0 comments/ 91581 views/ 17 favorites Afternoon Delight By: Saybrin "I think I'll go for a hike up the mountain a little farther while you boys get the fire going. Carly, want to come with me?" The question was directed at my younger brother Josh's girlfriend, who was three years his junior having just turned 18 the week before. Carly and Josh had decided to join me and my boyfriend Brett on our yearly camping trip, and tonight was the first night we'd be spending out in the wilderness. Our tents had already been set up and the guys were getting ready to build the fire we'd be cooking dinner over tonight. After a long day of hiking up the mountain, I needed to take off for a while and relax. I figured Carly needed to do the same, and I was correct when she accepted my invitation. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea," Carly replied. We both grabbed our backpacks and took off on the little-used trail that wound its way upward. "Be back in an hour or so," I called over my shoulder and winked at Brett as he looked up and waved to the two of us. It was strange how well Carly and I had gotten along on this trip so far. We were as different as night and day, with the only thing the two of us having in common being my brother. Carly was seven inches shorter than my 5'9", and she was dark and petite while I was blonde and all legs. Her eyes were a dark chocolate brown and mine a sparkling emerald green. The one thing I envied most about Carly was that she was all curves. My high, firm 34B breasts paled in comparison to her full 36D chest. My job as a personal trainer kept my body lean and muscular, while she was all soft woman. I could definitely see why my brother was so head-over-heels for her. Carly and I made small talk as we casually followed the trail higher up the mountain. The trees did little to block out the sun, and between the hike and the afternoon sunshine I was getting pretty warm. I made short work of removing my t-shirt as we continued to walk and talk, until I was wearing only a pair of cut-off jean shorts and my bikini top. Carly quickly followed suit until she was dressed in the same. As we rounded a corner in the trail I spotted a clearing of sorts in the distance that looked like a good place to rest for a little bit. "Hey Carly, why don't we stop and rest for a little bit, and then we can head back," I suggested. "Okay, Kate. Sounds good to me," Carly replied. I lead the way off the trail to the clearing I had spotted. It was more like a little hideaway than a clearing really. The trees formed an almost perfect circle around a bed of lush grass and the sun shone down and bathed everything in warm light. It seemed as if we had entered another world as we stepped into the clearing. There was no way I was going to let sunshine like this pass me by, so I quickly took off my shorts and lay down on my back in my bikini to soak up the rays. I looked up to find Carly standing at the edge of the clearing just staring at me. "Come on, lay down next to me and take advantage of this sun! It's wonderful. We'll head back in a little while. I'm sure the boys won't miss us if we're gone a little longer," I said to her. "Um, okay." Carly said and removed her shorts as well. She was wearing a much more conservative bikini than I was, and she laid down next to me on the grass. I closed my eyes again but couldn't fight the feeling that I was being watched. I opened them to find Carly staring at me once again. "Are you all right?" I asked. "You're just staring at me." "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, it's just..." she trailed off. "It's just what? Tell me, Carly. You can be honest with me. What's bothering you?" I said. "Nothing's bothering me. I was just, um...this is kind of embarrassing for me to say, but I was just admiring you. You've got a great body. I only wish mine was as perfect as yours." I kind of chuckled when she said this. If only she knew that it was her body that I envied. "That's all that's bothering you? I'm flattered Carly." "Well, um, that's not all," she said and cleared her throat. "It's just that, well, seeing you laying there in the sun, I, well....I was kind of attracted to you. You're so pretty." I chuckled again and rolled over to face her. "That's certainly nothing to be embarrassed about, Carly. To tell the truth, I think you have a fabulous body. I'd kill for curves like yours. And to be completely honest with you, I've admired your body secretly a time or two," I confessed. I saw that this brought a sudden flush of color to her face and I knew then that the innocence she exuded was no act. "Carly, can I ask you something?" I queried. "Yes, anything!" she said. "You've never been with another woman, have you?" "No, no I never have. I've always been curious, but...Have you?" she asked. "Yes, once when I was in college. But that's another story. How far have you gone with a man then?" I asked, trying to figure out exactly how innocent she was. "Not very far. Your brother's the only boy I've ever dated, and we haven't done hardly anything at all. We've kissed, of course, and he's touched my breasts, but that's all." I smiled at her answer. Carly was a virgin in every sense of the word, and her inexperience was suddenly like a strong aphrodisiac to me. I knew then that I wanted to be the first to introduce Carly to pleasure. "Come here, Carly," I said and reached out my hand to help her sit up next to me. "Just trust me, okay?" She nodded her head and swallowed. I could tell she was nervous about what was going to happen next, and I needed to put her at ease. I reached out and touched my fingertips lightly to her face, brushed her hair back from her neck with my hands, and looked her straight in the eye as my head lowered towards hers and I kissed her softly on the lips. I started slowly at first, just barely brushing my lips with hers until I felt her relax, and then I darted my tongue out to trace the crease of her lips lightly. Without a moment's hesitation she opened her mouth to me and my tongue slowly entered her mouth. I explored her mouth in a slow French kiss and it wasn't long before she was kissing me back completely. My mouth left hers then and I kissed my way across her jaw, around to her ear, down the smooth line of her neck, and then across her collarbone. My arms went around her in an embrace as I did so, and my fingers worked swiftly at the fastening of her bikini top in the back. I caressed her back and shoulders and then slid the straps of the top down and tossed the piece aside. Startled by the air on her skin, Carly made a move to cover herself with her hands but I stopped her. "No, Carly. Don't hide yourself. You're beautiful. I want to look at you, touch you, taste you. If it will make you feel more comfortable I'll remove my top too." "Okay," she nodded, and lowered her hands tentatively as she watched me take off my own bright red bikini top. Her gaze immediately went to my breasts and I could tell by the look on her face that she wanted to touch me but was afraid. I reached out for her small hand, guided it to my body, and placed her palm fully upon my breast. I then moved my own hand to lightly caress her larger breast and heard her sharp intake of breath when I did so. Her hand on my chest fell away as I pushed her back to lie on the grass and cupped the fullness of her huge tits in both hands. My thumbs brushed across her nipples, instantly bringing them to taut peaks. I squeezed her lightly and continued my slow exploration as my head lowered and I began to kiss all over her luscious ripe breasts. When my tongue reached out to flick one of her nipples she let out a low moan, and when I sucked that same nipple fully into my mouth she cried out and arched her back up off the ground. I then licked my way over to her other nipple while my fingers explored the aching wet one I had just finished with. A couple minutes later when my mouth ceased its sweet torment on her hard, aching nipples Carly gave a little cry of distress and opened her eyes. "Shhh, love. Be patient." I whispered to her. My hands moved to stroke her sides and hips as I eased her bikini bottoms down her legs. When she was lying completely naked I quickly stripped my own bottoms off and moved to lay back down on my side next to her. I began placing wet openmouthed kisses all along her flat stomach as my hands touched every inch of her calves and thighs. I darted my tongue into her navel and was rewarded by another intake of breath. As I kissed the tops of her legs I moved so that I was kneeling between Carly's thighs. My hands gently moved her legs a little farther apart and I lowered my head to kiss the dark curls at the top of her mound. I spread the pink lips of her sex with my fingers as I bent to lick the entire length of her slit. When my tongue found her swollen clit she cried out with pleasure and twined her fingers in my hair to hold me more tightly to her. I licked and nibbled my way down to her wet pussy and lapped up the sweet juices that were dripping from her. My tongue plunged into her cunt over and over as far as it would go. I soon replaced my tongue with one finger and pushed it into her until I felt the thin barrier of her membrane. My God, I thought, she really is a virgin. I withdrew my finger for a brief second and then moved to enter her again, this time with two fingers. I knew what I was about to do would cause her some discomfort, at least at first. "Carly, this may hurt a little, but it'll soon be over. Just trust me honey." Carly just nodded in response and I kissed her mouth soundly. In one swift motion I plunged both of my fingers up into her and felt the resistance of her hymen give way. I kept my fingers completely still inside of Carly for a few moments to allow her body to become accustomed to the invasion. She was so tight my fingers were being squeezed together. As I felt her relax a little, I began to stroke her inner walls with my two fingers. My head lowered once more and I sucked her clit into my mouth and rolled it around with my tongue. "Oh, God, this feels so good," Carly moaned as she writhed in pleasure against my tongue and fingers. Her total abandon turned me on like nothing else and I began to move my fingers in and out of her cunt faster and deeper while still sucking her clit. "Yes, yes, harder Kate, harder." Carly begged. I did as she demanded and plunged my fingers into her as deep as they would go. I picked up speed and began to fuck her with both fingers as fast I could go, sensing her climax was near. It took only a couple strokes more until I felt her pussy muscles clench my fingers tighter. I bent my fingers at the knuckles slightly and hit her G-spot perfectly. "AHHHH!!! I'm coming. God, I'm coming!" Carly screamed as her hips bucked up to meet my fingers. When the waves of her orgasm had subsided I withdrew my fingers from her and met her gaze as I licked every drop of her sweet cream from my hand. Carly was spent and could only watch in fascination as one of my hands went up to play with my stiff nipples and the other dipped down to tease my own clit. Carly's total abandon to pleasure had turned me on completely and I now sought my own release. I rubbed my clit in slow circles with one hand as two fingers of the other hand sank into my gaping wet pussy. Carly brought her head up to suck on my nipples as I crammed my fingers in and out of my hot cunt faster and faster. It wasn't long before I was crying out with my own release and I was laying spent beside Carly, both of us naked and gleaming in the sun. I sat up suddenly when I remembered how long we'd been gone and that I'd told the guys we'd be back in an hour or so. They'd come looking for us if we didn't get back soon. When Carly and I were both dressed I leaned over and gave her a long, lingering kiss on the lips. "Next time we'll teach you how to bring me to the same pleasure. I'll have you eating pussy like the pros," I told her. "Mmmmmm," she said with a grin on her face. "I can hardly wait." Hand in hand we walked back to camp, both of us dreaming of our next little walk in the woods... Afternoon Delight It's Thursday night and I am making a trip to the local Lover's Lane to see what I can find for my Friday afternoon rendezvous with Mark. I like to surprise him with a sexy outfit when I see him. I love to see the expression of desire on his face when he sees me. It gets me excited before he even touches me. Tonight I decided to try a few different options on and tease Mark by sending him pictures from the dressing room. The good thing about these stores is they are never crowded and the dressing rooms are quite private. A random click or the flash of the camera is probably not unheard of here. I brought my selections into the dressing room. I was ready to start teasing Mark. The first outfit I tried on was a red and black lace baby-doll. It was form fitting and it was push-up so my breasts were full and looked ready for action. I put my black heels back on and looked in the mirror and thought to myself, "oh yeah I think he will like this." I struck a pose and snapped a picture. I sent it to Mark with a caption that read, "For your holiday party perhaps?" I didn't wait for his response. I just wanted to keep on trying on lingerie for him and fill his inbox with pictures leading up to the grand finale. Next up was their Flirty Girl Chemise. This one was cupless, sheer, and purple. I was starting to get excited about the fun we were going to have tomorrow no matter what I decided to wear. For this picture I started playing with my exposed nipples. Rubbing my fingers around my nipples slightly pinching them. I was getting turned on and my nipples were pointed and hard. Time to snap the picture. I was pinching my nipple for this picture and sent it with the caption, "getting ready for your mouth to be sucking on my nipples tomorrow." My third and final outfit was simply a pair of black crotchless panties, nothing else but my black heels. My nipples were still exposed and hard. I looked in the mirror and realized just how exposed I was. I was really getting myself turned on at