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Honey, I'm Home

By: casilda



You come home from work and you are tired- all that you can think about is a cold drink and sitting down to relax for a few minutes. You walk into the kitchen and pour yourself a drink, noticing that you're alone in the house. You wonder where I am, but sit down in your chair and close your eyes, enjoying the peace and quiet after a long day. 

After a while your mind starts to wander over the last weekend, and how busy we've been lately. Although it's been fun, we haven't had a lot of time together, and when we do, we're both exhausted. When you kissed me as we got into bed last night, you noticed how my breathing immediately quickened as I pressed my body into yours for a moment. But then I said I was tired, rolled over, and went immediately to sleep. You know that this is part of life, but you want me in your arms. 

You hear me come in through the front door, but keep your eyes closed, lost in the peace and your own thoughts. You hear me go quietly past you into the hallway, and then the sound of the bathroom door closing followed by the hiss of the shower. As you picture me in the shower you begin to slowly stroke yourself through your pants, feeling yourself harden slightly as you imagine my soapy hands running over my body. You watch in your mind's eye as I run the palm of my hand over my breast, covering it in suds which wipe off as I gently pull on the pink brown nipple with my fingertips, watching it lengthen and harden. My other hand slips down to my stomach, soap dripping everywhere as I slowly wash myself. Running my hands over the rounded curve of my stomach, I spread my legs a bit as I lean backwards into the warm spray above me. Slipping one soapy hand between my thighs you watch as I rub faster and faster, one hand on the shower wall to keep myself erect. I take the shower massage off of the wall and aim it between my legs, trying not to lose my balance as the sensations of the warm water jetting against my aching clit hit me. I sink to the floor with the water still gushing between my legs, trembling as my orgasm rushes through me. 

By now you are fully erect with an almost painful hardness. Stroking yourself faster, you lie there with your eyes closed, smelling the scent of my soap as I open the bathroom door. With my long hair dripping water behind me, I walk towards you with an appreciative smile, immediately picking out the signs of your excitement from across the room. Letting my robe hang open, I straddle you in your chair, bending forward to run my fingers along the back of your neck as I kiss you deeply. Moving my tongue to your ear I nibble on your lobe before tonguing you deeply, causing you to moan with excitement as you arch your body into mine. With one hand I unbutton your shirt and slip my hand inside, rubbing your nipple with my fingertips and then tweaking it as I feel your excitement. My other hand slips to your belt and undoes it as I reach down further and slide your pants off of your hips. As I inch my way down your body with my tongue my wet hair leaves rivulets of moisture down your chest, and the cold increases your excitement as well as bringing you out of your reverie. 

I fasten on to your nipple like a starving woman, nipping and sucking as if my life depended on it as I play with your pubic hair with my fingertips. I cup your distended balls in one hand and start rubbing them gently in circles as I slip past your nipples and run my tongue slowly along the line of your public hair. Your excitement increases as you watch me flip my hair behind my shoulders, giving you a clear view of what I am doing. As I gently rub your aching balls I enclose your stiffened cock with my other hand, and lower my head to your tip. Running my tongue softly along the outside of your head I gently suck the end, coaxing out the first few drops of silky white fluid. Raising my head to breathe, you see the slight strand of pre-cum connecting my mouth to you, and you groan and place your hands on the side of my head, pushing me down once more. I run my tongue slowly along your shaft, resting your glistening hardness against my cheek as I move faster and faster. Raising myself up on my knees I take all of you into my warm wet mouth as my hand squeezes the base of your shaft. I feel your balls swell as I move my mouth faster and faster, increasing the pressure and the delicious friction. 

I take your reddened rock hard cock and rub it along the outsides of my lips, looking directly into your eyes as I cover my face with a mixture of your fluid and my saliva. One hand slips between my own legs as you feel my warm breath quicken against your hardness. You watch as I give in to my passion, rubbing myself faster and faster as I rub your tip across my lips. As you watch my body tremble in joy you lift me until I am sitting on top of you with my legs on either side of yours. Reaching down, I take your cock and point it directly at my dripping pussy, sliding down on top of it with a groan. 

As you feel my heat and tightness you throw your head back, moaning as I hold on to the back of the chair and move myself faster and faster up and down your almost exploding shaft. As you begin to pump faster and harder at my straining pussy you feel me grip you tighter as the waves of contractions begin to pour through me. You see my nipples darken and soften as I flush with my orgasm, and as you pour your hot jet of cum inside of me we collapse against each other in a flurry of kisses and shudders. Holding each other closely, we vow in a murmur of laughs and hugs not to let our tiredness get in the way of our enjoyment of each other again.

Honey, I'm Home



To my darling husband,

I was clutching my jaw and drowning in the tears that streamed down my cheeks in to the crevices of my wrinkled smile. My hand was still poised in the aftermath of slapping you across the face. As your cheek reddened I love you more. My breath quickened as you pushed me backward over the edge of old couch. It was a couch that had followed us through the years we chased each other across the city, moving from apartment to apartment. That couch was as familiar and comfortable as a couch could be. 

My back bent backward at an awkward angle, I could hear a cracking that could have just as easily been the couches pleading wooden planks or my vertebrae shifting. I could feel your muscles tense when you gripped my right arm at the elbow and turned me over forcefully – bending me fully over the bruised upholstery of the couch arm with my bottom ripe as two apples peaking from beneath the black pleated skirt roughly digging into my thighs in the friction with the couch. 

I heard you spit on your hand, in our ritual, right before you pulled back slightly and then began a round of firmly spanking my rounded buttocks. It stung with such sweetness and pain that I dug my teeth into my bottom lip in the excitement. Your hand began to stay on my ass longer with each slap, ending in a squeeze and hardy grope. Finally, a moistened finger found it's way, prying into the puckered hole. It was freshly cleaned and I pushed backward toward your hand, pressing toward you, trying to be satisfied. As you enter the hole I let out a deep groan, igniting your passion and hardening you. 

I pulled down my tight shirt, nearly ripping it, pulling out my breasts to pinch my stiff nipples. Harder, I moaned, and you pushed your finger into my ass harder. Get inside me, I pleaded. I sighed as you pulled you finger from my ass, gasping as you replaced it with a moistened dick. You pounded into me, groping with one hand, reaching for my clit as I tugged furiously at my nipples, biting down on my lower lip hard enough to taste salt in my saliva. Should I come inside, you asked. Yes, yes, I moaned, barely able to get the words out. I shut my eyes, seeing myself instead being battered by a stranger over a pool table in some seedy bar after hours. 

Then I felt it – a final push that traveled through my entire body. You collapsed on my back, sweat matting your hair on you stomach and chest. Your arms wrapped around my body. I felt your dick slowly shrink. Stay in forever, I begged. You laughed as you always do when I say this. I would have happily never moved from this spot, wrapped over the edge of the old couch, if you were to never soften and leave your spot. 

It was a ridiculous ritual. Originally it was meant to keep our sec lives from getting boring. Everyday, when you returned home from work – I met you in the pleated black skirt that barely covered my ass, showing that there was nothing beneath the skirt to stop you from plunging into me at your will. My shirt would spill my breasts out showing the shadow of my nipples. 

When your key would reach the lock, you would hear a buzzing, and then as you entered the hallway, you would see me – on the couch with my latest vibrator, moving it in and out at such a rate that you always stare with awe. You would feign anger over the supposed replacement for your beautiful cock. We would fight. You would throw the vibrator across the couch, and demand that you show me how to really fuck. 

We struggle. You punch me in the jaw – something I can never quite prepare for, I slap you, and then you spank me. It always plays out the same way. I need something more. It is wonderful, but I think tomorrow, I shall surprise you with something new. I would love to see the look on your face if I called your sister over to eat me out when you walk in, or maybe have the mailman fucking me. 

That is why you have found this note, waiting for you where you would normally find me. Come upstairs and join me in fucking your boss' wife, Danielle. I can assure you – she ready and waiting for a few slaps on her tight rear and to be fucked in her unyielding as she licks my wet cunt of the juices that flow from my thinking of you. I want to watch you pull at her tits and ram your stiff cock into her with force enough to split her in two – useless there after to her useless prick of a husband. 

I want for you to splatter your juices on her stomach and tits and I shall lick them up with enough fervor for her to come again and again and to make you hard again. Enough for me to lick the tip of you dick then plunge it into my mouth. I'll tickle the pert hairs on your tighten balls and she will hit you sharply with her hand and with a leather paddle hidden under our bed. With a final slap of the paddle, you will come in my mouth. 

We'll sleep in a lust-ridden heap of liquids and loose parts like the piles of bones in catacombs. It will be blissful and new. Something that is different than our ritual. Something that is better and more full of lust. We shall all fuck like made, wearing out ourselves before you reach the top of stairs. Please hurry and join us.

Come soon,

Your loving wife

Sitting beside the note was the usual vibrator. His wife Hope must be upstairs. He read the note with great anticipation. He leaped up the stairs, two by two, rubbing his erection through this gray trousers. He knew she had been planning something, but he had not a clue that it would be this amazing. He had been eyeing his boss' wife for the three years he had worked under him. She would come to the office in her black patent leather stilettos. She would bring her husband lunch, but he knew the real reason for the visits. 

