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After Party

By: sweetescape



The "we are the champions" song was being chanted, by practically the whole State of New York and then some. The New York Yankees had just pulled off another World Champion.

About 15 people were in Julie's house and the beers were now flowing like water, even though a few Boston fans had left furious, the party was on; for like about 3 hours when she decided to kick them out of her apartment.

Her previous joy had now replaced her mood, as she stared at her totaled apartment, it seemed like a small tornado full of beer bottles, chips, plates, cups and cheese had just swooped through her kitchen, dining and living room. Exhausted she left to her bathroom and washed up, she felt too tired and set to pick up the mess in the morning, which she knew she would dread it the next day.

After washing up and doing all her girly activities before bed, she dried up and went to her bedroom. As she directed her way to her bedroom she heard a voice inside of it and quickly pushed open the door letting her fear conquer her thoughts and movements. 

Monica was sitting in the corner of her bed. Monica was Julie's best friend and had been so for quite some time now. 

"Mon, what the hell are you doing here? Didn't I kick your dumb ass out?"

"No, because I was in here when you pushed everyone out the apartment. You specifically said 'ok everyone get the hell out of my living room and out on the streets' so, u did not mention your room. So, ha!"

Monica was known for not being the best at holding her liquor ever and usually awoke to an embarrassing story narrated by one of her friends. So Julie was pretty used to this already.

By now Monica was lying back on Julie's pillow and putting her ipod on full blast.

At her closet she pulled down a few pillows, a blanket and a quilt. Neatly placing them on the floor parallel to her own bed

"I know that is not for me J," standing up she messed up the arrangement and nearly toppled over, "I want to sleep with you my love."

"I need to work early tomorrow Mon, and you move too much in your sleep; especially when you're tipsy."

"If you don't let me," hiccup "then, I'm going to keep on talking shit and really won't let you sleep then"

Julie hated this, at having no alternative she made the deal with her friend and pulled up one of her blankets so she could have an extra one just in case. The lights went out and she lay down next to Monica.

She fell asleep quickly and deeply. Her dreams went in and out of her mind, not really remembering them except for the last one. 

In this particular one she dreamt that she was heading down to the subway, practically running down as she was going to be late to work for her third time in a 3 week margin. After she had passed the turnstile, a pair of hands reached at her from behind and began to choke her, leaving her to think she was about to faint and then just like that moving down to grab her breast.

She awoke panting, to find Monica sitting on top of her in a cowgirl form.

"I told you I didn't want to sleep with you because you move so fucking much, you bitch get..."

Monica dived forward, grabbing each of Julie's arms back with her own, pinning her down on the bed and kissing Julie. Julie squirmed to get loose of her grasp but her strength did not match her friends. Monica began to kiss her all over her neck and ears trying to get some sort of response that was not of resistance.

She did not know what to think about her friends actions, she never thought she was interested in her and never thought she was into girls.

Julie still baffled at her friends' actions, seemed to feel something building inside of her body, squirming a little bit less and letting Monica take her course. She let out a small moan and Monica knew she had her were she wanted and loosened up her grip, only a small amount though, just in case Julie resisted again.

Julie began to kiss her back and pulled her arms away, grabbing Monica's smooth face and running her fingers through her long brown hair. Her lips felt so soft on hers, she had never felt like this kissing a man. Her hips were now thrusting forward, putting one of Monica's legs in between hers to grind her pussy on it.

She pulled Monica's shirt of and her tits fell on her face, she quickly shoved one into her mouth sucking on her big nipples. Monica's breasts were huge and she was proud of them, she was always known for flaunting her size 32-D breast. Julie also loved them and every now and then grabbed one or both, but everyone knows woman can do that and get away with it. As she had it in her mouth at this instant she wished Monica would get drunk and sleep over more frequently.

Her hands had know found her ass and it was bare, Monica had taken the liberty of pulling them off before she was awake, rubbing her ass she spanked her and gripped it tightly.

Turning over she pulled of her pajama shirt and let Mon suck on her breasts, grinding her pussy on her belly and squeezing her nipples. She pulled away and took her shorts off. Julie jumped up and placed her pussy on Monica's mouth, holding on the back board of her bed.

Monica grabbed her hips and caressed Julie's pussy with her tongue, making her tremble on her jaw. Julie grabbed her head pushing Monica's tongue deeper inside of her. Leaning back Julie touched Monica's pussy and began to stimulate her clit, still moving her hips helping Monica's tongue movements on her wet cunt.

She flipped over and was now licking her pussy also, the smell of a wet pussy that was not hers excited her more than she thought. She licked her clit and put it in her mouth, occasionally gently biting it and sometimes harder but Monica loved it all the same. She let her fingers go inside of her and began to vigorously finger her pussy making Monica pause her own pussy licking to moan and bite Julie's thighs.

She started with 2 fingers and had worked her way up to 4. She told Monica to finger her also, so she could feel her fingers inside of her. Still letting her tongue play with Monica's clit she picked up her finger pace. She pulled out her fingers and sucked the juice off all of them, the taste of her pussy made her quiver even more than the smell of moist pussy. She traced the juices back to where they came from, sticking her tongue inside of her, she pulled her legs back and stuck her tongue in as deep as she could. As she was doing so her chin massaged her clit each time she opened her mouth wider.

Monica began to finger Julie's ass and she loved it, making Julies hunger for her increase. Picking up her speed, Monica shoved a finger inside her ass and the other in her pussy. Julie stopped her actions and bit her own lips, she felt it coming and gripped on the sheets and let out a groan. She came on her tongue and Julie pulled out and licked her fingers dry from her.

Julie hopped off and opened Monica's legs as wide as she could, and began to shove her tongue inside of her. She pulled out and shoved 4 fingers inside of her fucking her hard making her scream.

She reached forward and grabbed one of her breasts; she now put in the last finger inside her and still felt as though she could put in more. She made the form of a triangle with her right hand and slowly slid it inside her friends' juicy pussy, when she reached her knuckles she rammed her hand in and Monica gave a jump.

"Oh, that feels great, keep fucking me you bitch!" she screamed at her ordering her to shove in every bit she could.

Her hand was up to her wrist and Monica had leaned over grabbing her forearm to go in deeper but could not. She kept sliding her hand up and down Monica's pussy. Not being able to take it anymore, Monica fell back on the bed arching her back and groaning loadly.

"Fuck-I'm-gonna- cum!" 

Julie pulled out and rubbed her clit quickly, as Monica pulled a pillow over her face she let out a scream and felt liquid escape her body, with Julie's mouth a few inches from her opening, a jet of liquid shot out and on her face drenching her in Monica's juices. 

Julie surprised by this fell backwards on her ass.

"Oh, fuck that was good, and I'm sorry I didn't warn you about my squirting abilities."

"I should have imagined it, you are known for making dramatic exits."

After Party



I'm sitting in the center of a stranger's plush white couch. I have perfect posture, a function of the two corsets I'm wearing. The first is severely laced satin, the second a more decorative high shine buckled vinyl. Next to me is a semi-vanilla voyeur. What he and I and twenty or so others are watching is a very flexible blonde getting hogtied by a pseudo vampire. The voyeur leans in to whisper, "How do you know them?"

"I don't," I say, with a near polite smile.

There's something about being covered tits to toe in tight shiny black that makes me dismissive of any man near me. At times though, the insults grow boring, so I give in to the one in a latex suit with too much sparkle on his canines. I name him Frederick, and send him for more water. 

The bondage, spanking and public humiliation scenes wind down. I notice the water kicking in, and sobriety coming on. The crowd begins to make its way towards the creeping morning.

Frederick wants my attention. "Let's light this room up," he says. 

"Sure," I say, then look him straight in the face for the first time. He's clearly James Bond's evil twin, so I ask what he's got in mind.

"I've got a single tail in my bag. Would you like to use it on me?"

"Sure," I repeat. I look away. He waits.

"Go get your bag," I order. Fucking subs, I'm thinking. Do they always need constant direction?

"I'll be right back," he says.

In a few minutes, he's back at my feet.

"Where's your bag?" I ask.

"It's over there." He points to a black rubber messenger's bag against the wall. "But I only want you to do it if you really want to." 

The statement is so ridiculous I can't answer. I put my hand out and he helps me up. I put my hand out again and say, "Give it to me."

Frederick uncoils a black leather single tail whip and hands it to me.

"Go over there," I say, pointing to a spot on the other side of the room a whip's length away. He goes.

The room has noticed. Conversations stumble and fade. Clusters of fetishists and admirers of pain turn their backs to the walls.

I walk over to Frederick.

"Are you going to take your pants down?" I say. It's not really a question.

"You'd like me to take my pants down?" he asks for effect.

"Yes," I say, and turn to walk back to my spot. When his latex pants are bunched around his ankles, he bends over, palms flat on the coffee table.

I react to the crowd's eyes. I smile, fondling the whip, then pause to examine my target.

My heart rate increases as I pull the length of the whip through my left hand. I pinch the tip between my fingers, and feel the rush coming. I'm ready.

[CRACK]

The connections begin. My target sways, a deep pink welt rising low on his left ass cheek. His hands never leave the table. 

[CRACK CRACK CRACK]

Each time I connect, I draw the whip back through my left hand to its tip, and the motion becomes rhythmic. 

My arm, my hands, his whip, his ass, the crowd. We all feel it the same way, because we all see the same thing: long shadows of blood coming close to the surface of Frederick's previously pale skin. We all know the pain; we all feel the exhilaration.

Black leather, rubber, vinyl. Skin, crimson, moist, flushed.

And now I'm changing. This started as sport, performance, a gift, to the house, to Frederick, to myself. But I'm changing, with intangible physicality. It invades logic.

[CRACK CRACK CRACK]

The connections continue. I am swelling. I am erect. The marks on his ass and thighs multiply, turn purple; my fingerprints. With each connection I feel him, and it's evident that he feels me back. He sways to the left, then centers. To the right, then centers. Never a sound, never a movement outside of the rhythm of our exchange. Now my smile is sincere, and my pussy is wet.

