2 comments/ 26391 views/ 5 favorites Kate and M By: brokendarkone It was dark, and quiet without her in the room. We'd had a fight and I was now laying alone in the queen size expanse of our bed, thinking about the dumb reason we had fought. I began thinking about how it felt when we had make-up sex though it didn't seem like she was coming back for it or ever. I began to absent mindedly run my hands over my naked body, teasing my nipples thinking of her, and her wicked tongue. My fingers tweaked my beaded nipples. Then they slid down my body to my slowly moistening cunt. I thought about her being there while I began to play with myself my fingers dancing in and out of my body. I smiled and delighted in the sensations I was creating in my body...my fantasy inflaming me. My orgasm came quickly but left me feeling lonely and empty. I fell asleep dreaming of her. It was late when I suddenly felt arms wrapping around me, I almost screamed but recognized the voice that suddenly said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to dance with that other girl. I didn't mean to make you feel like I don't love you because I do." I smiled and rolled over, "I'm sorry too. I over reacted." I cuddled into Kate and she cuddled back. She kissed my forehead and I looked up at her, she kissed my full on the lips. Her tongue was slipping inside my mouth and tasting me. She was still clad in her clothes...her white wife beater and the faded blue jeans she wore that clung to her curves and made me want her every time I saw her in them. I pulled the wife beater off over her head as we continued to kiss and she continued to tease my breast with her fingers pulling and tugging at my nipples making me want more, like her lips on my breast. I pushed her head towards my heaving breast. I was panting she teased me fighting my urgings in order to lick and nibble on my ears, and bottom lip. She was doing the things that drive me crazy. "Am I forgiven," She pants in my ear, "I forgive you." At that moment I was so excited I could only nod. She knew me so well, my Kate. Her mouth licked and nibbled its way towards my breast. I panted knowing what was coming and getting more excited about it. The feeling of her mouth one my breast was amazing. I couldn't believe the excitement that flooded through my body. My cunt flooded as well. I was almost embarrassed by the moisture that was there; embarrassed because she knew me so well and I couldn't hide my excitement. She continued to suck and play with my sensitive nipples. I drug my nails up and down her back, attempting to bring here the same pleasure she brought me. I started with very light pressure slowly increasing it as I continued. I panted and groaned. As I continued to tease her she pressed her hips against my upper thighs, they began to part and she rolled us so I was on my back. She was nestled between my thighs. I struggled to reach between us aiming my questing fingers at the buttons at her jeans. I tugged at the waistband and then the zipper fighting to release her pussy. She laughed at my attempts to reach her sex, she stopped and I whimpered. She stood above me unzipped her pants and slide them down her body along with her boy shorts exposing her sex to me. I arched myself up and reached for her, my fingers teasing her wet sex. I smiled as she worked herself up and down on my fingers for a few moments. She sank to the bed, crushing my breast into hers as she kissed me. I continued to stroke her clit. I removed my hand from her pussy, and fell back onto the bed pulling her with me. We kissed for a while longer before Kate began nibbling and kissing her way down my body. My skin stippled with goosebumps, my stomach quivered as her tongue circled my belly button. I pulled my legs up my calves sliding against her ribs, and she groaned softly against my groin. She wedged her shoulders between my thighs and slowly parted my moist heat with her thumbs. I felt Kate's cooling breath wash over me, and then her scalding tongue brush my sex. I attempted to close my legs and shut out the pleasure was bringing me. I felt her tongue continue to flick and tap against me, as her fingers began to slowly sink inside of me. My back arched and her long arm stretched up my body to hold me in place. My stomach rose rapidly, the anticipation had over excited my body and I nearly exploded after only a few moments. I needed a distraction and begin to try and pull her back up my body to kiss her and slow things down but she resisted, "At least let me taste you," I begged. She twisted around so that I could. I drove my tongue inside of her, swirling around and pulling her essence back into my mouth. She groaned and paused at her ministrations, pressing her sex into my mouth. I wiggled my tongue against her clit, used one hand to pull her closer as the other hand sank two fingers inside of her. I plunged my fingers in and out of her as Kate's fingers sank into me over and over. We teased each other for a while before Kate's thighs began shaking slightly. I began pushing against her clit with my tongue, my fingers driving in and out of her rapidly. She began doing the same, moaning against me as well. My back arched off the mattress nearly dislodging her as I began cumming all over her face, as Kate began gushing over my face. We laid on the bed her on top of me as we began relaxing. She continued to lick and clean me. She rolled off of me, and turned around. "I'm sorry," Kate whispered in my ear, "I was really just going to come in and cuddle with you." "I'm glad you woke me up," I said and cuddled against her. Soon our legs were tangled in amongst each others and we fell quickly asleep. Kate And Marks First Adventure On the way home in the taxi it was clear what was going to take place when they got home. Kate and Mark had been to their local night spot where they danced away the hours and drank to much beer. In the taxi Marks hand was slowly ebbing its way up Kates inner thigh. (She only had on a tight mini skirt with a silky bra top on.) Kate looked up at the taxi driver and was aware that he was watching . Normally Kate would of smacked Marks hand away but after having a few to many beers she was finding herself turned on by the thought of having someone watching them. Kate wriggled as Mark reached her pink lace knickers. He gentle caressed the outside of her knickers making her slightly moist around her cunt. The taxi driver kept looking into his mirror to try to get a clearer view. Mark managed to get one of his long thick fingers inside her knickers. He gently started to flick her clit. He knew she liked this. He took his finger out and sucked at his fingers to make them wet and more able to enter her cunt. Mark turned to face Kate and kissed her slowly on the mouth. In his eyes Kate could see that Mark was asking her for permission to go further. Mark was also aware that the taxi driver was watching them. Kate turned towards Mark and kissed him hard on the mouth and playfully bit his bottom lip. Mark placed his wet fingers inside her knickers and started to stroke her clit more. Gradually he went down further towards her cunt opening, were it was getting wetter. Kate opened her legs wider and touched his hand to guide him into her warm, sweet, wet cunt. His finger went in slowly and Kate whimpered. He moved his finger up and down in a gentle motion. Kate put one of her fingers into her mouth. Mark watched as she started to slowly screw her finger wishing it was his cock instead. She placed her free hand onto his groin and began to rub it. She could feel that his cock was already hard underneath his trousers. Kate managed to undo his trouser zip and put her hand onto his huge throbbing cock (he never wore boxers) Kate grabbed him hard around his bulging cock and started to wank him. At first she was gentle but she soon got speed and was wanking him harder and harder. Mark loved the way she held him, she knew what he liked. Mark was becoming very excited and started to return her kisses on her mouth. Mark took his finger out of Kates cunt and put it into his mouth. He put his hand back down on her