1 comments/ 90997 views/ 4 favorites Her First Time By: freejack It was quarter after twelve when I came home on Tuesday night, and as I suspected, the lights were off and you were already in bed. Perfect. I slipped quietly into the bedroom and activated the touch-lamp on the nightstand. Dim light flooded outward in a couple-foot radius, and I took a moment to gaze down adoringly at your peaceful form. So innocent you looked, clad only in a thin, white tank top that draped to mid-thigh. Your long, blonde hair was splayed out on your pillow, and I could see a hint of your nipples poking up against the thin fabric. As I stood admiring you, you shifted onto your side, then sensing my presence, opened your eyes and looked at me sleepily. “Hi, babe,” you mumbled, your voice heavy with sleep. “Hey cutie,” I replied, leaning down to kiss you. “How was work?” “It was okay,” I said while rolling you over onto your back again and gently pulling your arms up above your head. “Mmmmmmm,” you murmured, “I missed you.” “I missed you too.” I finished tying your left wrist to the bedpost with the scarf hanging there, and set to work on the right. You didn’t struggle at all, and I’m not sure you even realized what I was doing until after I had both your arms fastened to the bedposts. Then as understanding slowly dawned upon your beautiful face, I pulled out a folded handkerchief and fashioned it into a blindfold. Next, I slipped it over your eyes and knotted it securely behind your head. “What are you doing?” you asked, and I could tell from your voice that you were partly scared and partly excited. We had tied each other up before, but never like this. Never without warning, never so securely, and never with a blindfold. “Just lay back and relax,” I said ignoring your question, “I got something very special for you tonight.” “Oooh, what is it?” A tinge of eagerness in your voice. “You’ll see. Now you wait here and I’ll be right back, okay?” Like you had any choice in the matter. I left the room and was gone for about ten or fifteen minutes, just enough time for you to think up all kinds of sexual thoughts and start getting excited. When I finally returned with your present and closed the door firmly behind me, your nipples were hard and your face was flushed with anticipation. The flush deepened and your smile grew, as the rustling of clothing dropping to the floor drifted to your ears. I wondered what kind of kinky ideas were now filling your mind, but was pretty sure that none of them would come even close to what you were about to experience. Fingers touched lightly at your right ankle, spurring a small gasp from you, and began a slow, gentle ascent up the inside of your leg and thigh. At mid-thigh, they encountered the bottom of your shirt and paused briefly, caressing the smooth flesh there. Eagerly, wanting those fingers to continue their trek upwards, you pushed up with your feet and arched your back, freeing the shirt from beneath you so that it could be moved farther up your body. And it was – pushed all the way up past your hips and stomach to the bottom of your tits, revealing your white, cotton panties and bare belly. You eased back down onto the bed, and a moment later, the fingers began their climb again. Your breathing began to speed up as they neared your Holy land, and you were straining slightly against your bonds, eager to be stroked; but they veered off before reaching there and started a slow slide up your belly towards your beautiful breasts. Once there, the fingers pushed your shirt back again, freeing your glorious orbs from their confinement. Your nipples were hard and poking up toward the ceiling, and the fingers quickly located and began caressing them. You writhed upon the bed, small whimpers coming from you, as the first hand was joined by a second, and both went to work massaging your aching tits. Your whimpers soon turned to full-throated moans as your breasts continued to be kneaded, and I could see the crotch of your panties begin to darken as your pussy started to get excited. I had planned to tease you for much longer than this, had wanted to hear you beg and plead for your gift, but found that I could contain myself no longer either. Already, I was more excited than I could ever remember being and I couldn’t wait to see what your reaction would be. “Are you ready for your gift?” I asked softly. “Yes! Oh god, yes,” you nearly screamed, as one hand pinched a delicate nipple between its fingers and the other slid back down your stomach to the damp fabric of your panties. “I’m ready, give it to me. I want it sooo bad.” “Alright. Here it comes,” I warned. Moments later, your body was straddled and a knee came to rest on either side of your body, just below your outstretched armpits. I was glad to see that you were cleanly shaven; and had you been paying close attention, you might have realized that the legs around you were just as smooth. But in your excitement, you failed to notice. Instead, you lifted your head slightly, mouth open, preparing to take in my hard cock. “Oh, I want it, I want your cock so bad,” you crooned, still not realizing that it wasn’t me straddling you. I smiled and motioned for her to lean forward, to bring her beautiful, pink pussy down next to your face, and she complied. “Hey baby, what do you smell?” I asked, and could see the momentary confusion upon your face as my voice sounded from beside the bed and not above you. Then it was gone, lost in the delighted expression that replaced it, as she lowered herself a little and let her light brown pubic hair brush softly against the tip of your nose, fully alerting you to the real situation. “Oh my god,” you squealed happily, and I found myself immediately relieved at your reaction. I had hoped and suspected that you would take it well (after all, we’d talked about it many times), but I hadn’t been a hundred percent certain of what your reaction would really be. Now, seeing it firsthand, I could relax and enjoy the situation fully as I sat back to watch your first lesbian encounter. You were sniffing at her pussy, inhaling deeply of her musky scent, as she slid her silky, smooth slit lightly across your nose. You leaned your head forward and stuck your tongue out, trying to taste her; but she pulled back, just out of range, and sat there teasing – as she’d been instructed. Finally, you laid back, resting your head on your pillow, and after a few moments, she edged forward again to rub her pussy against your nose and cheeks. Then, when you couldn’t stand anymore, and tried to lick her, she sat back out of reach again until you gave up. This went on a couple more times, until you were whimpering with desire and straining against your bonds, trying to get a taste of that delicious juice that now covered most of your face. I watched enthralled, my cock nearly bursting out of my pants, as she slowly worked you into a frenzied state. I had told her to tease you a little, but other than that, had left it entirely up to her on how to go about it. I was amazed at how she was getting into it. Now she sat back on her heels, her ass resting lightly upon your chest, just above your tits. Slowly, she reached down and slid a finger up the length of her slit, coating it with her juice. Then she brought it to your mouth. She drew it across your lips, leaving behind a shiny trail of fluid, and then gently pushed it into your mouth. It was your first taste of pussy other than your own, and you took to it immediately. You sucked on her finger like it was a small cock, gleaning every bit of sweetness you could from it, savoring this newfound flavor. She pulled her finger from your mouth, dipped it deep into her wet cunt, and brought it back to your mouth. You lapped at it eagerly, licking up every drop of her milky cream in seconds, whimpering for more. Which she gave you, scooping up another fingerful of her juice and feeding it to you. It was obvious that the taste of her pussy was driving you crazy with lust, but now I could see that she was getting off on this too. Her nipples were pointing straight out, her pussy was literally dripping, and her breathing was starting to become ragged as well. Indeed, this time when she pulled her finger from your mouth, she hurriedly scooted forward and replaced it with her aching cunt. Her eyes closed and she started moaning softly as your tongue began to flit about her damp crevice. Soon she was groaning and grunting as you worked up and down her slippery slit, brushing over her hard little clit in the process, slurping up her juices. She buried both hands in your hair, holding you tight, and arched her back, pushing her luscious pussy firmly down against your mouth. You responded by straightening your tongue and driving it deep into her hole, causing her to cry out loud as you touched whole new nerve centers. As your tongue probed all of her intimate folds, bringing her nearer and nearer to orgasm, she started to lightly rock back and forth. Then, slowly, she began to pick up speed, until she was effectively humping your face. Each thrust was accompanied by a small cry of pleasure as your tongue drove in and out of her slick hole and your nose rubbed her sensitive clit. A couple moments later, she let out a small scream and her body clenched and shook as you brought her to orgasm, her pussy flooding your face with its juices. You slurped it up hungrily, and in the process sent her into another orgasm and then a third as your eager tongue danced over her skin, cleaning up every bit of her sex. Finally, she released your hair and collapsed backwards, thoroughly drained. She remained like that for a bit - face up on top of you, trying to regain her breath - while you just laid calmly beneath her waiting for whatever was next. I took the moment to admire her long slender body and pert little tits that were pointing straight up to the ceiling, and thought how I wouldn’t have minded being the one tucked beneath her, licking that delicious-looking pussy. Of course, I had thoroughly enjoyed watching you eat your first pussy, and I thought about how hot and wet your pussy must be right now after that. I suddenly couldn’t wait until she rolled off of you, so I could take her place and lick her cream from your face as I fucked your brains out. I wondered if she would stick around to watch. As I was thinking this, she got back to her knees and started to climb off from you. I started to get up myself, my hand already going towards my crouch to undo my pants, when suddenly I was stopped cold. She hadn’t climbed off from you at all; instead, she had just pivoted around 180 degrees and was now posed above you in the classic ‘69’ position. You caught on immediately and moaned your approval, “Oh yessss!” A second later, you had lifted you head up to her tight little ass and delved in, licking anew at her obviously tasty pussy. At the opposite end, she had lowered her face and was now sniffing the soaked crotch of your panties. She rubbed her nose across the damp fabric, and a moment later, her tongue darted out for a quick taste. Obviously finding it to her liking, she began to lick and suck at your panty-clad pussy, eliciting your moans of approval. She continued with this for a little, drawing your cunt juice through the thin silk and into her mouth, while you pushed your face firmly into her ass-crack and probed the depths of her pussy once again. I could see your nose hovering right above her tiny puckered asshole and wondered how her lovely little ass smelled, if her scent was driving you to even higher levels of lust or if you even noticed. Which led me to briefly ponder what was going on in your mind. Were you wondering who this was straddling your body, allowing you access to her pussy and ass while simultaneously eating you out, or were you so lost in your first lesbian encounter that you didn’t even care? What would you think if you knew who it really was? And what about her? What was going on in her mind? It had been nearly impossible, taking all of my considerable skills, to just talk her into letting you taste her pussy blindfolded and unaware. There had been absolutely no mention of any of this that had followed, but she was obviously enjoying herself. I was shocked. I’d thought that she’d come in, lower her pussy onto your face for a few seconds, and then be out of here while I finished up. Not that I was complaining, not at all! Watching the two of you 69ing on my bed right there in front of me had to be the most erotic thing I had ever seen. Unable to stop myself, I reached down and pulled my cock free from the restraints of my jeans. It felt like a piece of steel it was so hard, and I knew I could cum within seconds. Instead, I gripped it hard and began to stroke it very, very slowly wanting to delay my orgasm for as long as possible as I watched the amazing scene before me. She slipped her fingers inside the waistband of your panties, and you eagerly lifted your ass up so that she could slide them down off your hips. She let out a small gasp as your pussy was finally exposed to her view, your clean-shaven shiny lips capped by a trimmed triangle of golden-brown fur, and ran her delicate fingers through the soft hair of your muff. I saw the look of desire upon her face, and she hurriedly dove down between your thighs, her bright pink tongue trailing over your moist lips. She quickly covered your entire crotch, kissing and licking, sucking up every bit of fluid that had seeped from your aroused cunt, before going to the well itself. Her nimble fingers parted your puffy lips, she pressed her greedy mouth firmly against your open pussy, and drove her tongue deep into your aching hole. You screamed in pleasure as the sudden intrusion sent an orgasm coursing through you, causing your fluids to spill forth onto her waiting tongue. She sucked it up hungrily, the slurping sounds audible amongst your moans, and I could tell right then that this wasn’t going to be her last time eating pussy. Her nose and chin were covered with your juice, and she continued on, unable to get enough. She started wiggling her ass in your face, begging for more of your tongue. Which you quickly gave to her! You licked up and down the length of her slit a couple times and then drove your tongue as deep into her slick hole as it could go, mashing your face tight against her ass-cheeks. She let out a muffled cry, her head still between your thighs, and began to grind her butt back against you. You swirled your tongue around her sopping hole, probing every corner and crevice, tasting every bit of her you could reach. I was entranced. This was better than I’d ever dared to dream for. In fact, this was the most incredible thing I’d ever seen. It was so sexy, yet at the same time so naughty. I was still slowly stroking my cock, and I could feel an orgasm beginning to build deep inside of me. My whole body was tingling and throbbing with pleasure from the show I was watching, and I knew that this orgasm was going to be special. I slowed off even more, gripping myself tightly, holding it back. I wanted this to last; I wanted to cum together with the two of you. You suddenly hissed, and I knew that she had found your clit. “Yes! Yessss, ooohh. . .” you cried, trailing off into unintelligible gasps and moans, as your body began to buck wildly beneath her. Feveredly, you sought out her own little button, and clamped you mouth firmly around it, determined to give as good as you got. A primal moan escaped her lips, as you sucked her clit in between your lips and began lashing it with your tongue. She continued to grind her pussy against your face, your nose now being placed perfectly to spear in and out of her dripping hole. Indeed, you pushed forward to meet each thrust, driving your nose into her slit like a miniature cock, fucking her with it while never once letting her clit slip from your mouth. Each time you pulled back, I could see her juices glistening wetly across the whole lower half of your face and actually dripping from your chin down your neck. Meanwhile, she was still sucking your clit as well, and had started driving two fingers in and out of your flowing cunt. The room was awash with the sounds of your lovemaking. Your beautiful bare bodies were glistening with sweat and pussy juice. I could tell from your heightened cries and frantic movements that it wasn’t going to be long before you both came. My own orgasm was building powerfully inside of me, and I knew that there was no holding it back this time. Indeed, moments later I popped off one of the biggest orgasms of my life, as you both let out almost simultaneous screams and spilt forth your milky white cum onto each other’s face. I watched, covered in my own cum, as spasm after spasm rocked through your bodies; triggered one after another by your nimble tongues as they hurried to lick up the wet treat spewing from between each other’s legs. It went on and on, seemingly lasting for minutes, until you both finally collapsed against each other, quivering from head to toe, completely drained. “Oh Katie Jo, that was incredible,” she murmured, running her tongue lightly down your pussy lips, not realizing what she had just done. You did though, and you froze immediately as you recognized your friend’s voice. “Ashley?” END OF PART 1 Her First Time CHAPTER ONE A blind date. Anyone ever had one? It had been arranged by a mutual acquaintance for me to meet Julie at the country railway station on Friday at 4.30. She would be dressed in purple and she has brown hair. I left work early, drove into the city and parked the car. I made it to the station just on 4.30 and recognised her, except that her hair was black and her skin was brown. She was Julie from Africa, here on holiday. She called herself coloured and explained that she was ‘half African and half white’. I couldn’t disagree with that. She was here on holiday and was staying with her sister in the country. I used to work in the city centre many years ago, and remembered a hotel with a private bar not too far from the station. I bought drinks, soft drink for her, light beer for me. We talked, I don’t know about what. From this time on I was enchanted. With her sweet voice, her delightful accent, her dark skin, and something else. Sexual naivety – it was that obvious. I had heard of love at first sight, but up until now I didn’t know what love was. The next day, looking back on it, I knew I was in love, and everyone who knew me also knew I was in love. After we finished our drinks, I asked Julie what she wanted to do. She said that her sister had booked her a hotel room near the station. I suggested a meal and a movie. We grabbed her bags from the station, and checked into the hotel. The hotel room was typically cramped, with little more than a double bed, some other furniture, and a bathroom. I removed my suit jacket and my tie and used the bathroom to freshen up a bit. I lay on the bed waiting for Julie to finish her turn in the bathroom. She returned and lay beside me. We got up close, held each other tight, kissing despite being almost fully clothed. It wasn’t really comfortable, so I kicked of my shoes and socks, and loosened my trousers. I suggested to Julie that she might be more comfortable if she lost the dress. I stripped off some more and before long we were in our underwear. At this point, Julie confided that she had never ‘been’ with a man before. Despite being mid 20’s, she was a virgin. From my first sexual encounter with a lady in her 30’s, all of my sexual partners had been experienced. This was a turn up. Julie told me not to worry as her sister had got her birth control tablets before she left home (Africa). Clearly she was planning a holiday romance. Nonetheless, her stepmother had also filled her with unfortunate stories about how painful first time sex is. I didn’t know, I hadn’t been near a virgin. At least I hoped I knew enough to work this one out. We got rid of the last of our clothes and lay on the bed naked. She was not a classic beauty, she had an African body shape with smaller but firm breasts, and larger hips and legs. I held her and comforted and reassured her that everything was allright and she was going to end up enjoying this. Even so, I could feel her tension. I let my hand move down towards her thighs and stroked them, gradually moving up to her pussy, which was trimmed with coarse African-style hair. I gently stroked her lips with my fingers, working up to her clitoris, stroking that. I went to go down on her and she was horrified. Ah well, this is going to be tough. I guided her hand to my erection, and wrapped her fingers around me. At the same time I stroked and caressed her virginal pussy, gradually feeling her relax with the soft pressure. I gently inserted one digit and she tensed again. I reassured her I knew what I was doing as I started to gently finger fuck her. I could feel the wetness starting to build. I told her that I didn’t really know if it was going to hurt or not, but it would be better if she was as ready as possible. Let me help you and it will be better. I inserted my finger as far as it would go, getting her used to the sensation. Then I inserted a second finger and she seemed to relax a bit more. I fingered her more thoroughly, resting my thumb on her clitoris and was rewarded as she started to respond. I felt her start to press her harder against my thumb, and I started to stroke her clitoris with it, working with her pressure and reading her responses. We went on like this for quite a while until I thought her ready. I then gently spread her legs, lay between her and told her to guide me in. I slowly pressed forward, not knowing what to expect. Julie was still tense and a little tight, but I went slowly until I was all the way in. I then slowly drew out and repeated, letting her get used to the sensation. She started to respond, clearly her stepmothers stories were not going to be played out. I started to build up a very slow and gentle rhythm, pausing with each stroke. Julie started to bend her legs to take more of me and wrapping her arms around my waist (making it awfully difficult). I gently disentangled her arms and placed them on my buttocks as I still kept slowly stroking in and out of that virginal pussy. I started to pick up the pace a bit, she was okay. It had been some time since I had sex and I knew I wasn’t going to last. I could feel the tension building and I picked up the pace even more. Normally I can last almost as long as I like, but this was different. I felt that tingling start and before I knew it I came in a huge torrent inside her. I was relieved of my sexual tension, and she was relieved of her virginity. Things could only improve. CHAPTER TWO After dinner and a movie, we returned to the hotel room and shared the double bed. Next morning, I awoke with the unfamiliar noises of the city. We talked a bit, and I suggested we should take advantage of the opportunity and advance her learning beyond yesterdays first encounter. Before we started, I suggested that there is more to sex than inserting the penis into the vagina. There is a whole world of pleasure for those who seek it. Oral sex with someone who is special is just the start, but a very good place to start it would be. She looked doubtful, but agreed to try it once we had a showered. I showered quickly and returned to the bed, awaiting her. We started gently again, kissing and hugging. I started to move my hand to her firm arse and squeezed it and stroked it. I worked my way around until I reached her pussy again. I started on her clitoris, which was already enlarged and ready for me. I followed my hand with kisses down her stomach until I reached her womanhood. I looked up at her, and was not sure of the expression, but I went down on her in any case. As I started with her lips, she didn’t seem to be responding, but after a while I could feel the wetness and a musky smell of arousal. I moved up to her clit, stroking it with my tongue and then taking it with my lips. Pleasure started to outweigh guilt, and Julie started to respond, arching her back and moving her hips so that I was in the right position. Gently I inserted a finger, then another. She was really getting aroused at this stage. I sucked and stroked her clit and fingered her pussy until it was sopping wet. Even though she seemed to be getting close to the edge, something was holding her back and she seemed unable to cum. Different position, lying on her back with me intertwined. I want to last this time, and missionary is not the best way for me. This time she is much more relaxed as she guides me into her not quite virginal pussy. I start thrusting slowly and move my hand to her clitoris. I start to stimulate it and she reaches down to stop me. I tell her to relax, it is not necessarily one or the other, and she lets me continue. I continue to thrust, and to stimulate her. It is a magic position. Her pussy is warm, wet, tight and I can feel my manhood just millimetres away from my fingers on her clit. Julie starts to squirm, the dual sensations of me being inside her and also my fingers start to take effect. After quite a while, I suggest we change, with her on top. As I stay inside her, I explain to her how the position works. I withdraw myself, slick with her juices, and lay on my back as she straddles me and guides me in. At first she doesn’t move, so I start the process by slowly thrusting upward. I grab her tight arse and gently guide to match me. After a while, she gets it and starts to move on her own. On and on we go, making up for yesterdays brief fuck. I feel her get the rhythm, and the inhibitions are gradually dropping away. All of a sudden she gasps and I feel her squeeze me harder. Did she cum? Seems like it. In any case, it’s my turn as I feel the familiar sensation building up. I continue to thrust, harder and harder. I take over her arse again, guiding her to match my now frantic strokes as I get closer and closer. Ecstasy. A torrent floods out as my penis spasms and spasms again with waves of pleasure. I fill her up for the second time. Afterwards, after she had cleaned up, I asked her if she had cum while she was on top and she said she did. Perhaps teaching her pleasure is going to be less hard after all. Her First Time Please note...although this is the second story written, it is in fact our first adventure. All of the tales written have actually happened, sometimes embellished slightly in order to help along their readability. Hope that you enjoy... Some time ago, my wife and I were in my old hometown in South Florida for a friend's wedding. Coincidentally, my birthday fell just afterwards while we were still there. On the day of my birthday we arranged to pick up an old friend of mine. After some shopping at the local mall, we asked him if he would join us for dinner, he gladly accepted and we got back into the car for the thirty minute drive to the desired restaurant. To give you a little background information, my wife and I had fantasized about a threesome with this particular friend on numerous occasions during sex, but she wasn't quite sure if she could actually go through with it. She did at least agree to flash him during our afternoon out, enough to get an idea of his reaction, to see if he showed an interest in her charms. To this end, she was dressed in a white off the shoulder peasant blouse, the thin cotton barely concealed her large dark areola. She also wore a denim mini skirt that buttoned completely up the front, underneath these items she wore absolutely nothing. No bra, panties, or pantyhose conspired to conceal her most tender places. Once we were on the highway headed towards dinner, my wife, seated in the back seat of our rental car, began to rub some moisturizing lotion into her thighs, claiming that the harsh South Florida summer sun was drying them out. As she did this my friend turned back towards her to pick up the conversation and quickly realized that her actions left her legs slightly parted and her glistening slit in plain view. At the moment he was grateful for his sunglasses that allowed him to stare directly at her most private place without appearing to. The remainder of our drive was uneventful though enjoyable, when he would turn back towards her she would always manage to part her legs slightly to allow just a peek. At dinner my wife and I began suggesting to him that there were a number of eligible women in Pennsylvania that we could introduce him to if he was interested in coming up for a visit. Along those lines I suggested that we should take a few pictures of him to show around to all of those bachelorettes. After dinner we stopped at a liquor store for a strong bottle of wine to help my wife's courage, in hindsight I think that it was at that moment that she decided to herself that she would go through with our plan, but wanted the wine to help her keep her inhibitions at bay. She suggested that we stop at a local bar for a couple of rounds of shots to continue my birthday celebration. Once at the bar I only drank a couple of beers, preferring to savor the moment and not have it blurred by kamikazis. I did make sure that her glass was always full. Eventually we made it back to where we were staying, I poured a glass of wine for my wife and our guest and settled down to relax, by this point it was about ten or eleven o'clock and everyone was enjoying themselves. At about midnight I suggested that we go ahead and take a few pictures of my friend for all of those eligible women up north. He agreed and we got started, he asked if he should provide some "cheesecake" poses, seeing nervous anticipation in my wife's face, I told him to take off as much of his clothing as he was comfortable with. We took several shots of him in various stages of undress until he stood before us completely nude. In spite of the amount of alcohol that she had consumed, she was still very embarrassed by the situation that she now found herself in. She would only steal furtive glances at his unclothed body, a rosy blush overcoming her cheeks. When she did take a moment to notice, she became aware that his cock was about the same length as mine at about seven inches, but that his was much thicker, at that moment she knew that she would be in for a special night of sexual excess. After denying several suggestions to sit next to our guest on the couch, she suggested that I should remove my clothing as well. Without hesitation, I stripped and took a seat at the other end of the couch from my friend, leaving room for my wife if she should care to sit between us. Some time passed and the situation began to stagnate, I knew something would have to be done soon to keep things moving. I got up and moved in front of my wife's recliner and again tried to coax her over to the couch. Again she blushed and her own nervousness overcame her. She allowed me to unbutton her skirt, a nervous chuckle escaping her lips as her cheeks flushed darkly, until it was completely open. She was nude from the waist down and her slightly parted legs couldn't conceal the fact that she was extremely aroused, but still absolutely embarrassed. One o'clock in the morning arrived and she rose to go to the bathroom, I was convinced by this point that nothing more would happen that night and dejectedly took her place in the bathroom once she was finished. I continued to convince myself that the night was near it's end and I began to step out of the bathroom feeling disappointed. As I turned towards the living room my breath was taken away by the sight of my wife and friend locked in a passionate embrace on the couch. Their lips were joined in a lasting kiss, tongues exploring each others as his free hand began to slip between her legs. Once I got over my initial surprise, I stepped up and coaxed her blouse off of her, fondling and nibbling at her hard, excited nipples. He slid down between her legs and began to tease her swollen clit with his tongue until she pulled his face firmly to her sex and came for the first of many times that night. In the midst of her throes of passion I retrieved a handful of condoms, handing one to our guest as her ecstacy ebbed. Within moments he had it on and began to mount my wife. The thickness of his erect cock slowly stretched the lips and walls of my wife's pussy as he pushed ever deeper. Once she had accommodated his length and girth, he began a slow, driving rhythm that caused her to moan and sigh in satisfaction. Within minutes her wetness allowed her to more easily accept his desire. Recognizing her comfort he repositioned her so that she was facing the couch, on her knees, allowing him to reenter from behind, doggy style. My delight at the goings on was unmistakable as I urged him on, telling him to "fuck her hard and well, just the way she likes it". With my enthusiastic coaxing, he picked up the pace and strength of his thrusts until she was pleading with pleasure. At that pace I knew that he wouldn't last long, so I prepared myself to take his place and shortly the spasming walls of her cunt caused him to let loose with groans of lust and a load that filled his sheath.Quickly we switched places and I started right in with a frantic pace and my wife's chain of continuous orgasm continued unabated. Before the night ended with the three of us falling into a contented slumber, my wife had been thoroughly fucked six times, including once where she impaled her pussy onto him from above and I drove my cock into her ass from behind at the same time. All in all it was a night to remember, the few photos that I took of our debauchery always bring a smile to my face and a stirring to my crotch. One day the three of us would have a chance to relive our evening of wanton sex, but for the moment all of us had very fond memories. Her First Time "Are you sure you want to do this?" you breathe in my ear. "Your first time should be special." "But it is special with you," I whispered. "Ok, if you are sure." You lean over on top of me and hold my face to yours, kissing me passionately. Slowly you unbutton my shirt, kissing my chest as you move farther and farther down. Looking up at me, you slowly smile as you get down to the last button and remove my shirt altogether. Then your eyes come upon my lacy red satin bra. "Are you sure?" you ask me one last time. "Yes, I love you." You show me your gorgeous smile again, as you say softly, "I love you too." Then you reach under me and unclasp my bra, pulling it off me completely. Your eyes roam over me, exploring your newfound treasure. "you're beautiful," you say to me softly. I flush slightly, as you have never seen me bare-chested before. I unbutton your shirt with my teeth, gently, but firmly, and pull it off once it is totally unbuttoned. I run my fingers across your chest. You return the favor, stopping at my rosy nipples. They instantly turn hard at your touch. We start to kiss more passionately, your tongue exploring my mouth. I can feel your hardness pressing up against my leg. You bend your head down, breaking the kiss. Slowly, you run your tongue around my nipples, taking turns between them. You continue to swirl your tongue around them, avoiding it. I moan, "oooh baby, yes" then you start sucking on a nipple, biting it gently, then the other, switching. You feel a moistness against your leg, and realize its me. Slowly, you push off my skirt. Then you circle my slit through the cotton fabric of my underwear. Through the fabric, you gently pinch my clit. "Ooooh oooh" I start to have my first orgasm. You remove my underwear and start to circle my slit again, then go outwards. Your hands touch my milky thighs, and trace tiny circles closer and closer again, then farther away. Without warning, you plunge a finger into my slit, while I moan, then you quickly take it out. I gasp in surprise. Slowly you slide down, until your mouth is level with my mound. Your tongue reaches out and flicks my clit gently, then harder. You push your tongue deeper, deeper, until I am screaming out in pleasure. You remember something you heard, where to find a woman's g-spot, and swirl your tongue to that exact spot. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" I scream out as I orgasm, a shudder runs through my body. You look up, your mouth glistening with my juices. Then you kiss me deeply, and I taste my own juices on your tongue, and in your mouth. "I need to reward you, baby, for giving me so much pleasure." So I pull down your pants, with newfound animal magnetism. Next, I pull down your boxers, and gasp. You are hard, and must be at least 11 inches long!! I take as much of you as I can slowly into my mouth, until you hit the back of my throat. I gag slightly, but ignore it, and start bobbing up and down. Then, I swirl my tongue all around your length, taking you slowly out of my mouth, then getting faster. You start to moan, and I bite down really quickly, not too hard, not too soft. You gasp and your seed starts spurting into my mouth, catching me off-guard.I swallow all of it, then lick the last of your cum off of your manhood, letting you out of my mouth. "Are you ready?" you ask my softly. "Yes, I am" I respond. You nod, and climb back on the bed. Slowly, you get on top of me. I can feel your body pressing on top of mine, my heat evident. All clothing on the ground, we are naked against one another. You are hard again, and I feel you lining up with my slit. Inch by inch, you work in. Shortly, you feel a resistance. "Your cherry," you think to yourself. But you continue pushing, my cherry is broken. Tears stram down my cheeks. "I'm hurting you. Should we stop?" you ask. "No, no, go on" I say. So you pull out of me, then slowly back in, again and again. My pain starts to turn to pleasure, and you can tell. My muscles contract around you, pulling you in deeper. We start going with more passion. Faster and faster, the headboard clanging against the wall like a shotgun. Over and over. You are about to cum, so you start pulling out. "No, don't. I've been taking birth control. You can cum inside me, baby. I want you to." So you slide in. We start going again. You slide almost all the way out, then back in again. All of a sudden, you feel like you are going to cum again. You hold me and push inside of me deeper than ever before, shooting up into me. I can feel your seed deep inside of me. You and I relax together, and lay down inside of the sheets. "I love you" you say, stroking me lovingly. "I love you too baby" We fall asleep together, you still inside of me. Note: this is my first story, so please leave comments, tell me if I did good or not. Thanks. Her First Time The time was approaching fast. She was getting a little nervous, jittery even- but was also looking forward to the evening that she had waited almost two weeks for. ‘ I wonder if I should get there a little early and have a Stoli and Cranberry before Master arrives to calm my nerves?’ she thought, ‘ No I better not, just in case He does not approve for some reason’ she decided. She drove herself to the hotel where she was to meet her Master. She went over the check list in her mind- dress, to the thigh stockings, slip, and most important- no panties. That was one of Masters Rules- He was always to have access to ‘His holes’ and she must always be ready for Him. She had her black bag with her. Inside were some scented candles, (She had mentioned to Master that she loved sex by candlelight, and He had agreed with her suggestion) She smiled to herself over that. He had also said He likes certain music too. ‘I wonder what sort of music He meant?’ she thought. She liked rough dirty sex to Marilyn Manson, or AC/DC. Yes- setting was something that she enjoyed creating when she knew she was going to have sex. But suddenly she thought- ‘this isn’t sex like that- This is about His pleasure- If I can please Him then I will be rewarded with His favor and plenty of sex’- her pussy throbbed as she thought back to how hot He made her the first night they met. She also had a black velvet collar and black leather leash that she was to present to her Master for Him to use while training her to please Him. It was time. She waited patiently just where He had told her to in the lobby. She went over Masters Rules in her mind. She didn’t know them verbatim but she knew what they were in general. She knew how she had to greet Him and thought to herself ‘Don’t mess it up this time!’ His kiss had flustered her so much the first time they met, it was all she could do to recall what she needed to say. Master walked into the lobby. He walked up to her and put His hand out to her. She took it and stepped into His arms. She kissed Him on the mouth, then hugged Him and whispered into His ear “How may your cock slut please you Sir?” “By doing exactly as she is told” He said. Then He lead her to the room where He would claim her, mind and body, as His newest slave. She was so wet she couldn’t stand it. “You have 5 minutes to prepare yourself according to My rules and when you see me walk over and stand here, you are to walk over to me and get down on your knees in front of me, and ask again how you can please me- Do you understand slut?” He asked. “Yes” she said. “Yes... What?” He said. “Yes Sir” she whispered. “Good, now- you are wasting time” He growled. She went into the restroom. Quickly she took her dress off, then her bra- keeping her chemise on. Master would allow her to wear whatever she wanted during ‘playtime’, as long as He had access to His holes and tits. ‘He has access alright’ she thought, she touched her fingers to her pussy, it was already so wet, she was tempted to touch her clit- but knew that she would like it too much and besides she would like His touch much more than her own. She put her dress away and rushed out into the main room which was now candlelit, just as her Master turned and walked to the spot He had referred to earlier. She went down on her knees right away. She looked down at the floor. “Look at me sugar” He said. She looked up into his eyes. “Who do you belong to?” He asked. “You Sir” she said. “What do you want to ask me slut?” He said gently. “How may your cock slut please you Sir?” she whispered never breaking away from His gripping gaze. “By doing everything she is told, exactly as she is told” He said. “Yes Sir” she said. He reached down and brushed the straps of her chemise off her shoulders and reached down with both hands fondling her large breasts and pulling on her nipples, causing her to let out a small gasp. He moved his hands and held them out to her saying “Stand up cock whore, its time for you to learn who is Master over you!” She scrambled to her feet. He dragged a chair into the center of the room saying “Come over here slave, I want you to hold onto the back of this chair, place your feet here and bend over slightly, If you move from this spot you will be punished- understand slut?” “Yesss. . Sir” she said as she assumed the position He had indicated. She gripped the chair with both hands. “Spread your legs about a foot apart and bend over more” He demanded. She quickly did as she was told. He walked around to face her, and reaching down He gently took her chin in His hand and brought His mouth down upon hers, kissing her deeply. She responded in kind, but made sure not to move in case she displeased Him. “What an obedient slave you are” He said. Then He walked around to the back of the chair. He touched her back, and pulled gently on her hair. Suddenly he wrapped most of her long red hair around His hand and pulled her head back just slightly. His other hand on her ass which was conveniently exposed with her bending over as she was. Smack! He landed a stinging spank to her right ass cheek. She startled and jumped but His hand holding her hair prevented her from moving too much. “Remember My pet” He said- “I told you not to move from this position”. Smack, Smack, Smack- over and over. He let go of her hair and she dropped her head down a little. He rubbed her skin lightly where He had spanked her so soundly a moment ago. She held her breath. Smack! “Who do you belong to slave?” He demanded. “You Sir”, she whimpered. Smack! “Who will you obey without question?” He asked. “You”, she said, finding her voice. Smack! Smack! “Who slut?” he said slowly. “Yyyou Sir!” she stammered, biting her lip against the sting. A soft moan escaped her lips. “Did you say something my pretty whore?” He asked. “Is there something you want?” “I, I, I uhhhh” she stuttered. “Yes? What is it My sweet?” He said with feigned concern. “I was thinking how much I wanted you to touch my pussy Sir” she finally said. “Oh?” He said. He slid His hand off her ass and down to her pussy which He found was soaking wet. He slid two fingers deep inside her, she moaned in pleasure. He pushed them deeper and moved them a bit and reaching around He squeezed her nipples, her legs became weak- she wanted to cum and almost was. “Who is your Master slut?” He asked. “Ohhh, you are Sir” she purred with passion “Mmmmmm” escaped from her lips as she felt herself about to cum. “Not so fast my cock sucking little whore” He said suddenly, pulling His fingers out of her sopping pussy. “You must learn to please me before you can gain your own pleasure”. Her mind was racing, she was panting hard and ready to cum-‘No!’ she thought, 'Please, please- I want to cum now, perhaps she could entice him into letting her cum, she could try her prettiest pout and. . . . ' “Whore- You are NOT to think of your own pleasure! Walk over to the bed and kneel down in front of it” He demanded. She did as she was told, wondering how He had known her thoughts. He stood in front of her, His pants already undone. “Do you want to suck My cock slave?” He said sliding His pants off. “Oh yes Sir” she said eagerly. His cock was hard and ready for her lips. He had great thighs too; she had noticed that in the photos He had sent her weeks ago. She licked her lips in anticipation. “Open your mouth and hold your tongue out a little, and keep your hands at your sides” He said. She did so. “Do exactly as I tell you” He said sternly. “You are not to suck my cock until I tell you to” He said. And He placed His hard cock on her tongue. Her first reaction was to wrap her hands around it and begin to suck it with abandon like she wanted to. “Did you hear me the first time you cock loving slut?” He scolded. She dropped her hands back to her sides. He began to fuck her mouth slowly at first and then a little faster, He pushed his cock all the way down her throat and held it there, she moaned slightly, and without thinking brought her hands up and lightly ran her nails down His thighs. “You have disobeyed me slut, I can see that you want nothing more than to suck my cock, so I want you to beg me to let you suck it” He said, pulling His cock out of her mouth. He sat on the edge of the bed and stroked it slowly. She looked at it and then at Him, and said “Please Sir, I am sorry I disobeyed. Please let me suck your cock”. He reached over and squeezed her nipples. “Perhaps we should use some nipple clamps on you slut, the kind with the little chain between them so I can pull on it to tease you?” He questioned. “Yes Sir, if that would please you Sir. But would it please you now for me to suck your cock?” she asked. “Yes it would” He said She took His cock in and out of her mouth, both of them moaning with pleasure until He finally came had down her throat. She swallowed it all, not spilling a drop. He moved up to the head of the bed, “Come up here slave” He said gently. She moved up and into His open arms, laying her head on His chest. He held her hand and rubbed it gently- something that He knew made her hot. She sighed- her pussy was throbbing and she was horny as hell. He laughed quietly. . “Is my little slut feeling neglected?” He looked at her.., “No Sir, but, well...” she started. “You want me to fuck you don’t you My pet?” You want to feel your Master’s cock deep inside your pussy?” He said as he slid two fingers into her pussy. “Oh! Yes Sir” she sighed. He kissed her deeply and wiggled his fingers deep inside her, pushing them in a bit deeper still. She moaned with pleasure and the more He wiggled His fingers the louder she moaned, He continued to kiss her deeply and she promptly came all over His fingers. “Thank you Sir” she said breathless. “Not so fast my little slut, I am far from through with you” He said. “Get onto your hands and knees slave” he said suddenly. She did as she was told. He positioned himself behind her. “Spread your legs wider slut” He ordered, and she quickly did so. He ran his fingers across her wet pussy, teasing her clit. Then He rubbed the head of His cock on her pussy. “Alright my sweet whore, let me see how good your pussy feels to my big, hard cock” He said as He drove it into her hard and deep. “Ohhh, Yesss” she hissed, practically cuming on His first stroke. He fucked her hard and deep, pulling her hair on occasion and asking her “Whose personal fuck toy she was?” or “Who owns this pussy that He was fucking?” She could barely manage to say “Yours Sir”, or “You do Sir”, she was panting so hard. Then He would slow His strokes down and lean over and whisper in her ear. He told her how ‘she was His slave who only needed to think about how she could please Him.’ ‘She was His possession, His property and He was Master over her in every way.’ She listened to His words, to His voice. ‘Does He know how hot it makes me to be talked to while being fucked?’ she thought. She loved His voice; it made her hot just to hear it. He plunged deep inside her and she came over and over, all over His cock. ‘Yeah’ He thought, ‘she is multi orgasmic just like she said’ He smirked to Himself, and landed a few stinging spanks on her ass, she moaned with pleasure, and He came hard. Master told her to lie back on the bed. He kissed her mouth, her lips still pink and puffy from sucking His cock earlier like such a sweet little slut. She lay still just kissing Him, wanting more. ‘She always wanted more when it came to great sex’ she thought. His mouth moved from her lips to her nipples. He licked and sucked each one, making her squirm and sigh. “You little slut” Master chuckled, “You just can’t get enough can you my sweet red haired whore?” “No, Sir, I mean Yes Sir, I mean I will always want more of giving you pleasure Sir” she purred. He moved between her legs “Spread your legs slave, and don’t move from this position” He said and began to slowly lick her pussy. Whenever His tongue would flick her clit, she would quiver slightly. Soon He concentrated all his efforts there. She wiggled with pleasure. “Oh... Sir, Yesss” she sighed. He inserted two fingers into her well fucked pussy, and heard her take a sharp breath “Ohhhh” she said. She held very still, hardly breathing. ‘He is going to make me cum’ she thought. His simultaneous licking of her clit and fingering her pussy so deep was wonderful. “Yessss, Oh please don’t stop Sir” she whispered. “More, yes. . .” She didn’t move, instead she waited and felt that wonderful all over hot flush that happens when she has one of those ‘inside n out’ orgasms. She let His tongue stay on her clit as long as she could stand it, but once the orgasm reached its crest she couldn’t stand it another minute. Her back arched and she pulled away from His tongue a bit, she had to, her orgasm was too intense. “Ohhhh Yesssss!!” she cried out. He stopped and watched her. She continued to moan and pant and have small orgasms until they finally subsided. “Sir please don’t be angry with me for pulling away without permission” she pleaded. “I cum really hard in that manner and well, it is so intense that you have to stop when I howl that way” she said biting her lower lip and looking at Him to see if He was displeased. “I will remember that slave, but you disobeyed me and so you must be punished” He decided. He stood up and said “Kneel in front of me slut”. She looked at Him wondering if she should try to disobey, but decided that she would behave. She knelt in front of Him. He placed her collar around her neck and attached it on the first hole, a perfect fit. He took the leash and put it under His foot, pulling her head to the floor. “Lean on your arms and keep your ass up whore” He said sternly. She obeyed and could not move if she wanted to. Smack! Smack! Smack! He spanked in succession, stinging blows a bit harder than the first ones of the evening. “Whose slave bitch are you?” He asked his voice hard and demanding. “Who will you obey no matter what?” “Who will fuck you as much as He wants, whenever He wants?” He asked. “You Sir” she said, her voice small. “You will never disobey me”, He growled. Smack! “You belong to me don’t you my sweet slut?” He asked. “You will fuck me and suck my cock and serve me as I please- Do you understand whore?” He said landing a final stinging spank on her now very red ass. “Oh Yes Sir” she answered, a slight smile in her voice. She was indeed fortunate to have such a caring Master. Her First Time I had to go to a meeting out of town with one of the companies I represent, and Linda decided that she wanted to go with me. Usually she doesn’t even want to think about going, saying how boring they were, but this time she said she just needed to get out of town. The first two nights we were there were just the usual group dinners and activities. On the third night we were free to do what we wanted to do. I rented a car and we drove across town to a nice Italian restaurant that was one of my favorites when I was in town. We had a fun dinner and drank a couple of bottles of wine, and feeling very relaxed, got back in the car. Linda looked over and grinned and said, “Well now…what’s next?” I shrugged and said, “I don’t know – what are you up for?” We went back and forth with the usual ‘I don’t care’ and ‘whatever you want to do,’ so we weren’t making much progress. We approached a traffic light and as I slowed down, I saw up the way a nice gentlemen’s club that the guys usually went to when we were in town. I pointed it out to Linda.’’ “Well, we could always go there. You’ve always said that you wanted to see what one was like on the inside. Now here’s your chance – you’re out of town and won’t run into anyone you know.” She looked over at me and said, “I’ll bet you planned to drive back this way, hoping you could get me in there, didn’t you?” I just grinned and said, “Now would I ever do anything like that? You know me better than that.” She laughed and said, “That’s why I said it, because I DO know you. But that’s why I love you, hon. OK, I’ll go…but only for a little while.” My heart jumped as she agreed, and I pulled the car into the parking lot and came to a stop. I leaned over and kissed her and said, “I’ll bet you will enjoy it.” “I know you will,” she laughed, as we went inside. It took us a few minutes for our eyes to adjust to the lower lighting. I looked at the stage first, of course, and saw one of the dancers parading around in a tiny g-string. Linda saw it too and said to me, “I told you that you would enjoy it.” One of the waitresses sat us at a table that was about fifteen feet from the stage, and then left to get our drinks. I watched Linda as she looked all around, looking at all the customers that were there, and watching the dancer as she completed her set. She looked at me and said, “So this is what it’s all about, huh?” As the next dancer came on the stage, I grinned and said, “That’s about it,” and turned my attention to the new dancer. Our chairs were close together and I slipped my arm around Linda’s shoulders as we watched. The dancer slowly removed her top, and then stepped out of her bottoms, leaving her in just the g-string. She made her way over to the edge of the stage where there were some guys waiting to give her a dollar. She went through the usual routine, rubbing her breasts in their faces and the like, and then moving on to the next one. Linda watched her, then turned to me and said, “OK, so they give her a dollar and she rubs her boobs in her face – what’s the big deal?” I laughed and said, “I guess that is the attraction of it all. But some of these guys think that they are going to be able to hook up with her later, but I don’t think that is going to happen. Nothing wrong with a little fun, though.” We got another drink and watched a few more dancers, and then one came out that I had seen on previous visits to the club. She was a knockout, with an almost perfect body, and was one of the more popular dancers there. Even Linda noticed, and said to me, “Wow, is she built or what?” I nodded, and we both watched as she began to strip down. I decided to give Linda a little test on how much she was enjoying the show. I reached into my pocket and took out a couple of dollar bills. I laid them down in front of Linda and said, “Here – take a dollar and go up and tip her.” Linda immediately looked at me and said, “You are crazy, you know. I’m not going to do that…that’s just what the guys do.” I reminded her that there had been a couple of girls earlier that had tipped the dancers, and that it was perfectly OK to do so. She looked at the stage and back at me, and then sighed. “OK, but only if you go up there with me.” I just grinned at her and then stood up to help her out of her chair. We walked up to the stage together and stood there as the dancer made her rounds. I gave Linda the dollar as she approached us, smiling. She immediately went right in front of Linda and moved seductively in front of her. She dropped to her knees so that both of their eyes were on almost the same level. She leaned in to Linda and let her long brown hair fall over Linda’s face, then took her hands and ran them down Linda’s back. Linda glanced over at me, not sure of what to expect, and I just gave her a reassuring smile. The dancer leaned back a bit, then moved her hands to Linda’s shoulders and began to move them down her chest until they were resting on Linda’s breasts. The dancer gave them a long squeeze, and then moved them to her waist. I was watching intently as she moved her hands slightly under Linda’s sweater. She quickly looked at me as I could see her hands moving higher, and then in a split second, she had lifted Linda’s sweater and bra over her breasts, letting them bounce free, exposing them for anyone who had a good seat to see. Evidently quite a few customers had a good view, as a cheer went up from some of the crowd. I felt a stirring in my crotch as I looked at Linda’s naked breasts, but then the dancer quickly pulled the sweater back down. She gave Linda a quick peck on the cheek as the song ended, and then began to pick up her money and leave the stage. I put my arm around Linda as we walked back to our table and whispered to her, “Now that wasn’t so bad was it?” We sat down and Linda took a long sip of her drink. I could see that her neck and upper chest above the v-neck of the sweater were flushed, which usually happened when she was excited. She finally smiled at me and said, “No, it wasn’t so bad going up there, but I didn’t know she was going to do that.” I laughed as a couple of younger guys walked past our table and dropped a couple of dollars on the table in front of Linda. She looked up at them as one of them said, “Nice tits,” and they moved back over to where they were sitting. Linda’s face had turned slightly red, and I said, “See, you’re a star now. They loved you.” She shook her head at me and said, “You are so bad…you know that don’t you?” We watched another couple of dancers, and then the one that Linda had tipped came over to our table and sat down in one of the empty chairs. “Hi, I’m Kristi.” Looking over at Linda she said, “I hope you didn’t mind what I did up there. I haven’t had any girls complain too much about it before, and if you noticed, the guys in here really love it. It definitely helps on the tips.” I said, “I could tell that – even Linda had a couple of people bring over a couple of dollars.” Linda looked at Kristi and said, “No, I didn’t mind too much. It just took me by surprise. But I guess it’s no different than being on the beaches in Jamaica. This is my first time here, so I didn’t know what to expect.” Kristi smiled and said, “So it’s your first time, huh? Are you having a good time?” Linda grinned and looked at me and said, “It is kind of fun – a little different, but still fun.” We all three turned our attention to the dancer on the stage, and when she was done, Kristi turned and said, “Can I interest you in a lap dance?” I looked over at Linda and said, “No, probably not this time.” Linda then asked Kristi, “How much are they?” I looked at her in disbelief as Kristi said, “Twenty dollars.” Linda pulled a twenty out of her pocket and put it on the table. She leaned over and kissed me and said, “I’ll buy one for you. I want to see what it is all about.” Kristi grinned as she stood and said, “Follow me.” As we followed Kristi to the couches along the back wall, I took Linda’s hand and whispered, “Are you trying to get me in trouble?” She giggled as she kissed my cheek and said, “Don’t enjoy it too much – I’ve got plans for you later on.” Kristi had me sit on the couch, then pulled up a chair and faced it toward me for Linda to sit in so she could watch. Kristi then sat in my lap, facing away from me and began to rub her soft ass into my crotch. It didn’t take much of that for me to get even more aroused than I already was. I grinned at Linda over Kristi’s shoulder, and she licked her lips as she looked back at me. After a few moments, Kristi turned around so she was facing me, and as she continued rubbing into my lap, unhooked her little top, letting her full breasts spring free. Her hard nipples were only inches away from my face, and she immediately leaned forward so that they rubbed over my face. I glanced over at Linda who was watching every move intently, and I saw that one of her hands was in her lap. Kristi pressed her breasts into my face and shook, then slowly moved away and stood. She turned around and sat back into my lap, and proceeded to begin rubbing her round ass into my lap. She leaned back until she was against me, and I could see over her shoulder as she took her breasts in her hands and began squeezing them. Her fingers went to her nipples and began to rub and pull on them. I looked over at Linda and saw that her hand was on one of her breasts, and the other hand was in her lap, and it was definitely moving. She appeared to be enjoying watching the dance, and I knew that I was. After a few moments, Kristi slid down my lap until I felt the back of her head in my lap, and she pushed it back against my bulge a couple of times. She then turned toward me and leaned forward again, this time rubbing her face against my erection. I could feel myself growing even harder, and as I stole a glance at Linda, I could see her hand definitely moving between her legs, and her skin was flushed above the vee of her sweater. As Kristi moved upward, she stopped as her breasts reached my crotch and rubbed them in my lap again and again, all the while looking up at me with her sexy smile. She continued up until she was straddling my lap again, and her breasts were against my face, just as she had begun earlier. She pressed herself down against my lap, and I knew that she could feel my erection there. She knew just what to do as she rubbed herself against it, over and over again. Then before I knew it, the music stopped and the dance was over. She leaned forward and kissed my cheek, then got up off of my lap and sat down beside me. I looked over at Linda, and she had kind of a flushed look on her face, and I could tell that she had been turned on watching Kristi’s dance. I was very surprised at what happened next. Kristi looked at me, then looked over at Linda and said, “Now how about you? Would you let me dance for you, too?” Linda quickly shook her head and said, No…not me.” I laughed and quickly pulled out a twenty and said, “Yes…you.” Kristi grinned as I stood up and moved Linda to where I was sitting. Kristi looked at Linda and smiled at her and said, “Don’t worry…I promise you will like it.” The music started again and Linda looked at me with a bit of an apprehension as I grinned at her. Kristi moved over and sat in Linda’s lap, just as she had begun with me. She leaned back against her, and I knew that she was pressing back against Linda’s breasts. Kristi moved up and down on Linda’s lap, and as Linda looked at me over Kristi’s shoulder, I could see that glazed look beginning to appear in her eyes. I felt myself getting harder as I watched this dancer move against my wife. Soon Kristi slid down Linda’s lap to the floor, then turned so that she was on her knees facing Linda. She put her hands on Linda’s knees and then slowly moved them higher and higher up, until they had reached her hips. Kristi then brought them back down the inside of Linda’s legs, pausing briefly to go back up until her fingers were brushing Linda between her legs. Linda’s eyes got a bit wider as she flinched just a little, but then Kristi moved her hands back down to Linda’s knees. She lowered her head to Linda’s leg and then slowly moved it higher until it was against Linda’s crotch. I only had to guess that she was pushing against Linda, because to my surprise, Linda slowly moved her legs farther apart. I could then clearly see that Kristi was rubbing her face against Linda. I was rock hard watching this, and soon found my hand in my lap, slowly moving it against the hard bulge in my lap. I wanted to pull my erection and stroke it, but that would be a sure way to get thrown out, and I definitely did not want to spoil the show I was watching. I watched as Kristi’s hands began to make their way up Linda’s body, running over her sweater until they were resting on her breasts. She began to rub her hands over them, softly squeezing them. I could see Linda was really beginning to squirm now, and when Kristi pinched her nipples through the fabric, I heard a soft moan coming from Linda’s throat. Kristi lowered her head to Linda’s breast and I could clearly see her gently biting Linda’s nipple through the sweater. Linda’s head was leaning back now, her eyes closed, clearly enjoying what Kristi was doing to her. I had the best of both worlds – seeing my wife being pleasured by Kristi, then having a perfect view of Kristi’s ass in front of me. Kristi moved her hands down the front of the sweater until they reached the bottom. She took the material in her hand and began to slowly pull it up. It wasn’t but just a moment until I could see the bottom of Linda’s bra, and Kristi quickly pulled it higher until the bra was in full view. Kristi looked over at me and gave me a quick smile, then pulled the bra up as well, leaving Linda’s breast in full view. Her nipples were harder than I think I had ever seen them, and the flush of her upper chest told me how turned on she really was. Kristi lowered her head and began to rub her face against Linda’s soft breasts. Linda looked me in the eye and I smiled at her. Her eyes then quickly closed and she leaned her head back, and looking back at Kristi, I could see that her tongue was teasing Linda’s nipple…licking it all over, and then briefly sucking it. I heard a moan from Linda, then a bit louder one as Kristi’s hand began to rub between Linda’s legs. I was so hard that it was quite uncomfortable, and I realized that I would come soon if this little show went much further. Kristi’s hand began to move faster against Linda’s crotch, and I could tell that Linda was pushing against it. Then suddenly, the music stopped. Kristi looked back at me, and then gave Linda’s nipple one last lick. She pulled down her bra and sweater, and as Linda’s eyes began to open, leaned up and kissed her lips. She smiled at Linda and said, “Well…did you enjoy it?” Linda slowly nodded her head and Kristi said, “So did I. You guys make sure you come back and see me again.” I nodded as I gave her the money and said, “I sure hope so,” knowing that the chances of that wouldn’t be very good. As Kristi said goodbye and walked away, I reached my hand out to help Linda up and grinned at her. “Wow…that was something wasn’t it?” She looked at me and whispered, “Let’s get out of here.” I nodded and we headed toward the door, and Kristi waved at us as we went by. We got to the car, and as soon as we closed the doors, Linda immediately was all over me. As her lips pressed against mine, her hands were in my lap, quickly unfastening my belt and unsnapping my pants. It didn’t take long until her hand was wrapped around my erection. Our lips parted for an instant, and I said, “Is somebody turned on or what?” Linda was breathing heavily as she whispered, “I am so horny…I’ve got to have you right now.” She moved her hands from my lap just long enough to unfasten her pants, and in one motion, the pants and her thong were on the floor. I could see that her bare pussy was soaked, the moisture glistening on the smooth skin. She was quickly sitting in my lap, and my dick slid right into her soaked pussy in one movement. As she began to move up and down in my lap, I pulled up her sweater and bra to expose her breasts, just like Kristi had done. My mouth immediately had one of her hard nipples in my mouth, and I began to lick and suck it, Linda began to moan quite loudly and as she began to move up and down faster and faster, I released her nipple just long enough to whisper, “Do you like me to suck on your nipples? Did you like it when Kristi did it?” She surprised me by moaning, “Yes…yes…yes. I loved it…please don’t stop.” She began increasing her pace more and more, and I said, “I’m not going to last much longer,” and began thrusting upward to meet her. Linda began groaning and said, “Come on…give it to me.” Almost simultaneously, we both cried out, and I could feel flowing out over me as I shot deep inside her. Linda continued pressing down against me, and I felt like I was coming more than I ever had before. Our orgasms seemed to last forever, until finally we collapse against each other, Linda resting her head on my shoulder. All you could hear was our heavy breathing. When we finally regained our composure, Linda opened her eyes and then kissed me lightly. I grinned at her as she said, “That was incredible. I don’t think I have ever been that turned on before. She then whispered, “I came 3 times while we were inside…once while Kristi was dancing for you, and twice when she was dancing for me.” I laughed and said, “I thought I could tell that you were enjoying yourself. Did you like what she was doing to you?” Linda’s face got a little pink, but she said, “Well, I admit I did. I was a little scared at first, but she really got me hot. She was a very good dancer.” I laughed again as I realized we were still in the parking lot of the club. The windows were all fogged up, so I started the car. “I guess we better get out of here,” I said as Linda climbed off of me. As I put the car in drive, she leaned her head down in my lap and took my softening cock in her mouth. I pulled out of the parking lot as she continued to lick me until I was clean. She sat up and leaned over and kissed my cheek. “Thanks for a fun night…maybe we might do it again sometime.” Her First Time Ok, this is my first story to be submitted here. I hope you all enjoy it and I appreciate any and all comments. And of course, everyone in the story is over the age of 18. He walks into the dimly lit room, seeing the bed surrounded by candles and incense burning on the night stands. The door closes softly behind him, as she wraps her arms around him, pulling his shirt up over his head. She then ties a blind fold securely over his eyes. Her hand slide down his firm chest, stopping to pull lightly