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At The Mall

By: English Bob



At 8.45am, Sam was sitting in a rented Ford, in a side street, a short distance from his home. Although he and his wife Beth had played this game before, it never failed to excite him and his nerves jangled as he tried to listen to the radio and waited. Sam and Beth were in their late twenties and had been together for eight years. Life had been good to them. They had an excellent relationship with a varied and slightly unusual sex life. They both enjoyed and looked forward to their games together, that had recently become more and more adventurous. This game, Sam had planned himself. He knew how his wife loved to show off her attractive figure. He had to admit that she had a lot to show off! At 27, she was at the peak of her sexuality. Her long, jet black hair tumbled in curls over her shoulders and nearly reached her trim waist. Her long, shapely legs tapered smoothly to well turned ankles and dainty feet. The only thing that, perhaps was not perfectly proportionate, were her breasts. Large firm globes of soft flesh that looked a little too sizable for her otherwise slender frame, topped with deep pink nipples that seemed to stiffen at the slightest suggestion of excitement. But this day, Sam hoped that it would not just be him that her womanly charms were exposed to. He had taken the day off work and, as he did not want Beth to recognise his own car, he had rented the Ford for this specific purpose. For the fifth time in as many minutes he checked his watch. Beth was not even aware yet that the game had started!Bleary eyed and still yawning, Beth walked into the kitchen to make herself some coffee. She assumed that Sam had all ready left for work, as she busied herself with the coffee machine. Turning on the TV, she sat at the pine table and glanced at the morning paper. As she picked up the publication, she noticed a small envelope underneath. The envelope was unstamped and just bore her name in neat printed letters on the front. Beth immediately recognised the printing as belonging to her husband. She smiled as she tore it open hurriedly.

At The Mall



I'm the manager of the leather goods store at my local mall, and I've got a story to tell you about what happened there this last holiday season. Surprisingly enough, they closed the whole mall down, supposedly giving the shop workers a day with their families.

Even so, I still had to go in and do She stops in at work after hours. a few things I wasn't able to finish the night before. Fortunately, I have a key to the back door of my store, so I got in. My boyfriend came along, since his family had done all their holiday stuff on Christmas Eve.

So there I was, doing my manager stuff, while Paul looked around the store. He'd been in before, so he knew the stuff he liked. Stepping straight to the racks of leather jackets, he grabbed one he liked and put it on, then he went to a display of leather caps and found one his size. Standing in front of the mirror, in his tight blue jeans, in a leather jacket and cap, he looked like something out of one of those old biker movies. He looked fabulous. I felt myself getting wet at the sight.

Next he asked if he could try on a pair of leather pants. As if he really had to ask! I told him to go right ahead, and when he started toward the fitting rooms, I told him not to bother, we were the only ones there. A smile spread across his face, and he unzipped his jeans quickly. I get a feeling that almost every guy has a secret fantasy about stripping down in the middle of the mall, or something. Anyway, Paul's jeans were in a heap on the floor in a flash, and he was soon strutting around in a pair of tight black leather pants. 

I thought I'd cum right then and there! Here was the hottest man alive, only about six feet away. Suddenly, I got an idea, and told Paul to close his eyes and wait for me. When I was convinced he wasn't peeking, I dashed to a few racks, then ran to the fitting rooms.

After a few minutes, I told Paul he could open his eyes again. When he finally found me, his jaw nearly hit the floor and his cock nearly burst the seams of those leather pants he had on. I was wearing a leather halter top over my 32C's, a tight leather miniskirt, (under that, I was wearing leather thong panties, only he didn't know that, yet), and a pair of high boots. I asked him, "What's the matter, don't you like it?" and all I got in response was an incoherent mumble.

I slowly started walking toward him, making sure I swung my hips with each step, so I could emphasize the shortness of the miniskirt. When I reached Paul, I pressed my body against his, my leather clad breasts flattening against the hard leather of his jacket. Slowly, I reached down and ran my hand over the big lump in his pants. Paul moaned and pressed himself harder into my hand, then snaked a hand around my waist then up under the short skirt I was wearing. When he found my bare ass with just a thin strip running up my crack, he moaned again and lifted me onto the checkout counter.

Kneeling down, he pushed the miniskirt up and pulled aside the crotch of the leather panties I wore. I swear, he must have been nearly asphyxiated by the smell of pussy, but he didn't miss a beat as he lowered his head and lapped up a big dollop of cream that oozed out of my sopping cunt. He had me going harder than ever within a few minutes, and I moaned into his ear that I needed his hard prick inside my pussy, immediately.

Reluctantly, Paul straightened, and with a sigh of relief, released his throbbing cock from the tight leather pants. I reached out, grabbed his thick member and guided the huge purple head to the entrance to my leaking pussy. Reaching around and grabbing his ass cheeks, I pulled him in to me, burying the full length of his nine-incher in my suctioning cunt in a single stroke.

We both let out a yell as my cunt stretched around his enormous fuckstick, and when the intensity eased a bit, Paul started to thrust. Each time Paul pushed his big cock into me, I let out a little grunt, and after a little bit, he had me cumming, hard. I tried to bite back the scream that welled up out of my throat, but finally, the pressure was too intense, the orgasm too mind-blowing, and I opened up and let go.

"Is somebody in there? Tonia, is that you?" This came from the gate at the front of the store as I was coming down off of my blinding orgasm. Paul panicked, and, pants down around his knees, hopped to the back of the store and hid. 

Fortunately, I recognized the voice, or I'd have been just as terrified as Paul. I straightened a little, smoothed down the miniskirt, and turned toward the voice. "Hi, Rita. Yeah, it's me. Just stopped in to finish some shit I didn't get done last night."

Rita smirked, "Yeah, I can see. I'll bet your district would be proud as hell to see just how dedicated you are."

Rita is on cleanup crew at the mall, and although it isn't the most glamorous job in the world, she is a really great person, with a pretty face, long wavy brunette hair, and a trim body that I've noticed more than one guy turn and admire as he was walking by.

"Yeah, right," I said, knowing she'd seen us. "Working over the holidays can be hell."

"Looked like a lot of fun. Wish I could be 'working' like that Sure would make the day go faster."

"Well, hey, I'm sure that Paul wouldn't mind." I called Paul from the back, where he peeked around the corner, and seeing that there was no swat team, came back out.

"Paul, meet Rita, a friend of mine." I could see that he liked Rita from the start, from the gleam in his eyes, and I noticed Rita looking him up and down, as well. 

Opening the gate so that Rita could get into the store with us, I led us all into the back room, where there is a big table that we use to sort stuff and also to have breaks at. It wasn't exactly as comfortable as a king-size bed, but it would have to do. 

Paul and I converged on Rita, running our hands over her body before starting to remove her clothes. After not too long, her uniform was in a puddle on the floor, and her gorgeous body was revealed to us. I wanted to make love to her right away, but Rita had other ideas. She knelt in front of Paul and with a dexterity which amazed me, had his cock out of his pants before I could protest. She proved to me that she was every bit the cocksucker she had admitted to me a couple of times we'd talked and the subject turned to sex. 

With a groan, Paul released a load of cum onto Rita, which splashed on her face and over her tits. She seemed to revel in the feel of his cum on her skin, and not wanting to be left out of the party, I knelt down next to her and started to lick the semen off her body. When I'd cleaned the last of Paul's jizz off Rita's body, I started to suck on first one nipple, then the other, while Rita closed her eyes and simply enjoyed the sensation. 

For a minute, I forgot about Paul, but was reminded when I felt his cock probing the entrance to my pussy. I wasn't about to stop what I was doing, but wiggled my butt a little to encourage him to continue. Shortly, he was back inside me, pumping away, while Rita freed my boobs from the halter top and cupped them in her hands. Rita kneaded my tits a little, then bent down to take the nipples between her lips. This is something I always love, being filled at one end while being pleasured at the other as well. 

After far too short a time, it seemed to me, Rita crawled under me and started to lick my cunt and Paul's balls. Well, this was obviously too much for Paul to stand, and within seconds, he was shooting his second load deep inside my spasming pussy. When Paul finally pulled out, Rita licked the juices from his cock before clamping her mouth over my cunt and sucking out everything Paul had just shot into me. 

After two great cum shots in a very short time, Paul needed to sit back and take a breather while his dick revived. I didn't mind, because after Rita had cleaned out my soggy cunt, she moved a little and took my quivering clit between her lips. Well, since her clit was mere inches from my own face, I sucked her love button into my mouth and nibbled it gently, causing her to moan and suck my clit even harder. 

Surprisingly enough, it didn't take Paul too long to recover, because after only a quick orgasm by both Rita and myself, he was pulling us apart so he could sink his nine-inches into Rita's butt. I've never tried anal, but Rita seemed to be having the time of her life, and while Paul plowed her ass, I returned to sucking her engorged clit. After a while, Rita shuddered and moaned with an orgasm, and then I decided. I lay back and raised my knees to my chest and shouted, "In my ass, Paul, now!" 

Paul didn't argue, merely shuffled over to me and pressed the head of his cock against the little pucker of my asshole. At first, I tensed up, and he couldn't get it in, but Rita started whispering to me how good it would feel, and eventually, I relaxed, evidenced by the fact that, little by little, Paul slid into my butt. 

It was an unusual, new, but highly pleasurable feeling, and I felt myself relaxing more and more all the time. Finally, Paul couldn't hold back anymore, and he pulled out and splashed Rita and me with white jism. Rita and I pulled each other close, feeling the slippery, sticky semen rubbing between our bodies. 

Well, Rita had to get back to work. I don't know what she was doing at work, but she was. She pulled her uniform back on, not wiping off the cum we had just rubbed all over each other, saying the reminder would keep her going the rest of the day. Paul and I had to buy the stuff we'd tried on, since most of it was so rumpled, I could never have sold it, but we didn't care. After what had just happened, we both considered getting Rita an outfit something like mine to remember the occasion by, maybe even present it as a gift that evening at the holiday party Paul and I decided to throw for just the three of us.



At The Mall



My girlfriend is one wild little girl. Her name is Shardey. She is a hot girl to the fullest, 5'11, 34C tits, an ass that could kill, and my favorite feature : her pretty ass legs. They were long, smooth and a nice caramel color. I'm 6'2, nice body, with a 11 inch pole. The reason I say Shardey's a wild girl is because she loves making out or getting fucked in places where you could get called. You could say she was an exhibitionist. When we were in high school, we stayed late and had a little fun in the girls locker room. Anyway this is one of those stories where she gets horny in public.

I was at my house listening to my music, something I do when I'm bored. The phone rings so I go answer. "Hello?"

"Hey baby, what's up?" It was Shardey. She said she was hot and bored. It was 87 outside so I had my AC blasting. "Let's hit the mall, then. It's always cool in there."

"Okay, be over here in 10, baby," she said.

I pulled my Ford Expedition in her driveway. I got out and rand her doorbell. She came out dressed in tight booty shorts and a halter top. She had on Adidas' with no socks (I don't know why but I've always like those on a girl). "Ooh girl you look hot as this weather, mmm mmm mmm," I said while looking her up and down. "Baby, you ain't seen nothing yet," she said with a little lust in her eye.

We got to the mall and walked in hand in hand. Like I said, it was nice and cool in there. I saw some of the guys checking Shardey out. When I was in a store called City Blue, a clothing store, the cashier asked me "Who's that hot little girlie over there?" I said "That's my girl, dawg, what you think of her?"

"You a lucky ass man, take care of her."

"Thanks man I'll keep it in mind." Then I paid for my stuff but I couldn't find Shardey.

I saw her hanging by center court surrounded by guys checking her out and drooling over her. I didn't get mad because if I was one of them I'd do exactly the same thing. I cleared my throat and Shardey said "Coming, baby."

We went to a lady's store called "Rave" and Shardey picked out some outfits to try on. The one I really liked was a bandana top with a real short skirt to go with it. "That outfit looks good girl. Come here so I can get a closer look." I said with a little sexiness. Shardey moaned a little and stuck her ass out and sat on my lap moving her hips to the music that was playing in the store. "You like what you see, don't you?" she said. I said "Yeah, hell yeah, you turn me on, girl." She took my hand and led to the fitting rooms where she had her stuff.

We started to kiss and grab at each other. I kissed her all in her neck and chest above her tits as I took off that top she was trying on. She took off my shirt and felt down my chest to my pants. I unzipped her skirt in the back and let it drop. I got on my knees and sucked on her nipples. "Yes..Ohh Willlll!!!!...MMMM OOH God!," she moaned as I bit her nipples and licked all over her tits.

I moved down her tummy to her already wet pussy. "Yes... please...lick it Will.," she moaned. I licked her labia then stuck my tongue in her snatch. I then found her clit and sucked on it. She moaned as quietly as she could so the people in the store wouldn't here. She orgasmed to the fullest, shaking and moaning like crazy.

We put our clothes on and paid for her outfit. We walked out with my hand caressing her ass and hers rubbing my dick through my shorts.

I guess she couldn't wait no more because she pulled me into where the bathrooms are and unzipped my pants and pulled my 11 inch dick out. She then went to town on my manhood. It made me go crazy the way she sucked me all the way down her throat. Shardey was the best dicksucker I'd ever been with. "I'm bout to cum," I told her. She said "Cum in my mouth boy." I came with a nice one that got all on her tits and stomach. I blew another one in her mouth and she swallowed it all. I stripped her and she stripped me ass naked, and I laid down and she put her back to me and set herself down on my dick, and rode my shit like it wasn't nothing.

