0 comments/ 65914 views/ 0 favorites Unexpected Pleasure By: Deep Passion Hi, my name is Jennifer, I am 25 years old, and I am married. I am just your everyday kind of person, I am 5'6, average weight, short brown hair, eyes that could hypnotize, and seductive full lips, I am not conceited or anything but I have been told that numerous times. It was my friends' birthday and we all went out for dinner, her name is Jane, she invited one of her friends from work, when she got there, she was very nice and talking to everyone, Jane introduced me…Jen this is Becky, Becky this is Jen, we shook hands and said nice to meet you. She was about 5'6, thin, long black hair and dark eyes, a very pretty girl. The whole night was a blast, everyone laughing and having fun. Months after that every time I went to Jane's house of if we went out somewhere, she brought Becky along, Me and Becky got along very well and she gave me her number one day to call her sometime, I thought this was great, I love meeting new people and making new friends. I called up her up one day and asked if she wanted to go shopping, she said yes and she insisted she pick me up. When she came to the door to let me know she was there she gave me a hug but it just wasn't no ordinary friend hug, it was more of a sexual hug but I didn't think anything of it, so we were off to the mall to shop. As we were driving, she was making jokes and every time she looked at me, it was as if she was eyeing me out, but I just smiled. I wasn't really that uncomfortable with the way she was acting and looking at me, She was a very pretty girl, even sexy, I never thought of woman as sexy before, so maybe I was curious but I wasn't even sure if she was bi, I know she had a boyfriend but that's it. Becky dropped me off at home and she left, all day I was thinking, well what if she is, what is she tries something with me, will I stop her, and I actually started to fantasize about her. I keep my mouth shut about this to my husband because he just would understand. The next day my phone rings and it's Becky, asking what I am up to, I was up to nothing and I invited her over for coffee. She came in and sat down and I poured her a cup of coffee and we sat on the sofa just chatting. An hour went by and she was acting normal so I guess my instinct was wrong. Becky grabbed the remote and said you have satellite right? Yes I do, she asked, so you have any porn and she laughed, so I laughed and said yeah like 5 channels of it, she flipped through all the porn channels and we laughed and made fun of everyone, then she stopped on the channel where two girls were kissing and fingering each other, and Becky put the remote down on the coffee table not having any intentions of turning it, she sat there for a second watching and she leaned over to me and kisses me. I was in a bit of a shock but I liked it, I was actually turned on by it, and I kissed her back. She started to run her fingers through my hair and I grabbed her head, and all I kept thinking was " Oh my, am I really doing this" I could hear all the moans from the T.V and that made me ever hornier, I could feel my pussy get wet and tingles running through my body. Becky's hand started to rub my breast and she said "oh you have nice firm breast" so I thought what the hell, I slide my hand over hers too, by this time I was having so much fun. I undid my shirt and took it off and took off my bra. Becky went down and sucked on my nipple and played with the other, pinching it a little, and I was breathing so heavy. I took off her clothes and she had such a nice body, firm and toned. Wasn't even really sure what to do but I just went with what came to my mind first. I leaned Becky back on the sofa and spread her legs, her pussy shaven nicely but not shaven completely, I adjusted my self beside her and sucked on her erect nipples and I felt her body all the way down to her wet pussy, that just glistened, I ran my fingers over her opening and slide in my finger, her pussy was so warm and soft and she moaned and asked me to go deep, so I went deep, feeling every part of her, my fingers wet from all her juices. I got this sudden urge to go down on her and I didn't waste anytime, I moved my self down and she smelt so sweet. I started to lick her clit and she moved her body back and forth so sensually, and she moaned so loud, I wanted to make her scream. I then started to suck on her clit and I slid my fingers back, moving them do deep and fast and I couldn't take my lips of her clit. Becky then said to me "lets move on to the bed" so we went into my bedroom. She laid down and she said get on top of her and we got into a 69 position. I continued to lick her sweet pussy and as soon as her tongue slid over my opening I let out a loud moan, it felt so good, I could barely concentrate on what I was doing, my ass and hips moving around and around. Becky said I have something for us, she got up and went into her bag and took out a double dildo, she said "this is fun" and she got back on the bed and we positioned ourselves comfortably and we both slide out wet pussies around this dildo and we both started thrusting in a rhythm with each other, Fuck and it felt so good and she screamed harder Jen harder and I reached over and played with her clit and then she went wild, both of us screaming and moaning. I could feel the orgasm building up and I knew she was on the edge just by the look on her face. She moved my hand and put it on my clit and she started to rub her own clit and I rubbed mine, both going at it with sweat trickling down my the side of my face, Becky moaned for me to cum with her and I knew I could just explode any minute, then at the same time we flung our heads back and screamed so loud and we both came, my cum squirting all over her and her cum squirting all over me, both of our bodies trembling and twitching… that was the best orgasm I have ever had. I laid down on the pillow, out of breath and Becky says to me "I hope this doesn't ruin our friendship?" and I looked at her and smiled and said "of course not Becky, if anything, it made us better friends" and we both laughed. Unexpected Pleasure Dizzylia: Came to my rescue, very quick editing. Thank you. ***** What exquisite torture. I've been watching my friend discreetly for the better part of an hour. Every movement, every brush of her hair, every small smile, the way she lifts the glass to her lips, every heartfelt laugh. She has me enraptured. Ok, so some might suggest that it was the drink that might have something to do with the warm fuzzies I was feeling, but I know the difference and this beautiful woman has me entranced. She is gorgeous, clever, funny, intoxicating, AND married. She gets up to go to the toilet. I watch her go, watch the way her hips sway as she walks and the carefree way she stops to talk to the multitude of people she knows in the pub. I watch her magic, the way people seem to light up when she speaks to them. Is it just her own radiance or are people, like me, just so enamoured of her? I glance around me, broken from my thoughts. Has anyone noticed? Shit! Has her husband? I look over at him only to see him in deep conversation with the barman. Phew! Before I can really think about what I'm doing, I stand and make my way quickly to the toilet. I get there before her, as she is still chatting to people in the bar. I quickly enter a cubicle and sit down, head in my hands. What the hell do you think you're playing at? She's married! She's straight! You like her husband! She's MARRIED! I hear the toilet door to the bar open and then a cubicle door open and shut, and I figure that she must have made it away from all the people wishing to talk to her. Ok, so what I need to do is get up and leave. Go back to the bar and make my excuses. Say I'm too drunk or I'm working tomorrow. Anything. Just leave. I flush the toilet as I'm leaving so as not to seem like I was just hiding out, and exit the cubicle. I'm standing washing my hands at the basin when I feel her approach and nudge me out of the way so she can wash her own hands. I playfully push her back, and she flicks me with water. I grab at her wrists to stop her and then look into her eyes... oh fuck, those eyes! Those beautiful blue eyes that have always drawn me in are now not letting me go, not letting me look away. I feel my heart skip a beat and my breathing quicken. Just as the edges of my vision starts to go blurry with lust, I hear the toilet door being pushed open and this breaks the spell she has over me and I hastily drop her wrists. She catches my hand and drags me into a cubicle, pushing the door shut just as three giggling women burst into the toilet. I stifle a gasp and look at her, only to find her gazing at me. I'm trapped again, eyes locked on hers. The noises of the giggling women at the mirrors fade into nothing as my entire world becomes her. I can feel her pulling me in... physically? Emotionally? Sexually? Before I know what I'm doing and can stop myself, I lean forward, tentatively and slowly, oh so slowly, I graze her lips with my own. Her eyes fly wide open in surprise and something else? Did I actually see that? Does she want me the way I want her? I lean in again, this time a little more purposefully, and when our lips meet it is as much her doing as my own. My stomach flips and I get butterflies. I've heard people talk about kisses feeling like electricity, but I've always figured that was poetic licence. Never thought it was a real thing. I ease my tongue into her mouth and feel her eagerly respond. We kiss as though we have always been doing it. I put my arm firmly round her waist and draw her in tightly, possessively. My other hand is on the back of her head, pulling her to me. We could have been anywhere. The fact we are crammed into a tiny toilet cubicle is completely lost to me as I hungrily kiss her. Moving my lips to her neck and exposed shoulder, I hear her moan appreciatively which elicits a small groan deep at the back of my throat, almost a growl. My fingers become entangled in her hair and I push her back hard against the wall, pushing myself against her, pinning her. I find my hands on her hips, urging her closer to me. I want to be as close to this woman as possible. Without breaking our now frantic kisses I move my hands to her wrists and raise her hands above her head. Using just one hand to hold them in place, I have a free hand to explore her body. My right hand is soon inside her top and enfolds her right breast. I almost immediately feel her nipple harden and run my thumb in a circle round it, hearing her intake of breath as I do so. I look directly into her eyes and all self-restraint and morals go out the window. This woman is hot and has been in so many of my dreams. I ache for her. Pushing her top up, I dip my head and brush my lips against the lacy material of her bra. Cupping her ample breast in my hand, I rub my lips over her nipple before taking it in my teeth and biting down on it. I hear her gasp in an exciting mixture of pleasure and pain and feel a throb deep inside me as my body responds. Turning my attention to her other breast, I bite down hard on her nipple through her bra, this time harder wanting to test her limits. Although she draws in her breath rapidly, she arches her body towards me, pushing her perfect tits into my face. I release her hands, and before I know it my hands are on her arse, gripping her tightly and pulling her to me, lifting her slightly onto her tip toes. We are kissing frantically and passionately and I feel her hand move to the back of my head, fingers entwining into my short hair and pulling it. I pull back from her briefly and see a wicked, flirtatious look on her face. Oh, so that's the way you want to play it, is it?! I grab at her wrists again, this time in control. I know what I'm doing and I put them high above her head, once again pinning her against the cubicle wall. I reach my hand round behind her and quickly work the clasp of her bra, releasing her breasts. Without waiting for her to respond I push her bra up and take her nipple in my mouth, sucking it and flicking it with the tip of my tongue. She arches towards me and I feel her trying to pull her hands free of my grasp. Oh no, sweetheart, that isn't happening. I grip harder and bite her nipple. She cries out and I give her a warning look. We both know how dangerous this is, and yet neither of us seems capable of stopping it. I kiss her deeply and push her legs apart with my knee. I unbutton her jeans and, unable to wait, I slide my hand down inside them. This time it's my turn to be shocked as I discover that she is commando. She is shaved in such a way as to leave a small amount of stubble. I give a deep guttural moan at the back of my throat as my questing finger finds her clit. She is so wet that my finger glides over it easily as I slowly begin to circle it. She gives a small whimper of delight and her head drops forward onto my shoulder. I let my finger explore her, feeling her breathing quicken as I touch her. I am throbbing hard as I continue to touch her. Using my thumb and ring finger, I part her lips back, stretching her open. She moans hard and says my name into my neck. Her clit is large. I push my middle finger down hard on it and feel it jerk and pulse. I hold my finger there not moving it, enjoying the experience. She must be, too, as she starts to move against me. I lighten my touch, wanting to tease her, wanting to feel her push hard against me, and she doesn't disappoint. She starts to kiss my neck, sucking and licking it, sending shivers of pleasure all over my body. I begin to flick her clit, just the tip, and she moans deeply. I am so turned on, I am filled with this woman, the taste of kissing her, the warmth of her body pressed against mine, the smell of sex that is lingering in the air, the slick wetness of her as I start to circle her clit more quickly. She is groaning quietly into my neck now, and I can feel waves of wetness dripping out of her pussy. I slide my finger down and tease the opening to her cunt, dipping the end of my finger into her. I do this a few times and she starts to grind into me, trying to encourage me to fuck her. I push my finger hard into her and she pulls her hands free of my grasp and puts them both on the back of my head, pulling me into a hard, frantic kiss. I put my hand on the cubicle wall to brace us both and I start to fuck her hard with my finger. Finding her g-spot, I rub my finger over it and feel her start to go weak at the knees. I use my body to pin her to the wall and slip a second finger into her. Fucking her hard, she entwines her fingers through my hair and pulls it, moaning into my mouth as she does so. I move my fingers back onto her clit, rubbing in a steady circular movement. Her breathing starts to come in small shallow breaths and she holds my face close to hers giving me short kisses. I speed up, unable to stop myself, and she starts to quiver and moan loudly. I put my mouth over hers in less of a kiss and more of an attempt to keep her quiet as the throes of her orgasm completely take over her and she starts to buck against my hand. She slumps against me, panting heavily, and I ease my hand out of her jeans. I put my finger under her chin and raise her head to look at me. Those beautiful eyes meet mine, and I gaze into them, searching, hoping. Please don't let there be remorse. But she smiles at me, reassuringly. What an amazing woman... she is reassuring me. Kisses me so softly and lovingly on my lips and I melt into her. Suddenly the bathroom door is opened and her name is called. She replies that she will be there shortly. She quickly does her bra up, straightens her clothes, kisses me briefly and then she's out the door and gone. Unexpected Pleasure I awoke to see her standing in the doorway to my bedroom. She was naked, her lovely curves forming a perfect silhouette framed with the early morning light behind her. "I want some more of what I had last night," she whispered. I pushed the covers back, I was also naked, she could see my erection, "Come hear," I said, and she slid her naked body into the bed alongside me. I had better start at the beginning! I hadn't been separated long, not that I was pining. Hell, the separation was my doing. My friends were going on holidays to their time-share unit in Surfers Paradise, on the Queensland Gold Coast. "Why don't you join us. It's a 2-bedroom unit, right on the beach, plus the complex has 2 spas and 2 swimming pools. You could do with some cheering up." So there I was, arriving at Coolangatta airport, being met by Ron and Christine. Ron's a big guy, about 290 pounds and about 6' tall, but obviously overweight. Chris is mid forties, very attractive 5'5", size 12 with beautiful firm 36c breasts and a gorgeous tight butt. Looks fantastic in tight jeans or shorts and it was tight shorts she was wearing to greet me, "Glad you made it mate," Ron said. "Oh shit! He looks like he needs a drink," Chris exclaimed, "You look miserable." "Do I really look that bad?' "Come on. Let's get him to the flat and loosen him up." With that, Chris took my arm in hers, Ron grabbed my bag and off we went to their car. We arrived at their top floor unit. It was great! Overlooking one of the pool areas and beyond you could see the ocean. "Hey guys. This is terrific. I didn't realise it was such a great block or such a great spot. We're just across the walkway from the beach and that pool looks fantastic." "Is he looking at the pool or perving on the bikinis?" Chris asked. "Both I think," Ron smirked. I just grinned. Chris had prepared a wonderful seafood and salad lunch. Ron cracked a couple of beers and a glass of chardonnay for Chris and we sat and bantered over lunch. Later in the afternoon, after a few more drinks we headed down to the pool. I had seen Chris in a swimming costume before, but when she took her robe of at the pool I nearly cracked an instant erection. The top barely contained her 36c breasts, the edge of her aureole showing and the bikini knickers showed she obviously shaved, plus they barely covered the cheeks of her gorgeous butt. "You don't let her out in public like that do you mate?" I asked Ron. "He doesn't have anything to do with it," Chris answered. "I'm getting older by the minute and while I've got a body to flaunt I'm going to do it!" "Wow! You're not going to get any bloody argument out of me," I said. "I'll just perv!" "There's plenty of other good looking younger chicks to perv on Rob. You don't need to perv on me," Chris laughed. "I'll be the judge of that Chris. You look good enough to eat!" But she was right. There were plenty of good looking young chicks to perv on, but they just didn't have what Chris had. I could feel myself with the beginnings of an erection. Stop boy, I said to myself. These are your friends. Stop lusting over your mate's wife. Easy to say but I found my hard on increasing with every second. "I think I'll go for a swim," and quickly dived into the water. "This'll help," I thought to myself. Help me get this bloody erection down. I swam about aimlessly, chatting to other holiday makers in the pool, when I felt something touch my upper thigh. Startled, I looked around. "Got it under control now, big boy?" Chris grinned. "And I wasn't referring to your height when I said big boy," she smirked. "Don't know what you mean," I stammered, thinking, is she coming on to me, or what? These people are my very good friends. Sure we've had sexual banter before, as a lot of adults do, but it's only ever been joking, or so I thought. Chris just gave me a lazy smile and swam back to the pool edge. "Time to think about dinner, methinks," she said out loud. "Come on you pair. Let's go eat and drink more wine." Ron lifted his large frame out of the sun lounge and I hauled myself out of the pool, my cock now back to normal, thanks to the cold water. I was on the balcony, after showering and changing into a pair of shorts, firing up the barbecue, when Chris re-appeared. She was wearing a little sun dress, the sort with thin straps over the shoulder and is fitted under the boobs, so obviously no bra. The dress material was very light and semi transparent. I was pretty sure she only had on a G-string underneath. She'd obviously taken time with her make-up and was wearing a very sensual perfume. "Wow. You smell great. That's a very sexy perfume you're wearing!" I exclaimed. "So I should. It's the one you bought for me for my birthday and I love it. You're right, it just smells so sexy and it makes me feel horny." I grinned at her, a little nervously, and started the cooking on the barby. (That's Aussie slang for barbecue) After we'd finished dinner Ron suggested a little board game, warning me it was one of the more risque type of games. "I'm game if you are," I grinned, "No pun intended." Chris glanced at me sideways with a slight smirk on her face and said nothing. Ron was right. The game was very risque! It involved performing some acts when you answered a question incorrectly or having someone else perform acts when you answered correctly. You started by getting people to remove articles of clothing and as Ron and I were only wearing shorts it wasn't long before he and I were both naked and Chris was only wearing a G-string. The sight of Chris' beautiful 36C tits, with their hardened nipples, sitting opposite me at the table was difficult enough. But when she got up to get us all a drink, it was her turn, and I saw her sheer lace G-string covering her shaved mound, I gave up and let my cock