on his nipples. Caressing his stomach until they reach the waist of his jeans. Her hands glide lightly over his erection as it strains to get out. her fingers slide up to the button, releasing it, then slowly, she pulls the zipper down. He feels her lips kissing his shoulder and her hard nipples press into his back as her tongue glides over his shoulder blade, up to his neck. She slides her hands into his pants, barely touching his erect cock, as they move to his sides, she pushes his pants down, lifting his feet to get them out of the way. Remaining on her knees, she moves around in front of him, as her fingertips hook into the waistband of his boxers, he feels her hot breath on his taunt stomach. The tip of her tongue quickly penetrates his navel, making him gasp, as his boxers are pulled off his hard body, releasing his smooth hard prick. Her hands glide up his long muscular legs, her lips trailing down his abdomen. She teases the sensitive flesh there wither her mouth, sucking, and nibbling as her hands stroke his inner thighs. His fingers pierce through her hair. She grabs his hands as she stands up, leading him to the bed. Turning his back to it, she pushes him down onto his back pulling his hands up over his head. He feels the cold of the handcuffs as he hears the metal snick of them closing around his wrists. he feels the bed shift, then smells her erotic scent mixed with the incense as her hair cascades onto his thighs. He feels her warmth as she lowers wet pussy to his face his tongue flicks out, tasting her sweet juices for the first time. His cock is swiftly engulfed by her hot mouth, her teeth covered by her lips, the head rubbing the roof of her mouth as her hand wraps around his balls, tugging and squeezing them to the rhythm of her sucking. The head of his cock, penetrates her throat, as his tongue finds her stiff little clit. she starts moaning and rubbing her tongue on the underside of his cock as she grinds her pussy in his face. She sucks hard as her mouth slowly moves up the length of his cock, until it reaches the head. Tonguing it hard she lets it slip out of her mouth as she sits up, moving off of him. She straddles his hips. her hand wraps around his shaft, stroking it from base to head, as she moves into position, she lodges the head in her tight wet pussy, sliding down the length. He tenses up, feeling how impossibly tight she is, and the incredible slickness of her hot cunt surrounding the first two inches of his cock. the head pushes lightly against a slight barrier. Surprised and incredibly aroused by this, he cant keep his hips from flexing, pushing the head past her cherry. She gives a little yelp from the pain, as she slides helplessly down his shaft until he is fully implanted deep inside of her virgin cunt. She sits still for a moment, adjusting to the feel of his hard prick filling her. She rocks forward, rubbing her clit on his pubs, making her tight pussy contract on his cock. Loving the feel of that she grinds her hips into him harder, lifting slightly and coming back down on him, she starts to move faster, coming down on his pole harder and harder, pushing herself head first into an amazing orgasm. Her whole body tenses, the she feels contractions all through her seemingly spreading out from the hard prick buried deep in her pussy. Just as her orgasm starts to recede, she feels his still hard cock twitch, her pussy responds by clutching it harder, she feels him swell and twitch again, as a stream of hot cum bursts into her. He groans loudly, not believing what a good fuck this little virgin turned out to be As he squirts more cum inside her pussy. When she feels him start to soften, she lifts herself off of him. he feels the bed shift as she gets to her feet, senses her moving around the room hearing her as she blows the candles out. She comes over to him, kissing him lightly on the lips. "Thank you." The next thing he hears is the hotel door closing securely behind her as she leaves. Her First Time She walked into the room... more excited than frightened but the fear was real. She could taste it. But it was swallowed up by her hunger to experience what she had been craving, yearning for. All of her life she had been in control... calling the shots, making the decisions. She thrived on doing a job and doing it well. But she craved the freedom of submission in her personal life. She had never given vent to her need until a few months ago when it became over-powering. Fearing she was a freak, she starting surfing the web to understand the emotions she was just now willing to name. And that is where she found Him. There had been a few false starts and a few experiences that had left her shaken before she found Him. But He had calmed her fears, answered her questions. They had met in a safe environment that comforted her. But during the meeting, she discovered a man she knew she could trust. While others may have thought her quick leap of faith was foolhardy, she was certain he was exactly what He claimed to be. It was she who suggested a second meeting in a more private location. He agreed. And now she stood before the door of a motel room. Hand raised to knock, she felt her heart pounding... with fear, anticipation, unanswered questions. He swung the door open after she finally got up the courage to knock loudly enough for Him to hear it. She stepped inside and he enveloped her in a sweet, reassuring hug. They sat, him in a chair, her on the bed, smoked a cigarette and made small talk. He expertly swung the conversation to the reason they were there. She followed his every word. He suggested the signal to go into character would be his placing the collar around her neck. She agreed. And so he did. His next words were expected but they still made her heart still. "Take off your shirt." She dreaded this... her self-confidence about her body simply did not exist. But while his tone was soft and sweet, he meant to be obeyed and she would obey. With a sign, she lifted her shirt over her head. "Now the bra." Again, she blanked her mind and obeyed. Without giving her a break, he said, "The pants." In just a moment she stood naked before him. Without saying another word, he started placing cuffs on her wrists and ankles. As each buckle was fastened, she felt a strange but comforting feeling. While in the midst of being restrained, she felt SAFE. And aroused. She marvelled at the feeling of pure contentment even as she acknowledged the feelings of anticipation. He gently pushed her down so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed. He rubbed her shoulders to help her relax. When he felt her tension starting to leave, he ordered her to undress him. She reached for his shirt and he helped her pull it over his head. She fumbled with his belt buckle and he helped her there as well. But she found the snap to his jeans the zipper and pulled his jeans down. Then she took off his socks. Why did it feel so comfortable to be undressing him? she wondered. But she did not dwell on the question. She felt herself slipping into the moment. All that really mattered was the here and now. He allowed her to touch him. She marvelled at his warm flesh and the strength in his thighs. She tasted his nipples and found herself suckling like a babe. It was wonderful. He gently pulled away and chained her bound wrists to each other behind her back. She could no longer reach him with her hands but she could still taste him. He allowed her to continue nuzzling him and then stopped her. She didn't take the hint and leaned back to his chest again. A sharp slap to her ass pulled her up short. "Why?" she asked. "I didn't give you permission," he said. "You did before." "Yes... before. But not now." She accepted that completely. It made sense. Her ass still stung from the unexpected slap but it felt right. He turned from her and found the nipple clamps. Without explanation, he pulled on one nipple and clamped it and then the other. She gasped... not from pain but from the burst of feeling that ran from her nipples to her cunt. He played with her nipples and she fell into the place where the pain/pleasure took her. After a few minutes, he took the clamps off and told her to get up on the bed and lay on her tummy. He raised her hips and slid a pillow under her, raising her ass even higher. And then he started spanking. Slapping and rubbing. Uneven tempo. Slapping harder then softer. First one check, then the other. Then no pattern at all. She gasped. It felt right. Not just good. Not just pleasurable. But right. He continued the assault... watching her, gaging her reactions. He knew this was her first experience. He wanted it to be right for her. He was so careful but she was already lost in the feelings he was bringing to the surface of her consciousness. He marvelled at her acceptance, her total immersion into the experience. Finally he stopped. He helped her sit up, unchained her wrists and handed her a drink. "Time for a break," he smiled. She felt herself floating back to the reality of sitting up and sipping her drink. She did not want it to be over. He read her mind and assured her they were just taking a break. They talked. He carefully monitored her comments. But he could see no dissatisfaction, no unease. He finally took the bottle from her hands and stood before her. She quickly leaned into him and found his nipple. He placed his hard thigh between her leg and allowed her to hump as he rubbed. All the feelings he had brought to the surface earlier came rushing back as white hot heat between her legs. Her mind leaped into a blaze... no thoughts, only feelings. Hot. Urgent. Pulsing. n the back of her mind she wondered if she was allowed to find sexual release. But she was too far gone to care. She allowed herself to climax... and tried to hide it. But when he asked if she had come, his voice was kind. He had meant to drive her to completion. She relaxed, knowing she had not overstepped herself. It was critical to her that she not disappoint him. But his pleasure in her became apparent when he said he would reward her by allowing her to do whatever she wanted. And what she wanted was to taste him. To take his prick in her mouth and taste his essence. She worried briefly that she would not please him. Her experience in that realm was so limited. But she did so want to please him as well as herself. She asked him to lay down and quickly crawled between his open thighs. Whether she did it right or not, she needed to feel him in her mouth. And she did. It was just as comforting as she knew it would be. God, how she had needed to taste him. When he exploded in her mouth, she smiled. He tasted as good as she knew he would. She carefully licked him and felt his hands in her hair. It was a tender moment and she cherished it. And then it was over. Time to leave. She forced herself to take off the symbols of her submission. The cuffs were so much more than simple restraints. She had come to recognize that somewhere during the session but she could not tell you when. It just was. They dressed and smiled at each other. She left first and walked to her car. She could not think about what she had just experienced. All she could do was be thankful she had done it. Her life was forever changed; she knew that much. A calmness, a sense of peace enveloped her. But she had to allow herself to savor this feeling, to drown in the satisfaction. To recognize that she had reinvented herself as she rediscovered herself. She realized a song was streaming through the back of her mind. She smiled as she started softly singing, "I Am Woman, Hear Me Roar." Her First Time I step out the car onto the pavement, straightening my skirt and corset I bend down and smile at the Man inside. "I'll see You inside Darling," I say then shut the door and turn towards the bar I'm outside of. Taking a deep breath I step inside and look around, smiling as I see her across the room, sitting on her own, she hasn't seen me yet, expecting a couple, not a woman on her own. I walk over, smiling at her nervousness. "Hello Cara," my voice is soft, quiet and reassuring; she looks up in surprise and smiles. "Hello Jo, nice to finally meet you", she replies, a slight edge to her voice, "Are you on your own?" "Nope, He's just gone to park the car; we thought it might be easier for you if I came in first, rather then both at the same time." I smile and look her over. She has short brown hair and a winning smile, more beautiful then her pictures do her credit for. She's wearing a low cut blouse, very flattering on her, but she is still obviously a big, beautiful woman, I smile and laugh, then lean forward at her surprised and worried expression and kiss her softly on the lips. "Master is going to be blown away by you sweetie, you look fabulous". She blushes and I turn, feeling his presence in the room, smiling I wave him over, my handsome, loving Master, I stand briefly to kiss him, before he sits opposite Cara and I, then ask "what would You like to drink Master? Cara?" I take their order and step away, now giving her time to settle down with Master, wanting to make sure she feels comfortable with each of us before both. As I stand at the bar I watch them, both are smiling and laughing and I know He is putting her at ease. I smile to myself, knowing that tonight will be fun. We drink and have a light bite to eat, staying at the bar for about an hour. Then as we drink our coffee, Master says the words I've been waiting for, "Cara, are you willing?" "Yes Sir, I am, I understand that if I leave with you, I will submit to you for this night." I grin, and look at Master, and He nods. Standing I hold out my hand, "come on sis, lets go to the toilet before we go." She looks at me in surprise but stands, and we walk away from Him. "When you go into the toilet, you're to remove your knickers, then when we go back out you are to hand them to him. When He returns them to you, it will signal that your submission to him is at an end, don't worry sis, we're going to take care of you," squeezing her hand gently. She smiles and nods, and slips inside a stall, I wait for her, straightening my corset again and retying the lace at the top, showing more cleavage now, smiling as I think of Masters face. Cara comes out and I smiles at her again. "Ready sis?" she nods and I take her hand again, walking out I spot Master by the door, and walk over to Him, He's carrying her bag and opens the door. "Ready sluts?" he asks smiling as she passes Him her knickers, and his eyes fall on my now displayed tits. I look at her with a grin on my face, "very ready Master", and she echoes me "I'm ready". We all get into the car and He drives us to the hotel, as we discussed He goes up with her, sending me a text to say what floor, and I follow them up, entering the room together. Smiling as He puts the bags down with His back to us I look at her again and can't resist, caressing her cheek gently I tug her gently towards me and kiss her softly on the lips again, slowly deepening the kiss, Master turns and sees us, both eagerly kissing by now, I pause, and look at the look of delight in His face, look back at her, and we both laugh at the view of a Man with a dream come true. Grinning, I grab the kettle, filling it up and making Master a cup of tea, He sits back in a chair and smiles at me nodding slightly as I carry it over to Him. I turn, and walk over to her again, taking her hand I lead her to the bed, and kneel in the middle, motioning her to do the same, I slide my hands around her back, kissing her gently again. My hands move round her sides, sliding up her body I massage her breasts gently, and then slowly start to undo her blouse, sliding it over her shoulders I let it fall to the bed. Then leaning forward again pressing my chest against her breasts, biting gently on her neck as I undo her bra and drop it with the blouse. My head lowers, kissing down, slowly moving closer to her breasts, teasing her I kiss around her nipple, not quite on it. Each time I move my lips to a different spot I blow on it, watching it harden, still not touching it, I move over to her other breast and repeat the process, kissing her beautiful breast, edging ever closer to her nipple, then hearing her breathing get heavier, I blow on her nipple, and in a second, have my lips around it, and sucking hard, hearing her groan in surprise, her hands move to my shoulders, gripping tightly as I feel her sway slightly. Pulling back I look up at her smiling, then gently tweak her nipples before tracing my fingers down her stomach, lightly touching her until they reach the band of her skirt, sliding my hands round the back of her as I lean down and suckle her hard nipple into my mouth, letting it slip down her thighs to reveal her beautiful shaven pussy to me and I lick my lips in anticipation. "Lay down sis", I whisper, and as she moves, I slide the skirt off her, and move all her clothes over to the chair next to Master, I turn to return to the bed, and feel the swat of His belt on my arse, yelping and turning I look at Him, "yes Master, what is your wish Master?" "Why are you still dressed slut? Get your clothes off as well; we don't want Cara feeling uncomfortable." "Yes Master, sorry Master" I say, my hands moving to my corset and expertly unclipping the front, placing it on the chair with Cara's clothes my skirt quickly follows and as I move to place it on the chair as well, Masters hand strokes my pussy gently. "Mmmmm, you are wet slut, does Cara turn you on?" "Oh god yes Master, she is beautiful, please, may I go and taste her lovely pussy, please Master?" He smiles and nods, and I move back to the bed, slipping on it I lay on my side, my head down by her pussy, my hand teases her nipples gently as she starts to explore my body gently and nervously. Stroking her leg gently with one hand I move my head closer, and gently swipe the length of her pussy with my tongue, parting her lips with my fingers, looking into the glistening shine of her wetness I turn my head to look at Master. "Seems this slut is wet too Master". He smiles, and I turn my head back to her, then dive forward, licking at it eagerly, my tongue slipping inside her pussy, listening to her startled moans, knowing that she has never felt this before spurs me on, and I lick and tongue fuck her pussy with eagerness. My free hand teases her nipples, pulling and pinching them as I lick her clit, nibbling and biting on it. Then, sliding my tongue in deep again after only a few minutes of making love to her with my tongue, she cums, her juices run over my tongue and I moan in pleasure, lapping it up as she writhes by my side in pleasure. I roll onto my back, breathing heavily and open my eyes, caressing her leg gently. I turn, laying next to her, and kiss her once again, letting her taste herself on my lips. The kiss deepens, becomes more passionate and I grasp one of her tits in my hand, squeezing, pulling, pinching roughly, swallowing her whimpers of surprise into my mouth. I slap her tit and slip off the bed and walking over to Master and drop to my knees to kiss Him deeply, allowing Him to share her taste. "Master, Your girl asks permission to use this slut." He smiles, surprised by the request, but nods. "Of course darling, I'm quite happy to sit back and watch for a while." I grin, and stand again, moving over to the bags, I place mine on the couch, and pick out a flogger, purple made of thin strands of rubber I flick it through the air. Listening to the satisfying swish I move back to the bed. "Are you willing Cara?" "Yes Mistress, please use me like the slut I am," I smile broadly and give her another brief but satisfying kiss. "On your knees, arse up, head down, quickly girl." She moves. Onto her knees in a flash her legs parted, giving me full view of her beautiful, glistening pussy. I run my hand over her arse gently, teasingly and run a finger over her pussy, watching her shift slightly. I step back, leaving her there for a minute, standing just behind her, silently, watching her shift uncomfortably, unsure of what is going on, lifting the flogger I flick it through the air, she flinches in anticipation of a strike that never comes. I smile, knowing that the silence is worrying her, knowing what is going through her head so I stroke her arse with the flogger, letting the rubber strands caress her. Then lifting it once more I lay a stroke on her, firm but not hard. Using the flogger to warm her bottom and thighs, allowing her relax. Knowing the touch of the flogger is soft, that it is enjoyable, a nice prelude to what is to come. I look over at Master and smile, His eyes are on me and He smiles back, nodding in approval of how I am handling her. Moving my attention back to Cara I pause, running my hands over her arse, feeling the heat rise, she moans at my touch. I resume, striking a little harder now, watching her bottom turn pink and start to redden slightly as she squirms, and moans at the strikes. Sometimes running the flogger down her back after striking, the tickling making her squirm further, sometimes just pulling it off quickly to strike again. I pause, and walk back to the bags, rummaging through I pull out Masters cat, and glance at Him questioningly again. He smiles and nods. Moving back to the bed I smile and run my hands quickly over her arse again, smiling at her intake of breath. I start to whip her with the cat, light and slow to start with but gradually picking up pace and increasing the strength, her moans starting to fill the room. As they get louder I pause, once again turning my attention to Him, "Master, I believe it is time this slut had something in her mouth to silence her, do You have suggestions as to what we can use?" He grins and stands up, "Oh I reckon I can think of something," quickly He strips behind her as I make a deal of rummaging through bags, picking out a blindfold I slip it over her eyes, plunging her into darkness. "Open" He orders her, and she obeys, "are you ready for your gag slut?" She nods and with a smile He plunges His hard cock into her open mouth. She gags in surprise, pulling back slightly, but He grabs her head, holding her to Him. I pick up a camera and snap a few shots of her willing mouth around Master's cock, first passing Master His cat, allowing Him to keep her ass warmed, and to make her squirm a little more on His cock as she sucks Him. I return to the bags, unpacking them onto the couch then picking up the KY and looking at our selection of anal toys, before picking up a long set of beads and the plug, a favorite of Masters. Returning to the bed I squeeze a little of the KY onto her asshole and work it in with my finger, smiling satisfactorily at her muffled moans I slowly start to ease the beads in, making her squirm, unable to avoid them sliding deeper inside. I work them in and out, twisting and rocking them, stretching her hole. Then pulling them quickly and unexpectedly out I replace them with the plug, her muffled sounds make me realize she is relieved to have a plug in and I laugh. Picking up the pump I squeeze it once. She freezes, and I know she is wondering if she is imagining things, I pause, waiting for her to relax again before pumping it up twice more. She moans, shifting and I pump it up further still. Knowing the stretching she now feels is just the wrong side of comfortable I drop the pump and turn the vibrator o full, stepping back, I pick up my flogger and look at Master, "shall we Darling?" I ask. He smiles and we start, striking her alternately, she moans, starting to writhe on the bed beneath us, "Don't forget to suck that cock slut, wouldn't want Master displeased with you now, would we?" I chuckle, her arse starts to redden, and I see she is getting closer to orgasm. Slipping onto my knees beside her I move down close to her ear, "do you want to cum bitch?" she nods desperately, still sucking hard on the cock in her mouth. I slide away, leaving Master to continue fucking her mouth and flogging her. Moving back to the bag of toys, I slip quickly into the strap-on, fitting the larger dildo I turn the vibrator on and before she knows what is happening I slide it deep inside her wet and willing cunt. She groans in surprise and tries to move away, starting to fuck her hard and deep. Master smiles at me and His voice rings out "slut, don't forget you may not cum without permission," as he fucks her mouth, "I'll be kind though, if you make me cum you are allowed to cum at the same time," He smiles, "do you understand?" She nods, sucking hard, making Him groan, he resumes His thrusts more eagerly and I fuck her harder, pushing her into Him. He drops the cat, gripping her hair tight He groans again and thrusts deep, holding His cock there, and bucking against her. She groans, and I feel her cum against me, watching as Master cums deep in her mouth as she cums over my strap-on. Grinning I pull the plug out of her arse, prolonging her orgasm, making her gasp in pleasure. Collapsing she slips down onto the bed, lying, and panting. Slipping the strap-on off I lay down next to her, Master joining us on the other side, and we cuddle close. Slowly drifting off to sleep one by one. Her First Time Thank you to everyone who has enjoyed my stories so far. I appreciate all of the feedback. And to those of you who have not read one of my stories yet, I hope you won't be disappointed. This is purely fictional, but one can dream, can't they? Two on one. It almost wasn't fair. But who had the upper hand, really? Crystal struggled in Marcus's grasp. His powerful arms wrapped themselves around her own, bringing them behind her and making it impossible for her to move her upper half. Still, she had to try. It made the whole thing that much sweeter. That and the fact that it made Marcus push himself closer to her to try and stop her from moving. She could feel his lithe body trying to still her, and it made it all better to writhe against him. Let's not forget the man in front of her. He moved like a panther stalking his prey. Taut muscles rippled under his too-tight tee-shirt. His almond-colored eyes moved over Crystal's body with a mixture of desire and boredom; it was a combination she was sure was only a mask for what he was really feeling. But it was unnerving none the less. "Well, Crystal," Roland said with an evil grin. "I guess you're ours tonight. Marcus, having a little trouble keeping her in line?" His silky voice sent shivers in all of the right places low down in Crystal's body. "She's a little feisty, Roland." "Hmm. I guess we'll just have to give her something to really struggle against." Roland slowly peeled off his shirt, revealing a set of washboard abs and fabulous pecks. His biceps bunched enticingly as his arms crossed over in front of his face. Crystal stopped enough to enjoy the sight momentarily before realizing that his shirt was probably not the only one coming off. "Do we think she realizes what fun this will be, Marcus?" "You may have to do a little convincing first, but she will." Crystal saw a smile spread over Roland's face. "Convincing, eh?" He took a step closer to the other two, and he was close enough to put a hand out and touch Crystal's face lightly. She could feel the heat radiating from him, making her body tremble. "I think I can manage that." Behind her, she felt and heard Marcus chuckle. His whole body moved slightly up and down across her back, sending shivers across her own body. Roland felt them through his hand on her cheek, and his smile broadened. "But I don't think it will take much." Slowly, never taking his eyes off her face, Roland slid his fingers enticingly own her neck to the collar of her shirt. Then he nimbly began unbuttoning her blouse. Crystal was tempted to try and kick at him, but it didn't seem like something she really wanted to do, only something that she should do. She really shouldn't let him undress her and ravage her, but damn if it didn't sound like so much fun. And the look in his eyes told her it would be worth it, oh so worth it. Just for the fun of it, she tried letting Marcus let go of her arms once more. She twisted her upper body left and right, but she only succeeded in rubbing her chest against Roland's hands, and her arms against Marcus's chest. Marcus pulled her arms tighter together, making her gasp from the tension. Roland just smiled and started unbuttoning her slacks. The cool air hit her bare stomach and caused her to shiver once more. Her nipples tightened under her tan lace bra, and she saw Roland's eyes move down and take notice. His callused fingers slid slowly up her stomach and stopped just shy of her bra, sending goose bumps across her flesh. Crystal felt her breath catch in her throat at the sensual touch and fought to keep her eyes from closing and savoring the moment. Roland looked upwards and caught her gaze once more. "Marcus, let's help Crystal remove her shirt, shall we?" Rough fingers slid slowly across her breasts and took hold of the fabric of her blouse. The material was gently pulled lower so that her shoulders were exposed, but then they ran into the problem of Marcus holding her arms behind her. Marcus removed one of his arms and took hold the material, pulling it between the two of them so that he still had her arms in the crook of one of his. Funny, it almost seemed as though he had done this before. Crystal's focus was momentarily split between Marcus running his free hand down her now-bare arms and Roland's hands undoing the front closure of her bra. She had never had so many hands roaming her body, and it was a heady feeling. She wasn't sure what to focus on first. She could feel her heart speeding up and her body temperature starting to rise despite the lack of clothes. "Will you let Marcus take this off you, too?" Roland whispered as he slid his palms over her nipples and across the top of her chest to grasp the shoulder straps of her bra. Crystal moaned and nodded her consent. The two men performed the same trick to remove her bra as they did with her blouse, and there seemed to be more hands moving over her skin this time, if that was possible. Roland's hands descended seductively down her sides. When he reached her hips, a devious smile lit up his face. Crystal watched, fascinated, as he dropped down to his knees in front of her. His hands almost spanned the front of her waist, and she let herself close her eyes and savor the amazing feeling of his rough skin caressing her hip bones. She couldn't help it; that was one of the spots that made her heart skip a beat and her breath quicken. And she could sense that he knew what effect he was having on her and wanted to capitalize on it. As if on cue, both men bent in and began nibbling at her skin. Marcus trailed small bites across her bare shoulders and the nape of her neck. Roland nipped at the tips of her exposed hips. A cry of desire escaped from Crystal as her body trembled with ecstasy. Her knees would have given out on her if it hadn't been for Marcus holding her tightly to him. She couldn't make up her mind to beg them to stop or continue. Roland pushed her slacks and matching tan lace panties down her hips and thighs, trailing soft bites after his heated hands. He could feel her legs tremble and threaten to give way under his hands. He looked up past Crystal's closed eyes and nodded to Marcus. Marcus then lowered Crystal and himself to a kneeling position on the ground so that she wouldn't inadvertently hurt herself. She looked straight on into Roland's eyes questioningly. "Now, lovely, we wouldn't want you to fall, would we? I know that Marcus and I have good control of ourselves, but I'm not so sure of you at the moment. I love the fact that I can make you lose control." The last bit was almost a growl, his voice got so low with sexual aggression. It gave Crystal the chills. And a little bit of anticipation. Kneeling there on the soft carpet between two men was intoxicating. Knowing that she had virtually no control of the situation was thrilling. Not knowing what was coming next was exhilarating. Having two sets of hands and teeth making their way across her body was almost too much to bear. Crystal's body was on fire, her nerve endings alive and tingling. Marcus didn't need to hold her arms back and restrained, she couldn't move them if she wanted to. Her body wasn't her own to control any longer. She couldn't think straight enough to force it to move at this second. But just in case, Marcus held her wrists behind her back with one hand. The other was caressing her naked back and shoulders, marveling at the soft flesh underneath his touch. She was like putty in their hands, he could sense it. She would do anything they told her to do at this moment. And they had a lot planned for her tonight. In front of her, Roland was struggling with her slacks. He should have taken them off before they let her kneel, but he was afraid she would hurt herself. Damned if he didn't feel totally uncoordinated trying to get her pants under her folded knees. "Okay, you two are going to have to help a little bit here," he finally said. "Let's work together and get this sweet thing totally undressed." Coming back to herself slightly, Crystal sat down and stretched her legs out in front of her so that Roland could pull at her slacks and panties. She figured that she could either cooperate, or have her pants pulled off in a very unlady-like fashion. It took all three of them to stop her from tipping over or kicking someone, but within a few moments they finally managed to undress her. Roland settled himself between her legs and gazed at the treasure he had unearthed. A small brown strip of short hair pointed down to Crystal's shaved pussy. Roland trailed a finger down that stretch of skin and watched the woman that owned it dance with pleasure. She drew her feet up under her knees and spread her legs open for him. God help her, but she wanted him to touch all of her. She wanted to feel that finger caress her most intimate flesh and make her cry out in pleasure. Looking into her eyes once more, Roland lowered himself to the floor. Once he was laying between her legs, he inched closer slowly so that he could just lick her hips. With his finger still just above her clit and his mouth mere inches away, he could feel the tension that was singing inside of her. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Marcus above her shoulder waiting to see what he would do next. Slowly he began moving his finger lower, over her clit with a wiggle and down to her pussy lips. His mouth traveled inward and his tongue made a slow path towards her clit. When Roland made contact with both of Crystal's intimate areas, Marcus bit into the vein on the side of her neck with just enough controlled brutality to totally excite her. Her body jerked as the pent up tension exploded into a fantastic orgasm. She cried out as Roland continued his administrations and made the tremors grow and grow. Marcus threw an arm around her chest to stop her from thrashing about and held on to his hold on her neck. "Oh god!" she cried out and thrust her hips into Roland's face. "Oh!" Wave after wave of orgasm crashed into her. She could feel her pussy clenching and unclenching with release. The foreplay caught up to her as her body exploded and wouldn't stop. She could sense it, the more they touched her, the more she would orgasm. Her body would not stop until they did. "Stop," Crystal panted as she tried to remove herself from Roland's touch. "Please! I can't take it!" Marcus drew back from her neck slowly, but kept an arm around her chest. Roland had not stopped, and Crystal was still shaking and crying out. Her legs had moved straight out in front of her, or as straight as they could get with Roland between them, and Marcus thought that she was trying to close them with as much strength as she could muster at the moment. Roland was holding them open with his forearms as he continued to tongue her clit and finger her pussy. Crystal collapsed onto Marcus's chest, her head thrown back. If her eyes were open, she would have seen a look of total shock in his face. Letting go of her wrists, Marcus moved her arms to her sides and held onto each of them individually. With her torso free, she arched her back and cried out as another huge wave of tormenting pleasure crashed over her. Roland looked up at the beautiful creature writhing above him. Her breasts were thrust forward, her stomach pulled taut. He just had to lick his way up her like a scrumptious ice cream cone. He came up onto his knees and slid his hands to her hips. Then he gave her clit one last flick and began trailing his tongue across her hips and stomach. Her breath quickened, if that was possible, as he found that flat plane between the belly button and the pelvis. He could feel her muscles quiver and hear the blood pulsing quickly throughout her body. It sent his own blood racing. "Let's find somewhere slightly more comfortable than the floor, shall we?" Marcus suggested as Crystal pushed herself into him once more and almost toppled him backwards. "I'm sure there's at least a couch around here somewhere." Roland looked up and saw what difficulties Marcus was having, and had to smile. Here he was having all the fun, and Marcus was dealing with the consequences. He nodded. "Let's go into the next room. There's a nice, large, comfortable couch. We may have to help sunshine here move." Marcus smiled as he looked down at Crystal. She was still motionless, except for a few twitches while her body tried calming down. Her eyes were shut and her breathing erratic. If he didn't know better, he would have said she was asleep. "I'll take the top, you get the bottom?" "Sounds like a game plan." Roland liked the double meaning. Gently, the two men gathered Crystal in their arms and stood up. They made their way into the next room where, as promised, there was an overstuffed sofa that looked like it could hold all three of them laying down. Marcus sat sideways with Crystal once again between his legs. She squirmed into a more comfortable position, hooking her arms over his legs and propping her head on his chest. Funny, you would almost think she was enjoying herself. And she could tell that Marcus was enjoying the evening so far. In the small of her back she could feel his erection pushing against her. When she moved to get into a better position, she made sure to rub against him. It was time to start repaying some of the pleasure. Opening her eyes, she saw Roland smile from his position standing above her, and she knew that he was aware of what she was doing. What a sadistic, sensual smile he had. It was a smile that said "I know what dirty fantasies are in your mind, and I'm going to make them all come true." "Sleeping Beauty has awakened," he teased. "Welcome back to the land of the coherent. Are you ready for more?" Without waiting for a response, Roland grabbed her legs and pushed them open. "I think you are." Crystal fought to keep her legs closed. As much as she loved what Roland had just finished doing to her, she wasn't sure if she could handle a repeat performance so soon. She fought to release her arms from Marcus's grasp so that she could push away from the two of them, but Marcus's hands were like vice grips on her wrists. He let her move just enough so that she wouldn't hurt herself, but nothing more. She twisted her upper body and hips to try to dislodge either of the two men, but to no avail. The only thing she was accomplishing was pressing herself against Marcus. "You're so sexy when you fight back," Roland growled. "Keep doing it, it turns me on." He climbed up onto the couch to get a better hold of her legs. "I like to see you struggle when there's no chance of you winning." Dropping his head lower, he bit at her thigh. "You're not going anywhere, sweets." Forcing her legs open with those powerful arms, Roland dropped his head to her pussy. "I told you, you're ours tonight." With one last glance up her struggling body, he began licking between her pussy lips. Crystal cried out, half in agony, half pleasure. She tried to pull herself away from Roland's talented tongue, but with Marcus at her back there was no where to go. In vain she again tried to free her arms. She pulled forward, trying to break Marcus's hold, but it wasn't going to work. Like Roland had said, she wasn't going anywhere. She couldn't even sit and enjoy herself fully, because the pleasure was too intense. Her body was overexcited, and it was becoming more painful than pleasurable. But just when she thought there was no hope of a pleasurable release, Marcus once again bit into her neck. While she was pulling her arms forward, he had let her body move away from his just enough so that he could bend down and find that sweet spot in between her shoulder and ear that always drove her insane. He "chewed" on her neck, sending shock waves down her body to pulsate deep within her core. Crystal let out a noise somewhere between a whimper and a shout as her body was once again torn into a thousand flaming pieces of ecstasy. Both men felt her body quiver with the release, and this time they did slow down and stop. Marcus released her neck, but left his head nuzzled in the crook of her shoulder. Roland lifted his head and gazed up the length of her. Her thighs were clenching and fighting to close around him, so he let them. Crystal wound her legs together behind his back, trapping his upper body against her stomach. And still she shook with aftershocks. Maybe it was being trapped between two men, one pushed against her back, and one she herself trapped against her front. Flesh touching flesh touching cloth (Marcus was really going to have to shed some clothes soon) and all of it hers. She felt powerless and empowered, trapped yet free, and totally aroused. She shivered at the thought, and another small orgasm burst into life. "Marcus? Do we think it's our turn?" Roland questioned with that knowing grin. "I'm sure she could use a break. What better way to let her rest than to let her return the favor?" Crystal could feel Marcus smile into her collarbone. "I think that's a terrific idea. She's definitely gotten the best out of this deal so far. Turnabout, and all." Warm breath trailed across her skin, and mixed with the thought of what might happen next sent a new volley of tiny electric shocks coursing through her body. She could think of hundreds of things that these men could make her do right now, and most of them she would do willingly. What, she wondered, did Roland have in mind for her now? "Okay, sunshine. First thing first, I think we all need to be naked. Marcus, you can let go of her hands for now. I think she'll be a good girl, won't she?" Roland sat back slowly, letting Crystal unwind her legs from him without forcing her. He now sat a few feet from her on the edge of the couch, probably the farthest from her since unclothing her. Behind her, Marcus pulled back and released her wrists. She was free to try and escape, if that's what she really wanted. But what if she wanted to try and escape just so that they could dominate her even more? The thought intrigued her. Would Roland begin to use force with her if she disobeyed? Would Marcus use that strength as more than just a mild deterrent? Crystal was very tempted to find out. Up until now, the men hinted at violence, but knew it wasn't necessary. Even now, with her thoughts of disobedience, it would only be to stretch the limitations. Should she go quietly into submission, or see what their backup plan was? "You're entirely too still, gorgeous." Roland leaned in closer. "What's going on in that pretty little head of yours? Weighing the odds? Thinking of the 'what-ifs'? Get up." Roland grabbed her by the forearm, yanking both of them to their feet. Somehow he made the move graceful and down right sexy. She, on the other hand, nearly stumbled right into him. "It seems like you still need a little direction, huh?" Roland whispered mere inches from her face. He pulled Crystal tightly to him with his free arm, crushing her body next to his. She could feel every rock hard muscle, including the one between his legs. "Do I have to tell you what to do? Is that it?" Crystal wasn't sure what to expect, but a kiss wasn't what she had in mind. Roland crushed his lips to hers brutally, forcing her mouth open with his tongue. It was a demanding kiss. His tongue, so skillful between her legs, proved equally so inside her mouth. Soon she was wrapping her free arm around his waist so that she could keep herself from being swept backwards from the force of his assault. Just as quickly as the kiss had begun, Roland ended it. In one swift movement, he pulled his face away from hers and grabbed both of her arms. Without a word, he spun her around and brought her face to face with Marcus. Crystal had a brief moment to notice that he had taken his shirt of before his hands grabbed her face and brought her into another kiss. Her First Time These two men could not be more different, Crystal thought to herself as Marcus teased and taunted her mouth with small, almost chaste kisses. She felt her body melting into his hands and opened her mouth willingly when he did. Their tongues intertwined, seeking out the hidden places in each other's mouths that would cause the other to shiver with anticipation. She had almost forgotten about Roland (yet how could she forget totally about the sexual animal at her back?) when she felt his hands dig into her upper arms. Gasping into Marcus's mouth, she was brought back slightly into the reality of the situation. There were two men here, and one was becoming completely jealous if left out of the equation for too long. Crystal was ripped away from Marcus's kiss. "Are you ready to do what you're told now?" the man at her back whispered into her neck. There was nothing left to do but nod. "Good. Take of Marcus's clothes. And do a good job of it, if you know what I mean." Marcus caught her as she was pushed forward. Crystal got the distinct impression that she was wrong when she thought that Roland was going to go soft on her. She looked into the face of the man whose arms had been around her in one form or another for most of the evening. He looked back with anticipation. It was now or never. Aware of the man behind her judging her every move, Crystal made a silent promise to herself to be as sensual as she could with Marcus. Let Roland be jealous. Let him be eager for his own turn. And let him regret not going first. The first thing she did was trace the muscles of Marcus's arms. They weren't as well defined as Roland's, but they were close. Marcus was taller, more lithe. He had the body of a swimmer, slim with broad shoulders and well defined legs. Soon, once she was done admiring his top half, she would expose those legs and everything in between. But for now she was admiring his chest. He was a little too flat, not as pumped as she normally liked her men, but as she was running her hands across his pecs, Marcus made them dance up and down individually. Control. Crystal wondered what else he had that good of control over? Staring into his deep blue eyes, Crystal sank slowly to her knees. She drew her hands down his tight abs (not quite a six-pack, but rock hard none the less), never letting her gaze wander from his. She saw his body shudder at the place where her head stopped, mere inches from the fly of his jeans. She was the perfect height to blow him while he stood up, and she was sure he was aware of that fact. But just to clarify her point, she nuzzled her cheek against his hard penis. The material of his jeans made it slightly uncomfortable for her, but she was sure he was enjoying it. And that was the whole point, was it not? "Off," barked Roland from the couch. Neither Marcus nor Crystal had been aware that he had moved. With a quick glance to her right, Crystal saw that from his seat, he could see every move that she made. And just as she had expected, he was becoming impatient with her pace. Go figure. First he says to do a good job, then he tells her she's not going fast enough. Men. Just to spite the control freak on the couch, Crystal took her time in unfastening Marcus's jeans. With her teeth. It was something that she had only done once or twice before, so she wasn't very fast at it, but it was something that was very effective when trying to really arouse a man. She looked up and saw a look of total lust when she began sliding the zipper down with her teeth. Then, again ever so slowly, peeled away the jeans from his hips. It was then that she noticed that Marcus was going commando - no boxers or briefs for this boy. Once free from the restricting fabric, Marcus's penis rose to action. Crystal wasn't sure what Roland had in mind for her, so decided that she better not do more that what he had specifically told her to do. So she tried valiantly not to touch the tempting piece of meat in front of her and instead continued sliding her hands down those strong, chiseled legs in order to finish taking off the jeans. Once Marcus was totally free of them, she sat back on her heels and looked (somewhat) innocently over to Roland. "What a tease she is, Marcus. Just leaving you like that. Tisk, tisk, Crystal. I thought you were better than that." Gracefully, Roland stood up and stalked over to the pair. "Sit, Marcus. Let's see how good she is at returning the favor." Marcus obediently sat back down on the couch, lounging almost how Roland had. There was a twinkle in his eyes, like he knew what was coming next and couldn't wait. It was the look you saw on children's faces on Christmas morning. For some reason, Crystal thought that she was the present he was dying for. It was just a hunch. Roland pulled her forward so that she was kneeling between Marcus's legs. Then he roughly shoved her face towards the penis in front of her. "Now I know you know what to do with that, my lady. Suck it. Suck it like you mean it. Show Marcus what a truly good blow job is." She did not have to be told twice. Crystal had been trying to imagine what Marcus's member would feel like going in and out of her mouth ever since she became aware of it rubbing against her back. It was wide, filling her mouth so that she had to be extra careful not to graze him with her teeth. The satiny smooth skin felt divine as it slid across her tongue and lips. She couldn't keep her hands to herself, and soon was using one to caress his balls and the other the base of the shaft. The second hand she soon moved out of the way as she began taking more and more of him down her throat. Behind her, she heard the sound of Roland's zipper being undone. She guessed that he didn't want to wait for her to undress him any longer. With one less thing to worry about doing later, she turned more of her attention to the matter at hand. Or in her hands, as the case may be. With deepest concentration and just the right angle, she was sure that she could deep throat Marcus. And she wasn't going to stop until she did. Crystal got to her feet and bend down at the waist, giving herself a better height to strike from. She gave Marcus a wink before turning back to his penis and opening wide. She turned her head to the side and dropped her shoulders and neck, taking him all the way in until her lips touched his pelvis. She held herself there for a moment before coming back up part way. Just once more, she thought to herself. Once more and then she'd start the really good stuff. As soon as she once again touched the very bottom of his penis, she got another surprise. Roland grabbed her waist and thrust his full length deep into her still-wet pussy. For a moment, she was stuffed full of cock at both ends. With no warning at all, her body exploded with an intense orgasm. She pulled away from Marcus sharply so that she wouldn't inadvertently bite down from the shock. Crying out, Crystal's free hand groped for something to hold on to. She found Marcus's hand, and squeezed as hard as she could while the orgasm had it's way with her (not unlike Roland). When she was sure that she wouldn't do any damage to Marcus, she plunged down on him once more. She used the pace that Roland set behind her to move up and down on Marcus's shaft. It was fast, deep, and at times slightly irregular. After a few seconds, Roland slowed down and started using more finesse than brute strength. So Crystal did the same. When she moved her head up, she twisted slightly to the left. Before she went back down, she circled the head with her tongue. Then she slid down with another twist, and brought her head back up with a slow, sucking stroke. It was amazing, being caught between two men. Even more so when Marcus decided to take control and grabbed the back of her head. One man was fucking her from behind, and now another was fucking her mouth. She was being used by two men for their pleasure, and she could feel another orgasm growing inside of her. She placed her hands on the couch on either side of Marcus's legs and tried to brace herself as the torrent of spasms wracked through her. Marcus understood and took his hands away from her head. She fought to keep her mouth open and throat wide; she fought to keep her legs from buckling underneath her. Roland slowed his onslaught and grabbed her waist more firmly in his hands. He felt her legs begin to give way as her pussy quivered around him. Shutting his eyes, he concentrated on not letting his own release come so quickly. Crystal's body was so inviting, he struggled not to come right then and there. He wanted her to blow him first. "Slow down, baby," Marcus whispered haltingly as he place a hand on Crystal's back. "Don't make me come to quickly. I still want to fuck that gorgeous pussy of yours." He looked up at Roland, watching his face as he tried to contain himself. He definitely wanted to have his turn with her. Roland caught Marcus's eye and nodded. Yes, they would trade. Both of them wanted to be able to experience what this beauty had to offer, and it would be selfish (or overly so at least) for him not to let Marcus take a turn at this quivering piece of warmth. As much as he hated to stop, he knew that a wonderful blow job was also in his future. If Crystal could take Marcus to the brink that quickly, she must be good. As for Crystal, she was enjoying the sensation of having one rock hard cock sliding rhythmically inside of her pussy, and one in her mouth. It was so sensuous, being in control of one and not the other. It was also the first time that evening that she was in charge of her actions on some level. She almost hated giving that control up. But she knew that if Roland was going to be switching positions with Marcus, or putting her in a similar one at least, that she was not going to be able to set much of her own pace. Tonight, it seemed, Roland was in charge. And that turned her on to no end. She was just biding her time until Roland said the word. Until then, she would relish the feel of him behind her, and torment Marcus with a slow, tantalizing oral treat. "If we don't switch soon, I'm not going to last," Marcus confessed between ragged breaths. "You feel too good, hon. God, you gotta stop." Crystal looked up to see his head thrown back onto the couch, his hands grasping the front of the cushions until his knuckles were white. He wasn't exaggerating. Roland lifted Crystal's top half up so that she was standing in front of him, not touching any part of Marcus. He held her waist with one strong arm so that she was still pushed against him and he was still inside of her. The other arm was around her shoulders and chest. She felt like she was in a heated vice, one with a heartbeat at her back and an incredible appendage inside of her. "Didn't you hear the man? He told you to stop," Roland growled in her ear. "Do we need to teach you another lesson in obedience?" Roland made her step to the right of Marcus and closer to the couch. His upper arm released her and he pushed her torso forward roughly. Her arms barely made it up in time to stop some of the momentum of her body falling into the couch. Both of his hands grasped her hips, and he began a deep assault into her moist pussy. "When we tell you to do something, you do it. Understand?" Crystal's breath was coming out in moans of pleasure. She tried to form a response, any response, but couldn't. Her body was mere strokes away from yet another intense orgasm. Feeling Roland so deep, so intimately, was absolutely amazing. She began pushing her hips backwards to meet his strokes, forcing him deeper into herself. Her legs were trembling, her lungs felt like she couldn't take in enough oxygen. She buried her head into the couch and cried out in pleasure. Right before she hit her climax, Roland pulled out. A different type of cry escaped Crystal's lips as she felt her body try and adjust to being so empty and unfulfilled. Roland's hands left her body and she sunk to her knees in front of the couch, too weak to support herself. Her body was shaking with the suspense and letdown. But just as quickly as Roland had left her, she was filled with something else. Something less, something different, but something that her body could respond to none the less. Fingers, she couldn't tell how many, began pushing in and out of her awaiting sex. A few seconds later, she felt a tongue make contact with her clit. Judging by the memories of her earlier bout with Roland, Crystal assumed that it was now Marcus's head between her legs. Marcus's tongue danced circles around her button, swiping it at different angles and sending shivers across her stomach. With the new assault on her already-sensitive clit, Crystal knew that it would take mere moments for her to come. Marcus's other hand began tracing her hip bone, obviously remembering how sensitive she was there before. Her hips danced away from his touch, making him strain his neck upwards to keep his contact with her clit. The orgasm didn't so much come as it did explode. She felt the walls of her pussy contract violently around Marcus's fingers, and her whole sex began tingling with spikes of intense pleasure. She screamed and dug her nails into the palms of her hands to release the sensations. Crystal's hips shook themselves free of Marcus's mouth, and he had to struggle not to hurt her with his fingers still inside of her. Marcus was right, she did have one very gorgeous pussy. And he couldn't wait to feel it tighten up like that around his cock. He wasn't sure he could last much longer than that moment if she did. But he was damned sure going to try. Being careful not to get too much rug burn on his back, Marcus scooted his way up towards the couch, putting his body underneath Crystal's. He took a moment to nip at the undersides of her breasts as they hung in front of his face, and then another to flick a playful tongue across her nipples. He was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath both times. Other than that, her body was unresponsive, just like she was when they had to carry her into the room. "Sit back, darling," Marcus whispered as he placed his hands on her waist. He reveled at how petite she was, that his hands, like Roland's, nearly covered the front of her hips. "Come on, sit up. Careful of the merchandise." He slipped a hand up to her back and guided her to a sitting position, then slowly lowered her down onto his still-hard cock. A whimper crept up Crystal's throat as she was once again impaled by a thick, meaty cock. She tried to keep herself sitting straight up, but her body was almost at it's limit. She leaned back into Marcus's arm, but it was soon apparent that he wasn't in the best position to support her. "A little help here, if you please," Marcus looked to his left to see Roland lounging on the couch, admiring Crystal's body. "She seems to be spent again." Smiling that dark, sensual smile again, Roland's eyes roamed freely across the curvy woman in front of him. "I think that will change soon enough. She just needs to be enticed again." With a fluid grace, Roland stood up and walked towards Marcus's legs. Straddling them, he lowered himself to his knees and once again wrapped his arms around Crystal's sweet body. His left arm snaked across her stomach, just above Marcus's hands on her hips. His right was draped across her right arm, and his hand went to her throat, cupping her jaw in his hands with just enough force to be threatening and totally sexy at the same time. His touch made Crystal gasp and come to more of her senses. When he brought her head back slightly by bringing his hand towards the ceiling an inch or two, her heart began pounding in her ears. Now here was a man who knew how to take control of a situation. Roland was definitely enticing, and he brought her back to the reality of the moment more so than the slight sway of Marcus's hips underneath her could. Marcus nodded his thanks. He trusted Roland to keep Crystal in place, literally and figuratively. And while it was slightly unnerving to have a naked man straddling his legs, and hairy arms breaking up the smooth expanse of ivory skin in front of him, the feel of such a warm and inviting pussy enveloping him was worth it. The satiny skin underneath his hands reminded him of what he wanted to do, and that was to dominate her from below. Lifting her up and letting Roland know where to keep her, Marcus thrust his hips and his full length up into her awaiting sex. He was rewarded with a cry of shear pleasure from the voluptuous woman above him. Crystal was once again acutely aware of the amount of flesh that was being covered by the two men around her. Her skin tingled where their hands were. Her head was forced back and pulled tight against the curve of Roland's shoulder. His lips brushed against her cheek softly, contrasting the deep and penetrating thrusts of Marcus underneath her. Then Marcus shifted his hands to the tops of her thighs, making her aware of her bottom half again. He began to pick up the pace, which seemed almost impossible to Crystal. She could feel his dick sliding deeper, faster, into her awaiting folds. She could feel her body building itself to another intense release. Her breath started to catch in her throat, her limbs began to tremble. Each thrust sent chills deep inside of her, where no one could touch but she could feel none the less. To try and ground herself, Crystal grabbed onto Roland's arms. She hugged her own body through his, and was rewarded with yet more flesh on flesh contact. Just one more grain of sand, one more straw, and she would be finished. Roland moved her head to the left slightly and bit down on her neck as Marcus plunged himself deep into her pussy. A scream echoed through the room as her body burst into a thousand flames of hot, searing passion. It felt as if her body was trying to burst out of her skin, every inch of her veins were pulsing and thrumming with electricity. The feel of Marcus deep inside of her was like the epicenter of an earthquake, with tremors radiating from that point to reach the tips of her fingers and toes. Moments later Marcus gave up fighting his own release. With Crystal a mass of quivering flesh atop him, he couldn't hold out any longer. With one final thrust, Marcus came deep within Crystal's pussy. It felt like a hundred pounds of force were leaving his body, like a bullet leaving a gun. His dick pulsed with his ejaculation, and each twitch sent aftershocks throughout Crystal's body. And each reflexive grasp of her inner walls was exactly the way Marcus had envisioned them. It was all Roland could do to hold her still. He was afraid that she was going to hurt either herself or Marcus if he let her go right then. She had become very heavy, and he knew that she was relying on him to hold her up. He was strong, but dead weight is dead weight, and he couldn't hold her indefinitely. No matter how inviting the prospect, his muscles would eventually get tired. Underneath them, Marcus's eyes were slowly regaining focus. His breath was still heavy and labored, but it was worth every struggled intake. That was the most intense orgasm of his life. He almost didn't want to move, to stay buried inside Crystal's warmth for as long as possible. But one look at Roland told him that wasn't possible. For one, it seemed like Crystal had once again almost passed out, and that Roland was holding her up by himself. For another, he was sure that Roland wanted to enjoy his release as well. He briefly wondered how the other man was going to go about that. Marcus slowly slid his hips away from Crystal's. With a lingering caress of her hips, he slid his legs carefully out from under the other two and backed up onto the couch. He smiled as he noticed his come begin to drip down the inside of Crystal's long, lean legs. Wouldn't it be fun to clean her up later in the shower? Her First Time "Okay, sweet thing, it's time to move again. Come on," Roland coaxed as he slid his arms to her sides. With a slight shuffle to the right, Roland positioned himself so that he could wrap his arms around her upper back and below her knees and pick her up like a child. "Put your arm around my neck. There you go." Roland moved towards the couch, and Marcus scooted over to the far right so that he could lay her down in the middle. Crystal lay down on her right side, her right arm tucked under her head for a pillow. Her feet landed on Marcus's lap, and he admired her calves and, strangely enough, her ankles. Was there an inch of her body that wasn't alluring? Roland bent down and kissed her exposed shoulder. Then he rolled her more onto her back and began kissing the top of her breasts. Her left arm snaked up, wrapping her hand into his soft hair. Her skin still prickled with electric vibrations, and his lips were doubling, even tripling, those sensations. With everything that had happened so far this night, she was pretty sure he could get her off just by continuing to kiss her the way he was. Instead, his kisses trailed up her neck, her jaw line, and finally to her mouth. There, Roland became more insistent. It was as if once he reached his destination, he couldn't hold back any longer and had to unleash his energy. Strong hands cupped her face as he invaded her mouth with his tongue. He pulled her up until she was sitting once again, pouring energy back into her through his mouth and his insistent kiss. Where a few minutes ago she could barely make her body do what she wished it to, now her hands had no trouble finding their way across Roland's chiseled chest. Her fingers danced across the hills and valleys of the front of his body, and she couldn't help it when they began a slow and deliberate descent. Crystal wrapped both of her hands firmly around Roland's engorged penis, enjoying it when she felt him twitch in her grasp. She had a feeling the tables might be turning soon, and she just might get the chance to have some control over Roland after all. Inching backwards carefully, Roland sat down on the arm of the couch, pulling Crystal with him. He spread his legs and she instantly settled herself against the front of him, moving her hands away and letting her stomach slide across his hard manhood. Her soft skin was a tease; he wanted other things sliding across his cock, mainly her tongue. Roland pushed her face away from his and looked into her eyes. "Suck it, sunshine. I want you to make me come. Do you think you can do that?" Crystal smiled. It was uncannily like the one that she had admired on Roland. To Roland that smile looked like an angel gone to Cancun on spring break. Heaven and temptation all rolled into one. "The question is not can I, it's how long will it take?" Marcus had a terrific look at her ass as Crystal dropped down on all fours in front of Roland's hard cock. Her pussy lips were swollen from all of the attention that they had received, and if he dropped his head slightly he could see her clit peeking out underneath it all. If he didn't think it might distract her from giving Roland her all, he would drop down behind her and start licking her pussy. Maybe when she was finished he would give in to the temptation. Crystal looked up at Roland and held his gaze as she began to lick his shaft like a popcicle. She found the vein in front and drew her tongue up and down its length, never taking her eyes off Roland's face. She could see the heat in his gaze, tell how much he wanted her, and she loved the power that she wielded. When she got to the tip, she circled her tongue nimbly around the circumference. Then without warning she snapped her head forward and deep throated him. She smiled as she heard him moan above her. As he hit the back of her throat, her body began to protest. Before it became a problem Crystal rose up to a more comfortable amount and twisted her head slightly from side to side. Her tongue massaged the vein from bottom to top as she slowly brought her head up. She applied light suction as she reached the final two inches and moved up and down slightly to feel the ridge of the tip sliding across her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Roland's fingers intertwined in her hair, encouraging her to continue moving up and down. He tried to quicken her pace, but she fought the pressure he was applying to her head and kept her pace steady. Crystal was determined to keep control of the situation as long as possible. He must have realized that and decided to allow her some freedom for the moment, because he let up on the pressure and just left his hand where it was while she moved on her own accord. Crystal grasped the base of his cock in her hand, pumping the base of his shaft in the same rhythm that her mouth was covering the top. She let her tongue dart across as much skin as she could reach, twisting her head so that she could maximize the exposure. Her mouth dropped lower, taking more of him in, and she increased the suction. Her tongue had to stop moving about so much, but she could tell that the tradeoff was worth it when she felt Roland's fingers dig into her scalp. Above her, Roland's breath was quickening, along with his heart rate. She was good, spending just the right amount of time on each technique so that he could enjoy it and not get too bored. And Crystal definitely knew how to use her tongue. Sometimes he couldn't tell where her tongue ended and her fingers began. He could feel the buildup of pressure deep in his groin. And for as good as she was, he couldn't help but want to dominate her in the end and finish the evening off his way. Wrapping both hands in her hair, Roland began forcing her head down onto his cock at his pace, not hers. He tried not to go too deep and make her uncomfortable, but he did push her farther down than where she was just moments before. He felt her move her hand out of the way and straighten her back more so that she had a better angle. Then he felt her begin to suck at him harder than she had before. The feeling was almost like her tight pussy, and he closed his eyes and savored Crystal's mouth gliding over his cock. "God yeah, suck me. Go on, make me come, sweets. Almost there. Keep going." Crystal continued the suction as best as she could as Roland sped up. His hips began rocking forward to meet her mouth, and she tried not to hit her nose on his stomach as he pushed her repeatedly downward. Soon she felt his legs begin to shake to either side of her, and she tried to move her tongue as much as she could while still sucking as hard as she could. She was rewarded quickly as Roland pushed her and held her tight to his stomach and came into the back of her throat. Crystal swallowed and swallowed as Roland continued to spurt small amounts down her throat. Roland untangled his fingers from her hair and stroked her head as she slowly brought her mouth up and away from his dick. "You definitely don't disappoint, dear." Crystal came up to her knees and kissed his collarbone lightly. "Just returning the favor." Roland smiled his devilishly handsome smile. "If that's the case, sunshine, I think you owe Marcus and I a lot more than this." He pulled her face to his, kissing her deeply and tasting is own salty taste in the back of her mouth. "I think we'll be collecting on tonight for quite a while, don't you, Marcus?" "Oh," he replied as he cupped his hands around the back of Crystal's waist. "I can think of a few things that may start to even the score a little bit." Crystal shivered as his breath hit the back of her shoulder blades. "I hate to disappoint, gentlemen, but I think it may have to wait until tomorrow." Roland looked at her with that smile playing on his lips and shook his head. All of this time and she still didn't learn who was in charge... Her First Time She wants a special first time. Can he give it to here? Listen in and find out... * * * * * Click Here to listen. (27 min/mp3) * * * * * Her First Time "I didn't think you would come. I didn't think that you actually being here was a real possibility." I place a hand on his calf: solid, warm, real. "I have my ways." "I thought you said you had to work." "What do you think is more important to me: you or work?" "Me, I guess." "That's right, baby doll, you are." He slides closer, bridging the Queen-sized gap until we're almost nose-to-nose. His eyes find mine and peer into them, searching, reading. "Are you okay?" "I...Yes, I'm fine." "You don't have to lie to me. You know that, don't you?" My top teeth find lower lip and bite down absently. "In fact, trust is a crucial factor in determining the future of our relationship. If we don't trust each other, then we won't ever be able to be open and honest with each other. And if we can't be open and honest then we have no future together. So please, tell me what's wrong, Cassidy." "I...I just don't know if I can go through with it," I force the words out quickly, breathlessly. "It's such a big step, and..." He touches a finger to my lips and I stop. The touch becomes a caress, the caress a kiss, and before I know it I'm in his arms. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to do. Just tell me when to stop and I'll stop." His words are a warm whisper in my ear. "And I won't push you—not now or ever—but I do think you're ready. I think you've been ready for a long time and you just didn't know it." "You really think so?" "I know so." This time it's my turn to kiss him, leaning in and pressing my lips against his, hard. Our cheeks touch and the electric brush of his stubble sparks a fantasy so vivid and detailed that for a second I'm sure it's actually happening. It's him, planting kisses along the underside of my jaw, following the curve of my neck to my shoulders, around my collarbone and down my breasts, hitting all the right notes on his way down, down, down, the stubble a tickling accompaniment the whole way. I shiver in delight. "Let's do it," I whisper, breaking away. "Right here, right now." He grins and it transforms his face. Gone are the boyish good lucks—the illusion, the fantasy—replaced with something more primal, natural. Suddenly I'm reminded of the fairy tale wolf who dressed up as a grandmother to get Little Red in bed, and little warning bells go off inside my head. I ignore them. "Follow me." He says, rising from the bed. "Don't say a word." We leave the bed. There're two impressions where we both sat, the comforter and sheets disturbed. It looks, for all intents and purposes, as if we've just made love. Somehow that thought comforts me as we step further away from the familiar and deeper into the mysterious world of the unknown. He stands before my closet door, one hand on the brass doorknob. "As I was saying before, Cassidy, our relationship is all about trust. I must know everything about you, and you must know everything about me. Secrets cannot exist between us. Secrets will destroy us. And that's why I'm here, in your room, ready to open your closet." His hand turns the knob, starts to pull the door open, then stops abruptly. "Are there any skeletons you wish to tell me about before we go any further?" "No sir," the honorific slipping out unnoticed by either of us. "I have no secrets." "Good." Inside my closet is a mess. Dresses, jeans and skirts hang alongside sweaters and blouses on a white rod that runs across the top. On the floor, one corner is occupied by an overflowing dirty laundry hamper, and the other is a pile of shoes, boots, and sandals. Scattered around like landmines are various stray articles: a bra here, a pair of panties there, stockings, socks, even proper tops and bottoms. My face flushes with embarrassment as he bends down and retrieves a pair of worn panties. "Well, I must say, Cassidy, for a girl who takes care of herself as well as you do, this is absolutely unexpected." I want to say something to defend myself—and get as far hitching a breath and opening my mouth—but don't. He hadn't asked my opinion—he'd merely stated a fact. "Come here." He holds out the soiled panties. "Take these." I hesitate. He arches an eyebrow. "What are you waiting for?" "Those are...I wore those panties. They're dirty." I say quietly, trying not to think about how I'd worn those through a spin class at the gym. "So? Are you ashamed of your body?" He raises them to his face, presses them to his nose and inhales deeply. "Are you afraid of your femininity, Cass?" "N...No, I'm not ashamed." "Good. Take them," he holds out the offending article, "Go on." I take them, shuddering when my hand finds the spot warmed by his breath. They're plain-Jane grey cotton bikinis, well worn and well used, the elastic in the waist popping in places. In other words, not the kind of panties you want a prospective lover to see when they're clean, let alone dirty and smelly. "Eventually, I'd expect you to put them in your mouth—without hesitation." I inadvertently shiver, looking away. "But that, like so much else, is for a later date. Tell me, Cassidy, where do you keep your clean underwear?" "I...I...in the dresser across from my bed," I say shakily, "top drawer." He goes to the dresser, opens the drawer. "Tell me the pair you think would please me the most," he says, not looking up, "Fast!" "Umm...umm...slutty or classy," I ask, unsure. "Cassidy-y. Tell me which ones project the most about you." "The boyshorts with the lace waist, black with blue hearts." "And why do these scream 'you,' Cassidy?" "Because they're fun," I say, "Because they're cute and comfortable, confident and sexy." "Great reasons, I agree." He brings them over to where I stand, with my back still to the open closet. "You can drop those," he says, indicating the soiled panties, "you don't need them anymore. They've served their purpose." Gratefully, I let them fall to the floor. "Take these. Put them in your mouth." The panties are cool and clean with the scent of my mother's brand of detergent clinging to them like an afterthought. Holding them in my hand brings back memories of the day I bought them, and I am amazed by the realization that there's no way in hell I ever could've guessed where they'd end up at that time. Smiling, I bunch them into a ball and force them into my mouth, feeling it instantly dry, the moisture swallowed by the absorbent fabric. More, more, more I push, but I'm unable to fit them all in. Finally satisfied with my own efforts, I look up at him, seeking his approval. "Not bad for your first try. Good job, Cass." My heart lights up with pride. "Do you have any electrical tape in the house?" Then, "Never mind, I know you can't speak. I brought some of my own anyways." He removes a small plastic package with what looks like four rolls of black tape inside of it. "This is what it looks like—next time I come over make sure you have some ready. Okay?" I nod. "Good. Now, listen to me very carefully, Cassidy. I'm going to tie you up now. It won't be very tight, but that's the point. Call this your crash course in bondage. The tape will secure you, but still leave it possible for you to free yourself when I'm gone. Ready?" "Mmm." "Good. Hold your hair out of the way." There is a whirring sound as the thin tape unwinds. Then I feel it, the gentle pressure of it forcing the panties deeper into my mouth. He wraps the tape once, twice, three times over my mouth, and despite my best efforts, I feel a few stray strands of hair pull painfully. My eyes water, but I don't say anything. "This is the first of many symbolic acts of surrender," He says, stepping back to admire his handiwork. "Good. Hold out your arms, wrists together." He wraps the tape around them three times, binding them together. The blackness of it looks strange against my skin. "This is the second act. While your hands are bound, they are not bound so that it is impossible for you to remove on your own. And this is for two reasons: one: it proves to me that you're willing to submit to me; and two: it will prove whether or not you are disciplined." There is a brief pause, a moment of absolute stillness, and he says: "Are you ready for the third and final lesson of the evening, little Cass?" I nod. "Good. I knew you were." And he reaches out with his slender, strangely feminine hands, and lifts the fabric of my shirt up and over the swell of my breasts, exposing the plain cotton bra underneath. With his hands gently gripping my arms, he guides me back into the closet and sits me down on the pile of dirty laundry. His fingers curl around the hem of my skirt and lift it up, revealing pink cotton panties, a small wet stain spreading from the centre of my sex. "Your final lesson/test/gesture is this: I'm going to leave now, and I want you to stay here, exactly as you are, for five minutes after I'm gone. No more, no less. Understood?" I nod. "And you're not to leave for any reason before the time is up. If you have to pee, hold it. If someone calls your name, ignore them. Got it?" Again, I nod. "Good. When you're all finished, I want you to write out your take on our first encounter. Write out everything, Cassidy, your thoughts, feelings, likes and dislikes, everything. Then I want you to send them to me. For the last time tonight: Do you understand?" Up and down goes my head in the final nod of the night. I understand. Her First Time This is just story telling, not based on anyone specific, any likeness too a person living or dead was not intended. My name is Carla, I own and run a small female only gym in my new home town, I'm 34 years old, brown shoulder length hair, around 5′ 5″ tall, very slim weighing around 110lb and finally the best part my measurements, I'm 34C-24-34. This story will tell you of the first time I have ever tasted the lips, tits and pussy of another woman, something that was the most erotic experience of my life. I hope you enjoy reading my story. --------------------------------------- My body ached for her touch as I watched her rinse the foamy soap off her body as I stood in the shower cubicle facing her, since the first moment I saw her I was transfixed by the sheer beauty of the woman facing me in the Gym showers, four weeks ago she had first joined my gym she was always one of the last too leave before me as I always had a work out before I closed up for the night. I was simply too afraid too even talk too her especially since I owned the towns only female exclusive gym and the last thing I had needed was a sexual harassment law suit against me and gym. Out of the corner of my eye as watched as she ran her fingers over her small tits rinsing the soap her tiny body, it was fair to say she stood a little over 5ft with long dark hair almost reaching her tight little ass. She shocked me when she spoke too me for the first time, he voice was soft and erotic with a slight hint of an American accent mixed in with Australian and English. "Excuse me, I have forgotten my shampoo, may I please borrow some of yours?" I bent down and picked up the bottle at my feet not realising that my ass was in full view for her, slowly I handed it too her almost loosing control of my own pussy as her finger tips touched mine, almost like a bolt of lightening running threw me as my pussy awoke and began to flow I remember thinking it was a good job I was in a shower. From that point I had too strike up a conversation with her if just too hear her gorgeous voice, her birthday was four weeks ago and her sister had bought her membership as a present I thought I must thank her sister sometime for delivering this angel into my lap or should that be dreams? For the next few weeks we talked and as we worked out I had even offered her a job at the gym on reception which she had greatly accepted, once the day was over we worked out together and showered before going our separate ways home, sometimes we had a quick meal sometimes even a drink but it always ended the same way for me laying on my bed with my hands playing with my moist throbbing pussy I had never felt this way for a woman before even very few men what was it about her that had me so wrapped up in her? One night something was different with her perhaps she had noticed me watching her working up a sweat or in the showers I did not know but after we finished working out I was just getting undressed for a shower when I felt her hands softly touching my waist quickly I spun around too see her facing me naked with a smile on her face that said 'take me now' before I had even spoken she took my hand and placed it on her neatly trimmed pussy and smiled as she began too kiss my neck before pushing one of my fingers softly into her tight wet pussy, I didn't want too pull away but something made me something I despise as I looked at her and asked her. "What are you doing?" "I have noticed you watching me babe, and I've had the same thoughts as you don't talk just give your self over too your desires!" With a smile I picked her up as she wrapped her legs around my waist and we kissed passionately her moist pussy almost dripping down my stomach as my tongue rolled around her mouth delicately, slowly taking in the passion of the angel giving herself too me. Quickly I pulled her into a shower as we continued too kiss her heart pounded threw her chest almost in unison with my own as she slowly slipped down out of my grasp and ran her tongue down my naked tight body until she knelt down and softly pushed my legs apart, slowly she began too rub my pussy lips softly as I watched her studying me, I was almost begging her to continue until finally her lips met mine and her tongue slowly parted them softly; my god it was pure ecstasy as slowly her tongue probed inside me deeper with every soft stoke, my hands began to caress her hair as she slowly took me too an orgasm that flowed over her lips and chin I thought she was going too stop there but I was wrong, her tongue probed even deeper and faster and kept bringing me too more and more orgasms for what was forever I was taken threw multiple orgasms until finally I couldn't take anymore and collapsed too the floor. With a large smile on her cumm dripping face she ran her tongue up my body until finally she kissed me with all the passion she could muster until she whispered in my ear. "Now it's your turn honey" My eyes widened as I knew what she meant, I had never done this before and to be honest my body was still recovering from the powerful orgasms she had given me, she was looking deep into my eyes with a smile that just melted me into doing anything she wanted, nervously I told her I had never done anything like this before with yet another smile she looked down at me and whispered. "Trust me honey, just do to me what you like done too you and go from their" With a large smile on my face I nodded and kissed her once more as I rolled her over and began too kiss down her body too her perfect little tits, while my tongue rolled over her nipples as I ran my fingers down too her tight little pussy and probed slowly around her lips until for the first time I felt the warm wet of another woman's pussy, urged on by the feel I quickly ran my tongue down her body and ran my tongue slowly over her lips until I finally pushed deep inside her. She took a deep breath from the shock of my tongue pushing deep inside her and slowly ran around in circles around inside her what happened next shocked me as much as it did her, a powerful flowing orgasm exploded over my face as I opened my mouth and accepted her little love gift and drank her juices, not phased by had just happened I continued to lick and suck her tight pussy over and over as her orgasms flowed over my face, I had lost count of how many times but I just couldn't stop eating her tight pussy. After what appeared to be forever I pulled her too her feet and pushed her against the wall for an amazingly deep kiss full of passion and excitement we pushed our fingers deep inside each other as we kissed and once more brought each other too yet another orgasm and another. After a long hot and steamy shower as we cleaned each other off I took her by her hand too the lockers as we dressed and left the Gym, after locking up and with a slight smile we took each others hand and made our way too a bar for a few drinks we where all over each other giving the patrons at the bar a great show as I pushed her down into seat of the cubicle and began too kiss her passionately once more until my hand found her pussy again and explored the wet patch on her panties as I pushed my fingers into her threw them before I pulled her panties aside and went to work, for the duration of our sexual encounter we had forgotten that we where in a bar until she looked up and giggled slightly as she noticed a large crowd gathered around us. Blushing we both stood up downed our drinks and left the bar with her juices still on my fingers, with a smile I looked back at the small crowd and licked my fingers as we just stood in the street nervously laughing before I took her too my small house for a little night-cap and orgasm or as many as we could manage. The next day I awoke in her arms, the bed was a mess and covered with cumm as I leaned over and kissed her softly, the excitement of last night still present on both our faces as we looked into each others eyes and smiled slightly before she pushed me down and jumped playfully on top of me and walked her fingers down too my pussy for yet another round of fun. We where both sore from last night but couldn't seem too stop enjoying each other, needless to say we didn't show up for work the following day we spent all day together having fun and many bottles of wine before returning too bed with many toys. We've now been sleeping together for about 5 months and she's ready too move in soon, I never thought I'd never love another woman but I still can't figure out what it is about her, I just ach when she is not near me... but she is my dream, heart and soul. Her First Time We had never really talked about sharing her with another man. My wife and I met in university, in our last year. She was a pretty brown-haired English lady in her early twenties, smart, sociable, with a gorgeous figure and long brown hair, very attractive but reserved. We had a meeting of the minds, and a month after we started dating it developed into a meeting of groins. Two weeks after that we were engaged. Everything was just - right, somehow. Two years later we were settled, she at grad school while my fledgeling high-tech career paid the bills. I'd introduced her to sexy movies and magazines, life in and out of bed was getting more interesting as time went by, and we had lots of fun experimenting with new sexual thrills. Nothing all that unusual, you understand - having sex in every room of the house, christening new pieces of furniture by fucking atop them, making out in the car on quiet country roads late at night. She even went without underwear from time to time when we went out, so that I could finger her under her skirt as we drove through town. But we never talked about sharing her. We had a friend named Mark who was about to get married. I'd known Mark through university, and Christine had met him in our final term, at the same time she met me. He's a teddy-bear, and we both liked him a lot. Two weeks before the big day we threw a party for him and his fiance, with several of our friends attending. He got a lot of teasing about "losing his freedom", and Christine spent a lot of time with him that evening. I cooked dinner as usual, and afterwards she cleaned up. Mark helped her while I mingled, and when the two of them emerged from the kitchen again they were chatting merrily, and sat down next to each other on the couch. He put his arm around her shoulders - not unusual in our group of friends, we're all quite fond of each other - and we all kept talking. His fiance, who we'd also known for a long time, was obviously amused by their semi-cuddling and didn't mind at all. After everyone had gone home, as we were getting into bed, Christine was quiet and a bit distracted, obviously trying to figure out how to broach some subject. I was naked as usual at bedtime, and she was wearing a nightshirt. "Tonight was fun" she said. I agreed, and joked that I hoped she had enjoyed a last cuddle with Mark as a single guy. "Hmm," she said, "in fact he was talking about that. He was kind of hinting. I asked him how all the wedding planning was going, and he said everything was sorted out except for one thing. His last fling." Gulp. Please understand something about me. I'm not the jealous type, and I'm also not one of those masochists who needs to be humiliated in order to get off. I flatter myself that I'm not too bad in bed, though I'm no athlete. I love my wife, in every sense and as often as possible. I was also very fond of Mark - mind you, I'm completely straight - he was a charming and faithful friend. And suddenly the idea of Christine giving him his last fling filled me with lust. My cock started to stir. "Um. Would you like to?" I heard myself ask, pretty sure I knew where this was leading. She immediately started breathing heavily. I started to run my hand up her thigh, up her tummy to cup her breast. I found I could smell her wetness. She said in a very quiet, trembling voice "would you mind?" I answered that I loved the idea. We had amazing sex, and near the end, as I was thrusting into her, I asked if she wanted Mark to do the same. She could only moan in answer. The next weekend, one week before the wedding, we went to another friend's cottage, isolated in the back country bordering the Great Lakes. There were eight of us, including Mark, his fiance and four single friends. Saturday during the day most of us were sitting on the dock in front of the cottage, which is on a small island (100 yards deep and 50 across, looking at the front of the cottage). There's a small island behind which is joined to the larger one only when water levels are low, which they were. At one point in mid-afternoon, I noticed that Mark and Christine were absent, and went looking for them. They were sitting under a tree together on the back island, in a little hollow. They were sitting side-by-side and chatting amiably, playing with strands of grass and laughing once in a while. As I watched, they stood up and started walking back to the cottage, so I left. They joined us on the dock a few minutes later. That night we had a great dinner, several bottles of wine were drunk, and afterwards we shared a room with Mark and his fiance. It was completely pitch dark, without even a moon to light up the woods outside the window. While Christine and I shared a twin-size bed on one side of the room, Mark and A. were doing the same ten feet away. The others were lying around the cottage on sofa beds and in sleeping bags, also just a few feet away and separated from us by a curtain. So I had to whisper very quietly to ask Christine if she'd enjoyed the day. She had. So I asked "Was Mark still hinting?" She shuddered and snuggled closer to me. "Mmm hmmm." I ran my hand up under her nightshirt and started fondling a perfect breast. "Would you still like to grant his wish?" She shuddered again and rolled onto her back, so I, lying on my side, could cuddle her and we could talk. She whispered "Are you sure you wouldn't mind?" I lifted her knee of the side that was pressing against me, and reached to fondle her sex. She was wet. Ever so gently touching her clit with my fingers, I whispered back, "I want you to fuck him." We kissed, slow and deep and long, and while we did my fingers continued their dance, and Christine reached down to grab me. I was hard. She lifted her leg further to grant me access, and I silently shifted up and slowly slid my cock into her. She was struggling to keep her breathing quiet. With no chance for really stroking without giving everything away, I kept up with what I had started with my fingers, stroking her clit as she milked me. And I kept talking. "I want you to take him down to the back island tomorrow. I want you to seduce him. To get naked for him. I want you to suck him, and let him eat you. And I want him to fuck you." The talk made her even hotter, and by the time we both came she was not the least bit reluctant to go through with it. The next day, after breakfast, we headed to the dock for another spell of swimming. Christine stopped by briefly to tell me that she was going for a walk with Mark, and gave me a kiss and left. After about twenty minutes I excused myself from the gang on the dock, and made my way toward the back island, where I could see if anything was going to happen. I hid in the bushes where I could see the two of them, sitting on the pine-needle covered ground and leaning with their backs against the same tree. This time they were holding hands. They'd removed sandals, and were wriggling their toes in the sand and pine needles on which they lay. I could just make out some of what they were saying. After a couple of minutes Christine leaned over to Mark and kissed him on the lips. He looked stunned for a few seconds, then held her head to return the kiss. It turned out to be a sizzler, with a lot of tongue. She broke the kiss to whisper something to him, then resumed. They were still sitting on the ground, side by side, with his arm around her, and his other hand started to wander around her breasts. She took it in one of hers, without breaking the kiss, and pulled it down between her legs, and up under the short skirt of her sun dress. As she pulled it toward her crotch, the skirt was pulled up and I was amazed and very turned on to see that she had not worn panties. Mark was surprised too. He broke the kiss to ask a question I didn't hear, she whispered back, and he started to stroke her pussy with his fingers as they resumed the kiss. Another minute passed, and Mark couldn't be contained any more. He got down between her legs, and started to lick her. Christine was in nirvana, but she regained her composure for a few seconds, checked the horizon, saw no one, and pulled her sun dress off over her head. She lay back flat on the ground. I made a similar check of my horizon, made sure I was obscured from all directions by the bushes, and lowered my own shorts. I could hear the other guests, including Mark's fiance, laughing and swimming off the dock a short distance away. When I looked back at the couple on the back island, Christine was cumming, trying not to be too loud and failing. Mark was fondling her breasts as she moaned and clenched her thighs around his head. I started to stroke myself. As she came down from her orgasm, Mark, still fully clothed except for the footwear discarded earlier, kissed his way up her belly, stopping for a moment or two at her breasts, and finally lay up against her whole body, kissing her deeply on the mouth. Christine started to unbutton his shirt, but had to push him off to to reach the lower buttons. He sat back on his knees and started on his shirt while Christine unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts. In a minute, he too was naked, and I watched from behind his back as Christine knelt, then as her head descended to his crotch, running her hands along his sides, until her head reached its goal in his lap. I saw his back tense as she got there, and from my angle slightly above them I could see the curve of her perfect ass sticking out as she bobbed her mouth up and down on him. After a minute or two of this, she sat up again, and lay back down flat on her back, legs spread, arms inviting. I was on fire, stroking my cock as I saw him kneel again between my wife's outstretched legs. He started low, kissing his way up her belly and breasts, until he reached her mouth. They kissed frantically, mouths wide open. His cock was large and straight, and it was aimed at her opening. I saw her hand reach down, encircle it. I saw her aim it and tug it toward her. Then, with a long agonizingly slow heave, it slid into her cunt, first just the head, then inch by inch the rest of the shaft. He stopped half way as if to tease, but she was having none of that: her hands reached back and grabbed his tight ass and slowly pulled him the rest of the way into her. The kiss never broke. They lay still, interlocked, for half a minute, frantically exploring each others' mouths, until the urge to do more overtook Mark. He started to thrust. Out, until his cockhead was lodged just inside her. In, a long slow heave as his asscheeks clenched. Out again. In again. Christine' thighs heaved to meet each stroke, to get him deeper and deeper inside her. Still, their kiss continued, his hands supported his weight on the forest floor, hers fondled his back and ass, urging him deeper and faster. She broke the kiss to moan something I couldn't understand. In. He started to lick and bite her collarbone. Out. She spread her legs still wider, moved her ankles up and crossed them behind his ass. In. Out. In. Out. For more than ten minutes they fucked, with a beautiful, slow, sensuous rhythm, naked on the forest floor while I watched. Five other people played loudly and unknowing less than a hundred yards away. Finally, his strokes became shorter, and faster, and then stopped; I could see his ass clench repeatedly. I knew that he was filling my wife with his cum. That drove me over the edge, and as he came deep inside her I sprayed the bushes with my own load. They kissed again, and cuddled for several minutes, with his cock still encased in my wife's cunt. I considered how best to extricate myself and rejoin the group. But he wasn't done yet, and neither was Christine. She started to fondle his ass again, and nibbled at his ear, and in five minutes he was ready to go again. She stopped him, he got off and lay on his back and this time she mounted him. I had an even better view of his cock disappearing into her as she started to rock and bounce slowly on him. I looked up and was shocked to see a canoe with a man and a woman in it, a couple of hundred yards away. Mark and by wife were in plain view, too distracted to notice anything but their own lust, her perfect breasts bouncing up and down as she rode him. But the canoeists didn't see. After ten minutes of this Mark again came inside my wife. This time she came too, moaning loudly as he again squirted his cum deep inside her. They stopped and snuggled in the shade of the trees, and I snuck away. Half an hour later Mark and Christine returned after "an enjoyable walk" exploring the island and talking, as they explained to the rest of our group. It was only later that night, back in our own bed at home, that Christine and I shared stories of what she had done, and what I had seen. That was several years ago now. We've been happily married for seventeen years. She's still very attractive, he's still a teddy bear. She'd like to repeat the experience with Mark, and I'd love to watch and perhaps join in. The last time we saw him, at a reunion of our old college friends, she told me he was hinting again. Well, you never know. Her First Time She walked in. I knew it was her from her pictures. She was just as pretty as her pictures were too. In my mind, I could see the other pictures she sent me as well, and I could imagine how her breasts were moving as she walked. We 'met' online. I responded to an ad she had put on one of those free sites, looking for another female. She was curious and had decided to take that next step. I had been looking for someone to play with, a friend with benefits, I suppose you could say, for some time. I am picky about my 'friends' though, and wanted someone of above average looks. And honey, where I'm from, that's hard to come by! So we decided to meet at this little café somewhere in between where we both live. And this was the night. I was really hoping it would end up with more than just talking. I had been longing, yearning even, to finally be with another woman alone, just the two of us. No threesome! And I thought she just might be the one! So we greeted each other with a hug. Feeling her breasts press against mine...mmmm...my nipples were instantly hard. We sat down and just started talking. It just seemed so easy, like we had known each other for years. We ate a little something then walked down the street to a local bar to get a drink. Since we were both away from where we lived, I dared to take her hand in mine and was thrilled when she allowed it. We walked into the bar holding hands, then took a seat in a booth in the back corner where it was a bit dark. We ordered a couple of drinks and talked some more. Before we knew it, our drinks were gone and we ordered a couple more. After the server put our drinks down and walked away, I leaned in to her and lightly kissed her neck. I wasn't sure how she would respond, especially since we were in a public place. But she turned her head toward me in leaned in. Our lips met in a sweet kiss at first, but then it became deeper, our tongues intertwined. I placed my hand on the back of her neck and pulled her even closer, then slid my hand down to her breast and cupped it, finding and rubbing her nipple with my thumb. It hardened instantly and she moaned in my mouth. I instantly became wet and felt my pussy throbbing. I pulled away from her and said, "Shall we go?" She said, "Absolutely!" So we downed our drinks, paid, and left. All of the men in the bar were staring, and we even heard a few comments about why did we have to leave and couldn't the show just continue there. We looked at each other and just giggled. After we got outside, I said, "On my way into town, I saw a hotel. Shall we go there?" She agreed and we got in my car and drove to the hotel. We parked, I checked us in, and we went to our room. I could feel that she was excited, but I could also feel a bit of nervousness now that we were alone. So I excused myself to the restroom to give her a few minutes alone, and also to freshen up. When I entered the room again, she excused herself to the restroom, so I took the opportunity to turn down the bed and undress down to my matching lace bra and thong. I laid down on the bed and did not have to wait long until she came out of the restroom. She kind of gasped, but then grinned, so I knew we were okay. She looked straight into my eyes as she undressed down to her bra and boy shorts. How did she know I found those extremely sexy? She came over to the bed and laid down beside me. I was on my side, with my head resting on my hand propped up on my elbow and she was laying on her back. I began to lightly caress her face, tracing her eyes, nose, lips and chin. My hand moved down her neck to her chest, still lightly caressing. I love when someone touches me like that and she seemed to like it too. I leaned over and licked her lips, then began kissing her deeply and passionately while I cupped her breast with my hand, again