Everything inside me is bursting against the casing of my skin. I pause to breathe deeply, to look around, to stop time. 

[CRACK]

I begin to hear. The comments from the crowd come into focus, begin to make sense.

"Did you get his balls yet?" someone from the couch asks.

"Oh yeah she did," someone from the left wall answers for me.

"What about his right side? You got him more on the left," someone else points out. 

Everyone's a critic.

This is my cue to launch into our final act. My smile turns to snarl, and I answer the crowd but address his ass.

CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK...faster, harder now, in time with berations:

"You mean here? How about here? Or here? Is that better?"

I lean in, faster, harder. 

[CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK]

I stop. 

It's not enough, but it's time. 

I smile again, and Frederick straightens. He pulls his pants up, then turns to me as I walk towards him. I look in his face. It glows, his eyes gleaming. I lay my palm on his cheek.

"You're good, aren't you?" It's not really a question. "Thank you," I say.

I hand him his whip, and walk away from him to the door.

Back home in my twisted sheets, tiny vibrator buzzing against my clit, insisting that I come, I do. I'm shaking, but I want more. I want to feel him again, to examine the marks. I head for the shower. The water is too hot, and behind my eyelids, I'm back there, sitting in the center of a stranger's plush white couch.



After Party



We had just gotten home from a very dressy anniversary party for our closest friends. I was wearing a deep purple mid thigh spandex sequin dress, plunging neckline front and back. He was wearing a black suit with light blue shirt and navy tie.

As soon as we were through the door I kicked off my heels, he toed his shoes off and went to pour us both a drink. I headed for the balcony to get some air. He brought out two glasses of red wine.

He handed me my glass, I thanked him and we both leaned on the railing looking out over the city. "Quite a night wasn't it? Nice party, though."

"Yeah I know what you mean. I couldn't believe so many people were there. I thought it was supposed to be family and close friends. I didn't think that they'd invite everyone in an eight block radius!" I said giggling.

"Hmm, yeah." We both took a sip of our wine. "You look damn good you know." He said as he moved behind me to kiss the nape of my neck.

"Thanks, you looked damn smart tonight too." I tilted my head to the side so he could get better access to my throat. He obliged.

"I couldn't take my eyes off of you all night. I spent the whole time thinking how I couldn't wait to get you alone, even for a moment."

"Is that so? What would you have done?"

"If I could have dragged you off into a secluded corner, I would have kissed you senseless and who knows after that. It's a good thing that you were surrounded by friends all night or we may have embarrassed ourselves." He said while kissing my neck.

I closed my eyes and let my head fall back onto his shoulder, "oh my." He laved my earlobe and kissed and licked his way down to my shoulder, pushing my strap down my arm exposing my breast. He hefted its weight in his hand, murmuring "exquisite." He then proceeded to do the very same thing to the other side.

Once bared to the chilly night air my nipples budded into hard peaks. Upon noticing this he rolled my nipples between his thumb and fingers, causing me to moan and bite my bottom lip.

He started moving his hands up and down my hips, slowly lifting my skirt up past my ass. "You don't see many women with garters these days. So sexy. I love this thong, turns me on." All I could do was moan.

He leaned his head close to my ear and bit my lobe, "You want this as bad as I want to give it to you, don't you?" Without me noticing he had unzipped his trousers and was pressing himself against my cleft. "Say it, tell me you want me."

I was panting by now, "I want you, I want you inside me, you drive me insane with desire, I can't stand it." He drew his finger along my cleft pushing my thong out of the way and replaced it with his hard shaft. He rubbed himself up and down teasing me.

I pressed myself back against him, panting I mumbled "yes, oh yes." He chuckled in my ear and with his hand on the back of my neck leaned me forward; I gripped the railing with both hands.

He took himself in hand and rubbed himself back and forth along my slit, tormenting me. I pushed myself ass back toward him, desperate for fulfillment. He moaned and rimmed my opening with his head. I cried out, "please, I need you. I want you to give it to me, please. Don't make me wait any longer."

He chuckled and drove himself deep within me. I threw my head back and grunted, then placed my right foot up on the railing giving him better access.

He grabbed my hips and withdrew himself excruciatingly slowly, then thrust back into me hard and deep. He kept this pace for several strokes. "Harder, faster, please."

"My little hellcat." He obliged by driving into me as hard and fast as he could. 

I hung my head forward, panting and closed my eyes, "yes oh yes." Just as I was reaching climax he pulled out, "no, no, no." He just grinned and pushed me up against the wall.

"I want to see you come for me darling." He grabbed the back of my knees and wrapped them around his waist. I tore open his shirt and pushed it off, clinging to his shoulders and he drove into me, grunting. 

"Pound me, oh hell yes, give it to me." That only served to spur him on, driving himself into me faster and harder than ever.

I was lolling my head from side to side, mumbling incoherently and panting heavily. "So close, so close." He brought one hand around between us and circled my clitoris slowly, sending my over the edge. I dug my fingernails into the flesh of his shoulders and cried out his name.

I brought my legs down and pushed him away. I dropped to my knees, looking up at him I took him into my mouth. He gripped my shoulders and threw his head back, "damn girl."

I sucked hard and fast, just as I had set the pace earlier on. Within seconds he was digging his fingers into my flesh and grunting my name over and over.

He took my upper arms and brought me to my feet, "quite a night, wasn't it?" with that he swung me up into his arms and carried me to the bedroom.

He threw me down onto the bed and spreading my legs wide he loved me with his mouth. Nipping and circling my clit, he thrust two fingers inside me, rubbing my g-spot. I wriggled and thrashed and moaned. I was delirious with pleasure.

Within minutes I was screaming his name over and over. He rolled over onto his back and immediately I straddled him. 

I took only the tip inside me, rolling my hips, teasing him without mercy. He grabbed my hips and pulled me down onto him fully, and I giggled. I rode him hard and fast, while he rolled and pulled at my nipples.

He put his hands on my hips and drove himself deep into me, while murmuring my name, eyes closed. I rolled over onto my side and snuggled against him. "Damn girl, I didn't know you had it in you. That was crazy, you little hellcat."

"All night I was thinking of things that I wanted to do to you tonight. You're so sexy in your suit; I could barely keep myself from jumping you."

"We should go to black tie events more often!"



After-Party



Olivia flopped over, pressing her arm to her forehead. A headache drummed inside her brain, dubiously reminding her of the night before: the tailgating party turned into a postgame party turned into, well, she didn't actually remember. Fuck. Normally she was such a responsible girl, the sort to stay in and study an extra hour instead of partying the night before a test.

A breeze hissed through the room and she shivered. Then she sat up, wide awake, her skin forming goosebumps. She was naked in a strange bed, with no sign of its owner. She bit her lip and pawed through the covers frantically. No sign of a condom, either. She flung the blankets aside and scampered across the room, clutching her tits against her chest and clenching her teeth. The garbage can turned up nothing reassuring.

"Oh god," Olivia said, dropping her face into her hands and trying desperately to slow her heart rate. Finally, she dared peek through her fingers at the dorm room as she edged away from the window. It was sparsely decorated - definitely a typical college dorm room, with a few heavy metal band posters and a coat rack with a couple of dark, heavy coats. Above the door was a small wooden sign with faded painted elephants around the border—something from a child's room. When she squinted, Olivia could read what it said: Jerri's Room.

Jerri. She cast about in her memory, trying to remember which pimply-faced freshman the name might belong to, but no one came to mind. And anyway, it didn't matter. She wanted to be up, dressed, and out before her one-night stand returned and awkward words had to be exchanged.

She was just standing up and pulling her too-big Bulls tee over her head when the door opened and in walked a short girl with close-cropped hair, sun-darkened skin, and an irresistible smile. Her green eyes alit on Olivia's face and brightened.

Olivia's hand flew to her mouth. "Oh my god! I swear I am not here to steal your boyfriend." She cast about for her pants, but could only find her panties, which she failed to pull over her foot in her haste.

The girl's smile wobbled, but did not fade, as she watched Olivia bounce on one leg around the room. She set the brown bag she was carrying down on the desk. "My boyfriend? Olivia, what are you talking about?"

"How do you know my—" But it all fell into place. "Jerri," she breathed, and she could see the I above the door burning fiercely with revelation. "You're Jerri."

Now the girl's smile did disappear. "You don't remember me?"

"I don't remember much of anything." Olivia dropped her voice, ashamed, and her other leg flopped down to prop her up. Her cheeks were hot as she took another good look at Jerri, at her hard little body and open, honest face. If she squinted hard enough, Olivia could see why she would have thought she was hooking up with a boy, if she was drunk off her ass. Either that, or—but she pushed that thought aside.

Jerri blinked, then sat down on the bed, staring at her hands in her lap. "Oh. I'm sorry, Olivia. I thought you meant it." She looked up from under her dark lashes, daring a tiny twitch at the corner of her mouth that formed a lump in Olivia's throat. "You don't...you don't hate me for it, do you?"

"Hate you?" Olivia opened her mouth to continue, but then she closed it, because she had to think. Fuzzy memories surfaced. They were talking: Jerri introducing herself at the party, with no malice or dishonesty, and Olivia taking her hand and marveling at her soft skin and perfect nails. Olivia touching Jerri's face. Jerri leaning in for the first kiss, the first of many in a night Olivia realized with her whole body that she had loved.

"Hey," she said. "Hey, I just remembered something."

Jerri looked skeptical, but hope glimmered in her bright green eyes, so keen in her tawny face.

Olivia put her hand to her forehead. Her head still ached, but standing there in her t-shirt and nothing else, Jerri's gentle gaze on her face, she knew something with a conviction deeper than she'd ever known before.

"I remember how much I like you," she said with a smile.

Jerri's relieved grin could have blinded with its brilliance. "So you'll stay for breakfast?" She pointed to the paper sack. "I got bagels."

Olivia thought she might overflow. Instead, she lifted her shirt over her head and stood naked, her nipples erect, in the center of Jerri's room.

"Take me to bed first," she said. "I want to remember it for real this time."

Jerri's whole face pinkened with shyness. "Okay," she said. "Come here. Lay down. I want to taste you again."

