0 comments/ 19466 views/ 3 favorites Monday Night By: Fire Storm Monday morning…..Elisa awoke to the sound of the birds chirping outside her bedroom window. Her alarm clock read 10:00am She could remember the dream she was having as she had awoken and it had caused the most intense sensations to run through her body and she awoke sweating. Elisa always slept naked and so, as she lay there staring at the ceiling, seeing not the ceiling itself, but the memory of the dream, she moved a hand down to her moist mound and massaged her clit while trying to remember the facts of the dream. Her arousal was clear, as her finger dipped into the soft folds of her intimate skin, she found herself dripping on the sheet. ‘wow’, she thought….. ‘some dream….’ And she continued rubbing her swollen clit. Not one for instant gratification, Elisa stopped what she was doing and let her body revel in the feeling of being so turned on that she could barely lift herself from the bed. Finally, she headed for the shower and ran the water until it was warm and inviting in contrast to the chill of the morning. Stepping into the shower, she pulled the curtain and picked up the soap that Jess had bought her for her birthday. It was shaped like a dick and was about the same size as her dildo. She thought about the coming hours, when Jess would be arriving home after a long absence. She had missed her so much. Elisa could not wait to fall into Jess’s arms and make love. After weeks without each other it would be wonderful to feel Jess’s hands on her body again and have their legs entwined as the morning rolled toward them after a long night of passion. Elisa felt the water run down her body and trickle away as she stood under the warm shower head. The soap, still in her hand, she began massaging herself between her legs, feeling that intense hotness build up within her again. This feeling was not going to go away so easily. She had spent the last few weeks feeling horny just about every minute in anticipation of Jess’s return and she knew she had to do something about it this morning. ‘Tonight’, she thought, ‘I am going to cum like I have never cum before, at the hands of my love’…. Elisa moved the soap directly to her clit and began rubbing it, firmly. Her knees were turning to jello and she felt her orgasm building. Again, she stopped herself just in time. She wanted to savour every moment of the intensity it created in her. She washed herself all over and turning the shower off, stepped out and reached on to the heated towel rail for her bath robe. She slipped it on and went back into the bedroom to dry her hair. Monday, late afternoon………..Elisa glanced at the clock in anticipation and excitement. It was drawing toward evening and she had spent the day doing her nails, shaving her legs and getting herself ready for Jess. Ready for her love and ready for whatever Jess had planned. She would have some food ready in case Jess wanted to eat when she got home. She prepared a salad for them both and put it in the crisper section of the fridge. A bottle of rosé was chilling on the bottom shelf. Elisa recalled the first time that Jess has kissed her with a mouth full of rosé. The cold of the wine and the warmth of Jess’s tongue as their mouths mingled gave Elisa the sweetest of sensations through her body. Tiny shocks of electricity rolled over her skin and her clit stood to attention along with her nipples. ‘Sweet memories, my Jess’ she thought. Monday evening…………..Elisa decided not to bother dressing. There was no point if she was going to keep her clothes on for only minutes after Jess’s arrival. She slipped a robe on and sat down at the table and had a light supper at around 7 and waited for the phone to ring. No sooner had she finished eating when the ringer on the phone started its familiar tone and she dashed to the bedroom. “Hello?” Said Elisa. “Are you alone?” Said the deep voice, in an almost suggestive manner. She knew it was Jess. She also knew that she had to play long with whatever Jess did. “I am alone, yes.” Elisa replied obediently. “Are you wearing clothes?” asked the voice. “Just my robe” said Elisa, truthfully. “Take it off.” Said the voice and it waited silently, listening to the sound of Elisa removing the towelling robe form her body….. “Done” said Elisa. “Good, my pretty. Now, get into bed, turn off the lights and wait…….oh and one more thing…….don’t touch yourself. You are not to cum until I tell you.” Before Elisa could speak, she heard a click as the phone was hung up. Slightly perturbed by this, she was suddenly flustered. ‘Charming’, she thought….. ‘She couldn’t even say she had missed me’, but as she thought those words, she knew that whatever Jess was planning it would be worth the wait. 9pm Monday night………Still nothing. Elisa watched TV as she laid in bed waiting for Jess. The TV was low, though clearly audible but Elisa was just staring blankly at it. Her eyes started to feel heavy and her body began to relax as she drifted into semi sleep. She drifted deeper as the sound of a chat show bellowed quietly in the background. Presently, she was asleep, dreaming that same dream she had the night before. Jess was there. They were making love. Jess was straddled over Elisa, and there was a double ended dildo joining them……Elisa was getting very seduced by the dream and her sleeping state was aroused rather suddenly by a creaking sound. Elisa opened her eyes in the darkness. As she readjusted her vision to the light of the TV, she saw her bedroom door had been opened. Standing in the doorway was Jess. She was not smiling, but had on her face a sort of satisfied look. Elisa was about to jump up from the bed and throw her arms around Jess, when Jess raised a hand to prevent the motion. Somewhat confused, Elisa played along and sat back down on the bed, facing the door. Jess stared at her nakedness. Her body glistening in the silver blue light of the TV. Slowly, without taking her eyes from Elisa’s, Jess closed the door. Elisa watched as Jess turned back toward her and stared open mouthed at what vision beheld her. Jess was dressed in a long black leather overcoat, black leather jeans, a black sweater and boots with mock stirrups on them. Around her neck was a black woollen scarf. Elisa was breathless. Breathless and very turned on. She would have given anything for Jess to have taken her there and then without another word, but Jess simply stood there. For what seemed like an age Elisa waited for Jess to speak or even move, but Jess just stared. Finally, Jess broke the silence…… “Hello, my pretty” Elisa pondered for a second. Should she just say “Hi, honey, welcome home” or should she be more…..into the role? Finally, lowering her eyes a little, “Good evening, Jess” she said, almost proud of her own self restraint. Jess smiled a very wry smile and raised a forefinger to her lips, indicating to Elisa, that words were no longer appropriate. Elisa obeyed again, without remonstrance. Jess approached the bed and stood directly in front of Elisa, observing her naked frame, lustfully. Jess removed the scarf from around her neck and placed it around Elisa’s. It was cold from the chill of the night and Elisa’s body reacted with goose bumps. This sent a shock straight to her exposed nipples and Jess smiled at the reaction. Elisa watched as her nipples hardened and her looked up into Jess’s face. She could see a longing in her eyes that matched her own. She loved this game and yet, at the same time she wanted it to be over so that they could make sweet love. Still holding the scarf clasped in her hands, Jess tugged it so that Elisa’s body tilted forward and their faces almost met. Elisa closed her eyes, expecting a soft sensuous kiss, but none came……. All she could feel was Jess’s warm breath on her face as Jess continued staring into her. She could feel the subtle mixture of her warmth against the cold night air, that Jess had brought in, as they blended. She opened her eyes a little and saw such an intense look on Jess’s face that she almost gave up the game and grabbed her there and then. Something stopped her, however and she waited for Jess to make her move. Jess suddenly pulled the scarf tighter toward her until their lips met in such a hard kiss that Elisa had to catch her breath. The kiss was firm, passionate and searching. Finally, Jess pulled away and stared again at Elisa’s naked form. She still said nothing, but motioned Elisa to open her legs. Elisa obliged, parting her thighs wide, so that Jess could see her wetness. She slid a hand down to Elisa’s hardened nipple and tweaked it between her thumb and forefinger until she heard her draw a sharp breath and let out a deep sigh. Jess felt Elisa tremble and she moved closer to her, until the intoxicating smell of new leather bewitched Elisa’s nostrils. “You like the leather coat, my sweet?” Asked Jess, after what seemed like an age of silence. Elisa took a deep breath again, inhaling the scent of leather and the scent that was Jess. Jess lowered her hand from Elisa’s nipple and glided it down the front of her lowering still until she reached the wet mound of Elisa. She dipped a finger into the sweet wetness and pushed it inside, deep, lowering her own body as she reached further into her lover’s opening. Jess felt her lovers arms reach out and grab the leather coat sleeves to steady herself and as she did so, Jess withdrew. “You have been very good today, My sweet. You have waited for me.” Elisa’s look of frustration was fodder for Jess. She revelled in the feeling of control over her lover. “You don’t want to cum just yet, my sweet”, whispered Jess, deep into Elisa’s ear……..her warm breath sending chills down Elisa’s spine and right to her wet pussy. Jess looked down at her leather jeans and then stared back up to her lovers eyes. “Take them off”, she commanded and Elisa reached eagerly for the belt buckle and began loosening it. She did this with skill and speed and soon the jeans were undone and Elisa was tugging them down toward Jess’s hips. As she did so, she noticed something inside the jeans that felt like a dick…..a hard dick. Elisa grinned up at Jess, who smiled back. The jeans were tugged to the floor and Elisa was aware that underneath, there was no underwear, just the strap on dildo that Jess wore. Her grin widened and the look of anticipation on her face was hard to hide. Jess regarded Elisa silently and then, “Undress me” she commanded again, to which Elisa quickly began removing Jess’s coat. She laid it over the chair and proceeded to take off Jess’s boots. Then came the sweater, revealing Jess’s small, tanned and well formed breasts. Elisa’s hands reached to roam the stiffened nubs of Jess’s nipples, only to feel hands grab her wrists and pull them away again….. “I said undress me, not touch me” Elisa regained her composure and returned to undressing Jess without another word. When Jess was standing in front of Elisa, naked but for the strap-on dildo, she leant forward and pushed Elisa backward, onto the bed and climbed on top of her, straddling Elisa’s thighs so that the dildo was resting against the top of her pubic hair. Jess watched Elisa lie back and breath in the scent of them both and smile. Jess let her hands wander over Elisa’s silken torso, tweaking each nipple as her fingers passed over the sensitive areas. She leant down and took Elisa’s right nipple into her mouth, sucking hard and deep, circling the nipple with her tongue and biting gently on it. She leant back again after a short time and slipped her knees in between Elisa’s waiting thighs. She regarded Elisa’s moist mound, running her fingers so gently over it that Elisa’s body arched in eagerness. She slipped a finger straight into Elisa’s wet pussy lips and felt it slide all the way up to the hilt, with such ease. She slipped it out again and then replaced it with two fingers, which slid in just as easily. Elisa let out an involuntary groan, deep from within her throat and Jess watched her closely as she eased her fingers in and out of Elisa’s soaked mound in a rhythmical motion. “Do not cum until you are told to,” ordered Jess, quietly. No other words passed between them and Elisa had gone way past the point of caring for the moment. No doubt later would be different and they would lie in each others arms as they slept. However, this was happening now and Elisa wanted nothing more than to feel Jess’s fingers pumping into her, bringing her so close to that bodily explosion of a sweet orgasm. This moment that she had been waiting so many weeks for and she was going to savour every lasting second of her lovers fingers inside her. Jess withdrew her fingers almost the moment Elisa thought that. As though she could read what Elisa was thinking. Her orgasm was so close that she thought she might scream if Jess didn’t let her cum soon, but Jess did not heed Elisa’s cries of frustration as she sat up once again, away from her slightly. Elisa looked on as Jess repositioned herself at her side. Then, with an adept flip, she turn Elisa on to her front. She helped her to her knees until her bare ass was in the air, her face buried in the pillow and her large full breasts swung free below her.. Then, she ran a finger underneath Elisa’s crotch and slid it the length of her hot wet slit. Elisa’s breath caught in her throat again and Jess smiled. Then, Jess embarked upon something she and Elisa had never even talked about, let alone tried. She ran her finger along the length of Elisa’s slit again and carried on all the way up to the crack of her ass…….there, stopping and savouring the feel of her anal opening. Jess’s fingers were still wet from Elisa’s slit and she slid one wet finger straight into her anal passage and felt the tightness as Elisa bucked against her. She thought she might protest, but was surprised that she did nothing but groan to say that she enjoyed the experience. She slid her finger deep into her and then out again and in again, rhythmically. Her other hand reached down and she dipped two fingers into Elisa’s now dripping pussy and then pointed the dildo up to her opening. It slid inside with ease and soon Jess was pumping away at Elisa’s pussy, driving that dildo into her right up to the hilt at the same speed her finger worked on Elisa’s ass. It was a thick dildo, of about 5 inches around and at first she was not sure if Elisa could have taken it, but take it, she did and with relish! Jess smiled a private triumphant smile whilst Elisa had her face buried in the pillow. Soon, as she could feel the onset of Elisa’s orgasm as it built to its breathtaking crescendo…….Jess stopped pumping and took the dildo out. Then, she hovered the tip of it at the opening of Elisa’s sopping pussy once more and teetered it there for a time until she heard her lovers muffled cry of “Please….?” Jess rammed the dildo straight back into her lovers wetness and slid a wet finger straight into her ass hole and probed deeply so she could feel the hardness of the dildo through the thin membrane inside Elisa. She pumped firmly for only a few moments and was then aware of how close she, herself was to cumming. She heard Elisa’s muffled pleas and stopped. “you wish to cum now, My pretty?” whispered Jess. “Yessssss, pleeeease…?” came Elisa’a answer. “Then, cum for me my pretty, Cum for me now!” It took no more than that to free Elisa and she screamed aloud and her cries of passion and her orgasm gushed through her body like a tidal wave of warm water and electricity. Her body bucked and writhed as she rode the wave and Jess let herself cum at that moment, allowing her own orgasm to encompass her body. They writhed and moaned together as they rode the waves until slowly, very slowly, Elisa began to calm as Jess pushed the dildo and her finger further into Elisa’s pulsating body. When the wave had passed over them both, Jess laid on her back as Elisa flopped onto her side, exhausted. They lay silent for a few moments, each recovering their breath and regarding one another silently. Elisa had the most intense feeling as she lay there. She had never known love like this before and this was the most beautiful feeling she had ever known. She stared at Jess, lying naked, save for the strap-on and she leant over to her, placed a gentle kiss on her nipple and whispered, “welcome home, honey” and then took the nipple into her mouth. Jess laid back and whispered “It’s great to be home again, honey.” Then, not forgetting the game said, “You may please me now, My pretty.” To be continued……………… Monday Night This is an excerpt from a longer story I have been working on for some time. This bit in particular is the only sex scene in the story, and thus I have submitted it! Hope you like it. * MONDAY NIGHT Oh My God! Oh my fucking God! I can't believe this. I really can't believe this. I'm positively reeling. This is fucked, absolutely fucked! What the hell did I do in my so-called previous life to deserve this? I want to smash something. I want to smash lots of things. I'd like to start with his face. I must put all this down in ink while I still can, while it's fresh and raw, god is it raw. Perhaps it's cold and pointless to want to capture and preserve these feelings; this bumbling mass of confusion and rage and anger and heartbreak and pain. I feel so humiliated. However, I want to capture this moment forever. Is it...am I wrong to want that? Oh who gives a shit anyway! I have never felt so confused, so used, and betrayed, so sad and so angry in my entire life. I can't believe I've been such a fool. I'm so naive! I loved him so damned much and I now I hate him so damned much. Son of a goddamned bitch! I can't believe I once gave my soul to him. I can't believe that this weekend, I gave myself spiritually, mentally and physically to him all over again, and this is what I get in return? This weekend would never have happened if I had have known. This weekend, Matt and I have done nothing but make love, no, fuck, no make love and fuck since Friday night! When he came back from his bike ride, he came into my room where I was writing. I don't know exactly what happened, or rather why it happened the way it did; maybe it was the heady mixture of thoughts, memories and emotions reawakened with all that writing, thinking, writing, thinking. And I was horny. I had been reminiscing and writing about the so-called 'good old days' when Matt and I were once in love, really deeply-madly-truly sort of in-love. I was mentally reliving memories of all of our beautiful romantic times, holding each other, touching and feeling together. I was remembering the kissing times. I was having sex with Matt in my head, and then committing it to paper so it would never stop feeling so good. Perhaps it was the sight of Matt standing in my doorway right after his bike ride that contributed too? The room was certainly steaming up. Matt loves a good ride - on his bike. He came back all hot and sweaty. His skin-tight bike pants were painted onto his perfect ass, and boldly accentuating his penis, which I couldn't help but notice! He walked in, his chest rising and falling rhythmically as he regained control of his breathing and said with a slight pant, "Hey, what are you doing?" I said hi and told him, "Just writing in my diary." I asked, "How was your ride? Looks like it was a good one, you were gone long enough!" He grinned mischievously, it made me go weak. I think I physically squirmed and I know I blushed. "Why, did you miss me?" he cheekily asked. I laughed and answered, "Maybe" ever so coolly. Suddenly Matt launched himself up and onto the bed; which sent my book flying out of my hands and me into a bouncy giggling heap. He then quickly rolled me onto my back, pinned me down, looked straight into my eyes, and softly but firmly said: "I really want to fuck you." Oh...My...God! At first I just stared at him, wide eyed, mouth agape. Then I burst out laughing. I looked up at the serious look on his face and answered in almost a whisper, "I would really like that." He leant down and kissed me. Not just a little kiss, but a tongue-probing, can't-get-enough-of-you, want-to-crawl-inside-your-mouth, type of pash. It was an eager tongue I felt sliding into my mouth, and I returned the kiss just as passionately. His hands were quick to find their way up under my top, running his hand smoothly, quickly across my belly before he reached for a breast. He squeezed me quite hard and I remember moaning loudly. This was quite unexpected and yet so delightfully welcomed. He spread my legs with his and I pulled him closer to me, arched my back and pushed myself up hard against him. I pushed my whole body into him and felt his huge erection bulging from within his Lycra pants. I writhed hard against him making him moan loudly. He quickly pulled my top up over my head and tugged furiously down at my bra, revealing a hardened nipple. "Oh baby I've missed these" he said and took one into his mouth. I laughed, and asked, "Just those?" He smiled up at me, and said "You too babe, you too" and began to kiss and suck at my semi-naked breasts, kneading them with his hands in a rough and lustful manner. It was happening all so quickly. It was fast, and furious, and we were both so turned on I could feel myself already wanting to come. I was so wet, and I wanted Matt inside me. But it was Matt controlling the situation. From my breasts he moved his lips down my belly, and at the same time, his hands lifted up my skirt and found their way into my pants. His fingers wasted no time finding their way into the deliciously warm, wetness between my thighs, and as he slid a finger into me, we simultaneously moaned. "Oh god, I love how wet you get" he said, then forced my legs wide apart and went down on me. It was utterly brilliant. It was just like I remembered. His tongue found my clitoris and began gently working on it while his hands searched and quickly found my breasts again. He remembered I liked hard play, I liked my nipples to be squeezed and pinched, roughly and crudely. I felt like I was going to come. I didn't want to just yet, I wanted Matt to be closer to me, I wanted him to make love to me, I wanted to look into his eyes and watch him when he came inside me. I stopped him from licking me, god that was hard. It felt so wonderful. I called to him, "Matt?" When he looked up at me, I looked straight into his eyes, "I need you to fuck me!" He stopped instantly, lifted himself back up onto my chest, and I hurriedly tore off his bike shorts. As soon as I had, he slid easily inside me. We both gasped. God I loved his big cock. And I knew he loved sliding it inside me, so hot, so soft, so wet. He fucked me: hard and fast. He pushed into me, and slid back out, then pushed in again and again and again. I needed him deeper, felt like I couldn't get enough of him and cried out for him to, 'Fuck me harder Matt, harder!" He complied. He groaned and fucked and I groaned and fucked him back, both of us filling the room with ecstatic cries of pleasure and our bodies slipping and sliding inside of each other. His thrusting grew rapid and as I lifted my knees up to my chin I could feel and hear his balls slapping against me. He was fucking me so quick I could hardly keep up with his thrusting. Then he looked at me with a face I knew so well, "I'm going to come" he yelled. "Oh god, go on......." I gasped, I knew him coming would make me come too. And as he let out a bellow into the night and came gushing deep inside me, he sent me into an orgasmic quiver the likes of which I had become unaccustomed too for a while. I let out a long and loud scream as I came, and as I felt myself tighten around him, he seemed to come even more. He yelled and groaned as we shuddered and quivered and came together for what seemed an eternity. We lay in each other's arms afterwards for quite sometime. We drifted in to a light sleep, laying there, half naked, and Matt was still inside me. The phone rang and woke us both up. Matt held me to him and asked me not to answer it. He smiled at me, leant down to kiss me and then feeling himself inside me began to harden. It was nice, so erotic, and so pleasurable. We fucked again. No, this time, we made love. It was long and slow, passionate and amazing. Time lost all meaning and I don't know how long it was, but it was just pure, pounding, grinding, lustful, wonderful sex. We only managed two positions; him on top first, and then I rolled him over onto his back so I could straddle him. I can get deeper penetration this way, and especially when I was so turned on. I felt a little crazy, a little abandoned as I sat on top and bounced up and down on him. He loved it. He was holding my hips at one stage to move us up and down together, he moaned a long, deep moan and then looked at me and said, "God your beautiful" This surprised me and I got all mushy and girlie and stopped what I was doing. I lay down onto him and hugged him tight, I felt like crying. God I love you, but I could only think it, I dared not say it. When we finished making love an hour or two later, we decided to take a shower - together. Matt washed me from head to toe. He slid the soap all over my body, sliding it between my thighs and right into my pussy. I stood with my back to him leaning into him and held him around the neck as he kissed at the nape of mine, gently playing with my bosom. My nipples were erect and he squeezed them between his fingers making them red, and even harder. He whispered into my ear, "I want to fuck you again, " and slid a finger inside me. This made me respond in a way I don't think he quite expected. I laughed and spun around, putting an arms length between us, making myself almost unreachable. "Matt! We can't, not again!" I laughed. "Of course we can, " he grinned rather wickedly at me and edged his way toward me. "Come here, " he motioned softly, took me in his arms and kissed me. I turned to putty in his hands as his kisses melted me into his body. His soft lips pushed against mine and I felt a tingle deep in my belly. Suddenly he stopped kissing me and spun me around; my back to him. He pushed me gently against the cool tiles, I then felt the bar of soap slide down my bum. He leaned into me, his stiffened dick rubbing against my back. He whispered in my ear, "I want to fuck you from behind". Oh god, this made me moan again. Does this man know what he is doing to me? I leaned into the wall, enjoying the cold sensation of the tiles against my wet and warm body. He eased my legs apart gently and I felt his hand and the soap glide between my legs again, sliding up and down, rubbing my entire pussy. The water, the cold tiles, his hand, the soap, it felt incredible, but I didn't want this right now. I did want it to happen, I wanted Matt to take me from behind, we had done it many times before, but for some reason, I just didn't want it to happen right then. "Matt" I said softly turning again to face him, his eyes big and brown, questioning me, "I want to, really I do, but not now, maybe later?" He didn't argue. Instead, he smiled gently at me and then took hold of my wrists and placed them above my head and held them there. He leaned into me, his hard naked chest against my soft wet breasts, pushing me back against the tiles and kissed me: long, hard, and passionate. Oh man, I still really did love this guy, and how! The following three days were fairly similar with variations on the theme. We just fucked. We made love a couple of times, but mostly we fucked. We spent the entire night of Friday and into the early hours of Saturday morning screwing. Saturday, about mid-morning, we woke up in the spoon position. I started to get out of bed, but before I could, Matt grabbed me, pulled me back toward him, and took me from behind. Later, we fucked in the shower and Matt licked me dry. At some stage during the day, I left briefly on my own to do some food shopping, and only just managing to walk. I was in a deliciously delirious mood, and went a bit silly with the food shopping spending way too much money on extravagant items. I bought things like strawberries and champagne, expensive cheeses and fresh crisp grapes, a bottle of red wine and two of white, and some candles. I bought rich chocolate and soft