cunt and slid two fingers into her wet dripping cunt. Kate gasped as he did this and clenched his cock harder. She started to wank him even harder and faster, he began to moan. The taxi swerved, it was clear that the taxi driver wasn't paying any attention on the road. He looked in his mirror again and Kate smiled back and licked her lips around her mouth. The taxi driver quickly looked away. Mark removed his fingers and placed them in Kates mouth. She loved the taste of her own juices. She sucked his fingers hard but he took them away and put them back into her cunt were he fucked her hard and fast. She was getting so wet that four of his fingers managed to go in her cunt no problem. Kate gasped. She had never felt pleasure like this before. Never would she have dreamt to have let Mark finger her in public let alone in a taxi with someone watching her. She could not wait to get home. She had never felt so horny in her entire life. Mark took his fingers out and let her suck her juices again, but this time he was kissing her mouth at the same time so that they could both taste her juices. Kate let go of Marks cock and bent forward so her head was dangling above his erect cock. She went slowly down opening her mouth wide as she went. Marks cock was so hard. She put the tip of his cock in her mouth and began to lick it and then she flicked the head of his penis with her tongue. Mark gasped. Kate looked into Marks eyes and smiled. She jerked her head around and looked at the driver. He was still watching. Kate put more cock into her mouth and sucked harder. She started to lick the length of his cock and moved to the head of his cock and began to flick it again with her tongue. Mark thrusted his groin into Kates face. Kate gently let go of Marks cock and held it tightly with her hand. Kate moved Marks hand away from her hot wet cunt and started to finger herself. She opened her legs even wider so that the driver could get a better look. She managed to put two fingers inside her cunt. She played with herself then took them out and put them into Marks mouth. He sucked them until the juices had gone. He moaned some more. Kate put her fingers back into her cunt. She took them out of her warm wet cunt and placed them into her welcoming mouth. Mark also joined in and began to kiss Kate full on her lips . Mark was finding this a real turn on, he had always liked to watch Kate play with herself but for her to do this in front of someone else was totally mind blowing. He could not wait to get her home and fuck her hard. The taxi suddenly stopped. "youre home mate" the driver gave them both a wink Hope you enjoyed the story. Please let me know. T.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Kate and Marty I wanted to fuck Marty the first time I saw him. He was lean, tan, and gorgeous. He also knew exactly how good-looking he was, and loved having girls fall all over themselves for him. Of course, that only made me want him more! I didn't care that he was several years younger than me and that we were both married, I wanted him, and I wouldn't take no for an answer. We joked around quite a bit at work, and a lot of it was based on how horny/slutty I was, but I didn't think I was making any progress with him until one time I made a comment about how hot another guy was, and he actually seemed jealous. Of course it could have just been because another guy was getting the attention that Marty wanted, but I took it as the opening that I needed. I started making sexual jokes about Marty, and talking about him taking his shirt off every chance I got. He was very possessive about his cell phone, and I started joking that it was because he had nude pictures of himself on it. One day, out of the blue, he sat down at my desk and asked if I really wanted to see his cell phone. "Sure," I said, "why not?" I scrolled through a few funny pictures that we both laughed at, and then I was shocked to see that he really did have nude pictures! There he was, and there was his big, beautiful cock. It had to be 8 inches long. He was looking away from me, so I wasn't quite sure what my reaction was supposed to be, but all I could think about was how much I wanted to touch it, and taste it. I was too shy to say much to him, because I wasn't sure if he was just stringing me along, so I just made a joke about it. "It's pretty decent, but I can't really tell the size." "What do you mean you can't tell? You can see my hand in the picture!" he said, laughing. "But I don't really know how big your hands are. Put your hand up to mine so I can compare them." He held his hand up so I could put my palm against his. I was surprised to see how large his hands were; I had never noticed before. "I still can't tell though," I said. "You'll have to take another picture with something else held up for scale and show me that, too. Try to have that ready for me tomorrow—I have to go home now." He just laughed and shook his head. I was so turned on by what I had seen that I had to rush home to get myself off. My husband was home, so I locked myself in the bathroom, grabbed my vibrator and starting rubbing it over my swollen clit while I imagined Marty's strong hands squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples. I was so hot that it wasn't long before I was shoving the vibrator into my wet pussy with one hand while I fingered myself with the other, pretending that it was really his long fingers doing the work. I came in no time as I imagined his huge cock sliding in and out of me. I wanted to cry out but I knew I couldn't, so I only whispered his name when I came. The thought of fucking him was so exciting that I kept going until I came again and again. I hardly slept at all that night. I just kept thinking about his big, beautiful cock, and how much I wanted it. I tossed and turned, and I couldn't stop imagining having sex with him in every possible position. I felt like I owed him a picture, so I took a good close-up picture of my tits and sent it to his cell phone the next day. They're not huge, 34C, but they're firm and round, and my nipples are almost always hard. He smiled at the picture, but other than that, had no reaction. I decided it was time to confront him and see if this teasing was going anywhere. My heart was pounding from a combination of adrenaline and lust. I was nervous about asking him, but I had to know. I went into his office and said, "So, I was wondering if we've been flirting lately or if we're still just joking around." He kept looking down at what he was working on, as if he was suddenly shy. "It's nothing, I'm just joking around." "Are you sure?" I asked. Because a guy might show pictures of his dick to another guy as a joke, but I think it's a little different if you show a girl. Like you might have wanted a different kind of reaction." He smiled a little, but covered it with his hand. "What kind of reaction do you think I wanted?" I shrugged. "Maybe you wanted me to tell you exactly what I was thinking about. I don't want to say it out loud, though." I walked around behind his desk and leaned over to speak softly in his ear. "I thought about how I would like to just lick your big, hard cock all up and down, and how much I wanted to fuck you. And it made me so hot that when I got home I had to get myself off, and it wasn't the only time that I've done that while fantasizing about you." I sat down on the edge of his desk, and then reached out to stroke his arm. "So, what do you think?" He finally looked right at me. "I think that I can't mess around with someone at work." I smiled. "Actually, messing around with someone at work is the best way to get away with something, because there's no chance of getting caught somewhere where you're not supposed to be. You are where you're supposed to be—you're at work!" I started unbuttoning my shirt, not giving him any more chance to object. I slipped my shirt off, then reached over to start unbuttoning his. My tits were spilling out over the top of my bra as I leaned over. When I had his shirt open, I ran my hands all over his smooth, muscular chest, then let them travel lower