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I Want

By: Mr_Neb



"I want you to fuck me. That's right! Just fuck me. No foreplay. No nothing. Just a good hard FUCK! Do you think you are up to it?"

"Come on. I'm ready. See? My legs are spread. My pussy is open and ready. Look. I've got my fingers in my wet cunt. They are all slippery with my pussy juice. Mmmm. They taste warm and sweet."

"Faster, you can take your clothes off faster than that. Yeah, that's better. Keep going."

"Oh, look at you! Your cock is so fucking hard and you haven't even touched me. Is it all this hot talk or maybe it's seeing my fingers moving in and out of my wet cunt or is it seeing me lick my juices from my fingers."

"Yeah, I know, probably all of that and more. I know how you think and what you want from your slut. OK, but only if you fuck me first. Only if you eat my cunt and make me come real hard and then fuck me with your cock will I do what you want. Yeah, I know. You want to fuck my mouth. You want to fuck my mouth with your dick until you come all over me. Sure, this slut wants that but only if you fuck me first. If you come in my pussy, forget it!"

"Come on! Get between my legs! That's it. Take a good long look at my beautiful pussy. Just wait until you put your face on my shaved pussy. It is going to be so damned slippery! Go ahead. Here, let me spread open my pussy lips for you. See how hot I am for your tongue. Now eat me! Eat my dripping pussy"

"Oh yesssss! Yes, like that! Mmmmm. It feels so good to have your tongue in my pussy like a little dick. Mmmmm, I am so wet. I'm dripping all over your face. I'm covering you mouth and tongue with cunt juices. I can smell it. I can smell my sweet juices while you eat me! I feel so great! Your face is pressed so hard between my legs! I feel your long tongue sticking so far into my pussy. I feel your tongue deep inside me, licking me!"

"YES! Like that! Lick all over me. Suck my pussy lips! Mmmmmm! Rub your lips over my hard clit. Oh YES! Like that! Now lick it! Yes! You are licking my clit so great! I'm getting closer. Faster, FASTER! Yeah! I am so fucking hot! My pussy feels so good! I'm going to come! I'm going to come on your face…..I'M COMING. I'M COMING!…."

"Feel it! God! I'm spurting so much cum! I can feel it! My cunt is twitching! God it all feels so good! I'm so wet now. I came so hard! I feel so slippery down there, on your face."

"Let me see. Let me see what I did to you. Let me see all the wet juicy cum that I spurted onto your face. Show me your wet slippery face. Let me see your tongue, that tongue that was just so deep in my cunt. I want to see that hot tongue that fucked me like a little cock and licked my clit and made me come so hard."

"Kiss me. Kiss me now. Let me kiss my cum from your face. Oh my! Your face is so wet! Mmmm. It tastes so good, so sweet! It's so warm and slippery. I'm so hot! You like that don't you! I just drives you crazy to see and feel me suck my own cum from your face. See? I'm licking my hot, wet, slippery cum right from your lips. I'm tasting my own cum!"

"Now, Fuck me. FUCK ME! Fuck me with that real cock. PLEASE! Stick that wonderfully hard long dick deep into my hot juicy cunt! YES! Like that! Oh, it feels so great. I'm going to come so fast! Do it. Do it! DO IT! Yes, yes, yes. If you fuck me good, if you fuck me real good, I'll give you what you want. Stop asking me and just keep fucking me. Yes, I'll do it. YES! Oh, keep fucking me like that! Ohhhh! Keep going. Faster! Yes, I told you I will. I'll do it. I'll suck you dick but fuck me FIRST! Oh, geez! Yes, after you have fucked my pussy with it. ANYTHING, just fuck me faster, faster, harder, HARDER."

"PLEEEESSSE. Yes! You can fuck my mouth only don't stop now! Not yet! Finish! Make me come again. Make me come! YES, like that! OHHHHH! YES! YOU CAN COME IN MY MOUTH! JUST SHUT UP NOW! JUST FUCK ME!!!!!"

"OH, KEEP GOING! SHUT UP! STOP TALKING! Stop talking about coming all over me. I don't care! Anything, anything! JUST MAKE ME COME. YES, YES! FASTER, HARDER! YES!!!! I'LL SUCK YOUR DICK! FIRST FUCK MY PUSSY!!!

"I'M COMING! OHHHHHHhhhhhh!!!!!"

"Don't move. Don't move at all. Just let me feel you inside me. Let me come down. Let me come down from my orgasm. Let me squeeze you while you're still deep inside me. Let me feel you thick and hard deep in my cunt. I can feel you pulsing. Let me feel my cum slide from my cunt. Let me feel it coat you balls and drip on my ass. Mmmmm. It's feels so good!"

"Ok. I can hardly breathe but ok. I promised. You can do it now. I want to do it. Give it to me. Give me your cock. Yeah, put it in my mouth! Oh my! Look at you! You are so hard and it is so wet with my cum. Give it to me. Give my mouth that hard shinny dick all covered in my juices! Mmmmmm! It tastes so good. My cum is all over your cock and I love licking it. It is so warm and slippery and tastes so sweet."

"Look at me honey. Look at me. This is what you wanted. Your hard dick, all coated in my cum, is sliding in and out of my mouth. My lips are all slippery. That turns you on, doesn't it? Yeah I know. Just moments ago, that same hard cock was thrusting in any out of my juicy cunt until I splashed hot come all over it. Now it is sliding all over my face and in my mouth. You just love looking down at my face, seeing your hard rubbery cock bouncing and sliding all over my face, smearing precum and my pussy juices until my entire face is wet, don't you!"

"Can you smell it? I can. Can you smell my cum from my face? It smells so sweet to me. It tastes so sweat and slippery. You just love it when I'm messy about sucking you, don't you? Ok. I know. See? Look at me. I'm slobbering all over your already wet cock. Saliva and precum are dripping down my chin and onto my chest. We're both so fucking wet! My face and chest are so wet!"

"Try this honey. Try this before you come. Now doesn't that feel great? Doesn't that feel great to have your big fat slippery cock slide between my breast while I squeeze them around you? Mmmmm. It feels good to me and looks good too! Oh, I just love watching your cock ooze precum between my tits. Watch me lick it with my tongue. Watch me rub my nipples with your precum too. Oh, I have got to have that cock back in my mouth now!"

"Oh yes, baby. I know you like this. I know this is really turning you on! I know you are getting closer and closer to coming yourself. I can feel you cock getting even harder with each thrust between my lips. I can feel your thick sweet precum ooze from the tip each time it is deep at the back of my throat."

"Slide it, yeah, like that, side your slippery cock all over my face! Leave me wet with my juices and your precum. Oh your balls feel so good in my mouth. I love sucking on them. I love licking them all over. I love licking from your balls all the way up your cock to the tip. Mmmmm. More precum. Mmmmm."

"Sure, baby. Keep going. Keep fucking my mouth and soon you'll come. I know you want to. I want you to. I want to feel that hot thick cum burst out and fill my nasty mouth. I want that. Mmmm! That would taste wonderful!"

"Can you come for me now? Can you come for your slut wife? Can you come for me while I am sucking you so hard! Can you come for me while your cock is fucking my mouth?"

"Sure you can. You're so close now. That's it! Come for me baby, come for me. FILL ME! YES! Oh, my! I can feel it! Your cock is even harder! Your balls are so tight! The vein in your cock is pulsing against my tongue while the head is so deep in my mouth! I feel it! Your dick is pulsing! Your cum is spurting into my mouth! It is so hot and thick! There's so much of your thick creamy cum! I feel so hot and nasty with your hard cock spurting all your hot cum deep into my mouth. I'm coming too! I'm coming just from feeling your cock spurt all that cum right into my mouth! My cunt is dripping!"

"There more, so much more! My wet mouth is filled with your cock and steamy cum. It smells so good! And tastes so good! There's no more room! You're still spurting! It's spilling out of my mouth! It's all over my lips and chin. It's dripping."

"I've got to see it. I've got to take you from my mouth before you stop coming! Oh, yes! Like THAT! More thick white cum just spurt from your cock. I just love seeing each thick white stream of cum squirt out of the head of you cock. I love watching it spatter anywhere on my body!"

"Ooooo! It hit my cum covered mouth. It splattered my cheek! I love seeing your thick sticky cum spurt out of your dick! It's getting all over my face. Again! Another spurt hit my face. It is so warm and sticky! It's in my hair! I love seeing it shoot towards me. It's getting all over me! I love feeling it hit, all warm, wet, and sticky against my lips, my cheeks, my nose and hair."

"You're almost finished. You're not spurting anymore. It is just oozing out of your cock now. Oh but I have go to have that too. All of it! Here, let me open my mouth so I can get the last of your sexy cum to fall on my tongue. See? See that? My mouth is still filled with your hot gooey cum. It has coated my mouth, my teeth and my tongue. It tastes so thick and steamy! Can you see all the milky semen on my tongue and on the inside of my mouth? Mmmmm. Give me the last of your cum. Oops! Some of it is sliding into my mouth but most of it is just rolling off my tongue, hanging and dripping onto my breasts."

"I must be a sight! I smell and feel cum everywhere! God I feel so nasty! I feel like such a slut! My entire face is warm and wet with your cum. It tastes so thick and hot and just a bit salty. Mmmm, I love the taste of cum."

"I feel it all sticky in my hair. Look at me baby! This is what you wanted from you slut wife, isn't it?"

I Want



I can hear you in my head still, telling me how wet you are. My fingers itch to slide down your belly, through your hair and into your wetness. I want to feel your lips swell and darken, and smell that gorgeous musky warm bread and honey smell that is so special to you.

I want to stroke the skin on the inside of your forearms, and to watch the goose bumps rise, and take your hand in both of mine, to raise your finger tips to my mouth. I want to take your finger tips between my teeth and stroke them with my tongue - to taste each finger in turn, feeling the soft sensitive skin along the sides. I want to smell the scent of your hair, listen to your breath as it catches in your throat and to hear the tremor that tells me what's going on inside you.

I want run my fingertips over the smooth round curves of your shoulders, and the back of a fingernail lightly down your ribs - I want to watch your nipples slowly swell and darken as you feel my desire and respond with your own.

I want to look at you and see the slight darkness of your dampness on your knickers, and the way that the material has moulded itself around you - the way that they cling to you as I hook my fingers into the waist and slowly slide them down enough to kiss your belly beneath your belly button. I can still feel the curve of the front of your pelvis, and recall how it looked so long ago

You are completely breathtaking; I can feel my breath catch in my throat as I start to tell you how beautiful you are. My body responds to you and I can see you smile. Your desire lifts my spirit to the same plane as yours; I feel your pleasures through my finger tips and tongue, my skin as you feel your arousal mount inside you.

I want to see you relax in your nakedness, completely confident of my desire for you, and my appreciation of you - to know that every one of my nerve endings is tingling, and that I am trembling with the same excitement, my voice thickened by the same desire.

I want to ease your legs apart to look at your wonderful fluid arousal, and slowly run the very tip of my tongue along your thighs, watching the goose bumps spread across your skin. I remember how big and dark and your nipples are when you are aroused, how the pulse beats in the hollow of your throat and how your eyes widen with each touch. I can still hear the sound of your breathing as you slowly surrender to the sensations that you feel mounting in your belly. 

I want to run a finger tip along the crease between the base of your belly and your thigh and watch you slowly swell to fit into my hand as I cup you, and feel your wetness seep between my fingers - your nipples hard against my skin, transmitting the steady beat of your heart to my chest, and your breath soft and warm on my neck.

I want to feel your heat and slickness in my palm as I take my hand away to run my fingers up the outside of your lips to close them, so I can reach back to the tight little pink bud of your bottom, and feel how slippery you are where your copious lubrication has gathered, and then slowly run a single finger up between your lips parting them all the way up to your clitoris - to feel how hard it's become. I want to rub it in slow lazy circles, dipping down to rub gently around your urethra, and then back up to circle the hard eager little button. 

I want to cup your breast, feel its weight and stroke your nipple for the pleasure of listening to the tiny gasp as the sensations move - I want to feel you move your hips against me, silently asking me to touch you again. I want to dip my head to your belly and run my tongue around your belly button, tasting you, and enjoying teasing you, and then run my tongue slowly down the crease of your groin and to your thigh, put my hand under your bottom to lift you to my mouth when I'm ready for you.

I want to sense your urgency, to watch your thighs and then your lips part as you open yourself to me, and to look into your vagina to see the folds of shiny deep pink flesh pulsing. 

I want to lick slowly and gently along the top of each lip in turn, gathering the moisture that has collected, and then back down to your bottom to feel it against the tip of my tongue, touching the tight folds and feeling the little twitches as I flick across the sensitive centre, and then begin the slow journey up your deep hot slippery cunt. 

I want to feel the dip of the tiny tight opening where you pee, and then the hard button of your clitoris - to suck it slowly between my lips holding it and caressing the very tip with the tip of my tongue and to listen to your breathing getting ragged as I lap at your hot salty juices. 

I want to take the whole of you in my mouth so I can taste your moisture and drink in your arousal, and then, when I think you're about to explode, slow down, hold you and cuddle you, slowly, gently, stroking your belly and breasts, your legs and your bottom - feel your breathing steady and then deepen again as feather light touches explore all around the places that are most sensitive, your throat, around your mouth, under your arms, long raking strokes down your flanks to the soft hair at your belly 

I want to watch your lips darken and swell again, and see the moisture gather so that I can collect it on my finger tips and lick it off - when I think you can't bear anymore, I want to cup you again, and then slowly slide a finger either side of your fat, slippery wetness to the fold of skin at the top, gathering all your moisture into a slick fluid pool 

I want to see the area around your nipples darken, watch your nipples harden even more until I can see your pulse in them, and then when your are running with soft slippery arousal, reach down and softly, gently almost imperceptibly caress your clitoris again, to run my finger around it in slow lazy circles, and then over it - to dip down and scoop moisture up on my finger tips and back up to glide across it again - to rest it when it aches to burst by circling the little secret place below - to feel you twitch as you feel me skirt the opening of your vagina, and down to your bottom again - to spread your slippery fluids around it and slowly circle it, pressing lightly in the middle so you feel the slight sensation of pressure right up into core of your belly.