juicy peaches, quality coffee; croissants and a big plump ripe mango. I bought everything that could be either eaten, or used before or during our lovemaking. Back at home I was bending over into the fridge putting groceries away when Matt came up behind me and with skilled hands pulled up my dress, pulled my panties slightly aside and slipped himself inside me. I leaned into the shelf, holding onto it with one hand and the side of the fridge with the other. We came together, in 7 minutes. He was insatiable. He was enjoying me, and I loved that he was. Saturday night, after we had finally stopped pouring ourselves into each other long enough to cook and eat some food and drink the champagne, we sat watching a movie on the couch. I realised we hadn't talked much, not about what was going on. Did we need too? This 'situation' was a little different than anything we had experienced before. It was a strange and yet comfortable familiarity. But we weren't boyfriend and girlfriend anymore. We hadn't been in over a year. We had had other partners since then, neither of us serious; at least I didn't think he had. If I wanted dialogue of any kind, I knew I would have to start things rolling, it was usually the way it was with us. Nestling in his warm and familiar chest, I took a big gulp of champagne. I didn't know what to expect really. I had no expectations. I had his name on the tip of my lips, when suddenly anxiety and panic consumed me; I couldn't do it. I couldn't jeopardize this thing, whatever it was, from ending. I didn't want to hear any explanations, excuses, nothing, anything, whatever, I didn't want it. I wanted now. I wanted this. I wanted him. Oh shit. I had to get out of this headspace and quickly into another. In my brilliant fashion of blocking things out, I started to kiss Matt on the arm that was encasing me into him. I turned to face him and kissed up his arm, and into his neck. He closed his eyes and gently let his head fall back into the couch. I put my glass down and straddled him. He grew hard underneath me and I pushed my weight down on him, feeling his hardness against my naked crotch. I squirmed above him rubbing myself into him, gently kissing him on the neck and face, and then his lips. I pulled gently away from him and went down to his erect penis, poking out at me. I lowered my mouth onto him, taking the end of his penis into my mouth. I licked him up and down in long, slippery licks, "Oh my god," he softly said. I sucked on the tip of his penis, licking it, massaging his balls with my other hand and then rubbing his dick in-between my breasts. He liked that and took a breast in each hand, gently and yet firmly pushing them together to rub against himself. I took him back into my mouth and eased myself down onto my knees in front of him. He lay back, smiling, softly moaning, ohhing and ahhing with each lick, each suck, and each long, slow, amorous touch. With my free hand I began to rub myself. Matt opened his eyes, looked down at me and moaned in delight. I could feel him getting harder inside my mouth, and he began to pulsate, he was going to come. Suddenly he stopped me, he took himself out of my mouth and I looked up at him for an answer. He sat there, his eyes closed, his chest heaving as he tried to calm himself. "You okay?" I asked. He smiled and said in a languid tone "Oh yeah babe, I'm fantastic" "Then why did you stop me?" He smiled again, opened his eyes and looked at me, "Because I want this to last a bit longer." I giggled, then added, "Good, because I need to go to the loo!" We both laughed and I took the opportunity to go to the toilet and top up the champagne and as an afterthought went back into the kitchen for strawberries. I stood in the open doorway of the fridge, enjoying the coolness enveloping my warm body. I closed my eyes and stood still, silent, and reflective for a moment. Suddenly, and quite unexpectedly, an image of Brendan popped into my head! Brendan? What was he doing in there? I didn't understand it. And then another image coupled with a disturbing thought entered my mind. What if Brendan and I had even better sex than this? What if we connect on an even deeper level than Matt and I? Could we? Was it possible? God, what was I thinking? Suddenly I felt like I was betraying Matt. Betray? How could I be doing that? We weren't 'together'. We didn't even live in the same state. For that matter, neither did Brendan and I. This sort of thinking was foolish and I quickly resumed my task of getting the strawberries and hurried back into the lounge and over to Matt lying serenely on the couch. We drank all the champagne and ate the strawberries. Then I went down on Matt again, and when he tried to pull me off him this time, I thrust his hands away from me and made him come in my mouth. He came so furiously that hot sperm shot deep down into my throat. When he finished, I kissed him on the mouth and he tasted himself. Saturday night was spent eating, drinking and fucking, mostly fucking though. Sunday was heavenly. Just when I thought we couldn't do anything new, we did. As usual, we awoke in the spoon position. I gently pushed my bum into him, in an attempt to wake him. It worked. Soon Matt was erect and rubbing against me, at the same time cupping my breasts and gently squeezing them. He then rolled onto his back, bringing me up on top of him, on my back. I giggled and remembered he liked me in this position, both of us lying there facing the ceiling. He could wrap his arms around me and fondle my breasts and my pussy, he said "I feel like its me I'm touching," it made sense. Because of the advantage of his extra penis length, he could insert it into me from this position, and he could play with me at the same time. It was heavenly. He rolled me back over onto my side, and things progressed as usual; rubbing, pushing, and kissing, before Matt's hand went down in-between my legs again. He found my wetness inviting and slipped in a finger. I rolled over onto the bed and he began to finger fuck me. He was sliding his finger deep inside and then all the way out of me, sliding it in again and going deeper. "You're glistening" he said to me and eased in a second finger, and then a third. I arched my back and moaned in delight. He was pushing in and out of my pussy when I saw him reach over to the dresser and grab my moisturising cream. It had a push-down applicator, and he squeezed a big dollop of it into his other hand. He proceeded to wipe it all over my pussy, from the start of my public hair, down to my ass. It was cold and felt great. Soon the slurping sloshing sounds, the ease of his hand sliding against my slippery pussy, made me go wild and I let him know. "More" I eagerly whispered to him, and he complied. He applied more cream onto me, and while two fingers were sliding into me, he slowly and carefully slid his thumb from his other hand, into my ass. I cried out in a mixture of pure ecstasy and a little pain. "Oh god Matt. You're going to make me come!" I cried. He then began to lick me. He licked and flicked at my clitoris. Soft, delicate little flicks, up and down, and then around, alternating the pressure. Yes I was going to come, no, no I wasn't, and then yes, oh, oh god yes I was. He felt me begin to shudder, and quite suddenly he stopped everything. I lay on the bed panting, my breasts heaving up and down. I was aching with desire. I started to bring a hand down to finish off his cruel torturous act, but he grabbed both my arms and pinned them behind my head. I laughed. "Let me take you from behind" he smiled at me. I paused, breathing heavily. "Then let me go," I whispered. He released his grip and I rolled over onto my tummy. Matt grabbed my hips and quickly pulled me up onto all fours. He applied more cream to my behind and slowly, carefully eased in a finger, in and out, in and back out. It felt divine. He then grabbed his cock, and placed it on my ass, sliding the head up and down my greasy skin before he found the opening with the tip, and slowly, gently eased himself into me. It hurt and I cried out a little. He stopped but I asked him to stay where he was, so I could get use to it. One of Matt's hands found my pussy and he gently traced around the edge of my hole, attempting to make that sensation override the slight burning feeling I had from his cock jammed slightly in the entrance of my buttocks. Monday Night "Mmmmm, that's good" I confided, and he took it as an invitation to proceed. He pushed a little further inside me, and I cried out again. He pushed further still and the last cry was again a mixture of pain and pleasure. "You okay?" he breathed "Mmmm, yes...I am" He was inside me, I was so aroused, and now I wanted him to fuck me hard in this position. He was slow to begin, pushing gently in and out of me, but he moaned loudly. The sounds coming from his greasy cock sliding in and out of my ass were outrageous. We squelched and mushed and slipped and slid. "God I love seeing my dick inside of you. Your ass is so tight around me. I want to do it hard." It was hurting a bit, but I loved it. The feelings in my entire being were more intense and extremely pleasurable. I felt like I had willingly abandoned myself - my entire self - to him. I had slowly emerged out of the mist of my everyday existence and was lost somewhere in the ether of our lovemaking. I had never felt this way before. I think I finally understood about two bodies becoming one. I was dissolved in his body and in this moment, and nothing else existed in the universe, except us and now. I discovered if I lay down on the bed, it felt better. Matt couldn't be as forceful this way, and infact he felt softer, sliding up and down my back with his chest, and then leaning slightly above me as he pushed in and out of me. His movements soon began to quicken, his thrusting grew faster, harder, and I could feel my pussy tingling. He thrust in and out of me, harder and harder, his moaning growing louder with each push, each slide all the way in, and all the way back out, of his huge and throbbing cock. "OH. GOD. FUCK. ME!" he groaned on each deep penetration into my ass. "Oh god, I'm going to come!" he screamed so loud it frightened me a little. I quickly raised myself off the pillow onto all fours again and pushed hard against him, matching his rhythm. He pounded into me, his balls slapping against me. I fingered myself and touched my clit, although I really didn't need to, because when, with a loud holler he came inside my ass, it sent me over the edge into a frenzied orgasm that had me spilling come onto my hand and dripping onto the sheets. I could feel his hot sperm spurting deep inside me, gushing into me as he quivered and shuddered and came. I felt his warm sticky semen oozing out from my ass and down into my pussy. We had come at the same time, and I still felt like I wanted to come again. Panting, we collapsed onto the bed. We hugged and we kissed. We lay exhausted and quiet, and soon we slept. But mostly we slept, all day. We had fucked ourselves stupid. When we awoke later that afternoon, I felt a little sore and my body ached, I was still weary. Did we run a marathon somewhere in between all that sex that I had forgotten about? I went to the toilet and when I came back, I stood in the doorway watching Matt. He was so beautiful, he really was. I've fallen in love with him all over again. Had I ever really fallen out of love with him? He was, I was sure, the 'soul mate' we never spoke about. Or were these thoughts just the result of the last 3 days of unbridled, lustful, passionate, erotic, mind blowing, body numbing sex? I couldn't tell, yet. His sperm was still dripping down my leg and I could smell him on every inch of my body. I decided we needed to celebrate. It was 3pm and I opened the last bottle of wine. We drank in bed and talked. We talked about what had just transpired between the sheets. We laughed and confided in each other about what we liked best, what turned us on, what we didn't like. There was nothing of the latter. The talk, the wine, the situation, aided our mutual arousal, and we made love again, slowly, tenderly, passionately and for the final time. As we lay in each other's arms that night, thoroughly exhausted, thoroughly fucked, I certainly had no idea that tomorrow, I was about to be completely and severely fucked one last time. I'm so tired. I'm exhausted physically, emotionally and spiritually. Tears are beginning to smudge my words, smudge my thoughts, the paper is wilting. I will have to finish this later. Monday Night Ch. 02 Monday Night Part 2 (Tuesday Night) That car was hot and humid from the days heat. The temperature had reached at least 90 and as the evening drew in it began to cool the air a little. A stiff evening breeze flowed around the car as they drove to the deserted beach house. It was Jess’s private beach house, so there were no chances of interruptions for what she had planned. Elisa was sitting in the passenger seat as Jess drove on. They had been driving for about 15 minutes and the wind was rushing around the convertible as they sped along the highway, headed for Jess’s beach. It was a recent acquisition and one that she had not yet mentioned to Elisa. “Where are we going?” Elisa asked. “Shhh, My pretty……you will find out in time.” Jess replied, patiently and keeping her eyes on the road, she continued at speed. A quiet “Hmph” noise came from Elisa’s lips as sat watching the road ahead. She knew the area well, as it was not far from where she was born, but she could think of no reason to come out this far because there was nothing there! This area was just sand and a few beach houses and an old ship yard which had been abandoned some years earlier. That was way down the beach about 4 miles south of the direction they were heading in. She pondered for a while and then decided to wait it out. She was not going to find anything out from Jess so she laid back in the seat and listened to the music which played on the stereo. Jess watched Elisa out of the corner of her eye, every so often, while continuing to concentrate on the road ahead. She has made sure, beforehand that Elisa was ‘ready’. She made her wear a short skirt, flimsy blouse and no underwear. Elisa would already be wet before they even got started. As an addition, Elisa was also wearing nipple clamps, which made Jess hot and she chuckled to herself. There were only about 6 miles to go, but Jess was eager to get started. She planned something very special for this evening and had gone to a lot of trouble to ensure that everything would be perfect. Elisa started singing to some music and Jess looked across at her, smiling. Jess loved to hear Elisa sing. She had a very pleasant voice. Jess watched her closely as her lips parted to sing the words. That in itself could turn Jess on. There was nothing about Elisa that didn’t turn Jess on! Shortly after, Jess turned the car left and headed down a side road, more toward the beach and away from the old ship yard. Now, Elisa was very confused. ‘Where is she taking us?’ she mused to herself, knowing that asking aloud would not get an answer. Elisa saw a huge house ahead in the distance. Off to the right of the property was what appeared to be a forest. Tall trees crashed up through the flat landscape and reach high toward the sky as the sun dipped lower on the horizon. Within an hour it would be dark. The car turned right again and slipped quietly along a gravel track, tires crunching on the tiny stones. Jess stopped the car and opened the door, getting out and walking around to help Elisa out. “Wait here, My pretty.” Just to be sure Elisa would do as she was told, Jess pulled out a pair of steel cuffs and rapidly attached one to Elisa’s wrist and the other one to the handle of the car door. Elisa watched surprised as the cuffs snapped shut and she was left there as Jess wandered toward the steps of the house. “Oh” said Jess, as she turned around to face Elisa, “you will not touch yourself, anywhere.” Elisa lowered her eyes and replied “Yes Jess, Ma’am”. ‘Damn!’ Thought Elisa. She was so turned on from the nipples clamps and the way the sheer material from her blouse was rubbing against her that she so wanted to touch herself or be touched. She was feeling so very horny. She watched as Jess walked up the steps, took a key from her pocket and opened the door to the beach house. Elisa was intrigued. She looked at the house. It was new. Recently new, anyway and had just been painted. It was a clean white colour with tudor style black gables on the roofing and had two huge doors to the side which looked directly out to the beach. To the right Elisa spotted the forest at the very edge of the property and it looked as though the garden stretched into the forest because she could see a small rocky pathway leading toward it. It was still very light, although the sun was now a quarter hidden behind the horizon line. Elisa saw a soft glow come from one of the windows inside the house. Jess has turned a light on inside. She could see shadows on the far walls as Jess moved about quickly and carefully doing whatever it was she was doing in there. Elisa fiddled with the cuffs as she waited. Humming to herself she stood watching as Jess continued walking and pacing and standing and sitting, but Elisa couldn’t figure out exactly what she was doing inside that house. She was getting frustrated, both from waiting and from feeling turned on by the nipple clamps. She wanted to feel Jess inside her. Her fingers probing her soft wet lips and thrusting two or three inside her “Stop that!” she chastised herself “you’re only making it worse!” Elisa giggled to herself that she was not helping her own situation at all. Presently, she heard a click as the door opened and Jess came out. She had changed clothes and was wearing black leather jeans, black boots and a black buttoned vest. Elisa got just a lot more wet as she watched Jess walk down the steps and out toward her. “Have you been good, My pretty?” “Yes, Jess. I have not touched myself, because You told me not to”. Elisa replied. “Very good. Then you shall be well rewarded.” Jess smiled. Jess moved to undo the cuffs and Elisa rubbed her wrist as it became free. “Do not move, My pretty” Jess instructed. Elisa stood still as Jess proceeded around the back of the car and opened the trunk. She took out a small black bag and slung it over her shoulder and then closed the trunk and went back to where Elisa was standing. “Come My pretty, follow Me” Jess headed off in the direction of the rocky path which lead to the forest. A waved of chilled excitement swept over Elisa and she followed eagerly. Jess held out a hand and Elisa took hers and they walked together into the thick forest, as the light began fading rapidly, the deeper they went. Elisa was feeling highly excited now, both sexually and mentally. She loved the idea of forests and trees and cool night air. She felt like a lamb to the slaughter but knowing and trusting Jess as she did, she knew no harm would befall her. They continued walking for about five minutes until Jess suddenly let go of Elisa’s hand and disappeared into the forest, leaving her alone and frightened. She stood completely still and looked around her, wanting to call for Jess but afraid to open her mouth. A chill swept over her and she felt goose bumps creep across her body, hardening her nipples even more. They felt very tender under those clamps and she almost wished she could remove them and give herself some release from the pain and yet, she liked the feeling of them as they clung desperately to her hardened nipples. Her eyes began to adjust to the different light. It was not totally dark yet but the sun must have moved even lower on the horizon by then and with the forest being so thick there was no real way to tell. Elisa stared out into the darkness, listening cautiously for any tiny movement or sound. Her ears strained to hear something but no sounds came. She began to wonder whether Jess was actually there in the forest still and her mind began to reel at the thought that she might have disappeared and left her there, but for what purpose? Quite, quite suddenly and without sound nor warning, Elisa felt a hood being placed over her head. She went to scream but a hand stuffed a gag into her mouth preventing anything but a muffled cry coming from her. “Do not struggle and you will not be hurt. Nod if you understand” said the voice. Elisa nodded rapidly and felt herself being tugged along another pathway but was being carefully guided by the assailant. They walked together for about half a minute until Elisa was made to stop and felt herself being pushed gently against a tree. Her arms were lifted from her body and she was cuffed at arms length to a lower branch of the tree. Her body raced with excitement, blood rushing through her and coursing harshly through her veins. Her heart thumping a mile a minute, she let herself be tied to the branches as her legs were spread far apart and ankle cuffs held them in place. Her skirt then rode up high above her thighs. Her blindfold was still covering her head and she strained again to hear any noises. It was amazing to her how she could hear so much simply because her eyes were covered. The voice whispered to her “I am going to remove the blindfold and gag now, My pretty. You will not speak unless I address you and if you scream it may be your last. Besides,” chuckled the assailant “no one will hear you. We are miles from reality” Elisa’s eyes slowly began to readjust as the blindfold was lifted from her head. Small objects came into view and she saw, standing before her, her assailant. She wore a Zorro style mask and the black leather vest and jeans. God she looked great in those. The assailant carried a whip. It was a soft leather whip, which looked more like suede. Elisa suddenly felt completely vulnerable and totally at the mercy of Jess. Elisa watched as Jess traced the tips of the whip along her chin, moving slowly down and between her highly sensitive breasts which were still attached with the nipples clamps. The whip moved lower and down to her naval, still travelling and moving even lower. Jess pulled the whip back and cracked it lightly against Elisa’s mounded area, still partially covered by the skirt hem. It did not hurt but caused a wonderous shooting sensation to go through her entire being. The whip barely touched her labia and she shuddered in excitement. Jess swayed it back again and repeated the motion. Elisa bit her lips softly as the whip teased her lips and made her even more wet, if that were possible. She felt a drip run down the inside of her thigh and new that she was wetter that it was possible to be….Jess spotted the glistening cream in the light of the forest. It was totally dark now, except for the light of a very high moon which shone through the tops of the trees, shedding light into the clearing where they stood. Jess moved the whip back again and slapped it a little more firmly against the inside of Elisa’s mound. She shuddered again. “you like this, don’t you, slut?” Jess almost hissed at her. It was not some much a question as a statement, for Jess knew very well what Elisa liked and how she like to be treated. Elisa lowered her eyes. “Answer the question” said Jess. Elisa, still with her eyes lowered said “Yes Jess, Ma’am. I like this.” “How much do you like this, My slut?” Jess enquired “you may speak” “I love this, Jess, Ma’am. I love how You tie me up like this and make Your mark so I know I am Yours, Jess Ma’am. I love how You control me and do things to me as is Your will Ma’am.” Jess smiled in approval. That had been a good answer. She was pleased. Once more, she cracked the whip at Elisa’s crotch teasing more firmly at her mounded area. Elisa felt the whip tickle against her clit which was already so hard it was about to burst. She desperately wanted to cum, but knew that it was completely at Jess’s will. Jess moved closer to Elisa and undoing the buttons of her thin sheer blouse removed one nipple clamp from her left breast. Before the pain could strike, Jess’s mouth had encompassed the nipple and was sucking gently at it, easing the pain but increasing Elisa’s already enflamed desire. Another bead of cream slid gently down the inside of her thigh. She was so very wet and so very turned on! Jess removed the other nipple clamp and repeated the same soft motion, sucking gently at it as Elisa stood, her knees weakening under her. Jess then stepped away and walked over to a small folding table she has placed in the clearing. Upon it were several toys and objects, which Elisa could barely recognise in the near darkness. A soft breeze rustled through the clearing as Jess returned from the table and approached Elisa. She was holding a pair of scissors. Jess kneeling down in front of Elisa and began to cut through her short skirt. Straight up the front of the shirt and through the hem at the top until the material fell to the floor, leaving Elisa completely exposed. Jess then cut entirely through the sleeves of the blouse, stripping it from Elisa’s now naked frame. This made Elisa even more hot and her crotch was aching for release. Again, Jess stood back from her and cracked the whip between her legs. As it made contact with Elisa’s lips, small beads of cream sprayed the area of her thighs and landed on the edges of the whips tails. Jess held it there pushing in between her legs and touching far back and up against her ass cheeks. Teasing and pushing and then bringing it forward again touching against her clit and up to her naval……further up to her breasts, circling them and spiralling her nipples. Further still up to her chin and her lips… “Kiss the whip” Jess demanded as Elisa bowed a little to place a soft kiss on the tails of the whip. Jess then replaced the whip onto the folding table and came back with a large strap on. Jess then proceeded to remove her jeans and attached the dildo to herself. Elisa’s eyes began to shine. A glimmer came into them as she imagined what Jess would do with that huge tool. Jess walked back over to the table and picked up something smaller and brought it over to where Elisa stood, bound to the tree. Jess slipped the object into her vest pocket and reached up to Elisa’s arm, undoing the cuff which held to the branch. She then undid the other one and then her ankle cuffs. Elisa was free to move, but stood quite still. “Come over here” demanded Jess. Elisa obeyed. Jess stopped her in front of a tree stump. “Kneel over it, slut” she hissed. Elisa kneeled down and slumped her body over the tree stump. At four points, two back and two front, she noticed four rings drilled into the stump. She concluded that they must be for cuffs and no sooner had she thought this than she felt a cuff close around her wrist and hooked into the stump ring. She was lying doggie fashion across this tree stump, with her ass and private regions completely exposed to the air. It rushed at her and made her even wetter. Once all four limbs were attached to the rings and Elisa was pinned completely down Jess kneeled behind her. A hand slowly massaged Elisa’s ass cheeks. Then another hand put something cold on the crack of her ass. It was a cream lube and as soon as this was done Jess took the butt plug from her vest pocket and slowly inserted it into Elisa’s ass hole. Elisa gasped with pleasure as she felt the plug push past her sphincter and into the deep crevice of her ass. The plug in place, Jess then began concentrating her effort to Elisa’s soaking wet cunt. “Look at you, slut. All wet and excited.” Elisa made a soft groan as Jess pushed two fingers straight into her soaking channel. Her groans deepened as Jess thrust her fingers slowly and teasingly in an out again. Her groans became growls as Jess thrust harder. Soon, Elisa was making noises like a wild animal and Jess smiled to herself at the response. Knowing that Elisa was about to cum, Jess removed her fingers to the sounds of disappointed grunts. “When do you cum, slut?” Jess demanded. “When You say, Jess Ma’am” replied Elisa, loving every second of being taken this way. Jess lubed up the dildo she wore and brought it to Elisa’s soaking channel. She was