the dance floor without craning our necks. As you took off your jacket, the bartender noticed, and flashed a smile of appreciation. Service was excellent and immediate. We chatted, watched the people trickle in, and had a couple of drinks. Soon the music started up, and a few people migrated out to the dance floor. It wasn't long before we were out there, too. Once again I was reminded how much I love watching you move that sexy, hot little body of yours. And how much I love the jealous glances of other men, taking you in, wishing they had someone as amazing in their own lives. We danced several dances in a row, mostly faster songs. Soon a sensuous, slow ballad came on, and I held you close, feeling your body against mine, taking in the smell of your skin, tasting a few of your delicious kisses. After that song ended, we decided to pace ourselves a bit, and get a fresh drink. We were enjoying being out, and wanted it to last. The bartender was ready for us when we returned, smiling. He was a good looking guy, and clearly took care of himself. Tall, a little bit rugged, with just a bit of grey around the temples. He said 'You two have such a great time together -- it's really fun to watch you out there'. As he brought our next round of drinks, he said 'these are on the house'. We thanked him and I leaned over and said in your ear 'See what happens when I'm out with such a sexy girl?', and then I kissed you long and deep. We headed back out to the dance floor, and continued working up a sweat, alternating with slow, sexy dances, holding each other close, making out in the midst of the crowd. I loved being able to look down and see your soft, yummy breasts inside your strapless top, nipples hard, begging me to suck on them. As the group on the dance floor got larger, the temperature rose, and we headed for the bar to cool down. Just as I sat down, you excused yourself to the bathroom. The bartender asked how we were doing, then asked how long we had been together. 'Almost two years.' I said. He replied 'Wow, and you guys are clearly still really hot for each other. That's pretty cool'. I agreed. Just then you returned, looking a little flushed. I asked if you were OK, and you said 'Oh, yes.' And placed something in the palm of my hand. I knew right away what it was, and slipped them into my jacket pocket, while picturing the sweet, naked kitty that was now waiting under your short skirt. As we sat and watched the crowd, I rested my hand on your thigh, right at the hem of your skirt. I gently massaged your leg, slipping my fingers inside your skirt as high as I could without drawing too much attention. You wriggled a bit, and said 'Stop that!' as you looked me in the eyes with a mischievous grin. I knew you didn't mean it, so I slipped my fingers inside your tender opening, growing hard when I felt how wet you were. Then, removing my fingers, I placed them to my mouth, and discretely tasted your sweet juices. I almost swooned... You smacked me on the leg and said 'Naughty Boy!' with a smile. 'More dancing!' I cried, and dragged you back out into the throng of pulsing bodies. This time when we returned to the bar, the seat next to you was occupied by a very handsome young stranger. He actually looked like a model for a high-end fashion magazine, dressed in an expensive suit, open collar, bright blue eyes, and a smile that could charm anyone in the room. Looking to be in his late 20's to early 30's, he smiled hello with a nod, then went back to his drink and his people watching. You looked at me, eyebrows raised, and I smiled back. He was really attractive -- even to me! After a while, you made a comment about someone in the crowd, which he overheard, and agreed with, and we all shared a laugh and then began chatting. He introduced himself as Jamie, said he was in town on business, and was up from the Bay Area. He had just gotten in a few hours before, was staying in a temporary apartment in Belltown, and had headed out for a drink and to get a sense of the neighborhood. After a bit you leaned over and said in my ear 'Shit -- he even smells good!'. I laughed, and said that I thought you should dance with him. You said 'Oh God, no. I couldn't! He might get the wrong impression!'. I said that I was only talking about dancing, but you shook your head no, and went back to the conversation we were sharing with him. It wasn't long before we headed back out to the dance floor. It felt so good to just blow off steam -- dancing, shaking our asses, touching and holding each other. During the next close dance you asked 'Would you really like it if I danced with him?'. I just smiled. 'It turns you on, doesn't it?' you added. I may have blushed a little, but I said 'Yes, you know it does. But I'm just talking about dancing -- I didn't suggest you invite him home with us or anything.' You gave me that raised-eyebrow smile of yours, partly calling me out, partly teasing me with the idea that you might take me up on it. I love it when you do that. Soon we returned to our seats, and after a bit you were asking our new friend if he had a girlfriend. He said that he had up until about 6 months ago, but it didn't work out, and now he was traveling so much for work that he didn't really have time to date. You said 'That must be very frustrating...' and he replied 'It is, but I keep myself busy by working out a lot. It helps me keep my mind off it. I know it will happen in time. You can't rush those things.' You looked at me, again with the eyebrow, then turned back to him and said 'Do you like dancing?'. He said 'of course!'. 'Then why don't you ask me to dance?' you added, baiting him. This caught him off guard (which we both enjoyed tremendously), and he looked at me and asked 'Is that OK with you?'. I replied 'Absolutely, she doesn't need my permission to dance'. And with that, you lead him out onto the dance floor. From my position, I could see you both very well. It was fun watching you dance with him, talking, laughing, showing off your moves (and he, his). The floor was pretty crowded by now, and it pushed the two of you closer together. Soon there was a slow dance, and you leaned into him, and rested your head on his shoulder. You looked my way, and I smiled and nodded. I love seeing you get pleasure, and knowing that he felt warm and sexy to you made me happy as well as excited. I also knew that he had the same view I had earlier, and he was getting a perfect show of your gorgeous breasts, snuggling inside your sexy top. Once the slow dance was over, you brought him back to the bar. You had a wonderful glow about you, brought on by the fact that you had pushed the limits and bit and allowed yourself to enjoy a stranger's touch. You were obviously 'squirmy' and I knew that your sweet kitty was very, very wet. I was dying to touch it, to taste it, and slide into it. But that would have to wait. Jamie ordered another round of drinks for us, turned to you, and said 'Thank you for that, it was really wonderful. My job is so stressful sometimes, it feels good to be able to let go a little bit, you know?'. You smiled at him, taking in the sight of this fit, healthy young man, that smelled so nice. He rested his hand on your thigh, just inches from your naked lips. You took in a sharp breath. 'She's amazing, really' he said to me. 'Oh, yes' I said, and put my hands on your shoulders, rubbing them gently. He looked you in the eyes, and said 'I think you are the sexiest woman I have ever met'. You melted a little as he leaned in to you and slid his hand inside your skirt. When his fingers touched your clit, it was like a high-voltage charge went off inside you. You stood up suddenly, your face very flush, and stepped back. You looked at him, then at me, kind of wild-eye, and then rushed off without a word. Jamie and I looked at each other as you walked away. 'I'm really sorry!' he said, and I believed him. 'I'd better go check on her', I said, and took off after you. Just as I came around the corner by the bathrooms, I saw you take an exit door instead. I followed. Since the club was in an office Tower, the door lead into a hallway of the main building. You followed the corridor out near the main lobby, and to a seating area off to one side. I was right behind you. You dropped into one of the plush chairs, your head in your hands. 'Are you OK?' I asked. 'Yeah, I think so' you replied. 'I'm sorry' you said. 'I was having fun, and enjoying his touch and everything, but he slid his hand up my skirt, and it suddenly felt so wrong, like going too far, and when I felt his fingers touch my pussy, I just kind of freaked out'. 'That's OK, Sweetie' I said. 'I'm sorry things went too far. That was never my intent. I really loved watching you dance with him, and never would have pushed you to do anything else.' 'I know', you said, 'and truthfully - it was really hot, and he's really good looking - but it was just moving so fast... '. I wrapped my arms around you, and you tucked your head into my shoulder. You were breathing hard, and you were hot and moist to the touch. I looked down at you, you looked up at me, and we kissed. Hot and deep, and I could tell that you were as turned on as I was. I stroked your face, your neck, and brought my hand down to your chest, teasing your breasts inside your top, playing with your nipples, feeling your body squirm with pleasure. I moved my hand down to your thigh, and paused there, teasing you. Then, I slid my hand up your skirt, my fingers brushing your glistening pussy. It was wetter than I think it's ever been. I teased and played, massaging your clit, stroking the inner walls of my favorite heavenly place. Every so often, I put my fingers to my mouth and tasted your delicious juices. Once I even put my fingers in your mouth, and you hungrily licked them clean. If someone had come around the corner, they would have seen you stretched out on my lap, your top pulled down exposing your creamy, perfect tits, your nipples rock hard, and your skirt pulled up around your waist, with your sopping wet pussy on full display, my fingers working it (and you) until you could barely hold still. Thankfully, it was after hours... I leaned close and whispered in your ear: 'Damn, you are such a hot, sexy woman! You know what I want, of course. I want you to come. I want you to come hard for me...'. And you did, all over my fingers, which I licked clean again with gusto. By then I couldn't stand it any longer, I had to put my mouth on your sweet, hot pussy. I knelt between your legs, and began licking you, tasting you, drinking you in... I looked up to see your eyes closed, your head back, and your hands touching your breasts, and playing with your nipples. So hot! As I feasted on your delicious kitty, I heard faint footsteps coming our way. 'This ought to be interesting' I thought to myself, expecting that a Security Guard was just about to bust us. Boy, was I wrong. Just then we heard Jamie's voice: 'Hey guys, I'm really, really sorr... ' was as far as he got. 'Holy shit...' he said next. Oops! I was fully prepared for you to completely freak out, but instead, you surprised me. You opened your eyes, looked at him, and reached out your hand in his direction. 'It's OK,' you said. 'you can watch if you want'. He came over and took your hand, and stood next to you. I looked up at him and smiled (as much as I could with my face buried in your pussy, at least). You turned your head away, and closed your eyes, and went back to getting lost in my ministrations. You didn't want to think too much about what was happening, something that was so hot and may never come around again. Jamie started rubbing your shoulder, taking it all in. I saw him breath in deeply, eyes closed, clearly as enamored with your creamy, delicious scent as I always am. I also saw his hard on getting larger and larger inside his slacks. The boy was hung, seriously, and loving the show! I felt you getting deeper and deeper into the moment. Your body slipped down just a little bit, and your pussy started to pulse, getting even wetter. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Jamie go down on one knee, and reach inside your top for your breasts. When he started playing with your nipples, I felt your body tense, and your pussy tighten. It wouldn't be long now. I worked my tongue, and lips, and fingers with just the right amount of pressure and tenderness, feeling your juices running down my hand, knowing that someone would get to lick them clean very soon. Your breathing deepened even more, your body was almost shaking, like you wanted to get to the finish, but something was holding you back. Just as I thought that, you turned your head toward Jamie and you opened your eyes. His face was right next to yours now, and he knew from the look in your eyes what you wanted. As you closed your eyes again, he leaned in to kiss you. It was like watching it in slow motion. As he got closer, your mouth opened, and I saw your tongue part your lips, then disappear in his mouth. I could tell his tongue was reaching inside you, once, twice (even deeper), and then the third time, your body heaved, your pussy clenched, and a loud moan escaped your lips. You exploded into orgasm. You reached up and grabbed Jamie's face, holding the kiss. Your body flooded me with hot, wet juices -- overflowing my mouth, drenching my face, soaking the front of my shirt. It was heaven. You held on as long as you could, and when your orgasm finally started to subside, you let go of Jamie, and fell back into the chair, closing your eyes again, and trying to catch your breath. I looked up at Jamie and smiled. He smiled back. 'Wow!' he mouthed. I smiled and nodded. Neither of us wanted to interrupt your afterglow with words or noise. I reached my arms around you from below and held you, wanting you to feel safe. Jamie moved his hand back to your shoulder for a moment, gave a squeeze, then looked my way and nodded back in the direction of the club. I nodded, and he quietly slipped back down the hallway. We were alone again. I sat up next to you on the chair, and held you in my arms. You wrapped yourself around me and held on tight, a big smile on your face. A Night Out We had made plans to go to a nice restaurant, a rare treat for us these days. Running late already, we didn't have time to fool around before we left, leaving me lusting after you. You got dressed in front of me so I knew what was under the black dress you had on, and that just increased the tingling in my crotch. You were wearing that thong that I liked, with the keyhole right at the top of your ass, and the hemline of your dress was just long enough so that I was the only one who knew that there was sheer black thigh high stockings underneath it. Your shoes were black, and more strap than shoe, your toes peeking out and the curve of the sole taunting me, begging me to caress it and run my tongue along it. While we drove I could see your feet encased in those sexy little shoes from my own seat and it took every ounce of willpower I had not to make you pull over and just fuck you in the back of the van. I calmed myself knowing that as long as I waited I would get my reward- and if not I would take it. The drive to the restaurant was only half as agonizing as the wait for our food once we were seated. You kept taking off your shoes and sliding those sexy little feet up my pant leg. The feel of your stockings on my skin had my cock jumping around like a gymnast. I couldn't even focus on ordering food. Occasionally while I was talking to our waiter you would slip your foot into my lap and run it over the shaft of my ever expanding member. You knew what it was doing to me and would stare into my eye's with a mischievous grin. You had me so hard it was painful. I could barely even eat. When we were finally done eating and my dinner was being packed to go, you excused yourself to the ladies room. I paid the bill and waited anxiously for you to return, wanting to get home immediately. When you came back you stood next to my chair, slightly straddling one of my knees. In a brief loss of control I put my hand on the inside if your thigh just above your knee. I didn't even care if someone saw, I just needed to touch you. I wanted you so badly. Your legs opened just the tiniest but, subtly encouraging me to move my hand farther up your leg. The feel of the stocking, smooth under my hand, had my head spinning, and as I felt it's lace top I knew I was going beyond the edge of control. I could feel eyes on us from around the room and that just pushed me further. My breathing sharpened, my vision swam. Just when I thought there was no way I could take any more, I felt you urging something into my other hand. I felt cloth. I felt wetness. I knew then that you were handing me your thong, removed during your bathroom trip. The wetness confirmed that you were just as excited as I was. I could smell your musky scent emanating from them and from you. I slid my hand higher up your thigh and felt the heat radiating from your pussy. I thought I felt something damp and moved higher still only to be met with a drop of your juices running down your thigh. I scooped it off with my thumb and showed it to you, then brought it to my mouth. You let out a little gasp as I put my thumb into my mouth and, between that and the taste of you, I couldn't take any more. I stood up abruptly and grabbed you by the arm, roughly escorting you towards the door, across the parking lot and to the van. I hadn't noticed before that you parked in the back corner, away from everyone else. I tore at the side door nearly ripping it clean off the hinges in my haste. I entwined my fingers in your hair and threw you inside, climbing quickly in behind you. Your skirt lifted a bit, just enough for me to see the wetness on your lips glistening under the dim light of the parking lot. I barely even had the presence of mind to slam the door behind me. On your knees before me, I grabbed your hair again, pulling your face around to meet mine. I kissed you hard, driving my tongue deep into your mouth while my other hand undid my pants. I looked deep into your eyes. "You're just a dirty slut that needs to be fucked right now, aren't you?" I asked. You barely managed a whimper of agreement. I pulled that teasing skirt the rest of the way up, barely resisting just tearing the entirety of the intruding garment from your body. My cock was out and ready, desperate to rampage that dirty, wet hole. I had lost all control and wasted no time with formalities. I slammed into you from behind eliciting from you a squeal of surprise and pleasure, mixed with just a hint of pain. It was so loud that I knew someone must have heard, making me want you all the more. As I plunged to the hilt, something felt different, a closeness of flesh on flesh at my loins that was entirely unfamiliar. I slid a hand between us and across your pussy to find it as bare as my own shaft and balls. The smoothness was incredible against me as we both pressed together in ecstasy. The intimacy of our bare skin was too much for me to handle. I groaned and thrusted again, harder, deeper. My enthusiasm transferred to you and you drove back against me filling yourself up with my cock. I could feel my load building inside me already and knew I couldn't hold on for long. I tried to hold back, distract myself. Your screams echoed in my ears bringing me ever closer to the inevitable as I drove into you over and over. You must have been close as well because it was only a few deep thrusts before I felt your pussy clenching my cock in a shuddering orgasm. I felt a flood of warm juices wash over the head of my cock and I knew this would be it. I looked down the the floor to find a distraction, anything to buy a few more minutes of this intense pleasure. I was met instead with the sight of your feet wrapped in those black sheer stockings. The curve of your arch was taunting me, telling me I was going to cum. Right. Now! I twitched, grunted and proceeded to blast a load of hot cum directly inside of you. It just kept coming, buckets of cum filling you to the brim, spraying off the walls of your pussy. My knees shook and gave out from under me. We both collapsed in a heaving heap of sweaty flesh, unable even to form words. This will be a night out to remember. A Night Out My wife Diane is a typical 24 year old young woman in every way, except for the fact that she has grown more and more sexual as she gets older. She is beautiful, five foot six inches, 127 pounds carrying a 36C chest with shoulder length auburn hair. She inherited her long, sexy legs from her mother's side of the family. She loves to dress to show off her great shape that she works hard at the gym to maintain. Sometimes, she undresses to show off her incredible body. We have experimented with a variety of sexual situations and had some very exciting outings. Diane is an exhibitionist and loves to show her body off when the proper opportunity presents itself. Her first exhibitionism experience was at the Double Tree Hotel in Atlanta and had really gotten her into showing more and more or her assets. We also had experienced outdoor sex in an SUV and really enjoyed the adventure. We always looked forward to different opportunities for Diane to show off her body and maybe enjoy a different kind of sexual activity. Some would say she was a slut, a whore or worse because of her behavior, but since we both enjoyed these types of adventure, others would label us as swingers. Whatever way you look at these situations, it is something we both enjoy and look forward to exploring more and more encounters. One evening we had both gotten home from work a little late and decided that we would go out to eat rather than spend the time and trouble of preparing a home cooked meal. We had been planning to take the next couple of days off extending into the weekend so we had no reason to rush home. Diane disappeared in our bedroom to change cloths and I fully expected her to reappear wearing some sexy little outfit. Instead, she came out of the bedroom wearing a fairly conservative outfit, including a pleated denim skirt and a white button up blouse with the top two buttons unbuttoned. The two buttons revealed that she had a Victoria's Secret Miraculous Push-Up bra was displaying two of Diane's best assets. The bra is also thin enough to show her pierced nipples with her hoop piercings and the gold chain the linked the two hoops. We live in a small town North of the Tampa Bay area, so we decided to travel there to have supper at one of the better independent restaurants rather than one of the chain style restaurants. We have a favorite restaurant located on the water with a casual dining deck that affords a great view with a little bit more privacy than the main restaurant. We arrived a little after the dinner hour rush and requested a table on the outside deck. We were shown to a table off to the corner of the deck area with only a limited view to the inside of the restaurants main dining area. There were only a few other couples dining outside and were scattered along the deck. Since we were seated with no waiting, I told the server we would like to have drinks before we ordered our meal. He complied by bringing our drinks and leaving a menu. Our server was probably in his mid-thirties and had a pleasant personality. Diane was in a frisky mood and practically chugged her drink and began looking around for our server. She saw him at another table and waved him over. "Are you ready to order?" he asked as he approached. His eyes wandered over Diane's exposed chest area as her boob continued to jiggle from the effort to gain his attention. 'No," Diane blurted out. "I need another drink before we order." "Sir?" He was looking at my barely toughed drink and then at me. I shook my head no and replied, "I'm fine. But you may as well bring her two more Tequila Sunrises as she will probably just chug the next one." "Excellent!" he responded as he turned to leave. Turning to Diane I urged her to practice a little restraint in her drinking. "We're off for a few days starting tonight and I want to have some fun," she offered with a fake pout. "You're driving and worse comes to worse, we can always get a hotel room." "Okay!" I said throwing my hands up in a feeble attempt at surrender. Our server, Stephen returned with Diane's drinks and we ordered several appetizers and side dishes to complete our meal, rather than order entrees from the menu. Diane wanted a wine with her dinner so she ordered a bottle of Pinot Gris to accent her Italian Grillo. Dinner was served and we enjoyed a lighthearted conversation about our upcoming time off. Diane had finished her drink and started on the wine as she ate. Her words began to slur as she continued to drink. Since I would be driving I had switched over to sweet tea so I was enjoying her little inebriation display. After we had finished eating she continued to polish off the wine by herself, as we had ordered deserts. We were enjoying the evening on the water Diane surprised me with a question. "Want to play Truth or Dare?" "What?" I asked in total surprise. "Why do you want to play that?" "I just do." she said casually. "Okay, you start." "Truth or Dare?" she coyly asked. "Truth." "Have you ever been with a prostitute?" She leaned forward as she made her inquiry watching my reaction. "Nope. Never have, never would. Don't know what you're getting." "Okay, your turn." "Truth or Dare?" I asked fully expecting her to answer Truth. "Dare!" she replied falling back into her chair. "Take off your bra." I dared her. And as only women can, she reached under her blouse unfastened her bra and pulled it out through the sleeve. She threw it at me just as Stephen was returning to check on his station. When Diane realized he had probably witnessed the entire episode she started giggling which resulted in her newly freed boobs to shake. I was sure that Stephen was getting an eyeful from the unbuttoned opening. Diane pulled herself together long enough to order another glass of wine. "Don't you think you've had enough?" I asked cautiously. "Bring me coffee with the wine." Great, I was thinking to myself. Now she would be a wide awake drunk on the way home. "Back to our game. Truth or Dare?" "Truth," I declared again. "Have you ever been with a call-girl or an escort?" "Why the sudden interest with paid sexual services? Between you and our outings I think I am getting plenty of action. Why pay for it when I can have it free?" " Meagan just told me she had caught David using his credit card to pay for an escort service when he was in Texas. It just got me wondering." "Wouldn't do it. The pictures shown on escort services websites are not always accurate. The girl who shows up can be anything from crack heads with goons waiting outside to undercover cop stings. No thank you. Now, Truth or Dare?" She thought about it for a minute and replied, "Dare! You want me to take my panties off now?" I chuckled at her question and could only manage to nod my head yes. She surprised me by looking around and realized there were only a couple of other couples out on the large deck. She stood up and reached up under her skirt, pulling her thong out and tossing it at me before sitting back down. Apparently no one noticed her little display. When she sat down she turned her chair so she could put her right in my crotch. She tugged her skirt up to let me she her nakedness. As I realized she had also undone "Like what you see?" she teased in a ever increasingly slurred voice. "Yes," Stephen responded from over her shoulder. "Very nice." We had both forgotten Stephen would be returning with her wine and coffee. Diane didn't make an effort to cover up which confirmed to me just how drunk she was getting. Her lasered area appeared to reflect the moonlight from the almost full moon. Diane looked up to see Stephen shift his gaze from her crotch to me and then back to her. He just smiled at her in an impish way. "Don't worry. You're not the first couple to get adventurous out here late in the evening. It is a romantic view," he just continued talking as he set the wine glass and the coffee cups on the table as well as the bill for the evening. And then he was gone. Diane finished her glass of wine and added cream and sugar to her coffee before draining it. I nursed my cup of coffee for a couple of minutes before deciding it was time to leave. I stopped by the register to settle up while Diane visited the ladies room. When she came out she had fixed her hair from the slight breeze damage and her makeup as well. She looked incredible as I realized she had also undone another button on her blouse. Now when she turned her boobs were almost completely exposed. Her chain clearly dangled between her breasts as she walked. We made it back to the car and she came to my side and gave me a long hard kiss, burying her tongue done my throat. She grabbed my crotch and boldly stated, "Why don't you just fuck me right here and now," Now it was my turn to reach up and under her skirt and stroke her pussy. "How about we stop at a secluded spot on the way home and I fuck you there?" I whispered in her ear as I continued to play with her. Another couple was leaving the restaurant catching us so Diane ran around to her side of the car and yelled," Hurry. I'm horny." We had barely pulled out of the parking lot before Diane started misbehaving. She reached across the console and began stroking my cock through my slacks. She received an almost instant response as my cock grew hard quickly. "What are you up to?" I asked looking lovingly into her beautiful green eyes. "I told you I was horny. I'm just getting you ready," she responded in a slurred voice. "Well, unless you're going to fuck me while we drive home, you better stop doing what you're doing." I heard myself speaking but wasn't sure I really wanted her to stop. She stopped her playful misbehavior and sat back up in her seat with a very distinct pout on her lips. She crossed her arms across her chest and exhaled a deep breath. She didn't say anything, but rather just sat there pouting. As we headed up the Interstate Diane kept making sounds as she was trying to clear her throat. At first I thought she was going to say something but then I realized she was trying hard to clear her throat. "Do you need something to drink? I have a bottle of water left over from earlier today. It's not cold, but it's at least cool and wet." She was nodding her head yes as she reached for the bottle in the console. She unscrewed the lid and took a drink. She lowered the bottle and took a quick breath before taking another sip of water. "Better?" I asked. "Yes. But I would really like a cold drink instead." "I can get off the Interstate and grab something from the 24 hour convenience store a couple of exits up the road, if that's good for you." She nodded her head and I continued up the Interstate a couple of exits before pulling off and heading for the Nationwide chain convenience store. As we pulled into the parking lot and pulled into the parking space directly in front of the double doors. As the car came to a stop, Diane opened her door stating that she would get her own drink. I handed her some cash before she stumbled out of the SUV. She took a short break to arrange herself after she had closed the car door. The gold chain strung between her boob reflected the florescent lighting that illuminated the store. I shook my head as I thought about her more than slightly drunken condition. She swayed as she walked the short distance to the door and almost lost her balance as the door swung wide and she stumbled inside. Realizing she might have a slight problem in her condition I followed her into the store. There was a young man mopping the floor in front of the food prep area who had turned to watch Diane stagger through down an aisle at the direction of the clerk behind the counter who had been restocking the cigarette display. Neither of them appeared to notice my entrance to the empty store as they make facial gestures to each other directed in Diane's direction. I stood by the doorway as Diane emerged from one of the aisles and approached 'Kenny" the young man mopping the floor. Her chain was clearly visible as were the nipple rings to which they are attached. Kenny, holding the mop handle in both hands eased over just enough to block Diane's path. He turned towards "Jahab" the clerk behind the counter and gave a him a big grin before he spoke to Di. "I like you piercing and your chain," he stated with a slight leer. Diane looked down at her chain connected to her boobs, set the bottle on the display shelf, reached up and pulled on the chain which exposed even more of her beautiful breasts than had been previously exposed. She was running her hand back and forth along the chain which exposed each breast fully as she ran her hand along the length of the chain. "Thank you," she slurred. "You should get your vagina pierced and get a longer chain to connect them to you tits," he chuckled looking towards Jahab before leering back at Diane. As he turned his attention back to Diane she was lifting the front of her skirt to expose her clean lasered pussy. She reached down and tugged at the little balls that held the short bar that pierced her clit. "My pussy is pierced. See? And I have a chain that I wear that connects all three. I have to wear a hoop, though, when I wear that chain," she babbled on as she continued to touch herself. Now Kenny had built up a little more courage and said in a very suggestive voice, "I like your shaved pussy, too! It's nice." He stepped closer to Diane. Diane reached up with both of her hands and pulled Kenny's right hand free of the mop handle. She bent his arm as she angled his hand towards his face. With his hand open, Diane used his hand to stroke the side of his face. She moved her arms up and down a few times, before removing his hand from his face. "No," she began, "That's shaved." She lowered his hand, still held in both of her hands, until she slipped it under her short skirt. She brought his hand under the skirt and began moving his hand up and down along her pussy. "That's lasered," she stated smugly. She continued to move his hand under her skirt. She closed her eyes and leaned into Kenny and his caressing hand and murmured a slight moan. Kenny suddenly realized that Diane had released his hand and was stroking herself from her hips to just under her breasts. He continued his caress with a bigger intensity which caused Diane to inhale quickly and release a long, sensual 'Uh!'