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Risqué

By: MWMottawa



I was finishing supper when Heather, my wife at the time, informed me that we were going over to Mike and Susan’s for drinks that evening. I was not overly thrilled by the news but knew better than stand between Heather and a drink by that time in our marriage and reluctantly agreed.

Things had not been going very well for us for some time now. Heather’s personality seemed to have really changed for the worse since her drinking had increased. Sober she was cold and indifferent, drunk she was as mean a bitch as ever walked the face of the earth. Just the right amount of alcohol however, and she became the biggest slut I had ever encountered. Going out meant that there would be no way to take advantage of her alcohol intake and I would likely end up with my cock in my hand.

As we changed to go out I still had to admit that Heather had an effect on me. At 5’-5” and 125 lb. she did not have a models body but she was tight and firm. Slipping on a pair of white lace panties and matching half bra my cock hardened as I watched her, remembering the woman I had met and married.

Mike and Susan greeted us at the door and ushered us into the living room, immediately asking us for our drink order. Over my beer I watched them settle in for another in a long line of uneventful evenings. Mike was tall, dark, handsome, muscular and too macho for any real conversation. Susan, Heather’s best friend, was tall and thin with the fashion model build that all women seemed to like and I found so unattractive in a woman. I sat with my beer and hoped that it would not be to long or boring a night. How wrong I was on both counts.

After a few drinks the girls started talking about their Valentine’s day gifts and Susan mentioned that Mike bought her an adult board game called risqué. Heather, having just enough to drink to begin feeling friendly, asked if she would bring it out and show us. It was a typical board game with dice. Roll the dice, land on a square and pick a card. The cards instructed the players in what action they were to carry out. The instructions noted the player to the left, right or across and ranged from kissing, stripping to making out all within a prescribed thirty second time frame. Once stripped however the player was to remain nude for the duration of the game, which since I could find no finish line could be for some time.

After some discussion Susan and Heather asked if we could play, with some minor rule changes. The men would have to strip down completely while the women could keep on their bra and panties and no card counted if they were instructed to do anything together. Mike agreed right away but I felt that it was a little boring and at 5’-9” and 127 lb. not all that comfortable stripping down next to Mike’s muscular build. After some persuading however the game was on. Candles were light, the lights dimmed and off we went.

For the first half hour the game was ever bit as boring as I thought it would be, although Mike and I were both stripped down by then there had been no contact between the players. Finally Susan got a strip card and peeled down to a cotton bra (totally unnecessary) and panties. At that Mike got a hardon and although at 8” I am not the biggest in the world I felt much more comfortable when it was revealed that mister stud had 5.5 to 6 inches of cock at best. The game seemed to change however when it became Heather’s turn to strip. As she took off her blouse she bent over allowing everyone a good view of the tops of her tits in her half bra, the nipples clearly visible through the lacy cups, then stood with legs opened after dropping her pants displaying her trimmed pussy though the lace panties. I had thought of myself as jealous and possessive prior to that but as she stood in the candlelight, Mike staring at her hungrily, I was never so proud of her or found her as beautiful as I did at that moment. A quick look at Susan however let me know that she was not as happy about Mike’s reaction.

The cards seemed to improve at that point and I quickly found that I was getting more pleasure from watching Mike kiss and feel my nearly naked wife as I did by kissing or touching Susan. Heather had become the center of attention and from her reaction was loving every minute of it. So much so that the next time she received a strip card she stood dropped her bra and panties. She was incredible standing in the candlelight, her 34C tits on display as well as her trimmed pussy. An audible groan from Mike voiced his approval of what he saw before him. At this point I stated that if we were going to continue then we should play properly and all cards apply no matter whom they are dealt to. Mike quickly agreed, as did Heather leaving Susan the now reluctant partner. Mike asked about cards between the two of us and in response I told him that the same would have to apply to all players.

The game now progressed to my playing with Susan while counting the seconds to the bell then sitting back to watch Mike kiss and caress my wife’s tits and pussy while delaying the bell. Often he would just lie on her and kiss her as he rubbed his body against hers. It was during one of those sessions that Heather’s eyes suddenly opened large and Mike seemed to stiffen up suddenly. At first I thought that he had cum on her but then I realized that his cock had just side into my wife’s pussy. Heather opened her legs for him then and allowed him to sink the length of his cock into her before the bell was rung repeatedly by Susan. After a few quick strokes Mike very slowly and reluctantly pulled his cock from out of Heather’s cunt. A quick look over at Susan told me this might be a good time for a break.

Claiming I had to take a piss and refresh our drinks I called a halt to the game for a few minutes. After using the washroom, always fun trying to piss with a rock hard cock, I went to the kitchen for the drinks were I found Mike working on them. Alone in the kitchen Mike asked if we should change the rules again so that we would not get any cards together. I reminded him that there were only a few cards like that and asked if he would like to watch Susan play with Heather’s tits or they girls kissing and maybe even eating each other. He told me that he would love that but was not sure what would happen if he and I got the same cards. I told him that I would do almost anything to see the two girls together. When he asked like what I reached out and cupped his balls in my hand. Not getting the negative reaction I had expected I bent over and took his hard cock in my mouth. It was amazing to feel his hard cock slide into my mouth but at the same time to taste the familiar flavour of my wife’s pussy. I took a few moments to suck his cock, removing all Heather’s juices and feeling him start to pump his cock in my mouth before straightening up and steeping back from him. Picking up the drinks I then returned to the living room.

I wasn’t really all that surprised to find that Susan was not there. Heather said she had gone to bed in a huff. Turning to Mike I said that the game was over then only to have Heather say that the three of us could still play if we wanted. Mike agreed right away and I went to reshuffle the cards. In reality what I did was to load the deck so that I would get to enjoy the show that Susan had stopped.

The first card up was to Heather and she was to choose Mike to make out. Lying back on the floor with her legs closed Mike lay on top of her. As he kissed her and played with her tits her legs slowly opened until once again Mike slid his cock into my wife’s pussy. This time there was no counting and soon Heather’s knees were bent, legs wide as she started to cum. Mike fucked her harder then and tensed up as he filled my wife’s cunt with his own load. I could take it no longer, as he rolled off of her I dropped between her legs and pushed my own cock into her wet pussy. I was so excited I started cumming as soon as the head of my cock entered her driving my cock deep into her through his sperm to blow the rest of my load. As I got up Heather just lay there, eyes closed, legs open, cum dripping from her pussy. Mike and I stood to stare for a few minutes before I said I was going to clean myself off.

I was just finishing wiping off my cock in the washroom when Mike walked in. I told him that there was no need to worry about him and I know that Susan was gone to bed. At that he asked what I felt like when we were in the kitchen together, did I like it. In response I sat on the toilet and asked him to come here. As he stood in front of me I again cupped his balls and took his now soft cock into my mouth. The taste of his sperm was now mixed with the taste of my wife’s juices as I sucked his cock clean. I kept sucking his cock until he was hard and pumping into my mouth, knowing he wanted to cum. I then pulled of f his cock and said let’s go fuck Heather again.

She was lying just as we left her when we returned. Mike dropped between her legs and started sliding his cock into her. Heather immediately lifted her hips up off the floor allowing him to fuck her while on his knees, giving me a great view of his cock moving in and out of her and her pussy lips wrapped around his cock. I knelt beside Heather and while playing with her tits, slide my cock into her mouth. The feel of her tongue on my cock and the sight of my neighbour fucking my wife my own cock quickly became rock hard again. It didn’t take Mike long to cum in her a second time and once he finished cumming in her I took his place. He cunt was hot around my cock and filled with cum. I started slowly fucking her, feeling the cum pour from her with each thrust. Heather started grinding her hips up into me as she got closer to cumming. Her moans were cut off as Mike dropped his now soft cock into her open mouth as she started sucking him. At the site of his rapidly hardening cock sliding in and out of Heather’s mouth I started pumping into her hard and deep feeling my own load building up. Feeling her cunt tighten as she started cumming I blew another load into her.

Pulling out of her I slide down and ran my tongue along her pussy. This seemed to set her off again. Lifting her hips up into my face and grabbing my head in her hands as I licked the cum from her pussy she came again. She then pushed the two of us away from her, struggled to her feet and staggered down the hallway to the washroom. Kneeling on the floor with Mike beside me I could see that he had not managed to cum in her mouth and watched the precum drip from his cock. Grabbing his cock I pulled him to me and started sucking his cock. The idea that this cock had just been in my wife’s pussy and mouth kept running though my mind as he started pumping into my face. As his strokes became more intense I grabbed his ass and pulled his cock deep into my mouth. This was all he needed to start pouring his load into my throat. I continued sucking him as his cock softened and the last drops of cum were gone.