open. Wide open to the air, the elements and to Jess’s tool. Jess slipped easily into her and thrust the tool deep. In and out, in and out, slowly and controlled. Elisa was in ecstasy as the thrusting penetrated her innermost regions, throbbing against her g-spot and causing the most wonderful sensations to rush through her. She loved being taken doggie style and this was her idea of a dream vacation! Knowing that she would soon reach her climax, Jess pulled the tool out once more and again to disgruntled moans of her beloved. “Do not complain little slut. You know you love this” Jess thrust the strap on tool as far into Elisa as she could and then removed it completely. It was extremely wet from the inside of Elisa’s body and the lube really has not been at all necessary. Jess reached over to the table and took the whip in her hand again. Standing up, she aimed the whip truly at Elisa’s crotch and cracked it at her soaked pussy. “Open for Me” she hissed and Elisa spread her legs as far as she could do so under her restraints. The whip cracked at her pussy a few more times. She lost count in the end as her body reeled in ecstasy as Jess commanded the whip with control and precision straight to its mark. Elisa’s body was now totally under the control of Jess as Jess played tunes on her like a professional musician would create music on a cello or violin. Every string stroked or plucked to produce the perfect sound and as close as Elisa was to cumming, Jess would control her orgasm expertly until Elisa was about to explode. Jess kneeled behind Elisa again, placing the whip back on the table. Again, she entered her lover using the tool and this time she thrust firm and true and reached parts of Elisa that she never reached before. Her fingers rubbed hard and fast at Elisa’s swollen clit and Jess’s orgasm was close. She timed it to perfection that she was ready to come at the command she was about to give Elisa. “you will cum for Me now, slut. CUM!” she cried as Elisa finally let go and released all the pent up energy her body had been made to hold on to. Elisa cried out low and loud as she reached her powerful and shuddering orgasm. Her groans were not held back as and she screamed her pleasure into the forest and shook as her body trembled all over. Jess came at the same time, releasing herself as Elisa had done and together their animal cries rode out of the forest and into the night air. When Jess had calmed sufficiently to stand, she slowly removed the tool and the plug from Elisa’s throbbing body and then from herself, replacing it back on to the table. She moved around to the other side of the tree stump and unhooked Elisa’s wrists from the rings in the stump. Then, coming back around she undid the rings which cuffed her legs to the stump and helped Elisa stand up. Jess reached over and pulled a blanket from the table and placed it lovingly over Elisa’s shoulders, covering her shivering body. “Thank you, Jess, Ma’am” Elisa whispered, under her breath. “you are welcome, My pretty.” Jess smiled. “Sit, there on the stump while I pack this away” Elisa sat down and waited patiently while Jess placed the tools and objects back into the bag, along with Elisa’s torn clothes. She then folded up the table and tucked it under her arm, throwing the bag over her shoulder. “Come” She whispered and Elisa obediently stood up, waling toward her. “We will go back to the house and bathe” Said Jess. It was a shorter walk back to the house than Elisa remembered. Perhaps the anticipation had made the first walk seem longer. She smiled to herself as they padded along the footpath and back to the beach house. Once inside, Jess went into the bathroom and began to fill the tub. Elisa stood at the door watching her beloved. “Jess, Ma’am?” Elisa said, softly. Jess turned to her, awaiting her response. “Will You want me to bathe You, Ma’am?” Jess seems to ponder for a moment, then said “No, My pretty. We will bathe each other. You have pleased Me greatly today and I wish to reward you.” Jess smiled and kissed Elisa with a deep passion. Elisa responded, leaning her body into Jess’s and revelling in the warm and love they both shared. When the bath tub was ready, Jess took the blanket from Elisa’s body and helped her into the tub. Then, undressing herself, she stepped in beside her. Jess had prepared strawberries and champagne which sat waiting at the edge of the tub. She poured two glasses and handed one to Elisa, who took it and smiled. “Thank You, Jess Ma’am”. Monday Night Flogging For Papa From Sexy Bean Her hands were bound to the headboard. She could hear him walking around the bed, out of her sight. She was naked, ass up on his bed. She heard the swish just a brief moment before she felt the sting of leather across her backside. She winced and he struck again, making her call out. He traced the tails gently across her cheeks and struck her again. And again. She cried out, but she didn't want it to stop. She could feel the wetness dripping from between her legs, down to his crisp, clean sheets. He was taking his time, striping her skin, gently caressing her in between his carefully designed decorations. She couldn't wait for him to fuck her. He was teasing her. He leaned over and whispered into her ear, "You need that pussy filled, don't you?" She moaned her response; he laughed and walked back toward the bottom of the bed. She felt the bed give, knew he was on it. He pushed her thighs as far apart as they would go, her legs now straddling the bed. Then he lifted her up and slid a pillow underneath her, effectively raising her sopping cunt into the air. He rubbed his fingers into her juices, sliding up and down her lips, making her buck her hips. She didn't expect the immediate sting of the leather onto her clit. He hit her...three times in succession...making her scream. And then his fingers were there again. This time he pressed three fingers inside her, stretching her apart. Again, she rose her hips. Again, he slapped her clit with the leather toy. Her pussy was throbbing; he could actually see her quivering and it was driving him mad. He was hard. He loved teasing her like this, loved to see the way she lost control. He took the handle of the flogger, a thick, black leather rod-like handle, and began to saw it gently across her pussy. Her body immediately responded. Her breathing was fast, loud. Her arousal was intense. He wanted her. But he was going to wait. With careful precision, he turned the flogger so the thick end was poised to enter her pussy. He gently teased her opening with it, watching her body clench. She began to whimper, realization dawning on her. He spoke to her, his voice hoarse with need. "How badly do you need to be filled, baby girl?" "I need you," she croaked. He grinned. If she could have seen it she might have been frightened by the evil, devilish look on his face. "That wasn't what I asked. How badly do you need to be filled?" he repeated. She knew what he was asking. She pressed her eyes tightly shut and said, "Fuck me." It was the consent he wanted to hear. She was drenched. Juices were dripping all over her thighs, the bed, the toy. He dipped his fingers into her wetness and sucked the taste of her. Fuck, he wanted to ravage her from every direction. Focus. He snapped back into control. The end of the rod was teasing her opening. Once again, she thrust her ass up, allowing him to access her slick opening. "What a good girl," he thought. Slowly, oh, so slowly, he slid the handle of the flogger into her cunt. It's textured braids massaged her in ways she couldn't comprehend. She threw her head back, her mouth open in an O, as he violated her with the object. He was entranced. He watched the rod disappear inside her and he pulled it out almost all the way, only to thrust it back in again. When she threw back her head, he reacted with a reflex; he grabbed her hair. His primal cravings took over. No longer being gentle, he was on his knees between her thighs, violently fucking her while he pulled her hair. He was almost growling. It was surreal. He was so hard that it hurt. She was out of her mind. He was connecting with her g-spot with every thrust, and the cords of the handle were assaulting her clit. She was going to explode...and began to make animal-like noises. He loved to hear her cum. He fucked her faster and harder. Her body was taut, on the edge of her orgasm. He was making her lose her mind. Suddenly he let go of her hair and plunged his thumb inside her tight asshole. It was the last sensation she could handle. Her body exploded, spasms wracking her from the tips of her toes all the way up to her hair. She screamed, then screamed again, her wrists pulling fruitlessly at the bindings. He needed to be in her. Now. He left the toy buried up to the hilt in her pussy while he tore off his pants. He was back between her legs almost instantly, his fingers toying with her asshole. He pushed her opening with his throbbing cock, unable -- unwilling -- to be gentle with her. He wanted to fuck her. To own her. He slid easily into her opening. The motion pulled her legs back up on to the bed. He put his hands on her hips and pounded into her, deaf to her cries. He reached out for her hair again. Only then, when he pulled her face close to his, did he regain some of his control. He didn't want to cum inside her. He had other plans. He pulled out of her with a pop, making her cry out again. He crawled over to her right arm and loosened the bindings, then over her back to release the her left arm. He turned her over onto her back and straddled her hips, the flogger still inside her. He noticed it as he flipped her and began to fuck her with it again. She bucked and writhed under him. His hands moved to her tits. He roughly pulled and rubbed them, pressing them together. He spit on her cleavage as he moved his cock between her tits. He looked down at her, his cock sliding between her breasts and he remembered why he had brought her here. She was looking up at his face, then at his cock, with unabashed desire. Her hands joined his, pressing her tits together. She looked up at him and said, "I want your cum." He closed his eyes, revelling in the sweet sensation of her skin and moments later, opened them, watching as he crushed his cock between her breasts. God he loved her tits...little fucking slut...he wanted to cum all over her, this dirty little girl he loved to violate....oh, fuck yes...yes, YES. His first stream of cum exploded onto her, making a beautiful pearl necklace, dripping down her neck. Then onto her mouth and chin, leaving trails of semen down her lips, on her neck, her hair, all over her. She was making a humming sound as she licked her lips, her fingers greedily scooping his hot cum into her mouth and swallowing it. She moved her hands to his balls, squeezing him gently and stroking his cock, milking the remaining drops of his seed from him, eagerly leaning forward with her mouth open to taste him. His body was vibrating with his release. He moved his hands up to her face and kissed her, his tongue capturing hers. She loved that he wasn't afraid to taste himself on her. She pushed against him, silently asking if she could get up. He let her up as he stretched out on his stomach next to her. She pulled the toy from her cunt and left it next to him as he collapsed onto the bed. She moved down and positioned herself between his legs. She slid her hands up his thighs, massaging his skin. She began to kiss and lick his thighs. Her hair almost tickled him. He smiled, realizing her intent. Such a sweet, dirty little girl he had in his bed. Slowly she moved her fingers and lips up to his ass cheeks, kissing and nibbling his flesh. She put her hands on his ass and pulled his cheeks apart and began to tease his tight hole with her tongue. Her tongue was flicking, teasing, playing with him. She leaned up for just a moment -- he wondered if she was taking a breath -- and then her tongue was inside him, with two fingers. She began to moan against him as her other hand began to play with his balls. He body began to surge with desire. Her tongue and fingers inside him were intense. He was becoming completely aroused again as she worked deeper inside him. She sat up and she inserted a third finger as she pressed in and out of him, trying to stretch him. She smiled. She was enjoying this almost as much as he was. "Maybe I should spank you," she whispered. She reached for the flogger with her free hand. He got to it first. He was gripping it tightly in his hand while she fingerfucked him. As much as he loved what she was doing, it was time to remind her that he was in charge. He looked over his shoulder at her and commanded, "Come up here." She slowly pulled her fingers out of him and put them in her mouth, sucking on them as she moved over to his side. He rolled onto his back, still holding the toy. "Come here and sit on my face," he said. "I want to taste your pussy." She blushed all over, but did as he asked. She held on to the headboard and moved to straddle him. As she did, he held the flogger up to her face. "Open your mouth," he said. "I want to watch you taste your pussy, too." She sat there perched on his chest and smiled down at him. God, how she loved Monday night. Monday Night Football As a Project Manager for a large construction company, I occasionally accept field assignments to provide on-site management of construction projects for some of our bigger customers. This particular field assignment was for about a three month duration in a fairly small rural town. The plus side was that there was a fairly nice hotel in town. I arrived in town on a Monday afternoon to prepare for a pre-construction meeting with the contractor the next morning. After checking in I spent a couple hours going through and responding to my e-mail. I noticed that it was just about 6:00 P.M. which means “MONDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL”. I quickly log off and jump into the shower. I threw on a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and a pair of flip-flops and head down to the bar. I got there just about 5 minutes before kickoff and grabbed one of the few remaining tables towards the back of the room. For a small town, they sure had a great sports bar at the hotel. There were T.V.’s everywhere so it didn’t matter where you sat, you had a great view of the game. I ordered a beer and settled in to enjoy the game. About midway through the first period, a couple approached my table and asked if I was saving the other seats at my table. I responded that no, I was here alone and invited them to join me. We introduced ourselves and quickly discovered that we had something important in common, all of us where big St. Louis Rams fans. His name was Tom and his wife was Mary. Tom was about my age, 40, and about 6’ tall with a medium build and very tan face and arms. Mary was best described as “drop dead gorgeous”. She was about 5’ 8” tall, with a killer body. Her complexion was perfect and was accentuated by her curly blonde hair. She was wearing a tight fitting white tank top that showed off her hard nipples, and a pair of tight white really short shorts. She too was very tan. I could tell right then that I wasn’t going to be seeing much of the game with her sitting next to me. I got the waitresses attention and ordered us a round of drinks as we discussed football and tried to watch the game. I asked if they lived locally and Tom said that they were from out of state and staying at this hotel. During half time we turned our attentions to getting to know each other a little better. Tom and Mary were both on their second marriages and had only been married for 3 months. During all of this conversation I was having a great deal of difficulty keeping from staring at Mary. Tom noticed my distraction and seemed amused with it. At halftime, Mary excused herself to go to the restroom. I watched her perfect ass sway as she walked away. I told Tom that I don’t know what his first wife was like, but her sure got it right this time. He agreed and threw in that besides her looks, she was an incredible lover. I thanked him for sharing that information with me since I was between girlfriends at the present time. We both got a laugh out of that. After the game was over and the Rams had posted another victory, Mary suggested that we go back to their room and have a couple of drinks to celebrate. Works for me is said. Once we got to their room which happened to be just down the hallway from my room, Tom prepared drinks for all of us. Tom sat in a wingback chair in the sitting area of the room and I sat on the couch. Mary excused herself to go change. This statement got my pulse racing, holy shit, you can almost see her nipples through her tank top, and the outline of the lips of her pussy in her shorts, what the hell was she going to put on? I looked over at Tom and was sitting there grinning and just shrugged his shoulders. Well, I wasn’t disappointed, she came out wearing a white short see through teddy top and a white thonger. She was breathtaking. She had gorgeous breasts with her nipples pushing out the fabric of her top. I could tell that they were naturals and not “bolt ons” by the way they set on her chest. She had a flat tummy, great hips and legs to die for. She had no tan lines and it was obvious that she shaved her pussy. She walked over between Tom and I and spun around and ask us what we thought? I was damn near speechless, and all Tom could do was nod his head in acceptance. I was beginning to wonder where all of this was going when Mary came over to me and grabbed my hands and pulled my off of the couch. She lead me over to the bed and had me sit on the edge. She pulled my t-shirt off of me and then knelt down between my legs. I looked over at Tom to see what his reaction to this was, he just smiled and said “enjoy”. How could I not? Mary pushed me back on the bed and unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them off. “Looks like I am having an effect on you” she said laughing. “How could you not”? She began to rub her hands up and down the inside of my thighs and lowed her head down between my legs and ran her tongue up and down the bottom side of my raging hard on. The first touch of her tongue sent a shockwave through my body. I looked down at her and she was looking up at me with a devilish smile on her face. She lowered herself down even further and began licking and sucking on my balls, but she wasn’t done yet, she kept going down further until her tongue was plunging in and out of my asshole. I was in heaven having this hot lady bring me such pleasure. I almost forgot that her husband was sitting just a few feet away. I opened my eyes to see his reaction and saw that he had gotten undressed and was slowly stroking his dick and seemed to be enjoying the sight of his new bride going down on me. I know I sure was. Mary now moved back up and slid my raging dick into her mouth and ran her tongue around the head of it as she slid it down her throat. God she was good. I reached down and was able to pull her top off and get my hands on those awesome tits of hers. Meanwhile Tom was picking up the pace of the stroking of his dick. Mary could sense the building of my orgasm and lifter her head up and said “not yet honey, I’m not done with you”. With that she stood up and pulled off her thonger and tossed it to me. I caught it and brought it up to my nose to inhale her scent in their soaked crotch. She climbed up on the bed and straddled my chest with her sweet pussy just inched from my face. I took my hands and grabbed her ass and pulled her on top of me and dove my tongue into that sweet pussy of hers. I was taking my time running my tongue from her clit to her asshole and darting my tongue in and out of both holes. She was really getting hot and was rocking back and forth on my tongue. This only lasted a short time until she pushed herself down on my mouth and began fucking my face. I was in heaven. I felt the sensation of my dick being stroked and I knew that I wasn’t Mary because she had a death grip on my head. I was momentarily shocked at the thought that Tom had come over to the bed and was now stroking my raging hardon. That only last a few seconds until he took my dick into his mouth. This was the first time a man had ever touched my dick much less suck it. I figured that if he was sharing this awesome woman with me the least I could do is let him live his fantasy of having his wife face fuck another man while he sucked his dick. I have to admit that he was pretty good, not as good as Mary but he was into his task at hand. Mary was getting close to her orgasm and so was I. Tom took this opportunity to slide a finger up my asshole. That set me over the top and my reaction took Mary to the orgasm that she so wanted. Both of were bucking wildly and our bodies were trembling from the intensity of our orgasms. Mary fell forward and off to the side of me to catch her breath. I looked down at Tom and he was licking the cum off of my dick and looking up at me with a wink. We all got up and grabbed our watered down drinks and took a long sip to help cool off our hot bodies. We all sat on the bed and I broke the silence by saying “ well, you two are sure a surprise”. “Do you do this often”?. Mary responded that the are very much in love with each other but this was a fantasy that they both shared and figured that since they were going to be away from home for awhile, the if the found someone that interested both of them that the would attempt to make it come true. “I must be the luckiest guy on earth that the two of you agreed on me” I went on to tell them that this was a couple of firsts for me, one having the husband watch his wife have her way with me, and having a man suck my dick. I did tell Tom that he was pretty good at what he did. We all got a laugh out of that. Mary said that she wasn’t done yet, that she still wanted my dick inside of her. Tom suggested that he make us all fresh drinks and give me a little time to recover from my last orgasm. We both agreed. While Tom was making drinks I asked Mary if Tom was going to be cumming sometime tonight. She smile and said that she was sure he would went the time was right for him. While we worked on our drinks Mary grabbed my semi-soft dick and started working it back to life. Tom, who was sitting on the other side of Mary started fingering her slit, she reached over with her other hand and began stroking his now rigid cock. She moaned and said how great it was to have two such hard dicks at her disposal. It didn’t take long before we were all ready for the next session. Mary slid up the bed and I took the opportunity to slide up between her legs for another taste of her sweet pussy. Tom moved up to her mouth and she anxiously grabbed his cock and took it deep into her mouth. I was in heaven, she tasted as good as she looked and had one of the wettest pussies that I had ever encountered. I took a finger and slid it into her sopping pussy then moved it down and inserted it into her tight brown hole. As soon as my finger came into contact I could feel her relax her sphincter and let my finger slide deep inside the ass. She started to wiggle her hips so I took it as a sign to add more fingers. I read her right. I could hear her moans between the slurping of Tom’s cock. Moments later Tom exploded into her mouth which set her off. She was bucking wildly and almost screaming “yes, yes, yes, lick my clit, fuck my ass with your fingers” with that she gushed her pussy juices all over my face. As her trembling subsided, I moved up to share her nectar with her. This whole time that we were together this was the first time that our lips had met. As our tongues raced inside of each others mouths, I quickly realized that some of Tom’s cum remained inside of her. At first I wanted to pull back, but then I figured that if he could suck me off, I could at least deal with a little of his residual splooge. Tom once again made another round of drinks. As to two of them recovered from their orgasms, I took the opportunity to get well acquainted with Mary’s perfect tits. In seconds her nipples were rock hard. I licked and sucked and softly nibbled on both of them until my dick was once again rock hard. Mary said that it was time for me to put that “big thing” in her sopping wet pussy. Tom agreed that this is what they wanted for this evening. I move up on the bed and laid on my back. I told Mary that I wanted her on top so I could take in her beauty and sexuality while we fucked. “Works for me” she said. She moved up the bed and swing a leg over me straddling my hard dick. She slowly lowered herself down on it and let out a moan. She began to slide her pussy up and down on my dick and move her hips from side to side and from front to back. She was amazing the control that she had of her pussy muscles. I used one hand to play with her clit and the other to tweak her nipples. Tom, not wanting to be left out, got down between my legs where he could watch his wife impaling herself on my dick. He began licking the base of my cock and down my balls keeping time with Mary’s up and down motions. He then slid fingers up both of our asses. This really got us going. Mary picked up the speed of her pounding on my dick. Tom then pulled out his fingers and replaced the one in Mary’s ass with his cock. Wow, what a sensation it must have been for Mary, having both holes filled with hot cocks. I know it felt awesome to me having the sensation of his dick pumping in and out or her ass with only a thin membrane separating our cocks. This went on for several minutes until Mary said she was ready to cum and wanted us to all cum together. I wasn’t sure we could pull this off but I know that I was close. Mary’s moans became screams of pleasure, she said that on the count of five that she was going to let go. I knew that it would not be a problem for me. Just as she wished, on the count of five all three of us let got in as an intense of an explosion as I have ever had. It was so intense that I got a cramp in my middle toe from having them curled so tight. We all fell into a pile then rolled off each other with Mary in the middle. When we caught our breath, all we could say was “WOW”. I told them “thank you for sharing your fantasy with me, and that I enjoyed every part of it”. They thanked me for making it all come true for them and exceeding their dreams. With that I told them that I was going to have to call it a night because I had to get up and attend a field meeting in the morning. Tom agreed that he had a meeting to go to also. Mary said that she hated for the night to end but her pussy was sore and needed a little rest itself. The next morning I got up early to get a good breakfast in me to attempt to regain my strength from the night before. A smile kept crossing my face while I ate with the memories of last night. I then thought that I did not know if they were going to be in town for awhile or were leaving today. No matter what, I had the memories of last night that would be with me for the rest of my life. I headed out to the jobsite and got there about 15 minutes before the scheduled meeting. I pulled out the drawing and spread them on the hood of my truck. About 5 minutes later a Chevy Suburban pulled up and parked just in front of me. As the door opened to my shock climbed out non other than Tom. We both just stood there and stared at each other for a couple of seconds before we could speak. “Can you believe this”? I said. Tom just started laughing and said he had to call Mary on his cell phone and tell her the great news that their fantasy was going to last at least three more months. He stopped dialing and said, “that is if you are o.k. with it”. I said that it would be wonderful but we had to agree right here and now that we kept our sexual relationship at the hotel and keep it strictly business on the job. He quickly agreed. After our meeting and the review of the drawing package I planned on going back to the hotel to write up some notes and take care of my e-mail. Tom said he was going into town to line up some material and equipment and would see me later that afternoon. As