this point. I couldn't resist touching myself. I started circling my exposed clit with my finger. I let out a quiet sigh because it feels so good. There is no stopping me now. I am going to make myself cum right here in the dressing room and instead of sending Mark a picture I am going to use my phone to get a video of this. I set up the camera so it would have my whole body in its frame. I had one foot on the floor and the other up on the small chair in the dressing room. Facing the mirror I am mostly naked and my legs spread. Since this was a video I had both hand ready to explore my mostly naked body. Still trying to be quiet I had one hand playing with my breast rubbing and grabbing it. My other hand traveled down the front of my body until it reached my clit again. I am circling my clit faster now getting more excited. I am breathing faster now and trying not to moan out loud. I slid my middle finger deep inside me. I feel so warm and wet right now. My head is tilted back and my eyes are closed. I am no longer worried about what is going on outside the dressing room. I am about to cum and my phone is recording it all for Mark. My back is up against the dressing room door; my legs are still spread and tensing up. My fingers still rubbing me fast and my finger enters me. I whisper, "feels so good, I am cumming for you Mark." I let out a sigh as I cum. I can feel myself wet with cum, pulsing around my finger. I turned off the video on the phone and tried to get myself together. I smirked to myself and thought, "I guess the crotchless panties work. Must buy these." In addition I bought another outfit ands stumbled across crotchless panty hose. These can be fun so I bought three of them. I left the store feeling satisfied, literally, and excited about seeing Mark tomorrow. It's finally Friday morning and like most Fridays I only have to work a half-day. Even that seems long because I cannot wait to see Mark this afternoon. It's been a week and a half since I saw him last and I am ready for him. We decided to meet for dinner and perhaps a little shopping. I wanted to look sexy but not too over the top. The weather helped out a little. Most of the week there were wind chills at or below zero. Today it was a balmy 29. I decided to go with a wrap dress. Not to fancy but flattering and even better it offered easy access. The neckline was low and I was wearing a bra that enhanced my breasts. I decided to go with my crotchless pantyhose and black heels to finish my outfit. I put on some red lipstick and left. I could not wait to see how Mark would greet me. Driving there I had the heat on and the seat warmers on in my new car. Knowing how exposed I was beneath my dress I reached down and started to touch myself. I wanted to be ready for Mark. At a red light I snapped a quick picture of my hand up my dress. I was hoping to get Mark hard and excited while he was checking out of the store he was at. I kept on texting him to build the sexual tension for our meeting. We met in the parking lot of the mall. Mark got into my car. He immediately put his hand behind my neck and pulled me towards him. He started passionately kissing me. I loved when he kissed me like this. His mouth kissing me hard and his tongue entwined with mine. Mark is an amazing kisser and his lips are so soft. It's hard to stop kissing him. I playfully bit his lower lip as I pulled away. "Someone seems happy to see me." I said to Mark with a mischievous smile. Mark responded with, " I am so turned on right now." He started kissing me again. His hand started moving up my inner thigh. I spread my legs a little for him tempting him to keep on exploring. His hand reached the opening of my crotchless panty house and he found my wetness. "Oh God Catherine this is so sexy." Knowing he could have me so easily because nothing was in his way was so hot. Now his finger found me and entered deep into me. "Catherine you are so wet. I want you so bad." There was a parking garage across the street so I decided to drive over there. Mark didn't stop touching and teasing my clit with his finger on the short drive over. It's hard to concentrate on driving when you are so turned on and Mark's hand in between my legs. We found what we thought was a safe spot on the fourth level. As soon as we parked we took off our winter jackets and tossed them in the back seat. We started passionately kissing again. As our tongues were entwined I lowered my seat so I was almost lying down. I backed the seat away from the steering wheel. I untied my wrap dress so it exposed my whole body to Mark. He was free to do what he wanted with me. I spread my legs more for him and put my left foot up on the dash. I was so ready for Mark. He started going down on me, his tongue circling my clit and exploring the rest of me. He again inserted his finger deep into my wetness as his tongue still exploring me. I started to moan and yelled out, "Don't stop Mark make me cum!" Watching Mark going down on me is so sexy because he is so into it. He glanced up at me and our eyes met. I couldn't take it anymore I was ready to cum for him. I yelled out, "OMG I am going to cum!" Mark could feel me pulsing around his finger that was still deep inside me. I pulled Mark up to me and we started kissing. I love to taste my excitement on his lips. I know Mark must be hard and I was still turned on. Our rendezvous in my car wasn't over yet. My hand moved quickly down to find the hardness in his pants. I took off his belt and lowered his pants and boxer briefs so his big, hard penis was out of his pants and ready for me. I put my lips around his hardness and started moving my mouth up and down on him. "Catherine that feels so good," he whispered to me. My hand was cupping him and my tongue was all over his hardness. I swirled my tongue around the tip of him tasting his pre-cum. I loved tasting him but he wasn't ready to finish for me. "Get on top of me," Mark directed. Without saying a word I climbed on top of him and lowered myself on him in the front seat of my car. Mark's hardness is deep inside me as I continue to ride him faster and deeper. His hands grabbed my butt pulling me towards him. My body was so close to his. Neither one of us were aware of who else might be in the parking garage. Mark started breathing faster and louder. "Catherine oh God yeah," he yelled out as he filled me with his cum. I was still riding him but slowing down until he finished. I collapsed on him for a few moments. We gently kissed each other as our breathing slowed down. Our eyes fixed on each other I lifted off him and went back to my seat. I was having a hard time tying my dress in the confines of my car. We glanced around then got out of my car to straighten up a bit. I leaned up against a wall in the parking garage my untied dress still exposing the front of my body to Mark. Before I tied my dress marked snapped a picture with his cell phone of me half naked in the parking garage. We quickly kissed and got back into my car. "Do we still have time to do some shopping?" Mark asked. As I drove us towards the mall in my newly christened car I smiled and replied, "We can probably find some places to have fun in the mall. Perhaps this time you can join me in the dressing room." Afternoon Delight The old fashioned chime on the front door ding-dongs announcing her guests arrival. In anticipation of today's rendezvous she bounces to the front door and all smiles and graciousness ushers in her new found playmate. Seated in a comfy oversized lounge they chat easily over a glass of chilled wine sharing news of their recent holiday adventures. Pouring both a second glass she excuses herself explaining its time to prepare for today's entertainment. Pleased with her news he winks and eyes her lavish ass as she sashays out of the room. Relaxing back into his chair his mind meanders thinking back to their last erotic encounter; a super hot super sexy couple of hours of mutual pleasuring. He feels the heat rise around his collared shirt and his cock stirs at the memory. Adjusting himself he sculls his wine and prepares himself to wait. To his frustration his anticipation builds, he can't seem to get a handle on his expectations so he gets up for a drink of water hoping to break this obsessive thinking. What can be taking so long he wonders? Closing his eyes he rests his head on the back of the chair. Images of her bare ass and breasts, her body contorted into extreme positions crowd in; he can smell her musky scent; even taste her sweet juices. Finally the door to her bedroom creaks open and as she approaches he sees she is dressed in black lace and a satin dressing gown covers her shoulders. She places some items in an orderly fashion on the lounge; a dildo, an anal probe, some lube, nipple clamps and a pair of tiny gold scissors. Without uttering a word she clears the coffee table sheds her gown and lays down her body stretched out her knees bent resting her heels on the table edge. The lacey lingerie slides up a bit and from his vantage point he sees she is wearing matching lace panties. Parting her knees slightly she traces the outline of her body with one hand and finding her breasts lingers, tracing circles around the nipples until they harden. Erect her nipples push the lace away from her skin, she continues her nipple play until a tiny wisp of pleasure escapes her scarlet lips. Her other hand finds her pussy and begins to rub at her soft lips through the lace, the extra friction a welcome sensation. She reaches out and grabs the dildo and it roars into action. Spreading her knees wider now she places the tip of the vibrator gently on her clitoris. Holding it there for a while she squirms with pleasure and begins rubbing it over the lace, back and forth exploring her pussy as if for the first time. Arching her back she lifts her ass off the table in an attempt to find an unexplored crevice as she grips the toy she finds an exquisite site the extra sensitive skin between her pussy and her hole and massages the spot. Her excitement builds and she amps up the little toy a notch moving it quickly and heatedly roaming over her pussy and pressing it roughly into her panties. Fuck, I'm cuming she says urgently and within seconds she bucks and reels her climax peaks and releases. Taught muscles slowly unwind and her body relaxes on the hard surface. A trickle of pussy juice puddles on the table. Fully aroused he moves quickly over her; grabs her hips and slides her to the table edge, slipping in her orgasmic fluid as she goes. She rests her feet up on his shoulders her heels digging into his flesh and he dives down licking the viscous liquid up through her panties sucking on the lace mopping up all the moisture there. He is mad for her cunt; now ravenous for her he seizes the fabric with his teeth and tries to bite through the panties. With sudden realisation he snatches up the scissors, settles himself and with the care and attention of a surgeon snips at the lacey crotch, to his intense pleasure the lace parts slowly revealing her swollen cunt; her engorged clit peaking out from thick pink lips. Slowing things down he spies the clamps and pulls on the stretchy lace to expose her lovely breasts. Nibbling and tweaking her nipples into action he clamps her left, she inhales sharply at the pain, pleasure soon replacing the feeling. As the other nipple rises to the occasion he twirls it between thumb and forefinger pulling on it, a triangle of skin stretches taught from her chest. Sucking her hard he lifts the nipple with his teeth and clamps it quickly releasing it to spring back into place. She groans in agony it is almost too much to bear but within seconds his mouth cups her cunt and continues his labor there. She feels her excitement mounting she is on the verge of her second orgasm his tongue finds her soft folds and flicks in and out, he sucks at her savagely finding her clit and deeply he fingers fucks her aching cunt to climax. Loosing control she releases entirely, squirting her hot fluid over his face and hands. Pleasantly surprised at her talent he hungrily eats her out taking all she's got and more. Wild with lust and desire it is his turn to release his load. Dragging her off the table he lies her face down over the table edge, kneeling, her ass high in the air. Kicking her knees wide apart he fingers her wet cunt sliding two fingers in and out, in and out enjoying the renewed pleasured response from his playmate. Squeezing out a dollop of lube he covers a finger and the tip of the anal probe. Teasingly he slides his finger over her glistening wet slit and over the rosebud of her ass hole. She shivers and prepares for his onslaught. Inserting his finger into her puckered hole his fucks her there gently at first then with increased vigour. She gasps and moans every fibre of her being is on high alert the sensation of her throbbing pussy and her ass being finger fucked is insane. As he slides his finger out he inserts the probe, the long thin member sticky with lube, slides in smoothly. She is loosing it again and at the point of no return he rams his stiff cock deep into her cunt and flips the switch on the inserted toy. Waves of sensation ripple through her, deep within her core, she is lost, gone for now in a haze of unrelenting pleasure. As he slides the probe deep into her ass and out again, he pushes his engorged cock deep into her pussy, simultaneously switching one for the other. With only a thin membrane between his prick and the probe the vibration sends a steady feed of pleasure and he feels his mounting orgasm pushing at the boundaries of her wall. He pants loudly ramming his hot cock in and out until he shudders and yells out releasing his sizzling jizz deep within her womb. He collapses over her his body heavy and spent. She loves the feel of his hot wet body covering her own, pressing her down, keeping her from floating away. After what seems like ages he moves off her and zips himself up. She struggles with her sheer dress and fixes her panties back into place. She sits back against the couch and a smile slowly blooms, her face florid and pink from exertion