When I feel you lift your hips, greedy for my touch now, breathing ragged and gasping, I want to hold you very close so that you can bury your face, shut out everything but the feelings in your legs and belly, and muffle the little noises that you make against my chest - hold you so that you can feel my heart beating as hard as yours and then gently caress your clitoris until you reach the point where you orgasm.

I want to hold you as you do, stroking you, prolonging the sensation, and enveloping you as soar away so you are safe to relax into what you feel - to let all the want, all the desire come flooding through into raw sensual power. 

I want you to feel the power of what we have done together and soar on its' wings. When you are finally spent, I want to be there as your senses return.

When your hips and tummy are still, I want to cup you again, reaching far enough back between your legs to hold your buttocks and still keep your wetness in the palm of my hand whilst I cuddle you and quietly stilling you with little kisses, stroke your back and shoulders. 

I want to feel your arousal ease and feel you settle closer and comfortably in to me - and when you are ready, I want to see you slowly raise your head, and see that slow smile of pleasure and self consciousness when you realise how much you've abandoned yourself to the touch of my fingers - I want to hear that little laugh as you bury your face again, feel your breath warm on my chest, and nipples scraping against my skin, but softening slowly as your breathing slows and you press yourself tighter against the warmth of my body, and snuggle tighter into my arms.



I Want ...



I want a ride down a dark country lane with you, the smell of the sultry summer night wafting in through the open windows. I want to hear hard, pounding rock and roll playing on the stereo, the bass line thrumming, vibrating and pulsing though my body. I want to tease you, to torment you, to tempt you, to make you ache with wanting me before I even kiss you as you drive through the darkness. 

I want to slide my fingers slowly up and down your jean-clad thigh, edging ever closer to your fly with every circuit. I want to unfasten that button, lower the zipper and slide my hand inside. I want to free your cock and explore the hard smoothness of you with my hand. I want to play my fingers over the length. I want to reach under my skirt and shimmy out of my panties and drape them over your erection. I want to caress you through the sheer pink silk of my panties.  I want to see you grow harder and harder and hear that gasp as I touch you again and again. I want to feel you thrust yourself into my hand.

I want to touch my breasts through the diaphanous fabric of my blouse, stroking and fondling them until my nipples are rosy and firm, aching to be touched, to be licked, to be sucked.  I want to unbutton each one of those tiny pearl buttons on my blouse, one by one, and turn slightly so you can watch as my breasts, swollen and aching for your touch, your tongue, are revealed.  I want to slide my fingers inside my open blouse and gently flick and pull my nipples with one hand while the other one continues to caress your cock through my panties. 

I want to gather my skirt up, up, up, ever so slowly, up my legs until you can see the shadow of the curls at the apex of my thighs. I want to brush my fingers over my curls and then I want to slip my finger into the wetness of my pussy and circle my already throbbing clit with my juices. I want to skim that finger, creamy and scented with my arousal, across your lips and whisper "Taste" as I nibble your earlobe and kiss your neck.

I want you to brake the car, pull over to the side of the road and slide the gearshift into park. I want you to get out of the car and tuck my panties into your pocket as you hurry around the front of the car. I want you to open my door and grab my hand, pulling me out of the car and tight against you as you kiss me. I want you to kiss me. Slow, easy, soft kisses and even slower hard, urgent kisses. I want to taste my taste on your mouth.  I want to feel the texture of your shirt, its soft cotton rubbing my sensitive nipples. I want to feel your erection, long and thick and hard against my bare skin.  

I want you to open the back door and slide onto the back seat, pushing your jeans down and freeing your cock. I want you to pull me onto your lap, one knee on each side, my skirt bunched around my waist. I want you to hold my hips and guide my wet core onto your erection and then thrust up into me, hard and fast until I gasp with the sensation of fullness.  

I want to feel your mouth, hot and wet, on my mouth, my neck, my breasts, on me. I want you to suck on my nipples, licking and nibbling, as I rise and fall, riding your cock in rhythm to the music playing in our ears. I want your hands on my bare ass, rocking me back and forth, grinding my clit into the base of your cock. I want you to growl "Fuck me," the words echoing in the darkness. I want to feel my clit pulsate, throbbing and aching as I whimper "More! More! Harder! Harder!" into the night. I want to feel your back arch, your hard cock pushing deeper and deeper into me as you begin to cum. I want to tangle my fingers in your hair as I raise your mouth to mine. I want to kiss you, my moans swallowed by your mouth as I cum, my pussy quivering and pulsing around you. 



I Want



I want ...

I want to look over and see you smile.

I want to walk over and touch your cheek with the curve of my finger.

I want to smile down at you as you reflexively, comfortably lean against my hand.

I want to be able to kneel down in front of you and kiss you.

I want to taste you, to touch you, to have my tongue tease yours ... and be teased in return.

I want to pull you up to your feet and smile as our eyes meet.

I want to wrap my arms around you and squeeze you, hug you, prove to myself that you're really here with me.

I want to move with you to the wall and move you against it, so you can't get away.

I want to keep kissing you, feeling your soft lips kiss back as I slide my hands down your back.

I want to squeeze your ass and pull you against me.

I want to show you just how excited I am to be near you; I want to let you feel how excited I am.

I want to smile as I see the coherency in your look fade and the need, the desire ... the pure hunger sets in.

I want to feel your hands move over and around my body.

I want to slide my hands around and up your body, cupping your breasts before I slide my hands back against the wall.

I want to lose control and kiss you all over -- your lips, your chin, your neck ... everywhere I can find bare skin.

I want to do more.

I want to grind against you.

I want to pull you from the wall and follow you to the bed, your body in front of mine, my hands on your side, your hips, your ass.

I want to reach around you and undo your pants.

I want to feel you push your shoulders against me as I slide my hand inside your panties.

I want to hear you moan as I rub your clit.

I want to hear you gasp as I slide one finger, then another, inside you ... then back out.

I want to feel how wet you are.

I want to feel your hands reach for me, rub against me.

I want to grin as you undo the button, then give up because you just can't focus anymore.

I want to hear the faint cry that comes when your body shakes and your first orgasm hits you.

I want to hold you before letting you turn and sit, then lean back on the bed.

I want to watch the focus in your eyes return.

I want to be able to stand back and let your hands reach up to me and undo my pants.

I want to let you take my clothes off -- and I want to return the favor.

I want you to follow you up the bed as you slide backwards, your arms and hands pulling you closer to the headboard.

I want to have to chase you, steal kisses from you as you move away.

I want to catch you, hold you down, and kiss you hard.

I want to let go -- with one hand -- and I want to feel you breathe into me, against me, as I rub your clit again.

I want to feel you shake, to move, to try and pull away -- and I want to let you get away, but not for long.

I want to meet your eyes, I want to watch, I want to share with you that moment when I slide into you.

I want to start slow because I'm not in a hurry.

I want to push hard against you.

I want to eventually lose control ...

I want to feel your hands squeeze my arms, my skin.

I want to feel your fingers in my hair.

I want to feel your fingernails on my back.

I want to feel you ... against me, with me, around me.

I want to move into you. Again. Again. And another time.

I want to push my cock inside you and feel you around me, squeezing me.

I want to make love to you. I want to fuck you.

I want to feel that high that comes with someone special.

I want to lose my breath.

I want to be there for you when that happens to you.

I want to be able to dreamily smile down at you.

I want to be able to kiss you.

I want to be able to hold you.

And more importantly than all the rest ...

I want to be able to say out loud and forever more,

I want you. 



I Want



(Amateur writer, amateur in general, happy to receive comments good and bad, hope you like.) 

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We both raced up stairs to his room, in a rush, a small giggle escaped my lips. As we entered his room I turned to face him, backing up towards the bed slowly. He smirked down at me and closed the door behind him without his eyes leaving mine. I felt my skin tingle, with anticipation, the atmosphere changed from playful to heated.

He stalked towards me slowly as the back of my knees bumped the bed and I stayed stood up, smiling as he advanced.

As he stood in front of me, his arms reached out and gently pulled me to his body, into his embrace, bringing me into a soft kiss. I let my hands trail up his arms and chest, to the back of his neck, into his hair, pulling him further into the kiss. I parted my lips, licking his lower lip tentatively almost shyly and heard him groan and pull me against his body more.

His tongue greeted mine and we kissed openly letting our tongues dance before meeting our lips more hungrily. His hand slid down my back, down to my ass down further hooking my leg up around his waist to give him more access to grind against me. I gasp at the heated sensations running through my body.

We suddenly fell back onto the bed still kissing, and I pushed myself back to lay my head on the pillows and he crawled over me, our lips connected the whole way. 

His knee pushed between both of my legs and he raised it up to push gently against me and I gasped a small moan, pushing back against his leg. I touched his abdomen down over his hip and his thigh, feeling for the tell-tale bulge and when I found it he grunted as I rubbed it through his jeans, his very tight jeans. When I wondered if they might be painful on him he backed off to pull off his jeans and his t-shirt and crawled over me again. He kissed my jaw, just under my jaw down my throat trailing butterfly kisses, but was stopped by my t-shirt. He growled and I sat up letting him help me take it off. As I threw the offending article away his hand trailed down my arms, breasts torso and to my back as he went back to kissing my throat, his knee pressing again into me making me moan.

I reached for him, finding the bulge straining on his boxer shorts and grabbed him gently, squeezing a little and pumping slowly, earning me a small groan from him in appreciation.

He began trailing kisses down my throat again, rubbing my back feather light, driving my senses wild, my back was so sensitive to the touches.

He expertly unsnapped my bra with one of those caresses on my back, making it feel as if it just melted away in his touch. At this point his kisses reached down between my breasts and as my bra fell away his hot breath made me stand at attention. He latched onto one nipple teasing it with his tongue and lips while the other was gently tweaked by his hand. He swapped the actions and laved attention with his tongue on the other nipple as I writhed on the bed almost in ecstasy.

Eventually he moved on from my breasts, moving his hand down my abdomen slowly, teasingly, over my jeans and into the crevice between my legs. His hand felt hot as he pressed it against me, and I was getting frustrated.

"I-" I started to say, what was I trying to say? "I- I wa-." I paused again and he lifted his lips by my ear breathing on it and I shivered bodily.

"Say it." He urged pressing his hand against me again.

"I- I want-" I moaned, "I- Please, I want- I want it" I begged half delirious, I hadn't a clue I was evening speaking.

He nipped my ear, "What do you want, baby?" He breathed, I could hear the smile in his voice. I squeezed a little more on his member and he grunted.

"Please, touch me. I want-" I moaned and he tore my jeans off of me, leaving us both in our underwear.

Before I could even think to recover, his hand was between my legs, his fingers rubbing gently through my panties and I gasped at the feeling, my panties were soaked so his touch felt slick and hot. I couldn't help it as my body bucked slightly up against his hand. His other hand grasped at my breast and my back arched, I was so close, yet so far.

"Please-" I began to moan, Oh god I want it so bad. 

He licked and sucked my ear lobe and breathed shakily on my ear and I shivered again with a moan, so many sensations driving me insane. "Tell me what you want me to do, Baby, all ya have to do is say." He encouraged, his fingers quickened, adding more pressure. I felt such a strong sense of hunger, lust, need.

"Just fuck me!" I cried out and tried to pull down his boxers. He kissed me hard on the lips and broke away to pull off his boxers and then my panties. I felt myself calm down a little and I looked over as he opened a foil packet, and pulled on a condom.

He climbed onto the bed, crawling towards me, staring at me from between my legs with a dark look in his eyes. I could feel his breath searing me, he smirked, lowering his face and my head shot back against the pillows and I cried out as his mouth did wonders on me. My eyes closed of their own volition and a low moan escaped my lips as he slipped in two fingers gently pumping inside me. My hips moved automatically, need growing, desperate feeling. 

"Fuck me, just fuck me already!" I said pulling his face to mine, tasting myself in his mouth on his lips. Oh god.

He plunged into me suddenly and we both groaned as we rocked hard against each other, the noise of slapping flesh filling the bedroom.

I moaned as he thrust to the hilt into me, again, and again and I thrust my hips to meet his grinding when I did.

He sucked on my throat kissing and biting me turning rough through the love-making as we both rushed to our end goals.

I felt a climbing sensation start in my toes, and like fire it tore through me, consuming me towards my core and when it hit me I saw white flashes behind my eyes and I felt my body tense as my hips bucked wildly against his driving him over the edge. The added sensation of him exploding and throbbing made me gasp and jolt as we slowly settled back down. 

He laid over me, still inside me and kissed me softly and smiled. I kissed his chin and he chuckled and rolled to his side next to me, the feeling of him sliding out of me left me a little cold and empty but he brought me into his arms and snuggled me close into his chest, entwining our legs together. 

He reached to the foot of the bed and brought the blanket over us as we calmed and chilled exposed as we were to the now cooling room. 



I Want...



I want to have an illness where I lose it if you haven't fucked me in more than a few hours. Because of this illness I wait in agony when you are out on an errand. Wait naked and run out when I see you approach the house. You try to calm me down and get me inside the house. I cry and paw and whimper until you give in and fuck me right there. Against a tree or wall or the front- or back-yard, saying baby, you have to stop this, we can't go on like this...

But I'm not listening. I'm like...baby, baby, dave, fuck me, fuck me, I need your cock, I need to fuck, you were gone so long. And I want you to be like, baby, shhh, it's ok, look, I'm fucking you, shhh, I'm fucking you baby...look...

