138 comments/ 119394 views/ 45 favorites He said No By: laptopwriter I needed a small break from a couple of other projects and this short flash story came to mind. There is no sex but I hope you enjoy the read anyway. Copyright (c) 2013 Terry could hardly contain her glee; it had taken months of scheming and maneuvering. She had plotted, connived, and conspired; she had twisted the facts and stretched the bounds of her honesty to the max. There had been arguments, some turning into major fights, but with each one she sensed a small piece of his resolve being chipped away. At times she saw anger in his eyes, other times it was hurt and pain, but she was prepared for that; she knew it was necessary for the next chapter in their marriage. In the end it would work out for the best and they would both be happier, she was sure of it. She'd done what millions of other wives' had before her and manipulated him using the pleasures of her body as a weapon; she'd refused his love making or any carnal pleasures for long periods of time and only relinquished in the face of a small concession on his part. She was wearing him down; she could see it in his face. It was an uphill struggle with calculated risks along the way, it wasn't easy but finally she was there, sitting across from her soon-to-be lover while having a romantic dinner for two; the setting was intimate, the restaurant cozy; oh how she waited for this moment, the night would be magic, and she owed it all to an article she read in a women's magazine. For years she felt her marriage was lacking something; not that she didn't love her husband or that he didn't love her, they both loved one another very much; he was kind and considerate, always putting her first, even in the bedroom; but that article had her panties wet before she finished it. Yes, it was exactly what she needed; but who, and how; how could she get her loving husband to agree to something so contrary to his own personality? The who came to her like a flash of lightning when Carter became a new employee where she worked. He was tall, six-two at least, with broad shoulders and a big pompadour of black hair like Elvis; he was younger than she, by seven or eight years at least; and she could tell the minute she saw him watching her, that he was interested. When they first had lunch together she discovered he was cocky and brash; perfect for what she wanted. She confided in him and included him as a co-conspirator in her devious plan; it brought a gleam to his eye and a stiffness to his groin. Now the how; it was going to take time, she'd have to be careful; she didn't want to jeopardize what she had; after all, she did love him. She became an insatiable reader on the subject. She read books, articles, blogs, and short stories. When she felt she was ready, she started to implement her diabolical stratagem. She initiated her plan by leaving an article for him to see, but when he didn't bother to read it, she cautiously brought it to his attention saying one of her co-workers used the method to spice up her marriage. When she suggested it might be fun to try themselves he hit the roof telling her he would never agree to such a ridiculous idea and if she persisted in her quest it would cause the end of their marriage; but that was months ago and she reveled in her cleverness; she had tamed him, and now she would see her plan through to fruition. "So, is he going to watch us?" Carter asked. "I doubt it, at least not at first. He'll probably go to the spare bedroom but he'll be able to hear us so make sure you're vocal, it'll add to his humiliation," she said being so proud of herself. "Do I call him cucky and cuckold?" "Oh absolutely," she replied with a chuckle. "And you're sure he's not going to get violent?" "No, he's not very happy but he won't throw any punches or anything like that; I know him." "Do you have him locked in one of those...what do you call them?" "Chastity devises? No, not yet, but that's next on the agenda." She couldn't help but grin at the thought of being able to control his orgasms; that's real power she deliberated. "I can't believe it. When you told me what you were going to do I never thought you'd get away with it, but I have to give you credit, you pulled it off." She basked in her future lover's praise; after all, it was nothing she hadn't told herself. Carter could feel his dick hardening at just the thought of taking another man's wife; it was the ultimate disgrace for any husband. "What did he say when you left; I mean, he knows I'm coming home with you; he knows I'm going to fuck his woman in his bed...did he cry or beg you not to come tonight?" "Actually it was a little strange," she said pondering his question for a moment, "he didn't do either. He just sat on the side of the bed and watched as I got dressed and put on my make-up. He did look awful hurt when I took off my wedding rings and strung them through the little gold chain necklace he gave me on our anniversary; see," she said holding it up so her young paramour to get a good look. "I told him it was just a symbol of my new freedom and that I would put them back on my finger when you left in the morning." "He was definitely pouting after that," she continued, "he waited until I was almost ready then he disappeared. I looked for him as I was headed out but I have no idea where he went. He didn't even say goodbye or give me a kiss before I left. I'm sure he's pissed but he'll get over it. For one thing I haven't let him touch me sexually for the last three weeks, but I told him if he's a good boy tonight, when you and I are done, he can have me anytime he wants for the next two nights. That'll cheer him up. "All this talk is making me horny as hell; are you ready to go?" asked the impetuous young man. They paid the check and he followed her home. Terry was surprised to see no lights on in the house. Could he have gone to bed already, she wondered. Carter was right behind her as they entered. "Here cucky, cucky, cucky; where are you? Get over here so you can watch me take you wife away from you." "Shhhh; give the poor guy a break, will you?" she said giving him a playful punch in the arm. "Why don't you make yourself comfortable on the couch for a minute while I go find him. He has an office set up in the basement, he's probably down there." She opened the door but the lights were off down there too. "Honey; honey are you down here?" she yelled just in case. There was no response. "Is he down there?" Carter asked anxious to rub her husband's nose in his cuckolding. "No, he must be in the guest room; he was probably still moping and went to bed early. I hope he's not in the master bedroom; if he is he's in big trouble," she said climbing the stairs. Terry looked inside the guest room but it looked undisturbed; damn him, she thought as she turned and stormed into the master bedroom, but he wasn't there either. Well what the hell, she asked herself? She never thought to look for his car in the garage; he wouldn't dare leave, he knew damn well she wanted him here for the night. Just for curiosity sake she looked in his closet and gasped at discovering all his clothes were gone; "Oh my God," she yelled. Just then something caught her eye, he left it on the dresser, his wedding ring; under the ring were some papers. On top of the first page was the heading, 'Dissolution of Marriage,' in bold letters. Terry's heart felt as if it would burst from the pain, tears streamed down her face; "What have I done?" she asked, "Oh my God, what have I