After awhile Heather rejoined us long enough to gather her cloths, dress and say goodnight. Kissing Mike she thanked him for the game and headed home for bed. As I dressed to follow Mike asked if we would like to do this again. I told him that I would wait to see how Heather reacted once sober in the morning and let him know. He then asked if we could repeat what we did together. That we could do again I let him know and then went out after my wife.

As it turned out Heather was not happy the next morning and we did not repeat the game in the time we had left in Calgary. Mike and I get together a number of times after that for some more of the same and more.

Risque Ashley Trusts Again



Happy Hour

Rob had a territory of seven states, but not all of them were equally visited. For most of the year, he had regular trips to just three major metropolitan areas. He was typically all work on these trips; gym and meals at the hotel, working around the clock and focusing on his customers. But he was finding one city more enjoyable than the rest at the moment. To be honest, it was one customer. To be even more honest, it was one person - Ashley.

He had been managing the account for about two years, but Ashley had only joined in the last six months. He'd noticed her right away, of course. Mid-thirties, with shoulder length, raven black hair, a bright smile and legs to the moon and back. It had taken Rob two more trips before he'd had a chance to spend any time with her for other than the customary introductions. It was all in a professional setting, so he would not have classified it as flirting, but it was...playful, engaging. Somewhere between 'more than just business,' but less than 'whatcha doin' later?'

Over the next few trips, he saw Ashley more frequently and made a point of dropping her and her team hints as to when he would be coming over next. She was always there with a big smile and a "Hey, Rob!," helping him get settled into the office, getting him coffee etc, but then she was always back to work, always professional. Until two trips ago.

Like most things in life, there was nothing special to announce that something big was about to happen, that some event was going to change things. Rob loved his job and his ever-changing interactions with his customers; new faces, new people whose problems he would help to solve, and who were helping him to make a very comfortable living. In fact, life on the road for him was just that - a great opportunity to make some really great money at his relatively young age.

The lack of responsibility was going to come to a close at some point. Being in his early-thirties, Rob knew he had a few more years of this life. He was attractive enough to date regularly and he led a lifestyle that helped his tall, athletic frame. Some partying, sure, but mostly good living, a healthy diet, and knowing how to get the most out of the gym. So when Ashley had invited him to a happy hour one night on this particular trip, he was happy to get out and have some social time with his favorite customer. 

He arrived at the bar a little late, so he was not surprised to see a table with eight or nine people there already. He knew everyone, from the two guys in accounting and the 'sports guy' whose name he could never remember even though all they talked about was sports. Then there were the three women from project management, who were all super-nice, but obsessed with their kids. He didn't mind it of course but, after a few "ah, look how cute..." chats around pictures on their cellphones, he'd lost interest pretty quickly. He did not see Ashley, yet.

After spending some time with Janice from the project team, Rob had excused himself and gone to the bar for a drink, where Ashley surprised him by sliding onto the stool next to him.

"Hi," she said, before he'd even had chance to register her presence. "Thanks for coming out tonight."

"Hey! Where did you come from?" was all he could manage in reply.

That means you were looking for her.

"Were you looking for me?" she smiled back.

And she can read minds!

"I, uh, yeah, I guess..." said Rob, trying to recover. "You invited me, remember?" 

Good save, idiot!

"I'm just teasing you. I'm glad you came. What are you drinking?" 

"I'm not sure. What do you have there? 

Ashley smiled again, almost guiltily, as she played with the stem of her glass.

"OK, don't judge me, promise?" she giggled. "But it's a Cosmo. I know, super clique and all that, but...I don't know...I'm just not in a wine mood and this just sounded sweet and fun, and I wanted something kinda fun tonight." 

She said the last bit while looking him straight in the face. Had he imagined that, or was she really flirting with him? Did she care what he thought of her?

"So, I don't think you should get a Cosmo," Ashley continued, "But they do have this great drink called a Martinez, which you should totally try."

He did, and she was right, it was great. They went back to the table and Rob sat next to Janice once more, with Ashley pushing in on the end, next to him. It was too hard to yell across the table at people and, as everyone seemed to be pairing up into smaller conversations, Rob did the natural thing and turned his attention to Ashley.

The conversation flowed easily and, after the required "How has your first few months with the company been?" and "I'm sorry, but your ex sounded like a total tool...," he learned that Ashley was super-smart, well-educated, liked dancing in clubs but got most of her fun either working out or hanging with friends. She'd been married for all of two seconds, right out of college, but that was way back in the distance of her rear-view mirror. Ashley was funny, witty and kind of goofy, like the time she visited a psychic with her best friend.

"So, again, don't judge me," she began. "But we were a little drunk and just went to do it. It was a mutual dare kinda thing."

"OK, so what did you find out? Past lives? Does the spirit of Joan of Arc speak through you? What?" 

"Nothing like that, she didn't hypnotize us." Ashley laughed. "But she read my palm, the usual. I will live a long, full life, apparently, thank you very much. But I have a reckless side that plays out in dangerous choices."

"Really?" Rob replied, immediately intrigued. "The psychic told you that? Those exact words? Seems pretty bold for-"

"No," Ashley interrupted, "Not in so many words, but it was implied. And it is kinda true."

"So, what sort of dangerous things do you do?" Rob asked, eagerly.

The flirting was getting thicker – there was no mistaking it this time – and even though they were squeezed in on the end of the table, they may as well have been the only two people around.

"Let's just say I like taking risks." said Ashley. 

"For example...?"

"Well, I've gone skydiving a few times, bungee jumps, and some pretty intense rock climbing. Oh, then there's the naked yoga, which isn't risky, per se, but it's just as...intense."

Rob felt the air suddenly close around him as he turned to her, shielding their conversation from prying ears. 

"Naked yoga, huh?" he whispered back. "What, exactly, is naked yoga? Where do you do it?"

"My studio does this thing on Friday nights and, before you ask, it's women-only. You're there in a room with the instructor and maybe four, five other women. It's hot and we're all au naturale. It's a little too 'new age' for me, but it's supposed to improve confidence, and all that. I get too self-conscious doing it, though, spend more time looking at myself in the mirror, silently criticizing all my flaws, actually fell over a few times, too. That was embarrassing." 

She leaned in a little.

"They're talking about a co-ed class, though," she said. "Which I'll probably take at least once. Could be interesting...?" 

She looked at Rob and batted her eyes just a little. Or maybe he was imagining it. Either way, it was getting a little hot in the bar. He was already picturing her, ass in the air, her hair covering her face, those amazing C-cup tits pointing to the ground, her hard nipples...

"You alright?" he heard Ashley say. "You seem lost in thought? You do yoga, correct?"

Rob snapped back into the conversation, but stored his fantasy for later. 

"Yeah, I do yoga." he replied, casually. "Not great at it, but I can hold my own." 

"I'll bet you can..."

She was definitely flirting now.

"Next time you're in town, we should take a class."

"I'd like that. Thanks for the invite, again."

The party was breaking up and they parted soon after, but not before getting firm dates and times for Rob's next trip which, he'd already decided, was going to be the next week. Yoga was quickly added to his schedule and Rob knew that the seven days he'd have to wait, would drag slower than a snail in a puddle of honey.

Yoga

He knew this was going to be a normal yoga class, not naked or anything but still, the image of Ashley gleaming with sweat in various positions - always with her mat right in front of his, with a great view of her ass and between her legs - filled Rob's nights with more than a few solo stroking sessions.

They met at her studio after work. There were a good twenty or so people in the class as they picked up their mats and sat next to one another, Rob just a little disappointed that she was not in front of him, as his fantasy dictated. 

For the next fifty minutes, they both focused on their yoga as much as possible but Rob, being neither yogi nor celibate, could not help but sneak a few surreptitious glances Ashley's way. Those legs, that ass...his mind was working overtime imagining her in all kinds of other positions, mostly on him, and it was during one of these lustful gazes that she caught him staring.

Smiling back at him, Ashley returned to her practice, and Rob hoped he'd not crossed a line.

When class was over, Ashley was straight there, helping Rob with his mat.

"You liked?" she asked.

Rob wasn't sure if she meant the class, or her.

"Great. I loved it." he replied, covered on both counts.