towards the waistband of his pants. He reached out with his other hand and grabbed the back of my neck. His fingers tangled in my blonde hair as he pulled my head towards him to kiss me, roughly, and I felt like an electric charge went through my body. I reached over to undo his pants, and we stood up together. I pulled my lips away from his and started kissing his neck and ear. His hands were all over me, reaching underneath my bra to play with my hard nipples. Every time he pinched them, I felt a jolt of pleasure in my clit. He reached down and pulled up my skirt, and then slid his hand inside my underwear. I gasped and threw my head back as soon as he touched me. He only teased me with his fingers at first, then slid his hand down further and slipped two fingers inside me. I could feel how wet I was, and he was driving me crazy, moving his fingers out and up to my clit, then back in. I was panting and moaning, and I couldn't wait to get him inside me, but I also wanted to suck his gorgeous cock. I pulled away from him and dropped to my knees in front of him. I pulled his pants and underwear down slightly, releasing his huge cock. It was even more amazing now that I was seeing it in real life. I started by licking the head, then ran my tongue down the length of his hard shaft before licking my way back up to the top. It was soon slick and shiny with my saliva. His cock was too big for me to take the whole thing into my mouth, but I took it in as deeply as I could. I moved my tongue all around the head of his cock as I sucked on it, then I started moving my head up and down as much as I could. I put one hand around the base of his cock, and started moving my hand up and down together with my mouth. I ran my other hand up his leg, to his ass, and finally reached up to stroke and tease his balls. After only a couple of minutes of this, he pulled me to my feet, and I stepped out of my skirt and panties and reached up behind myself to unhook my bra. His mouth went to my breasts as he pulled his pants down the rest of the way. He backed me up to the desk and pushed me back onto it. I couldn't wait any longer, and neither could he. He shoved his huge, hard cock into my dripping wet pussy as he held my hips with his long, strong hands. "Oh my god!" I cried out. "Your cock is incredible!" It felt so amazing, I was close to coming already. He was moving slowly, withdrawing his cock almost all the way before plunging it back in, letting me feel every wonderful inch of it. I grabbed his ass as he thrust in and out, urging him to go even deeper. "Fuck me, Marty, fuck me harder!" He did as he was told, moving faster and slamming his cock into me so hard that I had to grab the desk to keep him from pushing me away from the edge of it. I felt myself coming, and I could tell he was close to coming, too. I just couldn't keep myself quiet. "Oh my god, Marty, fuck me, Marty, fuck me!" I repeated it over and over until I felt his hot load shoot inside me. He collapsed into his chair while I lay across his desk panting and trying to catch my breath. After a few minutes, we were able to stand up and put our clothes back on. I gave him a quick kiss, and told him that I had to hurry up and get home. He smiled and said, "Well, have a good night." I smiled back. "You, too. See you tomorrow -- it might be the first day I'll actually look forward to coming to work!" Hopefully this was the first episode of many... Kate & Natalie Chris took on last glance at the bottle of Patron that to be honest he was the only one drinking from. For one reason or another both of the women had been very strict in avoiding the bottle that he'd done a goodly bit of damage too. It wasn't enough that he wouldn't be able to make it home but probably more than he should actually try to make it home on. That wasn't a factor any of them at the moment. Chris was tired of being berated and neither of the women were particularly felt the need to keep him around any long either. "I don't even get a hug? It's really like that?" Chris muttered beneath his breath as he stared at Natalie. She was wearing just a night shirt, one that was almost see through in the hotel light. It didn't quite come down far enough to cover her bits but her crossed legs kept her reasonably modest as she simply stared him down. Other than her cold glare there was no response from her positive or negative, just the stare. It took Chris and extra moment but he took a few steps back glancing for a moment to Kate who only offered a half hearted shrug. Both of the ladies knew what they had promised him and both of them were now taking a perverse pleasure in denying him. It was no less than he deserved acting like they were gift wrapped pussy that he didn't have to woo or anything. He hung his head slightly as he retreated from the hotel room to go home. "Man I was starting to think he was going to stick around all night!" Kate giggled tackling Natalie and covering her face in a quick flutter of kisses. The two tanned beauties rolled around for a few minutes on the giant hotel bed. It was partially making out as their hands greedily explored each other's flesh, a pleasure they had denied themselves far longer than they intended. The other was wrestling to see who would be on top when they moved on. It was Kate who ended up on top, straddling the slightly smaller Natalie and pinning her wrists overhead. "You know he was staring at you." Kate leaned down pulling Natalie's shirt up inch by inch revealing her breasts. "It's cus he could see these delicious tits just taunting him, just out of reach." She whispered. "He could have had them if he wanted them." Natalie purred pushing her chest up invitingly. "He just had to take it." She shook her chest back and forth. "You damn near bit his head off, twice. That's enough about him though. I'm taking what's mine." Kate hissed. Then she stopped using her mouth for talking and decided it was better to wrap her lips around a nipple. Natalie moaned and dug her fingers into the mattress of her hotel room bed trying to sort through the sensations that Kate was sending through her body. It was like a fire licking up against her skin, each feeling was completely unique and erotic in its own right. Each time Kate's tongue darted a new direction Natalie's body danced along after like a marionette. Tiny whimpers and gasps were coaxed from her lips. "God you taste delicious." Kate purred. Her lips were wandering from Natalie's chest down her stomach pausing just beneath her stomach nuzzling her face against the short cut hairs of Natalie's crotch. "It's even better if you kiss me on the lips." Natalie growled her legs easing open and curling her lips into a tawdry grin. She continued spreading her legs until she was nearly doing the splits. Kate didn't need to be told twice. She laid a few more kisses on Natalie's stomach and thighs and then kissed her. It was just like any kiss, she started slow just lips against lips then she gradually got more aggressive. She tugged on Natalie's lips with her own teasing them with her tongue, twisted her head moaned. Her arms wrapped around Natalie's waist digging her fingers into the firm flesh of Natalie's rump pulling pleasure filled moans from her mouth. Kate didn't stop there, like any passionate kiss she couldn't control her tongue for long. Almost of its own accord it pushed forward slithering between Natalie's lips and dancing inside searching for a partner. Natalie squealed as Kate's tongue snaked around inside her one by one pushing every button. Natalie didn't even feel like she was in control of her body as it jerked and twitched to Kate's expert tongue. She fought the urge to clamp her legs down around Kate's skull holding her in place until the she came. Natalie could already feel it happening, her entire body was tensing up, her left leg twitching slightly. "Oh God!" Natalie gasped as her back arced pushing her hips up into the air. Her eyes opened wide trying to keep control of her body. She couldn't keep herself from thrashing around on the bed eventually crossing her legs around Kate's skull holding her perfectly in