. Letting go of the broom handle still in his left hand, he stepped to his left and circled around behind Diane. He used his left hand to begin an assault on her right breast. Kenny had slipped his hand under Diane's loosely tied blouse, freed her right boob and started tugging on the nipple piercing. Both of his hands were working at a feverish pace which was definitely having an effect on Diane. She had reached around behind herself and was grinding her ass into Kenny's crotch while holding him in place. After a couple of minutes of grinding, Diane took her hands off of Kenny's sides and was reaching between herself and the young man dry humping her. You could tell by her movements she was trying to unzip his pants. Kenny stopped his assault long enough for Diane to free his cock from its denim confines. Now, she was reaching behind her as she bent her body enough to give Kenny a good view from behind allowing him to slide his cock into her pussy which had to be dripping wet from all of the sexual activity. "Oh! Yes!," she practically screamed raising her head up as his cock slid home. He grabbed her hips and began pounding his cock into her, looking up and suddenly seeing me. He paused briefly as I waved my hand as if to give consent. He resumed his pounding of Diane as she was doing an imitation of a rag doll in reaction to the pounding of her pussy. "Oh, God! That feels soooooo good. Harder, harder," she encouraged. "Yes, Yes, Yes." Jahab had been watching from behind the counter as I had been but he walked quickly from behind the counter and stepped in front of Diane who was bent over, holding onto herself with both hands behind her knees. He had pulled his cock out of his pants as he came across the open area, grabbed a handful of hair, pulled Diane's head up and forced his cock into her mouth. With the wide activity continuing it was almost impossible to keep his cock in her mouth, so Diane let go of her grip on herself and Jahab's cock in both hands. She was pumping it furiously as she opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue and started licking the head of his cock. I watched in almost disbelief as my wife was forcefully fucked inside major 24 hour convenience store by the two clerks at a little after 2:00 o'clock in the morning. She was in the middle of the open area between the register area and the display shelves. Kenny was pounding her from behind, although he had slowed the pace a little to allow for Jahab to get in on the action. Diane was still working on Jahab's dick, mostly with her hands but taking the head into her mouth and apparently giving it little love bites. Diane pulled her head free and began giving Kenny directions on how to bring her to a climax. " Slow down, slow down," she repeated. "Long deep strokes," she directed and Kenny complied. He had slowed his pace and was pulling his cock completely out of Diane's pussy before making it slowly disappear inside her. She was feverishly pulling on Jahab's tool and his knees were beginning to buckle as he was reaching his boiling point. "OOOHHH GOD, YES," Diane screamed out as her body convulsed in spasms as she came. "Yes, yes, yes," she reiterated as she continued to ride Kenny's cock to the finish. Kenny had collapsed onto her bent over form as he completed his fucking of my wife. As her hips slowed to a stop, she was working Jahab's cock until he yelled he was going to come. She pointed his cock to the side just as he erupted in satisfaction, his juice squirting towards the condiment counter. Just as all three were finishing up the light from a set of headlights swept across the storefront, as a new customer was pulling up to the store. All three disappeared between the shelves trying to straighten up the appearances and clothing. Diane was less then in control of herself as a result of the alcohol and the recent intense assault. She was staggering around between the shelving looking for the drink she had originally come in to purchase. She really paid no attention to her dress or appearance, just where her beverage had gone. Not finding it or remembering what happened to it she walked back to the cooler and grabbed another drink. With her drink in her hand she staggered up behind the newly arrived customer who was at the register purchasing cigarettes. He had apparently not noticed her before and her approach attracted his attention. He turned towards Diane whose right tit was still exposed and her denim skirt folded in front revealing her mound. Kenny, who was now behind the register made eye contact with Diane, raised his eyebrows and nodded his head in her direction. Thinking he was acknowledging their recent tryst smiled stupidly back at him and winked. Kenny shook his head and again nodded towards her. The new customer had been looking back and forth between Diane and Kenny watching the misunderstood nonverbal communications. "Here. Let me help," he said reaching up and grabbing the two sides of Diane's open blouse. "I think this is what he was trying to tell you," he continued as he began buttoning Diane's blouse. I noticed he had his hands spread across her tits as he buttoned the three exposed buttons. He ran his hands down across her boobs as if to straighten out the wrinkles, coping a cheap feel along the was. "Oh!" he spoke in a false surprised voice as he took the folded hem of her skirt in his hand and folded it down. His hand lingered there long enough for him to let his fingers play with Diane's still dripping pussy. The look on Diane's face confirmed the thought. A Night Out "That better?" Diane simply nodded her head and hummed an 'uh huh.' As the customer made his was towards the door his eye caught mine and he realized his actions had been observed by someone. "She's drunk," he explained as he walked by. "I know, she my wife," I responded without turning my head in his direction. He quickened his pace and left the store, watching me as he entered his car and backed out. As he pulled out Diane walked up and asked if I was ready to go. "Yep" was all I could manage. "Come back ANYTIME," the two clerks spoke out in unison as we left the store. As we walked out I took her hand and escorted her to the passenger side of the car, opened the door and helped her crawl into her seat. I reached up and caught her head in my hand, pulled her towards me and kissed her deeply. "I love you, very much, you know." "I love showing off for you. Did you enjoy the show?' "Hell, yes!" I almost yelled , closing the door " But when we get home you better be ready for more!" A Night Out Claire sighed as she looked into the mirror. She wondered what on earth she was doing. Her life had fallen into a terrible rut lately and she felt it all through her body and it was in danger of creeping into her soul. Then she received a cryptic email from her husband Craig. In it he requested that she meet him downtown at a quiet little bar she had heard was nice but had never been to. He had told her what to wear and what not to wear. She applied the finishing touches to the liner that framed her emerald eyes and the crimson on her full lips. She ran her fingers through her luxurious auburn hair giving it a last brush for that devil may care look. She smoothed her dress with her hands. She had loved this dress when she bought it but had never had the opportunity (or courage, she had to admit) to wear it. She was wearing a short silky dress with buttons down the front, thigh high stockings and four-inch stiletto heels. She had to admit that she looked stunning. No more delaying, it was time to go. As she stepped to the curb to hail a cab she felt the warm breeze flow under her dress and caress her naked body. She had never gone out in public without underwear. She felt vulnerable and silly at the same time. In the cab she squirmed as she felt the silk press against the naked skin of her back and the coolness of the vinyl through the material on her ass and thighs. As the streets flew by the feeling of being naughty was beginning to spark inside her and her mind filled with anticipation. When she arrived at the bar she stood in the doorway and waited for her eyes to adjust to the dimness. There was a group of ten or so men around watching a game on the television. Of course all eyes were drawn to her the moment the door closed behind her. She looked around for Craig but it was obvious that he wasn't there and the disappointment showed on her face. She looked at her watch, sighed and moved to one of the high tables by the wall opposite the bar. She sat down on one of the barstools that surrounded the table, crossing her long silky legs and making herself comfortable. An attractive young waitress approached her and she ordered a gin and tonic with two limes. She took in the room, surveying the men at the bar but taking notice of no one in particular. She glanced once again at the television to see what's on. Seeing nothing that inspired any interest there either she sighed opened her purse and pulled out a small mirror to check her make-up and hair. She realized that she was the only woman apart from the waitress in the place and she felt a quick thrill at being the center of attention. So was this what Craig had in mind? The waitress returned with her drink and she smiled warmly and thanked her. The room was very warm and the cool glass felt good in her hand. She brought the straw to her mouth and darted her tongue out to catch it and draw it between her full red lips. A few men grinned in appreciation as the cool liquid surged up the straw and washed over her tongue. As she idly sipped her drink her shoe fell off her heel and dangled on her toe. It bounced lightly there off her stockinged foot. She set the glass down on the table and brought her fingers damp with the cool condensation from the glass to her neck. She traced her fingers along her neck and down the top of her chest. As her hand moved down the top button of her dress popped open, she closed her eyes and moved her neck from side to side stretching out the tension of the day. Her cool fingers traveled down a little farther until the second button popped open. Her hand moved up to her shoulder and back to her neck then down to the glass cool and firm against her fingers such a change from her warm moist skin. When she opened her eyes she saw that more men had taken notice of her, their eyes smiling with thankfulness to be in the presence of such a stunning woman. She returned a vague smile to all and glanced again at the TV. She took another sip of her drink and bent down to capture her heel and placed it back on her foot. Her cool fingers played along the smooth silkiness of her ankle. Her dress fell open at the neck and her breasts came into view. Their fullness and the glimpse of her nipple now had the rapt attention of everyone in the bar. Her hair fell in front of her eyes and she couldn't see the lust she was inspiring in the crowd. Sitting up she brushed her hair from her face and casually sipped her drink. Shifting her weight she uncrossed her legs and her thighs parted for a moment. She felt the air on the warm moist flesh of her skin. It moved up her dress with the eyes of all the men to her beautiful smooth pussy. She felt the gasp in the room as the men drank in her loveliness. From the corner of her eye she saw the waitress at the end of the bar biting her lip as her eyes flashed at her. She turned her head and locked eyes with the cute young blonde woman. She turned on her stool away from the bar to face the waitress alone. She slid her hand up her thigh and traced outline of her wet lips circling her clit making her thighs quiver. She brought her fingertips to her mouth and ran her moisture over her lips and darted her tongue out for a quick lick. She had the waitress completely under her spell. The young blonde's hand was busy under her own skirt as she massaged her pussy staring at what she wanted so desperately. She was a sexual magnet charging the room with sparks of eroticism. Her moment with the waitress had not gone unnoticed by the men in the room though they couldn't see exactly what is was she was up to. The faces of the men were flushed and she saw one or two moving to display or conceal their erections depending on their temperament or pride. Turning to face the bar again, she re-crossed her legs ending the show. A few men rose from their stools but Craig suddenly appeared at her side kissing her cheek and apologized for keeping her waiting. As he hugged her, she felt his hard cock against her hip. She turned her face to him and his mouth was on hers, their tongues dueling for possession, warm and thick and rolling over each other. As they kiss she rose and wrapped her arms around him. Easing apart he wrapped his arm around her waist and led her toward the door. The men behind them grumbled and cursed under their breath to be so close to such a goddess and not to have her. "Excellent job gorgeous. I've told you that you could give a dead man a hard on. Maybe now you'll believe me," Craig whispered in her ear as they left. They set out into the warm air giggling to themselves at the wreckage she left behind in the club. They walked to the curb and he took her in his arms again, admiring the played of the dusk light on her beautiful eyes and face. He kissed her lips softly and moved his lips down her neck to her shoulder. As his lips moved to the top of her chest he could smell her light perfume and the faint hint of her arousal coming up from under her dress.. Her hips and waist and back were soft and silky in his hands as he caressed her. Her knee ran up and down between his thighs with a silky glide. She gave a small moan of frustration and he knew it was time to go. Traffic was light as he stepped off the curb to hail a cab. His fingers played on her ribs while her hand moved down his stomach to his erection. She stroked his hard cock through the soft fabric of his trousers tracing its length and width feeling its pulse against her fingertips. Her thumb caressed the head creating a damp spot of precum on the front of his pants. "Now you're a marked man lover", she whispered into his ear with a hot breath. The cab pulled up and he opened the door for her. She eased down onto the seat and let her legs fall open, her eyes locked with his. She giggled as his glance darted down to the tops of her stockings and to her gorgeous treasure as she scooted further into the cab. He moved in beside her and gave the driver the address of a luxury hotel. As they pulled away his lips were on hers their hungry mouths devouring each other. Her hair was soft in his hands. She felt his fingertips against her scalp and down the back of her neck across her shoulder and down her chest. Her breast rose up with her breath into his hand. His fingers danced over the top of her lovely breast and down the outside and under it. He felt its weight and fullness. She felt his fingertips make lazy circles around her breast and she whimpered into his mouth. Her nipple swelled and pulsed begging for more attention. Round and round they went moving toward the center of her desire. Then like a spark she felt his fingertip flick across the angry red tip of her nipple. Opening her eyes she connected with the driver through the rearview mirror. He froze for a second then shot his eyes forward to the road. She broke their kiss and pushed him back against the seat. Her hand moved up his thigh to his belt stroking the soft leather appreciatively. Unbuckling his belt and opening his trousers she gasped with surprise at his lack of underwear. "Well you couldn't have all the fun", he whispered to her with a throaty laugh. Her face moved to his crotch and she inhaled the musk that her nearness has inspired. Her nose raked through his hair as her tongue snaked out of her mouth to feel the silky hardness of his cock. Her lips caressed him as her tongue moved up and down the side of his cock. Now it was his turn to moan softly while she savored the thing that she loved so much. Her tongue played up and down the sides of his shaft and only flicked the head carelessly on occasion. She felt him squirm and wiggle under her, panting in frustration. Her moist lips came up to his ear and she whispered, "That will teach you not to torture me like that again." Then her mouth was on the swollen head of his cock sucking the precum feeling the smooth slippery liquid on her tongue. She brought her lips to his and they shared his flavor as their tongues played with each other again. His fingertips ran up and down her thigh tugging at the rubbery top of her thigh-high. He felt her slick moisture there. His fingers worked their way up to crease of her soft skin where her leg met her hip. Her flesh was warm against his hand. His finger slid up and down between her smooth lips parting them and dipping inside her. She felt his fingertip massage the inside of her pussy finding the place that he knew she loved to have tended. Her hips thrust and her legs opened wider. Suddenly the cab stopped and the lights were much brighter. They look up to see the doorman grinning in at them. She shifted her weight and slowly sat up. He fastened his pants and reached into his pocket. It was a difficult maneuver but he managed. He paid the driver and leaned back to whisper in her ear, "I think the driver has a tip for YOU." She leaned forward and smiled when she saw his pants open and his hard cock straining in his lap. "That looks wonderful," she laughed "maybe next time, okay?" They jumped from the cab and danced into the lobby of the hotel and made their way to the elevators. They made their way through elegant lobby surrounded by glass and marble. At the elevators he stood behind her wrapping his arms around her waist, hiding the damp spot she created on the front of his trousers from prying eyes. Their reflections smile back at them from the mirrored surface of the elevator doors. She fit so perfectly against him. He could feel her sigh in contentment edged with a little impatience as they watch the numbers descend. At last the doors opened and they stepped into the car, looking through the glass at the back to the atrium beyond. As he pushed the button for their floor a small crowd suddenly pressed in around them. The floor buttons lit up one by one. "Well I guess we're on a local now," he whispered against her hair. "Damn you for getting a room on the 26th floor," she joked as she jabbed at his ribs. As they ascended he put his arm around her waist and pulled her to him. She could feel his hand move down to her hip and across her ass. His hand stroked down the delicious curve and found the hem of her short skirt. Moving in to nibble her earlobe he let her hem ride up with his hand and pressed her to the back of the car. She gasped as she felt the cold glass on her cheeks. She squirmed but he was holding her too close and the car was too full. All she was managing to do was slide her cheeks back and forth across the smooth cold glass. "Behave!" she hissed between her teeth. "Be still and maybe no one down there will notice. If you keep dancing like that you're sure to draw attention." he smiles back. Her eyes flickered at him and he saw a thought moved behind them. How he wished he could read her mind sometimes. He knew she was fully enjoying the game now and he wondered where her wicked thoughts would lead her gorgeous body. Unfortunately the elevator chimed announcing their floor. They stepped out of the car and down the hall to their room. She stopped him at the door and pulling on his tie she kissed him hard pushing her tongue into his mouth with a deep wet hunger. He felt her hand on his chest and then she reached into his breast pocket and pulled out the card key. Leaving him reeling from her kiss she opened the door and popped inside, closing the door on his face. He knocked quietly but there was no answer finally the door opened slowly. She smiled at him from the open doorway as she presented herself, her dress open and her beautiful body framed by the silky fabric. "Now I am all yours. You can do whatever you wish with me," her voice a throaty purr. He pushed against the door and took her in his arms carrying her into the room. Her legs dangled as they flew back toward the bed. They landed hard on the soft mattress of the old fashioned queen sized bed. She felt his weight on her, his swollen cock against her thigh. She felt his lips on her neck and ears. His beard tickled her face. He kissed her eyelids and nose. His hands moved her arms up, stretching them over her head. Their fingers intertwine as he devoured her with kisses. Her legs opened and wrapped around his waist, her silky thighs making delicious friction with his clothes. Their lips pressed together, their mouths open and yearning. His hands moved down to her shoulders easing her dress off them. She felt the smooth fabric glide down her arm to her hands and off. He lifted her by the waist and placed her back into the pillows piled up against the brass headboard. He took her face in his hands and looked deeply into her eyes. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever known. You know it too deep down. You just forget sometimes. I figured you needed a little reminder and I know you've had this fantasy for a long time." Her hands moved down his body and opened his pants freeing his hard cock. She pulled him into her warm wet pussy. "Thank you my love. What did I ever do to deserve you? Now please finish what you started." He thrust into her filling her with the lust she inspired. She grabbed him hard with her wet passion the way that she knew he loved. They rocked together united in a dance all their own. This was something that they had perfected long ago. Their bodies so well tuned to each other. They were indeed one in their mutual pleasure. He felt her vibrate around him as she came in glorious explosion and ignited him to erupt inside her filling her with jet after jet of hot cum. He collapsed beside her in the bed. Their bodies glistened with sweat, legs and arms entwined. Claire sighed deeply. Craig had given her a beautiful gift. She felt beautiful and loved and most important appreciated for the sensual women she was. A Night Out It was a cool winter's evening, about 2 weeks before Christmas. Sir and I had decided to go out to a production in Lancaster, PA, where they held the Ren Faire in the summer time. The same place was doing a production of Christmas stories, written by Charles Dickens. And we had planned to go to dinner beforehand, at the pub that was open on the faire grounds. I remember wanting to dress nicely, even though I knew I would probably freeze my ass off. But I still went out in a short, chocolate brown sweater dress, that had a low cut neckline, and the sleeves flared out just a bit. I wore matching colored booties, and tights as well. I have my hair straightened, but pulled back in a pony-tail, and my lips have a red gloss to them--Sir likes red lipstick on me. When I went to pick-up Sir, He was dressed in His typical cargo pants, but with a button down shirt on top. He looked commanding in His woolen trench coat, like He belonged on an expedition to some northern land. His build is not quite muscular, and while He is a bit robust, it is a very healthy looking robustness, something that does not diminish how commanding He looks as I pick Him up for our night out. It is after dinner, and we have quite some time to spare. I had made our reservations early, to be on the safe side. Sir has put away His leftover dessert in the car--a chocolate slice of cake that I am jealous I cannot have--and there is a look in His clear blue eyes. It's the evil little glint I often see when He has something up His sleeve, and I can feel a shiver run down my spine that has nothing to do with the cold. He suggests a walk in the deserted park, with a small quirk at the corner of His lips. I am nervous about walking in the park, scared we might get caught. I lag a little behind, my eyes glancing every which way. But at the same time, I cannot help but admire how the park looks in the almost full moon. It feels eerie, and very much like some sort of scene from 'The Corpse Bride., the moon distorting shadows in a way that would have Tim Burton trying to come up with his next movie. As we walk, Sir looks back at me, and holds out His hand, pulling me towards Him. He pulls me off to a little porch area that is in front of one of the little buildings, and pushes me up against the small wall that reaches up to my mid-back. He leans down, pushing into my body and kisses me. We kiss under the moonlight, the cold of the night becoming slightly faded in the heat of the moment. It feels like something out of an erotic romance novel. He kisses me hard, and runs His hand up my leg, His fingers trying to find the edge of my tights under my sweater dress. A finger and a slight rush of cold air hit my sensitive skin. Sir starts to play with my clit. I hold back the urge to moan aloud, for fear there might be someone nearby. Sir stops playing with me, and pulls His hand out of my tights. No words need to be spoken, as He takes my hand and leads me around to the side of the building, where the shadows are very dark. We practically disappear in the darkness that envelopes us like a blanket. There are picnic tables stacked up that I had not noticed before. Sir pushes me against the wall in the darkness. I barely know what to do with myself. I want to touch Him, but I hear Him growl, and usually, when Sir growls, He likes me to be restrained. He bites my neck a bit, growling into my ear, sending my body into shivers, as I can feel my pussy get wet. His hand goes again for my tights, and fingers me again, smearing the moisture from my cunt all over my lips. He undoes the zipper of His pants and growls for me to get on my knees. There is still nervousness and terror inside of me, but it's such a thrill. I know better than to disobey my Sir. I kneel in the dirt, my stockings getting stained, as I bring my mouth to His cock. I suck on Him, my tongue wrapping around my Sir's cock, trying to please Him. My tongue runs up and down His length, before I take His entire length into my mouth, holding Him there. After a few seconds, I suck hard, creating a sort of vacuum effect in my mouth, like I am trying to pull Sir further into my mouth. I let my mouth run up and down His cock, making it glisten even without any light. I hear Him growl at me, telling me how badly He wants to fuck me, bend me over one of the tables and just take me. And Sir does just that. He orders me up off my knees, and tells me to push down my tights. I push my tights to my knees, along with my red lace panties that I wore underneath to entice Sir. I suck Sir's cock once more, before He places my hands on one of the tables and spreads my legs as far apart as they will go. He pushes Himself into me, and starts to fuck me. Slow, steady strokes as He saws in and out of my wet, warm cunt. It's probably the only warm thing nearby right now. Even the night air does little to cool the heat I feel in my pussy as Sir pounds into me. I feel His cock fill me, and His balls slap against my cunt lips as He picks up His rhythm. The night air doesn't seem to bother me at this point, as Sir fucks me in the shadows of the moonlight. Sir fucks me until He cums, not letting me cum at that moment--I have been ordered that I am never allowed to cum until He lets me. Sir cums, pulling out of me right before He does, and rather than get me dirty, His cum splashes down onto the ground. After Sir cums, He starts to play with my clit and my pussy, making my body convulse. I was already close to cumming when Sir came, but I didn't, and I want to badly. My body shakes uncontrollably. Sir growls in my ear if I am going to cum. I tell Him I am close, and I begin to beg Him to let me cum. My pussy is drenched, I can feel the juices run down my thighs, even as I try in vain to prevent myself from cumming hard. Sir lets me cum. I cum, my pussy soaking wet, keeping my moan as quiet as possible, the fear of discovery still in the back of my mind. We adjust ourselves, and head back up the moonlit path to go see our show. A Night Out We're on a crowded dance floor. The music is loud. So loud that trying to talk is useless. We are surrounded by people; our bodies being jostled by the crowd. Colored lights flash and pulse in time to the music with a beat so heavy that you can feel it. It's hot. Your chest glistens with sweat and you catch me staring at your tits; you smile to yourself. You look fucking hot and you know it; your low cut top and short skirt showing off your amazing body. My hands are on your hips and your hands play across my chest as we dance. You turn away from me and move your body back against mine, grinding on me. You feel my hands back on your hips and I roughly pull you back against my body. You wiggle a little, knowing that your ass is pressed against my cock and gasp out loud when you feel that I'm rock hard beneath my jeans! As the crowd dances around us, you grind your ass back against me again. I pull your hips back even more insistently and you feel my dick pressing against the small of your back. My strong arms wrap around you, and my hands are moving over your body. From your face, down to your hips, it feels like my hands are everywhere. While my one hand is brushing over your tits, quickly pinching your nipples, the other is hooking a finger into the waist of your skirt and deftly pressing on your clit through the material. Lost in the music, the movements, and my body; your eyes start to close and you tilt your head back. Your lips part and you moan slightly before suddenly remembering where you are. Your eyes snap open and you look quickly around, but nobody is paying any attention, they're all lost in their own worlds. You reach behind you and feel for my cock. It's easy enough to find. You move your hand up my inner thigh and feel my balls through my jeans. Right above them is the base of my rock hard shaft. You pinch it through the denim and start to move your hand up it. Your hand slides up my shaft till you feel the button on my jeans. You realize that I have pulled the head of my cock out of the waist of my jeans and it is bare under my t-shirt! You clamp your hand over it and spin around, chest heaving with barely contained desire. You look up in my eyes and see me staring down at you with an animal hunger in my eyes. "I need you right now." I growl, and I put both my hands on your ass and slam you forward against me, my cock poking you in the stomach. You see my eyes dart around the crowded room and I suddenly take off, heading for a dark corner, pushing through the seemingly solid wall of people and pulling you along behind me by the wrist. You're not exactly sure what I have in mind, but your pussy tingles and you can feel your panties getting damp just thinking about it. The outer edges of the room are much less crowded and much, much darker. The pulsing, colored lights of the dance floor do not shine here, and there are a few tables and chairs scattered about for weary dancers to rest. My grip on your hand tightens and I pull you forward and past me, turning you as I do so that you're facing me. I look into your eyes for a second, before using my body to push you back against the wall; kissing you hard on the mouth. I take your face in my hands, gently holding your head; a strange contrast to the urgency of the kiss. Your body melts against mine as my lips force yours apart, my tongue snaking into your mouth to meet your own, dancing like the crowd of people just behind me. My hands now move down your body; over your tits, down your flat stomach and around to the small of your back. My hands continue moving down, and I flip up the back of your skirt. Grabbing your ass hard, I lift you off of the ground. Completely lost in the moment, you wrap your legs around my waist and lock your feet behind me as I press your back harder against the wall, holding you up. You can feel my cock pressing against your pussy now, with just your panties and my jeans between them. You automatically start rocking your hips, rubbing your aching pussy against my thick, solid dick. I pull my mouth away from yours and you absently notice that you're gasping for breath. I start kissing along your jaw, and you can feel my hot breath rolling down your neck. My lips are soon to follow, as I kiss my way down the side of your throat, sucking and pinching your skin between my lips as I go. My mouth feels amazing and you gasp out loud, putting both your hands on my head, pulling me to you. I take the hint and start sucking harder on your neck, moving my way down to your collar bone. I scrape my teeth up to your shoulder and you feel me bite down. And instant flush of heat makes your shoulder burn and you groan, pushing your pussy more insistently into my cock. You can't take it anymore. You can't wait one more minute to feel me inside of you. Pulling my head back away from your neck, you look at me and say the two words I've been waiting to hear all night. "Fuck. Me." I lean back slightly and loosen my hold on your ass. You unlock your ankles from behind me and I lower you to the ground. My cock feels like it's about to explode as I take you by the hand once more and lead you along the wall towards a door in the corner. We burst through the door and into a small, dimly lit bathroom. Graffiti covers the walls and the stall, featuring everything from gang signs to phone numbers. You turn to me, give me a wicked smile, pull your shirt off over your head and drop to your knees in front of me. My crotch now right in front of your face, you push my t-shirt up my stomach and look at my cock sticking out of my jeans. The head so big and round, you can't wait to feel it in your mouth. Never taking your eyes off it, you unbutton my fly and slowly unzip my pants; revealing inch after inch of my cock. Finally, it falls free and hangs there in front of you, pointing right at your face. I look down at you, my cock aching for your touch as you stare at my dick for a long moment. Just as I'm about to beg, you mercifully wrap your fingers around the thick base and pop the head into your mouth. Your mouth feels so fucking good, I'm afraid I might shoot my load straight down your throat right now, but I take a deep breath and pull myself together. Now I can relax and enjoy you. You look so hot on your knees in front of me. Your head bobbing on my dick, making slurping sounds as your spit runs down my shaft and over your fingers. You squeeze the base of my rod hard and start to stroke up and down in time with your mouth. You hear me groan long and low and you feel my cock twitching in your mouth. Obviously, you're doing a good job. Now you open your mouth wide and stick out your tongue. Still holding my cock by the base, you slap the head of my dick on your tongue and see my body stiffen up as a sudden bolt of pleasure shoots through me. I take my cock out of your hand and start slapping you harder with it. First on your tongue, then on your cheek. You straighten up a little and pull your tits out of your bra, offering them to me. I rub the tip of my dick all around your nipples. You spit on my cock, lubing it up, so it slides more easily, and I slap the fat head on your rock hard nipples. Suddenly I stop playing with your tits, grab you by the shoulders and pull you roughly to your feet. I lean down and again start kissing your neck again. Your hand immediately finds my cock and you start stroking feverishly as my kissing turns to sucking. I'm sucking hard on the soft spot where your neck meets your collar bone, and you know that you will have a mark in the morning. Right now though, you don't care. You cry out, both hands working my cock now. You feel the vibrations as I groan loudly into your neck. You've done it. I can't hold off any longer. I forcefully spin you around, with one hand on the back of your neck and one hand on your waist; I push down and bend you over the sink. Finally. The party rages on outside the door. You can hear the music, the people, you can feel the bass, but they might as well be a million miles away. You reach out and grip the edges of the sink while, holding your hips in my hands, I kneel on the floor behind you. Pushing your skirt up around your waist, I hook my fingers into the waist of your panties and peel them slowly off of you. The material is literally dripping wet all around your pussy, and as they come down I start planting hot, wet kisses all over your ass, lightly biting my way down to your ass hole. You reach back with one hand and spread yourself wide for me as I lick and tongue your beautiful ass for a minute before continuing on to your pussy. Now you feel my hot tongue pressing on your clit and you cry out, rolling your hips to offer me a better angle at your sweet pussy. I'm licking your clit from behind in long, broad strokes. After a minute I start jabbing my tongue wildly into your sopping wet hole. You feel my tongue probing inside you; wriggling and twisting as deep as I can get it and you start gently rocking back to meet my thrusts. I reach down and start to stroke my cock while I eat your pussy. Your thighs shine with your juices and I use them to lube up my shaft. Finally, stroking my rock hard member, I stand up behind you and you feel me rubbing the head of my cock up and down your slit. I nudge the tip just inside your pussy, but before I can do anything else, you slam yourself back onto my cock. Now you've had me inside you before, but something about tonight.. the club, the teasing, the way you pushed so violently back onto my dick makes you scream out in pain and pleasure. You hear me gasp in surprise and in pleasure as you slide your tight