"Oh, good. Look, I'm starving, as usual after these workouts. Unless you have other plans, how about we get cleaned up and grab a bite to eat?"

"Great! Though I could really use a shower. That was more of a workout than I'm used to, if you know what I mean. Listen, my hotel is super-close and I'd just hop in for a quick rinse off, then I'm good to go?"

Ashley looked around them, as though checking that there wasn't anyone around from work, or somebody else who knew her.

"OK, so how about this?" she said, her voice deep and low. "I could really use a shower, too. How about if I come with you and just jump in after you? Would you mind? No-one has to know, it can be our little secret." 

Rob was getting hard just thinking about Ashley in his shower. He had to move, or say something, right now.

"Your secret's safe with me," He smiled. "Grab your stuff, let's go."

Shower

Rob threw down his gym bag and showed Ashley where the bathroom was.

"You can go first," he said, thinking it was the gentlemanly thing to do, but also desperate to picture her naked body just feet away from him, in his shower.

Ashley headed straight in and Rob could hear the water running in seconds. It was then that he realized he urgently needed to pee.

Every second of hearing Ashley in the shower seemed like minutes. Rob ran through the decision tree of either going all the way downstairs to the lobby bathroom, or interrupting her, asking her to hurry up etc., but none of them seemed like the best move, so he waited. In fact he waited at least thirty seconds after the water had stopped before knocking on the bathroom door. 

"Hey, uh, Ashley?" he called. "Sorry to do this to you, but I really need to...pee." 

Ashley emerged with a towel wrapped around her body, her natural post-workout beauty shining from every pore. Rob would have loved to savor the sight a few moments longer, but he was in too much pain to stop.

"Not how I was thinking this was going to go..." Ashley smiled. "But I guess you'd better get in there."

Rob was so used to being on his own, and was in such a hurry, that he did not close the door. The heavy sound of his stream hitting the water in the bowl, was unmistakable.

Ashley hovered for a quick second, then moved away from the door. 

"Hop straight in the shower when you're done, yeah?" she called in. "But don't come out here just yet. I'm gonna change, OK?"

Rob did as he was told but, after he was done, he realized all his clean clothes were back in the room. Grabbing a towel, he poked his head around the bathroom door.

"Hey, I need to grab some clothes..." he said, almost apologetically.

Ashley was sitting on the bed watching TV and drinking a bottle of water. 

"No problem." she replied. "Fair's fair, right? You got to see me in my towel, so... oh, and I hope you don't mind, but I grabbed a water. Girl's gotta hydrate."

"Sure, help yourself."

Rob stepped back into the room and quickly rooted about for his clean clothes. Diving back into the bathroom, he caught Ashley's eyes in the mirror above the desk, checking him out. 

The Restaurant

Ashley insisted on discretion again when they chose the hotel restaurant to eat. 

"I won't know anybody here, so there won't be any gossip." she'd explained. "I just don't need any drama right now, y'know?"

They were settled in a nice corner table before noticing they were completely alone in the restaurant, except for a few folks in the bar in the other room. 

"Cosmo?" Rob asked, when the waiter came to take their order.

Having just seen her half naked, and picturing her fully naked for the past week, he wasn't afraid to flirt openly with her, now.

"Ha, no, no Cosmo, thanks smart guy." she replied. "But how about some wine? Let's be adventurous. You order our meals, and I will select the wine? Just two people living on the edge. What do ya' say?"

"I can't think of anything more dangerous." said Rob, sarcastically.

As they ate their salads, salmon and roasted vegetables, and drank the white wine, they continued their conversation from the bar the previous week.

"You totally put the idea in my head about 'naked yoga.'" said Rob. "When we first started, I was imagining trying to do that class naked."

"Were you picturing just you naked? Or everybody else?"

"Oh, everyone, of course." he answered, too quickly.

"I see. So you were picturing me naked?"

"Actually, I'd already done that last week. This time, it was the whole room. The woman behind me was interesting."

"Oh, the one with the tits." Ashley said, matter-of-factly. "The ten-pound tits in the six-pound bag? Yeah, if she had been naked, she could have used those things as pillows for when she did her handstands."

Rob hadn't heard Ashley talk this way before. It was a new, naughty side of her that he desperately wanted to explore and, although it was clear that she was concerned about appearances at work, that image and reputation were important to her, Rob got the feeling that he could risk pushing down this particular path a little further. 

"Yeah, she did have quite the set." he ventured. "But that's not my thing. I was just trying to get a rise out of you. "

"So, you're not a tit man." Ashley mused. "OK, I'll bite. And I mean that figuratively as well as literally. What are you, then? You like a girl for her personality? Earlobes? You like a girl with a good portfolio?" 

The flirting had gone from teasing to direct, very quickly. 

"Nope, I'm an ass man," Rob blurted out.

"I know," replied Ashley. "I could tell straight away."

"Really?"

"Yup, I totally caught you looking."

"OK, busted. But you know you've got a great ass, right?"

"Sure, but every girl likes to get a compliment."

"I'll say it again, then. You have a great ass."

They finished their meal and ordered more wine. The conversation kept going but it veered away from anything truly sexual. Until...

"So, you mentioned something about 'dangerous' in the bar the other night," said Rob. "But you wouldn't go into details."

"OK, so I have to trust you on this," Ashley smiled, leaning in a little. "Which I do, but I need to know this stays between us. I left my last job because things were a little, I don't know, out of control? So this is a strictly 'off the books' conversation, OK?"

"Scout's honor."

"Well I doubt you were a scout, but I guess that will do. So, I'd just broken up with my boyfriend and he was a total dick. I was hurt and I made a few bad choices and wasn't so discreet about who I told. Word got around at work and, well, it was a family-run business and things got kinda uncomfortable for me, so I left. I love what I do here, so I don't want to mess that up. But I have this thing that I, I don't know, I like the rush, the adrenaline of risk. I can't go skydiving every day so I find that I need to get that rush in other ways, ways where I don't have to put boundaries up. Does that make sense?"

"Totally," replied Rob, really wanting to empathize with her. "But when you said 'bad choices,' what does that mean? Did you like rob the place or something?" 

"Nope, nothing like that. I, uh, I hooked up with one of the guys at work and was pretty drunk one night and he and one of his friends...well, it was fun, let's leave it at that. But I should have made sure he kept his big mouth shut. That, plus the other thing, well it was too much gossip fodder for them."

The other thing? 

Rob started to open his mouth, desperate to know, but Ashley wasn't done.

"Ok, look, we are opening up here," she continued. "So since you're going to ask, I think we all have our things, our turn-ons. The quiet little likes that get us going. I like risk, I like the thrill of it, so I tend to like more non-traditional activities. I can be kinda...naughty. That guy, he knew I liked rough sex, that I liked...anal sex. So he totally blabbed about it to my co-workers. It just got to be too much whispering around me and too many innuendos, so I quit. I've been keeping a low profile ever since and haven't really dated, which totally sucks. A girl has needs, ya' know?"

Rob waited for a moment. Was she telling him that she...?

"So, like, there's been nothing since then?" he clarified. "No action at all?"

"Nope." Ashley replied, with frankness. "Just me and my vibrator, thinking about naked co-ed yoga."

Rob had to lay a discreet hand between his legs, hoping Ashley could not see, or sense, his burgeoning erection.

"So," Ashley continued, much to Rob's relief. "I have been telling you about my 'stuff,' how about a little of your stuff? Come on, tit for tat. Tell me something, anything, so I don't feel so exposed here."

Her using words like 'tit' and 'exposed' were not doing the greatest job of distracting him. 

"OK, well I'm a pretty uninhibited guy." Rob began. "I like a girl who can go with the flow, who is just open to whatever happens, as it happens."

"So, let's roll back the clock," Ashley interrupted. "If, for instance, you'd come into the bathroom to pee, before, instead of waiting for me to get out of the shower. If I'd had let you come in and do that and, say, I'd opened the curtain to watch, would that have been 'going with the flow' enough for you? Maybe you would have just stayed there, with me in the shower, curtain open, watching. Maybe you would have refused to leave and I would have had no choice but to rinse off right in front of you."

"Uh, yeah, that would have been, uh, kinda hot."

"Or maybe you would have waited, as you did but, as I got changed in the room, you would have snuck back in and watched me get dressed? Maybe you'd even have told me what to do. Would that have been 'open enough' for you?"

Now it was Rob's turn.