I want the juttiest, sluttiest nipples in the world -- from your suckling. I want you to play this game where you are hungry and you are selecting a nipple. You look closely at each nipple. Hover over each, and watch as each nipple hardens. You look at the profile of each breast. Whichever nipple is more puckered and juttier and sluttier is the one you start with.

I want to wear tops with plunging necklines and no bra so you can suckle whenever you want.

I want you to spend a whole day on top of me as I lay propped up in bed. Just suckling and sleeping. Pulling and tugging on my nipples.

I want you to lick my pussy. Hold my pussy lips open and lick my clit. Long, hot, wet licks. Then I want you to clamp your lips around my clitnipple and drink my clitmilk until I cum. Then fall asleep on my pussy, with your fingers in my pussy hair.

I want us to make a video where your hands are all over my body. My face, my neck, holding my face up for you to kiss, touching my breasts, belly, back. Touching me and not stopping.

I want you to rub my arse with some vaseline like thing. Making it really pliant and receptive and hot. Then I want you to rub the same on your cock and slide in and fuck me good in my arse. Over and over. Plunging your cock in and out.

I want to fuck in someone's house. In their loo or a bedroom. I want to spend the rest of our time in their house with your cum dribbling out of me, whispering to you how drenched my panties are because of that.

I want to be mounted on my fours. I want you to get inside me and lean on me...I want to support your weight while you fuck me like that.

I want someone to see you kiss me and touch my breast when we are in a supermarket.

I want to be your meal one night. You sit at the table. I sit in front of you with my legs open. You tell me you are hungry and want to eat now. I am sitting on a plate maybe. I lean back and lie on the table, letting you eat pussy until you are full.

I want you to keep talking to pussy the way you do, telling her you want to marry her and stuff.

I want be models doing a photoshoot. Models for a calendar. Seaside, nearly naked. And I want to get hot while we do the shoot. And then we're like touching, rubbing, kissing, flirting and the photographer is like hey guys, let's concentrate. And we can't and we start fucking. And he gives up and says, ok tell you what, go on, fuck but let me get some pics. Dave, get inside her but don't move. Fuck without moving guys and let me get some shots ok? So I'm like on your lap facing you and we're fucking without moving, and posing for the camera. Me looking sluttily at the camera and you looking at my body and touching it. We do different poses, like with your hand on my breast and another with your lips closing round my nipple.

I want you to kiss me on a train with people watching. Kiss my face and neck and be unable to stop, and run your hands over me.

I want you to put your arm around me in public and move it slowly down my arse and pull me to you.

I want to breastfeed you in a movie theatre. I want to suck your cock and swallow your cum in a movie theatre.

I want us to fuck in xxxxx' room when he is in school. I want to fuck in every single room of that house and scent it with our fucking.

I want to come outside with you when you go out for a smoke and suck your cock, kneeling in front of you. In the daytime and at night...I want to do both.

I want you to force yourself on me when you are drunk. To get roughly inside me, hurting me as you do so. 

I want to suck your cock while you watch tv...a show you are really engrossed in. I want it to be like you are not really interested in the cocksucking but have instructed your slave to do this and she is doing it. I want to be really horny for my master as I do that.

I want to be asleep on the floor, like an exhausted lactating animal and I want you to snuggle up to me and drink milk, giving me no respite. I want to be tired and asleep while you do that.

I want you to be my slaveboy and eat my pussy for hours.

I really want to fuck outdoors...not just in our backyard but in a forest or the park.

I want to breastfeed you in public places.

I want you to grab me hard and spank me and shove me roughly when you fuck me.

I want you to hold my jaw and talk very dirty to me when you fuck me.

I want you to push me onto a bed, face down, with my arm twisted around my back, and fuck me from behind while you are on top of me. Gritting your teeth and telling me how it's going to be because you are my master and I am your slaveslut.

I want us to sit on the sofa during the day, with you fully dressed and me completely naked. You must touch me.

I want massages. I want to give you massages. I want you to give me massages. With candles and oil. I want us to rub and touch each other until we cant stand it. And then to fuck until we are oily and sweaty and panting.

I want to fall asleep with you inside me.

I want to fall asleep with you on top of me, suckling.

I want to sit on your lap, facing away from you, with my legs open and your arms around me. one on my tits and the other playing with pussy as we watch tv.

I want to be your little girl who sits with her legs astride you and who you fuck and fill with your cum. I want to have two ponytails in my hair, tied up with ribbon while you do that and then I want to fall asleep on your shoulder with my arms around your neck as you tell me a story.

I want you to call me 'bitch' and 'dirty bitch' when we fuck. 

I want to go out without any underwear. Just a skirt, boots and jacket. I want you to unzip my jacket and fondle my breasts in public transport.

I want you to pay me for sex. 

I want you to drop hints to others that I am a nympho that doesn't let you rest.



I Want



I froze like a deer in headlights. What just happened? My big brother, my life long protector lay next to me, his cock spent of all his male DNA. In my womb, all his fertile cock juice sought to find my fertile egg. There is a better than reasonable chance that one of those sperm is already attached to my egg and pushing through the membrane making a baby appear. 

All the years I spent deep in lusty thoughts about his body just came true. Today, I knew that reality is better than fantasy as my orgasm-racked body was unable to move. Still I wondered how and why I got myself into this situation. Of course, the simple answer is I got what I wanted.

My brother Don is 23, living on his own across town from where we grew up. He is a journeyman carpenter and makes good money. The big bucks come when he becomes a master carpenter. Don is outside much of his work day and has a deep tan to prove it. He is strong, very fit from the work out he gets everyday on the job. I used to think his best features were his adorably cute stubble filled face and his ability to talk freely about anything. He is still adorably cute and great with conversation; however, I just learned he has an eight inch cock that is very thick and very full filling.

I am almost 21 attending a local college. Where Don is well built, tall and muscular, I am petite, five feet three inches tall and might tip the scales at 105 pounds. I love it when Don embraces me, lifts me off the ground calling me a beautiful princess. I can't remember when he began doing that but I remember him doing it since I was at least 13. 

I still live at home although it is not unusual for me to spend nights with Don when he has a weekend off. Until tonight, we were strictly in a close brother-sister relationship in which we were free to talk about anything, including, well, everything.

"Angie," Don whispered, "you are pregnant, I know it and I'm sure you know it also. Please have my baby." This was our first time together in a sexual way. This was my first time having sex without protection. Don is not my first sex partner, he is my second and he knows that my first sex was just a few months ago with my now ex-boyfriend.

"Do you really want me to have a baby with you, Don. How will we explain to mom and dad that my protector didn't protect me?" Of course I knew the answer to the first question, yet answering the second question fell from the easy list to the impossible to answer list.

"Angie, I will buy an early pregnancy test kit then we will know for sure. And, when we know for sure, we will tell mom and dad."

Don shifted his position so he could look into my face. I know he saw his little sister completely content. "Angie, we can do it again if you want."

"If I want," I screamed in my mind. "I want, Don. Tonight, tomorrow, and forever, I want," My body wanted to feel full again, I wanted more of his sperm coaxing a baby into my womb. "I want to be your cowgirl, lay down."

Don's cock was hard and I was wet from my cum and his. I was in no condition to wait out preliminaries; I sat down hard and fast on my brother's cock and immediately shuddered through a tiny orgasm.

I pressed my mound hard into Don's crotch giving my clit a hard rub. Don's cock pressed hard against my g-spot making me cry out in deep pleasure. There are no words to describe the heights of my pleasure and my building orgasm came panting from my mouth as I cried and moaned begging Don to fill me with more of his wet warm cock cream.

My orgasm was both a deep vaginal orgasm linked with a clitoral orgasm. I almost passed out from the intensity. As my pussy muscles squeezed Don's cock, his cock swelled then contracted spilling his hot liquid into me. No doubt, we both know my cycle and know that a baby is already growing. Yes, my brother and I talked about my periods, too.

"Angie," Don spoke my name as he continued holding me against his body, we were still united, "I love holding my beautiful princess like this." I felt his cock move in me.

I squeezed against his wonderful cock when I felt him moving in me. "Your princess feels beautiful." Don's cock remained hard; I realized round three was underway. "We have all night, Don, make it last."

**********

Just days later, Don handed me a pregnancy test kit. "Angie, no mater what it reads, you are my beautiful princess." 

"Don, I think mom and dad suspect something is going on between us. I am spending most of my free time with you." Most of my free time with Don was naked in bed. I disappeared into the bathroom.

I read the instructions, then read them again. I read the accuracy statement, the see your doctor statement, and even read the page on hormones and body changes during pregnancy. I was scared and excited when I looked at the results.

I knew without knowing that Don was at the door waiting. Was he being honest when he asked me to have a baby? How will he react when I tell him the test results? The little window of the test stick turned color and soon the answer appeared. The instructions read that a minus sign meant not pregnant and a plus sign meant...

"Open the door, Don. I know you're there." Slowly, light began appearing around the jam as Don opened the door. Don's face shown with concern as he waited to hear the results. "I'm going to be very hormonal for the next few months. You better get family insurance at work."

My brother, my lover, my protector lit up, smiling proudly. "We can do this together, Angie." I leapt into Don's embrace. He said we!

As if hit by a loaded cement truck, Don remembered something I said earlier. "What do you mean mom and dad suspect something!"

"Humm, how could they suspect something, just how. Humm, I wonder." 

"Okay, Angie! Why don't I get it?" I laughed, almost roared, at how blind Don was on this point. "Little clues."

Then, as though all the lights came on at once, "Oh, shit! Most of your clothes are here, you sleep here every night, and I made you pregnant."

"They don't know about that last bit." How is it that most of my clothes ended up here in just a few days, was I being that obvious, that carefree about it?

"We have to tell them soon, Angie, this weekend." Don went to his knees, drew me to him as he began kissing my belly and talking to our baby. 

I was turned on by his display and Don knew it. We made love both starring at the positive test strip. Don was gentle with me, "It won't hurt our little baby will it," he asked as he filled me with his magical staff.

*********

Don asked our parents to visit his apartment Saturday for lunch. He didn't say our apartment, that would come later. We had a script prepared and knew it wouldn't last long when they learn I am knocked up and want to live with the father of my baby.

Our script was useless to us. Mom walked in and immediately announced. "Angie, you are glowing. You're pregnant aren't you."

"I wanted to be more subtle than that but, yes." Then in show of force, I wrapped my arms around Don. 

"Your mother tried to warn me that this could happen. I hope your brother took out the scum who did this to you. That is why you stay here more than home." If dad is this furious, how will he react to Don? I was more afraid than ever now.

Mom spoke again. "Look at how she is hugging your son. You can't figure it out? He is the father!"

Don moved to support me; I was feeling weak. With his support I felt more psychological strength and physical strength.

"We did not plan this," Don exclaimed. "It wasn't an accident either. We already had sibling love, already had respect and trust; we already knew the other's deepest most secret thoughts."

Our father's outburst was not unexpected; however, the venom from his mouth was not expected. "I have no children! I see a worthless slut and a dirty whore monger. I am leaving and will never speak to you again." He stormed out.

Mom didn't follow our dad immediately. "You kids find a way to make a home for yourselves. Don, protect your little sister. Angie, we will keep you on our insurance until the baby is born. I'm not pleased with you, I am angry. Yet, your bodies came from my body and I won't disown my own flesh. I'm going with your dad."

"I'll come get the rest of my things tomorrow, mom," I said, all the time Don held me as my protector and my lover.

**********

"Angie, it isn't as bad as it appears," Don said just after the apartment went quiet. "They are angry and hurt by what we did, but mom said it, they won't disown us. It will be awkward for a while."

The tension in my body broke and I crumpled to the floor crying. Don tried to comfort me, yet I was beyond able to control myself. I felt Don lift me in his arms and set me gently on the couch. Then he sat with me, drew me into his arms and told me to cry. More tears came, but these were not from distress. These tears were of comfort and knowing that Don was there.

I felt his hug, felt his fingers massaging my back and neck, his kisses on top of my head felt like needle pricks of love. As I cried, I became aware that I was turned on by all the events of today and the past few days. My body needed Don's body.

I worked my fingers under the hem of Don's shirt and brought my hands to his chest. I pinched his nipples, "Don, fuck me!"

The shock of hearing myself say fuck me was equalled by the look on Don's face. I was an emotional wreck and wanted the one thing that I hoped would bring me back. I pulled his shirt over his head and sucked his nipples the way he sucks mine.

We jerked and squirmed. Somehow we stripped our clothes. I hovered over Don's lap, grabbed his cock and sat down hard on it and his lap. The sting of his cock suddenly entering me was a surprise. As horny as I was, I wasn't wet enough. I cried out in pain but Don's cock was where I wanted it. Through the sting, I bounced my weight up and down hard making every fiber of my body vibrate to the need of my pussy.

I was possessed as I pounded myself hard onto Don's lap. My natural juice began flowing making it easier to take him. The initial sting became my nerve endings demanding an orgasmic energy release. 

My nipples were swollen from excitement, very sensitive to touch. I knew my orgasm was close as I continued my relentless attack on my brother's cock. Don touched my nipples making me slam myself hard onto him. With his cock buried in me, he pinched my sensitive nipples; I exploded in a loud orgasm made stronger by Don alternating pinches on my nipples.

My body was no longer mine, I belonged to my brother and he belonged to me. Even as my orgasm spun me out of control, I continued pounding myself on Don's cock. I wanted more.

Letting myself up, I fell to the floor with legs spread wide. "Get that cock back in. You're not done fucking me!"

Don hoisted my legs and locked his arms behind my knees almost bending me in half. Then it happened again, the sting of sudden penetration. In this position, Don filled me more fully and now he took up the relentless pounding of my pussy. We locked our bodies in pure animalistic lust. I needed to cum more.

A second orgasm built quickly as I moaned, cried, and screamed out my pleasure. When this orgasm hit, it was so strong that I bucked Don off me and squirted my cum all over him, me, the floor. I soaked us then took him back in me. I was cumming like I've never known a woman could cum. I squirted three more times before my body quit.