His boss had been all to explicit in telling him how much Danielle loved the feel of fucking on a cold wooden table. She enjoyed knowing the secretary could hear her every groan and the boss' yelp when he came inside her. Danielle loved to walk out of the office, her normally perfectly coiffed hair slightly askew and her clothing every so wrinkled. He had pictured himself fucking her, seeing her pert backside instead of his wife's over the arm of the couch. On occasion, he would sneak into the men's restroom to jerk off thinking of her grunting and cursing, begging him to fuck her harder on a hard oak desk.

As he reached the doorway he heard the sounds of two women, feverishly clawing at each other. Their lips hungrily pressed into each other, their arms, groping madly at their naked backs, their nails digging in, leaving the marks of passion in parallel red marks running the length of their pale skins. Their arms and legs so intertwined that was nearly impossible to tell the difference between them, only Hope's blond hair and Danielle's brown hair distinguished them. Their body types so similar, both thin with pert breasts and perfect curve into their hips and over their asses to finally touch their beautiful curvaceous thighs. 

Tad, Danielle whispered huskily, join us. She had not even looked up at him, but was burying her face into Hope's mane. Hope jolted us and reached over the side of the bed. She produced two pairs of metal handcuffs, Tad had not seen since last Valentine's Day. She handed one set to Danielle, they smiled at each other. They walked toward Tad, who know had his pants around his ankles and his shirt half unbuttoned. 

Hope reached and squeezed Danielle's full breast, and then kissed the tip of her nipple. Danielle jerked slightly as Hope bit down, snipping at her nipple. Tad stepped out of pants. Danielle knelt down and licked Tad's dick from root to tip, enveloping it in lashes from her tongue as Hope unbuttoned and removed Tad's shirt from his back. Hope snapped on a set of handcuffs on each of Tad's wrists. She then leaned forward over Danielle and rubbed her ass roughly. Hope desisted on her tongue lashing of Tad and they led him to the bed where they took each wrist and cuffed it to the legs of the head board.

With Tad spread across the bed, unable to move, Danielle and Hope kneeled on the foot of the bed and began to grope each others breasts, pull each others hair, and lick each others glistening skin. They craved each other, raucously feeding on each others lust. Tad squirmed with anticipation watching their show just below his feet. Hope giggled throatily and pulled back from Danielle. 

Hope crawled toward the head of the bed with her breasts bouncing. She paused and straddled Tad's chest, letting her moisture mix with his chest hair. She leaned over and kissed him on his lips, stabbing her tongue through his lips. She positioned herself with her breasts pushed into his mouth. He tongued and bit down on her nipples, gnawing lightly and grinding his teeth into her tender skin. She pulled back with her nipple still in his mouth. She leaned back, playing tug of war for her terse flesh. He let go and she clucked her tongue at him like a disciplinarian. 

She lifted her ass off his chest and opened her legs wide, scooting her open legs over his mouth. His tongue whipped at her folded pieces of glossy flesh as they lowered, hovering over his open mouth. Danielle watched the husband and wife's play as she rubbed at her clit. She faced his feet and backed on to him, straddling his hard cock. She let out a guttural moan as Danielle impaled her wet hole with his steadily pumping cock. Danielle rocked back and forth, with her hand grasping the base of his cock, pushed herself down on him harder and harder, bruising her ass on his hip bones. 

Hope began to scream as she orgasm reached such great heights, she held on to the headboard of the bed and bit into her palm. Tad in the heat of his wife's passionate orgiastic yelping pushed with a final effort his hips upward, ramming his cock into Danielle to release inside her. Danielle squeezed the base of his hard cock, shooting his fluids deep in to her. She collapsed over his knees in the exertion. 

They lied in a heap on the bed, exhausted in a pool of sweat and lustful fluids. Their breathing that had been quick and short only moments before became deep and drowsy. Tad, Hope, and Danielle all slept soundly. Tad and Hope renewed by this new position in their relationship with a new ritual to come to replace the one that was getting worn out. Danielle happy with her new secret and the hope of borrowing Hope to rejuvenate her and her husband's sex life. They all slept with the knowledge that this was only the beginning of a wonderful relationship.



Honey, I'm Home



Carrying two sacks of groceries, I hollered out as I came through the front door. Using a hip and a foot, I closed the door and proceeded down the hallway to the kitchen. Stopping halfway, I looked into the living room to see you still bound and stretched out lying in the floor.

"I know, I know...I promised that I would only be a minute or two, but I ran into some of our friends at the store, and just had to chat for a bit."

From the eye bolts in the ceiling were two thin cords strung taut and tied to your nipples. It appeared that you had given up the strain and let them pull your tied nipples to about a good two inches more than normal. Arching your back to lessen the pull had apparently been a past endeavor and now you just lie flat on the floor with the super extended nipples pointing to the ceiling.

I could still hear the faint buzzing of the dildo with the vibrating clit tickler from between your legs. From the puddle of juices under you, it was evident that you had enjoyed the extra stimulation I had provided. Your legs were bound in four places with straps to help you hold in the dildo and get the most out of it, or maybe, that should be, the most out of you.

Seeing as how you were off in your own world of bliss, I chatted away as I put up the groceries. Once everything was in its' proper place, with the exception of the items I had gotten for our dinner, I checked on you again.

Not really liking the purple, bluish color of your breasts and nipples, I cut the lines going to the eyebolts. Quickly, I untied the looped knots around your nipples and then stepped back as you were trying to roll around and shaking with spasms.

Thinking it was a good thing I had tied your arms and legs to sturdy furniture, and definitely a good thing for the ball gag, as you fought to adsorb the pain of the blood rush back to your nipples and breasts. After you were lying there still twitching, as I went to the bar and mixed myself a drink to enjoy as you settled into a light whimper.

Sitting in my favorite chair and propping my feet up on the ottoman, I could look you over as I began to tell you of my outing. Once I had taken several sips of my drink, I then started to let you in on the latest that would be happening.

"You remember Phil and his lovely wife Denise. Well, of all people, that's who I ran into at the market. We had a wonderful chat about our new lifestyle. AND, can you believe, they are most interested in exploring along with us."

"I know that I was letting you take more than you had before, but time just flies when you have to explain details that they were hungry to hear about. That party we all went to at Bill and Shirleys' must have triggered their curiosity. Both, Phil and Denise commented on how you raved about the climaxes you were getting from our games."

Musing that I would soon have to untie you, so that you could clean up before preparing dinner, I sat and sipped on my drink. I briefly considered taking out my dick and having you suck it as it was making itself known. But there would be plenty of time for that later as I had a full evening planned for us to explore.

"As you and Denise work together somewhat, she seems most interested in the anal aspect of things. I don't know what you've said to her about this, but I could tell she was just wiggling her tight, little butt as we talked about it. And, Phil, that toad, was just nodding and going along with anything that she and I got into. He's such a boob...I felt as though I would have to lead him by the hand for him to see what all she is interested in doing." 

After untying your arms and removing the straps around your legs, I gave you a few minutes to get your muscles working again. However, I insist that you lick up every drop in the puddle underneath where you were, and then you can go take your shower. All the necessary items for dinner are set out in the kitchen, so it shouldn't take you long to have it ready for me.

I, further, thought to tell you that they would be coming over on Saturday night for more insight into new avenues for them to see and experience. As you were on your hands and knees, licking up the puddle of your own juices, I had you get some on your fingers so I could have a taste also.

Your hanging breasts occasionally touched the floor and caused you to groan a bit as they were still quite tender. Smiling, I knew that any squeezing of them later would get your undivided attention on whatever I wanted.

When you had finished cleaning the floor to my satisfaction, you stood waiting for permission to go shower. Arms behind your back, legs spread, and chest thrust forward, I was pleased that you didn't hesitate in assuming the proper position.

"GO, take your shower, clean up good, and be sure to lube up good...as I plan to see if I can get my whole hand in the back door later."

Knowing that Phil and Denise would see things as they should be, I drained the last of my drink. Rising from my chair, I thought of mixing a second drink, and Denise's tight, little ass.



Honey, I'm Home!



Karyn was sitting alone on her couch with her feet pulled in tight. The snow was coming down making beautiful artwork on the frosty windowpanes. It certainly was a good thing to have the fire going.

She stood in front of the fire wearing a slouchy pair of jogging pants and an oversized teeshirt. The crackling embers from the fire, certainly gave her an idea. 

The buxom brunette slid her hands to the bottom of her teeshirt and pulled it up over her body. Her more than ample breasts bounced free. She smiled as she felt the warmth of the fire on her liberated breasts.

She smiled even wider when the next thought entered her mind. Sliding her thumbs under the waistband of her pants, she slid them and her thong underwear down to the ground in front of her. Now she stood with shaven pussy in front of the roaring fire. Damn! It felt so good.

She'd been so engulfed in warming her naked body by the fire that she didn't hear Cory come in. Cory smiled at his wife as she stood naked before him. "Is there something on your mind?" he asked.

"Maybe…" she said walking slowly toward him.