stiffen to it's full hardness. "Wow! Are you pleased to see me big boy?" she asked as she put down my drink. "What do you think?" I growled. "I'm only bloody human. If you think I can get this to go down when you're undressed like that, you'd better think again." "Oh, I don't want it to go down baby," she cooed and wrapped her hand around my shaved member, "In fact, the harder the better." She then bent her face down to mine, placed her lips on mine and slipped her tongue into my mouth and kissed me passionately. After what seemed a very long time Chris pulled her lips away from mine. I glanced across at Ron not knowing what expect. He just grinned at me, "Go for it mate. It's what she wants." Chris plonked herself down on my lap, entwined her arms around my neck, lowered her face down to mine and whispered "Take me to bed and make love to me. Please." She stood up, took my hand and led me to the bedroom. I stopped her as she went to lie on the bed, turned her to face me. I looked her up and down, drinking in her beauty. Her proud attractive face, now looking quizzically at me. Her slender neck, her beautiful full breasts, nipples hardened with desire. Her slim waist fanning out to her very flat stomach. The flimsy bit of lacy material covering her shaved pussy, the V of her crutch parting to the start of her long shapely legs. The mother of two grown up children, this is one hell of an attractive women. "Are you sure this is what you want?" I asked. "I've never been surer," she smiled. I reached my arms out and drew her to me, kissed her deeply and passionately. She responded and kissed me back, her hand dropping down to grasp my throbbing cock. "Will you please put that beautiful thing inside me?" "Don't be impatient young lady. I want you to remember this for the rest of your life." I lowered Chris to the bed and lay down beside. I kissed her forehead, her eyelids, her eyes, her nose, her lips. We kissed passionately, our tongues intertwining, our mouths glued to each other. I kissed her shapely neck as my hand travelled over her body. I marvelled at the smoothness of her breasts, the fullness of them, the hardness of her erect nipples as I gently squeezed each one in turn. Her soft moans directed me to keep my hands caressing her body. I trailed my fingers down across her flat stomach, over her lace-covered mound, my fingers brushing over her vagina lips as they trailed down her shapely legs. I moved down the bed so my face was at her feet. I lifted one foot and gently sucked on her toes, each one in turn. I trailed my mouth up the inside of her thigh until I reached the lace. I then lapped at her slit through the fabric of her G-string. She was very wet and I sucked the moisture from her through the lace. I moved my face back slightly and slipped my hand under the edge of her G-string, gently caressing the lips to her opening with my fingers. Her moans and the wetness of her slit convinced me this was definitely what she wanted. My cock was aching to be inside her. I gently tugged at the sides of her G-string. She lifted her buttocks up to allow me to slide the fabric down and off. As soon as her panties were off she parted her legs to allow me to enter her. But I quickly lowered my mouth to her slit and started lapping at her wetness. I ploughed my tongue as deeply as I could into her cunt. Her hips were moving up and down against my mouth, her moaning getting louder and louder. I flicked her clit with my tongue and gently nibbled at it with my teeth. She cried out and orgasmed. When her trembling subsided and her breathing got back to normal I gently started lapping at her dripping pussy again. "Oh no more please. Just put your cock inside me. Pleeeasse!" Not wanting to be one to disappoint a lady I obliged. I pushed her knees apart and knelt between her open thighs. Her cunt was glistening from her own juices. I pushed the head of my cock against her wet pussy lips and slid slowly into her waiting opening. I watched her face as I slid all the way in, the base of my shaved prick rubbing against her exposed clit as I reached the depths of her cunt. Her look of pleasure as I entered her gave way to one of bewilderment, then shock as her pussy tightened around my shaft and she orgasmed, crying out in almost disbelief as her body shook and her juices washed over my shaft deep inside her. She looked at me, slightly bewildered. "I never come like that, or so quickly. In fact, most times I don't come at all." "Well sweetheart, we've only just begun and you are going to come again and again and again." And she did! Later, as we were lying there in the after-glow and after I had emptied my sperm into her receptive pussy, Ron appeared beside the bed. "Satisfied honey?" As he spoke he dropped his hand onto her sopping wet cunt. "Hmm, very, I would think." He said. Then he slipped his fingers into her cunt. Chris moaned and my cock started to stiffen again. "Why don't you suck Rob's cock while I finger you sweetheart." Chris immediately turned around on the bed, got up onto her knees and bent down and took my hardened cock, still wet with our juices, into her mouth. She went right to the base then slowly sucked up to the head, her tongue sliding around under the rim of my circumcised dick. She probed at the eye with her tongue, the slipped her lips of the head and down the outside of my shaft to my balls. She took each one in her mouth in turn, sucking them gently, her hand gripping my shaft as she sucked. Chris kept repeating this action 'til I cried out. "Chris. No more babe or I'll cum in your mouth." "She'd like that, wouldn't you honey?" Ron asked. Chris just nodded and kept sucking. "But I think she needs a good arse fuck. She hasn't one as big as yours in her arse and I want to see if she can take it." Now I'm not exactly huge. Just an average 6" but my cock is very thick. My ex used to love anal sex but I'd really have to open her up with fingers and vibrators before I could enter her. Chris didn't say a word. She just turned around, got onto all fours, faced the edge of the bed and took her husbands cock in her mouth. I looked around for some lubricant and there on the bedside table was a bottle of "Wet Stuff" a very effective water based lube. I smeared some on and around Chris' gorgeous arsehole, my finger probing her sphincter. She moaned as she sucked on Ron's cock. I placed my hands on her sexy hips, pushed my knob against her anus and gently pressed forward. My cock head pushed harder at her resistance. "No! Stop! I can't take you. You're too big!" Chris cried. "Yes you can honey. Just relax your muscles and Rob will slide in easily." Ron said. I started to pull away but Ron said "Give it to her mate. She can handle it." I saw the look of lust in his eyes and realised this was turning him on. Probably as much as me. I eased forward again, my knob again at her anal opening. This time there was less resistance and I felt the head of my cock start to enter her anus. Chris started to clench her arse muscles and again my entry was stopped. But this time I had the head of my cock just inside her. Lightly stroking her lovely back and caressing her buttocks, I said "Relax baby. Just relax. I won't penetrate any further 'til you're ready. I'll just leave my cock where it's at. You can decide when you want more." Chris nodded, her mouth back on Ron's cock and just kept sucking him. A few moments later I felt her anal canal relax a little, but still I stayed where I was. Chris very gently began to push back onto me, my cock penetrating very slowly further into her depths. Her breathing becoming ragged she pushed back harder and I pushed forward 'til very quickly my balls were resting against her pussy lips. I started to pump in and out of her slowly at first but I could tell by her responsiveness that she was trying to quicken the pace. She was moaning incoherently now, her mouth sucking furiously on Ron's cock. She took her mouth off Ron's cock and screamed "Fuck me hard! Give me all of that cock of yours up my arse! Fuck me! Fuck my arse hard! Just fuck me!!!!!" I didn't need any further encouragement believe me. I ploughed my cock in and out of her, slamming the full length of it into her arsehole, my balls slapping against her cunt with every thrust. She was totally incoherent now. Her moans, screams and obscenities partially muffled by Ron's cock in her mouth. Her body was responding as if she had absolutely no control over it. I felt her stiffen and she let go of Ron's cock and just screamed. "Oh fuck! I'm coming!" Ron started pulling on his cock. I could see he was about to spurt his sperm. Chris' body was shaking all over, racked with spasm after spasm of her orgasm. Ron's cock began to spurt, the first jet landing on Chris' back, then in her hair and on her face. This was enough to send me over the edge. I felt a powerful orgasm sweep over me as I erupted and sent what felt like torrents of hot cum deep into Chris' bowels. She stiffened, screamed and orgasmed again, even more violently this time. Her body totally out of control with spasms and violent shaking. I was still pumping the remainder of my cum into her when she collapsed face down onto the bed. With my cock still impaled in her and her arse muscles still clenching it, I fell on top of her. We lay still joined together, her body still twitching, as Ron coaxed the last of his sperm out of his cock with his hand. After a few minutes, I still couldn't remove my cock from Chris' arse, her muscles still were clamped very tightly around my member, she spoke softly. "That was the most intense, orgasmic feeling I've had in all of my 46 years. I've had some wonderful fucking with my hubby, but nothing could ever match what I have just experienced. Thank you, Rob." "Honey, don't you thank me. To share you with Ron was beyond my wildest dreams. I have always admired you and thought what a lucky bloke Ron was. Now I know just how lucky he is." "Correction mate," Ron Said "We are! 'Cause if I know my wife, this won't be the last time. Will it honey?" Chris turned to look at me and smiled. So there she was, naked alongside me, in my bed in the early morning. We held each other in a tight embrace and I whispered, "I don't want to come between you and Ron honey. You two are my dearest friends. You've been there for me, throughout this mess with Catherine, and I wouldn't do anything to destroy that friendship." "You won't," she said softly, "What happened last night is something I've fantasised about ever since Ron raised the idea of having a threesome, with another male, years ago. I said then, I would only be a part of it, with someone I really cared about. You know I've always cared about you. What I didn't realise was just how wongerful it would be. You've taken me to heights I've never been sexually and I want to keep experiencing that pleasure. Ron knows I'm here now. It was he who suggested we seduce you and it was he who said to me, this morning, to come to you. Not that I needed any encouragement!" I had been gently stroking her lovely body as she spoke. Her hand dropped to my erection. "Now are you going to put that lovely thing inside me or am I going to have to help myself?" she smiled. "Where do you want it babe? Pussy or?" "I'll have it in my pussy thank you. I don't think my butt would be able to handle that treatment again. Well not for a couple of days anyway!" As I lowered myself between her beautiful spread thighs, I slid my cock into her wet and waiting pussy, I said, "Sweetheart, this has been the most wonderful, unexpected pleasure!" Unexpected Pleasure My back is hurting, have to love the passive lifestyle of a computer programmer, nothing like sitting 8 hours a day, then going home and playing computer games. Good chairs still do not relieve all the strain from your lower back. Last night I was feeling slightly out of sorts, a bit depressed, a bit lonely. I wanted to talk to someone, but I have no girlfriend as you know. I have not had someone touch me in about four or so months, not even a casual hug. So made an appointment to go have a massage at a very nice place I know of. From my previous visits, I knew they had excellent massages. You walk out feeling relaxed and at peace. My appointment was at 7:30 so I had to hurry. I took a quick shower and off I went. When I met the lady who would be giving me my massage, she took my breath away. She was gorgeous! Black hair, about 5ft, just a head shorter than me, brown eyes. She introduced herself as Clara. She asked me if I wanted to take a quick shower there before starting. I did, traffic and having to hurry had me sweating a little. When entering the room I was requested to remove my clothes and lie down on the table. Undressing I saw her looking at me a little bit, now I'm not too shy about my body but I did blush. Lying on the table felt so good, just hanging my arms down made my sore back muscles stretch a bit, it felt so good. I felt nice warm oil being spread on my back, hands softly pressing, probing my back, tracing the outline of my spine, feeling my ribcage, Clara asked if she was hurting me and I responded that I wanted her to apply more pressure. It felt so wonderful. A good twenty minutes was spent working on my back. I just relaxed and enjoyed the awesome touch of her hands. Taking position behind me she began working on my legs, first my calves, wrapping both hands around one leg and stroking slowly up to the knee then trickling her fingers down lightly, sending shivers up my body. Feeling her touch leave me left a sadness in me, I so wanted more, but wait, I now feel warm oil and pressure on my upper legs. Up and down, kneading my legs. Oh! She is working quite close to my testicles, so very close, I would be lying if I said I was not turned on, this gorgeous creature is touching me all over, slowly running her hand up my inner thigh and actually touching me in such a sensitive and private spot, I could feel the edge of her hands when she stroked my inner thighs. A soft voice by my ear enquired if I was comfortable with her removing the towel that was draped across my butt. Oh Clara if you only knew! "No I do not mind", boy that was hard to say! I am glad my face is muffled in the headrest. I can feel her stroke my butt now. Oh dear that is a such a turn-on. I am hard now, so very hard. Ummm that feels good. She probably does not notice that her breasts are pressing into my back, when she stretches over me to get some more oil. Funny, I do not feel anything between us, just the warm softness, there yes there, I felt her nipple on my back. Somehow she must have removed her top, joy oh wonderful joy. I desperately want to lift my head out and look, at the same time I really want her to continue. Firm hands press at me, the command is clear to me, turn over. Could this be happening? Surely it could not, this is a respectable establishment. Not even thinking twice I turned over, exposing in full glory my hard throbbing cock, I watched her face, saw her lick her lips, now I just wanted to know "Do you like it?" I shyly asked. A quick nod was all the confirmation I received. She leaned down pressing her chest into mine, her breasts flattening against me, her nipples hard, erect pressing into me. I felt her hand sliding down my side engulfing my cock, giving it a squeeze. Dropping my hand to her but I squeezed her back, disappointment... she stood, pulled away, withdrawn from me, out of reach, a slight smile on her face. This must be a dream, surely, since there goes her skirt, now the panties, little black ones, she is standing before me naked, so beautiful, so very sexy. She leans back over me, I feel the firm pressure of her breasts, feel her take my hand, sliding it between her legs, pressing my fingers to her, and feel her begin stroking my cock. My fingers touch her, open her up. I feel the little nub of her clit. Her pussy feels so warm, soft, wonderful. She is stroking me faster, bouncing up and down a little with the motion, my fingers sought to penetrate her, I can feel the wetness, in fact I can smell her. Glorious just fantastic, she shifted position, opening her legs more, I insert my index into her, she is sopping wet, she really wants me to explore her. Another finger goes in, she is feeling tight around me so very wet, I rest my thumb on her clit, with all the movement she is doing stroking my cock with two hands now, her pussy is sliding up and down my fingers. Desperately, I want to climax. I'm so nearly on the point but I just cannot find release. She is finds the right rhythm, then just as I feel the orgasm build and on the very point of release the rhythm changes or she shifts grip. My head is so sensitive it is painful to the touch. She is pulling the foreskin back exposing the head to the world, stroking from the base to the tip. She is breathing very heavily, me too, sucking in air in great gulps. I feel her pussy contract, she is cumming, her pussy squeezing my fingers. I wish it was my cock in her. Sliding my fingers in and out quickly then slowly, I help her cum, intensify her orgasm more, rub her clit, cup the breast that I can reach and squeeze the nipple. My whole hand is wet, she is very much enjoying this. Feeling her orgasm die down, I can no longer stand to not cum myself, taking over from her, masturbating in front of her, touching her breasts with my free hand, enjoying the look on her face. Sweet release, my cock starts spurting, big with gobs of cum, feeling her hand squeeze my balls. I hear her say "nice, you came." Spent, I lie there. I hear the door open and lose, then feel a warm sensation. She has put a warm washcloth over my limp dick, tenderly cleaning me up. Energy returning, I sit up. She is dressed again, hiding her sweet body away from the world. Smiling she says "that was fun." I could only agree. Unexpected Pleasure Alex and I had gone out for the evening and I had one too many glasses of wine. As I stumbled into my place he caught me before I fell. As soon as Alex had his hands on me I felt him begin to remove my clothes. I was as horny as he was and started in by unbuttoning his shirt. We were soon naked on my bed where the usual kissing and touching ensued. Knowing what was about to happen, I went to reach for the box of condoms I kept in my underwear drawer (it's a little over an arm's length from my bed). I was living with my Aunt and Uncle while attending graduate school at Cal Berkeley, but I was staying in the guesthouse, so I had a measure of privacy. Alex and I had started dating a couple of months before. However, he lived 75 miles away in Sacramento and we were only able to see each other on the weekends. I heard Alex groan in displeasure when he realized what I was doing. My doctor had recently taken me off the pill for at least six-months due to some side effects I was having. Resorting to condoms for birth control was more of an adjustment than I thought it would be. I had been on the pill since I first started having sex and had never really used a condom before. I know unsafe sex is bad, especially since I like to fuck like a sailor on shore leave. For whatever reason the idea of getting an STD to didn't scare me enough to use condoms, but the idea of getting pregnant did. Alex and I had always had great sex, and so it was very frustrating how much difficulty we had using a condom. When I had first gone off the pill and told him we had to use condoms he complained. He said using a condom feels like clapping with gloves on. That first night he lost his erection when he put a rubber on and I ended up giving him a blowjob to get him off. The next time we had sex we didn't use a condom and he pulled out before cumming all over my stomach I wasn't too keen on the idea that we had sex like that, especially after investigating the success rate of pregnancy prevention using the pull-out method. The probability of prevention is a little too low for comfort. The following encounter Alex tried to insert himself inside me and wouldn't stop until I got angry. I hated it. I hated disappointing my partner. I hated not being able to feel everything, and I hated losing the intimacy of having nothing between us. We actually found ourselves having intercourse much less often opting to please each other orally or manually. I continued to reach for the condoms located somewhere in my underwear drawer even though Alex was protesting. I was in an awkward position and ended up with the lower half of my body on the bed while supporting most of my weight with a hand on the floor as I fumbled trying to find the box of condoms. It was exquisite but not unexpected. Alex half lifted me so that he could get access to my sex with his mouth. I took this as his attempt to prevent me from getting at the condoms. If this was the case, then he succeeded as I immediately got that brief ache that comes when I'm getting turned on too fast for my body to keep up. I felt his warm, wet mouth on me and as I was trying desperately, but unsuccessfully, to find the damn condoms. He was making out with the lips between my legs making me dizzy with desire. It felt so amazing with most of my weight on his face, his tongue going in and out of me while I was stuck there - prone with my hands on the floor. I couldn't focus on anything else and just got into what Alex was doing to me. I started to writhe with the motions of his mouth and hoping that I wasn't crushing him. It didn't take long for me to cum like that. After my delicious orgasm I wanted him badly. I disengaged myself from Alex and managed to stand up. I found the box