She oragasmed without warning hard and fast. "Ohh..mmmm...fuck yessss....," she said between breaths. I turned Shardey on all fours and stuck a finger in her ass. "You want this meat in that nice ass, bitch" I said, teasing her. "Yes please put it in my little asshole." My dick was already glistening with her juices so I parted her asscheeks and stuck the head in. I heard her scream, but I pushed onward. I got about 7 inches in before I pulled out and rammed her again.

She yelped like a white girl every time I rammed her in the ass. I let my cum flow all in her ass. I smacked it a few times and pinched it for fun. She was so tired but I got hers and my clothes on.

We walked out to a couple more stores and got some more stuff. At Pro Sports Wear, while I got some hats she fingered herself by the fitting rooms and we went in their and fucked some more.

Me and Shardey left and got in the car. She unzipped my pants and sucked my dick for a while I stuck my hand in her shirt and rubbed her chest. I fingered her to another orgasm almost crashing the car.

When I got to her house I pulled her skirt down along with her panties and pushed her on the couch. I sucked her clit and licked her pussy till she came like crazy. We kissed passionately for what felt like for every, her hand rubbing and stroking my dick, my hand stroking and rubbing her pussy. My God, what a day!



At the Mall



"Let's go, hon," his mom commanded. She walked quickly towards the mall entrance, her ass swaying in a tight pair of jeans. She also wore a dark blue t-shirt, her light brown hair cascading down the back of it.

Joe sighed and reluctantly followed his mother. He was 18 years old and about to graduate from high school, yet she still treated him like a little kid. Currently she was dragging him along to the mall as a punishment for a bad grade he got on a test. She wouldn't have even found out about it if she had not been cleaning up in his room. Joe could not wait to move away to college, if only to have some privacy.

But for now he had to go to the mall with his mom. It was so humiliating. What if he saw someone from school? A senior in high school, going to the mall with his mother? He knew better than to argue with her, though. That was always a losing battle.

It was a Saturday afternoon so Joe was very worried. He looked around nervously as he followed her into one of the mall's side entrances. At least they weren't going in the front. That's where a lot of kids hung out. God, this was so embarrassing.

"Look," Joe began. They were headed towards Sears at the end of the hallway. "Why don't I go look around and we can meet up later?"

She turned to look back at him but did not stop. The profile of her generous bosom pushed out against her t-shirt. "No. This is supposed to be a punishment, remember babe?" She looked forward again, smiling at her own genius. "You'll remember this next time you decide to blow off an exam."

Joe grimaced. He walked slower, pretending that he wasn't with her. Although, to be honest, most people would probably think they were a couple rather than mother and son. She was smoking hot for a woman of her age, yet surprisingly still a single mom.

He finally had a break from her company once they entered Sears. He convinced his mom that he needed some new clothes, and so they went their separate ways. The break was short-lived, though. As soon as she saw him with a pair of pants, she dragged him over to the men's dressing rooms. He moved inside quickly, only too glad to be free of his mother's company. After spending way too long to try on a single pair there came a knock at the door.

"C'mon Joe, let me see."

Joe almost punched the wall. This was going beyond just a punishment for him now. She always insisted on seeing stuff that he tried on. It was so annoying. "Fine," he said.

Joe opened the door to show his mom the pants. Fortunately, there was no one else around. She stepped inside the stall, further infuriating Joe. "How do they fit, hon?"

"Mom, come on. They fit fine. Trust me."

Of course she didn't. She lifted up his shirt and stuck her fingers into the waistband of his pants, tugging on them. They stood very close together in the cramped stall as she pulled on his waistband. The back of her fingers brushed against his underwear as she slid her hand around from his front to his side. "Alright. Do you want those?" Her hand was still in his pants.

"Yeah, sure. Whatever." He just wanted to get out of there.

"Ok, change back and then come meet me at the women's dressing rooms." She removed her hand and left.

Joe was really getting annoyed now. He was way, way too old to be doing this. Angrily he tore off his pants and changed back, then headed over the women's section. It was more crowded over here. He looked for his mom, didn't see her, and went to the dressing rooms. While waiting, he surveyed the store. There were a lot of hot older women around today. He was totally into older chicks. He saw one lady pushing a baby and started to think about whether she breastfed.

Then he saw her: Michelle Hannigan, a really cute girl from his senior class. And with her was Liz, Amy, Sarah... holy crap! Here came a crowd of six girls, all of whom he recognized from school. If they saw him here with his mom, it would probably be the mot embarrassing moment of his life. Having no other choice, he ducked into the dressing room hallway. Unfortunately, the hallway extended straight from the entrance, so just standing outside the stalls he could still be seen from out in the store. Now he was in a potentially worse predicament: being spotted hanging around in the women's dressing room.

Joe desperately looked around, but all four of the stall doors were closed. Feeling like a total pervert, he tried to look inside to find the one with his mom. But the stalls were totally sealed off, allowing no view inside from any angle. In fact, each one appeared to be a room by itself. He took a total gamble and knocked on one of the doors at the back. "Mom?" he whispered.

She opened the door just as Michelle came into view out in the store. Joe pushed his way into his mom's stall and shut the door behind him, his heart racing. Man, that was close.

He then noticed his surroundings. They were in a pretty large area, which was a totally private separate room. One side was filled with a full wall mirror, the opposite a wooden bench. In the center stood his mother looking pretty surprised. Thankfully she was fully clothed, in a white blouse and short black skirt. Her jeans and t-shirt lay on the bench along with a few other things she had picked up.

Joe smiled. "Uh, I felt bad about how I've been acting. So, um, I know you're always trying to make me give an opinion about stuff you buy... So, here I am."

She tried to give him a hard glare, but there was humor in her eyes. "Mhmm. And I'm sure it had nothing to do with those girls from school out there?"

"Oh, well... maybe."

"Uh huh. Well, now you are indeed stuck helping me." She gestured to the bench. "Have a seat, fashion boy. I've got plenty of stuff to try on."

Joe grudgingly obeyed. At least in here no one would see them. He pushed her stuff out of the way and sat on the bench, facing the mirror on the opposite wall. His mom posed in front of the mirror, showing off her shapely curves in the blouse and skirt a few feet away from Joe. After a few moments she looked over at him. "Well?"

"Um, it looks good, mom." In fact he could not be less interested. She frowned.

"Babe, either really help me or I'll go have you introduce me to your classmates."

Joe gasped. "Mom! You wouldn't."

His mom giggled. "Do you care to find out? Now shut your eyes while I change."

Joe closed his eyes and covered them with his hand just to make sure. The last thing he needed was to be seeing his mom undress. After a little while she told him he could open them. She was now wearing a loose green skirt that stopped just above her knees, and a much-too-small tanktop. Her breasts were bursting out of the top, exposing large masses of cleavage and a solid white bra. The expression on Joe's face made her look down.

"What? Oh, I guess it is too small. Just wishful thinking, I guess." Joe stared openly as his mom wistfully adjusted the top. He felt a stirring in his crotch, something he had never felt before when looking at his mother. Wait, no, that wasn't exactly right. Once when he was 12 he saw her getting undressed in her bedroom. That had been an accident, but the masturbation session that night had not been. It had been exquisite thinking about his mother while touching himself. Now, six years later, he was feeling the same lust towards his mom. He was totally disgusted with himself.

His mother took no notice of his staring. She was busy spinning and watching herself in the mirror as the skirt lifted up and billowed back down with each spin. On the last one, she spun fast enough to briefly show the ass of her white cotton panties. Joe tore his eyes away, but the image remained. His cock grew despite his best efforts to resist.

"Alright hon, hand me that top." Joe picked out the one she wanted and handed it to her. "Ok, eyes shut." Joe closed his eyes, again covering them with his hand. And he knew it was inevitable now. No matter how much he tried, he would not be able to resist peeping at his mother. He opened the tiniest of gaps between his fingers and peered through.

She had just finished taking the tanktop off. In the mirror Joe could see her generous breasts heaving and pressing against her white bra. She lifted her arms up as she pulled the shirt over her head, causing her breasts to rise up as well. Her back was arched and she looked absolutely incredible. Her thick brown hair spilled down her backside while her chest thrust forward. Then, to his dismay, she was covered up again with the shirt. Joe nodded his approval after being told to look, eager to be on to the next item. It was so totally wrong, but he could not resist the temptation. The taboo made it somehow even hotter.

This time she was changing her skirt rather than her top. Joe peeped as his mom pushed the short green skirt down her hips without bending down. He managed to not gasp at what was before him. Her panties were nothing like her bra. The bra was a plain boring white number, but these panties were lacy and sexy. They barely covered her ass cheeks, almost to the point of being a thong. In the mirror, Joe could see a faint dark spot between her legs through the very sheer lacy material. That must be her pubic hair, he thought. He swallowed dryly. Was he really doing this?

Then she bent down to put on the next skirt, thrusting her ass towards Joe. She was so close he could have reached out and spanked her. When she lifted each leg to step into the skirt, her ass swayed and flexed. She finished putting that on and told Joe to look.

He opened his eyes and acted surprised. "Hey, that looks pretty good, mom."

"Yeah?" He could tell she enjoyed the rare compliment. Despite how amazingly hot she was, she rarely got compliments. Maybe people were intimidated by her looks. She modeled the short blue skirt for him, although she refrained from spinning around with it. It was a little shorter than the green one and would surely have showed her panties. Little did she know he had already seen them.

Joe's heart was beating like a hammer when he said: "Actually, I think I liked the other one better. Could you put that back on?" He just had to see those panties again.

His mom paused. She was probably wondering whether he was serious or just giving her a hard time. Seeming to making up her mind, she told him once again to close his eyes. He watched her intently between his fingers. This time instead of dropping the skirt to the ground she bent down all the way with it, pushing it slowly down her thighs and calves. Her ass was even closer to him now as she bent. He licked his lips, hungrily staring at his mom's exquisite bottom. She stood up, stepped over into the original green skirt, and bent again to pull it up. He was extremely disappointed when her panties were covered up.

"Ok," she told him.

He uncovered his eyes and smiled at her. "Wow, mom, you look really hot." My God, he immediately thought. Did I really just say that?

She gasped and then blushed a little. "Babe!! You shouldn't say that about your mother." She paused to study herself in the mirror. "But, you know, I do agree with you." She did a quick spin, fully revealing her long slender thighs and sexy panties for a couple seconds, her son momentarily forgotten. "Mhmm. Ok, next. Hand me that dress."

Joe did as his mom requested. This time he was given a real treat. First his mom dropped the skirt, then she pulled off her top as well. Now she was almost fully nude, wearing just a small, thin pair of panties and a tight bra. His eyes totally ate up the image. Her nipples could clearly be seen poking through the fabric of her bra, and her pubic hair was as visible as ever. He had an enormous erection now from watching his mother continually dress and undress. Sadly, she pulled on the dress before his eyes could gobble up any more. The dress was a red formal thing with a long zipper in the back. He watched her reach for the zipper, give it a brief try and then quickly give up. She turned to look at him and he almost made the mistake of uncovering his eyes before she said it was ok.

"Ok," she said. He opened his eyes. "I need you to zip me up please, hon." She stepped back towards him, standing between his legs with her back to. Joe leaned forward, reveling in the opportunity to touch his mom. He was beyond reason right now. All he cared about was pushing the envelope with his mother. Eagerly he grabbed the zipper. It was about halfway down her ass. He gazed up the length of the opening, his eyes lingering at her bra strap. Somehow this was sexier than seeing her naked. Licking his lips, he refocused his attention and tugged up on the zipper. It didn't move. He tried again and it still did not move. His mom's ass swayed as he pulled up with force on the zipper. Nothing.

"It's stuck, mom."

She scoffed. "You're a big strong boy, Joey. Try harder."

Joe nodded at her in the mirror and gently rested his hand on his mother's hip. Using that for leverage, he tugged up as hard as he could. The zipper moved, but only barely. Encourage, Joe braced his mother by squeezing her hip and pulling up even harder. He made the mistake of pulling more towards him than up, however, and his mom came tumbling back against him. Thankfully, she landed on his thigh, avoiding his enormous erection. She sat there straddling his thigh and knee, her warm crotch pushing down against her son's flesh, giggling. Joe rested his hands on her hips. His mom's soft body felt wonderful in his hands and against his leg.

"Great, honey. If you break that you're going to have to pay for it." She giggled in spite of herself. "But I guess it's already broken." Her ass was grinding against his upper thigh, only inches from his huge hard-on. If she felt that it would be a disaster. He pushed her up off his thigh, maybe a little too hard. She turned to him and made a face. "Gee, babe, thanks for the help up."

He smiled weakly. This was getting to be too much. He had to get out of here before he did something he would regret. Unfortunately, his mom still had several articles of clothing left, and his erection would make walking pretty tough as well. He was stuck. He would just have to tough it out.

Next was a pair of khakis. His mom had just changed out of that dress and had no other tops to try on, so she was just in the bra and pants when she told him to look. He swallowed and told her she looked good.

"Hmm." She studied herself. "I don't know, this waist seems a little tight." Indeed, the pants were extremely tight. They left nothing to the imagination - all of her lower curves were on display. "What do you think, babe?" She moved closed, took her son's hand and guided it to her waist. She was standing between his legs once again. Her large breasts and smooth sexy tummy were only inches from his face. He did as instructed, slipping his fingers into the waistband of her pants as she had done to him earlier. He did it directly above the zipper, causing his fingers to reach almost down to her crotch. Joe tugged on his mom's pants, pulling her a little closer to him in the process. She looked down at him between her breasts. "Well?"