He stood there as his wife approached and began to encircle him like a brunette lioness. "A roaring fire.. My naked wife… What else could I want?"

She pressed her warm breasts up against him and started to kiss him on the mouth. She managed to work his coat and tie off him while ran his fingers along the top and bottom of her breasts. He toyed with the nipples in his hands.

She threw her head back as his caresses worked their way down her lithe frame. His massive cock was bulging against the seams of his pants. Cory led Karyn by the hand to the front of the roaring fire and laid her down gently.

He unzipped his pants and freed his member from its confinement. It was a good thing that he didn't wear underwear… Karyn snickered a bit as he laid down on top of her.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"Not a thing.." she replied working her hands around his muscular frame. She began to mold his cock with the sweet feathery touch of a woman in love. This was an object to be treasured.. cared for…

Cory buried his head in her creamy white breasts. He squeezed them gently. Placing his hands on the sensitive areolas, he toyed with the nipples until they were pert points. He then began to suckle on them like a child.

Her pussy juices were dripping down her legs madly. Her loins ached for him to be inside her. "I need you Cory.. I need you inside me now!" she pleaded.

His own need was escalating. He slid two fingers down and parted those sweet honey lips. He ran those fingers along his wife's clit. She trembled from his touch and for the want of him. She was certainly more than ready for him…

His cock slid into her dripping pussy with the greatest of ease. It was though they had been specially made for each other. His motions were gentle and slowly rocking at first.. but soon everything changed…

His racing heart couldn't handle it anymore. He began to bang her wildly. His hips were red from slapping into her legs as she lay on her back… Still it wasn't enough.

Karyn was close to the breaking point. Cory flipped her over on her side and reentered her red hot pussy from the side. His massive shaft began to pound away at her again.

With one hand he propped himself up and with the other he grabbed at her tits as they bounced up and down in this side view. He started to scream out her name..

Karyn thought she was going to absolutely lose her mind. The pounding and the groping… Cory and Karyn both screamed as their juices mingled with one another's in the greatest moment of passion in their married lives. As the two lay on top of each other, Cory managed a smile. "Oh, honey.. I'm home.." he said laughing.



Honey, I'm Home!!!



She felt the tingle of every nerve in her pussy when the first drop of cum coated her tongue. Jack always tasted soooo good and today he was especially naughty. He'd come by for an impromptu lunch and boy was he surprised at what he found…

I haven't seen Sheila in a few days because of my crazy work schedule, thought Jack as he turned up her street. While he loved her company, she was also smart, funny and loved sports, but what he missed most was her tight little pussy. He was hoping that his spontaneity would be rewarded today with a session of wild fuck action.

"Damn" yelled Sheila as she struggled to concentrate on her latest project. Working from home had huge advantages, but sometimes she just couldn't focus. She knew she needed what she had been deprived of for the past few days, but she couldn't wait on Jack. She needed to cum now!

Sheila quickly stripped and crawled back into bed after putting in a kinky video.  Hmmm, her favorite scene. It was a threesome that started with the two girls kissing and licking each other up and down. The blonde has medium sized breasts which are emphasized by long, hard nipples which you could see stiffen even more as the other girl nursed. When she'd remove the nipple from her mouth to go to the other breast, she continued to massage the one she left. As usual, my pussy tingled when I saw the drop of breastmilk bead up on the nipple. Oh, how sexy. Once the redhead saw the milk, she visible gasped and immediately began to suck and squeeze so she could get even more! 

Got damn, how hot. Sheila's own nipples were getting incredibly hard and by now one of her hands had made its way to her pussy and she was gently squeezing her clit and building up heat. Her mouth was watering as she knew exactly what the milk tasted like because she frequently enjoyed the treat from her own breasts which were beginning to tingle with arousal.

Now, it was the blonde's turn and she loved eating. It was so nasty to see her licking her friend's pussy like a melting ice cream cone. There was pussy juice and spit everywhere and she was magically tongue fucking her, licking up to the clit and sucking it all in one smooth stroke. You could tell the redhead was really turned on. Her clit was HUGE and looked like an open flower. The lips were fluttering like petals and you could see her pussy vibrating. The insides of her legs glistened, her pussy hairs were shiny wet and the blonde's face was soaked.  This made Sheila cream even more, so she pulled out her vibrator from the bed side table and begin to suck it thinking how it would feel to have Jack eating her pussy.

Jack was the one to be surprised when he'd walked around the back of Sheila's house. She had her office set up in a room just off her bedroom. But, Jack couldn't believe his eyes. As he passed the bedroom he saw her finger, gliding rhythmically in and out of her dripping pussy while she sucked on a dildo. She was soooooo sexy. Whatever she was watching on the TV really had her turned on. Hey, a man doesn't get many chances to watch his girl masturbate, so rather than disturb her he quietly pulled out it cock which was already straining his pants and begin to stroke. Sheila's breast were great, 40 DD and Jack's cock twitched as he watched her lower her mouth to suck her own nipple. 

Things were really heating up on the screen. The blonde was starving and begin to lower her face and her tongue was now circling her tiny asshole. You could tell the redhead was ready for what came next because she clutched the blonde's head as she drilled her hot, hard tongue deep into her ass with one piercing stroke. She pulled all the way out, then plunged back in again. She did this repeatedly until the redhead began to scream and cum so hard that you could see the juices spill out from her pussy which, of course, blondie promptly lapped up.

This made Sheila lose her mind and in one fluid movement she took the dildo from her pussy and inserted it in her ass. Lost in pleasure with her eyes closed, she thought she was dreaming when she sensed someone standing over her bed. It was Jack! Dick in hand, tongue extended and flushed with desire. The glint in her eye gave him the green light and he dove right in on her pussy. Nothing felt as great as that first moment a tongue makes contact with your pussy.  It's such a wild sensation and damn, his tongue felt good. He knew just how to lick and how to use his nose to rub against her clit. 

Soon, Sheila was lifting her ass from the bed to meet Jack's face. This was so intense that she thought she was going to pass out. Quickly jack pulled the dildo from her ass and inserted his tongue while he continued to finger her pussy. That did it. She begin to scream, cream and cum for what seemed hours. At some point, Jack had managed to get his hot cock into her pussy and the orgasms just continued…one after another. But before he came, he pulled out of Sheila's pussy and climbed up so that she could get what he knew she craved…his cum! She hummed softly and the vibrations added to his pleasure as she sucked him deep into her throat. He could feel her tongue fluttering on the underside of his cock, a sensation that drove him fucking crazy. Her mouth felt like a pump and he could feel his balls tighten. It was those moments just before you cum when it feels like all time stops and pleasure spreads through your entire body, your eyes begin to roll, your muscles begin to tingle. Bam! It happens and bright lights are flashing. Jack's dick begin to explode in Sheila's throat. She just kept sucking to prolong the pleasure and Jack could tell that she was coming all over again because she was gyrating her hips on the bed. 

A few minutes later, when they both floated back down to earth it was Jack who spoke first. "Hey honey, surprise!" As she drifted off to sleep, Sheila just smiled and nuzzled up closer.  She knew that this was going to be a great afternoon. 



Honey I'm Home



I have worked the late shift for almost a year now and I hate it for the most part. But there are a few perks like no big bosses to watch over you and when you have finished everything you can sit down or even go for a nap until the bosses are ready to come in. 

Plus there is less traffic on the road on the way home which means it don't take me long to get home from work. I usually get home around 6.30am. I park my car in the garage which is adjoined to the house so I am able to come in the back door into the kitchen. So I usually hang my jacket over a kitchen chair and make myself a cuppa at the kitchen table.

On finishing my morning cuppa I head for the stairs which I take 2 at a time till I am in front of our bedroom door. On opening the door I then get to walk into my bedroom and watch my sexy woman sleep. Sounds weird I know, but there's nothing quite like waking her up to have sex. I see my wife laying there with the sheets barely covering her hot naked body. The sight of her sleeping like that always gets me hot. I don't know if it's because she looks helpless lying there or if its cause I can look long and hard at her without her wondering what the hell I was thinking about.

Her curves really turn me and with the bedside lamp being left on I always get an instant hard on as I take in that heavenly body of her as she lays there totally naked on the bed. She always tries to stay awake until I get home but as usual she never managed to do so as she had obviously fallen asleep while reading again. As the light dances across her naked body all I wanted to do was mount her and fuck her like a dog on heat.

As I undress myself I keep my eyes on her as I try to not to wake her up. I let my pants pool at my feet and my shirt joins it on the bedroom floor a couple of seconds later. I am now as naked as my wife when she suddenly turns on to her back and I freeze and hope she don't wake up. As I look at her I can see her nipples react to the cool wind from the slightly open window flow over her now hardening nipples. 

I slip into the en-suite bathroom for a quick shower to freshen myself up before joining my wife in bed. As the hot water flowed over my body I stroke my hard cock a little with the vision of her hot naked body lying there all exposed to whom-ever would walk into the bedroom.