her eyes clear and bright. Extending his hand he helps her up and wraps his arms around her hugging her tightly; an embrace of friends with benefits. Still clad in her lingerie she sits in the sunny courtyard soaking up rays in an attempt to make the spirit of this afternoons fuck fest last well into the evening. Afternoon Delight We had a busy morning: the gym, running some errands, visiting family, and visiting with our tax accountant. We did nothing sexual, in fact quite the opposite. We finally got home and just chilled for a while, catching up on TV shows that we had recorded and doing much of nothing. We were sitting close to one another as we watched TV. Occasionally we touched each other's arm or leg, or maybe we'd share a little kiss, nothing much. As the afternoon wore on the touches became a little more lingering and the kisses started getting a little more sensual until finally something had to be done! She went into the bedroom first while I finished up what I was writing. When I came into the room she had our incredibly soft blanket on top of the bed and she was on top of the blanket, nestled into the pillows, naked. She had me pull one of the bedroom chairs to the foot of the bed and had me get naked. I was hard already! She then laid back, spread her legs, and started up her vibrator...lightly rubbing it up and down along her clit. That's how she primarily uses her vibrator, only occasionally slipping it into her pussy. She kept doing that with increasing pressure and tempo. Sometimes she would caress one of her breasts, pinching a nipple now and then. Her breathing started getting heavy and she was moaning. Meanwhile, I was on the chair with a view straight between her legs. My focus was on the vibrator and her pussy, but I could also see her tits and her face. She wasn't looking at me much. She was totally lost in her own moment. I was stroking my cock, doing my best not to cum, but to last as long as her. I volunteered to make her wet. She said, "Yes", and I crawled up onto the bed, sliding my tongue into her pussy. She was already very, very wet! She had me suck some pussy juice off the vibrator like I was giving head, a job that I truly enjoy, and then she sent me back to the chair. She continued to slide the vibrator up and down her clit and pussy lips. It was obvious that she was approaching climax because her hips were humping the vibrator and she was starting to quiver. Her moans got louder and louder...finally she began groaning and groaning and cumming. I can't believe I managed to not cum myself, but I wanted to be able to enjoy even more. She finally slowed down and got a satisfied look on her face, that "just came" look! I was so pent up that I was quivering! Lucky for me she wasn't done with herself just yet. She started up the vibrator again and asked me to move to the head of the bed. I stood by the bed with my hard cock near her mouth. She started up the vibrator action again and turned to suck down my cock. She began sucking me and again sliding that vibrator up and down the outside of her cunt. There is no doubt that she gives the best head when she's being fucked or when she's fucking herself! My hands were roaming softly over her tits, between her legs and sometimes around the back of her head. She asked me to pinch her nipples and I willingly complied. One of my hands strayed to her pussy. Most of her slit was occupied by the sliding vibrator, but I can just touch the bottom of the opening. There, I got my finger wet with her juices and I rubbed a little, just between her pussy and her asshole. My finger was wet with her love juices and it appeared that it was having a great effect as she began sucking even more aggressively. She turned her vibrator on high and her hips began humping and pumping. She came again, in a big way, trying to yell, but her mouth was full of my cock. I was on the brink of cumming but again held hold back, still hoping for even more fun. My hopes were spot on because after a brief respite she said, "I need that hard cock in my pussy." I told her to get into whatever fuck position she wanted and I'd do my best. She got on her knees on the edge of the bed. Her beautiful ass was cock-high and her head was on the bed. Her legs were spread so I had the perfect view of ass, asshole and open pussy. This is what I live for! I stepped up to the task and quickly slipped my cock into her wet pussy. Immediately, she started pumping, setting the pace. Sometimes fast. Sometimes slow. Sometimes deep. Sometimes shallow. I was simply following her lead and loving every second of it. She raised up and arched her back, giving me the opportunity to cup her breasts, while still pumping. Then she reached back and cupped my balls with one hand and that did it for me! I couldn't control myself anymore and I spewed my cum into her hot hole like I had never cum before. We were both spent and couldn't move from that position for several minutes. I can't wait to see what's on tap for tomorrow afternoon! Afternoon Delight Note: This story is another that was written by a male author and I'm posting it for him. It is intended for mature and open minded audiences only. If you don't like surprises, dont go any further. --------------- Even though I was expecting it, the knock on the door startled me. Cara was a few minutes late so I had been fussing with the apartment, making certain that everything was arranged just so. Two martini glasses, a shaker and a small shallow bowl with stuffed olives sat poised on the counter that separated the living area from the kitchen. The bottle of Belvedere was stashed in the freezer and the Noilly Prat in the refrigerator. A stainless steel bucket filled with crushed ice coddled a small glass container of pale grey beluga. Tiny little wafers of toasted baguette waited nearby on a frosted glass plate along with diminutive silver spoons. The drapes were drawn wide open flooding the big space with brilliant early afternoon light off the Atlantic and affording an unobstructed seventeenth floor view out to the aquamarine horizon. It was a cloudless sunny day in Miami, a welcome respite from the bleak, dank greyness I'd left behind in New York the previous morning. A light breeze wafted in through the open windows carrying with it a hint of saltiness. Nora Jones purred in the background. I had met Cara three weeks earlier when last I'd been in Florida. We were both killing time in a bar in Delray, seated a couple stools from one another, mesmerized by the jellyfish in an immense double sided aquarium. After reordering identical drinks at the same time, the bartender mixed and poured them in one operation which led to a toast across the empty stools between. We both then slid over one so that we were sitting together and the small talk began. By the time we were ready for thirds the conversation had wandered all over, eventually ending up focusing on sexual proclivities. It turned out that she was more than just a little frisky when it came to the bedroom. She was bi and had enjoyed numerous threesomes of various combinations, but her favorite was being on the receiving end of strap-on sex with another woman. I listened in rapture as this stunning brunette talked about positions and stimulation and filled in with a bit about some of my own adventures. I asked if she would like to come back to my room and play for a while. She sighed and told me that her monthly visitor had just shown up and she was afraid she wouldn't be much fun for at least a few days. At that point she grabbed my phone from where it sat on the bar and punched her number in then navigated to save, telling me to call her next time I was around. When I rang her later that month she immediately asked when might get together. I explained that I was in Miami for a long weekend and she suggested she drive down the next day. We picked one-thirty as the rendezvous time then I gave her the address of the apartment I'd rented. That evening I went shopping to began my preparations for the next day. In the morning I took a long, long shower and shaved my legs along with (almost) everything else, leaving only a small patch of dark curls. I fussed and primped, tweezed stray eyebrow hairs and gave myself the best manicure and pedicure I'm capable of. By twelve-thirty I was applying foundation, eyeliner, and mascara followed by a blast of L'eau D'Issey in several strategic locations before painting my lips a throbbing scarlet. The shade exactly matched the soles of my five inch heel Louboutins. I rolled on a pair of sheer black thigh high stockings with lace tops, then slipped on the shiny black shoes before checking myself out in a full length mirror. Damn but I looked good I thought to myself. I'm proud of my lithe slender body, my firm abs, and my deep overall tan, a side benefit of my frequent visits to Haulover, supplemented by regular appointments at a salon back home. My legs are long and shapely and the little patch of crotch hair nicely accentuated my near-nakedness. The breeze wafted across my exposed flesh and my nipples hardened. Excitement was beginning to take hold. I answered the knock at the door like that, wearing only the stockings and heels. Had there been anyone else walking by in the hallway or getting off an elevator as I did, they certainly would have gotten an eyeful. Cara gasped slightly as I held the door open, her sparkling eyes wide in surprise. A gossamer frock caressed her luscious body like a shroud of mist dancing along the shore on a cool summer night, its lavender hue enhancing the depth of her tan. The hem came barely below her crotch, threatening exposure with every step. Her shoes were straw platforms with dark lilac straps. The long cascade of dark hair she had sported the first time we met was fastened atop her head, exposing the back of her neck and revealing a small ankh tattoo. We embraced, my nakedness pressing against her barely covered-ness. Our pelvises ground against each other as we tongue wrestled. Her hands found my bare ass so I slid the back of her dress up far enough to permit me access for the same. I felt bare cheeks separated only by a thin ribbon of silky fabric. When finally we pried ourselves apart, I sauntered across the big room to the kitchen and pulled bottles from the refrigerator and freezer as well as some ice. The shaker was put to use and two martinis poured. Glasses were clinked and I pointed to the caviar. We savored the salty treat then dispensed of much of the martinis. The entire time her attention was riveted on me. Setting my glass down I took hers from her hand, reached for the hem of her dress and guided it upward, first to her waist, then over her head as she raised her arms in compliance. It was tossed to a chair as I gazed at the sight in front of me. She wore a matching set of sheer beige bra and tiny g-string, both trimmed in purple lace. The g-string barely covered her sex and the bra clearly revealed dark nipples that were hard and pressing at the gauzy fabric. I handed her back her martini and as she sipped away at it I finished off mine. My arousal was obvious, my slit glistening with traces of lovejuice. I wondered if she was wet and slipped a finger into the band holding the tiny patch of fabric embracing her twat. She wasn't merely damp, she was sopping, my finger easily sliding between the folds of her cunt and into her hole. It was hot in there and she groaned with pleasure as I burrowed deeper. I withdrew my digit, licking it clean before grasping the thong with both hands to slide it down and off her feet. It joined the dress on the chair and soon the bra did as well. We embraced again, bare flesh to flesh, genital to genital, chest to chest before I guided her to the counter where I boosted her up to sit. Spreading her legs with my hands on her thighs, I lowered my face and kissed her wet labia then lapped at them with my tongue. She was delicious - sweet, musky, and primal. She twitched and shuddered as I probed and again she gasped when the tip of my tongue made contact with her rigid little nub. Once I had located the position of her magic button, I focused all my energies on it, lapping and tickling away as she came several times over the course of the next twenty or thirty minutes. Her twitching had almost gotten out of control, so I decided she probably could use a break. After lifting her from the counter we again embraced. More tongue wrestling and crotch grinding ensued before Cara slid down the front of me rubbing her beautiful breasts all the way. When her head reached the level of my crotch she stopped and checked me out, driving me crazy with her hot breath. Then she ran the outside of her fingers up the inside of each of my thighs, stopping when there was no more thigh and my torso begins. Her fingers wrapped around my jewels and mouth engulfed the head of my swollen shaft. By the third plunge she had taken it all the way, her nose buried in the small patch of pubes. Cara was more than diligent with regard to cocksucking, taking me deep and hard, then backing off to stroke my rod with one hand while sucking on just the bulbous glans, all the while keeping at least one hand in constant contact with my smoothly shaven balls. Every so often she would pause so that she could lick them or my shaft a bit before again filling her mouth with rigid manhood. I genuinely believe that she enjoys fellatio as much as I do cunnilingus. When I thought I was finally just about to blast a load of my joyjuice down her throat, I pulled away, then guided her over to one of the big camel colored leather sofas. She sat and I pushed her legs apart, giving me full access to her pussy. Positioning myself between her legs I drove my cock into her hole, first just the head and then the entire length. My patch of hair rubbed against her smoothness as I slowly pumped away, thrusting and gyrating, eliciting moans and whimpers of delight from her as I did. My smooth ballsac slammed against her perineum with each forward lunge and she wrapped her legs around my hips, urging me on. Again I reached the point of near climax and again I withdrew. This time