wet pussy down over my entire cock. There is a fraction of a second where we both catch our breath, before I start fucking you. There is nothing gentle about this fuck. I slam my cock into you hard and fast. Pushing a little deeper with every thrust. My fingers are digging into your hips as I pull you back onto my rod, only to push you back off of it. I reach down and with a pinch, unclasp your bra, letting your tits fall free. I reach underneath you and grab them, pinching your nipples hard between my fingers while I bang you. Your pussy is so tight! You're crying out now as I grunt and groan and slam you harder and faster. I stand up straight, reach down, and grab a fistful of hair. I pull your hair hard back towards me jerking your head up. Your face is just inches from the mirror and you look into it to see me staring right back at you. You see a wild fire in my eyes as I ram my cock into you over and over and over again. I can see that same animal instinct in your eyes too. Your face is contorted with pleasure and we're both crying out loudly now. There is no way the people outside can't hear us, but we only get louder. Faster. Harder. Wetter. Deeper. I feel your pussy getting tighter around my dick, and I know that you're about to cum, so I let go of your hair and I slap your ass hard. Immediately I see a red outline where my hand hit you, and you can feel the stinging burn wide across your ass cheek. You feel your orgasm building up inside of you like water behind a damn. You're trying to hold out, making it last as long as possible, but finally you scream out loud that you're cumming. Your body convulses and your pussy clenches down around my dick. Waves of pleasure rock through you spreading out from your pussy to every single cell in your body your knees go weak and I find myself holding you up as you continue to cry out, your voice hoarse and throaty. Your pussy is so tight around me, I tell you I'm gonna cum too! I tell you I want to cum in your mouth and you immediately drop to your knees. My cock is slick with your cum, and my fist is pumping furiously up and down my long shaft. You open your mouth wide and I push the head of my cock deep into your throat. You gag slightly as my whole body suddenly tenses up and I cry out. A thick rope of white hot cum shoots into your mouth, splashing across your tongue and into the back of your throat. Followed by another. And another. My breath is loud and ragged and I'm still groaning loudly as my cock jerks and spasms in your mouth. You take it in your hand and continue to stroke it; squeezing tight, wanting to milk out every last drop of cum. Your mouth is overflowing and you can feel my hot juice dripping off your chin and running down your chest, over your tits and stomach. You close your mouth and swallow my load, licking your lips and looking up at me. The look in my eyes is that of pure satisfaction. You stand up in front of me and kiss my chest, my cock slowly softening in your hand. I take some paper towels from the dispenser and gently wipe the cum off of your stomach, while you use your fingers to eat up the cum on your tits. You wriggle your skirt back down as I pull my jeans on and we pick our shirts up off the floor. We leave the bathroom with huge smiles on our faces, our fingers entwined. We can't wait to get home and clean up. Good thing the shower is big enough for two.... A Night Out Some time ago, my wife and I decided that once a month we would have a special night out. It didn't have to be much, dinner and a movie, something other than a night at home watching TV. I look forward to those nights. We seem to get to know each other again. Appreciate each other again. It was our planned day out. As I left in the morning, I kissed my wife and told her to pamper herself as she had the entire day off. "We'll see," she replied as I headed out the door. **************************** I headed home after work and grabbed a quick shower before we headed out. We had made plans to go to one of our favorite local restaurants and take in a show at the theater afterwards. The restaurant was busy, but we were seated quickly. Shortly after ordering, she excused herself and headed to the restroom. After a short time, she returned, tossing something into my lap as she sat back down across from me. I was taken off guard by what had been tossed at me. It took me a minute to realize what it was. She had removed her panties when she was in the restroom! I was mesmerized; all I could do was stare. They crotch of her panties was soaked with her juices. God how I wanted to taste it! Reality hit when I noticed the waiter returning with our drinks. I quickly stuffed the damp panties into my pocket. I must have turned a hundred shades of red. Did he see? "Is everything alright here?" the waiter asked. "Yes, thank you. Everything is fine," I responded. As the waiter disappeared I glared across the table at my wife who was now running her stocking covered foot up and down my leg as she sipped her drink. I was still in shock from her little surprise. "What are you doing!?" "They were bothering me. I need to get rid of them," she said as she smiled coyly, gently stroking my cock through my pants with her foot. My cock with ready to explode with excitement. I need to stop this torture before it was too late. I reached down and started to rub her foot. That's when I noticed her perfect French pedicure. Little hints of pink and white peeking through her sheer black stockings. It was too much. I excused myself and went the restroom to splash some cold water on my face. When I returned, the waiter was just leaving the table from delivering our food. We sat quietly and ate, my wife playfully rubbing my leg and bulging crotch with her foot. I tried not to think of what was to come as I knew there was a long night ahead of me before we could head home. **************************** We made the short walk from the restaurant to the theater. All I could think about was getting my sexy wife home. I could have cared less about the show we were going to see. I wanted a private show! The theater was crowded. We made our way to our seats and settled in. The walk down the street gave my raging hard on time to calm down. I tried to think of other things to keep it from coming back as we waited for the show to begin. Suddenly the lights dimmed, the show was starting. My wife seized the opportunity of total darkness and took my hand which was absent mindedly caressing her leg and shoved it under her skirt. I noticed two things, one, she was dripping wet; two she was bare! She leaned over and whispered "The pedicure wasn't the only thing I had done today. You told me to pamper myself." My cock immediately stiffened and strained against my pants. Thank God the lights are dim I thought to myself. The night continued with her teasing me throughout the show. Seizing total darkness opportunities between acts to shove my fingers under her short skirt and into her wet pussy, occasionally licking her juices off them before the lights would come back up. As the show ended, we hurriedly fought our way through the crowd. When we made it outside we practically ran back to our vehicle. The short fifteen minute drive home seemed more like five. We stumbled up the stairs and into the bedroom locked in a feverish embrace the entire way. "Let me undress you," my wife whispered in my ear. "God I want to fuck you so bad!" "Let me undress you," she repeated. I gave in. Slowly she unbuttoned and removed my shirt. My pants followed but were a bit of a struggle. She kissed every inch of my body stopping briefly to nibble on my cock which was still straining against my boxers. She continued upwards and we locked in a long passionate embrace once again. She gently pushed me back on the bed. "Don't move," she instructed. Puzzled, I did as she asked as she opened the bed stand drawer and removed two silk scarves. "What are those for?" I asked. "This," she said as she tied me to the bed. "What are you up to?" "Just relax and enjoy," she said as she struggled to remove my boxers. I arched my back as she slid them down my legs. Without saying another word, she devoured my throbbing cock. She worked her magic, slowly taking the entire length into her mouth. Slowly she kissed the entire shaft, nibbling gently on the head as she caressed my balls. I could feel a huge load of cum welling up, getting ready to explode into her waiting mouth. She must have sensed this as my balls tightened and my breathing quickened. She released my cock from her mouth with a loud pop. "Not yet," she exclaimed as she straddled over me. "You haven't gotten your treat yet." As she lowered her pussy to my waiting mouth I could see her sweet as honey juices dripping from her smooth, bald pussy. After one lick, she lifted herself off me. I struggled against my restraints, wanting to pull her back to me. She giggled, "You like that, do you?" "Baby, give me more of that pussy. You've been teasing me all night! I want you to cum in my mouth! I want to taste more of that sweetness!" Before she lowered herself back down, she reached into the night stand a pulled out her favorite vibrator. With the flick of a switch, the vibe sprang to life. She once again lowered herself onto my waiting mouth. After a few seconds of my licking and the vibrator buzzing directly on her most sensitive spot she was cumming. A flood of juices covered me as she ground her shaking pussy on my mouth. Without stopping, she continued to pleasure herself with her vibrator as I cleaned up her sweet honey. "Baby, let me fuck you now!" She let out a quiet moan as she lifted off me and moved down to my throbbing cock. The positioned the head of it at the entrance of her pussy. I tried to thrust deep into her tight hole, but she moved forward as I tried. Again I struggled against my restraints. "Just relax," she whispered again. I did as instructed, letting her have her way with me. Again, she positioned the head of my cock at the entrance of her pussy. She slowly lowered herself so only the head of my cock was in her pussy. She grabbed her vibrator and positioned it just right on her clit. Within seconds her pussy was contracting violently on the head of my cock. As the last wave of her massive orgasm subsided, she thrust herself down, burying my cock inside her. She leaned forward and kissed me, tasting her pussy on my mouth. "Fuck, that tastes good," she said as she slowly started to raise and lower herself on my cock. "Baby, I sorry, but I'm not going to last long," I said as I struggled not to cum right then and there. "I know, that was my plan," she replied. "Fill me now!" She reached back and gently caressed my balls as she slowly continued to ride my cock. It was only a matter of seconds before I unleashed a huge load of cum deep in her pussy. I came for what felt like an eternity. I could feel our combined juices leaking out around my still buried cock. She continued to caress my balls and ride my overly sensitive cock after my orgasm subsided. "Baby, please stop!" I begged as she continued to ride me, my erection not going down. "Not until you give me another load!" She knew exactly which buttons to push and when. In a matter of minutes she had me cumming again. Jet after jet of hot cum shot from my cock into her overflowing pussy. She moaned in pure ecstasy as my orgasm ceased and my cock finally began to soften. We kissed as we both started to come down from the high of what just happened. "Baby, please untie me now," I begged. "Not yet. I want to taste...us." As I gave her a puzzled look, she removed my now limp cock from her swollen overflowing pussy and made her way back up to my mouth. She gently lowered her pussy to me, being carefully not to lose any of cum I had just deposited so deeply into her. Again, the vibrator buzzed to life. I hesitantly began to lick her pussy. I was turned off at first, but as I continued to lick her pussy clean, I began to 'taste us'. It was sweeter than anything I had ever tasted before. She came two more times, each time, a little more of 'us' came out of her pussy. I greedily took it all. When she finally had enough, she lifted herself off me. "How do we taste," she asked. "Exquisite!" She leaned down to try for herself. "Um, you're right...Exquisite!" She collapsed beside me and snuggled in tight. "Baby, now with you untie me?" I asked "No, I think I may want to make some more of 'us' later," she said with a devilish smile. She reached down and lazily stroked my semi-erect cock. I relaxed, enjoying the sensation and the thoughts of what was to come. Totally exhausted, we both drifted off to sleep. I was awakened a few hours later by a well fucked pussy being lowered onto my mouth. I started to reach for her but quickly realized I was still tied. "I'm ready for some more 'us'. Are you?" A Night Out I took my wife of eight years out for a surprise, but before we left I told her she had to dress sexy as it had been long time since we have had an entire night to ourselves. When we got into the car I told my wife that she had to wear a blindfold; I could tell she was hesitant but she agreed. Needless to say i was quite naughty with her, and in the 30 or so minutes it took for us to reach our destination she had been brought to about 4 orgasms with the use of just my fingers wrapped in her silk panties. Her seat was soaked with her delicious cum (it was a good thing her dress was around her waist at the time) and the car smelled wonderful because it smelled of her pussy. Before I stopped the car I made her promise she would do what I said for 20 minutes and then if she wanted she could dictate the rest of the evening, she seemed on the fence and then I rubbed her clit to make her cum one more time and she agreed. After I parked but before I took off the blindfold I leaned over and sucked on her clit for about 5 minutes as she had turned toward me with one foot on the dashboard which helped to open her beautiful shaved (I love when she shaves her pussy for me) pussy for me and she flooded my mouth with her sweet juice, and I loved it. I then slid my cum drenched tongue into her mouth and she sucked hard on it. She loves the taste of her own pussy, and I love to give it to her. I really love to watch her finger her cunt and then suck all of her dripping cum off of her fingers. Anyway I am ready to take off the blindfold. She blinks till her eyes adjust to the light, she gasps as she notices where we are. We are at what appears to be an upscale strip club. She looks like she wants to back out of her agreement but I just tell her 20 minutes then it's her choice. She resigns herself to it and I go around and help her out of the car. She has to readjust her panties and then pull down her dress back over her hips. God I love how sexy she is. I take her soft manicured hand in mine and kiss her hand and tell her how much I love her. We walk to the doors and see a very sexy athletic brunette checking IDs and taking the cover charge, but just from me because it's Ladie's Night (which means only men accompanied by a lady can get in, which I knew ahead of time) and ladies get in for free. The brunette looks my wife up and down and sniffs around her and says she smells like pussy and then licks her lips, my wife just blushes and I tell the brunette that's because she just came 5 times and then I fed her my pussy juice covered tongue. The brunette grabs me and slides her tongue into my mouth and then licks my face clean, and then pulls back and tells my wife she taste wonderful and she wished she could try some from the source. My wife said maybe later, and then pulled my stunned self thru the doors. She then turned my face to hers and then she slid her tongue into my mouth and says she is now super horny and she wants to fuck. I tell her she has to wait at least 20 minutes (I love to tease her so). We then move thru to a table close to the stage where a large tittied blonde is grinding her pussy up and down the pole. My wife then reaches under the table and releases my pole, wow I thought is she getting bold and I like it! Then a bare chested redhead comes over first to ask if we want something to drink and I tell her a coke for me and whatever my wife wants. She looks right at the tits and then the green eyes of our waitress and in her sexiest voices says she wants a slow hard screw against the wall, and then licks her lips and winks at the girl. The girl dropped her tray and as she kneels to pick it up my wife turns her waist to face her and pulls her panties to the side and flashes the girl her soaking wett cunt. The girl can't help it and leans over and licks her pussy. My wife reaches down and forces the girl's face even further into her cunt and says eat me like a good wench, and then she shudders and my wife squirts all over the girls face and tits. The girl falls back and is totally soaked, my wife says she got her tip early and the girl says she hopes to get more tips during the night. My wife just winks and says maybe. And during this whole show my wife was giving me a great handjob and when my wife came so did I. my wife then starts to lick my cum off of her hand and the redhaired girl grabs her hands and licks her hand clean, and then says you both taste delicious. I giver her a $20 and tell her to keep the change. My wife has already done more domineering then I have ever seen. I ask if she would like a lap dance, and she says great idea but only if I get one too. Of course I agree but I tell her to pick out someone for me and I would do the same for her and she looks at me with a mischievous look and agreed. We then head in different directions after we cover back up, and we arrange to meet back at the table in 5 minutes, so we can watch each other with our lapdancers. God I am ready to cum again (good thing I can cum a lot of times in short periods without really going soft). As soon as she disappears go to the front door and tell the door checker that my wife needs a lapdance and maybe something special and if she would be interested? She looks at me and grabs my hand and pulls me back into the club and tells one of the other girls to cover the door for a while. I smile a huge smile as I am dragged back to my table, and there was my gorgeous wife with our redhaired waitress. She saw who I was with and got a huge grin on her face, and our two dancers switched partners and led us into the back to a vip room. We were all alone and they locked the door. Then they pushed us down onto the couch right next to each other. Then the music started and they started to dance and they surprised us when they started rubbing and dancing with each other. My hand went to my wife's dripping pussy once more and she actually fished my cock out of my pants and it was at full attention then the dancers turned and came at us and started grinding all over us and especially the hands that were pleasuring the other person. They then asked if they could just dance for each of us and we agreed so they led us slightly apart but we could still see each other just fine. The brunette said she can't have my wife touching her but that if my wife wanted she can be touched. My wife just shook her head yes. The brunette grabbed the bottom of my wife's dress and pulled it up over her waist and then started to trail her tongue up my wife's thigh slowly getting closer to my wife's pantied covered pussy. I was hard as steel, and the red head turned her back to me and started rubbing her ass over my lap with my hard cock still out, and then as she got lower she watched the brunette dive into my wife's oozing pussy and she impaled herself on my cock at the same time. I gasped as my wife looked me in the eyes and then looked down and watched the red haired pussy swallow my cock over and over again, and my wife just started shuddering for a good two minutes because of her ability to be multi-orgasmic. I could only see fluid dripping off of the brunettes chin and onto her tits but she kept on tongue fucking my wife. The redhead got off of me and walked over to my wife and grabbed the back of her head and slid her tongue into my wife's gasping mouth and she groped her great tits. My wife started to spasm harder then ever. I just sat there and stroked my hard cock watching the beautiful show. They stopped when they noticed my wife had passed out. As soon as she woke up we all laughed. I thanked the ladies and said the twenty minutes were up so we could go if my wife wanted. She said she did want to leave, and the girls looked disappointed until my wife told them what our room number was at the hotel I got us (which happened to be right next door) and no matter what time they were welcomed. And then we could all cum over and over again! After that we left. And as we are pulling into the hotel parking lot and my wife just gave me some short road head I cum down her throat. God I love her. I mention I didn't know the girls names. She said that was ok we could ask them when they weren't sucking something because its rude to talk with your mouth full!!! Lol! Ok end Part 1! Please send comments so I can make better stories. A Night Out I had a fantasy that we went out to dinner to a very nice restaurant. We sat in a corner booth side by side. We were both nicely dressed, me in a suit and tie and you in a black sleeveless dress that ended just above your knee. The restaurant was dimly lit with mood lighting. Votive candles lit the table and accented the long red tablecloth that extended all the way to the ground. The waitress came by took our drink orders, She was a young redhead with very pretty features. As soon as the waitress leaves, you lean in close and whisper in my ear "I saw your eyes wander over that girl". As you say this, your left hand slowly begins stroke my cock through my slacks. "Don't worry, I'm not mad. You can look as long as I am the only you touch and I am the only one who touches you." You're hand steadily strokes me back and forth up and down my length which has quickly grown to full length. The waitress returns with our drink orders and asks if we are ready to order. With your hand still stroking my hardness, I find it hard to concentrate and dryly answer "no, sorry, we haven't even looked over the menu yet." She gives me a strange look, knowing that something isn't quite right, but not sure what it is. An evil grin crosses your face as you reply "please just give us a few more minutes". Your smile seems to put the waitress at ease as she tells us to take our time and she will be back in a bit for our orders. She then turns and walks to another nearby table. As she approaches the table, she leans over to take their orders. I hadn't noticed before, but while the waitress was talking to us you had undone my belt and unzipped my fly. Again, you lean in close and whisper in my ear, "look at that pert little ass, it looks perfect enough to kiss." And for the first time I feel the flesh of your hand touch my hardened flesh. The jolt of energy that rush through me nearly makes me cum right there on the spot, but I somehow manage to hold back. You hear my breath catch, which causes you to slightly giggle and say "oh, you like that, do you?" "Yes", I dryly answer. "Which is it you like, her pert ass, or my hand stroking your rock hard cock?" "Both", I reply. "Then you're going to LOVE this, Call the waitress over and order the lobster with white sauce. You should order the ravioli in black sauce, it's simply delicious, but not as delicious as what I am about to have." With that you throw your fork under the table and you quickly disappear under the long table cloth. I can feel as you slowly graze a fingernail up the sensitive underside of my dick. I call the waitress over. She quickly comes over and asks how she may help me. As soon as you hear her voice, you quickly take my whole cock into your warm wet mouth. I let out a soft moan. The waitress looks at me with a sly grin as she asks, "where is the lovely woman that was with you?" I feel as your tongue slowly licks up my length and dances with the head of my cock. "She had something she felt a dire need to attend to", I reply with a low and nervous sounding voice. The waitress suddenly gets a small glimmer in her eye and I feel as if she has caught on to our little adventure. She straightens up and purses her lips into a pouty little smile. I tell her that "I think we are ready to order. The lovely lady stated that she wanted the lobster in white sauce, and I shall have the ravioli in black sauce." "Nice choice, Maybe I should tell you about our specials, I think you will find them quite enticing." With that, she leans over the table towards me and presses her arms together which caused her tits to enlarge and show more of her soft white milky cleavage. The visual of those beautiful orbs staring me in the face and the mental image of your lovely mouth wrapped around my manhood, along with the sensation of the actual feeling, nearly pushes me over the edge. You sense how close I am and suddenly stop. I quickly try and compose myself, but the cool air along my exposed hardness mixes with the wet saliva left behind from your mouth and it begins to lightly ache in a good way. The waitress senses something has changed, and begins to play with her hair in that sexy way that women do. "Our first special of the night, and one I think you might be familiar with, is smoked sausage. Our next special special is an Italian sausage in THICK .... WHITE .... CREAMY .... SAUCE" with a slow seductive emphasis on the last four words. Under the table, you slowly begin stroking my cock in a slow rhythmic motion, as you also allow your tongue to dance lightly over my cock head. "I'm sure the beautiful woman with you would love that white creamy sauce. You should give it to her." Her nipples were now clearly visible through her blouse and nicely accented the full round cleavage of her tits. You begin stroking me even harder and faster, knowing that I can't hold out much longer. You've heard everything the waitress has said thus far, but now she moves in closer so that only I can hear her. She slowly whispers in my ear, 'I know exactly where that lovely woman is, she's under that table smoking a sausage, and hoping to get the white creamy sauce that goes with it. I bet her lovely red painted lips are formed in a perfect O and slowly building speed as they slide up and down that hard cock of yours." I grip the edge of the table as her words hit me. From what I can feel on my over sensitive cock, I think she hit the nail on the head. "You're so close to cumming, aren't you?" I slowly nod while trying to concentrate on anything else so as not to let this sensation end. But those nipples are staring me straight in the face. The waitress catches where my gaze as fallen. "Oh, you like my perky little tits, don't you? Don't deny it. Here, let me show you a little more of what you want to see" she says in a hushed voice so no one else can hear. She then proceeds to unbutton another button followed by her taking her thumb and forefinger to her nipples and tweaking them so they become even more pronounced. She then takes her right arm and steadies herself on the table. She takes her left arm and places it under her beautiful round orbs and pushes her tits up even more, slightly exposing the top of both areolas. "Ohhh, you're so close, I can see it in your face. Reach under the table and push her down on that cock." I quickly obey, my hands slightly trembling as I reach under the table and find the back of your head. I grab the end of your long hair and wrap my hand around it and begin to push your head up and down. You're slick lips easily gliding over my length. "That's it" the young waitress whispers in my ear. "Force feed it to her. and push those ruby red lips of her's all the way down to the base." "Oh, you know you don't want to explode just yet, but you can't hold out much longer. Just watching you struggle to not cum is making me wet as can be. I'd show you my slick little pussy, and how inflamed my lips are and how sorely they want to be touched, but I don't think that would be prudent given our current location." With those final words, I let out a low animal grunt and explode in your mouth. I feel your lips tighten around the edge of the head of my cock as you suck so hard that you create a vacuum around it. No drop will be wasted, as I feel you swallow around the head of my now slowly deflating dick. It's so sensitive now that every movement you make around it sends a jolt through my body, and you know it as my body lightly jerks to your every touch of it. As a "get even' gesture for pulling your hair, you take and slowly rake your teeth over my extremely sensitive part of my head. The waitress senses that I came, but doesn't know what happened afterwards. She winks at me and says you're quite welcome, and thanks for the show. With that, she buttons up her blouse adjusts her top and slowly saunters away. A Night Out Elle hadn't been to a bar in a very long time. Her work had been so busy lately; it must have been nearly a year since she tasted bad martinis under low lighting, watching men in ill-fitting suits sidling up to young girls in short dresses. She had already been approached twice in the first half-hour. One was at least a decade older, forty maybe. His breath made her skin crawl and his body was unpleasant, to say the least. The other was closer to her age, perhaps he was thirty too. Creepy and too eager, she thought. She ordered another drink and was considering making it her last. She remembered why she hated bars. "You don't want the martinis here. They taste like paint-stripper," a voice from next to her said. She shifted her body towards the deep voice and found herself looking at a young man. Nineteen, maybe twenty. But not a boy, that was certain. His eyes were clear, bright, intelligent. A beautiful suit, well cut for his athletic body. Well groomed, unlike almost every other man there. She smiled as she found herself wondering what was underneath that suit. "Hello. I'm James," the young man said, confidence exuding from his face. She took his hand delicately and replied with a flirtatious smile, "Well hello James, I'm Elle. You're right about the martinis, they're terrible." He suddenly leaned close to her ear, her soft hand in his firm grip still, "Tell me something Elle. Why is a thirty-year old woman talking to a twenty-year old boy in a dark bar that can't even make a good martini? Why aren't you at home, being fucked by, I don't know, a barrister, or surgeon, or an author of high regard?" Taken aback by his words, she was speechless. He let go of her hand, and she could feel her fingers throb just a little. Why was her heart pounding? He wasn't that good looking. But there was something, a tingle between her legs, a slight blush to her décolletage. This man was not a boy, it was certainly clear. He knew exactly what he was doing. "Why don't you take me back to your place Elle? I can feel how tense you just got, let me relax you," James said, his hand placed on her black skirt, and pushed her legs apart a little. "O-ok, J-j-ames," she stuttered back. What was she doing? Elle thought, he's said no more than a hundred words to me. He dropped some notes on the bar and grabbed her hand, leading her through the crowd to the door. He practically dragged her into a taxi. She hadn't been this nervous in years. They sat in the back of the taxi, his fingers began to roam on her body. She moaned a little when he put his tongue in her mouth, he was so dominant. She was giving herself to him, he didn't even need to ask, he demanded and she obeyed. They fled the taxi, James again shoving a handful of notes into the driver's hand. In the lift up to her apartment on the 10th floor he owned her again, his big hands on her breasts, hers on his firm arse. They practically fell out the lift, hands all over each other. He kissed her hard against the wall outside her apartment. His lips on her mouth, her neck, the top of her breasts. He bit the side of her neck, and she shuddered. Too long, she thought, it had been too long. They entered the apartment, mouths still locked together. She pushed him onto the sofa in her front room. He stopped kissing her and grabbed her arse hard enough to hurt and make her moan, "Stand up and strip for me Elle. I want to see you remove your clothes," James commanded. She stood up in the middle of the room, now unsure of herself. She felt nervous, like the first time again. She desperately wanted to please him. "Take off your skirt. Now," said James. He watched as she slowly unzipped the side of her short skirt and let it slide to the floor seductively. James looked at her naked legs, the small gap at the top of her thighs tempted him, but he knew he had to remain in control. "Now, the shirt." Her face blushed crimson as she undid the buttons one by one. The first sight of her black-lace bra caused James's cock to stir a little. The baggy shirt had hidden her large firm breasts well; he hadn't guessed she was so...fleshy. She finished undoing her shirt and glided it off her shoulders, slowly brushing her hair back as she did. "Give me a twirl, let me see you." She turned on her tiny feet; her back arched a little as her whole body blushed. She couldn't believe what he could make her do, what he could make her want. James caught his breath as he followed a bead of sweat from her hair down her soft back, over her round arse, and down to her feet. He looked forward to tracing it with his tongue. "Remove the bra." She put her hands behind her back and undid the lacy bra. She felt a little humiliated, but more aroused than she had ever felt before. She so wanted him to like her body. She dropped her bra to reveal the perfect pair of breasts. James felt his mouth water as he looked at her hard nipples and large aureoles. For thirty, her breasts were very perky, considering their size. He guessed she was a 34E, though it was hard to tell in the soft light. He stood up and removed his shirt. She breathed in sharply when she saw his body; he was very athletic toned, with those visible hip bones that she loved. He slid off his trousers to reveal a semi-erect cock in tight briefs. It looked thick, very thick. When he took a step towards her, her stomach twisted. What was he going to do? She asked herself. As he stepped so close he could feel her breath on his chest, he kissed her deeply and pinched her nipples. She gasped and kissed back. She wanted him to take her and make her his. "Take off my briefs Elle. On your knees," James said confidently. She moved down his chest, licking and kissing his sculpted body. Her hands reached his tight briefs, the cock bulging huge in front of her. It was his turn to shiver as he felt her breath so close. She looked him in the eyes. He only realised how truly beautiful her eyes were just then. She pulled the briefs down and a gorgeous cock came into view. He kicked them off his ankles and she held the now fully stiff dick in front of her. It throbbed in her hand, and she licked a drop of precum off the tip, which made it jump. As just began to slowly work her hand up and down the shaft, gentle kisses on the large head, she tried to measure it in her mind. Seven. Maybe seven and a half inches. And so fucking thick. It would hurt, she realised, hurt so good. She took him in her mouth, her tongue working the head. Dropping further and further down, she eventually took five inches of the seven and a half, and wanted to go further, but he stopped her. He pulled out of her mouth, saliva dripping off the big cock. Grabbing her roughly he kissed her again, their tongues entwined, her cunt dripping juice, his cock twitching. He pushed her against the wall again, hard enough to make her moan, light enough not to hurt. He rolled down her panties, staring up and down her legs for a while. Elle waited in breathless anticipation. Finally he planted a kiss on the inside of her thigh, soft and tender. It made her shake a little. He looked up at her face and smiled as he felt her thrust her cunt towards him, desperate for his tongue. He pushed her thighs apart and began kissing and biting up one leg, then skipping her wet cunt, before going down the other leg. She began to worry the hair on her cunt was off-putting. Her fears were assuaged as her body trembled when he finally ran his tongue over her clit. The taste was exquisite, thought James. Fresh and deep, strong and delicious. He attacked her cunt with tongue and fingers, curling two inside her, making her ride his hand to orgasm. She moaned and pushed her body against his tongue, clit throbbing in pleasure and thighs slick with her wetness. She felt herself reaching an orgasm, she was close. Putting one of her hands on the back of his head she forced his tongue and fingers deeper inside her as she grinded against him. Her other hand squeezed her nipples, so erect now. "James you're so good at that. Tongue-fuck me, make me cum on your tongue, I want you to taste me, feel my juices run all over your mouth. Fuckkkkk that's good James, I'm cumming! I'm cumming for you!!" she moaned so deeply and slid down the wall a little, her legs nearly giving way. Instead of letting up, James held her against the wall still, and pushed his cock against the entrance to her cunt. His body held her up as he slowly forced his dick into her tight cunt, he was so thick, Elle thought. He fucked all the way inside her, his cock totally enveloped by her wet pussy. It hurt so much but she couldn't let him go, just let her cunt throb and squeeze and pull on his dick. She gasped and moaned as he pulled out and thrust back in, over and over again, picking up speed. Her legs wrapped around his buttocks, squeezing him tightly, her hands draped over his strong back. He moved his hips firmly and quickly, as she slid up and down his thick cock. "Fuck me James. Fuck me hard, I need your cock inside me deep, can you feel how soaking wet I am for you? I've never been this wet before." He bit her neck again, fuck, she loved that. Then he whispered in her ear, almost violently, "I'm going to make you cum over and over tonight. No work for you tomorrow Elle. You'll be recovering from the best night of your life, your clit and cunt will be so sore and used. And you'll beg for it again tomorrow night." Oh god, he was right, she thought. Already she could feel herself slipping into a small orgasm. He stretched her cunt perfectly, just a hint of pain with the pleasure. "I'm cumming James. Oooohhhhhhhhh that's so fucking good." James smiled and kissed and sucked her breasts as she squirmed on his cock. Her juice ran down her thighs as she shuddered into another orgasm. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. James you're perfect. Oh fuck, I'm your little slut, aren't I? Tell me I'm your slut." "You are my little slut Elle. You'll beg for my cock and worship it. I'll give you what you want and you'll know what a dirty little whore you are." "Oh James, just don't stop fucking me ever." She could feel it build, a tremendous orgasm, so strong it might ruin her. She couldn't breathe properly, ragged and deep. He was so deep inside her, he was using her cunt and she was begging for more. She whispered in his ear, "It's coming James, another one, it's going to finish me. It's coming, oh I'm so close." He laughed a little and stopped his thrusts against the wall. She moaned as he withdrew from her, and carried her through to her bedroom, throwing her on top of the sheets. Her cunt was dripping now, his roughness, his dominance was so arousing. "On all fours, now, Elle. And beg me to cum, I want to hear you beg for it," he said as he stroked up and down his thick cock. "Please James, stick it in. All the way. Put that big, fat cock deep in cunt and make me cum. I need you right now, I'll be your little slut if you just make me cum right now." He chuckled a little and slapped her pert buttocks a couple of times, eliciting more moans and a slight trickle of liquid from her cunt. One hand went to her breasts to maul and twist and pinch, whilst the other grabbed the back of her hair. She moved one hand back and grasped his cock. God, it's so thick, she thought. She guided him into her, feeling his whole length inside her; she moaned deeply and arched her back, her legs nearly giving way. He slid all the way out, then thrust in, his body smacking against her firm arse. She began to moan and beg again, "Oh fuck, James. Give it me James, make me your slut, I'm fucking yours James. Make me cum so hard for you, make me cum all over that big dick, I want you to feel my juices running down your cock! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!!" Her moans and screams become a garbled mess of pleasure as he fucked her as hard he could, his own orgasm approaching. He moved his hand away from her large breasts and reached around to play with her clit, rubbing furiously. He pinched it hard and pushed her over the edge, "Ohhhhh fuuuucccckkkkkk James!!!! I'm cumming on your cock, shit, fucking shit I'm cumming all over your stiff prick. That's it, keep fucking me like a stud, ohh fuck please, please I'm yours. I'm your little cumslut James, just make me cum like that every day," she moaned as her cunt started to convulse and her clit began to throb hard, her whole body began to shake and shudder. The sensation of her tight, hot, wet cunt gripping and spasming on his thick cock was too much for James. He roared as he buried himself in her totally, her body still writhing underneath from her extended orgasm. His balls emptied inside her, his stiff cock shot four, five, six heavy loads, mixing their juices together inside her hot cunt. He could feel her liquid running down his shaft and onto his now-empty balls. He kissed her hard on the mouth. A Night Out We were due to meet friends in Town that night. We went to town but they cancelled at the last minute. We were dressed up for a good night, you in black skirt, shorter than you normally wear, white figure hugging blouse with black sexy bra, thong and heels. You were feeling really desirable and I couldn't keep my hands off you, but you weren't ready to go home so we decided to stay out anyway. I took you into a bar which had live music later but was still fairly quiet. I got you a glass of wine and we sat by the window in comfy leather settees in what was a nice alcove. We chatted a while and I got you another glass of white wine as the bar got busier. We were doing some people watching and saw a group come in all laughing and joking. There were six of them. Two girls, dressed for clubbing, and four men. Two were obviously the boyfriends and the other two appeared to be friends of the group. They were about thirty-ish and we tried to work out there nationality and what they did etc. They got drinks and started to look around for somewhere to sit. The place was now full and the only other seats were the other two leather sofas in our alcove They walked towards us with one of the single guys slightly in front. He was early 30's, 6'2" well built, with cropped hair and light black skin. He was smartly dressed and had a smile on his face. He introduced himself as Ryan and asked if they could join us as there were no other seats. We said yes and everyone exchanged names. The other single guy was called Pete, about 30 again, white well built and a bit quieter than Ryan. We started chatting and I popped to bar to get more drinks for us as you had finished your second glass of wine. For the next hour or so we had a good chat and laugh with them. Ryan was clearly the outgoing friendly one and he kept the conversation moving. We were both on our forth drinks and very merry having a good time. The live music started and the lights dimmed a bit but we continued to chat, just getting a bit louder to compensate for the music. A couple went off to dance and the conversation got a little risqué, with everyone having to reveal there most passionate moment, or first erotic experience etc. We were all laughing at each others embarrassment as we answered and you blushed when you brushed quickly over your encounter with Ben. Ryan tried to get you to reveal more details but you were circumspect and we all laughed at how much you blushed. You took a long drink of you wine and I revealed how big, Ben was. You nearly choked and Ryan asked if you liked big men. I said you did and you punched me on the arm. Everyone laughed and then started to interrogate Ryan. He told a detailed story of a threesome he had had. I could see that this turned you on as you listened intently asking a couple of questions and trying to embarrass him. One of the other girls blurted out that she had had a threesome and it was awesome. Her boyfriend gave her a quizzical look and everyone laughed. Ryan then asked you if you had had a threesome, you said no and he said I bet you'd love it. You squirmed and denied it and he said maybe you will find out one day. I got up and went to the toilet and to get us more drinks. Ryan said to me as I went, if it was ok to dance with you. I said it was up to her. He just grabbed your hand and dragged you up. I got back and watched as you both gyrated around. I took a photo with the camera in you purse. After a while you came back and I asked if you had enjoyed it. You laughed and said he is big I'll tell you that. I quizzed you and you revealed that when he had pulled you close you could feel his member growing and pressing against you. Ryan then suggested truth or dare. Everyone was well oiled by then and we all agreed. It went round in turn and when it came to you, you said truth. One of the girls said, "What was the naughtiest blow job you had done." You laughed and said you weren't sure. I said, what about Ben in the car after your curry night. You punched me again, while they insisted you told that story. You then recounted the story of being dropped home drunk and then arranging to be picked up by Ben and taken to a quiet spot and he was all over you. By now you were very turned on and had drunk a lot so you told the story with relish, about how you had gone down on his large cock and sucked him off. Everyone cheered and Ryan said, "Did you spit or swallow?" You laughed and said you didn't remember and they all said together, "She swallowed." We all laughed and truth or dare continued round the table. When it came back to you you said dare as you didn't want to answer any more questions and how daring can it be in a bar full of people and music. One of the girls said, "You have to snog Ryan!" We all cheered. Before you could answer Ryan lent over, grabbed your waist and pressed his mouth on yours. You felt his tongue slip into your mouth and one of his hands slide down to grab your arse. They all cheered again and I took some more photos. The evening carried on. A few minutes later you asked me where the toilets were. I started to point, but Ryan said, " I'm going to, I'll show you." You walked off with Ryan dragging you by the hand and he showed you to where the ladies are. Just before the door is a small dark alcove where some coats are hanging. Instead of releasing your hand Ryan pulled you into the alcove and began to kiss you on the mouth. You felt his tongue in your mouth again. You tried to resist a bit but you were so horny and in any case you had already snogged him so no big deal. You responded. After a few seconds his hands dropped to your arse and he pulled you close. You could feel how hard and big he was as he pressed against you. He then turned you around and pushed you against the coats. You put your hands up to stop yourself being smothered by coats and turned your head to look over your shoulder to ask what he was doing. Before you could he started to kiss you again and his hands felt there way up to your breast. He pushed his hand into the top of your bra and began to pinch your nipple. You wanted to sigh but his tongue was still in your mouth. His other hand dropped down and pushed up under your skirt. His finger flicked across the lace front of your thong and then his hand pushed down under the material and started to rub you clit gently. You shuddered. He carried on massaging you clit and nipple, whilst exploring your mouth with his tongue. Just as you thought you might cum he stopped and turned you round. His hands went to your shoulders and pushed you down on your knees. Without thinking you undid his belt and trouser button and then slid down the zip. You pushed both you hands into the waist band of his boxers and freed his cock so that it bounced free. You grasped the shaft and was mesmerised, even in the low light, at the contrast between your creamy white hand and the blackness of his long thick shaft. Ryan must of got impatient as he grasped your head and pushed the tip of his cock against your lips. You opened your mouth and began to lick his tip trying to work out if you could get his size in your mouth. The decision was made for you as Ryan thrust his cock into your mouth. He began to fuck your mouth as you responded sucking and licking as best you could. This didn't last long and he said, "Lets see if you spit or swallow?" You felt him tense and then thrust into your mouth holding you head firmly against him, feeling his ball's bounce against your chin. Before you could decide whether to let him cum in your mouth or not, you felt his seed hit the back of you throat and slide down. Not having much choice you drank him down and felt him start to gently thrust in and out of your mouth again. You kept licking and sucking him clean, as he began to grow smaller. He said, "Wow that was brilliant, you know how to give head." He put himself away saying, "I'll see you back at the table." And then was gone. You were so horny, desperate to cum and not sure what had happened. You went into the ladies and cleaned up re-applying some lip gloss as the original was smeared along Ryan's shaft. After a few minutes you returned to the table. I said you were a while. You smiled and I caught a sideways smile from Ryan who said, "Maybe she had a bite to eat." An hour later we were all still having a good time. Pete said, "Why don't we go back to mine and continue the evening with a few drinks and some food?" We all agreed. About midnight we walked as a group to Pete's house on the edge of the city centre. We all sat round and continued drinking and laughing. We tried a few more games. You seemed very unsettled but still enjoying yourself. We were both pretty drunk. You asked Pete where his bathroom was and he said he would show you. You followed him upstairs and he started to give you a tour. You followed him into a bedroom and he told you it was his. He said it was really cool in summer and he loved the cane rocking chair at the foot of his bed. You stepped over to it and rocked it. As you did you sensed Pete was behind you. He grabbed your waist and turned you round laughing and said, "Your next dare is to snog me." You replied "I thought we had finished truth and dare." "Oh no," he said, "its my house so my rules say we are still playing." He then lent in and began to kiss you passionately pushing his tongue deep in your mouth and drawing your body close. He was so strong you couldn't resist and for the second time that evening you responded to the kiss of a stranger. His hands wondered over your body and down to your arse. You were so horny at this point you didn't care. You just wanted to cum. Pete pushed his hand under your skirt and started to rub your clit through the lace of your black thong. You stopped kissing him and moaned. He turned you both round and sat back into the rocking chair pulling you with him. You moaned don't stop I need to cum. You were on his knee, knees apart allowing him access to your soaking pussy and kissing him, your tongue exploring his mouth. He pushed his fingers round the material of your thong and you felt one slide easily into you. You gasped, becoming more desperate to cum but he stopped pulling his face away from yours. He said, "Ryan tells me you definitely swallow is that right?" You looked into his blue eyes and smiled, "Maybe." He said, "I cum, you cum!!!" You sighed and slipped off his knee between his legs with your knees now on the floor. Right then all you wanted was that orgasm because you knew it would be massive. You quickly undid his trousers and freed the large shaft from its confine and sank your mouth over the tip and along the shaft. For the second time that night you gave great head to a stranger, and you loved it. All doubts were gone as you buried your face with gusto on to his hard stiff manhood. You expected Pete to come soon and would give him the same treatment you gave Ryan earlier. After all fair was fair, and you had found it to be a big turn on. What you didn't expect was Ryan's hands to suddenly grab your waist and push your skirt up. You couldn't react as Pete had your head firmly on his shaft which you were in any event continuing to suck and lick with relish. Ryan said, "Every girl should know what three-some is like, by being fucked by two men." You could feel him ready himself behind you pulling your butt up and pushing the tip of his rock hard cock against your still soaking pussy. In one long slow thrust he entered you all the way. You were so wet that there was no resistance even though he was very big. You stopped sucking for a moment, all be it Pete's member remained in your mouth, so that you could savour the powerful thrust and sense of filling you got from Ryan's shaft. After a moment you resumed sucking off Pete and Ryan began to fuck you hard like an out of control piston. There was no gentleness about this just hard raw fuck with you pinned from both ends. You pushed your hand under your body and began to rub your clit as you felt a massive orgasm build. You felt Pete tense and cum and you kept sucking him down as Ryan continued his unrelenting momentum. Pete's erection began to subside as you licked him clean, but after a couple of minutes you felt him begin to spring back to life. You had stopped sucking him and were moaning and shaking your head as Ryan fucked you harder and harder. The noise had brought me up and I watched the scene mesmerised before taking more photos. You looked back at me with pure lust in your eyes as you let out a huge scream as the orgasm washed over you. Ryan rammed home once more and stopped to unload again into your willing body. Before you could do anything Pete told Ryan to pull out and he turned you round. With out hesitation you sat back on his lap feeling under you for his shaft to guide it into you. You then began to bounce up and down on his newly hard cock. I watched the sight of you with your back to Pete, skirt round your waist, blouse undone with you breasts free and shaking your head as his large cock fucked you. The second stranger to do so that night. I took a couple of photo's and then stepped forward to push my own cock into your mouth... What a night!! A Night Out "How the hell did I get myself into this?" Joan thought to herself. She hardly notices the puff of smoke that billows from her mouth as she exhales the cigarette smoke before it disappears through the driver's side window of her husband's car. She does however notice the first light breaking over the mountain as she turns left, heading in an easterly direction towards her home. She takes another draw from her cigarette as she nervously glances at the clock on the dashboard that indicates that it is 02:35. "Oh, God, I hope Jerry will be asleep when I get home!" She doesn't know how she will explain herself if Jerry her husband of 18 months, was awake when she got home. What was intended to be an innocent night with Joan having a few drinks with Beth, her sister and a few friends, got out of control and lead to her returning home at his hour. Beth invited Joan a week or so ago to join her on the ladies night that happened the evening before. The girls planned on going to a local pub, have a few drinks and catch up on the latest gossip. She wanted desperately to accept the invitation, as it had been months since their last ladies night. She reluctantly declined Beth's invitation as she and Jerry had plans to spend a romantic evening together. As a criminal lawyer, Jerry spends long hours at his office and they seldom get the opportunity to have a romantic evening. Their plans for their romantic evening were ruined when one of Jerry's clients was arrested during the course of the previous day and Jerry had to meet with the client's family. Joan went with Jerry to see the family hoping that the meeting would be over soon and that they could have their romantic evening. Joan was very disappointed when Jerry had to go with the client's family to see the client at the police station. She and Jerry agreed that she would take his car and join her friends at the Castle Inn where they were having their ladies night. Jerry would join her as soon as he finished at the police station. Joan felt sexy and over dressed for Castle Inn as she walked into the dimly lit pub at 22:15. She was dressed in a red tight fitting mini dress that exposes much of her curvy legs. The neckline plunges down between her perky 36C breasts. Her breasts are still firm at 32 and she is very proud of her assets. She is a bit of an exhibitionist and enjoys the attention that her breasts attract. She is only wearing red thongs under the dress and she is acutely aware of how her nipples are jutting out because of the cool night air. She spots Beth and three of their friends sitting at a table near the small dance floor. The Pub is really busy as there is a live band playing. Beth is a vivacious 35 year old red head and married to Jerry's older brother Kyle. As Joan approaches the four women they spot her and Maggie waves over a waiter. Joan orders a whiskey and soda as she joins the others. "What happened with your romantic evening?" Maggie asks. "Jerry was called out on an emergency. He will call me when he finishes at the police station and we will meet up." "Ah, what a shame. You were so looking forward to tonight." Beth said. "Oh, it's not that bad. One gets used to it after a while." "How does one get used to being neglected most of the time?" Nancy piped in. "It's his job." Joan replied not very convincingly. The truth is that she is longing for some male attention. She is used to her slim figure, voluptuous breasts and long curly hair attracting male attention. Since she married Jerry she does not get out as much as she used to. The band played lively dance music and soon the girls were in the middle of the packed dance floor dancing in a small circle. They danced several songs and decided to return to their table to catch their breaths. At the table they ordered another round of drinks. Arriving with their drinks was a round of Tequilas. The waiter informed them that it was complimentary drinks pointing to a group of three seemingly young guys sitting at a table not far from the girls. When they looked over to the guys the guys raised their glasses in a toast. "Well, ladies I'm not going to let a free Tequila go to waste," said Linda. The girl's poured salt on their hands, raised their Tequila glasses answering the toast of the guys and downed the shots followed by the usual lemon wedges. It was the first shots for the evening, but not the last ones. Soon the girls were back on the dance floor showing of their dance moves their dance moves. All of them except Joan were dressed in jeans and because of their wild antics he was showing a lot of leg. The guys came onto the dance floor and asked the girls if they could join in. They welcomed the company. The guys introduced themselves as Heinz, Steven and James. Heinz was a handsome tall man with short dark hair. Steven was a little shorter than Heinz, but by no means short. He was athletically built and his blond hair fell neatly in a side path. James was as tall as Steven and also sported short dark hair with a goatee. After dancing to a few songs Steven suggested the girls join them at their table. As the group turned to leave the dance floor Heinz asked Joan for a dance and they danced alone together to another song before leaving the dance floor. At the guys table the girls learned that the guys attended a sales conference in town and that it was their last night in town. As the night went on the drinks and Tequila shots kept on coming. Nancy was openly flirting with Steven feeding him the lemon wedges after the Tequila shots. Heinz and Joan danced several times and as the night progressed. Occasionally Heinz would let his hand roam down to Joan's hip when they left the dance floor. They also danced some slow dances. Heinz was a good dancer and Joan really enjoyed dancing with Heinz and didn't object when he drew her close to him. They danced with his right hand resting at the small of her back. His left arm and her right arm were bent and she rested her left hand on his muscular chest. She could feel the effects of the alcohol and allowed herself to rest her head occasionally on his chest. When Heinz let his hand move down to her tight little bum she encouraged him by squeezing his chest. Soon Heinz was massaging her bum. When they returned to the table they found that one chair was missing. Heinz offered that Joan could sit on his lap and with no hesitation she took up the offer. "Are you comfortable?" Heinz asked. "I am if you are." Joan replied wiggling her bum in his lap. When the bartender called last rounds at twelve Joan had long forgot to check her cell phone for calls from Jerry. The guys suggested they move the party to their hotel as they had drinks and music in their rooms. As Linda had an early morning meeting she declined the invitation and excused herself. The rest of the group made traveling arrangements. Beth, Maggie and James were to travel in Beth's car and Nancy and Steven would drive his car. As Joan had a little too much to drink it was decided that Heinz would drive Jerry's car and she would travel with him. As they left the pub Heinz had his arm around Joan holding her close. As Joan was out of cigarettes she asked Heinz to stop at a garage to get her a pack of cigarettes. Joan leaned back against the seat waiting for Heinz as he entered the store. When Heinz returned he commented on how nice her exposed legs looked. "They feel even softer." Joan replied and offered no resistance when he placed his hand on her leg as they drove off towards the hotel. When he started to move his hand upward she moaned softly and parted her legs to afford him access to her mound. He stroked lightly with his thumb over her silky thong and she felt herself getting even wetter than what she already was. He continued stroking her soaking pussy for a few minutes. She let out a gasp when his fingers moved passed the side of her thong and entered her nether regions. "Wow, your soaking wet." "MMMMM and it's all your doing." "Damn, woman you're making me horny as hell." "I'm glad to hear that. You already know how horny I am." All too soon they reach they hotel. They find the rest of the group in Steven's room. Steven and Nancy were sitting close to each other on the double bed. Maggie was on James's lap in a chair. "Where is Beth?" Joan asked "She's in the bathroom." Maggie replied. Heinz sat down in the other chair and Joan again sat in his lap again wiggling her ass teasingly. Her breasts were almost at Heinz's eye level and she noticed that he was ever so often stealing glimpses down her dress. She was flattered that she could still make a younger man sit up and take notice. She decided to rewards his efforts and to give him a better glimpse of what he so eagerly wanted to see. As she moved about the top of her dress moved to one side exposing more and more of her breast each time. She pretended not to notice. She could feel the bulge in his jeans getting harder and as she leant forward to put her empty glass on the table the top of her dress opened just enough to expose her very hard light pink nipple to Heinz. She struggled to suppress a giggle when she felt his cock twitch under her. She spontaneously turned to Heinz and kissed him full on the lips. She looked over to the chair where Maggie and James were sitting. She could not see what they were up to, but from the giggles she was sure that something was going on there. Beth had joined Steven and Nancy on the bed when she returned from the bathroom. They were looking trough some CDs to. Joan promptly returned to the task at hand putting her arm around Heinz's neck and planting another kiss on his mouth. She opened her mouths and welcomed his tongue in her mouth. She felt his hands roam over her legs and hips while they kissed. She began to stroke over his chest occasionally letting her hand slide in between his shirt buttons. When she came up for air she whispered in his ear that she needed to go to the bathroom. She stared at her image in the bathroom mirror. Her eyeliner and lipstick was smudged and her lips puffy from the kissing. She was horny as hell. When she opened the door Heinz was standing in front of the door. Without a word he entered and took her in his arms kissing her again. She felt her knees buckle and would have surely fallen to the ground if he was not holding her. He pulled her dress up and tore her panties off. He picked her up and put her on the basin top releasing her from his kiss. She hastily fumbled with his belt before loosening the button and zipper of his jeans. When she felt his stiff penis in her hand she knew that she would not be disappointed by his size. She guided his penis toward her soaking pussy lips. A cry escaped her lips when he entered her with a single strong stroke. He repeatedly entered her like a man on fire. She reciprocated wildly bucking her hips. She felt the stirrings of an orgasm start at the pit of her stomach descending to her burning pussy. She felt his sperm hit the roof of her vagina before she heard him gasp as he orgasmed. That took her over the edge and she let out a wail as she orgasmed for the first time that night. As she opened her eyes she looked into the eyes of Beth, Nancy and Steven standing in the bathroom door. In the height of their passion they forgot to close the door behind them. "What a show!" Steven exclaimed. Heinz spun around at the sound of Stevens voice, pulling his dick with a squish sound from Joan's pussy. His youthful vigor and stamina on show as his "little" soldier was still standing at attention in full view of the three. "What the hell?" he exclaimed, bending forward and trying to cover his nakedness with his hands. His feeble attempts at modesty only evoked giggles from the two women. "Aaahhh, he is shy now," taunted Beth. "Come on show us what you have there." Joan in the mean time was still sitting on the basin top, legs spread and her feet resting on the edge of the basin top. She saw Stevens eyes riveted to her clean shaven and very wet pussy. She knows that there must still be a little opening where Heinz's dick had penetrated her. She felt a strangely exciting stirring deep inside her. It felt soooo good and she took a second longer before lowering her legs over the edge of the basin top and letting her pussy disappear out of sight. "Look what a mess you made of our friend." Beth said to Heinz. "Now you will have to clean her up." Her tone of voice left no room for arguing. "No, with your mouth," she said when he turned to fetch a cloth. When he turned to Joan she eagerly lifted her legs back up onto the basin top, spread her legs and leaned back against the mirror. It was only when Heinz turned towards her that Joan saw Heinz's dick for the first time. She was even more impressed than when she felt him inside of her. His dick was about 19 cm long and as thick as a Red Bull can. Heinz bent down and started about half way between her pussy and right knee licking at the inside of her leg towards her pussy, stopping just short of her pussy. He repeated the licks before moving to her left leg. Beth was standing behind Heinz stroking his hard dick by passing her arm between his legs. Nancy had in the mean time undressed Steven who was stroking his dick while watching Heinz and Joan. Joan in turn was watching Steven. Seeing a man masturbate himself was a great turn on for Joan. He had about the same size dick as Heinz, but he sure as hell had more in girth. She estimated it was about the size of a wax paper roll. She pulled open the top of her dress exposing her pert breasts and started fondling them for Stevens viewing pleasure. His eyes were glued to her body. Suddenly she felt an uncontrollable jerk in her left leg where Steven was licking her clean. Soon afterward a second jerk went through her leg and then a third one. The fourth jerk went through both her legs at once. "Oh, my god this is going to be embarrassing." she thought. When he started licking her very wet pussy the intensity and frequency of the jerks increased. Heinz licked at the outside of her pussy first cleaning their juices from her crotch. He moved his tongue in between her inner and outer lips and cleaned out the creases. She felt every movement of his tongue. The rough upper part of his tongue sending tingles down her spine when it brushes over the soft inside folds of her pussy. The jerks in her legs had spread to her stomach and buttocks by now and had escalated to a tremble. When Heinz's tongue touched her clit, she screamed out loud as she immediately orgasmed. She spurted a jet of lady cum right into Heinz's open mouth. Her whole body was now trembling uncontrollably and she was gulping for air. Both Heinz and Steven were breathing heavily. Steven was stroking his dick at the speed of light while Heinz came upright and turned to Beth for some more stroking. "Oh, no. Not so fast, lads. We want to enjoy you a little longer." Nancy said as she grabbed Steven by the dick. "Let's move this party to the lounge, you guys." She added while pulling Steven by the dick. As they entered the lounge Maggie and James were both on the bed. They both looked more than a little disheveled with their hair a mess and their clothes all wrinkled up. "Where did you all disappear to?" James asked with a smile on his face. "We just had to visit the bathroom." Heinz replied. "Looks like we missed out on one hell of a party in the loo?" "It's not over yet," Joan said as she climbed onto the bed with Heinz and Steven following close on her heels. As she lay down on her back Heinz and Steven took up position on either side of her. Heinz started kissing her and Steven caressed her breasts pulling and tweaking her sensitive nipples. James needed no second invitation and got out of his clothes to join the trio on the bed. Beth, Nancy and Maggie were not as eager to join in and took up position on the chairs and watched the foursome on the bed. James immediately went for Joan's wet pussy and dove head first between her legs. He lapped at her labia adding his saliva to that of his friend and her own juices. Heinz replaced his tongue with his dick in Joan's mouth. She sucked eagerly on his pole. Steven was sucking on her nipples while his hands roamed freely over Joan's body. All the attention she was getting sent shivers through her body. Her one hand was on Heinz's dick and the other hand searched for and found Stevens dick and she started to stroke his dick in earnest. When James replaced his mouth with his dick Joan felt that his dick was much smaller than those of his two friends. James pumped his dick in and out of her soaking pussy. Joan took her mouth off Heinz's dick and stroked his dick in rhythm with Steven's. Her head was thrown back her eyes closed and she was gasping for air. James withdrew his dick, turned Joan around and pulled her onto her knees into the doggy position. He entered her from behind and Steven took up position at her head. She opened her mouth and started sucking on his dick. Heinz positioned himself underneath Joan. He slid his legs between those of Joan and James. His head was beneath Joan's swaying breasts and all he had to do was open his mouth and he could suck on her nipples. It didn't take long for James to shoot his load in her pussy. When James withdrew his cock from her pussy it was replaced with Heinz's 19 cm cock. This time Joan let out a loud grim from around Steven's dick as Heinz filled