done?" Now she knew what he meant for the past several months when he said, NO! The End He Said not to Wear Knickers... NB Both parties included in this story are over the age of 18 and are in a consenting BDSM switch relationship. ***** For the first time, you have requested a particular dress code: corset, stockings and high heels, covered by a rain coat. Nothing else. You didn't specify that there would be consequences if I didn't follow your instructions, but it was implicit in your message that you fully expect these orders to be followed. But the thought of doing this terrifies me. I want to please you, I really do, and the thought that I may disobey you makes me shiver. I decide, finally, that I will wear knickers with what you have requested, in the hopes that you will understand my feelings on being so otherwise exposed, at least this early on in our relationship. I lace my corset as tightly as I can by myself, twisting awkwardly as I fumble with the ribbon in the mirror. I take a deep breath and don my knickers, stockings and heels before tightly tying my coat around me. Fortunately you don't live far away and it is not long before I knock at your door. You answer it, 'thank god' I think as I walk in - in my indecent dress, even hidden by a coat I feel uncomfortable, and I want to avoid your flatmates if possible. This is your intention too, and so we quickly head up to your bedroom. Once you have shut the door securely you ask me to remove my coat. I do so with trembling fingers, nervously anticipating what you might say. As I let it fall to the floor I direct my eyes downwards as you like me to, and can feel your gaze burning into me. Your voice is quiet but commanding 'Have you followed my instructions?' I gulp, partly at the hidden threat in your apparently neutral question, but also because the sound of your voice, your 'Master's' voice never fails to turn me on. 'Not exactly, Sir.' You slowly begin to circle me, running your hand lazily across my behind, encased in the forbidden lacy black knickers. 'Then you have disobeyed me Slave.' I whimper my apology and you tell me to be quiet, slapping me once across my bottom and I yelp. 'You are mine to do with as I please. If I give you instructions I expect you to follow them without hesitation or rebellion. You have deliberately gone against my orders. It seems I need to punish you to remind you of your place.' You come to a stop standing behind me, and I can feel your breath on my neck, making me shiver. You suddenly place your hands on my thighs, gently and slowly sliding them up to my hips then to my waist. I exhale and relax slightly at your soft touch, thinking for a deluded moment you are being merciful and forgiving me for my misdemeanour. However in the next second you are roughly pushing me from behind over to your desk, where you order me to lean forward and place my palms against the wall. I obey immediately, my eyes wide, stunned into obedience by your sudden change in behaviour. 'First of all, Slave, you need to learn to restrain yourself and your actions and to start you thinking about that, I think you need restraining physically.' Balanced on my heels with most of my weight pressing against the wall I feel your fingers work their way up the laced bindings of my corset. Grabbing each set of ribbons in turn you pull hard, drawing my corset in as far as it will go and you hear my breath catch at the tightness. You slide a blindfold over my eyes, making my already shallow breaths quicken as I am plunged into darkness. You lead me to what I assume to be your bed, but you do not order me to get on top as you normally do. Instead you tell me to lean forwards over the bed frame, arms outstretched, as far as I can go. I comply, my corset causing me to bend awkwardly and stiffly at the waist, like a jointed doll, as I do so. I feel your hands at my wrists as you shackle them to the bed frame, effectively trapping me in my awkward pose. You move back to where I am bent over, and I feel your hand stroke and caress one side of my ass and I wiggle happily. This pleasant sensation is suddenly gone and I lurch forward gasping as your palm smacks back down hard. I cry out as you repeat this on the other side and then begin to rain down slaps before demanding 'will you disobey me again, slave?' I am whimpering and mewling at this point as I stutter out 'n-no Sir' 'Good' you reply, caressing my now-red behind once again. I feel you slide my knickers down my legs, flicking the backs of my knees hard so I pick them up and allow you to remove the offending article. You move your hand between my legs and I involuntarily press back against you and you feel that I am wet from your punishment. 'I see you seem to have enjoyed that...well, we can't have that can we? You must learn to control your urges, Slave, and focus on serving me. Now, let's see if your punishment has made you learn your lesson, shall we?' At this point you are unlocking my arm bindings and you drag me back up to a standing position where you reattach my wrists together behind me. You leave me, still blindfolded for a few minutes and I hear you moving around followed by a jangling noise and I begin to shiver and tremble, nervous about what else you have planned. Suddenly your lips are pressing hard against mine and I respond eagerly, my chest heaving in my restricting corset. Just as abruptly you end the kiss, and as I am left gasping you slide something into my mouth that holds my jaws wide apart. You have gagged me before, but this one is new and unusual and I moan around it, confused. You had expected this and explain 'That is a ring gag, Slave.' I stiffen, now knowing what it is and suddenly realising what it might mean is to come. 'Now, kneel for me' I quickly do as you command and you help guide me into place. I sense you moving around in front of me and eventually hear the bed creak slightly as you sit down. Your hands clasp the sides of my head, drawing me forwards and you gently feed your cock through the ring in my mouth. I twirl my tongue around the head and hear you exhale in response. 'Remember you are my slave. I own you and may do as I please with you. Do you understand?' I nod, my mouth too full of the gag and your cock to try answering verbally. 'Then worship my cock, Slave' I begin to move, stretching my tongue to cover as much of your shaft as I can; using the tip to tease the head into releasing precum as I pleasure you as best I can in the only way the gag allows me to. You reach down and stroke my hair then all of a sudden force my head down into your crotch with both hands. I gag and splutter at this invasion of my throat and desperately try to move away. However, you have anticipated this and as I attempt to move back you grab handfuls of my hair and pull me back in, plunging me down over your cock again and again as I gasp for air around you. Your breath catches and hisses through your teeth as you pump me, until my mouth is suddenly flooded with your semen and I splutter as I try to swallow it all, still avidly massaging your cock with my tongue to gather every drop. You wait until I have finished cleaning you, then slowly withdraw yourself from my gag, before reaching forward and releasing the head straps and removing my gag and blindfold. You pat the bed beside you, indicating to me to get on top of it. I stand up, unsteadily and lie down beside you and you gently massage the small welts where my cuffs have dug into my skin. 'Will you remember to follow rules now?' 