I lead her by the hand to the bedroom, steering her to one side of the bed and then positioning her with two hands on, it her legs spread and ass up in the air, begging for me to penetrate her again. There were full length mirrors on the closet doors across from the foot of the bed. I straightened up my stockings then stood between her legs. My cock slid easily into her now well worked over quim and I began again thrusting away, driving deeply into her in this new position. We both watched in the mirrors as I slammed away. We changed position one more time. Cara sat at the edge of the bed then leaned back and invited me in. I took hold of her calves to spread her legs as far open as possible, feet up in the air as I impaled her again. This time I didn't last long and as my hot seed blasted deep inside her she squealed in delight. When I pulled out she immediately sank to the floor and sucked me clean. We tidied up some and each had another martini. An hour later we were at it again only this time I came in her mouth with her kneeling on the floor, her hands clutching my nylon clad legs. Afterward she went on and on about how this was even better than strap-on sex and she wants more. Cara went on her way late that afternoon promising that we'll get together again sometime. She says she has a bi girlfriend she'd like to surprise. Sounds like a plan to me. Afternoon Delight I was at brunch with an old friend when I felt my phone vibrate in my purse. I checked my notifications and saw your message saying you could leave work early for the day. I quickly answered back and said I'd be home within an hour. I felt giddy and excited as I made the drive home. I had wanted to see you again so badly but life got in the way for awhile. I was happy we were finally able to make the timing work out. You arrived just a few minutes after I pulled into the driveway. I let you in and you followed me inside. We chatted and shared an extended warm embrace. We continued to talk while we undressed one another, stopping every so often to punctuate our conversation with kisses. Oh, your lips today - they were perfection - everything I wanted and more. Your kisses - all things - soft and gentle, transitioning to urgent and passion-filled, and of course, plenty of nibbles and the way you suck on my lips that just always drive me out of my mind. You lifted up my long skirt to find me naked and hairless beneath. You fingers sought out my wetness and teased me mercilessly. I moaned and desperately pressed my lips into yours, our tongues intertwining in the midst of my pleasure-filled throes. You had me lay back on the edge of the bed while you busied yourself pleasuring me with your tongue. I felt myself explode with wetness while you licked and sucked my clit and sent shivers of electricity through me. I could never tire of your oral amazingness! You came up to greet me and I kissed you greedily, relishing the taste of my own juices on your lips. We transitioned into a 69 - and then we traded our position to facing each other. You caressed me so gently and then rolled on top of me, pushing your hard cock into me in one motion. It met with some slight resistance, and you slid all the way in and remarked on how tight I felt to you. I felt the wetness seeping out of me and you pushed inside of me to the hilt. You grinded into me and stirred your cock around while inside of me. This is one of my favorite things that you do. It feels so amazing! I wrapped my legs around you to feel you inside me in the deepest possible position. You ran your hands all over me. I came again, and again. Each release transcended the one before, and I felt light headed and spacey with every orgasm shaking through me - I felt flushed in my cheeks as if I had a couple of glasses of red wine. I was drunk on desire and passion. My clit was in direct contact with your pelvis, and your cock was all kinds of amazingness slipping and sliding inside of me. After a while, I got on top of you and rode you while you sucked on my tits and drew my nipple between your teeth. Your biting was gentle, yet it sharply sent incredible sensations all through me. Unhurried, and slowly, we kissed and shared amazing pleasure together. We were completely covered in each other's sweat and sex juices. Your longevity very much impressed me today. I told you I wanted to feel you come inside of me as you began to get close to your own climax. We continued our lovemaking and you did finally enjoy your own release, moaning loudly while you exploded inside of me, filling me with your cum. We stayed connected for awhile afterward, still kissing and exploring each other. Eventually I hopped up and grabbed a towel to clean us up. We continued to lay side by side, touching, talking, kissing. Oh the kissing... Simply perfect in every way. I was so sooo close to having an orgasm just from you kissing me. It was just incredible. I lost myself in your lips. I just couldn't get enough of our tongues exploring each other, yours tracing over my lips. My breath was taken away by the sensations and emotions washing over me. During our kissing session, I felt your cock begin to stiffen once more. Before I knew it you were right back inside of me. The two of us were pressed so hard and close together, yet barely moving. Nearly imperceptible, and controlled Kegel muscle spasms on my part and very subtle hip movements on yours - I came at least two more times. I lost track of how many times I came. You briefly tricked me into thinking you were retreating, and then you pushed your hardness right back inside me... Evil and delicious. My legs are still shaking and my ab muscles feel like I did a serious workout. You ruined me in the very best way possible. Perfection. Afternoon Delight Delilah paced around her flat, waiting for her lover to arrive. It was with something between delicious anticipation and irritable skin crawling frustration that she surveyed the antique clock over the mantlepiece. It was a quarter past two and he wasn't due until three. He was incredibly eager, which Delilah affected to find irritating but was secretly pleased by, and so would be at least five minutes early. Still, that left her with a forty minute wait. She had kicked off her boots at the door and strolled around the flat in stockinged feet. Delilah had been wearing stockings and suspenders and a black lacy bra all morning. They had been picked out that morning with the slight thrill of the anticipation of being peeled out of them that afternoon. All morning she had felt her sexy underwear moving beneath her conservative white blouse and black skirt. Pacing round the flat, she paused in the bedroom in front of the full length mirror. A confident and assured businesswoman looked back at her, late thirties with long auburn hair tied in a loose plait over one shoulder. There were those who considered Delilah a narcissist and it was certainly with a certain degree of satisfaction that she admired her reflection. She had more than her own vanity on which to base her self-satisfaction though. She had never suffered from a lack of male attention and that attention had barely diminished as the years rolled by. In fact she derived a considerable satisfaction from the ease with which she could tempt a much younger man like Ethan into her bed. The tits helped. There was no question about that. Men were such simple creatures and there were very few who were entirely immune to breasts like hers as they filled out her cream blouse like a galleon under full sail. Delilah put her hands to her breasts, cupping them through the fabric as she did so. She had sufficient self awareness to be lightly amused to catch her refelection unconsciously pouting back at her. Her fingers seemed to quite naturally find her buttons and she watched herself as she unhurriedly popped each one open in turn, showing ever deeper cleavage as she did. Her breasts looked good under a tight white shirt but they looked even better nestled into her black lacy bra. She wriggled out of her blouse and put her hands to her breasts again. She watched herself in the mirror as she jiggled her tits up and down, half bored and half aroused. God she wished Ethan were here. She looked at the clock, still only two twenty. Thirty five minutes to go. Without really thinking about it, she unzipped her skirt and wiggled her wide hips to free herself, her boobs swaying a little as she did so. With an arched back, one hand on her hip and the other held over her head she admired her form in the mirror, clad only in black stockings and suspenders, black lace panties and black lace bra. Delilah was quite comfortable that she looked nothing like a twiggy fashion model. She was all curves, perhaps even a little big. She had big tits and a big arse, perhaps a little bit of a tummy and broader thighs than might be completely desirable. But she didn't care. She looked fucking fabulous and she knew it. She undid her long auburn plait and tossed her hair back so it fell loosely around her shoulders. Feeling decidedly horny now, she looked at the clock again, only two twenty one. The temptation was to masturbate. If she hadn't been expecting Ethan she would certainly have given into it. There was an old leatherbacked chair nearby that she would have pulled up in front of the mirror, sat down upon, spread her legs and slipped her fingers under her dark knicker lace. There was many the time Delilah had sat on that chair, resting her white, round bottom on its creaking dark green leather seat, as she pleasured herself. She always liked watching herself as she played, liked watching the way her chest heaved and her tits quivered, liked watching her expression change as she came. No doubt many people would find that level of self love quite monstrous. But Delilah frankly couldn't give a fuck for whatever anybody else thought. She wasn't a lesbian, she didn't like watching other women come, but she liked dressing up and feeling hot and sexy and, if there were no one else around to appreciate her, she would appreciate herself. But she didn't want to touch herself today. She wanted Ethan to do that for her. So she just stood in front of the mirror looking herself up and down, her leather backed chair untouched in a corner. Her pussy felt wet and heavy underneath its black lace covering. She was almost suprised not to be able to see a dark stain spreading across her knickers as her juices flowed out of her. Two twenty four. At least another half hour. It was intolerable, she was feeling much too horny to settle to anything else to pass the time and she wouldn't allow herself the one thing that could scratch her itch. Half an hour was too long simply to prance round her apartment in her lingerie, every time she caught a glimpse of her reflection in one of the many mirrors she would be having to slap herself to stop her fingers crawling deep inbetween her legs. There was only one thing for it. She took one last look at her lingerie clad figure. In particular she admired her deep cleavage as her breasts nestled into the lacy black fabric of her bra. Delilah sighed as she undid the clasp and let her bra fall to the floor, freeing her breasts. She had been looking forward to Ethan peeling her out of the lingerie and it seemed a shame to have to do it herself. Her tits looked even bigger, free from the clinging black lace. They were not perhaps as firm as they had once been but the slight drop was no more than to be expected of natural breasts as large as hers. They still gave a satisfying bounce when she walked. Next she tugged her black knickers over her round hips, letting them slide to the floor. She liked how she looked, naked apart from her black stockings and suspenders, the black stocking strap stark against her pale thigh. She had had half a mind to keep them on as Ethan fucked her, opening her stocking clad thighs as his thick cock slid in and out of her bushy cunt. Some other time. She undid her garter belt and sat on the edge of her bed, rolling her stockings down over her thighs. She gathered up her skimpy garments and placed them in the wicker washing basket. Totally nude she strolled out of the room, pausing again by the mirror to admire her figure. Stripped of her undergarments, her fleshy voluptuousness was even more apparent. Her body curved with full vitality. Her trim waist showing off the fullness of her breasts and hips. Her auburn bush and pink nipples seemed to glow against the almost snowy whiteness of her skin. Her nipples were small but their aureoles were large round discs raised and thickened above the mound of her breasts. Giving each nipple a little tweak, so that they were standing to attention, Delilah walked naked down the hall, oblivious to the open window she was walking past. She enjoyed the full feel of the rich carpet as her bare feet sank into it as she walked. Entering the bathroom she made her way to the shower and turned the nozzle on hard. The water felt good, invigorating and cooling at the same time. It kept her feeling of delicious horniness in a sort of pleasing harmony, it neither dissipated or became unbearable. For a while she simply enjoyed the feeling of the water playing over her body but then she reached for her razor, shaving her legs, her armpits and even her arms, ensuring her body was completely hairless with the sole, striking exception of her bush. For a brief moment she entertained the thought of shaving that too as a surprise for Ethan but pushed it away. For one thing she was fairly sure that Ethan preferred her as she was, in fact he had said as much. More than that, she loved the fullness of her hair down there. Every hair was like an antenna, transmitting little ticklish thrills to her pussy as her lover approached. More than even the swell of her breasts, the growth of hair between her legs had seemed like the advent of womanhood. She had remembered discovering her first boyfriend's Playboys and had been pleased to note that the hair between the legs of these busty dreamgirls was a match for that sprouting between her own. It had made her feel sexy and grown up. Now fashions had changed