Joe gently removed his hand from his mother. "They feel pretty good to me, mom."

Satisfied, she stepped away. Then, without telling him to close his eyes, she took off the pants. Joe stared at his mother as she stripped down to her bra and panties once again. Apparently she was now comfortable with him being here while she changed. Continuing to act like it was no big deal, his mom placed a hand on his thigh as she leaned forward to take the next article of clothing off the bench. It was one of the teddies she liked to wear to bed. Standing directly in front of her son, she arched her back and pushed her chest and crotch forward as she pulled on the teddy. It was light blue and did not even cover her panties. In the mirror, Joe gazed at her mostly bare ass.

She stood very close to Joe as she modeled this piece. "Do you like it, hon?" Her voice was a little lower now. Was he crazy, or was his mom coming on to him?! She leaned forward, pushing her breasts toward her son. Each hand was resting on one of his thighs. She whispered in a husky voice: "Do I look good to you, baby?"

Just then, a loud knock startled both of them. "Shit," she exclaimed. She went over to the door. Joe watched the movement of her ass as she made the few steps journey. "Yes?" she called. Silence. She opened the door and looked out. There was no one there. It must have just been someone in the next room banging something against the wall. His mom shut the door, lingering there for a few moments, while Joe tried to figure out what had almost just happened. His gaze remained fixated on his mom's sexy ass, which was peeking out beneath the teddy and her clinging panties.

When she turned, she briefly regarded her son and then promptly undressed. Joe watched while she dropped the teddy in the corner and tugged her tight jeans back on. She said nothing until she was fully clothed and back at the stall's exit. Without looking at him she said, "Wait here. I'll be back soon." Then she was gone.

Joe had a good while to think about what was happening between he and his mother. He had a hard time concentrating with the enormous erection pulsating between his legs, though. He wanted his mother so badly right now. The taboo was not enough to stop his hungering lust for her. Joe decided he would go with whatever his mom decided to do about it.

She did not return for about half an hour. Once she did, what she was carrying caused Joe's jaw to drop: a large Victoria's Secret bag. She placed it on the bench and stood in front of her son, looking down. "Unzip me please, hon."

Joe obediently reached out to undo the button on his mom's jeans. His fingers brushed against the smooth skin of her stomach as he worked the button. Once that was done, he gently pulled the zipper all the way down. Her pubic hair peeked through the opening in her jeans and the very thin fabric of her panties. Joe swallowed dryly and looked up at his mother.

"Thank you." She stepped back and undressed for him. When she was just in bra and panties, she reached into the bag and pulled out a tangle of items. She paused to look at Joe. "Close your eyes, babe!" She gave him a mean face. "I won't have you peeking."

He shut and blocked his eyes and decided he would not spy on her. He was not quite ready to see his mom in the nude. A few moments later, she told him it was okay to look. Joe opened his eyes and was totally shocked. His mother was facing him wearing leopard print bra and panties with black lace trim. Both pieces were much too small for her so she was practically bursting out of them. In fact, her bra was not even fully on. It had an undone clasp in the front between her breasts, and she was holding the two halves of the bra together, looking at her son with dismay.

"Joey," she whined. "Help me with this clasp? I can't seem to get it." She stepped forward and then turned around, placing her ass directly in front of his face. The panties fit snugly against her generous ass cheeks. It was the most erotic thing Joe had ever seen. She looked at him in the mirror. "Babe?"

Nervously, Joe stood up behind his mother, his shaft only inches from her ass. "We should do it in front of the mirror," he managed to get out. His mother nodded and took the few steps to the mirror. Joe took his place behind his mother and reached his arms around, leaning forward so that his erection would not bump into her. Using the mirror as a guide, he grabbed either side of the clasp. His mom surprised him by letting go, forcing him to hold the bra firmly against her breasts so that it wouldn't move. He could feel her nipples beneath the leopard print fabric. She dropped her arms down so that his arms were now tucked underneath hers.




At the Mall



"See if you can get it, hon. I had some trouble."

Joe tugged on his mom's bra, trying to get the two ends to meet together between her breasts. It was tough because the bra was clearly too small for her. It was also difficult to see what he was doing in the mirror. He would need to look over her shoulder instead. Very carefully, Joe stepped closer to his scantily clad mother, taking great care not to touch his cock to her ass. He rested his head on her shoulder and looked down. He now had a clear view of the bra clasp, as well as each of her bulging breasts. Joe pulled harder on the two halves of the bra, squeezing his mom's breasts together. She watched quietly in the mirror. After a few tries he realized he would need a better grip on the bra.

Joe rearranged his hands so that now he was cupping and lifting each of his mother's breasts. He heard a quick intake of breath from his mom as her breasts filled his hands. Joe was now pushing the two halves rather than pulling them. He ground his palms into his mother's tits, feeling her hardened nipples beneath the fabric. He also moved closer. That made his cock bump gently against his mom's ass. When she felt that, she actually seemed to shuffle back so that more of it was touching her. Joe continued to struggle with the clasp. On the one hand, he wanted to accomplish his mother's task, but on the other, he just wanted to keep grinding his hands against his mom's breasts. They felt so incredible. He stepped a little closer. Now the length of his shaft was pressing against his mom's ass.

"Oh, baby," his mom gasped. "I think it might be too small for me."

Joe turned slightly to look at his mother's face. "Just let me try a little more, mom." She nodded. He continued to feel her chest. He was trying to get the clasp together, but was focusing mostly on just touching his mom. He noticed in the mirror that one of her hands was creeping down her stomach towards her crotch and that her eyes were closed. This encouraged him to push his cock against her. She gasped softly, returning his push by pressing her ass back against him.

Finally, Joe did the clasp. Suddenly very embarrassed, he pulled back from his mother and returned to the bench. The bra was ridiculously tight on her, her nipples standing out prominently and her breasts bulging around the cups. "Oh... thank you honey." Joe nodded, reluctant to meet her gaze. "It's much too tight on me though..." She rummaged through the bag and came up with something else. "You know the drill, baby," she said softly.

Joe again blocked out his eyes, but this time he did peek. He watched as his mother undid the bra clasp, causing it to drop and her breasts to come tumbling free. They looked incredible. They were hanging a little lower than most breasts he had seen in movies and online, but somehow that made them look even more amazing. His mom's nipples were fully erect, centered in perfectly round saucers. A faint trace of light blue veins led down to those nipples, the center of pleasure that Joe so badly wanted to suck. Her breasts moved as she lifted her hands to place her thumbs into either side of her panties. Slowly, she pushed her panties down, simultaneously revealing her bare ass and, in the mirror, her pussy. Joe gasped softly at the wonderful image before him, of his mother's large tits, perfectly round ass and soft pussy hairs.

She half turned at Joe's gasp - either in response to it or to reach her clothing, Joe couldn't be sure. He closed his eyes for the redressing, wanting to be surprised at the end. It took longer than he thought it would. Finally, she told him to look.


Joe was totally taken aback by what his mother was now wearing. While seeing her nude had been a huge turn on, this was even better. On top she wore a purple, pink and black bra that pushed her breasts up, magnifying their already generous proportions. Below that was a purple, pink and black thong, along with a black garter belt which was holding up long black stockings. Finally, on her feet was a pair of black high-heel shoes with straps. She modeled the outfit for her son. There was just the tiniest of triangles covering up her crotch, while in the back her entire ass was revealed by the thong. Joe struggled to find words.

"Mom, I... I... wow, mom, you looking fucking amazing!"

She giggled and gave him a seductive look. "Does it turn you on, baby?"

"Oh of course it does. A man would have to be dead to not be turned on by that."

His mom smiled. "Thank you, hon." She shifted her weight from leg to leg, pushing her bare ass out from side to side, and leaned forward, using her arms to press her breasts together. To Joe, she looked like a sex goddess. She stepped right up to him. "Feel the fabric on the stockings, babe." Joe reached out and wrapped his hand around the outside of his mother's thigh. He rubbed slowly up and down.

"It's very soft."

She nodded, towering over him. "The bra feels great, too." Joe cupped the side of one his mom's breasts with his other hand, feeling the silky material. She breathed in quickly.

"And the panties," she said. Looking up at his mom, Joe slid the hand on his mom's thigh up between her legs. Ever so gently, he rubbed his thumb against the crotch of his mother's thong. He could feel the mound of her cunt underneath. She gasped softly at his touch, which he immediately withdrew. "Feels great," she whispered.

"Uh, yeah, they do." He removed his hands from his mother. "Um, what else have you got?"

She didn't answer at first, just stood there looking down at her son. After a little bit she said: "What, this isn't hot enough for you?"

Joe laughed. "No way, mom. I'm sure you can do better than this."

She pouted, shifting her weight to one side. "Babe! You're so mean to your mother."

"Hey, I just want you to look as good as you can."

She shifted to the other side, still pouting. "Hmph. Well, you hurt my feelings. I won't show you until you give me a hug."

Joe stood. He was becoming less and less concerned about hiding his erection. He took one step forward, which put one of his legs between hers. Their crotches came together as Joe embraced his mother in a sensual hug. He ran his hands up and down her smooth bare back while his cock grinded between her legs. They both gasped, they both pushed closer together. The entire length of their bodies was in contact. Joe kissed his mother on the neck and ran his hands down to her ass, cupping and squeezing each ass cheek, using them as leverage to pull his mother's cunt into his long hard shaft. They bumped and rubbed their hips together, his mother giving a little moan. In response to that, Joe removed his lips from her neck to give her a deep kiss on the mouth.

Then, as quickly as he had entered into the hug, Joe pulled away from his mom. He returned to his seat, leaving her totally frazzled once again. Her lips were still parted from the kiss. Once she recovered herself, she said: "Oh, babe... You are such a tease. Help me get undressed."

Joe thought about what a surreal situation this was as he stood to obey his mother's command. Was it really happening? Was it a dream? It hardly mattered. He was so turned on that nothing could possibly stop this now. He stood up and began with her panties, resting his hands on her hips. His hands slid down to the strings of her thong, pushing them down until the piece dropped to her stockings, where it got stuck. He then removed the garter belt.

"Sit down, mom."

She did as he asked, sitting on the bench and spreading her legs, gazing up at her son. He knelt before her and pulled down her stockings, one by one, very slowly. Her bare pussy was dripping juice onto the bench, soaking it. Joe crawled forward, fitting himself between his mother's legs. He reached up for her bra, and she leaned forward to help him. This placed her breasts directly in front of his face. He leaned forward, nestling his face between her breasts, so that he could reach behind his mother. The bra came off, letting her breasts tumble free. One of them brushed against his cheek. He resisted the temptation to start sucking on it.

Joe stood. His cock protruded enormously against his pants, forming a large tent. His mother leaned forward to stand, brushing her face against his cock, then her breasts, and then her tummy. Finally, the head of the shaft came to rest against her bare cunt through his pants. She looked into his eyes, smiled seductively, and then stepped aside. Joe let out a deep breath that he didn't realize he had been holding. He sat down because his legs felt weak.

"Okay, Joey," his mom began. "You're going to like this next one. Close your eyes - and no peeking!"

Joe obeyed his nude mother and waited, once again a pretty long time. It was hard to imagine anything sexier than his mom in that last amazing outfit. Fortunately, he did not have to imagine it, for when he opened his eyes he saw it right there in front of him. His mother was wearing a totally transparent purple mesh top that went down to the middle of her belly. It was buttoned up to her breasts, baring a great portion of cleavage, although her full chest was visible anyway. Her tits pushed against the fine mesh material, stretching it out. Below that completely revealing top she wore a tiny pair of purple boyshorts, which were a cross between panties and regular shorts. They hugged tightly to her body, revealing all of her intimate curves.

And she was holding out a pair of black boxers.

"I bought these for you, baby." She moved towards him, her breasts swaying, her nipples erect. She stood before her son. "Now let me help you put them on."

Joe simply nodded, letting her take control. She placed the boxers next to him on the bench and leaned down to take hold of his shirt on either side. He gazed down at her cleavage as she pulled up on the shirt.

"Now lift your arms, honey." He lifted his arms. She slid the shirt up over his head, baring his chest. After dropping the shirt to the side, she ran her fingertips down his chest and stomach, towards his pants. Joe shivered at the sensation. His mom kneeled in front of him. "Open up your legs," she said. He opened his legs, allowing his mother to crawl forward, her sides pressing into the inside of his thighs. "Good boy," she cooed. "Now would you mind if mommy took off your pants for you?"

"No, mom... mommy." He hadn't called her that for years.

"Okay, baby. Open up nice and wide for mommy." He opened his legs wider. She took hold of his pants to undo the first button, the back of her fingers softly stroking his skin. "There we go, honey." She focused on her work while Joe focused on gazing at her breasts. "And now for the zipper." His mom had to struggle to pull the zipper down over his huge erection. Waves of pleasure tingled out through his body when he felt the movement against his cock being caused by his mother. "Oh, baby! You're so big for mommy."

Joe was unable to speak. His mom leaned forward now that his fly was opened. She grabbed at either side of his pants and tugged down. They got stuck coming off. "Lift up for mommy, please." Joe lifted his ass up off the bench, allowing his mom to pull his pants down to his thighs. His cock came springing fee, creating a huge tent in his white underwear. Her face moved right up to his cock once she had pulled the pants all the way down. She brushed her face briefly against it, making Joe jump involuntarily. "Now pick up your feet, baby." Once Joe did that she had his pants off.