"No more, Don! I can't take anymore! Stop!" 

Don stopped although he did not withdraw from my saturated and sated pussy. "Are you okay, Angie. I have never seen this part of you."

My intent gaze into Don's face made me aware. "Don, this part of me is because of a part of you." I was strangely comfortable on the hard floor. I had several intense orgasms before I begged Don to stop. I squirted my cum all over us and felt the soothing lotion rubbing our bodies. Don relaxed his hold on my legs, leaving me sensing a different, tender, feeling.

We remained locked at the hip. Hard cock, still splitting my pussy, began slow and very gentle movements in me. It felt good. "Don't rush, Don. We have the rest of our lives to finish."

I know he felt it also. Something about us changed at that moment. We were more as one body than as two. With baby in me, we three made long satisfying love.



I Want



I want to walk into your office one morning and see you sitting at your desk, ready to start your day.

I want to walk up behind you and gently turn your chair away from the computer as I place your coffee on the desk corner.

I want to look in your eyes and see the emotions fly across them - from annoyance, to inquiry, to the anticipation that lights up your face as you see the glint of mischief in mine.

I want to kneel on the floor between your denim clad legs and place my hands on your knees.

I want to slowly trace a path up your legs, inside your thighs until the palms of my hands graze over the zipper of your jeans.

I want to feel you swell with desire as my palms gently massage you, the pressure of my caress increasing with desire.

I want to hear you sigh as I unbutton the jeans and slowly - very slowly - pull the zipper down.

I want to cherish the moment right before I am able to touch you - skin upon skin - as I feel you twitch with want beneath me.

I want to feel my whole body convulse as I finally feel your hot, firm cock in my grasp and listen to your moans as I gently stroke you.

I want to feel you swell in my hands, your hips slowly beginning a soft rocking towards me.

I want to wrap my fingers around you, stroking you more and more, up and down, alternating between a soft caress and a tighter grip.

I want to see that first tantalizing drop of cum escape from you, telling me without words of your deep pleasure.

I want to take the pad of my thumb and gently spread that drop in ever increasing circles around your head, your soft moans telling me that you are pleased.

I want to bring that thumb back to my lips and enjoy the taste of your cum upon my tongue for the first time.

I want to have my eyes never leave yours as I suck on my thumb, the taste of you filling me, your eyes watching my pleasure.

I want to be consumed by a need to take you into my mouth and feel you fill me.

I want to wrap my tongue around your cock, engulfing you in wet warmth.

I want to have you fill my mouth as I slowly take you into me, gently sucking on you, my lips tightening around your base.

I want to feel your hand clutch my shoulder, as if the action was uncontrolled by you, with your fingers causing me a twinge of pain as they bite into my flesh as the sensations overwhelm you.

I want your other hand to weave your fingers into my hair, your grasp guiding my head to the pace you desire with a light tugging on my hair to keep me in place.

I want to feel your hips thrusting towards me, each rise and fall bringing you closer to the ecstasy within your reach.

I want to look up and see your head rolled back against the seat, eyes closed and your mouth open - as if there were no words that could describe the moment.

I want to feel your hands twist in my hair, your grip stronger, your need to cum driving you faster and faster.

I want to have you look down at me with eyes clouded with passion, unreserved and unashamed for me to witness.

I want to hear your sighs turn to moans, then moans to cries, cries to shouts until finally, your hips rise in one triumphant gesture.

I want to feel the streams of salty wetness hit my throat, my tongue, my lips and my face.

I want to feel your body convulse, your thrusts into my mouth at first hard and then longer - more languid - as your orgasm possesses your body, every cell overcome with bliss.

I want to hear you collapse back into the chair, your body trembling with wave after crashing wave of pleasure as your breathing slows to normal.

I want to see your eyes turn to me as my fingers gather a stray drop from my face and I want to you to see my contentment as I suck on my fingertips.

I want to see the look of wonder on your face as I gently place you back into your jeans, carefully zipping and buttoning up before I stand in front of you.

I want to see you light up as I move the coffee cup in front of you and kiss you lightly on your head before I walk back to the door.

I want to see you smile as I say, "have a nice day at work," before I leave the room.



I Want



The room is dark. The hum of a fan, the sound of my breath. The sound of your breath, as you await me... so eager, so tempting. I will feed on you, on your hunger and your innocence, on your pussy that I can smell even as I enter... 

I can't see you. Only feel the heat that emanates. You whisper, "Lover?"

"Yes, sweetheart. I'm here."

You called me from across these miles, and your voice trembled with need. You said, "I need you."

"Need me, how, pet? Tell me what you need."

"I need release. Pleasure. I need the satisfaction of these desires you've lit with your words and your thoughts and your raging fucking cock." 

I growled, deep in my throat. Perhaps it originated in my cock, that sound, so animal, so hungry. Do you hear it, my hunger for you? 

Now you pant, in the darkness. My mouth waters with the thought of finding you, by feel, by sound... I am growing harder with every careful step towards those sounds of you, wanting. 

"Don't make me wait," you say. Your voice is different. It hits me not only in this throbbing need for you, but drives into my soul... a language I understand, at last. So humbling, that realization. The edge of the bed bumps my knees, and I lean forward, my hands looking for you... and I feel your foot. I take it, bring it to my mouth, kiss from your toes along your shin. My cock is twitching, my tongue tastes the slight saltiness of your skin. I want to devour you, and each time you whimper and I feel your muscles react as you writhe, I want you more. 

You say it again, "Don't make me wait, lover. Please, I'm begging you."

"Are you touching yourself, sweetheart? Are you rubbing your wet clit? Let me hear you." I'm moving up, the smell of your sex now strong, and I hear the sounds of your fingers slipping over your pussy. Your pants are punctuated by little moans. "Tell me how you feel."

You groan, and I think you will refuse me. But you don't disappoint. "I'm aching, my pussy is aching, it feels heavy and full and empty all at once... it's making me want to scream. I need you to fuck me. I need to be fucked, do you understand?"

"I do." I feel your words, the weight and urgency, because I feel the same way. Like if I don't put my cock in you and cum, I may well go mad with the needing of it. "I won't tease, sweetheart, but may I taste you? May I bring you with my tongue and my fingers, and again with my cock?"

"Oh fuck, now. Right now..." 

Never have I heard you like this. That I knew this was in you was different from witnessing it.

You spoke again. "You said it was okay to ask you, to tell you... I'm telling you. I need you, right now."

Again that growl I'd never known lived so close to the surface, and I find your cunt, oh fuck, so slick and fragrant, with my hands. I allow my fingers to play over you, as though mapping you as my mouth draws closer. Kisses on your wet thighs, but my, pet, you are aroused for me. I feel my cock throbbing angrily against the mattress. With every taste, it hardens a little more, and I realize I'm thrusting gently, the pressure is so very exquisitely uncomfortable... Then my mouth is on you and you emit a sharp cry. I lick you from stern to bow, reveling in your ragged breathing. My tongue thrusts into your pussy, as deeply as I can go... oh god, I want to go deeper, honey, I want to. Then I am seeking out your clit, that pulsing little bundle of nerves, and you let me know when I have found it, that delicious buck of your hips, your hands grasping my head. I slip two fingers in and begin to fuck you, slowly, and you are having none of it.

"Faster, faster," you gasp, and the sound coming from your throat is almost not human. 

I suck and lick and finger you until the noises you make, and your movements, and your clenching muscles, tell me you are cresting, and I press upward, and leave your clit to nip and pull your lips, my fingers massaging, until you shudder and you come, with a jet of fluid that hits me in the neck and chest, hot and running... I hold off my own orgasm, not yet, but it is a battle. I put my mouth over you as you continue to gush... amazed... I lap you up and you shudder and whimper. I feel your juices cooling on my skin. 

I move up your body, kissing, licking, finding your breasts, your nipples, leaving a trail of your cum, painting you with it. Until I find your mouth, at the same time I feel your thighs close around my hips, I feel your calves pulling me into the hot pulsing clutch of your body, and I'm so ready. I take your mouth at the same time I take your cunt, sweetheart. Fuck yes, sinking in until my balls hit your ass, and as you slip and tighten around me, I explode, and you are cresting again, our tongues pressed together, my hand on your magnificent breast... your pussy milking every last drop from my spasming cock...



I Want A Fat Babe



There they were. The Barbie Dolls. The bleached-blond, silicon-enhanced, daddy's-credit-card-endowed, anorectic airheads, aka the Popular Girls, aka the Cheerleaders. They took their seats at a table in the cafeteria, chittering loudly about the upcoming prom. Dresses, corsages, limos, dates…

Right on cue, a dark-voiced brawling by the entrance announced the arrival of the jocks. They joined their squeaking girlfriends to the sound of kisses and coos. They were too used to the attention to care about all the stares they got from the rest of the cafeteria. They were the Perfect People; the boys muscular and athletic, the girls slim with big tits, all of them with perfect complexion, white teeth, and thick, well-groomed hair. Barbies and Kens. The reason why people referred to Bartel Senior High School as Mattel High.

Paula forced herself to turn her attention to her history book and the political intrigues of Argentina in the mid 40'ies. She got so caught up in what she was reading that she didn't notice the whole cafeteria suddenly getting quiet, their eyes following the figure approaching her table. Suddenly, someone pulled out a chair and sat down opposite her. Paula looked up.

"Hi Paula," said Tony Johnson.

"Hi?" said Paula, frowning.

"Remember me?" he asked. "I'm Tony Johnson. We're in the same chemistry class."

"Yeah, I know," she said.

As if she wouldn't know Tony Johnson! Quarterback, elite pitcher, track star, the spitting image of Shawn Wayans… and the only one of the Popular People who had ever talked to her, although it was just to ask her to pass a flask of citric acid. What surprised her was that he knew who she was, let alone that he talked to her in public. He probably wanted to buy a copy of her chemistry notes, but she couldn't believe he was stupid enough to ask her in front of the whole cafeteria.

"Would you like to go to the prom with me?" said Tony.

Paula wasn't the only one who gasped for breath. All the eyes in the room were fixed on the two. Paula froze. So that was what this was all about, huh? The Perfect People were playing a game! Tony Johnson had been sent over to ask her out, so they could get a good laugh at her! She summoned all her dignity, stood up, and collected her books.

"No thanks, " she said coolly. "I'm not going to the prom."

She wished she'd been slim and graceful like the Barbies, so she could have swept out of there, instead of waddling off with a tray full of dirty dishes.

*************************************

Paula muttered some bad words as she strained to reach the English-French dictionary on the top shelf. Why did she have to be this short? She jumped when someone came up behind her, reached up, and grabbed the book. She spun around. She hadn't noticed Tony Johnson sneaking up behind her.

"Here you go," he said, and handed her the dictionary.

"Thanks," she muttered.

NOW what did he want?

"How come you're not going to the prom?" he asked.

"I'm not interested," she lied.

"Why not? It's the most important party of our school years!"

"I don't go to parties."

"Yeah, I've noticed. Why is that?"

Whow! Tony Johnson had noticed that she didn't go to any parties? No way!

"I'm not the party type. like you and your friends."

He grinned.

"We're not THAT bad," he assured her. "Why not give it a chance? Come to the prom with me! I promise you'll have a good time!"

"Oh, gimme a break!" said Paula. "Do you really think I'm stupid enough not to understand what's going on?"

"What do you mean?" said Tony, looking confused. "I'm trying to ask you out, that's all."

"Yeah, right!" said Paula. "And how much are they paying you for that?"

"What are you talking about?" said Tony.

"It's a bet, isn't it?" said Paula bitterly. "Ask out ugly, boring Paula and see if she'll fall for it? All your friends are in on it, right?"

"No!" said Tony, looking like he had just bitten into something that tasted really bad. 

"It's nothing like that! I just want to go to the prom with you! My friends have NOTHING to do with this!"

Paula looked at him skeptically.

"Why would you want to go out with me?" she said. "Why don't you go with one of the PRETTY girls?"

"I think YOU are pretty," said Tony.

"Yeah, right!" said Paula angrily. "Like I'm gonna fall for that! You think I don't know what I look like? I'm FAT!"

She bit her lip when Tony moved closer and forced her back against the bookcase.

"Yeah, you're fat." he said. "And I think it suits you. You look cuddly. You're cute. I like big girls."

"You've never shown any interest in me before," said Paula.

"True," said Tony. "But I've been checking you out for the past 2 months. Didn't you notice that?"

Hmmm, come to think of it, she HAD caught him looking at her now and then, but she'd merely figured he was looking at someone sitting next to her.

"Besides, you're smart and nice and easy to talk to," said Tony. "I'd like to get to know you. Will you come to the prom with me – PLEASE?"

"Promise this isn't some trick to make fun of me!" said Paula, locking his eyes with hers.

"I promise," said Tony. "No tricks."

"OK," said Paula. "I'll go with you."

***************************

Rumor quickly got out that Tony "Tiger" Johnson was taking "Paula Plump" to the prom. The reactions varied from astonishment to skepticism, from jealousy to pity; and everyone speculated about what could be Tony's hidden motive. No-one, especially Tony's friends, believed that he could really prefer a fat bookworm over the sexy cheerleaders. Paula's friends kept warning her that the jock was just playing games with her; either he was going too lead her on just to cancel their date just before the prom, or he was hoping to take sexual advantage of her. Whenever they mentioned the latter, Paula felt her heart skip a beat. Sex? With Tony Johnson? She began to secretly check him out properly. He was tall, and muscular from endless hours of sports, with broad shoulders and narrow hips, and a flat stomach where the toned abs were hugged by tight tank tops. He was not just cute, he was also sexy. He moved smoothly, like a dancer, and his voice was deep and dark.

"He's just trying to get inside your pants!" Paula's best friend Helen warned her.

"I hope so," said Paula.

"Paula!!!"