place while Natalie ground a blinding orgasm out on her tongue. It felt like it was less than a second of blinding white passion but for Kate it lasted a bit longer as Natalie squeezed her head tight then released her and collapsed onto the bed. Kate left her head there between Natalie's thighs using one as a pillow. "That good?" She boasted rather than asked. "Better." Natalie responded and then there was a knock at the door. Kate & Pippa Middleton Fancy a Game This is a sequel to the story "Kate Middleton Needs a Proper Fuck." DISCLAIMER: The following contains extreme subject matter and utter absurdity. If you are looking for something purely erotic, a quick stroke story, or are a member of the British Royal Family, or are easily offended, you might want to move on. Thanks to everyone who read the last installment. Special thanks to Signore Calcio for inspiration. * Infuriated, Kate stormed out of the study and into an adjacent room, slamming the door behind her. Clutching her phone, her hand shaking with rage, she nearly punched the "Pippa" speed dial icon. "Hiya!" Pippa answered with a giggle. "So I guess you couldn't be bothered to tell me William was to be joining us!?" Kate screamed. "Did he really?" Pippa asked, sarcastically, still giggling. "Yes, he did! Why on Earth did you text him!?" "Listen, babes, I knew one of two things would happen. Either he'd go mental, divorce you, and you'd get to go back to partying with me, or he'd be totally randy and jump in, which'd spice up you lots' sex life. It was a win/win situation, really." Kate didn't respond, knowing Pippa was right. What a twisted bitch but evil genius she was, Kate thought. "So which was it?" Pippa asked, slyly. Kate still didn't answer. "He joined in, didn't he?!" "Yes..." Kate murmured. "Hahaha! I knew it! He did the same thing back in Uni when he caught a mate of mine cheating on him. He hasn't changed much over time, I guess. How was it, at least? I hope he didn't prematurely ejaculate and ruin it." "No, actually I sucked him off and he lasted nearly five minutes! It was brilliant! Best sex I ever had with him." "Now was I right or was I right? You two just needed a little nudge in the right direction. What happened afterwords? Was he raging?" "Not at all. Said he had a laugh. Said he's open to more fun like this." "See, babes?! Maybe this'll be a whole new world of fun for you two! You can thank me in a fortnight when we see each other." "In a fortnight? "You forgot already? We're supposed to do that thing at the high school!" "Oh, that's right. Okay..." "Maybe we can go out later that night, too. Have a laugh, like old times. I fancy you buying me a pint after all I've done for your marriage." "You bloody bitch! I'll buy you two!" "See ya then, babes." "Ta, Pips." After her conversation with Pippa and after finally getting some good dick, Kate felt much better. Nice, too, was that she didn't see William for the next few days. It was good to have some time apart from him. Strangely, though, no one told her he'd be away. She wondered if he went on holiday without her. However, when she asked around, none of her servants seemed to know where he was. A couple nights later, she was starting to get worried and was about to call his nan or brother, but then, as she lay in bed, reading the latest "Twilight" book, she heard the door to her bedroom fly open, slamming into the wall with a thud. Prince William emerged from the doorway, reeking of alcohol. One of his eyes was slightly shut and the other was bloodshot. "William, where have you been?" Kate enquired, concerned. "Shut the fuck up, you bloody tart!!!" William shouted at her. He then stumbled into the toilet and flung the door shut. Kate suddenly heard all sorts of crashing and breaking sounds. About a minute or two later he came out, stark naked, holding her dildo. Kate was speechless. "So what's this, love?!!" William yelled. "That's... Oh you know what that is! Why were you in my cupboards?!" Kate yelled back, visibly upset. "Pray tell, what is it exactly that you do with this contraption?" William asked, inspecting the instrument. "I think you well know." Kate shot back, crossing her arms and pouting, concurrently embarrassed and angry. "Why don't you show me!" William commanded. "What?" Kate asked, stunned. "Show me how you use it!" William screamed and threw the dildo at Kate. Kate ducked to her right, averting a direct hit. The dildo landed only inches from her head. "Oh, you want to see, do you?" Kate asked, grabbing hold of the dildo, all of a sudden turned on by William's domineering attitude. "That's right! Show me how you use it, you fucking tart!" "You want me to fuck myself with this dildo for you?" "Yeah, I do! Now go on and fucking do it, you stupid bitch!" Kate had never seen him like this. She'd never even seen him pissed. Usually he only had a glass of wine or two, but he never got pissed or spoke to her in such a way. Initially his invasion of her privacy and name calling had offended her, but now it was making her hot, being degraded in such a way. Kate flashed William a naughty smile, pulled up her white satin nightgown, slipped off her red cotton g-string, and drove the dildo up inside her pussy, slowly. William laughed at first as Kate fucked herself with the dildo but then started getting hard and began stroking at his skinny cock. Seeing William wank, Kate got into it, too, suddenly feeling even more horny and picking up the pace, fucking herself harder and harder with the dildo. "Ahh, you fucking slag! You fucking slag!" William kept muttering as he wanked. "Oww, yeah.." Kate moaned, now really getting into it, gyrating and squirming, her pussy soaking wet. William walked over to Kate, cock in hand. At first she thought he might stick his cock in her mouth like he did a few days before, but instead, he began ejaculating, shooting ribbons of pearly warm love juice all over her face. She'd shagged plenty of blokes but never had anyone come on her face. Posh girls of her stature generally aren't treated in such fashion. But she had to admit to herself, she fancied it. She got off on his hot sticky jizz squirting all on her and she closed her eyes as his spunk ran down her cheeks and suddenly had a massive orgasm herself. After coming, William called her a "fucking tart" again (which seemed to be his new name for her). Then he collapsed into bed, in the opposite direction of Kate, his smelly feet kicking into her pillows, and quickly passed out, snoring loudly. Kate lay back, pulled out the dildo, and left it on the nightstand next to her. She licked his salty cum off her face, slipped her knickers back on, and returned to reading her book, almost as if nothing happened. Although she felt violated and kind of like a whore, she had to admit to herself that she enjoyed it. Next morning Kate awoke to an empty bed. She stretched out her arms, yawned, got up and went over to the loo. The door was almost closed, but not all the way shut. She'd paid no mind, though, not thinking anything was amiss, but upon opening the door she was shocked to see William wearing a pair of her pink slippers and otherwise naked, with her dildo sticking halfway out of his arse, standing over the bathroom sink, masturbating to a picture of his mother, Princess Diana. "Oh my God!!!" Kate shrieked. "Don't you knock, you fucking tart!?" William screamed at her. Kate stepped back slowly, in horror of the scene. William, red faced and unshaven, eyes still bloodshot and crooked like last night, grabbed her left arm and shoved her face first into the wall. She felt him mash the picture he'd been masturbating to against the back of her head and then felt him wrap one of her large hair scrunchies around the picture and over her mouth, both gagging her and holding the picture in place on the back of her head. Kate didn't put up a struggle, but William wrestled her into a half-nelson and hiked up the back of her nightgown. Next thing Kate knew, William's slippery cock snaked up in between her bumcheeks and plowed up into her arsehole. William laughed hysterically and pumped into her arse at breakneck