'Yes, sir...' He Said, She Said Two sides, a man and a woman. Two different versions of the same event. Would you believe a man further than you could throw him? Would a woman lie to protect the truth about a night she’d rather forget? Read what he says, read what she says – in your own mind you will know the truth. He says :-“The first thing I noticed about her was her eyes, sparkling diamonds set upon a fresh and splendid face." She says :-“My breasts. I could see that he was attracted by them. Okay, so they are on the large side, perky puppies. But that was all he saw." He says :-“I knew she was my destiny and moved across to where she and her friends were dancing around their handbags. As she had been shyly eyeing me, the way that women do, I felt that should ask her to dance." She says :-“His mates dared him to come over. He was embarrassed I guess, drunk too. His voice might have been addressing me but his eye line was asking my cleavage to dance." He says :-“I took her by the hand to the dance floor and as the band played a seductive melody I gently held her to me and she felt warm in my arms as she relaxed and we floated majestically around the floor." She says :-“He just grabbed me, pulled me to the dance floor I guess. Despite the fast rhythm of the music he just put both hands round my butt and pulled me in. His breath reeked of alcohol and I felt my boobs were getting crushed." He says :-“I felt her heart skip a beat." She says :-“He belched." He says :-“As we danced I sensed us getting closer, a meeting of like minds." She says :-“He seemed to quickly work out that I wasn’t wearing any bra of panties." He says :-“Their comes a time, a defining moment, in every relationship. Her presence made me feel giddy and inevitably we stepped outside to embrace and kiss, mouthes locked, tongues fighting, a loving clinch. She was all over me, obviously wanted me so bad." She says :-“He was drunk and nearly passed out so I got him outside for some fresh air. Then he tried to get his hand down the front of my dress but he stopped as if shot, turned, and then was sick in a bush." He says :-“We continued to kiss long and hard, an eager love, a passion so very strong, two lovers who have what they have spent a lifetime looking for." She says :-“He was sick twice more." He says :-“No word was needed, eyes talk volumes, senses attuned. We took my sports car, drove the scenic route, parked up and, as she giggled with anticipation, I carried her manfully inside my executive apartment." She says :-“I felt sorry for him. I could have left him but he would still be there now. I half dragged him to the street and poured him into a passing taxi and got him to stay awake long enough to say where he lived, down town, two blocks from the sewage works. That was the easy part. Finding the right key to his dingy apartment was the next task. Why do men carry so many keys? Once in he just fell flat on his face." He says :-“Two hearts." She says :-“One penis!." He says :-“We kissed with zeal, aroused, excited. We kissed again when we had regained our breath. I slowly, oh so very slowly, took her dress off. My hand reached out, an experienced touch, and with a honed flick her bra was gone, her milky white breasts stood proud and wanting." She says :-“He finally got to his feet, stumbled in his drunken stuper, reached out and grabbed my dress to stop his fall. Fucking ripped it open, tits everywhere." He says :-“Her eyes cried ‘take me, take me here and now big boy’." She says :-“He got his cock out – I had to put my glasses on to be sure, but yes, he did for reasons unknown get his cock out." He says :-“We made love on the floor. For hours on end our writhing, arching bodies found new heights, new depths, new love." She says :-“He fell asleep on the floor for a couple of hours. Looked so childlike sucking his thumb the way he did." He says :-“In each others arms, the dampness of love forever stained deep into the carpet." She says :-“He wet himself." He says :-“We slept where we lay, given too much of our bodies to move. When I awoke she had gone but had left a note – it read, ‘I will never forget you’” She says :-“He was deep in sleep, snoring even, so I got out. Left a note for him – it read, ‘I will never forget this, you bastard." Two versions of the same night out. A night of passion? Who would you believe? I thought you might! He Said, She Said Author's note: I meet an e-mail friend at a nightclub and things heat up. I start things off and she'll end them. Special thanks to my co-author, Tiffany from Tenn. I begin the story... * * * * * I can see you and your friend from across the dance floor and wait until she goes to the bar for a drink until I make my move. The dance floor is crowded, with people elbow-to-elbow. You had told me in an email you and your friend would be at this particular club and almost dared me to meet you. I finally decided to take you up on your offer. I approach you and say "Thanks for the email, baby. I'm glad you finally wanted to meet. " Your eyes widen in surprise and then you break into a broad smile. Your face lights up when you realize it's me. A slow sexy song has come on and you grab me by the hand and lead me to the middle of the crowded dance floor. You place your arms around my neck. I put my hands on your waist and pull you close to me. I whisper into your ear "You're even sexier than I ever dreamed you could be. " You just smile and move my hands from your hips to your ass. I begin to gently massage your ass as we sway to the music and you pull me even closer. You nibble on my ear and whisper to me "guess what... no panties. " I decide to find out for myself. The dance floor is so crowded, everyone around us is oblivious to what is going on. I move my hand down from your ass and to the back of your thigh and I hear you sigh in my ear. I slowly inch my fingers up underneath your microscopic skirt and find out you meant business. My fingers dance along your curvaceous behind and I move my right around to your front. I slowly slide my fingers up your thigh to your naked pussy. I trace the lips up and down and can feel your heat and moisture building. Your grip around my neck becomes tighter and all you can say is "yes. " I ease my middle finger inside you and you begin to bite my neck to keep from crying out. You're dripping in anticipation. I slide another finger inside you and begin to ease them in and out while we move to the music. My fingers move faster and faster and I can feel you shuddering and quivering. After several minutes of manipulation, you begin moaning as your orgasm overtakes your body. As your orgasm slowly begins to ebb you look at me with a "two-can-play-at-that-game" gleam in your eyes. Your hands move from my around my neck down to my beltline. You deftly move down to my zipper and pull it down. Reaching inside, you massage my rock-hard cock through my silk boxers. Now, it's my turn to moan and you respond with an almost evil chuckle. You pull my cock from my pants and begin to stroke it as the song changes. Teasing the head with your fingertips, you get a dollop of precum from the tip and bring it to your lips. You whisper to me "is there more where that came from?" I respond by shoving my cock back into my pants and taking you by the hand off the dance floor and out of the club into the cool night air. I don't want to waste any time looking for a place for privacy and spot a limo nearby. Thankfully it's vacant. I take you by the hand and dash across the street to the limo. It's unlocked! The gods are smiling