I turned the shower off and got out and towelled myself and then made my way back into the bedroom again. Yet again I stood there next to the bed taking in my wife's gorgeous hot body. Her 36E boobs moving slowly up and down with her soft unlaboured breathing. Her shaven pussy now on show as her legs are now parted giving me a great view of her womanhood. I could feel my cock now beginning to throb as I looked down at her perfect hot body with a desire to fuck her senseless.

I eased myself onto the bed to lie next to her on the bed. Again she moves and turns away from me on to her side as I totally hold still for a few seconds not wanting to wake her up just yet. I then move against her back spooning her and draping my arm around her and onto her right boob and lay there with bated breath to see if she wakes up or not. She doesn't which brings a smile to my face. I massage her right boob softly and love how it feels in my hand. She begins to stir so again I hold still until I know its ok to carry on again.

I now ever so gently slide my hand from her boob and slide it down her rib cage and on to her tummy then again hold still as a little moan escapes her mouth. Another few seconds go by and I then slip my hand over her hip on to her smooth thigh before sliding it back and fondling her delectable ass. Again she lets out a sigh and moves her ass back against my hard on which so happened to move into the crack of her ass. I again slid my hand over her hip and down to her hairless mound. Carefully I pressed a finger against her pussy lips penetrating ever so slow until I found her clit.

She moaned again lightly but still wasn't quite awake yet. I slid my other arm underneath her and began to fondle her boobs rolling her nipples in between my fingers making them stand erect. As I started to nibble at her neck she began to stir. My lips lightly bit at her skin and travelled up the side of her neck to her earlobe.

"Honey, I'm home." I whispered lightly as I reached her ear.

She rolled over slowly to face me and a smile danced across her luscious lips. I quickly bent my head and kissed her deeply letting my tongue explore her mouth.

"I missed you baby." She said between kisses. 

She let her hands roam my body gently kneading at my flesh. She slipped one of her hands down and took my cock in hand. Her warm fingers wrapping around it and gave it a little jerk up and down as if to say "Hello" to it. I moved my hand again feeling her moist lips now surrounding my fingers. We both let our fingers stroke and rub against and before I knew it we were both grinding our hips against our hands.

"Baby, I want to feel your tongue on my clit." She whispered seductively.

As I made my way down her sensual body she squirmed underneath me in anticipation. I reached her smooth mound and placed butterfly light kisses around her clit and on her pussy lips teasing her as her scent filled my nose. Her whimpers told me I was driving her crazy. I continued to tease her letting my tongue pass just beyond her wet lips and lightly skim along her clit. Once I thought I had tantalized her enough I flattened my tongue and pressed it firmly against her throbbing clit as her moans now filled the bedroom. 

I pressed my face deeper into her sweet tasting pussy as I spread her lips apart with my fingers. Her clit was hard and prominent as I sucked it into my mouth. I raised my hands up her body lightly tracing circles along her soft skin causing goose bumps to cover her body. She moaned and squirmed against the bed as my tongue lashed and rolled over her clit and pulled it into my mouth again. Her wetness completely covered my face now as I relentlessly sucked at her engorged clit. 

I slowly inserted my middle finger into her tight hole and without delay she squeezed tightly around it. Her wet warm walls surrounded my finger and held it firmly in place as my mouth continued to suck, nibble and lick at her clit. By now her hips rocked against my face and forced my tongue to stroke the full length of her clit. I began to thrust my finger in and out of her pussy letting it wriggle while deep inside her teasing her g-spot. 

Her moans were now replaced with loud groans from deep within her as she began to cum. I felt her juices release and squirt over my mouth and fingers as she writhed underneath me. I kept up my pace not wanting her to come down too soon. My tongue rolled over her clit again and again until her entire body shuddered.

"Oh God Baby!!" She moaned as her hands pressed against the back of my head and forced me harder on to her clit then released me as her orgasm began to subside.

Her hips lay still and her gasping breathing now replaced her moans. With a final kiss on her sweetness I began to make my way back up her body placing delicate licks and kisses along her skin causing her to giggle. I licked her lips as I began to kiss her with the scent of her juices still thick on my tongue. She immediately kissed me deeply wanting to taste herself on my tongue. She moaned into the kiss and our bodies pressed together once more. I began to rub my cock against her silky thighs as she held me close and bit my ear with gently nibbles.

She opened her legs for me and I dropped in between her soft thighs as my now throbbing cock rubbed up against her pussy lips and up over her prominent clit. We kissed again as we rubbed ourselves against each other. I took her big breasts in my hands and massaged them feeling her hard nipples against the palms of my hands. I was now at the edge of no return. I got up on my elbows with my cock now at the entrance to her womanhood. 

As she rubbed her clit furiously I thrust deep into her in one go right to the hilt. As I thrust in and out of her fucking her hard deep and fast a second orgasm ripped through her again racking her hot body. She rubbed her clit hard and fast and this time she squirted all over my cock and balls which set me off and I came deep inside her hot wet cunt. Our combined juices now ran down the insides of her thighs down to her ass crack and landed on the bed under her. 

I pulled out of her and watched as cum leaked out of her and glistened over her well fucked pussy. A minute later as we lay there side by side in the wet patch of our bed I spooned with my wife as we she drifted off to sleep. I just chuckled and snuggled against her waiting for sleep to also find me. I knew when she woke up again it would be her turn to wake me up the same way that I woke her and have her way with me.

The End?



Honey I'm Home



Adam enters the kitchen and sees her standing in the kitchen by the sink looking out the window.

Her sundress blows in the slight wind from the open window, shadows play in the folds of the dress as the sun streams through it.

Tantalizing glimpses of her curves are at once revealed and then hidden as the dress plays back and forth, her legs are spread slightly, back arched to bring her round hips into prominence. He moves to the side and catches a glimpse of the soft curve of her breast through the light material. He stands quietly and stares.

Eve is shaking, it is taking all her will not to turn and face him. She is determined to control the lust boiling within her and let him lead. She want to feel his strong hands on her waist, pulling her back against his strong chest. She longs to feel his hands cup her breasts, grazing lightly over the sensitive nipples as he kisses her neck.

The breeze blowing through the window moves her dress, brushing material against sensitive nipples causing them to swell. Electricity shoots from the contact, to head and groin, making her dizzy. She parts her lips and moans softly, thrusting her chest out to maximize the contact between the light material and the swollen, erect peaks.

Still she stands, looking casually out the window, watching cars drive by on the street and people strolling past, oblivious to the scene playing out.

Adam walks slowly up behind her. With one hand he brushes her hair away from her neck and lowers his lips to graze her neck. Inhaling deeply he can smell the light floral soap from her shower, the heat rising off her body and the slight musk of her arousal. He can feel her back arch to push against him.

Eve can feel his closeness now and waits for his embrace. His soft lips on her neck send shivers down her spine. The smell of him is intoxicating, coffee, spice and heat from the day. She waits from him to touch her, anywhere, straining back to inviting him to take her any way he wants.

A soft kiss to her neck then her ear lob, hot breath soft in her ear and he is gone.

The void cause by his sudden departure makes Eve's knees buckle. She waits, her sex throbbing, too aroused to move but desperate to be in contact with him. Her breath slows as she fights to regain control, her hands move as if outside her control, brushing one nipple to reach across to the other and pinch it, slowly rolling it between her fingers. Her knees buckle again as the intensity of her need overtakes her.

Straightening Eve turns to look for her departed lover. Walking slowly, as to not seem too eager, she moves into the family room. Adam is sitting on the couch, hands in his lap and a slight grin on his face. 

Fighting the urge to run and devour him she walks slowly to the couch and stands before him. Bending at the waist she reaches down and grabs his hands. Eve knows her dress is billowing open, revealing her heavy breasts and taught stomach, she looks up through her bangs to see his eyes open wide in enjoyment. She kneels on the couch, straddling his lap and brings his hands to her breasts, leading him to the contact she desires.

Adam looks from her breasts to her face, lingering over each feature. His hands move slowly, brushing her hard nipples and softy squeezing the full curve of each breast. He can hear her moans break from her lips. Squeezing, teasing, kneading he works to bring more moans and to inflame her desire.

Slowly her hands move to his belt. Eve removes his hardening cock from his pants and begins a slow up and down motion, bending down to take him in her mouth she provides lubrication for her stroking hand. Adam's head falls back on the couch as he gives in to the attention he is receiving. His hips lunge forward slightly with each down stroke and pull back to increase the speed of the agonizingly slow upstroke. The head is swollen and Eve grips harder to increase the pressure. Eve knows if she continues he will erupt all over her hand but she has other plans for his hot seed.

Eve lifts her dress and sits down slowly. Adam's eyes go wide as he slides easily into her wet folds. As his hard length fills her, Eve feels her first orgasm overtake her. Eve pulls the loose dress down from her shoulders, revealing her naked breasts. Grabbing his neck she pulls Adam's head to her hard nipples, urging him to suck and bite, rocking up and down, forward and back, riding him headlong from her first into another orgasm. 

Adam is struggling to control his own orgasm, wanting to prolong the feeling. He can feel Eve's spasms milking his hardness but wants to let her ride him as long as she desires.