speed, with all the strength his tiny cock could muster, yelling over and over again, "oh mum!" Kate always fancied a rough bumshag but wasn't sure she wanted William shagging her up the arse whilst staring at a picture of his dead mum. Especially not a picture of his dead mum that was tied onto the back of her head. Still though, at least William was taking a sexual interest in her, which made her happy. Kate tried to use her free arm to caress William, to let him know it was okay, but William caught it, twisted it back, and put her into a full nelson. He looked down at his cock sliding into her arse, and smiled at the sight of her light brownish shit all over it. He then closed his eyes, enjoying the tremendously pleasurable sensation of his dick stabbing into Kate's tight, hot arsehole, and imagined that he was somewhere in his favourite castle in Scotland, giving his mum a good shag in the bum. How he'd always fancied her bum, ever since he could remember... "Time for an enema, mum!" William cooed into Kate's ear, before shooting up her arsehole full of spunk. "Erraph!!" Kate mumbled into her gag, enjoying the feeling of his hot cum shooting up into her arse, which was always her favourite part of a bumshag. Letting Kate loose and tearing off his mum's picture from the back of her head, William wiped his dick clean of her shit with her nightgown. Then he grabbed a fistful of Kate's hair and sternly warned her, "Not a word of this to anyone, yeah?!" Kate nodded and tried to smile at him, but William turned his head quickly and muttered, "Now go wash yourself up, you fucking tart!" and pushed her down to the floor and stuck her shit-covered dildo in her mouth. He then hurriedly went back to the sink, brushed his big buckteeth, and skipped out of the loo, singing a Motorhead song. Perhaps this was his way of getting back at her, attacking her like this, Kate thought, struggling up to her feet and sucking on the dildo like a lollipop, enjoying its shitty taste. She figured maybe it was a one time thing. However, that turned out not to be the case. For the next fortnight, she stopped seeing William around the palace. Other than official functions, she'd never see him during the day. She had no idea where he'd go, but he'd always come back home at night, drunk, and had now turned his anal attacks into a nightly ritual. It would always start out the same. He'd kick open the door to their bedroom, call her a "fucking tart" and then proceed to flip her over, slap a picture of his mum on her head, and fuck her up the arse rudely. Every once in a while his bumshaggings even ended with a donkey punch. At first this all bothered Kate a bit, because William treated it as if he were raping her, when in fact, she fancied the rough bumshags (and donkey punches, too). The masochist in her enjoyed the pain and humiliation of it all, although she wasn't sure about the mum pics. Still, she didn't say anything, since he had caught her cheating, and hey, at least he was doing more than his old tired missionary shags. And somehow with sodomy he didn't prematurely ejaculate, so Kate didn't want to complain. Kate did worry, however, that maybe her pussy had gotten loose and that's why he'd no interest in her vagina anymore or that maybe he'd become a poof. Whatever it was, she decided to start doing some vaginal tightening exercises just in case. Especially, too, since she was about to see Pippa. ************************************************** She and Pippa met in the small hours of morning for breakfast. When the servants left the room, Kate told her about what William had been doing. "Sounds like he's possessed by a daemon!" Pippa said, chuckling, whilst sipping her Earl Grey tea. "The bumshags I don't mind. But the mum pics are a tad creepy, don't you think?" Kate asked with one eyebrow raised. "Well, yeah, I guess. But every bloke has his thing. So he wanted to shag his mum? Plenty of blokes do, and if every bloke's mum looked like Di, I'm sure even more would. I don't think it's anything to worry about." "You don't?" "No, babes. Just be glad he's shagging your bum rotten. Now I do think you probably need more than that, though. That lovely pussy of yours must be terribly lonely." "Now that you mention it..." Kate snickered. Kate and Pippa locked eyes. Pippa knew something was up. "What's that look for?" Pippa asked. Kate sprang up from her seat and shut and locked the door to the breakfast room so no one could get in. "I think you owe me something for what you've done to William." "Oh do you? Like what, might I ask?" Kate approached Pippa slowly and seductively. She yanked down and off her knickers and handed them to Pippa, then combed her fingers through Pippa's hair. "Let's be a bit naughty..." Kate whispered. "I fancy being naughty..." Pippa replied. Kate took a seat on Pippa's lap and the two kissed deeply. Pippa really was a brilliant kisser, Kate thought, as their tongues twisted around together in playful circles. Kate then inched up her skirt, stood up, sat on the table and spread her legs apart, revealing her bare, hairy, and pungently musky smelling pussy. "My fanny sure is lonely, sis..." Kate said, in a breathy voice. "I remember how well you tended to it back in Uni..." Pippa smiled, pulled her hair away from her forehead, and commenced to stick her face between Kate's legs and exuberantly licked and sucked at her sister's throbbing clit, whilst at the same time reaching down into her own skirt, under her lace knickers, so she could finger herself. "Ohh..." Kate moaned, her hands full of Pippa's soft hair, as she caressed Pippa's head whilst Pippa's tongue tickled and darted along the entirety of Kate's enlarged, pulsating clitoris. And with each electrical touch of Pippa's tongue, Kate tensed up. With all her vaginal muscles constricting, Kate's body began to feel hot, very hot, like as though it was in flames, and her moans became increasingly louder. She started bucking her pelvis, ground her pussy into Pippa's face, and finally let loose a heavy flowing, squirting orgasm, which Pippa took in the mouth, slurping up and swallowing every bit of 'till the very last drop. "My, my!!! I shoulda remembered you were a squirter!" Pippa laughed and wiped her mouth with the tablecloth. "That one's on the house, babes. Next time you're going down on me." "No worries, Pips. Been far too long since we've done this." "It has. But I reckon it's the first time we've done it without blokes around. Reckon we're turning into lesbians?" "I don't know. You always did seem to fancy practising your kissing with me a wee bit too much..." The two laughed, hugged, and Pippa cupped her hands on Kate's cheeks, brought her face to hers, and the two had a long French kiss. "Mmm, my pussy tastes good..." Kate joked after their lips broke apart. Pippa snickered and nodded in agreement. Then they cleaned themselves up and stepped out to a black Rolls Royce limo, which was waiting to take them to the nearby high school. When they got to the school, the head teacher, a bald, wrinkly, stocky little man, with coke bottle glasses and strong resemblance to the character "Uncle Junior" from the "Sopranos," greeted them with over-zealous handshakes, standing far too close to them for comfort. His breath smelled something rotten and his teeth were decayed and purplish. After making painful small talk with him for a few minutes, the girls were whisked over to a stage, where they made a brief appearance presenting awards to groups of honours students who'd made record marks on their A-Levels. Afterwards, backstage, Pippa whispered to Kate that she had some coke and asked her if she fancied snorting a couple lines before the next boring school thing they had to endure. Kate nodded enthusiastically, and they asked the head teacher where the loo was. The head teacher pointed them in an eastern direction, and they set off, but soon got lost in the large school's labyrinth-like corridors, finally ending up at what looked like a locker room at the top of a stairwell. "Well, I guess this'll due." Pippa said, slightly out of breath after climbing the stairs. "I