"Sure. Or maybe I would have just kept you naked and had you show me that yoga pose again, but this time with no clothes on?"

"Oh, which pose is that?" Ashley asked innocently. "You mean the one where I stand with my legs far apart and I touch the ground? Or would you make me do the headstand with my legs straight up in the air? Would you make me do that one?"

"If you could hold it for a while, because I'd want you to spread your legs open as you did it, but only if you were good enough to keep it going for a long time."

"Why? What would you do to me?" 




Risque Ashley Trusts Again



He felt Ashley slide her leg under the table and move it up his pants, above his knee, pushing his own legs apart. 

"Uh, you would be completely, uh, open." Rob went on. "So I could put my mouth on you and run my tongue across your pussy, down that tight little ass of yours. Do you think you could stay like that? Could you balance if I gave your ass a nice swat while I did that?" 

They were both loving the dirty talk and knew where it was headed. As foreplay went, this was pretty hot.

"Do you like a tongue in your ass?" Rob ventured further. "Or just cock?"

"Tongue is good." Ashley smiled over. "Great, even. Finger is good, too. Oh...yeah."

"So, if I were to keep you like that, but come around your front and kneel there, licking your...cunt, and my cock was hanging down by your mouth, that would be OK? Could you keep it up, then?"

"That would be impossible." Ashley replied, shaking her head.

Rob felt disappointment for a second, but then Ashley lifted her head and licked her lips, very deliberately.

"It would be impossible...because I'd want to start grabbing at your cock, then I'd lose my balance, wouldn't I? But then we'd be in a classic sixty-nine position, with you on top, licking my...cunt...as I sucked you off. And, uh, just so I know, for later...if I were to wet my finger and stick it in your ass, would that be OK? Or is it too risky?"

"No, that is, hmmm, no, not too risky for me."

"Great. Because there's also one pose we haven't talked about, where I'm on my knees on the bed, ass up in the air and my head on the mattress looking back so I can see what is going on..."

"What yoga pose is that?"

"Who said it was a yoga pose? I just like it."

"So come on upstairs and show me..."

Getting Interactive

Their clothes were already sitting in an untidy pile by the front door of Rob's suite, as they continued their foreplay in his dining room. They were naked, mauling at each other from the moment they'd stepped inside.

"Fuck, yes!" Ashley was panting, "God, your body feels so good. Here, kiss my neck."

Rob did as he was told, moving his hands to her right breast and gliding his tongue across her nipple. Ashley gasped and made some raspy sound, way down in her throat, as she grabbed his ass and pulled him in closer. 

"Stay here," she said, "I've wanted to do this for some time now." 

She dropped to her knees and pulled Rob's cock into her mouth. Her right hand closed around the base while her left hand came up between his legs so she could control the rhythm of his thrusts. She used her index finger to press between his cheeks, resting it on his puckered asshole.

The anticipation of everything she was promising him, caused Rob to instinctively push hard into her and pretty soon he was not just getting a blowjob, but he was fucking her mouth with as much power as he could muster. Only her hand on his cock kept him from pushing it in too far and choking her, but the the fact that he was making her gag, occasionally, was turning him on. What Rob didn't know, was that his forceful fucking of her mouth was turning Ashley on even more. 

"Stop, uh, stop." Rob pleaded at last. "I don't want to cum yet. I have other ideas for that. Here, on the bed. Right here." 

He pulled Ashley to her feet and kissed her hard on the mouth, grabbing her ass cheeks and pulling her open. As he released her, he brought the palm of his hand swiftly across her ass. Smack!

Ashley moved her legs to either side of Rob's thigh and ground her pussy there - partly for support but mostly because she needed the pressure. She was another person now, someone wild and untamed, and she loved how it felt, not having enjoyed such abandon for a very long time. Rob had said he'd wanted someone to 'go with it,' and she was going to be that girl, not just because she knew it would please him, but that this is what she wanted more than anything right now. If he only knew, that she would do almost anything he asked of her right now.

Lick my ass! Yes, sir.

Suck on my toes! Which ones?

Lay on the bed and masturbate for me! One hand or two?

Let me cum on your tits! Want me to spoon it up with my fingers after?

Hold your ass open for me? What's it to be - finger, tongue, or cock? (please, please, please let it be cock...)

Let me pee on you in the shower? Yes! ...Wait, what?

Rob was going down on her now, licking and sucking on her with an animal frenzy, as image after image went flashing through Ashley's head, getting her hotter and wetter. But that last one was new. She'd never had that fantasy before, but there it was, this powerful, erotic idea embedded in her mind, and she knew she'd have to explore it later. But, for now, she tried to enjoy what was happening to her right at that moment – Rob's head between her legs, eating her out like she'd never been eaten before.

"Please, stick a finger in my ass while you do that." she begged him, as her pussy exploded with heat. "Please!"

"Like this?" 

Rob inserted a finger into her wet cunt and got it nice and slick with her juices. Then, as he pulled out and she moaned with the temporary loss, he laid his mouth on her rosebud ass and began to circle her hole with his tongue.

At first he just lapped at the edges, teasing and tickling her like he was chasing the sides of a melting ice cream cone. What happened next was more like eating his last meal. He attacked her hole with his mouth, sticking his tongue deep down inside her, using his thumbs to pull her ass apart and explore every inch of that beautiful, sweet hole.

Ashley responded with a combination of "Fuck!," "Jesus!" and "Ohhhh!," all complimented by some incoherent, but very satisfying noises. Mostly, though, it was the opening of her hips and the fact that she was now pulling her knees high up by the sides of her face, that let Rob know he was doing all the right things.

He used that moment to pull out his tongue and shove his slick finger into her ass, right up to the knuckle. It was rough, but not painful, and certainly not cruel, but it was forceful and deliberate, a real you-want-it, you-got-it moment. Keeping his mouth down close to her hole, he pushed in and out with his finger, letting the knuckle smack her gently every time he plunged in deep. He raised his head to look at her directly.

"Like that? Or shall I go back down there and try again?" 

"No, that's good, it's sooo good, just keep it there." she moaned. "Now, please fuck me! Give me your cock. I need it, I need it now. Like this..."

Ashley twisted her body so he could enter her from the side and still keep his finger in her ass. 

It was a little challenging to do both at once, but Rob couldn't have been more motivated. Finally getting into position, he slid his cock inside her easily; she was so wet now, the slickness of her juices making the sound of their sex louder and more urgent. 

"You like that?" Rob panted as he began to fuck her fast. "My cock in your pussy and my finger in your ass? Is that what you did with that guy and his friend? A cock in your ass and one in your cunt? Or was there one in your mouth?" 

He had no idea where this was all dirty talk was coming from, but everything told him to keep going, to keep pushing the buttons he could feel were working their magic inside her. 

"Or did they take turns?" he continued. "Tell me what they did to you."

"Fu...fu...fuck!" Ashley cried. "It was cock...in my ass...and in my mouth. Then...one of them's fucking me...under me...and the other guy, he's...he's got a dildo in my ass, while rubbing my back. It's really dirty...but you like dirty, don't you? What are you going to do to me now? Tell me what's going to happen."

Rob pulled his finger out of her ass as he looked down at her. Her face was full of the tease, she was goading him, daring him to up the ante.

"Get in that position," he ordered her. "The one you told me about, the one with your ass in the air."

Ashley complied, readily. It was quite the sight. Her ass was glistening with saliva and sweat as she knelt on the bed, legs apart, her asshole staring right up at him, pink and tight. She looked back over her shoulder at Rob, her face a picture of total enticement. He knew he was in complete control for what he wanted to do next.

Ashley watched as Rob spit on his hand. She knew what was coming. Leaning down, Rob gave Ashley's ass a few more licks as he twisted his cock in his hand, getting it well lubed for her ass.

"Are you going to fuck my ass?" Ashley asked, breathlessly "Is that what you're going to do? You gonna stick that cock right up into me? Is that why you have my ass like this? Exposed, open, at your mercy? So you can fuck my tight little ass? Do you think that huge, hot head on your cock is going to fit inside my small ass?" 

Her words were spilling out of her but she had no concept of what she was really saying. She was on autopilot, the sight of Rob's huge erection looking over her asshole, simply too much to comprehend. 