"Oh, please!" said Paula. "I'm 18, I can take care of myself! Besides, it should probably be worth all the bad rumors to get a hunk like Tony Johnson to deflower you! If he tries to seduce me, I'm gonna go for it!"

********************************

When the big night had arrived, Paula was a nervous wreck. Hundreds of pessimistic thoughts flew through her head.

5 minutes past. He's not coming. I knew it. I might as well go and change into my sweat-pants again…

"Ding-dong!"

Paula went to get the door.

OK, he DID show up. But he's got all his friends with him, and they're gonna laugh at me all dressed up…

"Hi, Paula! Whow, girl, you look beautiful!"

She HAD made an effort. The dress (which had cost her almost all of the money she'd been saving for the past 2 years) was dark blue and had a simply cut model that made her look slimmer. She had put her hair up, too, and a had applied a discrete make-up. Tony – who had come alone, thank God! – was even more handsome than usual in a white suit with a slate grey vest. He looked simply gorgeous.

"Paula? Ask your date to come in, dear!"

Paula froze. Oh, no! This was definitely gonna freak him out!

"You don't have to…" she started, but he surprised her again.

"Nah, I don't mind!" he said, and walked into the kitchen. "Hi, mrs Norris… mr Norris…"

Paula felt rather dizzy as she watched the scene in front of her. Tony totally charmed her parents, promising to take good care of her and bring her back home by 1am – sure, the prom ended at midnight, but they were all going out for a midnight snack at McDonalds afterwards…

"Let's get a picture of the youngsters!" said dad, waving a camera.

"Wait!" said Tony. "Before I forget…"

He pulled out a small box from his pocket and opened it. 

A corsage.

A pretty corsage with white flowers. Paula's throat felt thick. She couldn't even say "thank you" when Tony put the corsage around her wrist. Her father took several photos of them, and her mother cooed and cried. Paula felt as if she was watching a movie, because this couldn't really be happening to her, now could it? the dizziness lingered on as she got into the car with Tony and he drove them to school.

"Ready?" he asked.

"What did your friends say when they found out you'd asked me to the prom?" said Paula, suddenly nervous about leaving the safety of the car.

Tony frowned.

"Man, are you insane? You asked THE BLOB to the prom?"

"You're not gonna show yourself in public with that thing, are you?"

"Cut it out! She's a nice girl, OK?"

"Seriously man – you LIKE her?"

"Yeah."

"Dude – she's FAT!"

"I like big girls, OK?"

"Never mind," he said out loud. They're gonna like you once they get to know you."

"You don't know me."

He squeezed her hand.

"No," he said. "But I want to.

She gave him a shy smile, and he grinned back. Finally, she was beginning to trust him!

"Shall we go?" he asked.

It turned out better than she'd hoped. Even though Tony's friends seemed rather clueless and shallow, they were curious to see what he liked about her, and actually TALKED to her, and the girls complimented her on her dress and her hair. Even though the phrase "you look less fat in that" wasn't really tactful, Paula still appreciated it, and won their reluctant respect by jokingly remarking "in that case, I should wear this every day."

She began to relax and enjoy herself, and actually scored an extra point with both the jocks and the cheerleaders at dinner, when the guys commented on how refreshing it was to see a girl actually EAT instead of merely picking her food. Paula explained dryly that she HAD to eat a lot – how else would she be able to keep her overweight?

Tony looked proud when he asked her to dance and lead her out on the dance floor.

"I think they like you," he said, and put his arms around her.

He couldn't reach all the way around.

"They're nice," said Paula.

"What did you expect, that we were monsters?" he grinned.

"No!" she said, but she was a bad liar.

"You're a good dancer," he remarked. "Where did you learn to dance like this?"

"My mum taught me."

Paula relaxed and just enjoyed herself. She was fat and heavy, yes, but she had a good sense of rhythm, and whenever she danced she felt weightless. Tony's arms were strong, his body was warm, and he smelled nice. He was nice. Nice and sexy and a great dancer. Could he…really…like her?

A couple dancing by behind them accidentally pushed her closer to his body, and she tensed up. Oh, yeah. He liked her, alright! He leaned in closer and whispered in her ear:

"I'm sorry. I was hoping you wouldn't notice."

His breath was warm against her skin, and gave her goose-bumps. Was this happening? Tony "Tiger" Johnson had a hard-on from dancing with her?

"Are you mad at me?" he asked.

"No!" she said. "Why should I be angry with you?"

He met her eyes.

"You're so cool," he whispered.

She felt her face turn red. He escorted her back to the table, where one of his friends asked her for the next dance. they seemed to have made a pact to make Paula enjoy herself, because she hardly sat down at all that night except for when she went to the ladies room with the girls. She had dreaded such a moment, but they too had agreed to the pact and behaved well.

"How did you get to know Tony?"

"We're in the same chemistry class."

"How long have you been dating?"

"We're not really dating – I mean, he has never asked me out! Before now, that is…"

"He's like, TOTALLY gonna ask you out again!"

"I don't know…"

"Oh, he's got the hots for you, it's like, OBVIOUS!"

"Don't you want to go out with him again?"

"I haven't really thought about it."

Paula blushed.

"Well, would you like to?"

"Yeah, sure, why not? He's nice."

"Are you going to the after-party at Stephen's later?"

"I don't know. Tony mentioned something about everyone meeting up at McDonalds after the prom..?"

"Yeah, right! That's what we tell our parents!"

"What we're REALLY gonna do is head over to Stephen. His parents are out of town, so we can have a party there all night!"

"Seems Tony's already planning on bringing you along."

Paula bit her lip. He'd lied to her parents? Tony looked at her intently when they came back to the table, and asked her to dance.

"What's wrong?" he asked, as soon as they got out on the floor.

"The girls told me that they're going to a party afterwards," said Paula. "But you told my parents that we were going to McDonalds!"

"Yeah…sorry," he sighed. "That's what we tell our parents so they won't make a fuss. I was going to tell you about it and ask you if you wanted to come to the after-party. "We COULD go to McDonalds, if you prefer that..?"

"No," said Paula. "Let's go to Stephen's party."

***********************************'

The select few who were going to the party were about 40, including Tony and Paula. She had been a little anxious that the whole scene would turn into "Carrie 2", but again, the Popular People surprised her by acting human. Shallow and drunk, yes, but human. She noticed that Tony stuck to non-alcoholic drinks all night, since he was going to drive her home later. His consideration swept away the last of her worries, and when he discretely pulled her aside from the everyone else, she followed him without hesitation. He pressed her gently against the wall and kissed her. Paula put her arms around him and pressed herself against him. They made out in the dark. She could feel him grow against her thigh.

"God, you're sexy!" he whispered in her ear, and squeezed her voluptuous butt.

"You really think so?" she said.

"Would I be this hard if I didn't think so?" he said, and rubbed his hardness against her.

She reached down and stroke him through the fabric. His dick was long and hard and radiated warmth. She put her fingers around it, rubbed it up and down. He moaned.

"What are you doing to me?"

"Do you like it?"

"Love it..!"

He pulled her closer and kissed her again. She continued rubbing him while he kissed her neck and shoulders. Suddenly, he pulled away.

"Slow down, girl, I can't take much more!" he said.

Paula smiled.

"Besides, I think we need to get going," he sighed, looking disappointed. "It's already a quarter to one."

Her parents would be angry. The entire school would laugh at her if they ever found out. But Paula Norris was going to enjoy her prom night to the fullest! She pulled Tony back into her arms, and moved her large breasts across his chest.

"We don't have to go quite yet, do we?" she said.

It wasn't hard to convince him to kiss her again, nor to lure him into one of the guest rooms and lock the door and lie down on the bed. He turned on both of the lamps above the bed.

"No, leave the light off!" Paula protested.

"Please?" he said. "I want to be able to see you."

"Why?" she said. "I'm so fat!"

"You're pretty," he said. "Yeah, you're fat. I'm sorry, I won't be false and call you chubby or anything. You ARE fat. But you're also cute and sexy, and I like you just the way you are. And I want to see your sexy fat body naked!"

"Only if you go first," said Paula.

"Undress me," he smiled.

She took his jacket off and put it on the night stand table. She unbuttoned his vest and shirt; it was difficult because he kept distracting her with kisses, and his hands caressed her thighs. When his shirt was open, she reached out and caressed his washboard abs, kissed his cheek, and licked down his neck and chest.

"Mmmmm..." Tony groaned. "Bite me!"

She nibbled on his neck, and he purred like a big, black cat. She moved on to his nipples and sucked them, licked them, bit them gently. Tony whimpered happily.

"Harder!" he said.

She carefully bit harder on his nipple, put her hands on his thighs, and moved them up towards his crotch, her nails scraping against his legs. He grabbed her and pulled her on top of him, lying down on his back.

"Man, you're hot!" he said. "Come here..."

He pushed the straps down, reached around and pulled the zipper down to her waist. She pulled her dress off, but covered her stomach with her hands. He gently pulled them away.

"Don't hide," he whispered. "I want to see you."

"I don't feel very sexy," Paula complained.

"But you are!" said Tony.

He laid her down and pressed his lips to the large roll of fat on her stomach.

"You're so soft," he said. "Soft and smooth and pearly white. I want to squeeze you..."

He put his hands around her thick thighs and caressed them roughly.

"I want to taste you..."

He licked all over her belly.

"I want to bite you!"

He jumped down and playfully nibbled on her right butt cheek. Paula shriekes and giggled. He smiled at her.

"You're all woman," he said. "Soft, warm, huggable curves."

He licked the lace on her cups, took each breast in his hands.

"All natural woman," he sighed.

"It opens in the front," she hinted.

Tony quickly opened the hooks in her bra and licked her lips. Paula didn't have breasts, she had udders! He couldn't hold one with just one hand, but he could squeeze them, lick them, rub his face against them...

"Your hot body makes me hard as a rock!" he moaned. "Touch me, baby! Please!"

She snuck her hand down inside his pants, grabbed the huge tool, but had trouble moving her hand inside the tight pants.

"Take it out!" he whispered.

He had to help her open the belt and the zipper, then he put her hand on his crotch. She pulled out his long, fat dick. It trembled and pulsated in her hand. She moved her hand up and down the shaft, amazed by the size of it.

"Fuck!" he muttered. "I don't think I've ever been this horny! Paula, baby, you're so freakin' sexy!"

Paula beamed with happiness and pride. She still couldn't understand that he really found her dough-like body sexy, but she loved the way he made her feel.

"I want to eat you out," he said. "May I?"

"Huh?"

"Can I lick you?"

She blushed. Did guys really LIKE that?

"Uh, OK..." she whispered.

He pulled her panties off, spread her legs, and lied down between her thighs.

"God, what a pretty pussy!" he said.

Pretty? She'd never thought about it like that. She jumped when she felt her lips being pressed aside with a light touch of his finger tips, then his warm breath flew over her wet skin - and then there was his tongue, lapping rapidly over her clit, exploring every crease of her skin, teasing her until her thighs trembled. She winced, closed her eyes, and felt her body shiver and shake out of control. It felt incredible. He put her legs together and straddled them. His dick hung down, its head oozed precum over her knees. He placed his dick between her soft thighs, pressed her legs together, and humped them.

"You're so soft and cuddly all over," he purred. "So many places I'd like to stick my dick in..! You make me so horny, baby!"

His words would have been offensive, if he hadn't sounded and looked so sincere, so happy; and if the friction of his dick right next to her clit hadn't been so arousing.

"Do you have any... protection?" she whispered.

He stopped, and stared at her.

"Are you sure?" he said. "Do you want me to..?"

Paula nodded. Tony pulled back and picked up his clothes. He fished out a condom out of his wallet, and rolled it on quickly, as if he was afraid that she would change her mind. Paula parted her legs, and he got on top of her. God, he was smooth and agile like a panther. And this hunk wanted to be her first lover? She must have saved some orphans from a fire in a previous life, Paula mused.




I Want A Fat Babe



"OK, here we go..." Tony mumbled.

He put his dick to her wet opening and pressed himself in. Paula tensed up and cried out a little. He lied still, kissing her neck, caressing her hair, waiting for her to relax.

"This is so fucking good!" he whispered. "It's never been this good before. Paula, baby, you're the best!"

She put her arms around his neck and pressed herself against his length.

"Can I go on?" he asked.

She nodded, smiling shyly. He was considerate. He moved slowly at first, to let her get used to having such a long, big dick inside her. The more she relaxed, the more she revealed to him that she enjoyed it, the more intense he got, the more passionate he HAD to be. She turned him on so much! He had to bury all of his length deep-inside-of-her!

"Turn around!" he panted, pulling out. "Stand on all four!"

Paula did as she was told, and Tony quickly pushed his dick back in. he grabbed on to the two huge white globes in front of him, squeezed them, watched them bounce for each thrust. He had to force himself not to give in to the urge to slap her butt. She might not like it, since this was her first time and all... he'd save it for another time. Tonight, he didn't want to scare her off. God, her ass... he could feel the softness of it against his pelvis each time he drove his dick into her wetness. He wouldn't last very long.

"Come here!" he said.

He turned her around again, ripped the condom off, pressed her tits together, stuck his dick in between them, and fucked them until he shot load after load over her chest. He groaned and gnashed his teeth, emptied himself completely. Afterwards, he collapsed next to her, pulling her into a tight embrace.

"Was that good?" Paula asked.

"Unbe-fucking-lievable!" Tony sighed. "Fuck! You're some woman, Paula!"

He kissed her temple.

"And you're mine," he said.

She looked up at him, smiling, blushing.

"So, how was it for you?" he said. "Your first time and all?"

"Felt great," she said.

"I better drive you home, or your parents are gonna kill me," he sighed, but made no motion to get up or let go of her.

"Not just yet," she said, and curled up against his shoulder.

"What are you doing tomorrow?" Tony asked. "Would you like to go on another date with me?"