finding her nipple and bringing it to attention with my thumb. Her bra hooked at the front and I unhooked it while we were still kissing. I then moved it aside and began rolling her nipple between my thumb and finger while kissing and licking down her neck, down her chest. I then took her nipple into my mouth, suckling it, flicking it with my tongue. I heard and felt her breathing increase. I got up on all fours over top of her and kissed her beautiful mouth again, then worked my way down her body, licking and kissing, sometimes lightly biting. I took her panties and slid them off of her and spread her legs. I could smell her arousal and see the wetness glistening. What a total turn on! I knew I was soaking wet as well, but right now, it was all about her. I wanted to make her first time with another female something she would never forget, and even fantasize about. Her pussy was so beautiful, perfectly smooth with a small patch of hair. I lightly traced the outside of her pussy lips with my finger, then so easily, slid my finger into her hot, wet pussy. She moaned, and I said, "Baby, we are only just beginning." I slid another finger in and began fucking her sweet pussy slowly with my fingers. I still had not touched her clit, but I knew that her clit was aching for my mouth. I leaned down and lightly circled her clit with my tongue. "Oh my God, you are torturing me!" She laughed and moaned at the same time. I covered her clit with my mouth and began flicking my tongue on it and circling it, while still finger fucking her. She was so wet, my hand was covered, and she was thrusting into my face. I licked down her pussy and added my tongue to my fingers, licking in and out, then back up to her clit. She had told me she sometimes liked anal play as well, so I took one soaking wet finger out of her pussy and slid it down to rub her asshole. Her moaning increased, "OH YES!" I knew that was the okay to continue. I slid my finger in her asshole. I was fucking her pussy with one finger, her ass with another, and devouring her clit with my mouth and tongue. I felt her body start to quiver. "Oh God yes, I'm gonna cum for you!" This was such a crazy turn on for me I thought I might cum with her. Her hips were thrusting wildly now as I continued to finger fuck both holes. Her clit was hard and erect as my tongue and lips continued flicking and sucking. All of a sudden, I felt her spasms begin inside her pussy and asshole, her hips bucking against my face. "OH MY GOD! YES YES YES!!!" She was screaming and moaning as she continued to cum. My mouth and fingers never let up and she continued to cum, over and over and over. As her spasms and tremors finally subsided, I trailed kisses up her body to her mouth and slid my tongue in her mouth, knowing she would be able to taste herself. As I raised up to look down at her, she said, "That was the most amazing thing I have ever felt." I said, "Mmmm, I am so glad!" Then she said, "Now my turn to do you!" I smiled and laid back on the bed. Her First Time First, I want to thank VampGirl1991 for her help in editing my work. I couldn't have done it without her. *** Hi, I'm Johnny, and this is a story about how I fucked my girlfriend's daughter for her first time. Katie was my girlfriend's daughter. She was 19 and cute, she had voluptuous tits, a tight ass and an adorable body; which, when given the chance, she would like to show it off at night. I think she did it for me. Trying to turn me on in secret, I guess. Jackie, my girlfriend, works a night job; she goes in at 3:00 and usually gets home at midnight-ish. I was lying in bed reading a book and Katie was inside. I guess she was probably watching TV. It is what she always did at night. She would usually lie on the couch in a tiny nightie that just rested past her crotch when she stood up; she was probably curled up watching some sitcom. I heard Katie get up and walk past the bedroom door. As she passed I looked up and I could almost see the very edge of her ass cheeks because my bed has no frame, the box spring and mattress lay on the floor. She stops and asks if I would like anything, because she is going into the kitchen. I reply, "No, thanks." As she turns, she drops the remote she is holding and bends over to pick it up. I was turning my head back to my book, but as I do, I have to take a double take and realize she has not bent her knees and she also is not wearing any panties. There is a shadow but I can vaguely make out her pussy lips. She picks up the remote and proceeds into the kitchen. As she returns to the living room and walks past my door I glance up and notice she has lifted up her nightie and is nonchalantly scratching her hip, which gives me another peek at her pussy, this time from the front, and I notice she has no pubic hairs. I know she is doing this on purpose, as she has done so many times before. I just continue back to my book. I am lying there in just a pair of loose shorts, no shirt, or socks. I guess I must have read about two chapters and I hear Katie come to the door; as she peeks her head in, she says, "Hey, what's up? I say, "Nothing much, just reading. What's up with you?" She walks in and walks on the bed and kneels down at a slight angle, not facing me directly with her knees tight together, and her hands holding down her nightie. She says, "Oh, I'm bored, there's nothing good on TV. " I could see she is looking to talk so I lay the book on my chest, and say, "What's new, how're things?" "Ah, same shit, different day. I dumped my boyfriend. He was being an asshole, keeps begging me to let him screw me and I just keep turning him down, telling him I am not ready yet." So I say, "That's a good girl. save yourself for that special time and special person." Katie says, "You're right. I am very curious though." "About?" I say to her. "Well, can you talk to me as if you were one of my friends, if you were my age you were there once, weren't you"? I say, "If your mother ever knew I was telling you anything like this... I don't think I need to say any more." "I swear she will never know anything. I can't talk to her about this stuff, you know that." "Yeah, what do you want to know?" "Well," she says. As she turns directly toward me, her knees part about an inch or so. I can see this but I do not take my eyes off hers. However, it is in my vision. Her hands have now released her nightie and one is scratching the inside of her thigh. "I am afraid. There is a mark on my thigh and I do not know what it is. I do not want to tell mom because she will question me about having sex and I didn't. Well, not with..." she pauses, "I used my fingers and... a vibrator." "Where is the mark?" I say. "Well, here." As she slides her nightie up, she pushes her hand between her legs to cover up her pussy and she spreads her legs open as she does this. She brings it to just below her pussy and turns so I can see. I see nothing there. Therefore, I say, "I don't see anything," therefore she looks down and she also sees nothing. "But there was a red mark," she says. "You might have been a little rough with yourself and gave yourself a slight bruise, and sometimes they go away quickly. I think it will be ok now." I know she is just flirting with me. She wanted to tease me, seeing how far she can take this. Well, I go along and play her little game. "Hey, do you want to play a game?" she says. "How about Twister? I haven't played that is a long time." "I don't know, not one of my favorites," I say to her. Not knowing it will be my favorite game in the world soon. "Oh, come on, it'll be fun. Don't be a bummer. Come on." She gets up quick and in the excitement she forgot she did not have panties on and swung up and around to go inside and set up the game; and as she did I got a very brief but very clear glimpse of her sweet, shaved pussy. I could see she had tight or maybe no lips, shaved very clean and smooth. I could feel my cock twitch. I was hoping she did not go to her bedroom to put panties on but figured she probably did. Five minutes later I hear her exclaim, "Come on, it's ready." Therefore, I get up, insert my bookmark in my book, and lay it on my nightstand. I walk out of the bedroom and she is sitting Indian-style in the middle of the game spinning the spinner. The spinner is on her lap covering her crotch. "Ok, are you ready? I'm gonna kick your butt. Oh, I go first. Sorry, I called it," she says. I chuckle with a 'I know your gonna cheat to win' kind of look. She gets up, keeping the spinner over her crotch, and spins the spinner. It lands on 'right foot on red.' Next, I spin and it lands on 'right hand green.' I squat down and place my hand on the green circle. She spins again and it lands on 'left foot on blue.' Therefore, she has to step over me with one foot on each side of me. I am now looking down; I know if I turn my head up I will be looking straight at her crotch or her pussy if she is still not wearing any panties. However, I know this is what she is looking for. I reach out, grasp the spinner, and say, "It's my turn," and spin. It lands on 'left foot red'; but the only one I could put my foot on is up by my hand, which would put me in a position that would put me lying sideways, kind of looking up. Knowing I do not have a choice, I put my foot on the red circle and out of the corner of my eye I see her looking at me. Therefore, I say, "OK, it's your turn, go ahead." So she reaches down to flick the spinner and has to take her eyes off me. So I glance up and sure enough she is not wearing any panties. Moreover, in the brightness of the room, I get a very good look at her pussy. I can see a glint of moisture. I can tell she is very wet. She spins and lands on 'right hand blue.' There is one between my legs and one above my head. She reaches for the one above my head, which makes her lean back and spread her legs even more. She says, "OK, go already!" "Relax, I'm going." I reach over and spin the spinner and it lands on left foot green. That will make it so that I am almost flat on my back looking straight up at her pussy. I can tell she knows this and is getting very wet knowing I am looking at her pussy. So I move my foot to green. I now have a semi-hard cock growing rapidly to full erection. She then reaches down to spin the spinner and it lands on 'right foot red.' As she moves her foot to the red circle, she slips and falls with her pussy directly on my face. She scrabbles to get up and apologizes. So I say, "Why aren't you wearing any panties, Katie?" She gets up and there is a moment of silence. Then she looks down, lifts up her nightie, and looks at her pussy. "I forget to put on panties. How the hell did this happen?" "Katie, come on. How could you forget to put on panties? I know this was deliberate. What do you want?" "Well, you have always turned me on, and I thought since mom is working an extra shift and won't be home until 3am... Well, you see, I saw you in the shower the other day and I have never seen a cock that big and I thought maybe if I turned you on enough I might convince you to maybe let me , well, kinda, maybe, sorta, let me suck your cock." "WHAT?" I say in shock. She exclaims, "It's not fair you got to taste my pussy! didn't you like the look and taste? I shaved it just for you." "I don't know," I say. "This just isn't right." So Katie says, "I know it's just a cock but, well, it is so fuckin' big. Please, can I? I want to see if I can take the whole thing down my throat. I don't think I have a gag reflex. Your big cock will put it to the test. That thing has got to be 10 inches." "Well, it's only nine, but..." I can see she is noticing my cock is almost fully erect, kind of poking the head out of the top of my shorts. She can tell her plan is working, that she is really turning me on. So she sits on the floor, leans back, pulls up her nightie, spreads her legs, and says, "This doesn't turn you on at all?" "Hmmmmm, you do have a very pretty pussy but I don't feel very comfortable doing this. If your mother ever found out she would kill me and throw me out." "Oh, she will never find out I promise. Really, I promise," she says with real enthusiasm. I just stare into her eyes, thinking very hard. "Well, let's make a deal." "Anything, just name it." "You could deep throat me if I could bury my tongue deep in the depths of your pussy and eat you till you cum all over my face. You tasted damn good before. Sweet as sugar." "Oooooowwww, that's a deal I just can't turn down." She reaches down and grabs the rim of my shorts and proceeds to pull them down behind my ass. I lift a little, looking at her curiously as she slides my shorts down past my thighs, past my knees and right off my body. She looks at it and it stirs slightly. "I am so excited," she says with a grin. She reaches up, grasps my cock in her hand, points it straight up, and leans forward with her mouth less than an inch away. She blows on it slightly and it quickly grows to a complete erection. She bends it toward her face and says, "WOW, that's incredible, that thing is huge." She leans in all the way and takes it in her wet mouth. She takes about half of it in and swirls her tongue around and pulls it back out. "Hmmmmm, that tastes so good. I love pre-cum. I think it tastes so like candy." Therefore, she takes my cock back into her mouth, but this time she swallows the whole thing and I can feel her tongue licking my balls. She takes it out of her mouth and says, "I love the fact that you shave completely. It is such a turn on to see a huge cock with no pubic hair." She gets up and she removes her nightie and spreads her legs wider. She has the most adorable pussy I have seen in some time, really tight pussy lips. I could see her clit slightly protruding and she looked very moist. I say, "You look like you're getting very turned on, sweetie. Bring that pussy over here." So she says, "Maybe if I am a good girl you will fill my mouth with your cum. I would really like to taste your cum, see if it is any different than the boys I have swallowed before. Does a man taste any different then someone my age? "Let me see how big of a load you can dump down my throat." She proceeds to take my cock back in her mouth. Inch by inch she swallows it until her nose is resting against my pelvis. Up and down, her mouth goes on my cock. My hand comes down and goes to the back of her head and I guide her as she pumps my cock with her mouth. I could hear her moans as she strokes my cock. I grasp her ass and pull her down so my tongue is up against her sweet young pussy. I feel myself getting closer to my orgasm, so I persuade her to bring her pussy up toward my hand and she willingly turns, never taking my cock from her mouth. I slide my hand between her legs and start to rub her lips. Amazed how wet she is, I slide the tip of my middle finger inside her. She moans real deep as she sucks harder on my cock. I say, "Katie." And she turns her head as she removes my cock from her mouth and I ask her, "Have you ever had a guy go down on you?" She replies, "No" "Would you like to try it?" I say. With a big grin on her face she says, "What do I ..." I cut her off, grasping her leg and guiding her toward my face, and tell her she could still continue sucking my cock if she would like to. I guide her to straddle my face and I position her with her knees pushed forward and wide apart. I place my palms on her ass and my thumbs on each side of her pussy lips. I massage that area for a few moments. Meanwhile, I gently kiss the insides of her cheeks and run my tongue along the crease where her thigh and her pussy meet. I could hear her moaning intensely, sucking my cock exceptionally hard and deep. I tell her to ease off; I don't want to cum yet. So she just licks my cock and balls gently. I spread her pussy and gently lick, inserting my tongue inside her hole. I softly lick and suck her clit, consuming all her juices. She writhes, moans and thrusts her hips down, forcing her pussy on my mouth hard. She takes my cock back in her mouth, exclaiming how she is getting closer to cumming and wants me to cum with her. She proceeds to deep throat me while I slobber at her pussy. I feel myself getting closer to orgasm and I know she is getting real close because she is starting to grind her hips down on my face. All of a sudden I feel I am not able to hold back anymore, and I proceed to blow my load down her throat. With every thrust she goes down, another surge of cum dumps down her eager throat. This presumably brings her to an immense orgasm and she starts to cum incredibly hard. I think me cumming in her mouth is what sets her off because it seems her knees push out sideways and she opens up her legs real wide and grinds her pussy hard on my tongue. I could hear her groaning on my cock, which sounds something like, "Oh, fuck I'm cummmmmming, I'm fuckin' cumming" As the last of my sperm pumps down her throat, she is still cumming intensely hard. I know she knows I have finished cumming. She slowly withdraws my cock from her mouth with a great amount of suction. And then I hear a pop as it comes out. She is still cumming but not as hard, and she says, "OH, YES, EAT MY PUSSY, SHOVE YOUR FUCKIN' TONGUE UP IN ME. FUCK MY PUSSY WITH YOUR TONGUE. YES, YES, YES!" I spread her pussy lips and shove both my thumbs up in her, open her up wide and ram my tongue deep inside her. She tastes so damn good as she cums in my mouth and coats my face. I feel her squeeze my cock with pleasure as she starts to come down from her orgasm. "Holy shit, that was the most intense orgasm I have ever had. You are absolutely incredible... I never thought that... that was possible. If you can do that with your tongue I wonder what you could do with this cock of yours." She gets up, her arms and legs a little shaky. She turns around and straddles me with her pussy just above the head of my cock. I could feel my cock head just brushing the crack of her ass. "I am not sure we should go this far," I say to her. "What is the difference? You just had your cock buried down the back of my throat and I came all over your face. If you ram your cock up inside my pussy it would just finish a wonderful episode." "But you said you never fucked before. Are you sure you want me to be your first and not someone special?" She says, "I want you deep inside my pussy. I want you to fuck the shit out of me. You might get to shove that big cock in my ass. That, I have done." "You're a dirty little girl, aren't you? Where did you learn all this stuff from?" "I am 20 already. You'd be surprised what girls my age know about sex." All along she is rubbing her pussy up against my belly, and I can feel my stomach get soaking wet. She reaches behind her, and using her fingers, she grabs my cock and rubs it between her cheeks. I feel myself fully erect at this point and my semen is lubricating the crack of her ass. She says, "We're gonna have to put it in slowly. I am not sure how it is going to go in. My dildo is a lot smaller than your cock." She gets up on her feet, spreads her knees wide and squats down over my cock. She reaches down between her legs and with one finger she lifts my cock up and aligns it with her lips, guiding it into her very wet, dripping love canal. As the head starts to invade her, spreading her pussy open, I feel her muscles contract, squeezing the cock head, milking it like an udder. Then she drops down all the way, completely impaling my cock deep inside her incredibly tight, cock-milking pussy. I hear her moan loud and exclaim, "Ohhhhh, fuck, this feels outrageous. Your cock is so fuckin' big in my pussy. Do you like my sweet, young pussy wrapped around your cock?" As she is still on her feet pumping up and down on my incredibly hard erection, I say, "Fuck, YES, your pussy feels so fuckin' tight. Just keep fucking my cock, baby." She continues to fuck me like this for about five minutes then I can tell her legs are getting tired and she drops to her knees and leans forward, rubbing the head of my cock on her G-spot. I reach up and grasp her tits, running my thumbs over her nipples. I then slide my hands along the sides of her tits and around her back and pull her down to me, placing my lips on hers and kissing her deeply. As our lips part, I say to her, "Let's roll onto your back so I can fuck you properly, deep and hard. Would you like that?" She exclaims, "Oh, yes," as she stretches her legs out straight and I roll her on to her back. When we are in this position she wraps her legs around me and simultaneously we thrust hard into each other, imbedding my cock balls deep into her. We just stay like this for a few moments as we kiss deeply again. As our lips part she whispers to me, "You can cum in me. I am on the pill, I started it about a year ago just in case I got lucky." All I say is, "Mmmmm, fill you with my cum, huh?" I slowly start to pump in and out of her pussy with long, deep strokes. She begins to purr like a pussycat. "Your pussy feels so fuckin' good and tight, engulfing my cock." As I continue to pump in and out of her, we both pick up the pace the faster and faster we go. I am bottoming out harder and harder as we fuck. I grasp the sides of her face and our lips lock and our tongues engage in a fierce battle as our bodies plunge into our lovemaking frenzy. No words are spoken, only the sounds of tongues and the wet slapping of my cock pounding into her dripping wet pussy. Our bodies are mounting toward orgasm again. We are so overcome by our relentless fucking and we both know neither one of us want to stop until we cum. But I know that we will both get more out of this if we change to as many positions as I can possibly come up with. I lift up on my hands and push up as high as I can without missing a stroke. I balance on one hand and slide my hand under her knee. Then, placing that hand back on the ground, I pull the other leg up and do the same, getting her ankles onto my shoulders, giving me deeper penetration into her pussy. "Fuck, yes, you are so fuckin' deep in me, feels like you're inside my womb. Fuck the shit out of me, fuck me harder. I don't want to be able to walk tomorrow." I tell her to rub her clit, rub it hard and fast and not to worry, she definitely will have a problem walking tomorrow when I am done fucking her. She will cum a lot before it's all over. I continue to fuck her fast and deep. I slow my pace and get on my knees, lifting her ass as I go, making my way to my feet one at a time till she is resting on her shoulders. With my cock bent down, stroking in and out of her pussy, rubbing the hell out of her G-spot, she starts going crazy. Her First Time "Yes, fuck yes, fuck me, fuck me good." As she starts to orgasm I vigorously rub her clit with my thumb. "Oh, my, fuck me, I'm fuckin' cummmmming, I'm fuckin' cummmmming." I feel her pussy clench and retract over and over again around my cock as she cums. And she cums hard. As her orgasm lulls down I take my cock out and manipulate her so we are both on our sides. I lift her upper leg and she guides my cock back into her pussy. "Fuck, I can't get enough of your pussy. I want to pound it till we pass out." "Yes, fuck my pussy raw." As I continue to fuck her, she rubs her clit hard and fast, reaching down occasionally to rub my balls. She keeps licking her hand to lubricate her clit and when she rubs my balls she tells me how good they taste. She rubs herself to her third orgasm of the night. I flip her onto her knees and mount up behind her. I slide my cock back into her pussy and as I fuck her I every so often completely withdraw my cock and slam it back in. Occasionally, I pull out and pause, stretching her pussy wide, looking at her wet, gaping, stretched pussy. "Fuck, you have a beautiful pussy. It looks really fucked now. That pussy is fucked wide." "Oh, stretch the shit out of my pussy, stretch it out real wide. Fuck me sore, fuck me real sore." "I will, I fucking will. Just wait till your ass is as fucked wide open as this pussy is. I am gonna fuck the shit out of your ass. I am gonna rip open your ass with my cock." "Your big fuckin' cock." I continue to fuck her pussy hard. With all this dirty talk, it is driving me crazy. I slow down a bit as I feel my balls tightening and my own orgasm building. I know I want her to cum at least two more times before I fuck her in her ass and my next load is getting dumped in her ass. "I want you to suck your pussy off my cock." She gets up and turns around and engulfs my cock to the base. As she comes up she exclaims, "Mmmmm, my pussy tastes so good mixed with the taste of your cock." She continues to suck my cock for two or three more minutes. Then she gets up and tells me to lie down and she gets up facing me and mounts my cock again. She rides me like a wild girl out of control, pounding hard on me. As she does, she puts her feet up on my thighs and her knees on the ground, her hands on my chest, grinding her pussy down on my cock. I reach up and grasp her tits in my hands and proceed to massage and squeeze her nipples. This brings her over the edge to a pulsing orgasm. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," she keeps shouting. "My pussy is cumming again! Fuck YES!" Her body is shaking all over, convulsing into another mind-blowing orgasm for her. She slowly eases down, sliding her legs out so every part of her is lying on top of every part of me. She just lies there with her face nuzzled into my neck, trembling with my rock hard cock still in her pussy. As her orgasm subsides she picks up her head and kisses me gently. "My pussy has never cum that many times in one month, never mind one hour." I look up at the clock and it is only 6:22 PM. "We have about four and a half more hours to fuck and I am gonna make you cum more than twice that and some." "I don't know if I could cum that many times without passing out." "Oh, you WILL BE AWAKE when you cum for the tenth time." I give her about fifteen minutes rest, then I roll her on her back, and get up and tell her I'll be right back. I return momentarily with a bottle of lube. "It's time to stretch the hell out of that ass. I am gonna fuck the hell out of your shit hole, baby." I pick up her legs and push them back to her shoulders and tell her to hold them up and hold them tight. I dribble some on my cock and rub it around then I drip some on her asshole. To her surprise I put the tip of the bottle against her ass and shove it up, dumping a ton up her asshole. I pull it out and quickly plug her hole with my cock. A little bit drips out and down her crack. I start to push my cock up her ass slowly. "Motherfucker, that fuckin' thing is big, it feels like it's splitting my ass in two." She starts to tremble from it. So I say, "Well, daughter-fucker, not motherfucker." She giggles and says, "Smart-ass, that fuckin' thing is huge but, fuck, it feels so good." I chuckle. "Tight-ass, not smart-ass, and I am gonna make that tight-ass loose ass when I am done fucking it." "Please push it in all the way and just let it enlarge my hole. I need to get use to it." So I embed my cock balls deep, leaning forward and pinning her ankles to the floor. Then I lift my feet, placing all my weight on her ass. "FUCK, THAT IS DEEP! IT FEELS SO FUCKIN GOOD! OH, FUCK, YES, YES, YES!" After a few seconds I rest, my feet back down, and start to pump her ass with long, deep strokes. Her ass feels so good wrapped around my cock. It is so, so tight, unbelievably tight, I might add. In fact, I have to stop and temporarily have to concentrate on something else so as not to cum prematurely. I recompose myself and resume fucking her in the ass. She reaches up and she is playing with her clit, pushing one, two and even three fingers up her pussy, fucking herself. "Oh, yes, fuck my little, tight ass. Oh, fuck, your cock is so fuckin' big, I can't believe you have all nine inches buried up my ass. Oh, yes fuck me, fuck my ass." Then she starts chanting, "Fuck my ass, fuck my ass, fuck my ass, fuck my ass, fuck my ass, fuck my ass." She repeats it over and over and I increase in speed, pounding the shit out of her ass almost literally. I am so glad I used all that lube. Regardless of how tight her hole is the lube is allowing it to slide effortlessly in and out. I can tell she is approaching another orgasm, as well as me. We both know we are approaching our orgasms. She rubs her pussy faster and I pump her faster. "Oh, yes, cum in my ass, fill my shit hole with your cum. Dump that load in me." As she continues to talk dirty to me it brings me over the edge and my first load of cum spurts into her ass, which in turn brings her over the edge and she produces her most intense orgasm of the night. As she peaks, she yells, "Stuff that cock in my mouth! I want to taste my ass and your cum, please, please let me taste it!" I rip my cock from her ass and drop on my back. She flips around, cum dripping from her ass, and swallows my cock to the base. "Fuck, fuck, yes, suck you ass from my cock, lick that cum, eat it, you dirty bitch." She continues to suck my cock clean, proclaiming how good our fluids taste together. After a minute or so she drops my flaccid, cleaned cock onto my belly and crawls up and cuddles up to me. "You are so fuckin' incredible. You have definitely fucked my pussy raw and my ass, well, it feels so fuckin' good. We WILL do this again." As the vehemence of the word 'will' sinks in, she adds, "Mom is going next month to California for two weeks to see her sister and we will fuck for the whole two weeks." "I won't tell her but I will take a few days vacation and we won't get out of bed." We fuck a few more times and she actually cums eleven times total and I cum four. Once in her mouth, once in her pussy, once in her ass and once all over her face. In addition, as far as the two weeks her mother goes away, well, that's another story. *** Please comment, good or bad. If you would like to hear about our two weeks, inspire me and I will see what I can do. ;D Bobby Edited by VampGirl1991 Her First Time I had never looked at another woman like this, I had always considered myself too be straight. Although I had lots of gay and lesbian friends, the thought of making love too another woman had never crossed my mind. Don't get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with a homosexual relationship in my eyes, my best friend is in a loving relationship with an amazing woman who makes her happier then I have ever known her. However, what happened one night had completely changed my mind. I had recently gotten engaged too a great guy whom I had loved for many years, we had grown up together, he was two years ahead of me in school. Slim, great body, nice tight ass and a very talented tongue if you know what I mean? His younger sister had also been my friend since their parents moved next door to my family when I was four, being the only Oriental family in the neighbourhood it appeared as if they had a hard time making friends somehow, but a friendship quickly grew between our families almost too the point of being one family. I know what you're thinking, no I didn't have sex with my friend. She's my lesbian best friend and perhaps the only woman I feel comfortable being around when naked. As a child I was always slightly heavy set and a late bloomer Yuri, on the other hand hit puberty a young age and blossomed into an amazing woman, I'm not joking she could have had anyone she wanted. Nevertheless, as she matured she knew what she wanted and it wasn't a man. I can still to this day, remember the time she told me she was a lesbian. I was both shocked and excited for her since she had found her path in life and I was still looking. Anyway, fast forwards three years... I was the only one she could confide in about her sexuality, perhaps because we had been friends forever or because I was dating her brother, I don't know. It was her 21st birthday and she had decided to tell her family about her secret girlfriend, I knew about her lover for years and was sworn too secrecy, we had even become good friends and shared sex stories. Molly is her name, an amazing older woman in her late 20s, she had been married before but her relationship had ended when her husband cheated on her with another woman and she found solace in Yuri's arms. I guess I was kind of jealous at first as I thought she was taking my life long friend away from me, but I sat down and talked with Molly, in five minutes I guess I was almost in love with her too. Molly's voice is so soft and amazing, very well spoken and with an intellect that makes the greatest scientists look stupid. Once I had even found myself masturbating too the thought of her voice. No, I didn't fuck her also. Anyway, I'm loosing track here. back onto the story. The night went smoothly and Yuri and Molly where having fun, getting drunk and being generally silly. They had been lovers for awhile now but no one knew, not even Yuri's brother Mika, my boyfriend. Yuri gathered everyone into the living room of the house too say she had an important announcement, as everyone gathered she turned too Molly and kissed her passionately, it was so passionate that had her parents not been in the room they would have made love on the carpet. Well, all hell broke loose, Mika applauded, her father walked out of the room and her mother stood jaw open and cried. Eventually, after many months Molly was accepted into the family as a daughter after seeing the way she lovingly treated Yuri. A blessing was given for them to get engaged and eventually marry as a lesbian couple and that is when I happened, my first time. I had no idea what was happening and I didn't want it to stop until I had an orgasm and more. For two years the wedding of Yuri and Molly was planned down too the last detail, even the colour of the carpet was meticulously planned to match everything in the wedding hall. I remember that Yuri had asked me too stand as her maid of honour at the wedding, I almost cried when she asked me. I remember blubbering 'Y-Y-Yes... of course I will'. For me, it was unusual too help plan a lesbian wedding nonetheless, they had strict orders to obey and I was up for the task. The two brides would be naked along with anyone else whom wanted to bare all during the ceremony. During puberty, I had lost a lot of weight and I must admit, it had even shocked me when I see myself naked but I wanted too loose more. After work I spent a lot of time in the gym pushing weights and toning up my body as I wanted to honour my best friend's wishes. I had seen her and Molly naked many times, sometimes by accident during their most intimate moments, and I must say, they both look amazing I knew I had a long way too go too look as good as they do. I had spent months pushing and lifting weights to tone up my physique to the point where I was happy with my new body. my clothes seemed to hang off of me. At home I used to spend what seemed like hours studying my naked body, every curve in the right place, my C cup breasts firm and perfect. I spent hours walking up and down in my house, safe that no one could see me until the night of Yuri's hen party. Molly had a separate party at her friends house and since I had a larger home, Yuri asked me too host her party, something I jumped at the chance to do for my old friend. I had gotten a hold of her address book and she had highlighted friends she wanted to attend so I quickly placed the calls and gathered eight of her closest friends. I had alerted my neighbours of a private party happening and in advance apologised for any problems that may happen. With all of her friends in the house, the party had finally begun. I had never seen Yuri look so amazing, she was a goddess made mortal but, that is when I saw her hiding in the corner, almost ashamed to join in the fun that was happening around her. Now, you must know this, I was completely sober and hadn't had a single