A thrill ran through Olivia's whole body, starting between her legs and singing in her brain. She spread herself out on the rumpled covers. Soon, Jerri's soft fingers began to play across her skin, starting with her legs, followed by kisses light as butterfly legs. Olivia sighed contentedly. She loved long mornings.

Soon, she wasn't thinking about mornings, or nights, or anything but the way Jerri's tongue wove expertly through the soft folds of her cunt. It made her insides squeeze up and her ass clench., and she threw her head back, her mouth opening and little soft breaths coming out. She stared into the upside-down amused eyes of some rock god and gave him an impish smile in return.

Jerri made smacked a loud kiss on Olivia's clit, sucking it up between her teeth and sliding them ever so lightly across the other's nub. Olivia hissed in a scream and she came with a wobbly moan.

Short hair and a smile that made Olivia think wistfully of afternoon picnics came into view as Jerri crouched over her. Olivia raised her hand and touched Jerri's soft cheek, smiling just a little sadly into the distance.

"Will you—understand? If I don't go down on you until next time. I thought I kissed boys. I need to get used to the idea." She ran her fingers through Jerri's hair, nervously, and spoke fast.

Jerri laughed, to her surprise, and kissed her forehead. "Of course, little lady. I don't want you to do anything you aren't comfortable with." Her eyes sparkled, and Olivia could read her mind: Though goddamn if I wouldn't enjoy it.

"Someday," she said, a sly smile pinching the crest of her lips, "I'll worship you right. I think we have that someday."

Jerri leaned down and rested her the top of her head against the pillow beside Olivia, so that the girls were very close. Olivia wriggled her ass, her hands curled against her tits like a begging dog, and Jerri let out a moan and pursed her lips.  

"What?" Olivia asked.

Jerri buried her face in the pillow. "Mm mfff mmfmf mm mm-mmm mmmfff."

"What was that?" Olivia wriggled her finger in the perfect crook between Jerri's hip and torso until the darker girl squealed and twitched. Then Olivia let her hand slip lower, to the inner thigh, silky and hot. "What did you say?"

Blushing furiously, Jerri repeated, "I just wanna be kissing you."

"Okay," Olivia said, and found Jerri's lips with hers. Her finger found Jerri's entrance and, with just the tiniest hesitation, slipped inside. Her skin surrounded by the silk of Jerri's pussy, she wondered how she had ever settled for an inferior cock. Letting out a soft moan herself that mingled with Jerri's sigh, Olivia explored the other girl, marveling at how welcome she felt.

She turned her fingers upside-down and found the accommodating spongy flesh. Her tongue entangled with Jerri's—who tasted like iced coffee and scrambled eggs—Olivia rubbed hard, like she did inside herself. The reaction was instant and rewarding: Jerri squeezed and pulsed, her whole body making waves in the blankets. Olivia moved with her, because Jerri's hand had found her too.

They writhed against one another, breaking free because they could barely breathe. Olivia stared down at their hands, their limbs entwined so that Jerri's hand was under them both and Olivia's arm was draped over Jerri's tanned thigh. Both had two fingers buried in the other's trim pussy. Olivia thought she had never seen anything so hot. It made her throw back her head and come.

When her vision cleared, she brought her forehead against Jerri's and met the other girl's eyes. There was something there, some dream fulfilled by this moment, that melted Olivia's heart. Setting her jaw and clenching herself around Jerri's diligent fingers, she fingered the girl with new determination. Her strokes never faltered. Jerri pressed her forehead harder to Olivia's, and their breath mingled.

Sunlight danced into the room, making them both glow.

Olivia grabbed Jerri's face with her other hand and kissed her with the vigor of someone who has discovered something very wonderful about themselves.

Jerri came, squirting on Olivia's hand, which moved until the spasms died away. Olivia carefully extracted herself and wrapped both arms around Jerri. She laughed. "How did I do? Can I be a lady-lover?"

"Definitely," Jerri said breathlessly, her eyes full of wonder. "How did you know? No offense."

"Easy," Olivia said. "I've taken care of myself for a long time." The slight sadness entered her voice again.

"Awww." Jerri patted Olivia's flushed cheek, then popped up to kiss her nose. She smiled. "Not anymore."



After Party



A friend of mine had a house warning party earlier in the evening and everyone else had left for the night.  We've both been drinking. We're trying to clean up her place but she's stumbling around a bit with a drink in her hand, laughing and teasing me. She stumbles forward slightly but I catch her, her other arm brushing up against my dick. It stays there for a moment and I can see her eyes widen as the back of her hand slowly rubs my growing dick. 

Se stands up and smiles as she goes out into the kitchen to pour another drink. I follow. Her tight pants form a perfect outline of her ass as she stands leaning forward slightly at the waist, trying to keep from falling over. She looks back at me, her eyes darting down quickly at the bulge in my pants and then smiles, turning back to her glass. I walk up behind her and gently press the bulge in my jeans into her ass. She slowly grinds against it and stands upright.

My hand slowly squeezes her breast as the other slides from her waist down to her crotch.  I unbutton her pants enough to slide my hand down inside her panties. 

My fingers slide across her smoothly shaven pussy lips, my fingers occasionally slipping inside. Her breathing starts to escalate as she turns her head and we kiss.  My fingers start to move faster in her pussy, sliding in and out, getting wet from her.

The faster I go, the more her breathing gets louder and our kissing more passionate. I reach inside her shirt with my other hand and pull out her tit I had been fondling.  I gently squeeze it again as she grabs the back of my hand and squeezes harder. She throws her head back against my shoulder, mouth open and moaning quietly to herself.

I can feel my dick growing inside my pants. Pressing against her ass, aching to break free.

"Oh...don't...stop..." She moans between breaths. I oblige and continue to finger fuck her, pushing my crotch harder against her ass. Her breathing increases, her moans grow. "Oh...fuck..." She says when I feel her body start to shake. Her hand holding mine tightens and she stops for a second before breaking. Her body spasms as she cums hard. I continue to rub her wet pussy, attempting to prolong the orgasm. 

She finally grabs the hand from inside her pants and pulls it out as her body slowly resumes back to normal. 

"Holy shit..." She says as she puts my fingers in her mouth and sucks on them. My dick jerks inside my pants, which she feels.

She leans in and kisses me, as she reaches down and feels the outline of my dick in my pants. "Jeez dude...where had you been hiding this?" She asks with a smile as her fingers caressing where the tip of my dick is. 

"Surprise!" I joke as she grabs my zipper and pulls it down. Reaching inside, her hand wraps around my cock and pulls it out into the air. The 8" hard dick makes her eyes widen a bit before she kneels down face to face and opens her mouth. 

She slowly puts the tip inside and wraps her lips around. Slowly sucking she takes a bit more. The feeling of her lips locked around my cock is amazing. It's something I've only imagined ever since we met.  She takes more, and I can feel the tip pushing into the back of

Can feel the tip pushing into the back of her throat. her throat with each suck. 

I put my hands on the back of her head and help guide more of it into her mouth with each pass. 

She speeds up. My dick going in and out of her mouth, each time with enough suction that its all I can to keep from coming right there. 

I bury the desire and keep helping her take a little more each time. Soon, I find myself fucking her mouth, her eyes looking up at me and a slight smile on her face.  I few more thrusts and my dick is almost my fully into her mouth. I feel the tip bending deep into her throat and I stop, her nose on the base of my shaft.

She looks up at me. I can feel her throat contract against my shaft a few times and then I pull out. She gasps for air and chuckles. 

"You trying to kill me with that thing?"  We both laugh as she resumes her regular sucking.  Her hand and mouth continue as I start to feel like I'm cumming. I'm right on the edge of shooting my load down her throat when she stops shy and stands. 

"Hey now, not yet. I need you for while yet."  I stand, pushing back the urge and watch as she takes off her pants. I follow suit as she turns around and leans forward on her table, her perfectly tight ass spread and pussy ready for my rock hard dick.

I step behind her and rub the tip of my dick against her pussy. She moans quietly and with a smile says, "Fuck me please".

I slowly guide the tip of my cock into her pussy, feeling the walls inside her grip onto my dick tightly.  She moans quietly to herself as I push further in.  Half way in, I decide I want to see how much she can take and with a few slow pumps in and out, I suddenly thrust deep inside her.

She lets out a loud scream as my 8" cock buries itself deep inside. She throws her head and I grab her around her neck, pulling her upright towards me.

I turn her head and give her a passionate kiss as my other hand caresses her body. She whispers "It's so big," before I push her back down to the table and grab her hips. 

I pull almost entirely out of her before thrusting back inside. She bounces forward on the table as I do it again.

I start thrusting faster, my dick pushing deep inside her each time. Her push grabs a hold of my shaft almost as much as her throat did and it feels good. 

With each thrust she bounces forward on the table, moaning gradually louder each time. Her one tit bouncing freely each thrust.  I grab a hold of it with one hand and squeeze tightly, helping me thrust harder and faster into her. 

"Do it. Fuck me harder." She says to me, no longer whispering but loudly and between moans. 

I oblige and start fucking her harder, my body slapping her perfectly round ass with each thrust deep inside her.

I stop and pull out quickly, grabbing her body and flipping her over into her back. Spreading her legs I kneel down in front of her pussy and shove my face deep into it. 

I spread her pussy lips and start licking inside her.  She raises her head and looks down at me. "Lick that tight pussy. Oh...fuck..."

In a matter if moments, her body starts shaking as she cums, this time seemingly harder than before.

I stand back up and slide my dick back into her pussy. Leaning forward I thrust in and out harder than before, bouncing her back and forth on her table, forks and knives falling to the floor. I grab her shirt and pull it up so I can get at her other tit, still in her bra. 

She helps, pulling her shirt and bra off. With each thrust into her, I watch as her tits bounce up and down. Her nipples hard from the cold air in her apartment. 

I bend down and wrap my mouth around one, biting gently and sucking at the same time. She grabs the back of my head tightly as I do so.