containing the condoms, but discovered that it was empty. I didn't have the heart to tell Alex that he wouldn't have access to my super-wet cunt because we were out of condoms. I didn't say anything as I set the empty box down and got back on the bed lying on my stomach. Alex immediately got on top of me grinding his erection against my wetness. I held my thighs tightly together preventing him from entering me. He was moving his hips up and down and I could feel the head of his cock slipping between my thighs against my still engorged clit. It was obvious by the way he moved that Alex was still trying to enter me. I didn't really mind. His cock rubbing up against me felt so good it made breathing difficult. "I know you want it," I heard him whisper into my ear. I didn't say anything. "I know you want me to fuck you." I grunted but otherwise stayed silent. "It's been so long. I know you can't resist. I know how you are." I was still holding my thighs tightly together, but he was getting to me. I wanted so bad to relax. I was still feeling the wine I had earlier, and wished I could just lay there and enjoy having Alex inside me. "Tell me you don't want it." "I can't," I breathed. "Tell me you want me inside you." I did want him inside me, but I didn't want to say it. It was like a game - an erotic dare to see if I would let him take me completely unprotected. "Tell me that you need me to fuck you and cum inside you," Alex said his voice full of lust. "Just say it." The heavy desire in his voice was got me really hot. I still didn't say anything. I couldn't give him explicit permission. Instead I parted my legs slightly and immediately felt the tip of his cock at my entrance. He forced his hips forward, his manhood pouncing on my sex like a predator going after its prey. He moaned deeply as he inserted himself deep within me. The feeling was wonderful as he filled my insides completely. "Oh God!" I moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me harder." I was in ecstasy as Alex went at me with reckless abandon. I grabbed onto the bed sheets hanging on for dear life as Alex continued his relentless pounding. He was going at me so hard, I though he would literally fuck my brains out. I was intoxicated with pure, animalistic lust. When Alex reached down and started to massage my clit I could hardly breathe. I was on the edge of orgasm wanting release. The room was spinning as Alex continued to hammer himself into my body. "I'm gonna cum inside you," Alex growled. At that moment I came, the pleasure paralyzing me. It took my breath away and I could feel my walls clamping tightly around his cock. "Oh Yeah," I screamed while I was still climaxing. "Cum for me. Cum inside me." Immediately I felt Alex's body twitching and heard him grunt loudly. We both screamed as he filled me with his seed. He held me tightly underneath as we let the waves of pleasure move through our bodies. A few minutes later we lay in a sweaty heap. Alex was still inside me, softening, as he rested on my back. I could feel his cum leaking out of me as we laid there in post-sexual euphoria. We just stayed there like that until sleep overtook our exhausted bodies. The next day I sat in the lobby of the health center waiting to take the morning-after pill. I felt stupid and embarrassed when I had told the doctor about what I had done the night before. However, I was still somewhat euphoric after having one of the most erotic experiences of my life. Thankfully this seemed to dull my feelings of stupidity and embarrassment. For me, the sense of wrongdoing had always seemed enhance sexual pleasure and the previous night's adventures reinforced this notion. I cringed at the fact that I had bareback sex with no birth control, but I couldn't deny the adrenaline rush I had from the idea. I could feel myself getting heated just thinking about it. Unexpected Pleasure The bar was reassuring warm after the cold night. I shook the rain of my jacket and ordered a cold beer. It had been a long day, or more like a long week. I'd been working the weekend shift and had been doing 14 hours a day for eight days now. My mind and body ached and the only thing that I was thinking was my much needed days off. The beer was good and I moved to one of the sunken leather sofas next the glowing embers of the day's fire. I sat alone, musing and flicking through the day's paper, oblivious to everything around me. "Cheer up" The thick accent made me start. I glanced up to see a handsome and boyish faced beaming back at me as he cleared the empty glasses from my table. I smiled weakly, embarrassed that he had spoken to me and unsure of how to reply. I just nodded and mumbled something about it being a long week and put my head back to the paper. I spent the next couple of hours in that seat, reading and watching people and ordered a few more beers. The barman's name was John and as the pub's customers began to thin I moved to the bar and we started conversation. We shared jokes and stories and I relaxed. He gave me a whiskey on the house and then asked if I smoked. I nodded and he asked if I wanted to come back to his flat for a quick smoke before turning in for the night. I agreed and when his shift finished he showed me up to his place directly above the pub. As we climbed the narrow stairs, I couldn't help noticing him in the faint light. He was very good looking, with swept back golden hair and a hint of boyish stubble. He was shorter than me, but more firmly built and his clothes fitted his him well. A pair of faded ribbon bracelets were interwoven on his wrists, and his arms were tanned and strong. Without realising it I was checking him out. I had played around with guys in my teens, a hand job here and a blowjob there, and enjoyed the odd bi-sexual fantasy since, but here I was entranced and checking out a guy I had just met in the same way that I would a women. We went into his living room and as he grabbed me a beer from the kitchen he told me that his flatmates were out for the night. We sat down on the sofa and started to watch some tv. Content we lay back on the sofa as flicked channels settling on a mindless cartoon comedy. After another beer, he got up and went to the bathroom and I changed channel, settling on some soft porn- oddly sure that this guy I had just met would be completely fine with watching porn with someone he had only known less than a few hours. He smirked as he came back in, and then sat down, nearer this time so I could feel his leg resting against mine. The film continued and a few minutes later I noticed that are legs were nearer still. Our breathing was in sync, seemingly the only sound in the room. Slowly he turned and looked at me and I nervously returned the gaze, my heart beating as I knew that I wanted to kiss him. So I did, or we did. Gently at first, and then I felt him bring my hand up to his cheek. My hands held him and I kissed him deeper, my tongue dancing in his mouth and my hands pulling him towards me. He pushed me away and I snapped back to reality embarrassed by what had happened, shocked at my actions. But he didn't move away in protest, but stood up and held out his hand. Frozen in shock and completely unsure of what I was doing I placed my hand in his and was lead to his bedroom. I stood shaking in the middle of his room with the light from the hallway arrowing across me as he began to take of my clothes. Before I knew it we were lying on the bed in just our pants, my cock bursting to be touched as his hands moved slowly across my body. I was petrified, amazed at how I had found myself semi-naked in bed with a man that I had only just met. He took control and distracted me with his kisses, slowly moving down to my crotch. He knew what he was doing. He licked and kissed and bit me gently through my briefs and then eased them down my legs and threw them to the floor. I had never felt so vulnerable, or so arosed. He considered my cock for a moment and then smiled before engulfing me in one movement. I gasped, my breath lost in the back of my throat, my cock in the back of his. He pushed me to the deep into his warm, wet mouth and then paused as if getting used to it before sliding slowly up and down my length. I closed my eyes, lost in the incredible blow job, my hands clutching on to his hair. He used every trick he knew. He licked and sucked and stroked me towards the most amazing orgasm. I felt it begin to creep up on my from the furthest tip of my toes and as the as it approached I felt his wet finger begin to slide into my arse. I tensed but then the pleasure took control and I relaxed, moaning as a second one slipped effortlessly inside me. He brought them towards my prostrate and then increased the speed of his mouth and I came with a groan and shot my thick load deep in his mouth. He cleaned me off, swallowing everything I had to give him, but keeping his fingers where they were. I lay painting on the bed, slightly unsure about what had just happened as he began to move his fingers inside me. I was going to say something but my post orgasmic lethargy and the new feeling caused me to hold my tongue. His pace continued and with his other hand he began to stroke me to hardness again. He stroked me for a few minutes and then without warning he removed his fingers and with firm hands turned me round. I made to protest, but he kissed me in the small of the back and moved me onto my knees exposed to him. I'll never know why I didn't protest. Why I heard the sound on the condom being unrolled and felt the lube being smeared along my crack and did nothing.. It just seemed so inevitable that I was going to lose my virginity this way to a man I'd only just met but who had just given me the best orgasm of my life. He was gentle at first. His cock head nestling slowly against me for a few moments before he gradually moved inside me. So this is what it felt like. This why so many girlfriends had only permitted it on special occasions. I winced and as he began to fuck me I felt full, like I couldn't breathe as I gave myself to this man. His pace increased and suddenly I realised that the pain was numbing and my dick was stiffening. I felt used but I felt horny. He slowed his pace as if to check his orgasm and moved closer to me his lips resting on my back and his hand reaching round to stroke me. He moved his hand in time to his cock, begin to build up his pace. As his speed increased he moved his hand away from me grasped my hips and began fucking me like I have fucked many girls in the past. He didn't last much longer and as I felt his body begin to tense, I subconsciously mirrored him, my cock straining and I felt my own orgasm coming from nowhere. We came together in a volley of expletives and then collapsed onto the bed. He slid out of me, his cock limp but his arm still clasped me in an almost child like embrace. He kissed me repeatedly on my back and neck before drifting off to sleep. I lay there for about an hour shocked at what had just happened trying. I moved his arm from over me and dressed and let myself out before walking home through the cold, misty night. Unexpected Pleasure "You should do it." Sandra nudged. "But she's a girl!" Lucy Exclaimed, "Why would I want to do that with a girl?" "Because... Well it would be hot." A smile drifted onto Sandra's face. After an awkward silence that led to Lucy locking her forearms between her legs Sandra placed a hand on Lucy's shoulder. "I promise the weirdest part is in your head." She faced Lucy straight on. "Once you get past the mental block you'll love it, I promise." Sandra dipped down to catch the gaze of her friend. "So, will you do it?" Lucy twisted the hem of her dress, all her muscles tensed at her repulsion. Sandra never knew that Lucy had feelings for her. They had been friends their entire lives, and finally she offered her physical contact, just with another girl. It was obvious that Sandra believed her restraint was from the sexual act itself. Truth be told, Lucy had always wondered what another girl would taste like but was always too afraid to try. "You're killing me. Would it help if I kissed you first?" Sandra slapped her hand on Lucy's inner thigh. Lucy blushed; she had no idea that such an action could ever arouse her. "Um...I" Lucy felt stupid for not being able to reach out and plant a passionate kiss on the girl in front of her. Sandra was ready, willing, and very capable of making Lucy's desires come to fruition. "I'll meet the girl. And kiss her if I like her." "Good," Sandra jumped up. "Her name is Monica and she is gorgeous. I know that you have only been with boys but I promise you, you won't regret this." She leaned over to her purse and pulled out her phone. Her thumbs flew back and forth over the screen. "Alright," She sent the message, "there, she will be over in fifteen minutes." "What? I didn't know you meant this minute." Lucy panicked. "You couldn't have thought that I meant some other time. Anyway I gave her a cute picture of you last week. She's been masturbating to it ever since." Sandra gave a mischievous wink which may have suggested she was trying to get a rise out of Lucy. "Don't make fun of me." "Oh, Hun don't be that way." She gave her a tight hug. "She knows what you look like and she asked whether you were available." "Is she straight?" "Well, bi, but you shouldn't feel any pressure. I told her you have only kissed guys. She promised to be just as inadequate until you became more comfortable." Sandra laughed after the last statement. Lucy couldn't help but smile. Her friend was everything she wanted beautiful, funny, and soft. None of the guys she had dated in the past had been soft. In fact inadequate was an unfortunately accurate statement. Moments passed quickly until finally there was a knock at the door. "It's her!" Sandra raced to the door, her movement seemed almost instantaneous. The door, which opened just as quickly, revealed a heavenly creature. When she described Monica as gorgeous it was a surprising understatement. Her hair fell to her shoulders as if kissing her tanned skin. Monica's smile took the light from the room in order to display her glory. The tank top she wore hugged her breasts as if sent into ecstasy. Finally her long legs were accented by her denim shorts which had been left undone as if they had been pulled on in a rush. Sandra and Monica wrapped their arms around one another in a friendly hug and ended in a deep kiss. Their tongues played together flaring back and forth between their mouths. Lucy moved her hand between her legs and relized she was dripping. Her juices had seeped through her dress so much that when she pulled her hand away it carried a stream with it. Looking up she was surprised that both girls had witnessed this and smiled at each other. "Looks like she wasn't as nervous as you thought Sandy." Monica said. Her voice was as stunning as her physique. "Lucy I thought you said that you weren't interested in girls, and here you are getting my couch all wet." Sandra slapped Monica's ass. "Looks like you won't need to cox her as much as I thought." She looked over at Lucy, "So now that your secret is out was I right? Isn't Monica as gorgeous as I said?" "Better" Lucy uttered practically inaudible. "What?" Monica questioned as her smile became larger with every passing moment. "You're better than she... um..." Before Lucy could finish Monica glided toward her and sat in her lap facing her. "I can't believe you said that." Monica moaned the instant before their lips pressed against one another. Sandra had lied; Monica had not held back her kiss. Lucy's heart fluttered, all she could do was sit limp as her mouth was artistically lapped by Monica's tongue and lips. It didn't take long before Lucy found Monica lifting her top over her head. Monica's breasts bided their time as the shirt finally allowed them to drop and show glossy tits which bounced. Lucy soon found her face buried between Monica's tits. The sweat which had accumulated was now dripping into Lucy's mouth. It didn't take long before Lucy found herself squeezing and suckling Monica's breasts. As Lucy looked up Monica gave her a pleased smile and then threw her head back and let out a pleasure sigh. "Well Miss Lucy, we can't leave your poor little pussy all wet. What do you say I help you clean the mess?" Monica drove her tongue into Lucy's mouth. Lucy could feel that her pussy was completely swelled. Lucy's hands leapt to the cheeks of Monica's ass. Her fingers crept toward Monica's ass whole but afraid of how she would react she simply caressed the whole. "Please just do it." Monica begged. There was no hope she wasn't going to be asked twice her middle finger slipped into this goddesses ass whole. Sliding it in and out Monica leaned forward and moaned heavily into Lucy's ear. Entering another hand into the whole she pulled the whole apart which provided a pained and pleased groan. Monica dove down and expertly removed Lucy's panties which had become drenched. Rather than tossing Lucy's panties aside, Monica gazed lustfully at her and gathered the liquid onto her fingers. Satisfied that she had gotten enough liquid she cast the panties aside and pulled down her shorts revealing her own swelled pussy. With the newly lubed fingers she slipped them between her slits and stared at Lucy as she mixed their juices together in her pussy. "That was an unexpected surprise." She smiled audibly pounding her hand into her pussy. "Did you just put my pussy juice in your pussy?" Lucy said in shock. "Calm down." Monica said bringing her fingers to her mouth and cleaning them off as if sucking honey. "You should really taste this, it's amazing." Monica moved and planted her face between Lucy's legs. As Monica began sucking Lucy's eyes rolled to the back of her head. This woman was like a vacuum, nearly yanking Lucy's clit from where it sat. For the first time in Lucy's life she let out a shriek of pleasure which led to a flow of fluid into Monica's mouth. Lucy's body heaved as Monica relentlessly sucked her dry her fingernails digging into Lucy's tight ass so she wouldn't lose her position. Lucy couldn't breathe her body continued to convulse uncontrollably. It finally came to Lucy's mind that she was experiencing an orgasm. Not just one orgasm but several. Finally her body could take no more and squirted out the last few drops it contained. She fell to one side of the couch she was on and gulped large breathes. Monica let her pants fall as she set herself beside Lucy and placed Lucy's head on her lap. Lucy kissed the pussy of the girl who had given her so much pleasure but was soon pulled away. "You don't have to do that right now, just relax." Monica said stroking Lucy's hair. "Can I ask you something?" Lucy asked when her breathe had become even. "Anything." "Did Sandra give you my photo?" "Yes, why?" Monica asked slightly humored by the question. "Did you masturbate to it?" "Just every night for the past week." Monica giggled as Lucy fell asleep. Unexpected pleasure This is my first attempt at writing a story. I've enjoyed reading Literotica for years and felt it was time to give back to the community. I would like to share more of my real life encounters, feedback is welcomed. I want my stories to be the best they possibly can. Thank you for taking the time to read my story. I hope you will enjoy and want to hear more! Eight months...eight long months my unit has been deployed overseas with no relief in sight. Yes, this is going to be a long deployment. The morale of the unit is down. We have not been getting mail from home, food deliveries delayed, water supply spotty at best, and worse of all...being infantry it's an all male unit....no females for miles around. The day is hot...119 to be exact...undisclosed location in the Middle East... "How long have we been out here at this guard tower Sergeant?" I asked, taking a moment to remove my helmet and wipe the sweat off my brow. "Four hours gone, four hours to go. Try not to think about it, the time will go by faster." The Sergeant and I have been on this tower for four hours. The rotation was long but well worth it. The deal was we pull an eight hour shit and get 24 hours off. Eight long hours in the heat for 24 hours off, it was worth it. We passed the time with same talk. Where we are from, what home was like, how many girls we fucked, who are favorite porn stars are. You know...soldier talk... Our conversation is interrupted by the sounds of boots walking up on sand approaching our position. It is our interpreter Ralph, since we cannot pronounce his arabic name, we gave him a much easier to pronounce western name. All of our interpreters did this. "Hey Ralph!, what's up man? You come to suffer with us in this heat?" I asked in eagerness for some new conversation. "Yeah man, I've come to ask you a favor. A good friend of mine is coming by, we grew up together and went to college together. She wants to come by and visit." "Absolutely not,the Sergeant said immediately. You know the rules Ralph, no civilians allowed in the compound, unless clear by battalion." "Aw, come on man, you can't break the rules? Ralph replied. "She can meet you outside the gate, but she is not allowed in here." Sarge replied sternly. "Okay! Thanks! I owe you guys!" Ralph was happy as can be. Ralph leaves the compound and returns about an hour later. His female 'friend' is outside the gate and they are engaged in small talk. I notice she is not bad looking and tell the Sergeant to check to her out. He agrees. "Damn, I wonder if Ralph is hitting that," I ask aloud. "Yeah probably just up the ass, you know these middle eastern women gotta save that pussy for marriage." My Sergeant laughed aloud. Ralph enters the gate and approached our position at the bunker. I look at Ralph and tell him how hot his friend looks. What Ralph says in response, I was not prepared for. "You know she loves American Soldiers. She wants to meet you both," Ralph says. Me and the Sergeant both look at each other at the same time and ask...."What do you mean loves American Soldiers?" "You know...she wants to please you two." "NO WAY! What's the catch Ralph, no way she's just going to walk up to us and want to do that." Ralph just smiles, "It's a fantasy of hers' to be with an American, and yes, if I do this for her, I get some pussy too." At this point I am shocked. I am not a virgin, but I"m still young at 22 and I know women aren't this easy. Woman don't just throw it out like that, especially at me. The sergeant points out that behind the bunker there is a brick building that is empty. It was used as a storage room for, MRE's (meals ready to eat) water, even an extra cot so a solider could take a break. For the next ten minutes the three of us debate about how wrong this is. We shouldn't do this, it's against orders on so many levels..I'm getting nervous at this point, my heart is racing. Finally the Sergeant says, "You know, we are deployed in a combat zone, we've been here eight months, we could be here for another eight. We could even died tomorrow. I want to get laid again before I died." Good point I thought. I agreed even though at this point I'm scared shit-less. I've always been the good soldier, walk the straight line, never did anything wrong. Thoughts of getting caught keep running wild in my mind. "Let her in Ralph and bring her to the back building" orders Sergeant. "So....who goes first I asked?" "I do, I'm the Sergeant, I out rank you." Sounds fair to me. As the mysterious woman and Ralph walk past the guard bunker, I get a better look at her, and she is beautiful beyond words. Now to this day I still swear she was 9 of out 10. Maybe it was the fact I had field goggles on, and had been jerking off for eight months, and not seeing a single woman. Who knows? She could have been very average at best, but what I recall... Dark hair, big brown almond eyes, 115 pounds maybe...a great ass on her, tits were maybe a B cup, but her body was rocking...her face, so smooth, like a desert goddess. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans, and a purple short sleeve top, respectable, but still showcased her nice body. She walks past me and made eye contact...looked me up and down and grins. She liked what she sees. I instantly get hard. Eight months and this is the first woman who's looked at me in a sexual way...my cock is ready to go. She takes the sergeants hand and they walk back to the back building. I thought the situation was weird, so I took this time to ask Ralph some questions about her. Long story short, she shed her Muslim upbringing and converted to Christianity. That's why she was able to show off her face, and wear western style clothes. Her family was well off and could afford to send her to college and they as well were no longer Muslim. I found out it was rare, but there are a small percentage of people in the middle east who did convert to Christianity. Five minutes later the sergeant comes back..."damn dude that was fast!" I laugh out loud. "Shut up man, it's been eight months man, and I couldn't bring myself to fuck her, she just gave me a blow job. Your turn." At this point, my hands are shaking, my throat is dry I can barely swallow. I'm nervous. Not because of the sex mind you, but I know we can get in serious trouble if we are caught. Despite my conscious fighting with me, I'm thinking with my dick at this point, it's straining against my uniform and throbbing so bad I need release. I convince myself my sergeant is right, I could die tomorrow, she wants this, I want this, what's the problem? I enter the brick building and she is sitting on the cot cross legged, smiling at me naked. She stands up and again I get to admire this goddess before me. She has very little body fat, curves in the right spots, legs are shaved...pubic hair is trimmed. I smile and agree, yes she is westernized. She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me passionately. I wrap my arms around her and savor the feeling of smooth naked flesh on me. My raging hard-on is pressing into her stomach...she notices it and replies in broken English... "So big, I like." Her hand starts to rub my cock from the outside of my uniform. I can feel the pre-cum already leaking out from my cock. She helps me removed my gear and clothes, and I am now naked, cock standing at full attention, begging to be pleased. I pull her close to me and start to kiss her neck. I leave trails of kisses up and down her neck, she is moaning and gasping. I want this to last. I want to savory this moment. I'm not sure when I will get laid again, I want this to count. My cock is pressing into her while I reach down and grab her ass, pulling her into me. She throws her head back in passion and I lick her neck from bottom to her mouth where our tongues dance. She pulls away and squats down in front of my hard dick. She licks my shaft from bottom to top all the way to the tip of my cock. Jolts of electricity flow through me. The wet warm feeling on my cock is amazing after months in the desert. She flicks her tongue across my cock head, licking up the pre cum...I glance down, she is grinning up at me, eyes filled with fiery passion. I'm fulfilling her fantasy and it makes my heart burn for her. She sticks out her tongue and spanks her tongue with my cock. Slapping noises fills the little brick building. Silvia and pre-cum begin to mix. She pulls back, smiles at me one more and engulfs my cock. "OH MY GAWD!" I moan so loud. My cock being devoured my a hot wet mouth feels like heaven. I feel the vibration of her moaning around my cock as I am deep in her mouth. I grab a fist full of her hair and start to move her head up and down my cock. Her nails dig into my ass as she swallow my cock. Gaging and slurping noises of my cock being down her throat fills my ears adding to the sensation of getting my first blow job in months. I feel myself about to cum...no, no no, I tell myself I can't cum yet, too soon! I pull my cock from her mouth, she gasps for air. "mmmm cock so thick, I love" she says. I stand her up and gaze into her eyes...I'm not sure if she understand me or not, but I look at her..."I want you." She nods and smiles...she wants me too...I spin her around and bend her over. Her ass is so amazing, I take the time to rub my hands all over it. I love the feeling of flesh on flesh...her's is so soft, gently, amazing...I want it... Taking her from behind she bracers herself against the wall. My cock slips into her...so tight...so hot, wet, gripping my shaft like it never wants to let go...I slide it deep inside her... "AHhhhhhhhhh!!!!" She screams from the top of her lungs..."big,big" she shouts... If you thought that blow job felt good, this was even better. She was hot like an oven...soaking wet... I place my hands on her hips and start to plow my cock inside her. Her hips are slamming back on me meeting my thrusts. "Yes! Harder, harder...ahhhhhh, fuck me!" she cries out with a string of broken English and Arabic words I can't understand. The room is hot as there is no AC, our bodies are covered in sweat from our passionate sex. I glance down seeing her sexy ass wet from sweat turns me on even more...I want her...I want to give it to her like she's never had... She places both hands on the wall to brace herself. "Yes, yes, yes....mmmmmmmmm, baby, fuck me!" she cries At this point I am ready to cum. Her cries of passion, the heat and wetness around my cock, it's too much. I start picking up the pace, going as fast as I can. I piston in and out of her as hard as my body can go. I'm slamming her back on my cock with the all strength I can muster. "OHHHHHHHH YES!!!!!! ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Her moans and cries of passion is what's going to set me off. I can't take it anymore. It's sensation overload. The room filled with sounds of flesh slapping against each other, the wet sounds of my cock fucking her pussy, how tight she is, her screaming...my arms and legs and burning from the assault on her pussy....dripping in sweat... I throw my head back..."FUCK I'M CUMMING!!!!" I slam home into her on last time, picking her up off her feet as I cum. Blast after blast of hot cum shots deep inside her. I can't count how many loads of cum I shot inside her. It was a lot of cum... After I came inside her, we both just stand there for a minute in the afterglow of what just happen. I'm seeing stars I came so hard, we both are breathing hard. She shivers as she attempts to catch her breath and breath normal. She is still panting and gasping as she withdraws my cock from her, "I love you" she says. She turns around and embraces me and we hold each other for a while. Just enjoying each other's touch. I run my fingers through her hair while she rests her head on my shoulder. Sadly all good things must come to end. We know it can't last forever. She starts to get dressed, and notices I'm still hard. "MORE!?" She gasps, she can't believe I'm still ready to go. "It's been so long. I want more of you" I say. But we can't. I wanted to stay and fuck her again, but we all already risked too much by doing what we did. When we both get dressed we embrace and kiss again. Ralph joins us at the brick building and Ralph and her exchange words in Arabic. Ralph tells me she really enjoyed it and wishes to see me again. Maybe next week? "Yes, tell her to comeback next week, Ralph you know the guard shifts, come find me." All three of us walk to the main gate. Ralph starts to leave with the woman. "Where are you going?" asked the Sergeant. Ralph turns back and smiles..."Time to get mine." I never did see she her again, nor did I ever catch her name. To this day I still think of that experienced, and I wonder if out there in the middle east somewhere, wherever she is...if she still thinks of me too. I'd like to think so... --End-- Thank you for taking the time to read my real life story. This is my first time writing so please leave feedback on how I can get better. I have many more stories to tell! Unexpected Pleasure Ch. 02 Thanks once again to Dizzylia for helping out with my sloppy grammar and spelling. ***** I pick up my phone to ring her, and my stomach gives an almighty lurch. What the fuck will I say? "Oh hey, Corey, just phoning to see what you thought of me fucking you last night?" Hmmm, maybe not. I drop the phone back on the bed covers and bury my face in the pillow. Ok, Roberts, you can do this. Pick up the phone and call her. She's your friend. Reaching for the phone, I dial her number and push call before I can change my mind. Oh fuck, it's ringing! No backing out now! A chant starts up in my head... please don't answer, please don't answer, please don't answer. "Hi," Corey answers, and I'm unable to speak. "Hey Charlie, you there?" she asks. Ok, lead with the hangover... "Hey Corey, how you feeling? My head is killing me, I feel like my brain is trying to pour out my eyes!" Yeah that's good, gives her an out. Makes it easy for her to say she doesn't remember, that she drank too much. "Ooph me too! What a night huh?" What a night indeed! It's not every night you fuck the woman you have a major crush on in the pub toilets whilst her unsuspecting husband sits in the bar. "Yeah, you could say that..." and I leave it open, almost like a question. Waiting to see if she'll mention anything. "So what you up to today?" she asks. Ok, so not mentioning it. Does that mean she doesn't remember, or she's too bloody embarrassed to say a thing? "Nothing much, I can barely lift my head off the pillow, so I thought I would just chill out and watch some movies. What about you? You gonna spend the day with Jack?" There we go, that's easy, just be nice and friendly. No need to talk about it if she doesn't want to. "No, Jack is working today so I thought I would come and hang out with you for the day... if you're up for it?" Corey replies. Um... am I ever! "Yeah that would be fine," I reply, trying to maintain my composure. "Just head round when you're ready. I'll be here." "Ok, cool, I'll see you soon." And then she's gone before I can even reply. I try to leap out of bed only to be hindered by the rhythmic pounding in my head. I definitely didn't exaggerate my hangover! Ok, easy does it, shower first. Stepping into the shower, I feel the cool water start to ease away my hangover, unfogging my mind and allowing me to think. What should I say to her? Should I even say anything? I begin to soap myself as I think, and unbidden my fingers linger over my nipples. Stroking them as I think of the way Corey's felt under my touch. How she strained to push her body closer to mine. Urging me on. God, she is so hot. That beautiful woman wanted me last night. I press my forehead against the tiles, and my fingers find my clit as images from last night flash through my head... the way she was kissing me, urgent frantic kisses, making me believe I was the only person in the world. Pinning her to the wall, hand sliding down inside her jeans. My finger on her clit, rubbing it. As I think this, I rub my own, picking up speed, feeling my legs start to shake - as hers did last night - as I start to cum. "Oh, Corey." I'm shocked to hear myself utter her name. I don't know how long I stand there, water pouring over me, shaking from a quick but intense orgasm. Coming back to myself, I realise that she will be here soon. Shit, she will be here soon! The buzzer goes and I rush to let her in, and then panic hits me. Oh well, here goes nothing. I open the door just as she reaches it. "Hey." I grin sheepishly at her. Without saying a word, she throws her arms round me and pulls me into a cuddle. I stiffen briefly, then find myself relaxing. How can I not? She just feels right to me. She lets me go and I fight the urge to cling to her, to kiss her, to tell her how I feel. "So, what we gonna watch?" she asks, and with that she's in my living room and kicking off her shoes. Ok, you can do this, I counsel myself as I follow her nonchalantly, then drop onto my couch. I watch her as she shrugs out of her jacket. As always, I fixate on the curve of her hips and have to drag my eyes off her before she catches me staring. Corey turns and looks at me, gives an impish grin, and then she's standing over me, I get butterflies in my stomach, don't know what to do. She leans over and kisses me. I am so shocked I don't even respond. This doesn't deter her. She straddles my knee, wraps her fingers through my hair, and kisses me deeply. I moan into her mouth and kiss her back. Before long my hands find their way onto her back, one hand on the small of her back and the other at the nape of her neck. Pulling her to me, I start to take back some control. Why does this woman have that effect on me? She is the inexperienced one, and yet I am the one acting like I've never even kissed a woman. I kiss her slowly and deeply, caressing her tongue with mine in long sensuous strokes. She responds in the same way, and again it's like we have always been kissing each other. No awkwardness, just us and the simple pleasure of kissing. Taking her tongue in my mouth, I suck it gently, briefly, unsure about whether she will like it. The deep moan that escapes her lips is all the encouragement I need, and I suck it again, this time longer. I feel her start to move against my knee, grinding into me, and I can't help but move with her. My hands are on her hips, encouraging her to rest her weight on my thigh so that when she grinds, her clit rubs hard against me. Fuck, it's so hot, and I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter as I move with her. We stop kissing and our eyes lock. The pure lust I feel is mirrored in her eyes. I feel a wet patch starting to develop on my thigh, and I let out a deep, guttural groan. Corey starts to grind harder on me, and my hands are on her back again, pulling her slightly forward, controlling the tempo. Her breathing comes in short gasps, and she starts to call my name. Fuck, is there anything sexier? I pull her to me and kiss her hard and demandingly, crushing her lips to mine as she cums, riding my leg. She flops forward and leans her head on my shoulder just like last night as I hold her. Listen to her breathing gradually return to normal. Listen to my heartbeat skip and dance with what we have just done... again. My thoughts trail away. There is only the comfort of holding this woman. She lifts her head and kisses me, a deep, passionate kiss. Then slides off me, nestles herself to me on the couch and asks again... "So, what are we watching?" Unexpected Pleasure in the Hot Tub I will never forget the best orgasm that I have ever had. I was 18, fresh out of high school, and desperately seeking work. It felt as though the job hunt was getting harder and harder every day. My mom's friend Susan was going out of town for a few days, and needed someone to watch the house. I gratefully took the job, excited about making some extra cash, and having her whole house to myself for three days. I drove to her house excited for the alone time, not even aware that I was about to discover the best feeling I have ever had. After watching TV for a few hours I got bored and decide to venture outside. It was about 8 PM, the sun was just going down, and there was a wonderful breeze in the air that felt great against my skin. I spotted her hot tub out in her yard. "Awesome!" I thought. I was tired, and sore from the intense gym session I had done the day before. The hot tub was exactly what I needed. I took off my clothes and jumped in quickly, afraid of anyone looking out of their windows and seeing me. The hot water was amazing and I felt like I was melting into it. I looked around and found the button that operates the water jets. There were three different speeds. I pressed the first one, and settled my back against it, enjoying the massage I was getting. I was finally getting a little too warm, so I decided to get out. I turned my body and leaned over the hot tub wall to grab my towel, and two things happened at the exact same time. The first was as soon as I raised the upper part of my body out of the water, the breeze caressed my nipples, and they immediately got hard. I have always had very sensitive nipples, and the sudden hardening sent a dull ache down to my clit, and made me moan softly. The second thing that happened was that when I turned around to lean over, my clit was now in direct contact with the water jet. I had never experienced this before, and it took me a second to realize what was happening. My towel lay completely forgotten on the ground while I moved closer to the water jet. "Oh my god," I said softly as I pushed my pussy right against the jet. I pulled one of my tits up and sucked on my nipple while the water lashed against my clit. I moaned loudly with my nipple still in between my lips. My hips were starting to grind against the water, I had no control of them. I was no longer worried about any neighbors seeing. My back was arched, my nipples hard, and my head thrown back with my eyes squeezed shut. I was whimpering and moaning and I couldn't stop. "Yes, yes, right there, oh god yes right there," I couldn't help but start to talk to the delicious water jet, egging it on, wanting to cum so badly. The steam and the heat from the hot tub were making me start to sweat, but I didn't care. The feelings were getting stronger and stronger, and my thighs began to shake. "Oh god, oh my god, oh don't stop, please don't stop." I couldn't stop bucking my hips against the jet, and begging the jet to keep pounding my erect clit. I was pinching my nipples and crying out against the strong pressure of the water. I pressed the button for the highest speed of the jets. "Oh im gonna cum, im gonna fucking cum." I knew I was close; there was no stopping it now. I was pinching my nipples hard, my head was still thrown back. The pleasure was almost more than I could take. I felt the orgasm starting to build, faster, and stronger, unlike any other I had ever felt. I was grinding my pussy against the jet; I couldn't get enough of it. "Oh Fuuuck!" My orgasm took me, it was like an explosion of pure pleasure. I was moaning and whimpering, shaking, and clawing at my tits. My eyes rolled in the back of my head and I shuddered and finally started to calm down. Every time Susan goes out of town, I am always the first one to volunteer to watch her place. Though none of my hot tub orgasms have been as amazing as that first one, it is still my favorite way to get off. Unexpected Pleasures Jenn grabbed Doug's hand as left their table to dance. Already, there were hundreds of people packed on to the club's dance floor. The crowd seethed with the music. The pair moved with the crowd as they slowly pushed through the mass. Having suitably immersed themselves into the throng, Jenn turned and began to move to the music. Doug followed Jenn's lead. The drinks and the heat and the flashing lights of the darkened room soon left an otherworldly feeling impression upon Doug. It was hard not to keep from bumping into those around him. At times, it seemed that the only think keeping them up was the support of others. Jenn and Doug found themselves uncontrollably