drink of alcohol at all, but something about her screamed into my mind, I stood almost motionless watching her smile and laugh as the excitement of the evening washed by us I couldn't tak my eyes off of her. She carried a little weight that hugged her body perfectly creating a perfect feminine form, her eyes where like two diamonds shining in the light. Even her fake smile warmed my heart as I knew I once had that same look as if too say 'Why am I even here?' I was almost too nervous too speak too her, I had no idea what was happening too me as my eyes locked her delicate curves and amazing figure. Some would say she is overweight, but the way she held herself and the perfect proportions made her look like a goddess made mortal. Now nerves had overtaken me, I loved Mika with all my heart and soul yet I could not get this vision of beauty out of my head, quickly I ran too the bathroom to splash water on my face in an attempt to calm my self down and that's when Yuri entered. She had seen me watching her and with a large smile on her face she spoke with her soft almost erotic voice as she asked me what was wrong with a sheepish smile. Laughing nervously, I told my lesbian best friend about the girl I had seen. Somehow she found my situation funny as she explained who the beautiful young woman was. She was a cousin of Molly and had asked to spend a few weeks with her cousin since she had been expelled from University for some reason that I won't into. It almost seemed as if my life was mirrored in that of the woman in my living room, at least from what I was told anyway. Yuri also told me that Molly had described the look in her eyes when they first met and it echoed in my own. Well anyway, back too the story. After awhile and a few drinks, I worked up the nerve to talk too her as the night drew too a close and the guests leave for home as the wedding was not for a week yet, but being four o'clock in the morning they left, with Yuri passed out on my bed I decided to use the spare room. Primarily used as an office but equipped with a bed, Yuri had been staying with me for a few days while we finalised her wedding. Exhausted from the long night, I removed my clothes and slipped into bed. I always sleep naked, more comfortable that way. Anyway, I must have dropped off right away as I remember having the most intensely erotic dreams about the beautiful woman I had seen earlier, so erotic I even masturbated myself too the thought of her as I slept. Around 2 O'clock in the afternoon, I woke up and staggered into the kitchen for a cup of coffee. I don't think I even realised at first, Yuri wore a bath robe, open and showing off her amazing tight body and I was wearing nothing. With a hazy smile and my head still spinning from the large amounts of beer I had drunk the night before, I hugged Yuri softly and kissed her cheek before I poured out myself a large cup of coffee and leaned against the kitchen counter. Although I lived on my own for most of the time, and sometimes Mika stayed over from time too time and I stayed at his place. But my house is large, with four bedrooms, two are currently being decorated so I couldn't spare the room for any more of our friends to stay. For awhile, Yuri and I sat facing each other at the kitchen table. It's a relatively large kitchen, with room for a four seat dining table the house even had a separate dining room with full dining furniture, which I use just clean once in a while... So I sat facing Yuri at the kitchen table blushing slightly while trying to avoid looking at her amazing breasts. I had seen her naked before, many times actually. Although she was a lesbian, being straight I felt more then comfortable seeing her naked and her seeing me the same way, we had even slept in the same bed many times before. Although I must admit once when she stayed at my house after a night out, and being half drunk she was a little touchy-feely of my breasts and pussy. Something she immediately apologised for once she had realised although I have to admit, I did enjoy the feel of her fingers rolling over my clit and lips for that brief moment she was touching me in the most private of places. It's fair to say that Yuri knew me better then anyone in the world, even Mika. Smiling slightly past her own hangover, she asked me what was wrong with me since she said I was acting strangely. Unsure of what to do next, and facing the only person in the entire world I could rely on too keep a secret, I told Yuri about my intensely erotic dreams of Molly's cousin and that I had awoken from those dreams with my fingers deep inside me bringing myself too an orgasm. Laughing too herself, Yuri stood and walked towards me with a smile before she said simply "Relax..." and that's when it happened, the sound of bare feet stepping on wood flooring caught my attention, quickly my head whipped around and there she stood, in the doorway looking like an angel. Wearing a white silk camisole, cut low showing her amazing cleavage and hugging her figure almost perfectly and a matching white thong. Her hair flowed freely over her delicious body, a vision of beauty more so then the night before. All I remember doing was looking at Yuri as she stood with her jaw almost on the floor as she watched her enter and I have to admit, so was mine. She was a true vision of beauty, I had no idea if it was on purpose or an accident, but as she stood near the window the light shone through her camisole and reflected her perfect curves and 36-E cup breasts for us both too see, I could almost hear Yuri's thoughts as I thought the same thing. 'This girl had an amazing body, and knew how to use it' Well, we all spent the day together, laughing, joking and getting too know each other. Her name was Karen and she was most hilarious person I had ever met. A friendship quickly grew between us, yet I still couldn't get the image out of my head of her standing next too the window as the sunlight showed off her amazing breasts. That night Mika stayed over as Karen and Yuri went too the movies to get too know each other since they would be almost family, needless to say I was so horny I rode him like a horse all night yet my mind kept running back too Karen and her amazing body, her delicate lips... ohh I wanted nothing more then to taste her delicate lips. Now, for the first time I began to question my sexuality, was I Bi-Sexual or a Lesbian? I loved Mika and enjoyed sex with him. Nevertheless, during sex my mind kept running back too Karen and that made me even more horny too the point of demanding more from Mika but all I could think about was Karen and her amazing body, I thought about how much I wanted to taste every curve of her, I wanted to kiss her lips and suckle on her huge breasts. Now something else posed a problem, Mika's hard cock was deep inside of me as I sat on his lap riding him like a jockey, his hands kneading my C-cup tits but nothing, for the second time that night... nothing. Asking me what was wrong since I could not orgasm, I explained I had no idea, even though I knew exactly what was wrong. I now wanted Karen and I had decided that nothing was going to stand in my way of that, not even my beloved Mika. After taking a shower, Mika left unsatisfied for the first time since we started having sex. It was always something we where both proud of, we could always satisfy each other sexually, but now I had a new challenge. I waited up for Yuri and Karen to return home from the movies, although I had no idea why, I just had too see Karen again she was almost intoxicating too me. Wearing nothing I lay on a large three seat sofa watching TV as he door opened, I restrained myself from jumping out of my seat as I heard Karen's voice laughing with Yuri. I don't know what happened at the movies, but they seemed to enjoy what ever film they watched and Yuri decided to go too bed as she was sleeping in the spare room. Stepping off the sofa I was laid on, I walked into the hallway as Karen was stood at the door pulling on her coat, aware that I was still naked, I walked towards her and asked her where she was going. She told me she was going too book into a hotel for the next few days until the wedding was over before she opened the door and stepped out onto the street and walked towards the taxi cab waiting for her. Whatever came over me I don't know, the taxi driver's eyes almost popped out of his head as I ran towards Karen and stopped her before she entered the taxi. Shivering slightly, I told her she could stay at the house for the next few days until the wedding was over or as long as she wanted. And that's when I realised what I had done, I had ran outside completely naked and exposed myself too the taxi driver, Karen and the rest of the world. Blushing slightly, I stood my ground as Karen nodded and paid for the taxi before we walked inside. Laughing at what I had done, I helped her off with her jacket before she turned and looked into my eyes, blushing and shivering I kept my gaze on Karen's eyes until she slowly moved towards me and kissed me softly. My legs almost buckled as we wrapped our arms around each other and deepened the kiss between the two of us, I could feel her huge tits pressing against mine as our tongues rolled around each others in a passionate kiss. It was the first time I had ever had such an intimate moment with another woman and I did not care, even though the front door was open and everyone walking past my house could see me naked and locked in a passionate embrace with this amazing young woman. We continued our long passionate kiss as I felt more aroused with each passing moment, the familiar feeling between my legs became almost unbearable as her hands slowly slide down my curves and gently squeezed my ass. I had no idea what I was doing, but I knew one thing all I wanted now was sex, I wanted Karen. With the front door still open, Karen pushed me against the wall softly and kissed my neck, I remember thinking how soft her lips where against my skin and how delicately and perfectly she kissed and licked my naked body while her hands softly caressed my buttocks. Rolling her tongue softly over my nipples, I threw my head back and moaned softly as Karen ran her left hand over my sopping wet pussy lips. I almost screamed with pleasure at her first touch as she softly penetrated me with two of her delicate and long fingers before softly and slowly masturbating me while she kissed up my chest too my lips once more as we kissed passionately. At this time, I would have done anything for her, I was about too orgasm as she stopped and smiled at me while I panted with excitement at what she had done to me and that is when we both realised that the front door was still open, luckily no one saw us. Laughing slightly, I looked into her eyes and smiled before I closed and locked the door behind us both. I smiled too myself thinking she was locked in and could not go anywhere. What happened next, took my by surprise, Karen took my hand and led me into my bedroom with a large smile on her face before she closed the door behind us. Slowly, she leaned towards me as we kissed softly once again. I was almost afraid too let her go, her lips where so soft and delicate, her kisses where perfect much like her amazing smile. Sitting me down on the edge of my bed, she took one step back and slowly unbuttoned her blouse and allowed it too drop too the floor. I could not believe what I was seeing, her breasts where huge and amazing, even through the tiny white bra she wore. I could not take my eyes off her as she slowly slipped out of her skirt and stood before me wearing only a silk panties and matching bra. Her figure was perfect, slowly she leaned towards me and kissed me softly once more as she whispered into my ear "You take off the rest". By now my hands where trembling as I stood before her and kissed her softly as my hands ran over her bra and down her amazing body too the growing wet patch between her legs. Sliding her panties aside, I ran my middle finger over her wet lips before sliding my finger inside her for the first time as she gasped with excitement and moaned with pleasure at my touch. I could no longer take it any more, I had too see her naked body, I had too see her huge tits and taste them, I had to taste everything. Sliding my finger out of her tight wet pussy, slipped my finger into my mouth and for the first time, tasted the juices of another woman. I felt like I was about to explode as her flavour ran over tongue while I closed my eyes and savoured the flavour of another woman. What had I been missing all these years, I had tasted my own juices after I had masturbated myself and after Mika had gone down on me, but this was different, this was amazing and I wanted to taste more. With my hands shaking, I unclipped her bra, slipped the shoulder straps off her and allowed it too fall too the floor as her amazing breasts finally revealed themselves too me. Hungry too taste her, I slowly lowered my tongue towards her right breast and licked her softly. My pussy was about too explode as I took her erect nipple into my mouth lovingly and began to lick and suck on her amazing erect nipple while my hands slipped off her wet panties. For a moment, I stepped back as we looked at each other's naked bodies. I could not believe what I was doing, what I was about too do. I was about too make love to another woman, the young and beautiful vision stood before me, reaching out her hands for me too join her in the throws of lesbian passion and I was not about too disappoint her. I took her hand as she kissed me while she lowered me onto my bed. As she lay on top of me, I could feel her heart pounding as did mine. Our tongues mingled as we kissed with the passion of old lovers who had been apart for years, I could have climaxed right then but no, I held on as she began too kiss down my shoulders, past my tits, down my belly and finally spread my legs with hands softly. Delicately and expertly, her tongue ran over my open pussy lips as her nose flicked my clit with expert timing. My breathing deepened as my back arched from enjoyment while I moaned loudly with pleasure as her tongue expertly stimulated my pussy before taking me too what was the most powerful orgasm I had ever had. Almost screaming with pleasure into a pillow as she continued too stimulate me. Her First Time I had had oral sex many times from two different partners in the past. My boyfriend Mika was particularly adept at oral sex and knew how to give me an orgasm every time, and the other was with a friend I knew at work at a Christmas party, but this was different Karen knew exactly where too put her tongue and how too use it. In the next room sharing the same wall, I could hear Yuri panting away as she toyed with herself, something that made me even more turned on as Karen's tongue probed deep inside me. As I came too an orgasm once more, she ran her tongue up my body and we kissed, as I licked my own juices off her chin and tongue. With a smile, she lay on the pillow next too me as she licked her lips and asked me if I wanted to taste her. I was shocked, I had never thought about it, I knew deep down she would expect me too pleasure her, but I was so engrossed in the amazing orgasm she was giving me, I had not thought she would want me too return the favour. With sweat dripping off me, I kissed her once more as she spoke with her soft angelic voice. "Honey, you don't have too if you don't want. When ever you're ready" she said softly. Quickly rolling on top of her, I ran my fingers between her legs and deep inside her as she gasped with excitement and shock as I kissed her passionately. "I want too Karen" I said softly. A large smile slipped over her beautiful face as my tongue followed her curves towards her neatly trimmed, wet pussy. I had ever been this close, never seen another woman from this angle before, she was wet and ready for what ever I had too offer her. I could smell her sweet aroma as I kissed up her inner thigh and finally found my lips softly touching her wet, open pussy. This was it, I knew I could back out now and nothing else would be said and I would chalk it up too experimenting, a thousand thoughts ran through my head as looked at her neatly trimmed pussy and inhaled her delicate aroma, and then it happened her sweet taste ran over my tongue for the first time as I took the first step too pleasuring another woman with my tongue, my first lesbian partner squealed slightly as I continued and searched her pussy for anyway too make her cum as she made me. Moaning loudly, she locked her legs around my head as her hands gripped my hair and pushed me deeper into her pussy. Over and over I took her too one orgasm after another as I refused too move from her delicious pussy. Experimenting with different positions throughout the night, although she had been with many sexual partners both male and female, Karen told me what happened between us both was pure attraction on her part, I explained too her my feelings also. Working through many positions throughout the night, we barely slept as we could not keep our hands off each other. The morning after, we lay in each other's arms exhausted, kissing and cuddling each other like old lovers. My finger tips traced over her amazing curves as she lay in my arms, I knew one thing, I had never had this much love from Mika or any past lover. After taking a long shower together, we both went for breakfast as Yuri sat at the table with a large smile on her face, she had heard everything we had done together and I did not care. It was kind of an unofficial rule of my house that no clothes was the normal way too dress, I loved being naked. I had no idea why, although I had seen her naked many times, the sight of Yuri my best friend naked almost made me wet. With a large smile, she took a sip of her coffee as she looked at Karen and I with a large smile. Now, I did not care. I planted a passionate kiss on Karen's lips, much too Yuri's shock as we wrapped our arms around each other. I could feel Yuri's eyes on us both and I didn't care I had fallen in love with Karen. I could almost sense Yuri's smile as my hands caressed Karen's amazing ass and her head rolled back as I kissed her neck. We had almost put on a show for Yuri as she smiled and tickled her clit slightly. Smiling too each other, both Karen and myself looked at Yuri as she toyed with herself. Now I don't know why it happened, okay I do. But this is what happened next, it seemed right. We both walked towards Yuri, with Karen's body pressing against my back and kissing my neck. For the first time, I kissed Yuri passionately. I had definitely crossed a line of the best friend but she didn't seem to care as she returned the kiss with passion as right away her fingers went between my legs and massaged my pussy lips expertly. I was in ecstasy as two amazing women kissed and licked me together. With a deep smile, I looked into Yuri's eyes as I said too her softly. "You know we've crossed a boundary between friends?" Yuri admitted that she didn't care anymore, she had told me she had wanted me for years and now was her chance. Naked and amazingly horny, I took the two insanely beautiful women back too my bedroom, smiling Karen and I pushed Yuri onto my bed and both kissed down her body towards her breasts as she moaned with pleasure. But now I wanted more, Karen stepped back as I ran my tongue of Yuri's body and towards her lips for a kiss that seemed to stop time itself. For a moment, I stopped and looked down upon her. I had never seen her this way before, although I had seen her naked many times in the past I had never looked upon her as an object of my own sexual desires. Yuri told me that she loved her fiancée with all of her heart but, she explained that had tried to seduce me many times in the past. I had never known how she felt about me, but I should have known. Each time she told me of her sexual activities with Molly was designed too see if I was aroused and maybe take things further and now we had that chance too explore each other. I lay next too her and kissed her passionately as we both felt Karen's fingers probe inside of us softly while my hands caressed Yuri's amazing breasts. Smiling softly, Karen sat on a chair with her legs spread as she watched Yuri and I make love while she slowly masturbated herself too the display going on before her. My heart was pounding and my pussy aching for Yuri's tongue as we 69 and for the first time, I tasted my best friends pussy. Her thighs wrapped around my head as I lay on top of her softly licking and sucking her erect clit as she squeezed my ass and went to work on my pussy with her long tongue. We all seemed to cum together as my body fell on top of Yuri and began too shake with a powerful orgasm given too me by my best friend. Finally, I slowly spun around too face Yuri as she smiled with satisfaction at what we had done together as we kissed and licked our juices off each other's chin and lips. I had no idea how amazing it could be too make love too another woman, let alone two. With large smiles, we sat up next too each other and held out our arms as Karen sat facing us both and we shared kisses between the three of us. It seemed like hours as the three of us sat kissing toying with each other, we made love over and over again, sometimes two of us together, most of the time the three of us in a pussy licking triangle. For the next few days until Yuri and Molly's wedding, we never left the house, we barely left the bedroom as we acted out our fantasies with each other. On the morning of the wedding, I had sex one more time with Yuri while Karen watched and masturbated herself slowly. After taking a long shower with Karen, we both bathed Yuri together, she told us both she had an orgasm in the bath as we both washed her naked body slowly. The naked wedding went ahead as planned as Karen and I stood next too each other trying too keep our hands off each other, it was that night at the reception that Mika ended our relationship. He said he was sleeping with someone else, although shocked, I was not bothered as I had found Karen, the day he moved out what belongings he had in my home, I quickly moved Karen into my home as my lover. Yuri and Molly followed suit after the honeymoon and took up one of the large empty rooms, I now live with three amazingly beautiful women and yes, I do still sleep with Yuri, Karen and now Molly and sometimes even all three at the same time. I know I said at the start that I did not sleep with Yuri or Molly, but I was talking about my first lesbian experience. I will admit too one thing though, although I love Karen and Molly with all my heart... my true feelings are for Yuri and her amazing body after all, she was the first woman I had ever seen naked. Her First Time I met Kat on a regular online dating site but she didn't have a picture on her profile. Her name caught my eye right from the start; there was just something about the name "Kat" that intrigued me. I sent her an email and had almost given up on her by the time she replied two days later. After a couple of emails back and forth she told me that she was in California with friends. We talked online and a little on the phone over the next couple of weeks about things we liked and didn't like including sexually. She told me that she had just turned twenty but I was later to find out that she was only eighteen. We made plans to meet on the day she would get back in town. She lived only about an hour from me so I figured that wasn't that bad, especially if she was willing to give it up. As I started getting close to her small basement apartment I began to notice that she lived in, well let's just say that it was not the best part of town. When I was about six blocks away she called and asked if I was still coming, I said no but as we talked I heard a tone in her voice and just couldn't turn away. I told her that I had to stop for gas and that I might be a little late but I would be there. After taking my time and looking around the neighborhood I finally arrived at her place. She met me at the door dressed in very tight black jeans and a snug black sweater. She was a very good looking woman with short hair with highlights and a very cute and sexy face. She was a little on the chubby side with very large tits that pushed against her sweater in an attempt to escape to freedom. She invited me in and as she turned back into the house I was faced with the hottest ass that I had seen in quite a while. It was a little large but at the same time it had the sexiest shape. She offered me a drink but I told her that I would wait till later. As we sat on the couch and discussed the evenings possible activities we decided on a simple dinner and a movie. At the restaurant we talked about our lives and families and such, you know, the usual conversation. She told me that she was raised as a strict catholic and that she was taught that young ladies were not to wear jeans and such, only skirts and dresses. She was also taught that the woman of the house was not to work but to stay home and take care of the house and kids. As we sat at the table I kept thinking "I really don't care about all this" but I would later find out what it all meant. I was also thinking that it made no difference that I had forgotten my condoms because there was no way that this gal was going to give it up. After dinner we headed to a movie, along the way she suggested that we just rent a couple of movies and head back to her place. I found this idea much more appealing than going to a theater so I agreed. We rented a couple of chick flicks and headed for her place. Once we were back in her apartment she fixed us a couple of drinks while I popped the first movie in and got it ready to go. When she came into the living room with our drinks I had already settled onto the couch, she handed me my drink and turned her back to me. After a moment she sat beside me and I couldn't help but notice that she had unbuttoned her pants while she had her back turned to me. I started the movie and after a couple minutes she snuggled in close to my side and sipped on her drink. I am somewhat ashamed to admit that I had no idea at this point what the movie was about, all I could think about was her unbuttoned jeans and her big, soft, warm tit pressed into my right arm. I could feel the firmness and warmth of her big titty and all I could think about was getting my hands on them. I suggested that she lay with her legs across my lap and I would give her a foot rub. Kat wasted no time in getting positioned so that I could make good on my offer. As I sat with her legs across my lap and rubbed her feet I started to hear little moans coming from her, she was really enjoying it. At this point I began to wish that I hadn't forgotten my condoms, my cock was starting to take notice of what was going on. I slowly worked my way up to her calves and then to her knees. By now I had a pretty good hard on going. As I sat there with her legs in my lap I began to worry about the possibility of Kat feeling my hard cock under legs. It was about this time that she started to ever so slowly move her leg gently back and forth to rub my cock. Before I could catch myself I realized that I was hunching up against her leg as she increased the pressure down onto my cock. I was beginning to realize that she must be as horny as I was. I moved up to rub her thighs and was caught completely off guard when her legs parted slightly. As I worked more towards the inside of her thighs she spread her legs even further allowing me access to her crotch. I slowly moved my hand to rub her crotch. I could hardly believe the heat that was emanating from her pussy. As I rubbed the crotch of her pants she began to moan softly. After a couple minutes I grasped the zipper and slowly pulled it down, she offered no resistance. I saw that she was sporting a nice little wet spot in her panties. I tucked my fingers into the waist band of her panties and pushed downward. She immediately positioned herself to allow me easier access to the treasure that awaited me. What I found inside the panties was the hottest and wettest fresh shaved pussy I had ever touched. My finger quickly found her firm little clit and I begin to rub and massage it as her moans become louder and her breathing more rapid. Here I am with my hand in this girls pants stroking her clit and I have known her less than two hours and haven't even kissed her yet. Moving up slowly without removing my hand from her pants I started to kiss her, she kissed back as if she was starved. Her tongue was thrashing wildly about inside my mouth as if she were searching for something. By now we were side by side on the couch, me with my back to the back of the couch and her on her back with her right leg across me and up on top of the back of the couch. This position allowed her to spread her legs more than before which gave me better access to my new toy which I was so much enjoying. BY now we were both worked into a fuck frenzy, I pulled my hand from her pants and made my way under her sweater in search of those huge tits. She somehow got a hand behind her long enough to unclasp her bra and I worked up under it to find a very hard nipple. I started pulling and tugging at her sweater until I had both it and the bra removed which exposed her absolutely gorgeous 36DD breasts. The nipples were amazing; they were dark and very erect. As I take a nipple into my mouth I reach back into her open pants to find that her pussy is now soaking wet. It almost feels like someone has poured a bottle of lube in her panties. Her pussy was shaved so smooth and covered in her own juices; it was so hot that my cock was aching to get out. She whispered to me "I want sex now!" and all I could think of was the fact that I had forgotten the condoms. Damn, damn, damn, I thought. I told her that I had forgotten them, to which she replied, I have some! Take me to the bedroom and fuck me she said. As she got up from the couch she was removing her clothes, before I could get my pants down over my very hard 7 inch cock she had already stripped naked. When I saw her huge tits and shaved pussy I took her to the floor and spread her legs as wide as I could get them. Natural lubrication was flowing from her swollen lips in abundance. I quickly buried my face in her sopping cunt and began licking her clit. As I licked she became very loud and aggressive, grabbing me with both hands around the back of my head she pulled my face into her hot cunt and screamed "lick my pussy". When I finally get to a point where I can escape her grip I stand and help her to her feet. Once in the bedroom she retrieved the condoms the closet. They looked like some sort of novelty prize or something. They also looked old but at this point with her laying on her bed, legs spread wide and her hand massaging her very wet pussy I didn't care how old they were. Pre-cum dripped from the tip of my cock as I placed the condom over the tip and started to roll it down the length of my shaft. I rub the head of my cock up and down between her wet lips until she throws her head back and lets out a loud moan. When I stop moving up and down between her lips my cock head is at the entrance of her pussy. As I push forward I am met with resistance. Pushing harder I still have not penetrated her, she says in an almost pitiful voice, "I've never been fucked before". Hearing these words almost caused my dick to explode. I couldn't believe my ears, "she's a virgin" I thought to myself. Well we are about to take care of that, I told her as I pushed the head into her hot wet hole. Two inches then three and back out, four inches and finally I was all the way in. Slowly I moved in and out of the tightest pussy I had ever had the pleasure of fucking. I get her legs up on my shoulders so I get deep in her, now I start picking up my pace. I fuck her like this for a few minutes with my balls slapping her in the ass and the wetness of pussy creating the most obscene sounds. Faster and faster we go until I feel her entire body tighten up as an orgasm rips through her body. Her orgasm in turn caused me to cum harder than I can remember ever having done before. The tightness of her pussy, the heat, the wetness and thinking the whole time about how mine was the first dick to ever enter this tight little cunt. It was more than I could stand. As my cock goes limp it is pushed out of her by the tightness of her pussy. I reach down to remove the condom and discover that she has absolutely soaked the bed. Tossing the condom to the floor I feel her snuggle up against my back pressing those wonderful tits against me. We both drift off to sleep exhausted. My cock finds its way into her love tunnel five more times that night using every condom she has. The next morning she tells me she is sore. I tell her that I am certainly happy that I came to see her. She then opens her robe and says "take a good look, this is all for you". Before leaving I bend her over the kitchen table and give her the first bare back fucking of her life. She comes to my place that night.... To be continued. Her First Time She paced back and forth, nervously awaiting his arrival. She'd done some strange things, but this had to be one of the strangest. Mom would freak, she thought to herself, peaking out the window again. Mom - hell - Dad would die! He'd be furious...then he'd die! A heart attack, no doubt, at the thought of HIS daughter doing such an indecent thing! True, she was 25, but as long as she lived with her parents, they expected her to be a good little Korean girl. A car drove slowly down the rainy street. Her breathing quickened, her pulse increased. This was it! He's coming! But the car passed and continued on. Sun Hyi took a deep breath, her pulse slowed. The waiting was sweet torment. She wet her lips. Good Korean girls never did things like this, not even good Korean-American girls, although Korean-American girls were much more wild, much more disrespectful, much less caring than real Korean girls. At least, so her parents said. Oh why didn't he come? She wanted him here now, before she changed her mind! Another pair of headlights. These too passed without slowing. It was darker now, and the rain was getting heavier. Where was he? She smoothed her top and checked her appearance in the mirror. She's wasn't a stunning beauty but she was very pretty and she had a cute figure. And a nice ass, she thought. Guys like my ass. She rubbed herself over her panties. She could feel her wetness. Absorbed, she almost missed the sound of the car door. He's here! Not wishing to appear too eager, she slipped back, a bit away from the door. The buzzer! Heart pounding, trembling with excitement, she opened the door, exposing herself to the bright light from the porch. "Piz-ah...er...ah." The delivery boy was stunned. Standing before him was the hottest Asian he'd ever seen, except in movies or pornos. And she was wearing the sheerest dress imaginable. Barely to her crotch. OMG - was she...no, she had on skin-colored panties. He stood, stunned, and took in the view. Good. He's younger than me. And kind of cute. Sun Hyi had half-expected a middle-aged black guy, or maybe a latino. This guy was white. A college kid, judging from his sweat shirt. And clearly nervous. There was a pleasant tingling in her crotch, sexual tension building. Awareness of the power she had over this nervous young man swept through her. A new plan hatched and she stepped forward, raising her hand with cash before her. "Here's your money. I'm sorry, I don't have much on me." She mentally laughed, realizing the pun she had created. "I only have $2 for a tip." Peering into his eyes, trying hard to control the excitement in her voice, "Or I can give you my panties." Oh god, oh god, oh god. Don't get a hard-on now. Fight it, Dave, fight it. The pizza delivery boy was experiencing the external male war - his big head was trying to control his little head. Shit! This woman was just too hot! No boobs to speak off, but the dark tips of her breasts were like little targets through the thin fabric. And her nipples stuck out, a center in each target. She had this warm, sexy smell, her legs went on forever and she had the cutest ass...the little head won. Dave just couldn't stop his erection. Sun Hyi noticed the growing tent in his crotch. Good. I'm having an effect. She realized she was getting wet herself. This was WAY better than she'd hoped! The feeling of power was intoxicating! She took another step closer, and laid one hand on his bulge. He jumped a bit, but did not pull away. "Ah, poor boy. So tense. You should relax. Let me help you." She was so close that she merely whispered. He was quite visibly aroused, breathing hard, licking his lips. She leaned closer, so her lips were within inches of his and he could feel the words as well as hear them. "Just relax. Let me." She slipped her hand past the waistband of his sweats, and took firm grip of his swollen cock. "Ummmm. Nice. So big." She stroked him, then leaned in and kissed him, brushing his lips with her tongue. "Ummmmmm." She was rewarded with a huge load of cum, as he bucked and squirmed. "Oh god. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cum. I'm sorry." Apologies kept coming. She smiled at him, almost maternally. She pulled her hand from his pants. Stepping back, she pulled down her panties and stepped free. Conspicuously, she used them to wipe her damp crotch, and then to wipe his cum from her hand. "Here. A deal's a deal. Please make sure the door's closed when you leave." Picking up the box, and putting a little extra sway in each step, she turned and, bare-assed, walked away, up the stairs. Her First Time Here is my very true story of the first time he came inside of me and marked me forever as his. Will and I had been seeing each other for several years. He had always accepted me for my inner woman and treated me like a goddess but I felt distant from him. I had always dreamed about having him cum inside of me but it was never the right time and I wanted it to be special. He had invited me to come to his place one morning, telling me that he had a surprise waiting. I wondered what it could be? I quickly got myself ready. After a hot shower I shaved myself, picked out a cute pair of turquoise blue panties, tight jeans, and a nice black shirt and drove as fast as I could. When I pulled up to his house I could see him waiting for me inside. As I walked up to the door (still mostly in boy mode) I could see a smile come across his face. He welcomed me inside and once the door closed he took me in his arms and kissed me deeper than he had ever kissed me before. My head was still spinning when he took my hand and led me to the bedroom. While we were walking I thought "woo hoo! Amanda gets to come out and play, but what's my surprise?" Ever since I was a teenager I always regretted not being able to go to prom as the girl I was. I had tried on many dresses over the years but never able to bring them home with me. The shiny satin fabric, the ruffled sound it makes as you glide over the dance floor, it was the essence of my femininity. When he opened the bedroom door, there it was! A beautiful shiny purple full length prom gown, laid out delicately over the bed. As I started to reach for it Will whispered "I thought you might like this." I was overcome and started to hug him and cry. He told me he would wait outside until I was ready and closed the door behind him. I put on my new dress, looked at myself, and saw the woman I was for the first time. This was the right time. I peaked my head outside of the bedroom and saw Will standing there with his camera. I opened the door and walked out. The look on his face and the fumbling of the camera said it all. After a few minutes of dancing together and me modeling my new dress Will finally took some pictures and set the camera down. I took his hand and led him back to the bedroom. Will asked me what I thought of the surprise so I showed him. I moved in for a kiss as I reached for his belt. As his tongue flicked into my mouth I could feel his cock jumping to be released from its prison. When his belt came loose I quickly pulled away from his juicy lips and crashed to the floor on my knees. His cock must have known what I was up to because the second my mouth was near it, eagerly awaiting, it jumped out of his pants and right into my face. I worshiped his thick manhood with my mouth, savoring each drip of pre-cum, feeling him grow inside my mouth, harder and harder. I looked up to him and saw his eyes with a passion I had never seen before. I stood up, kissed him again, and pulled him towards the bed with me. Will lay on top of me, his hard body forcing me to submit to him. He kissed me for a few moments and them moved down to my breasts. As he slowly licking and sucking on my nipples I could feel that my own pre-cum had soaked through my panties. Will must have known it too because his hand almost immediately moved down to rub me through the dress. The room was spinning, the most vibrant colors flashed in my eyes, every touch of his sent lightning bolts through my body. "Lick my pussy, please" I begged him. Will smiled, quickly rolled a condom over his now oozing cock, moved towards the bottom of the bed, carefully lifted up my dress, and pushed my knees up to my head. His tongue's long, flat licks sent me into another world. His probing thrusts pushed me beyond my limits and I felt this wave of ecstasy crash over me and I screamed out. Will quickly pulled back and asked if I was ok? I sat up, kissed him, and told him I was better than I had ever been before. As he laid me on my back again I saw him grab the lube off the nightstand. As he worked it inside of my with his fingers another wave crashed over me and that was enough. He positioned himself on top of me, with my legs up again and prepared to enter my eager boipussy. I would never have a chance like this again. This was that perfect moment I had always waited for. I said "wait" and reached down, sliding off his condom. Will looked warmly at me and slowly eased himself inside of me. Each slow, deep thrust inside me seemed to make my cock smaller and smaller until I reached a point where I forgot it existed. Will seemed to go deeper with each thrust and soon I found myself praying that he knew what I wanted. He moved in closer to me to the point where he could kiss me and fuck me while my legs fell to his sides. "Oh my god! I am a woman and this is my man!" I could tell he was close. I reached down to play with his massive balls and I could feel them twitching to be unleashed. He grunted trying to hold back and I hoped he would slip and fill me up. I didn't want anything to risk me changing my mind. Will is too much of a gentleman for that. "I'm gonna cum quick Amanda, where?!" he moaned. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his back and stared into his eyes. He had only one thrust left in him. When his balls hit me I could feel them surge his cum up his shaft. His cock jumped inside me as it erupted. Each pulse of cum warming me from the inside out, each pulse crashing another wave on top of me. We kissed as he pulled out. His seed pouring out of me and down my ass. I was now a woman. Her First Time I'm walking up to the elegant, modern building and I almost can't believe that I'm doing this. Almost. Granted I've never done something this crazy, but that's all part of my plan, right? To reinvent myself, to become more selfish, more focused on me. I'm twenty-four years old and my only lover has been my ex-fiancé, a man who only cared about himself. Do I still love him? Part of me is afraid that yes, I still do. But if he saw me right now, his jaw would literally drop and he'd be flabbergasted. The security guard inside the building smiles at me in greeting as I step into the small but inviting entrance hall. I swear I can feel his gaze on me, checking me out. Little does he know that beneath my long, red pea coat, I'm not wearing anything except for my black lace bra and underwear with my black high heel shoes. I'm practically nude underneath my coat. My heels click against the tiled floor and I try to steady the thundering heartbeat in my chest as I approach the secretary. She's really pretty, with sleek, brown hair and a pair of beautiful crystal green eyes. She looks up at me and grins. "Evelyn?" she asks with a cheery voice. I nod. "Yes, that's me." God, I sound so pathetic, with my voice teetering on the edge of panic. I wonder if he will notice my nervousness? The secretary, though, seems oblivious because she is more than happy to escort me down the hall to the elevators. She gives me brief directions to Mr. McKay's office and waves me off with a cheery smile. Once the elevator door closes shut and I start going up to the third floor, I really start to panic. I bite down on my lower lip and silently hope that I don't disappoint him. I've never met him before but I can't stand the thought of disappointing anyone else. It's kind of silly, how humans need so much approval, but I can't deny it anymore. Why else would I have posted that ad online, offering myself to a complete stranger? The elevator dings as the door opens, forcing me to shed my intrusive thoughts. Focus on the present, Evelyn, I tell myself as I make my way down the hall. My heels echo throughout the silent, still hallway and I glance at the pretty photographs hanging on the walls. Almost all of them are in black and white and center around abandoned buildings. There is a haunting, ethereal mood to them, which really resonates with me. But now is not the time to fawn over black and white photos. I finally reach his office and take a deep, shaky breath before I knock on the shut door. I have no idea what he looks like. He just told me in the emails that he was tall, fit, had black hair and hazel eyes. "Come in," a deep, seductive voice calls out from the other side. "It's unlocked." I lift my head a little higher, straighten my back, and slowly open the door. It's rather dim in the averagely sized office, but the large window is allowing the sunshine to filter in, illuminating the darkened room. My gaze immediately settles on his still figure behind the desk, and I take a tentative step forward before I nervously swallow and smile at him. "Hello, sir," I say in the most confident voice I can muster. He finally looks up at me. I wish he hadn't. Because I quickly realize that he's too beautiful for someone like me. I can already tell that he is the type of man that commands your attention every time you're in his presence. He is wearing a gorgeous navy blue suit with a black tie that makes me almost sway in admiration and lust. His gaze lingers on my face for a few seconds before his stern expression melts away into a smile. "Come closer," he says in that delicious voice. "I want to see you better." I'll do anything you want, I almost say. But that would be too soon, right? Out of all the people that responded to my ad, he was the one that intrigued me the most. Right now, I'm pretty happy that I decided on him. To my surprise, I walk toward him with a confident gait, making sure to keep my gaze on him as I sit on the leather chair in front of him. His gaze never leaves my face. "Why are you nervous?" he softly asks. "Are you scared of me?" I gulp. "Not at all, sir. I'm just a little...shy at first." "Understandable." His gaze finally flickers down to my chest. "Why don't you take off your coat?" I slowly stand up and silently hope that he likes what he sees. I may not be the skinniest girl in the world, but I have learned that not everyone is into thin girls. Some people prefer curvy women. Brendan seems to be one of those people because his eyes light up when I unbutton my pea coat to reveal my lack of clothing. Instead of seeming disappointed or repulsed, he seems turned on... "Come here," he says with a raspy voice. I slowly make my way to him. I think about Randall cheating on me with all of those women, the way I trusted him so easily for all those years. It forces me to get on my knees and crawl toward Brendan like a kitten. If I were a guy, I'd love to watch a woman do that. So I do. Once I reach him on the chair, I rest my head against his knee and close my eyes. "Use me," I whisper. "Please." He slowly brings his hand to my cheek and caresses the skin, making me shiver. I'm so turned on, I wonder if he can see my taut nipples straining against the fabric of my bra. He doesn't say anything for a full minute as he caresses my cheek, making me lean into his touch. "How do you want me to do that?" he asks as his thumb wanders to my lips, grazing the pink flesh. We both know what the answer to that is, but he wants to hear me say it. But I'd rather show him, honestly. So I open my eyes and set my gaze on the bulge in his crotch. I smile as I plant a soft kiss on him through his pants. He quickly pulls my head back by grabbing my hair and pulling on several of the strands. "Tell me," he says in a sexy, firm tone. "I want to hear it." Instead of feeling pain, I feel pleasure and excitement. I meet his gaze and feel my pussy ache at the delectable sight of him looking down at me, eagerly awaiting my next move. "I want you to fuck my mouth," I say in a pleading tone. "Please, sir." His gaze darkens. "Get up with me." I quickly get on my feet and follow him. He leans against the wall while I patiently stand there, waiting for his next order. "Get down on your knees," he says in a barely contained whisper. I get on my knees again and look up at him with a smile. He smirks as he pushes back a strand of loose hair from my forehead. "Unbuckle me," he says. Adrenaline rushes through me as I look up at him and undo his leather belt. Once his belt is loose, I unbutton him and pull down his zipper with my teeth. If this is the only time I'm going to do it, I might as well enjoy it as much as possible, right? His pleased expression sends pleasure straight to my core. I kiss him through his black boxers and he stiffens when I look up at him again. He seems to like eye contact. Which is good because I like it, too. "Can I pull these down, sir?" I ask with a soft voice. "Yes." I slowly lower his underwear until they're pooled around his ankles. His cock comes into bare view and I find myself staring at it, admiring his length and girth. He's completely shaved, which makes me wonder if he always does this? Randall never shaved. Why am I thinking of him? Smiling, I wrap a hand around his cock and kiss the head, forcing my ex-fiancé out of my mind. Instead, I focus on Brendan's delicious, masculine scent. I stroke the base of his cock once before I lower my mouth around his hardness. I slowly suck on the head, bathing him in wetness as he runs his fingers through my soft, long hair. A moan escapes me as he wraps several strands of my hair around his fingers and roughly pulls at them. "Suck it harder," he says as he places his left hand on the other side of my head. "Choke on it." I close my eyes and eagerly take him further into my mouth. When his rigid length reaches the back of my throat, I fight the urge to pull away. Instead, I force myself all the way down his cock until my nose touches his bare skin. His hands tremble in my hair and he shudders as he slides out of my mouth. "Shit," he murmurs. "You're good. Do it again." His praise fills me with more lust. Maybe he doesn't expect me to go crazy, but I do. I force his thick cock down my throat again and blink back tears as I gag on him, loving the way he grinds himself against my mouth. He firmly grabs my head and starts thrusting himself into my mouth, fucking my throat with greedy, violent thrusts that have my clit throbbing with arousal. His cock is covered in my saliva and I moan around him as he holds me against his thick length for a few seconds, making me gag. When he slides out of me, I grab his cock and slap it against my cheek, making sure to look up at him. I rub his dick all over my face, loving the look of approval on his handsome face. "I love your cock, sir," I say before I trail my tongue up his long shaft. "It tastes so good." He groans when I wrap my fingers around his slick, wet cock and start stroking him as I lower my mouth to his balls. I gently kiss them before I start sucking one as I continue to stroke him. More wetness floods my core as he pulls my hair again, making me moan. The sound of my hand jerking him off and my mouth sucking on his balls is enough to have me trembling with pleasure. He isn't even really touching me but it feels so good to hear and watch him in so much pleasure because of me. "You're a good little slut," he tautly whispers as he pulls away from me. "I want you bent over my desk now." I quickly do as I'm told. Excitement rushes through me as I get up and walk over to his desk, where I spread myself open for him. He's on me in a matter of mere seconds, wrapping his strong hands around my waist as he brings his mouth to my neck, kissing the sensitive skin all the way up to my ear. I gasp and shudder as his hands wander over my soft body and he breathes into my ear, sending a chill straight through my body. "Is my slut wet and ready for me?" he whispers into my ear as his right hand descends to my soaked underwear. "I can make you wetter." "Oh God," I say with a trembling voice as I watch his hand slip past my panties and onto my shaved cunt. "Mm," he purrs into my ear. "Nice and wet for my cock to slide into. But I want you to beg for it." He slowly slips a finger inside of my slippery cunt and I arch my back against him, making my ass grind against his bare cock. My thighs are trembling already and his finger is barely inside of me. He grazes his teeth on my neck as his finger slips further inside of me, making me buck against him as I quickly lose control. "Please fuck me," I whimper as he slowly starts to tease me with his finger. "How do you want me to fuck you?" "With your hard cock!" I almost yell out. "Please fuck me, sir!" "Hm. I think I want you to come on my hand first." He starts fingering me so good as he sucks on my neck, making me shake and moan as I quickly lose complete control. It usually takes me awhile to come, but not with Brendan. It hasn't even been a full minute and I'm already coming from his finger sliding in and out of my pussy and his mouth on my neck. I can feel my arousal seeping onto his hand as my orgasm sends shudders throughout my body. He bites down on my neck and I buck against him as a shriek escapes me. He growls and takes his hand away from my drenched cunt before he pulls aside my black panties and rubs the head of his cock against my slickness. "Are you ready for me, my little slut?" he whispers into my ear. "Yes," I say with a shaky whisper. "I am." He nibbles on my shoulder. "That wasn't convincing." I moan as he rubs his thick cock against my clit, making me close my eyes and lean my head back. "Please fuck me senseless, sir! I need it." "You need my cock inside of you?" He teases me by slipping the tip of his cock into my cunt, making me moan so loud, I almost forget that others can hear us. "Like this?" "Fuck me," I growl as I push against him, forcing his cock deeper into me. "Fuck me until I'm screaming and it hurts. Fuck me until I'm shaking and saying your name. Just fuck me." "That's what I wanted to hear," he says. "The ugly, dirty side of you that's begging for my cock." He grabs my shoulders and lowers me until I'm sprawled on his desk. He slips himself out of me before he pulls down my underwear and takes them off. I hear the sound of a wrapper opening before he lowers his mouth to my neck and bites down, hard. A muffled scream escapes me as I feel his long, thick cock enter me. There is no resistance since I am so wet and ready for him. Once he is fully inside of me, he sucks on my neck and wraps his hands around my breasts as he thrusts into me. I moan as I feel his hard cock slowly slip out and then slam back into me. He pinches my nipples and starts fucking me hard. When he pulls my hair again and slaps my ass, I scream in absolute pleasure. "You're such a good little whore, letting me fuck you so hard," he says as he grips my hip with his left hand. "Yes," I say as my fingers tremble on the desk. "I'm your little whore. Fuck me as hard as you want." He grips my hips with both of his hands and starts fucking me so deep and hard, I can't even moan or scream. All I can focus on is the way his cock is so deep inside of me, making me shake everywhere. He brings a hand to my neck and gently adds pressure, heightening my pleasure. "It feels so fucking good," I manage to gasp out. "Please don't stop." "Mm, I won't. But I want your legs on my shoulders now. I want to see your face when you come on my cock." He slips himself out of me and I quickly turn around to rest on my back. He pulls me toward him until he can place my legs on his shoulders and then he's sliding back inside my slippery, wet cunt. I moan as he starts to violently thrust inside me again, sending goose bumps all over my skin. "Touch yourself while I fuck you," he whispers in a taut voice. I lower my hand to my clit and start rubbing it earnestly as I watch his cock slide in and out of my pussy. I feel more arousal gather in my cunt as I touch my clit in earnest. It's so hot to watch him fuck me with my legs perched on his shoulders. A shudder takes hold of me as he wraps a hand around my neck, forcing me to look up at him. "You love being my little whore, don't you?" I moan and rub my clit harder. "Yes! I do. You fuck me so good." He slams his cock into me and then I'm coming so hard and violently that I have to cover my mouth to hide the screech that escapes me. My legs shake on his shoulders and my hands slap the desk, searching for something to grip. He moans in approval. "Yes, come all over my cock. I can feel you tightening around me. Do it again." I close my eyes but then his grip on my neck intensifies. I look up at him and moan when I see the raw, animalistic lust dancing in his eyes. "Don't take your eyes off me," he says as he thrusts into me with more force. "I want to see your face when you come again." I start rubbing my clit again and he is fucking me so good, never taking his eyes off my face. I feel my core tightening once again but I don't dare to avert my gaze from him. I open my mouth but no sound comes out as I start coming again. He grips my ankles and spreads my legs to fuck me even harder, making me scream out his name over and over again. "Yes, scream my name," he hisses. "My dirty little slut." My entire body is shaking so violently and uncontrollably as he continues to thrust into me. I have no idea how long he has been fucking me; all I know is that he feels amazing and perfect. His fingers dig into my ankles and his expression is strained as he moans and his gaze wanders down to my pussy. "Fuck, I'm going to come," he whispers as his thrusts become more urgent and erratic. "Please let me swallow it, sir," I ask as I stare at him. "Please." He lets go of my ankles and slips his cock out of me before he takes off the condom and throws it into the trash next to the desk. I quickly slide off the desk and get on my knees, making sure to look up at him with an eager expression. He starts stroking himself and I lower my mouth to his balls and suck on them as he moans and runs his fingers through my hair. "Fuck," he says as he shudders. I know that he's going to come so I bring my mouth to the head of his cock and wrap my lips around him. When his thighs start to shake, I swallow his entire length and relish in the way he loses complete control. His fingers tremble against my scalp and he groans as he starts coming down my throat in large spurts. I swallow all of it, making sure to keep his cock down my throat until there's nothing more left. "Mm," I say once I slip him out of my mouth. "Thank you, sir." I kiss his cock before I grab my panties and slip them back on. I feel his gaze on me as I'm putting on my coat and sure enough when I turn around, he's staring right at me with a heady expression. "I hope to see you again, Evelyn," he says as he starts getting dressed. "Don't be a stranger." I'm still so wet and turned on as I leave his office, but I don't care. I'm smiling all the way down the hall to the elevator, where I wonder when our next time together will be. Her First Time It was her 19th birthday and tonight was the night, I started lifting her shirt. She got the hint and removed it the rest of the way for me. I now had this beautiful young girl in only her little black bra, straddling me, giving me a shy smile that still makes my heart melt to this day when I remember it. She placed her hands on my shoulders, pressing her small breasts together and leaned them forward, giving me a perfect view of her little cleavage. She leaned in and whispered in my ear that if I'd like to see more, I'd have to remove her bra. She stayed close, our bodies pressed together as I could tell she was quite nervous. I whispered back that she'd make my fantasy come true if she let me do that. With that, she slowly sat back up, giving me access to her bra. I reached around the back and she giggled. "No, silly," she laughed. "It's in the front." Of course, I was confused as fuck. What the hell did I know? She pointed to the clasp between the cups and smiled. I reached for it and fumbled with it before finally figuring it out and soon enough, her bra was loose. I reached for both straps and pulled them off her shoulders and slid them down her arms, revealing the most beautiful, perky breasts. I sat there in awe for a moment, taking in this beautiful sight. Her areolas were a perfect shade of pink and about the size of a quarter. Her nipples were slightly darker and hardening by the second, constricting right in front of my eyes. I watched as goose bumps formed on her areolas, all of this completely foreign to me yet so arousing. My cock started twitching and she giggled, now fully aware of the effect this was having on me, especially given that I was speechless. I finally came to my senses and without taking my eyes off them, my hands reached for them and I took one in each hand. Not knowing what the fuck I was doing, I just held onto them, feeling their softness with my fingers, and enjoying her hard nipples pressed into my palms. Like I said before, she was fairly small chested, a B cup as it turns out, but god damn were they beautiful and perky. I continued holding them as she leaned in for more kissing. I was soon kneading them and playing with them, seeing what elected a response. She had fairly sensitive nipples and didn't exactly enjoy direct stimulation, but she loved when my whole hand grasped and rubbed them. At one point, I removed one hand and licked it, coating it in my saliva before returning it to her breast, using the new lubrication to continue rubbing. She seemed to really like that so I did the same with the other one. We continued making out while I fondled her, both of us taking in this new sensation. It wasn't long before she stopped and asked if I'd like to kiss them. I was giddy with excitement as this prospect and dove right in. I returned my hands to both ass cheeks as I lowered my mouth to her left breast. Sucking it into my mouth, I started swirling my tongue round and round her nipple, stopping occasionally to switch to the other breast. I varied my routine between long swirls with a soft, flat tongue, and flicking her nipple with a harder tongue, gauging her reactions. She seemed to respond positively to both, given her heaver breathing and increased grinding. I was very involved in my newfound toys when my cock decided it seriously wanted some kind of release. I had to stop what I was doing for a moment or else I was definitely going to have that mess in shorts that I alluded to earlier. I explained the situation to her and that only made her want to grind me harder. I firmly grasped her hips and told her to stop. I didn't want to come this way. She had a look of confusion on her face but she quickly understood what I was getting at. I could tell that she instantly got nervous and I quickly jumped to quell her reaction. I comforted her and let her know that we didn't need to go any further if she didn't want to and that I'd be happy no matter what. She took a minute to contemplate the matter at hand and asked what I had in mind. I could feel a lump in my throat and my heart pounding as I didn't think she'd put the ball in my court. I quickly gathered the courage and managed to ask her if she'd like to see my penis. Holy shit, was all I could think. I said it, now what? It seemed like an eternity but she finally responded. "If you think it's okay, but I'm very nervous." I took her hand and reassured her that everything would be okay. She slid off to the side of me and watched as I unzipped and unbuttoned my shorts. I slid my fingers under the waistband of my shorts and underwear, lifted my hips and slid both down to my ankles, my cock springing free. I looked over to she and saw the astonishment on her face. This was her first time seeing a penis, ever. Now, she was speechless. I leaned forward for a second and pulled one leg out of my clothes, leaving the other one just in case we get any unexpected visitors, then leaned back again. I looked back to she's and asked her what she was thinking. She said she didn't know what to think but was surprised by its size. I don't consider myself large, but I've only got porn to compare myself to at this time so I just figured I was average. She's certainly given me an ego boost but I also know she's got nothing to compare it to. She continues to stare and then asks me to touch myself. She says that she wants to touch it but she has no idea what to do so she wants to watch me for a minute. I happily oblige and lightly stroke my shaft, coming up to head occasionally to get some precum on my hand. She asks about it and at this point in my life, I had no idea why I leaked precum but I knew it made one hell of a lubricant. Little did I know I was on the right track. I asked if she'd like to get a closer look and suggested she get down on her knees between my legs. She said okay and got in position while I still held my rock hard cock. As I slouched down on the sofa and slip hips down, I continued stroking it, intermittently running my fingers over the head and sometimes switching things up and caressing my balls. I watched her eyes as she continued to watch in amazement, the sight making me perhaps the hardest I've ever been. After what seemed like an eternity but was probably only a minute, I removed my hand and asked if she'd like to touch it. She giggled with nervousness but didn't hesitate to answer yes. With my hard cock twitching as it lay flat on my body, she placed her palm flat on my shaft. She let out a little moan from her closed mouth. She started to move her hand up the shaft toward the head, still with her hand just open. I watched as she processed what was happening and I could see the inquisitive look in her eyes. Her hand made its way to my tip and then slowly wrapped around it, lifting my hardness from my body. With my cock now standing straight up, the tip firmly in her hand, I watch her examine every inch, checking all around the shaft then gazing down at my balls. She slowly stops and looks me in the eyes, that gorgeous smile again adorning her beautiful face and says she can't believe how something so hard can feel so soft and hot. Looking at her, on her knees between my legs as she says this, I nearly bust a nut watching her touch it and examining it, with her beautiful bare breasts in the background. I keep watching as she continues her examination. She leaves no part of my cock untouched and even gently caresses my balls. She knows enough to not be rough with them.I then giggle as I see her wrap both hands around my cock, checking to see if she can fully close her hands around it. Seeing her petite little hands both wrapped around my cock nearly sends me over the edge again. I'm getting anxious now, sensing that our time might be cut short. I quickly get the nerve to ask if she'd like to kiss it, the nerves much more in check this time probably because I've never wanted to bust a nut so bad in my life. Now this is completely foreign to her. She's heard from her friends that this what girls do for their boyfriends but she's never gotten much details. I bust out as much reassurance as I can give and let her know that we can get through this together and teach other what we like. She agrees and asks how she should start. I suggest she run her tongue along my shaft, starting from the bottom and move towards the tops. She leans down and her warm wet tongue makes contact with my shaft and electricity shoots through my body. She starts kissing it, like we do when we make out, swirling her tongue around and around as she inches towards the tip. She moves her hands down to the bottom of my shaft and grips tightly as her tongues moves higher and higher. I suggest she spit in her hand and use it to stroke the bottom half of my shaft. She does as I suggest and then goes right back to licking me. She gets right to bottom of my head and stops moving any higher, sensing this is doing something to me. I sense it too and I can tell this is going to be it for me. The muscles in my legs start to tighten and my hips rise slightly from the sofa. She senses something is about to happen but has no idea what. Naively, she moves her swirling tongue over the head of my trembling cock and I quickly manage to tell her that I'm about to cum. Not knowing what to do, she pushes further down on my cock , swirling her tongue over my head and shaft; she has a look of absolute astonishment on her face as she takes my cum down her throat before coming up to kiss me. My head is spinning. Having nothing to compare it to, it was the best damn blowjob I've ever had. I would have never guessed it would only get better from there. I was drained. She had taken my cum down her throat like it was nothing. She wanted more though, and wasn't satisfied from just that. She needed to cum herself. She was laying on top of me, us kissing passionately, but she is positioned where she was straddling my leg with her cunt, using my leg for pleasure like a dog in heat. I slid my hand down my leg before placing it on her hips, moving my hand to the rhythm, before sliding my hand between us. I curled my hand and felt her dripping wet slit, before sliding my finger down the crease and rubbing her clit. She stopped kissing me and let out a whimper in my ear. I whispered to her "Do you want me to make you cum, baby?" She replied with an airy, desperate "Yes, please." I used my hand to grind her clit as she bucked more and more. I slid a finger in and she let a loud moan in my ear and I felt her tighten. I began to rub her clit and tease her perky nipples, begging for attention. I moved down to suck on her nipple, placing it in my mouth, rolling my tongue around it and flicking it, while putting pressure on it by sucking on it. I slide another finger in and feel her clench again, before I start fingering her, moving back and forth, using my thumb to hit her clit as I enter her. I feel her clench and release again before I curl my fingers and speed up, moving back up to whisper into her ear again. "How close are you?" "V-very close mm," she tells me. I begin to finger her harder and faster, whispering into her ear "Cum for me baby," before feeling her clench and her back arch, moaning loudly into my ear before releasing all her muscles. I kiss her softly and lay beside her letting her fall asleep in my arms.