but Delilah was always too much her own woman to give too much concern for that. Maybe ten years ago a man she had been particularly keen on had persuaded her to shave but she had hated it, felt awkward and exposed and strangely robbed of potency. Long before it had grown back that particular relationship had been over. She had to admit though that a particularly luxuriant bush likehers leant a certain frisson to the first time she got naked for a man, especially a younger man, or let him put his his hand down her pants. There was always a risk it would freak him out and not in a good way. It was rare but more than one man had ended things right there. Such callow youths were hardly to be regretted though. Her first time with Ethan, she had been wearing a tight white tee shirt and short denim skirt. Naturally his initial attention had all been about her tits. This wasn't really appropriate attire for a woman her age, she had been quite aware of that. She hadn't cared though, she was at a barbeque at a younger friend's on the first really hot of day of summer. If she needed to dress a bit slutty to get what she wanted, so be it. Clearly it had worked. Ethan had come over to talk to her quite early on. He had done quite a good job but couldn't help glancing down at her chest every few minutes. Delilah had not been afraid to let him know she didn't mind. Later, back at her place, he had been all over her. He was quite happy to give her arse a little squeeze but it was her tits that had his attention. She had let him strip her out of her top and pop her out of her bra and for quite a while he had been more than happy just to fondle, lick, nuzzle and nibble. She had leaned back on the couch, enjoying the attention. Inevitably though, his hands had started to drift south. Rather than let him explore at leisure and make his discovery in his own time she decided to take control. She had stood up, turned and faced him, topless in her little denim skirt. Her crotch was only inches from Ethan's face and she had his full attention as she undid the buttons on her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Under the skirt, all she had on was a particularly skimpy pair of white panties. The material was both almost entirely transparent and no way big enough to cover her bush. It seemed to excentuate rather than hide her hairiness, an effect that was entirely deliberate. Delilah kept her eyes on Ethan's, gauging his reaction as he took her in. His eyes widened in surprise, then filled with something like wonder and then with desire. Ethan had reached out to touch the thin, gauzy white fabric, damp from her glistening pussy, and felt the mat of hair behind it, his breathing becoming shallow as he did. Somehow his fingers had found their way beneath her panties and were now running through the hairs of her bush, until they were parting her pussy lips and dipping into the pink, slippery sweetness within. Ethan had fingered her til orgasm as she stood naked in front of him. Despite being topless he barely looked at the tits that had had him enraptured all evening. Almost as soon as she had come he had grabbed her by the hips and almost thrown her onto the couch, her legs splaying out as she feel. He had immediately gone down on her, burying his face deep inside her bushy cunt pushing her into a second orgasm. So, it was for no more than a second that she considered shaving it off. Leaving the shower she took a large fluffy white towell out of the airing cupboard. She had showered with the door open and a powerful extractor fan had prevented the room getting too steamy. Still it was only the ghost of her figure that she could make out in the bathroom mirror. She towelled herself down, roughly drying her hair before tossing the now damp towell away into the washing basket in the corner of the room. Then, every bit as naked as she had entered the room but now pink and damp, she left it and walked back down the hall, once again relishing the feel of the carpet beneath her feet. As she entered her bedroom she looked at the clock by her bedside, twenty to three, maybe fifteen minutes to go. Sitting naked on the edge of her bed she spent then next ten minutes blowdrying and styling her long auburn hair so it fell artfully disheveled over her shoulders. With perhaps only five minutes to go Delilah went to her lingerie drawer and picked out a slinky red negligee and slithered into it. She admired herself in the mirror. Perhaps losing the stockings and suspenders wasn't such a mistake. The negligee was tight and clingy. It was also tiny. Deep cut, it barely covered her round tits. It concealed even less of her bush, the hem of the negligee dancing just above the line of her pussy lips. It was a positively indecent garment. It could only be intended to be worne by a woman anticipating an imminent fucking and not wanting too much in the way of an impediment when she got it. She smiled at her reflection. It was exactly the impression she wanted to be giving. Moving swiftly, she swept gracefully round her flat in her indecent outfit and took two champagne flutes, an ice bucket and a bottle of Veuve Clicquot from the kitchen and placed them on the glass coffee table in her living room. She looked at the clock, two fifty five, any minute now. She paused, waited a minute, then opened the bottle herself and poured herself a glass. She paused for a minute longer and then perched on the edge of her sofa, her negligee riding up her bare, round bottom as she did. She took a sip and looked at the clock. Two fifty eight. She felt a slight irritation rising in her, unfair as he wasn't even late yet and she had told him herself not be early again. She took another sip and then the doorbell rang. She looked up. He was right on time. Delilah had just enough presence of mind to check through the peephole in her front door that it was infact Ethan ringing her bell and smiled as she took in his skinny frame and pale skin. She opened the door wide to let him in. Anyone in the hallway behind Ethan would have had a full view of her lovely exposed body but there was nobody there. Ethan grinned when he saw what she was wearing and all at once was all over her, dropping his satchel and wrapping his arms around her, grabbing her arse, taking handfuls of flesh, spreading her quivering cheeks as he greedily kissed her lips, her neck, running his lips down to her breasts. Delilah enjoyed the strength of his adour, enjoyed being taken, the feeling that overpowered by her he had no choice but to overpower her. She also enjoyed the feel of his body against hers, skinny but wiry and unexpectedly powerful. In particular she liked feeling his cock stiffen and swell as it pushed up against her. She didn't really mind that they were making out in her hallway, visible to any passing stranger but thought perhaps it best if her neighbours didn't witness this. She pushed him roughly away with a contemptuous gesture that didn't reflect the excitement she felt within. Saying nothing at all, she turned on her heel and walked away from him, fully aware of his gaze fixated on her round arse, swaying under the dancing red hem of her negligee. Ethan kicked his bag into the apartment and let the heavy door close behind him as he followed Delilah into her flat. He had just enough presence of mind to lose his shoes and socks, Delilah liked them dispenced with at an early stage, before following her into the living room. He found his lover sitting on the edge of the sofa with her legs closed sipping champagne. She looked almost demure as she sat there primly, notwithstanding the slutty little number she had on. There was no hint of an invitation that he join her so he simply poured himself a drink and stood in front of her. "Take your top off," Delilah's voice was low and sultry. Ethan did as he was commanded, he managed to get a little mangled in his tee shirt but one slightly awkward little tug and he was free, standing bare chested in front of Delilah. Delilah liked Ethan's chest. He was a skinny thing and she hadn't expected much but she had been pleasantly suprised. Of course there was no question of a six pack, Ethan wasn't the kind of guy to work out, but it was strong and supple, with whispy bits of hair around his nipples. She looked him up and down, taking her time and drinking him in. She was seemingly oblivious to his slight awkwardness just standing there in front of him. "Get your cock out." It was little more than a whisper but with an undertone of an animal growl. Ethan fumbled with his belt clasp and button fly. Delilah just leaned back and watched, eyes fixed on his crotch, seemingly amused with the way his eagerness to oblige ran up against his self-consciousness in exposing himself to her. His fly was open and the bulge in his boxers clearly visible. He was about to reach down and free himself when Delilah sat up and beckoned him closer with one finger. She opened her legs so he could come closer, spreading her cunt open as she did. Ethan was now standing between Delilah's broad pale thighs, his throbbing crotch inches from her face. She reached up with one hand and rubbed his bulge through his boxers, feeling it swell further as she did. She smiled up at him as she reached in, wrapped her fingers around his length and lifted him out of his pants, hooking his boxers underneath his balls with her other hand. Keeping her eyes fixed on his she gave his cock a couple of stokes to make sure it was good and hard and then let go, leaving it dangling unsupported, jutting out into mid air. Breaking eye contact she turned to give Ethan's magnificent member her full attention. Ethan was a geeky hipster type and she hadn't expected him to be well endowed but had given him the benefit of the doubt. So it had been a pleasant suprise, that first night at hers, to slip her hand down his pants and feel a real beast awakening to her touch. Not that he was enormous, just a pleasing width and an impressive length. Delilah loved cock. It wasn't something she often cared to admit but it was true. She loved looking at them, loved the feel of them, loved the feel in her hand, in her mouth and her pussy. She also loved it when her lover would take his cock in his hand and drag it over her body, tracing the line of her back or across her belly and her tits. She let out a low moan as she surveyed Ethan's, gently swaying just in front of her face. She sat upright, back arched and brought her face close to Ethan's cock. She nuzzled up to it, pushing it one side with her face, feeling its resistance as it stained to regain its equilibrium, and then pulled slowly back and let it slip and slide over her face as it resumed its position. She murmured as she felt it slap and tickle her. He wanted her to suck it. She knew that and, whilst she loved to suck cock, loved sucking Ethan's cock in particular, that wasn't what she had in mind on this occasion. At least not yet. So after a minute or two of letting his cock play over her face she leaned back in in the sofa. She raised one bare leg and put her foot on Ethan's chest, pushing him away. "On your knees." He did as he was bid. He had already learned that Delilah was not one to relinquish control and that if he simply did everything she asked he would get everything he wanted in time. Afternoon Delight I'M STILL ALIVE! Have had a bit of writers block recently, but ended up taking some of my own advice to someone else and created this. Once again, thank you to Blackwing for beta-ing this and pointing out my mistakes. I hope you all enjoy this. Don't own Castle sadly. -------- Kate Castle's moan vibrated off the tiles, the hot water falling over her naked body. Standing under the spray, she hung her head and let the pulsating water wear away a week of exhaustion. While Kate loved relaxing in a tub with one of her husband's many books and a bottle of wine, she also loved a nice long, hot shower and Rick's massaging shower head was something that had almost driven her away from the tub. 'Hmm,' Kate hummed, turning and brushing her wet hair from her face as she grabbed her loofah. Squirting her usual cherry body gel into the purple cloth, she sighed as her skin turned to fire at it's touch. Swallowing a moan, Kate's hand slithered south, the loofah dropped as she rang her fingers over her bare folds. 'Aah...' Kate hissed, her fingers stroking along her slit, the wetness on her skin rapidly coming more from her body than the shower water, 'Good girl...' Bracing her arm against the tiled wall, Kate shifted her feet and slid a finger into her heated core with a harsh cry. 'Oh God,' The detective cooed, her digit starting her towards a delicious climax. The fingers on her free hand covered a breast while she added a second finger to her pussy, 'Fuck, I needed this...' 'Oh did you now?' Kate's fingers faltered, but continued moving over her folds when she felt Rick's large hand cover a breast, his lips sucking under her ear as he pressed his erection into her butt. 'God!' Kate cried out, Rick's empty hand covering hers between her legs. 'No, just your husband hoping to join in the fun,' Rick vibrated a laugh through Kate's body when she pressed her ass into his crotch, 'not yet Kate. Not yet. Whatever thoughts were in her head were instantly erased when Rick's thick fingers nudged hers away from her pussy, Kate letting out a deep moan as a single digit entered her. Feeling his lips on her neck, she brought her free hand up and threaded her fingers in her husbands hair. 'Ah!' Kate squealed, her legs quivering at the feel of Rick's finger inside her, 'More babe, more!' 'I can't get last night out my head Kate,' Rick's hand on Kate's chest switched between her hard nipples, his fingers pinching and rubbing her nubs, 'All fucking day I've had a boner. Almost got caught jerking off three times today,' His harsh whispers were smothered by a loud cry when Rick added a second finger inside his wife, Kate's head and jaw dropping as she moaned. 