I opened the door to my room, I was surprised to see Mary laying naked on my bed. I said “how did you get in here”? She told me that after Tom called and gave her the news she went to the front desk and requested an adjoining room and then bribed the bellhop to open the door between the rooms with a flashing of her tits. I knew this was going to be the best project of my life, but that story is for another time. Note: This is the very first story I have ever written, I’m sure it shows. I would appreciate your feedback. The authors of Literotica were my inspiration to tell this story. Lakedemon Monday Night Football (This story is just for fun. No deep meaning or relationship issues, just sex) My current girl friend and I had been arguing quite a lot of late, so it was almost with a sigh of relief from both of us when she went on a weeklong business trip. I had no intentions of sitting at home while she was gone. She knew it and I knew she did. I decided to go down to Antoine's for two reasons. First, of course, was the fact that Sandra hadn't been putting out for two weeks now and I was some kinda horny. Sometimes I hate blonde, virginal (hah!) American princesses. But I just can't stay away from them. Second, it was Monday night and the Eagles were playing the Cowboys. Antoine's is a fun place to hang out. Its an overgrown hole-in-the-wall club; with a loud jukebox, a postage stamp dance floor and a couple of battered pool tables. The attractions are the really cold beer and the incredibly mixed crowd that congregates here. We've got gays, lesbians, bi's, transgendereds and straights. Men and women of every shading and appetite come here. Usually there's an unwritten rule that everyone ignores the other people they see here and whatever they're doing. It doesn't always work. I once saw a married couple bump into each other here. He was with some guy and she was with, well, me. By the time they got to screaming at each other about being "cheating, lying, two-timing queers", I decided to fade out of the picture. I might be pretty well built, 6 foot tall and 185 pounds and reasonably strong, but being butch don't mean I'm dumb. Tonight Antoine's was packed. It always is for Monday night football. I did get to the bar without having more than a couple of pushing matches, all of which I won. The bartender slid me a cold one and hollered "On your tab Rizzo." I nodded. Hell, I didn't think it would be free. I popped the cap off against the edge of the bar, took a swallow and looked around. I saw her and fell in love. She was at the far end of the bar but I got a good look as the crowd parted and I headed that way. It wasn't her sexy legs, shown off under a short skirt that drew me. It wasn't the top of her stocking showing she favored black lace, at least in her garter belt. It wasn't the translucent white blouse she had on, although I appreciated that show too. It wasn't even the way she bounced her foot, her high heel dangling from her toes as she did it. What drew me irresistibly to her was the way she pounded her longneck beer on the bar and screamed obscenities at the Dallas quarterback. I wasn't the only one who felt that way. As I headed towards her I crossed paths with Rodney, a longshoreman who's pretty tough for a guy. He glanced at me and we both knew we were after the same woman. "I saw her first, Riz," he snarled at me. "Besides, I can tell she wants a man, not a dyke." I was wounded by Rodney's words. To show him my displeasure I drained my beer while taking two steps and smashed the empty bottle over his head. To my happiness he went down immediately. I had been forced to get hard nosed with him before and was glad to see he was learning to fold without making a fuss. As always happens at Antoine's, when one person uses a little vigor in their arguments everyone has to get into the act. A brawl broke out instantly, which occupied the bouncers who had originally been heading my way. I surged through it with no thought other than to rescue the fair maiden at the bar. She really didn't seem to need too much rescuing. When one struggling couple fell against the bar beside her she simply pulled her beer out of the way. As I arrived though, another brawling pair had blocked her view of the game. She was showing delightful amounts of her legs as she twisted and turned trying to see past them, and I was already imagining them wrapped around me. I reached over her shoulder and jerked the obstructing duo out of the way and sent them reeling across the floor. This action fortunately coincided with the commercial break for the two minute warning. She turned to me and said "Thanks." "You're welcome," I replied. "I hate people getting in the way." Now that I was close I found I needed to revise my estimate of her age. When I had first seen her I thought she was about my age, in her early forties. Now I could see that 50 was probably closer to her correct age. She still was a very attractive woman. She had blue eyes and light brown hair and a figure that was definitely that of an adult full-grown woman. Even if I hadn't been suffering from near terminal lackanookie, I would have wanted her anyway. Keeping on eye on the TV, she stretched her hand to me. "Sally," she said. "Rizzo," I answered. Her hand was soft but with a hint of calluses that indicated to me she worked for a living. "Want a beer?" "Sure, thanks again." The game started again and I wisely decided to stop talking and merely stand close behind her. I could tell she didn't seem to mind this, as she settled comfortably on her stool and leaned back against me. She crossed her legs, once again apparently indifferent to the fact that her skirt had ridden almost all the way up her thighs. I was hoping she was as conscious as I was about the warmth of her back against my breasts. Twice I opened my mouth to see if I could delicately approach the subject of my fucking her brains out. Both times I closed it again, deciding to wait since there was only a few more seconds on the clock. This proved to be wise when suddenly Rodney staggered against the bar in front of her. I was impressed with the hardness of his head. "Hey baby, wanna..." he started. As it turned out his head wasn't hard enough. With a muttered, "Not before halftime, asshole," Sally clunked him on top of the head with her empty beer bottle. He went down just in time for us both to catch the final play. She shrugged her shoulders. "His timing really sucks." Since I was in complete agreement with that statement, I nodded. We each sipped our beers for a moment and then I leaned over to her and whispered the words I knew she wanted to hear. "52 inch rear projection." Her eyes widened and she leaned closer to me. "With surround sound." She looked me over from head to toe and moistened her lips. She brought her mouth to my ear and whispered, "If you've got a 9 inch strapon its a deal." I smiled at her. "How thick you want?" She hopped off her stool, grabbed her purse and from 8 inches below me commanded, "Let's go." We headed for my car. Its an old Chevy. Like this Sally though, it still looked good. I keep it maintained and the paint job shone. I turned the key and the engine rumbled to life. "Sounds nice," She commented to me. "Whatcha got, a small block 350 with custom dual exhausts?" Oh god, she knows cars too. A femme who loves football, can handle herself and can ID what's under the hood. I find like one more thing like those about her and Sandra's crap is gonna be piled in the driveway while I run off with Sally to Ontario and get married. We got to my apartment in record time. I wanted to make sure we had 60 seconds or so to get to know each other before the second half started. To insure I stayed in her good graces, I flipped the set on immediately on getting through the door. "Good driving," Sally complimented me. "We've still got 5, maybe 6 minutes before the second half starts. Lets not waste them." With that she flowed into my arms and wrapped her hands around my neck. I grabbed her ass and lifted her in the air where my mouth met hers. I tell you what, that woman could kiss. Her tongue drove right into my mouth, curling and wiggling. It slid all over my own tongue and then slowly drew back into her own mouth. I swear I could hear it calling to my own, "This way, follow me." With no conscious thought my tongue followed into her mouth, where she proceeded to suck the saliva right off it and make me wonder if she was trying to uproot it. My exploring fingers had discovered one interesting thing about her ass. It wasn't covered in anything besides her skirt. I knew she had a white lace bra on but apparently had decided not to overburden herself below the waist. Another interesting thing about it, once my hands were completely under her skirt and firmly clutching it, was that 50 or not it was still smooth and firm. Once I got her bent over I knew I was going to enjoy fucking it. She guessed my curiosity, or perhaps simply elected to explain the obvious. She pulled her mouth away from mine to tell me "I took them off before the game started. I was bound and determined someone was going to have me before the night was over. If it turned out to be in the ladies room I wanted to be ready." With that she locked her mouth back to mine. Suddenly we were interrupted by the second half kick off. Sally dropped back to the floor and headed for the TV. I followed, wondering if this meant it would be the end of the game before we got started again. I hoped not, after all, I was hotter than the proverbial two dollar pistol. Probably I wasn't going to have to wait. As I followed her I had to carefully step over her blouse, then her bra and finally her skirt. She made a rapid detour through the kitchen reappearing with two beers, already open. How did she do it so fast? She handed me one, raised an eyebrow, and said "Aren't you overdressed and underequiped?" As I stood rooted to the floor, she turned and walked to the couch. To the back of the couch to be precise. Taking a deep guzzle of her beer, she carefully leaned over the back of the couch. My paralysis deepened as all I could see was two stocking clad legs in heels and her nice round ass. She whooped, "C'mon damnit! Ain't got all night." I couldn't tell if she was referring to me or to the Cowboys but thought I better get a move on regardless. I kicked my boots off and rushed to the bedroom. I frantically pulled open drawers until I secured my harness and a promised 9 inch attachment for it. I got my shirt and bra off, and then hopped back out into the living room while trying to get my jeans off and the straps on. Fortunately I had forgone panties also. Nude except for the harness I walked up behind Sally. I slid my hands over her hips and began rubbing big circles over the firm ass cheeks. I felt the muscles under the skin bunch and I grinned. I knew what she was expecting and didn't want to disappoint her. Smack! My right hand rose and fell. SMACK! My left hand followed suit. She moaned and her ass pushed up at me. I gave her a couple more good slaps and figured I had her tenderized. I pressed the head of the strapon against her pussy. I could feel it slide up her, parting her already wet lips. I paused and shook my hips in a circle. As I had expected, the friction of the head of the dildo led to a flood of her juices that coated it. With one strong heave I drove the entire length of the womancock into her. My hands gripped her hips and pulled her back against me until her now slightly pink ass bounced up against me. Sally let out a noise that seemed halfway between a scream of delight and a moan of what-the-hell-did-you-just-do-to-me. Her hands were locked on the couch cushions, her knuckles white. Her face was fixed on the TV although I couldn't tell if she was actually watching the game or not. She was whooping and hollering, but I had already learned that she had a fondness for more than one kind of game. I drew all the way back until just the head remained in her and then thrust home again. Getting a very satisfactory "Gaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwddddd yesssssss" from her confirmed I was doing things right and I settled into a steady rhythm of pounding her hot pussy. She punched her hips back at me with every stroke, showing those legs had muscles as well as damn attractive curves. I was enjoying myself. I do like banging a femme like a screen door in a high wind and she was really helping her own cause with her mingled yells at me and at the Cowboys. I was having such a good time that I missed the signals of her upcoming orgasm. How much internal muscular control Sally had was astoundingly evident when she did come. Her pussy clamped down on the dildo with such force it stopped me in full forward thrust. The end result of that movement was to cram the base inside me and crush my already swollen clit against it and trigger my own coming. I celebrated it by matching her scream with mine and landing another full arm slap to each on her ass cheeks. As soon as her pussy released my cock I staggered to the end table and grabbed my beer. I swallowed the rest of it and managed to make it to the refrigerator and get two more. Returning to the living room I handed one over the back of the couch to her. Her head tipped back and she chugged the whole thing without drawing a breath. Being polite, I waited until she finished before stepping back up to her. As she tossed the empty bottle on the floor, I pulled her cheeks apart and slammed the dripping dildo up her ass. Every other time I've done that to a femme she screams, begs for mercy and cries. Sally belched deeply and yelled "About damn time!" over her shoulder at me. The entire length of the black shaft disappeared inside her and I began to wonder if the woman had any limits at all. Apparently she didn't. Suddenly my cell phone rang from where I had dropped it, keys and other articles on the couch. Without her eyes leaving the screen or her body stopping its rocking against me she grabbed it up and flipped it over her shoulder to me. I was so surprised at her aim I actually caught it. "Hello?" I managed to pant into the phone. "Its me." For the life of me I could not even think who 'me' could possibly be for a few seconds. "Oh, Hi Sandra," I finally managed to respond. "I thought I'd catch you there," she said smugly. I almost looked over my shoulder to see where she was that allowed her to catch me when I heard her go on. "You went to Antoine's didn't you?" Since that was the truth I answered I had. "Oh the game must really be good. I can hear the noise." The noise was in fact Sally yelling loud enough to be heard on the street, "Go damnit go, go damnit go, GO DAMNIT GOOOOOO!" Since the game was on commercial break I was pretty sure this time it concerned only my performance. "Yeah," I managed to reply, my teeth clenched to keep from screaming. "Its something alright." "I'll let you go then. I just wanted to tell you I'm here and I'll be back next week." "Okay, I'll see ya then." I snapped the phone shut and returned to pounding Sally's ass. She had slid back towards me a bit. Looking for a new hold I leaned over her and grabbed her tits. They fit very nicely in my hands and I squeezed them tightly as I fucked us both to glory. This time I came first. This was a very good thing because she came so violently that her bucking hips and grasping hands actually flipped me right over her and onto the couch, still holding her breasts. "Dayum, that was something," Sally commented. She walked, still wearing her heels, to the kitchen and returned with yet another two beers. Plopping down next to me on the couch, she passed one to me, mumbled "Mud in your eye," and leaned against me to watch the game. I managed to feebly untie the straps and stretch out on the couch. Sometime in the fourth quarter I fell asleep. When I woke up the TV was replaying some long ago college game. I was alone, covering in a light blanket and the lights were dimmed. Fumbling for the lamp, my hand brushed a piece of paper. I turned on the lamp and read the note "Hey Rizzo," the note read. "You missed a good finish. Cowboys won in overtime. I'll lock up behind me. I have a cab on the way. This was fun, lets think about doing it again sometime." Amazing. I realized that little middle-aged femme had worn me completely out. That's never happened before. But I sure hope it will happen again. (The End) (Thanks for reading. Feedback is always appreciated. Thank you as always Marian and Dotrice both for comments and suggestions.) Monday Night Football The invite came mere hours earlier, but was welcome just the same. I was headed over to my best friend's house to watch the big game. My fiancée was not feeling good and elected to stay home. I arrived a bit early and was greeted at the door by my friend's wife Kris. Now Kris and I have always had a fun, flirtatious relationship. We probably went a bit farther than most, but such was the level of friendship between everyone in the group it was accepted. The truth is, I have always loved her, have always wanted her. The flirting was more than just fun on my end. She welcomed me at the door with a quick embrace—always too quick, in my estimation, I loved the way she felt pressed against me—and rushed off to busy herself in the kitchen. She was always doing too much for parties and get-togethers; the consummate hostess. I grabbed a Coke and settled down on the couch next to her husband Wade. We talked a bit, mostly about the upcoming season and what we thought our teams chances were. Then the opening kickoff came and we did nothing but watch and cheer. Kris came back into the room with nachos for us and settled on the couch between the two of us. There was an electric charge just from being this close to her, and I took every advantage of "accidently" rubbing up against her as I reached for snacks. If she minded, she never said so. Half time came and went, our team up 17 to 3. By this point in the evening, we watched football glassy-eyed, only half paying attention to the flickering images on the screen. Perhaps it was the score, perhaps the company, but we just sat on the couch together with a thousand yard stare. Kris had her arms up on the couch, around both of us. Suddenly I felt her fingers running through my hair. The sensation was exquisite. I shot a side long glance her way, but she didn't respond, just sat staring at the TV. I heard Wade moan just a bit, so I figured he was getting the treatment too. The dangerous part of my imagination started to run with a fantasy, but I clamped it down quick. No way was THAT going to happen. After about five minutes of her rubbing my neck and fingering my hair, she surprised me by turning my head her way and kissing me. A light brush across the lips first, then with passion and a fire in her eyes that I could not have expected. "Start of the fourth, we're up 30 to 10." Wade said suddenly. "Can't be much more excitement from this one." "On the contrary," Kris said, eying me intently. "This game is just starting." And with that, she began unbuckling my belt and undoing the zipper on my jeans. "Relax." Wade said, seeing my panicked expression. "We talked about this. She wants it. It's cool." With his blessing, I could hardly believe my good luck. I had wanted this for so long too. I leaned back and raised my buttocks off the couch so she could get my pants off. Kris grinned appreciatively at my package, nicely displayed in my white thong bikini briefs. I was quite swollen from her efforts, and bulged obscenely against the soft fabric. Her nails traced the outline of my cock, every vein; every curve was visible through the thong. "I always knew you were huge." She said. "The way you carry yourself, the way your pants fit. God I knew it." "You were looking?" I asked. "All of us girls look. Every chance we get." Her hand had grabbed me and was massaging my cock through the material. Wade had shucked his pants already, and she pulled the material of my thong aside and sat between us, a cock in each hand, stroking contently. "I thought you wanted to taste him?" Wade asked, minutes later. "Oh, I do." "Then let's get you ready." He began to unbutton her shirt, revealing a lacy red bra—matching team colors—that barely contained her assets. All I could do was watch her being stripped and appreciate the view. She slid off the couch, on her knees in front of me. Wade rose, already naked with his cock bobbing before him, and had circled around behind her. His hands were busy unbuttoning her jeans. "God I have wanted this for so long." She said, looking me in the eyes as her hands moved up and down my erection, her husband kneeling behind her. Wade positioned himself just so, and then thrust forward. Her eyes went wide in mine as she took him, took him all the way all at once, but she did not look away. She wanted me to see her ecstasy. Once Wade had a rhythm going, she popped my hard cock into her mouth hungrily. God could she suck. I'd had plenty of blow jobs before, but nothing compared to the feel of her mouth wrapped around me. This was no ordinary suck off either. It was wanton hunger. We continued that way for a long while, then she rose and pulled away from Wade, but beckoned him to follow her. She pushed me back against the couch, then turned away from me and squatted over my cock. She gripped it firmly and guided it inside of her, riding me for all I was worth. Wade crawled forward and put his head in her crotch, and licked her clit as she bounced up and down on my hard on. She shuddered once, twice and moaned low in her throat. I could feel her body tense up as she came, and Wade began to make appreciative noises down below. My fingers fumbled the clasp on her red bra once, twice, then finally—success and they were unleashed. My hands found their way around to her breasts—breasts that I had always fantasized about seeing sometime. Kris' wardrobe had lots of t-shirts that were just a bit too tight, and lots of buttons ups that exposed just a bit too much cleavage. I suspect now she wore most of that for my benefit. She smelled of Victoria's Secret perfume, and our own sweat, as intoxicating a brew as there ever was. She began thumping up and down again, harder and faster this time, screaming at the top of her lungs as I filled her and Wade licked her. Occasionally, I would feel Wades tongue slip off her clit and travel a short bit up or down my cock before she got back in line, and the extra sensations were enough to send me to the edge. Kris seemed to sense the swelling of my cock, for she suddenly stopped. "Oh no, you don't get off that easy." The pun was obviously intended. She commanded Wade to lie on the floor and she mounted him, sliding easily onto his cock. They fucked for a moment together then she shot a glance over her shoulder and looked me in the eye again. There is nothing sexier than to see a woman in the frenzy of pleasure lock eyes with you. The look was beyond seductive. "What are you waiting for?" She asked. For a moment, I didn't understand. Then Wades hands circled around her and grabbed her butt cheeks and spread them open, exposing her pink asshole, as tight as a rosebud on a cold morning. It was all the invite I needed. I rose from the couch and pulled my thong—soaking wet from her orgasm—the rest of the way off, I knelt behind her and began to tongue that rose bud, lubing her up. She quivered again, obviously enjoying the sensations. And to return the favor, I'd catch Wade's cock on the up stroke every so often, licking the full length of his shaft as he fucked her. Once she was wet, I crawled between her legs and slowly, oh so slowly, began to work myself in. Her moaning said it all, then she started to scream "Oh fuck!" like a mantra. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, ohfuckohfuckoh" Her words became unintelligible at that point, just one long syllable of sound as she came again. I held still, allowing her to ride the orgasm out, then plowed forward, burying the rest of my cock deep inside of her. I could feel Wades cock moving in and out of her pussy through the thin membrane between us, sliding up and down my own the length of my shaft in her ass. I caught sight of our reflections in the giant floor to ceiling bay window that dominated one wall of their living room. Colored images from the television washed over our reflections as if someone were flipping channels on a giant set, but kept returning to the same lurid porno. We fucked, the three of us, her body sandwiched between us for what seemed like hours. Wade shouted he was going to cum, which set her off and they climaxed together. The convulsing of virtually every muscle in her body sent me into spasms, and I pumped my load into her just seconds after. As we lay on the floor exhausted, the station started playing the National Anthem, signaling the end of their broadcast day. "Looks like we missed the end of the game." I said. "Did you really miss it?" She asked. "Who won?" Wade asked. "Who cares?" I said. And we laughed. "Who plays next week?" She asked. "I think we do." I said with a wink and grin. Monday Night Football To Readers-this was my first submission. Please comment below and I will try to improve! * I parked my compact rental in the apartment complex, away from other cars under the canopy of a large Oak. It was nearing 7:30 in the evening but Florida Septembers are still brutally warm until the sun is long gone. I had a rental because my car had been stolen a week prior. I was in this apartment complex because it was a third date with a girl I'd met on Match. Neither incident was related but my mind was cluttered with my future. I had come over by her invite and had no expectations. I just needed company after a long week. I am average, maybe slightly higher. Five-foot ten, dark blonde hair comb length and parted on the right. Blue eyes and a summer tan. Running marathons and cycling keeps me slim and high-energy with thick quads and a cut if light upper body. Kim had invited me over for Monday Night Football. She was a Chicago native and her Bears were playing the hated Packers in Favre's last hurrah, maybe. Our previous two dates had been to nice restaurants sizing each other up, building subtle chemistry. The first date ended with a hug in a parking lot. The second date was capped by a kiss, a little tongue, at her apartment door. Tonight, I was bringing a cheap flower bouquet, a bottle of wine and some chips. I don't drink and she was making burgers. I gathered my gifts and walked around a small retention pond dressed fancy for lakefront ambiance and knocked on her door. Kim opened the door as I semi-melted in the heat. She was wearing black pajama pants and a blue Bears Urlacher jersey. "Hey there," she said, grinning as I struggled to present everything to her. "Flowers, that's so sweet. Thank you." "No problem. They were lying by the lake so I swiped them," I said in my dim humor she thankfully understood. Kim was a 6 or 7 on my first impression meeting her. A little short at 5'3 and a little overweight at I'm guessing 140. What attracted me to her profile was long curly red hair and a nice cleavage shot. Shallow, maybe, but she had checked out my photos too. Match.com is great, like shopping on eBay for what you are looking for. Opening the package and being pleased is another matter. Our first date, I was a little taken back by her conservative long, floral print dress. She was on the quiet side but laughed at my observations on the other patrons. When she gave me a hug goodnight, I was 50/50 about making a second date. It was the next day my car was stolen, a headache of police reports and transportation issues and lost personal items. I called her to whine and she was very calming. She suggested dinner and we flirted over pizza. Now back to Monday Night Football. Her apartment was a two-story one bedroom inefficiency to me. Not sure why the floor plan was made that way but you basically went inside and directly up a flight of stairs to her small place. I followed her up the stairs and had my first glimpse of her thick but firm back side. Kim had been training for a month to do a half-marathon with friends. The results