To Rob, Ashley's ass looked so fucking hot like this, he just let himself go with the moment, slapping her hard across the cheeks. She yelped against it, surprised and stimulated at the same time. Kneeling right behind her, he took his shaft in his hand and used the other to open her ass cheeks and start gently pushing against her hole. Testing her entrance, he eased his cock inside just a little, until she was open enough to go further, then he slid full inside in one, straight spearing motion. Ashley was panting, begging him to both go slow then go faster. Feeling her sphincter clutch and contract around his cock was the sweetest feeling ever, and he wanted to fuck her ass so fast and so hard, there was no turning back from this. Until that moment, they'd both been talking a good game, but now everything fell suddenly silent as they both concentrated on the matter in hand.

Rob pushed himself deeper and deeper into her ass and, other than some indiscernible sounds escaping Ashley's throat, neither said a word. Once he had a nice rhythm and he felt himself getting close, did Rob begin to speak again.

"I thought about cumming in your ass," he growled. "But I think I want to cum on your tits, instead. Would you like that? Me pulling my huge cock out of your ass so you can see me jack off on your gorgeous tits?" 

He was close.

"Yes, yes! Whatever you want." Ashley was moaning. "Just do it! Fuck me, baby! Just do it! Fuck my ass! Just promise to make me cum later and you can do whatever you want to me."

It was her dirty talk at the end that just did it for him and, before he even knew what was happening, he exploded inside her, filling her ass with his hot, sticky cum. Even as he pulled out of her, he could not stop ejaculating, dripping himself over her butt cheeks, strings of his cum now sliding down her legs like creamy white rivers. 

Ashley let her legs fall before crumpling onto the bed and beckoning him over. Rob lay on top of her, his body still shaking, his heart beating, grasping for his breath or even the ability to speak. "Wow. Just wow!" he panted. "Oh my god. Oh my god!"

"Fuck, that felt good." Ashley added. "Your cum in my ass, I feel so warm."

Rob tilted his head, leaned in and took most of her breast into his mouth, lightly biting against the nipple. She twisted against it, bringing herself up toward him. 

"Hmmm, oh yeah..."

He started kissing down her flat belly, bringing his hands under her hips and ass, before positioning himself firmly between her legs and searching out her clit with his tongue. 

"Tell me." be breathed upwards. "Tell me what you want me to do."

"Oh, well I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum quick." she panted. "Just don't stop. Your cock in my ass was amazing. Uh...ohhh, fuck! There, there! Make me cum, make me...oh god, I'm yours...just do it, just do what the hell you want....FUCK!"

Rob slid his finger back into her ass as easily as a hot knife into butter. He could feel the rush of her orgasm about to thunder down her body and, as he pressed his tongue against her clit one more time, her hips spasmed, her whole body rising up on her toes, her breasts pushed high to the ceiling.

"Fuck me!!!" she screamed, as Rob kept his mouth on her clit, his finger pushing in and out of her ass.

She continued to buck, wildly, as wave after wave hit her, Rob's mouth wet with her cum, his finger hot and sticky inside her ass.

"Oh Jesus...Jesus..." she whispered, urgently, as she came down and Rob slid his finger out of her. "That was...that was...wow."

Rob watched as Ashley's body returned to an earthly state and he lay his head gently upon her belly, her chest rising and falling in a weary haze of tiredness and gratitude.

The Clean-Up

Twenty minutes later, they were still entwined upon the bed, gliding hands together like teenagers in love.

"I should probably get up and pee," smiled Ashley, "As we girls need to do."

"Well I need to clean up as well," Rob replied. "So I may hop in the shower." 

He gave her a playful smack across her backside as he rose and slid off the side of the bed, into the bathroom. 

"Love that tush."

He was already running the shower when she entered the bathroom. 

"You coming in?" he asked, already knowing what the answer would be. "You can wash me off, maybe?"

He leaned out of the cubicle and kissed her on the mouth. Not so much a playful peck as a 'hey, you ready for round two?' kinda kiss.

"Sure," Ashley replied, "But I just need to...."

Her voice trailed off as she watched the water flowing over Rob's toned body.

"Ah, what the hell..."

And she stepped inside with him.

The water felt nice and she didn't care what her hair looked like tomorrow. Feeling his lips meet hers as they stood under the spray, she let him run his strong hands down her back, loving how her skin responded; tingling, melting, igniting.

Rob squirted some soap onto his hands and started washing her up. 

"I think there was a spot back here that was a little...dirty." he said, over the noise of the water.

"That seems to be the word of the day, no?" Ashley laughed. "Hey, before you get me all lathered up - which I will love, by the way - I need to step out and pee, remember?" 

She went to step out of the shower, but Rob pulled her back. 

"Just go right here." he said. "I practically peed right in front of you, before. It's no big deal. Besides, if I'm being honest, I think it would be kinda hot."

"Seriously?"

"It's personal, and sexy as hell. Guys never get to see the real woman, only the stuff on the outside, until they start to get to know each other a bit. So this is kinda, I don't know, it's intimate, so, y'know, just go right here." 

Ashley grabbed his hand and turned his palm up, then she took his wrist and pulled him in between her legs so that he was just a few short inches below her pussy. 

"Keep it there." she ordered, looking him straight in the eyes.

Supporting herself with one arm against the tiles, she opened her legs, not to squat, but just to open herself up to him.

Rob's finger tingled a little as the first drops of warm liquid fell against his hand and quickly gave way to a strong gush of pee. It splattered uncontrollably for a moment, then slowed to a healthy, steady stream upon his fingers. His eyes were glued to the moment, watching as the yellow liquid pooled in his hand before being splashed out by the shower. He put his other hand on Ashley's shoulder and began to rub her neck. His thumb was under her jawline, as she moved her head and took his thumb in her mouth, licking it then sucking it, hard. Maybe it was the warm shower, or the steam, but Rob felt his legs suddenly weaken, the stirring in his cock pronounced and obvious. She was staring at him, sucking his thumb with her mouth. She'd stopped peeing and was now stood up straight, trapping his other hand between her strong thighs. 

"You liked that, huh?" she asked, teasing her tongue around the end of his thumb.

"Uh huh," Rob replied, his eyes still fixed on her, entranced. 

"I bet you have to pee now too, huh?" 

She grabbed his hardening cock in her hand and let her fingers cup his balls. 

"Let me help."

Rob turned to face the wall, but she pointed him back toward her. 

"No, no. Stay where you are, I can aim for you," she whispered, with a devilish grin. "Whenever you're ready. No rush. I can talk about waterfalls, if that will help?"

And he suddenly had to pee very badly, but was slow to start. Only a light trickle escaped across Ashley's hand.

"I see what you mean." she said. "This is very...what was the word you used? Intimate?" 

By now, Rob had picked up the stream and was arching it across her thigh and onto her hand.

"Let me aim this for you." she said. "Maybe onto my tits?" 

She leaned down so she could point his cock directly over her wet breasts. She showered them with his pee, back and forth, then moved his the direction down to her belly.

"And now onto this little patch of pussy hair, right here?"

He was running close to empty as he crouched a little closer to her. Her dark patch of pubic hair was matted with his yellow liquid for only a moment before it, too, was washed away from the shower.

"All done?" she asked, as Rob's eyes remained fixed to her wet landing strip.

"Yes," he replied, sheepishly. "For now, anyway."



Risque Business



Locking the door behind the last patient, Katie brushed her hair back from her face, turned off the light and walked to each exam room to turn off those lights. She moved into her office to finish some last minute work in her computer and close out for the day. 

"Must be a full moon," Katie thought to herself. Seemed as if each person that came in the door was a little nutty. Thankful that it was Friday, she had the weekend to relax. The boys were gone with friends and she had made no plans to get out. She had a 6 pack of Michelob and a couple of chicken breasts she could throw on the grill. Things were looking up.

Getting back to her work, she only had two files to finish then she could close out her day on the computer and shut it down. A noise caught her attention so she got up from her chair and walked to the back door to see if someone was trying to come in. Opening the door, there were no cars save hers at the back door. She closed the door, locked it and went back to her work. 

Finally, she finished the last task, shut the computer down and started to gather her things to head home. Setting everything on the table, she went to the front door to double check that she had locked the door and she had. She went back into the kitchen to retrieve her things. Putting her purse over her shoulder, she had just put her keys in her hand when a hand clamped over her mouth.

"Don't say a word, nobody's gonna get hurt," a rough voice whispered in her ear. She nodded her agreement and felt his grasp loosen somewhat. She then felt a soft cloth being placed over her eyes. From the grip he had on her hands behind her back, she knew he was a big man. He held both her wrists in one hand.