upon us tonight. I hustle you into the back of the car and literally dive into your arms. Tongues fluttering together, we grope and maul each other with a passion neither of us thought possible. Your tiny skirt has become hiked up almost to your hips and I move between your legs to retrace the steps my fingers had taken earlier. Your pussy is steaming and bare, freshly shaven before you went out for the evening. I lick all the way up one side of you and all the way down the other, teasing you with my tongue. You will have none of it and grab me by the neck again, pulling me down even closer to you. I flick my tongue over your clit just to hear you moan again. I suck your clit between my lips and flick it back and forth with my tongue as I plunge two fingers inside of you once again. The combination of my tongue and the finger fucking has pushed you over the edge. Your moans have become screams. I reach up with my left hand and begin to play with the nipples of your unrestrained breasts. They're as hard as thimbles and begging to be sucked. I move away from your pussy and up to your breasts and begin licking, kissing, biting, nibbling and just about anything else I can think of with my mouth. You pull my face to yours and kiss me deeply, savoring your own taste on my lips... And now she continues the story... .. Gently sucking one of your lips into my mouth and gently biting it, I run my hand down toward your manhood. The taste of my own excitement on your lips, makes me so wet. I push you back and down onto the seat. My tongue still forcefully probing your mouth, just stopping occasionally to gently suck it deep between my hungry lips. "mmmmmm I can not wait to taste your hard cock", I whisper in your ear as my tongue plays with your earlobe. Your cock throbs in my hand as I kiss my way down your neck. Slowly dragging my tongue over your hot skin. I unbutton your shirt and pull it open, so that I can continue my way down your body. Savoring ever possible inch at my lips. My hands quickly undo your pants and slide them down with your undies. I look up at you to find you watching my every move. I lock my eyes to yours as my mouth slowly kisses down your tummy. "I hope you have something for me to taste", I say to you as I lift the head of your cock to my lips. "mmmmmmm" I lick a droplet of the precum off your huge head. I leave your cock for a moment, and go to the inside of your thighs. Slowly tracing my tongue in circles working my way upward till I reach your balls. My tongue gently works between them, tracing up and down taking each one into my mouth, slowly sucking, as though I am eating a tender and delicate treat. I hear your moans of pleasure as I continue to feast on you. "I can not take any more I have to feel that cock inside of my mouth", I say to you as I run my tongue up the side and rest my lips on the head. My tongue works slow delicate circles around you as I push you further into my mouth. Massaging you, you slide deeper and deeper. I feel your hands start to grip my hair. Your fingers slide around to the back of my neck, as I try to deep throat all of your massive manhood. I can feel you at the back of my throat and I start to slowly fuck you with my mouth. Working up and down in a faster motion, my tongue working at the same rhythm all over the length of you. Massaging you harder as I stroke you up and down. I can feel your balls tightening in my hand as I massage them. I know that you are so close to cumming deep into my mouth. I groan at the thought of tasting your hot cum, but not yet. First, I must feel you cumming deep inside of me. I slowly slide my mouth off of your hard cock and come to sit on your lap. Leaning into your chest, I whisper in your ear... "Do you wanna feel what sucking your cock does to me? Do you wanna feel how wet my pussy is?" I slide your cock head over my slit, covering your head in my wetness. I feel your pelvis slide toward me, but I back away just to be a tease. I feel your hands grab my ass and push me toward you as you say, "I want you now, please" I reply to you. "mmmmmm baby, tell me how this feels first?" I slide your head into to my hot wet tight box. I hear you moan deep in your throat from the pleasure. "mmmmmmmmm, how about this then?" I slide another inch of you deep inside of my wet warmth. Slowly with each moan I hear I slide an inch of your cock into me. We both begin to rock in motion with one another. Our pelvises grinding against the other. I lift my pussy up all the way to your head and plunge back down on you. "Oh baby yes, please fuck me" I scream as I come down harder on your cock. I rub my breasts and pinch my nipples as I ride your cock harder and faster. I lean forward kissing you deeply, my tongue hungrily searching for yours completing that intimacy of our bodies being one with the other. Sharing an overwhelming feeling of heat and passion, desire and lust. You can feel the warmth of my juices flowing all over you. I can feel my orgasm building, my pussy grips you tightly, squeezing you, wanting to take your seed. I push down harder and faster as I feel my orgasm rise up my body. You respond to me, you grind deep into my flowing juices and reward me with your orgasm. I feel your hot cum shoot into me as I continue riding pumping you for every last drop... He Said, She Said He Said... You are absolutely beautiful in your skirt suit - very, very classy and dignified. I would love to see you dressed in this outfit, and see you undressed from it. To see you with your blouse unbuttoned, your fuchsia lace bra caressing your beautiful, full breasts, your stiffening nipples visible through the lace. My eyes traveling down your incredibly sexy, desirable body as I gaze at you in your stockings and garter. I'd have to open my jeans and remove my rock hard cock and stroke it slowly as I revel in your sultry loveliness, Sara. You'd look at me and watch as I stroke myself, and smile, knowing that you are turning me on so very much. You would then sit up on your desk, with your feet up, legs wide, and lightly begin rubbing your clit, never taking your eyes off of me. I'd be watching intently, my cock thicker and harder than I can recall it ever being as I look at you becoming hotter, your fingers moving more rapidly, your breathing coming in light gasps as your fingers begin rubbing your wet, warm pussy. I'd then step to you, my cock still in my hand, my precum pooling at the head, and running over it as I take my cock and rub the head all over and around your hot, soft pussy. My precum would be smeared all over your vulva and I'd take my cock and very lightly spank it over your deliciously wet, puffy pussy. The tremors from this gentle spanking would surge through you, causing an orgasm within your depths. As you're coming, I'd then ease my cock sooooooo slowly into your waiting cunt, filling you, stretching you comfortably, as I bury myself in you in one long, agonizingly slow stroke. When you are filled to the hilt, I wrap you in my arms and kiss you lovingly, tenderly and passionately, making love to your mouth, as I am to your pussy. Your stocking clad legs are wrapped around my ass as we begin to move in sensuous rhythm, a dance of love and passion. Mmmmmm... I love you, sweetheart! She Said... When I chose this outfit this morning, I never dreamed that you'd surprise me at work. I had to wear the suit for a meeting. Image, after all, is everything. It's just a plain black skirt suit. I guess what's underneath shocked you a bit. You had no idea when I left this