her up and stretched the walls of her tender pussy. The two of them pounded their large cocks into her from both ends and she could feel her orgasm building from the pit of her stomach. The building orgasm left Joan short of breath and every so often she had to release Steven's cock from her mouth to take a few short breasts. During one of these breaks she looked over to her three friends only to see how they were stroking themselves to orgasm through their underwear. James was standing close to the bed stroking his 12 cm dick back to life. She promptly resumed her sucking on Steven's dick. James attacked her chocolate starfish. He lubricated it with his saliva and positioned his dick at the entrance of her tight little asshole. He sunk the whole of his dick into her ass in one hard stroke. The forceful entry made her yelp in surprise and pain, but it was an exquisite pain. With three dicks filling all three her holes and pounding away her, brought her orgasm on in a matter of seconds. She felt the waves of orgasm rip through her belly setting her pussy on fire. Her pussy walls clenched rhythmically around Heinz's dick. The clenching extended to her puckered asshole and made Heinz and James explodes simultaneously in orgasm. Joan was still gasping for air when Steven erupted and shot his load on her face. Jet after jet of his cum was shot onto her lips, cheeks and into her hair. The four of them fell onto the bed as the three women on the chairs reached their orgasms one after the other. Joan licked at the salty cum on her lips and around her mouth. Heinz's cum was leaking from her gaping pussy lips and trickled down the crack of her ass. After regaining their composure, Beth announced that it was time to go get going. After Joan got dressed she and Heinz exchanged phone numbers. They said their goodbyes and the women left for their homes. Since Joan did not bother to get cleaned up the cold morning air from the slightly open car window dried the cum on Joan's face and hair as she drove home. She slid her hand between her legs. Her fingers stroked over her shaven pussy and dipped into the sticky wetness of her own juices mixed with Heinz's cum. She moaned out loud while she played the events of the evening back in her mind. She felt satisfied, guilty and deliciously slutty all at the same time. Joan could not remember when she last felt so desirable and alive. She patted herself on the back for getting Heinz's number. She would really like to hook up with him again. A Night Out Joan anxiously tried to see whether any of the lights in their house were turned on as she approached and drove up towards the house. Pulling into the drive way she could see that there was no lights burning and she sighed with relief. She parked the car and entered the house as silently as possible. She was totally sober by now. She listened at the door of their bedroom and she was able to hear Jerry snoring away. She entered into the bedroom and proceeded to the en-suite bathroom to undress. Joan didn't bother to clean the dry cum from her face and hair before heading to bed. She was still savouring the memories of the past hours. A sense of relieve flood over her for not having to explain herself as she snuggled up behind Jerry's back before drifting off to sleep. When she woke up at 6:30 even before the alarm clock went off she felt a horny stirring between her legs. She was still wet. Jerry was lying on his back with breathing deeply as he was still fast asleep. She moved down underneath the covers. She reached Jerry's pajama pants and opened the front slowly so as not to wake him. She slid his soft cock out the slit. She took his flaccid dick between her lips and started to suck softly on the tip of his cock. Gradually she sucked all of his cock into her mouth. She felt his cock grow steadily inside her mouth. The caress of her tongue along the shaft brought his cock to full erection. Jerry moaned softly as he woke up to a delicious feeling of her early morning blow job. She was still under the covers, her head moving slowly up and down the length of his shaft. He lay like that for a little longer before lifting the covers. Jerry looked down and in the dim early morning light saw his cock in her mouth and her looking up to him. She slowly moved her mouth up and down on his cock. It felt fantastic, absolutely fantastic. The sight was spectacular. It was sight that he could really get used to seeing every morning. Joan, with her lips surrounding his rigid cock, reaching about 1/2 way down. As nice as it looked, he wanted more. So much more. He surged upward, thrusting against her, seeking further penetration. She did her best, relaxing, not resisting as he pushed the head of his cock against the back of her throat. His beautiful wife devoured most of the shaft and it was so incredibly exciting, he forgot to breathe. Only when she eventually gagged, he realized how hard he was screwing her pretty face. He eased back. She followed him eagerly with her mouth, reluctant to let him leave her hungry mouth. He held her face in his hands. He probed her mouth with just the head of his cock. Her hot wet mouth was alive, sucking and licking at his erect cock. He was getting too excited and tried to pull out. "I want to finish you this way. I'd like to feel you shoot." "Just keep that up a little longer, and you'll get your wish." She eagerly accepted his challenge and went after him with her mouth once more. She was so gorgeous with her mouth stuffed full of his cock. Jerry was looking forward to coming for her. Afterward he would take his time exploring her sinfully sexy body. She shamelessly displayed her oral talent. She took him right to the edge, and then grabbed his cock in her right hand beating him off into her face. Groaning loudly he released a well deserved load. She took most of it in her mouth, and then turned her face and taking more spurts onto her face and in her hair. She grinned lewdly and pressed her mouth back onto his still swollen cock. His little sexpot cleaned him up with her still hot mouth. She knew she was safe. A Night Out This is a re write of an older story of mine. Enjoy! ***** I leaned against a wood paneled wall of the up scale bar, waiting for the band to start playing. At 41, I felt out of place here but a good friend of mine played drums for the group featured tonight and I had agreed to see them on their opening night. I was standing on a raised foot rail, about 6" off the ground, and along with my 6'-1" height, I had a good view of the stage area. As I scanned the crowd of twenty-somethings I was saddened to see so many young ladies in short skirts and tiny dresses yet not one was wearing hose. I shook my head and took a sip of my Morgan's and coke, that's when I saw her. Like me she was older than most of the people in here, probably in her mid forties. She looked to be about 5'-8", not including her heels, with nice curves all around. Her outfit is what caught my eye though. She wore a tight black spandex top that was straining to contain her nice round C cup breasts however I could tell she wasn't wearing a seeing how her nipples threatened to pierce the clingy material. Her red cotton and black lace trimmed skirt fell a few inches above her knees. Then there were those magnificent legs, nice and shapely incased in semi-sheer black nylon. My eyes followed those lovely curves down to her red four inch open toed pumps. When I managed to tear my eyes from her legs I could see her looking right at me. Busted! I stepped off my perch and watched as she seemed to glide toward me, her moves were hypnotizing. If I didn't have a woody before, I did now! The lights suddenly dimmed and the crowd erupted as the band hit the stage. She said something just before she got to me but the crowd drowned her out. "What was that?" I said leaning toward her. "Do you like my outfit?" "Absolutely!" Was she kidding? She's the hottest lady I have seen here so far! "What do you like best?" She asked with a seductive smile. "I'd say it's all good but I'm a leg man at heart so I'll go with the hose and heels." She placed her left foot up on a chair in front of me, running her hands up her sexy leg, from ankle to thigh. She smiled and said, "I love wearing hose to get reactions like this from guys." With that said she ran a hand across the front of my jeans and squeezed the prominent bulge there. Her heels put us almost eye to eye and she leaned in to whisper in my ear. I looked around but no one was paying any attention to us, they were transfixed on the stage. "I have a secret," she purred, "I'm not wearing any panties and these hose are crotchless." She then nipped my ear and pressed her lips to mine stabbing her tongue into my mouth. I kissed back as our tongues wrestled. Her right hand kneaded my hard cock through my jeans with more enthusiasm as her left leg wrapped around my hip. I was in heaven. "This must be uncomfortable," she said squeezing my rigid member again. She unzipped my pants and freed my cock from its restrictive confinement. I just moaned. My right hand slide along her left leg feeling those incredibly soft nylons. As my hand reached her pussy, she let out a gasp and kissed me again. She wasn't kidding, there was nothing between my hand and her smooth warm sex. Her hand moved up and down my cock with long slow gentle strokes. My index finger found her swollen clit and lightly circled it. Her hips began to rock to my motions. I let my finger slide down her moist cleft, feeling her lips part as it went farther. I withdrew it back to her clit and continued circling her throbbing love bud. "You're making me so fucking wet!" she growled. I kissed her cheek, her neck, and her shoulder then ran my tongue back up to her ear lobe and nibbled it. "Turn around," I whispered. She did as I asked, flipping her skirt up then pressing her beautiful hosed ass against me. Trapping my cock in a nylon hammock between her ass cheeks, she rocked her hips back and forth in time with the music. It felt amazing. I moved my right hand up her thigh to her wet pussy. My fingers went to work on her moist folds. My left hand cupped one of her firm breasts and I rolled the erect nipple between my thumb and fore finger. Her hip movements increased with more urgency. I slide down the wall a few inches, allowing my cock to move under her dripping lips. She clamped her thighs around my hard on and it glided along her slit. The juices flowing from her coated the shaft as the head brushed the nub of her clit. She ground her hips back and forth against me, grunting each time the crown of my cock scrapped her throbbing clit. I moved down the wall again and felt my cock moving back along her drooling pussy. When the head reached he wet opening I thrust upward almost lifting her out of her shoes. "OH Fuck!" she screamed but her voice was lost in the din of the crowd. I held her there for a few moments as we both enjoyed our union. Her pussy clamped down on my shaft and we moaned in unison. I then thrust into her in time with the music. Her hips met my thrusts with increasing force. The velvety grip of her pussy was incredible. Squeezing and releasing, clenching and relaxing with every movement I made. My hands continued to stimulate her breast and clit as I increased the speed that I pumped my cock into her. Her movements became erratic then she began to shudder. The muscles of her pussy clamped down on my rod as her orgasm crashed over her. I could feel the heat increasing inside her as the juices flowed out. I couldn't take any more and I shot my cum deep inside her. Her pussy milked my cock for every last drop. But even after my orgasm subsided, she continued to clamp her vaginal muscles around my cock. I was drained. Suddenly she pulled off me, leaving my drenched cock swinging in the breeze. I fumbled trying to cover myself and stuff it back into my pants before someone noticed. She kissed me on the lips and put something in my shirt pocket. I was stunned for a moment then went back to wrestling my semi hard cock back into my jeans. When I finally succeeded I looked up and she was gone. "Shit!" I exclaimed. I looked around for her but she was lost in the sea of bodies. I hung my head thinking to myself I missed a great opportunity for an amazing night. I put my hand in my pocket and retrieved the napkin she put there. I pulled it from my pocket and it read: S1001 signed with a "C" and a heart. 'When did she have time to write a note,' I wondered. It was then I noticed that the napkin wasn't from this bar. It was from the five star hotel across the street. I smiled and thought, 'It looks like it's going to be a great night after all. She must have wrote it before coming here in search of a playmate.' I headed toward the bar to pay my tab. It took a few minutes to wade through the crowd and several more to settle up before exiting the building. Crossing the busy street, I entered the hotel lobby. It was lavish with plush furnishings and elaborate decorations throughout. The first elevator I entered didn't go to the tenth floor, neither did the one next to it. I was beginning to feel I'd been had by a beautiful woman so I asked a bell man how to get to Suite 1001. He directed me to a set of ornate glass doors that led to another elevator that went up to the Suite levels. The elevator ride to the tenth floor seemed to take forever. I stepped off into a short hall way branching right and left. The bell man said go right to find the suite I was looking for. At the end of the hall I stood in front of a large set of double doors. 'Suite 1001, this was the place,' I thought knocking firmly. In moments the door opened and there she was wrapped in a soft cotton robe, drying her hair with a towel. "I was beginning to think you weren't coming," she said with a devilish smile. "Sorry, I made a wrong turn in the elevator." "Get in here," she laughed. I walked into a room larger than many peoples houses. It too had an extravagant décor with fine antique furniture, lush area rugs, expensive paintings and other pieces of art. "Wow, nice place. You come here often?" I asked as I walked around the spacious room. "I'm indulging myself for a weekend. Is that ok with you?" "Hey, it's great. I think people should indulge in whatever makes them happy." When I looked back at her she was staring at my pants, grinning. "What?" "I think you might want to take a shower," she said nodding at my crotch. Looking down I noticed the large wet spot. I nodded and headed to the bathroom. It to was impressive, Jacuzzi tub for at least four, a shower equally roomy and mirrors from floor to ceiling. I showered in record time, anticipating what was to come next. As I toweled off I re-entered the bed room. I hadn't paid much attention on my way to get cleaned up but I stopped now to take in the view. Like every other part of this suite, it was breathtaking. The bed was enormous with large twisting columns at its corners, a thick comforter partially turned back, revealing the ridiculously high thread count Egyptian cotton sheets as well as a small mountain of pillows in different shapes and sizes stacked against a carved teak wood head board. One could imagine being able to play a good game of rugby on this bed. "Make yourself comfortable," hearing her voice coming from the living room. I lay down on the bed feeling the coolness of the expensive linens on my skin. I closed my eyes and relaxed. I heard the clicking of her heels on the marble floor and the unmistakable swish of nylon as she walked into the room. My eyes opened to a lovely sight. She had her red heels back on but that was the only part of her 'bar outfit' she was wearing other than her nylons and now a sheer black nighty. She looked amazing. She handed me a glass of Champaign then touched her glass to mine and said, "Cheers!" We lay facing each other, sipping Champaign and tentatively kissing for a few moments. "I never did get your name," I stated, breaking the silence between us. "Christine but please call me Chris," she replied almost shyly. "Ok Chris I'm..." she put a finger to my lips, cutting me off. "Names aren't important," she said then pressed her soft lips to mine. I couldn't help taking in her lovely form and found myself staring at her curvaceous legs. She slid them against themselves running her hand from her ankle to her knee. "See something you like?" "Where do I start? You look incredible!" My cock was throbbing and the tip oozed a steady stream of pre-cum. I finished my drink and set the glass on the night stand. I had to roll on my back to accomplish this and when I did she moved to her knees next to me facing my feet. Her warm hand closed around my cock. She squeezed it gently encouraging another glistening pearl of liquid from the tip. Her lips engulfed the head then slowly slid down the shaft until her nose touched my balls. "Aaaaahhhhhhhh" I moaned, enjoying her silken touch. Her tongue moved across my shaft as she withdrew from my cock. Chris turned, licking her ruby lips and smiled at me. "Tasty...very sweet," and without another word, she swallowed me again. My mind was swimming with pleasure as she sucked and licked and fondled me. I was in heaven. I snaked my right hand between her silky thighs seeking her womanly charms. My middle finger found her moist folds gliding along the enflamed lips to her swollen clit. "Mmmmmmmmmm" Chris moaned on my cock. I pressed in and moved back down her wet valley until I found the dripping entrance to her love canal. I ran my finger around the opening then plunged it in. She groaned again. I put in a second finger and placed my thumb against her throbbing clit. Making slow circles on the sensitive bud, I hooked my fingers to massage her g-spot. Her head came up and off my cock and she screamed, "Fuck ya...that's amazing...aaaaahhhhhh.". Chris' body shook uncontrollably as a powerful orgasm tore through her. Her body trembled and quaked as her vaginal walls contracted rhythmically on my fingers. When she recovered she shifted her position to between my legs, out of reach of my probing fingers. "What's the matter?" I asked, "Did I do something wrong?" "No, I just can't enjoy sucking your cock when I'm being distracted like that." She went back to work on my cock. Licking, sucking, squeezing and swallowing, driving me absolutely nuts. She would bring me to the brink of orgasm then back off letting me recover, repeating the process again and again. When she stopped for a moment to take a breather before returning to tormenting me, I pulled her to me to kiss her. Chris was smiling with the knowledge she had me at her mercy. My cock was now trapped between us. She moved her legs to the outside of mine, rubbing them along my thighs and calves while grinding her stiff clit against the back side of my throbbing cock. I had to turn the tables before I went insane. I grabbed her sexy, nylon encased ass and pulled it up, allowing my cock, thoroughly coated in her slippery nectar, to spring free. I eased her butt back down and impaled her on my steely shaft. "Oh god! Oh god!" Chris cried, throwing her head back. I rocked my hips forward a bit making the head of my cock press against her g-spot. She moved her hips back and forth with increasing speed bringing herself to ecstasy again and again. "Yes...yessss...yessss...aaahhhhh..." Feeling her cum so many times was great but I wasn't getting enough friction to get off myself. She collapsed on my chest breathing heavy and still being wracked with tremors of pleasure. Her breast molded to my chest with her erect nipples like two pebbles against my bare skin. I rolled her off me and slid to the foot of the bed. "Where are you going, lover?" Chris asked smiling with her eyes half closed. I grabbed her ankles and pulled her toward me. Dropping to one knee while spreading her legs wide, I buried my face in her steamy wet pussy. I ran my tongue up the slippery cleft, spreading the delicate petals of her feminine flower as I sought her clit. She gasped with the sudden attack on her sensitive pussy. Circling the raised mound of highly stimulated flesh but not actually touching it, drove Chris crazy. I returned to her drooling opening and stabbed my tongue in as far as it would go. I repeated this ritual several times before she exploded in ecstasy once again. Before her orgasm had finished running its coarse, I stood, rolling Chris over onto her stomach then raised her sexy ass off the bed. She rose up onto her hands and knees, knowing what I wanted. I wasted no time stabbing my cock into her dripping hole. "Uhhh" she grunted as I slammed my hips against her hosed ass. Holding her against me, I made figure eight's with my hips, allowing my cock swirl around in her tight pussy. I withdrew slowly until the head of my cock was all that was left in her, then drove it back in with another loud slap from the collision of our bodies. I repeated this for several strokes, keeping my motions constant. "Fuck me you son of a bitch...quit dicking around!" Chris shouted in frustration. I start pounding her pussy hard and fast. Chris was driven down onto her chest with her firm butt still in the air. I increased my aggressive pace when she suddenly pushed herself back up, arching her back. "Yes...yes...fuck me...yes ahhh yessss!" I could feel her cumming again. I was getting close myself and it wouldn't be much longer before I would blow my load deep insider her. "I'm going to cum for you baby!" I said feeling the urge rushing up on me. "Not yet! I want you to cum in my mouth!" Chris pulled forward and spun around. She lay on her back with her head hanging over the edge of the bed, guiding my cock to her mouth. Her hands grabbed my ass and pulled me closer. My cock sank into her throat and she controlled the pace of my strokes with her hands on my hips. I fondled her gorgeous breast as she swallowed me up to my nuts. With in seconds I was going to cum. She could feel me tense up and drove my cock down her throat again. "Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh," was all I said as I erupted. My body shook and convulsed when my orgasm began to subside. As I pulled my softening cock from her mouth my knees gave out and I collapsed to the floor. After catching my breath for a few moments, I managed to climb back onto the bed and lay panting on my back. 'Wow what will the morning bring after this night,' I thought staring at the ceiling. The last thing I remembered was her arm across my chest and one of her legs laying over mine before we drifted off to sleep. The gentle breathing coming from the warm body lying against me stirred me to consciousness. It was still early with the light coming through the windows just beginning to glow from the sun on the horizon. My right hand rested against her stomach and my semi hard cock was nestled between the round globes of her ass as we both spooned in the luxurious bed. Moving my hand up her body to the curve of her right breast, I could tell Chris was still wearing her silky nylons but the transparent nighty was gone. My cock stirred. She let out a soft moan as my hand cupped her firm breast. Her legs were drawn up toward her chest in a tight fetal position, she must be dreaming. I slowly moved my hips away from her to keep my cock from becoming trapped between us as it grew harder. It glided down and came to rest against her warm, damp pussy lips. I moved my hips forward again until they contacted her spectacular round butt. This positioned the head of my stiffening cock near the opening of her love canal. The increasing pressure my stiffening cock was putting on her slippery lips, was spreading them steadily with each beat of my heart. "Mmmmmmmmm," Chris moaned again then mumbled something unintelligible. Her hips started moving side to side ever so slightly. I could feel her folds parting for my growing member until the head made contact with the clenching entrance of her pussy. The ring of muscle guarding that opening was contracting and relaxing as if it was trying to devour my cock. It was still growing and soon the tightness of her sex could not resist the constant force of my hardening member and the head slipped inside her. She mumbled again and now her hips rocked forward and back steadily impaling herself on my dick. I was hard as a rock by this time and a couple inches deep in her. I pressed my hips tighter to her ass moving them forward as far as possible. I only gained another inch or so but it placed the head against her special spot. My fingers circled her nipple until it became firm under my touch. She continued to mumble and moan then her breathing started coming in short gasps until her body stiffened. Her eyes suddenly opened. "Oh god I'm gonna cum!" she said half whispering and half moaning. Her hips bucked violently against me as her orgasm exploded inside her. I pinched her nipple and squeezed her breast tightly. Her pussy was grasping my cock with rhythmic contractions, trying to get more of me in her. She began to relax as her orgasm subsided and although it wasn't as powerful as some of the ones previously, it left Chris purring in my arms. "This is your 'Wake-up' cock," I said chuckling in her ear. "Mmmmmmmmm...I could wake up to that every morning," she said and stretched her arms and legs out like a cat. I rolled onto my back to give her more room to get the knots out. My cock was standing tall as I hadn't yet cum. She turned over to face me. "What do you think you're doing? I'm not done being woken up yet!" and with that she was on top of me. She laid her head on my shoulder and wiggled her sexy body against me. "Is that so?" I said and Chris raised her head, looking me in the eye. A Night Out Without waiting for Chris to answer, I pressed my lips to hers, kissing her deeply. As our tongues wrestled, I slid my hands down her body. I grabbed her wonderfully back side and pulled it up toward my chest, raising my hips at the same time. When I released her ass, she relaxed back and my cock sank into her well lubed pussy. "Mmmmmmmmm," she moaned into my mouth. Chris continued to kiss me as I raised my hips higher changing my angle of entry. Her hips started gyrating then she pushed herself up, breaking our lip lock. The pace of her thrusts became frantic in seconds as she brought herself to orgasm. "Oh yes...yes...Oh god...yes..." she moaned. I kept my hips up until she slumped back on my body, resting her head back on my shoulder. Her rapid breathing began to slow and she just purred, enjoying the after glow. I raised my hips again and she whimpered. She pushed herself up once more and rode me to yet another body quaking climax. She collapsed back onto my chest gasping for air. I ran my hands along her damp glistening body. I didn't move for several minutes to allow her breathing to return to normal. This time when I raised my hips I made a few sharp thrusts. "Mmmmmmmmm," she groaned and rose up giving me a look of wanton desire and shear frustration. Her hips met my thrusts at first then I just held mine in place, allowing her to cum under her own power. "Yes...Yes...Yes... God I'm cumming again!" I could feel her orgasm fade a few minutes after its start as she slid off me to lay on her stomach at my side. I rolled to face her sweat soaked and heaving body. She had small tremors running through her as her breathing began to slow. "Looks like you're going back to sleep. I guess you need more waking up," I said with a sarcastic tone. "My God you are gonna be the death of me;" Chris said still panting, "But I love that fucking cock of yours!" "Let me help you relax," I said moving over her legs. I pushed them together with my knees on both sides of her thighs. I sat there starring at her lovely nylon encased ass which only made my cock harder. Running my hands up her silky thighs, squeezing and massaging them as I went, until I reached her beautiful posterior. I stopped there to knead the round globes. "That feels wonderful," she purred. I lingered here to make sure the muscles were totally relaxed. I put my thumbs along both sides of her spine and made counter rotating circles with them as I moved up her back slowly. My fingers worked the muscles on her sides as I went. Her moans of pleasure continued as I worked my way up to her shoulders. I shifted my legs forward and my rock hard cock came to rest in the valley of her thighs where they met her ass. I laid my upper body down onto her back when I reached her shoulders. I worked my fingers into the muscles of her neck and shoulders and arms. Placing my left hand under her armpit I dropped my weight onto my left elbow. My cock was tightly pressed into her thighs with the head pushing into the cleft of her ass. My right hand slid along Chris' back, up to her shoulders and down her arm. After making a few passes I switched sides by shifting my weight to my right elbow. I repeated the caresses on her left side with my other hand. "Mmmmmmm...you have magic hands," she moaned softly into her pillow. I now placed both hands under her armpits and kissed my way up her neck to her right ear, running my tongue over the lobe and around the curve of her ear. "If you like that, you're going to love this." I rolled my hips down and forward which allowed the pre-cum soaked head of my cock to slide right into her over-heated, drenched pussy. Chris gasped as I unexpectedly penetrated her. Crushing my hips into her ass, I stuffed nearly all of my cock into her wet hole. "Oh god...you feel great inside me," she groaned, "fuck me...fuck me hard" I was in control so I took my time and made figure eight's with my hips, swabbing her tight pussy with the head of my cock. The sensations I was feeling were incredible. She grunted with my gyrations and I could tell she was getting frustrated. Chris tried to thrust back into me but my weight on her hips wouldn't let her move much. She even tried to lift herself to her hands and knees to no avail. I continued my slow 'eights,' driving her absolutely crazy rubbing her g-spot. "You fucking tease...fuck me!" "Ok darlin'...here it comes." I started slamming my cock into her hard and fast driving her into the bed. She grunted with each thrust. She was continuously moaning as I hammered into her. I could feel her pussy contracting more and more tightly. Her grunts and groans were coming faster as she neared orgasm. "Fuck me! Fuck me...Fuck meeeeee...Aaaaaahhhhhh...yes...yes...yes!" Chris screamed as a new wave of pleasure crested. The feeling of her clenching pussy and lustful cries sent me over the edge to ecstasy. "I cummin' too baby...Aaaaahhhhhhh," I cried as my balls emptied into her quivering love tunnel. I kept thrusting even after my cock stopped shooting cum into her. I wasn't going to release her yet. Reaching down I grabbed her hip holding it tight to me as I rolled to my side, which kept my cock imbedded in her pussy. I then slid my hand up her body to cup her firm breast, keeping my hips tight to her ass. I could still feel her vaginal contractions on my cock. We lay there like that for several minutes, catching our breath. Drawing her knees back up toward her chest with a soft moan Chris whispered, "Wake me in another couple hours." "As you wish my dear," I kissed her on the check and we slipped back to sleep with my cock being gently pulled and caressed inside her warm walls. I woke to the sound of water running in the distance. My body was a bit sore from several rounds of mind blowing sex and the Champaign we finished off wasn't helping my head either. The soft bed and expensive sheets helped alleviate the tension but it wasn't enough. I heard the water stop then a mechanical hum started. I opened my eyes and looked in the direction of the sound. It was coming from the bathroom. I could see Chris sitting on the edge of the large Jacuzzi tub peeling the silky pantyhose from her legs, letting them fall to the floor in a shimmering pile. She stood and stepped into the bath. Watching her magnificent body slip into the swirling water was very erotic. The bubbles engulfed her as she sank deeper. Her beautiful long tresses were pinned up to keep them dry as she descended up to her neck in the steaming bath. Her eyes were closed and I could tell she was enjoying the soothing water. I lay there watching her, letting time pass. She sat up and moved to the side of the tub and placed her elbows on the tiled edge, resting her breasts on her arms. I was curious as to what she was doing, and then she reached to her right and pushed a button. I heard the jets roar to life and watched as her face took on a mask of pleasure. Chris began to rock side to side, closing her eyes and it was clear she was pleasuring herself with a jet. I smiled and rolled from the bed. I moved quietly toward the bathroom not wanting to disturb her pursuit of ecstasy. I sat down near her on the cool tile. "I guess I didn't do a good job pleasing you," I said feigning disappointment. She looked up at me blushing. "I didn't want to wake you...I'm sorry...I just...can't get enough of your incredible cock," she said looking away, "I'm addicted to you." "Sounds like you're addicted to my dick," I said chuckling. Chris laughed too, but she was still moving side to side against the flow of water. "Well I'll leave you to your fun," I started to rise and was stopped by her hand grabbing my semi hard cock. "Well...now that you're up, I could use your services," she said with that devilish smile and gently tugged on me as she backed up. I stepped into the hot water, and moved to her, taking her in my arms. We kissed long and deep for many minutes. Her hand never left my cock and her gentle touch had me fully erect in no time. I turned her around causing her to release my swollen member. I pulled Chris to me, holding her tight to my body. My hands caressed her firm breasts as I kissed her neck and shoulders. I rolled her nipples between my thumbs and fore fingers, my cock throbbing in the cleft of her ass. "Mmmmmmm...that feels wonderful," she purred. I moved back and drew her with me, running my hands down to her hips. I sat on one of the submerged seats bringing her down to me. I guided her round ass down to my lap, my cock was pressing against her pussy lips with the head protruding between her thighs. She leaned back against me with her legs spread wide on either side of mine. Reaching around her I massaged her amazing breasts again eliciting another soft purr. The water bubbled and foamed around us as we leisurely stimulated each other. Chris reached down and put her hand on my hard cock, caressing the under side of my shaft as she thrust her hips forward and back, dragging the head of my cock across her hard clit. We craned our necks and managed to kiss with some effort. We continued this way for a time then she stood up, moving to the far side of the tub. When she turned she gave me a seductive look before turning off the noisy jets. Chris removed the clip holding her hair, allowing it cascade down her shoulders. The water and bubbles sliding over her incredible curves was a magnificent site. She returned to me, straddling me and kissing me deep. Our tongues dueled and our hands caressed as we enjoyed each others bodies. My cock danced around the opening of her pussy trying to penetrate her tight orifice. Chris eased herself down impaling herself on my stiff rod. I thrust my hips up to hers with a measure of urgency. Her lips move to my ear as she lifted off my cock completely "Relax...let me," she whispered. "But I want to please...," Chris stopped me by placing a manicured nail to my lips. "Sshhhhh...It's my turn." I relaxed back and waited for what was to come. Chris reached down between us and guided my cock to her waiting pussy. At the same time she pressed her lips to mine and we kissed passionately. Her resilient walls engulfed my cock all the way down until her ass met my thighs. I ran the fingers of one hand through her lush mane as the other moved over the velvety skin of her back. Chris moved up and down on my cock while shifting her hips side to side. Her movements where slow and deliberate, not rushing at all. She was in control this time. She broke our kiss moving her lips next to my ear. "That's it