He led her from the kitchen into another room and then turned loose of her hands. She could sense he had stepped in front of her, but he just stood there. He was close as she could feel and hear his breathing. She could feel her heart beating in her chest and she tried to keep it and her nerves steady. She felt his hands brush the front of her blouse as he worked the buttons loose. She inhaled to keep from screaming, not believing this was happening to her. How many nights had she worked at the office alone without incident? She couldn't claim that anymore. 

Getting all the buttons loose, he slid the blouse off her shoulders revealing her white lace bra. She heard him inhale sharply and she hid a smile. At 38 DD, most men found her breasts impressive. His hand brushed the right nipple and it came to attention. Using one hand, he released the front clasp of her bra, revealing both breasts. The cool air brought both to stronger peaks. Leaning closer to her, he whispered into her ear, "I can give us both pleasure."

The same thought kept racing in her mind: this couldn't be happening to her. But it was and she had to get through it somehow. 

Lifting her right breast, he took it in his mouth and sucked at the nipple bringing it to a hard point. He moaned and sucked harder, arousing the peak even more. It had been so long since she had been intimate with anyone, she felt arousal stir in her lower body. He moved to the left breast and she felt him lift it. Thinking he would do the same to this one as the other, she was surprised when she felt his gaze on it. He traced the scars with his fingers and she felt the question in his mind. She gasped when he placed a tender kiss on each of the three scars. 

Realizing that he had let go of her hands, she lifted them to his neck. He jerked back and told her not to do that. She didn't move her hands, but pressed her chest closer to him. He must have decided that she was no threat as he went back to nibbling at her breast, licking the tip and sucking it. She tried to fight the moan that escaped her lips, but it was useless. Her breasts had always been so sensitive and even more so the left one after her surgery. How could he have known this was her weakness?

He pulled her blouse and bra completely off her body, leaving her exposed to his sight and touch. His hands roamed her breasts, ribs, shoulders. He paused and pressed a finger to the pulsepoint at the base of her neck, feeling it drum against his flesh. Then she felt his lips at the same spot, not moving, just resting there. Katie felt the hum of his breathing and knew he wasn't totally unaffected as well. 

Slowly she worked her hand to the front of her body and found his groin. She heard his slow intake of breath as she searched for his zipper. Sliding it down, her hand searched and found his dick. Wrapping her fingers around it, she felt it swell. Increasing the pressure of her grip, she slid her hand down the shaft til she felt his balls. Again, he took a deep breath and held it as she slowly worked her hand back up the length of him.

"Wait" he said. He bent and lifted her to the table behind her. Laying her gently down, he slid her slacks down her legs and put them on the end of the table. The moment his fingers pressed against her sex, she felt a familiarity that she had not noticed til then. Slipping his index finger inside of her while his thumb pressed against her clit, he made a crooking motion with his index finger that set her g-spot to singing. She felt her pussy begin to swell and lubricate against his hand. She felt his breath against her stomach and he would pause with her writhing against his hand.

Time seemed to stop and all that she could see or feel was her body, how it responded to his touch. She began to rise, almost as if floating above the table. Her body becoming tighter in it's effort to finish this journey, her mind wanting to hold on to the sensations. When he felt her nearing the peak, he slowed his ministrations, wanting them to build to mind-blowing heights. He could feel her body beg for release and he would give it to her, but in his time not hers.

Her hand began to move, seeking that which she had touched previously and wanting more of it. He sensed this and angled his body to give her access to that which she sought. She pulled his dick free of his shorts and underwear and slid her hand along its length. She hoped that she could encourage him to take her to the height she desired by arousing his passion as well. She tried to lean over to put him inside her mouth, but he was just out of her reach. She had to resign herself to accept that her hand was all she could use on him. 

Again, he worked his thumb and finger in tandem, stringing her along, encouraging her to new heights, daring her to release her passion. She knew she couldn't fight any more. She gave into his work, his fingers working her to rapid breathing and even faster heartbeat. When she thought she would expire from his touch, it began. A slow burning deep inside her, working up her body. Her nipples raised high and hard, her pussy dripping with desire, her entire body begging for release. She stopped her breathing and let the sensation sweep over her, tense and strong, she cried out "oh God, so good, so sweet" She grabbed his head and brought it down and kissed him, her tongue plunging inside his mouth. He sucked at her tongue and she felt it deep inside her. The explosion rocked her body, causing her entire body to scream in its release.

Slowly, she could feel the world around her settle. He had eased his hand from her and stroked her belly. She reached up and removed the blindfold and smiled. "How did I know it was you?" Leggs just smiled back at her. Katie sat up and leaned into him, kissing his chin. 

She got off the table, turned to him and said "your turn."

He smiled and slipped his shorts off his legs, his underwear going with them. He sat on the edge of table giving her access to his cock. It had gone down somewhat, but she knew that wouldn't be the case soon. She licked the tip and felt it jump against her mouth. Opening her mouth wide, she took his entire length inside and put pressure on the bottom of him with her tongue and on top with the roof of her mouth. She felt him grow, harden. Grazing his length with her upper teeth, just enough to send chills through him. She brought her hands around to grasp his buttocks and those too became hard from what she was doing to his cock. She used his ass as leverage to pull him more inside her mouth. Sucking deep, tongue wandering his entire length, feeling his cock grow with his passion, she knew it wouldn't take her long to feel his hot cum filling her mouth and coating her throat. She scratched as his ass, knowing this would encourage his orgasm.

Placing his hand on her head, he brought her closer to him causing him to go deeper into her mouth and throat. He could feel the burning in his balls that signalled his impending explosion. "Aaah," he cried out. "that's it, keep that up, I can feel it." Within moments, he had emptied his entire load into her mouth. She lost only a small amount and it landed on her chin, dripping onto her breast. 

Opening his eyes to see her smiling at him, he leaned in to kiss her and licked his cum from her chin. She looked down and following her gaze, proceeded to clean it from that part of her body as well. He pulled her upon the table beside him and held her close. "did I scare you?" he asked. She thought about how to answer him. "At first, yes I must say I was frightened. I was fussing at myself for not being more careful." He chuckled at her, glad that she still had her sense of humor. 

"what I want to know is what possessed you to do this?" He then set about explaining that he had recalled a message she had forwarded to him from one of her sex columns in her email about role playing. He wanted to see if it heightened passion in a couple. Now he had his answer. Katie wondered what she could do to arouse him in the same way. She would have to do some research on the subject and come up with a way to make him as crazy as he had just made her...

To be continued... 



Risque Reflections



***This story is dedicated to MG, truly a god amongst men - mind, body, and soul - who drives me wild in ways I'll never understand.

*

I'm racing across town, pushing the capabilities of my boxy little car, barely slowing for stoplights. My mind is focused on one thing and one thing only right now...him. He's finally here again - in my zip code. And I can't get to his hotel fast enough. Granted, once I get there, I plan to play it cool. We agreed to be adult about this and not rush into anything too soon. We're going to take our time and get to know one another. No sex. I have to keep reminding myself of this. No sex. Maybe if I keep repeating it, my pussy won't be so wet and hot for him. Yeah, right. But that's the deal. No sex. We're gonna keep ourselves under control. 

But damn, the first time we met, the sexual tension was palpable. We wanted one another so badly. I'll never forget walking up those stairs at the brewery to meet him...seeing him sitting there at the very first table. My god, I couldn't climb those stairs fast enough. And then he stood up to hug me, this mountain of a man. As he bent down to greet me and his long, strong arms enveloped me, I realized his presence was extraordinary. He had this way about him that put me at ease immediately. And not only was he insanely gorgeous with his tight, dark red curls, thick beard, and killer smile, but he was taller than any human being I'd ever met. My heart is in my throat just thinking about our first moment together. 

But no. Not today. Today we're gonna keep the sexual tension under wraps. We're gonna take our time to get to know each other better in person. We're not some horny high school kids. We can control ourselves. We CAN control ourselves. No sex. 

But I'm not totally buying into my own bullshit thoughts as I screech into the parking lot of his hotel and pull into the first space I see. After turning the car off, I quickly glance in the mirror of my visor to make sure my thick, pouty lips are looking kissable. Check. I hop out of my car and straighten my casual black cotton dress. I give my boobs a quick push in the upward direction, then off I stride towards the front entrance of the hotel. I point the remote over my head in the general direction of my car to lock it, not even looking back to make sure the lights blinked confirming that it's secure. I don't give a fuck right now. Steal the goddamn car for all I care. I get to see HIM.