think these are the gents' locker rooms, though..." Kate said, also slightly wheezing from the stairs. "You're right, it is the gents'. Hmmm, maybe we went the right way after all!" Pippa replied, with a naughty grin. "I don't know..." Kate said, reluctantly. "I know..." Pippa replied, grabbing Kate by the arm and dragging her inside. At first, the girls didn't see anything other than a bunch of closed lockers and a few empty benches. They proceeded to walk into and around the locker room and soon noticed the sound of showers coming from a distance. Following the sound of the running water, they happened upon the shower room, which was just past the lockers and loos. Inside the shower room were five 18 year old athletes, likely wrestlers or members of the row team. All were muscular, with especially developed upper bodies, i.e., bulging pecs, lats, and biceps. All had sculpted legs and glutes, too, and all were very well-endowed. "Hiya boys!" Pippa yelled out to them, in a playful voice. "My sister and I were wondering if you lot could help with something." Both Pippa and Kate were smiling devilishly. The lads looked shocked at first to see two beautiful birds at the entrance of their shower room. One even covered up his large penis with his soapy hands. However, the birds' smiles quickly put the boys at ease. "What is it you need assistance with, love?" Enquired the tallest of the group, a Scandinavian looking, blond haired blue-eyed lad of about 6'5. "My sister and I were wondering which of us has the tighter pussy. Think you lot could help us figure it out?" Pippa asked, taking off her blouse and kicking off her heels. The lads broke into nervous laughter, looking at each other as if they'd just seen aliens land on Earth. "This isn't a put on, is it?" Asked the shortest of the bunch, a muscular Pakistani of about 5'7. "Is this a put on?" Pippa asked Kate, before wrapping her arms around her waist, French-kissing her, and hoisting down her skirt and knickers. Soon enough, the girls completely undressed each other in between kisses, then entered into the steamy hot shower room. Kate got between the tall blond and the Pakistani, kissing the blond whilst the Pakistani stood behind her, rubbing his hard, stubby but thick cock around in her arse crease. Kate bent over, grabbed his stubby cock in her hand and shoved it into her pussy. She used her other hand to stroke at the blond's massive, nearly 10 inch unit, and soon started sucking on the tip of it, whilst the Pakistani clapped at her bum, his head titled back, eyes closed as he shagged her slowly from behind. Pippa had gotten sandwiched between two of the three other lads, all of whom looked like younger versions of David Beckham. The two wasted no time in double penetrating her. One stood behind her and poked his cock in her arse, whilst the other stood in front of her, holding up one of her shapely legs, fucking her pussy. The third one Pippa reached out and wanked. When the bloke fucking Pippa in the pussy came, rather quickly and hard, Pippa screamed out that it was time to play a game and pushed the bloke in back of her out of her arse. The Pakistani then came in Kate, also quite fast and hard, and Kate broke away from him and the blond and walked over to Pippa. "Okay, boys. It's time to play, 'who's got the tighter pussy.'" Pippa said, in a school teacher-ish way. "My sister and I are going to stand against the wall and you three are going to take turns shagging us both. You other two are going to get hard again and shag the one of us you didn't shag before. Then you'll have a vote on who's got the tightest pussy. Fair enough?" The boys speechlessly nodded. "Geez, Pips, we've not done this in ages. The most we did it with back in Uni was three blokes. Think we can handle five?" Kate whispered. Kate & Pippa Middleton Fancy a Game "Well we're going to have to..." Pippa said, as immediately two of the boys rushed up behind the sisters, pushed them up against the wall, under the showers, and began fucking them aggressively. "Remember boys, don't come until you've had us both!" Pippa said between moans, as the blond tore into her with a fury, squeezing her pointy tits and rocking her entire body up and down, throttling her as they fucked. One of the David Beckhams had started fucking Kate hard but slowed down and was doing her softer, which Kate actually fancied. She even turned her head around and kissed him a bit under the running water and the two exchanged smiles and made eye contact. But then, the blond tapped over on his shoulder, signaling him to switch places, probably because he was about to come and didn't want to break the rules of the game. So the two switched, and the blond began fucking Kate forcefully but also slowed down, just like his friend. Kate wondered why this was, why the boys preferred to fuck her slowly. She looked over and saw her sweet lad fucking Pippa like an animal and wondered if that meant that Pippa had the better pussy and if that's why the boys tore at her in the manner they did. Kate didn't spend much time pondering the matter, though, as the blond's gigantic cock plunging into her began to give her vagina muscle spasms, followed by a series of orgasms, which only intensified when she felt him come inside her, shooting his hot jizz far up into the reaches of her uterus. After he finished, before she had a chance to catch her breath, another boy stepped up behind her and started fucking her, also slowly. She noticed the Pakistani switch off with his mate, and he started fucking Pippa wildly, the both of them screaming. Kate figured of all the cocks Pippa'd had that day, his seemed to be her favourite. Kate didn't fancy the bloke shagging her's cock as much as the blond's, but it was okay. Pretty hard to top a 10 inch cock, she thought. However, the bloke was sweet and rubbed her clit with his finger as he shagged her, kissed along her neck, and nibbled at her ears, which Kate really fancied, and soon she had another orgasm. The Pakistani pulled out of Pippa just before coming and shot his load all over her bumcheeks. Afterwards, the bloke who Pippa'd been wanking stepped behind her, turned her around, scooped up her legs and impaled her with his cock, pinning her up against the wall as he had a go at her. Suddenly, to Kate's surprise, she felt a pair of dry, wrinkly hands on her shoulders, smelled a foul odour, and felt a woefully tiny cock enter her pussy, which was now a bit sore. Peering around, she saw the head teacher of the school, the minger bloke with the bad breath and nasty teeth, shagging her. "Ahk!!!" Kate screamed in terror, suddenly feeling nauseous. Pippa looked over, burst into laughter, and then went back to shagging her bloke. Kate closed her eyes and waited for it to be over, and fortunately it soon was, as the bloke shagging Pippa switched places with the head teacher after only a couple minutes. Pippa turned around, closed her eyes, and hung her head in shame as the head teacher began fucking her from behind and Kate pointed and laughed at them. Unfortunately for the girls, according to the rules, any other bloke who walked into the game got to shag both birds, no questions asked, because if one bloke only shagged one bird, it threw off the whole rotation. Though Kate felt icky about the creepy head teacher shagging her, at least he didn't come in her. Pippa received that dubious distinction, giving Kate delicious ammunition for future ridicule. Kate was glad, though, to be shagging the last of the David Beckhams. His cock was probably the smallest of the group, though definitely bigger than the head teacher's, but he worked it well, twisting at a certain angle that drove Kate mad. She felt herself have another couple orgasms as the lad fucked her the way he'd fucked Pippa, face to face, legs up and wrapped around his sculpted back. They kissed and he stuck his finger into her bum, which she loved. After he came, she whispered into his ear that he was her favourite of the group. He told her that she definitely got his vote too. The head teacher had finished quickly, leaving Pippa with a disgraced look on her face as she toweled off and put on her clothes. Kate, the head teacher, and the group all dressed in the locker room and the group conferred for a couple minutes and then came back with a verdict. 