Adam's hands go to Eve's hips as he pulls her cheeks apart. His fingers play lightly with her wet cleft and her tight little hole. She continues to rock up and down, eyes closed head thrown back, arms holding his head tightly to her chest. She can feel Adam playing with her ass, the electric charges dance from his fingers to every part of her body. 

Tiny circles with his fingers lubricated by the juices flowing from each orgasm. Slight pressure as one finger is eased into her ass, slowly at first, then deeper and deeper, timed with her rocking motions. Two fingers now and the feeling intensifies. Eve begins to grind down onto his fingers, wanting to be totally filled.

Adam loves the energy that radiates from Eve during their lovemaking, she is totally enthralled, all focus on the act of giving them simultaneous pleasure.

Eve slows her motion, reaching down she grabs his hard cock and kneels between his legs. Taking his entire length in her mouth she stares deeply in his eyes as she sucks and licks, savoring the hard length. Adam sees her reach back and begin to finger her own ass and knows what she is planning. He is concentrating, holding back the eruption. 

Eve stands now and straddles him again, staring him in the eye she slowly lowers down onto him, taking his cock into her tight ass, little by little. As she feels him enter her tight hole she can feel the orgasm start to build. Slowly she takes his entire length, the pressure is exquisite. She pauses to allow herself to adjust to the fullness, grabbing his neck again and kisses him full on the mouth. Holding tight to his neck she begins to rock up and down.

"Come for me my love," she whispers in his ear.

Adam needs no further prompting, grabbing her hips he pushes deep into her and pulse after pulse of hot come fill her. As she feels his warmth inside her Eve allows her own orgasm to overtake her. Continuing to ride the waves of her orgasm as they crash around her, spasms fill her belly. 

Finally, lifting off him she whispers, "Nice to have you home."



Honey, I'm Home!







Honey, I'm Home!



She rattled off a long order that Randall instantly recorded on his mental 'to do' list.

He was analyzing her list and comparing it to his memorized scan of the yellow pages as he stepped onto the red sphere. Once in his lab, he shut off the power supply and went to his office. An unfortunate effect of transporting was fatigue, and he had not yet figured out exactly why. He lay down on his couch and closed his eyes.

Forty-six minutes later he opened them and stood up. He was not looking forward to the shopping trip. He hated crowds. But it couldn't be helped. He called a taxi.

After several hours of scurrying about town, sweating and running up his credit card balance, Randall returned to the lab. Lugging the stuff up there was even worse, and he wondered if he should have been so adamant about refusing research assistants and grad students.

But he just couldn't risk it. His brilliant theorems were so elegantly simple once you got into them...

He dragged the supplies into the transporter area. It would take several trips to get it all there, but that was no problem.

A pile of supplies began to mount on the beach as Randall hopped back and forth, tossing a bundle of supplies out onto the sand with each hop.

Lisa watched the pile grow with satisfaction. He had been gone no more than a second. Damned if this wasn't like having her own personal genie -- without the wish limitation. She supposed she'd have to give the little twerp something sooner or later, but not just yet. He didn't seem to resent her verbal abuse, so she'd keep it up until he started to get a bad attitude.

Randall collapsed onto the sand next to the pile of supplies. He was utterly exhausted. All the flipping back and forth had drained him of energy. He should have napped before coming back, but he had been too anxious to be near her again. His lusty young mistress. His cock grew again in his damp underpants.

"So what did you bring?" Lisa went to the piled supplies and started picking through it. "Burger King. Glad you didn't forget that." She stuffed a few fries into her mouth. "Cold though. You're going to have to do better than that."

Randall thought she seemed appreciative, but a light kiss would have been welcome. Perhaps when her hunger for food was sated she would want to satisfy her natural longing for other, more sensual indulgences.

"Now you can get that tent set up. And it better not be some off-brand piece of crap. Put it over there. Did you remember the suntan lotion? I'm going to burn up here."

Randall knew that a request for assistance with suntan lotion was a common ploy used by women as a prelude to sexual intercourse. She would step out of her abbreviated black dress and ask him to rub it on her back, whereupon she would unhook her brassiere, and then find some pretext to roll over, exposing her firm breasts to his avid gaze...

"The tent, dick brain. Set it up and blow up the air mattress so I can take a nap if I want."

Nap! It was about to happen. They would both be naked, of course, since the air was quite warm....

He dragged the heavy tent package to the spot she had indicated. He wondered if she knew what a vigorous rogering she was about to receive.

The assembly instructions were written in six languages, all of which Randall understood but none of which made sense. They had completely neglected to include mathematical justifications for their conclusions. He rolled out the materials and examined the hardware carefully.

"What a dildo," Lisa muttered. "Get out of the way before you hurt yourself. Did you bring that Victoria's Secret bikini collection I asked for?" She started expertly assembling the tent framework.

A reference to a prosthetic sexual organ! Randall was in love. This would probably be the time for some clever sexual repartee, but he couldn't think of anything at the moment.

He scrabbled in the pile of supplies and found the Victoria's Secret bag. Just the smell of its perfume made his cock ache. But damn it, he was ready to drop dead from exhaustion.

He walked over and handed the sexy pastel bag to his true love.

"Perhaps you'd like to model these for me," he suggested.

"Perhaps you'd like to go fuck yourself," Lisa snarled.

Randall was stumped. Possibly she had meant to say, 'Perhaps you'd like to fuck me,' which would have been quite thrilling. And completely understandable.

Doing it to himself was a physical impossibility.

She obviously had severe intellectual deficiencies, so it was a strong possibility that she had misspoken. Best not to offend her by correcting her statement. She would be impressed by his ability to see past her words to her true meaning.

"Yes, I would," he said, trying for an air of detached amusement.

Lisa rolled her eyes. This dipshit was totally clueless.

"Did you bring me that fingernail polish collection?"

"You didn't ask for that."

"Do I have to think of everything? I want the one by Eve Arden. The big one. No substitutes. Now."

Randall stumbled back to the red sphere. Back in the lab he was shaking with fatigue. Time for another power nap. And food. He desperately required energy, and it looked like the picnic idea had not gone over well. She hadn't even offered to share with him.

An hour later he was ready to rejoin his lady-love. He had used a delivery service to obtain the fingernail polish collection, and the total cost had been astounding. But why should he care about money? If he ever allowed the fruit of his genius to become public, money would soon be obsolete.

His hand hovered over the coordinate dials. Perhaps he should give her time to change into one of those microscopic string bikinis. Or even take a short nap to sleep off all the greasy food she had eaten.

But what if she should require his assistance with the fastenings of her swimwear? She would turn her sleek, smooth back to him, holding the bikini top up with one slim hand, and he would place his hands on her heartbreakingly slender waist, then slide them up, moving cautiously forward and upward until finally he was cupping her firm breasts. 

He hesitated.

No. He was still too tired to perform at optimal levels. He would get a good night's sleep and return to her fully refreshed.

After a long night on his office couch, during which Randall experienced many disturbing dreams of a sexual nature, he returned to the lab and warmed up the transporter machinery. He still hadn't determined how long he should make her wait for his return. An hour? Two? More?

He stepped away from the red sphere just as the sun was gloriously sinking below the watery horizon. Lisa was lying on the air mattress inside the tent, staring at the ceiling. She had indeed changed into a miniscule black string bikini, which had cost Randall $135.26, but it was well worth it. The sheer perfection of her body was mesmerizing.

She sat up as he handed her a large box of manicure supplies. The little dweeb was trying to mess with her head. She'd had plenty of time to think, and had realized that he could just leave her here for days, or even years, if he felt like it. Or even forever, if he got bored with her. It was time to give him a little taste to maintain his interest.

She set the box aside and tugged at a long strand of blond hair. "I missed you. This place is beautiful but kind of lonely." She smiled at him appealingly.

Randall's heart swelled with pride. She had missed him! His timing was impeccable. But what did she expect now? Should he join her on the inflatable bed? Should he take his clothes off first? He tentatively began unbuttoning his rumpled shirt.

Lisa wrinkled her nose at the cloying odor as he started to remove his shirt. God Almighty, he smelled like mildew and rancid sweat under laid with even less appealing things.

"Why don't we take a little swim first," she suggested sweetly. "The water is absolutely perfect and I can't wait for you to enjoy it." And rinse off some of your funk, she thought.

Randall pulled off his shirt, displaying his hollow chest and bony arms, then unbuckled his pants. He stepped out of them and hesitated. Should he take his underpants off? Would a penile display be appropriate at this time?

Oh My God, Lisa thought. What a pitiful body. "Maybe you should leave your tighty-whities on for a while. Until after we swim, anyway." 

She stood up and adjusted the strings of her bikini. "Race you!"

Randall watched as she sprinted toward the water's edge, his cock stiffening to full erection. Poetry in motion. He couldn't believe he was about to have her. He jogged after her, admiring the movements of her dimpled ass.

She dove into a breaking wave and swam out to the point where she could barely touch bottom. "Come on!" she cried gaily. "See if you can catch me!"

Randall waded out until the water was up to his knees. He was not comfortable in deep water. He did know how to swim -- in theory, anyway. He had read several books on the subject.

A wave broke, soaking him. The water was cold, and his dick began to shrivel.