morning that I was wearing a garter belt and stockings under my skirt as opposed to my usual pantyhose. There's just something so erotic and slightly naughty to me about going to a meeting looking very professional and conservative on the outside, yet wearing some of my racier lingerie beneath, known only to me. I was sitting at my desk, dealing with the boring administrative part of my job when I heard a little knock on my office door. With a start I looked up, and there you were with a huge smile on your face and desire in your eyes. Since my office is in the back corner of our suite, I wasn't overly concerned with decorum, and you'd noticed my skirt had ridden up a little, revealing a stretch of creamy white thigh over the top of my silky black stockings. You leaned down over me, giving me a kiss of hello. I couldn't help but smile throughout the whole kiss. Seeing you was such a surprise, and I love you so much! The kiss quickly heated up, and I wrapped my arms around your neck, holding you close as our tongues danced together. Your hands gently kneaded my shoulders, slipping down to tease the hint of skin exposed by the open collar of my blouse. Your fingers nimbly unbuttoned my blouse the rest of the way, opening it up to your lustful gaze. Under your scrutiny, my dark nipples hardened further under the fuchsia lace of my bra. With a final kiss, you backed away, punctuated with a whimper of protest that I couldn't prevent from escaping my lips. I could see the evidence of your desire tenting your jeans. As you walked across my office, you took a moment to close and lock my office door. I heard the rasp of your zipper as you undid your jeans, then to my ecstatic surprise, you pulled your hard cock out and started stroking it. Seeing you this way and knowing that I was the cause of it excited me more than I would've guessed. I hopped up on my desk, hiking my skirt up as I did. I spread my legs wide, one foot propped on my chair, the other on the desk. You moaned as you noticed that I wasn't wearing panties under my skirt. I started rubbing my hard, throbbing clit while I watched you stroke your thick cock. My pussy was dripping wet. Then you walked towards me, and my breath hitched, knowing I was going to get to feel your incredible cock deep inside my drenched cunt. I could see the precum pearling on the tip, and could feel myself getting even wetter. Instead of sliding it into my pussy, though, you gently spanked my clit with the head. It was too much for me, and I came instantly, my juices pooling on the desk beneath me. While the aftershocks were still coursing through me, you oh, so slowly guided your throbbing cock into my waiting hole. I wrapped my legs around your ass, and you could feel the contrast between my silky stockings and my even silkier thighs. You grabbed my ass, holding me in place for your pounding. I grabbed your shoulders, feeling like I was hanging on for dear life. My head was back, exposing my neck to the onslaught of your mouth as you kissed and suckled my fragrant skin from my jaw to my breasts. I gasped as I felt the first tremors of another orgasm slither through me. You increased your pace, thrusting into me harder and faster. Your mouth came back to mine, seizing my lips in a passionate kiss, our mouths making love as our bodies were. Your mouth captured my scream as a second, harder orgasm tore through me. The feel of my wet, tight cunt drawing on your cock was too much for you, and you yelled into my mouth as you exploded deep inside of me. Breathless, panting, we collapsed against each other, my head against your strong chest, your arms wrapped tight around me. You placed a tender kiss on my forehead, and I sighed as our hearts beat together, beating with the rhythm of our love. He Said, She Said His cubicle was just across from mine. On a normal day, I would tune out his stories. But today, I was curious, and couldn't help but listen. Would last night's experience become part of his lexicon of lust? Would I become one of the nameless conquests he bragged of to anyone who would listen? Needless to say, the answer was yes. What follows is my account of what happened, with his version of events interjected here and there. Since his tall tale is already spreading like wildfire, it's the least I can do to try to set the record straight. ******* Another day at the office, another story from Derwin. In his cubicle, he'd manage to steer every work-related phone call off the rails into a discussion of his vast experiences. On a short break, or over a long lunch hour, he would position himself at the water cooler, ready to share his exploits with anyone who would listen, but especially with any pretty girl who happened to walk by. Delwood really was quite the legend in his own mind, regailing us with ever-more impressive stories of sexual conquests, each one less believable than the last. His name wasn't actually Derwin or Delwood, I should clarify. It was Darren. Something about him reminded me of the character in the old TV series 'Bewitched', just enough that I had taken to playing with his name, both in my own head and when joking about him with others at work. I'm not sure what it was - whether that he never seemed to feel comfortable in his own skin, that he was a bit of a skinny and bumbling guy, or just the name 'Darren' itself. Anyway, it had actually become quite a bad habit - I sometimes just caught myself before calling him the wrong name! Anyway, yesterday's tale had something to do with two, wait, no, three, beautiful women who lived in his apartment building. According to Darnell, they often hung out in the building courtyard late at night in their negligees, where he just happened to run into them on occasion. Recently, they had shared with him pictures of their latest lesbian orgy, and invited him to join them. Right. What does he do, find this stuff on the internet each morning before coming to work? Does he actually think I'm falling for this? But I smile and nod, feigning doe-eyed trust, fighting the urge to giggle. First it was his seduction of the entire cheerleading squad in high school, and now he has half-naked lesbians chasing him around his apartment building in the middle of the night. I decided it was finally time to have some fun with this. I called his bluff. Just as he brought his exciting tale to a close, I asked if he'd like to meet for a drink after work. He agreed. Little did he know, I planned to invite my roommate as well. We were completely different types - Jessie being dark and voluptuous, me blonde and svelte - but nobody would deny we were each sexy in our own way. We'd just see how confident he was when confronted with two hotties at once. Should be worth at least a chuckle to watch him squirm. ******* Wow, Karen looks hot today. I love the way that sweater clings to her - I don't think she realizes I'm watching her breasts move as she breathes. And she's really hanging on every line of this story, obviously impressed that I kept my cool when talking with those three lesbians in my building. "So, um, Darren, would you like to meet me for a drink after work tonight?" "Sure, great, Karen, that sounds like fun. How about 6:30, that should give you time to get home and freshen up," I replied with a wink, before heading back to my desk. Always nice to remind her who's boss - I would be ready for that drink anytime, but knew she'd need time to prepare. Once back in my cubicle, I pumped my fist. Finally - I knew I'd win her over! ******* Jessie thought my plan was a