Our bodies lock as I reach under and pick her up, my dick still deep inside. We kiss as I carry her over to the wall opposite us and rest her against it. I guide her legs up onto my shoulders and with a firm grip around her waste, I start bouncing her up and down onto my giant cock.

She starts laughing with pleasure as I watch her tits bounce up and down along with her.

I can feel the walls inside her grip tightly into my cock and its all I can do from cumming inside her.

To delay the urge a few more minutes, I help her back to her feet as I pull out. My dick, throbbing and ready to burst hangs in the air in front of her as I take a quick breather. 

She bends over and takes a few quick sucks off the dick before standing. She looks and smiles, as she walks me over to the couch, my dick in hand and bends over the back of it. 

"Fuck me until you cum." She says.

I don't waste any time and shove my still throbbing cock back into her tight pussy.

Thrusting harder and harder each time, I can feel myself building to climax. Her moans of pleasure with each deep thrust just make me want to cum harder. 

I'm about to pull out and cum on her when she says "I want to feel you cum inside me."

The words make me pound her as hard as I can, my dick going so deep inside with each thrust that her moans become full out yells of pleasure. 

"Fucking cum inside me!" She shouts as I shoot my load deep within her pussy. I yell too, finally able to release after her tease earlier.

She stands and pulls me out of her pussy. Kneeling, she swallows my dick deep into her throat and sucks the remaining cum from inside.

I chuckle to myself as she finally stands and looks at me.  "So when are you having another party?"

"Give me 10 minutes." She says with a smile.



After Party



The party outside wasn't quite dying down, but I was done. I headed inside, picking up empty bottles and plates on my way in and dumping them in the trashcan on my way through the kitchen. I bypassed the main living room and headed directly to the den. My den. The place I loved. The couch was perfect, the throw blanket perfect, the TV the perfect size. I deposited myself on the couch, heaving a sigh, and allowed the couch to swallow me up.

It wasn't long after that he showed up. He walked in and plopped down on the couch next to me. "It's too bad about Brian," he said, not looking at me but looking at the TV. 

I took a deep breath. "Yeah, well, he is just helping me get one step closer to my destiny."

"Your destiny?" He turned his head towards me.

I smiled a sad kind of smile. "Didn't you know? My goal to be a born again virgin."

He gave me a quizzical look. "What the hell are you talking about?"

I let out another long sigh. "It's been a year and a half..."

The look didn't leave his face. "A year and a half, what?"

I started to get angry. "God dammit, James. A year and a half since I've had sex!" I heard him start to chuckle, and I started to get even more angry. I punched him in the arm, hard, and he fell over laughing. 

"Hey, doll, if you want a cure, I'm right here." I punched him again. Always making jokes, this one. He sat back up, still chuckling and rubbing his arm. "No, no...seriously though. Why not get a fuck buddy. All of us sane single people have one."

"I don't feel like taking a trip to whore island, man." I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. Some stupid show came on, and I acted interested in it, thinking the manners his mama taught him would keep him quiet, but I was wrong.

"Whore island? How's that? You have a friend, someone you trust, someone you are comfortable with, and you have sex with them. On multiple occasions. You don't have to have sex with anyone else, and you don't have to worry about your heart. Just get the fucking out of the way so you can focus, ya know?"

I rolled my eyes. "Why do I feeling you have yourself in mind for the job?"

He smiled, and I had to admit, when he smiled playfully like that, my heart did speed up a little. "I wouldn't say no, but I have seen how you've been lately. It's like you forgot how to be happy. I know what you need, and you need to go get it." He stood up and turned towards me. "I am going to go have another beer. If you aren't back out there in 10 minutes, I'm going to come in here and fuck the shit out of you." He smiled again, and I couldn't help but laugh. 

I went to the bathroom, and then went back out to the music, people, and beer. I made my rounds, and came to rest next to James and some of our other friends that were standing in a circle around a fire pit. "So," he said, leaning in a little close to me so I could hear him over the music without him yelling, "anyone in mind?" I smiled a little and took a drink of my beer. Fuck it, I would entertain him with this little game of his. While he was watching me, I turned my head and looked at each our male friends, looking them up and down before I turned my attention to the next one. All of them were in drunken conversation with one or more people, and didn't notice me taking stock of them. I made sure to take my time, looking back at James from time to time and giving him a little smile. He was amused, chuckling at my raised eyebrows after looking at Roy. Roy was a fantastic specimen, but he had been after Polly for practically forever, and she was finally starting to show some interest back in him. I then turned to James, and deliberately looked him up and down, very slowly. I met his eyes, and for a moment he looked a little taken aback. "Nope," I said, and took a drink of my beer. He erupted in laughter, and put his arm around my shoulder, squeezing me to him a little. 

The party was over, and I started to do a little clean up. I headed to the kitchen, half full garbage bag in my hand, and found James in there, dumping out some half empty beer bottles in the sink. I couldn't help but notice his profile, and how nice it was, with his hair that he was growing out hanging a little bit in his face. I realized he was wearing a shirt he had gotten at a concert we went to last year, and it went perfect with his green cargo shorts. His calves were firm and shapely, just as his arms were. He looked at me, and I stuck my tongue out at him, making him smile. I put the trash bag next to the trashcan and made my way to my den again. I wanted my couch, and got it. I hadn't noticed closing my eyes until I woke suddenly, James covering me in my throw. I smiled at him, and he had a serious look on his face. "Why not me?" he asked. I chuckled a little, thinking it silly that he was offended by the little game he had started.

"I dunno, James," I said, cuddling down in the couch. "Maybe because I think you would be a horrible lay." My eyes were closed and I smiled to myself, laughing just a little bit. I started to fall asleep again, and I felt his weight as he sat down on the other end of the couch. A moment later, I felt his hand on my ankle, and felt him slowly start to pull on it. I opened my eyes, and looked over at him, noticing his look was very serious now. As I looked at him, confused, he grabbed my other ankle, and started to pull on that one too. He pulled me down just far enough to where I was more laying down than sitting up, pulled the throw off of me, and then he shifted himself so that he was beginning to crawl on top of me. By the time realization hit and I started to try and sit up, he was on all fours above me, and put a hand on my arm to still me.

"Let me do this for you," was all he said, and then he leaned in and kissed me. At first, I was startled. My eyes were wide open, and I was looking around the room, almost like I was looking for an exit. Then he tilted his head a little, and his tongue slowly pressed itself into my mouth. Everything got blurry, and I closed my eyes in the bliss of the feeling. I moaned a little and relaxed, feeling him ease on top of me, not putting all of his weight, but just enough to where I felt deliciously constrained. The way he moved his tongue in my mouth instantly got my mind thinking of what it could do other places, and a straight line of heat went from the inside of my mouth to between my legs, where his leg was resting. My sex deprived body moved before I could even form a thought, and I was starting to rub against his thigh, become more and more excited as the fabric of my underwear and shorts and the friction they created started to drive me into a frenzy. He leaned even closer to me, making every sensation even stronger, and it was becoming hard to catch my breath. 

I moved the back of his shirt so that I could touch him, finding the skin of his back pleasantly warm and smooth. His kisses were becoming deeper and longer, making fireworks explode behind my eyes. He broke away and sat up, leaving me breathless and suddenly cold. He reached up and pulled his shirt off over his head and threw it to the ground. I laid there, frozen, watching the muscles of his chest move as he reached down and undid the button and zipper of my shorts. He scooted back a little and lowered himself to his knees beside the couch, pulling my shorts and underwear along with him. I scooted up on the couch so I was laying at an angle, feeling a little self-conscious about being so exposed to him so suddenly. After he threw my shorts and undies to the ground, he slid his hand up my legs and to my inner thighs, pressing them apart easily even though I resisted a little. He started to kiss my knee, locking eyes with me, and started to lick his way up my thigh. My breathing was starting to go faster and faster the higher up my thigh he went, and when he started to kiss the lips of my pussy, I actually started to shake in anticipation. "Please," I said; I begged. He locked eyes with me again, and then took one slow, long lick of me. I arched, my hands instantly going to my breasts, which I was disappointed to find still fully clothed. How did I miss that? His tongue still lingered between my lips, not moving, while I frantically removed my shirt and bra. I instantly put my hands back to my breasts, letting them fill my hands, while I saw him smile slightly from between my legs. "Please," I said again, and started to move my hips against his face, getting more excited while thinking of getting myself off against his face. He wrapped his arms around my thighs, pulling them a little more apart with his hands, and went to work. 

I don't know how I didn't explode within four seconds. He started slow, licking me up and down with his tongue flat, covering as much space as it could. He started gentle on my clit, making me shudder with every flick of his tongue. I was squeezing my breasts slightly, pinching and pulling slightly on my nipples from time to time, which he seemed to enjoy watching me do. I could feel myself building up, and he could feel it, too. He started to lick me faster, keeping my thighs apart as they started to tighten around his head; I couldn't help it. I was rubbing my hands over my breasts almost violently now, tugging on my nipples and enjoying how the little bit of pain made the pleasure spike even more. I reached down and grabbed his hair, pushing my pussy into his face as he ate me, thrusting my hips forward, all the while my moans were getting louder. I was losing control, telling him to look me in the eyes; telling him to eat my pussy. He had a look in his eyes I had never seen, and right before I was about to come, he pulled himself away and stood up. I looked at him angrily, not understanding why he would pull away until I saw how hard he was. His erection was strained against his shorts, and he was undoing the buckle of his shorts when I quickly stood in front of him. 

I kneeled, pulling his shorts down with me, and instantly had my mouth around his cock. I heard his intake of breath as I took as much of him in my mouth as I could. I gagged a little, pulling back, and went right back to get as much of him in my mouth again as I could. I had his balls in one hand, what wouldn't fit in my mouth in the other, and I moved my head back and forth, looking up at him to get just a glimpse of the pleasure I was giving him expressed on his face. His mouth was open, his hand lightly on the back of my head, looking at me with an expression I can't explain. It was like awe, lust, anger, and something else I couldn't place. I took my hand of his balls to reach down and touch myself, moaning as I felt the wetness of myself and his saliva between my legs. I started to rub my lips, careful to avoid my clit for fear of coming. I moaned on his cock as I sucked him, feeling him get even harder in my mouth. I knew he would be coming soon, and I wanted to come with him. I backed away from him, and eased myself back up onto the couch, sitting on the very edge. He knelt down and positioned himself in front of me, placing the head of his cock right at my opening. I was looking down at it, the anticipation almost killing me. I looked up at him, and leaned back slightly. 