baby...relax and enjoy...aaaahhhh...you feel so good...I want to feel that lovely cock of yours explode inside me," she whispered while squeezing my cock with her vaginal muscles for emphasis. I was at her mercy. Her seductive movements and whispers of encouragement were having an effect on me. I could feel myself getting closer to cuming. "Mmmmmm...you're soooo hard...you're making me so hot and wet," Chris breathed as her hip movements increased in speed and intensity. I could tell she was drawing near to orgasm as well. I wasn't going to be able to last much longer. My cock started to throb as my orgasm drew closer. "Come on baby...my pussy is going to milk you dry...give it to me," her whispers had changed into urgent orders. Her hips were thrusting hard into me and the muscles of her pussy contracted tightly around my hard member. My cock started to swell and my balls tightened. "Oh ya darlin'...that's it," I moaned. "Cum for me baby...cum for me...Oh yes...yes...YES!" We came together, locking our lips in a passionate kiss, holding it long after our orgasms subsided. Her pussy continued to squeeze my shrinking member as if trying to revive it. "I don't want it to end," Chris said in a sad voice, "I don't want to go back to reality yet." "I know darlin'. But we both knew this was just a short term encounter," I said brushing a tear from her cheek, "Don't think of it as over, just another chapter waiting to happen later." Chris looked into my eyes, her smile seemed sad and distant, "I guess that's a good way to look at it." We took our time drying each other off, returning to the luxurious bed to cuddle. We didn't speak, just clung to each other like long lost souls. At some point we drifted off to sleep, arms and legs entwined. I awoke in bed alone, already missing the feeling of Chris' body next to mine. I found a note on the pillow that read: Thank you for a great night out I'll remember the rest of my life! Signed Chris with a lip stick mark beneath. Six Months Later Sitting in my office, I browsed through the paper when I saw Chris again. Well at least her picture. It was in the obituary section. The caption read: Christine Shaw, mother of Eric (23) and Thomas Shaw (21), business woman and entrepreneur lost her battle with cancer at the age of 49. She will be dearly missed by family and friends. I pushed the intercom button on my phone, "Kelly?" "Yes sir," my secretary replied in her usual bubbly voice. "I need you to send some flowers for me." A Night Out NOTE 1: I'd like to thank those who edited this story and helped make it better. Gaymaninawomansbody, Kate09 and ThePastBehindMe. NOTE 2: This story has had some man on man sex, shemale on male sex, group sex and a woman too. ***** I have been working with the same sales group for years when they hired a new guy from out of state. He moved to town when his wife and kids tried to sell their house and he was now staying in a hotel on the company dime. Mark was fun at work but would usually complain about fast food and eating alone at night. So occasionally my wife and I invited him over for dinner. We always enjoyed hosting him and for me it was nice having a guy around to break up the oestrogen level in my house of my wife and three daughters. Mark was tall and skinny, about 6'3" and 190lbs. He had black hair that was starting to show some grey and like myself he was in his early 40s. He had a natural dark tone to his skin and walked with a purpose. We were equals at work but I had to look up to Mark as he was taller than me by two inches, I outweighed him as I was more muscular in tone at 230 pounds. The girls' spring break was coming up and my wife decided to take them on a trip to her sister's place about 6 hours away. Beth told me that I could still have Mark over for our weekly meal and maybe join him on a night out on Friday. Mark and I thought that would be good as we had never went out for drinks together. Beth and the girls left on Saturday and would only be back on the next Sunday. After they hit the road I cleaned up the house and took care of a few things that were long overdue on the "Honey do list". On Sunday Mark called and said he was going to pick up a pizza and a few beers to bring them over. It was late March and the weather was becoming nicer and the days a little longer. When Mark came over we watched some spring training baseball drank some beer and of course are some pizza. We started flipping through the channels when Mark asked me, "Hey Chris, you ever step out on Beth?" I was quite surprised as our conversations were always about sports, food, and beer. Never about sex our women. I stammered to get an answer out before Mark spoke again. "Sorry man that was very blunt of me. Maybe I should have broke the sex talk with the classic 'Would you rather do Nichole Kidman or Faith Hill?' He forced out a small laugh. "Well if you put it that way Faith Hill." I replied, "She's on my free pass with Beth." "Nice. Me too. We don't have a free pass list. We have the understanding that you don't bring it home and don't get caught pass." I was taken aback by Mark's response and intrigued at the same time so I asked him, "So who brought that up in your marriage? And how does that work?" "Go for it Chris. Ask away." Mark grinned and answered, "Megan brought it up since I used to travel al the time. It's the same really. When I'm out of town, I look for someone I can have sex with them. I don't talk about it at home; just let her know I had sex. It's the same for her. She usually gets a baby sitter and go out to find someone to take her to their place and get screwed." "Oh." I muttered, not knowing how to react. I had never cheated on Beth and unlike some of my friends, I wasn't even big on strip clubs. "Man I'm sorry. We can talk about sport if you're more comfortable with that." "No no it's fine It's just that I haven't had a conversation like this since college. That was nearly twenty years ago. Just need to get in the flow of it again." I laughed still not sure if I was ok with it. "So no problems between you and your wife?" "None. We don't hide it so it works. It's when you hide what you really feel that gets you in trouble." Mark went on, "Look let's go out this Friday for some drinks and just flirt with someone and see how it feels?" "Well Beth did say we should have a guys night out so sure why not. I'll watch the pro and play on the wingman." We continued our talk and planned our Friday night out. After Mark left I called Beth and told her about going out on Friday. She was quite happy about it as I had gotten in a routine of just staying at home or having a few beers with the neighbours from time to time. "Hey it can be like your old college days of bar hopping and ogling women", Beth whispered so that her sister wouldn't hear her. I was shocked to hear my usually reserved wife talk like that. She was not a prude but she was one for always staying in and never going out to town. "Whaat?" I replied drawing it out trying to act cheesy and coy at the same time. "I can't ogle women anymore honey. That wouldn't be fair on you." "Oh come on you're a man. You have a pulse. Enjoy your night of looking at others. Go for it. Look at the menu all you want. Just don't order any takeout!" Again I was shocked by her response. "Ok. Since you gave me permission I'll try and look and not stare too much." Monday at work was the normal meetings and sales calls. Mark asked if everything was cool for Friday and said he was still in. The rest of the week was par for the course. Friday at work I was impatient for the night to get there. After work I rushed home and changed into something casual. Beth even sent me a message "If you see any hotties take their pics so I can see what you're ogling over!" Shocked, I texted back "WTF?" She soon replied, "Katy and I are going out tonight too. So if I gave you permission to look, I want to know what you are looking at and I'll do the same." "Ok. Have fun. Talk to you tomorrow. Don't drink too much though. It's been a while since you had more than one glass of wine." "Last night. Had 3 with Katy. Heck we've killed a bottle each night." "Hello. Who are you and what have you done with my wife?" I texted back. I know Beth drank in college and knew how to party. That is where we met after all. "Ha. No worries. Let's have fun two states away tonight!" Beth clicked back at me. "Ttyl" The next text was from Mark, "All ready man. Come to the hotel and meet me in the lobby. We will take a car from there and go out." "Ok will be there in 15." I replied as I pulled out of the driveway. All the way to the hotel my mind raced. Where were we going? Could I still flirt? What happens if it goes past flirting? Before I knew it I was pulling up to Mark's hotel. I parked and texted him I was there and headed to the lobby. When Mark exited the elevator he was no longer walking with a purpose but with a strut in his step. He was also wearing denim jeans and a long sleeved buttoned down shirt. Holding a small bag, he was on the phone and gave me a sly smile when he noticed me. "Our car is pulling up. This is going to be a fun night." Mark said pointing towards the door. As I turned to look, a limo was pulling up, "A limo Mark? Wow. Wasn't expecting that. What's in the bag?" "Primer." Mark responded holding up the bag, "I figured why not a limo, we don't have to drive and we can drink all we want." "Alrighty then". I said smirking, "Let's go'" As we entered the limo, Mark pulled a white bottle out. It was Rumchatta. He looked at me and then the driver, "To Twin Peaks sir." Twin Peaks being a classier lumber themed Hooters, I had only been there once as Beth wasn't big on it. All the girls wore low cut flannel tops that showed off their boobs and mini shorts. Mark twisted the cap off the bottle, took a swig and passed it to me. I also took a swig then acted as if I was going to hand it back but instead took a bigger gulp of it. The night was off for a good start. Mark and I kept passing the bottle back and forth when out of the blue Mark asked me,"Boxers or briefs?" "Um well boxer briefs to be exact. Man you do have a way of catching me off guard with your questions". I responded smirking, the Rumchatta starting to loosen me up. "Sorry man. Better be ready to go on the fly tonight. No more getting caught off guard. Think on your toes. No. Don't think. React!" Mark declared as if he were the boss. He continued, "Are you going to ask what I wear?" "Um sure. Boxers or briefs Mark?" I asked shly. "Boxers at the office commando in the field," he said as he pulled his jeans out a little showing me some skin. "Dude you gotta get on with it. Take those things off and be free tonight. I will turn my head and just whip em off and have some fun. Go!" And he turned away grinning. I hesitated for a second before I looked over at Mark who he was signalling with his hand to hurry up. The limo was already pulling in the parking lot. I thought what the hell, why not? As I undid my belt and in zipped my jeans and began to wiggle out of them along with my boxer briefs, Mark turned to look just as my cock flashed out. "Easily seven inches when it hard." stated Mark as he looked at my crotch. "Beth has to love riding that thick piece of meat. Wow. Impressive my friend. Now hurry we are here." I couldn't believe that Mark was staring at my cock. At least I had shaved my sack and shaft along with trimming the pubic hairs on the top, I normally only did that when I knew Beth was in the mood. I hurried and put my pants back on as I started getting aroused. Was it from the rush of going commando or Mark complimenting me? "Ok all set lets go." I said as I opened the door. As I got out I had to adjust myself to get comfortable without my underwear on. We walked in and quickly grabbed a seat. Wow. The wait staff was definitely A+ tonight. Our waitress stopped over to take our drink order. She was a very short brunette with short curly hair and loads of ear piercings. She was quite young and it was apparent that she worked out. We both ordered Crown and Cokes and Mark winked at her as she walked away. When she brought our drinks back she smiled at us and asked if we were ready to order. "Mandy, is it?" Mark asked but before she could answer, he continued, "So can you tell if a guy is going commando or not by the way he walks?" I almost spit out my drink by his bluntness. "No sir I can't. I can only tell if they are a Plummer." Mandy smartly replied. "And what can I get you both to eat?" "So many jokes. So many jokes." Mark laughed "Plumbers. Pipe. Laying pipe. Cleaning pipes. So many jokes. Sorry Mandy I will try and behave. I'll have the cheese burger and fries." "Well Mandy I will have the same, add bacon. Living dangerously tonight with this guy." I responded. Mandy just smiled and walked away. We both had a few more drinks with our meal and Mark picked up the check. We left without further issues from Mark's bluntness. As we approached the car, Mark smacked my ass, "Man that was good. Now we really need to cut loose before we see her later tonight." "Later tonight? How is that?" I asked surprised. "When you got up to piss, I told her that we would pay for all her drinks and whatever girls she brought with her. I gave her my number so she could track us down. Like I said, this is going to be fun." As we got in the car I checked my phone but there was only one text from Beth asking if I had found any hotties. I told Mark about it and he laughed, grabbed his phone and sent me a few pics.I forwarded them to Beth reading, "JUST A FEW". She responded with a pic of her own. It was her sister between two guys looking very flirtatious. "Katy found two. My turn" "To the Underground my good friend." Mark commanded the driver. "The Underground? Really? Isn't that the gay bar down town?" I asked. "Yes and no. Not now. It's a great dance club to pick up some hotties. After midnight it becomes a gay bar". Mark continued. "You should have seen the pick up I had from there last week. Very sexy indeed and knew exactly what to do in the bed." Shocked, I replied, "Wow Ok. This is all new to me. But I'm game as long as you are my wing man." Mark handed me the bottle and I took another hit. I was feeling buzzed. "Mandy's going to come down there?" "She might. Doesn't matter there will be plenty down there to flirt, make out with and take back to the hotel. Trust me." Mark said as he unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt exposing his smooth hairless chest. "If Mandy makes it, then great another to choose from." "Give me that bottle! I need to really enjoy this." Mark handed me the bottle and I chugged it. Didn't finish it but I took more than my share as I was trying to wrap my head around everything. The car ride took about 30 minutes and we arrived around 10:30. There was no line but we could see a lot of people as we walked in. I paid our cover charge and as I looked around, I noticed there were some very sexy seductive women along with a few that looked like they had a lot of plastic surgery. "You ready buddy?" Mark asked. "You bet." I grabbed my phone to see if Beth had texted back yet. Why I had it out I snapped a few pics of what looked like an older Pamela Anderson and sent it to Beth. She responded "She looks completely fake. Don't waste your time" Mark bought some beers for us and we just kinda walked around before we found some extra seats at a table with three women. Mark just grabbed a chair, turned it around and sat in it backwards smiling at everyone there, "Mind if we sit here? We will buy the next round." They are nodded and we started making small talk. I was sitting next to a lady in her mid-30s, with blonde hair, a very tight top and even tighter jeans. Mark was next to a tall red head who had big brown eyes, freckles on her cleavage and a very low cut top exposing the top half of her breasts. Across the table sat a nice looking blonde even more shy than me. Her hair was really short and straight. She was wearing a baggy blouse paired with a black leather skirt. When she headed to the rest room, you could easily see the bottom of her ass cheeks . I glanced back at my phone and there was a pic of Beth and Katy accompanied by what would best be described as a super model. The text read, "I've found a hotter chick than you! Lol" So when the shy blonde came back I asked her to walk away again as I grabbed my phone. She knew what was up and hiked up her skirt a little exposing the bottom third of her cheeks. I snapped the pic and sent it to Beth, "Can't believe we are having this competition." She replied with a smiley face. After a few more beers, I got up to piss and as I stood up, I realised how drunk I was getting. I walked in the bathroom and was stopped in my tracks as the Pamela Anderson looking girl was in the men's room standing there with her skirt hiked up to her waist, and a smaller cock. Beth was right, she was fake! She smiled at me as she walked out. I turned towards the urinal. I unzipped my pants still shocked that she was a shemale. When I turned around, Mark was standing there with a huge smile on his face. "Dude you like this place or what? Hot women wasn't I right?" "Uh that blonde had a dick. She or he was a shemale. What the fuck dude. Gay bar fine. Trannys I'm not so sure. Did you know?" "Hell yeah brother." I could smell the alcohol on Marks breath as he could probably on me as well. "Don't worry. They know you're straight. They only react if you ask for it. Mandy and two of her friends are almost here too. Gotta buy some drinks. Let's go!" He was full of spunk and I was full of questions. First Mark looks at my cock. Then we go to a gay bar. Then a shemale in the bathroom? What was the rest of the night going to bring? I walked back out to the table. The seating arrangement had changed I was now by the wall next to the shy blond and the red head. I sat down and grabbed another beer and smiled. Suddenly, I felt a hand slipping on my thigh. I jumped a little, then relaxed when I saw it was the red-head. I looked around and Mark was walking over with Mandy and her two friends. They were no longer in their uniforms and were now in little black dresses that fitted tightly around their bodies. Mandy had on more make up than before. She smiled, waved at me and then introduced her friends from across the table. "This is Maria and this is Shelly. Girls that's Chris and Mark." Maria had a side of her head shaved, a nose piercing and a few tats showing. But her body was a killer. Shelly had jet black long wavy hair and brown eyes. She was very clean cut. No peircings and her body was amazing. Her tits were the biggest at the table. My guess 34 DD's. Again I took out my phone and asked to take a quick pic of the three. They agreed and I sent it off to Beth "A triple". She responded "Getting better...very young but better". Then right after that she sent a pic. It was a guy without his shirt on and his jeans unbuttoned. He was ripped. "Katy found a toy. Can I find one too?" "You can look at the menu just don't bring home take out." I quoted her back. Beth replied "There won't be any leftovers." "Well OK THEN". I responded. Drunk as I was I really didn't care as the hand on my leg was steadily climbing higher and higher. "Is this on?" The red head whispered in my ear. "Yes it is. But I don't even know your name". I whispered back in her ear. "Mickey" was all she said as she kept rubbing my leg. I had lost track of Mark but soon enough noticed him on the dance floor with the three waitresses. He looked like he was in heaven. Before I could grab my beer, another hand was on my other thigh. The little shy blond was sneaky but was caressing my leg too. "What's your name?" I asked her. "Jamie" as she slid her hand across my crotch. I wasn't hard but was beginning to feel a chub coming on. I looked over the dance floor and Mark had his shirt off now. A few minutes later Mark came back to the table. Llet's go man. To the limo. Let's take this party on the road. Ladies are you in?" He asked both Jamie and Mickey. Mickey took her hand off my leg grabbed her purse and answered with a yes. Jamie did the same and headed towards the door. Mickey looked for her other friend , the blond in the right jeans. She sent her a text message. As we hit the door she was right there ready to go with us. "What's your name!" I shouted as my ears were still adjusting from the loud music inside the club. "Sara" was all she said smiling and winking at me. As we headed to the car Mark had Mandy with him. Her friends trying to convince her to stay. As she struggled to make a decision they ran up to her and pulled her away from Mark. The five of us got in the car and there on the floor sat my damn underwear. Mickey noticed them first and grabbed them. Holding the up "Look someone is commando. Looks like the boys already had a good time in here tonight!" "No no we didn't" I responded my face turning red. "Mark told me to go commando like him. So yes we are commando. Why aren't you?" What did I just say?? Oh well. Sara looked around the limo, "Oh what the hell I hate panties and with that she shimmied out of her tight jeans and pulled off her G string, throwing it on the floor. "Cmon Mickey you're up" I spoke up, wanting to see this gorgeous red heads naked body. Mark just had a huge grin on his face. "I don't take mine off. You do". She responded in the demeanour of someone in charge. "Ok let me at em". I responded and was kneeling on the limo floor in front of her. I couldn't believe I was going to do it. But I was here so why not? I dimly heard Mark in the back ground, "Wait for it" was all he said. I slid my hands up Mickey's outer thighs; they were very toned and smooth. I reached the bottom of her skirt and looked up at her. "It's a very tight skirt. Can you slide down a little?" "What? You need help? Wow. This is bad little boy. Are you afraid?" Mickey said mocking me. "Just rip em off you pussy!" Sara shouted. We hit a bump on the road and at that moment not wanting to be humiliated any more I forced her skirt up and yanked at her panties. I pulled on them and she didn't budge. So I pulled a little harder. Then it happened. They ripped and I tore them off. A Night Out "What!" I yelled. With my embarrassment, I didn't notice the bulge in her or his panties. It was another shemale!! Mark yelled "Suck it for her! C'mon man live a little!!" Then Sara was right behind me her hands on my head, "I want to watch you suck her cock. Then you can eat my pussy and fuck me. But first suck that cock!" "Suck that cock. Suck that cock" was now being chanted around the limo. I didn't know what to do. I looked at her cock again she was now stroking it. It was skinny but getting longer, it was shaved smooth and her balls were hanging low. I went to say something when Maria pushed my head down. As my mouth was open Mickey guided her cock in my mouth. Then Maria pulled my head up. Then back down. My eyes began to water as my head was forced down on her shaft slightly chocking me. "Keep sucking little boy." Sara whispered in my ear and let go of my head. And as if I had done it a hundred times I kept sucking. I copied the moves that Beth usually used on me and swirled my tongue around her head. I looked out of the corner of my eyes and saw that Jamie was sucking Mark's cock. Oh my god it was huge. 10 inches at least and completely smooth like a swimmer's body. Sara was soon over there helping her with it. Mickey looked down at me and smiling and I began to suck her man meat again. It was as long as mine and I began to play with her balls. She grabbed my other hand and putting it on her bare breast, she squeezed my hand to squeeze her tit. Her nipple hard against my hand. I was completely hard in my jeans with my zipper rubbing against my cock. I took my hands off Mickey and unzipped my pants to expose my swollen cock . Soon I felt another hand on my head pulling me off Mickey's cock. I tried to look around and saw that everyone was now naked. I took my shirt off and let my head be guided to another cock in front of me. I tried to figure out where it came from. Was it the driver's? No we were still moving. I looked up and saw that it was Jamie. I stuffed her whole cock in my mouth and began sucking it. I was confused. I was sucking cock and was turned on by it. I was eager. I wanted more cock. But why? I had never felt this way before. Then Jamie began to thrust her hips in my mouth harder and harder. She held my head and began to face fuck me. I was enjoying this way too much! After what felt like five minutes she pushed my head off her cock. I took a deep breath and wiped my eyes. I looked around and saw that Sara was now sitting on Mark's cock, engulfing it all as her face was filled with pleasure. Jamies head dive down into the lap of Mickey and she began sucking her cock. I began to stroke myself like I was at home watching porn when Mickey motioned for me to come over next to her. Mickey began to stroke my cock for me and soon was licking the orecum from the tip of my cock. I took one hand and began squeezing Jamirs ass, reaching over Mickey. My fingers soon found her ass hole and began to play with her ass with my middle finger. I looked over at Mark as I heard him begin to grunt. Sara slammed down on his cock and held there for a minute. From where I was sitting I could see the cum being pumped through Marks cock. This too turned me on. Soon Mark's legs went straight and he let out a loud yell "OH FUCK!!" Sara climbed off Mark's still erect cock it was glistening with a mixture of his cum and Sara's juices. Sara sat on the back seat and Jamie let go of mickeys cock and dove right in licking all of Mark's cum from her pussy. Then, she began to kiss Mickey swapping the cum back and forth. Sara claimed around the two he she's and began to suck my cock. Her hot mouth and puffy lips felt so good around my cock and it didn't take long until I could feel my balls sweep with cum. I clinched my ass and began to shoot my seed in her mouth while holding the back of her head. "God", was all I could mutter out at this point. When I finished cumming Sara looked up at me and opened her mouth and it was full of my cum. Soon Mickey was there waiting for Sara to let my cum free from her mouth and into Mickeys. Once Sara's mouth was empty Mickey went over to Jamies and spit my cum into her mouth. Just as my cock began to go limp it began to get hard again watching this cum swap. Jamies smiled at Mark with my cum on her lips and then em locked in a kiss with Sara. As their lips separated there was a strand of cum connecting them together still. They both licked their lips and swallowed what was left of my load that started and ended in Sara's mouth. Then the car stopped. The divider lowered "We are back to the bar. What's the plan?" The driver asked. I sat back down on the side seat. Mark was across from me and Mickey and Jamie were in the back bench seat. Both their cocks still erect. And their nipples hard. Sara sat between them her pussy lips still stretched from riding Marks large cock. "Jamie how come we didn't get to cum!" Mickey joked. "Home James!" Mark said to the driver and away we went. "It's about a 15 minute drive. Now what?" Jamie looked at Mickey "Should we put on a quick show for them?" And she dove into the cleavage of Mickey. Mickey started caressing Jamie's body and they began to kiss, their lips not touching so that Mark and I could see their tongues. Sara had her arms around each of them caressing their backs. Both of them were playing with each other's tits. If I hadn't had their cocks in my mouth, I'd have said this was a hot lesbian show Id ever seen. Marked leaned up to the driver and whispered something to him. Then to my surprise Mark's hand grabbed my cock and he began to stroke it. He looked at me and without me giving an answer he began to lick it and my balls. He put both balls in his mouth and began to hum. This made my cock leap with excitement. He then slid his mouth over the head of my cock, leaking with precum and began to suck my cock. It felt so good, better than it should have. I looked over and the ladies were now watching us. I smiled at them and winked. They smiled back and began to laugh. With that Mark sat up realeasing the tight seal on my cock made from his lips. We all scrambled about the limo trying to get dressed as the limo pulled under the canopy of the hotel. "Hey man you can keep what's on the floor back here!" Mark shouted at the driver through the partition, "Thanks man. Until next time. I will get at you next week when I go out again!" We all scurried through the lobby anxious to get to Mark's room. As we entered the elevator, I looked around at everyone. They all looked like they were ready for more. I felt as if I was tiring out but still had a raging boner and thoughts in my head of what might happen. I might get to fuck Mickey. I'd get to see both Mickey and Jamie cum. I'd get to see Marks larger veiny cock again. I could lick Sara's pussy or even fuck her. All of this sounded good to me. When the doors closed, I instantly grabbed Mickey and spun her around and pushed her in the wall of the elevator. I began kissing her and groping at her breast. She raised a leg and wrapped it around me, making her skirt rise and expose her cock. I pushed into her and kept kissing. My hands wondered from her chest to her cock. I began to stroke it as I felt hands squeezing my ass and rubbing my back. As the elevator bounced and the bell rang I released my kiss on Mickey, her leg unwrapped around me and she tried to pull her skirt down over her bulging cock. As we exited the elevator and headed to Mark's room, I checked my phone one more time. It flashed at me saying there was only 10% of battery left. But there was one text message from Beth. It was a picture of Beth with a huge smile on her face with a look in her eyes that she gets right after we screw. Then my phone died. As Mark fumbled with the key card to get into his room, both Jamie and Mickey began kissing my neck. I put my arms around both of them as we stumbled towards Sara and the now opened door as Mark walked through. Mark turned on one of the desk lights and dropping his pants around his feet, he threw his shirt at me. The girls took of their skirts and tops and were standing there naked. It didn't take me long to follow suit. I felt good, about myself and my cock. I knew since I was drunk and already came once that I had some staying power to fuck now. Mark jumped on one of the beds and landed on his back, his extra large cock bouncing as he did. Jamie knelt on the bead near Mark's face stroking her cock. Mark opened his mouth and she slammed it in, her balls hitting his chin. She held it there for a second looked at me and told me "He sucked you time to pay him back!" I was shocked and I wasn't sure if I could. I know I know He sucked me quickly in the limo, but I didn't know. For one he had was huge. I had sucked the girls' cocks with the thought that I would get to fuck Sara. Mickey gently pushed me on the bed between Mark's legs. There was nothing left to do now but suck my good friend and co-worker. "Spit on it." Sara told me as she spat on Mark's cock over my shoulder. I did the same and began to stroke his long and thick cock. Looking at it face to face, it was as wide as a beer bottle. I slowly began to lick the underside of his cock and the sides. Stopping to let my tongue flick the head of his cock and taste his precum, my tongue meeting Sara's and we began to kiss. Marks cock resting on the side of my face. Again I was caught off guard and jumped a little when I felt a warm tongue on my anus. I puckered my ass and clinched my cheeks together out of shock. Mickey used her hands and spread them apart and began to tongue fuck my ass. This was new to me. Yet it was so sensational my cock grew harder than it had ever been before. Even when I was in college I didn't even eat pussy as hard as Mickey was going after my ass. She reached between my legs and started to slowly stroke my cock. My whole body was becoming a huge tremble but was so relaxed at the same time. I had forgotten about Mark's cock as I was now moaning out loud. Jamie noticed this and as I looked up she pulled her cock from Mark's mouth and straddled his face. "Lick my ass lover". She moaned as she pushed down on Mark's face. His cock twitched and I began licking it again. Soon Sara grabbed Mark's cock and started bobbing on the head of it like a trained pro. Mark shifted his legs and lifted his ass up a little. With that Jamie pushed my head down. I wasn't thinking any more. I was reacting, just like Mark advised earlier in the night. I stuck my tongue out and began to lick Mark's ass like I did to Beth's pussy many times before. The harder Mickey tongued me, the harder I tongued Mark. Just as it appeared the feeling from my ass was gone. I pulled my head from Mark's lap and looked around. Jamie was now standing at the side of the bed and Mark looked at me with his large cock obstructing my view and just smiled. He got up and grabbed a clear bottle of gel. He put some on his hands then began rubbing it on his cock. Jamie crawled on the bed on all fours and Mark squirted more of the gel on her ass and began to rub it around. "Can I see that?" I asked but was interrupted by Mickey. "Me first." She said in a low forceful tone. Mark passed her the lube and she squirted it on her cock and some on her hands. "Lay on your back over here." She motioned me and I was so relaxed now that I did as she said. I closed my eyes for a second and when I opened them, Saras cunt was right above me. i opened my mouth and she sat on my face. Her oussy wet and tasted good. Jamie began to let out small shrieks. She was in pain but was having so much pleasure at the same time from Marks large cock fucking her ass. As I was tasting Saras juices as they ran on my face, my legs were being lifted in the air and my ankles were now sitting on Michey's shoulders. Her hands began to massage my ass. Suddenly my ass opened up and a finger went in. Before I could understand what was happening, Sara pressed her pussy deeper into my face. Almost suffocating me. My ass felt more pressure as I felt two fingers. There was pressure yet a sense of complete enjoyment. I pushed into her fingers, trying to feel more. Jamie began to moan, almost shrieking with pain, "Ahh fuuuuck. Yes give me your whole cock in my ass pussy. Ohhhh." She gritted her teeth. Soon there was a bigger pressure on my spincter and I spread my legs a little more. The head of Mickey's cock was pushing in my ass and I relaxed even more. I felt it slide in me slowly with pain. As she began to pull it out, it hurt even more and I could hardly take the pain. My scream muffled by Saras pussy being on my face. I took a deep breath inhaling the sweet scent from her juices. Then it happened, Mickey slammed her whole cock in my ass and I could feel her cock throb and as she got in a rhythm, it began to feel so so good. I was now gritting my teeth, unable to eat Sara's pussy. As Sara lifted from my face, my eyes were closed but then I felt something new and warm on my lips. Jamie crawled over me and her cock was resting on my lips. Mark's cock was still inside her ass and pumping away. I opened my mouth and with every thrust Mark gave, Jamie did the same. Her cock was going in and out of my mouth. Mickey's cock was slamming into my ass and I knew that was what pure extacy felt like. I could tell Mickey was using her whole cock as I could feel her balls slap against me. Precum was oozing out of my cock and running onto my stomach. A string of it connected my cock to the puddle that was forming. Sara saw this and ran her hand through it and then licked her fingers clean. I then felt the bed bounce and Mark was on one side of me and Jamie on the other. Both their cocks pointing at my face, they were stroking their cocks vigorously. Sara was teasing my cock rubbing my precum all over it. Mark grabbed my head and pushed it towards Jamie's cock. I opened my mouth and began sucking it. Soon I heard Jamie moan and her cock swell. She held her cock right on my lips then I felt it. It was really