great one - we'd both had a tough day at work, and it should be a fun way to unwind, teasing Darren over a few drinks. We met at our apartment after work, picked out our sexiest outfits, and hurried to the bar, hoping to be settled, laughing casually over our drinks, when he arrived. We chose a couple of seats at the bar in plain view of the door. I was wearing my favorite little black dress, short to show off my legs and low-cut to emphasize cleavage. Jessie was wearing a black sweater that clung to her curves and designer jeans that fit her like a second skin. I kept my eye on the door, ready to toss my hair back and trace my leg suggestively with one finger, a gesture sure to intimidate my poor co-worker. He was right on time. As he walked across the bar towards us, I had to admit that he was not at all unattractive. He had changed from the square suit he always wore to work to more casual attire, a shirt and khakis, and looked much more relaxed than I was used to seeing him. And though he was still a little skinny for my tastes, I noticed that Jessie did a double-take as well. OK, OK, so he cleaned up alright. But much to my delight, he did seem nervous, distracted even, as he joined us. I knew it - the cheerleading squad, the late-night lesbians - these were the exaggerated stories of an insecure man. I motioned to the bartender to bring him a beer, and we started talking, Jessie and I playing up our sexiness, touching each other as much as possible, giggling at inside jokes. We'd have him backing away, calling it a night, in no time. ******* Wow, this must be my lucky day. Not only was Karen here, looking hotter than ever, but she had brought a friend along - what's the story here? Maybe Karen goes home at night and talks me up to her roommate, who insisted that she set us up? Maybe Karen's interested in me, but brought her roommate along to check me out before agreeing to go out with me alone? I never have known what makes women tick, especially since they rarely share what's truly on their minds. A few more swigs of my beer, and it's pretty clear that they're both flirting with me. Are they competing for my attentions? How will I ever find the time to go out with both of them individually, and how awkward that could be, with them being roommates. Or, wait, maybe they actually want to go at it as a threesome? I lose myself in this daydream for a while, pretending to listen as the alcohol begins to take effect and they start babbling and giggling even more than before. In fact, I was watching them, studying their bodies. Karen's I'm already quite familiar with. I've made it through many boring meetings at the office ogling her smallish but perfectly perky tits. And her long legs, not an ounce of fat, oh yeah, would love to have those wrapped around me. Before I sound like a total pig, she really does have a pretty face to go along with her hot body - her big blue eyes, all that gorgeous wavy blonde hair. Jessie's a totally different type, but equally hot. Man, the curves on that one - big round tits, at least a C cup, a perfect round ass. And next to Karen's fair skin and light hair, her dark features really stood out - olive skin, dark brown hair and big deep brown eyes. Quite a pair - I'd enjoyed quite a few threesomes, but never before had an opportunity to be with two women quite this hot, in such different ways. I'd better let them drive the situation - just in case I was letting my cock do my thinking for me. As I said before, I never can be sure what women are really thinking. Even with the drinks and all the flirting, maybe they didn't really have any intention of taking this further, at least on this particular night. I'd better tune back in, though - they probably think I've been listening and might expect me to remember something of this conversation. ******* I decided it was time for us to make our move, before I'd had too many drinks to keep control of the situation. Certain that Darren would back out at the last minute, I broke the small talk with a powerful suggestion. "So, Darren, how'd you like to come home with us? You up for it?" My question seems to bring him quickly out of a daydream. "Um, yes - I mean, hell yeah!" I was surprised, and took a moment to gulp, wondering what I'd gotten us into, but quickly regain my composure. "Well, then, stud, why don't you go hail us a cab!" His departure gave me a moment to collect my thoughts and share them with Jessie. "Hmm, don't worry, I'm sure he's going to back out once he gets us home. You OK to keep playing along for a little while longer?" Always a good sport, especially when she's tipsy, Jessie replied, "Of course, Karen. I'm having a great time. Don't you worry about me!" A few minutes later, we were in our apartment. We all took off our shoes, I lit a few candles, and Jessie turned on the stereo. As music filled the room, Darren sat down on the sofa, put his feet up on the coffee table, and put his hands behind his head, a defiant gesture of making himself at home, obviously not ready to leave. Fine, then. It was time to pull out all the stops, if I wanted to win this battle of the wills. I motioned with one finger for Jessie to come towards me, and we began dancing to the music, putting on a silly show for Darren. Before long, our hands were roaming over one another's bodies. It had begun as a prank, and I'd never been this intimate with another woman, but somehow it felt very natural - gee, how many drinks had I had, exactly? I glanced at Darren, who continued to sit motionless on the sofa. Well, at least I'd been right about him - he wasn't exactly jumping into the action! Before I knew it, Jessie had unzipped my dress and her fingers were tugging at the fabric, pulling it down until it slipped from my shoulders, exposing my chest to her. I made no effort to stop her as she began fondling my breasts, and arched my back in pleasure as she bent down to take one of my nipples into her mouth. I was shocked at how much I was enjoying her touch, and now began to explore her skin more aggressively. Darren was now the least of my worries, as I focused my attention entirely on Jessie. ******* God, I'm a lucky guy. Here I am, my first date with Karen turning into a live lesbian porno before my eyes as I watch her and her roommate go at it. And they seem so earnest, you'd almost think they've never done something like this before! What a rare opportunity, two hotties going at it right in front of me, asking nothing of me but to relax on the sofa and watch. I couldn't last like this, though. After a few minutes, my hardening cock was pressing uncomfortably in my khakis, and I shifted my weight on the sofa. When Karen reached down Jessie's unbuttoned fly and received a satisfied moan in return, I couldn't help but to begin stroking myself. As they began to peel off more layers of clothing, still paying no attention to me whatsoever, I quickly and quietly did the same. When Jessie slipped two fingers inside of Karen, I imagined what it would be like for my cock to take their place, and my hand began moving faster on my cock. As Karen's moans started to come more quickly, I decided it was time to make my move. As great as this was to watch, it was time for these hotties to focus a little attention in my direction. ******* I jumped as I felt Darren - naked, his hard cock pressing into the small of my back - come up behind me. But I'm too far gone to object, to worry about my failed prank, as he wrapped his arms around me, squeezing my tits as Jessie continued to finger