I Want a New Drug



There are two little-known secrets about the human body and pharmacology. One, many if not most of the major breakthroughs in the pharmaceuticals industry are actually accidents. Two, many if not most of our moods and feelings are based on chemical reactions within our body. Some are when our body excretes a particular chemical into our blood stream like adrenaline or dopamine. Others are when we take drugs that alter our chemical composition such as depression drugs. More on this later. 

My name is Kevin Shaw and I'm a Level III Pharmacology Researcher with Alton Laboratories. It sounds like quite the title I know, but really, I'm the one who decided to get a Masters in Chemistry and found a job at a drug company. I get to do some of the routine work that happens whenever we are testing a new drug. I run tests, wait for results, and then write up a report. Most of my job is watching colors change, things grow, things die, or injecting mice with compounds. 

I have worked here for about three years and jumped from project to project. Alton Labs is a major drug company and they manufacture everything from vitamins to cancer drugs to erectile dysfunction drugs. One thing that surprises me is that many of the projects don't actually have a goal in mind. Rather they are just experimenting with various drug combinations to see what they do. There are dozens of stories about how a drug we use today was actually being designed for a completely other purpose. 

The current project I'm working on is Project Cookie. We are testing a new weight loss drug that is supposed to trick your body into fighting fat as if it were an infection. It has its dangers such as a high fever and severe clotting, but so far, the results seem intriguing. 

One night, I'm going through a routine set of trials where we inject mice with a variation of the compound and then compare them over a set time to control mice that were not injected. The mice need to be watched constantly and we work in shifts. I was the unlucky one to get the night shift. The night shift isn't the worst thing but it is incredibly boring. I know, you are thinking that I can just kick back and watch TV or play games, but really I can't. One guy did that and missed some reactions and caused a drug to be classified as safe when it caused severe negative reactions in 10% of the population. 

It was time for my shift and I walked into the locker room and found my friends Jake, Sarah, and Robert. They were just finishing the evening shift and were putting their coats back into their lockers. Jake and Robert I knew from college and we all started here at the same time. Sarah started a few months ago and she was definitely the hot one of the department. All three of us hit on her all the time and she really ate it up. She was about 5' 5", 110 pounds, C-size breasts, long blonde hair and just gorgeous! 

"Hey guys. What's up?" I said walking in and opening my locker. 

"Hey Kevin...got the night shift tonight?" Jake asked as he stared at Sarah's chest. 

"No. I just love it here I decided to give up my apartment and live here. It is so cozy!" I mocked Jake's lame and obvious question. Sarah smiled at me and then looked up to see Jake staring at her chest.

"You know Jake, if you stare long enough, they start to grow right before your eyes." 

"Right on!" Jake responded as he leaned in towards her perky breasts covered tightly with her sweater. 

"Well, you guys have fun with that. I have to get to the lab."

"See you Kevin!" Sarah said and she waived. 

I walked into the lab to see only a few remaining techs from the evening shift. I started up my set of trials and I had 25 compounds to test. The idea is that we generate combinations of the compound in question with everything we can think of, then test, and retest to see if there are any statistical reactions. I know...boring. I injected four test mice with each serum and sat there for hours watching the mice for any unusual activity and as you may expect, there wasn't any. They are mice. They walk around, sleep, drink, eat, poop, and if they are adventurous, they may take a stroll on their wheel. 

About two hours into my shift, I started to notice some odd behavior. Well...not odd, but unusual for mice. I started to notice that all the mice injected with serum 14518k started to have sex. I mean all of them! The control mice and mice from other serums simply did mice-like things. The test mice were all on top of each other and going at it. I took notes and they were really enjoying themselves. For several hours, all they did was fuck. I noticed that the males seemed to go forever. They would fuck the female and then fuck her again and again and again. 

After a few hours, they all calmed down and went back to their normal routines. It was as if nothing happened. I had to say I was astonished. It doesn't seem that this drug is going to help them lose fat unless they are burning it off through strenuous exercise. I took my notes, wrote up my report, and turned it in at the end of my shift. I did consider just keeping it to myself. I had to say I would love to inject Sarah with some of that stuff, but I knew that it dangerous. It could kill her and I could go to jail. I wasn't going to have any of that. 

The next day, my lab supervisor asked me about my report and we reviewed the tapes. We pulled the report of what composed serum 14518k and found that it was the testing compound mixed with some vitamin E, D, and K compounds, along with some trace minerals. Nothing seemed extraordinary. We decided to carry on with normal testing and that means that whenever we get an unusual reaction, we perform the test again for about a week to see if the reaction occurs again. 

I performed the test again each night that week on the mice. Like clockwork, they performed as expected. My supervisor decided to expand the testing and then classified serum 14518k as a new compound. He called in Jake and we started to work on it together. 

Jake and I worked on Project Lemon, the new name for serum 14518k, for the next several months. We performed a natural progression of testing. Any variation of the compound didn't produce any results. It was fascinating if you ask me. Even slight variations of the combinations would ruin the results. 

"Man, this stuff is pretty cool. It makes these little guys just fuck their brains out" Jake said as he stared at the cages. 

"No kidding. I'm surprised they don't get hurt but they just fuck for hours and then they are done." 

"Don't you wish we could give some of this to Sarah? Man, I could fuck her for hours!" Jake said as he stared at Sarah's ass in the next room. 

"Whatever man. It would be cool until she dies from some weird reaction." 

We continued our testing and results were looking great. The mice were consistently getting results and there were no negative side effects. That is unless you consider pregnancy a side effect. I wouldn't, but it naturally comes with fucking for three hours. 

We all felt like we found the new Viagra. The only ones who knew about this were Jake, our supervisor, and me. It was normal for us to keep our projects to ourselves. Not to mention that there were thousands of projects going on so nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Our testing finally progressed through the normal trial methods and after about a year, we reached a point of actually testing on humans. This was something we were waiting for. 

We have a normal flow of people willing to submit themselves to testing for cash. Everything was safe, but there is always chance that something could react differently in a human or particular human than in an animal. After all, that is why we call them tests. 

We found a small group of people who were selected for our testing. We needed younger people with no history of cardiac problems, good health, physically fit, and no STDs or HIV. We also had to tell them that they were going to take a drug that could make them sexually aroused and more willing to have sex. It doesn't taint the results because we do blind study with a control group with sugar pills so they don't know if they are getting the drug or not. 

There were 20 people in the group; ten females and ten males. All of them were fit and all the girls looked really fuckable. We lined everyone up and we randomly chose half to get the drug and half got sugar pills. From there, we told them they can go home and they should tell us if anything happens out of the ordinary. 

The next day, every person who got the drug came back early to tell us what happened. They were all smiling and they obviously had a great night of sex. One girl told us that she went home and then had an uncontrollable urge to have sex. She ended up having sex with not only her two roommates, but also their six friends and three guys from down the hall. 

One guy told us that he had sex with his girlfriend 29 times in one night and came every time. He was amazed and he said he fucked her until she passed out. 

Another girl told us that she too needed to have sex but unfortunately didn't have anyone around and she ended up masturbating to orgasm more than 50 times. Her pussy was so raw that she was walking funny. 

The tests were deemed a success and our supervisor started to move the drug forward with testing and we performed more human testing. Jake and I had other thoughts. 

"Kevin" Jake whispered to me in the locker room as I walked in. "Kevin! This is our chance! We know it won't hurt her. I want to give Sarah the drug! We can so have sex with her!" 

I stood there conflicted. I really did want to fuck her. I thought about her perfect body and her tight jeans she would sometimes wear under her lab coat. However, this could also be considered rape and she would figure out what happened when she learns about the drug we are working on. 

"Come on man! I have a plan." Jake said. 

"Oh really. What is that?" 

"The three of us are working next Friday evening shift. We are all off at 8:00. The drug takes about two to four hours to start working. She also normally has a Red Bull right around 6:00. I can slip some into her Red Bull and she should start feeling it just about the time we leave." 

"Oh and how does that mean she is going to have sex with us? She could just leave and find someone else" I asked. 

"That is the thing! We all ready have plans to go to a movie! Remember? That new horror zombie thing? She has been talking about it for weeks" he reminded me as his eyes bulged out of his head. 

My head started to run through how things would go. The thought of fucking her just made my dick jump and now it was going to happen. 

"Well what is she going to say when she figures out we drugged her and pretty much raped her?" 

"This isn't rape. You heard those girls. They wanted it. Each of those people reported a positive experience. None of them felt raped or that they didn't want to have sex because they did!" 

"Well..." I couldn't take it anymore. "Okay. I'm totally in." 

That Friday came and right at 6:00, Jake spoke up, "I'm a little tired. I can use a Red Bull. Sarah, do you want one?" 

Sarah looked up from her computer screen, stopped typing her report, said, "Are you kidding. I definitely need one. Kevin, do you want one?" 

"Sure. That sounds pretty good." 

Jake disappeared and Sarah spoke up, "Hey Kevin, can you help me with this?" 

"Sure."

I walked over and we talked through some steps of filing her reports. The whole time I stared down her shirt and thought to myself how great it would be to get a hold of those amazing breasts. Jake walked back into the lab drinking his Red Bull and then handed us ours. I was surprised to see that Sarah's was still closed and that he didn't open it. I was wondering if he put the drug in or not. 

She opened her Red Bull, took a sip, and then set it on the counter. "Thanks Kevin. That worked. I hate this system." 

I opened my drink, "No problem" I said as I took my first drink. 

Sarah finished what she was doing and then she took her drink and then drank the whole thing at once. My dick popped up at the thought of the drug coursing through her veins. I thought about how she was going to start to get more horny than she has ever been in her life in just a few hours and how she was going to fuck our brains out. 

I finished my Red Bull and I managed to get over to Jake and asked him, "Hey Jake, did you...?"

"He looked at Sarah and said, "Oh....yeah. Of course." 

"How? It was still closed." 

"Haven't you ever heard of a needle? I got it prepped last night with a little hole in the top and then sealed it over." 

"Oh....that is awesome" I said as I finished the last of my drink. 

"Yeah...you can't even taste it can you?" 

My eyes shot open. "What? What do you mean? Did you put it in mine too?" 

"Well yeah dip shit. Of course I did. In mine too" Jake said as he shook his empty can. 

"I thought we were just going to drug Sarah?" 

"Well how do you think we are going to keep up with her? She is going to be a horny she-devil and if we didn't take the drug, there would be no way we could keep having sex with her. You heard those guys. They had sex dozens of times and they could go for hours. Can you imagine!?" 

My eyes glanced down at my empty can and I started to think about what the night may be like. I looked back up at Jake. He had a smile from ear to ear and I could tell that he could hardly wait to get inside of Sarah. I even felt my dick start to grow hard. Whether it was from the drug or the fantasy of finally fucking Sarah, I wasn't sure. 

Jake and I went back to our desks and we started to wrap things up. I couldn't focus at all. My mind was racing and all I thought of was sliding my long hard dick into Sarah's slopping wet pussy. I kept glancing over to Sarah to see if there were any effects. After only about 30 minutes, I noticed that her face was rather flushed. She stood up and took her lab coat off and she looked pretty hot. She was a little sweaty and I wondered what sexual thoughts may be going through her head. 

We finished when 8:00 came around and it was time to go. I quickly stood up and raced over to Sarah's desk and I saw her sitting there, blankly staring at some papers. Her breathing was deep and heavy and she was sweating. I started to wonder if she was okay when she looked at me and just stared. This was different. Her face was flushed and she was staring at me with a wanton look. She wanted me. I could tell. 

I could feel the drug working on me too. It coursed through my veins. My dick was rock hard straining against my pants and pulsing with my heartbeat. She stood up and without a thought, our faces locked together in a deep kiss. Her mouth sucked my tongue inside her mouth and she licked the inside of my teeth with complete abandonment. 

I couldn't resist her body. I felt the urge growing inside of me to fuck her. I ripped her shirt off from behind her and our bodies separated only long enough for me to toss it to the side. I reached down and tore open her pants and she shoved them down to the floor and kicked them off. She reached down, unbuckled my pants, and pushed them down along with my boxers. My dick sprang to attention and almost hit her in the face as she jostled my pants to the ground. 

We scurried and removed the rest of our clothes and finally, once we were completely naked, she laid back on the floor and spread her legs with a clear invitation to fuck her ripe body. I looked down at her pussy and saw that it was red and very puffy. She was so wet; I could see moisture inside her lips and even the insides of her thighs. 

I fell to my knees and with my right hand, I guided my dick into her awaiting love hole. With one smooth thrust, I completely entered her body and watched as her back arched, her arms spread out and tried to grab onto the floor, her eyes shut tight, and she let out a moan. She wrapped her legs around my hips and pulled me in more and more with each thrust. Her body felt so amazing. 

I looked up and finally saw Jake standing there naked and stroking a huge hard on. I plunged deep into Sarah and then got an idea. I pulled out of her pussy and stood up. 

"Stand up and bend over Sarah." 

She jumped to her feet and turned around to press her ass against my body. I reached my dick under and slid it inside as she grabbed her ankles. Once I was inside, I grabbed all her hair, pulled her head back, and lined her up to Jake's cock. She didn't need any encouragement because she gobbled him up in one motion. 

I held her hips and Jake held her head as we maneuvered her body back and forth between us. I could feel my cum boiling up inside of my balls and after only a few minutes, I grabbed her hips and pulled her back impaling her deep onto my cock as I filled her awaiting womb full of my simmering seed. She gave out a soft whimper with each of my spurts. 

I looked up and saw Jake's eyes shut tight as he quickly grabbed her head. He pressed his dick into her and I could hear her gag slightly as Jake let out a moan. Her arms reached up and held his dick in place as she swallowed every drop. 

I pulled my dick out of her and saw cum ooze out of her pussy. I noticed my dick wasn't soft at all and I was ready to go again. I pulled her up and turned her around. Pushing her back onto the edge of the desk, she sat down and lifted her legs around me as I dove inside for another round. Sliding in, her body tensed and she wrapped her legs and arms around my body and climbed onto me. 