bumping into each other as well. Doug didn't mind. How could he? Jenn was as beautiful as anyone in the club. On this evening, she had chosen to wear a plain, black dress. Though the high neckline concealed any hopes for cleavage, the high hem left plenty of leg in view. Doug looked down at Jenn's legs as they danced. They were tan from the summer sun and the ever building sweat made them glisten in the light of the strobes. Jenn now turned her back to Doug. Her hair brushed against Doug's face. Suddenly, she fell into him. He caught her by the waist and pulled her back to her feet. He could tell that she was as affected by their drinks as he was. As time went by she brushed against him more and more. Soon, the constant rubbing had created its own effect upon Doug. He now tried to hide the hardness growing inside his pants, but it was challenging with Jenn's repeated nudges. He didn't want her to know the reaction she was creating. Jenn turned around and looked Doug in the eyes. Without looking away, she grabbed his back and pulled him against her. He could feel the mounds of her chest against his. Now there was no hiding the his growing erection. He could tell by the look in her eye that she knew exactly what he was hiding. Her belly now pressed against him. Then she pulled her mouth to his and kissed him. He felt the wetness of her mouth in his. The feeling was overwhelming – the warm massage of her tongue in his and the pressure of her body against his. Soon she slipped her hand between their bodies and felt his erection. She pressed her palm against its length. He could feel the explosion growing inside. If she was intending have a more noticeable reaction, then she was getting close to succeeding, he thought. Then once again looking up at him, she began to slowly unzip the front of his pants. Suddenly, he remembered the crowd around them. Sure, they were caught up in their own world, but what if someone noticed. Even more, what if someone cared. But Doug was unable to stop her. His desire overcame his concerns and soon the warmth of her hand wrapped around his stiff shaft. He looked back at her and she had a grin on her face as she began to pump it up and down. Now his eruption was imminent, and there was no sign that Jenn wanted anything else than to make him cum. Then, he could hold back no more, and a rush of warmth shot through him, onto Jenn's gratifying hand, and into the front of his pants. Jenn giggled and retrieved her hand. She zipped up his pants and looked down at the small circle of wetness soaking through his pants. She then took her hand and rubbed it against her neck as if massaging out the stiffness at the end of the day. Finally, she took one finger and brought it to her teasingly to her mouth before sticking it inside and licking it. Then, without speaking a word, Jenn grabbed Doug's hand and led him off of the dance floor just as they had come. Unexpected Pleasures Before shutting down my computer for the day, I open the email and read it one last time. A thrill races through me as I think of the evening ahead. “Jaimee,” I whisper, his name lingering on my lips. I am to meet him, finally, after months of chatting and trading emails; some are nothing more than delightful conversations of likes and dislikes, hobbies, etc. Other times, they are deep, reflective chats, allowing the trust to build, the friendship to flourish. Although the topic at times revolves around sex, we never take it to the level of online eroticy... yet I cannot deny the underlying current of sexual awareness that passes between us each time we talk. How can you feel such things about someone you've never met? About someone with whom you have never shared such intimacy? I can't explain how... I can only tell you it is very much a possibility. His email asks me to meet him after work, at the Park 75 Lounge and Terrace of the Four Seasons Hotel for cocktails, after which we will decide on dinner. There is no need to go home before meeting him... my office houses a private restroom, a wonderful concept on days like this one. I lock my office door to the outside world at 5:00 and turn on the answering service, wanting no interruptions as I prepare for what will be turn out to be the most exciting, unbelievable experience I could have hoped for. With 45 minutes to spare, I hurry to the other room. Removing my clothes, I open the closet to extract the necessary items I will need. I open the fragrant vanilla cream I so love to use, inhaling the scent deeply before applying it to my bare skin. As always happens, I feel the burning ache begin low in my belly as the scent winds its way into my senses. As I re-apply my makeup, I wonder if he will be taken by what he sees. Brushing my long, wavy hair, I can't help but imagine the feel of his hands sifting through it. Sliding carefully into my dress of deep red, I imagine his hand on my back, left bare by the wonderful imagination of the dress designer. Once dressed, I apply Tuscany to my pulse points, and to a few hidden areas... just in case. Combined with the vanilla, I am incredibly tempted to indulge in a bout self-pleasure... but the upcoming meeting takes priority. Minimal jewelry is needed - simple earrings, a bracelet, and a couple of rings. My nails were perfected the night before, the color matching my dress. Slipping into the red color-matched, strappy sandals, I shiver in anticipation of the evening ahead, intuition telling me that it will be extraordinary. One last look in the chival mirror in the corner of my office, and I am ready to go. Excitement and a tiny amount of trepidation fill me as I turn off the lights and lock the door behind me. Although we both live near Atlanta, and work within blocks of each other, Jaimee and I decided long ago not to rush into a meeting. We agreed that, until it felt right, it wasn't to be done. Tonight feels right. I enter the Four Seasons, making my way to the Lounge with even steps... not hurried, but clearly not wanting to wait another minute. I enter, and immediately feel that he isn't there yet. I look around the room, but every male I see is not alone. That is fine with me, as it allows me another few minutes to collect my thoughts and school my nervousness. Deciding to order a drink while I wait, I make my way to the bar, slipping onto a stool and requesting a glass of Zinfandel. I sip it slowly, watching people enter and leave. The bartender returns, and as I am about to tell him I'm fine with what I have, he sets an unopened bottle of the same wine on the counter. He slides an envelope towards me, and says he was requested to give it to me, in addition to the wine. Intrigued, I slide a nail under the flap of the envelope and extract the note inside. My heart begins to race, my nerves begin to thrum as I read the words neatly printed on cream-colored paper. "Savannah… bring the wine upstairs to the Presidential Suite, 19th floor. The key is enclosed, but do not turn on the light when you enter. I will help you find your way." Standing outside the door to the suite, I take several deep breaths before inserting the key. As the door opens, I step into a small foyer, and see that it turns to the right, not allowing me to see any further into the suite. The door closes behind me with a soft click, causing my nerves to jump wildly. The thrill of adventure has far overpowered the fear of the unknown. I know instinctively that this is to be a night to remember; I know he will not harm me. “Jaimee?” I call out softly. A hand touches my face in a light caress, startling me. “Savannah…” The surprise quickly fades, replaced with warmth as a voice whispers, "Don't be afraid... I have waited and wanted to meet you for so long. I will not harm you, only pleasure you. Take my arm, please." As I curl my fingers around his arm, I notice it how soft his skin is, and though his arm is firm, he doesn't appear to be muscular. Though I have never seen even a picture of him, I am not concerned about this. I am drawn to his spirit, his soul. This is what I wish to know of him, to explore with him. I allow him to lead me to another room, and he does so with ease. We are in the living quarters, he tells me, as he seats me on a sofa. He kneels before me, sliding my sandals off, caressing each foot as he bares it. He rises, and I feel him sit beside me, not touching. I open my lips to speak, and suddenly his lips are on mine, softly seeking. He tentatively brushes his tongue over my lower lip, and I am lost. I want to touch him, to study his face with my fingertips, to memorize him. As if sensing my thoughts, my needs, Jaimee draws back. A moment passes before he whispers once again, "I have waited for this moment. Savannah… you are so very important to me, and I want to share myself with you. But first... I need to know that you will accept me no matter what you discover." Overcome with tenderness for this man I am meeting for the first time, yet know almost as well as I know myself, I agree. I feel him stand, taking my wrist in his hand and pulling me up with him. Stepping closer, yet not close enough for his body to brush mine, Jaimee cups my face in his hands, lowering his lips to mine... brushing lightly, sipping gently, before parting mine with his tongue, so soft, so wet. My heart is racing out of control, my breathing uneven, desire flowing in rivers throughout my body. How can a simple kiss do this? I wonder. It is at this time I realize he is not much taller than I am, perhaps a couple of inches taller. Again, I am okay with this discovery. Jaimee deepens the kiss, and I am lost once more. He takes my wrists, placing my hands on his hips. I am surprised at the slimness of his body, but not in the least turned off. It is his mind that draws me, his spirit that excites me, his soul that captivates me. I am fiercely attracted to him in ways I didn't know were possible. I feel him tremble as I make my way up his toned body. I tremble as well, from mounting desire, wanting his hands to caress my heated flesh, needing him to tame the fires burning deep inside. As I continue my trek upwards, my hands curve inward on a waistline unlike any I've ever encountered on a man, and my breath lodges in my throat, my hands still. Realization hits me hard, and I am unable to speak, to utter a sound. The kiss stops; there is no sound in the room. I find my voice, whispering softly, "Jaimee?" "Yes...,” comes the whispered reply. Of their own volition, my fingers stretch higher, reaching, seeking... at last, finding. Desire, trepidation, excitement, and overwhelming lust fill me as my hands curve over the full, luscious breasts of the woman standing before me. I should be angry, but I can’t bring myself to confront her. It isn’t about being a woman or being a man… it isn’t about discovering that I was led to believe one thing, only to find it isn’t what I expected. It is all about the woman in front of me, the woman who, through emails and chats, has become the person I feel closest to in my life. She is the woman who knows my strengths, my weaknesses… who knows my dreams, my goals, my fears, and yes, my desires; the woman with whom I can share anything, and not feel at all judged or inferior. No, Jaimee never told me she wasn’t a man, but she never told me she was, either… and as I stand before her, I want nothing more than to take her into my arms and love her as she has never been loved before. Releasing her breasts, my fingers trail to her throat, dancing lightly over her skin as I cup her face between my palms. Stepping forward, at once bringing my lips to hers, the tips of my aching breasts brushing hers. Lightly, I trace her lower lip with my tongue, tasting such sweetness as I have never known before. Her lips part on low moan, inviting me inside for a more thorough tasting. My tongue dips inside, flickering lightly the tip of her tongue, and I smile against her lips when she nips my tongue with her teeth. The smile quickly fades on a moan of pleasure as she expertly draws me deeper into her mouth, sucking forcefully on my tongue with her full lips. One hand slides behind her head, finding her hair is swept back neatly… but this won’t do. No, I need to feel her hair in my hands, winding around my fingers, sliding against my skin. I release the clip holding her silken tresses, letting it fall as she continues her gentle, but erotic, assault on my mouth. The scent of her hair immediately fills my senses, and I pull my lips from hers to bury my face in the mass of silk, inhaling deeply. This only serves to fuel the fire raging deep within, and she takes advantage of this to slide her own hand into my hair, winding it gently, but firmly, around her fingers. Tugging my head back, exposing my neck, her head lowers to me, her lips upon my throat, tongue trailing softly over my skin… her lips finding my pulse, tongue flickering, gently sucking. My knees begin to buckle; we slide to the plush carpeting in a tangle of limbs. Holding her head with one hand, I capture her lips once again, this time not as patient as before. Thrusting my tongue into her mouth, dueling with hers, I lower my other hand to unbutton her blouse. As I release the first one, my lips trail down her chin, over her throat to the bare flesh beyond. She is murmuring words of encouragement, letting me know she very much likes the way I touch her, and this knowledge heightens my desire to bring her pleasure again and again. Cupping her breasts outside her blouse, I lift them, pressing them together, my thumbs slowly circling her nipples, flicking, and lower my head. Hovering for a moment, I imagine the sight of her full breasts in my hands, her exposed flesh mounding above her bra, and lower my head further, my nose at her cleavage, inhaling her scent deeply. Her fragrance, very much like mine, yet still so much her own, intoxicates me, and I have to have her… soon. Fighting the urge to quickly remove all clothing and make love to her sweet body with my hands and mouth, to taste her as she flows, to make her come again and again and again, I place kisses along the tops of her creamy white breasts, listening as her breathing becomes shallow and her moans of pleasure roll over me. I allow my tongue to slide down between her breasts, licking a path, flickering quickly, yet my warm mouth is no match for her hot skin. Lifting my head a bit, I blow a cool stream of air between her breasts, a smile on my face as her back arches, pressing her breasts deeper into my hands, her nipples so tight and hard against my palms. Jaimee moans again, pressing her hips to mine, and I thrust against her slowly as her hands slide down my back. I shiver, arching into her when her hands reach my ass, cupping it in both hands, squeezing gently, her fingertips pressing for an instant into my cleft. So quick is the touch that I don’t register it until it’s gone. The lights are still out, and though I want to see Jaimee, to look into her eyes, there is a delicious thrill in knowing I am slithering along the flesh someone I have never laid eyes on. Suddenly, she rolls us, pulling me beneath her. I laugh softly into her ear, pleased to have found someone who enjoys being pliant one second, and taking charge the next, just as I do. Her lips find my neck, alternately licking and sucking, biting gently. I feel her lips curve into a smile as I gasp, the laughter quickly becoming a moan of desire, a whimper of need. “I want you, Jaimee,” I whisper into her ear, licking her lobe. She responds with a gentle bite to my lower lip, tugging it with her lips, sucking at the same time she slides her tongue along it. Her hands are holding mine on either side of my head, and I turn to lick her wrist, to run my tongue along the tips of her fingers before sucking one deeply into my mouth, pushing it out with my tongue, repeating the motion again and again. “Savannaaahh…,” she hisses, her lips trailing down my neck, down to my breasts. She releases the hand not held captive by my mouth, cupping my breast, squeezing it gently as her lips find my nipple through my dress. The hot wetness of her mouth, the pressure of her tongue as she flicks across my nipple, the suction of her lips as she draws it deep into her mouth, material and all, is too much to bear. “Yesssss, you know what I need, don’t you?” I moan softly. My legs part beneath her, wrapping around her hips, ankles locking just under her tight ass. Her lips on my breast, her finger in my mouth, I tighten my legs around her, lifting her and pressing her mound into mine as I thrust against her. My free hand cups her head, fisting in her hair, holding her to me as I arch beneath her. “Is this what you want, love?” Jaimee asks, as she gently bites my nipple. “Yes… YES!” I cry out, pleasure washing over my body, wet heat drenching my panties. “Savannah,” she murmurs, switching to my other breast, “your pussy is so hot!” She bites my other nipple. “And it just got hotter… you are so responsive!” she says, a satisfied smile in her voice as I thrust against her once again. Her hand slides from my breast, over my stomach, plunging between us as I rock into her. Her fingers tease through my panties, pressing the damp material between my lips. Her mouth finds mine once again, a kiss of urgency, smothering the hiss I can’t hold back, her tongue thrusting deeply. “Damn, you are so wet. I’ve never known another to cream as you do.” These are her words as her fingers slip beneath the edge, sinking into me in one push. Two fingers, pushing, stroking, thrusting, curling. Pulling them out, she brings them to her lips, tasting me for the first time. “You smell like heaven, and taste even sweeter. Here…”, and she offers her fingers to me. I hungrily latch onto them, hearing her swift intake of breath, as if she didn’t believe that I would actually accept her offer. Having taken her by surprise, I decide to do so again. Still wrapped around her body, I roll her backwards, straddling her, her surprised laughter mingling with mine. With trembling fingers, I hastily remove her pants, wanting to linger, but giving in to her tugs on my hands, urging me upward. Hurriedly doing away with the remaining buttons of her blouse, I push it away from her breasts and belly. Unwilling to take time to remove her bra, I lift one breast from its cup, immediately taking the nipple between my lips, tugging firmly as my tongue circles the tip. Her fingers wind through my hair, both hands holding my head to her. Her legs are around my waist, as mine were around hers only moments before. “Oh, yes… Savannah! Don’t stop, please don’t stop!” she begs, her crotch against my stomach, grinding into me. Tugging her bra lower, I expose her other breast, cupping it in my hand, teasing the nipple, pinching lightly. I can tell by the increased moaning that she loves this. “More!” she demands, her head thrashing side to side. Raising my head, I ask in a voice dripping with lust, “More? How much more, Jaimee? Like this?” and press her breasts together, taking both nipples into my mouth at once, sucking strongly as her body bucks up against mine. “Or this?” I tease, as I tug both nipples with my fingers, twisting gently, while my tongue dances along the valley between them. “Or maybe, just maybe…, “ I whisper softly, taunting her with tenderness as I move so that I no longer straddle her, “… you would rather I do this…” Kneeling between her parted thighs, my hands slip under her, cupping her ass firmly, quickly lifting her hips to my eager mouth. I pause only a moment to inhale her scent before spearing my tongue into her waiting mound. Not having removed her panties along with her pants, I am surprised when my tongue sinks into wet feminine flesh. Surprised, but not disappointed in the least. Crotch-less panties… my mind screams this knowledge, even as I groan with pleasure. As I taste of this incredibly erotic woman I have yet to lay eyes on, the urgency of moments before seems to vanish. In its place is the desire to take my time, to bring her to the edge again and again without letting her fall. I slide to a sitting position; my arms wrap around her thighs from underneath, allowing my fingers to slide into her pussy from the top, parting her lips, opening her to me. Her ass rests on my chest. Spreading her lips, I bow to her, placing my open mouth on her, and blow a stream of hot air over her clit, earning a shriek of pleasure from Jaimee. Her hips are rotating, thrusting madly as my tongue flickers teasingly over her clit, not allowing the direct stimulation she craves. My hold on her tightens in an attempt to control her wildly undulating body, my mouth never leaving her sweetness. Once again, my tongue slides deep into her, thrusting in and out, fucking her hot, wet hole. I can feel my own pussy becoming wetter with each thrust, and I can’t wait to be treated to her lovemaking. Her muscles are working, clamping around my tongue, sucking my tongue deeper and deeper into her. Slowly, soooo slowly, I ease my tongue from her tunnel, stroking gently over her perineum. Further back, until my tongue brushes her rosebud, bringing yet another shout of pleasure; the barest of licks, enough to tease… and promise… and I am back to her hole, slipping in and out quickly, moving higher to circle her clit. My fingers continue to stroke her, my tongue winding between. Grasping her clit between two fingers, I wiggle them quickly as the tip of my tongue bathes it. “Oh my…. GOD!” Jaimee screams, her excitement spurring my actions. Lifting my head, I breathe, “Tell me what you want, Jaimee.” “I – I don’t