"Mmph. Mommy is getting hot, Joe." She undid one of her buttons. Even though he could see her full breasts through the shirt anyway, it was still a huge turn on that more of her cleavage was actually bare. "That's better. Now for your underwear." Joe nodded. His mom reached out and ran the palm of her hand down her son's shaft, looking at him and smiling. "You're so big and hard, baby."

Joe met his mother's gaze. "You make me this hard."

She half closed her eyes and squeezed his cock. "Mmm, I like when you talk that way, my sweet baby boy."

Joe arched his back, pushing his shaft into his mother's hand. "Stroke my cock for me mommy?"

"Baby!" She gasped, opening her eyes. "Never talk to me with that language!"

"Oh, I..." Joe was confused until he saw what she intended. She sat on the bench beside him.

"What a bad boy you are," she scolded. "You deserve a spanking. Bend over my lap." Joe was more than happy to comply. He turned and bent over his mom's lap. His enormous cock pushed down into her upper thigh. His mom's hand came ramming down against his ass, on top of his underwear. "Bad boy!"

"I'm sorry, mommy," Joe replied, playing his part. She spanked him again.

"Never use that language in front of your mommy!" She continued to spank him. Each time, she spanked a little harder, and her hand stayed in contact with his ass for a little longer. Meanwhile, Joe grinded his shaft down against his mother's leg. He lifted his own legs up, causing more pressure to be placed against his mom's bare thigh. "Bad, bad boy!" She emphasized each 'bad' with a spank.

"I'm sorry," Joe playfully begged. "Really I am."

"I don't believe you, baby." She then pulled his underwear down on either side. His ass was fully bared in the back and his cock partially free in the front. She slapped Joe's bare bottom with a loud smacking sound. Her hand rubbed his ass in circles a little before going back for another spank. "You are such a bad boy!" Joe continued to push his cock against her, apologizing occasionally.

After a few more slaps Joe's ass was reddened with his mother's hand prints. She ended the last spank by leaving her hand on his ass, rubbing it up, down and around. "Oh, baby... your bottom is all red..." One of her fingers dipped into the crack of his ass, sliding up and down. "Honey... oh, I'm so sorry!!" She helped him sit back up on the bench and then gave him a hug. Her chest pressed against him while her hands caressed his body. "Baby, mommy is so, so sorry." She stroked his hair, his arms, all of his upper body. Then she laid herself down over his lap, just as he had been on hers. His cock had come free in all of the commotion and her bare belly was now pressing into it.

"Honey," she began, "I've been bad now too. I'm so sorry. I think you better punish me." She looked up at her son.

"Mom, I think you're right." Joe then spanked his mother as hard as he could. She cried out, and it was by luck that no one heard it even considering that the dressing room was a separate closed off area.

"Oh, yes baby," she choked out lustily. "I deserve it..." Joe reached up and brought his hand down rapidly against his mom's barely covered ass, aiming for the bottom where each ass cheek peeked out of the boyshorts. There was another loud slap. "Oh! Oh yes..." He felt his mom starting to writhe against his bare cock, rolling it up and down against her belly as she slid back and forth. "Spank me again, honey, I was so bad." He did, again and again, continually stroking her butt as she had done to him. Her ass was soft and supple beneath his hand.

"I think you were very bad, mom. So bad, in fact..." He grabbed her boyshorts and pulled down, baring her ass.

"Joey! Don't!" In spite of his mom's protests, Joe spanked her bare ass over and over again. "Baby!" she cried out with each spank. "No! Honey no! You're hurting mommy!" It was all a game, of course. In fact, part way into the bout of spanking she took her son's hand and guided it down to cup her breast. Joe was more than happy to comply by cupping, lifting and squeezing his mom's tit while spanking her bare bottom. He shifted her over so that she was bent even further, and then spanked the very bottom of her ass. The ball of his hand came briefly into contact with the lips of her pussy between her legs. "Ohhh," his mother moaned. Encourage, Joe spanked her in that same spot again. This time he rubbed and pushed the ball of his hand hard into her pussy. "Baby..." she breathed out heavily.

In pushing her over so she was bent lower, Joe had also aligned his mother's crotch with his own. Thus when she arched forward after a particularly hard slap against her ass and cunt, the soft fuzz between her legs brushed against her son's cock. They were both very aware of that. Joe spanked her again, and she arched even further, blatantly rubbing herself against her son's sex. In response, he pulled her breast out of her purple mesh top and pinched her bare nipple. "Honey, yes," she moaned softly.


They carried on like that for quite some time. Joe would spank his mother's ass, caress her buttocks and pussy lips from behind, while she would arch forward and grind her cunt against his shaft in the front. Soon his cock became soaked. He pulled her other breast out of her top and began to play with them both, rubbing, touching, pinching, pulling and pushing her bulbous tits. Their sexual frustration was building and building to an unavoidable pinnacle, where Joe would enter his mother's body and they would fuck one another's brains out.

But not yet. First the rubbing, touching, spanking, moaning, groaning, grinding, and gasping continued. They touched and teased each other, Joe playing with his mother's body, and his mother writhing atop his. Joe could not understand why he had not yet cummed all over his mom. Perhaps the taboo of sex with his mother was preventing it from happening. Yet he was turned on to the point of dizziness, and his mom's constant pressing of her pussy against his cock had made his shaft grow to a size and length he had never seen before. His erection pulsed and surged for his mother who continued to roll over and push into it.

It was just too much for Joe. "Mom," he panted. They continued to convulse into one another.

"Mmmm," she gasped. "Yeah?" another gasp. "Yeah baby?"

"I want you so bad mommy," Joe managed to get out.

"Ohhhh." His mother moaned deeply. "Then baby," as she gasped. "Baby... why don't you take me?"

Joe's cock surged with that statement. With a great thud, he rolled with his mother off of the bench. Joe straddled her hips. His underwear and her underwear were both still on, stretched around their thighs, but there was no time to remove it. Quickly and violently Joe thrust his long, hard shaft up deep into his mother's hot, dripping wet cunt. They both cried out. They were getting very loud now.

"Oh god mommy," Joe cried. He continued to push his slickened pulsating cock high up into his mother, ramming it home. He thrust as far in as he could go, their crotches grinding together, each of them pushing into the other.

"Oh my god baby boy!" she cried back. Joe grabbed his mother's ass and pulled her towards him with all of his strength, while also thrusting his hips down as hard as he could. He also strained his cock, flexing it inside of his mother, forcing the head to expand just a little bit deeper.

Then he allowed his cock to slide back. He felt his mother's muscles contract around his shaft, wanting to keep him inside, longing desperately to have her son inside her body. After exquisitely sliding out against that friction, Joe gladly gave her what she wanted. He rammed in hard and fast. She pushed forward as well, causing a great collision between their bodies. They pulled back long and slow and then slammed forward again. They were in a rhythm now, bumping and fucking one another with great force and great passion. With each movement in and out they moaned and groaned for one another.

There came a knock at the door. It didn't even phase them. They continued with their hard fuck, mother and son moving together in ultimate pleasure. The knock came again. This time, Joe stopped, wrapped one arm around his mother's back and hooked the other underneath one of her thighs. He flexed his muscles and stood in one swift motion, lifting his mother, then staggering the couple steps to the door. He then started fucking his mom against the door, which opened inward. If anyone tried to open it they would have to push against the power of their fucking. He supported his mom's ass with both hands now, allowing her to lean back against the door. She arched her back as he rammed her back against the door with his cock, jarring the door considerably. There were voices outside now but neither of them cared.




At the Mall



Joe bent forward to lick one of his mom's tits. The breasts were moving too much for him to wrap his lips around one, so all he could do was lick. Reading his mind, his mother took one breast and held it steady for him. Joe devoured it hungrily, sucking hard and biting down on the nipple. "Oh baby," she groaned. Her eyes were shut, her back arched, her arms stretched out limply to either side. All body parts were forgotten then except, for Joe, his cock and mouth and, for his mom, her tit and cunt.

Someone tried to open the door. This only caused greater movement between mother and son in the fucking motion. The person tried several more times to push open the door, succeeding only in unknowingly participating in their incestuous act. Joe squeezed his mom's ass hard, kneading it, rubbing and feeling it. He sucked her breast greedily, wishing he could feed from her, imagining that he was. She moaned constantly, reduced to a basic animal desiring the hard fuck from her baby boy. They both teetered on the brink of consciousness, their minds dwarfed by the great power of their desire for one another.

A great force suddenly rammed the door open. Joe fell backwards, his mom landing on top of him, her breast popping out of his mouth. A large security guard filled the doorway behind his mother, but Joe hardly noticed. He had eyes only for his mother as she looked down at him with passion and began to move her hips. They bumped and grinded with their surroundings a mere blur. Joe pulled his mom down against his body, hugging her to him, thrusting his shaft hard up into her.

"Mommy ohhhh," he moaned.

"Baby!" she cried out. "Oh my baby boy!"

They kept fucking and fucking, moving with a fervent speed, desperately needing to cum together. Each of them sensed they were no longer alone, and so they worked harder and faster, unwilling to be denied their final climax. Joe pulled his mom down by her back and ass with each thrust. He ran his hands all over her body, caressing her skin, feeling her bare body. His mother responded by doing the same, running her fingers through her son's hair, touching him all over. They both cried out with each quick movement.

"Mmm honey cum for mommy, please!" She was begging to be filled by her son.

Suddenly Joe realized his mother was being pulled away from him. Someone was trying to separate them. Joe went with it, pushing forward, and he and his mother spilled out into the crowded dressing room hallway. He pinned his mother beneath him, arching his body to force all pressure down through his cock, down into his mother's hot, soaking cunt. She arched as well, crying out in pleasure with each and every movement between them.

"Oh mommy I need you so bad!" Joe screamed. He felt another pulling. Someone wanted them to be apart. It would not happen. Joe went with the motion once again. They rolled sideways, ramming painfully into the doorway but hardly feeling it. They continued to fuck out there on the carpet of the hallway, surrounded by onlookers. Joe sensed that his classmates from earlier were among the crowd. What did it matter now? He fucked his mother still harder, still stronger, grinding, arching, pushing, thrusting, ramming, fucking and fucking and fucking, deep into her body, his shaft surrounded by her sensual muscles, squeezing his cock, soaking his shaft, enwrapping his sex.

"Baby oh baby, please please cum inside mommy!!"

"Yes mommy," Joe cried out. He squeezed her tits, kissed them, licked them and sucked them even as people tried to pull them apart. They writhed and rolled on the carpet, sliding fully out into the hallway. First Joe was on top, then his mother, then Joe again and then his mother once more. They rolled back and forth, avoiding those who would stop them, grinding and thrusting all over the floor.

"Baby please, fucking me hard baby!!!"

"Mmmph I love you so much!" Joe's eyes rolled back into his head. He fought to stay conscious.

"I love you too honey," his mom moaned back. "I love you so so much my baby boy." He lifted his mom then and rammed her against the wall, humping her against it. He spanked the side of her ass, licked her tits, rammed her cunt, and she loved every second of it. Someone grabbed at him and Joe spun and rammed his mom against the opposite wall, which was only one step away. He lifted her up, not supporting her with his hands, just lifting her up off the ground against the wall with his. Even with all of the pressure from her weight he continued to lift and thrust. It was enough to strain his cock finally deeper than it had yet gone. That erotic achievement caused the first squirts of cum to dribble into his mother's body.

She felt that and knew what was coming. She pushed into her son causing him to collapse to the floor, the cum still dribbling. Swiftly, she removed herself from his shaft and dove back on her knees to wrap her lips around his cock. Joe's head spun wildly, a combination of banging it just then on the floor, the intense pleasure, and the group of people watching them fuck. He looked down to see his mom's head working his cock. He could not quite feel it because his shaft was numb from pleasure. He reached down to brush back her hair, so he could see his mom's mouth sliding up and down his sex to ensure it was really happening.

Then he felt it. A surge of gooey cum working its way up the length of his cock. As it began to rise he felt his mom's lips, the wet ring they made around his penis, and her rough tongue as it licked the length of his shaft. She lubricated it with her saliva as her lips slid up and down, her tongue working it over as well. His mom was now giving him an incredible blowjob. He felt the head of his shaft touch the back of her throat, just as the upwelling of semen reached its exit.

The loads of cum he shot into his mother's throat were unlike anything he had ever produced. Huge, thick globs spasmed out into her waiting mouth. She swallowed them as they came, guzzling down his semen, feeding off of his cock as he had tried to feed off her breast. After several portions of dizzying pleasure, she pulled her mouth from his cock. Cum spewed all over her face, then her tits and stomach as she moved back up his body. She guided the fountain of cum into her cunt and slid her son back inside of her. She arched her back, moaning and crying out as her own orgasm shook her entire body. They came together, cum dripping from her pussy as it filled up with gooey ecstasy. Joe leaned up to take a suck off his mom's arched breast.

After a few moments of continual orgasms, Joe's mom collapsed on top of her son and engaged him a deep, sensual kiss. She thrust her tongue from her cum-lined mouth into her son's, licking his tongue, sucking on his lips, biting, licking and kissing him hungrily. They continued to move their hips. Joe felt a stirring in his loins and another few squirts of cum filled his mother. Somehow, this after-orgasm was even more pleasurable than all of the prior ones.

He pulled his mouth from hers. "Oh fuck yeah mommy, it feels soooo good..."