I thrust my dick in and out of her pussy. She was so wet we made slopping sounds with each pounding. We kept driving into each other for several minutes without pausing. I was amazed about my energy and my endurance. Normally, I have to say, I only last a minute or two, here I am pounding into a girl, for the second round, for almost 10 minutes. 

Sarah began to tense and she tightened her grip around me. She dug her nails into my back and I felt her body start to convulse. Her pussy seemed to gush liquid and she let out a scream. Her orgasm gripped my dick and sent me over the edge as I came for a second time into her pussy. I felt a huge amount of semen pump out of me and deep into her body. 

After we calmed down, I let her down and she wobbled as she stood on her own feet again. We turned and I saw that Jake was standing there jacking off while we fucked and he had obviously come several times as there was a lot of cum on the floor. 

Sarah slowly sauntered over to Jake and knelt down to the floor. She sucked his dick into her mouth and cleaned up the oozing cum off the tip. Once clean, she stood back up and pushed Jake backwards into an office chair. He slumped down into the chair and provided an ample area for Sarah to sit down onto his lap which she quickly followed. 

She straddled over his legs, reached down and aimed his dick into her awaiting pussy. Once in position, she lowered herself down and impaled her throbbing pussy onto his love pole. He put his hands onto her hips and she slowly ground her hips around forcing his dick deep inside of her. 

She put her hands on his chest and they fucked. I walked around them stroking my hard cock and loved it. They fucked continually for at least twenty minutes and I found myself cumming every few minutes. Each load just as big if not bigger. Sometimes I would spray it all over her back and sometimes it would just gush out onto the floor into a pile. 

She started to bounce up and down harder as her tits jumped and down. She started to let out a scream and she arched her back and her whole body shook violently. Jake moaned as he came into her spasming pussy. I watched them both as he pumped his load deep into her body. 

As her orgasm subsided, she slowly writhed her body on his still hard dick and in seconds I saw her come again. She shuddered and she grabbed her crotch and stuck her fingers into her mouth. She gasped for air and seemed to continue to orgasm for more than a minute. I watched Jake sit back and actually come three more times into her as she sat on him. 




I Want a New Drug



I couldn't take it anymore and I walked up behind Sarah, lifted her hips off Jake, and slipped my dick inside her pussy. I felt all of our cum gush out of her pussy as I forced my dick inside of her again. It ran down her legs to the floor. 

We backed up and she started to suck Jake's cock again as I fucked her from behind. Pounding into her pussy again and again was how I defined heaven. I didn't think of anything else other than fucking at that moment. I glanced at the clock and realized we had been fucking for more than two hours and I was still hard and ready for more. 

Sarah then tensed again and I felt her whole body go limp. Grabbing her hips I was able to hold her up and continued to pound her from behind. I felt my orgasm cum and I felt Sarah push her hips back to take in all of my cum. Sarah also seemed to cum several times and I didn't even stop after I finished my orgasm. I would thrust into her for a few minutes and cum. Thrust for a few minutes and then cum again. I was amazed about how virile I was. Sarah also seemed lost in an endless sea of orgasmic pleasure. 

Jake and I continued to take turns fucking Sarah all night long. She passed out at times but that didn't stop us from drive our dicks into her pussy and filling her up with our sperm. 

Finally, at about 4:00 in the morning, I felt the effects start to wear off. My dick started to give up its hard on for the first time all night and Sarah and Jake seemed to slow down as well. The room stunk of sex, sperm, and sweat and our clothes strewn around the area. Some were torn and most covered in cum. 

Sarah looked at us and smiled saying, "Thanks guys. That was amazing. Hopefully we can do this again." She left her clothes and slowly walked out of the office naked with our cum slathered between her legs keeping a satisfied look on her face.



I Want a Threesome



I want to know what it feels like to have two big cocks inside me. 

I want to meet my lovers and know that we are going to have the most wonderful time. I close my eyes and can see us now. Two big, strong men, kissing me and undressing me. Then I undress them. They stand before me, cocks jutting out, begging for my mouth. With a hand on each shoulder, they push me to my knees.

I kneel before them. My mouth watering at the sight of their hard cocks, pre-cum oozing from the tips. I lean in and take one into my mouth while my other hand reaches out and strokes the other. They are both clean shaven. I take him deep into my throat, loving how he feels there. I slowly let him slide from my mouth. I look up at him and turn my head to take the other cock into my mouth.  I bob my head up and down, my lips tight around him. 

I alternate now, stroking and sucking cock. Their moans fill the room. My pussy is drenched, I love sucking cock. The feel of the velvet skin in my mouth, the taste of pre-cum on my lips. The feel of their balls on my chin as I deep throat them. I concentrate on sucking. My head dipping low every now and then and sucking their loose balls into my mouth. 

I can feel one getting close, his hips bucking against my face, so I back off and move to the other. I don't want them cumming just yet. I tease them and bring them to the edge, then back off, sitting back on my legs and just stroking them. They look down at me. I smile up at them. We have so much time tonight. 

I rise slowly and they move close to one. One pulls me close and kisses me deep, his erect cock pressing against my soft tummy. I feel the other one behind me, his cock pressing into my ass as he reaches around and pulls my hard nipples, kissing my neck, making my pussy gush even more. We stay like that for a few minutes. Kissing. Tongues dueling. Hands roaming my body. 

We pull apart slowly and I am taken by the hand and led to the king size bed. We all lay down. My hands are lifted over my head and I am told to keep them there. I watch as two mouths descend to my tits, long tongues licking, flicking my hard nipples back and forth. Sensations shoot straight to my pussy. I gasp as teeth close over the hard points, each pulling hard, wringing a cry from me. My hands itch to pull their heads closer to me, but I don't move. I lay there and enjoy their delicious torture.

Strong, big hands come up and cup my tits, kneading them, plumping them. Then their hands slide over my stomach and down to my bare, smooth, soaked pussy. Fingers caress my outer lips, getting coated in my cream. One slips through my folders, finding my tight hole while the other finds my swollen clit. Slowly he rubs, small circles over it, his touch as light as a feather. I moan loudly, my hips arching up.

Together they play with my cunt. A long finger deep inside me, thrusting in and out while another rubs my clit, bringing me closer to the edge.

I look down and see them, eyes closed, lips, tongue, teeth working my nipples. I buck my hips, feeling that tightening in my stomach. I reach for it. It's just beyond my reach. Will they let me cum? Or will they tease me until I am begging for it.

I cry out as their fingers disappear. I open my eyes and see them smiling above me.

"Do you want to cum?" One asks, his breath sending chills over my flesh.

"Yes." I whisper, my body still arching up, hoping they will return their wonderful fingers.

They look at each other and nod. One moves and kneels by my head. Ah....payback for teasing them. I turn my head and open my mouth wide, taking him deep. My breath catches as I feel fingers spreading my cunt lips and the tip of a tongue touch my clit. I lower my hands now and wrap them around his hips, bring him closer. He leans over me, on all fours, his cock above my mouth, his hips undulating to fuck my mouth. I use my hand and cup his balls, feeling their weight.

I try hard to concentrate as I feel the others tongue on my clit. He sucks it into his wet mouth and rolls his tongue around it. Then he nibbles it and I groan around the thick cock in my mouth. I feel his arms slide beneath my hips, lifting me up to his questing mouth. His tongue licks down, diving into my soaked hole, lapping up my cream, then lower still, licking and teasing my tight ass. I cry out at the pleasure of it.

Moans and groans and growls fill the room. My body is on fire now. The tightening has started again and I need to cum. I'm making all kinds of sounds around the cock in my mouth. His hand reaches down and pulls my nipple roughly. I buck, my body writhing on the bed. I work hard on the cock I am sucking. I massage the underside with my tongue. I suck hard on the spongy tip, licking up all the pre-cum that leaks out. I wrap my lips tight around it and go for it. I want to feel it explode in my mouth.

"Fuck baby." I hear above me. 

My nipple is pulled and twisted painfully, but I love it. My cunt is on fire. I'm so close to cumming. My hips rock frantically against his mouth.

"Come on baby, come for me." I hear, his hot breath on my pussy. 

I suck harder faster. I want to taste his cum as I cum, flooding the mouth that is attacking my pussy. 

I cry out around the cock in my mouth, strong hands lift me against his mouth, he latches on and slurps and sucks, my body wracked with shudders as I cum hard.

Just then I feel his cock lengthen and thicken in my mouth. I hear a guttural growl and then my mouth is flooded with his hot, salty cum. I drink every delicious drop. I feel him moving away from me, his cock slipping from my swollen lips. The hands that hold my hips let go and I fall back to the bed. Panting I look down and see them switching positions. 

"My turn."

I open my mouth, ready for my second of many loads of cum I plan on swallowing that night. He rubs his cock head against my glistening lips before pushing inside. His is a bit thicker, but not as long. It's easy to deep throat him, his balls against my chin as he gently thrusts in and out.

My clit is sensitive but I don't care. I want to know what it's like to cum and cum, to feel tongues and lips and fingers and cocks rubbing my clit. He settles between my thighs, spreading them wider, opening me up. I feel him blow on my heated flesh and I shiver. He licks me long and slow, ass to clit. I shudder again. Then he dives in. He mouth ravishes me, his teeth pulling hard on my sensitive clit. I arch against him, my body knowing what it wants. 

I suck hard on the dick in my mouth. My hand going to his balls and squeezing, his harsh breathing telling me how much he likes it. I slip a finger down and press against his ass. He stops a moment, then continues to fuck my mouth. Again, hands at my breasts, pulling my nipples, making me moan and shake.

"God you're so wet." I hear, the sound of slurping and squelching as a long finger is inserted deep inside me.

"You gonna cum for us again baby?"

I can only grunt. Oh yes, I'm gonna cum. I buck my hips, again the familiar feeling starting deep inside me. 

"Oh yeah, oh shit yeah." I hear above me. 

He fucks my mouth faster, deeper, his hand going to my hair and holding me tight as he leans his head back and with a shout, empties his cum down my throat. His load is big and though I swallow most of it, some drips down my chin. He pulls out and leans back, breathing hard.

"Shit, you can suck cock." He says smiling down at me.

I try to smile back but I'm consumed with the mouth on my cunt. I'm so close. His finger is working magic on my body. I'm tightening, I'm arching, my body is ready to explode. His tongue laps at my clit, faster, unrelenting. I cry out, arching my body and cum hard, feeling his mouth on me, drinking every drop of my cum as it pours out of me.

We all lie back, catching our breath. My body is a quivering mass. I reach down and feel my wet pussy, rubbing my fingers through my wet slit and bringing my juices to my lips. I can feel them watching me as I taste myself.

"Damn." I head beside me, but not knowing which one spoke.

I sit up and look back at them, their cocks now hard again, jutting out.

"Are you ready boys?" I ask, rolling over and getting onto all fours.

I see them scramble up beside me. 

"How do you want to do this?" 

"Lay down, I'll ride you and then you, " I turn to look at the other one, "Can fuck me from behind."

They nod. One slides beneath me. Leaning over him, I feel the other one guide his cock into me. I sit down, impaling myself. I groan as he fills me, stretching my pussy. I grind a little bit on him, rubbing my sore clit against his shaved pubic bone.

"God." He moans beneath me. 

My tits dangle before his hungry mouth and he reaches up and pulls me closer, wrapping his lips and teeth around one nipple while his fingers pull the other.

The bed shifts and I feel my ass cheeks palmed. He's kneading them. Pulling them apart. A squirt of cold gel makes me jump but his strong fingers rub it in and warm it up. I relax. I want this so badly but know if I tense up, it will hurt.

I rock slowly on the others cock. It feels so good inside me. His mouth and fingers are magic. I feel the pressure against my asshole. I drop my head between my shoulders, taking a deep breath. I want this, I want this, I want this, I chant in my head.

Slowly he starts to enter me. I have been using a plug so I'm not that tight. I feel pressure. It's uncomfortable but not painful. I take a deep breath and release it. He's moving it deeper, my ass is opening to him.

"Jesus, this is tight." He mutters. The cock inside my pussy has made my ass tighter.

Nice and slow he enters me. All the while, his hands massage my ass, keeping me relaxed. I feel something "pop" and then feel his balls pressed against me. He's in. And in deep. 

I rock back and forth, slowly at first, setting up a nice rhythm. Not too slow, not too fast. Their sighs and groans fill my ears. I know they are enjoying this, but this is for me. My first double penetration.

A hand comes down and slaps my ass. I'm startled but the stinging heightens my pleasure. I moan. He slaps me again. I move faster, taking their cocks deeper into me. I feel their hands all over me. We're moving together now, one cock in, one cock out. In tandem, a perfect machine.

My clit is rubbing against his cock as it enters me. It feels good. I'm getting ready to cum against. We move faster, fucking almost wildly now. Pinching, biting, slapping, fucking. It's all so good. I am ready to cum, my body so tight. I throw my head back, pushing back against the cock in my ass, pushing down on the cock in my cunt.

"Come on...come on." They chant, guiding me on them

I'm wild now, my body shaking. I toss my head, my hair flying out and let out a wild cry as my body explodes and I cum, feeling my ass and cunt clench on their cocks.

I hear them in the distance, each shouting as their hot cum fills my body. Their hips jerking against mine. Spent, I collapse on my lover. His arms come around me. My other lover falls over my back. His arms comes around me and pulls me back against his chest. I look up and see the picture we make in the dresser mirror. Me, sandwiched between two hot men, their cocks still me. My body totally used. I smile.



I "Want Ad" a Voyeur



For years I've had an exhibitionist fetish. I love to be watched... but I want the viewer to WANT to watch me (in other words, I'm not a flasher ;))

Well this past week, I decided to post an ad on Craigslist to see if anyone had a corresponding (i.e. voyeuristic) interest:

*****

Voyeur/CFNM? - m4w

Fit exhibitionist male Looking for a voyeuristic woman who likes to watch, maybe touch... 