my pussy. She let out a satisfied little squeal as she looked up to see that our twosome had just become a threesome, but didn't lose a beat in pleasuring me. Just as I approached orgasm, Darren took control with two simple words whispered in my ear, "My turn." I turned around, dropped to my knees, and took his big, hard cock into my mouth. Slowly, I managed to take in his entire length, until I almost gagged, before I started moving up and down on him. Jessie knelt beside me and fondled his balls. After a few more strokes, Darren pulled out of me and plunged forcefully into Jessie's mouth, while I looked up at him with my big blue eyes full of lust, one hand dropping to my clit. We continued to pleasure him with our mouths for a few minutes more, until he finally lifted us up from our knees and encouraged us to move over to the sofa. With surprising strength, he picked me up easily and guided his hard cock into my pussy as I wrapped my legs around his waist. Once inside me, he lowered us onto the sofa, and began a slow and steady rhythm, filling me completely with each stroke. Jessie sat down next to us, her legs spread wide, and began fingering herself as she watched Darren fuck me. After a few minutes, we reversed our roles, Darren switching over to Jessie's eager, dripping pussy, as I fondled his balls with one hand and my clit with the other. Close as I was to orgasm while he was fucking me, the whole scene now overwhelmed me, and I writhed in pleasure against the sofa cushions as he continued to fuck Jessie - harder and faster now. ******* When Karen came, sitting next to us on the sofa, it seemed to put Jessie over the edge as well, and I could feel her juices coating my cock, her muscles clenching around me, as I continued to thrust in and out of her. After riding out her orgasm, I decided it was time to shift positions once again. Both women stood up, and I sat in the middle of the sofa, my cock still hard and ready for more action. Karen eagerly took advantage first, straddling me and lowering herself down until my cock filled her pussy. She was tighter than Jessie, and the feeling was incredible as she began to rotate her hips, then bob up and down on me. Meanwhile, Jessie stood on the sofa, spreading her legs to give me access to finger her. She moaned as I stuffed three fingers deep into her pussy, and hissed at me to fuck Karen even harder. Karen and Jessie exchanged positions, and I pounded Jessie's pussy even harder now, as Karen positioned herself close enough that I could lick her clit. Her scent was powerful as she arched her back, pressing into my face. I could tell she was close to another orgasm as her juices began trickling down my chin, and I wanted to cum with her, my cock buried in her tight little pussy. I gently pushed Jessie off, and they switched positions once more. I grabbed Jessie by the ass as she sat on my face, licking from her pussy to her clit as Karen once again took my cock into her throbbing pussy. It wasn't long before we once again reached a fast and furious pace, my balls slapping against her skin with each powerful thrust. Even as wet as she was, the tightness was still phenomenal, and I could no longer hold back. She stopped her up-and-down motions as I shot my load deep inside of her, triggering her own orgasm. We remained in this position, her pussy still clenching, throbbing against my cock, as I focused my attention on Jessie's clit for a few moments more. She finally came as well, once again covering my face with her juices. ******* OK, OK, so I was wrong, I thought to myself the next morning as I passed Darren at the water cooler. So he really was all that, and most of his stories were probably true. But frankly it was hard to care about being wrong after such a great night. And yes, he was telling someone about last night. But I knew he'd never use my name - and more importantly, I knew that nobody would believe him. I smiled to myself as I walked back to my desk and sat down, gingerly, still a little sore from the wild ride the night before. He Said, She Said Part 1. His story Mike and I worked together for 5 years and had talked about everything from sports to our wild days in college and of course sex with our wives. We had them over for dinner and they would have us over the years. Always casual and fun. Nothing sexual though. So we planned it out to get our wives in Mikes hot tub on New Years Eve out in the snow. Try and get the wives naked and see what would happen. Maria and I met Mike and Sara for dinner and drinks at a nice steak house and everyone was dressed up for the night and celebrating New Years Eve. As we were finishing up our meal I ordered another round of drinks before we left. Sara said she was getting a little sleepy and wasn't used to staying up this late. This made me wonder because some of Mikes stories.So Mike invited us over for some midnight champagne. Sara was already tired but agreed to it anyway. It was 10 and everyone was sitting around the table near the back door when I pointed out to Maria that they had a hot tub and a discussion was had about how much use it got. Mike then asked if we wanted to try it out in the cold weather. Maria wasn't sure, she didn't have a suit, which led to many skinny dipping comments from us guys. Sara offered her something to wear but would have to try it on first. "Come on up and you can try one of my suits on." Sara threw some towels at the us and said they'd be out in a bit. I stepped in the bathroom and undressed and wrapped my towel around me and stepped out. Mike had done the same but in their office. We both went outside in the frigid air. We got in the hot water naked and quickly trying not to look at each other's naked bodies. A couple minutes went by and no wives then a few more. Mike then sat up on the edge of the hot tub to get out as his cock just laid there right above the water. I couldn't take my eyes off it and said, "I bet that keeps Sara happy." "It gets the job done. I'm sure you have what it takes to make Maria happy too." "Maria would be so jealous right now that I'm the one who gets to see your cock." "What? She only wants to see it? Nothing else?" Mike joked. "Probably more if she had the chance and Sara wouldn't mind." I responded. "Speaking of our wives, where are they? Our plan won't work if they don't come back." Mike commented with a sly grin. I asked if we should go look and stood up out of the water and was sporting a huge erection. "Sorry about that. The sight of your cock made mine grow" I sheepishly laughed. Mike sank back in the water told me not to worry about the wives and floated towards my hard cock. He put his mouth around it an slid it in his mouth. I jumped at first but then realized how good it felt. Mikes mouth around my cock was very comparable to the ones Maria had given me and a few other girls in college too. I was surprised a guy could feel this good. Mike pushed me against the edge of the hot tub and sucked faster and then deep throated me. He knew what he was doing and did it well. He licked my balls and ran his tongue across the top of my cock making it jump. The water was starting to splash we were really getting into it. I felt so good and very curious now so I asked if I could try as I had never sucked a cock before. Mike sat on the edge and without missing a beat I grabbed his cock in my hands and guided it towards my mouth. I began to suck. I licked his balls, I knew what I liked done so I just tried to do that to Mike. I was really getting into it. His cock