He started to slide into me, making me wince just a little, but I was so wet it was still easy for him. It felt amazing. Instantly, my whole body got hot, and I felt like I had to move. As he eased into me, I pushed back, making my breasts bounce with the contact. He put his hands on my hips, pulling me to him, and slightly pushing me away as he pulled out. I put my hands over my head to hold on to the back of the couch, watching my breasts bounce and watching him enter me over and over. His thrusts were coming faster, and sweat was breaking out on his brow. I was getting close, and I told him so. I told him to fuck me until I came, and the look I couldn't describe started to darken even more on his face. His thrusts started to get harder, and I felt myself start to tighten around him. My eyes flew open, and he was looking right into them. "Come for me," he said, and I did. I could feel the tightness of me get even tighter as I squeezed him. His grip on my hips tightened, and a noise that made me feel like I was the most amazing creature on earth left his mouth as I felt his spunk fill me. I was squeezing him while he throbbed inside me, and he fell over on top of me. We lay there, catching our breath, until it had started to even out some. He moved slightly, pulling himself out of me, making me feel empty and a little sad for a moment. He leaned back, looking at me. 

I smiled. "What?" I asked. 

He shook his head. "I regret every day that I've know you that I wasn't inside of you."

I sat up, putting my arms around his neck and kissing him. "And I can't wait until you are inside of me again." He smiled that playful smile, and started to stand up, pulling me up with him.



After Party



The party was crowded and hot. I had taken off the leather jacket I had worn and strewn it on the guest room bed of the house with the rest. I was wearing a short black skirt with a red button down top. With every drink I had downed, it seemed another button had come loose. The sleeves were rolled up as I got warmer and my bra was peeking out, my breasts pushed up and almost exposed as I danced to the music. My feet were clad in black stilettos which had been killing my feet until the alcohol had kicked in and now I was feeling no pain. 

The guy I was dancing with was appreciatively admiring my cleavage and kept trying to grab my ass as I deftly maneuvered away from him at each attempt. He was tall, blonde and good looking, obviously used to getting what he wanted, in his designer suit and Rolex. But I wasn't most girls, he did nothing for me. I just liked the attention and knowing he wanted to fuck me. It was a powerful aphrodisiac for me, probably because for so long in my life I had felt so powerless when it came to men. But that was before HE came along. 

Just as if he was reading my thoughts, the tiny pink purse I had tucked under my arm started buzzing. My heart started ticking and I eased out of the dance area, watching the frown of the guy and just knowing his eyes were on my ass as I walked away. I opened my purse and pulled out my phone. Six new messages...ooops, I must have missed a few new.

"I'll be there in ten minutes...love you!" The first one said...thirty-three minutes ago!? I glanced around but I didn't see him, that, of course, did not mean he wasn't there. 

"Parking now...are you having fun?" Twenty-two minutes ago.

"You must be! I'm coming in now." Twenty minutes ago. My heart rate quickened further as I kept looking around, trying to clear my buzzed head and searching the shadows for him.

"Wow! Why not just take your shirt off?" Seventeen minutes ago. Where the fuck was he? 

"Why not let him touch your ass? He's begging for it and you look like a whore anyway!" Twelve minutes ago. Oh my god. 

"Come out back if and when you get this. I need to cool off..." Three minutes ago. I hastily buttoned up my shirt and made my way to the back door. I tried to get my head straight and breathing in order. How had I missed his presence and all of his texts? I knew he was wondering the same thing. We were usually so connected but I guess the alcohol had gotten in the way. 

I collected myself at the back door, looked out through the glass panes, but didn't see him. I timidly opened it and headed through it. The deck was crowded but not as crowded as inside and the cool breeze felt great on my hot, damp skin. Several people looked up as my heels clacked across the wood but none of them were him. At the edge of the deck I looked out into the dark lawn and saw the orange embers that were undoubtedly from the cigarette he only smoked when he was upset. 

Not a good sign, but I steeled my courage and headed down the short staircase, to the grass. I carefully walked over to where he was to avoid my heels sinking in. He saw me approach but made no attempt to greet me. He looked furious, which in no way diminished his attractiveness, but did worry me. A lot. 

He was wearing a white button down with blue pinstripes, black dress pants and matching black shoes. His dark brown hair was messy in a hot way and his eyes were ablaze. Even in the dim light from the deck that barely illuminated his face I could see how upset he was. And I could feel it in my bones. It was going to be a rough night. 

"Hey..." I said, trying to break the freezing cold ice block around him. I knew better than to touch him yet. 

He simply stared back at me, hazel eyes shining green in the light and making my knees weak in more way than one.

"I'm so sorry...I was dancing and had a few drinks and it was so loud I must've missed your texts..." I overstated the obvious, just wanting to make it all better. I hated when he froze me out, anything was better than that. 

He did not respond, but grabbed his beer off the fence ledge and downed it, extinguishing his cigarette in the bottle when it was empty. 

"Please talk to me!" I begged as he started to walk back towards the house. He stopped and turned around, looked me over and smirked. Fuck he made me so weak, I'd do anything he wanted and damned if he didn't know it.

"Only if you walk through the party with your tits exposed like the whore you wanted to be. Then I'll take you home since you're obviously in no condition to drive. We can "talk" then." His words were calmly stated with only a hint of the bitterness I knew was lurking beneath his stoic demeanor. 

"Just take my shirt off?" I asked, knowing full well the answer. 

"And your bra! Why are you suddenly shy? If you want to come home with me, give them both to me NOW." Although he did not raise his voice or change his tone, his words did not leave me an option. I quickly unbuttoned my shirt and gave it to him. My bra was next and he smirked again at me when it was in his hands. 

"Wait five minutes then head in and out the front door. I'll meet you at the car." He stalked off, leaving me topless in the backyard. The party goers on the deck were starting to stare. I brought my arms up to cover myself as best I could but my phone buzzed again. 

"Arms down, Emily." It said and I knew he was watching, somehow. I dropped my arms and tucked my purse back and started to walk inside. I tried not to make eye contact with anyone, but I could feel eyes on me as I made my way through the back door.  

"What happened to your shirt Em?" Cindy, the party host asked when I was in the kitchen. 

"Oh, I spilled something on it, Bryce took it to the car for me, I'm heading to him now," I replied, ignoring the questioning look to my nonsensical answer and kept heading to the door. As humiliating as it was, I was getting turned on by everyone staring at my tits and I felt my nipples get hard as I got closer. I said my goodbyes as I walked and when I saw the guy I'd been dancing with ogling me I smiled at him and waved as I opened the door. God I really was a whore! 

Once outside, I saw Bryce's car parked on the street. He was leaning on the passenger door, arms crossed, impatiently waiting for me. I was so tempted to run over to him and throw my arms around him and kiss him, but I didn't think he'd want that just yet. Instead I waited as he moved aside and opened the car door for me. 

I sat stiffly inside as he closed the door, my buzz was wearing off and I was close to tears. 

He got in on the drivers side and buckled his seatbelt. "Can I have my shirt please?" I asked when he was settled. I don't know why I couldn't resist pushing him just a little bit further. 

"Why Emily? You like having your tits exposed, don't you?" He replied, reaching over grab and pinch them both, hard, one at a time. "I bet your pussy's wet, isn't it?" He growled, continuing to pinch and twist my nipples savagely. 

I was gasping and moaning from the mix of pleasure and pain he was giving me. "Yes it is..." I managed to get out.

"You say yes SIR!" He said, letting go of my nipples to unbutton his pants. He set his cock free and I knew what he wanted. He pulled my head toward his lap and I opened my mouth just in time to meet his cock. "You better suck it properly or your punishment will be worse you fucking slut! You know what I like!" He ordered as he started the car. 

I did and I tried my best to give it to him as he drove carefully. I knew he wasn't in the mood to be teased so I didn't waste any time coating his cock with my saliva. I easily slid him into my throat, only gagging a little. His free hand went from my hair to my nipples as I sucked on him, he'd push my head down further and laugh when I choked. Every time he grabbed my nipples, my pussy got wetter and I'd moan; then he'd stop and go back to forcing his cock down my throat. 

It was a short ride to his house but I knew I had to make him cum before we got there. I kept sucking on him and letting him guide my head until I tasted the precum on my tongue. Then he let go of my head, focused his fingers on my nipples and, as I moaned with my lips locked tightly around his cock, he came, forcefully. I swallowed and kept my mouth in place until he pulled me off by my hair. "Good girl," he said, turning down his street and into his driveway. 

When he was parked he stood and fixed his pants, readjusting his belt. He came over to my side and assisted me out of the car. I grabbed his strong arm and held tight, glad to finally be close to him but still concerned about what was yet to come. I doubted it would be me. 

When we were inside he led me to his bedroom. His body was less tense but I could tell he was still upset with me. "Lean forward and put your palms on the bed, Emily," he demanded.

"Yes sir," I said meekly, moving into position quickly. I knew he was going to spank me. I wiggled my ass a bit in anticipation. 

"Don't move again unless I tell you to!" He said, smacking my ass with his hand hard. I cried out loudly "It's going to hurt worse than that, I think I better gag you so I don't have to hear you scream," he said, walking away to his closet to grab the gag and other torture devices no doubt.

"No!" I said, I didn't want the gag tonight.

"What?!" He said, rushing over to slap my ass again. I cried out loudly, tears starting to run down my face. 

"Oh, I'm sorry baby, but this is what you get for acting like a slut. And you know you love a good spanking!" He condescendingly told me as he strapped the gag around my head. "Open your mouth like the good little cock sucker that you are," he finished as I glared at him fiercely but did as he asked. 