'The way you moved,' Rick stroked his fingers deep inside Kate, the movement pressing her ass against his cock. Pulling out, Rick sought out Kate's clit and started rubbing circles over the little patch of trimmed hair Kate left above her slit, 'The way you felt, you never stop turning me on Kate and last night you blew my fucking mind. So, I'm going to blow yours.' 'Fuck!' Kate ground out, 'Yes, fuck Rick... Please!' 'Please what?' Rick smirked into his wife's neck. Shifting his stance when he felt Kate's legs start to buckle, he dropped his other hand down over his furiously rubbing digits and filled Kate with two large fingers, his hand all but holding his wife up. 'Fuck me Rick!' Kate sobbed, 'Please... Fuck me!' 'If you insist,' Rick pressed a kiss to the top of Kate's spine and took a step back from his wife, 'Turn around.' 'No...,' Kate shook her head and pushed her butt into Rick's crotch, 'Fuck me.' 'My pleasure,' Rick smirked. Gripping his cock, he pressed his head against Kate's opening. Both adults cried out as Rick filled Kate, the latter's pleasure almost drowning out the former's groans. 'Shit,' Kate's fingers curled over the tiles, the feel of Rick stretching her sending waves of pleasure through her body, 'Do it babe, please.' 'Fuck!' Rick grunted, his fingers digging sharply into Kate's hips as she tightened against his cock, 'you ready Kate?' 'If you don't start fucking me Riiiiiiiii...!' Kate screeched when her husband started moving, pulling all thoughts out of her head with the first thrust of his cock back into her. 'Like this Kate?' Rick ground out, his fingers digging sharply into her hips as he pounded into her. The room filled with the sounds of their fucking, Rick's grunts and the hard, rhythmic slapping of skin becoming drowned out by the increasingly loud wails from Kate. 'Harder!' She cried out, dropping a hand to her crotch and rubbing against her clit, 'Harder Rick, fuck me with that big beautiful cock! Oooooh fuck! Baby!' Grinning, Rick slammed into his wife with extra vigor, the previous nights fun teasing his head. He knew from the harsh sounds coming from Kate's mouth that the woman was close to her climax. A few deep thrusts later, he was proven right. 'Ooooh my Gooooood!' Kate threw her head back and pushed her body against Rick's, 'Gonna cum Castle! Fucking gonna cum!' The loud hitch in her groans came as she clamped down like a vice on Rick's cock and he gave one last forceful pound to be rewarded by the most orgasmic scream he'd ever known from a woman. The sound started as a low moan that steadily and quickly grew in volume until Kate's voice gave out, her body tensing tightly as the orgasm raced through every nerve ending in her body. Rick waited patiently as Kate gasped large groans of air, her body slick from more than the still warm water on her skin. 'Fuck,' Kate whispered, straightening herself and sighing deeply when Rick nuzzled her neck, 'You don't know how wet I've been all day Rick. Last night turned me on so high, I don't think I can come down again.' 'I'm not going down for a while either,' Rick wiggled his hips, turning Kate's laugh into a harsh moan, 'You were really into it, much more than I expected.' 'Another onion layer peeled,' Kate's breathy moan when Rick slipped his still semi hard cock from her pussy almost had him slamming back into her. Twisting her head, Kate crashed her lips to Rick's and wrapped her hand around the back of his head. 'You weren't kidding,' Kate gasped between the energetic kisses. 'Now you know why I refused to go in today,' Rick covered Kate's breast with his hand, 'no fucking way I could have hidden this.' 'You didn't cum?' Kate mewled, twisting her body to face Rick, her next words swallowed by his mouth. Thoughts about speech or anything else were pulled from her head when she opened her lips to allow Rick's tongue between her teeth. The feel of his length pressing against her thigh had her leg automatically hooking itself around his, a rumbled laugh leaving Rick when Kate's fingers dug into his back. 'Earlier,' Rick licked his way across Kate's jaw, 'I found the green lace panties you wore in Dallas and used them in the hope it could help.' 'Mmm,' Kate gasped, 'I have a better idea Babe.' 'Huh?' Rick let out a patented Castle squeal when he found himself suddenly spun and pressed against the wall. Before he could question his wife's actions, he yelped as her hand curled around him, 'Kate?' 'I'd hope it was obvious by now Castle,' Kate dropped to squat before Rick, her fist stroking along his length, 'I'm sucking your cock babe.' 'Fuck!' Rick's body clenched when Kate gave his shaft a long, slow lick and ran the tip of her tongue around his head, 'You're going to kill me Kate!' 'Not yet I hope. Wanna fuck my mouth baby?' the reply was accompanied by Kate tilting her head and giving Rick a sultry stare. Keeping her eyes on his, she slowly wrapped her lips around his head and dropped her lips down his cock, watching the way he tensed above her. 'Fuuuuck!' Rick's mind was only able to process the moaned word as Kate started bobbing her head and moaning. She knew she had him under her control when he started humping her face and she taunted him further by scraping her short fingernails over his stomach and squeezing his cock with her other hand. Feeling the muscles under her hand start to tense up, Kate shifted and popped her mouth off the long cock, 'Mmm,' Kate dropped her head further and started to suck on Rick's balls, sucking them into her mouth one at a time while continuing to stroke his cock, 'You wanna cum Rick?' 'Fuck yes!' Rick's voice was hoarse and tight as a drum, 'Need to cum Kate!' 'Then let's get you cumming Castle,' Kate ran her tongue up the underside of his cock, her tongue catching the dripping pre-cum that coated his head. Wrapping her lips tightly around his head, Kate started pumping her hand firmly and reached to fondle Rick's sack in her other hand. It wasn't long before she heard the tell tail intake of breath she had come to realize signaled Rick's eruption. Sure enough, when she gave him another long, tight stroke, he let out a grunt and Kate felt him start to spurt. 'Fuck,' Rick thumped his fist on the tiles, his other hand clamping onto Kate's head, 'Shit... Kate!' Moaning, Kate continued to pump Rick's cock as he shot string after thick string of cum into her mouth. The first time she'd gone down on Rick, Kate had been shocked by the amount of cum he could fire off. Gulping hungrily, she swallowed the growing mouthful and teased Rick's head with her tongue. 'Do I have any panties left,' Kate pressed sticky kisses along Rick's shaft after he eventually stopped cumming, 'Or did you raid the entire drawer?' Rick panted loudly, his head dropping back against the tiles, 'I found the wet pair you left me.' 'Naughty boy,' Kate's lips trailed up Rick's stomach, her tongue tracing over each muscle, 'maybe I should punish you?' 'Fuck... Yes,' Rick hissed, his hands curling around Kate's hips as she covered his nipple with her lips, 'Very naughty.' 'Is that why you've got your finger there?' Kate gasped hotly, Rick's finger rubbing over her butt, 'Mmm, later Castle, you can fuck my ass later.' 'I look forward to it,' Rick smirked. Ducking his head, he caught Kate's lips with his own and grunted when he felt her small tongue trying to fill his mouth, her arms hooking around the back of Rick's shoulders while his threaded into Kate's hair. A squeak left Kate's mouth when the cold glass that made one wall of the shower was pressed into her back. 'Cold, isn't it?' Rick kissed along Kate's jaw, her answering moan causing his cock to twitch in anticipation, 'How about I warm you up?' 'If you warm me up any further,' Kate panted at the way Rick's tongue swirled around the the spot on her neck that never failed to get her dripping, 'I'm going to fucking burst into flames!' 'Then I should get busy,' Rick nipped at Kate's collarbone, his palms pressed against the glass behind her. Leaning back, he let out a sigh, 'I love your boobs Kate.' 'Show me,' Kate pleaded, 'Show me Castle.' Kate's chest heaved under the attention of Rick's lips, the hot trail he lead of kiss passing around the delicious curve of her breast. One hand shifting to run his thumb over her other breast, mirroring his lips. 'Mmm babe,' Kate panted, 'suck me, suck my nipple Rick. God, you've made them so fucking hard!' Once again, Rick had to stop himself from just fucking Kate hard when he finally covered her tip with his mouth. The lust filled squeal vibrating over the falling water. 'Yes!' Kate's hands clawed at the glass, the overwhelming desire for contact stoked in her belly as Rick's large tongue circled her nipple, 'Fuck, Rick... Please. You're gonna make me cum!' 'Don't you wanna cum Kate?' Rick mumbled into her skin, his lips pausing momentarily over her wound to press a long, hard kiss over the marred spot, 'I'd really like to make you cum.' 'Then fucking get down there and let me cum on your face!' Kate pushed on Rick's shoulders. A laugh bubbled out of him as he dropped to his knees. Knowing just how worked up he'd made Kate, he smirked and nipped at her thigh before swirling his tongue over the already fading mark. Grabbing the limb, he hooked her leg over his shoulder and brought his face tantalizingly close to Kate's pussy, her unmistakeable scent filling his nose. 'You really wanna cum?' The angry growl that vibrated out of Kate was the answer he knew he was going to get, 'Good, let's get that started.' 'OH MY FUCKING GOD!' Kate screamed when her body caught fire, the flames stoked by Rick's tongue lapping against her heated skin, 'Fuck! Fuck! Do it Babe, lick my pussy Rick! Ooooooh God!' Kate Castle was a woman that literally dripped when aroused, something that had turned Rick on to an almost painful level when he'd gone down on her. Today was no exception. Pushing his large tongue between her folds, Rick gulped down Kate's juices eagerly, her loud shouts pushing him to lick further, nibble faster in his assault on her pussy. 'Rick!' Kate screeched, her breasts bouncing with each lungful of air she panted into her body, 'Gonna cum, God, you're making me cum!' The last word turned into a scream that almost rattled the glass wall behind her, the orgasm slamming into her like the fist of an angry God and she gripped Rick's head, keeping his tongue in contact with her spasming pussy, his groan at the torrent of juices lost under the louder cry. 'God you taste good,' Rick licked his lips as Kate slid bonelessly down the glass and hissed when Rick's semi hard cock pressed against her hypersensitive skin. 'I know,' Kate's tongue darted across his chin, scooping up her glistening arousal, 'Mmm.' 'It's fucking hot watching you tasting your own cum Kate,' Rick rasped, his hand slipping behind Kate's back to pull her against him, 'more so than when mine's dripping down your chin.' 'Maybe one day I'll get you to eat yours,' Kate licked and sucked her way across Rick's face, scooping up as much of her juices as possible, 'How about that?' 'For you, one day Kate,' Rick slanted his mouth over Kate's, the long, slow languid kiss in contrast to the bolts of fire that burned through them when they rocked together. 'I need you Rick!' Kate hissed when they broke for air, her leg hooking around his waist and pressing her molten hot pussy against his cock, 'inside... Please!' 'Stand up,' Rick pushed Kate away from him and clambered to his feet. In one swift move, he reached down and lifted Kate by her hips, her laughter turning to deep moans when she hooked her legs around his hips and let herself be lowered onto his cock. 'Fuuuuuuck,' Kate cried out when Rick pushed her against the tiles, 'Do it babe, fuck me.... Pound my pussy, make me scream.' 'As you wish...' Kate let out a harsh screech when Rick started pounding her against the tiled wall, his cock filling her core tightly, the bolts of fire erupting into flames that seemed to take over her body in an instant, 'Yes! Fuck me Castle! God! Fuck my pussy!' 'Take it Kate,' Rick grunted, the slapping of skin on skin once again filling the room. Sucking at Kate's neck, he gripped her wrist and raised her arm over her head, her other hand waiting for him, 'Good girl. You are so sexy Kate... So fucking sexy.' 'Gonna cum Rick,' Kate wailed, 'You're making me cum!' The moment Rick felt Kate tense around him, he knew that he wouldn't be outlasting Kate this time. Driving hard, he let go of her wrists and hissed when she dug her fingers into his back. 'Oh God, Oh God,' Kate chanted as she thumped her head against his shoulder, 'Fuck! CASTLE!' Slamming his cock inside Kate's pussy, Rick grunted as he felt himself shooting into her. Kate's scream was barely muffled by his body, her voice cracking as she went slack against Rick. 'Fucking... God!' Kate rasped, her hot breath pulsing over Rick's skin. 'Thanks for the compliment,' Rick chuckled, a hiss leaving his lips at the brief tensing of Kate's short nails in him back, 'you needed that didn't you?' 'Yeah,' Kate whispered hoarsely. 'Are you going to let me go?' Rick shifted, a groan leaving Kate's mouth at the movement his action made inside her. 'God no,' Kate lifted her head, the fire still lit in her eyes, 'Not finished with you yet.' 'Good,' Rick reached past Kate and switched off the now cold shower, 'But let's continue this in a more comfortable setting?' 