were showing and it gave us something to discuss on the first two dates. Secretly, I was pleased to know she may be slimming down a little in the future. "Make yourself at home. The game is coming on in a few and the burgers are ready to cook. Anything to drink?" "Coke is fine," I said as I made a small tour of her living room/den/kitchen area. I removed my shoes and admired her books. "Thanks for the wine, too. I know you don't drink. I may save it for later. Think I'm having beer right now if you don't mind." "Go for it," I said as the game came on and team lineups were announced. Over the course of the first half, we watched the Bears score two touchdowns and control the game. We sat on the sofa as mere sports fans. Kim had two beers and was getting more into the game. Alcohol is great for loosening anyone up. It was during a commercial break in the third quarter that I leaned to my left and kissed Kim on the cheek. It was impulsive. It was play-action. I was recalling the sensuality of our good night kiss on the second date and was making moves for a little more kissing tonight. Kim smiled with the gesture and quickly responded with a kiss to my mouth before I retreated to my end of the sofa. Trying to be a good boy for her game. "That was unexpected," she said warmly as we moved a little closer and the Bears were still leading. "Sorry for the beer breath." Kim was self-conscious of many things and was worried about my comfort in her place. "Oh, no worries," I said. It was actually slightly foul to me but with my body warming up, a slight beer breath was totally tolerable. I gave her right knee a squeeze to reassure her but kept my hand there. "Well, I know it can stink. I may get some mouthwash at the next commercial break," Kim teased. The Packers were coming back late in the third and we were both cheering more enthusiastically. But every commercial break, our flirting became more heated. My hands had shifted to caressing. Holding the back of her head and combing her long red hair. Next break, my left arm was wrapped around her back and my right hand high on her right thigh. My erection growing. We were still sitting on the sofa, restraining ourselves for football but now we were anticipating the commercials more than the game. Early in the fourth after a Packer TD to tie the game and a slight sigh from Kim, the commercial came on. By this time, over 40 minutes of making out, my erection was starting to ache under my jeans. Our kissing by now was full-on necking at each break. This time, I moved my right hand from high on her thigh and placed it high between her legs. To my surprise, she was wet through her dark pajama bottoms. She made no attempt to stop my soft rubbing. "Oh god," she moaned. She was the disciplined one, stopping us each time the game resumed. "I'm enjoying this but this is the Bears, Packers," she said with a frustrated grin. "You have me very excited. Just wait until the next commercial, okay?" "No problem. I'm personally hoping for overtime," I joked. The Packers were now up a touchdown but neither of us had the same interest as in the first half. We caught each other staring at each other. Laughing as we would glance simultaneously, the chemistry assured. The next commercial came on and Kim slid of the sofa. I'm thinking her pants may have been somewhat stuck to it as she was wet beneath. She turned in front of me, straddled on top of me, and placed her tongue forcibly deep into my mouth. I was surprised by her aggressiveness but very pleased. I grabbed her large round butt, massaging the buns in my hands. She turned back to the tv to make sure we weren't missing the game yet and I let out a satisfied laugh. "Another two commercials, I bet," I said looking into her eyes and knowing she felt my hard erection digging into her wet mound. "I'll keep you posted," I said as I kissed her neck and started sucking her right ear lobe. Based on her groans, I had found a sweet spot. She swayed back, still sitting atop me, and raised her Bears jersey up over her chest to give me a view of her large tits held full in a pink Victoria's Secret bra. "Do you like," she teased and I just nodded as she was the most endowed woman I had ever been involved with. A full C cup, if not a D. When I should have grabbed hold of them or kissed them, I simply stared. "Oh, the game is back on," Kim alerted me as I slowly released my hands off her ass and let her sit back on the sofa. "I'm so horny and wet right now," she shared matter-of-factly. "You are being a very good boy for me." She and I blindly were watching a Favre-dominated fourth quarter and she now was rubbing my hard erection as the game played on. I placed my left hand on her right to apply more pressure to my now visibly pulsating dick under the jeans. She was squeezing the head then rubbing the long shaft. The two-minute warning couldn't come soon enough. As the commercials started I leaned over and pushed her back onto the couch. I was dry humping her wet pajama mound with my bulging dick. We were Frenching and my left hand was under her jersey grabbing her left breast and squeezing. I could not get over their natural size on such a petite girl. "We are almost over," Kim said between kisses. I wasn't paying attention at this point but assumed she meant her team. "I want to watch the Bears last possession. They have a shot. After that, I'm all yours." "I think my jeans zipper is going to bust. Please Bears, win and win quickly," I yelled into the air and slowly got off her. She rubbed my cock like a little send-off, a friendly pat to say she'd see him again soon. She sat up straight and watched the last drive as I held her in my arms. I was kissing the back and right of her neck from behind and rubbing my hands up and down her thighs. She was slowly moving her ass over my crotch. The game ended on a Grossman interception. The Bears lost and their hated rivals had won. I would like to think Kim would have normally been more upset but she had other thoughts on her mind. "Crap! I hate Favre. Good thing you are here to soothe my loss." "I hope that I can somehow ease your pain. We can help each other," I teased as she slowly stood up off the sofa and my hard-as-iron by now cock. "Give me a second, okay. I want to wash up and do a quick clean in my bedroom. I have piles of clothes stacked on it." "I'll be right here." She gave me another extended kiss, tongue playing with mine, her left hand rubbing, painfully not jacking off my dick, and me trying to send her off so we could quicker get to her bed. She went into the bathroom first and locked the door. My guess was she was drying off her drenched pussy, maybe doing some last-minute trimming. I don't think either of us had planned for this tonight. I sat on the sofa watching the game highlights, counting the seconds and chuckling as I heard her gurgling away the beer breath remnant. She opened the bathroom door but I didn't look as she went into her bedroom and starting throwing things off the bed. A couple of minutes later she was calling me to come in. I stood, fully erect and walked like an excited schoolboy into the unknown. Peering into the dimly-lit bedroom, Kim was wearing a black bra and black g-string. A vision. Her fair skin was glowing under her pulsing blood, her chest and beautiful tits rising with her heavy breathing. I thanked God in that moment for a stunning picture to store forever. I walked up to her and gave her a deep, passionate kiss as my hands fell to her hips. She pulled me close and my dick was rubbing her just below her navel. "Let's start by taking your shirt off," she said and I threw it off in one quick motion, returning to her kiss without missing a beat. She mercifully ran her hands down my chest, happy to feel a lean six-pack of a long distance runner. She unbuttoned my jeans and lowered the zipper. "I can't wait to have it in my mouth," she said, prying my dick out of it's prison of jeans and boxers. I lowered them both and stepped out of them, now fully exposed and hard for her. "I think I've made him wait long enough," Kim breathed into my right ear. She was gripping the 7-inch hard cock in her right hand and stroking it with some intensity. I had to pause, not wanting to explode. "Turn around," I said and rotating her back to me before she understood what I wanted. I kissed her neck as her ass was firm against my cock. I nibbled her ear lobe and starting rubbing her black bra and the amazing tits beneath. "What are you doing," she asked breathlessly as I continued to kiss her neck, now removing her bra and having full access to her tits. The bra had pushed them up slightly but there was no other deception. Their size outstanding. Bigger than my hands, her tits were natural wonders with quarter-size nipples the color of her pink lips. I rubbed my dick against her ass and g-string as I continued to massage her breasts. I could have cum there if I wasn't so excited to explore more. "Get on the bed," she ordered and I did quickly without hesitation. I laid on my back, head on her pillows as the queen-size mattress was soft and the sheets warm against my skin. Kim let out a sigh, a call of finality, bending over and removing her g-string and climbing on the bed. With the low sounds of the tv in the other room, she crawled down the foot of the bed. Taking a long admiring look at my hardness, Kim crouched onto her knees and wrapped her small mouth over my dick and polished it's quivering head. The warmness of her mouth, the wetness of her spit and tailing tongue, the release of pleasure was mind-blowing. She proceeded to put most of the shaft into her mouth and to the front of her throat. I heard her almost choke, release and cough a little, then repeat. My hard dick was now wet in her mouth and she was throwing her head up and down on it. At this point, my dick no longer ached as it was being serviced. And never one to cum from a straight blow job, I was not worried about exploding into her mouth. Yet, the way she continued to swallow my shaft with a steady rhythm, I could begin to feel my balls tighten. She must have read my mind as her left hand began rubbing my lower abdomen and her right hand cupped my balls. She squeezed them like putty and massaged them, all the while slurping and spitting, going up and down on my dick. I motioned her to turn her body around to the side. She was focused on her work and took me a gentle tug of her shoulder to turn to the side. I licked my right index finger and started rubbing her pussy lips. Her quickened head and slight humming on my dick told me she liked what I was doing. I slid the finger slowly inside and she stopped for the first time to look up at me. "Oh god that feels so good! Put two fingers in. I love your cock. It goes in next," she resounded with excitement and frustration to have so many things she wanted done. I placed two fingers into her tight, warm snatch and studied her face as she came quickly and silently. She looked into my eyes as she maneuvered forward and backward into my fingers. This quiet orgasm was followed by a yell of ecstasy. She looked back down at my shining dick, grabbed it in her right hand and looked at me as she gave me a hard hand job. "You need to get on top of me," I said as I pulled her to me and I kissed her gently on the lips. She positioned herself on me, running her hands over my chest. Sitting on me and my cock fully erect behind her and between her buns. She started rubbing herself against me. Her tits heaven, two or three pounds each of heaven against my chest. "I need you inside me right now," and with that, Kim reached around and guided my cock into her warm self. "Of fuck I'm cumming" she yelled right away in a level that had me worry of neighbors. She gyrated on me, her thick thighs and wet pussy against my groin. I looked into her face as my hands grabbed and palmed her tits. She was climaxing for twenty seconds as I watched, a glad accomplice. I moved my mouth to her right tit and started sucking on the tender nipple, it never hardening but the rest of Kim telling me it felt wonderful. As she slowly started moving on top of me again, riding my shaft, I grabbed her ass in both hands as support and started drilling into her. I used my feet as anchors, my quads as pistons and started fucking her as the bed began vibrating. "I'm cumming" she announced in partial tones again and I buried my mouth into her tits. There was no stopping this time. With all the foreplay, my cock was ready to explode. "Come here, look down," I whispered to her as she was grunting at the ceiling. She bent down to me and I forced my tongue into her mouth, needing to seal off our shouts, more her's than mine. I drilled into her as my balls were tightening up, my dick at the point of maximum exertion, her grunts sounding through our tight kiss. I was fucking her fast and hard and started cumming without disrupting rhythm. She came again as her fingers dug into my shoulders. I could feel the cum dripping out of her and back onto me. "That was amazing," she said as I thought it. My dick was still hard inside her as I started biting her left nipple. "I'm sorry about your team," I whispered with a subtle grin. "Well, that's okay. You are on your way to helping me forget." Kim started kissing my neck and I was starting to thrust my hips without a rest. The night had no more commercial breaks but several water breaks. I came twice that night and Kim came five. On that night, the home team won. * To Readers-this was my first submission. Please comment below and I will try to improve! Monday Night Football at Home "What did you need from the kitchen, babe?" I check the date on the carton of milk while I wait for the reply. "Damn, this stuff is expired! I guess I need to stop by the store after work tomorrow." "Get me a cold one, Angel." "OK, be there in a sec." Handing you the beer, I sit across from you. I'm trying to be good. Really. I know how much you have riding on this game. Hell, you and I are even playing each other head-to-head this week in fantasy football. And we do this every week. Watch Monday Night Football. I'm screaming when we score and cursing the bad officiating. I want to let you finish watching. As much as I do, I can't keep my mind off of wanting you. You're still in your work clothes, with that blue tie that doesn't match your purple shirt. I still remember how sweet you looked with that boyish smile on your face when you asked me how you looked before you left for work. Damn, everything you do gets me hot, even your mismatched clothes. I didn't have the heart to tell you. I'm just noticing how your tan from our vacation last week sets off your gorgeous blue eyes. I love even more how your tan skin looks against my mocha colored one. I'm fantasizing about kissing that little scar on your neck. The one you've had since you were 11 and playing in pee-wee football. You feel my eyes on you and you turn your gaze to mine. Oh my, that wicked grin tells me you know exactly what I'm thinking. You know how to make me feel like the sexiest woman on the planet. You've never cared that I'm not what the world considers a conventional beauty, instead you love my size 22W dress size and every single curve on my body. "Chad, looks like the Cowboys are winning." Not for a second do you buy that I'm even paying attention to who has the lead. You smile and turn back to the game. Someone got a touchdown. I could care less right now. Finally I can't take it anymore. I straddle you and kiss your neck " Chad..." I mumble against your throat. I love how your skin tastes. I whisper in your ear, "Baby, I want to taste you." I feel your shiver and groan. My mouth actually starts to water just thinking about how you taste. I kiss my way down your chest and unbutton your shirt as I go. "God, Angel, you drive me fucking nuts." I slide my hand up your thigh, squeezing your thick hard length through your pants. I am loosening your belt buckle. Your eyes shut, your breath stutters when you hear the zipper going down and feel the heat of my mouth. "Fuck, Angela, are you using your teeth on my zipper?" My wicked chuckle causes your thighs to quiver. I slip my fingers inside of your pants as you lean down to kiss my lips. Slowly sliding my tongue inside your mouth as I stroke you. Licking the outer rim of your lips, then tugging them with my teeth. I place my lips where my hand has been stroking you. Running my tongue in circles around the head. "Mmmm...I love how you taste, baby." The more I swirl, the more your precum leaks and drips down my throat. I climb back onto your lap and kiss you deeply. I let you taste yourself on my tongue. Frantically, I grab your thick white cock. It's wet from my mouth and I fist it. Gradually stroking the entire shaft to get you hard as I kiss you deeply. I lift myself up and wiggle out of my pajama bottoms. You are playing with my nipples with one hand and biting the other as I groan making me so hot. I can't wait to take my panties off so I slide them to the side and slide down in one move on your cock. Oh. MY. GOD! I think to myself. You are so hard that I bump my pelvic bone and groan at how thickly you fill me. I giggle at hearing you mumble: "Baby, baby...move faster" over and over again. After teasing you by deliberately moving my hips slowly, you lift your eyes to mine repeat the words that still make me throb thinking about them. "Don't fuck with me because I can flip you on your back and pound you like you need and then spank that luscious behind." You grab my hips and start a steady grind that has us both gasping and sweating harder than before. "Your pussy is so hot..so tight...like a glove...so wet dripping on my thighs!" I 'm reduced to begging you now, I'm so hot for you. "Chad..pleaaaaasee harder. harder....fuck me!" You pound upward driving yourself over and over again into me. "Oh yes..don't stop!" Leaning over to kiss you, I smile and whisper, "So are you ready to go to bed?" I feel you start to fill me with your cum. I love how your veins in your neck stand out as your body gets tense in orgasm. I steady myself on your shoulders, biting your neck softly. I know how that drives you wild. "Yes, oh yes." My back arches back as I feel you grab my hips hard enough to leave bruises."Chad, oh Fuck! Don't...don't sssstop!" "Angel, look at me!" As I gradually lift my eyes to yours, I feel the pleasure thrumming through my veins. "Yes?" "I want you to look in my eyes as I cum inside you. As I....Oh fuck, you feel so good. You wanted a baby..here's your baby, Angel! Take all my cum, you aren't moving until I know that my cum reaches your ovaries and I've knocked you up!" I start to shatter, seeking stars in my eyes as your words send me tumbling over the edge. I feel you shoot, once, twice, and then a long stream of hot thick cum sending me over the edge again. Monday Night Lights *This story is written by Dice Casden and Kristi as apart of our D&K Universe Collection* On the afternoon of February 18, 2013 as Lafayette, Louisiana's Cajundome is being prepared for that evening's broadcast of Monday Night RAW, John Cena and The Miz are exiting the catering area, "So did you hear what Rock is planning for his celebration for tonight? I heard there is a marching band on its way here..." Miz says. "Yeah they are arriving shortly... and I heard Rocky is planning to do and say something at my expense..." Cena replies. "Again? Didn't he do that all of 2011 and the first half of 2012?" Miz asks jokingly. "C'mon Miz, this is Rocky we're talking about, he has to put someone down in order to feel valid..." Cena replies with a laugh. Miz smirks, "Guess that's why he won't do MizTV, cause I'd put him in his place cause I'm awesome like that... hey check her out...you know who that is?" Miz says as he sees The Rock's GI Joe Retaliation co-star Adrianne Palicki, dressed in jeans, a white t-shirt and black jacket, watching as members of the WWE's production team carry pieces of the ringside barrier to the ring area. "Hmmm looks like Rocky's co-star... for GI Joe 2... which means, we have to be on our best behavior..." Cena says before he starts to walk towards Adrianne. "Hi...I'm John Cena..." Cena says to Adrianne while extending his hand to her. Adrianne turns her head to look at John Cena as he stands with a hand extend. Adrianne smiles and extends her hand "Hi..." Adrianne says with a blush as she looks at the handsome Superstar. "I'm Adrianne...ummm...Adrianne Palicki..." The gorgeous actress says and despite being an actress, she is clearly in awe of John Cena. John smiles as Adrianne keeps his hand in her grasp, "You ok... you need to sit down?" John asks as Adrianne seems as if she is going to go weak in the knees. "Oh...yeah...I'm fine..." Adrianne says with a laugh as she releases John Cena's hand. "That's good... so I guess you're here to be apart of Rocky's celebration later..." Cena says casually. "John you suck at small talk..." The Miz says as he approaches Cena and Adrianne, "Hi, I'm The Miz... and yes, I am indeed Awesome in person..." Miz says with a grin. Adrianne smiles "The Miz? Is that you're real name?" Adrianne asks with a laugh. "Well it's my nick name... came from my last name which is Mizanin..." The Miz says. "Really? I thought it was because it rhymed with..." Cena begins to say. "The joke of my name rhyming with jizz got old 5 years ago John..." The Miz says as he cuts Cena off. Adrianne raises an eyebrow and looks at The Miz. "Jizz?" "You don't really need me to explain that.. or what the word means." Miz says with a bit of a laugh. Adrianne shakes her head and laughs "Ummm...no...no need to explain" "So did you enjoy the PPV last night?" Cena asks. "Oh yeah! It was a blast...I've never been to anything like this before..." Adrianne replies. "Really? Not ever?" Miz asks. Adrianne shakes her head and smiles "Nope...last night was my first time" "Well it's good to know your first time was a blast..." Cena says. "Man John I can't believe you just said that..." The Miz says as he starts to laugh. Adrianne looks curiously at The Miz and then at John Cena. "I don't get it..." "Miz is just making it sound as if I was talking about you losing your virginity..." Cena says. "Oh well...I can tell you that isn't the case..." Adrianne replies before she starts to blush. "Oh my god...I can't believe I just said that!" "See what you started?" Cena asks as he looks at Miz. "I didn't start anything..." Miz smirks before asking, "So Adrianne.. I'm curious... what goes on when you're filming a big block buster with guys that a lot women drool over?" Adrianne blushes a bit "What do you mean?" "You know, do you and your co-stars screw around?" Miz asks. "Ummm...that's kind of personal..." Adrianne replies with a laugh. "It is?" Miz asks. "Yeah Miz it is, Hollywood isn't as loose about such things..." Cena says. "Like...if I happened to have been with Dwayne...that's my business and no one else..." Adrianne says. "It would be here in the WWE..." Miz says with a smirk. "We're pretty open about things like that here... in case you're wondering..." Cena says to Adrianne. Adrianne laughs a bit "So...everyone knows everything then basically?" "Yup... pretty much...." Miz answers Adrianne nods her head and bites down on her bottom lip. "I see..." "Surprised Rocky didn't tell you about how things were here in the WWE..." Cena says. "Well why don't you tell me what I should know..." Adrianne cutely smiles and looks at John Cena "That around here, there is pretty much one thought that goes through every one's head when someone hot visits us..." Cena says with a grin. Adrianne licks her lips slightly "Are you going to tell me or do I have to guess?" "Sure I could tell you..." Cena begins to say. "Oh c'mon John, let her take a guess..." Miz says. "Ummm...I'm going to guess that it's the thing that all guys want..." "You're on the right track... and it's not just guys who want it..." Miz smirks. "So...are you two hinting at something?" Adrianne asks with a playful smirk. "Yeah, pretty much..." Cena grins. "Well...do you guys do like Rock, Paper, Scissors to find out who gets to be lucky?" Adrianne asks with a laugh. "Why play a game... when it can be two on one?" Miz smirks. Adrianne blushes and lowers her head "Gosh...I've never done that before..." "Never?" Cena and Miz ask at nearly the same time. Adrianne shakes her head and laughs "No...is there something wrong with that?" "No there isn't..." Cena says. "But we can see about you experiencing a threesome..." Miz adds. "Is this a joke or something?" Adrianne asks as she looks at Cena and then The Miz. "There are many things we joke about in the WWE..." Cena begins to say. "And fucking around isn't one of them..." Miz says with a smirk. Adrianne takes a deep breath and shrugs her shoulders "Ok...well...you only live once, right?" "Right..." Miz grins. ****** A short time later in one of the arena's locker room a wide-eyed Adrianne Palicki is on her knees starring at the large meaty cocks of John Cena and The Miz as the two WWE Superstars approach her. Adrianne bites down on her bottom lip and looks at the exposed cocks of Cena and The Miz, bringing her hands forward and placing them around both shafts. "Mmmm..." Cena moans as he Adrianne moves her right hand back and forth along his long and thick shaft. "Ahhh yeah..." Miz groans as Adrianne strokes his awesomely sized dick with her left hand. Adrianne sweetly smiles up at John Cena and The Miz as she works her hands smoothly against both impressive cocks. "How am I doing?" Adrianne asks with a laugh as she handles two cocks at once for the first time. "Pretty good...." Cena answers with a grin. "Yeah..." Miz nods his head in agreement. Adrianne closes her eyes as she brings her head forward and gently moves her tongue against the head of John Cena's cock. "Mmmmm..." Cena moans as Adrianne slides her tongue over and around the head of his large shaft. Adrianne works her tongue perfectly around the head of Cena's cock before she turns her head and begins to lap her tongue over the head of The Miz's cock "Ahhhh..." Miz moans as Adrianne flicks her tongue against his meaty dick while she continues to stroke it. Adrianne smoothly brushes her wet tongue around the head of The Miz's cock, spreading her saliva around, while she works her hands perfectly against both of their shafts. "You sure you haven't done this before?" Cena asks with a grin as Adrianne works her right hand along the length of his dick while she laps her tongue over Miz's shaft. Adrianne lifts her eyes away from The Miz's cock and shakes her head "Nope...never" Adrianne replies with a laugh as she lowers her head back to Cena's cock and parts her nicely moisten lips and takes Cena's cock into her mouth. "Mmmmm fuck...' Cena moans as Adrianne wraps her lips around his cock before she begins to bob her head. "Mmmmmmmm...mmmmmmm..." Adrianne moans as she smoothly bobs her head on Cena's cock, with her pouty lips moving along his shaft, while she continues to move her left hand on The Miz's shaft. "Ahhhh..." Cena moans as Adrianne takes his dick fairly deep into her mouth as she sucks it. The Miz frees his cock from Adrianne's grasp and proceeds to move behind the gorgeous blond where he kneels on the floor. As Adrianne continues to suck Cena's dick, The Miz guides his own shaft into her tight wet pussy. "Mmmmmmmmmm...." Adrianne moans around Cena's cock as she places both of her hands onto his muscular waist, slightly surprised by the invasion of The Miz's cock into her pussy. "Mmmmm..." The Miz groans as he places his hands on Adrianne's waist as he begins to thrust his cock in and out of her snatch. "Ahhhh..." Cena groans as Adrianne keeps her head half way down on his cock as she gets use to The Miz fucking her from behind. "Mmmmmmm...mmmmm..." Adrianne moans around Cena's cock as she resumes bobbing her head, while rocking forward on her knees with The Miz thrusting into her. "Ahhhh..." The Miz groans as he pumps his cock into Adrianne's cunt while guiding her back against himself. Cena lays a hand on Adrianne's head as she bobs her head a slightly quicker pace. "Mmmmmmmmmm...mmmmmmm..." Adrianne moans as she perfectly bobs her head up and down on Cena's