***** 

Much to my surprise, I received a response less than an hour later! It read:

*****

I had to go over to my neighbors last night, and I went to the back sliding door. Well, the guy was standing in the middle of the living room COMPLETELY naked!! Oh, I was so turned on! Dont think he saw me, but SO curious if he did!!

Would definitely like to try this scene! We meet up and you get naked for sure. I'll watch you jerk off, maybe lend a hand

Im 27, 5'4'' blonde, petite. pic attached!

*****

Wow! So we traded emails a bit back and forth, she lived in a suburb just about 30 minutes from where I lived and could host. Now I was both excited... and incredibly nervous! I mean, it was one thing to fantasize about this... another thing entirely to actually carry it out.

Finally, I got up the nerve to meet her at a bar walking distance from where she lived. She wanted to meet me in person, make sure I was the one in the picture I sent, etc... and I thought it would be a good idea to break the ice a bit myself.

So I went to the bar and she was waiting for me at a corner table. She was indeed short (5'4" as she said) but was a little more curvy than I had anticipated. Big butt, big breasts and cute (if not gorgeous)

We ordered a drink and talked a little bit about what brought me to post the ad. I asked her if she wanted to act out her "neighbor" experience again and she said that would be perfect. After our drink (well needed at this point!) we left and walked the two blocks back to her apartment.

It was during this walk that I had my first panic attack. Is there any chance I'm being led to my death here? Is she some kind of crazy killer who prays on guys on CL??? Does she have a boyfriend who's going to beat my ass when we get there??? What am I DOING??? 

I managed to calm myself down a bit as we got to her place, which was actually perfect for our scenario because she had a small private yard that had a sliding patio door that led into her living area... the perfect area for us to act out her (and of course, my) fantasy. I scoped out the room and rest of the apartment to figure out my exit should a crazy maniac pop out from somewhere bent on beating me up. 

We decided that she would be in the backyard and I would come into the house as if I had just gotten back from work and undress near the couch. She could watch from the other side of the patio door and make all the rest of the decisions. If she just wanted to watch from there, fine. If she wanted to come in and watch, fine. Her call all the way.

So after we agreed, there was this amazingly awkward moment where we just kind of stood there. It probably didn't last longer than a second, but it felt like an eternity when I said "Okay, I guess I'll come in the front door."

She nodded, took a deep breath and said: "Okay! Wow... I ... I can't believe I"m doing this... "

I laughed. "I think we should both just agree this is crazy and get to it..."

That got her to laugh too. "This IS crazy!"

So I walked out the front door and she slipped into the backyard. I turned around, took two or three deep breaths, considered just turning around and running back to my car... and then finally decided if she really was just luring me here she was doing a great job of acting nervous/excited, etc... and strode back in... through the foyer and into the back living area. The lights in the living room were on and it was night out, so I could barely even make her out as I glanced at the window briefly.

I walked over to the couch and plopped down as if exhausted. I kicked off my shoes and undid one of the buttons on my shirt, trying very hard to play my role correctly. It was at this point that it suddenly dawned on me: "Who the hell takes off their clothes in the middle of the living room??? How am I going to make this realistic???"

I stood up and was actually panicking a bit (probably as much from nerves as anything. I walked over to her mantle and started looking at the photos that were there. There was one of her and a bride at a wedding. She was wearing a low-scoop blouse that pushed her breasts together and that helped my situation. :)

I undid the cuffs of my shirt and continued to unbutton it. I let it slide off my shoulders, falling to the floor, leaving me in just my khakis. I took the picture off the mantle and brought it with me back over to the couch and sat back down. While holding it in my left hand I started running my hand slowly down from chest... past my stomach... and to the growing bulge in my pants. I slid my fingers up and down a bit over my groin, letting out a soft moan as I concentrated on her breasts in the picture. I was really hoping that she would be okay with me using the picture as a prop!

After a bit, I slid my hand over the zipper and unbuttoned and unzipped my khakis. I let the fly fall open and rubbed my now erect shaft beneath my boxers. Slowly, casually, I pushed my khakis downward, past my knees and onto the floor. Sitting on the couch now in just my boxers, I slid my hand inside, wrapping my fingers around myself and slowly stroking.

"Oh god," I let out, right as I heard the screen door slide open.

"Oh shit!" I reacted as I thought I would if someone actually walked in on me.

"Don't stop," She said urgently, sitting on the couch with me a few feet away. "I'm sorry, I want to watch..."

"But I..." I protested weakly, my hand still slowly stroking.

"Take them off," She breathed.

I slowly, wordlessly slid my boxers off, revealing my hard member and the fingers around it. 

"Yes..." She exhaled. "Touch it for me"

And I did. I laid back against the couch and stroked slowly, my eyes riveted on hers, which were riveted on my moving hand. 

"Ohhhh" I let out, closing my eyes and tilting my head back.

"You look fantastic..." She encouraged.

Part of me hoped she would reach over and help, but she didn't... she just watched, licking her lips occasionally.

"I want you to see you orgasm," She said, looking me in the eyes for the first time since coming in. "Will you do that for me..."

"Yes..." I nodded, letting my hand pick up the pace a bit.

"I saw you looking at the picture," She smiled, playful for the first time. "Would you like to cum on my breasts?"

"Oh my god, yes..." I quickly agreed, feeling my orgasm begin to build with her words.

She got down on her knees and slid her shirt up over her head... and then unlatched her bra. She slid it off, at the same time covering her nipples from my view with her hands as the bra fell to the floor. 

"Lean forward," she ordered and obeyed.

She massaged her breasts slowly while I stroked myself a mere inch or two away. 

"Come on baby..." she encouraged, licking her lips again as she stared at my hand moving up and down. 

It didn't take me long... a few seconds later I exploded onto her chest.

My orgasm overwhelmed me and I fell back on the couch when I finished. And then realized for the first time what an awkward situation I was in. Here I was sitting naked on some woman's couch who I had just met a hour or so earlier. I looked down on her, she was wiping her chest clean with her shirt and she smiled.

"Oh my god!" She burst out. "I CANNOT believe what we just did!"

I had to admit I was equally awed. Crazy. Insane. My mind had already started whirling in classic guy "How do I get outta here?!?" mode. Fortunately she bailed me out.

"I guess I have to shower!" She giggled. "I'm sorry but... do you mind going?"

MIND??? I couldn't get out of there fast enough! I thanked her, somewhat awkwardly I'm sure, for helping me with my ad and quickly got dressed. She walked me to the door, almost certainly more to make sure I'd actually leave than out of courtesy and seconds later I was walkiing the two blocks back to my car.

Extraordinary. I don't know that I could ever do it again but it sure was a crazy experience!



I Want Candy



Chris paused outside his suite door. "Yeah! It was a good day. I'll call you tomorrow, but I promised Lynn I'd be home early tonight."

Mark snickered. "Don't be too loud tonight. Remember, my headboard's just on the other side of yours. I can hear every thing you do to her!"

Chris blushed a little, but his wicked grin told the story. "Not my fault, man. She's the loud one, not me!" He unlocked the room door and headed inside.

"Lynn!" He didn't see her right away, so he naturally bellowed for her. Then he saw the note on the table.

"Want some candy, little boy?" An arrow was drawn, pointing towards the bedroom. Chris's grin spread wider. Poor Mark. Maybe he should change rooms.

He started loosening his tie and shirt as he moved towards the door with a panther's grace. As he opened it, he stopped, suddenly forgetting to breathe.

Lynn lay on the bed, wearing an open cup bra, a garter belt, stockings and nothing else. She gazed at him wantonly. "Hi," she purred.

Chris found his voice again. "G'day." He was grinning like the cat that ate the canary, Lynn thought. Hmm, she'd be happy to chirp for him if he liked. She eyed him like a prize bull. That nice bulge that was starting just south of his belt was a good sign.

"Want some candy?" she breathed, as she produced a cherry lollipop with a large round head.

Chris's eyes glazed over. "I'd love a lollie."

"I dunno," she nibbled her bottom lip as if thinking. "I'm not sure I wanna share it." She rolled the red ball over her bottom lip, and let the tip of her tongue come out to tap it wetly. Chris's bulge grew more.

"Baby, if you didn't want to share it, why'd you show me?" His voice was low and faintly hoarse. Funny how a lack of blood to the head could cause that.

She smiled broadly. "Because I like to tease."

She thrust the lollipop in her mouth, then drew it back out slowly, rubbing her lips over it again, and coloring them with the bright red sweet. "Mmm, this is so goooood," she drawled sexily. She slowly pumped the candy in and out of those wet red lips, and Chris moaned aloud.

"That's not fair," he started to protest, but he stopped as she moved the wet candy to rub each hard nipple.

"Mmm, hard and wet and warm, just how I like it," she purred. She circled each hard nipple, bringing them more erect, and making them as red as her lips. When the candy would start to dry, she'd lick and suck it some more.

Chris finished unbuttoning his shirt and struggled out of it. His motor control wasn't functioning correctly. He reached down to undo his belt and his pants. His tongue moistened dry lips, and he wished he had a drink. Lynn continued her show.

"Oh Chris, this candy's so good. It's too bad I can't share it." She was streaking the candy down her belly now, playing with her navel. He groaned as she pumped the now smaller head in and out of the little indentation.

His pants dropped to the floor, and he kicked them away. His cock was hard and bulging from his underwear. He rubbed himself through the cotton, and grinned when he got her attention.

"Oh, look at that. Another lollipop! But I have to finish the one I've started first." She sucked again on the candy, prompting him to bring out his engorged member. He stroked in rhythm with her sucking, their eyes never leaving each other. When he finally had to close his eyes with the pleasure for a second, Lynn brought the candy back down her stomach.

"Oh Chris, you've making me so hungry." She stroked the candy over the clean shaven lips of her pussy. Its juices were flowing as much as her mouth's. Chris gasped aloud. His pumping increased. She rolled the candy around her swollen clit, then dipped it into her very wet chasm. She stroked it in time with him for a few seconds, then drew it out and sucked her own juice off it. "God, Chris, that tastes so good." He was nearly growling now, watching her, and when she went back to dip it in again, she looked back at him.

"You can have a taste now, if you still want it."

Chris pounced on her like a lion on a kill. His mouth plundered hers, licking and biting the candy off her lips and tongue. His hands squeezed her breasts, pinching hard at the ruby nipples. As soon as he'd kissed all the candy from her mouth, he turned to them with a vengeance. His tongue curled around each hard nub, sucking hard enough to make her squeal with the painful pleasure, then he bit, not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to make her buck against him, and he laughed, low in his throat.

"Think you can tease me like that and not pay for it?" He bit her again. "Oh no, my love."

His mouth followed the sugary trail down her belly, and his tongue delved into her ticklish belly button until she was screaming. Then he dove lower.

He forced his tongue up into her wet cavern, sucking the cherry flavored juices there. He mimicked the rhythm she'd set earlier, and she was writhing with the need to cum. "Please Chris," she moaned, but his soft laugh told her he had other thoughts in mind. He flipped her over roughly, pulling her ass into the air in front of him.

"Wouldn't want to accidentally lick that hard clit, would I now?" he growled in way of explanation. His mouth was pressed against her opening in an obscene kiss as his tongue probed her wetness as far as he could. His nose was pressing against her ass, and when she wriggled her hips, he clamped down harder on her with his hands. "Oh no, love, no using me to get off. Not yet." His deep voice, vibrating against her, nearly achieved what he was trying to avoid, but he stopped talking just in time. Lynn was panting now, chanting a constantly litany of his name and the word please, but he ignored her.

When he suddenly moved lower and sucked her clit into his mouth, she screamed before she could bury her head in the pillow. She came instantly, soaking him with more wetness as he sucked and worried the sensitive bud.

When he kneeled up behind her and slapped his truncheon against her ass, she barely knew his voice as he growled, "I'm gonna fuck you now like you've never been fucked before. I'm gonna make it hard for you to sit for a goddamned week." He slammed into her, forcing his over-full cock through her still convulsing muscles with a single blow, then he was true to his word. He fucked her hard and rough, holding her hips with his big hands tight enough to leave bruises on her snow-white skin. His pelvis hit her buttocks hard enough with each stroke to make it feel like a spanking on top of a fucking.

She screamed his name and he grabbed a handful of her long hair. He yanked her head back, bringing his face forward to hoarsely say, "Is this what you want? Is this what you were looking for?" She moaned a yes yes yes and he laughed as he let go of her hair to yank her hips back against him harder. "I'm gonna shove my cock so far up you, you'll taste it when I cum." He seemed to be trying to do just that as she climaxed herself, her muscles milking him even more, and he suddenly roared and came into her, cock forced as hard into her as he could make it, so she felt every twitch, every spurt of him. Then he collapsed onto her back, driving her into the soft pillows.

They lay that way for a while, and she could feel how exhausted he was by how limp his body was. His cock was softening slowly, occasionally giving another jerk that she knew was another spurt of his seed. His sweat coated her, and his mouth blindly found her neck to kiss and lick her sweat from her. When he finally rolled off, she frantically moved to nestle against his warmth as he drew her in.

"God." His voice rumbled out of him into the silence.

She chuckled weakly.

"Lynn, that was the best fuck I've ever had."

She laughed louder then. "Glad you liked it. I've been planning for a few days."

He looked down at her, love and lust and knowledge in those sea blue eyes. "How do you always know what I want? What I need?"

She smiled and blushed a little. "You're my other half. I know what I want, and I know we're there to provide for one another's needs."

Chris looked puzzled. "You mean..." his voice trailed off.

"I mean, I wanted you to ride me hard and put me up wet, and many thanks, Cowboy." Chris's laughter was the last thing Mark heard as he locked the door behind him. He was definitely changing rooms.