She attacked his mouth again, continuing the kiss, continuing to fuck her son. They both had further rumblings and tremors of orgasms and pleasure. Joe squeezed his mom's ass, kneading it like dough. Their bodies were slick with sweat and sticky with Joe's cum which had squirted all over his mother. They kept up the motions, physically unable to stop pleasuring one another. Gasps and moans escaped each of them from time to time while they kissed and moved together, winding down from the incredible life-altering experience.

She moved her hips around in circles, letting her son's cock force its away around inside of her. She thrust back and forth in quick jerking motions, relishing in each droplet of cum that she could squeeze out of her son. He rotated his hips as well, bending and straining his still-hard cock inside of his mother. He was fully aware of every part of his body that was in contact with his mother. He felt her lips crushed against his lips and her tongue inside his mouth. He felt hot breath expelling from her nose against his face, which was partially covered by her thick brown hair. Joe felt lines of pleasure being drawn across his skin as his mother's erect nipples dragged across his chest, her large soft breasts squashed against him. He felt her warm and wet belly pressing against his own, her hips flush against his, and of course his cock grinding deep inside of her. And finally, he was aware of their thighs and legs tangled up together, slick with sweat, sliding against each other.

Joe broke his mom's kiss again. "Mom," he gasped. "This is amazing."

She lifted her head, moaning, moving around to cause more friction between their bodies. Her hair covered most of her face as she stroked her son's chest, arching her back, thrusting her hips down still against her baby. They both closed their eyes to relish in the sensation. She collapsed back down, continuing to drag her sticky tits against him. She ran her fingertips down the length of his arms, then back up, tracing them along his sides, to his hips and ass, touching there as well. Every contact that she made sent waves of pleasure throughout Joe. And still they humped, the occasional bit of semen leaking out of Joe's cock.

After a time Joe looked around to see that they were now alone at the back of the hallway. The security guard had probably gotten everyone out of there once it looked like he would not be able to separate the mother and son. He had probably called the police too, but Joe could not care less. He looked down at his mom, who looked back at him.

"Mom..." he began.

She lifted a finger to his lips. "Shhh, baby. No words. Let mommy show you something else." She rose up, letting his cock pop out, and kneeled over him, her breasts jiggling from side and side and glistening with sweat and cum. Then she turned, looking back at her son. "Line it up, baby." Joe looked down at his re-stiffening cock and his mom's ass directly above it. He could not believe what she was about to do. He could not wait to do it.

Joe guided the head of his shaft towards his mom's soft ass. When she sat, his cock had to force its way into her asshole despite being well-lubricated with cum, saliva and her juices.

She was very tight in there, but not for long.



At The Mall



Note: This fictional story was originally written as a personal message to my friend EP Ravensplight. I have decided to share it with you all. Enjoy! 

*

You are at the mall. There are people everywhere, but as you move from shop to shop you notice one man who cannot take his eyes off of you. Not in a creepy way, like you are being stalked... but in an enraptured way. He is with his family -- his wife and two children, and they are moving in the same direction as you, visiting shops on the other side of the mall. After catching him averting his gaze several times, your eyes finally meet. Your smiles both emerge, mirroring each other. Teasingly, you blow him a kiss, and, after checking to ensure his wife saw nothing, he playfully catches it and blows one back. 

This play continues, as you progress from store to store. Outside of one, when you are sure he is watching, you set your shopping bag down on a bench to review your purchases. You bend forward, much further than necessary, giving him an unobstructed view of your ample breasts through your low-cut neck line. A quick glance his way shows his appreciative wide eyes. A few steps later, you stop to adjust the strap of your heel. Turning away this time and peeking around your leg, you note with satisfaction that his gaze is riveted on the curve of your behind, outlined tightly by your knee length skirt.

You can tell by the way he walks, that he is becoming quite turned on. A plan begins to form as you near the food court. The next time you catch his eye, you discretely point at him, crook your finger, and then turn, walking casually towards the family restroom. 

Will he follow? You wait anxiously inside the restroom with the door cracked. A quick peek reveals him walking determinedly toward you with a pleased, but anxious look on his face. You open the door and silently beacon him inside.

"Hello" he says, but you put your finger to his lips as you lock the door and push him back against the wall. Then, with your other hand, you seize his swollen cock through his pants and give it a few long strokes. His breathing increases as his cock pulses in your hand. You look into his eyes, wink, and then drop slowly to your knees. In moments, you have his cock free and bobbing before you -- its head swollen and purple. You can tell it has not had any attention in a very long time. With his pants and briefs gathered around his ankles, you cradle his balls with one hand. The fingers of your other hand trace the veins of his rigid member as a clear, glistening drop forms at his tip.

Your tongue acts with a mind of its own, snaking out to capture that drop, then swirling around the bulbous head of his enraged penis. He lets out a moan, his head thrown back and his eyes closed. You lick again, then you kiss the tip and press forward, allowing your mouth to open and your lips to slowly work their way down his cock as it slips deeper into your inviting mouth. Slowly you work more and more of him into your mouth, until his head is deep in your throat and your nose is being tickled by short curly hairs. Holding there for a moment, you look up, and see him staring wide-eyed at you. His knees begin to shake as you start to back off. Moving more quickly now, because you know that this deprived man cannot last long, your head begins to bob up and down as you gently squeeze his scrotum. His body begins to shake and he incoherently mumbles something about "... cum ..." 

But you are relentless and in a few more seconds you are rewarded with a large eruption of exactly what he said, followed rapidly by another, and another. Without stopping, you quickly lose track of exactly how many shots he has deposited as you keep swallowing to keep up. Eventually he stops, and you nurse out the remaining drops. You stand and smile. Then, with his cum still on your lips, you take his head in your hands and kiss him firmly and insistently, working your tongue into his mouth. His response is valiant, but weak. His legs are still shaking and he begins to slide down the wall to the ground with a dazed look on his face. 

You reach down and gently tussle his hair. Then, from your purse, you remove small card with only your cell phone on it. You place it on his leg, beside his glistening but now shrinking cock. 

"Call me," you whisper before opening the door and striding away. The thought crosses your mind that he ought to relock the door, but, you dismiss it with a giggle.



At The Mall



First submission. Hope you like it. 

*****

We're having a great time walking around the mall Saturday. We are playing around at the arcade when I sneak up behind you in a dark corner of the arcade and give you a kiss on the back of your neck. You giggle and moan as you realize just how horny you are. I grab your hand and we sneak behind one of the less used games in the back of the room.

"Someone could see us!" You whisper excitedly.

"That will only make this more fun." I say with a grin, as I pull you in for a long kiss.

All thoughts of protest leave your mind as my tongue works its way into your mouth. My hands running through your hair send chills down your spine. My other hand slides down your back, pulling you in tightly against me. My hand goes down further, giving your tight ass a firm squeeze, before reaching down under your skirt and between your thighs. You release another moan of pleasure as you feel my fingers pressing against the lower parts of your pussy. You break our kiss. "Someone might see us here!" You whisper nervously.

"Then tell me to stop if that's what you want."

Before you can utter any protest, I start kissing your neck, pulling your head back to give myself better access. Even stronger waves of arousal rush over you, and the only thought left in your head is a desire for more. You wrap your arms around me, holding me against you as you feel my lips firmly caress your neck. My hand moves from your head, down your side to your waist, and back up, under your shirt. My hand slips under your bra and begins squeezing your beautiful breasts. My fingers gently twist your hardening nipples as even more arousal rushes over you. You try to keep quiet, but you can't help letting a moan escape your lips.

As my right hand takes care of your breasts, my left has began sliding down the front of your skirt. First, my fingers run down your clit, rubbing gently, around and around.

"Don't stop," you whisper in my ear.

My fingers rub faster as I lift up your shirt and start kissing your lovely breasts. Giving the hard nipples a firm flick with my tongue. My hand below rubs its way further down, my fingers soaking in the sweet pussy juices of your lust.

You gasp with surprise as you feel my middle finger enter your tight pussy. In and out, it slides. As I rub my hand up and down your wet pussy. Try as you might, you can't help but moan from the pleasure of it all. All thoughts of being caught vanish from your mind. All you can think about now is how you wish it was my cock, not my finger, in your pussy. How you would love to feel my sack, slapping against your horny body, as I thrust myself deeper and deeper inside you.

"Arcade closes in ten minutes!" We hear someone yell.

We are snapped back to ourselves in an instant. Frustrated in more ways than one, we disentangle ourselves from each other and smile nervously at each other. I bring my hand up to my face and suck your pussy juices off my finger. "Shall we continue this someplace else?" I ask with a smile.

We slip out of the arcade unseen, and casually walk to the handicapped bathroom. I lock the door behind us and turn to face you with lust filled eyes. Our kiss is fueled with enormous amounts of lust! Your shirt cannot come off fast enough. You moan with delight as I grab your breasts, licking and sucking at the nipples. I stand up and have you kneel in front of me. You have my pants unbuttoned instantly and pull down my pants and underwear to reveal my stiffening cock. You give my cock a slow lick, starting from the base and up to the head. You start sucking at the head, with your tongue flicking the tip while you run one hand up and down my shaft. You start playing with my balls with the other hand, and soon you have my cock hard as a rock.

With my rock hard cock ready to go, I stand you up and take you over to the sink. I bend you over, facing the mirror, and pull your skirt up over your ass. I admire the perfect shape of your ass, as I pull your panties down over it. Your tight vag is dripping with excitement as I start rubbing my cock over its lips.

"Please," you beg. "I want you inside me."

I position my cock and start sliding it in slowly. I can see the lust in your eyes as you look at me through the mirror. I slide myself all the way till you have me to the base. I kiss your back as I start slowly sliding my shaft in and out of your vag. Your pussy feels fucking amazing! Without my control, my hips start moving faster. I grab your hips with both hands and pull you into each thrust, getting deeper every time. Every movement sends wave after wave of pleasure through your horny, young body. No longer caring that someone might hear, your moans of delight grow louder with every passing moment. "harder" you beg me. "Harder!" Your pussy out so tight now, it doesn't seem to want to let go. But I move faster still. My hips make a loud 'SLAP' against your ass with every thrust.

The sight of your face in the mirror, eyes filled with lust, moans giving way to screams from the intense pleasure, fills me with even more lust and energy. I thrust harder than ever! Struggling to keep up this powerful pace.

"I'm gonna cum!" You scream as your body tremors from the intense orgasm. I thrust my cock deep inside you, as my balls fill you with my hot sticky cum.

With my cock still inside you, we both sink to the floor, exhausted from our explosive orgasms. My cock slides from your twitching vag, and my hot cream flows from your pussy onto the floor.

It takes a few minutes, but we finally managed to catch our breath. After cleaning up as much as we can, I peek out the door to see if anyone is there before we both sneak out of the mall and head home.

The End



At The Mall



Sonja gained much confidence in herself, in her awareness of how sexy she was. In her new way of flirting and teasing with our male friends and acquaintances she made it quite clear to them, without actually saying so, that she would let them get between her legs if she wanted to. They would drool and look at her with longing lust, as her outfits were now sometimes scandalous, usually showing a lot of thigh, and her mouthwatering breasts were almost always loose, bra-less and impudent, under clingy, sheer blouses often unbuttoned halfway down. She loved the hot stares and smiled and joked and to tease our friends even more she would ask if her skirt was too tight or too short or if her cleavage showed too much or if her shirt was too sheer. 

She particularly liked the way men reacted when she wore one of her spectacular shelf bras that only held up the bottom of her breasts, leaving the rest uncovered, with a blouse that was clingy and transparent enough to highlight their jiggle, and her nipples invariably got noticeably hard as soon as they were put on display. With see-through blouses, she would sometimes put makeup on her nipples! I once got her a smaller B-cup bra as a gift, instead of the D-cup she was, and we both loved the way her breasts overflowed out of the undersize cups and moved naturally as if without any support, and her sheer unbuttoned blouses emphasized their every quiver and twitch. She just loved being provocative and showing off her fabulous breasts! We had a couple of real nice adventures that started because she was wearing a hot bra, but those are other stories, not this one.

We liked to go to a mall late at night when it wasn't crowded, to try out some outfits that she wouldn't dare wear elsewhere. On one particular night, she decked herself out with sexy little white cotton shorts, tight and stretchy enough for a modest camel-toe, a tiny tied up sleeveless blouse, no buttons, no bra, with her breasts snug in the tight thin cloth that allowed them complete free movement, and heeled sandals strapped halfway up her calves. Even before we entered the mall her nipples were already hard; showing off her body really aroused her. She looked deliciously slutty and almost illegal.

We were just walking around, checking out some of the people who were checking us out, and this guy comes right up to us and asks us if we would like to join a nudist club. Sonja and I look at each other and tell him that no, we really are not into nudism (we're not, we're into sex). He keeps on talking to us, and he tries not to look at Sonja's breasts too obviously as he realizes that she's not wearing a bra and from up close where he stands her nipples are conspicuous and hard and poking against the tight thin cloth, and I notice that of course they get stiffer and harder as he looks or doesn't look at them. Anyway, he soon enough lets on that he manages the mall and asks us if we want to see his office, because it has a big picture window from where we could see most of the mall. Of course, right away Sonja says we'd love to. He takes us up some stairs and Sonja goes up ahead first, purposely, I know, so we can watch her adorable ass and bare sexy legs. I'm thinking this is going to be fun!