"I may have neglected to mention that during this geologic period there were rather large sharks in this area..." Randall remarked.

Lisa squealed and churned the water as she rushed to return to his side. He stretched out his arms to embrace her and she shoved him, hard. He fell on his ass and another wave washed over him. He swallowed a mouthful of water and gagged, tried to regain his feet but could not get his balance.

She reached out a hand to him just as a much larger wave hit, tumbling both of them. Randall crawled toward the shore, spluttering, beginning to feel panicky.

Lisa high-stepped out of the water, giggling as she tried to pull her bikini top down. Randall froze, fascinated by the sight of her naked, perky breasts. The nipples were a pale shade of pink and were fully erect.

Randall stood up, not noticing that his underpants had filled with sand and were nearly down to his knees. He stared open-mouthed at Lisa's enchanting body until still another wave hit him and knocked him face down. The back-wash pulled his pants down to his ankles.

When he finally managed to drag himself out of the water and stand up, she was laughing into her hands.

"You almost lost your panties," she giggled. He looked down at his limp dick, which had nearly disappeared into his pubic patch. 

"Meet you back at the tent!" She sprinted away, tugging her tangled bikini top off over her head as she ran.

Randall kicked his pants off and stumbled after her. Clearly she wished to be pursued. When he caught her she would collapse backward onto the sand, pulling him down on top of her. He would stifle her happy giggles with a searching kiss... He had once seen a rather boring movie in which that happened. It must be a common female fantasy.

She was at the tent minutes ahead of him, drying herself with a fluffy towel. She wrapped it around her and began combing out her tangled hair with her fingers. He stopped to watch, standing on one foot and covering his erection with his hands.

"Could you maybe brush out my hair, Sweetie?" she asked coyly. "It will be full of snarls if I don't... before we..."

Randall's heart hammered. She had used a term of endearment! He found a hairbrush and showed it to her.

"Not that one. The one with the plastic-tipped bristles." She knelt on the air mattress with her back to him. "Gently, please. If you pull too hard I might cry."

With trembling hands he ran the brush through her waist-length wet hair, trying not to tug when there was resistance. He had never imagined the sensuality involved in brushing a woman's hair. He could enjoy this for hours.

At least he knows how to use a hairbrush, Lisa thought grudgingly. It actually felt quite nice. If she didn't have to look at him...

Her nipples tingled, still stiff from the cold water, and she even felt a twinge of longing in her pussy. Her boyfriend had been out of town for a week... Maybe if she could get Randall to do her doggy-style, it wouldn't be too gross. 

She supposed she'd had worse. But not recently. She sighed and tucked the towel tighter around her breasts.

When her hair was untangled and the brush glided through it without resistance, Randall could take no more. He put his arms around her from behind and tried to loosen the towel. She must be waiting for him to take charge. His cock throbbed, and he wondered how it would feel to slide it into her moist crevice.

Lisa fell forward onto the bed, lying face down. I really cannot believe I am considering this, she thought. But it was actually a small price to pay for the benefits she anticipated. If she managed him properly she could easily become the richest woman in the world.

Randall knelt beside her and awkwardly caressed her back and bare shoulders. How best to get her to turn over?

Lisa peeked at him over her shoulder. "Sweetie? You've made me very, very wet. But it would be so much nicer for us if we had a real bed... and a shower... Why don't we just pop over to my apartment?"

Randall's head whirled. What did she mean by 'wet?' Surely she wasn't referring to accidental urination. And the thought of spending the night with her at her apartment was more than thrilling. But a bird in the hand...

"I'm sorry," he said, "But I still haven't fixed the remote control. I'm having trouble concentrating on that right now. You're so beautiful..."

Shit, Lisa thought. She didn't believe that his remote thingy was out of order and she fought back a wave of anger. He just wanted his other thingy taken care of before he took her home. He was clever in a stupid kind of way. She would have to handle him very carefully.

She rolled over to look up at his flushed face.

"Lie down here beside me, Doc. Maybe I can help you get your head back together." She patted the mattress beside her. "Just be gentle with me. I've never really... been with a man before. Not one like you, anyway."

Randall flopped down beside her, his heart galloping like a thoroughbred on the home stretch.

She was a virgin too! Actually, he had hoped for a girl with at least a little experience for his first time, but this could work. They would have their first time together, and she would be his for life. Sex on demand... It would be most beneficial to his work. 

He reached over and tugged shyly at her towel.

"Mmmmm..." she sighed, letting him peel the towel away to expose her lush breasts. Her hand strayed to his rock-hard erection and smoothed away a drop of pre-cum at the tip.

He groaned. She was actually touching his cock! Did that mean she wanted him to touch her too?

She grasped the base of his prick and squeezed, then milked him once, twice...

Randall jetted his load all over his stomach. She continued to stroke him until he shuddered at the excessive stimulation. She wiped her hand off on his chest and lay back, watching him.

When Randall could catch his breath, he croaked, "That was awesome! Were you, uh, satisfied too, or should I—"

"Oh, Sweetie," she purred. "I'm completely satisfied. So why don't you just pop back to your lab and fix your little doo-hickey so we can go home? You can take as long as you need, but get back here in five minutes, and I'll fix a nice dinner for us at my place, OK? And then we'll have all night to do whatever your heart most desires." She scrubbed at her sticky hand with the damp towel.

Randall struggled off the air mattress and wobbled to the transport point. His knees were clattering like castanets. A real girl had just jacked off his penis! And obviously had enjoyed doing so!

Lisa watched narrowly as Randall located the transporter marker and winked out of existence. She sprinted to the spot where he had disappeared.

She wasn't buying that crap about remote controls. He hadn't had anything in his hand this time.

There—a small red sphere hovering a fraction of an inch above the sand. She reached to touch it just as it dissolved.

Shit fuck DAMN. He must have deactivated the machines back in his lab. But now she knew. Just step on the red sphere, and blip! Off you went.

She wondered how long it would take him to realize he had forgotten his pants.

Next: Lisa loves a hot fudge sundae.



Honey, I'm Home...



It's dark when you get home and I am in bed asleep. I was so hot I slept in the nude. You turn a low light on and pull back the covers. I am on my stomach with my right knee bent and leg pulled up. 

You have a perfect view of my shaved pussy. Your cock starts getting hard and you lick your finger and reach out and tickle it around my pussy lips..I wiggle a little in my sleep and you pull back and strip your clothes off.

You carefully climb in bed so you don't wake me..not yet. You move up behind me and move my hair back and softly kiss my neck as you reach around and find my clit and very lightly, teasingly rub it until it starts to swell..you slowly move your finger down to my pussy lips and tenderly spread them..you dip your finger into my hot wetness and spread it around my pussy.

I moan, and still asleep, I start to rock my pelvis back and forth. You raise yourself up and pull me over to my back. You bend my knees and spread my legs, opening my body to you. You stare at my pussy lips glistening with the juice of my desire. You move yourself between my legs and breathe in my aroma. Reaching up with your left hand you start fondling my breasts, pulling my nipples while your right hand is pressing down on my thigh, making sure my pussy stays open to you.

You hungrily lower your face to my wetness and suck on my clit. You get so excited as more juices start to run out of my pussy; you know if I was awake I would not like this..I am too self conscious to let you do this very often. I start to breathe harder which causes you to suck my clit harder and faster..you even tug at it with your teeth. It is this sensation that brings me fully awake and as I realize what is happening, I reach down to stop you but you pin my arms across my chest effectively holding me down while you continue feasting on my trembling pussy. You're sucking and licking me harder and faster now as your excitement builds. My hips start rocking and my self consciousness fades as my greedy, hot desire takes over. At this sign of passion from me you release my arms and slide your hand down so you can rub my clit while you start tongue fucking my cunt. My hands are tangled in your hair, holding your face to my pussy. Just as I am about to explode you chuckle against my opening and move away, effectively withholding my climax from me.

You move up my body, dragging your stiff cock against my skin, leaving your own trail of wetness along my body. You grab my titties and greedily suckle a nipple while pinching the other one. I am holding your head to my tit and I can't speak to tell you how good it feels because my mind can't form any thoughts right now; I can only focus on what you're doing to me. I want, need to taste you, to have that gorgeous, delicious cock filling my mouth. I push on your strong,broad shoulders and you roll over to your back so I can love you.

Your cock is standing straight up, so hard and proud. There is a single glistening drop of precum right on the head. I grasp your swollen balls gently and massage them lovingly. I grasp the shaft of your cock and you are so engorged my hand barely closes around your thickness. I give your shaft a squeeze as I lean forward to lick your wetness from your cock head, being careful so that only the tip of my tongue touches you. I savor the hot, salty fluid that is all you. At the feather light touch of my tongue, your cock jumps in my hand. I lean down and lick your cock from the base of your shaft up to the tip of your head and let my tip of my tongue push into your opening just enough to make you buck your hips. You want more.. I open my mouth and relax my jaws and slowly, slowly suck your cock into my hot mouth, further and further until your cock is in my throat and then I swallow, letting you feel my throat muscles squeeze you. I back off your cock slowly and squeeze the shaft as I pull off your cock with a 'pop' sound. I let my hand squeeze you and pump it up and down a few times, twisting at the top. Then I lean back over and take your cock head into my mouth and I suckle just the head, harder and harder until I feel your balls swell and I know you're about to cum, and I pull back.