I scurry rapidly into the lobby of the hotel. I check my phone to retrieve his text. "I'm here, baby. Room 312. Come as soon as you can." That was only 20 minutes earlier. I probably look way too eager showing up so soon, but I don't care. He's here again. Finally.

I walk over to the elevator and press the UP button. I press it again and again impatiently. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the elevator beeps and the doors open. It's empty. I leap inside and press the "3" button, then press the ">> 

"Michael," I say as I feel my face flush a bit.

"Come in," he says, stepping aside. I walk into the tiny foyer of his hotel room and freeze as he closes the door and re-locks it. He turns to me and looks me dead in the eyes. I'm staring back up at him intensely. Our eyes are locked. Our bodies, motionless. But the heat between us, without another word spoken, is off the charts. It's almost painful. Without warning, he takes an aggressive step towards me. Suddenly his fingers are entangled in my red curls, his other arm is around my waist, pulling me into his strong, massive, gorgeous body, and his lips are pressed tightly against mine. I feel my body go limp from the pure ecstasy of one simple kiss...a kiss we've both rightfully longed for. He pulls me tighter, even closer against him. I moan against his mouth as my nails dig into his biceps. I feel his cock growing and twitching in his jeans against my exposed left thigh. He then moans in answer, but quickly breaks his lips away from mine. He's still close to me, but I feel lost for a moment without our bodies pressed against one another. My inner child pouts, wanting his lips on mine again. But I crane my neck to look up at his massively tall stature and take him in. He is a god amongst men. I'm a tall woman but at 6'8, Michael towers over me by almost an entire foot. His once thick curls are now shaven down, but his sexy beard remains. His broad shoulders are so intimidating. His large hand reaches up and brushes my cheek. I realize my mind has been wandering, filled with lust for this glorious specimen of a man that I just want to drink in for an eternity. "That kiss...." he whispers, his voice trailing off.

"I know...." I breathe, then look up into his eyes again. He stares back, a fire clearly burning within him. I'm quite sure my eyes mirror his as I feel a fire burst forth from deep within me. I bite my lip, which seems to trigger something animalistic within him. He growls at me - a deep, guttural growl like a wild animal. Again he lunges at me, taking my face in his strong hands, and kissing me even more deeply than before. Our tongues entwine this time, exploring each other's mouths. Licking, tasting, savoring. 

I didn't realize he'd been pushing me backwards until I feel my back hit the wall with a small thud. He never breaks our passionate kisses, but his hands leave my face and travel downward to my big, beautiful tits. With forcefulness, he grasps them and gives them a possessive squeeze. He moans against my mouth. I moan back as my hands devilishly snake downward and rub his cock on the outside of his jeans. His entire body shivers beneath my touch. He breaks our kiss, but rests his forehead against mine as his eyes squeeze shut and his mouth falls open. I keep rubbing his clearly immense cock and just watch him submit to my touches. I feel extremely in charge to have such a man weak from my very caress. My victory doesn't last long, though. He looks down at me, towering over me in the most deliciously intimidating way. That fire in his eyes is more brilliant than ever. Without a word, he pushes up the hem of my dress, reaches down the front of my panties, and glides his fingers through my soaking wet slit. I close my eyes tight and lean back against the wall for support as my knees buckle beneath me. Two of his fingers find their way downward and he pushes them inside me...hard. I can feel him watching me as he begins to fuck me deftly with his index and middle fingers. I can't bare to look at him...I'm already too lost. 

He pushes his body against mine again and whispers, "You like that, Nicole?"

"Yes," I pant.

"You made my cock painfully hard."

I nod, unable to find my words.

"I should punish you for that."

I nod again, agreeing to whatever this fleshy god of a man wants from me.

He swiftly removes his fingers from within me. In one quick motion, he rips my panties off of my body and tosses them aside. I'm still dazed - drunk on lust and emotion. I don't even notice as he undoes the button of his jeans, unzips them, and frees his sublime cock. I didn't get to see it, though I knew by instinct that it was perfect in every way. I'm brought back to reality as he presses me hard against the wall, lifts one of my legs, and guides his cock so that the tip of it rests against my slippery folds. He leans into me and our foreheads touch again. I can both feel and hear his labored breathing. He pushes his entire body forward slowly. I savor each inch as he fills my tight pussy with his hard shaft, stretching me wider and wider, until he's deep within me. He withdraws gently. I feel so empty as he leaves my body, but then he quickly fills me up again, making me feel whole once more. He kisses me. I kiss him back as he moves slowly in and out of my body. His other hand finds my breasts again, squeezing and pinching. I reach down and pull them free from inside my bra and dress. His mouth falls open at the sight. Without missing a beat, he grabs one of my tits and brings it towards his mouth as he leans down and begins sucking on my nipple. His huge, thick cock continues to move in and out of my cunt with burning precision. 

"Oh, Michael...." I whisper as I run my fingernails over his scalp, digging in ever so slightly to signal my pure pleasure. He moans against my nipple, sucking harder at it. I'm more wanton than I've ever been in my entire life. "Michael...Michael, baby...fuck me."

I don't know why my seemingly small plea stopped him dead in his tracks - but it did. He stopped every delectable thing he was doing to my body, stood up, and just stared down at me. Again our eyes met. This time, though, I wasn't sure what he was thinking. He was just staring at me, but his eyes had a wickedness behind them...a wickedness that was sure to work in my favor. 

But then he suddenly pulled his cock from within me altogether and again I felt a void without the luscious invasion he was driving through my body. And when he turned and began to walk away from me, I felt a literal and figurative distance between us that I didn't appreciate at all. He went over to the desk nearby and in one swoop of his hulky arm, cleared everything that was on it and sent it all crashing to the floor. He took the three steps back towards me, grabbed me by the wrist, and pulled me towards him. Michael scooped me up into his arms again, kissing me with a ferver I'd never experienced before. Our kiss was over as soon as it'd begun, though. He guided me towards the desk and positioned me so that I was forced to bend over it. When I looked up, I noticed I was now in front of a mirror. As I rested my body weight on my elbows, I saw my tits still swinging free of my bra and dress. My nipples were just barely grazing the cold, hard, lacquered wood of the desk's surface, making them stiff. 

I gazed into the mirror just in time to see a huge smirk across Michael's face. He, too, had been watching my nipples stiffen beneath me. He lifted the hem of my dress so that it rested on the small of my back. The smirk never left his face as he undressed himself. I watched and patiently awaited my fate. Soon, he was fully naked. Over my shoulder, I could finally see his huge dick in all it's glory. It was as I suspected - fucking perfect.

Michael leans his body over mine, placing his hands on the desk mere inches from my own. I can feel his hard, beautiful cock resting against the crack of my ass as he presses his chest into my back and we stare into the mirror before us, into each other's eyes. "So beautiful," he whispers as he bends and kisses down my shoulder. My lips part to say something in return, but no words escape as I feel his lips come into contact with my hot skin. I'm so utterly lost to this beautiful man. 

I feel him position himself at the entrance of my cunt again. Our eyes are locked on one another in the mirror as he begins to re-enter me. Simultaneous moans of relief escape our lips as he sinks balls deep within me once more. He holds himself motionless inside me - not only letting me adjust to his massive girth, but also savoring his flesh against mine. Soon, though, it's apparent that neither of us can wait much longer. He begins to move his delicious cock in and out of my soaking wet pussy again. Just as I close my eyes and concentrate on the fluid movements of our bodies, he grabs a handful of my hair and jerks my neck to one side. My eyes pop open as he sinks his teeth into the flesh of my neck, biting me, sucking on me, marking me. "Yessssssssssssssss," I hiss. This brings a devilish smile to his face and his pace quickens. 

His hands move beneath me and find my breasts. His thumbs and forefingers find my nipples and begin twisting and tweaking them. I'm pushing my ass back against him to meet his thrusts. His face is next to mine and we're watching each other in the mirror. Our lips slightly parted, beads of sweat already rolling down our foreheads from the excitement of it all. "Ya know what I want?" he asks, through gritted teeth. I shake my head, still unable to muster words as he relentlessly pounds my cunt. "I want you to cum all over my cock." 

I shake my head in agreement as he removes one of his hands from my tit and brings it down and around to my pussy. He misses a thrust, only to allow his hand to snake beneath us both. His fingers part my soaking wet pussy lips and his index finger immediately finds my hard clit. "Oh, baby, you're so wet for me," he purrs. "I love it. I love what we do to each other. My god, Nicole, your clit is already so hard. Are you ready to cum for me?"