hot on my tongue, she was cumming in my mouth. It was thick and salty as it ran over my tongue and down my throat, I swallowed. Then another shot came from her cock but this one shot on my face. It was on my chin and cheeks. She pulled her cock away from my reaching tongue. Jamie pushed my head towards Mark.s cock. I began sucking him and couldn't get enough of it. I was becoming a cock slut. I didn't even care that it had been in Jamie's ass hole. Soon Mark pulled his throbbing cock out of my mouth and also blew his load all over my face. It was as big as his cock. Not three spurts of cum but five shot from Marks cock. His hot load covered my lips, both eyes and even landed on my forehead. I couldn't open my eyes as Marks sticky cum was covering them. I stuck my tongue out searching for Mickeys cock. She pulled out of my ass and let my legs down and crawled on top of me. Sara held my head up and I could barley get my tongue to touch the tip of her cock. Then I felt it splash against my face. It was creamy sticky and salty. Her load was nice and big too, I let some of it run in my mouth so I could taste it. I closed my mouth and swallowed her seed down my throat with a gulp. "Ok Sara time for the clean up." I heard Jamie say still panting from her orgasm. I was expecting her to suck my cock, but soon I could hear her wet pussy being played with. It was close but I didn't know what was happening as I still couldn't open my cum covered eyes. Just as I was about wipe my eyes I heard a grunt and then a warm flush of fluid hit my face. It was warm. Sweet. And then it happened again with another grunt. The third splash of this warm ejaculation thinned the cum that was on my eyes enough that I could open them. There right above my face was Sara's pussy with her fingers stroking it and she was squirting all over me. When she was finished she fell beside me in exhaustion. I took a deep breath and then I felt a warm mouth on my cock. Within seconds I started to cum. It felt so good, I pushed all the cum out so I could to feed this ravenous mouth. "Way to finish your man off." I heard from Mickey. I was excited as it was Mark who sucked me off and drank my cum. I laid there unable to move much. I reached for a sheet to wipe my face off. As I looked around Jamie and Mickey were getting dressed. Sara was passed out on the bed. I looked for Mark and he was taking the covers off the other bed. I continued to wipe my face clean of the loads of sticky cum and pussy juices from my face I licked my lips and they felt so smooth and tasted like a salty treat. When I sat up the ladies both came over and gave me a kiss good bye and sauntered out of the room. Sara was slowly getting dressed and trying to catch up. I looked over at Mark, he wasn't covered up and his cock, now limp but still huge, was the smallest I had saw it all night. He smiled at me and asked, "Was that fun or what man?" "Uh uh well yeah. Not what I was expecting but damn that was fun." I answered. I was still staring at his cock for some reason. "You might want to sleep over in this bed. That bed is covered in cum lube and sweat and squirt juice. Come one I won't bite." Mark offered up. I looked at the bed I was sitting on and Mark was right. It was covered in body fluid. I stood up, my ass sore but in a good way. I walked around the bed Mark was laying in and lifted the covers and crawled in. "Don't worry I won't try and fuck you. You won't be able to handle it." Mark said jokingly. And that's how my night ended. Naked next to a male coworker with cum stuck to my face and my ass trying to process what was in it. What a good night it was indeed. A Night Out ************************* This was something written for an anonymous friend. Feel free to message me if you have suggestions or edits. ******************************* You take your time in the shower. Shaving carefully, you make sure you are completely smooth for me. You scrub your holes carefully, sliding your soapy fingers into your ass, reveling in the dirty feel of it. As you rinse off all the soap, you wonder what I have in store for you tonight. The water stops, and you step out to find your towel. You pick up your phone from the counter, and type the memorized number. "What do I need to wear tonight?" Your hair is nearly dry before you get my response. "The same thing you wore to my house the first time you came over." You smile as you remember the night. Picturing how it ended, you let your hand wander downwards. Gently rubbing your clit, you allow your legs to open slightly and a gentle moan escapes your lips. Your phone buzzes again, "Meet me in forty minutes." You hurriedly rush to your room. There is a hatbox in the back of the closet, one nobody ever cares to dig into. From inside, you pull a gorgeous black pair of panties, bra, stockings, garters, heels, and a long black leather trench coat. Nobody who lives in this house knows you own these. You put them all on, and pull the coat closed. It is brisk tonight, nobody would suspect your coat is actually your dress. You hurry so you can leave before anyone notices. They expect you to be leaving, but are so busy with the ballgame they aren't paying attention to when. Locking the door behind you, you move quietly to you car. The engine turns, and you back out of the driveway. The Interstate is close, and you need to be on the road. It takes nearly half an hour to get to your exit, and your breathing gets a little faster the closer you get. You feel the smooth, lotioned skin of your thighs rub against each other, with little between them. You are afraid you might even be a little moist. The streetlight is broken at the off-ramp. Nobody is near as you turn, pedestrians don't really come to this part of town. The motel is a block away, and you can see the burned out neon from the red light. "Riv rs de Mot l" and "Fre M vies" illuminate the parking lot. You pull next to my car, and step out. You step into my car, and I stare at your legs as you get in. I lean over, and grip your hair as I kiss you. "It looks rough, but it's clean. And the staff is discrete. Are you ready?" With a deep breath, you nod. I pull the shifter, and back out of the parking slot. We turn away from the highway, and head down to a bar a couple of streets away. The parking lot is packed with older cars, and the beer signs in the window have seen better days. As we exit the car, I get a puzzled look on my face. "I thought you said dinner and a movie?" With an eyebrow arched, I grin. "Yup. We're getting dinner here. We'll start with this place." Your heart begins racing again. This will be different than last time. This will take a whole different approach. It might even be easier. We take a table by the wall, the booth is threadbare and duct taped on the seats. The light above is burned out, making it more secluded than the others. You sit near the wall, and I get in beside you. I grab the stained card off the table to read the menu, and slide a hand under your coat as I do. The band on the stage is milling about, it is hard to tell if they haven't started, just finished, or just some guys wandering around. My hand slides up your thigh, and my fingers play against your lips. Your legs shift slightly apart, and I hear a noise escape your lips. You startle as the waitress comes up. "What can I getcha?" I smile up at her, and notice she isn't bad looking. A little weather-worn, but still kinda hot. "I want a draft, and she'll have a screwdriver. We'll also take the shareable chicken tender platter." I wink at her, making it look like you couldn't see. "It's big. Is that okay?" "Of course." I make it a point to touch her arm as she writes. She returns my smile while glancing at you. " And make both drinks tall." As the waitress swishes away, I look at her ass in her skirt while my fingers continue to apply pressure to your cunt. You are already soaking through your panties. Your hand grabs my cock in return. With a squeeze, you whisper, "I think she likes you." I just grin and look around the room. I move my hand away, and casually taste my fingertips. "You're almost ready". ****************************** Between the smoke, terrible lights, loud band, and chatting patrons, small talk is nearly impossible. You pretend to be immersed in your phone as the waitress brings our drinks, and she lets her hand brush my forearm when she sets them down. I smile at her, catching her unspoken meaning. I let my hand rest on the back of her knee as I lean closer. "Keep the drinks coming, don't let us run dry." She lets her hand brush my neck as she replies, "You got it, hon." Her ass seems to wiggle more as she leaves, and you squeeze my cock gently with the hand not checking Facebook. We both feel the potential of this place. "You see any possibles?", I ask, looking around the room. "Maybe. I think we should wait until the band really gets into high gear." "You get to pick." Our waitress is true to her word, and you are halfway through your second screwdriver when she brings the food. I'm still nursing my beer, and point to both glasses as she drops the platter. You reach for the food, and she leans closer than she has to to tell me she will be right back with the drinks. A hand pats my ass, and I grin at her. You eat a little of the food, but I can tell you are nervous. Or excited. Either way, you are jumpy and drinking quickly. The alcohol is kicking in, and making you more bold. You lean in to me to say you are headed to the bathroom, and I move to stand. the band kicks into "Sweet Home Alabama", and the crowd eats it up. I watch your ass as you head around the corner, and then look around for the waitress. She noticed you leaving, and starts pouring another draft. She brings it over to me as I scoot over a little. She has to lean down to hear, and my breath is in her ear. "Have a seat, she will be a while." "Can't, hon, I got customers", as she sits anyway. "I gotta get back to them", she says while playing her hand on my knee, leaning in to speak directly in my ear. I pull a fifty out of my shirt pocket. "Keep it coming, I'll go ahead and tip you now." "Looks like it's missing some numbers written on it", she grins. "Keep me happy, and you might get that, too", I say before I gently kiss her neck. She glances towards the bathroom, seeing the coast is clear, and stands to work the room again. I sip my beer, and watch the terrible band blow through songs they apparently have never practiced together, if at all. The girls dancing are entertaining, at least. This place is worn, and cheap, but it looks maintained and clean. The furniture is solid, and the PA works. The patrons, somewhere over a hundred of them, seem to be locals and regulars. You walk past the room marked "hens", and press your hand to the one marked "cocks". With a deep breath, you step in. The room is small, just a single urinal and stall, with a sink in the corner. The guy you noticed leaving his girlfriend is just shaking off, reaching for his zipper. You step up behind him, and grab his dick. He starts as you say "Don't put that up just yet, I want to see it." He is dumbstruck as you pull him into a stall, and turn the lock. You open the coat, and his jaw drops seeing your underwear. You kneel down, and take his hardening cock into your mouth. He sounds like he wants to protest, but your mouth is moving faster than his brain is working. Your head begins bobbing, taking him as deep as you can. His hands reach for your hair, and he starts guiding you up and down. His breath becomes ragged as his hips begin to thrust, and his grip on your hair tightens. You begin to massage his balls while he fucks your face. His rhythm is hesitant, like he still can't believe this is happening, and he isn't sure if he is supposed to let you do it. His hesitancy doesn't stop him from enjoying your mouth, however. As he gets close, he lets go of your head. He leans against the stall wall, and begins to moan. You are moving your head and hand furiously, sucking and jerking him as he struggles to stay standing. Finally he grabs you with one hand as you feel him contract. He holds your head on his cock as his seed begins to pump out. You swallow what you can, but some comes out the side of your mouth. As he finishes, you stand while wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. Speechless, it doesn't move as you pull him close and kiss him. His spent semen mixes back into his mouth as your tongue dances briefly with his. Pulling back, you lean into his ear. "When you fuck her tonight, you will be thinking of me. And knowing that I would have fucked you harder, longer, and given you the ride of your life. Now zip up and go back to her." He tries to stammer something as you push him out of the stall, and close the door. You feel your pussy throbbing with need, and reach down to touch your clit. Smiling, you feel his cum drying on your cheek. It will stay there for a while, and you can't ignore it. You hang your coat on the peg inside the door, and wait. The anticipation, and the danger, make you even wetter. You resist the urge to jerk yourself off, you are saving yourself. The wait is just as hot as what happens next. You take a deep breath, and hear the door open again. ***************************************** You hear someone come into the bathroom, and walk towards the urinals. The noise of pants opening is followed by the splashing of his stream hitting the ceramic. When he turns around, he sees that the stall door is open. You are standing with your back to him, your hands against the wall and your ass pointed back. Your hips are spread, and you are leaning towards the wall. "Don't say a word, just fuck me", you say towards the wall. You hear him walk up behind you, and feel his fingers tug against your panties. The cloth is pulled roughly aside, ripping with his forceful pull. "God damn. You ain't kiddin', are ya?" You feel the cool air of the room on your holes, feeling vulnerable. You don't turn around, and have no idea what he looks like. You hear his pants again, and the locking of the door. Your breath catches as you feel a finger explore your folds, and the juices leaking down your thighs. His hard cock begins tracing around your ass, leaking pre-cum on your cheeks. His places himself at your entrance, and begins to ease inside. You rock your hips, and impale him fully inside you. "Don't fuck around, I don't have all night." He doesn't say a word, just grabs your hips and begins fucking you hard. His cock is thin, just under average, but it is going deep. You can almost feel it tickling your cervix. He gets into a rhythm, and his thighs slap against your ass echoing around the tile room. Your pussy clenches, and a low scream escapes your lips as your first orgasm begins, curling your fingers against the wall. This must have been what he needed to hear, because he starts fucking you faster. "Not inside me", you yell over your shoulder. "Make sure you pull it out." As if on cue, he pulls his cock out of your pussy and starts slapping it against the crack of your ass. You feel his hot cum squirting onto your back, cooling as soon as it hits your skin There must have been eight or ten spurts before he steps back. You start to hear him make a noise, and you don't even look over your shoulder. "Don't say a fucking word. Don't ruin it." He pulls his pants up, and leaves while you close the door to the stall. Your heart pounds in your chest as you struggle to catch you breath. You don't remember when you last came that hard. You reach down and touch your clit. It throbs as you feel how wet you are. Your juices are running down your thighs, and his cum dribbles down your ass cheeks. The door bangs open and you hear voices coming into the bathroom. They are chatting, but as they notice the heeled feet under the stall door, they get quieter. You let the door open, and two guys are staring at you. You are leaning against the wall, moisture obviously between your legs, hair askew, falling bra strap, and ripped panties. Before either of them can say anything, you smile at them. "You boys might wanna lock that door." ************************* The waitress comes back to my table with a fresh beer, sitting next to me. "Did she leave? Her drink is melting." Glancing at the tall glass with the increasingly smaller cubes, "No, she's around somewhere. I think she found herself a 'friend'." "Looking at the ring on my hand, she gets puzzled, "You'd let your wife find a 'friend' in this place?" Laughing as I place my hand on her leg, "Oh, she isn't my wife. She's just my girlfriend." Her eyes widen briefly as she places her hand over mine, "You looking for a 'friend', too?" "Maybe. Just maybe I am." "You know, I get off at one." I glance at my watch, then lean closer to whisper in her ear, "I'll keep that in mind". I bite her earlobe and move my hand so she can stand up. ***************************************** In the bathroom, the guys look at one another. They seem like they aren't sure what to say, so you say it for them, "You want a story you'll be telling for years to come, and almost nobody will believe you?" Locking the door, the taller one comes closer to you. He unzips his pants, and fishes his dick out. He's long and thin, like the guy who just left. You fall to your knees, and he stuffs it into your waiting mouth. He begins to move his hips, and you struggle to take it all in. Your gag reflex is struggling against his cock as he is sliding it between your lips. The other guy opens his pants as well, and you try to check him out while you suck. His cock is much thicker, but not quite as long. Keeping one hand on the taller one, you pull your mouth off to beckon the other over. He steps up, and feeds his dick into your face. Sucking one while you jack the other, then switching, you revel in the differences of the two cocks. The texture, the flavor of their pre-cum, the way your jaw has to work differently, all make you hungry to work them both. The shorter one steps away while the taller one grabs your head again. He moves to lower the toilet lid, and sit down. He is stroking his cock, watching you with his friend. You grab the tall one's ass, pull him deep into your mouth, and hold for a moment. He slides from between your lips when you stand up. He begins to look disappointed, but you smile at him. Moving to the other guy, you turn your back to him. Straddling his lap while facing his friend, you lower yourself down. Reaching for his cock, you impale yourself on it. Leaning back against him, you rotate your hips while he moves his in response. He is thicker than most men, and you love how he is splitting your pussy. The fucking you got earlier didn't stretch you out much, he was too thin. This guy feels like he is stuffing you with a beer bottle. "Oh my fucking GOD, That's good", you say as you start to move your hips up and down. You sit on his lap and move your hips side to side while the other one moves towards you. You find you can move against him without interrupting your blowjob. He stuffs his cock back in your face, and you moan at the feeling of being stuffed at both ends. Working into a rhythm, the three of you fuck like they have only dreamed of. "Dude, I gotta get some of that, too", the tall one calls. Pulling your mouth off, you stand up again. They switch places, and you slide down his longer cock. As he bottoms out, you cry in surprise. He is longer than the last guy. A little thicker, too. The short friend feeds his fat cock into your mouth, and you taste yourself all over him, licking your juices away. They are fucking your mouth and your cunt as you have two more orgasms, each more intense than the earlier one. They are getting close as well. Funny thing, guys tend to last longer when there's more than one. The one in front of you is panting, "I'm gonna cum"! "Me too", answers his friend. You stand up and get back down onto your knees. You open your mouth as they begin jerking off towards your face. Nearly simultaneously, they begin to spurt. Their streams go everywhere. Your hair, your eye, your cheek, your tits, your waiting mouth. As they finished up, you lick your lips and swallow their cum. Standing back up, you push them out of the stall and close the door again. You hear them high five and take a leak before leaving the room. With their cum drying on your face, you put your coat back on. Tightening the belt again, you peek out the door to the mirror. You fix your hair as best you can, and carefully leave, trying to be inconspicuous. ******************************** I see you walking back to our table. Slowly, and a little awkwardly. I had to be watching for it to notice. I see some guys try to make eye contact with you as you cross the room, but you look only at me as you come back to the table. "I'm thirsty". I move to let you sit, and you take your screwdriver. Gulping, you finish it faster than you should. "Woah, let me get you some water. We're headed out, anyway." As we stand, I hand you the keys to the car. "Go ahead, I'll cash out." You walk towards the door, and I head towards the bar. Our waitress watches you leave, and has a knowing look on her face. "You headed out, hon? Night over for you?" "Not quite. I haven't figured out exactly what I am doing next." "You know", she says, while pointing to the cracked Miller clock on the wall, "One ain't that far off". "Neither am I", I say as I slide a magnetic card across the bar wrapped in another fifty. "That should cover the tab, right?" She nods, "Let me get your change". When she turns around, I am already gone. ******************************* In the parking lot, I get into the car and start the engine. You are just closing your door, pouring out some used mouthwash. My "go bag" is open in the back seat, and I see the green bottle on top. Sometimes, it's a good idea to pack for all eventualities. There is an open bottle of Dasani in your hand. Grabbing your head, I pull you in for a deep kiss. The peppermint in your mouth tells me you know what I like, and what I don't. I ease the shifter down, and pull away. "How many this time?" "Four. Two of 'em at the same time." "Did they all cum?" "They did." "On you, or in you?" "On, and in my mouth." "You dirty whore. Did you love it?" "Oh God, I did." "Did you cum, when they were shooting their cum all over you?" "Several times. They never even asked my name. One didn't even get to see my face." "Where did they fuck you?" " My mouth, and my cunt. I blew the first one, fucked the second, and then the last two traded places on me." "You are such a slut. What if your friends could see you now?" "They wouldn't even know what to do with me. I am a dirty, dirty girl." "Did you clean yourself up?" "No, I'm just like they left me. I can feel the cold wet cum sticking to the inside of the jacket as I move." "Good. That's what a slut like you deserves." You look down, but you grin at the game. "I know." ************************* I use the card to open the door, and we step inside the room. I have been here already, and done some preparation. As the door swings shut, I lead you over to the bed. "Take off your jacket." You unbuckle the coat, and it falls to the floor. I can see the dried cum all over you. Your torn panties. Your bra is still intact, but I can fix that. "You are still wet." A Night Out "I haven't stopped." "You little whore. You LIKE this, don't you? You bad bad girl. Get on the bed. On your knees. Show me your ass." You climb onto the bed, and put your face into the sheets. You stick your ass in the air, and spread your cheeks for me. I inspect your body, looking you over closely. "I can see your pussy is stretched out, but your asshole is as tight as ever." I slide a finger into your waiting cunt, and get your juices all over it. I move it to your other hole, and work it slowly inside. "We need to do something about this." You moan as I slide my finger in and out of your hole. I get two fingers wet, and slide them both in. They move slowly, rotating inside you as I twist my hand. "Move your arms forward." You get up on all fours, and I grab the straps attached to the bed. Your wrists are pulled into the restraint, and buckled down. I do the same to your ankles, and stand back up. "Can you move?" You move around the bed while you pull at the straps, and test their security. "Not far", you reply. "I can't quite get into a fetal position, but I can lay down." "Perfect." I go across the room, and open the back sitting on the table. Coming back into your view, you can finally see what is in my hand. It's a plug, a little bigger than the last one we used. The bulbous head is not much taller, but definitely fatter. Fully silicone, it has long strands of hair coming out of the base. "You little bitch, you love rutting around like a dog in heat, don't you?" "I do. I'm a dog, and I love it. I love being treated like a waiting hole for them." "Every bitch has a tail. I need to see you wag it." You stick your ass into the air, and spread your legs further. I lubricate the silicone, and press the tip against your waiting asshole. "Relax, or it will take longer." You clench your muscles and wiggle your ass, taunting me. "You little whore, you want to prolong this." Pressing gently but firmly, I watch as the tip penetrates you. Slowly twisting a little, you open up to let the toy enter into you. You can feel it stretching you, wider than you are used to. I put my other hand to your clit, and rub it while penetrating your ass. It feels like it takes forever for the toy to move, and it widens you as it goes. It's not painful, but a pleasurable uncomfortable feeling. With a pop, your muscles pull it in, coming to rest around the sort neck. You let out a noise somewhere between a scream and a moan. "There, you little bitch. There's your tail. Like a dog, it will have to move while someone ruts away at your pussy. Do you like your tail, you little whore?" The cool, thick strands of the hair cascade down your ass, and touch your pussy lips. It is heavy, like a horse's mane, and sometimes it tickles your feet. You moan as you shake your ass, the hair swishing back and forth. I slap your ass, hard enough that you squeak, and ask again, "Do you like your tail, you filthy whore?" "Yes!" Staccato, punctuated by my swats on your cheeks, "Yes, I love my tail. I'm a filthy whore, and if I am fucking like an animal, I deserve to look like an animal. Yes!" I run my hand up your thigh, and feel your wetness coming down your legs. There will be a puddle on the bed, soon, if this keeps up. I move around the bed, and feed my cock into your mouth. "That's right, fuck like a dog, get treated like a dog. Suck my dick, you filthy whore. Suck me like you did those boys at the bar." I pound your face with my cock, guiding your head with my hands. Unable to balance yourself, you let me do all the moving. You just relax your mouth, and let me fuck your face for the open hole it is. I stop as the door beeps, and the locking mechanism opens up. You hear the wood scrape across the carpet, but you can't see who is staring at your ass in the air, anal plug swishing like an animal's tail. ***************************************************** "Looks like I found the right party", says the waitress. Big smirk on her face, she kicks her sandals off as she closes the door. Stepping forward, she reaches under her denim skirt to slide her panties off. You continue sucking me as she crosses the room, and stops at the foot of the bed. She reaches for the tail in your ass, and wiggles it. "That's cute. Might have to get me one of those." she reaches her hand to cup your cunt, and slides her fingers against your wet lips. Two of them slip in, and you moan onto my cock as she fingers you. Sliding her fingers out, she licks them as she walks to the head of the bed. Pulling my head to hers, she kisses me while you still have my cock in your mouth. She reaches down to stroke your hair, helping you on my cock while you suck. "Mind if I join you?", she asks, climbing on the bed next to you. I pull my cock out of your mouth, and slide it into hers. She slides it in and out, then moves to put it back in yours. She slides her hand on my cock, jerking while you suck. She pulls it out of your mouth, kisses you deeply, slides my cock down her throat, and then releases again so you can take is back in yours. She takes my balls into her mouth, sucking them while you have my cock. Then she holds my cock up so you can suck my balls into your mouth. I moan at the two of you trading licks on my shaft. She not only moves it in and out for you, but will also pull me out so she can slap my dick on your cheeks. She lets go so I can feed it back down your throat, and rolls underneath you. Looking up at you getting your face fucked, she pulls off her tank top showing her naked breasts. She lifts up to kiss yours, nibbling on one nipplethen the next. Cupping them, she rolls the nipples between her fingers, tugging on them before reaching up bite them again. "Do you like sharing me with her? Do you like her tasting my cock?" You can only moan in response as I am fucking you face. "How do you think her mouth compares to yours? She shimmies lower, and puts her face below your dripping cunt. She reaches up, and grabs your ass. She pulls you down to her face, and inhales your scent. Her tongue reaches up, and licks from the bottom to the top of your slit. Then she sucks your clit into her mouth. You struggle to keep sucking me as you enjoy the feeling on your pussy. Stroking your hair, I pull out. I move around to enjoy the show, watching her hands grip your ass as she sucks and nibbles your sweet cunt. She even wiggles the plug in your ass occasionally, changing her tongue's rhythm when she does. "She's eating you good. Want me to eat her while she eats you?" You cry out in orgasm, and she just redoubles her efforts. I bend down, and she turns her head to kiss me before turning back. I taste you on her tongue. Moving to the foot of the bed, I lift up her skirt. Her bald pussy stares up at me, and I bend to lick it. She is soaked, lubricated completely just from eating your pussy. I spend a few moments, but have better ideas. "I think I want to fuck her. I want to feel her cunt gripping my cock, while you ride her face." You are shaking, trying to keep your arms steady so you remain up. You only have the strength to moan in response. Lifting up, I bury my cock into her pussy, and begin to thrust. Every time I go in, she pulls you into her face. Pounding away at her pussy, I slap your ass, leaving a red welt on you cheek. You moan, and I slap you again. "Do you like that, you whore? Do you like me to fuck strange women while they suck your cunt?" The waitress wraps her legs around my waist as I thrust away. I smack your ass occasionally, and you yelp when I do, burying your cunt in her face. You cum again, your legs collapsing as you spasm on top of her. Watching you on top of her is all I can take. "I'm going to cum", I moan as I pull out of the waitress. I jerk my cock, and shoot all over her thighs. stream after stream coats her legs as I release, and you shake on her face. As we both come down, the waitress says "I haven't gotten mine, yet." Smiling at her, I step back. "Scoot up, and let her lick you clean." You struggle up onto all fours, and she slides up underneath you. Getting up to the headboard, she pulls her skirt out of your way. I climb onto the bed behind you so I can see. You look apprehensively at her, and back at me. "Lick her cunt like the whore you are. Lick her clean." You tentatively begin on her thighs. Licking my sticky cum off, she moves so you can get every drop. Finally, all that is left is what is on her lips. "Go ahead and lick it off, whore. If you are going to be a dirty slut, you can't fuck around. You are going to own it, and you are going to do it all. Suck her cunt." As your tongue touches her lips, I jam my cock inside you, burying myself to the hilt. You are so wet, you put up no resistance at all. You cry out into her crotch, and I fuck you while you taste my cum on her pussy. I can feel the thick plug in your ass, pressing against the top of my cock with each stroke. I know how stuffed you must feel, with both holes filled completely. She grabs your head, and holds your lips to her clit. She begins to moan, and cries out "I'm cumming!" I pound you while your face is buried between her legs. She cums all over your face. As she calms down, I slow then pull out. "What are...." "You don't get to ask questions, you nasty slut. You just get to DO." The waitress begins to move, and I catch her eye. Holding a finger in the air, I turn to my bag. I pull something out, "Do you know what to do with this?" Grinning, she stands up. "You're God damn right I do. I always wanted to do that." "Lay down beside her." You both shuffle so you are side by side on the bed. Your straps don't allow you to go far, but it's enough so she can lay comfortably. You are resting on your knees, with your face on the sheet watching her. I climb onto the bed, and slide up to the waitress. I climb between her legs, and slide inside her again. "Do you like watching me fuck her?" You nod your head as I slowly slide my cock in and out of the shaved pussy of our waitress. She grips the sheet and moans. I slide my cock out of her, and move round where I can reach her legs. I start slipping straps over her feet, and move a harness up her thighs. The dildo attached to it is long, and has two heads. One on each side of the harness. I rub one end of the dildo along her pussy lips, and begin to work it inside her. It is fat, and angled to make the other side more useable. The double-headed strap on is inside her, and sticks out proudly from her crotch. Cinching the buckles, she climbs up from the bed to crouch behind you. Knowing how difficult this will be, I get on my knees behind the waitress. I take her fat plastic cock in my hands, and coat it with lube, jerking her like I would myself. Satisfied she was ready, I watch her press it against your pussy lips. I reach down to help her guide it, and she slowly slides the nine inch fake cock into your already well-used cunt. I hear you moaning and grunting as she slides in, crying out as your body gets used to the size. I play with her tits, biting her neck as she slides inside you. She moans as well, the dildo inside you is inside her as well, and the harness presses against her clit. "Take it all, you slut. Take it deep, just like you did all those other guys tonight." "Ohhhh, FUCK, oh god, that is stretching me out." "Do you like it, slut? Do you like having your holes stuffed, getting fucked by a strange woman while I watch? Do you like me watching you get fucked? Do you want me to watch her fuck you, while I fuck her? Do you want me to fuck her where you can't see it, only know that it is happening?" "Yeeeesssssss", you moan, twisting your head side to side as your hands grip the sheets. She keeps sliding inside you, and it almost feels like you are being torn apart. "I don't think she heard me. Maybe you should ask." "You nasty slut, you came into my bar and were fucking my friends in the bathroom. Oh, I know you did it. I could see it on their faces when they came out. Now I'm gonna fuck you, and I'm gonna let him fuck my ass while I am wearing your cunt out. And you are gonna feel it, every time he pounds me, because it will make me pound you, too. And you are going to love every minute of it, because you are a dirty cum slut who loves getting herself stuffed." "Oh GOD yes, FUCK ME. STRETCH ME OUT. Fuck me hard with your cock, and let him fuck you, too. That's what a whore deserves, is to be used and fucked like I am just your plaything. OHHHHHHHH GOOOODDDDDDDDDD" The artificial cock reaches its zenith, and you feel her thighs against your ass cheeks. The tail is still in your ass, its mane all over your back. She grabs the hair, and jiggles the plug in your ass while buried in your pussy. I have been lubricating my own cock, and press it against between the waitress's cheeks. I slowly slide it through her sphincter, and she bends forward onto your back to allow me access. "God damn, man, that's, ohhh-oh-ohhh-ooohhh-ohh, pretty fucking