didn't taste weird or anything. It felt natural to suck his cock and try and take all in my mouth. After a few minutes Mike pulled out of my mouth and guided me to the edge of the hot tub. He started stroking my wet cock. I reached over and did the same to Mike. We both were nearing climax and stroked the other cock faster and harder. I couldn't believe I was getting another guy off and enjoying it so much. We both shot our loads all over the hot tub while letting out loud grunts. Spurt after spurt we we kept hitting the hot water with our hot cum. We both sat back in the water. "Won't you have to drain the tub now?" I asked as I took a deep breath. "No. That's why there's chlorine in the water." Then Mike looked over at me and said, "Wonder if Maria got the same treatment from Sara?" "What?" I replied. "Maria and I had both wanted to turn you guys bi and have been waiting for this for awhile. Hope you don't mind. I sure liked it." I smiled and shook my head knowing I was the one who got played. "No worries. It was a good time. Can't wait for the next time." We grabbed our towels and headed inside to ring in the new year. Part 2. Her story When we arrived at Mike and Sara's house after dinner it didn't take long for my husband Jake to point out their hot tub that was sitting in the back yard surrounded by a dusting of snow. When Mike asked if we wanted to try it out I was reluctant knowing Sara was tired, that and I didn't have anything to wear in the water. The guys like most guys have no modesty and would skinny dip and made many comments that I could do the same. That's when Sara said I could borrow one of her suits but that I'd have to try one on first and to follow her up stairs. Sara threw the guys some towels and they went out and got in the tub. At the top of the stairs Sara looked at me and asked, "Are you a 34C?" "No I'm a D cup." I answered. "Really? They don't look that big, you hide them well. What about bottoms? Want to cover your cheeks or a thong?" Sara responded quickly. "I don't know never wore a thong before. Not sure Jake could handle it." I replied with a grin and a wink. "OK why don't you go in to the bathroom and get undressed, grab a robe and come out I'll have some suits laid out on the bed for you to decide on." Explained Sara as she pointed to their large King sized bed. I went in and undressed and could hear some drawers open and closing on the other side of the door. I got undressed and out on a big fluffy robe. When I walked out I saw Sara standing there in a thong and no top on yet. "Sorry I didn't know you were changing too." I said nervously. Sara turned around and put her hands on her hips, her breast staring me right in the face with erect nipples. "Do you like the way the thong looks? I bet it would fit you perfect. I have a pink one on the bed for you to wear." Sara replied like it was no big deal. I couldn't stop staring at her tits, they were more firm than mine, maybe a little smaller. "Jesus", I said under my breath as I walked towards the bed. I grabbed the pink thong and went to put it on under my robe when Sara stopped me with her words, "I don't have a robe now so if you want to try it on, you have to not wear one either." "I thought you were tired?" I asked as I was feeling a little uncomfortable and not knowing what else to do. "That was so the guys would leave us alone for a few minutes." "Won't they start looking for us?" I asked again still holding onto the robe. "Those boys will be just fine in the hot tub. It has a way of keeping people busy." Sara continued, "and about that robe, please let me see you wonderful body. Mike is always talking about it." "Mike talks about my body?" I shrieked. "Yes." "That's funny cause Jake has mentioned yours too when he's been drinking." Sara walked over and slid her hand inside the robe and gently caressed my breast. With her other hand she untied the robe and started to pull it off my shoulders. I looked her in the eyes, "I" was all I got out before she put her finger on my lips. Then she slid it in my mouth and I let my tongue wrap around it. Before I could gather what was going on the robe was at my feet and Sara nudged closer. She started kissing my neck and caressing both my breast. My hands were by my side and I felt awkward. Sara noticed I was hesitant and spun me around and pushed me on the bed. I laid there completely naked as she crawled on top of me putting her mouth on my left nipple. I let out a sigh and started caressing her back and the grabbing her ass. Sara looked up at me and smiled, "I want to taste you beautiful pussy." Sara whispered as she began to slide down my body. At first I could feel her fingers on my clit and then I could feel the pressure of her finger as it slid inside my now soaking wet pussy. I let out a moan which was like a started gun for Sara as she dove in and began to lick my pussy. Jake had ate me out many times and along with a few other guys but never a woman. This was the best oral that I had ever had. My back arched my hips thrusted towards her face. My breathing got faster the moans became screams of pleasure. "Oh god I'm going to cum! Oh go God I'm cumming!" I screamed. I had never cummed from oral before. Sara kept going deeper with her tongue and what felt like three fingers gliding in and out of my gushing pussy. "F-Fuck I'm cumming again!!" I screamed as Sara finished me off for the second time in just minutes. She stood up as I lay there shivering from the orgasms. She ran her fingers over my hardened nipples and leaned in and kissed me. Yes I had tasted my pussy before on Jake's cock but never had it been this juicy. "Won't you lick my tits now?" Sara asked. She rolled over on her back and I went with her. First I kept kissing her. Her lips soft and no stubble like Jake always had and her tongue was even magic in my mouth. I licked her neck and went for her nipple. I was so excited that I didn't spend any time on it and went straight for her pussy. I wanted to taste hers now after what she had done to me. Sara had already taken off her thong and had a small patch of hair above her clit. I wasn't sure what to do. So I just started licking her clit. She raised her hips a little. I took that as a good sign. I ran my fingers down and tried to slide them in. I kept licking and finally got comfortable enough to slide my finger in her pussy. She became wetter and wetter and it tasted so good and sweet I pushed my face in harder and slide a second finger inside her. Sara began to moan a little and I started thrusting my fingers inside her fastest and harder. Her juices flowing I kept lapping them up like a young animal. All of a sudden Sara's body tightened up and she grabbed my hair, "Oh god I'm gonna squirt all over you!" Before I could register what she had said her pussy was like a geyser. Her juices shooting out in large streams all over my face. Some landed in my mouth and it tasted so good that I kept my fingers inside her and opened up. She squirted again and let out a squeal. I fell back over on their bed in exhaustion. Sara laid next to me in the same state. Sara looked at me, " So sorry I don't squirt very often. You will have some explaining to Jake now." She said with a little gleam in her eyes. "What about the guys?" I asked. "Don't worry. Mike and I have always wanted to get you guys over here and turn you both bi. It's been fun hasn't it?" "Yes it has. I had no idea. Can't wait for the next time." I replied. We both got dressed and cleaned up and headed down stairs to ring in the new year.