know! Anything. Everything!” “Oh, no, Baby. That won’t do. I need to know exactly what you want from me,” I murmur against her inner thigh. “More… God, please… give me more!” she begs. “Of this?” I ask, sliding her clit between my fingers again. “YESSS!”, she screams. Suddenly, her body tenses, and I know she is ready to come. Releasing her with one arm, the other hand still stroking her clit, my free hand caresses her ass, smoothing over it, pinching lightly, before sliding up between her thighs, probing her wet folds. I increase the pressure on her clit, once again stroking the tip with my tongue. I feel her hands at my ankles, on either side of her ribs, moving over her body. I sense she is squeezing her breasts, wanting more stimulation. Using my foot, I shove her hands away, my toes replacing her fingers, pinching her nipples between two, tugging them, wiggling my toes as I wiggle my fingers. She is so close, so close… her sighs have turned to deep moans, her whispers to whimpers. Tugging her nipples harder, my fingers still on her clit, instead pressing deep on either side. At the same moment I suck her clit hard between my lips, my tongue pressing and stroking it, I thrust two fingers into her dripping pussy, palm up, and the moans become shouts, the whimpers become screams. Unexpected Pleasures “Oh, yes, yes, yesssssssss! Harder! Fuck me harder, faster! Suck me harder! I need to come, Savannah! Now! Make me come, Baby!” I do as she asks, fucking her harder and faster with my fingers, slamming into her as her hips gyrate wildly. My toes pinch her nipples, my lips and tongue suck and stroke harder. Finally, one last move; my fingers curl deep inside of her, hitting her spot, and I press down with the heel of my other hand, just below her stomach. “OHHHHHHHH FUCK! YESSSS!!! AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!” she screams as the first orgasm rips through her. Doing all I can to hold onto her writhing body, I continue to fuck her pussy, sucking her clit and teasing her breasts, drawing out the sensations. Just as one wave begins to ease, I increase the motions, and another takes her. Again and again, I let her ride the waves of orgasm. Finally, I relent, sliding my feet from her breasts to rest beside her waist. I release her clit, slowly, gently stroking the sensitive bud with my tongue, and my fingers slip from her hole. Rising to my knees, I allow Jaimee’s body to slide to the floor, and lower my head to her once more. I slide my tongue deep into her pussy once again, drawing out the cream that I know lingers inside of her. I slowly clean her, stroking her inner walls, sucking at her entrance gently. My tongue slides back, seeking the juices I know have run down her crevice, laving her from ass to clit with the gentlest of strokes. Reaching a hand to her, the one covered in her juices, I stroke her lips with my fingertips as I stroke her pussy with my tongue. Her lips part, her tongue licks my fingers before drawing them into her mouth. She sucks them deep, sliding her tongue between the two, fucking between my fingers. I slide over her, pressing small kisses along her damp flesh as I move up, and bite her gently on the jaw before sliding my tongue between her lips, tasting her juices on her lips. My tongue duels with hers around my fingers before I remove them. She cups my cheek with one hand, the other slipping into my hair, holding onto the back of my head as she angles hers to deepen the kiss. She catches my lower lip in her teeth, the tip of her tongue sliding across it before thrusting between my lips once again, capturing my tongue, biting gently the tip of it, a sigh escaping me. She smiles against my lips, enjoying my reaction to her. Finally, finally, she sucks my tongue into her mouth, as she did my fingers, relentlessly sucking as her pussy sucked my fingers just minutes earlier. I know without a doubt that I am about to be taken for the ride of my life. But first, I have to see her… To be continued.... Unexpected Pleasures Patricia lay in the darkness staring up at the small patch of light on the ceiling. She had been trying to sleep for some time now, but sleep just wouldn’t come to her. She was frustrated, tired and above all, horny as hell. Why couldn’t he understand? It seemed so simple to her, but he just didn’t seem to get it. The day had started out well enough. For the first time in months, they had the house to themselves. The kids were off visiting their grandmother and she had been looking forward to some quiet time alone at home with Michael. She had awakened to the smell of coffee, hot and fresh, by her bedside. The rich aroma, and luxurious feeling of peace, had made her feel so relaxed and comfortable. She was in such a good mood that she even thought of offering him a quick roll in the sheets. He had been so sweet, bringing her coffee and all. But their love life had been so predictable lately and she just really didn’t feel in the mood for the same old routine. A quick flush of guilt washed over her as she thought how long it had been, but she shoved it aside and jumped into the shower. Today would be their day! A quiet day at home, and a chance to finally relax. It seemed that things started going wrong almost immediately. There was the call from his office and a quick trip to fix the “little problem”, which turned out to be a three-hour disaster. By the time he got home, it was almost lunchtime, and to make matters worse, he brought Brian home with him. Brian was an intern from Michael’s office and a friend. He had been to the house several times, had dinner with them, and was a pretty nice guy. In fact, Patricia thought, he was really quite attractive. He was tall, muscular, and had an erotic air about him that made her sometimes shiver with suppressed excitement. But DAMNIT, this was supposed to be their day, and here he was, hanging out by the pool and generally interrupting her plan for a quiet day. She tried to be polite and she fixed an elaborate lunch for them. After lunch, she thought, “he will leave and we can FINALLY relax”. Unfortunately, that was NOT the way things turned out. Michael invited him to take a dip in the pool, and of course he accepted. They spent the entire afternoon swimming and talking and drinking beer. Patricia swam with them for a while. She really wished he would leave, but at the same time, she was really enjoying discretely watching Brian. His well-defined muscles and smooth black skin glistened in the sun. Several times she caught herself thinking about how it would feel to touch him, to feel his hard body next to hers, but she stifled those thoughts also. After all, she was a married woman in her forties, and he was only twenty-three. But she couldn’t deny that she felt a bit of a twinge every time she looked at him. When he climbed out of the pool and his wet trunks clung to him like that, she couldn’t resist staring. But DAMNIT, he was interrupting her day. Brian spent the entire day with them, and had dinner with them. Then, as the ultimate insult, Michael said that he had obviously had too much to drink and would have to stay the night. Brian protested, but Michael would not hear it. “Can’t have a friend of mine drink and drive, it just wouldn’t be right” Michael said. So, she tried to make the best of it. She made up a bed for him on the couch and they told him goodnight. Michael immediately fell asleep as soon as they got into the bed. And now, here she was, frustrated and praying for sleep that seemed to elude her completely. All she could think about was how her entire day was ruined because Michael just didn’t understand her need for quiet time. Still, the day wasn’t a total loss. She had enjoyed watching Brian, and after four or five beers, he had been quite flirtatious with her. It made her feel excited and rather mixed up all at the same time. She felt sure that he really had no interest in her. She was old enough to be his mother. But it had given her some rather interesting thoughts. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she dozed off. Her mind still full of her irritation (and images of water droplets sliding down smooth black skin). She slept fitfully for several hours, and then drifted into a dream of warm bodies, soft touches and male voices whispering her name. She could feel soft kisses on her neck and breasts. Hands seemed to be touching her everywhere. She drifted through the dream, luxuriating in the warm sensuous feelings. Slowly, she began to realize that she was not dreaming. She lay very still for a moment trying to understand what was happening. She could feel Michael there beside her, his hands moving across her skin with that soft touch of his. His lips kissing the small of her neck. But how was it that he was also touching her “down there”. How was he kissing her neck and her breasts at the same time? Suddenly, she was fully awake. Michael was there, kissing her and touching her, and Brian was in the bed behind her. She could feel his hands moving across her naked flesh and his cock, hard and (OH MY GOD) huge, presses against her ass. As he touched her, she could feel the tip of it sliding between her cheeks. Gentle, but insistent. She had a fleeting thought of screaming and being outraged, but this felt so good. It had been so long since she had experienced any real excitement and this was definitely exciting. Not completely sure whether she was awake or still dreaming, she decided to just relax and see how things went. She could always be outraged later. The feeling was indescribable. She had occasionally fantasized about having 2 men at once, and she had occasionally had thoughts about Brian, but never in her wildest dreams had she ever imagined this. Her breath quickened and her heart began to pound with excitement as her body, almost against her will, began to move slowly, rhythmically. She closed her eyes and sank slowly into the delicious sensation. She was surprised at how different, and yet perfectly in sync, the touches were. Michael was soft and almost tickling as it moved smoothly over her. Brian, on the other hand, was firmer and stronger, without being overpowering. The two, together, were a perfect combination. Like dark rich coffee and sweet vanilla cream. As she lay there, Brian began to kiss the back of her neck, then the place between her shoulders, and then slowly began to run his tongue down her back and over her hips. Without even thinking about it, she rolled over onto her back so that he could reach the place where she really wanted to feel his tongue. Brian quickly turned around in the bed and obliged her. His tongue was warm and moist as it began to slowly but firmly move around her lips and clit. She could feel his head between her thighs, his hair softly brushing the skin as he worked the most amazing magic on her. Michael was kissing her and moving his hands across her breasts, gently pinching them as they rose to attention. Her arousal was quickly rising as she lost herself in the sensations. She turned her head and saw Brian’s cock there before her. She leaned over and began to slowly take it into her mouth. She thought that he had been quite large before, but he seemed to grow even more as she ran her tongue up and down the shaft. Michael was now sucking her nipples and rubbing her ass and hips. She tried to relax, and slow down her arousal, but it was no use. She wanted this to last forever!! Suddenly, as if by unspoken agreement, Michael and Brian stopped. Brian sat up and instructed her to turn over. Patricia hesitated at first. She thought of how large he was and it made her a little uneasy, but Brian repeated his demand while lifting her hips and turning her. She let herself be lifted until she was on her knees and Brian moved behind her. She could feel the wetness of her pussy as he began to probe her with his cock. She felt the tip of it moving over her lips and slowly beginning to push into her. Suddenly, with one smooth thrust, he was inside her. She was surprised at the swiftness of it. Her arousal was so great, and she was so wet, that he entered her with no effort whatsoever. She gasped at the size of him. He filled her so completely that she thought she might explode. She could feel herself clenching around him as he began to slowly and firmly thrust into her. Each thrust generated a wave of intense pleasure inside her. She was panting and gasping, and she heard herself begging him to fuck her harder and faster. Michael’s hands were massaging her breasts as he moved up and placed his cock in her mouth. She felt as if she was completely and totally filled. Brian’s thrusting brought her quickly to the edge. She could barely breathe for the pounding in her chest. The feeling of him thrusting into her was beyond belief. Almost without warning, she felt waves of sheer ecstasy washing over her. Her body writhed and bucked under him as he drove even deeper into her and released himself with such power that it completely took her breath away. At almost the same instant, Michael groaned and she felt a flood of warmness wash over her tongue and down her throat as she tried desperately to catch every precious drop. She shook and moaned as the feeling continued washing over her in wave after wave after wave. She felt that she must surely be on the verge of dying from the sheer pleasure of it all. Slowly, and with great care, Brian lowered her to the bed. She could feel him slowly withdrawing from her as she collapsed into a quivering heap. In the darkness she lay there trying to catch her breath and still trying to understand if she was dreaming or awake. How could this possibly be happening? Brian cuddled up to her back and Michael to her front. Both kissed her softly and continued to caress her as she drifted off into a deep dreamless sleep. Patricia awoke with a start. The sun was shining brightly through the window, flooding the room with light. Michael was there, snoring softly. She lay there in the bed as a flood of memories overwhelmed her. Did that really happen? Was it a dream? She wasn’t really sure. She got out of the bed and went downstairs to make the coffee. Brian was there sleeping soundly on the couch. The blanket was kicked back slightly and she could see that he slept in the nude. His firm young body looked so inviting. As she passed through the room he stirred and opened his eyes. The way his eyes roamed over her body in the silk robe she was wearing…and the knowing smile…told her that it was not a dream. Suddenly she realized that she wished Michael would hurry up and wake up, She was already having thoughts of what else she would like to try!! Unexpected Pleasures For one as unaccustomed to partying as myself, the wild and energetic lifestyle can wear heavily over time. Francie and I had been partying long, strong and hard for the post few months and it was starting to lose its appeal. Not to mention the fact that it was starting to get expensive. So we decided to take things easy for one weekend. Getting together with a group of friends we decided to go watch a movie. Nothing too exciting, compared to our usual routine, but it was a refreshing and relaxing change of pace. We chose a recently released comedy and set aside the next few hours for laughing our asses off. We had been joined by Adi and Mita, a couple of foreign students from the university that we were all attending, and Lauren. Lauren was the kind of girl that had every guy's head turning as she walked through the halls. A 25 year old senior from Detroit, she had a sophisticated yet down to Earth manor that only served to accentuate her tanned skin and blonde hair. She was the ideal model of a beach bunny and she knew it. So imagine my delight when she sat next to me during the movie. During the silence before the movie previews we started a nice conversation about our hometowns. Coming from a small town, it was hard for me to imagine growing up in a big city like Detroit, but she made it sound exciting and lively, despite its crowded streets. After the movie we all decided to go to a local restaurant and have dinner where we could all drink a little and have a good time. Francie had come with me to the movie theater to simplify matters, but I was surprised when Lauren followed the both of us to my car. "I'll just ride with you guys if that's fine with you?" Of course it was fine with me. Francie climbed into the backseat and I almost choked when Lauren climbed into the front seat and I saw her skirt climb up her legs. Obviously I hadn't noticed how short her skirt was in the movie theater, but out here in my car it was all I could focus on. Lauren flashed me a knowing smile and a wink that Francie was unable to see before I shifted the car into gear. The dinner went rather well as we all enjoyed the wonderful food. Halfway through my meal I felt something wander up my thigh, and found myself turning to stare directly into Lauren's eyes. "James, that looks delicious. Do you mind if I try a taste?" she innocently stated as her hand came to rest on my crotch. "Huh?" I stuttered, finding it hard to breathe. Turning her head she looked at my plate. "oh, sure." I tried to regain my composure. Twisting the pasta onto the fork I lifted it up and slowly fed the fork into her mouth, savoring her moan of appreciation. Some of the white sauce dripped off of the fork and onto her chin as I pulled it out, and with a devilish grin, she licked her lips catching all traces of the sauce. I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't aroused. I squirmed uncomfortably in my seat as I could feel my dick pressing uncomfortably against the hem of my crotch and what I wouldn't have given to release the pressure right then and there. "It's very delicious James. You must have good taste." And with that she cupped my crotch in her hand and squeezed gently before removing her hand and returning to her own dinner. "So, what are we doing next?" Adi asked. Even more unaccustomed to drinking and partying than Francie and myself, Adi was well into a drunken state after his first drink. His hands all over Francie I could feel the tension from her as she looked to me for help. "Well, we could always go back to Francie's and drink and just hang out. Besides, I'm sure the little pup would love the attention." I suggested. Francie smiled at me thankfully. In her own apartment Francie was a lot more comfortable letting go. So, paying our checks, we all left the restaurant and headed for her place. Then I remembered how little alcohol Francie had in her apartment. "Hey Francie, why don't you, Adi, and Mita head on over to your place and get things situated and Lauren and I will stop by the Liquor Barn and pick up some stuff?" I suggested again. "Works for me." Lauren jumped in. So after a periodic stop at the Liquor Barn, Francie's apartment was fully stocked to accommodate most drinking needs. And of course, Lauren and I got stuck pulling bartending duty. Lauren actually had a job at a local bar, mixing drinks, so she was far better at it than I was, considering that I had gained all of my knowledge from a book. But between the two of us we had everyone pretty well off and happy within a few minutes. The only one not drinking was Adi, who on the way over had decided to sober up and be Mita and Lauren's designated driver. A few hours later and the four of us who were drinking had lost all inhibitions and concerns for "decency" as our heads fuzzed over with booze. Our conversation had gone from casual stuff to sex talk and now we had started playing cards, with an extra stipulation. Adi was just sitting to the side, moping, as Mita and myself took on Francie and Lauren in a modified version of spades. We would play until the first team reached 300 points. Then that team got to pose a Truth or Dare scenario for the other team. In retrospect it was a bad idea for a game. But we were drunk, and we didn't care. After a few hours of the game we had made it through easy Truth or Dare questions. Until finally Mita and I won our first full game of the night. Turning to me, Mita told me that I would be given the honor of choosing the question. By this time, I was well beyond common reason and I was more than a bit horny, thanks to Lauren's previous teasing. So when she looked at me with those lustful eyes and licked her lips I got a bit daring. "Have either of you ever kissed another girl?" The tension in the room immediately increased as shock filled the faces of everyone around the table. "No." Francie said, staring at me unappreciatively. Then silence. Turning, we all looked at Lauren and saw her blushing heavily. I raised my eyebrow inquisitively. I had never even guessed as much. "Dare" she said. The rules of the game had been very clear from the beginning. If both teammates could not answer the question then they would both have to participate in the dare. I could feel everyone's eyes on me as they waited for me to pass judgment on the dare. A small trace of devilish desire crept into my brain and I couldn't resist the urge. "You two kiss." Again, shock flew across everyone’s face, except Lauren's as my request registered with them. "No way!" Francie screamed. "Hell no!" "Hey, you knew what the possibilities were when we started this game. You can't back out now. If everyone wants to quit afterwards then that's fine, but you have to do the dare." Francie looked at me, as she realized that I was correct. In reality, there was nothing forcing her to go through with it. Except the social pressure. The whole point of playing truth or dare was the risk of doing something you