5-1 for Kate. Really 6-1 when Kate thought about it, because the guard from a fortnight ago had also preferred her pussy. Pippa looked upset and disappointed but asked who had voted for her. No one spoke, but the head teacher stared at her and shot her a big, goofy rotted teeth smile. Then the head teacher told the girls they needed to return to their activities, that their security guards would soon put the building on alert if they didn't get back, etc. Kate thanked the boys for playing the game and kissed them all on the cheek before leaving, though Pippa didn't, ignoring and walking right by them. Pippa was always a sore loser like that. Truth is, she almost always lost this game to Kate nearly every time they played. The game she did usually beat Kate at was the blowjob game, where they'd suck off a few blokes and the blokes would vote on which one was best. Pippa thought to herself that next time that's the game they'd play. That or she'd try some new pussy tightening exercises, as the ones she'd been doing obviously weren't working. After concluding their school functions, Pippa asked Kate out for a pint and some more fun, but Kate felt tired and her pussy was too sore, so she decided to go back to the palace and retire early that evening. When Kate got home her pussy started to feel so sore that she could hardly walk. She thought to herself that taking six cocks in one go was probably too much. In the future she'd try to limit herself to three or four. William wasn't around, so she took dinner in bed and went to sleep early after watching a rerun of "EastEnders." Kate awoke later that night to the feeling of something wet dripping over her. She'd started to dream she was back in the shower room with those lads, but as she wiped at her face, she realized that it was more than a dream; there really was something wet and it really was spraying on her. Opening her eyes, she saw William, standing next to the bed, his limp little cock drawn. He was pissing on her face. And to William's surprise, Kate suddenly sprang up, opened her mouth, caught his piss with her mouth, gulped it down, moaned, and rubbed his urine all over her face and upper body. When he did stop urinating, Kate yelled out that she fancied more and that she'd always wanted a golden shower. William stood in perplexed silence for a minute, with a befuddled look on his face, then called her a "fucking tart," picked up a lamp from the nightstand next to the bed, smashed it against the wall, shattering it, sang a Motorhead song, headbanged for a minute whilst throwing up devil horns with his fingers, made a meowing cat sound, and then ran out of the room on all fours, after which Kate flapped her arms like wings and made gobbling turkey sounds at him. These random pissing attacks now became William's new favourite thing do to Kate. Instead of shagging her in the bum, he'd sneak into their room at night and give Kate surprise golden showers. He didn't just do it at night, either; often he'd sneak up behind her in various parts of the palace, hiding behind couches, in closets, sometimes even in a chandelier, and he'd jump out or down, floppy little dick drawn like a gun, and he'd start pissing all over Kate. Usually Kate would laugh and shadow his dick with her mouth, trying to drink his piss, though sometimes, just for fun, she'd run away, and he'd chase after her, his tiny pissing cock in hand. Nearly every time he'd attack her like this, he'd sing Motorhead, headbang, make animal sounds and call Kate a "fucking tart," though a couple times all he did was hum "God Save The Queen." Often in return Kate would sing Girls Aloud, Lady Sovereign, or Spice Girls songs at him and do outdated 1990s hip hop dances whilst splashing around gleefully in his piss. However, the random pissing attacks had really started to bother Kate when he'd do them whilst she had company over for tea, especially when William would piss on her friends. William's bizarre behaviour was starting to get on Kate's nerves, so much so that she decided it was time to have a serious chat with him. After asking around, she discovered that he'd been spending his days in one of their country cottages near the Avon River, so one sunny afternoon she took a ride out there, to the rolling green hills of the southwest English countryside, to confront William about his recent antics. She had the key, and when she walked into the large cobblestone cottage, she was shocked to see the place littered with empty liquor bottles, half-eaten pizza boxes, and MILF porn magazines. Beads of sweat instantly formulated all over her as the temperature inside must have been at least 45C. Someone had cranked the heaters up to India in the summer-like levels. In addition to the heat, the smell of the place also take her aback. It reeked like body odour, like nasty hairy French people's armpits, she thought. Wiping sweat from her brows, holding her nose, Kate wandered through the squalor, and found William in the study, sitting behind a computer, wanking to what looked like only text on the screen. "William!" Kate screamed. "You still don't you knock, do you? You fucking tart!" William yelled back at her, only looking at her for a split second before he continued his wanking. "William, I need to talk to you." Kate implored, with a deeply concerned look. "Shut the fuck up!" William said, staring straight at the screen. "William, please... What's going on? Why are you acting like such a yob? Why do you keep mucking me about?" "You really wanna know, you fucking tart?!" William muttered angrily. "Yes, please, I can't go on like this." Kate said, wincing as she stepped over a half-eaten box of curry takeaway being swarmed by flies. "You put that story on the site, didn't you?!" William asked, accusingly, now swiveling around in circles in his chair, occasionally making eye contact with her, his vaseline lathered dick still in hand. "What site?" "You told everyone about my 'small dick,' didn't you?" "William, what the bloody hell are you on about?!" William stopped swiveling and stared straight at her. "Literotica, the sex story website! You don't think I know about that place?! I've been wanking to mum/son incest stories there for years! And I saw the story you posted about our threeway with the guard!" "William, I'm sorry, but I've not heard of such a site! I've no idea what you're on about!" "Then who did? Who wrote it? I know the guard didn't! It must've been you! You're going to pay for this, you fucking tart!" "Listen, you had a right to be mad at me after what I did with the guard. And if somehow you find out about this from someone else, well, Pippa and I tag-teamed five school lads just recently. And we fancied it! Okay? You want to be mad, be mad, but please stop acting so bloody weird!!" "Five school lads, eh?" "Six, in fact, including the head teacher..." William appeared intrigued by her revelation, stroking at his cock a bit harder. "You're going to pay, you fucking tart..." He said with an evil sneer, then turned around back to the computer. "William!" Kate cried out. "Please, let's talk..." "Fuck off back to Berkshire, you commoner cunt!" William screamed, making a hand waving motion. "You're going to fucking pay!" Kate teared up, stepped back slowly, and then ran out of the cottage sobbing and jumped back into her limo. She spent the rest of the day locked in a guest room of the palace, watching the telly, thinking deeply about what she should do. She also worried immensely about what William might do next, since his behaviour had become increasingly erratic. It turned out her worries were not unfounded. That night, Kate slept in that same guestroom, having barricaded its door and making sure to lock the windows. However, William, dressed in an all-black latex S&M suit and red ski-mask with a furry ball on top, somehow managed to crawl in through the chimney, and slipped into the room, on all fours, out