"Say cheese Emily!" He said, holding up his phone and taking a picture of my mascara and tear stained face with the red ball gag in place in my mouth. "I'll get your red ass later. Fuck baby, you look so hot like that!" He said, glancing down at the picture and smiling. 

"Now you sit tight while I go get a snack!" He said, starting to leave the room. I cried out in protest and he turned around. "Oh right, thanks for the reminder!" He said, coming back towards me and ripping down my skirt, kicking my legs to get me to pick them up so he could remove it. He clicked another pic of my ass in the black thong I was wearing before stripping me of that as well. 

He took several more pictures, enjoying torturing me before he reminded me not to move and left the room. I was left standing, naked, with my palms on his bed, ass up in the air, gagged and alone contemplating what the hell I got myself into. I loved being submissive, he loved controlling me and games like this happened semi-frequently. I knew the safe word and he knew my limits; as scared as I was, I was wet and excited too. I just hoped I hadn't pushed him too far. 

The seconds turned into minutes as I waited for his return. I listened carefully for footsteps outside the door as my anticipation built. I tried to be still and not squirm but just when I adjusted myself ever-so-slightly, the door opened. Of course. 

"I'm pretty sure I told you not to move, didn't I Emily?" He asked and I nodded my head quickly. "Well for that, I was going to use my hand but I think you deserve the paddle now!" 

"Noooooooooooo! Please Bryce, not the paddle!" I screamed but it came out garbled and incoherent through my gag. I was crying again and begging him repeatedly. He was not moved.

"Shut up or I'll double it and I haven't decided how many yet, do you want to take that chance?" I stopped whining and lowered my head deferently. "That's better. Because you sucked my cock so well in the car I'll only give you 11 swats. BUT I'm taking your ass! Understand, Emily?" 

"Yes sir," I mumbled, ready to get this over with. He grabbed his favorite paddle from the closet and came back behind me. He rubbed it on my ass softly before swinging back and bringing it down hard on the left side of my ass. 

"Ahhhhhh! Fuck!" I cried out as he reared back and hit me twice more, harder each time. I cried out again and again but soon the pain was working its way around to pleasure and my pussy was soaking wet. He kept swatting my ass as I got hotter and hornier with each blow. When he was done I was a mix of relieved and disappointed. And wetter than I could ever remember. 

He dropped the paddle threw it aside. "Put your knees up on the bed and spread your legs!" He ordered and I did, opening my ass and pussy up to him and he again snapped a series of pictures. "You are so wet, you're my little pain slut, aren't you Emily?" I nodded as he kneeled on the ground behind me and started fingering my wet slit. 

"God I love how wet your pussy always is for me baby!" He said, his voice slipping from the angry dominant tone to the sexy loving one as he slowly drew his finger in and out of my wet pussy. He stopped and grabbed some lotion from the bedside table, I stayed still, unwilling to upset him but hungry for his touch. 

He came back and squirted some lotion on my ass, then again kneeled behind me. He rubbed the lotion in sensually with both hands as he brought his tongue to lick my pussy, one long slow lap from my pussy to my clit after the other. His hands continued to rub my ass, the lotion soothing the irritated cheeks and his mouth taking me higher and higher. 

I was moaning and resisting moving but when the fingers of one hand slipped into my ass crack I tensed up and moved forward slightly. He stopped moving his tongue and I braced myself for a slap but he instead moved his tongue to my rosebud and licked around it. His fingers slid into my pussy as he licked my ass and the sensation was incredible. I was so close to cumming but afraid of setting him off again so I squeezed my eyes shut and focused on how good it felt.

"Do you want to cum Emily?" He asked, pulling his head back, his voice smooth and heavy. I nodded eagerly, moaning loudly, as he resumed licking my ass and skillfully fingering my pussy. 

"Okay, slut, cum for me so I can fuck your ass," he said, moving his fingers from my pussy to my clit and rubbing, his tongue returning to my ass, my whole body tensed up. I started cumming, hard, my body shaking and trembling and he moved his fingers from my clit, shoving them roughly into my pussy as it contracted in orgasm and hit my g spot perfectly, fucking them in and out as I rode out the multiple orgasms hitting one after the other. I was screaming around the gag, lost in the total pleasure he was giving my mind and body. 

His tongue never stopped moving on my ass and I was bucking back against his face and hand. When I calmed down he stopped and stood up, removing his shirt and pants as I again waited for him to give me instructions. I was spent and wanted to relax but kept my ass up. "Scoot forward Emily, towards the middle of the bed," he said, lightly tapping my ass and I moved quickly.

He crawled on the bed and put his fingers in my pussy, got them wet from my juices and shoved two fingers in my ass. "Since you came so hard I'm not gonna use lube, I've been generous enough..." he said cruelly, and I turned my head to look back at him woefully, hoping to persuade him otherwise but no.

"Dont even try it Emily, turn back around and take it!" He admonished, rubbing his cock with his hand and placing it at my asshole. He slowly started sliding in my tight ass as I tried to relax but inadvertently tensed up. He slapped my ass hard and shoved his hard cock in faster. It hurt but I didn't fight and soon he was where he wanted to be. His breathing got deeper and he sounded so sexy as he fucked my ass that I fell into it. 

"Oh fuck baby your ass is so tight! I love fucking it so much," he chanted, as he worked his dick in and out, coming towards me to grab my nipple. "Give me your ass slut, give it to me baby!" He demanded and I worked my ass back towards him repeatedly as he grunted and started squirting his hot cum into my ass, his finger tightening around my nipple as he let go, his body relaxing against mine when he was done. 

We collapsed onto the bed, and he rubbed my hair, slipping the gag off and tossing it onto the floor. He rolled off of me and went to the bathroom to get a wash rag wet with warm water. He came back and lovingly started to wipe my ass clean. "You're such a good girl Emily, I love you so much..." he whispered, "that's why you drive me so crazy!" I smiled. I knew the feeling.

He finished and came up to lie next to me and we looked over at each other. "I love you too Bryce. I'm sorry I'm such a slut..."

"As long as you're MY slut, I wouldn't want it any other way!" He said, kissing me on the lips and putting his arms around me. I snuggled closer to him and breathed a sigh of relief.



After Party Rewards



As I explained in my last story my submissions are based on actual experiences that have changed my life. Of course names are changed to protect all involved. I appreciate all of the feedback and honored that so many enjoyed the read. Some were offended but not sure why they enter the site to read if only to get offended. Nevertheless, I will continue to submit my true experiences in hopes that others enjoy them.

My wife Sue and I attended our friend Mike's retirement party after receiving an invitation from his wife Becky. I fantasized about fucking Becky for a long time and the opportunity arose at the party. I fucked Becky in the restroom which lead to her and Mike coming to our home after the party to sit in the Jacuzzi. Before leaving the party Mike gave Becky a present which she opened in front of Sue and me. It was a beautiful white lace teddy that caused Becky to ask if that means she gets to have two men, a woman, or both.

While in the spa Becky and Sue began making out which lead to them each having their first lesbian experience in our living room in front of the fireplace. [Read Unforgettable Retirement Party] After each experienced multiple orgasms from the fingering, licking, and ass fucking with an 8" dildo Becky asked Sue to just fuck her face and pussy. The two lay side by side fondling, fingering, and fucking each other's pussy followed by licking of juice from their fingers. 

They passionately kissed and Sue asked Becky if she did okay for her first time fucking another girl. Becky laughed and told her she had never been fucked that good by a man and that for her first fucking by a woman it was fantastic. Becky asked Sue if she did okay for her first time with a woman and Sue kissed her passionately then told her she loved it and wants more.

As the talked about each others performance Mike and I made our way down beside them. The four of us lay naked in front of the fire talking about how hot they looked with each other and how much it turned us on to watch them. Sue really shocked me when she reached for Mike's cock instead of mine and asked if he really liked it. I was shocked because Sue had always been extremely reserved in sexual intimacy and repeatedly made comments of how she could never have sex with a woman let alone another man. Her experience with Becky certainly changed her willingness to explore her sexual desires. Feeling Mike's hard cock in her hand she said I guess you did. Becky asked Sue if she could suck my cock, not that she hadn't already but wanted to play it safe, and Sue said absolutely.

Sue looked at me and gave me a very passionate kiss followed by the most alluring look I had ever seen. As she broke the contact she said, "Lets enjoy this baby, I am having a great time, thank you." With that she rolled over and laid on top of Becky giving her the same type of passionate kiss and alluring look. 

Becky reciprocated the kiss and caressed Sue's ass while separating her ass cheeks and pushing a finger into her ass. Sue tensed up and told Becky she had her turn and that it was time to share. Becky giggled and said she agreed.

Sue then rolled off of Becky landing face to face with Mike. I couldn't help but watch as she grabbed Mike's cock again and finding it still rock hard began stroking it slowly from the base of his shaft to the tip of the head where she saw that Mike had a lot of pre-cum starting to flow. Sue smiled at Mike and used the pre-cum as lube as she kept stroking him while admiring the size of his cock. Mike laid on his back and watched Sue's magic hands, that had just fucked his wife Becky, work his cock with her right hand while fingering herself with the left. 

Becky was now lying with her back against me and was also watching Sue give her husband a hand job. Becky was just as shocked that Mike, who was also very reserved in the intimacy department, was enjoying the hands of Sue while she watched.

As Becky and I watched Sue pleasure Mike I began fondling her beautiful tits while pressing my erect cock against her. Without taking her eyes off Mike and Sue she reached back and grabbed my cock and began slowing squeezing it and slightly stroking me. When Mike announced he was going to cum Becky squeezed harder and stroked faster matching the rhythm of Sue. It was then that I realized that Becky was also fingering herself. 

Just when I thought Mike would explode Sue tightly squeezed the base of Mike's cock and told him "Not yet Baby." I was floored because Becky had said the same thing to me in the bathroom at the party when I was about to cum. I wondered if they had planned this whole night or if it was just a coincidence.