You pull me up over your body and I straddle your legs. You reach up and rub my pussy gently, spreading my juice all around the swollen lips. My swollen clit is so sensitive as you reach out and give it a gentle tug and pinch, my pussy juice starts to run out over your fingers. Keeping your cock pressed up against you I rub my pussy up and down your length and I can feel how badly you want me to let you in. My puss aches from all this teasing so I give in.

I reach down between us and place the head of your cock right at my opening. I love feeling your cock jump with need. I slowly lower myself down..down..all the way until you are deep inside my tightness as far as you can go and I start to rock back and forth, grinding on you, rubbing my clit on you at the same time your cock is fucking me..back and forth..back and forth. We are breathing heavy and moaning and our hearts are beating so fast. You move your hands from my titties and grab my hips and force me up and down on your cock harder and faster..you love watching my tits bounce. I lift myself off and turn around and ride your cock backwards so you can grab my ass as we fuck. I lean forward as I'm riding you so you can watch your cock pound in and out of my pussy. You turn me back around while keeping your cock buried in me and grab my tits so hard. I am bouncing on your big dick..up and down, around in a circle, rocking on your cock. You are so hard and hot and I can feel you throbbing inside of me and I can't hold on anymore. My cunt aches to come and I do and all I can feel is the spasms of my release as your cock continues to fill me.

You roughly, urgently lift me off and flip me over to my stomach, pulling my ass back towards you. You push my upper body down to the bed so my hips are up, giving you complete access to my pussy and ass. You bend down and cover my wet throbbing pussy with your mouth, using your thick tongue to lap up my juices at the same time you insert a finger into my ass, causing another explosion in my cunt. You get back up and slam your cock into my pussy over and over, harder each time. You pinch my ass cheek and slap it and rub it as you fuck me like a little whore. I can feel your cock swell even more and get even harder as you start to moan and frantically pound my pussy. As you start to yell out, I feel jets of your hot cum shoot into me with such force it makes me cum again.



Honey, I'm Home



My wife and I have been married for about 2 years and we had our first child about a year ago. Sara, my wife, is a cute little woman. She is 5'1"s tall and weighs less than 100 lbs. She is only 22 years old and lost the baby fat right away. Her best feature is her adorable little ass, beautifully shaped and looks great in whatever she wears. She has small b cup sized breasts but they are very perky and our perfect to suck on. That is something I probably do not do enough to her because she loves it.

I am 8 years older than her with a slim build and a 7.5 inch thick cock. I am very sexual and never get enough. It seems since our daughter was born we don't have sex. I am lucky to get it 2 times a month. I am sure most married people go through this but it seems to me she is just not interested in sex anymore.

One thing that you should know about my wife is that she has always used her good looks and sex to get what she wants. That is how she landed me. I am in Information technology and earn a pretty good living for my age. My wife has gotten her real estate license but has not earned any money with it. She is doing some clerical work at the real estate office to earn a little money.

In this day and age it is hard to get buy on just one income. We get buy but do not have a lot of expendable income so we do not get to do anything fun. Especially, since my daughter was born. My wife Sara spends most of her time watching her and works one night a week and some weekends. 

Sara has developed a friendship with the owner of the real estate office. He is in his late forties and overweight and not practically good looking. Remember, Sara is attracted to powerful men with Money. That is why a have suspected that she maybe having an affair with him. One evening she told me that he wants to come over for coffee before he goes into the office. Knowing Sara, she likes to tell half-truths to make her lies more believable. So I just said, "That's cool".

That night, after being turned down again for some sex with Sara, I was having trouble sleeping. I was thinking that something seemed fishy. What if she was telling one of her half-truths so she could get away with sleeping with him? I ended up jerking off again, right next to my sleeping wife, then eventually fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up and went through my morning routine and was off to work early. I was always very quiet in the morning so I would not wake our daughter so that Sara could get some rest. On my way to work I was thinking that I need to find out what is going on with her and her boss. When I got into the office I told my boss that I had to leave but would make up the time this evening. I knew he was due for coffee at 9am so I timed it so that I would arrive back home at about 9:15.

I drove by the house and saw his car in the drive way. I knew if I drove up the drive way that she would know I was home right away. We have a spare bedroom on the main floor of the house and I knew if anything was going on in would happen there. I drove down the road and parked at a party store just down the street from our home.

I walked up to the house and came to the window to our family room. This was the opposite side of the house from the spare room and would provide a view through the house. I peeked in and saw him sitting at our dining room table. I could not see Sara but could see that he was talking and hear a little bit of their conversation. It was just small talk so I thought to myself that this could be innocent. I could also see our daughter in walker roaming around eating cheerios. I made the decision to observe until it looked like he was leaving and then sneak back to my car so I would not get caught.

As I was peaking in the window and trying not to get caught peeping in my own house I saw my wife come out of the kitchen and set a cup of coffee next to her boss on the table. To my surprise, she was wearing a pair of my shorts and a tight tank top with no bra. She was apologizing for how she looked and that she had not had a chance to get dressed because our daughter woke up right after I left for work. As I watched her I could see that she was not wearing any underwear. My shorts were very loose on her and I could tell by the way that looked on her beautiful ass that she was going commando. To my surprise, I was actually getting a hard on after seeing this.

Now they were both at the table with a cup of coffee. Sara would have to get up now and again to make sure my daughter was not going someplace she should not. She would bend over and reveal her tight ass cheeks now and then. I could see her boss checking her out. One time, because my shorts were so big on her, I saw her beautiful pussy and it was clear he did too.

I heard him ask her, why are you wearing your husband's shorts? She giggled and said, "Because they were clean." They both just laughed. I could see, by the amount of times she had to get up, that my daughter was getting cranky. Finally, Sara picked her up and starting walking to the stairs. I had to duck down as not to be seen. She came back down after a few minutes and apologized but said she thinks she is down for a nap. It was kind of hard to hear but I heard her ask him if he wanted more coffee. He waved his hand and said he should probably go to work.

I was panicking, thinking that if he came out to his car he would catch me. I saw him get up and decided to hide in the bushes. I waited there for a few minutes listening to see if he came out the door to go to his car. Nothing! I waited a couple more minutes and then decided to go back to the window. I could not see anyone. Then I noticed the door to the spare bedroom was open. 

I quickly went to the other side of the house. I could see that the curtains were closed but there was a small gap between them. I would have to be very quiet because if anything was going on in there it would be close to the window. We had the bed right next to the window. This whole time I was feeling very confused? I had come here to catch her in the act and found myself very excited about seeing her with another guy.

As I crept up to the window I could feel my cock getting harder. I slow raised my head to the window and saw what I had suspected all along. Sara was lying on the bed with her top raised above her tits. He was sucking on them and she had her back arched and was enjoying it very much. My cock instantly went rock hard! I was like, what the fuck! I found that I really wanted to let this happen. I really wanted to see if he would end of fucking her.

I ducked my head down and started to calm myself down. I was thinking that it would be a lot more fun if I could join in. I did not think Sara would go for it. I quickly came up with a plan.

I popped my head back up. I was in a position that I did not think they would notice me and was enjoying the show. This whole time I had a raging hard on. He was moving down her belly and got to that top of my shorts. He slowly removed them and then dove right in to her wet pussy with his tongue. As I watched this middle aged balding man tongue fuck my wife, I was thinking, what the hell she sees in him. I reminded myself that he had money and was waiting to see what else he had to offer her.

In a few minutes I saw her hand lift him off her pussy. She was sitting right on the end of the bed. He started taking off his nicely pressed dress shirt as she was undoing his belt. Soon both were on the floor as she finished taking her shirt off and then pulled his boxers down. Another surprise, he was hard but only about 5 inches and not very thick. Sara dropped to her knees in front of the bed as he stood there naked with his pot belly and small dick pointing at her face. 

She grabbed hold of his boner and stroked as she moved her mouth closer. Her tongue darted out starting licking the tip. I thought that this is where it might end. She was going to blow him and then send him to work happy. She was licking up and down and then put him into her mouth and started taking his whole cock in and out of her lips. I could tell he was close to coming and was looking forward to seeing his cum drip down her chin.

To my surprise, he stopped her and helped her up from the floor. They kissed and then he placed her on her back on the end of the bed. He raised her legs as she held the back of her knees. Now I knew I did not have long to execute my plan but I wanted to see what was next.

He moved in and placed his cock at the lips of her wet pussy and slid it in. They both arched their heads back in enjoyment. I love that first thrust whenever I fuck her. Feeling my cock slid in her hot wet pussy when we first start fucking drives me crazy. I was mesmerized by what I was seeing but soon realized I had to move fast.

I slipped around to the back door. I had to be real quiet so that I would not alarm them. As I opened the back door I could hear their moans. This just made me even harder and was close to shooting my own load. As I walked closer to the bed room door I was thinking how I could join the fun. I striped down naked dropping my close and being as quiet as possible. I could tell I did not raise the alarm by their moans.