didn't want to. Eventually, Francie sat back down on the couch next to Lauren, staring into her eyes. And then she sighed. "Fine." Closing her eyes, Francie leaned forward with her lips puckered, waiting for the moment. It was unfortunate that she closed her eyes, too. Because she never saw it coming. Lauren reached forward grabbing the back of Francie's head in her palm and pulled Francie forward into a deep kiss, a far cry from the peck on the lips that Francie had expected. Pulling backward violently from Lauren, Francie jumped off the couch in anger. "What the fuck!!" she screamed. Filled with embarrassment, she ran through her apartment into her bedroom, locking the door behind her. We all stared around the room uncomfortably as the mood of the party quickly changed. Adi was the first to break the silence. "Well, I think its time for all of us to head home. James you want a ride with the three of us?" "No, I'm going to stay and make sure Francie's okay. I'll be fine, thanks." "All right man, it's your funeral. Come on girls." "I'm staying too." Lauren spoke up. We all looked at her, shocked. "I feel bad about embarrassing Francie like that. I think I should stay too." Throwing his hands into the air, Adi helped Mita stand up. Mita had obviously drunk too much because she was holding onto Adi's shoulder's as her legs became limp. "Here, I'll help." I said, placing my shoulder underneath Mita's other arm. As we carried her out of the apartment I could hear Lauren knocking on Francie's door, asking her to let her in. All I could hope was that I wouldn't come back and find her dead on the floor. After I finished helping Mita into Adi's car I thanked him for coming and waved goodbye to them as they pulled out of the parking lot. I kicked myself in the ass repeatedly as I walked back up the stairs to Francie's apartment. I had taken the game too far, and I knew it. Walking into the apartment I didn't see Lauren anywhere so I assumed that Francie had let her in. Crossing my fingers that the silence meant that Francie hadn't already beaten her unconscious, I locked Francie's front door and walked back to her room, petting the dog as she looked up at me. Opening the door I walked in, catching them up to speed on the situation. "Well Adi and Mita have left and their . . . " I stopped dead in my tracks at what I was seeing. Francie was lying back on her bed, Lauren hovering over her body, as the both held each other in a passionate kiss. My mouth hit the floor. Francie was the first to jump out of their embrace, turning away from me embarrassed. But Lauren wouldn't let go completely. Looking in my direction, Lauren motioned for me to sit in the chair in the corner of Francie's room. Following her instruction I sat down as Lauren turned Francie's face towards her and once again locked their lips together. I watched with fascination as Lauren began to strip away the layers of Francie's inhibitions, cautiously but firmly caressing her bare skin. Again Francie hesitated as Lauren began to slide her shirt over her breasts, uncovering her pert breasts. Francie looked up at her, caught between indecision, before Lauren leaned down, capturing her nipple into her mouth. The moan that followed from Francie's lips sent chills up my spine that ended in my groin. I gave a gentle tug at my crotch, as Lauren's lips soon found Francie's other breast, giving it the same loving attention as its twin. Next Lauren began a descending trail of butterfly kisses down Francie's stomach, causing Francie to arch her back off of the mattress. Tugging at Francie's jeans, Lauren easily stripped them off of Francie's legs, quickly following suit with her panties. By now Francie had completely given in to the situation and even managed to glance over in my direction. She threw her head back, squealing as Lauren's tongue and mouth touched her pussy for the first time. Spreading Francie's legs wider, Lauren buried her face between Francie's thighs. Francie grabbed a handful of hair as she pulled Lauren's mouth deeper into her mound, causing Lauren to moan hungrily. Lauren's ass began to sway seductively in the air as she went down on Francie. Finally I couldn't hold back and longer, and I crossed the room eagerly, as I knelt behind Lauren, raising her skirt above her ass. Sliding Lauren's panties to the side, I ran the flat of my tongue across her mound, licking up the juices that had collected there. Francie looked up at me hungrily as I climbed up onto the bed behind Lauren, dragging my pants down to my ankles. Grabbing her by the hips, I steadied her gently swaying motion, as I pressed the head of my cock against her opening, causing her to moan. "Yeah!" she murmured between Francie's lips, as I plunged myself into her, grunting as her pussy clenched tightly on my manhood. It didn’t' take long before I was driving repeatedly into her from behind, forcing her mouth into Francie's sex. Before long, I found myself nearing the edge as the erotic nature of the situation and the tight clench of her pussy sent smooth ecstasy coursing through my body. Grunting hard I warned them "Oh god, I'm gonna cum soon." Suddenly Lauren leaned forward and withdrew herself from me as I stared confused at her. Then she grabbed me by the arms and threw me down onto the bed where Francie had been laying. Next both girls were kissing and sucking at my dick, their tongues intertwining over the head and shaft, as their hunger built to an unquenchable state. Grabbing them both by the hair I growled almost painfully as the pain in my balls were released, jets of semen exploding onto their waiting tongues. Lustfully they both leaned closer to each other and once again locked into a deep kiss. Then Francie began to push Lauren down onto the bed with a deep smile. "Now its your turn." . . . Unexpected Pleasures This is the first in series of real voyeur experiences which I hope will be accepted for posting. I have been a dedicated voyeur and peeper for over twenty years and have managed to see some very remarkable things in that time. I have never been caught, but have come very close on several occasions. Hey, without the risk, where would the thrill be. Some of my best "catches" have come quite by accident, others through extensive planning, coordination and a great deal of time commitment. There are many things I have fantasized about voyeuring. I have managed to see virtually all of them. The others I have serious doubts that I will ever be fortunate enough to witness manly because they are out of the ordinary and so the odds are very high. Who knows though, maybe I'll get lucky one day... This is one of my all time favorites. Manly because I had completely given up on this girl and never figured to see her naked. Boy did I get a surprise one night. I lived in an apartment complex for a while and used to see this really hot Brunette at the pool. She was about 5'6", petite with small breasts and pretty. She was probably in her mid-twenties. She always wore fairly skimpy bikinis and it was obvious that she kept her pubes shaved because she always seemed to have deep camel toes. She also had nice perky breasts and hard nipples whenever the air hit her after getting out of the pool. From the first time I saw her I knew I wanted to get a better view of her in all her glory. Because I always with an eye for future prospects, when I would see someone like this girl around the complex I tried to figure out where they lived. For one reason or another I could never nail down which apartment was hers. Finally, one day I found out. As often times happens my discovery came at a time I wasn't even trying to figure it out. Coincidently she lived along one of the routes I walked my dog along every night. How convenient. I began walking my dog by her apartment every day after that, hoping to get lucky and catch her in her room with the blinds cracked open. Days turned into weeks, then into months and her blinds were always closed tight. Additionally, I observed that she never even walked around her apartment unless she was fully clothed. Now, you may find this hard to believe, but I have figured out over the years that women seem to have a false sense of security in an apartment. They tend to leave curtains and blinds open as they walk scantily clad through different parts of their apartment. It is as if they are used to a house and don't alter their behavior when they move into an apartment. So much the better for me, as I have seen lots of half dressed women through their windows while just standing on a public street waiting for my dog to do his business. Back to my story though. This woman was very cautious and as the weeks turned into months I gave up on her and moved on to better prospects. Time past and I basically forgot about her. Then, one night I came home very late. I was tired and didn't feel like a long walk with my dog. So I took him to a spot that he generally "went" fast at. It was very late and quiet and as I was standing there I thought I heard the sounds of moaning. I listened more closely and sure enough I could clearly hear the unmistakable groans and moans of a woman in the throws of passion. I was outside her apartment but hadn't bothered to even look at her window because the blinds were never opened anyways. I continued standing there listening and imagining her incredible body getting fucked (or whatever was going on in there). As a strolled along the strip of grass monitoring my dog I suddenly noticed a beam of light shining across the grass. I was surprised and my heart began to beat faster as I looked up and saw a gap in the blinds about three inches wide. Here was my opportunity. I couldn't believe it. She was moaning as hard as ever, the blinds were cracked and after almost five months my opportunity had finally and unexpectedly arrived. I made a careful survey around me to ensure that no one was around - then I stepped behind the hedge and onto her patio. My cock twitching in anticipation. I knelt down to hide my silhouette and to provide the widest gap in the blinds for me to look through. As a gazed into her bedroom I was greeted by a marvelous treat. There she was on her stomach with a boyfriend (I guess – I had never seen around him before) pounding her from behind. She was clutching the sheets and moaning each time he drove his cock into her. She was facing my direction, so when she would lift her face off the bed I would get a great view of her face as she moaned and showed her obvious pleasure. Her face alone would have told me everything I had imagined, but fortunately I didn't have to be satisfied with her beautiful expressions only. As much as I was enjoying the scene before me, I wished that I had a better perspective. I mean, it was great seeing her get banged, but from my angle I couldn't even be sure if this guy's was in her pussy or ass. I hoped that they would change of position to reveal the ultimate prize and object of my desires. They kept at it in the same position but I started to notice that as he pounded away she was slowly but surelmy moving across the bed towards me. They literally kept this up for over ten minutes and the longer they screwed the closer she got. I could tell he was getting close to cuming and as he did he sat up and thrust into her harder. This was just the ticket for me. With one hard pump she slide head first part way off the bed. She was supporting herself with her arms on the floor with her hip hanging over the edge of the bed. I couldn't have placed her in a better position even if I had the chance. With this new position her ass was spread wide open not four feet from my face. The guy was now fully upright and obviously getting ready to finish the job. He was holding here legs and driving into her pussy hard and deep. I could actually see her cream glistening on his cock as it slide in and out of her. She was groaning and telling him to cum because the blood was rushing to her head. This caused me to chuckle thinking "if they only knew they had an audience". Finally, he thrust into her one last time and stayed there announcing "I'm cumming". She giggled as he struggled to get her back up onto the bed. She lay on her stomach again and he pulled out, running off to the bathroom to clean up. He brought her back a towel and she rolled off the bed holding the towel between her thighs to catch his "deposit". Then she wiped herself in front and up her ass crack before tossing the towel on the bathroom floor. She then stood facing me – fully naked - chatting with her lover about various things. Finally I was able to see every part of her. Her breasts were as perky and nice as I imagined. As she turned to grab a t-shirt I got a great look at her ass. Firm and tanned with beautiful tan lines. She slipped into her cropped t-shirt and turned back toward me again. I stared at her incredible pussy. Shaved (like I guessed it would be) from her clit down. She had a racing stripe on top and an awesome flat belly. At that point I figured the fun was over but she surprised me with one last treat. As she stood in front of the guy she fondled her pubes a little and mentioned that she needed a trim. She looked awesome to me, but who was I to argue. As she fiddled with her hair, she made some comment to the guy and spread her pussy open slightly. Although I was at least fifteen feet away from her at this point, I got a clear view of her swollen clit. This goes down as the best clit shot I have ever seen while peeping. She bent down and picked up some shorts. She pulled them over her beautiful ass and strolled out of the room. Her lover jumped up and followed after her shutting off the light as he left the room. Quickly I peeked around me and slipped off her patio. I headed home and masturbated replaying the images in my mind over and over again. This was one of the best experiences I have had especially since it was totally unexpected and "out of the blue". As if this one encounter with her wasn't enough, I actually got a second chance about a week later. More on that later. Two days after that she moved out. I always wondered if the fact that she was getting ready to move caused her to be careless and drop the guard she always seemed to have. Regardless, I certainly am glad I was fortunately enough to see this beauty when I did. Unexpected Pleasures My wife and I had been married for more than ten years, but we'd married young, and she was still only 32, and quite lovely. She had recently taken up going to the gym regularly, and it had paid dividends. Her breasts were still round and firm, and her ass was as lovely as the day I'd met her, soft and round and incredibly sexy. I couldn't get enough of her. Unfortunately, she pretty easily got enough of me. Maybe it was her upbringing, maybe it was just me, but sex had become pretty rare with us. It wasn't that I wasn't trying, it was just that she was saying no. A lot. We were getting it on once a week during good times, and her attitude was always the same - she wanted it over as fast as possible, and then she wanted me to eat her out. Then she napped. I'm stubborn, though, and I kept trying. One night we went out to a friend's house for dinner, and we had a great time. There were lots of people there, and lots of wine. We drank plenty there, and then someone suggested we all go out to a local bar they knew. It wasn't our neighborhood, and we'd never been there before, and we were already pretty trashed, but still, we were having fun, and I didn't expect to get any when we got home anyway. We sat around together, six of us crowded into a booth, talking about how we used to drink when we were kids, and then doing our level best to match it. We started doing shots, and pretty soon, we needed more. I stood up to go to the bar and realized that I was pretty far gone, because the table wouldn't quit moving into my path. A steadied myself and moved toward the bar. I stood behind a crowd, hoping to get the bartender's attention. Just then my wife passed close behind me, and she slurred "I'm going bathroom." I smiled at her and watched as she disappeared into the rear of the bar. While I was standing there, I realized that I needed to use the bathroom pretty badly as well, and decided to get the drinks after. I moved off toward the bathrooms. The two bathrooms were right across the hallway from each other, and they had odd little signs on them, so it was hard to tell which was the men's room and which was for women. After a moment, I figured it out and opened the door. I was surprised to see my wife inside the men's room. Apparently, she'd made the mistake I'd narrowly avoided. But, to my surprise, she wasn't leaving. She wasn't even looking at me, because she was engaged in conversation with a guy standing at the urinal. "Well," he said to her, "since you've come to the show, you might as well see all the action." "No thanks," she said. "I'm going to leave now." She didn't move, though. The guy finished peeing, shook off, and then turned around, his dick still hanging out of his pants. My wife stared at it. "That's nice," she said, giggling. "It gets nicer," he said, rubbing himself so that his dick started to rise. I stood close by the door watching the scene. Surprised, paralyzed, and really, really turned on. "It certainly does," she said, walking forward. She reached out and took his dick in her hand. "I like your cock. It's smooth." He reached around her and put his hand under her skirt. It was a warm night, and she wasn't wearing stocking. I watched as he slipped his hand under her panties and onto her ass. I waited for her to protest, but she didn't. Instead, a small sigh escaped her, and she began to jerk him off faster. He opened up the buttons on her shirt, and began rubbing her tits. I could see that he had worked them free from the bra, and he had worked his other hand well inside her. She jerked him and moaned, and then bent over and began sucking him off. I walked into the bathroom and stood behind her. Her bent-over posture left her ass high in the air, and her skirt covered nothing at all now. I slipped her panties down, and she said nothing at all, just kept jerking this guy off and sucking on his cock. She was wet, very, very wet. I stroked her slit and she pushed back against me. She hadn't been this excited, that I knew of, in years. I hadn't been this excited either, ever. I opened my pants and took out my almost painfully hard cock, and it slid right into her. She gave a cry of surprise, and then started furiously pumping against me. At that point, someone else came into the bathroom, and he looked at us, and immediately got his cock out and stuck it in her face. I began to get nervous about where this was leading, but decided to let it go, as I was way too excited to stop now. She took the other guy's cock in her hand, jerking off both guys, while I fucked her from behind. Suddenly, the first guy groaned. "Take it in your mouth, baby, take it." But he backed off and came all over her face. She jerked back against me, and I came at that moment in her snatch. Then the third guy came, right on her tits. I hustled her out of there before anything else could happen, and we quickly left the bar. The next morning, my wife was hungover, and didn't say a word about the events of the evening before. Even if she won't talk about it, though, I know what happened! Unexpected Pleasures It started out as my boyfriend's idea of course, but I must admit it sounded pretty good to me. Jason said he always wanted to see me sucking his cock and fucking me at the same time, but since he could not be in two places at once, he needed help. That is where his friend Jim came in. Now I liked Jim ok, he was pretty good looking, and nice besides, but I did not want Jason's friends thinking I was a slut either, so we came up with the disguise idea. Jim and Jason often went out on Saturday nights to play pool and drink beer, so we figured that would be a good time to set this up. Jason and I bought the supplies together, having a lot of fun planning it out. We got a blond wig for me (I am normally a brunette) and some slutty looking heels and a red baby-doll outfit. We planned on getting together at a nice hotel in town, where the room could be setup with dim lights, which would hopefully protect my identity, and still let us have our fun. The idea of this threesome set my heart racing, especially the idea of being able to get fucked as long as I wanted. Jason was a good lover, but could not last as long as I wanted. I told Jason in no uncertain terms that although I liked sucking his cock, neither he nor Jason would be coming in my mouth. The thought of that had always sounded kind of disgusting to me, and Jason had not been able to change my mind. I had a little submissive streak in me, which was partly why I was agreeing to this, but I had to draw the line somewhere. At least that is what I thought.... I got to the room at almost 9:30 with my disguise in my oversize purse. Jason and Jim would be there at about 10, leaving me time to get ready. I ordered some room service of an appetizer plate, since I knew the guys would be bringing something to drink, probably more beer. I took a leisurely bath next, and put on some heavy makeup, before struggling into the negligee. I was getting wet in anticipation of what was to come, and buckled the high heels on quickly. Looking at the clock, I saw it was just after 10, so I threw on the short terrycloth robe provided by the hotel, and dimmed the lights. After sitting on the bed for a few minutes repeatedly glancing at