When Sue was certain Mike wouldn't cum she released her hold of his cock. Despite her best effort a small amount of cum flowed from the head of his cock. When Sue saw it she lowered her head and licked it from him as if she was licking an ice cream. When she was certain that we had all seen her performance she closed her eyes and began swallowing Mike's cock gagging a little before relaxing her throat to deep throat him. Becky kept stroking me and fingering herself as she watched Sue give her husband head. I reached between Becky's legs with my freehand and found that her juices were flowing and that she was soaked with small amounts running down her thighs.

Becky was mesmerized at the show we had the pleasure of watching. While watching I inserted two of my fingers into her pussy along with the two of hers she had inserted. I felt the urge to cum but wanted to wait so I grabbed Becky's hand from my cock and guided it to her ass. Using my hand I moved her hand around as if it were mine. Now Becky was fingering herself from the front while I used my hand to guide hers from the back. I moved her fingers toward her pussy to get them wet with her pussy juices. Once they were thoroughly wet I traced a single finger to her ass and rubbed the entrance. When I felt her finger easily sliding around her ass I pushed her finger inside. Becky was enjoying the attention and allowed her ass to get fucked by her own hand by one, then two, and ending with three fingers inside pumping in and out of her ass. I whispered in her ear if she had ever had DP and she said no because Mike wasn't into it even with her toys. I asked if she would like to try it and she simply shook her head yes.

As Sue continued to suck on Mike's cock and massage his balls Becky reached out to caress her back and slowing moved her hand to her ass that was sticking up while Sue was on her knees. Using her juices from fingering herself Becky rubbed Sue's asshole until Sue began to moan. Becky returned her fingers to her own pussy for another load of juices and immediately returned it to Sue's ass. It was then that Becky stuck two fingers into her ass making her gasp for air. Becky told her to keep sucking Mike and enjoy the pleasures she would experience. Sue didn't say a word but went right back to work on Mike going from fast to slow to keep him from cumming. 

Becky moved to her hand and knees to focus on fucking Sue's ass. It was then that I stood up behind Becky with my cock positioned to fuck her pussy or her ass. Before doing either I reached out toward Sue and caressed her tit. I asked if she liked Mike's cock in her mouth and she shook her head yes without removing it from her mouth. I told her I was going to fuck Becky while watching her. 

Sue quickly stopped and turned only her head to face me while allowing Becky to continue to fuck her ass. Sue didn't say anything but kissed me hard and deep. Then turned her attention back to Mike but instead of putting his cock back into her mouth she stayed on her hands and knees and pushed back into Becky's hand that was fucking her ass. 

She told Mike to stand up and fuck her face. I couldn't believe what I was hearing her say. My reserved wife was a full on horny woman throwing caution to the wind and enjoying another man's cock and woman's body. Mike stood up and fed his cock into Sue's waiting mouth. 

Becky, who was behind Sue, leaned into Sue's body for support while continuing to finger fuck her ass and used her free hand to grab Sue's hair and pull telling her deep throat that cock and demanding that Mike fuck her face. With that Mike began slamming his cock into Sue's mouth causing her to repeatedly gag as Becky pulled her hair.

With Becky on her knees I began fucking her pussy as hard and with the same pace as Mike was fucking Sue's face. Becky began screaming "Oh Fuck, I'm cumming. Oh fuck Oh Fuck Oh Fuck!" With that I felt a flood of juices envelope my cock and begin running down the shaft and my balls. 

Why waist good lube I thought and moved my cock up to Becky's ass and began rubbing it around the entrance and applying pressure little by little until the head of my cock popped into her ass. Becky let go of Sue and put both hands on the ground and put her head down as I slowly began pumping in and out of her ass until about half of my cock was inside and Becky was saying she felt like she was going to explode.

I kept fucking Becky's ass as I watched Mike fuck Sue's face. Sue then pushed him away and spun around to be face to face with Becky her ass pointed toward Mike's hard cock. Becky and Sue started kissing when Mike began fucking Sue from behind. While Mike and I continued to fuck each others wife Sue and Becky continued kissing and began playing with each others tits.

Mike fucked Sue for a few minutes when I saw him pull out and begin rubbing his cock around her ass. He tried to push in put Sue was too tight so she put her hand behind her to slow him down. She stopped kissing Becky long enough to say just fuck my pussy right now not my ass, that might come later. Mike did as he was asked and returned to fucking her pussy faster and faster. 

Sue returned her attention back to Becky. Mike and I both announced we were about to cum. Almost as if rehearsed the girls immediately pulled away saying we would have to wait. I know I wanted to cum so bad and I am sure that Mike wanted to as well. Becky then crawled over to Mike and began sucking Sue's juices from his cock continually commenting on how good Sue taste on his cockcicle. Sue then laid down beneath Mike and Becky and licked Mike's balls and Becky's tongue while she sucked his cock and told me to fuck Becky's pussy so she too could have a cockcicle, Becky flavored. I started fucking Becky and Sue slide down to lap at Becky's clit and my cock as I pumped in and out. It only took a few minutes before Becky had more multiple orgasms which caused Sue to drink as much of Becky as she could while she was cumming.

After her orgasms subsided Becky collapsed on the floor. Sue sat up and met my cock covered in Becky's juices. Sue began sucking my cock moaning that she loved her Becky flavored cockcicle and giggling.

When Becky recovered she told Sue to get on her hands and knees. Sue didn't ask why she just did it. Becky told me to lie down on my back and then ordered Sue to sit on my cock. Of course we obliged. With Sue on my cock she started pumping up and down when Becky applied slight pressure to her back making her lean forward. I took over the pumping action into Sue's wet wet pussy. Becky bent down and started licking Sue's ass and pussy which just about sent Sue over the edge. Without Sue knowing it Becky motioned for Mike to get behind Sue. Becky spit on Sue's ass and started to again finger fuck her ass with two fingers making Sue cum. At the same time she was stroking Mike's cock with her other hand. 

As Becky and I continued fucking Sue DP Becky added a third finger which Sue easily accepted into her ass. Becky then pulled Mike by his cock toward Sue's ass and positioned him right at her entrance. Becky looked down at me and smiled then in one movement removed her fingers as Mike rammed his cock into Sue's cock virgin ass.

Sue gasped repeatedly trying to protest the invasion but the protest quickly turned into deep moaning as Mike went further and further into her ass. Becky moved in front of Sue and told her to lick her pussy. You would have thought Sue was Becky's submissive the way she did what she was told without question. Here we were, me, Mike, and Becky all fucking Sue at the same time. 

I felt Sue start to tense up as she screamed, "I'm fucking cumming.......oh shit." With that she had an intense orgasm followed by another and another as none of us stopped our fucking of her. Mike then announced he was cumming which caused Becky and me to cum. Mike filled Sue's ass while I filled her pussy, and Becky filled Sue's mouth. 

With Mike and I spent Becky pushed Sue onto her back and started sucking my cum out of Sue into her mouth. With her mouth full she began kissing Sue sharing the cum with her which each swallowed. When Becky finished she fell beside Sue as when we first started. This time there was no talking only caressing. Becky and Sue caressed each others tits and stomach while I caressed Sue's ass and pussy and Mike did the same to Becky.

We fell asleep in front of the fire naked and holding onto one another. I woke several hours later to this beautiful site of beautiful naked bodies and recounting what we had experienced causing my cock to again harden. I woke Sue by sticking my hardened cock against her pussy. As she woke without turning to face me she reached back and guided my cock inside her pussy that was getting wet. When I started to slowly pump in and out she reached between Becky's legs and started rubbing her pussy causing her to wake up, roll onto her back, and spread her legs.

After a few minutes of fucking her pussy Sue reached back and grabbed my cock. She then guided it to her ass and began pushing it inside her ass. I took the clue and slowly started sliding my cock into her ass inch by inch until buried balls deep. Sue was whimpering slightly from the feeling and told Becky I was fucking her ass. With that Becky pulled her legs up further and started fingering her own ass with three fingers.

Mike awoke to the three of us fucking. He told Becky it was her turn to have all three of us fuck her and gave her her choice of who fucked what. Becky wanted Mike in her pussy, me in her ass, and Sue's cum filled pussy in her face. We all assumed our positions and began fucking Becky as we had Sue. It didn't take long before we all had an orgasm filling Becky with cum. With Mike and I cumming inside Becky, Sue asked us to move and she took up a sixty-nine position with Becky. The girls were enjoying their lesbian experience and wanted more. Sue ate the cream pie Mike had given Becky swallowing Mike's cum and smearing my cum and Becky's pussy juices all over her face. She then turned around and had Becky lick her face clean.

When each of us was satisfied we sat naked in front of the fire and began talking about how we ended up here. No one felt awkward like I totally expected Sue to be after experiencing her first taste of a woman and being fucked my another man. She and Becky each spoke about how they had fantasized about being with a woman but were afraid to make it known or how to get started. They agreed that when they started kissing in the spa it was fun that quickly turned into a desire.

The girls talked about what each liked about the experience and how easily they connected once they started the passionate kissing, touching, and fucking. Sue confessed she never thought she would allow anyone to fuck her ass with more than a finger or two but couldn't believe how good it felt after the initial shock of Mike, not her husband, sticking his cock into her ass taking her ass virginity. We all laughed and shared how different it was to not only fuck in front of another couple but to fuck another couple.

We all agreed it was pleasurable and vowed to not let this relationship take such a long break like we had before Mike's retirement party. As it neared early afternoon we all decided to shower together, we have a large walk in shower with four shower heads (two in the ceiling and one on each end). Mike and I took turns washing each others wife's body while the girls washed each others hair. Once we were all showered Sue asked Becky to shave her. Becky was surprised at the request but quickly asked for a razor. Mike and I toweled off and watched as Becky shaved Sue's pussy to keep it free of hair then Sue shave Becky. With the shaving done the girls rinsed off and walked out of the shower hand in hand and toward our bedroom.

Sue and Becky laid down on the bed and Sue asked for her special body lotion. I gave her the scented lotion she bought from Victoria's Secrets. Sue first massaged lotion all over Becky letting the occasional finger slip into her pussy. Becky returned the favor when she had finished. Once Becky had Sue rubbed down she began kissing her very lovingly. Not the same lust and passion as the night before but much more sensual. It was incredible watching the two beautiful women kiss and caress each other for several minutes.