cock, letting saliva drip down on his cock. The gorgeous actress soon becomes more comfortable in her current situation and begins to push back on The Miz's cock more eagerly. "Ahhh... ahhhh...." Cena moans as Adrianne loudly sucks and slurps on his cock. "Awwww ahhhh..." The Miz moans as he plows his cock deeply into Adrianne's snatch. "Mmmmmmmmmm...mmmmmmm..." Adrianne moans as she lowers her head further down on John Cena's cock, moving her hands gently along his muscular waist. "Mmmmm ahhh damn..." Cena moans as Adrianne takes his cock further into her mouth. "Awwww shit..." Miz grunts as he continues to fuck the gorgeous actress with his thick shaft. Adrianne's gorgeously shaped and tanned ass smoothly smacks against The Miz's waist as he continually pulls her back against his cock. Cena licks his lips as Adrianne comes very close to deep throating his entire cock while The Miz hammers her pussy with stiff thrusts. Adrianne gently unwraps her lips from around Cena's cock and smoothly lifts her head off of his cock, letting her lips and tongue rubbing along his shaft. "Ahhhh yeah... mmmm fuck..." The Miz groans as he keeps thrusting his dick into Adrianne's snatch before pulling out. "Do you like being on top?" Cena asks Adrianne as his cock falls from between her lips. Adrianne laughs and looks up at John Cena "Sure..." Cena grins as he proceeds to lay down on the floor of the locker room which allows Adrianne to move on top of him. Adrianne lightly tosses her gorgeous blond hair back and moves to straddle his muscular body, lowering herself down onto his impressive cock. "Mmmmm..." John Cena groans as Adrianne Palicki slowly takes his cock into her tight wet cunt. The Miz stands up and moves in front of Adrianne with his dick hanging in front of her. Adrianne places her hands down onto Cena's muscular chest as she rocks forward on his cock. Adrianne looks up at The Miz and smiles before she takes his awesome cock into her mouth. "Mmmmmm yeah..." Miz moans as Adrianne wraps her lips around his cock and begins to eagerly suck it. John Cena places his hands on Adrianne's waist as he starts to thrusts his dick upward into her snatch. "Mmmmmmm...mmmmm..." Adrianne Palicki moans around The Miz's cock as she begins to bounce on Cena's cock as he thrusts up into her. "Ahhhhh mmmm..." Cena moans as he pumps his cock up into Adrianne's twat. "Awww..." Miz moans as Adrianne bobs her head eagerly on his dick. Adrianne bobs her blond haired head forward on The Miz's cock, with her lips rubbing perfectly along his shaft. "Mmmmm fuck..." Miz moans as Adrianne places a hand on his waist as she continues to bob her head on his dick while she rides John Cena's upward thrusting shaft. "Mmmmmmmmm...mmmmm...mmmmmm" Adrianne moans as she bobs her head back and forth on The Miz's cock, while smoothly guiding her body on Cena's cock. "Ahhhh mmmm..." John Cena groans as he thrusts his cock up into Adrianne Palicki's cunt, causing her to bounce repeatedly. "Mmmmmmm...mmmmmmm..." Adrianne moans and turns her head to grind her moist lips gently on The Miz's cock. "Ahhh yeah... mmmm..." Miz moans as Adrianne turns her head from side to side on his cock as she takes it deeper into her mouth while continuing to ride Cena's dick Adrianne lifts her eyes and looks up at The Miz as she continues to bob her head, while perfectly moving on Cena's cock. "Mmmmm fuck..." Miz moans as Adrianne sucks his cock at a brisk pace. "Mmmmm ahhh..." Cena groans as he rams his cock firmly up into Adrianne's cunt. Adrianne unwraps her lips from around The Miz's cock and begins to gently slide her tongue down his shaft, while rocking steadily on Cena's cock. "Mmmmm fuck..." John Cena moans as Adrianne grinds her pussy down on his dick. Miz licks his lips as Adrianne's slides her tongue downward on his dick, "Hey John you think she can handle getting fucked by two guys at once?" Miz asks. "Mmmm only one way to find out..." Cena says as he starts to ease Adrianne up off of his shaft. Adrianne laughs a bit "Are you guys serious..." "Oh yeah..." Miz says as he lays on the floor which allows Cena to pass Adrianne over to him so that he can guide her down onto his saliva coated cock. "Mmmmmmmm...ohhhhh shit...." Adrianne moans as she starts to smoothly rock forward on The Miz's cock as he uses his hands on her hips to help her move. "Ahhhh mmmm..." Miz moans as he pushes and pulls Adrianne back and forth on his cock. John Cena moves to kneel behind the gorgeous blond actress and he spreads her ass cheeks apart so that he can press the head of his massive cock against the entrance to her asshole before pushing it into her. "Mmmmmmmm...ohhhhhhhhh!" Adrianne moans and her body tenses as the sudden sensation of Cena's cock in her ass, with The Miz's cock filling her pussy. "Mmmmm fuck..." Cena groans as he pushes his cock deeper into Adrianne's asshole while The Miz begins to thrust his dick up into her cunt. "Mmmmmmm...ohhhhhh...ohhhhhh!" Adrianne Palicki moans as she rocks forward on The Miz's cock, grinding down on his shaft with Cena pumping into her. "Ahhhh yeah ahhh..." The Miz moans as Adrianne grinds down on his cock as he pushes up into her while Cena is busy fucking her ass. "Ohhhhhhh...mmmmm shit...ohhhhhhh..." Adrianne moans as sweat starts to drip down her body as she moves swiftly between Cena and The Miz. "Mmmmmm ahhhh..." Cena moans as he pumps his cock harder and faster into Adrianne's ass, causing her to bounce and rock on Miz's upward thrusting shaft. "Ohhhhhhh...ohhhhh....mmmmmmm...shit...ohhhhhhh!" Adrianne moans and licks her lips as she throws her head back, while moving between the two Superstars. The Miz and John Cena pump their large cocks in and out of Adrianne's pussy and ass as she lustfully rocks between them. Adrianne bites down on her bottom lip as she rocks on The Miz's cock, smacking her gorgeous ass against the muscular waist of John Cena. "Ahhhhh fuck... mmmmm ahhh..." The Miz moans as Adrianne rocks sharply on his cock while she moves between himself and Cena. "Mmmmmm...ohhhh damn...this is crazy..." Adrianne groans as she feels the two cocks pumping into her gorgeous body. "Awwwww mmmm fuck... crazy... how?" Cena asks as he and Miz continue to double team the gorgeous GI Joe Retaliation star. "Mmmmmm...being...with ahhhhh two guys...it's crazy!" Adrianne replies with a laugh. "Ahhhh mmmmm fuck you should try it with three some time..." Miz groans from beneath Adrianne as his cock begins to throb within her pussy. Adrianne laughs and shakes her head "Yeah...mmmmm...I don't think so..." Adrianne replies with a moan as she continues to rock forward on The Miz's cock, with Cena pumping into her ass. "Mmmmmmm ahhh.... your loss..." Miz groans as he begins to cum inside of Adrianne's snatch. "Ahhhh... ahhhh..." Cena groans as he pumps his cock in and out of Adrianne's asshole while his dick starts throbbing. "Ohhhhhhhh...mmmmmm!" Adrianne moans as she continues to rock on The Miz's cock as Cena swiftly pounds his now throbbing cock into her gorgeous ass. "Ahhhhhh.... mmmmmm fuck..." Cena grunts loudly as he begins to cum as he continues to hammer Adrianne's asshole. Adrianne grits her teeth and turns her head to look back at Cena as she feels his cum starting to release into her nicely tight asshole. "Mmmmm damn.... nice ass..." Cena says with a moan as he grins as Adrianne as he keeps his cock inside of Adrianne's ass until he is finished cumming. "Thanks..." Adrianne says with a laugh. "So... enjoyed your first threesome?" Miz asks as Cena pulls out of Adrianne's ass and so that she can rise up off of Miz's dick. Adrianne smiles and nods her head "Yeah...it was different, but kind of fun..." "Glad you enjoyed it... " Cena says with a grin while Miz gets to his feet. "So...ummm...good luck tonight..." Adrianne says with a smile. "Thanks... " Cena smiles. "You know if you want to hang around after the show...I can show you what I can do to that ass..." Miz says with a smirk. Adrianne raises an eyebrow and smirks "You think you can do better?" "Oh yeah... I'd have you screaming that I'm awesome..." Miz says with a cocky grin. "That's why his fiancé is marrying him..." Cena says and his tone makes it impossible for Adrianne and Miz to tell if he's serious or joking. Adrianne looks at Cena and smiles "He has a fiancé?" "Yup and she was one of our hottest Divas... and if a Diva chooses to marry a Superstar... means that he has something she likes a lot..." Cena says. "I don't like to brag.... who am I kidding, yes I do..." Miz smirks. Adrianne licks her lips "Why don't you give me more of a reason to brag about you..." Miz smirks, "John if you don't mind...." Miz says as he steps towards Adrianne "Not at all... " Cena says as he steps back. "Time to show you how Awesome I am..." Miz says to Adrianne. ****** Elsewhere in the arena, another of The Rock's GI Joe Retaliation co-stars, DJ Cotrona, is talking with WWE Divas Champion Kaitlyn. "Yeah, basically all the things people found wrong with the first GI Joe film was 'fixed' in the new one... there are none of those 'cyber suits' things in it and it's a bit more faithful to what the franchise was..." DJ says and he's dressed in jeans, a white t-shirt and a dark colored jacket. "Wasn't the movie was suppose to come out last year though?" "Yeah well...there's a complicated reason why it didn't... when it was shown to test audiences, they weren't too happy that Channing Tatum's character was killed off in like the first few minutes... so we had to re-shoot some scenes to give him some more screen time, but because he really didn't want to be apart of the franchise anymore and was already involved with something else, we had to wait and film it when he was good and ready... and then there was the decision to convert it to 3D which delayed it even further..." DJ says. Kaitlyn places her hands onto her hips and shakes her head "He is one hot man...what I would do to him..." "He's alright I guess... I think I'm a lot hotter though..." DJ says. Kaitlyn nods her head and laughs as she glances over DJ "Ehhh...close second..." Kaitlyn says with a smile. "So...are you a fan or a first-timer?" Monday Night Lights "You could say I'm a first-timer attending..." DJ replies with a smile Kaitlyn looks at DJ and starts to laugh "First time, huh?" "Yeah... first tine attending a show like this and being backstage..." DJ says before raising an eyebrow, "Why are you laughing?" Kaitlyn shrugs her shoulders "I just figured a guy like you, would be way past the first time...." DJ pauses and smirks, "Hey I've been with plenty of women if that's what you're implying..." Kaitlyn raises her hands up and laughs "Hey! I'm not implying anything..." "Yeah sure... Dwayne told me how to the WWE's girls love to mess with guys who aren't 'locker room boys'..." DJ says with a smirk. "Oh? And what else did that hunk tell you?" "That a lot of fucking goes on when the cameras aren't rolling... I know Adrianne was eager to come back after last night..." DJ says. Kaitlyn raises an eyebrow and looks at DJ Cotrona. "Did he happen to say anything about me?" "Yeah... but... are you sure you want to hear it?" DJ asks. Kaitlyn nods her head and crosses her arms "I'm a tough girl...I can take anything..." "That's basically what he said... except he added that you can take a cock deep in your mouth and up your ass..." DJ says Kaitlyn presses her lips together and nods her head "Oh...so...is that why I was the first person who came to talk to?" "Well kinda..." DJ says with a bit of a grin, "He also said that even if you aren't interested, you'd be the best of the girls to hang with.... he also said to avoid the little crazy chick..." Kaitlyn laughs a bit "Yeah...I'd stay away from AJ...unless you're into the whole psycho stalker thing..." "No I'm not... got plenty of those in Hollywood..." DJ laughs. "So...you want to find out if what he said is true?" Kaitlyn asks. "Fuck yeah..." DJ nods his head while grinning at the two-toned haired Diva. Kaitlyn nods her head and turns away from DJ. "Follow me...." "Sure thing..." DJ says as he falls into step behind Kaitlyn. ****** A short time later in one of the arena offices, Kaitlyn is on her knees, pulling down DJ Cotrona's jeans, freeing his hardening cock and the Divas Champion instantly sees that DJ has a long and meaty cock that compares favorably to many of the WWE Superstars. Kaitlyn raises an eyebrow and smirks up at DJ, "Not bad for an actor..." Kaitlyn teases with a laugh as she places her left hand around his cock and begins to smoothly stroke his shaft. "Thanks...mmmmm..." DJ replies with a moan as the two-toned haired Diva pumps her left hand back and forth along the length of his hardening cock. Kaitlyn tosses her hair back and leans her head down before she starts to slide her tongue over the head of DJ Cotrona's cock. "Ahhh..." DJ groans as Kaitlyn slides her tongue against the head of his now fully hardened dick while she continues to stroke the shaft. Kaitlyn circles her tongue around the head of his cock to nicely coat the surface with her saliva before she removes her hand from his shaft and guides her tongue down his shaft. "Mmmm fuck..." DJ groans as the reigning Divas Champion uses her tongue like a paint brush to coat his cock with her saliva as she works her tongue down the length of his tool. "Mmmmmmmm..." Kaitlyn softly moans as she moves her tongue down to his ballsack and playfully flicks his balls with her tongue before she starts to work her tongue back up his shaft. "God damn..." DJ moans as Kaitlyn slides her tongue up the length of his dick until she reaches the head once again. Kaitlyn playfully glances up at DJ before she parts her lips and takes the head of his cock into her mouth, wrapping her lips around his shaft and begins to smoothly bob her head. "Ahhhhh..." DJ licks his lips and places his hands on his waist as he watches Kaitlyn bob her head on his long, thick tool. "Mmmmmmm...mmmmmmm..." Kaitlyn moans as she bobs her head on his shaft, her luscious lips moving on his cock. "Ahhhhh mmmm fuck..." DJ moans as Kaitlyn rocks her head back and forth on his dick. "Mmmmmmm...mmmmmmm...ohhhhhh..." Kaitlyn moans as she rocks forward slightly on her knees while moving her head perfectly on his cock. DJ smirks as Kaitlyn knocks his hands from his own waist so that she can place her hands there as she skillfully sucks his cock. Kaitlyn glances up at DJ Cotrona once again and this time smiles around his cock, while she bobs her head forward at a smooth and steady pace, with her lips rubbing and grinding on his shaft. "Mmmmm god damn... mmmmm fuck..." DJ moans as Kaitlyn keeps looking up at him as she sucks his cock at a very consistent pace. Kaitlyn slides her hands against his nicely tanned and muscular waist as she lowers her head further down on his shaft, wetting his cock with her saliva, as she remains at a consistent pace of smooth and steady movements. "Ahhh shit... ahhhh...fuck Dwayne wasn't kidding..." DJ moans as Kaitlyn takes his cock deeper into her mouth with very little trouble. "Mmmmmmm...mmmmmmmm...." Kaitlyn moans around DJ Cotrona's cock as she turns her head and smoothly grinds her lips on his shaft. "Ahhhh..." DJ groans as his body tenses slight as Kaitlyn flicks her tongue up against his dick while she turns her head from side to side and grinds her gorgeous lips down on his pole. Kaitlyn pulls her head back on DJ's cock so that the head of his shaft remains inside of her mouth and she continues to lustfully work over the sensitive head with her talented mouth. "Ahhhh mmm..." DJ moans as Kaitlyn sucks, slurps and slobbers heavily on the swollen head of his cock as she slides her hands towards the base of his dick. Kaitlyn lifts her head slowly off of DJ's cock, with a seductive popping sound when the head of his cock escapes her mouth and lips. "Damn... haven't gotten blown like that in Hollywood..." DJ says with a smirk. Kaitlyn smiles and scoots back on her knees before she stands up. "So you're impressed?" "Very..." DJ nods his head just before Kaitlyn places her hands on his shoulders and pushes him with ease towards the office's couch to have him sit down. Kaitlyn licks her lips as she keeps her hands on his shoulders before she moves to straddle his lap and lowers herself down onto his nicely hard and thick cock. "Mmmmm fuck..." DJ moans as the Divas Champion begins to rock back and forth on his stiff long shaft. "Mmmmmm...ohhhhh damn, handsome..." Kaitlyn moans as she slides her hands from his shoulders to his nicely tanned and muscular chest as she rocks at a perfect pace. "Mmmmm yeah..." DJ moans as he places his hands on Kaitlyn's waist while at the same time he starts to thrust his cock up into her pussy. "Mmmmmm...ohhhh yeah...ohhhhh..." Kaitlyn moans as she starts to bounce when he thrusts up into her pussy. "Ahhhh shit..." DJ moans as Kaitlyn rises an drops repeatedly on his upward thrusting cock. "Mmmmmmmm...ohhhhhhh..." Kaitlyn moans as she rocks forward on DJ's cock while he steadily thrusts up into her pussy. "Mmmmm ahhh yeah..." DJ moans as Kaitlyn rides his pistoning cock which results in her juicy ass cheeks smacking against his thighs. "Mmmmmmmmm...ohhhhhh...shit..." Kaitlyn groans and tilts her head back slightly while she grinds her pussy down on his cock. DJ Cotrona licks his lips as he watches Kaitlyn's large tits sway and bounce which each movement Kaitlyn makes as she constantly switches between grinding, rocking and bouncing on his dick "Ohhhhhhhhh...mmmmmm damn....ohhhhhh..." Kaitlyn moans as she feels his cock firmly thrusting upward into her wet snatch. "Ahhhh yeah... mmmmm fuck..." DJ moans as Kaitlyn lustfully rides his cock as he quickens the pace of his upward thrusts. Mmmmmmmm...ohhhhhh...mmmmm..." Kaitlyn moans as she continues to move her gorgeous body forward on his cock, feeling him thrusting up. "Mmmmmmm ahhh..." DJ moans as Kaitlyn presses her tits up against his face as she leans forward as he keeps ramming his dick up into her. "Ohhhhhh yeah...mmmmmmm damn...you're good, handsome..." Kaitlyn moans. "Mmmmm fuck... you're incredible...mmmm shit..." DJ groans as Kaitlyn's large tits rub against his face as she grinds down on his dick. "Mmmmmmmm...ohhhhhh...." Kaitlyn moans as she continues to rock forward on his cock. DJ continues to thrust his cock up into Kaitlyn's pussy until she slows down her movements and lifts herself off of his shaft. DJ then licks his lips as Kaitlyn moves to kneel next to him on the couch before she leans forward to place her hands on the couch's armrest. "Damn..." DJ grins as he quickly turns to kneel behind Kaitlyn and gives her ass a firm smack. Kaitlyn turns her head to look over her shoulder and laughs as she sways her nicely tanned and juicy ass from side to side. DJ gives Kaitlyn's ass another smack before he guides his stiff cock between her ass cheeks in order to invade her asshole. "Mmmmmmmmm...damn..." Kaitlyn groans and smirks as she leans forward with his cock starting to pump into her ass. "Ahhhh ahhh..." DJ moans as he thrusts his cock in and out of Kaitlyn's asshole as she starts to push back against him. "Mmmmmm...ohhhh damn...ohhhhh..." Kaitlyn moans as she rocks back and forth on her knees, pushing against his cock "Ahhhh shit... awwww... fuck..." DJ moans as Kaitlyn pushes back against his thrusting cock as he pushes it deeper and harder into her asshole. "Ohhhhhh...mmmmm...damn...." Kaitlyn moans and closes her eyes as her gorgeously toned body moves back and forth while on her hands and knees. "Mmmmm ahhhh..." DJ moans as he thrusts his cock into Kaitlyn's ass, resulting in his waist loudly smacking against Kaitlyn rear end. "Mmmmmmm...ohhhhh...mmmmmm" Kaitlyn moans as she pushes back, forcing his cock deeper into her. "Ahhhh shit you're a fucking pro at taking it in the ass..." DJ groans loudly as he speeds up his thrusts when his cock begins to throb. "Mmmmmmm damn right!" Kaitlyn moans and laughs. "Ahhhhh... ahhhh...." DJ moans as he rapidly pumps his throbbing dick into Kaitlyn's asshole. "Mmmmmmm...mmmmmmm..." Kaitlyn moans and eagerly pushes back on his cock. "Mmmmm fuck..." DJ moans as he feels his cock tensing heavily as he keeps fucking Kaitlyn's ass until he begins to cum inside of Kaitlyn's asshole. "Mmmmmmmm shit!" Kaitlyn moans and tilts her head back as she feels his warm cum rushing into her ass. "Ahhhh... ahhh..." DJ moans as he lightly thrusts his erupting cock into Kaitlyn's ass as he continues to cum. Kaitlyn turns her head and smirks back at DJ Cotrona. "Mmmmm damn..." "Shit Dwayne was fucking right about you..." DJ says with a groan as he pulls his cum spent dick out of Kaitlyn's ass. Kaitlyn presses her lips together and turns around to sit on the couch. "Well...I'm glad I lived up..." "You more than lived up to it... shit if I didn't want to fuck your ass I would've popped in your twat..." DJ grins. Kaitlyn laughs and shrugs her shoulders "I always give it my best..." -END- Monday Night Swim My wife is a raven-haired, tall, Spanish beauty who enjoys swimming naked. She's slim, with small, perky breasts. When she swims on her back, her breasts form two perfect globes that attract the eyes of every "swimmer". For some time now we've gone to a late Friday night nudist swim at a local swimming pool. Being an entirely clothes optional event people seem more at ease than at the beach or even at a regular swim, conversations are jovial and it's easy to make contact and friends. One young man, a few years our junior, always greeted with a warm hello and casual conversations each time we met. I noticed, the second time we went to the pool, that he lingered opposite my wife's shower stall and carefully dried himself. My wife said later that she thought his penis began to swell as he towelled himself and that he was "richly endowed". Every evening we went to the pool the same procedure occurred. This man would linger in the pool until we climbed out and then stand in front of the stall when my wife showered. After each time my wife confirmed that she now knew for certain that his penis became swollen and that it was, indeed, both thick and long. One evening while standing in the shallow end of the pool talking with some friends, our young acquaintance placed himself behind my wife. My wife was busy talking about her backache which she often gets from the lifting at her work. He began gently massaging my wife's back, something she never objects to and greatly enjoys. While he massaged her, he ever so gently moved one of her arms behind her and placed her hand on his swollen cock. She reacted with a startled splash and as I turned from my conversation I could see her cheeks flush. She didn't tell me until we were on our way home what had happened. I laughed and was aroused at the same time. When we got home I asked her for more details and we climbed into bed and fucked wildly. Unfortunately there was no repeat of this particular adventure although the showering procedure repeated itself each week. The city we lived in had decided a number of years earlier to tear down our local swimming pool, apparently thinking downtown businesses needed more parking spaces. When the pool was closed we lost contact with all but a few of the couples from the Friday night swim and heard nothing from my wife's favourite toy. That is, we heard nothing until three weeks ago, when my wife opened her e-mail and found a brief note from this young man. A new nudist group had opened a Monday night swim at a local therapy pool. The pool is quite short but the water would be a warming 32 C. He wrote to say hello and invited us (my wife) to the swim. Instead of going to our regular Monday night swim at the city's Olympic-sized pool to swim lengths, we decided to warm our winter-chilled bones at this new pool. We arrived, signed in, got undressed, showered and climbed into the refreshingly warm waters of the therapy pool. I was just entering the pool when I saw my wife's admirer quickly move to her side and give her a welcoming hug (yes everyone is naked). My wife turned to me and flashed a smile (later to tell me that as soon as he hugged her he moved her hand to his cock and she could feel it start to swell...I'm assuming she left her hand there long enough to be able to tell). For the rest of the evening swim my wife stayed close to his side with only one hand visible above the water's surface for most of the time. When we went to shower he stood, as usual, in front of her stall and put on his little show for her. My body tingled or more accurately my penis dripped pre-cum all the way home and our love making had a new fantasy that night. That was two weeks ago. We came home last night after the Monday swim and my wife had a fresh adventure to share. She had had her hand on his penis for most of the evening. His penis had gone from mild arousal to stone hard all the while our group chatted about everything from weather to vacation resorts. His penis began to be so swollen that it spread beyond the easy grasp of her hand. She said that as she stood next to him, he moved behind her and placed his cock between her legs. Now, I knew they we doing something. I could see her position herself in front of him and she held on to a side bar along the pool's edge. But I had no idea (although I had hoped for something like this) that he was rubbing his cock...did I mention that he has a considerably long and thick cock... back and forth between her legs. My wife said that, if I had looked down when she signalled me, I could have seen his cock head pushing past her clitoris since his cock extended from her ass to well beyond her thighs. She didn't dare move too much, she said, or his cock would have slipped in. First of all, I don't think a cock that size can just "slip in". Secondly, at a nudist swim, some people might get a little upset if two people start thrashing around in no obvious need of assistance. Thirdly, I don't know how long a filtering system in a therapy pool needs to circulate out a load of sperm. And fourthly, need I say it, I want to be in on the fun part so next time, we should get a room. Wish us luck for next week. More to come... Monday Night Wrestling Note: How many times men, have you watched a sporting event while your wife or girlfriend makes noise and interrupts your concentration? Well, Ann and her friends discover a way to make everyone happy. Make sure you are at least 18 and enjoy. ***** Steve and Ann had only been married about two years when they found their sexual desires for each other dimming. They had lived together five years before they were married and had lived together now for at least seven years... On Monday nights Steve and his two softball buddies, Jeff and Tom, met early to watch Pro Wresting in Steve’s basement. Ann, Tom’s wife Belinda, and Jeff’s wife Brandi had gone out for a nice dinner. After a few glasses of wine Ann confessed to the other women that their love life had dwindled to maybe once per month. “Shit. I thought it was just Jeff and I.” Brandi said with a big gulp of wine. “Maybe, it’s that seven year itch thing?” “Yeah. Our sex life’s not so great anymore either.” Belinda confessed. “All they think about is sports and we are not part of it. Somehow, we need to spark their interest.” Ann said. “Right. If we go and stand in front of the TV naked they would probably throw things at us to move.” Belinda chuckled. “Hey. Maybe Belinda has the answer?” Ann said with a smile. “I’m not planning on standing naked in front of a TV.’ Brandi laughed. “Maybe not naked but what if we three did some wrestling in front of them?” Ann asked while looking at their expressions to see if they would buy it. “I’m not much of a wrestler.” Brandi laughed. She was on the skinny side. “Go on Ann.” Belinda said. “Would we just fake it like the Pro’s do?” ”Sure. Why not? Steve gets really excited when the women go at each other on the TV. I’m sure the guy’s pants will be ripping if we start rolling around on the floor wearing the short skirts we have on right now.” Ann laughed. “How do we start?” Brandi asked. “And, all we are showing is panties, right?” “Sure.” Ann answered. “Let’s join the guys and get into a fake wrestling match.” Ann continued to describe the plan. The other two agreed and they all shook hands. The guys were yelling when the women walked down the stairs. “Hey guys. Can we join you?” Ann asked as she entered the finished room in the basement. She laughed when she saw the three men on the edge of their seats watching wrestling. “What? Sure. Just don’t get in the way.” Steve said to his wife. Ann sat on the arm of the chair next to Steve while Belinda and Brandi squeezed next to their husbands on the large sofa. All of their skirts were pulled high on their thighs. It was the first part of the plan. Men may enjoy sports on TV but the male mind can easily be distracted if a peek at a girl’s panties opportunity pops up. Suddenly there were three opportunities. The men moved back in their seats and pretended to talk to each other while there eyes strayed to look up the short skirts of the other wife’s legs. “That guy sucks!” Ann suddenly yelled when a large muscular guy jumped up and smacked another guy. “No way!” The guy with the black shorts sucks!” Belinda shouted. “Both of you are wrong. I like the small guy.” Brandi cried. “I could whip the small guy’s ass.” Ann laughed at Brandi. “Shit. You couldn’t even whip my ass.” Brandi challenged back. “Neither of you can take me.” Belinda said while standing up and flexing her muscles. She did work out with weights and did have some pretty big biceps. The guys stopped looking at the TV and were now looking at their wives. “Yeah. You tell them Belinda.” Tom said supporting his wife. “Actually, I can take on both of you.” Belinda challenged. Brandi was the first to quickly throw her body at Belinda. She grabbed her around the waist and held on as Ann flew across the room and put her arms around her arms and chest. As Belinda fell onto the large soft rug in front of the men Brandi was pinned under her while Ann was lying on top. Steve had the best view because of the way the women had fallen. All three women had their legs pointing toward him. Brandi’s skirt was pushed up over her hips and her white lace panties were easily seen under Belinda’s legs. “Yeah! Kick her ass Ann.” Steve shouted. Brandi’s legs curled around Belinda’s waist which opened her crotch to his eyes. He couldn’t see any pubic hairs escaping out the sides of Brandi’s stretched silk. Shit. She must be shaven. He thought. Belinda was too strong for Ann’s arms as she pushed outward and broke Ann’s grasp. Her hands moved around and pulled Ann over her body to fall on the rug next to her. Ann’s skirt flashed up her stomach. Her red panties made their world premier. “Alright!” Tom cheered. Ann had the nicest legs of the three. He had seen them before at the beach but, to see them leading up to her panties was too much. He leaned forward to see Ann’s dark bush through the semi-transparent material. Brandi was being crushed by Belinda. She whispered in Belinda’s ear. “Get off. I can’t breath.” “What’s wrong little girl?” Belinda mocked. “All talk and no action?” Belinda moved off of Brandi and landed on Ann. She pulled Brandi up until she was lying face down on top of her. Belinda’s hands pulled Brandi’s skirt up in the back. Her black thongs were wedged into her cute little ass cheeks. Jeff looked down to see his wife’s ass cheeks exposed. He reached out and pulled her skirt down. The other guys liked the display of flesh but Jeff was not happy to see his wife’s body exposed like it was. Jeff was also small like his wife and always felt intimidated by bigger guys. To see Brandi being man handled by Belinda was pissing him off. He didn’t realize they were totally play-acting. Belinda watched Jeff pull down his wife’s skirt and as soon as he sat back down Belinda pulled it back up. This time she twisted Brandi until her stomach was now exposed. Brandi almost laughed when her husband pulled down her skirt. He had always tried to get her to wear more conservative clothing. As Belinda turned her over she slowly spread her legs giving Steve a view of her black thongs stretching across her pussy mound. She felt the cool air as it hit her shaven pussy lips. Jeff jumped down and pulled Brandi from Belinda’s arms. She sat on the floor while Jeff pulled down her skirt. “Hey.” Belinda shouted. Jeff didn’t know what hit him as Belinda grabbed his legs and pulled him down on the floor next to her. This was not planned as Belinda and Brandi jumped on top of him. Before he could free his arms they spread their bodies on top of him. “Holy shit. The women are whipping Jeff’s ass.” Tom laughed. His eyes were still planted on Ann’s red lace bikini panties. She moved up to her knees and took her time pulling down her skirt. She moved over to help Brandi and Belinda. Ann put her weight on his knees as they held down his arms. She guessed he probably only weighed about 140 pounds so the three of them could overpower him pretty easily. “OK. Let me up right now.” Jeff shouted. He heard Tom laugh and also Steve. Why didn’t they help him? “Joke’s over.” Jeff pleaded. He knew he was helpless. He was embarrassed that the women could hold him down like this. “Brandi. Let me go or else.” He said looking over at his wife. “Forget it.” Brandi laughed. “We might just rape you now that we have you down like this.” “If I wanted to get up I could.” Jeff bluffed. “Hey. This is turning him on.” Ann announced from his knees. She was looking down at the bulge forming in his pants. “Oh, that little thing.” Brandi laughed. Her hand moved over to curl around it. “Brandi! Stop right now!” Jeff yelled as he tried to kick Ann off his legs. Tom and Steve were laughing their asses off. They were also sporting hard-ons but managed to hide them. Both could still see glimpses of panties. “Would either of you like a feel?” Brandi asked her women friends. Ann looked over at Steve and he shook his head yes. Brandi was joking until she felt Ann’s fingers pushing hers away and taking hold of Jeff’s six inch rigid tool. Everyone in the room stopped talking as all eyes watched Ann stroke Jeff’s bulge. The mood suddenly changed from fun and games to sexual tension. Ann had never touched another man’s hard prick and could feel his prick jerking in her hand. She knew he was ready to spurt. She laughed and let him go. No need to embarrass him anymore than they already had. “Let him up.” Ann said as she moved off his legs. She could feel her dampness as she moved quickly over to Steve in case Jeff was totally pissed off. Jeff didn’t smile as Brandi and Belinda let him go. He gave Brandi a dirty look and sat back down on the sofa. He grabbed a beer and peered at the TV. “So, who’s winning the match?” Steve joked trying to break the ice. No one answered. Ann motioned for Brandi and Belinda to join her upstairs. They walked out in single file. “Wow. Is he pissed or what?” Belinda said as the ladies moved into the kitchen. “He’ll get over it.” Brandi laughed. “Even if he doesn’t admit it, he was turned on.” “I’ll say.” Ann laughed. “He was ready to pop.” “I think our planned worked. The guys didn’t even watch the TV while we rolled around on the floor.” Belinda said. “Brandi, I hope you are not upset that I touched Jeff’s penis.” Ann said as they cleaned up the kitchen. “No, not at all. Actually, I’m sure I’ll get some action tonight now. But, if you ever want to return the favor with Steve let me know. Did you see the rise in his pants? What has he been hiding from us?” Brandi asked. “We shouldn’t talk about the size of our men’s dongs now should we?” Ann laughed. “Uh, why not?” Belinda asked with a big smile. “OK. But we all have to do it.” Ann said. They all shook their heads yes. Ann started talking real low. “Steve is about 8 or 9 inches when hard.” She looked over to see Brandi’s face light up. “And, it’s pretty thick as well. I cannot get my hand around it.” “Shit. You should have gone last.” Belinda whispered. “Tom’s hard-on is about 6 or 7 inches but not THAT THICK!” She said while looking over at Ann. “Well, you both saw Jeff’s bulge. Probably around five or six inches. Ann can tell you how thick.” “Not bad.” Ann snickered. They all laughed. The ladies were drinking coffee when the men finally came upstairs. Jeff was still subdued but was smiling at times. A couple of times Ann noticed him looking her way. When they made eye contact they both looked away. Everyone was gone and Ann was coming out of the bathroom to see Steve lying on his back naked. His fist was around his tower of power. “Damn, Ann. You women had my pants ready to burst.” He said as she pulled her robe off her shoulders. She dropped her nightshirt and pulled off her panties. Nude she moved up to the bed and straddled his thighs. “Actually, Brandi was quite impressed with your bursting pants.” She said as she replaced Steve’s hand with both of hers. Ann could feel Steve’s prick jerk slightly. “She was?” He asked. “After what Jeff showed in his pants and this? What would you expect?” Ann laughed as she stroked him up and down. “So, you did like our little wrestling show?” Ann asked. Her mouth moved down and opened to suck in his crown. “Oh shit. Yes.” Steve moaned. Ann couldn’t talk as she sucked his huge shaft in and out of her tight lips. He was ready as she moved her mouth off and her body up until her damp hole was hovering over his tip. She slowly lowered her hips until he was completely inside of her. Their bodies slapped together as Steve pretended Ann was Brandi. Of course, Ann had Jeff in her mind. She couldn’t wait until next Monday night. Over the weekend Brandi and Belinda met Ann to set up their plan for Monday night. “How far do we want to go this time?” Ann asked. “I can tell you this. The sex I had this past week has been better than the sex the past five years.” Brandi said. “Tom too. God, he was a wild man when we got home. We did it everywhere except in the bed.” Belinda sighed. “So, what’s next?” Brandi asked. “Will you ladies show some nudity?” Ann asked wondering if they were just all talk. They both looked at each other. “How much?” Belinda asked. “Breasts?” Ann asked. “I’ve never…” Brandi said but stopped. “I will if everyone else does it.” “Me too.’ Belinda said. They all shook hands. Everyone could feel the tension in the air when the Monday Night Wrestling match started. This time the women were sitting next to their men. Ann took a big drink from her beer can and sat it down firmly in front of her. “We all enjoyed the wrestling last week so I challenge the females to join me on the matt.” She pointed down to the large rug. “I’ll put my money on Belinda.” Tom said while pulling out a five dollar bill. “Count me in.” Steve laughed. “Ann of course. Jeff didn’t say anything. Brandi turned and gave him a dirty look. “OK.” Five bucks on Brandi. “What are the rules?” Belinda asked as she moved her bronze body down to the floor. All the women were again wearing short skirts. “You have to be pinned which means your shoulders touching for the count of three. All of us men will count together if we see shoulders touching.” Steve said. He peeked over at Brandi to see her smiling at him. He remembered what Ann had said. His prick started a slow rise in his pants. “This is a free for all.” Steve said. “So, anything goes.” The three women were once again on their knees. “Go!” Ann shouted as she grabbed Belinda’s arm and pulled her down to the rug. Belinda was stronger than the other two but Ann’s quick move surprised her. Before she could escape both Ann and Brandi was holding her down. “Hey. Not fair. Two against one.” “Free for all. Remember?” Ann laughed. Ann’s skirt was almost bunched up to her navel. Her sheer panties were now visible to both Tom and Jeff. She turned slightly which allowed them an unblocked view of her dark bush covering her pussy mound. Belinda could move her right arm so she reached up and pulled on Brandi’s blouse. She heard the tear as she pulled it downward. Brandi’s back was now bare. She couldn’t see where her bra was so she moved her hand up Brandi’s naked back until she touched the clasp. She twisted and it came loose in her hand. “Hey!” Brandi screamed when she felt her bra loosen. She moved her hands up to cover her naked orbs as Belinda pulled the flimsy white material off her body. Steve had to move slightly to get a better view of Brandi’s naked tits. Before she could cover them with her hands he saw her tiny pink nipples. They were rock hard. Belinda was laughing as she twirled the bra in circle in the air. “OH YEAH!” Brandi screamed. She released her naked tits and reached over to pull Belinda’s blouse apart. The buttons flew off. Belinda’s full rack was barely hidden by a skimpy bra. Brandi pulled the bra up and over Belinda’s large breasts. Her two inch diameter nipples stuck straight upward. “Hey. Are you two chilled or something.” “Ann chuckled while looking at their hard nipples. She didn’t laugh long. Belinda pulled her blouse up at the same time Brandi reached over and jerked it. It came apart in two pieces. Before Ann could cover her tits Belinda had undone the pink bra. Her bright pink breasts rubbed against Belinda’s full mounds. Steve’s eyes moved up and down Brandi’s body. Her string bikini panties were squeezed between her small round cheeks. As she wiggled to help Belinda her legs came apart and Steve could see her bare pussy lips peeking out at him. She closed them to prevent any more peeks. All three women were now topless as their bodies lay twisted together in front of the men. Ann was getting excited knowing two men were viewing her naked chest. She was also excited because her body was plastered against Belinda’s. She could feel Belinda’s hard nipples pressing into her soft chest. She had never touched another woman’s breast before but suddenly had the urge to do so. Belinda was the middle of the breast sandwich between Ann and Brandi’s bodies. She knew her skirt was over her panties but didn’t care. So, far everything had gone to plan. At least, until she felt Ann’s fingertips caress her naked breast under their bodies. At first she was shocked but the touch felt so good. She moved her own hand a little lower until she touched the top of Brandi’s tiny panties. She felt Brandi suck in her stomach as her fingers crept under the silk covering. She moved her fingers down expecting to find pubic hair but there was none. Her fingertips dove into Brandi’s dripping shaved slit. Ann could feel Belinda’s acceptance to her touches. She actually was pushing her breast towards her which made it easier to touch. Brandi’s hand was over the snap on Ann’s skirt. Ann was surprised when Brandi’s fingers released the small button because it was not part of the plan. Brandi pulled her skirt down her hips and down to her knees. She twisted to allow Brandi to pull it off. She was now only wearing her sheer panties. Ann wanted the other two to be like her so she pulled Belinda up until she could unsnap her skirt. As she pulled her up she saw Belinda’s hand in Brandi’s panties. Shit. She was fingering her. Belinda quickly removed her hand before any of the men saw what was happening. Ann got Belinda’s skirt off and they both easily removed Brandi’s. All three women were now only dressed in their skimpy panties. Ann decided they had gone far enough for tonight. “That’s it.” She whispered to Belinda who whispered to Brandi. They all jumped up, grabbed their clothes and ran out the door. They giggled and laughed all the way up stairs. “God! I can’t believe we just did that!” Brandi cried. She pulled on her skirt and bra but stood holding her ripped blouse. “Sorry about that.” Belinda apologized. “Me too.” Brandi laughed looking over at Belinda’s blouse with missing buttons. Ann went to her bedroom and returned with two blouses that could fit her two women friends. “We better be prepared when our men come to bed tonight.” Brandi laughed. Steve tried to watch the wrestling match but visions of Brandi’s shaven pussy kept appearing in his head. “Damn guys, our women put on one hell of a teasing show.” “Yeah, I think they went a little too far this time.” Jeff said still with a visible bulge in his pants. “Shit. I don’t think they went far enough.” Tom replied. “I don’t mind watching but not touching is driving me nuts.” Steve confessed. “Yeah. Me too.” Tom agreed. “We know they are playing and not being serious. Why don’t we join them?” Steve asked. “Wrestle?” Jeff asked with a shocked look. “Sure. If we wrestle we can get some touches in. If you know what I mean?” Steve laughed. “Not me.” Jeff said. “I’ve already been on the receiving end of being touched.” “And, you didn’t like it?” Tom laughed. “No.” Jeff started to say until he saw Steve’s and Tom’s smiles. “OK. Maybe a little?” He suddenly broke down laughing. “How do we do it?” Tom asked Steve. “When the ladies get into it next week we will strip down to our underwear and join them. They won’t know what hit them.” Steve chuckled. “How far do we go with the touches?” Jeff asked. “I’ll turn down the light and it will be so dark no one will know who is touching whom.” Steve replied. “They started it by touching Jeff, so it will just be payback. We will be ready for the next panty challenge.” The men all shook hands. Sex that night was wilder than the previous Monday night. As Steve and Ann lay naked in bed exhausted Steve asked, “So, will we get an encore next week?” “Maybe.” Ann giggled. They both fell off to sleep thinking about wrestling. Not Pro Wrestling. Monday Night Wrestling The ladies met again at Ann’s house the following weekend while Steve was cutting the grass. “So, how was everyone’s week?” Ann asked already knowing the answer. “Damn. I’m exhausted.” Belinda moaned with a laugh. “Me too.” Brandi agreed. “So, how far do we go this Monday?” Ann asked. “I’m not taking off my panties.” Brandi said looking at both women to see if they agreed. “Me neither.” Belinda said. “Why should we show all our secrets and they haven’t shown anything yet?” “Yeah.” Ann said loudly with a smile. “So, it’s down to our panties again, right?” “Right.” Both Belinda and Brandi said at the same time. They had not noticed Steve as he slipped into the small foyer between the garage and the kitchen. “Right about what?” He asked. “Are you ladies planned something devious?” “Maybe.” Brandi answered. She remembered Ann’s description of his penis. Jeff’s was fine but she wanted the experience of a bigger tool. She had read and heard that the old saying, “It’s not how big the ship is but the way it moves in the water” was a bunch of bullshit. Bigger was better. The weekend flew by and the other couples actually arrived early in anticipation of the “panty challenge” as Steve had called it. The men were all wearing loose boxer shorts which would enable easier freedom for hands to slip inside in case the women wanted to explore. Finally at 9:00PM the Pro Wrestling bell sounded. It was the last time any of them watched the TV. The women all looked at each other and suddenly pulled their sundresses off their bodies. Time was not wasted on bras because they left them in their bedrooms. In a flash the three women jumped onto the soft rub and twisted their bodies together. They were so wrapped up in grabbing and twisting they did not notice the lights dimming. The only light in the room came from the TV. Steve turned off TV and joined the other men disrobing. His pants fell at his feet and his shirt fell on top of this pants. Below him on the floor was a pile of female flesh twisted together. He could barely make out bare breasts, white panties half way off a cute ass, arms and legs intertwined together. He did not know which body part went to whom. He really didn’t care as he gave the signal to the other men who were standing erect in more ways than one waiting for the signal. In the very dim light, Steve raised and lowered his arm and moved like a snake into the pile of female flesh. ‘Oh. Hey!” Ann cried out as another body pushed up against her back. “The men have joined us.” She yelled to worn the other women. It was too late as Brandi felt large hands slide around her side to cup her bare breasts. Her head was locked between Belinda’s thighs and even with the low light could see the crotch of Belinda’s pussy only inches from her face. Belinda didn’t complain when someone’s lips moved up her thighs. She opened her legs enough to allow the unknown person access to her dripping vee. Her hand moved out to touch someone’s hairy leg. She didn’t know who it was as the hand moved up to touch the bottom of his boxers. Her hand slid underneath and upward until she had someone’s prick in her grasp. The lips on her pantied crotch slithered under the material until it wiggled against her damp hole. It was the first pussy that Brandi had ever tasted. Ann moved her hand back and surrounded the man’s penis sticking into her ass. She knew it was not Steve and it felt larger than Jeff’s. It had to be Tom’s she smiled as she stroked it against her panty-covered ass. She played with his shaft until she felt him move away. She moved her hands until she touched someone’s stomach. It was soft. She remembered Belinda touching Brandi’s pussy and wondered how it would feel. Her fingers soon found out as they slipped under the panties and into a soft mound of hair. It had to be Belinda she thought as she played with her large clitoris. Jeff was shy at first as he entered the pile. He reached out his hand to touch someone’s shoulder. It was soft so he explored over the top and down to the woman’s breast. His fingers discovered a nice large firm mound. The nipple was hard waiting for his touches. It was so much bigger than this wife’s. As he played with the hard tip he moved his hard-on up against the woman’s ass. She pushed it back harder against him and wiggled it back and forth. Suddenly a leg moved over his shoulder and his head was pressed down against the rug. The person moved slightly until he felt something long and hard pressing against his face. Shit. It was a man’s cock. He tried to turn his head but the woman’s body prevented him from moving. Tom didn’t care what or whom he was touching. His hands explored every body part he could find. He tried to remember where Ann was last seen and moved his fingers in that direction. He touched some silk cloth that could be a woman’s panties. His fingers explored until he was able to move his fingers over her mons. His fingers moved over her pubic mound and down into her warm slit. “Oh God.” Ann moaned. Tom felt someone’s face under his hard-on. As he played with the unknown pussy he moved his other hand under him and pulled his bare prick through the opening. He didn’t know whose face it was but it didn’t matter at the moment. He aimed the tip of his prick across the lips of the head. The lips were closed tightly. Jeff opened his mouth to breathe and felt the invading penis move into his throat. He gasped for air as the prick moved in and out. This was not what he had planned. Steve fumbled around until he located Brandi’s body. She was the slimmest of the women and her breasts were the smallest. It wasn’t the breasts he was interested in. Brandi felt the arms pulling her out of the pile and didn’t object as his strong arms pulled her away until they lay face to face. She knew it was Steve when she placed her hand on his bulge. It was huge. She pulled it out through the tiny opening and pushed her stomach forward to rub in across the face of the panties. Her mouth opened to allow his tongue to enter. When Brandi’s lips left Belinda’s pussy Belinda turned her body to see whose prick was pushing up against her ass. Surprisingly her hands discovered two male bodies lying on top of each other. Her fingers traced the top body down until she located his boxers. Her fingers moved under his body and discovered his prick moving in and out of the mouth of the man on the bottom. Shit. He was sucking a man’s prick. This was unbelievable. Her fingers explored the man on the bottom until she found his hard-on pressed under the top man’s body. She snaked her fingers into his boxers and pulled his hard-on out. She twisted her head until her mouth touch the tip. As soon as her lips closed around the crown he climaxed into her mouth. It had to be Jeff she thought which meant Jeff was sucking off the man on top. She touched his body until her hands moved over his face. Shit. It was her husband Tom. Did he know Jeff was sucking him off? She laughed. Tom didn’t care who was sucking him off because his fingers were in Ann’s pussy. He explored her damp cavern and even her rear hole. He wished he could pull away and see if she would let him fuck him but they had all agreed on touching only. He grunted as he exploded in the person’s mouth under him. Steve was ready to blow from Brandi’s handling of his hard-on. He tried to push her panties to the side as she rubbed him on her pussy but she stopped him. She was not going to let him inside. Promises are promises. But, she heard other sounds that sounded like someone was doing oral sex so she turned her body until his large tool was under her mouth. She opened her legs and lowered her pussy to his mouth. He pulled the panties aside and licked across her shaven lips. As his tongue entered her pussy she sucked the large knob into her tiny mouth. It didn’t take either of them long to explode. Brandi’s head jerked back from the force of his ejaculation. But, she held her mouth tight as she sucked him dry. “Oh yes.” Ann cried as the fingers in her pussy brought her to the edge and over. Everyone had climaxed except for Belinda. She moved her body and hands around to find a willing subject but everyone seemed to be spent. She felt Tom move his body off of Jeff’s head and she quickly moved her hips over his face. Before he could object she lowered her damp pussy onto his cum filled mouth. Jeff reacted and pushed his tongue out to taste her honey pot. Much better than a man, Jeff thought as his tongue brought her to satisfaction. Her hands cupped his head and pulled him closer into her dampness as she came. “I’M CUMING!” She screamed. She let go of Jeff’s head and it fell back to the floor almost knocking him out. There were no sounds or movements for almost 15 minutes. Finally someone moved and fumbled around for the light switch. Everyone held their hands over their eyes as the bright light came on. Everyone scrambled for their clothing and pretended not to look at the others as they dressed. Brandi was quick to check out Steve’s long prick that was still semi-hard. It looked as big as it felt in her hand and mouth. Not much was said as everyone grabbed their belongings and headed out the door. Now, in the light everyone seemed to be embarrassed and didn’t know what to say. Even Steve and Ann said little as they showered and went to bed. They both thought about how exciting it was but were both scared because they had crossed the line of voyeurism to touching and oral sex. Steve woke up early the next day and was out of the house before Ann could get downstairs. She thought about calling the other women but was unsure what she would say. “Hey Belinda your husband finger-fucked me really nice last night or how did you like my husbands tongue in your pussy last night Brandi?” She guessed the others were also worried about what had occurred because the phone did not ring for another two days. Her and Steve avoided conversations about what had occurred as well. It was hard to pretend it didn’t happen. Finally on Thursday Ann spoke up. “We can’t pretend it didn’t happen.” She said looking at the back of a newspaper in front of Steve’s face. “I know.” He said keeping the paper up. “I’m not sure how to discuss it.” “We need to just get it out.” She said almost in tears. “We didn’t plan on it going as far as it did.” “We didn’t either.” Steve said pulling the paper down to look at her. “I didn’t let anyone fuck me.” She said. “Good. And, I didn’t fuck anyone.” He replied but thinking how close he was. Steve stood up and moved over to his wife’s chair. She looked up and him and smiled. He smiled back. “I did enjoy it though.” He pulled her up to him. “Me too.” They kissed and she whispered in his ear. “I’m dying to know what you did.” “You first.” Steve answered. “God, I don’t know where to start. Hands were touching me all over. Someone touched my breasts