I nod excitedly. His index finger starts pressing down on my clit, making swirling motions as well as up and down movements simultaneously. All the while, his glorious cock is still moving in and out of my hot little pussy at a fevered pace. My entire body is on fire from emotion and lust. This perfect man assaulting every pleasurable spot all at once - it was just too much. I didn't want to cum yet, but there was no humanly possible way to stop myself. I had no choice but to give in to my body as it started convulsing. Waves and waves of pleasure began beneath his fingers and spread to every inch of my flesh, right down to my toes. I stiffened beneath him and rode out the best cum of my life, my pussy creaming all over his harder than hard dick as he continued to fuck me, undaunted. 

Finally, my orgasm subsided and I was left in a heap of spent nothingness on the desk. Michael lifted me slightly, pulled my dress up over my head, discarded it onto the floor at our feet, then laid me back down onto the desk before him. His fingers fumbled with my bra for a moment until he was able to remove that as well; it joined my dress. He grabbed the sides of the desk. It took everything I had left in me just to look up in the mirror and see his knuckles turning white. I knew then that I was in for it. 

Without a word, he began his outstanding assault on my cunt once more. There was no build-up. Michael started fucking me as hard as he could, with everything he had. I put my hands up onto the mirror in front of us and pushed back to steady myself, giving him full access to my entire being. He thrust inside me harder and harder, until I knew by the look on his face that an explosion was imminent. He pulled his monstrous cock from within in me and stroked it with his hand a few times until his cum was shooting all over me. It kept flowing from within him - spurt after spurt - covering my shoulders, my back, my ass. Eventually, with a satisfied grunt, he let go of his magnificent cock and placed his hands on the desk on each side of me to steady himself, breathing heavily as we continued to stare at each other via the mirror. Soon, he smiled, "No sex today, remember?".

Spent, naked, and covered in cum as I still laid beneath him on the desk, I giggled. "No sex," I repeated. 

Michael reached down, grabbed his t-shirt, and wiped his cum off my back with it. After tossing it aside, he reached beneath my waist and pulled me upright. I leaned back against him. There we stood, both naked in front of his hotel room mirror, two very happy, very satisfied souls. He spun me around to face him and gave me a light kiss on my nose. He then turned and guided me towards the bed. We hurriedly climbed in and he immediately pulled me close to him. We spent the afternoon cuddling and talking - about nothing and everything. We agreed, of course, that there wouldn't be ANY more sex for awhile. No sex. None. That monumental agreement lasted all of 10 minutes before his exquisite invasion of my body began once again....



Risque River Day



***I would like to give much thanks to MaverickMan for his help with editing this story with me. You're the best hon!***

It's the first sunny and warm day of the year. Mother Earth is waking from her slumber, and she has tapped all of her children on the head and made them rise as well. Green is everywhere again. The smell of birth and newness is in the air once again. Beauty can be found every where you look. Everything feels alive, fresh, and it's a perfect day to head down to the river and watch the boats on the water. We load the car up with a basket of food, several blankets, a few small pillows, and other little odds and ends. 

I find a place to park the car, you grab the basket and blankets from the back of the car, and I grab the little odds and ends. We make our way down the river bank and find a nice shaded spot beneath an elm tree. We have a perfect view of the river and the boats. It's a perfect spot to watch the other activities going on around us, but away from others so we may have a bit of privacy. 

I help you with laying a couple of the blankets on the ground, making a more comfortable place for us to sit and lie beneath the elm. We put the rest of the stuff within arms reach of us so we won't have to get up when we need something. Once everything is the way we like it, we grab our pillows and make ourselves comfy on the blankets.

I feel your hand go to my hair, lightly moving it away from my neck. Your lips are there suddenly, kissing me softly. Then they move up to place a kiss on my cheek. I turn and look at you as you pull away, a smile lighting up my face as I see the smile on yours. I sigh deeply as I move closer into your embrace. We stay this way for a while; my head resting on your shoulder, your arm holding me to you, as we watch the boats on the water. We lie there and listen to the sounds around us; the water as it laps against the boats and the shore, the breeze as it blows through the trees and the grass, and the sounds of distant muffled voices. There is an overall calmness to the day, relaxing and beautiful. Our noses inhale the fresh air deeply, and we take comfort in the simple delights that overwhelm our senses. 

We eventually pull ourselves away from one another and rummage in the basket of food. After eating, we go down to the river and take off our shoes so that we may let our feet dangle in the water for a while. Eventually we decide there's just enough of a breeze to get the kite up that we brought along, and you go to the car to fetch it. We take several turns trying to get it up. After one successful launch and the eventual crash, we put the kite away and return to our spot under the elm. I read the book that I brought while you lie down on your back and doze lightly for a bit.

I'm brought out of my book and you out of your nap by kids laughing and playing nearby. We sit hand in hand, watching the others around us as they go about their activities. Once it's quiet again, I lay down on my back. You lay down next to me on your side, your elbow and hand propping you up so that you can look down at me. You undo a couple of buttons on my shirt and hike my skirt up to expose my legs. You grab a piece of grass and begin to trace it lightly over my stomach, down to my legs, and back up to my neck and face. This causes me to giggle slightly. You smile at this, and then bend down to kiss me deeply. My arms go around your neck and I pull you down to me. You're still propped up slightly on your side with your one hand, and you move your other hand to my stomach and down to my thigh. 

We stay locked in this embrace, your hand roaming slowly up and down my body, first cupping my breasts, then back down to my inner thigh where you give it a light squeeze. I gasp into your mouth as I feel your hand slide up and cup my sex. You merely chuckle at my surprise, and then give a satisfied sound as you feel the wetness that has begun to spread onto my panties. You slide a finger into my panties and begin to run your finger over my swelling bud. I try to protest, saying how others will see, but you tell me in between kisses to look around, that no one is near us and we are shaded enough that we cannot be seen. I look around us and see that almost all around us have indeed left, and we are for the most part alone. Those that are still around are far enough away and are paying no mind to us. 

Your kisses intensify as your finger continues to stroke my bud. I cannot help moaning out, my sex has awakened completely now, and I am no longer thinking about where we are or who might see. You smile and give another light chuckle, as you know I am now completely at the mercy of your ministrations. In one quick motion, your finger goes from stroking my clit to sliding into my wetness. I let out a loud moan as your finger finds that secret spot within me. You slide a second finger in, and your palm presses down on my mound to continue the stimulation on my clit, while your two fingers begin to work together in awakening my spot. 

It does not take you long to get the juices within me to flow freely down your fingers and out onto the blanket. As your hand and fingers continue on with their mission, you continue to kiss me deeply, moving from my mouth to my neck and down to my breast, which has some how managed to become exposed for you. Your tongue flicks slightly across the tip of my nipple, and then your teeth are grazing and biting gently, which causes shivers to run through my body. Your mouth covers my breast completely as you suck it in deeply, and your tongue flicks across the nipple inside your mouth.

I grab for you and pull your face to mine, kissing your mouth over and over as my hips begin to rise up to meet the pressing of your palm. Your fingers instinctively begin to rub my spot faster and with more force as your palm presses down more into my mound. My moans are coming more frequently now, getting louder, and my breathing has increased its pace. I try to continue kissing you, but you have pulled away a bit so that you can watch my face. My eyes flutter open a bit, and I see you looking at me, watching me intently. My eyes fix on yours as my body continues to respond to your touch. You smile lightly at me, and then I see a fire in your eyes. There are so many things to be read in that look. 

I try to keep my eyes focused on you, but you've taken your ministrations to another level and I can do nothing but throw my head back and cry out as you bring me to my first tidal wave. You keep your pace, never slowing down, bringing another wave and yet another to wash throughout my being. I can take no more, and half moaning, half giggling, I try to stop your hand from continuing on. You remove your fingers from me, but let your hand rest on my mound, slowly caressing it and my thighs. 

My arms go around your neck once again, pulling you down to me and kissing your lips lightly. You return my kisses with a bit more gusto, and hug me tightly to you. We both sit up then, and you help me in making myself more presentable. We decide that we should probably gather up our things and head back to the car, as we have spent the better part of the afternoon here, and the sun has moved to the west now. 

The day has been perfect. The two of us have enjoyed this time spent with one another, surrounded by Mother Nature and the simple things in life we so often take for granted. A special moment has been etched in time and a memory created by us, which we will think fondly on for days and years to come.