of the room's fireplace. He stood up, crept up to the bed, on tippy toes like the Grinch, unzipped the arse flap of his S&M suit, turned around, bent over, and began shouting out the lyrics to "Ace of Spades" by Motorhead. Kate instantly awoke to the sight of his pale, lily white hairy arse hunched over her face. Before she had a chance to make a sound or even shield herself, she heard a horrendously loud farting noise, and only milliseconds afterwards, William let loose a massive burst of diarrhea, which showered down, blanketing Kate's face, head, and hair in what looked like an Indian food dinner gone horribly wrong. Again though, to William's shock, Kate only laughed, started singing the Sugarbabes' "Push the Button" and licked William's excrement off her face and begged for more as he shot a few additional bursts at her, followed by a couple horrific bare arse farts, which, lacking undergarment filtration, smelled like pure death. Kate rolled around in the bed, laughing, spastically kicking around her arms and legs, begging for more, whilst William hopped like a kangaroo in reverse motion, farting and shooting bursts of pebble shits, foul liquids, and diarrhea in Kate's direction. Kate tumbled off the bed, jumped up, reached into her nightgown and pulled out a bloody tampon from her pussy, waved it William like a knife, then shoved it up his arse. William screamed out "oh yeah!" in an American accent and began to run in circles, making animal sounds, and picked the bloody/shitty tampon out of his arse and chased after Kate with it. Kate Kung Fu kicked in William's direction and hissed like a cat and pried open and dove out a window (the room was fortunately only on the first storey) and landed in a large patch of rose bushes, cutting herself in several places on the thorns. Crashing into the roses, she heard William make barking dog sounds out the window before slamming it shut, shattering the glass. Kicking her way out of the rose bushes, she got up to her feet, tore off her nightgown, bra, and knickers, and ran naked across the lawn, mumbling French curse words, her body covered in bleeding cuts, her face dripping with diarrhea, and she dove into the ovular pool in the backyard, feeling as though she was baptised by the chilly water as it rinsed away the excrement she'd been drenched in. A royal cousin staying in the pool house nearby drunkenly stumbled out to the pool and saw her naked, swimming around, splashing her face with water. Not knowing if he was really seeing this or if he'd just had too much Jagermeister, the cousin shrugged his shoulders, scratched his balls, and went back inside. The crescent moon above then became obscured by clouds. Thunder clapped with a ground shaking boom and the sky began to pour monsoon-like rains. Kate, grimacing, crawled out of the pool, like a monster from a 1950s B-movie, and stood with her arms outstretched to the sky and let out a blood curdling shriek. The cool English summer rain cascaded down her face, and she stared in the direction of the palace, her teeth chattering, her heart racing, her entire body shaking deliriously with unbridled rage. TO BE CONTINUED... Kate and Richard It was another one of those days at work—I couldn't keep my mind on business. My mind kept wandering to things I would rather be doing (and to people I would rather be doing!). I was fidgeting in my chair, rubbing my thighs together to try to get comfortable and relieve the throbbing ache between my legs. Suddenly I heard a familiar ring on my cell phone. I smiled and picked it up as fast as I could. "Richard! What a pleasant surprise! I was just thinking about you." Richard was an incredibly attractive married man, about ten years older than me, and very fit and muscular. We had only had sex once before, and had been trying to work out ways to get together again, but not being in the same town was making things difficult. "I'm going to be in the city this afternoon, and I was wondering if you could get out of your office for a bit and meet me for lunch," he said. I was instantly wet at the thought, and I decided to take a bold leap. "Absolutely! But instead of lunch, I have a better idea. If you remember where my office is, there's a Holiday Inn just down the street from me, right before the freeway onramp. Why don't you go ahead and get a room and I'll meet you?" "That sounds like a plan," he said, chuckling. "I can't wait." I laughed. "Oh, me either! Text me the room number when you get there." It felt like about six hours before he got back to me, but in reality it was only about two. "Rm 136. Hurry up!" read the message. I felt myself getting wet again as I pictured him waiting for me. I was so ready for him. My heart was pounding with anticipation when I got to the hotel. I knocked on the door, and when he opened it, I was stunned all over again at how attractive he was and had to take a deep breath. I felt myself blushing. I walked in and took off my jacket, but remained standing near the door, suddenly nervous. "So, I was really glad you called me today. I was so bored, and my boss had me working on this spreadsheet..." My words were cut off when he grabbed me and bent his head to kiss me. My nervousness disappeared as excitement washed over me. He paused long enough to pull his t-shirt over his head, then leaned over and started kissing my neck. I sighed and felt a tingle run down my spine. His hands came up and started unbuttoning the top buttons of my shirt, and I started with the bottom ones. I slipped my shirt off and reached back to unhook my bra all in the same motion. My firm, round tits were rising and falling as my breath quickened, and he started rubbing them with his large, strong hands and pinching my hardened nipples between his thumbs and index fingers. I couldn't wait much longer, so I stripped off my pants and underwear as fast as I could. I reached for him next, slipping the fingers of one hand inside the waistband of his jeans while I unzipped them with the other, and causing him to suck in his breath when my knuckles lightly brushed his stomach. When his pants were unzipped, he pulled them down and stepped out of them, then led me over to the bed, where we lay down facing each other. I drank in the sight of his gorgeous body, and I started out by kissing his neck, then worked my way down to his chest, flicking my tongue over his nipples. He rolled over more onto his back, so I continued kissing my way down his body until I got to his rock hard cock. I licked it all up and down, and then dipped my tongue lower to his balls. Suddenly he reached down and grabbed my arms to pull me up next to him. He pushed me back and moved over me, burying his huge cock in my hot, wet pussy. I gasped when I first felt the fullness inside me. "Oh my god, you feel incredible!" I moaned. I grabbed his taut, delicious ass with both hands as I lifted my hips to match his movements. I could feel every inch of his cock sliding in and out of me, and I was getting close to coming. I started grinding my pelvis against him with every thrust to increase the friction on my clit. Suddenly the orgasm that had been building came exploding out of me. "Oh god, Richard, fuck me...yes, that's it, yes, oh my god, I'm coming!" My back arched and I gripped his back desperately as I came. My body was still quivering when he pulled out, and I was confused for a moment. He wasn't done yet, though; "Turn over," he whispered, "on your knees." I got on all fours as quickly as I could, and he slammed his cock back into my dripping pussy. I was going crazy. "Oh, Richard, fuck me harder, oh yes, that's it, oh my god, yes!" He grabbed my hips to pull me harder against him, and he was pounding me so hard that I couldn't form words anymore—all I could do was let out a little scream with each thrust. His breath quickened, and I could tell he was getting close. His body stiffened and he let out a groan as he came, and I felt his hot come shoot deep inside me. We both collapsed on the bed and tried to catch our breath. I turned to him and smiled. "That was amazing! I think we need to go out to lunch more often!"