and someone else touched my pussy. I jerked off Tom I believe. And, then….” She stopped and looked at him. “I fingered Belinda’s pussy.” Steve’s prick got extremely rigid as he listened to Ann’s story. He knew it was his turn to talk. “I guess I fumbled around until I found Brandi’s body. Your story about how she wanted to touch my prick got me going. I touched a lot of body parts both men and women until I found her small body. I pulled her out and we kissed and touched separate from the pile.” He said not telling her about the oral sex. “Did she jerk you off?” Ann said while reaching down to stroke his hardness. “Yes.” He moaned as she pumped him. “Did you finger her pussy?” She asked as she pushed his hand up under her nightgown. He found her damp hole waiting for him. “Yes.” He moaned. “Is that all?” She asked as she squeezed his dick harder. “Is it?” She squeezed harder and harder. “No.” He managed to say. “We had oral sex.” She relaxed her grip but kept pumping. “How did she taste? Like this?” She said as she reached up and pulled his body down to his knees. She raised her nightgown and moved her hairy pussy to his lips. His tongue licked out to taste her. “Yes.” He answered while his tongue went to work. It took Belinda and Tom only a day to finally discuss what happened. Tom told his wife someone gave him a blowjob while he fingered Ann’s pussy. He almost fell off his chair when she told him it was Jeff. “No fucking way.” “Yes way.” She laughed. I touched both of you and believe me it was Jeff.” “Damn. At first he was not that great but at the end his lips were locked around my shaft.” He said in amazement. “We have to keep this quiet. When the light came on we all scrambled around so I didn’t notice it was him.” “I also think Brandi gave me oral sex.” Belinda said. “Really?” Tom replied. “Maybe we should invite them over and they can do us both at the same time?” “Yeah. Like that’s going to happen.” She laughed. Brandi tried to get Jeff to talk but he was very quiet. He muttered something to her about never going to see wrestling again as they drove home. But, as the days went by she could tell he wanted to talk about it. “So, did you mean it when you said you don’t want to go back to Steve and Ann’s again?” She asked as they sat watching TV. “I’m not sure. How about you?” He asked without looking at her. “I will if you will.” She said. “Are you mad at me?” “No. It’s not that.” He said not looking. “It’s….” He started to say but shut up quickly. “Are you jealous of Steve?” She said knowing she saw them together when the lights came on. “No. Should I be?” He asked finally turning his head to see her expression. “No. It was just sex. I only love you.” She answered as she moved next to him on the sofa. “Tell me what’s bothering you.” She said while holding his arm. “I can’t.” he said looking away. “Did someone do something to you that you don’t want to talk about?” She said grasping for anything that was bothering him. “No. It was something I did.” He said quietly. “Did you fuck Ann or Brandi?” She asked still puzzled?” “No.” He answered. “I give up.” She said wondering what could be so bad he didn’t want to talk about it. “I sucked Tom’s prick.” He said softly while looking down at his hands which were rubbing together. “God. You did?” She asked shocked at hearing the words. “See. You are pissed off.” He answered. “No. I’m not. Actually I wanted to tell you that I kissed and licked Belinda’s pussy.” She said while putting her arm around him. “You did?” He asked. He turned to look at her to see if she was making it up. “I did and it was exciting.” She said kissing him on the ear. “I’d do it again if I had the chance.” Jeff turned and put his lips onto hers. They kissed and she lowered her mouth down to his hard-on sticking up through the opening in his pajamas. “Me too.” He moaned as she brought him to a shattering climax. On Friday morning Ann got up enough nerve to call the ladies. They happily agreed to meet at Ann’s house that afternoon. Everyone at first pretended nothing had occurred. They talked about each other’s hair, clothing, and even some of the movie stars. Finally, Ann broke the ice. “OK. It’s report card time. How did everyone’s week go?” She asked. No one said a word. “OK. I’ll go first. Steve and I didn’t talk until Wednesday. I confessed to him what I did and what others did to me. He did the same to me.” She looked at Brandi and smiled. “I don’t care if he had mutual oral sex with you Brandi.” Ann confessed. Brandi looked embarrassed at first but managed a smile. “It was nice.” They all burst out laughing. “So, what’s next?” Ann asked. “Did you discuss how far you want to take this?” Neither woman spoke up. “OK. I’ll go again.” Ann said. She was nervous as she told them what she and Steve agreed to. “We are willing to go all the way if everyone else is.” She said looking for their reaction. Again neither woman spoke. “We decided to go as far as each of us want.” Belinda said. “I just don’t want to lose you two as friends.” She said reaching out her hands to take a hold of each woman’s hand. “I think Jeff is alright with going all the way.” Brandi said. “He was kind of upset because of something that happened.” “I know.” Belinda said before she realized Ann did not know. “OK. Tell me.” Ann said squeezing their hands tightly in hers. “Jeff sucked Tom’s penis.” Brandi said looking for the shock on Ann’s face. But, Ann didn’t react at all at first. Suddenly she grinned. “That is so cool.” “I thought so too.” Belinda said. “Me too.” Brandi answered. “I mean if we can do it so can they.” Belinda answered again not realizing Ann knew Brandi had sucked on her pussy. “OK. Tell me.” Ann laughed as she once again squeezed their hands tightly. “I did it to Belinda.” Brandi confessed and turned red at the same time. “And it was marvelous.” Belinda said looking at Brandi. “It was?” Brandi asked all excited. “Are you sure you never did it before?” Belinda asked. “No.” Brandi giggled. “I’m just sorry I never got the chance to repay you.” Belinda said out loud. Again the room got silent as excitement raced through their bodies. “Do you think?” Belinda started to say before Ann interrupted her. “Sure.” Brandi finished the thoughts. "Why not?” “Why don’t we go down stairs and practice some wrestling moves. We have to be ready for Monday night.” Ann laughed. Three nervous but excited women moved down to the passion pit. “How do we do this?” Brandi asked. “How the hell should I know?” Ann exclaimed. “I guess we just strip and experiment.” Ann pulled her shirt up over her head and pushed her shorts down her hips. She stopped for a second to watch the other two women disrobe. Brandi was not wearing a bra and her small but firm breasts appeared with hard nipples. All at once all three ladies stood only in their panties and pushed them down their hips at the same time. Brandi was the only one with the shaven pussy. Both Ann and Belinda had full bushes. Ann opened her arms and the other two naked women moved until their naked breasts pushed against each other. Ann was the first to bring her small hand up to cup Belinda’s right breast and Brandi’s left one. The other two followed her lead until all six breasts were being fondled by soft fingers and hands. “So much softer than a man’s hand don’t you think?” Ann asked while she gently played with Belinda’s long and hard nipple. “Definitely.” Brandi agreed while her small hands caressed their larger orbs. “Simon says suck on the nipple to your left.” Ann chuckled as she lowered her mouth to Belinda’s hard digit. The other women followed her lead again. “Oh. I like that.” Brandi moaned as she lifted her small mouth off of Ann’s nip. Belinda’s tongue flicked rapidly across Brandi’s smaller point. “OK. Right nip.” Ann announced as she moved her hot tongue to taste Brandi’s miniature cherry. They sucked for a few minutes until they were all moaning. Ann took her mouth away and said, “lips center.” Her head moved towards the others in the center of them. Their head moved back and their lips moved forward until their lips touched. Ann’s tongue led the way until the two other tongues met hers. Ann pushed back and was trying to get her breath. “Hands on asses.” She said. “Simon said.” She laughed. Her hands moved around until she was cupping their firm buttocks. Their hands were gently massaging hers. They all knew what was coming next. “Fingers in pussies.” She announced. The women moved closer which allowed them to curl their hands and slide down each others stomachs. Ann gasped when two different hands and fingers found her dripping slit. “OH GOD!” She said. “Let’s move to the floor.” If the men could see them now they would all shot their wads. They moved down to their knees while their fingers explored the other dripping slits. “Oh my. I….” Ann moaned as Brandi’s fingers rubbed her clit. Belinda’s longer fingers slid up into her channel. Ann didn’t want to stop but they all wanted to go to the next step. “Simon…..says…pant pant….kiss….pant….the pussy….pant pant…to your left.” She breathed out and removed her damp fingers. Ann curled her body down until her head was between Belinda’s legs. Her own legs moved to the right to allow Brandi’s mouth on her stomach. Monday Night Wrestling Her hand moved up to pull Belinda’s legs wider apart. She watched the hairy nest open to show her pink folds. Her tongue snaked out to touch her hard clit pointing outward. As her lips curled around it she felt Brandi’s tongue find her own clit. Simon says was over as they got down to business. Brandi had the most experience and had Ann ready to climb the wall. “Ahhhh.” Ann moaned. Her own lips and tongue matched those of Brandi’s. She was sure Belinda was doing the same to Brandi. Ann climaxed first and screamed into Belinda’s wet hole. She stopped sucking on her clit until her body relaxed. Suddenly she remembered Belinda. “Sorry.” She said as she returned her mouth to bring Belinda pleasure. In less than a minute Brandi and Belinda came at the same time. Their screams filled the basement. “Oh my god.” Brandi said as they sat naked on the floor. “That was unbelievable.” “That is an understatement.” Belinda said still out of breath. “Well. We know one thing.” Ann laughed. “If the men don’t satisfy us we can do it ourselves. They all laughed as they held hands. It was getting late and Steve would be home shortly. “We better get dressed or Steve might have a heart attacked seeing us like this.” She laughed. The women did not mention to the men about their daisy chain affair. All six of them watched the clock until Monday Night. Finally they sat in the basement waiting for the 9:00PM wresting match. “So how are we going to do this?” Ann asked her nervous husband and friends. “Lights off?” “I don’t know about the rest of you but, I would rather keep the lights on.” Jeff laughed. It was five minutes to nine when Ann stood up. She motioned for everyone else to stand. She was the chosen leader again as she pulled her shirt up over her sheer bra. Her dark nipples were easily seen through the material. Brandi stood next to her and pulled her blouse open and off her shoulders. Her half-cup bra did little to hide her excited nipples. Belinda did more of a strip tease as she turned and unbuttoned her blouse. “Yeah. Take it off.” Tom yelled. Ann smiled and curled her arms across her chest. “Nope. It’s your turn.” The guys all stood up and pulled their shirts over their heads and stood bare from the waist up. “That was easy.” Steve laughed. Ann unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down her legs. Brandi and Belinda followed. They stood in their bra and panties. The men followed by releasing their belts and pants. The pants fell to their feet and they kicked them to the side. Tom and Steve stood in their boxers with full hard-ons bulging out. Jeff wore his normal jockey briefs which did not hide the shape of his rigid shaft. Ann pulled down the straps on her bra and her full breasts and hard rosy nipples were exposed. Brandi and Belinda followed. They all stood in their final piece of underwear as they watched the Pro Wrestling show come on. “All together.” Ann commanded as her fingers inched into the waist band of her panties. As her panties moved south so did the panties, boxers and briefs of the others. Their eyes roamed as bare pricks and pussies were exposed in the light for the first time. Steve got an idea. “Why don’t we do a tag team?” “What’s that?” Belinda asked. “The guys get on one side and the women on the other. We each select someone to go onto the rug. When the team mate needs help he or she reaches out to touch a someone in their corner.” He took a deep breath and continued. “If someone climaxes they are out of the match. If a tag is made before the climax everyone has to stop until the change is made. Deal?” The ladies looked at each other and huddled together. “This should be a snap. They will definitely come before we will.” Ann laughed. She turned to Steve. “Deal.” “Who is going in first?” Ann asked. “Everyone turn the other way. The person picked will take a step backwards.” Steve announced. They all faced the other way and Steve pointed to Jeff to go first. Jeff would be the weakness and they wanted to wear them down. Ann looked at the others and decided Belinda should go first. She was the strongest and would possibly get them a lead. “OK. Ready?” Steve asked. “GO!” Belinda and Jeff stepped backwards onto the rug and bumped into each other. Jeff turned around to say he was sorry when Belinda curled her arms around him and crushed his skinny chest into her massive breasts. “Ahhhhh.” Jeff screamed as her arms lifted his body up into the air. He tried to pull her arms apart but was not strong enough. “Come on Jeff. Kick her ass!” Tom yelled. Belinda looked at her husband and laughed. She slowly lowered Jeff until his feet touched the rug. She leaned into him until he lost his balance and fell onto his back. He tried to move out from under her but she caught him and pulled him back. Her full body crushed down on top of his. She grabbed his arms and held them above his head. She knew her job was to make him climax so she moved upward until her large nipple brushed his lips. Jeff couldn’t move his body but he could move his lips and tongue. As her tip touched he sucked it in and flicked it with his tongue. It caught Belinda by surprise. “Oh Jeez.” She moaned as Jeff attacked her nipple. His skinny thigh snaked between her muscular legs and pushed against her hairy mound. His thigh dry humped her as he licked her nipple. “Oh God.” She moaned loudly. This was no working. She pulled her nipple out of his mouth which made a big “POP” sound. Belinda knew she had to get a hold of his penis. She let go of his wrist and moved her body between their stomachs until she grabbed his hard shaft. It might be smaller than the other two but it still filled her hand. She started a slow stroking motion as she moved her lips down to suck on his nipple. “OH FUCK!” Jeff groaned. “Let go….” He cried. He knew he was almost ready to come. He moved his free arm up until he finally touched one of the guys. “BREAK!” Steve yelled as he moved down to pull Jeff from Belinda’s grasp. She still held on to his hard prick until Steve opened her fingers. Steve dove on top of Belinda and pinned her under him like she had done Jeff. “See how you like it.” He whispered. She felt his large prick rubbing against her hairy mound and opened her legs. She lined her pussy up to his tip and whispered in his ear. “Fuck me if you have the balls.” This was it. Up until now it had been touching and sucking. Steve opened a new door as his large shaft slid into her depths. “OH GOD!” Belinda cried as his prick stretched her pussy walls. Her mind went blank as her legs curled up around his hips. Steve looked over at his wife as he began a slow in and out piston motion. Belinda moaned each time he entered and groaned each time he exited. Steve knew he had her close. He moved his hand under him until he found her hard clit. As he fucked her pussy he diddled with her pleasure button. “OHHHHHH!” She moaned. She was ready to explode. “Touch my hand!” Brandi cried holding her hand out to Belinda. As Belinda moved her arm out Steve pulled it back. “No, no.” He laughed as his prick moved faster and faster. He heard the deep moan in her throat before it made it to her lips. “OH FUCK. I’M CUMING!” She screamed as her hands moved around Steve’s ass and held him close. Her body shook as she exploded. “Yeah Steve.” Tom yelled not caring it was his wife that Steve just fucked. “One down. Two to go.” As Belinda opened her eyes and moved her hand out to touch Brandi’s hand Steve reached over to touch Tom’s. As much as he wanted to fuck Brandi his session with Belinda had gotten him too excited and too tired. They moved out as Brandi and Tom moved in. Belinda was finished. “This shouldn’t last long.” Jeff whispered to Steve as he watched his naked wife crawl up to Tom. Tom just lay back as he watched the tiny woman come at him. “Uh, wake me up when you are done.” He laughed as he close his eyes and pretended to sleep. Brandi didn’t waste any time and went right for Tom’s thick prick. Her petite hand moved up his testicles and lightly up his hard-on. It moved as her fingers curled around it. He peeked down and grinned as her small lips opened and sucked in the tip. Tom chuckled as her mouth moved up and down and as her fingers cupped his large balls. He knew he could take a blowjob longer than most men. What he didn’t know was that Brandi’s finger slipped under his balls and up to his puckered opening. Before he could react her middle finger dove deep into his bowels. His body rose about a foot and as it moved back down it jumped up again when she moved her ring finger to join the other one. “Hey! That’s not fair.” He moaned. He tried to reach behind him to pull her fingers out but her other hand kept him away. As her mouth moved up and down her finger matched her lips and moved in and out of his ass. Steve and Jeff could see Brandi had him by more than his balls. It was actually kind of funny to see his ass moving up and down to match her finger movements. “I knew she was going to do that to him.” Jeff laughed. “She gets me off in seconds when she does that.” Tom lasted a little longer. He could feel his come racing up the tubes as he held his hand out to tag a teammate. Just before he made contact Brandi pulled her mouth off and his white pleasure juices shot up over his stomach. “BRANDI, BRANDI, BRANDI!” Ann and Belinda shouted. She pulled her fingers out of his ass and tagged Ann with her other hand. “Gotta go wash this one.” She laughed. Belinda and Tom were gone. Four more to go. Tom tagged Jeff. Ann moved in like a panther stalking Jeff’s slim body. They weighed about the same but Jeff was stronger. She moved to tackle him but he jumped aside. As he lay on her stomach he dove on her back. His prick lay rigid between her ass cheeks. He had her pinned. Ann kept her ass cheeks tightly together in case he had any Greek ideas. She had never had anal sex mainly because Steve was so big. She also didn’t get any thrills when he touched her rear opening. But, that was good. She thought. He would be excited and she wouldn’t. She relaxed her ass muscles and opened her thighs. Jeff was happy he was on top for a change. He was the man and he deserved to be on top. His manhood was hurt when the ladies held him down and it was Ann who grabbed his prick. This was his chance to get even. He was deciding how to do that when she opened her legs. His prick moved on it’s own as it pushed between her soft ass mounds. Brandi had never let him fuck her in the ass and now this woman was doing everything but putting a welcome sign on her ass. Ann hoped Steve wouldn’t care as she moved her hips upward to allow his prick more access. She flinched when the tip of his smaller prick pushed against her anus. Steve was leaning over looking to see just where Jeff was planning on putting his family rod. It looked as if he was pushing a little higher than her pussy. Shit. Ann was welcoming him into her ass. He thought about stopping it but froze as he watched Jeff’s stomach move forward. “OH YES!” Ann faked pleasure as Jeff’s narrow tool slid into her rear depths. “FUCK MY ASS!” she cried. It was a little painful but the more she relaxed the better it became. Jeff’s face was bright red as he fucked a woman’s ass for the first time. He was showing his woman who the man was. As he got more excited he realized his job was to make her come. Although she was moaning he thought it sounded fake. He moved his hand around and under her stomach until he found her hard clitoris. He moved it up and down as he fucked into her rear. “OH GOD!” Ann cried in real pleasure. His finger on her clit and the fact that he was fucking her in the ass was driving her closer to the brink. She had to hold out until he came inside her ass. She pushed back harder and faster to get him off. Jeff was getting closer and closer but, gritted his teeth to keep from coming. He knew she was close and he had to hold off. His fingers moved faster and faster across her clit. Jeff and Ann screamed at the same time. They both tried to hold back their verbal pleasure but couldn’t. “No, no, no, YES, YES, YES!” Ann cried as she climaxed. Jeff’s body shot forward as he unloaded his railcar amount of white pleasure up her ass. “SHIT!” They had both climaxed at the same time. Only Steve and Brandi were left. It was what they both had wanted. Ann pulled Brandi aside and whispered in her ear. “He has the hots for you so go right for his prick.” Brandi smiled and looked across at Steve’s prick. It stood straight out pointing at her bald pussy. Her body ached with need as she moved slowly onto the rug. She did not know what he would do. He was so much bigger than her so she knew he could have his way but she didn’t think he would overpower her. In the pretense of wrestling they would fuck in front of their spouses and friends. Steve moved also with caution not sure what Brandi would do. His heart was beating rapidly as he peered at her smooth pussy lips between her perfectly shaped thighs. As they got closer and closer their eyes melted and their aggressions dimmed. Her arms moved into his and their lips moved together. “Take her!” Jeff shouted at Steve to fuck his wife. Steve had to chuckle to himself and he pulled her small but firm breasts to his muscular chest. Her hands moved around him and explored his muscular back. Her tiny hands moved down to gently squeeze his firm ass cheeks. She felt his passion pushing against her stomach. She looked down to and saw the tip of his prick rising up between her naked mounds. She returned her lips to his and nibbled on his tongue as it entered her mouth. They were not trying to get the other one to climax they were making love. “His prick.” Ann coached from the sidelines. Brandi’s mind didn’t hear a sound as his large hands pulled her small ass closer to his body. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” Steve whispered in her ear so no one else could hear him. “Me too.” She said softly back in his ear. Their bodies weakened from their lust collapsed onto the rug. Steve moved to his back and Brandi melted her petite body into his. Her mouth again found his. It had been almost five minutes and neither of them had touched the others genitals. Steve’s fingers explored every inch of her body. Her lips nibbled at his as they grounded their bodies together. “I want it to last all night.” Brandi whispered. “I think it just might.” Steve whispered back with a small laugh. “Come on Steve. Fuck her.” Tom cheered from the edge of the mat. Watching them touch was getting his libido going again. He looked over at Ann and noticed her fingers caressing her thigh close to her pussy. She caught him looking at her and pointed at her pussy. She smiled and he smiled back. He wished Steve and Brandi would end the contest so they could just get together and fuck. Belinda was also inching over closer to Jeff. “Forget them.” She whispered as she took a hold of his arm and pulled her over to her on the sofa. Jeff looked at his wife as Steve’s lips moved slowly down her neck to her 32B breasts. His lips found her gumdrop nipple and sucked it in slowly. He lifted her body up with his strength and sat her on top of his hard-on. She moved her slit slowly up and down his heated log. They were still not in a hurry. Ann caught the movement of Jeff and Belinda on the sofa and turned her head to see Jeff’s body moving up on top of her friend. Belinda’s legs opened as she accepted his hard six inch rod. His hips moved forward as he slithered into her hot oven. They didn’t care who won the contest. Steve’s prick was starting to get anxious as her wet channel slid up and down its length. Brandi heard his moan as her small hole moved over the tip. Her body was crying for his tool to come inside as well so she opened her legs as wide as possible and lowered her hips until his tip pushed inside. God he was so big. Ann was kind of worried by the slow love making Steve and Brandi was displaying. She could see them whispering and caressing each other. She was so involved with them she did not notice Tom as he moved behind her and push his prick up against her ass. “Oh.” She said in surprise as she turned and saw Tom. If Steve wanted to make love then she could do the same. She moved her lips back and found Tom’s. Her tongue raped his lips and found his tongue waiting. Her body fell back onto the rug next to Brandi’s. As Tom moved between her legs she looked to the side and could see Steve’s large shaft moving slower and slower into Brandi’s tight pussy. Jeff was fucking Belinda like a jack rabbit. Belinda didn’t mind but had to rush to catch up to his level of passion. “Fuck me Jeff!” She chanted. Jeff didn’t let her down. Steve and Brandi maintained their slow but exciting movements. Her body had grown more and more accustomed to his size and she was able to take more and more of his length. As he hit the back of her pussy her eyes opened and she smiled. Steve smiled too as her lips crushed into his. “I’M CUMING!” Jeff cried. Belinda raced to catch him and finally did as his body lost all it’s movement. “ME TOO!” She screamed. Steve heard a moan next to him and looked over to see Ann’s face only inches from his. Tom’s lips were moving down her chest and onto her large and hard nipples. “I love you.” She mouthed to Steve. Steve smiled and mouthed the same words back. Brandi’s body slowly but steadily sped up until her body was almost bouncing up and down his massive shaft. “OH GOD!” She yelled as she got closer and closer to coming. She looked at him and whispered. “Together.” He understood and smiled back. “NOW!” She screamed as her body moved faster and faster. Sweat poured off Steve’s forehead and he released his fountain into her tight hole. “Errrrrgggghhh.” Steve groaned as she pulled her ass closer to him. They both came at the same time and no one was the winner. Of the wrestling match. They were all winners of passion. Steve held Brandi to him as they watched Ann and Tom finish next to them. Later they all moved up to the sofa naked and squeezed together. Tom found the remote control and turned it on to see Pro Wrestling was still on. “Hey look. It’s a rerun of THE GIANT and HULK HOGAN!” The guys moved down to the rug to watch. “Let’s go take a shower.” Ann said to the naked friends sitting next to her. The men didn’t notice as they moved naked by them and up the stairs. “So what do we do next to get their attention?” Belinda asked while her soapy hands moved down Brandi’s firm ass cheeks. Ann was soaping Belinda’s back and Brandi was soaping Ann’s ass. Ann’s fingers moved up under Belinda’s ass and her fingers slid easily into her warm pussy. “I don’t think we need their attention anymore.” Ann smiled as Brandi’s fingers toyed with her hard clit. “Simon says…..” Note from Slickman: I hope you liked the Monday Night Wrestling Story. I bet a lot of you thought it hit home. Remember, the next time your husband is enhanced on a sporting event just grab your girlfriend and put on a good show…J Don’t forget to vote.