hot. You guys are freaks." Her ass clenches my cock, and I bury it as far inside her as I can. She starts to pull out of you, slowly slipping the cock out. You move forward to assist, and we start to establish a rhythm. She slides into you as I slide out of her. When she changes direction, you lie further down as I press back into her. You are stuffed so full, it doesn't take you long. You begin to shake, and tear at the sheets. As you begin to cum, your hips start bucking. you have no control over the tremors as you bounce against the waitress. As you are nearing your peak, I reach around and pull the mane of the tail. The plug comes out of your ass while you are cumming. "OHHHHH FUCK, GOD DAMN IT FUCK, I'M CUMMING. FUCK ME LIKE THE WHORE I AM, GOD DAMN IT." Stuffed with a fat cock in your pussy, and the fat plug coming out of your ass, you cum like you can't ever remember having done so before. Your writhing on the dildo grinds it against her clit, and the waitress begins to cum as well. She is screaming as she grinds her ass to my pelvis. I can feel her ass muscles squeezing my cock while she does. "Oh, oh, OH OOOHHH SHIT". I grip her nipples as she leans against me. She lets the dildo slide out of you, and rests her head on my shoulder as her ass spasms on my cock. I pull out of her, and we each lie on either side of you. It takes a few minutes, but we begin to catch our breath. The waitress gently unbuckles the dildo, and slides it out of her and onto the floor. She reaches over you, and starts to stroke my still hard cock. "That was fuckin' intense, hon. You need me to finish you up?" "Not tonight, I've got other ideas. But thanks. Really." "Honey, thank you. I ain't been fucked like that in a long time. And it's a lot of fun using a little cum slut like this." "She is a dirty little whore." She stands, and fishes her tank top off the floor. Finding her sandals by the door, she kicks her foot up to slide each one on. Reaching into the pocket of her now-stained denim skirt, she takes out a matchbook. Tossing it to me, she says "You guys should come back to my bar sometime." Leaning over to caress a finger around your exposed holes, she winks at me and walks out the door. ******************************************************** As the door shuts behind the waitress, I get up. Reaching over, I begin to unbuckle the restraints on your wrists and ankles. Rubbing your joints to return the circulation, I roll you over. Your legs are still involuntarily spasming, and you are breathing too hard to speak. Lying beside you, I turn your head to kiss you. Our tongues dance together, and you reach down to grab my cock. Stroking it gently, you smile at me. "You still need to cum again." "Why you dirty girl. You still want more, more don't you." I slide my hand down to cup your crotch, and you flinch a little. "Are you sure you can take it?" Instead of answering, you kiss me again while you stroke my cock. I can taste her pussy, and yours, on your lips. I roll over on top of you, and slide my shaft across your lips. They are still wet, and I can feel my diick getting slick with their juices. You Kiss me again, and I reach down to guide myself inside you. Your breath catches when I slide in. "Did you think of me as they fucked you?" "Y-yes. It was all I could think about." "Did you enjoy the feel of so many different cocks inside you tonight?" "Both the real and the fake ones. Some were bigger than the others, aaaahhh-hh-haahhh, and, and, and it felt so good feeling each one." I am sliding slowly in and out of you, listening to you recount your night. "What happened in the bathroom?" "When I first walked in, there was a guy tak- uhhhhhh" I stop for a moment "Taking a leak. When he turned around, I just dr - ohhhh....." You bite your lip as I start again, "dropped to my knees and sucked him off. He came all over my face." "What happened next?" "When he left, I went into the stall and took my coat off. The next guy to open the door saw me standing against the wall, spread like I was about to be frisked." I grip under your back to pull against your shoulders, and thrust deep, grinding my pelvis against yours. "What did he do?" "I didn't even turn around, I just told him to take me. He ripped my panties, and thrust in my pussy. He fucked me un.....ohhhh fuck....". I am keeping the slow strokes, gently sliding in and out of you. "He fucked me until he came all over my back and ass." "Damn, you're a hungry slut. Did you even see his face?" "Never. He barely even spoke." "That's not all, is it? You're too nasty of a whore to quit there." "I turned around, and was facing the stall door when two guys walked in together. I had them lock the door, and come to me. They dropped their pants, and I started sucking them off." "Were they alike?" "The tall one had a long, thin cock, but the short one had a nice fat one." "Was it just a blow-and-go?" "I had one of them sit on the toilet, and straddled him while I blew the other." "Did you cum?" "I did. And so did they." "How?" "They switched places, and fucked my mouth and cunt some more. When they were ready, I got on my knees and let them go all over me." "Nobody came inside you?" "Not... Not t... Not tonight. Not yet." I begin fucking you harder. You wrap your legs around my waist, and allow me deeper penetration. "Four guys in a bar bathroom. A woman in a hotel room. You've been a busy girl." "uh, uh, uh" You dirty, filthy whore. You're a goddamn slut. You don't even care how they use you, just that they do." "Oh God, oh God, oh God..." "Your husband would leave you, kick you out of the house in the rain. Take the car and ruin you in the divorce." "Ohhhh-uhhhhhhhh" "What if one of those men was someone he works with? What if they saw your picture on his desk?" "Fuck, fuck, fuck, ohhhhh fuck." "You don't even care. All you want is some cock inside you, you don't care how it happens." I am thrusting harder, now, having trouble talking as I pound into you. "You are a dirty, filthy, nasty, insatiable, nymphomaniacal, sleazy whore of a cum slut!" My hips thrust one last time, deep inside you, and still as my cock empties inside your sore, worn cunt. As I do, your orgasm hits as well, and we grip one another as tightly as we can. As my cock slows its twitching, I pull you close to whisper directly into your ear, "but you are my filthy little cum slut." As I lie there, still inside you, I see the waitress's panties in the sheets. "And you are going to wear these home." ******************End************* A Night Out It promised to be another ordinary working day. Nothing out of the ordinary... come to work, have a word with co-worker (to whom you have no particular feelings either way) while changing, take a glass of water, turn on the music on the shitty computer and set out a plan for another working day. That was, until she showed up. To tell the truth, I had no fucking idea how to describe our relationship. I made crude jokes about her tits and ass... usually when she wasn't within earshot. She made sarcastic quips about my intelligence(or rather, the lack of it) and usually made sure that I heard them clearly. Then we had a coffee, talked about random nonsense, exchanged more sarcasm with each other and usually had a good laugh at the expense of one of us or the random coworker we chose to badmouth on that particular day. It was a good relationship, as far as I was concerned. Not that I would mind if anything more came out of it, but I sincerely doubted that would ever happen. As usually, she left her lab coat unbuttoned. Which left her see-through T-shirt(and her black bra underneath) on a very open display. I almost wished she'd button up, since I just couldn't draw my eyes away from her tits. They weren't big... well, not Lolo Ferrari big anyway. But they were well developed, perky and looked absolutely delicious. I was pretty sure my glances didn't went unnoticed, but she didn't seem to mind. There was something... off... on her today. Her face, her posture... it all talked about it. There was no naughty light in her eyes, no indignant anger... they looked empty and dead. I've seen her like that before. "So, what's bothering you?" We've always been direct with each other. She sighed a little. "I'm having a deja-vu... from couple of months ago." Her partner(not husband, as she herself insisted when I got it wrong) was cheating on her, I knew. It was kind of a public secret and caused her quite some grief, unslept nights and tears wept. I've always considered the guy an idiot. There was this gorgeous, sexy, funny, hard working(and sure, sometimes annoying but ultimately, still very desirable) woman right at home and he was banging some other floozie. Maybe it had something to do with good ol' pragmatism... they were saying she was his superior. Didn't make him any less of an idiot. Truth be told, while I was feeling honored by the fact that she was comfortable enough around me for her to share this little tidbit of her life, it also made me a little uncomfortable. Still, what could I do? A smile was the best I could offer. "I really wish I could help you with something more than a couple of empty words. But as they say, time heals all wounds." Yeah, that probably was as pathetic as it sounded. Scratching a back of my head embarrassingly, I chuckled quietly. "Sorry, not really good when it comes to the whole relationship thing." I had hoped for a smile, however small it may be. All I got was a small nod of acknowledgment. "Gonna take a lot of time to heal this one..." Jeez, so much about diffusing the situation. No idea where to go from now. "Maybe... maybe you just need something to get your mind off of everything. I know this place where they serve the best Peking duck..." Wait, what? Was I really saying this? Surprisingly enough, that did get a smile out of her. "I'm not much for Chinese. Friend of ours is a sanitary inspector... you wouldn't believe the things he tells me. But you would want to stay away from Chinese restaurants as well if you'd know." Ok, a little too much information... knowing myself, my imagination would run rampart with this. But okay, it was a start, she was talking. "Personally, I would like to try Mexican. Haven't been yet and I hear good things about their cuisine." "Didn't knew you like it spicy." A small peal of laughter. "You only live once, you know." "Well, in that case... there's this small Mexican joint next to a movie theater. We could go watch a movie and then have something to eat?" Her mouth wrinkled upwards a little more. "Fifty Shades Of Grey?" I had to roll his eyes at that, though I couldn't help but smile as well. "I already told you... if it's porn you want to watch, I can hook you up with some real shit, not that sorry excuse." She punched me in the shoulder lightly, her mirth obvious, though she tried to hid it behind a facade of resentfulness. "And I told you that Fifty Shades Of Grey is not pornography!" "We've had that argument already... do you really want to go down that road again?" She sighed. "No, I guess not. So, you serious about this?" She received a shrug of shoulders in response. "You only live once, you know." Truth be told, if there was the chance of seeing her again in that one part black, very short dress that left her gorgeous legs exposed, with a lacy sleeves that accentuated her tits so nicely, well... that alone would make everything totally worth it. And spending a night out with hot co-worker instead of boozing myself at home, playing games... there wasn't really much choice between those two. "Great! So shall we say... Friday?" "You have a baby sitter for the kid?" "You know I can leave her with my mother or my neighbors. Besides, she's a big girl, she won't miss me if I'm gone for an hour or two." "Good. Then it's a deal. I'll meet you in front of theater on Friday." "Looking forward to it." She didn't see me smiling to myself after she left. "So am I... so am I." Friday evening "I need a fucking drink!" "Language!" Oh, seriously?! "Of all the times, now you're giving me the grief?" "Oh come on, it wasn't that bad!" I couldn't help but laugh a little bitterly. "Let me put it this way: there are movies that are so bad that they are good. Then there are bad movies." "So which was this one?" "It was bad-bad!" She had to laugh at the projected indignity. "So what's still keeping you around?" "Three things. First, like I've said, the thought of the drink. Second, the thought of food... surprisingly enough, I'm still hungry after seeing... that." I've let my eyes wonder over her body, my admiration obvious. "Third... well, it would be your dress." My wish didn't came true. No sign of the black dress. Instead, she was wearing a sleeveless pink dress that left her shoulders bare, with a puffy skirt, reaching to her knees. It offered less of her magnificent legs to the world, for which I was sorry. It did offer great view of her cleavage though and that I certainly didn't mind. So while she didn't wear exactly what I had wished for, I couldn't deny she was still very lovely and very sexy. The pink tiara in her short hair, although cheap plastic(it was her daughter's, I knew), only enhanced her loveliness. "Though to be fair, I never imagined going out with a Pink Panther on Friday evening." The comment had earned me a smack to the back of the head. "Don't be such a dork!" "All I'm saying, you're looking very... pink. Very sexy, I hasten to add! But... pink." The left corner of her lips curled upwards in a well known sarcastic grin. "Do you want to get bitten?" "You're such a tease." "Oh, you're horrible!" "And you wouldn't have me any other way. But if you really need something to bite, I propose you wait a little longer. We're here." We were standing in front of a brightly red colored building, with lanterns lighting the way inside. Cozy looking. And something smelled nicely. We were led inside by a waiter who played a stereotype of a loud and obnoxious Mexican a little too well. Luckily, when we were sited behind the table with a floor length table cloth, the guy seemed to remember he had some more important business to conduct and fled the scene quickly. I was sure my dirty glares and the ever-so-subtle-drawing-the-imaginary-blade-across-your-throat motion had nothing to do with it. The menus came on soon after. As promised, the first thing I got was a tequila... three of them, actually. She looked a little incredulous about this, but also slightly amused. They brought her salad(big surprise there), some rice and some hot chillies. "Wouldn't you like some meat with that?" "Wouldn't you like that!" It took me couple of seconds to get what she way implying. I hoped a slight crimson hue on my cheeks would be attributed to the alcohol. "And you call me horrible?" "Hey, you thought about it!" "I might have... but you said it." This was actually turning into an enjoyable evening. Pretty much everything was there... the sarcastic banter, the joking, the laughter, some good food and, unlike at work, I could actually get alcohol instead of coffee. So far, a pretty splendid evening, all things considered. The meal before me included some fish, vegetables, rice and yes, chillies. So altogether, not that different from hers... but it had meat. Maybe it was just my imagination, but it sure looked like she was smirking all the while she was eating. Couldn't quite put the finger on what was so damn funny. The phone call came as a very unwelcome interruption. I was pretty sure it was nothing important even before I answered the call and that turned out to be true. A survey wanted to know something unimportant and I got rid of her rather quickly. Don't know what I was doing... maybe I was just being my dumb, clumsy self. Be that as it may, as I was putting the phone back into the pocket, the damn thing suddenly decided it didn't care for the darkness of my pocket anymore and preferred the darkness under the table. At least, that's the only way I can interpret it tumbling from my hands and going under the table. "I've think you've had enough... if you can't even hold your phone anymore, you're probably drunk." "No, three tequilas usually mean I start pressing the wrong numbers on the keypad. Seven tequilas are the mark for "can't hold my phone anymore"." She looked incredulous. "You have a scale for how drunk you are?" "You'd be surprised at how useful that is." Hearing her laughter was always a music to my ears. Seeing her flashing those pearly teeth made me smile myself. "Have I ever told you how much better you look when you're smiling?" "Flatterer." "I try." "So, you gonna pick it up?" "Might as well. Don't go anywhere." I don't really remember what I was thinking when I went down on my knees and started crawling underneath the table. I don't think I was aware of how big our table was. Or how hot it was underneath it. Of course, that may have had something to do with the fact that I suddenly found myself faced with the same pair of legs I've so often fantasized about. The pale light from phone's screen was painting a very enticing picture. She held one leg over the other in what seemed like a very seductive matter. There were belts lining across her instep, drawing my eyes. I haven't noticed that before, but she was using nail polish the shade of jeans. Over the slender ankles, my eyes wandered across her calves to her thighs, still hidden to my eyes under that skirt. All the jogging she did sure paid off. Her legs were nothing but firm muscle and alluring skin, just begging to be touched. All of this I noticed in the fragment of the second before the light from my self phone blinked out. Reaching for the damn thing, I also noticed my hands were shaking ever so slightly. Just as I turned the light back one, she decided to switch her legs. I watched in fascination as she lifted one leg, putting in slowly on the ground, then lifting the other one, creating a brief but very tantalizing view of the red panties she was wearing, before obscuring it equally quickly. Goddammit... I wanted to touch her so badly. Just to see if she felt as smooth and soft as she looked... to glide my fingertips over her finely toned muscles. But I knew she would probably kill me if I did it. Then I asked myself... would it be worth dying because of this? Pathetic as it may sound... yes. Yes, it most certainly would be. Stretching out my hand, I landed a first tentative touch on her toes. She was just bringing a spoonful of rice to her mouth when she felt almost ghostly touch lingering across her toes. She snorted to herself, quietly. "You are drunk." I imagined the electricity of the touch was only perceived on my end. But damn... I was touching her. And didn't get a kick in the head yet. A promising start. As my hand glided over the instep and ankle bones, hovering further up her calf I imagined what she would do if I used my lips as well. She thought the hand touching her would pull back when it became obvious that her leg wasn't the phone... but that didn't happen. If anything, it became more bold. That came as a surprise. I simply had to stop at the knee. Caressing it lovingly and slowly with one hand, I glided the other one in the opposite direction. The leather belts of the sandals felt nice under my touch, but I wanted to feel her skin instead. Was it only my imagination or did she shiver a little when I started unfastening the sandals from her feet? "Oh goddammit..." The fingers gliding over her skin left no room for misinterpretation. She was being fondled... in a middle of a restaurant... in front of who knows how many people... Was her footwear being removed? This was wrong on so many levels. Then why the fuck was she feeling so aroused by it?!? The sound of the falling sandal was a thunder to my ears, but the logical part of my brains told me that I was just imagining things. Frankly, I was surprised the damn thing even worked anymore. She had lovely feet. I knew that much already, but with nothing obscuring my view anymore, they looked that much better. Dragging my finger from her thumb and across her instep once again, I simply couldn't resist myself anymore. Some would say that I'm a less of a man for bowing to a woman. But when my lips finally brushed against her skin, I didn't really care one way or another. When she felt something warm and wet touching her, she almost jumped out of her chair. Resisting the impulse(if only barely), she clutched the edge of the table, biting her lower lip. What she couldn't resist though was the rush of blood to her cheeks. She hoped nobody would notice... "Senorita? Is everything alright?" Cursing her luck, she somehow managed to strain a smile. "Great! Just great!" She didn't believe herself and by the looks of it, the waiter guy wasn't buying it either. "It's just that you're looking very red in the face... I am worried something might be happening with your heart. You see, my uncle, he had a similar condition..." She lost track of the guy's rambling when she felt a wet trail going from her ankle ever upwards. Was is possible to radiate from embarrassment? Because she was pretty damn sure her face was doing just that right now. "Senorita?" The undertone of worry was clear to his voice now. She had to came up with something and soon. "I'm fine. It's just that... your chillies! They're so damn hot, all the blood is going to my face because of them." To illustrate the point, she put another green one in her mouth and bit down of it. As on cue, her eyes bulged ever so slightly, her breath catching in her throat. The waiter's grimace of worry changed to one of smile instantly. "Ah yes, it is a known side effect. I shall bring you some water, it helps soothe the inflammation." He walked away, for which she was grateful. Because after the last soft kiss she received on the top of the knee, she felt her skirt being rolled upward. "Oh god..." "Oh god..." I never imagined I would be able to touch her things... and yet, here I was, living my dream. But as I drew my fingernails over the silky skin, leaving shallow red marks in their wake, my eyes were drawn to her panties again. Or rather, the prominent wet spot on them. My god, but she looked delicious. Licking my lips, I watched as the index finger of my right hand approached the soaked cloth of undergarment. As I drew it across the still hidden slit, I definitely felt her move. Try as she might, she couldn't resist the soft groan escaping her lips. When she felt the ghostly touch drawn across her lips, her hips moved to rock into the touch. She cursed herself mentally, but couldn't deny it... the whole danger of being exposed was a hell of a turn on for her. There was also something about who was doing this to her... she never expected the guy to do something like this. Of course, the surprises wouldn't end there. My knees were starting to hurt, my lower back was reminding me that the position I was finding myself in wasn't very comfortable and the pressure in my crotch was becoming somewhat uncomfortable. But when I pulled her panties aside to reveal her pussy, every thought about standing up fled my mind. This was worth enduring some pain over. The small patch of hair above her opening was the only thing to draw my eyes away from the engorged lips and her already exposed button. That's not to say the small patch of curls above her entrance weren't charming to look at. By the looks of it, my ministrations were bearing fruit. Couldn't help but feel a little proud of myself. The feeling was quickly exchanged for pure enjoyment as my lips touched hers. The soft breeze of air over her newly exposed crotch made her shiver again and she could felt her thighs being covered in goose bumps. When she agreed to this dinner, she had no idea she was a part of the menu as well. A flowerly scent of some sort that was unfamiliar to me(some sort of intimate soap, I presumed) mixed with her own scent, one entirely womanly. I drank it in as deeply as the juices still flowing from her. As my tongue was starting to probe inside of her, my thumb and index finger occupied her clit. "Oh fuck..." Biting her lips to prevent any more obscenities from escaping, her palm slapped down on the table. "Everything ok senorita?" The guy looked vaguely familiar. "I brought you the water... as promised." Another tug. "Fuck!" "Are you in pain? Your eyes, they look but they don't see..." "Cramp! I got a cramp in my leg!" "Should I, ah... get the doctor?" "NO! No, no... I'm sure it will pass, given enough time." She felt something inserted inside her, prompting her to get a hold of the table cloth. "Not much time, I think..." She got a confused glance from a waiter, but he seemed happy to get away as fast as possible. A single digit went easily inside her. I felt her tightening around me and when I brought my other hand to her belly to caress it, I could feel how close she was. Her willpower could only go so far. She wanted... no, needed this to end, before she'd made a fool of herself. Her breathing was becoming shallow. Closing her eyes, she saw stars blinking in front of them. "Oh please... please... end this already!" The minute trembling of her entire body signaled to me just how far she was. It wouldn't take long to push her over the edge. I could probably extend her torture for a little while longer. But I wanted to end this as much as she did. When my tongue replaced my finger and her thighs clenched my head almost painfully I wanted to smile, but my mouth were occupied with more pleasant task. Hands clenched, she let her chin fell on her chest, hoping to stifle the scream that was clawing it's way up her throat. A Night Out All things considered, she did admirably. Other than the slight tremble and a small squeak escaping her mouth, there was nothing to give away she has just been ravaged by a coworker underneath the table. Slowly the world came back into focus and her breathing returned to normal rhythm. She felt her sandal being refastened, her panties moved back into their proper position and her skirt gently rolled down her legs once again. And finally, after everything was done, the slightly tousled head emerged on the other hand of the table. What was the proper thing to say in cases like these anyway? What to say to the good who just... She felt blush creeping up her cheeks at the mere thought of it. Funny how that was almost more scandalous than the deed itself. "You..." "Hold that thought for a minute, I'll be right back!" And just like that, he was up and almost running away from the table. Why was he suddenly in such a rush... Then she noticed the funny way he was moving. "Oh no... he wouldn't..." When I came back, less than a minute later, the grin on my face was probably shining as bright as the sun. When she saw me shaking the water from my hands she probably put two and two together, since she hid her face in her hands soon thereafter. We sat there for a minute or two, me not sure what to say and she apparently unwilling to speak. Was she ashamed? Angry? Scared? Before I could concern myself any further, she suddenly peeked from her palms and gestured at her lips. "You have, ah... a little something..." "Oh... oh! Where exactly?" The smirk reflected in her eyes. It was the kind that usually set my heart racing, but this time, I knew it meant trouble. "Oh, how about... everywhere?" Now it was my turn to get flushed. I scrambled for some tissues and wiped furiously at my mouth and chin, wiping away the traces of my crime. When that was done, I finally dared to look in her direction again. "Sooooo..." "Yeah." "Probably better we don't tell anybody about this, eh?" "If you know what's good for your health, certainly." I gulped loudly, only half for show. "Waiter! Check please!" The poor bastard looked rightfully terrified. I just imagined what must have been going on inside his head, what with all the strange things going on around our table. "So ah... was the dinner good?" I smiled at him. "Oh yeah. Juicy, well served and spicy... just the way I like it!" "Very good sir. Hoping to see you again!" I saw something bothered her on our way out, but she didn't say anything. But when we came outside, she couldn't held it anymore. "Spicy?" "Oh yeah... you wouldn't believe how hot that was!" She turned away, probably wanting me to believe she's disgusted with me. But her tone did all the talking for her. "You're such a dork." A Night Out My fiance and I have seen our sex life grow right along with our relationship. See the thing is we both love sex and we both love reading stories here on literotica, but really like the stories that get right into the down and dirty sexual activity, so here we go. We love to go out with friends, and even though I haven't drank for five plus years, we still have tons of fun. On this particular night we met some friends for supper and then we were all going to a little playhouse to watch a play. We were enjoying ourselves getting to know some the new friends in our group. As we made our way up the stair to the play, Kristie was walking in front of me and I reached up under her little skirt and grabbed her asked. That was received with a sly smile from her and a blown kiss. I got her a glass of wine and we made our way to our seats. As the play progressed, I put her hand in my crotch and she started stroking my cock through my jeans. My cock quickly got hard and you could see the outline of it through my jeans. This frequently continued throughout the play. I would also slide my hand under her skirt and dip my finger into her nice wet pussy. I happened to notice one time when Kristie was stroking my cock, that a lady in the row in front of us was looking over her shoulder watching the action. Kristie was watching the play and didn't notice. When she stopped I and the girl had turned back around, I leaned in and whispered in Kristie's ear what was going on. The girl in front kept checking over her shoulder to try and steal another glimpse. I had positioned myself so that my hard cock was fully visible through my pants for the her when she looked over her shoulder. Kristie was also watching the woman and each time she looked over her shoulder she would slide her hand over into my crotch and stroke my cock again, and this time I slid my hand over and dipped my finger in Kristie's pussy giving the woman in front a view of that as well. By now I was developing a precum spot in my jeans, which was also fully visible in my jeans and Kristie's pussy was sopping wet. As the play came to a close everyone got up and mild around, getting one last drink, visiting, etc. The woman who was sitting in front of us walked by us, stopping to say, "You two are fucking hot. Thanks for the show. My boyfriend was in the play and he has no idea what I have in-store for him tonight. Fuck, you two made me horny, my panties are soaked." Kristie and I looked at each other and smiled. The night was getting late and everyone decided it was time to head home. As soon as we got in the car, I grabbed Kristie and we started making out. My hands were all over her. She loves when I feel her breast up, and it wasn't long before I had those beautiful things out and her top off. We started home and I was playing with her tits and dipping my finger in her pussy. As we made our way to the first stop light, we had to come to stop, so I took advantage of the stop to pull my jeans down. My cock sprung out and Kristie started stroking it immediately. As the light turned green and we started moving, she came across the seat and took my cock in her mouth. I grabbed the back of her head and guided her up and down on my cock. She grabbed my bare balls and started playing with them and pulling on them. She loves that shit. A second stop light came up quickly and again it was red. As we came to a stop, we rolled up along side of a car with two guys in it. They were talking as we pulled up, but quickly recognized I was getting a blow job and gave me the thumbs up. I decided to give them a glimpse at my sexy babe, and said, "Hey baby, look at that." Kristie rose from my cock showing off her big tits too the two guys in the car next to us. I love showing off my sexy girl, and she knows it, and it turns her on. She stayed stationary for a few seconds, then smiled licked her lips and went back down on me. The blow job continued and I got her ass up in the air so I could finger fuck her from behind as she was sucking me off. We were just about home when we came up on yet another stop light, and again we rolled up along side of a car. This time the car had a couple in the. It didn't take either of them long to notice that Kristie was giving me head, and the were staring into our car. Again, I told Kristie to look, but this time when she came up to show off her tits for the passenger in the car next to us, she quickly turned to me and smiled. She grabbed ahold of my cock and pulled me off my seat so the couple could not only see her tits but also my cock. Both in the car next to us were smiling at us and Kristie started jerking my cock off and licking it like a ice cream cone. The light turned green, thank God, as i was about to blow my load, and we made our way home. We got into the house shedding our remaining clothes as we did so. I poured Krisite another glass of wine and now completely naked, we made our way out onto the deck. There we sat in our deck chair talking about the night. I asked Kristie if it turned her on to have that lady watching us at the play, her response was, "Fuck yeah!" I knew it did, but I just wanted to hear her say it. We continued to talk and then she said, "baby stay right there I want to take a picture of you, fuck your sexy there." She snapped the picture on her phone, and then told me to start stroking my cock. Which of course I gladly did for her. As we sat there playing we heard a noise from our neighbors house and looked over there. To our delight we saw Jane and Josh leaning on the railing having some drinks. Jane's tits were out and Josh had finger in her pussy. They said with a smile as we made eye contact, "Don't let us interrupt." "Oh we won't" we said with a smile, "how are you guys doing." "Great", they responded, "we love the show." With that Josh dropped his pants and made his way around behind Jane. Now Josh has a nice thick cock that must be about 6.5 inches long. We could tell he was sliding into Jane by the look on her face. As Josh slid into Jane, Kristie came over to me and sat on my cock reverse cowgirl style. Fuck her pussy was hot. As Josh was pounding Jane from behind and Kristie was riding me, the two women were chatting. They wanted to watch Josh and I finish by jerking off and cumming on their tits. Listening to this pushed both Josh and I to the edge. Josh went first. When he pulled out of Jane she got down on her knees and Josh stood in front of him jerking his cock. It didn't take long for him to explode all over her tits (and nice tits they are). One, two, three streams of cum came out of his thick cock. They quickly turned their attention to us. Kristie had taken a seat in the deck chair again, and i was now straddling over her pumping my cock. I heard Jane say, "Oh yeah Todd give it to her. Shoot that cum all over those tits." That did it, and I exploded. I don't know how many times i spurted cum out onto Kristie's tits, but when I looked down they were nicely coated with cum. The girls looked at each other and Kristie asked Jane, "I think we need cleaned up don't you?" Jane nodded her head as she took another drink of her beer. With that I bent over sticking out my tongue and started licking my cum off her tits. Jane was like, "Holy fuck that is hot. Fuck yes Todd clean that cum off those tits." I took a break just long enough to turn and smile. Josh had gotten Jane a towel, and was watching also, as he drank his beer. "That's pretty fucking hot Todd," he said as I finished. "Hey maybe you can clean my tits off next time," Jane said. Kristie just smiled and said,"Yeah, maybe Jane we will see. Night, time for Todd to service my pussy with his amazing tongue." And with that we retired to our bedroom where I made Kristie cum numerous times before fucking her hard from behind and blowing my second load deep in her pussy to finish the night.