He walks us into the office, and sure enough, there's a nice view of the whole mall from the wall to wall picture window. His huge desk chair faces the view, but what we're both watching is Sonja's gorgeous ass as she moves around looking out, with the tiny shorts deliciously snug down the crack of her ass. Every so often she turns around to us to point out something in the mall below, and her loose breasts swaying this way and that makes me wish that they would just escape already out of the flimsy little blouse.

She finally calms down and looks at the desk, and casually tells us she's never made out on a desk. As she says that, she sits right at the edge of the huge desk, opens her legs just enough for us to appreciate that there's only a wisp of cloth where her shorts cover her pussy, and leans back a little with her hands on the desk, smiling at us. She is obviously baiting him to step in between her legs, so I tell him, suggestively, that she'll lay down her ass just about anywhere she wants. She beckons him with her index finger, and she opens her thighs a little more, again teasing him to step in between them, then seductively, slowly, pulls him in, until his bulge comes tight into her crotch. They kiss, and with their mouths engaged, she undoes her blouse, freeing those succulent breasts for him, and his hands immediately go for them, palming and fondling and pulling and squeezing and toying and tugging at her erect nipples with his fingers. 

I know she's enjoying his hands all over her, and their kissing turns more intense. After some time, she undoes his belt and down go his pants and underpants, and she lovingly caresses and fondles his cock and balls, and she keeps at it for the longest time, on and on, because, I know her, she wants him to come fast when they fuck. She's not wearing any panties and there's not much of her shorts where her thighs meet so she doesn't even take them off, she just presses the head of his cock right against her wet pussy lips, and plays with it there, moving just the head in and out and all over the entrance to her pussy. I can faintly hear the squishing noises and all this is getting him, and herself, and me, really really hot. After a while she can't stand it anymore, and she just slides his cock right into her tight wet pussy. It goes in real easy like, and they both gasp.

I know this is not going to last too long, because she brags about how fast she makes guys come. I'm tempted to dive in, but settle for letting her do her thing. 

The guy thrusts into her pussy while she bucks, they're still tonguing each other and her shirt is undone and her mouthwatering breasts are out in the open and his hands are fondling and feeling and stroking them and all her other delicious body parts. Right then an office door opens and some attractive female assistant starts to come in but instantly freezes at the sight of the two of them fucking against the desk. There are now two of us watching this lively sex show. Sonja makes eye contact with the assistant and this takes her over the edge, and she starts coming in slow spasms against his cock, moaning into his mouth, while looking straight at the female assistant. Sonja's coming makes him stiffen up and shudder and come too, right into her, and she keeps looking at the cute assistant and her slow moans just don't seem to end. She is still kissing him and moaning as he pulls out, the come and juices spilling out on her shorts, and she squeezes his cock and wets her lips with some of his come, all the time keeping this hungry eye contact with the young female assistant. As they separate, I've got to taste her come covered lips. She fondles my cock through my pants, but pulls away and whispers to me that we should go and she'll do me in the car, right in the parking lot. She hasn't taken her eyes off the assistant all this time.

Our spent friend slumps back into his office chair, exhausted, and Sonja, saying we got to go and still teasing and flirting with her eyes and shiny come-wet lips at the assistant, feeds her delicious breasts into our friend's mouth, one and then the other and back, letting him mouth and suckle on them, and gives his shining and still hard cock a couple of longing, goodbye caresses and sloppy wet kisses, getting the last of his come all over her hands and lips, never taking her eyes off of the assistant, obviously doing all this for her. As she walks past the open-mouth, still-in-shock assistant, she's pulling here and there on her little shorts and tying up her shirt and covering and accommodating her breasts, and she winks at the assistant and stops and kisses her hard on the lips, tonguing her, I notice, and after the initial advance she slows down and they get into real serious kissing and tonguing. The assistant, of course, melts in Sonja's arms with Sonja's tongue in her mouth and Sonja's practically naked body pressed tight against her. Sonja finally steps back, running her hands up and down the assistants body, lovingly squeezing and caressing her wherever she wants. The assistant looks like she desperately wants more and is reluctant to Sonja's pulling away, but I think Sonja is not really ready for girl-on-girl.

As we get to the car, I have my arm wrapped around her and am fondling the skin of her ass under the waistband of the little shorts, and I want to do her even before we get in. I'm loosening my pants as I open the door. In the car, I kiss her and tongue her, tasting in her mouth everything she's just done, and undo her blouse, and mouth her from her neck on down to her breasts, inhaling her sex smell, and suck on her sticky sweet nipples, and she tells me in her husky sex voice that she needs a cock in her mouth as she pulls my cock out and wets her lips and lowers her open mouth to it. As always, her mouth, lips, tongue are exquisite and electric. My hand has gone between her thighs and when she feels my fingers in her pussy she starts coming again, groaning and impatiently writhing her ass and her very very wet thighs and pussy against my hand, and even as I ask her to take her time because I want to enjoy her mouth and not come right away, I give in and come, spurt and spurt and spurt, all into her coaxing mouth. She keeps on whimpering and twitching after my last spurt, and she digs into my lap with her mouth and face and licks and slobbers my cock as her orgasm takes full hold of her. She finally unclenches her hands, tired, but keeps rubbing my cock, wet with her saliva, all over her face, popping it in and out of her mouth like a lollipop to keep it wet. 

We both love this. There is nothing like sex.



At The Mall After Dark



It started out as just another quiet night at work, walking the mall, checking doors, and drinking coffee, waiting for the mall walkers to arrive in the morning. Ben was on his third trip down 'The Strip' when he heard a door close behind him. He looked at his watch.

"That's odd. There isn't supposed to be anyone here for another four hours. Well, let's have a look," he said aloud to the empty mall and started to turn around.

"OK, if you insist, I normally like a little foreplay, but I guess I can make an exception for you, considering it's our first date," said a feminine voice behind him.

He recognized the voice immediately. "Missy, how did....whoa!" He started to ask her how she got back into the mall with all the doors locked, but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw her. This was a different Missy than the one he was used to seeing. She worked in the food court at the Subway Subs counter and he'd never seen her out of uniform.

He usually arrived at work about two hours early to watch the slowdown of mall activity before closing time. It was during those two hours that he'd been spending quite a bit of time lately flirting with Missy. Two weeks ago he'd even asked her out. She'd given him the 'I don't think my boyfriend would appreciate that" line, so he thought she wasn't interested. He continued with the flirting though, because it was an enjoyable way to pass the time before work. After that night, he didn't think there was any chance of anything happening between Missy and him other than harmless and meaningless flirtation. 

Now, however, she was standing directly in front of him looking like a damsel in distress; a damsel in distress who was dressed to kill, that is. Her hair was curled and styled; she had just the right amount of make-up on, not that she needed any; she had on a white leather three-quarter length trench coat and God knows what under it. In short, she was simply breathtaking.

"Ben, I know I'm not supposed to be here right now, but Craig and I just had a big blowout. He saw you and I talking the other night and he's been putting two and two together for the past couple of nights. Tonight he came up with the way wrong answer. I tried to tell him there was nothing to worry about, but he wouldn't listen. We were supposed to go out tonight, but when he stopped by to pick me up, he just stood in my doorway and chewed my ass for about 10 minutes before breaking up with me in no uncertain terms. I couldn't think of anywhere else to go or anyone else I'd rather be with right now. I really don't want to be alone tonight and I've never seen you turn away a woman in need so..." she looked at him with those big baby blue eyes of hers and asked him a question he never thought he'd hear from her, "can I stay with you tonight?"

If it were possible for a human to melt into a puddle of jelly, at that moment Missy would have had jellied Ben all over her shoes. He walked over to her and softly caressed her cheek as she nuzzled his hand. He said, "Oh hon, I'm so sorry. I know you two were together a long time. I know how you're feeling and I know you'll be OK. If keeping me company tonight will make you feel better, then I see no reason why you can't stay." He pulled her toward him and hugged her; he was pleased that she returned the hug. "Why don't we go down to Bruno's and have a drink?" He asked after a few moments in each other's arms.

"Don't you have rounds to do?" she asked.

"Yeah, but Bruno's is on the way and I have a key," he replied as they continued in the direction he was originally walking. "Besides, I'm due for my next break in half an hour. I'll get you set up and finish my round. By the time I return it'll be break time. How does that sound?" He asked as they got to Bruno's Bar and Grill.

"That sounds fine, please don't take too long. I've never been a real big fan of being alone," she said as he unlocked the door and let her in.

"Oh you don't have to worry about that, I only have four more doors to check and I'll be back. Now, what'll it be ma'am?" He asked from behind the bar.

"Pulleease don't call me ma'am! Do you know how to make many drinks?" she asked.

"Bartending is my second nature, it put me through college and earned me the nickname 'Dr. Feelgood'. There isn't a drink created before last year that I don't know how to make," he boasted.

Missy leaned over the bar and her coat fell open slightly, revealing some of her cleavage. "Do you know how to make a multiple screaming orgasm?" she asked with a gleam in her eye.

He looked at her for a split second before replying, "Are you referring the drink or the real thing?" He looked at her chest momentarily before meeting her eyes again.

"Why don't we start with the drink? Who knows, maybe by the end of the night we could be working on the real thing,' she said coolly as she sat back down on her stool and began untying the belt around her coat.

Ben turned around and went to work fixing her drink. When he was finished, he turned to face her again and nearly dropped the glass.

"WOW!!" was all he could say. She had taken off her coat. Her dress looked more like lingerie than a dress. It was a black silk slip-type dress. She quite obviously had no bra on and he wondered if she has also gone without panties.

"I take it you like the dress? I'm glad." Missy said as he handed her the drink. She tasted it and said, "Mmmm" as she closed her eyes and savored it.

"And I take it you like the drink? I'm glad. Now, I have to go finish up. I won't be long," he said as he rounded the end of the bar. He stopped at the door and turned to catch her watching him go, "and yes, I do like the dress. I like it very much," he said and gave her of his best 'Prince Charming' smiles.

The rest of his walk was uneventful; all four remaining doors were locked, as they should have been. On his way back to Bruno's he had a stroke of genius. He decided to make a pit stop at one of his favorite places in the mall, Spas & More. He had the keys to every store in the mall so he let himself in. Spas & More had half a dozen hot tubs in private rooms that you could rent by the hour. He and the owner, Marty, had gone to school together since they learned to walk and he knew Marty wouldn't mind the intrusion so long as Ben didn't make a mess. Just to be on the safe side, he slid a note under the door of Marty's office that explained his presence there. After that, he went all the way to the back where they had one designed for two and turned on the tub, set the lighting and put on some romantic music. He stepped back to make sure everything looked just right and he left.

When Ben returned to Bruno's, he found Missy had taken a seat at the piano. She was playing and singing 'Wind Beneath My Wings' so he didn't hear him when he returned. He walked over to the bar and made a Malibu Coke for himself and another multiple Screaming Orgasm for her. She was just finishing the song when he came around the corner to the piano. 

"That was absolutely beautiful. Do you sing much?" He asked as he handed her the drink.

"Why thank you, not recently. I used to go to Hiro's downtown for karaoke when they had it, but Craig wasn't into it so I haven't been there for a while," she answered

"Well, I think you're great. Anytime you want to go back, give me a call; I'd be more than happy to go with you. Hell, I'd be proud," he said.

"Do you have to work Friday night?" She asked after taking a sip of her drink.

"As a matter of fact, no I don't. I have the next two weekends off. What time should I pick you up?" He asked happily.

"Why don't you just stop by my place after your shift on Thursday? We'll go out for breakfast then back to your place so you can get some sleep. I could just hang out and watch TV or something until you get up and we'll see where it goes from there," she replied and stood up from the bench and turned to push it back to where it was.

When she bent over to push the bench back, Ben knew he was right about the panties too. She wasn't wearing any. The dress followed the shape of her ass quite nicely.

When she was standing in front of him again, he took her hand and said, "You know, Missy, I like the way you think. Come on, bring your drink, there's something I want to show you." He led her out the door and they proceeded toward his surprise. When they arrived, he asked her, "Have you ever been in this place before?"

"No, but I've heard quite a few good things about it. Why?" She asked.

He opened to door, bowed, and said, "After you my dear."

She paused just inside the door, "Where is that music coming from?" She asked.

"Follow me, please," Ben said as he led the way to the back. When they arrived at his surprise, he stopped her and turned her to face a door. He put his hands on her shoulders and began to massage them. "It seems like you need to relax a little. Why don't you open the door?"

She opened the door. "Oh wow! This is awesome. It's like a private escape for two." She exclaimed as she stepped inside. Ben followed her inside then closed the door. She looked around. The tub was nearly surrounded by fern and other tropical looking plants and flowers. Stars were being projected onto the black ceiling. It was as close to being in a hot tub in the middle of the jungle as a person could get without being there for real. By the time her gaze fell on Ben again, it dawned on her.

Ben said, "Yes it is, and it's all for you tonight. I could tell you need some cheering up and relaxation. What better way to do that than to settle into a nice hot tub under the stars and let the water carry your troubles away?"

Missy turned toward him and put her arms around his neck and answered his question. "Just spending some alone time with you is enough to handle those troubles of mine."

Ben put his hands on her waist and said, "Craig is a jackass. I never understood why you were with him. He always seemed irritated when he was around and I could see that you were stressed all the time. You deserve better than that. You should have a man that takes care of you, keeps you happy, and makes it known that he is happy to be your man."

Missy smiled and stepped a little closer to him. "This guy sounds like a dream. Would you be willing to introduce him to me sometime?"

Ben smiled and held Missy tight. "Sure. How about right now?" he asked.