When they finished Becky announced that they had to go and asked when we could get together again. Sue said as soon as possible. With that we all dressed, Sue loaning Becky clean clothes, and walked outside to Becky's new car. Sue kissed Mike and Becky passionately before they got into their car. I shook Mike's hand and kissed Becky. They got into the car and drove away as Sue and I stood hand in hand watching them.

We had a few other adventures and Sue and Becky had a few more without us. But again, those are another story.



After-Party Sex



This story isn't so much about plot. If you like stories with a dedicated plot-line that takes a while to build up to the erotic bits, then this probably isn't for you. This is my first story, in over a year, so please bear that in mind. All characters are over the age of 18.

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Background to the story: Me and my partner Rosey have just come home from a party. We're both horny, and we've been teasing each other all night. This story is written to Rosey. It's written so that I don't even know that you guys are 'watching' this as it unfolds.

As we get home and come through my front door we just can't keep our hands off each other. I kiss you passionately, teasing you into kissing me back. I'm running my hands all over your firm body, dragging my nails lightly down your back. I cup the pert cheeks of your ass in my hands as I lift you up. I smile when you wrap your legs around mine as I take you to the sofa, enjoying feeling you in my hands. As I'm carrying you, I begin to kiss you along your neck, teasing the skin until goosebumps appear. I set you down, then kiss you again, teasing the tip of your tongue with mine, before nibbling on your neck again and then moving down to your collar-bone.

As I knead your bum gently in my hands, I flick my tongue against the top of your boobs, tasting the slight tang of your skin and inhaling the smell of your arousal permeating through your skin. As I slide my hands down the backs of your legs, I feel you shiver a little in my hands. Perhaps I grazed an erogenous area? I feel you whimper into my shoulder, enjoying my attentive actions.

As my arousal builds, I strip your top off, take mine off, and steal another light kiss. At least it was supposed to be a light kiss. The soft pressure on my lips has my body aching for you, I want to taste more. As we kiss passionately, I run my hands along your sides, across your back, bringing your body closer to mine. As our bra's touch, I begin to slide my hands lower. As I break the kiss, I once again take your perfect ass in my hands again, and slalom a string of kisses along your neck, nibbling softly here and there. As I pass your throat, I whisper gently against your skin. "I want this so bad." Thus breaking the silence we've held 'til now.

As I slide down your body, I feel your hands on my back, your fingers grazing against the super-sensitive bundles of nerves near my spine, increasing my arousal so fast my head feels like it's spinning and I let out a low moan. I can't sit here in this bra any longer, it has to go. "Would you get the clip please sexy?" 

As I feel the clip pop free, I turn my back to you, teasing you with flashes of side-boob, enjoying your quiet moans as you catch glimpses here and there. As the bra falls to the floor, I slowly turn back around to face you, cupping my boobs with my hands. I smile as you reach out for me, drawing me closer. As you slide your hands up my sides, you get a mischievous look in your eyes. I know it's coming, but I don't care. You know I'm ticklish, and you're using every trick you can to get what you want, and I love it. As I giggle, I can't maintain my composure. I have to slap your hands away, and in doing so, you win. To make things fair, you remove your own bra, wasting no time in joining me in topless-ness. I take in the sight of your curves, relishing the sight of your perfect pierced bee-stings sat so proud upon your gorgeous tits. I start to get really wet, and I can feel my boy shorts developing a wet spot. I want to show you that I'm wet, so I grind my tight little pussy into your thigh, letting you feel what you do to me.

As I'm grinding into your lap, I wrap my arms around your body, mashing my boobs into yours, feeling your nipple piercing on my skin. I giggle, the metal feels a little cold, and tickles more than a little. It feels so erotic. I ask you "Excuse me?" So that I can kneel between your smooth, shapely legs. I bring my head down to your chest, and lap at your nipples, playing with the piercings, taking them into my mouth and sucking gently, before flicking my tongue across your areola. I love hearing my little vixen moan in my ear, feeling your hot breath on my hair. I change nipple, performing the same tender acts to both of your perfect tits, all the while getting more turned-on myself. 

As I tease your nipples with tongue and hand, I breathe deeply through my nose to avoid passing out, catching the faint, yet unmistakable smell of arousal. My heart pounds a steady beat, drumming on my chest fast and hard. 

Yet already I miss the taste of your lips, the passion your tongue inflicts on my willful body. As we kiss, our passions mix, combine then grow. Our tongues dance in their own courtship, a battle of lust. Again I have to breathe deeply through my nose. This time, without your breasts to dull the scent, I get a full smell of your strong, heady scent. It smells like my favourite perfume in the world, my dreamy little vixens arousal. As our tongues fight it out, each trying to gain dominance, to suppress to other and win this fleshy sword fight, we moan together, the sounds melodic and beautiful, steadily building my arousal.

I leave the room for a second, to go and get some of our favourite toys. "I'll be right back. You've got to close your eyes for me gorgeous, and I want you to softly run your hands along your inner-thighs, but you have to promise you won't touch your pussy, no matter how much you want to."

I leave the room to go get Bob, a 6" pink vibrator. We called him Bob because he's our battery operated boyfriend, for use when one of us is away. Harry, a Hitachi Vibrating Wand, named because the word wand reminded you of the Harry Potter movies, and Famore, a 14" double ended dildo - so named because he was far more than either of us could handle by ourselves, not that that stopped us from trying. I take my time, remembering to pick up lube, though I doubt we'll need it.

I come back into the room quietly, watching you caress your soft, sexy legs, listening to your sexy moans. I surprise you when I start slipping you out of your skirt, and after the initial shock, I'm rewarded with an even more dazzling smile, and a moan as my hands brush along your skin. I let you continue to slide your hands up and down your inner thighs. As you do, I run my hands down your outer leg. I take my time running my hands along toned, sinewy muscle, lightly dragging my nails along your sensual curves. As I slide my hands around your sides, I playfully grab your firm pantie-clad ass and knead my fingers softly into the flesh, running my fingers into the cleavage, while I bring your nipples back up to full attention with my tongue, spending a good few minutes on each, especially enjoying playing with the piercings. I love feeling your pushing your chest out, trying to get more pressure on your sensitive tits, but I know that taking this slowly is always worth it.

I take you into my arms again, and as I descend down your sexy, nubile body I begin to leave a trail of delicate kisses. As I approach your panties, I slow down, circling a ring of affection around your navel. Once again my tongue begins the slow march of the penguins, heading down the proverbial southern path. I kiss my way to one of your hips, before leaving a trail of little kisses along your leg until I transit across to your sensitive inner thighs. I run a trail of kisses up one thigh, before backing off to repeat the same on the other, taking longer to do the second set than the first, in order to build even more suspense. I know you love it when I build up slowly, making the anticipation so intense it threatens temporary insanity. You're dying to cum, but I want to make you wait.

As I ascend up your thigh for the second time, I breathe in through my nose again, the scent of your arousal much stronger, much headier. It's almost enough to make a girl cum all on it's own, god is it turning me on; I can't wait any longer. I take the top of your panties in my teeth, and gently pull them down, using my hands to help me. As do, I'm treated to the stunning sight of your gorgeous little pussy. I grind myself into your thigh again as I come up for another make-out session. By now my panties don't have wet-spots, they have dry-patches. I'm so turned on that my juices are running down my leg, and leaving a pool of my nectar on the cushions. As a result of my grinding on your leg, I leave a trail of my girl-cream along your leg, letting you know just how turned on I'm getting turning you on. I whimper my lust as my labia rub along your thigh, but this isn't about me. 

We've been flirting and teasing all night, our fore-play has lasted over an hour, I haven't even touched your pussy and already, you're leaking girl cum down your thighs. It took a lot of self-discipline not to lap it up when I kissed my way up your thighs, but there is no way I'm gonna pass up the opportunity now. As I scoop of your leaking cream from your thighs, leaving a thin trail of saliva, I hear you mean through a giggle, as my tongue tickles you, excites you, you're so close to cumming already that this is going to be a challenge trying to keep you on the edge of an orgasm. Having caught as much of the escaped cum as possible, I flicker my tongue along your inner lips, tasting your fresh arousal as you're paralyzed through a guttural moan, your legs twitching uncontrollably. Keeping you balanced on the edge of an orgasm, I keep you riding a wave of pleasure, before slowly backing off.

Scooping up a layer of your natural lube, I begin to push a finger gently into your tight, dripping pussy. Another guttural moan, a little orgasm and I add another finger. As I slowly pump my wrist, adding the occasional twist of my wrist and crossing my fingers to add extra stimulation, I allow you to have a wave of smaller orgasms, a treat to myself for keeping you on the balance, so highly strung. It also allows you a little respite, though not much. After swallowing the excess juices, and lapping up what I could, I turn my attention to making you truly explode. I coat Bob with your hot cum, and I slowly ease 'him' into your cute little pink pussy, watching as inch after pink inch slides between your slippery folds. I nestle Bob up against your G-spot and gently pump him in and out, joyfully listening to your low moans that turn into a hum as I pick up the pace. 

As I rest Harry against your clit, which has been peeking out waiting for it's turn, I turn them both on at the same time. Thrusting Bob against your G-spot and with Harry pulsing against your beautiful clit, you have a intensely powerful orgasm, your entire body wracked by uncontrollable spasms, and the orgasms continue to chain after that. As you continue to writhe on the sofa, I turn both Bob and Harry onto their highest setting. I watch as you act like I just set you on fire, your body thrashing around uncontrollably, I haven't given you an orgasm that powerful for too long. It's so powerful that when you squirt, it drums against my chest with the same force as my morning shower. As I withdraw Bob from your spasming pussy, you squirt again, uttering another deep, guttural moan, before passing out from nervous overload. I smile, knowing I just gave you an orgasm you'll never forget, at the end of a great night you'll never remember. As you come round, we go for a showers and round two.

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Sorry, LitEroticans, I'm afraid that is for another story another day. The most attentive of you may have noticed Famore, though mentioned, did not feature in this story. That's a teaser for the shower sequel. 

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