the clock, I decided to turn on the TV while I waited. The menu provided some ideas, and I selected a movie called double trouble, thinking it would help set the mood. About 10 minutes into the movie, I was getting turned on watching a big breasted blond slobber on a truly marvelous looking cock while another guy was rubbing her ass. Although I was sort of into the movie, I was starting to get apprehensive, since Jason and Jim had not shown up yet. It was almost 20 minutes after 10:00. Were they having second thoughts? Jason had said that it was all setup, and Jim was excited about the idea, but with them late, my mind was inventing all kinds of problems. I almost fell off the bed when I heard the loud knock on the door. Self-consciously snugging the robe around me, I quickly opened the door, only to be surprised by a young man with a cart. I had forgotten the room service I had ordered. He was a cute young thing, and I decided to play with him just a bit as he brought the cart into the room. Heading to the chair in the corner to get a tip from my purse, I bent over at the waist, sure he would be enjoying the view of my long legs under the short robe. Glancing quickly in the bureau mirror, I saw his eyes glued to the bottom of my robe. Smiling to myself, I bent a little lower, swinging my ass just a bit as I grabbed a couple of ones from the bottom of my purse. "Thanks!: I said simply, as I handed him the tip. I had let the front of the robe fall open a bit as I handed it over, giving him a peek at my boobs just covered by the red lace. At 25, my 34C breasts were still plenty perky, especially supported as they were now. I saw his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed before he said thank you. I smiled back, as he backed from the room, and closed the door. I realized then that he had to have seen the porno on the TV as he came in, and I blushed a little, then laughed to myself. The knock at the door did not startle me this time, but I checked through the peep-hole before I opened it. There was Jason with Jim, both looking pretty eager. As I reached for the handle I remembered not to talk, as Jim might recognize my voice. I undid the belt on my robe and let it fall open naturally. I felt a sudden rush of heat in my center, and knew I had just gotten even wetter. I opened the door, gave a coy smile, and curled my finger slowly as if to say come on in boys. "Hot Damn! She's hot Jason!" Jim blurted out with a big smile. Jim looked a little nervous, but seemed reassured when he saw the smile on my face. "I told ya she was! Did I ever let ya down Jimbo?" I grinned at the hint of the Texan accent coming from Jason. Jim was already stripping off his clothes, boots and shirt off almost at the same time, and then he was pulling off his jeans. Jason had reached out for me instead, and was fondling my breasts with his big hands, gently mauling them the way I liked. He pushed the robe off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor as he nuzzled my neck. He really knew how to push my buttons, and if I had not already been gushing wetness, that would have done it. Only a few seconds had passed, but Jim to the side of me was already completely naked, his cock jutting straight out from his body, bobbing slightly as he stepped behind me, running his hands down my side and onto my ass. As he squeezed my butt cheeks with both hands Jason stepped away to pull of his shirt. As I watched my boyfriend strip down, Jim's hands suddenly curled under my panties from behind me, and yanked downward. He pushed the panties down to the floor, so I helped by stepping out of them. I nearly yelped in surprise as his hand suddenly appeared in my inner thigh, and slid directly onto my pussy. He slid his fingers back, and they were immediately enveloped in my wetness. I bent forward slightly in an involuntary reaction as he slid at least two fingers inside me. "She's totally wet and ready Jason!" I watched Jason slipping off his boxers as Jim was fingering my pussy, seeing his familiar beautiful cock spring into view. Kicking his boxers across the room, Jason said "Let's get her on the bed Jimbo." Pulling his fingers from my pussy, and sliding them backwards in between my cheeks, he grabbed my hips and guided me a couple of steps to the side of the bed. Turning me to face him, he gently pushed me onto my back and spread my legs with both hands. I felt so incredibly exposed, watching him look greedily at my pussy as he grabbed his cock with one hand. This position and the incredible excitement I felt had caused me to be wetter than I think I ever was before. I felt my own wetness running down the crack of my ass and down to the sheets. As Jim was leaning down, guiding his cock toward my gaping pussy, Jason said "I can't get to her that way Jimbo, let's turn her onto her knees." "Man, your timing sucks Jason!" Jim said with a grin. He willingly helped me turn over though, as Jason reached out and helped guide me to the front corner of the bed. He positioned me so that my head was at one edge, and knees at an angle on the other. Holding my head gently he stepped up so his cock was right at my mouth. "Go for it babe!" he said as I stared at his familiar cock under my nose. As I opened my mouth to let him slid in, I felt Jim's hand part my lips, and his cock head slide up and down a couple of times in between my lips. It was about to happen, I was going to get double fucked, and I was loving it. As Jim slid the knob of his cock into me, I groaned around Jason's cock. An answering groan came from Jim as he slid halfway into me, easily in spite of the tightness of my pussy. Grasping both hips, he slid back out, and then all the way in, pulling another exclamation from both of us. I tried to concentrate on sucking Jason's cock, but the sensation of Jim sliding in and out was almost too much. He started to rock back and forth quickly, going deeply into me. The impact of his hips pushed me forward onto Jason's cock, so it went almost to the back of my throat. Both men were obviously enjoying themselves, as gasps and groans filled the air. I could not make much noise due to the cock in my mouth, but I was feeling ready to explode from the excitement and sensations of having two cocks in me. Just then Jason told Jim "See if you can make her come Jimbo!" In response, Jim's left hand moved from my hip and slid around my side trying to reach my pussy. By bending forward he was able to put his hand close enough so he could start rubbing me. He quickly found my clitoris, and that nearly made me come right then. That's probably what caused the whole chain of events that followed. My stomach muscles contracted involuntarily as his finger slid right across my clit. The position he was in made his cock slide nearly out of me, and my muscles tensing caused my hips to rock forward just enough so he cock barely slid out of my pussy. His rapid thrusting was instinctive enough that he didn't stop, just thrust forward again. The position of my hips made his cock centered perfectly on my ass, and the lubrication between my cheeks and on his cock made it possible. He thrust forward, and his cock arrowed halfway into my ass! I was about to come, but the sudden surprise and pain in my ass made me jerk forward much more than I had been. Jason's cock was stroking into my mouth at just that instant, and his cock head hit the back of my throat and kept on going. I swallowed in surprise, and his cock slid all the way into my mouth and partly down my throat. I had never felt either sensation before, as nobody was ever in my ass, and I certainly did not know how to swallow a cock. I jerked back from the invasion into my throat, just in time for Jim to thrust forward again, and his cock slid all the way into my ass! The sensation of slight pain and pressure in my ass, and the cock in my throat confused me enough so that I could not focus on a solution. The finger sliding across my clit as I was right on the edge was not helping either, so I basically did nothing. "Oh Shit I'm gonna come!" Jim yelled out from behind me, pistoning his cock into my ass. The slap of his hips onto my buttocks pushed me even further onto Jason's cock, and I swallowed again involuntarily as he pushed forward, bringing my nose all the way to his flat belly. The rocking of his hips pushed his finger against my clit and I suddenly saw stars. I felt an explosion of pleasure from my clit through my pussy all the way to my head. Wave after wave of pleasure washed through me as I vaguely felt Jims cock swell even more, and a warmth jet out of him into my bowels. I was being fucked in the ass, and all the way down my throat, and I was coming like never before. I did not even realize that Jason was coming as well, until the swelling and pulsing of his cock dimly registered in my mind as I was sliding down another orgasmic wave. His semen was going straight into my stomach, so I did not even taste it until he pulled back out of my throat just before his last spurt. I coughed then as his cock left my throat, but with Jim's hips still pressed tight against my ass, I could not back off of his cock. One more spurt from his cock hit my tonsils, and I automatically swallowed. Jason fell to the side of the bed, his strength gone from his orgasm, pulling his cock from my mouth. Just then Jim's weight fell on top of me as his orgasm finished, his cock still buried tightly inside my ass. I allowed his weight to push me to the side, half collapsing myself, as mini orgasmic waves still were washing through me. The change in position pulled his cock most of the way out of me, and then Jim flopped over onto his back popping his cock out of my rectum with an audible noise. We were all panting like we just ran a marathon, me mostly from lack of air while I had Jason's cock in side my throat. "I have never come that hard before! Ever!" came from Jim behind me. "Me either! You all right babe?" Jason asked with some concern. He was obviously thinking about our agreement, that neither of them come in my mouth. I had been adamant about that, and he had just come all the way down my throat, and in my mouth. Still floating in a post orgasmic splendor, I could not be mad at him though. Especially since it had not really been bad. The taste of his come was not bad, and the whole idea of it did not seem nasty anymore. I nodded, and then forgetting I was not supposed to talk, said "I almost did not notice you coming in my mouth, since I was coming with Jim's cock in my ass!" "You fucked her in the ass!" Jason looked at Jim in shock. "Yeah, I thought her pussy was tight enough, but when I slipped into her ass, Oh man!" "You came with his cock in your ass!" Jason repeated to me a look of amazement on his face. I smiled back and said "it was a surprise for me too!" The grin threatened to split his face as he said "Wow! I can't wait for round two!" 'Uh Oh' I thought, what did I get myself into?... Part 2 to follow if you like... Unexpected Pleasures Akiko had gotten used to her frequent interactions with men, actually enjoying the way they made her feel, and the money she earned, despite the fact that prostitutes such as herself were considered outcastes, hinin, or nonhuman, by the rest of society. With how many people were coming to her, it certainly didn't feel as though she was a member of the outcaste group – at least she wasn't an eta, which would have been truly horrible. But, tonight, she had gotten a very...odd request. She had been told to expect it eventually, since there were those who enjoyed this sort of thing, but still...she hadn't expected to be requested for her full services by another woman. Confused or not, however, if she wanted to get paid – and work on paying off her massive debt to the owner of the brothel and of her – then she had to make sure this woman left happy. Or, if she had done her job right, be so drunk with pleasure that she would be forced to spend the night, physically unable to leave. And, damn it to hell, she wanted the money. Perhaps she would be getting drunk enough herself tonight that it wouldn't matter who she fucked, be it man, woman, or anything else... Keeping the thought of copious amounts of alcohol and money in her head, she prepared herself and went to her "visitor." Once in the room, Akiko was surprised to find a flask of sake already there, along with two drinking cups. That meant she would be able to drink tonight! The pretty young woman, who sat on the floor respectfully, smiled, a compliment to her pleasing face. Akiko noticed her sitting there, then, staring as though she were curious about her in some way. She looked like every other woman in the village, with one important difference: her skin looked soft and smooth, not like the skin of a field laborer...Not like Akiko's skin. Of course, she would have to be wealthy to afford Akiko – or even to afford being seen frequenting this part of the inn district. Akiko began to pour the two cups of sake, one for herself and one for her customer. She took one over to the other girl, who accepted it, but raised it to Akiko's lips instead. Confused, but not ruffled, she drank slowly, careful to enjoy it fully. When the cup was done, the woman did something that truly confused her: she kissed her. Wha...? Ah! Hey! It's my job to start! Akiko was quite thrown off, and couldn't respond very quickly. The woman, in the meantime, had begun to move her kimono down off her shoulders, leaving her hired pleasure bare from the waist up. I...have to...get control here...! Akiko thought. She tried to pull away, but her customer pulled her back, almost fiercely, kissing her again, this time even more passionately. This time, Akiko lost her balance and fell backwards, so caught off-guard by her customer's forwardness, and with this being an experience she was new to, she felt shy and very unsure. She wasn't into women, but her customer was. And currently, greatly to her surprise, she didn't mind that very much. She returned the kiss now, feeling a hand on her breast – not a greedy grasping clutch, but a tender caress that almost stole her mind away. Akiko, in turn, gently caressed the woman's face. When her customer pulled away to take a breath, Akiko placed a single finger on her lips, surprising the rich young woman. Smiling shyly, she asked, "Please...at least tell me your name. I want to know if the name that owns the woman is as lovely as her face." She paid her the compliment to excite her customer, though her face was quite pretty. She liked to know her visitor's names, too, so that she could shower them with remarks that were more personal when they returned. Usually such comments were simply exaggerated flattery, but with her, this was not the case. The young woman laughed, blushing at the complement. She liked this girl – very much so. Her other partners had not been so...cutely shy. Laughing, both with the anticipatory pleasure of her lust and her genuine fondness for the woman, she instead ran her tongue gently right behind the girl's ear, taking delight in the shocked gasp, knowing that she had found a hotspot, finally whispering: "It's Mikami...Yours...?" Mikami continued to fondle and caress Akiko, so that it was a while before she could reply with her own. "I...It's Akiko...Hang on, would you? I need to do my job, too, y'know." She said that last statement with the sounds of mischief and dalliance heavy in her voice, and her lust began to take over her thoughts, even though she was not aroused by her own gender. Akiko began to kiss Mikami's neck gently, just under the curve of her jaw, hearing her breathing quicken. She moved so that Mikami was lying at an angle underneath her on the room's single bed, with her neck positioned just below Akiko's mouth. So you like that, do you? Akiko thought. I think you'll like this even more. She turned Mikami's head towards her and began to kiss and tongue the woman's throat. Mikami's eyes widened for a second, and then closed halfway as she gave a tiny moan. Continuing to do this, Akiko swiftly removed the young noblewoman's multiple kimono, leaving her chest and abdomen exposed. She untied Mikami's sash, but left the robes covering her lower body. She paused as Mikami fully undid her kimono, slightly confused. Huh? She thought, What's she— Akiko's thought was interrupted by Mikami toying with her breast, a playful smile on her lips. "Who said 'stop'?" she laughed, drawing Akiko's mouth to her neck. Obediently, Akiko began her kissing and licking again. She felt the young woman grasp her right hand and place it on her thigh, close to her center. Suddenly aware of exactly where her hand was, Akiko stopped, feeling herself blush profusely. She looked at Mikami, relatively certain of what she wanted her to do, but not feeling at all comfortable with actually doing it. Seeing the discomfort on her face, Mikami asked, "What's wrong?" in a tender voice that made Akiko feel even more embarrassed. She gave a quiet reply, the uncertainty coming across clearly. "Do you want me to...touch you?" was all she said, staring at Mikami's soft, lush body. "Yes. I do... Does this trouble you?" Akiko stared at the floor then, afraid her answer would make her sound silly and foolish. After a deep breath, she blurted it out. "I don't know how! I'm afraid I won't do it right! I've never done this before – been with a woman, I mean – and—" Mikami stopped her with a gentle look, whispering softly, "Will you let me show you how?" Her show me? I...But...It...I...I... suppose so. I'm...not really sure... "I..I'm..." she hesitated, then finished, "all yours. Alright, please show me how," was the murmured response. Mikami smiled, and said in a soothing voice, "You'll like it, I promise. I'll be gentle..." She slipped out from under Akiko, situating herself so that she was lying next to her, the two facing each other. She began to kiss the girl's breast, trailing the tips of her fingers up and down the inside of her leg. Akiko gave a tiny moan at the sensation, and a gasp as her nipple found its way into Mikami's mouth. Akiko thought she felt something warm drip slowly down her leg, but she was too preoccupied to look. The woman brushed Akiko's center, letting her fingers feel the moisture there. Akiko drew a sharp breath in surprise. She parted her and let her fingers explore slowly. Akiko began to writhe at her touch, both at the awkwardness of her current situation and at the pleasure she felt. She didn't expect the loud moan that issued from her lips when Mikami played with her intimate parts. She felt the pleasure start to climb, coming in waves. Without warning, Mikami spread her legs and replaced her fingers with her tongue. Akiko couldn't stop the high-pitched, startled "Oh!" from tearing out of her throat. Mikami smiled at the sound, taking delight in the way the girl tasted, salty and just a little sweet, and the distinct smell of arousal. She ran her tongue around the outside of her entrance, feeling her body shiver. "What...What are you..." she gasped, the pleasure getting more and more intense with each flick of the woman's skilled appendage. Bringing her head up for a second, she answered, licking her lips, "Showing you how to please me. Was I right, do you like it?" Like it? Hell, woman, I need to hire you! "Y-yes! Yes, don't stop!" she yelled, forgetting that the sliding paper-screen doors let sound through to other rooms. Other prostitutes, who had been given a break tonight, heard her shouting from the other side of the door, which opened into a corridor. They also heard Mikami's laughter at her enthusiasm. "I didn't know she'd gotten a woman tonight. Sounds like they're enjoying themselves...a lot. Has she had any other women before this," one asked. "No – I looked at her account records just today. This is her first time with a woman – apparently, one who's very rich." A second replied. "Really? Damn!" the first woman said. Hearing a highly-feminine moan, she muttered, "Lucky little bitch..." Akiko felt a burning sensation start in her fingertips, and slowly spread through her arms, chest, lower body, through her legs, and stop at her toes. From her toes, it moved back up, staying where Mikami was still working. She gripped the woman's hands hard as she felt herself swell. She squeezed, screaming as she felt herself release with several violent spasms and her pleasure sear her senses until she though she must surely be dead. And then it was over. Mikami lapped at the gush of fluids, noting that the salt taste had increased, but that there was still just the slightest hint of a sweet flavor. The scream had almost made her come, but that might still take a little time. She moved herself from between the girl's legs, noting with satisfaction the extremely content expression on her partner's face. Did she still have enough energy to finish her? Akiko felt as though she might never be able to move again, but smiled as Mikami laid herself beside her and kissed her softly. "See?" she said with a small laugh, "You did like it! Could you...finish me?" she questioned. "I don't think I can even move after what you did to me! But... I can always try," she said with a wicked grin. The young woman finished her partner handily with her hands, keeping her mouth separately occupied with Mikami's tongue. She blushed as she felt Mikami come, hot liquid slathering her fingers. Both women thoroughly sated, they fell asleep embracing gently. Akiko didn't know that when morning came, she would be teased about Mikami mercilessly by her fellow prostitutes. Not that she really minded. END