Missy's smile faded as he stepped away from her. "Um, ok." she stammered.

Ben smiled and stuck out his hand for a hand shake. "Hi Missy, I'm Ben. My buddy Ben said your ex-boyfriend was a jackass and you need to be treated well or Ben would kick my ass. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Missy smiled and took his hand and pulled him to her. She looked up into his eyes as she pressed her entire body against his. "Hi Ben, I'm Missy. It's nice to finally meet a real man." They kissed, softly at first then building in passion. After a few moments, she pulled away. "So, Ben, when do you have to go on your next rounds?"

Ben looked at his watch and answered, "The next go around is in 45 minutes."

Missy stepped back and looked him in the eye as she slid her coat off her shoulders and hung it on a hook on the wall. Then without hesitating, she shrugged first one strap of her dress then the other strap off her shoulders and let the dress drop to the floor. She knelt down and picked it up and tossed it on a chair below her coat. As she stood there before him, naked, she said, "That's a good thing because, Ben, you and I are going to get to know each other really, really well." she stepped over to him again and kissed him again as she went to work undoing his belt.

Ben didn't need anything spelled out for him. He unbuttoned his shirt and had it on the chair with her dress by the time she got his belt undone and was working on his pants. They worked together to get him undressed then he stood up and picked her up in his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist, caressing his cock with her pussy as they kissed. He moaned and turned toward the tub and effortlessly stepped over the edge and sat down into the water without letting her go. As he sits down, she takes his face in her hands and they share a slow, passionate kiss. His hands slowly and gently roam all up and down her back from her shoulders down to her ass and everywhere in between. Soon she begins to move her hips forward and back, effectively stroking his cock with her pussy, yet not allowing it inside. She smiles and giggles softly as she feels his cock get even larger than it already was.

"I take it you like this huh? You like feeling my pussy rubbing up and down your dick? It feels so good. I can feel it growing harder and bigger. I can't wait to get you inside my pussy." she moaned in his ear as he sucked and nibbled on her neck and earlobe.

Ben just growled into her throat and stood up again, bringing her with him, squealing, as he moved across the Jacuzzi and set her gently on the other edge and leaned her back against the wall. He spread her legs wide and knelt in front of her, just looking at her smooth shaven pussy. Her lips were visibly swollen and her clit was poking out from its hood. He looked her in the eye as he moved his face closer to her pussy, spreading her legs wider. 

"That's right baby. Eat my pussy. I have waited for so long and wanted so much to be in this position with you. Make love to me Ben. As of this moment, I am totally yours." she begged seductively. She looked back at him and smiled as she grabbed his head and pulled his face to her pussy as she spread her legs as wide as she could, almost doing the splits.

Ben kept looking Missy in the eye right up to the moment his tongue touched her left pussy lip. He slowly licked and nibbled her lips. He reached up and took her left nipple in his fingers and squeezed and rolled it, massaging her nipple and tit. She gasped and closed her eyes, nibbling on her lower lip in ecstasy. He released her nipple and spread her pussy wide. She moaned in anticipation. He slowly ran his tongue from her asshole up to her clit and gradually built speed and pressure on her clit. Her soft sensual moans soon became more urgent cries at the jolts of pleasure rippling through her pussy. He slowly stroked outside of her vagina with his finger, circling without entering, in rhythm with the motions of his tongue. She began to whimper in frustration as he kept her at the edge of orgasm. She wrapped her fingers into his hair and pulled his face tighter to his pussy.

"I swear to god I am going to suffocate you with my pussy if you don't make me cum in the next few minutes!" she suddenly growled through clenched teeth. She opened her eyes and looked down to see him smiling as he continued to lick at her clit. "You think I'm kidding?" she asked, smiling.

"Nope." he answered as he inserted a finger into her pussy and began to thrust in and out. Each stroke of his finger rubbed her g-spot and caused her to gasp. It didn't take much of this action before her hips were bucking hard enough that he had to hold her down with one hand while he worked her pussy with the other. She suddenly opened her eyes and screamed as she wrapped her legs around his head and squeezed as the orgasm that had been building for so long finally ripped through her loins. Wave after wave of pleasure rippled through her pussy. It seemed to take forever and she was determined to ride it out to the last possible moment. Ben's tongue never left her clit to the very end when she suddenly shoved him away from her.

"Get outta there! My god you're going to kill me!" she exclaimed, smiling.

"I certainly hope not. I'm not through with you yet. We still have 30 minutes before I have to give you a break." Ben said with a smile on his face as he moved toward her again. Before she could do anything about it, he picked her up and spun her around, placing her on her knees and leaning her chest on the edge of the Jacuzzi. He spread her legs and moved close behind her, rubbing his cock up and down her pussy lips and ass. Using one hand, he guided his cock into her pussy and slowly thrust forward deeper and deeper into her until his hips were firmly against her ass.

"Oh My God. That is so good. You are so much better than I dreamed. God yes baby, give me your cock. Fuck me baby! Fuck me long and hard and fast! Uh! Uh! Uh! Oh yesssss!" she screamed as Ben thrust his cock into her pussy relentlessly as she asked him to. 

He grabbed her hips and pulled her against him with every thrust of his hips. She began to thrust back against him and his hips were slapping her ass with every stroke. He kept up a fast and furious pace for a few minutes then suddenly stopped, his cock deep inside her pussy, and held there for a moment.

"What's wrong babe, you need a rest?" Missy asked seductively as she squeezed his cock with her pussy repeatedly as if trying to milk his cum from him.

"No, I was giving your pussy a short break before doing this." Ben explained before slowly withdrawing his cock until just the head was inside Missy's hot pussy. Just as she was about to speak, he thrust forward suddenly and slapped her ass at the same time.

"Ahh! What the hell?!" she exclaimed and tried to get away from him.

Ben laughed and held her in place as he softly massaged the ass cheek he slapped. Then slowly withdrew again and this time immediately thrust forward, spanking the other ass cheek.

"Ahh! That hurts! Kinda." she exclaimed again, not quite so mad this time and stayed where she was.

"Good girl. Now just relax and enjoy your punishment." Ben said menacingly as he began the motion again. This time as he thrust forward, she thrust back against him and did not cry out when he slapped her ass again.

"Mmm. I could get used to this. Do you feel my pussy getting hotter? You really should warn a girl first though. Uhh!" she exclaimed as he thrust and spanked again. 

"Girl, you never cease to amaze me." Ben said with another hard thrust and a smack on her other asscheek. 

Missy continued to moan as he alternated cheeks with each thrust of his cock into her hot and wet pussy. She began pinching and pulling on a nipple as Ben increased the force of his smacks on her ass. It didn't take much longer and her moans turned to a long screaming cry as the intense orgasm ripped through her loins and her entire body. Her legs nearly gave away in the throes of her orgasm. 

Ben could feel her pussy convulsing and squeezing his cock and getting even wetter as the orgasm lasted for what seemed like minutes. Eventually she relaxed and he stopped moving his cock, letting her pussy contract and relax around it as the orgasm wound down. He just stood there behind her with his cock still in her pussy, waiting patiently for her to revive and let him know what she wanted. He stroked her back and gently rubbed her ass where he'd been slapping it. It had a bright red glow to it and he could feel heat coming off her cheeks.

Eventually Missy came back to her senses and moaned in pleasure at the soft touches he was giving her. When she got her strength back, she stood up, effectively pulling his cock out of her pussy, and turned to face him. She took his face in her hands and gave him a deep, slow, passionate kiss. Their tongues slowly danced over one another and their lips worked together in what felt like perfect unison. Then she slowly kissed her way down his body and took his still hard cock in her mouth. She slowly and lovingly cleaned her juices off his cock, sucking him as deep into her throat as she could. She gently massaged his ass with one hand as she worked the shaft of his cock with the other. She slowly increased the suction on his cock and began twisting her head back and forth, then took his ass in both hands and pulled him deep so that her nose was at the base of his cock.

Ben groaned throughout her attentions to his hard cock and when she deep-throated him, he gasped and wound his hands into her hair. He knew if she sank her nails into his ass he wouldn't last long and he was right. Moments after she pulled him all the way in and sank her nails into his asscheeks, he groaned and unloaded his cum into her waiting mouth and throat.




At The Mall After Dark



Missy greedily sucked Ben's cum out of him and swallowed load after load as his cock just kept erupting in her mouth. She moaned in pleasure when she could and looked him in the eyes the whole time he was in her mouth. Only when he stopped feeding her cum and began to soften did she let his cock out of her mouth and stand in front of him. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly, squeezing as hard as she could and burying her face in his neck. Then she sighed and looked up at him, silently for a moment before speaking.

"That was nothing short of incredible. No one has ever made me cum like that. Thank you so much for this, Ben." She said then softly kissed him on the lips.

"You are very welcome, Missy. For the record, you're the first girl I've ever spanked like that. I am very glad you liked it." Ben said, smiling as he held her in his arms. Missy laughed.

"Me too. I gotta tell you, it pissed me off at first but the heat spread pretty quickly and there was no going back after the third shot. Mmm, can we just dance here for a moment? I don't want to let you go yet." She said softly as she laid her head against his chest and they danced slowly to the soft music playing. After a few moments, Missy could feel Ben's cock growing against her belly and she giggled. 

"Sorry about him. Sometimes he gets a little aggressive." Ben said, smiling. Missy pulled away slightly and looked down at Ben's cock then up at his face.

"You call your cock 'Him'?" she asked, smiling. She took his cock in her hand and slowly and gently stroked it, feeling it harden in her hand.

"Well, I never really thought about actually naming my cock, no, so I just refer to it as 'Him'. Why do you find that funny?" he asked, smiling and giggling a bit.

"I guess we'll have to come up with a suitable name together then. After all, since he's going to be spending time with Miss Thang, she is going to need to know his name." Missy said, laughing at the look on Ben's face.

"They're going to be seeing a lot of one another, are they?" Ben asked smiling as he pulled her closer to that her breasts were pressed against his chest.

"Are you kidding? After what you've done for me and to me tonight, you really think I'm letting you get away? Hell no Buster. I intend to spend a good deal of time thanking you for this night and I hope many more." Missy said before kissing Ben passionately again. Then she pushed away from him and bent over to grab his clothes from the floor where they had fallen earlier. "Don't even think about it!" she said, looking over her shoulder and smiling as she felt Ben move behind her.

"What?! Don't think about what?" Ben asked, smiling as his eyes never left her ass and pussy.

"Spanking me again. That was enough for tonight. Maybe later, but my ass is sore enough right now. Besides, you don't have time to deal with what that would start anyway. You have rounds to do, remember?" Missy said as she stood facing him again and handed him his uniform.

"Oh yeah, Bummer." He said, causing Missy to laugh again as he took his clothes from her and began to get dressed..

"Now go! Hurry and get back to me. Miss Thang is already missing Him! She is not happy when she's kept waiting." Missy said, giggling then sighing as she slid down into the hot water in the Jacuzzi.

"Well now we can't have that, can we?" Ben said, smiling as he buttoned his shirt. As he was stepping out the door, he looked back at her just as she blew him a kiss.

"Get going! The sooner you leave, the sooner we can make good use of this room." Missy ordered as he closed the door laughing.

"Ahhh yesss. I do love the mall after dark." Ben said, smiling as he walked away.



At The Market Square



It was yet another blazing hot day, and he was sitting in the shade of the parasol at the café on the market square, enjoying a chilled glass of an excellent white wine. He was letting his eyes wander over the people shopping at the market, noticing the big blend of people there, from the local dark skinned and haired inhabitants, to the few obvious tourists that visited this corner of the world. Again he caught a glimpse of a woman he had seen wandering between the stalls at the market, and he couldn't stop himself from admiring the way she filled out the sundress she was wearing. It was obvious to him that she had a great shape, which he didn't mind at all. She also had short blonde hair, which was what had caught his eye to start with, and by now he had a difficult time keeping his eyes away from her when she was in his view.

Again she disappeared from his view, so he sat back and had a bit more wine, waiting for her to get into his eyesight again. He couldn't help but wish that there was a way that he could start a conversation with her, but as always he didn't think it would be possible for him to overcome his shyness and walk up to her and start talking with her. As he was thinking that someday that would hopefully change, he saw a little boy rush out from the market place with what he recognized as the blonde's purse, in the direction of the ally beside the café. It was only a few seconds before he also saw the woman trying to catch up with the kid. It was, however, not an easy task for her, since the boy was quick as a rabbit, and he would probably succeed in getting away from her.

Suddenly he found himself outside the seating area of the café, walking in the path that the boy was running to get away with his loot. The boy hadn't noticed that he was in his way, since he was busy keeping an eye out for the blonde, and practically ran into him. He quickly grabbed hold of the kid, and held him tight until the blonde arrived. Once she was there, he pulled the purse away from the kid and handed it to her, saying "Is this yours, Miss?"

She smiled at him, and replied, "Yes it is mine, thank you for saving it for me, Mr.!" 

He smiled at her and while looking into her bright blue eyes he answered, "You're welcome. But what do we do with this little hoodlum?" 

Her eyes didn't leave his as she said "Well I didn't loose anything, so why don't you just teach him a lesson that might stop him from doing it another time?" He nodded at her, and quickly walked back to the chair he had been sitting on upon until a few minutes ago, dragging the boy after him. Once he got to the chair, he sat down, and quickly placed the boy over his knees, ignoring his protests and escape attempts. He quickly pulled the kid's pants down and exposed his bare bottom, and without a warning he spanked him hard five times.