'I like the sound of that,' Kate looped her arms around Rick's neck and dipped her lips to his ear, 'Maybe I'll let you cuff me this time.' The flash of heat that burned out of Rick sent shivers through Kate and she barely had time to brace herself before they were bouncing off the various surfaces as they kissed, Rick carrying Kate into the bedroom. Neither could look Alexis in the eye the next morning when she found out about the need for a new master bed. Afternoon Delight Kymberley had grown up too fast her parents had always said. Having developed at such a young age, she knew could use her looks to get ahead. Looking at her, one couldn't help but gaze into her sapphire blue eyes that seem to sparkle in the sunlight, mesmerized by her gaze. She had long flowing blonde curls. The curls accentuated some of her best facial features. The contrast from the golden curls brought attention to her sensual pouting pink lips. A man would look at those soft full lips and want to taste them, to nibble on them tenderly, to press his lips against hers in one of those kisses you feel for a lifetime. Her soft, strong cheekbones that seem to peak out from underneath the curls would leave you wanting to gently stroke the back of your hands across them. The curls perfectly outlined her slender neck. Despite all that, Kymberley wanted to succeed with her talent and brains being what propelled her through life. She worked hard for what she wanted and would do what it took to get there. Sometimes, she took advantage of the beauty and charm to get her foot in the door. Then all she had to do from there was to tell them what she could do for their company and she had them every time. That morning as she looked through her closet trying to decide what to wear, she kept thinking of what she would do to celebrate her new contract. She was so confident she was going to get it. Rifling through the skirts that hung in front of her, she picked out the black leather mini. Kymberley laughed as she thought about what the looks on those men's faces would be when she walked into the meeting dressed to kill in this outfit. When she slid that black leather mini skirt over her slender thighs, she felt as though she was unstoppable in it. Selecting the red silk sleeveless blouse to compliment her skirt was the right choice. As she slid it over her and then slid her sleek arms into the blouse, she wondered if showing this much cleavage was a good idea. Reaching for her red leather heels and slipping her bare feet into them, she reconsidered wearing the stockings. Glancing at her silky tanned legs, she knew she could pull of this outfit without any stockings to hide their glow. She slid her hands over the leather skirt and lifted it just a little higher on her creamy smooth thighs. Standing in front of the mirror taking one last look, Kymberley twirled slowly around. Her eyes moved up her trim waist running her hands over her full hips, and stopped at her firm breasts. Yes this blouse definitely showed off just the right amount of cleavage, and allowed anyone interested, to see how the soft curves of her voluptuous breasts were. She loved the way the men would stare at her wanting to be the lucky one that would get to touch them and the way their women would glare at her because theirs began sagging after the kids were born. Kymberley grabbed her purse as she left her bedroom, stopping into her office that was an addition of the side of her house; she smiled as she went over in her mind, what her plan of attack would be. Stepping up into her truck, she thought of how many heads she would turn when she pulled up to the office and stepped out the truck. She laughed when she pictured the scene from Basic Instinct, where Sharon had uncrossed and re-crossed her legs while being questioned by the police. Picturing herself flashing just a little bit of her blonde mound of thick curls as she stepped out, she wondered for a brief instance, should she have worn that thong after all. No, she did not want any panty lines ruining her look; the choice to go natural was the right one. Kymberley walked out of the meeting that morning with the property Management Company knowing that the contract was as good as signed, sealed, and delivered. The men who worked in this business couldn't seem to resist her charms she thought to herself. Or maybe they just could not think straight to tell her no when she walked into the office. She was strong willed and went after what she wanted with the intention of winning always. Kymberley knew that when it came to business, any female in a man's world had to play hard ball. She had learned that from watching her father all those years she spent working for him at his construction company. She remembered how when she wanted something done by one of the foremen, it was as simple as turning on her southern charm and knocking them off guard. Feeling so good about how it all went, she stopped on the way back home to pick up a bottle of wine. The kids were gone for the weekend and with only having a few things to work on back at the office, she would call it a week and take sometime to enjoy the peace and quiet of home. As she pulled into her driveway, her cell phone rang. She looked at the caller ID as she was answering it. It was about the contract. "Hello, Kymberley Christian," she answered. The voice on the other end was not one she recognized. He told her he had just received the copies of the contracts and would have them sent over this evening for her to look over. When she hung up, she really did have a reason to celebrate now. Sliding out of her candy apple red pickup, she walked to the door of the office. Remembering she needed a glass for the wine, she went in the house first, grabbed a crystal wineglass, and headed back out to her office door. Kymberley walked in and kicked off her red heels watching as they flopped onto the plush silver carpet under the table that she kept in there for the kids to do their homework on. She smiled again. Not as cheerful as she thought she would that they would be gone for the weekend, but so looking forward to the break from all the plans they seem to make every weekend for her. She walked over to her desk and sat down at her computer. She loved this DSL connection; just click and you are online. She went to check her email, hoping to find something worth reading and not the mindless dribble that seemed to fill her account everyday. While reading over some jokes and looking at a few pictures sent to her by some friends, she felt a little hungry. She went through the back door of the office and to the kitchen and made herself a sandwich. When Kymberley walked back into her office, she was surprised to see that Steven was there. He asked how her meeting went. She told him how she won the bid on the contract. He was so pleased for her. Then he chuckled something about how it must have been that outfit she was wearing. Kymberley smiled. "Do you think it was the black leather mini skirt or the low cut red sleeveless silk blouse that did the trick?" Steven laughed again, "Well Kym, I definitely think it was the total package as well as the presentation." Steven was quite a treat to the eyes as well. He had statuesque build, standing 6'3"and towering over most men. Looking at his chest, so big and strong, would intimidate most people who crossed him. With his perfectly trimmed waist, he reminded you of a Greek God. His light brown hair would turn a pale shade of blonde in the summer, the highlights streaking through the straight no nonsense style that he wore it. Women would swoon when gazing into his blue eyes. Exceptionally bright blue, like that of the clear afternoon sky on a lazy spring day. Sparkling and twinkling as he gazed at her, igniting such burning desires deep in Kymberley's soul. The small talk continued for a little while and as always, Steven would throw in a tease every once in a while. Kymberley loved his teasing her; it always made her so excited. She could feel the creamy fluids building every time they were together. He would nibble at her slender neck and kiss her softly, once in awhile telling her how he would push her away from her desk while she was working, and tease her for hours before he would allow her to reach that climax that would eventually leave her sated. "So Kymberley," Steven asked, "Tell me, do we have the place all to ourselves, and will I have your full attention?" Laughing and smiling, hoping that he was finally about to make some time for her, "The kids will be gone the entire weekend. Looks like mom gets to finally play without worrying about them catching her." Kymberley answered him. Without another word, Steven twirled her around in her chair and gently took her glowing cheeks into his hands. Softly kissing her luscious lips as he brushed away the blonde wisps of hair from her forehead. As Steven knelt in front of her, he ran his strong hands over her silken legs. He parted them slowly and tenderly as he slipped in between them, pressing his hips to the inside of her thighs. Kymberley's lust for him urged her to seek his tongue, savoring his sweet kiss hungry for his passion and silently needing to feel his touch. Her body ached for his warmth and his tender caress. She yearned for the feelings she gave up so long ago when she knew that she had to put her kids first and her passions last. She knew that Steven sensed her desires and that he would fulfill them more than she had even dreamed possible. As Steven slowly broke the kiss, pulling his lips just a whisper away from hers, she felt his heated breath floating over her throat bathing her neck as she looked into his brilliant blue eyes. He inhaled deeply, filling his nostrils with the fragrant scent of her lust, the hunger for him betraying her. She needed Steven to show her what she missed so much now, needing him to completely take control over her desires and release the passion that she locked away. Kymberley pulled him back to her lips, sucking on them tenderly while his hands pulled her blouse from within the waistband of her miniskirt. Sliding his strong hands over her belly, he lifted her blouse to expose her red laced bra. He moved his lips over her chin, kissing her neck, blowing softly on it then his mouth trailed over her blouse to the nipples protruding through the lace. His breath heated her flesh, teasing her as he nibbled on the pink tender nipple. The wetness from his mouth leaving spots on the lace, he moved his mouth to her other nipple, swollen and aching to be touched by him. Steven moved his hands and lightly grazed her skin with his nails as he reached behind her to find the hooks on her bra. One at a time he released the hooks. Kymberley lifted the blouse over her head and tossed it aside. She stared into his blue eyes as she watched his eyes sparkle. As he unfastened the last hook, he slid his hands to her shoulders and eased the straps off. Sliding them down her arms until he removed it from her hands, he then let it fall to the floor as he stared at her voluptuous breasts. When his hand took her breasts and lifted them to his mouth, Kymberley let a soft moan escape her lips. His tongue teased her nipples, swirling around them as his lips kissed and nibbled at them. She ran her fingers through his hair trying to bring his mouth harder against her aching nipples. She needed to feel the heat from his mouth enveloping them with his lips. Steven pulled away from her breasts. He did love to tease her so. This time it was his game and he was calling all the shots. Though Kymberley would feign a protest to his teasing her once again, it truly was this game of his that he had mastered so well that kept her coming back to him almost always having to hold herself back from begging for more. She loved how he made the desire for his time grow and how it turned her on with each word he spoke. He reached behind her and unzipped her skirt as he stared into her sapphire blue eyes. Even his looking at her was a tease to her, allowing her a glimpse into his mind. Steven tugged the bottom of her skirt as she sat in the chair. He pulled it over her hips and past her firm ass. Pulling it over her thighs, he allowed his fingers to tease her skin. He watched as the goose bumps ripple over her body from his sensual touches. He threw the skirt over his shoulders and Kymberley watched it as it landed on the floor. Without another word, Steven bent his neck forward and licked her belly softly. His hands parted her thighs as he lifted her legs up and placed them on his shoulders. Pulling her ass down the seat until she was on the edge of the cushion, Steven placed his lips against her wetness and kissed her tenderly where that fragrant aroma he had been inhaling for the last half-hour was coming from. His tongue tasted for the first time the creamy sweet juices that Kymberley had felt flowing from within her so many times, from his teasing. Kymberley laid her head back and closed her eyes as he showed her why he was such a master at this art of cunnilingus. He had always bragged to her how the women loved his tongue and how he never failed to please them. Although she would feel a twinge of jealousy each time he said that, she knew he was not lying. Her body started to heat up more as his knowing mouth took control. Steven ran his tongue over her lips, parting them as he licked the nectar glistening from them. His tongue swirling over the sensitive skin that was shaved so smoothly, as she pushed against his shoulders with her legs. Lifting her sweet pussy to his mouth as he continued to trace the outlines of each lip. Nibbling on one lip then other on and pausing for just a quick moment to blow his hot breath across her swollen clit. Kymberley writhed beneath his fiery breath. Steven took such delight in his slow teasing of her. Swirling his tongue in small circles around her clitoris, as he would leave little butterfly kisses on the wetness surrounding it. He would nibble hungrily on the soft folds of skin that covered her rosebud while his fingers would gently rub across her nipples. He ran his tongue over every delicious inch of her pussy, slowly across from one side to the other. Starting on the v shaped opening of her lips and not stopping until his tongue had followed the delicate flesh around her tight ass. Pausing for a moment whenever he felt she was too close to losing her control and sending her mind racing once more before he would again lavish her with his tongue. Steven ran the flat of his tongue across her clit one more time, then lifting her cheeks firmly gripped in the palm of his hands, he thrust his tongue deep inside her. Lapping at her juices that his teasing had cause to flow from deep within her, he licked at sucked them eagerly. Kymberley wiggled her hips as she moved her pussy against his mouth. Grabbing her breasts and fondling her nipples, she whispered her soft lusty moans. As she felt his tongue plunging in and out of her, she ground her clit against his nose, rubbing it in small