Sara was yelling "fuck me harder!" as my naked body reached the open door. The bed was back from the door so I would half to almost enter the room to see what was going on. I slowly peeked around the corner. Sara was on all fours on the bed with him behind her. I realized if either of them looked up they would see me. So I jumped into action.

I rushed in the room and yelled "Honey, I'm home." They both were shocked as their heads darted in my direction. I must have surprised them at the perfect time because when Sara went on her belly looking for something to cover up with. He just was looking at me with his pussy soaked cock, still rock hard, flapping right out in the open.'

Their look was priceless when they saw that I was naked with a rock hard cock pointing in their general direction. Sara was looking at me shocked and asked "what the fuck?" "What are you doing?" He was just looking at me scared wondering what the hell he got himself into. I just said I wanted to join in the fun. They looked at themselves with a very confused looks and then back at me. I could tell what he was thinking and told him not to worry; I don't want to touch you.

I simple walked to the bed and got Sara back on all fours and then stuffed my thick cock in Sara's mouth before she could deny my request. I was fucking her face and looked over at him and said, "Continue where you left off dude." He looked down at sexy ass and then just said, "Okay!" He started fucking her again and I was enjoying her mouth. I held her head and stuffed my cock in and out of her mouth. I looked at him and told him not to cum yet. I have more I want to try.

He finally looked more relaxed as we fucked my hot little wife facing each other. I reached over to her ass and slapped it. Sara liked a little pain now and then and just made a cock muffled moan. I knew what to do next.

You see, Sara and I had tried anal sex before but she told I was just too big and it hurt too much. I thought it was about time to get her ass trained and his cock would be perfect for that. I asked him if he had ever fucked her ass before. He shook his head no and then looked down at her corn hole.

"Hold up a sec there dude.", I stated. "Not just yet!" I then licked my middle finger and started working it into her no go hole. She moaned again and tried to say something. I just pushed harder with my cock into her mouth. She was moaning even more. We both stopped pumping as my finger slipped into Sara's ass.

She was finally able to get my cock out of her mouth. She took a big breath and the said "Oh my fucking God that feels sooooo good!" Once again, to my surprise she was really enjoying this. I wanted some pussy so I told Sara we should 69. Everyone agreed and I told the old man to keep working on her ass. He smiled and nodded. 

Sara and I got into position and I was shocked at how wet her pussy was. She was really in heaven and was enjoying this more than I would have ever thought. The old guy started rimming her ass. This sent her over the top and I could feel her shake while she had an orgasm. She could not suck on my cock anymore and became limp from the explosion that just happened inside her. I was not done.

I squirmed out from under her and flipped around. I picked her up and placed her on my throbbing cock. I slid in so easy, I was not sure if she could even feel it. I said "Hey dude, I think it is time." Sara and I were kissing as I lunged my cock in and out of her sloppy wet pussy. I could see him working into position.

I stopped thrusting as he slid his cock into her tight ass hole. She arched her back and just kept saying "Easy, Easy." I could feel him enter through her pussy walls. What a strange sensation. 

The old dude and I were getting close to coming, I could see sweat beads forming on his forehead. Sara was in ecstasy. We were both trusting hard and fast now. She was just enjoying the ride. I know her well enough to know that she is close to coming. It did not take long for here to just scream "FUCK!" 

After hearing that I could not hold it any longer, I came with such force and cum volume. It was gushing inside of her and was dripping down my cock and balls. I heard a few grunts from the old man as he took a few really hard thrusts. Slapping up against her ass and moving her up as my cock slid out.

We were all spent and collapsed where we were. Sara was lying on top of me gasping for air. He just slid out of her and sat behind on the bed wiping the sweet from his brow. As we all were gaining control of our selves I could feel the tension come back in the room. Sara just lifted herself off of me and starting putting my shorts back on. She told him he better go now.

He fumbled for his cloths as I lay naked on the bed with all kinds of fluid all over my cock and balls. She guided him to the door. I could hear them talking softly but could not make out what they were saying. I saw his car go down the driveway as I wondered what to do next. Sara just came back into the room and asked if I wanted to join her in the shower. I agreed, we heading for the basement. It is an old house and the only shower was added on in the basement bathroom.

Sara started the water and then took off her top. She dropped my shorts to the ground and I could see the gooey fluid that dripped out of both her holes all over the inside of them. I just looked back up at her and said "Why did you have to wear my shorts?" She just said that it turns her on to know that she was cheating on me. The thought of being caught is very exciting and turns her on more than I could understand. She said it was her way to reminder her she was seducing another guy. I just remained silent as she reached into the shower to check the water. She lifted one leg to do this and I could see some cum running down her leg. What a turn on! 

As we washed each other off she was not sure what to say. She was holding back tears, so I told her that I actually came back here to catch her in the act. I then realized I enjoyed watching you and came up with my plan to join in. She just said point blank, that If I were not naked that probably would have gone very differently. Then just said, I knew I married a smart one and gave me a tiny kiss on the lips.

She then explained that she had some awesome orgasms and really enjoyed it. She was shocked as to how much fun you can have with two cocks. This opened up our relationship to a whole new level. I asked her how she thought her boss would take it. She had no clue and confessed that it was the first time she had been with him. He was flirting with her a lot and she was enjoying the attention from him. She confessed that she is the one who asked him over for coffee just to see if he would follow through on his attraction to her.

We decided it would be fun to do more of this and would talk about different scenarios as we fucked. She also opened up her ass to me and I started to lick her ass after seeing how she enjoyed it so much from her big boss. She was soon fired from that position and I could tell the whole thing was very awkward for her boss. I think it was because he was married too and did not like us having the power over him. We would have to find another cock if we wanted to do this again.



"Honey, I'm home!"



When I was back in my old life in the city, in the States, I would stay at work until late, almost dreading coming home. Now, in this new, slower-paced life with you, home is truly a haven, and I'm happy to stay within its walls. I'm home a lot now, working only part time. But on this day, I've been out running a few errands, and wasn't home to greet you when you finished at your job. When I come in, windblown and happy, you're sitting at your computer -- still in the living room after all these months -- shooting virtual fighter planes over Avignon, or wherever, and I smile. How nice to have a husband whose worst vice is imagining himself a WWII flying ace. I'm already unbuttoning my sweater as I enter the room, having shucked my jacket and shoes at the door. You turn your chair to face me. The war will have to wait.

I straddle your lap, wrapping my arms around your neck and kissing you as though I haven't seen you in months. Even after finally living together for over a year ...seeing you after even the shortest absence triggers this response. I hate to be apart from you... You return my kisses hungrily, and I start fingering the buttons on your work shirt. As I get to the lower buttons, you stand up, sliding me back onto my feet. My arms still around your neck, our tongues dancing as we kiss, we start a clumsy dance towards the bedroom. I can feel your cock straining to escape your pants and I can't wait to aid and abet its escape. There is nothing graceful about our entrance as we shut the bedroom door and stumble onto the bed. Entwined, we try to undress ourselves and each other, but it's not easy when we won't stop kissing.

Eventually we manage to get naked and you break from my embrace to focus on my breasts, sucking each nipple until its hard and then slowly, slowly, trailing down my soft belly with kisses until you finally, finally reach my wet and ready pussy. You attack my clit with your tongue, while first one, then two, then... three... fingers massage my G spot. You know I'm hopelessly easy and it takes you about a minute and a half before I'm whimpering, moaning, begging. Our eyes meet and you nod, and my orgasm explodes in your mouth. Your fingers wriggle relentlessly inside me as I buck and writhe under you. With a cheeky grin you slide your fingers out and put them in your mouth like a kid eating cake batter. I lunge up from my prone position and kiss you again, tasting myself. It's my turn now, and I kiss you and lick you as I make my trip down your body, to your twitching, eager cock. I know I shouldn't be so impatient ...but after a perfunctory kiss to the tip, I take your cock deeply in my mouth in once sudden motion, and you shudder.

With one hand. I play with the little bit of your shaft, massaging the foreskin as my tongue assaults the rest of you. My other hand gently cups your balls, tickling them slightly as I feel their soft warmth. You know you're getting close ...you haven't had a chance to put on a cock ring or anything ...but today, they aren't necessary. Again, our eyes meet. It's time to make a decision. A silent agreement is made, and I slowly ...oh, so slowly, withdraw. Another wordless exchange passes between us. A cocked head, a tiny nod, and I lie back onto the bed. You take my ankles and rest them on your shoulders as you enter me. There's no need to take your time. You enter me swiftly, thrusting your sword into its fitted sheath. You feel the muscles inside me squeezing your cock as tightly as my arms are holding onto your body. I can do nothing in this position but cry your name, over and over, as I approach my second climax.

You fuck me as hard as you ever have, and in only a few heartbeats, we come, as always, together. You stay inside me, enjoying the feeling of my velvety pussy walls milking your spent cock. Rolling over onto your side, you prop yourself up on one elbow and look at me wonderingly, a smile on your lips.

"What brought that on?" you ask me. I reach out and brush the hair back out of your eyes.

"I missed you," I say, simply. "I just missed you."