After that the kid was very still, and as he raised the kid to his feet again, he could see that he was crying from the punishment. The he grabbed the kid's shoulders, looked him into his eyes and said "Now let this be a lesson to you, and in the future the punishment might be worse than this, do you understand?" The kid nodded in reply, before he slowly walked away, his hand rubbing his sore ass.

He then turned back to the blonde again, smiled at her and offered her his hand, "it's nice to meet you, by the way my name is James. Would you like something cold to drink after this episode?" She put her hand in his, the skin was so soft, smiled at him and replied "it's nice to meet you as well James, I'm Maya, and yes I would love a cold drink!" He pulled out the chair next to his at the table, and as she sat down he called a waiter over and with her acceptance ordered a bottle of chilled white wine. Shortly after the waiter returned with the wine, they were talking like they had known each other for years, and laughing out loud over and over again. 

Suddenly they discovered that they had emptied the wine bottle, and that the sun was about to set for the day. He looked into Maya's eyes again, smiled and said "would you like to have dinner with me at my home tonight? It's only about 10 minutes from here." To his utmost delight she accepted his offer, and soon they were walking through the quiet streets of the town. They were walking close to each other, closer than two people that had recently met normally do, and now and then their hands briefly touched as their arms were swinging back and fort. Suddenly as their hands were passing again, she twisted her hand, so it stopped his, and she took it into hers, and let her soft fingers slide in between his. He could feel his pulse rise a bit as this happened, but soon he had calmed down a bit again, and by then he was just enjoying the feeling of her hand in his.

As they were walking up the driveway to a house, she discovered that they had entered the upscale neighborhood of the town, and that the only house that she could see was a rather large house. As they approached the door a man dressed in a suit suddenly opened it. Once they were inside he closed it again and greeted James, so it was obvious to Maya that he employed him. Soon they had made the necessary arrangements for dinner, and after that James lead Maya into an impressive library. He sat down in the couch after having offered, and when she accepted it, handed her a glass of exquisite red wine. 

Maya was wandering around the room looking at the book titles, and at the rather erotic drawings of beautiful more or less nude women, some in clearly submissive position, hanging on the walls of the room. After having looked at all the pictures, and most of the bookshelves, she moved over to the couch where he was sitting, sat down next to him and again she took his hand in hers. But this time she lifted it to her mouth, and placed a soft open-mouthed kiss on it. He could have sworn that he for a second felt her tongue flicker against his skin. He then took her soft hand, and moved it to his mouth, kissing it gently, and letting his tongue tease her skin, but noticeably longer than hers had been on his skin. 

Suddenly the intense second was broken by a knock on the door, and shortly after the waiter entered and announced that dinner was served. Slowly they followed the waiter to the dining room, but this time they continued to hold hands, and didn't let go as they had when they had entered the house. In the dining room they were seated at a small table, across of each other, and quickly the waiter served the dinner. It was a light meal of roasted chicken breast fillet with only a salad to go along it. Maya was happy that is was only a light meal that was served, since she hardly had any appetite due to the heat. As they ate and sipped the wine they had started in the library, they continued their conversation that had hardly stopped since they had started to talk at the café. They were telling each other about what they were doing, and how they had ended up in this part of the world. 

Maya had decided to take a well-deserved 6-month break after having worked hard in the same company for 10 years. She used the break to travel the world, and experiencing the places she had only dreamt of so far. James was working in the city at the local affiliate of his company, and had been here for the last 6 months. This house were provided to him by the company, even though he had put quite some work into filling the library with books and the drawings himself. As he mentioned the erotic drawings, she blushed a bit, and thought that he must have caught her studying them earlier, even though she hadn't mentioned them to him. He saw how her cheeks got slightly red, and when she finally looked at him again, he sent her a smile and winked at her, letting her know that he had indeed noticed!

Soon after this subject had surfaced in their discussion, they finished the dinner and now they walked out on the patio, where the waiter had placed a bottle of champagne in a cooler filled with ice, and two long stemmed glasses. James asked Maya to take a seat on a stone bench with comfortable cushions, and quickly poured them each a glass of champagne, and took a seat on the bench next to her. He had placed himself so that he had a leg on each side of the bench, and didn't have to turn to look at her. She smiled at him and at the way he had seated himself, and copied his way of sitting so she didn't have to sit in a bit awkward position as well. 

He had placed a bowl with fresh strawberries dipped in dark chocolate between them, and now he took one and lifted it to her mouth. She smiled at him before she took first one bite, and then another one, eating the rest of it. Once he had gotten rid of the stem he had been holding on to, he gently let his fingertips trace her facial features. First he placed his fingertips on the tip of her nose, and slowly he let them slide up to her eyebrows, tracing each of them very slowly, using nothing but his soft fingertip. As she closed her eyes and let out a deep relaxing breath, his fingers moved to her ears. He gently let his fingers caress both the earlobes, and the skin behind her ears, before he moved his hands down her cheeks and finally had her chin in his hand. While holding her chin in his hand, he guided it towards his advancing face, until their lips meet in mid air. At first it was only their lips that were involved in the kiss, but slowly they parted, and her tongue started to dart into his mouth and tease his tongue.

While they continued to kiss he let his hands slide around to her neck, and then slowly up into her soft hair, before he let a finger from each hand trace her spine. When his hands had reached the small of her back, he let them slide to her hips, and just let them rest gently there, as he broke the kiss. She looked at him with an unspoken question of why he broke the kiss in her eyes. He smiled back at her and told her that he just wanted to prolong the pleasure, and also wanted to ask her a few rather intimate questions, if she didn't mind. She replied that he should go ahead and ask her the questions, and that she would answer anything that he asked. 

He then said: "I noticed how you looked at the pictures in the library, and especially the ones with a dominant theme. Is that something you like Maya?" He could see how the question made her blush again, and look away shyly. But after a few moments she looked back at him and replied: "Yes James, I do like to be dominated, and playfully punished if I do something wrong. From the pictures and your question I suppose you like to dominate, is that right?" He looked at her, smiled a crooked smile, and then nodded and answered: "Yes I do find it very arousing to dominate a woman from time to time, I admit that!" After he had answered her question, they both drank some champagne again, and leaned in for a kiss again. 

But suddenly he felt his pants get wet, and jumped up in surprise, wondering what was happening. When he looked down he could see a wet spot, and that Maya were sitting with her glass turned upside down, looking at him, and with a sparkle in her eyes and a playful tone in her voice she said "Oops, sorry about that James!" He looked at her and replied "That was one of my favorite pair of pants Maya! I sure hope that the stain will go away when they get washed! But what if it doesn't, what then Maya?" 

Quickly she replied back "Well if it doesn't, it's only pants, and you can always buy new ones, it's not really my problem is it?" By now James felt that the game had started, and he was looking forward to what was about to happen, he then said "You know Maya I think you did this on purpose! Is that the thank you I get for helping you out today, and being nice to you?" She then replied in mock astonishment "Me doing anything like that on purpose? No way!!" James again was quick in replying: "Oh yes you would Maya, I just know it! And I think you need to get punished for it!"

"No" she replied, and jumped up from the bench, so she was on the opposite site of it facing him. And as he started to walk around the bench to get a hold of her, she moved to keep her position opposite him. They circled the bench a few times, where she continued to keep her position across from him, until he suddenly leapt over the bench, and succeeded in catching her. "You're in for it now you naughty girl! It's time you get punished for on purpose pouring the champagne on my pants!" he said as he steered her toward the bench again. 

Once they got there he sat down, and forced her over his lap, but he could also that it was mostly a mock resistance she was displaying. Once she was on his lap, he placed his hand on the inside of her knee letting it slowly slide up along it, lifting her light sundress at the same time. Inch by inch he slowly exposed her shapely thighs, until his hand reached the top of her thigh. 

Once it was there his hand found resistance from the edge of a pair of panties. Slowly he slid his hand up over her bare butt cheek, caressing it gently, until he reached the top of her butt. Once there, his hand found the small strip of fabric of the thongs that she was wearing. By now her sundress was gathered around his arm, still covering up part of her thighs and butt. But he quickly changed that when he removed his hand from her butt, and lifted the edge of her dress up so that her thighs and sexy butt were exposed fully.

He went back to caressing her butt, and after having done that a bit, his hands strayed down to the inside of her thighs. It didn't take much longer before she was wiggling her butt on his lap, showing him that she was enjoying his attention. By then he knew it was time to start the punishment, so suddenly he lifted his hand and let it fall down on her butt. The first slap weren't very hard at all, but the surprise effect almost made her jump up from his lap, but the hand he had placed on her neck kept her where she belonged

Then he started to let his had fall a little harder on her butt, and even though she did protest some, she also wiggled her butt in delight now and then. Soon her ass were glowing a nice red color after the 10 slaps he had administered to each of her butt cheeks and he said "so have you learnt a lesson you wench?" he asked her. Quickly she replied "yes Sire, this wench will never again on purpose spill champagne on your favorite pants!"

"Now that's good, but to make sure that you remember it, I think we better continue the punishment a bit!" James said, and he didn't have to wait long for her to speak again "but Sire I promise I will be good, and never do it again!"

"Well that might be Maya, but I prefer to be on the safe side, so we'll just continue a bit more!" he replied, as he let his hands slide all the way down her leg, until it reached her foot, where he quickly slipped off the sandal she had been wearing. Taking a firm grip off the heel on the shoe, he let the sole the sandal fall down on her butt, letting all the small stones that sat there impact with her soft butt, but again not very hard. Again she almost jumped from his lap on impact, and again his hand on her neck held her down. This time he only spanked her butt a few times, and rather softly, so that he was sure he didn't hurt her in any way. He then put the shoe aside and started to caress her butt gently again, lightly letting the tips of his fingers tease it over and over again, finally letting his fingers trace the crack of her ass, until his hand were resting again the moist crotch of her panties between her thighs.

After having let his hands rest there for a while, gently pressing against her pussy covered by the thin fabric, he suddenly removed it, which resulted in her wiggling her ass again. "Maya I want you to stand up, and face me!" he said after she had been lying untouched on his lap for a few minutes. She quickly did as he said, and once she was standing there, he placed his hands on her shoulders, and pulled the straps of her dress down over her shoulders, so it fell to the floor. Now she were standing there, her ample breasts covered in the laces of a sexy black bra, and the pair of matching panties that he had already seen from behind. 

She was standing there with her eyes downcast, and he admitted to himself that she looked so sexy right now, but then again he had thought that since he saw her for the first time earlier in the day. After she had been standing untouched for a bit, he got to his feet and placed his mouth on hers, kissing her gently as his hands found her shoulders again, and slowly followed the straps of her bra down her back. It didn't take long before his hands found the hook, and he had unfastened it. The bra then hung loosely from her shoulders, and his hands gently moved around her torso, finding her breasts and gently cupping them and squeezing them together. As his fingers started to tease her nipples he felt her tongue start to play more intensely with his, and he could also feel the effect that the feeling of her breasts in his hands and the kiss had on him, leaving him with a hard on.

Suddenly a few moments later he broke the kiss again, and as he watched her face, he noticed that she looked a bit disappointed that he had broken the kiss. He turned to the bench and took one of the pillows that were used to sit on, and let it fall to the floor. The he turned towards Maya again, giving her a strict look and said in a commanding voice "now get down on your knees Maya, and open your mouth!" as he unbuttoned his pants, and let them fall to the floor. She quickly obeyed his command and knelt on the cushion, facing him and opening her mouth slightly. 

Before he stepped out of his pants he let his boxer shorts fall to down as well, and exposed his hard cock for her. As he closed the gap between them he would have sworn he saw her lick her lips briefly. It turned out that her mouth was level with his cock, and as he stood in front of her, he grabbed her head with both his hands. He buried his fingers in her hair, and while he held it steady he let his cock slide into her mouth. He then started to fuck her mouth with his cock, pretending he didn't care if she liked it or not, but he could see on her face that she did, since she had her eyes closed in what was without doubt sheer passion. He could also feel how she was using her tongue to expertly tease his cock as it slid in and out of her mouth over and over again. After having been taking advantage of her mouth for quite a while, he suddenly pulled out of it again and stepped back. She looked up at James from her kneeling position, and since he hadn't told her to close her mouth it was still a little open.

He then told her to lie down on the bench, with her legs spread and her pussy facing him. Again she did what he ordered quickly, and was presenting her panty covered vulva to him. He could see that there were a moist spot on them at the entrance to her pussy, and he couldn't wait to explore this part of her body. He positioned the cushion on the floor in front of her, and knelt down on it. Once between her spread thighs, he couldn't really control himself much longer, and with a quick move he had cut her panties off her with a small knife that he had taken form the plate with the strawberries.

Without any hesitation he placed his mouth over her pussy, and started to lick the pussy lips, sucking them into his mouth, before he suddenly penetrated them with his tongue. By now she had moved her hands to his head, and was letting her fingers run through his short hair as he tongue fucked her sweet pussy. After having done that for a few minutes, he moved his mouth to her clit, placed his lips around it, and sucked hard so that it was sucked into his mouth. As he did this, he let first 2 fingers and quickly thereafter 3 fingers fingerfuck her tight hot and wet pussy. It didn't take long before they were covered in her juices, and then he let one finger slide out of her pussy, and start to penetrate her tight ass. The juices from her pussy made the penetration go rather smoothly, and soon she were moaning in delight from his treatment, sounding like she had forgotten all about place and time.