circles as she tweaked her nipples. Pinching them and rolling them, and finally Kym lifted one breast to her mouth and ran her tongue over the aching nipple. She sucked her nipple into her mouth and rolled her tongue around it slowly. Steven continued to feast himself on her sweetness. His mouth knowing how to drive her wildest desires into high gear until she begged him to let her feel the orgasms he kept stopping her from having. Steven laughed slightly and lifted her one more time. Pulling her pussy to his mouth as he bit at her flesh another few strokes of his tongue over each lip before grabbing at her clit with his teeth and grazing it gently with the tip of his tongue as he held it. Without any hint of what Steven had in his mind, Kymberley laid back in her chair completely at his mercy. He slid his hands underneath her cheeks and moved them up her back. Lifting his shoulders and causing her legs to shift onto his arms, he moved them down her thighs and then let her legs fall slowly to the floor. He held her hips as his tongue explored the mound of hair that glistened with her juices then lifted her off the chair and slid her onto his thick shaft. Kymberley felt his cock penetrating her slowly and deeply as he again controlled her movements. Not allowing her to take control, he placed her arms on his shoulders as he lifted her by her ass up and down onto his cock. Thrusting his hips forward as he buried its thickness deep inside her heated lust, he felt her nails digging into his shoulders as he looked into her eyes. He lifted his lips to her mouth and let her taste the pleasures he had enjoyed from her juices. She sucked at his lips as the moistness from her body still clung to the whiskers around them. She was surprised at how she enjoyed the flavor of her own nectar and did not know if it was his kiss that made it taste so much sweeter than she had imagined or whether she just loved the way she tasted on his tongue. As Kymberley nibbled his lips, he was plunging his cock deeply inside her fiery pussy. The lips squeezing tightly around his shaft as his thrusts became harder and faster. Kymberley moaned and whispered against his lips to please let her cum. Steven smiled sweetly and then shook his head no. He lifted her up with his hands holding firmly to her cheeks. She was waiting for and hoping for that to be followed by another thrusting blow against her swollen clit as he plunged his back into her pussy and his pelvic bones pressed against her. Steven pulled his cock out from under her and shifted back onto his heels. He set her on her knees then grabbed her face and pulled it to his lips as he kissed her deeply and passionately. The hunger and passion to feel his cock buried between her thighs was unbearable. Kymberley begged him softly to please allow her to feel him sliding back inside her. He never answered her pleas. He pulled her onto her kneels and spun the chair around behind her. Steven lifted her up and turned her towards the chair pressing her stomach against it as he pulled her up and kneeled behind her. Kymberley turned her face to look at him; he smiled and kissed his way from her shoulders to the small of her back. He moved his hand around in front of her and slid it between the quivering petals that covered her swollen bud and covered his fingers with the wetness. Running his finger around her clit then slipping it once more inside her, he gently bit at her flesh. Steven ran his tongue over her the cheeks of her ass, licking them as his mouth moved closer to her tight little hole. He parted her cheeks with his fingers from one hand and lowered his tongue to swirl around the opening he was going to explore next. Flicking his tongue back and forth, then the tip teasing her asshole as she puckered it tightly then tried to relax. Kymberley knew that Steven had always sensed that her wild side was what drove her desires and made her the woman she was. He was determined now to test how wild she would let him be. Steven's tongue entered her ass just enough to see her reaction to being probed in such a way. When Kym did not pull away, he knew it was going to happen. He slipped the finger that he was fucking her pussy with out and ran it up the crease to her little hole. Steven gently placed it against her, letting her know that he was about to enter her. She lay against the cushion as she lifted her cheeks just enough for him to see her eagerness for him to continue. As Steven used the moisture from his fingers to lubricate her, he kissed her back gently. Then he pulled her hips back to him as he rested the tip of his cock against her hole. When he knew that she was ready as he listened to her take that deep almost panicked breath, he eased it slowly inside her. He felt her ass pucker around the head of his cock as he held it in place to allow her to adjust to the first few moments of pain. Kymberley gasped for a brief second and tensed her body tightly. She exhaled slowly as the pain shot through her then eased away. He moved his cock in a little more, slowly inching deeper as she held her breath with each small push. Finally as the base of his shaft rested against the cheeks of her ass, he moved his hand around to her pussy and slid two fingers inside her. Afternoon Delight Just another quick orgasm... I'm sorry for all the background noise! Busy afternoon outside! * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (8 min/mp3) * * * * * Afternoon Delight Steven slowly began moving his hips forward and gliding his cock in and out of her ass. The tightness of her little hole arousing him more than he thought it would. Knowing that Kymberley had been without such affection for so long, Steven strives harder to please her immensely, his cock thrusting to a slow steady rhythm as his fingers plunged inside her pussy. Kymberley began to forget those first few moments of pain and now was caught up in the feeling of such a strong thick cock filling her ass. She moved her fingers over her belly, found her clit, and rubbed it as she felt his knuckles against her hand. She rolled her clit between her fingers as his fingers thrust steadily with his cock. Deeper with each plunge her body had never felt such wicked desires before. Fucking her ass gently but taking advantage of her eagerness to please him, Steven began to quicken his pace. He knew that Kymberley would not be able to stand much more teasing and when her orgasms came; she would ignite such a fire in his body that his cock would release his juice so violently fast and hard. As his pounding against her cheeks picked up, so did Kym's whimpering. He listened to the soft moans as he felt her body tightening again. Squeezing his fingers inside her pussy and her hole around his cock, he knew it was now the time to push her over the edge. Steven thrust once more inside her ass then as he pulled back and she waited for the next one, he withdrew his cock from her ass and plunged it hard, crushing against her lips as he entered her hot pussy once more. Pulling her hips back as she started moaning louder, his thrusts becoming faster and deeper until he felt her body quivering, beginning to convulse from deep within the dark wetness that his cock was buried inside. Kymberley threw her head back as he thrust once more. Her screams broke the sounds of the heavy moans and breaths that had filled the office. "Oh my God Steven," she cried out. Her muscles holding tightly to his thick shaft as her body began to shake. Steven felt her juices exploding around his cock as he crashed against her lips again, then he felt his cum beginning to seep from his cock and grabbed her shoulders. Forcing his cock into her as the juices ran down his shaft, he filled her pussy with his steaming cum thrust after thrust after thrust. Holding her against his cock as he released the last few drops of his seed deep inside her. Kymberley wiggled her hips and pressed against him milking each drop from his cock. Steven moved his hands around her and cupped his breasts in his hands as he pulled her back to his chest. She turned her head to look at him as he leaned over to kiss her. He felt the beads of sweat covering the soft skin between her breasts. Slowly he withdrew his cock from within her; easing himself out as her quivering continued on. She laid against the chair as he kissed her back and tasted the drops of sweat the sprinkled the flesh on her back. Kymberley's mind was spinning from the orgasms. She lifted herself back into the chair. Steven kissed her softly as she whispered thank you across his lips. As reality began to settle back in, Kymberley looked at the clock. Realizing it was so late, she told Steven she had some errands to take care of. Being a business owner himself, Steven did not complain. "Steven," she typed on the next ICQ message, "That was one of the best cyber sex images I have ever had. Thank you." She logged off the computer and went and cleaned her vibrator, then wrapped it back in the silk cloth and placed it back in the desk drawer. Afternoon Delight I am not so stupid that I believed Stan. He was saying sweet things and saying all the right words just so he could get in my pants. I had known for a long time Stan wanted to get some of my ass. I don't know why. I am not pretty, I am a little over weight and my tits are not as firm as they once were. So why did Stan want to screw me. Hell I don't know but I did not care either. My husband had not wanted me for a long time so I let Stan think he was getting to me with his sweet words. But, hell on this one warm summer day I would have fucked a dog. I was horny, I was thinking of days gone by when I got screwed every day and twice on Sunday. Oh, yes there had been a day when my husband had wanted me all the time and I gave it to him whenever he wanted it day or night anytime. I also gave him what ever he wanted, I would suck him off when ever he wanted. I let him screw me in my ass when he wanted that too. I was so happy back then I would have done anything for him and I did. However, that was more than a few years ago. So here I was on a hot summer day, letting my husbands best friend walk me toward the bedroom. Stan had come over and some how things got started and I let him go on. I did not care. Stan had slipped his hand up my dress and found I was not wearing panties. He then said, He wanted to lick my pussy, so I let him get between my legs and lick me to a climax right there on the living room sofa. Then when he stood in front of me and showed me his hard-on I was happy to suck it for him. He was a nice guy and he had a nice cock. It was hard enough and that was all I cared about today. He will think he is some kind of lover when this is over but he had little to do with it. He just happen to be here on the day I decided to get laid. Stan had his hand around me and up under my dress. He had a good strong grip on my ass. I wondered it Stan knew how I would enjoy the feel of his cock in my ass. Oh, well we will see how good he is after he gets some of my pussy. I quickly removed my dress and bra. I was naked on the bed by the time Stan got his pants off. He came up along side of me taking my tits in his mouth. I thought, Christ, Stan just fuck me the hell with the foreplay. I took hold of his cock, it was hard but not a extra large if you know what I mean. I think Stan got the idea in a hurry about then. He rolled over on top of me. I spread my legs wide open for him and he drove it all the way home on the first try. I was wet from his licking me to a climax and I was ready. I was bucking up to meet him on every down ward push. He was not too bad in the saddle. Then I noticed he was getting larger I started to feel him more. Some times a good hard cock is better than a large soft one. Stan was getting really hard. He hooked my left leg with his right arm and pulled my ass up higher. He was pounding me fast and deep I felt like I was full of cock. He was growing as he worked faster. I had never known a guy like this. He cock was growing and it was going deeper and deeper. It was almost too big now, I started to feel a bit uncomfortable. I screamed Stan, take it easy your getting too big, don't hurt me. Stan slowed down and held himself up off me so he would not go in so deep. I said, " God, all mighty Stan you got a hell of a cock." He smiled and there came a little laugh. But he did slow down and was now just letting the head pop in and out of my slippery wet cunt. This teasing was getting to me and I moaned as I cum again. It did not start down and work it way up like most of the time. This climax was there all of a sudden, I jerked and felt him once again drive a little deeper and that felt so good, I started to cum all over again. I was having two climaxes back to back. I was wiggling and jerking uncontrollable under him Then I felt his body stiffen and he laid flat on me sinking that huge cock to the bottom of my soul. What a flood of hot cum it filled me up till it run out of my pussy. I had never felt a man cum like that before. Stan came to a stop and rolled off me. I could not wait to look at his cock. Oh, my god, it was thick now, and longer. I had never seen nor felt a cock grow like that and Stan knew just how to control it to make me climax. He was one hell of a lover. Now I was thinking Oh, Stan were your words just words or would like to come by and fuck me every chance you get. Later as we stepped out of the shower I dropped to my knees and started to suck his now much smaller cock. ""Peggy, you're a wonder fuck and I love the way you suck cock, but I have to go. But Peggy, I want to see you again, can I do that?" I stood still wanting to hold his cock in my mouth. But I said, "Stan you can call me any time you know when Tom works, come by or I'll meet you at your place if you want." "Sure Peggy, your great and I will see you soon." Stan left me with a kiss and a promise to call me the next afternoon. Well that was over two weeks ago and I am still waiting. I still dream of Stan and that cock that grows like none other I had ever seen. But even if he never comes back I still have a memory of one hell of an afternoon.